Dear Jack FrostDear Jack Frost2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack, when I was a little girl, I would look out my window during winter and watch the snow fall. I had a weak constitution so I was never allowed to go out and play in the snow or I would catch pneumonia. I'd watch the snowflakes fall from inside my room and thank you for them rather than Santa Claus. When I was sick I'd make little paper snowflakes for you and give them to my parents to hang on our tree outside. When I was lonely I'd draw pictures in the frost on my window. I remember you would occasionally open my window to let in a perfectly formed snowflake as if to say, "Look at the beautiful thing I made for you." When I turned 19 my best friend died and I had lost all hope. Yet at the funeral, even though it was in September, you made it snow for me. When I took my own life the last words to leave my lips were, "I'll always believe in you Jack Frost." And I meant it. My only wish is that you remember me.
With love from a lifetime and forever more,
MM6 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Desperté luego de un sueño incómodo. Mi trabajo me impide descansar, sin embargo mi hermano me hizo el favor. Me dijo, ándale, no seas terca. Échate un sueñito, te va a hacer bien Cuando menos me di cuenta estaba dormidísima, tanto que se me hizo tarde, aunque mi velada, repito, fue muy incómoda. Toda aquella gente llamando mientras dormía ni hablar, es mi trabajo. La verdad, lo detesto y, como dicen por ahí, alguien tiene que hacerlo. Me di un regaderazo, pues me gusta llegar pulcra y bien presentable no me gusta causar mala impresión aunque, créanlo o no, la causo tal vez el ochenta porciento de las veces.
Mi hermano y yo somos cuates. Tal vez tengo una piel más blanca que la de él, por no decir pálida. Compartimos un cabello muy negro y ondulado. Dicen que nos parecemos mucho, que i
One shot thingy~One shot thingy~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
EDIT: I'm deciding to make this a multi chapter story~ And knowing me it'll be a while before the first chapter is up but I swear to you all this will be accomplished. ^_^ PS. This is not the last chapter...merely the second to third to last chapter ^3^
Author's notes are inside these two things~ ---→ / \
RinxLen One shot:
Kinda Fluffy? :3
"God Rin! Why can't you suck it up and deal with it! Len doesn't love you! You're just lying to yourself if you think that he'll ever like some as low-life and self centered as you!" I buried my head into my knees, remembering those words coming from Miku…I've known that for a while now…He'd never love me; I'm his twin for crying out loud! But still the words had cut at me like a knife. So I left. And being so stupid and filled with rage, I forgot a jacket. I started to feel my tears freezing on my cheeks and quickly swiped them off with my hand. How does she know? I mean, we're talking about Miku here- Miss Bubbly and naïve!
Unhappily in LoveI watched my love march off to war,Unhappily in Love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The image of him I did adore,
But the war in years took it's toll,
And took from my love his soul.
When love is lost and love is young
The loss is as a song unsung.
The notes in the heart will ever sound,
But never again in the world be found.
I loved my beloved from afar,
To me she was my only star.
But though I watched her she shunned me,
And now alone by myself I must be.
Slanted and slighted love brings pain,
Far more than the love unattain'.
For rejection and denial hurt not
As much as when love is left to rot.
I had thought that I was in love,
Until my love sold me like a glove.
Gave her false love to another man,
Left me to live on as best as I can.
If treason is the lowest low in Hell,
Then traitors in love are there as well.
For all those who've felt that knife,
Rest easy in what comes after life.
Me and my lovers did join in bloom,
She, a young bride and me, a young groom.
But the fires of our youth grew cold,
And our binding marriage could
The bearOne day in august, three rocks rolled down the stream of chocolate.The bear4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
KABOM, fell a plane.
Sleepless NightsI never thought Id ever see the day when Zachary Fair came in to work without that stupid grin plastered across his face.Sleepless Nights6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was usually a regular thing. Every morning, he would come bouncing in through those doors, smiling and greeting his comrades in a rather loud way. Those raven spikes flying out behind him as he walked, sky blue eyes glistening with mischief. He would pat backs and squeeze shoulders as people passed, asking about the latest mission like a child asking about what he missed on his favourite television program. Not to mention those God damned squats! He never stopped with those. There was no subtlety in his world.
At first I found it terribly irritating. SOLDIERs were not supposed to be so damn cheerful. We were hard working, cold, determined men of war. Thats how I was, and it sure as hell reflected Angeal and Genesis attitudes. But, that boy was like a blasted puppy dog that had been let loose throughout the halls of ShinRa. Causing chaos, b
Miniature Murcielago Ch 12Miniature Murcielago Ch 124 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: Miniature Murcielago
Pairing: Ulquiorra x Orihime
Sound asleep was Grimmjow on Ichigo's bed, curled up like a little kitten. Funny, even if he were back to his normal size he would still sleep like this. He really was just a big cat.
As for Ichigo, he was getting dressed. The matter of dressing and undressing in front of Grimmjow first came up that that day Urahara dropped off the pantera. He was planning on changing in the bathroom, and he did. I mean, this hollow turned cat, no matter how cute he may appear, it was still Grimmjow. The same Grimmjow that plunged his arm through Rukia and Luppi, beat the crap out of Loly and Menoly, and had countless fights with Ichigo.
This wasn't a pet, even though it would be funny to consider it. But no, this was Grimmjow.....except a mini powerless more cat-like version of him.
But it wasn't like Ichigo changed his boxers or anything in front of him. Just his shirt .maybe once in a while his pants.
It was morning and today I
Connor: Of Heart and SoulHis breath rattled in his throat. His father held him easily by the front of his torn bloodied robes. They were soaked in thick dark blood that gently seeped from the gunshot wound to his side and sword cut to his chest. His body was a ruin of bruises and injuries and scars. He had not seen thirty summers – and now it appeared would not see any more.Connor: Of Heart and Soul2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“The Assassins are finished,” Haytham hissed, shaking him and then letting him go. Connor crumpled bonelessly to the ground, his cheek pressed against the cool earth. He could not move. Did not want to move. Had no will. No strength to defend himself when his father’s boot kicked him over onto his side. The bitterness of defeat, of his immanent death, roiled in his mouth mixed with the blood that he could no longer summon energy to spit. It simply slid from the corner of his closed mouth in a red rivulet, slow like lava down a volcano. Haytham’s hand on his gasping chest was a distant, disembodied sensation.
Star of the Night LordChapter OneStar of the Night Lord6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I guess a lot can change in 5 years. He thought to himself. I wonder is everyone is still around? Will they even let me in? The priest slowly made his way across the walk; it had been a tiring morning. He had only recived message from Lady Caterina, two nights ago, on information about his brother. He had traveled very far to hear whatever she had to say; he hoped it was good news. His mind raced on what he wanted to say to everyone once he saw them all again, but most of all what to say to her when he Shes a Queen now Abel. Shes no longer an AX member. He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the memory of a certain redhead. He paused for a moment, while trying to dig out his Vatican ID. After all this time he wouldnt be surprised if he had lost it. One of the guards looked at him strangely, Abel Nightroad smiled backed and quicken the pace on locating his card.
Father Nightroad I presume? A sw
3 Days Regret - Part 7Celestia's burning sun hovered sternly out of reach, basking Ponyville with the light of the inevitable day. All Rainbow Dash could do was wait, wait for her hopes and dreams to crumble around her as her friend's voices echoed in her ears. 'You will see your girlfriend tomorrow.' Rainbow's hoof slowly slid down the pane of glass as she lowered her sight from the window feeling the recurring pain as she limped over to Rarity's bed. Rainbow gazed down to her best friend curled up in a ball, breathing delicately in her sleep. "I'm sorry." She whispered before limping towards the door.3 Days Regret - Part 73 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Before she could reach the door Rainbow felt something grip around her leg. "Where are you going?" With a sad sigh the injured mare turned to face Fluttershy who's hoof held her in place.
"I just, need some air."
"You just came from the window." Fluttershy responded unmoving from her grip, staring up at her best friend.
Rainbow looked away, wishing she didn't have to talk. "How long have you been watching me
ScaredCid practically jumped out of his chair when a loud bang echoed throughout his small Rocket Town home. The pilot glanced over the back of his chair towards the hallway, half expecting to see blood to start flowing down the hall.Scared6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Maybe he finally had enough and just shot the little brat. Cid mussed to himself, a slight smirk spreading across his stubbled face.
He rested his chin in his hand as he gazed down the hall and waited for a smug looking Vincent to come sauntering towards him. But that didn't happen. Instead, an eerie silence slowly filled the room, chocking the air out of the pilot's lungs.
Cid shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
Okay, this is weird. Maybe he really did shoot her. Great. Now how am I gonna fucking explain this ta Tifa?
But before any idea could present itself, another loud bang resonated throughout the small house, sending another jolt through the pilot's body.
Cid pushed himself up from his slouched position and glanced back down the hall. That d
Abuse of CidOne month. It had already been one month since that day. The day that his beloved Vincent hadAbuse of Cid7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cid quickly shook the thought away, small tears blurring his vision. He glanced at the clock, forcing himself to focus on the evening to come. He had a date to go to and he couldnt be moping around if he valued his life literally. His date was an attractive redhead that he had met by accident in a local bar, but all of the looks in the world couldnt make up for the abuse. Nothing would make the cuts and bruises that covered his entire body go away. Absolutely nothing.
Everyone had tried to get him to break up with his new boyfriend but Cid didnt bother to, even if he was beaten often. In his mind, Mark wasnt his boyfriend; Vincent was, regardless of what had happened. Mark simply made it a passion of his to claim the pilot, even if he was still loyal to the ex-Turk. And that was what pissed Mark off more than anything. He was never able to get a r
Fame - CloudGenesisAt first, Cloud simply counted himself lucky to be one of 300 other fans that won tickets to the lead singer of his favourite band's birthday masquerade. He never would have thought that he would stand amongst 20 other fans that had made it through every one of the activities set through the night, and he stood before the last hurdle; the prize was slowly walking along the line.Fame - CloudGenesis7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His long auburn hair remained as chaotic and yet aesthetically ordered as always, held back by black and crimson Venetian mask that sprouted large, trailing feathers of the same colours. His slim, lithe body was clad in tight, decadent period dress that suited this occasion. He stepped with such grace in such ridiculously high platform heels, a long satin cape flowed in the breeze behind his back. His splendour was enchanting.
He was truly beautiful.
He was Genesis Rhapsodos, and if he wanted, he could have the pick of anyone in the hall.
And he would.
Tonight, he would choose one person from the line in which
Kissing gamesTitle: Kissing gamesKissing games6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: .I went there. CidxSephiroth, Valenwind
Rating: Pretty cute
Summary: How could Cid and Sephiroth possibly end up together . From a logical time perspective, this makes little sense, Im afraid. Then again, from a logical time perspective, the Remnants are two years old, so .
Authors note: Maybe Sephiroth will forgive me for the squid now?
Sephiroth was used to sneak attacks, back attacks, double attacks, feint attacks, unexpected attacks it was the essential part of his training as well as an inbred quality to his person.
Maybe that was why he was so taken off guard by the frontal attack.
It happened in the huge dining hall shared by all ShinRa employees; Turks, Soldiers, desk workers, pilots, lower executives, assistants and professors from the science department and many more. Right there, in bright daylight, in front of everyone.
With so many people coming and going the General registered but didn
You Are Subject 12 -part 1- You are Subject 12. You were kept locked in a room as long as you could remember, where scientists would come, and no matter how hard you tried to fight, they would hold you down anyways. But now you have been offered freedom, of a sort, from a strange pair, here on the street.You Are Subject 12 -part 1-4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are Subject 12, and the relationships of society, every intricacy between classes and inside classes, do not matter to you. The only relationships you understand are master and servant, captor and and captured. You were part of one, and now you are part of another; you are not sure how happy you are about this, and whether or not you actually have more freedom yet. Whether or not there is a difference.
Your room is gone, your prison. So is the pain of needles and testing and no freedom at all. Everything you knew is upset, and you're fairly certain you don't mind.
Your title, the only thing
FB - Doner part 2Title: FB Donor part 2 of 2FB - Doner part 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: Valenwind, Renaj, Lozoo, ReevexTseng
Rating: pretty cute
Summary: What happends when the irresistible force known as the Turks meet the unmovable object known as Cid Highwind?
Vincent had led his pale-faced husband off to an empty room, trying to get him to calm down and to get out of the way of six pairs of staring eyes. Cid was trampling back and forward, tearing his hair.
"Shit! Ya know I'd do a lot of things for that kid but a kidney? Ain't that asking jest a bit much? I mean, I'm still using 'em!"
Trying to calm him, Vincent put his arms around the agitated pilot.
"Well " he started, but didn't get any further before the door was slammed open and a small silver head came running in; throwing himself around Cid's waist.
"Please!" Kadaj's eyes were shiny with tears, his voice trembling. "Please, I'll be good, I'll do anything you want, I'll clean my room and eat my vegetables an