Trapped (8) Lin looked back at the large airships gaining speed on her and the family that she was working hard to protect, "They're gaining on us!"Trapped (8)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Tenzin cracked the rains of his air bison, "Faster, Oogi!" The bison already going faster than he ever did before doubled up his speed.
Lin heard a popping sound come out of one of the sips. She turned around and saw a large net go for the family. She metalbent her cable at the net, shredding it to pieces. She knew that it would not be enough. She wrapped one of her cables around the ropes. She stood on the back of the large Air Bison and looked back at the family that she just a short time ago had felt such destine for and now she love as if they were her own flesh and bloo
Of Freedom and Family: Ch 1Title: Of Freedom and FamilyOf Freedom and Family: Ch 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Game: Dragon Age II
Characters/pairing: F!Hawke x Fenris (or more accurately, Leto)
Disclaimer: BioWare owns all, of course!
F!Hawke, captured by slavers and sold to Magister Denarius, finds friendship and love in the slave Leto. But she can't forget the family she left behind, and neither can he forget the family he swore to free. Rated M for future chapters.
A/N: This is my first evah FanFiction, and also my first fill for the Dragon Age k!meme. The prompt:
"I want to see Lady Hawke meeting Fenris's previous personality, by whatever means necessary, be it AU or reversion to a previous personality or what have you."
This is my take on the prompt, which starts a few years before the Fifth Blight and will follow the repercussions through the events of Dragon Age 2. I look forward to any and all ConCrits, and I hope you enjoy!
IPL Storyline Mission 0: Storm WarningIPL Storyline Mission 0: Storm Warning1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The storm was getting closer. Sebastian imagined ze could feel it already, its energy surrounding zem as ze flew on her charizard, its tension filling the eerily quiet air. From zir vantage point hundreds of feet in the air, ze could see the storm cell to the south behind Challenger Mountain’s peak, a dark, brooding, towering mass, flickering and rumbling.
The charizard, Medb, angled her huge wings against the breeze, easily negotiating the airstreams despite the weight of her trainer on her back. Sebastian’s jolteon, Scáthach, was huddled in zir lap, ears down, looking nervous; Sebastian had been wanting to get the creature better used to flight for a while now, and figured that the storm conditions might help her feel less stressed. And her third pokémon, Cathbad, was also out there, somewhere - the fearow couldn’t bear zir weight as easily as Medb could, but ze trusted it to
How to Save a LifeHow to Save a LifeHow to Save a Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Step one you say we need to talk
The room is dark and hot, the curtains drawn against the sunlight. I cautiously sidestep the heaps of books and clothes piled around the room.
"Holmes?" I call, only to receive a low grunt as a response. I am already irritated as I sift my way through the junk to find the detective sprawled on his back on his bed, his eyes dazed and the morocco case nearby. I exhale sharply through my nose and proceed to shake his shoulder roughly.
"I'm fine, Watson " he says, his eyes scanning me vaguely.
"This is not fine, Holmes!" I protest and I know this is going to be another argument. We argued the last time I came to see him and about the same problem: Cocaine, Morphine, alcohol I want to pitch that case across the room and smash all of his bottles but I stand by the bed, silently fuming. I wish he could understand that I'm only concerned for him but he takes it as cruelty.
"Damn it, Watson!" he said, slowly becoming mor
A Fatal FailureThe Diogenes clubA Fatal Failure2 years ago in Drama More Like This
does not allow talking
That’s just as well
because you don’t want to hear
what people would be saying
After all you’ve said
about protecting your brother
keep an eye on my brother for me
I worry about him…
are the reason he’s dead
you’re too far gone
to mourn him
people die every day
you know this
in your profession
such knowledge is commonplace
you have no time to regret a death
you’re too busy working
to stop others
But Sherlock’s death
means that you have failed
you are unaccustomed to failure
you don’t like it
Bleach - TrustTrustBleach - Trust7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
DISCLAIMER: As usual, if it isnt from Bleach, then its mine, like this idea, if I'm not mistaken.
What would've happened if, during Ichigo's first fight with Yami of the Arrancar, Hichigo was able to take over?
/"Switch with me!"/
/He's back.../ Ichigo thought, grasping his head in the hopes that, somehow, it would help.
/"I can kick their asses if you switch with me!"/
/"Go away! Go Away! Go Away!"/ Ichigo shouted in reply, gripping Tensa Zangetsu tighter in his right hand. Suddenly, his body was immobile. /"What are you doing?! Trying to kill us both?!"/
/"If you'd switch with me and let me HELP. It's not that hard a concept to understand, King."/
/"Help... You? Help? You'll kill everyone! Inoue, Chad, and Tatsuki"/
/"Your confidence in me is /staggering/, King. Just shut up and GET OUT OF MY WAY!"/
With that shout, Ichigo could only watch as the Arrancars fist came toward him. He heaved a great mental sigh, as if he had the world on his
How Much You Mean To MeIke swung to the side as the sharp tip of an arrow flew by him. He glanced up to see a flash of lightning strike down on one of the mages' new victims. His thoughts briefly drifted to the raven haired mage when he was torn away by a harsh scream of pain. He glanced around quickly and panicked as he realized the sound was coming from the same direction as the bolt of lightning had.How Much You Mean To Me8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sprinted full out, his heart pounding wildly, towards the shout, repeating over and over in his head, "Please don't let it be him Please don't let it be him " He blindly shoved teammates and enemies aside until he reached the motionless figure, crumpled on the ground. "NO!" he shouted as he turned Soren's body over and laid his head on the mage's chest. His heart was beating weakly and his breath was shallow but he was still alive.
Ike pulled Soren's limp body up and wrung one of his arms around his shoulder as he put his own arms around Soren. He began to pull the mage through the mass of fighting going o
In MemoriaIn MemoriaIn Memoria2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Geoffrey Delbray still remembered.
He remembered the time when they were still children, all three of them, living in the outskirts of Crimea in the villa, surrounded by breathtaking forest. Barely anyone had known of the villa's existence; not for his own safety, no, neither for his sister Lucia's, but for her. All for her, hidden in the shadows to lead a secluded but protected life.
He remembered the way her evergreen hair brightened in the sun, radiant, and how they darkened softly in the shade, ethereal. Her light-brown eyes were never dull, always glinting with mischief, promise and childish innocence. Her shy character and eagerness to help, be it himself or his sister or just the stray animal that crossed paths, despite how everyone protested that a princess should never have to bend down and help.
He still remembered.
The first time he had to leave her alone in the villa and attend to the duties of knighthood in the Royal Knights under her uncle's comm
The Bones of the EarthAfter the war ended and Gimli and I traveled to those places we had promised one another to visit, we then, not yet tired of roving, resolved to go east past the mountains of Mordor and explore those wild lands. There we encountered orcs and goblins aplenty, slaying them as we found them and so doing our duty to make the world more hospitable. Thus we justified our rambling even knowing that our parents and our people were wondering when we'd return to our responsibilities.The Bones of the Earth2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As our path took us further and further from home, we talked of ourselves and our people, sharing stories and trading words in each of our languages until we could almost understand one another, except that Gimli complained that all elvish ran together and he could never tell where one word ended and the other began. By the time we reached the mountains far to the east and south, beyond the great desert, I was sure that I'd learned almost everything there was to know about him. I was to find such was not the
Shatter Me With Hope pt. 1Shatter Me With Hope pt. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shatter Me With Hope
Rain felt from the sky like tears and turned the world around him into different shades of heavy gray. He entered a small, narrow street, his feet trambling and his breath coming in heavy pants, still hearing the bark of the Mabari in his mind. This time they had almost caught him which had been his own fault. He had been to unwary, just leaving his hideout during the day without thinking about the consequences. But when this little girl had come to his clinic, asking him to help her mother, he hadn't been able to decline. He sank against the cold, dirty wall in his back, breathing slowly to get some of his control back. He didn't dare to leave this narrow street right now. The Hunters had been warned. They knew he was outside, and they would wait for him. On the other hand, it would be his death too if he continues staying here in the rain.
Anders wasn't sure how many hours had passed when he felt safe enough to walk back to the clinic. He looked behind his
Ike and Soren: A Love Forever - 1Sincerely From Your Broken-Hearted Staff OfficerIke and Soren: A Love Forever - 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
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After The Mad King's War...
I wanted to get far away Crimea as I could. There was no question that Ike was in love with Elincia. All throughout the war, the only thing he cared about was her safety, though I never once questioned our friendship. I never would. He was my only friend and he wouldn't betray me for the princess would he? Of course not!
Or that's what I thought until Elincia's coronation...
I watched as he walked onto the balcony with her, her hand in his. My the beat of my heart sped up slightly, seeing them together, holding hands, smiling, waving to the people of Crimea. But what was I to be worried about? It was common for a hero to greet the people, I guessed, and Ike was a very friendly person no matter how blunt he came off to be. Besides, it was once. He liked her but he wasn't that in love with her to court her.
Zutara Week 2012: WhimsicalZutara Week 2012 Day FourZutara Week 2012: Whimsical3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Cactus Juice, Part II
When Katara had found out that Zuko had been drugged and pranked by the two most dishonest, mean-spirited teens in their group, a wave of overprotectiveness swept over her. She hadn't really been able to do some good old-fashioned mothering in months, at least not without having to endure Toph's snide comments or Sokka's relentless teasing. But, here was a poor, naïve boy that had fallen victim to a cruel prank, and, this time, Toph and Sokka wouldn't dare to interfere. So, naturally, she had taken the quivering boy by the hand and let him to his room, speaking reassuring words and stroking his hair in an effort to calm him down.
Unfortunately, her mothering instincts, which had momentarily overridden her better judgment and overwhelming hatred of the very boy she was currently helping, had given out very soon after she reached his bedr
Katherine Van HelsingKatherine Van Helsing9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Katherine Van Helsing
As life Began
Some people called him a murderer some called him a holy man but I called him father. My name is Katherine Van Helsing and my father was Abraham Van Helsing, the amazing slayer of Evil. Throughout my life, I have wondered about this. Because my father never informed me of what he was or even, my own destiny.
My mother was dead, my father claimed to work for the church, explaining why he went there so much. Of course, I did not believe him. Nothing seemed to ever be right with me. When I was in the ninth grade, I couldn't help but feel alone and different. When we would have free time, my drawings would be of things no one had ever seen but seemed too real. I remember one time, I was drawing a Werewolf, when it suddenly turned its head and howled at me. I let out a scream and fell backward out of my chair. The teacher ran over to me and asked if I was ok. All I could do was look up at her and smile. The teacher stared into my sphere blue eyes and coul
The Price To Pay.I ran upstairs and into my room, slamming the door and falling by my bedside. How could they say something like that? How could they just... I felt the tears roll down my cheeks and onto the bedspread. I gripped the cloth tightly. How could my parents say such a horrible thing?The Price To Pay.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It doesn't matter, sweetheart... he isn't real."
I couldn't believe they had said that, I had no response for that. I told them how much I loved him and they shot it down. I just lay there, crying my eyes red. A cold wind swept through me and I could hear the night outside... I don't remember leaving the window open.
Just then, I thought I heard something. It was soft, like footsteps falling on silk.
"Poor child." A voice whispered softly. I had never head that voice before... but it sounded so familiar.
"Poor sweet child." Another voice, I dare not look up, please let this all be my imagination.
A hand snaked under my chin and lifted it upward. A beautiful woman started at me with warm eyes. She lifted another
Dracula MonologueDracula Monologue9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I am Dracula! Why do you not cower in fear? Don't you realize what I can do? The blood that courses through my veins is more powerful than you could ever imagine. It is the blood of warriors. The blood of those who fought for freedom. The Szekelys, we are unbeatable! Have we not been challenged again and again, but always, ALWAYS, Dracula won. I rule with unrivaled beauty. And know, those who revolt under my power will suffer. They will suffer me. But does anyone fight against me? No, because they know who I am. I am Dracula. Controller of wolves. Controller of minds. The one who will drink your life away. So why don't you fear me? I am immortal. I am forever young! Despise me, hate me! It only gives me more control. If you refuse to fear me, then
Caught Clueless Chapter SevenCaught Clueless Chapter Seven 2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luke and I wandered through the crowds and masses of people. Everyone was either on their cell phone or texting, and this thoroughly confused Luke. Both Chase and Gill claimed they had business they needed to take care of elsewhere, and went their separate ways. I had argued that it would be safer if we all stayed together, but, of course, was shot down with Chase's sharp tongue saying, "We aren't five anymore." Some escort he turned out to be. He probably just wanted to get away from Luke after what happened when we left the boat. Luke was in such an excited state to be in the city that he accidentally shoved Chase, which caused him to drop his open bag and spill its contents on the deck. Then, in an effort to assist Chase in gathering up his clothes, Luke managed to advertise to the entire world the color of Chase's boxer shorts. He really didn't mean to, that's just how it happened.
"What are they doing?" Luke inquired with wide eyes, pointing to a woman with her phone pressed again
Outshining the MoonOutshining the Moon4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sode No Shirayuki watches her. Partnerships are complicated. There are rules, unspoken agreements. It's hard to respect someone's privacy when you yourself are but a facet of the other's soul. Things slip through, become known. Even when it is not the intent, a secret may be shared. Accidents happen.
Even so, there are other agreements. They are aware of the imperfection of their shared power, of the true nature of their bond. Sode No Shirayuki is part of her. And yet she is herself. She watches Rukia, and it is from the vantage of a detached observer. She watches the turmoil in their shared soul. Not really shared. How do you share yourself with a part of your own existence?
They do not speak of the things that slip through from one to the other. Mostly it is Rukia's secrets, Rukia's problems, Rukia's thoughts, that cross the demarcation in their soul. Her soul. And they do not speak of them. This is how they have always worked.
Sode No Shirayuki keeps her attention f
DominoesDominoesDominoes2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Pre-FE9 Childhood story.
Summary -When Geoffrey returns home from his knight's training, Lucia and Elincia plan a camp out in the garden of the Royal Villa to celebrate his return. Though Geoffrey may not wish to share in their fun, the two girls turn a simple game of dominoes into a fantasy adventure to keep them amused all evening.
Why such a small undertaking warranted such a large amount of attention was anyone's guess. Of course the deciding factor could have been the natures of the three children embarking on their night's fun in the villa garden, however such a safe location didn't warrant extra guarding. Besides, they had a rather adamantly patrolling twelve year old for that. Despite the calls from his older sister and his young friend, he was determined to remain their watchman. He was going to defeat anyone that disturbed their camp...if only armed with a curtain pole and protected by a stolen leather jerkin, worn over his pyjamas,
Naruto: Protect your lifeNaruto: Protect your life9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Naruto: Protect Your Life: Prologue
Three Years Ago
Darkness. It clouded his vision and took over his soul. Laughter and snorting was coming from every angle of his small and fragile body. The harsh noise filled his ears, not a single being aware of his river of tears or did they care. He was a laughing stock, a nothing, a disgrace. Disgrace, what is it to be a disgrace? Had he wronged them in the past? Betrayed their trust? No, he couldn't have had. What did he do other than keep to himself and smile politely at his fellow clan members? Sniffles poured from his nose as he roughly rubbed tears from his swollen ocean eyes. He felt an object slice across his cheek, allowing the deep crimson fluid to flow freely down his face. He tried to pick himself up out of the corner, but only received a strong blow to the stomach causing him to stumble back into the hell. Shaking, he shriveled himself up into a tight ball and waited for it to end. His body was numbing, he no longer
Role Reversal - Temple PrisonThe dungeons of Hyrule castle were neither expansive nor all that frightening, as peacetime in this country produced little more than pickpockets or fraudsters. Its tenders swept them clean every morning, gave its guests a clean bed of straw, and provided simple food and water. Not a comfortable place by any means, but certainly preferable to cold winter nights as far as debtors were concerned.Role Reversal - Temple Prison6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Shadow Temple just outside Kakariko village, however, was another story.
Temple was a misnomer, a name given to hide its true identity. This was where the Shekiah, the shadowy guardians of the Royal Family, brought enemies of the Crown. Often those who entered never left, with smears of crimson on its floors and fresh dirt in the potters field the only evidence they had ever existed. In peacetime its halls lay empty, waiting for the next cycle of chaos that the unfortunate country seemed to experience on a regular basis.
For the first time in many years, the Sha
KibaHina Oneshot"Kiba-kun! Naruto-kun! Yamete!" I cried, shaking my head fervently.KibaHina Oneshot6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why couldn't they stop fighting? We've been on this mission for 3 days already, and yet they never seem to be able to agree on anything... And I haven't helped much with stopping them. Thankfully, Sakura can do a better job. I can't do anything right. Sakura can do everything.
"Baka!" she yelled. Promptly, she banged both of their heads together.
"Sakura-chan...! Why'd you hit me? He started it!" Naruto whined.
"Idiot! Everyone knows you're the number one blockhead - your stupidness starts everything!" Cockily, Kiba smirked.
"K-kiba... please don't." I whispered. It might not be as strong, but I still liked Naruto. He was just so strong and confident in himself: it's hard not to admire that when you're a pathetic weakling like I am.
Kiba looked at me with those chocolate-brown eyes and I felt a blush spreading across my cheeks. Wait a minute! Why would I blush when Kiba looks at me? He's my teammate - I don't like him
T8: In the sunThat girl. With the pearly, violet eyes and dark hair. Her smile, as well as her tenacity, could take your breath away.T8: In the sun7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shino. Can I ask you something?
Yeah? the insect-user asked, already sounding exasperated. When it was Kiba who wanted to ask him something, he always ended up exasperated anyways.
What does Hinata remind you of?
The Aburame blinked behind his glasses at his expectant-looking teammate. Well. This was certainly different.
Shino looked past Kiba and up the hill higher at the girl for a moment. She was smiling and humming softly to herself as she picked flowers for one of her healing salves.
A butterfly. He turned to Kiba, nodding. Hinata is like a butterfly. She is very pretty to look at, but she cant really do you any harm.
Kiba knit his eyebrows. A butterfly.
Shino turned from him again and started up the hill. A butterfly.
Hey, Naruto. Can I ask you something?
Sweet HeartacheYou shouldnt let him get to you like that He says with a gentle sigh, and a stroke of her hair; as the grip she has on him tightens.Sweet Heartache6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I know. She responds after a few moments, slightly muffled since her face is still in his jacket. I cant help it.
He chuckles, hes aware of that. He knows the pain she is feeling only too well. He tells her his faux words of wisdom, whilst not listening to them himself.
She shifts slightly, raising her head to look at him. Her pale eyes searching his face for something only she knew.
You didnt say it.
He blinks at her, pulled from his reverie. Didnt say what?
She blushes, and he wonders if its something that embarrassing. He racks his mind, but still draws a blank.
It must have been clear on his face because she tells him. Its ok, he just cant see what a Gem you are
He sighs deeply, apparently he wasnt as in control as
La manzana mecanica/capitulo 2La manzana mecanica/capitulo 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
LA MANZANA MECÃNICA
capítulo 2 : La civilización de equinos enanos
-ta...¡Mierda!-dijo Dell-¡no puedo creerlo!
-creí que era mi amigo-dijo engi
-no me refería a eso-dijo demoman-¡mira!
Engi dejó a un lado su rencor para darse cuenta del lugar que se hallabascuro,rodeado de vegetación,húmedo,desolado...pero sobre todo oscuro.
-meh....no puedo ver nada...pyro-dijo soldier-enciende este lugar.
pyro buscó y buscó...pero a sorpresa de todos.pyro no trajo sus armas.
-¡tu eres pequeño balbuceante inútil!-dijo heavy enojado.-Sascha y yo podemos seguir viendote
heavy buscó en sus alrededores(e interiores) pero tampoco este su querida arma
-oh oh....esto es malo,muy malo-dijo heavy con las manos a la cabeza.-¿alguno más de ustedes olvidó sus armas?
todos buscaron...pero no encontraron ni siquiera un bate...o el prototipo
-bueno,veamos,estamos perdidos en medio de la nada,no tenemos armas,está oscuro-dijo scout con las manos en la espalda,caminando en circulos