Alive-Chapter Two"Bonjour! Comment allez-vous?" a scratchy voice from a CD player said slowly. "Hello! How are you?"Alive-Chapter Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Bonjour," Seras repeated slowly while sipping on a water bottle (yes, she was supposed to be drinking blood, but what Master doesn't know won't hurt him). "Commo allay voo?" She sat up straight in her chair and frowned, puzzled. Was that right? She pronounced it the way the translator said it, right?
"Je suis très bien, merci! Et vous?" the voice continued from her CD player. She leaned forward, listening closely. "I am very well, thank you! And you?"
"Je swee tray bien, marsey. Eh voo?" she repeated, rocking back and forth in her chair. This was a lot harder than she expected. But it could be worse she could be learning Gaelic.
"Miss Victoria, what are you doing?" a voice called. She yelped, pressed the pause button and turned towards the door. It was Integra, arms crossed, eyebrow cocked and a cigar hanging lazily from her mouth. She didn't look happy. "Are your missions fo
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
For A Lifetime TFPHe adored the little things she did.For A Lifetime TFP3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The way her brow twitched when she was perplexed by what was just said, how she got frustrated if even the slightest detail got out of line. How she cared for others around her, yet she seemed hesitant. Even though she was surrounded by so many who care for her, she was lonely.
He tried to see what kept her agitated for so long. For a moment, she almost brought it up, but she held back and bit her lip. He tried coaxing, playing innocent, acting dumb to amuse her. Through all the efforts, no matter how hard he tried, not a word came out of her.
At times, she wanted everyone to leave her alone, including himself. Her optics leered at him, indicating that she was not generous of giving second chances. Somehow through the snarls and the glares, he felt she didn't want him to leave. An invisible anchor latched him on to her side, and he knew he couldn't leave her either.
If he left her side there would be no one for her to expect
8059 "Optimist"Treningi były nieodłączną częścią życia Yamamoto. Bywało tak, że większość dnia spędzał na boisku lub a hali sportowej, oczywiście jeśli przypadkowo Reborn nie wymyślił kolejnej zwariowanej zabawy. Tego dnia jednak mały mafioso najwyraźniej postanowił odpocząć, co Takeshi przyjął z ogromną ulgą. W końcu mógł spędzić czas wraz ze swoją kochanką - kijem baseballowym o wdzięcznej nazwie Suzzy. No, sam imienia nie wymyślił, zostało raczej wyryte na drewnianej rączce przez jakiegoś ucznia, prawdopodobnie po uszy zakochanego w dziewczynie o tym imieniu. Ale tak zostało, a Suzzy okazała się być wierną fanką mimo wszystko.8059 "Optimist"5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Początkowo trenował z całą paczką- ludźmi, którzy także mieli słabość do sportu. Jednak
.Pt.Com. - Jealous.Pt.Com. - Jealous2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Look! I’ve had enough of everyone telling me that I was an idiot. Yes, I was an idiot, but you’re overdoing it.”
“I don’t know Leo. Just getting hit in the foot by Master Splinter’s staff wasn’t enough considering all that showing off you did. I’m surprised that he didn’t hit you in the head to knock out all that stupidity.”
“Why are you taking your anger out on me all of a sudden? Sure, it’s just a little while after everyone else did, but must you really have such bad timing?”
“You don’t understand my frustration, Leo.”
“No Izanami: you don’t understand my frustration.”
“Well we wouldn’t have this problem if you just listened to us about Karai sooner.”
“That’s really strong talk coming from someone who used to work with the Foot.”
“That’s not the point here, Leo.”
ALWL Bleach+Naruto 1ALWL Bleach+Naruto 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Life Worth Living
~All Too Quickly
Warning: Contains various uses of profane language, gore, and mature content.
"Itachi... you fuck-tard..." you choked out as he unsheathed your ANBU sword with one hand and in the other, held you high above the ground by the throat. You clutched his arm although you knew struggle was pointless. Looking around with bleak eyes; the battlefield was gruesome with the sky, a grim shade. Grimy, bloodstained bodies and appendages of your former comrades were scattered all about.
"Goodbye little sister." he said without a single tone of remorse.
"F**king shit-he---" -the ice cold blade pierced through sinew, blood veins, and nerve endings. And until it reached its destination, your heart, all you could feel, sense, and think was the excruciating pain.
Three Quarter BeatRavis isn't exactly sure why he is here.Three Quarter Beat5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He's standing in the middle of a spacious ballroom well, a makeshift ballroom. The building was a warehouse, but the city council had bought it three years ago and converted it into a meeting room. Right now, the huge conference tables are shoved up against one wood-paneled wall, and a blonde, tall, imposing woman with eyes like chips of ice is teaching a class of ten girls, two other guys and Ravis how to dance the waltz.
He blames Toris for this. "Ballroom dancing will be fun!" his brother had insisted, shoving the neon blue flyer advertising Miss Louise's Beginner's Ballroom course into his hands. "You'll have fun, maybe meet a girl..."
"Felka talked you into this, didn't she." Ravis didn't even need to see his brother's face to know that he was looking sheepish.
Toris had smiled apologetically, green eyes warm with affection. "Yep. And if you don't go, I'll probably be the only guy there. Please come share my misery with me?" His smil
Super Smash Bros. Melee 2 Pt.1SUPER SMASH BROS. MELEE 2 - Chapter 1Super Smash Bros. Melee 2 Pt.17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was just above the horizon. It was early morning in the Mushroom Kingdom, and Luigi ran outside to greet Parakarry, a paratroopa with goggles and a mailbag. Parakarry passed the letter he was holding to Luigi. Its got an urgent stamp on it said Parakarry. Better read it right away. Have a nice day! with that, Parakarry flew off into the sky from whence he came.
Luigi toddled back into the big white mansion with a green L engraved on the top and opened the letter. Whats all this about then? he questioned, talking to himself. He read the letter, strangely, out loud.
Dear Luigi... Mario. Ugh. Ahem, you have been chosen to take part in the... second Super Smash Bros. tournament? Mama mia, that was years ago... &
Jack Frost by KirstenOnce upon a time, there was a sexy snowball hunk of ice named Jack Frost.Jack Frost by Kirsten2 years ago in Humor More Like This
He was so sexy, that every woman in the world would sell their soul just to get a hug from him~
One day, Mr. Sexy Snowman decided to pay back all the women who wanted to hug him and he became a male stripper.
Noses were bleeding like fountains from both genders and Jack Frost made a heck of a lot of money.
World peace was achieved and all was happy forever.
KokleSome instruments produce a melody that rings true when paired with another. Latvia prefers to think of himself as an instrument that sings best when it sings alone. Maybe this stems from his desire to be independent, his disgust at always tailing behind someone for his endless existence. He isn't sure where it comes from, but it's there, and he finds it refreshing because now he doesn't need to follow behind someone.Kokle4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The kokle is bulky, and it rests awkwardly, heavily, as he tries to shift it to the proper position. His sheet music is stacked haphazardly, weighed down with a root and dirt covered rock so the brisk breeze does not entice the sheets into following it into the cloud-covered sky. The gentle wind is breathing on his fingers, stiffening them, making them refuse his orders to bend so he may play. The bare branches of the dying pine tree he leans against clack together; skeletal hands clapping for the songs he has yet to strum. The frigid cold is not good for his kok
Where There's SmokeWhere There's Smoke2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
September 22, 2013
-So, Emily Jameson.
-Oh, you know my name. Good for you; this is a bang up job you guys are doing here.
-Thank you. We take pride in our work.
-I'm sure you do.
-Do you know why you're here, Miss Jameson?
-I'll go out on a limb and say you don't want me for my looks.
-That's quite a sense of humor you have there, Miss Jameson. Keep that up and we might have to do something about it.
-Goodness me, was that a threat? I'm so frightened! Look, I'm shaking.
-Sarcasm will get you nowhere with us, Miss Jameson.
-Sorry. It's my body's natural defense against stupidity.
-Why don't you tell me about your friends?
- I don't have friends.
-Colleagues, then. The people you were with before we found you.
-Hmm people. I don't seem to recall being around anyone before you kidnapped me.
-You make it sound so crass, Miss Jameson; but if we are going to go down this path we have ways to make you talk.
-Oh. Well, if we're going down that road, can I at least have
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
No Defined Line -- Chapter 1Prologue:No Defined Line -- Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sir Meta Knight! said Meta, knocking on the door of his mentor. The meta answered it shortly after. Is something wrong, Meta? he asked. No, theres nothing wrong, replied Meta, But theres another meta here looking for you! Who is it? asked Meta Knight. I think he said his name was Meta Axe, said Meta. Meta Axe said Meta Knight. He walked off. Its been a very long time since I heard that name, he said. Meta ran after him.
Sir Meta Knight, you wanna explain to me who this guy is? asked Meta. It shouldnt be a problem, said Meta Knight, My memory isnt failing me
Chapter 1: 625
It all began a long time ago. You remember the tale of my past. Well, I had always wondered how everything wouldve turned out for me if I had joined Nightmare shortly after transforming. Meta Axe was that exampl
Searching, Sucker Punch"Grandma Sweet Pea, could you help me with the thread? I'm scared the needle might prick me..."Searching, Sucker Punch3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The elderly woman turned to look at her youngest granddaughter, smiled and took the needle and thread from the child.
"Of course, Louise, but this time, please watch me as I sew it. That way you can learn."
It had been fifty years since she escaped from the Lennox House. She was almost turning seventy, and she was helping with the the wedding of one of her elder granddaughters. So many years had passed. As she closed her eyes, she could already see a younger version of herself in 1961.
Long hours were spent traveling on the bus, trying to get back to her hometown. She finally located where her parents were currently living. It was no surprise they didn't want their daughters anymore. But Sweet Pea had a promise to keep. The words echoed in her mind as she remembered Rocket's dying breath.
"Tell mom that I love her..."
She told those words to their mother... and behind the
Fever --- BleachRenji? The sound of bare feet padding against the dirt of the alley floor approaches behind him. Its Daisuke, whose name is funny because hes the smallest of the four boys.Fever --- Bleach8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hm? He doesnt bother looking behind him, his attention still focused on the apple seller, a stingy man with stringy hair. He has been the victim of this mangy little pack one too many times; his eyes never stray from his wares, and the cucumber seller seems to have joined in the act.
I think theres something wrong with the girl, Daisuke says. Theres a little quaver to his voice, but there often is. Daisuke is tiny and perpetually nervous, the victim of one too many bullies and perverts because of his size.
Like what? Renji asks. Still he watches the apple seller. Hunger gnaws at his belly, and he knows at least Rukia must feel the same by now. They never seem to be able to eat enough. And she has a name, dummy.
I tried to
Her Lost World --- BleachRukia knows him for all of her life, or almost all, since she was six years old and barefoot in the baking sun. For all but a few years, they are together every minute of every day. They breathe and sleep and eat and bleed together.Her Lost World --- Bleach8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She meets him five times before she understands.
The first time they meet, she plants her foot in the crotch of the apple seller and helps Renji and his friends make off with their sweet, red spoils. He tries to drown her in the river; she tries to make him eat bugs. They scream at each other and call each other names and sleep in a contented huddle, their bellies full of stolen rice. He is a boy with brown eyes that never stop laughing. He is a devil and a bully that can hold her upside-down by one ankle, who tickles her until she can't breathe and is in danger of peeing herself.
(He is always there.)
The second time they meet, they are fumbling through school in their new uniforms. She slaps his hands when he straightens the collar of her kimono. She taun
SCRAPS: A Brawl fanfictionScrap:SCRAPS: A Brawl fanfiction7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: A unique mist; and a unique misfortune:
Loud cheers erupted across the land, balloons gracefully bobbed across the pastel skies. Thousands of creatures jumped for joy; parading across the bridge connecting to the magnificent Mushroom Kingdom, all it's towers draped with ribbons and the like. A large symphony was being played from a marching band of Toads, all garbed in bright red and blue in honor of their Kingdoms' hero. And on the top floor of the castle, a duo stood before them, on one side was Princess Peach, a blonde nineteen year old member of royalty, and apparently the ruler of the kingdom. Next to her stood the most celebrated hero of the time, notably wearing a red T-shirt and a casual pair of overalls, with a sturdy metal belt, was Mario, an epic warrior and hero complimented by his astounding courage and physical prowess, he was carrying a FLUDD on his back; a FLUDD is a machine set up as a nozzle upon his back, used to send intensely high-pres
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
Calling YouThere's something that I can't quite explainCalling You8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'm so in love with you
You'll never take that away
"Bella " I smiled and raised my hand to her face, brushing her cheek. She smiled and closed her eyes, her hand covering mine.
"Edward " She whispered. I loved the way she said my name, so beautifully, so perfectly it flowed from her lips smoothly. It was as if she was saying the name of an angel instead of one that belongs to a monster such as me. I wonder if she knew how wonderful she made everything, but more importantly, how much I loved her.
"I love you, Isabella." I said, pronouncing her full name. I leaned in close to her, my face inches away from her own. Her eyes fluttered open and looked at me. Her blush warmed her cheeks and her heart beat erratically.
"I love you, too, Edward." She said, "Always."
"Always and forever, Bella, always and forever." I said, smiling before I kissed her.
And if I said a hundred times before
Expect a thousand more
You never take that away