Killing loneliness with you"You think it's funny, Potter?" Draco Malfoy's voice sneered across the room. Harry shook his head, desperately trying not to laugh. They were stuck in this room for only several hours now, and already Draco Malfoy had gone completely crazy it seemed. He tried every spell to get the door to open, but it was deadlocked. Draco's last attempt was trying to smash the door open, not even with magic anymore, but just by throwing chairs to the door.Killing loneliness with you3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I guess we just have to accept the fact that we're stuck here Malfoy, at least until someone comes and finds us. And believe me, I find being stuck here with you, just as delightful as you." Harry replied sarcastically.
"I will not just sit and wait, Potter!" Draco sneered back, yet again failing at an attempt at breaking the door open with a chair. Harry shrugged his shoulders and sat down with his back against the wall. If he was stuck here with Malfoy, he could at least use the opportunity to make fun of him.
"Argh!" Draco screamed out in agon
Shadows of Love 1Shadows of Love 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ones we love can hurt us the most
Lily was sitting in the common room on a couch in front of the fireplace. She was reading Hogwarts, A History for her next History of Magic lesson. She tried to concentrate on the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, but it wasn't that easy, as a loud applause and screaming started in the common room. Lily turned her head.
James Potter came down the stairs. There was a white little lily between his teeth. Lily rolled her eyes and returned to her book. After a few minutes, James stopped next to the couch. He stared at the girl without saying a word. Lily sighed angrily and glanced at him impatiently.
Lily's look changed from upset to shocked while James unbuttoned his shirt. He unfolded it, sticking his chest out. There was a writing on his skin with red ink under his tie, which read: 'WANNA DATE?'
James smiled with the flower in his mouth and looked questioningly at Lily.
"No." she said concisely.
Lily stood up with her book in her hand. She he
Young Justice-Coming Home-CompleteYoung Justice: Coming Home-Complete-Young Justice-Coming Home-Complete2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Something is wrong." Batman's gravely voice alerted the mentors of the team that he had entered the meeting room after they had returned from their mission.
"What is wrong Batman?" Martian Manhunter inquired.
"I can not reach the Cave or Robin. The Zeta tubes are down and Red Tornado is not responding." Batman reported and the present mentor's eyes widened suddenly on their feet completely alert.
"Fix those tubes! We need to get there now!" Black Canary ordered going into 'panicked mother mode' she look over to see both John and Batman already working on the program for the Zeta tubes in their own parental modes.
"They are working on our end, they are unresponsive on the Cave's end. We will have to beam to the nearest one and proceed from there." Batman reported and the league rushed to the Zeta Tubes, Superman was the last to go in.
"Recognized. Batman. Martian Manhunter. Green Arrow. Black Canary. Aquaman. Flash. Superman." The female voice rang
The Fangirls Must DieDraco Malfoy sat down at the muggle contraption, "Harry? Why have you brought me here?"The Fangirls Must Die4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harry just rolled his eyes, "Draco, I told you already! There are muggles out there who bought J.K. Rowling's books and they have a sick sense of humor!"
"So you've brought me to a muggle library?" Draco raised a skeptical eyebrow at the books around him. He hated books.
"This is the only place I could get a computer. Now, hush up!" Harry started hitting keys and a website popped up, "This is called fanfiction. Where muggle fangirls post stories about people at Hogwarts pairing up and they get super graphic! There's everything from Hermoine and you," Draco snorted disgustedly, "To Ron and Luna, to YOU AND ME!"
Draco jumped out of his chair and pointed his wand at the computer, "You will die you blasted muggle machine!"
Harry pulled Draco back into his seat, "Shut up, you moron, you can't just blow up the computer and expect the stories to go away! They're on the internet and they'll be there forever
Trinity RoseAs a teenager, he was the artist who painted sunsets just to see them bleed their light through acrylics, dandelions beheaded in the frost to prove that you don't need hands to come out of the world scathed. He created beautiful women with their hair over their eyes and their tummies sucked in and rose vine tattoos sneaking up their thighs only because he wanted to show how you become tainted.Trinity Rose5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His theory: you look as helpless and fragile as possible and then you open all the windows and the doors and a violent man walks in, or a vengeful wind.
That came from a sixteen-year-old mind high on hormones and a lack of experience.
That came from a young boy who believed you had to feign tragedy to be a good artist.
The older he became, the blinder he let his paintings become, perhaps literally. The only places he'd ever looked were up to the sky and down to his canvas. No elderly couple, no schoolchildren ever stumbled out of the light he stroked excessively between shadows. Their eyes always
Queer Eye For The(mostly) Straight Guy Chp 5They pile out of the apartment with Gabriel shouting about searching for Dean's porn collection and not so subtly suggesting that he expects to find something homosexual in it.Queer Eye For The(mostly) Straight Guy Chp 52 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Castiel watches Dean tense and prepares to step in, but Dean continues walking so Castiel simply glares reprovingly at Gabriel before closing the door. He can hear muffled snickers from behind the wood.
Balthazar and Lucifer practically bound down the hall and out the door, while Dean walks on at a more sedate, yet determined pace.
Castiel follows closely beside him, finding that he immensely enjoys the simple sensation of walking near him. It's strange for Castiel to be so fond of someone that he's only just met, but he tries not to linger on it in his thoughts.
When the reach the car Balthazar opens the back door and bows with a flourish of his hand, saying "Your carriage awaits you..." while Lucifer snickers from his place in the front seat.
Dean flips him off before climbing in and Castiel hides a small smil
Awesomeness Ch. 1"I am soo bored! Hanging out here is so not awesome!" Gilburt said sitting up side down in his brother's chair. He was alone in the big house since his little brother went to stay at Feliciano's house for the week. "Stupid Ludwig leaving the awesome me here alone." He sat up side down in the chair frowning until he heard a knock at the door. "'Bout time someone came to visit the awesome me!" Gilburt ran to the door and opened it surprising Francis.Awesomeness Ch. 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
" Jezz Gilburt! You trying to give me a heart attack?!" Francis said trying to calm himself.
"Oh. Francis it's just you . What do you want?" Gilburt, more or less, greeted his old friend.
"I came over to see how you were doing and to hang out with mon amie."
"Fine I guess you can stay for a bit, come in," Gilburt walked back into the house Francis followed, closing the door behind him.
"So where is my little brother Feliciano? I thought he came over quite a bit," Francis asked.
"He usually does, but today Ludwig decided to go stay with
APH - 101 ThingsThe following are the things that I, Thailand, will remember.APH - 101 Things5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1) I will not come to the meeting dressed up as a woman.
2) - even if it makes Hungary happy.
3) - saying Poland also does it is not a good excuse.
4) I will not splash people with water.
5) - They do not celebrate Songkran.
6) - It only makes them wet.
7) - And mad.
8) I will not punch people when they say "Thai? You mean Taiwan?"
9) - Its not polite.
10) I will not show of my Muay Thai skills.
11) - or demonstrate it on people.
12) - especially when they say all Asian martial arts are the same.
13) - Muay Thai is different.
14) I will not give spicy Thai food to people.
15) - Even though they're not really spicy.
16) - To me at least.
17) - Nor I will enjoy seeing them writhe in pain.
18) - Or take away all the available water sources.
19) - Its only amusing to me.
20) I will not become one with Russia.
21) - EVER.
22) I will not bring up the fact that I was the only Southeastern nation that was not colonized.
23) - It wou
A Morning with the Marauders"POTTER, GET OUT OF BED OR I'LL DRAG YOU OUT BY YOUR STUPID HAIR!"A Morning with the Marauders4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sirius was not a morning person.
"TOUCH MY HAIR AND I'LL SEND YOU TO THE GREAT HALL WITH YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!"
James loved mornings. As long as they were spent in bed, of course.
"COME ON THEN, YOU SPECCY GIT, HAVE A GO!"
"GLADLY, IF I WEREN'T AT RISK OF FLEAS!"
"I'LL SHOVE YOUR BLOODY ANTLERS UP YOUR ARSE!"
Remus and Peter were once impartial, but had acquired particular disdain for mornings after not experiencing a quiet one in six years.
"Sirius, put your wand down, you've already got a week of detentions from Saturday." Remus warned as he adjusted his tie.
Sirius begrudgingly replaced his wand in his pocket, grinning nostalgically at memories of his most recent drunken escapade.
"James, he's right," Remus continued with his self assigned mediating position, "We're already late for breakfast."
"It's Monday," James's voice was muffled from the blanket he'd pulled over his head, "The teachers expect me to be la
Teen Fire and Frost vs Slaver Sorority girlsKara and Tara Bishop AKA Teen Fire and Frost were investigating several disappearances at the state university campus: many freshman girls had gone missing since the beginning of the school year, prompting the super heroines to investigate. The investigation revealed that all of the missing girls had recently pledged the same sorority. Tri Kappa was known to be the most difficult sorority to pledge, their members were the richest and the most beautiful girls on campus. The red and white wonders decided to sneak in to their castle-like sorority house and snoop around.Teen Fire and Frost vs Slaver Sorority girls2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As they approached, Kara stared in awe at the massive structure. “Wow,” she whispered to Tara. “This is a sorority house? It’s huge; a person could get lost in there for days! How are we going to find what we're looking for?
“Most of the secret stuff always happens in the basement,” Tara whispered back. “We'll start there.”
The teen heroines found an open door and made their
Cold Coffee and No BoundariesCold Coffee and No Boundaries4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cold Coffee and No Boundaries
this story is litteraly and RP translated to fit a sort of Fanfiction format please excuse any 'Typos' as they may or may nor have been there on purpose please enjoy
Summery: Denmark tries multiple times to be invited into Norways house which often leads to him breaking in and things happen
Warning: Contains DenNor, slight randomness, a shower scene of sorts, confessions, pure fluff, puking and of course cliffhangers
Note: the part about the confessions, recently as I have been RPing the start this pairing I have had Denmark breaking down due to the way Norway usually treats him and decides that if he'
American Body Alabama -American Body4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Arizona - Bum
California - Right Arm
Florida - ... We all know this one!
A Rosy Fairy tale Prt 1- FrUkDisclaimer: I don't own Hetalia except the fanfic's plot.XD~♥A Rosy Fairy tale Prt 1- FrUk4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Shounen ai, tragic, sort of Fairy tail era, slightly comedy.
Anime: Hetalia Axis Powers
Pairing: FrUk (France and England)
Fairy tales. A short narrative that typically features non existent creatures,Damsels in distress, Prince charming as the protagonist, Witches and wizards as antagonists, Dragons and horses, castles and kingdoms, happily ever after. Yep, you heard me right. Every fairy tale has it's beautiful, tear jerking ending. The usual routine of the story is to announce the chosen one, meet your own enemy, defeat that enemy, save your only true love, marry your only true love, live happily ever after with your only true love.
the center of all fairy tales..well..not most of it.
They are perfect for all ages and is also used for making a loud brat to fall asleep. They say when you have a fairy tale life, your story would sure be a happy ending, so happy that would make you
Simon, The Gurren Lantern 1Simon, The Gurren LanternSimon, The Gurren Lantern 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That's the Way of Simon the Digger
"My drill is the drill THAT CREATES THE HEAVENS!"
Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann rushed to strike the Anti-Spiral mecha, and the two clashing caused a massive explosion that drove the two combatants back. From the damaged Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann launched Super Galaxy Gurren Lagann, ready to strike. The Anti-Spiral mech launched tendrils to stop Super Galaxy Gurren Lagann, but Arc Gurren Lagann went forward from inside the great mech. More tendrils came at Arc Gurren Lagann, and it launched Gurren Lagann to continue the fight. Still more tendril's came to stop Gurren Lagann, but the might of the human race would not be stopped.
"Simon!" shouted Viral as he ripped Lagann off Gurren and threw it at the Anti-Spiral, "Go!"
The Anti-Spiral race's representation launched it's own tendrils at Lagann, tearing off it's arms and legs, but Lagann barreled forward with more drive, not stopping for anything.
Llamas with Hats Human AdaptedLlamas with Hats Human Adapted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Carl, there's a dead human in our house!"
My best friend-and roommate-Carl, was in the kitchen, doing the dishes, which was odd, because Carl never did the chores.
He shuffled over and poked the dead body with his foot. "Oh...hey...how did he get here?" Blood was pooling on the floor, from multiple stab wounds in the dead man's chest.
His lying tone was obvious. I stared at him, alarmed. "Carl, what did you DO?!"
He waved a hand nonchalantly. "Me? I didn't do this."
"Explain what happened, Carl!" I said angrily. These kinds of things seemed to happen whenever I went out...
"I've never seen him before in my life!" Carl protested.
"Why did you kill this person, Carl?!"
"I do not kill people. That is..." he couldn't help glancing back towards the kitchen. "That is my LEAST favorite thing to do."
I sighed. "Carl, tell me exactly what you were doing before I got home."
He frowned and shifted
Twins"TWINS?!"Twins4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The shout disturbed birds within a mile radius, sending them fleeing for the sky in fear of their lives. Elves stopped in their work, looking up and whispering together, questioning the source of the noise.
Some, however, didn't need to question the source of the shout, because the source found them instead.
"Maitimo," a large, familiar hand landed on his shoulder.
Maitimo looked back questioningly at his Atto. "What, Atto? Are you alright? You look slightly...shaken."
Fëanáro gazed at him with an unusual fire in his eyes, and gripped his shoulders painfully tight. "Twins, Maitimo," he said with deadly seriousness.
Maitimo frowned at him, puzzled. "What about them?"
"Twins. Twins. Twins."
"Atto, I can't help you if you won't explain what's wrong."
"Twins are what is wrong!" Fëanáro shouted, throwing his hands up. "Twins!"
Maitimo worried his lip. Obviously something was troubling his Atto, causing him to act strangely. Luckily, at that moment Macalaur
Partner in Time 3The adrenaline rush Pepper had been experiencing died as she unlocked the door to her condo and entered. The last rushing of blood in her ears slowed and she could feel her heart beats slowing to normal. She didn't bother turning on the lights before she flopped down onto the couch and kicked off her heels.Partner in Time 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Shouldn't have expected it to last." She murmured. It didn't make the ache in her heart feel any better. Tony had .well, what had he done? Lied? Cheated? Went behind her back? They hadn't really discussed much after their rooftop kiss. It had been, in Tony's words, a 'semi-stable' relationship. Yet she felt appalled.
Pepper shook her head. She wasn't one to ignore what was really on her mind, like Tony did, regardless of its nature. It was true, she was only mildly surprised that they didn't last. Her real beef with the situation wasn't that he did what he did but how. With a man. It wasn't that she disapproved of the idea of men together, she just wondered why had he led her
The PaintingThe workshop was the largest room in the cottage. It had never been intended that way, it just sort of happened. Under the paint splattered dust sheets a careful observer would be able to make out an old settee and a comfortable armchair long since used, its owner content to stand, brush in hand, conscientiously applying paint to a hand-stretched canvas.The Painting9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As artists went, he was quite a good one. Not the kind who has his every work displayed in famous galleries around the globe, needing only to sneeze on a canvas to achieve critical acclaim, but he had a good eye none the less. His style and techniques were mostly old, hinting at a classical training, although if studied closely the brushstrokes spoke more of feeling than of technique.
Over the years he had painted many scenes. Landscapes, portraits, still life, but none had really touched him in the way he wanted. Always there was something missing from the pictures. He would stare at the finished piece, trying to fathom the mysteries
and now - today i waited and waited and waited, and you never said anything beautiful at all.and now -5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
 today i clicked 'i'm feeling lucky' on google. the screen went blank except for two words - are you?
 today i saw a man planting daffodils beside the highway. i asked why. he told me yellow was the color of happiness.
 today an old woman patted my cheek with a wrinkly hand and told me everything was going to be all right, after all.
 today a boy i see everyday on the ten-fifteen bus to central station told me i had beautiful eyes.
 today i wrote 'i love you' in twentysix languages, each somewhere in the city. i didn't want to exclude anyone.
 today i fell down the stairs. I scraped my knee, but i was okay.
 today when i
CoralSwinging hips, but he never noticed how those hips rose up on the scaly body of a fish. He first saw her, many years ago, as a young man of twenty. She had admired the way his pelvis turned as much as he had admired hers. They watched, mesmerized, as they danced together and followed every movement of those curious bones. Though he had legs, she always rivaled him in brilliance as she fell backward like a wave, roaring back up with a splash of foam and the wet whip of dark tangled hair that resounded off of her bare shoulders. He blinked, hesitating only a moment as the salt water irritated his eyes .He loved her, but they shared no language. He could not tell her and she could not understand. All they had was the dance.Coral9 years ago in Erotic More Like This
Shallow water, rocky coves, soft sand still wetted by the tide. He always was on the edge, the one having to compromise for his strange movements with the two legs. She watched, watched the way his muscles gathered and sprung differently from her single body, coiled an
Elf vs. Orc 8Celadon woke up in the elf's arms.Elf vs. Orc 89 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
This sounded a lot more romantic than it actually was.
For one thing, learning to sleep in proximity to another person is an acquired skill. You learn what to do with the arm that always seems to get stuck between you and where to put your feet and whether they mind having a leg draped over theirs and who can use whose arm as a pillow without nerve damage or a sore neck. Then there's the whole complex negotiation of blanket treaties and sheets and who gets what and who needs layers and who has to stick their feet out.
Without acquiring these vital habits, you wake up pretty much like Celadon—stiff, sore, with a knee wedged into your ribs and blankets tangled around both of them like sleeping anacondas.
While it's traditional when parties of the opposite sex find themselves entangled for someone's hands to be in an embarrassing position, that actually wasn't the case. She was pretty much in the elf's lap, where one of his knees was up and digging into
A Spell Gone Right! (Story)A Spell Gone Right! (Story)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Spell Gone Right
Ella wasn't your average 19-year-old. In fact, she was a witch! Of course in a world full of witches and wizards this wasn’t all that uncommon. Though, Ella herself was still only a witch-in-training; she had to pass her exams before she became a full-fledged witch, and with Halloween coming up, she was very busy studying. Halloween was the end of the semester at her wizardry college, and the date was approaching much faster than Ella wished.
"Damn it! It just won't work!" She cried, slamming the dusty old book closed with a groan. She had been studying for hours, and not one of the spells she had been laboriously trying to learn actually worked. Well, except lumeria, which was supposed to make the lights turn on and off. That had made her lamp explode in a flash of light, which was close enough that she counted it as a win.
"I'm going to fail for sure." She huffed, leaning back in the rickety old chair and crossing her legs. Ella wasn't the prettiest girl in s
OneFour-year-old Prosper looked wide-eyed around the waiting room, nervous in spite of himself. His father had urged him to go play with the various toys scattered around the floor in the children's section, but he had refused to let go of his father's hand long enough to do so. Despite his father's assurances, Prosper's eyes were tearing up, and when his father tried baiting him into a game with the large lego blocks, he scooted down onto the floor and began halfheartedly putting together an shapeless lump of legos. After a few minutes of this, though, he toddled back to his father and tugged on his shirt. Without pausing, his father reached down and scooped Prosper up, knowing from previous experiences what Prosper had wanted.One5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't be so scared, Pros," his father said, chuckling softly at Prosper's tight clutch on his shirt, "we're just here to pick up Mummy and your new baby sister, there's nothing to cry about."
He reached up and wiped away a couple of tears that had slid down Prosp