Stop Ignoring Me!A/N: Remus and Sirius slash. Don't like? Don't read.Stop Ignoring Me!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're acting like a child!"
Remus rolled his eyes and continued on his way out of the Gryffindor common room, not looking back at the other teen who was calling out his name.
With a huff, Sirius sat back down in his seat on the couch right beside James who was trying his hardest to hide his smirk. "How long's it been?" he asked while managing to sound nonchalant.
"3 days," Sirius mumbled, slouching more in his seat as he crossed his arms over his chest as he pouted. It had been an accident, it really had, but Remus still blamed Sirius for his essay being ruined by his tea. It wasn't Sirius's fault that the drink had been resting on a small stack of books by said essay and that he'd accidentally on purpose bumped into the table to get Remus's attention which caused the cup to topple over. "He's never ignored me this long before."
"Have you tried apologizing?" Peter suggested, not looking up from the Muggle m
Draco the IncompetentPairing: Harry Potter/Draco MalfoyDraco the Incompetent3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: a mild T
If the story seems familiar, it's because it has been made into a comic-- info below.
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling, and I just play around in it for fun
"Don't be silly, Draco. No one is staring at you. Come along."
Pansy was just flat-out lying to him. As he followed her into the clerical department of the Ministry, absolutely everyone stared at Draco. Several middle-age ladies exchanged significant looks. As he passed them, he could hear them whisper: "A pity, isn't it? Such a promising young man. Did 'outstanding' in most of his OWLs. Something terrible happened to him in the war, though. A shame, such a handsome boy unmarriageable."
Pansy led him through the desks and to a small office. A sixtyish woman looked up from her work. "Ah, here he is, our new errand boy. How are you today, Draco?" she said in the sort of voice one used for dogs and small childr
Bruce's Raging Cold [Bruce, Dick]"I'm going out on patrol," Batman growls.Bruce's Raging Cold [Bruce, Dick]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The intended effect of Robin cowering in fear is lost as his words are punctuated by a coughing fit. (Never mind that Robin never actually cowers at anything Batman says. Sickness allows Bruce a measure of plausible deniability, if nothing else.)
"That's quite a cough you've got there, big guy." Dick's indulgent grin would be more appropriate as bestowed by guardian to ward rather than the reverse, not that Bruce ever smiles at anyone indulgently. "I bet Penguin's goons will be terrified."
"Indeed, Master Dick." Note to self: find a new, non-treacherous butler. One that won't ply him with herbal tonics that look like liquified death. Before that, however
"It's not too late for me to send you back to the circus, chum," Bruce threatens, downing the vile concoction in one go. He'd swear on the Batmobile that Alfred deliberately makes it taste that unpleasant.
Dick's eyes widen too much for it to be anything nearing a serious expressi
Fish [Bruce, bb!Dick, Damian]"This is ridiculous," Damian announces, as he tosses a pack of diapers into the shopping cart.Fish [Bruce, bb!Dick, Damian]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fish," says Dick, pointing. Bruce turns to see a stuffed clownfish, still attached to a price tag and apparently abandoned amongst the plethora of diapers.
Bruce takes it down and hands it to him. This nets him a bright smile, and
The first time Dick said this, earlier that day, Bruce thought it was referring to him. Considering he was wearing the Batsuit at the time, it was more than a little surreal. Mommy is a definite first as far as names the Batman has been called go.
"Mommy's not here, Dick." Bruce tries for a gentle tone, adding a pat on the little head for good measure.
It isn't enough, though: Dick frowns, and puts his hands up, clearly asking to be taken out of the cart. Perhaps it's better not to indulge him, but Bruce does so, anyway. Dick at this age is terribly small, fitting easily into Bruce's big, clumsy arms.
"We need a feeding b
SummitSummit2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Notes: Yes, I admit it: I stole the opening scene from Batman: Under the Red Hood. I also freely admit that the second scene has been transcribed and altered from the YJ Season 2 Episode: Summit. Thirdly, this story is the continuation of the Depths AU. In fact, it picks up less than 20 hours after the end of "Event Horizon". I suggest you read "Depths" then "Event Horizon" or none of this is going to make a lick of sense. Just FYI.
Thank you to the lovely, wonderful, patient Fiona who's been helping me through my writers block and telling me when my writing is crap. This update wasn't possible without her. Thanks Fiona!
The rest of you, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still not mine folks.
JUNE 21, 22:35 EDT
The cavern was dark and silent when the elevator from the manor opened and Alfred stepped out with a small tray of sandwiches and coffee in his hands. He paused for a moment, allowing his eyes
My Father's EyesMy Father's Eyes2 years ago in Drama More Like This
My Father's Eyes
I watched him fall…
I always watched them, even when my mother insisted I was too young to participate. It was heart thrilling, seeing them fly about one another as if it were as easy and natural as breathing. They were stunning to watch!
He was the catcher. The first to step off the platform and fly in the slender bar stories above the netless ground. He was the strongest, the oldest, the one trusted to be there when the others released and left their very lives in his hands.
He was always there.
For her, for them, for me.
Always for me.
And so he was who I always watched when I wasn't flying.
And it was why, that night, I watched him fall.
I saw it in his eyes first. The rich chocolate eyes that were alight with love and joy as he did what he did best. He felt the wires buck, lifted his eyes to a spot above my head and I followed that gaze. I saw the moment when he saw and recognized the fate that would not be his alone.
He looked aw
Water Park Fun +Draco/Harry+The heat was horrible and hot. Terribly hot but that was just Draco whining because despite what he thought, muggles had their ways of getting cool and the biggest was a water park.Water Park Fun +Draco/Harry+3 years ago in Humor More Like This
That's where he was with Potter, his husband for the past six years, as well as the young boy that was created from their DNA named Jeremy. Oh, and of course the Weasleys with their kids. Draco wasn't too happy about that because, one, they were Weasleys and two, they were loud, and three, they were Weasleys!
"I wanna go on the red one!"
"Yellow one, yellow one!"
"Mom, I need to go potty."
Jeremy however, wasn't as loud as them. He was well behaved and very smart. Too smart at times that it made Draco feel awkward at times when he couldn't answer his many questions. Jeremy was observant and looked around but when he saw just how big the slides were, he gripped his fathers' hands.
"Which one do you want to go first, J
Steve x Tony: DreamStony DreamSteve x Tony: Dream3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve dashed over to Tony. No. No, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen, Tony wasn't supposed to be dead! His hand frantically wavered over the armor, then he leaned down to see if the other male was breathing. When Steve realized that he wasn't, he went into a panic. Then, Hulk suddenly roared, shocking both Steve and Thor, and Tony woke up with a jolt. Steve visually relaxed at the sight of Tony being .well, alive. "Whoa, what the hell." Tony said, breathless. "What just happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me." he said. "We won." Steve told him. Tony's eyes darted over to Steve. "Well there is one exception. To the kissing thing." he said with a wink over to Steve. Steve blinked, and his face went a bit red. Wait, was Tony talking about him? No, he couldn't be. Steve's questioning thoughts were interrupted by Tony saying. "Oh yeah! That's great guys!" he said. Steve smiled slightly. 'I think .I'm in love with this man' he thought to himself. "We s
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
Acceptance Dear Dad,Acceptance3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm writing because I've got something to confess. Well, it's not so much a confession as a statement, because it's not something I regret. Even if it's something you do.
I've finally got a girlfriend; she's great and I care about her a lot. She's smart and she's nice and she's beautiful. And I don't care if you don't approve, because I love her.
It's Rose Weasley.
I'm sorry if I disappointed you, Dad. I'm done with trying to live my life by your rules, but I'm sorry if this upsets you.
I didn't really want to go into Slytherin, you know. The Hat was considering Ravenclaw, but chose Slytherin. I didn't argue, but I wanted to. I didn't because I knew you wanted me to be Sorted into Slytherin.
I regret it.
This won't be another choice I'll live to regret. I'm not leaving Rose, even if you disown me. This is my choice.
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
Chapter 3Chapter 3Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When she got home at her new house Kendall said.
“Welcome home do you want to see your bedroom?”
Sarah got scared because she was hoping not the attics, basement or the room by the stairs.
“It not the basement is it Daddy?”
Kendall bend down.
“I promise you it not the basement.”
Sarah wheeled in and couldn’t believe her eyes it was a Cinderella themed bedroom. Kendall smiled.
“Grandma worked so hard in doing this for you. I have to add, after raising three boys she finally got her girl-a granddaughter.”
Kent came in.
“What you think Grandma did good?”
Sarah transferred herself out of the wheelchair and sat on the bed and laid back and felt comfortable for the first time.
“Much better than my old beds.”
then sat up and said.
“Grandma is the perfect fairy godmother.”
Kathy hugged Sarah and said.
“I heard that.”
Then she sat in the living room and noticed a frame
Amends They worried, he knew that.Amends3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was true that his mental state seemed to be deteriorating all the time. The joke shop had been closed for days, now. He must have lost a lot of sales.
He didn’t care.
Why should he care? What did money matter, when they were richer than they’d ever needed to be? What did the shop matter, when the only other person who had shared the dream was gone?
What did anything matter, when he was half of a whole?
Yes, they worried. They all worried. His mother most of all, of course, as all mothers did. His father, who always seemed unsure of what to do around him now. His siblings… Well, they had all felt almost the same pain he had. Almost. None of them had lost their other halves.
He didn’t know what he was thinking half the time. The other half, his thoughts were incomplete.
You see, Fred had always been there to complete them for him.
The Day Draco Got LostHarry Potter/Draco MalfoyThe Day Draco Got Lost3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling.
"I want to go by myself," Draco announced to his parents. It was his eleventh birthday, which was a very important day. He had gotten his letter from Hogwarts at breakfast, which, even though it was expected, had made him deliriously happy. Now all three Malfoys were headed to Diagon Alley, for ice cream at Fortescue's and to pick out an owl to send to Hogwarts with Draco. Lucius and Narcissa were just about to step into the drawing room fireplace when Draco got up on his tiptoes and grabbed his own handful of Floo powder.
"I suppose," his mother said. "Don't forget to speak very clearly, dear."
"I know, I know," he replied impatiently as he stepped in, carefully avoiding the andirons. "Diago-CHOO!" He was surprised by an explosive sneeze just as he threw the powder at his feet.
Dozens of rooms flashed by rapidly. Draco's trip through the Floo network ended with him
Patchouli GirlOn her front porch she had one of those little wooden step stools covered in potted flowers and various ceramic animals a frog, a squirrel, a giant ladybug. It struck me as strange, something my dead grandmother would have had on her front porch. It was definitely not the porch I had pictured as belonging to my first one night stand.Patchouli Girl5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was a step behind her as she fumbled with her keys. I had been drinking, too much. Probably. All evening I had chewed on my fingernails, hoping the Captain and coke would give me the courage to deliver the witty, flirty lines I had rehearsed in my mind all week. I'm fairly sure it didn't work.
The door was red, and I thought again of my dead grandmother the horrid crimson sweater she knitted for me one Christmas, the one I had felt obligated to wear every December until the funeral. I think everyone has a horrid crimson sweater from their grandmother.
It seemed forever to me that she fumbled with her bulky keys, laughing and shooting me fli
A Tale of Two Ums: Part 1 Argh! That James Potter! I swear he's trying to make me pitch myself off the Astronomy Tower. I hate him and I hate his stupid glasses and his stupid hair and his stupid cute smile...A Tale of Two Ums: Part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is your name Flipendo, Evans? Because you knock me off my feet."
"Your smile is like Lumos; it really lights up a room."
"You don't need Stupefy to be stunning, Evans."
"Shut up!" I screech at him. He throws a pick up line at me every time we finish a class and it drives me up the wall.
I realise that everybody is looking at me now and I suddenly remember that I'm a Prefect. I compose myself and say quietly, "Please stop that, Potter. It's very irritating."
I walk away and try to ignore the snickers of Sirius as he teases James. "Ooh, she got you, Prongs! She's beaten you with the powers of smarts and sensibility." He spits out the words like the plague and it's all I can do to not spin around and hex him into obli
Hard Day's Night It’s been a hard day’s nightHard Day's Night2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
John dragged his feet up the stairs. He’d been called into A&E because of a huge fire that had broken out near Westminster, and because of the sheer number of casualties he’d been forced to work nigh on six hours after he’d already worked a 12-hour day at the hospital.
And I’ve been working like a dog
It wasn’t that John particularly minded working at the hospital, but he wished he’d had more than just two hours between times. He was sure that after all that time, Sherlock would’ve had something else explode in the microwave and he’d have to clean that up as well.
It’s been a hard day’s night
John finally reached the top of the staircase and stumbled into the living room to find Sherlock sitting on the sofa with a plate of toast, watching the news on the telly. Without looking up, Sherlock asked, “So how was it?” John
Queer Eye For The (mostly) Straight Guy Chp 8Castiel has always prided himself on being difficult to read. It's an advantageous skill to have within his world, especially in his line of work.Queer Eye For The (mostly) Straight Guy Chp 82 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He can easily conceal his emotions with a cool mask, a neutral expression and no one is any the wiser of his internal turmoil.
Or so he likes to think. His friends have always been different. So he is not so much surprised as exasperated when instead of greeting him Gabriel takes one look at his face and gives a low whistle "Trouble in paradise, bro?"
"Dean and I did have a disagreement, if that's what you mean." he admits after a moment, shutting the door to Dean's apartment behind him. The place is in even more chaos than when he left it, but at least there is a purpose behind it now.
New furniture is at odd angles around the room, waiting to be placed. Plastic is still spread on the floor, protecting the floor from splatters of the warm toffee toned paint currently drying on the walls.
"How can I be of assistance?" Castiel asks, before Ga
Shadows of Love 29If you’re in love, then you are the lucky oneShadows of Love 292 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lily froze. Her thoughts fell out of her head, she couldn’t think of anything but one word:
“You need to marry me”, James repeated, on a bit less commanding tone.
Lily still didn’t know what to say, so she said the first thing that came to her mind:
“No?”, James asked. He looked frightened.
“I mean…”, Lily started out with a deep sigh. “Why do you want me to marry you in the middle of the night?”
“Because… I was thinking.”
“Horrible thing, really, especially if it leads to asking people to marry you”, Lily replied automatically. She didn’t mean to be so rude, but sometimes she couldn’t help it.
James went to the couch with big footsteps. Lily followed him. James sat down and pulled Lily’s arm closer to him, so she also had to sit down.
“I was thinking about this whole th
Three Drarry FicletsRating: PGThree Drarry Ficlets4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling, and I do this just for fun.
(Prompt: Draco sees Harry giving Ginny a ring)
Draco walked jauntily down the street, his shopping basket swinging on his arm. He had all the makings for a perfect romantic dinner: oysters, champagne, and strawberries with chocolate for dipping. Draco and Harry had been dating for a couple of months now, and yesterday Harry had proposed becoming a couple. Draco, helpless before the Chosen One's good looks, had readily agreed. Harry was coming over to Draco's place tonight, and Draco was sure that Harry'd be spending the night. Draco started feeling warm all over as he imagined what else they could do with the chocolate besides dunk strawberries in it.
His eye was caught by a glimpse of Harry through the window of a fancy restaurant. Harry was sitting across from Ginny Weasley, she of the copper hair. Harry pulled a little black box out of his suit jacket and held it toward her, flipping
Undisclosed FearsWell-Woven Net, Knot 5: Undisclosed FearsUndisclosed Fears6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alessar stood at the fringe of the woods, looking back towards the group's campsite. They had had to spend more time than expected fighting the maddened Havenite cultists, and he had no desire to try to climb halfway up a mountain -- with an injured guide -- near or after nightfall. Who knew who (or what) could be waiting up there? Instead, they reluctantly decided to camp for the night, outside of Haven proper; they would make their way up to the old temple in the morning. Genitivi had chafed at the delay, until Alessar pointed out that breaking his other leg while stumbling about on a mountainside would make it very difficult indeed to study the temple at all, once they got there. The scholar finally relented and was now sleeping soundly, probably for the first time in days.
It was getting late; supper had been several hours ago, and most of the others were talking qu
Unkind CutsWell-Woven Net, Knot 2: Unkind CutsUnkind Cuts6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alessar stood in front of the campfire, arms crossed, and stared morosely into the flames. Their foray into Denerim had been dismal. He supposed he should be happy that they hadn't been caught and turned in to Teyrn Loghain for the bounty on their heads, but other than that, very little had gone well.
Not only had they not found Brother Genitivi, but it seemed that someone had tried to impersonate his apprentice, to throw any callers off of the trail of the Urn of Sacred Ashes. Bloody peculiar business, but at least they had been able to find Genitivi's research. It was going to be a long haul to the Frostbacks, looking for the little town of Haven, however; he figured they could stop at the Mages' Tower on Lake Calenhad on the way. He hoped that recruiting the help of the Circle of Magi would be a relatively simple thing, but nothing had been simple so far...
Not even reunit
Drarry fanfic Pt 2 Harry had just finished his homework when the sun began to set, and waiting for Hermione to get packed up, he played with the grass, tearing the lush blades from the ground and running them through his fingers. He toyed with the idea of trying to get them to levitate but Hermione was finished and Ron had finally given up being patient and was now pestering them to hurry up. As he stood up he saw the familiar figure of Ginny running over to him. He was happy to see Ginny but was aware of a niggling annoyance in the pit of his stomach, before he could figure out what it was Ginny had flung herself at him and was giving him a bear hug. He hugged her back and the four of them went off to the main hall. Harry tried to ignore it, but he had a funny feeling about the way Malfoy, who was in front of them, had given a beseeching and almost sad look towards him before disappearing into the building.Drarry fanfic Pt 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Over the next few weeks, both boys found themselves thinking about eac