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
Assassin's Creed II: EternityAssassin's Creed II: Eternity5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
October, 1476. Firenze. Italia.
The people's shouts filled the air with a haunting resonance. He couldn't see what stood at the center of the frenzied mass, but he didn't need to see to know. His feet carried him closer to the podium and through the clumped mass before him. It was early October, the fall season in full swing upon the Italian city-state of Firenze. And today, three men stood upon the gallows awaiting the swift hand of fate to claim their lives as prize.
"Giovanni Auditore," A voice boomed out over the indecipherable shouts of the mob. The mention of his father's name stopped Ezio dead in his tracks. His heart beat quickened as he silently joined the crowd to watch the matter at hand.
"You and your accomplices stand accused of the crime of treason. Do you have any evidence to counter this charge?"
"Yes;" His father shouted in reply. "The documents that were delivered to you last night!" That was right. Ezio himself hadn't slept a wink after he'd delivered them himself to
Late Night Texts 25(Group Message Sam and Dean Winchester)Late Night Texts 253 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
C: Dean. Sam. We must help the mighty Thorin Oakenshield reclaim his stolen homeland of Erebor.
D: What the hell are you talking about?
S: I meant to tell you this earlier.
S: I took him to go see the Hobbit.
D: Why would you do that?! You know he gets weird ass ideas.
C: Dean, we must go help him. He could die without us.
D: Why should I give a rat's ass?
C: He is a majestic ruler, Dean. His majesticness must be saved for future generations.
D: His what?
C: His majescticness.
D: What the hell?
S: Thorin was pretty majestic. I have to admit that.
C: Then you understand, Sam! We have to go help the Dwarves reclaim Erebor!
S: You know what, Cas, you're right. You and Dean should get ready and be on your way tonight.
D: Sam, what are you doing?
S: I'll even go find you a bow and arrow. You can match wits with Kíli.
D: Sam, what the hell are you doing?
S: I'll pack your provisions.
D: Sam, stop it.
S: I'll even call Gandalf for you.
C: Dean, Sam is g
Oh my god my dreams are being so nice to me!I had the most amazing HetaOni dream ever, well it was depressing, but a fangirl would call it amazing. I WAS IN IT!!! My dreams are starting to become nice to me!! It matches my school-Jornelle personality, becauseOh my god my dreams are being so nice to me!3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm smarter, and make more sense when I'm in school. Anyway, enough of me talking, let me tell you what happened!!!
In this scene, we're in the room where the safety room is, but we're not in the safety room, and Italy tries to explain to everyone of what has been happening ever since we got here. I get pissed off, and tell him off about the logistics.
Italy:.....and if I do die, I don't want you guys to be sad or cry for me
Me: But you die! Why shouldn't we?!
Italy: Because then I'll know you guys are safe when I die
Italy: Steve(this is when I found out I was dreaming, because no one called him Steve in the actual thing) won't hurt you guys anymore... You can all leave this place safely....
Me:*quietly so he couldn't hear me* Shut up
Italy: ....And none of y
butterflieshe thought he was in love with her on a bright september day when the leaves were as red as her hair; every time he looked at them his heart stuttered, and his mouth followed suit.butterflies5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
he was sure he was in love with her the first time he went to her house. she showed him her impressive collection of comic books. then she showed him her even more impressive collection of vintage records. then she smiled, and he forgot how to breathe.
he was almost positive he was in love with her the first time they kissed. her eyes were the color of spring and her lips tasted like sunshine and she giggled when their noses squished against each other.
he wondered whether he was really in love with her the night he proposed. she had laughed and cried and now she was snoring next to him, and he was trying to count the freckles on her nose. when he looked at the ring on her finger his heart started racing.
he knew he wasn't in love with her the day he said 'i do'. she looked too beautiful to be human, and he
Stairway To Heaven -part 2-"Daddy?!"Stairway To Heaven -part 2-8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The other's gapped as a tall man, grey haired and bearded, walked toward them from the other opening into the room. He wore huge glasses that reflected the light filling the chamber, which seemed to come from nowhere.
Unable to move from her neck down, Aelita struggled hard against her invisable bonds.
The man looked straight at her, and smiled.
"Darling, I thought I'd find you here. But who are these..." he looked around, taking in the other four struggling teens, "others?" He walked foward, and somehow seemed to walk from floor to wall with an easy the others could not find.
"Sir," Jeremie called, blushing darkly at the fact that his arms were still locked around Aelita's waist. Despite this, he knew he had to talk to this stranger. Franz Hopper seemed to continue to look at his daughter, but his smile widened. Jeremie shivered, somehow made nervous by his invisable gaze.
"You are the young genius who discovered my lab, are you not? Jeremie Belopis, is it?" He loo
Proposal"Daddy, why aren't you and Papa married?"Proposal3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was a good question, wasn't it? One answer that popped in Tony's mind was that he never though about getting married. But well, he never thought he'd be living with Captain America or that he would adopt a child. A few years ago if someone said that one day there would be a small 6 year-old boy in his garage watching him work, Tony would laugh so hard he'd probably fall into a coma.
"I don't know, Peter."
"Do you want to marry him?"
Tony stopped to think. Did he want to marry Steve? He already woke up next to him every morning, they took Peter to school together, had meals together, cleaned the house together, told bedtime stories to Peter together. A formal marriage wasn't necessary. But 'needing' and 'wanting' were different things, and Peter asked Tony if he wanted to marry Steve.
"You know, I think I do."
"Why don't you ask him?" Of course Peter would ask that, because Peter was a child and when you're a child things are that si
The Story of the Insulin FairyEveryone has an wondrous and beautiful creature living within them. This creature loves it when you eat. The more chocolate and pasta, the more ice-cream and bread, the more chips and treacle you eat the better. All these foods and others in their families have one thing in common. When they are broken down by you and me these foods have a high quantity of glucose in them.The Story of the Insulin Fairy5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Now as you and me absorb the this fundamental compound into our blood streams a magical thing happens. As we only eat seriously 3 or 4 times a day we always eat way too much of this glucose than we need at that moment. Glucose is used to fuel our cells and so is used by cells at a set rate. This rate is fairly constant and so when we eat all the glucose then we end up with a lot of it unused in our blood stream. Now this is not good as it makes the blood thick and hard to push around the body. If your blood doesn't flow then it's good night vienna.
So how do we manage to avoid this frightfully unfortunate scenario? w
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
Dragon Age: A Bard's Love 1Dragon Age: A Bard's Love 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: A Bard's Love
Game: Dragon Age Origins
characters/pairing- The Warden, Leliana, Wynne, Alistair, others
Disclaimer- DAO (c) BioWare
Dragon Age: A Bard's Love
The group had been lost within the Brecillian forest for several days, trying to find a strange herb that could only be found within the deepest depths of the forest. The forest seemed to grow on their armor now.
"Ughh what I would give to have a wonderful bath!" Leliana said as she swiveled her head from side to side trying to fix her hair. Alistair rubbed his hand over his scruffy chin, his beard beginning to annoy him at every twitch of his face.
"There has to be some source of water around here." Wynne said as she looked around, annoyed as well of the filth they had gathered from the wild. Everyone's nerves seemed to be twisted. Cogdale was silent, he had been since leaving the Dalish camp days ago. His Silverlite armor glistened green from the treetops that let what little sunlight escape thr
El rancho de Don AlejoEl rancho de Don AlejoEl rancho de Don Alejo5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
(Basado en hechos reales)
Estaba solo, inmerso en la oscuridad de la noche que invadía su vivienda, el único edificio de toda su propiedad; extensas tierras donde pastaban sus animales y llamaba como suyas. Sí, su propiedad, su patrimonio, aquello que había sacado adelante con esfuerzo y sudor.
Las horas pasaban y estaba próximo el momento decisivo, lo sabía lo ansiaba. Su temple era resistente, criado a la antigua, acérrimo cazador, el iba a luchar por lo suyo, ya que nadie más lo hacía.
Con nostalgia dio otro recorrido a su hogar, el que había trasformado en las pasadas horas para resistir los últimos momentos de su vida. Recordó cada palabra, momento, remembranza alegre depositada en su mente y en aquellas paredes. Le había dolido la forma en que les había pedido que se alejaran aquellos que siempre lo acompañaron, pero era por su propia seguridad. Ahora esta
Ella, simplemente, se sentia solaCada noche dormía abrazada a su almohada, recordaba canciones que ya no se escuchaban en la radio, pues habían quedado pasadas de moda. Retorcía mechones de pelo en el dedo para hacer tirabuzones al soltarlos, pero nunca se quedaban, tenía el cabello demasiado liso.Ella, simplemente, se sentia sola2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Cada noche miraba por su ventana, esperando que un príncipe azul entrase por ella, pero eso no iba a ocurrir, ella lo sabía, por eso la ventana siempre estaba cerrada.
Cada noche se preguntaba qué podía hacer al día siguiente que fuese mejor que el anterior, qué podía hacer para ser un poco más feliz, pero no encontraba nunca la respuesta, simplemente hacía lo que le parecía bien cuando llegaba el día siguiente.
Aunque cada día andaba por la ciudad, se sentía sola, no importaba cuanta gente la rodease. Ella, simplemente, se sentía sola.
Siempre miraba a su alrededor, pero solo encontraba cuerpos de v
God Is DeadGod Is Dead11 years ago in Humor More Like This
God's robes flapped around him as he looked over the edge and onto the street below.
"Don't do it! Don't do it!" cried the security guard behind him.
God said nothing, climbing onto the raised edge of the building. Five storeys below, people were beginning to take notice.
"Jesus Christ! Look!
"Oh my god!"
"Where's my camera?"
He turned and faced the security guard, who stopped walking and gazed upon the face of God. He'd been crying.
"But... why? You've got so much to live for..."
God gave a wan smile. "So have all of you."
He spread his arms wide, closed his eyes and breathed a deep sigh, falling back and off the building.
* * *
A crowd was gathering around the black, sticky mess that remained of What-Once-Was Our Lord.
"Is he dead?"
"Who is it?"
"Where's my camera?"
The bystander effect was operating at maximum efficiency, causing everyone to just stand there and looked at the mangled remains. Presently, however, a fine upstan
ShaunDes drabble meme.Rules:ShaunDes drabble meme.6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
1. We Were So Entangled- Head Like a Kite
The slap of flesh against flesh and ragged breathing from the men on the bed echoed around the room, each one too caught up in each other to speak.
2. Frustration- The Whip
"Hello, Desmond. /Go away/."
The man's scarred lips curved into a frown at that, body shifting so he could easily lean against the surface Shaun's computer rested on. There was something about the computer specialist that drew him in, made him want to irritate him further, push him further, frustrate him further.
"How about.. no."
A strange, amused grin replaced Desmond's frown when the exasperated groan lef
No VacanciesPeter felt a headache building steadily behind his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to close them for a few hours – maybe even a few days. Unfortunately, he was on duty as Supervisor and would be for the foreseeable future; his only replacement was currently vacationing in a parallel dimension after pulling a decade-long shift himself.No Vacancies1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The source of the headache seemed to lack any sympathy for him or his plight. Amazing how a soul could go from satisfied awe to spitting fury in the time it took to apologize and say, “there is no room in the Inn.”
Perhaps a joke hadn’t been the best initial course of action.
“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but there’s really nothing we can do,” he tried to explain once more, keeping his voice level. “Heaven unexpectedly ran out of housing three days ago. We have construction crews working on it, but demand is, so far, outstripping supply. There’s a waiting list a mile long and it’s gotte
MiedoMiedo4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tengo miedo de olvidarte, de que un día despertar y no encontrarte a mi lado.
Mi miedo es tan grande que temo no volver a probar una vez más el sabor de tus labios. Al cerrar mis ojos recuerdo con detalle tu rostro y veo esos hermosos ojos que me ruborizan.
Sueño con cada momento que pasamos juntos, siento tu respiración al mismo tiempo que la mía. No se que haré si tu te vas de mi lado. Tengo miedo de perder tu calor, de olvidar tu perfume, y tu rostro.
¿Olvidarte seria lo mejor? Que puedo hacer con este miedo que me invade, no me deja pensar, no me permite soñar
Algo dentro de mí me dice, que no te podre olvidar, no olvidare tu rostro, tu sonrisa, y venceré ese miedo.
The Minions' MinionThe Minions had been given a job. They would be breaking into the Tower of London to steal the crown to prove themselves to their new boss. They were in the process of being given their gadgets by their boss' husband, Herb.The Minions' Minion3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bob was given a stretch suit for reaching great heights and faraway objects. Kevin was given a lava lamp gun that fired actual lava. And Stuart was given... a hat. A green hat that more resembled a deflated beach ball than a tool of evil. But Herb explained that the hat was capable of hypnotizing any who looked at it.
All by itself, the hat began to inflate to about the size of a beach ball and a colourful spiral appeared on its face. The sudden change in weight distribution threw Stuart off balance and he found himself turning away from Herb and towards his two compatriots before stumbling forward and knocking them aside. He managed to bring himself to a stop just in front of the door as a pair of high-heeled shoes came into view just outside.
"And how are my new h
PaybackBlaire woke with a start, very alert and, for some reason, very cold. Blaire rubbed her eyes wearily and looked around the dark room, realizing after a moment that she must have forgotten to leave Prosper's apartment after he had made her come over to '"admire" his new futon. Honestly, in her opinion, it was more a ragged piece of junk than a futon, but she had to admit that it had been surprisingly comfy. Hence, the reason she had fallen asleep at Prosper's apartment.Payback5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Although, she reasoned, it would be difficult not to fall asleep while enduring a every-movie-in-my-apartment marathon that Prosper had suggested- so that they could fully appreciate the futon, apparently. Glancing around her once more, she noticed why she was so cold, and, eyes narrowing dangerously, focused on the sleepily sprawled out man by her side.
Normally she didn't mind falling asleep with Prosper- despite being leaner than most, he was surprisingly easy to use as a pillow- but there was one thing about him that
The Outsider on The Abbey of the Everyman You know the overseers do have a reason for their irrational disdain and fear of anything with an allusion to me. Even if they themselves have long forgotten what that reason is. Their very existence and the foundation of the Abbey would not be, if it were not for the reason they have forgot. Many refute my existence, and the power of the runes, charms, and symbols. Yet, anyone who has held them can feel the void, and its power being channeled through these conduits. You yourself know this. If they really believed these things were unsubstantiated superstition, then why do they persecute the people who carry the charms? The abbey is older than Dunwall. When a large group converges they by nature descend on the few with unachievable abilities. When there were no more witches to burn, the church has kept all beneath from rising above it. Now they sway the affluent and control the masses.The Outsider on The Abbey of the Everyman3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They may have forgotten the reason, but they remember
La luna y el ReyLa luna y el Rey11 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Hace mucho tiempo, existía un reino que se encontraba muy lejos, del cual nadie conocía su nombre. En él existía un Rey justo, que vivía en un gran castillo que podía verse a gran distancia. El castillo tenia una gran torre en todo el medio, desde el cual el rey se sentaba el la gran ventana que esta tenia a ver el atardecer; veía las arenas extenderse al infinito y a todos los habitantes de su reino trabajando, a los niños jugando y a los ancianos contando cuentos que parecían nunca tener fin.
Lo que mas le agradaba al rey era ver como el cielo se cubría de rojo para poco a poco tornarse azul y luego negro. Veía como nacía cada una de las estrellas y hasta tenia un nombre para cada una de ellas. El Rey solía quedarse horas y horas contemplando la noche caer sobre su reino, por que según el, era el momento mas hermoso del día. Lentamente aparecía sobre el cielo aquel resplandor que cambiaba todo, La Luna. Llegaba entre canciones y sonrisas, y su luz recorría el reino.
Demostracion: amor-drogasQuiero enamorarmeDemostracion: amor-drogas4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pero el amor requiere sacrificio
El sacrificio requiere esfuerzo
El esfuerzo requiere concentración
La concentración es el proceso mental de abstracción sobre una idea u concepto
La abstracción es solo una palabra elegante para la alienación del "yo" sobre el mundo
Y la forma más rápida de alienarse es con cualquier droga
Silogismo: el querer estar enamorado equivalente a querer ser un adicto
Mass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERSMass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERS3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
MASS EFFECT 3 ALTERNATE ENDING *SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY*
**EDIT** Holy crap this got way more attention than I was expecting. The comments and support have been amazing everyone!
A few points: Credit where credit is due; this ending, as much as everyone seems to love it, was only created because the amazing team at Bioware created a universe that was so rich and full of life and detail. As much as I know a lot of fans are hurt by what they did, we need to remember that Bioware still created an incredible trilogy, one of the best ever. So hats off to them all round.
Also, this was written really fast and so the ending (specifically the last part on how you actually win using TIM's signal) isn't very fleshed out. I know there are holes, and they can actually be fixed quite easily. This isn't perfect. Also, this doesn't deal with a 'happy' ending. If there were to be one, or you were to even CONSIDER taking the fourth option, you'd need to be damn ready. I'm talking ALL war assets e
NEW 100 Themes Challenge~THE 100 THEMES~NEW 100 Themes Challenge6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
5. Break Up
6. New Love
9. You and Me
10. I Do
12. DO NOT ENTER
15. Kings, Queens, and Jokers
16. Run Free
17. Where are the Crackers?
19. R is for Revenge
21. Do You Want To Know?
24. Rocks Aren't the Same
27. Freedom Isn't Free
32. Dying Fire
33. Breaking Point
37. Don't Go
40. Due Date
41. Sealed in Blood
45. Be a Man
46. Go For a Swim
47. Am I Dreaming?
48. Too Good To Be True
51. Elemental Tempest
52. Too Late
53. But I DIDN'T Do It
56. Lucky 13
57. I'm In
58. Slightly Disturbed
65. Black and White
69. Broken Promise
70. All the Little