Lord of the Rings ABCsLord of the Rings ABCs9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A is for brave Aragorn whom Arwen did admire
B is for the Balrog and dear Bilbo of the Shire
C is for the courage of the heroes in the story
D for the Dead Marshes, which the hobbitses found gory
E is for Lord Elrond and the Elvish clan he leads
F is for young Frodo and his mighty, noble deeds
G is for ol' Gandalf, little Gimili and (yuck!) Gollum
H is for Helms Deep and the battle at the bottom
I is for Isildur, too bad he kept the ring
J is jubilation at the return of the King
K is for dark Khazad-dum, where orcish evil lies
L is for *sigh* Legolas, what dreamy, crystal eyes
M is for Meriadoc, known as Merry by his friends
N is for the Nazgul, nasty creatures to the end
O is for Osgiliath, the mighty, broken city
P for Peregrin (Pippin) Took's insatiable curiosity
Q is for the quiet way of life back at Bag End
R for peaceful Rivendell and the Rohhirim that Rohan sends
S is for good Samwise, and Shelob whom he slew
(not to mention Saruma
An unexpected and awkward adventure (prologue)An unexpected and awkward adventure (prologue)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bilba Baggins was just a simple hobbit. Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened anymore. She lived all alone in her kindly little hobbit hole in peace. She had grown up in her home and planned to die there as well. She had in fact missed her home, Bag End, when she had married many years previously. Her husband was quiet the dull, well respected hobbit. Bilba on the other hand had quiet the adventurous side to her. A side that made her dear mother, Belladonna Took, overjoyed with pride till the day she died.
Bilba and her husband had divorced, technically, years ago when she had gotten pregnant and he accused her of being a harlot and left her. That’s when Bilba had returned to Bag End and with the help of her mother, her father had died in the winter, and the guiding hand of Gandalf the Grey, a wizard that had been a family friend for years. When Danny was born, Bilba vowed to take care of him and love him forever. As did Belladonna.
The other Hobbits of the Shire believ
To My Beautiful Artistso beautiful is the pen marking paper,To My Beautiful Artist4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
curves of bold, slender, and jagged lines,
filling itself onto the soul of this white sheet,
filling the paper with each passing day,
permanent, forever engraved
giving everything it has inside it's being
until the ink runs out
reaching to every corner of this once blank sheet,
the ink and the paper are now one,
forever etched into each other's existence.
How to cut a deficit.10 Downing Street,How to cut a deficit.4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Mr Cameron and Mr Clegg,
I am writing to you today to discuss an issue which, speaking on behalf of the British public, many find bothersome. I am, of course, referring to the deficit. Now, I am fully aware of the fact that you must have already received hundreds, if not thousands of letters from people nationwide expressing concern about the tremendous debt our country faces. However, I urge you not to discard this letter, as this letter contains a valuable thing, something I doubt you will find in the majority of the other letters you receive: a solution.
It has come to my attention that
If Hetalia Met Alice in Wonderland......THIS WOULD BE THE CHARACTER LINE-UP!!If Hetalia Met Alice in Wonderland...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alice: North Italy (him in a dress just looks...right XD)
White Rabbit: Germany (freaking out about being late is so totally him...Christ, I'm turning into Poland here...O.O)
Alice's Unnamed Sister: South Italy
Drink labelled "Drink Me": France (you can imagine him drawling sexual innuendo at Alice while she tries to find a way through the tiny door XD)
March Hare (because the hare originates from England): England
Mad Hatter: America
Field Mouse In Teapot (who no one pays the slightest bit attention to): Canada
Cheshire Cat (the grinning enigma bastard): Prussia
Caterpillar (druggie): The Netherlands
Three Playing Cards ("We're painting the roses red! We're painting the roses red!"): The Baltic Trio
Queen of Hearts (psycho bitch): Belarus
King of Hearts (timid and terrified of his wife): Russia
Court Jury: ...Everybody else XP
Dystopia: The Hunger Games PoemDystopia: The Hunger Games Poem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wake up blinded by the sunlight
Only to realize absence of life's delight
Everyone yearning for brightness
In this place enclosed in darkness
The piercing pain,
The woeful cries
The thirst for greater wealth
To achieve a better health
Families tenuous of starvation
Parents and children seeking direction
Each district secretly wanting insurrection
Against the Capitol's greedy agitation
Iridescent competition for survival created,
Controlling life for entertainment started
All of us longing for an end to this rapture
No longer wanting to suffer from this seizure
This dystopia encased in obscurity
Residents being absorbed by vanity
Can this really be reality?
Why is it devoured in catastrophe?
What caused us to give birth to human bestiality?
Observe, not ControlObserve the world aroundObserve, not Control4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But do not try to control it
You cannot control what has its own pace
You can only observe and change within
Observe the mindless people
Understand their actions and thoughts
Observe the clouds in their dance
Observe your pain and learn from it
With plain observation comes pure knowledge
Of things how they are without your judgment
Effort to control gives an illusion that you change
The world that is unchangeable and out of reach
Give in to the truths you see
Without prejudice know what's real
Without fear read the mind of god
And see yourself in his face
Gingerbread: USCanGingerbread: USCan3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
AN: this is something i actually wrote months ago, so i was lucky to find it again
and edit it a bit since it needed some work
Once upon a time, near a large forest, there lived a poor woodcutter, Arthur, his wife, and two sons. They were twins and their names were Alfred and Matthew. They had very little to eat and the woodcutter was unable to afford to feed his family for much longer.
One night, as he thought of this, he said to his wife, who was the children's stepmother, "what can we do? There isn't enough for neither our children nor ourselves."
"I will tell you what we can do," the wife began, "we will take the children into the thickest part of the forest early in the morning; we will make them a fire and give them each a piece of bread, then we will go to our work and leave them alone. They will never find the way home again an
An Essay for a FriendAn essay for a friendAn Essay for a Friend3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
We think we're strong.
We think we're immortal.
We are not.
Today, Friday, February 10, I learned that a close friend of mine from Middle School killed himself. He jumped from the third story of my school to his immediate death. I went to lunch, like any other day and saw a massive crowd in my usual hang-out area.
"Another fight, jeez," I muttered as I passed through the crowd. As I progressed, another friend of mine came out in tears, obviously having seen the body. She informed me of the jump, but was unaware of who he was.
I turned around, to avoid seeing the body. Despite my physical desire to avoid it, some little part of me thought I should see it. I thought I needed to see it. That it was important I see this. I thought to myself "Well, what happened? I mean what REALLY happened?" I went to Walgreens to take my mind off it.
Coming back to school with a Coke and a box of "sweethearts" (those chalky crap valentine's candies sold this time of ye
The Hobbit (2012) Drabbles. The Hobbit (2012) Drabbles.The Hobbit (2012) Drabbles. 2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Rated: G, or PG. No sex or severe violence here.
Basically 3 of the fills I have done on the Hobbit Kink Meme that I will own up to. The others I have done are anon because of... reasons. *cough*PWPs*cough*
Bombur getting cuddles
It's a cold night and Bombur is sitting, happily, watching the stars and munching on a bit of leftover bread. Nobody is asleep yet, although supper has been over and done with for a while. Thorin, Gloin, Dwalin, Oin and Balin are huddled around the map, discussing tactics regarding the dragon. The rest of the dwarves are watching Kili and Fili's hand to hand combat, which is quickly becoming roughhousing.
Unexpectedly, the hobbit sits next to him. "Aren't you cold Mr Bombur? Everyone else is by the fire."
The large dwarf laughs merrily, although as night creeps in he does feel the coolness in the air. "I am quite fine Mr Baggins; I have many layers to keep me warm through the night!" He grasps his stomach wi
Steve and Tony want to adopt.Steve and Tony want to adopt.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve and Tony walk hand in hand into the orphanage. They were greeted by a kind middle age lady with brunette hair. "Hi you must be Mr. and Mr. Stark-Rogers. Come in come in" she says as he opens the door wider to let her guests in. The place was pretty worn down, scratches on the floor, marks on the wall and some of the ceiling is peeling. Kids were running all around the house. The lady puts his arm out of from of them. "Hi. Please call me Ms. Stanley" she says with a smile. "Hi I'm Steve and this is my husband Tony" Steve says while he shakes her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you" Tony says as he then shakes her hand. "Well let's go into my office and talk about the type of kid you want to adopt" Ms. Stanley grins as she leads the couple more into the house.
A few hours later they narrowed the choices to three little children. A five year old blonde hair girl name Cassandra, a little 6 year old brunette boy name Peter and another boy who is 7 years old name Jack. "Well do you want
Mists Pt 3Mists Pt 34 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I do not own the rights to any of the characters that appear in my little story. Now I do not claim I can tell a story nearly as well as J.K. Rowling (if I could I'd be a millionaire). The best I can do is all I can offer. I hope that you will be entertained.
Mists Of Avalon Pt. 3
Story: Kim West
Editing: Autumn Winters
A new day begins as we enter Diagon Alley, a marketplace for witches and wizards. It is a magical world of wonder, delight, and sometimes danger. You see there are things lurking within the shadows. Things that are both nasty and terrible
The Anthem of HarmonyThe Anthem of Harmony3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When the darkness comes
When the shadows return
Six lights will awake
Guided by their friendship
With the power of
Harmony within them
Together they will
Bring an end to evil
Honesty will fight against any lies
Kindness will aid those overwhelmed by anger
Laughter will wither all sadness away
Generosity will help those in need
Loyalty will strike bravery into the hearts
Magic will then make everything complete!
Rise forth once more
With the sun and moon guiding their way
They will always prevail!
You'll find your way!
Lift us through
In souls and hearts!
Rise forth once more
Spirits of Harmony
When the darkness comes
When the shadows return
Six lights will awake
Guided by their friendship
With the power of
Harmony within them
Together they will
Bring an end to evil!
Honesty will help stand us firm as mountains
Tsunade's date"Ungh..." Tsunade sat at her desk, trying to massage her forehead with her fingers. "SAKURA!"Tsunade's date6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm right here sensei..." Sakura didn't like how things were looking. She didn't know exactly what happened, but she did know Tsunade was drinking last night. It was something she only did these days since she was Hokage when her old friend Jiraiya was in the village.
"Oh, well has Shizune found Jiraiya yet?" She asked, barely looking up at Sakura.
Sakura couldn't help but to be nervous, Tsunade was clearly upset. If she had any chance of changing her master's mood, she would have to know what happened "I... don't know. Um, Tsunade... what happened last night?"
Tsunade sighed, at first reluctant to say anything, but she had called Sakura to help too, "It's nothing, it's... just stupid. Just let this be a lesson... not to drink too much." Tsunade blushed.
"Well, I'm not old enough anyway." Sakura gave a nervous giggle and waited for Tsunade to continue.
"Well, it's one habit of mine I hope you
If Hetalia Met The Wizard of Oz...this is what the character line-up would be!! (IMO ^^)If Hetalia Met The Wizard of Oz3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Dorothy: Ukraine (country girl, meek, polite, what more do you want??)
Toto: China (...just because XD)
Scarecrow: Japan (can't make up his mind--would make sense that he doesn't have one! XP)
Tin Man: Germany (obtuse, rigid, lacking in heartfelt emotion...I'm sorry, I had to! XD)
Cowardly Lion: Italy (do I honestly need to explain this?)
Glinda (the Good Witch): England (Britannica Angel FTW! A very stroppy fairy, but with good intentions)
The Coroner: Russia (delivers the death of the Wicked Witch of the East with a little too much enthusiasm. He even has a song about it (from the original movie): "As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined her. And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead!" How nice!
Wicked Witch of the West: Alfred (because we all want to see the democracy-obsessed nut wear a dress! We can't have Iggy all alone in his trans
.:Request:. Pirate!BTTxTeenReaderYou lived in a small town, Near the ocean. Everybody seemed to know everybody, So when the kidnappings started happening people were immediately aware. Some said it were pirates, You never believed them Until it happened to you..:Request:. Pirate!BTTxTeenReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oy! ______!" Said your mother.
"Yes?" You asked.
"Can you go out to the market? We need some eggs and milk " You're mother told you.
"Sure thing." You walked over to your mother, She handed you some money.
"Well, I'm heading out!" You called out to your mom.
"Stay safe!" Your mom said.
"Will do!" You said walking out of your small house.
Truthfully, You didn't know what your mother was thinking letting her teenage daughter go out to the store for her, I mean with all the kidnappings of teenage girls lately. Rumors said it were pirates taking all the girls, 'Bull Shit' you think when they tell you that.
"Oy, Girl." A man with a thick German accent said coming towards you, Two other men following behind him.
"What do you want?" You said.
"You to com
Take my hand, ride the winds back, and away we go!With the brush of wind, and simple desire of adventure, longing for peace, shadow snuck quietly over the contours of the nursery. What mischievous shadow you are, exactly reflecting your master's presence.Take my hand, ride the winds back, and away we go!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The window creaked open, and there the figure stood in again.
Quickly shadow hid, for he liked to play the game hide and seek.
"Now where could you be ?" Peter pondered walking in cautiously.
Finally making a dash for the door Peter caught the shadow by its edge, as it pulled, like a rubber band starched thin but with a strong composition not to let go. After a bitter struggle for dominance, eventually the shadow let go and snapped back in Peter's face making a smacking sound.
"OW Hey!" Peter grumbled gruffly holding the silky black shape in his hands. Shrugging it off, now he was left dumbfounded with a red face.
2P!Finland x Reader (HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!)2P!Finland x Reader (HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"...Hey. Just when are you going to wake up, __________?"
No. No. This can't be happening.
You didn't dare to open your eyes. You already knew what you would see before you. You recognized his voice.
You had always had your suspicions about him, and now you regretted trusting him even a bit.
A surprise, you say. What a lovely one.
His hand rested on your neck, measuring your pulse. Apparently your heart gave you away, because he said: “Don't try to pretend. I know you're awake. Just open your eyes.”
You opened you eyes very carefully and uncertainly. Berwald's eyes seemed to stare right into your soul. Suddenly he lit a little flashlight and pointed your eyes with it.
You would have wanted to cry, and his very investigating regard certainly did not help you. You would have wanted to push away his hand, which held your face unbearably gently for the situation, but your hands were tied behind your back.
"It seems you're okay despite of my methods", he said
APH Hocus Pocus chapter 1Ludwig awoke suddenly and sat up in his bed. He looked around the room.APH Hocus Pocus chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lili? Lili?!" he called urgently to his little sister.
Suddenly he heard from a far a voice singing faintly. "Come little children, I'll take thee away, into a land of enchantment."
Ludwig ran outside. "Lili?"
The voice continued to sing "Come little children, the times come to play."
He spotted his cousin Tino staring at the woods. "Tino! Tino, has thou seen my sister, Lili?"
Tino shook his head. "Nay, but look." he points to the cottage in the woods where smoke comes from the chimney. "They conjure."
Ludwig spots Lili following someone into the woods.
"Oh g-d, the woods!" he exclaimed. He ran ahead calling out "Lili!"
"She's done for." Tino said.
Ludwig grabbed Tino by his shirt. "Not yet! You wake my father! Summon the others! Go!!" and follows Lili into the woods calling "Lili!"
He runs through the woods. His bare feet tripping over the tree branches and roots. He ran through the puddles and mud
Interest of SubjectSwirling the paper in circles, Lukas watched images appear on the slightly sheen paper. A small smile formed on his lips as he watched the image of Mathias and Berwald in headlocks appear. After several tries at developing the image, it finally reached perfection. He waited for a minute of swirling developer around before switching to the stop tub.Interest of Subject2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When he walked out of the room with the photo in a tray, he saw Finn and Ice in the room. "What are you two doing?"
Tino turned to look over his shoulder. "Oh! Hei, Lukie! Mattie told us you would be in the dark room."
Emil sneaked a peak over Lukas's shoulder at the photo in the tray. "So, you like those pictures?"
Lukas covered the tray with a towel. "Do you mind?" he sighed as his younger brother chuckled.
"How is your printing going?" Tino asked with a sweet smile.
"It's peaceful," Lukas said with a small smile, "I already have some great prints of my travels. I'll be framing them tomorrow to hang up."
"Really?" Tino gasped, "Can I see t
The Little Merman: America x Reader Chapter 5The Little Merman: America x Reader Chapter 55 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Little Merman: Chapter 5
Your head became light then heavy as the water pressed down on you sending you to your grave. Your world became filled with black spots as you felt your conscious slip from this world. You flashed back to the last time your were drowning like this. Back when you were a kid and mother nature claimed your parents. Just like back then every thing was quiet and it seemed like the world went by ever so slowly. Then the hand that pulled you out the first time was back. Death. Back to claim his prize. The only difference was you weren't afraid this time.
“Mom...Dad...I'm coming home...”
A wave of deja vu sweep over him as he pulled your body up towards the surface. When he broke the surface he held your head above the water. He watched your face for any signs of life but there was none. He looked around for land but the storm had pushed you too far into the sea. He looked to the
Perfect Creature - Nazi!Germany x Vampire!Read P4Perfect Creature - Nazi!Germany x Vampire!Read P42 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Perfect Creature – Part Four
Your eyes widened in horror as the figure came towards you with gleaming eyes. You had seen this being only once before, and that was when he had caught you. The name of the being was not known to you, but his nickname as a Metzger, or Butcher, was and you had seen him killing your people without fuss. He had been ruthless and would have shot you just like them if one of the other officers in the S.S. had not stopped him from doing so. Now his dark eyes and soft brown hair seemed to conflict one another and you began to shuffle away from him as he stepped further into the room.
"" It was an oddly specific argument he was bringing up, but you could understand him. It was cruel that the Germans had ended up worse off for keeping to their alliance with Austria-Hungary; but it was Not your fault or the fault of the other people they blamed…
"" You growled in annoyance, but your words only seemed to anger the man and he lurched forward to pull you close to h
New Anniversary"Hey, Castiel, look at this," Gabriel called to his brother over his shoulder. He had stolen Sam's laptop while the hunter was out with Dean on a food run. Cas walked up to Gabriel curiously and peered over his shoulder at the article the archangel was reading.New Anniversary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"National Kissing Day?" Cas said, his head tilting. "What is the point of this?"
"Well, it gives you an excuse to kiss Dean senseless," Gabriel chuckled. "Though I never need one to kiss Sammy." Cas's eyes flicked over the article, reading quickly. A smile curved his lips and Gabriel knew he had scored a point. He closed the laptop and stood to stretch.
"So, that mind of yours planning madly?" Gabriel asked, smirking at Cas. The younger angel nodded, a light in his eyes. Without warning, Cas turned on his heel and rushed upstairs, stomping loudly in his haste. Gabriel chuckled again and wandered into the kitchen. He had already planned out exactly how he was going to seduce Sam today, having found out a few days ago about the up
Wake UpJim had woken up a while ago. A long while. But he refused to open his eyes, just yet. Because, you see, he didn't need to.Wake Up3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He could feel the softness of the sheet, and duvet cover. It was, of course, thick just how he liked it. Luxurious. Tantalisingly fluffy. He could feel the slight chill in the air around his face, as there always was in London, and the contrast of that with the warmth under the covers. He could feel the clothes he was wearing: just a pair of boxers with a plain t-shirt. And, if he stretched his hand, or foot, or body a little way to the right, he could feel the man lying next to him. Comfortingly close, so that if Jim ever felt disorientated or worried, he could just reach out and he'd be there. Looking after him and watching over him, even in his sleep. Sebastian Moran: The best sniper in London and the best lover a man could ask for.
He could smell that gorgeous shower gel that Sebastian always used, without fail or deviance. He could smell the faint arom