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.
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
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
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
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?
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
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
Mysterious Ticking Noise -APH-France was sitting in a meeting room with Canada, waiting for the others to arrive. Bored, Canada tapped a pen on the table. France, slightly startled, looked aroundMysterious Ticking Noise -APH-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
France: What IS that mysterious ticking noise?
Canada: *still tapping* Oh, you mean me?
France: Not over here, not over there
Canada: *sweatdrop* France-nii-san, its m-
France: Its is kind of catchy though
France, France, Sexy France
France, France, Sexy France
China~! China walks into the room, also hearing the catchy mysterious tapping.
France, France, Sexy France
France, France, Sexy France
Da? Da? I'm Russia~ Russia soon takes a seat as well, Luckily, not on Canada, who only continued to tap with a exasperated expression.
Da? Da? I'm Russia
England Britain? England, Britain, England?
Soon Everyone was there, minus America, who ALWAYS seemed to be late. Suddenly though, he burst into the room.
AMERICA, AMERICA, OOH,
AMERICA, AMERICA, YAH
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
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
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
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
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
Vampire France X CanadaVampire France X CanadaVampire France X Canada2 years ago in Romance More Like This
NOTE: This is my second yaoi ever, so I apologize if it sucks. And before anyone starts: No, I'm not an anti-FrUK, or America X Canada, or Cuba X Canada, or any other pairing with France or Canada, I love all pairings. But this one is my first favorite pairing ever, and besides, it's cute. So, enjoy.
Matthew walked through the woods at about 8:27 pm, when the sun was going down. Why? He had gone to check on Alfred, who is kind of ill at the moment, but he knew of a short cut through the woods to get back to his house. Matthew sighed to himself and said to no one in particular: "Why is my life so boring? Can't it be just a little more interesting..? Like being the cool kid or somethin'?"
He was unaware of the hungry, predatory, sapphire blue eyes watching him from a few feet away. Oh, his life was DEFIANTLY going to become interesting, and a little more than terrifying. He watched Matthew walk down the path, licking his
Pirate!England x Reader Vehemently Part 2Pirate!England x ReaderPirate!England x Reader Vehemently Part 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
You didn’t have to search very long for Naomi. She had merely retreated to a nearby tapestry to appear like she was examining it.
“What happened?” she asked as you approached her, “I just saw him walk away from you a few minutes ago! What did you do to make him leave?”
You ignored her, taking one of the new glasses from her and taking a sip out of it. “Where is he now?”
“He left the Court. He didn’t look like he was coming back. What did you do?”
You took another swig from the glass. “That, Naomi,” you said, ignoring her question again, “was Francis Bonnefoy.”
Her jaw dropped. “No.”
“No,” she said again. After a brief pause, she asked, “Then what was he doing in Court?”
“What do you expect? He snuck in.”
“Disregarding that, how could you have let him leave? That was your chance to secure
Late Night Texts 25(Group Message Sam and Dean Winchester)Late Night Texts 252 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
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.
Pirate England X Reader X Pirate Scotland Ch.1It was your sixteenth birthday and everyone was gathered in your estate. You even had a (favorite color) dress that had been maybe for the event. It was a beautiful dress but it was not for you. Dresses weren't for you.Pirate England X Reader X Pirate Scotland Ch.11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Unlike the other lords and ladies, you stood in the corner, wanting to be left alone.
"Sweetheart, there you are." Your mother said approaching you. "Lord Bonnefoy has been looking for you." She said.
You rolled your eyes. "I don't want to dance." This shocked your mother. And you knew you would get the same speech about how you had to be social with the other lords and ladies . Instead of hearing her talk about your duty as a noble you went to dance with Francis.
He had that smile that he always wore around. It got annoying. He took your hand in his and your other went to his shoulder. He was spinning you around the dance floor.
Music played, but it was drowned out by your thoughts. You didn't want to be here. You wanted to be somewhere where you could truly be yoursel
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
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
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 243 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
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 57 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