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
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?
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
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
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
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
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
Supernatural: Baby Cas and the Tickle Monster"Get back down here!"Supernatural: Baby Cas and the Tickle Monster8 months ago in Humor More Like This
"NO! Put that d--"
A giggly ball of feathered energy zoomed around the bunker, zapping in and out of rooms to end up on either a shelf or a table. Sam and Dean Winchester were running around uselessly, flapping their arms, trying to grab their infant Castiel. In case you're wondering... It was a hunt. Something went wrong. This was only temporary.
Dean plopped onto the couch, pure exhaustion etched onto his face. Sam was still running after the elusive baby angel. As Dean sat there, he wondered what the hell happened to Cas that turned him from that to a stoic, emotionless angel of the Lord.
Meanwhile, Sam thought he had Cas trapped in a corner of the kitchen. But the toddler was still smiling away. Sam took cautious movements closer to Cas and he wrapped his hands around him finally, but the angel decided to teleport just then. Sam was in the kitchen one moment, and then standing precariously on a stair railing on the upp
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
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
Late Night Texts 22D: Sam, I've got some bad news.Late Night Texts 222 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S: You didn't break Bobby's new table, did you?
D: No not yet.
S: Did you break my new laptop?
D: That's not the bad news.
D: But I did break it.
S: You asshole! I fucking told you not to go near my damn laptop, and the first damn thing you do is fucking break it!
D: FOCUS, SAMMY.
S: Sorry, sorry. What happened?
D: I'm pregnant.
S: You're what?!
S: You and Cas didn't use protection?! I fucking told you to! I fucking told you, and now you're gonna-I can't believe this, now I have to deal with your fucking mood swings and I have to go buy your sorry ass a shitton of pickles, and I have to deal with you and then I have to deal with Castiel and then your kid and DAMMIT DEAN!
D: Yes, Sam?
S: You're not a girl.
D: No I'm not.
S: So you can't get pregnant.
D: No I can't.
S: So I'm an idiot.
D: And he finally catches on.
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
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 242 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.
Seb the CatJim had decided to sleep in that day. The curtains on his four-poster bed were drawn, and he was dozing peacefully in the velvety darkness. He sighed, stirring ever so slightly, moving over a bit, and curling up into a gangly ball.Seb the Cat2 years ago in Humor More Like This
A tiny rustling started to pull him out of his delicious nightmares. The curtains were moving. He grumbled and flipped onto his other side, his eyes unfocused as he managed to open his eyelids.
"Whasssssthifss " he mumbled.
He was suddenly blasted with the full force of London sunlight, rare as it was, when the curtains were unceremoniously ripped open. Jim yelped, gathering his covers around his head and quickly drawing a knife from under his goose-feather pillow. "What the hell?!"
A tall man loomed, casting a long shadow across the king-sized bed. Jim was suddenly assaulted by what appeared to be a young man's body, oozing blood. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Jim screame
Cold - MormorIt was freezing. The heater was broken and there was a horrible draft. They were in the dead of winter and a hail storm was raging outside, the tiny balls of ice beating at the window violently. It was surprising that the glass didn't shatter altogether.Cold - Mormor3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jim sat on the couch with Sebastian's hoodie and a blanket wrapped around his small figure. He was tempted to go downstairs and yell at someone about it, but he didn't want to move from his warm cocoon he created around himself. It was too cold to even think about moving. He didn't dare let his fuzzy-sock-covered feet touch the icy ground.
He silently urged Sebastian to come back to their flat faster. He was out on a job Jim gave him earlier, no doubt out there in the freezing mess that people called the weather. Jim smiled slightly at the thought. That Sebastian would sit out there in the swirling flurry of ice, unseen and waiting for the perfect time to shoot, all for him.
It was at that time that Sebastian decided to walk into the f
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
Dance Dance - SherlockSebastian and Jim were at a bar, celebrating their victory over the last case. Sebastian could hold his liquor reasonably well, but later in the night he found he actually couldn't hold his liquor, and he actually dropped it all over the floor. At this realization he only giggled and took another sip of his beer.Dance Dance - Sherlock3 years ago in Humor More Like This
And then, Dance Dance by Fall Out Boy started to play on the radio in the background in the bar and Sebastian jumped up excitedly, nearly losing his footing. "Oh shit, I love this song!" He cried to the rest of the drunk people in the bar and Jim, who was only a little tipsy and the radio that was only background music earlier got cranked up. Sebastian started singing along with the song just as they hit the chorus, nearly butchering the song in his drunken state.
He even attempted to get on a table and start dancing, but soon found out that gravity decided that the ground was a much better place to be right then. He bobbed his head to the music and danced around on the floor
Late Night Texts 7S: Bad pick up line war. Three two one GO!Late Night Texts 73 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: If I said I liked your body, would you hold it against me?
S: If I had to choose between you and a Chevy, I'd ride you any day.
G: Are you from outer space? Because your ass is out of this world.
S: I'm allergic to your clothes. I'm going to have to ask you to remove them.
G: You have such a beautiful smile. It'd be better if that was all you were wearing.
S: Let's convert our potential energy to kinetic energy.
G: You fucking sexy nerd.
G: What are you doing tonight? Besides me, of course.
S: That's not a pick-up line. That's a command.
G: Are you forfeiting?
S: Hell no.
S: You might say I'm a samurai, because I'm a master of the sword.
G: If you were aspirin, I would take you every four to six hours.
S: Was that an earthquake, or did you just rock my world?
G: Do you have a mirror in your pocket? Because I can definitely see myself in your pants.
S: I'll marry you tomorrow, but let's honeymoon tonight.
S: What?! Your pick-up li
.: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
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