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
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.
Let That Be As It May [MorMor]That wasn’t supposed to happen. It should have been a not friendly but still peaceful business meeting, not an exchange of potentially lethal shots. But when you worked for James Moriarty you could never be sure of what was waiting ahead for you. For that reason, and for many others he had learnt during the years spent at the madman’s side, Sebastian Moran was always ready. For what, he didn’t know, but still prepared pretty much for everything. And they had to thank his quick reflexes if the people with a bullet in the skull were some of their client’s men and not them.Let That Be As It May [MorMor]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sniper had felt the atmosphere of the small Finnish cottage getting colder and colder and he calmly had crossed his arms, his right hand casually resting on the gun hidden in his jacket and the left tapping on the one he had secured on his hip. He wasn’t exactly listening to the discussion going on between the Russian man and his employer, he was too busy keeping an eye on the armed me
RT King AU - BasicsRT King AU inspired by Mallius on TumblrRT King AU - Basics1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mad King Ryan blog following this AU: http://the-mad-vagabond.tumblr.com/
The Kingdom of Achievement City is ever-changing. The world is not what we would consider a world, rather a plane of dimension. What the Kingdom rules over is uncertain, but mortals cannot enter it. It can be seen as a Heaven, as the Nether is seen as Hell, but the Kingdom isn’t anything close to the peaceful and wonderful idea of Heaven. It is a place of turmoil and hardship, and certainly not for the faint of heart. While you can never truly die there, as you just simply return but with everything of your previous ‘life’ gone, you can still feel pain. It is a land of creation and destruction, and only a selected few can survive there. While the land has their Leaders, there must be a King to rule the Kingdom.
How a King is chosen is different to normal royal systems. Six have been chosen, each worthy and strong in their own way. Some migh
The yet unnamed Bleach Fan-FicRukia looked up at the treetops. Single Rays of sunlight peaked through the leaves. It was quite a hot day, but here in the forest it was a bit milder. Rukia liked the forest. Here her heart felt lighter, like the weight of all her worries was gone. It was a place to find inner peace.The yet unnamed Bleach Fan-Fic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She strolled through the wood, touching some leaves from time to time and let go of all her concerns. She hardly ever was that calm. Most of the time she had to worry about something - but not yet. She didnt even bring her sword along; it just would remind her of her problems and duties.
After some time, Rukia was so deeply lost in her thoughts that she didnt even feel the ground she was walking on. It felt like walking on clouds.
Suddenly she was jarred out of her reverie. She felt something the presence of somebody! She couldnt figure out who it was, but something told her that she should be aware. She unarmed and according to this reiatsu that whoever was strong! She felt him com
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
I Wanna Play A Little GameDate: 16th May 2004I Wanna Play A Little Game7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Location: The Cliffs of Dover
A flock of pigeons let a flurry of startled squawks and flew away in panic as a loud crack broke threw the quiet air. Nymphadora Tonks landed at the cliff side and drew her wand, she had to stay on guard, Bellatrix could attack her at any moment. At the thought of her cousin she let out an angry growl, even though Harry had defeated Voldemort three years ago, Bellatrix was still on the run and plotting against The-Man-Who-Conquered as he was now known. Tonks had run into Bellatrix five times over the past three years, gaining three wins and two defeats against her insane cousin. After the Department Of Mysteries, that made the score three all. Tonks sighed, she was getting tired of hunting down Bellatrix, today the chase would finally end.
One way or another.
From a nearby ledge, Bellatrix Lestrange watched as her prey wandered past her location. She wasnt after Potter this time, the brat could wait for another day. Th
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!3 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.
The Code of Conduct1. Defend your Kingdom, even with your life. You may have friends in other Kingdoms, but your loyalty must remain to your Kingdom as one day you may meet them in battle.The Code of Conduct2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. Do not trespass on another Kingdom’s territory without good cause.
3. A Kingdom’s worth comes from its people. Civilians and children must be protected at all costs.
4. Our ancestors fought for our lives and futures. Give your thanks to them.
5. A child must be at least 14 years of age before becoming a squire, but may become a Page at 7 years.
6. Newly anointed knights must keep a silent vigil for a night and a day.
7. A knight or lord/lady cannot be made Viceroy without mentoring at least one squire.
8. The monarch’s eldest living child will become the next monarch upon death. If no child lives or all refuse, a Viceroy may be appointed by the monarch and a council of elders to serve as King or Queen.
9. After the death or retirement of Viceroy, a new Viceroy must be chosen before the month
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.12 years 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
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
Dark!Nordics x Reader: Just friends? -Chapter 1(y/n) sat in her favourite blue chair in the living room reading a book. Currently she was alone since the people who lived with her had gone to a meeting. She enjoyed the silence of an empty house. Though she loved the people who shared her house they could be quite loud sometimes. Okay, not sometimes. Always! The thing is only one of them was particularly loud and that was Denmark, The thing that made the group as whole loud was the fact that Denmark had the ability to find out what annoyed every single person out the most and use it without knowing it. So the rest of them spent their day yelling at him. Yes, they were the Nordics.Dark!Nordics x Reader: Just friends? -Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They were her best friends and she couldn't possibly choose who she loved the most. Though (y/n) could easily tell that she only loved them as friends and as far as she knew they felt the same. (y/n) just felt like she was a part of the gang.
She had moved here four months ago. Her parents had never really liked her much. She had four older siblings and th
3. There and Where, at the Tear and Wear3. There and Where, at the Tear and Wear2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bound to the eternal wait like shackles to the chain,
There where my thoughts taunt me,
Like my once angelic kin...
Where "what if?" & "although..." are merely tools of the trade.
Here the black fire burns the fledgling dove to a crisp,
And the arachnid of the abyss consumes the ashes,
Only to spit them back into this haunted mind.
Such psychology to leave us in wonder by the unexplained neutral party of existence...time, the unstoppable inevitability.
The unmelted flickering candle that burns
a freezing fire in the heart of my heart.
What I know of truth is little, especially in this Hell,
where I live only to await
judgments of our Father, now my adversary...
Here where blackened is the light at the end of the tunnel.
The each and every blink of these old and bitter
eyes see only the encompassing fate at road's end.
Here and bound to the years of eternity where I watch humanity tear away at itself...
Never again will grace know this rearranged face bound in chains.
Here and now where
Self preservationSelf preservation3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She was always enthralled with his lectures, her hair had pink and lime green streaks in it today, thrown sideways into a pony tail though the volume of curl was so thick that it merely looked like she had thrown her hair to one side. Her brown eyes followed him as he moved around the room, he gathered if he asked her a question she'd be able to tell him word for word what he had said. It annoyed him to no end simply because he had never had anyone do it. He had been back at the university for only two semsters and his students had always taken his lectures with sleepy eyes and a desire to be done with it. He wondered what she feared? What would leave her quaking and screaming out of her mind in terror? All he could manage around her were awkward words and looks of dislike though...
And Besides, she belonged to Nigma didn't she?
Aurelie stared at the key as she ate her lunch, she had managed to translate some of the symbols, bu
Depressed!CanadaxFauchereve: Poor Unfortunate SoulDepressed!CanadaxFauchereve: Poor Unfortunate Soul2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
DREAMTALIA- DEPRESSED!CANADAXFAUCHEREVE: POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS LYRICS
The only way to be truly happy again is just to live in a dream...
Matthew: Can you really do that?
My dear sweet Mattie, that's what I do! It's what I live for! Making people have the time of their nights...Especially sad and gloomy people...
I admit that in the past, I've been quite creepier
They weren't kidding when they called me a reaper...
But you'll see that nowadays, I've mended on my ways...
Repented, seen the light and made a turn.
And I fortunatly know about subconscience,
It's a talent that I always have possessed...
And my dear soul, please, don't laugh, I use it on behalf
of the miserable, depressed and unhappy...
Poor unfortunate souls! In pain! In need!
This one's want her wish to come true, he was a kiss from the girl
And do I help them? Yes, indeed!
Those poor unfortunate souls! So sad! So true!
They come meeting me in their dreams, begging: 'Make them all come true!'
And I h
yandere! Naga! Iceland x reader A serpents call They say there are creatures in the forests, dangerous creatures to all humans man or child. Many of these creatures live all around the world even in the most bitter climates. Most would think of some hideous furry creature that stalks the night like a werewolf. Though that is certainly not the case these creatures or half creatures preferably are part serpent. They are known as naga who have the lower half of a snake and feast on a humans flesh. Though in modern times these are just considered myths of the ancient people a made up fairy tail that would never exist in the modern world man had built up. This only gives the advantage to these nasty creatures whose poison could kill an elephant within a minute or less.yandere! Naga! Iceland x reader A serpents call9 months ago in Drama More Like This
Though there are exceptions and you dear reader will find out what that exception is...
Ignorance is FearIgnorance is Fear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What knowing have you
of what you speak?
The rotten fruit from which
you've bitten and consumed,
has truly brought to you
the seeds of idiocy.
What have you done,
to comprehend such words as provocative?
As pure and professional
are the letters that I form to art.
Doubt I that you
know a significant thing.
The ignorance you so proclaim,
is the fear from which you flee.
You dread whatever is misunderstood,
and without reason do you lash outward
with teeth and claw,
like some rabid beast, tormented by disease.
In the end, the clarity has marked
that yours is the feeble mind.
Yours is the debate of madness,
and the indecency of your own nature.
In the end, you know nothing,
because you are nothing.
Pirate!Spain x Mermaid!Reader- [Intro]Pirate!Spain x Mermaid!Reader- [Intro]9 months ago in Romance More Like This
The gentle, fragile light of the full moon shone down onto the dark expanse of the sea, making the water shimmer as it twisted and turned. A small, uneven rocky outcropping of shoreline jutted from above the froth of the waves, quite a bit father out than the rest. Seaweed and various ocean debris clung to the small pockets in the stone, accompanying the various crustaceans and barnacles that lay stubbornly within the shallow pools. A small cluster of whirlpools lay around it, unseen and deadly. It was there that you emerged, slowly, carefully, pausing to look around you before hauling yourself onto the tall stretch of solid earth. Your smooth scales glimmered in the faint light, slowly shifting until they once more looked like skin, your usual blues and grays replaced with more human tones as the air came into contact with your skin. Fingers formed where before had been nothing more than webbed hands, your claws retracting until none remained but the small nails on the ends, the chang
Allies x Reader x 2p!AlliesAllies x Reader x 2p!AlliesAllies x Reader x 2p!Allies2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"CRAP! ____, RUN!" Your older brother, America or Alfred F. Jones, screamed at you right before he was tackled by his 2nd Player, Allan.
"Sorry, but the doll is coming with us."
Allan had reddish auburn hair that had dark sunglasses resting upon it. He wore a bomber jacket that was similar to your brother's one but it was darker brown. The star was supposed to be yellow was colored red. As a weapon, he had a baseball bat with nailed hammered into it. You saw his red eyes glimpse at you as he fought with his counterpart.
You immediately got up from your seat from the table and jumped backwards just in time to dodge Nikolai's, Ivan Braginsky or Russia, grab. Nikolai was Russia's 2p and had brown hair and crimson eyes. He wore a grey scarf and his coat was colored black with red.
"ARRGHH!" you heard someone scream.
You quickly snapped your head
J. R. R. TolkienJust see who entersJ. R. R. Tolkien4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the realm of dreams
that none have seen
legends of old
Molding them into
Reaping the fruits
that in his mind grow
to rivers of words
that from his pen flow
Travel through the lands,
follow the dream
He gives you his hand...
Enter with him!
Ch 1 Vampire!RomaniaxReader ~ My Little Play ThingDarkness covered the empty Romanian street as I travelled to our small family run shop on the outskirts of a small village a few hours outside of Brașov. Our village was deep in the Transylvanian Alps; forests lined every side of the village. Legends had always surrounded our village. Legends of vampires. Did I believe them? No. My grandfather did. As a young child he would tell me stories about the great vampire hunts that the people would have.Ch 1 Vampire!RomaniaxReader ~ My Little Play Thing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Once I came into my teenage years I stopped believing. I starting thinking about boys and moving to some far away place and meeting the man of my dreams. I wanted to go to England. It was nearly the turn of the century. The year was eighteen-ninty-seven. England and America were the leading in new innovations. My father would read the paper to us every night. Being the fact that I was a daughter of a carpenter, I couldn't even dream to read. Father would take twenty minutes a night to help me, but it never did much more than allow me to s
The Lost Boys Chapter 1 (*Flashback*) I was sitting in the passenger seat...when it happend. While hydro planing. My mother was keeping the wheel steady as possible and an Escalade SUV did the job, we flipped over twenty times. I was hit the hardest. My blood loss was unbelievable. But my scars were far worse, because they were as bad on the outside as I was on the inside. My mother had died that day. I knew she loved me, no matter how much I yelled at her. But I was a positive person and I was able to gain exceptance from my new foster family.The Lost Boys Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I had an older borther who was sweet as can be and a brother a little younger than me, he was thirteen: Sam. Michael was 18 and my best friend. Sam was practically my twin. Sam and I were reading comics when Lucy started changing the radio in and out of it's stations. I on the other hand had an mp3 that my recent rich family had given me. Tragic thing was I never was g
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
Devil!America x Angel!Reader: The Devil's GraspDevil!America x Angel!Reader: The Devil's Grasp2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"(Name) don't go near the devil's lair. Ever" You were told this multiple times by several people since you became a angel. When you asked why they'd say "All devils are evil and tricky, they can do something bad to you." But just hearing this made you want to meet one. Even though you heard them lecturing you about it you didn't care. One day you saw a glimpse of black. Which meant one thing....
A devil. You became excited and peaked out to see a man with a black jacket, black shoes, black pants, basically black everything. He had horns and wings and a devil tail too. Yep, your average devil. Except this one was extremely handsome. 'Must be a trick he uses to lure people in' You thought in your head. He was looking around and peaking through things. You started to move forward to get a closer look, but you stepped on a twig making a crack loud enough to hear.
"Who's there?" The devil snapped. "Come out or i'll find you." Crap you probably didn't have a choice. You stepped out slowly a