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Untitled Short Story by RaskUntitled Short Story by Rask11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of rustling backpacks and eagerly departing footfalls brought the lion back to consciousness with a soft groan. Sitting up, he slowly brought his face from between pages 374 and 375 of "Chemical Principles: 8th Edition" and back to earth. Bright fluorescent light wasted no time in assaulting his visage as he brushed his long bangs from blocking it, but the reason for his next groan did not reveal itself until his eyes had adjusted. The whiteboard spanning the entire width of the lecture hall had been mostly white last he remembered, but now was covered with a stream of mathematical expressions and disembodied comments relating to them. Chemistry: 1, Internal Clock: zilch. Gripping his headfur in frustration, the lion retreated to the safety of pages 374 and 375 with a thump.
The professor, a samoyed of the short and round persuasion, gave a sympathetic cluck in the direction of a sight all too familiar to him.
This Is Why We Can't Be In LoveThe day we first met, she was naked. The empty gallery had turned the A/C off and she said, "it's hot, too hot for clothes," and she stripped down to skin. She was pink and raw from sunburn, shiny plasma peeking out of translucent cracks in her epidermis.This Is Why We Can't Be In Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How many times have you done this today?" I asked her. "Also, hello."
I know I flushed pinker than her, fully clothed in my capris and navy fingerless gloves even though it was already July-- burning for her, because she didn't seem to notice her own skin.
She smiled, asked, "Am I beautiful?"
"I don't even know you."
"Okay," she said.
"I have to go," I said.
* * *
She was still naked, our second encounter. I was eating a blizzard in the Dairy Queen and she was sitting at the counter with the tall stools. I tried to avert my eyes, to focus on whatever was outside the window in the parking lot, but she caught my gaze in hers and trapped me. As I watched her, she grinned and twirled, bare feet on the linoleum floor,
Rei and the IntruderA quiet day was upon New Tokyo-3. Rei Ayanami was on her way from school, wondering what she would do with the rest of the day. Her homework had been finished and sync tests weren't until tomorrow morning. As she considered perhaps going to a store for once, she stopped at her apartment door to find someone was already there.Rei and the Intruder4 years ago in Humor More Like This
The subject was female, clad in regular street clothes with black gloves and a simple mask that covered her head, save her eyes and mouth. She was hunched over the doorknob, trying to pick the lock open. Rei's arrival caused her to look up at her in surprise.
"You're early," she said. She drew a gun and pointed at Rei. "Now, why don't you help me and get this door open?"
Rei glanced at the gun with her usual unchanging expression. She knew dying would be at best an inconvenience to NERV's plans. Still, she'd rather not do so unless required.
With her usual calm, Rei walked over and opened the door to her place. She walked in, along with the woman, who
Stolen SkyA lull in activity. A pause in information retrieval that seemed to go on far too long. A somber feel in the air that seemed to come from no other living things being in the area. When Kuyou Suou had stopped walking and taken in her surroundings, she came to realize that she was in a section of the city that she wasn't familiar with.Stolen Sky7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suou was rather extraordinary, in more ways than one. At first glance, she was quite the beautiful girl, fair skin glistening slightly in the sunlight, wearing her usual dark winter uniform from school. She was rather short, her face devoid of emotion, with small silver eyes that seemed to be staring off into space. Most impressive of all was Suou's hair; an immense volume of silky black hair that went all the way down to her calves, with bangs covering her forehead entirely. If one asked the students at her school what Kuyou Suou was like, they would say that she was a very quiet, eccentric, yet beautiful girl, that mostly kept to herself. Unbeknow
Digging Deep (II) - Middle GroundDigging Deep (II) - Middle Ground1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Yes?” Reiko asked, coming to a halt to address the pair. Though her body tensed slightly, she tried her best to be all smiles.
Haruhi glanced at Reiko’s slightly exposed midriff, noting the slightly toned abs. Her eyes drifted to her equally toned arms, then darted down to her legs. Finally, Haruhi’s gaze settled on Reiko’s strained smile.
“Well, I was going to ask you if you’ve seen anything suspicious, but I’d say that you’re plenty suspicious!” Haruhi accused, pointing a finger up at Reiko’s face. If Haruhi seemed intimidated by her height and build, she wasn’t showing it. Mikuru, on the other hand, looked utterly terrified. “S-Suzumiya, you can’t say things like that to someone!” she cried out. Her fidgeting body, huddled nervously behind Haruhi, spoke volumes to Reiko – the girl was terrified.
How to Speak SangheiliMdama chaus...oragata katana da torra shupatana showdeuna.How to Speak Sangheili3 years ago in Settings More Like This
-Shipmaster Mdama...It is where you said it would be.
No endiyoko. Nekoko reke Forerunner nittete uneu.
-No my loyal friend. The planet is where the Forerunners promised us it would be.
Regatito omeo ezon. Requiem's kaneno reu momeu.
-Find us a way inside. Requiem's treasures shall be ours.
Mdama chaus! Gai taka esho. Tashi mahri domo oriyaka tohshibo ngendo norevu tashi nokitano!
-Shipmaster Mdama! The raiding parties have returned. They bring supplies and news of a human ship!
Domo ikagen? Umasa ahn?
-Human? Did it follow them?
Ahe. Korikumo tahshi magachi.
-No. different approach vector.
Matanashi ruahie! Domo ikagen san Requiem!
-Prepare boarding parties! Keep the humans away from Requiem!
Cross CounterCross Counter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everything was set.
Neasa had wasted no time in barging right into Professor Humboldt's home after the Rebel-kun incident, all but demanding that he aid her immediately. Words were exchanged and eventually the professor relented, never being one to turn down a request from the daughter of his dear friends.
Due to time constraints, he had only managed to reinforce two of her Capture Squads. Each one was outfitted with enhanced shock plates to better resist impacts and protect their core's integrity.
Satisfied, Neasa gave the old man a quick hug and sped off with her tougher Shibari-kuns. She was ready to finally bring Sanae to justice.
She had scouts looking for any clues about the evasive ninja's whereabouts since their last run-in, but refocused her search parties efforts twofold after leaving the professor's lab, systematically sending Shibari-kuns to search every inch of wild terrain surrounding the forest.
'Ah, Neasa-sama!' a hushed voice piqued up over the radio she held, <
ODSS Chapter 30ODSS Chapter 303 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kathleen had seen the footage of the Covenant ships leaving, of the human ship with it. She didn't understand why they were being left behind. The UNSC had made it clear that they weren't sending any more through the portal to whatever was on the other side. Kathleen didn't know what was on the other side of the portal, but the prophet and all of the Covenant had followed. Kathleen stared at the screen which showed the glowing gateway that hung in the air. She wondered if Enre had gone through with them.
The door to the barracks opened and Kathleen snapped to attention. "Admiral on deck!" The ODSS all stood up and saluted as the man moved into the room.
The admiral nodded. "At ease." Kathleen dropped her hand but still stood rigid as she waited for the admiral to speak again. "I have some bad news for you. Right now there is a large Covenant ship on its way here, and it's carrying an army of flood." Kathleen stiffened more at the news. An army of flood? "Now, we still have three Sparta
How to Speak Sangheili 2 Oyaka! Dye-dact era ero-me!How to Speak Sangheili 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Faster! Move as if the Didact himself were watching!
Jul 'Mdama! Ero Dye-dact kishu watakara aash imush.
-Jul 'Mdama! I did not expect the Didact's Hand so soon.
Infinite kushe dura gushe gu. Gek ,Ru-kiki.
-Infinity's arrival has advanced my schedule. Rise, Gek.
Eche mata, rute shibo.
-We are still preparing, Shipmaster- we still have yet to be able to activate the shrine.
Renju shuta key-ah eda.
-You are prepared now brother.
Art-ifac deda que.
-Bring the artifact's gift.
Ruke shite shina ruke act.
-He offers his knowledge in exchange for his life.
Ieshu mehe uhe-ga.
- I am willing to accept his offer...for a time.
Snow in the SunAs summer fast approached, Haruhi Suzumiya had declared a bold new plan to promote their club. “Listen up everyone! We’ve been in a rut lately, without a stupendous mystery in sight! We need to promote ourselves more in order to attract the right kind of attention!Snow in the Sun2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Slamming her hands down onto her desk, their leader boldly declared, “Therefore, the SOS Brigade will be attending Comiket to open up our own stall!”
After a moment of silence, Kyon cleared his throat. “Haruhi…” Kyon pointed out, exasperated, “You need to fill out forms far in advance to get a stall set up for these things.”
Haruhi wouldn’t have any of it. “Nonsense; I’m sure they won’t mind if we set something up ourselves! A makeshift booth isn’t hurting anyone, right? And to blend in better, we’ll wear disguises!”
Disguises, as it turned out, had involved “cosplay” outfits.
“I’ll be Snow White, Mikuru c
Wake Me When You Need MeI have come so farWake Me When You Need Me7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't believe where we are,
or if we'll ever get home,
stuck here forever,
with only a bond that has grown,
deeper over time,
I'm yours, you're mine,
but nothing can ever exist,
you're a computer,
you can't have a suitor,
and neither of us can resist,
this love that we share,
we both know it's there,
and will never admit what we see,
that is for the best;
but now I must rest,
so wake me when you need me.
Protect You...Protect You...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will protect you,
When no one else will care,
When everyone has left you,
You can bet that I'll be there,
I will stand by you,
When no one else will try,
I'll be the first to find you,
And the one to dry your eyes,
I'll hold onto you,
You can say that you're alright,
But I can see right through you,
And I will hold you through the night,
I will always love you,
No matter what, through night and day,
Not a a second I don't think of you,
No matter what the world will say,
I will be here for you,
Though the world will turn their cheek,
I will shed a tear for you,
And your smile I will seek,
I will protect you,
Whether they want me to or not,
I won't be one that left you,
That's one promise I still haven't forgot...
Sister Swap: Carrie and Jessica“Shut up Carrie!” Jessica yelled at her older sister.Sister Swap: Carrie and Jessica1 year ago in Settings More Like This
“No, you shut up, you little brat” Carrie snapped back at her younger sister.
“Both of you shut up” their mother hissed “this is a museum”
Jessica stuck her tongue out at Carrie who responded in kind.
“Carrie!” her mother said sharply through gritted teeth “Behave yourself! You know better and act your age…” he gaze shifted to Jessica “Quit antagonizing your sister!”
They both mumbled their own appropriate remarks in return.
They both walked slowly behind their mother into the next room.
Carrie hung back a bit; at 17 she was not happy being here. She had spent the day walking and texting, barely looking at any of the exhibits.
Jessica, at 12, was more interested in the museum and had only started fighting with her sister when Carrie stepped on her foot while texting her boyfriend. Jessica thought to herself “She thinks she’s so cool
It's a Beautiful LIVE: Ch 1Call of Duty 4: Modern WarfareIt's a Beautiful LIVE: Ch 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alt was greeted with Frenzy and AkibaSnake556, a friend they met from three years ago when they were first given full access to the community games. They were all geared up in their standard issue MW equipment; BDUs, Kevlar, helmets and a few individual accessories based on their weapon preferences. "Alty!" Akiba yelled with enthusiasm as he ran up to hug him. Alt cringed for a second before Akiba finally let go. Snake was usually like that; near impossible to get his spirits down even when on a losing streak. "I missed you, man!"
"I...missed you too."
Frenzy chuckled as he "Bout time you showed up. We were about to start up without you."
"Yeah, sorry. 'All Ghillied Up' was just too awesome. MacMillan is my new favorite badass."
"Haha! I told ya you'd like him." He looked past Alt at the empty space in the lobby.
"Though it didn't help that I had to carry his lard ass about five blocks just to drop him behind a ferris
Yellow SpringYellow Spring3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It came in tasteful gestures on a shouldered backward breeze.
Ghosts of smiling children rocked the rusting set of swings.
Plucking yellow daisy tops, in streams the stones did sink.
While birds of cream and navy rode above a gust of pink.
The sun rays pressed their fingers through the isle of cobwebbed clouds.
Spitting shafts of sunlight lift the humming branches' sound.
The sipping of the soil weaned as dewdrops fell in threes.
In this brutte of cradled roots I lay beneath the trees.
Your Attachment - 11Your Attachment - 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is chapter eleven. To view other chapters find the links below.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Your Attachment
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: He needed me. As for myself? Well...I needed a lot of things. Too bad pretending to be a girl while also pretending to be Sebastian's girl friend weren't some of them.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Will eventually be yaoi! (Sorry mom.)
sorry for OOCness. I won't try to have it that way, but since it is AU it will have to be slightly OOC. Also, I will place warnings on the chapters that have yaoi, so don't worry. This chapter is yaoi free! 8D
Tsuruya's laughYou dont know pain until youve been dropkicked by Haruhi Suzumiya.Tsuruya's laugh8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I lay completely still on the floor, trying not to concentrate on my sudden pounding headache, as Haruhi loomed over me, glaring at me like I was a steaming dog turd.
Let that be a lesson to you, Kyon... dont sneak up on me when Im conducting official brigade business!
Official brigade business? You were... agh... dressing yourself in a bunnygirl suit.
And she was. Nagato-san had given me a stack of papers and directed me to bring them to Haruhi, so I found the room she was in, knocked on the door, and came in. The words Oi, Haruhi were barely out of my mouth when I saw her in a skimpy red one-piece swimsuit and a pair of bunny-ears, pulling a black single-leg hose up her right leg. She snapped her head up to look at me, angrily as usual, and leaped up into the air. The telltale cry of ZUBAAAAN! sounded, and before I knew it, I was face down on the
Internet FriendsInternet friends are fake, unreal, untrustworthy.Internet Friends7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Parents say , “Don't give your information
to someone who may do something dirty!
They're liars, evil and rapist in waiting.
Their compliments and gifts
are just another form of baiting.”
I'd like to think that we judge without
getting to know,
what happens on the other side of the mouse.
Internet friends are there when we're alone,
till 2 a.m on weeknights,
chatting with us until the pain is gone.
They're always there to confide,
when we're sometimes
on the verge of suicide.
Pulling us through our depression,
begging us not to relapse,
not to succumb to our regressions.
“Get help, not attention,” they'll tap in chat,
as a response of a picture,
that'll show our wrists all hatched.
Sometimes it's the little things they do for us,
like sending “You're amazing” “You're beautiful”,
“You're so full of love.”
They encourage us at times when our “friends” don't,
Ever MoreBlood and bone,Ever More12 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Fire and steel,
The endless wars of fools do peal,
Onward gong the songs of war,
Blindly they march to settle the score,
Caught in this web of hate and fear,
The slicing, silent sound of death,
I the weapon do draw near,
Created in the image of a maiden fair,
Sent to slaughter their march, no care,
I the war bringer doth draw near,
Loathing as deep as any yet known,
The lives of those shattered souls, away hath been thrown,
The song of triumph, a call to arms!
I feel empty amid the swarms...
My own soul battered by the stench of such death,
But my masters press me on, no such time for a breath,
Soon I am filled with a bitter, sweet revelation.
No long is my creator trusted and I his prime creation,
Buried and sealed with the other relics, I am gladdened,
For now my tainted hand no more to be soaked in blood, no more like a beast maddened,
By the sounds of the war beats triumphant blaze,
By the screams of the innocents who in the way were razed,
By the final fool's tool,