Circle in the SandCircle in the SandCircle in the Sand3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stand on the sand and watch the rising of the moon as the sun goes down.
At night, the harvest moon's reflection at the ocean's edge resembles sea serpents playing in the wavelets along the shoreline. I walk down to the shoreline and feel the gentle caress of the wavelets on my bare feet, with the sand in between my toes and the wind in my hair. I turn and look out at the soft sandy beach that seems to stretch on forever and I decide to walk on for awhile before it gets too dark or the tide comes in.
Running all over the beach are little white 'ghost crabs' as they're called, and the seagulls fly overhead with screams and whistles. I look behind me only to see that my wandering trail has become blurred and indistinct as the water's edge advances and recedes along the beach. Off in the distance is a jetty, a grouping of boulders in the water, and in front of it I see round, black things bobbing up and down in the water, not far off shore. Not in any hurry to see wha
P R I D E | Ciel PhantomhiveP R I D E | Ciel Phantomhive2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My pride fell with my fortunes.
Earl Ciel Phantomhive. Better known as the Queen's Guard Dog.
He was a boy,
that held an outrageous amount of pride of himself.
Always was willing to go for the win - and would consider himself as the King of the Throne.
Treating his pawns as marionettes - controlling them with his strings. He took complete power of that, there was no doubt.
“I heard that there was a murder that happened a few nights ago,” [Name] stated as she looked over at the book filled with a thousand words in it.
Ciel knew, of course.
He always knew everything - and was always right.
“Pity,” He sighed.
Well, it wasn't like he actually cared. [Name] was type of girl whom was always cautious about her surroundings, and would prefer to keep her knowledge to herself. Such a pity, indeed.
“Are you going to do anything about it, my Lord?” She asked, almost in a teasing tone. But he ignored it.
“I don't really see a reason why I should,
Little Songbird: Chapter.4Little Songbird: Chapter.42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.: Chapter IV :.
“The Baker's Daughter” pt.2
The carriage announced itself with its onslaught of rhythmic trotting. It tipped and swayed along the uneven path through the countryside, a black shape teetering across the sunset. It made the coachman and the party inside rather uncomfortable.
Riliane had done everything in her own power to convince Wynn that she did not want to attend the Midford's soiree, but all her preciously feigned tears and puppy stares were a waste unless he actually looked at her face, which he refused to do. Instead he convinced her to accompany him at the mention of Ciel Phantomhive. She reluctantly agreed, seeing it as a chance to remake her first impression.
The dispute she and Ciel had had lead to an interesting brawl between their butlers. Long story short; Riliane had gotten anxious watching Damian be beaten to a pulp and ran into the fray, right when Sebastian was about to deli
Saving Carmelita Part 3Saving Carmelita Part 3Saving Carmelita Part 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
3 days had past and The Cooper Gang went to Prague in the Contessa's Old Castle. When they got there, they realized it was armed by so many guards. They went to find a little safe house, they found their old safe house when Bentley saved Sly and Murray. After hours of the slide show. They went to the Contessa's Old Castle.
"Okay Bentley, I'm on my way" Sly said as he jumps and slides down the cable line.(A/N: I don't know what it is called, because I think is called cable line.)
Sly then reaches to the Old Castle, he sneaks around, trying to be quiet. He then see's a air vent. Sly then crawls in the air vent and he see's a figure. He crawls further over there and see's Carmelita walking around the jail cell.
"Psst, Carmelita" Sly whispered.
Carmelita then looks around of where the voice came from and looks at the wall where the air vent is.
She walks toward the air vent.
"Sly is good to see you again."Carmelita said and smiled.
"Me too Carm
MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence~*~MPIxW Contest Entry: Reminiscence3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Indonesia held her head down as Australian sea patrols yelled at her sailors. It was her fifth attempt to try and enter Australia, and yet there was no success. She separated from her vessel and was taken to shore by the Australian guards, where Netherlands would come take her home.
The little girl sat quietly on the beach, surrounded tightly by men with guns. She had just wanted to see her friend; a boy named Yolngu. They had been separated for a long time, and she worried for him. Despite the struggle it took to get on a boat to him, she didn't care. It was worth escaping her room, through the window or through the door. Through the forest or the fields. It didn't matter. Her friend was what mattered.
She hugged her legs to her chest as she shuddered against the ocean breeze. A shadow of a boat appeared on the horizon. It grew bigger and bigger as it got closer, and when it was an enough distance away, a rowboat was deployed and sailed towards the beach. When it docked, Ne
APH: Innocent AngelHis siblings were like that once.APH: Innocent Angel5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pure, innocent angels. They still are. In his opinion.
When they were little, South Korea, being the smallest, would burst into tears and scream for China to hold him, and for some attention too. Taiwan would complain as she combed her silky brown hair with a jade comb. Hong Kong would sit beside Japan calmly and perhaps wait for the commotion to die down, while Kowloon ran and tossed the smallest brother high up in the air in effort to calm him. All of them were innocent angels.
That was, until, Japan betrayed him.
He took Taiwan, and South Korea. He tore China's back apart. It was just China and Hong Kong and Kowloon. Until the foreign devils came, of course. Especially one in particular.
He made China a fool. China was foolish for thinking that he wouldn't be fooled. Imperial China thought he didn't need any of those foreign devil's opinion. He lost their respect, and they came taking his things. China was proud when England came asking for tea, sil
DateHe grimaces as he looks in the mirror, tugging uncomfortablely at the bow tie wrapped around his neck. He just doesn't know about this, it seems awfully...awfully...not right. Sure he's worn a bow tie, but that was for a job.Date5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Erza, I think this is a bad idea." He states, looking up from his neck to catch the eye of the Titania of Fairy Tail standing behind him. Her eyes flash and he regrets telling her that.
"Gray," She states as she walks over to him, clamping her overly strong hand on his shoulder, crushing it. "You must look nice for your date with Juvia." At that Gray grimaced even more and wish he could-like the water mage- melt into a puddle and ooze away or something. This 'date' had not been his idea at all. Rather he had been against the whole thing. But Lucy had mentioned something about Juvia being really nice and blah blah and then Erza had threaten to hurt him if he didn't. And well, when Erza tells you to do something, you listen. He barely notices when Erza's hand loose
I love You, That is TrueI love you, That is trueI love You, That is True3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How long has it been …
“Tawalisi,” You stood there, holding your hand out and offering me such a sweet and sincere smile. “Let us make an alliance, okay?”
I could only stutter your name as I watched you, mesmerized. It was the first time someone who isn’t my sister had offered me such an offer with so much sincerity in them.
Since those blissful times together?
I grasped your hands and held it tight, my eyes boring yours. “Of course.”
Back then, everything was beautiful …
I held your hand and you held mine. Time seems to stand still, and I was never alone. I always felt secured and happy, as long as you are there to hold my hand, safe and sound.
Every moment we spent together…
“T-this is for me?” I looked in awe at the breathtaking necklace made of shells and other beautiful stones. “You made this… for me?”
“Y-yes, do you
OC Philippines ProfileCountry InformationOC Philippines Profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Official Country Name: Philippines (Republika ng Pilipinas)
Largest City: Quezon City
Languages: Tagalog (Filipino) and English are the main two. Other languages (recognised regional languages) include Bikol, Cebuano, Hiligaynon, Ilokano, Pampango, Pangasinense and Waray. Other languages that are spoken (but not as much) include Spanish, Arabic, Japanese, Chinese and Korean.
Government: Unitary presidential constitutional republic
Current Leader: Benigno Aquino III
National Anthem: Lupang Hinirang
National motto: "Maka-Diyos, Maka-Tao, Makakalikasan, at Makabansa". It translates to "For God, People, Nature, and Country"
National Flower: Sampaguita
National Tree: Narra
National Bird: The Philippine Eagle
National Sport: Arnis (also known as Eskrima, Kali), which is the traditional martial arts of the Philippines
Human Name: Marice
Resurfacing Memories"Tawalisi, let's play Congkak" The owner of the voice was a pretty girl with her hair tied in a ponytail and there was flower on her hair.Resurfacing Memories3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do I know you?
"Go, Tawalisi! Win and Beat Akak again!" It was another girl with eyes that tells her laidback persona. She was wearing a Gumamela flower on her head and she was waving a fan around as she cheered.
Who are you?
"Waah! Tawalisi wins again, so amazing!" She heard the smallest girl with the short curly hair say. She was being carried by a boy with sharp eyes and glasses who congratulated her.
Are you talking about me?
"Congratulations, Tawalisi." She turned her head, only to find herself alone with the speaker. She saw his smile, she saw his figure, and his long ahoge as Japan would put it. But that was it. He was familiar, his essence and his voice was. But why couldn't she see his face?
Who are you? Who is Tawalisi?
"Hehe," she heard someone giggling, and she searched for the source.
Nippone (Species Ref)Nippone (Species Ref)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Plant/Earth Pony Hybrid (No unicorns, pegasi, alicorns)Nippones originate and inhabit parts of Neighsia in the far east.
Most common are single color coats.Uncommon but by no means rare, are “print” coats – Spots, stripes, gradients, and the like.Rare Print coats are coats with patterns and details similar to indigenous wildlife in the region. (Panda, Tiger, Red Panda, etc )
Manes/tails have no more than three colors. Can have one color, two, or three.
Distinguishing features are the bamboo shoots, leaves, and vines that are a part of the pony’s biological makeup and anatomy.Common to find bamboo shoots at the base of the tail.
Females have bamboo shoots/leaves/or vines around their ears.Males have bamboo shoots along the spine, and protruding around ankle areas
It is not uncommon for a Nippone to still have a normal tail a
INNOCENCE -(poems, Harry Potter fan characters)-Rated: PG-13. I don't know, I've never rated dark-ish poems.INNOCENCE -(poems, Harry Potter fan characters)-3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
1. Poems about one canon character, and three of my original characters I've created into the Harry Potter universe. The fourth poem is about the canon character, in my personal view of him.
2. Look into the author's comment box after reading these, if you wish to know what's behind them.
You're afraid I'd never trust you again if I opened the door.
But now that I have, I realize I was always only yours.
Yes, you've lied; said I'd seen them dead.
But I should've listened.
'Cause I get what you did, and I'm grateful,
for better growing up with a beautiful lie than with an ugly truth.
Now I'm only afraid these demons I face
are too dark, stronger than our love.
I feel I've a gift from the world's darkest force.
I can't ask for your understanding.
But what I want more
is your love, so please keep giving.
They say I'm playing with the Devil.
Well, I thin
In The RainHe knows that she blames herself whenever it rains. He can tell by the way her shoulders stiffen and how she bristles with a mixture of angry and hurt whenever someone comments on how depressing the rain is. Between his own experience in fighting her and the little bits of information he has managed to glean from Gazille about there time before Fairy Tail, she as always alone. No one wanted a rain girl. And he feels a bit bad about the things he said during their fight. He hadn't meant to hurt her feelings.In The Rain5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So the next time Fiore has a long rainy stretch, he goes out of his way to find her. Because he knows that she is worried that everyone will soon hate her. That once again, she will be alone in this world and for some reason, he really doesn't want her to feel this way. Eventually he finds her, sitting on a bench in the park. Her umbrella lying discarded on the ground. He slides unto the wet bench, settling in next to her. And honestly, he doesn't mind too much, when her
More QuestionsErik was asked the following:More Questions8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1- Find the book nearest to you, go to page 18, find line 4:
"For nature crescent does not grow alone."
2- Stretch out your left arm as far as you can:
...Alright. Now what?
3- Without looking, what time is it?:
4- Now, what is the actual time?:
A minute past midnight.
5- When did you last step outside?:
Ah...it would have to be around two weeks ago. I was in dire need of a new dress shirt because Nadir knocked over a bottle of ink on the old one. Why he was snooping around my desk, I've no idea, but I promptly poured the entire bottle over his balding head. His scalp is still stained a faint gray.
6- Before you took this survey, what did you look at?:
The pile of unfinished compositions upon the writing desk.
7- What are you wearing?
A new dress shirt and trousers that are regrettably too large. I find it rather difficult to find clothing that fits properly. I'm a bit thin, you see.
8- Did you dream last night?:
No, as I di
I love you, but we must partTime passed and the Dark times came…I love you, but we must part3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I felt my body shiver in fright. I’ve heard plenty of stories about the western men who threatened my family. I admit that I am mighty scared.
What if they try to hurt me? Or worse… what if they do something to harm my family? I doubt I can take such agonizing sorrow if they do. I am not quite sure I can forgive them if they do.
I watched the western men (”Outsiders… Trespassers…” I could hear my inner thoughts) from behind Zubu’s Rajah. He had warned me to be wary of the westerners. Just as you and Temasek had warned me of their deceitful tongues the western people possess. I peeked a bit, observing the
Aschenputtel 2010Aschenputtel 20103 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy merchant; he had a marvellous house, garden and animals. Along with these wonderful possessions, the merchant had a very lovely wife and an extremely beautiful daughter. This daughter had skin as smooth and white as marble, long strawberry blond hair as wavy as the waves on the sea and small, delicate feet. However these features were nothing compared to her blue eyes and kind nature. The merchant however was having an affair with a widow. Soon he began to feel hatred towards his most kindly wife and everything to do with her.
One day the merchant took his wife on a journey. On the way home his wife died in unknown circumstances. The merchant quickly buried his wife in the garden when he came home. The maiden would wake up before the cock crowed and weep at the grave of her mother.
The merchant then married his mistress, who already had two children, named Carolina and Aurelia, both of whom were of similar age to the merchant's daughter. Though t
Love and scary thingsLittle spidersLove and scary things3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spin your webs around me
Hold me tight within
Don't hate me, love me
And allow your webs to spin
Stay within me
And show me all your sin
Please don't bite me
The poison's going in
Please don't eat me
I loved you till the end
Please come with me
I thought you were my friend
Why do you hate me?
My funeral, will you attend?
Hetalia Drabbles: The MaPhilIndo TrioIf someone asks meHetalia Drabbles: The MaPhilIndo Trio3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What my colors are...
My answer would be
For the blood that was shed
For the bones that were broken
I don't know if anyone disagrees
Or if anyone knew
But that was how my flag was made
Would you be so kind, dear sister
My dear sister Malaysia
To please call me 'akak' again?
Would you be so kind, dear sister
To please stop driving me insane?
Would you please hear me, dear sister
My dear sister Philippines
And come to visit me again?
Would you please hear me, dear sister
And at least contact me?
I've hated you, I've missed you, I've started hating missing you
My dear, dear sisters
I've died without you
I can't go on
Your poor sister is sick
Would you care?
Have you ever loved me?
Or have you just wanted to take advantage of me?
Like all the other nations in the world
Am I truly that alone?
And to be loved back
That is my dream
Have you ever known that?
Or am I just a slave in everyone's eyes?
Is it true?
AnimosityShe sits silently across from him in the train car. Hands laced tightly together rest uneasily in her lap. She stares intently at them, as if looking up at her companion might throw her into the depths of hell.. He shifts slightly, uncrossing his legs only to recross them. She doesn't even look up, not even the slightest flicker of her eyes. He stares at her though, eyebrows knitted together and back rigid against the cushion of his seat. He stares at her and studies her. Studies the way her blue hair flows like water from the crown of her head down to the curls that form just underneath her chin. He notes the way the dark blue fabric of her coat clashes greatly against her pale skin. The way the fur on her collar ruffles slightly with every exhale. But it is the Teru Teru Bozu pinned at her neck that moves him. Its stitched unseeing eyes and half smiling mouth, speak to him silently. He has to make amends, it tells him.Animosity5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I apologize for before." Her head raises slowly and she stares a
Staring at the CloudsThey lie in the grass together. Shoulders just barely touching. Every once in awhile, the rain woman lifts a hand to her mouth, hiding her giggles. And for his part, the ice mage does his best to not look to indignant. Soon they are back to pointing at the clouds, each exclaiming like children what the shapes remind them of. Juvia, for the most part stays quiet. After all, every cloud reminds her of Gray-sama. Instead, she is content just listen to him as he rattles off what he thinks each cloud looks like. A rabbit, dog, chicken and once even Happy. She doesn't see any of them. But to her that doesn't matter and yes she nods -a little too vigorously- about his comment on that one cloud looking like the master.Staring at the Clouds5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The drift into silence and time stretches away. Juvia worries that she has started to bore him. Nervously, she chews on her lower lip wishing, she could think of something to say to him. She desperately doesn't want this moment to end.
"That reminds me of you." He says suddenly
The Tale of Sirius Black: RekindledSiriusThe Tale of Sirius Black: Rekindled3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was unnerving how many times one word could change definitions in only one lifetime.
In my first year at Hogwarts, all those years ago, innocent was what we all were. Well, perhaps not so much me and James. I don’t think we’ve ever been all that innocent. But most of the first years. They were innocent. Not knowing much about the world, with big, eager eyes, ready to know everything they could about the spellbinding new world they were about to enter.
A few years passed. Innocent became what we claimed to be to the professors, simply to avoid detention. Innocent was what they never believed that we were.
How times have changed. How I long for those times when the worst thing that could happen, should you be convicted, was that you would be forced to file papers or scrub trophies.
Still more years passed. We graduated from Hogwarts. Joined the Order. Fought Voldemort. An
Melinda's Pumpkin Juice RecipeMelinda's Pumpkin Juice Recipe2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Melinda's Pumpkin Juice Recipe
Note: You will need a juicer for this.
I started out with the main ingredients of the Wizarding World's pumpkin juice: apple juice concentrate, pumkin puree, and apricot puree. I didn't use any sugar, and I added cinnamon and pumpkin pie spice in it. I also substituted pumpkin for squash because pumpkins are too big, and there weren't any available at my grocery store.
1 green apple
1 tsp cinnamon
2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
3/4 c water
Juice the squash, apple, and apricots. Add the cinnamon and pumpkin pie spice and whisk until the spices are completely mixed into the juice. Add the water and whisk together. My juice was thicker than most commercial juices, so you can add more water if you prefer it that way.
Serves the Golden Trio (three). C:
Amends They worried, he knew that.Amends3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was true that his mental state seemed to be deteriorating all the time. The joke shop had been closed for days, now. He must have lost a lot of sales.
He didn’t care.
Why should he care? What did money matter, when they were richer than they’d ever needed to be? What did the shop matter, when the only other person who had shared the dream was gone?
What did anything matter, when he was half of a whole?
Yes, they worried. They all worried. His mother most of all, of course, as all mothers did. His father, who always seemed unsure of what to do around him now. His siblings… Well, they had all felt almost the same pain he had. Almost. None of them had lost their other halves.
He didn’t know what he was thinking half the time. The other half, his thoughts were incomplete.
You see, Fred had always been there to complete them for him.