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
Fairy!EnglandxReader: HersFairy!EnglandxReader: Hers3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"____________, love, you must eat," Arthur said placing a plate full of strange food in front of you. You were on the only bed in the small house.
You shook your head slowly. Right now you were far too weak to argue verbally. Even though you resigned yourself to this fate you still clung to the hope that he might let you go. However the chances of that were slim to none.
"____________, ______________, please," the fairy man held your hand in both of his, "eat something. Talk to me, I don't care if you do nothing but insult me."
Your eyelids felt heavy as you began to drift off.
Strong hands shook you back into consciousness, "___________, love don't go to sleep. I'm afraid you won't wake up again."
You opened your mouth to speak, but then closed it.
Arthur leaned forward to kiss you, you let him. But you didn't respond, you didn't move. His gentle kisses then turned hungry and angry. "Kiss me back dammit," he breathed.
You did nothing; it was as if you didn't even know he was there.
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
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
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
I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)"Ehehehe... Ehehehe..."I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I stumbled back, startled. "Did it just talk...?" I asked Garry. 'That's not the weirdest thing that has happened,' I face-palmed in my head.
"Flowers... Flower's are nice..." The paiting cooed.
Garry shrugged. "I-I think it did..."
"Give me that there flower," The painting went on. "And, I'll let you through... Ehehe..."
I stared at the picture uneasily. I was not sure if I should give him my rose or not... When ever I get hurt, the flower looses a petal...
"Ehehe... your flower, pretty please?"
I turned to Garry. "Garry, should I give him my rose?" My voice trembled a bit in fear.
I was not entirely sure what Garry would say, but he is older and adults know the right choices.
However, Garry was being a bit stubborn. He crossed his arms and glared at the painting. "Honestly? No, I don't think you should give him your flower," He said. "But, do what you want, Ib. You're old enough to make your own desicions..." He trailed off.
I rolled my eyes. How old did he th
HP 100 - Hate26. HateHP 100 - Hate3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"...seems to have been a really nasty accident. It reminds me a bit of that Sectum Sempra thing in sixth year."
Astoria stopped writing abruptly, which left a big, ugly ink spot on her parchment. She definitely had just heard Hermione Granger´s voice behind her. That in itself was not very surprising, seeing that they both worked here at the Ministry, but what really had made her ruin her report was the content of her colleague's last sentence. Later on she thought it lucky that she had lain down her quill when the next piece of conversation reached her ears, for she surely would have stabbed the desk if she had kept it in her hand.
"Yeah, you're right. That was really one ugly story...I'm just glad Harry didn't get hurt too. He was lucky he had a good spell though."
That voice didn't sound familiar at all, but Astoria couldn't care less who it was that said such things.
"Hold on. What do you mean with get hurt too? If Harry hadn't used that horrid s
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
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
Hetalia Piri - My Name is...Ramblings of Piri - My Name is...Hetalia Piri - My Name is...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My name is...right. I know my name...it's Maria Clara...Carriedo...de la Cruz. The Republic of the Philippines. Right? That is my name. No, wait. It isn't?" the young girl mumbled to herself as she watched the rain pour outside her home. It was one of those days...when rain and darkness would mix in and be the perfect atmosphere for a gloomy night. Just like what she was facing at the moment.
Over the past few years, she had been constantly trying to collect the pieces of her lost past. Looking for old clues, joining trips to untouched regions of her home, rereading history textbooks from her land and others. She was tired, but she had to find out more about it. Her researchers did tell her to rest and concentrate on her other duties. Fortunately, she is still able to keep up with her schedule and time.
But there was something else. She wasn't just looking for her past, she was trying to return what she had lost. All of those memories, all of t
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
Miss Phantomhive [CIEL PHANTOMHIVE] What if Ciel has a long lost big sister that he didn't know? That Vincent Phantomhive, his father, sent her far away from danger? What if this stranger, that Ciel invited in his manor, was his own sister? Will he be happy? Or will he not care? What if his childhood best friend that he didn't know she's his big sister was standing before him?Miss Phantomhive2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS] what if he met this girl and he deeply fell in love with her? What if this girl was his master's sister? What if he has fallen in love for the first time? To a human? He couldn't help it but to confess his love for her. But he must not tell he's a demon. If she knew, she might hate him, will she?
[Clarissa Phantomhive's history]
After Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive got married, they received a letter from no one, saying that their first born child will be murdered. Rachel was scared that her first child will be killed. So Vincent decided that when their first born baby is given bir
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
Tagged 'LOVE'Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia Axis Powers and the canon characters.Tagged 'LOVE'3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Mild language, OCs and AU (This is not the regular Hetalia Gakuen universe, this is in W Academy universe)
"Your whole life is in the education system. You end it when you either graduate or drop out."
"So basically, we just wear this paper necklace and write whatever we want on each other's papers, right? I can do that."
In the Asia classroom, a group of ten youth sitting in a circle fussed among themselves. Each of them was different, unique in their own way, yet they were family. They lived side by side and they're "the closest family he had known" as China phrased it.
"If they are going to write my oh-so-many virtues on my paper, I'd rather mine gold, please," Brunei commanded to his senior. China gave Brunei a look. "Or yellow paper is close enough."
At least, they believed they were close.
This is so ex
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
Prologue of EvilThe fickle princessPrologue of Evil3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The unwavering servant
The sorrow-filled prince
The vengeful swordswoman
These were children whom had been friends in some connection and were even in love with one another. They laughed and shared stories. They shared dreams and wishes. Their hearts were filled with wonder and desires for things that they want to achieve. A person who is recognized, a person to protect … a person to care for and a person to respect; these were all things that they had desired in some shape or form, and it was that enough for them. The turning point had already began when the fickle princess had sent out someone to detain her former caretaker and execute him in silence for disobedience.
The meadow’s outcast had no place in this story, and yet he had a place. I knew the reason for that, because I, without knowing, created the trigger of war and despair. There was one more character that wasn’t supposed to exist. By the time I had realized what I had helped creat
Who's who?Who's who?3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Alfred was searching for Cecilia inside Iggy's mansion. They were having a Costume Party there and he was going in as Superman (Big Surprise). Cecilia, she said, was a surprise. And she texted him that she was lost.
"Ces! Ces!" Afred shout. "Ces, where are you?"
"Ah! Kuya!" the person he was calling for, the personification of Philippines called him over. "I'm over here!"
Kuya Alfred turned around with a smile, ready to jump on his favorite little sister, only to see someone he wasn't expecting. All the color left his face. Because standing there was Natalia. With a smile on her face. And Belarus with a smile means trouble.
"Forget I was ever here." He quickly said, ready to leave the soon to be crime scene.
"Ah! Wait!" 'Natalia' called, running towards him.
Alfred was pale, he looked around for an exit. But there was nowhere in sight. Help me, God. Please let me live for another day, PLEASE He was already praying on his knees.
"Kuya, what in the world are you doing?" He looked
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?
Unseen Love Ch.5Chapter 5Unseen Love Ch.53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jackson couldn’t sleep a wink that night. After his mother shut the door on Valentine, she didn’t say anything to her son. She didn’t even acknowledge him as he desperately tried to apologize and spilled out the entire story of the previous month of how him and Valentine got together in the first place. He told her about what happened with Manny, being hospitalized, and how Valentine stayed right by his side while she was away. Sydney said nothing.
She just went straight to her bedroom and locked the door. Jackson could hear she was crying inside the room on the other side of the door, but he had no idea how to help. He hoped it would all just blow over in the morning as things often did.
However, the high tension was still in the air as he walked out to the kitchen and saw his mother silently making coffee before heading off to work. Jackson sat down and cleared his throat, smiling at his mom.
“So uh…got a busy day ahead today, mom?” he a