memento vivere - prologueSummary: There are three kinds of magic in the world - that of life, that of death, and those of the elements. John is a Reaper who saves lives and Sherlock is a Healer who studies death. Somehow, they make it work. John's POV.memento vivere - prologue9 months ago in Drama More Like This
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse, war, un-beta'd and 100% disgustingly Americanized u v u
Pairings: Maybe S/J later on. Who knows. I'll see where the fic takes me.
Word Count (so far): ~3k (weEPS AT MY INABILITY TO WRITE LONG DETAILED WORKS OF BEAUTY)
Notes: AU where all Reapers have a shard of liberite (commonly called dragonglass) that can take any form to release the souls of the recently departed to the afterlife. Reapers who take the souls from humans fated to die normally keep their blades in the form of scythes for the symbolism. Healers can crystallize the essence of life to create "soulstones" that can be used to hea
Sonic Earth: It All Begins Again Ch. 1SONIC EARTHSonic Earth: It All Begins Again Ch. 12 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
IT ALL BEGINS AGAIN
CHAPTER 1: VISITING A FRIEND
The celebration had lasted well through the day, all of the Mobians in the town had participated. It was only until twilight did people start to tire out and head in for the night, until finally only two hedgehogs and one twin-tailed fox were left outside.
Just on the outskirts of the small town, up in one of the trees, Sonic dozed happily. The ordeals of the day, chasing after Robotnik, destroying the Death Egg, and having a celebration had left him a bit tired.
The sun peeked through a gap in the treetop, turning the green leaves orange and glowing in Sonic’s face. Lying on a thick branch with his back against the trunk of the tree, his hands behind his head, Sonic took a moment to look out of the leaves surrounding him. The little gap among the leaves revealed a deep orange sky along with Mobius’ neighboring planets sharing it along streaks of white cloud. Illuminating it all was an even deeper-orange
Through These Albino Eyes 1Chapter 1: Who He SawThrough These Albino Eyes 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
There were many explanations as to why he saw them: some people reckoned it had to do with his albinism, others believed it to be a side effect of having nearly died as a child, the majority simply agreed that he was lying or insane and left it at that. However, the majority was wrong. Gilbert Beilschmidt saw ghosts; he'd seen them for as long as he could remember.
Unfortunately, perceived madness was not the only burden shouldered by the young man.
Ever since he'd turned eighteen, Gilbert had been saddled with the responsibility of raising his brother, nine years his junior. Promptly following his graduation from high school (he'd been held back a year), he had gone job hunting and been rewarded with one nightshift and several odd jobs around the city just east of the middle of nowhere.
Now, replacing the mop in the custodian's closet at the hos
Endless: Chapter 3Endless: Chapter 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The following morning, Lucas was awakened by the tickle of something prickly on his face. He proceeded with a quiet little sneeze, scaring a leaf from his nose. The blonde opened his eyes slightly and winced from the speckled light peeking through the tree tops. He then jumped at a sound next to him, he looked over at Ness yawning. The raven-headed boy didn't seem like much of a morning person to him from his lazy body language. Ness looked at him and smiled, with Lucas returning one back to him.
"Good morning Ness. Did you sleep well?"
"I guess so, but I had the weirdest dream "
Confused, Lucas tilted his head to one side. "Like what?" His curiosity knew no bounds or limits.
"I had a dream I was a wolf, but I guess it was nothing meaningful." Ness shrugged and continued waking up.
Lucas sat and thought to himself, while biting his bottom lip. Wolves huh .I never did tell Ness what happened last night. Or when that wolf bit me and left that huge wou- He then reached ba
Heart Swap Showdown Chapter 2 Heart Swap Showdown - Chapter 2Heart Swap Showdown Chapter 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As sunlight gently crept through the windows and shone into Marths face, he slowly began to wake up. His eyes slowly fluttered and he rose up and took a look out the window. A smile crept upon his face. Its a sunny day today thats perfect. He quietly got dressed and headed out of his room, and as he walked through the hallways pass various other rooms in the mansion, he managed to catch Ike walking by in the opposite direction. Marth bobbed his head in greeting towards him, and Ike did likewise, but to Marths surprise, Ike did not continue on walking and instead planted his feet down right when Marth was about to pass him.
Say, Marth, have you seen Samus today? Ike asked him curiously.
Marth shook his head
Through These Albino Eyes 14Chapter 14: How They BeganThrough These Albino Eyes 142 years ago in Romance More Like This
The morning found Gilbert waking slowly on the couch, mouth dry and fuzzy with sleep and chest burdened with an unfamiliar weight. Blinking against the strained light of the room, he found Elizabeta nestled against him, her cheek resting over his suddenly racing heart. For a moment, he wondered how she hadn't woken for the deafening throb of blood as it hammered in his ears. Then it fell silent, frozen in place. Today was Saturday exorcism day and the realization sent goose bumps shooting along his pale arms. He had never seen an exorcism before, and the word itself made his stomach twist uneasily; the image of Matthew writhing on the floor, crying and screaming for mercy jolted through his conscious mind and stuck there replaying itself like the proverbial broken record. Suddenly, Gilbert felt sick.
The next series of events was sparked when the phone rang from the kitchen, calling for
Through These Albino Eyes 16Chapter 16: When He Got LuckyThrough These Albino Eyes 162 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Welcome back, Gilbert!" Ludwig smiled contentedly from the sofa. "Eliza and I were waiting for you!"
"Of course you were," he teased, entering the living room and giving both people seated on the couch a quick kiss on the forehead for his brother, and on the cheek for his girlfriend. "How do you two manage without me?"
"Barely," was the sarcastic reply as Elizabeta rose from her seat to accompany Gilbert into the kitchen. "We made goulash for dinner."
Following the exorcism adventure, the two young people had leveled their tentative relationship up to legitimate dating and, after much discussion, they had agreed to relocate to Elizabeta's house where he wouldn't have to worry about making the rent and could focus on saving up to buy a place of his own. When he had packed up the last of his
Through These Albino Eyes 7Chapter 7: When He Wasn't HomeThrough These Albino Eyes 72 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ludwig eyed the woman over his steaming bowl of macaroni and cheese, his spoon clenched firmly in his fist as he silently evaluated her. Unlike Gilbert, she had managed to make the noodles the perfect not-chewy, not-crunchy texture, but she was also a stranger and this set him on edge.
"How do you know my brother?" he asked finally, following the inquiry with another mouthful of the orange-yellow pasta.
"We've been friends for a long time." Twirling her hair around her finger like the girls in his class, she mused, "But we didn't really hang out together outside of school after middle school. You were three? Four?"
"Then did you know my dad?"
Her eyes hardened slightly, and she nodded. "Yeah, I remember him."
"He died in a chemical fire
Through These Albino Eyes 8Chapter 8: Where His Words Had No EffectThrough These Albino Eyes 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
For a long time, Gilbert and Elizabeta sat out in the car parked in front of her ranch-style family home. During this time, the albino pretended not to be wistfully gazing at the building situated next-door, pretended not to be wishing that he could return to those splendid glory days of being six-years-old and knowing everything.
Finally, his companion cleared her throat, successfully drowning out his sentimental daydreams.
"Uh, right." He rubbed his hands together restlessly, more for the comforting sensation of movement than for the need for warmth especially not on this particularly humid day in June. "Where're your folks, anyway?"
"They're out visiting my dad's family back in Hungary." Shrugging, she added, "They'll be out of town until sometime in July."
"Jesus," Gilbert snorted, jammi
Through These Albino Eyes 9Chapter 9: Who He CalledThrough These Albino Eyes 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
The drive back to the brothers' duplex was silent and tainted with anxiety. When the brunette had finally pulled her hand free of Gilbert's, she hadn't been able to meet his eyes. He just assumed she was embarrassed to have been caught acting so completely terrified. Had she been the same girl he'd known as a child, she might have run up to Matthew and spit at him, or screamed curses and insults until she ran out (which would have taken quite a while). However, femininity and high school had changed her, making her seem, at times, like someone far removed from the tomboy who had once used his head to unjam her locker (he still winced each time he passed the damned thing in the middle school hallway). It was strange, but somehow this new behavior drew Gilbert in, making him want to protect her from any harm that threatened her horizons though that he knew full well that she was perfectly capable of defending herself.
Through These Albino Eyes 10Chapter 10: What They DiscussedThrough These Albino Eyes 102 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lovino Vargas was every bit as ornery as Gilbert remembered, his young, sun-tanned face twisted into a thunderous scowl. Hazel eyes glittering with obvious distaste as they studied his surroundings, he spat, "I see you're still living like a bum."
"And you're still living off your boyfriend," the albino countered shortly, jerking his head in the direction of the aforementioned lover. "If I didn't need your help, I would beat the living shit out of you right now."
"Like you could." The shorter man crossed his arms and glared, inwardly cursing Antonio for making him come. "Anyway, what the hell did you want?"
Silently, Gilbert clenched and flexed his empty hands, waiting for the proper words to come to him and considering the various outcomes of the different dialogue options (reasoning with this temperamental Italian was like disarming a
Through These Albino Eyes 6Chapter 6: How He Stumbled Upon DisasterThrough These Albino Eyes 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
Things at the middle school had gone smoothly today, and business had been slow at the pawn shop all afternoon. Left with nothing to do but brood silently in the (unexpectedly painful) lightening of his work load, Gilbert sat slouched behind the counter, arms crossed and brow furrowed deeply. In all technicality, he was doing fairly well as far as payments and checking account balances went, but not well enough to be looking for a new home; not well enough to give Ludwig all the things he needed or deserved. He couldn't even bring himself to think about how they would pay for college someday.
Glancing up at the clock, he learned that it was closing time and that his shift at the movie theater would be starting in just under an hour. He busied himself counting out the bills in the register, placing the allotted amount into the bank bag for him to deliver on his way out. Then, locking the
Through These Albino Eyes 3Chapter 3: Where He WorkedThrough These Albino Eyes 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
"'Morning, Lilli," he greeted the blond girl waiting at the janitor's closet. Like the man on the street, he had once tried to make her release her hold on the faint glimmer of a former life and had failed spectacularly; instead of convincing her to move on, he'd somehow made her believe that he needed a constant companion while he completed his handyman tasks around the middle school.
"Hi Gilbert," she murmured shyly. Her eyes had always seemed just a tad too big for her face, resting on him with a rich jade-blue that shone with trust. As far as he'd heard, Lilli Zwingli had died some years before due to an extreme allergic reaction to some sort of nut (the food kind, not the kind Gilbert considered himself to be). Prior to that, her older brother had raised her, foregoing his own education to provide for their broken family. Perhaps he reminded her of that brother, wherever he was.
Through These Albinio Eyes 4Chapter 4: What He RememberedThrough These Albinio Eyes 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
Standing in tiny shower cubicle, surrounded by cheaply tiled walls and drenched in lukewarm water (the hot water heater was acting up again), Gilbert irritably forced the brightly cherry-scented shampoo (that he shared with Ludwig) through his tangled, platinum blond locks. Another ghost, another sob story, another freaking load to join all the others he should've stopped carrying ages ago. These people's lives weren't his business, and their afterlives shouldn't have been his business, either. For some reason, he just kept letting them in.
His hands ceased their lathering as he heaved a chest-splitting sigh. He'd always wondered if there were others like him in the world (and there had to be it wasn't possible that he was the only albino freak-of-nature on the planet), and if they, too, faced the struggles he did. Perhaps these potential "others" had simply learned early on t
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The duplex loomed eerily before him in the half-light of dawn, somehow managing to appear greater than its one level height. Fumbling for a moment with his keys, Gilbert opened the swollen door with a swift kick that made it swing back on its hinges. It was at this time of day that he always had to bite his tongue to avoid calling out a relieved declaration of, "I'm home!" for fear of waking Ludwig before it was time. Instead, the weary man dragged his damaged bicycle into the family room where he leaned it haphazardly against the wall before collapsing onto the sofa.
The woman who had lived in their section last sobbed quietly in the corner, the bruises on her face and around her neck giving her reason enough.
Gilbert rolled onto his side, eyes still closed, and grumbled, "Look, I'm sorry your husband was a total douche bag, but could you keep it down? Some of us are tr
Writing Meme - I Hate YouIt was raining.Writing Meme - I Hate You2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Not a heavy rain, but one with overly large drops that completely drenched whatever they touched.
And it had just suddenly started.
One minute the sky had been clear and blue, the sun shining down, birds singing and people out walking. And the next it was raining. It was one of those summer showers that could potentially end in minutes or hours. But for Kent Archer, who was no stuck in a gazebo in the middle of the park with no umbrella, it would last far, far too long.
Kent and several friends had been at the basketball court, located a short walk from his current location, when it had started raining. They'd all scattered. He wasn't certain where the others had gone, and at the moment, chilled from the sudden rain and alone, he didn't really care. All he wanted was for the rain to stop so that he could head home.
Sitting on a bench, he stretched his legs out in front of him, staring out at the deserted pathway. The world seemed so dull in the rain. Like all the life h
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Snake paced the floor of his office, anticipating his first meeting with EarthBound, the freelance psychokinetic (or PK, as it was shortened to) group comprising of two young boys: Ness and Lucas. Snake had read on the database that these two were highly sought after, renowned for their unconventional fighting style and psychic prowess, and thus elevating them to one of the most influential veteran factions there were. Snake wasnt sure he needed someone quite so apparently powerful to help him, but he conceded he was a first-timer and probably could use the extra help.
Aand, he was far from forgetting Kirby.
Snake looked at his watch, and it swat seven. Annny minute now
With a smart crack, two boys appeared at Snakes feet, causing the mercenary to stumble back against his desk and utter a small Whoa. They both only came to his knee, b
Grimm City Chapter ThreeWith their foe conquered, the maiden and the wolf rescued the beautiful princess. In return for their heroism, she offered her wealth and power, and joined them on their quest. Though the wolf did not care for the additional company, even he could not detect the smell of danger heading their way. The maiden continued onwards with her friends, never knowing that the trio had started to walk on a path of darknessGrimm City Chapter Three1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Mickey, that wasn't very nice!"
"Hm? What?" Mickey asked, though he knew exactly what Minnie was referring to. The smog was heavier on this third day of working together than it had been yesterday, but he could still see well enough to drive through the startled traffic. Anyone who had started to roll down their windows to snap at him for his reckless speed quickly silenced themselves when they saw what was riding the chopper. He could admit he was going faster than usual, but he had a perfectly good reason behind burning so much rubber.
"We were supposed to wait f
Grimm City Chapter FiveThe brave heroes encountered trouble with a terrifying troll, but with terrific teamwork, victory was theirs once more. The maiden used clever thinking to ensnare the magic that had held their foe, but now she understood they needed to go back to the beginning. With the addition of a slow-witted but kind huntsman, they set foot once more to solve the mystery. Yet there were more secrets and lies waiting for them behind every turn of the pageGrimm City Chapter Five1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Normally Minnie would be in bed by this hour, but with the capture of the white feather, she couldn't wait another day to have the answers. She headed out of the forest as soon as her wits were collected, followed by all of her companions including Goofy, who had insisted "If someone's after my life, I think I'd like ta know more 'bout it." Mickey had given up on trying to keep the group small, and knew exactly where to go when the mice climbed back on his motorcycle. The ride to Professor Ludwig Von Drake's house was unusually
Us: 666 Troll: 0Us: 666 Troll: 03 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Murdoc_Alphonse_Niccals: "Am I gay? I wasn't aware of that. Last I checked I had a harem of female minons. And as far as the rest of those appendages I call my band are concerned, I haven't the slightest what they do with their free time, so they may very well "suck dick" as you so eloquently suggested. I honestly don't give a toss if you think I don't have a life - I've got fans and minions that worship the very ground I walk on, and more money than you'll ever have, so I think I'm on pretty good terms with life. I'm not a pedophile - as you'll easily find anywhere on the internet, all the women I've shagged are 100% legal. By the way, as far as I'm concerned, sex and drugs aren't particularly bad things to sing about, though if you haven't noticed, I don't do the singing. Oh, and might I commend you on your exemplary spelling, you're a credit to your peers. You obviously know enough about me to know my age, so you most certainly know enough about me to know I don't "suck dick 2". Now
Snows list of OTPsList of OTPsSnows list of OTPs3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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9- Ever the MuteI do not care if you cannot speak9- Ever the Mute4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For words are nothing
I just need you to be there with me
And travel by my side
I know I'm not the strongest, nor the most intelligent
But I now find myself melting for you
Whereas once there was nothing but emptiness there
Now resides a beating heart
I do not care if you cannot speak
Because what are words to me?
So long as I have you near me
We'll always be complete.
9 OC Text Meme1. All you need to do is fill out the answers that is asked about your 9 OC in the meme. That's pretty simple, right?9 OC Text Meme4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2. Some questions will allow straight answers, but others will require a bit of thinking power on your part. Take your time on those questions, and if you can't answer one, skip it and answer the rest of them, and then go back to it.
3. If you still can't answer it because it contradicts something about you OC to the point where it's impossible to answer, let the creator of this questionnaire/meme know about in the commenting section so they can either help you out a little, or if they REALLY need to (which would be n extremely rare case), edit or add another question that might suit it.
4. That doesn't mean the creator of this questionnaire/meme will add in a question every time someone complains/moans about one teeny tiny detail about the questionnaire/meme, and if that somehow ends up happening on a regular basis, chances are the creator of this questionnaire/meme wo