Star Wars: Darth Maul drabbles1. be not afraidStar Wars: Darth Maul drabbles3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
When Darth Maul thinks back on his time in the cave he thinks that he can still feel mechanical legs creaking around him and a heavy body dragging on the floor. He rebuilt himself from black plates and used the bones and teeth of animals for his joints. He worked oil and fat into his engines the same, with no particular thought for practicality or speed. He did not need to walk streets because he was here in this rusting red land and he would be here forever, every minute the future and all other futures unthought of, living and killing.
But when he is revived and resuscitated and his memory returned to him, he finds that the spidery legs he made were a cage. They frighten him with their messy unwillingness to move together, and thinking of them attached to the remnants of his body makes it all worse. He becomes, in quick moments that are not relevant to the future(s), afraid of himself.
But he always kept fear close to him, even closer than the steel
Clone Wars: BrothersDarth Maul looks up at the creature that is calling itself his brother.Clone Wars: Brothers3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sees black stripes on a yellow face; hooked, tan horns; orange eyes. He sees black armor like the shell of a turtle. This must be another animal, come to fight Maul for his nest. Maul shivers all over, readying himself to get up. He arcs like a cat. He tastes the air with his teeth and his tongue. It smells like ashes and fire, but it always does. Maybe, somewhere, there's the tang of speeder exhaust from above, and something electrical.
The creature talks to him. The voice is deep, and the words, garbled. It has shoved its way into his den, and sniffed while it looked at his scrap metal and his fire and his drawings. It is a big, wide-shouldered creature.
Maul has trouble with words sometimes. He remembers that they used to be easy for him, but now they seem to stick and repeat instead of forming into new shapes quickly. The shapes of letters seem to have color and sound of their own.
I I hate myself.I2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I'm plain. I'm boring. I don't have any sexual appealing qualities.
Heck, I'm a C cup for goodness sakes.
I never went outside during the entirety of my middle school life. The only time I stepped outside was when I went to take my precious dog to go do his business and to go to school. If I went to the mall, it was rare. I had a tendency to lock myself in my room the minute I got home to read a book or to do homework. I sometimes studied when I had a test the next day and I barely ate because I never did anything to have my stomach weep for hunger.
I was lonely. I was depressed. I rarely ever smiled.
Geez, I was like a scary frowning clown.
The moment I entered mid-high, I only had a few friends. Those friends were entirely online.
Yes, I had a boyfriend. He was my childhood friend. He doesn't count, he's a boyfriend, and he's not someone I can go complain to about my girlish problems and fangirl about my many fandoms with.
'IB' - Chapter Five'IB' - Chapter Five2 years ago in Horror More Like This
As Dib stood outside of his home, he couldn't help the overwhelming loneliness that washed over him. After the neighbours reaction, he highly doubted anyone would take him seriously. Not like they had taken him seriously before anyway.
On top of the extreme aloneness, the boy was feeling a massive amount of paranoia. His house had proven to be just as dangerous a place to be now, and after seeing how easily and quickly Zim could infiltrate it, he realized he would never feel at peace inside of it. He would always be looking around himself, checking to make sure he was truly alone.
Dib took only small, slow steps towards the house now, his eyes flicking everywhere as he scanned for any threats. He was quite jumpy now though, so when a small leaf flew by him he jumped backwards a step and let out a high pitched scream. He began to breathe rapidly until realizing it was just a leaf before taking a deep breath and staring forward again, his eyes continuing to scan his environm
DormantWinter is a blank slate,Dormant3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but not like Rousseau's
sucking out warmth like poison
leaving only windburnt frost
tacked to the window pane
all we remember
is the numbness
skittish steps across the ice
snowflakes pasted to our faces
smoke rising from our lips
dragged across bleak clouds
winter has us captured
bound by fur and walls
drifting in our eggshelled silence
bone cold until we birth ourselves by warmth
emerge from our shells wet and heaving
uncurl our fingers one by one
joints crackling like fire at our backs
until spring comes
drip by tender drip
old wounds thaw
we are found raw,
graced again by feeling.
It'll Be Okay: AustriaxPregnant!ReaderRoderich stared down at his bubbly friend, who was lying in the grass, giggling and smiling.It'll Be Okay: AustriaxPregnant!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you sure about this, _____? I mean, this isn't some goldfish you won at the fair," the Austrian mused. She rolled her eyes and tugged playfully at his ruffle-y sleeve.
"I know that, but I want to keep it. You know how I feel about that," she replied, so repulsed by the thought she couldn't bring herself to say the word. "Yeah, I know, Francis is a total ass for leaving, but I'm not gonna get rid of it just 'cause of that!" _____ placed her hands protectively around her swollen stomach. When her ex-boyfriend Francis found out that she was pregnant, he broke it off and left town. So here she was, lying in her and Roderich's secret spot, having asked him to help her raise this baby that was not his. He sighed and sat next to her in the field of wild flowers.
"_____, you're my best friend and I would do anything in the world for you. But as your friend, I feel I am obligated to t
Ch 1 ~ Oh, Now Why the Concern?Ch 1 ~ Oh, Now Why the Concern?3 years ago in Humor More Like This
CHAPTER ONE: If Wishes were Fishes
Things like this didn't happen to people, not real people. Things like this only happened to actors in the movies or to other people you didn't know, but heard about on late night news. Then you shook your head in sympathy, sighed and commented 'how awful' or 'how sad', but it never really touched you. Not really. Not like this.
Sarah Williams focused all of her will on washing the dishes by hand, slowly. The dishwasher stood at the ready, but the physical chore kept her mindless, made it easier to live in the now rather than remember or worry. Or think about them.
"Sarah, I'm ready for bed."
"Huh...oh, okay Toby," Sarah looked over her shoulder at her younger half-brother standing at the foot of the stairs wearing his brand new Star Wars pj's that he insisted he needed to help him sleep.
"Will you come read me a story?"
"Sure...in a minute," she said and Toby heard her voice grow distant. Already she pulled away from him, eve
I May Not Like the Guy, But...I May Not Like the Guy, But…I May Not Like the Guy, But...10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kurogane knew they should have declined the invitation, even if it was from their host. He wished he could have waited politely for half an hour and excused himself, like Sakura and Syaoran had. He almost wished Mokona hadn't gone with them, leaving Fai and himself alone at the party without a translator.
Not that he had any interest in talking with anybody here. They were all kids, kids who thought they'd grown up. And he certainly didn't want to talk to Fai, who was now as drunk as the rest of them. He'd spent the first ten minutes after their arrival getting wasted, and then pestered Kurogane with his drunken giddiness for quite a while, stopping only when he finally realized that the taller man couldn't understand a word he was saying.
During the short time when they had been able to communicate, Kurogane had stated quite firmly that he hated drunks. Fai, upon hearing this, si
Iruka club contest entryOld traditions and new onesIruka club contest entry9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"IRUKA-SENSEI! OY, IRUKA-SENSEI!!!!"
Iruka sighed and slowly headed to his front door, knowing he still had a few more seconds before Naruto would have reached his house and had the chance to burst right trough his door.
As he opened his door he could see Naruto running towards his house at full speed still loudly calling his name and waving frantically.
Iruka flinched at the loud voice but couldn't help but smile at Naruto's childish eagerness and enthusiasm. Yes he was truly happy that the boy was still so close to him after all these years.
"IRUKA-SENSEI!!!!" Naruto proclaimed loudly when he skidded to a halt, kicking up dust in doing so.
"Calm down Naruto-kun… No need to keep shouting like that." Iruka said while clearing the doorway to let Naruto in. Naruto gave him a bear hug before darting further into Iruka's house.
"What's gotten you so excited today? Did Sasuke-kun tripped over his shoelaces or something?" Iruka asked.
The Owl and The Cat ~ A Labyrinth Fanfic part 3"What do you mean?" Sarah tried to ask, but the little goblins had all run up to her and begun chattering. The old lady goblin didn't hear Sarah's question.The Owl and The Cat ~ A Labyrinth Fanfic part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Everyone, come this way!" Brax shouted as he started to walk towards the throne room. "We can have party now!" The goblins ran after him and Sarah followed. Brax had brought a backpack with him, and when everyone was in the throne room he began to unpack it. He had brought breads and cheeses, and from somewhere in the room he found some plates. He began to split everything up and pass the plates around. Some of the small goblins picked up the cups that were lying around and used them for drinks. Sarah chewed on a piece of bread and waited for someone to say something. Surely the old lady would explain what was going on. Sarah was beginning to get the nasty feeling that Jareth had tricked her somehow. "So, Lady Sarah, are you glad to be back home?" the lady goblin broke the silence. Sarah ran her hands through her hair. "I'm not to
(Levi x Reader x Eren) Monster (Part 8)(Levi x Reader x Eren) Monster (Part 8)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sunday had arrived and everyone was preparing for the expedition outside the walls. I mounted my horse, holding the reigns tightly as I placed my feet into the stirrups, shaking slightly. Despite being an "all-powerful" warrior, I had never quite grasped the handle of horse riding. Despite their majestic nature, they were still large creatures that, when spooked, could easily knock you to the ground and crush you.
Everyone going on the expedition were on horseback, the journey would be near to impossible to complete on foot. Looking around, I saw that many of my peers were almost in tears; obviously scared out of their wits. I spotted Eren, who saw situated just behind me, and gave him a small, encouraging smile, which he returned. Commander Erwin was yelling out instructions before the gate slowly started to open. Looking next to me, my (e/c) eyes locked onto Captain Levi’s own steely blue eyes briefly before returning my attention to what was happening in front of me.
AnimaniacsAnimaniacs3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's time for Animaniacs
And we're zany to the max
So just sit back and relax
You'll laugh 'til you collapse
Come join the Warner brothers
And the Warner Sister, Dot
Just for fun we run around the Warner movie lot
They lock us in the tower
Whenever we get caught
But we break loose
And then vamoose
And now you know the plot
Dot is cute and Yakko yaks
Wakko packs away the snacks
We've got wisecracks by the stacks
It's time for Animaniacs
We have Spielburg directing our every words
Katie, Skullhead, Mime and our favourite giant bird (It's a chicken!)
Minerva the Mink as well as Marita and Flavio
Our censors's sick
We'll have a kick
Let's get on with show
I'm still cute. And we have knacks
We have tails on our backs
We pay ton of income tax
Meet Pink and the Brain who want to rule the universe
Good Feathers flock together, Slappy whacks 'em with her purse
Met Ralph, Doctor Scratchansniff and hi to Hello Nurse
Where She Belongs 1A Labyrinth Story.Where She Belongs 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Years after visiting the Underground, Sarah finds herself locked away in a mental asylum. Magic is the reason for her being there, but can it also be the reason for her escape? Rating may change. JarethxSarah.
Chapter One: Lunatic
She sat there, staring blankly, and rolling a peach across the table between her hands. A peach. The only problem was that there was nothing magical about this peach. Not that Sarah had ever wanted another hallucinogenic peach dream- the drugs they gave her in this place were quite enough in her opinion.
Sarah's green eyes trailed across the table after the peach. The only reason they still let her have the fruit was because she'd never offered up any connection between peaches and the Underground. She'd learnt long ago that if she wanted to keep some part of the Underground with her, then she had
Nekotalia!AmericaXReaderNekotalia!AmericaXReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your alarm clock woke you with a start, startling you from your sleep. You hit the stop button with a smack and pulled the blankets off you, causing your still sleeping cat to be flung off the bed and giving it a jolt to reality. He emitted a yowl as he ran under a desk, hiding from the supposed danger. You looked in his direction and felt bad for him.
"I'm sorry, Alfred, I didn't mean to scare you. Come on out, nothing's here to scare you." You got off your bed and went over to your cat, picked him up gently, and placed him on the bed once more. You pat him on his head and left the room to get some food for you and your cat.
Your cat, Alfred, was a fat one, though very fluffy. He was mostly white, with the exception of poofy, brown, collar-like fur around his neck. Freckles lined his face, making it seem he has glasses. His meow was very odd, kind of like a laugh, but still not quite. Al ate almost anything, making him seem like your own personal vacuum cleaner, however he wouldn't ea
Please (Don't) Hate MeIf I told you a liePlease (Don't) Hate Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it made you smile
Would it still be a sin?
If I opened the door
But turned you away
Would you still come in?
If I sliced my skin
But it didn't hurt
Would it still be wrong?
If I acted all brave
But couldn't face it
Would I still be strong?
If I tied my noose
Around a tree's open arms
Would it be an embrace?
If I left tonight
And begged you stay
Would you still give chase?
If I committed sin
But hurt nobody
Would I be welcome above?
If I do something you hate
But only for your good
Could it still be true love?
It's Far From Over Chapter 1It's Far From Over Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's far From Over
Sarah sank down into the chair in front of her vanity, the party was over and all her new found friends had returned to the Underground. It was now well after midnight and she was exhausted, running the Labyrinth had been difficult and not nearly as easy as it had seemed in the book. She glanced briefly at the draw where she had placed the velvet bound book along with her music box and other precious items. Who would have thought that that small book held the secretes of another world?
She smiled to herself remembering how many time she had acted out scenes from the book. She had thought it nothing more than a fairytale, how wrong she had been! It had turned out to be more of a nightmare full of her fantasies all turned against her. She shuddered at the memory of the dream ball. All her life she had dreamed about being old enough to go to a ball, to dance with a handsome prince, to be swept of her feet. But it hadn't been what she hoped; it
UglyShe painted on her makeupUgly4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To mask away her imperfections
She let her hair grow out
To cover up her true complexions
She decided to stop eating
To get her perfect body
But she was still unsatisfied
With the way she was looking
That's when the scars appeared
As if they would ease the pain
They coated her arms like sleeves
But it didn't change a thing
She was still a sad little girl
Who felt her world was ending
She hated herself so much
She was her own worst enemy
She had completely given up on turning
Into something that wasn't meant to be
All this trouble she went through
Was because he decided to call her ugly
What happened..?What happened..?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There once was a time
That people lived freely.
A time that the neighbors
Actually knew each other.
A time where kids
Could bike around town.
A time where people
A time before technology
That keeps people away from others.
A time before text
When you would really speak.
A time from
Our parent's generation.
What happened with ours?
Is it our fault?
Why do we shun our neighbors?
Not even know their names.
To that time?
Our social life
May never be the same again
Liar, LiarLiar, liar, heart on fireLiar, Liar10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hanging by the steeple spire
You told a lie, we called your bluff
Do you think you've had enough?
Liar, liar, flesh on fire
Crushed beneath a semi tire
You told a lie, we called your bluff
Tell us when you've had enough
Liar, liar, skull on fire
Killed with a piano wire
You told a lie, we called your bluff
We'll decide when you have had enough
Liar, liar, corpse on fire
Murdered by our vengeful ire
You lived a lie, we called your bluff
You're dead; I'd say you've had enough
It's Far From Over Ch 8It's Far From Over Ch 83 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As soon as Sarah felt her feet touch solid ground again she pulled free of the Goblin king's grasp.
"What did you...?" Sarah trailed off staring around the throne room of the Castle beyond the Goblin City. It was cleaner than she remembered, the clutter and mess had been removed and the blankets and cushions in the pit were clean and fresh. She rounded on the Goblin King.
"You couldn't even let me say goodbye to my Family!" she cried. The Goblin King shrugged his shoulders as he sank down into his throne and watched her, a small smile playing on his lips.
"And what pray, were you going to say to them exactly precious?" He asked one brow rose mockingly at her.
"I..." Sarah stopped what exactly could she have said to them? They would never believe the truth and if they had they would have refused to let her go.
"I would have thought of something." Sarah snapped.
"I'm sure you would have my dear." He replied sarcasm laced his voice.
"I'm here so it's tim
It's Far From Over Ch 12It's Far From Over Ch 123 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In a cascade of rainbow glitter Jareth appeared in his throne room. He smiled at the clutter free room. He had been right to banish the Goblins from hosting their ridiculous chicken toss torments here.
With a flick of his wrist a crystal materialized upon his fingertips. He gazed intently into it and smiled as he saw his Sarah wrestling with her bedroom door.
"Really precious, you didn't expect me to actually let you disobey me did you?" He whispered gentle as the vision faded along with the Crystal.
He thought back to the kiss and grinned, for the briefest of seconds she had enjoyed it. It shouldn't be that hard for him to persuade her, in any case he had four weeks till the wedding in which to do so and even if she still resisted him he had the rest of eternity to wear her down.
He turned on his heel, intending to return to his study and found that the throne room was not as Goblin free as he thought.
"I wanted to tell King!" Bumble wailed, biting hard on
What is a Mary-Sue?--Character StudyIf you happen to love writing like I do, you tend to hear this term thrown around every once in a while. Mostly about characters created for fanfiction, but it can also apply to literature that stands on its own. Not everyone knows what it means, so I'll do a little clarification.What is a Mary-Sue?--Character Study3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
When most people hear the term, they think of a peppy, annoyingly snarky girl with oddly-colored hair and a contrived name who is impossibly hot, possesses an innumerable amount of magical powers, and really can do no wrong and has no weakness. And in some cases, this trope is correct. In reality however, ANY kind of character can be a Mary-Sue. It depends on how the character is portrayed by the author.
Here are some examples. I'm going to use my character Sawyer Stone from one of my stories as a healthy example of a character, and a character I just made up named Anthy Silverbell for the Mary-Sue. She's already off to a bad start due to her having that name of hers, but let's continue.
I'm going to describe
Confession I: VehnasConfession I: Vehnas3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
So you want to know why do I hesitate in taking something I seem to crave so much.
The question is: what makes you think you know what it is that I crave? Because really, I can't figure out how you're supposed to have even the faintest idea.
Do you really think that my biggest, unfulfilled desire is to take her virtue? Do I look so shallow and trivial to you?
If I really wanted to violate her, I could have done it so many time since I first had the chance to lay my hands on her...
But again, why should I brutally take something that already belongs to me? Why should I deliberately spoil my own possession?
Let me clarify this, once for all:
She is mine.
Her beauty is mine.
Every breath she takes is mine.
Her pride and her contempt are mine.
Everything that belongs to her is mine.
All she cares about is mine.
And so is her virtue.
I don't need to rip it off to prove that I own her, and I'm not going to take her against her will just because I can.
She cherishes her chastity, and so do I.