Incarceron:Half Empty InsideFinn's tears usually meant nothing to Keiro. His oathbrother was, as he had plainly told him on numerous occasions, too soft for his own good. But that was back then, back when any talk of escape was considered treason and any display of real emotion was seen as weakness and any display of weakness was sure to mean death. And although Keiro never had been one to change his reasoning, as that would mean admitting that he had been wrong in the first place, one of the first things he had learned about the outside was that it was different.Incarceron:Half Empty Inside4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So that was why on the first night after everything had seemed to right itself once and for all, or at least given them a new view other than upside down for the time being, for the first time in a long time, he realized that he cared. Claudia was off somewhere, talking to so and so of such and such background of what Keiro could only assume were matters concerning the soon-to-be queen. Attia had somehow managed to fall into what appeared to be an uneas
Already Gone“I hate you.”Already Gone3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I love the way you look at me with those eyes, so full of kill.”
“Compared to your beautiful talent? Yes.”
The twenty-three year old brunet walks down the sidewalk to his apartment; which will be empty as usual. He doesn’t mind so much now that the one that has been tormenting is gone. The young man made sure to make the point of his solitude a fact to that silver haired madman the second he could. Whether or not the point was clearly understood; he doesn’t care because it was at least made. Train Heartnet could care less about making wealth and domination by his talent, thus caring even less about Creed Diskenth.
A gust of wind sends ruffled, brown spiked hair into a tizzy as the wind chimes send out a beautiful, clinking melody. Train pulls the deep azure jacket closers around his thin stature, shoulders hunching as he tries to keep al
Space and Time- Prologue"Harmony, are you sure this is a good idea?" Rory asked, looking at me nervously.Space and Time- Prologue3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sugar rolled her eyes. "Do you want your parents to get together or not? You know what we have to do."
I looked up, nodding. "You know we have to do it, Rory," I muttered, returning to examine the machine in front of me.
"Why do you think it's so small?" Sugar asked, eyeing it curiously.
I shrugged. "Well, we obviously don't go inside of it Nope, I'm pretty sure it'll just take us there by command." I looked at both Rory and Sugar. "Now remember. We need different last names, so no one get suspicious. I'm Harmony Destiny."
"Rory Flanagan," Rory said.
"Sugar Motta!" Sugar exclaimed, grinning wildly.
"Right. Now, um We can't let them know who we are, because, well That could ruin it for us."
"What if they just think we're some delusional kids on crack or something?" Rory suggested.
"No!" I growled, glaring at the both of them. "Sugar, Rory, you guys have to go to McKinley. Rory, join the G
MedsTrain Heartnet stared at the small orange container on top of the black table.Meds3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Commander what is this?" He asked Sephiria Arc, number I and commander of the Chronos numbers.
"..They're pills to help you with your stress."
"I'm not stressed." Train grabbed the bottle and studied it. "These are prescription drugs? Are these Antidepressants?!" You could hear an undertone of anger under his normally cold and collective voice. "Commander I'm perfectly fine."
"We've noticed some problematic behaviors of yours. And we think you would be more comfortable if it was under control."
"Commander I'm fine!" This time you could easily hear the anger in his voice. "Give me one reason why you think I could possibly be depressed."
"You isolate yourself; we've heard reports of you training yourself nearly to the point of exhaustion and torture, you have abnormal sleeping patterns, not to mention your extremely pessimistic philosophy, you-" (a/n these are actual signs and sympt
Fear of Shorts And A Timid JackyFear of Shorts And A Timid Jacky3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Early in the Morning
I wake up to see everyone chatting about leaving Pewter City wanting to already get to the second gym. I just smile at their enthusiasms, but I know that we may need to train a bit before facing the second gym. I know the walk way has powerful Pokemon trainers which would be excellent for my Pokemon right not.
After finishing my business, we head off with Mandy on my back, Alex is on my right side while Karin took the left with Apollo above her, and Alice is flying above Alex. We were stop by a man in a white coat which I recognize to be one of Prof. Oak's Aids which he looks a bit 'zone' out. I walk towards him and say hi to only be given a box and a super fast dialog before he runs off. I look into the box to see that these were running shoes as well as a note next to the shoes. I glance over it and my eye twitch a bit before just tossing the note into the trash can with everyone worried about me.
"Are you alright, dear? You seem quite frighten after reading t
Diary of Arthur the SoldierAu: Arthur, Francis, Matthew and Alfred are soldiers during Operation Neptune.Diary of Arthur the Soldier2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
June 7, 1944
Today I departed from London. I just finished my farewells to my family. My sister, Alice gave this journal to me. Honestly, she believes I should record my feelings while I am away to the French battlefront. Mam agreed, and gave me a pack of pencils. June 6 was D-Day. Or...that is what they are calling it anyways. I am joining in on the fight. Or higher ups are encouraging us to the our best... if it was not for the fact that I just got on board, I would have believed the idea of only a few were wounded. I am nervous. Hopefully, the beach is cleared.
I am trying not to lonely, so I made a friend. His name is Francis, last name, not disclosed. He is blonde, like me, but his hair is longer. He keeps it in a ponytail, tied by a red ribbon. He says his lover gave it to him. Obviously, his mother gave it to him, along with a small handkerchief he keeps in his pocket.
I keep the family pictur