ROTG Fanfic #3: Fever Ch. 3ROTG Fanfic #3: Fever Ch. 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The others got here in record time. All of them were frantic to see Jack and nearly trampled my poor eggs. Tooth never strayed from his side, always the mother figure. North and Sandy listened intently to my report. Pneumonia was a serious illness and we couldn't leave Jack alone for a moment.
"Do you think those meds will help?" Tooth asked, patting Jack's hair.
"They should. The pills were big enough. He was such a trooper, though. Swallowed 'em without a struggle." I said, taking the ice pack off Jack's head and putting a new one around his neck.
"Well, we'll just stay right here until Jack is better." North said, taking a seat.
So we did. Sandy only left at night to do his job and we only woke Jack to give him his medicine. He always went right back to sleep afterwards. We tried to get him to take in some chicken broth, but it just came right back up ten minutes later. Tooth was acting just like a mother caring for a si
ROTG: Love Lost Chapter 1Love Lost Chapter 1ROTG: Love Lost Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The frosty winter atmosphere swirled with dancing snowflakes as the now vacant streets rippled with light bouncing off the floral patterns of frost and ice that radiated out from a single statue where a snow white haired youth leaned against the stone. Clothed only in a slightly frozen ice blue sweatshirt that did little to keep out the cold he gave off and birch tree tan pants that were tied up around his calves with old and ragged twine. His bare hands and feet were immune to the cold around him and the wooden hooked staff in his grasp was the glowing source of the frigid night's beauty.
Jack Frost was there in his old home town of Burgess to remember that one time with his little wide eyed sister before he had fallen in the ice that fateful day, only to awaken as Jack Frost that moonlit winter's night. He gazed solemnly down at the long golden cylinder in his frigidly chilled hand that held his precious childhood memories. He kept the treasured obje
ProtectBunnymund was quite aware that the winter spirit was tailing him. Honestly, with ears and a nose like his it was a wonder that Jack believed he could sneak around the Pooka. And he would have turned around and found Jack in a spit second, ready to give his rival a piece of his mind.Protect3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But he had work to do. A guardian was always busy, even if he did only have one day of the year specifically set around them.
He was the guardian of Hope after all. Not a particularly easy job.
He had already ventured all throughout Russia, China, Mexico (he was much more partial to that climate) and was now traveling through the familiar town of Burgess. The sun was quickly setting, so he was out of the clear sight of children. Bunny was sure that it wouldn't have mattered – they'd already seen him many times, though he was sure that a few of them (disregarding Jamie) now thought it had been one very confusing and vivid dream created by the Sandman. And if he really didn't want to be seen in broad daylight
A Letter to a FriendDear friend,A Letter to a Friend3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How does it go?
It's been awhile since we've spoke,
So I think you should know,
I'm doing much better since we've parted ways,
I'm happy and healthy,
Like a seedling after it's felt the sun's rays.
That longing I felt has finally passed,
The very same feeling from which so much hurt had amassed.
Now that I am free from that pain,
My mind is fresh and clear;
Like the air, after a summer rain.
Though I miss the laughs we shared,
I can't help but focus on all the times tempers had flared,
Splits can be mended and cracks can be filled,
But it doesn't make up for all the tears that were spilled.
Though we are both equally to blame,
Because my desire, and your omission,
Is what set our bond aflame,
Making us both at fault for our friendship's attrition.
We both caused that horrid ordeal,
At least, that's how I used to feel,
But after looking back I realized,
I was much more to blame than I previously surmised.
I pined after something that I could never attain,
This is not a poem (the world is broken)This is not a poem because thisThis is not a poem (the world is broken)2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
is for the hollow-eyed teens
stubbed out and stamped on
by society like the cigarettes
they hold in pale fingers as they
try to laugh the pain away but
never entirely succeed.
This is not a poem because this
Is the silent cry of the rapist’s victim
As they look into the mirror and a
Thousand ugly words, screams
And pleadings echo back from the
Dark alleyway and all they think is
This is not a poem because this
Is for the boy told he cannot cry, because
It’s a weakness to ‘act like a girl’
And this is for the short-haired
Girl told it’s not her place
To ‘act like a boy,’ because
Even though it’s 2015 we
Haven’t moved past destructive
Gender roles yet.
And this is not a poem because
There isn’t a pretty way to talk
About children in abusive homes,
Partners attacked by their
Beloved other half and this is for
For the families going through divorce,
For the families missing a pare
GiftsRise of the GuardiansGifts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He liked going through the front door. After all, having spent years trying to break in, he rather enjoyed just strolling up, knocking on the door, and the yetis just letting him in, and not throwing him out. Jack chuckled recalling some of those rather 'fond' memories with Phil. He shook his head with a smiled and continued his walk to North's workshop. Until he heard someone calling him.
"Umm, excuse me? Jack Frost was it?"
Jack turned around. "Oh," he said, recognizing her. "It's you."
Inside the workshop, the other Guardians were passing the time while waiting for Jack to show up.
"If you ask me," Bunnymund complained, "we shouldn't have to wait for him." He looked over at one of North's sacks. "Just go give the lil bugger another lift, I say." He smirked.
Sandy smiled, images of a little rabbit hopping around his head.
North kept busy by doing what he always did: Preparing toys for the nice children of the world.
Tooth felt particularly energetic and she and
in front the cold pt2Jack had fallen asleep in Bunny's arms; he started to come to when he felt a smooth chest without fur, his eyes widen and he pulled out of the arms of the said person and looked up at the man in front of him "B…Bunny?" he gasped as he looked the pooka in front of him. "What happen?" he said seeing a very human looking Bunny apart from the rabbit ears on his head,in front the cold pt23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm a Pooka mate, I sometimes have to be human, don't want the locals catching on when I'm out and about." he said, smiling at the young Guardian. Jack reached up and touched the human looking Pooka, he had stubble that gave him a rugged look, his hair was mess and sticking up in different directions and it was a dark bluey grey like his fur, and his markings are all over in as in a tattoo form, but then Jack looked down and squealed.
"Your naked …"he said looking shocked as he moved to perch on top of the headboard, smiling Bunny looked down and then up at Jack
"Come down here. There's a reason why I'm like thi
Dark DreamHideDark Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the moon inside
full of dark clouds
in its depths
now, a blanket
made of black shrouds
with no regret
to the left
where there is no light
across an obsidian arc
where the stars were once
... so white
beneath and play
between above and under
Surrender your breath
as an everlasting stream
Bender of my dream
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Teenage Days: Chapter FiveAster stood in front of a large fireplace in North's workshop, tapping his foot impatiently. It had been nearly a week since he had been turned into a teenager and finally word was sent out that North had found something. Now if only the old man would show up and tell him what it was.Teenage Days: Chapter Five3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Toothiana and Sandy were nearby, though both were busy; Tooth speaking orders to her minitooths and Sandy snoring away, deep asleep.
Jack was nearby too, talking with one of the yetis, well Jack was talking to the yeti while the yeti was trying to work. The sight made Aster's mind return to what had been bothering him ever since Eros paid a visit.
Jack Frost was in love according to the self-proclaimed God. And while that made sense with how strange the winter spirit was behaving, for the life of him Aster could not figure out who the kid was in love with.
He had gone through the list of people he knew that Jack knew and had slowly discarded them all out. There was no way it was Sandy or North. Frost had
Zehnder POV - Sadist - Chapter 9Zehnder POV - Sadist - Chapter 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Author’s note: If you have not yet read Sadist and do not want spoilers, then I’d recommend reading it first. This contains direct spoilers for Chapter 9 and Chapter 11, and would take out some of the fun from reading the other chapters as well. If you haven’t read Sadist, then there’s a link to it in the description.
This first person view of Zehnder is not from the whole of Chapter 9, it starts at the point where he is in the middle of killing the people at the gazebo, but ends where the chapter ends. This is also a practice of the present tense for me, so don’t expect that to be great.
Grinning, I glare at the last person free of my tendrils or death. She seemed to be in a trance of fear, but hell, that happens a lot when I stare at people.
She starts to move again, coming out of her trance like state. I watch as she fumbles to get something out of her purse; maybe I’ll give her a chance, at least she hasn’t run away like that last pa
Impaling Teddy Bears"Oy! Frostbite! Get down here!"Impaling Teddy Bears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No. Go away."
"I'm not leaving ya'lone here."
"Why not," the words were cold, but not particularly spiteful, "you've done it for three hundred years. Why start now?" Bunny tried to keep his face from revealing how directly the words had hit home. His ears took care of that, and he felt them settle against the back of his head. Silently, he cursed his expressive appendages.
He crossed his arms, forcing his ears back into the air. "Well, you're going to have to get used to not bein' 'lone. Before the end'a today, either North or myself's gonna talk to ya. So either you choose one'a us ta tell ya off, or we'll both set ya down for a nice long chat." Bunny advanced to the tree. "'S your choice. Who's it gonna be?"
"No one," Jack turned his head away, "Leave me alone."
"I already told ya-"
"I can fly away. You won't be able to catch me if I'm up there."
Bunny paused, glaring up at the winter sprite. "I may not like the slay, Frostbite, but I ain't against us
Meet Me At The ParkMeet Me At The Park3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bradley was waiting in the elevator going to the third floor. He was making a visit to his girlfriend Cindy at her apartment. When the elevator reached the floor the doors opened and he stepped out into the hall. On his way to the door Bradley passed by several unfamiliar people but didn’t stop to greet them, he just kept walking. When he arrived at her door he reached out to knock but stopped. There was a note on her door addressed to him:
Bradley, Meet me at the park. ~Cindy
It was a little odd, but Bradley shrugged it off and turned to leave. He paused for a moment, he thought he smelled something. It was a faint sinister smell, like smoke. One of the residents of the apartment building must be a smoker, he thought to himself. He disregarded it and walked back to the elevator.
* * *
Bradley arrived at the park. He got
TFA: Nichole's Story Chp.8Part VIIITFA: Nichole's Story Chp.86 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I cried. A lot. Mostly during the flight to the Decepticon base. I don't think it had anything to do with the fact that I'd finally been captured, or about Sari even. It was more like the reality of everything decided to sucker punch me in the face, right that instant. All it needed was a stress trigger.
"Stop your leaking optics or you vill make my servo rust!" Blitzwing's hothead personality yelled mid-way through our flight. He turned to Lugnut, who had joined us right after take-off (turns out that he was the one who caused the explosion, as a distraction), and jutted out the hand that was holding me. "Here! You babysit for a vhile!"
Lugnut glanced at me momentarily, hesitating. I could tell he was afraid of grabbing me and breaking one of my bones or something and, in doing so, harming his beloved leader. Blitzwing on the other hand was getting tired of holding me, fast. Grudgingly, the bigger Decepticon took me in his claw, but I wasn't letting a chance to
TFA: Nichole's Story Chp.4Part IVTFA: Nichole's Story Chp.46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I couldnt believe it. Not even a full day with the Autobots and I was already running for my life.
We all knew we couldnt stay at the base, otherwise their hideout would be found. They briefly discussed what to do, while little ole me stood, on the verge of hyperventilation, biting my lip.
The Spark signature will only radiate for a while after its been activated, Prowl said. Perhaps we could hide her on Dinobot Island until its stopped.
Good idea, Optimus agreed. Plus, even if Lockdown manages to find us, the fight will be away from the city and civilians.
My breath caught. Fight? There was going to be another giant robot battle? Over me? I didnt see any tights or capes! (Nor did I want to.) These guys werent superheroes, no matter how much Detroit said they were!
You guys, I squeaked. Why are you bothering with this?
TFA: Nichole's Story Chp.5Part VTFA: Nichole's Story Chp.56 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I never knew a shower could feel so good. Washing off the grime and sweat and dirt and who-knows-what-else that had built up since Id left the hospital. Pure bliss, man. True, the bases bathroom wasnt that fancy, but at least it had hot water, so I wasnt complaining.
The mirror was totally fogged over when I finally stepped out and dried off. Not unusual. I liked my showers at extreme temperatures, which usually made my mom crazy. She would always worry I was gonna scald myself. Weird thing to worry about, I always thought.
Looking around the bathroom, I realized Id left my clean clothes in Saris room. A massive frown covered my face, since the towel was Sari-sized, which meant half my butt stuck out the bottom. I let out a pitiful whine, tired of everything going wrong, and eventually peeked out the door. Why did the hallways have to be so big and empty? Not to mention cold, but that was mostly because Id gotten used to the warm,
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 27Everlasting Snow: Chapter 273 years ago in Romance More Like This
How can you possibly have fun when you’re freezing outside in subzero weather, snow mounded on your head, shoulders, and around your feet, gluing you to the spot where you stand?
You shiver heavily as a clump crawls under your shirt and down your back.
Your nose begins to run.
You try to move your legs. They don’t even budge. The snow is far too heavy.
You look up at the large building that stands before and above you.
“Hello?” you call out to it, teeth beginning to chatter. “Anybody there? Help!”
You sigh, your exhale visible in the chilly air. You look around you for any signs of life, twisting in either direction to the furthest extent possible in your current situation.
Out of nowhere, you feel a pair of big hands hook under your armpits, lifting you up and out of the snow.
“W-whoaaa!” you find yourself exclaiming.
Instead of setting you back down, though, they lift you up even higher. You are then slung
let's gosusurrous, the whispers you formlet's go5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you become citrus and star
those lightyear sheep, fishing for
words that bob and slip
before they sink
we are, we are
you remind me
that we are, we are;
hawkish and sun-scorched,
diced and divided, pilgrims scurrying through
cement-swollen grocery stores with salmon-bone
shelves plying meat, boxed fruit and rectangle
cheeses and lines built to breathe all the same
but we are, we
are free, you
of cinder-sky puddles and deserts
where the very stones are pilgrims,
the hand raised to fend off lemon light
and so makes a web -
the rope burn in your eyes
does shine so -
so tomorrow, no,
~~Fixed~~ an Edward Elric x reader oneshot~~!(Hi! Lol I don't own FMA, but I used to own the stuffed dog in the oneshot, my childhood stuffed toy I would always lug around by the neck... Lol and of course his name was puddles.... Lol and this scenerio also happened to me... I was so sad I was in my bed room for about a week, crying...anyway, I hope you enjoy!!~~)~~Fixed~~ an Edward Elric x reader oneshot~~!1 year ago in Romance More Like This
(F/N)......A 17 year old crying... Because of a Brocken stuffed toy...?
Edward could not believe his eyes...
Why the h*** did she care so deeply for that stuffed dog anyway....? It was already falling apart as it was: it's neck was flopped over from years of wear and tear, it had stains from past drinking mishaps, and one of its eyes was MISSING... It looked so creepy, the way it's head was flopped back, with only one eye staring into your soul....looking as if it was trying to EAT your soul...
Pluse there was a fact that a new tear had been placed there.... Making it completely rip in two... Causing stuffing to fly everywhere....and that was completely his falt.....
MonstersThe monsters don'tMonsters2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
live under your bed anymore.
They don't rattle your closet doors
and scratch at your windows.
They hide in your
pill bottles and sleep
with your razors,
laughing as you choke on
the smoke from your cigarette.
They sit on the toilet
as you vomit whiskey and rum,
counting down the days
until you self-destruct.
They throw flowers on your grave
surrounded by people pretending to give a shit
and tell everyone you were so
and that it's okay, because
you're in a better place, now.
Luffy x Reader ~ .:Hair Addict:. - [One Piece]Luffy x Reader ~ .:Hair Addict:. - [One Piece]11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
[Note: This is my first fan fiction. Please, although I want to make it 100% enjoyable for my readers, don't act rudely or immature. I accept all constructive criticism and advice. I hope many of you will fangirl/fanboy over my story. Thank you.]
The sky was bright and blue, and as beautiful as the dolphins that would roam near the ship, 'Thousand Merry'. You calmly slept in the grass that was added onto the boat. A few of your friends, including 'Luffy', 'Chopper', and 'Usopp' we're lying by you as well, creating a circle-like shape. You all napped quietly in the fresh streaming sunlight until..
"Oi, I'm dying of boredom." Luffy concluded.
"Well you should've said that BEFORE I decided to help Franky fix the pole you broke," Ussop stated blankly, as he and Tony-kun stood up to go do their normal things.
"And I realized I have to make a medication for Sanji, otherwise he'll nosebleed again.." said Chopper, scratching the fur on his head.
"That's alright Tony-kun. Only hell knows where
TFA: Nichole's Story Chp.7Part VIITFA: Nichole's Story Chp.76 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
" heehee. Bumblebee, look."
"Sweet, blackmail," he said.
Sari huffed. "I think it's cute."
Groggily, I realized I must have fallen asleep during the movie. And was it just me or was I leaning against something metal? I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen over onto Prowl, who was also just waking up. I had apparently cuddled up to him in my sleep, so with a massive blush appearing on my face, I leapt off the couch and away from him. Then I turned to see Bumblebee holding a camera, and Sari on his shoulder, smirking.
Prowl's optics lit back up with a flicker and he looked at the situation, slightly confused. I, on the other hand, wanted to smack a yellow bot and an impish little girl.
"You didn't ?" I hissed, and much to my dismay, the two nodded.
"It's just a picture," Sari said, being set on the ground. "We were thinking about making a scrap-book."
My eyes narrowed. "I distinctly heard the word 'blackmail'."
"That wasn't my idea. That was Bee's," she
His Gallifrey, Her EarthHe was born to be madman from sky with the bluest box ever,His Gallifrey, Her Earth2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She was born in the bustling world of people rushing there-here,
He knows all, he's a genius, he rushes in like a dagger,
She left school and had losing her boyfriend as her hugest fear.
Yes, his Gallifrey
And her Earth, that's true,
Seem to be so different -
Orange and blue,
But there's something else,
Something special too -
There is matter in common...
Maybe those two.
He will know taste of chips while a date in the cafe of London,
She will know different days - their patterns will not be the same.
He'll get used to the friend who has totally difficult finding,
She'll get used to the whooshing of engine which never gets tame.
Yes, his Gallifrey
And her Earth, that's true,
Seem to be so different -
Orange and blue,
But there's something else -
There are things to do,
Places to discover
And times for those two.
He is nine hundred years old, but he looks like youngster - no lying,
She is only nineteen and she's just a "small c
The Other Uchiha (Sasuke Uchiha Love Story Part 4)The Other Uchiha (Sasuke Uchiha Love Story Part 4)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 4: Memory
"He was cute back than..."
"You're spacing out again."
Amaya blinked, realizing it was true. She clearly did not remember how she got up high in a tree in a sitting position. Looking at her surroundings she sighed at how ridiculous she was being. During the past weeks; she couldn't help but look back at the boy she clearly cared about. Yet, she left him behind and continued with the mission she was given. Straightening up her body she looked at the other boy before her who was currently floating in mid-air.
"Sorry..." Amaya sighed in defeat, "Again."
The boy rolled his eyes in annoyance. He was at least the same age as Amaya. Sixteen, to be exact. He was tall, and clearly attractive-just like any other Uchiha boy at his age.
"Stop thinking of Mister. Lover-boy for just a sec." He groaned.
Amaya blushed but rolled her eyes, "You're just jealous Katsu."
"HA yeah right...he betrayed the Village and now is after his so called "evil brother" who is clearl
There's Something Wrong with Norman BatesLoving you was like seeing absent color,There's Something Wrong with Norman Bates3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the unforgiving grays of a poet's December,
waking from a nightmare to a sky devoid of
stars and the moon sunk in the ocean.
The moment I laid eyes on you was the epoch
of my detachment the collapse of all serenity.
You told me that your parents were dead and buried-
But sometimes they called your name from the wine cellar.
I begged you to haunt me when the lights were off;
"Ghosts won't bother other ghosts." I said
You went to the other side of the room and stared
at a fly dying on the windowsill. When the creature finally
stopped moving, you looked at me with empty eyes and said;
"They only talk to me during the day. Can't you hear them moaning?"
It was then that I knew you were something I could not save.
In our shower scene, I patiently waited for you behind the
curtain. I chose not to feel your blade slide under
my ribs, over and over again.
I knew it wasn't just blood that covered the ceramic floor.
It wasn't jus