One Another's Angels, Part 6One Another's Angels, Part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 6: Locket
Trea felt as if she'd just gone through a dryer. She had been buffeted with so much wind she could still feel it on her skin. Groaning in pain, she sat up, putting her hand on her head as it throbbed with pain. It was then that she realized something was wrong. She was lying on a bed that had pale blue sheets and matching quilt. The room she was in was well lit, with a large window that had vibrant blue, translucent curtains with a glittery pattern on them hanging in front of it. There was a dresser against the wall she faced, opposite the foot of the bed, and what looked like a closet beside it. There were hardwood floors beneath her. A mirror hung beside the door.
"What in the hell...?" she muttered, confused and on edge. Out of habit, she reached up and grabbed the chain around her neck, pulling out the locket that hung on it, closing her hand around it.
The locket was pretty, golden in color with blackish detailing. It was shaped like a heart, and then t
Yugioh Fanfiction: MemoriesYugioh Fanfiction: Memories10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Doujinshi: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monster Series
Title: Duel 1: "Memories"
The story of a shy boy, Yugi Mutou who accepted his fate of rescuing the soul of a 3000-year-old Pharaoh, Atemu has finally come to an end.
It has been a year since Yugi and Atemu dueled in the ceremonial battle. Yugi's once fragile yet kinder heart has now become strong. With his best friends, Jounouchi, Anzu and Honda, the beginning of 'his' story has just begun…
*At Yugi's house
A sunny day at Domino City~ Yugi is getting dressed. Suddenly a voice is calling out to him, "Yugi~~ " He looked out the window and saw his friend Anzu waiting for him outside. As expected, he was late again. ^^"
And so he grabbed his schoolbag and said, "I'm coming Anzu! Please wait for me!~~"
But as he stepped out of this room, he turned back and looked at his desk….remembering if he had left 'something' behind.
"…Sennen Puzzle…", he whispered to himself.
However, he quickly shook off the thought and then rushe
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
An hourglass between his knucklesHe quit smoking because heAn hourglass between his knuckles1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
didn’t like the taste of his own
mortality; bitter, brackish, black
as his lungs. Didn’t like the pull
of nicotine, ashy fingers,
the way a cigarette looked like
an hourglass pinched between his knuckles.
The ashtray began
to fill up again after his wife
died. Every day at first; an entire
pack after her funeral; a box
every three days; one flicker
of light in the evenings spent leaning
on the balcony railing,
watching the city go by through
a veil of smoke and memories.
I bought a pack for him once, just
to use my ID for something.
It’s still sitting on his coffee
table, one cigarette short.
Not Like ThisNot Like This9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yugi had almost missed the advertisement. The only thing that made him pause was the word Millennium that flashed briefly as he stepped over the crumpled piece of paper. He had to stop and pick it up. Reading it, he wasn't surprised that he hadn't heard about the new exhibit at the museum. He tended to keep away from museums and historical sites now. It was just too much of a reminder…it was too painful to dwell on the past. He kept his life together now by thinking forward—it had become much easier to do that as time went by. Surprisingly enough, he had landed a job at Kaiba Corporation a few years ago, much to Seto's distaste at first. Soon though, the young man came to rely heavily on Yugi as a tester for the newest gaming equipment that the corporation invented. Seto could always count on Yugi to test his products to the maximum extent. It also gave him a chance to brag that Kaiba Corp was the choice of the two top duelists in the world. Kaiba still had not beaten Yugi in a duel, n
The scene of the crimeThe scene of the crime4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The scene of the crime. That was where he ought to be. There. Where it happened. Seeing for himself. Investigating. Taking charge. Taking the case by the scruff of the neck, by God. At the scene of the crime."
- H.R.F. Keating, Filmi, Filmi - Inspector Ghote
The only sound in the room was the darkhaired woman's short, panicked breaths. She whimpered, pulling at the tethers that bound her to the radiator. Her wrists were bloody after all her attempts to get free but she couldn't really feel the pain anymore. Her body was hurting and she is covered in bruises, bitemarks and cuts. With her feet being just as tightly bound as her wrists she couldn't move around much and when the man left he put something over her eyes, hindering her from seeing. She had pleaded with him ever since she came around but to no avail. Each time she spoke or uttered a sound, any sound, he had hit her…in the end she bit her tongue – no matter what he did. He had said…that he would let
Character - Fortune AdjusterCome in, boy, come in. No, I will call you boy. The carnival manager is Boy to me too, do not think yourself so high and mighty. Come in, you want your fortune told by the old circus hag, yes? Come in, sit here, let me peer at you in the shade. You want your future told? A simple task, for I have already seen it in my inner eye. But more than simply tell, I will change. In truth I am not a teller of fortunes, but an adjuster.Character - Fortune Adjuster4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The youth of today, worried about the future, ha! The future happens over and over, will happen just as it has happened. All I need are your anchors, the things deciding your future. For example, that pretty little thing you left outside, she is no anchor. She will change you, yes, she will eat up your pocketbook! I saw her, I saw her jewelry and fake breasts. No, look at me, not at her. You did not bring her into the tent, you do not see her as part of your future, yes? She is a fun little fling, am I right? Oh, you think it shameful for me to speak of such thing
55 Ways to Upset Javert1. Mock the lawr.55 Ways to Upset Javert4 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Sing Little People nonstop.
3. Tell him that sideburns are stupid.
4. Constantly tell him that it was once against the law to study astronomy, or even stargaze.
5. Point to a random area and yell, "LOOK! IT'S 24601!" Then when he looks in that direction, help whomever he's arresting at the moment run away.
6. Remind him that he practically killed Fantine, which is against the law.
7. Slice up a fresh baguette, and start throwing the pieces at him.
8. The above is recommended to be done while shouting something along the lines of: "HERE'S NINETEEN YEARS' WORTH OF BREAD! EVERY YEAR OF TORTURING MY HOMEBOY VALJEAN TO YOUR FACE! OH! AND HERE'S THE BREAD FROM 1815 TO 1823! EIGHT MORE YEARS OF BREAD! BUT YOU SAID HE'S TEN YEARS ON THE RUN, SO HERE'S SOME MORE BREAD TO TEACH YOU HOW TO COUNT! OH, AND ANOTHER NINE YEARS TO 1832!!! HERE'S YOUR GODDAMN BREAD JAVERT, ARE YOU HAPPY YET?!"
9. Replace his snuff with crushed-up M&Ms. When he's chasing after Valjean again (at lea
It Is In The DoingI know what she thinks I do in the bathroom when I take a little too long,It Is In The Doing1 year ago in Drama More Like This
when I'm a little too quiet.
After all, I'm a healthy teenager with access to the internet, what else could I be doing?
She knocks on the door and asks, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Smile, my dear reader.
Chuckle a little.
Sometimes she's right.
But sometimes... Sometimes I'm on the floor or pressed hard against the wall, my heart a little too fast, my breath a little too quick... my chest a little too tight as I try to keep the sound of steadily falling tears from echoing beyond the door. As I try to keep pretences to the outside world that I do not cry, that nothing hurts me. That always, always, always, I do not fall to the madness of emotions. I have no control of my life but dammit, I am in control of myself.
But every now and then the rigid hold of apathy breaks and I am reduced to this. Crying in a place where no one will hear my tears. Where no one will hear how desperate I am. How broken.
Broken seems lik
But now time will destroy us.It was never easy.But now time will destroy us.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had never been.
If it was for him...
Starscream knew he would do anything for him. Not for anyone else. But for him.
The red and white seeker looked up his leader.
"What now, Starscream?"
Said mech shrugged and smiled a little.
"Nothing, my liege", he said but didn't turn his gaze away. Megatron stared at his second in command for a while, expression of confusion and disgust mixed on his faceplate.
"Hrmph", the Decepticon leader turned his head away, dismissing Starscream.
Looking to the ground again, the seeker held back painful liquid that threatened to flow from his optics.
It never got any easier.
Dragon's Eye Ch 1: Meet RileyDragon's Eye Ch 1: Meet Riley6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Year 2006 (49 years later)
There was a faint sound of crushing gravel as the little blue car pulled to a stop in the small parking lot. An aging man got out of the drivers side. He was extremely tall and well built for his age, and his hair was cut short and in varying shades of gray. A thick matching moustache adorned his slender, kindly face. Square glasses were perched on his nose. He reached back into the car, pulled out a simple mahogany cane, and with its help made his way over to the other side of the car.
He opened the passenger door and helped a young girl out of the car. This girl was fifteen years old, and skinny and straight as a twig. Her face was also slender like the mans, albeit much younger and more feminine. Shoulder length, sunflower blonde hair was swept up into a ponytail. She wore a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans, with flip-flops on her feet. Her hands were cov
My Heart Breaks at the Sound of My Babys Cries ch2Naruto blinked. What happened? Oh yeah he thought I passed out. He brought his arm up to cover his eyes as he got his bearings. Okay who was there? Right Lee, TenTen, and .Sakura. He knew he had a lot of explaining to do. He didn't want to. They will have noticed now that the kyuubi wasn't healing him. Even with the saving grace of Koichi's parents the shuriken had sliced him. After that was a red blur, he had lost it again. It was the first time in four years about. He remembered hearing Koichi's cries and how no matter what the kyuubi couldn't heal him. Something was wrong with the seal he had realized. Tsunade is going to freak!My Heart Breaks at the Sound of My Babys Cries ch23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well we have to do something the kid hasn't stopped screaming!" Ino sounded tired. Cries finally reached Naruto's ears. Koichi was hungry.
"Yes but Naruto " Sakura didn't know what to say. What was there really Naruto had a kid that wasn't his and a body that wouldn't heal. It was quite the little mess. Naruto smiled as he slowly sat up and swung
Enemy no more-DusknoirXGrovyleI really despise him. I mean REALLY! I hate him, despise him, I want to see him suffer in the worst pain possible. Normally I just need to look at him to feel the urge to rip his intestines out.Enemy no more-DusknoirXGrovyle5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But what is this feeling I have now?
He had taken the leader role as it'd be the most natural thing in the world. Of course I led him, because arguing wouldn't help me in gaining his trust.
My plan went smooth in the beginning. He believed my story about being abandoned and agreed to travel with me. At first he was very cautious around me and never turned his back to me for longer then two seconds, but bit by bit he began to trust me.
It wasn't until Dark Ice Mountain Peek that everything went wrong.
When we arrived, Grovyle looked around and then turned to me.
"It seems like this is the pinnacle. And it looks like the trail heads down the mountain from here. It should be much easier."
As he walked away I followed slowly... until I noticed the chunk of ice hovering about Grovyle
Against Nature"Mommy!" The call shatters the peace I fumble to carry like a bell in an abandoned cathedral. I can't stop myself from looking for the little girl whose voice pierces my heart.Against Nature2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I can't find her. The park is full of children - too full. Shrieks bleed with laughter, buried under the heavy pounding near my temples. Children push against me, protesting as I rush by. Heads raise as nearby adults track me with wary eyes. They see a frantic parent seeking her child, but no amount of sympathy inspires them to do more. The sharp tang of fear burns; no matter how quick I am or how many times I search the colorful maze of jungle gyms, I can't find her.
It's faster to work around the crowd but now the trees block my path. Shadows peek from behind sprawling trees, giggling at my misfortune. It's hard to remember if the girl's voice was panicked when she called for me or if I had imagined it. Was I wrong?
A familiar sound stops me. The giggles I hear belong to a wild blonde who waves to me
Big BrotherBig BrotherBig Brother2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Note: The ages are Jeff’s, Liu is 2 years older than Jeff.
No yaoi, only brother-love)
When I was born, big brother has always been cold to me.
Everyone was celebrating my birth at the party, though, he’s not.
He just standing in the corner, eyeing ones that cheer for me.
Mommy told that he was really happy having me as the younger brother.
She lied. I knew it, even I was young.
I feel his envious green eyes watching me since little.
Although big brother has always been cold to me,
I still love Liu since he’s my big brother.
At the age of 3, big brother has always been cold to me.
Even if I was young, he never played with me.
When mommy or daddy told him to play,
He would ignores them, and went reading in the same room with me.
Liu was really clever, reading really fast at the age of 5.
But he never talk to me, not closely like other siblings.
Mommy was lying, that he’s just a silent kid.
He didn’t like me.
Although big brother has always been
Dont let the dreams die...An unreal feeling it didn't really hurt, not when it slid in between the ribs in her back, nor the twisting motion or when the sharp edge seemed to damage one lung. She didn't even get scared as she sank to the ground. She tried to move her legs but, she wasn't sure if it worked. It was hard to breathe and something bubbled up in her throat. There was a ruckus, a scream and a gunshot. At least she thought it was a gunshot. Then there was the sound of feet in the stairs and then in her view she saw those feet. She tried to speak his name as he came closer but it just caused her to cough. It was still possible for her to move her arms and hands. Her arms had laid along side her body and when she brought one up to wipe what ever she had coughed up from her mouth she saw the underside of the arm was colored by something red. He had dropped a phone at her side. Who had he called?Dont let the dreams die...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A drop hit her in the head and she looked up. Did he cry as he tried to take her up in his arms to hold
Passionate EmbersThe Mirror Universe.Passionate Embers4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A world where the crews, ships, and races therein are the polar moral opposites of the orignals in the prime world.
Leonard Mccoy finds himself backing up against a wall in their own Sick Bay.
But this Mccoy isn't the one native to this world.
Hours ago, an ion storm managed to switch most of the senior crewmen of the U.S.S. Enterprise, of the ship he knows, with those of the I.S.S. Enterprise, the ones native to this savage world.
Here, everybody's fighting for advancement, killing each other left and right and conquering other races and planets with brutality and horror.
Even his counterpart, this world's Leonard Mccoy, had torture devices, rather than surgical tools in his office.
Now, his Kirk and their landing party may be able to return to their own universe.
But if Mccoy's stalled any longer, he'll be stranded here, on a world in which he knows nothing.
And his evil twin will be loose in his world.
But, he had to stay behind.
He had to help this universe's S
Fragile: Precious Treasure36. Precious TreasureFragile: Precious Treasure5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a faint whir as the black and gold mech's systems sluggishly came online. Messages flashed across his HUD, reporting normal systems function save for a small warning that said he hadn't had enough recharge. When he checked his chronometer, he was surprised to find that, by Earth time, it was 4:00 a.m. Too early even for him. What had roused from his stasis?
The sound of mech purging his tanks drew his attention to the other side of the room where the little yellow bot was bent over the waste bin by his desk. Concerned, Prowl slid off the berth and crossed the room to kneel beside his mate. He gently laid one servo on the scout's back and rubbed it soothingly. Bumblebee's vents heaved as he drew in short intakes of air between purges. When it seemed to finally pass, he wiped whatever partially processed energon was left on his mouth before leaning back into Prowl. The ninja-bot wrapped his arms around the beetle in a loose embrace, just in c
Awaken Within ch 6Awaken WithinAwaken Within ch 66 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter six: Traitor
Bumblebee laid on the ground. He was beaten up like hell. Bumblebee coughed some eregon up and didnt bother to look up who came in the room.
There bot that came in sighed and pushed Bumblebee right up against the wall. Bumblebee looked at the bot. Shockwave.
What are you doing here ? asked Bumblebee.
Fixing you. Mumbled Shockwave.
Because Lord Megatron asked me to. Answered Shockwave as he started to repair Bumblebee.
Bumblebee sighed and let Shockwave repair him, knowing hes too weak to put up a fight.
You know, you can escape this cell, if you want to. Said Shockwave suddenly.
Bumblebee looked confused.
Shockwave looked at Bumblebee. Look Bumblebee. Said Shockwave. I dont know if you have noticed, but Im replaced by that evil twin of yours. And I dont like to be replaced by a bot who doesnt even exist ! I want to help you to get ou
Dragon's Eye Sneek PeekIt was 10 oclock at night at the Toddson residence. Crickets were chirping cheerfully in the warm summer air, quietly playing their soft, familiar tune. A cool night breeze occasionally blew past, ruffling the leaves on the trees for a moment before continuing on its way. A golden retriever sniffed about, looking for some small furry animal to harass. Inside the faded white farmhouse around which all this was happening, a sleepy Maddy Toddson was watching TV.Dragon's Eye Sneek Peek6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
While her eyes were glued to the screen, she absent-mindedly fingered the pendent around her neck. She felt the cold silver of the necklace rub across her fingertips; a stark contrast to the strangely warm gem trapped beneath the cage of silver. The gem was about an inch around, and seemed to contain all the colors of the rainbow, and yet have no color at all. She had received it from her grandfather for her birthday; there w
Still LifeAs a child I planted a singleStill Life2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
seed where the sidewalk ends,
near the place of your remains.
It grew into an oak; strong and rigid.
Every autumn, I would watch
the leaves as they wither
away; as if to tell me that the
darkest times are coming
And that I should brace myself
For your death
Winters, I spend looking out
Into dusk, and admiring
the beauty of still life.
Through your slumber
I patiently wait for
The ferryman to carry
You home, but I've yet
To feel your warmth set free.
Springs, I see the branches
Rekindle their light,
I see the sunshine
For the first time
In forever ago.
I feel at ease.
I feel at home.
TFA Snow White Queen Chapter 2Bumblebee woke up to the feeling of someone sucking on his neck. Remembering what happened last night he immediately jumped out of bed and was ready to attack Lockdown only to find that his stingers were gone.TFA Snow White Queen Chapter 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sorry about that Sweet Bee," Lockdown smirked, "I had the feeling that you wouldn't be much of a morning person so I took your stingers. Don't worry, if you behave I may give them back to you."
Bumblebee growled at Lockdown, "Why me? Out of all the mechs what made you choose to do this to me?"
"Well when I first saw you, you were just another Autobot to me," Lockdown admitted drawing closer to Bumblebee. "One night I sneaked into your "secret" base to talk to the ninja bot about the mods he never returned then I heard someone coming. Not wanting my cover to be blown so quickly I hid in the closest room, which happened to be yours." Lockdown wrapped his arms around Bumblebee, smirking as he tried getting out of his hold. "I saw you laying there in your berth, recharging peacefull
The TypewriterThe TypewriterThe Typewriter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come quickly! I've gone an' done it!" he shouted. I turned just as he poked his head into the room with a bright smile across his face.
"What did you do?" I asked as I walked towards his study. Chris had said those same words nearly twelve times this week. Every other day he had called me in for some discovery.
I pushed open the door t
I'm a PoetI'm a poet.I'm a Poet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And because I'm a poet,
I have the pride of a poet,
and the background of an artist.
Yes as a poet.
I am overlooked in the group
for the work that is drawn,
and the art that is colored by the painters
I am a writer
and though my words hold power
they are seen as nothing more than words
and never get brought to their original intent
I am a writer
whose every move is watched
whose art is critiqued harsher than others
who's still unknown as an artist
I am an author,
who wears my heart on my sleeve
who leaves everything bare to judgment
who never asks for more than is due
I am an artist,
but I don't always get treated as such