Request: Dark AcexRavess: The BirthThe heart of the Cyclonian Empire is not the best place to give birth to a child. Actually, it is one of the worst places to bring a new life into the world. Ravess knew this. But she didn’t have much choice, now did she? After all, it was a little late to turn back now. She was in labor, and the pain was killing her. She felt like she was going to be ripped in two, as though, in order to give life to her child, she had to give up her own life.Request: Dark AcexRavess: The Birth1 year ago in Romance More Like This
But despite her pain, the markswoman was proud; proud of her soon-to-be-born daughter, who would surely grow up to be a powerful woman. She was also proud of herself for making the decision to bear this child. The child of the man she loved.
Ravess hadn’t known that she would fall in love with the Dark Ace. But when she did, it became clear that they were meant to be. This pleasant thought was interrupted by another spasm of pain that tore a scream from the woman’s lips. She could reminisce about her dark yet handsome, blood-th
Tendencies - chp.8 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)Aron closed the door softly, after Danny left. He didn’t even had the chance for a last kiss, because Danny was rushing out. He leaned against the door and slid slowly to the floor, until he was sitting in it. He stood there in silence, thinking about Danny, about last night, and about that brand new feeling that was unleashed, and that flooded his heart everytime he tasted Danny’s lips, everytime he felt Danny’s touch, everytime he breathed Danny’s scent or everytime he looked at Danny’s eyes.Tendencies - chp.8 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Danny was driving. It wasn’t raining, but the sky was still cloudy. The sun that woke him up was hidden, and the streets were still filled with that smell of rain and wet dirt. He sighed, regretting of rushing out and not giving Aron a last kiss, has he knew Aron was expecting. He thought about turning around and going back a thousand times, but then he felt shy about it and thought he would look ridiculous…
While they were rehearsaling, Danny couldn
Can We Just Talk This Through? (DM/TP) Chapter 1I took another drag from my third cigarette. Damn, this stress was killing me. I couldn't believe that just kick me out like that! Fucking faggots. How could they betray me like that?! Especially my best friend...s. All of them were my closest friends for years and years...did that mean absolutely nothing to them?!Can We Just Talk This Through? (DM/TP) Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wanted to scream, but instead I swallowed it down as I breathed in the last, long drag from my cigarette, preparing to pop out another one. I butted the cherry out and exhaled the smoke, enjoying my nicotine high, but hating the reality that was happening. This wasn't a dream. I no longer had my friends...the ones I fucking loved. Bunch of no, good, backstabbing, drinking pigs! I didn't do anything! I’m completely innocent! They can’t kick me out...like I’m some sort of freeloader. I grew more and more angry as I thought about it and began to light my fourth cigarette until a voice interrupted me.
“That bad, huh?” said an unfamiliar voice. I r
Jorel and Mr. PoopacaIt had been love at first sight. Jorel was in love.Jorel and Mr. Poopaca7 months ago in Humor More Like This
Not in a romantic kind of way though, that would be weird. More in a 'You're so cute I wanna cuddle you all day and take care of you forever' kind of way. Yes, Jorel was in love.
“Is he okay? Should I call a doctor?” Jordon leaned over and whispered into George's ear. The Irishman didn't exactly know how to respond, he was confused. Simply confused. What the hell was going on here?
He wasn't the only member of Hollywood Undead who was confused. None of them had an idea what was actually happening here. They were all tired, it was early in the morning, they had come to the studio early because they wanted to work on their new album; and now they were all standing in the middle of it, arms either crossed in front of their chests or rubbing the back of their head, not sure what to do with their hands. But all of them were bending their brows.
Except for Jorel. Jorel wasn't confused, at least not in his own eyes, and he wasn't
Can We Just Talk This Through? (DM/TP) Chapter 5“Why were you late, Murillo?” immediately asked George’s voice once I stepped into the studio. All of the members looked at me with slight disappointment. I sighed.Can We Just Talk This Through? (DM/TP) Chapter 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Guys, I’m so sorry. I’ve been not myself lately. I’ve been trying to make things work between this guy I like and me--”
“So you fucking blow us off for some bitch? Dude, you’re in a band! This is your job!” Jordan said as he crossed his arms. “I oughta sack you.”
I looked at him with pleading eyes, but I didn’t want to seem begging if I pleaded for my job back. I fucking blew it. I felt the realization hit me and I wanted to throw up. Not only did I lose a great gig with a bunch of amazing, funny guys, but I possibly blew my chances with Aron, as well.
I looked at Matthew who shook his head at me. I could read his eyes that said ”tell them what’s really going on. I sighed, but finally prepped myself. “The reason why
No more clubs, okay? DM/FM/JDThe room was filled with fog, perfume, and drunken idiots who didn't remember the differences between left and right.They, in Jorel’s opinion, were sloppy, loud, obnoxious, and most definitely rude and perverted. One of these idiots was Dylan Alvarez. With a giddy smile he wrapped his arms around Jorel, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips.No more clubs, okay? DM/FM/JD1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H-hey you seem familiar. Do-do I know you? You’re kind of h-hot," he said. Jorel rolled his eyes and playfully pushed Dylan away, making sure his hand planted perfectly in Dylan's face.
He didn't really mind Dylan when he's drunk off of his ass like this. He's a shithead who flirts with other girls, but Jorel has learned to accept that. It's just Dylan's drunken nature to flirt. However, when things get too heated, Jorel always steps in and reminds Dylan of who he's really with in case he forgets.
"Shut up, you bitch. How much longer are you wanting to stay here? I've determined bring here sober blows."
Dylan laughed and offered Jor
Tendencies - chp.1 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)Danny was at his house. Jordan and Dylan were there too; he invited them to have a couple of beers with him. He also invited the others, but they were busy and couldn’t make it. Dylan was looking a little tipsy already, while Jordan was completely shitfaced. Danny was looking at his beer, distracted. Something was on his mind…Tendencies - chp.1 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Come on Danny! chill out” said Jordan, coming from the kitchen and sitting next to him. He placed some more beers in the table in front of them, grabbed one and sat back, looking at the TV. Danny looked at him, and he was going to say something, but…
Someone knocked on the door. The three guys looked at the door.
“Who can it be? It’s pouring outside…” Said Dylan.
“That reminds me” started Jordan, looking at Danny “can we crash here this night?”
Danny looked at him, while getting up while going to open the door. Jordan saw in his eyes that it meant no.
From the living room, where the
Tendencies - chp.2 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)An hour had gone by, and Aron was sitting inside his car. About 20 minutes ago he thought about turning on the radio, but there was nothing good on, just some of those songs that give you headaches just from listening to them. He turned it off and leaned back in his seat, looking at the rain streaming down the windows. In that moment, he felt his cellphone vibrating in his pocket. He picked it up and answered the call.Tendencies - chp.2 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Danny?” He said.
“You can come now.” He heard Danny’s voice on the other side. “But be careful, i don’t want you to meet Dylan or Jordan on your way, they just got out.”
“Don’t worry, i’ll be careful.” Aron said. He grabbed his car keys.
“Then hurry up. Bye.” Said Danny.
“Bye.” Said Aron, and he hung up. Quickly, he opened the door and got out. He locked the car and started running, up to Danny’s house.
Danny put his cellphone in the table and started to throw all the b
Tendencies - chp.7 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)Danny woke up with the morning sunshine pouring softly in his eyes. He closed them harder and turned around to the other side, lifting his arm and dropping it slowly in Aron’s back.Tendencies - chp.7 (DannyXDeuce fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But all he felt was an empty space.
Danny opened his eyes quickly. Aron wasn’t there, where he was when Danny opened his eyes, still half asleep, a couple of hours ago. Danny looked around, confused. Then he sat down and spinned around, putting his feet on the floor.
“Aron?” He called, out loud. But he got no answer. He got up and ran his fingers through his hair, peeking inside the kitchen. “Aron?”
He was starting to get a little worried when he didn’t find him anywhere. Danny ran upstairs and made a turn, rushing down the hall, going to check if he was in his bedroom. He was so worried, that he almost didn’t notice the steam coming out of the half-open bathroom door. He took two steps back and peeked inside, hesitately.
“Aron?” He mumbled,
Remember ReachA wise man once said that the natural state of man is war. Peace, he added, is just a time for preparation.Remember Reach5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't think anything could have "prepared" us for what happened, though maybe Armageddon. Yeah. Armageddon might have whipped us into shape.
Harvest fell. In a storm of fire and alien hatred, it fell, and millions of lives fell with it.
Nobody saw it coming. I mean, there are spooks and spies and masterminds high up in the hush-hush intelligence bracket, but I doubt even the smartest sleuth out of all of 'em could have seen the way it played out. It just happened. It happened, and all we could do was sit there, paralyzed, during the whole ordeal.
Correction: not all of us sat there and gaped like fishes. A few good men and women went to do something about it. They were the bravest of the brave the cream of the crop, as my grandmother would put it. They went into the valley of the shadow without a second thought, doing their duty to protect and preserve their f
Don't Cut YourselfIt wasn't Emile's style to feel regret. He rarely entertained the emotion because he never really had reason to; regret came from attachment, and attachment was something he just didn't do. He knew his role, his objective, and the shotgun in his hands. That was all he cared about, or so he liked to tell himself.Don't Cut Yourself4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He sat hunched like a brooding predator in one far corner of the fallout shelter, as nervous civvies cried and whimpered and comforted each other in the shadows. There was little light, just the hazy flicker of a few self-sustaining panels, but Emile could see just fine through the twin holes that made up the eyes of the skull on his mask. Everything was green and white and yellow thanks to night vision. They all looked like ghosts this way. The normally aggressive Spartan unsheathed his kukri and pondered the way it fit into his palm, remembering how Kat had swiped it to outline their plan in the cave all those days ago.
"Don't cut yourself," he'd said, in a tone that w
NobleNobleNoble4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tess sat at the data terminal. It wasn't often that she had a moment to herself but things were changing. She was always sent out on her own, working alone with ODST at the most. Her new orders changed all of that, and she wasn't sure exactly how she felt about that. She was going to be part of a team, teammate to actual Spartans.
Tess had hacked into the main system and gotten as much information as she could find on the new team. She'd found basic information but after a bit of cracking, she found a bit more which seemed to give her a better view of what she was going into.
According to the records, the last member of the team had died on a mission to destroy a cruiser. It was something that Tess diffidently approved of. Every less cruiser in the sky meant an easier fight for the ships above, and for the forces on the ground. It was a pity that he had died. She did note that his death was fully attributed to his own actions, that he failed to wait for backup.
She moved on to lo
Monster's endThe feeling of the gun jerking with each shot was satisfying to Emile. Like he could feel each round as it hit the ships, sending Covenant soldiers to a fiery death. He wasn't really aware of the words he shouted as he shot his enemies out of the sky. He was slightly aware that he was shouting insults and vengeance for his fallen teammates.Monster's end4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The onslaught of ships stopped and Emile sat back in his seat. He was tired, but he knew he had to keep going. For now there were no enemies to fight, but he knew there would be more. Though his bones ached and his muscles were sore, he felt there was nothing more he could do for now. "I hope I did you proud, Jorge." He let his head fall back and stared up into the sky. He noticed a slight shadow a bit to the side. He recognized the shape.
"Noble Four, I need fire on that cruiser or we're not getting out of here! Do you copy?" The voice of Captain Keys was calm even with the threat looming overhead.
Emile switched on his radio. "You'll have y
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 9Chapter 9: Winter WonderlandOperation CHRISTMAS pt. 95 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Aha, now this is more like it," Jun said gleefully, prancing through the deep snow like he was on top of the world. He lifted his arms, admiring the white and gray body armor that he and the other two members of the search-and-rescue party now wore. "Not as comfy as MJOLNIR, but hey, at least it has heating. And triple the insulation we'd get in those stupid parkas."
Six couldn't help agreeing with the sniper's statement. The weather had taken a nasty turn for the worse in the last fifteen minutes, and the snow was blowing so thick it obscured her natural vision. But the HUDs of their helmets, which aesthetically resembled a cross between ODST and CQC variants, picked up infrared and also possessed motion trackers. This armor was virtually useless in battle, but today it would serve the Spartans well. It lacked the liquid-crystal layer that augmented their movements, though, so it was a bit heavy. Nothing they couldn't deal with.
Jorge turned his head to t
RoseKat stared at the candy heart in her hand. "Why do people still give these? They taste like chalk." She scowled. "Seems more like what you would give an enemy than a friend or loved one."Rose4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It's tradition." Jorge reached over and picked a heart out of the bowl on the table. "It's more about the messages on them." He tossed the candy to the Spartan beside him.
Emile caught the candy and read it. "Hug me? In your dreams, big man." He tossed the heart aside.
"Get in the spirit." Jorge moved and before Emile could stop him he'd enveloped the assault specialist in a bear hug.
Kat smiled as she watched Emile fight to escape Jorge's grasp. For all their arguing they were very close with each other.
"If not these, then what would you want someone to give you?" Richard leaned a bit toward her. "You don't seem like the kind of woman that would like flowers or candies."
"Yeah, what did the Commander get you?" Emile grunted as he tried to push Jorge away, though he was failing miserably.
SpoilersReach: BondsSix didn't see the shot, only heard it. He turned his gaze from the members of Noble who stood in the shelter's doorway. He was instantly aware that she was falling and he reacted. His arms slipped around her to catch the Lieutenant Commander. Her body was limp in his arms.SpoilersReach: Bonds4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He knelt down looking down at her visor. It took only a fraction of a second for him to realize what had happened.
Anger spread through his veins at the realization. Without a second thought he grabbed the pistol from her hip, the one she always used. He turned the gun skyward to the hovering phantom. Six spotted the sniper perched on its side. In his fury he couldn't identify species or rank, only that it carried a needler rifle.
Six fired, slightly aware of the battle rifle fire from the rest of the team. The phantom rose and started to turn away. The figure slipped back into the protection of the ship. Six's pistol clicked empty and he cursed.
The shouts of the civilians for them to hurry filled his ears. Did non
HalloweenHalloween4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kelly frowned down at her daughter. She couldn't tell if the dirt that smudged the kid's face was because she hadn't washed up or because it was part of her costume. "All right, where did you get the armor?"
Catherine grinned, clutching the ODST helmet under her arm. The seven-year-old wore an almost exact replica of ODST signature armor but it was small enough it fit her. "Grandpa helped me."
Kelly sighed, she should have known. She turned to see Avery walking into the kitchen. "And just who are you supposed to be?"
Avery tugged at the collar of his long black coat. "I'm the doctor." He grinned like a mad man. He looked cocky and his hair was slicked back.
"Doctor who?" Catherine asked.
"Exactly!" Avery grinned, holding out his arms so the two females could fully see his costume. He wore a black shirt and black pants. Sunglasses hung around his neck from a chain that most people would use to keep reading glasses close at hand. The only color to the costume was a crimson and sapphire s
097 Afterlife097 Afterlife4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Carter stood by the lake, watching the water lap at the shore. He didn't really know how he had gotten here. The last thing he remembered was being in the pelican, heading toward the scarab. He didn't remember hitting it, but there was no way that he could have made it out of that alive. What was more confusing was where he was. It seemed to be Onyx, but it lacked any of the familiar military buildings, only a small two-story house. The light blue painted wood of the outside was soft against the white trim and deck on the front of the house.
Carter didn't know why but he moved toward the building. He moved up the steps, running a hand over the railings that led up. It was so perfect, like it was out of a dream. It was like an old picture of a house on Earth. The kind that existed outside of big cities and he'd only ever seen in books. It was what he'd always wanted to live in when he was a little kid. He'd thought about living in the same kind of home with Kat, but he knew that could n
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 11Chapter 11: Heating UpOperation CHRISTMAS pt. 115 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Those were Doctor Halsey's first words as she entered Noble Base, hastily removing her scarf and goggles so she could gawk at the decorations and the company. Upon her entry, Jacob Keyes had immediately ceased his conversation with Miranda and stood up, while Miranda remained seated and eyed Halsey with an icy, almost hostile demeanor.
Halsey looked around, taking in the sights and sounds, and her keen blue eyes flitted from the tree to the ODSTs to Kat's bright red velvet shirt. It took her a moment to accept that this was indeed reality, and she took a few more steps inside, snow sliding off her coat. Jacob Keyes walked straight toward her and held out both hands. "May I?" he asked, and she turned so he could pull off her snow-caked coat. He slung it over a nearby chair and then half-smiled, still handsome despite his years. "It's been too long, Catherine," he said, his voice, so used to giving orders, oddly gentle.
"Okay people, Spartans coming
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 13Chapter 13: And To All A Good NightOperation CHRISTMAS pt. 134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dr. Halsey took a deep breath and looked into her daughter's face, the face that so resembled her own yet had obvious traces of Jacob's in it. "I'm sorry," she said calmly, holding back her emotions; years of carefully maintaining a professional mask made it easy, but it was hard at the same time. "Sorry for not being a better mother; sorry for never being there when you needed me; sorry for well, a lot of things." She crossed her arms, mirroring Miranda's posture, and sighed. Suddenly she felt old.
"You make it sound so easy, being sorry," Miranda remarked, neither condemning nor accepting the apology. "What does 'sorry' mean when you say it, anyway?"
Halsey was quiet for a moment, then looked away. "It means I'm ashamed of myself, really," she said softly. "What is all I've done worth when I can't even face my own daughter without feeling like a failure?"
Miranda blinked rapidly. She uncrossed her arms, shifted her weight, then took a s
Reach: From SomewhereThis was not the beginning. A beginning, maybethe phrase "it started" could be applied. It started with Jun standing in the snow, thinking about Thom, shuffling his feet. The beginning, thoughthat was back months ago, with the crunch of the dirt as Thom hauled the bomb off the ground. Jun saw Kat fall and Thom take her place far too quickly for anything to stop them.Reach: From Somewhere4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Or the beginning was years ago, with Jun taking the little white pills that everyone else had with their meals, off the gray plastic tray and onto his back teeth, crush the tangy, wet pulp of the proscribed chemical diet, Spartans down table rows licking the augmentations off their lips and complaining. Tastes like cardboard. Tastes like MREs. Tastes like
There was snow, cold on his face, and skin prickling at his knees. In MJOLNIR he couldn't feel this, but he hadn't gotten armored just to stand and watch the storm come. A marine in a guard booth to his right kept looking nervously at him, his thoughts a
029 Vacation029 Vacation4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kat sat hunched over her workspace. Only the light of her worktable lamp allowed her to see. She was focused completely on the radio transmitter that she was modifying. If all went right she'd be able to attach it to her helmet and it would allow her to have contact with the team from a further distance. If it worked on hers she could make the adaptation to all the other members of Noble Team.
Light flooded the room as her door opened and she snapped around to whoever had opened it. "Close the door. You're letting in too much light." She hunched over more as she tried to stay in darkness.
Carter moved through the doorway but didn't shut the door behind him. "No, you're in too much dark." He moved into the room and she glared up at him. "It's a nice day outside and you have yourself locked up in a room with tech and only a little bit of artificial light."
"I like my tech." Kat turned back to her project. She didn't care about sunlight or the outdoors, she had work to do and she was goin
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 4Chapter 4: Converting the CommanderOperation CHRISTMAS pt. 45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We're ba-a-ack!" Emile sang, after kicking in the door. He marched in, with Jun following, still wiping his red eyes and muttering about a newly developed fear of shopping malls. Jorge, of course, was stuck carrying all the trappings, which consisted of many boxes, bags and random packages.
"What the "
The place was clean. Sparkling. Scary clean. It even smelled like Pine Sol, which was odd, because Pine Sol had ceased production in the 23rd century. At any rate, it was slightly eerie, also because no one was bumming around like usual. The place had been wiped clean and squared away
and decked with holly?
"Ooh! It's like that old song! Deck the halls with boughs ofOW!" Jun screeched as Emile twisted his ear. "Don't interrupt my festive song! And let go of my ear!"
"Ah, you're back," Kat said, stepping out to greet them. Emile's jaw nearly detached itself from his face and fell to the ground. She was wearing a red velvet turtl
Primal Instincts - Part OnePrimal InstinctsPrimal Instincts - Part One11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Written by Gemma Simmonds aka Ebony Phoenix
(this fanfiction is based inbetween the 3 years that the Z warriors are training to beat the Androids, after Future Trunks has gone back in time)
' Its more like a passion kinda thing..'
An unfamiliar thought strolled into Son Goku's mind. But even if it was an old statement admitted by Trunks Brief a few months back, it was starting to come true...in the smallest of ways of course. It had only occurred to him when he sat and observed the two. The smile upon the saiyans lean featured face was unstoppable, they had no idea.
Goku lowered the magazine he was reading into his crossed lap, then with a gradual motion he leaned his chin into his right palm, keeping his smile prominent as he watched them.
"You stupid, self-centered idiot!!" Came Bulma Briefs voice, obviously she was angry...no wait, she was furious. Her usual feminine face had molded into a twisted, ugly freak. Her sho