Say SomethingSay Something1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This fic came to me after I heard, then saw the video for, the A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera duet "Say Something". It struck something in me and... well, this story is what came of it. If you haven't heard it, it can be found here: Say Something.
Usage of the cover image, entitled "Mission failed" was granted by artist f19850928.
Warning: I never thought I would write one of these, but it turns out I was wrong. Not only is this a sonfic (something I'm not a big fan of) but it is also a Death!Fic.
Disclaimer: Young Justice & Batman, or the song "Say Something", are not mine. Any recognizable content is not mine.
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Arkham City Interviews - Julie Arkham City Interviews - JulieArkham City Interviews - Julie3 years ago in Drama More Like This
[Start of Tape]
Julie: (Angrily) WHAT AM I DOING HERE, STRANGE!!?
i'm not like the "crazies" that you keep in here!!"
Hugo Strange: I'll be the judge of THAT, Miss Juilie.
All you need to do is answer some questions for me.
so i get better know the imfamous "Third Puffy"
and, to figure out WHY your here in Arkham."
Julie: I'm "here" because of that Stupid, Freakin BATMAN!!!
(Strange chuckled softly)
Hugo Strange: YES, i would Love to discuss t
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This had become a common question in 221b Baker Street. Though it had never been used in this context before. Usually it was used when Sherlock was doing some oddity to get into the mindset of a criminal or was hanging upside down in a 'thinking exercise' or was trying to cure the post-case boredom that plagued the man. Once John had used this exclamation upon finding the man dressing himself up in drag. Mostly, the get-out-of-jail-free-card for this phrase was either 'bored' or 'it's for a case!'
Somehow, John couldn't fit either to this particular activity.
The fact that Sherlock was in the kitchen was worrying, at the least. The added fact that he was not making tea was more worrying, still.
The sight of him in an apron, covered in flour, broke straight off the end of Watson's worry scale, leaving him gaping in the doorway with a hilariously befuddled look on his face.
Sherlock's eyes flicked up casually, looking the soldier up and down and making a few odd ded
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"We need all the help we can get." Les
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In the lab where Providence people usually gather, Rex sat by the table and sighed loudly. After that, he turned around quickly to check on the man who wore a green suit.
Six was talking to Dr. Holiday, didn't notice the teenager.
Rex breathed deeply, and then sighed again. This time the volume was louder than the previous one.
A couple Providence agents heard him. They looked at each other with wonder, and then decided to walk away like nothing happened.
Six didn't hear him, still talking to the doctor.
The teenager pouted at the man's back. He turned around to took a deep breath, and then
This time, the sound was so loud that it echoed in the lab. All the scientists in the lab looked to him, including Dr. Holiday, but soon they went back to focus on their work.
As for Six, still didn't notice a thing.
"What's your problem, kid?" Bobo was sleeping on the other side of the table, but the teenager's voice woke him up. The monkey
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The Joker turned around and smiled at me, “Aw, are we jealous that Big Brother Birdy is having all of the fun? Don’t worry, Rob, I’ll get to you in a second.”
I bared my teeth at him and spat, “If you touch him again, so help me God I will leave you in so much agony that your entire family will never be able to walk again!”
The Joker laughed,
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"Uh, Rob?" Wally ventured quietly. "You feel okay?"
The normally bouncy vigilante was drooping, dragging his feet in a defeated sort of shuffle that Wally had never seen before. He was dressed in overly baggy sweatpants and a bulky sweater, and his hair was in disarray. His nose was running and red, and although Wally couldn't see his eyes behind the sunglasses, he was willing to bet that they were pink and watery.
"Oh, poor baby!" M'gann exclaimed, dropping her tray of unfinished cookies on the table (Wally silently wept) and rushing over to the smallest member of their team. "Aw, you must be feeling so sick!" she cooed, wrapping her arms around Robin's shoulder.
"It's just a cold, Mith M," Robin said tiredly, his voice congested and comically slurred. "I dew I shoulda stayed homb," he muttered quietly to himself, frowning slightly.
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For the past three hours, he's been looking for someone to babysit his seven year old daughter, Kali, with absolutely no luck. Wally and Artemis can't watch her because they're taking Dominick to Disneyworld, Bruce can't take her because he has a meeting with some other company, Alfred is on vacation, even Diana is busy with a tournament on Paradise Island. Normally if this happened, he'd hire someone to look after her for him, but she recently developed the ability to manipulate photonic energy, and has been practicing ever since. If she were to forget not to use her powers, the results would be disastrous. The reason Dick even needs a babysitting is because he and Tim are going to go investigate a lead they got about Slade's location. If all goes well, Slade will be behind bars within the week, but that can't happen if Dick can't find someone to watch Kali while he's gone. Of course, th
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Holiday spun around in her chair and flashed a playful smile. "Really? I never saw that coming."
I regarded her with a stern gaze. "And what is that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing really. It's just that you—I mean, you're..." she stumbled over her words for a moment before giving up. "Why are you telling me this, anyway?"
"Because I don
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Van Kleiss held me in his arms gently. Six backed away and ran. Dr. Holiday followed soon after.
"Rex, you alright?" Van Kleiss said softly.
"No..." I said.
Van kleiss sat me down and took off my shirt to check the wounds. I flinched in pain as Van Kleiss felt the wound on my chest. I found it hard to breathe suddenly so I took deeper breaths.
"You know A normal human couldn't survive this. But this still doesn't look to good." He said standing up. "I might be able to heal it."
He pushed his hand into my chest as he injected nanites into my body. I felt a little bit better.
"That is all I can give..." Van Kleiss said still looking at the now smaller wound. I closed my eyes and felt like I was dying. The pain in my chest was unbearable. I opened my eyes to see a worried Van Kleiss watching me. I smiled hugging him.
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He checked his pocketwatch. His guest was late. He knew for a fact that this particular person was never late. They were doing this purely to spite him, he was sure. Mycroft considered pulling out his phone to call Anthea, inquiring their subject's location, but then again they could arrive at any moment, and being on his phone would detract from the atmosphere he had built in the room. Lights dim, fireplace lit and casting jumpy orange shadows across the luxuries in the room, Mycroft in the perfect position, at an angle to the fireplace, facing away, so that his face was in half-shadow. The empty armchair across from him would give his visitor the opposite
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Things were going.... Pretty good, he thought. Sure, it's not like he made it a point to flirt with you, bu
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"I ran straight to the video game shop the moment it opened. Dude, you have no idea how long it took until I actually bought it from that super long line!" Beast Boy exasperated.
"You know you could have pre-ordered it, B. Saves a lot of time and guaranteed that you'll have one while everyone else has to fight for the last ones in stock," Cyborg noted.
Beast Boy's proud smile instantly deflated into an embarrassed look. His eyes looked at a random object in the room while his lips formed a small, puckered look. "I knew that "
"Uh-huh " Cyborg smirked.
"Hey, well we could have played the game yesterday if someone wasn't hogging the TV!"
"Well ya didn't tell me it was Mega Monkey 6!"
"Yes I did!" Beast Boy said.
"No you didn't, B. Anyways, start the game," Cyborg said nonchalantly.
Beast Boy didn't continue th
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We endlessly fight… Just put us together and I promise we’ll bite…
We persistently feud… Being ever so shrewd…
We naturally loathe… Pride and life-- by the end of it you’ll be lucky to have both…
We boundlessly provoke… Even with a gesture as simple as a poke…
We ceaselessly despise… Waiting on the others sheer demise…
We limitlessly mock… Any hour of the clock…
We eternally dispute… Raging over the same damn suit…
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We unlimitedly differ… And our opinions are only getting stiffer…
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Sherlock Holmes was
John couldn't finish the sentence.
His hand curled and uncurled, the nervous tick that used to ail him returning. It had been doing that almost without stop since that day. The day that replayed in his memory over and over, each time bringing an overwhelming wave of emotion, mixing from disbelief to horror to pain that stabbed him in a place no bullet could ever puncture. Sherlock's arms pinwheeling, his iconic coat tails billowing like wings oh if only they had been wings to stop his fall. The pavement hadn't done a very nice job of it.
Sherlock Holmes was
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Seto x Cupcake?Seto Kaiba was typing on his laptop in the kitchen, an iBook, of course, sipping a cup of black coffee.Seto x Cupcake?8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That was nothing new.
Jounouchi Katsuya was wearing an apron and making cupcakes.
. That was admittedly a bit new.
Seto peeked over his screen at Jou and the cupcakes that he was setting on a plate, a cat-ish glint in his eye as he watched both carefully.
The blonde took the plate and set it on the table, about 5 inches away from Kaiba. Seto reached out to take one, barely looking at it before he received a sharp smack in the hand by the spoon Jou had used to mix the batter. Seto yelped quietly, quickly withdrawing his hand and holding it to himself as if he was protecting it. What the hell was that for!?
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The brunette rose an eyebrow at Jou. Tomorrow was Valentines Day Who the hell would have a birthday on Valentine