The Brave Viking Chapter 1:The Brave Viking Chapter 1: 2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Brave Viking
Chapter 1: The Arena
The Tribes of Macintosh, Dingwall and Macguffin all gathered on the island of Berk, today was a competition of the first borns to win the hand of DunBroach's princess.
With the war on dragons threatening all of them, and war threatening to erupt between the the five clans. this was the perfect way to bring them all together. Naturally the first event would be dragon slaying.
It was a unusually sunny day on berk, the weather seemed to be mocking Hiccup as he stood with Astrid behind the barred doors staring into the arena.
He had to compete against all the other rival tribes first born young men. The trophy they were competing for was The princess's hand in marriage. Hiccup wanted anything but that, at fifteen years old he didn't want to get married but-
That was the least of his worries.
That was because today Hiccup wouldn't be winning anything. Today would be the day he showed everyone that, dragons didn't have to be killed. Astrid
The Triangle Enigmatic Ch3Come back come back Isabella murmured between quiet sobs and breaths for air. She had her arms stretched out in the air above her and her eyes were clouded with pain. Ferb gently stepped up on the table and tried to comfort her by wrapped arms around her, but she continued to cry up to the sky.The Triangle Enigmatic Ch31 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Where is he!? Where did it take him? Ginger squealed, her hands covering her mouth.
Do you really think he knows? Buford said back, scratching his forehead in shock at what had just happened. That thing came out of nowhere!
You got that right. Adyson remarked.
Ferb took Isabellas hand and stepped in front of her view in order to make her look at him. Her cheeks were stained with tears and she breathed unsteadily, causing Ferb even more pain to see. Isabella was his best friend, -or even better-a sister, and he would do anything in order for her to be safe and sound. It made his heart ache to see her like this, and he w
donatelloxapril4ever's contest entryI squeezed my eyes shut even tighter, a slight sweat coating my face. I recited my mantra over and over in my head, until the green boy’s face snaked its way back into my mind. Overwhelming me once more, a burst of energy was released from the gem on my forehead and a pillow ripped into shreds.donatelloxapril4ever's contest entry1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But this time Cyborg didn’t even bother to look up from the French toast he was making. “There goes another thing we gotta replace,” he muttered.
I shot open my eyes and threw my face into my hands. I hovered above the couch, going up and down ever so slightly. My cheeks felt so hot I was surprised they didn’t burn through my palm.
I heard footsteps clank towards me and the smell of maple syrup grow stronger. I ran my hands down my face slowly with an exasperated huff. I focused my amethyst eyes on the metal teen stretched out on the couch beside me, chewing a piece of French toast curiously.
“Spill,” he half ordered half questioned once he swallowed.
Sweet gesture Rocket was walking beside Peter in the market when the smell reached his nose, causing him to come to an immediate stop. The soft smell had captured his whole attention, making him forget why the two of them were even there.Sweet gesture3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He trotted over to the small store and perched himself on a small bench that was placed just below the large window. He put his hands and nose against the glass, his ears folded to the sides of his head as his eyes grew larger.
The small store's many bakery showcases were filled with all kinds of patisseries, everything from small cookies, pies to large several stories cakes. The shelves were stacked with cans of candy and bread was being baked in the large oven.
But the only thing Rocket cared about where the muffins that rested on a tray, covered with a glass cupola. The muffins themselves were brown, with red and blue berries baked into them. The top of them were covered with a perfect thick layer of frosting.
They were Rocket's
FF_DrawSome people asked for bit of BBRae romance so here. I'm not really good at the whole romantic thing but I hope you'll like it guys. Oh and also If you have any Beast Boy story ideas. Let me know I may write about it.FF_Draw2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.
Status: Raven/BeastBoys slight relationship
"What are you doing?" asked Raven as she was standing on the Towers roof top. Looking at the green changeling.
"AHH! Geez Rae don't scare me like that, I almost got a heart attack." Beast Boy says holding his chest emphasizing the last part. He was sitting at edge on the roof top with a notebook on his lap.
"It's Raven, and you didn't answer my question, what are you doing?" she said slightly irritated by his given nickname.
"What? Can't a guy enjoy the view here?" he asked raising an eyebrow with a grin on his face.
"Of course you can but-" Raven stops when she notices the notebook on his lap.
"What's that on your lap?" she
FF: PeaceI woke up and watched how the weather outside is and surprisingly it was a good day so I decided to go to the roof for some fresh air.FF: Peace1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
While I was walking to the roof I walked pass the Common room caching the sounds of Cyborg's shouts and cheers at the new game he got. Starfire’s not so silent humming, which means she’s cooking and if she’s cooking that means Robins with her, 'supervising'. Letting out a microscopic smirk I continue my journey to the roof.
The weather was warm as I entered the roof. The sun was shining; the soft autumn air was blowing my purple hair as well as the colorful leafs that mange to get at the top of the tower. I listened to the sound of bird’s chipping, but strangely the sounded dulled until I didn't hear anything except that one thought that lingers in my mind, never giving me peace...
In moments later, thought it felt like forever, I heard the birds again. I let out a soft sight and opened my eyes. Immediately I saw a green boy also
PnF - Phinbella - FurtivoOneShot corto, Alternative Universe. Phinbella. (Español)PnF - Phinbella - Furtivo4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Había llovido bastante y me encontraba consternada por la posibilidad de que el resto de la semana continuase igual. Hacía poco me había mudado a la ciudad, esperanzada en los constantes días soleados de los que había escuchado tanto y en muchas otras cosas, la tormenta dejó mi ánimo por el suelo.
Sin habérmelo propuesto terminé saliendo del estudio una hora más tarde de lo habitual, no era un gran asunto pero me causaba conflicto el pensar que sería el primero de muchos días distintos. Ser nueva en una ciudad amplia y desconocida no era asunto sencillo y me había prometido ser rígida mientas las cosas se volvieran naturales para mí.
El autobús arribó antes de lo esperado, no tuve que permanecer de pie por horas en el paradero esperando por su aparición. Subí, pagu&
Teen Titans fanfic: FlightlessTeen Titans fanfic: Flightless9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was much windier than he had expected. Beast Boy landed on the roof of the tower in the form of a sparrow and morphed into his original form. He gave a violent shudder and wrapped his arms around himself.
He looked across the flat roof and saw a dark figure floating cross-legged near the edge with her back to him. He gave a sigh. He still felt extremely guilty for yelling at her, even though it appeared to be water under the bridge. She had joined he and Cyborg in a game of 'stankball', much to their surprise. She had seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself. So why had she rushed off to the roof like that to be alone so abruptly afterward?
The answer was obvious; she was hurt by what Malchior had done. He couldn't blame her. The hurt could only be deterred by throwing putrid socks for so long before it came back to haunt you. Beast Boy knew betrayal and its effects well, and he knew it took quite a while to heal its wounds. But time itself never fully helped with the recovery. One n
WavesEver since the defeat of the Brotherhood of Evil, Beastboy had changed. He laughed and cracked corny jokes less. He was quiet and seemed to have lost his child-like spark. Everyone just assumed that the events with the Brotherhood caused him to finally grow up, but she knew better. She knew that his change had to do with the supposed return of a particular blonde traitor. It didn't matter whether or not it was really her, he believed that she returned and didn't remember him, and that broke his heart.Waves2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raven couldn't stand this new Beastboy. She already had enough darkness within her, and Beastboy's jokes and immaturity distracted her from it. His change left her alone with her thoughts and darkness, and, as selfish as she sounded, she needed him back to keep herself from being consumed by her darkness. She missed him; his laugh; his corny, unfunny jokes. She even missed his nickname for her: Rae. His face, once full of life and happiness, was now devoid of all emotion. His face was not
PnF_Talk on a WalkFifteen year old Phineas Flynn walked alongside his girlfriend quietly. The silence was comfortable, yet awkward. His thoughts spun wildly in a million different directions at once, tracing the tens of thousands of ways this entire thing could go wrong. However, this was a boy who let what he was thinking show on his face very easily, and his cast-off look of foreboding did not escape the girl beside him.PnF_Talk on a Walk2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" Isabella chimed, gently tugging her boyfriend back to earth. It still caused her to nearly bubble over with excitement, calling her crush of many years her boyfriend. They had already been going out a week and she still couldn't completely digest it. However, just because she was his girlfriend now, didn't mean she wasn't his friend of several years, who could still read him like an open book. She smiled, silently prodding him to answer her question.
"You," Phineas said in an attempt to sound romantic. It came off sounding like a question, but she still under
Money and Kilts“I got one! I got a silver dollar!”Money and Kilts2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“The best catch of the day.”
“Can I keep it?”
The Scotsman laughed sarcastically and raised an eyebrow. “Nice try, Lad; we’re playin’ catch-and-release,” he reminded the boy.
Dudley wrinkled his bill and tossed his catch back over the side of the balcony. The silver coin caught the light as it fell downward, like a firefly, and then the vault chimed with the sound of it landing against its fellow coins and jewels. The thirteen-year-old watched as it fell and then looked up at his great uncle when the soft cling resounded around them. The multi-billionaire had his eyes closed and a smile spread over his lips once the ringing had died away. The old duck laughed childishly and adjusted his pince-nez glasses. “Ah just love that sound,” he said. “Absolutely beautiful.”
Dudley recast his fishing line over the balcony where he and his uncle sat, their feet hanging ove
Trapped in Arkham pt.10 Thanks for visiting, and please...come again.Trapped in Arkham pt.102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now I see the real person behind everything tonight, and I may never have seen or heard this “Hush” guy but he must be dangerous to rile Batman like he did.
I feel like I should be on the side lines as Batman and Hush are glaring at each other, only Hush, from what I can tell, has a smile on his face as he does. Unfortunately I’ve been forced into the middle of all this.
“Don’t tell me you’re that surprised, Batman.” Hush says, keeping his pistol aimed at him.
“Aside from seeing you’re still alive.” He says back. “But why go through all this, Hush? What’s to gain? Even you know this plan to take Gotham would...”
Before he can finish, Hush says “It was never about taking Gotham. That’s just what I told Joker to say, to get enough of the others to come running to him.”
“Then why? Why all of this?”
“To get to you of course
We are Both Lost Souls...Gamora stretches and rolls over, squinting at her clock which reads close to three in the morning.We are Both Lost Souls...3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
She crawls out of her bed, yawning as she heads for the kitchen.
The Milano is quiet which means her boys are all in bed asleep.
Unless Peter convinced Rocket and Drax to stay up drinking... then they are passed out in the kitchen somewhere.
But since she can hear Drax snoring in his bunk, she knows that was not the case.
Regardless... Groot was asleep for sure.
The sapling wore out easily, especially after spending dinner dancing happily for them as they ate.
Peter had laughed, Drax had chuckled, she had giggled and Rocket had smiled.
But after dinner as she and Peter did the dishes, Rocket had been... unusually quiet.
Normal he always had some sharp comment to add to something Peter had said. Or a loud bark of laughter when Drax would miss a metaphor.
Her favorite post dinner moments are his yelps of surprise when Peter flicks soapy water in his direction.
Or when she will touch his nos
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She had needed to protect Phineas, no matter the cost.
That was the only thing that she tried to think of, to try and block the rising pain. Phineas, a phoenix or not, still needed her to watch his back. He needed all of them, but Isabella happened to be the closest. She tried to block out everything to control the pain. She could not, however, block her beloved’s cries of absolute terror.
Phineas was stunned. If only he had seen that arrow, he could have gotten out of the way in time. Then Isabella would not be… She would be…. She…
“Isabella…” Phineas’ feat
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Sherlock would not stay in the hospital, he had said that he wanted me to always be there. So the doctors helped set the Flat up to accommodate my sick husband. Sherlock most of the time laid in the hospital bed near the window, his eyes usually closed as he slept. But sometimes he would open them and look towards me, reaching out to grab my hand, and I would be there. I would hold my lovers thin hand, rubbing my thick warm ones over his boney cold hands. I would pepper them with kisses, making sherlocks pale cracked lips smile. I loved when he smiled towards me. Sherlock was painfully thin, pale as snow, and his beautiful black hair was light grey. He was still the light of my simple world.
Sherlock and I were never blessed a with children unlike Mycroft and Greg who adopted a beautiful little b
LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted“Scripted; scripted; scripted; argh!”LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Daffy looked up from his 50-page script with little to no interest as the rabbit walking next to him flipped through the pages of his, frustration stamped over his face. It was a rare occurrence to see Bugs Bunny upset about something. He was the one in control of every situation Warner Brothers dished out at him. He was the one who let everything negative slide with a shrug of his shoulders and a chomp in a carrot. Daffy was the complainer.
But if there was anyone who knew Bugs better than anyone, even the studios’ director, it was Daffy Duck. After decades of working with each other, Daffy was the only one who knew every little thing that irritated the hare. And if there was one thing he knew that bothered Bugs more than anything, it was—
“Another scripted episode!” Bugs exclaimed, waving the pack of papers before him. “Dat’s the thoid one dis month!”
Daffy rolled his eyes before
BeastThe Ops room was nearly empty when Robin entered in his search, and he found who he was looking for. Beastboy sat on the sofa, his eyes glued to the muted game he was playing, silent determination plastered on his face. “Hey Beastboy, do you have a minute?” Robin waited as Beastboy paused his game. “Sup dude?” Beastboy said, casually leaping over the sofa to face him. “Well I was updating the files on the team when I realized something: the only time that the Beast has taken over has been when Raven has been in danger. Do you have any idea why? Sorry for the topic, but I’m just trying to get as much information for the files as possible.” Beastboy paled and struggled for an answer for a few seconds as Robin patiently waited. “Dude that so weird. I never thought about that before. Yea, I guess you’re right. I guess that no one else has been in as much danger. You know the first time was because of Atonis being another Beast and the wBeast2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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The dark haired consulting criminal stood up and checked the time on his mobile phone. Two o' clock in the morning. He frowned. Whoever this was, Jim would personally skin the person if it wasn't important! And he could only think of one person who would dare to knock at his door at this time of night, let alone think of only person that knew where he lived. He would skin him alive and turn him into shoes!
"Who is it?" Jim called through the intercom.
"Really, Jim? It's me, Seb. Don't tell me you considered anyone else to come visit you. It would certainly surprise me if someone else came to see" Seb told him dryly, but something didn't sound quite right with his voice, Jim noticed alarmed. "I have a little problem here. Care to let me in?" His voice sounded
Say SomethingSay Something11 months 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.
Say something I'm g
Leave Out All The Rest pt.1Leave Out All The RestLeave Out All The Rest pt.11 year ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 1: Intro
"Raaaaaaveeeen~~~" Beastboy called as he sprang into the main room and hung his arms over the couch, "What?" she asked with a sigh, "..What are you doing?" "Reading," "...Where are everyone else?" "Cyborg is in the garage and Robin and Starfire are in the gym," "Huh... so I guess they won't be back for a wile?" he asked, "...I guess..." "And so that means we have this room to ourselves for a little bit?" "...I guess...." "Great! You know why?" "I'm afraid to ask," "DANCING!" he shouted as he shoved a video game in her face, she lowered her book and looked at it before sighing and moving so that she was away from him, "No," she replied, "What?! Why not?!" "I don't dance Beastboy," "Only because you're shy and don't like doing it in front of people, but no one is around now so we can play!" he said excitedly as he waved the dance game in front of her, she grunted and went back to reading, "Come on Raven please!? You've only played it with me once!"
GoldThe fifteen year old Mexican Jewish girl sat on her front porch with tears rolling down her cheeks, and her hair and shirt soaked with ice water.Gold2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Isabella Garcia-Shapiro was not having a very good day.
It had started out as a normal day. Sure.
She got up got dressed, had breakfast, kissed her mom goodbye, and went out to meet with some friends with hers at the Googolplex mall. She met up with a few members of her former fireside girls troop- Gretchen, Ginger, and Addison.
They went window shopping for about a half-hour, and Isabella was enjoying herself.
The mistake was going to the food court.
It seemed okay at the time, maybe dropping by and talking to Jeremy, or seeing if Phineas and Ferb were hanging out and eating lunch there today- especially Phineas.
At the thought of Phineas numerous memories popped into her head and made her feel light as air- he always had the kind of effect on her. He was the kind of person who could always brighten her day; or anyone’s for that matter