The Pirate and the King"Okay, pretend, let's pretend, let's pretend you're a " Sherlock stuck a grubby fistful of faux rainbow-dyed feathers into the bases of Molly's twin perky chestnut bunches, fixing them securely into the florescent pink hair bobbles that neatly bundled the hair together in its place; a tidy style recreated by many proud and cutesy mothers and kooky teenagers desperate to look as though they had been plucked out of a cult Japanese cartoon.The Pirate and the King3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Molly's cheeks flushed with the slight embarrassment conjured by her pretty little mind in a feeble attempt to cover up her sheer joy caused by the small prodigy's attention. She glanced around the nursery to see if anyone was watching. Not a soul. Just her and the academy teacher's son, alone in a flimsy cardboard box that had once contained a fridge freezer- crudely painted with a skull and cross bones: a pirate ship, floating on the high seas in search of treasures and riches in the shape of Jammie Dodgers and chocolate coins.
"And I'm th
Expecting A Little Shepard (John x Jane Shepard)Expecting A Little Shepard (John x Jane Shepard)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He could hardly believe any of this was real. He was nothing more than a simple grunt of a soldier for the Alliance a few years ago, now he was a legendary war hero that repelled the biggest threat the known galaxy had ever seen. He was living a dream; his reality had warped into an endless dream with nothing but happiness and the occasional politics to fill it. There was still fighting, and although the races were attempting peace and equality there was always work that needed to be done, life that needed to be improved. But John Shepard was content. He had everything he could ever desire, a large and exquisite house, the support of all of his friends, and Jane.
Jane was the yin to his yang, his lover, his wife, his everything. He had never thought he would be so lucky as to clumsily fall in love with her and be with her through it all. His spine was shivering as he entered the threshold from the hallway into the kitchen finding her standing, leaning heavily into the island in the mid
Santa GizkaT'was the month of Winter and all through the ship,Santa Gizka6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not a gizka was squawking, not even a bit.
The passengers were snuggled, sleeping in their assigned bunk,
Except one Mandalorian, who was awake and slightly drunk.
As he sat at the table, a mug of ale at his side,
He stared at a lone gizka, no damage done to his pride.
When from the cargo hold arose such a clatter,
Canderous instantly jumped to see what was the matter,
HK had beaten him to the source of the sound,
His blaster drawn, pointed intently near the ground.
There it sat, a giant grin as it wiggled its butt,
A small, yellow gizka, plump and round like a hutt.
A bundle of items enclosed in a large sack,
Was slung over its shoulder, and rested on its back.
It had a broad face, the gizkas smile so huge,
And the Mandalorian wondered just what was in that booze.
The gizka spoke not a word as it hopped around,
Distributing presents, leaving them neatly on the ground.
New lightsabers for Bastila, motor oil for T3,
Breath mints for Za
Always There- Haruka x ReaderAlways There- Haruka x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You two had known each other since you were little.
Neither of you could remember just how you met, and neither of you really cared. It was enough that you knew each other.
Haruka's childhood heavily included you just as yours included him. He could remember a small girl dragging him to the park, buying him ice cream, and having him push you on the swings. As you grew, he remembered the fortune you would spend on arcade video games and the failures you would suffer until you came to him, puppy eyes wide, begging for tokens. And as always, he wouldn't deny you. You could recall the visits to the library during middle school where you and Haruka studied in silence. By then, words weren't even needed between the two of you to communicate. You had learned to watch for the other and in that way, you could tell when Haruka was engrossed in a novel just as he could tell when you were tired.
He would nudge your shoulder and take your hand, silently leading you home all the way until you were c
The Awoken-Pilot-(Spock X Khan's Sister!Reader) "We all have that moment when we want to seek revenge on those who have hurt us. To kill everything that is not our equal. We all have that evil trapped down inside of us. The key is not to let it escape you, not to let it control your actions or cloud your mind. Many, many people have failed at this, and they fell to disaster. Don't be that person." -AnonymousThe Awoken-Pilot-(Spock X Khan's Sister!Reader)8 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Khan... Is my brother." You told Kirk and Spock, "But I am not the cold blooded killer he is. He has awoken and death is inevitable."
"How do you know we can trust you?" Kirk asked, folding his arms. He was standing in front of your cell, the same one they had held your brother in.
"I swear upon my very soul and being that if I fail or do something to betray you, that I will die slow and painfully until even my soul is broken."
Spock turned to Kirk and whispered something to him that
My words of wisdom."Cowardice is an opportunistic disease. It strikes when least needed or wanted, preys on the weak and the already ill... fortunately the cure as been found. It's called Courage, and the irony is that this vaccine in already waiting, in your heart"My words of wisdom.6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"You can teach a man to walk, but first he has to learn to stand on his own." -Nathan
Time to time, you look at your life and think of how horrible your life is. But, when you look PAST that, you see. You see that life is a LOT better than you think it is.
"If I were to give people one clue on how to achieve true happiness it would be this; Find something you would die for, and live for it." -???"
"I know what you are." The man speaks, biting into an apple.
The woman looks at the man for a moment before timidly asking "What am I then?"
The man smirks, swallowing the chewed remains of the apple bit. "You are a golden apple..."
The woman pauses, staring at the man, waiting for an explanation.
"The most beautiful, delectable ap
HideDave’s been incredibly quiet. Usually you can’t get him to shut up, and you would have enjoyed the silence if you weren’t so worried. Dave was a tough, independent kid, but suddenly your parental protectiveness has come back from hibernation.Hide4 months ago in Drama More Like This
It all started a month ago when you were just lounging in your room, doing updates on the site and sorting some payments out. Usual work stuff. But you had flinched when you heard him yell your name. It couldn’t have been anything serious, so you yelled back, “What?”
He didn’t reply. Instead he rushed into your room and you spun your chair around to face him.
“I thought we agreed that knocking was a courtesy we practice in this household,” you said.
He looked exhausted. He was panting lightly, and his knuckles were white as they held the doorknob on your bedroom door. His shades weren’t even on, which was a huge surprise, because you couldn’t remember a time that he wasn’t sel
The Exploit of Society's Rule.The Exploit of Society's RuleThe Exploit of Society's Rule.1 year ago in Settings More Like This
I've become mature enough to realize how messed up the system is…
Many people say they hate life. Or life sucks.
That is not true.
Life is a beautiful thing.
You forget the great beat of your heart; the validation that you're still living, the wonderful and magnificent forests, clouds in the blue sky, stars at night, vast oceans, the many shapes, depths, colors… of life.
Life is beautiful.
Society.. is what makes it ugly… society is what makes us forget what life really is.
When was the last time you laid in a hammock and just stared at the sky peacefully?
Have you EVER even done that?
laying it out simply: there comes a certain point in your life… mine was in high school.
Its the moment where you stop everything.
"Why am I doing this?"
Why am I doing homework? Why do I try so hard?
Is it because society has become so low that they've made your whole life be determined by grades and test scores?
All the while forcing you to do
Attack on Titan - Lance Corporal Rivaille x ReaderPain surged through your small body as you crashed right for the ground, rolling until finally a wall stopped you, only to have more pain come. You yelped at the impact as you finally made a stop.Attack on Titan - Lance Corporal Rivaille x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all! Struggling to sit up, you felt more pain course through her body as you attempted to sit up. You raised your small hand to your cheek where blood was running down to your neck. Damn. You could already feel the cuts and bruises that had formed from this fall.
All because you weren't paying attention. While on your way back to the gate with everyone else you had ran out of gas, thus making your horrible landing. Great. Right when they were retreating back to headquarters.
“Ow..” You mumbled as you stood up. Your whole body was in pain from the fall and you could already tell that you had broken some ribs.
This was more than bad. Everyone had to have gone back to the gate by now and you was all alone, unable to travel atop
Already Known ALREADY KNOWNAlready Known4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: I've always thought that Gale confessed his love for Katniss first. Back in The Hunger Games, when he visited her in the Justice Building before she went to the Capitol, he tried to tell her. He just didn't get to finish. This is my version of the story - what would have happened if he HAD been able to finish.
(Note: The italicized part is taken directly from the book.)
The Peacekeepers are back too soon and Gale asks for more time, but they're taking him away and I start to panic. "Don't let them starve!" I cry, clinging to his hand.
"I won't! You know I won't! Katniss, remember, I love you!" He shouts like it's his dying wish.
For a split second, time is frozen as he stares at me, gauging my reaction. I stare back at him, a deer caught in the headlights of an approaching train, trying to compute this impossible notion that Gale my hunting partner, my best friend loves me like he might love a girlfr
Depression......Depression5 months ago in Settings More Like This
junior year.. it was really bad last year because of the school stress
break down every week
literally every week at least one day of the week
at my worst... of depression
I've probably been on the floor of my bedroom
and I wouldn't be able to get up because of how "heavy" I felt
of course we can put aside the crying and silent screaming
I've "thought" about suicide, but not leaned to the side of "going to commit it"
because there's nothing in death
no one waiting on the other side
nothing there on the "other side"
there isn't even an "other side"
your brain is shut down
its like sleeping
you don't remember anything, you don't feel anything
and hard as it sounds, I'm the person that would rather feel than not feel anything at all
I find it hard to laugh a lot. Most of the time its forced
I don't smile always
and usually I can be very quiet somedays with my head down and it seems I may be spacing out
I find it hard to enjoy things like I used to
I could go to a new amusement park
Chaos experiments RP the chaos experimentsChaos experiments RP11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
for rules read description
your a teen wandering around some woodland area where you stumble across this high tech secret facility, all fenced of and top secret looking, being curious you walked over to find the guard was currently in the bathroom after feeling ill, taking the chance you sneak inside the building.
the buildings interior was massive going far under ground and taking up 5 acres of woodland, with many wings each titled by whats held in them, such as robots, weapons, medicine and the like, but one stood out, the wing being called simply, chaos.
walking down this route you see it was huge taking up 3 of the 5 acres, a few of the doors were numbered like 01,02 etc, getting really nervous but curious you go in but which what was the room you entered like?
a) a dark room with spider webs in the corner but the smell of baking in the air
b) a light room that was like an indoor garden with herbs and flowers everywhere
c) a room that was like
Tale Of A DragonflyI was honestly never that fond of the ground. However, I am a Ground type. On the ground I was born, on the ground I grew up and on the ground I've lived my whole life. I eventually came to accept it.Tale Of A Dragonfly2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Never did it cross my mind I would ever get to leave it. Then again, a lot of things changed in very little time.
In fact, I really don't know that many things. Most of my life I spent it making Sand Traps and waiting for a prey to come on what I now know was the desert of Hoenn. It wasn't until a short time ago that I realized not everything is like that desert.
Then again, it might have been that I never asked anyone. My parents... I have fond memories of them, they took care of me during those first days you're so helpless you don't even remember. They weren't too talkative though, they told us how to make Sand Traps and that was it. It's not their fault though, Trapinch are known for being stealthy, patient and quiet after all.
I do remember they are good at what they do; I wouldn't h
The New Neighbors[ Dave x Reader 1st Person POV (I/You/They) ]The New Neighbors7 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Darling!" I heard from downstairs, in the unmistakable Mom voice, "The new neighbors are settling in!"
"Cool," I called back, not all that interested. New neighbors were probably cool and all, but there was a keyboard under my fingers and a Minecraft game on my screen that was seriously warranting my attention right now. Game first, neighbors after. I heard my door open behind me.
"You know," she started, "They have a boy over there. A year older than you, he'll be going to your school in the fall, I bet. You should go introduce yourself." Ah, that voice. The "I'm suggesting it calmly but I'm still telling you as your Mom because I want to give you an illusion of choice while still running your life" voice.
"Mom, haven't you seen the movies?" I asked, pausing and turning around to face her, "The Boy Next Door types? I'm not up for turning my life into some sort of cliche you see on Disney Channel."
"Well," she made a par
The Sufferer's Final SermonThe Sufferer's Final Sermon3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I have been peaceful.
I have been kind.
I only dare to speak what
others have been dreaming for so long.
I had dreams to.Dreams of
what might have been.
Where blood was simply blood.
And all of us were equal.
If wishing for that is herricy, then "yes" I deserve to die.
I've seen acts of the most sublime kindness, and the most vile cruelty.
They say powerful beings find anger when they have no room for love.
What made you so?
Are you scared of change?
Scare of those who are different?
I realize, I am different from you.
I have known feeling that none of you can ever hope to know.
I have known the comrodery of a friend who supported me against all odds.
I have known a compassion of a guardian who took me in who no others would, and raised me to dream and hope.
I have known a love and passion that transcended definition.
There is no use hiding it now...
You all can see me for what I am!
The signless, the sufferer, the mutant.
My blood burns brightly for all to see.
It is a flame
Nightmares - Eren Jaeger x Reader“AHHH!!” You sat up so quickly you had no time to breathe. Once you were sitting up, you were breathing a little too heavily.Nightmares - Eren Jaeger x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Looking around you in a daze, you tried to pull yourself back to reality. You were in your room. The moonlight streamed in through the window as you slowly took back control of your breathing. Pacing your breaths, you slowed your heart rate down, slower and slower. You let your head fall to your hands and allowed a few tears to slither down your cheeks. Clenching your teeth, you fought back a heart-wrenching sob. The tears still came but you tried not to make any further noise.
You didn’t want to draw attention to yourself, not now. Not in the middle of the night. What would the Corporal say? You didn’t even want to imagine about what Levi would do to you for being weak.
Continuing to slow your breath, you lay back down on the soft comfort of your bed and stared at the ceiling. You watched the shadows dance over the roof.
So calm. So
Deskfull of Problems Tanaka X ReaderDeskfull of Problems Tanaka X Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Mister Tanaka, are you in here?” Peeking around another corner you continued your search for the illusive little man. Sebastian had specifically chosen you to help Tanaka with whatever needed doing because the two of you got along quite nicely. Even more importantly than that, was the fact that you could understand Tanaka better than most of the others could. “He's not here either. It's like he disappeared completely.” Just as you were about to give up altogether, you heard his a quiet laugh coming from behind you.
“Hoh, hoh.” Standing in the middle of the hall was Tanaka, how he got there so quickly and without you noticing was beyond you. As always he had his small cup of tea in his hand. He held it close, allowing the steam to fog his monocle.
“There you are, I was looking all over.” You gave him a relieved smile, now knowing you wouldn't get in trouble with Sebastian for shirking your duties. “Sebastian has put me under your
Lost Time Well Spent Bard X ReaderLost Time Well Spent Bard X Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Why are we always getting dragged along to these blasted things? It's not like we're actually needed here and we aren't allowed to take part in any of the activities. That, would be fun. But no, we just sit around, bored and taking up space.
“Baldroy, I think everyone would greatly appreciate it if you stopped your complaining.” The glare that Sebastian gave him brought Bard's complaints and mummers to an immediate halt. “I've explained to you before why your presence is necessary, you're here to make the young master look good. Howbeit, you throwing a slight tantrum does quite the opposite.”
“R-right, sorry bout that.” Both embarrassed and a little upset, Bard ran his hands through his short messy hair and sighed. “I guess I'm just still a little tired is all. I'll try to keep my mouth shut.” With Sebastian still glaring at him with extreme disapproval, Bard figured it would be best if he went somewhere
InFamous: Second Son - The Banshee. (I:SS OC)Name: Antonia Rose Rivers. Toni to friends and family.InFamous: Second Son - The Banshee. (I:SS OC)9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Known aliases: Amplifier (Good Karma), Headcrusher (Evil Karma), Angel of the airwaves (When she worked at the radio station), Banshee (Dubbed by civilians upon hearing her Vengeful Scream).
Birthday: August 19th, 1989.
Sub-race: Prime Conduit.
Powers: Sound manipulation and absorption, accelerated healing, enhanced strength, durability, enhanced stamina.
Appearance: Being the child of mixed ethnicity parents (Giovanna is Italian, Aiden is American), Antonia has light brown skin (like someone who just tans nicely in summer, but all year round), eyes the colour of clover-blend honey, and short black hair. Two strands barely touch her shoulders. She is of average height (roughly 5'6”), and has an average build with visible muscle tone. She has at least four tattoos of Chinese-style dragons. Two of thes
Black Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven CheslockBlack Butler Seven Minutes In Heaven Cheslock1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Oh my dear mercy, there are a lot of you aren't there?” Grell placed the back of his hand on his forehead and swooned directly into your lap. “I fear I've grown ever so terribly feint my dear girl. You'll have to see yourself up.”
“Oh, you poor dear, do you need something to drink? I'd hate to think you're suffering on my account.” With a worried look, you ran your fingers through Grell's deep red hair.
“No, no, just leave me.” Grell cupped his hand next to his mouth and whispered to you. “I'm fine, but with any luck, my dear Bassy will come to rescue me.” He winked and waved you away. “Now go, have a good time my kind darling.”
“O-okay then, if you insist.” After gently removing Grell from your lap, you stood to your feet and straightened out the wrinkles in your dress. With Grell still moaning and complaining behind you, you walked to the center of the large room and placed your hand inside his
Why Do I Always CryBobble usually didn't consider himself the crying type. Even when he stubbed his toe on a stone, got scratched by a thorn, or hurt himself by accident during work at the Tinker's Nook, he seldom broke out in actual tears.Why Do I Always Cry3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yet, for some strange reason, he found unexpected tears welling up a lot more often lately, most especially when Tinker Bell was near; and he would feel a sharp pang in his heart.
Bobble didn't know what the matter was with him, why he ought to feel this way. He didn't even know how it had begun in the first place; all he remembered was that he was talking one day with Tink, and she'd leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before taking her leave. Even though the kiss was very light, not even lasting two seconds, Bobble never forgot it, and even now, he could still feel her soft touch. Sometimes, when he was alone, his hand would unconsciously drift to his cheek, touching the very spot where Tink's lips had touched him; at that moment, his vision would go blurry, and h
Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 5)Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 5)1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~Elias’ Point Of View~
I awoke with a sleepy start. The sun was just beginning to make its appearance over the Eastern hills, signalling dawn. I let out a drowsy yawn, rubbing my freshly awoken eyes. There was no time to sleep in today as there was much work to do. Trouble was brewing in the West.
They resented me as their King, wanting to break off from my Kingdom with their own form of rules and governing. The loss of land would be a catastrophic stab to my country’s coin purse, so I had to do everything in my power to prevent this from happening.
All headache-worthy stuff really. My father made it look so easy.
I sat up, my bed-hair flopping lazily over my forehead. I clasp the hair in my palms and scratch my scalp in an attempt to flatten the blonde mess upon my head. I notice _____ still sound asleep next to my slouched frame, her hair flowing around her as rays do from the sun. She had had such a rough night; I sure hope she is feeling better now. I didn’t like
LilithLilith6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Oh Lilith, first of Eden, Rise above me
Oh Lilith, first of Eden, Tempt and taunt me
Never leave the paradise, into the land of jackals
Eden is no paradise, without your blessed fruit
Lilith embrace me
Lilith destroy me
Pierce me with your searing gaze
Show me the end of days
Lilith, Show me paradise
Oh Lilith, first of Eden, Bleed and haunt me
Oh Lilith, first of Eden, Sacrifice me
Engulf my life in viscous waves
Of lust that drowns me, your slave
Lilith embrace me
Lilith destroy me
Pierce me with your searing gaze
Show me the end of days
Lilith, Show me paradise
Lilith, Oh Lilith, you are in my blood
Forsake me not for the arid wastelands
And take not my Eden with you
Oh Lilith, my Eden
Lilith embrace me
Lilith destroy me
Pierce me with your searing gaze
Show me the end of days
Lilith, Show me paradise
Mr. Handsome - Markiplier x readerMr. HandsomeMr. Handsome - Markiplier x reader2 months ago in Romance More Like This
Markiplier x shy!reader
Bit fluffy. Or really fluffy.
My first fic. Please don’t be too harsh, I tried.
(y/n) – your name
(b/f/n) – best friend’s name
(y/f/c) – your favourite colour
You’re finally relaxing at home on the couch after a long day at work catching up on some of your shows when your phone starts ringing. You look down to see your friend (b/f/n) calling, you let out a bit of a sigh and roll your eyes before answering. You know that if she’s calling at this time on a Friday it’s because she want to go out to a club or bar, which you were never too thrilled about. But you usually went anyway to make sure nothing would happen to her. “Hey, what’s up?” you ask as you lower the television volume and lean your head back to rest on the couch. “(y/n)! You better not be busy tonight because you and I are going to that new club a couple blocks from your place. Everyone is saying it