Beast's Mate Chapter 3Beast's Mate Chapter 38 years ago in Erotic More Like This
I sat in a stunned reverie, looking at my wine glass, thinking. I had recently gotten off a plane from Louisiana, and all I wanted was a cool glass of champagne, before I met with my business partner, Robin McCoy. And there she was.
I had turned, and found an amazing pair of deep blue eyes, belonging to the most beautiful women I had ever seen.
She was shorter than me, but who isnt? She wasnt the now oh-so popular anorexic-looking woman, she looked like she ate food, like a normal person. She had generous curves, and some soft padding that looked very enticing at the moment. She couldnt wear a pants size more than a 12 though.
And those curls. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted to sink my hands into those long, golden ringlets. They looked like something straight out of a story book. Her eyelashes were long, and mascara-coated. Her eyebrows were a shade darker than the gold of her hair, which let me know she was a
JaybirdJaybird10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Full Metal Alchemist Fanfiction
By Tobu Ishi
There are distinct problems involved in the return of someone you haven't seen since you were both children.
There are, of course, the obvious ones, such as resentment for having stayed away so long, and anger at the way he'd taken your piece de resistance and gotten it shattered to bits, and the small bitter disappointment of cracking an old private joke only to be met with a blank stare, and realizing that he's forgotten all about it.
But there are also the more unexpected ones, such as—for example—the matter of privacy. In her own defense, she honestly hadn't meant anything by it. When last he and his brother had stayed here, there had been bloody stumps to tend, and nerves to tweezer out and staple one by one into a network of fine silver wires, and little opportunity for things like privacy between you and a boy who couldn't trim his own nails or his hair or pour himself the last of the tea without
Camping Mad Libs((OOC: hahaha, these are some of the mad libs we did around the camp fire! They were pretty funny, so I decided to type them up and share them with you guys! =3))Camping Mad Libs8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Field Trip to a Farm, parts I and II
Last week, our fire truck teacher, Ms. Angelina Jolie, took our whole dangerous class on a field trip to a local farm so we could see how farmers sneeze. That morning, we packed our knapsacks with escargot and candy corn and filled our thermoses with fish pee. Then we drove out to the farm and met the farmer, who was a cheesy man wearing periwinkle overalls and a straw toilet on his head. He shook hands with me and said, "Shazam!" Then he showed us the big round tower called a squeegee where he stores his bananas. He also gave us a tour of his green barn that was full of hay and dried spatulas. There were stalls in the barn for horses and platipi, so the place smelled really frisky. We met the farmer's wife who was in the backyard of the farm house feeding chickens, that r
My view of Werewolf Biology (update)Physical QualitiesMy view of Werewolf Biology (update)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Human Features: Werewolves don’t have any distinguishing features that would mark them to any observation, casual or otherwise, while in their human form. They look like anyone else with their normal abnormalities or blemishes that normal humans can have. They can have piercings, tattoos, and even scars or missing limbs, and all of these extra features are shared between the forms. Legends such as equal length middle and index fingers, eyebrows growing together and other such abnormalities are no indication that a person is a werewolf and just as likely to happen to a normal person as a werewolf. It’s all genetics based. Most legends prescribing such features were wives tales invented by frightful people and usually used to persecute innocent people in darker days that either an individual didn’t like or entire towns didn’t.
Werewolves do tend to be more toned looking, but this isn’t always the case as a fat werewolf is just as po
The Tale of the Dragon's WrathThe Tale of the Dragon's WrathThe Tale of the Dragon's Wrath3 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Toothless! Toothless stop!"
Laughter disrupted Hiccup's protests to strip away much of their authority. Toothless had the boy pinned on the dewed grass of their cove. Something about the returning spring had put the dragon in a very playful mood.
"What is with you, you deranged reptile?" Hiccup asked with affection. His hands fought to keep the dragon at bay as the beast licked and nuzzled his face.
Hiccup hated a fresh coating of fish-saturated saliva as much as the next Viking, but nothing could dampen his mood on such a beautiful day. The thaw had come early that year; the trees had already budded and the air tasted sweet and warm. Birds returned to the cove after a winter's absence and danced overhead, echoing Hiccup's laughter with chirps of their own.
"Toothless stop" Hiccup said again. Toothless did not heed his command. The dragon's teeth had extractedthough Hiccup would be
Poem: One, Two, Three, Free MePoem: One, Two, Three, Free Me7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am here and I try to love them
The pills marked Happiness, one, two, three
And now it's just me, me, me
The emptiness marked Sorrow, free, free, free
And now it's in me, me, me
Images flash, the smile, the words, the would-be's
The anger inside of me
Temptation eats me raw
Because the scent of blood is all too inviting
Tears turn to dust and love turns to lust
But still I am alone
Watching and waiting
So count to three...one, two, three
And it'll be free, free, free
Inside of me, me, me.
Everytime We TouchA/N: Sorry this took me so long to write! I couldn't think of a good fanfic idea, and then I got preoccupied with HHYSIAH. Anyways, here it is; some good, old-fashioned EdWin. X3 (and SEXUAL TENSION! ZOMG!)Everytime We Touch9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And this fic is completely AU so I could tweak the ages.
I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams (my dreams).
Forgive me my weakness,
But I don't know why,
Without you it's hard to survive.
Fixing Ed's automail had never been more awkward.
Winry tried to go about her job of checking and tweaking the tiny bits and pieces of his arm and leg so that they performed better with the same single-mindedness that she always had. It actually worked, for the first hour or so, because she was so engrossed in the adjusting of various parts that she hadn't seen in over two years that she completely forgot who they were attached to. Then, as she got more used to his specific automail, what she was doing became more automatic, and therefore
Closet - DraithtrappedCloset - Draith8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
feeling so lost
inside this cubicle
of infinite space
yet there's no room
no peaceful rest
under this weight
inside this dungeon
walls closing in
there's no key
no way of escape
padlock forged and set
from the inside
Parents Don't UnderstandIParents Don't Understand8 years ago in Teen More Like This
I sit in the elevator with my notebook clutched to my chest like a child. Why I took the elevator… I don't know. I am ready for this school year. I just need to concentrate on getting through. It's just a matter of will power. It's a matter of marching to your own drummer and being you without offending anyone. Maybe I'll make some good friends this school year. Some friends.
I walk into the counseling office. The nameplate on my councilor's door says Buttkus. I have to suppress a bout of laughter as I look and actually see it written on her door. Wow. Anyway, back to what I was saying. I knock louder than I thought I would and she shouts, "One minute please!"
"Ok," I say.
A girl sits down at the table I'm sitting at. She looks me in the eye and seems to be checking out my brain. I don't know why. She just keeps looking at me like nothing is there but what's inside. She sees right through my skin and muscles into my soul. I have to look away to gain control again.
Why am I like this?
The Beach - FretcetJulian Male.The Beach - Fretcet8 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Listen… The waves are crashing on the rocks. Up above, the stars are shining bright. And the moon is a perfect crescent. I'm in a fairy tale, and I'm flying, high and above - like the birds in the sky… I'm liberated. (Beat) Six years ago you brought me here; you covered me with sand and watched me struggle. You laughed at me. You picked me up and held me in your arms. You said that you would never let go. (Beat) You said you would never let go. (Beat) You promised. You promised you would never let go. You said you wouldn't leave. WHERE ARE YOU NOW THEN? WHERE? (Beat) You can't exist solely in my heart. I wouldn't take it; I can't take it. Come back… come back… Please… come back to me. (Beat)
I don't understand you and I never will. Why did you have to tell?
On Dating WerewolvesOn Dating Werewolves4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A Guy's Guide to Dating a Werewolf
by Dylan McAllister
So, you've met this really cool girl, and somehow you either think, or know, she's a werewolf (she probably dropped the hint to come and look up this sheet, hoping you'd take said hint). Well, congratulations and good luck, because you're going to need it. Dating a werewolf is a bit different than dating a normal girl, but as long as you understand a few important guidelines, (which your life might just depend on) you won't get neutered — trust me, I grew up with my girlfriend, and we've been dating for a while now, and she was born a werewolf, so listen up, I know what I'm talking about. In fact, having a werewolf girlfriend (or boyfriend for you ladies) will be the most awesome relationship you could ever hope to have in your entire life. Most of the below also applies if you're a human girl interested in dating
Oblivion - AnonymousI can hear whispersOblivion - Anonymous8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sliding from cracks
Between fingers and
Oozing off of tongues.
A word ambush
Lying in wait.
Stepping over potholes,
Winding our way
With fingers entwined,
Only you and I
Walk down the streets
Of Seattle; everyone else
Watches from within the caves
Of their eyes.
Let them watch.
As we live our way
Through the strangers,
You are the only one I see.
And as I fall in step with you,
We are the only thing that matters.
Roy's Pocky: EdxWinRoy's Pocky: EdxWin8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey!" shouted an excited Roy Mustang, barging into the room of his office. Riza sat in her chair with a bored expression, Ed and Winry sitting at the sofa beside it. "They finally came!!" he announced happily.
Riza stood from her chair and calmly walked over to him. There was a small box in his hands, no bigger than one that holds a small toy. On the top was labeled in a strange inscription. Riza recognized as "Japanese" writing. The only place she knew who would write in such a language would be the country of Xing.
But what would Roy have with a box from Xing?
"Sir?" Riza asked curiously.
"I ordered this from Xing a LONG time ago!" Roy answered for her. How he always knew her thoughts she'll never know. "I heard of these sweets there that are delicious! More tasty than chocolate here even!" he said rushing to his desk. Along the way, he was "accidentally" tripped by a certain foot and was sent flying to his desk with a loud "CRASH!!" Luckily, the box was still in his hands, though h
Open Your Heart.Open Your Heart.10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I'm just like every other teenager. I obsess over my favorite celebrities, I can spend hours upon hours at the mall doing absolutely nothing yet still find it immensely fascinating, I have those ever raging hormones, I suffer heartache when I break up with someone, I try to fit in while also striving to retain my individuality, I go out on dates, I want to be an adult but part of me fears that giant step forward. Oh yeah, did I mention I'm gay?
Now, when you read those two words, "I'm gay", undoubtedly you came to some kind of conclusion about what kind of person I am, or curled your face up in disgust, or maybe you've just stopped reading this altogether. No matter what you did, you judged me in some way. It's okay. Trust me, I'm used to it by now. And to be quite honest, I don't really care what you think about me. I am comfortable with my identity, and I have accepted who I am. I've realized that it is not something I can change and really, I don't want to. N
pridepride10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You judge me for being a bi well **** you,you judge kathey for being a lesbian well **** you,you judge tenshi for being gay well **** you
you judge us cuz where gay,lesbian or even bisexual,what do you care its our choice who we love its our choice what sex we love
its not your choice its not your love its not your life
LET US LIVE!
LET US LOVE!
LET US BE WHO WE ARE!
DONT JUDGE US!
you say where sick,you say where stupid,you say where not your children when we come out of the closet
WE DONT ****ING CARE WHAT "YOU" SAY! ITS OUR CHOICE ITS OUR LIFE ITS OUR LOVE
THIS HAS NOTING TO DO WITH YOU WE DONT NEED YOUR OKAY TO LIVE THE WAY WE LIVE
LET US LIVE!
LET US LOVE!
LET US BE WHO WE ARE!
DONT JUDGE US!
WHERE SICK OF YOUR LAW WE'LL GET MARRIED TO THE SAME SEX EVEN IF ITS ILLEGAL WE DONT CARE WHAT THE LAW IS WE JUST CARE OF OUR LOVED ONES!
(patrick) im bi and im proud and noone will change that
(kathey)im a lesbian and im happy with sandi and noone will change that
(tenshi) yu judge me and my
MLP: Equestrian Shinobi - Episode 1MLP: Equestrian Shinobi - Episode 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
MLP: Equestrian Shinobi - Episode 1: "The New Pony in Town"
Night finally fell over the town of Ponyville and in the local library, Twilight Sparkle just put Spike to bed and was now sitting on her floor rug and catching up on a little reading by candlelight before heading to bed herself. She was in the middle of an adventure-romance novel about a daring adventurer rescuing a damsel in distress while trying to solve the riddle of an ancient civilization which could unlock a lost treasure. Twilight wasn't usually a fan of these kinds of stories but this one was a real page-turner.
Her eyes were intently glued to the words or they would have been if Twilight hadn't suddenly jerked her head up and found her horn glowing brightly.
"What in the-?" she said then she disappeared in a flash of purple light and reappeared at her highest balcony where she had a telescope set up.
She quickly got a bearing of her situation, "That never happened to me before."
Her attention was turned to an extraor
Project Profile_001: SephirothProject Profile_001: Sephiroth7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_001: Sephiroth
Name: Sephiroth Crescent [Seph-er-oth Kress-ent]
Aliases: "The Chosen One", "Cloud's Dark Side", "Sefirosu" (Japanese), "The One-Winged Angel", "Bizarro-Sephiroth", "Rebirth-Sephiroth", Safer-Sephiroth", "Seraph-Sephiroth", Seraphim-Sephiroth", "Sefa Sefirosu" (Japanese), "The Fallen Angel". "The Man in the Black Cape", "The Nightmare", "Experiment Number 1".
Age: 24 (Before Crisis), 25 (Last Order & Crisis Core), 30 (Final Fantasy VII), 32 (Advent Children)
Birthdate: 1967 (month and day unknown)
[NOTE: Cloud's confirmed birthyear is 1976, and since Sephiroth is 9 years older than Cloud, that makes his birthyear nine years prior: 1967. It should be noted that 76 and 67 are inverts; relevant to Cloud and Sephiroth's opposition and rivalry.]
Hair Style: Hair is straight and goes about halfway down his thighs. His bangs are center-parted, shoulder-length, and raise approximately 4 to 5 inches into the air at a 60° angle before hangi
WyrmWyrm4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Esta jaula de telarañas me corta en pedazos la razón.
Me retuerzo, intentando liberarme, pero me amarran a esta prisión de blanco tejida con precisión agónica.
Deja que me vaya, apenas recuerdo quien soy, que soy, no recuerdo mi deber.
Un rugido de agonía se escapa de mi interior, mis ojos ya no ven más allá de las hebras de color plata. Pero con mis últimas fuerza, azotadas por la agonía y la locura que me invaden dejo escapar mi influencia al mundo exterior.
Encontradme, buscadme, recorred el camino hasta esta prisión, ¡Deprisa! Retorced vuestra imagen si hace falta, y si no podéis aguantar mi dolor, romped vuestras mentes, pero encontradme.
Volví a retorcerme, intentar escabullirme de alguna forma. Quise desgarrar a la araña que me había encerrado de aquella manera, destruirla.
This cage webs cut
Murphy's Law of RatchetMurphy's Law of Ratchet9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'm going to kill him.
I'm going to kill him.
I'm going to shove my arc welder down his throat and then I'm going to kill him.
It was school safety week, whatever the slag that meant, and nearly every school in the state had called the Autobots hoping for a visitor to speak. Ok, frag that, every school in the fragging country had called. Unwilling to deny such good-natured requests, Optimus agreed to send out as many bots as he could afford.
Apparently that meant Ratchet too. As he was the crew's CMO, Optimus seemed to feel that he was best suited to give a talk on safety.
And boy did Ratchet have a few choice words for his Commander when he got home.
"No no no, stop it!" he cried as yet another child clamored around him, running its grimy hands across his sides. "That tickles!"
That was, it seemed, the wrong thing to say as the rest of the children giggled and all tried it. The worst part was that he couldn't jostle them or even y
Still Not Your GirlAN: Please read description before readingStill Not Your Girl3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You locate your girl as--...
You locate the girl as you warp into a new place. There is a volcano behind you and melting, steaming snow beneath you. The girl and someone else are holding lots of frogs.
You hate frogs.
You absolutely hate frogs, and seeing so many of them almost sends you into a psychotic rage. It only doesn't send you into said rage because you were psychotic to begin with.
With a simple movement of your wings, you soar down to the ground, snarling like the Devilbeast you are as you land with a slight crunch in the snow.
You aren't sure where the term Devilbeast came from, but it is quite apt, so you decide to allow it to remain in your mind.
There are far too many frogs around your girl. There is also a stranger near her.
Near the girl. The.
Both the frogs and the stranger are highly unacceptable, and you will dispatch of them.
Your girl and the stranger both draw weapons; she has a ma
Kefka Vs. SephirothKefka Vs. Sephiroth7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
BEFORE YOU READ: Know that I love both FF6 and FF7, Kefka and Sephiroth.
As every FF fan who's ever been on the internet knows, there is a lot of dispute between fans of FF6 and fans of FF7. Or more accurately, there is a lot of dispute between whether Kefka or Sephiroth deserves the title of "Best FF Villain". All of this bantering is for absolutely nothing. It's childish and immature. They're VIDEO GAMES, people. They're imaginary characters living in imaginary worlds, and they don't even know that you love them. But their creators DO, and that is how publicity is born.
I'm going to start by stating my own opinions about this. Please, burn it into the front of your brain, that I do NOT expect anyone to take my opinions as true, factual, or above anyone else's. They are just my own, personal opinions.
First off, I truly do believe that Kefka is the most evil character ever created by anyone. However, his level of evilness is not really what makes him the best villain, is it? If it was
Dimitri's ProfileDimitri's Profile4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name: Kayla Blaisdale
Pronunciation: kay-la blaze-dale
Nickname(s) or Alias: Kay, Goose, Nosebleed, Red / Dimitri, Dimi.
Age: FO3 - 19, FONV - 23.
Birthday: July 13, 2258.
Sexuality: Heterosexual, for the most part.
Nationality: American, with Irish roots.
Religion: Believes in God, but is casually religious at best.
City or town of birth: Vault 101.
Currently lives: Megaton, until 2280. New Vegas.
Languages spoken: English.
Native language: English.
Relationship Status: It's complicated.
Weight: 170 lbs.
Figure/build: Lean and slender, with developed muscles in her arms and legs - her main weapons when no hand held weapon can be acquired.
Hair colour: Burgundy/Dark Red.
Hairstyle: Long(to shoulderblades), mostly un-styled save for trimmed bangs. Worn in a ponytai
NT Audition: Into the VoidIn order to avoid the endless accusations concerning one's damnation, a man of my caliber has but one choice if he is to abstain from violence. A man of my type must alienate himself from society. It is not a question of choice or desire. A "normal" individual does not invite such an unfortunate soul to walk amongst his brethren if he has been tainted by the wrathful hand of the devil. To the normal, he is a demon who insists on ensnaring the good and twisting their faithful intentions to that of lesser men. He who is deemed condemned is a liability to all mankind. He is an unspeakable evil. And I am thus.NT Audition: Into the Void5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It is here within the confinements of my study that I take refuge. These days my house is the only safe haven available to me. Could I have asked for a more gracious shelter? The familiarity comforts me: my mahogany bookshelf displaying my extensive library behind clear glass, my roll top desk to hide letters from past relations, my office desk where I write my letters, and the quiet
Ozzy and Thrax:Conspiring CellThe phone rang several dozen times before Ozzy was finally able to get it back from Thrax.Ozzy and Thrax:Conspiring Cell5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Helllooo?" he answered, smiling, Thrax was still glaring at the phone.
"....Ozzy?" Leah's voice was on the other line, she was making sure to call him several times a day to check on him, but he sounded weird. "Where are you, Ozzy? You didn't pick up your home phone."
"At the pole." Ozzy replied, Leah managed to translate.
"What are you doing there? You can't be messing around like this, Jones!"
"Let me talk!" Thrax said, Ozzy handed him the phone, "Hi, baby~"
"Thrax, what have you done to Ozzy? Did you get him drunk?!"
"Frank damn it.... Please give the phone to Ozzy." she sighed, trying not to freak out at the fact her boyfriend was drunk with an unpredictable, deadly virus that was also intoxicated.
"No thanks. I don't want any." Ozzy said to Leah.
"I'm coming to get you." she said before hanging up, Ozzy looked scared.
"THRAX! SHE'S C