Howl's Moving Castle Magic Lessons </b>Howl's Moving Castle6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"When manipulating the weather you have to keep tight control on the flow of your magic. Release too much as you could end up with an energy surge and end up doing something you didn't intend," Master Howl explained, leaning back on his elbows. He and Markl were reclining on a blanket in the sunshine beside Star Lake, having their magic lesson outside.
Sophie was flitting in and out of the Castle with baskets of clothes, humming happily to herself. She had only been with them a few weeks, but already Markl didn't know how they had coped without her. It was certainly nice to have clean clothes all of the time.
"Because weather is a universal occurrence you have to keep your magic focused on a single area, preferably wherever you are at that moment," Howl continued. "Its far more difficult to try and change the weather on the other side of the country, and, let's face it, what would be the point?"
Markl frowned at Sophie, only half listening to his Master's
untitledfuck you anduntitled7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
your cursed lonesome
oh, dear, i see
you brought your
sleepy eyes, and you know
i can't say
CrepuscularTo the girl teaching herself to fly,Crepuscular8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a hospital bird with soot in her lungs
and patchwork wings,
you only fly for a little while.
If you want to stop hurting,
learn to drift in the silence of the dark
between night and day.
We're all made from broken parts:
bird seed, letters addressed to no one,
things found in old coats,
brittle things like love.
Glass bottomed birds,
we used to make butterfly hands,
until moths swarmed into our throats,
like dancing butterflies; still
we choked on dusty wings.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs,
the same smoke that you'll inhale.
Let go, little bird --
You were made for moonlight,
never for hummingbird lullabies --
Hummingbirds only fly in the sun,
and the sun was never a child.
We were not meant to be angels.
The nestlings, children of the stars,
we glide together on clipped wings
through the dark.
The Son of The ChaseHe'd had enough with playing nice, everything he tried had ended in misunderstanding. Nothing worked and whenever he managed to corner Hiccup, the taller Viking would sneer at him and ignore everything that came out of his mouth.The Son of The Chase5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Snotlout was no help as his suggestions to make Hiccup feel special had left Tuff feeling like a moron and Hiccup embarrassed and hurt from the teasing of their peers.
So this was it. Today was the day that he would either make Hiccup listen, or he was washing his hands of the brunette.
Hiccup was just leaving his lodge when Tuff stomped up, looking angrier then usual and it immediately put Hiccup on edge. Everything he'd done since Hiccup had practically thrown himself at the blonde's feet had seemed like a very Tuffnut form of payback. Mean and designed to hurt in the worst way.
"What do you want?"
"Shut up." Hiccup's eyebrows rose at the snarl and he wondered if he should attem
HTTYD: Choice, Part 1Warning: Girlslash and Boyslash upcoming (eventually).HTTYD: Choice, Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Three years after the events of the movie, Astrid makes a choice.
Astrid had been out of sorts lately.
She wasn't sure why. Nothing had really changed. Hiccup was still Hiccup, kind, intelligent, and awkwardly self-confident. Ruffnut was still vain, crazy, and wild. And the guys still teetered the line between being amusing and being annoying. The only thing that seemed to have changed was Astrid. It was confusing, and frustrating, and the only thing she knew was that she had to do something about it.
Of course Hiccup could tell. He bore the brunt of her bad moods, obviously. And he wanted to talk about it, had been trying to get her to increasingly often over the past few weeks. She always brushed him off, because how could you have a talk when you had no idea what to say? Well, he'd get his talk tod
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
The ChaseHiccup wasn't quite sure when he'd started noticing Tuffnut as something other then the more annoying twin. It had been somewhere around the celebration of his seventeenth summer.The Chase5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For once in his life Hiccup was taller then most of his peers; only Fishlegs was taller. Tuffnut only came up to Hiccup's shoulder, and he seemed far more vicious every time the brunette was around, as if making up for his lack of height.
It wasn't the vicious attacks, the punches and kicks and pinches that got Hiccup noticing the blonde. It was the little things, the way his eyes would light up when something amused him, his grin, his swagger, his laugh. The way he would feed the little pack of terrors that had taken to following him when he thought no one was looking.
He'd been terrified at first, wondering if anyone could notice his attraction. He'd started avoiding Tuff, making excuses for why he couldn't go up flying with the gang. At firs
The betThe melodic sound of the wind chimes hanging close to the door being swayed by a slight breeze echoed in the mostly empty café, signaling the entry of another customer. From behind the counter, a balding man with a prosthetic hand, a thick blond unibrow and a peculiar mustache looked up from the newspaper he was reading.The bet5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A tall man with white-blond dreadlocks had just entered and his grey-blue eyes lit up in recognition when he saw the man behind the counter. He was probably about 6 feet tall and had a really nice build. Toned biceps and calves showed proudly under the military green sleeveless hoodie over a white tank top and gray cargo shorts that he wore. His skin must've been light a long time ago but it was almost impossible to tell because of the nice, almost bronze tan complexion he has now, obviously a product of being out in the sun for years. A sleek, new DSLR camera hung from his neck and he gave the man behind the counter a short wave as he walked ove
Spirited Away 2: Chapter 1Spirited Away 2: Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chihiro's alarm woke her with a start. She didn't want to wake up, because she was having her favorite dream. The one where she still worked at the bathhouse...
and Haku was there. She could still easily picture his straight black hair and shocking green eyes. Chihiro laid in her bed for a moment, wishing she were still in her dream, and then sat up straight with the realization that it was her sixteenth birthday. She smiled, but it was a sad smile. She sighed, remembering that last year she had hoped Haku would return, only to be disappointed. She could still hear his voice in her head: "We'll be together again one day..."
As she walked to school, alone as usual, since she hadn't made many friends in this town, she wished there was someone she could tell about the spirit world that wouldn't think she was insane. "Maybe this year he'll come. That would be the ultimate birthday gift," she thought. She sighed (as this had become a habit sinc
SasoDei- Lord of the Yaoi 4SasoDei Lord of the Yaoi Chapter 4SasoDei- Lord of the Yaoi 46 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Deidara awoke to the bellowing of the conch shell. He looked around to the platform to see that it was Itachi who had blown the shell, with Sasori standing next to him. Damn Uchiha, had to be so great at everything.
Deidara made his way to the pink granite stage, climbing up and sitting on one of the trees.
"Good to see you join us, Percival Wemsy Madison, of the Vicarage, Harcourt St. Anthony."
Deidara stared dumbly at the Uchiha. Sasori leaned to Deidara's ear to whisper.
"It's the name of a Littlun in Lord of the Flies. Itachi thinks he is on the same island as the book."
Deidara gave a nod, still fairly confused. He would have to get his hands on that book.
The rest of the Akatsuki made their way onto the platform, Itachi greeting them all one by one.
Zetsu was Samneric.
Tobi was Simon.
Hidan was Roger.
Kakuzu was Maurice.
Kisame was Piggy.
And Pein was Merridew; or more commonly known as Jack.
None really took the nick
Ikuto x Reader Fanfiction | Thank youAn attractive blue-haired boy sat next to a cute pink-haired on a park bench on a chilly winter evening.Ikuto x Reader Fanfiction | Thank you2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Amu?" the boy started.
"Yeah, Ikuto?" the girl, Amu, answered.
"Since you became my girlfriend, there's been something I wanted you to know..." the boy, Ikuto, went on. His midnight blue eyes were locked with her golden gaze.
"Go on then, tell me," Amu said impatiently. Ikuto was quiet for a moment. He finally spoke.
"You're my only love, but not my first love. Let me tell you a story."
It was a snowy afternoon, and you had just gotten out of school. You pulled your (favorite color) coat out of your schoolbag, because you felt like you were freezing and your school uniform wasn't enough to keep you warm in the winter weather. You pushed your (hair color) hair out of your face and waved goodbye to your friends, then started the walk home. After a while of walking on the sidewalk, you left the school scenery behind and started to drift off int
For Noctis Lovers You aimlessly stride across the dark marbled floors, clicking over top of it in your silver strapped heels. You were wearing an elegant white, one shoulder mini cocktail dress. There was a ruffle decorated around the body of the dress. The empire waistline was a light silver color with a sapphire stoned pin embellished on the left side of the empire waistline. Accessorized with your dress you wore white gold, diamond dangling earrings and a sterling silver bracelet. As the soft classical music plays in the background your mind wonders through old memories. It wasn't so long ago that you had met him at a ball similar to this. How that night drastically changed everything you thought to be right.For Noctis Lovers3 years ago in Romance More Like This
~You were sent to the ball by your employers; a local mob that was the shadiest, most violent group known to the city. Get involved with them and your reputation would be shot; literally or theoretically. However you weren't on your knees begging for their assistan
Insane!Canada x Ignored!Reader : WishesInsane!Canada x Ignored!Reader : Wishes2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
WARNING: May be a trigger.
Everyday was awful.
How does it feel when you’re ignored?
Or worst of all, when your very existence is so ignored, that it feels as though you were never there.
Just a ghost.
You’d tried everything.
It was when you would hesitantly approach a group of people chattering away, and you would give a radiant smile, raising a hand in greeting.
Their conversation would just continue on.
Or when your teachers would take attendance.
“(F/N) (L/N)?” They’d call out, searching through the room.
You would always raise your hand and smile, replying, “Here.”
But their eyes would just skim over you.
“Not here again?” The teacher would frown, shaking their head in disappointment.
“Poor thing, missed so many days at school.”
Even your own parents forgot your existence.
“Why do we have an extra chair?” Your mother would scrutinize the chair you sat in,
Horsea [AU] [Jean x Reader]A/N: Dedicated to all the Pokemon fans~Horsea [AU] [Jean x Reader]11 months ago in Romance More Like This
“[Name] I’m back!” A voice called out as the front door clicked shut.
Walking into the apartment he shared with [Name], a soft smile adorned Jean’s face when he saw his girl sitting on a bar stool by the countertop, which acted as a divider between the kitchen and the living room in their small but cozy home.
She was wearing one of his shirts, rocking a pair of sweatpants, with her hair tied up in a messy bun. Chocolate wrappers were strewn all over the countertop, and she sat, back facing him, totally engrossed in her 3DS. And from the sounds of it, Jean was absolutely certain she was playing Pokémon.
Wrapping his hands around her waist from behind, he snuggled his face into the crook of her neck, giving her a sweet kiss on her collarbone, causing her to giggle and pat his head affectionately.
“How are you feeling now? Still having cramps?” He asked, resting his chin on her shoulder, massaging her stomach
HitsuKarin - Love in the Key of C MajorHitsuKarin - Love in the Key of C Major3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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"Love" in the Key of C Major
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Saturday, August 5th, 1:37pm
"Karin! Karin, look at this scarf!"
"Come on, Yu... No more clothes."
If there was anything more dangerous in the world than walking through the Kaimono District of Karakura with her twin sister, Karin Kurosaki didn't know of it. The Kaimono was old. Old cobblestone streets. Wide sidewalks. Vendors everywhere. Shops with their doors propped open, trying to lure you in to see what treasures they had for sale. Artists lined up along the sidewalk, offering the temptation of an open seat to take and pay for your own personal, hand painted or hand drawn portrait. Strange people covered in paint trying to pass themselves off as statues so you would smile and throw them a nickel or quarter.
It was a fun place. Alive and bouncing. And oh so very dangerous for one over stimulated blond Karin was trying to drag home.
"What do you need a scarf for? It hasn't even start
Holding On - A Verse of Dreams and Lost FantasiesHolding OnHolding On - A Verse of Dreams and Lost Fantasies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rayen V Storme
People move on,
So they say…
It’s a fact of life really
We are children, minds full of wonder
Every moment an adventure
We dream and we live and every moment
Made of gold
Lost in the seas of change
We are teenagers
Minds filled with sex and rebellion
How to fit in?
School, life, growing up
It is forced down our throats
Until we change
Or are trampled into dust
We are adults
Our dreams are long past
Our treasured moments are all sweet
Yet tinged with bitter
Locked away in a chest of heavy wood and heavier hearts
So we have something to hold on to
When the present leaves us behind
We are old
Our fantasies are long since a distant memory
Hanging on between absolute loss and damning remembrance
We live in the past
Staring into the treasure chest with longing
But incapable of touch
Unable to go forward
Unable to go back
This is how they all live
Filled with bitter unhappiness and weeping
Into DeathInto death,Into Death10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out of mind,
Gone from body,
All are blind.
Gone are we,
From the earth,
We are free,
No more mirth.
Upon our graves,
Are roses red,
To quell the fact,
That we are dead.
Return of the Great Cat and Mouse Chapter 17Return of the Great Cat and Mouse Chapter 172 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Taste of Failure
Eyes wide with horror Basil and the others stared at Ratigan in utter shock.
"B-basil... Did he just wish for-?" Dawson asked weakly and hesitantly while having his arms held behind his back by one of Ratigan's lackeys.
"I believe he did Dawson..." Basil replied slowly.
Baron studied Ratigan closely, very confused.
'Did Ratigan just mention Haru in his wish? No... it has to be another Haru...' Baron thought to himself.
Baron turned to Toto and Muta who were also showing similar confused looks as he had.
Ratigan smirked and turned to their group and started chuckling.
"I'm sorry my dear Basil, but it looks like you couldn't stop me this time. I'm afraid I already made my wish." Ratigan said holding the Cat Eye of Miw tauntingly to Basil and the others.
"This isn't over Ratigan...not… yet!" Basil hissed struggling against the henchman holding him back.
"Your right... after all I still need the Opal of the Hund, the last stone to grant
Jean x reader [Phobia Series]: HemophobiaHemophobia: Fear of blood.Jean x reader [Phobia Series]: Hemophobia6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
''Jean! You get your lazy horse ass in here and help me cook!'' You shouted from the kitchen, from the living room you could hear him groan. ''Eren used to always help me cook!'' With the mention of my older brother, Jean shot up from his comfortable spot on the couch and bundled into the kitchen. ''What do you want me to do?''
''Cut some vegetables for me'' Jean let out another groan and begrudgingly picked up the knife, ''Bitch, do you want to eat or not?'' You spoke in a threatening tone a pair of tongs in hand pointed towards your two toned haired boyfriend. Jean held up his hands in surrender, ''Jeez okay okay!'' He turned to face the vegetables again, ''Must be a Jeager thing''
''What was that?''
''I love you?''
''Yeah, that's what I thought you said''
Jean wouldn't admit it but he did enjoy helping you out when it came to preparing meals for the two of you.
Kingdom Hearts Birth By Sleep: Betrayal"It pleases me to see that you have finally accepted the inevitable, (f/n)."Kingdom Hearts Birth By Sleep: Betrayal3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You slipped on the black mask slowly, regretfully; your once clear (e/c) eyes now an unforgiving gold, stained with anger and hatred. Vanitas smirked beside you, or at least that's what he seemed to be doing behind his own corresponding mask. You glared at him, knowing he would get the message even without seeing your face.
"Now. (F/n), Vanitas, it is time for your final test."
You both nodded. For now, you would put aside your self-loathing to deal with the man who betrayed you. Master Eraqus. You had flocked to him as if you were his own daughter, and at the time he had acted as a father. But the moment he saw the seedlings of darkness plant themselves into your heart, he pulled away. You still didn't know what had been his intentions, but that day, you felt as if your light had died. And that was when Master Xehanort had first began to speak to you. He offered you a new path, one bathed in darkne
Phineas and Ferb: The Tickle MachinePhineas and Ferb: The Tickle MachinePhineas and Ferb: The Tickle Machine3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
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It is the normal day of Phineas and Ferb. Phineas and Ferb are sitting under the big tree in their backyard. Ferb was on his laptop, and he was looking through some plans they haven't done yet. They gotten to a plan for a tickle machine, Phineas then Said "A Tickle machine. you know we have that plan for an entire year, but never made it. You know we have no use with that, we should just deleted it. Ferb replied "O.K.", when Ferb was about to delete the plan, Isabella walked in saying her normal catchphrase "Watcha Doing". Phineas then said "O me and Ferb were looking through some plans, what are you doing?". Isabella then said, "Well I have been thinking of some patches I will like to get and then I remembered "The tickle patch". Phineas then said "Tickle patch" what is that. Isabella then said, "If I can stay being tickled in my most ticklish places for a whole hour, I get the patch". Phine
Hades and Persephone (Part 4)Hades and Persephone (Part 4)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PERSEPHONE WALKED THE corridors of the castle, wringing her hands. She had made sure she looked like she hadn't been crying. The thought angered her. She felt fragile, like the flowers she used to care for.
What had she done to deserve this? Why was she going through this punishment, this condemning trial?
She was vulnerable.
And she did not want to be.
Stopping, she leaned against a wall, making sure there was no one there. She closed her eyes, leaning her head back.
If you can hear me, Mother, Father, please come for me. I'm waiting for you. Please.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps near her. She composed herself, swallowing as she saw it was Hades striding up to her.
"Are you well?" he asked suddenly. Persephone nodded once.
"Why shouldn't I be? Besides the fact of the whole…" she trailed off, assuming he knew exactly what she meant. He did.
"As I have sai
HelwaynehLambert sat at his desk, delicately touching the picture in his hands and feeling that already all too familiar ache in his heart. It had been two weeks since his daughter had been born, the little princess he had anxiously awaited nine long months for, and he still had yet to touch her. He just couldn’t bring himself to. The nation was still celebrating the birth of the princess and mourning the loss of the queen, but he could only mourn. They were supposed to raise a family together, share life’s ups and downs, and then one day grow old together. Instead, he was alone.Helwayneh1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Well, not quite. He thought bitterly to himself. You have a daughter now. You’re a dad, and you need to act like it.
But he couldn’t. He felt nothing but pain. He stared at the picture of him and his wife a little longer. It was from before they were married; the night he became king and they had their first dance together. He thought he could never love her more than that m