50 sentence SheaxChelsea#01 - Comfort50 sentence SheaxChelsea6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For Chelsea, no matter how soft the mattress or how warm the covers, there will be no place more comfortable than Shea's arms.
#02 - Kiss
Chelsea has come to discover the best way to distract Shea from his rare bouts of self-doubt is with a kiss.
#03 - Soft
When Chelsea fondly strokes his cheek or absently rests her hand atop his, Shea cannot help but notice how the calluses on the pads of her hand (gained from many days of farm work) only emphasize how soft the rest of her is.
#04 - Pain
Shea is no stranger to sore muscles or bruise-mottled skin and grew up with a high-threshold for pain, but nothing can ever prepare him for the gnawing ache in his chest whenever he sees Chelseas face blush when another man presents her with a suitable gift.
#05 - Potatoes
Chelsea doesnt have the heart to tell Shea that no matter how much he looks, he wont find the kind of eyes he knows on the potato.
#06 - Rain
Snape's Love"What did they do to you?" her sweet, sweet voice, he sighed inside.Snape's Love9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Nothing, why do you care?" if she would just leave him alone she would be safe.
"Because they don't have a right to say, 'you exist, you must be punished,' because that's just mean. And that Potter, he's so-so-so stupid! He's only going to pull a few N.E.W.T.'s if he's really, really lucky. That's one of the reasons they don't like you, I think, you are smarter than them," poor Lily, he thought sadly. The fates weren't going to be kind to her. The runes his mother had read for him had told of heartbreak after Hogwarts. And death, but he didn't want to dwell on that.
"Come on, Madame Groves won't be pleased if we go to the hospital wing, we can go to that room I told you about last year."
"You still know where it is?"'
"Of course! And Potter and his gang don't know where it is, thank heavens. How is it that they always know where to find you?" Spasmodic Lily, Severus thought sadly. He couldn't tell her it was because
SNAPE'S JOB PROPOSAL-2SNAPE'S JOB PROPOSAL-211 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
From the Desk of Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Re: REQUEST FOR DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS TEACHING POSITION
Dear Professor Snape,
Thank you for your application regarding the Defence Against the Dark Arts position for the upcoming fall term at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was extremely pleased to receive your application and add it to the four-foot high pile of your previous applications, before setting fire to them and laughing like a maniac far into the night, as is in compliance with school regulations.
Unfortunately, we cannot accept your application at this time, due to the position being filled this summer by a Mr. Herman J. Cleveland, who is currently employed part time at Big Danny's House of Luxury Tuxedos and Auto Repair. Mr. Cleveland assures me that he is well-versed in the knowledge of the Dark Arts, as well as in the art of hot-wiring cars and making a particularly potent cocktail from an orange, half a glass
Mother Nature's Song Sometimes the world was on our sideMother Nature's Song7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
sometimes it wasn't fair.
Sometimes it took the hard way.
Sometimes we never cared.
But if I were to run
and if I were to die
Would the world come aid me
and hear my cry?
If I were to perish,
and if I were to burn,
will the world teach me her lesson
and watch as I learn?
If I learned to love,
and if I learned to fly,
will the world catch my wings
if I fall from the sky?
If I were to bleed,
and if I were to be hurt,
will the world help me up,
or throw me in the dirt?
If I were to listen
and if I sang a song,
will the world play her music,
as I sing along?
But if I were to hate,
and if I never looked,
will the world open my eyes
and close the pages of the book?
Will she leave me on the ground,
with nothing to defend,
and skip to the last page
and mark my very end?
For the world is your life,
and if you waste her time,
she'll smite you with her knife.
Sometimes she'll be by your side
Sometimes she won't be fair.
Sometimes she'll take the hard way
A Vampire's Tale He was treacherous, evil and mean.A Vampire's Tale7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was always dirty and hardly ever clean.
Bullying kids was his talent from the start
and it was the only hobby fom the heart.
His name was Slater, a really cruel teen.
He'd be angry all the time cuz u know he's mean.
Slater treated his mother quite cruel,
even punched her and threw her in a pool.
But his mother had enough
and she knew she'd had it rough.
"I'll get you back, you dirty brat!
And u know my chances are quite fat
and I'll change ur form, u evil twerp!
You wont remember a thing--not even a chirp!
You wont be human--you'll burn with fire
and become this monster--an evil vampire!
Thats what u get, I'm tired of u
and arent u upset with ur horrid self too?
Sadly, this is enough, my beautiful son
and we will all join--vampires as one."
His mother planned the whole attack
and Slater would die--that was a fact.
She held a knife and sneaked to his room,
and leaned close to him, preparing his doom.
Stabbing the boy was the trickiest part,
AlleywaySomewhere, in the back streets of Domino, two of the most "evil" people were meeting up at the request of one.Alleyway5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Malik, I'm sick of this." The white-haired snarled at his blond companion. Yes, you guessed it, Bakura and Malik had met up again, though Malik wasn't sure why. They had already discussed their plans, hadn't they?
"Sick of what?"
"Uhh... For the past few episodes every time we meet up I have made passes at you, and yet all the time you stay completely oblivious!"
"Made passes? What the f**k does that mean?" Don't forget, Malik has spent most of his life under a rock, and the rest of it running the most feared anime organisation known to man.
"It means, for those of you who have lived under a giant rock your whole life, that...uhh. Let me put this another way; will you go out with me?"
"Go out? As in like...friends?" Malik creased his eyebrows. Bakura wasn't particularly a friendly person, to put it mildly. Why was he asking something that sounded...nice?
"No not like..." Baku
The FrenchThe French, firstly, is arrogant. He is ignorant enough to think that the French revolution brought A LOT to all of Europe. Yeah, right. UK: still have a queen. Germany: Used to have a king until the World War One. Do I continue? But surely, the French does not know that Jean-Jacques Rousseau, who contributed a lot to the famous French "Droits de l'Homme et du Citoyen" was living in … Geneva, Switzerland. Great! But let us not forget that it is partially because of Lafayette that you Americans eat awful pies on July 4th, and he was French. About the revolution, I want you all to remember that, OK, we killed the king, but what came then, huh? Napoleon, an EMPEROR who is compared in certain countries to Hitler. Yes. Actually, this is a bit unfair because he did good things – such as, permit the girls to NOT get married before the age of sixteen.The French8 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Sure, the French likes to riot. Everything is good to create your own revolution. "Excuse me, Sir, but there is a fly in my soup! I protest! Ple
..-Look At Me Now-..Dear Mother,..-Look At Me Now-..6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You were once a lovable one
Until you changed
and had a son
Always you faked your glee
Always you hated me.
A monstrous being I was when I smiled
A pitiful mother you were all the time.
You could never stand the sight of me
Always I was isolated from the family.
I thought a mother would love her son
I thoguht I was your wonderful one.
If I were to drown in the dangerous sea,
possibly could you again be happy?
Maybe you and I don't agree
But a mother in you is what I want to see.
Always you hated your life so dull
And you despised your son, the animal.
If I turned away,
I know you'd attack
But you don't know the pain
of a cused zodiac.
I don't believe
your words anymore
Like the "I love you's"
you continue to pour.
Give me more
of the doggone lies
I know it's me
you truly despise.
You say I'm speical,
I'm one of kind
You know those words
will rot my mind.
I hope you know
When I'm confined
Always will be you
that's on my mind.
Even when you faked it
and hated me too,
SNAPE'S JOB PROPOSAL- 1SNAPE'S JOB PROPOSAL- 111 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
From the desk of Professor Severus Snape
Potions Master, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
LETTER OF APPLICATION FOR NEW TEACHING POSITION
POSITION REQUESTED: Defence Against the Dark Arts
To Whom it May Concern:
This letter is in compliance with the school guidelines stating that all applicants for new teaching positions must submit a letter of proposal for acceptance. Disregarding the fact that this position is less NEW than it is unfairly occupied at the time, and I am less an APPLICANT than I am sick and tired of doing this every year. . .let's just get on with the spiel.
I feel that, given my years of teaching at this school, my experience with the subject matter involved in the said requested teaching position and my overall smashing good looks, make me an ideal candidate for the Defence Against the Dark Arts teaching position. I could probably prove it by cursing the lot of you to Kingdom Come and then no one would oppose me for the position, but somehow I know that isn
Hormonal Kids and Horny Men P6Nero returned to Fortuna alone. Now he had *another* person waiting for him. Nero sighed as he walked up to his apartment. As soon as he had got through the door, he had immediately begun to think of what he would need to bring with him. He constantly paced back and forth almost panicky. He only wanted to come back once because he was a little embarrassed that he suddenly dumped his girlfriend, had hardcore, crazy sex with Dante, and then immediately moved in with him afterwards.Hormonal Kids and Horny Men P66 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nero was also pondering what story he should tell Kyrie. She was a very understanding person, but would she understand all that? How would she feel about her brother being gay? Or should he just lie about some girl he had fallen in love with? No. Nero couldnt lie to Kyrie. He would just have to tell her that he had fallen in love with another guy.
After a good five hours of packing, Nero was finally content with his luggage and ready to go live with the man of his dreams literally. B
Sparda Academy Chapter 2Chapter 2Sparda Academy Chapter 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nero finally finished unpacking his things. Zeek was gone doing whatever it was he needed to do all day. The young teen decided to go for a walk and look around campus so he grabbed his coat and off he went, remembering his key and locking the door.
While he walked down the hall, he noticed one of the twins was just entering the elevator. Nero dashed to make it, Hey! Hold the door! The other man held his hand to stop the doors from closing. The teen practically jumped through the doors as the other stepped out of the way.
Nero leaned against the wall as the remaining bit of the elevator doors closed, Thanks! He was out of breath as he felt those cold eyes he had noticed when he first saw the man observing him. The older teen nodded, Youre welcome What floor? Nero regained his breath, Oh, lobby please. Vergil nodded again before pushing the right button.
There was an awkward silence as the boring elevator music p
6927-Jealousy~Jealousy-6927~6927-Jealousy6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Since having come back from being stuck ten years in the future, with the hopes of changing things around, and although things seemed to have gone back to as fairly normal as possible, there was one thing that Tsuna just couldn't get out of his mind.
He was jealous of his Mist Guardian. And I'm not talking about Mukuro, oh no. He's jealous of Chrome.
Having recently been more in touch with his feelings, seeing that it just didn't spark right with Kyoko, which Tsuna now saw as the same feeling that Haru had toward him. He did still like her, just not in the way he thought he did. She was more of a good friend than anything. Sure she was cute and sweet, but nothing was there.
Tsuna realized, throughout the journey of being in the future, and even prior to that, he had fallen in love with his Mist Guardian, the other one, Rokudo Mukuro. He had no idea how it happened, why it happened...it just did. Did he fall in love with Mukuro because of his gender? Or the person h
Sparda Academy 'Prologue'Three devil boys' go to an all boys' school. What happens when you have three hormonal teenagers living in one dorm? Only one way to find out! (There might be a little love triangle later on...)Sparda Academy 'Prologue'6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
UGH! Why do mom and dad have to keep us here? It sucks! Dante yelled in frustration as his face was buried into the pillow of his dorm room. He was now a senior in an all boys school and has hated it ever since he was first forced to attend it as a freshman.
I dont know why it is such a big deal to you Dante. Weve been attending this school for three years. Just one more year shouldnt kill you. Besides, its important to father. This school was named in his honor and he wants you to focus more on your studies. Vergil was unpacking on his half of the room.
The Sparda twins were arranged to live in the same dorm room by their mother. All throughout their childhood, Dante had always been so distracted by the opposite sex that he h
Naruto OC Profile-CasanaNaruto OC Profile-Casana6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Age: 18 (Deceased)
Birthdate: May 17th
Eyes: Blue (Normally), Pink (When she uses Nentougan)
Blood type: AB
Classification: Missing Nin
Ring: Ai (Love)
Ring Position: Right Middle Finger
Partner(s): Deidara and Tobi
Often is an accompanying medic
Ninja Rank: Chuunin
Previous Affiliation: Iwagakure
Nature Type: Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Lightning, Ice, Snow.
Weapon(s) of choice: Various, most notably a machete
Casana is a descendant of the Kusabana clan and originally lived in Airisu Valley; a farming community located in the north not far from Iwagakure that was rich in vegation of all sorts and known for having beautiful patches of wild flowers. The Kusabanas that trained to become Ninjas as most of them did, trained in Iwagakure.
When she was six years old, Airisu Valley was attacked and invaded by hordes of crazy, rogue ninja warriors. quickly killing anyone w
Castle Town Happy Mask Salesman x ReaderCastle Town Happy Mask Salesman x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
A strange melody filled your ears, pulling you out of your dream world and back to reality. As you forced your heavy lids to open, you realized that everything around you was completely black. “What in the world happened?” Unsure where you were, or how you'd even gotten here, you tried to lift yourself off of the cold stone ground. When you tried to move however, pain filled your body from head to toe. “I wonder if I got hit by one of those giant lava rocks, that would make sense, kind of.” Unwilling to stay where you were, you pushed through the pain and slowly began to feel your way around the room.
“It looks like you finally woke up. How wonderful, you had me worried.” The familiar voice came from behind you, causing the hair on your neck to stand on end. “Aren't you going to say something? You can still speak can't you?”
You turned yourself around very slowly until you were face to face with the owner of the voice
Mad Hatter -Belial-casually ominous, he stoodMad Hatter -Belial-8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a silken top-hat overshadowing
his mischievous sapphire eyes
and spoke this hell sent prophet
with intoxicating words
that choked and smothered
"Oh, what lovely lies do fall from your lips"
crimson lips curved upward
in sinister mockery of a smile
his slim white gloved hand
gently cupped my cheek
wicked sapphire eyes bore into mine
"Devils never lie"
from darkness he came
and into shadow he vanished
the only proof of his presence
a single ebon feather
fluttered softly to the ground
Do your ears...Do your ears hang lowDo your ears...7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a regimental soldier
Do your ears hang low?
Do your ears hang high
Can they wave up in the sky
Do they crinkle when theyre wet
Do they straighten when theyre dry
Can you wave them at your neighbour
With the minimum of labour
Do your ears hang high?
Are your ears in the middle
Can they wibble, do they jiggle
Do they give yourself a scare
When they jump around and wiggle
Did you give yourself a shake
When they fell into a lake
Are your ears in the middle?
Do your ears spin round
Did they fall off on the ground
Did one fall down the drain
Then the other turn around
Did you follow all you oughta
Were they always for the slaughter
Do your ears spin round?
Do your ears stick out
Do you use them to catch trout
Do they get very wet or
Are you suffering from drought
Do they stretch out through the sky
Did they poke out someones eye
True LoveHow can someone make me feel like this?True Love11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The way my heartbeat quickens with every kiss
Remembering the way you always gently stroke my face
And all signs of unhappiness are suddenly erased
Thinking of how we first met
That moment, I'll never forget
When I saw you smile at me
All my emotions ran wild and free
You were the object, my magical key
I hope you don't find it too revealing
If I ever tell you how I'm really feeling
Because I don't think I could ever stand losing you
You mean too much to me, it's true
I had always hoped we'd be together
I hope our love lasts forever
ZauberdingeZauberdinge5 years ago in General More Like This
* Eine Geschichte von Beau Cyphre *
Für Sandra. Für deine Gedanken.
Was ich an Littlewood am meisten liebte, war die Stadtbücherei. Nirgendwo konnte ich Mädchen unauffälliger anschauen, und es war der beste Ort, sie auf eine Art kennen zu lernen, die irgendwie fast normal war. Ich musste nichts Außergewöhnliches tun, um ihre Aufmerksamkeit zu erregen; ich brauchte keine Show abzuziehen. Ich musste nur beobachten und den richtigen Moment abpassen, um ins Gespräch zu kommen.
Die meisten Mädchen aus meiner Klasse hatten feste Freunde, die mindestens zwei Jahre älter waren als ich und Dinge bieten konnten, von denen ich noch weit entfernt war. Ich hatte mein Fahrrad statt eines Autos, und die paar Ferienjobs brachten nicht genug Geld, um mir die Klamotten leisten zu können, die Mädchen an Jungs so cool fanden. Ich hatte immer nur die Worte. Während die anderen danach suchten, waren sie fü
DMC-I Saw Mommy Cheating14. Christmas-I Saw Mommy CheatingDMC-I Saw Mommy Cheating6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A light shined in the room. One blue eye popped open, then promptly closed and pulled his blanket over his head. He didnt want to be wakening up at this hour.
A grumble crept from the sheet and further pulling of the blanket.
Vergil-nii? Please wake up!
The body under the blanket is being shaken awake. Finally, a white head of hair appeared from underneath the blanket. A pair of grumpy blue eyes glared lazily at his awakener.
Im up, Dante. What do you want?
Dantes feet shuffled in his red-footed pajamas, looking ashamed and about ready to cry.
You didnt wet the bed again, did you?
No, I didnt wet my bed again! I used the potty before I went to bed!
Well, thats good to hear, since you drank all that lemonade before bed. At least we dont have to clean the sheets.
Dante looked down, blushing red.
Pans WeltPans WeltPans Welt7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
* Eine Geschichte von Beau Cyphre *
Was ist Gott?
Ein ewiges Kind,
das ein ewiges Spiel
in einem ewigen Garten spielt.
Als Gott Pan sich entschied, als Kind wieder und immer wieder geboren zu werden, schuf er sich eine Welt voller Liebe, Zauber und Gefahren.
Diese Welt ist Pans Welt.
Und ganz gleich, was die Menschen glauben, sie wird immer seine Welt sein.
Als ich erwachsen wurde, glaubte ich eine Zeit lang nicht mehr daran.
Doch dann geschahen so viele Dinge, die mir zeigten, was ich verloren hatte auf meinem Weg. Ich war eines der verlorenen Kinder, ohne es zu wissen, und ich hatte die Macht meiner Träume eingebüßt.
Ich hatte diese Macht verloren alleine durch meinen Glauben, erwachsen zu sein.
Das Gefühl, das Kind, das ich war, hinter mir gelassen zu haben, gab mir eine trügerische Sicherheit, die jedoch letzten Endes nur Blindheit und abgrundtiefe Langeweile war.
a jaw of glassyou are made of glass, lit with fireflies anda jaw of glass6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
firemen and fireflowers. i can see the heat
tremble like smoke to the black sky as you
tap on your jaw.
pearls slide to the cherry pits of your stomach,
tickled with daisies and ipecac syrup to
gut you like an oyster.
hollow boy, save the glow caught between
your transient, transparent bones- i can see
the snakes in your stomach writhing, pulled
taut and shelled like intestines, wrought like
a chain necklace about your throat.
you are gauze-between-
oh, like a butterfly locked inside its chrysalis,
oh, with cotton wings sticking as they become
viscous in the water, oh, the death of something
beautiful, more beautiful than you.