Sanji x Luffy DrabbleLuffy x Sanji FluffSanji x Luffy Drabble6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Neee Sanji! Luffy whined, bouncing into the small kitchen on The Going Merry. The Love Cook was too busy sautéing onions and mushrooms in his shallow pan to notice the younger boys whining. Luffy frowned, and then bounded over right behind the blond.
SA-N-JI! Luffy whined loudly into his ear. Sanji jumped nearly a foot in the air. With an annoyed huff, he spun around.
If you want some food, Im making it right now. Supper will be ready in fifteen or twenty minutes. Sanji said, moving from the pan to begin finely slicing the chicken he had set on the cutting board minutes prior.
Can I help? was his captains unexpected response. Sanji blinked.
Huh? Luffy picked up the spatula Sanji had placed on the counter.
Can I help you cook dinner? Luffy repeated, rapping the counter impatiently with the utensil. Sanji quickly took the spatula from his hand.
Why the sudden inter
A Chef Stole My Heart USUKThis is a story about how America comes to work for England who has somehow become a chef. Slowly, they start to care for each other and eventually become romantically involved. Please critique and enjoy!A Chef Stole My Heart USUK4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred turned, wiping the sweat off of his forehead. A blonde man shorter than himself was searing some salmon in a pan. He wore a very sevre expression. "Uh, one sec," Alfred called as he tried to set down some of the dirty dishes in his arms.
"Blast it- Hurry your slow ass up!" The man yelled furiously, his large eyebrows creased in a stressful expression.
Alfred scowled and dropped the dishes sloppily in a large sink. They splashed water on the floor but no one seemed to notice. He looked around feeling paranoid and not wanting to be yelled at. Again. I'm going as fast as I can damn it... He thought as he rushed his way past the many counters of the large kitchen.
All the cooks were in their checkered pants, moving around so fast it seemed hard
Music speaksMusic speaksMusic speaks2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words left unspoken,
The pain,the joy,
Soft whspers of the heartbroken
Poems of romance,
The good, the bad,
sweet rhythmns of a first dance
Beats of love and lust,
The hot, the cold,
New desires that spark and old that rust
A story of dreams
The bliss, The nightmares
Melodies that burst at the seams.
Words inside my heart
My tears, my smiles,
fears of my harmony falling apart.
100 things Sanji wouldn't do100 things Sanji wouldn't do7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) stop flirting
2) get tired of cooking
3) hit a woman
4) wear rag-tag clothing
5) become a sheep farmer
6) loose Nami's birthday money at a cassino
7) choke to death
8) die of lung cancer
9) kick a puppy
10) get caught making out with Zolo
11) let a spider crawl along his arm
12) trip over himself
13) fall overboard for no reason
14) get a job as a roller waiter
15) give someone food poisoning
16) gain a lot of weight
17) get gum stuck to his shoe
18) reveal a stash of porn under his bed
19) sell weed
20) get a tattoo of a naked woman on his shoulder
21) paint his nails
22) dye his hair black, wear make-up, and start cutting himself
23) run out of insults for Zolo
24) cosplay as Shanks to tease Luffy
26) pin his hair back and show his left eye
27) star in a hairgel commercial
28) become a pessimistic person
29) kill the artist of his bounty poster...saw style
30) wear high heels
31) become a pimp
32) kill someone by poisoning their wine
33) shave his legs
34) become a r
House vs ElricDr. Gregory House Vs Edward ElricHouse vs Elric9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author's note: The inspiration for this little mongrel came from watching Dr. House interact with kids in a couple of episodes. And it made me wonder, how would he get along with Edward Elric? Badly, I at first surmised, House would snap something like "get out my way you maladjusted little troll!" And Ed would alchemize a real snake on House's cane. But then again, maybe this would happen.
Disclaimer: I don't own either Full Metal Alchemist, nor the charcter of Dr. Gregory House. I just want to torture some of the characters for a bit.
Warning: Some clinical talk about "naughty bits." No yaoi - no, none. Not even if you squint.
Beta: Kittygirl109 (ff.net)
Doctor Gregory House was not a happy camper. After the opening of a stable transdimensional Gate about a year ago, he'd come to Amestris on a "doctor swap" for a few months. He w
Orwellian concepts in societyGeorge Orwell is perhaps one of the greatest authors of the twentieth century, and one of his greatest novels was 1984. The book was often considered a dystopian novel criticizing the Soviet Union, but he was criticizing the western world just as much as Stalin's nightmare. This failure to catch this criticism has perhaps allowed for western society to look more like Orwell's horrifying depiction of the future. It is not just the result of a corrupt governmental system but also of an economic system in which society was built around, capitalism, which George Orwell was an opponent of despite popular belief.Orwellian concepts in society4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Perhaps one of the major examples of Orwellian concepts is double think, which has imbedded itself into our society. WAR IS PEACE, IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH, SLAVERY IS FREEDOM, are Orwell's famous examples of double think. We have been taught double think from the beginning, and almost never realize the contradiction.
War is peace is one we are constantly feed during war time, we are a
A dormirLleva demasiados años sabiendo que ese día en el que vive puede ser su último día, por eso todavía hay noches en las que abre sus ojos dorados - sobresaltado, con el corazón atorado en la garganta - cuando escucha pasos; provienen del pasillo, y sus orejas se mueven para captar mejor el sonido para nada discreto... Hay un murmullo, risitas de niña, y el cuerpo se le relaja instantáneamente para fingir que todavía duerme.A dormir4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Abren la puerta que chirría levemente, Cinna le hace "shhh" a su hermana y seguramente la mayor ha encogido los hombros como toda respuestas... La sábana se levanta por ambas partes y siente el frío de la noche calársele en los huesos hasta que las dos pequeñas se acomodan: Cinna contra su estómago como si fuera una pequeña bola de pelos de color castaño y aferrada a su pecho, le duele un poco sus rodillas clavadas en el estómago pero no se mueve por miedo a despertarla, que ha ca
To Whom Do You Belong?To Whom Do You Belong?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When in the height of youthful prime,
And candour gently reigned,
Then feared you not the march of Time,
Possession you disdained.
How fulsome in existence chaste
Were you content to dwell;
And life's pursuits in restless haste
Cast not their ugly spell.
Content without the irksome hand
Of one who gathers flowers.
Content in peaceful shades to stand
Whilst claims were made in bowers.
Then came those hands, clear to discern
Above the heady throng.
How came you for those hands to yearn?
To whom do you belong?
Why sigh you now, with faded mien,
For hands which care you not?
Regretting thus to be unseen,
Regretting now your lot?
Regretting now the loss of time,
And peace in disarray?
The ravages of seasons' clime
Upon your features prey.
Resign you now alone to fade,
Your bloom o'ercast by care.
Resign again to unseen shade.
In vain do you despair.
20 Things Al Would Never Do20 Things Al Would Never Do20 Things Al Would Never Do8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Go to the top of your roof and yell "I'm a special boy!" at the top of his lungs
2. Dance with a coconut
3. Do a crack Mustang cosplay
4. Kick a kitten
5. Have a tea party with an Ed plushie
6. Become Risembool's first male cheerleader
7. Run through Central screaming "The British are coming! The British are coming!"
8. Belly Dance with Edward
9. Dance around without a shirt on in public
10. Go ontop of a hill and yell "I'm Naruto Uzumaki, and I'm gonna be Hokage, BELIEVE IT!"
11. Start talking in a Jamacian accent
12. Dress up like Envy just to make Ed mad
13. Jump on the bed and yell "I have ADD! I have ADD!"
14. Have a spaz attack over a piece of cheese
15. Yell "RAWR I AM ALPHONSE TEH HUMAN KITTEH!"
16. Meow at the door so Edward will let him in
17. Try and shape his hair into cat ears
18. Ask Pinako where babies come from
19. Start beating Winry with a wrench screaming "STOP HITTING MY BROTHER YOU HAG!"
20. Become Roy's apprentice
Transformation ch 1Just so you know the main character in this story is a guy amd he's supposed to be somewhere between 16 and 18 years old, I guess, but I haven't thought of a name for him yet.Transformation ch 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
Anyways, here's the story:
I sat down at my seat.
A few minutes later, the waitress came around.
"Hello, my name is Kelly and I'll be your waitress today." She said in a bubbly, happy voice, the complete contrast of how I feel right now. "What would like today, sir?"
"Umm...a coke, and some raviolis." I said, hoping I didn't sound as upset or as bleak and confused as I felt.
She wrote it down on a notepad, said a genuine sounding "thank you", turned and walked off.
I sat there, waiting patiently.
I really needed something nice for everything's that's been going on.
I needed a night to just eat and relax and not worry about the freaky things that have been happening to me.
Emphasis on Freaky.
As I waited, I glanced through the menu just to see if there was something better than the food I'd already chosen, and to
Hetalia - Christmas Party Ch.1The outdoor landscape was quiet, serene, and undisturbed in the mid-afternoon day. Big, fluffy snow-flakes fell, blanketing the earth, trees, and everything in sight with a coat of brilliant, sparkling white that would later hurt to look at in the dazzling sun.Hetalia - Christmas Party Ch.15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Indoors, Alfred F. Jones looked out the window in horror, face contorted into one of exaggerated agony and frustration. Every few minutes or so, this expression would melt into an over-grown pout as he stared at the fluffy white flakes with crossed arms.
"This is terrible," he declared in the darkest tone he could muster. "This is an absolute disaster."
Behind him, his lesser half sat curled up on the couch with a book, thumb pressed into the page to mark where he left off as he looked up at his older brother.
"It's just a little snow," Matthew remarked softly, blinking curiously out the window to see if he had missed some sign of impending doom. Alfred turned away from the window with a flourish of his arms, expression grim as
A Poem for Dorian GrayEver youthful, portrait of perfection;A Poem for Dorian Gray6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beckoning, leading, every inflection;
No morals to restrain, amusing your dismay;
You live in black and white, while we exist in Gray...
APH - Times Like These"Well, it's bloody obvious who the better cook in this household is " England trailed off as the Englishman smugly smirked up at the other man in front of him, none other than his eldest brother Scotland. The two British nations were in the middle of yet another argument, this time over who was the best cook out of the two. Both nations were reputed for being some of the worst cooks in the world, and neither were going to admit that their respective cuisine was the worst of them all. This war had raged for centuries, and they weren't about to call it quits and give up any time soon.APH - Times Like These4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The second youngest, Wales, sat nearby his two brothers in a chair with a rather annoyed expression, his hand resting on his chin as he tiredly but anxiously watched England and Scotland bantering over their infamous culinary skills. He really just wanted them to get over it and make peace for once, but that was never going to happen with the two thick-headed Britons heatedly engaged in their argument.
SicknessSickness10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of the characters for that matter. I am just merely...er, borrowing them as my muses at the moment. Do not sue me for anything but my imagination, which will not get you far in the courtroom. If there are any similarities between my story and another, I apologize but all I have to say is, I guess great minds think alike after all. Ja na! Enjoy!
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button boys
so cradle your head in your hands
And breathe, just breathe, whoa breath just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel you shout
'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made
You'll just make them again if you only try turnin' around
Anna Nalick, "Breathe (2 AM)
It had all started with a simple phone call—a simple phone call to make an appoin
Assassin!ItalyxReader-Part 4- The New AssassinYour cheeks got more and more flushed by the minute. How did he randomly teleport into your bed?!Assassin!ItalyxReader-Part 4- The New Assassin3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Trying to avoid contact with him, you placed your hands against his chest and tried to gently push Feliciano away from you. His brows furrowed at the shove, and made a soft noise in his sleep before wrapping his arms tighter around you. Now you found yourself pressed even closer to the Assassin's chest. You felt warm and safe, though you desperately tried to push that feeling to the back of your mind. You tried to squirm away in one last futile attempt, and eventually gave up.
After a while of letting him sleep in silence, you heard a loud yawn next to you. You glanced over to see Feliciano blinking the sleep out of his eyes. The two of you stared at each other for a moment, before he gave a big smile, still clinging to you, "Morning, mia bella."
"Good morning Feli " You muttered, blushing still. He flipped some hair out of his face, "Are you-a okay, [F/N]?" He asked, giving you a con
Point of ExhaustionIt was a Tuesday, two days after the Elrics had arrived in Central for Edwards annual assessment. Roy had often found that lunch was a convenient excuse to leave his desk behind without Lieutenant Hawkeye coming after him. If he were eating, she gave him at least ten minutes of peace. His morning so far had not been pleasant by any means and he sat in a rather empty corner of the mess, frowning slightly over the cramp in his right hand. The place was relatively empty, as it was still early in the afternoon and the clatter of dishes was minimal.Point of Exhaustion7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Roy was just finishing a large chunk of what he hoped was hamburger when he glanced up to see a familiar head of gold hair making its way closer to his table. The boys eyes were set on another empty table next to Roys and he watched as Edward ambled past him with an odd, weaving walk, not bothering to notice his commanding officer sitting two feet away from him. Roy couldnt resist the opportunity for a small pick-me-up.
Connect the DotsConnect the DotsConnect the Dots5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Worth didn't really enjoy people telling him anything about their lives, but it seemed all what people did. Sure, he needed to know how they got their injuries, but that was really about it. He didn't need a fully fledged story like the ones Hanna was so fond of giving. Though again, that was what all people seemed to be fond of doing, even if they didn't have any form of injury.
Worth knew when he woke up with a headache that day that today was going to be one of those days. A look at the calendar also told him that today was the day his little sister was coming to visit. He didn't mind that part so much, but he still didn't want to hear a fully detailed story. Fate really enjoyed seeing him in anguish, it seemed.
He didn't know how much, however...
Later that day found Worth's little sister bounding into his office with more enthusiasm than Hanna on any of his best days. Worth knew something was up, but didn't get to ask as she beat him to th
BOWLING prt 1BOWLING prt 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What to do, what to do! Poor Michael was having such a bad run of luck lately. His friends were being such jerks to him. And now, his own brother had bailed on him! It was no wonder the poor boy had been so upset. He was so hurt by the recent events that he didn't seem to notice when Slender Man gave him a pat on the shoulder. Not one for being ignored, the slim creature gave the opposing shoulder a reassuring squeeze, just to remind him that he wasn't completely alone.
And alas, poor Micheal had gone pale and blanked out.
The suited figure shook his blank head at the human. "You poor thing. These past months have been rough on you, haven't they?" he asked the unconscious person as he wrapped his tentacles around him. "This won't do at all." he then dragged the human down the hallway. Slendy plucked the phone from the receiver, dialing a number. He knew who to call.
The phone rang a few times, before something answered. "I am The Rake... who's this?" the strange demon asked.
The Little SisterThe Little SisterThe Little Sister5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
From the time he was a child, Luce Worth was a genius. He was such a genius that he had graduated from high school at the age of 14 and then proceeded to move out of his parents' house to go to the farthest college he could to get away from them. Now, Worth did what he did because his parents, who were very proud to have such a gifted child, tried to do everything to control him and his future. They wanted him to be a politician, maybe even become the President one day, but no! Worth didn't want any of that. He had, from a very young age, taken a keen interest in biology and the sciences. As he went through school, he narrowed this interest down to anatomy and human sciences. By the time he reached third grade, he knew without a shred of doubt that he wanted to be a doctor.
It was of little doubt that this caused him to argue and fight plenty with his parents, as they were still very bent on him becoming a politician. These arguments got worse and wo
Life In Destiny Islands 2Life In Destiny Islands 29 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nothing could shock Riku. After everything he had witnessed in the last year or so, he was sure that he had seen everything. This theory had been put to the test when his brothers came in one day all dressed in tight leather and sporting wicked looking motorcycles, courtesy of their uncle Sephiroth who had come and gone without a word to him—most likely having been chased off their yard by his mother and her deadly mop. He hadn't batted an eye when some crazy blond came crashing through the kitchen window, demanding where three silver haired men had gone before rushing off followed closely by a black haired man in a red cloak. He only raised an eyebrow when his father came down, wearing the most ridiculously feminine costume ever.
He just felt so 'blah' that day. He was sure that when Sora came in later, that he would be screaming and ranting and worrying like he had in the fight against Xemnas. He snickered. Heh. Xemnas. 'Man sex'.
Ten and twenty-three year olds, Ri
Long ago, Do you remember?Long ago, Do you remember?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
USUK, Highschool AU, Fluff, Oneshot. Arthur meets a mysterious boy who calls himself 'hero' and they become good friends in just one week. Then the so called 'hero' moves away after a family divorce, and for ten years Arthur thinks the boy has forgotten about him. Until one day in the autumn
Before you start reading, beware that in order to make this storyline possible, I had to make the age difference only 1 year, instead of four. So Alfred is only about 1 year younger then Arthur. Enjoy!
If there's any typo's, please tell me, it's non-beta.
I don't remember much about my childhood friends. Well, not from my real friends that is.
I did have friends, lots actually, but as I grew older, I started to notice I was the only one to be able to see them. People told me they were 'thin
Movie NightThe opening credits announced their presence with the dramatic fanfare typical of older films, and Conrad raised an eyebrow.Movie Night5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Toni reached behind her head with practiced ease and flicked off the last set of lights, then wiggled back into her curled-up position on the couch. "There, all set."
"Not yet." The black-and-white shapes on the screen lit the tentative smile on Conrad's face as he slipped an arm around her slender shoulders, adjusting the homemade quilt to fall over her knees, tucked up beside her on the couch. "There. Better?"
Toni nodded her approval against his shoulder. "Much better."
Conrad let out a long breath and glanced back to the screen, struggling to remember which film it was Toni had excitedly invited him over to watch with her. Sure, he'd been watching the credits... but she had unconsciously captured his attention before the title had made an entrance. He cleared his throat casually. "Uh, so which--"
"Casablanca." She grinned knowing
First KissConrad had been dreading this moment all evening, both dreading it and feeling his stomach turn over almost pleasantly at the coming thought; even as he had watched Toni nibble at her dish of curried chicken beneath orange paper lanterns in the Indian café where he taken her for dinner. It was the moment where the conversation would slip into an expectant silence, when everything he wanted to say seemed absolutely impossible to verbalize, when he remembered the real reason he was so nervous.First Kiss5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But now it was here, had arrived as soon as they reached the stairs of her apartment complex, his uneasy anticipation mounting with every step. They had arrived, Toni's smile suddenly growing shy beneath the glow of her porch light as she turned to face him.
"Dinner was lovely." Had her eyes always looked that soft, or was he merely just noticing now?
"Yeah, I used to go there all the time, before..." Damn. That was the last thing he'd been planning to mention, drawing attention to what... he
A SpeculationA Speculation4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Series: Koisuru Boukun/The Tyrant Falls in Love
Characters: Morinaga, Souichi, Masaki
Disclaimer: Koisuru Boukun/The Tyrant Falls in Love belongs to Takanaga Hinako
Note: This fanfic picks up at the last page of volume 7 chapter 4 of Koisuru Boukun. If you haven't read that far [or read the series at all], you probably won't get what's going on, but feel free to read it anyway! There are no spoilers, seeing as this is entirely speculative. I got tired of waiting for v.7 ch.5 to come out, so I wrote this Monday night [1/3/11]. This is just what I would very much like to happen in chapter 5. Enjoy~!
" Morinaga?" Souichi mumbled in disbelief at the sight of his kouhai following closely behind Masaki out the restaurant door only feet ahead of him.
"Huh?" the brunette asked, looking up to see who called his name. "Senpai?!" Morinaga exclaimed, dread already sinking in his gut. The look of betrayal on Souichi's face tugged roughly at his heart, and