Percy jackson and AnnabethPercy jackson and AnnabethPercy jackson and Annabeth7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I couldn't wait to be back at camp, I was riding in his mothers car waiting to arrive at camp Half blood, it's been a long year at shool I managed not to get kicked out of it, lucky me. After all these months of being bullied by the popular kids and worrying about monsters or Kronus arriving were ending, but it wasn't too bad I still had Rachel to talk to and help me look for monsters. She wasn't a Half blood like I was but she still knew how to kick butt. Some times I wish she were a Half blood so she could come to camp, because all my friends were gone or not talking to me. Grover was off saving the wild, Nico was looking for answers to his past and still didn't have any, Tyson back underwater in the forges, Thalia was hunting with the hunters, and Annabeth...Annabeth was still not talking to me, she avoided me the whole time I was there last summer even th
Snape's Love 4Pensieve SequenceSnape's Love 49 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"When?" Harry watched the younger version of Snape flinch as Lily advanced on him. There was a slight bulge to her waistline and that, for some reason, made Harry extremely uncomfortable.
"Two nights ago. Lucius ambushed me and brought me before Voldemort. I had enough sense to take it rather than be killed," Snape replied to her.
"Because I didn't want to leave you alone here with Potter, why else would I let that be done to me Lily?" Harry thought he heard Snape say something under his breath, but couldn't be sure. Apparently Lily had as well.
"What did you just say?" Snape's black eyes flashed as they looked at Lily.
"I love you, that's what I said. And I'll say it with my dying breath, that I love Lily Evans-*Potter* and always will," the speech seemed to drain Snape of energy and he closed his eyes in weariness.
"We should disappear, go somewhere else, please, I can get rid of this mark, I know how, I can protect you, please Lily," there was pleading in th
LILY'S funny fanfic CH.2Snape: *spots Harry in class and walks over to him* Mister Potter! Our...new prostitute..O_O! *coughs* Celebrity..LILY'S funny fanfic CH.210 years ago in Humor More Like This
Harry: *shrugs his shoulders*
Snape: You dont know...*eyelids closed halfway* Tell me, Mr. Potter, where would you look if i asked you to find me a rainbow?
Harry: *blank stare*
Snape: ....*pokes Harry's scar* Clearly-
Hermione: I GOTTA CHANGE MY TAMPON!!!!
Neville: Tampon? Whats-
Ron: Hush Neville!!
Snape: ......*throws a box of pads at her with his wand* LEAVE!
Hermione: TT____________TT I need a tampo-
Snape: GO!! Before i take those back!!!
Harry: ...can I have one? o__O?
Hermione: *pouty face, scooping up the pads and running off. Trips, still in the class. the box of napkins spill all over the floor* O___O
Snape: *his back turned, vien pop*
Hermione: AAAAH! *fetal position* Craaammpsss!! >_______________________
Firelight ReflectionsA multi-colored glow emanated from the old-fashioned Christmas lights wrapped around the large tree which took up a sizable portion of the San Francisco apartment. A cardboard box sitting off to one side was slowly emptying as Jim hung its contents on the green branches. He was taking a ridiculously long time, he knew. But Spock was late, and he had hoped that they'd be able to perform the ritual together. At the same time, it was already Christmas Eve. If he didn't put them up now, it wasn't going to happen this year. And, thought Kirk as he bent to pick out another ornament and his joints protested, there was no telling exactly how many more years they'd get together. He pushed the notion out of his mind; it had no place there on Christmas Eve. And he wasn't that old yet. He shifted his attention to the ornament in his hand.Firelight Reflections6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a simple sphere, made of glass, and the very first ornament Kirk had ever given to Spock. Some time after the beginning of their five-year mission- long e
My Last Good Bye - Part 1My Last Good Bye - Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Dr. John Watson,
I'm so very sorry to be writing this letter, but I'm afraid that it is a necessity. I have tried, Watson, truly I have. But I'm afraid I just can't do this alone. I need you, mother hen. You are the stupid to my Lestrade, so to speak.
I trust that by the time Clarky has delivered this to you, I shall be long gone. To where, I am not sure. I fail to believe in the existence of a Heaven or Hell though should they exist you can be assured that I will be found in the latter.
Regardless of where I shall go, I don't want you to take any rash action when you read this letter. That is my job.
I cannot bring myself to speak to you in pers
Star Trek: Kirk's BreakfastCAPTAIN KIRK'S BREAKFASTStar Trek: Kirk's Breakfast5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Charlotte Skye.
The coolness of human flesh against him woke Spock gently. His eyes had opened slowly, greeted by the warm glow of the Earth's sun creeping in from around the edges of the drawn curtains. Birds were chirping outside, the sound was pleasant to Spock, even as he allowed his eyes to fall closed again. Drifting back into sleep, he nestled closer, pressing his cheek against the space between Jim's shoulder blades. He was greeted by a soft murmur as Jim sought out Spock's arms and pulled them tighter around himself.
"Morning," he yawned, running his fingers lazily along Spock's forearm. The warmth of the Vulcan was deeply relaxing, Jim Kirk could happily lie in bed all day. Indeed, he could think of no better way to spend the first day of his well-earned holiday. The Enterprise was safely docked and undergoing repairs, his crew released for a month of leave that they had eagerly accepted. Jim had toyed with the idea of visi
Your Secret Is Safe With MeTitle: Your Secret Is Safe With MeYour Secret Is Safe With Me5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning: Major spoilers for series 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
Arthur marched purposefully on ahead, trident of the Fisher King in his grasp. It had been five hours since they had escaped the Fisher King's castle, and Arthur had seemed to have regained more and more energy every step he took away from the cursed phoenix eye bracelet which had claimed the Fisher King's life. Gwaine had managed to slot himself into line, not as fast as the Prince was striding, but nowhere near as slowly as his manservant. Merlin was trailing behind. Magic couldn't always keep up with courage and strength. When there was a substantial distance between Arthur and Merlin, Gwaine slowed his walk to match Merlin's weary pace.
"Are you ok?" Gwaine asked.
Merlin smiled at him. "Of course, I'm just so relieved that we reached Arthur in time."
"Well he seems to have gotten his energy back."
Gwaine was right, Arthur was racing away into
AftermathWhat have you been doing?Aftermath6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I jumped at the sound of Gaiuss voice. Great. I had really hoped I could sneak past him. Sure, I loved Gaius, but there were some things I didnt want to tell him. I was really tired, and I fell asleep in Arthurs room. Sorry. I was so bad at lying.
He looked me over, I think youve been doing more than sleeping. Have you seen yourself?
No. What are you talking about?
Your face is red, and your hairs all messed up. Is there anything you want to tell me? Gaius actually looked pretty bemused.
No. I tried to scurry off to my room.
So you havent been having sex with any girls?
I felt myself tense. No. I didnt give him time to say anything else, quickly hurrying to my room. At least I wasnt lying to him. I hadnt been having sex with any girls.
Id been having sex with Arthur.
HPS: Halloween EditionHaydens Psychiatrist Show: Halloween EditionHPS: Halloween Edition7 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Paid for by the Committee to elect Walter F%@#ers...)
Announcer: Good evening, this is the Halloween Edition of Haydens Psychiatrist Show, paid for a brought to you by the Committee to Elect Walter for 2008, and I am not Tony from Whittier California.
In the face of impending lawsuits concerning mass death, spread of insanity, and a zombie plague everyone seems to be able to distinctly remember, the show is coming temporarily out of hiatus to bring you this special presentation.
Camera swings down to the set
Hayden: Good evening, Im Hayden D. Sarfax, recently made Vice Admiral in the Imperial Navy, I will now accept your praise.
Hayden: Yes, well, no antidotes for any of you then.
Tyro: Hes joking, hes joking everyone You are joking, arent you Hayden?
Hayden: What the hell are you dressed as?
Tyro: Me? Im a kind of Earth demon thing called a succubus.
UntitledHere in the feilds is where we meetUntitled9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was so long ago yet seems like it was yesterday
All those things we used to fight about was what brought us together
Here we are in the end though
Farther apart then the begaining
Just because I sliped and didn't join you one the other side
If there was still love there why didn't we keep going
Don't worry the memories of us won't burn to much
You'll forget them all as soon as I move the light
You told me you help me as I would help you
Now that you broke that I have to take your memories away
Blind you from ever knowing me
Things will be fine so theres need to cry
Why are you running like I would hurt you
I'm just trying to help you forget the beast that hurt you
You don't need to see thoughs nightmares anymore
Just let me help you
Its alright take my hand and I'll fix your saddned memories
You don't need to worry about her
I promise you that she's being pushed away from you
Though you don't remember her she thinks about you
See its all j
Hints of tearsMerlin almost danced into Arthur's chambers, not even bothering to knock.Hints of tears7 years ago in Fan Fiction
"So sire, What manner of jobs are you going to unload on me today?" Merlin looked around the empty room - where was Arthur? He was normally up and dressed, ready to tell him to polish his boots and sharpen his sword, way before now.
"...Merlin." Arthur's voice drifted in from his bedchamber - he seemed to be gritting his teeth, probably thrying to hide the unusual (and very un-royal) waver in his voice. "...You. are. excused.... from. todays. duties...."
"Arthur what's wrong?"
Merlin walked warily towards Arthur's bedchamber and peeked his head through the door.
"...Nothing's.... wrong. You..... can. go."
But clearly there was something wrong with Arthur. Sitting on the middle of his bed, in his bedclothes, he had his knees curled up under his chin, his arms hugging his legs flush to his ch
Hayden's Psychiatrist Show: 1Haydens Psychiatrist Show: Episode OneHayden's Psychiatrist Show: 18 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Establishing a better plan for world domination than Bungie ever could)
Announcer: Hello and welcome to the first Actual episode of Haydens Psychiatrist Show! The only show where you can get free mental checks and be worse off than when you started!
Camera cuts off and a prolonged beep sound ensues for a few moments
Announcer: Hello and welcome to the first Actual episode of Haydens Psychiatrist Show! For those of you who didnt tune in to our Pilot episode, I suggest that you go watch it now before our ratings sink lower.
Camera cuts off again
Announcer: Fine, fine, Im sorry what? Its on? Hello and welcome to the first Actual episode of Haydens Psychiatrist Show! For those of you who didnt tune in to our Pilot episode, I shall now reintroduce your Hosts for this evening!
Camera moves to the stage that is now being subtly lit up
Fate Saga: 20 Facts About RoriFate Saga: 20 Facts About Rori4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
20 facts about Rori
1. Rori is a feminist
Rori is a strong, independent woman who can be untrusting towards men. She doesn't necessarily dislike all men, and she still respects women who are housewives and mothers, but she sometimes gets berated for being a warrior because she is a woman, and that's what she can't stand. This often becomes a topic of disdain between her and Cain - she thinks Cain is a chauvinistic arrogant pig.
2. She is a were-wolf trapped in her wolf form
Rori was changed into a were-wolf when she was 18 (she is 28 when Fate Saga begins). Were-wolves have three forms - human, wolf, and were/monster. Wolf and Human forms don't take any effort to maintain the form, but they do take effort and concentration to shift between them. Rori was never able to figure out how to shift forms willingly, and has been trapped in her wolf form ever since the change.
3. She was a vegetarian before she became a wer
A Sonnet in Lolspeak ~A Sonnet in Lolspeak~A Sonnet in Lolspeak6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dey sez we kittehs iz not gud wif speach,
Dat we spellz bad, dun yuse teh grammerz well,
An even sumtiems dey get madz and yell
Dat we shud tawk liek normulz, tryna preech
Dere "propur" ingleesh in dere kommentz on
Teh YooToobs and such playses on teh net
Cuz dey (tho we did nothinz) wanna get
Us off teh webz. Dey's mean an want us gawn.
But kittehs dun so eesly get deterrd,
O noes, an so dey griypes and griypes and griypes
But stilz we stays and stilz we can has tipez,
An tipez in lolspeek, yoosinz ar weerd wurds.
So tho dey will complayns, try as dey mey
We iz not leevinz, we iz heer to stay.
To Be MeYou have no idea what its like , do you?To Be Me8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Keira stared at her beloved Jak and tried to take it all in. In a way, she was a little nervous. She had never been so close to Jak on his dark form before. But, in that situation, anybody would be nervous. Seeing such an evil, hellish figure standing before them. The huge mane of greyish, purple hair. The severely sharp, ebony claws. And, worst of all were the emotionless, coal black eyes fixed upon her.
Jaks hunched over body took another step towards Keira.
You have NO idea what its like. To wake up every morning and look in the mirror and have a monster staring back at you. To live day after day and see all the death and destruction you caused without realizing it was you who caused it. To have everything youve ever cared about be taken away from you by someone youve just met and know nothing about. To have your heart and soul stripped apart piece by piece until your just left with a shell of w
green is goldI remember when she was a bird.green is gold6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They gave her a room under the earth, and all year round she sat between the walls and the ceiling and the floor and struck her flint fingers together, burning cinnamon sticks to stifle the dying leaf smell of her.
One day another girl with fire in her long wheat-blonde hair walked in through a new door and said "I am the last days of summer" and she reached for the girl's hand but the girl couldn't hold on. She said "you are not strong enough" and the summer-girl walked out of the room. The next day she was back, and held on, and let go. This time she left at the girl's feet feathers filled with ink and paint made of berries and lead.
Because there wasn't canvas the girl took the paint in her hands and smeared it on her chin and neck and arms, her nerves smouldering at the toxin's touch. Once her skin was bright and golden and her hair the thick colour of liquorice, she took the inky feather in her hand and wr
my CalypsoMy Calypsomy Calypso6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Above the clouds, beyond tomorrow, where yesterday ends
Separated from the world below me, I am scorned, tired and weak
Upon your face, the beauty which illuminates the distant horizon
Surrounded by Eden, a life beyond paradise
Pains, wounds, slowly heal
From your touch, from your kindness
My heart yearns for what you keep from me
A smile which you wear, becomes hidden
The weary frown you keep, making you more enchanting
Until the dawn becomes, my heart belongs here
Above the clouds, no one will ever miss me
I am here, with you, to endure everyday that comes our way
By Craig Allen
lightening bolt eyes.he has lightening bolt eyes and one fucking killer smile.lightening bolt eyes.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
let me introduce you to whom i call "fire-fly."
he has ice white skin and something about the way his hair falls that makes me wish mine would conform to such a beauty.
looking at you for so long makes me feel. Really feel.
he calls them fire-flies but i say lightening bugs.
fire burns hot against his skin, and i can feel the heat in his heart
but lightening bolt eyes can destroy you.
but god, it's so beautiful first, but only at first.
he calls me his "freckled girl" and i call him my heart
and he says that i shine underneath the sun
like it was made for me, and only me
but he has telescope eyes, and those can see to the stars.
he has razor blade hip bones and they stab into me while i dream
lightening bolt eyes and freckles like stars
and in my bed at midnight is the perfect galaxy
and for a second we make one constellation
Real Vampires Vs. TwlightReal: Fangs ripping open the neck of a whore, sucking out her blood until she's a shriveled up corpse.Real Vampires Vs. Twlight5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight: Teeth used to munch gently on a bunny rabbit.
Real: Skin burning painfully in the rays of the sun until the entire body is consumed in fire.
Twilight: Skin sparkling.
Real: A forbidden love that can never be, creating eternal suffering.
Twilight: A teenage lust of a couple months.
Real: A creature constantly having to outsmart the newer generations of vampire slayers and their cursed wooden states of death.
Twilight: An all powerful godmoding creature that can never ever be killed, unless by another vampire, but even then wins because it's just so gosh darn powerful.
Real: A bloodthirsty beast.
Twilight: A cute cuddly teddy bear.
Real: Enjoys masochistic or sadistic activities, or both.
Twilight: Is "emo."
Real: Sleeps in a grave or a coffin, usually in a huge mansion all by their lone
rustrust9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood like rust
swirls down the drain.
the malignant color
of my pain.
The echo of the shower,
the spiderwebbing of rust,
all of it only reminds me
of how alone I am.
Become our DreamsWhen we give ourselves unto the darkBecome our Dreams9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Set our souls to wandering through the night
To dodge the demons, 'twould cause us fright
Cursed terrors which invade our thoughts
What might they seek? What bitter quest
Drive them to our beds while the mind's at rest
What should happen to the soul shut out?
For the nightmares lurk at the close of day
And shall not be kept forever at bay.
What would happen if the shadow wins?
To seal us here where no light beams.
Might we, then, become our dreams?
The Chains of SocietyChains wrapping around me and holding me downThe Chains of Society5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chains of what is right and wrong
The chains of what's accepted and what is shunned
They intertwine around my throat
And hold back the hand that would have done
And close the mouth that would have said
And burn the eyes that would have cried
Sometimes they seem the puppet masters strings
Pulling us this way and that
Other times they hold us still
Like people of marble, not of flesh and blood
Still other times we feel them loosen
Yet we are trained to well and have become to pale and weak to fight them
Yet we dream of freedom
For chains cannot hold back our dreams and thoughts
TroublesPeace. That is all he sought. Just a little tiny bit of peace. It should have been easy to find on the sun warmed stones of the toppled wall. It was all that the small creek bed with its soft breezes , and quiet trickling had promised. A search for peace was what had drawn him to this place.Troubles6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Peace. It wasnt too much to ask. Unfortunately some cosmic power disagreed with him. God, fate, or some other higher power it seemed to be content to leave him with his inner turmoil. He hadnt felt at peace for some time now. He couldnt put a date or time to his discomfort It had at first been so slight it hadnt occurred to him that there even WAS a problem, but the troubles had multiplied and deepened. And now not a shred of tranquility could he find for himself.
Though to be fair he was the one who had insisted on dragging his troubles along with him. His innumerable troubles. His troubles were in fact muttering at his horse during a miserable attempt to tie up the b