Posers It was a bright summer afternoon, there was the barest of breezes and the sun shone down on the Pride family Ranch. Woody was glad for the lack of rain, but thought the cool shade a cloud offered would not go unappreciated. He, Ken, and Buzz were at work gathering up the hay from the fields, an arduous task that took up much of the summer months. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, casting a quick look to the one shady spot near the farmhouse.Posers4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Under the large tree sat Barbie, Bo, and Jessie, each busy with their own tasks. Barbie was mending the seams on one of Ken's many shirts. Bo sat on the edge of a wooden chair, a wicker basket balanced daintily on her lap to catch the peas she was shelling, a pitcher of lemonade sat sweating on the ground beside her. Jessie was sitting on the ground, her back resting against the tree trunk, applying oil to Bulleye's sadd
Beyond the Laughing Sky part 1Alice hadnt expected her life to change so completely that day. If shed any sort of inkling about how her well-ordered existence was going to be turned upside down, she would have possibly decided to stay in bed that day instead. Or at least she would have worn a different dress, and more comfortable shoes.Beyond the Laughing Sky part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shed been walking home from her respectable (boring) job at a ladies clothing shop, angsting and moaning in the way only the extremely well-bred and polite can do. Which does not really involve angsting and moaning at all, at least not externally. She knew she had a nice little niche in the world, making enough money to afford the rent on the flat she shared with two other young ladies similarly employed. It kept her out of her parents home, and most especially away from her mother and her (well meant) intentions to see Alice settled as a wife, or at least as a proper spinster. This going
Super Smash Bros. Elemental TypesFlame-type (Characters who use fire-based moves)Super Smash Bros. Elemental Types2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Disney Storybits 67PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 674 years ago in Romance More Like This
Donald's alarm clocks always had to be the sturdiest things available, for he was prone to breaking them when he tried to turn the alarm off. He never blamed himself for these accidents, though certainly there had to be better methods than slamming a fist down on it. His argument was that nobody liked mornings, and so his early anger was justified. Lately, he felt more justified than ever, and this morning in particular there was no trace of guilt when he destroyed the phone underneath his hand. As his groggy eyes adjusted to the flashing numbers of time, he hoped as he hoped every morning that the past month was just some horrid dream. Wouldn't that have been fantastic?
A month without that bratty demon invading his and Minnie's life, eating them out of house and home, and constantly harassing little Minnie. Yet every morning as he went to make breakfast, he'd find the demon already sitting at his table, in his chair, ch
Disney Storybits 6PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 65 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The mouse boy rubbed his neck irritability, still feeling flashes of pain. At least no one was around, and he would took any relief he could get. He adjusted himself, sitting on the grass, looking over at his companion who was now happily nestled among the flowers, purring to herself. He sighed, and spoke to her. "You've got to be more careful, Minnie... Who knows what would happen if the pastor caught ya?"
The girl sat up, fangs bared, bits of blood still fresh on her teeth. "But I was hungry, dearest. And you taste so good!"
There came the blush. "Also, ya could warn me before ya do that... That hurts."
"Sorry." The tone indicated she wasn't, and now she moved, to lay her head in his lap. "Will you kiss me, Mickey?"
"Michael." Though he had to wonder why he kept insisting, when she wasn't going to listen to him. "And no."
She pouted, and snuggled up to him, arms around his waist. "But it's been so long since we last kis
Disney Storybits 68PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 684 years ago in Humor More Like This
Private Minnie wasn't the savviest of shoppers, but even she had to question Mortimer's taste in purchasing this decrepit old house. It looked like something from an old horror movie, with the way the doors creaked, the peeling black paint, and the cobwebs that hung from every corner. She had agreed to come and see the place during a quick break, but as soon as she entered the creepy building she wanted to exit. Privates were not cowards, though, and she forced herself to explore the house while Mortimer talked to the landowner downstairs. She went inside each room and her fright was eased by how dull the exploration was. This building wasn't anything special.
Her curiosity was piqued when she came to a door at the end of a long hallway. This door was decorated with old symbols that she couldn't decipher, and unlike all the other doors, this one was locked. Kicking the door didn't make it budge, so she pulled out her pist
Disney Storybits 60PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 604 years ago in Romance More Like This
Normally Captain Mickey was very open with his crewmates, sharing every secret he had and leaving the door to his personal quarter's wide open so anyone could come in. So naturally when he started locking his door and started answering new questions with 'None of yer business', worry came, especially to those considered his closest friends. The captain had been acting very unusual these last couple of weeks, and finally Donald and Goofy resolved to find out what was going on. The sun had set, and everyone was off doing their assigned chores. The duo had fashioned together a pick to use on Mickey's door, and after several failures, it was Goofy's hand that managed to break in. On their hands and knees, they opened the door as slow as possible, taking every second to make sure it wasn't creaking.
Mickey's chambers were the largest room on the ship, so there were plenty of places to hide. Mickey was on his bed, sitting up, s
KeyWe super-glued our fingers togetherKey7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her skin felt like my skin.
We broke apart
(the glue stayed for days
but she was gone by night.)
Disney Storybits 38When the prince and his bodyguard arranged their schedules, they don't sit in the palace and scribble down what would fit where. That would call for organization, and rules, and Mickey doesn't care for such things. In fact, the only reason schedules come up at all during this day is because the prince is noting Goofy's hesitance as the mouse says when he wants to see his forbidden princess again. Dog and mouse had escaped from their tutor's eyes once more, and were merrily roaming the streets of the kingdom, enjoying their freedom for as long as they could hold onto it. Mickey had been trying to pinpoint the best time to escape again in the future, but the further along they went, the more he saw that Goofy wasn't paying as rapt attention as per the norm.Disney Storybits 384 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Curiosity won out. "Penny for your thoughts, Goof?"
The dog looked down at his master, eyebrows raised in confusion. "I don't think they're worth that much."
After a roll of his eyes, Mickey continued. "Just seems like you're a bit
Pirates Versus Privates, TwoThe Hawkins was a beautiful airship, although very few of those who flew upon it knew why it was given that name. Clarabelle's rumors stated that it was after someone Amelia knew, but like most of her gossip, this was unfounded. The true facts were that it was Amelia's main ship, the one used for battle and to transport prisoners. Airships cut down travel times by more than half, through their battles were much more dangerous. Minnie had never been on one before, and perhaps under any other circumstance, she would have been absolutely delighted to know she would be on one soon.Pirates Versus Privates, Two4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alas, Amelia had been absolutely furious with what Minnie had done, and so what could have been a pleasant experience was now a miserable one. After the incredibly long and angry lecture Amelia had given her and Daisy, the prisoner, Mickey, had been handcuffed, and the foursome of friends were told to bring him to The Hawkins immediately. Sleep was not allowed until the ship was ready to depart and head towards
Breathe Part 6Breathe Part 6Breathe Part 65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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We're walking out of the antique shop when Beast Boy abruptly stops. He's staring off across the street. I try to see what he's looking at but before I can, I see him sprinting across the street. I try to follow what he's doing but I'm frozen in place. I see Raven. She's running towards Beast Boy. She's jumping over a car while Beast Boy is swerving through moving traffic. What's going on? They meet in the island of the boulevard and Raven jumps into his arms. I don't understand. They hate each other and Beast Boy has a girlfriend. Oh. No. It can't be. I mean no. There's no way. But .no. No. How? No. this isn't happening. No, no, no! I can feel my heart breaking, or whatever is left of my heart.
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Starfire is giggling at the excitement for Raven's gift. We bought her a Steven King novel; hopefully it's one she hasn't read this one yet. We're walking toward the pizza place when I hear car horns blaring and Starfire gasps. I turn my head to
Disney Storybits 30PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 305 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mickey cautiously opened the door to his bedchambers, wincing as he heard it creak open, knowing how sensitive noises were to those of the hungover. Indeed, as he poked his head in, he could see Minnie squirming on the bed, covering her ears with her hands as best she could. Her hair was absolute mess, her fancy blue dress was wrinkled beyond belief, and the moans she emitted could have just as easily come from a banshee. It was not a pretty picture at least, it wasn't to anyone who wasn't madly in love with her. As such, Mickey though she was very pretty, as always.
"How're ye feelin', lass?" He asked quietly, although the answer was obvious. He entered the room, bucket of cold water in one hand, an already wet dishrag in the other, stopping at the side of the bed.
"Terrible." Her voice was muffled, face buried in the pillows. "My head hurts, my stomach hurts, I'm thirsty but I don't want to drink, I'm hungry but I
Disney Storybits 58PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 584 years ago in Romance More Like This
What if what the old man said was right? What if Mickey's devotion to her was only due to her siren song? These thoughts bothered and plagued her, making her splash around in the tide pool she was resting in. She was only there to rest for a little while the men out and pillaged, and it felt good to get sea water on her scales again. But she could neither relax nor feel comfort as long these doubts continued to haunt her. What if?
It made her terrified, because if he didn't love her for her song, there was a possibility he didn't love her at all, and she felt would die at the sheer notion of that. But if he only loved her for her song, the implications of that hurt her as well. Damned if he did, damned if he didn't. She held herself, trying to fight back tears. This was truly the curse of her kind, and made her loathe herself even deeper. What had she done in a previous life to deserve being this, in
The Scarlet, 15The Scarlet, 153 years ago in Romance More Like This
The fire from the Rodawn theater didn't take long to touch upon adjacent buildings, sending the city into fear. The wealthy were forced to pick what possessions they valued most before fleeing their homes, while those without possessions to pick were able to help others evacuate friends faster. Water tanks on wheels and firefighters on crotchety small engines arrived as fast as they could, shouting for volunteers to aid them, unable to catch up with the speed of the flames on their own. There was no time to cry over lost valuables when every hand was needed.
One of the few places the fire had yet to reach was the remains of the school where Ludwig and Gyro had faked their deaths. The final players of Fantome's play had been gathered here, even though the injured Mortimer and chained Fou were not there willingly. The group was gathered in the destroyed ruins of a classroom, with Fantome keeping his black blade to Minnie's neck in order to secure the Scarlet's obedience. The Scarlet had
Disney Storybits 10PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was total silence within the captain's quarters, save for the gentle scratching of his pen to the paper. Perhaps to anyone else, it would have looked like a gigantic mess of scribbles, but to him, they were plans for the next few stops. Rob this place, make good here, stock supplies there... there was plenty of work to be done in the future. He heard his door creak open, but didn't speak of it. Perhaps Minnie was coming in for a nap, or one of his men needed a quick word.
He paused for a moment, frowning. Darn that Millicent! Ever since she had come on board, demanding Goofy to be her husband, she'd been standing in the way of Mickey's courting. The nerve of her, offering her room to Minnie, when she was content in sleeping with Mickey's chambers! That leer that dog had given him when she found out about those living arrangements... and he hadn't done a thing! He was just being hospitable, that's all. He'd never do
Disney Storybit 27PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybit 275 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The blend of colors resembled spilled paint, blurring past lines and flowing seamlessly into one another. This was sunset, the giant bright orb melting into the land, and it was a beautiful thing to witness. Prince and Princess had seen such a feature from their own kingdoms, their own rooms, but it was something else to watch it from the scenery of the great forest, perched upon the tallest tree and seeing that the sun was not touching either kingdom as it landed. The girl watched, rapt, nestled comfortably against the tree, her fear of falling forgotten entirely. Such a thrill it was, to see the birth of new shadows, watching them shrink and grow all around. To her, it was the most amazing sight within the entire forest.
The boy would disagree, if asked. Sitting only a few inches from her on the same branch, his gaze could not be torn from his guest, far prettier than any sunset he had seen. This wasn't to say the sunse
Disney Storybits 33PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 335 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was infuriating that he wasn't fighting back. With each swing of her blade, he would only use his chained scythe to block the blow, but never strike at her. Maybe if he actually fought her, it would make this far less painful for her. Engaging in equal combat with her friend turned traitor was bad enough, but like this, it was beyond disrespectful. Anger built up with each attempt, but at least she was buying some time. No doubt if she backed off, he would return his hunt for the reincarnated queen, and try to kill her by Mirage's command.
She jumped back, breathing hard, her body tiring. "Why won't you fight me!" The last word was accentuated with a large thrust forward, but once again, it was blocked by his chains.
"I'm not going to hurt you." He spoke with ridiculous calmness, his casual dialect twisted by the spell placed inside of him. The red mark from where the spell originated on his body, his chest, had nearly
Pirates Versus Privates, OneThere is a significant difference between dreaming that you're drowning, and actually drowning. Nothing can simulate the fire burning in your lungs as your body screams for air, nor the weight you feel as more and more water seeps into your nostrils. It is a particularly painful and slow way to die.Pirates Versus Privates, One4 years ago in Romance More Like This
But she had no plans on dying. She had no plans on letting him die either. No matter what it took, she and he were going to survive, and she refused to believe otherwise. In the course of one year, a strength, a confidence, a will to defy death itself had built up within her, and it was now being put to the test. It was all thanks to him.
Him, and her, and the course of one year's time. To fully understand how this will was formed, the clock must be turned back one year, to when this all started.
She was a private. He was a pirate. This is how it all began.
Minerva Mouse woke up take gasping breathes of air, with eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling above her. Sh
Shadow of Magic: Part 1: Ch 1The facilityShadow of Magic: Part 1: Ch 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-`Derad Wasnur´s journal, year 566 AC, early spring entry: Another nightmare tonight, but finally today also some answers´-
Dervad awoke with a scream. He sat in his bed for a few minutes heaving for breath and bathed in sweat. "That nightmare again, that memory" he thought as his body after a few minutes finally calmed down and he lay down again. But as all the many times before he could no longer sleep, the image of his mother´s death burned into his brain like with the very flames which had seared his mother´s back.
Derad stood up; it was no use trying to sleep any more. He flinched as his feet touched the morning cold brick floor, but he soon adjusted to it and walked over to the copper pipes in the corner. Here he turned a valve and heard the lovely sound of heated water flowing into the pipes. He then proceeded back to his bed where he took of the loin cloth he had slept in of and put on a pair of simple trousers. He then put on a wool shirt and a
Disney Storybits 51PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 514 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was almost as if that dreadful winter had never happened, judging by the warm weather and the overflowing plant life all over the kingdom. Mickey still didn't really understand the connection to the kingdom's well-being, the princess, and Uncle Scrooge's magic, but he was happy in his ignorance, as he was only a small child. Even now, as he and the family he had been adopted into approached the gigantic pale castle, he didn't bother asking just why Scrooge needed these daily visits nor why when he returned he always looked thoroughly exhausted. What mattered most in those visits was the rare glance at the castle over the massive walls, and then playing with his 'siblings' as they waited for Scrooge to come back out. Today's game was relatively simple, kicking a small red ball back and forth between the three.
Donald and Mickey were having a small contest to determine who could kick it furthest and hardest, with Della s
Sirrus meets the WarnersSirrus meets the WarnersSirrus meets the Warners8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Timothy Bettencourt
ACME ACRES AIRPORT-DAY
Sirrus is standing at the gate to his plane with Fifi. Fifi wraps him in a tight hug.
FIFI: Ah weesh vous did not have to go.
SIRRUS: Me too. But this could be my big break. If I get this part on the new show, I could finally make my place in cartoons. Maybe we could be a famous comedy team.
FIFI: Ohh, Ah do not think Ah could keep up with vous.
SIRRUS: Well you wouldnt be the one doing the chasing.
They both laugh a little till the overhead speaks.
ANNOUNCER: Flight 397 for Burbank, California now boarding.
FIFI: Ohh, this is it.
They share a kiss and hug.
FIFI: Bon voyage, my lizard of Lamour.
SIRRUS: Ill call, I promise. (gently rubs her hair) Besides, Im not going away forever. Three weeks will go by in no time.
Fifi smiles and gives him a little hug. As Sirrus tries to turn away, Fifi grips him tightly and gives him a passionate kiss, making steam shoot out his ea
Disney Storybits 86PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 864 years ago in Romance More Like This
Count Mickey Dragul was restless. He could list several reasons why he couldn't sleep. Winter had come, and so everything was just a bit chillier. One of his fangs might be getting a cavity. He could continue listing them, but none of them would be the real reason why he couldn't relax. It was irksome to admit it, but he knew the reason behind his restlessness was thanks to the beautiful woman that was probably fast asleep only a few doors down. Mickey had only planned on letting Mina stay a day or two, while he made sure the men after her were long gone. Alas, she was impossibly beautiful, impossibly kind, and so Mickey found it impossible to stop thinking about her.
He got up and paced around his room. There had to be a rational reason behind this constant thinking of the maiden. She had been the first living thing this castle had seen in decades, if one didn't count the visits of Doctor Goofy, and even his visits were
Disney Storybits 69PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 694 years ago in Romance More Like This
When you first hear the news, you're also the last to know. You're usually the last to hear any kind of news, since you're always in the boiler room with your latest blueprints and inventions. Someone always has to come and find you if news needs to be shared. That 'job' was usually Minnie's and you prefer it that way. She always stays after she's shared the news, asking about what you've been working on, and you enjoy her company. This time it's Jessica and she has to knock your hat off before you lift your head up and actually listen to what she's saying it's not Minnie, because the news is about Minnie.
Jessica's expressions are typically hard to read, but you can tell there are hints of sadness this time. You're about to ask what happened when she interrupts and explains it. Minnie's father has come on board the ship, and is taking her home. You remember Minnie's stories about her father, and while he's never so
Disney Storybits 42PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 424 years ago in Romance More Like This
Normally by now, Mickey would have cracked some joke about the entire situation. Perhaps something like 'He should have kept his eye on me' or 'Now that's what I call a crash landing'. The fact he hadn't made a single witty retort about what had happened was among the things that were scaring Minnie half to death. Of course, all of his battle wounds were helping her fears just as much. He wasn't joking; he was bleeding, broken, laying there on the beach like trash tossed aside. Even breathing looked like a struggle for him.
She was angry and knew logically she had no right to be. But she was, and she couldn't stop it, and so she angrily pounded her hands on the sand, at his side, hot tears rolling down her face. "N-N-Nnnn No one a-asked you to save me!" She managed to hiccup, voice shrill, looming over him. "I didn't ask you to! No one asked you to, no one told you to!" Technically, there was no fault there,