RnR Fanfiction"You're underage, lass." The massive man with the green hair peered over his nose at Mel. His thick arms were covered in brightly colored tattoos and rings of different shapes and sizes decorated his face and ears. Mel bet herself in her head that his favorite color was green.RnR Fanfiction5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What's that matter?" Melissa glared up at the big guy. He was a good foot and a half taller than her.
"I'm not lettin' ya in me bar is what it matters. 'Lotta mean arse dickheads in there." His words were chopped into a thick Irish accent that explained the reddish tint to where his hair was buzzed off at the sides.
"I can handle myself." Mel said, craning her neck to peek around the man into the smoky bar.
"Ya can't be more than seventeen." His face softened a bit at the toughness of the girl. She stood, leaning heavily on one foot making her hip pop out to the right. Her fingers dragged through the lavender mop of hair she had covering half of her head, the other half a light brown peach fuzz. He saw holes in
And The World Falls ApartEverything I did, I did it for you.And The World Falls Apart8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
From where he sat, he could see the flame spread its fragmented fingers across the floor. It lit the corners, gave rise to monstrosities out of minor pebbles and pieces of dirt. The light gathered in pools and stagnated, grew so dangerous that he didn't dare move from where he sat.
Sasori-danna, you aren't going to stay in that room all day again, are you? That place is so boring, yeah.
He still couldn't get the voice out of his head. This had never happened before, he'd never heard the figments give themselves a sound. Never seen the tones the fragments could create. But he'd never been so numb, before. Never this numb.
Leader gave us another mission, yeah. He said it'd be fun.
Slowly he moved. Sitting forever would do no good. His limbs moved to the orders he gave, but it felt different now. Broken. Like a puppet he was trying to control with a broken string. Distant and unmanageable.
Maybe that was what
Chapter 1Blood RoseChapter 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Once upon a time there was a vampire prince that lived in a beautiful castle. The prince was very handsome, making all the girls and boys fall for him with just a glance. But the prince had a flaw. He only cared about himself. He was unkind to anyone that approached the castle or used people for his own selfish reasons. One day an old woman appeared in the castle. She asked for a place to stay since a storm took place at the time. The prince was already repulsed by the woman's look but asked what will he get if he agreed. The woman opened a chest, revealing a crimson colored rose. The prince frowned and turned the woman away. A while later the old woman came back and asked the prince the same thing. The prince once again turned her down. The old woman warned the prince to not judge by appearance and that true beauty comes from within. But the prince still turned her away. Suddenly, the woman's ugliness faded away revealing a beautiful enchantress. The prince begged
Hysteria chp 22Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK!!! Roxas saw us!! Shit what should I do?!!! I spun around to Sephiroth, Um er Hysteria chp 227 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lets call it off. He sighed, positioning himself into the drivers seat.
Oh, okay. I nodded and bent my head to scoot into his car; to my surprise, he stopped me with a hand. Didnt you hear what I say?
Huh? Yeah, you said were calling it a day. I replied. Wasnt that what he meant?
He only laughed, No, I said Im calling it off. Im calling our relationship off. WHAT?!!
WHAT?!! My lips echoed.
He found out didnt he? He smirked, Your fiancé. I dumbly nodded; how does that relate?!
Well then our relationship doesnt have any meaning. He averted his gaze to the front, staring holes into the windshield, I said it when we started; I only liked that feeling of sneaking out with someone.
Naruto meets Aang ch. 3Chapter 3:Naruto meets Aang ch. 38 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(The view is taken on another area with another river.)
Sokka and Toph were taken at the shore of the river cooling off and relaxing while Katara and Aang were practicing waterbending moves from the scrolls that they got from Pakku. Katara was using the water octopus on Aang but he couldn't participate a little on the training. Then Katara stopped the octopus and walked to Aang.
"Aang, I know how you felt losing Appa, but we have to grow stronger in order to face those three again." Katara comforted him.
"Thanks Katara, but I still wish I shouldn't have left him there." Aang said.
"Don't worry Aang; if I want to see the old buddy again, I'm going with you to Ba sing se." Sokka said.
"Same as I am." Toph said after Sokka.
"We're all gonna find him Aang. Trust us." Katara put her arm on his shoulder.
"Thanks guys." Aang replied with a smile on his face.
When Katara looked down, she knew the water is different.
"That's strange; I never knew the water is a little fast
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Optimus Prime once punched someone so hard that his fist broke the speed of light, went back in time, and killed Amelia Earhart while she was flying over the Pacific Ocean.
Everyone, no matter what age has something to teach, and all our lives we have something to learn, about life, about ourselves. It's like the climax to a story.
~~ Mom ~~
Why focus on the past, when the future is so much clearer?
~~ Luna ~~
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The Himalayas stood in watchful silence, their steep, craggy tips thrusting upwards through the dense grey fog. The low-hanging storm clouds that blocked out the midnight sky seemed to balance precariously atop them, growling and snarling ominously like hungry predators waiting for their prey. An occasional streak of lightning ripped them open, a silent flash of blinding white light that momentarily revealed the sky, but the frayed edges always blended seamlessly and rapidly together again.
The stuttered roaring of a plane engine seemed like a faint echo of the sinister thunder, and the mountains impassively followed the vehicles path as it soared through the fog. Lightweight and small for a plane, it was built for speed and shaped accordingly for the best aerodynamics. The outer casing was painted a pale, snowy white. This was a private jet; no commercial airlines logo was splashed noisily across the side, and the main body was s