The Wizard's HeartHis heart broke a little everyday.The Wizard's Heart5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She would come everyday, bringing him coffee just after 10 AM; she would stand and fuss over him ("Really, you need to get more sleep. How are you even awake now?"); she would sit and chat with him; she would bring him food she herself had grown and cooked, and together they would lunch on it in his home-- maybe even out in Flute Fields if he was up for it. He would tell her quietly, "You're funny... You come here so often." But he would smile and add, "But I like talking to you," and sip his drink. And she would smile that smile that made his heart skip a beat.
And yet everyday she broke his heart a little more.
She would come and ask him to look in his crystal ball. She wanted to know about him. And each time, he would swallow his words and read her fortune, watching the joy dance over her face. The joy he would never give her.
He watched in silence every time the two of them were out in town together, and the connection they seemed to have.
10 Ways to Annoy Charlie Swan10 Ways to Annoy Charlie Swan10 Ways to Annoy Charlie Swan7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him Bellas pregnant but youre having trouble figuring out who the father is Bellas unsure whether its Edward, Carlisle, Jacob or Mike.
9. Ask him what Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo means in the phonetic alphabet.
8. Decorate his handcuffs with pink lace and flowers the call the station requesting to speak with Chief Swan Princess.
7. Whenever he is around, narrate all that is happening into the invisible walkie-talkie thats strapped to your shoulder, speaking only in cop talk.
6. Take his gun and use it in a bank holdup it will have his fingerprints all over it. When he is being questioned about it, sing Bad Boys by Inner Circle and I Shot the Sheriff by Bob Marley in the background.
5. Take his cop car and start a high speed car chase with it.
4. Send him a tape of Edward sneaking into Bellas room at night, and Bella hitting
Fire Emblem short funny thingsIke: Oh no! Were greatly outnumbered and completely surrounded!Fire Emblem short funny things7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Boyd: Oh no! I dont want to die!
Ike: Well, I dont plan on buying a grave plot just yet!
Soren: Actually, considering your recent involvement in the liberation of Crimea, I would think that they would make you a nice monument, maybe even a statue.
Boyd: Dang, I want a statue!
Oscar: Theyd probably just throw me in a hole
Ike: Hey guys! Whats round, has a handle and protects you in battle?
Oscar: A shield!
Boyd: Um, a cookie?
Ike stood at the front of the Crimea army ready to lead the charge.
Ike: For death and glory!!!
Soren: But mostly death.
Ike: ...Um...For valor and honor!!
Soren: But mostly death.
The Wolf~The Wolf~The Wolf8 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
If WOLF shows up, it means:
Characteristics and behaviors that no longer serve your spiritual purpose are being culled from your consciousness.
Make cooperation a priority over competition.
Valuable insights, ideas, and new teachings are coming your way, so pay close attention.
It's important to maintain your self-esteem and integrity and deeply trust in your inner knowing, even when you feel misunderstood or misaligned.
Your bieng spiritually and phychically protected at all times.
Call on WOLF when:
You feel lost with regard to a relationship, project, or your career, or else you're confused about your life path and purpose.
You feel at one extreme or the other eith your social ties, either feeling isolated and alone or overly enmeshed with family and friends.
You've been feeling a li
GreyhoundMy paws ached as I trotted the last stretch and crossed the finish line. I knew I had lost even before I made the last turn. The brindle greyhound that had crossed the finish line first had gotten the rabbit, and I was last out of all eight in the race.Greyhound5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I sat and watched as the brindles human patted him and praised him, told him he was a good boy. It had been a while since I had gotten praise like that.
Come on, boy, back to the kennel. A handler was beside me, along with the human that had trained me for the races when I was a pup. Both looked disappointed.
The handler slipped a leash around my neck and led me to the building where I stayed when I wasnt racing or training. Inside were rows of crates stacked two high, males on the bottom level, females on the top level. Being a big greyhound, I could just stand up in my crate, but I didnt do that often for it was quite uncomfortab
Trampoline :Frerard:Frank: 5Trampoline :Frerard:3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Frank and Gerard's mothers were friends, so it was only a matter of time before they became best friends. At first Gerard had stayed by his mother's side during the Iero's visits, and he would watch his little brother, Mikey, and Frank play outside on the trampoline in their backyard. He would watch curiously from behind his mom as the two laughed and jumped around outside. One day, Gerard slowly, but surely left Mrs. Way's side and stepped quietly outside where Frank and Mikey were sitting in front of the trampoline, talking and giggling. He paused for a moment, not quite sure if he should bother them, but then continued forward. As he stood in front of the two younger boys they looked up at him curiously. he spoke very quietly, obviously nervous,"Uh, c-can I play with you?"
"Yeah, okay," Frank pulled on Gerard's sleeve,"You can sit by me." Gerard sat down in the grass nervously beside the younger boy and kept his head down, not talk
10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him he looks like a creepy stalker rapist.
9. Inform him, as politely as possible, that he has grizzly in his teeth.
8. Ask who wears the pants in his relationship.
7. Try to stab him through the heart with a stake.
6. Tell him brawn is out, scrawn is in.
5. Inquires as to how he feels to be the least-liked Cullen male.
4. When he is around, wonder aloud what Rosalie calls him in bed.
3. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with that Jeep.
2. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with those muscles..
And the Number One way to annoy Emmett Cullen?
1. When he denies the above two claims, respond with Thats not what Rosalie saaaaaid!
10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the s. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the q is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to get lost in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with times have changed, old man.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isnt expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screamin
10 Ways to Annoy Bella Swan10 Ways to Annoy Bella Swan10 Ways to Annoy Bella Swan7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Ask about Mike.
9. Ask about Eric.
8. Ask about Jacob.
7. Ask about Edward.
6. After asking about all these boys, inquire as to how much she is paying them, and where in the White Pages she looked for fake fan-boys.
5. When she complains about not being a vampire, throw glitter on her and claim she sparkles just like a vampire in the sun.
4. Ask if the thought of Edward biting her makes her happy.
3. Say that since Edward is technically dead, she is into necrophilia. Tell her that is sick and wrong, and she should stop with her weird fetishes.
2. Tell her we all know about the real reason she married Edward the honeymoon.
And the Number One way to annoy Bella Swan?
1. Tell her that you and Jacob imprinted on each other, and are getting married. Tell her you are pregnant, and will be with him forever. Videotape the reaction.
10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Take her credit cards and shopping vouchers, hold them above your head and tell her to jump for it.
9. Tell her if she was just a few centimetres shorter she could legally be a midget.
8. Wear the trashiest possible clothing whenever you can.
7. Tie her up in a straightjacket. When she protests, tell her she needs to go back to the loony bin.
6. When you go into the sun with her, fall into a twitching heap on the ground and moan Im melting.
5. Pelt her with cloves of garlic.
4. When she gets a vision, ask if her spidey senses are tingling.
3. Trip her up and ask if she saw it coming.
2. Ask her what you will be doing in five minutes every ten minutes.
And the Number One way to annoy Alice Cullen?
1. Email her dozens of application forms for the position of speaker on psychic hotlines.
Moaning ::Frerard:: The follow is a comical Frerard story based loosely on things that have happened and mixed with a hell of a lot of things that haven't. Comment and fave or a kitten will shoot iteself. Babies. Yeah. Note: If you haven't seen the video for Gerard Way's moaning, I suggest you check it out. I highly recommend "Gerardgasm" on Youtube. ^_^ Not only is it amazing, but you'll understand the story more. Now enjoy, ya perves.Moaning ::Frerard::7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moaning has got to stop.
That is, word for word, what Frank thought as he strummed the chords for their bands newest song. Had anyone been looking at him and not the moaning vocalist, they would have seen that he had rolled his eyes somewhere between three and five times, shook his head in disapproval between four and six times, and, for around twenty-five seconds, had not taken his gaze off of Gerard.
There was no moaning in this song. Frank knew. He had helped write the lyrics. He did not recall writing down, Do you have the key to the hotel? Because I'm g
Not alone -Phan, Kickthestickz-How long as it been now? Weeks? months?. To be honest Phil didn’t know. Time just seemed to merge together. Life seemed meaningless now. He had no one. The one person he had truly cared about, was gone. He shook his head, trying to make himself forget. No matter how much he tried to forget his best friend, He couldn’t. Dan would be in his mind forever. Forever leaving his imprint there. Never letting Phil forget about those perfect brown eyes. Or that amazing smile. Everything about the boy was perfect. That didn’t matter now, did it?. Dan was gone. Gone forever.Not alone -Phan, Kickthestickz-2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Slowly fading away
Lost and so afraid
Chris sighed softly as he knocked on Phil’s bedroom door gently “Phil?” he called out quietly “come out, please”. he sighed again as he heard soft sobs from the other side of the door. What was he supposed to do?. He was supposed to be the strong one here. The one that would assure Phil that ‘everything will be okay’. he knew it w
The WerewolfThe WerewolfThe Werewolf9 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Chapter 1: Beginning
I was driving home from the hospital, and my very low paying job, as a Doctor's assistant. I didn't make enough money to keep up with my bills. My Landlord, the man who runs the apartment building, cares only of my money and not me. He knows of my troubles in my life, including my Girlfriend leaving me, for another man. My life was slowly degrading.
My name was Sean Borden.
As I pulled up to the apartment building, it reminded me of its incredible tilt. It looks like it will simply collapse under its own weight. I looked back to the road, shaking my head, slightly. This is where I lived. A broken down, Flaky white building. Windows had iron bars on them, and the paint on the walls faded from time.
There was no parking in front of the apartment, so I had to park my car in the commercial parking lot, four blocks away. I had just parked, and turned it off, as I watched the rearview mirror literally fall off, onto the ground of the c
Paganism and ChristianityPaganism and Christianity3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the day I felt the clench of self power and control was the day I converted to
Paganism, but I didn't think I'd be entering a world war. I remember it like it was
yesterday, six years ago I was sitting in church with my family, and I never liked
church, but I believed in God. It was until I felt the holy spirit slip through me
causing me to go into a fit of tears, I felt like I was being uplifted, and to any
Christian, this is a good feeling, to me, this was God's warning .Do not put any God
before me. I got up from my seat, trying to get pass the crowd of people with their arms
raised in praise, I quivered, grew nauseated and ran for the bathroom. The green essence
of light in the bathroom was blinding to my eyes, so I went over to the sink and tried to
vomit, I began to shake as if having an anxiety attack. This feeling of torment seized me
to learn over the sink pulling out my hair screaming a holler of terror. My eyes rolled
into the back of my head, and I could he
Her LoveHer Love11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does she hear me?
Is she even listeing?
Of course she is...
Always there for me...
How can she be so kind to me...
With how I treat her?
I'll never understand it...
I don't want her to leave...
This feeling is new to me...
I want it to stay...
I want her to stay...
She's shown a new light on the world
Just for me to see...
I see clearly now
The whole picture, not just the framed section
Is that what this is?
I hope so...
It feels so nice...
Who would have thought?
~ Love ~ By CAB 2004
Phan - Until the Very End.Phan - Until the Very End.2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Title: Until the Very End.
Rating: 12+? idk.
Warnings: Cancer. Death.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan nor Phil and none of this ever happened in real life.
Author's Note: i could be sleeping instead of writing this but nooo.
Summary: Dan's been dreading this day since they found out Phil had cancer, the day Phil would die, but he does one last thing for him and keeps the promise he made since the beginning.
I knew this day would come since the beginning, but it didn't make me anymore prepared. Phil had terminal cancer. Terminal meaning it would kill him, but I still refused to believe it until now. He said he wanted to die at home, and when he was offered the chance of chemotherapy to extend his life, he turned it down, saying he wouldn't want the pain to last any longer then it would have to if his illness was terminal. Which is why I didn't really know
Half an Hour ~ PhanTitle: Half an HourHalf an Hour ~ Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rating: I don't know tbh
Warnings: Mentions of suicide
Author's Notes: A wild one shot appeared
The stone he'd been kicking for the past half hour had had enough and bounced off the edge of the kerb, disappearing down a drain in the blink of an eye. Not that it mattered much; stones were everywhere. He could pick up a new one at some point on his journey home. He was late tonight, much later than usual. He'd left Chris and Peej's long after he should have, turning down the offer of staying with them. He liked to sleep in his own bed when possible; other people's houses made him feel uncomfortable. It was nothing against Chris and Peej. If anything, he was grateful for their offer of hospitality; but he couldn't accept it.
A young man with a fringe and skinny jeans walking home late at night was bound to attract some attention, he knew that, but never did he expect to
Written Show jumping competition- Obstacle one: (blue and white vertical)Written Show jumping competition1 month ago in Drama More Like This
What breed is the worlds smallest horse breed?
X. English thoroughbred
- Obstacle two: (red and white oxer)
How many jumps can be found in a combination?
1. two or thee
X. two or eleven
2. two to five
- Obstacle three: (yellow and blue hogsback)
What dicipline does Rodrigo Pessoa compete in?
X. Show Jumping
2. Western pleasure
- Obstacle four: (yellow and blue combination with two vertical jumps)
What year was Baloubet du Rouet born?
Obstacle five: (red and yellow vertical)
At the 1980 Moscow olympics, who got silver in individual show jumping?
1. John Whitaker
X. Nikolai Korolkov
2. Jan Kowalczyk
Obstacle six: (blue and red vertical)
What year did Rolf-Göran Bengtsson win the European Show Jumping Championships?
- Obstacle seven: (green oxer)
What iconic color was John Whitakers horse Milton?
X. Grullo leo
You Mean More To Me Than Life Itself."You tramp. Have you even looked in the mirror lately? Oh wait, you can't: it'll break." The whiny voice announces to the bus carriage. Laughter follows.You Mean More To Me Than Life Itself.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's happening again. I'd hoped he wouldn't be here today, but alas, he decided to make an appearance.
Every day, it's the same. The verbal torment I'm forced to endure, all day, every day. My only solace is with Phil, but I rarely see him now.
I'm plagued by the high school bullies- but not the stereotypical one's. These- they're not people -throw verbal and physical punches, right at and through my weak spots.
They target me every chance they get; at the bus stop, on the bus, in class, at lunch, then after school.
They constantly feed me with torturous verbal fodder, fattening me up. I don't even think they care how much they're getting to me, just as long as they get somewhere.
Today has been the same. I get pushed around a bit, at the bus stop. In class, things are thrown at me. Lunch is just another appointment behind the gym. I
An artistAn artist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring at a blank paper
Is an artist's worst nightmare.
The artist is the shaper,
Their thoughts somewhere up in the air.
They are searching for inspiration,
Sometimes they are even searching the skies.
It takes a lot of concentration,
But you can always see the passion burning in their eyes.
Being an artist does not always mean you're creative.
It just means that you want to create something,
And never want to give up.
Eulogy for a DreamEulogy for a DreamEulogy for a Dream9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Why do we give up on dreams? What is our rationalization for letting a perfectly good dream die? What the hell am I talking about... you never died, I'm burying you alive, and you're not stopping me.
With every spadeful of Mother Earth that falls, you fade from view. My dream: the only thing that kept me breathing... I'm killing you. There are few people I loved more than you, and once they left, you became my only escape, the only way I could feel like I meant anything. You gave me what nothing else gave me: a destination. And I'm ending all that.
I have to. I always promised that I would never let anything else bring about your end, so I must do it myself. The tears are the easy part, damn them. I can't let anyone see them. I can't let anyone see how much you mean to me, or it would never end. The hideous chuckling, I mean. They never could understand why I chose you as an obsession, and some wouldn't believe me if I tried to convey to them all you've done f
Jace's NightmareJace opened his eyes, there had been a knock on his door. He glanced at the clock next to his bed. Four am, fantastic. As if you already weren't going crazy around Clary, let's add sleep deprivation to the equation he thought bitterly. Sighing, he pulled himself up and walked to the door, pulling his hair from his face as he grabbed the handle.Jace's Nightmare6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What do you want at..." he began to chide, expecting Alec or Isabelle, until he opened his eyes. Clary looked up at him sheepishly.
"Sorry, I, I didn't meant to wake you." He was suddenly very angry with himself. He couldn't even keep Clary as a friend. He couldn't even be nice to her. He didn't deserve her. Well great revelation, he thought to himself, cause you can't have her anyway.
"No it's ok, what do you need?" He did his best to sound light. She looked at him with the strangest expression on her face.
The Perfect Jumping Bridge.The Perfect Jumping Bridge.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every day I walk past this bridge, its a high jump but when you land you land in the frigid water below, if the impact wouldn't break bones surly the shock of the cold water would kill you before you then soon slowly drown.
This thought crosses my mind every day, every time I walk past this bridge. Every time I look over the edge, every time I hear on the news about yet another car crash. See, my boyfriend died in a car crash and I got out scratch free, devastating I know, to look over and see your boyfriend dead in the passengers seat, knowing that there was some way that you could have prevented it, maybe if you weren't in such a rush to get home, maybe if you didn't have that fight right before you started the trip home from the restaurant.
And now, you're stuck with that guilt, knowing it was all your fault, that there was a possible way for you to have not crashed, driven a bit slower and maybe you would have missed the truck smashing into the side of your car, maybe if you were p
Short Phan Oneshot - Eyes.Short Phan Oneshot - Eyes.2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I had been looking for Dan for ages, but I didn't expect to find him where I did.
He was the last place I looked, the bathroom.
"Dan?" I called opening the door, he was in there, but something wasn't quite right.
"Hey, why are you hiding in here?" I asked beginning to walk towards him, but he just stood completely still with his hands gripping the sink.
I grabbed his shoulder but he still made no movement. That's when I saw it.
The empty bottle of painkillers and the smashed whiskey bottle on the floor.
And then he fell. Slumping to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
I bent down to help him, but he was already dead. I could tell by the emptiness and darkness of his eyes.
The eyes that would never light up again.
The eyes that had left me in this world by myself.
I just remember passing out on Dan's chest.
I love you, Dan