La nouvelle petite sireneIl était une fois, une petite sirène. Cette sirène nétait pas si différente dune jeune humaine, dans le sens où, comme toutes les jeunes filles de son âge, elle rêvait du grand amour.La nouvelle petite sirene7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Aussi, passait-elle de longues journées à imaginer à quoi il pouvait ressembler,
cette oisiveté favorisée par le peu dactivités quoffrait le bras de mer où elle vivait.
Un jour, un groupe damies vint la chercher afin de faire une incursion à la surface. Elle nhésita pas une seconde pour accepter. Cela serait sa première expédition dans le monde des humains ! Elle en était tout excitée. Il nétait en rien interdit aux sirènes de se rendre à la surface. Bien au contraire. Mais il y avait bien longtemps par ici que personne ny était allé. Même la surface ne présentait plus grand intérêt par ici ! Malgré tout,
The PastThe past is behindThe Past7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But I still feel the ripples
Disrupting my flow.
Full MoonPale light brightens the beaten pathFull Moon7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Taken so many times in the past
Where one set of paws crush the leaves
Marking this land his territory, his home
Now the monthly run has come
Wolf is jumping out of the skin
A suit made of flesh and human bone
Wolf is ready to run on this full moon night
It always starts with a subtle itch
But leads to a burn, a passion of fire
Bright enough to melt and reshape
The bones and humanity of his form
Claws sprout from rounded fingernails
Ears stretch and perk straight up
As a long and profound muzzle appears
Slowly being covered in light brown fur
A groan of pain slips from his lupine formed maw
As his transformation makes its completion
Yellow amber eyes, a black leather nose
A bushy brown tail and hard padded paws
Again he was whole, wild, ready to be free
A Study of Twins: Ch. ThreeChapter ThreeA Study of Twins: Ch. Three7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the orns passed and the twins became more comfortable with their home and the surrounding area, Ratchet and Ironhide began taking them out of the unit and into the neighborhood more. Sideswipe was a little more attentive while on the excursions that Jazz, in a neighborly jest, had dubbed family outings than his brother. Sunstreaker was often too busy figuring out his surroundings through other means, putting things in his mouth whenever he got the chance.
Sunstreaker, get that outta your mouth, Ironhide said, reaching down and pulling the item in question out of the younglings mouth.
Sunstreaker watched quietly with wide blue optics as Ironhides hand took his latest chew toy out of range. Then, much to the red mechs chagrin, pulled a stylus out of the carrier he sat in and stuck it in his mouth. Ironhide gave an exasperated sigh and reached to take that away from the yellow sparkling as well. However, this time, Sunstrea
A Study of Twins: Ch. OneChapter OneA Study of Twins: Ch. One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ratchet was woken from recharge by the sound of crying sparklings echoing through the unit. He groaned and nuzzled against Ironhide lightly. He felt the larger mech put his arms around his waist as the crying continued. It took both of them several breems to realize that the crying came from the sparklings that theyd settled into the room just across from their own. Ratchet on-lined his optics and pushed himself away from Ironhide, getting off the berth and sleepily heading into the other room.
Sideswipe was crying at the highest pitch his vocalizer could manage and Sunstreakers cries were just as loud, if not louder than his brothers. The medic leaned over the edge of the crib and picked up Sideswipe, pulling him close and cradling him. The sparkling slowly started calming down as Ratchet bounced him up and down. Ratchet knew the young mech couldnt be hungry; a quick scan showed Sideswipes energy levels as normal and he had just
Tricks for TreatsTricks for Treats3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"No way, Rumble. I want to be Optimus, you can be Megatron."
The purple mech shook his helm and tighten his grip on the sleeve of the coveted costume, "I don't want to be old bucket head! You be Megatron!"
Starscream chuckled as he watched his creations fight over the costume. His mate, Soundwave, was trying to get one of them to agree to wear the Megatron costume he had made. "I don't think your winning this argument, dear." the seeker said, placing a comforting servo on the blue mech's shoulder.
Soundwave sighed and gave up for the moment. "Lord Megatron, only agreed to let us celebrate this holiday if someone dressed up as him. At this rate it will have to be one of us."
"Well, it's not going to be me, I already have a costume. Besides, I would never give outdated slag-heap the satisfaction."
How to Fanfiction - A Guide - The PlotHow to Fanfiction - A Guide - The Plot6 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello and welcome back to How to Fanfiction, which I promise has no subliminal messages. Today we're going to be covering the most important aspect of any story, the Plot.
The plot, seen in it's natural state.
Genres dictate the tone of your story. You should generally have an idea of what your genre or genres are going to be before you start writing. I'm going to go through the FFN genre system and tell you what they mean.
Adventure: The story is based around some kind of adventure. This'll generally involve traveling and going to unusual places. Example: Indiana Jones.
Angst: Generally sad stories about people being sad. There are more angst fics on FFN then there are stars in the Milky Way because Angsty Teens. Example: There aren't a lot of purely angst things in mainstream media, but maybe Torchwood: Children of Earth
My Secret CrushMy Secret Crush9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a little secret,
Deep within my chest.
Many know of this secret,
But only I know best.
The secrets about a girl,
Whom I so truly love.
The girl, so beautiful,
It's like she's from up above.
She is totally amazing,
Kind and beautiful in every way.
She is all I want and all I need,
But will the word yes be what she says.
I will not say her name,
In fear that she will know.
Of all my feelings and all my love,
And at that she will go.
I just hope that one day,
She will feel the same.
And I hope that one day,
In my ear she'll same my name.
I'm a DOCTOR, not a..."I'm a doctor, not a..."I'm a DOCTOR, not a...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2. belly dancer
3. house plant
5. sex therapist ("TMI, you two!")
7. jewelry designer
9. sparkly vampire
10. non-sparkly vampire (booo)
13. PC (Macs SUCK)
14. man-whore (hmmmm.....)
15. latte with double foam
16. effluvium (look it up!)
18. lion tamer
19. cake (because then he would be a LIE!!!)
21. manicurist ("for the last TIME, Spock, I WON'T do your nails!!!!")
23. My Little Pony (hey everybody, it's hypo pony!)
24. Blow up doll (hmmmm....)
27. lawn gnome
29. proctologist ("Dammit, Spock, stop avoiding me, it's time for your prostate exam!!!!")
30. ship (unless you ship McCoy/Spock...)
39. gang-banger (hmmm.....)
42. sports commentator
43. old spice guy
44. ugly little duckling
Songbird IIShe could feel hands cradle her feet. She could feel the cold paint they used to coat her toenails. She could feel the warm hands rub oil onto her feet as they massaged them, preparing her for her next performance.Songbird II1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She sat in the cushioned chair motionlessly. For years she had been pruned and displayed, and for years she had been blindfolded before each song. She had memorized the layout of the room she was kept in, the room she was prepared in, the hall that led to the stage she would sing on, and the Cage she was thrust into as a mockery of what she was; a cruel, inhumane reminder that she was owned as a Songbird.
She was no closer to discovering who brought her here, why she was being kept, and who these people known as "Watchers" were. She had never seen them, and from what she could gather they were merely seeking new ways of enjoyment. Keeping a human girl locked up in a specially made cage to sing as a son
Ordinary DayOrdinary DayOrdinary Day6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In which Serenity is not impenetrable, Simon does some amateur xenobiology, and Mal learns to believe in something that isnt logical. Firefly(post-BDM)/Doctor Who
Today was not Captain Malcolm Reynolds best day ever. A morning chased by Reavers, a sickeningly close run-in with an Alliance patrol, a barely salvaged smuggling job, and now this.
The stranger stared down at Mal, seemingly unconcerned about the revolver aimed just between his eyes. His small blonde companion was equally unruffled by the double-barrel that Zoë was pointing towards her heart.
The wild haired man let his face crease into a disconcerting grin. Is this your ship? Nice makea Firefly, wouldnt you say, Romana?
The woman looked around. Oh, yes, certainly a Firefly.
Anyway, sorry about popping in unannounced and all. Well just be going, shall we? He turned towards his friend and that strange box that they had stepped ou
catching upI'm spent andcatching up7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sitting. broke and bleeding.
within my memories,
your hands are
I can't forget
what time forgot.
Order 66: 327th Star CorpOrder 66: 327th Star Corp2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Order 66: 327th Star Corp: Commander Bly
We are soldiers and we have orders.
General Secura has led us valiantly from the start of this conflict.
Through dark mountains to fluorescent marshes, from Acklay to battle droids;
She has saved my life countless times and I hers.
Pacification is our mission and our mission is on Felucia.
My hologram projector pinged --
“Execute order 66” it said.
My training is clear,
I am a soldier and I have my orders.
On patrol we scouted ahead of the column.
She approached the crest of the hill,
the planet seemed to go silent..
No ambient plants, no animals, no droids.
Thankfully we had on our helmets that day.
None of us could stand to look her in the eye; until she began to turn.
My rifle already fixed upon her back; my eyes met her glance,
Before her instinct could react we pulled our triggers.
We kept firing..
we kept firing hoping to quicken her end.
It was quicker than the inquisition that would soon come;
quicker than a life lived in a c
Not a Possibility... Part2 - 3 YEARS LATER-Not a Possibility... Part23 years ago in Romance More Like This
I sat reading and drinking herbal tea. It was another Christmas . Robin had finally asked star to be his official girlfriend. Whoop-dee-fricken-doo for them. I still remembered clearly that 3 years ago I had the heated romance that Robin and star now have. It may have only been for a few minutes and after a shit-your-pants-scary movie Not to mention with a green animal boy Beast Boy. Things hadn't ben the same between us after that. It really sucked. He still annoyed me and tried to make me laugh.. but there was something different about it. It had an awkward base. I really wanted thing to go back to normal for us but I guess that doesn't happen when you have an almost one night stand with your team mate Cyborg ended things with Bumble Bee and just recently got back into dating with our newest house guest, Jinx. Kid Flash got bored with her or something and Robin welcomed her in wi
A Study of Twins: Ch. SixChapter SixA Study of Twins: Ch. Six6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sometime after theyd gotten home from welcoming Bluestreak to the world, Ratchet and Ironhide went about their usual schedule of getting the twins refueled and ready for recharge. Once that was done, the two of them retired to the main room of their living unit, where they sat down to relax. Itd been a long solar-cycle and it did Ratchet a world of good to just sit back with Ironhide.
Ironhide had switched on the vid-screen to a low volume. Neither he nor Ratchet paid much attention to the report feeds that were played at the end of the solar-cycle, but the sounds made for good background noise while they relaxed. Ratchet was curled up against his mate as they sat, a cube of mid-grade cupped in his red hands. Ironhides arm was wrapped warmly around the medics shoulders with a cube of his own energon in his other hand.
It was a quiet evening, well-deserved. The two adult mechs finished their energon cubes slowly, content with spending time with
EpiphanyEpiphanyEpiphany1 month ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"All pilots, report to the hanger bay! All pilots, we are now at code blue for launch!"
Ahsoka Tano ran to her X-Wing as the fleet prepared to make the final jump. She joined her squadron, exiting the Mon Calimari carrier.
The squadron quickly went into formation. Ahsoka had been a part of one of the dozens of briefings shared around the fleet. This was a big deal, and all the years of hiding and planning were about to come to fruition. "All wings report in." She opened the channel quickly as the fleet prepared for the jump. The final jump to what could be the final battle.
Her squad flew in formation next to one of the cruisers, sounding off one at a time.
They had waited as a team led by General Solo went on ahead to disable the shield generator around the massive super weapon the Empire had been building.
The launch soon came and the Rebel fleet made its jump, in the hopes that General Solo had accomplished his mission.
Ahsoka contemplated her life, and all h
Clone Dossiers: CC-3636Grand Army of the RepublicClone Dossiers: CC-36364 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Personnel and Command
Subsection: ARC Training
From: Alpha-17 (ARC Training Administration)
To: Premiere Lama Su (GAR Administration)
CC: General Shaak Ti (Personnel and Command)
Dossier: CC-3636/CT-1077, Cadet 'Wolffe'
To whom it may concern,
Taking your feedback of my last dossier (CC-7567, cadet 'Rex') into consideration, General Ti, I have agreed to omit the use of Mando'ade in my reports for the sake of expediency and comprehensibility.
I will, however, continue to provide my direct and unmitigated assessment of the recruits in my training program. I am certain the bosses are aware that I was allowed full authority in these matters when I was placed in this program.
And if you datapad pushers in your ultraviolet towers can't get past that, tough.
You NEED us to win this war.
The training regime seems to be working. Traditional officers have shown an increase in unit cohesion and innovation, sharpening the skills
Star Wars: FamilyStar Wars: Family4 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
On the Guardian, in her personal quarters, padawan Hanabi sits in the middle of the floor, meditating. As she feels the force flow through her, like a river, she suddenly hears a knock at her door. Snapping back to reality, she quickly got up and opened the door to see Wild Card members, Jaster and Shiny standing before her.
“Greetings ma'am.” said Shiny with a slight bow.
“Hello Hanabi.” said Jaster.
“Hello.” said Hanabi, smiling at the two clones. “can I help you?”
“Yes actually,” said Jaster. “we have a situation in the hanger, and we need you to come with us to resolve it.”
Hanabi tilted her head slightly to one side and raised an eyebrow. “Why me?”
“Because we need your expertise to settle the issue.” answered Shiny. “So, will you come and help us?”
Hanabi thought about it for a moment, wondering what could she possibly do to settle a problem? And why would it need her, and
Six Times the Doctor Loved ...Six Times the Doctor Loved and Lost (And Once He Didnt)Six Times the Doctor Loved ...6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. World (History Starts Now)
He sits behind her in Multi-Dimensional Temporal Physics and although its two weeks before he learns her name and five before he works up the guts to talk to her, he spends all of lecture staring at the back of her head, memorizing her hair. By the end of the first day he thinks hes fallen in love and after their first argument hes sure.
Five years later she finally agrees.
He reads her love poems from seven different planets and they get married in spring. Sometimes he just runs his fingers through her hair for hours. They joke that they can read each others minds, they are so close.
They expected, naively, that is would last forever.
Of course, it didnt. A century passed, she grew up, he didnt. It was as simple and complex as that. He became more eccentric and she gave lectures on Trans-Spatial Matrix Geometry. They met at family functions and were th
Obsessed With Doctor Who WhenObsessed with Doctor Who when....Obsessed With Doctor Who When4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
1. You think fezzes are cool.
2. you think bowties are cool and you want to wear them everyday of your life.
3. Wearing a vegetable seems fashionable.
4. You have a button that says David Tennant makes me squee. (sad to say I own one.)
5. Angel statues scare the holy fuck out of you.
6. You have an action figure of your favorite Doctor and carry him around everywhere. (I have two. one of Tom Baker, and Matt Smith wearing a fez and holding a mop.)
7. Apples are rubbish.
8. Pears are gross and disgusting.
9. You see a british phonebooth and you automatically claim it as your own TARDIS and invite your best friend to go see the dinosaurs with you in said TARDIS.(I have one!)
10. You like Bananas.
11. You get into major arguments with Back To The Future fans.
12. You want your own personal Dalek.
13. You have written Bad Wolf on atleast one thing that is blue.
14. You know atleast three songs by Billie Piper.
15. You watch Law and Order UK now that Freema
A Study of Twins: Ch. FourChapter FourA Study of Twins: Ch. Four7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the deca-cycles passed, the twins were brought back to the Science Institute for regular check-ins. During these check-ins, Perceptor would lead the team in tests to make sure Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were developing well, checking their ability to understand and adapt to their surroundings, their behavior and interactions with other mechs. It was during one of these check-ins that the red and blue scientist suggested that the twins be given the chance to interact more with other younglings; it would not do if Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were to develop anti-social behavior with Cybertronians their own age. The entire study would be ruined if the twins did not develop socially.
Since the ability to interact with other younglings was so crucial, the research team had to arrange time for the twins to do so. Wheeljack suggested taking the twins to a facility he knew hosted a sort of watch-center for younglings. Perceptor agreed that it sounded like a good place to st
A Study of Twins: GamesGamesA Study of Twins: Games7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Life in the living unit was getting rougher. Not in the sense that it was getting harder to get by, but more in the sense that...
"SIDESWIPE!" Ratchet exclaimed. "PUT THAT DOWN!"
...The twins were at a stage in their lives where 'no' meant 'yes' and 'if you drop that' was a challenge to be taken. Ratchet and Ironhide had both been pushed to their limits while dealing with the rowdy twins time after time and it was by some Primus-blessed miracle that they hadn't lost their tempers. Ratchet knew that this was something that they'd have to get through and secretly, he was extraordinarily relieved whenever he could pawn the pair off on Skyfire and Starscream for a few joors of simple rest and relaxation with his mate.
He was also grateful that the twins seemed to behave themselves much better whenever Bluestreak was over to play. The little grey and red youngling was dropped off often when Prowl and Jazz were busy with work and the twins tended to pay more attentio
A Study of Twins: Ch. TwoChapter TwoA Study of Twins: Ch. Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One thing that Ironhide had discovered in the time since Ratchet had first brought them home was that the twins loved bath time. While Sunstreaker was content to splash around where Ironhide had set him, Sideswipe was a little more energetic when it came to the bath. In fact, at the sight of the water, the red sparkling made a squeal of delight and had to be rescued from diving head first into the bath tub. Thankfully, bathing the twins was a two-mech job and Ratchet managed to keep Sideswipe from drowning himself in the tub.
Crazy little glitch, Ratchet murmured. He held onto Sideswipe with one arm and used the other to wash the bouncing sparkling.
Ironhide laughed as he carefully scrubbed at Sunstreakers small frame with a cleaning pad. Hes just a bit excited, is all.
Sunstreaker made a gargling sound as he splashed at the water with a toy in one hand, making Ironhide smile affectionately at the sparkling. He set the cleaning pad
SWP: HowlSWP: Howl3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The gentle Nabooian breeze was mixed with the brisk chill of the mountain peaks which were silhouetted against the late sunset.
Two figures sat huddled together, a picnic basket and a bottle of a non-alcoholic beverage lay beside them.
The couple were none other than Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker and his beloved secret wife, Padmé Amidala, Senator of Naboo. Today was very special. It was their two year anniversary and they had finally found time out of their busy schedules in order to celebrate together.
Padmé looked up at Anakin and smiled.
"I wish we could see each other like this more often."
"Me too, Angel. Me too."
He gently rubbed her slightly swollen stomach and grinned with joy.
"I love you, my little Angel."
"I love you too, my handsome Alpha."
"And soon we will have two cubs to love."
She laughed at his little joke. Since they found out she was pregnant with twins, Anakin no longer got moody. He was always happy, almost like he was a cub again.
"Ani, do you think the