Bedzie fajnie!-Max, ja chyba nie mogę.Bedzie fajnie!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Nie gadaj, chodź.
-No dalej, siadaj! - Max energicznie poklepał miejsce obok siebie. Lee spojrzał na nie z wyraźnym przerażeniem. - Przecież cię nie zjem, będzie fajnie.
-Boję się właśnie, że nie będzie - chłopak niechętnie opadł na materac swojego łóżka. Zaciskając wargi skrzyżował nogi w tureckim siadzie, by po chwili odwrócić się twarzą do przyjaciela. - Mogłem ci nie mówić, że jeszcze nigdy... ten tego.
-Ale byłeś naiwnym debilem, powiedziałeś mi i teraz nie dam ci spokoju! - Max był podekscytowany, a jednocześnie nieco rozbawiony. Klasnął raz w ręce, po czym ułożył je na swoich kolanach. - Obiecuję ci, że będziesz to miło wspominał.
Szatyn uśmiechnął się zadziornie przy tych sło
IkeNie ma niczego bardziej przerażającego od świadomości, że on kręci się jak popapraniec po domu i grzebie w tej swojej MP4, poprawia notorycznie ogromne słuchawki na uszach i gapi się w ściany, kiwając głową do rytmu. Wychodzi na kilka godzin i wraca niczym duch, bez żadnego powitania ani ciepłego słowa. Nie chce jeść obiadu ani kolacji z rodziną, zaszywa się w swoim pokoju. Z tymi cholernymi słuchawkami, tą cholerną MP4 i cholerną paranoją.Ike10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nic nie budzi większej agresji od jego bluz przypominających namioty, luźnych spodni, ogromnych czapek z wulgarnymi nadrukami, kolczyka w uchu i znoszonych butów. Nosi te swoje "nerki", a w nich przemyca rodzinne pamiątki. Farbuje ręcznie bandany, gdy jest sam w domu, brudząc wannę i kafelki w łazience. Na rzemyki nawleka dziwne zawieszki i nosi je na ręce z satysfakcją wy
Sherlock - Lazy Gazing -OneShotSherlock - Lazy Gazing -OneShot3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Sherlock and I were walking down a back alley in London. After a thrilling chase of a criminal - we caught him I waved for a taxi but Sherlock shook his head.
"The air seems to be nice out for a short ride home don't you think John? Why don't we walk?" He suggested. Why down dark deserted alleys, I'm unsure. One thing that I am sure of though, you can actually get a decent view of the stars from here. Maybe it's because it's so dark.
I shoved my hands into my pockets as a slight chill set in. As I was walking I couldn't help but keep gazing up at the sky. The night was clear and I could make out all sorts of familiar constellations.
There was a particular star I was mesmerised by; as I was walking I couldn't stop staring at it. It was the brightest star among the others; maybe it could be a satellite. No, it was too pretty to be a satellite. It defiantly had to be a star. Maybe there were little aliens on it waving down at me and I just couldn't see them because I thought that i
Demon and the girl... ...The demon was sitting against a wall, sat comfortably in the night on the ledge of one of the walls surrounding his castle. He admired the night sky and the full moon, and the shadows whom moved silently- invisible in the dark.Demon and the girl... ...8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And then his peace was shattered instantly by a piercing scream.
He looked down away from the sky casually to see a shadow running over the landscape below, reeking of fear and exhaustion- the stench of a mortal filled his nostrils. His sharp red eyes looked ahead to her pursuers- and a smile formed in the corner of his mouth.
Kanine beasts covered black with three glowing red eyes and long snapping whiskers. Claws with which to tear apart flesh and bone.
The footsteps of her fleeing stopped and were replaced by close panicked breathing.
She could run no further, blocked and trapped by a wall that seemed to span for miles in both directions. She could only run to the left or right for a minute or two at the most before being caught- and eaten
O czym pisze znudzona siedemnastolatka.Siedzę na niewygodnej przystankowej ławce. Wiercę się z nudów, zerkam po raz setny na zegarek w komórce, wciskam ręce do kieszeni kurtki, wzdycham ciężko. Chowam twarz w wysokim kołnierzu. Mruczę pod nosem coś o punktualności - a raczej jej braku - tutejszych miejskich środków komunikacji. Marzę o tym, by znaleźć się w domu. Czuję się ociężała, mam wrażenie, że zmarnowany czas lepi się do mojej skóry niczym brud. Ramiona bolą mnie od dźwigania ciężkiego plecaka. Moje włosy przypominają gniazdo wyjątkowo nadpobudliwego ptaka. O Boże, oby nikt nie zwracał na mnie uwagi. Chcę być niewidzialna. Jestem wrakiem istoty ludzkiej.O czym pisze znudzona siedemnastolatka.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wtedy pojawia się on. Musiał dopiero tutaj przyjść. Nie mogłabym nie zwrócić na niego uwagi.
Jest wysoki, szczupły, jego sylw
Loki's Little Mischief: PrologueLoki's Little Mischief: Prologue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Loki's Little Mischief - a Loki x OC Romance
There is an untold tale in Norse mythology of the unknown romance of Loki the God of Mischief. It is a common misconception that Loki desired and married a nymph that Odin made a Goddess, named Sigyn, and that he later attempted to leave her, although she remained loyal to him until the end, and attempted to relieve his suffering from the poison of the snake the Goddess Skaði set over him before Ragnarök as he lay bound by their son Narfi's guts to three snaptun stones.
Only two pieces of this information are correct. That Loki loved a nymph, and that another nymph by the name of Sigyn was involved, although whether she is real or not is contested.
It was a love that belonged to myths and legends, and yet never made it to any o
Sidney SussexSidney Sussex3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was the times that Sherlock had grown to hate more even than school.
They were sat at opposite points of a very long axis, which being ridiculous made the passing of food incredibly difficult and conversation had to be held at bleating pitch in order to be heard, but apparently even the house of The Rt. Hon. Holmes Senior had signed up to the idea. Although, with the exception of Mycroft they all ate very little, so there wasn't very much to pass.
Sherlock picked apathetically at his food, foot tapping impatiently against the floor, longing to run to the door, just run, out and across the pristine lawns, into an ocean of space and away...
His father, upright and gruff in his polished shoes and shiny suit said little as he compulsively pushed his knife and fork together at precisely 6 'o' clock of his plate. Pale, keen eyes looked down the table, unfathomable as he regarded his offspring. He had said nothing in the car, oppressive silence drowning the youngest Holmes as he clutched h
Avengers One ShotIt had been six months since Agent Coulson had been killed trying to prevent Loki and his army of Chitauri from taking over the planet and alot had changed for the secret SHEILD group known as The Avengers.Avengers One Shot3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Tony Stark had completed rebuilding his Tower and turning it into a headquarters for the gang (with Pepper's help of course). But more recently the group was finding it difficult to keep up with all of Earth's emergencies, as a result, Heimdall had informed Thor of his friends' troubles and he had returned to Earth in order to help them.
Thor had been hesitant to leave his home realm but his friends needed him. He was an Avenger after all. Midgard needed him. He stepped out onto the bifrost where Hiemdall kept the teseract for travel now. "Gatekeeper. Send me to Midgard. I am needed there. Thank you Heimdall." he nodded to the gatekeeper.
Clint had woken in a cold sweat just like every night since Natasha had set him free of the teseracts hold. He couldn't shake the nightmares. He w
MICKEY WAYS QUOTESQUOTES BY MIKEY WAYMICKEY WAYS QUOTES8 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"There's less violence in the world when people are using Hula-Hoops."
"I'm the spiritual advisor of the band."
"This band is metal in that we have a lot of metal in our instruments, and there's quite a lot of metal on my belt buckle as well."
"Yeah, I'm kind of upset that I'm going to die tomorrow." (On the "Ghost of You" video)
"We always had a vision but we weren't sure if it would translate of just come off as Pretentious." (On starting the band)
"We all have very humble backgrounds and very geeky interests."
"I could eat my body weight in sushi."
"Ashlee Simpson told me she had our CD."
"Yeah, I had a headache, really bad. I was in a gas station and there was a pot of coffee and I looked at it for about a minute and then my brother (motions at Gerard) got a coffee and he taunted me."
"We're really greedy about the electricity in our iPods. We hoard it. We're like, 'Yo, I'm only on half a fuck battery and I have a plane ride!'"
"I like Popsicles."
Frank: "Has go
Rogue 5 the Burning TruthRogue helped Storm take Pyro into the jet and then let Beast and Storm work on him. She looked down at her gloves and saw all the blood. She was scared for him.Rogue 5 the Burning Truth6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Are you hurt Rogue?" Poitr asked her from behind her. She shook her head. He looked into her eyes and then looked to Pyro. "It's hard for you to see him like that. Isn't it? Because you used to be friends?"
Rogue nodded. "Yeah. He was ma friend." she said it softly looking back to him as her professors worked to keep him alive in that hideous orange jumpsuit. She just prayed that he kept breathing. She didn't want him to die.
Poitr then said, "We were worried about you. Jubilee almost got Storm to let her come with us even though her training isn't done yet. And Wolverine was totally freaking out." His huge muscular form was still in his metal form. But Rogue was used to seeing him like this. It's why she nicknamed him Mr. Shiny. He smiled down at her and said, "I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks Colossus." Rogue smile
Rogue 9 HelpRogue had made her way up into the manor and was in front of Logan's door. Some part of her hoped he wouldn't be there when she knocked. So she took a deep breath and knocked lightly knowing his high seance of hearing would pick it up. She waited a beat and then the door opened to reveal Logan standing in his street clothes. She saw his eyes go nervous at the sight of her. She regretted telling him the way she felt about him. At least he could look at her before. Now... she sighed. "Hey Logan. Ah was wonderin' if you might have some clothes you could spare?" she asked him still not feeling all better from being sick.Rogue 9 Help6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What? Why would you need some clothes Rogue?" Logan asked her with an eyebrow cocked. He was looking at her she was in jeans and a long sleeve black shirt with black gloves.
Rogue smirked, "It's not for me. It's for Pyro." she told him. "Ah'm pretty sure that no one else will let him borrow some clothes."
Logan scowled. "And what makes you think I would?" He t
Rogue- Chp2 Runnin AgainRogue ran into her room and slammed the door and locked it. She felt the tears spill over her cheeks as she let a future with human contact slip through her naked fingers. She felt that the turmoil would swallow her whole and never let her go. So she reached to feel anything else but heartache and pain. That's when she found anger and bitterness. She let the rage fill her. Rogue let that fuel her heart to beat even when it was frozen.Rogue- Chp2 Runnin Again6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She took the first step to get ready. She changed into jeans, a dark green long sleaved shirt, and black gloves. She then put on her brown leather jacket. She got on her black boots and had to get out. She needed to leave for a little while. Needed to be alone.
She suddenly heard a knock at her door. "Rogue?" it was Logan. He sounded worried. She looked from the door to the window. There was a tree right outside of it. She might be able to make it. Rogue goes to the window and heard footsteps in her room. She turned as she opens the window letting in the
Niebieski.Zawsze mnie drażnił. Drażnił mnie dosłownie wszystkim. Postępowaniem, wyglądem, sposobem mówienia, ubierania nielogicznych myśli w słowa.Niebieski.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I tak jest do dzisiaj.
Drażni mnie notoryczną niezdarnością, tym, że nie potrafi przejść szkolnym korytarzem bez potknięcia się o własne stopy. Gips na jego ręce lub nodze nie jest niczym niezwykłym, nie budzi żadnej ekscytacji, a słynne "Nic mi nie jest!" wykrzyczane po każdym upadku wywołuje pełne politowania westchnięcia, gdy tylko znajdujemy się wśród znajomych. Drażni mnie swoimi beznadziejnymi dowcipami, nadmierną beztroską i infantylnym zachowaniem. Drażni mnie ignorancją - nie potrafi zapamiętać czegoś tak banalnego, jak to, że mój ojciec jest Koreańczykiem, a nie Japończykiem. Nie dopuszcza do swojego mózgu takich syg
Gerard Way QuotesQUOTES BY GERARD WAYGerard Way Quotes8 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"If you don't go to high school you will definitely go to jail."
'I know the minute I touch a drink again is the minute I lose everything I've got.'
'Being blonde served a purpose but after a while I started to feel less and less like myself.'
"I'd rather be a creature of the night than an old dude."
"So many people treat you like you're a kid so you might as well act like one and throw your television out of the hotel window."
"Be Yourself, Don't take anyone's shit and never let them take you alive..."
"So how was Christmas for you guys? Did you all get lots of nice black t-shirts?"
"If you're gonna buy me a present, don't spend more than twenty five bucks, you'll get a blowjob anyway."
"Surrounding myself with fans makes me feel like I'm not going through it alone."
"The Devil got landed with a shitty job, he has to deal with assholes everyday, he's probably bored as hell."
"When I was writing it, I was remembering how hard it was to be a 16-year-old in high scho
Rogue 15 HeatAs the elevator rose Rogue felt herself build up her walls again. She knew that Pyro would need her support to take those steps into the manor into the mutants that he left those years ago. She saw him finger the zippo in his hand and she felt that even though she was freaking out about her powers that she needed to let Pyro know she was there for him. So she concentrated on being careful as she slipped her gloved hand into his.Rogue 15 Heat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pyro's eyes locked onto hers as the elevator stopped on the first manor floor. Rogue gave him a reassuring nod. She didn't need to say anything. He knew she was with him in this.
The elevator door opened to reveal Bobby standing on the other side. Rogue saw his eyes widen at the sight of her holding Pyro's hand. The silence hung so heavy in the air that Rogue could feel it.
Rogue looked down to Pyro's thumb resting on the Zippo poised to strike a flame into life if he needed it. Rogue saw Bobby start to raise his hand and she stepped in betwee
Rogue-chp 1 the CureThe sound of the early morning rain hitting the window was soothing as Rogue sat in the kitchen eating cereal and reading her text book for the exam tomorrow. She looked down and smiled seeing her gloveless hand. It still made her smile that she was cured. That she could touch. For three months she had been able to touch without endangering anyone. Even the voices in her head had dissipated. She loved how quiet her mind was without those voices whispering or even screaming in her head. Now it was so much easier to study.Rogue-chp 1 the Cure6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was smiling as she saw a groggy Jubilee walk into the kitchen and run a hand through her long brunette hair. Jubilee was wearing a pair of pale yellow pajamas. It was her favorite color. Like her personality, bright loud and happy. Rogue had started hanging out with Jubilee when Bobby left her to be with Kitty.
With that thought Rogue looked down at her cereal and tried not to think about the day Bobby had told her that he didn't want to be with her anymore. She di
UntitledZerknięcie w twarz rzeczywistości wystarcza, by wybuchnąć śmiechem.Untitled2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kolejny kudłaty ogon, zakurzony i przyprószony kłamstwami, muska przymilnie łydkę. Wilgotny od zdrady język dotyka czubka glana.
Marzenia wpadają do studzienki kanalizacyjnej. Toną w cudzych odchodach. Smród bije spod paznokci oskarżycielsko uniesionych palców.
Podeszwy zatapiają się w zgniłej ziemi ojczyzny istot mentalnie wybrakowanych.
Widzę to wszystko w niemalże spowolnionym tempie. Wzrok wychwytuje jedynie szare odcienie. Kusi mnie, by zawyć. Zdobyć zaufanie zwierząt, które wszyscy zwykli nazywać ludźmi. Wiem, że poszliby za mną. Wlepili tęskniące za rozumem spojrzenia przed siebie i podążali za zapachem materii. Ruszylibyśmy ulicą w ponurym orszaku niczym duchy, ucieleśnienia bezwartościowych dusz. Ostatecznie jednak wtapi
Clint and Natasha 8When Clint woke, Natasha was on the other side of the bed. They had drifted apart as they slept. That made things slightly easier for him. He pulled his pants back on and then looked at his jacket, it was cut in some very awkward places. Time to get a new one of those, he thought. He got off the bed and walked to the bathroom, his shirt wasn't going on, because there was no shirt to put on anymore. He looked at her as she lay in the bed, so peaceful, nobody would have thought her a killer.Clint and Natasha 83 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Natasha had slept deeper and without any ngihtmares so when she woke up at the feel of someone staring at her it shocked her that she had let someone sneak up that close to her. Then as her eyes flew open she realized it was a shirtless Clint standing there watching her sleep. She smirked "You do realize that it's not a good idea to sneak up on a master assassin right?" She stretched her lithe body letting him look at her and not caring.
Clint smiled at her. He was still deep in thought about her. Bu
Natasha and Clint 4Clint grinned and nodded. 'We have so much in common,' he said, his voice laced with sarcasm.Natasha and Clint 43 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He then kicked open the door and headed out into the cold morning air. He sniffed, the bakery was just opening. 'Are you hungry, little spider?'
When had she eaten last? three...no four days ago. Her stomach did not growl but it did feel hollow. She followed him grudgingly. "I don't want to have anything in common with you Cupid." she muttered under her breath as she buttoned her coat to her thighs. when she walked her legs would peek out of the flaps of her coat.
Clint watched her ask she walked and couldn't fathom how she wasn't cold. Her legs we so elegant and long, he noted. And he smiled when she called him Cupid, when it couldn't be further from the truth, he knew nothing of love.
'Of course we have something in common,' he said. 'We both haven't eaten in almost a week.'
He could tell from the hunger that burned in her eyes at the mention of food.
How did this damnable man know her react
Infinity.Upijasz mnie samą swoją obecnością. Każdym przelotnym gestem zacierasz granicę między teraźniejszością a nieskończonością. Bezdenność twoich oczu jest niemalże paranoiczna, niepojęta. Jasność ust paraliżująca. Śniadość skóry fascynująca, hipnotyzująca. Próbuję zliczyć jasne plamki na twoich ciemnych tęczówkach.Infinity.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mówiłeś, jak masz na imię, ale wyleciało mi ono z głowy. Czy z tobą dzieje się to samo? Jeśli tak, to opowiem ci coś o sobie. O moim życiu. Pustej egzystencji, ponurej, szarej. Pośmiejmy się z niej razem, nadajmy jej tym kolorów. I tak jutro o tym zapomnimy. Może nawet wcześniej.
Jest w tobie coś magicznego, wiesz? Budzisz we mnie dziwne odruchy. Prymitywne. Chcę złapać cię za ciemne loki, poczuć tw
To Kill A Mocking BirdIts a sin to kill a mockingbirdTo Kill A Mocking Bird6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A father warns his kin
They dont ruin your garden
No, all they do is sing
Shoot all the blue jays you want
Thats if you can hit em
But to shoot a mockingbird
Thats something to condemn
The little town of Maycomb
Absorbed within their ways
Full of prejudice and class
Under the suns heat haze
Isolated from the world
The townsfolk dont do much
No cash to use or exchange
Theyre very out of touch
But the towns mood turns tart
As her father defends
A black man accused of rape
That he quickly befriends
The little town of Maycomb
The news spreads like decay
Town full the same views
Women gossip all day
Take that back about my Dad
Screams Scout to her Nephew
Ya Dads a nigger lover
Its a bad point of view
Dad, whats a nigger lover?
Says Scout to Atticus
Its something meaningless, hun
Ignore them, do your best
The little town of Maycomb
The trial is on