Unattainable Illusions +Ch. 1+"Well well...Look at what the cat drug in." A cold voice chimed from the far end of the dark room. The boy slightly opened one eye to be face to face with what appeared to be another homunculus. This one was pale and long stringy green hair; he wore a tight black shirt that stopped at his chest with a matching black skort, the oroborus symbol was tattooed just below the skort on his right leg.Unattainable Illusions +Ch. 1+ in General Fiction More Like This
"You look like someone I used to know..." Envy said with a small smirk. He pushed his thumb under the boy's chin and lifted it up so he could get a good look at his face. "A man I once killed perhaps...? And to think I could never see you as pathetic as I once did when I blew your stomach to pieces!" He said, cackling. "No...But you're not the same boy...Are you? Though that face makes my stomach squirm...The thought of helping you makes my blood curl." He snorted. Envy then reached in his pockets as he drew out a few small, blood red stones.
The boy looked at them sickly, not saying a word. "Eat
Unattainable Illusions +Ch 8+The door made a quiet creak as a few officers peeked in. Roy didn't turn his head as he sighed. "All of you were out there...And you didn't even try helping me!?"Unattainable Illusions +Ch 8+ in General Fiction More Like This
Fuery squeaked. "It looked like you had it under control..."
"Was that really the Fullmetal Alchemist and his girlfriend, chief?" Havoc muttered, a cigarette bobbing in the corner of his mouth.
Roy nodded, smiling. "Sure was." He smiled. "Now someone tell Riza to get in here to take care of my back!"
"Yes sir!" The men chimed, giving the Furhur a salute before filing out of the room.
Roy looked over his shoulder as Riza walked in a few minutes later, hesitant when she saw the blood on his back. "Sit." She said firmly.
"On what...? -The floor?"
She sighed, pushing him toward the couch as she pushed the man down roughly. "You're still like a child..." She hissed, getting the bandages that were left on Roy's desk. "I still don't see why you won't just go to the infirmary...They'd do a much better job at this." Roy was
Unattainable Illusions +Ch 9+The officer drug his feet before collapsing near headquarters, his eyes closed as his body fell in a crumpled heap on the concrete sidewalk. It would only be a matter of time before the poison completely took over this man's body, completely eating away this soldier from the inside out before taking the man's life to end his suffering. "Sir!" Fuery shouted, running inside of Roy's office. "There's a man just ouside of headquarters! He's wounded! He won't get up!" Mustang was up within a few seconds.Unattainable Illusions +Ch 9+ in General Fiction More Like This
"Did you see how he got hurt Cain?"
"No sir!" He said, following the furhur down the hall. "No one did!" Mustang quickly hurried out by the soldier, seeing his back. The deep cuts in his back still had blood trickling down from the wounds that stained his uniform and pants though he felt a bit more relieved that there would be a chance this man could survive since they had found the cure to the poision that had made its home on the tips of Wrath's deadly blades.
As Roy turned him over to pi
Unattainable Illusions +Ch 3+A few miles away the military were wondering where a certain soldier had been. After the man had not come to work in several days and not reporting anything, not to mention the man had left early one evening for reasons unknown. Something wasn't right...No good soldier would leave without notice nor would he miss work without a valid reason. Tracing the soldier's movements to where he had been last, each unaware of the ghastly sight they were about to encounter. The doors were kicked open only to be greeted by a horrid, putrid smell...The smell of rotted flesh and dried blood. Eyes dilated when the men saw the rotted remains of the soldier on the floor. The body after laying in the basement untouched for several days the flesh had already started to rot, small white maggots were clearly visible in the long gash on the man's chest where the blade had pierced his chest. Several rats that were knawing on the soldier's flesh squeaked when the officers entered the room, scampering back towaUnattainable Illusions +Ch 3+ in General Fiction More Like This
Unattainable Illusions +Ch 7+"What the hell was going on out there...?" Hughes groaned, rubbing his eyes as he looked up to Roy as Al threw his arms around Hughes' waist.Unattainable Illusions +Ch 7+ in General Fiction More Like This
"It was Nii-san Colonel...And Star!"
Hughes looked down. "Al...You know that they are-"
"No! They aren't Colonel they're not! They are inside the homunculi! I know it! Ask Furhur Mustang!" Hughes looked up to Roy and cocked his head.
"The boy isn't lying..." He said with a sharp grin as Hughes' eyes grew wide.
Hughes shook his head. "I can't believe it! That really happened!?"
"Sure did!" Al squeaked.
"We saw it with out own eyes" Roy smiled.
"Then there's still a chance..." Hughes whispered.
"Why is there so much noise in here?!" Breda snapped. "Geez...You three can at least keep quiet...Do you have any idea what time it is!?"
"Breda! Brother!! It's brother and Star. They aren't completely gone!" He squeaked. "They are just inside the body of Pride and Wra-" At hearing the young sin's names each of the other the men squeaked and twitched, Fury s
Unattainable Illusions +Ch 4+Pride cocked his head slightly before he gasped and pushed Wrath back against the trunk of tree, covering her mouth his right hand. She was taken aback by Pride's sudden action, struggling slightly against his grasp to at least get his hand off her mouth. "Shh..." He hissed, closing an eye as he looked over her shoulder and over the side of the trunk. "They nearly saw us..." Wrath blinked slightly out of confusion, the look on her face was clearly asking 'What the hell are you talking about?' After a few minutes he lowered his hand. "I'm sorry...I didn't want to be seen..." He whispered, stepping away as a few leaves crunched under his feet.Unattainable Illusions +Ch 4+ in General Fiction More Like This
"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked, cocking her head.
"The bad people," Pride said. "Keep quiet." He hissed, jumping upward as he grabbed a tree branch and pulled himself up. Wrath still looked confused as she took what looked to be a small throwing knife out of one of the pockets of her skirt. He cocked his head, holding out his hand
NumbI stand under the blast of the showerNumb in Free Verse More Like This
Hoping the pressure will strip the numb away
But the pounding water on my skin only drives it deeper in
The blade makes my skin leak rubies that I don't really need
So I try to force things like 'love' and 'compassion'
Into the space left behind but they only fall out again
And all that's left is more room for 'pain' and 'sorrow'
To grow and leave me feeling bloated with 'agony'
Painkillers call to me, trying to convince me that everything hurts
But I ignore them while I pity them because
They're only trying to fulfil their purpose,
And without their purpose they'd only be empty capsules of sugar
With no other reason than to rot the teeth that you
Smile so prettily through
Contact with others always left me drained and unable to release any more;
They just don't see what they're doing to me.
It's my heart, damn it, give it back so I can
Entrust the needle and thread to someone else
Who's better at putting me back together
You're too willing to open
That 3am Phone call3amThat 3am Phone call in Free Verse More Like This
And the dog's going ballistic at the phone that won't seem to shut up regardless of how much you ignore it
And staggering from your bedroom leaving a peacefully sleeping warmth behind you go to tell the phone what time it is
And the voice on the other end of the phone is scary in it's placid calm and suddenly you want to put the phone down
And the dog's going ballistic at the sound of the doorbell that won't stop ringing no matter how much you ignore it
And the blue lights outside the window slowly start to burn a human-shaped hole into all the photographs standing proud
And the policeman makes you a cup of tea from your own kettle with milk from your fridge and sugar from your tin and sits you down and tells you whether you want to hear it or not
And the world turns off the light in your life
My personalityI'm something of a sadist, and something of a saint.My personality in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your wishes will come true but your dreams will have to wait
I'm something of a lover, and something of a lie
I know you've enjoyed it when I hear your pleas to die
ParanoiaLook at himParanoia in Free Verse More Like This
Can you see?
Look at him
Just a glance
For goodness SAKE, what did I tell you?
Let me explain.
He thinks that:
Oh dear, he'll notice your pity even more now.
He's wrong there
It's not true
If I try and shake his hand
He'll only wonder what THEY have planned for him next.
Wincest: GuiltTitle: GuiltWincest: Guilt in Free Verse More Like This
Author: D.R. Ward
No matter how hard you try,
To Hide it,
That you can't,
Feel anything but,
You blame yourself,
For their deaths.
For everything that's happened,
I see you, day to day,
Trying to wash the pain away,
With sweet, sweet alcohol.
It hurts me, too.
It hurts my eyes.
And my heart.
Do you insist on hurting like this?
I don't wish to see you,
In such a way.
Sometimes I wish,
That you would suddenly heal,
And become my big brother,
But I know,
That with everything,
All at once,
You can feel nothing but,
I want to save you,
To wrap myself around you,
And hold you,
Holding you up,
So you never fall,
I want to kiss you,
And take everything away,
With all the pain sliding down my throat,
Wincest One-Shot: Ass-HandedTitle: Ass-HandedWincest One-Shot: Ass-Handed in Romance More Like This
Author: D.R. Ward
Date: October 12, 2013
Summary: Sam Winchester knew that every word they had said was true. So, he took the beating. Without question. Without thinking. But what he didn't expect was Dean's ultimate reaction - and what that ended up leading up to. Wincest\Weecest\Teencest.
Third Person POV
"Sammy, no. Just don't."
Samuel Winchester swallowed and looked away from his brother, ashamed as he sat in the passengers seat of the '67 Impala. He could feel the humming of the engine underneath him, and right at that moment, it was easier to pay attention to rather than trying to decipher his emotions to come up with something to say to his blood. He knew Dean was mad at him - actually, furious, but the reason why he hadn't told him was solely because he didn't want to worry the teen again. However, he guessed it kind of backfired on him.
Birthday Short"Does Wyuu wub his mommy?" Kaira said in a cutesy voice. Just to give herBirthday Short in Settings More Like This
the satisfaction, he giggled and reached for her. "Aw, come here!" Kaira
picked him up from her bed. He rested his head on her chest.
"Oh, okay then! So he can do that, but I can't?" Vegeta said with his arms
"Shut up, he's a baby! He's supposed to do that."
"Hmph! It doesn't matter! Mizuki loves her daddy, doesn't she?" he said,
picking her up. She giggled and laid her head on his chest, falling asleep.
Kaira just playfully rolled her eyes. "You know, I was gonna let you lay on
my chest, but nevermind now!" she said, walking to the baby room. Vegeta
just shook his head and followed her.
Kaira set Ryuu down in the crib next to his sister. Their parents watched
them as they slept quietly, for the first time in a while. Vegeta grabbed
Kaira from behind and kissed her. "it's still hard to believe it's been
"I know, they're already big."
Yeah, that day was the twins' 5 month birthday. Though, being
Phobia"Kaira, are you coming with me or not? You're the one who wants to find thisPhobia in Short Stories More Like This
movie." Vegeta said as he put on his jacket. "We should go BEFORE the store
closes!" Kaira walked to him. "Can't you go by yourself and I'll just watch
the kids?" She looked down when she said it.
"Kaira, what's wrong?" She looked at him with an angry face.
"You mean you don't remember my greatest fear?!"
"Ugh... Kaira what are the chances of a frog in this weather?"
"Wait, you think I'm taking you to get a shot? You have all of yours!" She
shook her head.
"You're really staring to piss me off, Vegeta."
"Why? You have a long list of phobias that hard to keep up with."
"... Remember that movie by Puppet Masters about that little Gingerbread Man
who killed people? What if that movie's there?"
"Sooo? Wait are you telling me you're still afraid of that stupid movie?!"
She looked at the floor shyly. Vegeta stared at his wife with utter confusion.
It had been years, and she still hadn't gotten over tha
Roland and Rosedew by Rebecca S. RussellRoland and Rosedew By Rebecca RussellRoland and Rosedew by Rebecca S. Russell in Short Stories More Like This
It was a truly lovely day as Prince Roland, perched regally atop his magnificent steed, ambled along an old trail through the Forgotten Forest. Though he was alone, and hopelessly lost, the Prince's countenance still carried the haughty mark of his royal station: the chin firmly squared and angled so the tip of his impressively shaped nose always pointed precisely between his horse's ear tips; finely shaped lips pursed ever so slightly so as to hide any hint of real emotion; and velvet brown eyes carefully narrowed as they peered down the sides of the afore ascribed nose. A particular source of vanity, his long flaxen hair flowed in elegant waves to a precise length just below his shoulder blades, the multitude of blond and light brown tones shimmering each time the strands stirred.
As he'd been taught from birth, the Prince was very careful to always retain his regal bearing. After all, one never knew when a peasant might suddenly app
A Relationship for ThreeA Relationship for Three: Tony/Bruce One-ShotA Relationship for Three in Romance More Like This
"GET OUT, TONY!" Bruce shouted, hunched over as if in excruciating pain.
Tony, who had been pushed to the doorway of Bruce's bedroom, tried to move back toward him in order to help. "But I"
Bruce looked up into Tony's eyes and Tony could see the Other Guy, the Hulk, trying to break free. "I won't leave you. I know you're pissed but I need to fix it. It doesn't matter if it's with you or him."
The expression on Bruce's face turned to horror as a green hue began to dye his skin. He shook his head violently as he lunged forward and shoved Tony out of the room so hard that he fell on his ass and skidded across the floor of Bruce's living room. Tony flinched as the door slammed shut so he couldn't see Bruce as he changed. He could feel the sting through his legs from sliding across the dark green carpet.
The sunlit room had one wall of windows and little furniture because Bruce didn't want anything that was easily breakable. Everyth
-Johnlock- The taste of jamSherlock's ears perked at the rather.. distracting noise that came from John.-Johnlock- The taste of jam in Romance More Like This
Scrape. Crunch, crunch, crunch. "Mmmff."
Sherlock's ears were virgins no more.
The detective admired John from over his newspaper. For the past minute or so John had been delighted in having a good cup of tea and biting into his jam toast. Sherlock watched as he took another bite. John practically radiated ecstasy. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, eyelids fluttering closed and his mouth full with the delicious sweetness that was strawberry jam. He munched some more. Sherlock licked his lips.
"Nnnnmph." John groaned, spoiling himself with another bite.
Sherlock shook his head, looking away to anywhere but John. His high cheeks burned with the gentle ghost of a soft blush. He heard another moan of pleasure. Sherlock nearly died.
"John.. if you would please stop that, I would be most grateful."
"S'op whaa'?" John inquired with his mouth full. At the sight of Sherlock cringing,
Should I Stay or Should I Go? (Samifer) "He's the friggin' Devil, Sammy. What're you thinking?!" Dean had Sam by the back of the shirt, dragging him into the motel room. Sam couldn't pull away no matter how hard he tried. "If it was his brother, I wouldn't care. But Lucifer? Is your head on straight?"Should I Stay or Should I Go? (Samifer) in Romance More Like This
"Obviously not if I'm being treated like this," Sam muttered when Dean threw him onto a bed.
"No, you know what? I try my hardest to protect you from that psychopath and everything else, and this is how I'm repaid? Finding you and him-" Dean threw his hands about wildly. "Just- ugh!"
Sam fell back into the mattress when Dean disappeared into the bathroom. It wasn't his fault. The Devil made him do it, literally. Lucifer had jumped him and Sam couldn't stop him. Well, he could have. But why would he?
But then Dean showed up and Sam knew he was in for it. But it wasn't Sam's fault.
"What a blowhard," Lucifer mumbled, appearing next to Sam.
slow,but aching - erik:charles The rain hardly stopped, for it was as pounding and menacing as the hard beat of war drums across the wind. It was quite appropriate really, gray skies with undertones of gray and black across like a painter's canvas, lighting sometimes flickering the canvas with bright flashes of white and then you heard the tremendous thump of the storm cloud and raindrops come like a curtain on New York, truly, the smell of rain and tea should have been enough to please Charles Xavier, to make him feel like home; but he knew the truth, nothing will ever feel like home again. Home was where you had family, friends, company, acceptance. The manor was now all but empty, for both Alex and Sean had managed to stay at the Cassidy's estate for the holidays, making young Alexander their companion since both of his parents where nowhere to be found. Hank managed to stay here by his own accord of having nowhere to go now that he was proclaimed a Beast and well, besides Hank, no oslow,but aching - erik:charles in Romance More Like This
-Wincest- Late Night Reading It was around 3:04 in the morning, and Dean was sitting up wide awake in the living room. He sat the old wooden desk, the small lamp shining on the book he was reading. Bobby went to bed hours ago but Sam, being the stubborn little brother that he is, stayed up until he couldn't anymore. Sam's head just bobbed up and down, falling more and more asleep until he almost fell face first into the hardwood. After 10 minutes of arguing, Sam finally went upstairs, leaving Dean alone to read.-Wincest- Late Night Reading in Short Stories More Like This
Dean didn't usually read, well, he never read, but he just wasn't tired at all so he had to keep himself occupied somehow.
Dean looked up and saw Sam step down from the last step and walk into the room. "Hey. What are you doing up?"
"You woke me up when you dropped that beer bottle 5 minutes ago. I couldn't go back to sl