Star-Trekker-13

I watch him from where I sit on the couch. His hands pressed together in front of his mouth, eyes shut. He looks almost peaceful. He finds refuge in his own mind and I wish I could say the same. I can't help but stare he looks almost angelic, the sun light coming through the window behind him shines at his back and pools around his chair. He looks bright and mysterious. perfect. Oh, the words I could think of to describe the man...there's an endless list; and even with all those descriptors  I'd still feel the need to create new ones. But there's only one for me: irrelevant i could tell him I love him a million times, and he'd still woul

 You were sitting in your hammock,gently swinging in the breeze. You were finally relaxing after your boss yelling at you. Your boss happened to be Director Fury.  First it was his coffee,then it was his cocoa. You have a sigh and closed your eyes. But,from the street,in the shadows you were being watched... Waking up,you sat upright in your swing. You checked your high tech watch. 8:30 AM. You were late. "Crap!" You sighed,you knew Fury would have a fit. After arriving, you went strait to the meeting. The Avengers meeting. Once you walked in Tony grinned at you. "Hey (f/n)." He said. "Oh hey Tony." You replied. "LADY (f/n),GOOD MORNI

     You stared outside your bedroom window into the dark night, sadly. You were practically the only one without a real Valentine on Valentine's Day. Even Bobby and Rogue were going out together, for goodness sake! Well, you had Scott, but that was only because he didn't have one either.     Logan.     Where was he?     It's already been a year, just as he promised. He promised that he'd be here right on Valentine's! He swore! You felt you heart sink even deeper and the hot tears sting at your (e/c) eyes. As a fresh tear rolled down your cheek, you took the picture of you and Logan kissing on a park bench, with your arms around each othe

To say the least, your boyfriend was quite worried when you showed up on his doorstep one late December evening, shivering in only boxer shorts and a hoodie, fat tears rolling down your cheeks.  His immediate response was not to ask what the hell you were doing out at such an hour dressed so scantily as snow fell around you, but to rush you inside and sit you down on the couch, layering warm blankets on top of you before making a hot cup of tea.  Then and only then did he sit down next to you and ask, "Darling, what's wrong?" You sniffle miserably, eyes trained on the inside of your teacup as if it holds the answer you're searching for.  Tom

He looked beautiful. His cold, calculating, gray eyes scanned the controls of the hyper-advanced ship and his long, pale fingers deftly manipulated the navigation. He looked just as you remembered before the tragedy. “Khan?” you whispered from behind the captain’s chair he lounged it. His ramrod straight shoulders slumped and one hand traveled to his forehead. Without turning he spoke, “Who comes to torment me?” his cool, smooth voice washed over you; it had been much to long since you had heard his silken voice, “Which memory pulls at my heart now? Whose ghost haunts my guilt ridden conscience this time?

  Author's Note: Takes place like after everything with Voldemort, the war is over, and Draco and all them are out of Hogwarts. I think Draco would be a little over thirty in this; also, reader-chan and Draco have been dating for quite a while and they live together. Hopefully things make sense.  c: “Oh, come on Draco. It’ll be fun.” You pleaded, tugging on your boyfriend’s sleeve.   “But __y/n__, it’s such a…Muggle thing to do.”   “I know, but it’ll be fun. I promise. Please?” You pouted your lips and drew your eyebrows together, giving him the best puppy face you could manag

You were laying on the back of your large black point dun gelding, using his neck as a back rest so you could look up at the sky, when Bilbo caught up to the company. A wide smile spread across your face and you slipped from your high perch to greet him with a question, “You’ve decided to join us?” He nodded, still trying to catch his breath, and you swept him into a hug as you exclaimed, “Fantastic!” He was unsure of how to respond to your sudden affection but it didn’t matter as you quickly released him to give a wicked grin to the company of dwarves behind you, “Pay up!” There were a numbe

You woke up slowly. Your head was pounding and you couldn't think properly. “Did you miss me?” A voice said. It was then when you remembered what happened. You were kidnapped and then drugged. You began to struggle but the ropes holding you to the chair only seemed to grow tighter. You also realized that there was metal chains around your ankles. It took a second to recognize the voice that spoke. When you did your eyes widened. “How did you find me?” You asked angrily. “My dear (Y/n) I never lost you. Did you honestly think if you moved I would forget about you?” You glared at him. “Jim I don't

    You stare down at the note in defeat. Your tears had more than soaked it by now, but you had nothing else to wipe your eyes with. Really, it was nearly impossible by now.    Your smirk makes my darkest day bright.    And your laugh could make the heaviest shoulders light.    Should you love me, as I've come to love you,    Then meet me by the fountain after school--the one that's blue.       ~Kaoru    You'd gotten it in your desk that morning and you'd been ecstatic to get a declaration of love from the boy of your dreams. Little had you known that the note was meant for your twin sister, Adella. It even took Kaoru a moment to re

A/N: Set after GOTG, where the crew are chillin' in ____'s ship. "Beverages and required substances have been prepared and accomplished in the 'kitchen'." Gamora bowed before letting everyone be seated, the meal was finally from Earth. "Damn this looks good." ____ immediately stuff the double bacon cheeseburger in her mouth, the meat slightly falling out of said mouth. Gamora cringed at her unlady like actions but cautiously toyed with her salad. Groot stared blankly at the meat, Rocket had devoured his and Peter was munching through. "I second that." Peter said with a mouth full. "So attractive." ____ muffled back. "That's why you're dating

Sirens. That's all you could hear. The only sound that bounced off the walls were the loud shriek of sirens. Your eyes darted left and right, trying to think of what could be causing the noise. Slowly you got out of bed, your feet meeting the cold hardwood floor of your bedroom. A slight shiver ran down your body for unknown reason. Your hands clutched the side of the bed, your head hung low as you gulped, listening to the sound of sirens. Pushing yourself off the bed, you made your way towards the blinds. A part of you didn't want to look outside the window. Living in Gotham City was hard sometimes. Almost everyday something tragic had ma

    It had been a long time since the angel gang had gotten together with the Winchesters, who had added a new addition to their own family. (Name) was never very loud, more of a comforting, motherly presence even if she was only about fifteen. She had yet to meet any of the so called ‘angels’ and was still very skeptical of their existence. When a pack of four toddlers showed up at Bobby Singer’s doorstep everyone was confused. They had been more confused to see two of them carrying another one who appeared to be unconscious.    “Dean! Sam! It’s…uh…us….” The toddler with dark colored

  Author's Note: Not really alternate universe, but it is a bit in the sense that Fred doesn't die and he gets married to Angelina.  c: George’s eyes widened in surprise as the __h/c__-haired girl walked past him. She was gorgeous.   She turned her head slightly and he waved at her, frowning when she didn’t smile or wave back.   Fine then. He didn’t know her, why would she wave back at a stranger who probably looked like a complete lunatic? George shrugged it off, resuming his walk to Fred and Angelina’s house.   ------------- “So you’re telling me that you’re in love with a girl that you only saw

  Author’s Note: I think reader-chan would be about 15-16 in this, and has known Jack for a few years. Also, I have no idea why Jack decided to stop by reader-chan’s house at 4:30 in the morning, but for the sake of the story, I’m just gonna leave it.   “__y/n__, why are you still awake?” Jack asked, floating in through your window that you had ‘forgotten’ to close.   “Because the internet is distracting?” You offered, smiling sheepishly at him.   “It’s four thirty. Go to bed. Don’t you go back to school in like two weeks, anyway?” “Don’t remind me.R

(For Lovers) -----------------------------------------------------------    "You JERK!!" You scream loudly, throwing another lamp at your redhead's face. He ducks, avoiding the shatter just in time.    "Just listen, ___________!" Reno insists. But you just throw another fragile object towards his head.    "I've never met such an inconsiderate, frustrating, good-for-nothing child in my life!!!!" Your yells echo and vibrate the pictures hanging on the molding walls of your apartment.    "Just hang on for one second--!" You pick up one of your packed suitcases and send it sailing, too. This one actually hits its mark, connecting with Reno's

Your wandering mind became alert when your horse-drawn carriage came to a halt. You glanced out of the window and sighed. It wasn't that the sight of the Phantomhive home didn't impress you, in fact, it was just the opposite. You envied Ciel's lovely home, but the truth was you didn't want to go to this fancy ball he had invited you to and your pushy parents had forced you to go. "It would be a good opportunity to get into his good graces" they said ... "Remember what happened at the Christmas Ball?" they said. You snorted loudly. Your parents never let you forget how inappropriately you had behaved that night in front of your fellow Lords an