Art is a...girl? 3A~Sasori & Shinju~Art is a...girl? 3A3 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Sasori sat in his office looking over the information Shinju had giving him on Yuki. He raised an eyebrow interested in the missing information that wasn’t gathered with all the files. It seemed like the sweet girl had some skeletons in her closet she didn’t want anybody else to know about.
“Is this all you could find,” he didn’t look at the woman, while she brushed back a brown bang from her face and nodded.
“Yes,” she said, “for the most part she is clean,” she watched the red head shuffle through the folder trying to find any information that could be of use or any reason why the Uchiha is interested in such an obstacle.
There was silence in the office space. Shinju stood silently besides her boss waiting for the next order of business. The Akatsuki’s had been doing a lot of secret meetings lately and Sasori had been busy handing any less important jobs for his sectary.
“Why is this girl so important
Tick-TockAll alone I sitTick-Tock4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Awaiting with no avail
With broken dreams and lost hope
Deep down knowing
You will never return
To this place called Earth
Never again will I see your face in person
A heart filled with sorrow
No matter how much time passes
No matter how many minutes or hours tick pass
No matter how many ticks or tocks the clock makes
I'll be here sitting
Missing your warm embrace
The way you could always make me smile
The comfort you brought me
Missing how you could always cheer me up
I love you and rest in peace
My Broken HeartMy heartMy Broken Heart4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Poem For MomA Poem for MomA Poem For Mom4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Ambre Moorhous
Your scars will fade,
They'll be replaced with jade,
Just as beautiful as always,
For you it's a bit of a haze.
I don't mind,
Because you've always been kind,
You always take care of me,
I wish that is how it could always be.
Your time is too short,
I think we're reaching the end of the court,
I don't want you to ever go,
Just the thought makes me feel so low.
I know you don't like to see me in tears,
But I'm telling you all my fears,
I can't help but cry,
When the thought makes me want to die.
You don't know yet,
Quite how I feel I bet,
I'm still just your baby,
You think so too maybe?
I still need your hand,
To lead me to a kinder land,
But when you're in pain,
You don't have much to gain.
But you can't leave me,
You hold such an important key,
I couldn't go on without you,
I hope you feel the same too.
Even in the dead cold of December,
Remember me too,
I will always love you.
Alanna' story, Lilly's Marinate, Who's Ti? IntroHi my name is Alanna and this is my story. It will be written as journal entires.Alanna' story, Lilly's Marinate, Who's Ti? Intro4 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
May 2, 2015, 10:01 PM
I was just your average white 10 year old you know, interested in the internet, loves sugar, though I preferred to keep my brown hair short. Then my dad died. He was the only one I really ever cared for. I was a adopted child you know. My "family" loves me. They truly do ,but he was the only who truly understood me. I was the freak who was to smart for her age and didn't deserve to be with my classmates just because I was young. The only reason I was so smart is because I love to read. Before my dad died we both read books in his little library in the basement. But a year or so after he had died we moved. My mom wanted to be closer to family so we moved to California. At my new school I was bullied but hey I was used to it. In fact the only grade I was truly never bullied in was kindergarten. Now I'm a 12 and 1/2 year old 8th grader. I was always a well behaved ch
about a guystanding in the showerabout a guy4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
happiness, not a trace
trying to forget your face.
love isn't a feeling, but a place
a deep, warm embrace.
golden brown eyes and an intellectual disposition
you were my new acquisition, making
me forget all my inhibitions.
a more than friendly inquisition.
i had to erase you.
put you in a box and encase you.
quickly efface you.
wishing i were in some interstellar space with you.
feelings so strong they started to become parasitic,
but did i really give a fuck?
after all you were sadistic.
.:The fight for her love:. Chapter 10DMK x Rona x MK.:The fight for her love:. Chapter 104 hours ago in Drama More Like This
Dark meta knight couldn't believe who he was looking at,it was the puff who had killed him.....it was Kirby.
"Ahhh!.....Kirby.....it's been a while"dark meta knight smirks,stares at the young knight who kills him. Kirby was staring at him and had a death stare look on his face"not long enough!"dark meta knight starts to walk around on the sides"ooohhhh,holding a grudge are we,you know the war been over 15 years ago...."
Kirby kept on staring at dark meta knight"then maybe you should go back to the dark hole,once you came from!"he yells at dark meta knight,DMK stops walking and grins underneath his mask and the same time he chuckles"in that deep dark place,I think I like it here and I would leave until I have that women to be my queen!"Kirby move his body to the side,he had his two hands and forms them into fists"then maybe I should send you there by force!"dark meta knight growls and pulls his sword out and charges at Kirby,Kirby pulls out his as well and waits for his
[FE:A] Gregor : Loyalty[FE:A] Gregor : Loyalty4 hours ago in Humor More Like This
***Please read the artist description below for info to why this piece even exists!***
Gregor was currently in the mess hall having a drinking competition with Vaike and Sully, and if he didn’t know better he’d think he was losing. But, he did know better and knew that there was no way he could lose. Considering that Vaike was already teetering in his chair and Sully was slowing down. He had this competition in the bag, and soon a purse full of gold as well. The three were moving onto their sixth glass when Chrom entered the mess hall and made his way through the crowd that had gathered over to Gregor.
“Gregor can I speak with you?” Chrom asked, placing a hand on the mercenary’s shoulder.
“Yes, yes, but can it be waiting? Gregor is in the middle kicking comrade’s butts,
Toxic InfatuationShe watched him fail each time sending his royal ass to prison where he justed wasted his time reading books. Morgana pitied the fallen prince knowing that if he used his full potential he would be ruling the universe instead of spending time in a miserable cell.Toxic Infatuation4 hours ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The mermaid glares at the blonde man who wielded the hammer, Mjolnir and stomps around like an arrogant child making those foolish girls swoon over him. Her tail whipped the water in anger forming a small tidal wave as Morgana witnessed another girl falling for the pompous oaf of a prince. In her opinion Prince Loki deserves the throne and inwardly she has made up her mind to help the trickster fulfil his dream of becoming king.
Morgana caught sight of the raven haired man sitting by the water's edge looking lost in his thoughts. she thought Mermaids were known for their enticing song that ensnares their prey and leads them to their death, but she is going to use her voice to influence Loki's mind.
Otogibanashi saigo no PEEJ
i'm sorry.i was going to write a poem here,i'm sorry.4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the words fell off the pages.
the poet inside of me
died months ago.
i know now that i'm most alive
when i can feel myself dying.
A Love Poem for____Fill in the Blank____I can’t claim to know that much about love.A Love Poem for____Fill in the Blank____5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I’m not talking about the love you have
For family, the kind that comes with being born
Even when those people of your blood do wrong.
For friends, you choose to love them
Cause you love em for their idea bounce-ability,
You love them because they become family
Once you start loving them you can’t hate them
Even after everything goes down dark coiling paths.
I know that love well enough, I was born in it
And I’m pretty sure I’ll die in it.
Naw, at this point
I’m talking about the love
That a poet can break their soul over
That love that can drive all who is experience it
To this constant state of hunger
Once you commit yourself to romantic notions.
Love emotionally and all around physically
There is no being single without remembering
The times where you held each other
The times where your fingers phased through
That perfect flesh to caress beating hearts.
Tickling the heated vessels and nerve endings
Day 9: Hanging Out with FriendsLight and darkness took turns within the small room, going back and forth with each other as the lights flickered. The casual chattering fell to an excited murmur as the inhabitants rushed to sit down.Day 9: Hanging Out with Friends5 hours ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on, Drew! That's the two-minute warning!" May grabbed the green-haired boy by the arm and began to walk towards their seats. The three stools facing the raised platform were simple, but they sufficed.
"I'm coming. I'm coming," he reassured her as he sat by her side.
"Even though you don't really care about fashion, you can at least appreciate the creativity and craftsmanship," May whispered, looking at him sternly.
Drew seemed startled by her attitude. "Who says I don't care about fashion?" he responded, genuinely puzzled.
"I've seen your wardrobe, hon. That's all I have to say," she responded with a twinkle in her eye and a light-hearted smirk.
Drew looked taken aback, possibly offended, but then he chuckled softly. He was preparing to tease her in return, but then Kenny, who was
xciv. you are the stardust between my sheetssilently our bodiesxciv. you are the stardust between my sheets6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
meld together in waves
of hot and cold as our
arms and legs tangle
like comets dancing at
the feet of Orion,
your soft and lecherous
lips sweep across my
stinging cheeks as your
delicate fingers work orbits
around my hips leaving
stardust trails in their wake;
we are two bodies bound
to collide like the brilliant
colors of the northern lights
for we are cosmic lovers:
you are my shining galaxy
and I am a black hole--
I will swallow you whole.
Hidden.I can't touch you;Hidden.6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's not the limits,
It's not your being,
It's who I am.
I can't love you;
It's the desire,
It's the need,
I can't with you:
It's the love,
It's the touch:
I need to much.
I'll hurt you in ways
You wouldn't expect,
The scars you'll have
Will lie in your heart
And on your skin;
I'm too afraid to love,
To touch a being,
Because I'm crazy:
You can't trust me.
I'll hurt you,
And not in any
For the beast
Will love you too.
Fan fic.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※Prolog※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※Fan fic.6 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Joshua Dickinson was, by all meanings of the word, normal. And a, relatively, average bloke he ate, he slept, he worked, he lived, he existed. He did however differ greatly from most people in one way; he refused to believe anything that he couldn't prove in some physical or visual way. So he didn't believe in the bible, Qur'an, or Torah, or anything religious for that matter. He didn't even believe in the big bang theory. This being said, he was a genius of a man, although only having an IQ of 47, he excelled with those of Eisenstein's stacher and did this on a daily basis. For you see he worked at one of the most prestigious universities in the world. But, unknown to him [or anyone for that matter], all this was about to change.
Incendiary 1Chapter 1 – IgniteIncendiary 16 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
You quietly walked behind the happy couple, who were giggling, blushing, and bumping hands. You swallowed hard and stared at the ground.
What was the point of Gilbert asking me to come along to this stupid thing?!
Oh right, Gilbert was asking your best friend and his long time crush, Elizaveta, to be his girlfriend today, and he needed you to be there for moral support. You and Gilbert had known each other since childhood, and you and Eliza had been friends since fourth grade.
A sigh escaped your lips. You knew this was coming ever since Roderick left to study abroad in some foreign country during the second year of high school. Gilbert had helped comfort her when he just sent her an email as a break up. Eventually, they were nearly inseparable and were everywhere together. You, on the other hand, were demoted to the third wheel.
Gilbert whispered something into her ear and she giggled. Your heart clenched tightly. You wished that he would say that
Our secret between me and youOur secret between me and youOur secret between me and you7 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Sitting in the corner all alone.
Checking messages on your cell phone.
I know, I can see it in your eyes,
Sick and tired of being left out.
You can’t understand what life’s about,
Completely fed up with all the lies.
Your face is too pretty to be blue,
In this land we make all the rules,
I’ll always see you after school,
Our secret between me and you.
Come on and get up, come grab my hand.
Forget those haters, let’s go have fun.
We’ll laugh and dance about in the sun,
It will be our fantasy land.
Oh wow, it’s been years since back then,
We probably had a million lives,
We’ve done stupid stuff and haven’t died.
Though we could say we didn’t pretend.
You know, you will always have my heart,
Its weird, how we started out as friends,
I hope this love story never ends,
I pray to god that we never part.
Your face is too handsome to be blue,
In this land we make all the r
For the sake of love. (GhiraXOC) P12For the sake of love. (GhiraXOC) P127 hours ago in Romance More Like This
"So tell me again what happened?" I raised my eyebrow at Ghirahim, quietly munching on deku-nut bread.
"Why? I've told you about a million times!" He shouted, flailing his arms in the air.
"Because I just find it funny."
"How?" I shrugged.
"Just do." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"You are truthfully stubborn."
I looked at myself in my vanity. Ghirahim had given me a new dress, and expected me to meet him in the courtyard at sundown. The dress was similar to his attire.
Diamond cut-outs went down the sleeves, along with one on my back. One diamond on each knee, and down. I feel so different... So, diamondy... I did my hair off to the side, some strands flowing down my back. Light make-up, and red diamond earrings.
"Holy shit." I muttered, looking outside.
It was almost sundown. I quickly grabbed my white heels, placing them on my feet and walking to the courtyard. But I was actually quite shocked of what was outside my
albus \\ leviWhite.albus \\ levi7 hours ago in Romance More Like This
It is an achromatic color, literally a "color without color", composed of a mixture of frequencies of the light of the visible spectrum. White is the color most often associated with perfection, the good, honesty, cleanliness, the beginning, the new, neutrality, and exactitude.
It represented purity, innocence, wholeness and completion. It represented new beginnings and impartiality. It gave off a sense of protection and encouragement, peace and calm, and comfort and hope. White opens the way for the creation of anything the mind can conceive
He thought nothing could possibly make it any more beautiful.
Until he saw you.
It was one of those moments where everything seemed to be put on pause. Where you brain and body had to cease function, just to process what eye saw.
Your hair was tailored elegantly and your face donned a closed smile. Your hands, covered in silk gloves, held a bouquet of pale pink peonies. Yes, you were an imperfect woman but, in his eyes, you were unparallele
The Only Person EverYou are the only personThe Only Person Ever7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my life
who ever asked permission
to be a part of it,
the only one who didn’t
kick down the door like some
overrated crime show crackdown,
the only one who ever
who ever wiped his feet
on the doormat and not me,
who thought to ask how I’m doing,
how I feel, what I think,
thought to ask me anything at all,
who genuinely cared
if I had anything at all
the only one who didn’t fall
or get dropped into it,
you are the only person
in my life
who ever got there
Sweet Investigations Part OneLonging...Sweet Investigations Part One7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Chess glanced up from the book, eyeing him closely. He had his nose in a Physics book. As far as she could tell, he was completely unaware of his surroundings. Perfect. She went back to blankly staring at the cheasy romance novel in her hands; she had to play the part. She glanced over the railing of the second story of the bookstore. Young teens and college students sat at tables in the cafe reading books or studying. The employees were typing on their computers, some of them were assisting customers. Customers. Wouldn't it have been nice if she was just a customer? Not an agent, hunting down a fugitive but a customer who was actually looking for a new book to read. When 'Chess had been a young teen ager, only twelve years of age, all she had wanted was to become an agent of Paragon. Every morning she would wake up and beg her mother to allow her to begin training. She would recieve the usual answer, "you're too young. You could get seriously injured. I refuse to allow my
OGW Member: Christopher the Crucifier Bio/Ref*Basic Info*OGW Member: Christopher the Crucifier Bio/Ref7 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Killer name: Christopher the Crucifier
Real Name: Christopher Allen.
Other Nicknames Given to him by other people//his victims:
The Red-Masked Crucifier.The Psychotic Atheist.Torturous Roman (Though he isn't actually Roman)Lost Hope.Nicknames that he usually goes by: Christopher, Chris, The Crucifier.
D.O.B: November 12, 1995.
Age: 20 years old.
Mother: Melinda Allen (Deceased)
Father: Jonathan Allen (Deceased)
Uncle: Benjamin Allen (Deceased)
Appearance: Chris wears a red mask that has yellow prism-like eyes and a black cross (the cross is shaped to looks like one of those wooden crosses, which people were crucified on, back in medieval times) on it. He also wears a dark gray jacket (no hood) with a black T-Shirt underneath, along with a pair of Jeans, a dark brown holster that he carries his mallet in, and lastly, he wears black and red sho
always time for youone look from you could stop the hands of time,always time for you7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and still cruel sand from crashing like a blade.
the clock ticks ever down, I still hear its chime,
we must never forget this promise made.
within your eyes, I still see each season
float by like lost leaves carried down the stream.
my heart knows your heart, there lies the reason,
to never doubt, never give up this dream.
there is no time where you are, nor where I
see the horizons that reach forever,
where doves take flight like minutes pass us by.
your heart is here with mine - shall not sever.
bound as one, our hourglass, our dream stays strong,
with red strings of fate, you and I belong.