AntesWe are We, the Hunters of greatest knowledge and spell-blood. We use spell-words to hunt and to Change our bodies to rocks or trees. It has long been forbidden to Change to other Hunters or Hunted, or to kill others of We; yet it happened, and without it We would not be living.Antes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is that tale.
This is a tale from before the Fire, before the Dark, when the world was still green and the sky was still blue.
We had a Pack in the north, running free under the moon. The hunt was good. The Pack was strong and the prey was weak. The prey was a Hunter, a small running-Hunter; and so he turned, hissing spell-words, but he was claw- and tooth-strong, not spell-strong.
The Pack closed in. The youngest drew first blood, hissing. Wait, the running-Hunter hissed in simple-speak, but the Pack would not wait after a wounding, and they sprang upon him; yet his flesh was familiar. The youngest shrieked as the blood on her claw turned black. It was not running-Hunter blood, but spell-bloo
The Forgottan CharacterNever saw the big screenThe Forgottan Character7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dont have much of a following
Direct to DVD, they say
Practically giving it away
No special editions, no sequels, no toys
No place in the hearts of little girls and boys
Never find me anywhere, so dont even try
Cause nobody likes me, though I cant imagine why
Im not ugly, Im not mean
I know how to steal the scene
Theres not a chance that I wont take
And Im not afraid to make mistakes
Whyd you even make me just to throw me in the dirt?
If I had real feelings you can bet that theyd be hurt
Lost to the ages; timeless Im not
In month or so I know that Ill be all but forgot
R E W I N DRewind.R E W I N D4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Motions moving backwards,
Words taken back,
Actions undoing themselves.
You stand in a world of chaos,
Everything moving the wrong way,
You cant hold on on anything,
Its all vanishing, losing form,
like ashes in the wind.
As you rewind your life,
Grades taken back,
Mistakes are never done,
Laughs and firends are lost,
Nothing has any weight,
Its a clean start,
To never have done mistakes.
But to never have loved,
To laughed, to cried,
To found those that love you back.
Those that accepted you,
and your weird habbits.
So you think again,
is it worth it?
Playing With Your HairWhen everybody dreams of pixies I dream of you,Playing With Your Hair4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The puffiness under your eyes,
Making your smiles always so pretty,
And the sincere love in your eyes that makes me ever so happy.
It could have been your lovely voice,
Or the very act of whispering that took my heart.
Whispers of everything I ever wanted there to be,
Betraying everything I needed you to see.
And no one should let true love sift through their fingers like dreams,
Because it's just too preciously rare these days,
Unlike all the infatuations in the world,
And the unending love I have for you.
First time making loveTrembling lips gently grazeFirst time making love7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
while soft hands explore
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
in our romantic pantomime
this is to me
Making love for the first time
The ForecasterMy brother's solemn predictions often landed him in trouble, even though he was frequently correct. One morning he placed his trembling hands on my shoulders. I was busy, fishing. But I knew at once from the pressure of his fingers, from the grave way he spoke my name that something was amiss. "Tae," he whispered, "Atlantis is sinking."The Forecaster4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I remember my first reaction was to laugh. Shau shook me, frustrated. "I do not jest!" he hissed. "I am certain, Tae."
Brushing away his palms, I cast my gaze to the river. There had not been a single quirk of the line. I adored Shau, yet, I despised his antic, paranoid ways: he would never be a hunter. "You have frightened away our meal! Please attend your duties, Shau. Stop fretting. The continent is fine."
Shau did not relent; he twisted my wrist until I was forced to heed.
Smile Smile Smile, My Little Pony FIM TabGuitar Tab for Smile Smile Smile, from MLP Friendship is MagicSmile Smile Smile, My Little Pony FIM Tab3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
by Daniel Ingram
Transposed and tabbed by Erik Berg, using lyrics from Mr Mediocre.
C C/D C/E C/G
My name is Pinkie Pie (Hello!)
C C/D C/E C/D
And I am here to say (How ya doin?)
Am G C Em F G
I'm gonna make you smile, And I will brighten up your day!
C C/D C/E C/G
It doesn't matter now, (What's up?)
[APH]Summer flu- America x PiriDisclaimer: I do not own Philippines, she belongs to her respective owner. I do not own America/Alfred, France/Francis, England/Arthur and the others. If I did, I'll be the happiest gal in our house.[APH]Summer flu- America x Piri2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
ONTO THE STORY!
Maria, or the embodiment of the Republic of the Philippines, was always the type to switch her worry to the brim. Whether the one she's concerned about was a past enemy or former charge, she didn't care as long as her worry is in full throttle.
And just like today, Maria is in 'worrywart-mode'. Wondering who's she worried about?
He is the self-proclaimed 'Hero' of the world and the superpower of it too. His goofy grin was the obvious mark that he is what he is rumored to be. Whoever asked who this guy is up until now must be a newbie in the APH fandom. And to the peeps who already knew, give me a smile!
In the streets of the United States of America, more precisely in New York, a tanned lady ran past each perso
Given Up - USPH"Philippines!"Given Up - USPH3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Filipina turned at the sound of her name, soon greeted by the most familiar of blue eyes. He beamed at her as usual, not noticing the pained look she sported. If only he knew
"Yes America? Did you need something?"
"No, I'm just so happy to see you again! You don't know how much I missed you since I was away are you okay?"
He placed a chaste kiss on her tan-skinned cheeks which slowly turned red at the contact. His lips led their way onto hers and despite the mixed emotions the girl contained, she kissed back - just like she's always done before.
"They didn't hurt you, did they?"
"Did Japan come by again?"
"Ah, no, but America, I need to tell you somethi-"
"Were there any attacks?"
"No, but Ameri-"
"Did your guerillas strike again?"
"How did it go?"
He faced the Filipina with a look of surprise and waited for her to speak. Worry sunk in for a few moments and as he saw the frown the woman had, that feeling only grew.
12-17-11PHILIPPINES'S P.O.V. (POINT OF VIEW):12-17-113 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I almost died.
I could tell it by the looks on my face.
The dark areas surrounding my eyes, my pale skin and my shivering insides because of a terrible illness. I cannot breath, nor see everything around me clearly.
My body was feeling so cold, and my hands can't stop from trembling.
Even my eyes can't stop from shedding these tears.
My forehead feels hot. I can't eat nor sleep properly. I am stuck on my bed for days, and all I could do during those times was to watch everything on the television.
I convinced my Boss to let me help them, despite of my condition. I also received lots of calls lately, especially from my fellow Nations who were my close friends. They say that they are dead worried about me. I can't hide a smile on my face.
That night, I cried.
I simply cried myself to sleep, carrying all these ill feelings of pity, depression and, at the same time, happiness and gratefulness that there are those people who do care for me.
APH: Existence 2 - IsolationAlone In a very chaotic placeAPH: Existence 2 - Isolation3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Is anybody here?!"
She wanders to a very haunting and destructed place Everything is empty
"Alfred?! Matthew?! Daniel?! Where are you?"
She saw nothing but destruction
"Why is nobody answering?"
She is very frustrated Tears are falling in her face She is helpless She is hopeless
"Why..." She is crying for help and she knelt due to her hopelessness
Then she saw a piece of piercing broken glass
She picked it up, held it in both hands, aimed the edge against her chest, and
She woke up.
What a nightmare! Cold sweat is flowing in her face and her heartbeat is getting heavy. That was scary!
Then after a few seconds of grasping the reality, she looked to her surroundings. It is still night time. Where am I? What am I doing here?
Perla woke up in a dark cell-looking room where her hands are cuffed. Another nightmare comes, this time, it's real.
Randoom FoldersRandoom Folders4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
.:Spring Break Fever APH:.~Prologue~.:Spring Break Fever APH:.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
American House (9:35 A.M.)
"ALL RIGHT!! Spring break here I come!!!" said Alfred running towards his large bedroom to start packing. The winter had Alfred whining to be back in bed, rather than sitting in conference meeting while Arthur and Ludwig are trying effortlessly to solve the new-found problems in Europe. Not to mention the constant and heavy snowstorms that blocked the front door to his house and the snow was high enough to drown him. But forgetting the winter season, Alfred was more than happy to embrace the sunny skies of spring. After quickly packing for the break, he decided to spend the week annoying his ex-colonizer and brotherly-figure, Arthur Kirkland. He then took out his cell and quickly dialed Arthur's house.
Meanwhile in the house of England, Arthur was quietly asleep dreaming of his pirate days when he was at his most powerful state. As he was dreaming, the images shifted into the times he spent with his ex-colonies: Singapore, India, Hong Kong, Austral
TristezaTristeza9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-Até quando vai durar isto?Estou farto destas idas e voltas.
-Até tu deixares que dure.
-E como é que eu faço? Não é um simples carregar no botão.
-Se quizeres eu carrego.
-Gosto de ti.
-Eu também gosto de ti.
-E não te quero triste, ok? Promete.
-Oh...mas eu estou triste agora...
-Mas não podes.
-Porque eu não quero.
depois de te ires embora
-Eu também não...e olha para mim. Não consigo suportar estas recaídas. Tu sabes...eu já te contei. Tu mostraste-me aquele texto lindo que eu tomei como meu. Fizeste-me chorar com ele. Mas eu não tenho essa força, não consigo ser tão forte. Por vezes consigo. E não sinto que esteja a ser falso, realmente consigo me concentrar aonde estou e com quem estou. Mas em noites como esta, nem as lágrimas consigo que me corram pela cara abaixo. E cansado de falar disto com toda a gente. Cansado de não seguir os meus próprios conselhos. Cansado de me dizerem para fazer aquilo que não consigo fazer. Só me faz sentir nojo de mim pró
APH: Existence 7 - EngageIn an apartment at Fornase, 17.2 km. to Venice, ItalyAPH: Existence 7 - Engage6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Huh?! What was that? A voice?
Someone’s calling me? A woman?
“HEY GIO!! WAKE UP!!”
Gio snaps out of his sleep in the table as he gets up quickly and saw a brunette guy…
“HEY!!! You…” Gio angrily responded to his comrade, Tom.
“Sorry buddy but isn’t this the time you wake up? Look at the clock, you sleepy knucklehead!”
He looks at the clock near the kitchen; it is already 9:47 AM.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE ME UP SOONER?!” Gio shouts
“I DID! BUT YOU ARE AS COLD AS OIL YOU FREAK!!” Tom shouts
“Now now now… You two… How about a cup of coffee for you guys?” Rinna breaks in as the two are going to have a bad fight… again…
“Alright…” the two weakly replies to the blonde pony tailed girl’s suggestion and sits in the wooden dining chair.
Piano PlayingI am a pianistPiano Playing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you are my piano, dear.
I play minuets along your ribcage,
Write love songs on your arms,
And press your vertebrae like keys
To let soft chords fill the empty space.
Your hairs are the resounding strings,
Your lips are polished brass pedals
That make everything loud and soft at the same time.
Kissing you makes the whole world shift up an octave.
I am a pianist
And you are my piano, dear
So let's write a duet in the dark.
Sonnet : Turn of fateWhat may endless voids of thy love fill?Sonnet : Turn of fate5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No feeling nor mortal is befitting,
Anguish and agony that thou didst kill,
Now rule in my mind without submitting,
Those doves that once in frolic had twittered,
On dying love now scavenge like vultures,
The refuge once that your image catered,
Incarcerates my soul in sepulchres,
Words no more give warmth nor convey meaning,
In feeble fading feelings finding faith,
Beliefs concrete once, now fall careening,
The miracle of love, now ghastly wraith,
Such turn of fate accompanied you leave,
Thy memories oint while thy actions grieve...
Chapter Two"The Chaotic World Conference Are they---Chapter Two4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"The Chaotic World Conference Are they---?"
After two hours of non-stop verbal squabble and a near-fatal
attack of tomatoes versus hamburgers (don't ask, XD), Spain and America disappeared in sight. Spain came back wearing a smug smile; while the other
members came one by one.
Romano and Italy came in first; the former dragging the
latter. "Big bro's so mean, ve! Let me go now, ve!" Italy whined as he tried to
drag himself away from his brother's steel grip. Romano gave him a pissed look,
as he finally loosed him. "I told you not to creep on my bed last night, did
"Ve~? But I'm so sleepy, ve~! Germany's door was locked so I
came to yours, ve~!"
Maria; a bit disturbed, looked at Germany, who blushed and
shook his head. "Papa.." she said as she lightly tugged at Spain's coat; who tore his amused (*and sexy//gets hit) green eyes
APH: It's More Fun with the Philippines!Spain smiled, confident that his new colony would learn quickly and make him proud.APH: It's More Fun with the Philippines!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ok mija, it is time for you to learn Spanish!"
"Opo Papa!" the little girl beamed up to her father-figure, golden brown eyes gleaming with curiosity and eagerness.
"First: 'Como esta?' is 'How are you?' Can you say that?"
The older brunette sweat-dropped as his smile remained steadfast planted on his tanned face. He held up a pencil and tried again with the child.
The ever cheerful Spaniard dragged the lesson on by pointing to a picture of a hastily drawn stereotypical stick family drawn on the chalkboard.
Spain pointed to his pet bull.
He pointed to England.
He gestured to her.
He pointed to his face.
Spain dropped his head in pitiful, pathetic failure as he ran a hand through his shaggy hair.
"Dios mio, she's even more hopeless than Romano "
WolfsongWolfsongWolfsong12 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the still night
In the pale moon
In the thrill of the hunt
In the heat of your room
In the love of the pack
In the sky of black
In heaven's clutch
In your silken touch
Now the night is ours and we run free
Wont you come down and hunt with me?
Tonight we brake our mortal chains
And together we shall set the whole world aflame
And I wish this night would never end
Now run with me, silent speed
Kill clean, feel free
Forget what they want you to be
Cause when you run with the wolves
There's just the passion to see
Now I know that nothing lasts forever still
But I know that this short moment with you will
Silent we close for the perfect kill
There has never been a sweeter pill
As beautiful as the stars
As pure as any angel
A fire in our two hearts
The wolf is yours eternal
And we live with the love of the pack
Pick us up when we fall back
And the link that calls enchants us
So we know that nothing can touch us
Can you feel the connection?
The bond within
The Darkness Within The Pearl [Chapter 8](Re_birthday By Kagamine Len)The Darkness Within The Pearl [Chapter 8]2 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Uwaaa! Philip? Nice name!" Hungary cooed. "Sooo, you know Piri?"
"Err... Yeah, you can say that.." Philip replied. He turned back to the others. "Sooo, who wants to be in my group?"
Almost all of the girls' hands sprung up like a frog, Philip sweatdropped, and some of the guys made a jealous face. Taiwan stood in front of Philip, and pointed at him. "Nii-san!" She said. Everyone else sweatdropped while Philip was a little taken back. "W-wait... What?!" Taiwan frowned, and said, "So.. You don't want to be my big brother?.." She made puppy eyes and looked as if she was about to cry. "N-no! Wait, of course I wanna be your big brother! I was just a little surprised, that's all!"
"Yay!" She squealed and glomped him. Hong Kong's face was emotionless as always, but he was obviously jealous. When China and Hong Kong finally pried her off of the valet, they scolded her for randomly glomping a very important person, let alone call him her "b
Tell Her -USxPH-Alfred sat up from his bed, feeling groggy after another night of international conferences. As usual, it was barraged with heated arguments which was ironic since the nations were supposed to be solving problems and not making moreTell Her -USxPH-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alfred sighed. Yeah, sure it was the norm for all of the countries, but he knew that there was something different about that particular meeting. He stood up from his bed and walked across his hotel room to the window.
As he watched the sun rising slowly, he remembered how much ruckus the nations created before Ludwig shut them all up (as usual). But then he also recalled the way he wasn't himself that time you know, that normal hero self of his
Because she wasn't there.
Alfred gripped the railing of his window as he knowingly felt his heart clench. It was supposed to be the first time she would attend an international meeting in England, and he knew she was really excited. He recalled how she rambled on about how much she dr
A Life Lesson on How to Livei.A Life Lesson on How to Live4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Learn how to hear when there is no sound. Listen to the last heartbeats of a dead man, for they will tell you how to hold on, and how to let go, but you are the only one that can choose between the two. Hear the sorrow of a silent criminal at a confessional, because it can tell you where the line is and how to cross, but it's up to you to decide if you want to or not. Listen to the chemistry between two lovers and you will learn how to appreciate the love in everything people do.
Uncover how to see in the darkness, because it's a whole lot more important than anyone ever expects. Look at the hues of red in the night sky and the neon colors beneath the snow and they will show you that what you see is what you get, but not everything is what it seems. See the emptiness that shines from fake smiles and you will realize that everybody lies. Look at the world with your eyes closed and determine that this is the only way you will ever be able to see. Now decide if you want to or not.