BLC2 Full View PleaseBLC2 Full View Please10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Verbal silence ensued for a good 6.34 minutes before Kagome found that she could no longer take the tension. It was like she was being held where she sat by particularly strong saran wrap. Clearing her throat, she looked around for her sack, and then stood. "Since the group split up, I don't suppose any hunting can happen now."
Inuyasha blinked from his post. Hunting...all the hotel-searching and ensuing madness had allowed his mind to ignore his stomach's pleas. Now it dawned on him that neither he nor Kagome had eaten. Food. That was the perfect excuse to completely forget any of the bullshit revolving around this "akai netsu-whatever" thing. But...he did have to talk to Kagome, and for some reason looking down to answer her was much harder than usual.
"Wh...what, you didn't bring any food in there?" He stammered, glancing at Kagome's obese yellow backpack. Kagome was already sorting through her assortment of essentials.
"Anou...I think we already at most of it.."
"What? How much is
Aime's KissesAime's Kisses4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey Vulpes!" Aime called, voice as sweet as honey.
He turned, wondering what she wanted. Usually she only used this voice when she had some sort of unpleasant intent. "Yes" his satin voice responded.
Her sweet smile turned slightly sinister before she continued. "Can I ask you something?"
An odd question, usually she would just bluntly ask him, and her slightly sinister look caught him both slightly off guard and confused. He turned his head slightly, waiting for her to continue.
"Do you want a kiss?" the sickenly sweet voice continued as she stepped towards him boldly, sinisterly seductive smile on her face.
To say he was baffled would be a gross understatement. Observing her body language, he almost seemed like he wasn't going to have a choice. He could stop her, bind her, leave her to the coyotes, but would he really want to do that? As she took another step forward, he was still slightly paralyzed by the odd question. She leaned closer to him, turning his face away from her
A Small Pink BearA Small Pink Bear6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A small pink bear, a gift of love
Still holds the memory
of a 'Thank you' never said
Autumn leaves slowly decending in the suns golden light
Nature falls a sleep, birds of north take flight
As the year grows older, night consumes the dawn
Unknowing, your fading.
Beloved and loving you blessed the winter born child
A small pink bear, a gift undenied
You were the earthbound angel, no hate could you wield
Yet one day, what we celebrate took you away
A small pink bear, a gift of love
Still holds the memory
of a 'Thank you' never said
Sunrise, sunset, winter, spring, summer, autumn,
Seasons pass us by, dust covers everything
while memories and sephia photos are forgotten
The children never learn your kindest smile
But even though you're gone
your kindess echoes through the ages
causing the winterborn child, now grown, to cry
she never knew how much she was like you...
But through the years
The small pink bear is still loved
It is the 'Thank You'
She could never give
Manika: Teddy's ConfessionManika: Teddy's Confession11 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
IT WAS SAID that Manika had been crafted out of pain. As a means of expressing whatever it was that had begun to claw at the insides of a man's heart.
And he – our "Father", the one being who created us, was so much like the Christian God who made the world and man upon that world, all because He could not think to exist in nothingness and the void of utter silence.
And so, upon carving out two eyes, he bestowed upon a simple block of wood the vision of something so close to whatever it is that makes humans what they are. By painting these eyes, he opened up the worlds and layers that show the complexities of a soul yet to be in full fruition.
By shaping lips that did not exactly smile nor frown, he gave the form a personality and a voice to speak for it. The purpose of such a shape, was to mimic people as truthfully as he could – for no one person was always altogether happy, nor always altogether sad.
He also gave her two hands, his way, perhaps, of showing his own need to
OuroborosIt was obvious that Scratch didnt belong.Ouroboros6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
For starters, his coat colour was all wrong. With the exception of Ned, who possessed a rather handsome coal-black layer of fur, every rat in the laboratory was a sparkling, immaculate white. Scratch was the same dirty grey as the neglected piping runs outside. Secondly, he was young. The others, even Ned, were all quite old. Hyram, the leading rat and often simply called the Admiral, was jokingly said to be immortal.
It was also obvious that most of the other rats did not appreciate his presence. After all, they belonged, and he did not. They had been born and raised in this laboratory, the most prestigious analysis and research facility of all. Scratch was well, no one cared to even ask which laboratory he had come from. It didnt matter, after all, because there was no other laboratory in the world like this one.
In fact, Scratch would not have even moved to the laboratory if Ned hadnt requested a re
StarFox FanFiction Chapter 4Chapter Four: Uncertain DiscoveriesStarFox FanFiction Chapter 411 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey! What was that about!?" the falcon blurted, his anger clouding the awareness of his surrounding.
"Please…be quiet," said the ursine girl with her frail little voice, "Everyone is sleeping. They're trying to be fully rested, for we'll soon arrive at our new home. My sister and I were so excited, after all the bad things had happened, we were going to start anew, but the council doesn't quite feel the same, as you probably noticed…"
"Uh-huh…" Falco said, obviously not caring as he tried looking around the room. He could just make out the images of tall shelves that encircled the round room, a glass sphere in the center of the ceiling, allowing starlight to flutter on the runic tiled floor.
"You're excited too, are you not?" the girl asked, trying to be polite, "That's why you're up so late like my sister and I, right?"
"What? No. Listen kid…"
"Actually, I was trying to sleep, but my sister Myst snuck out a few minutes ago. When I heard footsteps n
StarFox FanFiction PrologueOf Rupture and RaptureStarFox FanFiction Prologue11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*Prerequisite: this takes place immediately after Star Fox Adventures, so if you haven't played it, you probably won't understand it (playing the other Star Fox games wouldn't hurt, either). Also note that I do not own any of the mentioned characters or places; they are all © Nintendo.
The ongoing sea of stars seemed more resplendent than ever before tonight, and for good reason, for somewhere in those depths was the Great Fox. The giant ship was not a stranger to this section of space, and it was still in poor shape. But, for the first time in four years, the ship contained all four members of its famous organization—the Star Fox Team.
Their widely-known, practically legendary leader, Fox McCloud, had a strong feeling of satisfaction taking over him. Sitting in the head of the mother-ship, his suit, boots and jacket, fit for action as they were, remained stained and tattered from his most recent adventure. In fact, this particular mission was probably the most p
StarFox FanFiction Chapter 17Chapter 17: Departure of the Lost SoulsStarFox FanFiction Chapter 1710 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I hate this!" said Falco as he continued to fly circles around the monstrous tree, loosing count some time after thirty.
"Hmm?" the old hare, with his head down and his arms folded, barely acknowledged the falcon's blurts of impatience.
"Just floating around like idiots while Fox is doing who knows what! I can't stand it!"
"What's the matter?" said Slippy "Can't stand going five minutes without blasting someone's brains out? Heheh."
"…You better shut the fuck up, Slippy. I'm in no mood."
"You could just tell us what you've been doing the past four years while we wait. Since you never bothered trying to make contact with us, I'm sure it'll entertain us for a while."
"Do you like pissing me off, frog boy? 'Cause that's just what you're doing!"
"Will you two knock it off? I swear you're like two children!" hollered Peppy, "I'll admit…when Fox went alone against Andross, I thought that would be the last time I'd worry about like him like that." Unli
Vampire DestinyVampire Destiny11 years ago in Horror More Like This
He knew her hunger would show itself sooner or later, but this was way sooner than he would have expected, or hoped. Once this night was over it would have decided her fate. He knew one too many new vampires who had fed and gone insane on the blood lust. She had certain advantages other new vampires didn't have. She was being taken care of by the vampire who had made her, which was rare as new vampires were usually left to fend for themselves once changed. Vampires like himself; he thought back now and then about the vampire who had made him, wondering what had become of them, wondering did they ever think about him. As brutal as becoming a vampire is, the descendants of his vampire line always seemed a lot like family. But he had Lucia now, he had grown close to her in such a short amount of time, and he knew he couldn't bare it if anything should happen to her. But tonight all that could change.
"We have to get a move on. We have to find you someone to drink from. It may take longer
Several Blows to the Head CH5Several Blows to the Head CH511 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 5: If We Sleep Together
-x- Rei's pov -x-
"I've told you for the millionth time, Rei," Came his voice from the other side of the door. "I will not open the door."
"Come on, Kai! You don't need to get pissed!" I pleaded and rattled the doorknob. Trust me, a drunk Kai was not a fun Kai. And I know that there was alcohol in that room somewhere. I just haven't been able to find it as of yet.
Wyatt and Lee were standing with me, giving me sympathetic looks. Kenny, Max and Tyson were trying to deal with the paparazzi and fangirls outside. Mariah and Hilary had not been seen or heard from for the last couple hours.
"Maybe we should pick the lock?" Wyatt offered.
"The bureau's up against the door." Came Kai's muffled voice from the other side of the door yet again.
Oh, just make things more difficult, why don't you, Kai! I rubbed my temple and glared at the closed bedroom door.
Suddenly Lee laid a hand on my shoulder. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered to me, "I
StarFox FanFiction Chapter 5Chapter Five: The Spirit of the CatacombsStarFox FanFiction Chapter 511 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Much to the amphibian's dismay, the walkway only became darker and more winding. They stretched to abridge over an uncertain abyss, and Slippy could feel his legs wobble in fear of falling and never recovering. The still look of the halls and columns, absorbing even shadows and belittling the light that surrounded him, stood as if time had stopped completely. Feeling desperately alone, as if the dark underbelly of the ghost ship was to devour him, sucking out all the energy he once had, imprisoning him in its eternally firm clutches, the toad swallowed back his anxiety and trembled onward. Even though he could feel his spine toppling, and even though his jacket tightened and began to feel damp on the inside, he proceeded, continuously telling himself he was safe.
"I should've told Peppy about those weird walls…but no, I had to blank out and keep going, out to find who knows what! I still…wonder what those symbols are there for. So they can sens
Sgt. DivineSgt. Divine11 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
A few of the men say this used to be a church, but it's hard to tell anything in this storm. We are pinned under a black and violent sky that has held us inside this crumbling room since we arrived yesterday morning. The water slides along the cracked ceiling and bombards us from different spots.
Captain tells us to keep our weapons dry, but he knows it's impossible. The floor clutches our boots with three inches of sucking wet mud. If the wind ever dies down we'll have a better look around this old place, but for now we just listen as it batters the trees into the stone.
None of us know how long we have to wait here. Captain says we are to protect this structure so our side can launch rockets from it if the war ever begins. Barnes says there isn't going to be a war. He says neither side is willing to start it; but here we are, drenched and freezing, just in case.
In the brief moments when the wind and rain pause we can hear the water trickling down through
StarFox FanFiction Chapter 15Fox dragged his feet across the crumbled and cracked ground, always heading in one specific direction, under the guidance of the pack of spirits. It seemed they had a much better idea of what they were doing than he was. His back hunched while he walked; it eventually occurred to him that he wasn't feeling as sore as he thought he should be. A sense of weariness weighed him down, but then he realized it was more of a mental fatigue. Worries about his team and this bizarre place flooded his thoughts. He went over the entire ordeal in his head, playing it over and over, from the time he woke up in the Great Fox to the time he landed in time to watch what appeared to be the re-destruction of Cerinia. The more he thought about it, however, the more he questioned his perception of reality. A few seconds before the fiery catastrophe, the vulpine recognized the city, since it was the same scene he saw when the strange simulator was activated, but how did he manage to get back here when he wasStarFox FanFiction Chapter 1510 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Graphite-Covered LaughterWalking home today, I thought of you, walking home tooGraphite-Covered Laughter7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And it made me remember how much laughter Id had,
In a classroom where laughter is few,
Where every reaction is measured and watched
And everything said and done is quantifiable.
But each laugh is of quality -
The quantity is only a byproduct.
As the days pass and we take our notes
While sitting in the front row,
You tell me I should face my fears,
Which helps me face the ones unsaid;
Those secrets so silent,
That I never have to say
For friendship is better than silence
And silence is better than hate,
In a world where people cant sit and just laugh,
You and I can fill a room with it
Or fill a page with nonsense
Instead of the equations and the shapes
That were forced upon us when we first met.
And now the only shapes we draw or see
Are the smiling faces or suns
Illuminated on our graphite-covered hands.
Spelling out a Happiness.
For B stands for my name,
And U is for yours. Although Im not sure why, but
Awake Under the BlanketsAwake Under the Blankets10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Closer to darkness than anticipated,
the shadows breach the wall and slip
across the carpet.
With childish certainty the danger slides
and toils and bristles with thorns and eyes,
and eyes peer out from under sheets.
Magic never stood the test of time,
but clutching teddy close
prevents a mind spilling into tears.
Evil stalks on spindle legs
grown knobby and buckled through age,
the weight of slushy ooze a challenge.
Ears pick out the smacking of lips,
a meal made of child on the menu,
the slither of entrails never tucked in.
Move and be found, the little boy lost
inside the mind of an adult left to think,
quake with unease, but barely breath in truth.
While eager tentacles fumble with claws
made scratchy through crushing babies bones,
a pulse throbs under the blankets.
Catch the glow beneath sleeping cloth,
the torch bulb switched to combat fear,
and see the throwing off of covers.
The monster reels, flailing parts unknown,
descending the stair that waits in silence
at the back of the
Holly DaysHolly Days9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Light shatters over scenes.
I hold our hands steady
under glassy focus, beneath
and beneath the stars.
In the morning glow we return:
there are not shards that glitter
on sun-bleached asphalt
like we suspected. Headlines run,
but no one reads
in this town.
My borrowed dress sways;
the wind that sweeps
between sunken alleyways
and rivals my breath. What news?
Twins are born, someone
Harriet JustHarriet Just10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Harriet just swept through the room.
It's the same as it was just now, except
the bathroom door is open, the rum
of her shampoo is everywhere,
and the word '...late'
now rests on the edge of my ear.
Closet CaseAvert your gaze; you know your carpet's going nowhere.Closet Case4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just take another drag from your cylindrical and artificial joy.
Time has no conscience, it's only a constant.
But it calls you a fool.
Sure, it's plausible that you write your
Façades and cluttered bouts of reality.
It's your alternate existence, your simple escape.
Your pinky clinging to desperate sanity.
You sigh; you act as if you don't feel the high
But even a fool like you can distinguish a change
In altitude, in recurring nightmares.
Perhaps tonight you'll write away your fabrications,
Or perhaps you'll rest your head on her chest,
And testify to the glory of a beautiful life.
Perhaps, you'll shed tears.
Put on your plaid shirt.
Open your door and leave behind your clandestine world,
Torch your fingertips, silence your word,
It's sad how I always let you return.
So After All...I Still FallSo After All...I Still Fall11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Say good bye
To these silent doors
Its ok, they cant hurt you anymore
Dreams are swept, under the rug my friend
How does it feel, to taste the end?
Of hour glasses wrapped all in black
In something as weak as a paper sack.
Ive cut my hands, to bleed, to feel
To fall from the ledge, Ive learned to steal.
A part of you, and run for days
My parents still think its just a phase.
Passing my days, in purple haze
I kiss the moon, and hug the stars
I walk out in front of speeding cars.
My fists are scarred, just like my face
When I sit huddled, in my dark place.
Parting the skin, breathing this crimson sea
Ive torn it out, this part of me