Hellsing: Red Moon ICh.01Hellsing: Red Moon I2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Captain Hans Gunsche of the Millennium battalion was strolling through the woods. Why? Because he was sent there by Herr Major. Major had noticed the Captain's somewhat dim behavior and released one of his vampires into the village of Cheddar. It gave the Captian some hunting thrill not to mention a perfect opertunity to go moon gazing. With a quick sniff Gunsche knew exactly where his prey lay in wait. But another sniff revieled more. It was a sweet smelling human running from the sadistic vampire. The Captain quickened his pace slightly and found the vampire fondling the woman. She was shorter than he was and had spiked blonde hair. She was in a police uniform. The Captain walked into the open and looked blankly at the vampire which began trembaling in fear.
"H-Herr Captain. W-wh-at are y-y-you doing h-here?"
The german officer pulled out one of his customised mauser C96s. Either the vampire was increadably stupid or desperate because he used the police-girl as a human sheild.
Not So CharmingThey say to wait for my Prince CharmingNot So Charming4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But what if I already found him?
What if he just lives one state away,
And is a legitimate prince?
Will I ever be able to move on,
Even though he hurt me so badly?
From what I know,
He wants to go to the same college as I,
Or at least go to the same state
How can I keep living like this?
Hiding in the shadows,
So he doesn't see me cry
I need to do something about this
But how can I?
I hold no power,
He'll never want me
Not like I want him
So what am I supposed to do?
He helped bring me out of one of my darkest times
His gentle hand pulled me out of the hole,
That I had sunk so low into
His simple smile gave me hope
Something that I had not seen in a long time
But I should've seen it coming
He's a drummer
And drummer's never treat me right
So why do I keep falling for them?
Am I destined to stay hurt for eternity?
Or will I find someone I can love,
That will love me back?
Only time will fully tell.
Yuki's Apologieswords words words coming down on me,Yuki's Apologies4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
telling me who I have to be.
You who hurts us till to keep us till we die,
an example being what you did to Hatori's left eye.
You who's eyes are filled with hate,
just playing out the cat and rats fate.
The cow comes to my window,
anger in his eyes,
blaming me for statements,
which I tell him are all lies.
Shigure, you came to take me away,
telling me that with you I can forever stay.
Hatori, who's suffered by Akito's side,
your heart was broken, you even cried.
Yet I take you all and dump my blame,
though now I can see you also have pain.
Mother, I don't know what to say,
but no longer will I be your clay.
Akito, I know you may not be sain,
but I think I can now understand your pain.
Kyo I know you may never like me,
for your lonely, sad, and angry,
but you have her, can't you see?
Thank you Shigure for taking me in,
but please can you stop messing with Rin?
Rin, who's trying to save Haru from the curse,
I just don't want anything to get any worse
53 - Keeping A Secret - CoverGive me that tomorrow that you keep promising me,53 - Keeping A Secret - Cover4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That piece of truth that's hidden inside your yesterday
and that was lost in today's tragedy
Trace out the truth from the fabricated life
that was force fed into your gut
and twisted until it was regurgitated profusely
Take my hands and help me throw paint over our lies
So that we can cover the crimson lies with
the soothing white of innocence
Covers can only last so long
He Took A Puff, I Took A SipThe sky was grey today. The cold and gloomy weather glued me to the sheets of my bed; its army of laziness tied me down, ensuring I won't get up. I rolled over to my right and faced the open window framing the world outside. I sensed rain approaching.He Took A Puff, I Took A Sip4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The curtains swayed. The wind that blew them reached my face and I somehow shivered.
I curled into a ball, hugged my knees and closed my eyes. I attempted to rest in my private lounge of thoughts, but then I smelled something - a familiar sweet burning scent. I closed my eyes harder, plunging deeper into my thoughts.
A warm hand brushed against my cheek as it pulled back the hair, covering my face, behind my ear.
"Get up," a homely voice said.
I opened my eyes and I saw him - I smiled. He sat by where my feet rests and puffed his cigarette - I knew it; the scent, it was him.
"Put that off. My room will smell." I demanded as I sat down, curling my toes.
He just smiled, gave me a cup of coffee and puffed his cigarette again. I threw him an
ShatteredI would break every mirrorShattered4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I wouldn't see myself,
so I wouldn't tremble with horror,
so I wouldn't ask for help.
She is a monster;
she would rip me open,
she would burn me 'til I shiver,
and she would do it all over again.
Now I have broken every mirror,
every jagged piece is scattered.
But she's everywhere.
Bleak, I wait to be murdered.
What now?You say life is lived day by day.What now?4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I say it's too shocking for me to determine a given pattern.
You say the world doesn't stop, that it keeps going around.
I only know that little things make time stop.
But above all, I know I'm grateful that today is not tomorrow
and that tomorrow is a problem I don't have to solve today.
One of those daysToday I'm suffering.One of those days4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Tears dirtying my face and my life.
Zillions more are going through the same,
it's almost natural,
and yet I feel so alone right now.
Numbers don't help at all.
Open ArmsI'm not mad. I was never mad.Open Arms4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been upset, confused, hopeful even.
But never once have I been angry with you.
Never once have I regretted what I did.
I don't think I'll ever regret this.
No matter what the outcome is.
Be it good or bad- happy or sad,
I'll always look back at this and smile.
Know this- that if you ever change your mind.
If you ever want to come back to me-
Somehow, you decide to try-
I'll be waiting here with open arms.
So now you know- if you return you
Won't face my vengance or wrath.
You'll simply make me happy again.
You'll find me waiting with open arms . . .
Deep down thereLook at me, into my eyes, past everything else. Do you see it? Can you perceive the craziness of my soul?Deep down there4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
journeying love"I love you."journeying love4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"I love you too."
"You say that as if..." he trails off, before being interrupted.
"Well, the fact remains that I love you, always will, and cannot be without you."
"Good. Because your moving in with me soon, and it would be weird if you didn't."
I laugh, bemused. I couldn't be with someone who, for instance, aspired to work in tescos. Or on a production line. My Sean wants to be a journalist, a typically intellectual job. And if you'd seen the way this guy can manipulate words, craft sarcasm and completely change any situation, you'd agree that it suits him beautifully. And I also benefit from his aptitude at writing. I have been moved to tears and fallen completely in love with him, after reading such beauty, written with his hand for my sole amusement. These words read over and over, printed and written all over the walls of my bedroom and mind, their meaning engraved into my heart forever, so many different ways to say I love you. And now
I want to be with youThrough the darkeness I had seen something bright,I want to be with you4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and what other could it have been but your light?
You told me that you wanted to stay with me,
even after the ugly side you had to see.
How could I not care for you after that?
You even told me you were a huge fan of the cat.
Every day that care grew and grew,
my bursts of anger becoming more few.
I took your hand many times without a thought,
and you always smiled, you never fought.
So how could it have come to this,
when you were the one I had to miss?
The curse that has me bound,
they'll put me in a room where I'll never be found.
I won't be able to see your smile,
just thinking of it brings up bile.
The loneliness will kill me now,
I won't even be able to give you a thankful bow.
For I owe you so much for what you have done,
but now I have to try and stop our fun.
But this is the hard part, for I also dont want it to stop,
I want you to smile, and I to give your head a 'bop'.
I only have so much time left,
for my life is part of Ak
Toonshipping: Publicity Stunt"Did you know there's a fanbase wanting us to date?"Toonshipping: Publicity Stunt2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was a very close call as Seto Kaiba almost unleashed a spray of coffee onto his computer screen. He somehow managed to instead force it down his throat, but despite his best efforts he thought that half of it must be headed into his lungs. Pegasus didn't seem to find his near-death experience any reason to stop talking, but at least the bastard waited for him to finish coughing (though that honestly might have been more for his own sake than for Seto's). The brunette wiped at his mouth and only made sure to speak when he was certain that it wouldn't result in him breaking down into another fit. "What?" he rasped.
Pegasus only shrugged, but he looked far too amused for what hellish thing had just crawled out of his mouth. "I got the strangest e-mail the other day," he answered airily. "It was from a very bold individual asking about whether or not we had a secret relationship going on."
"Is this really what you forced y
Ch.10: First shockCh.10: First shock4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lost in the screams of pain is a chapter story,
All the stories are about fragments out of Zuko's and Iroh's lives.
Zuko was seriously injured after his Agni Kai. Iroh does everything to protect his nephew.
Iroh is sixty-two,
Ozai is forty-two,
Zuko is thirteen.
Lost in the screams of pain,
Chapter 10: First shock.
Iroh bowed before his nephew and removed the warrior cloth from his face. The boy lay on his left side; his arms were covering his face. His legs were increased, his breathe was fast. Iroh moved closer and he'd put his face on the ground, before Zuko's. The man sniffed deep and noticed the reverberation of smell.
The smell of burned flesh and hair. He tried to look at the damage but he couldn't see a thing. Uncle laid his hand softly at his nephew's side. Zuko's body jerked at the touch, he tried to be quiet but Iroh could hear the boy's sobs.
"It's me my boy! Don't be scared, everything will be alright." Iroh whispered while he tried to reassure him but he co
Britain x Superhero!Reader - Part 2Britain x Superhero!Reader - Part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
I woke up the next morning in my bed, thankful for the weekend, but wondering if my kiss with Arthur was just some wild dream. It must have been a dream. I mean, how do those things happen for real? I sat up, got out of bed and got ready for today. I didn't have work until later so today was my hero day. I just walk around town and search for anything I should take care of as (superhero name).
"I wonder what'll happen today," I asked myself aloud as I exited the apartment building wearing jeans and my favorite hoodie, perfectly concealing my hero outfit. I headed into my favorite coffee shop to get my usual (favorite coffee/hot chocolate drink). But something unusually different happened. Someone's head slammed into mine as I walked toward my usual table.
"Gah frig!" I yelled and rubbed my head quickly. "What the heck?" I looked up and suddenly locked a stare with a familiar pair of green eyes.
"You git! Watch where you're-- Oh! ___________! I'm terribly sorry!" Arthur Kirkland gave me
Why?Why is it so hard to love?Why?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To give up yourself to love another?
Why must one put his heart on the line,
Only to have it sliced by it?
It seems risk is the only thing associated with love,
It is worth every cut and knick
For the girl who will heal each one.
No matterNo matterNo matter4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No matter how much hurt you feel,
No matter how much grief you have,
my smile is what makes you heal.
No matter how much you're ordeal,
No matter how much pain you bleed,
my loyalty to you will never recede.
No matter how much you steam,
No matter how much you scream,
No matter how much you suffer,
I will always love you and make you better
you are my sun; I am your moon
Together we create a beautiful tune
Music's healing powersAugust 10, 2010Music's healing powers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Matches made amongst the heavenly stars
Lightening bolts strike the hands of the gifted
The wicked and condemned
Voices amplified, message spread
Forging these fusions, pacts written in stone
For all to adore, release of stress
The renditions , unique and inspiring
Changing over the years
Odd to the general population
Sounds of decades past
The lost generation, dazed and distraught
Gorgeous minds, hearts unlike others
The borders, lines dissolve in the sun
Language barriers broken, tattered and frayed
Greeted by the waves of open hearts
Friendships born underneath the lyrics
The wounds of old, healed and scabbed over
Eyes water, souls are overwhelmed
Awestruck by the immense powers
Fall on their backs, laughter and carrying on
Lay down your weapons, take part in this celebration
Life is hard, lose your burdens
Refuse to give in, turn up the noise
A refreshing renewing swim
Chest deep in the pool of insight
Leaving YouSitting alone crying in the night,Leaving You4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
not a single person in sight.
The soft cold wind hits my face,
the leaves on the ground having a race.
These feelings i'm having, they can't be true,
so why in my heart has it grew?
The way you had looked at me,
it's all I can see,
I'm sorry i wasn't the person
you wanted me to be.
I don't think I can forgive you, not one bit,
for the way you acted, for having that fit.
And i'm sorry if I may be acting cruel,
but you were worse, you were the fool.
I tried my hardest to please you everyday,
so with you I could stay.
But that doesn't matter now, for what's done is done,
all I could do was run.
I don't know if I miss you or not,
the only thing I remember is how we fought.
And that keeps the distance between us, the wall,
which will probably never fall.
So don't try to get me back with you,
because you won't be happy if you do.
You've said enough, I can not smile,
even thinking of you brings up bile.
You've made me cry and feel alone,
but you know what, m
GOW part 2GOW part 27 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Haruko snapped her head towards the stage as music with a royalty sounding theme to it began playing. White petals fell from the ceiling, fluttering down onto the ramp, covering the ramp almost entirely with white petals. Once the last petal fell, Haruko's opponent stepped out onto the stage. The crowd responded to her presence with a thunderous roar of applause. Haruko had to cover her ears to prevent the crowd from making her deaf. Despite how much attention the woman was receiving, she didn't even do so much as wave to the crowd.
"Aaaand introducing her opponent: Marie Belladonna!!"
The announcer introduced. Marie looked up at the ring, slowly walking down the petal-covered ramp. As she slowly trot down the ramp, she looked up to see her opponent: A catgirl in a black bikini. How boring. If she thought wrestling was just for looks, this girl had another thing coming.
"They put you against me???"
She exclaimed with disgust.
"You're not even human! You're disgusting! Oh I swear I'll e
Tendershipping- Perfect DayThe little hikari woke up in Bakura's arms. Bakura was nuzzling Ryou's soft hair even in his sleep, holding his hikari close to him. Ryou smiled to himself and squirmed even closer to his yami. Soft lips found their way to Ryou's and he giggled.Tendershipping- Perfect Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good morning my fluffy hikari." Bakura whispered in Ryou's ear.
"Sorry Kura, I didn't mean to wake you." Ryou apologized.
"Don't be." Bakura replied. "It was a nice way to wake up." Ryou blushed and giggled.
The two lovers sat in silence for a moment, both happy and contend with where they were. Bakura started to stroke his hikari's hair much to Ryou's pleasure.
"So my fluffy hikari." Bakura began.
"Yes Kura?" Ryou asked, bringing his curious chocolate orbs to meet Bakura's crimson ones.
"Well, I was thinking, since today is your first day off of school, we should go do something." Bakura suggested.
"You would really do that?" Ryou asked amazed. Bakura laughed at the cute expression on his face.
"Of course I would!" Bakura told his hikari. Ryo
Her words consumed herHer words consumed her1 month ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She was screaming
but her words consumed her cry
enticing me with their beauty
till I forgot their meaning.
She fell so completely
so wonderfully in love
with the ideal of her own insanity
that the wings
which I had nailed into her spine
where held closed
by her blood stained hands
as she fell
so far beyond my reach
however never far enough
that I couldn't hear
the lovely limericks
and seductive sonnets
hail down upon me in hoarse screams,
their beauty forcing me to my knees
and their truth, of the pain
which you romanticized into glorious
plays of shadowed fingers
narrated by tutored pleas
for someone,for anyone,
slowly crushing my heart.
Hair Dye: Frerard: Oneshot"Trust me, this is gonna be hilarious!" Mikey assured me, stifling his giggles as he pulled me into a crouching position behind a cupboard.Hair Dye: Frerard: Oneshot2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Besides for the two of us and Mikey's older brother Gerard, the Way house was empty. Mikey's parents had gone out for the night and Gerard was supposed to be "taking care" of the two of us. Fat chance with Mikey Way around.
Gerard was a little weird, no doubt about that. He never really spoke more than a few short words at a time and often in the middle of those rare words, he would just stop and stare off into space. Plus, every time I visited the Way house, he was always cooped up in his room. I had no idea what he did in there and whenever I asked Mikey, he just shrugged. I had never actually dared knock on Gerard's door to find out myself but I was willing to bet it was something all creative and artsy. At school, Gerard was always winning competitions. Whether it was for painting or for poetry, Gerard Way's name would be at the top of the list