Too YoungToo Young4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She's no long there,
She's no longer her.
She's all done up for another late party,
Where she doesn't belong.
She's crying, locked up in her room over the boy,
That her heart never loved.
Following the crowd,
That leaves her alone.
All the time.
The little girl you once knew,
no longer exists
She's slowly leaving her youth behind,
What happened to her?
Where is the mothers little girl,
Can you find her?
Is she even her?
Wolves and DogA slim and beautiful specimen of a British golden retriever runs for its very life in a dangerous forest known to be filled with animals. But the dog doesnt care in the slightest about animals; he only cares about the humans. Two humans, two male, redneck cameo-covered, shotgun-wielding human men chasing the poor dog through the forest, and are currently shooting at the animal with the guns. The only thing saving this poor animal is the obviously drunk humans inability to aim while running and trying to keep their balance while also avoiding trees.Wolves and Dog5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This dog has never run so fast in his three years of life, never felt such fear, never felt such a hate for the humans that used to care for him. The humans chasing him are yelling gibberish, their words just drunken slur and attempts at cursing. The sound of leaves crunching, twigs breaking, the heavy sound of the boots clomping on the ground, a startled deer darting away, and gunshot are the only things the dog can hear past th
Owned by the DemonDerek woke me before sunrise. He'd drawn heavy curtains over the windows leaving the room in blackness except for tiny escaping streams of faint light. He stroked my hair and made a soft purring sound in his throat to awaken me. I felt soft and warm. I reached blindly, though my eyes were bleary, to grasp him. His skin was smooth and free of blemishes. My eyes came into focus and his gray, red eyed face cleared. I stared. I'd never seen a demon so close before. He stroked my hair again and nuzzled my cheek. Warm, very warm, and smooth. I cooed back at him and rubbed my cheek to his. Derek crawled onto the bed and scooped me up in his arms. He pressed a kiss to his fang marks on my neck and gently licked it a few times. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged his abs. Master, my master. He would care for me now, care for me as he saw fit.Owned by the Demon4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Derek stroked my side for a while and then lifted me in his arms, blankets and all, and carried me to the kitchen. He set me on the table and reached
ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 4Scene 1: Ulqui's 'death'.ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ulqui: *starts to fade away* Shit, already?! Omg what the hell, I was about to royally kick strawberry ass!! F*ckin' Kubo...
Ichigo: Lets face it, Giggles, I'm hotter than you.
Ulqui: Oh really? Tell that to all the Ulqui fans and everyone else who thinks your 'protection complex' has gone on for way too long.
Ichigo: Look, I'm the frickin' MAIN CHARACTER. MAIN CHARACTERS HAVE TO SURVIVE. IT'S THE DIVINE LAW OF LITERATURE!!
Ulqui: I take it you haven't read Deathnote...and all the other novels in which the main character kicks the bucket.
Broken Jettison, some weak, or well never make it back to Cybertron! Commanded Astrotrain. Energon levels were dangerously low. Astrotrain had used up most of his reserves fending off Autobots during their most recent battle on Earth. An uncomfortable wave of silence spread through all of the Decepticons, as they gazed upon their fallen brethren. These were great men who would have given their lives for the Decepticons cause. Now, they were nothing but dead weight. Every Decepticon knew within their spark that there must be sacrifices made in times of war. Better to lose a few brave men than risk the entire cause.Broken6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Starscream, wait... I still function!" Megatron coughed as he lay in Starscream's arms. Various fluids ran down his face. Oil, grime, and Energon mixed into a seething mass as they dripped down Megatrons once proud visage. Im cold, so very cold
Ulqui and Tea's wedding PT1Ulqui and Tea's wedding PT13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ulquiorra and Tea's wedding pt.1
It was an average day in Hueco Mundo.The espada gathered for a meeting."Okay,anyone wanna say something before we begin?"Aizen asked,looking around."YES,ME!!!! "Grimmjow yelled,making Orihime(who sat next to him)jump."Yes,Grimmjow?"Aizen sighed."My wife is pregnant!"He said,grinning and closing his eyes in pride."How is THAT possible?It's a ball of pink yarn!"Nnoitra asked,raising an eyebrow."That's simple,"Grimmjow answered."I just put my-""I DON'T WANNA KNOW!!!"Orihime screamed,covering her ears with her hands." Okay,anyone else?"Aizen asked,wondering why his organization was full of weirdos.Ulquiorra raised slowly his hand."Yes,Ulquiorra?"Ulquiorra stood up,closed his eyes and cleared his throat."*ahem*Dear Aizen-sama,comrades and tra-i mean Grimmjow ""HEY!"" woman and little sister ""YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSS,big brother?"Alicia happily said.Ulquiorra ignored her." I have an announcement to make "He look
The ScreamI must cure youThe Scream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Am I a doctor?
I've got to kiss it better
Am I your mother?
I'm here to serve you
Am I really?
Although you never
Seem to hear me
All this wasted time
But you will never care
Why don't you break me
And just leave it there
What of these needs of mine?
How can you not meet them?
When I'm all spent we'll see
How you cope then
I always cry out
For your assistance
But you always ignore it
All but resistance
With every shout
I here the scream
That I'm not worth it
What should that mean?
Arkham visitArkham visit3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I have got no idea why she decided to go out that day. Usually she was just sitting at Home and doing totally nothing. This has always annoyed me. Every weekend spent in front of the computer. Watching films, listening to weird music with weirder lyrics. Getting a little excited by watching free, cartoon porn on the internet. Even reading creepy books was irritating. But this was a very special end of the week. Her dad offered her a proposition which simply can`t be refused.
The gate of Arkham Asylum was quite scary. Old, black metal became curved and rusty. It seemed like nobody cares about the friendly appearance of the Psychiatric Hospital. Of course it was some kind of a prison but hey! No one likes to live in an ugly place.
Dr. Waser was waiting for her dad at the main entrance. It appeared like he had flu or maybe a really tough hangover.
- Welcome at Arkham, Mark. Thank you for coming.
- Nice to see you Arny. Meet my daughter- Violett
Echoes of the Mind - ch1Echoes of the Mind - ch13 years ago in Drama More Like This
A possible slashing of Erik/Charles in later chapters though as a development or a memory is unknown.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the works or characters of X-Men, this is mearly one fans interpretation of what could have happened following the new movie: X-Men: First Class
The world was celebrating. Their songs and shouts floated seamlessly above the misshapen world below. The war had been avoided, long live the United States. He couldn't walk past a shop or down a street with out hearing the well-wishers retelling the story of the great Cuban Missile Crisis.
The ignorant, blind fools.
It was amazing how a lie printed in one the government sanctioned papers could turn it in to truth. Of course, he had seen it all before. This was how it would start. The government would reassure the world that all was well, while publicly denying all things mutant.
Privately would be another story all together.
He had already heard whispers of the
ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 2Scene 1: Ulqui and Nnoitra talk (remake).ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nnoitra: Hey. How nice of you to come and see me!
Ulquiorra: But I didn't intend to--
Nnoitra: It seems Pet-sama's breasts've gotten a lot bigger!
Ulquiorra: *flushes inwardly* Please don't talk about those.
Nnoitra: WHAT, HER BOOBS?
Ulqui: Yes. Those.
Nnoitra: Ok, so just to be clear, I'm definately NOT supposed to bring up her double wammies? Her melons are off the table! Hooters are a no-go area! Ixnay on the eveageclay!! *lol, pig latin*.
Ulqui: *staring*...Are you done?
Nnoitra: Yes. So, how was it?
Ulqui: It was fi--
*ceros Nnoitra and walks away*
Ulqui:....Jackal (damn Viz translations XD)
Scene 2: The old Shinigami guy vs Tia Harribel.
Harribel: You shall pay for--
Old Man: MAH MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD, AND THEIR LIKE, 'IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS', DAMN RIGHT, ITS BETTER THAN YOURS! I CAN TEACH YOU, BUT I HAVE TO CHARGE--
Harribel: *ceros him*
Harribel:...Old men are the wo
I'll Smile - PoemI'll SmileI'll Smile - Poem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want to cry
I don't want to show what's on my mind
If I could fly maybe he wouldn't have tried to come down
So I'll smile I'll smile
There are scars underneath the surface like a thickly coated shell
The beating sounds from my heartbeat that nobody can feel
It's a sin to be living; it's a price I can never repay
Even if I did not wish it, I am forced to stay
So I'll smile I'll smile
The memories shattered around my broken heart
I can't let myself know them, can't let myself be a part
All of my choices, I make them all timidly
Constantly running, because I'm not worthy
So I'll smile I'll smile
Why am I see-through? Like a weak broken glass
The markings remind me, I'm a man living in the past
Oh magic, what was supposed to be a gift
Has turned into a promise, a curse that will never lift
So I'll smile I'll smile
Figure me out, try to get in, and try to take apart everything that's hidden within
Steal all the secrets, brea
A Gentleman's HeartStolen from a Gentleman's heartA Gentleman's Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a dream, a thought, a notion lost.
But lest be known the code of sorrow
Anew the day we call tomorrow.
One Gun and one bulletA Bullet, A Envelope and a Tiny bottle of VodkaOne Gun and one bullet3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I was just digging around in my friends' room, he was sitting on the computer and i was just looking through all the trash he had scattered around the floor.
You couldn't see the floor at all; it was only one open path leading straight from the door to his desk, and this little alley-way leading from the desk to his bed.
I heard shooting from the computer, he was playing Call of duty-Black ops, he had been playing for days.
I was sitting next to his bed in a pile of empty soda cans and was looking trough a bunch of old CD`s, at the bottom of the pile I found a few old Jim Reeves LP Records.
"Jim Reeves LP`s? Really man? Really?" I was waving up the LP`s and he just gave a quick glance to see what I was talking about.
"oh yeh, got em from my dad, not really my style" he answered back, and concentrated about the game again.
"Do you even got anything to play these records on?" I had to ask, they seemed pretty outdated compared to today's tec
2 minutes2 minutes was all she had2 minutes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To say goodbye
To hold his hand
2 minutes was all she had
Till he was gone
And she was left alone
2 minutes was all she had
To say she loved him
To say she cared
2 minutes was all she had
To think about the memories they shared
For her to kiss him one last time
2 minutes was all she had
Before her man was gone
Oh how she wished she hadn't waited this long
2 minutes felt like hours
She held his hands
And his eyes were closed
Till the clock struck ten
2 more minutes
Till the one she loved was dead
Till her beginning ended
When all her tears are shed
Till her heart is shattered
When it was finally over
She wished she could have time go back
Wishing she could apologize
She realized life goes by
She shouldn't have taken him for granted
She would have told him something different
She wanted him to hold her one last time
High School Never End'sNew StoryHigh School Never End's4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We'll start off with a pink headed chick like the very one in the last story, but this is a very different story... Amy R. is an abused child in this one. And she wasn't an only child, she had an older brother named Alex The reason why is because, she had pink hair, in her home town pink was the best color but, they didn't want to be made fun so, they changed it to every other color. After a few years they discovered the color of Amy's hair, and this lead her to the abuse of her parents. Everytime Amy asked for one thing just ONE thing, they're response was 'No, you can't have it', but every time Alex asked for the same thing, they'd get it for him. Amy's reputation of being a goody-two-shoes was actually a match for good 'ol Honest Ab. As the years went by Amy's life became more and more unfair but, she never complained NOT once! So... lets join her in her first year of Chaos High.
Amy;*looks at her schedual and tries to ask for help to find Room 2010*
[i lol cause that's th
How to Write MultiWe run across fiction writers who want to write multi, now and again. Some of them openly ask for advice from multiples, others seem to want to but are afraid of appearing rude or presumptuous. Regardless, this page is for them.How to Write Multi2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Note that this is not a page on how to write Dissociative Identity Disorder or Multiple Personality Disorder. If you want to write a strict iteration of the DID/MPD "healing journey" narrative, you've got plenty of examples to follow; seriously, just look in your library's catalog for 'multiple personality' and choose one. This page is about writing multi more broadly, as the experience of more than one person in the body. It will guide you through some of the cliches and pitfalls associated with writing multi, and how a system's experience in narrative may differ from a singlet's.
Chances are you'll disagree with something on this page. That's cool. These are meant to be guidelines, n
Luke's TG episode 8Luke's TG episode 83 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Luke's TG episode 8:- the Atsuta festival
4 days after our shopping spree me and Trixie decided on what to wear for this festival, we both agreed a casual look would be best just that we were too tired to go shopping for yukata's and we had left it to the last minute, I went to my room to find something nice when I looked in my cupboard I noticed something. Roslie had went out and bought me a Yukata, it was really pretty it had a sunset orange to it and some type of flower's all over it, I smiled when saw the note reading, "to Luke I hope you like this I got u a Trixie one when you were in the spa when I saw your interest in the Atsuta festival, love Roslie".
I couldn't help but try it on I went to my computer and googled how to wear a Yukata and clicked the most popular result which gave me good enough details, after many attempts I finally got it on right it was so pretty, when I heard myself thinking how cute I looked in the Yukata I knew I was losing my old mind, every day I though
The Murderer Called SpiteI know who you are,The Murderer Called Spite3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see that glare
That look in your eyes,
Says you really don't care.
Another victim is all you need
To hurt and humiliate is your goal
One more stab to make me bleed
You're satisfied, you've played your role.
It's just a bruise, no need to apologize,
What was that? Of course! You never say sorry,
Forgive me for the hatred in my eyes
I'll be a good girl, correct every folly.
Only a fool would anger you,
A fool I have proved to be,
Challenging a train racing towards you
is like facing an invincible enemy.
SilenceSilence.Silence3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It's like the scratching on a chalkboard; it gets stronger and louder the longer it continues. It's a constant buzz in my ear, reminding me thaf in some sense, I am alone. Even the fictional reality in my mind's eye cannot protect me. It is no wonder why people cannot bear to be alone; the constant white noise that hangs around us weighs us down to a bed of nails. Is silence what causes us to go insane; rip our hair out and do things we would never normally do? I realize now that as a kid; silence was all I knew; I gave in and let it consume me, drive me into the shadows and torture me until I could no longer feel. It returns to me again, desiring to pull me under. It envies me and yearns to use me once more. It's like I'm the drug and the silence is the addict; it will continue to use me until I'm no longer enough.
Murder. Murder. Murder?She died in the early morning,Murder. Murder. Murder?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the mist of dawn came yearning,
And the people in awe stood watching,
As blood down the street came flowing.
"How did she die?" the people did ask,
As the coppers came a searching,
Some say to have spotted a man with a mask,
Others yet, from beyond came the purging.
A locket around her neck they found,
The man inside was handsome and loving,
Who came out when on his door they pound,
And yet he swore that it was nothing.
They took him down to the station,
Questions they asked him, all unanswered,
In a cell they left him to provoke motion,
But still not a word hath he uttered.
After a week he went, they had no choice,
But to let him mingle with the people,
But no matter, soon after he had no voice,
And they understood the answer wasn't so simple.
The masked man they did search,
But found not a trace nor a whisp,
A poster then their answer did lurch,
The mask of an actress lisp.