TiredI'm tired.Tired9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tired of feeling lost, afraid, misunderstood.
Tired of wondering if I'm letting someone down by the choices I've made.
Tired of getting my feelings hurt, my ego bruised, my heart broken.
Tired of showing these varmin called emotions.
Tired of being me, of being weak.
Tired of trying to be this person I cannot see.
Tired of all the pain, all the struggle I've put upon myself.
Tired of not being the person I was.
Tired of hiding, hoping, and healing.
Tired of listening, learning...letting.
I'm tired...I'm tired.
Under The CoversI'll do my best to showUnder The Covers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you that I'm not afraid
You deserve someone who
will admit their mistakes
and catch you when you
fall face first because of yours,
or when you fall head
with no cushioning
to soften the blow.
I want my arms to be
the arms that you
are binded by,
constricted by nothing
but love rather than force.
And when he holds you
there, I know it's not
Well I want to
But forget him because
this is about us
and it's about time
we took a look
at what we have.
And we don't have
to be together
to know that
we should be,
and we don't have
to be together
we should be.
So I'll scream it to
the sky and hope
the stars respond
when making my wish--
grant me everything.
Somewhere Aloneunder sodium lamps we sawSomewhere Alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a world devoid of color
deaf dumb and harshly blind
an atrocious blend of silence
and moments all but empty
that beckoned us away
the little circles of light
all promises and plans do
tittering and tottering
to vanish at the edge...
dreams they made us hope
and smile and laugh
and weep and cry and gag
all real yet nothing
but possibilities fabricated
that multiplied and divided
until all that we had left
were bits and pieces
some truths we shared
and the rest we buried
for half-truths and lies
sometimes held us together
searching for solitude...Tonight I walkedsearching for solitude...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Towards a lonely star
Ever bright and constant,
As it shed little drops of light
Down a grim painted sky.
Tonight I stood
Upon a wobbly metal bridge,
And stared at that window
In front of your bed;
I breathed and searched,
When the scent I found
Was not yours but
Of the cold listless night.
Frigid. Deserted. Lifeless.
And yet, I looked, on and on,
At your dew stained window
And wondered why
I could not see past the dark.
So I called you and you answered,
Your voice so sweet and broken by sleep-
Telling me about smiles,
Because yours is the only one
I so fondly remember.
And we talked and talked,
About things that matter,
About things that will,
And things that never did.
We talked about love,
About never leaving,
And never letting go.
Yes, we talked all night.
After a while, you told me
That your eyes need rest and so do you.
I smiled, even though I knew
That I wanted to hear you speak,
For just another minute, another second
or perhaps just a moment alon
Let the Games Begin...Let the Games Begin...3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"So, Cato, tell me more about yourself." Glimmer slides closer to my district mate and strokes his hand gently, her green eyes blinking away at him. Cato just grins sheepishly and begins to talk about random things. How dare she even speak to him?! I am his teammate who does she think she is?! My hand clenches into a hard fist and I can feel my nails sink into my palm. I don't care if I bleed, even though I highly doubt that. Weapons are crashing together in the background, people talking. The training center appears calmer than I imagined it would be, but I am begging for all of the noise to mix in so I don't have to listen to their conversation. And yet it seems that my mind is completely focused on their conversation. This is called the training center, not the flirting center!
Glimmer laughs loud enough for me to hear and clench my teeth. I am so angry I feel like I'm boiling. Once she is done laughing at something pointless, she flips her golden hai
The Perfect Day (Chapter One) Part TwoAfter Peeta and Katniss got off the floor Katniss made her way to the bathroom to take a shower while we find Peeta going downstairs to the kitchen.The Perfect Day (Chapter One) Part Two3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once Peeta was in the kitchen he set off to make some breakfast for him and Katniss. Like normal he was making bread. Katniss was always making fun of him for smelling like fresh baked bread all the time. Then of course who could blame Peeta. After the war District 12 was slowly being built up again. One of the first things that he and Katniss did in their new lives was building a bakery for Peeta. So there he was, with his own bakery with the best bread and pastries anyone had ever had. In truth Katniss was so proud of Peeta and secretly loved the smell of the blond haired boy.
The Perfect Day (Chapter One) Part OnePeeta lay silently in the bed. One arm cushioning his head the other around the waist of his love. Her face was buried deep into his chest so he could not admire her beauty. But, never the less he lay awake with the girl of his dreams smiling to himself. He sighed heavily and she stirred a little and then rolled away from him out of his strong arms. Her waist length curly hair spilling into her face, Peeta smiled once again. He was glad that he had convinced her to let it down from its tight braid.The Perfect Day (Chapter One) Part One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly Peeta propped himself up on one of his elbows and moved closer to the beautiful women besides him. It had been two years since the last Hunger Games and finally Katniss no longer had the horrific nightmares and Peeta no longer had the sudden feelings of killing his amazing girlfriend. They had both worked through it but the end product was well worth it. Then gently Petta leant over Katniss and brushed away some of her long curls. Then he kissed her check and got out of bed careful no
True Love : Chapter 5Clove PoVTrue Love : Chapter 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cato at the age of twelve was 4 inches taller than me, he had his straight ashy blond hair, his sparkling blue eyes, a mole on the upper left side of his mouth, and he was pretty fit. He was dressed in the school school uniform and he was walking toward me.
The teachers just told us to partner up with a girl or boy so that we may learn how to dance. While Cato was walking over to me Daisy suddenly hugged him and said in her high stupid voice "Cato will you pretty please be my partner?" Cato then looked down at her and said "No."
She held on to him tighter and yelled "Please Cato pprrreeeetttyyy please?? For me?" Cato then looked down again, and said "No! Get off me!!!" he then proceeded to push her off him. I got to admit that I did smirk when Daisy fell on her butt with a thud while yelling "No!! Cato come back to me!!"
Because I Love You - ItaSasuItachi couldnt describe the little bundle his mother was currently holding. It was small and peach-colored with tiny tufts of dark hair on the head. He was told it was his little brother. He got closer to examine the little creature, marveling at how small and delicate he looked.Because I Love You - ItaSasu8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He gently poked the babys forehead. His mother gave him a look. Sweetie, dont do that, she said sternly, cuddling his brother closer to her chest.
Itachi pouted and sat back, watching as his mother cooed and coddled his new brother. He couldnt remember her ever doing that to him. Then again, his father had started training him at a young age. He wasnt allowed to feel emotions if he was to become a powerful ninja. He wanted to say his brother was cute, but his ninja training prevented him from saying so.
Whats his name? he finally asked.
Mikoto blinked and smiled at him. Sasuke.
Sasuke, Itachi repeated, cocking his head to the s
ErrorAlois was completely devastated. He'd lost Ciel, he'd lost his chance to even be his friend, and he'd lost Claude as well. Not that the stiff, imposing butler had left physically, but he no longer wanted Alois. Not after he'd tasted Ciel's blood. The blonde child in the bed felt himself shaking, but he didn't know if it was from the blood loss or from emotion. At least Claude had kept him alive instead of just letting him die, but Alois almost wished that he'd left this world already. His servants were not really his, they followed Claude, and he was no longer listening to him. The wound on his side ached, but he didn't move to try and ease the pain. He deserved this. What had he thought would happen when Ciel invited him to duel? Tears leaked out the corners of his ice blue eyes, and he quickly closed them. He had nothing left again, just like that night after well, just like then. Except now there was no one to blame but himself. He'd ordered Claude to bring Ciel here. He'd trieError5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kuro Christmas SpecialKuro Christmas SpecialKuro Christmas Special5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the morning of Christmas day. The residents of the Phantomhive manor, plus a few extra, were just stirring. Since it was winter, it had been snowing, so it indeed was a white Christmas. Not that many of the residents cared about that though.
There was one room, one of the largest sitting rooms on the first floor that had been set up for the holiday. If it weren't for the guests, there'd be no Christmas decorations whatsoever. Luckily, the Lord of the manor agreed to have only one room set up. His stipulation was if he found any other Christmas decorations outside the one room he'd order the servants to clean the room of all decorations and ban decorations for the rest of his life.
The first people to grace the dubbed Christmas room with their presence were the three Phantomhive servants. Finny was dressed in green footie pajamas, Meirin in red footie pajamas, and Bard in white with blue polka-dot boxers
.Sasuke. Reasons Why.Sasuke. Reasons Why6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I never meant to hurt them.
There are those who will undoubtedly never understand why I did what I did. Many will hear my story, see the way my departure from the Leaf left my friends and teammates torn and broken, and assume I did so with utterly selfish motives, sparing not a thought for their well-being.
This is not the case.
I do not expect my name to be cleared of the sins that tarnish it. To be honest, I am not beyond reproach. There are things I regret...a great many things. Much of the reproach directed at me is well-deserved. Indeed, perhaps most. I am not trying to plead my innocence. Rather, I simply want to tell things from my perspective, to explain why I did what I did. When you understand my reasons why, you can judge for yourself whether I was right or wrong; to this day, that very question plagues my conscience. But, for what its worth, I will now relay to yo
A BreakTitle: A BreakA Break3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Genre: fluff, mostly
Rating: G-PG. It depends how sensitive you are about this stuff.
Warnings: none, really, other than cuteness
Author's Note: I wrote this last night on my phone, and I'm rewriting it now. So, forgive me. .-. And enjoy.
Dan blinked his eyes open, smiling when he noticed that he was still spooning Phil, his arms around the other tightly. He always preferred being the big spoon, but Phil usually stole the position. The previous night, however, the older had been too tired to argue.
Brushing his lips against the back of Phil's neck, Dan murmured, "Wake up, Phil...." in the softest voice he could manage. He didn't know how Phil would possibly hear him when he could barely hear himself, but he didn't want to startle the other.
Face contorting slightly as he was stirred from a pleasantly dreamless sleep, Phil instinctively snuggled into Dan's embrace, whining, "No.... too early...."
Dan chuckled, a small smile on his face. He knew it
76th Hunger Games (Prologue)It was November. Not a very ordinary November. The fall leaves that had fallen on the ground were mixed with ashes and bullets that never reached their target. At least that wasn't as bad as the Town Square, where the leaves were mixed with deep red blood.76th Hunger Games (Prologue)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It's Katniss Everdeen's fault. All of it. The nation being in chaos. Me having to hold my sobbing little brother every night because the thunder-like bombs won't let him sleep. My family and I almost starving. District Two being half destroyed. Rebels storming through the streets. Everything is her fault. All because she couldn't live without her little boyfriend.
Saying that I hated her from the bottom of my heart was an understatement.
I was in my backyard, with my little brother, Spencer. We called him "Target" because even at six, he was already a prodigy sharpshooter. Almost as good as I am, and I've had three years of training. He got at one of our father's Peacekeeper guns one day, and started making little targets on trees. H
Sorrowful Misunderstanding.Sasuke felt a touch on his shoulder and woke up instantly, keeping still while listening for the body that woke him.Sorrowful Misunderstanding.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He felt another touch, this time at the hem line of his shirt. He opened one eye slightly, and almost couldn't keep himself from jumping out of his bed. It was Naruto touching him.
Sasuke's eye shut quickly, what in the world could Naruto be doing?!
Another touch… the hand slipping under Sasuke's shirt to graze over the soft skin of his stomach…
Sasuke was confused, why was the other boy touching his body like this. Did Naruto think he was Sakura?
Nope, Naruto knew it was him.
Maybe he was under some kind of jutsu, or maybe someone was controlling him with charka strings, or maybe…
Naruto had climbed on top of Sasuke's body, his groin pressed up against Sasuke's behind as one of his hands grabbed Sasuke's shoulder. Sasuke bit back a groan at the friction, a light blush covering his cheeks.
"Hey teme, yo
8-10-2012: The Child with Seam Eyes, part 2Part 18-10-2012: The Child with Seam Eyes, part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'm looking out our bedroom window down into the garden. Peeta is tending to the primrose bushes that have created a fragrant wall around the perimeter of our dwelling. His hands are dirty so he wipes the sweat off of his forehead with his forearm, but he didn't realize there was a streak of mud there too, and now it is a messy line above his eyes. He doesn't notice it there, and he probably won't until he comes inside and I tell him. He goes back to his work with a muddy face and it makes me chuckle a little.
He's strong but warm-hearted. His head is not quite right anymore but he's thoughtful and loving. He has found ways to be happy even when he has no family left. He makes me happy when I have no family near enough to speak of. My dandelion tending to primroses makes my hands fall instinctively to my stomach.
How bad would it be to have Peeta's child? I'm sure he would like it to be children, but
some nightssome nights i lay awake and replay the good times. over and over again, like a famous lullaby. i fall into my dreams and there you are, waiting for me as usual. it always plays the same. the way we used to be. happy, flawless, and so in love. everything just falls into place. squeezing our hands together so tight, you'd think they'd morph together. holding onto me as if you're afraid i'll disappear. making the promises we thought we'd keep. whispering all those sweet nothings.some nights4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
some nights, i still love you.
some nights, i think you still love me too.
Tomatoes -SasuSaku-Little Haruno Sakura was just about to dig into a nice bento lunch her mother had packed for her. Her friend Ino had been out sick today, so she was eating lunch by herself under a sakura tree. She saw the fresh tomato slices on the side and smiled, happy that her mother had been able to pick some fresh tomatoes from their garden. As she picked up the first slice, she heard movement behind her and turned.Tomatoes -SasuSaku-8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A face was peaking out from behind the tree, staring at her with curious dark eyes. Sakura felt her cheeks burn. It was Uchiha Sasuke, her crush. She wondered why he was watching her so intently, given the fact that he didnt seem very social. Despite her longing to invite him to sit down, he was being quite rude. What kind of person ogles another like that?
As she prepared to eat the tomato slice, Sasuke made a sort of whimper and Sakura turned back around to glance at him. He was licking his lips continuously. I wonder whats wrong with him, Sakura thought. She took
Annie~'Voices in my head' Chapter.2Annie~'Voices in my head' Chapter.23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 2:Horrible Memories
A wicked laugh explodes, "Well, hello my dear! It's nice to see you again! Nice to know that I'm not totally gone from Panem's memory!"
I stand there silent, trying to tell if this was all real, or all just my imagination.
"You've beat me once, Annika; Bested me at my own game, by hiding, waiting, watching."
The voice continues,
"Tell me, how was it to watch your partner beheaded before your very eyes? It must be scaring, I imagine. You do remember, don't you Annika?"
I do remember, and I suddenly flash back to that horrifyingly vivid moment-
I am in my 5th day in the arena, passing through a clearing in the forest, when suddenly I hear loud grunts and footsteps heading my way.
Quickly, I hide in a large bush of berries, peaking over the leaves, waiting for someone to appear. Rapidly, the bulky male Career from district 2
Draco's WishDraco's Wish9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I watched the fire, my potions homework was in the book in my lap, not that I cared. I was trying to think of a time when he was not always on my mind. Now no matter where I go or what I do it seems like he is always there, floating just out of reach. I spend my day teasing, taunting, and insulting him. I wish that I could make him notice me other ways, but he never will. He hates me, and he thinks I hate him, all the Slytherins know that I want him. I was so afraid to tell them, but there fine. I'm bi that's all there is to it. As I stare at the fire and these thought wander through my mind I can't help but hope that he thinks of me. Maybe he is thinking of me now, no that will never happen. I finish my homework on illegal love potion, then as I clime into bed alone I hope that tomorrow, yes, by tomorrow he'll realize why I'm there bugging him.
I watch as his black hair enters the great hall, some mornings I wish that I didn't look for him every morning, I still watch him. My food is
Warriors prologueWarriors prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cave chaos, part one
Continuation of the manga edition (Not needed to read this)
By: Kelsey (Aka Luna the moon dragon)
Inspired by Erin hunter's best selling series, warriors. Warriors doesn't belong to me
In the undergrowth surrounding the beautiful, starry clearing, a short black and white pelt stirred the leaves. A slender face pushed from the bushes and into the clearing where a small, mystic pool lay in the centre. It had distinctly feminine features. She moved her head back and forth, looking around the clearing. It was waiting for someone. Than, as if on cue, cats poured into the clearing from every direction until the pool was surrounded.
"Glad you could make it." the black and white she-cat mewed to the others.
"Not like we had much choice..." A brown tom answered dryly. "Why have you brought this meeting together at such a late hour Cavestar?"
"The reason, Chaos-star, is there is a disaster befalling the clans very soon, and we need to do something... I'm su
Our Wedding -SasuSaku- PT2"Sasuke-teme just open your eyes and smile already!" Naruto yelled as he glared at his best friend who was sitting quietly in the corner with his eyes closed.Our Wedding -SasuSaku- PT28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It's no use, he's too stubborn," Lee whispered in Naruto's ear as he came up beside him.
Sighing Naruto pushed Lee away, "No he needs a photo Sakura-chan made me promise that he'd have one!"
Eyes flicking open Sasuke groaned. "Is this a lie again Naruto?" he asked tiresomely as he raised an eyebrow.
"When did I lie? Huh?" Naruto asked slowly as he scratched his head in confusion.
"Just answer the question dobe..." Sasuke groaned as he rolled his eyes.
Folding his arms across his chest Naruto glared at him once more, "Of course it's the truth; it's your wedding day!"
After a moment's silence Sasuke got to his feet, "Fine take the stupid photo. It'll make her happy..."
Smiling triumphantly Naruto raised the camera to his eyes, "Great ok now smile!"
Sasuke looked at Naruto emotionlessly, "She just want a photo so take one...I'm not
Stay With MeCato's Point of ViewStay With Me3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stare at Clove, lying on the ground. I can't believe what just happened. What happened seemed unthinkable. Until now.
She lies as motionless as a rock, but a low moan still escapes her lips. Deep down, I know it is too little, too late.
"Clove, stay with me," I almost beg.
It got dead silent, as if you were on an elevator and it just stopped.
"Cato," she mumbles. "I-" She doesn't finish her sentence.
Her eyelids are starting to flutter shut. I won't lose her. I can't. It was my job to protect her.
"Clove, please," I plead, as my tears fall on her delicate face and slowly trickle to the ground.
"I love you," she says as she takes her last breath of life.
"No," I whisper. "No,
Conversations With Myself"You're . you're writing again. Is everything okay?"Conversations With Myself4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to vent a little is all. Nothing to worry about. Honest."
" .You're sure? I mean, because generally when you write, there's something really bothering you driving it."
"Trust me, all is well. Like I said, I just need to write a little to help myself think some things through. Don't worry about me."
"I'm really sorry that I have to ask again, but are you sure you're okay? This isn't like you, you know."
"Really, there isn't anything wrong. I just want to write just a little to clear my head of things."
"Hey you're kind of worrying me. If there's something you need to say, you can say it to me. I promise I'll keep it a secret, and that I'll help in any way I can, okay?"
" You know, I don't get you. I tell you everything is fine, and that I just want to clear my head, and you get your panties in a bunch over nothing. And, that's exactly what it is: noth