Cap 5 - TraicionCapitulo 5Cap 5 - Traicion4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
La cita de los recuerdos
//No te vayas//.
-¡Tengamos una cita!-
Manuel quedo atónito, el chico que cada día de su vida le dice que lo odia, ¡Lo estaba invitando a salir!, pero no era novedad , siempre hacía lo mismo, siempre jugaba con el a su antojo, no pudo hacer más que bajar la cabeza
-¡Y a vo' que cresta te pasa!- gritó con la cabeza agacha, mientras el argentino le sujetaba la mano con fuerza - Desde que llegue no hay echo más que wearme todo el día...- Sus ojos se pusieron llorosos no aguantaba más- ¿Como no entendí' que estoy sufriendo?, ¿Tanto me odias...?- Argentina solo lo miraba impávido- ¡¿Tanto me odias?!- grito el chileno con fuerza, su cuerpo y mente estaban completamente colapsados, comenzaba a sentir el peso de la situación sobre sus hombros y le pesaba... le pesaba demasiado.
Argentina sonrió, pero ya no parec
Latin APH: Se gentil Cap 6 ENDLatin APH: ¡Se gentil!Latin APH: Se gentil Cap 6 END5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Capitulo 6: (Final) Lo más importante
ADVERTENCIA: este capítulo contiene YAOI (ChicoXChico) explícito, por favor si te desagrada este tipo de relación, no leas este capítulo ni comentes ^^ Gracias!
Tan pronto al llegar, Manu se bajó cojeando del auto, intentando escapar de mi, diciendo que jamás me dejaría hacerle nada, porque el no era un "fleto" y que jamás lo haría con un hombre -aun que ya lo había hecho mío incontables veces-
Yo, con una sonrisa en la cara que no podía borrar, dejé que reclamase un poco, mientras veía lo nervioso que estaba cuando cerré la puerta de la mi casa, mientras me sacaba la chaqueta y la tiraba en el sofá. Él medió la espalda todo el tiempo, no quería mirarme, pero yo sabía que era por que estaba avergonzado de lo que había dicho -a su forma- y son esas reacciones, la expresión de su rostro, sus palabras y esa voz
tomate song version chilenatomate wenotomate song version chilena4 years ago in Letters More Like This
oigan cabros!!! este año plante artos tomates!!
weno, tomate weno, tomate, weno, weno, weno.
puta que rico puta que sano puta que es rica la wea.
pa los tallarines esta el tomate
pal completo el tomate
el rojo como el chileno, adoro el tomate.
pero... con aji queda la raja!
claro que algunos le echan mucho
y queda la caga..
el tomate del verano nunca llega !!puta la wea!!!
ahh!!!! argentina!!! que me tai topando wn!!
deja de leciarme po!!
con aji y ajo, lo disfruto mucho mejor
con cilantro y merquen, ya me lo quiero comer
weno, tomate weno, tomate, weno, weno, weno.
con cebollita bien picadita es la ensala a la chilena
ah... toy cagao de hambre... y me da paja cosinar
weno, tomate weno, tomate, weno, weno, weno.
puta que rico puta que sano puta que es rica la wea.
nose de donde cresta lo trajeron, pero es muy weno
yo lo quiero relleno o con cebolla a la chilena!
pero.... esto ya es una obsesion,
todo el verano me lo paso co
+HETALIA+ InnocenceSweden watched the small male carefully, watching as Finland flicked through mounds of paperwork.+HETALIA+ Innocence6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What an innocent little thing Finland was, he observed.
The smaller male stopped digging, pulled out a pen, and returned to writing fervently on a check that would be headed to America.
Once done, he dropped it into the out tray.
The boy worked so hard, trying to pay back America after the Great War.
Sweden couldn't help the need to hug Finland, and simply wrapped his arms lightly around the smaller male's waist.
His honest and innocent little Finland.
...Este es el adios......Mi ultimo deseo... que no estés triste......Este es el adios...7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
...Quisiera decirte... que no se termina aquí...
...Mientras pienses en mi... me acordare de ti;...
...Si arreglara algo... como los besos que no te di...
...lo haré cuando duermas... con tus recuerdos de mí...
...te susurrare con el viento... fuiste único... para mi corazón...
...y ahora que me voy... lo dejare vació... para otra que quiera tu amor...
...Algo que no aguanto... verte llorar en mi...
...fuiste muy correcto... desde el inicio hasta mi repentino fin...
...ya es la hora... te toca... vivir sin mi...
...me llevare tu cariño... tu amor... y un beso desde aquí...
...Siempre que te rías... que llores... estaré allí para ti...
...viéndote de lejos... o viviendo dentro de ti...
...lo último que quiero ver... es que tú estés feliz...
...ríete con ganas... cuando hables sobre mi...
...Fuiste mi amor... aunque las cosas sean otras...
...ahora se... que t
.:Amor:..:Amor:.10 years ago in Horror More Like This
Te vi arrastrarte entre las ánimas perdidas. Por la noche, lentamente, entre sueños lames mis escalofríos. Tus ojos se clavan de nuevo en mi alma. Arrancas la piel de mi pecho con tus uñas negras y susurras palabras de amor en mis pesadillas.
Han pasado cien mil años y aún tus huesos descansan en mi lecho, han pasado cien mil años más y tu maldad aun habita entre mis venas, las cicatrices de tus besos jamás desaparecerán, y el deseo me esclavizará para siempre a tu locura...
Las sombras de tu voz azotan con fiereza en las frágiles ventanas de mi debilidad, tus dedos susurran con una frívola ternura en las llanuras de mis labios, mientras por dentro muero, muero e imploro por un momento, esta eterna tortura...
Las alas rotas de tu carcomido corazón se extienden envolviendo mi melancolía, mientras esperas a que, con una sonrisa cortada sobre esta retorcida mueca de dolor, conteste a tus obscuros deseos de una mórbida felicidad imaginaria...permanece donde estas, allí donde tu cuerpo seco
Whole NumbersX and Y are meant to be,Whole Numbers4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As arithmetic has always shown.
But it's this that's made me wholly see
A formula before unknown.
Thus I struggle sorely to impute
Any form of logic to this love.
I cannot manage to compute
What this racing heart's indicative of.
To my dismay, I cannot derive,
Any sense to this new affection.
But it's this very confusion that keeps me alive,
Though I desperately fear a certain rejection.
By parenthesis, we're set apart,
Such a hopeless equation I long to pursue.
But I hope someday to hold your heart,
And I vow with conviction I'll factor through.
Whole numbers are what I once desired,
In such a sum I yearned to be.
But integers are dull and tired
And this repeating decimal intrigues me.
All I required, I learned not in school,
The only whole number that matters is "2".
I don't care about timeworn theorems and rules-
I want to add with you.
New Experiences.New Experiences.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight sat with her five friends as they chatted about the exciting day they had all experienced. Today was the day that Rarity and Fluttershy had became a couple. This meant that there were now two couples in their circle of friends, Rarity and Fluttershy, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash. The group often joked that Twilight and Pinkie Pie were next, although they vehemently denied it. Well, Twilight denied it, while Pinkie just giggled at the idea. Eventually the night wore on and the ponies had to retreat to their homes. Applejack and Rainbow Dash went back to Sweet Apple Acres, to spend the night with each other, while Rarity and Fluttershy went back to the Carousel Boutique. Twilight and Pinkie Pie parted ways, and were the only ones to go home by themselves. Twilight returned to the library and made her way upstairs to her room. Spike was flat out in his basket, his snores drifting through the silent library. Twilight settled down into her bed, ready to just drift off into a deep
Gakuen Latina pag 32Gakuen Latina (Versión Hetamerica )Gakuen Latina pag 324 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
¿Uhh..?Pe-pero que paso ayer, ¡Ah! CTM me duele la cabeza Ahh, por la cresta ¿Que hora es? Parece que que ya salio el sol pero ¡¿Oh Weon y En donde cresta estoy ?!
-¡Ah! ¡ bom dia, Manuel finalmente você despertar!
-!Ahhh! !por la cresta! se levanta de golpe en la cama y la desordena toda, al botar los cojines y el cubrecamas de esta- !C-Canuãs! !Weon! !¿como chucha llegaste asta aquí? O-osea ¿Como chucha yo llegue hasta aquí?!! ¿En dónde estoy? ¿Con quién estuve? ¡¡¡¿Y ELIZABETH?!!!
-T-Tranquilizarse Manuel, usted estar bien, você estar en su casa, yo traerlo aquí anoche luego de la fiesta
- ¿Fiesta? Fiesta, cre-creo que me acuerdo de algo, a ver -cierra los ojos para tranquilizarse y pensar un poco- ¡Ahhh! ¡verdad! si ahí fue donde estaba con la Eli pegándose su bue
.Black.Ribbon..Black.Ribbon.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A cross between her fingertips
She says she never meant to hurt you
But the splinters in your heart tell you otherwise
And if she loves you any more
You'll surely die, but does it matter
Does it matter that you still feel her
Fingers pushed inside you, playing with your soul
Brushed against your angel wings
You mean to tell her, honestly
You really wish she'd choke
But her corset tightens 'round your lips
And her ribbons, down your throat
You're stupid again
Stupid to think she'd listen any way
When all that's said is lies
Admit you've come to need them
Grown attached to their subtle joys
And when that cross between her fingers
Presses firmly against your chest
Next time you'll surely cry
Knowing full well that silence is best
078. Drink"Tino, I don't need anything, really." Norway pleaded, raising a hand of defiance. "Really."078. Drink4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"N-No, it's fine, Norway! I'll get you something to drink. You're my guest after all!"
"No re-" interrupted by the furious working noises in the kitchen. Norway had come to hang with Finland just for the day, as Denmark was busy doing only God knows what, and Sweden was working on a new set of end-tables that he had begun crafting.
"What would you like? I have juice, scotch-wait no scratch that one." Tino hid the scotch beneath the kitchen sink sneakily yet in plain view. Norway could only imagine who's alcohol it was. Sure, Sweden didn't drink much, and he rarely saw Finland ever touch the stuff, but he wouldn't be surprised if they hid a stash for future company (he did often see Denmark come to his place with a bottle of scotch, though. For all he knew, the Dane could be picking the other two clean of their liquor. It was probably best of Tino to hide it in that case).
"Water's fine, really.
Only for you, BerwaldHe seemed cheerful today, Berwald.Only for you, Berwald4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To anyone other than me, he might have looked bored out of his mind, but I saw it, that really faint little smile that could only be seen in his eyes.
I never thought it was such a big deal to him, and I couldn't even remember him ever talking about it. Hell, he never talked about anything, basically.
Still, it was so obvious that I was going to take part in something so huge to him, that I was more than a little nervous of screwing up.
My Swedish wasn't exactly flawless, to say the least.
As he made his final preparations for raising his country's flag, I drew a couple of shallow, nervous breaths and cleared my throat.
This was it. Make one mistake, and he'd think I didn't cared enough about his heritage to learn his national anthem.
He was just about to start hoisting that yellow and blue flag, when he said to me:
"You didn't have to do this, but thank you anyway."
If that was supposed to be comforting, it failed miserably.
But then again, he had no
SuFin: Sweet NothingsBerwald sighed, leaning further back in his chair and grabbing another large book from his desk. Thrown carelessly before him were the useless dictionaries and thesauruses he had previously been searching through; in English, Swedish, Finnish. He opened up the last of them; a thick, weighty Finnish thesaurus.SuFin: Sweet Nothings4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Speedily, he skimmed to R. R for rakkaus. But of course, he came up empty handed. No other words to describe love, and yet he felt that "love" simply didn't do his feelings justice. What he had for Tino was more than just love.
But Berwald was never good with words and was lost in ways to explain it.
Back to K. K for kaunis. Tino was beautiful, but more than that. Berwald couldn't put his finger on it. Neither could any of the synonyms given. Berwald wasn't a fluent Finnish speaker, but he knew enough to get by, and he knew that none of these words could quite describe how Tino looked and how he carried himself.
Then, to I. I for ihana. For the things that Tino did. For everything
You Are My Sweetest DownfallYou are my sweetest downfallYou Are My Sweetest Downfall5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I loved you first, I loved you first
It was true; Tino wasn't the strongest person among the people who represented their individual countries, but it wasn't as if he was completely incompetent. He remembered when they ran away together. Berwald (or "Su-san," as Tino came to call him) the name was of utmost importance to the small nation. Both Sweden and Finland were controlled by Russia at a certain point in time it had been quite a long time ago so the number of days and exact times were a blur. All Tino found important to remember was the way Su-san grabbed his hand and stole him away from Russia.
Sweden and Finland they were no longer under the command of another country, yet, they weren't exactly independent countries either. Sweden, being much more domineering, decided to take the smaller nation for himself. Though Finland wanted to protest to say that he wanted to be independent that he wanted to be his own country onc
Home is where your heart isThat day I was staring at the ocean, just like a million times before, when he said to me:Home is where your heart is4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Can you see all of the islands, Berwald? They're all yours, down to the last one of them, and no-one can take that away from you."
We simply sat there on the pier, all alone, his head resting against my shoulder, my naturally cold hands firmly grasping his.
Gazing out over what was so rightfully mine, I couldn't help but wish it was ours, together. Just as much his home as mine.
"You know, if you look towards the very end of the horizon, you can almost see my house from over here!", he jokingly said, pointing out towards the sun setting over the vast blue Baltic Sea, as if to lighten up the rather serious mood.
He had never been that much for talking about his emotions, which I on the other hand preferred over him keeping them hidden from me.
"Then again. If I want him to share his feelings with me, I should probably do the same once in a while", was my thoughts, as I turned my gaze from the bea
_.The Deal - Oneshot._"DAMN YOU.... d-damn you..."_.The Deal - Oneshot._4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dib struggled to catch his breath, slumping down against the ragged edge of the wall. Before him, a now empty courtyard. The bell had gone not long ago. The others had long started to head inside for class, nobody noticing let alone caring about the lanky doubled over teen. He coughed, and was shocked to spit up a small bit of blood.
Dib wiped his hand against his trench coat, before wiping at his mouth. He spat onto the ground beside him, before looking around as though afraid of being attacked. Never before had he fought to this extent with Zim before. There was no denying that over the past two years things had heated up between both rivals.
Dib spat again, before pulling himself up. He had no choice but to head back to class, knowing he would either invoke the Bitters horrible wrath or land himself a place in the underground classroom for the rest of the year. Wanting neither, he trudged back into the building. Only after his right
"Venganza y Esperanza" Cap 1"Venganza y Esperanza" Cap 110 years ago in General More Like This
"Revenge and Hope"
Colleen McCullough was in the hall chatting and laughing with Tommy McOkeefe on the wheat collection of the last year, in the face of Colleen suddenly appeared several tears thinking about or late father, deceased the last winter. Colleen retired tears of the face with reverso of its hand and continued the conversation so that Tommy did not worry, spent minutes until a young farmer appeared a young person running by the corridor that he gave with the great hall the Akar-Ikkis Castle, shouted, but he screamed well that he needed to see the female leader of the clan and the castle urgently. When arriving next to Colleen deep breathing "I request the word, exhausted Milady."Dijo the young boy.
"First calm down,and soon you will talk." said amiably the lady Of What do you want to talk, boy, that it is so urgent that the young person cannot breath." Ask her, when seeing that the boy already had calmed the sufficient
You and Me: Chapter 14It had been a few days since Tino had set foot indoors, under a roof that wasn't leaking above an old barn or bus shelter. Barely an hour after they had arrived in Sweden, Berwald and he were taken to the house that Berwald had apparently purchased (at the very last minute, it would seem).You and Me: Chapter 144 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mild warmth hit Tino's face and he smiled into it, forgetting altogether about when and for how much Berwald had purchased this house. Perhaps the tall man had made some phone calls on his cell phone while Tino was asleep, but he couldn't be sure.
Tino looked around him; the house was dark and empty, and bare, which was to be expected. There was, however, a few pieces of furniture such as a rare looking couch in the living room. Upon inspecting the kitchen, Berwald found everything they would need for the time being; a sink, an oven, a small fridge and a functional washing machine. He presumed the bathroom would have a toilet, sink and bath tub, too. Tino didn't move from the space befor
mensaje secreto o.oSolo tengo un deseo interno...mensaje secreto o.o7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
tengo que decirlo, a los 4 vientos...
algo que me carcome, desde adentro...
rezo, porque aun, no sea esto en vano...
Sinceramente, la he vendido entera...
ocacionalmente, llega a ser tan lastimera...
una vez echa, nada tiene defensa...
lo que me queda, es escribhir esta lesera...
Pero para mi, tu significas demaciado...
en este dia que a pasado, pensando en el pasado...
recordando, toda la mierda que te he echado
dandome cuenta, hasta que punto, la he cagado...
O hago este poema, o doy todo por acabhado...
no pienso decaer, se que aun, no es para tanto...
alguna vez, todos la hemos cagado...
mas aun, otros llegan, a seguir de largo...
Entonces yo digo, todo en este escrito...
para que asi sepas, que estoy arrepentido...
otra opcion ya, no la he tenido...
respuesta quiero, al acabar con este escrito...
Finalmente, mi ultimo recurso se a ido...
ahora no se, si estoy a tiermpo o perdido...
volveria en el tiempo, para evadir lo cometido...
ojala que sientas,
_.Watching._He can't see me._.Watching._4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I watch as he walks past. His stance is so rigid, his eyes unmoving. His movement is fluid. Each step full of dignity and pride. Everybody is invisible to him. He is superior. He is the best. He is the one everybody should respect and he makes that clear.
But I know him. It's all an act. As soon as he's confined within the shelter of his base, that ego will fall. Those walls of pride will come crashing down.
I follow him, he turns. He still can't see me. He contemplates as he walks. That stance loosens. His eyes start to dart frantically, back and forth. They are unseeing. He is tense.
He reaches the base. The strange house still stands tall. Change is not a word associated with his vocabulary. Change is meaningless to him. The house remains just as it did, the gnomes still stand guard. I continue to follow him. He still doesn't see me.
He slumps down onto the couch. GIR is there, watching the Scary Angry Monkey show. Zim's ego has collapsed. He doesn't scre
Viper's Fury - Chapter 2Viper's Fury - Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
U.S. Interstellar Marine Corps, Forward Operating Installation SMMC Micheal P. Barrett
Interstellar War I, Argo-Vela Constellation Combat Zone - Op. Viper's Fury, Vibora Report
Interview with Capt. Jamie Pearson, Staff Sgt. Larry Jones, PO1-SWO Gordon Boudreaux
Reporter - Craig Freeman, CNN-BBC News Affiliate
Recorded Data Archives, 2095.11.10, Nova-VII
I stopped Pearson for a moment, writing down the notes that needed to be taken. "Now, this is on a later date. I'm assuming you're referring to Viper's Fury now, correct?" I asked.
"Aye," he acknowledged. "VF was the point-operation for the first major offensive against the Sentinels, initiated a few days before the year 2050."
"Sentinels? That's the callsign the Northern Alliance of Vela: Naval Department gave the aggressors, right?" I asked.
Boudreaux nodded, pulling a 360-degree view of the alien species that had been added to the Aggressor Logs for the United States Military and her allies. "Aye. NAVN ga
Entrevistando a DracheaRannakEntrevistando a DracheaRannak5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Primeramente quiero agradecerte el haberte tomado el tiempo de poder contestar a esta entrevista. Para comenzar ¿ Por qué no te presentas a los lectores?.
Soy Drachea Rannak... un gusto
¿Cómo y cuando conociste deviantART?
Por mako-fufu Estábamos en Patagonik los dos, una productora. Corría el año 2006, Abril. mako-fufu Me insistía que mis trabajos eran buenos y que era una lastima que nadie pudiera verlos... ella me hablo de DA y bueno, me cree un profile para que no me jodiera más. Y como siempre, tenia razón.
¿Qué es el arte para ti?
Para mi es una forma de expresar la belleza. Pongo sentimiento en mis dibujos si, pero rara vez los hago para reflejar lo que siento. Al contrario, busco crear cosas bellas, nostálgicas, divertidas, para generar cosas positivas en quien lo vea.
¿Que tipo de arte odias y cual te apasiona?
Odiar... uso un montón esa palabra pero no se si para el arte. Od
You're FamilyThump. Thump. Thump. To Yowane Haku it felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Nervously she stared at the large oak door to the mansion-like house.You're Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She slowly brought her fist up preparing to knock when the handle to her suitcase slipped from her grip and slammed into the door. Haku put her hand on the door as she bent down to retrieve the fallen luggage.
But to her horror right as she reached the handle the door opened sending her crashing down inside the house. Red with embarrassment she scrambled to her knees staring up at the person standing over her.
Above her a tall young man with blue hair and eyes held an ice cream cone. After an awkward moment, while they stared at each other quizzically the boy dropped the sugary cone and creamy liquid onto Haku's long white hair.
"Agh my ice cream!" The boy screamed.
"W- What is it?!" A shrill voice screamed. Haku watched a small blonde girl run down the stairs leading down to the front door. "