RainRain9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The spring rain turned the bright crimson blood to a softer, almost pink, color. Sai briefly wondered if it was normal to muse so nonchalantly about the color of his own blood as he half leaned on the tree behind him, half propped up by the roseate-haired medic in front of him. Sakura's hands and a good deal of her arms and clothes were covered or splattered with blood. None of it her own.
It looked so artistic- the lighting of the setting sun, striking every rain drop and giving them a golden glow as they continuously plummeted down all around the two of them, also rolling down her arms, hair and face magnificently, meshing with liquid crimson and her own tears...
She desperately pumped healing green chakra into his body, trying to mend that tragically wide gash across his chest before he bled to death. A lot of blood, not enough chakra, too much pain, not enough time, everything to lose...
As a medic nin, she never experienced losing a patient, and the prospect of it happening now wa
Time Will Heal The ScarsTime Will Heal The Scars13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Time Will Heal The Scars
The wind blew through his curly black hair as he blew into his saxophone, standing on the boardwalk listening to the sounds of the beach. He had been playing in this spot for years, and the sound to him was like an old shoe. The kind of memory that he could not throw away despite how useless it was. His saxophone case was nearly empty of the coins and bills that it usually contained. Tourist season had ended, and like the birds, everyone had migrated elsewhere for the winter months.
There was a chill on the air coming off the ocean. The man put down his saxophone to rest, leaning his thin back up against the railing of the boardwalk. At 45, he had been gifted with a young face, but the years of playing outside just for money had taken their toll on his hands, and they bore the marks of someone twice his age. He sat with his fingers clasped over his knees and stared out at the ocean, its green-blue waves throwing themselves on the sand with a fury that co
Itachi's DeathWhy am I hereItachi's Death7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Was this your plan all along
To play with my mind
Maybe Im wrong
I was always in your shadow
I still looked up to you
Then my vision of you was shattered
My world was torn in two
Dad never said he loved me
He only loved his other son
And now in my mind
The memories weigh a ton
The memories of blood
In my heart they are kept
I look solemnly back
On those nights that I wept
I wish that I had died that night
I would not have done this to you
This was my only goal in life
I wish that wasnt true
Because of you Ive lost everything
My family, and my friends
I lost them so I could be here
These feelings come and go like trends
As you lay here, slowly dying
I know that I will never know
Why you did all of these things
Or about the feelings you failed to show
You said you were the obstacle
I had to overcome
I guess that in the end
That battle was won
I know that maybe you didnt have
The kind of love you needed
But I still couldnt help but wonder why
Naruto fan-fic: "Shiver""Shino, give the hell up! You want me to come down there?!", Kiba yelled to Shino from up on the platform. He didn't even look like he heard him, which was one of the most irritating things about Shino, at least to Kiba.Naruto fan-fic: "Shiver"6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Shove that pride somewhere, will ya! He's gonna kill you on the spot if you try to fight him!" He tried his best to get through, but the efforts were futile.
"The exams aren't going anywhere, ok! We'll try again together next year, just as now. No shame in that, Shino." He looked in his direction, but paid him no attention, which made Kiba even more motivated to just go down there and beat all the high and mightiness out of Shino.
Furious to no end, Kiba wasn't just gonna stand by and watch some random shinobi kill his best friend in the preliminaries of the Chunin Exams. No, he wasn't gonna let something like what happened to Lee the previous year happen to Shino, never.
Without warning, Kiba appeared behind Shino. It all happened so fast that no-one was albe to prev
Lee's JourneyLEE'S JOURNEYLee's Journey7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lee had faced many obstacles in his life, and one way or another surpassed them all. There were now three things to train for, three things that made Lee push himself harder and harder each day: Gai-sensei's recognition, defeating Neji, and the Chunnin exams.
Both Tenten and Neji passed on their second try, while Lee had failed three times now. He promised himself he would not let that number get to four. He would pass, and he would defeat Neji, and if he couldn't, he would do five million laps around...no. If he would defeat his eternal rival if it cost him his life.
That goal only got farther away the day Neji was made Jounin. Any normal person would have given up that day, but Rock Lee wasn't any normal person. When it was Lee's turn to congratulate him at the little party the team had thrown, he didn't wrap Neji in a big bear hug like their sensei had; he didn't say a word, he simply looked Neji in the eye, smiled, and stuck out his hand for him to shake. Neji blinked
DA: DW Snippets 2Title: Snippets - Chapter 2DA: DW Snippets 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Game: Dragon Age
characters/pairing: Morrigan, Cousland
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age.
The fire crackles.
Edric watches his witch as she bends over the pot, carefully inspecting the stew, her wrists flicking as she stirs it. He watches her in silence from the opening of the door of his daughter's small room. Ellyn's head is on his lap. He feels his daughter stir from the nap, murmuring "papa" as she presses her head against his lap, tiny hands clutching his pants. There's a tender smile on the child's lips, and Edric can't help smiling as well. Stroking Ellyn's hair, he buries his fingers into the child's dark brown locks as he diverts his eyes towards the opening of the door. And he finds that Morrigan is watching the two of them. The fire crackles, and she turns back to inspect it once again.
A thumb finds the scar on his chin and he furrows his brow. His eyes fall upon the orange tint of the fire. And s
Mermaids IN SPACE -- ficletMermaids... IN SPACEMermaids IN SPACE -- ficlet7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Fanfic for my own original fic. u.u;;
"Arun!" Lìadan's voice rang over the rocks, dismay clear in her tone. "Arun, you get leafs of green-blue flower in food, yes?"
On the other side of the ledge, in the dry hollow of the tiny island, Arun looked up from his laptop and the progress report he was typing up. "Uh. Yeah? You said it was alright to eat..."
"No, no! I say blue-green, not -- ahh. Bad -- wrong flower. Wrong."
Arun straightened up, alarmed, and scrambled over to look at her, half-expecting to find her or the pirate greenish and foaming at the mouth. "Oh shit. Is it poiso...?"
In the shallow cove, Lìadan and Blue sat, Lìadan in the water, with her gray tail curled around her, Blue with his long legs stretched out; the man was frozen on the spot, a half-eaten plant cake still in hand. His tanktop was sliding down a still lanky, but now rounder and narrower shoulder, low enough to offer glimpses of round bumps that should never have exist
Naruto x Reader x Gaara: Game and Play with me..."Mum, can I go out with my friends?" you asked. The mid-year exams had finally come to an end and Naruto and Gaara decided to hang out at the local internet café.Naruto x Reader x Gaara: Game and Play with me...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Where to?" you mother asked curious?
"The internet café " you replied.
"Ok! Wait, what? Come on! Why not?"
"They sell drugs there! Of course you can't go! And that is final. Why don't you go out with Sakura and Ino? I think they are going to the movies today " your mother trailed off.
"Fine mum. I'll going to tell Naruto and Gaara UNFORTUNATELY I'm not going " you made a face. Who would want to hang out with Sakura and Ino? They were gossipers and you were definitely not the gossiping type. Ok, you have to agree you liked listening in into their gossips and know what is happening around the school, but sometimes sometimes any gossip that goes through their ears and out of their mouths can be over exaggerated and well, out of hand.
You walked out of the house and walked up to Gaara and Nar
Itachi and Unexpected GuestI was outside, sitting against the cool-brick-wall of the nearby building, resting. I was watching the sunset, when something touched my hand. It was small, and fuzzy. Fuzzy? I turned my eyes down to see what was there and to not alert it of my awareness.Itachi and Unexpected Guest9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I narrowed my eyes. A cat? No, this wasn't a cat. It was tiny. The thing couldn't have hurt a fly. As it cautiously bat at my hand, an amused smirk curled upon my face as I reached for a nearby kunai. The ball of gray fluff wouldn't know what it hit. As I lazily poised the kunai in my hand to throw it down, it turned its eyes up at me.
Shit. My eyes narrowed further as I tried to mentally steel myself for the next move, but instead of running away like I hoped it would have, it lay down with its head on my hand. I was nearly fuming with the indignation of it. Why did this creature think it could simply approach me, Itachi Uchiha like this?
But, I had to give it credit. It was brave. I pulled my hand back and the surprised creature's h
How to Give FeedbackHow to Give Feedback11 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
*clears throat* Hello, for those of you who already know me, you know that I normally don't write and draw a whole bunch, but, yes, I do write. For those who don't know me, welcome to my... tutorial of a sort.
I have noticed that when commenting, many viewers do it in a rather unsatisfying manner. Yes, I will acknowledge that there are people who have trouble expressing themselves through words, so don't flame me accusing me of not knowing the entire situation. Trust me I have done research, the dork I am, before I started on this. Anyway, here I will instruct viewers on how to comment on a deviation in order to
1. Make the artist happy, first and of utmost importance,
2. Have a 95% chance to receive a response by the artist, and
3. Make it seem like the artist has at least one competent viewer.
You stumble upon a deviation, whether you have been watching this person and found it in the devwatch section of your messages or found it in the recent submissions or however you found it is c
Kakashi-Iruka Fic. Chapter 1.(Thursday, 2 am)Kakashi-Iruka Fic. Chapter 1.8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Dammit!" Kakashi muttered, burrying his head under his white, lumpy pillow.
The alarm clock in his bedroom had been set for 8 a.m, not 2 a.m. After one minute of the constant, irksome beep, he slammed his hand down on the 'snooze' button.
'I'm never going to be able to go back to sleep' he thought, rubbing his eyes. He walked gracelessly towards the bathroom having to feel his way along the walls. His room was pitch black and he could only faintly see outside the window above his full-size bed. The light from the moon had been carpeted by dark, shadowy clouds. Kakashi stepped into the bathroom, the tile seemed ice-cold against his warm feet creating an unpleasant contrast. He lifted his left hand, flicking on the bathroom lights. His eyes squinted, not used to the light. As Kakashi shuffled his feet towards the bathroom sink, he heard a noise outside. It was very faint and sounded like a whimper coming from a young child. Kakashi stood silently trying to decide whethe
to yell to dance to grow...one day I will tell my son to look for loveto yell to dance to grow...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a drowning man, to fill his lungs with it. I will
raise him with gentle hands and teach him to touch
a woman or a man with his fingertips. I will
tell my son to cry when he feels like crying and laugh
when he feels like laughing and sing out loud
when he feels the voice of God in his chest.
I will teach him to be unashamed
of his body or his thoughts, to spend days naked
with himself and his dreams, the proper way to throw
a punch and when to walk away. I will tell him
to get dirty, that every human being will spend
at least one night on their knees, value of
humility and of sore muscles. I will teach him to love,
above all other things to love,
to love and love and love until his body aches
with the quivering tension of
holding it all in and I will tell him that second to this,
the strongest thing he will ever do is look into the breaking point
and let go.
falling away.---falling away.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tonight you are building a man out
of blankets and pressing your face where
his neck would be. you close
your eyes and pretend your pulse
is his and bite your lip and try
so hard not to cry.
tonight you are looking for a man
who sees the shadows in the way
you hold your wrists. he could.
he could, so you know it's possible.
tonight you are not beautiful but you
are so broken.
tonight you slam your fists against the
wall and wonder what it is about you
that is so easy to walk away from.
what it is about you that is
so easy to leave behind.
tonight the man with a pillow face
is softer than the body you used to climb
but it's all you have.
you'll take it. it's better than being alone.
tonight you press yourself
closer to a memory until you can
feel it digging into your skin.
it hurts, you think,
but it's something real.
F-AT: The EnemyIt was a calm day in the forest as a group of scientists researched a new territory. Their leader, Doc, was in front with a younger woman named Ériu staying near him.F-AT: The Enemy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ériu did you record all our findings?" Doc asked looking at the woman who was in charge of writing down what the group discovered.
"Yes I did," Ériu said showing Doc her hurriedly scribbled notes. Doc took them from her and frowned at the penmanship beneath his mask.
"Can you write a bit neater?" he asked giving them back. Ériu nodded.
"I was planning on writing a neater copy when we got back to the lab " she said.
"Good," Doc replied, then started walking forth with the others following. Ériu looked around taking notes of things with a soft sigh. But then she stopped and looked at something. Doc looked at her.
"I think I saw something " Ériu said.
"It's a forest, there are sure to be animals running around" Doc said unamused.
Ériu sighed, "Fine never mind."
Shaking his head D
Happy Belated B'Day CherylHewA Christmas GiftHappy Belated B'Day CherylHew10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Hinata sighed. Christmas was around the corner and she was alone. Sure, she had friends but the other kunoichis had BOYFRIENDS. For one, Shikamaru who always complained that girls were troublesome was now dating Temari. Of course, they had a long-distance relationship. But the siblings visited Konoha for Christmas, so Temari and Shikamaru were always seen together wherever they went. She had to give up entirely on Naruto, because he wrote back to his girlfriend, the most unexpected kunoichi of all, TenTen. Everyone was surprised when TenTen announced her relationship with Naruto to every genin. Lee was congratulating her, while Neji thought that Naruto rightfully deserves a strong kunoichi like TenTen. Hinata was literally heartbroken. She went through a minor phase of self-degrading for being weak until she decided it was best that she should be happy for Naruto.
But still, even Sakura and Ino had a boyfriend. They both were the weirdes
fall through the seasonsfall through the seasonsfall through the seasons8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the wings she lost there lies history untold,
pictures painted in dried trails of blood;
the one that wore a mask for mortals to behold
turned into a mortal by decrees of god.
Down she fell, to where the wingless fall,
clutching the feathers she ripped with her hands;
so began the journey of an immortal soul
in search of redemption to uncharted lands.
She did not look back at those she left behind,
though tears stung like thorns in unseeing eyes;
then she knew her soul had also turned blind
and what she called love was need in disguise.
She knew those who fall are bound to forget,
that she would lose her memory of home;
she had yet to feel the taste of regret
the sorrow and loss that were yet to come.
So passed the years of her life on the edge,
between the two worlds not so far apart;
t'was in the fall she remembered her pledge,
a windstorm awakened the need of her heart.
In fragmented memories she searched for her name,
the angel behind he
The Book of Forum, number 1The Book of Forum, number 110 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The Forum According to Curran
Creation- or the First
In the beginning, there was nothing.
Then, there was more nothing.
Then there was someone's dog, but it went away really fast with our slipper.
And there then was still nothing.
Then there was a great blank stare.
The Great Blank Stare loomed over the blank, gray-green world and decided that something had to come. It took him three days. Well, we SAY it took three days, but who is to say what time is to the Great Blank Stare. To it, there was no day, par se. So let's just say it took a certain amount of time of random thoughts going in and out of its orange head for the decision to be made. Having decided, it then set to work creating the realm of Forum, and the many nations and inhabitants to populate it.
First were the Forums, many in number and layered like the frosting on a bundt cake. The Deviants realm, with its wild growth and cycle of life and death. The fiery and dangerous lands of Complaints, where only the stou
HTTYD: Drinking GamesSummary: Never have I ever...HTTYD: Drinking Games5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"All right Legs, your turn."
"Okay, okay. Never have I ever -- "
"And I swear to Odin it better not be another one of those lame R-peewee things or whatever. None of us have done any of that crap."
"All right, I got it! It just took me a while to get used to the system." Snotlout nodded and leaned back, satisfied, while Fishlegs thought.
"Okay," Fishlegs said, "never have I ever...stabbed myself with a dagger."
Tuffnut, Astrid, and Hiccup took big gulps of their mead at that. When they had placed their tankards back on the table, Astrid looked at Hiccup and asked, "Accident at the smithy?"
"Yep," he said. "You?"
"Playing with my father's weapons. All right," she directed her gaze back out to the group at large, "my turn? Let's see. Never have I ever..." She got an evil grin. "...had my shield taken out by Gronkle fire."
DriftingHis name echoed down the hall, distorting as the Welsh accent bounced off of the stones, but still recognizable. He seemingly ignored it, lifting the toad in front of him in long fingered hands, closing the ornate lid of the box it had been sitting on, thus concealing the egg it had been incubating from sight, then setting the amphibian gently back down on the polished wood. The toad sat obediently where it was placed.Drifting10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Egg hidden, he turned, the lamb's wool of his robe swirling heavily about his feet with a low swish, the sound almost lost over the echo from the hall. He walked to the door, pulling the heavy oak back just far enough that his voice, tired and not much louder than the noise from his robes, could carry out into the hall. "I'm here, Helga, in my room." When he turned his back and moved back to his work table, he left the door open.
Less than a minute later, the door swung fully open behind him. "Salazar? What are you doing here? You left the celebration early, w
And I Blinked...You took the knife to your wristAnd I Blinked...10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You pressed nice and hard
Careful not to reopen other scars
Once you felt the cold metal you let go
You pulled the knife away
And watched in satisfaction as
Crimson poured out
You watched the pain slip away
You left this world
Just to be pulled back again
Once you thought you lost enough
You opened your eyes
Only to see me staring at you
At Your scars
At your new cut
At the bloody knife
At the puddle of blood
At your lifeless eyes
At your ashamed features
At my friend
And I Blinked...
ResignationResignation7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
poetry to soften the fall,
caring not for lovers
breaking a suitors
I have not
written poetry to inspire
the mob, should
revolution prove us
I have not written
poetry to elate the heart
for it to sink
I have not written poetry
only this: labors
of a silly idea
that I could confine your stride
OC Profile: Carter TuckerBASICSOC Profile: Carter Tucker11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Carter Tucker
Nickname(s) or Alias(es): Tuck or Tucky (usually only in teasing), Art or Artie (only occasionally)
Birthday: October 12, 1894
Age: 19-20 during FMA main timeline (henceforth noted as FMA); 60-63 during FMA: Vengeance of Pride (henceforth noted as VoP)
Relationship Status: Single during FMA, married during VoP
He may have a low-level case of OCD, but he has never been officially diagnosed.
Current Residence: East City, Amestris and later Koblen, Amestris during FMA; Resembool, Amestris during VoP
Hometown: Koblen, Amestris
Ethnic Background: ½ Aerugan (possibly with some Amestrian mixed in), ½ Ishvalan
Cultural Background: simple country upbringing heavily steeped in Ishvalan religion and culture
Taught at home by his father, including in medicine: Ages 4 – 19Self-taught alchemy: Ages 6 – 14, 16 - 19Trained
FFW Rider - desc and statsRider VishpalaFFW Rider - desc and stats7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Vishpala is a woman warrior from India; in a battle known as Khelas battle she lost her leg to invaders. Through aid of the gods that drive the sun and the moon, the Ashvins, she was able to continue fighting because they provided her with an iron leg. She was granted praise by the warrior goddess Durga for single-handedly protecting her village from invaders and her soul was raised to heroic status. Vishpala has black hair and dark skin, and her eyes are the eyes of a tiger. She has a wild look about her and she wears a tiger skin for clothing.
Riding Rank: A+
This is the ability to ride beasts and vehicles. At this rank, she is capable of handling any form of mount be it an animal or an object, even creatures on the level of Divine Beasts. The only mounts beyond her skills are those belonging to the race of dragons.
Independent Action Rank: C
This is the capacity of
If a Lion Could SpeakThe world churns this body,If a Lion Could Speak10 years ago in Open More Like This
has been my whitish ipecac,
like a big tongue in the gut,
has made me hurtle words.
I am a refinery, a plant that shits beauty.
Im tired and frightened, that is depression,
Ive said it before. Nothing is everything is love,
and no great love for the man'inventing.
Touch me off, go back to the aether,
monkey fist, half-hitch, noose.
Love is a sandpaper, it smooths corners,
it bevels edges, it makes dust of us,
finally we go back to the wind.
Every ribcage is a ladder with rungs
of bone. Im glad Im thin
so I can count how high I have to go.
On the hunt, the devil grass hurts
my eyes. Id rather sleep,
Id rather yawn my children into petted being.
The thousand frights between
my lips have made such games
of ivory shaking in the voice of earth.
Down at the r