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
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...2 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
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
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
Live to the Fullest NMT SEThe town of Day Lilly was filled with action as the people who stayed behind worked fast and hard to make barricades around the portal to Nightmares world on the church island. The majority of the material used was freshly felled trees laying about the swamplands from the storm a few months beforehand, along with a few old bits of furniture that would, under regular circumstances be brought to an Antique Road Show to be discovered that it was made by some great furniture maker years ago and be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.Live to the Fullest NMT SE6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rose walked around the barricade with her rapier in hand, an old heirloom that was brought down from generation to generation of women in her family. Despite being centuries old, it still had a polished sheen to it and a sharp edge that would cut true. She held onto its hilt tightly as she walked, keeping her mind on the here and now.
She looked at the people around her, mostly men on the later stages of their lives. They had all came from diffe
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
WhooTimeTravel Ch.6BFalse Memories, Ch.6BWhooTimeTravel Ch.6B6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A basic skill for a ninja is to conceal your presence and hide.
Kakashi stood in the clearing, taking note of his genin's positions. Everyone seemed to have hidden themselves well. Certainly, he doubted anyone of their respective levels less than a tracking specialist would notice them. Sakura under that bush, Sasuke up in that tree, Naruto... standing... right... in front of me. With his arms crossed and a very strange smile on his face. His stance suggested either he was completely confident about his chances, or that he simply wasn't going to try anything yet.
Eh... Shouldn't you be hiding like the other two?
Nah. I figure that if you're really a jounin, you'll know where we are no matter what. Besides, I'm still waiting on something before I can make my move.
Kakashi blinked. Hell, it was his time to waste. If that's what he wanted to do, then okay. Well, if that's the case, I hope you don't mind if I read while we wait? He
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
7 Lovely SinsThe7 Lovely Sins9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Book of
1 This is how you will know to mark the young among men,
for this is the prayer they pray, again and again.
2 It is these who should be marked and minted into lives worth being spent.
3 These are the words they speak in vain,
"Our father who art in us, tradition be thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, in me as it is in him.
Give us this day our lovely sins1—those of youth and innocence.
And forgive us our deviance, as we forgive those who differ from us.
And lead us not into similarity, but deliver us from the collective.
For thine is the prison, and the scorn, aimed at abnormal men."2
1:3 1 7 Lovely Sins, Quintessence 1, New Testament
1:3 2 Hope's Prayer, Quintessence 43, New Testament
The Book of
1 Behold, these are the sins
for which you shall be told to repent
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.
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
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.
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
fall through the seasonsfall through the seasonsfall through the seasons7 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
Laundry Day--the ficLaundry Day--the fic9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sun was shining, the birds were singing and every Civvie for seven blocks knew to keep a good ten foot distance between themselves and Jak.
Seems like any ol' day in the life of Haven's two least respected (and only) heroes, right? Well, actually, the people of the Haven had a fairly good reason to shun the blonde and his Ottsel this morning.
The pair had just gotten back from a mission in the sewers.
Needless to say, they were smelling…a little ripe at the moment.
"I need a bath," Daxter announced (whined) loudly from his pouting spot atop Jak's shoulder guard. "I smell like…dear 'cursor's, I don't wanna know what I smell like."
"We could head over to the Baron's fountains," Jak suggested absently as he scouted the skies for a zoomer he preferred.
Daxter opened his furry trap to answer but his reply was cut short as Jak's comm. burst from the confines of the hero's clothing and began to hover around in the air. "Jak," came Torn's smoking-damaged voice. "We need yo
FFW Saber - desc and statsSaber GaladrielFFW Saber - desc and stats7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Galadriel is the bastard child of Lancelot of the Lake and Elaine of Carbonek. Her mother used magic to assume the form of Guinevere and seduced Lancelot. Galadriel was named after the childhood name of her father, Galahad. She was sent to be cared for by her great aunt, who was the abbess at a nunnery, after she was born. Upon reaching adulthood she left the nunnery in order to pursue knighthood and follow in her fathers footsteps. She took on the name of Galahad and hid her identity by cutting her hair short, and when she met her father and demonstrated her skill, he knighted her. Once she reached Camelot it was revealed that Sir Galahad was destined to find the Holy Grail. She set out on this quest with two other knights and actually obtained the Grail, after which she was lifted into Heaven with the Grail, leaving the two knights behind. It is most likely due to this reason that the Fuyuki Grail was created and the Holy Grail Wars started. Galadr
elephantasmaelephantasma11 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
this is forgetting:
moon-drenched ivory, and grey flesh
made hollow with lead.
And Then They Were GoneWARNING!: YAOI/SHOUNEN-AI ALERT! DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!And Then They Were Gone6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And Then They Were Gone
They were all gone. The eight of them. Gone.
Sasori had been the first one to fall. He had lived long enough, he had thought, and had let himself die, by the hands of the family he had once.
Then Kakuzu. It hadnt taken him long before passing away. A last blast from the Copy-Cat ninja after fighting the Kyuubi child, and he was done for.
Next was Hidan. Who would have known that a masochistic immortal like him would have been defeated, by a kid that is?
And then came Deidaras turn. His hatred for the Uchiha blood-limit took him to his very last breath, finishing off in a blast of art.
No one expected Itachi to leave afterwards. A battle against his own flesh and blood, the one he had tried to protect all those years, and he rendered his last breath with a smile.
After them followed Kisame. Watching all his friends departure, having to bear being left behind, he died after a few we
The Ninja in the ClosetThe Ninja in the Closet7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
THE NINJA IN THE CLOSET
by Grace Ogawa
Mabel found the ninja on Monday morning when she was in a hurry and late for school. She had overslept, and was still in that heavy, fuzzy-headed state that usually clings to one after being woken too early. So when she flung open her closet door looking for a sensible dress that was not too crumpled it took her a few minutes to comprehend what she saw.
There was a strange man in her closet. An old man, judging by the wild mop of white hair on his head, dressed all in black with a strange green vest and extremely unfashionable sandals. He had what must have been modified biker's gloves (the sort with the fingers cut off) that had metal plates attached to the back, and (this was how she knew he was a ninja) there was a tight black mask that covered the lower half of his face and the tip of his nose. He wore a headband strapped at an angle across his forehead so that only his right, sulle
Unison #4: A Fresh PerspectiveUnison #4: A Fresh Perspective2 years ago in Romance More Like This
At eleven o'clock in the morning, Twilight Sparkle rolled out of bed.
She groaned as she picked herself up off of the floor and righted herself back onto four legs. With a yawn, she shuffled over to her dresser. Wiping the crust from her eyes, her vision eventually cleared to see exactly what she expected--frizzle from mane to tail, from head to hoof.
As was often her morning routine, she considered staying that way, perhaps even going back to bed. After all, who ever saw her up here besides Princess Celestia and maybe her family-
Wait, no. Things were different now.
Her room being lined with wood wherever she looked attested to that. She didn't spend all of her days in one of two castle towers anymore. This was a library. She had to tend to it. There were other ponies here. Other ponies she both cared for and counted on, and which returned the favor.
This was no longer Canterlot. This was Ponyville.
As her brain continued its reboot, she looked at he
FFW Lancer - desc and statsLancer Vlad TepesFFW Lancer - desc and stats7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Better known as Vlad III the Impaler, or even better as Dracula, Vlad Tepes was a prince of a province in Romania when he was alive. He was known as the Impaler because he punished his enemies and breakers of the law by impaling their heads on wooden pikes that he placed outside his castle. He was actually a well-liked prince by the people, even though they feared him a little. Even so he was eventually betrayed by some of closer guardians and advisors and was killed. It is said that he made a deal with the Devil to come back the world, doomed to wander without a soul or true life forever. Vlad has long black hair and black eyes, and he dresses like a Romanian nobleman in blood-red clothing.
Independent Action Rank: A+
This is the capacity of Servants to subsist without a Master. Vlad does not require mana to be supplied to him by his Master to preserve his existence on th
PGDP: PrefaceIt was a humid night, and Danny lay on top of his covers, pajama top unbuttoned. A thought had dislodged itself from the depths of his mind, and now kept eddying.PGDP: Preface8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
SHON YER MISSING THE POINT. JUST THINK: WHERE THERES A CHINA TOWN, THERES A CHINA. WHERE THERES A LITTLE ITALY, THERES A BIG ITALY. NOW, YOU TELL ME, WHERE THERES A TOON TOWN ? HAHA! NOW YER THINKIN BUT NOT CLOSE ENOUGH. JUST REMEMBER: THE SHECRET LIES WITH THE BLACK PEARL
Danny grunted; tossing, turning, and twitching.
THE SHECRET LIES WITH THE BLACK PEARL What does that mean? What does it mean!? What does it MEAN!? Danny found himself saying aloud, suddenly awake, bolting to a dazed, slightly sweaty sit.
Sam furrowed her brows, leaning forward, one hand on her hip while the other grasped the script. We better figure out how to change you back FAST, before more INNOCENT bedroom walls are destroyed! she read.
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