The Things One Does for an Education(Athryl's POV)The Things One Does for an Education3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sneaking out of the house is not an enjoyable business. People who practice such things as thievery and deception might like it. I, however, am not so keen on it, because I focus not on the joy of trickery but the fact that I am going to be in a mountain of trouble if anything goes wrong.
Despite my aversion to leaving without permission, I ended up finding myself tiptoeing out the door with some papers and just enough money for the hoverbus. It was a thoroughly stupid idea. I hoped to go to the library to take an exam for an online college. I imagined it was somewhat easier for the other students—they didn't have to sneak out of their houses, as their parents probably supported higher education. Then again, college students were usually older. Maybe they even had their own houses.
I stood outside the house, dug around in my pocket, and took out my pocket dimension. I pulled on the expandable metal ring until the portal was large enough for me to walk into. I reach
brightesti was dreaming and i wondered if maybe i'd mean something someday.brightest4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
now it's all just a blur of glassy eyes and broken windows
always thinking i could be someone special and then watching it all
fall to shreds in my torn hands.
i wanted to run far away where i could be free of dim yellow lights
clashing people, bright-eyed buildings and free falling sounds
and i could feel deep blue well up around my heavy lids
glistening and clear.
i was wishing today that i could inspire gray people
and light their lives with a pinch of stars
making every life changed; better.
but it was like wishing for snow when the pastures are sweltering
so far away, so far away.
like reaching for stars, they seems just there before your shining eyes
but when you sweep your hand across the sky
the light slips away, air and illusion.
yet as you look at your hand it glows,
the stars are deeply sorry they cannot help
and give you a gift--
i know we all have our own light. i know. i know. we glow. <i>
Leave me to Myself8/23/05Leave me to Myself6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Leave me to Myself
Leave me to myself.
Im meant to be alone.
This world has cursed me of unhappiness.
I fell into darkness...
There is no light here.
Leave me be,
to weep these years away.
How could you want me?
I gave up so long ago.
I was not meant to love.
Please do not try to love me.
It will only bring sadness in your life.
Abandon your thoughts before its too late.
I will only drag you down,
Into my world of eternal darkness.
There is no light there,
You will not like it.
So please dont follow me.
You will not return from this.
Leave me to myself
Im meant to be alone.
Please dont try to change my thoughts on this.
Ive thought it through for many years,
and nothing has changed.
Leave me to weep these years away.
How could you want me?
I gave up so long ago.
Bleach - Kidou and AbilitiesKido TypesBleach - Kidou and Abilities6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bakudō (Way of Binding)
-Supplementary spells which can immobilize an enemy or have an effect besides a direct strike. They may seem subtle, but these spells can give their users a tactical advantage when used properly. These are a broad category of defensive spells which block/repel attacks or freezes enemies in place. This class of spells include Kidō Barriers & Seals.
-Focused spiritual energy formed into a solid form of energy. This energy can take on many shapes or colors as determined by the user. Barriers are protective in nature, and can be as simple as a barrier only protecting one direction or encompassing all sides of an area. Barriers can be used for containment, and some barriers can be used offensively. Barriers can mask spiritual pressure and can make one spiritually and physically invisible. The strength of a barrier is dependent upon the power of the user. Weak barriers are easily breakable, while strong ones can
Iris's bioName: IrisIris's bio4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Attire: Giant leafs from plants that she uses as clothes
Hair color: Forest green, made of leaves and plants
Eye color: Ruby red
Skin color: Light green with brown spots on her arms
Iris is a very calm and sweet dryad thanks to the way she was raised by a family of humans. However, because of the way she was raised she doesn't like to tell people her weight. Iris has been known to act like a child when she's alone for reasons that not even she is sure of.
Iris is a dryad from the half tree species of dryad. Like most members of her kind she has a tree trunk from her waist down rather than a pair of legs. Iris isn't like most dryads because she doesn't like to eat sentient prey or open mental links with other dryads like the other members of her kind do. She doesn't like to do these things because when she was a little drya
Bleach Mary Sue Litmus TestNOTE! The following contains a large amount of sarcasm. Proceed at your own risk.Bleach Mary Sue Litmus Test7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Chapter I: What's in a Name?*
1. Is your character named after you? (This includes nicknames and online handles) (+5)
2. Is their name unusual compared to the other characters in the series? (Keep in mind that the setting is in Japan, so they should have a Japanese name) (Unless, of course, they are an Arrancar, in which case they're name should probably be Spanish) (+1)
a. Is it American? (+1)
b. Is it something you made up? (+1)
c. Is it a noun that is not normally used as a name? (+1)
d. Is it a variation or unusual spelling of a normal name? (+1)
3. Does your character have multiple names? (Example: Mary Sparklepuff Krystal Pastrami Sue) (+1 for each name)
4. Is your character's name otherwise specific to a particular fandom? (Such as Naruto or Ryuk.) (+1) (+1 more if it's from Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy, or the name of a canon Bleach character.)
5. Does their name describe the chara
In the Mouth of Madnessa terror within me dwells unspokenIn the Mouth of Madness4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a fatal fang embedded and broken
with words that pierce and cannot lie
still I bleed before I die
a rhythmic chant now rises up
shrieks drain into a chalice cup
filled with deadly dark intent
an everlasting soul's lament
black as bile my wound now sings
it's lips, the dark on devil's wings
my pain no longer held within
the mouth of madness speaks my sin
Japanese names 4 girls part 9Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.Japanese names 4 girls part 97 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Mariko-child of reason
Masa- nickname for japanese names beginning with masa
Masumi-increasing beauty/true beauty
Mayumi-true bow/true intent beauty
Megumi-blessing from god
Michiko-child on the correct path/thousand beauties
Mieko- beautiful blessing child
Miki-beautiful tree/ three trees
YJ Fanfic WallArt PartyPart 2WALLART PARTY PART 2.YJ Fanfic WallArt PartyPart 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DATES & DRESSES.
*reconized kidflash b03*
"Hello Wally!" Greeted megan sweetly, "How are you?"
"Uh...hmm....Fine, So, how are you getting to the party?"
"Me and superboy, will be arriving simultaneously via A zeta tube
teleportation device, how will you be traveling?"
But wally had ran off.
Artemis was trying on her dress in her room, in her black heels,
with gold bracelets on. She was dancing around her room, music
playing softly in the background, as she swirled around.
She was half dancing half pinning her hair up.
"Nice Moves" said wally laughing.
"Who said you could come in here? What are you doing here?" Artemis
"Just wondering how your getting to old batsy's party?"
"I Dunno? Why?" said artemis
"Oh, cause you know i could drop you of, you know,
i have a motorbike, from the league."
Artemis did not have her own. Yet.
"Hmmm...dress on a motor bike? Okay." Laughed Artemis.
"Awesome, what mask you wearing, cause you know, secret
10 Reasons Why I Don't Wear Make-Up1.) It is called Make-Up, it sounds too close to Make-Believe or Dress-Up.10 Reasons Why I Don't Wear Make-Up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2.) It takes too much time to do.
3.) If you do not put it on right you look like a clown
4.) It makes my skin feel heavy and fake.
5.) You cannot play musical instruments with lipstick on. For that matter you can barely eat with lipstick on.
6.) You cannot rub your eyes or checks; actually you just cannot touch your face in general.
7.) Blush? Nope, it is called pinching your checks to get color.
8.) Looked at a bottle of mascara and the first ingredient was guano. If you do not
know what guano is, it is it is BAT POOP!
9.) No wearing Make-Up makes me stand out from the crowed.
10.) I want to be me and I cannot be me when I am hiding behind layers of crap on my face.
Insane~Wally + Artemis~Insane4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It is in this one, odd, singular moment that everything changes. It is in this one second, this one feeling, that she loses her guard and pulls back her haughtiness. It is now that she breaks down, and finally gives in. She's tired of fighting. And, more importantly, she's tired of losing every battle she fights.
The way he handles her is so natural it's almost surreal. She never could have thought he would be this gentle. He's stupid, sure, and reckless and cocky. But not oblivious. Not incapable of emotion, either. In some strange, hidden part of him, concealed by those bitter retorts, he cares about her. And he knows that she's not who she appears to be.
They are alone. Something she normally wouldn't allow, not at any cost. But this is different. She is feeling the lies begin to unravel, and she knows she will have to tell the truth soon. She knows that this little game she's been playing, pretending to be "Little Miss Hero", is soon to end. And so she's going to
Thing 1 and Thing 2Kaldur wasn't sure when he first noticed it, but as time went on, he found it increasingly harder not to notice it.Thing 1 and Thing 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The "it" in question was Robin and Kid Flash, and it confused him to no end.
The first time it happened was on their first mission (the unplanned one where they broke into Cadmus and discovered Superboy) and Robin had let his grappling hook fly. Right as he was about to go up, Wally had grabbed onto his utility belt and had whizzed up alongside him. Kaldur had let it go, figuring that it had been a clever, if a bit bold, way of hitching a ride.
But then he remembered another time when Robin and Kid Flash had needed to go to Gotham (Kaldur hadn't wondered why then, but he was certainly curious now.) Rather than take a zeta beam or catch a jet, Wally had simply strapped on his goggles and bent down. Robin, not to be outdone, had hopped on top, piggyback-style, and they had taken off, Robin's black and gold cape flying behind them like a farewell wave.
That had been strange.
Where does it hurt? Pt2I sat still on the cold counter, waiting for Wally to ask the question hanging in the air.Where does it hurt? Pt23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Umm... your cut it's under your shirt "
"Thanks Baywatch, I would have never guessed, what with the fact that I have a searing pain between my shoulders, and I can feel the blood turning my shirt into a wet towel."
"Shut up, I was just trying to help!"
"Help!? Is that what you call it? You want to truly help, Wall-man? Try not existing!"
"Impeccable comeback. You know if I wasn't here you'd have probably died from the blood loss."
"Well, I absolutely love your timing. Maybe now that you're a local hero Megan will stop throwing herself at Conner and give you the time of day!"
The misplaced yell coming from behind me scared the crap out of me. And the way he said it was the oddest thing about it. Like he wasn't bothered by my last remark, but more like a teacher trying to shut up the class.
"Do you want me to re-stitch your back, or do you want me to bring y
RED HOOD and THE OUTLAWSRED HOOD and THE OUTLAWS3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The bullets, arrows, and fires belong to
The hood, the archer, and the star.
All three are surrounded by violence,
All three come from violence.
The hood comes from death.
The archer comes from addiction.
The star comes from slavery.
Together they fight,
Together they even kill,
But also together
They mend each other wounds.
UnnaturalWally gripped his head, still in minor shock over what had happened. Even though Artemis was only a room away, his heart still skipped a beat every time he thought of her. It had all felt so real as if the League was actually gone and Artemis, Kaldur and Superboy had actually died. And him and Rob dying had hurt. Actually hurt.Unnatural3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Robin and M'gann were sitting next to him in the hospital bay, getting their vitals checked over. Batman had insisted upon the three of them getting checked out, mostly because M'gann was mentally worn out and J'onn hadn't planned on Robin and Wally dying the way they did.
The disintegration rays were designed to be relatively painless, but explosions, Wally had learned, were most definitely not.
Batman was standing next to his protégé, a scowl contorting his face as he took note of Robin's elevated heart rate and high body temperature. The Boy Wonder, however, had returned to his normally chipper self astonishingly quickly, recovering even a
Daddy's Gonna Make You SorryTears were nearly streaming down the little girl's face.Daddy's Gonna Make You Sorry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"S-Stop it!" She tried shouting. The boys just laughed. She clenched her fists, determined not to cry in front of them... but it was getting to be too much. "Stop it!" She repeated, tears leaking now.
"Stop it!" A boy mocked. The others laughed.
"Stop it." A new voice said, not merely echoing the others but ringing out with a strong and fierce tone. The boys now looked nervous. The girl looked behind her. There was a man standing there, glaring at the boys with his large arms crossed over his chest.
"Abba!" she squeeked happily. She grabbed his leg tightly, burying her face into his soft jacket. He put a hand securely on the back of her head, comforting his little girl. He said a sharp word of warning to them. Now that she had back-up of her own, she braved a sharp warning of her own:
"Yah, go away- or my daddy's gonna make you sorry!"
Fight Part 1Dick staggered through the front door of the mansion, clutching his torn backpack with one arm, and his skateboard in the other. It was a good thing he told Alfred he could get himself home from now on. He shook his head and winced right after. His body was a mess thanks to his old 'friends'.Fight Part 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He dropped his backpack, ran up the stairs, and locked himself in his room before he realized no one would be home for at least another hour. Richard walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. He looked at all the newly formed bruises on his face as he reflected on the fight that had just happened a little while ago.
"Hey Grayson!" A deep voice called from behind. Dick turned around reluctantly. He knew it was Adam Montan and his followers.
"What do you want Adam." Dick asked in a displeased tone. He was not in the mood. His bruises from their last fight had finally disappeared. Or had become less noticeable. All he wanted to do was rid
Mike/Zoey: Double DateHi! Mike here! You're probably wondering why I'm sitting on the bench alone with two tickets on my hand. It's because I'm waiting for someone.Mike/Zoey: Double Date3 years ago in Humor More Like This
You see, when I competed in Total Drama Revenge of the Island, I fell in love with one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met in my life. Her name was Zoey. And through all the challenges we went through, even with my multiple personalities, Zoey stuck by me through and through. Before we knew it, we were a couple.
So here I am, two months after Total Drama Revenge of the Island waiting to meet Zoey in the park. Her birthday is coming up, so I got her the perfect present. I have two tickets for a concert for this band she really likes. I know that Zoey would totally love that I went through a lot to get the tickets, but the truth is, I don't know what to say to her about the tickets. I mean, I can't just say, "Zoey, I got you tickets for your favorite band because I love you." I wanted the mood to be special.
"Hey, you!" I heard a voice shout
Where Does It Hurt? Pt1Artemis hitched her IPod to the dock, switching on a song.Where Does It Hurt? Pt13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She got along with the team [mostly]. Just because she likes to spend some time alone with her thoughts doesn't make her secretive, or dangerous. Wally seemed to think that, though.
Why did he constantly have to annoy the crap out of her!? He just needed to suck it up and accept Roy's decision. But no. He just had to take it out on her. Every. Day.
But the dancing did help. She was in the worst of moods, especially since she totally screwed up the last mission. Let the target get away and got a nice, six-inch gash between her shoulder blades to commemorate her wonderful contributions to the team.
And the second Batman left, Wally wouldn't shut his mouth.
The vicious words turned to vicious screams, and then, just like that, she couldn't take it anymore. She snapped.
Wally certainly didn't expect it when Artemis knocked him in the gut. After that, she left, Wally on the floor writhing i
Kagome, KagomeKagome, Kagome3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By ElvenWhiteMage/Portrait of a Scribe
"Kagome, kagome, the bird in the cage,
when, when will you come out?
In the evening of the dawn,
the crane and turtle slipped.
Who stands right behind you now?"
That's the first thing you notice. Darkness, the damp smell of wet earth, the sound of your own breathing, loud and heavy and wet in your ears. You feel, more than see, something a few inches in front of your nose. There are walls on both sides, and when you shift, you feel that there's solidity above your head and below your feet, as well. Trying not to panic, you raise your arms (they feel sluggish, like you've been drugged or something) and push against the surface above you.
Nothing. It doesn't budge an inch. There's no air flow, and the oxygen in your tom- no, no, it's not that, you're just locked in one of Batman's training apparatuses again. Yeah, that's it. Treat it like that for the moment, don't panic, you can get out of this.
HeartbeatNone of the Characters are owned by me but are owned by the DC universeHeartbeat3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'll make a deal with you"
"Punching Bag . Use me"
"Beating you with my fists speedster"
"STOPPP!!!!!!!" Wally bolted upright but immediately fell back to the cold hard floor.
"Where . Am I?" he whispered in a low tone. To answer him, Silence. Wally tried to move but pain shot up every part of his body. "Well there goes that idea" his subconscious told him. Wally tried to shuffle slightly in order to be able to look around and take in his surroundings. This proved very hard for him for it seemed he didn't have an uninjured portion of his body left. But the craziest part was he couldn't remember all the details.
Wall-man, you really messed it up this time . Didn't you? Wally didn't know why, but he felt compelled to answer himself. "Well I ." He stopped. His voice sounded like someone rubbed it down with sandpaper and to top
Vashti: Museum PieceWhat is a wife?Vashti: Museum Piece3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A pretty vase
to look at,
and then put away
till another day?
What am I to you?
I don't exist
until you want me
or want to show me off
like a rare artefact,
a prized possession.
Why can't you see me?
Why can't you see
that I don't want admiration
I don't want to be
your museum piece,
don't want to be
a picture on your wall
or a statue
to grace your halls.
I want to be
etched into your heart,
a part of you
you can't live without.
I want to be more
than my lovely face,
for when my beauty fades,
what will I be then?
A moth-eaten garment,
a crumbling masterpiece,
a faded painting
worth nothing to you.
Why can't you see me?
I'll put my foot down
and stand up for myself
and for women everywhere.
Disobedience? Who cares -
it has to be said,
it has to be done.
We are not your ornaments,
your pretty little things,
fine rare gems.
We are people
with hearts and souls,
with needs and
jim and pampeople always called us 'jim and pam'jim and pam6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
after we started always quoting it, and
catching 'that's what she said' jokes in
everything that anyone ever said.
of course, we were the un-married
un-full-of-drama pair. we were the
best friends. who prank other people.
i'm a good friend.
- - - - - - -
i accidentally sprayed deodorant in my eyes today
it burned at first, but later i realized it worked well.
because when i felt like crying, no moisture came.
- - - - - - -
when you told me about your date, i was supportive
because, you know, i'm your best friend. go you.
dating the hot girl that every guy wants.
today, you wouldn't speak to me. when i looked at
you, your smile turned to a frown. i wanted to ask
you 'why?!' or 'what did i do to deserve this?'
but instead, i just avoided you.
i stared at the ground, the designs writing words
in my head.
- - - - - - -
when i saw her, i did something stupid.
i pulled a prank.
because if she wants to date my pam
she has to put up with your jim.
Jason Todd's deathSmileJason Todd's death3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
My thoughts are fuzzy, every things fuzzy. My broken body jerked violently. I heard a snap, a crack, a laugh. A constant taunting laugh that will never stop, a laugh as broken and lost as I am. The cold bloody crowbar scratched down my spine, I didn’t scream, I merely let out some form of a gargling growl. ‘He’ll be just a tad bit too late for you Jason.’ His menacing voice sounded in my right ear. ‘He’ll always be a bit late, Wont he Jason?’ His voice echoed though my head.
Teeth clenched. Snap would be proud of the loud short crack made just then as he trusted the bar down on my forearm.
Again, again, why again. One hundred and sixty-sixth time.
No. I thought. No, he will come, he will always come. He’ll save me. I know I disobeyed him but, he will. He must. He has to. He has to ‘coz, no one else will.
The crowbar hit again. My already clench teeth let through a short gush of air. I tried