I'm Always HereTitle: I'm Always HereI'm Always Here4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warnings: angst, slash/yaoi, mild violence, mentioned self-harm, memories of murder
"Bitte!" she begged him. "Er ist nur ein Jungs...! Tötet stattdessen mich! Lasst ihn gehen!"
He said nothing. He looked back at his boss, who was smiling wickedly at him. "Hurry and do it This is what your nation wants what you want."
He turned back to the screaming and squirming young boy in his hand. He was dirty, his face covered in dirt and mud. His ragged clothes were covered in mud and grass stains from the times he had fallen. He was too thin; his arm was easily breakable and his face was starved. The boy kicked at him, desperate to set his arm free and run to the arms of his equally filthy mother. He looked at them. There was nothing wrong with them. They were German citizens; they were just a woman and her child. Why was hunting them down like savages? Even he didn't understand it. However, he was implo
What Is This Feeling...? -APH-Spamano;;What Is This Feeling...? -APH-4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For every frown, there's a smile to make up for it.
One with such a rare, lovely smile should not hide it..
Show it to me, amour!
We can do all that you want.~
Eat tomatos, sit in the sun.
You love me, like I love you...?
.. Mi amour, you don't know how long,
how long I've waited to hear those words
part from your lips. <3
S-shut up, bastard..
I just say that because...
You say I smile well,
I don't see it..
N-not that I... stare in the mirror or anything... ._.
You want me to kiss you?!?
W-WHY, N-NO! MY BLUSH ISN'T CUTE!
T-the way you look at me..
makes my heart pounded slightly faster..
JUST SLIGHTLY. BI
Oh, you still want a kiss?! NO.
Why? Because I don't want-!!
Although you are a bit annoying,
I can still see through you so easily.
Your fancey words:
They confuse me greatly.
I'd rather you spoke in English..
... But.. It does get a bit sexy
when you speak my name slowly
in a hush tone,
Neglected OC Meme_WritingNeglected OC Meme_Writing5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Neglected OC Meme
First of all, choose one of your characters that you've been neglecting. (aka: haven't drawn, written, or otherwise played with in a while) Awww, the poor thing!
1. Now give us a small intro to the character. If you haven't written for them in a long time give us the intro scene from the original fiction. (spelling and grammer mistakes included. Nothing altered!) If you can't find it, write as much as you remember or re-write it.
2. Cool. Well is there anything about it or the character you'd change now?
3. Yes, yes. I see. Now let's get to know them a little more. Do they have any hobbies? Fetishes? Strange quirks? Write us a short scene.
4. We all need a way to support ourselves, so what about a job? Or if they aren't old enough to work, what are their future plans to support themselves?
5. How about getting a little more personal. Write about the strangest or most uncomfortable situation they've ever found themselves in.
6. Yes, well I can
Fearless RXSTitle: FearlessFearless RXS3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, Lily/James
Rated: C for extreme CUTE
The sky is wild, dark and angry. Yelling out ever frustration the summer has unleashed into its normally sharp blue atmosphere. Lightning cuts like a dagger into the evil blackness and everything is wild and brilliant and truly thrilling.
Stuck under the eaves of a little muggle theater, witnessing the brewing storm that is wreaking havoc on the trees and buildings of the little town of Devonshire, are two almost grown boys. One in a tight black t-shirt and the other in a blue button down with the sleeves rolled to the sleeves to combat the heat. The static in the air makes their hair more wild than the wind, and a trash bag blows by their feet.
"Yes, I think someone bloody pissed Merlin off or something."
Sirius Black looks at Remus and grins a big, toothy grin and Remus rolls his eyes.
"You know, if we don't hurry we are going to get caught in this and be late to dinner." Remus says, pus
KH AKUDEMY for KellyJaneZexion went to knock on Axels door when a soft groan, known to the organization as Demyxs pain noise, floated through the door. Blushing Zexion decided to leave Axel and Demyx to their fun, but, as he went to walk away, he heard Demyx utter crap! Axel's gonna kill me if he finds out what Im doing. And thats when Zexion knew he had been pulled into trouble, he froze listening to Demyxs moans and groans, but started to run when he heard Demyx cry out AH! my butt! oww!KH AKUDEMY for KellyJane6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But his path was stopped he looked up, following the black leather of the customary, plain, boring, leaves-nothing-to-the-imagination uniform and into amused green eyes, almost blinded by the flash of red hair, shiii~iiit! Zexion whined, Axel reached for his door, raising an eyebrow when Zexion begged him to not go in, ignoring the short bookworm, he swung the door to his bedroom and stopped dead, his jaw hanging loose, Zexion winced and took a ne
Bringin Zexy Back- ZemyxMag: Come on Zexion sing it!Bringin Zexy Back- Zemyx6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Demyx: Please Zexy! I'll do back up!
Mag: Me too!
*Mag whispers in Demyx's ear*
Demyx: *uke face* Please Zexy!
Mag: Yay I'll go get the rest of Organization XIII to help!
Zexion: ....Dang it.
*Mag Gets Organization XIII*
Mag: Okay Zexy SING!
Zexion: I'm bringing Zexy back
Zexion: Them other boys don't know how to act
Zexion: I think it's special what's behind your back
Roxas: So turn around and i'll pick up the slack.
Axel: Take em' to the bridge
Lexaeus: Uh huh!
Zexion: You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave
Lexaeus: Uh huh!
Zexion: I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
Lexaeus: Uh huh!
Zexion: It's just that no one makes me feel this way
Axel: Take em' to the chorus
Zexion:Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Zexion:Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Kisshu's Love: Part ThreeKisshu's Love: Part Three7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kisshus Love: Part Three
*CRASH!* Gomenasai!! PUDDING!! Pudding frantically began running around picking up the broken plates and spinning sticks that she was using while an irritated Ichigo stood there yelling at her. Pudding, we told you a million times not to do that with a blindfold on!! You know better, Ichigo sighed. The café was closed, but the girls had to finish cleaning up for the day. It was packed with customers and the girls were drained by the end of the day. Ichigo sat down at a table with her head down and sighed. What a rough day she mumbled. The sun was setting and the light was shining in through the heart-shaped windows, sending an assortment of pink and orange rays all throughout the café. Minto was sitting down at a table across the room, drinking her tea and talking to Zakuro. Lettuce was in the kitchen with Ryou and Keiichero washing dishes. What happened today?, Ichigo thought. I was late, I
Tokyo Mew Mew Season 2:14Ichigo was in the dark place again but this time it was different. It felt like the same darkness and yet as she glanced to either side of her there was an archway standing in the nothingness. The one to her left had a bizarre otherworldly glow coming from it which illuminated the black ebony that the archway was made out of. The one to her right was less light and yet the small light that came from within it seemed like the warm glow of the sun. This slight light allowed her to see the white marble the archway was made out of. She turned to start for the more inviting archway when a shriek of rage met her ears. She turned back towards the ethereal archway in apprehension. Though she was sure it was a mistake she moved closer in an attempt to hear the heated discussion coming from inside.Tokyo Mew Mew Season 2:145 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Moston you fool I shall make you suffer!
Ichigo shivered. The voice belonged to the woman in the darkness. She almost pittied Moston for having to be near her; it sounded like he was also
His Butler, Torment Part2His Butler, Torment Part24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There are those eyes again, slender and luminous, sexy and allusive, red and amber. They beckon him from nothing as the pain and humiliation settles into his soul once more, or what's left of it. Those hands reach out of the darkness, the whispers of pretending pounding in his head. No, not again, not the pain not this again. How many times must this happen before the end? Is there even a God somewhere that hears his cries, to save him from this hell?
He screams, the pain too much, the demand for justice stronger than ever. Strong enough to summon him. The demon.
The butler's voice cries, "Young master!" His snow white hands flutter to keep his master steady as the young boy thrashes about in a nightmare.
His eyes pop open, wide with fear as his hand gropes under his pillow for his pistol. Where is it? He just had it; at least he thought he did. It was a gun he kept under his pillow, right?
The butler releases Ciel, returning to erect posture as he shoves his delicately framed rectangu
Dear DepressionDear Depression4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When did you start?
To be honest I don't really know, but I do know I am ready for you to leave.
You make me overeat and want to do nothing but sleep.
I am sad all the time.
I have no where to go.
I have no where to run.
I wish I could go back to the times when I still had fun.
You make me yell.
You make me cry.
You make me want to forget about life.
I use to have so much to live for.
I had so much ambition.
Now I keep these feelings hidden because I fear people will only think I want attention.
Depression you are not my friend.
Go back to where you came from.
You are not welcome here.
Nor do I want you near.
When will all this stop?
I want this to end.
I want to be free.
I want to be me.
The me no one sees.
KakuHidan child chapter 3KakuHidan child chapter 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
~4 months later~
"Ehh baba Hidada, WWWAAAAAAAHHH" Tenshi screamed. Hidan looked over his shoulder to see his little baby girl on the edge of the bed. She was sat down and screaming for attention. It was her sixth month and she had been learning to do so many things, she could sit up and babble slight talk. The day Tenshi learned to sit up by herself had every member on their knees for her. She loved the extra attention, so she would clap her hands and babble out slight names.
Then there was the day she said her first word, Deidara was holding her and bouncing her on his knees. She looked up at him and pulled on his very long hair, when his head was near hers she demandingly said.
More Than Pretty To MeMore Than Pretty To Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way you narrow your eyes of honey brown,
Or the way you smile at me for falling asleep on skype.
The way you make a face for no reason and act like it's nothing.
The way you fall asleep next to me,
Or the way you brush your teeth the moment you wake up.
The way you hold my hand with yours so soft,
Or the way you touch me to break the silence.
The way you make me laugh for no reason at all.
The way you lay your head on my shoulder,
Or the way you link arms with me to cross the street.
And the way I swear I could look at you forever
And be the happiest girl alive.
That's how I know,
You're more than pretty to me.
You're fucking gorgeous--not just physically--
And I always wish it to be.
G. A. Y.G. A. Y.G. A. Y.5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What is this word?
Does it mean I don't deserve anything?
Does it mean you're better than me?
Does it mean you can bash me? Hate me? Hurt me?
I barely remember the day mum told me my brother was gay. It hardly stands out at all. It didn't surprise me, didn't hurt me, didn't concern me. He was Jesse. He would always be Jesse. It hardly even came as a surprise. I never suspected anything but it made no difference if he was gay or not. Who cares if he liked boys or girls?
The next day though I remember very clearly. All it takes is a tiny little comment. Just one stupid 11 year old boy making some stupid comment about gays. I remember it so clearly. I broke down, inside. I wanted to tell all my friends that day that my brother was gay. How could I tell them now? I wanted to scream and cry, I wanted to make that stupid boy hurt for hurting me, for hating my brother, even though he didn't know. He didn't know that my brother was gay, he didn't think he was hurting anyone. Bu
Bible BeltHe's ashamed to be an atheist, even though he shouldn't beBible Belt4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He knows all too well that this town don't teach about equality
A bunch of bible thumpers came to him complaining
And spreading their word of nonsense inequality
And so they attacked him for what he didn't believe
They lied and tried to convert him, abusively repeating
Misquoted and mismatched the verses that they memorized
And so they attacked him for what he didn't believe
She's ashamed to be a lesbian, even though she shouldn't be
She knows the town that she lives in hates homosexuality
And all the bible thumpers tell her that she's wrong in who she's born to be
"If God created me this way, well then why'd he want to change me?"
And so they attacked her for her sexuality
They lied and tried to convert her, abusively repeating
Misquoted and mismatched the verses that they memorized
And so they attacked him for her sexuality
He knows they're wrong
She knows they're wrong
But they all think in unison that they're the chosen one
Stress ReliefFeel Like you wanna cryStress Relief4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just open up your eyes
Put a pout on your face
And take a shallow breath
Let the tears slide out and down
We can only be human
The days can go as long
Or as short as they feel
But when I'm alone
This is a great escape
These fake tears feel better
Than the fake smiles you wear
'Cause deep inside you know
These tears are no longer fake
You hold frustration in
You hold your stress back
But when you're alone
It feels just like a heart attack
Like an acid rain hitting your face
It doesn't feel wet
It only burns
Your body needs a release
Your eyes need a rest
Your heart needs to see
But can no longer feel
Your heart cannot see
Without a glaze
It cannot feel
Without that haze
The haze that comes from tears
Pushing their way through ducts
And clouding your mind
Letting your heart take control
Your feelings fly
You can say anything
Vent to yourself
When it's all over
Your mind comes back
And your eyes clear out
You take your sleeve
To wipe away the st
God, Free Will and OmnipotenceDefinition 1 - God is described as both benevolent and omnipotent.God, Free Will and Omnipotence4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
D2 - A beign with Omnipotence can do anything.
D3 - A beign with benevolence is concerned with good and charitible acts.
D4 - Free will is, according to the bible, the right God handed to humans, out of which they could find salvation in him.
Premise 1 - If you don't obtain salvation, you will spend eternity in Hell.
P2 - Saving someone from Hell is a good and charitible act.
P3 - An Omnipotent beign could do anything he desires and still not destroy someone's free will, if so he choses to.
Conclusion 1 - God could save someone from Hell without destroying or violating that person's free will.
C2 - If you die and should go to Hell, God will save you without violating your free will, for he is benevolent and capable.
C2a - Following God's Principles is Irrelevant.
C2b - Belief in God is Irrelevant.
Conclusion 3 - God can change the behaviour of a murderer or avoid natural disasters without altering someone's free will, f
APH-Asylums and Broken FlowersRussia is the blotted smears of bloodAPH-Asylums and Broken Flowers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the walls of old asylums,
And the screaming of lunatics
As they talk to the moon.
Russia is the horror of the moment,
When the prisoners of invisible chains
Are forced to concede
That no one is ever coming
To free them
From the nightmare of perceived dangers
And sterile devices of torture:
That they are alone,
And always will be.
Russia is a hammer
To break bottles
And abandoned hearts.
Russia is red snow
And too many years
Of cold summers.
Russia is a child crying:
A paranoid, twisted infant
In the face of an internal and eternal
Russia is only as good as his rulers,
And the people he represents.
In his oversized body,
He doesn't know where to go,
Or who to be.
Russia is the personification
Of dead sunflowers,
And the tragedy
Under the influence
And the Northern Lights.
Because his face is splitting open
Along the seams of his mouth,
As if to mirror
The state of his
TempoI make awkward first impressions with bed sheetsTempo4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
clutching to them like memories I so desperately want to have
while breathing slow, 37 beats per minute on the metronome,
into what I imagine is the nape of your neck.
They don't know me like the last ones.
I find no comfort in my comforter
when I wake three times after midnight to find my eyes open,
breathing now slowed to zero beats per minute,
my head throbs and I feel veins in my neck bulge
like serpentine ridges beneath the desert of my skin;
I've tried to strangle myself with headphone wires again.
I peel them out of the crevice they have made,
wincing not so much from pain
but at how this must look like from my pillow's perspective.
So, I clean the blood off
and hold it tight.
I can say "I'm sorry" in three different languages
but my eyes have drained all the liquid from my mouth
leaving me to croak;
A frog without a fly
A stranger in a strange bed
Caught up in a dream I have not yet had
Love Story PrussiaXCanadaWhy did it have to turn out like this? All he wanted to do was see him again, it wasn't like it was against the law or anything. No, all that was in his way was that stuffy British guy Arthur. Like he was so important anyway. He told them that they weren't in love, they didn't know what love even was. They would never see each other again, no matter how hard they tried. It broke the Prussian's heart, it really did. It was hard not being able to see his cute little Maple everyday. He wanted to be with him every second of the day, all the time. Prussia was stumped, truly. What was he going to do? Arthur wouldn't ever approve of their relationship. Did they even have a relationship? Or was this just a dream?Love Story PrussiaXCanada5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
We were both young, when I first saw you.
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
I'm standing there, on a balcony of summer air
Prussia was lost in his thoughts when his computer made a loud beep, signifying that he had a new IM. Prussia sighed, and and got on. Looking at t
Your Sacrifice"You can cut me, if you rather."Your Sacrifice4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My voice was gentle and quite but you still gasped in surprise.
I suppose I should have made some noise to let you know I was there, but I had been standing in the bathroom's open doorway unnoticed for at least 2 minutes uncertain what to say or do...
I had found you, sitting on the bathroom floor, leaning back against the tub.
I watched you roll up your sleeve and choose the desired spot on your forearm.
I listened as you took deep breath then hold it before drawing the razor over and into your skin.
The ensuing hiss sounded more like a sigh and that's when I spoke.
I could keep silent no longer though obviously you had assumed I wasn't home as the blade cut more, cut deeper than intended.
With a sharp yelp, you yanked the blade back and glared up at me.
There was anger, defiance and betrayal in you beautiful brown eyes.
They're still beautiful no matter what emotion you turn towards me.
As long as they're not empty, I ca