Death Will See You NowI'd like a holiday,Death Will See You Now3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A pool in Dubai
Or a weekend in Paris.
But you watch,
Someone will drown
Or choke on a baguette,
And I'll have to do some overtime.
No, I'm not a doctor,
These aren't healing hands,
Quite the opposite.
Do you know when you plan
To kick the bucket?
It's just I'd rather you made
I can pencil you in
At half past nine.
That's not too early for you is it?
No, you can't cancel.
But I assure you
A spring funeral
Is always lovely.
The Lost Santitorium - Chp 9Ringo gets ill once more and the Beatles have to care for their drummer. When they try to find out why Ringo is terrified of going to the hospital, they get alot more than they bargined for...The Lost Santitorium - Chp 94 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warnings: There is actually nothing in this one I should warn you about. Aprt from angst. So enjoy!
Disclaimers: The Beatles own themselves.
The three Beatles froze. They stared at Ringo, who was beginning to fall asleep on John's chest. "Ringo?" Paul asked tentatively.
The drummer groaned, "What now?"
"What did you mean by that?"
Ringo sighed, frustrated, "By what?"
"By asking us not to take you back to the 'lost sanitorium'?" George asked. Ringo sat up a little.
"I don't know," he said, genuinely confused, "Erm... I dunno why I asked you that..." he frowned for a few moments, thinking. "Maybe... Maybe it was just a dream I had..." he said quietly, still thinking, "I dunno... It's just this really weird, vague memory I have in the back of my head, y'know? It's just a bit strange..
Mayn LiblingYou sometimes wonder where the time goes. But only sometimes because after thinking about it, you soon realize that it gets eaten. Consumed entirely by marching band, from the start of May to the start of November.Mayn Libling6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's the last practice of the season, and you try to remember how everything started back in May when you first got the music for the show. It sounded awful, yet you hope that you never got rid of the videos you recorded from that one particular woodwind rehearsal.
You are now being told to get into a fundies block starting by the curb, and all you really want to do is go back inside and pretend that you aren't in band, because running to a cadence is not on your list of things that are fun. You still fall into place as the first person in the second row on the left, in a line with all of the other section leaders.
"Left! Left! Lefty righty left!"
You repeat the line as everyone's feet hit the pavement in time
My HoleI'm digging the hole that I soon will fall in,My Hole4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
trying so hard to drown out the sin,
falling so far, so fast, and so long,
plunging, twisting, then break into song.
And the stars and the moon all stand watch overhead,
spinning and laughing, I fall into bed,
plunging headfirst into oceans unknown,
This is a world of nations from home.
Places we all should know in our head,
yet make no more sense when we get out of bed.
The Sun! so mighty till falling to night,
then rises the moon, her jealousies bright,
and kills off the sun, blood spilling and pooling,
falls to the floor, mixing and tasting,
of fine wines and berries,
of cheeses and cherries,
of lives lived and lost,
of times that we wasted,
of prices and cost,
and things that we tasted.
Still, far up above, clouds hang in the night,
swooshing and soaring, birds caught in flight,
racing and reaching to take home it's prey,
to feed to the small ones, the cries she'll obey.
And it pinches the heart to see creatures diminish,
and crushes i
My wolfHis coat is white and iron grayMy wolf5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His eyes a glowing gold
I've seen him in my deepest dreams
The mirror of my soul
His heart is wild his soul untamed
His piercing gaze forever free
I know him well the wolf within
Because he is a part of me.
He sings in my soul when I stand in the forest
He stands at my side in the face of a storm
He growls in defiance when things stoke my anger
He comforts my heart when I'm lost and forlorn
Don't think to judge me for what I am saying
Don't try to tell me that I've lost my mind
Until you have searched deep within your own being
For in the search I know what you will find
In everyone there lives a part
As wild as the wolf in me
To find it you must search your heart
And break the chains to set it free
To scoff and say they don't exist
Will only prove that you are blind
My wolf's paw has wrote this verse
As surely as this hand of mine
On being punkOn being punk12 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
It's so controversial. You are but you aren't. What is it really about?
There is no uniform. No music you have to listen to, no hairstyle you need to have. You have what you want. You are what you want. You express yourself differently than everyone else, for one reason. You're not afraid.
This so-called subculture is so much the rules designed by adults who don't understand. They think that it's a way of getting attention, a way of masking insecurities. But they're wrong. Sometimes you don't want attention. You just want to be free to be yourself.
But not everyone can be punk. Putting on a tie and spiked bracelets and singing a song about "Sk8tr bois" doesn't make you punk. Everyone seems to want to be a punk today, that's the problem. They're so ready to label themselves as something that they know nothing about, and throw out the label in a few months when the next big thing comes along.
How are you punk? You just are.
Chapter 6Chapter 6Chapter 68 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
She came to an abrupt halt as the wind shifted and brought the sharp scent of burned wood to her nose. Taking a step back, her right paw hit a buried rock and caused her to suddenly loose balance. Her wide chest broke through the snow with a crunch, and the arm that had slipped buckled beneath her. Frantically, Anya scrambled back to her feet and made a quick dash back across the river.
Her claws clicked against the river's surface with each of the three bounds it took her to get to the other side, and, panting, found no comfort even after she was back in her own territory. She lowered her head so it became even with her elbows, her tail drawn tight against her belly, and her ears only flicking up from against her skull when she had put several feet between her and the river's edge.
Those woods that rose up on the other bank had once been a part of her territory. They had been within her realm of rule where nothing transpired that she hadn't kno
To Be a PunkRemove The Glitter from your FaceTo Be a Punk6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Replace it with a Smear of Dirt
Remember, it's not about Lace,
It's not about Hurt.
Self-Sufficient Survival In a Spined Shell
Necessary Denizens of a Self-Created, Wondrous Hell
Fire-Rust, Acid-Paint, Bleeding Beauty from the Hole-Punch Piercings
Metal, Flesh, Cloth, Scraped Knees and Brazen hearts.
It is not your Safety Pins, it is not your Skulls
It is not your Leather Glitzpunk Dolls
It's a Way.
It is an Awareness and a Bravery in its own Right.
It's not Glitz.
It's Embedded in Wit
The realization that Our Mortal Coil is a Malleable Thing
Push a needle through the skin, add another Ring.
It is not to be a Creature of Metal,
But to make your Body a mere Shell for a Soul
Painted, Inked, Needled, Clothed
To Reflect the Burning Awareness Within
And in This Way
A Single Person.
It is to Refrain from Becoming a Chalice,
Catching what the Cups of Leaders Overflow
Until skin softens and hair becomes
Snow white, inex
The Devil's Shot Glass - VI ~C H A P T E R - VI~The Devil's Shot Glass - VI6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Midnight came far too quickly for my liking.
I had watched the clock for hours, hoping, praying, for some God forsaken miracle that would make time suddenly freeze. But, even someone like me knew that was pretty much impossible. Time waits for no one.
About an hour after my shower with Kadaj, my uniform came back from being cleaned. I gotta say, I have never had a greater appreciation for clean clothes as I did right then. The fabric was soft and warm and smelled like vanilla. I felt like I was in fucking paradise, even as I was cuffed and dragged back to the radiator to wait and watch as Kadaj and his brothers prepared for the upcoming meeting with Rufus.
There wasn't much talking involved between them, like they already knew exactly what they n
17. BloodIt was October and winters cold was just starting to set in. But what was also setting in was the annual preparations for AVLANCHEs Halloween party. Everyone had gathered at 7th Heaven earlier that week and all had begun decorating the bar for the festivities that were sure to come on the night of Halloween17. Blood6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Now it was the night before all Hollows Eve and everyone was gathered in the front of the bar, drinking and laughing around one of the many tables near the bar that Tifa was still managing for the group. Even Vincent had showed up at the bar to spend the holiday with his companions, if not only because Cid had showed up at the old ShinRa Mansion and all but dragged him out to the bar. But now that he was there and the decorating was over, there was no point for him not to indulge in a drink or two.
Several people looked up at the gunman, laughing and grinning before Cid threw up his hand and waved at the lonely gunman. Hey! Vince! Git yer ass over here
Demon of the North - IntroIm so sorryDemon of the North - Intro7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Her words echoed again and again, hanging in the misty air, tolling like a funeral bell. Deafening him. Suffocating him. He looked around, searching for the owner of that soft, sorrowful voice.
At last he found her, a silhouette just visible through the surrounding haze. He could feel her gaze upon him, her once bright eyes dulled by grief. He tried to move towards her, but with each step she became more and more distant. He was running now, trying desperately to reach her, but the mist grew denser and he was rapidly losing sight of her. He ran on in the same direction. He had to see her again. Hold her. See her smile. Tell her that everything was all right.
The silhouette appeared again, a hundred or so yards from him. His heart gave a final leap of hope. His pace quickened. He was almost there
But something was wrong. He stopped. They must have been ten paces apart by now. The already heavy air rang with the dying echoes of his armoured boots on the grou
FB - Haunted IITitle: FB Haunted part IIFB - Haunted II4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: the usual
Rating: warning for gore, ghosts and Original Character Death
Summary: Vincent is dying. Genesis and Shinra might know more about it than they let on
A/N: One need not be a chamber to be haunted, one need not be a house . Emelie Dickinson
"Don't hesitate to call us again if you need our help, "Angeal nodded as he and Genesis were gently but firmly shoved out the door in the pre-dawn. "We might not be the heroes we once were, but we can still be of help in any mission."
"Thanks fer all yer help." Cid's eyes were already fixed in the distance. "I might take ya up on that, but fer now I need some room ta think. Thanks again." He closed the door on them and turned back to his expectant family, waiting for him to tell them what to do. He nodded, grimly and started to give out orders. "Kadaj, I want ya up in Vince's room. Call me if anything happends. Loz, Yazoo, I want ya ta take care of the house. Feed the pets, fi
Soldiers Teddy BearsTitle: Soldiers Teddy BearsSoldiers Teddy Bears6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: ZackxSephiroth, SephirothxNottelling
Rating: awfully, awfully fluffy
Field assignments were what they were, which was mostly, cold, wet and muddy. At least in his tent where he sat hunched over a small desk reading the days mission rapports, Sephiroth managed to stay slightly above wet and muddy but the chill crept in everywhere.
It didnt much bother him, nor would he have given it another thought if he didnt know that his second in command was out there in the drizzling rain, probably stomping his feet in the mud to keep somewhat warm. It raised some strange feelings of concern, and that was distracting.
Not that he didnt think about the well fare of the Soldiers working for him, but it was usually in the broad terms of finding the driest patch of land to put our tents on or sweeping strategically decisions to make sure not too many of them died in an attack. Hed never concerned himself with the well being
IchiIshi: Pride and Irony"I dream about you, you know?" Ichigo whispered. "I dream that we were always like this. That we didn't have to argue anymore... but if that really happened, it wouldn't be right."IchiIshi: Pride and Irony4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The two were tired. They were laying beside each other on Ichigo's bed with Ishida's head resting on his shoulder. They stayed like this for a while without any intention of getting away from each other. Being this close was good enough.
"Why wouldn't it be? It doesn't seem like such a bad idea when you think about it." The smaller male replied.
"Isn't it obvious?" Ichigo moved away from their position to face Ishida and cup his face in his hands to make sure he was looking straight at him. He stroked the Quincy's soft cheek with his thumb, gently. "Because, even though I hate those times when I have to get mad argue with you, those are the times that make me love you even more, idiot."
"How ironic." Ishida smiled. "So, does that mean that if I should be furious with you over something and vowed to never for
FB - VacationTitle: FB Vacation part 1FB - Vacation6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: Valenwind, Lozoo, Renaj, Tseeve
Summary: Tseng and Reeve goes to Wutai on vacation. Unfortunately for them, the Valenwinds are already there
A/N: To Funkysockzlover for being and all around awesome person! She wanted the Remnants and 'ice cream'
"This was a wonderful idea," Reeve sighed happily as he looked out over the exotic little wutai-town. "I'm glad Rufus gave you leave to show me your home country."
"I'm delighted you like it." Tseng smiled back, sipping from a tea cup. How he could drink hot tea in this heat, Reeve didn't understand, but the Turk wasn't alone in doing so. The little tea house was crowded with locals and a few tourists, seeking shelter from the hot wutai summer sun and looking for refreshments. Reeve, raised in Midgard as he was, stuck to ice tea. "Here, I got you something." Tseng handed over a small present to his heat-wiltering lover.
Reeve laughed as he opened it an
Soliders' flueTitle: Soldiers' flueSoliders' flue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Rating: sick. litterally
Pairing: Uh lots
Summary: The flue is spreading through ShinRa and guess who is stuck playing nurse?
A/N: Hehe, I know who will *love* this litte ficlett! And Sephy seems remarkably Loz - ish here.
It was a very excited Sephiroth that came running into the office Angeal and Genesis shared, cradling something that glowed faintly in his cupped hands.
"Look at this!" He shoved his hand underneath Genesis nose. "I've had my first nasal orgasm!"
"Goddess, Seph!" Genesis spluttered and recoiled disgusted. "I don't want to look at your snot!"
Perplexed, Sephiroth frowned at him.
"Why not? You always want a close up view when I "
"That is different!" Genesis stared repulsed at the glowing mako residue in the war hero's hand. "What is wrong with you?!"
*Wrong question, Gen.* Angeal sighed and got between his two friends before the fight could start, handing the silver haired man a few tissues to clean himself up with.
FB - ShinRa part 5Title: FB Shinra part 5FB - ShinRa part 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: Valenwind, Lozoo, Renaj
Rating: rather dark
Warning: Character death, violence, rape, dungeons, evil!Sephiroth
Summary: The Remnants and ShinRa comes to their final face down and Reno gets caught in the middle.
"Get him! Reeve, no!" Tseng gestured at Rude and Elena, placing himself between the Remnant and his boss, but Reeve was quicker. He dashed for Yazoo , falling to his knees in the spreading puddle of blood, but carefully not touching the naked youngling. Cid and Vincent had told him just what could happen if you touched the Remnants when they didn't want to be touched. *Poor, damaged boys.*
" Yazoo ? Yazoo ! What are you alright?" Reeve shrugged of his coat, offering it to the dazed Sephling whose eyes seemed to have trouble focusing. Glazed green eyes stared at the engineer, blinking slowly, as if not comprehending who he was looking at.
"Dark " He whispered,
A Dark Moon Rising 13 of 13Title: A Dark Moon Rising part 13 of 13A Dark Moon Rising 13 of 137 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Subtitle: The End
Author: Enide Dear
Rating: NC-17, eventually
Pairing: Valenwind, Reeve/Tseng
Summary: Cid wakes up. Lots of demons.
Authors note: This is the official end of this story line! Thank you all who read it! I will now go on to other writing projects
Cid was propped up sitting, covered in bandages from head to toe, and glared at Reeve who shocked looked down on him. Tseng said nothing, and Vincent was white-faced with fright.
It aint none of yer business, Reeve. Yer my friend and I owe ya my life, but its still my life, ya hear me? I need ta do this. Vince and I need ta do this.
And if something goes wrong? If they attack you? You are not well enough to deal with this now!
Cid snorted and then coughed as pain from his half-mended body wracked him.
If they could mess me up like this a week ago, then Ill never be strong enough ta deal with them, physically. So I have ta do
A Dark Moon Rising part 5 of ?Title: A Dark Moon Rising part 5 of ?A Dark Moon Rising part 5 of ?7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Rating: NC-17, eventually
Pairing: Cid/Reeve, Valenwind, Cid/Reeve/Vincent
Summary: This, as far as I can get it, is what you whished for hot and smexy Valenwind. With Reeve. **howls** and not a Remnant in sight. *pout*
Authors note: Yay, Shera! Also, why is there a dead cat in Cids refrigerator?
Chief, I need to go grocery shopping. Vincent managed to get Cids attention over the clanging sounds from the belly of Highwind, and a tousled blonde head streaked with engine grease peered out. Also, I need to get some boards and nails and tar paper for the roof.
Sure. Theres an old pick-up in the garage if it doesnt start, jest call me. And theres money in an old sock in a drawer in my room.
You keep your money in a sock?!
Well, I figure no onell dare look there Cid grinned and Vincent couldnt he
C x V Chapter 7A new streak of pain burst in Vincent's head.C x V Chapter 78 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'That's not what I suggested, Valentine.' Vincent winced and placed a hand on his head, half hoping that would stop the pain.
"Vince! Goddamn you Chaos! Leave him the fuck alone!"
'You're more pathetic when he's around. Here. I'll put an end to this. They're getting annoying again.' Before Vincent had time to react, Chaos dragged him back into his mind and pushed him towards Galian, who took firm hold of his arm.
'CHAOS!' The demon now had full control again, but this time, he decided to transform. Even though it would take most of his host's energy, he thought it worth it if he could get rid of Vincent's friends, if only for a short time.
Cid immediately released Vincent's shoulder, as did Cloud. They both stepped back as they watched Chaos slowly transform. It was taking longer than usual since Vincent was desperately trying to keep control over the demon, but was obviously loosing the battle.
But before Chaos was able to take complete an
Fairy TaleTitle: Fairy TaleFairy Tale4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: In this chapter implied AngealxGenesis, SephirothxCloud, KadajxReno. Will probably involve more or less everyone at some point.
Rating: this chapter rather work safe but will turn significantly darker. AU
Summary: The Jenovas are back! AU setting: Jenova rules the land through her chosen sons, exacting cruel dominion of all that lives there. Chocobo knights, 'damsels' in distress, swords, magic, harems and at least one dragon. Part of a series that might be quite long.
A/N: Thanks to padawan san and Yllet for encouraging me to continue this fic. I'm still not entirely sure about it, but I hope you will all like it.
"I have three new ones, my Lord." The heavy-boned man shrugged one unmoving body from his shoulder and pulled the ropes circling the other two's necks forward before bowing deeply. "I hope they meet with your satisfaction."
"You are most diligent in your work, Angeal." The smile gracing the Lord was thin and cruel, but indulgent.
TFLN FF7 -- Belly ButtonFinal Fantasy Seven: TFLN CuesTFLN FF7 -- Belly Button5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Texts from Last Night)
BETA: Ziggy Pasta
Cue: my brother is so whacked out
Warning: Remnants and drugs.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF7 Fandom, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Yazoo, Kadaj and Loz
He finally had the plan to get out finalized. He had it all worked out and everything in place for their escape. Now he just needed the help of his brothers so they can find their mother and achieve the reunion.
He tried to act morose as he was being returned to his room. He had all new clothes that he knew would fit himself and his brothers, and he knew it would please them.
~hospital gowns really suck~
Kadaj couldn't suppress a smile as the door unlocked. Wearing real clothes, on real motorcycles, and then they could find mother.
The strangest sound was coming from the room.
~is that sobbing?~
He ignored the lab guard a
A Meeting of ChanceConrad always hated visiting the doctor. He hated the crowded waiting rooms, the disgusting toys that countless other children had touched (and thus polluted with theirA Meeting of Chance6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
germs), the noisy babies and their exasperated parents trying to calm
them... and those things were just the troubles before seeing
the doctor. As long as he could remember, he'd been afraid of
those sterile white spaces; the only good part was the sterile part.
From his parents he inherited the habits of a germophobe (as well as
a small bit of hypochondriac-like paranoia), though not quite as
extreme as some. Despite appreciating the constrasting cleanliness of
the actual examination room, it didn't do much at all to relieve him
of the fact that a person would soon come in and stick all sorts of
things in his ears and in his mouth, placing a cold device on his
chest here and there, shining a light in his eyes...
He knew it would be worse this time, because now, what he faced was no
ordinary check-up: he had been