I'm SorryI'm Sorry9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
today I accidentally
killed your ladybug
tangled in my mess of hair
onto my shoulder
not thinking I grabbed
for the tickle and
with a fingetip
on her round
and I watched her fade
Unrequited Love chapter 2Unrequited Love chapter 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Renji woke with a start, dazed and confused. He sat up abruptly, looking around the room questionably.
Where am I?
Before his unheard question could be answered, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and head. He immediately put a hand to his shoulder as if somehow that could ease the pain.
What happened? Me and Ichigo...We were fighting the hallow and then...
Ah, So your awake!
A sweet, soft, motherly voice said as it came through the door. Miss Capitan Unohana came in through the door, smiling brightly like a mother to her child.
You shouldn't move to much Abarai-kun. Your wounds have still not healed yet. She told him as she walked to the side of his bed.
Unohana-taichou... What happened?
Miss Unohana smiled a bit more and opened her eyes. That we don't know but we think you got hit pretty hard when trying to leave your body. She said. Renji thought for a moment.
I was with Ichigo... We found the hallow... and then
BLEACH: Vampires ch. 4"WHROOOOOOOOO!"BLEACH: Vampires ch. 48 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The hollow came crashing into the ground as Renji drew his sword straight out of it's body.
The red head ran along the edges of the estate roof, evening himself with the monster.
He stared intensly, searching for an opening and-
Renji lept off of the roof and landed on the skull of the beast.
Hinoro's little eyes opened slowly.
"Tai...chou?" She murmered, the clear sound of sleep still present in her voice.
She rubbed one of her eyes with the back of her small hand and yawned again, looking around more and more.
The dark room was empty.
Her eyes began to well up.
The door creaked open...
Hinoro looked sharply to it.
Her blue eyes widened.
"No... g... g... go away." Hinoro whispered as the creature drew near her.
Shuuhei gave the boy a pat on the back.
It had been a truly amazing sight to see Renji in battle. The look of passion in his
Renji went over to Ichigo, putting a hand on his sho
BLEACH: Vampires ch. 1Sakura blossoms fell delicately onto the beautiful grass as morning took it's first breath.BLEACH: Vampires ch. 19 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raven hair fell into the face of a newly woken Byakuya.
The man looked across the room to the door.
A familiar red head stood in place of his door, a bundle in his arms.
"She's awake now? At this hour?" Byakuya asked, looking at his clock. His eyes widened for a moment, but soon returned to their normal dark sweetness.
"Renji... it's nearly 4:00 am..."
The red head nodded, coddling the bundle and kissing it softly.
"...But she wants to be up. You know we can't stop her."
Byakuya pulled his covers down, making room for the small wrap of cloth.
"I've told you before that if she doesn't get used to it now, then she will never sleep alone."
He tried to make his voice sound stern, but only softend his voice when the baby was layed beside him.
She had been wimpering slightly. But the moment Renji layed her on the bed, she set her eyes on Byakuya and grew quiet.
You, to die for +aizhina 1sht+You, to die for +aizhina 1sht+8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Aizen-sama." Hallibel, one of Aizen's most trusted espada appeared and kneeled in front of him. The man on the trone-like seat turned towards her.
"Yes? What may it be, Hallibel-kun?" the man gave her a cold grin.
"Sir... it is reported that an intruder has been captured."
"Is it one of the ryoka?"
"Then.. Bring him inside.."
Aizen was wrong. It wasn't a him. Two arancar brought forth a small and fragile girl. Aizen's glance was for a second surprised, but his face restored soon. The grin was gone, though.
"My... what a lovely reunion... what business brings you here,
Two fierce, somewhat uncomfortable, eyes looked up to Aizen. It was indeed Hinamori Momo. Why? Why would she come to Hueco Mundo? Even as a vice-captain, her level was way to low to even cross the desert leading to Las Noches.
"Well?" Aizen asked, somewhat inpatient.
"...h... How..." her breathing went slightly heavier, her dark eyes still fixated on the man in front of her.
SleepSleep12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a tsetse fly
drinks its next meal
the sun, newborn crying,
is sky ilk
a maze of feathery canopy;
the Bandundu forest,
gives birth to a
litter of bananas-
grass covered savannahs,
stubborn windblown maize
to the river, where
water walking fish farmer
casts a drowsy eye
on a school of tilapia
playing in his bamboo den;
a kihuta viper opens
its razor mouth
while decadent sockets,
hanging by swollen neck,
as he is carried to the garden.
like an old antelope
pulses, waiting to slip
into its last coma,
palm stem walls blanketing
the mind's catacombs
while your planted carcass watches
a tsetse fly
drink its next meal.
Unrequited LoveByakuya stood in the Kuchiki House, his demeanor calm and collected as usual. He looked out of the window, as the late afternoon sun was just starting to set, the sun shining through the open window. His gaze which was momentarily on the sun shifted to the lawn. A sudden memory flooded into his mind, his eyes closed, allowing it to take control.Unrequited Love8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Little Byakuya! Little Byakuya! Over here!
Byakuya looked over at Yoruichi as she called to him, his look still as stoic as always, as he shunpoed over to her, to try to catch him.
She appeared behind him and tapped his shoulder with a giggle, Little Byakuya, you lost again!
I did not lose, Yoruichi. It is an ongoing battle that will never finish.
She laughed again, At least not until you win, right? She pat the top of his head, ruffling his black hair.
Byakuya grumbled, taking hold of her hand, removing it from atop his head, That is not wha
Dresden, dreamsDresden, dreams10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is where I am:
made in my own image,
and hastening his pace,
my grandson scuttles headfirst to the ground.
His rubber bones resist, and I am left
to feel the pain from what could have been
and the pain that was once real.
Tired, I dawdle with my drink in hand
and find myself in Dresden, drunk
in the fireworks of conquest and control.
I was never there,
but longed to be
sunk knee deep in ash that tasted of victory
to my parched throat,
with a rifle raised above my head,
that symbol of God's will.
So here we are,
not four feet high, he reaches still,
his heart howling for want
of a little treat for his ickle mouth,
and how can I refuse?
In short years of dreaming
and long years of working,
he will be as old as this maudlin fool.
I do not want him
to forget this day.
But back then
I had my own memories to make.
Stuck, helpless in a hospital bed,
I knew only that nurses were pretty.
They did not speak to me,
nor I to them,
though I gained another wound or scar
each time one passed me
Moving OnByakuya looks at her face, small and delicate with wide, frightened eyes. So like Rukias yet so unlike.Moving On8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I am sorry, he murmurs.
There is so much to apologise for that hes not exactly sure which mistake hes referring to. All of them, perhaps.
The face does not reply, but that is alright. He didnt really expect it to.
I never hoped to love after you, he continues. It is safe to speak here, alone with her face as he is. I had no wish to.
A small smile crosses his lips at the thought of sparkling crystal eyes.
I suppose my wishes are the last thing on her mind, though.
Oh, I dont know about that, a rich voice teases from behind him. Arms with the strength to snap a mans neck encircle him and a kiss is pressed into the side of his neck. Second to last, maybe. Third if theres a lot of paperwork.
I had said I wished to be alone.
He feels her smile. Theres t
Joker To hear Wyatt tell it, Doc Holliday had never been drunk in his life. Of course, Wyatt Earps definition of drunk was slightly different from the normal one. To Wyatt, drunk was talking too much, laughing too loudly, and being carried home to wake up the next morning feeling like death. None of those qualifications applied to Doc, since his damn mouth was never closed anyway, he never laughed, he had to be carried home most nights as it was, and felt like death no matter what time of the day it was. According to Wyatts logic, Doc Holliday was the most sober man alive. It was true that the more Doc drank, the more sane he tended to become, but most sober man alive was really a bit of a stretch. It was very likely that this was only Wyatts way of rationalizing his friendship with the man, for knowing that the only person he truly got along with was a half-dead, completely insane, gun-toting dentist was not a very largJoker7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
See me IgnorantAm I real at all?See me Ignorant8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing here like I dont exist
Do you see me at all?
When I look away every time you turn your head
Do you wonder about me at all?
When I ignore your blatant stares
So, do you ever see me like I see myself?
Mirrored with no reflection to counter it
Do you see me how I see myself?
Dull, confused, disappointed
Or do you see the marks on my face
And the flaws I keep hidden under my skin?
Do you notice my blank expressions
And my steady gaze when you arent looking?
I hope so
But, no, I falter in your view
And I look away so that all you see is my back
And my profile with eyes forward and distant
So do you like how I cant see you?
Do you wish I could stare at you like I do myself?
With the marks on your face
And the flaws hidden under your skin?
Does it keep you up at night,
Wondering what I see of you?
Well, do you ever wonder if I will see myself
The way you see me?
One Word -LxLight-Light was furious. Beyond furious. Hell, Light didnt think there was even a word for his level of anger. Not in any of the four languages he was already fluent in, and he was fairly sure Italian (which he was currently studying) wouldnt yield any results either.One Word -LxLight-8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
No, there was simply no word in existence that could describe just how angry he was right now.
L had chained him to the fucking bed post.
Now, Light was not one who normally resorted to the fouler aspects of the English language, in fact he was a firm believer that only those with little or no imagination used the crude vocabulary.
He was also fairly sure that this case warranted the use of every single foul word he knew.
Sure, L had attached his end of the handcuffs to various stationary objects before, indeed, the very same bedpost had seen the gruelling grasp of the metal seal before. But in every single one of those cases before now L had made certain to wake Light and warn him about what he was going to do. Aft
Story for a penny in a canStory for a penny in a can7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I'd always known there was something wrong with that house. One time, walking to the downtown mall- school, I mean- I saw that overstuffed Halloween decoration, sitting on the porch. Real cats aren't supposed to get that big, na'mean? That thing could've swallowed a poodle and then picked its teeth with beagle bones. Threw a can at it and it just meowed and washed its chest.
Then the birds: every Friday, they'd bunch together on the power lines. Sure, no biggie there; birds gotta roost and get warm, all fluffed up in line, tweeting. Except -
Not crows. Full fledged, "Morrigan-is-going-to-get-you-if-the-witches-don't" ravens all sitting on a single line. No surprise power went out in our neighborhood every couple months. Never seen a fried bird though.
Between black cats, cracked glass, flickering lights at home, the city calling the dump 'historical', and the birds watching, it was kinda weird no one had this idea before. Group of kids see a big old ratty creepy house, f
Skip N StripClopin: Bonjour, I am Clopin Trouillefou and I am here today to talk about my newest exercise video... Clopin's Skip-n-Strip... Yes, in this video clip, I may appear to be just having a good time by ripping off my clothes after prancing around, but I'm actually getting a full-body workout!Skip N Strip8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Feeeeeeeeeeeebus: Don't listen to him! He's trying to kill us!
Clopin: Ah, those are my assistants- delightful sense of humor, those two. Now, Feeby, why don't you demonsrte this to our viewers at home? *kicks Feeby* SKIP DAMMIT!
Feeeeeebus: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! *skips*
Feeeebus: *annoyed sigh* fine. *strips* There, are you happy now?
Puppet: DO WE KILL THEM NOW???
Clopin: QUIET! *muffles puppet with his hat*
Puppet: (angry noises) MMPH MM HMM!!!!
Quasi: *scared* Can we, um, leave now?
Clopin: DON'T INTERUPT ME! *back to his usual giddy voice* And now a super special guest... Judge Claude Frolloooooooooooo!!!!!!!!
Frollo: I hate you
Waltzing with the DevilIn a house, apartment, in a palace pulsingWaltzing with the Devil6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
away from that idle pressure on my nape,
I possess minds which are courtesans: my cured
extremities are waltzing with the devil.
You might think of a sentient rhythm, a drone
sashaying in a cruel intercourse
wearing Venetian masks in mockery of
those gods compelled to eat burgers after caviar:
I love it when your china is spread on toast.
A thought would hover, a buzzing tinnitus
reminds you of a kindly perverted uncle
flagging down a platonic boy, blindfolded
by a riddle of locusts: come Abaddon
in a pitch of flies smothered by Beelzebub.
You would think I am the illegitimate
by-product of lazy rituals, couples
idling on the fence with hanging genitals
watching a pornographic film: during the
day I am Asmodai, a braying lust held
in a choke-hold at night when dutifully
I pray for the deliverance of daylight
ushered by the roaring birth of Lucifer.
The Curse Of Formal VerseNothing is harder than writing formal verse;The Curse Of Formal Verse11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We struggle and we try to wrack our heads,
But all words fail, our poems are a curse.
The creators of such forms were most perverse,
Taking pleasure from poets wishing they were dead.
Nothing is harder than writing formal verse.
A failed writer shakes his empty purse.
He is determined to, once more, be fed.
But all words fail, his poems are a curse
The Villanelle, The Sestina; a hearse
Waiting for that poet, writhing in his bed.
Nothing is harder than writing formal verse.
An inmate of an asylum calls the nurse
He tried to write a sonnet in his shed
But all his words failed, his poems are a curse
Do not laugh off these forms with words so terse;
Even the masters have been quoted to have said,
"Nothing is harder than writing formal verse.
When all words fail, our poems are a curse."
Akito's DiaryAkito's Diary9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shigure told me about a girl named Tohru Honda today. She knows about the Sohma family curse. I think I can use her…so I shall let her remain at Shigure's house with Yuki. Perhaps with her I can show Yuki that he can never escape me. Never
For lunch I had a delicious egg salad, topped with a bit of mayonnaise sauce behind Hatori's back. That'll teach him to feed me all that low-fat no calorie tofu crap!...oh mother of roosters….stomach…hurting….
I had an allergic reaction to the mayonnaise sauce I had a couple days ago and puffed up to the size of an oversized blowfish. Hatori came in time so that I didn't explode. The next time I see that delivery boy, I'll kill him. With a stick. Yes. A very large, deadly stick.
Kyo is now living at Shigure's house as well. Hm…and the plot thickens. This will definitely make things very interesting.
Being sickly sucks. I need to get Hatori to buy me a D
Fruits basket Chat RoomOnigirl_Basket_16 has logged onFruits basket Chat Room8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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Tohru: Hi Kyo-kun!
Kyo: Yeah, hi.
Tohru: Wheres Yuki-kun?
Kyo: Why should I care where he is!?
I_hate_the_stupid_cat has logged on
Tohru: Hi Yuki-kun! Where have you been?
Yuki: Student Council. How are you Honda-san?
Kyo: Whats with the damn username?!
Yuki: What username, Stupid cat?
Kyo: Yours, you damn rat!
I_Love_KYO-KUN has logged on
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Kagura: Why did Kyo-kun leave? I LOVE HIM!!!
I_Love_KYO-KUN has kicked her computer out the window
Yuki: Well now at least the stupid cat is gone.
Tohru: Yuki-kun, I have to go make dinner now see you later.
Yuki: Okay Honda-sun, see you later.
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Yuki: Hello Machi
Machi: Hi Sohma-kun
Yuki: So why did you come here?
Machi: I wanted to never mind.
Yuki: Okay do you think your br I mean Manabe will be online.
Machi: I think he said he was coming later.
if I am nowhere am I everywherif I am nowhere am I everywher12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am talking to her saying our roads
will be all that's left; that our avenues
will turn to altars, set in onyx.
look what we remember of Rome,
all pavements and temples
arranged like vertebrae in dirt
that goes on living, full with prayer;
and as I say this, it occurs to me that in a Mexican bar
in Florence I might disappear
to the streets and run, eyeless
through an eyeless crowd,
(take me, Florence! I am a son among these heartbroken stones,
take me from the marble block lift me out!)
to laugh hysterically; she is pulling me,
her warmth comes breathlessly from the air;
we are foreigners,
we are rain. (I am inventing this,
all of this happened elsewhere, another night)
her face turns to laugh illuminated
and everything else wobbling is blue
and forgotten; lifeboats drawn away
from our bodies that are continents
moving full with rice and squash and sins
named in small homes before saints and fire;
listen. I was not there by the long bar
when everyone turned and pulled us
into the st
For my loveGinnys eyes searched for Harry, when she realized they were in a graveyard. She couldn't place where it was; then Ginnys attention went back to the green eyed boy that she loved so dearly and their eyes met; she could tell that he was in immense pain. Ginny was off to the side screaming hysterically "Stop it, your hurting him!" tears were drastically streaming down her fragile face. The more she fought to get to Harry the more a death eater would tighten their grip onto her hands. Ginny just now noticed that across from her were Ron and Hermione, being held by death eaters, also she had just seen Fred and George being held captive. On both sides of her, but Ginny was apparently putting up the most fight, Bellatrix Lestrange was holding on tight to Ginny.For my love7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bellatrix sneered "You must be the girlfriend. Would you like to go with him?" Ginny couldn't bear look at Harry anymore, but Bellatrix grabbed a hold of Ginnys hair and forced her to look into his eyes. She wouldn
Ed Edd n Eddy Nightmare-TDO NOT FAV, PLEASE FAV ORIGINAL ONLYEd Edd n Eddy Nightmare-T8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
October 31. Halloween night. The night when ghosts and goblins come out to play. The night when young children obtain massive amounts of candy by going door to door in costumes. To some kids, the greatest night of the year. And then there are others who dont exactly have the same idea . . .
In a small town of Peach Creek, a young junior high student by the name of Eddy had just gotten home after serving his almost daily routine of detention. He remembered how the same thing had happened on last Halloween. But this Halloween was going to be different. Because Eddy had made the bold decision that he and his two friends, Ed and Edd (known to everyone as Double D) would not be trick-or-treating that year.
Eddy was completely disgusted by Halloween after what had happened last year. He had fallen for another one of his older brothers stupid jokes (the so-called map to Spook-E-Ville ended up sending the three fri
The NightThe Night12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
deep slow moans
come from the roots
of the earth
and bend on themselves
fingers of the trees
in a sigh
they stretch out
like the hands of a beggar
to turn off
profondi lenti lamenti
provengono dalle radici
e si tendono
dita di alberi
in un sospiro
come le mani del mendicante
Utsukushii p2They walked to Akemi apartment Shou kept on looking at Akemi sorry for the mess Ayaka is staying for the weekend he said as he glared at his sister hehehe yeah I said I would clean up dont worry she smiled with a sweat drop behind her head. Why dont you get a shower and we will make you something to eat Akemi smiled as he opened the bathroom door.Utsukushii p27 years ago in General More Like This
Shou was tempted to push Akemi into the bathroom and kiss him but he thought he is being too kind to me I dont want to ruin this kindness by my hormones so instead he just placed his hand on top of Akemis shoulder and went into bathroom and ran the shower.
Akemi shut the door and leaned against the door sighing and slightly blushing he is really attractive and he acted really kind towards me and hardly paid any attention to Ayaka I wonder what that means maybe I should talk with Ayaka he walked to the kitchen Ayaka can I asked you something Akemi a