Hellsing- The Scent of BloodDeep within the walls of Hellsing Manor, young fifteen year old Integra Hellsing sat alone thinking. She was inside her personal restroom, and was simply sitting on the floor, staring at the doorway. "Hmm..." She let out softly, tilting her head. Walter was busy in the kitchen preparing her breakfast, so he could be of no help currently. "Meh..." She said lowly. What a bother! She really didn't feel like calling on him, she knew he'd make a big deal over it all. She leaned forward, a jab of pain in her body. Somehow, she knew that even if she did not call upon her servant, that he would find out eventually. His Master was in pain, perhaps a wound? Giving in, Integra released a long, drawn out sigh of both pain, and exasperation. "Alucard..." She whispered.Hellsing- The Scent of Blood7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
No response came yet. She shifted to sit more comfortably on the bath mat, for she had just come out of the shower, when she realized what had happened, what dire situation she was now in. "ALUCARD." She spoke firmly, but without hav
A Night with IntegraYour loneliness embraces you.A Night with Integra9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold stares in the eve of the night.
Do you summon me?
Yes. I hear your voice.
But you did it in a faint whisper.
So rarely. So heavenly.
And when I got there.
There you stood like a knight to a lady.
But grant me to be the one
To hold you dearly.
It is true that I am a monster
And I crave your flesh.
Yet fear is not what you see in me
Because I am your servant
And under your command I will always be
I who dwell in the dark
Like the shadows and
Like Death that moves around.
Life is a pleasure yet life is so unsure
See, my hands they shook.
They want to touch you… to caress
Not like a child but a lady no less.
How can one hold his hunger like this?
He who wanted to break your wall
And to tell you so
That the night is long and
It's a shame not to taste
The sweet scent of the wind
And the sweat on your face.
I waited long enough
I've endured the thirst
Grant me this one night
However you may curse.
I've never seen anyone so perfect
And so charming
A true huma
Thayer"A squirrel, two sparrows.Thayer5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A crippled dog.
Hit. Grasp, save, grasp, hit, miss.
Miss. Miss again.
And I see your eyes.
Fur, feathers. Blood. And that noise.
Tree, fence, sunshine. Miss. Save.
Hit. Hit again. And that noise.
I'd pick you up from the grass.
But there's nowhere to take you...
I am one of them.
Sister of mine, don't worry.
Hit, miss, save.
Skin, bruises, blood.
And I see your eyes too, Sister.
I say don't worry, but what am I going to do?
I'd pick you up, but where would I take you?
I am one of them."
Fanfic - A Little SurpriseA Little SurpriseFanfic - A Little Surprise6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
by Charlotta "Char" H.
Disclaimer: The characters in the fanfiction are copyrighted to DC Comics and their original creators, except for the 'mystic person', who's one of my OCs. Please do not use this story without my permission! But to illustrate it is welcome - please read Artist's Comments for further info.
I dont understand, Harv! The green man uttered when entering the big building.
What dont ya understand? the two-faced man asked nonchalantly as he flipped his coin.
This this person , here the red-haired man lost his speech and seemed confused. His face was shifting in red, probably from anger.
You look upset. What person are you talking about? Batman? The man called Harv glanced quickly at his comrade.
No, not him this stranger. I dont know who she is, but
She? It seemed that Har
DamageDamage5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I came across your picture today and that old card that talked about us dancing in the moonlight. My eyes became blurry and I could barely breathe. I tucked them into the bible you gave me remembering the words you had said as you placed it on my bedside table, "This is my most cherished belonging. As long as this is here, you will know that I will always be back." I had believed you.
I slipped the bible softly into a bottom drawer underneath a pile of jeans, wondering for a minute if that was a sin. The emptiness in the pit of my stomach spread and the lump in my throat grew tighter. I pushed myself up off the floor, feeling heavier, weaker, than I knew I really was, and moved slowly toward the closet knowing that what I was about to do would only make this worse. I slid open the door and reached for the very first shirt on the rack. I looked at it for a moment before pressing it
BelieveWhat is there to believe inBelieve4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when all value has fallen apart?
When all you upheld
has gone under a renovation
When what you believed
no longer seems right
Where does it all restart?
How do you rebuild yourself?
Values, you thought they were forever
until you opened your eyes
Then you saw a world
that values must be rewritten for
So how do you begin?
when what you knew was there your whole life
Dont try to force
what you believe
Or you will be ruined
when it all changes
Sing The Sorrow(One night)Sing The Sorrow5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It starts tonight!
This final breath (suffocate)
into icy terrors
Pull me down into distruction! (no tomorrow)
Let this be our demise (end with me)
falling through the lies
drowning in the horror
of what may be tomorrow (let it never come)
(oh) Silent screams may cry
as we sing the sorrow (end me)
Oh let tomorrow never be
let this end tonight
Its the beginning, its the end
its everything you wanted it to be
its the one night!
the last night
the only night
(let it end)
(adiós mi amor)
SynesthesiaI fell in love with a pianist's hands.Synesthesia3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They danced across my skin in minuets, his fingers tripping cadenzas up and down my spine. He brushed sonatas through my hair and across my shoulders, pianissimo. I trembled beneath his trills. The primal, earnest rage of Bach swelled in hot crescendos along my throat, beneath my ribs, guided by his hands --- Mozart, coolly logical, raised goosebumps down my arms --- Chopin soothed the fire and finally calmed my hammering heart.
I fell in love with a pianist's hands, listening from the back of the coffee shop while my lungs fought for breath, making wishes until he was gone.
[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 4Ściany w kolorze spokojnego błękitu i dopasowane do siebie jasne meble. Wszystko to wysprzątane wręcz perfekcyjnie dzięki najmłodszemu bratu. Ludwig lubił dbać o porządek. Nawet, jeśli był tylko hydraulikiem. Ludwig lubił też inne rzeczy, takie jak jego wspaniała kolekcja wyrafinowanego porno i kiełbasa. Bynajmniej za to nie lubił swoich dwóch starszych brata - Gilberta i Rodericha. Uważał ich za zwykły, irytujący dodatek do mieszkania, w dodatku taki, który potrafi tylko brudzić. Jeden był informatykiem i pracował na portierni w dziwnym miejscu, drugi to niespełniony artysta, dla którego wszystko było zbyt "mejnstrimowe". Dlatego też wszystkich chciał pouczać. Cerował im nawet bieliznę, jeśli takowa nie była od znanego projektanta, bo chciał, by nie poddali się "konsupcjonizmowi". Międz[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 42 years ago in Humor More Like This
[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 1Wiedza potrzebna, żeby ogarnąć, kto jest kim w tej części:[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
Romano Vargas - Włochy Południowe
Felicjano Vargas - Włochy Północne
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo - Hiszpania
Francis Bonnefoy - Francja
Berwald Oxenstierna - Szwecja
Feliks Łukasiewicz - Polska
Toris Laurinaitis - Litwa
Lukas Bondevik - Norwegia
Emil Steilsson - Islandia
Tino Väinämöinen - Finlandia
Allistor Kirkland - Szkocja
Natalia "Natasha" Arlovskaya - Białoruś
- ... chwila, hej! Jak to koniec?! - warknął brązowowłosy chłopak. - ... dobra, dobra! Idź sobie! Idź sobie, kurna! Ja cię wcale nie potrzebuję!
Starszy od niego Hiszpan westchnął. Wiedział, że zerwanie z dużo młodszym, włoskim kochankiem będzie niezwykle trudne. Chłopak, kiedy się już do kogoś przywiązał, był dla swojego wybranka "kamieniem u szyi"
[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 8Część 8.[APH] TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 82 years ago in Humor More Like This
Rosjanin rozejrzał się. Opuszczona, stara fabryka, ale tylko na pozór. Szare ściany naszpikowane były elektroniką, a na podłodze znajdowały się maty do grania w Stepmanię.
- Teraz ja, aru! - zawołał Chińczyk, spychając z jednej z nich Kiku.
Ivan westchnął ze smutkiem. Więc to nie jemu pierożkowy raj był pisany... jedynym pozytywem było to, że Feliksowi też nie. Podobnie było podczas Euro - może i Rosja nie wyszła z grupy, ale Polska też!
- Polska drużyna piłki nożnej i wyjście z grupy, kogo ja chcę oszukać... - wymamrotał do siebie, ukrywając się za stertą skrzynek z podróbkami.
- To może Ultrastar? - zaproponował Japończyk, podłączając mikrofon. - Wiecie, lubię udawać poważnego, ale BO
She Bled AwayToo scared to screamShe Bled Away5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
innocent acts that all led to this tragedy
Innocence bleeds away
onto the porcalain
This was a life
now its a lie
ripped away with her grace
She was whole
now shes in ruins
all because of a man
who will only be seen again in nightmares
Her innocence bled away...
This was a life
now its a lie
ripped away with her grace
Now shes only a slave to the daily routine
dragging her remains through the days
shes only living cause she cant bring herself to die
This was her life
now its a lie
ripped away with her heart
This was her life
now its a ruin
This was her life
now its a lie
(she bled away...)
Dark DreamsWith a groan of discomfort, she heaved herself from her bed and stumbled into the bathroom where she turned the water on and stripped as she waited for it to heat up. She slid into the steaming water with much joy and little effort. After a quite uneventful shower, she walked, dripping, back into her room where she dried off lazily as she picked out her clothes for the day. She glanced at the clock, only 6:30 still. Her bag waited for her dutifully by the door and she swung an arm down to catch the strap on her way out.Dark Dreams5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Honey," called a tired but cheery voice, "since you're up, could you make a pot of coffee?" She sighed.
"Sure," she called back unenthusiastically. Being a teenager was hard work. She had to be good in school and take care of everyone else since her emotional problems were only a 'phase'. Whatever. It didn't matter. She could disappear into her room once the day was over. No other commitments besides school tugged at her mind.
In the kitchen, breakfast was made and seq
Lessons LearnedLessons Learned4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every evening, after the chores of the day were done, I would take off through the woods behind my house and across that old, rickety bridge that connected my world to yours.
As a girl, I always feared that bridge. My older brothers filled my head with visions of the terrible monsters residing in the forest on the other side of the large creek. According to the boys, the monsters themselves had built the bridge with the hope that it would entice young explorers to journey across and unwittingly become their feast.
Years later and a decade wiser, I couldn't run across that bridge fast enough. It was almost as if the knowledge that my everything was what awaited me, gave my heart wings. You were the reason I woke in the mornings and the reason cleaning out the horse stalls all afternoon no longer seemed so bad. You brought something new and special to my world.
You gave me:
An entire spring of dancing barefoot under the s
What is wrong with the world?The world will never be right or just,What is wrong with the world?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there will be poor and there will be rich.
Humanity is greedy,
and this will always create a divide,
because there is not enough for everyone to be rich.
WritersThousandsWriters5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sitting in a school, a library, a home, or perhaps the streets, or maybe an office
Each one with a dream
each one on a search
for who they really are
on a search
for the answer to the world
for the words to make it right
and that search is why
of writers write today
APH TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 10 - Autor jest idiotą - warknął długowłosy blondyn, przemierzając szybkim krokiem korytarz. - Dlaczego tak rzadko się pojawiam i dlaczego jestem do cholery sekretarką?!APH TO JEST SPISEK, WSZYSCY JUZ WIEDZA - Czesc 102 years ago in Humor More Like This
Zatrzymał się i ciężko westchnął. Życie sekretarki było ciężkie, zdecydowanie zbyt ciężkie jak na takiego wspaniałego aktora, jakim był. Zwłaszcza, gdy była ona sekretarką molestowaną.
Podczas pracy zrozumiał, że życie kobiet może być ciężkie. Spódniczki, chodzenie na obcasach, macający cię szef... to wszystko sprawiało, że praktycznie w ogóle nie chciało się wstawać z łóżka.
- Jeszcze te cholerne torebki, w których nie można nic znaleźć...
Zamknął oczy, przypominając sobie czasy, gdy jego kariera była u szczytów popularności. Le