They Traveled...They Traveled...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
93 Million Miles
To Dance for my Delight
In the Morning Mist...
Vampire VS Alchemist- chapter1 This is a Fullmetal Alchemist fanfic, and it's AU, but it may contain spoilers, so watch out. sorry for any OOCness as well.Vampire VS Alchemist- chapter17 years ago in Teen More Like This
I smiled up at the sky, hands in my pockets, with my short red and white jacket slung over my right shoulder, a small brown leather suitcase over my other. A weak, yet warm summer breeze caught my golden hair and blew it across my face. My smile faded a little in annoyance as I brushed it back. I rolled my shoulders gently, wincing as the automail port on my right shoulder rubbed against my skin; I needed to get it checked out urgently, so I was on my way to the Rockbells Automail surgery. I was looking forward to seeing Winry and Pinako; I hadnt seen either in a few months. And knowing my brother, hed be hanging around there too. God how I missed him, it almost hurt. I smiled as I came to the Rockbells gate, pushing it open with my foot. I looked down at the footpath, which was neat and tidy, considering a lot of people walked dow
The Master Chief FactsThe Master Chief Facts8 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Master Chief Facts
- The number 117 isn't just Master Chief's identification, it's the length of his penis... in yards.
- There is no energy shield. Projectiles just stop before hitting the Chief.
- Master Chief doesn't need weapons to kill things, the weapons need Master Chief
- The Spartan Mark V armor actually broke because it couldn't contain Master Chief's awesomeness.
- If the marines just stay out of his way, Master Chief can finish the entire Halo story before you can say 'Halo'.
- The Chief did scare some Elites. So much that even their armor colors turned white, that's why there are white armored Elites.
- Microsoft doesn't own Master Chief. On the contrary, the Master Chief owns Microsoft.
- Master Chief's voice has the power to give women orgasms. The helmet he wears merely keeps that from happening.
- There are no Hackers, Modders, Glitchers, and Cheaters. You losers were playing against the Master Chief and he's a better player than you.
- Gordon Freeman sleeps in Mas
..:Unspoken:..Sometimes you will just have to speak what's on you mind,..:Unspoken:..7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Speak the words out loud,
So you won't left behind...
To know your goal and stand in life,
To know what you are,
So the feelings won't cut you like a knife....
The feelings unspoken,
The chains unbroken,
The emptyness inside,
The darkness were you can hide...
But all means nothing,
and will crush you slowly,
But if you desided to do something,
Your life will start and you won't be so lonely...
So when you deside to stand up,
Go with life and your thoughts,
If you reach to your goal,
To close your eyes just one more time,
So you could have piece with your soul.
NudeUndress meNude10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For I am vulnerable already
So take me further
Unzip my mind
With one touch of realization
Spread open my thoughts
Untie my emotions
Lay bare all I've been holding in
And explore the feeling underneath
Unbutton my heart
And slip out the love
Laying in wait
Wrapped in silk repression
Unhook my desires
Feel up my dreams
Taste my deepest hopes
Strip off my reserve
Free me from the fabric of inhibition
Leave no thread of doubt between us
When our souls are naked
We can leave our clothes on
Find My True SelfFind My True Self7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want to be mad,
I don't want to be sad.
I just want to be me,
Were did she go?
when did she leave me?
Can you give me the answer,
Where can I find her?
I don't want to be this person anymore.
I just want to live,
Want to walk through that door,
and you will forgive,
and you will believe.
Will you trust me?
Becomming the girl I used to be?
It will be like it was,
Like is was before.
So don't you worry,
And just trust me a little more...
Dry BonesSometimes I replenish my whiskey bottles with waterDry Bones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And swirl it around. I drink up
To make sure I didn’t miss a single drop of that alcohol.
Diluted or not, I ache for it.
But not as much as I ache for you.
I would rinse you out and sip all of your insides.
Then I would drag your skeleton out of your skin.
Help me. Worm your way free.
I would jumble our bones together. Mix us up.
Not so we would be two with replaced bones.
No, I want us to have four arms, four legs. I want,
I want us to have two heads and a long twisted spine
Of vertebrate upon vertebrate.
I want us to clank out hollow sounds
When we come rambling along.
Our ribcages would be split and spread.
No longer cages, but wings of rib bones.
Your hips would jut against mine
And our fingers would intertwine.
Our skin would not go to waste,
Instead, we would tear them to shreds
And weave them together.
We could nest on them.
With all our empty bottles.
A SkylightWhat do you call a skylightA Skylight6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sleep is hard work.
Read my dreams,
and youll know...
My AngelMy Angel11 years ago in Teen More Like This
"watching me wanting me
i can feel you pull me down
saving me raping me
5:30 the alarm sounds..
Friday, time to get up and go off to school.
"meh… hmmph" he mumbles as he slowly rolls out of bed. Untangling the sheets from his body, he slowly stumbles toward the doorframe. Gripping for the doorknob his mind slow reboots. Realizing his hand has yet to grip anything he looks down only to realize and remember that he has no door, it is still laying in the garage alongside all the other personal affects of his. He stumbles into the hallway shuffling along until he bumps the bathroom door. He draws his breath in slowly as he turns on the lights and slowly raises his head to look at himself in the mirror. Standing only 5'9" in a lanky figure with untamed hair the boy studies himself, turning his head slowly from one side to the other he decides that he is in dire need of a shave but who will care if he just skips that and goes straight
The Lios AlfarWe are the shining ones. Made by the goddess to be stars in the night, to make her first children less lonely.The Lios Alfar8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We are the sun on the water, the song in the trees. We are the laughter in the meadows, the white sails on the sea.
We are the crystal bells on the saddles, the singing blades in the air. We are the glass hooves on the stones, the riders ever fair.
We are the dancers in moonlight, the harpists of gold. We are the flowers by the marshes, those without care.
We are the crossers of the ocean; souls ever searching, ever finding, guided by the Weaver's hand. We are the enemies of the hating dark, our name is that of Light.
We are the friends of children, ever beautiful are they. We are festive in the hills and the mountains, we are the maker of the circles.
We are the hunt, and the ride. We are the caretakers of the sword, friends to The Warrior.
We are the shining ones, The Lios Alfar.
~Inspired by them.
Tonight, We Will Be TogetherEach day, I tend the sacred flames;Tonight, We Will Be Together9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the ritual no longer holds much meaning for me.
I burn only for him;
think only of him.
(my beloved Leander)
I whisper his name in smoke,
an incantation of longing and desire;
offering my blood in hopes that Aphrodite
will smile upon our secret; protect our fragile love.
Our eyes meet in the temple-
silent promises passing between us.
Furtively we touch fingers,
'Tonight' he whispers,
and my heart fills with a quiet joy,
my mind racing with anticipation.
My lover swims in the darkness,
across the vast Hellespont.
(muscles rippling powerfully,
I blush to think of what lies ahead)
I stand at the top of my tower,
my lamp his beacon.
I watch for him,
filled with a longing so deep;
I feel it must consume me.
When he climbs onto shore,
I race down to meet him,
and we fall together onto the sand...
The gentle winds move restlessly over us,
as we love each other
under the watchful skies;
whispering words of devotion.
It Has Come To ThisIt has come to thisIt Has Come To This8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Broken only by the reverberating
Beats of a dead
We used to spend hours
On the phone
And spend hours
Looking for a phone
When it wasn't available
We spend hours sitting back to back
Without uttering a single syllable
Isn't it ironic? Because I know
We both have alot to say
I'd give both arms and legs
Stand forever in the cold rain
With nothing but the skin on my bones
If it could bring me back to you
It has come to that
Spoken slowly by the exonerating
Distance that we've
We used to spend hours
Laying side by side
One under the other
Without a single word said
And yet in that silenc
My deep FeelingsWhy do I have these feelings?My deep Feelings7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm so confused inside...
I don't know how to act,
All these feelings that I can't hide...
When did you left me?
Why did you lie to me?
What have I done to you?
You were my everything, I always told the truth!
I told you everything,
Everything that I was,
Everything that I've become,
Our what I would be...
My soul is as breakable as glass...
It begins as a crack you just can't see...
Why did you did this to me?
Why did you make me so angry?
Why did you make me hate you so much!
What kind of person would do something like that?
Why can't you see the crack that is breaking me?!
I love you, want to hug you, keep you into my life,
But I also hate you, want to scream at you, kick you out of my life!
But I can't...
I can't tell you all these things,
You would never listen,
And if you do, you would still leave me....
Leave me all to myself,
My problems, my feelings, I will never be free...
I don't want this feeling anymore,
I just want to walk out that door,
Dwemeris, A Study (Elderscrolls Dwarvish)Hello, my fellow Elder Scrolls enthusiasts! For my next installment in language study series, I give you Dwemeris! The language of the reclusive, subterranean Dwemer!Dwemeris, A Study (Elderscrolls Dwarvish)6 months ago in Settings More Like This
The only usable source (only comprehensible source) of written text is the Calcelmo’s Stone in Markarth (Appears in Skyrim). The tablet is marvelous find! This is the tablet in English alphabets…
(If you are just here for the phrases I have made, scroll to the very bottom of the page)
ye sa sou meldi calne tarn va molagnensaliye trumbi nou bala
ilpen av sou meldi nagaiale as guntumnia spantelepelaelia arani morae
ye sou liebali racurane ye nu rautane sye ye nu hautalle nou buroi
gune sou gravuloi sa metane sye garlis frey as gondra doemera tarcel
lane sou agea silya nu hecta sou arcten rias nu nemalanta ge nu hecta sou epe
gandra rias ne nemelauta ge nu frey sepe sye arcta varlor denai
cullei noue sta
(Khan X Reader) Up!"No."(Khan X Reader) Up!7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You jumped up, eagerly running to the DVD player popping in the disc. "This is gonna be great! It's the sweetest/saddest movie ever, and you'll love-Well no you won't, but you're gonna watch it with me anyway." Grabbing the DVD remote you sprint back to the couch plopping down next to -the now brooding- Khan.
"This is absurd. Watching movies made for children. I am above-"
"Just shut up and spend some time with me, doofus." You huffed.
Kahn took a deep breath and closed his eyes, biting his tongue. Exhaling through his nose he gave in and leaned back on the couch, throwing his arm around your shoulder. "Alright. I'll watch with you."
"Thank you." You replied leaning into his side.
Just as Khan was getting comfortable, you jumped up unexpectedly. "Wait, we need popcorn!" You exclaimed, jogging into the kitchen just as the movie started, your bare feet making little stick
I'm More Than ThatI'm More Than That10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm sick of being judged because of my past,
I'm sick of feeling like an outcast.
I wish people could like me for what I've become,
Instead of judging me by what I've done.
I wish they could just see,
The on going pain inside of me.
They act like I'm nothing in their eyes,
I can see behind their selfish lies.
Why can't they give me their trust,
I'm about to just self combust.
They act like they've never dealt with this before,
I'm so upset, I just can't take it any more.
Why can't you like me for who I am,
Instead of who I used to be.
I don't think you'll ever know,
I just wish you could see.
Love is not a PrerequisiteLove you,Love is not a Prerequisite8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you said to my chest.
Oh, Baby!-(Husband!Sherlock X Wife!Prego!Reader)Oh, Baby!-(Husband!Sherlock X Wife!Prego!Reader)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
This is a sequel to my fan fiction, 'Sweet Dreams, Love-Husband!Sherlock X Wife!Reader'. Fell free to read it here- http://deethevulcantimelady.deviantart.com/art/Sweet-Dreams-Love-Husband-Sherlock-X-Wife-Reader-459661464
It's not like you avidly watched your weight, but you when you got up to get changed, it looked as if you had gained some. You laughed at yourself and went into the bathroom and took a pregnancy test... it read positive.
You didn't know how to tell him. I mean, could he already know? You paced around you and Sherlock's room, trying to find an answer. After some thinking, you deiced just to tell him, even though the chances of him already knowing. Today, was the day you and Sherlock always took off from work and cases unless it was of 'Nat
Just A Ghost- Sherlock X ReaderJust A Ghost- Sherlock X Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
There was Sherlock, standing on the roof of Saint Bart's, his black coat billowing out behind him in the wind like a cape. You gasped and cried out. He looked down at John and you, and jumped.
You jumped up in bed with a cry of fear, your cheeks stained with tears. You stood and walked up to the mirror in your room. You started crying hysterically,
"Why Sherlock, why? Did you not think that your actions would hurt someone? Like me? Or what about John and Mrs. Hudson? Did you not even think about us? You are just a heartless idiot and I hate you! We still need you Sherlock... I still need you."
You looked at yourself in the mirror, your hair was all messed up and your face was covered in tears. You fell to the ground and curled up in a ball in front of the mirror,
Little did you know that the
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
Broken - Sherlock x Reader (Chapter Six)The two of you lay in Sherlock’s bed staring at each other for what seemed like hours. Your hands found their way to his face, tracing the outlines of his features, while his arms were securely wrapped around your waist.Broken - Sherlock x Reader (Chapter Six)11 months ago in Drama More Like This
Eventually it was the sound of your phone that pulled the two of you out of the dreamlike state you were in.
You sighed before kissing him quickly and rolling out of bed, pulling on one of Sherlock’s shirts that he left lying around before running to your phone in the other room.
‘Calm down and tell me what’s wrong,’ you told your very distressed friend. Sherlock came into the living area and gave you a worried look.
‘It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ll be with you in twenty minutes max, okay?’
Sherlock watched you interact on the phone until you eventually ended it.
‘That was a friend of mine, she’s just found out that her boyfriend cheated on her,’ you explained. Sherlock raised
WYM - Theme SongSame ol' strokesWYM - Theme Song6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Nine to five
Tryin' to stay alive
Glancin' out the window
As the world passes by
Keepin' your soul in a box
Just to stop them asking "Why?"
It's been too long
Your smile is ancient history
Just what went wrong?
Your thoughts, perpetual mystery
You don't belong
In a world that scorns creativity
Break open those locks, and let them see
What's on your mind?
Give those dreams wings, let them take flight
What's on your mind?
Everything's gonna turn out alright
What's on your mind?
Don't let the light inside you fade
What's on your mind?
And grasp hold of the things you've made
11th X Reader Angst"It um, d-doesn't matter." You muttered, wiping an excess tear from your eyes.11th X Reader Angst9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Your feet were cut from the ceramic bouquet you had made him.
His hands seemed full.
Just now, a previous act was held, your boyfriend, the Doctor was kissing a woman with space hair.
Of course, you thought, of course he's found someone way better than me.
More sobs followed as you scurried outside, back home where he had left you.
Tears sodden and heart broken, you knew the time had come, he had replaced you and left you back home.
As footsteps came forward, a firm hand placed upon your shoulder.
"[Name]It's time fo-"
"For me to go back home to my dreary life with an abusive family while your adventuring with Mrs Space hair, don't worry about me though, but you better remember...I will never forgive you." You sobbed, wiping your eyes with your cardigan.
He just nodded, he went to hug you but you shoved him away and screamed.
"Don't you touch me, cheater, you liar, you promised!"You shouted, angst was the wo