Having kids takes time, SherlockYou're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!Having kids takes time, Sherlock3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You and the stranger both like johnlock.
You: Oh. my. god. Sherlock... You were so cute as a little kid -JW
Stranger: Oh good lord, what has Mycroft done? I can explain the hair. -SH
Stranger: I know it's gold, but it...grew in dark. -SH
You: Gold? I have seen the pirate picture... And the one with the dogs... But not one when you are blonde. -JW
Stranger: Am I wearing a cap in that one or something? Anyway, it doesn't matter. It's just hair. -SH
Stranger: I just look...strange with the gold red hair. Strange. So it's not. -SH
You: ((I actually have a piece that I am talking about - http://ile-o.deviantart.com/art/Pirates-309623080 ))
Stranger: ((Ah, sorry.))
You: Sherlock, I don't care about the hair... -JW
Stranger: Nor do I. -SH
You: You just sent me four messages freaking out about it. -JW
Stranger: ((Awh, that's sweet!))
Stranger: I'm not freaking out. -SH
Stranger: I wouldn't want you to...think about that. Forget about it. -SH
Gundam Savior Mission 1 The PreventersGundam Savior Mission 1 The Preventers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mobile Suit Gundam U.C.: Savior
Mission 01: The Preventers
Date: U.C. 0217
Egypt, once home to one the most ancient civilizations on Earth. Even in the Universal Century, its many ancient architectures still amaze and strike imagination to all those who gaze a pawn them. It's modern towns and cities house people from many parts of the Earth and from the space colonies known as Sides. Among this diversity of people is a group called E.N.O.Z, the Earth Nation of Zeon.
The citizens of the E.N.O.Z. are descendants of the Zeon Remnants that survived the Zeon conflicts in first century of the U.C. calendar, such as the One Year War and the Third Neo Zeon War formed this hidden nation. The Earth Nation of Zeon spans throughout the four corners of the Earth; hiding in plain sight by working for the Earth's two main governments.
The first government is known as The Union Foundation. This small, yet growing, faction holds up the ideals and standards of the Old Earth Federation. The Un
To Jump. Or To Not Jump.To Jump Or to not to jump.To Jump. Or To Not Jump.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
["Master What are you doing?"]
Silver sighed. The Redhead boy looked down at his Sneasel. "Stop calling me that."
["A-ah.. Sorry.. Ma "]
The redhead rolled his eyes and looked at the Lake of Rage. He was staring intensely at the lake below him, he saw his reflection waver slightly. His mind was thinking to many things at once, he really need to clean them and go onto one topic at a time.
This redhead in the reflection it wasn't him, he know this, this wasn't him, it was a reflection of what he had become. So many events had happened recently. He began to wondered if this was even a good idea.
"I don't know how to swim."
["We know that, in fact you get unnerved with the water."] The Kingdra had a highly concern look.
["Which is why I asked what are you doing "] Sneasel repeated himself. Silver sighed and ignored his pokemons.
"I can't swim ."
Because of the masked man, and his stupid torturing, I've come to get unnerved with
another zutara tale part 2Katara woke up the next morning or I guess later that day to the sounds of yelling in the room next door. She slowly crept closer the wall and pressed her ear up to it.another zutara tale part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"whatever Zuko! I'm so fucking out of here! You should never have brought me here in the first place! These are all your friends, just lowly commoners! WE'RE ROYALTY WE SHOULD BE HANGING OUT WITH FIRE NATION NOBLES NOT THE 13 YEAR OLD AVATAR AND HIS RAG-TAG GROUP OF FRIENDS!"
"you're right Mai I shouldn't have brought you here"
"because your to much of a spoiled selfish bitch to just shut the fuck up and stop complaining about everything and actually have a genuinely good time! And F.Y.I. I'm part of that little "rag-tag group of friends" so suck a dick!" Mai just went silent. Katara pressed herself closer to the thin wall to make sure she wasn't missing anything but everything was quiet and still. She waited a minuet ir two but still nothing. Questions raced through her mind but she just ignored them the be
Ludwig*Reader Lost then Found ch 13Your POV~~Ludwig*Reader Lost then Found ch 133 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked into the kitchen and saw Ludwig chopping potatoes on the counter.
“Watcha making?” You asked.
“Potato cheese soup.” Ludwig said and glanced up at you. He shoved the cut potatoes to one side and looked at you for a minute with a strange look on his face.
“What?” You asked, curious. He shook his head but he was still looking at you. You crossed your arms and stuck your tongue out at him. Ludwig smiled slightly.
“What?” You asked again.
“Es ist nichts.” Ludwig walked around the counter. His eyes sparkled slightly but from what, you weren't quite sure.
“Ludwig...”. Ludwig moved towards you slightly and you backed away.
“Ludwig,” you complained. “What are you doing?” He moved quickly and slung you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Ludwig!!” You shrieked but half laughing now.
“Your my prisoner now.” Ludwig carr
CrossoverCrossoverCrossover3 years ago in Settings More Like This
(A/N: This is a Makorra!FMA crossover)
"Brother," said Bolin, his voice hollow because of the suit.
"Yeah Bo?" asked Mako, he rolled his right shoulder and heard the creaking of metal parts.
"When do you think we'll get our normal bodies back?"
Mako looked out of the window for a second. It had been a few months since...the incident, and both of them were already uncomfortable in their bodies. The older brother blamed himself for what happened to the younger. If Mako had listened to Bo, hadn't ignored the laws of equivalent exchange and the laws of alchemy, maybe things would be different. Bo wouldn't be trapped ina bulky suit of armor, and Mako would have all of his limbs.
He didn't regret giving up his right arm. He would kill himself if that meant Bo would get his body back. But killing himself would ignore the laws of equivalent exchange. A whole body, for a whole body. Mako almost wanted to cry because he couldn't even give Bolin a whole body, just a torso and two limbs.
You'll be AlrightAnother shot at life,You'll be Alright3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another way to restart.
One more thing,
For my bleeding heart.
Need to act fast,
Before my thoughts depart.
Wondering how it finished,
And why start again?
Not much to do,
But make our hearts mend.
To hold you close,
And hold you tight,
Before the morning,
You'll be alright.
Fore here's our chance,
One with no end.
This time I hope,
To be more the friends.
Enjoy being together.
Fore now is our turn,
To breathe again.
The SniperThe Sniper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Sniper is a lonely person.
In silence and in darkness
is where he'll roam.
Even on brightest days
he will be cloaked with shadows.
The Sniper is the conductor
to the symphony of war.
His shot is the count off
for the orchestra.
It is the signal to begin the operation
His silent shot echoes ever so slightly
but not a single soul is distressed.
As all the others run forward to fight,
the Sniper stays still, staying out of sight.
As he is the conductor, he sees it all,
with Death looming over his very shoulder.
And even after the fight is over,
The Sniper is a lonely person.
In silence and in darkness
is where he'll roam.
Ember and Cynder Spanking Part 1Cynder and Ember Spanking Part 1Ember and Cynder Spanking Part 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
Cynder and Ember were never the closest friends. In fact, they weren't friends. They were arch enemies because of one reason.
Before Spyro ever met Cynder, he so happened to ... bumped into Ember in Avalar. Love at first sight for Ember, she just absolutely adored Spyro for his looks as well as his bravery for saving the world from Malefor. Until Spyro went on a trip to destroy Malefor, did he met Cynder.
Yes, Cynder was Malefor's dark servant, but as soon as Malefor was defeated and Spyro told her how much he cared for her, she pretty much knocked out her dark self and joined
Spyro to save the world.
Spyro and Cynder were like the perfect couple, they liked each other, helped each other in combat and comforted each other. It was like... a dream come true for them.
However, when Spyro brought back Cynder to Avalar, Ember, who was bounding forward to meet him, stopped in her tracks as she saw Cynder. At that very moment, Cynder and Ember hated eac
Self LoathingI'm sorrySelf Loathing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That little girl
That I used to be
She's no more
She's been replaced
With a monster
Destructive little beast
I'll never live up to your expectations
I'll never be pretty
I'll never be loved
I'll never be cared about
I'll forever be alone
And my little razorblade that is
The blade that made me this beast
That I couldn't be
A better daughter
That all I've ever be
Is a waste of space
A waste of air
A waste of body
I won't be for much longer
They Tell MeIt's your lossThey Tell Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They tell me
You would have
With a smile
They tell me
Just one more
Reason to flee
But it's a gain
I tell them
Better to live
Than to pretend
And live in
A false world
They tell me
Over and over
They tell me
To settle facades
Of multiple variety
For my reasons
I tell them
Are of a fool's
But I still
What destiny holds
HeroeSola soy como un superhéroe... Todo lo puedo, todo lo hago. Creo mi propio mundo donde soy la heroína, salvo a todos los ciudadanos de mi pequeña fantasía. Todos me quieren, todos me alaban ¡Dichoso sea este momento y que nunca acabe! Aclaman mi nombre en alto, con sus sonrisas, a veces babeantes.Heroe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
El cielo es púrpura, como las marcas en mi piel y su sol rojo como lo que sale de ella.
Siempre admiro los pájaros volando, casi rozando sus sueños y su libertad, ¡Ah, que envidia! esas nubes son vendas rosas con manchas irregulares, que raras y que vivas ¡Quiero tocarlas y olerlas!
Sigo aún, en la cima del edificio más alto. Tiras de carne una encima de otra, con pequeñas ventanillas. Que lindo sus bordes filosos.
Cuando estoy acompañada, estoy sola. Regreso a mi mundo, un mundo donde soy un superheróe. Una heroína...
Por fuera solo soy una loca con sus brazos vendados, llenos de manchas irregulares y rosas.
Wishfulshipping: FormalAlright, Day 7! It's Fluff Time!Wishfulshipping: Formal3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Cilan tugged at the sleeves of his formal attire making sure everything was in place. He, his brothers and Iris were currently at a party the Pokemon Connoisseur Confederation held every year. Ash had gotten a visitor in the form of an old friend, the Cerulean Gym Leader, and they had opted to stay at the Pokemon Center and catch up. Adjusting the collar of his pale green dress shirt and his dark green bow tie, he turned upon hearing someone clearing their throat.
Green eyes widen as he took in the site before him. Iris was standing with her hands behind h
Completely.I am darkness personified.Completely.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An abyss so drenched in black
That it leaves me
My heart is a facade
It’s a useless beating lie
Because I've never felt a thing
Except for dead inside.
It’s a war I wage
Inside of my ribcage
That kills me a little more
I like to pretend too
That somewhere beneath the pain
There’s a way I can break through
But I already know…
Things will never be the same.
I lost absolutely everything
I can’t apologize enough
That I didn’t know who to be
When you said that you needed me
My scars are like chains
That keep me from falling apart
Absence is a kinder pain than loathingbeautiful bittersweet melancholyAbsence is a kinder pain than loathing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sighing between my tendons, whistling through my marrow
the absences of soft breaths on my cheek, or smiles packaged
in the dawn's rosy light seeping though the windows
the lace and taffeta I wish I shared through verses
written slowly on forearms lying limp.
I am tired of ups and downs, of knowing
or worrying they will come again
in a haze of clarity stripped away
to reveal the thumbprints on my ribcage,
the distrust between my thighs
and the ceaseless shuddering within my skull.
some days are not meant to be understood
mysteries I hope are breath-taking in celestial doubt
perhaps they will be but sand in my shoes, the clouds on the wind
for the moment I am made of midnight abandonment
laughter caught in my teeth, silently praying for a day
I will not fear the heat or dread the sun's rise.
Autumn was my memory, my monologue
of drizzle down pale cheeks that puff
out the steam from hollow lungs; they seize the day
only in theories I hope to mo
Loud SilenceMy tongue cannot convey as much emotion as my hands can.Loud Silence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My hands can dance a dance of love & ecstasy, as I caress your beautiful skin.
My hands, they can express how much you mean to me with a gentle stroke of my thumb over your knuckle.
They can scream in anguish and displeasure as I pull my hand from yours, my futile attempt to
shield our awkward affection for one another from your eccentric, pushy family.
They can experience a euphoric sensation as they, ever so slowly, part your silky hair, silent pleasure emanating from my fingertips.
And they can aid in my eternal struggle, -to express my love for you and all you stand for, with a simple squeeze of your smaller hand.
Coming BackYou're destined to come back,Coming Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in one of those rainy nights
when the bells ring,
and people rejoice
you'll be there
and cry your pain over my soul.
You seek a lap to hide
from the truth in everybody's eyes
and warm up in my embrace
but my heart is colder than snow
and I poured poison in your glass
My heart promised me,
you'll come back
and sing our song,
call me love, and
promise yourself to me.
Repeat your words of longing
for my laughter, my smile
and I only fear my soul will give
before your lullaby.
I'm still waiting, you know,
for that rainy night when
you knock on my door,
and i will ask you
why you ran away?
who you left me for?
Go back, follow your greed
to your toys of diamond and gold.
This heart is long gone,
along with its shattered soul,
but be careful don't drink that wine
I still poured poison in your glass.
Crystallized SymphonyA snowstorm blows from the mountain-sideCrystallized Symphony2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But the freezing ocean is melting in the heart
Even with ocean pride, I cannot hide
In the tide that'd never made me come apart
Sometimes the heart only beats in a frown
For the sake of wanting to be loved
You can wear a mask or paint your face
But in the end, things will thin
And you'll drown
One Winter's night, I saw a crystal rose and within
A newborn child frozen, drowning in ice
I'd give my life just to chase the sea
Because your voice just couldn't chase away
The insanity in me
I just couldn't move on
They all just couldn't see
That even the purest of snow couldn't create
A good girl they wanted me to be
Feast on the starlights
Just taste your dreams
From the sea's haunting beams
That glow hope during the nights
Even with your meadow of sinful fantasies
Everyone arises from their deep freeze
Born to be a child, meant to be wild
I just wish I could go back to stay
The cold never bothered me anyway
Do you remember the time when
You made me b
Stay tonightDon't leave meStay tonight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't leave me here tonight
Alone with my treacherous mind
This room of mirrors
I can see me
I can see all of me
But I can't see who's my enemy
I need you tonight
I need you here with me
Someone real, I can see and hold
Someone to bring me back
Someone to remind me of what I have
So will you stay tonight,
And help me through this darkness?
Last night,I had another dreamLast night,4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
about golden eyes
and auburn hair.
Hands that grasped
my damp [ inferior ]
interlocking fingers --
A smirk too curved
for the average smile
and rose thorn lips that
pressed flame kisses
along my curves.
[ fading whispers that
dared me to dream. ]
N o v ai.N o v a3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This distance between us
is devouring my lungs.
I'm left here gasping,
trying to suture back together
all the broken nights-
the cigarette burns in my bedsheets.
I'm tracing maps on my limbs,
and I'm painting black holes on my palms,
pressing them into letters
left on my nightstand
untouched and unread.
I keep telling myself
none of this is about you.
But I'm reaching for empty galaxies
as I try to remember what it felt like
to be one of a binary star.
Light-years away, and I'm here-
just another nova on your ceiling,
searching this vast universe for you.
Edd, Interrupted Part 13Title: Edd, InterruptedEdd, Interrupted Part 133 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rating: T for minor Teen Concepts (mild language, etc.)
Character(s): Edd ''Double D'', Ed, Eddy (mentioned), Rolf (mentioned), Sarah
Summary: A glimpse inside Double D's collective memoir as he reminisces into the childhood of that ''Eternal Summer'' of the Peach Creek Cul-de-sac.
Warnings: (See Rating)
Word count: 3,349
24. Can We Start Again?
I ran straight from Rolf's house to Ed's. When Sarah answered the door, I ran straight past her, ignoring her confused stare. I didn't hesitate to bolt down the flight of steps to the basement and instead of knocking on Ed's door as I normally did I just barged in. Thankfully it wasn't locked. I stood in the front of Ed's room, panting for breath. Ed was drawing at his desk beside the bed, and when he turned to look at me, his face showed no sign that he recognized who I was.
''Ed...'' I said between laboured breaths.
He raised his single e
Why I Stopped WritingHere's a little story about me,Why I Stopped Writing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
about my skill to paint a grim little scene,
to make the mind creak,
to talk of those things which we don't like to speak.
I was a girl of sixteen and I had a dream,
to exist so broken hearted that I would know,
know to the core,
that love was as real as I thought it should have been.
I was dramatic to say the least and wrote poems spanning ages,
wrote of crashed cars and seeing those eyes again later,
FEELING that stare,
knowing that though time had passed,
he'd not actually gone anywhere.
English class came,
seemed so lame,
most days in the back with the boys,
getting out of work with the most clever ploys.
Then one day the teacher said,
we could share our writing,
with all the others,
to my in
Smoczy Jezdzcy cz.2Rozdział llSmoczy Jezdzcy cz.23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
- Gdzie my w końcu idziemy? zapytał Jake, gdy razem z porywaczem Alexem, wysokim Jamie'im, długowłosą Charlie oraz blondynką Lindsey szli długim korytarzem w jaskini.
- Do głównej sali. Będziemy mogli tam spokojnie porozmawiać odezwała się wreszcie Charlie.
- Spotkamy tam się też z Will'em dopowiedział Jamie Nie mógł nas zaszczycić na początku.
W końcu cała piątka dotarła do wielkich, kamiennych drzwi. Alex pchnął je, po czym otworzyły się z hukiem.
- Silny jesteś powiedział całkiem zdezorientowany Jake. Wszyscy weszli do środka i usiedli przy wielkim stole. Siedział tam jeszcze jeden chłopak, oparty łokciem o stół.
Miał długie, czarne włosy i grzywkę zaczesaną na prawo. Był dość niski, nawet troc