Daisy's Mansions: Prologue, page one. Prologue, page oneDaisy's Mansions: Prologue, page one.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a beautiful day in Mushroom Kingdom. The sun was shining with not a cloud in the brilliantly blue sky to hide it. Princess Peach decided that it was the perfect day to host a small tea party. The princess had called all her friends: The Mario bros., Princess Rosalina, Princess Daisy, and others. Peach was greatly disappointed to hear Daisy would not be able to come, do to the Wario bros. running around, stealing things. Again.
Peach stood in the small clearing. The Toads were setting up the tables and chairs for her party. "Hey. Go inside and take a break, you're sweating up a storm. I'll finish," Peach told the Toads, taking a chair. The Toads thanked the princess and ran inside for shade. Peach continued to place the
Today and TomorrowAnd as for Today…Today and Tomorrow5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today they only took five tubes of blood
Five tubes of blood
Only five tubes of blood.
They weren’t quite sure that I would have enough
That I would have enough
But I did have enough
I didn’t run out
I didn’t run out
It all ran out
Without me running out.
Today they say that my numbers are lower
My numbers are lower and
It’s not good that they’re lower
They aren’t quite sure what it all means
That it means anything
Though it means everything
It means so much
It means so much
They hang their heads low
Since it’s meaning so much.
Today I had hope though I knew that was dumb
I knew that was dumb,
I KNEW that was dumb.
Today I had hope and now I have none
All gone, every one
Hope is gone, everyone
I had a shiny hope and now the glitter is gone.
Today I wondered how it would feel
How I would feel
How I will feel
They won’t tell me now because they’re afraid
Because they don’t know
and because they
Even the Strong Girl CrumblesI don't like being savedEven the Strong Girl Crumbles4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but at the same time I want it,
has been haunting my dreams of late,
I want someone to see my weak side
and accept it, as a part of me.
I want someone to willingly,
with every atom in their body,
wrap their arms around me
and encompass me in safety,
shelter, love and warmth.
I want to feel their heart beating
against my own.
Their life force and love
I want someone to love me,
not for petty reasons,
but because I need it.
(I'm falling apart)
I need you.
Three's a Crowd"I think you've had more than your fair share of wine, Tumnus," Lucy chuckled, after Tumnus had twirled her around in circles before bending her over backwards and kissing her soundly on the mouth. "Honestly, you're acting like a complete, lovestruck fool tonight!" Tumnus just laughed heartily, and she joined him, unable to help herself.Three's a Crowd5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was small wonder, really, that Tumnus was acting the way he was. He and Lucy were engaged to be married, and they only had one more day until the big day.
Everyone at the Cair had been working overtime. The cooks, in particular, had been slaving practically night and day in the kitchen for the last week; the smells that wafted out almost continuously were incredible. They'd had a wonderful dinner that evening, though it was not nearly as supreme as the wedding feast would be, for they would eat extravagantly.
Now, Tumnus was leading Lucy to her chambers for the night, and being playfully romantic about it.
Of course, Lucy didn't mind. She wished tom
Sweet DreamsSweet Dreams11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lay your head down on me,
Close your eyes so you can't see.
Rest your heart to revive,
Rest your soul to survive.
I'll hold you close to my heart,
As you dream, we'll never part.
I'll comfort you as you lie,
Hearts beat as one, you and I.
So sweet dreams, my loving dear,
And when you awake, I'll be here.
CN Adventures Collide-CH 4"What's so good about a couple of coins?" Finn asked. "Couple of Coins? These aren't just a 'couple of coins', these coins are nearly impossible to find!" Peppermint Larry informed the two, now holding on to coins tightly in his hand. "Wow, so there really that special!" Flapjack exclaimed, happy to have heard of these rare coins.CN Adventures Collide-CH 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm not lying about this at all; they're even said to hold special abilities but I don't believe in that superstition." Flapjack listened closely, wanting to hear everything about these coins. Finn on the other hand didn't seem very concerned about the info, actually he seemed kind of bored from the constant talking.
"If you had a couple more of these, you could buy yourself a lifetime of candy from here " Flapjack couldn't describe how joyous he felt at Larry's words. A lifetime of candy would be like pure bliss for him. No need to ever scrounge for candy anymore in dumpsters or beg from strangers. No need for fighting over the last piece of candy with
HP-Of JealousyIts Viktor Krum!HP-Of Jealousy7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Olivers head whipped around. What about Krum?
Hes here! Blimey, I had no idea he went to Durmstrang! Actually, I had no idea he was still in school at all
Ignoring his companion, Oliver searched the faces of the Slytherin table. He bypassed the black robes of the Hogwarts students, stopping at the young man sitting near the end of the table.
Merlins beard Oliver breathed in awe. He took several deep breaths, clamping down on the urge to vault himself over to the Slytherin table. His common sense said he would embarrass himself; his Quidditch captain senses that he should get Harry (as Gryffindors Seeker) to do it instead.
He was about to do so when he locked eyes with Marcus Flint from across the room. Flint smirked (gnarled, crooked teeth giving him a fiendish look), before turning to say something to no
Neville and Hannah- part twoOver the next few weeks Hannah seemed to see Neville everywhere, in herbology, squeezing past her to get into the great hall, even sitting by the lake when she looked out of her window the morning after the ball sharing his toast with the giant squid. She couldn't believe she had never before really noticed how much he was around he seemed to have always been hovering around the edges of her life, unnoticed until now.Neville and Hannah- part two4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The thing was that she didn't really know how to be around him any more part of her just wanted to ignore the time they'd spent together in the herbology garden but something had definitely passed between them now, they weren't exactly friends but there was definitely some kind of connection there that was hard to forget. Sometimes she woke up still with the feeling of his hand on hers.
For the most part though, she managed to dismiss whatever this new thing between them was and focus on her normal life. Ernie, thank goodness, seemed to have co
Courage : a Harry Potter poemThere once was a boy with a round chubby faceCourage : a Harry Potter poem4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And a toad with a love of escape
His family thought that he might be a Squib
And his boggart was Professor Snape
At Hogwarts he couldn't do anything right
He melted his cauldrons and spilled all his potions
You'd better watch out if you're with him in Charms
He'll take your eye out with his clumsy wand motions
He has a Remembrall which always glows scarlet
His Banishing charm knocked over Flitwick
He always forgets the common room password
And don't let him get near a broomstick!
What a loser, pathetic, a moron, a joke
Or is there more here than what meets the eye?
Friendship and courage and bravery
If he finds the confidence to try
He could have been marked with the lightning bolt scar
For a Seer did prophesize :
"Born to those who have thrice defied him
Born as the seventh month dies..."
But the Dark Lord chose the other child
And made the prophecy complete
Yet still the young man of our tale
Had a hand in the Dark Lord's defeat
Neville's PatronusOkay, thats all for today have a good holiday, everyone, Neville said, addressing the group in front of him. He had just finished teaching them a refined method of locking doors that would resisted being reopened by anothers magic.Neville's Patronus6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The DA were subdued as they all started saying goodbye to each other it was the last day before the Christmas holidays, and they knew full well that it was unlikely that the entire group would return. Neville watched as they hugged and clasped shoulders under the banners bearing the Ravenclaw eagle, the Hufflepuff badger and Gryffindor Lion.
The group was considerably smaller now, and far less exuberant without its original leaders. He, Ginny and Luna had re-started the group as it had become clear just how far the school had fallen.
He was a little surprised by how far his own skills had advanced born of reading late into the night out of his determination to fight in the war. He no longer had H
You're HauntingIYou're Haunting4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By the memory
To know that
Talk to you,
Reasons to Love Scabior1) He is a little hottie scene snatcher!Reasons to Love Scabior4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2)His looks alone are worth several reasons
3)See number 2!
4)And numbers 4-8 and #17!
9)Let's discuss his clothing...see number 19
10) The fact that the scene between Hermione and Scabior is without a doubt, too hot...she's an idiot if she doesn't want him!
11)That red streak in his hair..inspiring his fangirls to dye a streak of red in their hair!
12)Fanfics! Lots of them! *drools*
13)He has his own group here on deviantArt...and, Facebook!
14)Those videos on YouTube of Scabior...good gods, someone is trying to kill us!
15)He may have been a minor character in the book/movie, but he now has FANGIRLS!! (bet Nick Moran never saw that coming! Or those who cast him as Scabior! lol))
16)Inspires girls of all ages to scream "OMG!! SNATCH ME!!" (except Hermione...she has no taste.)
17)Scabior is undenibly hot, smexy and yumminess. His fangirls agree...Hermione is a DERP.
18)His voice...DROP DEAD SEXY...enou
What ifDear Diary,What if5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I can't sleep I have so much on my mind that I need to get out. What if in 1st year herbology, Peter Pettigrew was killed by the screams of an adult mandrake. That would explain why Neville was just knocked out in his first year. That would explain why they only used young ones then and it would also mean Peter didn't betray the Potter's because he was dead a decade prior. So as we later learned the alternative "Chosen One" was Neville. Harry wouldn't be an orphan and would never of been abused in any way. Though his parents would mostly likely been in the mental wing of the wizarding hospital, Sirius could raise him as they intended. Sirius having not gone after Peter would never of been falsely imprisoned and could raise Harry with love. Lupin could keep him from getting into too much trouble.
Neville would still be living with his grandmother but perhaps a stronger man for being the c
I'm Finetwo wordsI'm Fine6 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
and everyone is reassured
do they know
to do is
S C R E A M.
Want SCREAM. Listen... Not Im Fine.
Anger Problems (KFP Fanfiction)The bright sun baked over the playground as the children played and giggled. Children were being children, playing and laughing like other children, smiles all around from kid to kid. It seemed like the perfect recess, children were having fun and the sky was clear of any displeasure. Actually, one could say this was the perfect recess but there was one blemish ruining that. That child's name was Hundun.Anger Problems (KFP Fanfiction)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was no kid like Hundun. Unlike most kids who were naïve to the world and all around joyous, he was the absolute opposite. He was a mean spirited boy for unknown reasons. No one knew why he was that but children and even adults had their speculations. There were rare times Hundun was happy or evening smile but whenever he smiles, someone is usually in pain.
Every time there was recess, he would always sit alone on one of the benches. Any time someone came close he would catch that attitude of his and throw it right back at them and today was one of those days for Hundun
Just To Make You HappyWould it make you happy if I died?Just To Make You Happy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would it make you happy if I kissed the world goodbye?
You seem to hate my simple triumphs.
You scream to me about insignificant truths.
I can see I'm not good enough for you.
I can see you need more than me.
But I have to try.
Would you be happy if I died?
Would you be happy if I kissed the world goodbye?
Maybe I'm not worth life,
But when you make me feel like I deserve death
just to make you happy,
I half worry I will help you in that very way.
SoxMa Poison Chapter 19SoxMa Poison Chapter 194 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sky was dyed in the purples of twilight but for a few long clouds that burned orange with the last of the dying rays of day. The stars were beginning to dot the velvet sky and twinkled as they appeared one by one. The evening air was cool and flowed through the streets to mingle with the waves of heat the cobblestones had gathered in the day and now released back into the falling night. The lanterns of Death City glowed brighter as the stubborn embers in the sky began to dim. The city had come to life as the citizens left their homes to mingle and enjoy the cool evening.
Soul and Maka walked arm-in-arm through the suddenly bustling streets all but oblivious to the spectacular desert beauty or to the curious looks of passersby. They took their time winding through the streets and talking about everything and nothing at the same time. By the time they reached the restaurant, night had fallen completely.
The Italian restaurant was aglow with a warm and welcoming light tinged wit
The Kind of Father I was CH1The Kind of Father I was CH14 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Kind of Father I Was
Author's Note: Inspired after I wrote the fic To Raise a Star. It was a one shot and now I wish I had made it a drabble series but oh wells! There are hardly any past Black Star fics out there so here I go with a short series of young Black Star drabbles. Mild manga spoilers on Black Star's past.
It should be noted, if you didn't know, that Sid was the one who brought Black Star to Shibusen. Not only that, but he was around 11 or 12 years old (he mentions in one of the chapters that he's 25). Also, we see Sid in flashbacks as a mentor/father figure towards Black Star. So, here it comes- Parental!Sid, younger Black Star, and a splash of Sid/Nygus here and there. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or the characters.
Chapter 1: Black Star
It was a simple enough mission, so he couldn't understand why was he fighting back the shutter that went up his spine as he kicked through som
Question Everything.Question Everything.Question Everything.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you always wondered why people look up at the sky?
Pray to it, and do not wonder why?
Though they say he/she or it is everywhere...
Religion is filled with contradictions
A drug, an addiction.
Have you ever read the newspaper or magazine about fashion?
And come across a page called the horoscope section
And wondered why millions believe in this collection.
Superstition is an addiction
Full of nonsense, full of imagination
Following a holy book or a scripture
That seems to shape a picture...
Of the origins of the world and of your future...
Which might make you not treasure your own
Hatred and intolerance to others different
That questions the morality that is ancient
Caused the deaths of tens of thousands, more than the lunatics
did In scary, old politics.
By Brendon Tan Xing Ming or also known as the
March 6, 2011
Silhouettes.There's never beauty without feeling,Silhouettes.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's never emotion without pain,
there's never tears without motive.
There's never silence without noise,
or we'd be deaf to the world outside.
There's never hiding without fear,
or we'd be constantly in the dark.
There's never thirst without missing,
or we'd have drowned by now.
There's never inside a place with no windows,
only curtains that are too dirty.
There's never a door you cannot open,
only locks we've lost the key to.
There's never blood without a cut, a bruise,
there's never nothing without having had something.
There's never a message without a meaning,
there's never a word without writing.
Silences are thickened by fear.
More silences are born of pain.
More silences are brought by time.
I'd cut my arms if it'd show the words on my blood.
I'd cut my heart out if it'd show the truth in its movement.
I'd cut off my feet if it'd show my will to stand still.
This is a cold place, where teardrops freeze before hitting the glass table,
ShakeYour words shake me. Shake this whole room in fact and I feel the weight of sadness lift off me and I am courageous.Shake5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Do you not think I will jump in for you? Into that hellish pit and sacrifice everything to save you and your cynicisim.
Did you forget what caused this quake?
We will fall. Fall so hard and shatter into so many pieces.
We will be unhappy because this separation is the super glue we wish never existed.
listenif i don't make itlisten5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
to heaven, promise you will
visit me in hell
MarshmallowsSummers in Japan are always very hot. This summer wouldnt prove to be any different. There was that familiar shimmer in the air from the intensity of the heat, the kind that made you feel as if you could see the waves of unbearable warmth shivering in front of you. This heat was that kind of heat that cooked the earth like an oven, heating up the topmost layer of earth and foliage until you could clearly smell hot soil and plants in the air. Various bugs, in a frenzy, whizzed and buzzed, the noises seeming to go hand in hand with the yearly wave of hot summer. This was the environment they were playing in, the two ten year old boys who had nothing better to do than to subject themselves to the discomfort that the outdoors would bring on a day like this. Suzaku, his skin more adept at handling the harsh sunrays, had found a bush covered in deep purple flowers, and was busying himself in plucking the ones he liked most. There was already a bunch gathered tightly in the palm of hisMarshmallows8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This