~Full Moon~Glistening specks of white floated against the darkness that blanketed the world above. A large, bright ball hid behind the silent gray whisps calmly passing by through the night. An array of inverted sunlight streamed through the flying pedestrians and spied brilliantly onto the land below. Threads of green sprouted up from the soil of which they were born on, and a crystal mirror reflected the looming scene above on it's icy surface as it gushed foward in a maze of movement. Tall, thick buildings of nature climbed their way up into the sky and presented flocks of warm colors upward one last time. But their fire did nothing to heat the icy atmosphere of Autumn. Instead, vibrant colors drifted in the air, waiting until a gentle arm swooped them off and carried them to an unknown destination. To one it seemed as though the enviroment was motionless, monotonous, and dead, but life gleamed with every step if the way as it had always been. Mortals could not see, hear, or feel them, but the~Full Moon~3 years ago in Settings More Like This
IV.Like a window.IV.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can see you.
I can speak to you.
All of you.
That's all I can do.
I can't be there.
I can't hear you either, sometimes.
I'll always have you in my pocket, although I can't touch you.
Always updating, always new versions of you at any moments notice.
But then the day I look for you, and you're gone.
It strikes me at first, and then the bigger picture sets in.
You'll never change again.
You'll never speak again.
Everyone talks to you, but you never answer.
I've said my piece, knowing I would never get an answer.
Hoping you were watching.
Weeks go by, and you're still not talking, although everyone speaks to you.
And that moment hits me again.
You'll never see us grow again.
You'll never breathe again.
I put you back into my pocket.
I know I'll come back.
I know nothing will change.
When I come home, I'll see you.
But everything will be the same.
I can see you.
I can speak to you.
But you'll never change again.
And you'll never speak again.
I paused just now, just for you
FarewellWhen you'll go away,Farewell4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears will fill my life night and day,
When you'll be gone,
All I would do is mourn,
When you'll be there,
I'll be standing with regrets here,
As you can see,
You are very dear to me,
So please don't go anywhere,
Beacause if you did I will not care ,
And to myself dare,
To commit sucide since everything in love and war is fair....................
ReliefWith life down rated,Relief4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so fustrated,
I just want to slip into the world of dreams,
Which is equal to strawberries and cream,
Out of this dimension,
Into a soft cloudy place I would gladly mention,
In the world of sleep,
I will creep......................
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.2 A RussiaxNyoChina FanficI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.2 A RussiaxNyoChina Fanfic2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A few weeks has passed since the couple had that steamy night. Right now it's early in the morning and China is just getting up she is wearing a red and pink chinese-style pajamas. She looks to her side to see that her husband Russia is already up and about because he's not in bed. She feels a little queasy when she first gets up from bed but it subsided moments later. She sees her stuffed panda that Russia bought her when they started dating on the nightstand and grabs a hold of it.
"Hmmm it all started with this cute little thing aru" smiles China as she then holds the panda near her chest. She then walks into the Living room where she smells food being cooked as she walks to the kitchen she sees her husband Russia who is wearing a white tank top along with his older sister's scarf around his neck and gray sweatpants.
"Zǎoshang hǎo, qīn'ài de ā lǔ" smiles China as she kisses Russia
"Dobroye utro tebe slishkom<
Total Drama Island: The Hangover Ch.1Total Drama Island: The Hangover Ch.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I open my eyes to find myself in a room. I sit up still drowsy from waking up I wipe my eyes to clear my blurry vision. My head is also hurting like it got hit with a baseball bat. Eventually my head stopped hurting but then i see that I'm naked and the only thing covering me is the blanket from the bed. I see my clothes scattered on the floor along with female clothing. I start to move out the bed when all of a sudden I hear a noise that sounds like it would come from a woman. When I look over to my right I see that I'm not alone in this bed. Still sleeping the female was covered in the blanket. Due to my curiosity I had to go ahead and see who they were. When I uncovered the blanket from the mysterious sleeping woman I find out to my horror that it's Heather the queen bee and she was sleeping peacefully like a newborn baby completely naked as well. I then immediately say to myself "what the hell happened last night". I try to retrace my memories from last night but all I can remember
soul eater medusa the new kishinSOUL EATER RETURN IF MEDUSAsoul eater medusa the new kishin1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
CHAPTER TWO MEDUSA PLAN FOR A NEW KISHIN
dr stein.: " lord death don't you think that some thing going on we had 4 people close to becoming kishins and all after year if the defeat if the fist kishin
Lord death.: " I think I know where your getting at stein side just informed that some one some woman leaving with lift over pieces form the lift 4 guys
stein.: " yes and that true and there only one woman who fit the bill and that medusa
lord death.: " yes but don't you say maka killed medusa and form what I was told it was woman that wood
mean she find way to come back form dead again
spirit.: " medusa is noting my maka can't handle she beat her once and she do it again
stien.: " your missing the point spirit medusa is up to some thing she may be trying to make anther kishin but this time we no idea where her place is she not so dumb hat she use the some place
medusa.: " yes the tests some to be working
OF : Angels Fell First : Covenant (Prologue)OF : Angels Fell First : Covenant (Prologue)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She ran, her heart pumping and the crying babe in her arms growing heavier. The pain in her lower abdomen was like hot fire escaping all over her body. Her legs fought her desire to keep moving and she hugged her son tighter. She couldn’t stop now, not now. Gritting her teeth, she broke into a sprint. Limbs tore at her face and arms, their wicked thorns biting into her skin. Above her, the red moon shone brightly in the night, lighting the path ahead.
“Only a little farther, my son.” She panted into his silver hair.
He clung to her, his tiny fingers curling into the folds of her dress. His cry hurt her ears, but the pain was a pleasant reminder that he was still alive.
They’d meant to kill him, this alien child that had grown in her belly—her child. Regardless of his blood, she loved him. He was hers, her son. Instinctively, she adjusted her arms, wrapping them tighter around him, and kissed his forehead.
Abruptly, the path dipped low into a ravine. Swamp
No, Mommy Does Not Love You.No, of course I don’t love you.No, Mommy Does Not Love You.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Here is the reason why.
You’re like a stomach flu.
But you’ll never die.
You were born of men.
Who violated me as they do.
If only I had stopped them.
If I could have just flew,
And got away from those,
That only seek to destroy.
I was inside their throws.
They had ignored my ploy.
I had to carry you around.
For a very long time, boy.
I felt like that I would drown.
Just so that you would enjoy.
Feasting upon my own food.
Stealing from my own diet.
To be one of my own brood.
And you’d never be quiet.
After you had been born.
During, as I should say.
My body had been torn.
On that very same day.
All you would do is cry.
And shower the room with ilk.
No matter what I would try.
You stole my precious milk.
For years you pestered me.
And took what was mine.
But now I shall be free.
And don’t you ever whine.
Now I shall do as I can.
To so proudly proclaim.
That because you are a man.
You’ll only be the same.
Alliance a Total Drama Island Duncney Fanfic Ch.1Alliance a Total Drama Island Duncney Fanfic Ch.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Wassup everyone I felt like doing a Duncey fanfic since I do like their pairing. I don't like that potential scott/Courtney pairing though. But since it looks like its possible of happening I just thought of making a way for Duncney to still happen even if Scott and Courtney did get together. NOTE: This is my first Duncney fanfic so they could be OOC a bit. Anways on with the fanfic.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! WELL EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT THOUGH.
Duncan and Courtney has swapped teams 3 weeks ago and the heroic hamster won the last challenge. Corutney was close to being eliminated and right now she can't go to sleep. It's now 2 o'clock in the morning and Courtney is at the beach sitting on the sand and reflecting.
"Man why did Chris Mclame have to switch me onto the villains team?" questions Courtney "I really don't feel like being with those ruffians especially Gwen! Hmmm well all of them- "
never enough room between dawn and duski.never enough room between dawn and dusk1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
we were told never to fall for poets
we were told never to make homes out
of human beings, but neither of us
have ever dealt in absolutes,
so here we are
i've always been an atheist
you make me believe in an afterlife
you tell me that God is the
first and the last great artist
you're always running away
but i bring you back, time
and time again ( like the
hour and the minute hand,
we're always dancing )
we're writing each other into
our own stories, each the protagonist;
each the saviour, each the star-
crossed-companion and i have
never been more in love
how can two people be so close
and yet so far apart? more than
miles chasm the space between us( we're using "i love you"
to fill the silence )
i want to glance back at you
as i take the final steps away( the television is still turned on -
filling the frigid sculpted air
with static and radio heartwaves,
that familiarly too-cold comfort )i
soul eater medusa retuens part 1SOUL EATER RETUEN IF MEDUSAsoul eater medusa retuens part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
CHAPTR ONE MEDUSA NOT DEAD?
Medusa.: " dam it to think it Ben year scene make beat the kishin she ruined everything she ruined my planes but if she thinks she killed me she get anther thing coming it
take about year for me to return but thank to
have one if my sankes was hidden I was able to live now it time for revenge I will make anther
kshin then that same kishin will kill maka and her friends and my child trader crona soon they will all be dead this time
my plans wont be stopped
lord death.: " maka I called you other in day there 4 people who close to being a kishin
they need to before it happen the last thing we need is a 2nd kishin to come no iv all ready sent kid to take
One if them and I like you soul long with black star and tsubaki and corna to head out stop them however I want you to be on ground as pumpkin head may be stronger they look
maka.: "we be on ground we will put stop them OK cr
wingsto the bird-girl; i thought by now you'd know,wings1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
your wings are nothing but decorative.
you can hover, love, but never soar and you'll
never clasp the sunshine in your fingertips,
never touch the moon in the instant before the rain.
i thought by now you'd have found them;
they ( fiercely clawed and bright of eye )
who tore you from the nest, all alone -
and yet all you do is flutter by me,
you delicate butterfly; help yourself.
you're lonely and everyone sees it; you're longing
for a world of your own, you're a dreamer,
it's blindingly clear to us all, darling, run away -
flee the chaos you were born into,
pluck those feathers and run to ground
with the lizards and creatures of the night
( forget the sunlight, love, forget what it
feels like to drift upon airwaves. forget. )
dear bird-girl; you are so adored,
but you cannot remain here forever.
symphony stellataone of my earliest memories -symphony stellata1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my mother, steadfast mentality
slowly driving her forward, repeating
repeating re-pea-ting bar by bar
nocturne number eight in d flat major;
never anything less than perfection,
even when fingertips wear thin,
when patience wears thinner,
and chopin fades into dusti am a child born of icy constellations,
cigarette smoke, and canorous chords,
composers whispering at the edge of my sensesblack-garbed, it's grandmother's funeral -
my violin cries massenet's méditation.
my thirteen year-old heart has never
felt so incapable of expression,
so goddamn inadequate, and d major
has never sounded so heartbroken.
we return to a phone call from father,
his composure cracking as he tells us
we'll be doing this all over again;
96 hours, two grandmothers gone,
now all i have is massenet and
it isn't fairwe'd never know it by looking at the sky,
but countless stars waxed requiem to
create us; cenotaphs in the empyrean blacksixteen years old and i can breathe -
.: Cat!Reader x Owner!Karkat: AT NIGHT :."Meow!".: Cat!Reader x Owner!Karkat: AT NIGHT :.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stupid meowbeast- Shut up already! Uh...Dad needs his sleep!"
"No ___. No coldcuts."
"fuCKING- FINE YOU CAN HAVE SOME DAMNED COLDCUTS."
Some turkey hit the floor in front of you and you smiled, purring loudly and swaying your tail.
Your name is ___ ___, and you are a cat.
Well, for the time being at least.
Your owner, Karkat Vantas, sighed softly as your muzzle was digging a pit into the turkey, smacking the food loudly.
When he left the kitchen, you lifted your head and padded over to a counter, leaping atop of it to look at the clock on a microwave.
Ah yes, 9:59 PM.
As soon as you read the clock, you lept back off and sat neatly on the tiled floor, closing your feline eyes.
The awkward sensation you always felt at ten PM flowed over you, and there you were.
Five-hundred percent neko.
You flickered your black ears and smiled, standing up with a stretch and 'nyaaawn~', walking carefully though
This Is Not A PrayerGodThis Is Not A Prayer1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I write this to you,
This is not a prayer
Not such an inconsequential waste of air,
I can hardly breathe
From on all the prayers
Wasted on your ears,
From how long I've knelt at your feet.
This is a letter
Sent from a grieving sinner
Whilst still clutching the hand
You stole from him
Two hands ,in fact,
One so small
I hardly noticed
When it ceased clutching me.
I write this to ask
Not to pray
As prayers seem to have no worth to you
Surely not mine at least.
I ask only
That you return them to me.
Let me clutch these hands
Till they might return my grasp.
Because as I am right now
I doubt, I could ever let them go.
I write this
Not to pray but to beg
Give them back to me.
Give them back.
I can't let them go.
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.1 RussiaxNyoChina FanficI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.1 RussiaxNyoChina Fanfic2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Hey Hetalia and Rochu fans I hope you guys like my first Hetalia and Rochu fanfic!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
The Newlyweds China and her husband Russia are now in bed and have been resting from having sex non-stop for about 5 hours. And China is in a lot of pain
*Damn I can't feel my legs anymore! aru* thinks a exhausted China rubbing her legs while being being embraced by Russia *We just had 7 rounds of sex and I'm surprised my body isnt all the way torn aru"
"Hey honey" says Russia who brings China closer into his embrace and snuggles her as he whispers into her ear "Are you ready?"
With a face a terror she thought to herself *Again aru?! I don't think my body will be able to take it aru. But its too late I'm already caught aru*
[1 hour later]
"Hey China are you ok?" asks a concerned Russia who is cuddled up with China
"No my whole entire body is aching aru!" whines China who tries to punch Russia bt is too tired to do
FF : She'd Been a GoddessFF : She'd Been a Goddess2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She was a dance of winter blue,
A determined flame of cold white dawn.
Her eyes, once a child’s, now deepened to an ocean,
A timeline of loneliness and suppression.
She’d become an adult.
All child-like desires restrained—
Seeing her this way makes my heart ache.
In her youth, she’d been a goddess,
An ethereal howl of biting winter wind.
Never holding back.
Now she stands,
A mere whisper choking the storm inside.
I want her to scream,
To let go of this tranquil heresy
And call forth all the corners of her wild heart.
I want her to be free.
I've No Talent For HappinessI've no talent for happinessI've No Talent For Happiness2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My smiles are frail at best
And though I try to remember
A time when I felt truly blessed
And no matter how I try
There are always times
When I can't help but cry,
Though even as they fall
I try to cradle the tears
To see if I can find
Happiness beneath the fears
In these delicate crystals
Of hopeless memories...
But I've no talent for happiness
My heart never wholly mends
And though I dove so far
Dove until I reached the end
Of that vat of tears and miseries
I found only
More tears left to cry...
I've no talent for happiness
My soul cries endless seas
In which I try to drown
Myself and my memories,
But I think I once had it
The bliss you call happiness
And every now and then
I feel it
Rise to greet you
And attempt to shine
From beneath my tears
So that you may know the truth
Of how you make me feel.
So I've no talent for happiness
My memories sometimes choke me
My hearts never wholly mends
Eridan x Reader: Sand CastlesA/N: Not knowing who exactly would read this made me think about nearing the ending for a while, so you'll have to deal with you being a prince if you're female, you're still one, Nepeta just likes the look of a Prince crown on your head. Enjoy this late Valentine's gift, guys!Eridan x Reader: Sand Castles3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You, Nepeta, and Eridan were at the beach for a Valentines party. Eridan had invited everyone he knew, but most declined his offer, leaving you and Nepeta. Eridan was fiddling around with some shells Nepeta showed him as you gazed at the sky. The beach was oddly warm in February, despite the twenty degree weather a mere half hour away.
"Nepeta, whatcha up to?" You asked her as she popped a pail of sand into a formation.
"You'll see!" She purred, typing on a phone. "Pawlux is coming." She mewed to Eridan.
"Nep, Sol is the one person I didn't invite on purpose." Eridan let out a collective groan and he resorted back to organizing the s
Reader x Dave: What The Heck's A Smuppet?-- turntechGodhead [ tG ] began pestering -_ [ -_ ] at 10 : 44 A.M --Reader x Dave: What The Heck's A Smuppet?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-_: Dave, hiya! You've...never pestered me before! What's up with that?
tG: is that a problem
-_: No, I just never pestered you before either, so...
tG: and why the fuck havent you
-_: ...No reason! Haha, no reason at all!
tG: damn ___ youre weird
-_: No I'm not
tG: dont fucking argue with me ok
tG: you are weird
tG: anyways uh how do i put this
-_: Put what?
tG: okay bros a dick and shit and he wants me to see you
tG: yeah ok when can you come over
-_: Er, noon?
tG: great ok ill be waiting for you dont fucking disappoint bro or me ok
-- turntechGodhead [ tG ] ceased pestering -_ [ -_ ] at 10 : 57 A.M --
So, it finally happened.
Dave, the cool kid, Strider, the boy you've only seen once and happened to exchange pesterlogs with, just pestered you. You had always been so freaking nervous to do so, so you never