HaruXReader I'm in love with a mermaid 2"Oh this is not good. Not good at all."HaruXReader I'm in love with a mermaid 28 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I put my hands on my face and looked at the boy. He wasn't moving at all. "Dang it!" I ran over to him my blood rushing through my veins as fast as yellow finned tuna. God I hope I didn't kill him. I put my ear on his bare chest and listened for a heart beat.
Ba bum. Ba bum. Ba bum.
I sighed relief on hearing the familiar sound. So I didn't kill him. Good. I inspected his body for any injuries. He had a few scratches and bruises but other than that he was fine. At least on the outside. On the inside I had no idea but I wasn't going to take any chances. I ran to my chest and pulled out a small blue bottle. I ran back to the strange boy and kneeled beside him. I took his face in my hands and laid his head in my lap. I lightly shook him trying to wake him up. "Hey, um....person. I need you to wake up and drink this okay? Wake up. Wake up!" The boy's hand twitched and his eyes slowly opened revealing a pair of gorgeous blue ey
IfIf you had loved me,If3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you wouldn't be with her.
She was one of my friends.
this is the second time.
that I've been told the same lie.
So now I'm done with you.
But worry not,
It won't be hard to find someone
To fix my twice broken heart.
.can you hear.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
my mouth -
Catch Me -A FFVII Fic-Vincent Valentine was never known to miss his target; not even when he had Blind afflicted upon him, he could still hit his target fatally with such deadly accuracy it had originally staggered everyone in the group except for one--a feat that, to this day, still saved them time and again.Catch Me -A FFVII Fic-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Vincent himself was confidant in his shots, yet he was never one to brag or boast about his accomplishments. A certain blond haired hero had watched from the side once, his glowing eyes entranced by the fluidity and ease the gunman made it seem.
Once, Yuffie had dared to challenge Vincent's claim in an accuracy contest. There was never any need, for the blond knew without a doubt who would win, yet conceeded anyway for he never passed an opportunity to watch the ex-Turk. He could remember the tests he'd had been through in Shinra, the standard ones, then the second and third tier ones that trained in marksmanship. Zack had encouraged him to try for the fourth before that fateful day had arrived...
HaruXReader I'm in love with a mermaid 1The island was absolutely breathtaking. Flowers of all colors littered the island giving it a large assortment of beautiful vibrant colors. The clear blue water glistened in the sunlight making it look like a sea of jewels. Haru could see the harbor was only a few yards away. He could swim that far. Haru started taking off his clothes. Mako who was conversing with Rin and Nagisa saw out the corner of his eyes Haru stripping. "Haru! What are you doing?!" He asked. Mako's outburst caught the attention of the others and now everyone was watching Haru strip to his swimsuit. "Oh his triceps are perfect!" Gou yelled out dreamingly. "Eh Haru can you at wait till we get to the Island?" Rin said taking his ponytail down and putting it back up. Haru now free of all clothing that was not waterproof and looked back at his friends. "No." Haru didn't give his friends a chance to protest. He leaped into the water and swam away from the boat. "Does he know where we're staying?" Gou asked. Mako sHaruXReader I'm in love with a mermaid 18 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Out of Elsweyr - Chapter 16.2Out of Elsweyr - Chapter 16.26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 16.2 - Bayete, Incosi !
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Not bad Not bad at all.
Arms crossed behind his back, Bombassa stood up on the tips of his toes before falling back on his heels, a very satisfied look on his face as he admired the ranks before him.
All right! Atten-shun! the Redguard barked. In a wonderful harmonious whole, the troop stood to attention. Well ladies, isnt that bloody neat? he asked, turning around, his dark face illuminated by an ecstatic smile.
Standing behind him, Urzob gave him a blank.
Anirnes face twitched in anger. When youre done clowning around, she snarled curtly, We should go over plans prior to departing for Corinthe.
Aaah, relax Anirne! We ran through the check list ten times already. Bombassa waved dismissively. Look, our men are ready, fully equipped and Ralentus
One DayThe way we wander around aimlesslyOne Day10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as shadows of existence
the intellectuals calling for more from life
when it has already given them all it has
death is too early a release
yet so many wish for it
they deal not with war
or torture, remaining at home
a roof over head, but that ache in their chest
How tortured is the heart of a first world inhabitant?
You are at the peak of needs
yet wish to suckle life's teats for...
more or simply put
reason behind your existence
some cope with religion to
occupy and fill the 'hole' they feel
others sit and starve with
craters more numerous than the moon
in their shriveled bodies
one can only wish to see
the sunrise the next day
and hope it will bring you warmth
as the sickly quiver one last time
the starved reach the end of their lives
and you watch in silence
as life continues on.
LGBT Teen Bullying and Suicide - Original Oratory I can walk through the halls of my school and get shot dirty looks, pushed, shoved, and cussed at. You would think that I had done something personally to them, but it's only one thing. The fact I am a lesbian. Unfortunately, this is the reality for me, and thousands of other teens across the United States. The only reason why they are isolated, beaten, and rejected as a whole, is because Sally likes Jane, and Jessie just wants to be Jessica. The bullying of lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender youth is a real problem. One that needs a real solution.LGBT Teen Bullying and Suicide - Original Oratory3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Homophobia is everywhere. On every corner, and in every crevice. Those churches on your street are breeding hate, infecting people with bigotry. People walk into voting booths, deciding if people like me can get married when I grow up. In the 50's, being gay was illegal in England, and those here had to hide they fact they were gay. Otherwise they might've end
ZmeczenieZmeczenie4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chciałabym móc się zgarbić. Plecy już dawno zmieniły się w piekącą strunę, jednak każde pochylenie się powoduje, że gorset sukni gniecie mi żebra i nie mam jak zaczerpnąć tchu. Siedzę więc sztywna jak kukła. W sali jest potwornie gorąco, zapachy potraw zlewają się tworząc duszącą mieszaninę woni. Podnoszę do ust kielich z winem by zaraz go odstawić. Wino mi dziś nie smakuje, nic mi dziś nie smakuje. Jakaż ja jestem niewdzięczna Król wydał na naszą cześć ucztę! Król Ten podstarzały człowieczyna podszczypujący dwórki własnej małżonki. Patrzę na niego i w uszach słyszę jego płomienną mowę:
- Pragniemy wyrazić wdzięczność Naszą za zasługi oddane królestwu w pamię
The Betrayed Night: Chapter 1It was almost evening time.The Betrayed Night: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zero and I were in the usual area, prepared for the riot to come. I waited patiently as I always did, observing the crowd of eager girls as they gathered nearby. They were allowed to be here, but we were here to keep things under control. After all, they were waiting to admire the Night Class, who were the most beautiful people here. Everyone in the Day Class always wondered why they were so beautiful. Well, it wasn't a surprise to me as to why. The Night Class was full of vampires.
I had to admit to myself that I was slightly impatient as well. Kaname would be among the Night Class crowd. I had always looked up to him since the day he had saved my life. I felt nervous and jumpy around him each time I saw him, but lately I had been having thoughts about my feelings and behavior. I just had a crush on him. If I really loved him like I thought I did, I wouldn't have any problem communicating with him, right? I wouldn't be afraid of being myself i
They Don't KnowThey Don't Know3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black as pure darkness,
Glistening in the moonlight,
The wind tossing it in every direction,
A most dazzling, electric blue,
Twinkling ever so gently,
Like lightning during a calm storm,
The sight so mesmerizing.
With the lightest olive tone,
And her hands,
So dainty, and delicate,
Both as perfect as an angel's.
The most gorgeous gown seen,
Secretly drawing out her look of youth,
Yet showing off her best features,
The lightest colors transforming her into a beautiful fairy of the forest.
Envied by others,
But if only they knew...
A never ending battle,
A constant, energy- draining fight
As she is tossed into the worst scenarios imagined.
Yet she makes the best of it,
Keeps a smile on her face,
Through the betrayal,
The endless pain growing ever so rapidly in her heart.
Dangling on a strand,
Her flickering candle light of happiness
Dwindling, ever so quickly,
Fading into the unknown.
Fingers Touching GlassYou left fingerprints on the glass –Fingers Touching Glass2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
psychedelic swirls printed with oil ink.
You'd put the glass down,
bite your tongue,
you're not sure what to say either.
We wasted so much time,
counting the notches on the clock,
as if freely feeding it our minutes.
you said to me,
picking up your gaze
like picking up the pieces of our lives.
“We were never meant to last.”
taking note that your eyes were expressionless.
You used to have the most vibrant colors,
as if a thousand galaxies,
and a million tiny stars
made residence in your eyes.
Perhaps I hadn't noticed the black hole.
I reached across the table to take your hand in mine;
was this a dream or
were you for once,
not make believe?
I pulled your palm to mine,
and next I heard the shattering glass –
piercing my skin and once again,
pinning me to the table.
Fingers, touching glass,
You were nothing but
GLaDOS - VoicesIt has been just a few days since your programming began. You are nothing more than a round core of circuits; you are delicate, feeble, barely wrapped by a steel skeleton.GLaDOS - Voices3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
On the desks, the projects already say otherwise. The lines on the paper build complex maps, tracing a huge future for you - they show hundreds of wires and embroidered metal boards, a high-tech hard disk, and what, so they say, will be the most precise system of lenses in the world.
You wait, patiently. Your senses are still dim; the small optic is weak, whereas touch, smell and taste won't exist in your world.
Most of all, you hear. You hear their speeches, you hear their laughs; you hear a male voice repeating orders, as your supervisors type them in. Simple instructions – simple footage of experiments, with audio comment.
watch - and - learn
Always, every working day, you hear them say that you will become something great. You believe it – it is a fact, a truth like any other.
A night you can
Portal 2 - TenacityPortal 2 - Tenacity3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You don't need to care about anything for now.
It is the last thought that crosses your mind. You slip and fall, abandoning yourself to unconsciousness. The glass is strong and safe around you – a cocoon in a spiral of walls, a vault, painted in fragments of your story.
It speaks of lost minds, of thoughts, of struggles; it shows graphs, arrows and cries for help, slices of cake, prisoner ladies alone with their tears.
You have painted your mind on the cold stone; it is all you, and her, will ever leave to this world. You have molten your lives in the same chemical reaction, confounded the formulas in your DNA.
You and her are exactly the same. Chell is sleeping, actually, while you are only trying to; but now, in your eyes, sleeping is impossible.
The lights are blinding and the colours are fading from your senses, leaving you alone with the pulse of your dying heartbeat. All you can feel is the fresh pain in your leg, a red river, the quiet cries of your only friend.
You may lo
I likeI like3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I love the smell of blood
That teases my nostrils
I like the taste of blood
When it flows in my mouth
this thick liquid down in my throat
I can not stop killing
For to regain this sensations
Kill again and again
This need is so inked in my Nature
It drives me crazy
Resisting is not possible
has Each moon
I make more victims
Because I like to see the Blood
See the terror in their eyes
To feel the fear of the Death
Catch their body
DM Under the WeatherDM Under the Weather4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This takes place about four months after Gru adopts the girls.
It was going on 3:30 Pm. From the kitchen, Gru heard the door open and knew the girls were just coming in from school. This had him rinsing off the last of the dishes. Drying his hands on a towel, Gru turned around just as they walked through the door. "Well hello, gurls. . ." he said, as they walked inside.
"Hello. . ." they all simultaneously replied, as he knelt down and kissed them each on the forehead. "And how was school?"
"It was alright, I guess-" Edith mumbled, suddenly interrupted from Agnes jumping in the front of her. "Look what I drew!" She proudly announced, holding up a doodle of a minion riding a unicorn. Chuckling under his breath, Gru shook his head and muttered, "Very nice. But it's a good thing your teachers don't know what you're drawing." Taking it from her, he smiled. "I have a special place for eet. . ." he said, going up to the refriger
Medieval Ch. 1Medieval Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CHAPTER 1: Princess Evelyn Godfrey!
"A lady must always be polite, never raising her voice above a soft tone, never interjecting in the middle of a conversation that is not their own . . ."
Ah, yes. This lesson once again. Yes, she has to be prim, yes, as a princess she is expected to go to every dance, dinner, council meeting, ball, masquerade, all of those boring and un-interesting things. Expected to parade herself through the village below and win the hearts of the peasants.
Oh, please. How much more boring could one life be?
Evelyn sighs, her eyes straying beyond the aging and gray haired tutor to stare out of the window. She feels hot and stifled in her gown of blue silk, and her head hurt terribly from all of the pins poking and stabbing into her scalp, keeping waves of golden-red hair as tame as possible. Already strands have escaped and are hanging freely, pa
Harriet JustHarriet Just9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Harriet just swept through the room.
It's the same as it was just now, except
the bathroom door is open, the rum
of her shampoo is everywhere,
and the word '...late'
now rests on the edge of my ear.
.i offered salt to the.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
sea, heat to the sun, and
love to the moon; they
told me, this isn't enough
i offered my soul to
the devil; he said yes,
this will be just fine
Megamind fanfic 1Roxanne moaned when she came to, realizing she had a bag on her head and her feet and hands were tied together. "Megamind," she groaned. "Do I have to be kidnapped today? I have something to do tonight!"Megamind fanfic 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Like what?" the villain's voice came, muffled slightly because of the bag between them.
Minion's robot hand took the bag off of Roxanne's head and Megamind watched Roxanne with piqued curiosity. Roxanne answered, "I have a date tonight."
Megamind raised an eyebrow. "A date?"
"Yes! A date! And I want to be ready when he comes!" Roxanne said, wriggling slightly in the rope bound around her wrists.
"With who, may I ask?" Megamind said. He sat in his chair and rolled toward her, leaning close with interest.
"None of your business!" Roxanne spat. "Can you let me go now? Can't you kidnap me tomorrow?"
"No. Tomorrow does not fit my shedule," the blue alien told her. Roxanne cracked half a smile when he mispronounced the word 'schedule'.
"Well then can we make this quick?" she sighed.
torn in 2who am i to judge love?torn in 23 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
whether you love a real man or one that has never breathed a breath in this world
I am like this
i love 2 men from these worlds
1 is the man who has felt pain and joy in this world of screwed up ideas
2 is a man who has never felt this world
he has felt only the pen that created him
2 is a character from mind and pen
1 is a man from flesh and blood
how can i choose?
i am a child torn in 2
i am not real yet i am
i do not breath yet i do
i am one from both these worlds
yet im not
WHO AM I TO CHOOSE??!!
I cant for i suffer
from separation that neither of them
will ever understand