The Brightest StarThe Brightest Star4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The brightest star is you.
You used to be a dim star, becoming overpowered by sin.
All of those failures turned into stepping stones of success across a long, winding river.
And you took courage and crossed it.
Look where it led you.
It led you to where you are now, this moment, this second;
You succeeded in so much.
No more of that sin is within you.
You're full of light.
A time in in your life, your heart was full of sin.
Now it's filled with love,
And thanks be to God that you are a wonderful person that came into my life to make it better as well.
You make me happier than I can imagine everyday.
You're NOT a failure.
Never doubt or forget that,
Because I believe in you without a doubt in my mind.
You WILL succeed in New York and will be able to pursue those goals.
You just have to believe it yourself.
Like I said before,
You are not a failure.
I love you.
IncertitudineDar dacă lumea s-ar sfârşi şi eu odată cu ea ? Atunci singuratatea ar disparea în uitare, aşa cum lucrurile dispar în abis. Nimănui nu i-ar păsa dacă un biet călător prin viăţă s-ar stinge precum o lumânare. Lumânarea arde, treptat, lăsându-ţi parcă timp să te gândeşti dacă vrei cu adevărat să o laşi pradă trecutului. Pe când viaţa nu te întreabă dacă eşti pregătit sau nu să mori. Vine pe la spate, te învăluie şi iţi oferă cel mai frumos sărut atunci când te aştepţi cel mai puţin. Din ochii tăi se stinge viaţa, piere strălucirea, aşa cum candela este dată pradă trecutului în momentul transformării în cenuşă.Incertitudine4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dar dacă m-aş ridica şi mi-aş continua liniştit d
MaybeJust give me one dream that isn't see-through.Maybe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One substantiated claim to reality,
that I might hold onto life with.
Every quivering cell, mid-osmosis, begs you
for a shred of dignity with my tea.
Just one chance for something heavy,
something hard and room temperature. Real.
I don't want to look through my day dreams
and see someone else's face there.
I don't want to dream of those people
who may make, or break me, in the future tense.
I am tired of milky white and reflective black.
It is time for a life of colour and hope -
and not looking back to see if the past
matches up with the jigsaw map to the end game.
I want to be in the game, participating,
feeling, like I might make it there one day.
Just give me something, that I can hold onto;
something harder to see through than a whisper
of that voice in the back of my mind that says
Pokusy VI.Pokusy VI.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Głośne dudnienie obudziło człowieka.
Zaspany w pierwszej chwili coś burknął na wpół przytomnie, kiedy jednak irytujący odgłos nie tracił na impecie wreszcie oprzytomniał i przez głowę przebiegła mu myśl, czy tym razem Templariusze postanowili otwarcie po niego przyjść. Lata doświadczeń i jego wewnętrzna siła natychmiast wyzwoliła wyuczone skupienie potrzebne do bezzwłocznego rzucenia zaklęcia. Co jak co, ale nie zamierzał poddawać się bez walki
Był gotowy do ataku, kiedy drzwi -a raczej zbite byle jak dechy - padły pod naporem słabej błękitnej poświaty. Niewiele się zastanawiając połączył swój umysł z Pustką, aby przekierować moc w zaklęcie mroźnego pocisku. Błyszcząca, iskrząca się kula mrozu pomknęła na
Titlu furatTitlu furatTitlu furat4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Încerc de mult a scrie poeme
din cântece/ oare de ce
Dar sunetele nu m-ascultă,
se-nchid în ele de parc-ar fi
doar zgomote/ fete virgine,
iar monumentul dedicat răbdării
uşor-uşor îşi pierde forma
şi se transformă-n praf
de stele/ emancipate azi
Încerc de mult a scrie versuri
despre mine/ dar pentru asta-i necesar
Who Am I...Who Am I...4 years ago in Drama More Like This
L sat at his computer desk staring at a crime report. The day had been like any other day, whisking through cases and sweets. Occasionally wandering to Watari's room to see what he was up to.
Had the cases suddenly got infuriatingly easy, had the world slowed down. L felt a hollow emptiness creeping into his chest. It was strange, the more he tried to understand it, the more it confused him. L subconsciously tapped the keys. To put it simply: He was bored.
A soft patter, echoed off the roof, grabbing L's attention. The patter gradually grew louder. Was it raining? He stood and wondered to the drawn curtain, and lifted it. It was nearly pitch-black outside, rain showered down mercilessly, leaving no surface untouched. It was almost hypnotic. L's large soulless eyes stared bravely across the horizon.
"Watari." He said, just loud enough to be heard down the hall. "Yes, L?" "Could you drive me somewhere?"
A few minutes later, the long dark limo pul
Broken FloodgateThe rain pooled around his feet, small islands in the rapidly rising water. He stared blindly at his shoes, at the ground; he just stared down. He welcomed the rain silently, accepting its washing. Vivid memories flitted before his eyes, filling his vision. He shook his head, trying to ignore the recollections, but they were too strong, too real.Broken Floodgate7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The water covered his shoes; his socks were soaked through. He lifted his head and looked into the distance unseeingly, cursing the tears that obscured his sight. So much pain so much loss. He struggled to remember the good things, the happy days, but the beautiful, joyous memories stung like a two-edged knife; it was both the pleasure of remembering all the wonderful things shared and the agony of knowing it has been ripped away forever.
Rain pelted his face, disguising the tears flowing from tortured eyes; he stood in water level with his knees. He d
To Never EverTo find the Doctor, to never give up. To listen for the sound of a heart beating, to hear a voice crying out. To reach him, to touch him.To Never Ever7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Separated by a white wall, an infinite amount of space, so close. To feel a throbbing hurt, to watch for the oncoming storm. To never say never ever.
The Oncoming Storm had passed, but I still will never ever give up.
Knock-knock---ONE---Knock-knock7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hey Doctor, dya like to play a game?
Roses grin was infectious and he gave easily. With a matching grin on his face, the Doctor replied, Sure.
She patted the seat next to her excitedly. After he sat, leather coat creaking faintly, she leaned in and said,
Off his look, she whispered, You say Whos there.
No, who. Youre supposed to say who.
I was asking why!
Why are you saying youre me and I have to pretend I dont know who you are?
Its a joke; you just go along with it.
Never mind, Rose sighed. The Doctor just looked nonplussed.
Batfamily Dinner"So you and the clone are dating." Damian spoke up in the middle of dinner. Jason and Dick immediately stopped eating their food- Dick to look at Bruce and Jason to rest his elbows on the table so he could make a show of listening in on the conversation.Batfamily Dinner4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"If I were it wouldn't be any concern to you." Tim shifted in his seat uncomfortably and used his fork to roll the tiny peas away from his mashed potatoes. "I heard you got invited to a charity, Dick."
"I d-" The eldest 'son' grew quiet when he caught the glare from Bruce. With a small groan and a feeling of de-aging into a child he sulked low into his chair and tried to give Tim an apologetic look.
"Are you?" Only two woulds could get all four boys to know just how serious Bruce was with this conversation. The room grew quiet and Bruce spoke up again, this time in demand rather than in question. "Are you. With the clone."
Tim let out a small nod and pushed more peas around on the plate. "He's a really nice guy. It's not like" Wh
Peekaboo---PART ONE--Peekaboo7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Right then, off we go!
The ride was the smoothest any of them had ever experienced. The TARDIS flew strong and steady, towing the Earth behind back to its proper place in the universe. The trip went by quietly, everyone focused on their assigned tasks.
Everyone, that is, except for Jackie Tyler. She humphed her annoyance from her position on the rail, hoping to get a response. She leaned forward, trying to catch Roses eye to get some sympathy. No such luck. She crossed her arms and humphed again.
Jackie stomped over to the Doctor, frustrated. Hands on hips, she stood behind him and glared at the back of his head. Finally he turned and grinned.
She scowled, daring him to keep smiling. Why cant I help fly it?
He winced. Ah, well. I just you cant, er, shouldnt--
YANATime Lord stands frozenYANA7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Stones disturb waters surface
You are not alone
Pokusy I.Pokusy I.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Niezależnie od charakteru, przyczyn czy motywacji uleganie im zawsze wiąże się z ryzykiem.
Pokusa, by zrobić coś wbrew wszystkiemu.
Pokusa, by dogodzić sobie.
By się zapomnieć. Jak łatwo porzucić wszystko w chwilach zwątpienia, w chwili strachu czy w chwili pożądania lub gniewu.
Młoda kobieta zwinęła dłoń w pięść i bez namysłu uderzyła w ścianę swojej komnaty po to tylko, by po chwili z przekleństwem na ustach przygarnąć obolałą rękę do brzucha. Nie nawykła do zadawania ciosów. Nie w taki sposób.
Zacisnęła wargi w gniewnym grymasie, po czym uniosła pięść ponownie tym razem jednak wzniosła ją na wysokość spojrzenia i powoli rozwinęła palce. Wściekłość pom
Chocolate Love -M+M-Chocolate Love -M+M-4 years ago in Romance More Like This
-- Set As Younger Matt & Mello --
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTIIIEEEE! I'm bored. Entertain me." Mello whines, kicking his legs on the bed, and staring pleadingly at his best friend, who is playing video games.
"Lemme find a save point." Matt says, huffing angrily.
Mello had been bothering him for the past hour, doing everything on the face of the earth to get him off the game. Mello sat up happily, sitting on his knees.
"Thanks Mattie." Mello said, smiling softly.
"Don't get used to it." Matt replies, turning off the Playstation. "Now then. What do you want to do?"
"Will you ask Roger to take us to the chocolate factory? I wanna get free samples.. and stock up on some more." Mello asks, showing his softer, more girly side, to Matt.
"Fine. Come on." Matt says, standing up and taking Mello's hand.
Matt leads the content blonde out the door, and down the hallway. Mello is used to getting his way around Matt, because Matt is the softer kind of seme. Which could explain why he gets so angry
Thor: Amusement Part 2Disclaimer: Donald Blake, Thor, Loki, Jane Foster, and Sigyn, and The Warriors Three (Fandral, Volstagg, Hogun) and Sif (just mentions of these last 4) © Marvel Entertainment. I'm just borrowing them the way Marvel borrowed from the original myths.Thor: Amusement Part 24 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Note: While this story is always in third person, the guide below explains from whose view each section is:
| ==V== | means the section directly following it is from Loki's POV.
======0 means the section directly following it is from Donald Blake's POV.
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| ==V== |
Needing to catch his breath by the time he reached the other side of the carnival, Loki ducked inside the entrance to a fortune-teller's tent.
"Twenty dollars gets you ten minutes in which to ask me questions about your future," a voice said behind him.
Turning, he found a woman a bit older than Jane, dressed in brightly coloured, multi-layered skirts, a patchwork vest, a silk
TurquoiseTurquoiseTurquoise2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Turquoise, the combination of two beautiful colors of the spectrum
One represents the skies and peace, the other the nature and fertility
The darker shade of blue even represented an empress, the “Queen of Heaven”
While jade and the emeralds signify growth and harmony
It is the color of balance and blue is the truth
And when you unite the two you get a beautiful combination
Turquoise is the color of water; it is the symbol of youth
It’s aware, it’s healing, and relaxed; the color of communication
It’s peaceful and it forgives, the meaning of tranquility
It is a renewal of life; it’s refreshing and can motivate creativity
It promotes dreaming, new innovations and originality
And best of all it is independent and it strongly believes in personal responsibility
When will my taint begin?When will my taint begin?4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
7 AM, the usual morning lineup:
Start on creation spells 'til the cat is healed
Practice the hex, misama, and greased fire
Cast again, and by then it's like 7:15.
And so I'll read a book
Or maybe two or three
The templars come and bring me to my Harrowing
I'm going to the fade
Avoiding demon tricks
I wonder when will my life begin?
Then when I wake up Jowan is waiting for me
He has a plan to runaway with the girl
Repository, Phylactery, we can make it
Fire rod, blast the wall, to the door!
We get caught!
And I facepalm myself
I'm not going to be spared
'Cause Jowan cuts himself,
Blood magic everywhere.
And then he runs and runs,
and runs while I'm still there
Stuck in the same place in this cutscene...
And I'll keep wonderin' and wonderin'
And wonderin' and wonderin'
When will my life begin?
I'm in trouble now,
Then Duncan arrives
Recruits me, and Greagoir looks like he sat on a hive...
What is it like
Out there where we go?
Now that I'm a Warden,
Irving might just
Let me go
The Realization for burdge-bug The Realization For *burdge-bugThe Realization for burdge-bug6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lily sighed as she moved down the hallway, clutching her books and papers in her arms. How had she let Alice talk her into throwing away her bag and getting a new one? Sure, it had been kind of old, and a little stained, but it was better to have an old bag that no bag at all. These books felt a thousand times heavier when she had to carry them in her ARMS! She would have some serious muscles by the time her bag came in, she was sure of it.
You could always levitate them around, Alice said from beside Lily, making her turn her head and scowl. You dont always have to follow the rules, Lil. It would be easier to just levitate them around than carry them; they sure do look heavy.
Mind Games OHSHC Ch.20Mind Games OHSHC Ch.204 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I have chosen to renounce myself as your butler. Therefore, our contract is over.
With the letter still in my firm grip, I walk out of the house, speechless of what to say. It's two weeks before winter break and he decides to abandon me. My butler, Sebastian, is gone and out of my life. I felt wounded in the heart by the sudden shock. Was this my punishment from God? Maybe I deserve to be treated this way. Isolating myself, and pushing everyone away. Was that so wrong?
"What's wrong, Alex?" Kaoru asks when he notices my expression as I got into the car. My throat f
A History of PurgatoryFor more than a millennium purgatory's souls wallowed in despair while chaos and confusion ruled the realm. As a dark and barren pit, no sun lit the gray sky and no water gave life to the dry ground.A History of Purgatory4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Souls appeared one by one as they died on Earth. They lingered in purgatory, weeping and cowering, until demon underlings dragged them to the pits of hell. The souls wasted their limited days huddled together for fear of the demons' frequent visits.
One soul broke apart. A soldier. Broad and standing tall in his gleaming armor, he held his spear at the ready and stood watch over the souls. He knew no other course of action.
As always the demon underlings returned to claim more souls. Three feet tall and hairless, the handful of gray and black imps scurried across the land and snickered to themselves.
The soldier bellowed a war cry and charged the creatures.
Startled by this first ever challenge, the underlings scattered, fleeing the enraged warrior and his spear.
Emboldened by the display,
A Mandalorian Wanted to CryThen, for the first time , grasping that for every man, and himself, too, there was nothing in store but suffering, death, and forgetfulness, he had made up his mind that life was impossible like that, and that he either must either interpret life so that it would not present itself to him as the evil jest of some devil, or shoot himself.A Mandalorian Wanted to Cry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
A Mandalorian wanted to cry, but he was afraid he had forgotten how.
Tears were weakness, tears weathered flesh like battles. Now when he craved erosion, he had forgotten how to cry. The unreleased tears were stone in his chest, dragging him under with the sound of dry thunder.
The lightsaber rested in his hand as solid as his longings and heavy as his grief. It was cold and lifeless against his bare palm, colder still as he shifted it to his gauntlet. He had never thought it possible for something so small to weigh him down so much.
Darman wanted to cry, but he had forgotten how.
The vastness of the blue sky stretched abo
Time Has Come TodayHe didn't expect the insistent hammering at the front door, and it wasn't much appreciated right after he'd just sat himself down. Greg Lestrade, former Detective Inspector, set aside the tumbler of whiskey with an irritated sigh and walked through the modest flat, calling out when the pounding continued, "All right, knock it off! I'm coming. Ass," he added in a grumble, just before flipping the latch and opening the door as far as the chain allowed.Time Has Come Today4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Surprise lifted his eyebrows and voice. "John? What are you-- is Sherlock in trouble?"
Dr. Watson's forehead was wrinkled in worry, but he shook his head. "No, it isn't Greg, I need you to come with me, right now." He was so serious, instantly bringing to Greg's mind the last time they had tangled with Moriarty and how John was purely soldier, working frenetically against the madman's machinations, trying to find his friend.
Slipping the chain off, he gestured John inside the small entryway. "I can't really do that. I mean," he corre