I'm SorryTitle: I'm SorryI'm Sorry4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing(s): Russia/China, England/China, mentioned America/England, mentioned France/England, mentioned Greece/Japan
Warnings: slash/yaoi, angst, implied sex, M-preg, adultery
He sat there in complete silence. He stared hard at the chair that had been flipped over. He looked at the shattered plates and the broken pieces from the window. Vodka stains were on the wall and the floor from when the half-empty bottle of Vodka was thrown. The blood stains had been splattered on the dining room floors, but it wasn't his. It was his lover's, or maybe now ex-lover's.
China sighed and slowly got up from the table. This was all his fault anyway. He wouldn't be surprised if the Russian never came back and cursed him for the rest of his life.
How could he have been so stupid? He was mature, logical, and thought before taking action. And yet, he took a bite of the forbidden fruit and did the unforgivable.
It had started almost two months ago. China and Ru
Time ParadoxTime Paradox3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am frozen,
Can't step foward,
No way back,
Can keep me here,
Againts wretched bonds,
Never to leave,
Time is my enemy,
Space not better off,
As The Ancient Of Days,
A title no more,
As I watch,
And yet I go on,
Fighting for seconds,
My freedom far beyond,
As I watch the sands,
The endless mobius strip,
Trapped in the husk,
Of a youth,
With an ancient soul,
Condemned for death,
Yet I live on,
Time breaks free,
Disfiguring my empty slot,
I am free,
As vast as space immemorial,
Time's ticking on,
So I must be gone,
What tangled webs I weave,
Creating a series of unfortunate events,
As the time paradox...
Marcelee. 1Era una nublada mañana, el chico prácticamente no había dormido y estaba tocando su bajo.Marcelee. 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
F: ¡Hey Marshall! venga.
El chico salió en un momento de su casa al oír a su amiga.
ML: ¿Cake no viene?
F: no, esta con su novio
ML: ¿y tampoco has invitado a PG?
F: vendra luego
ML: ok, podre soportar a ese perfeccionista.
F: bueno...¿vamos ya?
ML: si, vale
Los dos amigos estaban de camino al lugar donde habían quedado cuando, de repente, Marshall Lee oyó un sonido muy parecido al de su bajo-hacha.
Cuando Marshall miró de donde venia el sonido vio a una chica sentada en la hierba y debajo de un parasol con un bajo idéntico al suyo en sus manos.
La chica era más hermosa que su amiga.
Se le acababa de ocurrir una idea: ir tocando su bajo-hacha mientras se acercaba a la chica.
El chico puso en marcha su plan, lo raro fue que mientras el se acercaba a la chica, iba notando, poco a poco más olor a sangre,
She felt as if he had stolen her wordsShe felt as if he had stolen her words -She felt as if he had stolen her words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stolen them right from her poetic core.
For months she had been unable to write,
since she couldn't find a rhyme any more.
The "big reveal" had left her feeling raw
as she got lost in a labyrinth of memories.
His nonchalance, his inability to repent -
she was broken by this behaviour of his.
He acted like she was irrelevant, so small -
too small to deserve a heartfelt apology.
Anger, disappointment, sadness and pain
all prevented her from creating new poetry.
The proverbial shit had hit the fan,
destroying every obstacle in its way.
Her words were gone, he kidnapped them all;
she couldn't get them back, try as she may.
Her father had her words, words she needed,
but he did not seek to obtain her forgiveness.
She gave him another chance, he squandered it,
her words smothered by this emotional mess.
The words she needed to express her pain were gone:
The words she needed to explain why he was wrong.
Deaths First LoveDeaths First Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have u ever heard the story of deaths first love? Well here let me tell u it. There was once a little girl who comes out of a well ever 7 days. On the 7th day little boy death found he's first love. When she came out of the well death would greet her with flowers and a ,somehow, still beating human heart to show her he's love. They were happy together and always were. Till ppl in the town,where the well was, started to worry that death would come after them to show her love and they still feared the little girl. So on the 7 day before she came out the well and before death was there to greet her. The town folk destroyed the well trapping the little girls soul forever. And by the time death got there it was gone. He ran to the crumble of rocks that once was the well and he dug through the rumble to find her and he never did. She never got to live ever again and death can't forget her touch, her lips, or her face it all huants him event to this day. Poor little boy death. It was the firs
Monsters and Ladybugs - Ch 01Monsters and Ladybugs - Ch 019 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Monsters and Ladybugs
By Kitteh and NeoFox
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Smeets will eat our souls if we dare claim Invader Zim. So yeah, Jhonen can keep his smeets of DOOM! We just want to borrow Dib and Dwicky for a fic, so calm yourselves.
Summary: DADR. Three years later Dwicky comes back to fix what he messed up. But the little boy he left behind is no longer the same energetic soul from before and now may just be too broken to reach.
The Crazy House for boys had always housed the most insane minds around the city. It was where parents locked away the children who were no longer stable enough to think for themselves. Whenever one was committed to this certain building, there was a good chance the child would not come out for a long while. Only one soul had ever come out of The Crazy House as quick as he came in, but those days were no more.
Deep inside the building, on the lowest
Spirited Away 2. - Part II -Chapter / Part IISpirited Away 2. - Part II -8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
After trying to do the powerful spell they decided to just enchant Chihiro's parents.
After making them think she was going on a school camping field trip and casting spells on some school staff not call her home to ask why she wasn't attending school, she was ready to make her grand escape. Chihiro was picked up in the park, Kohaku in his dragon form. "I thought you had lost your dragon form.." she said. "I thought I did too. But that only signified that I was free," he smiled. Chihiro nodded and got upon his back. Before she knew it she was many feet above the world. "We're going to enter the spirit world," he said. "Be careful... I'm going to lower now," Haku said descending in the air. Chihiro nodded and held on tightly to him. She felt the immediate sense of welcome as she entered the other world. Eventually they arrived infront of the bathhouse in which Yubaba owned and operated.
The sight shocked Chihiro. The beautiful bathhouse which was colourful, and
your smile is so bright. [tiedoll+kanda drabble.]your smile is so bright. [tiedoll+kanda drabble.]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kanda had been practicing his sword movements as the sun reached its highest arc in the sky, and he continued even as it began its inevitable descent towards the horizon. All he could hear was his own breathing and heartbeat, and the sound of air whistling as it was cut into by the sharp edge of his katana; all he could feel was the gentle caresses of the wind as he spun, the hard and uneven ground beneath his feet, clad in their Japanese flats, and the rustling of his training clothes as they slid against his pale skin with each movement. A cloth had been wrapped around his eyes and knotted securely at the back of his head, beneath the tassel which tied his slightly long hair into a dark ponytail.
It was peaceful; it was serene.
Finally, the whirling ceased, bringing the small boy to a halt with his weapon extended in one final, flourishing stab to the last invisible enemy who had brought his rage upon them. The weapon was spun around rapidly within the tiny hand that grasped it befor
oh how i wish for soothing rain. [tiedoll+kanda]oh how i wish for soothing rain. [tiedoll+kanda]1 year ago in Drama More Like This
"We'll stop here for today, okay? We travelled throughout the past night, you must be tired."
"And see? A source of water - it's perfect! This is a quarry, and from my knowledge of this area, it's formed over what became a collapsed min-"
"Save it, old man. Let's just set up camp here."
"Maa, Yuu-kun... Work on your manners, please."
A short time later found the young samurai dropping a pile of firewood into a small, dug-out pit surrounded by rocks, and the General was folding clothes that he had washed using water from the quarry alongside their chosen campsite. They had chosen a rather level area close to the highest point on the cliff that ran alongside the body of murky freshwater, and moving a few metres down the cliff side would have led them down the hill that wound around to its shore.
Kanda walked past the [humming] man, approaching the area where the ground dropped off into the quarry before planting his hands on his hips and leaning
Candy"She must be around here somewhere " Ellis said in a sort of stage-whisper, trying to be heard without being heard.Candy4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ellis," Nick whispered back over the sound of the crying witch, "Why are we trying to look for her? Let's just keep going and find Coach and Rochelle and get the hell out of here."
"Well," the kid said in an almost thoughtful drawl, "I figure it's better to know where she is, ain't it? Then we don't run right inta her when we think we're in the clear."
Alright, so, Nick had to admit that that was pretty good reasoning. It would be just their lucky to keep walking, thinking she was tucked away in some building somewhere, only to turn the corner and run headlong and unaware into her sitting in the middle of an alley.
Still, he didn't really like this whole poking around for the witch business. He almost could help thinking that it might actually be Ellis satisfying some hick need to poke something dangerous with a stick.
Alright, he knew that wasn't really fair t
Checkmate FanfictionCheckmate Fanfiction2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I slammed my hand on the table, frustrated with another loss of chess. How many times have I versed this guy, and yet lost to him so many times? I moved part of my green hair to the side, demanding him another rematch.
He just arranged the chess board to its original state, and made me go second. Ugh, I can't hold my jealousy any longer! Why does he have to be a good chess player?!
'Hey, what's making you fight so well?' I ask, looking at his white chess pieces. He shrugged and moved his knight. I cringed and realized my mistake, wishing I could undo my moves. But with a few moves, he had taken a least a quarter of my pieces.
Both of my knights were taken out, and I heard my foe secretly sneering. I gave him a small glare, but he pretended that he didn't do anything. This killing me so much, can't I just beat him once? Ah, there's no more time left.
I only have two of my pawns, a tower and the king. The foe however had only lost four or five pieces. With my thoughts wandering, I didn't
DaydreamYou sit in classDaydream5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Against the blank notebook
Look out the window
Dreary and grey
Rain splashing upon the ground
The patter grows louder
Until it's a roar
You're pulled under
By the tide
Salt water stinging
Then, grains of sand
Hot and biting into
Your bare feet
Tennis shoes slapping
Making the car shake
Voices clashing harshly
And tap your pencil
Against the blank notebook
AYS Themed EventLost At SeaAYS Themed Event4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If I were to be lost at a deserted island I would rather be alone. The loneliness is something I crave for, look forward to. If I were to be lost at a deserted island I would like to be alone, at the shore, writing on a limitless notebook with a never ending pen. I want a time to be alone, to write what I feel, to read what makes my tears shed.
When closing my eyes, even if just in a blink, leaning on a rock I can see a silhouette with astonishing beauty. Short white hair, purple eyes a face that shone with innocence and a delicate thin body. For a moment or so I didn't want to be alone, not any more.
In another glimpse I found myself having a vision of a second silhouette. A beautiful smile, large blue eyes mid-long reddish brown hair and a unmistakable yellow ribbon. I couldn't help it but to smile, smile to her sight, smile to her touch.
It hadn't been long since nightfall came by. As I slept I found a sight I would trade nothing for it. A long red haired lady, gr
"Generation" Intro"Generation" Intro3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shiroiouji (Shiro) has been a cursed prince ever since he was little. On the day that he was born, a fortune teller had told Shiro's parents (the King and Queen) that Shiro would bring destruction to their kingdom; his white silvery hair as well as his devilish blue eyes are signs of the curse that he bears. He possesses the power of a black angel and that is why he is always seen with black wings.
The news of the cursed prince had been spread all over the kingdom, and thus Shiro was feared by all human kind even though he was still a child; all except from his mother the Queen who loved him no less, despite his curse and his destiny to bring destruction upon the kingdom. However his father on the other hand, hates him and was disappointed as due to his foreordained destiny, he could not be the rightful heir to the throne.
When Shiro had gotten older he had gotten used to people avoiding, mocking and fearing him. He still had his mother to confide withi
To Build A HumanTo Build A Human4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wonder if I died last night.
I once wondered if I had died the night before. And that's not even the strangest thought I had that fateful day. But perhaps I should start from the beginning
I had been thinking about the troubling philosophical issue regarding the hypothetical teleportation device that uses quantum entanglement to instantaneously transfer data, then uses that data to exactly replicate the individual in the new place and simultaneously destroy the original. The new copy is like a twin with all the same memories of the original, right up to the event of the teleportation, creating a perfect illusion of transportation to everyone, including the replicant, who would have first person memory of the lifetime of the original and therefore believe himself to be the original. The only party for whom this fax machine from hell fails is the original, who is stifled by nonexistence.
So how can one be certain of this tragic flaw without experiencing it fi
LifeLife is but a short time on earthLife10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A short time is all we are given
We came with nothing
We will leave with no more
But is there more than this?
Life isn't just a waste of time, is it?
Is it just a collection of possessions?
A stockpile of memories?
We all have smiling faces in our photographs
But we were just collecting images printed on paper
From dust we came, and to dust we will return
But what will we do in our allotted time?
Are we all just an accessory to our own death?
Will we hoard our wealth in the attic?
All that was important is forgotten
By and by, it will all slip away
All we loved is fading away
Memories were lost i
JacketI want a girl I could give my jacket toJacket2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It would be big on her
but she wouldn't care
aslong as it was mine
It'll keep her warm when I'm not around
It'll smell like me
She'll sniff it happily
while thinking of me
Wishing that I was right there beside her
She's the only one in this whole world
I'll give my jacket to
The only girl to make me act like a fool
I'll never hesitate to say "I love you"
It would warm me right up when she says "I Love you too"
So I dont think I'll need my jacket anytime soon
TA, CG, and CA: Make a dramaTA, CG, and CA: Make a drama3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
▼: is anyone... there?
▲: who the fuck ii2 thii2
▼: uh, john.
▼: hey. who are you?
▲: my name ii2 2ollux fuckiing captor and everyone hate2 me
▼: aw, i'm sure nobody hates you! i don't hate you!
▲: you don't even know me that well. do you know kk?
▼: well, i don't hate you so far! i don't hate anyone. and who is kk? is that karkat?
▲: yeahh karkat.
▲: we're friiend2, but he hate2 me
▼: why would he hate you if you are friends? karkat hated me at one point, too. but it was that weird hate-crush thing.
▲: kk felt red for you?!
▼: no, i'm not sure, he felt... kismesis-y for me? i think.
▲: john, would you liike to be 'friiend2'?
▼: you and i? i don't even know you that well! but sure! if you want.
▲: good..would you be able two put up wiith a 2tupiid 2tory?
▼: sure, why not? i like stories.
▲: 2ee, there are the2e voiice2 iin my head..they
Man UpYou tell me to man up?Man Up1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you have any idea the hell I live through each day?
Do you know what it's like in my skin?
Do you know the thoughts that torment my mind?
Do you know many times I cry each day?
Do you know how depressed and hopeless I am?
No, you may think you know me
You may think you have me figured out
You may think you know how I feel
How I can laugh and joke
And you may think me to be heartless to you
But you don't know half the story
I cracked myself open just a touch for you
But you have know idea who I really am
I'm so much more than meets the eye
So while you cry and tell me to man up
Realize that my heart is breaking in two
Know that I'm not sure at all of my decision
Know that my body was wracked with sobs when it was done
Know that I let you go with no hope of return because I don't want to hold you back
And know that my tears are flowing inside my skin
Invisible to you
But they burn my heart like acid
I will second guess myself to my grave
But I have given you a c
I'm Here for YouWhat do you expect me to sayI'm Here for You2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you keep pushing me away?
RememberI can't read your mind,
And time cannot rewind.
Regret will only make it worse
Like a bad omen from a curse.
This will surely make you stronger;
Please just hold on longer.
I'll be here, right by your side;
You don't have to run and hide.
Just try to find the silver lining
The sun will keep on shining.
Never forget that this is true:
I am here for you.