Riku Snippet for MangaKatA SNIPPET TO A FANFIC THAT DOESN'T HAVE A NAME (as far as I'm aware, anyway)Riku Snippet for MangaKat10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Riku hadn't even heard the front door open, as he was so engrossed in the book. He didn't hear the door open, he didn't hear the heavy footsteps---in fact, he might not have noticed the intruder at all if he hadn't heard that infinitely familiar "Hnnnů" noise that Cid made when he was either very disappointed or very irritated. Riku was jerked from his thoughts with a snap that was almost audible; he looked up at the man looming above him and felt his stomach drop out in horrified surprise.
Cid, his adopted father and former boss, was towering over him, hands on his hips, with an expression that was nothing short of thunderous. The Gummi mechanic seemed more annoyed than angry, and more surprised than shocked---Riku would have thought that his recent cold-shoulder attitude and obviously changed body would have incited at least a little anger and shock.
"Riku!" Cid bellowed, half in admoni
as the hours go byThe water leaks through my closed window, and I close my eyes and drift away. Behind my closed lids, I'm not alone; I'm not empty. I'm whole; I'm safe. The gentle sound of her breathing is soothing, drawing me closer to her, calming my frayed nerves and singing a lullaby to my heart. I'm in heaven. My arms are wrapped around an angel. Her hair is in my face, my breath on her cheek. I never want to leave, never want to move.as the hours go by5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clock sounds, dragging my life along like sticky syrup as time passed. I will it to speed up. Time must hate me because it only seemed to go by slower. Outside of my leaking window, a storm growls at me. I imagine it baring its sharp teeth at me, gnashing its mighty jaws and flexing its eager talons. I squeeze my eyes shut. No, no, no. A spark of fear ignites in my heart, opening a floodgate of pictures of the past that piece my mind as if it were made of paper. I rub my arms, where the memories of countless bruises still linger like shadows u
Unlikely Bond, Ch 1Chapter 1: Thrown into Chaos, a forgotten faux pasUnlikely Bond, Ch 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a new morning in Konoha, and the sun was already busying itself with its job of rudely waking the villagers. Shining brightly through every available window, the sun invaded the sleepy eyes of every man, woman, and child. It seemed especially content with waking those who had received the least amount of sleep from the previous night. This was the case with Naruto Uzumaki.
The light caught his face and shown itself, refusing to let him block it out and continue his slumber. He recoiled slightly but surrendered to the evil day that came forth. Hazily rubbing his eyes, he glanced around his room. Only, it wasnt his room. Those werent his walls, and, as he shifted under the covers, those werent his either. No, these were all white and blue. Blinking further, he sat up slightly from the bed, and wondered on just how much sake he had taken the night before. But heck, like he could remember that; he didnt much
SymphonieEt lorsque le chef d'orchestre lève les brasSymphonie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tu revis encore un peu
Je te vois penché sur ton bureau
Plein de fièvre et d'alcool
Tissant le voyage de tes sons
Ta musique est un océan
Et lorsque l'orchestre se met à jouer
La moindre note est une larme
La partition n'est pas aussi blanche qu'elle n'y paraît
Elle est faite de ton sel, ton sang et ta chaux
Le moindre faux pas et tu t'écroules
La moindre fausse note et tu te noies
Les musiciens transportent ton oeuvre
Mais la moindre erreur te tuera
Il n'y a pas de vie plus instable
Que celle d'un souvenir
A travers ton grand esprit
Les mots se changent en sons
Tu es le maître du voyage
Le capitaine du vaisseau
Il suffit d'un faux pas
Pour te jeter à l'eau
Cause+Effect 1= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =Cause+Effect 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey ppls. Ok this IS a SASUNARU (Mpreg) story. I need to explain something.
In most stories, theirs like some freaky reason why a guy can get pregnant, like it's because Naruto has Kyuubi, or someone put a curse on the Uchiha clan or something. ---Not Saying Those Are Bad Ideas--- but for me personally, I'm just to lazy to come up with something, plus I usually have settings in the 'real world'. SO! In this story, Guys can just get pregnant. Ok.
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Chapter 1: Bad Combination: Guy-liner and Weed
WARNING::: Contains WEED!!!
A slender blonde teenager made his way through an empty church.
He scooped up the left over bibles that had been left from that morning and putting them back into the holding
XyrophiliaShe beckons and invites me. Her whispers so silent now drown out all sound. She teases me with the purity of moonbeams. They radiate from her body like the caresses of fallen angels longing to hear the voice of the god they once ripped from their hearts. I can touch her, but nothing more. She begs to consume me, but I am tangled in a knot of pleasure and fear. I long to give myself over to her completely and to retain control, yet I know the two cannot exist as one. To submit to her is to forget myself forever in her eternal embrace.Xyrophilia5 years ago in Transgressive More Like This
I ask her if I am ready to begin the journey, but she says nothing. I plead with her to guide me, but she shows no regard. Her cold stare reveals no humanity. I begin to wonder if I face a demon in the angel I see, for evil cloaks itself in many guises. Though I now fear for the worst, I pull her closer to me. I ca
i guess it was just meI guess it was just me,i guess it was just me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all those times I imagined.
When stars wrote your name,
I must have been dreaming.
Forgive my heart;
it can be wrong.
I fall asleep thinking of you
but in the end, I am alone.
Chant de luneDoryphore improbableChant de lune3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tu te perds en mourantes pensées
D'asphalte éternelle, instable
Tu cherches l'innocente apeurée
Viens pour égorger le mouton
Au caractère trempé.
Reverse une larme par la fenêtre
De ce train boueux de banlieue
Aux allures de fêtes.
Peu sages si l'on en croit vos curés
Enamourées de souvenirs si chers
A vos yeux embués.
Poète absurde encore trop illusoire
Cours te cacher dans un repli de moi
Et éteins-toi ce soir.
Cold in a heartНаша Маша громко плачет,Cold in a heart4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Холод в сердце что-то значит...
Вьюга-взгляд и лед в груди,
Все у Маши впереди.
Душа уходит в небо
Чертя красиво грезы,
В тебе тепе
you left.Silence resonates but for the dripdripdripping of the rain on the window panes. The sky is weeping nearly as hard as me, sharing my pain and clouding my vision because not looking outside is what's best for me- I don't want to see your car backing out of my driveway. I'm going to be trapped in this moment for a bit, so please set the hands shock still on the clock faceyou left.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
[its three o'clock.]
It's been long since the times the - - - ing darkness was what I turned to- yes, the dashes are what 'nothing' sound like, but you wouldn't know because I was the girl that talked too much but you were the boy who always listened. Now I miss your stupid glow-in-the-dark rocket-ships on your ceiling where we created our own universe- but I can't see any of that anymore
[it's dark tonight.]
Hot feet on cold roads, hear that slapslapslapping on the asphalt? That's me; running after your memory. You took away your jacket so I'm gonna be chilled to the bone but at least I
VestigeVestigeVestige3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Charme fluet d'un nuage blond
Qui descend, descend et se perd,
Vient, et se fond
En décor inutile,
Cherche encore l'aurore,
Le sel de la terre,
Le rêve des sphères,
En symphonies ânonnées
Paresseuses images déjà calomniées.
Sous le sable noir de cette plage folle,
Tu es vestige.
Et je t'aime, étonnemment, serein
parisi want to go to paris somedayparis4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to eat madelines and drink wines
in family run cafes where sofas remember
the shapes of our bodies and how your arm
always found a way around me
we'd stand under the eiffel tower
and wonder why there were so many
but laugh at the water drops
on our now-patterned skin
we'd chase the light over the seine
and wonder if they'd ever fall
but say they were shooting stars
full of enchantment
we'd kiss in the moonlight
and wonder if the moment would ever
but not just for breath, but for
the rest of time
except those holes were ones in
wishful thinking, like where hope
dies, like a supernova falling to its end.
so i guess it's a real shame that
we'll never make it to paris.
Love and LossIn these bright blue depthsLove and Loss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
Same Sex Marriage is AmericanSix states throughout the country, including the District of Columbia, currently perform same-sex marriage ceremonies. Four states currently recognize those marriages. The idea of same-sex marriage varies from state to state, proving that the nation is not unified on this subject. This topic of gay, or same-sex, marriages is a topic of heated debate, especially in this country, and many people argue against it. However, same-sex marriages do not disturb the general society, just as heterosexual marriages don't. Banning such marriages is a form of minority discrimination, just as showing prejudice to a race or religion. Finally, not allowing same-sex marriages is unconstitutional, and is a direct violation of the first and fourteenth amendments. Same-sex marriages should be legal and recognized on a federal level.Same Sex Marriage is American3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Marriage is a bond of union between two people. A marriage of any kind does not involve people outside the marriage, or if you wish to extend that, outs
These Words are Poisonit is with a careless abandon the words fly from fingersThese Words are Poison2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bringing with them a sense of adolescent need
and though they ring true with the intent
a hollow feeling is left behind
words and words
never leaving a moment for truth
but never telling a lie
they all come from the heart
but nauseate the mind
never pleased with the result
Looking In - Part 1 - SasunaruLooking In - (Sasunaru, mpreg)Looking In - Part 1 - Sasunaru7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Naruto's point of view
It was a dark and stormy night. Yes, I know, a most cliché way to begin a story, but that is really how it began. That night was the night my life began and so did the life of another.
I was an ordinary kid. Okay, well, I was as normal as I could be figuring that I was the village outcast. It had something to do with my mom. Supposedly, she went crazy and killed a bunch of people. I don't really know. I wasn't there. The town's people didn't care though. They blamed me just because I have her blood.
For as long as I could remember, I had always been alone. I mean, Iruka was there. He had pretty much raised me after my mom disappeared. But I felt like an obligation. No one deserves to feel that way. So, one night when he was out, I wrote a note and left.
The streets became my home. I honestly don't know how long I was out there. I froze - to a point near death - every night. Even the hobos refused to share thei
Who what when where why or how.You're just another faceless one, hidden in the crowd,Who what when where why or how.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one cares about you, or why you act so proud.
No one knows who you are, you're just another face,
You could just disappear without a trace.
The blood red sky in your mind's eye,
It's always there but you don't know why.
You're just a part of a bigger whole,
And your heart is as black as coal.
You play dress-up with your top hat and cane,
But you can take it off and disappear again.
You're never noticed no matter what you wear,
It's a source of their contempt and your despair.
You could just disappear right now,
No matter who what when where why or how.
ta tyrannieJ'me tire Annieta tyrannie3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
J'me tire ailleurs
Loin de ta guerre et de ses pleurs
Sèche tes armes Général
J'quitte le front matrimonial
Trouvées les clés, trouvé le cran
Mes désordres rompent tes rangs
J'me tire Annie
J'me tire ailleurs
J'te laisse ton trône et tes humeurs
Adieu l' arène, je te déchoie
Celui qui va partir te salue
Et si Annie, je te déçois
Je tombe les larmes pour mon salut
J'me tire Annie
J'me tire ailleurs
Expurger le venin de mon mort intérieur
T'aurais voulu, mué, que j' attende comme un con
Que t'extirpe ma vie d'un funèbre cocon
Mais ton corps noir, ma veuve, dévoilé
Je déchire la soie de nos nuits entoilées
J'me tire Annie
J'me tire ailleurs
Sortir du piège où tu me meurs
L'après d'ailleurs mon araignée
Est bien plus rose sans toi
Mon prédateur t'as qu'à régner
Sur un autre royaume que moi
PretendingYou asked me the other dayPretending4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who I was pretending to be
I always thought I was pretending to be myself
I might be wrong though
you tell me...
Yesterday we broke up again
at least, I think we did
all you left this time was two smudged words on the mirror
written with my lipstick
and it was my favourite lipstick as well...
Maybe it should have been a sign,
that I worried more about my lipstick
than about the fact you left again
Those things are expensive though
have you ever looked at the cost of good make-up?
I didn't think so.
Though it's not as high as the cost when we make up
which always happens
How I hate that word.
I guess I'm not the only one who likes to pretend
KH: Alice Madness Begins Part 1In the outskirts of London, there lived a well-off Victorian house away from the bustle and hustle of the city. Inside the house, it was what every Englsh house will have: antiques, carpets from the far East, glass cabinets, tea-sets made from the finest china, and a grandfather clock in the hallway. Upstairs was where all the residents of the house were slumbering after a tiring day. In one of these fine bedrooms, a girl of twelve was clutching to a patched doll rabbit; sleeping soundly. Her room was filled with toys, books, and dresses. In front of her sleeping form was a storybook, no doubt the girl fell asleep while she read and now dreamt of magical creatures and a mystifying world. How blissful she looks.KH: Alice Madness Begins Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then out of the blue, there was a sound of broken glass and after a few moments, the whole house was filled with toxic, black smoke. A small flame that escaped from a smashed oil-lamp caught onto the rich carpet and spread onto everything that was flammable. The girl was rudely