LoveLove.Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word
That has so much meaning.
We all have it
Even if we can't see it.
And we all give it to others.
So don't think you're unloved.
I can guarantee that's not true.
Someone out there loves you.
Even when you're all alone
Even in the darkest days.
Someone loves you.
When everything goes downhill
When darkness is all you see.
Someone loves you.
Someone always loves you
I love you.
SasuSaku -My Black Winged Guardian Angel- ch.1SasuSaku -My Black Winged Guardian Angel- ch.14 years ago in Settings More Like This
When I received my mission, I just couldn't believe it. Why were they sending me to spy on Akatsuki?! I'm not a good spy. Good spies usually had a special eye jutsu or they were good at escaping. I had neither skill. I'm a medical ninja with a close fighting range. Which is why my mission didn't make sense. Neither the fact they had sent me alone.
But when you are a ninja there's not much you can do about your missions. I could complain, like Naruto did, but I would probably end up punched by Tsunade-sama. And that hurts like hell. So I just followed the orders. Besides with this entire problem with the 4rd Ninja War, the last thing we had was information. Well, we knew what they were after, the nine-tailed fox that was inside Naruto, but we didn't know how far they would go to get it. But I think they won't stop at anything since I heard they had sent Naruto to an island in a "mission". If they were going
Ling and Lan Fan FMA 5Ling and Lan Fan 5Ling and Lan Fan FMA 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
(as the new Emperor of Xing, Ling decided to throw a Christmas party, including a great feast.)
Lan Fan: Young Master you dinner preparations, would you like me to get started on them?
Ling: No Lan Fan, you are a guest tonight so you will not nred to worry about tonight. Go get changed into something festive.
Lan Fan: But Young Master...who will prepare tonight?
Ling: I told you not to worry about it Lan Fan. Just, as my guest get ready.
Lan Fan: Y-yes Young Master. (starts to exit the room)
Ling: Oh and Lan Fan!
Lan Fan: Yes Young Master? (She turned to look at him)
Ling: Don't call me Young Master tonight. Just call me Ling. (he smiled) you'll be my social guest, not my protector tonight.
Lan Fan: (blushed) Y-yes Young Mast- I mean...yes Ling. (she turned around and left to her room where she would get ready for the night).
(Later that night the party is thriving with guests around the dining hall sitting and mingling before dinner. The emperor's seat wa
Every time i look to you.Every time I look to youEvery time i look to you.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You're charming yet another
But every time I glance once more
My heart quietly flutters
Your smile it melts
My hardest resolve
And my foolish hopes
Soften the harshest of blows
Your eyes draw me in
An inescapable pool of light
I'm too weak to move on
Ill put up no fight
I remember how it felt,
To be safe in your arms
I crave it once more
To be shielded from harm
That time was so perfect
How did it go so wrong?
We could've been so good together
And our romance was young
Then you went away
Acted like nothing had happened
We all knew it did
But the memory's been flattened
I didn't see you for weeks
But when I saw you again
It was like you didn't know me
As if I was to blame
It's clear you've moved on
And I just can't let go
How did I come so close
Just to hear 'no'?
I talked to your friends
They told me your thoughts
You liked my body, they said
But my personality fell short
Really I shouldn't stand for it
I thought I knew better
To let a guy treat me like this
The Rose and ThornYou're like the blooming rose everyone wishes to hold.The Rose and Thorn4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must be the thorn that nobody dares to touch.
Can a rose and thorn make perfect harmony?
This small little thistle wishes to turn beautiful.
Maybe the perfect flower will help shine a path to love.
I shy away, yet you embrace my heart and soul.
The beautiful rose dared to touch a thorn.
And the thorn and rose became a beautiful pairing.
Sos'umptu In Her PietySos'umptu knelt on the marble floor of the Baenre chapel. She wore a plain black dress, her usual attire. Her black feet were bare, a gesture of piety in the chapel that she held sacred above else in Menzoberranzan. She had been in prayer for hours, beseeching Lolth to bless House Baenre and to raise the Drow race to new heights of glory. She meditated on the ways of the Spider Queen, seeing new depths to her theology and finding ever new insights into her mystery. This was her daily ritual. Not a day went by without Sos'umptu kneeling on the chapel floor to supplicate her goddess.Sos'umptu In Her Piety4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Other members of the Baenre house frequently joined her on that chapel floor, barefoot and demure before the statue of their goddess. No Drow in Menzoberranzan was permitted to neglect the worship of Lolth. Sos'umptu welcomed her sisters to join her in prayer to Lolth. Yet the priestess knew their motives. The other Drow did not love Lolth as she did. They beseeched the Spider Queen to grant them power, stre
Lovers of DarknessTash rose up out of Jadis' bed and pulled on a robe.Lovers of Darkness4 years ago in Drama More Like This
In his human form he looked like a handsome tarkaan of Calormen, with dark skin and a fine black beard. In Calormen itself, he had always appeared as a monstrous bird-like creature, like a vulture, but with a glorious plumage like a peacock. It was a necessary guise to terrify the superstitious Calormenes. The human appearance he had taken on was actually closer to his glorious celestial form, created in the image of the Emperor.
Jadis remained in the bed. The evil queen looked unusually calm and still. It was as though she was intoxicated by the pleasure he had given her. Over the last two weeks, the queen and the god had spent every night in passionate lovemaking.
Tash smiled at the thought of what a refreshing change his visit had been for Jadis. Narnia did not offer the queen much choice for lovers. Dwarfs, fauns and marshwiggles hardly had much appeal. Apparently Jadis had kept a long string of lovers when she had ruled the dead
Kaidan's RegretKaidan's Regret4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: Kaidan's Tales - Regret
Game: Mass Effect
Characters: Kaidan Alenko, Axiom Shepard
yesterday i died.ghosts are burning the edge of my vision.yesterday i died.5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i can feel the way they crowd and jumble, the way their fingers are pulling sticky fingers against my sanity and dragging me further and further into the rabbit hole of my insecurity. i can see them in the shadows at the base of my eyelids and feel their voices in the spaces between my vertebrae. they call me when i'm awake and they scream when i'm asleep and i claw at my face and i pull at my skin, but they burrow deeper and deeper still.
they quiet and stagnate, yet i can feel them in the dust that my feet unsettle as i walk forward. their faces are persistent and their mouths gaping open with the scent of decay bound like a cord around their flapping tongues. they are silent and knowing, touching my inner demons with a violating hand. they nod, they smile; they are smug. i hate them for this. they see the way my heart quivers in my chest and they stroke the trembling bones that it clacks against. they crack the silence and whisper, tell me o
Through the Blue-Green HazeI am always looking up. One arm is raised in an arc above my head and the other rests in a half circle down by my hips. My face is fixed in an expression of grace and a hint of pride. Straight hair falls around my shoulders and tiny sea creatures are carved onto its surface. My hips flow into the shapeless form of an elegant evening dress, replacing what could have been my legs.Through the Blue-Green Haze7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Colourful fish swim to and fro, startled by sudden movement and sound. They shimmer in the sun's light, casting tiny dancing patterns across the ocean. When they swim above my head all I can see are shadows. Dancing, twisting, turning shadows that play in this cool curtain of water.
Boats of all sorts float by, keeping the sun's rays from touching my skin. I see massive cargo ships that pass by in a cacophony of sound. I see sail boats that float by carried by a breeze. I see fishing trolleys with their hanging nets casting criss-cross shadows across the ocean floor. I see all this because I am always looking u
A Great Artist...A Great ArtistA Great Artist...10 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
A Great Artist is not someone who gets the Attention
It is not about the Shock and Awe
What really does it mean to be a great artist?
The Answer is within Every Person's Creations
Putting the most Effort into every piece of art
The Determination to never give up
To be Honest and Hard Working
Practice to amplify ones Ability
A great artists is more then Pencil and Paper
It takes Heart, Determination, and Pride
To put a whole being into the art
To work beyond the limits of what they were told
Taking time to give friendly Critique
Learning how to Improve Ones Skill
To be a part of the Community
To Be There when No One Else will
To help the Great Artists
There is a Community for them
The Community Offers to the unseen
That Community is UnseenArtists.
A Tarnished Cousland - 2A Tarnished Cousland - 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: A Tarnished Cousland Sweet 16
Game: Dragon Age
Characters: Tarnished Cousland, Nathaniel Howe, Ser Gilmore, Eleanore Cousland
Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all characters from it belong to Bioware.
Content Warning: Nudity Reference
Mind Games OHSHC Ch.23Mind Games OHSHC Ch.234 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
During that same day, after school (3:00 p.m.)
"Welcome back, My Lady." Ann said casually."How was school?"
I shrug my shoulders in reply while taking off my jacket and handing it to Ann. I casually walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of orange juice out from the fridge. Ann stood by the door, watching me intently while I went to a cabinet and grab myself a glass, and fill it with my drink. All the while, we didn't say anything, and it was dangerously awkward because she might suspect me of something.
"My Lord." Ann said suddenly.
And I was right.
"What is it?" I ask after taking a sip of orange juice, and putting the bottle back in the fridge. Ann was quiet for a moment while waiting for me to finish my drink. I stir the juice around the glass, and watching it intently. With the last sip, I set my empty glass near the sink and turn my full attention to her, and waited.
"I sense that there is something bothering you."
I flinch in reaction, and turn myself around to walk o
Dear little sister...dear little sister,Dear little sister...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just thought that you should know.
i smoke weed regularly
and i'd smoke cigarettes
(not for the nicotine)
just to have something
to do with my hands
but i'm afraid
that i may need
my lungs someday,
so i steal notebooks
from Wal-Mart and
the local dollar store
and write instead.
i get drunk on occasion
(my favourite drink is a Fuzzy Navel)
and i swear like a sailor.
i've tried drugs,
but i'm not hooked on any.
i have three tattoos
and two piercings,
and i like sex.
i don't go to church,
and i won't just blindly believe
in anything but love
(and maybe myself)
i just want you to know...
...i'm finally happy.
i'm proud of myself.
i like myself.
and it's taken me
a long time
to find this place.
wish you were here.
dazemushrooms and candles line smoky hallwaysdaze5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pheromones and dreams are the incense here
swirling fans and falling rain sing to the
night, as ivy curls around musty toys
and adele and anjulie duet
from crackling speakers lodged under books
glitter and pearls and a sun or two
float, cloud-like, in the far ceiling corners
colours invert and revert tactlessly
and my eyes, like in fever, grow heavy
and too hot, while ears pop and migraines roar
and I wake and sleep again and dream once
Lourdes of Loki - part 2 - The ClinicLourdes of Loki - part 2 - The Clinic4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My best friend Gaetania Sendari has a way with numbers. Especially those numbers which are related to sweet money. So I was soon hauling this smart, Italian lady on board, offering her partnership in my little business (which she of course gladly accepted) letting her to be the accountant and to make all the wheeling's and dealings when it came to starting up the clinic. Gaetania's connections with the mob (Her father Enrico is one of the most internationally powerful Don's) helped me to acquire a few other things I was needing as well, like a fake ID, making me 38 instead of 18 and forged diplomas from various medical universities in Italia, France and the States. Thus I became not Lourdes LeGrand, school dropout and spoilt heiress to some rich badass but DR Lourdes Thiery, expert and researcher of cosmetic surgery.
There was also this Italian doc who used to do nose jobs for Silvio Berlusconi's mistresses. He had gotten in trouble with the mafia earlier and then Gaetania h
So nothingI'm there whisperingSo nothing5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can't remember
The words, what I said
Away from this world
So harsh and so..
Merry Fricken ChristmasHello! Just a little mini-story that flew into my brain. It amused me, I hope it amuses you. Happy Holidays!Merry Fricken Christmas3 years ago in Humor More Like This
P.S. This does contain some mild swear words.
Dean leans on his shovel and stares into the grave he has just excavated. This is just too good. "Sammy! Get over here dude, you have GOT to check this out!" Dean watches his brother jog over to him and loves the look of surprise written all over Sam's face as he stares into the freshly dug hole, into the newly opened coffin.
Dean follows Sam's gaze, at the unearthed bones the Winchester brothers have come to burn. The bones in question, well, they seem to be wearing the distinctive threads of a typical paid by the hour mall Santa. Awesome. Dean points to the remains. "Ok Santa! The jig is up! Your days or years of terrorizing and harassing unsuspecting patrons at the local mega mall have come to an end!"
Sam just stands where he is, on the edge of the grave, without making even one comment. But Dean, well, he is on a roll and can ma