Cheshire Cat-Pandora HeartsCheshire Cat-Pandora Hearts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes the color of crimson
Clothes black like nightingales
Chalky white skin
With disinterested gaze
Hair dark blood and disarray
Claws covered with malice
The kitty smells evil bringers
To hurt its lost master
The calm but volatile cat
Protects its masters harsh memories
From the master herself
But you job is done
Go to sleep
And perish within your maze
Made by the Abyss
Lesbian love...I look into your glittering eyes,Lesbian love...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I see the reflection of everything I am.
I think about you often,
and I wonder what you think about.
I wonder what you like & don't.
Each time I see you again, I can't breathe.
You make me speechless and I want to stay in your eyes forever.
When I cannot speak words,
you simply give me a perfect, brilliant smile,
and yet again,
I am breathless.
From the first moment I saw you,
I knew that there was something different about you.
Your beauty shocks me,
I fall down in surprise.
I can't believe you're in my life.
Something so delicate,
yet so far away.
Something so beautiful,
but hidden away.
The reason I feel this way,
there's no rational explaination.
I don't understand it.
All I really know is I feel so much for you,
and I hope you will too.
-ERROR - English TranslyricsTranslyrics by JoyDreamer-ERROR - English Translyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can you see the tears I cry? Slowly falling from my eye
Blurring all the colors of living
Why did you leave me standing alone to drown?
I'm calling and I am falling down
This blue and red and white is just blurring in my sight
I am shouting from the world here inside me
I am not really sure what I'm looking for
I'm tired chasing to comprehend
I'm wondering when it will end?
Am I breaking down again?
I am breaking just like then!
But I want to know that I am breathing, I'm breathing
I wonder if I just saw you
I am dreaming hoping for something new
The words are stuck that you stand for - ERROR
On a distant day I see light swaying away
And it's overflowing up in the high sky
Can you decide and tell me, what is your choice?
My tears are welling up by your voice
The consciousness is floating by
Melting all I feel and I see the world inside me get blurry
What are you standing there and comparing to?
I'm sad, I'm fai
NipponThe cherry blossomsNippon2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
are always expectant
before an atomic explosion.
Silent Hearts Ch.1Chapter oneSilent Hearts Ch.16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disovering a New World
Vexen and Marluxia were out on a scouting mission to find worlds with a high content of hearts to harvest.Nobodies were becoming scarce after the big fight with the Keyblade Master.Sora nearly destoyed all of the Organization members and had disappeared after rescuing Kairi from the Castle Oblivion.Marluxia had found a world unlike any ever discovered.He had sent Zexion there to check it out.However, they had yet to recive any information on this world, and decided to scout once more.
"So, Marly, when should we expect Zexion to return?" Vexen sneered at the pink haired assasin.
"Shut up.I'm going there to pick him up.He never takes this long...I figure he m
PH:BxS:Too Cute For an IdiotBright and wide-eyed, coral pink lower lip dabbing out in displeasure, and faint brushes of a rosy red adorning her cheeks was the image of his young mistress that Break smiled at so pleasantly. "Come now, Miss Sharon, there's really no need for such a fuss from a young lady like yourself."PH:BxS:Too Cute For an Idiot6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The 'young lady' in question scrunched up her tiny nose in distraught, and with a slight annoyance said, "You're at fault, and you know it. Don't scrutinize me because I appear as such a child." She may have been twenty-three in technical terms, but of course those years had yet to catch up with her mentally in their entirety, not that she'd ever openly let Break say so.
"Oh?" Break's remaining scarlet eye crinkled closed slowly, and opened at the same pace as his grin grew soft, chin resting lazily on his hands as he leaned across the table. "I could not possibly be the one to blame here." Comically, he poked Emily, "Right? Miss Sharon's just being mean!" The doll agreed wholeheartedly.
The pout on
Distracting Thoughts1:04Distracting Thoughts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why are you texting me?
You're thinking. It's distracting.
And you can't just tell me? I'm right here.
True. But given the nature of your thoughts I doubt you would appreciate me saying anything aloud.
That's unusually considerate of you.
Not really. You simply become difficult when you're embarrassed.
And what makes you think the nature of my thoughts are embarrassing?
Well I doubt low lighting is responsible for your pupil dilation.
I can't help it that you're sexy when you're deducing stuff.
You think I'm sexy?
I do and you know it.
True. Still nice to hear.
Is that anyway to speak to your Exception?
Lestrade is giving us weird looks.
Of course he is. We're texting each other despite the fact that we're within earshot.
Maybe we should stop.
Why? I'm enjoying this.
You're here to solve a crime
Spirited AwaySpirited Away4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Kindred aka DarkSiderMoments
*Sorry for any bad spelling for grammar*
Chihiro stood facing the group of people coming to shake her hand and to say sorry for her lost, three days straight saying sorry bring her food that involved egg or jelly of sorts as hurt and as sad she was she put on a brave face holding back the tears, she still hurt from car crash, cuts and bruise lay across her body, "Oh Chihiro I am so so sorry my dear girl what are you going to do with this house?" asked a friends of her mother who has been trying to sell their home since they moved in 8 years ago when she was 10, Chihiro looked at her and took a deep breath before saying
"I am going to stay in this house as long as I want and I am not going to sell it seem it is mine!" she said walking away from her.
As she waited for people to leave her house after the wake that she didn't even want, she looked around the empty house listen to it settle creaki
Star Trek: Sigils and Unions--Flash2371—The Time of the Maquis Uprising—24 hours remainingStar Trek: Sigils and Unions--Flash3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The 2305-series Starfleet Type-I hand phaser lay in pieces on the sixteen-year-old human boy’s desk. His dad had managed to hide the old weapon from the Cardassians when they’d beamed down for their first ‘security sweeps,’ but he hadn’t exactly managed to hide it from his own son. Hadn’t even noticed his prized phaser had been gone for three days already.
It baffled the boy, as he installed the beam collimator he’d managed to scrounge up, how his father could complain about the Federation as they abandoned their people to politics, how he could complain about the Cardassian jackboots and do nothing about it. He couldn’t even be bothered to tuck tail and run when the Cardies took over, let alone stand up and fight like the Maquis were doing.
And now, the boy marveled as he clicked in a power cell he
i.ii childhood dreamsthis is of the child:i.ii childhood dreams6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as the sun declines its right to own the sky,
his orbits are no longer bound
by all the exits underlined;
he is off and seeing edifices ache
for a response, for just a taste.
he is off then, but the glow is brighter still
from radiating windowsills;
by the by he exits one
created luminescent town
as more enlightened buildings overrun.
as the brightness of the spires overtakes,
he delights in cherished knowledge
by the garden by the lakes;
he is often seen discoursing
with the glory of the morning.
he is off, then all the architecture ends
as sun rays over Prairies bend;
by the time the night has perished
he's peering over the window ledge
as dreamlight is replaced with sunlight garish.
I was gravity.forgive me.I was gravity.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I confined you;
my intents were buckles and my dreams
about your winged ankles
saving you from flight,
but I was obviously simple:
I spoke syllables my mind
could never rhyme.
(although I hastened with
the puzzle pieces;
heaven knows I tried
in the frame we keep inside
but o, the brightness
of your moments are poetic
to present yourself in valiant arcs
and sweeping escalations
with a heart that hurts
behind the signs of peace
while my child eyelids shielded
me from talent stark and ageless
you were perfect,
higher even than
lunging ever after jugulars;
with my limits and humanity
and hatreds never ceases.
at your legacy of awe-inspired
the start of something wonder-bound
and freed from all containment)
please forgive me, I had turned aside
as you pulled out the fangs,
but now I notice that the sharpness
in my mouth is much the same.
Dream Come True"Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck FUCK!"Dream Come True4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I threw my pencil across the room. It hit the wall and fell on the floor, breaking the lead. WHY THE HELL did I have to make everything harder? After all, except for the fact that he was the most gorgeous, sexy, cute and kind man on earth, there was absolutely no point in loving him. My band mate. My best friend! Hell, this was killing me.
"Frank?" he stuck his head through the kitchen door. Shit, what's he doing here? Oh, yeah, I had totally forgotten the guy attacks the fridge in the middle of the night. "Something wrong?"
"Well, yeah It's just Y'know It's nothing."
He made a face and walked through the room. He sat on the back of the couch, facing me. I dropped my head; I couldn't look him in the eyes. Oh, great, I'm such a lost case. Pathetic.
"C'mon, Frankie-boy What is it?" Well, y'know It's just that I was thinking I love you so much and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you Yeah, stuff like t
Fated I see you lying in your bunk, completely lost in your own thoughts. You're so beautiful it hurts. I want to sneak in there with you and hug you and bury my face on the crook of your neck. I want to feel safe in your arms; I miss how the butterflies in my stomach won't stop when I'm around you. You have no idea just how peaceful you make me feel, like nothing can ever take away my happiness when I'm with you.Fated4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just the thought of you makes me want to live, your presence lights my world on fire, everything's perfect around you. And when you kiss me on stage oh, when you do that I go to the moon and back, I see stars, I feel my stomach do back flips and my heart skip beats. And the great tingling sensation that fills my body is simply amazing and unique; you're the only one who's ever made me feel like this.
But. There's always a "but". You said you do it to piss people off. And you told me directly to my face, looking deep into my eyes,
Childhood of a Serial KillerAt age three, he discovered wax. He stuck his fingers in the flame of a candle at his birthday party, and poked the wax until it scalded his finger and formed a white crown on his fingertip. Two days later, I caught him pouring wax on the cat.Childhood of a Serial Killer6 years ago in Horror More Like This
When he was six, he took his neighbor's pet frog and put it in a tray. He filled the tray with water to make sure the frog didn't dry out, then he put a lid on the tray to make sure the frog didn't escape. Then he put the tray in the freezer for a week. He also did this with his sister's pet fish, his uncle's pet rat, and a butterfly he found in the garden.
When he was eight, he went over to a friend's house and seemed to take a special interest in their dog. After he left, they noticed it was missing. They found it a day later, all of its fur pulled out, having gone through the drying cycle in their washing machine eight times.
When he was ten, he took one of his grandpa's hunting traps and caught a raccoon. He couldn't figure out how to open th
Always - RayrardI've been here before a few timesAlways - Rayrard4 years ago in Romance More Like This
And I'm quite aware we're dying
And your hands they shake with goodbyes
And I'll take you back if you'd have me
Ray's head leaned against the smooth hotel room wall, his hands placed on the cream, patterned wallpaper as a sigh escaped over his lips. He squeezed his eyes tight shut, trying to forget everything trying to forget yet another fight with Gerard.
He knew it had been coming; that big fight that would probably put their entire relationship at stake. Something not important, something so insignificant they'd probably laugh about it in ten year's time
However, Ray couldn't wait for ten years to get over this. He wanted to get over it now. Already, he was missing Gerard and the man he had fought with was not ten feet away in the hotel room next to his, probably fuming and throwing things around in a rage, probably drinking.
He was clean he's stressed now, maybe he'll break.
Ray refused to believe it, but the
Novel ExtractNovel Extract4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The thing is, it's never going to be just a kiss for me ,
A simple touch from you can burn right through me,
So to leave now, and face the awkwardness of tomorrow is better than
A life time of picking up the thousands of pieces my heart if I stay,
You bring me nearer,
Brush my cheek,
Whisper in my ear,
And I feel the tear,
The tear that will lead me to my down fall,
The world slows down,
I see my reflection in her eyes,
And I can only wonder,
Does she see hers in mine?
Pulling my fingers away from her neck,
I tremble, for I know I'm lost
Lost in this candle lit room
Feeling the darkness close around me
And the light, a golden cloak that surrounds her
Where I am cold,
She is warm.
As I have been fated death
She has been gifted life.
And so, we move on, the passing slow,
Love won't be forever more.
Here In Your Arms.I woke up to the sound of rain pitter pattering on the roof. I tried to get up out of the bed I was laying in, but two arms clung around my waist. I traced those two pale arms to its owner, a mop headed Gerard. He was fast asleep, lids shut and mouth open. His black hair was strewn across his head and face, masking his beautiful features. The darkness of his hair contrasted his pale skin. Avoiding waking him up, I pulled a few of his sleek ebony strands away from his face. I watched him breathe at a steady pace. I smiled at the sight of him, taking everything of him in and sighed quietly.Here In Your Arms.4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I wasn't a creeper; I was just admiring his beauty for the umpteenth time.
I finally got up, threw on some clothes and decided to take a small walk. I grabbed piece of paper, a pen, and scribbled Gerard a note:
Went out for a quick walk. Be back soon.
A Coward's HeartWere confidence placed in boundless joyA Coward's Heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and night airs sweetly scented
dancing to a rhythm band
reveling in senses,
hopeful heart's desire
would ease my
For sparrow I had kenned her,
dreaming tender love;
yet she a raptor
- nothing taming;
matched in kind.
A coward's heart I grimly bear -
from peace estranged;
this blighted soul
For giddy love
- within my grasp,
it's sensual clamor bending;
now felled by fear,
then ravaged there,
and cast adrift
After The Storm-Frerard-EndGerard almost flew around in his apartment. He didn't mind thunderstorms, but he knew Frank did. Frank hated them, 'cause they scared him. Poor Frank, he was all alone.After The Storm-Frerard-End4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gerard ran out to the hallway, put his phone in the left pocket of his leatherjacket, then ran into the livingroom, grabbing the jeans which laid on the sofa. Quickly he put them on, ran into the bedroom and grabbed his bag and car keys.
He entered the hallway again, putting on shoes and jacket. Before he went outside, he shut the lamp in the hall.
Gerard ran down the stairs, thinking 'bout Frankie the whole time. He wished he hadn't left Franks house yesterday. If he hadn't done that, he would be with Frank right now, to keep him safe in his arms. Safe from the fear of thunder.
He opened the big door to the building and went outside. The rain rougly hit him, i hurt. But he didn't care, an umbrella would be to dangerous to use right now, and to go out in this thunder was already a huge risk.
Gerard drove towards Frank
Dance: FrerardFrank pushes a note in front of me.Dance: Frerard4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gee come to my place before the dance yeah?
I wrote a sloppy reply while our teacher wasn't looking.
Frank smiled and shoved the note into his planner. He turned his attention back to the screen where Bear Grylls was eating goat testicles.
The bell rang and I rushed out of the classroom, heading to my locker. All the way through the hallway you could hear the preppy girls say things like, "My hairdresser is adding blonde highlights!" or "I can't wait to get my dress on!" Then you heard the non-preppy girls saying tuff like, "I can't wait until this is all over." Or "I'd love to rip out all the hair on her head."
The guys, they weren't interesting. They just talked like guys, no dance on their minds.
"Hey bro!" my brother said when I got to my locker, which was right next to his.
"Act a little more excited!"
I raised an eyebrow, "Um why?"
"Dude tonight's the dance."
"And why should I be excited?"
He glared at me. "