I can't change...I can't change who I loveI can't change...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't change who other people love
I can't change your opinion
I can't change what I said
I can't change what I did
I can't change what you said
I can't change what you did
I can't change how I feel
I can't change you
I can't change what I know
I can't change the things I saw
I can't change the things I heard
I can't change the situation
I can't change my heart
I can only change what I will do.
Sad you'll never by gayIf what I feel, what I know,Sad you'll never by gay8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
were fake, were untrue.
Then I wouldn't love you.
You wouldn't haunt me.
And cry as I might, through tears I shed.
I can not change you, make you love me.
So even the silent sobbs I drift to sleep with,
won't change a thing, as much as I want them to.
However... though I want you to know, I do not at the same time.
At risk of killing my emotional being.
For is it unjust to fear the thought of you becoming distant?
The thought that the truth would drive you away, as it would so many others?
So let my tears flow like the rivers of blood in my body.
Let me cry myself to sleep, and let my feelings be true.
I'll let you haunt me, as sad as it is to me.
It's sad that you will never love me.
Sad to me... that you'll never be gay.
OmOmOm8 years ago in Open More Like This
Om, it is the beginning and the end.
It is in everything.
You come into the world with it on your lips.
It's in your blood, even the drop innocently taken by a thorn of a rose.
You watch it in wonder as it silently falls to the ground.
It's in the leaves of a willow tree as it leans over a gently moving river lovingly caressing the water.
It's in the soft embrace of a loved one, late at night, gazing at the Moon.
Om, it is the beginning and the end.
It is in the Moon, a beautiful Goddess watching over Her children.
Her gaze filled with love and compassion.
It is in the Sun, a strong God proudly sharing His endless energy to His children.
It is in the Earth, who with a Mother's love, protects and nourishes Her sons and daughters.
Lie down; place your ear to Mother Earth's breast.
Listen… What do you hear?
Om, it is the beginning and the end.
It is in the Ocean, a harsh Goddess willing to share, but at times demands to take.
It's in the Sky, a caring God, His love for all is endless.
UndecidedI'm in love with a boyUndecided6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He's brilliant and brave
I'm in love with a girl
She's beauty and grave
My boy is in pursuit
All passion and fire
My girl is in wait
All ice and desire
He comes and dances
To taunt and tease
She stays and sighes
To pet and please
This boy plays a smile
For cheer and to raise
This girl hides a hurt
For fear and to gaze
I'm in love with a boy
He stolen my heart
I'm in love with a girl
She's my love from the start
Moann PokedexMoann Pokedex6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Moann: Land of the Dragons New Pokemon Pokedex
Just to keep track of what's been done
No. Type Link
1. Alichen Grass http://werepenguin.deviantart.com/art/Fakemon-Grass-Starter-Pokemon-128274209
2.Mossitor Grass/Dark http://werepenguin.deviantart.com/art/Fakemon-Grass-Starter-Pokemon-128274209
Dragon Age: Origins - LoveDragon Age: OriginsDragon Age: Origins - Love5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zevran Aranai/(Any gender) PC
Zevran ponders the meaning of love as he finally starts understanding just how love works.
What is this word that my Grey Warden seems able to use at almost anything of pleasure?
This word that seemingly can be as weak as an infant or as strong as the mightiest of dragons?
What is that?
My Grey Warden uses it for many things.
Claims of loving the forest, loving the rain. The times spent outside together, breathing the air (even as heavily scented by the smell of wet dog as it is) and wandering the forest, just talking and indulging in activities of love.
My Grey Warden also loves well-roasted boar-meat and the sweet wine introduced to us from the Tranquil mages in the Tower of Magi.
But what puzzles me is that my Grey Warden also claims to love me more than anything in this world. That I am the most important thing in the life my love lives and something that cannot be lost without inflicting my lover great pain.
And I th
paper-thinThe following story is a work of fiction. All events and inhabitants are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or supernatural, is entirely coincidental. Take my word for it: it's all made up. Never mind what the story says.paper-thin10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
ACT I; Scene 1
This is a true story. I have recorded everything as it happened and have neither added nor removed anything.
We open upon an opened home: imagine an apartment building minus the façade, like a doll-house, its rooms exposed for the divine female from beyond to reach inside and pose its plastic inhabitants in humorous situations. We do not see the little girl playing with her little world, but we can picture her: blond, of course, and pony-tailed, immersed in her own miniature play. She breathes life into those static toys and settles their fates between luncheon and dinner.
She is not malevolent.
Let us inspect the house again. Barbie and Ken have ne
The Expected Part 1 of 4—Preface—The Expected Part 1 of 411 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is a walnut.
The walnut has no name. Its Latin appellation, however, is juglans, short for jovis glans. Jovis is what Zeus was called when the Romans saw him and decided they wanted one of those too; glans means nuts. Jupiter's nuts. It is highly probable that, back when this name was chosen, people meant to say walnuts were nuts fit for the gods. Funny, what the evolution of language can do to nuts.
This walnut is lying on the wooden floor of a monastery, a monastery beautifully situated in the middle of a seemingly endless forest.
This is Friar Mattheus. In a moment, Friar Mattheus will step on the walnut, slip, fall down the stairs, and break two ribs. Friar Mattheus really likes walnuts. A little earlier, he was going to crack this one open and enjoy it. At that exact moment, he had a doubtlessly divine inspiration for a chorale praising his saint of choice. The ingenuity of this chorale's words was that they would only make
The Corrected Part 3 of 4—The Corrected—The Corrected Part 3 of 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"And it's 10:31pm. We have an update concerning the strange ball lightning sighted earlier today and how we believe it's connected to the storm. On that note, water levels—"
Jacob turned off the radio and unlocked the passenger side door.
"Get in! God, it's pouring."
Paul climbed in and instantly turned around to look out through the rear window.
"So, what's up? What can I—" Jacob began.
"Drive. Please. It doesn't matter where."
The rain pattered down on the plastic of Jacob's blinker, which now rhythmically informed no one else but the rain of Jacob's intention to rejoin the non-existent traffic.
"Fuck," Paul finally said, angry and exhausted. He rummaged through his coat pockets to produce a soaked pack of cigarettes. "Fuck," he repeated, this time merely exhausted. From a dashboard sticker, a bear smiled at him.
Jacob was driving very slowly. The tires of his station wagon worked their way through two fingers of rain water on the street.
"Do you know w
Bitterfeel that heavyBitter6 years ago in Typographical More Like This
deep in your chest
skin against skin
I -l o v e-
the soft bitter edge
lacing ~ your voice
f l u t t e r s
against my ear.
The Unexpected Part 2 of 4—The Unexpected—The Unexpected Part 2 of 411 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A decorative hardened-clay magnolia blossom, with the number 82 artfully worked into it, surrounded the door bell. Jessica pressed the yellow button and waited.
The exterior of the house was painted in an obnoxiously happy pink hue. The small garden surrounding the path from the fence to the door lay in a desolate state of disregard. Jessica checked the small piece of paper in her hand once more and then, shrugging her shoulders, crumpled it and replaced it into the hip pocket of her jeans.
"Who is it?" demanded a voice with a thick Russian accent through the door.
"Sergei Vasiliyevich Avdeyev?"
"Dat is highly unlikely."
"No, I mean, are you Sergei Vasiliyevich Avdeyev?"
After a moment's silence, the door was opened in an unsteady movement. It gave way to a most peculiar sight: a man in his late seventies, his white hair a riot of tangles. His eyes were covered by ancient welding goggles, his forearms by yellow rubber gloves. The rubber gloves, in turn,
The Resurrected Part 4 of 4—The Resurrected—The Resurrected Part 4 of 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In a place without time, close to 2005 AD
He makes a telephone in another place ring. He waits. Someone picks up.
"Hello Jacob, it's good to hear your voice."
Someone moves by, someone at a stage where it is hard to tell whether they are someone or something. It, whatever it is, wails and complains. He covers the mouthpiece of the receiver. Then continues.
"You sound tired, exhausted. I am sorry that I had to disturb you in your sleep."
"What with my funeral, yes."
The other end asks a question after a long silence.
"Not so good, Jacob. You have to help me. This place where I am has no sun."
* * *
Jacob, awake in bed, panting heavily. He thought of Miriam's hand. Of the sweet taste in his mouth. He wiped the sweat from his face and went back to sleep.
* * *
In a place without time, close to 2005 AD
He rises through the layers, separates from the slipstream below that pulls those inside it along and returns to them, for a frightful quasi-m
Is this pain or....It broke through my chest todayIs this pain or....6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Im still not sure what.
But I think I am dead
Or maybe just sad
If I let this pain go
Will it fly away and
Burn in the sun
Or just float above me till
I am gone
Will I feel this way forever
Or until I find a new anchor
Tell me now I want answers
I might go crazy the pain
It feels like my chest is being
They said a broken heart stings
But mine feels like its been crushed
Smashed and blown into the wind
Maybe its just me I am a freak
thats what I say
I think I will just keep walking
And let everything pop in the sun
Maybe then I can truly feel good
But I will never know
Black Hole MadnessA swirling darkness in the skyBlack Hole Madness5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A thousand voices start to cry
All the world's tears sink the streets
To bring a smile out of me
The falling sky shall hold no fear
As it wipes away all the years
My nightmares already came true
Turned light blue to lightless hue
Those thousand cries; enjoy your screams
So her white dress won't haunt my dreams
Because ever since she left I died
The sky simply reflects inside
A small place in the Sun Ch1A small place in the Sun Ch16 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A small place in the Sun
George Grant sighed as he sat in his command chair in the pilot house of his ship, the Antelope. He idly scanned the various screens in front of him. His GPS, the two radar screens, and then checked the instruments reading out the engine temperature, the oil, and the fuel levels. It was late into his night shift , and he was alone. He wasn't tired, just lonely up there looking out into the darkness of the night on a fairly calm sea. Four hours on and eight hours off. He envied his four companions, at least they took their watches in pairs of two. Still, it was quiet and he could think about what was awaiting them at the end of this strange voyage. Strange is putting it mildly. He said aloud to himself as the thought struck him. He shook his head, took another sip of the now cold coffee in his cup and starte
Potty-RothPotty-RothPotty-Roth3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Author: The Magic Rat
Pairing: Zack/Sephiroth, Angeal/Genesis.
Warnings: Naked baby-butt and Turk abuse.
Word Count: 1680
Website Ex Libris: http://www.winter-wood.net/ex-libris/index.html
Live Journal: http://delaese.livejournal.com/profile
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Disclaimer: All Final Fantasy Seven characters, places and situations are the property of Square Soft/Square Enix and are used without permission and without intent of plagiarism or profit. Copyright for all stories and original characters is with the author, and may not be published, copied, distributed or archived without the author's prior written consent.
Summary: All great Turks start with humble duties
Author's notes: Rabid Tiger Universe.
deepest_dawn wrote: "....I have a random question in relation to this poll....Who, precisely, trained Sephiroth? Because you KNOW Hojo was not about to get anywhere near that.
The Bones of the EarthAfter the war ended and Gimli and I traveled to those places we had promised one another to visit, we then, not yet tired of roving, resolved to go east past the mountains of Mordor and explore those wild lands. There we encountered orcs and goblins aplenty, slaying them as we found them and so doing our duty to make the world more hospitable. Thus we justified our rambling even knowing that our parents and our people were wondering when we'd return to our responsibilities.The Bones of the Earth2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As our path took us further and further from home, we talked of ourselves and our people, sharing stories and trading words in each of our languages until we could almost understand one another, except that Gimli complained that all elvish ran together and he could never tell where one word ended and the other began. By the time we reached the mountains far to the east and south, beyond the great desert, I was sure that I'd learned almost everything there was to know about him. I was to find such was not the
Cereal KillerCereal KillerCereal Killer7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Born upon the darkest of days
Two unsuspecting parents were chosen
They were good people at heart
But performed devious deeds in the most evil of ways
The mother had been pregnant before, a dead dozen
And the stress of losing each one nearly ripped them apart
The black thunderous clouds closed in above the old hospital
Lightning crashed and struck trees and burnt down an orphanage
The stench of death was high in the murky air
Deep within her scarred womb a mystery of doom would not settle
Twisting and turning, ripping and tearing the womb with bloody carnage
Her mind burned with pain and her eyes gave off a grave empty stare
Born upon the darkest of days
A child was born unto this unforgivable earth
The mothers blood spewed over the doctor and drenched the cold rooms floor
Her screaming scorched everyones ears and children were pushed away
It was so very painful, but finally she gave birth
And the world would be without any peace anymore
Black WeddingTitle: Black WeddingBlack Wedding1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: CloudxYazoo (!)
Rating: insane, mentions of mpreg
Summary: What would you do for world peace, Cloud?
A/N: I blame this on :iconkornaxon: who would really loooooove seeing Cloud and Yazoo tie the matrimonial bonds!
”I am sorry Cloud, but Jenova drives a really hard deal. This was the best she and Aerith could work out, one Goddess to another.” Tifa tried to ease the blow for Cloud. “And really, it’s not that high a price to pay for world peace, is it?”
“But….” Cloud tried, still stunned.
“It is a very old tradition after all, to make peace between two warring factions.”
“And Aerith managed to make it Yazoo. You really could have done worse there, trust me.”
“I mean, sure the Thanksgiving dinners will be awkward as Hell and you will have a manipulative, tentacle space alien for a mother-in-law, but hon
RebirthTitle: RebirthRebirth2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: none, Cloud centered
Rating: cute and worksafe
Summary: Cloud finds two familiar pets. Or maybe they find him.
"Sorry little friend. This one is mine." Gently but firmly Cloud nudged the big dog aside with his knee and took another bite of his hotdog. His stomach grumbled with hunger and the hotdog was just as he liked it; hot and spicy and covered with onions and ketchup. Shiva knew where Midgar street vendors even got meat for their hotdogs these days but it was just the thing after a long day of deliveries.
A whine and a scratch at his leg made him look down again. Huge, liquid blue eyes stared up at him. The dog pawed at his leg again, whining and licking its chops. It was a big dog, huge even, with a ragged black fur and the signs of a hard life on the street apparent in a few scars but it didn't seem aggressive. The bushy tail wagged and the almost exaggerated behaviour made it look like a puppy. If it was a puppy, then Cloud feared to s
KotOR: ObsessedYou know you're obsessed with KotOR when...KotOR: Obsessed7 years ago in Humor More Like This
- You type [Awareness] and/or [Force Persuade] before your reply on MSN or AIM.
- You expect your computer to ask you for computer spikes.
- When there's a fire drill at school, you tell everyone: "It's okay! Trask will come in and help us!", then wonder why you're attracting funny looks.
- When one of your friends is running madly and all of your other friends are screaming "RUN, FORREST, RUN!", you have the overwhelming urge to scream out "RUN, HENDAR, RUN!"
- When you go up to someone you remind yourself to save so you can reload incase you use the wrong dialogue option... and then you remember that you're not playing the game.
- When you play games in which you can make your own character, you name them Revan, Carth, Bastila etc.
- You refer to your phone as a 'comlink'.
- You use words like frack, schutta and nerf-
Shave and a haircutTitle: Shave and a haircutShave and a haircut6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Summary: Vincent has some peculiar, old fashioned ideas, and he wont take no for an answer.
Authors note: This got longer than I expected. Hope you will all bear with me!
Dedicated to: Ani_mama as part of a trade. Thank you so much, dear!
Ummm .Vince? What are ya doin with that knife? Cid looked up from his teacup a bit worried as a very determined Vincent Valentine entered the kitchen. There was a long and very wicked-looking blade in his hand.
Its not a knife, chief, its a razor. Vincent crossed his arms over his chest. The razor blade flashed wickedly in the early sunlight. Ever heard of it?
Whats that supposed ta mean? I shave every day! Cid scrambled out of his chair and started backing away as Vincent bore down on him, a determined look on his face.
No, you dont. You hold that elect
The Road Less Traveled Ch. 1Sakuras thoughtsThe Road Less Traveled Ch. 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inner Sakuras thoughts</b>
Sakura hated traveling through the forest; shed traversed through the trees countless times, and dodging awkward branches and other obstacles had become second nature long ago.
The good thing about that, however, was that it gave her time to think about the upcoming task. It was pretty simple, as missions went: locate and retrieve a rare scroll while making sure that it didnt fall into enemy hands. The only thing that made it complicated was him.
Sakura glanced at her teammate, the infamous Uchiha Sasuke.
About six months ago, he had returned to Konoha with his team in tow, requesting a formal pardon and permission to return to the home hed abandoned as a child. Tsunade-sama let him return to Konoha, albeit reluctantly.[Privately, Sakura thought it had more than a little t
Rained Love Part 2Sakura shot up in bed with cold sweat clinging to her forehead. Her breathing hard and deep, the type of breathing that you only get from a nightmare that you wouldn't want to relive. The dream seemed like a distant memory but why did it feel so real to her? Her breathing finally calmed as her ears picked up on the calm sounds around her. The tapping of heavy rain over metal rooftops now could be heard and the gentle winds danced lightly on her windows. Jade eyes slowly gazed out the black windows to see the many neon lights of Amegakure, the Land of Rain, a city that seemed to never sleep, but always live, even in the shadows of nighttime. A sigh slowly escaped her lips as her eyes softened sensing the tranquil of the room about her. A gentle shift of movement was heard next to her. She turned her head to see the causer of the noise. Tired eyes gazed over the other occupant of the bed, lingering slightly on his sleeping form.Rained Love Part 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A small smile played on he