Chant d'Oree, partie 2.1 Il était arrivé dans le village il y a à peine une heure ou deux, et pourtant il devait déjà passer à l'action Même pas de repos possible, ça l'énervait. C'était déjà pas facile de lutter contre les siens dans des circonstances normales, alors quand une magie shamanique s'y mêlait, ça pouvait rendre les choses très difficiles.Chant d'Oree, partie 2.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rapidement, il sortit de ses affaires de voyage un ensemble bien trop ample pour lui sous cette forme actuelle, et monta à l'étage. L'odeur mortuaire y était toujours présente, mais moins renforcée que dans le salon à son arrivée. Il se rendit dans une pièce, apparemment une chambre, avec une fenêtre qui devait donner sur la place de Chant d'Orée. Il se changea avec les habits préalablement pris, puis entrouvrit discrètement la fenêtre, suffisamment pour laisser la pâle lueur de
Moi, un loup-garou? Chapitre 1 (2e Version)Tome 1 : L'Orbe d'EtnaMoi, un loup-garou? Chapitre 1 (2e Version)5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapitre 1: La morsure
Accroupi sur le rebord d'un immeuble, les mains croisées, j'attends. Il fait nuit noire et une pluie torrentielle vient arroser la ville. Malgré l'épaisseur des nuages, la lumière argentée de la pleine lune reste visible. Les gouttes de pluie viennent frapper mes vêtements, ruissellent jusqu'à mes mains puis tombent dans le vide avant d'éclater contre le sol quelques dizaines de mètres plus bas... Ce que j'attends, je ne le sais pas, mais à quoi je pense, ça en revanche, je peux vous le raconter. Je pense au passé et plus exactement à l'époque où j'étais un banal humain.
C'était il y a quelques années, mes parents avaient décidé de m'envoyer en colonie de vacances. Le jour du départ, mes parents m'avaient emmené au point de rendez-vous où le car m'attendait. Je savais que trois de mes amis allaient dans la même
Special Infected: The ClickerSpecial Infected: The Clicker3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Clicker is a Special Infected with a mutation that granted them speed, agility and flexibility. Their main role is to trap survivors in a thick black "slime" to allow other Special Infected to attack.
Abilities: Able to climb and jump off of flat surfaces, spew a thick black liquid that traps survivors, quickly run on all fours.
Attacks: Spewing, Clawing, Biting
Nicknames: Clicking one, Hissy, Spiny dude, Hissy cat, Spewing guy, Wimp, Scaredy cat.
Male height: 4'8 *on all fours*
Female Height: 4'6 *on all fours*
The Clicker wears what seems to be a long sleeved shirt with the arms of the sleeves torn off. Female Clickers have the sleeves around the wrists torn off. They are also wearing Black sweatpants or Black jeans that are torn. Females have their pants torn above the knees. Clickers have dark hair ranging from Black to Brown. Both genders of the Clicker wear metal cuffs around their wrists but the females have only one cuff on her right wrist. Fem
Protective Bro's and American Cowboys (x reader) 2Protective Bro's and American Cowboys (x reader) 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The clatter and spillage of the warm liquid that was once being drunk by Arthur went unheard. As went the noise you made when you almost tripped over your own feet.
Both you and a certain Englishmen stared at the uncharacteristically serious American sitting in front of you.
After a few seconds of silence, you chuckled nervously.
"H-hey Alfie, don't joke about something li-"
"I'm serious." Alfred stated, still staring down your brother, who was merely staring back, bemused. You blushed red and started fiddling with your fingers.
"R-really?" You asked tentatively. Your small voice drew the attention of Alfred, who broke his gaze from Arthur's to meet your hopeful and shy one. You blushed even harder at the intensity of his eyes.
"Really." He smiled, standing up and taking your hands in his. "Will you let me be your hero?"
Even though it was probably impossible, you face flushed even darker. You grinned happily, letting go of Alfred's hands and pulling him into a bear hug.
"Oh Al, I-"
Clobber girl vs Drake part 3Clobber girl got to the foot of the mountain and started to climb it. It took about 20 minutes before she saw a hidden base located inside a cave. Clobber girl went in. She sneaked down a corridor and suddenly heard Drakes voice. Finally! he said standing in front of a big machine The signal is being sent out and soon everyone will be under my control Not if I can help it! Clobber girl said and walked towards him. Ahh! Clobber girl. Somehow Im not surprised that youre safe. I guess Im going to have to tie you up again. Boundus! Drake shouted and a big blue robot came into the room. This is my latest invention. Tie her up! he said and the robot attacked Clobber girl. It threw some rope at her but Clobber girl ducked and came running towards it. She punched it but got no result. Aoow! That hurts without powers she said. The robot then grabbed her ankles and mummified her from neck tClobber girl vs Drake part 37 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
England x Reader: Gaining AffectionsEngland x Reader: Gaining Affections2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"HEEEYYYY! ___________ !" A loud voice sounded from down the school hall. You groaned, spinning around in annoyance.
"Gilbert, what a pleasant surprise." You muttered sarcastically.
Ever since you had turned him down a month ago, he just wouldn't leave you alone. It seemed that he took every second he could as an opertunity to find out who could have possibly surpassed his "pure awesomeness" in gaining your affections. Today was apparently no different.
"Soo, are you going to tell me you the lucky guy is?~" He stated slyly, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest. You wriggled out of his grip, blushing.
"Honestly Gil, don't you have anything better to do with your life? Like, annoying Ludwig?" You asked, taking a step back.
"Nuh uh~ You're way too much fun!" He yelled, much too loudly for your likening. He then proceeded to bear hug you again, causing lack of oxygen on your part.
"Anyways" He chuckled "The awesome me needs to figure this out! Who is it who is
SoonSoon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm, throbbing life
Two pairs of lips
One's words, another's tears
'Til a kick rewards
Their loving fantasy
"I am here," she is saying
Saying what only God can hear
Because she can't speak the words
Wallpaper for fairies
A work of art dangles
Laughing eyes to gaze
Two pairs of lips
Share a kiss for remembrance
A kick punctuates
She cannot speak, your angel
But she knows
She is watching you
Smell of morphine
Unpleasant, but they forget
Past the tangle of
Tubes and beats and ticks
They are smiling
These screams are nothing
These tears are nothing
The soul draws breath
And a cry echoes
Open now, to hold
Someone she always knew
A baby's thoughts are so beautiful
Thinking what only God can hear
Because she can't say your name
Free FallFree FallFree Fall3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thoughts swirling in my head
Pushing me to the edge
So far to the edge
I feel like jumping, jumping into the abyss
Swimming, flying, not dying but a deep sleep
Maybe eventually I would wake
But, I just want to jump
A free fall into an
Until I fall
I want to feel the rush of falling
The wind in my hair
The problem is
I would die if I jump and I'm not ready for that.
chapter nine of the shadows to comechapter nine of the shadows to come3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That night I lay in my bed afraid to move.
"Hey Ella you asleep" I hear a voice above me it must be Nathan.
"Nathan?" I ask
"Oh hi, I didn't expect you" I say.
"Oh yeah who did you expect?" he says leaning his head over the bed.
"Me of course" I hear Isaac from across the room.
"What Isaac you're awake" I say.
"Of course Ella, would you like me to come over" he says.
I don't answer because I do want someone I trust to come and tell me it will be okay, like Linus did when my hamster died in 5th grade
"Is this close enough for you" I feel the warmth of Isaac's hand on my shoulder.
"I can do that" Nathan says.
"Sh go to sleep Nathan" Isaac say putting a hand on Nathans mouth, Nathan just mumbles something and rolls over.
Isaac sits on the floor and starts running his fingers through my hair just like my dad did when I would have nightmares, it's funny that I actually let him sit there and I didn't punch him in the nose or something because the on
VOTRE OEIL EST RESTE ETRANGERMes larmes que nul au monde n'a vusVOTRE OEIL EST RESTE ETRANGER4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mes pleurs que personne n'a séchés
C'est le désespoir qui les a créés
J'aurais voulu vous les montrer
Mais votre il est resté étranger
Ma souffrance, vous la connaissez
Seulement par des mots distillés
Je ne vous dirais plus mes pensées
Chaque fois la douleur est plus dure à porter
A Rainbow of Love Uta no Prince-SamaXReaderA Rainbow of Love Uta no Prince-SamaXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"The beating of a heart is the first source of music!"
-Shining Saotome, Uta no Prince-Sama (Seven-colored Compass)
Are you ready ?
Are you ready ?
Are you ready ?
Are you ready ?
Are you ready ?
Are you ready ?
~ Otoya IttokiXReader
A strong gust of wind caused bright green vivid grass to dance along to a silent song you couldn't hear. The bright blue sky and few white clouds, and the few clouds in the sky had the fluffy appearance of a cotton ball and flew slowly through the sky. You placed your headphones gently over your ears as you pulled out a piece of paper, placing it against your folder for a hard surface. A smile spread across your face as you stared down at the sheet of paper, trying to come up with some lyrics for the song your partner had written. You currently attended a different school from your best friend Otoya who was also planning to go into the music career with his fr
Moi, un loup-garou? chapitre 6Moi un loup-garou?Moi, un loup-garou? chapitre 65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapitre 6: Mort d'êtres chers
Je savais où était un des fragments d'Etna, il ne me restais plus qu'a le trouver et le détruire.
Je courus vers Zevran:
_Je l'ai trouvé!
_L'emplacement d'un des fragments d'Etna.
_ Je pense qu'il est dans le bois de Kéroual!
_ Tu es sérieux?
_ Alors je te souhaite bonne chance pour le trouver.
Entrant dans la forêt, je regardais tous les arbres pour voir si le signe des assassins y figurait. J'ai vu de nombreux marroniers, châtaigniers et autres arbres mais sans résultat. Quand, enfin, après plusieurs heures de recherche intensive, je trouvais enfin le symbole gravé sur un chêne bicentenaire dont la vielle écorce était noire. J'éxaminais l'arbre dans les moindres détails mais je ne trouvais rien qui ressemble à un fragment... Je grimpais en heut de l'arbre et je pus remarquer
Lucemon's HellfireLucemon: Beata MariaLucemon's Hellfire4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
You know I am so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowed
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see him dancing there?
Why his smouldering eyes still scorch my soul?
I see him, I feel him
The sun caught in his golden hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
This fire in my skin
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault!
RK: Mea culpa
Lucemon: I'm not to blame!
RN: Mea culpa
Lucemon: It is the angel boy!
The fiend who sent this flame!
RK: Mea maxima culpa
Lucemon: It's not my fault!
RK: Mea culpa
Lucemon: If in my plan
RK: Mea culpa
Lucemon: Why did I make the devil so much stronger than a man?
RK: Mea maxima culpa
Protect me, Maria
Don't let this angel cast his spell
Don't let his fire sire my flesh and bone
And let him taste the fires of hell
Or else let him be mine and mine alone
Now T.K., it's your
my saviorMy world was full of darkness,my savior2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dark was all I knew,
There was nothing else I could do,
Then you came along,
My angel, My savior,
And lit up my world,
You showed me how to love,
And how to feel...
Tell you?My heart skips a beatTell you?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when I think of your laughter
My insides feel warm
when I think of your eyes
I cannot perceive
when this has happened
I will not explain
cause it feels really nice
I don't understand
how I could fall into darkness
I will not pretend
I can climb up this hole
Whenever I see you
my eyes fill with passion
Whenever I dream
I have lost all control
I've kissed you already
but not in real life
I've loved you since always
didn't have to think twice
I feel giggly and stupid
cause it's so wrong to feel this
I feel guilty and na´ve
'cause you are not mine
What can I do now
do I let it all go?
Do I tell you my feelings
or let them silently grow?
Is it too late for us now
or is it not our time yet?
But if I do not act on it
is it something I'll always regret?
I wish I could tell you
and talk to your pretty face
I wish we could cuddle
and let the world be erased
Together we would merge
together we would sing
Forever I would love you
if it's your heart I can win.
Stolen"I'm worried."Stolen3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You're always worried."
"Yeah, and I'm always worried about the same thing."
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Please, don't feel sick. Don't think about it. Think about happy thoughts."
"I don't want this to end."
"Honestly, I don't think it ever will."
"Don't say things like that. You don't know what will happen.And I'd rather not get my hopes up."
"I don't know what's going to happen. But I can make a best guess."
"Okay then. What's your best guess."
"This will end. But really nothing will change. You're my best friend too and I need my best friend. Even if this ends we will still talk every day. I was prepared to just be your best friend before. I can do it again. After what we've been through it's impossible to drift so far apart that we aren't in each others lives."
"The feelings won't go away though. Not for me at least."
"Not for me either. Which is good. Because, if necessary we can take time to do what we need to do and then pick up where we left off.
Drought.Virginia mud, Virginia clay.Drought.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The first of many sins, forgetting the soil.
Don't let the sticky sweat of apple alcohol decay
so quickly from your memory. Or the rain, like beads on tinfoil...
My heartland is those rounded Appalachian steps.
I crave that autumn light that burns in streaks
from that crystal eye that wept
when we were born, and when the flags went up in the creeks
and rivers and streams of the tidewater.
This place should be something of the same.
But concrete isn't mud, isn't clay. The wrong weather
for so early in the season. Leaves already brown with thirsty veins.
The word "home" leaves a purple stain.
I think we all have missed the rain.