Never LoverNever Lover4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What life brings upon us,
All those challenges in our lives,
So challenging for a normal being,
So impossible for a Jedi.
Yet I still love him.
He's grown up around it,
And so have I.
For all the things
I've never asked,
We should not, we're Jedi.
But I want his love.
Don't say. Don't whisper.
But I can't deny my feelings,
So Obi-Wan my never lover,
I love you...but I can't say it.
Gentle WisdomShe could have sat there for hours, listening to his wisdom and this was unusual for her, because like most younglings her age, she lacked a certain amount of patience.Gentle Wisdom2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But this was no ordinary Jedi Master speaking with her. He was the one who found her and brought her home and she loved him as most eleven year old females would adore their father.
"And then what did you do?" She asked almost breathlessly when he had paused in the storytelling.
"Well now, child," his warm deep voice responded, "I used a bit of gentle Force-persuasion and the creature actually spoke back to me."
The youngling's eyes grew wider as she sat even farther forward on the meditation pad so as not to miss one single word of Master Plo's story.
"Of course," he continued softly, "they were not words as you and I know them; more like images of what the creature was thinking, but I understood nonetheless. You see, Ahsoka, intelligence and compassion come in many forms and appearances can be
Mother's Eyes (Star Wars)For as long as Ben could remember, his mother was always by his side. He could never have imagined what life would be like without her. But now she was gone, and all he had were memories of her, fourteen years of memories that were now so precious. There was a particular one that Ben knew he would never forget, a memory from a time before Jacen came into his life, before everything started to go wrongMother's Eyes (Star Wars)2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Mom!" Ben asked, "Who do you love most in the galaxy?"
Mara smiled, gazing at his face.
"Zonama Sekot? The stars? The Emperor?" Ben asked again.
Mara hugged him tightly, her hand stroking his hair, and whispered softly, "I like my little rascal the most, of course."
Pleased, Ben gazed into his mother's eyes; he was startled to see a miniature Ben inside her green eyes staring back.
Ben asked his mother, "Your eyes have me in them, doesn't it hurt?" Mara just laughed.
Later on, whenever Mara hugged Ben, he often observed her bright eyes.
When he cried, her eyes had a weeping Ben
Truth Within Ch1: SakajinTruth Within Ch1: Sakajin2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Romance, Adventure, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: General Grievous/Sakajin (OC)
Being a mechanic for the CIS is tough, especially when you're surrounded by nothing but droids every day of your life. Of course, Sakajin Takio would have chosen to be just a mechanic again if she had the option. Because being the apprentice of General Grievous is hard, especially when you're living in the shadow and pain of the choices your ex-Jedi mother had made long ago.
The echoes of a great warship echoed with the sound of faint footsteps. They were not hard or harsh, not sounding of metal, but instead soft and undoubtedly living. They were also quite hurried, insistent pattering of sounds moving through the air like flowing water.
The owner of these sounds, Sakajin, had a place to be. But then again, there was rarely a time where she hadn’t a place to be. There was rarely a place where she found much peace. That was all and well, a lifestyle she had grown m
Equine VampirisThe morning sun broke over the hills surrounding Ponyville, casting long shadows over the small town. The birds, which were usually vocal in praising the dawn, were strangely silent this particular morning.Equine Vampiris1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Near the centre of town sat a large tree. It had originally been the town hall during Ponyville's early years. More recently, however, the tree house had become Ponyville's library. It was a place of peace in times of trouble and much to the residents' dismay, it was often damaged. The tree was bathed in the golden light of the morn, making the frost on the leaves sparkle like the stars. These were the same stars that the tree house's sole occupant, the unicorn Twilight Sparkle, had spent most of the night gazing at. Twilight turned over as the sunlight filled the room, trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep before she had to begin repairs on the hole in the ceiling that Twilight's Pegasus friend Rainbow Dash had made the day before. Normally she would have fixed it
Takin out the trashThe shimmering blade of the blue 'saber cut through the darkness of night like a beacon, giving encouragement to those who followed him.Takin out the trash2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This was as it should be.
General Skywalker was once again back with his troops, and they had a job to do.
Anakin scowled into the night; his deep azure eyes narrowing with rage as he recalled what his Captain had told him, so many men of the 501st, the best of the best, needlessly cut down because of the stupidity of Jedi Master Pong Krell.
That was about to change...
General Skywalker led his troops further into the eternal darkness of Umbara, effortlessly striking down the remaining enemy which stood in the way.
It was thanks to the sacrifice of Hardcase that the Umbaran defenses were virtually ineffective now. The destruction of the Umbaran supply ship had greatly crippled the enemy.
Still, a far greater enemy remained; a man not fit to call himself a Jedi.
A few of the boys had gone on ahead to discover the current location
LAST STAND -PART TWOLAST STAND PART 2:LAST STAND -PART TWO2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pain and hate bubbled inside of his body causing his vision to cloud. Anakin didn't even feel as though he was connected with his body anymore, he was merely an outside spectator to what the hate inside of him was carrying out inside the Jedi Temple. The blade of his lightsaber whirled and slashed under the power of the hate cutting a path through the Jedi who were resisting.
It had to be the hate and not him. He needed it to be the hate. To think that his two hands were capable of the carnage he saw all around him was hard to come to terms with inside his mind. But he was doing it for Padmé and no one else. He would make sure she was safe, no matter the cost.
As he savagely cut down all those in front of him, he remembered where he had last seen them. Maybe they had passed him in the great hall or somewhere else inside of the temple, never suspecting that when the time came, one of their own (the Chosen One) would strike them down where they stoo
What would I say to you...?What I would say to you,What would I say to you...?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If your ears would listen.
As the tears on my face,
Rain down and glisten.
What I would say to you,
Less consumed by hate.
How I never betrayed you;
Yet the words come too late.
Our love was destined,
To survive but a time.
The memory of your smile,
Lingers still in my mind.
At our last caress,
Shadowed by the coming night .
I would hold you in darkness,
Until the morning light.
But my arms remain empty,
As they reach out for you.
My heart torn asunder,
Weeping as the morning dew.
The darkness crept upon us
And our love could not survive.
I continue on alone
Yet inside I'm not alive.
Last Stand -Part 1LAST STAND PART 1:Last Stand -Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She remembered spending several frightful hours alone, and watching in despair and helplessness as flames consumed the Jedi Temple. The building had stood for countless years as a symbol of strength and freedom, yet now from across the distance which separated that building and her own apartment, she watched with stunned disbelief as thick gray smoke consumed the temple walls.
And, Anakin was there.
She hadn't heard from him that day. For some odd reason, she hadn't been able to get a simple com-link through.
But she knew.
Padmé did not possess that mystical energy known as the Force, but she shared an intense bond with Anakin nonetheless. It was this connection which allowed her to somehow sense his pain; he had been weeping. But there was more, much more behind the pain; something in Anakin so angry and dark that she couldn't put a name to it any more than she could explain how she was able to sense it in the first p
Reflections of LoveReflections of Love2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was unusually quiet as I stood on the towering balcony of my elegant apartment building absently gazing out at the dizzying array of traffic; the constant activity which exemplified Coruscant. I moved one hand to rest lightly against my rounded belly and felt life stirring within; the most precious sensation I had ever known.
As I stared out at the cityscape I found myself wondering the same thoughts which occupied my mind every moment of every day; when he would return? It seemed an eternity since I had last seen him; felt his arms protectively around me; his strength.
Before I met Anakin, I'd never realized how truly alone I could feel; his absence was, at times, unbearable.
And then, there had been the rumors; rumors that he had been killed.
A part of me tried to reason those fears away.
If he were injured or in danger, wouldn't I know somehow?
Wouldn't I sense it??
But my heart only knew the worry and pain of having him far from my side.
"Excuse me, Milady.
Cody and Rex Debate Cody put a hand on Rex’s shoulder.Cody and Rex Debate9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“What is it?” he asked quietly.
The captain’s gaze flicked irritably to his, and the commander felt himself recoil from the abrasion in that stare.
The orange emblazoned clone’s frown deepened.
“Rex….you know they’re all not like—”
“Like what, Cody?” the 501st trooper interrupted. “Bad?”
Rex gave a bitter laugh.
“You of all people should know better.”
“I’ve served under General Kenobi for this entire war,” said Cody, a warning edge in his voice. “And I have never had my trust betrayed by him. Not once.”
The captain shook his head smiling
And Rex and Ashoka shortAnd Rex and Ashoka short4 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"Since when did you use a blaster?" Rex chuckled.
Ashoka whipped around. She tried to hide the blaster pistol behind her back, but Rex had spotted it already.
"Erm, never, I was just, practicing." she said blushing a darker, more rusty orange.
Rex glanced at the target she had been shooting at. The holes from the blaster shots she had shot peppered randomly on the target.
"I don't have good aim." she admitted.
Rex grinned, "We can fix that you know, why are you using a blaster anyway?"
Ashoka shrugged as she handed over the blaster, "I just think I should learn how to use a different type of weapon, you never know.."
Rex nodded, she had a point.
"Well, your holding it all wrong see," Rex placed his hands on her's and moved them on the correct placement on the blaster. "And you aim like this."
Rex helped her aim and pushed her trigger finger. The pistol jerked lightly in their hands and the blast made a neat hole, dead center of the target.
Ashoka looked amazed," How did you learn to do
Wedding VowsWedding Vows2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Then I wake up screaming...
And he's there holding me,
Cradling me against the pain,
That was another year.
My Ani turned on me...
But I knocked some sense into him.
Instead he killed the Sith lord.
And now he's history.
And we renewed our wedding vows.
On Naboo by the lake,
Obi-Wan a witness.
C3PO and R2D2.
The nightmares fade.
I laugh at them,
And then I wonder.
Am I safe if I let Ani cook dinner?
Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape"Hey Rob, can I borrow your cape?"Why Wally's not allowed to have a cape2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The raven haired boy looked up from his holographic computer to see his best friend.
"Why do you want to do that? I thought it gets in the your way when you run." With one eyebrow raised he looked at his friend suspiciously. Wally always made fun of his cape, saying that it smelled weird (don't ask) and how it's going to get caught on something and make him a living piñata.
"Well yea, but who said anything about running with it?"
" Touché." He took off his cape and handed it to the read headed boy, who happily put it on. "So what are you going to do with it?"
With one hand Wally pulled his goggles down so you can barely see his bright green eyes, and with the other he pulled up the cape up right below the goggles. He narrowed his eyes into a glare, and with a low voice he said "I'm Batman."
Robin couldn't help but laugh. It was the best/funniest imitation of the Dark Knight he had ever seen. He then stopped and stared, a smirk forming o
House on Lewis LoopHouse on Lewis LoopHouse on Lewis Loop4 years ago in Visual Poetry More Like This
We didn't always live on Lewis Loop. Before we did, we lived on Sunset Blvd. and before that we lived on Madruga Road. We lived in many places before that as well. The house we live in currently isn't the best for my family. It's only a four bedroom house for a seven member family, not including my three dogs. Our house is a sky blue color with a connecting garage and two front doors. We have a deck out back and a large backyard beyond that with woods beyond that. Our Kitchen and dining room are connected as one room. Our Living room is beside the dining room section and leads to a hallway the kitchen leads to as well. The hallway passes a door that leads downstairs. That door is across from the kitchen. The rest of the hallway leads to my brothers room, my room that I share with my three sisters, a bathroom, and my parents room. Downstairs is were we keep the TV, the computer, and my moms stamping stuff. There's also the laundry room and another bathroom.
Disney's Frozen - ReviewLet me start off by saying that me and Disney films have had a bit of a rocky relationship over the years. As a child, I, like millions of others, feel in love with the studio all over again during their famous "renaissance" era, where they were churning out masterpieces like "Little Mermaid" and "Beauty and the Beast". But, around the time they started making movies in the early 2000's, I began to lose interest, ultimately giving up on the franchise altogether. That's not to say that the films or other material they made afterwards didn't have their place in the world, the sheer number of viewers they keep getting is proof of that, but it just didn't seem like "my" Disney anymore.Disney's Frozen - Review1 week ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
So, for many years, I largely ignored the kinds of films they were putting out in recent years, even critically acclaimed films like "Tangled". But, with this new film, I decided to give them another go, mostly because my much younger cousins had been pestering me over how good this one was. And you know wha
Lest We Forget9.27.12Lest We Forget1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think children cry for the things
they'll never cry over when they're older,
like the holocaust or the people who will
fly off of buildings with no butterfly wings
to save their souls. They cry for the first
day that they'll be too afraid to say
what they feel or write what hurts
and for all of the bridges they'll burn
but wish to God they hadn't.
What greater reason do they need?
Contrary to popular belief, giraffes
are not mute they just choose not to speak.
Once you hear a giraffe child weep, you will
lose faith in humanity. You'll make
a vow of silence with monk-like dignity
or shout from the rooftops the
atrocities of man. You will be a warning
bell that no one hears nor heeds,
"THE GREATEST CREATURES ON EARTH HAVE WEPT-
THE END IS NEAR."
I read sad stories to make myself feel.
I try to convince myself that I can still cry
like I used to and I dog-ear the pages that
make me feel sad and I elephant-ear
the pages that should mak
Do Not Cry for MeDo not cry for meDo Not Cry for Me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For I loved you with my heart and being
Do not shed tears
For my heart was yours from the beginning
My love goes beyond graves embrace
Your name was the honey on my lips
Your embrace was the warmth that never left me
The thought of you was the peace that once helped me to sleep
Your love was the joy and happiness that made me content
Your smiles was as beautiful as the sunset on the sea
And your love was something I could never describe
Do not cry for me
For I loved you with my heart and being
Meteor Girl Chapter 1Meteor Girl Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Watson looked toward the ground with distress. It was rising! Like no other things he ever encountered before! He felt like a bird, finding its wings! He laughed in sheer joy. He looked back at the four other people sitting on some benches screwed into the floor. He wondered what they would think as he dangled precariously off the ledge, if he fell down. He pulled himself back onto the airdeck, feeling somewhat bored now that his friends are being no fun at all This contraption was made by Jason, his best friend since they met in Mayford City. Jason had made the first flying machine in the history of Eden!
As the balloon rose, the ship attached to it rose. Jason had put controls for elevation and direction, not to mention speed, on his control panel. Jason was as excited as Watson was, although he was usually the reserved type.
Jason had decided earlier that if
The Dreamer and the God (Chapter Two)The Dreamer and the God (Chapter Two)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The measure of a life is the sum of its memories. Not how much we love, for what is the use of loving someone you cannot remember (or how can you know that you have loved at all)? A daughter is reduced to just another smiling girl; a husband's caress synonymous with a stranger's violation. Scars are no better: a surgeon's incision across the ribcage is confused with a trophy from a knife-fight. Heart and body are weak without the mind, without memory. The most tragic person in life is someone who does not know the past and so will never have a future.
Adam looked at the others and saw men and women and children with holes like mouths hidden behind each skull. Steadily consuming their identity with each passing moment. And now he was no different from any of them.
Steven allowed the silence to stretch for some
SPEAK NOWDear Rarity Evershine Belle,SPEAK NOW2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
cordially invite you and one guest to share
in our marriage celebration
of love, devotion, and family
Please join us on
Saturday, the twenty-first of April
Three Thousand and Twelve
at 4 o'clock in the afternoon
Black Diamond Manor
530 Griffin Road
Stormreach, Cloudsdale 5602
Fluttershy's eyes danced across the small scroll as she once again read the crumpled wedding invitation. She had dropped by the Carousel Boutique to visit her friend Rarity as part of their weekly trip to the spa for much needed rest and relaxation. Only to find the white unicorn pacing around the main parlor ranting to nopony in particular and the heavily crushed note that Fluttershy read once more.
She was shocked to hear that Rainbow and Spitfire were getting married so soon, the date being only a week away. What didn't surprise her was the fact that she had not received an invitation. She and Spitfire were not on good term
Dead, Red, and More to DreadDead, Red, and More to DreadDead, Red, and More to Dread5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Once upon a recent time, in a land as far away as your mind wanders during math class, there was a lycan Wolf named Seth. Seth was mad at himself for his monestrous capabilities as a Werewolf, and decided the world was better off without someone like him. Seth was contemplating the oh-so-rosy prospects of suicide, when he spied a little girl walking alone through the woods...
Meanwhile, Grandma Rorecros was missing the company of her dead boyfriend Navi Esproc.
Why did she move out here into this accursed shack in the woods? There were no night clubs to party down in for miles not even a Freak Mart!
She was just thinking of digging up Navis body when a handsome stranger with the most beautiful white teeth greeted her at the door. Grandma was on that dashing lycan like grease on a Big Mac. Seth tried to remain polite and casual while tying up this grandma, yet he couldnt help but feel agitated as her wrinkly wet