The Place of Dreams_Chapter 1The Place of Dreams_Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 - Neverending Dream
" It is so unreal, that even I couldn`t believe it. Everytime I see that boy and we have fun in world, which is filled with happy things and...dreams. When I wake up, I dont remember his name. I only remember, how he looks like".
It was time to go sleep. Rie took glass of milk and was in her thoughts.
" If I meet him again, what I should say to him"?
Her mother came in room and said: " Time to go sleep, sweetie".
Rie went on bed and mother striked her cheek.
"Goodnight and have very nice dreams".
Rie closed her eyes and fall asleep. Mother walked quietly and closed the door, before she went.
Suddenly Rie woke up from meadow, where sun was shining, colorful flowers..
She standed on fresh, dark green lawn. Sky was huge with patterned pillows.
Then she heard humming behind of her. Sound came closer and finally it stop.
Rie turned around and saw familiar boy.
He was caring bouquet and gave prettiest flower to her.
" I missed you too much. A
The Gift Part IShe looked into his eyes. True, this was look full of cynicism, however, had something strangely gentle, what the casual observer probably would have taken for sensitivity.The Gift Part I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the only word she spoke, but in her mouth had the strength of sword and fire. Rah'nam lowered his eyes.
They were sitting in a crowded tavern, one of many in the big - and as the story goes, and what is rather untrue - a wonderful city of Hak'Samath. True, it was not a lot of drow as city was located on the surface and was open to all, but Szahitra not specifically stood out among the guests. Her obsidian black skin glistened slightly in the dark and light brown travel clothes made drowess almost average in the crowd. However, Szahitra wasn't the average person. She was messenger of powerful individual, who never allow anyone to see her in the dirty tavern, such as this.
Drowess slowly, with lazy movement, brushed, her white as snow, hair from face.
"It's not about pay, Medi" she said with modulated ton
SacrificeThe old temple of ancient god Set was in almost complete ruin. Once the god resided here with his maidens and priestesses but now only the desert wind was playing with the walls and making the strange, cry-like sounds. On the ruined and cracked floor, on one of the broken columns was seating young red-haired man in white robes and black leather trousers with a lot of chains. He had this malicious smile on face that was the sign he had something...well, malicious on his mind. On the ground was kneeling young woman; she was crying.Sacrifice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Say my name" the man said it with amusement in his voice.
The woman stopped crying for a second and looked with fear in her eyes on the red-haired man. The man didn't expect her to co-operate that soon; he leaned in his seat and crossed his arms.
"So you are the sacrificial lamb" he laughed. "I will never understand these peasants. I won't stop killing them, even if they bring me all their beautiful women they have. Village after village, town after town...I
The Place of Dreams_Chapter 3The Place of Dreams_Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3 - I Will Always Love You
Rie went to dark place and saw Kazue as dead.
" It`s too late, young lady".
Goddess of Evilness appeared beside of her and smiled.
Rie hold him and whispered in his ear:
" Please forgive me. I love you"...
"That`s useless! He`s dead already".
Suddenly the rose what she got from Kazue, it came back as red and petals were sailing around her. These transformed her as pretty angel which wings were so shiny.
She rised on the air and blinded all trolls with her angel wings.
Kazue woke and looked what`s going on.
" Keep going, my angel". He said with quiet voice.
Rie turned around and run to him.
" You`re alive"!
" I forgive you,but...you owe me a one kiss".
She went closer of him and he took her in his caress. Slowly their head leaned to each other and Kazue gave her sweet kiss on the lips. Rie blushed lightly.
" That`s very lovely, but angel"s time is over". Goddess took her soul. First she fell on the floor, then she died and became very pale.
++The Lolita Poems: Meeting Mr Death++++The Lolita Poems: Meeting Mr Death++2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Irregardless of pity,
I do not want your pity,
For I am the master of my end
And if Death was a sir, and a man,
I'll be his ruler, or will kiss his hand.
If Mr Death was having his cup of earl grey tea,
And if I sat in at his tea party,
I'll dress up in my most Victorian Frock,
I'll take my plush puppy too for a walk.
Round the thick hedges of white roses gold,
and around the green emerald leaves of olde,
I shan't, I shall, I wilt not slumber,
under the heady smell of rosewood desires.
And if Mr Death was as handsome as can be,
lanky and tall, fit and dandy,
With a silken top hat and a fine walking stick,
With a fitted vest underneath the charcoal black coat,
I will still hold my own basket and pluck my bouquets,
I'll still tie my own houseboys in navy blue ribbons gay
I'll take my garnet rings and my mandarin silk sash,
I'll hold my mandolin with my peach plum bonnets,
I'll walk with the orange blossoms that cling to my dress,
I'll pink my lips on lush peaches demure.
With my chiffon
Kyda BioCharacter Write up: Kyda DrakeKyda Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sex - Female
Nationality - Australia
Home City - Blue Mountains, Sydney, NSW
Height - 5'2
Weight - 54kg
Kyda was raised almost entirely by her father, Damien Drake, Who plays guitar for a little known band, and roadies for several others, Which kept Him and Kyda on the road for long amounts of time.
Her mother died in an accident several months after she was born. as such, she doesnt remember her at all, other than the fond stories that her father has told her. Its a difficult topic for her to speak about, as shes not really sure how to feel about it. A delicate matter for her, and one she doesnt like to speak of.
Damien is a kind man, contrary to his rough appearance and heavy, muscular frame, He always did his best to give Kyda a healthy childhood, despite never having a truly permanent home.
Because they spent such a large time on the road, Kyda spent a lot of time at different schools, where, despite her friendly nature, she f
Vocaloid One-shot LenxOCVocaloid One-shot LenxOC4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Wow " I scanned through the website, looking for more videos that Len-san and Rin starred in. Beyond my virtual bedroom door, I could hear the rest of my senpais doing what they usually do: make a lot of mess, and a lot of noise. "They're so good "
"Oy." A voice behind me says. "What are you doing?"
I practically leapt 10 feet high into the air. "L-len-san!!" I squeaked, quickly trying to block the computer screen. How'd he open my door without me hearing?!
"N-nothing, just checking stuff out, ahahahaha!" A lone eyebrow rose into his banana colored hair as blue-green eyes stared skeptically at me.
"Oh? Then why do I hear my 'Spice' song playing?" he questioned. My face turned pink.
"Shit " although I had managed to cover the screen, I'd forgotten to pause the video
"Now tell me again: what are you doing?"
" I'm just looking at senpai's videos " I muttered, letting my long silver hair fall in front of my face to hide the blush creeping up my cheeks.
Ciel's Accident*Read the description below if you are confused, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Ciel's Accident4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian walked down the hall towards his Master's study where the boy had been for the past couple of hours signing important documents, purchase orders, his employee's payrolls, and writing a letter to the Queen. He was tired, as it was almost ten thirty at night, and even though he was ruler of the mansion, his butler would come retrieve him to go to sleep soon whether he wanted to or not. There was a slight tapping on the door, Ciel looked up.
"Come in." He put his head back down and continued his tedious work. Sebastian walked in and stood by the doorway. Ciel did not look up but continued. The butler then cleared his throat, and the Earl looked up slightly perturbed. "Yes Sebastian is there something that you want?" He didn't wait for the butler's response and went back to his signing.
"Master it is a little past ten
WotN: BelongingWotN: Belonging6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Although he was familiar enough with her chakra signature - distinct as it was he could recognize it in a crowd of thousands - to not react when it entered his room, he was still surprised when she climbed into his bed, situating herself beside him. It was rare of her to seek him out like this - despite their closeness she did still internalize things a great deal - but he didn't comment on it, choosing instead to shift over lightly so that she could rest more comfortably. As she nestled into the crook of his arm, he tucked the comforter more comfortably around her before resting his arm around her waist in a loose embrace.
They remained that way in the dark quiet of his room for a long time before she finally spoke, "Sempai?"
"Do you remember your mother?"
His eyes snapped open, his body tensing just slightly in surprise. His mother...? It was strange that she would ask about her; in all the time they'd lived together, not mu
:Way of the Ninja: Chapter 26:Way of the Ninja: Chapter 267 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Though she was approaching thirty, Shizune still considered herself to be a young woman in her prime being overwrought with tension and anxiety certainly did nothing for her health or her looks. Not that she was overly vain or any such ridiculous notion, but she was too young to have worry lines! Those superficial reasons aside, Shizune *really* did not like to worry. This in itself was very ironic considering the amount of time she spent on that particular activity seemed to be increasing. She was assistant to the Legendary Tsunade-hime, sole female and medical genius of the Densetsu no Sannin. The woman wasnt exactly high maintenance, per se in actuality, Shizune looked up to the older woman and enjoyed her company greatly but despite her 50 years of age, keeping up with her mistress took work!
Im a doctor, not an accountant, the young woman grumbled to herself, grimacing at
I hate --I hate --4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I hate that I have nothing better to do than to make this list.
I hate how I'm going to make about 43578978 typos while writing this.
I hate how I'm too lazy to go back and fix said typos.
I hate that I don't have word office or whatever to correct my typos.
I hate that my computer crashes every other month.
I hate how I still don't use a flash drive to back my work up.
I hate that I had so many unfinished, near-completion pictures I lost because of said crash.
I hate how long it takes me to finish art trades.
I hate how people take shit so seriously.
I hate that I used to take shit so seriously.
I hate how people can take the -internet- so seriously.
I hate that there will be those few select people who take these lists seriously.
I hate how out of those people, a few of them will pretend to take it seriously, but they really don't, and are just arguing for the lulz.
I hate how much I love reading do it for the lulz's stuff.
I hate yaoi.
I hate yaoi's incredibly scary fan base.
Mondayswill you wonder with meMondays7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
what alternate life would be
not living with your fears
things could be just fine
like your dreams should have been
and sharing all of mine
i'd live across the room
wake you with a soft tune
and end it with a smile
moving at a snail's rate
finding time to waste
hurry before you're late
running into the school
i'll be right next to you
just passing until the time
we'll be done before noon
and we'll sit right outside
talking into the moon
signs blur into your eyes
watching all of the dragonflies
then go back to the room
put on a movie and lie
laugh at the story lines
waiting to close your eyes
on the edge of your bed
checking for monsters in your head
please don't wake too soon
i could just watch you sleep
i know it's all just a dream
until the day that we meet
Fighter Tootie Profile and BackgroundCharlotte Layla “Tootie” SinclairFighter Tootie Profile and Background2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Birth Date: May 14 (Age 17 in 2008)
Current Residence: Dimmsdale, California, USA
Hair: Black (dyed dark purple)
Blood Type: O+
Shoe Size: US 8
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 141 lbs.
Body Fat: 15%
Skills & Abilities: Black Belt First Dan in Various Forms of Karate, Extensive Expertise in Ballet Technique, Above Average Intelligence (138 IQ,) Peak Physical Condition, Remarkable Stamina, Outstanding Detective Skills, Heightened Awareness of Magic
Occupation: Senior Student at Ryan Community School, Part-Time Librarian, Self-Employed
Hobbies: Bicycling, Experimenting with Martial Arts, Reading Manga, Meditation, Volleyball, Copying her Mother's Recipes
Likes: Chocolate Chip Pancakes, her Manga Collection, her Basement Dojo, Being Around Timmy Turner, the Library
Dislikes: Working for Others, Contact Lenses, Disrespect of her Physique, Blood,
Dear You, Aged Fifteen And Three QuartersDear You (aged 15¾),Dear You, Aged Fifteen And Three Quarters3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I could tell you how Harry Potter ends.
Don't worry. I won't. I know we hate spoilers. I'll give you one for free, though: as soon as you find out it exists, watch A Very Potter Musical. It is as good as people say! Don't be such a sceptic! (Speaking of which, when you read the fifth one, you're going to hate it, and hate Harry. Try reading HP4 and HP5 together. Harry makes a lot more sense when you do that, as I found out.)
I know that, right now, you're kind of scared of boys. That will change. They do not bite and they are not all disgusting leering apes.
You'll meet a guy in sixth-form Latin called Andrew. He is lovely. People will accuse you of having a crush on him. Seriously, let them say what they like. Arguing isn't worth your time, and they'll just think 'the lady doth protest too much'. When he jokingly suggests he's your type, DO NOT bite his head off saying no. It's offensive. (Don't use the 'Come on, let's pretend we like each other
WotN: ExpectationsWotN: Expectations5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Initially, he'd found her to be uncouth and annoying. Her loud boasts and exclamations were grating on the ears and her garish choice in clothing was an absolute eyesore. Just looking at her track record, her grades especially, there was no way would she could ever hope to become a competent ninja.
Once a failure, always a failure.
Of course, she'd found a way to prove him wrong. The very thought had rankled quite a bit; being the genius that he was, being proven wrong was not something he found himself familiar with. So, he decided to watch her more closely, waiting for the moment when his initial perceptions would finally show themselves to be correct.
When she'd shown no inclinations to adhering to the perceptions he'd set for her, he came to the realization that perhaps they were in need to re-evaluation. Yet despite his extra considerations she still had a way of surprising him. It got to th
Silly Little CandleThere, the candle is litSilly Little Candle4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A small flame in a darkened room
Fighting against the dusk
Of tomorrow obscurity's bloom
So minuscule, I see you
Powerless, more or less
What can you do little one?
Of that light that will soon soon
Finish its tune.
Don't be afraid, my dear
Everything is suddenly clear
So worried you are, I'll be back for you
Your flame is still bright, so is the darkness surrounding you.
It won't struggle against the time. The clock stops spinning
So lonely goes the solemn tear
I fear my light will soon soon.
Long nights, silenced dear one
Awaiting the return of one thee
Cold? How's the weather? ''Can you see clearly in the dim?''
Perhaps I could see, if only you'd let me
Am I still sane?
Can I wait for you further as my flame burns out?
Or perhaps was I meant to only be your light?
Your warmth, your way, but will you keep me?
There's only a certain amount of time that a candle can be lit
Whether it is me, little as I am, who you wa
Green EyesGreen Eyes3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Everywhere I look.
Read me like an open book.
Sparkle with delight.
Haunt my every night.
WotN: What's in a Name?What's in a name?WotN: What's in a Name?5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"If it's a boy, what name would you choose ?"
He glanced up from the mound of scrolls piled up in front of him he really hated doing paperwork to the blonde seated at the large oak desk in the center of the room. She too had several scrolls and papers scattered across her desk not that she was doing anything with them, of course; her attention was completely focused on the sea-foam green book in her hands.
A smirk spread across his face after a quick glance at its cover. '1,002 Excellent Baby Names' no doubt a gift from Ino; the blonde Mind walker seemed to be more excited about the prospect of a baby than the new mother-to-be herself. She'd gone completely baby crazy.
'Looks like some of that craziness is finally rubbing off ' He rolled his eyes and smirked at the thought of the blonde before him neglecting her work to select names for a child they still didn't know the gender that hadn't even been born yet! "Any na
WotN: In Vino VeritasWotN: In Vino Veritas5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She didn't actually sense anything amiss until he leaned against her, draping an arm casually across her shoulder. It was a harmless action, but one atypical of the generally stoic Jounin. While he certainly had loosened considerably upsince their genin days, it definitely wasn't like the older ninja to be so familiar? True, he would sometimes offer encouragement or reassurance with a hand on her arm or shoulder, or if he were feeling a bit playful he would pat her on the head he knew it irked her to be reminded of her small stature but this was entirely new.
It wasn't unpleasant, of course his body was warm and his bangs brushed faintly against her cheek. 'Whaddya know, it really is as soft as it looks he must deep condition ' Still, despite her years spent in the company of a certain infamous author, Naru found she was still a bit unfamiliar with this type of situation.
She gazed down at