The Immortal Regret.The Immortal Regret.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see upon a hill,
the setting sun, fleeing from the night...
The moon coming above that horizon for the kill,
to rise and banish to darkness all light.
Though time brushes over creation,
I live on, a slave to immortality.
Though I was the choser of my own damnation,
Twas humanity that was the cause of my brutality.
Now the world around me decays,
unlike my flesh and mind...
Time has left my future in a haze,
and the changing world has been unkind.
I see upon a hill, but another slope downward,
where the pointless journey continues on...
unto to no end is my existence forever moving forward
Nostalgia is dead, as my past is forever gone.
ReaperReaper5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I love you." The words escaped my mouth before I could hush them. His lips curled upwards in a cruel but beautiful parody of a smile that sends my whole body quivering with anticipation.
Precision is his tool, and everything he does, he does with calculated, measured intention.
"Again," he said. A command, simple seeming, but it bears more weight than any command he'd given yet, even the one separating me from Life.
I try to push the words off my tongue, but they seem to be stuck now, blocked by the shock of my initial outburst. Sensing my hesitation, he seized hold of my head and grasped it tightly, forcing me to look at him. I tried to break free, startled as I was by the suddenness of his actions, but his strength overcame my frail attempts.
"Be still!" He ordered me firmly. I had no choice but to listen. I could no more defy him here in his own realm than I could in life. "Now," he said coolly in my ear, "You already belong to me. What have you to fear in saying that phrase again?
Family Tradition Ch. 1 A sixteen year old Tony Stark frowned up at his father. "I don't want to go."Family Tradition Ch. 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You have to." Howard Stark didn't turn around to face his son, but Tony didn't need to see his face to know that it was set.
Tony groaned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Dammit, dad! You drag me to this every year. The dude's dead, just let it go already."
Howard's hands were instantly on Tony's shoulders, anger twisting his face. Tony tensed, suddenly motionless. His father was distant, left Tony alone and let him have his space, and he never touched him. This was the first time Howard had raised a hand to him, and Tony was stunned speechless and terrified. "He was a great man," Howard snarled, and Tony pulled back against his father. "You're going to his memorial."
"Dad," Tony was trying to
The Making of the Best SukiyakiThe Making of the Best Sukiyaki4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was your typical, average Saturday at the Okumura brothers' dorm. Oddly, someone else was walking the halls today. Sixteen year-old Renzo Shima was busy texting on his cell phone after having a chat with Yukio about his grades as of late. Usually the pink haired teen wouldn't have minded such a talk, but it had forced him to miss an important date.
"Great, now she hates me." Shima mumbled as he read the last not-too-friendly text message and snapped his phone shut before pocketing it. "That's the third chick this month. Am I losing my touch?" Shima laced his arms behind is head and stared at the ceiling as he thought. "I think she had a pretty hot sister, maybe I could-"
Shima stopped in mid-sentence when he heard, and felt, a wet crunch under his right foot. Barely moving his head; the young Exorcist-in-training looked down at his shoe and gulped. He slowly pulled back his foot to reveal the squashed remains of some kind of beetle-like bug. It's yellow, slimy guts were all over the
MongoliaI'll need my boots in Mongolia,Mongolia7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Love's not a duty there,
I'll blend in, see the sign, hon
Says "Flying pigs - beware",
For girls with minds of women
Were never welcome here,
The order in this paradise
Is just too much to bear.
My father speaks of Mongolia,
"It's beautiful," says he,
Does it look much like its daughters?
Dad, is it dark like me?
The years are twenty-one by now,
Ten gone to some degree,
The other ten I have repressed,
There's one left then, I see.
I'll leave you for Mongolia,
To flee this ivory reign,
You know I've got a habit
To dig me up again,
There's no sound from the motherland;
I know that I complain
When word for word these days it's
Truly driving me insane.
It's colder in Mongolia,
But that's where it began,
You're saying "warm me, woman".
"Light a fire, man."
So call me by forgotten names
Into the desert's span,
But lingering of nothingness
Was not part of the plan.
Take Away My EyesI don't want to see right nowTake Away My Eyes9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't want my tears to run free
I want to be okay right now
So I'll finally believe myself
Please don't patronize me
By pretending you've gone through this
I may seem apathetic
Because all I want is to be free
From my whirlwind of emotions
Too much for me to bear
I'm bursting at the seems
With things I don't want to feel
For you, about you, against you, concerning you
I'm tired of looking out
And seeing what I don't have
But desperately want
So please, if you love me
Take away my eyes
So I don't have to see
The hug 1/2The hug 1/24 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Arthurrrrr?!", Merlin complained, walking into his chambers all broken and bruised. "That George IS completely dull... like you said, and... and it's been a week now so?" He looked to his master with an almost pout. "Does that mean everything is back to normal or?"
Arthur looked at him and smirked, "Well, depending on what you mean by ' normal', Merlin" He got up and walked over to Merlin. "AND you still have to clean some of my clothes, especially those" He moved to the cupboard and took out a throw he wore over his chain mail and shoved it into Merlin's hands, "It's your fault they are dirty in the first place!"
Merlin tumbled a littler when Arthur shoved his arms with a handful of his clothes and chain mail. "How is all of this my fault?!", he asked with a pout. Though this was normality, and yes, he was glad to be back to it - and being bossed around by him. He still didn't quite understand how he was the one at blame though?
"If YOU hadn't been so...", Arthur gestured at
Neighborly: Chapter 1 (A SessKag fanfic)Neighborly: Chapter 1 (A SessKag fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
~*~ Chapter 1 ~*~
Her father had told her not to stare, but you can’t just stamp out a child’s curiosity so easily. Away from his sight, she watched large cardboard boxes dance by over denim-clad legs from her bedroom window. The men all seemed to be from the moving company, but her father had sent her away from the front yard before she got a chance to spot the occupants that would be her new neighbors. She wondered if there would be children her age to play with. She hoped they would not be old grumps like Mr. Takeda down the street, or worse yet, cheek-pinchers like his wife. Rubbing her once-abused cheek at the thought, the girl resumed her watch. Maybe she could glean some information from the type of belongings this new person had. She took careful note of the objects the three men were carrying. Two bookshelves had gone by with boxes to fill them judging from the names on the boxes, there was a pretty wooden desk, several boxes of n
Mark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch8What Neville had told him was still swirling around in Harry's mind as he pushed the meal of whatever it was on his plate around at dinner. Between what Neville had said, and the fact that two people he very much cared about were absent from the staff table, his head was in the clouds. He only had a matter of minutes before he would have to leave to head outside to the Shrieking Shack because Sirius and Remus were nowhere to be found. His first transformation aloneMark of the Beast -Drarry-Ch84 years ago in Romance More Like This
There was a soft thud and his vision came back into focus as he glanced towards the retreating form of Snape. His gaze turned to the table where a flask was and Harry let out a sigh. The potion, it tasted awful, something like feet, but he took it in one long drink. Meant it was time to go. None of the others thought anything of Harry standing up to leave the dining hall early, he often left before everyone else. What he had not expected was t
39. DreamI had a wonderful dream last night39. Dream3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And now I desperately fight
Not to forget anything of it
But I keep loosing bit by bit
I am digging in the desert's sand
try to catch water with my hand
But the more and the harder I try
The faster the water trickles away
With the water the dream does comply
And my memories slowly decay
True SELFImagine a blind community.True SELF5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
One where you would not know how you, nor anyone else, look.
Now think that, were that to happen, your only beauty would be your personality.
What a horror, right?
Neighborly: Chapter 2 (A SessKag fanfic)Neighborly: Chapter 2 (A SessKag fanfic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
~*~ Chapter 2 ~*~
A few light ‘taps’ took her attention away from the half-eaten bagel that rested on the kitchen table, just in front of the newspaper-wrapped stack of plates and saucers. The woman lifted her face from her palm and turned towards the noise. It was so faint that, for a moment, she fancied it a creation of her still groggy mind. But still she waited patiently with ears trained on the direction of the front door, and surely enough the faint knocks sounded again, a little louder than at first. Rising at the signal, she tried to compile a list of anyone who would have a reason to call on her this early, but she could not come up with a single name as she padded barefoot to the large, white door.
Rin could hear the footsteps as soon as the lady had left the kitchen and awaited the telltale jiggling of the doorknob. She was absolutely bursting with excitement, smiling ear to ear. ‘Okay, okay
OpheliaHe found you in the water,Ophelia7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
nonchalant and cool,
out of your pretty heart.
You were humming some old song
and weaving daisies in a chain
to tie around your throat
and pull you under.
ravens had stolen your eyes
and the tears you left
on his shirt
smelled suspiciously like rain;
but his coat felt warm
around your shoulders
and your wet skin
reminded him of swans
breaking the dark lake
their slender throats
snapping unearthly and white
like the pallor of those daisies
left unpetalled in his hands...
Seventh Symphony -chapter 17I throw my mobile phone onto the floor forcefully, slam my hand onto the table, then grasp my skull. No! Why? How could he? I kick the coffee table. My fists are shaking. Somebody comes into the room. I turn and run, but slam straight into Iiro. Despite how hard I rammed into him, he stands still before me. He's just come back from playing a gig, still wearing his top hat and tails. Tears roll down my face. He opens his mouth to speak, but I grab his shirt and bury myself in it. I pound my fist against his chest. Iiro doesn't even wince.Seventh Symphony -chapter 177 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My mobile rings again. I curse loudly and move to crush the thing, but my arm is grabbed. I growl and try to pull free. Instead, I'm pulled backwards into Iiro. His arms are crossed over me. I struggle.
“Tell me what happened.” he breathes into my ear.
“Let me go!” I snap.
He has s firm grip, holding me close to his scrawny body. I can't believe how strong he is. Unable to break free, I sob and drop onto my knees. He falls with
Mercenary 1-1MERCENARYMercenary 1-13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Blood is Beauty
Release One: Pages 1 - 3
THE COLD AIR in Baron Rorke's study did little to calm his nerves. He was expecting visitors this night and they were not the best of company. A shiver of dread ran down his spine and he spent most of the twilight hours staring out of a large window which stood behind his writing desk. It was amazing, he felt, how quickly a man could become attached to a life of luxury; only to be made painfully aware of how easy it was to lose it. War was always a frightening thing, even more so when one had the knowledge and sense to realise that it was no longer an exercise of glory, but a simple festival of bloodshed and cold murder. In war it did not matter if you impaled a stranger on the edge of your sword, such a thing would be punishable in any city or country, but in times of war it became an accepted norm. If the man in front of you wore a different colour, then it was alright to kill him, it was alright to rip him apart fo
Dryads Like Chocolate"Well, dryads like chocolate, apparently."Dryads Like Chocolate6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"They also like people, Estelle. Are you sure this is a good idea?" The small, camouflage-painted pickup truck rumbled across the jungle floor, carrying its two uneasy occupants... and a nearly 300 pound bar of chocolate in the back. Both were dressed in light-brown exploring gear, which consisted of functional shorts and vests equipped with numerous pockets. Estelle also openly wore a number of very intimidating weapons on her person, not the least of which was a large, exotic-looking rifle. Laura, by contrast, carried all manner of tiny hammers, picks, brushes and magnifying glasses in her numerous pockets. She also sported a very distinctive and stylish (in her mind) pair of tinted goggles, which were currently pushed up into her short, mouse-brown hair.
So far the jungle hadn't given them much trouble, but all things being equal, Laura would have rather be
one if by paper, two if by seai will compare you to a comparisonone if by paper, two if by sea6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
about me just so i can hear you say
"no one's ever said me that before"
i will fold you into an origami swan
and place you in my pocket just so i
never feel alone, never feel unloved.
i will kiss your paper cheeks,
smooth the creases, making a
new crimp. art. manipulation.
i will reform you into an airplane
and toss you into the river. one
more thing: i forgot to fuel you.
i will watch as you pretend
you can evolve into a boat,
and i will watch you drown.
Let Me GoHe knew he was going to leave that night. Something in the back of his mind said that even if he begged the other, hed still go. But hed try all the same...Let Me Go8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Because that empty ache reminded him of what he was going to loose if he didnt do anything about it.
Taking in a deep breath through his nose, eyes closed as he slowly let it out, Axel summoned a darkness portal to an area that number XIII would walk through to get out of the world quietly. Axel wouldnt let him leave quietly, though. Even if he had to fight him...He wasnt going to let him go quietly.
He couldnt let him go quietly.
As he stepped out of the portal, he heard footsteps far away and knew he had made it just in time. Leaning against the wall and crossing his arms as the rain poured down on the street; he stood under an alcove so that the drops wouldnt hit him. He tilted his head down as the footsteps got closer, and as the blonde walked by him, he looked up, eyes narrowed.
[DGM, FT, Free!] Seven Minutes in Heaven IntroThe new school year in Fiore began with a large celebration. In this celebration the headmasters of the three most powerful magic-schools of the country, the Iwatobi High School, the Fairy Tail High School and Noah's Black Order, wanted to honour their common bond for the maintenance of the balance of magic.[DGM, FT, Free!] Seven Minutes in Heaven Intro1 year ago in Romance More Like This
For this event, the flagship students of every school were called together, to organize the whole being.
From the Fairy Tail School Erza was chosen. She was conscientious and could even boss around the most powerful men. Thus, she had leadership qualities.
From the Black Order School, Lenalee was sent. Her sense of duty could match Erza’s and her coordination ability was a good service to build the festivities on the Iwatobi terrain. Because of the large pool, a pool party with subsequent games could be held too.
And of the school Iwatobi itself you were chosen. A loyal and reliable girl.
In addition to your great endurance, because of the competitive swimming, you had a lot
Eaten by your GirlfriendTodd could not believe what he was seeing just moments ago he was about to go up to his sleeping girlfriend and give her a kiss. Then all of a sudden he started to shrinkEaten by your Girlfriend7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"This can't be happening!" Todd said as he looked up at his girlfriend, Sammy. He had always dreamed of this day; him and her both, as they would role play in bed. But to have it happen, for it to be real, it sent a mixture of shivers down Todd's spine.
"Wow... it's a little weird but shes even more beautiful now that's shes this big, or that I'm this small..." He corrected himself and got up next to her breast. Sammy was a size C but at his size they looked like two round hills he shook his head and walked on to Sammy's head till he stopped dead at her lips as he felt the warm air flowing onto his body
"How many times have you eaten gummy bears and imagined that they were me in bed?" He thought to him self. He just had to get a little closer...
Sammy was having that dream again. The one where she had shrunken her boy
A moment on the roadA moment on the road3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
On a road from Loimola towards Suvilahti, early March 1940...
Something blew up ahead on the dark blue road. Rucksacks no longer felt heavy as their carriers threw themselves into the ditch, crawled behind rocks and trees. Snow fell from the nearby spruces like a white powder. Some were still covering their heads and rifles with their hands, as some lifted their faces from the ground. Men stared at each other's faces with uncertainty.
What should we do? Was the enemy somewhere near? Was someone hit? Did someone else piss his pants?
As the ringing echo of the explosion disappeared into the night, distant gunfire was heard ever clearer now. Dry nagging of machineguns and some rifle shots. The sounds made one or two of the men to feel sick. Either that, or they had managed to puncture their ears.
It was their first day and they hadn't even reached their Company yet. They were fresh. Still in their boyhood. The 2nd Company had been mauled pretty badly. More men were needed.
"It's just th
La+viLavi doesnt want to die. More precisely, he doesnt have a death wish. When you dont want to die, you fear death, you try to avoid it if you can. Maybe if you have enough money, you actually freeze yourself, leaving instructions to have someone wake you up when so-and-so has invented a cure for death. Not having a death wish is you dont try to kill yourself. You accept death if it comes, maybe you arent but so terrified of jumping in the way if your friend is about to be killed. But Lavi doesnt have a death wish. He will accept death when it comes for him, but no sooner.La+vi8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lavi knows everything about everyone in the Black Order that has ever found its way onto paper. Even though this excludes a lot, he still knows the names, faces, stats, and jobs (in detail) of everyone in the entire Black Order. All branches. He knows it all, and hes glad no one ever asked him why he decided to learn all these things. It was more than morbid curios
Into the DenInto the DenInto the Den7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Traversing the northern forests in the early spring was never an easy task, and were it not for the rewards, Richard Farns would never brave the cold and long hikes. He cursed under breath that stirred the air with a fine mist, angry that his quarry this year was a much longer hike from civilization than the previous years had been. Those had been much easier, quickly moving in and taking his prize, then getting back to the warm comforts of the cabin with it's large fireplace and central heating. This time seemed to be plagued with bad luck, from being stranded at the airport for days because of a freak storm, to spraining an ankle hiking to the cabin, the thoughts of cold hard cash the only thing egging him on.
He stopped to rest against a large oak, setting down his equipment before rubbing his gloved hands together to try to warm them up a bit, and shaking some still present snow from his coat and woolen cap. His equipment was rather heavy for a hike, and he was left to
Why Women Turn To FeminismBecause you do not love usWhy Women Turn To Feminism8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as we want to love ourselves.
Because of the scarlet letters
you embroider on our chests
as we sleep on yours.
Because you pull the pigtails from puberty
and squeeze mothers and prostitutes
from the girls we really are.
Because Disney fooled us:
we awoke, sweet-sixteen, embittered
with no kiss, no carriage, no prince.
Because the heroines of our youth taught us
the plastic passivity of our sex.
Because we couldn't be factory-made beauty too.
Because we have spent too long courting tears
and making life-rafts of our pillows.
Because we want the power to reject
our presence, our affection - even our indifference
and not feel our hearts unbeating because of this.
Because, in feminism, we find the fairy Godmother
we were always denied by being real - but constructed.