ClockwiseНочь, тишина,Clockwise4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Только слышно, как дождь барабанит по крышам.
Здесь я одна,
И крики мои никто не услышит.
Почему-то мгновенно застыли.
Неужели совсем я одна
No sound but the wind: poemNo sound but the wind: poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit, quiet.
I hear, nothing.
Breeze along my ears
graceful and soft
I sit, quiet.
I hear, the wind.
The cloth, it blows up, so light
like a leaf...
carried away with the wind
to a place of peace
Rest. I unwind
by the sound
that the wind makes
Bleached: Ep. 6The next day, Zezuri opened her eyes to see Gin looking down at her with that insane smile of his, Wakey, wakey, he said cheerfully.Bleached: Ep. 67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Uh Zezuri quickly sat up, only to be handed a broom. She looked at the cleaning device in her hand, confused.
You both have cleaning duty today, he explained.
What the heck is with these people? yelled Airi, reaching her limits; shed been sweeping sand out a door for three hours without an explanation. Surely they didnt kidnap us just to do this stuff! The air around her began to crackle with static electricity.
Zezuri sighed, she was just as upset, but mostly still groggy. Wonder where Grimm is?
Like I would know, how about we add that to our list of unanswered questions?!
Oh right Zezuri began to help sweep the floor; shed actually just gotten to where Airi was.
Airi noticed a list in the pile of whi
Charmer 14Please state your name and business today. Draco rolled his eyes and hoped that Hermione was smiling because he wasnt going to. Seriously, why would you ask what the person was doing here?? If you go to a Ministry department you are there to deal with business that MerlinCharmer 148 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hermione Granger Hermione trailed off and Draco snapped his eyes back to the secretary in the squalid little welcome booth. He cracked a smile which could have made Snape cringe.
Draco Augustus Malfoy, and I am here to file engagement papers.
I see, well, I will put your names down and someone will be available to help you shortly, the woman said in a chirpy tone as she sorted through wrappers of muggle and wizard candy alike to find a semi-defunct quill with which to write their names. Draco resisted the urge to snub the woman for her inability to keep such a small space cleanly.
Thank you, Hermione called over her shoulder
Karelle - Prologue FRENCHPROLOGUEKarelle - Prologue FRENCH5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
En ce début de journée ensoleillée, les rues de Marseille étaient en partie désertes. La chaleur de ces dernières semaines avait fait migrer les habitants des bas-quartier vers le port, dans une maigre tentative de profiter d'un vent venu du large. L'odeur rance et nauséeuse qui régnait depuis quelques jours dans les rues étroites de la ville s'était faite plus légère, balayée par une brise maritime inopinée et, ainsi adouci, l'air semblait respirable. Au loin, les cris d'une foule bigarrée se mêlaient à ceux aigus et plus aériens des mouettes qui planaient au-dessus de la cité. Le marché avait débuté très tôt dans la matinée, apportant à la populace une chance de faire taire leurs estomacs vides au profit de commerçants souvent trop désireux de s'enrichir.
Pourtant, désertant la place carrée avec une fougue peu commune, u
Crushing On Hime Part 2"...I have an idea..."Crushing On Hime Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For the first time since the beginning of the meeting, Kaname Tousen finally spoke up. All eyes immediately fell upon him as he coughed loudly into his fist. Even Aizen appeared to be mildly interested in hearing what his subordinate has to say. Gin was no longer laughing, and Starrk had already returned from the bathroom.
"I believe that a fair way to decide just which one of you truly deserves Inoue-san...is through a contest,"
"A...A contest?!!" Szayel gasped.
"Not just any contest, of course," Tousen paused for a moment, as if waiting for a flash of lightning to pass, "But a SEDUCTION contest..."
For a moment, a hushed silence befell the stunned Espada.
"H-Hold on a moment, Tousen-kun!" Gin suddenly cried out, "I think it's a rather interesting idea, but...do you really think Orihime-chan would be willing to go on a date with any of these freaks...?"
"HEY!! DON'T CALL US 'FREAKS'!!!" The Espada cried out in unison, with Zommari and Aaroniero being particularl
Lessons of SocietySo just by the way you act, people know? Funny, he thought, she had seemed asleep. He put an arm around her, settling his head on her shoulder next to her head.Lessons of Society8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yes. When we dance I hold you closewhat you deem closebut what the people in this stratum of society know to be possessiveness. When I hand you out of carriages I slightly grasp your hand. You think it is for stability, but when Vincent Crabbe sees that he knows not to glance at you the wrong way, for he sees that I am a caring husband, he paused.
Perhaps he should have told her thiswhat to expect in his world despite these thoughts, he continued softly, when I kiss your hand when you come down for dinner when we have guests, I lower my eyes, and you will love this one, so that I am not blinded by your beauty, it is a mark of passion to do so. After I do that, no one is dumb enough to do the same.
So it is like what your mother taught me about fans?&
Karelle - Prologue ENGLISHPrologueKarelle - Prologue ENGLISH5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On this sunny morning, the streets of Marseille were half deserted. The heat of the last few weeks had sent the people of the lower towns down to the port with meager hopes of catching a cool breeze. The rancid and nauseating odor that wafted through the narrow street of the city had died down a little, carried away by an unexpected sea breeze. Thus diluted, the air seemed almost breathable. In the distance, the cries of a colourful crowd blended into the high pitch screeches of the sea gulls soaring over the city. The market had opened early that morning. This gave the masses a way to quiet their grumbling stomachs while filling the pockets of some greedy merchants.
And yet, abandoning the Square with unusual energy, a sweaty, out of breath, young boy appeared. Carried away by the momentum, he crashed into the façade of a dilapidated house. It took him but a moment to recover his balance and continue on his way. The pitter-patter of his bare feet reverberated from
CharmerThe cloaked figure heaved a sigh that voiced his weariness. It was hard to go about at night with nothing more than moonlight to guide one. Even harder when one was looking for something. Something very important. As he stopped momentarily to renew the warming spell on his garments, the man looked up to the night sky, looking at the stars as they winked at him and at the nearly full moon with it's eerie light. His hood fell back a little to reveal his face, a pale face that mirrored the moon's. Impassive, distant. He shook his head and continued on.Charmer9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mostrare," he murmured as the wind whipped the hood completely off of his head. The man shivered and hurriedly pulled the hood back over his moonlit hair. A house faded into being before him, a cheery looking little cottage that made him wish he wasn't outside in the cold.
With visible purpose, he fought his way through the snow drifts to the house and rapped determinedly at the door, wanting to be out of the cold. He'd spent
Birth of BenevolenceBirth of Benevolence4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Pale hooves scuffed on the sun-shriveled ground. All four were connected to black legs that jerked periodically, supporting a new body birthed by the earth and breathed to life by the wind. The skin was black and the body hair was white. A neck that would grow more sleek with muscle given more years was thin now, curved, and supported a delicate head with a straight, small nose. The pair of black delicate sensory organs pulled in the dry air. Coughs came from the dark mouth as the air burned the young throat. Long lashes over small eyes fluttered, trying to grasp the concept of sight.
A song murmured overhead and the filly twitched both small white ears. She looked up and amaranth-pink strands curled in a line down the equine neck from between the ears to the withers. A great bowl of blue greeted her. She turned. There was only the heat beaten ground with parched cracks that opened like so many desperate mouths towards the sky.
What am I? Where am I?, the filly thought. Where
and it came on in waves.and it came on in waves.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Big Sur was a name that lived in the mouths of surfers and the words of Jack Kerouac and Henry Miller. Spontaneity drove me to this place as I ventured away from the Los Angeles wasteland back to the Silicon graveyard called home. The boredom of business for a whole week might have been the true cause. I'm never one not to take an adventure.
But California natives drove smart. To cross from one side of the state to the other, you took I-5 or 101. We laughed at the idiots who took the "scenic route" for pleasure, not for business. You only took Highway 1 to access the beaches. With the twists and turns, possible motion sickness, mudslides, rockslides, fog and constant construction, Highway 1 was a tourist's wake-up call-- not all is sunny-sexy in the Golden state. Seeing as I lived four years away from home, where the Northeast's transportation circulatory system pulses strong, fast and easy, I did an un-native thing and turned off at Pismo Beach for Highway 1.
Driving this road a few h
Charmer 15 ..::EPILOGUE::..Previously on CharmerCharmer 15 ..::EPILOGUE::..8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just breathe, Draco lets go back to the Manor and get you some calming tea. Then you can proceed to do whatever you feel you need to, to get revenge.
Friday, the nineteenth of January:
Highly successful business man and noted philanthropist Draco Malfoy has announced, publicly, his upcoming marriage to war hero and author, Hermione Granger. The date has yet to be confirmed by the Malfoy family, Mr. Malfoy deferring comments on that until the annual January Ball which is to be hosted by the Malfoy family on the 31st of this month. However, preliminary sources interviewed outside of the Ministry have speculated a date such as the 15th of June of this year
Draco! Draco calmly glanced back at his mother over his shoulder as he debated using magic to fix the stiff cravat on his robes. Much as he wished to, it was risky. His good friend Blaise Zabini had used magic once to lace up his b
1D FanFic Ch. 10 Dress Right1D FanFic Ch. 10 Dress Right3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"La petite poule grise L'tait un petite' poul', une petite poule, grise Qu'allait ponder dans l'glise " I sang in French as I rocked back and forth on my feet, Cherish yawning in my arms.
"Why are you singing to my daughter in French, Mir?" Niall asked, coming in and planting a kiss on my cheek, he had some kind of food in his mouth , but I didn't ask.
"Because she's going to speak French." I said.
"Because you don't speak it."
"Why would you do that to me?" Niall asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck.
"So we can talk about boys without you listening in." I smiled, turning my head to look at him. "See, I'm smart." I said in French.
"I know Je and I can assume intellegente means smart" He said, and kissed me.
Apparently, he had been eating a carrot; but he had swallowed it, thankfully
"Hey, I'm holding the baby, wouldn't want her to get the wrong impression." I teased, and Niall laughed. "Hey, I was hoping to go out shopping with the Kat la
It's going to be okay.I hear the bullets go through me before I feel them. I hear them tear through my body and burrow into the bookcase behind me. I may have screamed. I'm not sure. If I screamed, it was for Parker, not myself. One hits his chest, two in his stomach. I feel his blood splatter across my face, and feel my own pouring between my fingers as I press them against my side.It's going to be okay.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stop bleeding. Stop bleeding.
I'm not sure where they hit me; it's just pain, just shaking, just his hand holding mine.
Another shot rings out, and I hear a grunt as Patrick falls again. Is he dead this time? I don't know. There are so many shots; I can't tell who's living and who isn't, because both are silent. Silent as death. The only noises are the rounds being fired, the fire alarms wailing, cartridges clinking and the moans of the injured. I can faintly hear
I am RealI am not a celebrity.I am Real4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not a model.
I have no beautiful facial feautures.
I have no slim figure.
I am not rich.
I am not fake.
I live a simple life.
I live a humble story.
I am real.
The IslandI must admitThe Island3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could never be with a girl who don't smoke
Cause I feel so lonely if you don't smoke with me
It's like baby
Just come sit on my lap
While I roll up this mango
We'll take a trip to a tropical island
I'll treat you like an angel
Bend you in all the right angles
And I hope you treat me good
Cause your such a looker
High heels like a hooker
This lemon liqueur got me tippin
This mango got me trippin
Got a boat load of bud trees
Lost somewhere on the island
Everyday sand in my toes
Lookin for my many o's
Baby girl sittin next to me lookin into the abyss
Floatin on an island
Wish this was my land
But I can't buy land
Cause Im lost like this island
She got her makeup running
Trying to fix that shit
I'm like baby just wash it off
That shit don't fly with me
Nice and clean
Smoke that green
Get bear naked
Eat some granola
Float in the ocean and forget about jewels and gold
Cause baby girl you and me were gonna get old
So for now just deal
Your hand is done just fold
Sleeping with the Enemy - Ch 1Chapter 1: Third Seat, Division FiveSleeping with the Enemy - Ch 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Confusion never stops,
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know."
She held the slip of paper in front of her face as she made her way through Seireitei and checked the order of the division numbers. Division Two, Division Three she was supposed to report to Division Five at eight am sharp, and that deadline was drawing dangerously near. The young woman, a recent graduate of the Spiritual Arts Academy, adjusted her bag and hastened her steps. The place was so enormous that she was not even sure whether the increase in speed would get her there any sooner. She had been praised throughout the academy for her punctuality, outstanding academic performance, and no absences. Showing up late would certainly debunk any faith her teachers had placed upon her.
Finally, a large gate with 'Division Five' emblazoned on it came into view, and she check
tPS I'll be waitingThe day I woke up- the day I really woke up- there was nobody else in my room. My stomach felt strange and I ached all over, but the panic was gone. I looked around my room; nothing had changed. My records were still lined up against the phonograph, my lampshade still had one of my bras draped over it from the time I had missed the laundry hamper, and my posters of James Cagney and Humphrey Bogart and Audrey Hepburn still hung on my wall.tPS I'll be waiting5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat up in bed and cracked my back, yawning. What an awful nightmare. The worst nightmare I had ever had. I blinked a few times.
It was just a dream!
Of course it was!
I leapt out of bed, but stumbled and nearly toppled over. Goodness, I thought, I must have been asleep for days. Even though my legs felt like noodles, I managed to wobble over to my bureau and slither into Benjamin's burgundy sweater that I had stolen and some kn
quacking jokesthree ducks explodequacking jokes6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
What's The Matter Here?What's The Matter Here?3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What came before the waking?
And what came before the dusk?
If the world continues to keep braking
what will become of us?
It's not as though we have a choice
to listen to one another or follow the
sound of another's voice.
I don't think we don't think.
I don't think we even blink
at the thought of what we've got
or is it what we have or have not?
How then do we make this work?
Did we forget it doesn't need us for it to work?
Did we even know that after all?
Do we really understand?
It's not ours to do with as we wish
we aren't all just a drift like a school of fish.
If you turn then I turn too,
and if I turn then you turn
that's just what we do
you go your way and I go mine too
But eventually we run out of room and we run out of time.
Where does it end?
Where does it my friend?
Bulletproof Heart P.10-15Bulletproof Heart P.10-155 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Izzy was with every movement, closer to freedom. She could feel her neck begin to de-numb, which hurt like hell. It wouldn't slow her down though. Hopefully Aron and the boys were on their way. She slipped through another metal tunnel and had a look through the ventilation grate opening. Large masses of SCARECROWS were running down the hallway; each with a gun in hand.
"They're here." Izzy giggled, relaxing while watching the men run by. It meant Aron was near by. She lifted her left hand and slipped her glove off. The ring was still there, after all the years of waiting. Three to be exact. She hoped they all could escape to Zone 9, where she used to live at before everything happened. Snow. Her head shook as she regained her ground and awareness of the current situation.
"Where's KORSE; wasn't he supposed to be in his tube by now?" One of the SCARECROWS asked.
Out of one of the hallways emerged a Drac, "He was, but I guess he disappeared." There was mass confusion.
Izzy began to panic
Sleeping with the Enemy-Ch 15Chapter 15: Testing BoundariesSleeping with the Enemy-Ch 156 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I dive in at the deep end,
She became my best friend,
I wanna love you,
but I don't know if I can."
-Coldplay "X & Y"
"I bid you good night, Nina. Sleep well."
And Nina had done just the opposite of that. She was tired, yes, but she could only lie in her bed and flop around like a fish out of water as her jumbled thoughts bounced like a pachinko ball. Kiyohime was in the midst of it all, nagging her incessantly to the point where Nina placed her hands frustratingly on the sides of her head.
Nina flung her blankets back, stood, crossed the room, and seized Kiyohime from her stand. It was obvious that her zanpakuto was not about to let her get some rest, so she seated herself in front of an open door, laid her across her knees, and closed her eyes.
Almost as soon as Nina was in her inner world, she called out to Kiyohime. "Come out already so we can talk this out and I can get some sleep!"
Kiyo casually slithered from behind