Elle Des joyaux,Elle1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deux bijoux si gracieux,
Brillants d’un lumineux éclat,
Perçant directement le cœur,
Touchant au plus profond de l’âme,
Emplissant d’un sentiment étrange,
Petit Chat et Grand LynxSous des lustres éclatants, les silhouettes dansantes,Petit Chat et Grand Lynx3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Petit Chat rêvait, vêtue telle une princesse
Aux couleurs lumineuses et incandescentes.
Imaginant valser en toute allégresse,
Petit Chat tournoyait seule, joyeusement
Elle suivit le rythme doux, en délicatesse.
Sa danse enchanta un félin si hésitant.
Grand Lynx contempla Petit Chat en silence
Il admirait ses pas et légers mouvements.
L'attrapant dans sa majestueuse cadence
Grand Lynx l'entraîna dans un tour agréable
Leurs mains se joignirent, enjouant leur occurrence
Petit Chat et Grand Lynx devinrent inséparables.
Le Vampire : l'HiverAprès l'automne morose et grisant,Le Vampire : l'Hiver2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Des montagnes s'approchent les amas
Blancs, annonçant par leur sinistre aura
Le début du temps pur et rayonnant.
Ainsi s'éveille le firmament.
De son grand voile obscur tombera
Les petits, doux et candides éclats
Qui couvriront les arbres de diamants.
Sur ces terres fraîches de poussière,
Nos pas joyeux seront éphémères
Et nos traces se combleront de neige.
Nous continuerons notre longue errance.
L'immortalité nous offre la chance
De contempler la Mort, rare cortège.
PrussiaPrussia5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A birdie Plush toy it was Yellow and looked like Prussia’s beloved Gilbird which led you to the conclusion the conclusion that it was Prussia’s but he had got to that conclusion first which led to you being carried over his shoulder into the closet. Once the door was shut and locked he pinned you against the wall and smirked “I’m gonna make you scream my name SO loudly” he said he went to kiss you but you ducked and crawled through his legs “bitch please I will scream no one’s name!” you said loudly and angrily he looked at you angrily “I AM AWESOME YOU HAVE TO SCREAM MY NAME!” he shouted
“dammit why do I have to love this jerk” you said without noticing
Prussia looked at you shocked “Y-you Love me?” he asked surprised you could have sworn you saw him blush yet it was dark so you couldn’t tell “yes you idiot!” you said angrily
“You don’t say well it just so happens that I L
Hymne a OscuroLamentable bonheur ne peut durer.Hymne a Oscuro1 month ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Effacez, détruisez, annihilez !
Répugner et défier les géants,
Occire les faibles insignifiants,
Infliger la douleur aux innocents.
Depuis des siècles réside quiétude.
Entachons la paix de nos ennemis
Malmenés par une vicissitude
Exhalée de l'obscurité impie.
Une armée cruelle et avide avance,
Ravageant les terres de lumière,
Altérant la fortune en indigence,
Nuisant aux âmes dans la misère,
Tuant soldats, serviteurs, reine et roi.
Sa gloire est brisée par un cœur honnête,
Un espoir provoque son désarroi.
Ruiné et maudit, il crie reconquête.
Le royaume pur devait périr
Entre ses mains assombries de désir.
Toute domination est imparable,
Belial - J'aimais une fille...Belial - J'aimais une fille...1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
J'aimais une fille belle comme le jour,
Le soleil, jaloux de ses cheveux
D'un geste, Bélial repoussa les lourdes tentures pendues au mur, dégageant la fenêtre au verre épais. Le soleil rasant éclaboussait d'or et de trainées sanglantes le ciel au travers, l'informant que son profond sommeil avait duré presque toute la journée. Il ne s'en étonnait guère. Sous sa chemise de lin le cuisait encore les élancements de la blessure du ventre Un rien plus fort, et Edmure lui faisait jaillir les trippes dans les mains. Penser à son frère lui crispa la mâchoire. Père lui a peut-être ordonné de me ramener vivant de préférence, il a une autre idée en tête en choisissant de me garder comme prisonnier. Ma tête seule charmerait d'avantage notre noble maisonnée.
Un épais cordon fiché au mur lui perm
Sol Beat - PrologueSol Beat - Prologue3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Prologue - Legend of the Sol Beat
Long ago, there was an ancient civilization that once lived in the city of Solaris who celebrated the Festival of the Summer's Eve with their sacred artifact known as the "Sol Beat", a gift that was bestowed upon them from a supernatural being that resides in a higher dimension who they referred to as the "Queen of the Sky and Light." The Sol Beat is an artifact that makes any wish come true, no matter how impossible the wish may be. The people of Solaris had always made their wishes for good intentions, but there was one individual who wanted to abuse its extraordinary powers for his own selfish gain. Once he obtained the Sol Beat, chaos began to spread as the world's balance wallowed in distortion. The rogue Solarian soon was known to the world as the fearsome "Lord of Twilight". No one dared to challenge him, until one courageous boy made his stand against the Lord of Twilight. The battle was a fierce one indeed, but the boy managed to triumph over
The Chaos Journey - PrologueThe Chaos Journey - Prologue4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Prologue The Mysterious Comet
In the year 1986, a strange black comet had crash landed into the ocean near a small town called Onetta in the middle of the night. Many people gathered around to see what had landed into the ocean. But unbeknownst to them, the comet's radiation was seeping through their reservoir that was connected to the ocean.
A few days later, the townspeople were displaying strange powers. They were able to lift heavy objects, bend metal, and speak telepathically with their mind. The radiation from the comet had granted them telekinesis. Obtaining such a power did frightened them, but over time they gotten accustomed to it. The psychic powers even made their lives easier. However, the townspeople don't want any outsiders knowing about their psychic powers. So whenever someone outside of town comes by, the lookouts quickly inform the mayor. Then, they ring the bell that is located atop the town hall, alerting everyone to stop using their psychic powers in public
The Origin of Dr. NothingAt the University of Scientific Advancement, in research room 206, sat a student doing research. He looks up from his microscope and rubs his eyes, the man is eighteen, his hair is parted in the middle with one side black and the other white. He picks up the tape recorder sitting next to him "Test 8766, Jonathan Nothing testing, the combinations of two different virus has proven successful...Once adapted to each other have created a super virus, however if the bad attributes are removed, this could be used for curing many diseases..."The Origin of Dr. Nothing3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
An older gentleman enters the room, Jonathan turns around and smiles "Further analysis will be required" said Jonathan shuts the recorder off "Hello, Professor Stein, how can I help you?" said Jonathan walking over and shaking the man's hand "Jonathan, still working on your project I see..." Professor Stein said "Yeah, I was just finishing" "Good, I've come to give you this..." handing the folder to him, Jonathan opened it and starting reading the papers
UnDesired Duty (part5)UnDesired DutyUnDesired Duty (part5)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His transformation did not end at his womanhood.
The next thing, that was changing, was his belly. As though you may think it wouldn't change much, it actually was quite a different. First of all, his muscles disappeared.
Then his shape changed. He was getting smaller in his belly region and wider at his hips. Furthermore his hair disappeared. It didn't drop like before, it just vanished. This freaked him out a bit further. He seemed to have 100 70 90 measures now, as far as he could see in his mirror. But maybe he was actually just turned on by himself. He was ashamed for that. But he could not deny, that he turned out pretty hot, at least down there.
As his transformation continued, he saw himself shrinking. It probably had reached his spine. After he was getting a measuring tape, he measured that he shrunk 7 inches, from 5 ft 10 in to 5 ft and 3 inches. That may not sound like very much, but if you shrink that amount, you feel like a whole diff
UnDesired Duty (part 4)UnDesired DutyUnDesired Duty (part 4)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was only the beginning. After he had lost his hair on his lower legs, his tights also started to loose their hair. He didn't know why this all was happening to him? Are there not enough people in the world, who could also suffer? There were people, who had never suffered any big losses and had a great life. But no. Fate is a bitch.
He knew he would not be able to stop it. And he didn't want to show it to anyone. Going to the hospital was no choice anymore. He wanted to hide. Hiding was the only way he would not get massively embarrassed. He knew it was wrong to deny help, but he could not accept it either. The 'line' of loosing hair was moving upwards. His tights had lost their complete hair.
That was the moment, when it really became crazy. He felt his dick being pulled. First, it was a pleasing feeling, but it changed. Almost suddenly the pull got so strong, that it really started to hurt him. He dropped the boxer-shorts now to see what was h
From Kasha to Tasha - TGKasha pushed himself from the computer, momentarily relaxed. His plotting had put Dragon through the feminine whirl twice, with minimal risks to himself, and drawn a few cute ponies in the process.From Kasha to Tasha - TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cuteness would just add t the revenge, if anybody asked.
Overall, he felt good; satisfied with himself and the world; ready to take anything that came to him. Or better yet, waited for him to come to it. He smirked at the idea of any of it actually reaching through the computer screen to reach him.
The smirk slipped after a few moments, as he hastily checked his computer screen to make sure it was off. He'd read some stories about people getting altered that way, recently. Rumors off the web; nothing to be trusted/ But he'd learned the hard way never to ignore internet rumors, and never to open letters from fans. More than one TG artist had fallen that way, beneath the rabid hoards of eager viewers who wanted more no matter the cost. So attached to the idea of new flesh they w
BunkerIt is WWI and I am in a bunker that is very muddy and wet. It smells like mold, gunpowder, rotting flesh, and the smoke of various things burning. All I can see is the wood walls of the bunker with mud seeping through the cracks, on the far side of the bunker there is a hole where a mortar has hit. In front of me there is a table with a map on it and at the corner of the map there sits a fully loaded revolver and on a bed near me there is a young soldier smoking a cigarette with one hand and writing a letter home. On his leg there is a bandage where a piece of flak from a grenade has hit him. Then there is a big boom and a crack and the ground shakes. That repeats itself a couple of more times and then I get up from my chair and pick up my pistol and put into its holster. "say come on lads it's time to attack old Jerry". And all the men in the bunker stop what they are doing and pick up their rifles and head out the door.Bunker3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Secrets Of The Third ReichBooth arrived in Stuttgart, Germany. His mission was to find Hitler personnel enigma machine and code book. Booth was to meet up with the Marquis Resistance Group and they brought him to their armory. As Booth stepped into the candlelit room he saw a whole bunch of weapons on the table, François an MRG weapon specialist, told him to select three weapons. The first weapon he chose is an Artillery Broom Handle Pistol, the second weapon was a Thompson submachine gun, Booth struggled to find a third weapon strong enough to defeat Nazi scum. Booth blue eyes wandered over to the table full of shiny firearms and fell upon a beautiful sight.Secrets Of The Third Reich3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What can this baby do?" "This baby can accurately put 15 Nazis out of their misery in under 60 seconds," replied François, smiling through his mustache." Booth picked up the FG 42 with excitement. He opens the nearest window takes aim at a scarecrows jack-o'-lantern head and with a burst of bullets he blows its head off, 600 m away. Françoi
Class Period - TGTired. Anxious. Starting to crack. Jean hated the weeks before finals. Those were the weeks everything seemed to go wrong, everyone shooting glares and absolutely everyone on the edge of their seats.Class Period - TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was also the time she was at most risk for being found out as a Genie. The wishes were flying, so fast she had to stop up her ears just to stop herself from doing something immoral. So many of them it might have killed her if she'd tried to grant all of them.
She could feel one, too close to her, though. She tried to push it out, but faltered. It was too close, beating against her imperfect and immature defenses.
Her mother had warned her against coming to school. She had said it would lead to trouble. That Jean wasn't good enough to defend under normal circumstances, with normal wishes, even in the best of condition; excepting in her own layer, of course, but she didn't have time to reach that anymore. Not with someone making a wish so close to her, their emotions washing over her.
The Duckubus Cheer - TGDu blinked at the sky when the light began to come towards him; yellow, instead of blue. It cleared as it came closer, a tiny little figure fluttering at high speeds on wings. "TGFAIRYSAIDTHISWASOKAYSOOPENUPPLEASE!"The Duckubus Cheer - TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Wha-" he sputtered to a halt as the figure flew inside his throat, coughing a few times to try to get it free. A few orange feathers fluttered from his mouth in response, fluttering to the ground as he bounded against his chest a few times; the motion hurt. His chest was starting to pressurize, the shirt bulging outwards as more feathers burst from his mouth.
Deep within the caverns of his throat he heard a quiet "wheeeee!" echoing from him as the shirt popped out, the feathered tips of breasts working their way out of their confines as orange erupted across the pale flesh. He doubled in over it as his stomach caved, the growing feathers poking out between the threads. A button flew loose, skittering down the street as he took a stumbling step forward, and then fell. Webbe
Artifacts in the attic part 2I stood there having no idea what else to do. I mean if you were just changed into what resembled some kind of cat girl wouldn't you be kind of oh I don't know, freaked out! Well I was and I had no idea what to do about it. Eventually I thought of a plan, first off I have to know what I am, or at least resemble. I head down to my families computer, the entire time forgetting I was pant less. I start up the computer and head to Google, I search cats. That didn't work. I take another look at myself and realize I should be more specific so I type in spotted cats. Close but still nothing that looks exactly like I do. So realizing that I have never seen any cat that looks like one I have seen I try wild spotted cats. The first one looks right, upon closer inspection it is missing my soft creamy belly fur and the tail looks a little too big proportionately. Bu this site seems to have everything, upon more searching I finally find the Serval. It is almost a perfect match, except for theArtifacts in the attic part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Other Half Staring into those lifeless, cold eyes once again. Looking down, the stringy black strands fell over the mask, hiding them from view.The Other Half5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
All for the better. Rasping, the deep, smooth acidy dripping voice tore through the silence, slitting through the skin of tensity, letting the truth bleed out. Knowing that a small exited flicker would appear in those eyes at the thought. The line of identity had become smeared, the fear was growing that it was beyond repair. Telling yourself that you can rise above something, doesnt always work.
There was always the choice of resorting to recitations of old childrens songs in German, that tended to make things achieve calamity. Looking down, at the same time, looking inside, a bitter mix of fire and ice was all the could be found in whatever remained of the soul, as some called it. Anger and sadness, hatred and regret. But the exterior always seem
The Ghost of Sarah WatersIThe Ghost of Sarah Waters9 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Some of those who knew him well had been surprised to hear that Keith liked Halloween so much, but it's natural to get excited when you have a job where you only get one day off a year. It's like being some kind of inverted Santa Claus.
"Which is why," he told the ghost of Sarah Waters, "I have a rule about not dealing with ghosts on Halloween."
She looked at him with her big pleading eyes, brown in life but now the dull blue-gray color of ectoplasm like the rest of her. "But Keith!"
The maternal grandmother from whom Keith had inherited his "gift" once told him that people today were more materialistic and less likely to firmly believe in an afterlife. So while there were still the cliché murder and/or suicide ghosts haunting around, there were many more who either didn't want to die or who were being held back from crossing over by something thoroughly mundane, like missing car keys.
But on Halloween (or All Souls Day or Dia de los Muertos if you prefer) the barriers between
Not So Sly Spy TG REThis was going to be much too easy. The building seemed to have no defenses, no cameras, no laser sensors, there were no precautions against infiltration of any sort. They had left a level 5 building completely unguarded well almost unguarded, there was the one guard in the front lobby. But I had no problem easily getting past her.Not So Sly Spy TG RE3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I had been sent in to gather information on this organization which had appeared in the last year or so. The only Intel on it was that apparently all known members were female and not one had appeared on the grid for more than a day or so. I was told to infiltrate the nearest known building and gather as much info as I could.
I had already entered the building and was sneaking my way past the guard. She sat there filing her nails not paying all that much attention as I moved through the shadows. As I moved out her line of sight I moved out and hit the first door, taking out a small drill looking device I pushed it into the door where it started drillin
A Little Unexpected - Chapter 1"Yes!" I breathe as I walk through the school gates for the last time in the next 6 weeks. 6 weeks of freedom, no school, no homework, no bullies, just recess. Pulling my bag straps into a more comfortable position, I begin the journey across town to my house, humming gently to myself as I walk; the sun beating down its summer rays upon me. As I walk, I spot the girl of my dreams, Sasha, walking along the pavement in front of me, her hips swaying slightly as she goes. I can't help but admire how her black form-fitting denim shorts and Nirvana t-shirt complement her body. I guess it's a shame she's into bad boys, and I'm more the kid that gets bullied by the bad boys. Nevertheless, I can still dream…A Little Unexpected - Chapter 11 year ago in Profiles More Like This
"Hey Tom!" calls the voice of my best friend, Mike, breaking me from my daydream. Turning around, I see the 5'7'' slightly-athletic build of my best friend. In comparison, my 5'5'' scrawny build is no match, which makes me wonder for every moment I am with him, why he chose to be friends wi
Forgotten - TG"Something is happening. I don't know what. I don't need to know. I never need to know.Forgotten - TG2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You're supposed to laugh at that bit. Go ahead. Laugh.
I won't hold it against you.
Are you creeped out yet?
Good. You should be. Because that thing that's happening? It's happening to you. I don't need to know what's happening, because it's not happening to me at all.
It's happening to someone else.
You can feel it happening, even. You can feel it, deep inside that queasy feeling in your stomach. That sense of something growing. Growing. Trying to burst free, but you can't actually see anything happening at all.
Because you don't notice what's changed.
You think you've always been like this. Or perhaps you don't perhaps there's some tiny corner of your mind screaming screaming "this is wrong!" and you're just not listening. Perhaps some part of you knows the truth, and you're shutting it out and perhaps that part of you is already dying. Because you told yourself "