Ce que veulent les femmesCe que veulent les femmes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ce que veulent les femmes.
Varlam sortit rapidement de la pièce en claquant si violemment la porte qu'elle manqua de s'extraire de ses gongs. Non celle-là, vraiment, on ne lui avait jamais faite ! Qu'est-ce qui clochait chez les femmes ? Elles vous tournaient autour, vous séduisaient, vous consommaient et ensuite ? Et ensuite, deux options : ou bien elles vous parlaient serments d'amour et promesses de fidélité éternelle, ou bien elles vous claquaient subitement la porte au nez. N'y avait-il pas créatures plus instables et plus incompréhensibles que les femmes ? Une homme était bien plus simple à comprendre, bien plus cohérent. Quand il couchait avec une femme, rencontrée la veille ou le jour même, il ne fallait pas lui demander d'être amoureux. D'abord, un homme avait besoin d'au moins une à deux semaines pour se rappeler le prénom de la belle alanguie dans s
Echo of the past 01 [ENG]Echo of the past 01 [ENG]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All chapters are under correction
Chapter with better formatting, in PDF file: http://xkyoux.wordpress.com/2012/05/09/story-about-boys-love/
The chapter below has come into being spontaneously, for fun, without the bigger concept of writing any more chapters. It wasn’t supposed to have any form of continuity, and the thread of Marcin & Nivan - the two heroes in this story - was meant as a note of spice in their created lives. Both characters were created for the purpose of a role playing game, both of them had partners in their lives as well as separate histories. And so it was meant to stay... in the beginning that is. But "Karma" wanted it different
After the unexpected warm reception of the first chapter the author decided to continue the story. She wrote the second and the third chapter intertwining the boys paths, added a few others and so the story took shape.
The author intertwines the lives of two men, best friends in the past. After almost eight years apart th
Connections Ch 5 AlexDesmondAbout two days had passed since Desmond last saw Alex, not that he really cared. He was mostly left to his own devices except for around meal time. A woman named Dana would come in and leave some sort of meal for Desmond. Sometimes, she would even stick around and carry out a conversation with him. Desmond noticed after the first few visits that she looked an awful lot like Alex and figured they must be related. How else could they the same frost-bitten blue eyes?Connections Ch 5 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, this whole infection is thanks to GENTEK?" Dana nodded at Desmond's question.
"At least that's what Alex thinks. Who really knows what's going on in the fucked up complex." She shook her head and shrugged. She had brought in a glass of what appeared to be water in with her. After a little bit of mindless chattering, Desmond decided to try to get some answers.
"Who is Alex, exactly? What's his relationship with you?"
"Alex is my older brother. He was pretty distant for 5 years until he showed up at my door aski
:EnGarde- Ch 2::EnGarde- Ch 2:3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Wait! So that means Caleb is going to be at the club when I'm there?!" Danni giggled as she slammed the car door, making Alec gasp in alarm.
"Hey! Easy on the car," He hissed, putting his hand on the hood and rubbing it tenderly, sticking out his bottom lip. "It's okay, baby. I won't let her hurt you anymore."
"You're so lame," Danni murmured, grabbing her fencing bag.
They walked up the steps and pulled on the insanely heavy door. As it opened, air rushed into Danni's face, making her braids flutter backwards. Alec noticed her eyes widen as she saw Caleb walking out of the locker room, his mask tucked under his arm and his sabre in hand. He seemed to be in a deep conversation with the Asian man that was yelling at him at the tournament. He glanced up from their discussion and waved at Alec and his sister. The hazel-eyed boy smiled warmly and waved back, Danni in too much of a daze to respond. Her brother smirked and grabbed Danni by the arm
OBSCUREOBSCURE:OBSCURE3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The flower of midnight blooms
As the wind will sway the trees.
But my corpse will dangle helpless
As it is blown by the breeze.
Feel the prick of final judgement
As I am cast into the flame.
Born again into this world;
Where my life is just a game.
I think and try to remember
But the night is simply cold
I return to the ancient tree
where once my soul was sold.
I gather the rope and ladder
while the moon is shining bright.
I kill myself again;
In the quiet of the night...
A lonely obscure defiance;
Where my silent tears will fall.
For none will ever remember
A quiet broken doll...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th May 2012
Under the Bleachers ch4The streetlamp light carved a shadow out of Castiel's form. He gazed down at it at length knowing somewhere Jimmy's mother was worrying about her son. He should have come home from practise an hour ago. His shadow should not have to bear the weight of wings. He could see the faintest outline of those hidden feathered appendages. Slowly his vision travelled skyward, ears listening for the voices he missed hearing. He could sense that all the humans in range where not wary of his presence and where not likely to be any time soon. He licked his lips nervously.Under the Bleachers ch44 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I need help" he spoke, the sound of his voice dying on the empty road. He waited for revelation. It was not long before his reply came. His vessels ears pricked up hearing only soft angelic whispers where others would hear a high-pitched shriek.
What help do you seek?
It was comforting to hear those silver tones.
"I am confused. I have healed a boy without meaning to" Castiel replied voice trembling slightly.
Scarificationblood oranges areScarification2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
slice them open
without a moment’s
their crimson juices
licked from our lips
& that is what
i want to be. -
i sucked from
your mouth -
along my spine.
- i was cut open
Living a LieLiving a Lie:Living a Lie3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel like I've awakened from a comatose state
And the world has gone on without me.
I stretch my legs and take a walk outside
And for the very first time I see:
A strange kind of beauty, that is utterly alluring
It calls out to my spirit with the gentlest of cries.
I'm afraid to admit, for it was rather unmanly,
That I left with tears in my eyes...
I can't imagine how I could have forgotten
The very way that I used to walk...
I remember now my habitual actions
And I've even learned to talk!
"Arrr me hearties, good day to ya all
It be a fine day ta sail on tha sea
And if we find a plethora o' treasure;
Then yer drinks are all on me!"
I must admit it that brought me a smile
To be speaking my native brogue.
It reminded me that a dashing man
Should always be a playful rouge.
But that aside I'm feeling better
For now my mind has found its peace.
A comforting sense of order and structure
It's almost as rare as the golden fleece.
Within this sphere
Homestuck Land TestSo, it's finally arrived!Homestuck Land Test3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
First off, this is COMPLETELY DIFFERENT than the title test in the way this will work. In fact, this really isn't much of a test. It's more of a guide to creating a land based on your/your fan character's personality.
As such, this is not going to give you a straight answer! You will have to use your imagination to create the actual land.
The test instead tells you the "feel" of your land and the quest of your land!
So, enough rambling, lets get started!
First off is the "Feel" of your world!
This is based on the FIRST word of your personalDNA result!
personalDNA test here: http://www.personaldna.com/
Once you have your result, go here to see the feel of your world: http://tinyurl.com/FeelofLand
Now, for your land's quest, you'll need to take the MBTI, or the Myers Briggs test.
Found here: http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm
Don't worry, there aren't 16 different quest types. There are only 4!
If you are a Guardian (You have both S a
Our Word is SacredOur Word is Sacred:Our Word is Sacred3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We have struggled against the chains of fate
We've lived our lives on the edge of hate.
Oppressed by the taunting of the foolish and blind;
It is time we stood and responded in kind.
No more can we sit here, content with our place;
Else by apathy alone we shall be erased!
Our work is like a candle, a small one at best;
It is quickly snuffed by a single breath...
For too long have we accepted, the concept of equality;
Whilst simply accepting the crumbs of poverty.
Our people go unheeded, as madmen and sloths;
The "cultured" eat like kings, while we are fed with broth...
To create these verses, it takes a lot of time;
Have you ever tried putting your thoughts in rhyme?
Have you dealt with the frustration, of grasping at words?
Trust me my friend, it is like hunting for birds...
To put this in a structure, to give poetry a form;
It can take some men from dusk till dawn...
Yet we slave away freely and we beg for a chance;
But all we have e
Daughter of the Gods pt. 1It was very late at night. The soft sound of the rushing wind outside the plane lulled many passengers to sleep. The lights were dimmed, and yet, a small area was lit by one girl's book light as she drew in a medium sized sketchbook. The girl shifted around and pulled one knee up close, setting her foot on the chair so her leg leaned against the wall of the plane. The passenger next to her shifted also, and the girl paused as she waited to see whether he would awake. The teen passenger began to snore, and the girl sighed safely and continued her sketching.Daughter of the Gods pt. 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anne, the girl, wasn't tired at all. If anything, she was more awake than usual, as if she just drank a full cup of coffee. Here she was on an airplane, for the first time even, waiting to arrive in Europe with her high school classmates. Had she wanted to go? No. Was she excited? Not really. She had wanted to stay at home and enjoy her Christmas break with her best friends and new stuff, but no, her parents suggested this trip, sinc
Can You Feel It?Can You Feel It?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Sungmin: Can you feel it Heechul?
Heechul: Feel what Sungmin?
Sungmin: Can you feel my heartbeat?
Heechul: Yes of course, why?
Sungmin: I only let it beat for you...
Heechul: Doesn't it always beat even if I'm not around?
Sungmin: It stops when you are not here....
Heechul: You're lying, your heart beats all the time.
Sungmin: Go away and I'll show you.
Heechul: Because I don't want it to stop....
Sungmin: So you believe me?
Heechul: I don't want to take that chance of losing you.
Sungmin: So does that mean you do love me?
Heechul: Sungmin can you feel it?
Sungmin: Feel what Heechul?
*Heechul then leans in for a kiss, then presses his lips to Sungmin's ear with a gentle whisper*
Heechul: Saranghaeyo Sungmin.
Sungmin: Saranghaeyo Heechul.
Rest My Sweetest DarlingSweetest little dragon child, with a tiny broken wingRest My Sweetest Darling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you it is a solemn song that we are made to sing.
Your parents fought to save you, but here it is you lie
My sweetest little dragon child, why did you have to die?
There are no words to capture grief, nor the mourning in our hearts
I never thought that we were meant to be easily torn apart...
No pain in life could have ever prepared us, for the pain we faced today
My child I wish you could hear the words that we truly long to say
We wish we could have taught you, about the flowers in the spring
We wish we could have showed you, the homes of our kin...
We wish we could have loved you, and watched you fly away
But in this cold and clammy cave is where you have to stay
We'll lay you down to rest for now, so just dream of better times
Your mother and I will be the ones to atone for our crimes
Sleep for now and rest yourself for you needn't ever rise
We will stay and watch you drift away, before our very eyes...
"My dearest Mideen
Under The Bleachers ch6He shovelled armfuls of dirt from his way as he swam blindly through the earth. He hoped he was moving up and his lungs began to ache from lack of air. Just as he was forced to empty them for the last time one hand ploughed up and instead of griping soil he felt the cool caress of air. With a desperate scramble he breached taking a massive breath before falling forward against broken grass leaves. All his muscles throbbed from the effort. For a few moments he lay still catching his breath disoriented and, he soon discovered, completely alone. He spat and rubbed his eyes trying to clear the blur from his vision and noticed something very strange.Under The Bleachers ch64 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was rare Dean Winchester came across anything bizarre enough as to gain his entire keen attention. Though it had only been about half an hour into his day the hunter expected that this was already the strangest of his life. Gradually Dean lifted himself on quaking legs to stand and gaze agape at his surroundings. He stood next to the unmarke
APH Snapped!Germany- Why did I hurt you...?READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING!!!APH Snapped!Germany- Why did I hurt you...?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Germany stared at the ceiling, his cerulean blue eyes glaring at the textured pale white. His head was nestled carefully on his pillow, blond hair a complete, disheveled mess; a few strands were in his eyes, one stubborn one tickled his nose lighty. Ludwig didn't bother to push his hair out of his face, he didn't bother to get up from his bed. He didn't want to do anything. The concept of moving right now was enough to give the German an extensive headache which would lead to a migraine. His eyes flicked over to the maroon curtains which were pulled closed over his window. In the small gap in between the two pieces of fabric he could see a thin sliver of sunlight trying to force its way into his bedroom. He could see it creeping under the curtains and onto the floor, desperate to bathe his cold skin in golden light. Germany forced himself to move and rolled over, facing away from the slight intrusion of that disgusting thoug
Papa Austria x Reader: The Present Chapter 3Papa Austria x Reader: The Present Chapter 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ever since Elizabetha died, everything was different now. Music was no longer playing around the house where you lived. and Roderich couldn/t bear to play the piano anymore now that Elizabetha was gone forever. Roderich would have one of his friends babysit you and Feli whenever he went to drink. lately Roderich had been drinking and thats all he would do. he wouldn't get out of bed or play the piano he would just drink and he would simply ignore you when you tried to talk to him.
One day he went out to drink again and didn't even bother calling his friends to look after you. you were now 7years old and Feli was about a year old. you held him in your arms rocking him to sleep. as Roderich prepared to go out, a small hand grabbed his pants. Roderich turned and saw you standing there with Sad (e/c) eyes.
"Papa, where are you going?"
sighing he put his hands on your shoulders "Papa has to leave for a while (name). I'll come back to you, I promise. be strong like your Mother." with that he
Breaking FreeBreaking Free:Breaking Free3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm
As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!
An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...
And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled excitement
This is the moment where things will change!
I can sense it in the way that the air is moving
As one I see the masses rise, they become tall-
Like giants made of flesh and anger!
They break like the tide upon the guards holding me
Setting me free once more...
And as I redeem my hat from the clutches of the self-righteous
HetaliaxReader - Annoying Love - Pt. 1It was your first day at school. You had transferred from another city. It wasn't something unfamiliar to you. Your parents' jobs required that they move around. Sometimes you would have to move in the middle of the school year. So you didn't bother making new friends. You sat in your desk and pulled out a book, ignoring the chatter of the excited students. All the girls started squealing and laughing.HetaliaxReader - Annoying Love - Pt. 13 years ago in Humor More Like This
Don't even bother looking up. It's probably something stupid. You thought to yourself.
The teacher had finished early and gave the rest of the class free time, but the book you brought wasn't all that interesting. It really wasn't. But you needed something to pass the time till the last bell rang.
Just a few more minutes
You finally came upon a part in your book that was somewhat interesting. You became unaware of your surroundings as you became engrossed in your book.
-"Hey! What are you reading?" A voice said. You didn't look up or answer.
-"Wow, that must be really
DisillusionmentI'm through and done,Disillusionment3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
more so than past times when I've uttered the same.
I convinced myself to trust myself,
and my diffident heart betrayed me
by believing in something unstableerratic,
like wildfire in cluttered lumber yards.
There are no second chances,
allowing repeat-offenders or further blunders;
One mistake's sufficient and I learn swiftly.
Because of this I'm done and through,
Unwilling to sacrifice to feel,
Firm in my stance against excessive destruction.
(I revel at the extremity of this bitter irony,
scars testifying in a bitter delight.)
You can have everything I am;
I'm of no further use to me.
If you, too, discover futility,
perhaps death will make of me better company.
The Slowly Wilting Rose -The Slowly Wilting Rose-The Slowly Wilting Rose3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl sits in torment
Yet no bottle will ease her pain
As she turns, watching the world burn
Eyes blurred by the tears of overwhelming dismay
Lovers turn to glass in her arms
Shattered to dust and blown away
So she tries to sell her soul
To any man willing to pay
Pain torture ecstasy
Is only what she knows
Yet by the love of another
Is the only way
A flower will truly grow
So take solace in my lamination
My slowly wilting rose
Fade by the darkness
Or find the light...
You have never truly known
~For the wayward Juliet
SecretWould you like to hear a secretSecret3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you do
The secret is
That i love you
Astrologically Challenged“We need to ta- what are you looking at?”Astrologically Challenged2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Oh...but I thought you didn't like them."
“Actually, I hate horoscopes. They lie every single damned time.”
“Not to me they don’t.”
“Sure. You were saying something.”
“We need to break up.”
“I fell in love with you before you were the boy who sang about my problems in your songs, and before you tried to evolve me into your version of a better me and before I saw how you treated your neighbour’s dog and before I knew how much you believed in horoscopes.”
“What’s wrong with horoscopes?”
“Nothing, except for the fact that you never really thought of it as a novel idea that you share the same day as one twelfth of the world.”
“Well you aren’t-”
“I’m not so perfect myself, I know. You loved me better before you read my poetry and understood how damage
The Illusion of YouUnsteadily I walkThe Illusion of You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon a delicate sheet of ice that could cave
At any given moment
The moonlight kisses my face
And implores the stars to guide my way home
Frosty winds hum the illusion of your voice
That ignites a fire deep within my soul
Darkness stretches on for eternity
Deafening silence shatters the night
As soft, white flakes fall from the sky
Painting an Arctic masterpiece
Vivid images of you drive me onward
Will I make it to the other side?
Will you be there waiting for me?
The crisp crunch of snow 'neath my boots
Makes my heart pound with every step
I catch a glimpse of you across the way
Are you real?
Is this real?
My feet in time with my heartbeat, I race toward you
Calling out your name
Arms outstretched wearing a wicked smile
You welcome me
Suspended in time as the ice splits
One last glimpse of that twisted smile
And in that single moment
Everything was perfect