In Need Of Love Ch. 12 Daryl x OC"Don't look." Daryl's words drowned out Carol's crying. He lifted her up off her feet and tried to turn her away. She twisted out of his grip and forcefully pushed him away. They stared at each other for a moment, then she started crying again, and ran off towards the R.V.In Need Of Love Ch. 12 Daryl x OC3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lucia felt herself a little pissed at Carol, but shook free of her thoughts when a crying Beth walked towards the ground of dead walkers. Tears are streaming down her cheeks as she searches among the bodes and found the one she was looking for. She bent down in front of her dead mother and turned her over. "Mom..." She moaned. But suddenly the dead corpse reanimated and grabbed for Beth. The young girl screamed and everyone instantly jumped into action.
Rick and Shane grabbed Beth but the walker had her by the shoulders. Glenn and Lucia grabbed the geek's feet trying to drag it away but the grip on the girl was too strong. T-Dog ran over and started kicking it in the face but it kept moving and thrashing, trying to g
A Song, A Car, A HighwayAn eyelash falls down his cheek,A Song, A Car, A Highway2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and I wonder-laugh at the unexpected fall.
It’s black against his skin, as pale as my own,
and nearly so as the dust of snow outside the window.
I expect him to hold it out and bid me make a wish,
but he brushes it off his cheek,
and his eyes don’t follow its path to the hand-brake, as mine do.
I want to lean down and grab it for myself because damn,
if he isn’t going to make a wish I could sure use one.
But when I ask him, he grins at me and asks what I would wish for,
when we have such a future in front of us.
For now I’ll keep it a secret, but I do lean close to him and whisper
that we can put that future to the test, and if it’s a good one,
I’ll pay him back in eyelashes.
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Return of the Great Cat and Mouse PrologueReturn of the Great Cat and Mouse Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cool! My first fanfiction and crossover! The Cat Returns and The Great Mouse Detective, both great movies and while watching both of them, I couldn't help but think what it would be like if their stories met. So here I am! Living it up!
I do not own The Cat Returns characters or The Great Mouse Detective characters ether.....sadly. I hope you guys will enjoy this! I am gonna have fun writing this. BaronXHaru
Last Night's RainLast Night's Rain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wet roses, sick with heavy rain,
Left from last night's slumber,
Smoking the breath of new days.
Swirling crimson sun, turning
Clouds kaleidoscopic in
Burning, dark rhythm.
Let the dew drip full of weight.
A whole morning magnified,
Inverted through liquid orb.
Solidify fiery decay.
Capture the meaning absorbed
Within chaos and abstraction.
In a glistening pool of water.
Lake akin to the forest fire,
Stiller, staying lower,
Ripples investing height
Upon the next day's shower.
sonnet 1The ageless sun does tweak at you and yours;sonnet 13 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a memory of twinkling and bliss
falls breezy from your eyes, the deepest sores
that glisten with pale light, a sun's small kiss
upon retinas. Would that I could dream
such images of you; why, I would sigh
with pleasure, always, letting loose a scream
of wonder in my mind's own quiet eye.
Your happiness does swallow worlds with light
they spin and whirl away from fingers, high
to places close to death, an end, blank white
stretched pretty, lovely, clear, above the sky.
Infinity does rest behind your eyes,
a whispering if time and worlds gone by.
PLL Request: Wait For MeShe hoped he was happy. She really did. Happy with his little son. Happy with his perfect Maggie. It’s for the best, really, she tried to convince herself. He can’t grow up without a father, after all. Maggie deserves better, too. Maybe now they can all be happy.PLL Request: Wait For Me2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But Aria wasn’t. She’d sacrificed her own happiness for them. For one little boy. That hadn’t hurt. What hurt was when Ezra decided that he couldn’t keep up their relationship anymore. That it wouldn’t be good for his son to see his father with anyone else but Maggie.
“I’m okay,” she insisted. She insisted that every morning when she looked in the mirror. At the dinner table when her dad asked her to explain her silence. During school when her friends would express their concern.
She wasn’t. Okay, that is. But no one pushed her; she’d talk about it when she was ready. But there was one person she always managed to crumble ar
Sonnet II - CollabWe just can't stop, won't stop, don't stop running:Sonnet II - Collab6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
though amidst the tempest warning glares seek.
Only to be stopped by stars so stunning;
Imps watching, hungry for her heart's deceit.
Gauzed with trepidation, our Angel falls:
ringlets resting amongst autumn-kiss leaves.
A voice, singing soft, while her small heart calls
amidst this silent lovely autumn breeze.
Her Hallowed voice rung through desolate fields:
through the vacant blossoms and empty blooms.
Hear this moonlight, it shall be not a shield
among this darkness, among this dark gloom.
Pump her heart once; it cannot beat alone,
her binding tethers loose; now, may she roam.
KraftschoepferIm Angesicht der NachtKraftschoepfer4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
reicht ein Gedanke
so klar wie der Himmel
der heller scheint
als alle Sterne zusammen
Diese fernen Lichter
Sinnbild für all die Dinge
die mich so sehr bewegen
Ein Gedanke nur an dich
und ich fühle mich erleichtert
obwohl du nicht bei mir bist
es vielleicht nie sein wirst
Doch hältst du eine Geborgenheit
die tief in mir schlummert
von der ich hin und wieder zehre
wenn ich neuen Mut fassen muss
Es ist nur ein Funke
der darauf wartet
zur Flamme zu werden
Egal wie lange es dauert
ich lasse ihn nicht ausgehen
diese kleine Quelle der Kraft
die so viel zu geben vermag
In Need Of Love Ch. 13 Daryl x OCDinner that night was held inside of Hershal's house, even without him there. It had been at least five hours since Glenn and Rick had gone into town to look for him. Lucia sat at off to the right next to T-Dog. As Andrea went to sit down she said, "They're still not back yet."In Need Of Love Ch. 13 Daryl x OC3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shane took a bowl of mashed potatoes from her and replied, "There probably held up somewhere. We'll head out first thing tomorrow."
She nodded and sat down. Everyone was eating in silence until Carol weakly chimed in, "Where's Lori?"
A uncomfortable silence formed at they all looked around. Shane turned to the brown-headed boy. "Carl, when was the last time you saw your mother?"
He shrugged his shoulders slightly and stared down at his plate. "This afternoon." Another silence.
Shane abruptly stood. "Don't worry she can't have gotten to far." And everyone headed for the door.
"Hey Lucia," Andrea said, stopped her for a moment. "Can you go ask Daryl if he's seen her?"
She nodded and headed out. She found Daryl in
blue morningsholding outblue mornings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
impossibly bated breath
blue like the morning
as it touches the canvas
of your sheets,
billows of cloud
this is not what
i asked for.
i never said
i needed more
than a hand to hold,
for you to touch my heart;
you lent me your body
and a person
much more than is sure
as the stars.
(as though the certainty
of those celestial jewels
that you were less afraid.
burning like a forest fire,
sinks its teeth
into your copper skin,
reflective and deep;
you touch me too tenderly
for me to believe
that i am just an embellished vessel-
you speak to me too softly
for me to believe
that you don't feel at least
half of what i do.
i need words-
less poetic than a letter,
but more honest than one as well-
written on my wrists
so that when i look at my hands
you can't give yourself
what you want most,
or why i am able,
to wrap you in my arms,
too pale for an
Sonnet XX: Forget the NightAbove, stars shaking glimmers of their lightSonnet XX: Forget the Night3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To meld through dusty blue and moonlit grey
Forget the night; embrace the waking day
While sunlight stopsarrested in its flight
Somewhere beyond the sea, as if the sight
Of such bright stars could force it stay away.
But nothe wait is but a brief delay
Before the sun dispels the ling'ring night.
If I could make the shift as readily!
Forget the moon, and banish all the stars
And youwho like them knows not when to wane
But lingers still in day so steadily.
Oh friend, your time has passedyou are too far
Why can't you let me love what light remains?
MuffinsMuffins11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
O my mighty and wondrous muffin!
Thy crenulated sides do me beckon-
Thy delectably succulent stuffin'
Creates a most tasty treat I reckon.
Thy top so brown and so spectacular
And thy chocolate that's so very sweet
Have created my lapse to vernacular-
With irresistable charm thou'rt replete.
The English have perverted thy goodness
With the English muffin as it is called
I think that I shall demand some redress-
Their mad shamelessness has left me appalled.
And now that I have sung thy temptations
I cave and give in to sweet sensations.
FourThe noise in the airport should have been unbearable, but to Prosper it was muted, shoved to the background while he tried in vain to think of something to say. Other passengers were yelling and running past them, but Prosper felt as if the silence stretching between him and Fae was unbearable. She managed a smile for him, but it was strained, and Prosper knew that there was no real happiness behind it.Four5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This is for the best," she murmured, gently grasping his hands in hers, "but, I'm glad, at least... that we'll get this. Closure. I would never want to end what we've had over the phone, or... well, you know what I mean."
"I..." Prosper couldn't finish the sentence, and perhaps for the first time in his life, he could think of absolutely nothing to say. He didn't usually struggle for a way to put his thoughts into words, so for that usual talent to depart him at a time like this was terrifying. Fear rushed over him, and he wondered, not for the first time, if he was making the b
Inside Your HeavenIt was early spring when Marian of Knighton became Lady Marian of Locksley. The dew on the grass that morning resembled that of a peaceful frost. It was still chilly that morning when the church bells rang, but the air was clean and clear, and the weather was the farthest thing from the bride and groom's thoughts. For neither of them could predict the approaching storm that night, their thoughts where only for one another that day.Inside Your Heaven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Robin felt as if he was living in a dream. His love had finally become his wife and she now lay curled up beside him in his arms, sleeping peacefully. His fingers continuously traced her soft skin as the scent of her hair tickled his nose.
His eyelids felt heavy, it had been a long day and he wasn't surprised that he was tired.
He thought he would be able to sleep peacefully with his bride curled up beside him on their wedding night. He hoped the demons from Acre would leave him alone for just once, at least just this one night. But as h
Heated: A L4D Fanfiction"You're such an asshole!"Heated: A L4D Fanfiction3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Tell me something I don't know, cupcake!"
They had been shouting at each other like this for well over twenty minutes. It had started out as one of their usual arguments. Zoey was right, Nick was wrong; Zoey was wrong, Nick was right. It's this way, not that way! Why the hell would you use a sub-machine gun when you had the power of a hunting rifle in your hands? Pink is a horrible colour on you. So is white. You totally cheated at our poker game last night; you're a conman for god's sake.
"I should have just let the zombies overrun me. Anything's better than having to deal with you," she glared at him from across the safe room, which wasn't very roomy at all. There was a couch, a mini fridge, and some basic supplies, all confined within the very cramped room. It was difficult for Zoey to stay as far away from him as possible when the walls of the room only allowed her to be about a foot away from the conman. Needless to say, she wasn't too thrilled about it.
Sleds, Snow, and Hot ChocolateProsper would have burst into laughter at the picture before him had he not been absolutely positive that said action would earn him a snowball to the face. Blaire was sitting on bright yellow sled , bundled up in at least fifty layers, wearing the expression of a five year old recently given an ice cream cone. The sled, in turn, was poised at the top of a large, rather daunting looking hill, and Blaire was attempting to convince him to go sledding with her.Sleds, Snow, and Hot Chocolate5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Pleeeeease!" She continued, adopting a pout onto her formerly excited face.
"I'm wearing sweatpants," He pointed out, "Cloth sweatpants."
"Oh, suck it up, you baby," Blaire countered, which impressed Prosper quite a bit, since it usually took a lot more for her to start insulting him.
"What, and walk two miles home in soaking wet britches?" He questioned, "I'll pass on that."
"Fine." She said, sulking, "then at least help me up." She held out a hand to him, which Prosper was a little reluctant to take, since Blaire relenting in so
Starlied Dreams - Sonnet IThe dream of lies in a starlied kingdomStarlied Dreams - Sonnet I6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whispers of a sunlit, starkissed meadow
Moonbright letters wrought by ink of freedom
Winterland nights hiding love in shadows
Wonderbright dream paper of uncrowned kings
All that's left of a broken sunshine theme
Barkdust leaves falling from flightless bird wings
Great fortress broken by lost soldier's dreams
Cloudsky raindrops bringing echoes of song
The mist of drydust summer's chilling heat
Woken by dovesound, starsmiths wont wait long
For autumn leaves and walks down golden streets
Undone lovers sing sweetly to the night
Wishing someone could hold the wasting light
In Need Of Love DarylxOc Ch. 14That day, Lucia had made up her mind. While everyone was inside eating lunch, she had taken down her tent and taken it in pieces over to Daryl's little camp. She set it up, not directly beside but close enough, to his own. When lunch was finished, Daryl seemed slightly shocked at the sight of her pitching her tent. "What are you doing?"In Need Of Love DarylxOc Ch. 143 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"If you wont come to us, I'll come to you." She said simply and stepped inside. He stood there, confused, but a bit smug. Rolling his eyes, he went inside his own. It wasn't ten minutes later that Lucia heard a knock on the top of her tent. "Come in." She said, rolling over into a sitting position. In walked Daryl. Surprise danced in her eyes as she watched him take a seat beside her.
"Look," He said slowly, staring at the ground. "I aint no preacher, so don't really know how to explain these things." He heaved in a deep sigh and looked over at her. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you the other night."
There was silence, as Lucia looked at him. A smile
A Poet's SonnetA poet's pen flows smoothlyA Poet's Sonnet5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Across the blank page
Emotions depicted truly
From happiness to rage
A writer's heart bleeds
Camouflaged as ink
We sow the seeds
Show how our minds think
Sonnets, couplets, and haiku
Are just some of our tools
Villanelle, lyrics, blank verse too
Take talent you can't learn in school
I let the pen spill emotion
Let it show my craft's devotion