The Legendary Kirby- PrologueBefore there was a Dreamland, there was first only One Dream.The Legendary Kirby- Prologue1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It wasn’t any special kind of dream, but rather the One that manifested as its own in a reality far apart from ours. It spread out through where stars, galaxies, and planets would eventually form, and became a protector. The One watched over its young universe with its eternal guidance and wisdom, promoting a life of peace and relaxation for those who dwelled in its celestial presence.
The One, of course, was destined to share the ethereal space with its contrasting persona, the Zero.
The Zero was a violent force that had risen up from creation with the One, as the One could never hope to exist without its counterpart. However, the Zero grew upset at the equality of the two beings. He wanted to end his neutral state and have total domination over their reality. He was prepared to put his own life at risk if it meant supreme control over the cosmic space.
There was a violent struggle. The ether was reshaped over and ove
Severe Case of Chills (Kirby RTD FanFic)Magolor casually tapped on the keys within the Lor Starcutter.Severe Case of Chills (Kirby RTD FanFic)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After Kirby retrieved the second wing, he had been able to progress with the repairs, in addition to placing the energy spheres Kirby collected throughout his journey. Not to long ago, Kirby had left for one of the five corners of this strange but lovely planet Pop Star. He believed that area was called White Wafers. Judging from what he had heard, it was supposed to be frozen tundra like area, full of snow.
This concerned Magolor a bit.
Before he left the Lor, Kirby didn’t look to well, sniffling and coughing slightly. He asked Kirby if he was all right, but Kirby insisted he was well enough to travel. Magolor let him continue the search for the ship parts, though now he’s beginning to wonder if that was wise.
Through an outside camera, he saw the surrounding grasslands of Pop-Star. Suddenly he saw a bright round object above a small pink object in the distance. He knew it was Kirby returning with the missing e
Morte War Stories ContestMorte War Stories Contest2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Name: Morte 'Ramazzottio Vas Paura Nar Lothario
Physical Appearance/Personality: Stands around 7ft tall weighing around 250lbs Morte is a tank of a Quarian with impressive reflexes and combat skills. The way he fights on the field has been called to that which is legendary. He is strong, swift, and brave-the traits of a hero though he does not see himself as one. He has risked his life countless of times and puts others first before himself and never asks for anything in return. He's a dedicated soldier who will fight until the end even if defeat is inevitable; his will is unbreakable even if his body isn't. Morte may be considered the savior of the Quarian race
His worn gold armor bares black markings that might resemble something similar to rank or even just that of ancient markings of Quarian history long forgotten. His maroon veil with gray stripes wraps itself around his shoulders and waist, his hood covers his broken war torn helmet wit
Hold onHold on2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Although you're miles away,
I plan to be with you someday.
The pain without you here,
has made it all so clear.
That you're the one for me,
I love you and all your beauty.
The distance surely makes me blue,
but I'd do anything to be with you.
Believe me I will try,
to help you when you cry.
Your love is all I need,
together we can succeed.
We will show the world and make them see,
what has become of you and me.
Yet, even when you want to hide,
you still want me by your side.
No one will ever understand why I love you,
But you have my heart this is true.
Water Bent (request)Water Bent (request)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's time, child." The master said as he moved his hands in a fluid motion. Water balled up in front of him and he flowed his hand movements flawlessly as the ball quickly whipped out into an intricate pattern before Devin.
Devin was a part of the Water Nation and had been waiting for ages to finally be able to water bend. He'd shown spirit and perseverance during his young age and continued to practice it every day. However, today was the day for him to get actual training from a water bender himself and use his powers properly and effectively.
"It's not how the water moves," The master said as he gently settled the water down onto the ice, solidifying back into the hard surface, "it's how the water moves you." He sat down in a meditated state and explained. "Water is a dangerous, but helpful tool. To less of it, and life cannot survive; too much of it, and you will die yourself. Moderation is key as to how water is used."
"I'm confused." Devin scratched his h
Lesbian LoveLesbian Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't you wish you could find that perfect girl
Don't you wish you could find that girl that's as nerdy as you
Who loves you for who you are
Who says you look beautiful even though you wearing the most ridiculous outfit
Don't you wish you could have that perfect girl
Don't you wish you could spend your life with her forever
Don't you wish you could forever stay in her arms knowing you are safe
Don't you wish that girl would never leave you
But your scared to love again
You can't bare to get your heart broken again
Even though you say our okay, you know deep inside your not
You want to be loved again by that one special girl who will never break your heart
That special girl who could kiss you all day
That special girl who will say I love you no matter what happens
That special girl who will cuddle with you when your crying your eyes out
That special girl who will hold you close
I want a girl like that
I want a girl who will support me and give me advice
I want a girl who will truly love
Jacked UpMy boyfriend slashed one of my car tires.Jacked Up1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I didn't realise it at first. I had the day off work and we'd been lazing together in our seasonable bed, when he suggested we go out for lunch. Now my boyfriend is many things but keen to leave the house he is not. He likes to be at home, tinkering in the shed and whatnot. I should have been suspicious but it had been such a hazy dreamy morning that I just wanted to spend time with him before Monday morning ruined it all.
It took some time to get out of the house though, because as I was brushing my hair he commented on how it was all lit up from behind by the sun and the look in his eyes simply had to be kissed away.
Can you blame me?
Anyway we got to the car eventually, although he had to rush back into the house to get his wallet. I tried to protest, I could pay, but he insisted. That's when I noticed the tire. At first it only seemed like a flat tire but as I knelt in the autumn debris I saw the hole. I swore.
"What's up babe?" - he was co
Childish Game of Truth or Dare :Hanataro One Shot:"Please, will you play the game, Kagura?" I growled in annoyance as I glared at the fox girl, Miyuki Shimizu, with my chocolate brown eyes as she stared at me with a pouty expression. "It's just one quick game."Childish Game of Truth or Dare :Hanataro One Shot:3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The game, in which she was referring to, was known as Truth or Dare. From my understanding, it was a party game that many people play for enjoyment and amusement. Of course, I was out with a few friends of mine, including Hanatarō, much to my surprise, enjoying a little get together that Rangiku had planned in the Squad Eleven dojo. For whatever reason she chose to have one I would never know for sure, but I figured I deserved a little time off from working so much during the day time. The Lieutenant of Squad Ten had invited most of her friends over, even Ichigo, my older brother, since he had stopped by for a while to see what was up. Once most of the guests had arrived, it started off fairly normal. For a while, I was busy trying to keep Ikkaku Madarame off my ass
effortI have tried and triedeffort1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to love you,
to pluck my feelings
into a riotous swell of emotion
like plucking a song
from a superfluity of strings.
but my heart is not a harp.
I have tried and tried
to draw out something sonorous,
from its chambers, but all I can manage
is a desperate clanking,
an occasional mechanical groan.
I have no aria to show
for my efforts,
no concerto or orchestral score
all I have is a blinding headache
and a hopeless exhaustion.
I was not built for this.
NaPoWriMo: Day 7Watch out.NaPoWriMo: Day 72 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She’s a devil,
Glad for her spine,
& her teeth,
even God hands fear her.
For she has arched her back
for a flower-woman
with sin dripping
from her fingers
-who taught her
how to laugh
like the stars.
Just Don'tDon't tell the people that they are close to God.Just Don't5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't tell them that he hears
the half-broken whimper from their strangled voice box
that is wrapped tightly shut
( so the demons don't hear and intercept our hopes )
with the fraying cord of our dreams. Don't.
Don't tell the people that they can be heard.
Don't tell the ants
that the watchful eyes that hover above them know nothing
of their struggle
and do nothing to assist them.
Do not break their dorsal aortas with your clumsy
malnourished ideas about eternal love. Don't.
Don't tell the people that they can be heard.
Don't hope to cure meningitis
and malaria with a well-placed verb
or a splinter of metal into vertebrae.
Some people are not to be saved that way.
Don't tell the people that are close to the
Beautiful LiesYou painted a neon yellow streakBeautiful Lies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
across my ankle
and told me I was art.
I raked a venomous red line
across your throat
and replied: and you're a liar.
Weeds for RosesI sit here everydayWeeds for Roses1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and pick apart my flaws
like weeds and wonder
how anyone could mistake
them for roses.
Wings LostThey say opposites attract and they are rightWings Lost1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For every blackened soul mourns their own innocence.
At first, I welcomed you, drawn by your pain.
There’s really no good story without suffering.
But I didn’t expect you to stick around
You crept into my mind ever so silently, never making a sound.
Something as pure as you shouldn’t be walking
In the dark depths that is my heart.
It’s been so long since it was last used
And I find myself slightly amused
Seeing how oblivious you are to the danger.
Like a kite, you fly so high never looking down
But I’m slowly sinking and I will take you down with me
You left a rope tied around my black heart and you will never again be free.
Once you’re grounded I’ll find a way to stain your innocent mind
To kill your light because you shine so bright it hurts.
Don’t you understand I don’t know how to love you this way,
I’m too jealous of your wings so I will cut them away
You’ll smile and te
Survival of the FittestHear me read itSurvival of the Fittest1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am crack'd. Open to the pit
with the nub and root exposed.
I am silver pierced and punctured
with holes and protruding pieces
of rocked raw wounds rubbed open.
I am barely shattering my lungs
by inhaling the same air as you
even long after your departure.
With a bile-laced smile I pave
and fill in crack and crevices
I am more than disfigured limbs
and disillusioned heart muscle,
scraping a breath down my trachea.
More than the mess you have made.
I hold in my innards, and survive.
DesperationYour spine is a secretDesperation1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my fingers can uncode.
Your vertebrae cracks open,
your secrets are exposed.
I suck out the tender marrow
and scrape flesh off the bone
hoping; if I absorb you
I will no longer feel alone.
FairytaleI'm no princessFairytale2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This isn't a fairytale
And I'm sick of waiting
For a prince to come and save me
So I'll draw my own sword
And kick this dragons ass
Build my kingdom back from scratch
I don't need a prince to save me
I don't need a white knight
I don't need a fairytale ending
If I don't need any of that
Then I certainly don't need you
Something(someone) Smallmy curious ivoriesSomething(someone) Small1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
tucked between these lips
beg to see what kisses taste like,
to feel what love looks like,
but dampened down
between safety and sound
the tiniest bones in my body, in my ears,
vibrate with a fake smile
and the nod of my dainty doll head
as i lie (with you/to you) again
and grimace; i'm okay.
While he sleeps, PrologWhile he sleeps. prologue:While he sleeps, Prolog1 year ago in Drama More Like This
The following story takes place in the meantime, in the hiccup is due to his injury in a coma.
If you want me to continue to write the story, leave a comment^^
Motionless, he is there. Viewed from above, it almost looks as dead But Stoik said he lives. Now is the first to bring him home quickly. Hiccup lying on a bench in the middle of the ship, next to his father. Silently, he stands there, you can see impatience in his face. "Home ahead!" calls one of the Vikings and Stoik rockets up immediately. "Full speed ahead! And immediately summon the village elders!" After an almost oppressive calm now breaks from hectic on the ship.
From all this, Astrid gets with hardly anything. Too high it is with Stormfly. While the others went on the ship home, she flew with her friends home on the dragon.
Snotlaud bawls for a wh
CopyCatCopyCat3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mom, why did we leave?" I asked as I flicked my dark brown brown appendage. The blonde woman hadn't told me anything, but just drug me off. I was starting to get worried. I wasn't used to questioning her, but what else could I do? It had been a few weeks since we left home, and she said that we would already be home by now. She had lied, and I should have seen it.
"We'll head back soon, David. Right now we need some mother-son bonding time away from the rest of the family." She said without looking back. She flicked one of her darker colored ears as she looked from right to left. The neko blood in her wasn't as strong as it was in me. My mother only had ears, but didn't have a tail like I did. Like most nekos did actually.
"I'm not stupid." I objected, and rooted my feet to the sidewalk. It was dark out, and the city we were in wasn't known for it's helpful civilians.
"I know." Her voice was soft, but stern. "I never said that you were."
"You are acting like it though."
"No I'm not."
Love Beyond the WindowWhen I was young, I believed in fairy tales.Love Beyond the Window1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I believed that if your heart willed it,
That love could overcome anything.
That one day, two lovers could always be together.
But those were simple lies I think...
After all, how does one reach across a window;
Reach across a screen...
To hold someone on the other side,
Before they slip through your fingers.
Like a lonely dance between air and water,
I can only stand on the surface of the lake,
And see her smiling on the other side.
Sometimes, I would draw pictures on the surface;
These thin useless arms of mine scrawling tiny doodles,
And she would smile and reply to each one:
Including a heart, for 'I love you'...
And each time I would feel,
As though I could soar through any distance,
As though I could run a hundred miles.
If only so I could see you;
If only because I missed you...
But enough I say...
Enough of this life
ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.ChinaXReader- Over a stuffed toy.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mei! Look!" You called your best friend, Xiao Mei, who you just called Mei for short, excitedly.
"Yes ___?" She replied running towards you, full of bags filled with shopping, cute things and accessories.
It was the weekend and you two had gone to the shopping center to kill time- and a few bucks for fun. You two had been from everything from a candy store to a clothing store to an op shop to a bookstore. It had been a busy day.
"Look a Hello kitty plushy! And it's on sale! I want it!" You smiled dreamily as you walked into the shop where it was on sale with her following you intently. "Hm..." You had just switched from your usual quiet mode to bouncy and fangirlish mode.
But it was the norm as you happened to love Hello kitty since, you were a baby? No kidding! You might not be much for cute things but Hello kitty was always your favourite. Oh you had so much merchandise but... One more couldn't hurt...
You gave a small jump in excitement that nearly made yo
A day with KirbyA day with Kirby6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Meeting new people mostly means meeting a new side of yourself; But there’s a small amount of people really having the talent to reveal your truth self. This short story deals with the day I once had to spend with Kirby.
“One… two… three…. …” It’s such a good day… today I take… four sugar cubes; “Four”.
“Blade away, Sword away, King Dedede is ill and hardly did anything the last days and Fumu and her family are gone too. Wow. I really start to appreciate the vacation time… of others … I should go and grab me another book.”
Whilst walking to the gallery, I noticed a box placed in front of my living room's door. A note was taped on it, I started to read:
“Sir Meta Knight,
Please watch over Kirby
while my Family and I are
Greetings and thanks, Fumu”
I don’t know how often I reread the note, but after standing there for a while, silent and