The Legendary Kirby- PrologueBefore there was a Dreamland, there was first only One Dream.The Legendary Kirby- Prologue2 years 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
Love Like SuicideThis love makes me cry and die,Love Like Suicide2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Laugh and live, and whisper sigh
This love makes me fly so high,
Tears me to pieces, deep inside
This love feels like it's killing,
At the same time, it's so thrilling
This love sends me reeling,
Can't explain this feeling
This love is so chilling,
Feels like my blood, is spilling...
Ice flowing through my veins...
My body, my mind, my heart, my soul, encased in chains...
Am I even still alive...?
Love like suicide...!(This love is like suicide)
Every single night...!(This love is like suicide)
Forbidden even my pride...!(This love is like suicide)
Every wish I have, denied...!(This love is like suicide)
This love is like suicide...!(This love is like suicide)
I try to love, I try to hate,
Try to bend, but only break,
I wish so much that I could forsake...
It's killing me, setting me free,
Every day, down on my knees,
Begging for release...!
I wonder why I even try,
Because this love is so much like suicide...
It's taking my life...
And I'm letting it
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
The Forces of SOPAThe Forces of SOPAThe Forces of SOPA3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"A recent survey shows that 13% of Americans are satisfied with the job their government is doing. That being said, here comes SOPA." Kevin Pereira, Attack of the Show (November 15, 2011)
It claims to be a champion of the people.
Here to support the common good,
To get everyone on its side.
But it has its missiles aimed at us,
At our cultural centers.
It has laser sights aimed at Google,
And tanks pointed at Facebook.
It has a bulls-eye on Youtube
And a stealth bomber over Twitter.
Torpedoes are locked on Tumblr
And C4s are strapped to ProBoards.
They also have nukes ready to strike
The heart of this country,
The Constitution, Freedom of speech.
Ready to go up in flames
Thanks to the folks behind SOPA.
The Stop Online Piracy Act?
You want to steal our rights
You guys are the pirates.
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
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.
effortI have tried and triedeffort2 years 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.
Billy Bibbit is a RabbitBilly Bibbit is a RabbitBilly Bibbit is a Rabbit2 years ago in Drama More Like This
By Aley McKenna
I feel a slow, sly smile creep across my face like a summer sun chasing away a thunderstorm. My heart is racing and my palms are slick with sweat; I'm so close. So, so, so close and I want her I do I want her to be mine. I look down at my lap and the little box plushed in royal blue velvet that sits teetering on my kneecap and I think about the love inside. It's lovely, lovely, with diamonds and crystals and a band all covered in silver and it sparkles in imaginary limelight. I'm shaking, absolutely positively trembling with fear and anticipation, but I'm ready, so ready, ready to ask her and make her mine forever.
I'm driving and I'm scared. I'm driving to her house and I'm trying to find the street and I can't because I'm so scared. My hands clench the steering wheel, trying to steer straight and smooth, but shaking like a leaf and trembling like me. I see the street sign out of the corner of my eye and I exhale with relief, little
The SundancersThe sundancers crease the sky ephemerallyThe Sundancers8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and stain the floor with their bravery, eternally.
DesperationYour spine is a secretDesperation2 years 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.
Just Don'tDon't tell the people that they are close to God.Just Don't8 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
Wings LostThey say opposites attract and they are rightWings Lost2 years 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
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."
Homosexuality in TransformersSlash, Morality, and the Cybertronian WayHomosexuality in Transformers5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
An essay by Traci Johnson (Loco Exclaimer)
This is an essay on homosexuality, especially that portrayed in relationships between the fictional characters in the fandom Transformers. The first half deals exclusively with homosexuality as an issue in itself with little to no mention of any fandom, and details my point of view on this issue. The second half details said relationships as portrayed between any two given characters from Transformers. I hope you enjoy.
Part One: Homosexuality, Morality, and Religion
I honestly find it revolting that religion is even an issue when it comes to homosexuality. It's an issue of discrimination against human beings, and ought to be treated as such. Women were seen as second-class in Biblical times; does that make them lesser beings? No.
Still, this section will deal with the "morals and ethics" of being gay.
Some people, for an indeter
Beautiful LiesYou painted a neon yellow streakBeautiful Lies2 years 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.
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
Letter to the pokemon hatersDear pokémon haters (This letter is to the religious and ecologistl fanatics)Letter to the pokemon haters2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I was too patient with your nonsense critics but now it´s time to send you a letter explaining what your critics are ridiculous:
I will start with the religious fanatics.
I read some theories, watched some videos of Christians priests saying Pokémon is satanic and Immoral:
For example you consider The pokémon are demons and capturing and using they are like do a pact with the devil.
The only thing that I must to say its this ridiculous, the pokémons aren´t demons I never see in a game you must give your soul to Pikachu to use them, or made a pentacle and say some words in Latin to fight with him.
The badges aren´t magical artifacts used to control the pokémon they are like a sample of respect, you have this and the pokémon know you are an honorable one and your party will follow you.
The pokérap listened backward doesn´t mean I lov
Tell Me ThisOh, so you're not thin?Tell Me This2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me how you're ugly.
Oh, so your hair doesn't look good everyday?
Tell me whose does.
Oh, so you make mistakes?
Tell me who doesn't.
Oh, so you're not a model?
Tell me what the definition of beauty is.
Oh, so you aren't normal?
Tell me what "normal" is.
Oh, so you aren't good enough?
Tell me why.
Because there isn't a standard you need to reach to be yourself.
boys with bird names cant actually fly.i fill my lungs with blackberriesboys with bird names cant actually fly.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
& nicotine because it is the only way
I can stomach the taste.
a phoenix told me once
that he could teach me
how to burn properly,
as if scolding
[ like the intercostal
spaces of a ribcaged
he fell in love
with my words
before he knew
the height of my
or the annoying
sound of my laugh.
he said he could count
all my scars on one hand-
even the ones that wake me
at 3 am with an itch i swear
begs me to rip them open
& i told him he could keep
his pretty words and fiery fingers
creatively away from me.
i am tired of smelling of hell
& ash when -
Hate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 01England x Child!ReaderHate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 012 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Throwing the things he was carrying in his arms at the front door, Arthur walked towards his living room. Lying down on the couch, his eyes drifted over to a small little fish bowl, inside the fish bowl a small face stared back at him, sadness imitating from the small body, the beginning of a new country, which had been left alone for an entire week.
Picking himself up from the couch, Arthur made his way towards the small bowl. He could see that water had pooling up in the small fish bowl. So (y_n) had been crying while he was gone? Once he'd stood right in front of your fish bowl, you threw your small hood over your head.
Hiding your brilliant (e_c) from him, the sharp stabbing pain of guilt stabbed at his heart. Leaning down to your level, Arthur gazed into the fish bowl; clear streaks of tears were falling from your eyes filling the bowl even more. Wanting to show you kindness, wanting to show you affection the English man had to
Jarida AU: Ski DippingJarida AU: Ski Dipping (OneShot)Jarida AU: Ski Dipping2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Summary: The gang decides to go to a ski resort for a weekend, and with Jack and Merida there, things could never go as planned.
Merida struggled to step through the snow with her ski equipment on, complaining the whole time of how restricted she felt while wearing them. Everyone was already set off in pairs, waiting patiently for their lift to arrive. Obviously it had to be couples amongst their group of friends, only leaving her with one other person who wasn’t taken. She turned to the person in question, his grin indicating the fun he was about to have. This trip was proving to be a pain; it was bad enough that she didn’t even know how to ski; or ice skate; or even snowboard—everything about this weekend was against her element. Not for Jack though, he was a born natural for this stuff, and it annoyed her to no end.
They took a step forward after Hiccup and Astrid got on their lift, now waiting for Eep and Guy t
iConfused Myself pt 1iConfused Myself pt 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
'Sam just kissed me. She just kissed me.' Freddie silently panicked, standing alone in the alley between buildings where Sam had kissed him and then left. He hadn't moved. He hadn't said anything aloud since he said 'it 's cool ' after Sam had apologized, not even when she ran off a few seconds later, red faced and possibly crying. He didn't know what to say go her anyway. He didn't even know what to think. But one thought kept crossing his mind involuntarily: 'Damn, that was amazing!' Out of the kisses he had had, none of them had ever made him feel quite like this. His kiss with Valerie was nothing but a peck. It truly meant nothing when he found out she was only using him. The first kiss with Sam was pretty good but it was awkward and it also meant nothing. It was just to get the dilemma of never being kissed out of the way. His kisses with Carly were nothing too. It was a phase for her and, he privately noted, she really didn't kn