A New FeelingA New Feeling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your hair glows like the purest snow
on a cold pale night
Your eyes linger on my lips
begging, inviting me with the fire in your eyes
A new feeling bursts into my body, I feel it down to the core
I'm falling for you, everyday even more
Thinking about you, so far away
Waiting, I feel so alone
I finally found someone, and hes already gone
I will see him again, the day will come
and when I do, we will become one
I was tempted, with that look in your eyes
That fiery gaze, with it I could die
My lips met yours, and it was so sweet
Savory and sinister, soon again we will meet...
AlterOne - Chapter 1`AlterOne - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sound of hard leather boots against wood filled the air as they rushed through the halls and up the stairs, drawing closer. Akko fell back against the wall and slid to the floor, his eyes went to the mirror across the darkened room, illuminated by the light of the full moon. The last time he had looked into that mirror, he’d promised himself that should he ever return, a different man would be looking back at him. Now, the brown eyes that looked back at him carried no cheerful glow, the mid-length hair now matted with sweat and dirt, the chiseled nose, now broken, the thin lips, from which a linear streak of blood now trickled; these were not the things he thought he’d see when he last stood before this mirror. He looked down, the blood seeping through his fingers as he held his stomach in an effort to slow the bleeding. He raised his head, leaning it back against the wall, and looked out o
Potato ChipsThe other day I finally realized, as I was going to the pantry for a snack, that my mind tortures me; I stared at the plastic film as the light bounced off of it and played with the shine of the colors. The shades all communicating with each other, hints of apologies and gestures, tales of beration and derogatory statements. Red was the primary color. It was a dark, ground-like red. Hot, haughty, gawking at the other colors, flaunting its vibrant steadiness, all the while consuming the shallow shyness of black as it creeped around the edges, trying to make itself noticed, but only succeeding in making red even more vivacious. The yellow was round and bold, but not quite as bold as the red. It knew its place, and its limits, and this knowledge inevitably kept it in its shape. The white complimented it, being more friendly than the red and more outgoing than the black. It swirled and dipped around the yellow, flirting with its curves as it turned and pivoted in and out of vision. All ofPotato Chips3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Tales of Soleanna - Story 1: UnsungTales of SoleannaTales of Soleanna - Story 1: Unsung3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By K. M. Carroll
Story 1: Unsung
Robo Knuckles awakened in prison.
He lay on his back with the roof four inches from the end of his nose, illuminated by the glow from his green eyes. It was too small to move his arms or legs.
"I'm inside a box," he thought.. He struggled, but his arms were bound to his sides by steel bands. "Oh, wonderful," he growled aloud.
He consulted his log files. The last thing he had done was shut himself down in the laboratory where he was receiving upgrades. Supposedly it had been an upgrade to his facial structure. Robo Knux checked his hardware. No upgrade had been installed.
Those crummy scientists had waited until he was offline, then crated him up and shipped him off. He swore to hunt them down and murder them all in their beds. No, when they were at work in their lab, so he could see their terrified faces. No, in a public place, so other people could see their terrified faces.
As Robo Knux fumed, he noticed a new item in his logs. An up
Despicable We: Chapter 1A FEW DAYS LATERDespicable We: Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
We return now to a familiar neighborhood. Remember that fountain?
Sure you do--that same little boy who had dropped his Strawberry Jelly
Bean Supreme cone is there again today.
The little boy (called Robert) was walking a little cautiously today. He
hadn't forgotten what happened the last time he was here. The red
balloon he carried bobbed nervously on its string. His brown eyes
shifted about the park; then, seeing no one suspicious, trotted past
Almost immediately, that same bald man with the striped scarf walked
right past him.
Wide-eyed and stifling a scream, Robert clutched his balloon in both
hands and froze, willing the figure to go away. The man turned a corner
and disappeared from sight. The kid looked to the ground and breathed
a sigh of relief.
"Oh hello, leetle bahloon boi!"
As if from nowhere, he reappeared again. The bald
Pas de rose sans epineUne bien jolie fleurPas de rose sans epine3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Du regard vous taquine,
Vos yeux effleurent
Cette douce mine.
« Belle inconnue
Donnez-moi la main,
Au coin de cette rue,
Au détour d’un jardin »
« Mon cher Monsieur,
Seriez-vous pour moi
Descendu des cieux ?»
Dit-elle avec émoi.
Dans une robe blanche ;
En ce beau dimanche.
La voici Madame,
Vous voici heureux !
Cette joie dans l’âme
Est-elle pour deux ?
Car venu le soir,
Peut-être sur un banc,
Est venu s’assoir
Un autre, un amant.
Charmant jeune homme
Au sourire charmeur,
Mais en somme
De vos trésors
Elle se fait voleuse
Et offre son corps :
La belle est généreuse !
Au bras de la brune
Voici votre ruine
Quand un matin
Il ne vous reste rien.
Peut-être un parfum ?
Seulement la faim.
Insane EANR Fic of Insanity The Insane EANR Fic of Insanity!!!!!!!!!Insane EANR Fic of Insanity8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Once upon a time, (what a great way to begin a story) Nny was walking through the wild Outback of Australia. His boots made clicking noises when they hit the occasional rock or metallic weasel that was left by aliens studying California bears in their natural habitat.
Nny held a very annoyed and pissed off expression on his face. His eye twitched in annoyance and he stopped. He stretched his arms out in frustration as he screamed.
WHY THE FUCK ARE WE IN AUSTRALIA?!?!?!?!?! he screamed at no one in particular, though several Canadian geese stopped to stare at him. THERES NO REASON FOR US TO BE HERE!!!!!!!
A certain croc hunter stopped for a moment. Crikey! And he continued al
To Walk then To FlySurely a paralyzed manTo Walk then To Fly3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can find the means
If a walking man
Can find the means
A Spark In The DarkA Spark In The Dark3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Spark In The Dark
After I had met you-
I found out that hope can be so wounding
And now I know what meaningful desires can do-
The pieces of my dreams are still crumbling
You made me fade in-and-out of your Heaven
Allowing me the taste of peace momentarily
And then right back to testing my withdrawing patience
While I plunge back into my same old Hell called: vulnerability
This feeling...is too raw
A tug of war between different kinds of torment
I'm missing you...so much
The rift between us seems to be infinite
Don't go...don't leave
Don't let go...of me
But when you left me for the last time-
I knew that the wrong kind of love can be so fucking addicting
I realized that you combined my truth with your lie-
You always made your words so fucking convincing
You forced me to despise what I will never have-
As you pretended to hand me m
three coats and terribly coldjust friends,three coats and terribly cold4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we sit opposite each other
at a coffee table.
you begin to lose your voice,
blathering over matters
of zero consequence.
there are bigger things, i say,
worthier of the degradation of your throat.
love, for instance.
you say derisively.
lovewho needs that?
only everyone in the world, i say.
everyone except me,
you say pompously.
you are shaking your head no,
and as if taking a cue,
your body follows in a shiver.
you're wearing three coats,
all of which you've bought
i watch your trembling hands,
wrap them around my coffee cup.
everyone including you, i correct.
coffee cup steaming,
we breathe together.
for a moment there,
my hands linger on yours.
wanting to snatch them up and rest them on my chest
my heart is fluttering too fast for
PhantasmCrossed through millennia; saw nothing newPhantasm3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
FreeFree:Free3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Corrupted by the ways of freedom
You broke out of bondage
And dined on the flesh of decency.
Rusted chains adorn your wrists
Shackles jangling at your knees.
Dribbling blood from the corners of your mouth
Your nails dig further into blasphemy.
Transformers: Regrets-Regrets-Transformers: Regrets8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
Blaster looked up at the question and the large mech whod asked it. Skyfire sat not far from the communications officer. Looking at the jet, one could see a mixture of emotions on his face, the most identifiable being sadness, anger, and pain. Blaster had seen that particular trio of emotion on the faces of his fellow Autobots for centuries and for many different reasons; a lot of the mechs who now called themselves Autobots had been hurt by friends and lovers whod fallen in with the Decepticons when the war began anew.
Skyfire was one whose pain was still new. Blaster knew that Starscreams allegiance to the Decepticons hurt the other mech, especially after Skyfire had seen the coldness in which Starscream carried out plans to attack the Autobots and the humans who allied themselves with them. He could see the pain etched into the faceplates of the larger mech and knew that the question he
They Don't Tell You...They Don't Tell You...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They Don't Tell You....
Life is sweet when you're in love
That your heart cries if you are alone
That once you've tasted blood life becomes bitter
They don't tell you
That submission can shred your soul
That steel is lighter than feathers
That you can never go back
They don't tell you
That too much is never enough
That the flesh means nothing
That your mind will lose grip of reality
They don't tell you
That you will spend your life like an addict
Searching for that next rush
The next surge
The next mind fuck
You writhe in the sheets that are too soft
You scream for the violence of domination
You pray for God to take away the curse of choice
You cry yourself to sleep
You catch yourself strangling yourself
In a desperate attempt to silence the voices
They don't tell you
That you will fall apart chasing a craving that will never be satisfied
It burns you alive from the inside out
They don't tell you that
TLL '08 aka SympliG0th/ic
Saving Life Part 09Saving Life Part 094 years ago in Drama More Like This
After the retreat of the Decepticons was absolutely clear, Ironhide and Bumblebee stepped immediately back from their protective position in front of the bonded couple. While the two Autobots did not return to their comrades, they stood a safe distance away, unsure as what should happen next. Ironhide especially had a hard time controlling the urge to simply charge his weapons and just end the Decepticon's miserable life.
If he had not seen the way their own head of special ops acted around the Ford Mustang Saleen, he would not have believed that a Decepticon could be bonded to an Autobot and certainly not a high ranking officer. The thought made his energon boil and he did not even care about the ban on bonded couples being Autobot soldiers. He only wanted to beat the scrap out of Jazz for taking a Decepticon as his sparkmate.
Too bad Jazz already looked far too beaten up as it was. And he knew that Ratchet would not appreciate having to repair even more than was already obvious. It m
SomedayDespite his heavy metallic feet descending in even steps upon the rigid floor, the yellow mech glides silently down the hallway with nothing more than a faint klink as metal collides together. Its not his size that causes his noiseless step, because many of the other small Autobots clamor down the corridors like a one-mech stampede. No, his ability to slip soundlessly past is simply a Primus given talent, one that makes him the perfect espionage agent. One often forgets that the cheery bot is one of the most secretive mechs in the army, but thats what makes him such a talented spy.Someday7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So, he probably knows Im following him.
Im not following him, per se, because I think were going to the same place; the rec. room. At least, I hope so, because I am now most thoroughly lost. And its obvious he knows Im behind him, stumbling around with heavy, uneven footsteps, trying to balance three heavy boxes full of things I dont know that rattle around lou
Saving Life Part 01Saving Life Part 014 years ago in Drama More Like This
Header from now on down at the description.
Darkness. First like nothingness. Then came feelings. Happiness about life, contentment slowly evolving to worry. Anger, frustration, fear. Determination, a will to fight. Impression of a first meeting, mutual dislike. Fighting, anger, frustration. Then the first whispers of grudging respect, slowly, oh so slowly developing into friendship. And suddenly there was attraction, shyness, boldness, love? Followed by denial, giving in to lust. A request, followed by a fight. Frustration, self-loathing, a want to stay away battling a stronger need to return. Acceptance at the very last, a lost fight, giving in, wanting to protect. A bond, love and cherishment but also urgency for secrecy and the awareness of breaking rules. Buffering and masking feelings, long time of getting to know, comradeship, devastation, determination to succeed, separation, loneliness.
And suddenly there was pain, hot, searing pain
That Elated KissThat Elated Kiss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Between us both, that kiss of God
From to and upon the souls within the very cores.
The fruit of this knowledge was not ill-gained,
As meant for mine eyes was the gotten teaching.
Ah yes, the inspired motivator amongst my tongue,
Pure, but deadly, as to protect what is owned
By the cavities that contain ours, the beating hearts.
This marathon to & through
which I gladly volunteer to run,
Has my limbs aflame, enthralled with elation,
Striking down to its knees, the very calamity that
once over took me. Bless you, from above,
as from my lips between us both, a kiss from your lover.
Saving Life Part 04Saving Life Part 044 years ago in Drama More Like This
Due to a carefully reader pointing out that the signs for normal speech and bond speech are hard to distinguish, I decided to use a different sign for bond speech. You can find the information about speech signs in my header. I am also going to change the past chapters but it's nothing major, just decided that you should know about it. Thank you for "She How Heals", who pointed it out to me. ^^
And of course thanks again for the nice reviews I received. I am happy to hear that you liked the story so far. Now enjoy chapter four!
Sharing and therefore reliving his own memories must have taken a lot out of Prowl, because when Jazz woke again from his next recharge he was surprised to find his bondmate still fully out of it. Since the saboteur's spark had become stronger and stronger, it was no longer necessary for them to merge their sparks constantly. Prowl had settled on connecting their sparks wh
Where'd the Monsters go.?We stopped checking under our bedsWhere'd the Monsters go.?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The monsters don’t live there anymore.
Figments of diseased imagination,
Or imagination, a doorway,
To stark, terrible reality.
Don’t close the door.
They warned us.
This switch is rigged.
On is off and off is on.
We turn on the lights,
By falling into blackness,
Stepping into darkness,
The monsters aren’t under our beds.
We turned our backs,
They’re in our heads,
They warned us.