Become the WinterBecome the Winter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Becoming the Winter
First I hear the cracking. I can feel through my bare feet the hair-thin lines spreading across the ice. And then everything beneath me vanishes.
I fall, plunging into the icy blue depths, and watch, helpless as the jagged frame of pale light slowly slips further away.
I reach out towards the watery light, even as my fingers lose all feeling.
The cold presses in, seeping past my skin, spreading through my bones and into my heart.
But even as I sink, feeling my blood become ice, I close my eyes in relief, because she is safe.
Everything else fades away.
Except the cold.
It is the cold more than anything else that is suffocating. Pressing in, closing out all else. Taking away the light.
And it doesn't go away.
It seeps in, past my heart, beyond my blood, into my very soul.
And now my soul is slipping away, melting into the frozen water.
Memory becomes liquid and flows away.
Then I feel it.
The touch of cool, silvery light. A touch I
parkour...PARKOUR...Read the description dammit.parkour...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its more than a sport
Its more than running and jumping .
They call us spazzes and daredevils
I call us free
We love parkour
We practice it
Me personally I live for it
I embody it
I take one step towards my gap .
Im in the air and Im free
No more troubles no more gravity
Im free and its because of parkour
They call us spazzes and dare devils
By: Jaamal Smith
ParkourYou will see themParkour5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In the middle of town
Running and flipping
Always upside down.
Their feet are always moving
With their hands as support
Doesn't matter if the shoes get fucked;
New ones can be bought.
On grass, cement
Or even jumping on cars
Their minds are crazy
With their sexy parkour scars.
A computer for others
But the city is their playground
While experiments are being done;
This is how tricks are found.
Rolling on the floor, climbing a tree
Or walking on their hands
Doesn't matter what they're up against
They'll conquer all the lands.
It's not an easy sport
But it involves fun and laughter
The guys are a team;
Soon joining is their female partner.
No rules to follow
They make up their own
You see them jumping and turning
While you're on the phone.
There's nothing to compare
With what you feel
But all that counts is
Everything they do is real.
Call them crazy
But I call them my supermen
Once an awesome trick is done
Get them to do it again!
Soon there will be complaints
ParkourPushing the limits of society's realityParkour8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Always moving; ever flowing
Reaching for new heights in order to be free
Kick off walls; never slowing
Opening pathways where others see barriers
Under the rail, off the building
Re-modelling one's paradigm of the world..
Skeleton Boy Saves His SkinO' Gather 'round, children. I'll tell you a taleSkeleton Boy Saves His Skin8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of a skeleton boy who was bony and pale.
For the first act, our story is all fun and games
But at the end of part one, we see everything changes
We see Skeleton Boy's snatched by the prince of all darkness.
'Tis back to trickster mythology that this storyline harkens.
And so Skeleton Boy must get out of this fix
And find ways to outsmart all his captors with tricks
So prepare for fantastical mischief in:
Skeleton Boy Saves His Skin
by Thomas Boguszewski
Deep underground, there was a boy who was dead
Then out of the ground popped his skeleton head.
He pulled his dead body up through all the red stone
And sat, his head rattling, upon his old headstone.
Skeleton Boy wanted mischievous fun
So he took to his heels and had a good run.
Our hero was hungry, and he saw a big rabbit,
So he set up a trap in order to nab it.
Once the rabbit was caught, the boy made rabbit stew.
But since he was bones, it fell right on through.
Soon after tha
Society.Society is the cruelest of people.Society.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She praises those who are familiar with her sisters, wealth and fame.
But she puts down those who are close to her brothers, Shame and poverty.
She makes the brave and strong into the poor and lame with her silver tongue.
Her laugh hurts the souls of what she calls "Lower class." as she laughs with her favored "Upper class".
Her smile startles the lower class, they ask "Why must you look at me so?" And she sarcastically replies "No reason."
She is a tyrant in a easily manipulated world, who can only be stopped by her elders, war and death.
I was only dreaming-JunoxGalenIt was bright and beautiful out today there we sat on top the Rouge's Shadow, Galen sat with on of his legs going up and the other flat on the ground, his elbow was propped up by his knee and his other arm was holding his bodyweight up, and our fingers were almost touching. I slide mine over to his more blushing slightly so does he, I move closer to him and kiss his cheek. He looks at me with amazement he tried to speak but couldn't in stead he pressed his lips gently against mine then pulled away leaving a line of drool. I giggle as he blushes even brighter, he wraps his free arm around me and holds me close with both his arms now, I look up at him, "Do you think we're gonna get away?" I ask. He looked doubtful but he turned his big eyes toward me and brushed his rough hands over my face and whispered, "I love you, Juno." He said. Everything started going black and fading away. I sit up in my bed and realize, I was only dreaming.I was only dreaming-JunoxGalen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All For Sam"Why does he do that? He treats us like we're just sidekicks. You ever wondered why the sidekick is the sidekick? Because the super hero thinks he's not good enough to be like him!" the angry Goth paced in front of her African American friend.All For Sam9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He simply watched her pace, no words escaped his lips. If anyone interrupted Sam anger, she would have her own punching bag to take it out on.
"He thinks he can just go around willy nilly without us and always win! Has he ever thought of a battle we didn't help him with? If we weren't there he'd be dead by now!"
You speak to me
I know this will be temporary
you ask to leave
But I can tell you that I've had enough
Danny Fenton was a typical teenage boy, with two friends. Sam and Tucker. Danny was a shy, cautious boy in high school. His grades weren't the best in the world and his attitude was the same as any other bully victims, but Danny, had a secret. Danny Phantom, Amity park super hero, was Danny Fenton.
Yes, he took is responsibilities seriou
Sherlock Phantom - Tales of New Russen: Prologue Sherlock Phantom: The Tales of New RussenSherlock Phantom - Tales of New Russen: Prologue3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Welcome to the Tales of New Russen, where mystery, magic, and ghostly tales will prevail. Together we will muster our journey with Eugene Sherlock Phantom, a white-haired teen detective who sets out to look for his sister's whereabouts and solving brutal murderous cases in New Russen. Today, we shall start before the real story begins...in the wealthy city of Corosha, where Phantom has been raised...
In the whitened wealthy city of Corosha, many tall white buildings spread throughout the landscape. Clusters of miniture mansions lined the streets, with few cars and horse carraiges. In its mist, a grand school building was set into view, with its Roman-like entrance and side doors. Apart from the building, a round spherical dome building stood nearby, with shelves of books and information on various technologies and gruesome tales. A white-haired teenager stood on the edge on one of the ladders, trying to reach out for
Ask Dan PhantomA certain deviant was on her computer, puttering about on a certain website and muttering about how difficult it was to write a good opening to a fic without sounding trite. She checked her messages, commented on a deviation or two, then saw a journal post from a certain group. She was normally the type to skip journals, but this particular one looked interesting.Ask Dan Phantom4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"The Ask Dan Phantom Proyect," she read with a growing smirk, then did a double take. "Waitproyect?" She blinked, then remembered the bilingual Spanish-speaking blog author. "Ah, gotcha."
A grin threatened to split her face. Now in full authoress mode, she pulled up a Word document and prepared to warp reality
Which explained how, several minutes later, a sulking Dan Phantom and a smirking Clockwork were in her living room. "I hate getting written into fics," the former of the two ghosts muttered darkly under his breath.
The deviant shrugged. "Well, you get to break the Fourth Wall this time," she said. "S'be
Our LoveOur love.Our Love5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I felt her walk up behind me. I opened an eye.
"Yes?" I asked.
"We have entered hyperspeed and are on our way to Felucia." She replied.
"Very good. Now if you'll exucse me I must return to my meditation."
"Yes sir." I felt her bow then turn to walk away, but she did not
leave. For I did not hear her boot prints piddling away.
"Is there something else I can help you with?" I asked a little annoyed.
"Why are you doing this?" I now stood to face her.
"What do you mean?"
"Why are you looking for people to help you over throw the empire. You
know it will never work. You saw first hand how powerful the empire
is. You know you can't defeat them." She stated. I looked at her.
"I must try." l looked down. I knew the real reason why I was looking.
I was looking for Vader. I was his slave and I dare not disobey him or
he might hurt Juno. I could not live with myself if he hurt her. She
walked closer to me.
"There's no stopping them Galen can't you see that. Galen I-I..." She
UnawareUnaware3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Unaware / She Forgets Sometimes
"The sky's beautiful today too. "
And I'll say it again if I have to because it really was. Maybe if it had been a different time, a different place, I would be skipping on the sidewalk. But it's not and I'm nowhere near childishly walking. This wasn't just Midgar, this was Edge. Not everything was as stunning as the sky was. The city's not really the inspiring blue like hope or the blue that makes you feel free and cool rather, it's the kind of blue that just makes everyone feel terrible. That's what it is, or at least, was. I could never bring myself to skip out here but I couldn't help but add a spring to my steps.
This place has seen better days and I'm telling you, these are those days. Before the attack of the Remnants, before the fall of Meteor, before everything had happened, these streets had never seen daylight. Now it's breathing in it. Yes, things may look grim but not totally hopeless. If you ask me, I'd say it doesn't just
Interview With Dan PhantomMy footsteps echoed throughout Clockwork's lair. I tried to ignore it, but when I saw Clockwork himself watching my approach, it was a good distraction. Staring makes me nervous. He noticed and looked away, fiddling with his staff.Interview With Dan Phantom4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"So- you're back," he started as I came to a stop. "What is it this time?
"This isn't personal business for once," I said, trying to sound official. He stopped and looked at me with an eyebrow raised. I sighed in failure. "Ok, fine, it is slightly personal. But only slightly,"
"Figured " he turned around and started floating to one of his screens. "Now, what is it you want to ask this time?"
I fidgeted. "Actually It's not you who I want to ask "
Clockwork froze. The screen had shown who I was referring to. "No," he said firmly.
"But I'll be ok. You're here after all. What's the danger?"
He then flew up close, only about a foot away from me. "He is the danger. You know that,"
I smirked. "Maybe he won't be dangerous. Maybe he'll listen to me. Y
SoxMa Poison Chapter 3SoxMa Poison Chapter 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
The darkness was thick. Soul felt like he was floating in inky blackness but he couldn't move. There was something almost comforting about the void. Like it was a reflection of the loss he felt; a cold, endless nothing that was slowly becoming part of him. He was no longer in darkness, he was the darkness. Laughter echoed from nowhere in particular and seemed to surround him.
"What's the point? Hhahaha What is the point? HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Soul?" Stein asked. Soul hadn't said a word since he sank to his knees. He stayed so perfectly still it was as if Soul had been replaced with a statue of grief. Then he began to laugh. Quietly at first but quickly growing until it filled the space and echoed off the walls. Soul lunged forward with out warning, swinging a transformed arm wildly but Stein was ready. He stepped back and to the side allowing the maddened teen to fly passed. Soul babbled insanely as his attack missed landing him hard on the floor.
" ..i GeT iT heHehE
Edward Elric vs. Edward CullenEdward vs. EdwardEdward Elric vs. Edward Cullen6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Note: This little fanfic thing shall be written in a play style. Kindrix is me, Nik is...Nik, my uke cat boy who wanted to help with this, and the rest is pretty easy to figure out. Please note that this is an anti-Twilight fic, so any Twihards who want to kill me after, go join some sort of Twilight cult instead of wasting your time reading this. Thank you, and please continue reading if you are interested.*
Kindrix: *walks into view with a hairbrush being used as a microphone* Hello ladies and gentlemen! Today, we bring you a little presentation of the famous (or infamous, take your pick) Twilight! Here to help us is-
Nik: *behind the camera* Kindrix-san, is that my hairbrush!?
Kindrix: Shh, it's being used for a good cause! Anyway, as I was saying, here to help us is my uke cat boy, Nik! Who is camera shy and is not going to actually appear...*cough* Anyway, here is our first host, Edward Cullen.
Edward C: *walks out to stand on my left and smiles one of his crook
Code Geass: Chaos of Peace 1Code Geass: Chaos of Peace 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ok just to disclaim away: I don't own Code Geass or any of it's characters. I do own all the OCs in this story and the plot and any Knightmares I come up with. And thanks to my co-writer CrossingXBoundries for her help!! She's super awesome and I can't thank her enough for the help!
C.C. stood on the deck of a boat that was heading for Japan, her green hair blowing in the wind as she looked out at the stars that were reflecting off of the water. "Everything is quite all right; you know that, do you? We have a few problems here, but you don't have to worry about the small details. Like I said, everything it's just fine... The Earth is spinning in her own shaft, and all around her are people living peacefully. But, the truth is that I can't believe that I'm here to see that, it does not agree with the contract we have... Have? Had? What a strange word..." she sighed, getting lost in her musings.
"I'm right here, seeing all you'd done for us, for me? No...
DPSS: Chapter IVDanny stood leaning against the wall of the jet, hands pressed against the glass, a grimace on his face. A wide blue ring appeared around his waist. Seconds later, a plain-clothed Danny turned and collapsed onto the floor, back sliding down the glass, into a heap, with a grunt.DPSS: Chapter IV8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We should contact your parents," Tucker said.
" and tell them what?" Danny said sharply, standing up, "I'm sorry I've been lying to you and please don't rip me apart, molecule by molecule?" He raised his hand, gesturing to emphasize his point. "Besides," he said, looking down, "if they have anything to say to me," he looked up, "they can always contact me "
A large red light flashed in time with a shrill dinging. Danny glanced over at it. Danny sighed.
"Here we go " he said, hand hovering above the keyboard. Leaning over the control panel, he quickly typed in the necessary code, the keys beeping as he punched them.
He stood back as the monitor above him came to life, snowy static cascading along
Percy's Payback"GUYS IM OVER HERE!" Nico cried out to the group, who had come running around the corner and run straight into where he was behind held, surrounded by a cage of earth which he was unable to break no matter how hard he tried. The group stopped and stared at him in confusion, like they didn't recognise him, even Hazel.Percy's Payback4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Do we know you?" Piper asked, raising an eyebrow.
"YES! Well actually I don't know you, but the others...GUYS LEMME OUT, ITS NICO!" They looked blankly at him.
"I'm sorry..."Annabeth muttered walking forwards. "But I've never seen you before in my life!" Nico was about to protest when he saw Percy, smirking like an idiot.
"Ha ha very funny, I get it I get it, now please let me out!" Percy frowned.
"What's funny? I think this is quite serious, for all we know your some terrible titan just coaxing us into letting you go." Sighing in frustration Nico looked towards Hazel, his last hope, the only one who could stop the madness.
"Hazel, come on, we don't have long,
Thinking of You Part 1Thinking of You Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A cool summer day, brisk July evening. Everyone was giddy and excited for the upcoming Fourth of July Firework show. Even with the war still raging on, most of the men gone and the women hard at work, there were a few that were still there helping out best at home. But months ago before summer had even begun, there was a boy named Steven, a what used to be lanky, small blonde who had changed over the course of rigorous training and some experimental drugs that were runned by the highest of the high. At the time it was the dawn of a era known as Tony Stark's time to shin, though Steve and the infamous Stark had little to no contact, he did see him working along side Abraham Erskine, the German doctor who had worked somewhat with the previous Stark before his untimely death. Steve met that man only once, and had liked him but sad as it was he had been taken from the world too soon so his son stepped in. A sophisticated looking man from the clothing he wore, but from his manners- or there
QuietQuietQuiet3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tifa x Cloud
Cutting through the serenity of the night, the dark outline of a sleek motorcycle and its two passengers glided onward through the lonely countryside. Save for the low hum of its engine, all the world was quiet and still, but somehow the consistent rumble weaved itself into the tranquil song of traveling winds and night crickets.
As the motor bike finally stuttered to a halt on the outskirts of a dimly lit town, a woman with rich mocha colored eyes and silky ebony hair slid off the back of the motorcycle and hypnotically strode towards the town. The driver of the bike, a man with unimaginably blue eyes and blond spiky hair, killed the droning engine and set the kickstand before coming over to stand beside his companion. Wordlessly, the woman crossed beneath the metal archway, the man following not far behind, and paused as the town filled her eyes.
Almost too instantaneously, Tifa recognized the landmarks of her childhood. Barely made up of more tha
100 Things Anime Taught Me100 things I learned in anime.100 Things Anime Taught Me6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. Any color ever imagined is a natural hair color.
2. No matter where you are hit or how minor the injury you will bleed out of your mouth.
3. All living things(and some non-living things) contain 50 gallons of blood and every single bit will pour out or shoot out geiser style if you get injured.
4. Nver trust the bald guy. Even if he isn't pure evil, he'll have a major case of ass-holeishness.
5. Nobody's hair is subject to the laws of gravity.
6. It's not really a dog, it's never really a dog.
7. The old guy is the most perverted person ever. Or the most powerful. Or both.
8. Not showing your whole face doubles or triples your power.
9. Other worlds are found in incredibly random places.
10. He's your father.
11. If it talks to you, you're crazy.
12. If it talks to everyone but you, you're crazy.
13. Your eyes must be 3x the size of your nose.
14. You don't necessarily need a nose.
15. Being friends with the main character will automatically cause frea
I'm a PoetI'm a poet.I'm a Poet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And because I'm a poet,
I have the pride of a poet,
and the background of an artist.
Yes as a poet.
I am overlooked in the group
for the work that is drawn,
and the art that is colored by the painters
I am a writer
and though my words hold power
they are seen as nothing more than words
and never get brought to their original intent
I am a writer
whose every move is watched
whose art is critiqued harsher than others
who's still unknown as an artist
I am an author,
who wears my heart on my sleeve
who leaves everything bare to judgment
who never asks for more than is due
I am an artist,
but I don't always get treated as such
DPStars: PrefaceThe Adirondack Trading Company store was quietly bustling with frequent and chance visitors admiring the woodsy-themed merchandise as per usual. However, today, on the second floor, a pair of unique strangers strolled through the uneven aisles, glancing about with the utmost curiosity.DPStars: Preface8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ooh, look!" Timmy said, and raised the awe-inspiring item high. It was a pen, whose body was made to look like a stick of wood whittled at the ends, one bearing the modern tip, the other from which spouted a large brown plume. "Can I get it? Please, please?"
"No!" Danny said firmly, though with a distinct crack, "You'll just torture me with it all the time..."
Timmy frowned. "No, I won't, I promise!"
Danny pursed his lips, and scrunched them to one side. With a sigh, he conceded. "All right, you can have the stupid pen…"
Timmy handed it to him, and the older boy approached one side of the glass counter. The clerk smiled as she recited the price, which Danny approximated with crisp dollar bills. Taking t