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Her DiaryShe tells her story of undesirable life.Her Diary1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The mistaken road of miserable life.
The never ending painful path of life.
Until one day, the storm of unforgiving past,
strike the silent purity of her remaining happiness.
Little did they knew,
the secret of her dearest diary.
A diary of resurrecting actual hope.
A promising wish of surprising end.
The diary to unfold the bliss of future.
The new beginning of everything.
To let go of every torture.
To let go of anything excruciating.
The story line of twisted ending.
Setting off with the content of her diary.
Stood silently gathering her thoughts.
The purpose and meaning,
of those s
RinxLen: MemoriesRinxLen: Memories4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
RinxLen: Memories
by ~PikaRinnySuki
~~~
"Together in all these memories, I see your smile.
All the memories I hold dear.
Darling, you know I will love you until the end of time."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was 12:30 in the afternoon. School was still going on, and it was lunch time. Since it was such a nice day, Rin and Len decided to eat their lunches outside. They ate in the same spot where Len had confessed to Rin that he loved her, and then they had started going out. It was their favorite place in the whole school, even if it was outside. Len's confessions was one of her favorite memories, a memory she would never forget.
When Rin and Len go
True Love Lasts ForeverTrue Love Lasts Forever3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
True Love Lasts Forever
by ~PikaRinnySuki
~~~
It was December 27th, the most important day to Rin Kagamine. She woke up immediately, and knew what she had to do.
Rin quickly got out of her warm, soft bed and ran to her pure white dresser to grab her usual clothes that she would wear whenever Crypton wanted everyone to meet up at the studio to record songs and videos. Then, she grabbed her special G-clef necklace that she had gotten from someone very close to her, someone she loved dearly. She grabbed everything she needed and ran straight into the bathroom. Rin quickly freshened herself up and changed her clothes. Then, she brushed her g
Swords into PlowsharesBleach IchiHime fanfic hosted at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6582580 (Please review there on FFnet if you like the story!)Swords into Plowshares2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
IchiHime fluff for the 2010 FLOL holiday exchange. Gift for Silverjewelkitten at FLOL.
In this universe, the Winter War never happened. There was a negotiated peace between Aizen and Yamamoto just before the war started (somewhere around chapter 249), and the two sides have maintained a truce ever since. It is seven years after the events that happened in canon, and Orihime and Ichigo have gotten married. Ichigo is a medical student and Orihime is a graphic artist for a video game company.
Pairings: Ichigo/Orihime, Gin
{Frozen} Chapter 3 As the passage started to open up, Karma and Shimo made their way down the mountain path that began to lead the two into a valley surrounded by much shorter mountains.{Frozen} Chapter 33 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A sign of spring approaching surrounded their feet as some green life was poking up through the cage of winter snow.
Karma sighed a bit to herself which caused Shimo to give her a worried look and Karma flashed a gentle smile at her in hope to relieve her from any worries she might be thinking about.
With a small nod Shimo smiled shyly back and then turning her head she starred forward at the town that was right along the path.
Karma kept her gaze focused on the ground in front of her; from the corner of her eye she saw Shimo looking nervously every which way, but Karma didn't bother to think much of it. Throughout the trip through the mountain path Karma had just assumed that Shimo was naturally a shy person, who seems to be a bit on edge.
Shimo tugged lightly on the cloak that draped over her should
{Frozen} Chapter 2Starring down at the cold ground, Karma could see her breath with each exhale from her lungs that felt sore from being so close to her heavy heart. Her Hood was pull up all the way casting a shadow over her eyes hiding the sorrow as she trekked along the mountain path hoping to reach the nearest cave before sun falls.{Frozen} Chapter 24 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With strong mountain wind pushing against her she pressed on. Her hood threatening to fly backwards and uncover her head she held it closed her hands exposed to the chilled winds.
Karma felt a sense of relief to spot a cave up ahead just before the next cliff turn. Escaped from the howls of the fierce mountain winds, Karma settled herself down in the cave hugging her knees close she curled up in a spot with little snow and wrapped the extension of her cloak around her body tightly, though the cold didn’t bother her that much it was the sense of loneliness that sent chills to jolt against her pale skin.
Karma breathed slowly watching the moister in her breath mix wi
A snippet of the pastA snippet of the past9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fox was once again sitting at his altar, legs crossed and serene. The people bowing in front of the altar, friends and family, neighbors and acquaintances. As always, he would listen to the their needs and fears and hopes. He would protect them from harm and make sure they remained in the right path. He would protect them and the harmony they had created with the forest.
The Ja'haraim. The animal-people. Those he swore to protect with his dying breath as one of the five guardians of E'lendahr. The people had two legs and four arms, each of their six finger ended in unforgiving claws. They were born with two heads that were merged into one wh
Kelya (part7)Kelya (part7)10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*... She needed to wake Kaleb so they could leave this place and finally get some rest somewhere safe.*
Kaleb came to, woken by the sound of desperate whines and the feel of muzzles poking at his flank repeatedly. When a set of teeth closed on his left ear and started tugging, he snarled. His whole body hurt, his shoulder kept sending sharp stabs of pain down his front leg. Gathering his courage, he set out to change back to his human form. The shapeshifting didn't usually hurt anymore, but he wasn't usually injured either, feeling wounds reopening violently due to the changes wasn't his idea os fun. Snarling viciously at the pain, he forced
Kelya (part 1)Kelya (part 1)11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Little Kelya was born in an aristocratic family of the House of Cat in the Mammal Kingdom. Her family was mainly formed of high ranking officials regarding diplomacy and war. They were all highly educated, very skilled with weapons and valued the family status above all else. As in most aristocratic families, the parents kept a cold distance from their children until the first time they changed shape. Then, if the child was worthy, it would be accepted and appreciated. If the child proved unsatisfactory, measures were taken so that it wouldn't stain the family tree and the child was never to be mentioned again.
The children themselves were n
Ravynn REDONE-Chapter 1I sat in my cage, next to Robin. My wings where sore from being folded so tightly to my body. I looked over at Robin, my "batty" friend. She gave me a reassuring smile, which didn't help much 'cuz of her fangs.Ravynn REDONE-Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I bet you're EXTREMELY confused right about now. Well, lemme give you the SHORT story-Robin is 90% human, 10% vampire bat. Me, on the other hand...I'm 98% human, 2% bird. Not sure what kind though...I currently can't think of any kind of bird that has gray and brown feathers. My friend Conch, who's only 7, is 30% fish. She only grows the full tail when she's completely sumerged in water. She's got the genes of a dolphin.
It pains me
Now. Yet. Always. - Chapter 1The old woman is closing down her small food stand. She puts the unsold fruits and vegetables into a create. From across the street a small figure appears with a cloak over her head covering her ears and tail. A faint "baa" sound comes from the figure that can be barely be heard from a distance. As Chieri carefully approaches the stand the old woman sees her and smiles taking out a basket from behind her stand. Chieri looks around hesitantly to check for anyone watching her before talking.Now. Yet. Always. - Chapter 18 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"As... every day. I owe you my gratitude...thank you."
"You are welcome, my dear. I don't think a young child like you should have to be so scared just to live." As she talks she opens the cloth to show the contents of the basket.
There is another "baa" when Chieri is looking into the basket to see a variety of fruits and vegetables.
"I took Alexander with me...he is always so excited." She smiles nervously as she barely whispers.
"Is it enough? For the three of you it seems so little. I could a
Now. Yet. Always. - Chapter 2Chieri moves closer, despite her fears. "...I...I can't leave now. I can't ignore this." Chieri says it quietly as she leans down touching the hurt half breed's cheek. He twitches from her touch but doesn't wake up. Alexander moves closer and does a small growl of sorts when the man moves a bit, and Isabella hides behind Chieri's leg. Chieri strokes his cheek a few more times. As she is this close she finds out he is half wolf. She reaches down now and tries to drag him back to her hole. He is heavy for her so it is quite the task.Now. Yet. Always. - Chapter 28 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alexander sees her doing this. "Baa!" He reacts and moves infront of her and clearing the path of sticks as well as making sure it is clear. Isabella also wants to help and is behind her pushing the man with her head as much as she can.
After some time and a lot of effort she is able to get him to her home and puts him into her bed. She is exhausted from the effort and looks down at him again still asleep. "...such bad wounds. He was surely attacked by human
Game OverHer eyes widened in shock. What...just...happened...?Game Over3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Green stared at her his hand a few centimetres away from her face, a frown on his face. Blue gingerly touched her cheek that how had a red spot, her eyes still wide.
"Blue this is the fifth time I had to bail you out from the police station! You have to stop stealing!" Green yelled at her. She saw fire in his eyes. Green hardly yelled at her but she supposed she deserved it.
"I guess I'm just not as good as I used to be.." Blue said giving a half hearted shrug. Green's face inched away from her. His voice much softer now. "You don't get it Blue." He said to her, his fingers combing his
The Meaning of LifeLifeThe Meaning of Life5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The characteristic state or condition of a living organism.
Sustenance
The supporting of life.
Work
Physical or mental effort or activity directed toward the production of something.
Production
The creation of wealth by producing goods and services.
Wealth
All goods and resources having value in terms of exchange or use.
Exchange
To give in return for something received.
Use
To take or consume.
Consume
To use or use up goods for the purpose of pleasure.
Pleasure
A source of enjoyment or an enjoyable sensation or emotion.
Enjoyment
Use or possession of something beneficial or pleasurable.
Problem
A situation, matter,
RumiTiny hands wrap around his pinky fingerRumi1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the first time, her eyes open...
Revealing irises of warm, dark chocolate
The colour deep and soulful like her father's.
A mop of hair covers her whole head
In little fiery strands
The shade like pink cherry blossoms
Being thrown under an orange-red sunset
That beautiful hue received from her mother.
Two sets of eyes look down at her
In awe, wonder and amazement
As they drink in the sight and sounds
Of life in their baby girl
Warmly encased in a green blanket
Although things aren't all as they seem
For she may look like a normal, healthy kid
One can easily overlook...
The small, s
Rhyden InformationRhyden Information7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
BASIC:
Name: Rhyden
Nickname(s): Rhy, Denny
Gender: Male
Righty or lefty: Lefty
Age: 22
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 173 lbs
Eye Color: Deep red
Hair Color: Currently Black w/ red streaks (Originally Light Brown)
Marks:
- Two birthmarks under his Left eye and a few on his lower back.
- Spider bites
Physical Traits:
- Rhyden has a slim but a bit muscular body. His hair reaching to
his neck, and bangs covering his right eye(nothing hidden, just
kept it as a hairstyle). He eyes droop a bit. his posture is very laid
back, his fingertips usually covered in bandaids, trying to play
guitar. The most he wears is sweatshirts with designs of
bands/log
HNA: Maya x PierrotHNA: Maya x Pierrot4 months ago in Comedy More Like This
Maya: *runs over to Pier and sits beside him * I hope big brother Benny is ok...
Pierrot: -Snaps out of his trance- Huh? Oh! Uh, I do too -Rubs back of head-
Maya: *hugs Pier* Why does everyone always get upset? *buries her head into his PJ's*
Ovis: *stares at maya and pier and whispers* just kiss and be happy ok guys
Pierrot: -Face turns beat red- Uhh, I-I dunno -Carefully places his arm around her-
Maya: *looks up and smiles* I like you, Pier. Do you.. Uh.. Wanna *blushes* Maybe go to.. Uh.. Never mind .///_///.
Pierrot: -Jaw drops- I-I-I uh ... I like you too Maya ... B-but where did you want to go?
Maya: *shakes heas* Oh! No no no
A Monster Named ParanoiaI have never liked promises.A Monster Named Paranoia1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's a funny little world. My mother promised she'd never leave me, but she did – or maybe I left her, when I released the roses from my previously tightly clasped hand and the tears from my eyes and my feet carried me away from her grave, my past. My father promised we'd always remember her, when he wore the fragile mask of an achieved man, at the funeral. Nowadays, I hum her favourite song and he clenches everything in his body but his hand, which he extends to meet my cheek with brute force, asking me for silence without even saying a word.
And then – then, there's you. There's you, the one who pro
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