The Watchman THE WATCHMANThe Watchman3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was well known that Thorin Oakenshield was a hard head, stubborn to his very core and had a determination so fierce that he had chosen to take back Erebor with only thirteen dwarves and a Hobbit. It was his stubbornness that had ultimately caused his demise on the battlefield, something he would never back down from. He had defended his decision voraciously since arriving in the Haven. He had refused to go forth without his entire company and so he had sat in the Haven for nigh on seventy years, watching as each member of his company went through life without him. Kili and Fili, bless their hearts had crossed through to the Haven mere moments after he had and after much discussion – a word Thorin used lightly here for discussion between his two nephew could only be translated through fists – had elected to wait with him. Dwarves are uncannily loyal to those whom they love if they so choose to be.
So it was that Thorin had picked his place to watch the goings on
Loki and Thor skype conversationLoki: onceler is hot hot hot hot .Loki and Thor skype conversation3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Thor: aaaaaaaaaah why you got to be so hot?!?!?! >.>
Loki: XD i don't know brother D: but he is hot..and I want marshmallows D:
Thor: then turn into a bear
Loki: not a bad idea.....I have to use my magic to do that.... D: could you please give me back my magic stick so I can change :3
Thor: only if you promise not to harm anybody (that means humans too XD)
Loki: then.........get me a bag of marshmallows
Thor: brother you are big enough to get one yourself
Loki: I am on one of the asgard cells...... remember...I can't go out....
Thor: I'm stuck in our world and can't go to earth...we don't have marshmallows
Loki: I forgot about that......
Thor: see? 7.7
Loki: ......I won't ever get marshmallows D: .....
Loki: *emo corner*
Thor: aaah don't worry we'll find a way don't cry D:
Loki: I'm not crying!! I'm sobbing....because... 1st I'm adopted....2nd I don't have magic and 3rd WE CAN"T HAVE MARSHMALL
OLD 101 Ways to Annoy ArmandOLD 101 Ways to Annoy Armand4 years ago in Humor More Like This
101 Ways to annoy Armand
by dreamsareforever and friends
1. Say that Alex called, he says he was the original angst teen. (Clockwork Orange)
2. Say that Marius hates him.
3. When he tries to make fun of you say, " Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me!" ( Watch out if he goes out to do just that.)
4. Take away both versions of Blade Runner from him and replace it with Twilight.
5. Try to act as though you're the boss of him.
6. Act as though he's only 3 and not 500 and something.
7. Make him watch Barney.
8. Make him watch anything on "Sprout, Disney Playhouse and Nick Jr."
9. Say that Lestat is the best thing in the world.
10. Capture Louis, ( and keep untill he'll do some hulla dancing.)
11. Act as though Armand is a cute little puppy dog that WON'T bite.
12. Give his room a makeover. ( Girlstyle)
13. Give HIM a makeover.
14. Lock him up in a room with Pee Wee Herman.
15. Lock him up in a room with Richard Simmons or Rosie O'Donnell.
16. Go on a vacation w
Johns LogJohn watson's LogJohns Log3 years ago in Humor More Like This
221b Baker Street the type of address you'll never forget right?....easy to say easy to remember like learning how to ride a bike as the Americans say .
Well .sometimes I wish I didn't knew it as well as I do ..it has just brought me trouble ..and worst than that .I actually live in it
Sadly for a man of my age and my past I don't live by myself .
I live with "the master of deduction and master of logical thinking " as he calls himself he also claims to be a "consulting detective" which I I'm sure he invented the term for what he does .but this doesn't have anything to do with my story or ..Does it have to do with it?.....
I've been living with this man for over a year now and it has already caused me more troubles than having a small child .he's so clingy
And im not even sure why he's letting me type so comfortably right now .he's jus
I'll Just Say What's On My Mind...I’ll just say what’s on my mindI'll Just Say What's On My Mind...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For everyone to hate.
I used to cry myself to sleep
And slice my skin with blades.
I wrapped a belt around my neck
In hopes of lifelessness,
And after failing even that,
I remained emotionless.
My mother used to cry all day
And my dad used to be ill.
My sister attempted suicide
By swallowing the pill.
My mother tried to kill herself
And we almost watched her fall.
She swallowed gulps of whiskey
And she blamed me for it all.
I have hallucinations,
And delusions, and depression
And fighting my own demons
Has become a slight obsession.
I’ll just say what’s on my mind
For everyone to see.
This is who I am, and hey!
I’m still okay with me.
Melancholy thoughtsI tasteMelancholy thoughts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your words,
only to wonder
how many others
Of Ms. QuinnOf Ms. Quinn7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beside me, standing, smiling, soullessly
Her head full to the brim with nothingness.
I brought her to this lowly state, you see.
The psychiatrist to madness regressed.
I know no longer why I drove her mad
For I am but a dog, chomping at chains.
Yet so much pride when I saw her new-clad
A harlequin, her wide smile unrestrained.
This madhouse has enough room for us both
But a spoiled child is she, wanting still more.
And for her blind devotion, her I loathe
And she will pay, feel disappointment's sore.
For if shes fool enough to bleed for love
Who am I to deny my turtledove?
Oofuri Fanfic: An Izumi Story2BL warning. Don like et, go away.Oofuri Fanfic: An Izumi Story27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hee hee, is it yunmmy?"
"Mmm! It's delicious!"
He had decided to eat lunch with Sakaeguchi and Suyama today. For some reason he felt a bit ashamed to eat with his usual group. Of course he would never say so, but everything was gettting on his nerves.
Usually, Hamada would go find his sempai friends and eat lunch with them. But now that he'd discovered Izumi, Tajima, and Mihashi's spot he'd eat with them. Izumi just didn't like any of it. Hama-chan babied Mihashi and Mihashi was in awe of Hamada. Izumi could die.
But he hadn't counted that Sakaeguchi would make Suyama lunch.....or that he would be feeding him that lunch.
"Hee hee!" Sakaeguchi giggled as he brought the food to Suyama's mouth.
"Mmmm..." Suyama hummed making a devilish smile that made Sakaeguchi blush and made Izumi shiver.
So this is what gay guys do? Thought Izumi frowning as Suyama rubbed Sakaeguchi's thigh. Izumi's mind tran
AloneAlone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So many tears,
Hard to survive,
Out my eyes.
Want to die,
Feel so sad,
She smells like flowersThe young boy just wanted to hold her tightShe smells like flowers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As he felt her amber hair flutter about in the breeze
Looks scattered timidly, unrestrained heartbeats faded away
This young adventurer finally found the fragrance he'd die for.
Putrid seas of despair became Twilight's holdings
Here comes victorious Dawn, hammering her flowered flag into
The possessed boy's skull. This new Freedom he was blessed,
Kept running through his mind as if he has lived thousands of lives.
He craved her all night long, a fellow bottle in hand
Waiting made his night last longer than eternal Oblivion
Howling as a lost soul, until he smells her again,
The shy boy was reeked of youth's insouciance,
On his fresh field
let's gosusurrous, the whispers you formlet's go5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you become citrus and star
those lightyear sheep, fishing for
words that bob and slip
before they sink
we are, we are
you remind me
that we are, we are;
hawkish and sun-scorched,
diced and divided, pilgrims scurrying through
cement-swollen grocery stores with salmon-bone
shelves plying meat, boxed fruit and rectangle
cheeses and lines built to breathe all the same
but we are, we
are free, you
of cinder-sky puddles and deserts
where the very stones are pilgrims,
the hand raised to fend off lemon light
and so makes a web -
the rope burn in your eyes
does shine so -
so tomorrow, no,
Le ciel sous les cerisiers(English version below)Le ciel sous les cerisiers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
La rosée hivernale s'évapore ; un dernier papillon prend son envol.
Un baiser, un sourire, des caresses, marqués au fer rouge sur ma peau
Le chant des mésanges bleues résonne, hésite, puis s'éloigne.
Sa voix de velours fleurit les bourgeons gelés de mon coeur,
À travers la fenêtre de sa chambre douillette, je regrette
Ce monde que trop lointain auquel je n'appartiendrai bientôt plus.
Perdus dans cette montagne fleurie, impitoyablement belle
Sous les cerisiers d'hiver, les pétales chantent et tombent.
Ce ciel si clair, qui me sourit une dernière fois,
Le ciel de ses yeux.
The sky under cherry trees
Winter dew evaporates ; a last butterfly flies away.
A kiss, a smile, caresses, branded on my skin
Joker's Journal - 1She's nuts. I hate her.Joker's Journal - 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes.Never mind. Always. I was stupid to let a psychologist attach onto me. As if I didn't get enough pointless therapy in Arkham! I had to bring a doctor outside as my own personal advisor. Idiotic.
What is this? Its a journal. Me scribbling my "thoughts" on a paper. She's making me do it. She's watching me right now. I ask her what the hell to write, and she suggests writing my current actions. That's what I'm doing.
Now I'm out of things to write. But you know what's funny? I can't write that I'm staring at a blank piece of paper, because that would be lying. I can however, write "Fifteen minutes ago I was staring at a blank piece of paper."
I know how to annoy her.
I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am writing. I am wr
She says that doesn't count. Now I have to sit here for another hour. Nothing is stopping me from leaving. Her glares don't intimidate me.
Hell with this.
She made me write that
SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch3SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What's written in -...- means a person talking.
I should apologize that my stories has a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes, but that's just something I can't control So I APOLOGIZE about it
Please don't get angry about it..!
SasuHina. Encounter: Hidden Secret. Ch3.
The more Hinata thought about it, the scarier it got Why would Uchiha Sasuke bother her with things like these? Why would he want to make Hinata fall for him?
It was useless anyway as Hinata was more attracted to the nature of the person, not to the appearance. And Hinata was really well informed about the kind of guys Sasuke was She had to work with a lot of them.
-Hime, would you please hurry up? Her thoughts interrupted Kurenai. Hinata was already for fifteen minutes taking a rest and drinking coffee. She was standing on the balcony and looking at the nice view from tenth floor.
-Yes, I will be right there. Hinata answered and smiled. She ha
Defying FateI grasp Fate by his throat,Defying Fate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
scold him for walking uninvited into my home.
I empty the pockets
of his worn out coat
and the happiness of a city,
scatters across my kitchen's floor.
"Aren't you ashamed?
You steal our dreams,
our long awaited goals,
the hope, the memories,
the fleeting I love you's,
and a newborn's first yawn.
Give it back to the people!
That's not what they had planned at all!"
He's old and weary, yet he smiles,
words form in a soft tone,
a total contrast to my screaming voice.
"Oh, but I am a servant of Time,
I can't bring back what's lost,
some dreams are meant to be stolen,
they're too grand to come true."
He twitches when he sees my gun,
a little revolver I load and aim to my skull.
"My dreams are mine you can't steal them tonight,
I'm not a puppet in your parade,
I'll not be driven by your strings and galore,
It's my life and I choose to defy!"
It doesn't even hurt when my blood spatters to the floor.
Bourgeon d'amour(English version below)Bourgeon d'amour1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Solitude d'un nuage du ciel estival,
Tu vantais tes cheveux braisés aguicheurs
Incandescents, au gré du vent qui nous soufflait
Comme deux brins d'herbe sur cette colline,
Seule témoin du temps qui s'envolait pour ne jamais revenir.
Rosée gorgée d'un soleil seul souverain des lieux,
Du fond de tes yeux de charbon, la flamme du désir et mon reflet conquis ;
Et tu murmurais sur moi de tendres caresses de ta peau de jade
Qui se déposaient sur mon dos telles des feuilles d'olivier fauchées de bon gré -
Perdus là où le temps se consume hâtivement comme les échos de nos rires.
Sur cette peinture champêtre, à l'abri de ces cigales sifflantes et cinglantes
Nos ombres se mêlaient et nos corps s'assombrissaient,
Errant dans ce rêve éveillé à en devenir insomniaque ;
Lors de cet Été, des dahlias à nos couleurs ont fleuri.
Bud of lo
Wammys Go ShoppingWammys Go Shopping4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Hold, still!" "!" Mello chased Near around waveing a baseball bat. Matt cackled, hopeing that Near would trip. Two of the caretakers rushed outside. Mello threw the bat, which hit Near in the back of his head causing him to fall. Matt fell on his back, "BWAHAHA!!" One caretaker grabbed Matt then Mello by the back of their shirt collars, the other helped Near stand.
"Okay boys what happened?" Roger, the owner of the orphanage, asked. Matt was playing his Nintendo DSI, trying to stifle his laughter. Near was holding an ice pack on the back of his head.
"I was playing baseball, and I got a hit, so I was running then he TRIPPED ME WITH HIS STUPID CAR!!!" Mello yelled. "Remote-controlled car." "SHUT UP!!!" Matt giggled and Mello kicked him, in the leg, hard. "Ow!" Matt kicked him back, and it turned into a soccer match. "Boys! Boys! BOYS! L will be takeing you all shopping tomorrow." "L ALRIGHT!" Near shrugged quietly.
Ma vie est ailleurs(English version below)Ma vie est ailleurs2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cette vie injuste que je n'ai pas choisie
Jusqu'à quand durera-t-elle ?
Et mes pensées vagabondes et printanières
Iront-elles toujours vers toi ?
Lorsque les feuilles enneigées commenceront à dormir
Seras-tu toujours aussi radieuse ?
Loin de tes cheveux boisés et de ta peau de satin blanc
Sentirai-je toujours le parfum de tes sourires ?
Mon profond chagrin qui s'accroît au fil de mes années perdues
Les violettes de ton pays le connaîtront-elles ?
Cette lointaine rose qui ne cesse de me consumer
Quand vas-tu cesser de hanter mes rêves ?
My life is elsewhere
This unfair life I didn't choose
How long will it last?
And my wandering and springtime thoughts
Will they always go to you?
When the snow
LxMisa: Happy Ending."I could fall for you, you know "LxMisa: Happy Ending.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Misa held her red cheeks. Now that no one was here, and she could think clearly, the words wouldn't leave. Now she was blushing, and confused.
She loved Light, though. Her savior
"I can't eat sweets, I'll get fat!"
"You'll be fine." L said in his usual monotone, eying Light's sleeping form on the couch as he held out the cupcake. "It's good, just eat it."
Misa whimpered as she bit into the treat, before smiling. "It's good, Ryuuzaki! Oh, there's frosting all on my nose!"
As L watched her wipe it away, he couldn't help but feel that that was a terrible waste that was.
"Happy Valentines Day, Light! I love you!"
"Ah, thanks Misa "
L watched the scene. Again, he thought; What a waste.
L sat at the computer, typing as Light slept. This was the only time he got to be free from said blonde. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. He shuffled over, blinking when he saw Misa.
"Miss Amane " He mumbled, bringing his th
summershe speaks the languagesummer6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
beneath sherbet tents
and watermelon ice cream,
she is spinning stories
like cotton candy,
tasting words on her tongue
and handing them to children
on summer-roasted sidewalks.
our toes brush milk-stained tile,
multi-colored creamsicles painting
our sun-kissed hands,
as we waste pastel-colored napkins
on small fingers
LXXXIX - Kitsune ke 2LXXXIX - Kitsune ke 22 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
L X X X I X - Kitsune ke 2
Le poil du renard
Est un collier délicat.
Ô sein traquenard !