Forever" And all I want is to watch the world fall apart with you," she whispered.Forever3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stared out into the darkness. Her body was warm on his shoulder. Her breathing, smooth and calm in his ear.
The sky was enormous. Stars shimmered like shards of broken glass. The two of them sat together in the charcoal sky, with that bull-dozed horizon and those freshly cut trees. In the frosty moonlight, the stumps looked like barrels of a thousand silver pistols. Clouds drifted from his lips.
"Maybe you already have," he sighed, his eyes were dull and cold, "Nothing lasts forever."
He lifted a cigarette to his lips and the smoke he exhaled choked the air and climbed into the sky. She watched it go. Wondered if souls looked like smoke.
The glass sky began to melt. She felt heavier. There was buzzing in her ears.
The smoke fell back to earth. It sunk into the gro
to the sleeplessyou sing theto the sleepless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to sleep at night
(and i'll cradle the
comets' tails in my arms,)
etched on my fingertips (you've
got moon craters in the
hollows of your eyes)
so come on, write me a song,
'cause i'm still waiting on my lullaby.
A Jeff the Killer poem :)I fell asleep so fast that night,A Jeff the Killer poem :)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Unaware about the horrifying sight,
He was in my room, watching me,
No more eyelids,
He always wanted to see,
That face he called beautiful,
Not even a mother could love,
I was in panic with the figure above,
The creepy smile of his,
I'm shaking coz of this,
He puts his hand on my bed,
And leans over to pat my head,
I see the knife he had in hand,
Waiting for what he thought wasn't bad,
I fear the worst and start to cry,
Wanting the pain to just fly by,
I start to see him shift a bit,
When he opend the window it kept the room lit,
He started talking and what he said,
Made me curl up in a ball on my bed,
He said "Hush my dear, don't you cry"
"You won't feel the pain when you die"
"Why do you think i'm such a creep?"
"I only want you to GO TO SLEEP"
Ghostsshe had no ideaGhosts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what lay before her
a field of tombstones and
oh darling this is just the
graveyard of all the
women before you
the place where i bury
the little pieces of
shattered flutters and
a place where i can
come and reflect
and mess ups
and watch the
and hopefully never
make the same
Oda do PapieruPusta kartka.Oda do Papieru4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Patrzysz na tę kartkę, która leży na Twoim biurku. Zwykły kawałek papieru. Prawdopodobnie z specjalnego bloku rysunkowego dla artysty, lub z brystolu.
A może po prostu to papier używany do kserowania?
Nie ma koloru czystej bieli. Nie pada na Ciebie blask świeżego śniegu czy ekranu komputera z białym tłem.
Widzisz po prostu papier. Pełen nierówności, lekko żółty. Choć może to od żarówki.
Ale jeśli weźmiesz na dwór, w piękny słoneczny dzień, oślepia Cię nieskazitelnością. Nie masz nawet siły zerknąć na ten boski materiał. Lecz jeśli trafisz na pochmurne, smutne niebo, pochłonie Cię ponura szarość papieru. Gdy powędrujesz na łąkę, czy do lasu, zapewne wyda Ci się, że kartka śmieje się zielenią. A jeśli postanowisz naszk
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;Dreams of reality1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
Isana YashiroThe first time I met you,Isana Yashiro2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought you were evil, cunning, undeserving of a King's title.
As time passed,
I found you as a risk-taking, unselfish, and foolish.
A king without an ounce of decency.
We followed you through thick and thin,
tricking, beating, the Blues and Reds,
all to clear your name.
On that snowy day you ordered me,
I had thought, but then,
The Immortal King will fall today.
In the ruins,
We found a piece of your memories,
no our memories,
We'll find you,
Dance for Me?Entrancing.Dance for Me?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That was the one word Rue picked out that described Mint's movements best.
Every cheeky grin and smile she gave him caused his heart to race. The waves of her fiery hair swayed in time to her dance. He wanted to run his fingers through those smooth, silky strands. He inhaled the faint aroma of her perfume that seemed to linger on her smooth neck.
The scent of cinnamon and... roses.
Her eyes resembled the color of red wine, like two burgundy puddles that had the ability to pull him in from one look. Those slight, soft curves filled out the satin nightie that hugged her petite figure, the blue-purple fabric bringing out the glowing complexion of her creamy tanned skin.
Rue could not stop staring as he watched the woman he loved sway her hips side to side in a slow beat. She was in the kitchen across the hallway, leaning over their wooden dining table and flicking through a random magazine for chic young mothers.
"Mint?" He managed to utter, as his mind tried to process what w
Kenichi's ProfileKenichi's Profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Literature / Characters & Settings / Sci-Fi & Fantasy / Profiles
Name: Kenichi Kurosaki
Nickname(s): Ken, Kenny, Fire Fox.
Sexual Preference: Straight
Species: Substitute Shinigami/Hollow/Human
Race: 1/2 Shinigami (Mother), 1/2 Japanese (Father).
Family: (Mother) Rukia Kuchiki , (Father) Ichigo Kurosaki.
Birthday: 6 of November
Status in Soul Society: Captain of squad 5
-Height- 6"05 foot
-Weight- 156 pounds
-Eyes- a bright violet (turn red when in Bankai)
Kenichi's hair is jet black and has a rather messy look to it as if he just woke up. It is still spiky given its rather long length. His eyes are a bright violet. He is quite tall for his age, ranging around six foot five inches and always seems to have a certain rigidness to his walk as if ready for battle at any moment. When Kenichi rarely smiles it is a rather nice sight to see, but exactly the opposite when he has his mouth in a straight line and eyes set to glare, one that could fr
Annabell's poem :) (My creepypasta OC)If you find the book,Annabell's poem :) (My creepypasta OC)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Just leave it be,
Coz a demon is what you'll see,
Skin as white as un-touched snow,
Her hair, blood red with a strange glow,
The old blue dress she always wears,
Ripped up and stained with year old tears,
She'll always watch and when you see,
If you'r lucky she just might leave,
Look away and that is when,
She comes back to take you'r head,
A mouth full of teeth as sharp as knives,
She has and AX and is ready to fight,
If you rest at night you'll see,
She will watch you when you sleep,
You feel strong pity for the girl,
For she no longer lives in this world,
Her eyes always seem to look so sad,
And you know she has had it bad,
If you try to speak to her,
She gets closer making you want to hurl,
Bringing her AX up high to you'r face,
She'll take you away from this unwanted place,
YOU READ HER BOOK so that is why,
All she wants is to make you cry!
EmbersHer hair was orangeEmbers3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and glowed in the fire
turning black and ash
not a single moment later
the scissors were cold
The embers were
glowing just the same
hungry for her tresses
the royal red burned
yet no burn was left
Her hair was short
uneven with amber roots
outgrowing the dye
showing her natural shade
mom and dad took the scissors away
Orange locks tickle her neck
fire cannot fight fire
mom and dad breathe easier
she does not touch the scissors
though she always looks
She is eighteen
leaving home is a blessing
her hair bundled in a hat
she does not like to see it
the brightness keeps her up at night
The hairdresser mourns her hair
more than she ever does
as it falls limply to the ground
the locks have lost their hue
she smiles as they fall
It is easier to tell people she is happy
now her hair is gone
orange roots don't show on a shaved head
she stands proudly now
she doesn't keep scis
Soul and Life (Soul Eater Fic)She was running through the forest as fast as she could run. It was dark and trees where the only thing that she could make out at this point as she was running for her life through this god forsaken forest. Her brown hair blew behind her as she ran and her green eyes fixated on her path in front of her.Soul and Life (Soul Eater Fic)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She wouldn’t have thought she would be trying to save her own life a day a go but when these ugly creatures feasted on her family right in front of her she now knows that anything could happen as this point. Why did these creatures wanted to eat her? Why did they attack her family? Who or what are they? She didn’t want to ask them that question at the moment, she was trying to get away from them to save her own life.
Faster she ran weaving in and out of the trees trying to find a place that she could loose these monstrosities of creatures that had the right to attack everyone she loved. They where gaining up on her and this is when all her life would come to an end, she was
Mr. Kirkland's Comical Dream"Bloody Hell." England swiped at the sweat on his head as he continued to work in his hatshop. He'd just spilled more mercury when he couldn't get his hand to stop shaking. He had to wonder what was happening to him.Mr. Kirkland's Comical Dream4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jacaranda blooming at a social where we all drank
Where can we go from here? Happily sing a sad song
Jack was smirking and said, "Put aside your heretical feelings"
Give me all your chocolate, cry a song of humble birth
A scarecrow came by here, being smothered while he swayed
He's never had it, but he hates pumpkin pie
Arthur looked around, hearing things, seeing things that weren't there before. His shop began to disappear around him, and he found himself in a wonderland of sorts, the earth illuminated by the bright orange moon. It looked like a graveyard, minus the graves. There were other still creatures here, scarecrows, the very crows they failed to scare, even a man with a pumpkin as a head.
Hey, la lu la lu la do you want to dance with me?
After all, t
For the Love of Stella [Audio Edition]For the Love of Stella [Audio Edition]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
FOR THE LOVE OF STELLA: The Audio Edition
Click here to visit the blog and download the file
~ Adapted from a fan-fiction by Faith Kelter, based upon characters appearing in the Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji series by Yana Toboso.
~ RATING: T (language, some mild content)
~ RUN TIME: 1hr, 44mins
READ the story
Chapter 1 on dA
ARTWORK by Simply-Psycho
(In order of appearance)
GRELL SUTCLIFF ... Curt Rose
STELLA ... Samantha Ylagan & "Miles Sebastian"
RONALD KNOX ... Vick Valentine
ALAN HUMPHRIES ... Sukisho
ERIC SLINGBY ... Jason Marnocha
QUENTIN HOWSHAM ... Steven C. Phillips
WILLIAM T. SPEARS ... Dylan Spencer
PIERCE ... Erik Copper
KAT ... Pam Larson
LUCI ... Rina Adachi
Gataki mouGataki mou3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was always sunny where he was. An occasional cloud would pass over the sun, but sandy winds would quickly protest and sent it away. The heat was nearly unbearable, even for those who had been born and raised in the forsaken desert.
Heracles knew what the people in the caravan thought of him. As a Greek boy, sold into Egypt along with his brother, they thought him of less worth. As a slave, they thought him a strange contradiction. He was often found sleeping and lazing about, but he never left a job undone. His broad shoulders carried dense muscles that held the capability to lift an ox right off of the sandy ground.
It was no mystery, the man was strange. But needed much y the large caravan. His exemplary way with the animals and strong back made him valuable. The same couldn't be said as much... for his older brother.
"Oi! There you are!" Sadiq's gruff and annoyed voice sounded in the Greek slaves' ear. Heracle's sleepy green eyes looked up to meet his brother's. "Playing with the
Bleach OC Sheet: Zelena AngelisBleach OC Sheet: Zelena Angelis3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: Zelena Angelis
Nick-Name: Zel, The Bloody Devil, Demon Queen, Mistress of the Weather.
Age: Unknown, but she appears to be 25.
Rank: New Espada Lord(Lady)
Location of Sinners Mark: On the top part of her left breast, the mark is shaped like an inverted pentagram.
Appearance: She stands at 5'10" and weighs 154lbs with a slender build and medium frame; a toned and slim appearance. Her hair is long, stopping at her middle back and jet black in color, her hair is naturally curly; she keeps it tied up in a high pony tail. Her skin is paper white in color, sickeningly pale complexion yet she's perfectly healthy. Her eye color is blood red, sometimes they can seem brighter depending on the lighting she's in. Her cup size is D. The fragments of her hollow mask used to be a fanged mask which covered the entire left side of her face save for her eye and stuck out of the side of her head as a set of small white horns and succubus wings, now after going through
SleeplessSleepless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Witless and hollow you sit there
Awaiting sun and moon.
For you are surrounded by ambiguous drabness
Awaiting sun and moon.
Ropy the time is here,
Yet you have never enough.
Dreariness gravitates towards the tide,
Thus you can just sit there
awaiting sun and moon
Eclipse Of The Heart pt.7Eclipse Of The HeartEclipse Of The Heart pt.73 years ago in Humor More Like This
Part Seven: Dangle It Like Bait
"Are you sure this is going to work? I mean... do you even have this kind of authority?" Ichigo asked timidly as he watched Rukia get situated in her big comfy chair, "I don't, but our Vice Chairwoman does and she's ordered it," she replied, Ichigo sighed and stood loyally at her side like a bodyguard... or a guard dog... or just a regular dog.. something that never left one's side and bit people.... it was Rukia's idea to call a fake emergency women's association meeting discussing the recently uncovered photos of a very naked Ichigo Kurosaki (who wished she had kept his name out of this) in order to lure Nemu out of Squad Twelve, it was a well placed trap but Ichigo was nervous that things would go awry, as soon as Nemu stepped into the room he launched himself at the door and locked it, standing in front of it, "....What is going on here?" asked the monotoned Squad Twelve leuitenit, "We know that Squad Twelve is responsable for th
It tastes like love.I could speak of her in riddles,It tastes like love.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in aged, anatomy textbook terminology-
but, I wont.
You see, I cuffed this angel to my bedpost.
I sank my teeth into feathers she wore like a cage
and asked if I was dreaming, because Love,
you're not holding me. If you only knew the you in my head,
every night--tearing with these heavenly fingers
at the cracks in my sanity- you would allow me this!
Her tongue tastes my tears; nails clawing, clawing, clawing-
she takes away my pain,
but she doesn't belong to me either.
"We are but wolves.
Tell me, what does my blood taste like?"
Love You To DeathThe dust cleared in the smokey abyss and tiny droplets of black liquid stained the stone floor. They knew the fighting was over and the war had ended. Their enemies had already left the scene to aid their own fatal wounds. Blood dotted the young man's lips as he lay on the earth's floor in silance, straining his ears so he could listen for his partner's voice within the silence...Love You To Death5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was nothing. He called out her name, his heart pounding a tattoo inside his chest as he feared the worst for her. She could be badly wounded, unconscious or possibly dead... No, he mustn't think like that. She was a strong fighter and he knew her pride wouldn't go down that easily.
Within the darkness a feminine voice croaked and he could see a slender figure emerge from the broken rubble a few metres away from him. Like him, her clothes had been torn in places from her powerful blast of magic which came into play only moments before, and she was covered in trickles of red where cuts appeared across her
Sadistic Vampire, chapter 14Sadistic Vampire, chapter 142 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rin x Len fanfiction
After a short run, Len finally reached the graveyard.
"RINNNNNN..." he screamed, but there was no answer.
The graveyard was so silent, you could even hear cricket and owls noises. Len didn't liked it at all. He started to walk verry slowly and tryed to pic a Rin's scent. But she was to far to reach and he began to though that she may be dead.
"No... She can't... I promise... I'd save her..." Len said silently." SHE IS NoT GOING TO DIE ON MY WATCH!" He screamed and started to run.
Len was on fire. He didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to see Rin save and alive.
Finally after few minutes, Len picked Rin's scent and fallowed. With a smile on his face, he tryed to run even faster than before.
"RINNN..." He screamed again.
"...Wh-who's there?" Len heard a fimiliar, scared voice.
"R-Rin? It's her, right?" Len stopped running and asked himself.
"I-I'm warning y-you, I have a k-knife." It really is Rin's voice.
"Wh-what should I do?
A Skeleton sits aloneHave you ever heard a skeleton weep?A Skeleton sits alone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seen its bones rattle and sink.
Shaking softly with each cry,
the skeleton's bones begin to die.
And for those who disbelieve this story,
I'll give to you a fair chance,
to watch the skeletons dance
and maybe you too can see.
That even though they are undead,
they too have a heart to feel,
though it may not sit inside their chest,
it beats a rhythm still.
No longer are they made of flesh,
but only stark white bone.
Yet a soul slumbers deep inside,
waiting to break out upon,
this world so dark and deep,
that only skeletons can't creep,
along the cracks that stretch far and wide,
visible to every eye.
So why not find another,
whose soul is alike the other,
and together they can dance,
in a merry sort of way.
But now you see it all alone,
no dancing to be found,
silently crying it's goodbye,
sadly waiting to die.
A swimming lesson (ScotlandXLifeguard!Reader)Your eyes closed whilst you rested from your job for a bit. Sighing, you wiped the little pearls of sweat from your forehead.A swimming lesson (ScotlandXLifeguard!Reader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your eyes snapped open the moment you heard some continuous splashing and you immediately jumped out of your seat and scanned the pool. You saw the origin of the splashing and your arched back soared through the air, slicing the water with your outstretched hands. You swam to the man and broke the surface holding him. You pulled him out of the pool and looked at him.
His auburn hair stuck to his forehead, but he wasn't breathing! You inhaled and breathed out in his mouth, pressing your mouth against his. He spluttered and opened his eyes eventually. You let out a breath in relief and smiled at him. "You okay?" He grumbled and scratched his head, wiping the hair out of his eyes.
"Aye, thanks to ye lass." You blinked, you weren't expecting that cute Scottish accent. He grinned at you and touched his lips. "So, is this your way of coming on to me?" He asked raisin
To My Tiny PrincessTen little fingersTo My Tiny Princess2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Ten little toes
One smiley mouth
One tiny nose
Two legs and feet
One head of hair
Two wide eyes
And two hands in the air
One messy diaper
Neatly disposed in a bin
Oh? I see a trail of wet footprints...
Time for daddy to chase baby again!