Little childI stand in a field, as a child,Little child2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A simple flower, i hold in my palm,
A symbol of how easily something can be crushed or blown away,
Nurture this beauty and sigh away my pains,
A lotus, the soul of my love,
I hold in my hand.
As i contemplated these thoughts,
A Angel made itself known, walking in, with no halo or holy father,
Suddenly i felt insecure and stupid,
A boy in love with a flower.
It approached me and took my hands in its palms gently,
An angel maybe but a woman i was sure,
She possessed soft hands like small pieces of stroking silk,
Encasing my hands so they formed like fists.
A panic, i fell into fear as i began to crush my love, my flower,
Anxiety and pain, my heart began to cry and so did i,
She smiled and opened my hands palm up to show me,
The flower was still there and as perfect as uncrushed.
I awoke from this dream, a man,
I realized the flower was my love and my hands the rest of the world,
The hands are unable to crush what i love,
Love is something more, something u
I am... I can get in your head without thinking.I am...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can make you cry without shedding a tear.
I will make you scream in horror, but I have no fear.
I can make you run without even moving.
I am the master while you are only the student.
I am the royalty on the throne while you bow down.
I am still deadly, without a heart.
I am the darkness that surrounds you, light.
I am lifeless, while you are lively.
I feed off of the anger and sorrow that escapes your grasp.
I am the one hiding in the night.
The shadows that follow you.
sucideI cut my wrist tonight,sucide8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to feel the pain.
I pressed the blade so deep,
the blood fell like rain
I watched it flowing fast,
down onto the floor.
My life started draining,
untill of me there was no more.
I awoke into darkness,
with pain inside my chest.
There sitting beside me
were those who failed the test.
What have I done for this!?
I cried out in shame.
whispering from beside me said
there was only me to blame.
now I am lost to the night,
of which I will never rise.
and whispers in my heart,
all the lost souls cries.
Clipped Wings Ch 1DisclaimerClipped Wings Ch 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Young Justice belongs to DC. I do not own Young Justice or any of the characters from the show and/or comic.
Series contains MalexMale, if such stories bother you, do not read further.
Robin watched his friends and fellow wards gather around the dining table, all in their full blown hero costumes. They were all preparing for the night rounds of servaying their respective cities. The team always tried to have a time to get together and enjoy each others company outside of work, and this dinner was one of many activities they did throughout the week. Not like they really needed more time together, they all spent every moment of their free time on Mount Justice in each others company anyway.
The Boy Wonder sat in his usual chair, staring at the food in the middle of the table. He wasn't hungry; lately he hadn't been. He was scaring Alfred with his abnormal lack of appetite. Bruce was less verbal with his uneasiness on the matter, more analytical of th
Because we fit togetherOur lives are short and our reasons for living are unknown. Yet the small time we are allocated we have the chance of something so great as love. To know it and to feel it, if we are lucky.Because we fit together4 years ago in Romance More Like This
We were in rows, our numbers unknown possibly infinite. Behind me countless of my siblings, in front countless more. Or so I thought. An indefinite amount of time passed and then I saw an opening in front of me. Through the opening there was a drop and at the bottom of this drop were more of my kind.
And that is where I saw her. She was long, slender and blue. I felt an immediate attraction to her that I had never felt before and could not explain. Perhaps it was because we seemed to be designed to fit together perfectly.
And then I fell. Slowly the distance between us shortened and my heart beat sped. A life with her flashed before my eyes and it was beautiful.
But fate was not to be so kind. I felt an invisible force pull me further away from her. As much as I tried I could not
Next Generation ChristiansNext Generation Christians,Next Generation Christians2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Believe in God, the son, the spirit,
Believe that Jesus is our savior,
They don't believe though,
That being gay is wrong and sinful,
They don't believe,
That it's right to hate transgenders,
We believe that we are all loved by God,
No matter who we are or who we love.
Outfits"Harley, leave me alone." Joker clenched his teeth as he growled at the dancing woman in front of his desk. She didn't seem to notice the seriousness in his animalistic but distracted warning. She held two shirts suspended in the air by hangers, glancing back and forth between them and biting her glossed lips in thought.Outfits3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"First, tell me which one you like better!" She squeaked, holding the shirts over her body one by one. She had her "pajamas" on; a cottony black button up shirt she sewed herself with red hearts all over it, paired up with matching sweat pants. Joker kept his focus on the long pencil in his hand, sketching routes through a complex blue-print of a building.
Once the sirens rang, these doors would be locked first, then these over here. This one would be easiest to break open but the elevator would be shut down, so... we'd have to take the stairs down a couple of floors or should we go up? Hmm... Maybe I should take a trip to the airport and steal a helic
What If?I have a question what if:What If?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A man in a box came?
An owl flew through the window?
Your name was the one drawn?
You heard the people sing?
A note book fell from the sky?
The fire nation attacked?
A Russian's scarf tried to kill you?
Hollows attacked your family?
You get decommissioned?
You had a paper with lipstick on it?
You got a new groove?
There was a chemical X?
Would you go on to be,
The hero of the story?
BelovedBeloved:Beloved2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
With a bright radiant smile
If only for me...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
YJ- chasing trainsArtemis always thought of train stations, especially the ones that were outdoor, to be a sort of heartbreak heaven. Which, considering the sort of situation that she was currently in, didn't seem to be that much of a stretch.YJ- chasing trains4 years ago in Romance More Like This
At train stations, or airports, or anywhere really where people were coming and going, there were always tears. Always. It didn't really matter if they were tears of joy, like the ones coming from a woman with a particularly flashy ring on her finger as she met her well dressed husband, or tears of sadness like the ones coming from the little girl with a bow in her hair and a teddy bear in her hand watching her mother walk into the train without a second glance.
There weren't any tears on her face, though, which was something that she was grateful for. If she had cried she never would have forgiven herself.
Adjusting the black strap from her bag so that it was situated more comfortably on her shoulder Artemis double checked her ticket so that she got on the
Sasuke Hinata fanfic pg 4Sasuke found Hinata sitting on a boulder, staring at a stream. He sat cross-legged on the ground next to her. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at her. What was she thinking? Shouldn't she be in a better mood now that she knew that Naruto wasn't dead? The thought faded in his mind as he listened to the water. It wasn't glistening, because the sun was behind heavy clouds, but it still sparkled in its own way. For once today, Sasuke felt really – if he could describe it – at peace. Even for a brief moment. The only sound to be heard was the running water. It was calming. Maybe this is why Hinata is quiet right now, He thought.Sasuke Hinata fanfic pg 49 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The silence between the two was broken by the girl's voice. "I was really about to leave him there." Sasuke didn't say anything. So Hinata continued. "If you hadn't felt that bit of life in him, I really would have left him there alone." She bowed her head down in shame. "I was a coward." She started to sniffle. "I…I couldn't protect Naruto-kun. I was weak." H
Day Five: SnowDay Five: ColdDay Five: Snow4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Artemis hated the cold. She hated the frigidness in her joints. The sting of the freezing wind against her cheeks. But most of all, she hated the memories. Memories of her father. Memories of when he would decide to test her endurance. To drain her of weakness. Make her a Shadow.
Snow days, for most seven-year-olds, were joyous occasions. For Artemis, they were anything but. Every winter she was glued to the weather forecast, praying that this year would be warmer. That the snow wouldn't stick. Sometimes she got her wish. Sometimes Mother Nature was kind.
But other times she wasn't. Other times the snow would fall, bringing all the beauty and splendor for the children with normal families, and tears to Artemis.
Her father would look outside and smile at her, and point her towards the closet. She would reach for the handle, open the door, and then grab the bag stashed th
Day Three: Robin's Girl AdviceDay Three: CrushDay Three: Robin's Girl Advice4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: Robin's Girl Advice
"YOU WENT TO KALDUR?!"
The speedster's voice echoed through the cave, causing Artemis to miss her target, Superboy to accidentally crush another trash can, Kaldur to blow up the microwave, and poor M'gann's souffle to drop. Robin, meanwhile, was sitting on his bed testing his own hacking skills. He heard Wally all the way from his room, but he wasn't really surprised. He was going to find out eventually.
Wally stomped through the doorway, letting the door slide shut behind him. Was it just him, or did the door just slam?
"There's a new invention, Wall-man. It's called knocking," he said dryly, never taking his eyes off of his glove computer. The young hacker was so close to breaking the last few firewalls of the JLA's main database, and he wasn't about to let his easily offended best friend prevent him from achieving his goal.
Wally ignored the joke, instead choosing to continu
YJ WALLART- Presents One-shotArtemis ran her fingers along the red shiny paper. She couldn't help smile, even though she didn't like Wally, she couldn't be the only one not getting him a present. His Birthday was coming up and the team was busy planning a surprise party.YJ WALLART- Presents One-shot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She smiled, she was sure he'd like her present. She could just picture his smile, stretching from his tanned, freckled cheeks. His eyes, green like emeralds, illuminated with joy.
Then she began to doubt her self, what if he didn't like it? What if everyone else had something better? What if megan got him something martian, how could she compare to that?
Artemis wrapped her present, carefully folding the paper she'd bought earlier. She saw the bright red paper and it immediately reminded her of the speedster, the way his costume left a blur of red and yellow behind him as he ran.
She finished wrapping the present and was just about to leave when she looked In the mirror. She didn't look very party-ish. She took the green hair piece out
Tips para ser mejor ArtistaTips para ser mejor Artista6 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Tips cómo ser un mejor artista
No, no he venido a decirte como ganar más experiencia en tus habilidades artísticas u obtener tu propio estilo. Vengo a hablar de cómo ser un mejor artista en tu mente, eso significa cuando se es un gran artista incluso mas allá del papel. Carácter y sabiduría
En lo que te conviertas al final es tu camino o responsabilidad, (la cosa es que depende de ti...)
Esta es mi opinión, no tienes porqué estar de acuerdo, espero que lo estés.
1.- Trata de tener un sentido de calidad y estética primero, trata de tener una ética de trabajo o disciplina
2.- La fama y popularidad no hacen a un buen artista y no es un indicador de crear "buen arte". Ignora Internet y a los besatraseros
3.- La arrogancia no es un método para mejorar tus habilidades artísticas
4.- La intolerancia a otros métodos artísticos te vuelven cerra
Hinata Moves in with Kiba 1Hey everyone!hope you like it!Hinata Moves in with Kiba 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Me:hi kiba,can you please start us off?
Kiba:sure,kibas-angel10 DOES NOT own me,hinata-chan,shino,akamaru or anyone else that gets mention in this story that's from the show naruto!
Me:thank you kiba
It was a normal day in Konoha,Sun shining,ninjas training.Kiba,akamaru,hinata and shino were at the training ground practicing their skills,Shino was looking for insects when he looked at kiba and saw he wasn't training.Shino saw that kiba was looking at something,he looked in the same direction and saw hinata.Out of curiosity shino walked up to kiba and said "Kiba,Are you ok?you aren't traning.."
"huh?oh shino...didn't see you there,i'm just taking a break..."kiba said as he was still looking at hinata..."Then why are you staring at hinata?"shino asked then kiba blushed a little and said nervously "i am not!i mean...something's just making me worry about hinata...i've no
TB: Twisted Souls ch1TB: Twisted Souls ch15 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 1: Angel of Death
Tonight was the big job, the one on Gotham PD's headquarters. It was a warm summer night, and darkness had long since fallen, the Gothamites fleeing indoors at the shadow of its black cloak.
A wise enough move for the mundane, she mused, still crouching on a rooftop some buildings away, bringing the binoculars up to her eyes again. Most of the lights were out by now, but there were still a couple that needed to shut off before she could do anything. She'd been there since five o'clock, but she'd wait as long as she needed. Jim Gordon had to leave his office and whoever the hell was in the storage room needed to get out of there. She brought the binoculars down in order to peek at her watch, and hissed with displeasure. 10:45 already? Damn, she knew the GPD had to be good in order to keep up with the crime in this city, but there was no way they were this good.
It had to b
Insert creative title here.sometimes I hate the ideaInsert creative title here.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rather eat the autumn
skies crushing cold air between my molars
and hiding shaky hands
between pages of dictionaries
and clickclickclicking sounds of typewriters
you asked me why I wrote poems
on the soles of my shoes
and I told you
it was because I wanted to
imprint myself on the earth
then I can create beauty
even if I am not
1directioner~Wally + Artemis~1directioner3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Artemis has known Wally long enough to accept his '80s dance sessions as the norm. Every once in a while, he'll just pop a CD in the stereo (because he's dropped and broken his iPod more times than he can count) and start jamming out to Joan Jett. Y'know, "Bad Reputation" and all that. He likes the idea of a moody, kickass female rockstar. In fact, Joan reminds him of Artemis.
Not that he would ever admit to that.
Artemis will typically walk into the living room somewhere between I don't give a damn about my bad reputation and you're living in the past it's a new generation. Usually, she'll clear her throat or just walk right behind him, taking the groceries to the kitchen before he blows a speaker. And he ALWAYS blows a speaker.
Wally figures his wife thinks he's crazy, shrugs his shoulders, and keeps dancing.
But once, just once, he comes home to discover something entirely unheard of. Artemis has popped a CD in the stereo, and it isn't any Joan Jett c
Sesshomaru and the... CH 25Sesshomaru and the... CH 256 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sesshomaru and the Forgiving Soul
Chapter 25: The Northern Lord and Last Minute Questions
Kagome walked the children into the dinning hall and they took off to their seats. Kagome glanced around and saw that everyone was present except for Sesshomaru and one other empty chair. Sango and Miroku were talking quietly between themselfs. InuYasha and Maya were also talking although from what Kagome could see it was more like arguing. Kouga was staring off into space and only smiled slightly at her as she entered. Jino was sitting in his seat glaring at her. Kagome could feel his eyes on her since she walked into the room.
She carefully walked over to her seat and tried to smile at everyone. Jino was still glaring at her and it made her uncomforatable. She knew that there was going to be problems with that demon before the ball was over. Kagome sat at her seat and waited patiently for Sesshoamaru to arrive. She didn't have to wait long.
Sesshomaru entered the room with a demon Kagome didn't
One Distraction~Wally + Artemis~One Distraction4 years ago in Romance More Like This
~Day Three: Crush~
Lights, bright and flashing. The ground was slick and the streets were gathering puddles from the pelting rain. It was a cold night, especially for July. Cold, freezing.
She had disobeyed direct orders. Taken up the files and headed on out to the street, even in this weather. A right smart detective, that girl was. Or perhaps she was a wannabe. Trying to prove something to herself.
A car honk. Shiver. God, it's cold.
Rain, streaking down her face, ruining her eye makeup. Turning her usual golden hair to a dark, soaking brown. Blue-grey eyes peering out across the city's downtown, pale hands clutching a stack of papers to her chest.
Wind. South. Towards the parking garage.
There. The man from the files, the one leaning against the bar with a cigarette hanging from his lower lip. Mugger. She'd get him this time.
The clack of boots on concrete, then metal. Rain coming down even harder, bouncing off of her skin. The swerve of tires
Gotham High - proposalGotham High - proposal4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We all go through incredible changes as teenagers: growth spurts, bad skin, a sudden insatiable need to uphold justice and avenge your murdered parents . Well, that is if you're Bruce Wayne.
As if being a freshman at Gotham High wasn't tough enough, Bruce's insomnia and technological fascinations are taking their toll. Instead of spending his time studying, he has begun to obsess over an emerging personality trait: Batman. But under the watchful eye of his guardian and steward, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce is forced to put his intelligence to good use: graduating high school. But given his classmates, can Bruce survive Gotham High?" Official blog entry made by Celeste Green and Jeffrey Thomas
A brief introduction
The start of their third year in high school. Bruce has finally returned to public school, due to his guardian's Alfred Pennyworth's insisting, after being home-schooled for eight years. He arrives to find it different from what he expected. The quarterback, Wayde, an