Guardian Angel ch.1Guardian Angel ch.17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ch.1 Sasuke Uchiha
I woke up sweating again. Why? Why does God have to punish
me like this? I am falling for a guy who doesn't exist!
Is this my body's natural way of telling me, I have no love
life? It's not fair, why do I have to suffer these absurd
nightmares?! Ugh! I need some serious help. There's no way
this guy is real. Of course not, it's just a dream. Just a
dream, I repeated to myself. This entire thing is stupid,
I'm stupid! There is no way a guy is interested in me! I'm
so...... ugh! No guy has ever taken a second look
at me, I'm just so plain. Well I never thought my pink hair
was consider "plain," but men certainly do! The only guy who
has ever thought my hair was the slightest bit intriguing,
was my one and only friend,
Naruto Uzumaki. Naruto and I have been best friends for six
years. I met him in sixth grade. Back then I had my hair
past my waist-it was my only redeeming quality. I was a
total girly girl back then. My favorite color was pink, and
the darkest color
To PockyDear Pocky...To Pocky2 years ago in Letters More Like This
How are you today? How is breakfast up there? I believe you've been served like a king with many pretty angels as your harem girls. I miss you a lot but I'm trying my best to stay strong here. Life goes on ... Morning comes and routine starts. As I mixed the usual porridge breakfast for the colony gang I started crying again. I remember how much you loved the porridge and how eager you dig it every time, always. Because of you, the other birds followed your step and they can easily have their daily supply of complete nutrients now. So thank you. I forget if I have said or not.
This time last year, you were still a little midget wearing sandals walking funny toward me as I called your name. Time did fly... I had thought of how we both would celebrate our second Christmas before and then thank God for another year with you. But it seems He had another plan for us... I just can't see it yet. But looking back at my life... He was always there preparing something beautiful
What is this thing called LoveWhat is this thing called Love?What is this thing called Love9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is this thing we call Love?
For such a small word it holds fathoms of meanings.
You can love a piece of music, a particular film,
A favourite chocolate bar, many love their beds!
Love is found everywhere in the world:
From the love of a god,
To the gentle caress of a lover's hand.
The heart- the centre of all life- is its symbol.
The part of us all that swells and breaks
At the whim of a feeling.
Many claim that love is the most powerful force on earth.
A war was fought because of Paris's love for Helen,
Romeo and Juliet died for each other-
Unable to love someone else.
Some of the world's greatest poets were inspired by it.
Austen penned some of the best known love stories,
Shakespeare wrote plays and sonnets dedicated to it.
It can make the heart soar with joy and ecstasy,
It can turn a sane mind mad, a body break with grief.
Love is a mysterious thing: it makes things seem clear as day,
Or can fog the truth and hide the meaning.
What is this thin
The Vow That Overcame DeathThe child stands in front of meThe Vow That Overcame Death5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And offers me his hand.
He gazes at me thoughtfully
With a smile sweet and sad.
His face is young but sorrowful,
Speaking of a war torn past.
Taking a steady, sighing breath,
He begins to speak at last.
He whispers of a solemn vow,
Of the girl he loved so well.
A maid he watches day and night
From the grave to which he fell.
He swore to never leave her side,
To return and to remain,
And even now she waits for him,
Knowing not her love's been slain.
The child makes me take an oath
To guard her where she stands.
With fire blazing in his eyes,
Not a child's but a man's.
Morning comes and, bearing the sun,
Shines upon my darkened home.
I marvel at my gentle charge,
At last, I'm not alone.
Investigative - Part TwoThe young man turned the collar of his jacket up against the cold damp of the night air and turned a dark corner. The majority of his attention focused on his surroundings, as only a fool would wander these streets after sunset without due vigilance.Investigative - Part Two5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The mob, with its elderly don, and street gangs, lead by a brutal blue-haired man not much older than Ishida himself, where constantly battling to lay claim to this particular turf. The cops were no better. If one somehow insulted the crooked chief detective, they had better start sleeping with one eye open. This sapphire eyed man steered clear of the whole lot of them as best he could. Pool-sharking in his spare time was one thing, but street politicking was something best left untouched in his book.
His thoughts where not on the inner workings of the dangerous world he's lived in for the better part of seven years, however. The confrontation in the bar had left a sour taste in his mouth, and a blade lodged deeply in his aching heart. He
Investigative - Part OneThe year doesn't matter, nor the place, he reflected as he stepped into the shadowy building from the rain.Investigative - Part One5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A seedy bar is still a seedy bar, regardless of when or where a man should stumble across one.
The flaming emerald of this particular man's irises starkly contradicted the cold experience with which he scanned this particular dive as the heavy door swung closed upon the rainy city night.
Three Sirens crooned their hearts out to a distracted audience from the stage at the rear. Slowly rotating lights brought voluptuous shadows to life in a sensual dance around the three women. Shrill arguing added a dissonant harmony to the smooth tones from both a pair of women at the bar and a girl at the table across the room.
The newcomer's cool gaze settled for a moment on the table.
His initial assumption about the fight from this corner had been incorrect. The blond girl hadn't been arguing with the brunette man opposite her at all only yelling about what a <
Gowadera x YabamotoGowadera x Yabamoto5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Gowadera x Yabamoto, sayd lurv storie
Teh sun wusnt shyning so et was a vuary sad dey. Yabamoto Tukekashi was smieling enywaysd cuz he hed his lurv Gowadera Hayoya hoo was sleeoiping en his lep. But sumting was boithering him.
"Hoyayo!!", Takushi hsakes Hatayo awayk.
"Wuht is et? I wus heving may breuatey rast!", Hoyoya whespared lawdly.
Tasheku wus smayling cos he thinked tath he wus bruasetifol aineywey.
"I wes jost thinkain we shud spaiz up our realautationchip."
Hotoya thinkt deir ralationonship wus alredey spaizey enav butt he egred too lizzen to his lurver.
"Der iz yust one proplam... I maight be preggars... fruwm a beisboll", seyd Tukushaki to Hotayo and Hioyota fround.
"YU WANT ME TOO DO AROTIC THINKS TO JOO EVAN THO YUR PREYGARS?!", yalled teh selvar heyred teen, cuz he found tihs inaproipiaet and vent hayking in teh parc.
The Face of DeathYou don't seem to realize how much this hurtsThe Face of Death5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What am I to you? How much am I worth?
Deep scars on my arm can only numb the pain
My mind tries to forget it, but my heart still screams your name
Searching so desperately, I need something more
From the unholy Gods, I've been given a paradox to cure
It's louder than thunder, and blacker than crows
Something better than love, but you will never know
It's whiter than December and quiet as a mouse
Something much worse than hate, for from Hell it was aroused
It consumes your dreams and takes over your mind
It's a new revolution to raise the fallen man-kind
Emerging from the darkness, leaving ashes in the snow
I'll do it because I love you, but you will never know
Repenting and praying, my end is now nigh
One last look at the past, my aching heart, it cries
No time for second guesses, too late for considering twice
I wait for it to come, in the comforting shadows of night
You try to apologize, but now it's tapping on the glass
My time has come
DeletionOver the course of many years,Deletion5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have hit the 'Delete' key without hesitation.
I never really thought about the icons and files I removed.
Year after year,
Hit without thought,
And now, for the first time
I am thinking about what happens
To the files
The reason is simple,
I am looking at a crying face;
An image I did long ago
Of a crying child.
Can I do it?
Will I have the strength to ignore the tears and press...
Star BornOn the day when the Great Mother had set the last petal on the very last flower and taught the final bird to sing she sent for Chameleon. Chameleon walked with great care along a branch of the Great Mothers throne-tree and waited. She turned to Chameleon and fixed him with eyes that contained the beginning and the end in their liquid depths. Thank you for coming, my friend. I have a favour to ask of you. Chameleon blushed with all the shades of a summer sunset and bowed down before her. The Great Mother reached into the folds of her robe and pulled out a beautiful glittering star. This star contains the seeds of my most precious creation. I would like you to care for it until I need it. Again Chameleon bowed and very carefully took up the star in his curled tail. Its brightness touched his scales and lit them in all the colours of the universe. Thank you good friend Chameleon. The Great Mother smiled once more and closed her eyes to rest.Star Born6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sacramento Cheerio MassacreThe cheerios sat somberly in darkness surrounded by cardboard walls; their prison an impenetrable, recyclable fortress. They only lie awake, for they can not sleep. They remain silenced, for they have neither mouths, nor lips, nor tongues to speak with. All they can do is wait.Sacramento Cheerio Massacre7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
But for what? A skyline they have never seen? An ocean's swelling tide? How can they miss what they have yet to experience? These desolate questions stay unanswered. All they can wait for is for their shelf-life to expire and the cruel fate of becoming stale.
A sudden stirring of their penitentiary startled the small 'O's, forcing out thoughts of hopelessness and despair, being replaced by anxiety and fear. A horrible shake rattled them all about, separating husbands from wives, children from their mothers, and so on. Attempted screams from the molded grain remained unheard. Then, a bright light appeared above them, only to be blocked by a shadowed shape.
The shape pulled back, yet they were still ter
Your Addicted To Arcanists...Your addicted to ArcanistsYour Addicted To Arcanists...7 years ago in Humor More Like This
You know your addicted to Arcanists when...(in real situations):
*You bet all your saved up money to that you can accurately throw a ball at a target from 50 miles away, believing you have arcane arrow.
*If you are in the army and in a battle you refuse to hide in the bunker fearing that the enemy will "fissure" you.
*If you get a slimy halloween skull thrown at you you freak out because you think it's drain bolt.
*If you go out on the street and hope that you will get the first round.
*You are afraid to stand on a cliff bevcause you fear someone will "flash" you.
*You dare to jump off a higher distance because you think yo uwon't be hurt(in Arcanists you are not).
*If you don't dare go near an orange christmas lamp because you think it's napalm.
*If a crazy psycho is running towards you you jump into a fort made out of red lego blocks hoping it to be a Darkness Den.
*If you stand up against an armed man thinking that "you will own him in your round nayway".
the four elements of teaA long, long time ago, when magic still existed in the world.the four elements of tea9 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
There lived 4 students and their master.
Each four of these students were masters of a different element. One was a master of earth, so strong and powerful, he could make mountains quake as he walked. Another was a mistress of water, beautiful but cold enough to make even a man's blood freeze in his veins. Yet another was a master of fire, so hot headed and filled with a fiery temper, he could make even the air itself burn from the heat. Lastly, there was a mistress of the winds, so elusive and wild; she could blow a needle into iron with the force of her winds.
But even though each student was a master of their own element, their master was master of all four. Able to conjure the elements all and defeat his enemies without even working a sweat, he was the most powerful and deadly of all.
However, his students were not content to be equal. They constantly fought to see who was the strongest and bravest and deadliest element
100 theme challenge 57. I'M IN.57. I'm in!100 theme challenge 57. I'M IN.3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He loved his job.
Not many loved him, but he didn't care. That was part of the wonderful thing about his job.
The more people hated him, the better his motivation to write was!
Plus, even those who hated him couldn't escape the fact that he was good at what he did, very good!
And this new assignment would be the cherry on the top of his career.
Jones was a journalist, a good one.
His stories were always gripping and his way of writing got people biting the nails, made people love or hate who he wanted and made his boss very happy.
It also made his co-workers very jealous.
So they always tried to give him lousy assignments and lame stories.
He turned them all to gold.
This one wouldn't be different.
They mocked him when he took the job, trying to find out what the newest thing at Aperture was, since Aperture was yesterday's news.
Black Mesa was where the good news came from, they made the headlines.
Aperture was floating somewhere between the coupons and the funny pages.
100 theme challenge 56. LUCKY 13.56. LUCKY 13.100 theme challenge 56. LUCKY 13.3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The figure sat motionless in the shadow of a panel that was keeping a big red button off the floor.
The cameras in the room were disabled and not a small number of lights were smashed too.
GLaDOS had a mix between admiration and hatred for the test subject for doing this every time.
It was a costly thing of course, but it made things also a bit more exiting for herself and she loved a challenge as much as every maniac-homicidal robot did.
However, the fact the test subject wasn't moving troubled her.
Not in a caring worrying way, she was afraid it would stall the testing and she hated that.
"Come on now, this is no time for resting, this test isn't going to solve it selves you know." GLaDOS said in a way that she believed was kind of friendly.
A cold metallic sigh escaped GLaDOS.
There was no need for a robot like herself to sigh, but it was something she liked to do because it expressed her impatience with the intolerant behaviour of the humans so well.
Months WastedJust a few months backMonths Wasted3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I first met you
You seemed to be all I wanted
Just what I was looking for
I thought about you day and night
Told all of my friends
When I finally got to see you again
I was so happy
I got to see you again
Little did I know
How much you never wanted me
Never even in the first place
Love HurtsI'm shaking, so nervousLove Hurts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sure that you'll notice
I can barely keep my legs from buckling
But somehow I manage
And I almost miss you standing there
Waiting for me, completely aware
I feel like I've run thousands of miles
And I can't breathe
I can't hear
I can't see
Anything but you
And you're staring
But you don't know
What's going through my mind
And If you do I can't read the signs
Seconds turn to hours
Momentum carries me forward
But I feel like I'm being dragged
Through air as thick as molasses
I'm barely moving
My heart is pounding
So loud that I know you can hear it
But I can't stop now
I've been running so long just to get to you
But when it counts
I just can't get close enough
When time catches up everything I had planned
Crumbles into a jumbled mess of emotions
And yet you keep your eyes locked on mine
I can feel you close
But ubiquity stands between us
I can't read your thoughts
And its tearing me apart
I love you and now I've let you know
I've given you
NaruxHina: The Renewal Part 2By the time the celebration began, Tsunade was already stoned. With good reason. She'd sent five genin after Uchiha Sasuke. Of those five boys, only Naruto and Shikamaru would make an immediate recovery within the week. Of those five, two would live. The remaining threeNaruxHina: The Renewal Part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hyuuga Nejji clung tenaciously to life, but Choji Akimichi and Kiba Inuzuka were hanging by threads. If they did pull through -and she wasn't entirely sure they could- then both boys would need weeks, if not months of rigorous physical and mental therapy to recover from the trauma of their brush with death.
What's more, she was more concerned for the two that hadn't been badly injured. Naruto hadn't said a word since his return, and Shikamaru wasn't talking much, either. Tsunade wanted to chalk their depression up as nothing more than post-mission jitters. This had been a doomed mission from the start, and those two had turned it around and made it into a brilliant success. They were heroes, the both of them, and the en
100 theme Challenge 54. HOT54. HOT.100 theme Challenge 54. HOT3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Aperture was a strange place to wander through.
Everybody who ever worked there had done it: take a day off, come to Aperture anyway and just wander through the building aimlessly to watch all the wonders and surprises.
A few didn't come back to work the next day.
Cave always made it an effort to know when someone took a 'tour day' and called that person at home if he or she didn't surface within the next day.
Most of the time they were found a day later, having themselves locked up somewhere or just lost, running through abandoned wings or stuck in forgotten test chambers.
Only a very few were never found.
But most of the workers just had a ball and it usually made them even more enthusiastic about working in Aperture.
It was a totally different story though if you weren't supposed to be there, if Aperture had been abandoned for numerous years and you had an annoying talking potato with you that just wouldn't shut up.
Yes, life was great for Chell.
Except it was not.
Unexpected Actions - A Medic FicUnexpected Actions - A Medic FicUnexpected Actions - A Medic Fic4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By The Inimitable Enigma Cypher
(A/N: This is NOT a slash fic. Please do not try to assume that it is.)
He didn't know what to make of this.
Sure, he had been in many a battle. He had been involved in this particular conflict for several years. He never felt anything at the deaths of his enemies on the other side. He had even killed many of them himself, despite it not particularly being in the job description. Usually Klaus, in his role as a Medic, was immune to the horrors of this conflict. He had seen worse. He had done worse.
Despite all this, he couldn't help but stare at this sight; the sight of his opposite number lying there before him, facedown, medigun cast to one side, obviously mortally wounded. Several feet away, there laid the Soldier he appeared to have been healing, shot to pieces. Whomever the two were going against, their assailant had obviously gotten the upper hand. After all, none of his teammat