He Loves Me - He Loves Me NotShe thinks she loves himHe Loves Me - He Loves Me Not4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's too young to love though
He tells her to get naked
He feels differently than her
For him she reveals herself completely
For him she'd do anything
For her he only drops his pants
For her alone this is special
Sex.love?Sex.6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
feel the need.
lose your self in ecstacy.
feel the loss.
lose your self at every cost.
go on, harder.
make me feel like i'm on fire.
against my skin.
your body all over me.
can we play all night?
Egyptian Names 1:AAa Great, ChiefEgyptian Names 1:A7 years ago in Historical More Like This
Abayomi Brings Joy
Abju Hill of the Symbol
silent sorrow...I can't stand it anymoresilent sorrow...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So would you please stop hurting my soul?
It's hurtful to look at you in the eye it hurts me to my core!
If only you know
What behind this fake smile I'm hiding
What my silent tears are holding
What my silent whispers are telling
And what hurts the most
That you don't even know
How far behind you let me go
How many nights I cried
How my fears, I had to fight
And now it's the time for me to forget
It's the time for me to forgive
I have to stop my wounds from crying
I have to save my heart from dying
And just drown in tears
In my fears .
Female Egyptian Names 1:AAFemale Egyptian Names 1:A7 years ago in Historical More Like This
Aat Great one
Aatsenut Eldest sister
Afrikaisi From the Egyptian Hills
Elven BladesAeglos/Aiglos Snow Point, IcicleElven Blades7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Anduril Flame of the West
Aranruth Kings Ire
Anglachel Iron of Flame
Angrist Iron Cleaver
Anguirel Iron of Heat
Glamdring Foe Hammer
Gurthang Iron of Death
Hadhafang Throng Cleaver
Narsil Light of Sun, Light of Moon
Faded ScarsFaded Scars.Faded Scars3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Papà, how did you get that scar on your back?"
Ten words. One question. Once sentence coming out of the girl's mouth, in an innocent way that only a young child is capable of. The question is simple enough as well, yet it is enough to make Fiora freeze in dread. She turns her head, her hands tightening around the book she was reading as she stares in the direction from which the sound came.
The source of her current uneasiness comes in the form of her young daughter, curiously watching her father's back as he slips out of his Assassin gear while she holds her little brother by the hand. He too stops what he's doing to look at his little girl and it's hard for the former Courtesan to overlook the fact just how much they two of them look alike.
It's once again that she notes just how time seems to fly. Febe is six years old now, growing quicker and stronger with each day passing and her brother Mattia, slightly more than a year younger, is not far be
Female Arabic NamesAFemale Arabic Names6 years ago in Historical More Like This
Abla' Perfect form
Ablah Perfect form
Afaf Chaste, Virtuous
Demons are Smarter Than YouThe mist obediently hovers within the binding circle, coming once more and tamely to my call. How raucous it was when first I summoned it! How loudly it roared its name to the ceiling—how silent were the heavens that night. But now it is silent when it arrives, as silent as the heavens when I call, for I have bade it so. With it comes the sulfurous reek of its home and its own pets—a pair of tiny bat-winged imps no larger than my hand—and a deepening of the shadows in my basement conjury.Demons are Smarter Than You3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The fool has cast his spells of summoning again, and never were more clichéd words uttered than in this room. He thinks I am silent because he ordered me to be; I am silent because I know that were I to speak, I would reveal the true depth of his idiocy. And that simply would not do. Not now that I've invested so much time into making this little room homely. My "little" pets—if the stupid scholar knew their true shapes, he would die of fright—are
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 43Everlasting Snow: Chapter 433 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your hand meets cold, satiny skin.
The two of you are frozen there for a few seconds, you with your hand still in midair, Pitch with his face turned to the side. Your expressions are the same—sheer shock. He never it saw it coming. You never thought you had it in you. It just kind of happened. As if out of instinct, from the depths of your brain, an out-of-the-blue reaction to a sudden wave of anger. You immediately regret it.
You just slapped Pitch Black clear across the face.
An extremely powerful, dark being who towers over you.
Knowing that you have to go with it, you stretch out the same hand, your tingling palm upwards and towards the staff.
“Give it here, Pitch,” you shakily command the Nightmare king.
He snaps out of it, rubbing where you hit him with his spare hand. “More of a fighter than the last I saw you, but I'll forgive that for now,” he mumbles under his breath as his cold eyes lock on yours. He then speaks directly to you. “I kind of
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 44Everlasting Snow: Chapter 443 years ago in Romance More Like This
You finally figure out why he really gives you the creeps.
No, it isn’t because of his height. Nothing about his outer physical appearance, really.
Nor is it his immense power.
Or the memories of your childhood and the fears he rekindles.
No…it’s because, even though you know he’s standing right behind you, he gives off no presence, like most living things do.
It’s as if you’re standing with your back to a giant void.
It sends that sixth-sense chill down your spine.
And that scares you.
Nevertheless, you don’t try to fight or break away. You need to hear what he has to say, to listen closely to what needs to be done to help Jack.
“What do I have to do?” you ask, trying to steady your shaking voice.
“It’s quite simple, really,” he says. You can practically hear the smile on his face. He’s winning, and he knows it. “Give him to me, and I’ll fix him right up. You can’t ta
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 51Everlasting Snow: Chapter 512 years ago in Romance More Like This
The steam from the hot chocolate warms your face as you stare down into its brown depths, the warmth from the piping hot beverage heating up the palms of your cupped hands as they hold it up.
The golden base of the goblet rests patiently on your knees, which you have folded up to your chest in a makeshift table as you sit on the right side of the large window’s expansive ledge, nothing but a thin sheet of glass separating you and the artic scenery beyond.
Jangle sits a bit in front of your feet, staring up at you, concerned.
He’s the one who brought you the hot chocolate, waddling around a corner a few moments after Tooth had left you alone to the devices of the otherwise vacant hallway, the jingle bell on the top of his head softly chiming with each step.
You only took the goblet out of politeness. You really have no appetite right now.
Still, you’re thankful for the company. And the hot chocolate has helped you a little, its steam bearing a calming effect on you, pr
Greece x Reader: Kitty-Cat Ears!Greece x ReaderGreece x Reader: Kitty-Cat Ears!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Warning!: this is my first FanFic so it sucks! Hetalia = Personified countries! Don't like = don't read! It's that simple!
"Hey, have you ever seen that movie?" your boyfriend, Heracles Karpusi, asked you one Friday evening out of the blue. You two were deciding what movie to watch, and since you picked last time, it was Heracles turn to choose.
"Which movie? There are about a billion of them," you said with a sigh.
"That one old one with the cats,"
"Please be more specific, Herk," You said rolling you eyes. Figures he'd want to watch a movie with cats.
"I can't remember the name but it had talking cats in it," he smiled at the thought of cats. "Sounds cool right, (name)?"
"Yeah" you said less than enthusiastic, but Heracles didn't notice. He was too busy trying to remember the name. He sat on the sofa with a look of concentration on his face, that you thought was adorable! You sat down next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.
Suddenly he jumpe
L4D2 - Poltergeist V2.0"Listen, Nick, we've been doing business together for a long time now, you and me. You know it hurts my heart deep to double cross a standup partner like you of all people." The heavy-set thug grinned widely at his captive, making it difficult to trust the sincerity of his words. "But the Boss wants things taken care of. And you know what the Boss is like. So I've got no choice. You understand what it's like, don't you? It's just business, nothing personal."L4D2 - Poltergeist V2.04 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
From his position in the middle of the room, Nick snarled a curse through the dirty rag currently serving as his gag. His hands were bound behind his back, and the noose was tight around his throat. His feet barely touched the stool which had been shoved underneath him to prolong his suffering. But then, they were partners, and he had always known Raymond to be a sadistic bastard. He just hadn't imagined when he had come to the usual spot for some poker that he would be greeted with a gun in his face rather than the usual sly grin.
YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH NIGHTWISH IF:YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH NIGHTWISH IF:YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH NIGHTWISH IF:2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
1. You sing “Smells Like Teen Spirit” soprano.
2. You sing “The Kinslayer” while skipping.
3. You don’t have window hangings because you made some Tarja’s outfits for yourself from them.
4. You don’t eat bananas. You sing to them.
5. You say ‘Kiitos’ instead of ‘Thank You’.
6. You can dance Anette’s ‘tribal dances’
7. You’re scared of barbers.
8. You pin your hair on your chin and play Marco.
9. You can whisper ‘Etiäinen’ lyric and you’re not Finnish.
10. Your alarm clock plays ‘Master Passion Greed’ chorus.
11. You’ve visited The Non-Catholic Cemetery in Rome to see The Angel Of Grief statue from ‘Once’ cover.
12. You learn Lakota language to find your Indian name.
13. You scream PERKELE! Very often.
14. You’ve read aaaallllllllll The Dark Tower books because Tuomas wrote a song inspir
Germany x Reader ~The Weight of Porcelain~ 8-Part 8-Germany x Reader ~The Weight of Porcelain~ 83 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Gilbert what are you doing here?" you asked feeling a sharp pain running down your abdomen.
"I asked him to come here," Ludwig answered in his brother's place. "__________, you're not feeling well so Gilbert came over to bring you a better medicine."
"Oh…" Your eyes fell back on Gilbird. Your pet didn't look ill in the slightest so why had they been talking about him being dead? And what about you? How were you different? Were you really as special as Ludwig said you were?
"__________, I'm sorry," Ludwig apologized. "I shouldn't have been so careless. Instead of watching you, I was busy doing my own things."
"I'm alright, Ludwig," you said in a slight reassuring smile. "I'm still here, right?"
The brothers couldn't help but smile at you in return.
"That you are, ___________," Ludwig murmured.
"How long are you staying?" you asked Gilbert.
"Depends," he shrugged. "If you don't get better, I'll be here for a while."
"I don't mind," you said. "There's always more noise when you'
Higurashi Yokoma Episode 8 [Story]Higurashi Yokoma Episode 8 [Story]3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rika and Keiichi lay on the grass in front of the shrine, clouds move above sometimes giving them momentary shade from the hot sun.
"Keiichi, what would you think if I told you I am not the real Rika?" The little girl asked out of the blue.
"That quite a strange question.." The boy replied as he pondered it.
"Well what if before you arrived I replaced the real Rika of this world. Would you rather had the Rika of this world or the Fake Rika?" The blueberry hair girl defined her question, though it did mark of truth. For this Rika did indeed replace what ever original Rika of this world, and she only can presume that the Rika is no more.
"Even though most put value in originals, I see something different. If someone trying to be real, they trying harder then the original would. If someone puts that much effort to be my friend, I think I would have to reward such effort and let something like being a fake slide. Of course I would be upset that they are not who they are suppose to be, but
L4D2: Hopeless (NickxEllis)“TANK!”L4D2: Hopeless (NickxEllis)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nick swivelled on the spot to Ellis’ panicked cry, watching as cars were thrown as a monster ploughed through them. The Southern mechanic, wielding an AK-47, was looking over his shoulder as he ran for cover, picking off a few zombies that hobbled too close to him.
“Over here! Hurry up, Overalls!”
Nick had ducked behind a pile of rubble from a nearby building. It littered the street like confetti after a ticker tape parade. Ellis saw Nick’s urgent wave and began to sprint, desperately trying to outrun the leviathan roaring behind him. By now it was throwing lumps of concrete down the street towards the pair in anger. Thankfully, they were missing Ellis but not by much. A couple of feet or so.
The conman was unloading as many bullets into the Tank as he could, using the rubble to help his aim. He shot at the infected’s knees, attempting to slow it down, which worked for a time until it was back up to speed again.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 40Everlasting Snow: Chapter 403 years ago in Romance More Like This
It’s exactly as you remember it.
The soft light caresses your cheeks, a homely warmth engulfing your body, bearing an instant calming effect on you.
You take a quick survey of the place, shutting the door behind you.
Just like last time, the mysterious shopkeeper is nowhere to be seen.
But that means more freedom to really take a look around.
So you begin to do just that.
There are the rows of practical joke props, the racks of clothing (now featuring some more springtime fashions), the clear-door refrigerator stocked with drinks together and a wide variety of foods, the selection of odd knickknacks sitting on countertops and hanging from hooks.
You take interest in a small selection of trinkets and jewelry sitting patiently beside the clothing section.
None of them look manufactured. Not even in the least. Each looks carefully created, hours upon hours, thought upon thought put into each one. A lot of them bear ancient Celtic designs or themes. Lines crisscross over one another,
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 23Everlasting Snow: Chapter 233 years ago in Romance More Like This
“In the pale echo of light, vague outlines moved through Bertie’s field of vision, but their details were lost to the dark. Her bedroom walls took flight in a soaring arc before…”
You trail off, holding your place on the page.
He’s not awake anymore.
His breathing has slowed significantly, his arms limp and his heartbeat now a slow, steadily-beating drum.
What’s more is that he has stopped interrupting you to ask a question or make a snide comment every few lines of the story.
After sharing in that kiss, you had thrown away the wrapping paper—all except the stuff that covered Jack’s—and tidied the room up a little. Somewhere in there, Jack revealed that he was in fact the one who brought and decorated the gorgeous tree sitting in your living room. In helping you clean, Jack had taken interest in another book, one of your absolute favorites. Blushing slightly, he had asked you to read it aloud to him. You had poked fun at him, askin
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 53Everlasting Snow: Chapter 532 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warning: This chapter contains minor spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!
Something in a window has caught your attention.
You stand in front of the shop and mindlessly gaze at the display items, holding a small plastic bag with a new book resting inside, patiently waiting to be read.
Two days have passed since you parted with Jack.
You haven’t seen even a glimpse of him since.
The snow is beginning to melt, verdant patches of grass peeping out here and there in the yards of houses, the sidewalk and roads practically clear of the winter blanket. Spring is awakening.
A single snowflake falls just in front of you. A few seconds after, another follows it. And then a group of them float down, the snowflakes continuously tumbling down after one another in a gentle snowfall.
“Oof!” you hear someone exclaim, making you look up and over in the direction of the voice.
Soon, a small symphony of
L4D2 - In Memory Of..."Hey!" Nick shot at an ambling common infected that threatened to wander too close to where he lay and then let his head rest wearily against the pavement for a moment. "I need some help over here!" he called, even though it seemed to be a futile effort at this point.L4D2 - In Memory Of...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was more than aware of the fact that all his shooting and yelling was only going to attract more of the infected before it got the attention of his fellow survivors, but it was better than bleeding out right here where he lay without at least trying to be rescued. To die quietly now would be too much like giving up.
"Give me some help, I'm over here!"
Coach, Rochelle Ellis. How far ahead had they already gotten? How far would they go before they even realized he was missing? Would they even bother coming back for him or would be he assumed dead? An assumption that wouldn't be far wrong if he didn't get some help soon
The conman lifted his head at the sound of his own name. Despite himself, his heart
Nellis- SpiderGripping an empty coffee mug in his hand Nick made his way into the kitchen with the intention of filling it back up. Halfway across the room he saw it and froze, horrified.Nellis- Spider4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ellis." Nick hissed quietly, grip tightening on the mug. No response.
"Ellis." A little louder, more desperate. There was still no response.
Carefully, the gambler began backing his way towards the living room he had just come out of.
Stepping back through the opening connecting the two rooms, he turned his head enough to glance at the hick while still keeping an eye on the kitchen.
"Ellis!" Nick snapped in a low tone.
The hick looked up from his car magazine he had in his lap while sitting cross-legged on the couch. He frowned, brows twitching together slightly at the sight of Nick looking so worked up.
"Man Nick, ya don't look s'good. What's the matter?"
"There's a really fucking big-ass spider in the kitchen. Kill it."
The hick's brows furrowed a little more and his bottom lip stuck out slightly in
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 47Everlasting Snow: Chapter 473 years ago in Romance More Like This
It completely melts your heart.
The thing that brought the two of you together. That one song, that single, insignificant line that you had sung so long ago that had led you to seeing him. The first domino that had fallen in a long line of wonderful events.
You’re smiling at the fact that he’s finally doing this trademark action to you, but it’s tearing you apart at the same time.
To know that this is the first and last time, that he won’t ever nip at your nose again.
At least, not on purpose. Or not knowing who you are, if he does decide to mess specifically with you.
You don’t want him to see you cry, but you can’t help it. This is just too much. You feel your bottom lip begin to quiver, tears blurring your vision.
He stops, the wide, mischievous smile that you’ve grown to love spreading across his face. It only stays for a few brief moments though, vanishing the moment he sees the tears welling up in your eyes.
In a flurry of wind, he flips