Anything you want...CaptainAnything you want...Captain2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Title: Anything you want...Captain
Characaters/Pairings: F!Smuggler (Briseis) & Corso Riggs
Disclaimer: If you haven't played the Smuggler story line in SWTOR then you are in for some spoilers.
Risha sighed as she sat in the chair beside Corso. She'd agreed to explain things to Corso for the Captain. As another woman in this line of work Risha completely understood the need for Briseis to keep pushing Corso away even though everyone on the ship was aware the Captain cared deeply for the backwater country boy. Risha didn't claim to understand the attraction but that didn't matter now.
"Do you need something Risha?" Corso asked as he absently worked on his favorite blaster Torchy. Skavik had heavily modded it and Corso was restoring her to his desired settings.
She cleared her throat, "Corso, why do you keep chasing the Captain. Can't you realize she keeps push
I was taught right from wrong I was taught right from wrongI was taught right from wrong 1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
By a murderer
I was taught truth from lies
By a magician
I was taught who my friends were
By my enemy
I was taught to be honest
By a professional liar
I was taught to always speak my mind
By being told to keep quiet
I was taught to be kind
By someone that beat me down
I was taught to smile
By someone who could never wipe a scowl of their face
I was taught to love
By being abused
I was taught to live
By someone who was already dead
I was taught to perform
By someone with stage fright
I was taught to be excellent
By someone that failed in everything
I was taught to rely on only my self
By being surrounded with people
I was taught to be perfect
By those that wanted to see me fail
I was taught to be loyal
By everyone that ever walked out of my life
I was taught to make people happy
By everyone who ever made me miserable
I was taught to control my temper
By those with explosive tempers
I was taught to take care of myself
By those who tried to kill me
I was taug
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My fingers ran though his soft blonde hair as my legs surrounded his hips while he carried me up the stairs, our tongues still intertwined. I was suprised of how strong Seamus was, im bigger than him yet he still managed to carry the both of us up to my room. I drop down from his hips and release my mouth as he pushed me onto my bed jokingly and I giggle as I drag him towards me making him lean overtop of me kissing him, no fear, no crying, just pleasure. It was warm, him over top of me, his body pressed against mine, my blood rushing and skin tingling with excitement with every kiss. He ripped off my shirt and I layed there regretting that I havent been to the gym in forever, I wanted to sa
About sadness.I have always waitedAbout sadness.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
waited for insanity to come.
Everything is rated
by others, but I am all alone.
Buying things to compensate
all the things I ever lost
All things to abbreviate
the urge of things I needed most.
The feeling of happiness
is now filled with loneliness;
sadness with expansion.
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His kiss was soft, slow, meaningful, you could taste the alcohol on his breath, his grip tightened on my sides and I began to feel uncomfortable pulling away.
he began to blush making me do the same as he watched me with no expression
"what's wrong?" he whispered
"how drunk are you?"
he laughed, inside I felt I was about to burst with happiness, but at the same time my head felt like it was about to burst aswell, I turned away from Seamus and towards the stairs
"im going to bed"
he grabbed me hand making me flinch
"I will to,"
instead of arguing I shook my hand free and continued up the stairs.
I woke up the next morning with my head pounding, I moaned and rolled over to see the time then almost fell off the bed seeing Seamus asleep beside me, my heart began to race as I
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It turns out I had been so tired I managed to sleep through until the next day only being woken up by Max Hordon Dan and Seamus's rumbling from the basement.
my stomach grumbled for food and I look down to see I was only in cookie monster boxers, I shuffled to my bags and picked out a decent shirt and pants befor going downstairs.
I met the guys in the kitchen while Max greeted me, Dan and Hordon talking about brown stuff and Seamus, leaning on the cabinet watching me. Of course I have seen them in pictures but in person Seamus's eyes lit off the room, as blue as a cloudless sky.
I look away from him and open the fridge to find it empty so I grabbed a pepsi.
"So where is the rooms?" Max announced a little too loud
"upstairs" I cut off before Hordon could say anything,
I took a short glance at Seamus wh
The Animal(Howl into my ear;The Animal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
give me your claws.
I want the animal in you;
in you I shall nest.)
Take your clothes off, take them off for me.
Let me see the scars and the marks,
those dark moles and faint sun spots.
I want to memorize the way your fur grows.
I want to tickle my cheeks with your goose bumps.
Let me count the bruises and the cuts.
I'll bless them with names;
I'll lick away the blood stains.
We can lie skin to skin for days.
I have enough kisses for your brows and lashes,
for nails, teeth and toes, for thighs and knees;
in your curves and dents I'll nuzzle my nose.
Let me see your skin dance.
Through and around; your every breath performs,
through and around, an ancient holy chant.
I don't want your dreams; forget the ifs and the maybes.
All those regrets you carry are nothing but sad stories.
You don't have to utter a single word;
your body holds all the promises.
Don't tell me any secrets, hold your confessions;
just take your clothes off, take them off for me.
© 2012 melekelif
Suffering of PuppetsTug one string, whip him roundSuffering of Puppets1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Contort him in malevolent ways
"Oh dear," ― a ripping sound ―
"Poor thing's seen too many plays."
Pull him this'a way
― An' that'a way ―
And back again,
Until his time's done.
Suddenly, up goes his head ―
But without a tug of the thread.
He whispers, nigh-silently, his plight,
defiantly: "What gives you the right?"
He wraps loose string about his arms,
Pulls, and his master he disarms.
Indignantly: "You'll curse the day
That you denied us any say
As to the workings of these foul plays."
Breaking the strings that bind him;
He's breaking the rules,
― And all reservation inside him.
"We're tired of being taken for fools!"
The puppet turns, and speaks to me:
Throw off the chains of oppression;
It's as easy as breaking the strings!
Forget profit, that capitalist obsession
And the puppets will, with you, sing
"No more gods,
No more masters!
No more slaves,
Nor economic disasters."
We'll go our sepa
Dream Of A SongbirdMy mind runs through depressing timesDream Of A Songbird1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
While tides of loneliness pass me by
And for the final night I fall and lie
With you in my arms, I cough and cry
I do not like this world of mine
For accusing me of many a crime
This world knows naught but how to lie
And it clips my wings so I may not say goodbye
And until I relax and fall and die
I shall not know peace nor heavenly flight
So for this last night, I lie and cry
With you in my arms, I dream to fly
My Own HellI think of waysMy Own Hell1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To waste away
With this time left unpaid
I sit and reflect
On the breath in my chest
And the words left unsaid
I rot and writhe in darkness
My heart helpless and a mess
Filled with this sick unrest
I look up and see nothing
I look inside and see worse than nothing
I watch the lies and hear the sighs
The lonely breaths of emptiness
Into an empty world only I know
The one I created for myself
You may breach the castle walls
But the stone will never crumble
And the fortress will never fall
Who hears the cries of a helpless child
Who hears the cracking of a broken heart
Who hears the death of a dying smile
Watch the words twist in agony
Writhing upon the cold hard ground
Burning to ash like paper set to flame
A dead world unknown to others
Wrapped in words of hurt
And fires that burn forever
The plains of Hell never looked so heavenly
First LoveFirst Love1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rudolph shut his computer down and gathered his stuff. He was about middle height and nearly 56 years old. The hair on his head had started to thin out already.
Rudolph sighed. Another boring day at work done. I hope it doesnt take me too long to get home.
Every morning and every evening Rudolph had to take a forty minutes train trip to get to work or back home again. And even though he actually hated those trips, he would never think about moving into the city closer to work.
The small village he, and his wife Martha, lived in was a heaven of peace and calmness, where he could relax from his work. That was worth more than saving some time on traveling to work.
When he arrived at the train station, he noticed that a large crowd had gathered on the platform. Rudolph walked to an information desk and asked the lady what was going on.
Im sorry sir, but the train had an accident further down the railway. Luckily no one was hurt, but Im afraid
I Met MeToday I met a girl,I Met Me1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and she asked, "How are you?"
"Just fine," I replied.
She said, "No, tell me what's true."
Perplexed, I stopped and stared.
She was young, no older than eight.
Her eyes were still innocent.
They knew no hate.
"What did you say?"
I asked in confusion.
"You know what I mean," she said.
This girl was in a delusion.
Trying to be kind,I replied,
"No I do not."
She frowned and replied,
"You lie quite a lot."
Now I was agitated.
What does this girl know?
Acting like she's so intelligent.
I'll just tell her to go.
"Let me explain!"
She exclaimed in haste.
"I know you're not alright.
I know you feel misplaced."
How in the world?
Who is this little girl?
"But I'm here to say you'll be alright.
Though your friends will leave,
leave you feeling alone and cold,
you'll find a reprieve."
"So just stay strong
because I know you can do it."
How? Who are you?
I wished she would quit.
Suddenly it was silent,
and I turned to see,
but there was no one there at al
The Memory of WingsMy wings were of gossamer feathers,The Memory of Wings1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like ivory tipped with gold,
Carrying me to the many places
My young eyes wished to behold.
I could fly anywhere I wanted,
The sunlight on my back,
Glinting off my feathers
Until the sky turned black.
I freed all of the innocents
And fought the evils of the world:
There was nothing I couldn’t vanquish
When my wings were unfurled.
There were never any boundaries,
No limit to where I would go,
From vivid forests to the ocean blue,
I soared above the sand, the ice, the snow.
I ran with wolves in the night-time
And was a queen by the day;
Gracing new worlds with my heart
Until my wings carried me away.
I didn’t ever realize it,
Until it was too late:
My wings gradually began to shed
And to slowly fade away.
I suppose I stopped dreaming,
Somehow favouring the ground,
Forgetting the undiscovered places
And the answers I never found.
Each ivory plume faded
Until they were each a sickly grey;
I was left with shadows on my back
And I could no long
ThousandsI'm sixteen,Thousands1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Doubt I'll see thirty
Hopefully my blade'll be dirty
And I'll die.
I don't want to die;
Just want it to stop,
Everything in my head
Telling me I'm better off dead.
I cut myself,
I said it.
Just read it.
I'm just some kid
Behind a screen,
So why should you care?
I'm not just 'some kid';
I'm the ones people laugh at,
I'm not a minority;
I'm a majority.
All those kids alone,
That death will come.
We're not hopeless.
We hope for
Those Nights: Chapter 6 GhiralinkThose Nights: Chapter 6 Ghiralink2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In a flash of diamonds, I appeared distraught and defeated before my hero. Surprised at first but sensing my mood he sat on the edge of his bed and patted beside himself; I assumed he was inviting me to sit. Letting my body slump down onto the bed mere inches from Link I just looked into his eyes. Sadness was prevalent in my own. A deep sigh belonging to me fills the atmosphere as I'm not ready to even tell this boy of my failure today. It's just not in the nature of a demon lord to lose. Sulking I lean toward my company and gently lay my head on his shoulder. Looking down at my crippled form and hurt pride Link places his arms around me in comfort. I've never felt anything like this. The sympathy of others is normally not something I would enjoy indulging in, but this is different. Maybe my strong feelings for the sky child are what makes this so soothing; regardless I can honestly say I'm glad he is here with me.
Raising my arms to return his squeeze I see a flinch pass over his feat
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I hear him sigh so I look over not expecting what I saw, Seamus remained overtop of me, leaning over me, his breath was still heavy and he wasn't looking at me, I can still see blue eyes in the darkness of the room. He finally turned to me and met my stare, his eyes had no expression. we remained there just watching each other, listening to each others breathing while he loosened his grip on my arms, my heart slowed in pace, and I still had the fear and the urge to run but at the same time didn't want to. Seamus rolled to his side holding up his head with one hand is he getting comfortable in MY bed? He then leaned over and kissed me on my forehead gently, that was my limit, I got up and pointed my finger
"you get out of my room!
LabelsAttention seeker?Labels1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe fighting for acception.
Rather, suffering rejection...
Maybe breaking for direction...
Perhaps dying for correction...
Maybe hurting for affection..
So maybe before you label someone just because you don't feel a connection...
Maybe fix yourself before you point out imperfections.
Those Nights: Chapter 2 GhiralinkThose Nights: Chapter 2 Ghiralink2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I couldn't tell you how long he was unconscious. I feel like I should've bored holes into him by now as long as I've been sitting, waiting, and watching for even the smallest stir. I had tried milling around the moderately sized room I was keeping this sky child locked away in to keep myself busy. I've done every task as important as ordering my troops to their next destination and as trivial as reading over old texts and prophecies that include the Goddess while waiting. With irritation and impatience in my step, I pace around speaking softly to the unknowing boy, "With such great mercy from me you would think you would at least show the courtesy of waking up to thank me, boy." During his deep sleep I now decide to go through his things and find a few silly items; however, one in particular catches my interest. I find an envelope with no address with a letter inside. Literature is normally an easy way to gain knowledge about whatever you are researching. Skimming through it
This is My RageLet it fall,This is My Rage1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let it crash down around me.
I don't care anymore.
Let it burn,
Let me suffer.
It's all I do anymore.
This is my rage
This is my anger.
I've finally given up.
Let it hurt,
Let it die.
You can't save me,
So don't try.
Those Nights: Chapter 9 GhiralinkThose Nights: Chapter 9 Ghiralink2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky child spoke. All I could do was look at him, dumbfounded. Link had spoken, and not only had he done that but the first word out of his mouth was my name. I couldn't be more pleased! Shaking my head a little to get the hair out of my face and hopefully replace the look of pure shock with one of excitement I intended to ask questions all over again as if we had just met. First I felt a bit doubtful though and cautiously asked, "Was that a fluke? Am I imagining things? Would you speak again for me, Link?" Surveying his surroundings carefully as if speaking would hurt something he opened his mouth again hesitantly, "No. Apparently not, and yes I will continue to speak." Smiling up at me I could feel the enthusiasm even from such simple words! "By the Goddess herself this is cause for celebration, and great discussion. Let's clean up and continue this in my study.
After cleaning the broken glass from Link's quarters and a long shared bath with little romancings here and there, we fi
Can We Both Be Ugly?She's a diamond, while I am coal.Can We Both Be Ugly?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the coal, black and boring.
Set me on fire while I am alive.
Watch me burn,
Watch me die.
She is the diamond, shiny and attention-grabbing.
Lay your greedy hands on the whore.
She's there for the looks and money,
No real work,
She receives the perks.
We both wanted him,
But I bit my tongue.
What a fool I would be to ask for his heart.
He sees me as a footrest,
Only here for support and only when he needs it,
The demand for me is limited.
He lusts for her seductive nature,
Her glare blinding his eyes,
She's tearing him apart with her sharp edges,
It kills me to witness.
"I can't hurt you.
"But she is my support,
"She is but a coal,
weak and pitiful.
You want that?
The spineless coward?
She's thirsty for your heartbreak,
but my fingers are gentle,
let me hold you."
His situation is himself.
I love him more than I could scream,
But I maintain my silence,
I suffer in the dark.
I see his sorrow and
A Wish For FreedomA Wish For Freedom1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Wish For Freedom
I, a child birthed in chains
Raised in a cage
But on this day- they will break
I was taught self-hatred
Learning that the differences were divided
Among the people who are considered “civilized “
Forcefully combining my fear and envy
As I was raised in the middle of this society
My power and pride were deprived of me
I was only an empty vessel
Believing that all promises were fabled
But once upon a calm- I witnessed hope's revival
Wings sprout from my tongue / Words from my soul are sung
A new voice's journey has begun / Let the era of silence be undone
Obtaining peace of mind / Experiencing freedom of heart
Allowing the colors to shine / The future will blind the scars
I had to fight the system; I had to stop the cycle
It was either my downfall or survival
So I reversed this downward spiral
Care not, for those w
Bipolar DisorderLook over your shoulder. They're watching you.Bipolar Disorder1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tighten your stomach muscles.
Bounce your leg up and down.
"Are you okay?"
Don't say anything.
Feel it, feel the thoughts melting from your mind.
"What are you doing?"
They're behind you.
Kill them before they kill you.
Please save me.
Crazy. You're crazy.
No one wants you.
Pull the trigger.
"Please tell me what's wrong."
You wouldn't understand.
"Who are you? I don't know you anymore."
I'm a nobody.
I am Bipolar Disorder.
... "I don't know."
Human Nature When you are young,Human Nature1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
they will treat you with the softness of spring.
They will guide you through the winter winds and
over snowy hills, admiring the brilliance of your
midday innocence; pulling daisies from the earth
just to place them in your hair. And they will
whisper to each other of how beautiful you are.
When you grow older,
they will treat you with the indifferences of autumn.
They will urge you from the complacency of your own
fleeting fulfillments, and they will watch your
brilliance fade with the swiftness of the sky. You
will shed your fragile childhood with the colors of
the trees, and you will learn to face the winter winds
without their guiding arms. And they will whisper to
each other of how beautiful you are.
When you are grown,
they will treat you with the coldness of winter. They
will leave you bare and naked before the ravenous wolves,
expecting you to fend for your own forgotten brilliance,
asking why you've kept those wilting daisies in your hair.