Len and Rin-The Fourth AliceLen and Rin-The Fourth Alice5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are the Fourth Alices
The children of hearts, holding each other hand in hand
We wander everywhere together
Wandering through this wondrous Wonderland
We together are a perfect team
We are an inseparable union
We wander through the forest and past the stream
Waiting for each and every door to open
~I show my brother the proper way~
~I follow my sister night and day~
~Do we ever separate? We can say never~
~Well always be together, now and forever~
While we explore, the little dream wants to end this game
I continue to wander with a smile on my face
The little dream talks to him, it says my name
He turns to me and smiled, little did I know this started our race
We continue to wander, nothing seems wrong
We finally reach the final door
My hand reaches for the knob, and so ends my song
With a look of terror, and a smile on his face, I am no more
Now in this forgotten graveyard I must sing alone
By becoming Alice for many sins I must now atone
Kaito- The Second AliceKaito- The Second Alice6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the Second Alice
The son of diamonds, my notes at hand
Singing my ethereal songs
Singing in this crazed Wonderland
My songs, they entrance your mind
My songs, they reach your very soul
Who knows what they'll help you find
Perhaps something that will break you, or make you whole
I keep on singing, my enchanting voice beginning to strain
My notes stained with my blood
That is when the little dream felt my pain
My thoughts of death began to bud
The Skeletons encircle me, the madness seeping in
My body trembles, eyes slowly glance to my hand
I see the pistol shining in my trembling limb
My own songs brought me to insanity, is suicide a sin?
I can't help but smile, pistol pointed to my head
This is my end, I can't help but grin
I pull the silver trigger, and now I'm dead
Embraced by skeletons, my heart full of malice
In the end, I was not worthy to be Alice.
Hatsune Miku- The Third AliceHatsune Miku- The Third Alice5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the Third Alice,
The Daughter of Clubs, my beauty at hand
Smiling and dancing forever
Dancing forever in this Wonderland
My beauty will entrance you
My emerald eyes and flowing green locks
A smile as translucent as the morning dew
A person who is sweet as sugar but as cunning as a fox
I charmed all in wonderland
All answered to my voice
My presence and time was in demand
So in the end I made my choice
I became queen of this land
I made it all my own
It was mine, from the grass to the sand
My seeds of deception sown
As time went by, my vanity grew
In my eyes my beauty was lost
And then the Little Dream knew
The time came then, to pay the cost
I was too disgraceful to bear
I spent my days forever in my palace
For whats the point if one is not fair
I could no longer be Alice
Meiko- The First AliceMeiko- The First Alice6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the First Alice,
The daughter of spades, my sword at hand
Trapped in an endless forest
The Endless Forest of Wonderland
My Crimson eyes burn with rage
My Sword flashing in the light
Eager to tear down this green cage
The Swing of my sword begins my fight
I Strike all around me,
Not a single flower is spared, no flower held dear
In the Corner, The Little Dream watches and can see
It can see the destruction I bring, sliding down its cheek a solitary tear
The Little Dream has had enough, it wants no more strife
The Forest comes to life, to exact its revenge
As it takes action, so ends my life
I am enveloped in darkness, I am cut so deep
For my foolishness, I am now the darkness to keep
My sword is all that is left of me
My blood flowing like red wine out of a chalice
In the end, I guess I was not fit to become Alice
Stuck. Chapter 7: PewbuscusStuck.Stuck. Chapter 7: Pewbuscus2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 7: Careless Mistakes
-3- < All right. I don’t have much to tell ya’ll as usual. Sorry, the update took so long.
A whole god damn year!As always favorites if you like, and comments make me smile! Also, Pewds and Toby need to do a co-op already .___. Amirite?
:: Disclaimer :: I do not own...Amnesia, Pewdie, or Toby. *pout*
:: Rating :: M
:: Warnings :: Violence, Slash.
:: Pairing :: eventual Pewdiepie/Tobucus
:: Genre :: Romance, Horror, Supernatural (?), Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship.
:: Summary :: ‘A map you seek, your worst nightmare you’ve found. Not a dream to desire. Dusty curtains, move them and shine the light into the great hall.’ The map was interesting, it drew people in, and refused to release them. Pewdie and Toby get suck in the world and fight to get out. Slash, PewBuscus.
The key still rested in Toby’s pocket. On occasion, he would
Panda HeroReal name: UnknownPanda Hero4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Called: Panda Hero
Weapon(s): metal bat
Fighting style: She's very reckless and rushes into battles without a second thought. She's very strong and ruthlessly swings her bat destroying anything in her path. However this type of fighting leaves her vulnerable, giving her a weak defense.
Appearance: She has the words Panda Hero tattooed on her right arm in pink, except for the second A in Panda which is in green. Her skin is so pale, it's almost white. She has dark circles under her eyes. She almost always has a blood stained metal bat with her. She has short hair that falls to her neck. She is always chewing neon blue bubble gum. When she blows a bubble it almost looks like the gum has a maniacal face.
In the summer she has green hair with reddish-pink eyes. She has a lopsided black cap with
an orange front. She has goggles resting on the front of her cap. Her goggles have pink lenses and black elastic. She has a black tank top with pink writing
Tear the World DownOn a lonely hill sits a desolate home, where the dead trees whisper your name, andTear the World Down3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the executioners hang traitors and allies alike. Black roses fill the air with a scent of sweet
nostalgia and decay. Solitude became a companion, and shadows beckon your way.
Hope gave you false premonitions, and when you dance, leaves fill the dying heart,
giving way yo the nightmares that welcome the darkest corners of your mind.
A girl, too young to grasp sin's threat, came outside slowly, with a story in one hand,
a basket in another. The basket was filled with books, novels, excerpts that distracted her
from the haunting scenery. Her white dress was blowing softly, tattered and torn, resembling
eerily that of a wedding dress. The flowers lodged in her hair were withered, the same as
the world she lives in has died. It's a shame really.
The young girl was all alone, yet she hadn't cared. Not a friend nor enemy in this
fantasy. It must have been lonely. You wonder if
Kurt, go to hellFunny where life can land you, like me: devout catholic and the son of Satan...fun.Kurt, go to hell3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It all started with Amanda, my now ex-girlfriend, telling me: "Kurt, go to hell!"
She slammed the door in my face and I was stuck out there having to go home alone and very much in need of an alcoholic beverage of some sort.
I got home to an emergancy call to the war room. Apparently a portal had been opened in downtown Manhattan- right in Amanda's neighborhood. I ported in just in time to get yelled at for being so late. The mission was simple enough, get in find out what that portal lead to and how to close it and come home in time for dinner.
Upon arrival we knew something wasn't right even by our standards. The air was still and there wasn't a sound for a five block radius, it was quite frightening. Even Logan was on edge, and that does not happen too often.
"Let's just get in and then get the hell out. Ok? I want to eat," Logan said walking towards the building with his usual recklessness.
Shadow of the Lonesome"Hi."Shadow of the Lonesome3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The boy crouched down, staring at his shadow quizzically.
When he received no response, he frowned slightly.
"I see. You're not going to talk to me either."
He mindlessly kicked at a stray pebble, watching as it skipped across the ground. They weren't much different, he mused; both of them had been forgotten by the world.
"I don't get it."
He hung his head.
"What did I ever say?"
He clenched his fists.
"What did I ever do?"
"You're not going to listen either, are you?"
He cracked a small, pained smile.
"That's okay. Nobody does."
Here I Am Verse 1:Here I Am3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've watched the sun rise, with just you and me
Isn't this romantic, baby can't you see
Sometimes we grow, closer than the start
Full of potential, yet never knowing who we are
I've filled your life full, of laughter and joy
Made you feel special, never just a toy
But everything's harder, were falling apart
There's no more laughter, just a broken down heart
So what am I suppose to do with the things you're telling me
I've been down this road before and it never ends happily
I wish things could have changed, yet they never seem to do
So here I am for ever all alone, now crying over you
I've watched the sun set, now with someone new
It feels so much different, so what do I do
Sometimes we grow, closer than the start
But who would have thought it be with someone else's heart
So what am I suppose to do with the things you're telling me
I've been down this road before and it never ends happily
I wish thi
Lust and Love (Ch. 1)"Have you seen my scarf, Felix?"Lust and Love (Ch. 1)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No, I didn't see it... what for?"
"Oi... What for, Marzia?"
"Just want to search it..."
At Castle Brenenbeurg...
"Pewdie! Why you in here? What a surprise!" said Stephano cheerly. Felix returned his smiled.
"There's something I want you to know, and I need the answer... right now." said Felix with a demanding voice. Stephano feels a great strength inside Felix's body and it makes him cried in joy that his best friend has become a MAN! Then he sat at the chair(?!) and listen carefully to Felix's speech (dafuq?!).
"Go on! Tell me, What is it?" said Stephano, smilling like a clown. Felix afraid of it.
"It is about Marzia..."
"Oh! 'a breakheart situation! MUST HELP HIM!' What happened with the two of you?"
"She... I don't know where to start it but... she's start to acting really weird this morning..."
"Oh... in what case?"
"She searched just for a scarf..."
"Ya, it is the one who we bought at mall ne
The Scars of DutyThe Scars of Duty3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Scars of Duty
I had served in the Royal Army, for fifty years, from King Edward VII to Queen Elizabeth II. I had done my duty courageously and with honour throughout my career. But there is one man; I have seen who had done his duty more honourable than I.
It was the scorching July of 1932; I had recently been transferred from Cairo, to the jungles of Calcutta, India. I arrived upon the twenty eight and was to receive Colonel James E. Barclay from the village of Bundelkhand.
At the dawn of the twenty ninth, I arrived in Bundelkhand. Waiting for me was Colonel J.E. Barclay. Colonel Barclay was and elderly man of around sixty. His hair was thinning and the hot, humid, weather of Bundelkhand had darkened his mellow skin. His face was once stern, and that of a raven, but age had made it soften, and became that of a newly hatched raven. In his mouth was his curved pipe, an ivory colour, the same as his hair and well-trimmed side whiskers.
"Well, you, my goo
RegretsRegrets3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Hope is just too far for my reach
Is it just me, or everyone is out of reach
Shadows overcomes my deepest hole
Night becomes my day
Sleepless grief stomp me
My bright days had gone
Faith is almost breathless
Suffocated by doubt
Little light shines
Interstellar MediumLet's soar and flyInterstellar Medium3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
bodies fall; land on the moon
In around the sky
two lovers kiss til 'noon
At the end of time
clouds and stars; the sky, it pours
You'll still be mine
and my heart already yours
Our thoughts aloud
words with no time; the music starts
We'll stay on this cloud
universe in bits, but not our hearts
New Start Ch 4 LenXLuka Final Chapter The next week went by in a haze. I felt out of it, like I was in some hazy dream. Len left. Where he went? I didn't know. And well . . . I was afraid to know. I had nightmares. I remembered Len's horrified, disappointed face when I closed my eyes. Why was it like this? Why do things have to happen?New Start Ch 4 LenXLuka Final Chapter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A soft knock brought me out of my trance. I sat up rubbing my eyes. "C- Come in." I said. The first words I said in a few days. It slowly opened and Rin stood there. Rin had gone with her brother and it shocked me to see her. It also hurt. She looked a lot like him . . .
"Oh. Hey um Luka." She said nervously standing in my door way. I nodded.
"Hi Rin. Come in. Can you close the door though?" I asked. She nodded rushing forward.
"Yeah Luka." She said sheepishly sitting down on the edge of my bed. We sat there in an awkward silence for a moment.
"Rin why are you here?" I finally asked. Again a heavy silence filled the room.
Cassandra - Prologue and Part 1Even in death, Cassandra was lovely.Cassandra - Prologue and Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her hair cascaded over her ivory shoulders in sable cataracts, pooling in the soft hollow between her breast and throat. She was wearing the white nightgown, the one she knew I loved, and the fall had thrown it up, weightless, in gossamer drifts across her legs. Her bare toes were painted salmon-pink, the same colour as the roses in the crystal vase by the door.
So elegant, my Cassandra. I might have expected that she would sprawl, as one imagines that people do when they have died suddenly, but her body refused to surrender its accustomed grace. One hand curled beside her face; the other lay, palm up, across her cocked hips, its open fingers tenderly beckoning. Her eyes were closed, peaceful, the fringe of dark lashes sooty and familiar upon her fading cheek. Her lips were parted in expectation. At any moment, she would wake, look up at me, smile. Cassandra.
My hand found the banister, gripped the aged wood and guided me down the stairs
cerebrum.if it's midnight already and i can't feel you anymore,cerebrum.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's because you're savoring the taste of someone else;
or maybe it's because you're just lost in all the shades of blue,
the word "farewell" comes in so many colors.
if you've climbed too high and still haven't found a signal,
it's because my thoughts are lost somewhere in jupiter's storm
or maybe it's because i'm asleep on a train
heading far, far away from you.
i took a metaphor literally once when i cut you out of my life
with a pair of rusty black-handled scissors and every picture that i had of us.
it never seemed to work, i could never chase you out of my head,
and that was when i realized that you lived there.
you're everything and nothing i've learned in history class,
about guillotines and revolutions,
and if i know one thing, it's that you're surely not a Saint
and no sir, i will not love you.
The Lonely Prince: An Adult's Anti-Fairy TaleOnce upon a time, it's said,The Lonely Prince: An Adult's Anti-Fairy Tale3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a land far, far away,
there lived a prince of the dead,
in a castle by the bay.
But this poor prince was lonely,
though his home was fair and bright,
since his whole court was empty,
and from him, folks fled in fright.
For his face was pus and bone,
and his fingers, putrid green,
and though he bathed with cologne,
he smelled of rotten gangrene.
Now this prince was very smart,
and so hatched upon a plan,
that he hoped, in some small part,
would bring people to his land.
He found himself an artiste,
whose canvas was uncooked meat,
to paint him a masterpiece,
from his neck down to his feet.
He found himself a sculptor,
a leader in his own right,
to shape his face some features,
to exemplify his might.
He found himself a florist,
from a hot and muggy bog,
to grow him a posy vest,
that could overcome his smog.
He found himself a herald,
a loud and boisterous wiz,
to travel round every guild,
and sing to them his praises.
Soon the people came on down,
KaitoxLen - DifferentThe music pounded to loud for my likings. The beat pulsed through you carrying your every move with it. All the other teenagers seemed to like it dancing and laughing. I spotted Rin dancing as well moving her body skillfully.KaitoxLen - Different2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Fun?” I thought aloud. Our conversation played through my mind.
“Len! There's this great little dance club opened up for teenagers to come and hang out and rave or whatever! You have to come with me.” Rin begged.
“I don't think so. That isn't exactly my type of thing. Just invite one of your friends like Miku with you.” I argued. Rin latched onto my arm and I knew from the look in her eyes I would lose this argument.
“It'd be fun!” She whined.
Now there she stood instantly surrounded by both genders. People always swarm around her. The air she gave off was fun and new, as people would insist. To me it's just tiring and never ending.
PewDiePie~The War Has Just Begun chapter 2Jennifer's POV~PewDiePie~The War Has Just Begun chapter 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
S-she wasn't like that before. Not violent. Not self confident of in any way MEAN. Well she still isn't mean, but, she- she feels hatred towards anything Swedish now. It's like all of the happiness and love was gone. Her eyes, they aren't laughing anymore. Her mouth, almost never smiles. I'm getting scared on what might become of her if she doesn't kill that Swede. She moans about the lack of combat in our curriculum. The army thinks we're weak just because we're girls so we just do survival skills.
She doesn't know that I know. We're told to never, NEVER leave camp. She disobeyed the orders for revenge. Every night she sneaks off to the woods to train herself to fire a gun or use a machete. I can see bags appearing under her eyes. I even saw her come home with a deep cut in her leg. She needs to stop or she'll die of exhaustion. Or I'm over reacting. Every day the silence is becoming more awkward. I hope the war will stop soon. So that I can have my friend back.
Dog: Chapter One[[the images of human!Ed come from IDEA's FMA doujinshis, and the images of chimera!Ed are mine]]Dog: Chapter One2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Several weeks before Tucker’s Assessment Day…
“Edward? Would you come down here for a moment? There’s something I’d like to show you.”
Ed paused at the sound of Mr. Tucker’s voice. “Do you want me to bring Al, too? He’s outside with Nina right now.”
“It’ll only take a moment, Edward. And, I think this is something… only you will appreciate.”
Well, that was an odd response. “Uh… okay.” He thumped down the steps to Tucker’s basement, an eerie concrete room lined with caged animals and tainted with the smell of blood and chemicals. Tucker was in the back of the room, standing in front of a pale shape… a furry pale shape. “Uh, Tucker? Why… why is Alexander down here? Aren’t you worried that he’ll mess with yo
My Lover's EyesI don't look into your eyesMy Lover's Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to feel at home
For I would feel broken
I look into your eyes
and I want to build something
To establish that
we will build foundations
upon the frames of my heart
and I could
do anything for you
I look into your eyes and I feel
I become one with you
I could look at them
from my perspective
But I could feel more alive
by living in you
Though if only you could see yourself
From my point of view
You would understand my predicament
Yet, if you did see things the way I do
I don't want you to get lost
The same way I've lost myself
Dreaming of the sentiment,
the moment of truth
That you begin to realize
Is when I
Find myself in your eyes,
When I see love in your eyes
A Human EarthI am human.A Human Earth3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Born and raised on Earth.
Her beauty is one that many marvel over, one that many love.
I love her,
she is my home,
she is life its self.
However, I desecrate her beautiful wonders with selfish thoughts and actions,
leaving her dying while I live it up.
I suck the life out of her,
skin her bones and leave them to the weather of time.
Selfishly I laugh in her face because she doesn't concern me,
not now at least.
She tries to enlighten me,
but like The Giving Tree I use her.
I blame her because she is the mother of all those I hate.
She keeps them safe as well.
How could she, I always ask?
And I beat her some more,
because if I am living in her domain they can't.
And her body sways under the stress of our anger and our unrest.
Both of us have hollowed her bones,
taken her life,
because we can't accept that we are all human.
We are all born and raised on earth.
We are all captivated by her beauty.
And she is our home.
What does it mean to be human if all
Our Little Secret LukaXGakupo- Part 2After the doctor's, my mind was a haze. I was pregnant? I felt too shocked to take a taxi home; well too shocked to even go home. My mind seemed to be empty, the same words echoing again and again. Before, the thought that I might be pregnant made it seem so . . . not real. Now that I knew a final fact, I didn't know what to think!Our Little Secret LukaXGakupo- Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Was I ready to have a child? I'm only 21! Would Gakupo be okay with this? Does he want a child? Would he still want me?
"You're only in your first trimester, merely 9 weeks into it, so there still is the possibility to abort it if requested. While we don't recommend it, I want you to know any choice you can make it, right now. Although in here, we only allow abortions until the 16th week or about 4 months into it. If you choose to abort your baby it will cost about $300-$800. You still have 5 weeks until that is no longer possible for you. I would go home and talk about it carefully with your partner if I were you. We suggest not rushi