One Piece of the PastOne Piece of the Past3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luffy looked down at the jewel in his hand. "This...is it?"
One Piece! They had reached Raftel and found it, Gol D. Roger's greatest treasure. Robin had just translated an ancient poneglyph that described what it was.
"One piece of the past," the older woman nodded. "You are allowed to slip into the past to bring one thing with you into the future."
Luffy thought about it. There were many things he had sacrificed to make it this far. He thought of people he knew. He thought of things lost on the journey. He thought of his hat, which he gave back to Shanks some time ago. He almost wanted to go back in time and grab his hat, just so he could wear it again. That was stupid, though. Shanks said he would hand the hat back over if Luffy managed to find One Piece and brought proof of it.
There was one piece of his past he missed, one bit of "proof" that would stun not only Shanks, but the whole world. He usually tried not to think about the day Ace died. It was a scar that would never
Hana's Big ChillSummary: Hana has trouble studying during a heatwave. Perhaps the power of science will help! Or maybe it will give her a bigger problem...Hana's Big Chill6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Contains extreme body expansion.
Hana stared at the text on the page before her, trying to focus on the
"In tempratures exeeding 200oc, what is the rate of molecular..."
She couldn't concentrate. Her body was uncomfortably warm, and her head felt fuzzy.
Sighing, she pushed the book aside and rested her head on the desk. The weather had changed rapidly in the last few days, going from mild spring days to an unbearable heatwave. Despite opening every window in the apartment and stripping down to a pair of panties and a thin tank top, she still felt unbearably hot and sweaty.
She wiped her brow and moaned. She had so much coursework to complete, but this heat made it impossible to focus on it. If she wasn't feeling drowsy or irritable, she was trying to keep cool by waving a fan frantically to little effect. She silently cursed whoe
I'm Soaring NowI'm Soaring Now3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm Soaring Now
This is a different level of fear
It's wounding my truth and morality
It's strong enough to bring me here
On the edge of life- peering over to serenity
It's not impossible to grasp
But it's typical to assume
The last breath is the fact
That after death- peace will follow soon
Countless flashing memories
Ready to be set free
From this skin of...treachery
My scars peel off
Erased from my sight
The remains become soft
So this is what...innocence feels like
Destiny is somehow connected
Fate deems to be natural
The circle of the two is perfected
The beginning to the end is...peaceful
I offer and accept my own form of mercy
Before I miss out on forgiving the vulnerable side of me
Splitting and fusing fragments of calming memories
I would like to believe my life was somehow worthy
My tears have aligned wi
UMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 RevampedUMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 Revamped3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Origin: X-Men series
First Appearance: X-Men: Evolution "X-23 (2003)"
Voiced by: Tara Strong
Theme song: ???
Alternate costume: Classic X-23
Stage: Bio Plant Disaster (Shared with Marrow)
Standing light punch, Crouching light punch, Jumping light punch
Standing middle punch, Crouching middle punch, Jumping middle punch
Standing fierce punch, Crouching fierce punch, Jumping fierce punch
Ankle Slice QCF + M
Charged Ankle Slice QCF + Hold M
Decapitating Slice QCF + H
Charged Decapitating Slice QCF + Hold H
Aerial Axe Kick
Crescent Scythe DP + P
Mirage Feint QCB + P
_Sweep The Floor
_Crouching Toe Stabs
_Raging Bull Rush
Rage Trigger QCF + PP
Weapon X's Revenge
Silent Kill QCB + PP + S
Alpha: Stabbing Claws
Date with a Tiny"So after spending just about 3 months with that woman I finally mananged to escape from her clutches. I know right me being 5 inches tall and her being as big as she was how could I have ever gotten out. I mean damn was she a plump girl speically around the hips actually she kind of reminds me of you....Oh thats not to say your fat or anything but lets face it you are a big girl. Well technically every girl is a big girl to me but you on average would be more plump then most girls. So really........"Date with a Tiny1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"GREG!" Gwen yelled out. "How about we stop chating for a little bit and just enjoy the food"
"Yeah Yeah sure I will"
Gwen was to put in plainly bored. It was actually outstanding really when she heard her friend say she would be getting a date with a shrunken man Gwen was ecstatic. The truth though was for a man who had been shrunken and tormented by some insane woman spouting nonsense about godesses for months on end then coming to freedom and revealing himself to the world Gwen e
Progenitus: Soul of AlaraProgenitus: Soul of Alara7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Soul of the World, The Five Cataclysms, The Hydra-God
Supposed creator and aspiring destroyer of Alara
Male, assumed originally, but presently none.
Centuries, possibly even a millennia, old.
This appearance is unknown, though it may be safe to say that he was previously an elf with five heads, since it was stated that he had five heads before Cylia silenced him.
This is Progenitus' present form. When he was forcibly reverted back to his hydra state, Progenitus experienced the Sundering of Alara firsthand, falling into a deep slumber due to the lack of blue or black mana.
God, Elven Protector (for the moment)
Unknown. He is shown to be taller than even the tallest trees in Naya, so he may be roughly 600' tall.
None, due to godhood.
Booty Busting SneakersRoxanne is a gorgeous 25 year old women with a great body, nice curves, and long flowing hair. She works out like it was a religion, and went to the department store to buy new workout sneakers.Booty Busting Sneakers4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
When she got to the store and went to the shoe department she asked the salesperson for recommendations on good workout shoes. "I need something that will work great for running and will can keep up with intense workouts. What do you have? says Roxanne. "Well miss, we just got in this sneaker called "The Sculpter." It's great for a toned body like your and it shapes the legs, backside, and muscles as soon a you put them on," explained the salesperson.
Roxanne, like the shoe when she tried it on, and brought it. She didn't waste anytime trying to them out. When she got home she got dressed in her workout clothes, tight white spandex shorts that fit snug over her 36 inch hips, complete with a tight white top that fit over her C cup breasts.
"Ok, lets see how these do. Hmmm, these feel nice and ti
Isomnia.To the mocking flash of my cell phone clockIsomnia.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The glitter of morning my closed blinds block
In a hunch on a chair or a ball on my bed
Comfortable and comfy but I stay up instead
With paper and pens and paintbrushes I raise
And the stories that unfold on each turning page
Youtube, Facebook, and clicking links
Are the things that keep me from even a blink
Round and round, my thoughts echo and spin
Closing my eyes even seems like a sin
Redbull, pepsi, and midnight snacks
Drinks of sugar in tempting twelve packs
The silence of myself and the embrace of a book
Casting and reeling until sleep's on my hook
They say theres plenty of fish in the sea
But sleep swims deeper than my hook can see
Alone in a dimming desk lamp light
Confronted by morning that stepped through the night
Open curtains, birds with a morning song
It's a shame I had to wait this long.
I.O. The First Escape Part IInternal OutbreakI.O. The First Escape Part I7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The First Escape Part I
What a night it had been. Working the late shift, as well as taking over for Carols afternoon shift on a busy day was tough work. The long night was almost at an end though, soon Cindy would be able to go home and relax. Tomorrow was her day off, and she could hardly wait. As an upbeat rock tune played softly in the background in Js Bar, Cindy waited the tables, taking the empty glasses away on her tray. A few of the usuals sat quietly at the bar, drinks in hand. The work had been hard, but the pay was good as a result, not to mention the tips. She took the last empty glass from the bar which had belonged to a man in uniform, a man from the RPD to be exact. Even though she was tired, she managed to wear her cheerful smile. The officer wearily smirked back, adding a wink as she took the glass. Cindy was used to this kind of gesture.
As she walked back to the sink with glass
A+Pyou bare your muscles,A+P3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
threaded in tight knots, bundled
but beautiful, yours
like those fibrous eyes,
irises in maple coils
unwinding me, as
a glance inside your lovely
skin, bones, nerves, I'd like
to press your pleasure
points, to scrape against your thighs,
my fingers trembling,
the dimples on your
shoulders, enzymes, waiting for
an induced fit, mine,
thumbs brushing your hips,
lips lain softly twixt your veins,
a complex of us,
your latticed, protein-
laden pulchritude, pleated,
folded into sheets,
await just one touch.
RunI need to escape,Run4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need to be free.
I must surely run wild.
I long to laugh and see.
Run, run I shall run out of fear.
I will flee from the threat.
I shall go far not near.
A place that is safe,
That is what I need.
I need no familiar face
So, I take off with speed.
Forget what I have left
For it is surely gone.
Time is running out,
They will be awakened by dawn.
So, I gather my things
And swiftly go away.
There's nothing left for me here
And no reason to stay.
But I'll admit, I'm glad that I'm free.
After years of being controlled, I can finally be me.
Dearly Departed,Dear, dear Nicholas,Dearly Departed,5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've only ever told one person ever what I did to you the night before you died.
He told me over and over to assure me; "Don't blame yourself. You couldn't have known. I'm sure he understood."
There was no way I could believe him, so I pretended I did.
Everybody tells you, never end on a bad note, and what a bad fucking note it was.
At your funeral they all said, we never knew what we had until it was gone, as if they even knew.
They told me I was lucky, one of the last few to see you before you left, when they had no fucking clue.
When people looked back on the days before, they said, we didn't see the clues, we could've seen it coming.
Why did I ignore the voice in my head, that told me, you never know, when your last chance comes.
Was I so naive, so immature, to let a heated temper overrule my love for another.
You taught me something so important. But your death taught me so much more.
Your life taught me what really mattered, and who.
Build God Then We'll Talk (GermanyXReader) PrefaceBuild God Then We'll Talk (GermanyXReader) Preface3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Once upon a time, (Your Full Name) and Daniel Miccile fell in love and got engaged.
(You make think this'll end with "and they lived happily ever after."
But, it most certainly won't.
Let us continue.)
However, their jobs didn't pay them enough to allow them to tie the knot.
So, let us progress two years forward from then.
They have saved up lots of money to finally be wed. Every spare penny, every dime on the ground, and any gift money was donated to their cause.
But then, one night, fiance Daniel Miccile went out to a bar with several of his friends. He was a well-behaved man, so he only had two drinks and then sat down to discuss life with his friends.
Suddenly, a fight broke out between two men. What it sounded like it was about was of course, a woman.
The fight started out to be shouts and insults, but soon got very psychical.
Soon many men foolishly joined in. This was partly caused by their lack of being sober. Other people just thought it was fun.
Daniel ran over and bravely st
I.O. The First Escape Part IIInternal OutbreakI.O. The First Escape Part II7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The First Escape Part II
The police! Kevin excitedly cried out. The voice sounded as though projected through a megaphone, and it was very close by.
Lets get a move on! Mark exclaimed. The three ran for the only door on the new roof. It led them to a small, run down room with only one door and the elevator. They quickly entered, pushing the button for the first floor. In moments, they had reached the bottom. The doors slid open.
That door at the end leads to the city streets! Come on! Cindy beckoned them as she ran ahead to the worn out door at the back of the corridor. She slowly pushed it open, allowing Kevin and Mark to step out in front of her. Kevins face had a renewed sense of hope to it, as he saw a fellow officer guarding the area.
They all jogged up to the man. Yo, Ray! Kevin called out as they approached him.
The man whirled around, shotgun in hand.&
Waking to RealityAUTHOR'S NOTE: I figured I'd stick this here, just in case the beginning of this deters you. Read on before determining that Spike is totally out of character, ok? I promise, it makes sense in the end!Waking to Reality4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Tall and skinny.
Aggressively hunched posture.
It's him, all right. Spike.
I hesitate to think of him that way, but I can't help it. No one loves him like I do, I know that And I know he doesn't feel the same, but I can't help it. He's He's always been 'my Spike'.
Not in a possessive way, though! Just In a way that I care where no one else does. So I'll do what I can to take care of him like no one else does.
Thing is I can't believe he's here. At the tree house I've come here every day for the past two weeks, and he hasn't been here. I doubted he'd ever want to see me again after Well All that
I figured he hated be, but There he is.
HomeIn my head each moment from my past dies over and over again and I dream of everythingHome6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I reach home and the smell makes its way back to me
Kentucky coils up inside of my brain like coconut shavings
Burps of sadness
In the dew of the incurable day
Its hard to re-piece the things
Shaken from the nightmare of time
Visions leading to new visions
Always trailing away from
There is no way to cure
The disease of desire
We who are not starving
Are eating our own hunger
In search of new soil
Desperate to create new life
I have found my skin
Pulled up my skirt in the wind
Gave into the moon
I sat at the mouth
Of this great bird
As it cried and whined and screeched
And I prayed
And let go of the world
Heard tunnels of flame
In your dreams
Burning their way across the bed
AbortionCan't you give me one more day,Abortion11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One last chance?
I could be your little girl,
Your very own child.
I'm your baby,
And I love you.
Don't you love me?
I'm sorry if I hurt you,
Though I don't see how I could.
What have I done to make you hate me?
I'll never get to see you,
Never get to touch your soft hands,
Never get to know you as my mother.
You'll never know what I'm like.
If I'm loud or shy,
Tall or small,
Happy or sad,
Anna has too much to eatAnna has a bit too much to eatAnna has too much to eat10 years ago in Erotic More Like This
Anna didn't know why she was so hungry. She is a relatively thin college aged girl, who spent most of her time studying or doing some casual work. She usually looked after her 110 pound body well, doing running every so often, and had a few boys who are interested in her.
Her latest job has been at a resturant, where she has worked as a waitress. However tonight she accidently knocked over a container of some sort of spice. She didn't know what it was, but took a taste of it. It tasted like heaven to her, so she took a handful of it, while no one was looking, and swallowed it.
Towards the end of her shift she started to get a bit peckish. She felt a little thirsty, so started drinking a bottle of coke. She gulped it down as if she had not had anything to drink for days. She felt her belly starting to pull at her blouse, and felt self concious. So she slowed down and got ready to leave for the night. Walking back home she felt her belly rubbing against her
A Song, A Car, A HighwayAn eyelash falls down his cheek,A Song, A Car, A Highway3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and I wonder-laugh at the unexpected fall.
It’s black against his skin, as pale as my own,
and nearly so as the dust of snow outside the window.
I expect him to hold it out and bid me make a wish,
but he brushes it off his cheek,
and his eyes don’t follow its path to the hand-brake, as mine do.
I want to lean down and grab it for myself because damn,
if he isn’t going to make a wish I could sure use one.
But when I ask him, he grins at me and asks what I would wish for,
when we have such a future in front of us.
For now I’ll keep it a secret, but I do lean close to him and whisper
that we can put that future to the test, and if it’s a good one,
I’ll pay him back in eyelashes.
SaturdayWe slept on the floor when you drank.Saturday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
– Like worried puppies
too small to reach the bed,
and sat with our backs to the wall
by the bathroom while you showered,
we hid car keys,
Peering over ledges,
I watched your listless eyes
wander to windows
thinking of your mother and marriage,
toes curled around the coffee table corner,
and we begged you to sleep.
Zach cleaned the sinks,
the rugs and the ashtrays,
capped the bottles and placed them
high on the shelves.
You woke to cartoons,
a headache, a fresh
pack of cigarettes. –
We never talked on Sunday mornings.
The Time to Sleep - Chapter 1~P~The Time to Sleep - Chapter 14 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Korra curled into her little body, desperately seeking warmth that would not come to her. She was tucked tightly against a brick wall in an alleyway, snow lightly littering the ground around her and sending a chill through her small form.
She would have bent a small fire in her hand to keep herself warm, but decided not to risk it what if someone saw the little Water Tribe girl Firebending? Even though it was unlikely, someone could see her, someone who might be involved with the Equalists, and they couldn't know, no one could that she was the Avatar. If someone found out, she would be in unavoidable danger.
She remembered what her parents used to tell her "Don't let anyone know, Korra. Keep your secret to only yourself." It was by those words that she abided, never letting on that she could bend three of the four elements she needed to be able to. They had told her she had to pretend to only be a Waterbender, and so pretend she did.
ListaEu quero um pouco de pão,Lista4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
um pouco de fé, de solidão.
Quero ter, quero perder
Conhecer os extremos
Eu quero um pouco de paz
Duas ou três noites frias para este mês
E quero também algum tormento
(Só para fazer a paz valer a pena)
E aquela dor ali no canto,
guarda um pouco dela para mim
Que agora o que eu quero
é manchar a felicidade de engano
Aquelas cores, não posso vê-las
Não posso... ou não quero.
E se o choro traduzir os canhões
não passam do ego de alguém que se faz... perdedor.