One Another's Angels, Part 6One Another's Angels, Part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 6: Locket
Trea felt as if she'd just gone through a dryer. She had been buffeted with so much wind she could still feel it on her skin. Groaning in pain, she sat up, putting her hand on her head as it throbbed with pain. It was then that she realized something was wrong. She was lying on a bed that had pale blue sheets and matching quilt. The room she was in was well lit, with a large window that had vibrant blue, translucent curtains with a glittery pattern on them hanging in front of it. There was a dresser against the wall she faced, opposite the foot of the bed, and what looked like a closet beside it. There were hardwood floors beneath her. A mirror hung beside the door.
"What in the hell...?" she muttered, confused and on edge. Out of habit, she reached up and grabbed the chain around her neck, pulling out the locket that hung on it, closing her hand around it.
The locket was pretty, golden in color with blackish detailing. It was shaped like a heart, and then t
Yugioh Fanfiction: MemoriesYugioh Fanfiction: Memories9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Doujinshi: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monster Series
Title: Duel 1: "Memories"
The story of a shy boy, Yugi Mutou who accepted his fate of rescuing the soul of a 3000-year-old Pharaoh, Atemu has finally come to an end.
It has been a year since Yugi and Atemu dueled in the ceremonial battle. Yugi's once fragile yet kinder heart has now become strong. With his best friends, Jounouchi, Anzu and Honda, the beginning of 'his' story has just begun…
*At Yugi's house
A sunny day at Domino City~ Yugi is getting dressed. Suddenly a voice is calling out to him, "Yugi~~ " He looked out the window and saw his friend Anzu waiting for him outside. As expected, he was late again. ^^"
And so he grabbed his schoolbag and said, "I'm coming Anzu! Please wait for me!~~"
But as he stepped out of this room, he turned back and looked at his desk….remembering if he had left 'something' behind.
"…Sennen Puzzle…", he whispered to himself.
However, he quickly shook off the thought and then rushe
An hourglass between his knucklesHe quit smoking because heAn hourglass between his knuckles1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
didn’t like the taste of his own
mortality; bitter, brackish, black
as his lungs. Didn’t like the pull
of nicotine, ashy fingers,
the way a cigarette looked like
an hourglass pinched between his knuckles.
The ashtray began
to fill up again after his wife
died. Every day at first; an entire
pack after her funeral; a box
every three days; one flicker
of light in the evenings spent leaning
on the balcony railing,
watching the city go by through
a veil of smoke and memories.
I bought a pack for him once, just
to use my ID for something.
It’s still sitting on his coffee
table, one cigarette short.
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
Big BrotherBig BrotherBig Brother1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Note: The ages are Jeff’s, Liu is 2 years older than Jeff.
No yaoi, only brother-love)
When I was born, big brother has always been cold to me.
Everyone was celebrating my birth at the party, though, he’s not.
He just standing in the corner, eyeing ones that cheer for me.
Mommy told that he was really happy having me as the younger brother.
She lied. I knew it, even I was young.
I feel his envious green eyes watching me since little.
Although big brother has always been cold to me,
I still love Liu since he’s my big brother.
At the age of 3, big brother has always been cold to me.
Even if I was young, he never played with me.
When mommy or daddy told him to play,
He would ignores them, and went reading in the same room with me.
Liu was really clever, reading really fast at the age of 5.
But he never talk to me, not closely like other siblings.
Mommy was lying, that he’s just a silent kid.
He didn’t like me.
Although big brother has always been
Not Like ThisNot Like This9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yugi had almost missed the advertisement. The only thing that made him pause was the word Millennium that flashed briefly as he stepped over the crumpled piece of paper. He had to stop and pick it up. Reading it, he wasn't surprised that he hadn't heard about the new exhibit at the museum. He tended to keep away from museums and historical sites now. It was just too much of a reminder…it was too painful to dwell on the past. He kept his life together now by thinking forward—it had become much easier to do that as time went by. Surprisingly enough, he had landed a job at Kaiba Corporation a few years ago, much to Seto's distaste at first. Soon though, the young man came to rely heavily on Yugi as a tester for the newest gaming equipment that the corporation invented. Seto could always count on Yugi to test his products to the maximum extent. It also gave him a chance to brag that Kaiba Corp was the choice of the two top duelists in the world. Kaiba still had not beaten Yugi in a duel, n
55 Ways to Upset Javert1. Mock the lawr.55 Ways to Upset Javert3 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Sing Little People nonstop.
3. Tell him that sideburns are stupid.
4. Constantly tell him that it was once against the law to study astronomy, or even stargaze.
5. Point to a random area and yell, "LOOK! IT'S 24601!" Then when he looks in that direction, help whomever he's arresting at the moment run away.
6. Remind him that he practically killed Fantine, which is against the law.
7. Slice up a fresh baguette, and start throwing the pieces at him.
8. The above is recommended to be done while shouting something along the lines of: "HERE'S NINETEEN YEARS' WORTH OF BREAD! EVERY YEAR OF TORTURING MY HOMEBOY VALJEAN TO YOUR FACE! OH! AND HERE'S THE BREAD FROM 1815 TO 1823! EIGHT MORE YEARS OF BREAD! BUT YOU SAID HE'S TEN YEARS ON THE RUN, SO HERE'S SOME MORE BREAD TO TEACH YOU HOW TO COUNT! OH, AND ANOTHER NINE YEARS TO 1832!!! HERE'S YOUR GODDAMN BREAD JAVERT, ARE YOU HAPPY YET?!"
9. Replace his snuff with crushed-up M&Ms. When he's chasing after Valjean again (at lea
I'm a PoetI'm a poet.I'm a Poet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And because I'm a poet,
I have the pride of a poet,
and the background of an artist.
Yes as a poet.
I am overlooked in the group
for the work that is drawn,
and the art that is colored by the painters
I am a writer
and though my words hold power
they are seen as nothing more than words
and never get brought to their original intent
I am a writer
whose every move is watched
whose art is critiqued harsher than others
who's still unknown as an artist
I am an author,
who wears my heart on my sleeve
who leaves everything bare to judgment
who never asks for more than is due
I am an artist,
but I don't always get treated as such
A broken friendshipWe are all going our separate ways andA broken friendship7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will miss the closeness we all once had.
Had the keyword to the past.
How can one moment ruin a lifetime of trust?
Our bond is no longer held together by the fabric of time,
One snip from the scissors tore us all apart.
Can I tell you all I cry at night?
Because we arent together anymore?
I feel lost,
I always looked to each one of you for advice
but time changed, we changed.
One goes with the other
And I get caught in the middle.
I cant stand it anymore
I cry for each and every one of us.
The memories of yesterday are always haunting my mind.
I want us to laugh together.
We act like children trapped in an adult appearance
Its frustrating but can you see that?
Never had you all noticed I tried and still try
To keep us together.
When the world turned us down
We always had our own world to turn to.
Im angry at all of you
But I cant stop these tears from falling.
So my night will turn to d
Zhuns personal art tips 9Zhuns personal art tips 93 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I troll DA often and I come across alot of people who really crave some good art direction for themselves. Alot of people just don't know what to do or how to discipline themselves to improve their artwork/art journey. I remember when I was new to DA and at the same time new to taking artwork seriously (art school and such) that I was at a total loss at what I was doing. I had no direction, nobody would offer any advice and worse yet I was way too inexperienced to figure out that I had to ask for help. I didn't know about getting help lol. So, I was wondering around aimlessly for years.....yes, YEARS! I know at least one of you can vouch for that, as you followed me along my art journey.
So, with that said, I also don't notice any of these floating around DA. This isn't a guide to getting popular. If you're here to be popular, chances are it wont happen (because thats how karma rolls), or you'll achieve it but it will come with great sadness (drama)
1. How to draw wolves, or
Passionate EmbersThe Mirror Universe.Passionate Embers4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A world where the crews, ships, and races therein are the polar moral opposites of the orignals in the prime world.
Leonard Mccoy finds himself backing up against a wall in their own Sick Bay.
But this Mccoy isn't the one native to this world.
Hours ago, an ion storm managed to switch most of the senior crewmen of the U.S.S. Enterprise, of the ship he knows, with those of the I.S.S. Enterprise, the ones native to this savage world.
Here, everybody's fighting for advancement, killing each other left and right and conquering other races and planets with brutality and horror.
Even his counterpart, this world's Leonard Mccoy, had torture devices, rather than surgical tools in his office.
Now, his Kirk and their landing party may be able to return to their own universe.
But if Mccoy's stalled any longer, he'll be stranded here, on a world in which he knows nothing.
And his evil twin will be loose in his world.
But, he had to stay behind.
He had to help this universe's S
Dont let the dreams die...An unreal feeling it didn't really hurt, not when it slid in between the ribs in her back, nor the twisting motion or when the sharp edge seemed to damage one lung. She didn't even get scared as she sank to the ground. She tried to move her legs but, she wasn't sure if it worked. It was hard to breathe and something bubbled up in her throat. There was a ruckus, a scream and a gunshot. At least she thought it was a gunshot. Then there was the sound of feet in the stairs and then in her view she saw those feet. She tried to speak his name as he came closer but it just caused her to cough. It was still possible for her to move her arms and hands. Her arms had laid along side her body and when she brought one up to wipe what ever she had coughed up from her mouth she saw the underside of the arm was colored by something red. He had dropped a phone at her side. Who had he called?Dont let the dreams die...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A drop hit her in the head and she looked up. Did he cry as he tried to take her up in his arms to hold
The Choice, A MU Spones FicAnother assassination.The Choice, A MU Spones Fic4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spock and his two Vulcan guards walk down the corridor of the I.S.S. Enterprise.
Terran redshirts and ensigns look at Spock with a mixture of fear and respect.
It was more logical to assume fear, since if he showed even a second of weakness, he would lose his life.
The trio stops short of the entrance to Sick Bay.
His target: Doctor Leonard Mccoy, Chief Medical Officer of the I.S.S. Enterprise, accused of treason against his Captain.
"Stay." Spock utters as his two Vulcan Guards turn their backs to the door, standing vigilant guard over the entrance.
This was one assignment Spock was hesitant to accept.
For he had his eyes on the Doctor for quite some time.
Now, Mccoy was NOT an admirable man.
He had killed the original Medical Officer, M'Benga, to receive this job.
He has raped a countless number of his female patients before, during, and after operations.
He has also tried to assassinate Kirk on two occasions, both of those attempts quelled by Spock.
It was ill
But now time will destroy us.It was never easy.But now time will destroy us.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had never been.
If it was for him...
Starscream knew he would do anything for him. Not for anyone else. But for him.
The red and white seeker looked up his leader.
"What now, Starscream?"
Said mech shrugged and smiled a little.
"Nothing, my liege", he said but didn't turn his gaze away. Megatron stared at his second in command for a while, expression of confusion and disgust mixed on his faceplate.
"Hrmph", the Decepticon leader turned his head away, dismissing Starscream.
Looking to the ground again, the seeker held back painful liquid that threatened to flow from his optics.
It never got any easier.
My Heart Breaks at the Sound of My Babys Cries ch2Naruto blinked. What happened? Oh yeah he thought I passed out. He brought his arm up to cover his eyes as he got his bearings. Okay who was there? Right Lee, TenTen, and .Sakura. He knew he had a lot of explaining to do. He didn't want to. They will have noticed now that the kyuubi wasn't healing him. Even with the saving grace of Koichi's parents the shuriken had sliced him. After that was a red blur, he had lost it again. It was the first time in four years about. He remembered hearing Koichi's cries and how no matter what the kyuubi couldn't heal him. Something was wrong with the seal he had realized. Tsunade is going to freak!My Heart Breaks at the Sound of My Babys Cries ch23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well we have to do something the kid hasn't stopped screaming!" Ino sounded tired. Cries finally reached Naruto's ears. Koichi was hungry.
"Yes but Naruto " Sakura didn't know what to say. What was there really Naruto had a kid that wasn't his and a body that wouldn't heal. It was quite the little mess. Naruto smiled as he slowly sat up and swung
Sea of color, that I am destined to rule.A sea of color, a bright colored sea,Sea of color, that I am destined to rule.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Orange, yellow and tan, don't forget green.
The blue of the sky, the purple of the lilies.
I am destined to rule,
Over this heaven-forsaken sea. Destined to rule,
Because my color is the highest.
It's hard to find my color at all,
In this sea I'm destined to rule.
STFU in Vulcan - 5+1Title: STFU in Vulcan - Five Times Spock Kissed a Member of the Crew, and One Time Spock Kissed a Member of the CrewSTFU in Vulcan - 5+14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: As per usual, star trek is not mine
Warning: teeny bit of language. and random spock kisses. :3
A/N: For this Prompt on the st_xi_kink_meme: http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink_meme/11004.html?thread=9960188#t9960188
It was not surprising to find Captain James T. Kirk talking someone's ear off about some strange subject. It had been interesting to Spock at first, even fascinating, and he had listened just to learn more about his Captain. Now, however, the whole thing was getting old, especially when he was retelling the story about that one blonde and that other brunette in his tactical class that he had told everyone at least a dozen times over, or something that the doctor had injected in him that had been decidedly painful again. Spock had taken to ignoring the man completely after the first
Character - Fortune AdjusterCome in, boy, come in. No, I will call you boy. The carnival manager is Boy to me too, do not think yourself so high and mighty. Come in, you want your fortune told by the old circus hag, yes? Come in, sit here, let me peer at you in the shade. You want your future told? A simple task, for I have already seen it in my inner eye. But more than simply tell, I will change. In truth I am not a teller of fortunes, but an adjuster.Character - Fortune Adjuster4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The youth of today, worried about the future, ha! The future happens over and over, will happen just as it has happened. All I need are your anchors, the things deciding your future. For example, that pretty little thing you left outside, she is no anchor. She will change you, yes, she will eat up your pocketbook! I saw her, I saw her jewelry and fake breasts. No, look at me, not at her. You did not bring her into the tent, you do not see her as part of your future, yes? She is a fun little fling, am I right? Oh, you think it shameful for me to speak of such thing
The scene of the crimeThe scene of the crime3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The scene of the crime. That was where he ought to be. There. Where it happened. Seeing for himself. Investigating. Taking charge. Taking the case by the scruff of the neck, by God. At the scene of the crime."
- H.R.F. Keating, Filmi, Filmi - Inspector Ghote
The only sound in the room was the darkhaired woman's short, panicked breaths. She whimpered, pulling at the tethers that bound her to the radiator. Her wrists were bloody after all her attempts to get free but she couldn't really feel the pain anymore. Her body was hurting and she is covered in bruises, bitemarks and cuts. With her feet being just as tightly bound as her wrists she couldn't move around much and when the man left he put something over her eyes, hindering her from seeing. She had pleaded with him ever since she came around but to no avail. Each time she spoke or uttered a sound, any sound, he had hit her…in the end she bit her tongue – no matter what he did. He had said…that he would let
Enemy no more-DusknoirXGrovyleI really despise him. I mean REALLY! I hate him, despise him, I want to see him suffer in the worst pain possible. Normally I just need to look at him to feel the urge to rip his intestines out.Enemy no more-DusknoirXGrovyle5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But what is this feeling I have now?
He had taken the leader role as it'd be the most natural thing in the world. Of course I led him, because arguing wouldn't help me in gaining his trust.
My plan went smooth in the beginning. He believed my story about being abandoned and agreed to travel with me. At first he was very cautious around me and never turned his back to me for longer then two seconds, but bit by bit he began to trust me.
It wasn't until Dark Ice Mountain Peek that everything went wrong.
When we arrived, Grovyle looked around and then turned to me.
"It seems like this is the pinnacle. And it looks like the trail heads down the mountain from here. It should be much easier."
As he walked away I followed slowly... until I noticed the chunk of ice hovering about Grovyle
Dragon's Eye Sneek PeekIt was 10 oclock at night at the Toddson residence. Crickets were chirping cheerfully in the warm summer air, quietly playing their soft, familiar tune. A cool night breeze occasionally blew past, ruffling the leaves on the trees for a moment before continuing on its way. A golden retriever sniffed about, looking for some small furry animal to harass. Inside the faded white farmhouse around which all this was happening, a sleepy Maddy Toddson was watching TV.Dragon's Eye Sneek Peek6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
While her eyes were glued to the screen, she absent-mindedly fingered the pendent around her neck. She felt the cold silver of the necklace rub across her fingertips; a stark contrast to the strangely warm gem trapped beneath the cage of silver. The gem was about an inch around, and seemed to contain all the colors of the rainbow, and yet have no color at all. She had received it from her grandfather for her birthday; there w
Everybody knows this is nowhereSorting second hand carsEverybody knows this is nowhere1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
it was just a robot,
as we flicked off the radio,
sick of the hard rock
we'd been bouncing to for miles.
Joe was playing with his lighter,
a nice piece, skull-shaped.
We got out, circled it.
When he moved in, a little dust
was blowing up off the ground.
Its body suit caught quickly.
We watched it striding away
across the desert, flame-
swept, a dwindling candle.
We were kids. Just kids.
Do You Even Love Me? A Miguel x Tulio fanficMiguel woke up and felt sore after his night with Tulio. He smiled and blushed remembering it. The intense feelings, the love, the lust,and the passion. He noticed Tulio was`nt in bed so he got up and got dressed then went upstairs and saw something horrible. Tulio was making out with Chel. Miguel started tearing up and ran downstairs crying.Do You Even Love Me? A Miguel x Tulio fanfic2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"How could he do this," He cried out loud "How could he just..just....use me!!"
He sat in bed and cried until Tulio came downstairs and saw Miguel and ran and hugged him. "What happened?" He asked softly. Miguel pushed Tulio to the ground and yelled, "You should know you son of a bitch!! I saw you with Chel!!!" Tulio`s eyes widened and he hugged Miguel tight.
"Miguel im so sorry. I didn't mean to. She kissed me first and...." He said
"And what? You decided *Oh let me make out with her cuz I have a boyfriend*?" Miguel yelled
"No! I just.....I just fell into it. I don't even love her" Tulio confessed
""Bullshit," Miguel said tearing up again "Did la
Tomorrow Is My Funeral iThe dye was all over the sink.Tomorrow Is My Funeral i3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dave acted as if he didn't see this. But he definitely felt it trickle down his neck, leaving a grey sheen on his skin, and absorb into his t-shirt. His shoulders were damp, and the clean, white fabric had dirtied. He barely looked at it though. He insisted on dying his hair all by himself - Bro wasn't allowed to help with that - and he did, late at night when no one was awake and the last of the tobacco in Dad's pipe was burnt out.
The digital clock informed him it was two am. Dave barely looked at the green, uniform numbers flickering on the clock's face. He looked in the mirror, and ran a hand through his hair. He had considered saying he wanted to bleach his hair, and simply not dye it all. But then Bro had reminded him that Dad might notice the way his roots weren't growing back black. So he kept dying it. Waste of dye, this night. He was only redoing his roots, after all.
Dave touched those roots gently, before letting his hand drop back down to res