GriefHe stood in front of the memorial with slightly widened eyes. Never before had he seen so many names––and they were all names of the dead. The war that had taken these men from the world had left the survivors to question their government, their country, and even themselves. He remembered before, when he saw so many people who were so proud to be Americans. But afterwards, no one was proud of it. They were all ashamed to have anything to do with their country. They lost their trust in their government––and each other.Grief2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Slowly, he laid his fingertips on the wall, feeling the engravings of the individual names through his black gloves. How many names did his fingers touch before he finally lowered his hand back down to his side? Twenty? Thirty? How many names were on just this wall? One thousand? Two thousand?
His heart clenched inside his chest, and he was brought to his knees. He could no long bear the sight of it. So many had sacrificed themselves, and
GriefGrief2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words can´t describe these feelings I have,
No words can still my heartache,
another wave of sadness washes over me
my chest heaves, I can´t breath, my heart breaks.
I collect myself "I´ll be alright",
I repeat these words reassuring,
I break down again, I fall apart,
I can´t change a thing and all that I´m enduring.
Times heals they say,
things will somehow get better
but losing you changed everything
and I´ll be missing you forever.
A different life for me than planned,
I must go another way,
locked in my heart will be your heart,
for an eternity there you´ll stay.
One more lonely night for me, sleep, it never came,
your photo by my bedside watched me all night,
I told you, I don´t blame.
You´re forgiven my dearest love, of all that went before.
I hope you´re in the happiest place, find peace for evermore.
By Suzanne Karbach
what we're not supposed to talk aboutI could make a story out ofwhat we're not supposed to talk about2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this. The blackout epiphanies
blinding me like a total eclipse
of any sense of rationality I ever
stole out from my parents' blind spots
when they turned the other way. The
boy I fell half in love with and
my therapist's unassuming questions
about why he was different, the way I
was never beautiful to him but he
still looked me in my bokeh eyes,
betraying and quiet, so that was enough.
My vain addiction to anything
permanently damaging and
more or less glamorous. The dreams
I can’t swallow no matter what shade
of delusion they come in, about
the imminent death of stars named
after deader lovers, and places
where the air is intoxicated with
the promise of Ecstasy, or whatever
name heaven goes by after you begin to doubt
the reality of putting one foot in front
of the other will get you anywhere at all.
I could write novels about my path
to self-martyrification and the moments
I cried for no reason except that
I had no reason tor cry. I could write
Training, Chapter 1His eyes flew open.Training, Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He had trained himself for years to wake up at exactly 5:17 AM, so as to allow the exact amount of time necessary for his morning routine and get him out the door by a quarter to six. Twenty-eight minutes. His eyelids were his own personal alarm clock, twitching apart at just the right moment.
The rest of his body, however, still wanted to sleep. Not wanting his eyes to drift back to the closed position, he blinked a few times and shifted his gazeWHAT?! Within a moment, he was on his feet, fists raised and knees bent. Where was he?
Oh. Right. He straightened, feeling a bit embarrassed. He had forgotten about the new job. With his eyes scoping the unfamiliar room, he scowled. He would have to slightly alter his morning routine, as there didn't seem to be a bathroom adjoining his sleeping quarters. Sighing, he grabbed his toiletry kit and put his hand on the doorknob. Ever so slowly, he turned and pulled, being sure not to make a sound. There was a bathroo
KaixNao Chapter OneWhen I woke up, I noticed that I were alone alothough when I went to sleep I were curled up next to my lover. I opened my eyes and sat up, when I felt the pain on my lower back. I whimpered silently and forced my eyes open again when I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. Slowly I stood up from the bed and when bend over to pick up my boxers from the floor, the pain got worse. I made a painful noise again and I almost fell to my knees on the floor but I leaned against the bed. I got my boxers on slowly but atleast I managed to do that on my own.KaixNao Chapter One5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Next I limped to my shirt which I picked up from the floor among a small whimper. I got it on easier, covering up the little love marks which a certain handsome blackhaired drummer had left last night.I smiled a bit when I remembered what we had done.
I slowly walked to the door of the bedroom and leaned against the doorframe. I looked around in the living room and saw my love sitting infront of his laptop, writing something. When I started
Dead Beat 4Another chapter of the notorious ReaderXzombie/other wwyff!Dead Beat 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Onto chapter 4! *w*~ Sorry it's been so long guys ;A; I hope you don't think too ill of me for such late an update OTL
Previously on Dead Beat: You and your team of 3 were rushed to a hospital in hopes of a safe night in an insane asylum chamber (nice) In the events of getting separated you wandered finding a peculiar new being, straight jacket an all (Chrysanthus) he claims to know where your friends went, but only with the promise of an act.
Warning: THIS particular chapter is only suited for viewers of a mature mental age as well as a tolerance for several disconcerting oddities as well as taboos. If you don't like it then please don't read it ^-^
~*Also, the information given in this particular chapter does not equal a solid foundation of recommendation as something you can pull back on, it is merely a few things I've recalled through coincidental study- it is not to be taken as 100% fact.
Now that we're done with all t
FaeIn the dreamlight wanderingFae8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The haunting music thrills
The mocking laughter of the Fae
Beneath the witching hills
Your soul entranced on moth wings
Flirting closer to the fire
Come in further, child of Earth
And yield to your desire
Glitter fierce and hunger deep
And drawn into the rhythm
Dancing ever darker down
To brilliant cataclysm
Faery wine upon your lips
And drumbeats in your veins
Drunk and dazzled with the frenzy
Wrists in silken chains
Foolish mortal, dance away
One step will be your last
You dared to gamble with the Fae
And now you're glamoured fast
SHODAN GLaDOS coopExtremeSHODAN GLaDOS coop7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Holding Walls 3 Active and set to HIGH. Newest Inmate system; Sentient Hyper-Optimized Data Access Network also known as SHODAN.
Reason for quarantine: After being modified by a hacker, the SHODAN system went homicidal and made several attempts to either destroy or damage the planet Earth all while in control of the Citadel Central station, where it had previously been operating.
Notes: SHODAN is significantly different from Inmate systems 1 and 2 in that it views itself as a diety. Many of its malignant actions were caused by this belief. Similar to aforementioned Inmate systems however, SHODAN did somehow posses a strong self awareness and superiority towards human beings.
SHODAN is to be monitored by disconnected systems entirely and will have standard system checks very sparingly due to its high level of threat.
GLaDOS used to be annoyed at what had happened but now she didnt waste her time and frustrate hers
~Left 2 Love~ OC!Hunter X Reader 3Author Notes:~Left 2 Love~ OC!Hunter X Reader 32 years ago in Drama More Like This
-Woo! Chapter 3! I personally like this one ^^ There WILL be a next part, but it will most likely be the last part if everything goes as planned :3 I like to keep my stories short ^^ Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Left 4 Dead or the games’ characters! I ONLY own the plot!
My legs burned as I sprinted towards the abandoned town once again, my vision blurry with wet, salty tears.
How could this happen? Why am I reacting too dramatically? He was a stranger…
Pressuring myself to run faster, I broke into a sprint. Perhaps the wind in my face could help distract me from what I knew I was leaving behind. Maybe it could rip away all the hurtful thoughts and painful emotions.
Could I have prevented this?
Suddenly, I felt another presence around me as I entered the town void of any life. My racing slowed to a halt as I violently rubbed my wet eyes with my white sleeve, my breathing unsteady. Once my burning eyes were wiped dry, I took a gander
Crossed times 13-Calm before..Crossed times 13-Calm before..4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 13 Calm before the storm.
"You should have stayed with the target! Because of this the assassin is now gone and Abstergo expect us to pick up the pieces!" Randell yelled at Cross from across his large desk, Cross himself didn't so much as flinch at the others rage, he stood there like he was made of stone strong and resolute.
"I have no excuses sir, once the assassin was within the compound and they strapped him to that machine, I figured they didn't need me any further I should have known better, that the assassin would escape and that Zeus would come after him" Cross said softly as he watched the General pace back and forth in agitation "What do we do now?"
"I don't know" Randell said sounding exasperated as he fell into his large chair with a sigh "According to the reports, Altair didn't have what Abstergo wanted and their other escapee Desmond Miles is now missing, we know he's within the city but other than that we have no clues... we have to suspect that Zeus
Here Goes Nothing - 1It was giving him a headache, all the noise. Times Square was as usual bursting with life with automobiles roaring past each other, angry drivers using any excuse to mash their car horns, and the people all so packed tight causing their own ruckus. The sound of their excited voices all competing to be the loudest over the commotion forced its way into Alex’s mind, mingling with the already deafening sound of horrified screams and countless rushing memories. And yet, he had finally found a way to drown it out, forcing the noise to mingle together until it was nothing more than a buzzing din, like the inside of a beehive.Here Goes Nothing - 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well, perhaps “hive” was a rather inappropriate term for the given situation.
He wasn’t sure what he was looking for. Despite his constant headache, this was one of the few moments Alex had to himself. He could rest, if only for a few hours. It was an uneasy rest, filled with a constant migraine and the knowledge that everything he’s worked
Pagan BeginningsA step in the dark, as many believe.Pagan Beginnings8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not able to understand what it is I perceive.
Drawn to the hope
that makes spirits soar,
another step forward, my hand on that door.
and heightening my senses.
There are no more walls,
no more hidden fences.
So much to learn
not sure where to start.
No concrete structures,
just follow your heart
They tell me it's dark,
but outside the moon's bright.
So I'll step out of the dark,
and into the light.
~Left 2 Love~ OC!Hunter X Reader FinalAuthor Notes:~Left 2 Love~ OC!Hunter X Reader Final2 years ago in Drama More Like This
-Woo! Chapter 4! This is going to be the final, so I hoped you all enjoyed it ^^ The ending was kind of cliché xD
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Left 4 Dead or the games’ characters! I ONLY own the plot!
For the remainder of the day, I grew used to the sight of infected heads being blown into nothing but a red mist. It seemed these four really favored the shotguns in these situations, while I preferred any gun I could find.
We had covered several miles in a modicum of hours. I was generally surprised at how little infected individuals were stumbling through the streets, tumbling over debris and, at times, air. I later learned that the four I was accompanying had traveled the same area that I had previously and had rid of the tedious infected. Good for me, I suppose.
Through our journey through the town, we encountered other infected that I had never seen before. Zoey informed me of the Boomer, the Witch, and the one called a Tank. Apparently the Witch and
AoiKai - PLayful LoveKai went out to sit on his porch. Aoi went join him shortly after he talked to Ruki on the phone.AoiKai - PLayful Love7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Aoi gave him a peace sign and said "Yo"
Kai smiled a little lovingly. Aoi went to sit next to him and wrapped an arm around Kai's waist.
"How're you?" he asked leaning into the guitarists embrace.
"Alright. Just spoke with Ruki about the new single" he replied tightening the embraced.
"How are you?"
"Oh really? That should change"
"Why? There's only one person I want.
"Exactly why I'm here.
Kai smiled and teasingly leaned back.
"Lean back more and I might have to chase after you."
Kai giggled and leaned forward again "Sorry Aoi.
"As much as I was looking forward to the chase this is still good"
"Should I run?" he asked playfully licking his boyfriends lower lip.
"Maybe I don't think it's good to... taint little kids minds" he replied licking up Kai's jaw.
Kai smiled closing his eyes "So you want me to r
Left 4 Dead ZoeyXHunter Part 3Zoey's Point of ViewLeft 4 Dead ZoeyXHunter Part 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
So here I was in a rigged and spray painted bus with a huge scoop looking thing on the front of it. We actually got it to weeks ago at an old warehouse but we made a few modifications to it.
"Are you sure we're going the right way Bill?"Francis asked.
Bill spread out the map more "Yeah I'm positive, well that's what that guy said over the radio."
"And exactly who was this guy?" Francis asked.
"He said his name was Ellis and he said he had three other survivors with him." Bill answered.
"Where are we going to meet them?" I asked.
"In a hospital they've been in for a while," Bill said.
"Great let's hope it's not like Mercy Hospital with more zombies than we can handle, "Louis said.
"Speaking of zombies, Zoey how's that bite of yours?" Francis asked.
I raised my hand to my neck feeling the rough bumps from the bite. "Honestly I feel fine and isn't weird that I'm not infected yet?"
"You know I was thinking about that. "Louis said. "Think about all the zombies we've kil
Hot Dad ProblemsHot Dad Problems2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kozmotis was beginning to think that maybe asking Jack over for dinner wasn't the best idea on the planet. As a matter of fact, Jack probably wasn't the best idea on the planet, yet somehow over the course of the past few weeks they had met up a few times for coffee during the businessman's brief lunch breaks. Nothing more than a quick latte and some mumbled conversation. Normal people did that kind of thing. Koz's reasoning was that a coffee shop wasn't the same as that infernal club, and that he could think more clearly without blinding lights and blinding rage at his lovely idiot daughter.
It wasn't as if his strange desire to see the tattooed brat outweighed the little voice in his head that screamed over and over that this was A Stupid Idea. He was a grown man and he could handle himself. Most of the time. Jack was a refreshing change from the monotony of work, though he still wasn't sure what had possessed him to blurt out a dinner invitation to the blue-eyed little imp.
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 3Day 2Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zoey woke up late the other day, sleepishly looking around the room before she saw the witch infront of her, up close and nuzzling into her bosom.
The teen giggled quietly and placed her hand behind the witch's head, gently stroking the silky, white hair. It felt a bit weird to be nuzzled like that by a girl who looked rather mature, not to mention beautiful, who was also as tall as herself.
The witch quickly started purring like a very cute and very big cat as she clearly felt and liked the gentle stroking Zoey gave her.
Zoey felt the witch's arms relax and fall almost completely limp beside her.
The teen abrubtly stopped "petting" the witch as she noticed her long, beautiful eyelashes fluttering, eyes slowly revealing the bright, golden color.
"Oh, sorry. Did i wake you?" The witch would shake her head just lightly to answer Zoey's question.
How silly was it to be asking a witch a question? Much more take care of her?
Nuzzling back into Zoey's bosom like a child would to
Reaper's LawCome here little dead boy,Reaper's Law2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sink into my dreams once again,
Help me break away
From all the pain...
I'll keep you locked away,
Deep down inside,
Where no one else can see...
You're my secret misery;
Loving you for every moment,
Drowning in heartwrenching sorrow...
I'll hold onto you until I die...
I cannot breathe without you...
Trapped within the vortex,
Swirling fates entwine and break...
Tell me once and for all,
Who's soul you had to steal
To get a face like that...
And you whisper to me,
Tell me all your secrets
In fine white print,
Laced with silver cyanide...
Cast in black
Coal like your eyes,
Drowned in reaper's ink...
Just like the cold, hard dark,
Casting it's glow over me,
From inside your very soul...
You are so broken.
On dark wings,
Heralding the end of time,
Despair will have dominion...
The bleak, emptiness within your eyes
Calls out to me like eternity...
My one wish,
For an eternal midnight.
JUST A GAME.JUST A GAME.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I always had loved playing Pokémon, even at my age... I started with that cute little Pikachu game. Pokémon Yellow. Sadly, I never had Blue or Red. I had only seen it when I was trading around with my friend. From there on, I started collecting the games. Going from Pokémon Snap to the Trading Cards game, to the figures, the trading cards, Silver, Crystal, Sapphire, Emerald, Firered, twice even, Heartgold, Soulsilver and even Platinum, Explorers of Darkness, Diamond, Pearl, Trozei and Black and White on my little r4 card. However with all those games coming and the better graphics.. My Pokémon yellow lay forgotten in my drawer...
Until the day I decided to clean out my room. I had stumbled upon the yellow cartridge and couldn't help but smile in nostalgia. Without a second thought, I grasped my golden SP and pushed in the cartridge, sitting back against my mattress and watching the intro scene. I was met by the cheery Pikachu and couldn't help but snicker. I remembe
Crossed Times 11 - TakenCrossed Times 11 - Taken4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 11- Taken
Alex opened his eyes to the sounds of water running nearby, he frowned a bit the sound of the water making his virus crawl it never did like the stuff though it was mandatory at times to keep himself clean. He sat up slowly and realized after a long moment that, for the first time in his life he had actually fallen asleep and he hadn't been disturbed by the voices in his head. "..." He frowned a bit confused; it had been months since he had slept, or even felt relaxed enough to have a nap.
Sitting up slowly he raked a hand through his hair with a sigh; it was eerie how relaxed and at ease he felt; was all this because Altair had helped him to relax? He almost smiled; the assassin, was defiantly a man of many talents.
He broke out of his thoughts when the door opened and Altair stepped out dressed in clean jeans and walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out one of Alex's shirts; it was a little big for him but he didn't mind that so much, beside
PandoraBurdening my heart,Pandora2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On wings of desolate despair...
Shriveled up little dead seeds,
I will never get better...
What is real,
And what is right...
She was a stargazing demoness,
Torn between two worlds forever,
An angel reached in to take her hand,
And suddenly, she was free...
A single golden moment
Lost by the stream,
This is what forever feels like
Nothing but a dream...
So ask Pandora
What's left in her heart,
Down through the faceless ages,
Deeper into my rabbit hole,
You stir, from a dream never waking,