float onnow I'm thinkingfloat on1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that the moon's smarter than me:
she's in love with the earth
but keeps her distance,
I lose my orbit
when you're not around,
and I find myself without gravity,
waiting for you all night
when I know you'd rather be
DM Breaking Away Pt IDM Breaking Away Pt I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The story takes place no less than a week after a Gru steals the moon. During this short period, he faced another roller coaster of unexpected anxieties!
Having woke up one morning to a Server standing at his door with an assessment paper from the Mayor himself! Gru was horrified to learn that he was getting sued by the city, for 2.5 million in damages for crashing his rocket in the street! The notice stated that if he didn't pay the fine within a month, he'd go to prison! And the timing from this couldn't have been more horrible. For he, Nephario, and the minions were flat broke, having sunk every dime into the rocket, which they were now threatening to scrap piece by piece! And what made matters worse was. . .that if Gru went to prison this time, he would lose the girls permanently. (Who he made sure didn't have a clue to what was really going on.)
Shell ShockedI remember when you left me.Shell Shocked4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Please," I whispered, my lips soft against your ear, "Don't go..."
At that point you pulled away, "But I have to. You know I have to, it's not my wish. It's the government's, I have to fight in this war."
"Run away, and come back to me," I said, pleading with you.
"I can't," was your reply, "They'll hate me if I do. There are rumours that the punishment for running away is "
Quickly, I placed my finger on your lips, "Don't say the word."
"Then I won't."
We kissed. Together, awkward hand in awkward hand, we walked down to the train station. There, waving my old, threadbare scarf, I bid you farewell.
You didn't die in the trenches. At the time of your return I was relieved. So relieved. But now, as I gaze back through the years, I realise I was mistaken. It would've been kinder for you to have died out there, fighting. It would have been noble and right. You should've fallen in the mud, amongst the rotten and broken bodies.
However you s
Seymour's Nightmare"Feed me!" A deep, demonic voice called out as the thunder crashed and lightning flashed, "Food! Food!" Seymour Krelborn scratched his head in annoyance.Seymour's Nightmare6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Lay off, Twoey. Can't you see I'm busy?" He said. The deep voice belonged to a giant fly trap. It was starting to wilt and was dragging on the floor.
"Tough " Twoey muttered. Its nerdy owner heard that.
"Twoey, Watch your language!"
"Grub!!!" The 12-foot tall flytrap groaned in hunger. It was very hungry and it couldn't wait another second for its supper.
"I need some peace and quiet, Audrey II," Seymour retorted, "I have to write a speech for a lecturing tour. It's all about YOU! So you better be quiet, or I tell everyone the truth!" Audrey II pointed a vine and poked Seymour's chest.
"Don't get cute with me, boy! I made ya and I can break ya!"
"Go ahead and break me! You think it's EASY living with the guilt?" The dark-haired human argued with the green vegetable.
"Aw, cut the crap and bring on the meat!" Twoey almost sobbed.
Sexy!? A SuperWhoAvengeMerLock Story"Okay everyone, into the phone box!" said the doctor, walking towards a blue police phone boxSexy!? A SuperWhoAvengeMerLock Story2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"You kinky son of a bitch! I don’t swing that way!" Dean said, completely outraged. Sam threw 'the Doctor' a strange look that bordered on a bitchface
"There is no possible way we would all fit in there" Sherlock said, hardly looking up from his phone. He opened his mouth again and John handed him his phone before he could even ask
"What's a 'phone box'? Merlin?" Arthur said, looking to Merlin. He seemed to have a better grasp on what was happening here.
"Really? You want to get all of us, including giant green rage monster, in there?" Tony said, one eye brown raised over his sun glasses as he pointed to the blue box
"Trust me! You will all fit!"
*** five minutes later***
"Sam! Get your elbow out of my gut!"
"soon as you get your foot off my hand, jerk!"
"Bitch! I'm not standing on your hand!"
"sorry, that was me, but who ever has their knee in my shin, please remove it"
UnchangedUnchanged4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Project Type: Fanfiction (short side story)
Series: G.I Joe / Transformers
Pairing: All undertones. You can read into it, but officially, no pairings. Yet.
Start Date: August 27, 2011
Rating: R for language and some mildly adult situations
A/N: Just a short little exploration into Nexus’ state of mind… also…I couldn’t sleep last night.
3.5 miles… 3.7 miles…
The quiet hum of machinery in the nighttime gym seemed unnaturally loud. Although this was a base for a large scale criminal organization…people still had to sleep. Well, normal people anyways.
3.9 miles…..4.2 miles….
Nexus’s feet pounded against the dark rubber of the treadmill, her eyes closed tight as she calculated her own heart rate, respiration pace, and the speed of the machine as she ran. It was four in the morning in the freezing, empty room full of unused equipment, but Nexus didn’t
Victory losses and win (Short fic Thorki)Victory losses and win (Short fic Thorki)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thor glances at his brother proudly of course, enjoying to be around his brother frequently. He took his hand and grabbed his shoulder gently. “Nice job out there today in the battlefield.” He grins. Loki grins and folds his arms, confident and pride high of course. “Of course brother, after all I am a magician.” He said with a chuckle.
Thor chuckles. “Let us feast and enjoy our victory tonight my brother!” He said. So they went to the food hall and feasted with their friends knowing war will continue tomorrow and this was only a small victory.
Thor held onto his hammer, enemies all around them. He looks towards Loki who seems to be struggling a little bit. He smashed his hammer down as lightning envelopes most of them. His eyes widen, running forward and pushing Loki aside before flashing pain struct through him before everything went blank, silent.
This night was no victory, only handful returned. None of them grateful or enjoying their vic
X92's The Little Immortal Chapter 1A/N: Hello friends! Xem here, coming at you live from my new home on deviantART...okay granted, this account was already being used to plan my stories, but now the stories will reside here as well. Anyways, allow me to present a much anticipated story three years in the making: an expansive fanmake of the 1989 Disney film that ensured the future of quality animation, "The Little Mermaid"! For those of you not already familiar with what I have in store, prepare to have your socks knocked off! Trust me, you're gonna love it. Now without further ado, let's dive right in~X92's The Little Immortal Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Chapter 1: Realms Beyond
"All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them."
In Loving Memory of Robin Williams
We'll Never Forget Your Little Spark of Madness…
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The legend goes that in the age of fairy tales; Humans and their counterpart, the demigod-like beings known as Immortals, lived side-by-side and
DM De burds and de bees. . .DM De burds and de bees. . .5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Welcome to true parenthood, Gru! Another milestone you have to face! Puberty!
"Margo?" Gru asked, looking at his watch. "It's only 11:00am. Why you calling so eurly?"
"Can you come get me from school, please?" Beginning to grow a little concerned, he asked,
"Why? Did something happen?" Now he noticed some hesitancy over the phone. Then a heavy sigh. "Yeah. You might say that."
That's when out of nowhere another woman's voice replied, "Mr. Gru?"
"Speaking?" Gru replied, growing more alarmed by the minute.
"This is the nurse from Margo's school." Again he heard some hesitancy, then she replied in almost a whisper. "You're daughters fine. But she started her first menstrual cycle, and she's not feeling very well. . ."
Upon hearing this, Gru could feel all the blood drain out of his face. Letting out a low groan, a hand sl
The Morning After Part 2The Morning After Part 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Morning After the Night Before
Jensen stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around himself, and walked to the beat up old dresser to find something to wear. He was slightly scared to go downstairs and face Cougar, not knowing exactly what their relationship was becoming. But what scared him even more than that, was having to face Clay. He knew for a fact that Clay was as straight as a two by four, so unless Cougar was lying to him about kissing Clay, he might have to do some apologizing. On the other hand, if Cougar was telling the truth about the fact that Clay happened to enjoy the kiss well Jensen really didn't know what he would do, but regardless the situation was going to be awkward. As he tied his shoes, he began to rehears a short apology in his head, just in case. He started for the door before turning quickly and walking to the mini fridge, sure enough, his room key was sitting on the top shelf. He grabbed the keys, w
101 Questions _Aroh_[101 Questions You Should Be Able to Answer About Your Character]101 Questions _Aroh_8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Character: Aroh Lihst
Affiliation: General Horrorverse
1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?
Aroh J. Lihst. The J is just J. Yes, my middle name is an initial, get over it. I have many nicknames, I hate all of them and no one uses them but Freddy so we'll leave them out.
2. How old are you? When is your birthday?
Eighteen. February 14th. Stop Laughing.
3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?
I was born in California, moved around the U.S a lot. Currently living in Springwood, Ohio. Patriotism?...Um, I guess I like it here, does that count?
4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
My parents are pretty nice/ordinary people. Mom is Ariel Wu, an ordinary homemaker who does charity work, a very smiley woman. Dad is Alan Lihst, physicist, stern face, a tad greedy, but a good heart. Decent parents. I suspect I'd really like them if they had
If a Feminist Were HonestWhat if a feminist were forced to say what’s really on her mind, like Jim Carrey’s character in Liar Liar? This is how a poem by such a feminist might read.If a Feminist Were Honest1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need feminism because…
Women need more,
Scholarships for college,
New business grants,
Even though they already outnumber men,
In college and entrepreneurship.
We need more female CEO’s and political leaders,
But not more women in…
Forestry, sewage, or mining,
Truck driving, or taxi driving,
Or garbage collection,
Or more men on magazine covers,
Or higher-paid male models,
Or fewer men dying on the job,
Or fewer men dying in wars,
Or fewer homeless men,
Or fewer male suicides,
Or fewer men in prison.
You see, men losing is sexual dimorphism,
While women losing is sexism.
Should be made EQUAL to
The most successful men
Whether they earn it or not.
That’s gender equality!
I need feminism because…
Song of Storms LyricsSpinning round, all aroundSong of Storms Lyrics4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Raining, pouring, falling down.
Thunder, rain and wind,
Song of Storms begins.
Let the water drain away,
To a new and brighter day,
Go inside the Well, young Link.
Play the notes, hear the rain,
Let it wash away the pain.
Notes echo around,
Rain falls to the ground.
Hear the song, feel the rain,
Wash away the blood and pain.
Listen to the Song of Storms.
APH: A Result of Love chp 5The morning after, England awoke wrapped in his lover's arms, and pressed tightly against the muscular man's chest. His soft emerald green eyes gazed at America's puppy-like face as he slept peacefully, with some drool dripping from his mouth. England, out of habit, dried his mouth with his own shirt, muttering. "Sloppy git." But he was smiling, and nestled his head under America's chin.APH: A Result of Love chp 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Suddenly, his eyes widened, his face turned pale, he held his stomach with one had, and his mouth with the other.
"B-Bollocks!!" He thought, as he broke free of America's grip and rocketed to the bathroom. "BLEAUUUUUGGGGHHH!!" He vomited as soon as he managed to make it to the toilet.
The emptiness between his arms and sounds of puking awoke the sleeping hero. "Hm?" His cerulean eyes, slowly opened as he yawned and stretched his arms. It took him a few moments to realize his favorite country was missing from his side.
"Eng-" Another sound of vomiting. "Oh!" Realizing here his love was, he put Texas on,
Masque of the Red Death ReviewMasque of the Red Death Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
(We open upon a castle in a dark and seemingly dead land. The Red Death ravages the land,
killing all outside of the castle walls. Inside, HttC holds a masquerade ball for his
friends whom he is keeping safe from the ravages of the Red Death, yet he refuses to let
anyone else in. The guests are dressed in costumes that range from the humorous to the
macabre. They dance, laugh and make merry, a cruel contrast to the wretched fate held upon
the peasants of the land. We see that HttC is a bit uneasy )
HttC: Damn him, there he is again! That inconsiderate Never mind. I shall find out who he
is soon enough, for now I must review the 1964 Vincent Price film, Masque of the Red
A European prince terrorizes the local peasantry while using his castle as a refuge
against the "Red Death" plague that stalks the land. I love the work of Edgar Allen Poe,
really who doesn't? His tales are dark and scary, filled with great stories, characters
and horror. Through the years some of his
Fall From GraceCandles burn, casting haunted shadows on the bare walls of my tomb. Though, I can find no comfort in the silence or solitude of my existence. I walk with demons weighing on my frozen heart - with only dismal memories of life and hope to rescue me from falling away all at once. In the darkness of the soul, I prey on the heavenly essence of those who have yet to live a single life-time. Shrouded by Death's restless wave of vile torment, I seek a path that may lead me to salvation. Never a celestial being, but a fallen prince damned to burn in the guilt of a blasphemous eternity. Forever condemned to wander in the night, and to drink in the emptiness of the dark. Forbidden to gaze again on Apollo's Decent. The only sunset's I may witness dwell in the decaying mirrors of my victims eyes. Blood remains a gift from the Devil - something of an unjust familiarity. A sanguinary resurrection of a beast too wild to tame, too jaded to care. Nevertheless, I accept this unholy chalice, shake his scaFall From Grace5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
HetaGradsHetaGrads4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
THERE IS SOMEWHAT OF A STORY TO THIS.
Yeah, so, it's come to the end of gakuen Hetalia and everyone (somehow) managed to graduate. People are enjoying it especially the North American brothers. All day people have been congratulating them. Canada in particular kept receiving gifts by various nations.
Turning suddenly, nearly knocking of his graduation hat thing, Matthew turned to see his ex appear. "Oh, hey Holland! How are you! Congratulations, btw!"
"Yes congratulations to you too," the Netherlands said. He thrust a giant bouquet of Tulips towards Matthew. "These are for you!"
Matthew took them happily. "Oh, they're beautiful! Thank you!~ But you always get me bouquets of tulips every year even though we're split..."
"That's true but you deserve those most right now I think!"
Matthew would have said that was sweet had his boyfriend not found him at that moment.
"Canada, congratulations!" Gilbert said hugging his boyfriend from behind.
"Prussia! Hi!" Matthew said deligh
The Seventh AliceThe Seventh Alice4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The seventh Alice was a man with beautiful violet hair
Who charmed ladies with his seductive spell
He danced with every woman in his harem
One of them was a girl who mocked and taunted him
The seventh Alice was handsome and full of lust
A jealous man stabbed a poisoned blade in his heart
All the women fled as the duke fell down to the floor
Before he died, he saw the friend who he truly loved
Murder by SuffocationMy breaths come in gasps now and the fear and anxiety set in.Murder by Suffocation4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I struggle against losing consciousness as she sings the soft lullaby that surely marks the end for me.
I choke and cough weakly as life slips away.
She strokes my hand and pulls the pillow tighter over my face.
My mouth and nose search desperately one last time for air to put into my lungs.
Life is slipping, faster and faster as I see treasured memories dance before my closing eyes.
She laughs a dainty laugh as she pulls the pillow even tighter.
My heart beat becomes softer and fainter as all emotions memories and feelings slip away with my heart.
My eyes slide closed as I no longer have the will to breathe or to fight.
The air is gone, my heart has stopped and she laughs and laughs and laughs some more the laugh I had known so well that sounds like silver bells.
The SadistThe Sadist9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He'll slit your throat and wash off in the rain.
He'll stab your back and let you cry in vain.
His only love is his love of your pain.
He dances around the corpses slain.
On your fear, he shall reign.
His random killings are careless.
His cold smile is emotionless.
His dark eyes are soulless.
He is not heartless.
This man is not evil, but sad.
Far down, he is not bad.
At his life, he is mad.
He hurts others to ease his heart.
In his field, he is very smart.
He cannot remember when this did start.
But his pain will never cease.
It is a part of him, a piece.
He begs for some light.
To end his long fight.
The sadist is a lost soul.
Horror Movies ListTOP TEN THINGS KILLING THE HORROR GENREHorror Movies List4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
10) Poor acting in non-campy horror movies
Reason: Out of all the movies I've seen and critiqued the thing most frequent is the amount of bad actors/actresses in non-campy horror based movies. Hostel part one and two fit this because of the over glorified gore and violence doesn't sell for crap acting.
9) The obvious clichés
Reason: All horror has clichés but it seems more repetitive in New Age horror; overly violent, gory, stupid heroes/heroines, explicit scripts, and poor execution. Rob Zombie's remake of 1978 Halloween is an example because the beginning starts out great but towards the end it drifts off and I loose touch of the atmosphere. Lori Strode from Carpenter's version she was strong and smart, in the remake she lacked in strength and seem more defenseless. Strange isn't it.
Reason: You know a bad movie for having a massive budget but a horrible script. Plot-holes are what lessen
For Sora Vampire Lovers prt.3For Sora Vampire Lovers prt.34 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: this story is going down hill and starting to suck
For Sora Lovers Vampire Version
***three hours latter.
"I gotta go guys but i'll meet you here tomorrow 'kay?" You say leaving for your boat at the dock.
"Okay!" Sora yell's to your leaving form. Sora was still blushing due to the fact that you had fell on top of him when Riku (or as you liked to call him, Silver bullet) pushed you onto him.
"Sora do you like anyone?" Riku ask's.
"Uhhhhhhh... yes." Sora replied blushing ever so slightly.
"Is it anyone I know." Riku ask's looking to you. You were standing beside another tree closer to the ocean. Staring into the distance.
"Yes." Sora replies also looking to you. You turn around smiling walking towards them.
"Can i meet them." You ask airhead like. 'you already have' Sora thinks.
"Uh," Riku pushes you onto Sora and you both fall. You ending on top of Sora. You both make a suprised "Eppp." noise as you hit the ground. Sora puts a hand over his mouth (trying to hi
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)1 year ago in Horror More Like This
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile