Little Bon ProblemsLittle Bon Problems3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I think I'm gonna die in this heat." groaned Ryuji Suguro, aka Bon, as he trekked through the muggy, humid forest. The young, bulky-built man was sweating nonstop; his black shirt clinging tightly to his upper body. Bon used his arm to wipe off his forehead as he glanced over his surroundings. His supposed partner, Rin Okumura, was nowhere to be seen. "That guy I told him not to run off! We're hunting down a demon that's caused the disappearances of over a dozen people. No one better come crying to me when that idiot joins them."
The sixteen year-old continued maneuvering around trees and bushes, occasionally glancing up at the afternoon sky. They'd been in this forest for over four hours now it wouldn't be long until night fell. Hopefully that demon appeared soon so the two of them could start heading back. Several more minutes passed; the only sound to keep Bon company being the flapping of wings above him and the crunch of leaves under him. All of a sudden, however, the y
The Banquet of the Goddess Once Mother Earth and Father Time were referred to as simply the Mother and the Father. Between them they created all of life and all of death.The Banquet of the Goddess3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Mother chose to bear Life. She chose to create Beauty where there was once emptiness, and tend to the happiness of all Her creations. She did this all, her heart filled with Love.
Thus She became known as Mother Earth, bringer of Life and joy, food and shelter, Life and Love.
Where Mother Earth desired to bring happiness to all, the Father demanded power. He sought control through fear, through taking from creation the very gifts that Mother Earth gave with so much Love. His obsession introduced Death, Sadness, and Hate.
He became Father Time, holding a power which kept all living things in fear of the clock and the time they had left on the Earth.
For many years Mother Earth and Father Time balance
A meeting in TokyoA meeting in Tokyo2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I looked up from my book; somehow, I'd been so engrossed in reading I hadn't noticed that I hadn't noticed that the train had dashed through a half dozen stations, headed into the heart of the metropolis. This guy, compared to almost everyone on the train…looked almost unreal, a video game character or idol fallen to earth, and, glancing over at the other side of the train, I could see a few girls pointing, their fervent conversation masked by the onward passage of the train. A couple of studs in his ear, another couple in his face, his hair messy, mostly dyed blonde, but for directly over his left eye, where it was dyed bright, almost tomato red. A slight grin, exposing a mouth of relatively normal teeth, though, through fighting, or decay, one of his canines was entirely missing.
'Mind if I sit here?'
I stared at him for a few seconds. It looked like a cosplay. No-one could possibly wear that from day to day. Yes, that must be it. And after all, this train did pass through Hara
It Gets Better (My Story)Hello, my name is Cas, and this is my story.It Gets Better (My Story)3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Growing up, I never heard or knew much of the LGBT community. I was a church-going girl, a strong Christian, and I was blindly taught by my family how things were and how to live life. I remember once asking a member of my family why two men or two women could not marry one another, and the answer that I was told was 'because gay people cannot stay in long-term relationships, and if they could get married then they would all just be getting divorced all the time'. At the time it did not sound right to me, but I did not question.
In the third grade, my parents had a horrible divorce. My father was sick of the stress that my mother's constant illnesses caused, and he was tired of dealing with her mood-swings which had lead to her attempting suicide three times while I was a child. I was taken from my home in the country and moved to a somewhat larger city with my mother and grandparents. During this time, my father got back into theater. He wo
:EnGarde- Ch 8::EnGarde- Ch 8:3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hey! Are you free? Alec stared at his phone hopefully until Caleb responded:
Sorry I'm on my way to practice… ):
Alec frowned, flipping his phone shut and throwing it on his bed. He hadn't seen Caleb for weeks and it was starting to make him depressed. The last time he'd dropped Danni off at practice, Caleb had been passed out in the locker room. One of the instructors had told him it was the prodigy's hour break and that he'd been training there since 7 in the morning, so Alec hadn't woken him.
Alec looked up when someone knocked on the door to his room, breaking his train of thought.
"Alec? Can you take Danni to fencing?" His mom's voice called through the door. Alec wanted to see Caleb so badly, he immediately answered with a yes.
Danni didn't talk to him at all in the car or when they got to the fencing club. When he walked through the door he instantly looked toward the strips for Caleb. He was there, leaning against the
Would You?People are your business.Would You?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People with weak minds and desperate hearts.
Those without hope or a prayer in this world
come to you with their pleas.
And you're there to ease their pain...but for a price.
Anyone who wants something has to give you something in return.
Is it gold? No, you want something more valuable than that.
Is it power? No, you already have that.
It could be a soul.
It could be a person.
It could be anything....anything precious and painful to lose.
That's just how you are.
But what if...what if someone came without a plea,
other than wanting to spend a moment with you?
What if someone merely wanted to know the person
behind the cackle, the gleaming eye, the sinister glare,
the scheming heart....what would you do then?
Would you make me your slave, would you take my free will?
Would you sap my energy and make me worship you?
Would you play with my head and leave me for dead?
That sounds like something you would do...
But that would make you more of a mortal
My Hero (BasketballCoach!America x Trainee!Reader)My Hero (BasketballCoach!America x Trainee!Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(Y/N), knees shoulder width apart, good! Now, bend your elbows, bring it in close to your body." Alfred grabbed your elbow lightly, and brought it in towards your hip.
Your (h/c) was tightly up in a pony tail, and you blew some of the stragglers as your (e/c) eyes eyes the basketball hoop with intensive determination.
Alfred knew you sucked at basketball, and he said he'd help out, by being your coach.
"Now, (y/n), aim for the small square in the corner of the backboard. Then, when you shoot a free throw, it'll go in." He took your soft hands, and his cheek brushed against yours as he led your arms through the movements of making a free throw.
Your (e/c) eyes sparkled as your ball whooshed through the ner, giving you some since of hope.
Alfred laughed, and ruffled your (h/c) ponytail. "Now onto a layup!" He took the ball from you and proceeded to tell you the proper form and stances about preforming a layup.
You weren't exactly paying attention, to the instructions. The words he spoke
The Weak and the StrongThe Weak and the Strong3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lars and Mathieu, a Meister and Weapon team, were sitting at an outside café eating lunch. It seemed like a normal, average day in Death City, but neither of these two teens could of imagined how different today would really be.
"Are you listening to me, Mathieu?" Lars, the Meister of the duo, asked. Lars was a pretty average-looking guy with short brown hair, a tan striped shirt, and plain black sweat pants. He also wore a blue scarf around his neck and his eyes were hazel. "You can't tell me you're not worried about these fights in the slightest!"
"Fights?" Mathieu repeated as he didn't even look at Lars. The Weapon was too busy staring at his handheld console and mashing away at the buttons. Mathieu, unlike his partner, stuck out a lot more than Lars. He had messy black hair with red streaks and his eyes were a light blue. His clothes consisted of a plain white shirt under an open black jacket and he wore blue jeans over his legs. For some unknown reason a white band aid was dr
The Making of the Best SukiyakiThe Making of the Best Sukiyaki3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was your typical, average Saturday at the Okumura brothers' dorm. Oddly, someone else was walking the halls today. Sixteen year-old Renzo Shima was busy texting on his cell phone after having a chat with Yukio about his grades as of late. Usually the pink haired teen wouldn't have minded such a talk, but it had forced him to miss an important date.
"Great, now she hates me." Shima mumbled as he read the last not-too-friendly text message and snapped his phone shut before pocketing it. "That's the third chick this month. Am I losing my touch?" Shima laced his arms behind is head and stared at the ceiling as he thought. "I think she had a pretty hot sister, maybe I could-"
Shima stopped in mid-sentence when he heard, and felt, a wet crunch under his right foot. Barely moving his head; the young Exorcist-in-training looked down at his shoe and gulped. He slowly pulled back his foot to reveal the squashed remains of some kind of beetle-like bug. It's yellow, slimy guts were all over the
Paul Henry Wolf: Control the Inner-BeastIt was a Wednesday morning and Paul Henry rolled a bit out of bed as his alarm went off. He growled a bit and turned off the alarm and stretched some trying to wake up his body which seemed to burn a bit for some reason. He removed his pajama shirt and walked past a full-length mirror on his way to the bathroom and glanced in it a bit. Paul Henry stopped in his tracks and took some steps back and looked into the mirror again. He noticed that his chest, shoulders and arms appeared to be a bit bigger in muscle and his abs had more definition to them than he remembered. He flexed his arms some and his biceps flexed nice and firm under his grey fur. “Wow…those workouts with my dad and Demi are paying off…my body is really starting to fill out.”Paul Henry Wolf: Control the Inner-Beast2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Paul Henry happily flexed his arms again and did an impersonation of his dad. “Alright…hands on your heads…you’re going off to jail…and if you even
S.O.S Senses, Our Salvation chapter oneChapter one: - A senseless introductionS.O.S Senses, Our Salvation chapter one3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We all have five senses, all of which are used throughout our life. Sometimes, some are used more often than others. There are times where ones are hardly touched at all, or used without knowing it.Whenever the senses are blocked, it makes the user suffer, even if they are unaware of it. Doctors and scientists are researching more and more about the human body. Witchcraft users are also trying to tune in to both their emotions and their senses. Although these are two separate clashes of humanity, both agree on the one thing. If you can tune in fully onto all five emotions, especially when they are most needed, then this would make the human in particular much more powerful that they would be without.
This story isn't about scientists, or witchcraft believers. Its about one twenty year old girl, and the journey she goes through for six weeks. Her name is Charlotte Delice, Lottie to her friends. Lottie is in the middle of her second year at Univers
Logan BioLogan, a shy brown wolf with brown eyes, transformed immensely after meeting his best friend, Paul Henry, the son of Furvus Wolf. Paul Henry and the rest of his pack helped Logan both physically and mentally. At the beginning, Logan was skeptical, scared, cold, calculative, and untrusting with the world. It all began with a major car accident he was in with his mother when he was thirteen years old. A truck carrying a propane tank lost control and tipped over. His mother crashed into it and the propane tank exploded. The aftermath of the accident gave Logan burnt and impaired eyes, a severely burnt right arm and right leg, and the loss of his mother. His arm and leg had both muscle and nerve damage in which gives him chronic pain. He couldn’t do anything about his arm but he walked with a cane to ease pressure off his aching leg. Ever since that tragic day, he saw the world as a dark place. However, all that changed when he met Paul Henry. Paul Henry saw Logan needed a friend andLogan Bio2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
YouYou2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The reflection in the Mirror is no longer broken,
The flower in Bloom no longer stained,
The song that I Sing is no longer sad,
The Unconditional love I feel is no longer strained.
The Supernova I see is an explosion of desire,
The Unknown no longer compels me to fear,
If a Hospital is where I seal my fate,
Let it be known I died loving You, my dear.
Unser Kaiser KarlUnser Kaiser Karl3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Karl der Fünfte war ein Kaiser
Nicht nur des Heiligen Reiches
Sondern von ganz Europa
's gab ein Ziel in seinem Herzen
Niemand konnte das ausmerzen
's war sein ganzes Leben da
Von der Krone von Kastilien
Vom Thron Wiens und Norditaliens
Glänzt' sein Schild über das Land
Uns're Herzen wußten alle,
Nie und nimmer wird es fallen
Ja, er reichte uns die Hand
Der Doppeladler stand so stolz
Doch da gab's auch eine Allianz
Am goldenen Horizont
Erst die Lilien und die Schlüssel
Und die Löwen mit den Flügeln,
Dann die Fahne mit dem Mond
Karl der Fünfte war ein Kaiser
Für das Reich in allen Kreisen
Hat er nur den Fried'n geliebt
Das war der Habsburgische Traum
Bei Wien, bei Pavia und Rom
Stand der Adler unbesiegt
Teacher's Pet chapter 3The next day, Ellis strolled into the same room, a smile planted on his lips as he greeted his teacher. "Hey, Nick!" he said in a friendly tone, settling down in his assigned seat. Today, he had came in early again... He remembered their conversation from yesterday, and thought Nick would like it if he came by early again.Teacher's Pet chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Nick blinked a couple times when he heard his name called, looking up from the book he was reading with a warm smile. "Hey, Ellis," he replied, folding down the corner of the page he was currently on before he closed the novel, setting it on his desk. "Did you get a good night's sleep?" he asked with a smile. He knew he got some good sleep last night... The best he's had in a while, actually.
The student nodded happily, feeling a lot less groggy than he did the day before. "Yeah, I had a real nice sleep." he replied, leaning down from his seat to get out his supplies for the class. Good, he remembered the books... After he set the stuff on the desk, he looked at Nick
Demon Lovers part 1Top was soooooo busy having intercourse. And by intercourse I mean sex. I mean, sure, it was his job (He's an incubus, of course) but after a while, everything gets old. Even making love. Especially making love. He tried every toy, every position, but all of them bored him. Even reverse cowgirl, which used to be his favorite.Demon Lovers part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His (Current) partner was a womens named Emily. She was attractive . But even her delicate beauty failed to inspire him. Still, at least she seemed to be enjoying it, and food (Incubi eat sex) was food.
"Ooooooooooh! Ah! Ah! Not .. There!" she shouted as they made amazing love. Suddenly she died. She was still warm and Top wasn't exactly paying attention so he didn't notice until he realized she was no longer making her delicious moans of pleasure. He had accidentally sucked out all her love energy! He was just that good . In bed?!
"Well, shit." He said, pulling himself out of the corpse. "I can't collect anymore life energy if she's dead."
He got u
The fox hunt pt2The fox hunt pt25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DJ stepped up to the front of the truck. Chet had almost made it through the deep mud bog. The front of the truck was only a few feet away from more solid ground. DJ stepped up to the bumper and took his shirt off, revealing the still incredibly ripped musculature that he had just the day before. DJ bent slightly and gripped the front bumper of the heavy truck. He rawrrred playfully almost and then started flexing his arms. His biceps hardened, showing a deeply etched split, a thick forked vein pressed against the super tight skin and fur wrapped around the bulging muscles. His biceps continued to harden, growing thicker. Still, only his arms were involved. The truck still stuck in the mud, but then DJ flexed his legs which were covered by his own track pants. His legs straightened, as his biceps continued to flex. The truck began to shift. The metal groan
Gray the Great (Chapter 2)Gray the Great (Chapter 2)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Back with Gray, the athletic Mage was taking a much earned rest. He was not sitting on a building or the ground as you might think, but on a crystal throne of pure ice. The area around the giant and his seat was ungodly cold; buildings and the like sported a thin sheet of frost just by being near the massive throne. Even the many people below, Gray's newly enslaved servants whom were busy worshipping his warm feet, felt the chill.
"Yeah keep doing it just like that. Make yourselves useful or join your friends on the bottom of my feet!" Gray chuckled as he watched the dozens of doll-sized people service him. Many were rubbing his rough, slightly sweating soles. Some clung to the top of his feet and massaged the flesh there. A few were even between his thick toes; licking and cleaning the crevices there of any gunk and lint. Gray sighed with content and leaned back on his throne; arms at his sides and eyes closed. He felt like a king like a god! Everything was good everyth
Quatre Garcons Chapter 1 Part 1 - MikeI was fifteen when I started my freshman year of high school. I stepped out of my dad's car with my twin brother Alex. I was a wreck inside. So much was going through my head. What if I didn't have anywhere to sit at lunch? What if my friends hated me for ignoring them all summer? What if Stevie broke up with me this year? I frowned and told myself not to think about.Quatre Garcons Chapter 1 Part 1 - Mike3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stevie and I had been together since seventh grade. And we also lost our virginity to each other six months ago. I was such an idiot for having sex with him already. He didn't care about me the way I cared about him. And now I feel obligated to have sex with him, even though he can't stand it. I mean, he likes to have sex, just not with me. I'm sure he would rather do it with Joe, but Joe's dating my brother Alex.
Yeah, we're gay twins.
So about Joe, he's a jock, six foot three inches, dirty blond hair, muscular. I guess I'll just say he's completely sexy. He's really nice, and if I actually had something in common with h
Pika's Gift - Growing ProblemsAsh hadn't been acting like his usual self lately. Going from town to town, Brock and Dawn noticed this, and had confronted him, asking what was wrong. Each time they did this, however, Ash just smiled, claiming that he was fine, and that there was nothing to worry about. But, even though he said this, he knew himself that he was depressed. He had noticed throughout the last few weeks, that he was a small, skinny kid. He was now 14, was only slightly taller than five feet, and there was no sign of any muscles on his body. He felt so pathetic and useless.Pika's Gift - Growing Problems5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Finally!" Dawn yelled.
Ash then came out of his trance, realizing that Brock, Dawn, and him were now in front of a Pokemon Center, and that it was getting pretty dark.
"Well, I guess we're going to have to stay here. Are you guys okay with that?"
Dawn and Ash nodded, and the three of them went in. They walked up to the counter, and asked Nurse Joy if it would be okay if they slept there for the night, but of course, she ha
TXG 'Password: Navarino' Ch. 10"Get away from me!"TXG 'Password: Navarino' Ch. 103 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I'm not trying to- Hey!"
Sadiq tried to grab the struggling Greek and still his trembling body somehow but all he earned from it was a few kicks and disoriented punches. When he had been returned to their prison he had been nothing but a sobbing wreck. Tears had been streaming down his face, still were, and nervous shivers had shaken his frame. The two men who had brought him in had almost been forced to carry him for he refused to move his legs. The Turk quickly understood that he couldn't. When the Russian's minions tossed Heracles into the room their eyes were on Sadiq and for a short, gut-freezing moment he had been convinced that they would do the same to him now; that they would take him to the dark place Heracles' mind was still trapped in. He couldn't even imagine what had been done to the once so proud and cold man. Now he resembled more a terrified child, scared of absolutely everything. Well, maybe not everything. But scared of him for sure. The Turk slo