LossI see my fate in your cruel eyes,Loss7 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
There is only pain, suffering and a horrible demise.
You do not respond to my devastating cries,
You do not see my pathetic tries.
Sun changes to moon,
I feel my death coming soon.
Another day, another night,
In my eyes nothing is right.
But still it was an unforgettable walk under the glistening moon,
Even knowing that youll leave me soon.
Hope was slipping through,
And was crushed by you
I held you like a teddy, very tight
And watched the sun fade in the horrible darkness of this night.
My feelings were so strong,
But I was very wrong.
Like a helpless child,
Walking into the fire burning wild,
I felt so dark, and so alone,
Another toy that was by the cruel life thrown.
All my feelings were crushed,
I was by the darkness touched.
Forgot all my hopes, and all of my dreams.
Left alone by myself again, it seams.
In the morning I die,
In the night I rise,
Left to perish inside,
Nowhere can I hide.
Your demiseA smile is what I lack,Your demise7 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
I will put a knife in your back,
My pain is too strong,
I've been suffering it for too long.
When youll look into my eyes,
You will see your own demise.
Let the winds blow harder,
Let the fire burn stronger.
My hate will annihilate
Your friendship and fate,
You will expire, you shall not live another date.
The moment you'll die,
My soul will start to cry,
I will not show a feeling,
When I'll see your essence leaving,
But in fact ill die inside,
It's my great suicide!
SacrificialThe memory fades into the night air. There's a twisted, rocky path laid out before her, disappearing into a reddish haze in the distance. She glances back at the First Gate: a rippling mirror of the life left behind, of a journey she must take, and of a train which waits for no one but will wait for her. The Light Train wiped away the remnants of her past; passing through the Gates is the only way she can regain them. But she must survive the challenges first.Sacrificial4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She makes her way through the path, which curves at odd angles and throws her off-balance with its unpredictability. There's something hidden in that haze and it's pulling her in. The path becomes smaller, steeper; the rocks become sharper.
Her lungs -- bursting -- like birds set free from her chest. There's no air, no air: no inhale or exhale. It's anxiety, loud and clear, and she realizes what's going on seconds later than her mental processes do
To Love a Demon Lord Ch: 14“Are you sure it’s Naraku that lost his mind and not Sesshoumaru!?” shouted Miroku as he held onto his staff. Inuyasha nodded his head, yes, he knew that Sesshoumaru was pissed but at least he still had some control but Naraku should know the number one rule with demons. You don’t kill their mates, or at least their chosen. If you do, then you won’t survive to see another day for if you kill their mate, or chosen, the demon that had chosen their mate will hunt and kill the one that killed his or her mate/chosen.To Love a Demon Lord Ch: 141 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Inuyasha knew the risks; he knew that if Sesshoumaru didn’t kill Naraku then he would go into a never ending rage that would, end up leading to his own destruction. There would be nothing that they could do for him and Inuyasha knew that he had to save his brother from this fate before he lost the only living family member he had left…
Sesshoumaru just stared at Kagome’s lifeless face. His eyes held no emotion, nor life within th
1000 Times - Part 2 of 31000 Times - Part 2 of 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One Thousand Times
[A Story in Three Parts]
Based on characters owned by R. Takahashi
(story subject to occasional updates and corrections)
Kagome made her way back to the house where everyone was staying, her skin still tingling from the bath, which had been in a separate building on the edge of town. In her arms, she carried her towel and a drawstring bag that contained her shampoo, soap, toothbrush, deodorant, and other necessities. As she walked, she pondered how modern people would fare, if they had to walk the equivalent of eight blocks away every time they wanted a hot bath, much less the prolonged wait until the basin was filled deep enough to submerge in. She much preferred paying extra to have fresh water brought in, rather than hoping that the water others had already bathed in was something near sanitary, especially in the past.
As she passed other houses with flickering lamplight spilling from the w
famishment There are four walls in this room, bleed/twist/fuse-ing into the ceiling, and they constrict her.famishment3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She’s not quite sure what time it is. The hours have stopped falling to the floor, and the minutes have panted too much of their breath away. She’s counted 14208756 nothings since she was thrown in here; she doesn’t know if they’re seconds, or the tally count of her tears, or her own heartbeats. Her lips are shut tight. Cracked apart so many times, but so much like the old saying: zip my lips, lock it tight, throw the key down a well where no one can see. Your secret is safe with me.
It’s dark in here. She’s not sure if her fear of the dark is greater than her fear of her father, but then she realizes that the thing she hates is isolation. She’s lonely. It might be safer, shrouded in this endless black, but the world outside holds people. It overflows with words and frie
Paper AchePaper Ache..Paper Ache7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Frozen yet a missing component
Each staggered emotion
Runs away the forgotten moment
I could ask and whine about it all day in my life
Never did I feel pity or remorse
In the end I couldn't accept the part
The role, the character, the lifestyle of my own
I'm looking from where I'm standing
Seeing such discolor and displeasure
A paper ache has grown in me
Blinded by what others do see
Sometimes a picture can't show what's really meant to be
Everything pours in the rain and flowers to be so free
Being brave to face such things
Able to bare through my eyes
The light and dark in others
Sometimes I feel like
I'm getting in way to deep
Very deep that I must take a huge leap
Grasp to the taste of feeling right
Words echo across my memory so light
A vision of not being alone
Looking back as I want to extend my hand to others
In my heart, they are important to me
I truly cherish the ones I have met wherever
A paper ache has grown in me
Blinded by what others do see
Sometimes a pict
F.E.A.R.A blood colored sunrise,F.E.A.R.7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That you will never forget
Brings to your mind a person,
That you have not yet met
Visions cloud your mind,
You see them all the time...
The visions make you see things,
That you wish you did not know
But no matter how far you push them away,
They only seem to grow
Be careful where you step,
And watch out where you go!
And that's how you know!
That drives you!
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
It feels like an knife blade,
Has been rammed into your gut
But you ignore all the pain you feel,
Because you can never get enough!
Bodies and weapons,
Lying all around
You creep through the corridors,
Trying to not make a sound
A whispering sensation,
Fills the night air
You could swear no-one was behind you,
But it feels like someone's there!
And that's how you know!
That drives you!
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
What do they Say?What do they Say?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED THE INUYASHA SERIES DO NOT READ THIS AND FINISH IT. OR IF YOU ARE AN INUYASHA AND KIKYO OR KAGOME AND KOGA OR WHATEVER FAN THEN YOU PROBABLY DON'T WANT TO READ THIS.
DISCLAIMOR: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA. RUMIKO TAKAHASHI DOES.
What do they say?
Kagome sighed for the hundredth time as she looked over the math equation for what seemed to be the hundredth time. Time was running out and if she didn’t finish in time, a huge, fat, horrid F would be slapped right in her face. Who would want that?
So, like the responsible girl that Kagome Higurashi was, she studied.
For three days.
In a row.
And this was just make up work, for heaven’s sake! It was supposed to be her spring break, but no. She just HAD to be responsible, little-miss-goody-two-shoes. (Whoa…. That’s a lot of –‘s )
Wall Floweryou know you're in love when you can sit still for an hour, staring at the wall and grinning like a maniac.Wall Flower5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Promise Chapter 6 - Dangerous GameA Promise Chapter 6 - Dangerous Game3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The laughter, excitement, selfishness, amusement, dancing, and simple-mindedness of those royals could be heard from the main corridor where another could smell the bitter cigars, sweet alcohols, and disgusting stench of humans and their sweat. The night's cold air was cool against Ramona's pale skin and made her sigh in relief. All the chaos that was going on at the party was stressful but nonetheless, Ramona knew even if she didn't want to admit it that the contemptible demon would keep a good eye on master Ciel. The fresh air filling her lungs up was so clear and tasted minty. Now standing in the middle of the garden, surrounded by a flowers that represented purity and innocence; a white rose.
Smelling the flowers, Ramona hears a twig snap behind her. Turning around she sees the last person she wants to talk to Sebastian. After her mix up of words she felt humiliated and a li
On Ariadnethe loom of lust:On Ariadne5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the heart of your ears,
and till your outstretched feet
the spinner of mad red has corrupted,
her fingers like dragonflies threading
bark and twined grass into your hair
around your sure wrists, your angled feet
'this is love, my shining bride-to be,' you whisper,
and disappear with her among billowing black sails.
the abandonment of Ariadne:
He wooed you in a labyrinth of spinners,
and wed you in black sails, beneath jealous skies.
'Sleep and tomorrow you shall be Queen of Athens,'
Ariadne, sleep, tomorrow the sun will shine,
and the sea will ebb sympathetic away from
these deserted sands.
the death, or descent:
Spin, my hanging nymph,
sleep and let the dryad-tree's shadow
ease your descent.
The spinning nymph for our mad lord,
the gentleness for the grapes of wrath
and the delight for the madness,
come. Drink, be it ambrosia or wine,
be it mother and son, or nymph and lord.
Spin, lady, and drink, lord,
and I will breat
Hong KongXChina - Will you forget me?Hong KongXChina - Will you forget me?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Kaoru layed on his bed. Oh how he longed for sleep, but the depression taking over controlled him enough not to let him sleep so easily. His depression started when he found out he had to leave. Yao. His teacher/lover/brother was leaving, for god knows how long. In fact, his teacher had been gone for 2 weeks, 3 days, 9 hours, 0 minutes, and 23 seconds. Yes, he had been counting. His depression later sunk down to his bones, leaving him cold, even in the hot weather of Hong Kong.
Finally, his sad aura lightened about 2%. He found out from a certain Polish man that his lover was coming back in three months. Three freaking months. As of now, he layed on his bed, feeling empty and shallow. His simple quote for truly admitting he misses Yao was,
Before I met him, I had no life.
I met him, he gave me life.
Now he is gone, and I am lifeless.
What was he supposed to do now that his teacher was gone?
"是谁？" Kaoru answered.
NightmaresSnarls rent the night, as she panted in exertion to put one foot in front of the other. She could hear them coming, their heavy breathing with tongues lolling from their mouths, saliva dripping from blood slathered jaws. With one chocolate eye she looked over her shoulder, only to scream as she fell over an unseen tree root. Blood swelled to the surface of her skinned knees as she hastily moved to get back to her feet, tearing her already ruined kimono.Nightmares6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A howl of longing and urgency filled the air as the pack of wolves caught the scent of her fresh blood in the air. Doubling their efforts they sped toward her, unhindered by the dense undergrowth due to their massive size. The lead wolf, a huge alpha male with gleaming yellow eyes was the first to spy the young girl. His entire being begged to bath in her blood, to have it coursing down his throat to quench his thirst. With a burst of speed he tackled the young ward, his jaws quickly wrapping around her throat in a crushing manner as th
My Lord, My CaptorPrologueMy Lord, My Captor2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rin was roused in the middle of the night, as the sounds of screams assaulted her ears. The acrid smell of smoke followed. She coughed then quickly crawled towards the door of her hut, and peeked cautiously. Red cinder and ash hung heavily in the air. Her eyes were greeted by the sight of Northern soldiers fighting demons. But they weren't just any mindless demons starved of human flesh.
They were demon soldiers as well. Demons who think and have a purpose. She recognized the blue crescent moon crest on their armor… these are the Western Invaders who had come to take their lands. She heard of rumors that the Demon Lord of the West, whoever that is, expands his empire by conquering the other Lands.
East had already fallen. And now they come to take the North as well.
Her blood boiled in anger. Damn them.
She ran back to gather her few belongings, and secured a small knife inside her kimono. Rin tightened her sash around her waist and ran outside. Her heart rapidly
Of Knights and Birds 1:PruLietOf Knights and BirdsOf Knights and Birds 1:PruLiet4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: The Impossible
Finally on DA!
. . .
. . .
Man, he hated that guy. Gilbert hated that Russian bastard more than anything. And now, to his dismay, he was sitting and waiting in that damn swine's house. As one should know, Gilbert usually would never go over there by his own free will. Ivan however, how dare he, went so far as to kidnap Gilbird. GILBIRD! Seriously, what was wrong with this guy? Practically destroying him wasn't enough evidently. Sure, he was no longer the awesome nation of Prussia and his old capital was now Russian territory, but that's not enough for Ivan. No. Now Ivan got him over here to discuss 'relations' with Germany, Austria, and Hungary. PSSHHT! Like hell he was going to let West's territory get taken by Ivan of all people. Roderich was a little irritating sure, and maybe Elizabeta was a bit crazy, but they were his best friends. He'd rather die than hand them over to Russia! The thought of it made him sick to his stomach.
:EnGarde- Ch 4::EnGarde- Ch 4:3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alec climbed out of the car as Danni opened the trunk and grabbed a handful of shopping bags filled with new sports equipment. She gathered the five bags in her hands and staggered away from the car so Alec could close the trunk. Alec ran ahead of her and opened the door to the house, wedging his foot against it and the floor. He took his cell phone from his pocket and opened it, the mechanism reporting a recent message from Caleb. Without thinking, he stood up, releasing the wood and it swung back on its hinges, crashing against Danni's forehead, creased with rage.
"DUDE!" Danni shouted, grinding the heel of her sneaker into his toe, making him cry out in pain.
"What the hell, Danni?!" Alec shrieked, dropping his phone as he stumbled backwards, his foot throbbing with agony. He stooped down and lifted the device from the floor, his fingers punching in the commands to open the message. Danni smirked as she tried to get a glimpse at the text he w
XIII. Muerte en la selvaXIII. Muerte en la selva1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Máscara de Agua no se había resignado a su mala suerte. El oía el crujir de las cuerdas que ataban a sus hombres, bregando por liberarse en cuanto sus vigías se descuidaban. Treinta y dos personas, todos atados, espalda contra espalda o contra los árboles.
Sonrió al comprobar que esa situación le era vagamente familiar. Recordó que había estado en situaciones peores. Y el consejo que un buen amigo le dio: jamás rendirse sin luchar. Porque lo que no se intenta siempre dolerá más que lo que se fracasa.
Estaba dispuesto a colaborar para salir de tan duro trance. Con quien hacía menos de ocho horas estaba dispuesto a moler a golpes. Pragmatismo puro que lo obligó a tragarse el orgullo y disculparse.
-Ocho Venado… yo…
Demasiado tarde lo intentó. Sin que supiera ni dónde ni quién, algo de tela le bloqueó la vista. Atado como estaba, no pudo forcejear. La
XII. Tramas en la oscuridadXII. Tramas en la oscuridad1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Muchas veces las extrañas situaciones y vuelcos que tiene la vida se deben no a la voluntad propia, sino a las consecuencias impredecibles de eventos lejanos en apariencia.
El Principal del Ejército de Danibaá, pensó que a la oportuna muerte de Búho Rojo, tendría asegurado el control de aquella gran ciudad. La realidad le mostró un panorama muy diferente cuando el Señor del Lugar Negro reclamó el trono para sí. Se habían formado dos partidos enemigos desde hace mucho, pero sólo entonces fue evidente.
Los bandos opuestos se acusaron mutuamente de causar la muerte del Protector para su beneficio. Éste había mantenido un precario equilibrio sobre ambas facciones políticas, erigiéndose como el árbitro supremo en todas sus disputas. A falta suya, tanto el Principal del Ejército como el Señor del Lugar Negro ambicionaron todo el poder.
El Señor del
Ars Moriendi Chapter 2 - What Happened?WARNING(S): None. Some mention of death, no blood, no violence.Ars Moriendi Chapter 2 - What Happened?2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
AN: Sorry this took so long guys, the plot kept wanting to change every time I worked on it, then I swapped computers and lost the original file….And lately I haven’t wanted to do anything, including write. Sorry it’s short. I’ll try to finish plotting the fic, and the next chapter will be longer.
The pre-shock of the blast rattled his teeth the instant before he locked on to the Hunters’ satellite and dissolved into a stream of red, and they still ached after he materialized. But there was something different now, as he felt particles of himself slide back together; something was terribly, terribly wrong. Multiple things were wrong.
Zero knew the moment he hit the ground at HQ that his hair was on fire. Alia screaming—"Put it out! Put it out!"—only cemented the horrifying idea. Fascinated
Holy Asimov, his hair was
You Must DieYou Must DieYou Must Die3 years ago in Drama More Like This
In the time it had taken him to scale a fortress and shoot fireballs at Sigma, his best friend's body had gone missing- scavenged.
Across the shattered pavement, scuffed red with paint and blood, a single blond hair coiled like a thin, golden wire where he'd held the lifeless body; where he'd felt that horrible lurch through his arms when Zero's head was no longer supported by his neck. That incredibly brave, reckless, stupid android had given his life here for a silly, rookie pacifist, and they'd only left one hair of him behind? He had thought that even Mavericks had some honor, that they had respected the great Crimson Hunter: If Zero were here he would have reminded X of how painfully naive he could be.
But sometimes X couldn't help it -he a philanthropist, built to fight for justice and the lack of it here was staggering. He refused to believe the Mavericks couldn't be cured, or that they couldn't be taken into custody peacefully. He wanted to believe that, when they