ProloguePrologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We live in a world untouched by others. Magic veils protect our fragile, unseen, world from those who wish to seek it. We call ourselves the gatewayway world. We are the anchor; release it, and the sea is yours.
If our world were to be discovered, many others would suffer. Our people work hard to ensure our safety and that of neighboring worlds. Strict rules have been applied and we follow them religiously. The Council oversees all matters. Political involvement is extremely important to us. We take great pride in it. It is this pride which may have blinded us. We thought our world to be unbreachable. We we wrong...
Dance of SinThe music begins; a haunting melodyDance of Sin8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
which pierces the heart, mind and soul
casting away all thoughts of innocence,
robbing me of my virtue,
and leaving me in the throes of sinners glory.
i dance, i twirl, i lavish the delights
caught in the passion of the darkest ardor
i revel in the throughs of the deepest love,
my heart becomes malevolent,
my eyes lose their warmth and shine,
glazing over with a cold brittle hate
i become a deviant.
the dance carries on, couples waltz and whirl
whilst my partner and i are caught in each others eyes,
we notice no others, only the darkest secrets
each other hides.
colours blend as we lose ourselves in the
glorious patterns of our unearthly
dance of sins.
The room spins gaily as the music begins to ebb
yet exhausted we continue on,
the final chords to the everlasting dance of sinners
drew to a maleficent close, the couples parted ways,
you and i remained close,
caught in the heights or our dark ardor,
and the innocent watched in envy
and the sinners rev
Never Happen to You - Part 4"'Go'?" Chell asked in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? How the hell do you expect to get rid of me? Come on, Dave, think. Besides, I've known you since you were a toddler. I know you wouldn't hurt me." But she could feel nothing but coldness from him, and it rattled her. The innocent child she'd once known didn't seem to exist anymore.Never Happen to You - Part 44 years ago in Drama More Like This
"You're probably right," Dave admitted. "I don't know how to get rid of you. But I managed to contact my company before the computer started its goddamned experiment. Although I guess it was a blessing in disguise." He let out something that could pass for a sardonic laugh. "Who'd of thought that those standard-issue company microchips would actually be good for something?"
"Good?" Chell echoed. "You're happy about being in here?"
"Of course," he said. She could feel his cockiness, and she wondered if it would wind up being his undoing. After all, that was how it always worked in things like movies and video games, right? "You
SuicideSuicide5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
He never seen her tears run black
Tainted by leaking mascara - Dried
By compassionate words. "Why"
She asked. The painful question Balanced
in her trembling voice - With an empty glance
and empathetic sigh - His eyes pleaded
That she would not cry - He took her into
His arms - He took her pain - If only for a moment
A moment spent in vain. "I need to go"
His throat restricted to imprison the words -
The sound of her letting go was the most painful
Thing he had ever heard - His footsteps on the
Dull wooden floor began to fade as he made
His way down the hall to pack his things. Her
Whole world began to spin "I am nothing" She said.
"Nothing without him" She fell to her knees - She
Could no longer Suppress or suffocate the searing
Pain that burnt through her violated existence.
"There is no God.. No Heaven, There Is No Place For Me"
She spoke softly as she pressed the chamber of the
Gun to her temple - Her finger trembling against the
trigger - As she built the empty
Shounen Onmyouji Book 9 Ch11:1Gou Ookami shook himself and took and unsteady step forward on useless paws. His long black fur was gone. In its place, charred skin peeled away in strips, revealing raw red flesh. The illusion he had cast at the last minute had sapped away all his strength, but he had managed to escaped with his life. Somehow.Shounen Onmyouji Book 9 Ch11:14 years ago in Drama More Like This
Once out of the fray he had run hell for leather for the opposite shore, with nary a stray glance at the catastrophe behind him.
Now, miles away on a distant shore, his steps slowed as he sighed in relief.
His wounds were grievous, but with time, care, and nurturing, he would heal. At least he was alive.
All he had to do was to find a place to rest, a safe shelter, perhaps a crevice in some cliff....... or a den.....or a....
"That wont be possible, unfortunately...." Behind him as if reading his mind, a strange voice cut short his thoughts.
Gou Ookami instantly tensed, his heart skipped a beat as his breath hitched in his throat. Then, slowly and warily, he looked up
Germany x daughter readerLooking out the window you hope to see your dad's car pull into the drive way, but it doesn't. The only car in the drive way is that of your aunts.Germany x daughter reader9 months ago in Drama More Like This
You see your dad who is Ludwig Bailschmits has been in war for the past five years. Leaving you with you aunt, you get to talk to him on the phone every once in a while. Besides that you have to write notes to him.
When your dad left for war you were four and now you are nine, and he doesn't know what you look like. Your aunt never lets you send pictures of your self to him. Once you almost got one past her, but she found it. When you asked her what you couldn't she just said, "Because." And left it at that.
"Why can't you come back?" You mumble as you look out the window still.
This whole thing might be better if you had a mom, but she passed away when you were two from cancer. It's like life really didn't want you to have parents.
"(name) time for school." Your aunt calls. With a sigh you pull on a shirt and jeans. Running down the stairs
I Hate ListI Hate List4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I HATE PEOPLE THAT GET INSANE PUBLICITY BY BEING INSANELY NEGATIVE.
I hate pessimistic people.
I hate optimistic people.
I hate optimistic pessimists who "hope for the best but expect the worst"
I hate that the glass is both half full and half empty.
I hate this part right here.
I hate that you did not catch the song reference.
I hate that you just re-read the sixth line.
I hate that I even wrote the sixth line.
I hate the number six.
I hate that the words "I hate" are so cliche.
I hate socialists.
I hate dictators.
I hate socialistic dictators.
I hate ignorant people.
I hate ignorant people that elect socialist dictators.
I hate ignorant people that are "know it all's"
I hate "know it all's" that have nonsensical answers to everything.
I hate P30pL3 Th4t t4Lk lIk3 ThIs.
I HATE PEOPLE THAT TYPE IN ALL CAPS.
I hate smart people.
I hate smart people that lord their "vast knowledge" over you.
I hate that smart people don't realize that their "vast knowledge" is not all that "vast"
Prejudice.Dear Writer,Prejudice.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I found your article highly offensive, and highly prejudiced against things as simple and harmless as make-up and hair dye, which have been around as long as the Egyptians. I would ask you to take down this article immediately, but I don't suppose that your hubris would let you. So a few girls enjoy having wild hair. That doesn't mean we're moving towards a hunger games-like world! The very nature of the article speaks of the arrogance of the writer, and I do suppose that your work is 100% the true you, correct? Why do you, in the very same sentence as you tell girls to be happy with their self image, say something as degrading as you did about the way a girl dyes her hair? Why do you assume that you are so much better than Mrs Jane Doe? Arrogant. I do hope you awaken to your ignorance, your arrogance, and the mistakes made in this article sometime soon. You truly should go and read some Edgar Allen Poe, Roald Dahl, some kind of true classical writing. With true class. You
How to Design complex characters using core beliefHow to Design complex characters using core belief9 years ago in Editorial More Like This
A character is basically formed by three things: Personality, Beliefs, History
After designing the character's story and personality, what will help them stay in character is designing the layers of their core beliefs.
The key thing is, these core beliefs are never, ever spoken by the character themselves. They just behave in this belief like it's normal and not even think it's there.
Of course you can still choose to have them say it, they will just be a simpler open book type character. Or say it partially hiding its true statement, you can also use a character's core belief statement to make it a story statement if you see fit.
A core belief system is the thing that will make the character see the world around them differently from one another; thus making their judgement and decisions differently as well.
Everyone (real people) operates this way. Core belief can be formed as early as babies. So watch out of the kids.
After the first layer of core belief is formed, the
Czech history - for OC makersCzech history - for OC makers3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Well Hello there. I'm Hoples and those two are Female and Male Czech representation for Hetalia. As you can see there is lot of difference. Mostly in their posture. Do you care about my explaining? You should if you want to understand WHY!
Basically Czech nation is known for being feminist orientated. I must agree. There are lot of tales about strong and famous women in history. For example:
Lady Libue: First fuller of Czech tribe. Daughter of Grandfather Czech who led according legends Czech tribe in their land. She and her sisters (she had 2 of them) were known for having magical abilities. Libue herself led Czech tribe for long time (then she married). After her death all women in Czech lands rebelled against men and almost won.
Last descendant of legendary Lady was woman too. Queen Elika Přemyslovna. Last of original Bohemian Ruler dynasty.
As you see there is lot of famous Czech ladies even now. Lot of Czech models have married famous men and so on. F
Love Me Please chapter 10Love Me PleaseLove Me Please chapter 103 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young Justice
A/N: okay people only two or three chapters left making this the first fan fiction I have ever finished.
Chapter ten: Don't break
Wally West is brooding. There is no other name for it, maybe pouting. He had informed batman that Roy was probably statutorily raping Robin. The bat had promptly hung up on him. For the past five hours he has desperately been trying to get a hold of Dick to no avail.
Wally sighs and flops back on his bed at mount justice. M'gann is somewhere comforting Artemis. Superboy and Aqua lad he is not sure but at the moment he couldn't care less. Wally wants Dick. He wants to tell him everything. To tell him how sorry he is and how badly he wants to be with him. The speedster would get down on his knees and beg for everything to be right.
The day he went out with Dick he thought it was going to be okay. But Dick hadn't seemed right. Wally wishes he would have asked, but he was stupid and didn't. Wally groans and cl
Love Me Please ch 3Love Me PleaseLove Me Please ch 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young justice just an upcoming character who I assume you'll all want to kill
A/N: another chapter because this is hell of a dark thing and that is where I am at home. And remember kiddies the more review the faster I post updates.
Chapter Three: Hard to Fly
Dick never in his life found Acrobatics hard. Certain moves proved more difficult than others, yes, but never so hard he would become frustrated. Being a flying Grayson flying was natural and he had always been one of his favorite things.
But these days flying isn't easy. Dick's body feels weighted and his movements sluggish. When on the bars, the rings anything he finds himself failing more than flying on even the simplest moves. These are the thoughts that come to mind as his body makes contract with the mat.
A strangled sound of pain escapes his lips before the wind in knocked from him. The wonderful thing about landing flat on your back is that the pain tends to radiate up threw the body a
If I blinkA blink ago I was sitting on the playgroundIf I blink2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My sunny red hair pulled into two little pigtails
With the ribbons I had begged my mother to tie into my hair
Because I didn't know how to tie a bow yet
A blink ago I was hiding behind my mother's leg
My first time experiencing something new
A brand new world, a school of new people
But it was then, when I peeked around her knee
When my big brown eyes caught sight of my first love
A blink ago I was on the playground again
When my first love told me that he liked me
I ran away screaming "Gross!"
Because I still believed boys had cooties
A blink ago
he held my hand for the first time
And a blink later
he kissed me cheek
A blink ago I was in a hallway
Trying not to be trampled by the giants around me
Suddenly aware I was nothing but a speck
Aware that everyone wasn't each other's best friend
A blink ago I walked the hall with my first boyfriend
Followed by the curses of the witches and dragons behind us
Gripping to that
Deseo...Entre las sombras de la noche te busco.Como ladrón que acecha a su presa.Mientras mis ojos sibilinos desprenden pequeñas chispas.Me vuelvo gata,silenciosa...mi cuerpo ondula al andar.Mis movimientos son voluptuosos,lujuriosos,lascivos, al escuchar...tus pasos..Te acercas.Deseo...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
La adrenalina empieza a subir,acelerar mi pulso,los latidos de mi corazón galopan dentro de mi pecho.El viento en mi piel eriza mi vello...siento una electricidad que se desparrama,fluye,ataca,desboca cada terminación nerviosa de mis células..produciendo un infinito placer,enturbia mi pensamientos.
Entro en un estado de placidez plena,mi inconsciente salta ...por encima de mi.
Nebulosas rodean todo mi ser..han llegado tus caricias...tus manos....tus dedos...tu piel.Así ,sin darte cuenta ,te robo.Me apodero de un tesoro dentro de ti,tu corazón.Te envuelvo en mi locura,voy dando forma a tus deseos.Me adentro en tus fantasías.Con un pequeño,sutil,delicado aliento recorro todo tu cuerpo.Me aspiras.Padeces "mono" y quiere
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Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]They're just messing around in the study when Dick puts the stereo on, and starts tapping his feet to Cheap Trick. Stephanie hums along, Cassandra looks interested, and Tim raises his eyebrows. Bruce, and Mr. Permanently-attached-to-these-earphones-that-mercifully-block-out-most-of-your-garbage-Grayson that is, Damian ignore the music completely, but that's just predictable to the point of being boring.Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Still, Dick is inordinately proud of the fact that he sticks to only whistling the next few songs, with maybe a little hip shake or two. When the last track on the playlist comes on, though, it's not so much a time for words as as it to give in to the music and just dance.
Steph and Cass are quick to join him, and Dick figures there are worse things in life than dancing with two pretty girls. Especially if one of them is enthusiastically singing the words along with him.
"Tt. You sound like a harpy, Brown." Dick doesn't need to turn to see Damian's glare, but Steph
John's Children, a SPN Fanfic, Chapter 1Present...John's Children, a SPN Fanfic, Chapter 11 year ago in Drama More Like This
Sam and Dean watched Castiel leave the bunker. Dean was feeling mildly guilty over picking Ezekiel over him, but he needed Ezekiel in order to save Sam. It was damn if you do, damn if you don’t situation.
“He’ll be fine, Dean,” Sam told him. “He needs to learn to be human.”
Dean turned to glare at him. “I know,” he said, “but I wish he could’ve decided to do it from right here. I know it was his decision to learn to be human out in the world.”
Just then Kevin came up. He was looking mildly confused. “Um... guys...”
Sam and Dean turned to Kevin in unison. “What is it, Kevin?” Dean asked.
“You’re going to want to come with me,” Kevin told them.
“Why?” Sam asked.
Kevin didn’t say a word. He turned away and walked back straight to where he was working with his computer.
Sam and Dean looked at each other. They had never seen Kevin like this before, and the
John's Children, a SPN Fanfic, ProloguePrologueJohn's Children, a SPN Fanfic, Prologue1 year ago in Drama More Like This
(The Same day John Winchester had passed away)...
A woman laid on the bed sick dying by inches. She knew today would be her last day on Earth. She didn’t know how or why she knew it, but she did know it. That’s why she finally called her daughter.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were ill?” the daughter asked. She loved her mother since she was the only constant thing in her life.
“I wanted you to enjoy your first year of college, Scarlette,” her mother told her.
Scarlette’s eyes started to water.
“Enough of that now,” her mother said. “I have things to tell you. Important things.”
Scarlette sighed and did as her mother asked as best as she could. “What did you want to tell me?” she asked.
“Your father,” her mother replied. “He is the utmost important topic.”
Scarlette stared at her. “What about him?” she asked scoffing. “You haven’t breathed a word ab
John's Children, a SPN Fanfic Chapter 2Scarlette looked from Sam to Dean to see if she could continue her story.John's Children, a SPN Fanfic Chapter 21 year ago in Drama More Like This
“Why don’t you tell us from the beginning?” Dean suggested.
“Really, Dean?” Scarlette asked. “The angels have kidnapped our four siblings, and you want me to start at the beginning?”
Sam stepped in then. “How did you screw up?” he asked.
“I trust the wrong person,” Scarlette answered. “Well, truth be told, it was an angel.”
Dean stared at her for a moment and then remembered. “Right, you know about Cas,” he said. “Which angel?”
“Bartholomew,” Scarlette answered. “He wants them to say yes.” She hoped they had to know what that meant. “If I’m anything like the two of you, I say there has to be a way out for them. A way to get them out.”
Sam and Dean exchanged a look.
“What happens if they don’t say yes?” Dean asked.
“If they don’t say yes, Dean
Palabras desordenadas.Mil aromas de recuerdos,mil sabores en los labios en desacuerdo.Lágrimas que ya están secas y se pierden en el tiempo.Descubrir que todo es igual o parecido.Que todo se escribió de nuevo pero con sabor a viejo.Palabras que vuelven del pasado se revuelven y se acercan a lo escrito en breves momentos.Todo es un giro..a lo inesperado,todo es un giro de un comienzo ya terminado.Y te ves de nuevo recogiendo cristales,pedacitos de cielo que chocan sin apenas ruido porque ya antes lo habías escuchado.Hace mucho,mucho tiempo...cuando tus lágrimas mojadas rodaban en los brazos de la persona amada.Dejas ir ,dejas en el olvido aquello que pensabas un día,una noche...una vida entera beberla sin desgastarla.Hoy todo es distinto,hoy todo cambia,ya no te vale nada.Solamente vale lo que él dejó ,quemando tu alma.Cenizas apagadas..sopla con fuerza...quizás todo así se vaya.Levántate mañana,ponte de nuevo tu coraza,cierrPalabras desordenadas.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This