.Your promises turn.11 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
me bitter like black coffee
I crave sweeter lies
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.1 RussiaxNyoChina FanficI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.1 RussiaxNyoChina Fanfic1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Hey Hetalia and Rochu fans I hope you guys like my first Hetalia and Rochu fanfic!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
The Newlyweds China and her husband Russia are now in bed and have been resting from having sex non-stop for about 5 hours. And China is in a lot of pain
*Damn I can't feel my legs anymore! aru* thinks a exhausted China rubbing her legs while being being embraced by Russia *We just had 7 rounds of sex and I'm surprised my body isnt all the way torn aru"
"Hey honey" says Russia who brings China closer into his embrace and snuggles her as he whispers into her ear "Are you ready?"
With a face a terror she thought to herself *Again aru?! I don't think my body will be able to take it aru. But its too late I'm already caught aru*
[1 hour later]
"Hey China are you ok?" asks a concerned Russia who is cuddled up with China
"No my whole entire body is aching aru!" whines China who tries to punch Russia bt is too tired to do
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.4 a Hetalia RussiaxNyoChinaI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.4 a Hetalia RussiaxNyoChina1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Hey guys and gals back with another one! The moment you all been waiting for the results of the pregnancy tests and also the father of Belarus child is revealed! Anyways without further ado enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
Russia is just arriving home to give his wife the pregnancy test, He walks in to smelt the sound of vomit which is coming from the bathroom.
Russia sighs to himself before saying "Oh man I don't even think we need to take the test now"
Russia walks into the bathroom to see China bent over in the toilet vomiting.
"Hey honey having fun?" jokes Russia as he walks in
China lifts her head to see Russia walking in
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M HAVING FU-" snaps China who drops her face back in to throw up some more
[5 mins later]
"Wow what happened?" asks Russia
"I was drinking some water aru" says China "And all of a sudden I had to rush to the bathroom to throw up"
"Well" says Russia who gives h
A Delightfully Obscene LifeA Delightfully Obscene Life12 years ago in Transgressive More Like This
By the time highschool ended I had already become some sort of urban legend. There were rumors of many incidents that involved me, directly or indirectly, that made people believe there was some kind of curse around me. The truth is I never did half the things they swore they had seen me do, and the other half was altered and exagerated. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the status and the power that came with it: some feared me, some worshipped me, many hated me, but all of them respected me.
Now, all legends have some truth to them, and my case wasn't at all the exception. I was always seen as the beautifulest encarnation of corruption, some kind of sick fallen angel. I posessed a number of intrisic qualities that awarded me with that mysterious and unholy condition. My mouth was lust and hatred at the same time, my eyes were just like dead sweetness, my voice was so harsh and apathetic that every word sounded like the beautifulest song. Both men and women wanted me, but not many were screwed
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.2 A RussiaxNyoChina FanficI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.2 A RussiaxNyoChina Fanfic1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A few weeks has passed since the couple had that steamy night. Right now it's early in the morning and China is just getting up she is wearing a red and pink chinese-style pajamas. She looks to her side to see that her husband Russia is already up and about because he's not in bed. She feels a little queasy when she first gets up from bed but it subsided moments later. She sees her stuffed panda that Russia bought her when they started dating on the nightstand and grabs a hold of it.
"Hmmm it all started with this cute little thing aru" smiles China as she then holds the panda near her chest. She then walks into the Living room where she smells food being cooked as she walks to the kitchen she sees her husband Russia who is wearing a white tank top along with his older sister's scarf around his neck and gray sweatpants.
"Zǎoshang hǎo, qīn'ài de ā lǔ" smiles China as she kisses Russia
"Dobroye utro tebe slishkom<
God's HeavenGod's HeavenGod's Heaven5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Written by Adam M. Snow
A vision splendid of the Heavenly scene,
filled my mind with an image so clean:
the purity of the road from which I walk,
beyond the pearly gates so pure and white;
brighter than the sun's brightest light,
where the saints goes to flock.
Awestruck was I, with bright colors so new;
beyond everything of this earthly hue.
They glowed from the flowers in eternal bloom;
no death is seen, no weltering of a rose;
true beauty only God could compose -
with great fragrance, oh Heaven's perfume.
Oh the Heaven's perfumes, intoxicating scent;
so greatly with love, Heaven's intent.
Entwined with the sounds of the Heavenly choir;
great melodies with angelic boasts.
And out of the mouths of the highest Heavenly hosts,
singing with voices of fire.
Oh the tunes of Heavenly chorus great,
flowing with love and overflowing the gates.
The power's so great I fall to my knees,
I cannot help but join in to sing,
(O' great is Thy forever King -
great is Thy Maker of peace
PilgrimI'd been alone in the wastes for near ten days when they found me. The building I'd holed-up in might have been a bank, might have been a church; I wasn't going to call it. But its walls were stone-built, and most of them were still standing.Pilgrim1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Meals of tinned mystery-meat, and only-slightly irradiated water had kept me alive as I picked through the detritus. I found little more than empty, rusted tins, and kid's toys that had survived the fallout. That is, until I turned up the device; some relic that still had power. It came alive in my hands, splashing blue light across pitted grey stone and orange rust.
Of course, I was far from the only one interested in that trinket. My first warning was the quake; stones shifted beneath my feet and rusting I-beams groaned overhead. Still, that was more warning than most got, and I wasn't about to waste it. I grabbed my pack and ran.
I burst out of the shaking building, arriving at a cratered street. I didn't stop; the quake was hot on my heels. An
Guide to an Opera GhostGuide to an Opera Ghost9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
OWNER'S GUIDE AND MANUAL
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA UNIT
WARNING: PHANTOM UNIT cannot be obtained without the purchase of a CHRISTINE UNIT. Acquisition of a PHANTOM UNIT without the purchase of a CHRISTINE UNIT will result in the self-destruction of your PHANTOM UNIT. We realize the inconvenience of this, but it is necessary. Attempts to become a Christine substitute usually result in failure, but they have been proved possible in a few circumstances.
Accessories: Unit comes equipped with stated accoutrements:
1 White Half-Mask, Blob-Shape: to be worn at all times (note: your UNIT will also wear the later-stated Death's Head Mask, but only at certain occasions; such as balls or Halloween parties.) Said White Mask can only be removed by a CHRISTINE UNIT, after which your PHANTOM UNIT will go into FURIOUS RAGE MODE and hurl objects at any mirror in the vicinity.
1 Black Cloak, Silk: with Swirling Action and Dramatic Effect
1 Black Suit, worn at all times. WARNING: Attempt to dress your PHANTOM
I'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.3 A RussiaxNyo!China FanficI'm Pregnant Aru! Ch.3 A RussiaxNyo!China Fanfic1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Hey fellow readers! Back with another chapter! Also there's a little surprise at the end! Hope you guys enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
Russia has just arrived into the store to get a pregnancy test for his wife China. He looks around and he doesn't really know where to go and it frustrated him. So he did what China told him and went to the female employee for help.
"Um hello" says Russia with his famous Yandere smile "I need some help"
"W-W-W-W-W-W-W-What can I do for you sir?!" asks the scared female employee
"Well I was wondering where I can find a pregnancy test" says Russia
"Oh well I'll show you" says the scared female employee *I feel sorry the potential mother of his kid*
Back at the house China who is in bed all of a sudden sneezes. Now back to the store. The employee shows Russia the pregnancy tests. Russia was looking at them and he was feeling a little discouraged.
Russia then says to
The Death of Bin LadenI walked out into my street this morning to find people dancing, celebrating, shouting. I was momentarily confused this was too late, surely, for royal wedding excitement? I could think of nothing but sadness saturating this particular morning.The Death of Bin Laden4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
And yet. There. An image of Obama. Another of Bin Laden. Angry slashes through his face. Jeering red paint mocking at his throat.
I felt mine close.
They are not doing this.
Celebrating his death. Celebrating it like it could ever be anything good. Celebrating yet another example of the countless times humans have resorted to, and yes I shudder at the word, necessary killings, because we cannot accept one another. Celebrating as if you could force liberty and peace into a land with the tools only of violence and death.
So I swore. Loudly. And again. And again. FUCKITFUCKITALL. Over and over again. Not because I'm not capable of saying so much more, but because you do not seem capable of understanding anything less.
22don't you dare228 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
leave fake flowers over my grave
allow the weeds to grow and envelop me
because I will always be a sanctuary
for infectious things
It Wasn't Me [Samifer]Sam was so wrecked and scarred by Lucifer. He didn’t like seeing him all the time. He wasn’t able to sleep; he wasn’t able to think. Nothing. Having hallucinations of the Devil weren’t what you’d call, ‘awesome’. He finally got rid of all his hallucinations a year after they started. He was so glad they were gone. He was able to return to his normal, (well if you could call it normal), life again.It Wasn't Me [Samifer]1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He began hunting normally, like before. Dean even smiled and told him that he was glad his baby brother was better. Sam just glared, telling his older brother that he wasn’t a baby. Dean just laughed and kept driving.
Sam didn’t have a problem until about a week later, when Dean was on a hunt out of town. He gave Sam another case, which the younger hunter quickly and briefly took care of. It was very unlikely that they ever split up, but when it happened, they knew if they needed each other, to call no matter the time or circumstance.
A voice of hopeA voice of hope10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Simply my thoughts... because sometimes, i need express it.
Sometimes it's difficult to me to come up with a positive comment or thought when i talk with others. Anyway, my reasons for being here (FB, dA, etc) are quite different to others and i hope my doc understand me in this ( i need work, i need contact with my friends by example but Im aware i need rest without to do nothing but i'm not so (laze) if im awake i need to keep my focus on my art NOT on my body, because my body is very ill, much pain, much fever, much dizziness, severe cramps bla, bla...)........, but after my last and severe relapse my doc is more hard with me and just now, im here just stopping by saying "Hallo, how are u? Have a good day. Blessings" may be all, me, other patients in my same condition and U need at this moment. Doctors and nurses, God Bless them, come in, come out constantly here but what about the other rest hours in a day? They m
Now I Think I UnderstandNow I Think I UnderstandNow I Think I Understand4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What can I say? You were the best thing that ever came out of secondary education. I know we weren't that close at first, but when I made friends with you it changed me. I changed with it. I was no longer alone in all the music I loved, and you had plenty of new things to show me. We laughed like freaks and dressed in black and heavy make-up. We became obsessed with Europe, we laughed at the people who called us strange. We had a comfortable state of being, where neither of us could say anything to offend the other. We made plans for the future, and traded posters of our musical idols. You supported every piece of work I did, and put up with my constant moaning. Most of the time you moaned with me and I felt like you should have been my sister. I always made silly mistakes and you never resented me for them. All I had to put up with was you speaking Japanese (and really I thought it was cool). We weren't around eachother all the time, and I think that's h
Escape From RealitySometimes when I close my eyes,Escape From Reality3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream of a calmer time when I didn't cry.
To slumber alone in those sunshine days,
Where I was at peace: away from the craze,
Yet I fear I'm wondering lost in their urban plague.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I escape to a darker place where I can die.
To linger awhile in that luminous night,
Where I can be content: caught in the daze,
Yet I know I'm struggling now in this hopeless phase.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I think of a serene dawn while I sigh.
To vacate away in that voidless space,
Where I shall be alive: independent of that maze,
Yet I wake I'm choking air in that distant place.
But I'm just silently screaming!
From all this dismal dreaming,
When all my tears are sorrowfully streaming!
From my horrid heart that's bleeding,
Can't you see how hard I'm pleading!
LibidoLibidoLibido4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hasty kisses on parting,
A gentle touch.
A promise for more;
Because I want more.
A cheap get-up will do,
Because your time is so expensive.
Sinking to your level is easy,
Because I've already fallen.
Now Romeo materialises here,
A bay window left open.
A childhood soon left behind;
Because we all get left behind,
Dirty words uttered on clean sheets,
A primitive instinct.
Please leave my heart intact;
Because you broke everything else,
Without regret or remorse.
I'm nothing more than a spare part.
But one you can't function without,
Because you're as ruined as me.
I know you'll be back;
For we are not driven by love.
No foolish notes or memories,
Because all I can remember is pure lust.
DmuchawceRysują się wysoko na niebieDmuchawce3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blade, swobodne i lekkie
Pędzą na ramionach wietrzyków
Cichutkie, spokojne i miękkie
Słodkie, drobne, tycie marzenia
Śnieżne sny, bliskie i mgliste
Te opływają nasze serca
Śnieżne łzy, niewinne i czyste
I, SylviaI, SylviaI, Sylvia3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I died,
I watched the moon fall
With the evening tide.
Away it slipped
To the other side -
Leaving the blood in my veins
I walked with knowledge
On sacred ground,
Wherever I looked
There was nothing,
Stars sang to me
I was alive
But I wasn't really,
When I died.
The universe rippled,
There is no reality
For creation to survive.
It wasn't that great,
Watching me die-
A Noir film in colour,
Still I am just broken glass
For you to cut dreams on,
And you are all bars
On my cage.
FlawAs an angel, a warrior of God, the usage of a vessel was not something new to him. Angels both young and old had taken a vessel at one point or another. As much as God had given humans free-will there were times when He felt it just to send down one of his angelic children to guide those down below to pursue the right choices. These "people" could be seen all throughout history, lurking in the dark corners of time or standing in the spot light for all to see. The taking of a vessel was as much a part of an angel's physiology as breathing was to a human. Something they need not think of.Flaw4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Though, whether or not his brothers took notice (or perhaps they chose to ignore it), there was one flaw in taking a vessel. In some cases the flaw was subtle; at times it wasn't even there, though in most cases it was very noticeable. Perhaps that was why when a vessel was chosen they tended to be someone no one knew of or someone no one would care to remember. Or maybe it was only noticeable among ang
Total Drama Children Ch.5 DawnxScott KidsTotal Drama Children Ch.5 DawnxScott Kids1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Somewhere deep in the forest is a girl who looked like she was around 15 or 16 years old is meditating in Lotus position on a tree stump. She has fair skin, with long ginger brown hair that goes past her shoulders, with small brown freckles that went around her face , Light blue eyes, and shes wearing a light green sleeveless shirt with long white pants.
The girl opens her eyes and smiles and says "Hey everyone my name is Star. I'm fifthteen years old and I'm the daughter of Dawn and Scott Jacobs. I live in Memphis, Tennessee and I'm now in the tenth grade. I enjoy being one with nature, chilling, and being with my family especially my mother. I inherited most of my mother's traits including the ability to read auras. While I inherited my fathers hair color, freckles, and ability to sabotage. Which comes in handy when Construction workers try to tear down the forests" smiles Star "But other than sabotaging construction sites I pretty much just chill when I can" Star tilts her