AoT: A Valentine from Marco. The Reply.AoT: A Valentine from Marco. The Reply.6 months ago in Romance More Like This
You held the letter close to your chest with a blush of disbelief on your face and turned in towards the corridor wall. Of all moments you decided to read such things. If only you knew it was a love letter, you would have opened it and read it in private. At first sight it simply looked like a simple white parchment envelope. All that was written upon it was your first name. And there you were about to enter the dorm room where all your fellow trainees where busy chatting away merrily after a long day of running laps and perfecting combat techniques. You scan through it again…taking in each and every detail. Making sure you hadn’t misread anything or were mistaken by the letter’s content. The sweetness of Marco’s words made the inside of your chest feel warm and your face even warmer. You really had no idea how to take this. You’d been working beside him for nearly three years now. He was a nice friendly charming person, but you never expected anything li
Unbearable"Come on, Luce! You have to come with us!" Natsu said, shaking the job request paper. Happy flew around in excitement.Unbearable9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh… I don't know, I'm feeling pretty tired from our last mission." That was a really hard mission, and with the thing being able to use Fire Magic, Natsu actually wasn't much help. I had to rely on Aquarius, and we all now how well that goes. The whole thing was exhausting.
"Are you sure? It pays 350,000 jewl…" Natsu said, his expression going down a little.
"Yeah, It's fine. I'll go the next time, promise." I gave him high five for luck and smiled.
"Alright then! Lets go, Happy!"
I watched the two head for the exit when the door opened in front of them. It was Lisanna. I titled my ears slightly to hear their conversation.
"Hey Natsu! Happy! Where are you guys heading off to?" She smiled up at Natsu. He returned one.
"On a job! We're leaving now," Natsu explained.
"Aye! Lucy didn't want to come with us though," Happy said, with a hint of sadn
Rainy Mood..."What's tha matter, little one?...."Rainy Mood...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The thunder-like rumble stirred her from her thoughts; cloudy thoughts, dark..and grey sad and heavy. Thunder almost seemed fitting for the gloomy storm that had taken up residence inside her chest. Well, it would have .had the thunder not been so warm.
It chased away the gloom for the briefest of seconds .allowing a faint flicker of sunlight to pierce through and grant her happiness .only for the heavy clouds to rush back in and darken her spirits once more as they shrouded her heart in a dark grey. She lifted a hand to dab at her kohl lined eyes, her long, flowing sleeves absorbing the raindrop tears from her dark cheeks before she risked lifting her violet gaze upwards towards the owner of the voice. Her master.
"N-Nothing .nothing at all, m-master ." She smiled though her choked tone gave it all away as she looked up into the face of the towering Faron. He was a giant fierce, proud and usually withou
Who am I?Drip, drip, drip.Who am I?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Splash, splash, splash.
The blood on my wrist
Bleeds with a slash.
Told in vain.
I can't remember!
What is my name?
In the pouring rain
The clouds blackening
Am I insane?
Can someone please tell me?
What is my name?
What is my name?!
Lost in a crowd.
A nightmare...a dream?
I can not see
It's pitch black
I can't even remember me...
Why am I such a fool?
Within my self
There is a duel
Why are these my thoughts,
When I can't even remember a thing?
Drip, Drip the blood goes..
Right down the drain.
I can see the death
But who am I?
Without thy flesh....
Stubborn -Vore-"You really are a stubborn little thing, aren't you?" ..Stubborn -Vore-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The rumbled words were really more of a statement than a question. That much, the seamstress knew ..
but that didn't stop her from letting out a very loud, very frustrated and very obvious sigh as she felt her world shift about again in a ripple of slick, slimy muscle and she was flipped head over heels once more to land, sprawled across the broad surface of the faron's tongue; grimacing as she lifted her left hand from a particularly large and thick puddle of drool.
"Y-you could say that " She grunted, attempting to shake thick strings of saliva from her fingertips, but they clung tightly. Not that it would have mattered anyway. She was soaked head to toe in the stuff, her thick skirts heavy with the giant's drool.
Another flick of his tongue sent her tumbling backwards and she gave a muffled squeak, flailing her arms to try and keep the bucking muscle from pushing her clear back towards th
A Death in Battle"I... I broke my promise.. I'm so sorry..."A Death in Battle5 months ago in Settings More Like This
The moon's light was just enough to see by, it's silvery gleam bouncing off of everything. In the forest, the tree's would normally block most of the light, leaving dark shadows to hide in. Out here, in the open, Adderpaw had to make due with what he had, which was low brush and large rocks. The ground here felt rough and uncomfortable, his pawpads protesting with every step. It was nothing like Moonclan's soft soil, which was mostly covered in leaves. Then again, nothing in Pebbleclan was like Moonclan. Which made him wonder why Fallenstar was so keen on getting this cat's to come back to the moon. They wouldn't fit in. Their pads were rough and worn, meant for this hard ground. Their diet consisted of fish- which made the young apprentice gag. Fish may be plentiful here, but if he were a Pebbleclan cat, he wouldn't touch it even if he were starving.
Some voices broke him from his thoughts, his eyes darting to lock on the direction
Comfort Food -VORE-He was moping again. That big brutish blue eyed giant. How dare he poke at her for all her emo moods when he was hardly any better when it came down to it. But the difference this time was the fact that there was a valid reason for his mood today. He wasn't just throwing a fit ..he'd had a genuinely rotten day.Comfort Food -VORE-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She didn't know the details but judging by the way Finn had looked at her and motioned for her to hide, she could guess that Tyre was pretty pissed off or very very down about something. That's when he liked to eat her most. And when he was in a bad mood, he often failed to remember to be gentle. Which was why she was all too happy to huddle back in the deepest corner under the bed by her little makeshift nest.
She huddled back beneath the covers, trying to remain as silent as she could as she listened to the giant storm and thunder around his room, slamming drawers and pounding his fist against the wall she would have gone to hid
Thomas y Marie---Cambio de roles---Final--Hora de la muerte 4:56—Se escuchó decir al medico detrás de todosThomas y Marie---Cambio de roles---Final2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Todos parecían afligidos por la perdida de nuestra querida Jazmine, sus padres lloraban sin parar, Fred había salido de la hitación, de hecho, solo quedaba yo en la habitación, todos se encontraban afuera, alado de mi estaba el cuerpo frío y sin vida de Jazz, mi amiga, la mejor de todas, que tal vez…solo tal vez…pude haber tratado mejor de lo que lo hice.
Entro Peter con los ojos un poco rojos, sabia que había llorado, pero es demasiado orgulloso para admitirlo. Atrás de el entraron Fred y Javier igual de tristes, yo solo me encontraba sentada en el sillón blanco alado de la camilla, ellos se acercaron y quedaron frente a mi, los tres, observándome…como si no hubiera otra cosa que hacer.
Mis manos apoyadas en los descansabrazos del sillón en el que estoy sentada, alzo la cabeza lentamente y aparto algunos cabellos de mi rostro. Veo a mi mejor amigo, Peter, en medio de mis primos, Xavier, hacia mi derecha, y Fred, a la
22-Angeles y DemoniosThomas: verdad hiciste eso????22-Angeles y Demonios3 months ago in Romance More Like This
Marie, Thomas, Chris y Sofia estaban en Ice and Fire, una tienda de helados de Paris. Si estaban alli era por un unico motivo: Thomas se quedaba en Paris, no solo para estar con sus hijos, sino porque Marie le habia dado una segunda oportunidad.
Marie y Chris comian un helado de chocolate, mientras que el y Sofia deboraban uno de limon, y los miraban, atonitos. Como podian comerse algo tan asqueroso como el chocolate????
(Yo: que quede claro que soy una de esas personas que piensan que el chocolate es uno de los mejores inventos de este mundo)
Debia de ser cosa de los Demonios, pues todos lo que tuvieran sangre demoniaca (excepto Chris) detestaban el chocolate.
Chris le habia contado a su padre aquella vez que habia congelado el cableado del colegio para que no tuvieran clase. Marie protesto al recordar eso, pero Thomas le dijo a su hijo: Asi se hace!!!!
Sofia: papa, estas alimentando su ego, no ocurre nada bueno cuando la gente hace eso.
Al terminar los
Spirits Broken and Bloodied"How many did we lose?"Spirits Broken and Bloodied4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fallenstar pressed his Deputy as he met him on the way back to the battle. Spiceshadow licked his jaws, covered in blood that had apparently belonged to Quickwind. The fight had ended while Fallenstar was away, distracted by the birth of his three...no, two...kits. Warriors and apprentices herded caught PebbleClanners towards MoonClan territory, and others carried fallen or injured Clanmates.
"We haven't counted yet, Fallenstar," Spiceshadow answered calmly, he himself carrying a lifeless Dewstone on his back.
"Fallenstar!" a voice called out as the MoonClanners pushed past their leader. The tabby looked towards the source of the voice that rose among the constant drone that he was used to in his ears. He made out the dark shape of Endlesspaw, whose fur began to shine a silver in the rising sun as they trekked across the open PebbleClan territory back towards the heavy forest of MoonClan.
Endlesspaw was carrying a limp figure on her back as well, much like Spice
Done For YouDone For You1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The lights were off, the house was quiet broken glass from picture frames lay scattered about the floor. Empty bottles by the sink still warm from bruised lips, words and actions from earlier were all misunderstood and twisted by others. The truth is in the beating hearts of the lovers who where laying on the carpeted floor, tears still staining their faces. His arms were wrapped around her, hands resting on her stomache, her breathing had calmed down minutes ago meaning that she fell asleep in his protecting arms. He laid awake holding her, as the fight from earlier was still fresh in his mind. The fight was formed from lies that were fed to her by someone he now wish he never met. He shook the thoughts away once he felt a little kick from under his hand, he smiled and thought, "This is my angel and our child is our saviour." He placed a kiss to her shoulder before lowly and gently singing into her ear, "The best things in life come with a price,the star that burned so bright faded th
Challenge 25: Insomnia -VORE-Samira groaned…flopping back against the plush pillows that made up her nest-like bed. She looked at the clock again, the electric blue numbers illuminating her room with a soft glow. It was nearly 3am…Challenge 25: Insomnia -VORE-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She'd been in bed since a little after 11.
She was tired. So very tired….but sleep refused to come. Her mind was wide awake…pestering her with thoughts. Worries and dreams alike…
She tried to work around it, tried to put herself to sleep with a bit of reading…even attempted to draw a and write a little, but despite how active her mind seemed to be tonight…her creativity was not.
It was depressing, really….
The mouse gave another weary groan, rubbing at her tired eyes with her paws as she cursed her body for keeping itself from sleep.
3:30 came and went…
Maybe she could call up Dean…No doubt the bat was perfectly wide awake. This was his daytime after all. They could meet up at the 24hour café…grab some hot chocolate…
Hmmmm~ yeah….that sounded nice.
She started to reach for her phone, be
Thomarie- De amar a odiar y viceversa. 7Thomarie- De amar a odiar y viceversa. 7Thomarie- De amar a odiar y viceversa. 73 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Estaba en la casa de Fletcher, después de terminar el café su mamá nos dijo que vayamos a sentarnos a la sala a conversar un rato, que ella quería lavar los platos, Fletcher y yo nos dábamos la espalda cada uno sentado en su propio asiento, en unos minutos la mamá de Fletcher apareció con una cartera a la mano y se había cambiado de ropa, se veía muy elegante.
-Ya me voy al trabajo-me miro y se dio cuenta que estaba chequeando todo su conjunto-¿Hay algo de malo en mi ropa?
-¿Qué?, no nada, es solo que-mire más detenidamente lo que llevaba puesto-la chaqueta está muy cerrada lo que le da
Teacher!England x Student!Reader: WaitingTime continues to tick away each second I waste of waiting. I hear the ticking clock echoing in the room, as well as my uneasy breathing. This silence is killing me; this anticipation of waiting makes me more restless. I'm just normally sitting on my chair, staring at the long arm of the wall clock right in front of the chairs.Teacher!England x Student!Reader: Waiting2 years ago in Romance More Like This
There's still an hour left before the school gates will close. I break the silence a bit by pushing the button of my pen endlessly, wasting another fifteen minutes. Then I hear footsteps coming from the hallway. My heart beats quickly as it comes closer and closer. I guess it must be him. The door is swiftly opened and I was right.
"Ms. ______, you're still here..."
It's my homeroom and English teacher, Mr. Kirkland. He must have forgotten his English book and student records on the desk.
"Oh. Sir, I'm waiting for someone."
He takes a short pause and walks towards the desk.
"Who are you waiting for?"
I couldn't tell him when he asked me. Why can't I be more cour
You Had Me At Hello- Italy x ReaderYou were new in town and you were wandering around to be familiarized with some places. You didn't want too far though, you didn't wantYou Had Me At Hello- Italy x Reader1 year ago in Settings More Like This
to risk getting lost in the streets of Italy on your first day here. It was two in the afternoon. Your parents were back in the hotel. You were staying in Italy for three months and you did not want to waste any moment of it.
You stopped by a flower shop to see if wanted anything.
The bell hanging by the door rang as you entered the shop, gaining the attention of one of the shop workers "Hello there, bella!" he greeted.
You had to admit, your heart pounded when your eyes turned to him. In truth, he was very handsome. He had a lock of hair sticking up on the right side, his brown eyes glinted in happiness, and his warm smile can make any girl smile back at him. And you were one of them.
You smiled back at him making him think you were thanking him for the greeting.
"I'm Feliciano! Is there anything I can help you with?" You turne
My Kits, Now ApprenticesThe Moss Rock was slick with ice, and harder to climb than usual, but despite her protesting bones Patchstar made the climb anyway. This was a special ceremony; her kits were about to be apprenticed! She wanted everything to be perfect.My Kits, Now Apprentices8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her kits, groomed and eager, waited patiently in the Nursery for her to make the announcement. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Her six kits nearly tumbled over each other getting to the front of the group of cats who were slowly making their way from their warm nests and pockets of sunlight to the chilly camp air to gather in front of the Moss Rock.
"Today, we gain six new apprentices to the Clan." Patchstar announced, her own excitement rivaled that of her kits'. "Horsekit, Scratchkit, Frogkit, Scorpionkit, Creamkit and Whitekit, you have all reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you all to be apprenticed." She smiled at her kin.
"Creamkit," she called one of her daughters up
No importa el ambiente que sea, sera un bello amorLa lluvia corría y llenaba de una fuerte tristeza ala ciudad de Danville , mientras que la hija de Phineas Flynn , Marie Flynn corría desesperada mente sin rumbo alguno , con lagrimas cayendo por sus ojos . La joven se detuvo en un gran árbol , se sentó , puso sus brazos junto con sus piernas y empezó a llorar desconsoladamente , nadie la veía por la neblina y su llanto tan agudo y suave hacia que nadie la escuchara . En otra parte del parque , se encontraba Thomas Fletcher , buscando sin para a su mejor amiga , la cual , era la chica que estaba llorando , Marie .No importa el ambiente que sea, sera un bello amor3 months ago in Romance More Like This
El joven no pensaba darse por vencido hasta encontrarla ; hasta que con su gran oído de músico , logro escuchar ese llanto que nadie mas podía , el de Marie , corrió lo mas rápido que pudo hasta llegar de donde provenía el llanto , no iso mucho esfuerzo ya que se encontraba un poco serca de ella , y la vio ahí llorando solo , sin
God My Constant CompanionPain is constantGod My Constant Companion9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sickness is normal
Joy and happiness a burden
Ordeal of becoming old
Life became a misery
Through the pain and suffering I became closer to God
My thirst for His knowledge grows
My thoughts revolve around God and me
I fear not because God is with me
Only God, my constant companion, understands my plight
Only God comforts me with love,
knowledge and understanding
Only God, through Jesus’ blood sacrifice,
can free my soul and give me eternal peace
I praise God for all the blessings He has given me
Thank You GOD for the love You have given me
by E. W. Rantala/RocksRose - December 7, 2013
HopeWhat would you do,Hope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When it's all over?
Would you stand up,
Straight as mountains old,
And shrug your shoulders?
It might be;
Your final end.
But would it be worse,
If you had waited?
How could you have known,
This was it?
Would you have just stood,
Back like rivers bold,
And watched it's demise?
Like pariah zealots above,
Gazing down from,
Black flower skies?
Why should you,
Have thought to reconsider?
Would you have just given up,
And let minute things,
Slip by and slide away?
Was it to be your own idiocy?
Or breath of ignorance,
Destroying the fragile dark,
From the mighty light;
This very day?
What was it that made you,
Stay here to breathe?
Was it that inky niggle in,
The chaos of your mind,
And that instinct within,
To just carry on and cope?
Most would declare that,
You are an angel,
But some say without
Courage: there is only hope.
Nine MaidensDid you see them dancing there?Nine Maidens1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nine young maidens, fair of hair!
All dressed up in Sunday best,
And their most unusual guest.
Old man Dewer with his fiddle of gold,
Played and played despite the cold.
He played while they danced,
And soon had them entranced.
Laughing and singing,
Jumping and spinning.
With rose petal dresses,
And braided gold tresses.
But when the fiddle dropped,
The dancing stopped,
And each young maiden abruptly still,
Would stand forever atop that hill.
For old Dewer’s music had sunk to the bone,
And rose petal dresses now unyielding stone.
But stone does stand forever still,
In all places but that hill.
Where nine young maidens twist and swoon,
In the gleam of a hunters moon.
But come now please, don’t stop and stare,
Go and join them if you dare,
Those nine young maidens, dancing there,
With their braided golden hair.
You stopped believing in fariesTo the boy who never grew upYou stopped believing in faries9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and parades around in suits,
Make a wish.
You created smiles dusted with magic
and embedded them in my mind.
Pick a place,
In a world within a world
where imagination infects like laughter.
Hold my hand.
We visit one more time
to remember the dreams that once were.
Return home soon