Elysium...You sleepElysium...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the silence
within your breathing
I think of you
deep inside me
that was meant
to be loved
that were hidden
yet always saved
savoring sweet elixirs
my natures honey
to quench a thirst
the force of you
and I rise
upon an altar
at heavens stars
to bring your light
into the flowing caverns
I never thought I would get there
until I fell in love
Mass Effect: Demons - Part 1Chapter I: AwakeningMass Effect: Demons - Part 14 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Shepard? Are you awake?"
Kelly Chambers' voice was an unwelcome sound in the middle of the night, rousing Shepard from slumber. Although she actually wasn't so unhappy about it. She had one of these nightmares again, which bothered her ever since Cerberus brought her back to life.
Only herself out in the cold darkness of space, desperatly fighting for air, but ultimately drifting away through the Normandy's burning wreckage down into the atmosphere of Alchera. It was always the same, almost every night. And then, when she loses consciousness in her dream, she wakes up, slightly shivering and dripping in sweat.
Only slowly did Shepard raise her head out of the pillows on her bed and took a brief look at the clock: 04:12 am. She tried to reach the panel on her night table to answer the call, nearly pushing a glass down to the floor while fumbling around.
Now i am," she mumbled after hitting a button on it. W
Republic Commando ChroniclesI sat there .my DC-17 all ready to go, my kit was ready, Sarge had briefed us, our mission was to head to Mygeeto to destroy this droid facility, we were supposed to pave the way for Aki Mundis and his contingent to take over the planet. Little did we know this mission had a very low survival rate.Republic Commando Chronicles8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
12 hrs prior.
We were awakened from sleep to be briefed on this new mission. My old unit had been destroyed on Geonosis, and well I was to be re assigned. The name is Don I was Code Named Reaper for my incredible Sniper Skills, I took out the leader of the Geonosian Contingent on route to our mission LZ from an LAAT Gunship, I was given a medal of valor for my efforts. But my unit was destroyed on the mission, I lost my brothers, due to a EMP grenade which shut down our HUDs so we were unable to communicate with one another, the droids came out of no where, they were quick and fast, I had just barely made it out. Before the cave walls came crashing down crushing my legs and the re
Halo: --Halo: -9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rachel screamed as a wave of plasma hit the street, vaporizing everything it its path. The buildings to either side were in flames or completely gone. Dead bodies covered the ground and the air was thick with smoke. The Covenants attack had been sudden and caught the citizens off guard. On the street chaos reigned. Covenant troops were dropping to the ground from the countless dropships that filled the sky while people were running, yelling desperately as they tried to escape the merciless slaughter. Sydney was slowly being overrun.
The girl gagged as the foul smell of burning flesh filled her nostrils. Her eyes watered and she struggled to breath through the smoke that hung heavy in the once clear air. Terror overwhelmed her mind when she saw a person nearby fall to his knees as an Elite rounded the corner, plasma rifle in hand. Rachel could do nothing but watch as the warrior fired its weapon, killing the man with a well placed shot to the head. Tearing her eyes from the horr
Dragon Age: Progeny Ch. 12The King rather enjoyed his early morning exercise. Sparring with his newest squires, Ronan and Kevan, made him recall those years he had spent training to become a templar. Although, he reminded himself with a devious grin, he was decidedly lacking where discipline was concerned.Dragon Age: Progeny Ch. 125 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The twelve-year-old twins, fresh from the court at Waking Sea, had been very reserved around their king at the beginning, all wide eyes and silent tongues. They could scarce believe that one who had killed an archdemon and fought darkspawn could be a person, let alone a human being. Alistair ensured that did not carry on for very long: Their first midnight raid of the kitchen, liberating a feast that had the cook crowing the next morning that they had been robbed, broke the ice and bonded them. They adored him now as they might a beloved, much older brother. Training was punctuated with low chuckles and shouts of encouragement, instead of the constant badgering and berating Alistair had endured as a prospecti
Halo: Invasion - Chapter IHalo: Invasion - Chapter I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A lone Pelican dropship flew westward across barren cliffs. A few wild animals scattered as it approached, intimidated by the roar of its engines. To the north cumulonimbus clouds brewed, but the impending thunderstorm was not Colin's concern.
From the copilot's seat, Colin-Z957 could see the silhouettes amongst the clouds: UNSC frigates and Covenant cruisers, engaged in battle high above the plains. The air between the conflicting craft was filled with 50mm high-explosive rounds and bolts of contained plasma. While no lightning had yet struck, the skies already flashed as the storm of war covered the planet.
Such was the scene all over Reach. The defending force of the United Nations Space Command was stretched thin, both across the planet's surface and in its orbit, trying desperately to fend off the alien invaders.
It had all happened so quickly. A massive Covenant armada dropped out of slipspace at the edge of the system, then immediately advanced, picking off the orbital defenses
Ezio's family OST- my take.The Tuscan summer is beginning once more: the longest day of the year is coming to an end, and music from the annual festival sounds afar. Like every Sunday, they have been enjoying a day out together.Ezio's family OST- my take.4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Now, it is time for a story. But today I am going to tell you a very a special one - as he starts talking, even the birds go silent.
- Giovanni Auditore met Maria Mozzi at her bakery. They were made for each other and immediately fell in love Giovanni left his hometown, Monteriggioni, and they moved to Florence shortly after they married. The couple had four children: Federico, the elder, would become a courteous and handsome young man, very protective of his family. Ezio was born next; he was spirited and vivacious, and he seemed to have a special talent for putting himself into trouble. Claudia, the only girl, inherited the temper of her father and the idealism of her mother. And Petruccio, the youngest boy, was a dreamer he was meant to be the artist of the family -
Sofia's diary- 19 Aug 1511-III-The market is not that far away, and I just need a few things. I don't need you to come with me, Ezio Kartal can be a bit overprotective sometimes-Sofia's diary- 19 Aug 1511-III4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I cover my head with a scarf and take my purse and a bag when I realise Messere Auditore has already opened the door of the bookshop for me.
Constantinople is beautiful at late afternoon. We are still in summer, but at this time of the day the temperature is going down and the streets are emptier, so it is much more enjoyable.
-This city is really incredible so many styles, so different to anything I have seen before -
Ezio is admiring the beautiful buildings, and his serious expression reminds me of my father. How he loved architecture! He spent hours studying the buildings of the city (especially if they were climbable). I smile.
-Byzantium, Constantinople, Istambul. Greeks, Romans, Ottomans. The different layers of culture are visible at all levels, are they not?-
He nods and we turn the corn
rape no2He rapes a young girlrape no210 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears her world apart
She tries to get justice
To mend her broken heart
He says that he loves her
Says don't you worry
And she goes and screams
Please help me daddy
No one hears her screams
Muffled by his moans
Now all her inside
Just turn to stone
An innocent young girl
A young 13 year old
A stupid mother fucker
Who thinks his dick is gold.
Bowerstone South - Fable Garret could blame his childhood for his terrible habit of walking barefoot. No matter the weather, his father never made him wear shoes. Oh, his mother would complain if he went about in the snow and the rain without at least a pair of socks, but his father would put her down with an easy, Hes not stupid. If it gets too cold hell come inside. And he always did come inside, but only after hed thoroughly soaked himself down to the bone, squashing in the mud and stomping out bugs in his mothers vegetable garden. Sometimes, when it was nice out, he would walk up and down the rows of corn without any shoes, practicing picking up things with his toes, like fallen cobs ravaged by dogs and hungry children, and popping them in his mouth (he still had the odd habit, and made a joke of drinking his ale with his feet in familiar taverns, earning him some extra gold now and again, and a few good friends).Bowerstone South - Fable8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
RaveRaveRave10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The pulsing beat of the music hums, caressing each body, lulling each thought. The colored lights flash, making the sweat shine and the glitter sparkle. The throng sways from side to side, each body perfectly in tune with the whole. A sweet escape, filled with techno and glow sticks.
Standing in the middle of the crowd, she found her peace. Crushed in the mass of life and light, she found her reason. Surrounded by fake grins and giggles, she found her release. She's found everything she wanted, and lost what she never had.
No one knows her name. No one knows her life. No one knows why scars line each milky white arm. No one knows why her neck is covered with finger tip shaped bruises. No one knows why she's crying. They don't ask either. And she likes it that way.
For now, she doesn't remember. She doesn't remember the pain, the blood. She doesn't remember his face, his name. She doesn't remember their sneers, their hatred. She doesn't remember dying inside, over and ov
RealityIsABitchWaking upRealityIsABitch4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The thudding in your brain
Confusion of what has gone on
And where you are now
And what is next to come.
How to deal with it all
Without that blanket over you
Protecting you from the cold
That had been there all along.
Feeling your way through the darkness
Your hands the only guide
It's hard to learn things you really don't want to know
As it's harder to explain them
And it's hardest to live them
But everyone must wake up
To get to where they're going
To see what they must see
And to live the way they should.
As sweet as they seem, dreams are just lies you tell to yourself
To run and hide from reality
So comes a time when you ask yourself
"do I wake, or sleep"
SleepIt is something that has avoided me for a time so longSleep4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who would've thought I could do something so simple wrong
In all honesty it is something that I no longer want to do
The reason for this is something I am going to get into
First of all it is difficult for me to sleep in the first place
When I finally do it marks the beginning of an internal chase
This chase is between how much sleep I am able to get
And the internal turmoil chooses to make its onset
This lack of sleep has left me feeling lifeless and weary
Despite this though I am trying to stay somewhat cheery
Because this isn't something that should cause my friends concern
So back to staying awake as long as I can and blind hope I return
I am hoping to an invisible force for my sanity to keep
I don't think it is asking much for a decent night's sleep
Beach GlassBeach Glass4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A girl approached a bus warily. She had never been on one before, not a transit. It was a three hour tedious ride and one she wasn't looking forward to. She hated rides by herself. She just wanted to get home.
Boarding across from her, shakily making her way up the steps was a disheveled old woman. She was scraggly and frail; the kind society views with disdain. It was clear she had just been shaven or perhaps a worse procedure done to her, for her hair was falling out. Face ashen, ears shriveled, she sat down across from the girl.
A child toddled tearfully behind the old woman, a beautiful long brown braid down to her back. She was wearing a pink dress, had on a dainty little sunhat. She strode towards the old woman and embraced her, drinking in the moment with her.
They were both crying. The girl could note the child was quite young. The embrace they shared was very familiar to her, reminding her of the many times she was enveloped in h
My Take On Cuddling I feel that cuddling is the best thing in the world. It can cheer up just about anyone. Some people say that a kiss is the sign of love, I say that a cuddle is. If you see your spouse, boyfriend, or girlfriend sad or upset cuddle with them. In that one brief moment all of their troubles and your troubles can be forgotten. So in closing remember not everything can be solved by cuddling but it doesn't hurt to try.My Take On Cuddling7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
ChavacanoChavacano, mi bonita palabra de amorChavacano8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
escondido de las playas de Zamboanga, hermosa
mi preciosa perlita, sur de Mindanao
donde tiene muchas gentes
Regalado, en el ciudad Latin
Lenguaje de mis abuelos, mi madre y mi padre
unico, de los otros palabras dentro de mi, escrito
los brillantes tonos, de las islas
StardanceI can see you when theStardance7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the glow of the moonlight.
And I feel you when the wind blows
In the harshness of the cold.
All of my beating heart,
It cries out for you.
And in the wake of the morning,
I will see you with the dawn.
Shingeki x no x HunterShingeki x no x Hunter2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
WARNING: SnK SPOILERS (Episode 20/Chapter 28 onwards)
Just some not-very-good drabble of a crossover between Shingeki no Kyojin (Attack on Titan) and Hunter x Hunter...
Because I cannot be the only one who thinks that these two people here are not not-related. (Double negative = they are related. In my drabble's case, they are the same person. *legasp*)
So... yeah. Sorry if it's horrible!
He ran his hands through his hair. It was so damn frustrating, being incapacitated because of his injury. Damn this leg! he growled to himself. A deep muscle bruise; not enough to render him completely immobile, but bad enough that he can't fight well. All because he had to save an impulsive little brat.
She really needs to work out her brother - or should I say, Eren - complex. He mused quietly to himself, then chuckled darkly. I'm getting soft
GodGod is our creator, our destroyer,giver and taker.God6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was here before the earth began.
He is kind and compassionate.
He is powerful, so powerful that nothing is... impossible for... him.
He is so great and loving that he wants to have very a close relationship with us.
Beautiful Stranger +1+Beautiful Stranger +1+10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Julia scanned the horizon. The heat shimmer made it look like the entire desert was melting into one enormous tawny puddle. She sipped from her canteen, making a face at the warm, metallic taste of the water. Despite the dull pain in her lower back and the headache brought on by staring through the endless glare, she kept quiet. She was not some fragile flower to be pampered by the men. Julia was a scholar, a researcher, a soon-to-be professor here in Egypt on a foundation grant. She would tough it out as her fellow anthropologists had done so before her. Her khaki pants and shirt were hardly the height of London fashion, but they were far more practical. She'd even accepted the pistol Mr. Collins insisted she wear holstered on her belt. He'd drilled her in its use until he was satisfied she'd shoot nothing but her target.
She'd met Samuel Collins in the museum last week while she was surveying the Tuareg jewelry on display. She tried to ask one of the museum staff where she might find
conversations with a mirror"you can never really be ugly, you know."conversations with a mirror4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"why do you say that?"
"because no matter how many people call you ugly or no matter how ugly you see yourself, there is atleast one person somewhere walking on this earth that thinks you're the most beautiful thing they've ever seen."
"well in that case, you can never be beautiful either can you? i mean, if it works both ways there will always be someone in this world who thinks you're the most horrid thing they've ever seen."