Dark Hearted-Part 1Dark HeartedDark Hearted-Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The buckskin colt trembled, several seconds later, the blow of the powerful mares hoof struck him to the ground, and he let out an earsplitting wail.
Please dont hurt me! Please! I promise to never come back to the Dark Herds lands again! he pleaded.
The young red roan mare raised an eyebrow.
Who says I shouldnt she replied coolly, an icy edge to her tone.
Every other intruder has met the fatal blow with these words, she swished her chestnut tail in the warm sun that beated against her back, her green eyes narrowed to slits.
No-no! Please . I have my whole life ahead of me..please dont kill me please.. the buckskin yearlings voice was reduced to a whimper now.
The mare hesitated and lifted her head, to look at the powerful grey tobiano stallion that stood behind her, the expression on his face just as threatening as hers.
Finish him he snorted, nodding in encou
The LHPIt began as a small project under NIST. An oddity, it was called, something that should never have received a single grant but somehow managed to survive. Leave it to the bureaucracy to spend tax-dollars researching the impossible. Maybe it was the media over-hyping the biotech sector, maybe it was the availability of art majors willing to call themselves scientists, maybe it was just a pandemic of stupidity, but the ball got rolling. They got a budget, a staff, a few offices, their own parking spots, even a title. "The National Institute of Standards of Humanity," they started calling themselves. They hired me in mid-July.The LHP8 years ago in Humor More Like This
I wasn't really sure why they needed a guy with my resume. I was too scientific for them; they had to have known that. Looney pseudo-scientists like these didn't need someone to stand around ranting about their lack of empirical methods and their logical fallacies. Hel
Don't CryDon't CryDon't Cry7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A girl like you with such a smile
Warm and kind through your heart
A love of beauty sparkles all over
I wish so many times as I want to
Hold you in my arms
Making your problems disappear
Like thin air
Sometimes I dream of us
A dream where are together
The flowers continue to bloom
So wonderful it's make you happy
*Don't Cry, Pretty Girl
Just hold on
Don't worry, Pretty Girl
Many things happen as I walk by
Seeing you sad as you cry
I look as tears drop
My own heart started to stop
A cheerful look to see
Moments appeared like a memory
Given support as you are caring
Telling you that I'm patient and waiting
**Don't Cry, Sweet Girl
Keep it up
Don't worry, Sweet Girl
Right now, more than ever
I'm willing to be by your side
Hopefully you take me in your arms
Letting the stars continue to shine
You continue to feel my heart
So beating, it wonderful
We remain so far apart
Did my best as I still think of you
Hoped that we'll always be tru
Dark Hearted-Part 2Dark HeartedDark Hearted-Part 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The water of the crystal clear lake lapped gently at its shores, the deep heart of it reflected the beautiful blue in the sky.
A young, dun mare drank from the lake, swishing her tail in content. Her deep, golden coat shone in the sun, and her white blaze glowed.
Around her, other horses drank too, as the heat of the day had obviously gotten to the herd, and the lake was on their territory, after all.
Savannah! Hey, Savannah!
She lifted her head, flicking her tail in greeting to the young black stallion who approached her.
Ravenstorm she greeted the raven pelted stallion, who stopped beside her.
Savannah, Ive been looking all over for you! I couldnt find you on the trip to here.. where were you? he asked, cocking his head.
Savannah felt guilty at this, she had told Ravenstorm she would walk with him on the herds trip to the lake, when infact, she had gone with someone else.
The pretty dun mare opened her mouth to
Dead InsideDead Inside9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the tears forming
Sitting in my eyes
But no matter what I think of
I can not cry
I feel drowsy
And am hardly awake
But no matter what I do
I can not fall asleep
I feel fatigued
And feel unstable when I walk
But no matter how uneasy I get
I don't want to eat
I feel depression setting in
That's causing this insanity
But no matter what is happening
I can't help my smiling
I'm slowly becoming numb
I feel dead inside
I feel as if my soul has left me
I'm just a body, acting on it's own
A smile on my face
With actual feelings unknown
I don't really care
What happens to me
I feel as if I'm already fading
My life is deafening
I'm already on the edge
What does it matter if I'm pushed
I'm walking past the rail
That earlier I broke
And I'm looking over the edge
Wondering if I should jump,
Because I've become numb
And I feel dead inside
I feel as if my soul has left me.
So why be alive?
the begining of the endIt's the begining(sp?) of the end,the begining of the end5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I sit here in wonder. Can time bend?,
I can fend for others in their hour of need,
bu twhen it comes to myself,
I let down my guard,
it's not that hard to curl up in a ball,
and around me let the whole world fall,
and even though it was rather hard,
you somehow found your way in,
and I thank you for that my dear friends,
and although I find it hard to say,
there's not a day I couldn't get by,
without any of you caring love.
La La LieYou're blind, my love,La La Lie5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You cannot see, what it is you do to me.
I need you my love,
But do you need me?
I feel as though you'd prefer to be free.
You're blind my love,
Though not in your mind.
Your friends are the ones that you'd stand behind.
I need you my love,
Please don't be unkind.
We're in this together, may I remind.
You're blind my love,
But I know you're trying.
And that's what leaves me forever crying.
I need you my love,
Please no more lying.
Little white lies I'll no longer be buying.
Forever my love,
Will be forever pending.
I want the happy but never the ending.
Big-Ass Character Sheet (Updating)Big-Ass Character Sheet (Updating)5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Verse: (The universe your character belongs to. Can be original or fanfiction. [Ex: Original : The name of your book, movie, game or whatever. Fanfiction: Pokemon, Star Trek, Naruto, ect.)
Date: (The date this sheet was completed.)
Full Name: (Self explanatory)
Pronunciation: (Self explanatory)
Nickname/Alias: (Does your character have a pet name, fake identity, or any other thing they like to go by? Put it here.)
Meaning: ([Ex: Emily means "admiring" and William means "protector"] If you aren't sure your character's name has a meaning look it up, I'm sure you'll find something. If it's a fantasy name you made yourself, give it a meaning.)
Origin: (How did you come up with your character's name?)
Title: (Do have a title along with their name? [Ex: Sir, Captain, Ms.])
Pet Name: (What do other people call your character? [kid, squirt, babe, ect] May be insulting, endearing, or a combination of both. May have more than one, if other characters call them different things.
ID Number: (A num
APH - The End - Chapter 7The following story is purely fictional. For the most part, all events are fake and have no basis in the real world. There are parts of this story that correspond to actual events, but they are few and far between. The following story is a Hetalia based fiction set in a post apocalyptic time line, which also details many fictional and few actual events leading up to the "Apocalypse." The characters are anthropomorphic representations of actual countries, micronations, cities, and regions, as well as some fictional countries. Their depiction is in no way meant to show any disrespect for the actual places they represent. All of the characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya, the original creator of Hetalia, or deviantArt's Hayahachi and Cammy-kun. None of us own the actual countries or have any ties to them politically, and do not intend to imply that we do.APH - The End - Chapter 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Please bear in mind that this is not an entirely happy story. Some very terrible things will happen to the characters in this story.
Xati - Smoky PastsXati - Smoky Pasts8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It wasnt that Xati was irresponsible, it was that well, he had a very short attention span. Xelcan asked - demanded, really - that the Nobodies hone their skills, if not to simply give them something to do. Liemyx didnt like needing to make new cleansers every day instead of her own research and he didnt want to go through the poisoned Cinnamon Toast Crunch thing before.
However, seeing Xati practicing well, it made him wonder. Sure, when the boy was bored, he was known to play with his smoke, usually little pranks on the other nobodies, but he never really practiced his skill.
No response. Odd, usually hed get a cheerful reply with a cute nickname thrown in. Xati was sprawled on the loveseat, legs hanging over the arm and on arm folded behind the other. He was shirtless, his hair pulled back in a low ponytail, simply pulling it from the back of his neck, and a cigarette was perched between his lips, creating
Distracted: Tokka"Aren't you finished yet?"Distracted: Tokka5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
An eyebrow arched. "Excuse me?"
"If you don't stay still, I'm going to mess this up."
"Why did I let you talk me into this?"
Sokka dipped two fingers into the bowl of white paint. "Because you know it's a good idea. Now I'm almost done, so stop talking for a couple more minutes, okay?" He brought his fingertips to Toph's chin, making sure to cover every bit of her pale skin. "We need camouflage, and this war paint does the job beautifully."
"This makeup had better work," she mumbled.
Sokka set the bowl on the ground and leaned back to admire his work. He'd never seen a woman wearing the traditional war paint of the Southern Water Tribe. As he looked at his wife sitting across the earth tent from him, he couldn't image why women didn't wear it every day. The grey, white and black painted across her face only accentuated h
Si yo no te tengo a ti Cap III- Este Gracias - le extendí la mano y le dedique una gran sonrisa.Si yo no te tengo a ti Cap III6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- De nada Respondió un poco confundido, mientra me tomaba la mano. - ¿Por qué me das las gracias?
- Por ayudar a Hinata. Sentía una extraña energía circulando por nuestras manos, Sasuke no me soltaba la mano y su mirada me tenia totalmente atrapada, podía sentir como, con cada respiración un calor muy particular lentamente comenzaba a extenderse por mi cuerpo. Últimamente las cosas entre nosotras han estado raras y como no hemos tenido tiempo de aclarar algunas cosas, pues supongo que se estaba apoyando en ti. Por eso de corazón te doy las gracias.
Seguía con sus ojos sobre mí, sostenerle la mirada se hizo una tarea muy difícil de mantener y ahora la sensación de cómo los colores subían a mi rostro era total.
- Lo hice por Naruto, no puedo creer que haya cambiado tanto por ti, pero a
I'm sorry...I tried to escape this world...I'm sorry...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even though I said I would stay
I'm sorry I lied to you love
Maybe you can forgive me someday?
Just so you know the last person I thought about was you
I thought about our jokes
Your laugh, your smile, everything and anything about you
But than everything went black...and I swear my heart broke
Even in the darkness I still saw your light
Maybe that's why I'm still here...
I know I promised I would keep fighting this fight
But there was just too much fear
I'm sorry if this hurts you...
I'm sorry if I let you down
Please don't leave...help me make it through
I still need you or I will forever frown
Are you mad at me?
I really am sorry my friend...
It was just getting too dark to see
But I'm glad it didn't end...
I still haven't done all I've wanted
Haven't got my chance with you yet
And if I was gone your face would always haunt
I'm waiting, for we still haven't met
So I'll be here...
Just waiting for your forgiveness this night
And I'll understand if you
WhereLittleSiberia'sComeFromThis is mostly just for fun. It's an Alternate Universe kind of thing, where Anastasia and Dmitri's relationship is a bit different! But you'll find out more about that after reading it. Keep in mind that this is not 100% canon for the two, but can be used in some situations. xDWhereLittleSiberia'sComeFrom4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her violet eyes watched carefully as the men trudged through the snow. They were surely on their way to another of her villages to pillage, plunder, and possibly even steal some women. They braved her winters and were surprisingly durable... for men from the South.
She hmphed and moved a bit to get a better look at them in between the trees she was using as a hiding place. They seemed to be moving slower than usual... with less purpose. As if they were carefully studying their surroundings. They must have been looking for something, she concluded. She nodded a bit and stood up straight, carefully taking note of all the creatures around her. A few birds flew overhead and in the distance she could hear wolves
Disastrous intent .He's watching her hips sway to the rhythm of the war drums.Disastrous intent .3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dis-dis-disaster, dis-dis-disaster is coming.
And it's wearing silky panties that have
daddy issues written all over them.
+The Tale of Shirix++The Tale of Shirix+8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The voices fell from the celebration as the white-haired witch with the black draconian headdress laughed loudly. It was by far the best day that the could have in their town, October 31st. The fog was gorgeous, the night sky seemed to dance in the lingering melody erupting from the group of werewolves singing.
Halloween Town was alive with the festivities, and Irish was just as excited. She was sitting at the fountain in the town square giving rune readings to the folk, at the moment talking intensely to a zombie.
She felt deeply inside the striped bag of stones for one that felt just right as the undead woman spoke to her. "I want to know the upcoming year will be a good one." Shirix replied sweetly, "My dear, it's always good luck to have your fortune read on the new year!" She drew out a stone and smiled assuringly. The symbol looked rather like a pointy 'B'. Holding it between two fingers, she turned it to the undea
We Are the PagansWe are the Pagans, Children of All,We Are the Pagans4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Celebrating the seasons, standing Tall!
We mean you no harm, Though we may seem weird,
But we really are not people who need to be feared!
Many separate paths do we walk alone,
To experience the wisdom of what we are shown,
Goddesses and Gods light up our ways,
On darkest nights and during brightest days!
We are the Pagans, Children of Earth,
Celebrating Nature and Her rebirth!
We see the beauty in all of creation,
Yet it needs no standing ovation!
Our religion comes from no book,
It is inside that we must look!
Go with your feelings, trust your heart,
The Old Ones will teach you to play your part!
We are the Pagans, Children of Air,
Seeing it all, whats really there!
Not afraid to trust our senses,
And go beyond restrictive fences!
Walking between uncounted, unseen worlds,
As before us true reality is now unfurled!
Not all will sense or truly believe,
But tis up to you what you will perceive!
We are the Pagans, Children of Fire,
Of learning and grow
My lionAdmittedly, I was a rotten child. I liked to spend my time throwing rocks at stray dogs. No one ever bothered to stop me until the old voice in the alley.My lion7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Why are you throwing rocks at puppies? It was an old man voice, deep and gravelly, so I didnt stop.
Because I want to, old man, I retorted and tried to sound mean. There was no warning before I heard a yelp and felt dirt under my shoulders. I tumbled over and realized the yelp had come from me. I lay on the ground and listened to my heart beat. That old man had pushed me down, and now he would pay. You asked for it! I yelled and grabbed the first rock I laid hands on, then jumped up to face him.
At first I could only see stars. Then I saw the lion. He was sitting like a giant cat, and his tail twitched around behind him.
Dont eat me! I yelled on instinct and dropped my rock. He licked his lips.
Why not? I heard the old man voice ask. Was this a trick? I looked ar
A Wiccan FarewellMerry meetA Wiccan Farewell9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And merry part
Always keep you in my heart
Till merry meet again
Always keep you here within
In my heart
Or here with me
And blessed be
Well, Hello BeautifulWell, Hello BeautifulWell, Hello Beautiful7 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Some men aren't looking for anything logical...
There's something beautiful in the thought of a world without reason, without rules, without logic. It's an untamed sort of beauty that can't be captured, only unleashed; a fiery brand of passion that courses unbridled and wild throughout the world.
And maybe, somewhere along the line, he is beautiful---in a dark and sinister form of the word. Then again, beauty has never truly had a specific shape, because one has never been able to personify it a form to that of its true value. So, perhaps such a darkened décor is only but another class of beauty...
But there's something about the rabid insanity that he wields that has me mesmerized. It's a vividly personifying aura; the mere vertigo of it could be enough to kill a man. It makes you think---and think, and think, and think.
There are nights where I am unable to sleep, where it eludes me and questions without an
Blood Debt Application- IrvingHe had just moved into the city a few weeks earlier, nervous and scared to leave the home hed known almost his entire life. Though born and raised for a few years in Baltimore, hed spent the last 17 years of his life in the small farm town of Elberta, Alabama being raised by his mother and grandmother. Theyd lived on a small farm, subsiding on what they were able to raise and grow on the property and selling anything leftover for a minor profit. Despite living on a farm in a town where no one had much of an education, his mothers dream had always been for him to go to college. In Elberta most of the students didnt complete high school, and even if they did the education theyd been given was sub par.Blood Debt Application- Irving7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was his mothers dream that had landed him in the city. Giving him all the money that had been saved up over the prior months, which totaled only 561 dollars, they sent him off to try to make something of himself. Hed already set up a small