Choose IChoose I4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: There's no way I could possibly own the Legend of Korra. It's too awesome for my mere mortal hands.
Korra was minding her own business when something disrupted her. It was one of those rare normal days she experienced, and she was going to basket in it for as long as she could. Ever since she came to United Republic, it was either the local gangs, other jealous benders, or crazy mask freaks chasing her around the city. She craved excitement after learning she was the Avatar; yet, there was a part of her that missed the quiet days of her home in the south.
She was cuddling with Naga, reminiscing on the days when she and Naga played in the snow, when two boys barged into her room. The boys were her closest friends and best of allies, the brothers Mako and Bolin.
Their entrance caught her off guard, and she wanted to snap at them for interrupting her lazy day. What's so important that it needs to r
Night of the porclein dollsThere´s a pram tonight didn´t you know?Night of the porclein dolls4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A pram for the twisted and wicked little girls
The night of the porclein dolls
Ravenblack ringlets and waves of pink synthetic hair
And lace everywhere
Velvet dresses in black and spiderweb kneesocks
Minitophats with black roses
Pink dresses with candy prints, rainbow unicorns
Wear a cupcake on your head and marshmallows on your fingers
This is the night when porclein dolls come to life
Let there be sweets and bloodfilled cakes
And a knife going through someones head
Laugh until you can´t breathe no more, what do a doll need lungs for anyway?
Let there be chocolate and a bloodfountain
Then climb up a mountain of corpses
And have a picnic on top of it
Play the harp on your ribcage while singing about the forgotten ones
And dance until your legs fall off
Then stitch them back and keep on dancing
And when the sunrise come then crawl back into your grave
Don't...Don't tell me my depression's fakeDon't...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I'm the one feeling the pain
That keeps driving me insane
Don't yell at me to get over it
You'll make it worse
Then I start to curse
When you say
It's easy to stop
How do you know?
I'm not you
Don't tell me to stop
When I'm trying to explain
Don't call me a liar
When I practically scream the truth
Don't tell me I'm a fake
When I start to cry and shake
You try and help me
But maybe you're tearing me down
Even more then I'm already torn
Or maybe it's the truth
I won't accept
Or maybe you're wrong
And I'm stuck in this mess
Now I'm not sure
If I should allow to help
But if I fight
I won't gain a thing
Because you're my last hope
So I may have to stick it out on my own
See if I can get you to leave me alone
But I know you're trying to help
So what can I do?
I know all this will make me stronger
But your tactics are wrong
Just listen to what I have to say
And don't say I'm a liar
Don't say I'm making up excuses
Don't say I'm not in pain
Don't it is ea
Her Sepia Scarf 01Her sepia scarf - 01Her Sepia Scarf 014 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"A Abigail ? Wha What are you doing ?"
"Just what we both want, Mary."
"You know that we can't "
Abigail is facing me. She's so close. Too close. Her hands slowly glide on my waist and hips. She's smiling.
I know that no one else is here. We're in the middle of nowhere, in the backyard of her family's country house. Hazel and Cocoa, her two dogs, are lazily drowsing under the autumnal sun. In front of me, ageless vineyards spread out as far as the eye can see. Along both sides of them, the thin tops of the highest poplars I've ever seen slowly sway with the gentle wind. The last brownish leaves get free from them, fly for a moment as if they had to escape something, but finally, beautifully, fall onto the earth.
There are only chirps of birds, whispers of wind, and nothing else than the bright blu
Trapped In The Closet pt1 TxIMmm, Irene Trapped In The Closet pt1 TxI7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Late afternoon light streamed into an empty classroom, the silence punctuated by a soft, sultry voiceand the catlike tread of a student, moving so as not to be heard. As she entered, nothing was seen to stir but the dustmotes that danced before the window. It was the muffled activity behind a closet door that now piqued her interest.
The voice sighed, then continued. You taste so good, I cant stop A single, bare lightbulb harshly lit Teresas face, but to her ardent admirer it was the very brilliance of Paradise illuminating a holy vision.
Mmnn, but theresmmphI heard a Irenes protests, and Teresas moaning, came in bursts between their frenzied kisses.
Who cares? Teresas ebony curls tickled the trembling girls collarbone. Caught between her own weakness and the fear of eavesdro
Letter to a 3rd Grade SelfSunset trickles sweet between the pine needles. Sit, motionless- Don't fidget. The branch is hard, but if you lean back just so and tuck your feet up you'll find that it's not so bad. Stare hard at the orange and gold that illuminates the boulevard. Force your brain to take a mental picture, burn the image onto your retinas. Watch your shadow lengthen beside hers, marvel at the detail that is etched into your silhouette. Say nothing- Do not be the first to shatter the silence. Close your eyes half way and look straight ahead while peeping out of the corners of your vision. Look hard for what's not there, feel the tickle of tiny fingers on your shoulder, the whisper of warm breath at the back of your neck, the brush of wing beats across your cheekbone. Hold your breath until the horizon claims the day at last. Crane your neck looking for the willow tree down the road and find that you can't see it from your position; wish half-heatedly that you'd taken the other branch before she did. DLetter to a 3rd Grade Self5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Chapter X:We're The 99 PercentBetrayed!Chapter X:We're The 99 Percent4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
By the rich
By the greedy
By the high
Of the backlash
Us to silence
You've broken us and are on the run!
As sure as the rising sun!
Look what you've done to everyone!
Just wait till you're under the gun!
On them all
That we won't settle for less
By them all
By the blamed
The 1 percent
(Your view rests on our broken homes
Our broken dreams
Our broken hearts)
This pain remains, it always remains!
(This weight we can't carry any longer
The weight of our sorrow
The weight of our pain)
I'll carry you to your grave
In you has all been abandoned
Is my flesh and soul
Time to reap what you've sown!
You've broken us and are on the run!
As sure as the rising sun!
Look what you've done to everyone!
Just wait till you're under the gun!
Old ChevaliersThe horizen starts to lower,Old Chevaliers4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as the day begins to end.
Each moment faintly cowers,
when our souls begin to blend.
And every word we say,
the wishes and the whens.
The chevalier cursed in blood.
As it weeps, just as it has bled.
And i find myself crawling,
begging in deep dark sin.
Sacrificing for a purpose.
far stronger than any man.
And these scares upon my shoulders,
trailing along my skin.
Wings that hold the holders.
To the most beloved of men.
No longer will i fear,
the past marked in death.
No longer will i ever shudder.
From the eyes that haunted me then.
And the opposition is what i've acquired,
an existence brought in me.
My bloodless golden intention.
My crimson loving queen.
Sing the song of songs.
Sing the song of deeds
Sing the song that shatters.
That arouses from skull to feet.
And break the walls around you,
rule the lands you see.
Take down each forsaken empire,
and by your side i'll be
Tell the day you die in bed,
and those eyes begin to bleed.
Is the day i meet my fa
The beginning of an end GxVGoku walked down the road towards Vegetas new house,. Vegeta and Bulma hadThe beginning of an end GxV8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
split about a week ago and she had only just kicked him out. Goku didnt know
why they decided to split up, it probably had something to do with the way Vegeta
liked to treat Bulma. He could be pretty mean at times.
Goku reached the door and went to knock it, but as his fist hit against the door,
the door swung open revealing a long dark hallway.
Either this door was open already or Ive got stronger Goku laughed to himself
as he slowly walked into the darkness of the hallway. Vegeta!!, Vegeta!!. Where
are you? He continued to wonder through the house. He walked through the
living room which only had a TV and a sofa in it. Then he pasted the kitchen which
was messy and cold, the fridge door had been left open and there were milk
cartons every where. Finally, he decided to check upstairs, as he walked up the
stairs he could hear a faint crying noise from a nearby bedroom. G
TeresaXClare-- updatedWarning: Clare/Teresa, nonexplicit yuri, sappy romance with erotic allusions.TeresaXClare-- updated8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Perils of Proximity
When she rescued Clare from the yoma all those years ago, the girl was weak, mute and nearly helpless to assert any of her needs, much less to care for herself. Teresa bathed her in order to dress the many infected wounds left by her captor. Although the girl had winced visibly at the pressure on her countless bruises, she never once cried out; it was as if she were so accustomed to the pain she didnt notice. Teresa felt the familiar pang of a suppressed memory but she suppressed the tears that insisted upon falling, and resolved herself to finish the task.
The girl was young, but old enough to know shame; yet, she didnt seem aware of it, even to cover or protect her bruised, exposed flesh. Teresa understood all too well. Her own body had been sold like a head of livestock, exposed and humiliated to
Coronary - nekoniCoronary - nekoni10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"GOKU-SAAAAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" ChiChi screamed, stopping in the doorway of her living room, her eyes wide open in shock and her jaw slacking.
"Oh hi ChiChi!" Goku grinned, standing up, clad in nothing but his sweatbands. "The guys came over, so we decided to play a game!" he grinned, waving a hand of cards plainly in the air for all to see.
ChiChi looked around the table, her body starting to shake in shock, disgust and anger as she took in the HAPPY faces of Yamcha, Krillin and Vegeta. "Wha-What are you all DOING!? You're practically naked!" She shrieked.
"I'm not!" Krillin perked up, raising his hand, still wearing his gi pants and boots. Yamcha nudged him immediately, his fear of women having kicked in once again at ChiChi's shrill voice.
"Awww ChiChi!" Goku laughed, shrugging. "We're just having a little fun!"
Vegeta took his cue to smirk and lean his head against the other's hip. "Yes, a lot of fun."
Goku blinked down, then patted the prince's head and grinned cheesily. "See?
Through my eyes chapter 3~Chapter 3: Waiting~Through my eyes chapter 38 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Broly paced back and forth in the waiting room, he was starting to grow uneasy as already three hours had gone by and no response from any of the doctors on Vegeta's condition.
"Broly!" Kakorrot shouted as he came dashing into the waiting room, baby Voku was in his carrier as Karrot quickly sat the carrier down in a nearby chair.
"How's Vegeta?" Kakorrot asked, watching as Broly only shook his head.
"I don't know..." Broly replied, sighing as he returned to his pacing.
Kakorrot frowned as he took a seat next to the baby carrier, grabbing a baby bottle as he tried to feed his infant son.
His eyes however remained on Broly, watching as the much bigger saiyan was growing worried.
Kakorrot was surprised when he had crossed paths with Broly again; He had assumed the larger saiyan had died on planet new Vegeta.
Yet some how, Broly was able to find a abandoned pod, escaping it's destruction and blindly floating through space before crash landing on earth.
Broly of course
ComforterComforter5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
(the triple lunes that
MECANIQUE DES FLUIDESTes cheveux lissés d'étoiles légèresMECANIQUE DES FLUIDES3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
et les parfums des fleurs aux lanternes limpides
où s'accrochaient nos fées hachées
abstraction minérale des gravités mortes
quand la neige est pure
On Dating WerewolvesOn Dating Werewolves4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A Guy's Guide to Dating a Werewolf
by Dylan McAllister
So, you've met this really cool girl, and somehow you either think, or know, she's a werewolf (she probably dropped the hint to come and look up this sheet, hoping you'd take said hint). Well, congratulations and good luck, because you're going to need it. Dating a werewolf is a bit different than dating a normal girl, but as long as you understand a few important guidelines, (which your life might just depend on) you won't get neutered — trust me, I grew up with my girlfriend, and we've been dating for a while now, and she was born a werewolf, so listen up, I know what I'm talking about. In fact, having a werewolf girlfriend (or boyfriend for you ladies) will be the most awesome relationship you could ever hope to have in your entire life. Most of the below also applies if you're a human girl interested in dating
RavenCalm demeanor and quiet voice.Raven9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A cape of blue her hero costume of choice.
Though within her mind there is much diverse.
Her emotions are separate entities through a kind of curse.
Each identified by a different colored cape
Pink happy, gray timid, green bravery, and red rage who continues to try and escape.
Though from close contact she stays aloof.
She is continuously hounded by the team goof.
No matter how often she refuses to admit a smile or laughter
Whenever she leaves you can see him trailing after.
Perhaps one day he will admit defeat and let her go.
But the future id hidden and you never know.
She may finally laugh and make his day.
After all, what the future holds who's to say.
Saiyan Instincts Chapter ThreeGood luck son, dont forget dont get too nervous, Ill be there right next to youSaiyan Instincts Chapter Three8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gohan nodded he was too nervous to say anything. Goku and Gohan got into
position at the top of the aisle. Gohan took a deep breathe as he looked over his
shoulder he saw his mother, Chichi, cuddling Goten, he had fallen asleep on his
mothers lap, Chichi had a cloth in her hand ready she knew she was going to cry,
so she prepared herself.
Someone opened the door of the church, both Gohan and Goku took a
deep breath in. It was Bulma, Bura, Vegeta and Trunks as they walked in they sat
near the front. Gohan saw trunks and blood started to boil, it was like his heart
was on fire. He looked down and quickly turned away from the audience watching
him and Goku. He nudged his father. Dad weve got a problem
His father looked down and sighed Your not the only one
Vegeta? he said swallowing hard, trying to keep himself down.
Dawn-Chloe and DerekThe sunlight filtered through the blinds, my eyes heavy from sleep. My mind was taking time to register everything around me. I knew I was in a hotel, the one we checked into just last night. Then I noticed I wasn't alone in the room.Dawn-Chloe and Derek5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Morning." He said, sitting on the edge of the bed near me, rubbing his thumb along my jaw line. I sat up, fisted my hand into his shirt, and pulled him down into my lips. That definitely woke me up.
"Morning." I sighed, our lips only an inch a part. "Now, tell me why you're in my room." He pulled away and taking his warmth with him, frowning.
"Am I not supposed to be in here? Am I not allowed?" He asked, an edge of hurt joining his words. He was giving me the look. See what you did now, Idiot? Apologize and do it fast. I told the voice to shut up.
"It's not that I don't want you in here!" I said quickly, then blushing at my wording. "I mean, what i-if Aunt L-l-lauren found you in here on the b-bed. S-s-she be a-a bit upse-e-et." I heard him chuckle,
Deeper ScarsDeeper Scars9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey Vegeta," he called out as he appeared in the room, not giving the slightest regard to the other man's whereabouts. This, of course, was why he nearly tripped over him as he stepped forward. "…Oh! Sorry," he scratched his head, grinning apologetically to the prince sitting on the floor. "I was just gonna ask you if you wanted to…ah…hey, whatcha doing?"
Vegeta growled under his breath at how easily distracted the other man was. "Kakarrot," he replied simply, evading the question. He continued wrapping bandages around his arm, pretending Goku was not there.
Goku bent his knees to bring himself down to Vegeta's level, resting an arm on either leg and tilting his head curiously. "Bandages, huh? Have you been training hard?"
"No, Kakarrot! I've been drinking tea!" he spat. "Of course I've been training!"
"Ohh. It sure looks like it," he nodded, first observing the blo
BxV fanfiction EMFP Part OneEternal Moonlight of the Flawless PrideBxV fanfiction EMFP Part One8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I dont own DBZ or Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Stay quiet for a moment if your big mouth will allow you. His whisper pierces through her. She can barely see him. Her eyes are squinting and struggling to climb through the shades of reproachable darkness. Right now there is an ocean of senses between them. The senses shift like waves very faultlessly, as they each are at this time: Nothing but voices.
He is on top of her as she lay there, peering down upon her through the fragile layers of moonlight that crawl and fade across her pale skin so very vaguely, but not enough to disclose emotion. He breathes heavily, his face now concealed with night so that she too cannot be sure of his expression. Only the contour of his fatally handsome features can be assured, the silhouette of his wild black hair atop the soft light, his perfect frame and sculpted muscles, all which remain
The ViolinistHe used to play for hours alongThe Violinist8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Used to play sad melodies
For a forsaken love
In the lost deep darkness...
Played for the one who loved without limits
Who made him feel something more
The one who despised him once before,
That kept his heart and left...
Alone, he walked to the graveyard
And once more he played...
The ravens came to listen to him in silence
The cold gravestones moaned with the sound of music.
But the one he loved nothing said...
Didnt smile...didnt cry...
He played for hours along...
Sad melodies of somebody in love,
Somebody desperate who have already suffered,
And alone in the dark,
The violinst played to me...
© Lady Amdis
DanielleI shook, unable to breathe as I got my first glimpse of my ear. Supporting myself on my sink, sweat dripping off of me, I had pulled my hair back to see what the tugging sensation was. It was elongating, coming slowly to a point. My eyes were wide, my heartbeat insanely fast as I watched, terrified, as my ears turned into those of an animal's.ÂDanielle4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stood there a moment, a creepy sensation spreading throughout my body. My muscles became sore and tired as I panted more and more, bringing my hands to my lips and ears as I backed away from the mirror, afraid. I sobbed, tears starting to drip, my lips trembling. "What's happening to me?" I asked quietly. I pressed my tongue to my teeth, which were also elongating and sharpening. I felt them with my fingers. They were becoming fangs.
Without hesitation, my body threw itself onto the floor with a loud thud. With my new, sensitive ears, I could easily hear the bones inside me beginning to rearrange and morph. I coughed and sputtered,