Dragon Age: First KissDragon Age: First Kiss4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Bethany groans, manners abandoned, as Hawke's passionate laughter drifts through locked doors.
Varric idly pokes the fire. "Something on your mind, Sunshine?"
"Them." She states.
He smirks, mental image literal. "So much for virginal purity."
"I'll have you know," she gasps, "I've never been kissed."
"We can fix that." He takes her hand and kisses it.
"Not like that--"
Effortlessly, his lips gently stall hers. Her eyes widen, rebuttal silenced.
LoveLove.Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A vulnerable state.
A strong desire.
A physical embrace.
A goodnight kiss.
All these things
we often use
to describe love.
But Love is something
that is much too powerful
to be able to describe
justly and accurately.
You won't know
what Love truly is
until you've felt it.
It is an experience,
or many experiences,
that is impossible
to truly put into words.
The Proposal StoryHarry trudged his way through the snow and towards the pub. Oddly enough he didn't even feel the cold, or the snow hitting his face. He just felt so warm inside. He entered the small muggle pub called Willow Street Pub and saw his friends sitting in a corner drinking and laughing. Ron must have noticed him because he waved, signaling to Harry to join them. Ron, Neville and Dean sat around a small wooden table, each a beer in their hand. They were all looking at him eagerly in the silence, "I'm engaged!" Harry announced and his friends broke out in applause. "Well done mate! If only Neville here could do the same." Ron shot Neville a crooked smile. They had all been joking for months now that it was due time he proposed to Luna. Neville blushed and leaned in, everyone else leaned in as well. "Between us, I have a ring...I'm just getting up the guts to you know...ask her." He said looking to Harry as if he would somehow give him the courage. Harry sat down and was about to helThe Proposal Story3 years ago in Romance More Like This
-Drarry- Need Me, Want MeNeed Me, Want Me-Drarry- Need Me, Want Me3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You don't "need me". What you have is a disgusting obsession. But if you feel you have to pursue these feelings you have...," Draco said with a sigh, "You must win me. And in order to understand how to win me over, you must learn to want me. And believe it or not...that's a lot harder than you'd think it would be." They've been over this thousands of times, and still Draco could not manage to get it through that thick skull of Potter's that he wasn't what the other man needed. It wasn't even five years ago that they still hated the guts out of each other, for Salazar's sake. Although a lot had changed after Harry Potter testified for Draco Malfoy, he still thought he could manage to ignore the dark haired prat. With no such luck, of course.
Not even a year after the trials, the annoying Saviour of the Wizarding World still managed to contact him. Draco only ever agreed to meet him out of curiosity. After all, what other reason could he have? It didn't ha
A quick drinkIt's late.A quick drink3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm going over everything
for the third time.
The light on the screen is a mild blue. The lights are off. I prefer working in the dark.
My fingers dance over our plans as I walk to the door. It slides open with a quiet
I nearly walk right into him.
"Can't sleep either?"
"Nah," I mutter.
He smiles, understands.
Walks past me into my quarters.
Gestures to my messy desk.
"making yourself crazy with this
He is holding a bottle of wine. It's the bottle I brought him
in the hospital.
He said we would celebrate
once he got out.
I protest. I want him to leave. Not tonight. Tonight is important.
I need to concentrate.
"Shhh," he cuts me off. "Just take five minutes. A quick drink.
Then I'll go."
He pours the wine.
"Shepard. You know you've done everything you could,
"You know me,"
"I'm never sa
FearFear4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Fear; An inevitable force of terror
Its power evolves throughout the world, in all different shapes, sizes, and forms
Fear is the very weakness of the human body that renders the movement, and functions of the human body, unstable
Fear is the very corruption in the dark corner of the mind, wanting to take control, so its vessel will fall to the very brink of madness
Fear is the very cancer flowing through the circulatory system, unleashing its deadly venom to cross through the veins
Fear is the very dark desire burning into the heart, building up, waiting, to carry out gruesome, unspeakable acts of violence
Without these things, fear, is obsolete, and will cease to exist
But this does not matter, for fear is an ongoing nature that we cannot destroy
And those who attempt to do so, will later be consumed by its horror
Reignite: Part IJOKERReignite: Part I3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"This is Admiral Hackett.
Normandy, come in.
Joker, come in.
I grab the headset.
My voice is shaky
But he interrupts my stumbling phrases
and half-formed words
to shatter my world.
The headset slips
through my numb fingers.
I'm scrolling through old messages.
Reading them won't do me any good.
Nothing can come of it.
My eyes travel over a message labeled
"So you're a daddy's girl?"
And I open it
Saw you talking to your dad the other day.
How's it going?
She bugged my office.
Did you know-
She told me I'm quarter krogan.
I'll keep that in mind...
'keep that in mind'?
What do you mea
-Drarry- Alcoholic Events'There's a stranger in my bed.' That was the first thought that registered in my poor, abused head. I groaned, not wanting to move after the alcohol I consumed. I had never planned to drink that much. I breathed in, and inhaled a really pleasant smell, which staved off my nausea. Whoever I bedded, that person smelled wonderful, and I soon drifted off to sleep, instead of dealing with the harsh light of the day.-Drarry- Alcoholic Events3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I rolled over, expecting the body next to me. Instead I found the other half of my bed, which was cold. A smell penetrated my nose, and I registered it as eggs and bacon. I hurried to the bathroom, and threw up unceremoniously.
A hand lightly touched my neck, and pulled back my blond hair. I recognised the scent immediately.
"Not so hungry, then?" the voice asked. Male, then, I decided. I couldn't answer, because the next spasm shook my body, and I was leaning over the toilet again. Why was the person still here, if it was only a one-night stand? God, if only I could reme
Kaiden Alenko and the Twisted Universe - Chapter 1Sometimes I really wish I was someone else. Or that I at least had a different name. Something simple or normal. Like Steven. Or maybe James. Hell, I'd go for John if I had to. Just as long as it was not Kaiden fucking Alenko.Kaiden Alenko and the Twisted Universe - Chapter 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Sure it's just one letter change from the amazing L2 Biotic Specter God Kaidan Alenko.... But still! How hard is it to actually check your spelling! I can't remember how many times I've received some top secret information "for your eyes only" or something such by accident because some bureaucratic idiot could not check what the hell he was writing on the Receiver part of the message! I don't need to be interrogated by some hotshot agents AGAIN because I received something I was not supposed to. Because of a spelling error! It gets real old .. real fast.
You know, it also does not help that by some nasty quirk of nature we also look a like. I mean I'm in no way related to the bastard. Is he even a bastard? I
CobwebsOnce upon a time, I was lured into a web. It was all too tempting to simply avoid. With it's beautifully intricate spirals made of a delicate, glistening silk that disappeared and reappeared with the changes in the breeze. It was a ghost. Something wrapped in taboo and disbelief, but all the more desired because of it. Only beautiful because we're not quite sure what it is. Feared because we do.Cobwebs5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And so I fell. Fell deep into its embrace, powerless, tangled into those translucent strings, unable to move and hardly able to breathe. And yet I did not struggle. I did not scream nor did I thrash about. I did not attempt to break the phantom strands that kept me tied. For I loved them too much to destroy them.
I loved their warm embrace. I love how, when a breeze came by, I shook with them, but never fell. I loved the sturdiness, the stability that those translucent fibers gave me. I loved how I could look at the view, that sunset in all of its brilliant colors, and when the web shifted and
Hide Your Love Away - Ch. 1Chapter One: Where Loneliness ResidesHide Your Love Away - Ch. 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I had to order food from a restaurant downtown to feed everybody. But, being a kind and generous gentleman, Mr. Epstein offered to pay the bill. I refused, of course, insisting that they were my guests. I talked to my longtime friend on the phone who owned the restaurant and she kindly offered to have one of her employees drive the food down, since I had no car.
"Thanks, Jenny." I sighed.
"It's alright, Gennie, just try not to have an episode until they leave." She laughed. It was kind of an inside joke, our names; her name was Jennifer. Mine was Genevieve. So we called each other the same name, only spelt differently. Jenny and Gennie. I was always bitterly jealous of her dark beauty. She was tall and lean and had beautiful dark skin and chocolate brown eyes. She was so exotic looking, even though she was French, just like me.
Me? I was short, small and bland. Yeah, I had red and hair and green eyes, but people couldn't see it because I
Inspire Me Yesterday - Ch. 12Chapter 12: UnrealInspire Me Yesterday - Ch. 125 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
God help me if I could ever find out who the man was in my dreams. As I waded through fog as thick as tears, I could see him as he escaped my arms once again, nimbly letting our skin touch, but never letting me feel him. I could hear my heart beat in my chest, the heavy thumping making my stomach churn. Who was he? He looked so familiar, but I just couldn't figure it out. "Paul?" I called out. "Is that you?"
And as he would turn to answer, my eyes would fly open, and morning had rudely interrupted just as I was going to find out.
The bloody dream had been reoccurring for some time, ever since things had gone right with Paul and wrong with John. I couldn't help but notice that when Paul held my hand or kissed my cheek, it made every part of me sing out and dance for more, and it would do the same when John made his snide, sarcastic comments, or brushed his hand on mine in passing in his small attempt to win my heart.
But this day, this morning, everything has changed.
Love-A prepositional poemLove is a power, words cannot describe.Love-A prepositional poem8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An everlasting feeling,
Thats always alive.
Come aboard my train,
and youll find a Mothers love for her child,
Well travel into the bond for owner and pet.
Playing, and laughing, thats the best.
No were amidst kittens cuddling on a blanket,
While the owner admires love through a book.
Following Romeo and Juliet,
Our world has found a power,
that can not be destroyed.
The love between two friends, maybe more.
Look, and youll find it upon the air, as music plays by a candlelight dinner.
Across town sits a little girl, reading math for fun.
Our next stop is another kind of love,
beyond newly weds and magic,
Beyond all galaxies and stars, The love for planets,
As a scientist studies Mars.
Come with me now, Inside a house around Christmas
Opening presents for fun, We study love for God.
Celebration and trees, what fun that looks to me.
Cmon Ill name a few more, Come and see
Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won't : DrarryI finally escape from the crushing crowds for sweaty dancers long enough to stumble into the entrance hall, empty except for a single figure on the grand staircase. I start over not realising who it is and I'm only enlightened when he tilts his head up. Pale blonde hair appearing honey coloured in the flickering torchlight, no wonder I didn't recognise him. His grey eyes find mine, devoid of their usual animosity, enticing me closer.Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won't : Drarry3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Harry." I'm not sure which startles me more, his soft tone or the use of my first name. I collapse on the stair next to him, not caring if it's a trick, too tired of avoiding dancing.
"...Draco." I look closer and spot dark bags under his eyes; worry, stress, lack of sleep? "You okay?" He shrugs slightly, dress robes shimmering in the orangey glow.
"Just tired I suppose..." he yawns and leans against my shoulder. I repress the urge to shove him away. "You smell good." His nose suddenly nuzzles into my neck.
The doors to the main hall open and a giggling c
QuotesHave you ever felt that feeling whenever you see someone, you freeze and your heart starts to beat so fast and you have to hold on to something so you wouldnt fall? Sometimes when they talk to you, do you utter stupid words and end up embarrassing yourself? Its not that you want it, but just the presence of that person makes your heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Would you be brave and admit your feelings? What if its simply not meant to be, do you give up? Or keep trying and end up with nothing? Well, thats love. Its irony speaks, but you got to take risks to get answers. When you meet someone and you gradually fall in love with that person, try to express your love to her because every moment you wasted would be equal to tons of regret in the end. Dont wait until its too late to tell someone how much you love, how much you care. Because when they are gone, no matter how loud you shout and cry they wont hear you anymore.Quotes9 years ago in Teen More Like This
Mutio-Dragon Age Origins Pt. 1"Lethallan!"Mutio-Dragon Age Origins Pt. 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She heard it, the name she had grown so fond of back home, and she whipped her head around. To what end, she did not know what to expect, but when she saw him, all part of her heart fell to pieces. His skin had darkened by his exposure, his eyes turned a dull black, almost grey. His beautiful blonde hair had turned black, and fallen off, leaving his head balding. His body was rigid, his muscles slightly less protruding then they once were. Something about his demeanor was disturbing, but she found that she was not afraid.
"Tamlen! Tamlen, is that you!?" her voice was almost alien to her, nothing else matter. He was here, and he was alright.
Duncan had lied to her. Those pained weeks where she believe the elf that she had grown up with had vanished, without a trace, into the darkspawn underbelly, now stood before her. Though he didn't look the same, It was still him. She caught his gaze, a black liquid seemed to be pouring from them, leaving thick paths down his face. She t
Celia's Last NativityIn a classroom, in a corner filled with toys, an old grey teddy bear saw a tiny speck of something glinting on his paw.Celia's Last Nativity7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Ah, said old Ted. It must be Christmas time again.
I suppose theyre making Christmas cards, said a lamb with only one eye.
Or paper lanterns, said a doll, whose name was Jessica.
They are making paper chains, said Winnie, the soft-bodied rocking horse, who was not only taller than the other toys but also closer to the children. And they are decorating their strips of coloured paper with different coloured glitter. They are going to look splendid.
But what a dreadful mess it will make, said Ted.
I dont understand, said another doll, Annabelle, how it is that the glitter gets all the way over here, when the children are doing their making over there.
We shall keep finding bits of it for weeks afterwards,
You Won'tYou won't find it.You Won't5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You won't find it in the prose you write.
In the pages you read.
Nor will you find it in the books you burn.
You won't find it on the wind.
You won't find in it the trees.
You won't find it in the blazes you start.
You won't find it in the people you know
Nor in the people you break
Nor will you find it in webs you weave
You won't find it in that hole where love used to be
You won't find it where hate replaced trust
You won't find it in the foot prints you thought you left
Nor will you find it in the green grass that's grown over them
You won't find it.
You won't find it.
I can't find it.
PoC- First ImpressionsPitter patterPoC- First Impressions5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flirt and flatter
My heart it beats
Like the constant rain
It eases the pain
When I am here
Down it pours
My heart it soars
I feel right now
I boldly face
In warm embrace
I'm here with you
Anathema, chapter 1Anathema, Chapter OneAnathema, chapter 15 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Legion Centurion in command of the Palace Guard was charged with dereliction of duty. Although the Council has officially denied the stories of a palace break-in, the rumours persist. Muddled accounts of the events and principles range from a madman intent on spit-polishing the Emperor's shoes to a master thief stealing one of the legendary Elder Scrolls-
Thwack. The latest copy of the Black Horse Courier hit the table so hard that everyone in the room flinched. And stood behind that table, with an expression that suggested he might take up genocide as a hobby, was a very, very unhappy High Chancellor.
"Who," he hissed so dangerously that a few people shuffled back in fear, "Told them?"
Silence was his answer. A crowd of uneasy faces stared back at him: guards, messengers, maids, scholars. All people who had been present on that night, all people who knew what had actually taken place the event he'd
I started to think about youa.I started to think about you6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't think it's the loneliness
that gets me in the end.
Well I can play my own songs now
and you can listen to what I choose to strum.
Maybe you'll miss me for a moment
cause my voice once might have made you cry,
but you know we have plenty to keep us busy.
I'd be lying if I said that
you've disappeared after all this time,
because every boy I meet
turns into a beautiful monster
trying to ensnare me in his words.
Stay under my bed, cause I won't invite you in.
I'm stronger than anyone I know
(but I wish I didn't have to be) and
(I wish I didn't have to start over) and
(I wish I didn't hate everyone before I said hello) and
(I wish) ah, wishing never did me any good anyway.
I have discovered that it's a big world
and I was living in a dark cave.
I'm taking the exit,
and I am bathing in the light
and it hurts it hurts to drag myself
into this lonely landscape.
But god if I can make it up here
I need not worry about emptiness.
I don't think it's the l
Broken GlassForgive these broken piecesBroken Glass5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shattered on the ground
Forgive this found thesis
That so woefully abound
Forgive these shattered remains
Forever broken on the floor
Remains that once were beautiful
Can now never be restored
I cringed when I heard it
That ominous sound
And when I saw, I knew
That is once my heart was slashed
Ways to be killed by Sasori1. Call him pinnochioWays to be killed by Sasori7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
2. Sing random puppetty songs, like the one off pinnochio.
3. Call him a "real boy"
4. Ask him if he still has ALL his equiptment.
5. Ask if you can check, then chase him around, trying to pull his trousers down.
6. Repeat until severly told off.
7. Ask him what he REALLY does with Deidara when they go on missions.
8. Draw on the Hiruko puppet he conceals himself in.
9. Call him a peadophile.
10. When he asks why, tell him he child molests, then point at Deidara.
11. Tell him to meet you somewhere, then show up two hours later xotakux2002x
12. Tell him to meet you somewhere, and be two hours early and shout at him for making you wait all that time xotakux2002x