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
'Commander, can I get a mirror up here?'Careful footsteps crept up behind the pilot of the Normandy and with one swift motion his hat was gone.'Commander, can I get a mirror up here?'2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Who-What?!" Joker spun his chair around. His eyes narrowed. "Shepard," He raised his eyebrow, "give it back."
"Come and get it." She smiled as she slid it over her flowy blonde hair.
"Oh, that's just cruel commander."
She slowly backed away from him and he sighed.
"EDI watch my baby while i'm gone."
"Of course, Jeff. But it is against Alli-"
"Yeah, yeah. I've already broken enough regs thanks to Shepard. One more couldn't hurt."
He turned back to Shepard, who had gained some footage while slowly walking back. He walked after her.
"Why are you so mean to me?" Joker whined.
"Because I love you." She grinned making her way closer to the elevator.
"pffftt. Love you too, babe."
Aaaanndd there was that sarcasm she had fallen in love with.
Finally he made his way over to elevator, but by then she was already on her way up to her cabin.
Upon entering her cabin tender lips met his and he pul
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
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
-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
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
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
An Idiot's Guide to GrammarAn Idiot's Guide to Grammar4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1. Study Finds Sentences Contain Actual Words!
YES: This is a beautiful picture. You did an excellent job!
NO: OMG!! sooo pwetty!
You can only get away with this if your name happens to be Elmer Fudd. If your name is Elmer Fudd, go back to hunting wabbits; you're not much more successful as an author.
2. If I say "thank you," the appropriate response is "you're welcome," NOT "your welcome." Please stop making this mistake. Your grammar is the reason I drink.
3. Most web-browsers come with a built-in spell check. If you post a misspelled word (especially in a comment), you really weren't paying attention to what you said at all, and it probably would have been better for you to stay silent. (See 9.)
4. If you're going to use emoticons, you can just as easily use the deviantART emoticons. If you don't know the commands for some of the more original ones, find a friend's profile and click on "Send a Note." Down at the bottom right hand corner of the new message box, there's a link that sa
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
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
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.
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
Inspire Me Yesterday - Ch. 11Chapter Eleven: If I Fell...Inspire Me Yesterday - Ch. 115 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat up and looked around the dark room. 3:43 am. Sleep was escaping my fragile grasp while time blew away like sand in the wind. I rested my head on my knees and stared at the empty spot next to me in the bed. I wondered silently in the darkest depths of my heart when he was going to come home. I had never been so lonely in all my life.
I suppose I should have expected this. The four boys had another show tonight, one that, apparently, ran late. The four boys were playing at a new place, a place with a lot of hormonal teenaged girls. I sighed and buried my face in the covers.
"You're being stupid." I mumbled. "It's that jealousy thing; just stop thinking about it." I heard the keyhole turn and the front door open. I leapt out of bed and to the main room where the four boys were piling in tiredly. I smiled at them, my nerves obviously shining through my skin deep cheeriness. "Hello boys!" I said. They all waved half heartedly. I scurried into the kitchen a
Ways to be killed by Sasori1. Call him pinnochioWays to be killed by Sasori8 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
Magic SonnetShall I compare thee to a Quidditch matchMagic Sonnet3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So filled are you with magic and mirth
You're Alohomora has unfastened my heart's latch
As the broomsticks fly, you lift me from the earth.
Stronger than the force of any Bludger,
Lips redder than any Quaffle
My soul you fill with hunger
That cannot be sainted by even the sweetest waffle
You are the Keeper of my heart's rings,
The Chaser of my soul's desire,
You are the Seeker of all these things,
Like Incendio, you light my world on fire.
More glorious and precious than the fluttering golden snitch,
My wonderful wizard, more beautiful and handsome than any witch.
the Hundred Year FarceThe Hundred Year Farcethe Hundred Year Farce7 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
a PLAY in brief
[Open on a bus stop with bench, currently unoccupied. OLD MAN enters slowly from SR, hobbles to and sits on the far side of the bench. He takes a sighing breath, then extricates a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket. He places one in his mouth, lights it, and smokes contentedly. There is the sound of a scuffle off SR, and YOUNG MAN is thrown bodily onto the stage, where he staggers to his feet, somewhat drunk.]
YOUNG MAN: Just you wait til I'm sober again! [Nearly falls twice] but until then, I'll give you time to think about it. [He weaves his way to the near side of the bench and gestures to it] this seat taken? [OLD MAN shakes his head, and he sits.]
OLD MAN: The fighting any good tonight son?
YOUNG MAN: The best in weeks. [Peers at OLD MAN] Do I know you?
OLD MAN: Nope.
YOUNG MAN: But I just saw you in the bar.
OLD MAN: You're the only man I know that professes to