oda do wybielaczaoda do wybielacza7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Teraz zatopie się w swoim świecie
w którym prym wiedzie truskawkowe dziecię
gdzie Renji pi*przy byaka nocami
a ja w myślach pi*prze Renjiego czasami
gdzie przez sto odcinków widza to truje
że super Ichigo wszystkich ratuje
a Orihime matkę Terese udaje
i jej słodycz spać mi po nocach nie daje D:
wzięły by się bisze trochę po miziały
by biednej Sirci włosy ze zmartwienia nie siwiały
więc co mnie zmusza do oglądania?
ogromna radość fangirlowania
nawet jak me paringi są bezpodstawne to są dla mnie niezmiernie zabawne
yaoi...yaoi... to coś genialnego
z kim by tu połączyć Truskawe potężnego?
może z Ishidą co łukiem wojuje..
do IchiRuki też wstydu nie czuje...
może z Renji wyszczekanym
albo z hollowem nieubłaganym
na pewno nie z Inoe i Tatsuki..
dlaczego ich nie lubię wie każdy głupi...
Odrobina absurduPrzywieram do jego plastikowych warg..Odrobina absurdu7 years ago in Open More Like This
Wysysam z nich słodki miąższ-
A przecież tyle razy mówiono mi
Bym NIE PIŁA!
Prosto z kartonu
The Rules of NCISThe Rules of NCISThe Rules of NCIS5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
#1- Never let suspects stay together.
#1- Never Screw over your partner.
#2- Always wear gloves at a crime scene.
#3- Don't believe what you're told. Double check.
#3- Never be unreachable.
#4- The best way to keep a secret? Keep it to yourself. Second best? Tell one other person - if you must. There is no third best.
#5- Don't throw away good.
#6- Never say you're sorry. It's a sign of weakness.
#7- Always be specific when you lie.
#8- Never take anything for granted.
#9- Always carry a knife.
#10- Never personally get involved in a case.
#11- When a job is done, walk away.
#12- Never date a coworker.
#13- Never, ever, involve lawyers, things are bound to turn nasty.
#15- Always work as a team.
#16- If they think they have the upper hand, break it.
#18- It's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.
#22- Never, ever, bother Gibbs in interrogation.
#22- Always carry a razor.
#23- Never mess with a marine's coffee. If you want to live.
#27- Two ways to fol
PrzepraszamPrzepraszam7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Przepraszam że posiadam marzenia..
Iskierki tęczowego światła w moim szarym życiu
Przepraszam.. nie wiedziałam że wszystko musi być jednokolorowe..
Nie ma miejsca na różnorodność
Przepraszam że nie jestem innymi albo nim lub nią
Przepraszam że jestem sobą i zawsze będę przepraszam
Wybaczcie że nie słucham mądrych rad jaka być powinnam a jaka nie jestem
Wybaczcie że chce sama decydować o swoim życiu..
nawet jeśli przez to będzie nic nie warte to jest moje szczęście
Przepraszam że nie umiem się śmiać z tych samych rzeczy i z tych samych rzeczy płakać
Przepraszam że gardzę szarością i że jestem zawsze z boku..
Żałuje że gdy słyszę słowo my mówię ja
Inwokacjauwaga: Jeśli ktoś strrrrrrrrasznie ceni naszego wspaniałego, cudownego i genialnego Adama Mickiewicza i nie mógłby znieść czegoś, co ewidentnie się nabija z jego twórczości, niech NIE czyta! xPInwokacja6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Przeróbka Inwokacji - wersja APH
Liciu, kochanku Feliksa, tyś jest jak zdrowie.
Ile cię cenić trzeba, Feliks wnet się dowie,
Gdy cię straci. Dziś piękność twą w całej ozdobie
Widzi i opisuje, bo tęskni po tobie.
Rosjo niedobry, co Feliksowi Licię zabrałeś
I zamknąłeś kochankom bramy,
Ty, co kraje podbijasz swoim biednym ludem,
Feliksa od Lici oderwałeś - cudem!
Gdy płaczącego Torisa pod swoją opiekę
Zabrałeś Polsce, który martwą podniósł powiekę.
I zaraz mógł do twego domu progu
Iść - żądać powrotu Lici i odgrażać się Bogu.
WhooTimeTravel Ch.8That damn cat was safely in Sakura's arms, but Naruto still kept an eye on it. The damn thing seemed to enjoy scratching up his face. But, hey, he'd leave it alone, and it'd leave him alone, right? Sasuke interrupted his barely feline-tolerant thought process.WhooTimeTravel Ch.85 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"How did you lure that cat into the alley for Sakura to catch it?" Sakura coughed and glared at Naruto. She knew what he'd done, but she wasn't talking about it, not even to Sasuke. Naruto grinned and shifted a few steps away from Sakura.
"Short story: I had a kage bunshin henge into a cat."
Sasuke was nonplussed. He had no idea why such a thing would work. "...Why would that-"
"A lady cat."
It wasn't often that Naruto, or anyone, really, got to see Sasuke gape. "What."
"You heard me."
Indeed Sasuke did. "Why?" However, it didn't make the answer any less surreal, in his mind.
"It worked, didn't it?"
"I mean, why did you turn into a lady cat? How or why do you even care what a cat finds sexy?" An evil grin split
55 Ways to Upset Javert1. Mock the lawr.55 Ways to Upset Javert4 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Sing Little People nonstop.
3. Tell him that sideburns are stupid.
4. Constantly tell him that it was once against the law to study astronomy, or even stargaze.
5. Point to a random area and yell, "LOOK! IT'S 24601!" Then when he looks in that direction, help whomever he's arresting at the moment run away.
6. Remind him that he practically killed Fantine, which is against the law.
7. Slice up a fresh baguette, and start throwing the pieces at him.
8. The above is recommended to be done while shouting something along the lines of: "HERE'S NINETEEN YEARS' WORTH OF BREAD! EVERY YEAR OF TORTURING MY HOMEBOY VALJEAN TO YOUR FACE! OH! AND HERE'S THE BREAD FROM 1815 TO 1823! EIGHT MORE YEARS OF BREAD! BUT YOU SAID HE'S TEN YEARS ON THE RUN, SO HERE'S SOME MORE BREAD TO TEACH YOU HOW TO COUNT! OH, AND ANOTHER NINE YEARS TO 1832!!! HERE'S YOUR GODDAMN BREAD JAVERT, ARE YOU HAPPY YET?!"
9. Replace his snuff with crushed-up M&Ms. When he's chasing after Valjean again (at lea
Label MeCall me preppy. Call me goth.Label Me7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Call me anything you wish or want.
Try to label me. I dare you to.
Lets see all that you can do.
StereotypesI follow a few
Can I be all? Seems too good to be true.
I can be a princessbut youll probably call me a snob
Perhaps I wish to be part of the Italian mob.
I can wear all black even if it isnt Halloween
But sometimes I wear bright colors. Am I somehow stuck
Definite Break-Up SongOnce I found a fairytaleDefinite Break-Up Song7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Unsullied in the street
I picked it up and savored it
The love songs were so sweet
But now as your possession
Please allow me to profess:
Im sick of this obsession
And Im dying to regress.
Alas, my love, Ive got to say
The cannibals have won,
Im mashed and mangled to the bone
I thought I was the one
But when I woke and looked around
And saw myself so dead
I vowed to come take back the wine
The Body, and the Bread.
Ive come to tell you something
Which I know you know I think
I tried to write it out at first
But youre not worth the ink;
I tried to spell it out in stars
But youre not worth the days
So no pretensenow here it is:
I will not play these games.
Your laughter now is killing me
Your love kept me alive
But something clicked insideI see
Such care was just contrived,
There was a time when rhymes were sung
And tears were wept for love
But now we rust and tarnish and
Its nothing Im proud
Czego oczy nie widza...Od czasu zakończenia wojny z Cieniem Daimon Frey żył w przekonaniu, że już nikt i nic nie jest w stanie go zadziwić. Koniec końców, żyjący tysiące lat Anioł Zagłady widział wszystko, co świat ma do zaoferowania, a w każdym razie tak uważał. Lecz pewnego pięknego, słonecznego, a jakże, dnia został zmuszony do zmiany tego przekonania.Czego oczy nie widza...7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wszystko zaczęło się od tego, że tegoż właśnie pięknego, słonecznego i tak dalej, dnia wspomniany anioł postanowił złożyć niezapowiedzianą wizytę Gabrielowi w jego rezydencji na Księżycu. Niestety, gospodarza nie było w domu, jednak służba w wielkiej tajemnicy poinformowała go, iż regent Królestwa, Pan Objawień, Archanioł Gabriel udał się z wizytą do Księcia Magów, Archanioł
Live your own way .Live your own way .7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Życie. Posiadanie sztywnych i nienaruszalnych zasad jest przydatne i na ogół pozytywnie wpływa na życie. Wiesz, co możesz, czego nie możesz i ze względu na to, że sam to ustalasz, nie masz problemu z trzymaniem się obranej drogi. Czasem do tego stopnia, że nie potrafisz wyrwać się z kręgu własnych ambicji i zasad, które powoli przestają dawać ci pewność. Kiedy wszyscy krzyczą, trudno jest siedzieć cicho. Nie ze względu na sam fakt, ale przedziwną inność, która na początku daje ci poczucie oryginalności, a później staje się przekleństwem. Właśnie, kiedy się od niej uzależniłeś. To jak narkotyki. Bierzesz, bo potrzebujesz, mimo że wiesz, że niszczysz sam siebie.
Życie nie oferuje wyjaśnień czy przeprosin. To my je wymyślamy.
Child, You're a MonsterYoung child, why do you cryChild, You're a Monster2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hidden deep under the sink
Hiding from the world outside
Ashamed of your tears
Young Child, you're alone
No one is going to help
No one will ever help you
You leprous child, damned to hell
Child, they strip you naked
Naked of your pride and love
Rip away your beautiful heart
That you wear on your sleeve
Child, they take it away
The shredded thing useless anymore
Look, it's gone
With your heart, they stole so much more
Empathy and love
You don't need such things
Stand up Child
See, you have grown
Grown strong, grown hard
You stand above them all
Above those children
Above those adults
Look how far that are below you
Look how useless and feeble they are
Like ants, pests, vermin, you have the power
Young Child, you're so big
Not young anymore, but an adult
You know of true hatred and how to see through lies
You can manipulate and control
You know the truth
At the age of nine
You are an adult Child, alone in this world
Look at this wasteland
At the tattered hear
20 things NCIS has taught me20 things that NCIS has taught me20 things NCIS has taught me6 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. NEVER forget Gibbs coffee
2. NEVER put sugar in Gibbs coffee
3. NEVER talk to Palmer about Lee
4. NEVER call Abby Abigail(Except for Ducky)
5. NEVER slap Gibbs
6. NEVER call Gibbs Leroy or Jethro(Except for Ducky and Jen)
7. NEVER let Ziva drive
8. NEVER leave Tony in charge
9. NEVER talk about Siberia
10. NEVER tell Gibbs what to do
11. NEVER get Ziva angry
12. NEVER bring up the name Ari or the death of Kate
13. NEVER disturb Gibbs in the interrogation room
14. Burt the hippo farts, not Abby
15. McGee has issues with being called Probie
16. Dont let the car get stolen
17. You cant get Abby near an autopsy ever
18. Tony likes to watch girls swim
19. Dont let Tony interrogate a girl
20. Without Caff-Pow Abby would crash
So take this list into consideration .and look out for Gibbs he is EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!
Zero's NightmareZero's Nightmare4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The night came as I was making my way towards the main building to use the private bathroom since mines closes at dusk. Just when I came to the door, I noticed that there was a towel outside on the knob saying that Yuki was using it as well. I didn't even bother, so I went towards the sofa, lying down and having my arm over my eyes. Somehow, everyone keeps on thinking that I killed her. Even If I wanted too, I knew I couldn't.
But somehow, she was already dead when I got to the room. Where Ichiru had her in his arms looking at me with those hatred eyes of his. I wanted to kill her badly. And yet, the opportunity slipped away from my figures. I couldn't even pull or squeezed my hand that was around her neck. Or that, I had a gun pointing at her, I just couldn't do it for some reason.
I was just glad, that, there was no harm to Yuki. Cause if there was, and if she was really a vampire, then, I wouldn't know what to do. I don't want her to become a vamp
CM: Ravage“You should have made the deal.”CM: Ravage3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The words continued to haunt him as he lay in bed that night. He would close his eyes and see his face towering over him, as if he was sitting on top of him again. He’d open them, the words would echo in his head. Something was wrong with him, thinking about Foyet the entire time. It wasn’t even close to the anniversary of her death, and that was the worst part. It was for no apparent reason right then—just late night thoughts about some of his old cases.
Aaron lay sprawled on the bed and jerked slightly when hearing the door knock. Sitting up, he looked at the clock and grimaced. ‘1:21 AM,’ he thought. ‘Who the hell decided to come at my door this late?’ He crawled out of bed and slowly made his way to the door in an effort to look awake. The door knocked again, and he opened in the middle of it.
Spencer stood there, hand up as if to knock once more. He sheepishly pu
LEGO NinjaGo ~ Lloyd x Reader - Sweet( A/N: I am simply going to be putting head cannons in here, that is all :3 )LEGO NinjaGo ~ Lloyd x Reader - Sweet10 months ago in Romance More Like This
"What are you doing (Name)?"
Turning your focus to the green cladded ninja, you gave off a smile and replied, "Oh, just putting the finishing touches on something is all."
Lloyd walked over and peered over the side of your shoulder. "Your making cupcakes?"
"And! A cake. It's still baking though."
You moved towards the oven just to check the cake once again. Looking through the glass, the cake still needed a couple more minutes until it was ready to be taken out. When you turned around, you saw Lloyd taking the spatula in his hand and putting frosting upon the dessert.
Walking up next to him, you asked, "You wanna help me out with the dessert?"
You giggled at his remark, him sounding like he was little self again. Even though Lloyd was older, he never really did change, other than his body. You took another spatula and started frosting next to him. Every now and then, you would check the cake to make su
BecauseArthur,Because6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I was digging through my old junk the other day, I found all those soldiers you made me. The wooden ones, with blue and red uniforms, the ones you spent years making for me. Did you know what was coming even then, and that's why you made them two different colors?
Arthur can't read the next part of the letter; Alfred's scribbled over it so hard that the paper's ripped and the edges frayed, soaked in blue ink, so he ignores it for the time being and goes past the messy rip.
And I also found that suit you gave me. It's so small now! Was I really once that short? 'course, you've always been small, haven't you? I must be a giant to you now! Maybe that suit'll fit you now, because it's way too short in the legs for me, and the sleeves are so far above my wrists. When was the last time you grew at all, by the way?
Arthur grits his teeth at the last sentence; he is not short, he is height-challenged, but then again he never expected the bloody git to remember that, beca
APH: A Result of Love chp 2WARNING: This story contains Yaoi, Mpreg, and AmericaxEnglandAPH: A Result of Love chp 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If you you don't like, please don't read
England's morning sickness continued for quite a few days. This worried America deeply, he decided to go with England to see his private doctor, Mrs Flowers a young british woman with long pretty brown and brown eyes which were hidden by her glasses. As the doctor performed some test and examined England, America noticed that the doctor seemed quite puzzled the whole time. Afterward the two waited for the doctor to come back with the test result. England was clearly nervous pondering about what could be wrong with him.
America had held his hand throughout everything. "It'll be o.k Arthur. Don't worry." He said calmly.
"I hope so. I've never felt this way before." England sighed.
America kissed his had trying to comfort him. England gave him a small smile.
The doctor then entered the room catching the lovers attention, she had a horrifi
One Hell of a Pirate GentlemanSo then. To get to the point, we all know that every Hetalia fangirl dreams of having the male nations as her butlers.One Hell of a Pirate Gentleman5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wonder, though...
Should I allow you to have a glimpse of this? Just a brief one, of course.
Hmm... Having to ponder is so bothersome, wouldn't you agree?
... But I shall ask again: should I, a mere author, allow you a glimpse of the impossible? The unreal? The irrational?
If I may, I, as an amateur author, will gladly take your silence as a wholehearted "yes."
"Dammit... How do you manage in these things, Arthur?! Is this some kind of formal straitjacket or something?" said Alfred, sounding quite frustrated.
Arthur merely chuckled.
"Just be quiet and sit tight like a good little boy," Arthur replied casually, adjusting his cufflinks delicately. "And besides, if you're going to swear, at least to it properly! I dare you to say 'damn' and 'it'~ Come on, now! Even you, o
APH: IarfhlaithArthur would not walk away from the harbour. He just sat there on a large barrel and stared out into nothing. At times, his gaze would flutter to the ship he had just arrived with, as if contemplating if he should get back on board and demand that they return. But no, that would not do... He stared out into nothing again. How had things gone so horribly wrong? Why had all this happened? He tried to work out the reasons for himself, but there was only one thing he could think of in his current state of absolute misery.APH: Iarfhlaith5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He hates me. He hates me. He hates me.
The boy he had raised was long since gone; Arthur had not even gotten the chance to see him grow into a teenager, since he had been gone during that time. When he had returned as he had promised, the boy was taller than him, looked down on him and smiled. He remembered that throughout the confusion of that moment, he had felt insanely proud. The "boy" stood tall and proud and smiled at him, his eyes gazing almost adoringly at
CM: Possessive, Aren't We?WARNING: Hotch/Reid implied. Don't like slash, don't read.CM: Possessive, Aren't We?4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Aaron, come on. It's not too bad.
Aaron just glared at Foyet tiredly. He was sick of this crap. Tired of the ghost bothering him every which way he could, sick of anything and everything he threw at the agent. He was drained. Totally drained. "...fuck. Off," he muttered tightly. "Not- not really..."
Foyet laughed, sliding behind him slightly and resting on the back of the sofa. Not really what? You too exhausted to realize I figured out a way to trigger the pain? Or what? Too exhausted to...
Foyet glanced up from the exhausted FBI agent with a slight grin. Aaron looked up as well from the couch, blinking and eyes widening. Spencer was in the doorway, eyes narrowed and glowering at Foyet. He had finally exposed himself to the both of them in due time, and well... yeah. It was about damn time the genius profiler was able to snap his glare in the direction of the spirit. Foyet always
Perfect USUKHey dad look at mePerfect USUK4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
'Cuz it hurst when you disapprove all doing
It was all part of the plan. Well, that's what he'd tell himself every night. Yes, every night when he would break out into a cold sweat, wake up screaming, his whole body trembling. It just wasn't fair, really. Why did he have to leave? Why was he such a damn fool? He had everything that he ever wanted, right at his finger tips: Food, shelter, a person that loved and accepted him. And what did he do? He threw it all down the damn drain.
Yes, he threw it all away. His life, which was once 'perfect' was now like living in a constant hell. He awoke slowly, looking at the little alarm clock that sit on his nightstand. The American sighed, grabbing Texas, and sliding it into place on the brim of his nose. Alfred threw off the comforters, glancing at the soaked sheets.
The nightmares w
Camera Shy USUKThere is no hope for you and meCamera Shy USUK4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cause this long drive might be (the last time I take the wheel)
You're not sure how you feel
Alfred could never figure him out, but he would always find himself thinking about him. He just wished that he would come out his shell, talk to him, and tell him how he actually felt. But no, Arthur Kirkland always kept to himself, never letting anyone inside. The only time he showed any emotion was when he was beating the ever loving crap out of France, but even lately, that had seemed to cease. Alfred silently worried, wondering what could possibly be wrong with him.
Everything that England had liked to do, he suddenly showed a lack of interest. Drinking tea, embroidery, rugby...and of course, kicking France's ass into the pavement. Yes, instead of participating in these activities, the Brit just sat there, zoned out, unaware of the world around him. Maybe he wasn't feeling good. Yes! That was it! He was obviously sick with some sorta of virus, it was t