My Maid's a Man - FrUk Ch. 1Author's note: Okay so, I woke up the other day with this idea for an AU where France was a male maid, disguising as a woman and Arthur was the lord he worked for. I worked off of that and wrote the fic pretty much all in one go but I'll be splitting it into chapters. I'm actually really not sure what time period I was thinking of when I wrote this. It feels kind of Victorian but then again I added in phones, so...yeah. Maybe the 1920s or something. I'm sorry if France seems OOC in this but this is an AU. So enough of my blabbering. Enjoy!My Maid's a Man - FrUk Ch. 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Also, for reference on who Arthur's siblings are:
Patrick = Scotland
Erin = Ireland
Gareth = Wales
The day Francis Bonnefoy was given to the Kirkland family as a maid, his mother disguised him as a girl. She combed his hair neatly, put him in a pretty dress and sent him off to go make money to pay off her gambling debts. She told him to go by the name Francine around the family, that under no circumstances were they to find
Happy Birthday - US x CanadaAuthor's note: I actually wrote this fic waaaaaay back in January but I decided to post it now I was just starting to get used to writing these characters at the time I wrote it, so I know there's probably some mistakes. But I thought it was cute enough to post today since it IS Canada Day :3Happy Birthday - US x Canada in Fan Fiction More Like This
Canada groggily opened his eyes to see his alarm clock.
5:45am. He groaned and rolled over in his bed. Gway, Al, he growled.
The younger blonde stumbled out of bed and walked to the door, glaring at his older brother when he opened it. What. The Hell. Do You Want? he hissed.
America smiled and walked into the room. You know why Im here.
No, I really dont, Al.
Cmon, Matt, think haaaard!
Canada put a hand to his forehead and sighed heavily. Its too early for guessing games. Cant you just tell me and
Eyebrows - FrUkAuthor's note: I'm on a roll tonight 8D So I wrote another FrUk fic today about Iggy's eyebrows. I really wasn't sure what I wanted...but I knew I wanted it to be funny and involve France somehow. Hence this. The end is kinda meh, but I'll deal with it. It's just a little oneshot anyway. (And England's eyebrows totally have the magic curse that Harry Potter's hair does XD)Eyebrows - FrUk in Fan Fiction More Like This
He thought plucking his eyebrows would somehow make him more attractive, and lessen the stares he sometimes got when out in public. He didnt expect them to keep growing back no matter how much he plucked them.
England didnt understand why his eyebrows were so against him. Bloody gits, he grumbled as he looked in the mirror. Cant just leave me alone for one hour, can you?
Arthur, were going to be late to the meeting if you dont hurry up! France called.
Ill be right down, he hissed. Realizing his eyeb
Sweet Dreams - FrancexEnglandAuthor's note: Heeeey~ So uh...this fic is based on something that actually just happened to me last night. My family and I went to go see a movie and as we were getting back into the van, I smashed my head against the roof of it and screamed out in pain, I cried, my mom freaked out and wanted to take me to the hospital but my dad just drove us home so that I could put ice on it. My head still really hurts, it's been throbbing on and off since early this morning and I can see the scrape and the bump on my head now too...blah. So in my fit of genius, I thought I'd write a little FrUk fic with Iggy in my place.Sweet Dreams - FrancexEngland in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mon cher, how are you feeling?"
England attempted to roll his eyes but it hurt too much to do so. "I feel like I fucking smashed my head against the bloody car, that's what."
"Well it is your fault you weren't looking."
France had a pitying expression on his face and England wanted to wipe it right off. "Just shut up and give me the damn ice pack."
Uninvited Guest - EngSpaAuthor's note: Random fic from a random thought that turned out cuter than I had imagined it would.Uninvited Guest - EngSpa in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was an awkward position to be in, England realized. He hadn't been expecting visitors, least of all Spain, and had nearly dropped the towel around his waist when said person had merrily walked into his house.
"What are you doing here?!" he finally shrieked, holding his towel as tightly as he could. "And how did you get in?!"
Spain laughed. It was as if he hadn't just walked in on the other half naked. "I wanted to pay you a visit," he said with a warm smile. "And your back door was unlocked."
"Couldn't you have called first?!"
The brunette shrugged and made himself comfortable at the dining table.
England groaned and rolled his eyes. "Look, just let me change, all right?" A few moments later, after rummaging through his drawers for something to wear, he came back out and stood in front of the Spaniard sitting at his table. "You have some explaining
Father's DayAuthor's note: Just a little thing I wrote for a belated Father's Day Inspired by my parents because this pretty much happened yesterday morning XD My mom tried to cook pancakes, she burned them...yeah lol Alfred has taken on my role here ^^ Anyway, enjoy my random dysfunctional family fic.Father's Day in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was Fathers Day and everyone was sleeping but him. Arthur smiled to himself as he prepared the pancake mix. He was going to surprise them all with a good breakfast. He couldnt wait to see the look on Francis face when he ate them. He heard a noise and turned, hoping that it wasnt Francis.
It was just his oldest, Alfred. Alfred, good lad. Could you help me here?
what are you doing, Dad? he said groggily, blinking his eyes behind his glasses.
Whats it look like? Im obviously making pancakes.
Alfreds eyes widened then. Oh shit.
N-Nothing! So, uh
Anniversary - FrUkAuthor's note: So Mau send me this FML link and it sounded JUST like FrUk, so I worked off the quote Mau gave me and made this. It's a little heartbreaking because at the time I wrote it I was feeling pretty sad and lonely, so I channeled my feelings onto Iggy. Sorry, baby D: But I like how it came out anyway ^^Anniversary - FrUk in Fan Fiction More Like This
He had been busy at work in the kitchen, making all his specialties and eagerly anticipating the arrival of his guest. France was due to be coming over very soon, so his time was limited. He wanted everything to be special.
When the food was done, he placed it on the table and smiled. He was going to love it. He had even made some French dishes. He normally avoided French food like the plague, but since this was a special occasion, he figured he could squeeze it into his dinner menu.
He was washing his hands in the sink when he heard the door open and France walk inside. He went to greet him at the doorway, but France had a scrunched up look on his
Kiss Me - FrUkAuthor's note: Last fic tonight, I swear! So I wrote this one today out of the blue with just the first line to go on. Hope you like :3Kiss Me - FrUk in Fan Fiction More Like This
France merely stared at his guest with raised eyebrows. "Excuse me?" he said.
Large eyebrows furrowed in irritation. "I said kiss me."
"Why?" Normally such a request would make him spring into action. But for England of all people to be the one asking, well, he just wasn't sure how to respond.
England glared at him. "Because I want you to."
"But you always say my lips must taste like a frog's."
"And that you hate my beard."
"I do. It looks awful."
"Then why on Earth do you want to kiss me, Angleterre?"
England shrugged. "Must I need a reason?"
"Yes!" France cried. "You cannot request something like this of me without an explanation!"
"All right," he replied, looking bored. "My explanation is this: we have known each other for centuries."
"And it's only proper that we should kiss."
Beautiful LoveAuthor's note: So while RPing England on facebook one night, I posted a bunch of pics of the Dysfunctional Family and there was this one pic (linked below) where France was shown molesting England in bed while little Canada and America slept RIGHT NEXT TO THEM. Naturally, the comments I got on that were hilarious and were what inspired this. Some of the dialogue used during that RP is used here. So...yeah. XD Laugh and enjoy!Beautiful Love in Fan Fiction More Like This
England wasnt sure whose idea it was to have a family outing. If he had known he was to be dragged to a restaurant, he would have worn nicer clothes. But France had suddenly announced that they were going to meet America and Canada for dinner at an Italian Restaurant. It must have been Americas idea, since they were all visiting in New York City.
The food was delicious and England was actually enjoying himself, though he would never outwardly admit it. He swirled the spaghetti around with his fork and was just lifting it t
One More Drink - UKLatFraAuthor's note: Hehe, I started this awhile ago and just finished ^^ So I found out Latvia is a bit of an alcoholic. Don't believe me? Look at his bio. Here: "Despite being rather young, his profile also states that he drinks a lot of alcohol." WTF Latvia XD Soooo, my friend Mau gave me this idea that France and England could get him drunk (since they love to drink) and then I added in that Russia could find them and go all "kolkolkol" on their asses. 'Twas fun >;D Tiny mentions of FrUk here, but what can you expect from me lolOne More Drink - UKLatFra in Fan Fiction More Like This
Latvia knew he was in a bad situation. He had managed to avoid Russias eye all throughout the meeting and had successfully made it out without being grabbed. Well, grabbed by Russia anyway. France had somehow used his special little boy seeking powers and found him just as he was leaving the building. He then swooped down on the poor boy and dragged him away to a local bar, saying something about trying his
PC: Tell the Truth - Part 1"Absence sharpens love, but presence strengthens it." Thomas FullerPC: Tell the Truth - Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
The summer light almost blinded 17 year-old Ivy-Jade McKie when she got up on Saturday morning. Summer vacation had started and she was more than happy to be away from school.
After throwing on a pair of baggy slacks and a T-shirt, Ivy said a goodbye to her sister Jewel-Ann before heading out.
Once she left the house, where she headed was the city park, a habit she had practiced since the beginning of spring. She would go to think and even talk with her boyfriend Hiei. They had been together for about a year.
Ivy took a seat on the bench and looked towards the sky. The clouds floated freely through the breeze. A smile tugged at her lips as she yawned, lying back on the bench but a sudden bark broke her reverie.
"Huh? Quiin? What are you doing here?"
Said dog barked happily and jumped into his mistress' lap, cuddling close to her stomach. Ivy smiled and ran her hand through his fur.
Cool winds tugged at her dark
PC: The Perfect Date - Part 1"Dating should be less about matching outward circumstances than meeting your inner necessity." AnonymousPC: The Perfect Date - Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Rayne squealed with excitement as she applied blush to her cheeks. Today was the big date she was planning to spend with her mated lover Urameshi Yusuke. An entire day spent together away from their house.
After putting on her makeup, she skipped into the nursery where her twins Kaiden and Vani were lying in bed. Both babies opened and gurgled after seeing their mother make silly faces.
"Mama and Daddy's gonna be gone for a while so be good children while we're gone~" she giggled.
The twins let out a cute flurry of laughter; Vani gripped her extended hand, sucking on her index finger. Kaiden, however, began to cry and Rayne sighed and picked him up.
"Jeez, Kai. You're such a whiner, aren't you?"
As she cuddled him to her breast, Yusuke leaned his back against the opened door and knocked lightly. "You ready to go, Rayne? The babysitter's here."
Her eyes danced as she let out
PC: Birthday Girl - Part 2"Children will not remember you for the material things you provided, but for the feeling that you cherished them." - Richard L. EvansPC: Birthday Girl - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Night fell and the house was covered in party decor. The doorbell rang and Rein giggled as she followed Shi to the door. Her bright, red eyes brightened when she saw three of Hiei's friends standing at the door.
"Where's the birthday girl, huh?" Yusuke poked his head into the doorway, pretending to go on a search. Rein squealed and the black-haired male grinned as he scooped her up with one arm. "Here she is~"
Shi laughed and closed the door, letting the others inside. Hiei was sitting on the couch, looking out the window. His mate glared at him, nudging for him to welcome them. He didn't move, though.
"What's the matter, Hiei?" Kuwabara teased. "Don't want us over?"
The fire demon merely smirked, his eyes turning to Kuwabara. "You most of all. Shouldn't you be tied on your leash outside?"
"What was that, you shrimp?!"
It didn't take long for the two to
PC: My Hero - Part 2"A hero is a man who does what he can." – Romain RollandPC: My Hero - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Ivy glared up at the man and knocked his arm from the wall it laid on. "Sorry. I don't have time to talk with you." Her stubbornness to ignore him only made him follow her.
"C'mon, babe. Don't be that way." He placed an arm around her and Ivy noticed the rest of his goons had surrounded her. "We just wanna play with ya~"
She backed away, only to bump into one of the thugs that grabbed both her arms. With a low grunt, Ivy kicked him hard in the stomach and forced him back, releasing her arms. But, as soon as she did so, the other gang members pounced on her.
The brunette tried to fight back but was overwhelmed by the stronger men, wincing and screaming out as she was assaulted brutally from all sides.
In the shadows lurked a young man with eyes the color of blood...
~ ღ ~
Falling to the ground, Ivy felt a sharp pain through her now broken arm. She couldn't move it very much, without feeling more pain. The gang of thu
PC: The Perfect Date - Part 2"Don't count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count." - UnknownPC: The Perfect Date - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
The first thing was a drive down to the beach. Clad in a brightly-colored bikini, Rayne jumped out of the car; she and Yusuke hurried onto the sand, ready to embrace the warm weather.
Rayne carried a beach ball in her hands and threw it to her lover, yelling out a "Catch that!" Yusuke returned the ball with such intensity, it almost hit Rayne in the face. She glared at him as the ball was buried a foot or two in the ground.
"Hey! What'd you do that for?! Play fair!"
He snickered. "Course I'm playing fair. It's called 'tricking your opponent'; you wouldn't understand~"
The white-haired half-demon pouted and crossed her arms. She hated it when he teased her like this. "Meanie!"
A series of hits ensued and the beach volleyball competition began. Rayne was determined to win the game after the trick Yusuke had pulled. She threw a series of fast balls, in which Yusuke returned happily. By noon, the score was tie
PC: Stay with Me - Part 2"You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love." - Sri ChinmoyPC: Stay with Me - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
It was a month after Kaname's half-demon discovery as well as the latter episode that followed afterwards. During the entire intimate moment between her and the demon Suzaku, Kaname's feelings developed even more. It was a mixture of obsession and passion that led her to desire him even more. Now that she was a half-demon, she wasn't self-conscious anymore.
She was pregnant now and the baby was growing steadily in her belly. Kaname had told Suzaku about it but he dismissed it as a one-time fling. "Get an abortion," he even said, which only angered her more.
For a week, she locked herself up in an empty room, crying to herself. Emotions were crazier now and she didn't understand why her heart made her remain here in this cold, dark castle. It was because she loved him, that was why. His uncaring words didn't mean a thing because of t
PC: Torturing Me - Part 2"Boys frustrate me. I hate al their indirect messages. I hate game playing. Do you like me or don't you? Just tell me so I can get over you." Kirsten DunstPC: Torturing Me - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Kaname was locked away in the castle. Days turned into weeks and she lost track of time. There were times when she would go without food, water, or even sleep. Suzaku would be busy torturing her with several different methods.
The rational part of her brain dubbed him as a sadistic maniac but her more emotional side started loving him. Seeing him take care of his pet Murugu showed a more caring side, even though he retained the same cold strictness. A growing desire bubbled in her heart.
If only she could change his opinions about humans...
After a while, Suzaku let her walk around the castle but restricted her from the lower levels. Much to her ignorance, he wanted to keep an eye on her. Something inside him wanted to keep her with him. He knew that Murugu wouldn't approve of him softening up for a mere human girl but still.
PC: Torturing Me - Part 1"For some unknown reason, bad boys draw you in despite the fact that they are jerks." Alexis BledelPC: Torturing Me - Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey there, honey! Wanna play with us?"
"No! Leave me alone!"
A young high school student, Makka Kaname, was backed up into a corner, two burly, middle-aged men surrounding her in an alley. They chuckled pervertedly as they closed in on her, one of them grabbing her arm.
"Aw, come on, sweetie. It's not like anyone's gonna come for you~"
The dark-haired female glared as she yanked her arm from his grip, retaliating with a hard punch to the jaw. With one of her attackers down, Kaname took the opportunity to run. However, she could hear the gaining footsteps of the other thug as he ran after her.
Kaname cursed under her breath, her legs now beginning to give way. Oh no! If I stop now, he's definitely gonna catch me! I have to find some place to hide. Turning a corner, she locked herself in an abandoned warehouse and waited until the thug passed her by. Luckily, he didn't see h
PC: Birthday Girl - Part 1"Children are the world's most valuable resource and its best hope for the future." John F. KennedyPC: Birthday Girl - Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"I can't believe we're decorating for this..." muttered an irritated Hiei. "The child is only turning two."
His mate Shi frowned at him. "Don't be such a sourpuss. This is very special day for Rein and we should cherish it."
Hiei rolled his eyes and continued setting up the party streamers. His friends had planned to come and visit once the sun set, so everyone could celebrate his daughter's birthday...though he wasn't all that thrilled. He just wanted some peace and quiet.
Meanwhile, the child sat in her playpen with her dolls. She giggled at seeing her mother blowing up a blue balloon, her pale face growing red from trying so hard. Rein's eyes grew wide as she watched her father grab the balloon from her mother.
"This shouldn't be hard to do," he told her, taking a deep breath and blowing into the hollow, rubber toy.
Shi pouted as she crossed her arms, muttering a barely audible
PC: Heartless Love - Part 1"Sadness flies away on the wings of time." Jean de La FontainePC: Heartless Love - Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Darkness had engulfed Urameshi Yusuke's vision. He had lost track of time nor was he able to tell if it was daytime or nighttime, he was on the verge of madness. Since he had been locked up in the cold, damp prison cell, he was forbidden from leaving. Away from his family and close friends, Yusuke grew homesick and worried about them. Unfortunately, those thoughts of home and loved ones were short-lived.
Almost every day, the warden of the prison would visit him when she felt like...playing. She was the queen and owner of the castle outside the prison, a young woman named Xiv. Heartless and cruel, she would torture Yusuke mercilessly by using different methods that she deemed interesting.
His screams were music to her ears and his acidic insults meant nothing to her, being literally heartless. But, to her surprise, one of Yusuke's affronts struck her like a knife. Xiv tried to push it away like she woul
Aqua-Lisa, chapter 5Chapter 5: Aqua-Lisa vs. Dr. ColossusAqua-Lisa, chapter 5 in Short Stories More Like This
As Lisa swum forwards, she was struggling to keep her speed up. She could have also used her powers to rocket herself forwards through the water, but she wanted to save those powers for her possible confrontation with Dr. Colossus.
After reaching the international water borders, Lisa started looking for anything suspicious at the ocean bottom. However, she saw nothing.
"Darn it", she thought. "How can one underwater base hide itself so well? I better surface to see if I see the oil tanker."
Lisa surfaced and looked around. When she looked towards the coast, she saw something odd in the sky.
Lisa was both shuddering and surprised. Not only was she afraid of pigeons, she was also surprised to see them so far off coast. It wasn't even the traveling season yet.
"That's odd", Lisa thought out loud. "Pigeons don't usually fly so far out sea. Something funny is going on."
Then Lisa remembered something she had read about pigeons.
SoxMa Poison Chapter 12SoxMa Poison Chapter 12 in Romance More Like This
Maka felt numb as she stared at Soul. He had told her the whole story as they finished breakfast. She had lost her appetite completely a little over half way through his tale. By the time he'd finished, her mouth was so dry she didn't know if she'd ever be able to eat or drink again.
The whole story was unbelievable and made almost no sense. Spartoi thought she was dead? The thought was horrifying and embarrassing at the same time. The news had been announced to the whole school but only members of Spartoi knew her well enough to be really affected. She doubted if the rest of Shibusen would really notice if she was gone.
More to the point, if Stein had pronounced her dead on arrival then why was she alive? Well, it would explain why she was at her father's when she woke up instead of the infirmary but still, why had she been brought there? Why would her Papa take care of her for two weeks if she was supposed to have been killed in battle? Had Stein made a mistake? If he had, how
SoxMa Poison Chapter 11SoxMa Poison Chapter 11 in Romance More Like This
The next morning Soul awoke content and happy for the first time in what felt like years. The last two weeks felt like nothing more than a faraway dream. He took a deep breath and reached to wrap Maka in his arms again. His arms met with empty sheets as they crossed the bed making his head snap up in shock.
"Maka?" The bed was empty.
*No It wasn't a dream. It couldn't have been a dream! That amazing night had felt so real. It had to have been real!!* His heart pounded in his ears as he jumped out of bed, ran across his room, wrenched open the door and flew into the hallway wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
Soul breathed a sigh of relief and steadied himself with a hand against the wall. Omelets sizzled happily in a pan filling the small apartment with their heavenly aroma. Maka stood in the kitchen wearing his discarded shirt from the previous night as she tended their breakfast. He crossed the kitchen and hugged her from behind.
"You looked so peacefu
SoxMa Poison Chapter 7SoxMa Poison Chapter 7 in Romance More Like This
Soul struggled with the door but eventually stumbled into the apartment gasping deeply. He had just run all the way back home. The panic attack had been so bad he couldn't even remember if he had ridden his bike today but it didn't matter. Nothing at all seemed to matter. He just had to go someplace where he could be left alone to think. Blair was working today so the apartment was empty and still. Soul closed the front door then automatically went to his room, shut and leaned against the door. *Not that any of this is necessary* he thought darkly but somehow it was still comforting to have the door closed.
He slid down the door and sat on the hard wood.
Was he really expected to get a new Meister? Looking from the outside it seemed like a logical step. Shinigami-sama had not mentioned anything to him about finding a new partner, but that may be because he was just allowing him time to mourn and come to terms with his loss. He had heard once that 'time heals all wounds' but at thi
SoxMa Poison Chapter 13SoxMa Poison Chapter 13 in Romance More Like This
These last twelve hours had been the best of Soul's life. Maka had been returned to him alive and well, they had slept together (which he hoped would mark the official beginning of a new, more official relationship) and as a special bonus he had gotten to see her and Blair wrestle. Sure there were consequences to the last one but they were worth it. The welt on his head still throbbed painfully but it hadn't been enough to wipe the smile from his face despite Maka's best efforts.
It was a hot day and Maka would have preferred to ride Soul's motorcycle, had he not left it at Shibusen the day before so they were walking. Maka began to lead the way as always when Soul grabbed her arm and stopped her with a gentle tug. She looked back at him questioningly but he just gave his signature sideways grin and slid his hand down her arm and entangled his fingers with hers. She blushed a little as she looked at their hands. She wasn't sure if she was quite ready to announce their relationshi
SoxMa Poison Chapter 8SoxMa Poison Chapter 8 in Romance More Like This
Maka stormed through the streets of Death City. It was bad enough that she had to be hospitalized again and that she had been out for 13 days but to be brought to that perv's house was too much! A shower and a change of cloths were in order to erase at least some of the stink. A chill evening breeze eventually cooled her head enough to be able to think straight. She had thought it was mid-morning at the latest and she was too angry with her father to notice the setting sun at first. She paused and breathed in the refreshing evening air. *Soul will want dinner* She thought as she gazed at the horizon *Maybe I'll make fish. He'd like that*
She blushed a little at the thought of her red-eyed partner. She had always thought of him as her best friend and had had a bit of a crush on him for a while when they first partnered. He was the first man she could trust after all so it was logical that she would like him. Over time her feelings for him had grown into something much stronger but
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Soul almost passed out. Maka was standing in his doorway. Slender, inquisitive, and cuter than ever in a sleep shirt and shorts; she stood in the hallway with her blonde hair out of its usual pigtails. No, he had to be hallucinating. Maybe he had gone crazy after all.
"Maka?" He tested, expecting her to vanish before his eyes.
"Hi Soul, I'm home." Maka said in a quiet voice. "Is everything ok? You look really . um . pale."
Being pale was the least of his problems. He looked an absolute mess. His hair was more wild than usual, his eyes were puffy and blood-shot, tear stains ran down his cheeks and his lip was bleeding a little from where a sharp tooth had punctured. Concerned and at a loss for what to do, Maka placed the back of her hand to his head to test for a fever. No fever but he did feel cold and clammy.
Soul gave in to his feelings almost before he realized what he was doing. As she began to take her hand away from his head, he grabbed it and pulled her slender bo
You never gave upYou never gave up.You never gave up in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Forget my consistent efforts,
my coveted idealism,
my persistence from afar.
You came back yet again -
for such a small embodiment.
you never gave up.
You never gave up.
like a fly to the window,
time and time again
you flew blindly.
I simply wished you gone,
gone from this wretched windowsill.
you never gave up.
You never gave up.
Recognise my screams,
begging your hindrance.
You won’t stop.
Assault the walls of my mind
- already fortified -
for motives unexplained.
you never gave up.
You never gave up.
Never mind my hand
you loathsome pest,
you tried again... again...
Was it mere stupidity,
or cruel desire for my anguish?
I could not understand.
you never gave up.
You never gave up.
Spark my interest,
my utmost confusion
to your true intentions.
Little fly, still hitting my window.
Your never-ending e
Three-way road of desperate strugglesi-)Three-way road of desperate struggles in Free Verse More Like This
The flame tastes ever so sweet this subtle time of sundown;
watch its poetry burn a new azure for the summersong of tomorrow.
Moonlit magma awaits my presence and I shall not deny
her wishes, strike a flame and let it rage (never end, my sweet...)
Infernal symmetry blackens the lustful essence of my being
Ramblings of a lovestruck madman I.Ramblings of a lovestruck madman in Free Verse More Like This
One... one word, I.
Imaginative thoughtThe stories we could tellImaginative thought in Free Verse More Like This
with but a single narrated verse -
the seams our everlasting conscience is woven of,
but for the mere apparitional presence
of common sense.
Celestial verses of endless enigma,
tempestuous tales of the beyond,
not simply written
but composed –
complex symphonies of idiosyncrasies,
emphasised by our distinct verses.
Words are but the bare flesh
of the sublime written art.
Simply a shell, a visual portrayal
of the soul that lies within -
the true essence of an epic,
the inner pith of a poem,
the nucleus of a novella...
The common writer’s sword and shield,
- be it factual or fiction -
imagination represents who we are
through the phrases we manage to weave
as the seams of everlasting conscience are formed
in the single narrated verses
of the stories we manage to tell.
To See You SmileTo See You Smile in Free Verse More Like This
I appreciate the comments
And the favorites
But I really wish
I could see you smile.
Playing God chapter 2((((==>It might be useful to know that I have never actually beaten Don’t Starve. I only know the ending based on a video that I watched of it, and as I haven’t gotten very far in the game (the first level of adventure mode, at this point in time), I may get some story-related details wrong. Please don’t dwell on those if you see any!))))Playing God chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Wilson was fairly confident in the strength of the mental connection between him and his Pawn. He had taken it to the far edges of the islands, far away from where he was on his plane. He still wasn’t quite sure how all of the islands were connected, but he believed that they all existed in the same space, and in the same dimension, just on slightly shifted versions of said space. This created what he called “planes”, or areas in a world that are only accessible through certain special means. At first Wilson had thought that Maxwell’s doors were one of these means, which in a way they were, but they were not w
Playing God chapter 1((((==> WARNING! SPOILERS LIE AHEAD! This is the only time I’ll say this, because I don’t think I’ll have many people skipping the first chapter.))))Playing God chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
The lull of evening descended upon a relatively quiet town. Many of its residents had recently finished their dinner, gotten home from the late shift, realized that they were now in debt after a shopping spree, or other mundane things like that. The chill of late fall often brought the day to an early end, and as snow had been forecasted for the oncoming night, many of the folk who would normally be romping about outside of their homes were instead forced to seek shelter and warmth. Those who were still about the peaceful town, however, might catch a glimpse of a girl who had seen enough warmth for a lifetime.
The girl was a teenager, clothed in modest garb and covered in soot. She clutched a damaged teddy bear in her right hand, her dead eyes staring straight ahead. The work was done. Her parents had died in the night b
Playing God chapter 3Willow’s face held a taut, emotionless expression as she tried to think of what the man had actually said. What she had heard him say was that he could offer her “three wishes”. That was, of course, ridiculous, even for someone who could seemingly control shadows (though Willow was still wary to believe anything this strange man said. She’d seen many who could blusteringly claim anything to take advantage of a situation). She tried to think of words that sounded similar to the two she had mistakenly heard, but any alterations that she could come up with seemed even less likely. The man who had made her the offer seemed unsettled by her delayed response, and had begun wringing his hands together nervously, eyes down.Playing God chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
“…Three wishes,” she repeated at length, unable to come up with a suitable alternate. “Ah, yes,” the man replied, seeming relieved at Willow’s eventual reaction, “three wishes.” Willow shook her head s
Playing God chapter 6Willow marched single-mindedly through the woods, once again followed by Wilson. The man had tried several times over the past half-hour or so to strike up a conversation, but each attempt was struck down with either a glare or pointed nonresponse from Willow. "… So I see you've survived a night in the woods on your own," Wilson said, hoping to pry a response from Willow. "That's uh, pretty crazy, right? It's sort of like a right of passage out here…"Playing God chapter 6 in General Fiction More Like This
Willow said nothing.
Wilson rubbed his gloved hand nervously along equally gloved his arm. "It's pretty impressive that you've managed to do so at such a young age. Why, I wasn't out here until I was… well, I'd rather not say. It makes me feel pretty old!" It seemed that Wilson's poor attempt at humor was getting him nowhere. He sighed, casting his eyes downward, "look, I'm sorry. I just…"
"Just WHAT?!" Willow snapped as she spun around. Wilson was glad she was finally talking to him… but this wasn't wha
StillRunning4"We're here"Granet said.The cemetery looked more eerie because it was night."I don't like going here at night."She looked around searching the tombstones in the moonlight."It ok"Humpty petted Granet behind her ear making her purr."It is rather eerie"Kitty agreed with Granet.StillRunning4 in Short Stories More Like This
"It not the most delight time,true.I wish it was Day of The Dead it make the mood cheerer."Puss also agreed.Granet stopped."Here it is"Humpty handed the bouquet to her and she put it down with her mouth next to the stone that had the word SMOKEY written aross it."These for you,abuela.""I don't think she would mind if her granddaughter has one."Humpty replayed.Granet blushed."No but I really do'nt have anywere to put it""Opps"now Humpty was the one blushing."It was a kind thought"Granet said licking his cheek,making him blush more."I really do'nt want stay here any longer then we have to"Kitty said."Alright,Alright we will go now."Granet replied.
StillRunning1Puss coughed,making Kitty and Humpty smile.StillRunning1 in Short Stories More Like This
"Hum,I guess you were right."Humpty said glad that Puss awoke.
"What are you talking about?"Puss asked.
"Never mind."Humpty answered.
"Am I dead?"Puss asked.
"No,why would you ask that?"Kitty asked.
"It that Humpty..."
Humpty put hands up"I will explain later."
"What are we talking about?"Kitty asked.
"Where am I before anything?Last I remember Jack and Jill took me!"Puss said.
"They did and we are in cave."Kitty explain.
"Hum?"Puss was confused.
"Humpty is right lets talk later we are both exhaust"Kitty said.
"Make that egg-haust"Humpty joked.
Kitty shook her head" Even when your tired you manage to joke."she said with yawn,then she stuggle up on the hard ground.
Humpty did the same.
"Ok,I guess I'm the look out."Puss said looking at the two asleep.
StillRunning5"Um before we going any farer, I want to tell you guys something."Granet said."Shoot"the three said in unite."I was somewhat out of it when I agreed I was the cat that kept going "ooo'in the club"Puss paused"Then who was it then?""Oh that was my twin brother,Charcoal.For a boy,he is a drama queen"Granet replied."For a boy and girl you look almost alike."Puss recalled."Yeah I'm somewhat a tom-boy"Granet shrugged.Just then there was shout that made the four turn around."Hold it you...four.Ok who's the girl?"it was Jack who was half dragging his motionless wife aross the sand."My name is Granet" Granet answer."Whatever,I just want talk to Softpaws."Jack replied."If you lay one your grubby hands on her..."Puss threaten."Watch it cat!I really just want to talk right now"Jack hissed."Granet look at Jill's body."What happen to her?"Humpty whisper to her what happen."Oh"Granet said in understanding.Kitty march up to Jack."I know what you want and I'm not telling you zip"Kitty replied ."Come onStillRunning5 in Short Stories More Like This
RoadofGranet1"Where are we going?"Kitty asked."Far Far Away."Puss replied."I know that but where are we going?"Kitty asked."No that what the town called Far Far Away."Puss corrected."Oh, it sounds far far away."Kitty said."Oh there a reason for that."Puss said."Great."Kitty said sarcasticly."Where are we going to crash tonight?"Puss pointed to a sign."I guess here."he said."Aww ,that nice it says "Welcome"Humpty said."Humpty that what mostly "Welcome" sign say"Kitty told."I knew that I was just playing"Humpty giggled.The four walked through the town.Some townpeople and cats waved as they passed,some tried to sell stuff to them but they passed saying to them"No Graicas.",and others didn't notice them."Seem like a nice town to live in."Humpty said in the noice.The other three nodded in agreement."I think that a hotel over."Puss said looking through the town citizens.Sure enough it was.They when inside and were quickly greeted by a hotel person."Hello,are you four planning to stay night here?"the manRoadofGranet1 in Short Stories More Like This
The Immortal Regret.The Immortal Regret. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see upon a hill,
the setting sun, fleeing from the night...
The moon coming above that horizon for the kill,
to rise and banish to darkness all light.
Though time brushes over creation,
I live on, a slave to immortality.
Though I was the choser of my own damnation,
Twas humanity that was the cause of my brutality.
Now the world around me decays,
unlike my flesh and mind...
Time has left my future in a haze,
and the changing world has been unkind.
I see upon a hill, but another slope downward,
where the pointless journey continues on...
unto to no end is my existence forever moving forward
Nostalgia is dead, as my past is forever gone.
Reaching Out To SanityReaching Out To Sanity in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear the music,
playing in my head...
That brick wall melody,
that leaves me dry and bled.
Back out, unsound, way past
The naive embrace,
clutched like the withering vine,
so doubted in commonplace.
That sorrowful harmony,
with mysterious limbs
running like mad
through my mind, so dim with fog.
In my wake do I hear that music
of the morbid and downtrodden sound...
Sweet, the symphony of my imagination...
the chaos, although so profound.
Stained, my face with the misery
Of this occupation of thought,
not much, yet the burdens are stiff
within the acidic net, am I forever caught.
Fading Flickering FaultsFading Flickering Faults in Free Verse More Like This
The flickering lights,
then dim and faint were they
as the water rose.
joined by the falling drops
from storm descending
down with a lifeless energy.
Upward came each splash,
and back down with a dying sound.
At random was the already spontaneous
of every moment in the life
of every last drop.
So blended now, in the ripples
with the ever uneasy waters.
Like the flickering lights,
did their time become dim and faint.
Right Away I Write AwayRight Away I Write Away in Free Verse More Like This
To my one and only, the beloved whom my heart favors...
For my all & every
The true love my soul has at last found.
I continue onward, producing letters
To grow into words,Words that still yet
lack ability to describe this, our love.
Though my mind works with vigor,
through day until night,
Evermore to the dying beat of my heart.
Remolded have I been,
and forever grasped...
By a bond beyond unbreakable.
The Heart that drums away the beat in hopes
of reaching the ears of some muse...
In hopes of fabricating my rapture...
Right away I write away,
direct from my inner most being,
Out poured to pages for the eyes of my angel.