Love The Way You LieHe had this habit of always coming back. He thought of it as coming home. But it was always the same routine. One comment, one sentence, a word, a fight, a strike, on the floor, screaming and crying with tears flowing harder than anything, slamming doors and broken hearts and abandoned promises.Love The Way You Lie in Drama More Like This
He would leave every time, or be left. He would break down, sliding down the wall with his back to the cool surface, breaking down and pouring his soul into his battered cries. He would cradle his bruising cheek, rub the raw marks around his neck, try to make them go away.
They never did.
But he had this habit of always coming back. It didn’t matter how often he was hurt, didn’t matter how many hurtful words were spit in his face. It didn’t matter, the acid burning at his heart and eating away his essence. Because he always crawled back, begging for something he ultimately knew he couldn’t have.
All he had ever wanted was to feel loved. To be accepted. To be needed and w
Cry When No One Is Watching (Sasuke)"Oi, Sasuke-kun... No more tears, ne?" The soft smile lit up the Jonin's face, reaching to his eyes and closing them pleasantly. And as much as Sasuke wanted to steer away from the hand that affectionately ruffled his fluffy locks, he couldn't help but find solace in it.Cry When No One Is Watching (Sasuke) in Drama More Like This
The brunette sniffed heavily, wiping under his eyes with the back of his hand. "I didn't think anyone was here," he admitted, tone thick and heavy and humiliated. Some strong shinobi he was, breaking down crying in the middle of the woods at night like a lost child. He should have been more attentive, should have realized his old teacher was right there.
"Well I am, Sasuke," Kakashi responded after a moment's silence. His tone spoke of hidden promises and assurances beyond that of literal sense. "I've always been here."
The Uchiha chose to ignore the way his chest tightened and his eyes burned, fighting back more tears even as he began to lose. "I've missed you all," he suddenly choked out, turning to Kakashi with a st
A Little Christmas Luck! (Rock Lee x Reader)“Sakura!” your harried voice called over the thick crowd. “Oi, over here!”A Little Christmas Luck! (Rock Lee x Reader) in Romance More Like This
The young woman looked up at your voice, cheeks reddened from the cold—or possibly from the young brunette standing just behind her, hanging onto her waist with both arms, and nuzzling his cold nose into the crown of her head. Giggling quietly as he muttered something into her ear, she waved you over to her. “What is it (y/n)-chan?”
You jogged over to the shivering pair standing just outside the clinic; Sasuke must have just picked Sakura up from work. “Sakura have you seen Lee?” A gloved hand brushed thick hair from in front of your (e/c) eyes as you looked around hopefully.
“No, sorry I haven’t,” the pink-haired young woman responded, shaking her head as best she could while Sasuke’s face was still buried in her hair. “Why, did you need him?” She swatted a hand at the coal-eyed young man distractedly when he laid a small
Apples (Choji x Reader)“[Y/n]-san aren’t you going to eat that apple?” The brunette across from you on the picnic blanket cocked his head curiously as he shoved another handful of chips into his mouth. His deep black eyes regarded you carefully as you tossed him a sweet smile.Apples (Choji x Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Well I would,” you explained amicably, brushing [h/c] locks from your face, “but I really hate chewing the skin. It gets stuck in my teeth and makes my jaw hurt and it just doesn’t taste good.”
“But I thought you loved apples.” Choji set the ships next to the basket with an almost forlorn look. Although you didn’t know it, he had brought apples of every color on the picnic just for you.
“Oh I do love apples!” you amended quickly, cheeks tingeing a light shade of pink. To think that the boy you’d always had a crush on had noticed such a small detail… “It’s just that the skin—”
“Well I’ll peel it for you.”
What She Could Understand (Rock Lee x Reader)Sweat dripped into brilliant (e/c), forming rivulets down a heated and reddened face. Blinking roughly, hands too dirtied to wipe at those eyes, you shakily picked yourself up from the ground and once again faced your opponent. Almost slouching into a low defensive stance, your weight even on your feet, you stared ahead with determination, and those damnably beautiful eyes.What She Could Understand (Rock Lee x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Too many times had he knocked you down. Sure, it was just training, but it felt as true as any defeat every time. All it took for him to catch you off guard and throw you to the foot-trodden dirt and packed earth was a swift kick, or a charge, or the swipe of a clenched and well-aimed fist. It would connect, or you would dodge improperly, and you would go flying from the force. Or, worse, you would land heavily just in front of him, wind knocked from your lungs and tears pricking your eyes.
He commanded you to get up each time, his own nearly black eyes blazing with fighting spirit equal to and surpassing your own e
Sit Up Straight (Kakashi x Reader)[E/c] eyes hazed over as they stared at the whiteboard, the mind attached to them unable to focus on the words messily scrawled across it. You could only assume it was notes on the current assignment but at present you honestly couldn’t be bothered. You’d hardly gotten any sleep the prior night (having stayed up to the wee hours of the morning playing video games) and you were hardly even staying awake as it was.Sit Up Straight (Kakashi x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Not to mention, the way your professor was droning on seemed to only be lulling you into a trance-like state rather than keeping you awake. Mr. Hatake’s nonchalant disposition and lazily lilting voice had always had that effect on you. Amongst other things, such as lancing your nether regions with white hot pangs of Hello Darling when his voice was particularly gruff or he insisted on reading passages from those books he carried around that you were convinced were pure smut. But Literature 301 wasn’t the time or place for that.
“You know, Miss [y/
Eyes On MeEyes can be coldEyes On Me in Free Verse More Like This
Chill and like ice
Frost filming lenses
Caught in a vice
Choking off words
Steeling your will
Splitting each atom
With a look that can kill
Closed shut like a door
With no lock and no key
The hinges welded shut
Intense and coolly free
Eyes can be warm
Full of love and life
Lifting you up
Freedom from strife
Attention and grace
Pleasure and play
Tender and caring
In every which way
Glowing with passion
The embers of fire
With youth, joyful tears
The singing of choirs
Eyes can be cool
Cut off from joy
And eyes can be warm
Inviting and coy
With your eyes on my
I am not alone
With your eyes on me
I know I am home
Your Guardian Angel [Naruto x Reader]The smell was more than enticing; it was mouthwateringly delicious. The powerful aroma of brewing soup and stewing vegetables wafted lazily through the air, curling about the potential patrons like a self serving and inviting cat. It slinked along, hugging curves and corners, ducking down alleyways, drawing people in. Then, just afterward and following closely on its skittering heels, came the slightly sweet and barely salty scent of freshly cooking noodles. It was sultry and starchy and just perfect. Pair all of it with light and flaky fish, grilling chicken and roasting pork and the veritable cacophony of delicious smells was enough to drop even the most distinguished of palates to their proverbial knees.Your Guardian Angel [Naruto x Reader] in General Fiction More Like This
You were no different than many of the people around the food stand; the aroma had you captivated, inhaling more than your share of the beautiful scent, wanting more. You could nearly taste the air. Brilliant visions of freshly cooked pork ramen, hot and sour ramen, tiny fishcakes,
Come Home (NaruSasu)“Tadaima.”Come Home (NaruSasu) in Drama More Like This
The greeting echoed emptily off the small apartment walls, no one there to hear it but him. Dust covered everything in a fine layer again... Had he really been gone that long? A month didn't feel so far away anymore.
Cerulean eyes wandered aimlessly over the sparse furniture, picking out individual pieces of dust floating in the shafts of light created by the blinds covering his window. Everything was the same as he'd left it, nothing out of place; not that he had expected any less.
The blonde sighed heavily, slouching back against the door he had just entered through. Still the same... Which went for everything. Same village, no troubles. Same drive and still no Sasuke.
His breaths were heavy with remorse and defeat as Naruto gazed emptily out through those broken window eyes. He had failed once more to bring his friend back. It was nothing new, but the wound still wept crimson tears.
Every mission had been such a strain on him lately. It didn't matter how simpl
Staying Up Late (SasuNaru)"Naruto... What are you doing sleeping out here?" The pale brunette smiled to himself as he quietly toed his shoes off at the door, dropping his briefcase as quietly as he could just next to them. After shedding his crisp, if in need of a wash, overcoat and hanging it on the peg, he stepped up from the foyer onto the raised floor of the open-plan den.Staying Up Late (SasuNaru) in General Fiction More Like This
Naruto lay fast asleep on the couch, blankets wrapped around him at odd angles, an arm slung over his eyes presumably to block out the late-evening sun, though by now the star was well below the horizon. His breathing was deep and even, and even though one leg was propped up, foot digging into the couch cushions, he looked as though he had been asleep for hours.
The blonde must have stayed up to see him after work, Sasuke mused to himself, undoing his tie as he watched his live-in boyfriend sleep. Which was foolish. Damn kid, he was going to run himself into the ground. Naruto had been studying for finals all week for two of the fou
Epilouge "Family"Alek rubbed his eyes, sitting himself upright. He had nearly fallen asleep in his chair.Epilouge "Family" in Short Stories More Like This
The fire crackled nicely in front of him, drowsiness threatening to take over again. He stood and stretched, then headed out the door of his quarters. Someone ran into him just then, nrealy sending him flying.
"Watch it! - Oh! Sorry Dad!" the young boy ran to Alek and hugged him. Alek laughed and ruffled the boy's hair.
"Where exactly are you headed off to in such a rush, Jaspert Volger?" Alek asked, holding the boys shoulders.
"Out to the courtyard. Master Klopp told me he would let me take a few steps around in the runabout today!"
Alek studied his son's excited face. He looked so much like his mother, sharp fine features and bright blue eyes, but dark hair like his father. His eyes sparked with excitement, and his smile was as charming as anything.
"Alright, get along now. Remember, you've got a few lessons this evening with Dr. Barlow tonight"
Little Jaspert sighed, looking annoyed.
Chapter 2 EditThe next few days were extremely difficult for Alek. He couldn't keep his mind off Deryn. Each time he looked at her he noticed just how feminie she was. It was amazing that no one else noticed. When he wasn't with her, he was wishing he was.Chapter 2 Edit in Short Stories More Like This
Even more amazing was how attracted he was to her after only knowing her true gender for less than a week. It was like he'd known her his whole life. Well, he really had. Before coming to the Leviathan, it was like his life was a blur, a dream that never really existed at all. She was the only friend he'd ever really had. He felt completed when he was with her.
"What are you doing, you fool?" Deryn snapped at him as they were walking Tazza together one evening. Alek had absentmindedly reached for her hand, and she had to slap it away.
"Sorry, sorry. I am." he said, angry that he had let himself slip like that.
"You know how that would look to others, bum-rag. I don't need people thinking anything else along with what the already most likely do."
Chapter 6 "Gifts Aplenty"Alek glanced at this watch as he followed Lilit through the narrow streets. Three fifteen. He was late.Chapter 6 "Gifts Aplenty" in Short Stories More Like This
"Lilit, whatever this is, can't it wait until I get out of work? I'm trying to make myself a living - "
"Quiet, we're almost there"
Alek made a face but continued on. It best be important ot drag her halfway across the world looking for him. Soon she ducked inside the doorway of an abandoned apartment building. Alek was almost out of breath, not having ran like that since being aboard the Leviathan. Lilit looked fine however, even in her black silk clothes.
"What's this about? How in the world did you find me?" Alek sat, catching his breath.
Lilit sat next to him, smiling. "I just had to know where to look."
He looked at her incredulously. "Seriously. How?"
She laughed, her face looking very tired, and much older than she remembered. "As soon as Nene heard of your 'death', she laughed. She knew there was no way you could ever be dead. She told me she suspected it would be too much fo
Chapter 5 "Familiar Faces"Alek looked up from his paper, setting it down on the table in front of him. A nasty cold breeze was coming in through the window, making him shiver. He stood, walking across the beautiful floor to shut it, drawing the curtains.Chapter 5 "Familiar Faces" in Short Stories More Like This
"Deryn, have you read the paper yet?" he called out. Footsteps sounded from the other room, and Deryn entered. She was wearing trousers and a buttoned up shirt, hair cropped short as ever.
"No, why? Something good?" her eyes were bright.
"Yes, actaully, I think you'll find it amusing." he handed her the news, crossing his arms and watching her as she read the front page.
Her face went from curiosity to astonishment. "Blisters, Alek, your a genious! How did you know?" she looked up at him, amazed.
Alek chuckled. "I know Volger about as well as I know myself. The wildcount gets what he wants. He wasn't going to let a little thing like my 'death' stop him from finishing the wishes of my father. Volger is a loyal man, I suspected he might go this far."
Cold As Stone 1Alek's eyes snapped open, his whole body shuddering. He was so cold... It was like his entire body was numb to the core. He tried to move his arms and legs, but it was like they were coated in think syrup, heavy and useless.Cold As Stone 1 in Short Stories More Like This
His eyes slowly got used to the murky darkness and he noticed the ceiling above him was made of crude stone. Water was dripping from it and onto the floor beneath him, which he guessed was stone as well, judging by the craggy surface under his body. He wanted to sit up but his arms were so heavy he couldn't even budge them.
Where am I?, Alek thought to himself, his thoughts still thick. It felt like his head was floating in water, bobbing around like a piece of driftwood. He honestly did not know where he could possibly be. The last thing he remembered was being on board the Leviathan talking to, to....
Alek felt his heart speed up. Deryn! He had been talking to her when the ship had been hit! Where was she now? He had to find her. Suddenly his muscles were fueled
Prologue 1"Dylan, I don't think this is such a good..."Prologue 1 in Short Stories More Like This
The boys voice cut right through his, a smile on his face. "Tell me one thing right now, Alek" he looked Alek square in the eye, and he gulped, gripping hte fabricated leather that bound him into the seat, his knuckles white. "Do you trust me?"
Of course he trusted Dylan. He had kept Alek's secrets since they met. But this was not a matter of trust, it was a matter of life or death, or so it felt to Alek.
"Yes. I trust you." he told Dylan earnestly.
"Then listen to me when I say you'll be fine." he patted the yellow object in Alek's hand. "Just release this semaphore flag if something goes wrong, or if you get the clart scared out of you." Dylan smirked. "I'll be down here watching and I'll haul you down in a squick."
And with that Alek was climbing, no, flying. The small seat he was strapped to swung sickeningly as the godless creature Dylan called a Huxley rose into the air. Alek barely dared to watch as Dylan and the top of the Leviathan
Chapter 1-DerynDeryn couldn't believe what shed said to him. How could I have been so stupid!, she thought, storming into her cabin and slamming the door. He hand seemed to act of its own accord as it rammed into the wall, crunching the wood beneath it.Chapter 1-Deryn in Short Stories More Like This
"Fool! I'm a bloody fool!" she yelled, stomping over to her bed and throwing herself on it, burying her face under her pillow. There she sobed for a good twenty minutes, unable to help herself.
She hadn't ment to be so rude. She was jsut fed up with Alek tryign to pry things out of her. She couldn't tell him her secret, even though it was tearing her up inside to keep it from him. It was only fair that he knew, seeing as he had told her jsut abotu everything. But if he knew she wasn't a boy....she was sure he'd flip over the moon and never speak to her again.
When she'd finally had her fill of girly nonsense, she changed into her work clothes and ran up onto the ships topside, pushing every single thought of the prince ot hte back of her he
Chapter 7 "Waiting"Alek refused to come out of his room.Chapter 7 "Waiting" in Short Stories More Like This
Deryn stood outside the door for what seemed like an hour knocking, talking softly to him to try and coax him out, but to no avail. He was not in the mood for anything but sitting and brooding.
Bum-rag, Deryn thought. While he was sitting in there, comfy as a bug in a rug, she was out here, desperatly trying to break the akward silence with Lilit. She had offered the girl water, food, rest, but she declined all, choosing to sit in the living quarters, Bovril on her lap.
The blasted creature had been all too elated to see her, running up and down her arm, spitting out random words in it's excitment. She stroked it gently, cooing to it in different languages, Bovril practically purring.
Deryn made herself a sandwish and sat on the chair farthest from Lilit, chewing quietly. The girl was much different than Deryn remebered, and she felt her cheeks get hot when she thought about they're last meeting. When she finished eating, she grabbed her sketch pad
Cold as Stone 4Deryn sat bolt upright in the dismal hospital bed. She looked around. The nurse was nowhere to be seen. Setting her ice pack on the table beside her, she slid off the bed and crept to the door.Cold as Stone 4 in Short Stories More Like This
She swore she just heard a gun shot. The sound was unmistakeable. Deryn slowly opened the door and peered both ways. The hall was deathly silent and dark. Her feet made little sound as she padded shoeless down the hall and in the direction she thought she'd heard them go an hour ago.
Deryn encountered no one as she glided along, keeping ot the shadows. Blisters, this place is confusing, she thought ot herself as she rounded a corner. It seemed there was no end to the twisting corridors. Portraits stared down at her, as if tracking her every move. She shuddered. The sooner they were out of this place the better.
But what would happen after this? The Leviathan was dead, she had no money to return home. She was stranded somewhere far from home with the archduke of Austria-Hungary.
Deryn shrugged aw
Chapter 14 "Sincere"The funeral was quite large, a bit to fancy for Alek's liking.Chapter 14 "Sincere" in Short Stories More Like This
There were at least five hundred people in attendance, most of them sobbing their damned eyes out. Alek shook his head. He was only duke for a few months, had he earned the right to have tears shed over him?
Alek winced as he took his seat next to Deryn. The wound Volger had given him still felt fresh as the day he had recieved it. Dr. Barlow sat on Dery's right, dabbing at her eyes under the black veil cascading from her outrageous hat.
He took Deryn's hand, and she gave it a squeeze. This was going to be difficult. No matter how insane Volger had gotten, or how terrible he had been to Alek as a child, he had been there, and had sacrificed many things to make sure Alek got his chance, even his life.
Alek had found out that day that Volger and Klopp were the only two to have made it out of the Leviathan's crash. Volger must have mistaken Alek's body for Bauer's charred corpse, and Klopp had lost a leg. He sat a f
Who is she?She loves, she laughs, she cries, she smiles…Who is she? in Free Verse More Like This
She weaves and crafts her wiles
She wonders, she amazes
She perplexes, she dazes
She dances and leaps with her graces
She hates but not often
She is tough but softens
She pulls the strings
She flies away with wings
She spies, she cons
She loves lying on freshly mowed lawns
She loves light,
She hugs everyone in sight
She has no room for hatred or spite
She is a mystery, an enigma
She is not about dogma, nor anathema
She lives life to the fullest
She loves birds especially robin redbreast
She watches it lovingly nest
She loves certain simple joys
She composes her speeches
She is called a teacher
She is a beseecher
She stands up for a cause,
She speaks with poise
She calls for thunderous applause
She has conviction in whatever she says
She has an ever-blooming smile and grace
She loves nature in all its manifestations
She loves without hesitation
She represents the nation….
Is she lov
pass byPalm fronds waving in the breeze,pass by in Free Verse More Like This
leaves glittering resplendent in the sunshine
forming infinite shapes
crepuscular rays in the twilight half hidden by clouds
bales of hay...fragrant
The world passes by one thing at a time offering panoramic perspectives
As I sit and watch it all appear and disappear by turns...
sitting in the local train
Indian potpourriIndian food was at first unpalatable. Josh had been on an All India trek.He tried the Northern food that was available in every little shanty called Dhabas. It was mainly from a place called Punjab (lit. the land of five rivers). He grew to relish it. They offered bread made in a tandoor (a pot like oven).Fresh, hot and delicious. He tried tandoori murg (spicy chicken cooked in the tandoor), and kofta curries (vegetables/cheese, meat balls smothered in thick spicy gravies), kebabs (skewered edibles), Biriyanis (spiced rice) along with a generous supply of raw onions, curd, green chillies and lime wedges. The spices they used were mainly was garlic, onions, cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, peppers, cashews….Indian potpourri in Settings More Like This
Kashmiri food boasted of fruit-both dry and fresh .He began to enjoy Kashmiri pilaf (rice cooked with pieces of fresh and dry fruit) and naans and kulchas (pancake bread sprinkled with fruit as well) and ghosht (meat mainly mutton).Gujarati and Rajasthani food was succulent even in its b
Happiness is...A red gold sunsetHappiness is... in Free Verse More Like This
A baby's gurgle
A mother's curls on the nape of her neck
A toothless smile
A distant laugh
A cheerleader's scream
A sailor's ahoy
A home nearing on a cold drizzly evening
A steaming mug of cocoa with a warm book beside
A sister's kiss
WhenCounting secondsWhen in Free Verse More Like This
Hearing shuffling foot steps
An occasional peek out of the window
Did I see a glimpse of someone I have been waiting for?
Was that the clunk of the metal bolt made by that tiny pretty hand?
The one that I have loved so well and so long?
Will I hear her shuffling along followed immediately by her shadow flitting across the gate?
Will I feel a sense of relief wash over me
Once I see those adorable curls around that beautiful face ?
Will I hear those rhythmic beats of those tiny feet?
Will my heart burst with elation once she climbs up the stairs one foot after another?
DeepThe deeper we go into life..the more it has to offer us.Deep in Philosophical More Like This
I believe we can beat depression or even death by simply wishing to accomplish more in life.
It is not merely wanting to hoard a fortune or buying things.Its when we reach out to that other someone who is waiting for us to lend our hand and pull them out of the bottomlesss pit that life can sometimes become.I believe we earn in our lives little tokens in the form of good deed that can be amassed to buy ourselves a good life.Every little good deed can be stashed away so we can afford to buy ourselves things like a golden future by mere intention.Every time we do a good deed we put it away into the piggy bank of our minds and then foresee
a beautiful future.We deserve everything good ijn the end.Don't we?After all we have earned it...
Indian potpourri IIKarnataka- the painted sign proclaims (in three languages).The train grinds to a halt. The smell of metal is in the air. It's been a grimy journey. But eagerness and anticipation fills Josh Hartlett as he has reached Bangalore (Bengalooru)-all cosmopolitan. The itinerary says it was known as the pensioner's paradise a few years ago. However urbanity has hit it and made it more urban than most other cities. It is inhabited by a few foreigners. It was easy for Josh to see why. Its temperature was more pleasant than other cities.Indian potpourri II in Settings More Like This
It is also known as the garden city. It has plenty of greenery. But it was sad as he realized that pollutants are taking their toll. There were the green, cool gardens- Lal Bagh, Cubbon Park-to name a few. He found decent food in Bangalore- Pizzerias, McDonalds, and KFC… Quaint British villas hobnobbed with huge skyscrapers.
He found most people speaking good English, Hindi and Kannada.
This is known as the Silicon Valley. He found colossal IT parks with delegate
Indian Potpourri IIISouth was simply superb. Josh had reached God's own country-Kerala. The profusely viridiscent landscapes glided past in slow motion as he ferried the lakes. There is the immensely variegated boat race festival known as Onam. Long boats are oared by brown, sinewy men-each one vying to win the race. The women dress in white and gold, slowly sway, carrying small mud lamps around colorful patterns drawn on the ground with powders in every imaginable color called Kolams also called rangolis in the north.Indian Potpourri III in Settings More Like This
Huge elephants are indispensable during Onam. The pachyderms are scrubbed by the proud, smiling Mahouts in lakes and then adorned with red and gold brocade and paraded with howdahs (saddles).This is the land of Kathakali,the indescribably complex, holy and radiant dance-danced by an all male cast. They sit for hours together and paint their faces predominantly with greens, reds, black and yellow and emote subtly yet articulately displaying a plethora of histrionics-pomp, pain, piety and pur
karma yogaI like feminism,idealism and... Icecream.karma yoga in Philosophical More Like This
Idealism delves into the past and brings innumerable,cherishable treasures into life.
Feminism forays into the future and I like to believe that it means that women will rule the world someday...
Why ice cream?
When it is in front of you,
You just have to eat it before it melts.
Something synonymous to living right here...
DeathThe coffin was placed in the center of the room.The body was lying there with a peaceful look.The face, although aged,had a tiny smile.The eyes seemed to flutter.Death in Emotional More Like This
The air was redolent with the smell of rose petals,incense sticks.There was a small lamp glowing quietly in dignity.There was religious music playing.
A bee was droning in the room,confusedly.The people were watching confusedly too.Were they to burst into tears?Sing his praises?Should they be resigned and accept his death?
Whispers wafted across as they described the dead man's plight.How he loved,how he lived.He had been a man who had sired two sons.They had drifted away each seeking his own
destiny.But they could not remain dry-eyed once they heard of his death.They had burst into spontaneous tears.He had been a good father,a good uncle,a true son,a gentle and playful husband, a loving grandfather,a skilful caring doctor.
Nobody would replace him.His clothes would never be touched again by him.His instruments would never be
Problem Struck Chapter 1Problem StruckProblem Struck Chapter 1 in Profiles More Like This
"DERYN!" Alek shouted as he shook her limp body trying to wake her up, get her to talk, or do something.
Alek's arm landed on a small box as he continued to shake Deryn (as if that would help) and knocked it over. The clattering helped Alek see through his panic and look at what box he had knocked over.
"God's wounds," Alek breathed as he saw that this box was Deryn's smelling salts, "This could barking work!"
He opened the box and waved it under her nose trying to spread the sharp smell to wake Deryn up. Finally Deryn opened her eyes and Alek sighed with relief, "Thank providence that you're alright, Deryn! I thought you had just died! Are you all right?"
"Oooooohhhh... Alright isn't the right word here, I think," Deryn managed to get out before hurling right on the bed.
"Schiesse! What's the matter Deryn?" Shouted Alek and began to spout off all kinds of Austrian swears.
Deryn looked up at Alek and whispered breathing hard, "Get... get... Dr... Barl...Barl...
Shot to the Truth Chapter 5Chapter 5Shot to the Truth Chapter 5 in Profiles More Like This
Deryn's first thoughts were, "Wh-where a-am I?" then, "W-what's going on?" and finally, "Am I KISSING ALEK?!?!" Her eyes snapped open and she pulled away from Alek shocked at what she did now. Her head pounded, but she managed to get out, "Wh-what were you DOING Alek?"
Alek leaned back looking shocked, as he saw Deryn wince from her pounding ribs and head, but managed to compose himself and reply, "Y-you're alive, Dyl- erm, what's your true name?"
Deryn stared at him, unable to process that Alek knew who she really was, answering, "Deryn, and how did you know that I'm a barking girl?!"
Alek blushed, whispering, "Y-you were hurt so I-"
Alek broke off blushing furiously as Deryn understood what had happened and replied in her girl voice, "So you know, and hate me, at this point that you've seen what I've kept from you all these months," Deryn sighed and hung her head, "I-I... I'm sorry Alek, but I thought that because I was a commoner I wouldn't matter t
Shot to the TruthShot to the TruthShot to the Truth in Profiles More Like This
Deryn entered her private chambers, exhausted from three days of nonstop work on the Leviathan. Finally she was able to take a few minutes to change out of her sweaty uniform and change into something more appropriate. She sighed, remembering that they'd arrive to Japan the very next day and Alek would vanish from the Leviathan forever. He would probably vanish into the wilderness and somehow find a way back to the main land and hideout until this barking daft war would be over. Deryn shook her head, clearing her thoughts of Alek from her mind, reminding herself that he was a barking prince -that's archduke you dummkopf!- and she was a lowly mooneye-eyed lassie that served as an airman. She couldn't fall for him; she couldn't, unless she wanted him to run a mile. Anyway once Alek was gone, so would her feelings for him, too. Deryn put on a determined look on her face and chased away all thoughts of Alek that entered her mind.
Shot to the Truth Chapter 3Shot to the TruthShot to the Truth Chapter 3 in Profiles More Like This
The Claxton bell was ringing its head off but there was nobody in the corridor, as Alek jogged over to a gut hatch and peeked out to see what the commotion was all about. The whine of engines pierced the air and Alek understood that they were ambushed by aeroplanes.
"Bumsen!" Alek cried, and listened closer. There was something missing from the usual sounds the Leviathan made but Alek couldn't understand what... Then it hit him.
"Dummkopf!" yelled Alek and began to climb up toward the engines, "Of course they would aim for the engines you idiot, the engines are the airships most important way of traveling! The clankers should know that by now from the sultan in the Ottoman empire!" Alek climbed faster reaching the walker cabin, and peeked in to see what the problem was. What met his eyes was beyond what he imagined; Klopp was unconscious and Mr. Hirst was tending to him.
"Mr. Hirst, what happened here?" Alek yelled.
"The god damn German's snuck
Shot to the Truth Chapter 2Shot to the TruthShot to the Truth Chapter 2 in Profiles More Like This
Deryn sprinted down the corridor, grabbing the gut hatch and peeked out about what the commotion was. What she saw totally blew her mind.
"Barking spiders," Deryn mumbled in awe as she saw a clanker machine swoop overhead and shoot a row of bullets into the whale's spine. Deryn dropped down the hatch as the aeroplane zoomed overhead almost beheading her.
"Barking persistent are they! Once on the glacier and now on the border of China? What are the clankers now; watchdogs?" Deryn exclaimed, checking first to see if the aeroplane was gone, then pulling herself out onto the spine. She whistled with the scene that met her eyes; there were huge masses of dead bodies strewn all over the Leviathan, both beastie and human. The sight brought tears to Deryn's eyes to see the airship so helpless with the clankers swooping again and again destroying more and more of it each time.
"Bum-rags!" Deryn shouted at them tears spring
The World Is Ugly, But You're Beautiful To MeThere was something in the way he spoke.The World Is Ugly, But You're Beautiful To Me in Free Verse More Like This
Like something was hidden deep within each word
that managed to escape his trembling lips.
A pain so deep,
earth shatteringly strong,
like at any moment his body would give out,
and he'd fall to the ground.
The weight of the world
finally weighing him down,
drowning him in an ocean of misery.
His voice shook
But he stood strong,
if anything a bit worn at the edges,
but he refused to fall.
With each pained word,
his strength disintegrated,
and the real pain began to surface
in his heartbroken eyes.
Life was a struggle,
life had drug him around,
beat him down,
And all he had left now,
were his trembling,
Sometimes It Lasts in Love. Sometimes.I wish I could write something that would change the way you look at me,Sometimes It Lasts in Love. Sometimes. in Free Verse More Like This
the way you think of me,
the way you thought of me,
the way you knew me.
I wish I could write something to erase my memory of you,
all those sweet kisses,
all those foul words,
all those late nights of tears,
I wish I could write something that would make you see me,
listen to me,
look at me,
I wish I could write something that would make you turn around,
come back to me,
say you'll stay with me,
make you want me.
I wish I could write something that would make time stop,
time fast forward,
time fade away.
I wish I could write something that would make you come back.
But they're just words printed in black and white.
They can't change what happened,
what is to happened,
and why it happened to us.
I wish I could.
But I know I never will.
Even writers get writersblock. What if I wrote a story about a daring princess, one that saves the prince in the end and steals his heart instead?Even writers get writersblock. in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time- ..
No, that's not right. Delete, delete, delete.
In the distant mountains of-
Of what? Where the fuck could she possibly be from? Scotland? Does Scotland even have distant and cloud covered mountains in them? Maybe I should google that.. No, fuck it. I'll make something up.
Maybe I shouldn't write about princesses. There's too many princess stories to keep up with now anyways. Delete, delete, delete.
What about a romance novel?
He gently caressed her delicate skin and tore at the remaining-
I- er - No. DELETE, DELETE, DELETE. Close. New document.
Think, Kayla, think. You've written shit for stories lately and you're writing folder is over flowing with unfinished work. What about..
Sitting glumly at her computer desk, the keys on her keyboard clicked with each quick touch of
Monsters in the darkIt's been so longMonsters in the dark in Free Verse More Like This
since I've seen your face,
heard your voice,
felt your presence.
How I used to long for even the tiniest glimpse.
Only to be thrown away and discarded so effortlessly.
I came running back each time.
No matter how severe the wounds,
how harsh the words
that seared and ripped apart my innocence,
and yet I so willingly rushed
back into your awaiting cruel arms each time.
How low do you have to be,
to subject yourself to such cruelty.
How hopeless must one be
to willingly forfeit their heart,
to the unforgiving hands
of a monster.
I can take you thereClose your eyes.I can take you there in Free Verse More Like This
Now let it all out in one
Let your grip on reality slip.
Let your innocence die.
Let your mind wander.
Take hold of my hand
before I run away,
for as you can see,
I'm late for a very important date.
Ignore the whispering behind the curtains,
forget the past full of lies.
Here you will learn that right is right and wrong is left.
Do avoid the left,
that's where the wicked live,
lost in a world that cannot be saved,
lost in a world where they once knew you.
The roses may sing lovely tunes,
and the daisy's may give incredibly well thought through speeches,
but don't waste your time listening to them,
they only wish to steal your beautiful eyes,
and your innocent lives.
before your chance is gone,
jump through the mirror
and crash down
into a world
that has been waiting for you,
since the very beginning of time.
Romeo and Juliet"Are you insane? No!" Dylan shoutedRomeo and Juliet in Profiles More Like This
"Come on Dylan, it would be fun!" Alek pleaded, almost nearly bow down to him, just to accept the offer.
"No barking way! That's sounds stupid!!"
Alek raised his head, "PPPLLLEEAASSSEEE!!!!"
Dylan shook his head, Alek knew that Dylan had a weakness, and that weakness was begging.
Dylan sighed, annoyed, and wanted to get out of there.
"Fine! But it's for fun! Got it?!"
Alek nodded, and went to the dusty book shelf, grabbed a big, old decorated book, filled with endless words, covering the pages with German.
"Okay, here's who you're playing, Benvolio, Tybalt, nurse, and "
Alek spread a smile across his face.
Dylan's eyes widen
"NO BARKING WAY! I'm not playing a girl!"
Alek shrugged "oh, well. Here's who I'm playing. Let's see, um Prince,"
"I wanted to play him, you play Juliet!"
Alek looked at him, He chuckled.
"Well, no. You don't get to, I do. Besides, you have a pretty high voice; you can play a girl easily."
Dylan crossed his a
Romeo and Juliet Part 2Deryn couldn't believe that Alek wanted to her to play Juliet. Juliet! Out of all the characters in that thing! She had to get Juliet, A Capulet who falls in love with Romeo, and they get married the next day! Why on earth did they get married the next day anyway? Deryn sighed. Who knows she thought. Alek and she finally reach the topside of Leviathan; it was a clear, sunny day. The breeze was perfect, her hair all over the place, throwing and tossing, still has to be Juliet, she groaned.Romeo and Juliet Part 2 in Profiles More Like This
Alek smiled "ready? Remember you're playing Benvolio, I'm playing Tybalt."
She frowned "I thought I was playing Tybalt."
Alek shook his head, "you seem to have your hands full. I'll be Tybalt."
Since Alek, the stupid dummkopf didn't have another copy of the book; they had no choice to toss the decorated book back and forth. Back and forth, over and over again. Deryn was starting to get annoyed.
"Alek, this seems boring! Can we do something else?"
"It's not b
sick part 2Deryn grasped Alek's waist and hurried down to Dr. Barlow's room.sick part 2 in Profiles More Like This
What in barking hell is happening to Alek? Deryn thought.
2 minutes and 30 seconds later
As soon as the tired midshipman came to halt at the door, Deryn pounded as hard as she can.
" Dr. Barlow? Dr. Barlow! Please open up it's me Dylan!"
no response all she could hear was moaning.
Was the doctor in trouble too?
" Please Dr. Barlow! open the damn door!!" Deryn yelled
Deryn had no choice to kick down the door.
She had to put all her might she could kick down the door.
BAM! went the door and she went inside.
Deryn gasped at the scene she saw, and her eyes were big as saucer plates.
"OH! um...Mr. Sharp! what are you doing here?" the confused doctor asked.
There was Dr. Barlow and Count Volger were making out! Volger had his shirt out of his pants and his muscles hanging out. Dr. Barlow's hair was out of the bowler hat and was replaced with messy brown curly hair going which way possible! Deryn felt her stomach turn upside do
WELCOME TO MY WORLDthis is a poem i wrote!WELCOME TO MY WORLD in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
THE WATCHING BIRD, THAT INCREASES THE MIDNIGHT MOON
I KNOW, IN MY HEART THAT IT WOULD BE MORNING QUITE SOON.
I CANT SLEEP, I TOSS AND TURN
BUT THERE'S ONE THING I CERTAINLY URN
A WISH; THAT GUIDES ME THREW THE STARS!
A FUN, TRIP, BUT NOT TO MARS
TO MY WORLD, WHERE TO FRIENDS GREET ME
I SMILE, AND CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I SEE
A GIRL IN BOYS CLOTHES! DERYN SHARP I SHOULD PROBABLY KNOW
SHE SMILES A GRIN, THAT FINALLY SHOWS
STANDING NEXT TO HER; A PRINCE WHO IS TOTALLY CUTE!
BUT HE WOULDN'T LIKE ME, I KNOW THAT HE WONT SUTE
I PULL MY HAND OUT AND GREET THEM AND SAY MY NAME
THEY BOTH LOOK AT EACH OTHER, MY EYES DAZZLE IN FAME
I WAKE UP, AND SIGH
THAT WAS BRILLIANT, I REALLY CAN'T LIE!
LEVIATHAN, CAN BE EVERY ONE'S
BUT IN MY HEART, THIS POEM...IS DONE.
Leviathan: SketchesLeviathan: Sketches in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leviathan: A picture for a prince
Just a small intro. Deryn/Dylan Sharp and Prince Alecksander Ferdinand are on board the leviathan heading towards the Ottoman Empire. A surprise request from Aleck gets Deryn/ Dylan to realize her true feelings for him. Rated pg-13 for later chapters.
(I might go to four chapters at most, also keep in mind there is a change of point of view and that the book just came out in October. This fanfic is a test run for future fanfics later on)
Alek walked along the great air ship that was the Leviathan. His now rubber soles clanked against the metal walkways of the ships spine. The whole crew seemed to be a little on edge whenever he and his men walked about with their "highly flammable" shoes. Until finally to put them all at ease they borrowed some rubber shoes that were necessary if you were to walk along the great ship.
After receiving the shoes Alek decided to head to the backside of the creature or "dorsal" as he learned later it
Leviathan: Sketches 2Leviathan: Sketches 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ok just a quick reminder. I do change point of views and that I intend to have more chapters and more spice shall be added. So relax this whole mini fanfic will be done by the end of the week. Then I'll start a new one. I have some ideas but I want to hear yours as well. So leave a review or comment about it. And I'll try to work it in my scheduale.
I do not own leviathan or any of its ppl. Enjoy.
Deryn pulled out the materials she would need for the sketch. She decided to go with the extra dark sketch pencil and her unmarked eraser. She needed the sketch to come out as close to perfect as possible.
Deryn then pushed herself closer to Alek; she left one leg extended forward while the other held the sketch pad in place on her lap. Deryn then placed the pencil between her teeth and slowly examined the new project before her.
Alek was running his fingers through his hair in an attempt to keep the red brown locks from covering his foreh
Leviathan:Sketches, Chapter 4Leviathan:Sketches, Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Okay. This is the next chapter. It is not perfect but it is adequate enough 4 fanfiction. I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter. A. Oh and FYI if you don't like sexual stuff then don't bother reading the next chapter.
A series of images ran through Deryn's head.
Memories of her past and current life seem to pass by in a blur. She saw yellow flames surround her father, her mother's voice echoing along the halls of her old home, her brother announcing that he was joining the navy. Slowly the images seem to slow down, she saw herself standing in a line of men with her head held higher than the rest, and she saw snow and ice surround the bodies of brave soldiers who died defending the Leviathan. And then from the shadows she saw a figure approach.
He crouched low and surrounded her, Deryn could feel herself slowly suffocating in its embrace, and she felt the figure all around her even though she could see nothing. Then a voice broke through;
Dylan. Please wak
Leviathan: Sketches, chapter 5Leviathan: Sketches, chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My bad you guys, I realized that Alek came to terms to quickly with what happened in the last chapter. So I had to make him suffer. Plus I realized when it comes to sexual stuff, its much more interesting to hear it from the girls P.O.V.
Perhaps it was the fact that a girl was kissing him, or the fact that her shirt was partially undone, or the fact that the heat in the room has completely robbed him of his common sense, but Alek didn't immediately pull away.
Did he expect to find out his best friend was really a girl? No. Did he expect to be kissed abruptly by her? Also no.
And yet that's what was happening at the moment.
Alek's entire thought process and emotions had completely shifted when he found out about Dylan no wait Deryn's little secret. Above all things he was hurt, confused, and somewhat angry at her. It was her fault he was experiencing this completely knew feeling, and yet the new feeling for him was of course extremely awkward. It took all of his skills as
By Your Side, Forever and EverBy Your Side, Forever and Ever in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
THE CANTERLOT SERIES
Ponies with Battlelore
[Click here for the accompanying song]
By Your Side, Forever and Ever
Greed now rules the spoils of war.
Queen has set her throne on the royal hall (the ruins of the realm)
I have walked through the dark
I have fought my way out of her prison.
I have witnessed the war
I have found my love wrapped in oblivion.
The eldritch swarm over our world,
My shining one, where have you gone?
Devourer's claws hold on your heart,
My shining love, where are you lost?
Broken harmony, its protectors fell
Imprisoned their kin, in repressed tears (the realm of peace)
From beasts he swore to shield his home,
My shining one, the guardian.
Wake from the queen's dormant veil,
Within your heart resides our hope.
In despair we need your gallant strength,
My shining one, reclaim your shield.
I'll support your task,
Marked Ones Drown (Lunaverse)Marked Ones Drown (Lunaverse) in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My Little Poem
Ponies with Nightwish
[Click here for the accompanying song]
Marked Ones Drown
Followed her to the town below the pale moonlight
Through the maze of shades to the heart of forest
In the night we dance, enjoying the endless feast
Yet can you hear
How the past keeps haunting us for our sins
"Have you seen those ruins, where the plague took place?"
"My child "
"She's hexed, marked by a black curse."
"Her mark "
"An impure sign of a plague;
Rid of her, it will spread as we speak!"
"Little one drowns, she will drown, drown, deeper down
the river wild will purify your cursed child.
Little one drowns, she will drown, drown, deeper down
the waters take her away with her cursed mark.
Marked ones drown, they will drown, drown, deeper down
She Visits Her FriendsShe Visits Her Friends in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My Little Poem
– Ponies with Swallow the Sun
[Click here for the accompanying song]
She Visits Her Friends
I can still see their smiles.
All my friends' familiar faces,
They stood here beside me at the eve of the gala.
Through this one night, all nights for years
Over the centuries, over the mortal lifetimes…
After gala I go to see my friends,
Meet them in their rest,
Give them my time…
This one night
I remember them, put flowers on their graves,
When they've left me
Where I cannot follow…
We had our days together.
Our laughter, rich and heartfelt.
In their company I felt peace:
Every moment's measureless ease,
No more a queen,
Not a goddess,
Just a friend.
Could I ever forget them…?
Is this the price I pay for immortality?
See them wither and fade over the passing times,
Carry the memories, when the world around forgets?
When their smiles pass away, when it's all that's lef
Hanging by a Moment-Leviathan"I'm falling even more in love with youHanging by a Moment-Leviathan in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Letting go of all I held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you."
-"Hanging by a Moment" by Lifehouse
As I ran through the boat pier, I searched for her. I rode the Stormwalker all the way here, and I wasn't going to stop looking until I found Deryn. I've made mistakes in my life, and there were some I didn't fix because I couldn't. But this was a mistake t
Chasing Cars-LeviathanI watched the sun set below the horizon of the Pacific, giving off a golden aura and leaving a violet sky in its wake, spangling the water with specks of brilliant white light. I would've felt like "king" of the world, except now Alek knew my secret. I tried not to blink; not just to keep watching the beautiful scene, but to not replay what happened: Alek just glaring at me, not saying anything. What he was thinking was beyond me, and it filled me with terror and anxiety. But my guilt kept me silent, and before I was courageous enough to ask, he turned away, walked to his cabin, and locked the door behind him.Chasing Cars-Leviathan in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I opened her eyes again, gasping for breath, discovering that the sky was entirely a gray-purple, the sun gone. A hundred questions raced through my head: Why did I have to tell Alek, instead of keeping it to myself? Why did I even assume he would understand? Was it rude to tell or not tell royalty about secrets?
And why was I even caring so
Idea for Leviathan TrailerHello, everyone, Septa here. Anyway I was reading this idea for this trailer thingy for a movie trailer for "Leviathan" by Scott Westerfeld at http://leviathaneers.deviantart.com/blog/42703708/ . So for a while now, I've had this idea jammed in my head, and it may be pretty cool. So, here it is:Idea for Leviathan Trailer in Comedy More Like This
Narrator: Teens from World War I are just like teens today. They have trouble learning how to drive...
(Shows Alek driving the Stormwalker and running into someting)
Narrator: They have disagreements with their parents...
Deryn to Newkirk: It's just that my ma doesn't understand me at all!
Narrator: They practice sports...
(Shows Alek fencing with Volger)
Narrator: And they have crushes
(Shows Alek hugging Deryn and her going all loopy)
Narrator: The only difference is that they are running from Germans, disguising as boys, and, of course, riding giant flying whales.
(Dramatic medley of steampunk clips and showing the title "Leviathan")
The Eye Of The Angel And Of The DemonThe Eye Of The Angel And Of The Demon in Free Verse More Like This
It starts with the mouth that does not say much; the ear the listings to everything it can.
The eyes will follow all the light, movements, colors and the eyes will see the true feeling or intentions at you have.
The eyes are the window to you're souls.
I read your eyes to know if I am making a friend, or someone more then a friend, or a hiding enemy with a smile.
I see, hear, and perceive more then you.
If you are my true friend, I will have the eye of the angel; I will know if you are down and I will try to make you feel better.
If you are the hidden enemy with a smile, I will have the eye of a demon. I have distinguish things about you; that yo
Hear Me! I go in my room and close the door tightly, so I may not be seen or heard.Hear Me! in Free Verse More Like This
I need to set my mind at ease, but the voices carry and are heard by my ears.
They will not stop! I want to hear my own thoughts; but they do not help.
I ; just stop it I can't even stand you or your bickering any more; you make so that I can't even be thankful for one of my great senses.
Shut up! Shut the hell up! please take me away from my hell of a home and of my head.
I will give my ears a melody, and for three minuets and thirty one seconds I will be where I want to be and what I want to hear.
I want to stay here forever.., only that is how I wish it could be.
Love In the Face Of PainLove In the Face Of Pain in Free Verse More Like This
Why is true love so hard to express?
Why can't I throw away those thoughts of what that man instiled in me? I have met and befriended ones that prove all of those instillments are not always true.
Yet, when I find a person worth taking a chance on, I can't quiet those thoughts and inner demons for me to
fight for what I want or reach out my hand for help and my scars raise up again of what that man did to and said to me.
Every part of my body says run, but my soul says please help me, holed me and love me.
I love you, but I can't talk, I can't move and I can't act on it.