Heavy burden 3
Examining the man, he actually didn't even seem like a regular human being. He was...different. There was no sign of decay or anything.
The man was just short of Emerick's height but more thin, long black hair held back into a tail waved slightly in the wind and bangs draped over his face.
Pointed ears also held back some hair and on the right ear was a spiked plug with a dangling chain and ball.
Knee high boots that had a small dagger on the caffe hugged tightly on the left leg and on the right thigh was a belted on pouch.
All together he didn't even seem a threat. More of just an annoyance.
"Please step aside. I haven't
By mid day the man had finally reached the edge of the forest, and into an open wheat fields. Though, there was nothing else in sight.
Following the dirt path, the man found himself coming upon a dead city. Just a few miles out he could see that it was constructed around a larger walled city that was built around a mountain.
A horrid smell had filled the air when the wind had passed. The stench had to be shaken away just to bear.
Suddenly a growl came from the brush, as the knight rose his shield, he scanned the area waiting for the first move. A sound came from the right, then the left. Soon it had seemed to be all around him.
Finally, h
Heavy burden
The moon light shined dimly through the trees as the time passed. Clouds blocked the light from the moon while rolling across the sky.
Oh how this dim light was such a beautiful lie.
Step by step, heavy feet sank into the soft soil beneath a mass of black armor. Tattered and coated in stains the metal was strong and sound.
A large tower shield swayed on the left, and a great sword on the right. These enormous weapons waved like the leaves on the trees when a gentle breeze pressed against them.
The armor was so worn that it didn't reflect the light of the moon, as if it refused to accept the beautiful lie. The helm was flat t
Pour some sugar on me! by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
Pour some sugar on me!
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Attack on Titan - Armin x Annie by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
Attack on Titan - Armin x Annie
“23 hours on a stand alone operation and no sight of anyone. Where the others had gone to was just an absolute mystery. Why would there be an op with such little information?” Armin spoke aloud to himself.
Leaning harshly on a wooden fence in a field on lightly coated snow. Wearing a heavy grey winter jacket that bore the Legion’s crest. The boy warmed his hands and the crossed his arms for more warmth.
The mission was suppose to be simple and clean. There wasn’t anything important to it, just meet here, move there; shoot a few flairs and then go home. A unit was suppose to meet up with him and then they move onwa
Distant bells rang as the sun slowly rose just over the landscape. Light seeped into the cracks of a small window that was covered by a drape. The bedroom inside was meant for two people, yet only one lay in a bed just under that window.
Staring up at the window, Jean listened to the sounds of the world ease into motion. Laying on his back with an arm bent and a hand under the pillow where his head was and the other hand on his bare chest. Beans of light landed on the blanket by his waist as the sun rose higher in the sky.
A depressed expression grew on Jean’s face, “Its that time again…”
Throwing the covers off
A lover's tale The begining by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
A lover's tale The begining
When I was about 14, I wanted to join the military. That's all I could really see myself doing. I wasn't much for crowd, or going out at night. And talking to a woman... Well, there's better things than that show. My folks wanted me to shape up, go to another Human colony and get hooked with some gal from a rich and powerful family. Live like a king they said. But I chose the military at 18.
The Alliance took me in quick after a full check up. The doc told me I was more fit for duty than any of the chaps he saw. Couldn't say anything against medical, so they took his word. Soon after boot I was assigned to a ship called the, "AMS ARIES," und
"I love you, Wyatt."
That was the first, and very last time I would ever hear it from the one woman I could truly love with all my heart. Even if we were from two totally different worlds; two completely different lives, skin tones, and beings all together. I didn't care though. Neither of us did. Her name was Amara. She was only 496, and as for me? Heh, well, I was barely hitting my late 20's. 26, actually.
Our families didn't really like the idea of us getting so close. They hoped that it would just be a fling. But, I guess that's what comes from race hatting parents. My parents wanted me to marry into some higher ups in the city life out
Engine grease
The sun was rising over the sea as it always did here on the mountain side. Waves echoed in the distance with each passing second. Some soft, others full of rage. Yet still sounding so beautiful.
As the sun crept through the closed blinds, rays of light seeping into the bedroom where a figure laid on a messy bed. Tossing and turning trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.
A calloused hand patting around looking for a partner to snuggle with for warmth, then realized that what was suppose to be in the bed wasn't to be found. Then a head popped out from under the blankets with hair that looked like it had a elect
Heavy burden 3
Examining the man, he actually didn't even seem like a regular human being. He was...different. There was no sign of decay or anything.
The man was just short of Emerick's height but more thin, long black hair held back into a tail waved slightly in the wind and bangs draped over his face.
Pointed ears also held back some hair and on the right ear was a spiked plug with a dangling chain and ball.
Knee high boots that had a small dagger on the caffe hugged tightly on the left leg and on the right thigh was a belted on pouch.
All together he didn't even seem a threat. More of just an annoyance.
"Please step aside. I haven't
By mid day the man had finally reached the edge of the forest, and into an open wheat fields. Though, there was nothing else in sight.
Following the dirt path, the man found himself coming upon a dead city. Just a few miles out he could see that it was constructed around a larger walled city that was built around a mountain.
A horrid smell had filled the air when the wind had passed. The stench had to be shaken away just to bear.
Suddenly a growl came from the brush, as the knight rose his shield, he scanned the area waiting for the first move. A sound came from the right, then the left. Soon it had seemed to be all around him.
Finally, h
Heavy burden
The moon light shined dimly through the trees as the time passed. Clouds blocked the light from the moon while rolling across the sky.
Oh how this dim light was such a beautiful lie.
Step by step, heavy feet sank into the soft soil beneath a mass of black armor. Tattered and coated in stains the metal was strong and sound.
A large tower shield swayed on the left, and a great sword on the right. These enormous weapons waved like the leaves on the trees when a gentle breeze pressed against them.
The armor was so worn that it didn't reflect the light of the moon, as if it refused to accept the beautiful lie. The helm was flat t
Pour some sugar on me! by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
Pour some sugar on me!
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Attack on Titan - Armin x Annie by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
Attack on Titan - Armin x Annie
“23 hours on a stand alone operation and no sight of anyone. Where the others had gone to was just an absolute mystery. Why would there be an op with such little information?” Armin spoke aloud to himself.
Leaning harshly on a wooden fence in a field on lightly coated snow. Wearing a heavy grey winter jacket that bore the Legion’s crest. The boy warmed his hands and the crossed his arms for more warmth.
The mission was suppose to be simple and clean. There wasn’t anything important to it, just meet here, move there; shoot a few flairs and then go home. A unit was suppose to meet up with him and then they move onwa
Distant bells rang as the sun slowly rose just over the landscape. Light seeped into the cracks of a small window that was covered by a drape. The bedroom inside was meant for two people, yet only one lay in a bed just under that window.
Staring up at the window, Jean listened to the sounds of the world ease into motion. Laying on his back with an arm bent and a hand under the pillow where his head was and the other hand on his bare chest. Beans of light landed on the blanket by his waist as the sun rose higher in the sky.
A depressed expression grew on Jean’s face, “Its that time again…”
Throwing the covers off
A lover's tale The begining by Shiyan-Kemosabi, literature
Literature
A lover's tale The begining
When I was about 14, I wanted to join the military. That's all I could really see myself doing. I wasn't much for crowd, or going out at night. And talking to a woman... Well, there's better things than that show. My folks wanted me to shape up, go to another Human colony and get hooked with some gal from a rich and powerful family. Live like a king they said. But I chose the military at 18.
The Alliance took me in quick after a full check up. The doc told me I was more fit for duty than any of the chaps he saw. Couldn't say anything against medical, so they took his word. Soon after boot I was assigned to a ship called the, "AMS ARIES," und
"I love you, Wyatt."
That was the first, and very last time I would ever hear it from the one woman I could truly love with all my heart. Even if we were from two totally different worlds; two completely different lives, skin tones, and beings all together. I didn't care though. Neither of us did. Her name was Amara. She was only 496, and as for me? Heh, well, I was barely hitting my late 20's. 26, actually.
Our families didn't really like the idea of us getting so close. They hoped that it would just be a fling. But, I guess that's what comes from race hatting parents. My parents wanted me to marry into some higher ups in the city life out
Engine grease
The sun was rising over the sea as it always did here on the mountain side. Waves echoed in the distance with each passing second. Some soft, others full of rage. Yet still sounding so beautiful.
As the sun crept through the closed blinds, rays of light seeping into the bedroom where a figure laid on a messy bed. Tossing and turning trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.
A calloused hand patting around looking for a partner to snuggle with for warmth, then realized that what was suppose to be in the bed wasn't to be found. Then a head popped out from under the blankets with hair that looked like it had a elect
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This weekend I went to Unity Camp and I have to say, I really wish that it could have lasted long than just the weekend. I miss everyone there so fucking much that it makes me wanna cry just a little. Everyone there is so amazing at everything that they do. I love them all! People there have so much about them that no one ever knew and leaving them all was a major tear jerker. Yeah there is facebook and the lot. But it wont be the same unless we're all back together. Being with so many people who do nothing but love you for who you are is amazing. The whole thing makes me feel the same way when I'm with my Girlfriend. I love her. And them. ;)