Dog
He had always wanted to have a dog. Even when he had been very young, he was attracted to dogs. Cats made good pets as well, just like rabbits, birds, fish, squirrels and just about every other animal he came across in the city. But dogs were his favourites.
A dog was loyal and friendly and in many ways Cain Fury felt a connection with them. Indeed, wasn't he loyal and friendly as well? A dog, however, also proved to be a wonderful friend and champion, always ready to bark at those who dared to attack their master. Although he could handle himself in any fight, Cain didn't like fighting and a strong companion at his side would make him
Hagaren contest 01-2005 by lenihanfighter, literature
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Hagaren contest 01-2005
"I'm back," Edward Elric announced loudly when he returned from shopping. There was no response and he glanced curiously in the livingroom to see if everyone was still alive. "Hello? Anyone at home?"
Someone moved his head and one black eye looked up at Edward. "Ah, Fullmetal," major general Roy Mustang greeted him surprised. "You're back."
"You've noticed it," Ed retorted sarcastically while he took off his red coat and approached the tall dark man. "I only just said it a few moments ago myself. Where is my dearest brother?"
"Here." At Ed's questioning gaze, Roy added, "He fell asleep against my shoulder."
"Oh… Oh. Okay. Uhm… Well, I'll
Fury theme 1 - Glasses by lenihanfighter, literature
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Fury theme 1 - Glasses
Glasses
They had been with him for a very long time now. Indeed they could be even called a part of him. Cain Fury had never considered himself handsome, but without his glasses, he looked even worse. Without his glasses, he was not only as blind as a mole, but he even resembled one closely.
Cain still remembered clearly the first day he got his glasses. It happened many, many years ago, but it still seemed like yesterday to him. They hadn't looked much different from the ones he wore nowadays and he had absolutely hated them. Cain Fury, quiet and shy as he was, had never belonged to the group of popular boys and there were times he had bee
…he didn't die?
The shot echoed through the night. His eyes widened slightly, as if he was taken by surprise. The calm face of his wife smiled at him, which was a huge contrast with the gun she had aimed at his chest.
His right arm fell limply beside his body and his hand lost its grip of the small throwing knife. The serene smile on his wife's face turned sadistic as she watched how he fell slowly backwards.
Memories flashed through his mind. He didn't feel the pain anymore, he didn't feel the wind sweeping over his face. He only felt the cold touch of death and a deep regret that he couldn't hold his promise to his friend.
The last thin
In My Eyes
You're graceful
Your grace falls
Down around me in my eyes
You're lovely
Your love leaves
So sadly in my eyes
~Rufio "In My Eyes"
I don't understand you, Roy. Honestly. I mean, what do you see in this forever dating of yours? Don't you ever get tired of these one-night stands? Of course, you have more energy than I have. I'm so happy that I have my Gracia. Don't you agree that she looks like an angel? But seriously, Roy, don't you think it's time to find a nice woman and settle down? There should be someone in this world
Chapter Five
"I'm back," the blond alchemist announced as he slammed the door shut. He dropped the books on a table and moved over to the sofa, where his younger brother was. Edward sprawled ungraceful next to him.
Alphonse looked up from his book. "What did Colonel Mustang want to know, Niisan?" he inquired while he put aside his book.
Ed glared at the empty suit of armor. "Come on, Al. I already told you that. Don't play the dumb guy here. It's not that interesting to say it more than once and you should know it."
"… Niisan, you haven't told me anything." Alphonse sounded puzzled. "I haven't seen you anymore after I told you that the Co
Books
It was quiet at Roy Mustang's house. It was at least quiet until their little argument broke out. Roy Mustang had been reading a certain book about alchemy and the different aspects of it for the past several days. He had planned to conclude this evening with a little more reading while Indy would either fall asleep or read her own book.
But as he groped for his beloved book, he found that the table was empty.
Mustang stared at the wooden surface, and then sank through his knees to look under the table. Also there was no trace of his book. Roy straightened and his face creased in a frown. Indy was usually the messy one; he was almost
22 short FMA drabbles by lenihanfighter, literature
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22 short FMA drabbles
General
Rain (Roy only)
Cold and wet, the tears of heaven fell down on him. Cold and wet, they mixed with the tears on his face. Roy extended one hand to the gravestone before him and caressed the words that were engraved in the grey stone. His fingers were stiff and cramped from the rain, but he barely noticed it. Where was his best friend now? Why did he have to die?
"Maes," he whispered.
Roy looked up at the sky and felt how his heart was empty without Hughes. Cold and wet… the whole world and his life had become cold and wet.
Death (Alphonse only)
It tore at his flesh, it burnt through his veins. It eliminated all his senses and fee
Take me home for OKami-hu - 2 by lenihanfighter, literature
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Take me home for OKami-hu - 2
When Roy woke up the next morning, it took a while before he realized where he was. He was no longer in the cold, muddy streets, but he found himself instead in a huge, warm, soft bed and a cosy, though messy room. Roy stared at the ceiling, wondering how long ago it had been since he had laid in a bed for the last time.
A low rumbling pulled him back to reality and with a vast reluctance – the bed felt really nice – Roy pushed the thick blanket away. A chill breeze swept over him and he shivered. Hopefully, the living room or kitchen would be warmer.
He slipped out of his bed and hopped downstairs. A quick glance around told him that the o
I Will Always Be Yours by lenihanfighter, literature
Literature
I Will Always Be Yours
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß Kreuz, I just like to use them for a bit of fun.
Author's Note: I was bored and I had a lot of inspiration, but I didn't want to start another story. I'm already busy with too many. So I started this poem. I hope you like it. It's my first fanfic poem, so please don't be too critical.
Summary: Aya finds this poem after Yohji has left Weiß Kreuz. In it, Yohji declares his love to Aya.
I'll always be yours
Aya,
Don't feel guilty
nor confused.
I don't want you
to suffer
from my insanity,
from the nonsense
I write.
I hope
we can still be
friends,
despite of what I say.
I don't know for sure
if this i
Dreams - by Lenihanfighter by lenihanfighter, literature
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Dreams - by Lenihanfighter
Dreams
Sweet dreams
they come to me
at night
they fill my mind
with wonders
with miracles
with pleasures
they bring peace
and joy
to me
until
a single sound
wakes me up
Goodbye
sweet dreams
War - by Lenihanfighter by lenihanfighter, literature
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War - by Lenihanfighter
War
There are many ways to die,
Age...
Accident...
Suicide.
But the worst way is
to die in a war,
as an innocent,
being riddled by the bullets of
the enemy
or
a friend.
The Devil's Artifact
When Satan came to Earth
his first figure
was a circle
a round, smooth ball
coloured black
and white.
He deceived men
into sin
into fightin'
letting all the anger go.
Every Saturday
men are running
on green fields
rolling in black mud.
And every Sunday
those same men
visit church
like decent fathers
and good husbands.
Voices in my head - by LF by lenihanfighter, literature
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Voices in my head - by LF
Voices in my head
Silence, silence,
violently disrupted
by the chatter of voices.
Everywhere, nowhere,
turn around to find them,
can't…
can't see them,
they're invisible,
the voices in my head.
I run, I shout,
I try to hide,
they follow me everywhere.
Telling, confronting,
me about myself,
what…
what I should do,
they won't leave me,
the voices in my head.
I need help,
but I'll never ask.
I need a shelter,
but I'll never find one.
I need love,
but I'm too scared to take it.
I want friendship,
but I'm all alone,
except for the company...
Breaking Apart
There's a strange sound
In the way you say my name
A sadness I've never heard before
As two crystal tears fall on the ground...
Your voice is like a whisper
Like a soft summer breeze
Dying away after the feared question
If I still loved you...
And I think back of all the times
Of your laugh, your smile,
And while I close my suitcase
I slowly shake my head...
I don't mean to hurt you
But the time has arrived
Where we have to move on alone in life
I'm sorry... farewell...
The Rebel
Tell me what you want
I'll never listen
Not to pleas
Nor restrictions
I do what I want
I am a rebel
I bring chaos
And never regretted
A thing in my life
I've chosen to follow my heart
That's why they call me
A rebel
I am the one who does not obey
I don't follow God or the devil
They say I'm unreliable
But I hold on what I believe is right
No matter what they say
I am a rebel.
The Last Mission
The way you lie there,
Your eyes closed,
Your red locks dishevelled,
It seems there is nothing more peaceful
In this dark, cruel world.
I bite my lip, knowing
I have to complete this mission,
But I can't, I simply can't.
My hands shake badly
And loose their grip
The gun falls down
Wakening you up
From your deep slumber
There is no escape now
You have seen me
I raise the gun
I pull the trigger
I hear the loud bang
As all life fades away
And I sink into the darkness
I couldn't kill you
Sorry, love, sorry
Please forgive me...
Rising Star
There's a star shining
Twinkling brightly in the black sky
Quietly inviting me to go up
To leave the Earth behind
And I rise in the air
My white wings wrapped in the soft silky night
The wind's playing with my hair
And I'm surrounded by starlight
Emptiness is everywhere
Nothingness's filling the huge holes around me
But my gaze focuses on the star
The white star before me
And I rise in the air
My white wings wrapped in the soft silky night
The wind's playing with my hair
And I'm surrounded by starlight
I pass the crescent moon
Jupiter, Saturn, they mean noth
…he didn't die?
The shot echoed through the night. His eyes widened slightly, as if he was taken by surprise. The calm face of his wife smiled at him, which was a huge contrast with the gun she had aimed at his chest.
His right arm fell limply beside his body and his hand lost its grip of the small throwing knife. The serene smile on his wife's face turned sadistic as she watched how he fell slowly backwards.
Memories flashed through his mind. He didn't feel the pain anymore, he didn't feel the wind sweeping over his face. He only felt the cold touch of death and a deep regret that he couldn't hold his promise to his friend.
The last thin
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Hey all,
You have all probably heard of 2012, and the big changes it is supposed to bring to life on this planet.
==It's not "Doomsday"==
Many people think that in December 2012, the world is going to end. I can reassure you right now, this is not going to happen. There will not be flaming meteors crashing into the planet, there will not be a nuclear war, and there will not be massive destruction. There was a time when this was a very real option, but thanks to many intuitives around the world in the 1980s, that time is past. You do not have to be afraid. We're here to stay.
That does not mean nothing is going to happen, though.
==The En
(Don't get your hopes up too high, it's just for some advertising. And no, my account hasn't been hacked, it's really me who does the advertisement. And I thought this would make a nice last journal entry.)
St. Catherine's School RPG
...is about to take off with a fresh start and looking for fresh players to join the game. St. Catherine's is a magical high school for magical girls from all fandoms. (OCs are accepted as well.) The boarding school is for girls only, so we do expect to see some shoujo-ai blossoming up at our school. It is adviceable to be at least a fan of shoujo-ai when you decide to apply.
We have Slayers, Seers, Witches an
...you may have noticed I'm not all that active. ^^; I hardly check this anymore and if you really want to see what I produce, I advice you to go to lenihanfighter.livejournal.com, where I put up my stories, quizzes and also personal things.
That bit of advice was meant for those who know me longer than several months as well. =P
Uhm... yeah. Go there and you'll find that I have been active, but just at another site. DA is wonderful when you can draw, but for writers... well... I know I don't like it to read anything with this font type and size and a greenish-grey background. And which is why I prefer LJ really...
So... that's it. I can't
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can kiss the person who kissed you!
2- You can't kiss the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- kiss 6 other people
4- You should kiss them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random kisses are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started kissing right away!