I Saved MyselfYesterday:I Saved Myself22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You saw my cut up wrist,
Gave it a kiss,
And told me everything
Would be okay.
It is not yesterday.
You are not here.
But I am okay.
I run with my own strength.
Skyler's Weight Loss Program pt. 1 Part 1: Kelsy Is a Bad InfluenceSkyler's Weight Loss Program pt. 121 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Skyler walked up to her dorm room with her stomach soft, pudgy middle poking over her waistband all around. She stepped quickly down the hallway, her thighs thick, rubbing together as she stepped to the door with a confident grin and arms full of shopping bags, colorful exercise clothes and diet products visible through the translucent bags.
Opening the door, she nearly dropped everything, "What the fuck, Kelsy?"
She ran over to her best friend and roommate. Kelsy was laid out, topless, her wide body on the floor, her face smeared in Nutella, two empty jars of which sat to her sides, and clutching an almost-empty pint of rocky road. "Whaaat?" she asked with a playful grin, feigning innocence. She heaved herself up into a seated position, groaning at the effo
This Is Borderline Personality DisorderAnd I'll tell you what it means.This Is Borderline Personality Disorder14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's like spoonful of sugar,
full of empathy.
With a nasty side effect
of manipulative feelings.
It's saying and doings things
that aren't always right.
It's making many negative conversations
into colossal fights.
It becomes a controversy within,
when you suffer
from a sorry sense of abandonment.
Though you're not always sure
who to blame,
because it's you who's pushing
It's impulses pulsating like a bomb
within your chest.
And you're the sorry engineer
who has no idea
which button to press.
This is a relationship that's as stable
as water running through
Like ashes falling through
a fire's dying embers.
It's walking through a Garden of Eden
with a mass called suicide.
He taps his hand on your shoulder,
and whispers, “why don't you just
close your eyes?”
It's putting that form in the mouths
of your friends.
Begging them to say the words
because you know you can't.
It's using it yourself when you get
Cigarette DaydreamsAs I find solaceCigarette Daydreams12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
in this poisonous habit
and hold my lungs hostage,
the words I wish I had said
are swimming around my throat.
and begging to be released.
But then I
shove them down to my stomach
and force them to dissolve in the acid
along with the other words
that never made it
past my throat.
Hushed Declaration - Daddy!Vision x Mommy!ReaderHushed Declaration - Daddy!Vision x Mommy!Reader18 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
~~~Author's Note: I didn't expect this to be a continuation of Physical Contact - Daddy!Vision x Mommy!Reader but I guess after re-watching clips on Youtube about Vision, I just couldn't resist! I hope you love this as much as I loved writing it. Tiny Mia is so cute!
"Next time we go on one of these missions, remind me to take a bundle of wipes--- because this is just ridiculous!"
A scarlet hand carefully took a stray twig from your locks. "I have to agree. There is quite a lot of grime covering your form."
You shot your husband a look of displeasure. "Gee thanks. As if I didn't already know that." Going back to the bathroom mirror, you surveyed your skin-tight black suit. 'Wow. I sure did a bang up job of covering myself in dirt, grime, and ack! Is that blood?' Yup, it was blood alright. Fortunately not all the blood was yours, though that did cause some conc
GTA V poster girl TGGTA V poster girl TG1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
GTA V poster girl TG
Seb had been doing nothing but play GTA V since it came out for PC. He had missed most of his classes but since he was a college student, no one really complained. His friends hadn't seen much of him either and because he had no room mate, there was no one to interrupt him.
His seemingly endless marathon of GTA had to come to an end though. One fateful morning, a package from amazon arrived. It was an album he had pre-ordered roughly a month ago and almost forgotten about because of his new passion. But he had also waited on this album release for quite some time and decided to take a break from the game to listen to his new music for a while. As he took the disc out of his computers' drive, his attention was caught by the stunning, yet animated, beauty taking a selfie, depicted on the game. “Wow, never realised how good looking this girl actually is” He held the game in front of his face, staring at the blonde, curvy figure and seemed to fall into a tr
The Last Kusagari brings Red Steel to Death BattleThe Last Kusagari brings Red Steel to Death Battle17 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
THE LAST KUSAGARI…
First Appearance: “Red Steel 2” (2010)
Height: Unknown (pretty tall)
Weight: Unknown (athletic build)
Age: Estimated late twenties
Aliases: The Hero, Sword-slinger
Lone survivor of the Kusagari Clan
Annihilated the Jackals and the Takahari
Trained under Jian the Sword Master
Avenged the death of his clan
-Made from metal known only to Kusagari members
-Can take bullets without breaking
-Primary weapon, guns are support
-Long-Barrel Heavy Revolver
-Can bounce bullets off floors and walls
-Easiest to find ammo for
-Sawed-off, break-open shotgun
-Ideal for close-quarter combat
-Can destroy armor with a well-place shot
I EdimiΟι ΈντιμοιI Edimi5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Υπάρχουν έντιμοι πολίτες,
καθώς πρέπει, όχι αλήτες
Είναι σ' όλα τυπικοί
και πολύ σχολαστικοί
Κοιτάνε πάντα τη δουλειά τους,
χαμηλώνουν τη ματιά τους
Μ’ όλους τά ‘χο
paper soldiersa paper dynastypaper soldiers11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
re-purposing their pages,
into something of their own design.
MercyI don't want to die.Mercy19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
No one does, I suppose. It's a natural human instinct to keep on living. But that doesn't stop the hands of fate. The hands that, as soon as their cold fingertips brush against your skin, you're gone.
The hands of the ones they call Angels.
They aren't real angels. Real angels don't exist. Just as God doesn't exist. There are no benevolent beings with crystalline white wings and halos burning with heavenly fire - there is no supreme existence sitting on a golden throne watching from above. Not anymore, at least. If they ever did exist then we killed them long ago and as punishment, the universe created the Angels that we know now.
It was an accident. As are most things these days. Three hundred and then some years ago, back when people still went to church and prayed to whatever deity they had conjured up in their minds, it happened. The stories say it was a joint effort of an elite handful of scientists gathered from around the world. They had meant well; s
GermanyxAbused!ReaderxPrussia - Oh, Sinners (1)GermanyxAbused!ReaderxPrussia - Oh, Sinners (1)11 hours ago in Drama More Like This
Oh, sinners, let’s go down,
Down to the valley to pray.
I’m not quite sure when it all started. Dad had always shown animosity toward me, and Mom had always turned a blind eye. When I was younger, he was gentler; when I was still fragile, his abuse was merely verbal. It wasn’t until I was around nine years old—that was when he first laid a hand on me.
It was after I’d come home from school. The bus had dropped me off, and I was making my way through my front door.
Dad seemed to loom over me, glaring down with a rolled up magazine in his hand. After striking me on the side of the face, he began one of his typical verbal lashes. The phrases “worthless piece of shit” and “little bitch” were common, and were often repeated several times.
The violence gradually became more frequent, and his torrents of words perpetuated. I would consistently go to school with new bruises, sometimes on my face. When asked about them,
And Yet You WonderDo you have to ruin everything you touch?And Yet You Wonder19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must you put a sour note on every positive event?
You never stop to think how your actions effect others.
You never stop to consider what others might think.
You have no filter from your brain to your mouth.
You simply spew whatever poison comes to your mind.
You overreact to every little minor thing
And yet you wonder why no one likes you.
Will You?I am burning up in shadowsWill You?16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m dissipating beneath my skin
Make me better
Make me so much better
—Will you love me when I am gone?
And these walls echo when I breathe in
But I grew to fit this space
And all these bones are aching
Parts of me concave
The emptiness of this vessel
I mended myself numerous times
But I bowed my head to the waves
Because I am burning
Will you need this shallow encasing?
I feel this wind biting
I feel the waves dragging me
Starting OverBeyond borders exists limitless expanseStarting Over1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
The panting fangs of life's snares
Escapes my essence as I am no longer there
I thread the needle fine
Weave another tomorrow
I've been undone and reborn anew
Without form or mold
All I've become
To create the yet untold
factual declarations of an inner selfAt the end of the day, I'm just another body walking around with a bullet balanced on my tongue.factual declarations of an inner self7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Norway xReader (Cold)Norway xReader (Cold)1 day ago in Romance More Like This
Norway hadn't muttered any protests when you practically invaded his home. You merely walked through the front door, announced your presence, and removed your outside-wear before plopping down on the couch beside him and playing with his hair.
Though you were careful of that odd little gravity-defying curl.
Norway hadn't thought much of it. You did this rather often. But you always made up for the unannounced arrivals at a later date with home-cooked meals and movie nights. He was rather curious now however, despite your calm ministrations with his pale locks, you had tear stained tracks on your face, red eyes, puffy cheeks, and a glint of homicide in your eyes if he wasn't mistaken.
"You look disgusting." Norway spoke up softly. "At least wipe your face before going out in public."
He heard you scoff in bitter irritation, "Wow, what a charmer you've become Norge." You growled, "Cause' y'know that's exactly what all girls want to hear after a nasty breakup."
Norway looked you
Twins - Chapter OneTwins - Chapter One18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I am normally kinda shy, so it was a really big deal when I called Em. I had met her at the dance, and even in the dim light I could tell that her hair was fiery red, just the way I like it, and that she had divine freckles. When I told her that a face without freckles is like the night sky without stars, she kissed me like I had never been kissed before.
Okay, so I haven't been kissed that often, but still, it took my breath away. I guess that's why I got the nerve up to call her. Yeah, I know, the idea of a girl actually giving me her phone number seems strange, but I can't help it if I am so super-shy around girls. I remember back in junior high, girls were always coming up to me, because I am good looking, I guess. But after my stumbling, stuttering attempts to talk to them turned them off enough times, they finally gave up. So when Em asked me to dance, and I said yes without hesitation, and was able to talk to her without my normal proble
hiddenroadside ditch-hidden23 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
elegant calla lilies
tucked behind cattails
IIUoh honey, this beachfrontIIU22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
is fumbling its teeth
in plundered speech
and jasmine flatter
for ages, the vagrant slivers
skittering out over earth
rose and gems
tend to us in full love
and like minds set
on crystalline matter
of our mouths make
the sand quake
Contest of 2,000 points!HELLO HELLO HELLO! WECLOME TO THE CONTEST OF 2,000 POINTS!Contest of 2,000 points!16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hello my loveiles and guests! I have some very exciting news! I
m hosting a new contest, this one won't be like any of the others since I'm allowing any form of art into it! Let it be photography, an image, or an artistic poem! I'll accept most anything. Here are a few things that I will not be accepting!
RULES OF THE ROAD
I'm not going to allow any mature content for this since I know a lot of younglings are on this sight, since I'm not keeping it to a specific burrow of people so to speak I have to ask you guys to keep things PG13. Perhaps I'll host another one for mature audiences.I'm only taking content that has specifically been made for this contest! No past words, sorry guys. No bashing and or trolling, I'm not too fond of bullies as many of you who've seen me on this site for a while know of an incident that happened last year
muscle memorymost people don't remembermuscle memory11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
when they learned how to swim; they were
children, drowning, trying to learn something that eventually
came naturally even to the worst
of us. we want to survive. our bodies know the
movements our ancestors
made ten (thousand) lives ago
and they're not forgetting anytime soon.
(i feel like the ocean -
my bones clack and crash against
the sandy shores of my sides
yet i can't find peace
my fingers tilt like falling
stones, not stars, raking rapids
along the skin of the sky;
i would let myself drop into the deep
but my fingers just keep
holding on -
i've forgotten how to
s w i m )
[for some reason, we just keep on surviving again and again; i'd ask why, but the answer would leave me still hanging onto something]
I did this to you: |Farlan x Pregnant!Reader| [AU]I did this to you: |Farlan x Pregnant!Reader| [AU]17 hours ago in Romance More Like This
I did this to you...
The one phrase that makes you want to punch and somehow kiss your lover at the same time
“You remember our plan, right?” Farlan reminds, catching your gaze in the mirror you’re standing in front of, slender arms gliding to encircle your frame.
On the other hand, you can’t help but to crack a quick smile at his constant awareness. Everything he says always sounds as if he’s ready to commit a robbery or some other urgent crime.
You find it rather cute, even if you are stressing over a tiny detail.
“According to your plan, all I have to do is keep my mouth shut during the party... if I remember correctly,” you reassure, breathing out when his hands knowingly rest upon your stomach, settling on the small bump that’s just beginning to show. “It’s s
Let me go Avengers x Reader ONESHOTLet me go Avengers x Reader ONESHOT21 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your head hung low, blood dripped from the corner of your mouth, Your (H/L) (H/C) hair, knotted and messed up.Cuts littered your body, your once white tank top, bloodstained and ripped same as your jeans.
The alarms blared through the walls, A red light on top of the door flashed, HYDRA agents keep look over my door, making sure I or anything else got in or out. One separate agent pointed a gun to my chest, if anyone came in, he would kill me without hesitation.
I heard sound outside, where the guards were stationed. I heard the gun click. Damn. I hope they can take him out befo- Your thoughts were cut short as a long bang ran through the room. You took in a sharp breath of air as you felt a pain shoot through you.
You heard Ironman shoot your killer, Thor untie your wrists, Captain America put pressure on your main wound, You moaned in pain, placing your hand on Captain’s wrist.
“I-It's too late for m-me..” You mumbled weakly
“Its never too late, Don't
[REQ] Easier To Run (Purple Guy x Reader)[REQ] Easier To Run (Purple Guy x Reader)15 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
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He was the most wanted.
Nothing said otherwise.
The crime he had committed was too grand to let go.
He was officially known as the Schizophrenic of the town.
His only friend, poor little Matthew, was gone, having fallen victim to him. There was someone else the male knew, and they were very much alive. Jared, however, couldn’t bring himself to even think about them…
Jared knew about his own ways. He knew what he had done wasn’t right, much how like Matthew had said when he snapped back at Jared during his last moments of life.
He was fully conscious of his bloody desire, however, he couldn’t control it.