You are LovedI want you to knowYou are Loved9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That someone cares about you;
And if you can't think of who,
Just know that I do.
If there's something
I can promise you;
It is that you are loved,
And the world would be less
The Boy And The Butterfly (Alt)Once upon,The Boy And The Butterfly (Alt)1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
so back in time,
When creature, beast and bird and;
could all be shaped like human,
there was a little butterfly,
And as every buttefly
she would live for just one day;
and then die...
She met a boy,
the boy loved her,
He didn't know
and he asked her
"Is it true?
You'll die today?
So I was told,
So they say!"
He scared the little butterfly...
She found the owl, the wise owl,
To ask if true, to ask why
"You are just a butterfly,
It is true, by moon you die."
And it was true, so sad she'll die.
But gods were watching
from up, high,
A butterfly shouldn't cry
A butterfly should just live her life in joy,
A butterfly should just live her day in joy.
So the little was reborn,
As human now
would live and die,
A girl was born,
It was a present from the gods,
as I was told from teachers old.
She lived again,
life was joy,
One day again
met the boy
The boy felt,
He didn't speak,
in darkness cried
Loved her again,
Now was a girl,
7 Steps to Creating a Great Protagonist7 Steps to Creating a Great Protagonist7 Steps to Creating a Great Protagonist1 day ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 3 “Characters” – Section 3 “The Protagonist”
With Links to Supplementary Material
So I've talked about a couple types of protagonists, and how to create them: Heroes and Antiheroes. As well as what types of Character to Use or to Avoid. But not every Protagonist will be a hero or antihero. Today, I'm
A simple HeartHe remains bewildered before her calm eyes,A simple Heart1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
a sorry escaping his lips for the millionth time.
Yet with a shrug, she smiles and lets him know
it no longer mattered, he only broke a heart.
Artists wear Make-Up too~ A PoemOur lips are painted,Artists wear Make-Up too~ A Poem2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
With strokes of a brush,
Our cheeks are dashed,
With star colored blush
Our eye shadow is splattered,
With water color gold,
Our lashes are written,
With poetry that's bold
Our nails are stained,
With photos of each kind,
Our concealer are the,
Messages no one can find,
Our mascara is drawn,
With digital lines,
Our jewelry is made,
From glitter in the mines
Our powder is sprayed,
With the heart of the street,
Our highlights are shimmered,
From fan made heat
Our gloss is mixed,
With glass of all types,
Our hair is dyed,
With rainbow stripes
Wait for me,
Because I don't ever want too feel,
Out of place ever again
i hate your love storiesand your tumblr aestheticsi hate your love stories13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
with your shit john green quotes
full of naivety and idealized concepts
of what romance is supposed to be.
i want to burn your paper towns
into a silver-spined grave looping
around the melted ink and torched page
and i want to shoot your gas balls
till they dive bomb the dust everyone
loves to proclaim as their aura.
and there is fault in our stars
'cause you believe you are one
and i'm sorry
but you're not even a setting sun;
forerunner of gatling gun stunners
you're more thief
(hiding) in the night (from life)
than ray of (shining) light (in the sky).
illusions of oasis making you look twice
when beauty becomes ugly--
beholding stare of immaturity;
eye maturing knowing nurturing hue
over letting nature torture you
is the best route for two.
The Bookcase Brought You To Your KneesI see your bookcase has brought you to your kneesThe Bookcase Brought You To Your Knees1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because there was too much beauty on its shelves
The dust settled on the sleeves is the book's disease
Trying to hide the story it has to tell
It has grown thicker with every passing year
Shipwrecked words are now beginning to sink
Beneath a sea of silt silent suffering
Now you finally catch a glimpse of the link
Just because the book has remained unused
It does not mean its beauty will diminish
Just because you’ve been hiding in the shadow
It does not mean that your story has finished
You will crawl from the shadows to your feet
Like you’re slowly evolving to upright man
Homo erectus with a precision grip
You will grip this pen as tight as you can
And write about how you tend to overthink
And how your idle mind is still in repair
Knowing that overthinking is natural though
When the alternative is silent despair
You wonder if you can still reset your mind
To how it was when you were unread and young
Dust yourself down and cl
Talk Dirty [Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader] AUTalk Dirty [Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader] AU20 hours ago in Humor More Like This
“Faith, turn down the damn music, would you?”
A typical Saturday morning at Resident Ackerman considered of pancakes, milk, coffee, cartoons, and often times, music from all eras blasting at full volume while three kids, hyped up on sugar danced about. Leon and Faith, being a little older now, only recently discovered that they had the power to actually develop their own taste in music and ventured the world of music. Of course, you were always their to supervise the content, but generally, they picked what they liked...and replayed their addiction of choice until Levi’s ears were sure to bleed.
This morning was not the morning to do this.
With laundry up to his ears, and you running much needed errands, Levi wanted to explode the television set currently blaring bullshit music throughout the house. But, when he glanced over at Leon, Faith and Matthias dancing their little hearts out, singing without a care in a world, his heart melted at t
VaseI emptied the vaseVase2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
today; let the memories
die of neglect.
Red~ Whether it be a warm glow of care,Red~ 2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or a fiery hue of rage,
Your eyes reflect
All of your soul's desires.
Buying a Witchy ClassicBuying a Witchy Classic2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Andrea walked into a store one lazy afternoon. She had just gotten off work and was on her way home when she spotted something she hadn’t seen before: a new video game store. It honestly got her excited and also intrigued, since she was interested in getting a new game to play.
She glanced around the place, looking at everything for sale. The place looked brand new and there were shelves upon shelves of games and systems from every generation. From the Brown Box all the way to the recent Playstation 4, it was like a treasure trove for a gamer. “So neat!” she thought to herself as she unzipped her blue jacket, feeling slightly warm, “I wonder if I can find anything good."
She glanced around and came across a glass display case, which held many rare and expensive games inside it. She looked through the glass, curious about the selection, and something instantly caught her eye.
Virtual Haikyuu x Reader [Prologue]You were eating your lunch when an email wast sent to your earcuffs.Virtual Haikyuu x Reader [Prologue]3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
You pressed your earcuff and it activated sending a screen in front of you, a keyboard hovering mid-air. You pressed the email sent to you by your friend and it read:
Hey (y/n)! Have you heard about the new game?
You typed your reply and then sent it. Another email came and you read it, a smile forming in your face. (E/c) orbs lightning up in excitement.
NEW GAME AS OF YEAR 2021!!
The Saga Company made another game that will make you improve your atlethic skills. The game is called 'Haikyuu' and it's a game about volleyball and building relationships. Female players can build relationships with the male volleyball players and can play volleyball too. As for the males, they can only play volleyball and cannot build relationships other than being friends.
The characters have different species and you will choose one of what you like. Increase your skills and relationship and those who will finish the game firs
Your choice, UniverseThis cursed lifeYour choice, Universe2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never seems to end
So, to the Universe
Help me find happiness
Or kill me already
Take Me To A Place Where There's No LightMy dear, take me to a place where there's no light.Take Me To A Place Where There's No Light20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
To a place where the darkness will conceal your beauty.
To shroud you in majestic mystery.
My dear, take me to a place where the light won't hold sway.
Where each touch is cold as ice.
Where your words are a whisper's breath.
My dear, let us close the gates of light, for only then may our love truly burn bright.
Vampire!Levi x Child!Reader: I know what you are..It was a myth that Vampires burnt alive in the sunlight, it was also a myth that they would be repelled by the cross, a myth it was also that they hated garlic. It always made Levi snicker at some of the things that humans wrote about his kind, he found the up most humor in the Twilight series and then proceed to burn the three books in his fire place. He preferred his time spent in Victorian England were he was feared, the good ol' time were Vampires were horrific blood sucking creatures and not some pansy sparkling things.Vampire!Levi x Child!Reader: I know what you are..2 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was centuries old spending each one in comfort and in peace, he spent his time in many extravagant homes. First he owned a beautiful Gothic styled castle, each home him moved into was modern as the time went on. Now he owned a penthouse apartment, it was large, with many rooms that were fully furnished. He always spent his life alone, shutting out society choosing to observe them. Well... That was only half true...
''I can hear you''
reconnoiteri.reconnoiter2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
drunk on fire
and tight-lipped missives
and let her thighs
the tip of
she crossed her own resolve
and let it lie
in the corner
next to eyeliner
and clipped drums
in selective spectacle
with dear haze
his mouth gushed
with the rush
in his makeshift aegis
of dumb phrases
his steering wheel,
he closed his eyes
and found aches
his hammered hull
he was wasted
on sheer page
at an ornate pace
Who we areWe are memoriesWho we are1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hiding in the shadows of pain
Searching for remedies
Falling down slowly with rain
We are music
Painting souls with life
We don't see
Burning to ashes
Singing like sirens
Seducing our enemies, we pray
Choosing paths for others, for us, we failed
Granting wishes for lovers, we pay
Getting behind liars, turning into fighters
We are memories
Lost fractures of hope
Magical beings created by love
Raised by angels and God
We are music
Created by sound of a thunder
Painted with blood of a hunter
We are who we are
We get back to the start
Where we begun
Forgotten children of the stars
Truth or Dare scenarioThere was a stage in my highschool life, around when I was 16, when I really tried to fit in with the 'cool kids.' Yeah, we actually had clique crap in my high school. I never really fit in with any of them, as you might imagine. Anyway, one of my friends at the time (Haley) invited me to one of their parties.Truth or Dare scenario1 day ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was the expected underage drinking, drugs, sex-fueled nonsense I had always been warned about. Though the worst I participated in was in a round of truth or dare. Thankfully, my friend was there to defend me if things got a little weird.
The truth or dare worked by the stereotypical spin-the-bottle selection. The person would have to select truth or dare, and as it always went most of them were adventurous enough to select dare each time. Time progressed and I hadn't been given any interesting dares. It was then, my friend betrayed me when I was about to be given my fifth or so dare.
"You know Anna's really ticklish, right? Use that." Haley said, as I noticed she was little ti
Captain America VS Slade: DEATH BATTLE!!!!!!!!!!!!Captain America VS Slade: DEATH BATTLE!!!!!!!!!!!!3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Abandoned warehouse, New York, dead of night....
A grunt of pain erupted from the Punisher, kicked to the ground, a drop of blood sliding from his mouth. Looking up, one could see a figure emerge. It was a masked man, but half of said mask was orange. The other half was black, obscured by the darkness, as only one eye was visible on the orange side.
Slade walks out from the darkness, staring down at Frank Castle.
"You.... You son of a bitch..."
"Your lack of patience and strive to deliver the finishing blow from the get-go was your downfall, Frank Castle."
"You're good.... But you are going DOWN...."
"On the contrary..." Slade said, backing up with a detonator in hand. The Punisher looked beneath him.... A gray mine, with a giant "S" on it. It started beeping, and before the Punisher could mutter "Shit", it exploded, the Punisher's body hitting the ground...
Along with other Marvel heroes. Spider-Man, Hawkeye, Cyclops, Iron Man.... All unconscious (Not dead, mind you)
Forever WithinYou are the catalystForever Within2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
that spurs my blood.
The inferno that singes
inside my mind’s eye.
The deafening scream
between my sheets.
You are the nightmare
in my dream of sweet.
You are the jagged coral
where my shipwreck weeps.
The shore onto which I writhe
between waves and turning tides.
You are the glare of the sun,
to the pull of my winter moon.
You are the bottomless pit
to my pendulum’s whet.
We move, you and I, to dance
between madness and hell,
betwixt raindrops and hail.
One day perhaps we’ll lie together
in a bed made of rose petals and thorns
and prick, your surface this time,
not mine, and bleed, evermore,
because, my inferno, my darling, my wine,
I am the pin that resides within,
and you… you are the clever switch,
the trickster that forever grins
but I… lover mine…
I am forever the shadow within.
simple wantsare you frail enough, nowsimple wants3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
dear frightened moth
i'm sorry i shut off the light, i know
the darkness is a cellophane bag
stretched over the circumference of your mouth
but you needed to remember not to breathe
too much of the world at once, too much of anyone
because we are all toxic and you
you are so damn innocent
Tomb Raider-Who are you?Tomb Raider-Who are you?2 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Who are you?
This fanfic is a "what if?" story that contains certain elements of fetish such as tickling, starring Lara Croft from “Tomb Raider” (2013 reboot).
There are stories well know by everyone, stories that took place following fate’s capricious paths. Miss Croft’s is one of those. We all know her chanced wreck ship that sent her to the island of Yamatai. We are all aware of the subsequent struggle for survival that the young archaeologist faced. Destiny played its part in that series of events. But, what if the young tomb raider’s journey strayed from its destined course? Yamatai was one of the many islands she could have landed to.
This is one of the various possibilities that could have b