AlaudidaeLittle Lark,Alaudidae4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon trembles with your wing beats.
Do not let the wolves whittle lies
into your hallowed bones, for you
were never miniscule. You are
centimeters contorting into meters,
minute milometers morphing
into a colossal kilometer.
Your shadow prowls the hunting grounds,
but you are no killer. Kind hearted
birds are more than powerless prey.
Loveliest Lark, surround yourself
with temperate touches and
weave wonder into those you come across.
And while white fireflies blink
in their lighthouse language,
know that there is hope slung
beneath your fluttering feathers.
PartingSlain upon the outlookParting8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A crop of harbour wood
With broken blade deep in my side
And breath spilt out the hilt
White voices in the smoky mists
And carried off of air
That leaves as red as virgin rose
When cleft its feet in love
A heavy brow of curls and lashes
And eyes behind their rap
Upon my ribs with dulling pain
As more I have it be
Spray as clean as silty roads
And silk to trade the walk
The mountain caps with veins of blue
Come meet a garden parting
The Plot: CharacterizationYeah, she gained weight.The Plot: Characterization7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By the time snow crunched under our winter boots, little Gwen, was looking to be quite the plumper. Her white-blonde hair was growing out into a long flowing mess, and her face had some soft chubby cheeks. Her breasts had been glorified another cup, to two milky white melons. Her belly was now a nice juicy roll, and her ass was now jiggling and shaking all over the place. Not to mention those thighs...so thick and heavy with deposits from thousands of extra fatty treats.
"Senior year makes you fat." she said as she flopped herself onto her bed, a nice wobble accompanying her. Her last year of school had brought on a new laziness and gluttony to her, not to mention she was somehow more busy with choir, and stress eating followed. Like, a lot of stress eating. She was eating two five pound bags of candy a day for about three days last week, as she struggled through an English paper with a trusty sidekick of a thick, creamy latte. That, along with the chill taking
Frigid cheeks blush with the slapFrigid 1 hour ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
eyes blur with the sting
winter’s cold or yours?
Wisps of MemoryAs the days go by without word,Wisps of Memory5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stubbornly I cling to your existence.
You ARE real.
I choose not to believe otherwise.
Your gentle words and support hoover in my mind.
Terrifyingly close to being lost,
hope uses you as a lure into the light.
I cannot turn away.
I will not banish you from my heart.
I need security in my uncertain world.
I can't walk away.
Maybe I will vanish over and over,
until all memories are lost.
Maybe time will tear us apart-
or the overwhelming physical distance.
Perhaps we will be too different in person,
irreconcilable with our online personas.
Mayhaps our families will not approve our relationship.
There are so many things that can go wrong.
so much could go well.
I just need to keep in contact with you,
keep your memory alive.
No matter how many times I vanish,
you promised to be there.
I hope your words are proven true.
I really dread and half way expect betrayal.
Terrified of being used an
Teacher!Levi x Teacher!Reader - Romeo And JulietTeacher!Levi x Teacher!Reader - Romeo And Juliet2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white,upturned, wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air." He spoke ever so smoothly, hardly even looking down at his book as he recited his lines. He eyed you intently, waiting for you to speak. He didn't even seem to be paying mind to the class, although they seemed awfully intrigued.
"O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I’ll no longer be a Capulet." You said swiftly, not stumbling once over the strange phrases of the Shakespearean language. You noticed a slight smirk on his lips as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and took a step toward you, his shoes making small tapping no
Writing Practice---Five Senses: AsmodeusWhat does Asmodeus SOUND like?Writing Practice---Five Senses: Asmodeus3 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Asmodeus speaks in slow, cultured tones, carefully selecting his words like an assassin chooses the best weapon to dispatch their prey. His normal speaking voice is soft and charming, but almost always holds just a hint of menace or contempt. When he's angered, his voice becomes a raspy hiss, and when he's REALLY enraged and he's forced to raise it, his voice takes on a growling edge. In his demon form, his voice becomes eerily distorted, and it is always accompanied by a strange, otherworldly hissing whisper that is almost soothing. It was once thought that Tom Hiddleston would make a good voice example for Asmodeus, but since I picture his voice being quite a bit deeper, I think ol' Benedict Cumberbatch is a better choice. He seems to excel at playing villains.
What does Asmodeus SMELL like?
Being an Archdemon, Asmodeus almost always has a faint acrid, sulfuric scent about him, like he had just lit
Wisp morning mistsWisp 58 minutes ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
smoke breathed on the water
curling in the dawn
Blaze: Princess of the Sol Islands Episode 9Written by Scott Tatt and Erin DelgadoBlaze: Princess of the Sol Islands Episode 92 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Episode 9: Gadgets and Gizmos
(Princess Blaze, along with Rad, Marine and Crystal, the last one who joined Blaze in her quest after saving her from Captain Metal's latest scheme, are cruising through the seas hoping to find the next Sol Emerald. Blaze is checking her map, as Rad and Crystal chat and Marine is looking at the water, feeling it with her hand. Then Blaze spots a new island in the distance. It won't take them long to arrive to it, they're a few minutes away.)
Blaze: "Guys. There's a new island we're approaching."
(The others check and they see a machine-style island with high tech buildings and factories.)
Rad: "What is it?"
Blaze: "I think it's called Machine Island. It has a big city, and high tech machinery."
Crystal: "Somewhere Captain Metal would like to hang out..."
Marine: "I bloomin' hope he isn't there waiting for us right now."
Blaze: "Oh please Marine, Captain Metal would never hide somewhere so obvious. It would be t
Magical: Before the Magic - Nora's StoryMagical: Before the Magic - Nora's Story2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Before the Magic - Nora’s Story”
by Jocelyn Samara D.
Nicolas Jiménez is transgender? Really?
During roll call of the first period of my first class of the first day of the new school year, this bombshell was dropped. The rest of the class continues with me staring in... well, in her direction, I suppose. I just find myself watching helplessly from the back corner of the room while the other students tease and berate her. I feel bad, but I'm still kind of taking this all in.
The last time we spoke - if you'd even call it that - was in gym class one day last year. An athlete, I am not. He tried to pass a ball to me, and there was just no chance of me catching it. I missed by a long shot as expected, and he relayed some choice words to me.
It wasn't even a big deal or anything though. I wasn't mad at the time. In fact, until now I pretty much forgot about that whole thing completely.
Building BlocksThe way I have been taught to liveBuilding Blocks6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
has blocked who I truly am.
Instead I have been taught,
to live on others words
for the sake of my own importance.
I have been blocked from learning
who 'me' really is,
by simply blocking my freedoms.
I have been blocked
from gaining wisdom,
by blocking the mistakes I could make.
All these blocks
have resulted in greater blockage,
the blocks I place on myself.
These blocks I use
out of fear for myself,
the fears of my own failure.
All the blocks
have lead to the greatest blockage.
The block stuck in my head.
It was meWhen I wake up, it was meIt was me6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I fall asleep, it was me
When I go to work, it was me
If I take a break, it was me
When I succeed, it was me
If I fail, it was me
When I help, it was me
If I hinder, it was me
When I am right, it was me
If I was mistaken, it was me
When I love, it was me
If I hate, it was me
The reason that should be
I do not blame some person or deity
Instead I choose to take
For all my choices in life
So that at the end
I can look back and see
That was me.
Autorol Liam Vantas y Menrva Velour-- CURRENT eternalGenesis [CEG] vio que Vinyet desaparecio quedando solo con Menrva a la cual le sonríe alegremente --Autorol Liam Vantas y Menrva Velour4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
-- CURRENT wisdomEmpress [CWE] al ver que Vinyet desapareció se encontró a solas con Liam con lo cual desciende llevando sus pies sobre el cesped y quitando su atuendo de God Tier para quedar con sus ropas habituales --
-- CURRENT eternalGenesis [CEG] notó como Menrva volvio con sus ropas habituales... cosa que no había visto de ella en toda la burbuja, notó su vestuario, acorde a su extravagante peinado, hasta sus jeans estaban rotos y se parecia a la camisa destrozada de su hermano en la noche que lo conoció --
CEG: wow linda ropa a mi hermano le gustan ese tipo de ondas medio setentosas del viejo punk
-- CURRENT wisdomEmpress [CWE] rió un poco por el comentario de Liam y dijo --
CWE: Me encan7arÍa conocer a 7u hermano... por lo que me dIjeron es un 7roll a con7rarIo de 7I, además descendIen7e de púrpuras
That fateful day......sadness that flows deep inside meThat fateful day......4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the yearning for our memories too
for the loss of a distant future
that will no longer be spent with you
this disease that has taken hold
that`s eating away at your core
depriving us of our happiness
as you slip slowly away from me more
you`re weaker and weaker each day
as it strips you of all your strength
I see.. but a shell of the man I loved
this fight stretched to its full length
so please remember that I cared
and stayed by your side all the way
we had to make the most of our time
as if for us...it was our last day!
for memories are all I have now
my heart will never again be whole
the day you passed on....is engraved
so deeply within my sad soul
© Lis Bull 2014
The good of morningMornings preach to meThe good of morning8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
About life and love
Heavenly gifts of rare find
They send a crisp air
Which I invite onto my neck
Like a lover's lustful bite
And fumes from a distant fire
That I inhale insatiably
Letting them take away my dreams
On top of mountains where liberty awaits.
Mornings birth inside my legs
A dizzying dance that sets me free
And a solitude that doesn't ever hurt,
The white space where I unfurl
Spreading arms like wings
Thousands of feathers make their own flight
Raining over the world
The poetry that my every footstep leaves behind
Inscribing wherever I pass by
Scarlet emotions, amethyst verses
Whatchu want? (Deanxreader)“This looks lovely,” you said. Bobby had sent you and Dean here to retrieve some package for him and as you looked at the rickety cabin you realized it did look like a place someone named Crazy Earl would live. You had asked why he was called Crazy Earl but the only answer you got was “because he’s crazy”. Crazy or not he still managed to find artifacts related to hunting and handed them out to whatever hunter needed them, as long as they left him alone in the meantime.Whatchu want? (Deanxreader)6 hours ago in Humor More Like This
“One little thing before we go in there,” Dean said as he locked the car. “Earl doesn’t like talking to girls.
“Well that could be a slight problem,” you said. “You know seeing as I’m a girl and all.”
“Nah it won’t be a problem. You just need to butch it up a little."
"Butch it up?"
"Yeah, butch it up."
"I…I don't understand what does that mean?"
“It means butch it up."
"Saying it over and over again d
Good and BadOne who has forgottenGood and Bad2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The other is mute
They walk by hand in hand
But she'll never see
Why he he never leaves
Because he cannot tell her
That they complete each other
Capitol City || Chapter SevenA pleasant tune was on Gabriel's lips from the moment he woke up that day. The weather was perfect for the picnic he'd suggested. When he had suggested a picnic, Rebecca had seemed genuinely enthusiastic about the idea. Wisely, he didn't mention the little surprise he was planning.Capitol City || Chapter Seven8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had taken several weeks to convince her that he truly wasn’t into her sister, he just wanted to get to know her better. Since then, they had met nearly every day downtown. Talking, laughing, even writing a little prose here and there. Though he wasn’t quite ready to admit it to himself, all the signs were clear: Gabriel was falling in love with Rebecca.
The prince hummed, stopping once on his way out to fix his hair in the mirror. Nothing in his teeth, either. He looked good. Gabriel flashed his reflection a dashing smile and headed downstairs with a spring in his step.
Iyla was not alright with this. Very, very, very not alright with him going out with that weird bookworm girl with that
Thoughts Of The Third OneFirst month seemed fineThoughts Of The Third One3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such happiness he brought for her
The love, seems eternal, I don't mind
But how much will it remain blur?
Kisses and hugs are ok, I guess
Just means the love they share
Second month's getting stronger
But it is only just and fair
It's getting a bit annoying
Having to see that every time of every day
Third month's charm is fading away
But can I endure more? How much will I pay?
I can't handle anymore of this
Four months is a limit so high
So please, I need a break
From the third-wheeling, so bye
At the fifth month, tragedy struck
Lost both a friend and the best
Just because I separated from them
Hmm... I should have guessed
I miss her, she was all I had
A person worthy to be called "friend"
Six months has passed, but do I regret?
Who knows? It doesn't matter in the end
Falling surreal, sereneThis trip must take usFalling surreal, serene8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Down the rabbit hole to the very bottom
Which we will discover to be a sky
Of various pastel colors, I am sure
We could not have it any other way
I cannot lay my hands within your own
Other than with the pressure
Found deep in the oceans
And I cannot have but a morsel
When I weave my imagination
Around your body and your time
Cause when I think of you
Of you and me,
To be precise like a bird's flight,
I start spinning wildly and dreaming wilder more
How naked I am left in front of you
But for my mouth, sealed still,
The last fortress you should conquer
You Just KnowSometimes you can't explain somethingYou Just Know2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
you just know how you feel
Magic | Snake x readerMagic | Snake x reader2 hours ago in Romance More Like This
"Next is our very own magician." Joker represents you. Joker frowns, looks around him and raises a hand to cover his mouth. As if he is about to indulge a a secret to the audience.
Joker's voice drops a whole octave. "It is said that a certain magician made a deal with the devil himself!" He pauses for dramatic effect, unaware of two who exchange brief glances and hidden smirks. The tent is quite, ears straining to hear the next words. "Magic and power in exchange for a soul." Cue the audience gasp, murmurs filling the silence. From your place in the shadows, you roll your eyes, as if they didn't already know that. Tsk. Rich bastards who like to make a show out of everything.
Joker's small frown turns into a wide smile in an instant. He claps his hands, bringing everyone's attention to him. "But have no fear, the incoming act will entertain you and will you leave you feeling nothing but fascination." That your cue. You step away from the shadows into the spotli
*Wishful Thinking*Tea leaf reading. Testosterone on horizon.*Wishful Thinking*6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
DEATH BATTLE: Fa Mulan vs Chai XianghuaDEATH BATTLE: Fa Mulan vs Chai Xianghua5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
AnataFan: Alright, the combatants are set. Let's end this debate once and for all.
G: It's time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
Outskirts of Peking, China
The sun gleamed brightly in the morning air. The vast, rolling hills of Peking's outskirts were certainly a sight to behold, or at least it WOULD be, had the country of China not been plunged into civil war.
Amongst the utter chaos stood a young adolescent lady. She was clad in a suit of green lamellar armor, and her hair tied up in a bun. An ornate Chinese sword hung from her belt, the hilt decorated with an elaborate gold design. It was none other than Fa Mulan, the legendary warrior herself.
Mulan scanned the battlefield as she slowly walked through the devastation caused by the ongoing war. Battle cries and screams of agony echoed through the air as mounds of fallen soldiers surrounded her. She couldn't believe that all of this carnage was being caused over a mere sword, or so she thought.
"Is this...Soul Calibur really worth al