StardustYour body is made of stardust.Stardust6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
How cool is that? Just
Think about it. Stardust.
Your body is a universe
With your heart as its sun,
And it has been pumping
To keep you alive
Since you begun –
A whole sun
Wants you here.
Your lungs are two galaxies;
Each an inhaling and exhaling
And they work their hardest
To keep you okay –
Two entire galaxies
Want you to stay.
Your blood cells are meteors,
Going as fast they can
To keep you safe and sound –
Millions of magnificent meteors
Want you around.
Our souls are night skies
And our flaws
Are constellations that
Make us who we are –
Making us each as unique
As each and every star.
Please, don’t become a supernova tonight.
.hearts.3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
some full of love
Lies Told to Children1. There is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. You can end your family’s financial troubles if you can find it.Lies Told to Children21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. Your older brother just said duck. Really.
3. Once a tooth detaches itself from your gum you should put that mass of dead cells and bacteria under your pillow. A fairy will enter your room once you are sleeping and exchange your tooth for money. Why your tooth is worth 5 cents when your classmate gets ten dollars is irrelevant, the tooth fairy has her reasons.
4. The bully is just jealous of you, if you do not respond they will leave you alone.
5. A magical elderly man watches you year round and judges you with his moral standards. Once a year he will enter your home via chimney. Trust this man, for his perception of good and evil is undisputed. Should he find you worthy of reward he will leave gifts, if he sees the wickedness in your soul he will leave coal. Coal is pretty helpful if you need fuel for a fire or want payback next year.
6. Nothing is wrong.
Save ThemSave Them7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
help them please
they are who
save them quick
tock tock tick
a damn fright
before five children
the masked man cries
(Levi x Reader MARRIED AU) Night Shifts "Why do I get the night shift?!" You complained to Levi, spinning around in your office chair. "It's not fair! I have shows to watch, food to eat, a bed to make sweet love--" Levi rose his eyebrows at you, giving you a strange look. "Ahem, and a bed to sleep in."(Levi x Reader MARRIED AU) Night Shifts 21 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"And?" He asked, looking back to the patient records he was busy updating, tapping his foot patiently. "What else?"
"... Nothing?" You questioned more than stated, not knowing what he was trying to imply. You stopped spinning to stare curiously at your stoic husband, whose neat desk couldn't compare to yours. You had so many photos and piles of undone paperwork, while he had neat frames of pictures arranged, and his paperwork already done and submitted. It's a wonder how he could manage you.
"Hmph," was all he said, and he continued busily typing up a report, or most likely playing tetris since the boss wasn't here yet. You could tell he was mad, but you didn't know what to say. There was nothing else waiting for you at
Don't Be Like Me: The Five Reasons WhyHello.Don't Be Like Me: The Five Reasons Why23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My name is Rachel for those whom may not know.
And I am here to tell you about myself.
The first thing is that I don't like myself.
Well, my body, to be precise.
My hair is too brown and bland, never long enough for my preference and always tangled.
My nose too big, my eyelashes too long, my eyes too green.
I'm too short, my nails too chipped, my lips too chapped.
The second thing I don't like is my personality.
I am far too shy in front of strangers.
I am far too loud in front of friends.
I say the wrong things and come off as insensitive.
I don't say anything and come off as uncaring.
So I'm stuck with being completely sarcastic, so I can easily say:
"Of course I didn't mean it."
The third thing I don't like is my mentality.
I am technically smarter than most, my IQ higher than average.
I can read faster and comprehend more than most teenagers should.
I think creatively, not analytically.
Which translates to my fourth thing.
I don't like my social skills, if I have any.
Thanks for the Lesson!Thanks for the Lesson!20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, this blows," Harold huffed to his friend, Kevin. The two teenagers were put in charge of the school bake sale for their school on Thanksgiving Day. Why were they working for their schools over the holidays, you may ask? Detention, that's why. So now, they just stood out in the local park (where nobody was) trying to sell some various pies, pumpkins, and corn (which nobody wanted). Since nobody was doing anything anywhere, the two boys were left to their own devices. Specifically, their phones, which they used to watch funny internet videos the entire time, simply having to remain at the table with all of the goods. They continued doing so until about the fifth video, a strange turkey walked up to the boys and seemed to glare at them. The boys found this strange creature to be a little unnerving and ended up staring at it for several minutes. The silence was only broken once the bird decided to finally speak.
"Would you no good little Millennial punks look away from your God-fors
Love Me Like the SnowfallLove me, gently, like the snowLove Me Like the Snowfall11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
As it cascades over the world
Sweetly, softly, decorating the Earth in white
Possessing me, caressing me
Love me, sweetly, like the snowflakes
As they dance and whirl through the air
As they blanket the world in cold
And wrap me in their embrace
Love me, intensely, like the raging blizzard
Drowning the soil in winter’s grip
Withering the flora to brown and gray
Sweeping the land’s harvest away
Love me, peacefully, like the snowfall
Stroking my skin with tender care
Beckoning me to peaceful sleep
Filling my soul with calm content
And I promise to love you back
The Hanging Tree - Loki x ReaderThe Hanging Tree - Loki x Reader9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Singing. It was the first thing that the young Prince heard when he had woken up that morning. It was coming from outside, as far as he could tell. It was soft. There was a small crack in the voice that sang. It was rather soothing, if he had to be honest. He had to know who possessed such an hypnotic voice.
Loki forced himself out of his bed and got dressed in his usual armor. He made his way out of his room and strolled down the halls of the palace. The more he walked the louder the gentle singing voice became. He could finally hear the words as he drew closer;
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
The young Prince was not entirely sure what the song was speaking off or why he found it appropriate for a blissful lullaby but he adored it none the less.
He continued to move through the palace until he found where the voice was comin
I'm Not as Heartless as I SeemPremièreI'm Not as Heartless as I Seem14 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
So sweet and understanding
My demons cower from you
Your love for me has never failed
You chase the nightmares away
You keep my anxieties gone
I don’t know where I’d be without you
And I hope I never find out
A mother to the motherless
A teacher to the uneducated
A monk to the faithless
A guide for the lost
You’ve taught me things no one else could
And you understand me in ways no one else can
I appreciate you so much
Best friends forever
That’s what you promised me
And I’ll stand by you forever
As long as you need me
You came to me in your darkest hour
And I showed you the light
But what you don’t realize
Is through your darkness
I also saw the light
A life so short
I wasn’t able to fully enjoy it
But what you left me with
Holds so much value
You left me with an escape
From this harsh reality
You left me with wisdom
That I will take to my grave
You left me with love
That fills my heart t
the aftermaththe temple of her body was torn open tonight,the aftermath4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
desecrated and lit on fire. i swear, gods have burned
and felt less pain than i do as i write these words down,
because she’s crying in my bathroom right now and i have
to go and convince her that the handful of feathers
i have left in my palms could ever equal the wings he snipped
off of her tonight. she will never fly again. she will never
believe so wholly in herself again. her body is no longer
a temple, her body is a landmine, an open wound, a thousand
foot drop off of a bridge, a stranger to her. she will never
again be able to trust her body, to know her body.
this is not the first poem i’ve written about rape. but this is
the first poem i’ve written about rape when my hands
are shaking and i have a twenty second phone call still ringing
in my ears. it’s not about statistics anymore. i cannot
distance myself from the cold, hard facts by using pretty
metaphors about dissolving and beginning anymore
because a gi
Pirate!England X Reader~ LoyaltiesPirate!England X Reader~ Loyalties20 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Loyalties: Part 1~
"Let go of me you jerk!" A young boy shouts as a larger, gruff man lifts him off his feet and over his shoulder carelessly. Growling in irritation as the blue eyed boy struggles in his grip and beats on his back. "I said you let go of me right now...y-you bastard!"
The rugged man snorts at the odd tone in the child's words, very much out of place. He didn't understand the purpose of taking the obnoxious child, only that the boss wanted him captured. He drags him off of the Englishman's ship and onto his own, the boy flailing and fighting the whole way.
The blond boy looks on in fear as he is taken farther and farther away from his brothers protection. The crew busy and distracted in the enemy attacks.
"Arthur!!!" he wails, catching a glimpse of a red hat falling off the head of said man as he rushes to the edge of his ship. Peter couldn't
every footfall echoes your nameIn this land whereevery footfall echoes your name6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
no one speaks
our past screams out
the loudest, and
in this world
where no one moves
our history walks
beside me -
Though I am deaf
along this path
your heart beats
in my ears and
s w e l l s
conquestthrow back this Thursdayconquest21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
to a lifetime ago,
when my bridges were too young
to be fireproof
and I didn't yet know the words
you were my Columbus,
my twisted Magellan,
hands hardened and hungry
for any part of me
that could bear your name.
you sought me and wrought me
dead in the water,
every bloody fingerprint a flag
that marked each brand-new territory
upon my skin -
I was greener than grass
and you sent your victory marches
all over me,
steamrolling my rugged edges
and calling me all the kind words for
throw back this Thursday
to a lifetime ago -
people aren't supposed to fall
you aren't supposed to pile them up
and burn them.
throw back this Thursday
to a lifetime ago -
before ache upon ache
was tattooed on these bones;
before my voice knew how to beg
and even now,
I say grace when I am called
to remember you.
and even now,
I am naive enough
to still be so grateful.
Particle One - Old MaidParticle One - Old Maid14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bob laid back and yawned. “This is so dull,” he complained. “Sorry I didn’t have anything better for you guys to do.”
I bowed my head. Indeed, this had to be the worst party I had ever been at. Bob invited his girlfriend, Andrea and me, Steven, over for a get together, but he had nothing planned. It should have been obvious from the start. You mix a best friend and a girlfriend together, bad things happen. They didn’t want to talk because it’d be too personal and leave me out, and I didn’t want to talk and interrupt them.
Andrea looked around. “What’s that?” she asked, pointing to the shelf.
“Huh?” asked Bob. “That’s an empty shelf. Has been for as long as I’ve been here.”
“No,” she said. “I think I see something.” Andrea went to the shelf and reached high.
“Tada!” she said. In her hands she held a dusty deck of cards – as if it hadn’t be
Scarlet River P81 Riverpaw could not keep up. She was fit, and used to running long distances; having been with the clan and received plenty of endurance training, but wolves were on a completely different level.Scarlet River P815 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luckily, the wolf carrying Ava would stop occasionally and look back, waiting for Riverpaw to catch up. That was something that unnerved her more than comforted her. Why was the wolf waiting? Why didn’t it just take Ava and leave her behind? Instead it seemed insistent on her coming as well. Riverpaw tried not to think of the worst-case scenarios as she clambered over yet another boulder, the wolf watching her from ahead.
After what felt like an eternity of travel through the mountainous terrain, the wolf disappeared into a cave on the side of a slope. Riverpaw, panting heavily, slid down the slope and landed on the small platform outside the cave. She approached the entrance warily, sniffing the air. After a moment, she slow
WORDS In Recovery (PART 2)Raph followed Leatherhead, doing his best to keep up with the large gator who somehow managed to move surprisingly fast for his size. Making their way through the tunnels in silence raph took a moment to look at his surroundings. He’d been in this tunnel before, but not for a while. Last time the red brick walls had been bare and 'clean'; but now graffiti covered the bricks, and the vague smell of smoke met his nostrils.WORDS In Recovery (PART 2)1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After a few moments Leatherhead turned to him and spoke. "Recently junkies and homeless people have been coming into the sewers to escape the cold. Splinter wants you to help me clear them out. Ok?"
Raph nodded. "Ok. But how are we gunna clear them out? I........I don’t want to hurt someone who's just trying to survive."
Leatherhead smiled warmly. Splinter had told him that underneath Raphael's hard and tough exterior was a gentle heart. Leaning down Leatherhead put his hand on Raph’s shoulder. "Do not worry. We will not be harming anyone physically.
and then the moon came toshe is neither real nor imaginaryand then the moon came to8 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
she is ethereal and transparent
casting doe eyes 'neath the willow tree
she is neither beauty or fairness
she is immortal and lasting
stepping over sunlight like blades of grass
there is a heartbeat, still
there was a quickening of breath, held
and then the moon came to.
The Principal's Office: VoreA/N: Warning - This story contains vore. If not familiar, turn back. Otherwise, brace yourselves.)The Principal's Office: Vore9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
All the girl saw was darkness. She gained a weak gripped on her consciousness and finally opened her eyes. She looked around her surroundings to immediately conclude that she was in some kind of working room or office. The short-haired brunette was seated in a chair. She looked at her feet, hoping to find her bag or personal items, but nothing was on the carpeted floor. Claudia continued to surveyed the office. It was hardly lit with dim ceiling lights and a lamp. Shelves were filled with books and binders. The windows are completely shielded by the curtains and blinds, giving no indication if it was dark or light outside.
Her question was what she's doing here. Claudia remembered entering the doors of a new school this morning, and went to look for someone. Then suddenly the entire world blacked out, and she ended up here.
In front of the girl was a large brown desk. A lapto
I Love Eyebrows! - England x ReaderI Love Eyebrows! - England x Reader15 hours ago in Humor More Like This
"I can't believe this."
"I must be going crazy."
"Of all things in the world!"
You shook your head and lightly slapped your cheeks in an attempt to keep yourself focused. You concentrated on your paper and pen in front of you.
"Come on (Name), take some notes and make yourself useful dammit," you muttered to yourself. There was another world meeting going on and you finally snagged a good seat near the front away from all the chatting and bickering near the back of the room. Things were going according to planned and you even had a stack of great notes to reflect on!....that is, until a certain country came on stage to present.
You strained your eyes to focus on your paper but you couldn't help yourself! Your eyes darted back up to the country. You let out a dreamy sigh as you feasted your eyes upon him. He was so handsome with his messy blond hair, sparkling emerald orbs, green military uniform and tie, his black leather belt, his brown combat boots, and his fair skin. He was the epit