Er, Boobs Are The Sh*tHello, you can call me Thai.Er, Boobs Are The Sh*t1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
You might not know me, but you know and I know and we know that today is a very special day. And it happens every day.
It's a celebration, but let me just stop to say that you're an awesome person. However, I have a short term memory and I keep forgetting that you're a female. In other words, I keep forgetting to tell you about national boob day.
And I'm not talking about cancer...
I'm talking about how awesome it is to be a Woman. And our boobs, most of all, make us awesome.
Because, no one has a more beautiful portable extension that changes the entire perspective of a nation positively and respectively and... can be exalted without being vulgar by the likes of men and women in a way that is apart of why everything is created, lol. It is possibly the most adored feature in the sense that they're lushes, soft, round, and Beautiful...
Very much what is described as a wo
2p! Italy x Reader: You are my clarity FINAL2p! Italy x Reader: You are my clarity FINAL2p! Italy x Reader: You are my clarity FINAL1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
If our love, is tragedy
Why are you my remedy?
Is it a sin for a despicable man like me to love someone as kind-hearted as (your name)? Is it a crime to show affection towards the one you loved? Is it?
It's been like, what, two weeks? She barely even go out of her room. Actually, she never goes out of the room! I swallowed my pride just to let her know that I'm not going to do anything awful to her. I still don't know why she still refuses to see me or even go out. Did she get scared of Kuro? I took care of him already! I quarantined him inside of his torture chamber so she doesn't have to worry about him. What else is she afraid of? Me? I didn't even do anything to her in the first place! All I did is touch her! Is there something wrong with that? I can do whatever I want with her! She had to actually be a thousand thankful that I didn't force her to go to bed with me! Why is she making ever
Christmas wishes: Prologue(a markimash story)Christmas wishes: Prologue3 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mark was currently in a state of happiness he had never known before, and it was all because of the man now sitting beside him in his couch, which was an occurrence he had previously thought was impossible, merely a dream that he had believed would never come true.
But it had.
Aaron was really here with him, in his home; it wasn't just a dream anymore. He could see him not just through a webcam and feel him the way he had yearned to do every time they would play a game together. He was so happy he could barely believe it, and it was all because of him.
He couldn't help but think of how this all started. The idea came from Yami initially, 'though it was something he had always wanted to do ever since he met the British youtuber. Even though he had always thought it would be him going to Britain-land instead of Yami coming here, he wasn't complaining. What he really hadn't expected was Aaron being the one who "put it out there," as he had calle
London CallingChoose Your Own Adventure StoryLondon Calling3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Michelle was stamping her timecard at the employee center of the Minnesota Zoo and tossed her keychain in her hand, ready for another day of work. She had taken the bus that morning, thankful that it was air conditioned during the warm August heat that had been plauging Minnesotans since the start of the annual State Fair season. Thankful that she was able to keep cool thus far, she planned on staying indoors as much as possible for yet another shift.
As she collected her employee-issued windbreaker and headed for the door, she was stopped just as her supervisor, a short blonde woman who was named Cecily Barrow and also a zookeeper, came inside.
"Ah, Michelle! I hoped I'd catch you."
"Morning, Cecily." Michelle stepped aside to let the woman inside. "What's up?"
"Sue and I were going over your file yesterday... you're up for your annual review."
"Been two years already...?" Michelle smiled. "Time flies."
The Great AlmostAlways waxingThe Great Almost4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
mist and fog
under long forgotten moon and star.
Like Grendel bold,
I have stalked your misty moor.
So like Fenrir old,
I have waited at your door.
Like a sheepdog in the plains I have waited,
lapping up whatever scrap you send my way,
not once resenting for what breath has bated.
You could be my everything,
even if I was once your nothing,
and yet that all I was is now no more
you turn your gaze upon me.
So now I have esteem left in your eyes
as you gaze upon me with second sight.
You see this thing, the creature I have made;
the man that I have become.
You want it as I want you,
but there is little left of me to take,
for that man you knew is surely gone.
But still I see your wanton gaze,
and seas of passion churn within me,
rivers of lust carry me,
for the ponds of serenity;
they have all but forgotten.
Now we stand in the forests of deceit,
o’ Liebling mine.
I see you,
and you me.
Don’t shy away as I draw ever near,
She WantsShe closes her eyes,She Wants3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
She wants to feel something,
Other than the sadness,
That is crushing her,
And making her weep.
She wants to look up at the sky,
Seeing something good,
Knowing that she isn't alone,
And has someone that cares.
She wants to feel warm,
In her heart of hearts,
Where it truly matters,
And only she can really judge.
She covers her mouth,
As to watch her words,
Before she speaks them,
Knowing that every sound,
Can be a powerful weapon.
She wants to be happy,
Because she's forgotten how to be,
Amidst all the pain around her,
She has hope,
And will continue on tonight.
Cracked The Heart of the BatMy heart has been broken many times.Cracked The Heart of the Bat1 hour ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This is why I prefer to be alone when fighting crime.
First, that awful night in Crime Alley when they died.
I never got over it. Every time I think of it, I cry.
It gave birth to the man that I am.
I am vengeance. I am the night. I am Batman.
Then, came along the thieving feline.
She stole this battered heart of mine.
It turned out to be nothing but a bad romance,
I knew we didn't stand a chance.
I knew I had to move on, but it still hurt me.
So I built up walls, shutting them out in order to protect me.
Then I met another beloved, who was an assassin.
Her hair dark as the night and her lips red as sin.
She was a great fighter, and we could've been a team.
But she took lives, which is a big deal-breaker for me.
Once again, I built up walls, shutting any woman out.
Of course, someone was bound to get in again, no doubt.
She started off dating Dick, but then wanted me.
We both felt it, there was deep chemistry.
It was like a dream, despite the differ
Crazy World: Crazy Fast (Part 1)Crazy World: Crazy Fast (Part 1)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
In an alternate future, superheroes aka mutants working under the government, are not only common place, but have over saturated the public. Among one of these masked heroes is one Straight Arrow, aka 15 year old Chloe Sanders, a polite, well-spoken and otherwise sympathetic super girl. Under the guidance of her loving father Mr. Universe and her strict but fair mother, Rubber Woman, Chloe seeks to bring truth and justice wherever she flies. But things aren't easy when she's boss to a whiny sidekick, Captain Psychotic (aka Jimmy Donovan), an incredibly verbose archer by the name of Cornelius, and a world that hates metahumans.
Little does she realize that dark forces are conspiring against her. Four of her previously defeated opponents escaped from prison: The precognitive, Fortune, the pyrokinetic, Arson, the gravity manipulator, Grav and the techopath, Cindy. As Chloe goes about her adventures, she fails to notice a plot brewing against her and her team.
Dead On - ProloguePROLOGUEDead On - Prologue2 days ago in Settings More Like This
It was a sunday. She didn't go to work on sundays. At least, not unless there was an emergency. On a normal day off during the weekend she would sleep in till noon. I honestly couldn't blame her. She worked so hard at the hospital; taking care of patients, checking in with families, finishing ALL of the paperwork she had on her own... I felt terrible because I knew it was my fault. She wouldn't be able to bare another accident... another loss. She blamed herself for it and from that day forward she worked herself to the bone. It's no wonder why she doesn't get any sleep.
Today was different than most. She didn't sleep in, instead she woke up at 4:59, took a short shower and proceeded to dress herself as if it were a work day (minus the white coat brandishing her name in one of the front pockets). She went downstairs to make herself breakfast, not so much rushed, but as if on a schedule. We both knew why but neither of us said a word. She quickly served herself an omelet
Blood drops fallBlood drops fall from a roses thornsBlood drops fall1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like how blood is shed over freedom in war
People say to not let power into the wrong hands
But they have not considered what already stands
People have created nuclear wounds
That damage the Earth and cause gloom
We have left behind ash and despair
And we walk away from it like we don't care
War and pain and greed and blood
It seems thats what people are made of
Money, religion, freedom, and race
The wars are those that we must face
Blood drops fall from a roses thorns
The blood of a woman who's life has changed
Thanks to the greed and twisted ways of society
Blood drops fall from a roses thorns
Mixed with the tears of mourn
Blood drops fall
From a roses thorns
The blood of a woman
Who lost it all to war.