Artime Chapter 2: Subtract Love and Add A StrangerArtime Chapter 2: Subtract Love and Add A Stranger4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once we were packed into the ship's lower decks like a pack of ravenous animals, the ship began to set sail. Families began to reunite and I cringed. I couldn't push it down any further, even with Papa's protective hand clutching my twitching shoulder. None of us would dare say it, but our family would never be the same again. Not without Mother. Minutes flew by like the wind that snapped at the ship until finally a ship-boy led everyone into their make-shift rooms. The ship was a small cruiser used only for rock parties, getaways, and honeymoons. The framework had a few qualities that resembled a yacht but it seemed to screech under the weight of our gaggle. Lights shone back upon light, lavender walls in the rooming halls and families were kept together. Single passengers, including children, were kept off to the side until everyone was settled into their snug little groups. Apolliste and Papa clenched my hands tight in their own as we were rather forcefully shoved into a room. The d
Assassin's Creed: Memoirs - Part 11Assassin's Creed: Memoirs - Part 114 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Vincenzo died two months after my return to Monterrigoni. He lived to a great age and passed silently in his sleep; Flavia and I attended his funeral and paid our respects to the man who had saved us both in our time of need. His son, Franco, took over the Thieve's Guild, as his mother passed away some years ago. Despite not being an official part of the Order, Orianna informed him to report to Flavia or I. While Flavia and I were together once more, how I dreaded this decision. Life is cruel, pain is the teacher and we are a willing student.
In grief, Flavia turned to Franco for comfort and soon he came forward to me with his intent on asking my sister for her hand in marriage. The boy was nothing to marvel over, he was only a few years younger than I but still, my sister was happy when he was present, her problems were gone. So I consented and allowed it, Flavia marrying him late into the year of 1549. I was lonely during it all; in the eyes of the Church, I was still a married man,
12.12.2013 - Ein Christbaum fuer Mr. Cheapskate »Bitte, Yuri! Bitte, bitte, bitteee!«12.12.2013 - Ein Christbaum fuer Mr. Cheapskate4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
»Nur einen ganz kleinen!«
»Ich hab nein gesagt.«
»Und einen halben?!«
»Welchen Teil des Wortes 'Nein' verstehst du eigentlich nicht?«, knurrte ich und sah Corvinian über die zur Hälfte korrigierten Mathearbeiten hinweg scharf an. Er blockierte die Sicht auf den Kamin und versuchte mich seit einer Viertelstunde schon davon zu überzeugen, dass wir unbedingt einen Christbaum brauchten. Als ob der letztes Jahr nicht gereicht hätte. Würde sowieso wieder nur alt und braun werden, alle Nadeln verlieren und letztendlich auf dem von Corvinian mit viel Trara errichteten Lagerfeuer im Garten enden. Eine Geldausgabe, die meiner Meinung nach von so viel Nutzen war wie ein Kropf.
Corvinian, da er eingesehen hatte, dass er bei mir auf Granit biss, zog ein langes Gesicht und schlurfte
Halo Guarded CastleWhat if we could but our feelings on paperHalo Guarded Castle4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Could we truly see what life is about
If one life is so short
Than why must I wait for you
I tried to put my hope and love on a canvas
But all you did was put my tears on paper
Even though I gave you everything I could
Did you take me for granted
Just dry your eyes now baby
it is ok
I will be here for you when you need me
Is it just a lullaby
Or can I here your heart with a warm beat
just give me one more try
If you can here me now I will be there for you
Close your eyes
My heart will be their
And my arms will be their to warm you
I know you can't tell
But I am scared as hell
Because I can't have you back
If you could only here me right now
Than you could tell
That you don't need to be scared
I will be their for you
Because we are young
No need for this
I can take you with me to heaven
Or you can march to hell with the devil
Put the knife down
Move it away from your wrist
Wash down you tears
And take my hand
And let me take you to the halo gua
EyesYour eyesEyes5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The person standing
Right in front
Will look at me
I Won't Say I'm in Love - LKHFF StyleCharles: If there's a prize for lousy judgementI Won't Say I'm in Love - LKHFF Style6 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I guess I've already won that
No lass is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that!
Male Chorus: Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'
She's the Earth and heaven to you
Try to keep it hidden
Matey, we can see right through you
Dude, ya can't conceal it
We know how ya feel and
Who you're thinking of
Charles: No chance, no way
I won't say it, no, no
Male Chorus: You care, you sigh
why deny it, uh-oh
Charles: It's too cliche
I won't say I'm in love
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming get a grip, man
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
Male Chorus: You keep on denying
Who you are and how you're feeling
Buddy, we ain't buying
Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown-up
When ya gonna own up
That ya got, got, got it bad
Charles: Whoa! No chance, no way
I won't say it, no, no
Male Chorus: Giv
Sell Your SoulChristmas! Christmas!Sell Your Soul6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sell out your soul
For Holiday cheer!
Ignore black ice
Because what the hell,
And smiles are good,
Don’t listen to the news,
It will only make you frown!
Scotch and tape and wrapping paper
Can’t fix petty woes
Over frostbitten toes!
Just think of Christmas lights
Next to a drunk who reeks
Of piss and Baby Gap
And holiday cheer!
And no matter what you do, always remember
Christmas is here!
My Patchwork HeartI am the old doll on a shelfMy Patchwork Heart6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My birthday plaguing the 12th
Dusted and eroded
My patchwork heart frayed
It wasn't till his hand caressed my cheek
His fingers caressing the exposed patchwork
" live, breathe love"
She thought her outlook was bleak
" oh puppet master choose me"
Her heart began to re-thread
That which had been long since dead
Her eyes become alight
With a lick of clear paint
A spark so bright
She dares cling to this man
But the owners of her heart threw her to the floor
She fears it happen, more and more
But this man can smile, oh what a smile
And makes me laugh, oh please a longer while
With him, there is no time
For his heart too might just be patchwork true.
I'd call this poem ''disillused 'bout love''I was silent, I couldn’t look anything but her.I'd call this poem ''disillused 'bout love''6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
She had an amazing body, that’s for sure…
Delicate ankles, beautiful smooth legs, sinuous hips, a prosperous breast.
Her face also beautiful, that’s out of question.
Those fine lines running from her chin to her jaw,
Her cheekbones, watercoloured with a tender spray of red.
Her visage was a perfect oval, an astounding painting
surrounded by fluent long blonde hair, gilded like mature grain.
You know what? Let me tell you this, too.
She didn’t had a beautiful nose. No good at all.
But them, they made you forget this little flaw.
I always hated makeup, a concealing mask,
an Instagram Filter onto horrific photos.
She didn’t need any, though.
Those lips oh my god.
I remember once of kissing them (we were both drunk)
So soft, even sinuous I’d say.
Subdued little wrinkles made them even better,
when she’d cast kisses, when she’d drink…
Those cheries spoke me about lust
Avery Creed The screeching of his alarm is what finally drove him out of bed and to his feet. He shuffled across his bed room to the alarm and plucked it up from the dresser. Then he promptly slammed it to the floor. And while the screeching did come to a stop, the alarm also shattered into a bunch of pieces that now lay scattered on his floor.Avery Creed7 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Needless to say, Avery Creed was not a morning person.
He trekked out of his room and through the hallway of his home. He mumbled this and that as he made his way to the kitchen where he started to put coffee on. He was a tall wolf mix with broad shoulders and a well-toned body. He had pricked, alert ears that seemed to be listening to anything and everything around him. He had short dirty blonde hair that he kept neat and styled. He was usually smooth and suave, but at the moment, in his tanktop and checkered boxers, Avery looked like he was suffering from a massive hangover.
Scratch that. He felt<
An Enchanted EveningI knew I had work to do, but it was an impressive sunset.An Enchanted Evening7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clouds were charcoal-grey, streaking away from the sun as it sank into the sea. Each had its own orange halo, as though catching the reflections of a fire that was burning the whole horizon.
I watched it for a few minutes, letting the sound of waves lull me into a waking dream. Then I smiled and shook my head. Time enough for that later. For now, there was still important work to be done: the world's best date was not going to set up itself.
I stood up and started my trek down the beach for driftwood. Anything I needed would have been dumped at high tide, near where the sand turned to grassy parkland. There was little enough of it; just as well I'd thought ahead to buy some timber. But driftwood was necessary for the feel.
Thinking ahead was important to tonight. In dates, like most ventures, planning is half of success. The other half was luck. But start with what you can do, right?
So by the time the sky had gone fr
18i.187 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
“You look at me like I’m not even real sometimes,” she said.
“Like a gentle breeze will pull me from your arms,
or a single misspoken word will wake you from a dream you’ll never return to.”
“That’s how I feel.” I said. She thought it was awfully romantic. The kiss tasted a little like
candy, and sneaking out for sex at midnight when her sister was out,
as if I had to remind myself of the fertile lands I had conquered countless times already,
bare and unprotected, naked like innocence because we couldn’t get pregnant.
The kiss meant a lot to me. It meant an old white SUV with a Stevie Ray Vaughan sticker plastered on the back. It meant country music, and racing to be the one to pay for meals,
and pretending to watch a movie. It meant high cheekbones and long legs and a fake front tooth that I loved like the real thing, and it meant a purity ring worn out of habit,
and depression pills, and wanting to hurt the guy that
LK has great plansLK : Ouch, ouch, OUCH!LK has great plans8 hours ago in Comedy More Like This
BT (semi-worried - in an adjacent room but not moving yet) : What's the matter now LK?
LK (yelling across the other room) : Well I shoved this stupid ring on on my tail and now it won't come off, drat oh drat!
BT (getting up reluctantly, crossing the room and looking down on LK) : why the hell have you done that sweetie?
LK : Well, I was playing LOTR and...
BT : LOTR?????
LK : Yes you Barbarian, LOTR! The best book ever written, by the father of all fantasy novels, the great Tolkien! I think you are the only one on the planet who did not read LOTR and between the two of us BT, let me tell you this does NOT enhance your reputation!
BT (thoughtful) : Mmmm, I thought it was all about the Hobbit nowadays...
LK (stopping in mid track of her rant) : Oh, so you know your Tolkien after all?
BT : Well, as it happens, it has everything to do with mum and dad again!
LK : Uh Oh, what has the lady Claire been up to now? I swear that woman gives your poor dad
broken hearted and lost in the after lifeBROKEN HEARTED AND LOST IN THE AFTER LIFEbroken hearted and lost in the after life8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
story of silent heart by MR VAMPONY
I slowy walked down the road in the pouring rain my heart broken and filled with pain, id lost my home i had no family no soul mate i was never able to find that someone special in life were i was now i couldnt say.
it was dark the light was dim the rain heavy tears of sorrow ran down my face, my coat flaped around in the wind as i walked, the road just kept going i relised now i was in the land of sorrow doomed to walk it alone the rain never ending the wind forever howling at my back the darkness deepening as i walked.
many hours passed rain turned to snow and ice wind turned to blizzard i felt nothing but the coldness of my rejected heart, i was dead but alive at the same time, how i didnt know, the road gave way to dead grass the snow turned into dead trees the wind turned into a storm lighting hit all around me my cheast hurt i fell to my knees blood started to flow from my body, i saw a knife on the gro
WretchA feral gaze by hourglassWretch8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sunlit moons and my, don't the hours still pass
You still forsake me, still forsake me by noon
I'd hate to be a child of love, when all you do is cry
Whine and despise... just about... everything else.
I'm sick of being a hater, I'm not quite the devil
But let me say this my dear, I've had my share
Love is a burning hourglass that never felt so wrong
Felt so right, karma taught me catastrophe strikes
On either extreme, I don't believe in many friends
Just the impossible dream
Forget a pretty face, consume a day by noon
Love is a broken hourglass, I think I've earned my right
To be a man in the lounge, war speaks to me
I see nothing but hate, all those starving faces
They still cry, whilst you waste your existence, with me
No man is left to walk the earth, the mantra of machines
All that consumes, when chaos boons, in these hourly sheets of scheme
I'm not your lover, I'm not your friend
I'm not anything and I don't wish to be comprehended, let evil take mend
love interview meme1. Is there a certain hair color you like on someone?love interview meme8 hours ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
not too picky, though I find dark hair attractive... long hair is always a bonus... and braids or dreads.
green... but I also like blue.
herp derp... I dunno... maybe they work with me selling Cushman stuff? whatever pays the bills I guess... or maybe we start a studio, like for real... or both of those things?
4. Your gender choice?
I like the Ladies...
I'm kind of fond of tie-dye skirts on a chick... or those with the little metal dangles...
6.Finally, anything else you look for in a girl/boy?
I want a caring girl who is not overbearing and super-clingy... but is nurturing.
What you do to meHow can I love you when I have no heart?What you do to me9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I got rid of it so long ago?
Who are you to do this to me?
You're so fucking perfect and beautiful
In every single way
It frustrates me so that I love you and I have no heart
I want to claw my eyes out yet crawl to you at the same time
You steal my breath and my thoughts
It feels as if I am being dashed against the wall
And offered a cookie at the same time
You will drive me insane
I want to cry tears of blood it hurts so much
Pitch's daughter (a jack frost love story) C5Pitch's daughter (a jack frost love story) C59 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Good thing I'm not late.
I sighed in relief at that thought.
"Daddy, I'm home." I yelled.
There was no answer. I got a little scared. I checked to see if this was a nightmare. It wasn't. I kept walking. I saw my father by his globe.
Oh good. Whew
"Daddy?" I asked louder. It got his attention. He turned his face to look at me.
"Oh, welcome home, sweetheart."
I ran up to hug him.
"So where did you go?"
Oh gosh I totally forgot about his and jacks rivalry? Um think kiyomi think!
"I went to California. I gave a kid my first nightma
Pharm and Tox- Part 6My dad has OCD.Pharm and Tox- Part 69 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's not really something out of the ordinary, at least not to me. One or two days a month he'll tell me his OCD was flaring up, but most of the time he was able to work with it. When Serpil told me about Berk thinking he had OCD, and how she didn't understand, I explained it all to her. How OCD was fairly common. How Pure O was a little less common and perhaps a little more difficult to treat, but treatable all the same. How nobody is ever fully 'cured' from OCD, and how that's okay, because they can learn to live a good life with it, anyway. I was able to soothe her, and I was glad for that.
Some days Berk really struggled. Those were the days I had to reassure Serpil, reassure her that it was all part of the process. Eventually, she realized the most she could do was be there for Berk when he needed there. She reminded him of his favorite quote, first spoken by athlete Anssi Koivuranta: "Ei se oo niin justiinsa."
It doesn't have to be so perfect.
Sophomore year s
SleepingLooking to my leftSleeping9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
down towards my side...
You're asleep, no doubt dreaming,
asleep right at my side.
We've been through Hell and back
then to Hell again;
Towards Heaven a few miles,
then crashing back down again.
Now we're here,
where we've been a while.
And looking upon your sleeping face,
this trip has been worthwhile.
Years have passed since we met,
since you learned my name.
And once you did, I learned yours,
and nothing has been the same.
Hearing your gentle snore as I type,
loving the sound just for being yours,
I look at your sleeping, handsome face,
knowing that I'll always be yours.