And you call me a bitch..Did you know that your voice gives me headaches?And you call me a bitch..6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You don't even have to be screaming anymore,
the simple familiar sound pierces right through me,right where it hurts..
I used to be so afraid of becoming you
And you tell me you know what I'm going through all too well
When really,we are so different,we don't even belong in the same room
Now I'm thankful for my own kind of crazy
Because yours would be hell,and then some
Though,I think watching you hurts more than that ever could
And you don't seem to mind hurting people
Not at all,by the way you hand out punches and insults
Sometimes I wonder how the hell I was ever born
Even my safe places and thoughts don't feel so safe anymore
They won't ever again,not with your prying eyes and listening ears
I have to plan my moves months in advance
I know tomorrow you'll act like nothing ever happened
But mother dearest,I don't ever forget
And lately,I'm finding it increasingly harder to forgive
.SetIt is Akhet, the season of sorrow and silt, and Set.Set4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
must tense his sandbreath against the slick of wet
once more. It's always the same: though he's unsure
who started the game, or whose face he wears,
he knows he must prepare for the beginning of the end,
the bite of night and all the slippages in the inbetween.
And he swore he'd bait their breath,
but they'd rather choose death than fear,
with their tombstone legs, arms pegged
in sockets and their locked ears,
burying themselves beneath blocks
built to the sun. They outrun him, every time.
It's a crime. He remembers what his mother said:
do what you're able to keep them faithful,
to keep them grateful under the table.
He wonders where it all went wrong.
So he must sink into the long light, fight wanderlust
for blighted floodplains, and try not to ask why.
There are no answers, only questions.
Even his name is disguised by the way they collide in the dust.
He won't look back to watch the waters rise,
or the blackening of the swallowed
America x Reader x Russia: For Never After 3America x Reader x Russia: For Never After 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: America x Reader x Russia For Never After
Chapter: Three The Palace
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Summary: Russia takes you to one of his most favorite, and most hated, places in his country and makes a mistake.
Cold and crisp air hit your face violently. It was much colder in St. Petersburg than it was in Moscow, but that was to be expected, as this city was located farther north than the capital. Russia stood at the gates of the large and grandiose palace. He grasped the bars and leaned his forehead against the metal. It burned, but he did not care. His breathing became shallow and fast paced. He closed his eyes, trying to force back tears. Finally, he pushed the gates open and led you into the courtyard.
Snow covered the grounds entirely. You had seen this place in a book somewhere. Yes, there were people running away
Sly4 CH1: Sly's lettersSly4 CH1: Sly's letters8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
--Paris, France. Apartment 909, 1:54 am--
I have something I must tell you, but saying it will take too long,
So instead I'll express my feelings, in my own way of song,
I told you one big lie and you told one of your own,
I remember my past and without it I feel alone,
I'm meeting up with old friends as you are at rest,
But when you awake I hope your decision is best,
I'll return the next day and you will have a choice,
Put me right into jail or let some thieves rejoice,
But I have onl
Expedition Letters to GraceDear Grace,Expedition Letters to Grace4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You told me, back when we were visiting Peru and I was feeling down, that I would eventually find my calling in life. I write to you now to tell you, quite happily, that I have.
I can't explain much about it at the moment, only that my sudden absence from the university is for a reason. As I write, I am currently en route to New York City, to visit their museums and get a taste of the culture. I told you before how I wanted to visit New York while I had the chance, and now I travel with purpose.
I will say now, that while what I am about to do may seem strange to you, even mad, I can promise you that I am of sound mind and am determined to see my ambition through. Never before have I felt so strongly about the rightness of my decision. I will explain more in time. All I can tell you now is that I am launching my own expedition, and that it will be unorthodox, to say the least. I write you because you are my oldest and dearest friend, and I feel I can trust you.
Give my best
Mixed MessagesIt scares me to think that just in a blinkMixed Messages5 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Our life, as it is, could be gone
As strong is my heart, it could still fall apart
And here I could stand all alone
The sky although blue, has a darkening hue
And will rain with so many tears
The smile on my face, leaves a sneer in its place
Still hiding my stifling fears
Flowers will not bloom, in a closeted room
For the light is needed to grow
Though memories so dark and feelings are stark
On the winds of change, they do blow
You see I do feel, what once was so real
But is gone, as the days do end
Love me please as I sing, like a bird on a wing
With mixed messages we do send
A soft lullaby's song, that's never too long
Drift on clouds of the whitest stuff
Please don't leave me here, to far to be near
For today is just never enough
Give me a reason, to enjoy every season
For this life, we are meant to live
To share what is pain, and s
Frozen Yoghurt .:16:. P.2Frozen Yoghurt .:16:. P.24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto-sama. This is just a fanfic. Please enjoy!
The playground was wet and the rain was pelting down on hooded heads heavily. It felt like tiny needles, or rocks perhaps, attacking the scalps of little children as they slipped and fell and stood back up again to continue their game of tag. Their little rubber boots squeeked as they ran and their scarves flapped around in the heavy winds that blew them against the academy walls.
Naruto was shivering. He hugged his pale blue knees and tried his best to stop the clattering of his teeth, but to no avail. He sneezed for the nth time that day and rubbed at his goose-bumped arms repeatedly, trying to warm them, as his loss of his jacket left him cold and... different.
It always used to be the small things. It started out with him just not belonging to any kind of group. He didn't belong anywhere. And it was obvious, too. He never fit
No Train For YesterdayI spend two & a half smiles on strangers,No Train For Yesterday11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
drink a bottle of casual words
& head down a silent street, accompanied
by muted endeavors of faceless clowns.
It's a tired, malnourished day, strained
over frail dusty bones of hours
& as I run my hand along a minute,
it feels like leather, worn from wear.
You still arise in idle thoughts:
the way you stopped to watch me at
an ambiguous train station up north.
You were the streetlight that blinked on
& off in futile attempt to murder wind
while snow raced horizontal lines
& hurried past large metal doors.
You seemed to revel in movement,
smoothed air with your skin
as I headed on. Gave shelter
to a misplaced thought & lost another
in muddy puddles behind my temples,
aching now, condensed for spare.
The smell of old liquor & masculinity
still lingers in my nostrils' memory.
You asked for clarity in all I said
out of spite & I couldn't find the words.
Shreds of sentence fragments tasted bitter
& I washed them down with another
Bard's LamentMy steps are attached to the ground that holds your kingdom. I saw you once upon a time, when I first came with my humble lyre to play some joy and some pain, and I never left.Bard's Lament1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I wonder ; forgotten princess, could the comb you once held in your hand now untangle the torment of my mind?
I wonder; does the mirror that reflected your eyes still stand unbroken; and could it take me where wanders your mind?
I wonder; did the two thousand steps of your castle porch kiss your feet when you climbed them for the last time?
I wonder; do the walls cry at night seeing you forever asleep?
And I, the poorest of all minstrels, I shall destroy my instrument and use its strings to make a bow. And send my everything to you, on an arrow, since I cannot climb up to you holding on your locks, like Rapunzel, or fighting the dragon like Sleeping Beauty. I will send my most beautiful scores, and maybe the touch of my heart’s ink will at last wake you up.
I will sit under your balcony, on the very spot
Jarlaxle's JournalTwenty Things I Learned at Melee-MagthereJarlaxle's Journal6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- compiled by Jarlaxle of Bregan Daerthe
1. All the monsters you heard stories about do exist.
2. Betting pools on who will depose the current Matron are only fun if she never finds out.
3. Dont talk to the little voices; theyre spies for the teachers.
4. The new words you learn actually make the priestesses very angry when used to describe them.
5. You can kill goblins. You can kill elves. You can even kill other drow. But woe to you if you step on a spider!
6. Putting worms in an unpopular teachers underwear isnt just mean, it earns you extra credit from his rival teachers!
7. Pay attention to your weird dreams there is a slim chance that they really did happen.
8. Color is not a commonly accepted concept among drow.
9. Dead enemies do not always stay dead. But they do stay enemies.
10. There are some things money cant buy; intelligence is one of these. Good look
A Dance of Storm and ShadowA Dance of Storm and Shadow3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 14 of Shadowdale)
The quartet of Banelings, presumably coming to check on their prisoners, was completely taken off guard as they rounded the bend in the passageway. The first barely had time to squint in the light of the unexpected torch before it was thrown to the side of the tunnel with a gaping slash in its chest. Another fell beside it a split second later as the Eye of the Storm sliced along its neck, spilling rank green blood across the stone floor.
The other two spider-like creatures sank back from the escaped captives, four of their eight legs raised defensively while the others kept their human bodies above the ground. The swordsmen did not relent, darting forward to remain on the offensive.
They played off each other's movements as the barbed legs struck down, switching positions by weaving around the other in graceful movements. When the total of eight striking limbs were all lowered, lying about their targets like scattered jacks in a child's game, the duo made their
The Shifter in the Stone(Part 16)The Shifter in the Stone3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The guardian collided with Embyr, sending both sprawling. The dragon's opponent gained advantage almost immediately, pinning the Black Terror to the ground.
The advantage was short lived, however, as Crystal dove into the naga. The blue dragon tried to pin the snake-woman to the ground as she had done with Embyr, but the guardian overpowered her and, very quickly, the dragon found herself in the death-grip of the monster's coils.
Desperately Crystal released a burst of fire into the naga's face. Just as with Aracnathid, the guardian froze as the flames touched her skin. The effect was short lived, since dragons could not keep up their fiery breath long, but it gave Embyr enough time to rejoin the fray and begin prying the creature off of her companion.
When the flames died the struggle began anew, the naga tightening her tail around the dragon so that each breath for Crystal became a struggle. The dragons began taking it in turns to release blasts of flame, the other struggli
His FallHis Fall3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 38 of Shadowdale)
"Well, I guess this is the end." Sterling mused, leaning back against Embyr's side as his eyes scanned the mists about them. "We're out of time; we should have turned back hours ago if we wanted to make it to the surface.
"Slithice, you can still make it out and maybe you too, Crystal, with your sword. You should go; there's no point in hanging around to watch us die."
"The drowning mist was designed to keep away all but Tide Bringer's rightful wielder." The azure dragon explained. Sterling jumped at his friend's unusually serious attitude but diverted his entire attention to her nevertheless.
Black light filled the cavern as Crystal unsheathed the Key blade, slamming it into the glowing blue stone with ease. The blade sank in as though it were a knife cutting butter, holding itself in place as the dark light about it intensified.
"That wielder has been found." The giantess said simply, placing her hand on the hilt of her weapon.
As though the haze around
A Deal With the EnemyA Deal With the Enemy3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 10 of Shadowdale)
"What do we do?" Razor asked. "He could still be alive."
"We let him find his way back to us, then." Pyre replied.
"We just abandon the little guy to those things?" Blaze demanded. "He used to live in the desert; we need his guidance if we encounter something else. The scorpicores made it clear the barrens are dangerous, even for us."
"If he can guide us," the red dragon reasoned "he can find his way back to us."
"I don't like the idea of leaving him behind." The blue dragon said, his crimson eyes scanning the recently covered sand dunes.
"Think about it this way," the draconic leader said "the longer we delay the closer the apocalypse draws. Bane may die if we leave him here; if the portal opens and we don't have a way to defend ourselves, he will die anyway along with the rest of the world."
Shadows fell across the faces of both of the other dragons as they nodded in solemn understanding. They moved away from where they had camped for the night, moving through
Fright his savior(There is vore in this story so if you don't like vore I wouldn't read this if you do than continue thanks.)Fright his savior2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was a dark and stormy night freezing outside from the winter cold a boy was running through the freezing rain crying as he kept looking back as if something was after him he looked back and saw four arrows fly past him pinning them selfs in the trees he continued to run but felt a sharp pain in the back of his left leg and fell over looking down at his leg and seeing a arrow head had went through his leg he grabbed and broke it off then pulling the rest out.
He could hear the men say "où est-il" the boy just sat there unable to move from the wound in his leg he started feeling woozy he looks at the wound it wouldn't stop bleeding from how high his blood pressure was from running he needed to calm down but couldn't cause he could hear foot steps getting closer he was cold and started shivering.
He could see his jean leg was red and if he stayed there it was only a matter
Dragon Hunters(Part 10)Dragon Hunters3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Where the hell are we going?" Bane asked, scratching irritably at the thick collar around his neck. A few steps ahead of him Antonidas made no move to answer, continuing down the forest path in silence.
"Hey, human, I asked where we were going!" "I do not have to answer you." "You owe me after putting this damn thing-" "You could always remove it, if you wanted; of course, if you did, I would be forced to kill you."
Bane gave a low growl but took his hands away from the collar. The wizard smiled confident he had the upper hand in the alliance.
Antonidas, one of the most powerful dragon slayers in the east, had set out nearly a decade before from the empire's capital. Though quite old for a human, the mage hadn't lost the flare of life that had existed in his body since his youth, still able to travel great distances and perform feats of physical prowess that should have been well beyond him at this point.
The wizard had found Bane by accident, stumbling upon his lair to esca
Crash Landing [Blade's Birthday Gift] "After you, Captain Blade." Alex said in mock politeness, giving his fellow marine a sarcastic bow. Rolling his eyes at the less-than-formal display of fealty the young officer strode past his friend, approaching and ascending the long metallic gangplank that led up into what he could proudly call his new vessel.Crash Landing [Blade's Birthday Gift]3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The up-and-coming commander truly looked the part for his job as he pushed past the automatic doors and into the shiny interior of the newly fashioned star ship. Stopping only a few steps into the short corridor the officer took a moment to admire himself in the reflective surface: his medium length black hair, his lean form, and his dark hazel eyes seemed set in a mask of superiority, the commanding aura only intensified by the billowing black trench coat that fell down his gray uniform. Blade smiled at the image, his confidence brimming as he realized he not only was prepared to play the part of a ship's captain but looked the part, too.
Taberu Pokemon Island 1: The Kind Predator.(Warning this story contains Vore. If you are offended by Vore don't continue on)Taberu Pokemon Island 1: The Kind Predator.3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It is a rainy night in Kanto as an eight year old boy runs through a dense forest. This boy is an orphan running away from the orphanage to escape the wicked people who run it. Only things the boy had were his torn clothes and a dirty old blanket he had ever since he was a baby. As he rushes through the forest he can hear the wicked people running after him threatening to kill him. Pretty soon the boy finally makes his way out of the forest and he runs into Celadon City. He takes refuge in a nearby ally, next to the Department store. The boy had no breath but he knew that if he was caught he would die for sure. He makes his way to the back of the ally where he notices a truck at the back of the department store. The boy gets a glimmer of hope as he hears that the truck is going to a sprite region all together. "If I get in that truck then they will never find me." The boy thinks out loud as he
Time ParadoxTime Paradox3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am frozen,
Can't step foward,
No way back,
Can keep me here,
Againts wretched bonds,
Never to leave,
Time is my enemy,
Space not better off,
As The Ancient Of Days,
A title no more,
As I watch,
And yet I go on,
Fighting for seconds,
My freedom far beyond,
As I watch the sands,
The endless mobius strip,
Trapped in the husk,
Of a youth,
With an ancient soul,
Condemned for death,
Yet I live on,
Time breaks free,
Disfiguring my empty slot,
I am free,
As vast as space immemorial,
Time's ticking on,
So I must be gone,
What tangled webs I weave,
Creating a series of unfortunate events,
As the time paradox...
An Unlikely SamaritanThe Unlikely SamaritanAn Unlikely Samaritan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains violence, dragons and vore, in that order.
Pain. Darkness. It's all I could seem to feel. I can't remember how I got where I was. I felt like I had just had my head split open. All I could remember was entering that building. Finding what I had hoped to discover. Then, out of nowhere, a crack of pain.
"Look at him. Tied up like a pig to the slaughter."
I was sitting on something hard, and wooden. Most likely a bench. The world around me was moving, shifting. I could hear an engine. Most likely I was in some kind of truck.
"We don't take kindly to those who deny us our privacy. This one will be punished."
I could see nothing. My eyes were open, but all I could see was black. It felt like cloth was wrapped around my head. I must have been blindfolded.
"Enjoy the ride, bastard."
The sound of feet moving and wind rushing. Pain hit me in the gut. I grunted. He laughed.
"Not the average man, are you? Looks like what we are about to do will
A bad day(There is vore in this story so if you don't like vore I wouldn't read this if you do than continue thanks.)A bad day2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Sand and dry heat whipped it's way across the earth. Waking up a little brown field mouse. He slowly opened his eyes while shielding them from the harsh environment with his front paws. Panic slowly started to fill his heart as he realized he had no idea where he was or how he got there. Minutes past but to the mouse it felt like hours. "Okay Chester calm down" the mouse said trying to ease his panic. Chester looked around for some kind of shelter as the sun beamed down on his tiny body. His fur was meant for forest biomes so it wasn't helping with the new sandy biome he was now trapped in. The heat was taking a toll on Chester's little body quickly as he crawled at the speed of a turtle across the burning sand. Little less than a hour later Chester collapsed on the sand as it slowly sucked away his very soul.
Minutes away from Chester was a sandy brown jackal. His name wa
Change Through Another's EyesChange Through Another's EyesChange Through Another's Eyes1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is a request story from Bowtothedrow
This story takes place in the same setting as The Whole World Went Away.
One day after first infection...
Magma churned within the oceans of fire that lay at either side of the hardened Dark Templars. Having been called to this writhing lava world they call Redstone V, a sizable protoss fleet had been dispatched to do battle with their eternal and hated enemies, The Zerg Horde. It was to be a glorious conflict against the insectoid abominations and the Protoss would surely win. Upon their arrival, they had built a moderate sized base on a remote island with very limited access due to the lakes of magma that surrounded it on all sides. This isolation forced the protoss soldiers to utilize transports to carry them above and beyond the fatal lava flow that churned beneath them. However, it did come at an advantage. Despite their difficulty in reaching and leaving their base of operations, it also meant that t
InThanks (The Prey's Poem)Take me in?InThanks (The Prey's Poem)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you please...
I trust you, don't you see
Don't be afraid,
You fit so well with me.
And i in you,
If you would let
me show to you just how
Can be yours
I'll give it all to you
Of all i desire to feel
Safety, peace and satisfaction
Being your meal
No, no harm
Not hunger or
Some charm of mine
Can make you
But i can't say
Just how much it'd mean
to me to hear you say
"I'll take you."
So you do...thank you!
I look inside your mouth
Warmth and wet, splashing around
But i'm not scared, i know you'll be true
It's not an instinct, no cannibalization
Anyone who says so? A perversity, oversimplification
It's love, it's pure
it's me being sure
that you will keep me safe within
The shelter resting beneath your skin.
Your swallow surrounds and gently grasps
But no pain, no fear, no collapse.
Such security in knowing you're satisfied.
It's only when i give myself do i feel
Joy, peace and love.