silent screams.taste the venom between the smackingsilent screams.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of twin lips as they break their joint spine
and revel in the sound of death drilling
behind your eyelids until alone is a sound
you think you might want to rest in.
close your heart and button up the shutters
and board up the doors until the wind howls
and the chain is beating against the wood
with a hollow sound like a fist knocking,
but you know better, because no one has
knocked on this door since thirteen hundred
days ago when time was starting and you
had fresh pain[t] and a bright smile.
music hurts in the way of your skin peeling
and love is too bright to even look at and
the voice you want to wrap up to swallow
your breath is strangely missing and no
matter how hard you try, this absence
is just the lack of anything and you can't
drown in nothing no matter how
damn much you want to.
your back is in knots and your head is in
pretzels and you're screaming without making
a sound and crying without dropping a tear
and your flesh is melting all
The After-PartyYou ready to go? Jace asked.The After-Party6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Clary looked over at him. They were sitting at the bar in Magnuss house at a party for something. She couldnt remember exactly what the occasion was. She nodded and got down from her chair.
What about Izzy and Alec? she said as she scanned the room. She saw Izzy talking to a faerie knight and Alec and Magnus were on the other side of the room.
They can take care of themselves, Jace said following her gaze. He turned back to her. Lets ditch this joint.
He placed his hand at the small of her back and guided her towards the door. He grabbed her light coat off the coat rack by the door and helped her put it on. Then he held the door open for her as they exited the building.
The streets were practically empty and the Institution wasnt that far away, so they decided to walk rather than take a cab. Jace laced his fingers through Clarys as they walked down the street. He glanced at her ou
CourageCourage is notCourage5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
being strong and brave
courage is not
slaying the foe
courage is not
laughing at danger
courage is not
courage is pain
courage is forgiving
courage is standing
Something with tits in itSoporific, sublunary lassitudeSomething with tits in it11 years ago in Open More Like This
Pilfering roe, abed
Pinions, sprockets, fabulous vise
dixrwma matiaμε τη ματια καρφωμενη στο πατωμαdixrwma matia8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
και τις αναπνοες της να συμβαδιζεουν με τον ηχο απο τους δειχτες του ρολογιου
ετοιμαζε τις αποσκευες των μικρων στιγμων ...
αυτες οι μικρες στιγμες που την εκαναν ν
Denmark x Reader ~The Moment of a Couple~~The Moment of a Couple~Denmark x Reader ~The Moment of a Couple~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A group of children ran past you laughing at each other as they gave chase around the park. You couldn't help but give a little smile at their innocence and free will. They seemed so happy. By now, your legs had grown uncomfortable of trying to support yourself on one side of the seesaw. There wasn't anyone on the other side so if your legs gave way, your entire body would fall towards the ground.
"What are you doing out here by yourself?" a voice asked from behind. You immediately whipped your head around and found yourself staring at a familiar face. It wasn't hard to recognize your colleague from your Statics class. Aside having a loud voice, his wild blonde hair and smiling face was easily recognizable in a filled lecture hall.
"I-I-I…" you stammered.
"Hey, aren't you the girl in my Statics class?"
You swallowed a lump in your throat and immediately brought your eyes to the floor. You didn't even talk in class! In fact, you sat all the way i
TonightYour thoughts are sullied and torn -Tonight1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear them whisper from your ears,
torturing you with truths you would
rather forget. We do not speak of this
often, but tonight is different. Tonight,
the moon is full, and the clouds
weep the syllables of your name. Tonight,
the air is thick with hunger, and nourishment
zests from your veins. Tonight...tonight,
the doves sing wretched melodies through
misplaced strands of your hair. As your words
give way to impasse, the grass stills beneath
your trembled fists. I kneel beside you
on broken branches, trying to remember
the cadence of your favorite star. But I think
we have both forgotten.
Dragon Age Daily Meme: 30-Day Hawke Challenge30-Day Hawke ChallengeDragon Age Daily Meme: 30-Day Hawke Challenge2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Day 1: The Basics
Why are they named that? (Your reason and their parents' reason)
Birthday (Click for link to the Dragon Age calendar.)
What would their astrological sign be, thinking of the months of the Thedas calendar as rough equivalent of our calendar. Does their personality fit that sign? (Click for a link to more info on astrological signs and personality traits associated with them.)
Picture? (Screenshot or artwork, if available.)
Bonus Question: Were you at all disappointed that your Hawke could only be human and that there was no option to make a dwarf or elf PC for the game?
Day 2: Appearance
Eye Color? Hair Color & Style?
JC 3'o clock trainingJC 3'o clock training6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
White. She had been staring at that single sheet of paper for so long it burned her eyes. Frustrated, Clary tossed her sketchbook to the side of her bed and pulled her knees up to her chest. She ran her hands through her wild hair and kept them there on her head, fistfuls of red in each. Why couldn't she just get the picture down on the page? It burned in her mind and her fingers, itching to be drawn, yet she still struggled to see it. It was in her somewhere, and she felt it but couldn't reach it. Releasing her hair, she picked up her sketchbook and flipped it open almost viciously, and then dropped it again. There staring up at her was Jace. He managed to send her nerves flying even from off of a piece of paper. She ran her finger lightly across the paper, she almost smiled to herself, imaging that she could feel his hair on her skin. She pulled her finger back. St
Kittens.Kittens.6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Kittens are evil I tell you, its true!
With fur made of Velcro and super glue.
Their big yellow eyes are poison no doubt
And they hack and they gag til their insides are out.
They paw and they claw and they shred all your stuff,
Theyll reduce your couch to wood splinters and fluff.
They cough and they purr and they hiss and they mew,
And if you arent careful theyll scratch you up too.
But one thing so bad it can top all of that:
When a kitten grows up it turns into a CAT.
Nude Art PetitionIt seems that DA suffers from an over-representation of female nude photography compared to other types of Nude Arts, and that male nude, especially, lacks the representation it deserves.Nude Art Petition9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This petition proposes :
_To enlarge the nude photography category to a NUDE ART category.
_To split this nude art category into a FEMALE NUDE ART and a MALE NUDE ART categories, which would both have their own gallery director.
This would ensure a better representation of male nude and other sorts than photographic nudes in the Daily Deviations and on DA.
Clary's Real NightmareCLARY'S REAL NIGHTMAREClary's Real Nightmare6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
WARNING MAY BE SPOILERS!!!!!!!!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BOOKS!!!!!!!
This is a week after Jace and Clary meet at Taki's and Jace tells her that he only want to be her brother.
Sitting in Luke's spare room on the bed, looking at her finished drawing, a stab of pain twists through her abdomen, she leans over the bed glad that she hasn't eaten anything and also glad Jace isn't here he'd make a fuss over her keeping quiet about being sick, 'Stop thinking about him' She chastised herself, this is the second time today, as she finished leaning over the bed the shrieking sound of the telephone rings, hoping it's not Jace again.
"Clary," yelled Jocelyn
"Yes" Clary called back as she walks into the lounge room where mom and Luke are.
"I'm not here, I don't want to talk to him" Clary whispered, shaking her head, hoping he didn't hear her.
Walking back to her room, she remembers that afternoon at
KLIK- BIB BIBκλικKLIK- BIB BIB8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"μονο σενα θελω μονο, γα κανενα δε σηκωνω τωρα πια το ακουστικο"
εινα εκεινη η στιγμη λοιπον....
με την ελπιδα να το σηκωσει παλι και να σου πει πως σε αγαπαει
και θα αλαφρυνει τοτε η καρδια
Clary's Real Nightmare Part 2Clary's Real NightmareClary's Real Nightmare Part 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
WARNING MAY BE SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!!!
Continuing from Part 1, Clary has become more sick than she thought so there's more to her sickness in this.
Running for her life, as fast as she can, knowing she carn't keep it up any longer, the pain in her abdomen is increasing, dots of black are covering some of her vision, she has to stop running, she see's another alley, runs into it, hides in the corner where it's dark, she's becoming increasingly sick which is not good, ready to scream out in pain and also ready to collapse. Jace walks past checking down the alley's, cause there are a couple on this street, the last of the alley's he checks, also checking every dark corner there is, when he spots a moving figure. Clary.
"Clary" Jace said with reconition
She cringes against the wall at the sound of his voice, in to much pain to answer, he walks closer to her see her properly, her legs carn't hold her up anymore, slidi
Clarys Real Nightmare Part 3Clary's Real NightmareClarys Real Nightmare Part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
WARNING MAY BE SPOILERS!!!!!!!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!!!
Clary got bitten by a greater demon the size of a sprite, she didn't feel it bite her at the start of the first part, sorry I didn't add it before.
In the infirmary as Magnus is checking her over to find out whats wrong, the others are outside waiting for the news if she's OK, Jace is having a harder time with it so, he decided to go to the greenhouse, replaying the conversation he had with Alec.
"I'm going for a walk" Jace said, clearly upset about her
"Do you want me to come" Alec said with worry
Jace just walks away, to the greenhouse, knowing Alec and Isabelle have allergies.
"Izzy...." Alec never got to finish what he was saying cause Magnus walks out of the infirmary to see only Alec, Isabelle and Simon.
"Where's Jace?" Magnus said with relief, knowing Clary was alright, and that she would be waking up soon, to a lot of pain.
"Don't know, he
Heavy Metal(title: Heavy Metal)Heavy Metal8 years ago in Open More Like This
it absorbs the blood in which my veins drip out
I just listen to music and let my soul shout
It takes every sad moment and fills it with rage
because lyrics are written every word on the page
I listen to metal because it frees my pain
it says how i feel...the words i cannot explain.
My Love For YouMy Love for YouMy Love For You10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I once longed to meet you,
To finally get the courage to say a word.
My lips part and I say that word.
Now I have met you.
I once longed to know you,
To know you heart and dreams.
To know the way you longed for me too.
Now I know you.
I once longed to hear your voice,
You voice which calms me so.
The soft whisper of a secret wish.
Now I hear your voice.
I once longed for your touch,
The sweet, soft warmth of your hands,
The silent thought of romance.
Now I feel your touch.
I once longed for you,
To meet you and know you,
To hear you and feel you.
Now I have you.
Just one more dance,
Just one more song.
This time I won't let go,
This time I won't let go.
The Incredible Hulk Nightmare (Updated 18/02/2014)The Incredible Hulk Nightmare (Updated 18/02/2014)4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Incredible Hulk Nightmare.
My name is Chris Harvey, I'm 13 years old. I live in Peterborough with my single father Christian, and I am diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. As with many children like me, I had my dreams. Most of my dreams were good, but of course, there were the occasional bad ones too...particularly in the night. You know that feeling when your mortal body falls asleep, but your mind is still wide awake? Doesn't everybody sometimes wish that they could enter their own little dream world and never come back? I suppose though, it depends on what kind of world you are thinking of. In this case however, the dream world I was going to imagine, wasn't to be a good one.
~ ~ ~
Anyway. There I was, snuggled up under the covers one Saturday at midnight. The sky was pitch black, the moon was high, and there were no clouds. I was dressed in my night garments under the covers, which consisted of a cotton red long-s
Clace FanFictionThe banging sound is behind the thick door. Do I dare open it, and see what terrors hide behind it?Clace FanFiction2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yes, I tell myself silently, flicking my blonde fringe out from my face. I must.
As I turn the cold knob, I almost expect a deadly silence, like I’ve read in so many books. But the thumping continues. I take a deep breath and open the squeaky door far enough for only my slim figure to squeeze through.
It’s just as dark in here as it was out in the dank hallway. Taking another calming breath, I tiptoe slowly into what feels like the centre of the room, ready to strike if anything were to attack me. By now, the banging sounds more like the echoes of the occasional creak of bedsprings.
I walk around slowly, attempting to feel for anything unusual. My bare feet trip over a thick book and I stifle a surprised gasp as I fall, landing onto a bed. There’s a light scream and I feel legs shuffling beneath my back.
“Clary!” I say. “It’s just m
MachinesMACHINESMachines6 years ago in Open More Like This
Sometimes people remind
me of machines.
They go about calling
facts of the task at hand
to mind in bleak
We condone convention
to panegyric oaths
mouthed in boredom
by shameless shamans.
"Thanks for a job jolly
well done," becomes our epitaph,
and the joke of history
is, "I think
I . . . huh?"
SilenceI am the wind raging on the sun-scorched desertSilence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
which sweeps the sand and suffocated those who can not find the way
I'm a sand storm, which destroys the lives
Then silence, total stagnation
I'm the blood that flows from your open body
Rub your dead skin with red spots
I feel your cold and your slipping being
Then silence, total stagnation
I am a wolf howling in the wilderness
who recently lost his entire herd
Until the day will pass finds him shot by fools
Then silence, total stagnation
The Immortal Regret.The Immortal Regret.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see upon a hill,
the setting sun, fleeing from the night...
The moon coming above that horizon for the kill,
to rise and banish to darkness all light.
Though time brushes over creation,
I live on, a slave to immortality.
Though I was the choser of my own damnation,
Twas humanity that was the cause of my brutality.
Now the world around me decays,
unlike my flesh and mind...
Time has left my future in a haze,
and the changing world has been unkind.
I see upon a hill, but another slope downward,
where the pointless journey continues on...
unto to no end is my existence forever moving forward
Nostalgia is dead, as my past is forever gone.
DepressedDepressed8 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Once again all alone
I suppose I must deserve it
I'm clingy and annoying
Obnoxious and dense
Rash and silly
Lazy and obsessive
Sometimes I hate myself
I want to draw people in
But only push them away
I cry so much lately
Because everything hurts
Maybe I'm not meant to be happy
I force my smile
I fake my laugh
Does anyone notice?
Does anyone care?
It's not "Like Me" to be so
Depressed? Upset? Angry?
What is 'like me'?
Someone tell me
Because I don't know myself anymore
Once again, as before
I'm all alone