Pain fadesIf i could go backPain fades3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and take away all the times i've hurt you.
would you want me to?
People without pain think they're invincible, nothing can hurt them.
Then they find out they're wrong.
but i've done it,
we've been through it,
and we're still here.
And i am invincible.
that's how you make me feel.
Pain makes it real, but pain fades.
Love doesn't stop.
patienceThere comes a pointpatience2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you say
you have to.
Snow, Coacoa, and graveyards I will have only one reason to get out of bed today,Snow, Coacoa, and graveyards2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and it will be to make you happy.
because at the end of the shittiest day,
you still seem to make it better.
i wish everyone had a friend like you.
608.736998608.7369983 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass at dust particles falling down like liquid crystal.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass at liquid light, falling down onto a world of dust and making the air clean to breath.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass, and stand from my seat.
I walk to the door way and exit the threshold, moving through an arch of cobwebs and bone shards onto a splintered porch.
For 608.736998 days i've walked up this porch to my home seeing buttercups.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out to this porch and stand where the golden light slips into deep shades of red and orange.
For 608.736998 i've seen the most beautiful sunsets....
and every day for 608.736998 they've reminded me of you.
THE COOKIE. (JackxCookiexWren)**Jack and Wren are about to go into an intense thumb wrestle... but it blossoms into something much more than that. <3***THE COOKIE. (JackxCookiexWren)2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jack: *He quickly took out a marker and drew a smiley face on his thumb and wiggled it around in her face* lets do this! *grabs her hand*
Wren: *Her elbow jerks as her thumb twitches against Jack's, her tongue sticking out in determination. Suddenly, her eyes flash to Lorelei. In her mind, she thinks to herself, 'bitch had candy but didn't share.' However, being the polite demon hybrid she was, she whispered,* Woman had candy but didn't share.
Jack: *His happy looking thumb pounces at the other with a gratuitous amount of force, and it wiggled and spazzed all over the place*
Wren: *Her face twisted into a look of sheer might, realizing the man had her beat. Wren glanced at the cieling, whistling innocently, and stuck her index finger out to trap Jack's thumb* I WIN.
Jack: *If his thumb could scream, it probably would be from
Friendship is dumping a glass of water on yourself*goes to drink water*Friendship is dumping a glass of water on yourself2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
*POORS ALL OVER SELF*
hold on a sec
im goign to change my shirt
*drinks most of water*
*dumps rest on self*
oh my god i lov eyou
so much XD
OW - A Professor Reacts to the MurdersThe students hadn’t been the only ones disturbed by the string of murders that had recently plagued Otherworlde.OW - A Professor Reacts to the Murders1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It didn’t take long for whispers and rumors to fill the halls and classrooms—not with the obvious worry on students’ faces, or the anxiety and tension that was heavy in the air. Some students hid (for their own safety against other students*, as well as from the murderer), some thrusted themselves into the heart of the action, and then there were many others that were simply baffled and bewildered by the lack of interference by the teachers of the academy.
It was after the first murder that Professor Razik learned the source of this newly-developed unease. Quietly-spoken words echoed alongside the halls near his class and caught his attention. There were statements of a kelpie girl getting murdered and rather dark humorous accompanying ponderings of if the general education teacher would be next. At first he thought it was a joke. He thought that it w
Let it Be,autifuli.Let it Be,autiful3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Perfect moments are
No moment is
this ain't a movie.I stare through the window atthis ain't a movie.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
weak tree branches
being whipped by rain and
trying to 'understand' the
Living 50/50"I'm going to say something and you're not going to like it."Living 50/5010 months ago in Emotional More Like This
"Alright, go ahead."
"Well I'd like you to wear something feminine, when you accept your award in Washington D.C."
"Well, I just do."
"I think that when you see a picture of you, all womanly and dressed nicely, years from now you'll look back and be glad you were dressed that way,"
" and I don't expect you to actually listen to any of this, but I just wanted you to know. I think you should wear something that shows off your figure, not something straight from your father's closet."
...those come from my closet...
"Are.....I'm sorry how I dress bothers you...."
"Oh no no! I love how you dress! I've always loved it and all your life you've set trends and it's always so cool to see what you wear in the morning. I wish I had your fashion sense!"
....but you just said....
"It's just that you look so nice, you have a great figure, great arms, you're just gorgeous, a
OW: A Letter to WrenOW: A Letter to Wren2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wasn't sure why, but walking past Wren's door with The Skald, had made something shudder deep inside of him, bringing about feelings he'd mostly ignored until now. He didn't know what could have happened in that room, but something important, something he wasn't sure he had the right to enquire about.
Whatever it was, it had a strong effect on Phinneas; much stronger than he'd expected. He was thankful Z wasn't present in their shared dorm room for once. He enjoyed her quiet, unobtrusive company immensely, but he was relieved to be alone at this moment. He put the book down on his bed, and sat down heavily, holding his head in his hands. He took deep, steadying breaths.
What had she experienced in there that could affect him this badly even from the other side of a door?
He passed a hand over his face. A frown had furrowed the skin of his brow so deep it almost seemed like the wrinkles had been cut in to him. Trolls succeeded in life not just because they gathered data on the
dying takes practice.after a while you get used to the panic every night where you quietly rush to lock the doorknob you can't see and then, like a sigh of relief, hyperventilate collapsing and shaking on the bed. you wish you had a blanket or something on top of you, but you know it'd still be cold if you did.dying takes practice.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
you lay there and fade til you don't feel anymore.
you get used to waking up in the middle of the night with nothing in your chest and tears in your eyes - the ones you were wishing for earlier, just so you could at least feel something leak out. you don't even pretend to wonder why they're there. you don't pretend to act surprised. you wipe them off with a hand and draw your knees up to your chest.
eventually you'll fall asleep.
you get used to that moment in the morning five minutes after waking when you remember exactly what you'd fallen asleep to forget. at that point you just bite your lip and whimper a little before sacrificing your feet to the floor.
you wish the day wasn't going to be so lon
Hiems RP WorkshopOkay, so the first thing I'm going to go over is mostly mechanics of an RP post. Basically, I'm going to put up a post and dissect it for you to show how formatting works. 8DHiems RP Workshop2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
(SAMPLE POST - DON'T REPLY TO IT) Drake- *he had put out a memo that the strange green substance building up on the pool floors needed to be cleaned up, but it seems like Vlemmy is on vacation again, so he finally gives up and decides to do it himself* *as he approaches the entrance to the pool room, he notices the strange slimy material has leaked past the doors and makes a face* Oh, yeah, this is wonderful… *he drops the mop and bucket of soapy water he'd brought with him, deciding he needs to talk to the other hosts about how obnoxiously absent Vlem always is*
The first thing to notice is that the character's name is bolded at the beginning - this makes it easy to distinguish who's post it is, as well as is much more aesthetically pleasing. It sets
Otherworlde Host Club: Lemonade and KissesMEETING ONE OF THE OTHERWORLDE ACADEMY HOST CLUB.Otherworlde Host Club: Lemonade and Kisses2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Roxy: *she leaned back in her seat and smirked at the people in front of her* Welcome, *her voice was as smooth as honey and low and throaty* To the first Meeting of the Otherworlde Academy Host Club~ *the smile slipped from her face and her voice hit cold and hard once again* That is how we are expected to greet customers. That is the first lesson to being a Host.
Wren: *She blinked at Roxy, staring for a moment, before she burst out laughing at her voice. She was expected to talk like that? Wren wiped her eyes on the end of her scarf, her laughs finally subsiding. She cleared her throat and straightened her back; she recalled how people acted in her books, when they wanted to appear attractive. Wren took a deep breath, and then batted her eyelashes, looking up at her other members with fake bashfulness.* Welcome to the Otherworlde Academy Host Club~ *She said, her voice small and sweet, yet laced with provocativeness
Electromagnetics and ...Electromagnetics and Other Strong ForcesElectromagnetics and ...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we sit here and
your eyes drift off to
funny walks with
funny hats and
interesting tidbits of lives. i
wait there and stare with no
like deep, warm rivers pulling me closer. your
daydream comes back
down to me and
i notice my cheeks are
tight the little mouth corners
r e a c h i n g
for my ears. [it's
not their fault, they just
do what they're told,
like electromagnetism and love] but you
give me an eyebrow:
you laugh nervously. i
look away and
blood flushes skin but my
don't even try to hide teeth, because--
you just make me smile."
Oneironautin the dream i was happy.Oneironaut3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dancing in the
the drumbeat of my
warming my face,
as i turned. my
shut tight - laughingly,
knowing that [ nothing
i see will
even come close to
not a god, but
god-like, as time
folded itself into
corner of my fragile skull. silence
bursting from my lungs,
i am lost.
i am there.
i am beautiful.
faster than i can think, past
any event horizon, past
even my fingertips:
for nothing, but
the grass reaching for
me as i--
pineneedle skini wish you were herepineneedle skin3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to graze my
pineneedle skin, to hear my
breaths like quiet breezes through
leaves, each calling your name
to watch me with faithful eyes -
mumbling, fumbling -
as i nervously pick the
bark from a tree
You know what I mean?
'Cause I'm not even sure I do.
you'd probably smile that smile that
says i'm ridiculous, and
tell me that i always
think too much
i'd stop and feel the sweat
evaporating from my neck,
as cirrus drifted overhead,
minding their own business
and i'd listen the morningbirds that
don't need words to sing, and
Yeah, you're probably right.
Ink Stain BruisesI don't hold a pen theInk Stain Bruises3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
way you're supposed to.
I write like a little
to scratch my sick words out
as my hand drags itself
across the page.
And I can't
tell you how much the
on my knuckles look like
from beating myself
And I can't
stand to see me
BondingBonding2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"Come on Saber," Erin let out an irritated sigh at her familiar who was stubbornly perched just out of reach in a pine tree. Sitting in a way to make Erin prick her arms on obtrusive needles if she tried to reach up and get him down, "we need to bond for our club. Why are you being so rebellious now? You use to love hanging out with me. We just went for a walk yesterday."
The hybrid turned its nose up at Erin and let out an irritated puff of air. I'm not just some assignment! Getting up, the agile creature made its way higher in the tree.
"I never said you were just some assignment." She mumbled back defeatedly.
"We need to bond for our club" He mimicked and sat down heavily, stewing for a few seconds before letting out a puff, his fur stood on edge for a second before falling back into place. Climbing down the trunk, Saber jumped and glided on top of Erin's head. He pulled the hair tie from her head and n
RP: Letters and ConfessionsWren: *She jumped when she heard the sound of paper rustling, and cocked her head to see a small piece of paper slip beneath her door. She slid her legs off of the bedside, slowly walking to it, and held the paper between her scarred fingers. Her eyes scanned the words, her face expressionless as she read. When she finished, she stared at it, before sighing, and smiling sadly. Her entire being trembled as she tucked the paper in her pocket, and she opened the door, poking her head out of the doorway to see if Phinneas was still there. After taking a shuddering breath, she embarked down the hallway. When she came to his room, her hands shook as she knocked on the door, and she hung her head.* P-Phinneas... *Her voice came out small and hoarse.*RP: Letters and Confessions2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phinneas: *The Skald really was an incredibly good book. Of course, his kind and the Scandinavians had always been close, but he'd not learnt about their musical culture before. It really was very fascin
Danielle is 5 Years OldDanielle is 5 Years Old4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
George Orwell does not exist. He was not born in India. His father was not a drug dealer. Now who really existed was this dude named Eric Arthur Blair. He was born in Bengal, India on June 25, 1903. His father grew opium or something. I don't know. He wrote a lot of books, because he was a nerrrrrrd. His notable works were Animal Farm, a book about bestiality and 1984, which was completely inaccurate. Orwell was actually his pen name, cause he was too embarrassed by his drug dealing father to use his real name. He died cause he got tuberculosis, which kinda sucks cause I guess his books must have been really good or something. He had a pretty sweet moustache, and he kinda looked like Walt Disney, but Andrew doesn't think so. Andrew thinks he looks like Sean Penn. Ellice and I think that Andrew is pretty stupid for thinking that. Yahoo sucks. Andrew is really, really dumb for liking it. Google pwns it in the ass. Andrew also likes Zunes, and those are gay. Actually, everything that Andr
silence,sincerity mysilence,sincerity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sh(out)ed it,to your
just to try,and convince
you ( my[self] )
i meant it ;
i didn't say anything- be
i Didn't Have To .