Taming of BeastI will be your islandTaming of Beast10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you have depths like plunging seas
wash upon my soft shore
I can feel you drowning in your need
I hear you beckoning love
Come to me
Like a sinking ships last call
My hope will keep you buoyant
Blessed CurseTo derail the myth or fantasy that beautiful flesh has meaning or virtue or spiritual depth,Blessed Curse11 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
I stand on my proverbial cracked, and broken soapbox with an audience of one who was captured by no fault of his own.
Physical beauty is similar to an ultra wealthy individual who will never know if its truly love or simply shallow greed lying beside him.
Is cellular allure an asset?
Possibly, certainly it is a time sensitive one as the doors opened by such allurement close quickly;
unless you have the staying power of compassion and intellect.
Does a beautiful facade make life easier, less painful?
Life within a pressurized can is excruciating.
It may hurt even more to be under a microscope as all the dirty, bruising stumbles and falls of life take place.
How do you have a healthy relationship when your exterior makes you subject to the base desires of our species?
How do you not objectify yourself when the entire world does?
Hard lessons, tougher consequences and the will to shine so bright f
Cold TurkeyJust one more timeCold Turkey10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I swear I'll quit
for a taste of bliss
Stop aching for the sudden rush
spreading through my blood
one more hit
one more toke
one more bang
one more shot
right in the vein
before I go slap insane.
What the hell?
Who am I kidding?
I'm stone cold addicted
to her sinning.
Hooked forever on silken lips
and the swivel in her hips
stoned from the scent
of her hair
as my fingers linger there.
I'm just a junkie for her touch
high on the taste of
strung out love.
Pure SeductionAllow me a sweet morsel of your timePure Seduction11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To remove the static numb
Of internet speed.
I will give you in return
The slow, rhythmic, dance
Of a lovers need.
Breathing hot life
Into your untapped dream
Let me drench you
In connected release
Leaving you spent
In ardent steam.
[Zutara] Betrayal of the Heart* PART 4[Zutara] Betrayal of the Heart* PART 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
The kiss before they invaded the fire nation.
She had entirely forgotten about it.
Her first kiss.
With her best friend, who was also like a little brother to her.
The feeling in her stomach grew worse.
Is this what people are talking about when they say you get 'butterflies in your belly'? She had always imagined it totally different, more like happiness and joy instead of guilt and sickness.
Was it wrong to kiss him? Does he have a crush on me? Am I having a crush on him? Am I raising his hopes for something more than friendship?
So many questions and no answers.
Everyone was tugging into their dinner greedily since Katara entirely forgot to fix lunch for them. The mood was lightly and happy and Katara let herself get swept with the mood, trying to forget her worries.
She noticed Zuko looking at her sometimes during the meal in what looked like agony. She got annoyed and gave him a dirty look so he would look away.
If she only knew Zuko could feel her pain himself because
Future HistoryFuture History5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
20th Century AD
Man ventures into space and visits the Earth's Moon.
Various exploration vessels are sent to planets within Earth's Solar System.
The Sky Union is formed and with it the foundation of modern temporal science.
The first Tier (human genetically engineered to be smarter) is born.
The first Tier engineers the second generation of Tiers.
Cycles of mistrust, conflict and war ravage humanity as the full impact of Tiers to society is realised.
Majority of African and South American continent along with low lying landmasses now inhabitable as Green land ice sheet disappears.
Average human creativity, memory, problem solving ability, empathy and data processing continue rise exponentially as a result of ever improving technology and Tier-Human interbreeding
Rare Earth metals r
On the Subject of Finding XI'll have you know that I've just spent a considerable amount of time searching for x. I've looked in all of the places that x might plausibly reside, and even in some places where I assumed x would never be caught dead, but I've come up empty-handed.On the Subject of Finding X5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I checked to see if x was under the bed, perhaps hidden among old school notes and forgotten art projects and lonely orphan socks. I scoured the closet, checking in every pocket of every innumerable pair of jeans, which, trust me, is no mean feat. I screened for x in every drawer of every dresser in every room, but it was all to no avail.
I proceeded to flip through all of the books that have stubbornly accumulated by the side of my bed, all of those novels unread and read and reread. Thousands upon thousands of dog-eared pages were turned once again, the worn out words flying by to form nonsensical stop-motion sentences, but it was all for naught. In all of those tens of thousands of pages, the x that I was looking for was nowhere to be
Be My __.Be myBe My __.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
HALO: The Return - Prologue2553. That was the year that the war had ended. The Prophet of Truth, killed. The Covenant, annihilated. Gravemind, disintegrated. The entire universe was saved by two heroes.HALO: The Return - Prologue8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One thing was for sure. Everyone else was safe. The Earth was retained in its natural beauty for the most part. The humans and the Sangheili were under an alliance. Only one thing remained a mystery however.
What had happened, to the Master Chief who had vanished into thin air, along with the backend of The Dawn. One thing was for certain. Everyone believed him to be dead. Or was he?
Worms and Massage ChairsA few months ago I had some time off work, and a friend of mine suggested I visit 32314. I spent the following 3 weeks there, which proved to be a very interesting experience.Worms and Massage Chairs4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somewhere between the bridge house and the hotel, a child leaped upon my back and started pummeling my shoulders violently. Fearing for my life and wallet, I tossed the parasite against a wall, much to the disgust of the passers-by. The child then flared his teeth in a way which my translator interpreted as "biscuits", though I'm sure he meant something more profane. Needless to say, it wasn't the best start to a holiday.
Upon entering the hotel I was greeted by another of the large worms, who extended a tendril in some sort of gestural greeting. He kept his tendril extended for quite some time, after which I realized I was probably meant to reciprocate the gesture, so I stuck my hand out too. He then grasped my wrist and started caressing my hand with his tendrils for another extended period of time, after which
Important BookThe torn page destroyed the ending.Important Book5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Back to DecemberBack to December5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Back to December
She stood there, staring. The door was polish wood, the dark color a bright contrast to the white carpet in the hallway. She sighed, still staring at said door and wondering what to do. Should she knock? Should she just leave the letter she'd written and go? She didn't know what to do. It seemed that her courage was going to fade on her, if she didn't make a decision fast. Dropping her head, she sighed and raised her hand.
The door opened.
He was more handsome than she remembered. His dark hair was falling in his eyes, and in desperate need of a hair cut. His nose, lips, chin, and jaw were all the same, as were his eyes. Those eyes that even now, were seeing right into her soul. He'd always been able to do that with those eyes of his. Dark blue, the same color as the oceans on a summer day. The same eyes that had made her fall in love with him so long ago.
Taking a deep breath and stepping back from the door in surprise, she gave a weak smile to his shocked face, along
SymptomsSymptoms6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Make my ribs protest
Like coins against the iron
Of ketons in my breath-
Heart's steps resound
Lungs fail to aid me
Of never waking up.
What I Learned at SRU -28-What I Learned at SRU -28-5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N: This chapter was delayed due to life being crazy as I get ready to move, writing a very condensed Pokemon one-shot, and a particularly difficult scene to write, which I am actually going to save for next chapter. I will start warning you guys of 'music' scenes ahead of time. This chapter has one in the last scene (Thursday), link at the end of the chapter.
What I Learned at SRU
Chapter 28 - Hold
- Tuesday, November 16th, 2010 -
"What? You guys don't want to meet him now, or something?"
["Toph, Dear, we didn't say that, we-"]
"I finally have a boyfriend I really care about, and you guys refuse to meet him."
["Thanksgiving is a family holiday, Toph, we want time to focus on each other, not-"]
"What? Excuse me? He is like my family, thank you very much! And if we stay together then eventually he will be your family, too!"
["Dear, your father and I just worry that if this boy comes with you it'll give you an excus
Heart-BeatNight floods my eyes, I see nothing at allHeart-Beat6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And further away than I could ever dream
There is just a heart-beat to whisper my call.
I draw all your focus by playing my role
Of prey in the dark, unaware of your scheme
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all.
But light is a pulse demanding its toll,
Collected and kept as a maddening gleam;
There is a just heart-beat to whisper my call.
And though eyes are alert I am still as a doll
When like a tide, rising nearer you seem
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all.
Unescapably locked, I am bound to fall
Into the void of your gaze oh so grim
There is just a heart-beat to whisper my call.
You tighten your hold and deadly is this ball
My pleas go forgotten, a meaningless stream
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all
There is one last heart-beat to whisper my call.
Not againns again. Yesterday I...Not again5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
missfirei think i want to fall in love,missfire5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rose petals from the moon
under a blanket of black night
no threats of the silence
writhing up my spine
to hide from your light.
when we catch fire again,
charcoal will soothe the burn,
run the red right out of the embers.
you mean more
than every streetlight in this city.
The Gay Rights DebateThe Gay Rights Debate:The Gay Rights Debate4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Why Gays Shouldn't Have Rights
Did you know homosexuals aren't actually people? They are merely organisms mocking the human body, but have a few key differences. One is obvious: these creatures enjoy having sex with members of the same gender. Another good example is that homosexuals don't have blood like ours; their blood is a highly corrosive acid. Seeing as homosexuals aren't really human, these creatures should not have any rights. However, some people believe these creatures should have rights, some specific examples being the right to marry or the right to adopt our children. This, however, would make no sense whatsoever, because only humans should hold these rights.
For one, homosexual marriages would change the foundation of society. Marriage is an institution of church and state, which is not at all separated by any document governing our land. Besides, religion's influences on marriages haven't changed at all. Jews can't marry interfaith, and div
don't fuck with the Corps adTo the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannahnight before last.don't fuck with the Corps ad4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Date: 2010-09-27, 1:43 am. E.S.T.
I was the guy wearing the black Burberry jacket that you demanded that I hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on me and my girlfriend, threatening our lives. You also asked for my girlfriend's purse and earrings. I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important message.
First, I'd like to apologize for your embarrassment; I didn't expect you to actually crap in your pants when I drew my pistol after you took my jacket.. The evening was not that cold, and I was wearing the jacket for a reason.. my girlfriend was happy that I just returned safely from my
2nd tour as a Combat Marine in Afghanistan. She had just bought me that Kimber Custom Model 1911 .45 ACP pistol for my birthday, and we had picked up a shoulder holster
for it that very evening. Obviously you agree that it is a
very intimidating weapon
when pointed at your head, isn't it?!
I know it probably
embarrassmenti hope loudly.embarrassment5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's a bad habit
but i can't silence
it's a misery,
speculation an amber glass
through which seeing
leads to wishing
leads to believing
in the impossible
that might turn possible
with the luck of the stars
in our midnight sky.
if you are here,
i won't turn my cheek.
i'll hold and not
let go, i'll never
catch and release.
turns to fretting
turns to worrying
leads back to memory
of shared wishes.
if i am there,
i am falling
The Great DrakeHe rose from the ground as the very earth split in a series of jagged scarsThe Great Drake3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Molten lava would burst from these wounds, as his wings eclisped the shimmering stars...
The Great Drake Serogar, once laid to rest in the warm womb of Gaia
Had once again awakened, to discipline those who had earned his ire.
Humans and Dragons were killing each other, senselessly bathing in the coldest of blood
Yet all their efforts amounted to nothing and opened the gates for a terrible flood...
For in the realms of the Nether; where the creatures drank of the dark well of Midnight
A rift had been torn of violence and hatred, spawning the children of Blight.
The demonkin arose from this artificial scar, fueled only by their need to destroy
The forces of darkness laughed at us blatantly, for this had been their devious ploy!
Serogar shook his head and cried piteously, for this was not the world of which he had dreamed
He roared defiantly at the creatures of darkness and met them bravely as he screamed:
I walk aloneI walk alone5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All I really wanted was more.
More of you,
not that cheap whore.
What are you thinking now,
as I tell you I know,
and you wrinkle your brow?
I may not be cupid
or a fortuneteller,
But i know you're playing stupid.
You think a little innocent lie can help you here,
you think the end surely isn't near.
I'll tell you once more,
I've found out you're nothing but a whore.
Where is he?
The one to hold me close,
the one my family approves,
the one I'm not emberassed to talk about?
He's surely not in you.
You're surely not mature.
My footsteps are alone,
one after another, after another, after another.
No support, but I don't need it.
I was raised strong.
I was raised to stand on my own two feet,
not to be babied by some ugly prostitute like you.
You only wanted one thing,
And you knew I wouldn't give it to you.
And so, I walk alone.
Under Better Circumstances 12 - Among Other ThingsTitle: Under Better Circumstances - Chapter 12: Among Other ThingsUnder Better Circumstances 12 - Among Other Things3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/Pairing: Commander Nevada Shepard (femShep) and James Vega
Chapter 12 Among Other Things
Traversing through the dock's holding area was gradually becoming a depressing sight. The crowds continued to grow as more and more became refugees from the Reaper invasion. The photographs on the Memorial Wall piled atop each other, stained with the tears of their successors. Nevada disliked venturing through this level of the Citadel. It served as a painful reminder that she could be doing more, fighting harder and finding ways to bring this war to an end sooner.
Coming across the first make-shift room, she stumbled upon her shirtless Lieutenant. With his back towards a batarian tattooist, he appeared to be enjoying himself. He caught the familiar silhouette of his endearing Commander from the corner of his eyes and immediately began glowing.