As solid as a WilsonAs solid as a WilsonAs solid as a Wilson4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gregory House limped away from the remains that once were his motorbike. There were flames and smoke everywhere that made his vision blurry. He tried to get away from the danger. Danger. Hah. Gregory House didn't know what danger was, he thought bitterly to himself. He sighed as he sat down in the grass. When he looked at his motorbike, he wondered how he actually got there. It seemed like ages ago he was pulling pranks on Wilson
'Morning sunshine.' House said cheerfully when Wilson came in, still wearing his pyjamas. 'Morning' Wilson grunted back. Dark rings under his eyes showed signs of the long nights at the hospital, the many patients and relatives he had to comfort and the pain he had to see every day. 'So, any plans for today?' House asked while he held out a mock with coffee to his friend. 'House, please, not this morning, I'm tired. I had the worst night ev.. What is that?!' He spat out his coffee, midsentence, with a disgusted look. He wiped
Sex is...Sex is sacred,Sex is...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sex is dirty.
Sex is bodies driving against each other for pleasure,
For reproduction, for love, for need.
For desire and lust, and want and passion.
Sex is something that every human wants to do,
Needs to do,
Sex is the driving force behind our minds,
Pushing us forward and preserving us in time.
Fucking and loving, caressing and holding.
Tongues moving together and folding
Bodies against bodies, and sex against sex.
Sex is the want, sex is the need.
To push together and forward, spilling the seed.
Sex is beautiful, sex is rough.
Sex is grinding and moaning
Sex is gentle and moving.
Sex makes us cry, sex makes us laugh.
Sex is a secret, hidden away,
Sex is a pleasure, brought out to play
For new life or for fun, sex will be had
And if you don't like it, well that's too bad.
Dammit Daddy Don't Touch MeDammit Daddy Don't Touch Me11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They're dirty hands,
Keep them off of me!
Don't touch me.
No, especially not there.
DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME THERE
Don't feed me those bullshit lines anymore,
I've outgrown them.
I know better.
I know this isn't right.
I know the reason
I'm not supposed to talk
Isn't because you
Don't do this for mom anymore
And it would hurt her feelings.
ITS BECAUSE ITS WRONG!
On so many differant levels
DAMMIT DIDN'T I JUST FUCKING TELL YOU
NOT TO FUCKING TOUCH ME THERE?!
Can't you fucking listen daddy?
Can't you fucking care?
No, you don't.
You never fucking have
You wouldnt have fucking started touching me.
Putting things in me.
Letting your friends do the same.
If you fucking cared,
You wouldn't fucking let that happen.
Nor would you do it yourself.
Dammit daddy, don't touch me.
Don't fucking call me a slut
I'm not a fucking slut.
Stop fucking touching me,
I'm especially not YOUR slut.
I fucking hate you daddy.
Llamas with Hats Human AdaptedLlamas with Hats Human Adapted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Carl, there's a dead human in our house!"
My best friend-and roommate-Carl, was in the kitchen, doing the dishes, which was odd, because Carl never did the chores.
He shuffled over and poked the dead body with his foot. "Oh...hey...how did he get here?" Blood was pooling on the floor, from multiple stab wounds in the dead man's chest.
His lying tone was obvious. I stared at him, alarmed. "Carl, what did you DO?!"
He waved a hand nonchalantly. "Me? I didn't do this."
"Explain what happened, Carl!" I said angrily. These kinds of things seemed to happen whenever I went out...
"I've never seen him before in my life!" Carl protested.
"Why did you kill this person, Carl?!"
"I do not kill people. That is..." he couldn't help glancing back towards the kitchen. "That is my LEAST favorite thing to do."
I sighed. "Carl, tell me exactly what you were doing before I got home."
He frowned and shifted
Dear Dr. ShrinkI stepped outside the door and IDear Dr. Shrink8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
flew out of my mind because I
just thought you should know.
I told you everything I swore
that I would keep inside but I
just thought you should know.
I don't know where I am right now
I feel a little weightless and
I wonder if that's right.
New questions rise where old ones fell
I feel a little naked and
I wonder if that's right.
Am I being told what to feel?
If so, I guess, I think, I know
...it's better than what I'd had.
To see the picture on my own
instead of through a mottled lens
is better than going mad.
OneshotHe had been liking her for as long as he could remember. Not that she ever seemed to notice, of course. She always seemed to ignore anything to do with the green skinned male. Truly, she still held a grudge against him for taking away something she had worked for her entire life. Usually, if she ever had to come in contact with him, she would treat him worse then dirt.Oneshot1 year ago in Romance More Like This
But that didn't stop him from finding her presence to be a relief from reality. He would find himself staring at her from across the room, his crimson orbs opened a little wider then usual. No, she never looked back at him. Yet that never stopped him from gazing at her with a blush sprinkled across his cheeks.
After some time, a big headed boy began to notice his enemy's obvious fondness to the girl that was so intent on pretending he did not exist. At first, he found the whole situation very amusing, and began taunting the alien relentlessly about his crush, which usually ended with the human having a pain in a place th
Trick.At 2:12 the coffee pot said 3:13.Trick.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was left then with only my stems
and they were reaching..
reaching out at me -
dying to be unearthed.
It's a nasty little habit;
bad enough when I bite at the roots
but it worsened when I ate the stems
It created lifelong scars
both physical and mental.
And it's so thick that they carve
right through the clothes I wear:
My shirt and striped fedora.
It endows my physical scars
with hands of their very own:
Hands that tear at my skin
Hands that pull the stems
right out from their roots
hands that aren't my own.
Now I could take these little pills,
but they won't solve the problem.,
they'll supress the symptom, sure
but they can't get rid of
this thick monster inside of me..
And I can't seem to either.
Snowsharks ...PART 1Snowsharks ...PART 13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Snow sharks! Snow sharks! Snow sharks! Wandering through the woods
I listened to the toasters, gazooing in the trees.
The mice were all a flutter, singing out of key,
I blame the little bullfrogs growing out my knees.
"Bob," I sad, talking to a log, "Why do you wear your underwear on the outside?"
"For the sexy jellyfish and their Corvette ride."
The tyrannosaur just looked at me and made a little giggle
He liked to wear a bowling shirt that said "Mr. Wiggles."
So merrily I skipped along the forest trail
Being quite sure to step on every forest nail.
Why there were rusty floorboards on the forest floor I have no idea
And what the heck rhymes with idea?
Mr. Wiggles just shrugged his tiny arms.
Just then a pink Glorbnorb crossed my path. Now normally, this wouldn't be a problem, Glorbnorbs inhabit the wilds of North Dakota all the time but this one caught my attention.
Because you see, this one was wearing a white belt and purse after Labor Day, and red ruby slipp
Llamas With Hats 2 [Human Adapted]I watched the burning ship sink on the horizon, then turned to my roommate, who was sheepishly grinning at me. "Carl, what on Earth was all that?"Llamas With Hats 2 [Human Adapted]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm not sure what you're referring to," he said innocently.
"You sunk an entire cruise ship, Carl!"
"Are you sure that was me? I think I would remember something like that." He sat down on the floor of the lifeboat we were in, crossing his legs and looking up at me.
I crossed my arms. "Carl, I watched you fire a harpoon into the captain's face." I didn't even know how Carl knew how to fire a harpoon!
"That sounds dangerous."
"You were head-butting children off the side of the ship!"
"That, ah, must have been horrible to watch." Carl's expression said different--he looked like he was enjoying this.
"And then you started making out with the ice sculptures!" I cried, exasperated.
Carl smiled, as if in doing this, he'd been doing a great service to society. "Thank god that the children weren't on board
Every Dog Has Its DayThere once was a dog who wandered the streets. He was a kindly dog who did not have a home.Every Dog Has Its Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes, he would see families at the park playing with their dogs. How he wished he were one of those dogs. After a time, he decided that he would try to befriend one of the children that played in the park. He was overcome with excitement and haphazardly ran toward a child while yelling "Hello!" over and over again. He had almost reached the child when, suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his side. A man had kicked him causing him to yelp in pain. He never went back to the park again.
Despite that incident, it did not deter him from trying to find someone who wanted him. The dog promised himself that if he should ever find someone to love him, he would return that love a hundredfold.
One rainy morning, as he was searching for food, he happened to come across a pet store. Inside, he saw dozens of
Journey OnJourney On3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Distance stretching into forever,
Drifting across the sand and snow,
Bonds to form, bonds to sever,
The path is rough, travel is slow.
You may be used,
You may respected,
Some will be abused,
Some will be protected.
You must journey on,
Alone or by companion,
Over the next hill lies dawn,
Venture through field and canyon.
Just remember, all things end,
You may be without a friend,
But eventually you'll ascend,
You will achieve that goal
And you will transcend.
Comrade, may fortune follow where you go.
The same goes to you, my bitterest foe.
the Pumpkin Kingthe Pumpkin King2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Claudius, the Pumpkin King, sat upon the field
Wishing for hands with which to yield.
"The king of the patch I am today
And all within my sight I hold sway."
"The crows do pay me homage, the mice bow with respect.
The bees buzz in lowered tones, and flies fly with wings in check"
"The scarecrow stand my honored guard,
and function as my nightly bard"
But upon all this I'd trade my woes,
Just to scratch this itch upon my nose!"
.: Emotions :.Happiness, Sadness.: Emotions :.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are you choosing which to debate?
So mixed up, do you want to hear?
Is this what you wish to be powered?
So many things, do you want to pass by?
Do you feel this creation?
Mixed up, Lost
Is this how you wish to be born?
Which emotion do you truely wish to feel?
Marik Plays TOMEMarik Plays TOME2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Okay, so Bakura told me he’s tired of just sitting around watching me play video games all day. I can’t imagine why… At any rate, he appears to be serious about this (he even made his little stubborn-pouty face) so, in the interest of preserving our evil alliance, I agreed to separate myself from my console for a couple of days.
I never said anything about my PC...
Ha ha ha, I am so wonderfully evil! The fluffy fool cannot possibly begin to imagine that I am really still playing video games behind his back! Well, technically it’s more like an online RPG, but my plan is still SUPREMELY EVIL. That’ll teach him who really wears the leather pants around here.
Hmm, let’s see… This T.O.M.E. game is supposed to be some kind of virtual-reality-type-thing… I don’t really know how it works, but it reeks so badly of money and arrogance that I’m sure Kaiba’s hologram technology is involved. Although it really doesn’t have a
Monogamous Yu-Gi-Oh Ship ListThis is an ongoing project that is open to contributions.Monogamous Yu-Gi-Oh Ship List4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Please read the description before critiquing or asking questions.
Generally Accepted Shipnames
Admireshipping - Kotsuzaka x Mokuba
Adoptshipping - Gozaburo x Seto
Adviseshipping - Priestess Aishizu x Mana
Agileshipping - Anzu x Vivian
Airshipping - Thief King Bakura x Priest Shaada
Akinshipping - Sugoroku x Ryouta
Anagramshipping - Priest Karim x Marik
Angelshipping - Rafael x Ryou
Angstshipping - Marik x Ryou
Anruishipping - Shaadi x Yuugi
Antagoshipping - Yami Bakura x Seto
Supreme Antagoshipping - S0 Kaiba x Yami Bakura
Apparishipping - Roba x Kotsuzaka
Apprenticeshipping - Mahaado x Mana
Aptshipping - Hiroto x Isis
Aquaintanceshipping - Hiroto x Roba
Ardentshipping - Hiroto x Shizuka
Argenshipping - Pegasus x Ryou
Arrogantshipping - Seto x Mai
Artichokeshipping - Yami M
Let's Meet AgainLet's Meet Again3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Where was her child?!
There were sounds of terror and anguish all around her as the stone structures crumbled, fire blazing high into the night sky. The monstrous forms of the machines were silhouetted against the blazing smoke and the pale light of the moon. Everything seemed to be moving so slow, but it was happening all too fast at the same time
That's when she saw the child.
Through a part in the mass of panicked bodies fleeing the city, there was her child. Her heart fluttered in relief, taking a step forward to ensure the safety of her offspring
Until the stone buildings on both sides of the road began to fall.
Her eyes widened as the chunks of rock tumbled down, directly above her child. No
A pair of strong arms wrapped around her cloak, preventing her from running beneath the massive stones. A voice, firm but gentle, shouted to her above the din of chaos.
"No A'zuha! There's nothing we can do!"
The female, A'zuha, struggled with all her migh
Taking Solace in a Nightmare 1His eyes burned into mine and I wanted to cry. Yet the tears wouldn't come. They had never come for me.Taking Solace in a Nightmare 15 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Please please please, understand " he gasped out as his breathing became more shallow and his eyes began to close.
" I don't think I ever will." And in those words, my whispered explanation, was his last breath.
For a second before it his eyes had been black, jet black, and so cold with his fury, his hatred. For a second I wanted to return that look.
After all how could he know? How could he possibly know what I had felt as I had nailed his wrists to the bedroom wall and watched as he died in pain. I could only stare enthralled, captivated by the mere notion of his death.
And it had been so beautiful. Nothing should be that beautiful, that terrible.
I took one last glance at his corpse and ran my hand though the blood that covered the cold linoleum floor, mar
GUIDED IMAGERY FOR HEALINGGUIDED IMAGERY FOR HEALING6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
GUIDED IMAGERY FOR HEALING BODY MIND & HEART
THE MIND HAS ENORMOUS POWERS OF HEALING THE PHYSICAL BODY, AS WELL AS THE EMOTIONAL/SPIRITUAL BEING, & CAN BE USED TO IMPROVE ALMOST ANY TASK THROUGH IMAGINEERING.
This is a powerful tool for Imagineering yourself to:
To be the kind of person you want to be
Achieve a Specific Goal and Improve Skills (even Sports)
LET GO of Negative things like STRESS, Depression, Sadness, Anger, Hate & Frustration;
Reenergize and Revitalize Yourself, Renew Hope
Improve Self-Confidence, Self-Worth, Self-Image
Fantasize Romance, Love, Intimacy and even Sexual Intimacy
HEAL Grief, Illness, Injury and to Forgive People or Yourself
Helping you Make Freinds and Ask For Dates
Manage PAIN an
EmotionCrazy -Emotion9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Constant thoughts in shallow showing,
overflowing, never knowing
who the creator of these once was.
those who seek to tame the skies.
Thoughts are clouded,
by fiery eyes.
tears now blending
in with deepened pools of blood.
all good thought;
just turn and run.
String LoveString Love5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The Piano notes, die under
the cold hands.
can be broken
and yet the heart is very strong.
Through your notes
I find the greatest inspiration.
thanks to you
the water inside my instincts flows.
Freely with happiness
as now I really understand
the uneasy words that come
from the sounds I hear when you arrive.
You don't need to speak
I just want to dream
only to let the hurt be stronger.
between your hands,
the instrument on them.
The perfect moment
as I start to realize
I have recklessly seen from far away
for a moment your expressions become more than clear
as if you were really here.
I don't want to open my mouth.
The words that will come out
they just make it worse.
I should know
that memories don't fade away.
So easy is to let go,
so easy is to fall in love
I should know
the hands once held
now cry in misery.
How are you?
Let It Show ThroughI'm cut up from the inside outLet It Show Through9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It seems that my true feelings are starting to
s h o w t h r o u g h
No more black and blue
on the inside
It's time to bleed
It's time to show the world how I've been feeling
Oh, how my stomach has been reeling
I feel so bruised and broken
I feel so gone
If I'm aching like this on the inside
how is anyone to know the real pain?
How can anyone seem to understand
if I don't give them a visual?
Oh, how I ache
The world is spinning
and it's out of my hands
Some things are just too far gone
Even something so simple
I don't seem to understand
So it's time to let it out
Time to let it show through
and leak the truth through my veins
Frankenweenie Fanfiction Chap. 2Frankenweenie Fanfiction Chap. 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Frankenweenie Fanfiction chap. 2
His parents were fighting again. It did not bother Nassor very much anymore. He had grown used to it. They fought about a lot of things, but mostly about family. His father, Herman Karloff was always inviting his relatives to stay when they were anywhere nearby. His mother, Mary Shelley Karloff did not appreciate this. In her mind, Herman's relatives were a bit too strange for her taste and she wanted to keep them away from Nassor because she did not want him becoming as strange as the rest of the Karloffs. And now he could hear them again, passing his room and going down the stairs, their voices raised.
"Herman I don't want to hear another word about it. Of all the people in the world, why Uncle Ardeth?" His mother was obviously very disturbed by the thought of this Uncle Ardeth, and this intrigued Nassor.
"He's coming all the way from Egypt, the least we can do is give him a place to stay. Besides, he'll probably be busy. He's bringing ancient Egyptia