The dangers of Pre-School"Remember to be good and play nice, okay?" Steve said, crouching to be on the same eye level as Peter. The young child nodded.The dangers of Pre-School3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"If anyone gives you trouble tell them your dad is Iron Man and he will kick their asses." Tony added and received a glare from Steve.
"No one will give you trouble, Peter." Steve kissed his son's forehead and got up as Peter ran inside the building.
"Pre-school can be tough, you know? I don't know if Peter's safe. Maybe I should just get my suit a fly around the place a few times."
"Tony, you're being paranoid." Steve was laughing as he grabbed Tony's arm and basically dragged him out of there.
"No I'm not. What if someone hits Peter with a stick?!"
"No one will hit Peter with a stick."
"You don't know that, Steve!" Tony whined.
"You are not spying on our son on his first day of pre-school." Steve kept dragging Tony by the arm.
"Tony." Steve stopped walking and turned to Stark, hands on his shoulders. "We have an entire day all by ourselves. We c
Ask You Out"It stuns me how some people just don't see the obvious." Natasha muttered to Clint. The team had just finished a mission and they were in that Shawarma place Tony had suggested in the first day they worked together. It has become a kind of tradition.Ask You Out3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are you talking about?"
"Just look at Rogers and Stark. I can smell the sexual tension between them and they just don't see it. How hard can it be to see that someone is attracted to you?"
"Tell me about it." Clint replied ironically, scratching the back of his neck. "What do you think someone should do on a situation like that?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... Hypothetically, say I'm attracted to you and you have no idea. What should I do?"
"Go for it, take the risk." Natasha replied without hesitating. "Maybe I feel the same for you, maybe I don't, but you don't know until you try."
"But things could get weird if you say no."
"If things get weird, then I'm a bitch and don't deserve the attention you give me."
"So, even if I'
Distant Voices-Dedicated to those who saw only oneDistant Voices2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
solution to bullying and to their loved ones
You mocked me,
socked it to me and left me there pleading,
and I the foolish one who'd ended up believing,
nothing quite so unrelieving.
Shrill laughter cackles down corridors of learned shame,
all I absorbed here in the manner of my haunting,
was my defense of self seeming always left wanting.
A moment alone with each, caught apart from the rest,
I tried to ask some for reason, begged mercy for their treason,
I tried to do my best.
They fouled the air I breathed and made my sanity scarce,
they pointed up the worst as though I was some monster,
later wishing I had guessed their farce,
equanimity ticked slowly behind me,
had become too sparse.
Burning embers emblazoned with venom spits of bile,
oh we have not seen each other in quite a while,
since you last met me I have grown some teeth,
you can find my name now
Lately...Lately I've been thinking, if the stepsLately...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I've taken were meaningful at all
I'm not sure if my conscience helps me anymore
Maybe faith is guiding me through this storm
My heart feels like it's being torn
By the one who I've cared about the most
Shadow KissShadow Kiss2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Red lipstick stains her windowpane
She’s unbeknownst to lovers' eyes.
Although her soul may ache with pain
One wonders why she never cries.
Her lips they trace a victims face
She’s torn her heart out like a weed.
Although her body rips like lace
One wonders why she doesn’t bleed.
Nightfall beckons her weary mind
She plays in shadows amongst the creeps.
Although the truth she cannot find
One wonders why she never sleeps.
She breathes in a flutter of nervous lust
While her amber skin presses onto him.
To whom the one she can entrust?
Then sadness breaks her body’s whim.
Something is stirring deep down inside
An impression left by the one she fears.
No longer empowered by selfish pride
Confound to why she sheds these tears.
The tears, they dry upon her cheeks
This unknown feeling fatigues her so.
Along with fuchsia blush, it streaks
Apart from which no one can know.
She shakes off despair with a whip of her hair
Then in her chest, there awakens a beat.
This heavy p