Lesbian love...I look into your glittering eyes,Lesbian love...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I see the reflection of everything I am.
I think about you often,
and I wonder what you think about.
I wonder what you like & don't.
Each time I see you again, I can't breathe.
You make me speechless and I want to stay in your eyes forever.
When I cannot speak words,
you simply give me a perfect, brilliant smile,
and yet again,
I am breathless.
From the first moment I saw you,
I knew that there was something different about you.
Your beauty shocks me,
I fall down in surprise.
I can't believe you're in my life.
Something so delicate,
yet so far away.
Something so beautiful,
but hidden away.
The reason I feel this way,
there's no rational explaination.
I don't understand it.
All I really know is I feel so much for you,
and I hope you will too.
Cheshire Cat-Pandora HeartsCheshire Cat-Pandora Hearts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes the color of crimson
Clothes black like nightingales
Chalky white skin
With disinterested gaze
Hair dark blood and disarray
Claws covered with malice
The kitty smells evil bringers
To hurt its lost master
The calm but volatile cat
Protects its masters harsh memories
From the master herself
But you job is done
Go to sleep
And perish within your maze
Made by the Abyss
-ERROR - English TranslyricsTranslyrics by JoyDreamer-ERROR - English Translyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can you see the tears I cry? Slowly falling from my eye
Blurring all the colors of living
Why did you leave me standing alone to drown?
I'm calling and I am falling down
This blue and red and white is just blurring in my sight
I am shouting from the world here inside me
I am not really sure what I'm looking for
I'm tired chasing to comprehend
I'm wondering when it will end?
Am I breaking down again?
I am breaking just like then!
But I want to know that I am breathing, I'm breathing
I wonder if I just saw you
I am dreaming hoping for something new
The words are stuck that you stand for - ERROR
On a distant day I see light swaying away
And it's overflowing up in the high sky
Can you decide and tell me, what is your choice?
My tears are welling up by your voice
The consciousness is floating by
Melting all I feel and I see the world inside me get blurry
What are you standing there and comparing to?
I'm sad, I'm fai
NipponThe cherry blossomsNippon2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
are always expectant
before an atomic explosion.
Distracting Thoughts1:04Distracting Thoughts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why are you texting me?
You're thinking. It's distracting.
And you can't just tell me? I'm right here.
True. But given the nature of your thoughts I doubt you would appreciate me saying anything aloud.
That's unusually considerate of you.
Not really. You simply become difficult when you're embarrassed.
And what makes you think the nature of my thoughts are embarrassing?
Well I doubt low lighting is responsible for your pupil dilation.
I can't help it that you're sexy when you're deducing stuff.
You think I'm sexy?
I do and you know it.
True. Still nice to hear.
Is that anyway to speak to your Exception?
Lestrade is giving us weird looks.
Of course he is. We're texting each other despite the fact that we're within earshot.
Maybe we should stop.
Why? I'm enjoying this.
You're here to solve a crime
Star Trek: Sigils and Unions--Flash2371—The Time of the Maquis Uprising—24 hours remainingStar Trek: Sigils and Unions--Flash3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The 2305-series Starfleet Type-I hand phaser lay in pieces on the sixteen-year-old human boy’s desk. His dad had managed to hide the old weapon from the Cardassians when they’d beamed down for their first ‘security sweeps,’ but he hadn’t exactly managed to hide it from his own son. Hadn’t even noticed his prized phaser had been gone for three days already.
It baffled the boy, as he installed the beam collimator he’d managed to scrounge up, how his father could complain about the Federation as they abandoned their people to politics, how he could complain about the Cardassian jackboots and do nothing about it. He couldn’t even be bothered to tuck tail and run when the Cardies took over, let alone stand up and fight like the Maquis were doing.
And now, the boy marveled as he clicked in a power cell he
Dream Come True"Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck FUCK!"Dream Come True4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I threw my pencil across the room. It hit the wall and fell on the floor, breaking the lead. WHY THE HELL did I have to make everything harder? After all, except for the fact that he was the most gorgeous, sexy, cute and kind man on earth, there was absolutely no point in loving him. My band mate. My best friend! Hell, this was killing me.
"Frank?" he stuck his head through the kitchen door. Shit, what's he doing here? Oh, yeah, I had totally forgotten the guy attacks the fridge in the middle of the night. "Something wrong?"
"Well, yeah It's just Y'know It's nothing."
He made a face and walked through the room. He sat on the back of the couch, facing me. I dropped my head; I couldn't look him in the eyes. Oh, great, I'm such a lost case. Pathetic.
"C'mon, Frankie-boy What is it?" Well, y'know It's just that I was thinking I love you so much and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you Yeah, stuff like t
Spirited AwaySpirited Away4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Kindred aka DarkSiderMoments
*Sorry for any bad spelling for grammar*
Chihiro stood facing the group of people coming to shake her hand and to say sorry for her lost, three days straight saying sorry bring her food that involved egg or jelly of sorts as hurt and as sad she was she put on a brave face holding back the tears, she still hurt from car crash, cuts and bruise lay across her body, "Oh Chihiro I am so so sorry my dear girl what are you going to do with this house?" asked a friends of her mother who has been trying to sell their home since they moved in 8 years ago when she was 10, Chihiro looked at her and took a deep breath before saying
"I am going to stay in this house as long as I want and I am not going to sell it seem it is mine!" she said walking away from her.
As she waited for people to leave her house after the wake that she didn't even want, she looked around the empty house listen to it settle creaki
SmileRogues were typically known to be silent and deadly. Cerylia Dawnwing had never took that to be literal, though, until she first met He Softfoot of the Golden Lotus.Smile1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had to look up to see him—not unexpected, as his large Pandaren frame dwarfed her tiny sin'dorei self. At first she expected him to speak, in the typical deep, friendly tone most male Pandaren possessed, but he only smiled politely and bowed. At her side, his brother Lao Softfoot explained. "Oh. He does not talk. But that's all right, isn't it? You don't need words to get things done."
Cerylia came to understand this meant He was mute. She, at first, thought he was just a quiet person, but through all the deciphering of his pictures and hand gestures, she realized he really couldn't talk. But as Lao said, that was all right. Unlike the loud, inelegant Lao who was skilled in battle but made for a most un-stealthy rogue, He moved like water through enemies. They never noticed this giant bear tiptoeing amongst them
springsПружиныsprings5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Пружины старенькой кровати
Скрипят в квартире наверху;
А я не сплю совсем некстати
С угрюмой завистью в паху.
И я овец считаю вяло,
Лениво глядя в потолок,
Dance: FrerardFrank pushes a note in front of me.Dance: Frerard4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gee come to my place before the dance yeah?
I wrote a sloppy reply while our teacher wasn't looking.
Frank smiled and shoved the note into his planner. He turned his attention back to the screen where Bear Grylls was eating goat testicles.
The bell rang and I rushed out of the classroom, heading to my locker. All the way through the hallway you could hear the preppy girls say things like, "My hairdresser is adding blonde highlights!" or "I can't wait to get my dress on!" Then you heard the non-preppy girls saying tuff like, "I can't wait until this is all over." Or "I'd love to rip out all the hair on her head."
The guys, they weren't interesting. They just talked like guys, no dance on their minds.
"Hey bro!" my brother said when I got to my locker, which was right next to his.
"Act a little more excited!"
I raised an eyebrow, "Um why?"
"Dude tonight's the dance."
"And why should I be excited?"
He glared at me. "
Childhood of a Serial KillerAt age three, he discovered wax. He stuck his fingers in the flame of a candle at his birthday party, and poked the wax until it scalded his finger and formed a white crown on his fingertip. Two days later, I caught him pouring wax on the cat.Childhood of a Serial Killer6 years ago in Horror More Like This
When he was six, he took his neighbor's pet frog and put it in a tray. He filled the tray with water to make sure the frog didn't dry out, then he put a lid on the tray to make sure the frog didn't escape. Then he put the tray in the freezer for a week. He also did this with his sister's pet fish, his uncle's pet rat, and a butterfly he found in the garden.
When he was eight, he went over to a friend's house and seemed to take a special interest in their dog. After he left, they noticed it was missing. They found it a day later, all of its fur pulled out, having gone through the drying cycle in their washing machine eight times.
When he was ten, he took one of his grandpa's hunting traps and caught a raccoon. He couldn't figure out how to open th
PrussiaxReader .:Sally's Song:.PrussiaxReader .:Sally's Song:.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
"Gil, if you would just listen to me for a second," you pleaded, grabbing the Albino's arm. He pulled away from you, crossed his arms defensively, and turned his back to you.
"No, I've already heard enough. Stop vasting my time!" he shouted. At that, he began to walk away.
"But Gil, I really think this is a bad idea! Elizabeta is my best friend! I know these things! I don't think this is going to turn out the way you want it," you protested, following him.
"And you know vhat I zhink? I zhink you're jealous!" Gilbert accused, turning to look at you again, fury burning in his crimson eyes.
"Jealous!? Why would you say something like that!? You and Elizabeta are my best friends in the whole world. I only want what's best for you!" you sho
APH: Hospital Beds.The hospital room was clean enough; Toris could give it that much. It held enough beds for six, all filled, but any disarray was sorted out in time. The beds were simple and easy to take care of. The walls and floors were plain. Patients were compliant, if only out of being too weak to do anything else. He couldn't call it quiet, however, even at night.APH: Hospital Beds.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sharing a room with five others was made more comfortable each time someone opened his mouth to speak. Sometimes, it was just to comment aimlessly, and their already soft voices trailed away. Other times, conversations were struck, open to anyone, even just to listen. When comfort couldn't be found where they lay, past their pain, they found it in each other. Few visitors filled this need.
After the sun set, the sounds most often heard were creaking beds and moans of misery.
Doctor visits were rare. They cared about their patients--they made this clear when they had time to spare for them. Room after room was filled with ailing people,
1410 Tannenberg Pru Liet Pol14091410 Tannenberg Pru Liet Pol4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Next year we either conquer the Crossed Knights or we perish as a nation, and as individuals."
A year after those words were spoken, the combined armies of the Teutonic order stood across from their Polish-Lithuanian counterparts. Both sides had gathered everyone willing to fight. The West aided the Order, aiming to vanquish the powerful Polish-Lithuanian union as well as spread their Christianity. The East wished to protect their own rights, and stop the invasions that they had been suffering for years now. Unable to risk an all out war, Poland and Lithuania had suffered countless insults from the Order, and numerous occupations of cities and annexation of land, and they had been forced to suffer silently.
When the declaration of war had been announced, they had no other choice than to collect their resolve and face the Order head on. They said that the numbers of the Polish and Lithuanians gathered were greater than the Order's, but it mattered little. The Order,
The House Дом напротивThe House5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ты что в себе таишь, о дом напротив?
Ответь мне, суету или покой?
Быть может, кто-то травит анекдоты,
Или уже уснул после второй?
А может, кто-то сына наставляе
Being An Orphan Sucks. -IntroGerard Way had been four years old when his parents died. They had been drunk and had run out of booze, so they thought it'd be a great idea to drive down to the liquor store to restock. And, like any responsible parents, they couldn't just leave Gerard and his 7-month-old brother Mikey at home all alone, so they brought the boys with, never even thinking that their plan might not have been so great until they'd blown a red light and smashed into an SUV. Their kids survived the crash; they weren't so lucky. Mikey walked (or rather, crawled, seeing as he was so young) away with only a few cuts and bruises, but Gerard had been put in an ambulance and rushed to the ICU, where he spent several days. The doctors hadn't really thought he would make it, but he had pulled through. He couldn't remember anything about that night, but he still had the scars, the most prominent being the one that ran from the back of his headBeing An Orphan Sucks. -Intro3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Coward's HeartWere confidence placed in boundless joyA Coward's Heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and night airs sweetly scented
dancing to a rhythm band
reveling in senses,
hopeful heart's desire
would ease my
For sparrow I had kenned her,
dreaming tender love;
yet she a raptor
- nothing taming;
matched in kind.
A coward's heart I grimly bear -
from peace estranged;
this blighted soul
For giddy love
- within my grasp,
it's sensual clamor bending;
now felled by fear,
then ravaged there,
and cast adrift
Six word story.Don't worry world. We'll get there.Six word story.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trampoline :Frerard:Frank: 5Trampoline :Frerard:3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Frank and Gerard's mothers were friends, so it was only a matter of time before they became best friends. At first Gerard had stayed by his mother's side during the Iero's visits, and he would watch his little brother, Mikey, and Frank play outside on the trampoline in their backyard. He would watch curiously from behind his mom as the two laughed and jumped around outside. One day, Gerard slowly, but surely left Mrs. Way's side and stepped quietly outside where Frank and Mikey were sitting in front of the trampoline, talking and giggling. He paused for a moment, not quite sure if he should bother them, but then continued forward. As he stood in front of the two younger boys they looked up at him curiously. he spoke very quietly, obviously nervous,"Uh, c-can I play with you?"
"Yeah, okay," Frank pulled on Gerard's sleeve,"You can sit by me." Gerard sat down in the grass nervously beside the younger boy and kept his head down, not talk