The Sea Hurts Because of YouI mailed you a box of seafoam so you could hear the ocean. You grew up somewhere without water, didn't you? I thought you'd like it, but... but then the seafoam leaked out the sides of the box, leaked just like the blood that flowed from your mouth did that day.The Sea Hurts Because of You3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When the ambulance came and took you from me, I was scared.
No, that's not true at all.
I was terrified, I was scared shitless, and I thought I'd never see my Anne again. I was so out of my mind that I couldn't even tell you what my name was if you'd asked then!
I'm sorry for scoffing right there. A little irony got stuck in my throat. And I'm sorry for crying, too. Some of the seafoam got in my eyes and damn, salt stings!
...anyways, I should get back on topic, eh? Not that you care. You're dead, aren't you? Stiff as I was when you first showed me what you looked like naked and we...
No, I can't finish that sentence. I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm trying to pretend that everything's okay and that by addressing you it's
Simonette : Datelized Chapter 3-All I Need Is You.Simonette : Datelized Chapter 3-All I Need Is You.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
While Jeanette was taking Simon back to the room, Dave was dressing up quickly.
"Guys, I need your help. Simon is injured badly." said Dave.
"WHAT? You gotta be kidding me!" said Alvin.
"I'm serious, Alvin. Jeanette called me recently, she said that she needs help." said Dave.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go! I hope my brother is okay!" said Alvin.
So, Dave took all of them to the park. Meanwhile, Simon was still injured but luckily, he can speak softly.
"J-Jeanette? Is t-that you? Ouch, my body hurts!" said Simon, mumbling.
"Simon I'm so glad that you're okay! Don't move a muscle, Simon." said Jeanette, gasping.
"So what was the truth you're sa-" mumbled Simon, then he fainted.
"Simon!" yelled Jeanette.
I hope he's okay! Oh lord, please help him! Please! I'm begging you!" whispered Jeanette.
Dave an the munks arrivedm rushing to their room, as soon as possible.
"We're here! Oh my god! I'm calling 911!" said Dave.
"Simon! Jeanette! What have you don
Simonette : Datelized Chapter 2-First DateBefore Simon and Jeanette went out to have a date, Simon asked Alvin about dating while Jeanette was asking Brittany the same, dating.Simonette : Datelized Chapter 2-First Date3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Umm..Alvin, I need your help." said Simon.
"I know. It's about dating, right?" said Alvin.
"How did you know?" Simon asked Alvin.
"Yesterday, you and Jeanette were playing chess. I heard that Jeanette was asking you to date or not." said Alvin.
"So, any ideas about dating, Mr.Awesome Alvin?" Simon asked Alvin.
"Well, just imagine that date is like hanging out with someone." said Alvin.
"That's all?" said Simon.
"Yeah, I guess." said Alvin.
As Simon gets ready to dress up, Jeanette and Brittany were talking about dating.
"C'mon Britt, you don't want your sister to be sad, depressed, don't you?" said Jeanette.
"I'm thinking." said Brittany, thinking.
"Aah, here's one. Just think that dating is like hanging out with someone. Also, while your dating, talk about things like hi favorite band, or something." said Brittany.
"Got it! Any more idea
Meet Me In The Pouring Rain It was just another typical night at the Seville household. Dave was still at a meeting for work. Alvin was just sitting in the living room playing video games. Theodore was cooking dinner. Nothing exciting. In the basement were two chipmunks working hard at a science project for class. These two studious munks never seemed to get distracted by anything when working. Tonight, Simon couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She was wearing skinny blue jeans that showed off her perfect hips. A purple v-neck long sleeved shirt and black flats went along with this. Half of her hair was pulled out of her face while the rest was hanging loosely around her beautiful face with slight makeup on it. Who can forget those cute, purple glasses of hers? She was just perfect. He has been catching himself staring at her like this a lot lately, but he just couldn't help himself. There has been a feeling he has been getting since they started high school. Now being juniors, he felt that he should dMeet Me In The Pouring Rain3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Star Crossed Lovers(chp.1)Star Crossed Lovers(chp.1)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a cold winter night and the moon was casting its light over a small forest on the outskirts of a town and just out of site near the top of a tree sat a rather large tree house.And on the porch laid a chipmunk boy in a tattered hoodie and jeans,and he was just staring up at the starry night sky.When he saw two shooting stars cross paths with each other,and a smile crept across his face as he remembered the words that someone once told him.He quickly lost the smile he had only moments ago and it was replaced with sadness and regret he wiped his eyes in a futile attempt to stop the tears from poring from his eyes.As if in sync with his emotions storm clouds began to gather and pour down rain,and the young chipmunk took refuge inside the tree house.
The interior of the tree house was rather simple it only had a simple twin size bed,a shelf with a small radio,a window,and hung on the wall was a picture of the young chipmunk standing next to and holding hands wi
Simon Hot Tub StorySimon took off his hoodie and laid it aside, then slowly slipped his body down into the warm water of the hot tub. He let out a long sigh, relaxing as he sank further into the nice hot water. It felt good on his fur, and he was more than content to sit there, taking in the refreshing warmth that spread from the bottom of his feet to the tip of his tail.Simon Hot Tub Story4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The concert tour had brought them to a secluded little ski lodge, up in the mountains somewhere, far away from the ravenous crowds and the omnipresent paparazzi. He really didn't mind all of the attention, none of them did, Alvin least of all. But Dave had said that sometimes it's necessary just to get away from it all for a little while in order to rest up and recharge, and Simon couldn't agree more. So when Alvin and Theodore decided to go play in the snow outside the lodge, Simon decided it was the perfect opportunity for a little alone time.
And what bett
DW: Those Words"I love you."DW: Those Words2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The words roll off his tongue with unexpected ease. He, of all people, knows how short a human life is, knows that every single second matters and should be treasured. He does not have the time to stall, unlike his Time Lord counterpart.
He pulls back from her, watching her face for any signs of emotion. For a moment, he is scared. Why would she choose him? He is almost as human as she is, albeit with a Time Lord brain. He does not have the TARDIS, nor all of time and space to offer. Why choose that, when she could have all of time and space on a plate?
His thoughts are quickly silenced as she grabs the lapels of his jacket and kisses him thoroughly. His eyes flutter shut as he starts to kiss her back, savouring the moment. A moment he hopes will repeat itself soon because kissing Rose Tyler is mind blowing, amazing and absolutely fantastic... or at least those are the closets words he can find in this inadequate language.
Suddenly, the sound of the TARDIS interrupts the
Would you?Would you?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you still love me
When I grew old,
When my hair is gray
and white, thin?
When I no longer
Would you stay
by my side,
When I cannot recognise
who you are;
To remind me
each day, each hour
who you are
because I suffer from dementia?
Would you promise
to love me for who I am,
for who I will be in the future:
for better or for worse?
Silence.When the silence comesSilence.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we will be called the contemplators,
originators but never innovators.
We will serenade ourselves at night
with the arabesque pinwheels
of the unquantifiable, and the inescapably
abstract pooling behind
Abstract and abstruse.
It's in our nature
we are the tawny wings
pasted on scrawny and thick
bodies, waiting for anyone to turn
on the lamp and suck us in.
We hope for heaven,
and only get burned.
But when it comes
we'll be waiting. We were never
not storytellers, because no one
ever wants our stories.
We're the ones left behind
but left intact. Nothingness
is a wholeness in itself.
It comes not as we were told
it was about time to get rid of fairy tales,
the sparkling suburbs of bliss.
No one cares about gold-paved streets
when the mundane is over-processed,
cheap, and impure.
It will arrive one day
and everything will return to
its beginning: the dead will
rise and fall again, Adam will
flow back into God
20 things NCIS has taught me20 things that NCIS has taught me20 things NCIS has taught me6 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. NEVER forget Gibbs coffee
2. NEVER put sugar in Gibbs coffee
3. NEVER talk to Palmer about Lee
4. NEVER call Abby Abigail(Except for Ducky)
5. NEVER slap Gibbs
6. NEVER call Gibbs Leroy or Jethro(Except for Ducky and Jen)
7. NEVER let Ziva drive
8. NEVER leave Tony in charge
9. NEVER talk about Siberia
10. NEVER tell Gibbs what to do
11. NEVER get Ziva angry
12. NEVER bring up the name Ari or the death of Kate
13. NEVER disturb Gibbs in the interrogation room
14. Burt the hippo farts, not Abby
15. McGee has issues with being called Probie
16. Dont let the car get stolen
17. You cant get Abby near an autopsy ever
18. Tony likes to watch girls swim
19. Dont let Tony interrogate a girl
20. Without Caff-Pow Abby would crash
So take this list into consideration .and look out for Gibbs he is EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!
NorwayxReaderXIceland - The Competition (Request)NorwayxReaderXIceland - The Competition (Request)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You cheerfully walked down the street, whistling a happy tune. You looked around a little before spotting the two people you were looking for. Ah! There they were, just having a small conversation in the park.
"Hey! Ice, Norge!" you called, waving and running over.
The two brothers looked over at you, before both getting up to let you sit down.
"You can sit here, ________. I can stand" Norway told you, ignoring an annoyed Iceland.
"No! She doesn't deserve your seat! She can sit here!" he fumed, pouting like a child.
"Stop being so immature. You'll never get a girlfriend that way" Norway told him calmly, not looking at him.
You had to chuckle to yourself at the little arguments they always had because of you, but you never expected that they liked you.
"Well, I was going to the café, but thanks" you told them, pointing to the small café across the park.
"Oh, okay" they said at the same time, standing next to you.
"I'll take you there myself, so you won't get hurt"
AdamI think you are myAdam2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Adam; God made you and then
pulled me from your side.
The true strength...The true strength...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dana always helped her comrades in need: be it a simple assistance or full scale assault on enemy outpost she never refused! She asked much of them, and it was only fair, but there was one oddity in this particular mission. It was not about Garrus, not about his wish for revenge, not even about Harkin and Sidonis It was about how quite it was!
In her life Dana Shepard had seen many battles, many fights Shots, bullet whistles, rough feeling of a cold rifle bud on her shoulder and snapping sound of distorted shutter were as habitual to her as very breathing. She was a soldier to the bone: tough, agile, swift: battlefield was her home there she felt alive, needed, and capable of doing something, something important!
But there was one side effect to all this: she hated quietness for her it felt like being deafened by the explosion, except she couldn`t simply fell on the ground, roll to the right and take cover and then shake her head to make world around sound aga
Let GoLet Go7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Letting go is hard for me
I wish I could do it physically
Because I feel like I know
No other way
Than to distance myself
And get away
But it doesn't help.
Just the opposite.
My ears don't comprehend
My heart keeps iron grip
No help your hand could lend
Talking is of no help
Writing just regresses
What am I to do
Except bring it before You?
Because I'm grasping
At anything I can reach
To save me from drowning
To land me on the beach
Everything reminds me
It's just second rate
And only with You
Will I ever escape
But lying this before You
It is mortifying
The ugliness, the stench
Makes me feel like dying
And the last thing I want to do
Is disappoint You
And since I'm already there
How does Your love remain true?
This same old fight again
It's ripping at my soul
I fight with all that's in me
But I just can't gain control
Am I determined to fail
To fall as deep as I can
Before I'll finally admit
To my brokenness?
The tears I cry
You want to dry
I just have t
This Life's LessonsSometimes we must rememberThis Life's Lessons7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But we always should forgive
We don't really begin living
Till we question what life is.
Sometimes the truth and lies
Are reverse what people say
And we are the most at peace
When we stop getting our way
We can't understand this all
Yet we feel we must try
We feel with our spirits
Yet seek logic with our eyes
These pages tell a story
But that's not all that it is
But some so called facts stop many
From even noting this
We love a steady beat
As the music of our lives
Yet with dream of great adventures
That can not be realized
Then a true change comes to us
And gets quickly locked away
Tell ourselves the lie that we will
Fix our lives another day
We act like we're so smart
But our minds lead us astray
We want life to have no limits
Morals just get in our way
And we stretch them as if we
Surely know what's the best thing
Our world is a flimsy board
That is hanging by a string
Yet we walk up to the edges
Swinging it all back and forth
We explore it all and claim
Family - To TracksNever be alone againFamily - To Tracks7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am now here for you.
Never be sad again
I am here to wipe your tears.
You will be a little bird
Cuddled up in this little nest
With his mom reaching out
For him, for his every need.
A miracle happened already
The Love who united our hearts
Before we even knew that you and I
Were going to be son and mother.
Hold my hands now, my dear child
And work with me to get this Love
Grow and grow until the end of the world.
Character Description FormCharacter Description Form3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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This form will give me a sense of how to draw your character! Please copy and paste this text into a note or deviation. Highlight and type over the parts that aren't in bold. You can jump back to this form for the links.
Please share as much information as you can think of! The more info you give me, the more easily I can draw your character how you envision him/her. You won't be pestering me if you tell me the exact hair color; instead, I'll be happier to know that I'm getting it right.
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Miss you...Miss you...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tagren (Tag) Shepard
Vanguard, Spacer, War Hero.
There are people who always struggle with their position, who always complain and rush forward to earn best, to show everyone their value Those were the 90% of the casualties at any campaign, every soldier knew this and this knowledge was that one thing that made a man with a gun a soldier.
Tagren Shepard was a soldier, he never wanted any glory and he was contempt with everything he had: from the shotgun and the armor to the comrades-in-arms be it state-of-the-art weapon and hardened war veterans or an old rusty slugthrower and a bucnh of green newbies. He followed orders and he did his duty, no matter what he never complained: 'Make do with what you have, some don`t have even this!' the sergeant in the Training Camp used to say Tagren remember those words for his entire life both of them!
So being locked up in the dark ti
Imperfect PerfectionI get so closeImperfect Perfection7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can almost touch it
I want it
to be the perfect daughter
of the King
I get distracted
one hundred steps backwards
You must be dissapointed
I fall short again
I'll never do that again
I will try harder
I fall into the same hole
don't look at me!
I'm not worthy of Your patience
Your gentle touch
I have to be perfect
But He says to me...
you are perfect
my favorite princess
nothing will change that
nothing at all
there isn't anything you could do
that would make Me love you more
than I already do now
My love for you is agape
when you smile
when you are sad
I cry with you
you mean everything to me...
The Poetic Mind as a MuscleThe Poetic Mind as a MuscleThe Poetic Mind as a Muscle2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
As a poet at any given skill level, you might ponder different ways to advance your mastery of the craft. You might spend weeks dissecting famous and not so famous poets. You might read countless articles on poetic technique. You might just plow through any and every collection you can get your hands on, track all of the most well-know journals, follow all of the contemporaries. All of these things add up to a knowledgeable poet. However, does this necessarily make you a better poet?
No. The reason is that most of us equivocate poetic skill with divinely gifted talent. We often think of poetry as a latent ability that we merely possess or do not. This leads to certain diseases within the mind, whether it be the idea that our words are beyond reproach because they are "self expression," or we decide that words come out and that's all there is to it. Other times we are stricken by the undeniable flaws of our work, even t
KariannUna sola palabra que encierra todo un universo. Una sola palabra que contiene muchísimos significados para nosotros dos. La combinación de tu nombre y el mío; la unión perfecta entre dos partes no iguales… convertidas en uno solo.Kariann3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Estaba pensando en cuántas personas hay a las que amar. Pero en realidad se debe a que existe una en primer lugar. Una para siempre.
Siempre me he preguntado si el destino es cosa del azar o si su entramado obedece a fuerzas que desconocemos… Sí, la fantasía es tan real como nosotros.
Fragmentos y retazos de sueños. Ideas, deseos, miedos, recuerdos… una historia viva…
… de la forma en que nos habíamos encontrado el uno al otro desde el principio, de la forma en que siempre encontramos el camino de regreso a nuestro universo particular.
Es la verdad, o lo más parecido a la verdad que soy capaz de decir; ciertas cosas están más allá de c
Nature.Nature is seclusion, nature is my home.Nature.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A peaceful home, away from the city sounds, far away from the dc politics and freak-show harlots.
Is nature death? What is death? Is it bad? evil? No. It's a long dark sleep, it's blind and deaf and mystery surrounds it. So is nature death? Possibly.
Peace, peace is the ultimately reason for death, it's also the reason to be around complete nature. But why death? Because death is dark, when I think of nature I think of dark green, I think of being alone.
Darkness surrounds me, all alone I wait for my reincarnation. I observe life creation within nature, I feel the life creation within death.
It is not sad or agnsty, it is what it is... And I love it. Death is not to be feared, but you must also remain wary of it. Same with nature, nature should not be feared but in nature lurks evil.
Color me green, all these things unforeseen. Follow me free, can't see, what I'll never be. Just be, just me, just free.