Pleasure found in PainThis is what I need,Pleasure found in Pain2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The touch of your hand,
Gentle as can be,
Then the smack against tender flesh,
This is my beloved and I,
Who we are,
What we've become,
This is us.
I crave the pleasure in your touch,
For I am here,
To do as you please.
Show the world who I belong to,
Leave your mark in the bruises,
Scattered across my body,
Pull my hair,
Bare my throat,
Nip and bite,
Let me come alight!
Let me feel the tug at my scalp,
The pleasure it brings,
Causes the tears in my eyes,
To be a moot point.
Hit me and welt me,
As we kiss with a bite,
Bite with a kiss,
Bruise me and love me,
Fuck me and be gentle,
Soothe the hurts of the day,
Remind me who I belong to.
The dance of becoming,
Has come to an end,
For the future of you and I,
The pleasure found in pain,
Shall always belong to us,
As there is no one else.
To The PointI am tasting your lips on mine...To The Point3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will bite you,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of pleading.
Beg me to stop,
fight me off...
And I will bite you more.
I am savouring the sweetness of your kisses...
I will kiss you hard and deep,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of smothering.
Implore me to stop,
to let you breathe,
fight me off...
And I will kiss you more.
I am feeling the touch of your skin under my hands...
I will scratch your back,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of beseeching.
Ask me to stop,
fight me off...
And I will scratch you more.
I am having the sensation of you in me...
I will force you to take me...
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of screaming.
I will not fight you off.
DyingIt didn’t feel like anything mattered anymore. All I knew was that I hurt, that I was tired… And that I was done.Dying2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Done with trying to live.
When everything I wanted was torn away from me, it didn’t make a difference if I had something to live for or not. It never worked out anyway.
My eyes opened, and I saw sun shining through his light blue curtains. I shifted and his arm tightened around my body. A sigh escaped my lips as I lay there, trapped in the one place I used to dream about being. Unhappy in his presence. Longing to be free of him, to never see him again.
Could it have only been a few months ago that I was heartbroken because of him?
When I spent my nights tossing and turning, crying for him to come and save me.
My eyes closed, and I realized that I was yet again broken. And while it was his fault, it wasn’t his name echoing in the empty space of my chest. It wasn’t his face that I saw on the back of my eyelids.
He was warm, solid, st
Hello Love...Suddenly aliveHello Love...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathing in a breath
I didn't know I was holding.
Assailing my senses
Like I have never seen before.
Off the pounding sea
My heart beating in time.
Song of the birds
My very being.
A soft voice
Holding me close.
Mis diarios del fin del Mundo parte 1Mis diarios del fin del Mundo parte 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Recuerdo el fin del mundo…
era un viernes."
- 00:02 -
"No es lo que dicen, sino lo que hacen es lo que más me preocupa
(…) porque aún actúan como si todo estuviera igual que antes."
"Después de los zombies y de los alienígenas,
las catástrofes naturales no estuvieron nada mal,
aunque mi madre me riñó por no meter la ropa."
- 08:50 -
"Extraño el Internet"
- 07/01 -
Hoy unos niños encontraron un libro,
me preguntaron donde iban las baterías
Los champiñones asados son nutrivos y deliciosos,
si puedes atraparlos."
"La fosa radiactiva es un bonito lugar para ir a dar una vuelta tomados de la mano,
solos tú y yo."
"Extraño los dulces de abuela,
ya casi no queda gente vieja por aquí."
- 09/29 -
Todos los domingos por las mañanas,
un señor muy viejo con voz de niño nos reúne a todos en familia para darnos regalos, concursar por ellos,
y nos canta canciones sobre la alegría de ser niño.
Shades of Green- Chapter 15Shades of Green- Chapter 154 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green
Chapter Fifteen- Savior or Destroyer
Within the Avengers Quinjet, Shego watched as the massive Helicarrier crashed into the earth, unleashing a devastating explosion of nuclear proportions. Stepping away from the window, Shego could feel indescribable pain enter her heart, unaware of the tears that now fell from her eyes and streamed down her pale cheeks. She was quite unaware of Janet's approach, for the pain in her chest was greater than any she had ever experienced.
It felt like that not only was her own heart shattering, but her very spirit as well, because she lost the only being she ever loved. Shego knew that if something would ever happen to the Hulk, that she knew she would never love anyone or anything ever again, for the beloved Green Goliath was her heart. Hulk was her greatest friend, her kindred spirit, her mighty protector, her beloved guardian Green Goliath... Hulk was her everything.
It was then that Shego felt a soft hand rest on her s
Yoko's Ticklish TummyYoko's Ticklish Tummy5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
YOKO'S TICKLISH TUMMY
This is a request. The character is Yoko Littner/Rittona from the series Anime Gurren Lagan. I'm not really familiar with this series, and only once twenty seconds of a fan made video for it on you tube so Yoko might not be totally in character. I did read up on her in wikipedia, and what I saw on the video, I think fits how I'll be writing her, but if nothing is canonical I truly apologize.
Yoko muttered and rolled on the bed, her muscles sore. Slowly she managed to open her eyes, but shut them just as quickly as she opened them as light oozed in from everywhere. The red headed woman swore and shook her head. What had happened? She'd been on the hunt of a gunman, when something struck her from behind.
She cursed. Her head hurt. But the air around her was remarkably cold. What was she laying on, a slab of some kind? Marble? Yoko did not li
The Storyboard - 017The Storyboard - 0176 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Campus Avenue bears a strange energy, intangible, ethereal. Halfway between the Administration Building and the Lower Dorms, six ancient stoneworks line the road. They are arranged the same way as the pips on the six side of a die, even rows with a gap between, where the brick road runs.
The pedestals are four feet off the ground at their highest, each with a low ramp that runs to the edge of the road and no further. The road is not part of them, since the stoneworks were constructed from a form a basalt known only to exist miles below the surface. The road is red brick only. The road is not special save that when it was built, the road crew specifically, carefully, painfully measured the spacing between the pedestals that they should avoid the road sides from touching the edges of the stone ramps.
Nobody had asked them to. That is what everyone knows about Campus Avenue: nobody wants to disturb the stoneworks. They are scarcely documented. The university’s most prestigious arche
Solid StainsSolid stains I fight with gasSolid Stains3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm barefoot and ablaze
Heart to floor, shattered glass
I'm lost inside your maze
Candle doused with angers ash
Afloat I could've been
Black the liquoirsh would clash
With red and stained with sin
The death of you, was the birth of me
The fading time is mine
A cancer that you made me be
Your sickness all divine
I cant, I won't, I'm not your bitch
The grass has all decayed
Solitude is in each stitch
And single whisper frayed
Nighttime SssnackIt was a beautiful night in the African Jungle. Tami, a young jungle girl, was happily swinging through the jungle on vines, marveling at the stars in the sky and enjoying the breeze against her body.Nighttime Sssnack4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Woohoo! This is so much fun," yelled Tami as she swung. "I wish I could keep doing this forever, but I'm getting tired. Let's find a nice place to stop for tonight."
She spotted a tree just ahead and shifted towards it. As the vine approached one of the branches, she released her grasp and landed near the center.
She walked closer to the tip of the branch and stood there, continuing to marvel at the night sky.
"Aww, what a beautiful night. It just makes me feel so good," said Tami.
Unfortunately for her, she wasn't alone that night. Hiding higher up in the tree, staring at Tami, was a hungry African rock python.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here," hissed the snake quietly. "If it issssn't a little jungle girl. Tonight musssst be my lucky night."
The snake began to silently slither
BreathingI experienced life in a daze, merely shifting through the actions. Education had turned from torture into an escape, where I was free from his icy blue eyes…Breathing2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Free from his bruising temper.
Sitting in the campus library’s kitchen was where I felt at home. My mind could wander as it would, and I found myself hiding away from the real world.
When I was forced to be with him, to be trapped in his presence, I discovered that I dreamed of someone else.
Brown, soulful eyes stared back at me. A gentle loving hand caressed my stinging cheek-
My fantasy world was what kept me here. He kept me here.
I had tried to escape Ray by suicide, and each time he punished me. I remember being dragged from the fifth story window, him speaking to me in a scolding tone. My mind had zoned out, trying to pretend that he actually cared and wasn’t just a psychotic control freak.
But of course, all I could do was wish a certain someone else cared.
I wondered if he knew how much I thought
Letters From 'Derpy' 1-51st LetterLetters From 'Derpy' 1-54 years ago in Drama More Like This
To Whoever Finds This Letter,
I can't take it anymore. I was once like any other pony. I had friends, I liked my job and I had self respect. But that all changed the day Twilight Sparkle came to town. At her welcome party I was joking around and made a stupid face, just as someone took a picture.
Just one stupid face. I didn't even realize it until after the whole "forever night" thing. Then the picture was spread all over the place and people laughed about it. I laughed too at first. I figured it would all go away. But then somepony put it on 4chan and everyone started calling me "Derpy." I still tried to ignore it, but soon everyone was doing it.
Before, some ponies would remember my name and say hi and others wouldn't pay attention. That's normal for a mailpony. But now no matter where I go everyone's saying, "Hiya Derpy!" in a stupid voice, or I even hear foals laughing, "Look mommy, it's that silly Derpy!"
Then the mean pictures started. My boyfriend du
Sabrina Tickled by TentaclesSabrina Tickled by Tentacles3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
A female just sat on the couch being bored. She playfully kick her legs up in the air with her blue shorts on. She had a very short tank top on revealing her belly entirely. Her brown hair was tied up in a ponytail as she just sigh. Her yellow tank top was moving with her movements as she tried to find a more comfortable position on the crouch.
"Great " she mutters getting up. She was barefooted. She walked around the house she lives in with her 8 size feet stomping through the place. Her friends left the place as she was left behind. She began to mutter stuff lightly underneath her breathe. She fold her arms glancing at their black cat roaming around.
"I'm so bored!" She hint getting more annoyed at the fact her friends left her. She lands herself onto the sofa as her feet were stretch across the entire couch. She yawns turning on the TV, or tried to. She click on the bottom as she began to curse lightly. She continues to press the button hoping that something would kick it up Th
.:The Rose Of Life:.Inside the glass.:The Rose Of Life:.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lies the Rose of Life
Red as blood
Thorn as knife
Beautiful but fragile
Vivid but dying
Each petals fall
Alone and incased
Untouchable to all
There, lies the Rose of Life
waiting for it's last petal to fall
whever you arethe weight of the world lightenswhever you are5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the depth of the nights
take a breath and hear a sigh
the midnight whippoorwill has no sense of time
the glistening light from a single star
and the gentle fall of a tear reminds me:
i am where i am and you are where you are
Meeting BruceMeeting Bruce4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: One Month
Hulk was seated on his bed, contemplating everything that had happened since Shego came into his life. It has been nearly two weeks since the very night that he first confronted Shego, and every since the fateful encounter, Hulk's life has never been the same since then. Hulk would never admit it to anyone, but he was becoming closer to Shego, their bond continuing to develop and grow as each day passed. It was because of her that he was in his room alone, thinking about the beautiful woman that was slowly winning a larger piece of his heart.
Still, there was a part of him that was in denial of this, unable to accept the fact that Shego was becoming something more than just a friend. He couldn't understand why he felt something more, something stronger than just friendship with the beautiful pale green-skinned woman. After having his heart broken by Betty, Hulk never wanted to love or care about anyone or anything ev
The Tired Blacksmith :: TGThe Tired Blacksmith :: TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
:: Johnathan ::
Young man, age 23, shaggy blondish hair and looks about average
Weapon of choice, Axe
There is a young man named Johnathan who dreams of being a great blacksmith you lives in a big city called Prontera. Do to his trade, he is able to gather money and equipment without much trouble and with stronger equipment he sets out to eliminate the monsters around the area as well as gathering materials to try to forge something stronger then what he already has. During on one of his adventures to gather materials, he enters some ruins early in the morning looks like a good spot to harvest some great materials. He starts to look around and begins destroying the monsters around the area but only to be getting the same materials from before. An hour passes and he find some materials that are different as well as it being better rarity but its still not enough to make something.
Another hour passes and it ju
El lago cristalinoEl lago cristalinoEl lago cristalino5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Paso a paso, mis zapatillas hacían retumbar el firme piso de piedra con estrepitosa sincronía, magnificada por el eco y la soledad que reinaba en aquella muralla de piedra carmesí; castillo o palacio que se erguía con magnificencia sobre el más basto acantilado dominado por una bruma espesa, liberada misteriosamente por un lago cristalino que yacía apacible bajo los pies, y alredor, de aquella edificación sobre la roca.
Me acerque a la orilla, mis manos tocaron con delicadeza el borde de piedra que separaba mi frágil cuerpo del vacío, resultado increíblemente suave al tacto como la seda, a pesar de su aspecto denotadamente áspero.
Mire hacia el cielo azul que sufría la magnifica metamorfosis rojiza del ocaso, que cuyos colores mágicamente no distorsionaban la brillantes y claridad del inmenso lago bajo su luz. Finalmente mis ojos se posaron en sus aguas calmas y apreciar
I AmI Am7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you find love in a damaged heart?
Can you feel life within broken dreams?
Where were the angels that I cried for?
Hidden in the mists.
There is a murky fog of memories
We cannot stop what has begun
For what is done forever will be done.
The angels came
Not quite too late
My saving grace
The angels came.
But only after I was saved.
I could not be what was desired
I could only be what I am.
What am I?
Will no one let me know?
But I know.
I am Beauty.