The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Robert Terwilliger, otherwise known as Sideshow Bob had a frown on his face as he looked up at the banner on the outside of a building that said "Springfield Gamers, Video Game Convention" on it. He sighed as he looked down. "Why did I let myself get talked into this?" he asked in a thinking out-loud way.
"Because if you said no, your only son would throw a fit." came the voice of his younger brother Cecil who was standing beside him. The two had been dragged here by their sons Gino and William who as it turned out were really into video games which the two boys played quite a lot much to their fathers dismay.
"I am never going to understand these things or our sons weird obsession with them, for that matter." Bob stated to his brother as he crossed his arms. "I doubt any parent really does." Cecil added before he started to head inside the building, with Bob following him in.
Inside there was many tables set up and areas with stands that had people on them, talking. "Egad, how do they
Goodbyes May Seem ForeverWe met, it seems,Goodbyes May Seem Forever5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Such a short time ago.
You looked at me,
Needing me so.
Yet from your sadness,
Our happiness grew.
And I found out
I needed you too.
I remember how we used to play.
I recall those rainy days.
The fire's glow that
Kept us warm.
And now I find we're
Goodbyes may seem forever.
Farewell is like the end.
But in my heart's a memory,
And there you'll always be.
ChristineChristineChristine10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fire engine red
and faster than Jesus on a Harley,
she couldn't be caught
running, with a lover like Arnie.
He'd power up her engine
and race her all night long,
She'd power up his soul
and encase his heart, Evil strong.
the faster she goes
the more they get hungry.
blazing down the highway,
better get out of her way
or you'll be standing where you lay.
IT GETS BETTERright now im 22, im "married", i dont need the papers to say so, in my heart and in my soul Jen is my wife, i have two amazing step kids, a fun job, friend, a cat, and a home full of love and hope. but things wernt always so good for me, where im at now is a long jump from where i was, when i was 14, i lived in a small town, the kind of small town where every one goes to church on sunday, and every one knows every ones name, before i even "came out" people knew or they thought they knew, they called my names, they threw things at me, food, garbage, soda, rocks, a girl cut off my hair, a group of boys tryed to run me over with their car, i even got beat up by the girls basket ball team. they school looked the other way, and when i did say something, the principle basically told me that if this was the way i was choosing to live my life that he couldnt help me. so i started fighting and skipping school, i cut myself, i tryed to kill myself, i took pills, i even thought about drowning mysIT GETS BETTER1 year ago in Letters More Like This
Highly Unexpected, Chapter 13Inside, it was warm and comforting. Both men sat by the fire in the main hall, in chairs opposite one another. The orange light washed over them and seemed to steal away the despair that had consumed the air not so long ago.Highly Unexpected, Chapter 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ratcliffe was pondering his next words. He rested the side of his face on his open hand thoughtfully.
"How can this be?"
Wiggins tugged at the collar of the dry shirt he'd been given. "I don't know, sir. I simply can't understand any of this." He wanted to add that he was petrified, but thought better of it at the last moment.
"Five years, at least... Five years we've been... Has this happened before? Did you not tell me?"
"N-no. No, this has never happened."
Ratcliffe went quiet again, his eyebrows nearly meeting along a heavily furrowed brow. Wiggins, shivering, fought to bring the cup in his hands to his lips.
"I heard what you and Banks said, every word of it. If he's certain of this, then I can't in good conscience deny it. I'm not sure I like it, I don't unde
Just...Don'tHe loves Sherlock.Just...Don't2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
John knows this, understands this, accepts this, and ignore this. People seem to think that love is just a dam waiting to burst and that once discovered the words simply must be set free for fear of implosion. Or at the very least there is awkward stumbling and blushing and general nervous behavior around that person. But this is not so, because while John may not be as smart and Sherlock, he does understand himself better, so when the realization came, it was not a dam or a tidal wave or a sudden realization or even a gradual one.
It was a Tuesday.
It was a Tuesday and John was making a quick meal from what was salvageable, spaghetti with canned tomato sauce, And Sherlock was loudly clicking away at his (See: John's) laptop, searching for interesting news and mumbling to himself about incompetent news reporters and John had the displeasure of finding fingers in the butter saucer (again) when it happened. It was simply as follows:
I must love him to put up with th
Love meTime of pained heart never fades.Love me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
With a new sun, it breaks apart.
Oh, please, make me well.
Understand my hurt inside.
To the withered voice,
It echoes once more.
Memories of the past flow wildly
A wind of cold, of ice and blood
A knife that cuts my own flesh
A thought of then and when
Oh, please, I beg silently
Love me for who I am
For what I want
For what I have become
Dads as parents Poem storyThat kid is staring at me again,Dads as parents Poem story1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I know he doesn't like me at all.
Why does he just sit there,
Watching me, waiting for me to mess up.
Now he is walking this way,
His fists are clinched.
I am to scared to run,
There is nothing I can do.
So I hear your daddy's gay,
Ha that's gonna mess you up in the end.
Betcha gonna end up a queer like your daddys huh?
Queers don't make good parents, that's what my dad says.
He's a man.
Just shut up.
They are the best parents,
Even through their a gay couple,
My dads' raised me to be who I am.
The sound his face made when my fist collided with it,
that simple crack that made it right.
It was what I needed.
This is what needed to be done.
So what? My dads' are queer.
They raised me to be strong,
To know how to stand up for myself,
No matter you I come face-to-face with.
I ain't scared.
Not even of you.
CE: AdventureTimeFansTitle: Make A WishCE: AdventureTimeFans1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Characters: Marceline, Bubblegum
Word Count: 813
It was Christmas time in Ooo, and Princess Bubblegum's castle was as busy as can be. The princess had been planning months in advance for the Christmas party. She wanted nothing to go wrong. She checked her guest list twice, and more to be extra certain. The decorations were flawless and shiny. The lights on the Christmas were perfectly aligned on the piney branches. They had enough plates and flatware for each of the guests and plenty of food to spare. What could go wrong? Everything was perfect as far as Bubblegum knew.
"Oh, hi Marceline," While she visually examined the room once more, it took a while for what she just said to sink in. Marceline was standing behind her. How? Why? Bubblegum made sure to write in bolded capital letters on the guest list: NO VAMPIRES! "H-How did you get in
BelieveBelieve the lies you tell yourselfBelieve2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ignore your aching heart
Believe the love you think you feel
sit still and play your part
Believe the smile you plaster on
Ignore the tears cry
Believe the joy you think you know
Ignore the pain inside
The Powerful Flame - ProloguePrologueThe Powerful Flame - Prologue1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
"Psyhco Bob Escapes Again"
Bob squinted as he made out the headline on the paper in the dark light, and when making it out, he chuckled. Freedom. He was free. The tall pale yellow man knew not to mess up this chance, or he would end up back in that hell hole with little chance of escaping again. But what would he do now? At the moment, he was staying in his younger brother Cecil's appartment, brainstorming ways for revenge on every last one of his enemies. If only he knew exactly how to gain his goals...
With a fed up sigh, Bob headed for the room he was sleeping in whie staying with his sibling. After bidding goodnight to Cecil and getting ready for slumber, he lay in bed under the cosy covers, staring up at the ceiling in a puzzled daydream. When his brain was exsausted, he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to wash over him like a wave.
All of a sudden, Bob was looking at a completley red wall. Rotating his head and body for a full view, he realised he was i
PrideIt is not a disease.Pride1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is not a choice.
It certainly isn't in just black and white,
No, there are many colours in a rainbow.
It is not just you.
It is not just me.
It certainly isn't abnormal,
No, there are many people like us.
It is not only painful.
It is not for attention.
It certainly isn't a game,
No, this is serious.
It's what you make it out to be.
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
I Am Gay You Are Not-So What?I am gayI Am Gay You Are Not-So What?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a friend
I am a lover
I am gay
I am a human
I have a voice
You are not
You are a friend
You are a lover
You are not
You are a human
You have a voice
We are people
We have thoughts
And we have feelings
We are humans
We are equal
We have a voice
No! (A cry against homophobics)No!No! (A cry against homophobics)1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Rubbing dirt on a wound is not a rational treatment
You can’t continue to push someone down
And expect them to stand
Try to tell them that they are treated as equal
When they can’t even be joined hand in hand
And you say that you’re civilized people??!
When you won’t let a man love a man???
But you’ll cover a shotgun disaster
With a wedding that neither parent had planned
With no choice, force their hand on the matter
Yet two willing and loving are morally banned??
You are not doing work to be admired
When you go out and picket against open gays!
You’re cheering when a gay man is fired
Celebrating in their pain, and insist it’s okay
Because this is the life God inspired
And He works in mysterious ways
Well, I didn’t know that God required
Hatred along with loving thy neighbor and praise
Forgive me, my God, if I’m mistaken
But it doesn’t feel right to treat them this way
Because they are different, we should hate th
Maybe's just a baby...God plays us. To play- To engage in an activity for enjoyment.Maybe's just a baby...1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Maybe he's an egotistical man? If he enjoys having his beings fight and die for him, maybe that is so.
If he likes to see his creations suffer under his hand. He's a bit of a sadist, don't you agree?
Maybe he's a masochist as well; if he hurts when we sin, but makes it our nature.
And who are we, little dolls, to try to read him like a book? What good will it do to try to divine the Divine?
Maybe he's a woman? What we were made in Her image? We all start off biologically female in the womb.
Maybe masculinity is a birth defect? Why for the Y?
Chromosomes don't even look like Y's. Why is it called Y? A funny little letter for a funny little coil of codes.
Maybe god is many many types of people?
Two of each ethnicity?
One man and one woman?
But wait- Maybe God has no gender?
Maybe God is intersexed?
Maybe God likes jazz?
Maybe God likes chutes and ladders?
Who am I to say what God is?
God to me is only "Maybe"
02: EmbarrassingIn Effie's POV02: Embarrassing2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat at the mahogany table, tapping my fingernails against the wood. Where was he already? It was past midnight and we had to get up early tomorrow morning to escort Katniss and Peeta to their venues. I glanced up at the clock once more, seeing it had now gone past 1am, this would not do. I sighed to myself and got up, getting ready to go out into the District and hunt for Haymitch. I pulled on my fur coat, wrapping it tightly around me, when there was a groan as the train doors opened and a dark figure collapsed on the floor. I bit my lip, hoping it was Haymitch and not some drunk stranger. I slowly went over to the body, leaning down to see the man's face better, the moonlight was shining on Haymitch's face and he appeared to be passed out. I sighed, looking at the time again, Peeta and Katniss were sure to be asleep and so were the avoxes. I sighed, standing back up and pushing Haymitch on his back with my foot, I covered my mouth, which twitched down into a f
Quite Alright To Be LivingBecause it's you I idolizeQuite Alright To Be Living1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's you that's opened up my world
Made me hear things I never would've heard
See and read things that I didn't think was possible
Feel things that...that means my heart is opening so very slowly
There's a burning in this tiny weak heart
A sign that the ice is melting
I can feel it resonating outward
Singing, crying, yelling to be heard
But not hurt
You make these scars on my arms, my heart....
Seem not so ugly in comparison to the compassionate smile you would show them
You would stop me from covering them up and kiss them with sympathy
I would know then that it's alright if I am here
It's quite alright if I am living.
To Be Young: Chap. 2 Burns/SmithersIn His ImageTo Be Young: Chap. 2 Burns/Smithers2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His excitement mounted as he neared Burns' Manor, peddling as fast as his old hand-me-down bike would carry him. He couldn't wait to show Mr. Burns a smile that wasn't full of metal for once. He skidded to a stop directly in front of the black, wrought iron gates. These strange, new feelings he'd developed for Mr. Burns were a little scary and at times overwhelming for the sixteen-year-old to fully understand.
It wasn't that he was naive about such matters of the heart, but it was the fact that this was Mr. Burns he was dealing with, a man of the world. A real old fashioned gentleman with refined taste and all the frills of the posh lifestyle. He had really lived the high life and had rubbed elbows with the best of them from celebrities to the big-shot millionaires.
He'd had a life full of adult experiences, gorgeous women, a closet full of expensive clothes and shiny polished shoes. What could he possibly ever see in little Waylon Smithers Jr, a mere ghost of his f
David and JonathanProbably the most well-known relationship mentioned in the Bible was the one between David and Jonathan, who were regarded by some as homosexual lovers, and by others as merely close companions like brothers.And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul. (1 Samuel 18:1)The primary meaning of the word ahab is sexual and romantic love, though it can also be used to describe a mutual friendship love or a love from God to man. The word nephesh is translated here as "soul" and it refers primarily to the life and passion of the person. The word qashar is translated as "knit" meaning to bind, in a literal sense or a figurative sense such as forming a league or as a tie to the person.David and Jonathan2 years ago in Historical More Like This
When qashar and nephesh are put together, it describes a uniting of souls or binding of passion. Added to the word ahab, this would refer
Such Thing As SinMy mom was silent as her fingers lightly traced the red splotch on my lower neck; she tucked a strand of my brunette hair behind my ear and mumbled, "Be careful."Such Thing As Sin1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was the first to notice.
"Is that a hickey on your neck?" Eric asks the next day when I walk past. He is sitting on the couch over coffee and his eyes peer up over his glasses.
"Yeah," I say, reaching up to attempt to hide it, "I guess it is."
He smiles-more like smirks- and sets his cup down, "I think I'll need a proper introduction to this boy tomorrow."
I swivel so my feet face him, probably bracing myself, "Um, well…..actually….you have met her, you know, Ellie, the one that goes for coffee with me, yeah, we have feelings for each other and-"
"And I think I love her."
My mother drops whatever she is doing in the kitchen and makes her way to where I stand, "Honey-"
"You're not in love," Eric states, rising from the couch, "You're sixteen."
"I think I know who I am, and I think I know who I love; it's not really
Conversations (crackers and fruit chew)I crawl under the sheets of the bed and lean back on the head board getting comfortable. I have Tabasco sauce in one hand, sodas crackers in the other. I open the crackers carefully smiling to myself, I couldn't wait to taste the salty spicy goodness on my tongue. I open the Tabasco sauce and put a few drops on the cracker and shove the whole cracker in my mouth.Conversations (crackers and fruit chew)1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
After a few crackers I stop, I reach into my back pocket and pull out a fruit leather. I open it and shove it in my mouth, why chew?
She walks in and sighs flopping onto the bed next to me, she looks over and her eyes widen. "Uh... I know you're not eating crackers in my bed...."
"Hm?" I'm still chewing my fruit chew.
She frowns and sits up "Mackenna! You're going to get crumbs in my bed!"
"No no... I shoved the whole cracker in, there's no way I got crumbs in your bed."
She's looks skeptical and narrows her eyes looking down at my lap. "don't move.."
I laugh "I'm telling you the
Proposing to Sam I sat in the restaurant, playing nervously with the edges of the tablecloth. Sam would be here any minute. I unrolled the cloth napkin, picked up a spoon, and checked my teeth in its reflection one last time. Everything had to be perfect for when I proposed to Sam. I had planned it for a while, of course. I knew without a doubt that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Sam. Sam was everything that I had ever wanted smart, caring, funny, and gorgeous. It also didn't hurt that Sam had an ass I never tired of looking at. But the important thing was that I was never happier than in the moments when I was by Sam's side.Proposing to Sam1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It all started a year ago when I caught Sam's eye at a bar. I had been having a terrible day and had gone there with no expectations. I was just looking for an escape and a place to unwind after work. Halfwa
Real DreamsOpen your eyes upReal Dreams1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because here it is
The most perfect thing
Is standing next to me
Have you ever had a dream
A small pocket fantasy
Assume it won't happen
Delightfully proven wrong
Life on standby
Everything is brighter
Everything is better
Everything is perfect
Because of these moments
Energy isn't supposed to work like this
But we seem to have created more
Love broke physics rules, and fuck that anyway when
When you've got a pretty girl
And the night is a little cold
And people are dressed in costumes
And maybe, just maybe
So, maybe things are going exactly as you dreamed
I wouldn't have it
Any other way.
Institution."No daddy!"Institution.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"I promise I'll be good!"
And walked away.
Left me there.
With those animals.
Don't tell me what to do.
There's nothing wrong with me.
It's all in these pyschos.
No, I won't wear a dress.
No, I won't put on makeup.
No, I won't conform!
To your stupid rules!
To your stupid guidelines!
Electric shock me all you want!
Right until I'm brain dead!
I'm not crazy!
You're the crazy ones!
I don't need no damn girly shit!
I'm perfect the way I am!
There's nothing wrong with me!
Just let me be!