Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 25Artist Comment: Urgh...Stupid computer is stupid...Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 254 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2D awoke from the sound of Lucinda whimper. "Hm? Wot? Wot's wrong?" His voice came out raspy and hard to understand.
He looked down at the infant and smiled softly. "Ya 'ungry?" Lucinda didn't answer, but she did thrash her arms about, requesting something. 2D sighed and sat up, wincing from the newly opened wound. "Ow...Okay 'old on, little luv." The singer picked up the child and delicately lifted her head up to his right nipple. "Go on..."
She looked at it and then up to 2D's face, moving her mouth onto the bare nipple. Small suckling sounds were made as she heartily drank, her eyes closing. Her hunger pains disappeared quickly as she got a good amount of breast milk. "Mhaah." Lucinda pulled away and started whining quickly. 2D grimaced. "Now now, Jus' wait a minute.." He picked her up and burped her, making the whining stop.
Random Incomplete ThingsThe sledge hammer lands hard and Danger goes flying. On the ground Franck realizes he isn't dead and scrambles to his feet to see Kavinsky admiring his handy work.Random Incomplete Things4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And it's a pop fly, Eldritch Nigger goes over the fence..." Sebastian rejoins them and watches as the mass of flailing limbs lands somewhere in the distance. He sneers at Kavinsky's 1940's voice.
"Not now Kavinsk, we've gotta move."
"It's coming back." Franck is already way ahead of them.
Lighters down and tobacco dreaming
but the smoke is not leaving
It should be an incredible sight. A tortured young man now completely stable and a subtly humanoid thing behaving like a kitten. The two continue to grapple on the floor and any other time Kavinsky would love to watch but really...
"Franck." He claps his hands once. The younger man and his familiar look up at the zombie. "If you and your pet monster are done blowing each other you think you could come help us already?"
When Gaspard's friends turned into
FTM coming out letter.READ DESCRIPTION.FTM coming out letter.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
- - - -
I love you. You raised me perfectly. Please don't let this letter make you doubt that. It is because of you, that I'm the person I am today. Please keep an open mind about this, and that no matter what happens, I will always be your child. I'll simply say this right now, I'm not pregnant, I'm not on drugs and I don't drink. That's not what this is about. My hand is shaking as I write this, it's really hard for me. In all honesty, I'm terrified about what you will think, and how you will react. I'm still the same person I've always been, your only child, and nothing will ever change that. This is also not a phase, mom. I haven't made this decision based on the past couple days, the past couple weeks, or the past couple months. I've been feeling this way for well over two years now.
I hate this, mom. The feeling that I don't belong in my own body. It's like my mind is linked elsewhere. This body of mine is just a shell. I have the body of a girl, but t
Rage.It's days like these that I can't feel a thingRage.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not the razor's sting
No, not a goddamn thing.
I'm numb, inside and out.
The look on my face is far worse than a pout,
It is pure misery.
All you can say is "baby believe me"
But how can I believe you
When my trust has been broken
From the very first word you've spoken?
My heart has been crushed into a million tiny pieces
And as you try and fix the pain in my chest it just increases.
Can't you see this is the death of me?
You left my life full of misery.
I am numb, inside and out.
It is all your fault I even felt that bit of doubt.
The look in your eyes was sorrow,
The look in mine was dispair.
You might should be just a little scared,
Because I know a thousand ways to kill you.
That's that you get for being untrue,
How could you do this to me?
How could you lie?
I am numb, inside and out.
The look on my face is far worse than a pout,
For it's rage.
Animal abuse poemFrom the wild,Animal abuse poem6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into a tiny cage,
I could barely breathe, I fell in rage.
I had this sick thought, in the back of my mind,
That soon the farmer would rip the fur off my behind.
I tried to scramble to my feet,
But there was no room.
I knew that this was the end,
And that I would soon get approached by doom.
I felt a hard hand grip my neck,
As I took my final breath,
Please, oh please, save the rest of us from this terrifying death.
when it all went awayin the dimwhen it all went away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a beige, scratchy growth,
turned ripe and dark.
to wake alone in savage silence.
doors react differently
assumptions set upon opening
the first doorunexpecting.
trees wrapped with rust
a desperate haze of dust and rubber.
& a trench between:
yours & mine.
what is here: a woman,
(gazing at the place where
the red comes from.)
like me, but
with a kitchen towel
(with a duck
How To Save A Life ShiShiHow To Save A Life ShiShi7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
A sigh escaped my body as I watched the starry sky. It wasn't the first time we've done that, but I couldn't find a damn condom. I told her, and yet she only instructed me to take her anyway. Mew I hope she's not pregnant, please Mew don't let her get pregnant.
"Gary?" Looking back, my heart nearly leaps out of my chest. There he was, my true love, looking absolutely angelic in the moonlight.
"Hey Ashy-boy." Seeing his Pikachu perched on his shoulder, I sighed mentally.
"Why do you still call me that?" He asked folding his arms across his undeveloped chest. He looked so small, and childish still to my eyes, no wonder I did nothing but worry about him. Though I doubt the red head, or that Brock
on animal abusemankind is inferior.on animal abuse6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in us cruelty and abuse is inherent.
animals watch us in confusion.
and just because they can't speak our language,
or we don't speak theirs,
we assume they feel no pain or sorrow.
it takes a heartless, small, dim human being
to hurt an animal just because they can.
mankind is a monster.
Paranormal PoemParanormal Poem4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Being a Paranormal Investigator
When the dead crosses paths
With the living
So many unpredictable things can occur
Anything from harmless to potentially dangerous
When people are in need of help
And on their last stand
They look upon us for help
And we can answer the call
It's great knowing that you can help the living
just as much as the dead.
Both sides of the abyss are equally in need
However some may choose not to accept help
But for those who do,
Help is never far and in the hands
Of compassionate and caring people
Finding evidence of hauntings and the afterlife
Is a thrill and comforts others to know
That they are not alone and won't be labeled crazy.
Though as investigators, we may work in separate groups
But when all is said and done, we all have one thing in common
We seek to help both the living and the dead to find peace
Dear Feminists, I'm Sick of YouDear feminists,Dear Feminists, I'm Sick of You6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm fucking sick, too.
I'm sick of the griping about defending your opinions and values.
If you can't stand behind it and protect it all the time,
get fucking new ones.
Can we talk about the
success that is #killallmen?
#endfathersday, because "all
men are rapists and abusers"?
I'm sick of hiding my anti-feminist beliefs
for fear of being doxxed or lynched by a horde
of rabid, pink haired topless assholes.
I'm sick of "what about the men" being totally invalid,
but when I ask what about the female rapists and abusers,
you can't be bothered to respond.
I'm sick of your statistics being generally
un-fucking-reliable, and excluding the male victims
for the sake of perpetuating a female victim complex.
I'm sick of explaining sexism in this western culture
has become a two way street and having that called derailing.
I'm tired of you thinking censorship is a good way
to cope with your pseudotriggers.
Women that support third wave feminism
Persuasive speech-HauntingsAttention- How many of you have seen the movie Paranormal Activity? For those of you who haven't seen it, the movie is about a young couple who get terrorized by a demonic entity in their home.Persuasive speech-Hauntings4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Relate yourself to the audience- Although some horror films such as this one may be inspired by real ghost stories, nothing compares to a first-hand experience with an actual haunting.
Relate to yourself- I visited my cousin Jessica on every other weekend for the past ten years. She would often tell me she believed it to be haunted. Some time ago, we conducted our own investigations to find out what exactly was in her house. We now believe that the evidence we collected from our investigations gives us a reason to believe that something paranormal is residing in her house.
Oratorical purpose- I am here today to convince you that hauntings are real.
What are the main points- First I will give a brief explanation of what type of hauntings there are, then reveal my own evidence, and finally explain
Romano X Reader- Jumping Up and DownRomano X Reader- Jumping Up and Down3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were laughing so hard with Feliciano that tears were forming in the corner of your eyes. You enjoyed very much your time with the Italian brothers. Romano was outside to buy tomatoes, yup you really did had a huge crush on Romano, he was so cute when he got angry, that you wanted just to glomp him here and there. You were currently jumping on the sofa with Feliciano on the loud music. Just when you two were at the best part, Romano opened the door and busted out in millions of curses.
"What the hell!!! You damn idiotas!! Stop it!" he yelled at you two, but you just ignored him.
"Ve~...Cheer up fratello!~...Have fun with me and [Name]...Is funny to jump on the sofa...I feel like a bunny~" the cheer full Italian said.
"I don't care!!! Stop influencing [Name] with your stupid personality!" Romano yelled, red from the anger that boiled in his head. Just then you jumped on a wrong place on the sofa and fell on Romano. You opened your eyes to see that you were on his lap with him under y
MarcoMarco3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sopravvissuta a 'n amore, er più dolce,
sentivo la voglia de sta' un po' da sola.
Tornavo alla vita con il contagocce,
ma appena t'ho visto... nodo alla gola.
Mani possenti, dentro 'e saccocce.
Te sei avvicinato e senza parola,
sguardo che scioglie anche le rocce,
m'hai fatto 'n sorriso... a me, tutta viola!
"Me chiamo Marco" hai detto impacciato.
M'avessero dato un cielo de carta...
le stelle, i tuoi occhi, avrei disegnato.
Me so' sciolta tutta: "Ciao... sono Marta".
De colpo me sento 'no Stato assediato.
Sei tu il mio guerriero, vieni da Sparta.
L'Amore ricama le strade del fato
co' cura e premura, come 'na sarta.
M'hai letto negli occhi... poi m'hai baciato.
M'hai stretto sur collo le tue grosse dita.
Quello che ero l'ho già cancellato...
Disegnami adesso, mia dolce matita.
Parlando me dici che fai pugilato.
Ma tu m'hai già stesa, presa e rapita!
Marco... stupendo l'averti incontrato,
l'amarti un momento o tutta la vita.
Justifications and Salted Smiles"I don't think I'm holding on any longerJustifications and Salted Smiles3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm diving in.
I wish that you would see,
there's a magical land at the bottom of the ocean
where waterproof lungs let you be
everything you've dreamed.
You can bury underneath the sand
and not be found-
it's the land that's been promised to me
in late night whispers
and burnt tears
wasted on things that don't matter.
I know it's real,
broken minds can't lie
and I can feel it in my bones-
there's something more.
What other reasons would we live for?
They say you inhale saltwater
and exhale enlightenment.
The waves pour over you
and finally make you clean (pure)
No one knows where you are
so your problems don't follow
and neither does time.
It all fades away
until you disintegrate
like your worries.
You can only get there
with a heart that doesn't beat
because humans' empty brains
You need to be all the way gone
I want to go and find myself
and live the dreams I never had.
I swear, it's not that bad-
white blank pageThe problem.white blank page3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes, I have to rinse my mouth out because of that. I still have their taste on my tongue. Hers and his and yours.
I can't get rid of this and start scratching my tongue with the sharpest words I can find.
Piano Strings. Thorns. Glass. Edges. Fear. Grasp. Coldness. Heart ache. Claws. Saturn. Lemons. Tango Argentino. Summer Camp. Lips. Beer. Razors.
But now the taste is a composition of other peoples' souls and an aeruginous copper coin.
Like tea brewed with sewerage and withered moments. That and 300 grams full of blood.
I try to fight fire with petrol and end up in an uncomfortable faint. Deep inside this labyrinth [made of scratches and furrows]. It is the maze of my dreams. And my hands are filthy and viscid from what I found in their shadows and corners.
I'm lost. . . a g a i n.
Lock me up in my core, where everything is possible except an escape.
The man behind the MirrorHe glared from his side of the mirror in a moment of fit. He could hardly stand it anymore. Staring out where he should be staring in! The calm tired girl on the other side sighed deeply thinking soothingly to him.The man behind the Mirror3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Soon just be patient ."
"I've been patient! When you didn't know who I was I was patient! When you pushed me back in favor of what they wanted I was patient!"
"Please I know. I want you free too. I'm so tired I don't belong here "
He turned from the mirror gazing sadly around the bare place where he was trapped. Seldom could he be free of these bare walls. Only when the one on the other side was free of her family where she could let him out of his cage. Sethian was an animal trapped in a too small cage. A creature yearning to be free in the body that was rightfully his. They were of two minds he and her. There was no choice. She was the voice who had to be there to appease her mother. The one who had to please her family. Seth couldn't be free until s
GAfanfic 3-Set up for LockdownGAfanfic 3-Set up for Lockdown4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Set up for Lockdown
Aaron set the Exterior Night-vision Camera while we picked up our gear and headed for the Entrance.
Zak spoke to Nick's shoulder camera,
"Norman's gonna lock us inside this old Penitentiary then let us out at dawn."
We each knuckle-pounded Norman and once he locked the gate behind us, we set up a base camp. I was ready for another lockdown and help the guys organize the equipment.
A while later, Zak got his list of X cameras and called them out.
"First X: Tower 9
A guard committed suicide, Matt and Elaine got an intelligent EVP saying "Help me."
"Next: Cell Block A-Cell 32
Elaine attempted to do an EVP session. Maybe we'll have better luck tonight."
Pointed to the next,
"Cell Block B: Cell 27
Della Colman felt her hair get pulled hard and was touched inappropriately."
"Cell Block C:
Norman Walker felt a dark presence and often felt someone punch and hit him. Aaron, that's where you're going tonight."
I heard him cackle in disbelief, made me laugh, too.
"Next X: Wome
Nick Groff: Why You are my HeroNick Groff: Why You are my Hero3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a cool guy, and like everyone else
But you stand out to me
Besides being a ghost hunter and celebrity
You are my hero and much respect
What makes you a hero?
Just being brave when you have to be
A master of fear
I look up to you
I have come to see now
As your fan, I noticed
something over the years
how you and I are alike
We each were close to death as young children
You had a Near-Death Experience as a kid
Seeing faces around you
I was a premature baby, fighting for my life
before my first breath
We each faced our share of demons
You faced them on a spiritual level,
Not letting them overtake your life
I faced some on an emotional level
Struggling to find my way
We each overcame negative entities
You were possessed at Moon River,
Preventing it from harming your friends
I was nearly possessed once,
An entity wanted to scare me
We are both creative in our own ways
You wrote a fantastic music album
and an intriguing book about The Other Side
I do creative writing including GAC fanfic
TurkeyXReader- From The HeartYou were sitting on the park bench, staring at the note you wrote for Sadik. Sighing, you stuck the note in your book and began to read, or at least tried to. You wished you could give the note to him, but you were far to embarrassed. What if he didn't like you back? You continued to stare at the pages of your book.TurkeyXReader- From The Heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey! _____!" A familiar voice broke you from your thoughts. You looked up and smiled at Sadik.
"Hello Sadik," You said to him. He was wearing his mask as usually and that cloak he hardly every took off.
"Haha. What are you doing?" he asked.
"Reading," you replied as you closed your book. "What brings you here?"
"Oh I was checking the sights and I happen to run into you," he replied as he sat beside you. "What book are you reading?"
"Oh, I'm reading (insert favorite book title here)."
"Sounds cool. May I see it?"
"Sure," you said, handing the book to him. He flipped through the pages and the note you wrote to him fell out.
"What's this?" he asked as he picked it up. "Oh...?
QuotesQuotes:Quotes11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
~You're twisted, depraved, and rotten to the core... I like that in a person.
~Reality is a nice place, but I wouldn't want to live there.
~Sarcasm keeps you from telling people what you really think of them.
~I truly believe that my mask of sanity is about to slip.
~People always say I have a heart of steel, But they are all wrong because the truth of the matter is I don't have a heart at all.
~It is hard to stumble when you're on your knees.
~It is easy to be flexible when one is spineless.
~What's more important? The notes or the pauses between them-anonymous
~If music be the food of love then play on and give me excess of it- William Shakespeare
~Life is like a sewer you get out of it what you put into it – Tom Leher
~If practice makes perfect and nobody's perfect, why practice?
~If all the world's a stage, where is the audience sitting?
~Believe in yourself and you'll go far
~I'M NOT WIERD! I'M GIFTED!!!!!
~Do you want an introduction to my fist because I'd be glad to give
MasqueradeA flurry of masked and painted faces,Masquerade4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dancing around, counting their paces,
laughing and talking, drinking and reeling,
all thought of remorse, lost without feeling,
among them is me, dancing the same,
i listen and laugh and i feel little shame,
yet inside i know, that nothing is real,
but still i continue, trying to feel
any sweet sense of sanitys embrace,
yet its all fled with little a trace,
so smile i do, through madness everlasting,
and all the while my mind is still fasting,
this mask of mine, of what its made up,
the dark in my soul, is filling my cup,
and still i do drink, every last drop,
and as much as i want, i still cannot stop,
so still i am dancing, an actor onstage,
fighting to free myself from my mad cage,
yet as i dance still, i know whats for certain,
my last chance of hope went down with the curtain.