1D FanFic Ch. 10 Dress Right1D FanFic Ch. 10 Dress Right3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"La petite poule grise L'tait un petite' poul', une petite poule, grise Qu'allait ponder dans l'glise " I sang in French as I rocked back and forth on my feet, Cherish yawning in my arms.
"Why are you singing to my daughter in French, Mir?" Niall asked, coming in and planting a kiss on my cheek, he had some kind of food in his mouth , but I didn't ask.
"Because she's going to speak French." I said.
"Because you don't speak it."
"Why would you do that to me?" Niall asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck.
"So we can talk about boys without you listening in." I smiled, turning my head to look at him. "See, I'm smart." I said in French.
"I know Je and I can assume intellegente means smart" He said, and kissed me.
Apparently, he had been eating a carrot; but he had swallowed it, thankfully
"Hey, I'm holding the baby, wouldn't want her to get the wrong impression." I teased, and Niall laughed. "Hey, I was hoping to go out shopping with the Kat la
Imagine SurfingImagine Surfing4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Imagine yourself on a hot, sunny day walking barefoot through the sand, feeling it sifting softly beneath your feet. From afar, your walk seems leisurely, but it's actually a walk of anticipation, of excitement, and of a daring demeanor. Your hair gets caught in the warm summer breeze and billows gracefully about your face, which carries your smile and your shining eyes. Your head lifts. You hear it now and your heart begins to pound furiously within your chest.
The ocean. It's vast and endless, like a very good dream that you don't ever want to end. Its body rises and falls as if it is a living being, breathing and thriving. Its waves crash gently against the shore, reaching for your sun-tanned toes, and then retreating in defeat. The sun admires itself in its reflection on the water's surface, dancing and glimmering in its glory. The ocean roars, but it also whispers, gently calling you and luring you to its edge, begging you to partake in its rolling cool waters.
You can't help but
You ask me why I love youYou ask me why I love youYou ask me why I love you5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I always say
I just do
I love you because
because you're you
You ask me what I see in you
I always say
Every little thing
Then you kind of giggle
but in your eyes
I see the pain
You ask me if I had a penny
for every time you crossed my mind
But trust me,
I'm being kind
Only one, because
you never leave my brain
Whenever I can't be with you
It's like a wrecking train
with my heart as the passenger
who has no chance for life
Someday I really hope to be
your lawfully wedded wife
I'll always love you
The IslandI must admitThe Island4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could never be with a girl who don't smoke
Cause I feel so lonely if you don't smoke with me
It's like baby
Just come sit on my lap
While I roll up this mango
We'll take a trip to a tropical island
I'll treat you like an angel
Bend you in all the right angles
And I hope you treat me good
Cause your such a looker
High heels like a hooker
This lemon liqueur got me tippin
This mango got me trippin
Got a boat load of bud trees
Lost somewhere on the island
Everyday sand in my toes
Lookin for my many o's
Baby girl sittin next to me lookin into the abyss
Floatin on an island
Wish this was my land
But I can't buy land
Cause Im lost like this island
She got her makeup running
Trying to fix that shit
I'm like baby just wash it off
That shit don't fly with me
Nice and clean
Smoke that green
Get bear naked
Eat some granola
Float in the ocean and forget about jewels and gold
Cause baby girl you and me were gonna get old
So for now just deal
Your hand is done just fold
PressureSomething broke.Pressure3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A hard CRACK while sitting in
a soft chair. No pain registered.
The absence of it
is like watching explosions in space.
You follow the curve of your skull. You remember
how skulls are formed like tectonic plates.
Your head wants to be a planet,
volcanic, living, in change.
You continue to your left shoulder,
the one with all the problems.
But today, it has nothing to say.
Your rib cage moves
like oceanic waves, expecting a storm
that hasn't come.
You stand up,
you consider your legs,
nothing feels wrong,
But you can break
more than your body.
A Rose by Any Other NameA Rose by Any Other Name6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
In a white hospital bed, pale as the lifeless bones of a decaying skeleton, with my flesh exposed through the backless dress of my hospital gown, I listen to nurses discuss my mental health. I can taste the quiet tap of a pen on paper and their tiny smiles of contempt.
Shame comes in waves. Its not like a scalpel or the cold touch of a surgeons hand. They never tell you that it can eat away at your insides like a virus. (That it eats you alive). Shame is not a symptom of the mentally ill. Its just a side effect.
In my creased hospital dress, I wish for death. The sweetest sleep away from detached, gloved hands and dissociative expressions. The never-ending hostile questions and the silent blame and accusations lying unspoken on dry lips.
You did this. Youre not sick. Youre just a twisted, manipulative lunatic.
Under medication and the slow Novocain drip of sedation, I wish for another disease. I want a tumor in my head something t
Experience is Everything and NothingExperience is Everything and Nothing3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Everything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;
However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.
So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.
And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.
Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.
Sleeping with the Enemy-Ch 13Chapter 13: Hakuda and the Harvest MoonSleeping with the Enemy-Ch 136 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow,
You're the closest to heaven
That I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now."
-Goo Goo Dolls "Iris"
Bits of sunlight shone through the canopy of trees as a pair of feet collided in midair. The two fighters recoiled as the redhead came at Nina hard and fast. Apparently, Edogawa had no intention of holding back on her friend as she shunpoed out of sight and reappeared a split second later behind her opponent. Nina turned quickly, but she was just a millisecond too late as Amaya's fist smashed into her torso and sent her flying where she face planted into the grass and slid a short distance.
Daunted, Nina dragged herself to her feet and held her midsection wincing in pain. "Ow, that really hurt Amaya-chan!"
The other female stood before Nina triumphantly with her hands on her hips, but her winning demeanor melted into apology upo
Nonsense"What are you staring at?"Nonsense5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I told her.
She slapped me.
You're Not AloneI couldn't help but noticeYou're Not Alone6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that threaten to pour from your
Or the way you walk:
hands in your pockets and
back hunched, as if
some immense weight was
pushing down on you.
I wanted to tell you that I know how you feel.
I am no stranger to
To the overwhelming sense that nobody cares;
that you are completely
I can't fix all your problems for you.
I can't step into your life and
magically make all your pain
But what I can do, is
To DreamTo Dream5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To dream is to remember
To remember is to feel
To feel is to want
to want is to desire
to desire is to dream
so I dream about you
ImpetusIs anyone there?Impetus3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can anybody hear me?
Are these messages
Coming through clearly?
Over a year has gone by
Since I felt the ground beneath me.
How much longer must I wait
Till these binding walls release me?
There are so many worlds
Left to be discovered.
My mind is set on new horizons,
But you're holding me back.
If you are listening to this
Than we have reached the other side.
We've chosen the path
That you so readily denied.
It only takes time
Wait it out...Wait
It only takes time
What do you want from me?
I refuse to be the coal
That burns in your machine.
Why do I even try?
When there's so much
Holding me back from the open sky.
Sitting like a stone,
You don't budge at all.
Crying for relief,
I lie in disbelief.
Sitting by the phone
You act like you don't know.
What's it gonna take
Just to make you break?
The PathThe PathThe Path2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dictated by Puabi
Deep behind his eyes,
There stretches the path to his heart;
A path I am certain I have walked before.
There are points of darkness;
All men's souls have them.
But the path remains revealed in the light.
I tread it slowly,
As I have done before.
My eyes spot a doorway;
It holds his heart.
He stands there, arms open wide,
-Tick--Tick-9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And when I sang there were angels. And when I spoke, doors opened.
And when I was loved by all I was most hated. And when I fell I became a god.
There is no such thing as strangeness in the world. There is only that which has been and that which is. Nothing is ugly but perception makes it so.
Tick. Whirr. Hiss.
The mechanics of the body, our substance, operating in the face of countless organic flaws, should not be confined to the pettiness of beauty. In action lies worth. The value of the flesh lies in its persistence and the minute intricacies of its functioning.
What is the difference between these soft hanging lips, and the smooth determination of a heart, the elegance of bone? Why should I love these less than the other?
These are slick, secreted away in the sanctuary of our mass, requiring excavation and delicacy.
Tick. Click. Cling.
There is so much to hate about faces. Faces lie. Skin lies. Muscle, sinew, bone. These things do not lie. They are the most unappreciated gems of cr
suicidal haikuI killed myself and thensuicidal haiku3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wrote a poem about it
11 3i've been sitting under11 34 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the same tree for days and now
the leaves are leaving and now
the bark is peeling and
is this what they talk about
when the sparks all flicker
i've been stoned enough
times to be called a martyr and
my mind's been getting hazy
how do they expect me to answer
all these prayers?
i'm not a saint, i've just got
no grasp on sin.
BipolarI.Bipolar5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dove into a mirror;
A crow into a tree.
There is a word missing.
The Past has Become the PresentUnsureThe Past has Become the Present3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of where to go,
what to do,
the past feels like the present.
Can't let go
of the feelings
(fear sorrow disgust rage)
that should've died years ago.
The past has become the present.
can't trust (especially not myself),
can't move on.
How can you
the past is still taking place?
Reunion english translationReunion english translation4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Total sleep in the last 3 months:
- 5 hours!
Once again, a well done job!
A little word from the author:
So, it has been almost 3 months since I have given in to one of my favorite hobbies: role playing on messenger. I became enamored of role playing several years ago and developed two of the characters you see here, Faust and Cendre.
During an innocent discussion with Amaltheren, a friend of mine, we started playing a couple of scenarios involving Cendre and Morquendi, her character. Role playing is like smoking. Even if you stop, you always go back to it.
I enjoy role playing a lot because it gives me a little escape from the grayish taste of daily life.
It also enables me to keep a permanent link with my characters, to create new ones and to give them a 'real' life without having to draw a comic.
I like the interactions created when role playing, and when the characters interact well that is all the inspiration I need to take a pen and start drawing non-stop.
The Artist SyndromeThis work is simply brilliant!The Artist Syndrome2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Says the artist in me.
I'll have it framed twice!
So precious it be...
Says the artist in me,
But what if people hate it?
So precious it be!
I cannot let them take it!
And what if people hate it,
And what if they hate me?
I cannot let them take it
I'll lock it away you see!
And what if they hate me?
A simple lock will not suffice!
I'll lock it away you see.
In a land of frozen ice...
"And that, my dear Mrs. Sutherland, is why I shipped my art homework to Antarctica!"
Sleeping with the Enemy - Ch 2Chapter 2: Training and ComraderySleeping with the Enemy - Ch 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Looking for something I've never seen
Alone and I'm in between
The place that I'm from and
The place that I'm in
A city I've never been."
-The Fray "Trust Me"
Nina awoke to the annoying sound of her alarm clock along with the irritating morning sunlight pouring into her room and illuminating her face from the window. She opened her eyes but then squinted against the blinding brightness of the sun as she held up her hand to block it. Nina grumbled, flopped over onto her side, and reached her hand over to smack the snooze button on the alarm clock. She lay there a moment more before deciding that she ought to drag herself out of bed. She would hate to be late on her first day.
After changing into her new uniform, Nina grabbed her zanpakuto and left behind the comfort of her quarters and all the unpacked belongings within. Her </i>zanpakuto</i>, Kiyohime, was not as remarkable as some zanpakuto were rumored to be, but then aga
Something's ChangedSomething's changedSomething's Changed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what,
But I am no longer the same.
but no longer afraid.
but no longer as lonely.
Still not quite happy,
but no longer sad.
but no longer ashamed.
Still physically identical,
but fundamentally different.
and I think it's for the better.
T,T,4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the world is full of monsters
from perth to timbuktu -
they bark, they growl, eat lobsters,
but none of them is you.
there's herbs down in the garden
that grandma puts in stew -
my dear, i beg your pardon,
but none of them is you.
there's billionaires that joggle
like monkeys at the zoo -
their heart's wearing a toggle,
but none of them is you.
there's plenty 6 foot tall men
whose love i can't undo -
Juanito, Freddy, Dhaval, Ben,
and all of them is you.
Sleeping with the Enemy-Ch 16Chapter 16: JealousySleeping with the Enemy-Ch 166 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Oh how strong can you be
With matters of the heart?
Life is much too short
To while away with tears,
If only you could see just what you do to me."
It was mid November, and Amaya walked the length of the boardwalk that stretched out over the pristine water of Ugendo's pond as she made her way to see Captain Ukitake. In her hand was not only paperwork to be returned concerning the transfer of someone from there to Division Seven, but she also held a pair of small slips of paper.
She stopped at the door of the small building and raised her hand to knock politely.
"Come on in!" a cheerful voice called out.
She pushed aside the door and stepped in where she found Captain Ukitake working at a small writing desk in the corner of his room. "Hello, Captain Ukitake."
Ukitake put down his brush next to the document on which he was working and turned a bright smile onto Amaya. "Hello, what can I do for you, Edogawa-san?"
She smiled. "Captain K