SugarA young girl of the age of fourSugar9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sat silently on the kitchen floor
Eating cookies to her hearts content.
Unaware of any ill intent.
She ate until she could no more,
And quickly moved up off the floor,
She put her vice back in its stash
For her room she quickly dashed.
As she walked through the room,
She heard a voice mutter "doom"
Unsure of it she couldn't see,
What in this world could it be?
But the darkness made her blind,
No trace was there for her to find
So warily she kept on walking,
And silently it continued stalking,
Her heart raced as she peered,
Pace quickened as she steered.
Not stopping for any hesitation,
Kept heading for her destination.
In her room, door slammed shut,
Her imagination cought in a rut,
Of horrors recently conceived,
Monsters so vivid she believed,
Then as the floor boards creeked.
Overcome she quickly peeked.
Nothing seen, nothing moving,
but the danger was ever looming.
But she kept staring,
Struck down by fear,
Horrible images did appea
Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 28~~~~Big day~~~Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 284 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2D was sleeping soundly in his room when he suddenly felt a shaking on his shoulder. "Uhn?" What was that? WHO was that?! "Wot?...'o?" He didn't open his eyes. "...Stop shakin' me!" A giggle sounded and the shaking stopped. Noodle. "Noodle-luv...wot're ya doin' in meh room?" He rubbed his eyes sleepily. The young guitarist smiled. "It's big day today, 2D-kun!" She started to pull him up from the bed. "You must get ready!" 2D blinked several times, trying to make up fast enough. "Wot?!" Was it really the day to get married?! A giant smile showed on his face. "Woo!" He sat up straight, ignoring the small pain from the still healing gash in his stomach. Noodle jumped back in surprise.
"2D-kun. I help you with outfit, yes?" The singer smiled and nodded. "Yeah...sure ya can , Noods." He got up of
Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 11~~~~~1 week later~~~~Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Whoa, D! That's a lot of food." Russel gawked at the table covered in breakfast food. The singer, blowing on his pancakes, looked up at the drummer. "Oh, ello." Russel walked over to the table and sat down. "Yo, you're eatin' quite a bit of food, this mornin'." 2D blinked at him and looked down at his plate. "Well...I-Um...OH! Hi, Muds!" The bluenette waved at the bassist walking into the kitchen. "Hey..'D." He lazily waved back, heading for the fridge, then looked over at the table. "Holy bollocks! Ya think ya got enough food there, mate?" 2D frowned. "It isn' dat much food." Murdoc scoffed. "Russel doesn't even eat that much, 2D." Hurt showed on the singer's face. "Yer callin' meh fat, den?" Murdoc's smile faded. "Wait, no! Yer as skinny as a twig!" The singer pushes away his plate and got up from his chair, only to be pushed back down by Murdoc. "Jus' eat..." Russel shook his head and grabbed a bag of chips, heading back to his room. Looking to make
ChokeThin fingers wrapped around my throat,Choke2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My mind begins to slowly dote
Tightly they squeeze to end my life
I gasp but it won't relieve my rife
Tears fall down my cheeks
leaving long and stinging streaks
Fingernails dig deep into my skin,
What I've done to deserve this was a terrible sin
The dark spots dot my vision,
My world with the spirits has reached a collision
I will come back, my enemy.
Your foolish eyes cannot see
This is only the beginning
So don't start to think you're winning
MurdocX2D - A big tour ch 18How long had it been? Three months? Three, almost four months since 2D left Kong studios. The whole place wasn't the same at all without the blue haired singer. He was a part of the place. He was a part of the band. He was a big part of their FAMILY. None of the band members had the feeling to do anything. Noodle had spent the most of her time by looking out through the window like a puppy that waited for its owner to come home and play with it. She had waited like crazy for several hours every day for the singer to come back. Sometimes when she wasn't looking through the window every fifth minute she used to walk into the singer room and lay down on his bed. She used to fall asleep there and later the drummer had to come and pick her up and carry her back to her own room. Russel felt horrible to see the poor girl suffer like that. He had tried his best to make Noodle feel better. He always used to walk up to her and ask her how she felt and suggested different things they could do togMurdocX2D - A big tour ch 183 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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.
Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 20I decided to stop dilly-dallying and get right to the birthMurdocx2D Yaoi story pt 204 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~~~~The big day~~~~
It's been nearly a whole month since the last ultrasound, and 2D was tired of the being inside of him. He was so tired of the kicking as well as the cramps he got FROM the kicking. As he sat on the couch in the Winne, his mind began to roam again. The diaper changing, the child bathing, teaching her manners. "Ugh!" He just wasn't ready. His eyes focused on the clock on the wall, his mind still racing. "Everybody's here wif me...got no camera to see...don' fink 'm all in dis world...da camera won'--" He cut himself off with a yawn. His attention turned to the door as it swung open and the bassist stepped in with a plastic bag. "Oh, 'ey Muds." The bassist smiled and handed the singer the bag. "I jus' went to Taco Bell." Digging into the bag, 2D quickly unwrapped a taco and bit into it. "Mmm. Fanks Muh-doc!"
Murdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 32Artist's comment: I can't believe I couldn't think of ANYTHING good. I literally spent 2 weeks restarting this over and over. And still nothing good came out of it. Fuck...I'm so sorry...There will be things that I look forward to writing out...but it'll take some time to get to them...I'm filling in the boring stuff as much as I can. Forgive me. :CMurdocx2D Yaoi Story pt. 323 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Wot the fuck happened?" A distant, muffled voice asked. Murdoc's voice. "Well...we DID get along for the first few minutes...and then...it turned rotten real fast. David--" Rachel's voice was cut off quickly. "Oh! It's always David! If he's got a problem wit' me, then me and him'll talk it out! He needs to leave Stuart out of it!" The bassist was getting angry. "I know..." A quiet growl. "Where the fuck is he, anyway?" There was a pause. "At work. Stuart's in here."
A door opened and light blin
SexualityWhy is it that it's okay for a man and a woman a boy and a girl to kiss in public, or two women to lock lips onstage, where if it were two men, it just wouldn't be accepted? Don't say it's not true, because it is. It's okay for Madonna and Britney or Madonna and Christina or Kylie and Ana Matronic to kiss onstage, but when Adam Lambert kisses his guitarist, it's unacceptable. It's an abomination. "What if our children saw that?" "Oh, we're so sorry, overly-concerned extreme Christian American. We'll fine the network and scold Mr Lambert, even if it was after the watershed. Meanwhile, treat your undoubtedly emotionally scarred children to a game of Call Of Duty or Grand Theft Auto. We'll make sure all of our guests suppress themselves from now on."Sexuality4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It's pathetic. Let people express themselves. You need to let your children to grow up to be tolerant and strong, not
Because of Doctor WhoBecause of Doctor Who I am Afraid of...Because of Doctor Who3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
2. Christmas trees
5. school food
7. blue tooth devices
10. children's drawings
11. MRI machines
13. gas masks
14. brass bands
17. the dark
21. coma patients
23. ...and hospitals again
25. weight loss pills
30. old ladies
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 Things3 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
Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 1Jeff x Reader - Bleeding Affections 110 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You sighed sitting on your couch, reading the subtitles from an anime you were watching on your laptop all because you couldn't find a version in English. All the best anime was never in English, but luckily you had learned to read like it was a race, and easily could keep up with the pictures moving on the screen and the words highlighted in yellow at the bottom of the page without missing anything important.
That was till you heard a tapping at your window, and suddenly you became both very scared, and stupidly bold and angry. You were scared because over the last few weeks, odd things had been going on around you, from odd phone calls to the passing of your dog who had been practically murdered by something unknown to you.
You were angry and bold because...well...you were just stupid.
When ever you came into those situations where your fight or flight reaction was suppose to kick in, you for some reason always picked fight. You never knew wh
Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 1014 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Bananas are good.
2. Watch out for women named Jackie, they slap. Hard.
3. "Go to your room" are terrible last words.
4. Be silent in The Library.
5. Fear of the dark is NOT irrational.
6. Don't blink, blink and you're dead.
7. Travelling with the Doctor is not safe; however it is the journey of a lifetime.
8. Statues of weeping angles are dangerous.
9. The Doctor is rubbish at weddings, especially his own.
10. The Doctor does not appreciate being called "Doc".
11. The Doctor likes the word fantastic and brilliant.
12. A strange man in your bedroom does not mean anything can happen.
13. Lots of planets have a north.
14. If you meet an eccentric man who says his name is John Smith, the wise thing would be to get away as fast at you can. It's not the most fun though.
15. The Doctor is good at accents. Rose is not.
16. The Doctor came first in 'Jiggery Pokery'.
17. 'Tainted love' and 'Toxic' are earth classics.
18. 'Toxic' is actually a Ballad.
19. The Docto
FTMSarah had just finished making herself a sandwich and was returning to her room when suddenly her dad, who had been watching TV, stopped her and said, "Sarah, mom called. She want you to call Grandma and thank her for the skirt she bought you."FTM3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sarah sighed. She had received the long blue skirt her father was referring to in the mail earlier that day, and was hesitant to call her Grandmother. It's not that she didn't like the skirt, it was just that Sarah had a hard time imagining where she would possible WEAR it.
"But dad, it's already nine o'clock." Sarah said quickly, trying to dodge a bullet.
Her father said nothing for a moment, then replied with, "Mom wants you to." And that was the end of the discussion. Both Sarah and her father knew that if mom wanted something done, it had to get done. That is, if you wanted your head still attached to your body when she got home.
Sarah groaned and trudged upstairs to her room. She put down her sandwich on her bedside table and picked up her
EyefaceIn 2003, a patient was brought into Topperham Hospital’s intensive care unit. The patient’s body was on a stretcher and covered by a white blanket from head to toe. There was a lack of details of the patient, such as name, address, who brought them in, or what had happened. All that was known was that the patient had been in an accident of some sort.Eyeface6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nevertheless, it was agreed that the patient should be taken care of, and the patient was taken into an operating room. It was in there that the blanket was taken off, and a few nurses left the room. The patient had no face.
The doctors checked the body and was amazed to find it in perfect condition. No cuts, bruises, or injuries were found. The only problems with the patient was the lack of his face and the faintest heartbeat. The doctors observed the facial area for hours, but found no sign that a face had ever been there. No nose, no mouth, no eyes.
After hours of research to find if there were any similar cases or birth def
Tips: Big Creative ProjectsWhen working on a big project, whether it be a comic, novel, video, complex painting etc, it's very common to find yourself stuck at any given point. It happens to everyone; maybe you're unsure of where to go next, or working on it has become more of a chore and less fun But there are some simple things you can do to make sure that you get through your project in the most easy and enjoyable way.Tips: Big Creative Projects2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Before you get started
Before you even begin working on your project, there are a few things you should do to make it a little easier on yourself and to help keep things going smoothly.
~ Write down your ideas
This one is a bit of a no-brainer really. Make a mind map or some bullet points of all of the things you want to include in your project. Events, themes, character profiles; no idea is too insignificant. You won't remember every idea you come up with, so writing it all down will make sure you never forget the best ones.
~ Plan ahead
Remember when you were a kid and y
Lipstick Stainslipstick stains on my coffee cupLipstick Stains2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from a process of thought
as the coffee runs cold
from each sip from these poisoned cold lips
each sip hesitates
a slight procrastination
to avoid the topic of thought
to avoid the cold taste
to avoid the long nothingness of a new day
allowing my thoughts to flow out the window in to the sound of rush hour...
TimeTime2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Its the waiting that kills; don't ya know?
Time stops. The walls rot.
Waiting is a murderous thing.
But if nothing comes from it; what's the point?
But if something comes from it... Well; the battle is only part of the risk.
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.
FTM coming out letter.READ DESCRIPTION.FTM coming out letter.3 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
How to Pee Standing UpI recently realized there is no guide for this anywhere in our group. I've been aware for quite a while that it's not only possible, but relatively simple to pee whilst standing up in a urinal like any other guy, without making a mess.How to Pee Standing Up3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Get over your fear. No one is looking. No one WANTS to look. Peeing isn't sexy. No one cares, no one will notice. If anything, you're confirming to people who weren't entirely sure that "I am a boy who just looks sort of female."
2. Pull your pants down to just under your butt. You don't want to do this in a short shirt, I suggest (at least until you're good at aim) wearing shirts that go down to about where your fingers are when standing relaxed. Eventually, with some work, you can pee through the fly of regular jeans without pulling down too far, but I've never managed it and I've been trying for a few months now.
3. Stand with your feet about shoulder width apart, crotch forward, shoulders back. This assists in aim, and this position helps first of
You Wanted To TalkI’ve peeled away herringYou Wanted To Talk2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and this is your core I palm.
The wishbone I misplaced
somewhere under the dinner table
but, fuck it,
you always get the wishing end anyhow.
set your dog on your lap,
let him smell my vowels,
you used to love them so,
and he’ll recognize me even if
you won’t anymore.
We voice act and cut,
snuff MDT clocks out
By now you think I’m sleeping
and look, we’re breathing apart.
I’m my own 3am therapist and
the emails rebound.
Rage.It's days like these that I can't feel a thingRage.2 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.
white blank pageThe problem.white blank page2 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.