CutsShe wants to cut the world away...Cuts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So she cuts her arm instead.
Beatles Slash QuotesBeatles Slash Quotes6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"We were each other's intimates." - Paul, The Beatles: A Biography
"Paul and I know each other on a lot of different levels that very few people know about." - John
Q Magazine - 1998
Q: "If John Lennon could come back for a day, how would you spend it with him?"
Paul: "In bed."
Thanks Herzogs Shoe - How about "Just like Jesse James" by Cher? I don't think people should be upset by the gay rumors. I read somewhere it started when Keith Richards found them in bed together. What a gorgeous image - doesn't matter if it's true or not!!! They had a very close friendship - Paul has said he isn't upset by it and John thought it was funny and always called Paul his ex-fiance. If they weren't upset by it, then why should anyone else be? jananabanana20, Youtube
"I have had two companions in my life. Paul McCartney and Yoko Ono. That's not bad" John
Interview of 1975 for Hit parader
Q: "Yeah, your friends..."
John: "Yes, all your best friends let you know what's
FlyingWe swam through the skyFlying4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and when we landed
we felt higher
than when we almost reached the
You kissed my neck and your lips
and the fire in my hair went out
and you sighed.
I hate this part of the song where I can't hear you anymore.
When you woke me up
I remembered why I used to love you;
why the ash on your tongue
used to taste so sweet.
Do I Know You? (Contest)An old woman stood browsing produce. Other shoppers paid little attention to her until a teenage girl with short, bright blue hair and odd, flamboyant clothing approached her. A delinquent, they probably though.Do I Know You? (Contest)1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“There you are. Come on, we need to get moving,” said the blue-haired girl.
“Hello. Do I know you?” asked the old woman. This got the girl several dirty looks.
“Yes, I’m your granddaughter, Pixie.”
“Oh, that’s right,” said the woman. “Do you know where I am? Or what my name is?”
“Your name is Maggie, we’re grocery shopping.”
A few dirty looks began turning sympathetic as Pixie took her grandmother by the hand and lead her further into the store. They barely made it to the dairy section when Maggie said “Hello there. Have we met?”
Pixie nodded. “I’m your granddaughter.” She put a gallon of milk in the cart.
“Ah, that’s right. Nice to meet you.
We're Not CelebritiesFrank's fingernails are blue today.We're Not Celebrities6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gerard doesn't think, Frank's fingernails are blue today, out of boredom of just one of many colors Frank's fingernails are. Gerard doesn't think, Frank's fingernails are blue today, out of surprise that for once Frank's fingernails are some random color. Gerard just thinks, Frank's fingernails are blue today. Because they are. Dark finished and shining like a new car in the sunlight.
They never bring it up, the color of Frank's fingernails. Blunt, little rounded off squares attached to the tip of his fingers and painted something new every few days. There's just nothing to talk about.
Today, Gerard's eyes hurt for no real reason. The sun hot on his skin, burning him through his clothes. He hates it. They could have picked anywhere else to sit, because anywhere else is for the most part, shaded. Here, on the jungle gym, it's not shaded. Gerard digs into the pocket of Frank's forgotten jacket for cigarettes. He doesn't find any. J
Damn Hogwarts Rules~~~ Things I Am Not Allowed To Do At Hogwarts ~~~Damn Hogwarts Rules7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Any resemblence between Dementors and Bin Laden is coincidental.
2. It is a bad idea to slip Professor Snape a powerful love potion.
3. Growing marijuana or cannabis plants is not an extra credit project for Herbology.
4. I should refrain from putting on Death Eater robes, a Death Eater mask and suchlike and go up to Professor Snape, and say, "Dude! Voldemort wants to kill you, he's found out!"
5. I am not allowed to lock Gryffindors and Slytherins in the Room of Requirement and see who comes out alive and who looks like theyve had a right shag.
6. Professor Flitwick's first name is NOT Dobby, no matter how short he is!
7. "OMFG!" is not a spell.
8. I will not refer to Professor McGonagall as 'My Goggly Goo-Goo!" or "McGonalds! McGonalds!"
9. I will not arrange an Aurors meeting in Malfoy Manor OR Nettos!
10. I will not begin Care of Magical Creatures class by singing, 'Can you dance the hippogriff' by the Hobgoblins in a bold voice,
Dress up is the best stress reliever -USxReaderxUKDress up is the best stress reliever -USxReaderxUK3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Cowboy!America x Reader x Cop!England
This is a back story, so you'll at least have some sort of clue on what your relationship is with them both before you have lemonade.
'Another day...another shoulder ache. At least my two favorite boys can cheer me up! Especially Alfred's smile and Arthur's funny, yet cute, eyebrows.' The young woman thought to herself before sighing softly, rubbing her left shoulder gently in fear of worsening the already aching soreness, wanting to ease it instead. Her job hadn't been the most pleasant recently, getting more work hours than she thought was even possible. Receiving late phone-calls, early morning meetings, after hours, so much of these tiring things could surely stress anyone out to the point they actually felt like ripping their hair out.
She should had gotten used to it though, for she has been running this business over seven years, in fact, today was her (Dream business's) seventh year anniversary. Her age was twenty
Howl's Moving Castle Fanfic Chp. 2"Hello sir," a gentleman from behind tapped on Howl's shoulder.Howl's Moving Castle Fanfic Chp. 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello, how are you?" he asked politely while still perusing the different types of cloths the stall possessed.
"I'm very well, thank you," the man replied, "and you?"
"Quite well myself," Howl answered in return. He pulled out a stretch of fabric out to examine it. A beautiful pattern, Howl thought, but to coarse and rough for Sophie's liking. He put it back and kept looking.
"That's good," the man said. "Are you looking for something in particular?"
"Oh, just looking," Howl said, "I'm trying to find something for my wife. I want to make her a dress." He walked along and saw something that caught his eye. A light purple material with a brown flower pattern placed randomly along the fabric. He was about to reach out to feel the texture when he heard his name.
"Howl! Master Howl." He swore that it was Markl calling him. He turned his head to look for the red-headed child and saw him running up the street yelling his name. "
How do you say goodbye?How do you say goodbye?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Three days after you started to die,
when it was just you and me,
and while your tongue roamed restlessly
inside your drooping mouth,
I asked how
do you say goodbye?
Do we hold hands -
your baby-soft grip already receding back
and out to sea, with the winking
calm of a rip laying itself
flat, while the surges of your fasiculations
in the shallow grooves of your ribs.
Do we say the words we already know -
I can see the delay
of words from your brain to your tongue,
and your sunken chest
heaving with measured words and
Do I study your face, to remember -
of your eyes are already drifting
half to sleep,
your waterlogged body bobbing, undecided
on the sea or the clouds.
FiascoFrank stares.Fiasco7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tiniest speck of eggshell has just broken into his bowl with the parts of the egg he was going to make an omelet with. He blinks several times at the small chip of white, clinging to the white of the egg. He looks forward, right in front of him at the cupboards, shuts his eyes and stares back at that little shit of an eggshell, floating around in his uncooked breakfast.
Gerard shuffles in, his feet bare, in his gray, plaid pajama bottoms (the ones Frank likes so much) and a half zipped hoodie that could belong to either of them. His hair is a disaster, but with the quick glance Frank gives him, there are no white eggshell chips in it. Gerard stops behind Frank, making a loose fist in the back of Frank's hair. He plants a kiss on the back of Frank's neck.
"What's wrong? You look like you might be sick," Gerard says softly, directly into Frank's ear. He kisses Frank's neck again, longer this time. "Hm?" he coaxes with a nudge of his hips.
Frank shrugs and lets out a hel
Starlight kisses and bed sheet hugsMy teeth areStarlight kisses and bed sheet hugs1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my eyes
hold dark pockets
because of all
the late nights
I let the starlight
and my bed sheets
because I realized
you never had,
you never would.
Ghirahim x Link - Pt 2 - You taste good....**Depending on how far you are in the game, this fan-fiction will most likely present spoilers!! You've been warned!**Ghirahim x Link - Pt 2 - You taste good....4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Link's eyes widened at the feel of Ghirahim's body on his, and his breath hitched in his throat, making him cough. Instinctively he made a move to turn around, face his opponent, and maybe even get a good slash in with his sword. But, as though he was reading Link's mind, Ghirahim's arms lashed out, binding Link's wrists effectively. The demon lord's touch on Link's wrists was like ice, sending his arms into spasms of pain. For a moment Link was convinced that his skin was freezing, and after glancing down to confirm that no, his wrists were not being disfigured in any way, he fought against the hands that held him back; he squirmed and struggled until his body became hot with exertion and sweat. The demon lord laughed softly from behind him, and Link could feel Ghirahim lightly nuzzle the back of his neck with his cold nose. Link couldn't help but shudder at the intim
TrustLook how the EarthTrust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
aimlessly follows the sun;
Running in circles
to end the same place
365 days later
for the sun is older,
the sun is bigger,
the sun is hotter
And maybe this is why
we blindly follow
these kinds of people too;
We look up at the sky
and trust the sun too
Mindless.Mindless.4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It's all quite simple and clear to me,
that I'm surrounded in an endless material sea.
It's tiring and baffling to those confused,
that generations above and below are sadly abused.
The media of course, doesn't take the time to look,
they scheme knowing their minds are closed books.
So they feed them garbage, make them thin and pretty,
when all I can say is that it's utterly silly.
It's hard to blend when mind set is distraught,
they look you up and down, as if I'm self taught.
What happened to art and appreciation?
I guess it got lost in the process of collaboration.
They're proud to walk with minds thin as paper,
though really they're afraid, because they think it is safer.
And though they seem happy with a mask made of plastic,
perhaps they feel it makes them more elastic.
It's all quite simple in times of damnation,
that I'm surrounded in a sea of total elation.
(C) to Simkaaa.
Are You?I'm sorry,Are You?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I'm not
I'm not a supermodel.
that I'm not
I'm not a comedian.
that I'm not
that I'm not
that I'm not
I'm not perfect.
Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.For once ______ was at the cafe first, trepidation boiling within her about what Arthur had to say. He'd seemed frantic, breathless...her over-active imagination was conjuring all kinds of things that could have happened to him, but hadn't he been at home all day? Surely something bad couldn't have-Delightful Company~ Author!EnglandxReader 5.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_____!" Eventually a windswept author emerged into the cafe like a hurricane, hair soaked from the rain outside and emerald eyes wide. He seemed to be far more dishevelled and weather-stained than he ever had before, not at all concerned about his un-tucked shirt or slightly wonky tie as he dropped into his seat. He appeared very restless too, shifting about uncomfortably. "A-Arthur, what's wrong!?"
He let out a shaky expulsion of breath, brow furrowed. "I...I have something to tell you." _____ didn't get a chance to retort, the Englishman beginning to speak "Listen, Francis rang me and...well..."
"There's good news, and bad news."
There was a pause, filled w
Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 1_________ sat in her room bored to death. The room was adorned with marble figurines, jewel embedded candle holders, and large four-poster bed. The bed was made out of solid wood, with gold and silver bidding, and silk sheets lay neatly across it. A large wardrobe with solid gold knobs sat in a corner of the room, filled dresses from around the world, made of only the finest materials known to man. Any normal person would easily feel like a princess in this room, but she felt like a prisoner. She escaped into town wearing commoners' clothes many times throughout her life, but was always caught and sent back into this 'hell hole' she called home all her life.Pirate!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Pirate Queen-part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Princess _________," A brown haired, green eyed man dressed in a green military-styled coat and matching pants smiled from the slightly ajar door, "As your advisor, I suggest you use your time more efficiently to do your work, as you have time until you father returns from his trip overseas and until the prince awakes from his nap
PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 15PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 153 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England X Reader
To Arthur, it seemed like forever since he had set sail to find (Name) even though it had only been a week, and he was still growing even more worried and worried about her. Honda had recovered and covered the lookout station, for the sake of letting Arthur rest more.
Arthur would hate to imagine the shape she could be in right now. Since his own nights were filled with little to no sleep, he shuddered to think what hers was like. If only they could locate the ship that Honda described.
All of a sudden, Alfred came rushing into his room. "What is it this time Alfred?"
"Honda said he saw a ship a mile out to sea!" Arthur jumped to his feet. Just the news he needed. Grabbing his sword, he followed Alfred out of his room and out to the deck, looking out over the edge.
"Honda, is that the ship?"
Honda nodded up from the lookout station and came down. "The exact same one."
That's all Arthur needed to hear. "Gentlemen, be prepared."
With (Name), Peter Felic
A lovely evening (EnglandxReader) Part 1 Ring RingA lovely evening (EnglandxReader) Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up at a Saturday morning. It was sunny outside and also warm. You didn't want to come out of your warm bed,but the phone kept on ringing and ringing. You finally got up and walked to the phone. ".....Hello?" You slowly said. "Hello (Name)! It's a nice day,is it not?" The caller seem cheerful. You blinked a few times to process what's going on. Then you realized, the caller was none other than England. He was your best friend and crush.
"....Hello?" "Ah! Sorry England. I'm a bit slow today.....I just woke up" You quickly answered. "But (Name).....it's already noon." England stated. You looked at the clock on the wall. It was 12:01pm. "Whoa! I didn't know!" You heard England chuckle a bit.
"No worries,love. You can come over and I'll make something for you." Going over to England's house? Sweet~ you happily thought. "Sure! I'll come over as soon as I dress up!" With that,you quickly hung up before he could answer and dressed up.
PirateEngland X Reader Mistaken Identity Chapter 7PirateEngland X Reader Mistaken Identity Chapter 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England X Reader
"Looks like this place is nothing but an old storage basement," Arthur said, slightly disappointed.
"I'm sure there are plenty of other places to look," said (Name). "Maybe the others have already found something, or someone."
Arthur nodded. "Let's head to the square and wait for them. I'm sure some of them are already waiting there." Arthur headed up the stairs with (Name) following behind him.
Once they got back to the top, Arthur closed the door back and covered it back up and kept moving. Once they got there, they saw Vash, Lily, Francis, Matthew and Alfred already waiting for them at the square.
"Did any of you find anything?" Arthur asked. They shook their heads.
"Ivan and Yao is still out there looking though," said Francis. Just after that was said,
Ivan approached them with a young sleeping boy strewn over his back.
"I've found Raivis," said Ivan.
Arthur smiled satisfied. "Things are starting to look up. Now where is Yao?"
PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 11PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England X Reader
A few hours later, Arthur was on lookout above, looking out to the sea through a telescope. Every second his worry for (Name) grew, but he was trying not to show it. Even so, Yao could see right through him.
"Maybe you should come down now. It'll be late soon," he said.
"I can't," responded Arthur. "I don't want to miss that ship and my chance of saving (Name)."
Yao sighed. "We'll find her Arthur, don't worry. Just come down and rest."
Arthur lowered the telescope from his eye and sighed. "Fine." He put the telescope in his coat pocket and climbed down.
"Your dinner is in your room," Yao said. Arthur nodded silently and headed to his quarters, hunger being the least of his worries. No matter what, he couldn't stop thinking about (Name) and what she could be going through at this moment. It made his stomach churn thinking of all the torture that vile man could be putting her through. All of a sudden, he didn't feel much like eating. He took a couple of