AlmostAlmost told you I've loved you all alongAlmost10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Almost came clean with you
Almost told you too many things
Almost had you one, twice
Almost lost all hope on you
I'm sick of almost
I'm not going to be afraid any longer
Going to tell you everything
I was stupid to keep it all from you
How could I be so blind?
I almost never had a chance at all
I let all my doubt hold me back but now I'm breaking through
I saw you today
You seemed so ecstatic
I was about to tell you everything but I noticed it wouldn't matter
I was too late, someone already told you they loved you I guess
I came home completely crushed
Why bother to tell you everything when you're already taken
Everything I was finally ready to say wouldn't make a difference in your life
I'll keep it to myself for another time even though I'm always too late
He called me tonight
Told me everything I've longed to hear for the longest time
Said he's loved me all along
Told me I'm the one he's wanted since the beginning
He could never f
linguisticslinguistics10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to tongues juggle a new slang between their intimate proximity,
inventing interesting grunts and whistles to display their emotions.
triumphant chorus lines ring out in a foreign singsong language
utilizing grammatic forgivings to utter a separate piece or cheer.
forsaking their ingenuity, he slips in audible sigh ridden gasps
and english footnotes to imply the dedication of muffled breaths.
chapped lips stutter to a sudden stop, dissolving into abstract gazes
and tactile nonverbal exchanges. fingertips flick in syncopated rhymths.
past tense reflections shed light onto slippery incantations and new
paragraph indentations. present blends into future perfect resurrections
embracing silly hopes and approached aspirations. parted lips
whispering lullabies: he falls asleep and dreams they are able to fly.
Love Poem..Love Poem10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
last night I made a man
out of pillows and forgotten
fragments of clothes
we'd pushed into my drawers.
I held my pillow-man's hand
and made sure he wasn't too warm
because it is summer;
I'm on the second floor;
and that was always your
this morning I tried to shower
but would turn off the water and run
like a soapy dog, complete with
loyal tail wagging, to the door
thinking you'd come knocking.
tomorrow will taste like
the food of a week ago
and I'll wear sunglasses,
which, if you know me,
(and you do)
will seem out of context
and like a little girl
playing dress up.
I know there are supposed to be
radio love songs, movies with Meg
Ryan and wondering when we'll meet
doesn't budge on the details.
Don't Break My Race Car HeartBreak my heart apart, Toy with it like your favorite childhood race car.Don't Break My Race Car Heart9 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Pull it apart and try to put it back together again, forget which piece goes where.
Its ok it still works. Not as good as the first time, but it works.
Race it thru the dusty race tracks you've created for your own pleasure.
Off jumps that leave me shattered and again you put me back together as best you can.
Getting the most use out of every broken piece thats glued together.
Try as best you can, till eventually Im hanging by a thread, with so few original pieces.
I suppose in the end, I'll thank you. I'll praise you for using me till the end.
And when your tired of me and you cant glue anymore pieces back together.
And you just can't remember what I looked like to begin with.
You'll discard me, and find a new favorite toy.
Darkstalkers 4 RosterDarkstalkers 4 Roster4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Darkstalkers 4: Warriors of the Endless Night
Unlocked characters from the beginning:
Description: One of the game's main protagonists, Morrigan returns to the Makai during the time of Corruption's uprising, assisting Demitri in defeating the soldiers that invade his castle. Morrigan and Demitri then embark to the Makai Kingdom to defeat Corruption and save the Demon Realm from utter destruction
Description: One of the game's main protagonists, Demitri's castle comes under the attack of Corruption's army, being assisted by Morrigan in defeating the soldiers and protecting his kingdom. Although their sights to not meet eye to eye, they agree that both of their power may be what is required to defeat Corruption, therefore making a deal with one another to partner together until Corruption was defeated.
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Can't catch me"You can't catch me!"Can't catch me10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Shut up," The other boy said to his brother annoyed, "You have no where to run."
"Doesn't mean you can catch me, never could, never will."
My brother was right, I could never catch him. His words stayed true to this day, although the circumstances had changed, considerably. Then, it had been two brothers playing, now, was far more serious.
At fourteen we were separated after the accidental death of both of our parents in a car crash. We had promised to keep in touch, but we were fourteen year old boys, thus instead we grew apart. I was extremely lucky, I realize that now, for the family that had taken me in were very kind. Although the loss of my parents, I was able to be happy and pursue my dream, which I did, I became a cop. I had only one more wish, that one day I would get to see my brother again.
I did, on the most wanted list, and in a file with a picture of him and all the crimes he had comm
If Baccano was a forum...If Baccano! was a forum...If Baccano was a forum...6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Isaac and Miria would be the overly enthusiastic members, always warmly welcoming every n00b in the "new members" section. Isaac would open 35 topics a day about everything that passes by his mind, with Miria commenting on each of them, till mod Huey closes them all. They both are phisiologically unable to stay on topic in any discussion.
Huey would be the angry mod banhammering everyone who annoys him.
Elmer would be the nice mod, always trying to make everybody get along and have fun, and not taking anything as srs bizness.
Maiza would be the polite member who was there since the forum was born, he opens interesting discussions and always provides sources for everything he says. He helps the mods but doesn't want to become one. He's always buggered by Firo about how to post links, images, hide spoilers, retrieve his password, etc.
Firo would be the eternal n00b, never understanding how the forum works.
Ladd would be the ultimate troll, spamming the forum an
I will never know, but I wouldTRANSMENI will never know, but I would5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will never know how painful it is to get caught in my zipper. I would take the chance, if it meant I had a penis and I could pee standing up
I will never know how embarrassing it is to get an erection in public. I would happily hide my visible arousal, if it meant I could get an erection.
I will never know the disgust of having to go to the doctor for a prostate exam. I would go and get an exam every week, if it meant I had a prostate.
I will never know the agony of being kicked in the balls. I wouldn't curse or scream about it, if it meant I had balls that could be injured.
I will never need to use a condom for the reason "I don't want my partner to get pregnant". I'd never gripe about having to use a condom, if it meant I had the ability to get someone pregnant.
I will never know the moodiness, bloating, and cramps of having PMS. I would not complain and I would try to deal with the agony, if it meant I got a period.
I will never know the dread of going to a g
A West Worth Saving-Ch. 1 Tennessee had his arms hanging through the bars of his fancy jail cell, swinging freely and bored as can be, “Have you ever heard of hospitality, Sheriff?” he called, sticking his nose through the steel bars. The metal was cold against his muzzle.A West Worth Saving-Ch. 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
“Now why would I need to be kind to a crook like you? Eh Cooper?” The Sheriff responded somewhere to Tennessee’s right.
Tennessee laughed and pulled back into his cell, “How’s your wife then, Edmund?”
The Sheriff looked away from his paper and towards Tennessee’s cell, “She’s doin’ fine, Thanks.” No reason they couldn’t have a friendly chat. After all, they’d known each other for years and always had conversation, but usually through walls after a shooting or robbery. Never before had they been able to talk in such close quarters.
“Good to hear, and the kiddies?” Tennessee asked.
A West Worth Saving-Ch. 2 Tennessee leaned on the wall facing the outside of his cell, “Sheriff?” he called. “Sheriff? Come ‘ere, Will you Edmund?” he grinned.A West Worth Saving-Ch. 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
Sheriff Edmund finally stood in front of Tennessee’s little cage, “What is it, Cooper?”
“Why don’t you let the lad out, Sheriff? You and him seem dandy for each other!” an Irish accent poked through a cell across the hall.
“Shut your yap, Paddy,” Sheriff Edmund glanced over his shoulder at the old goat,
“You’ll get a chance.” He turned back to Tennessee, “Now what, Boy? You bored of jail yet?”
Tennessee laughed, “No sir, I’ll leave when I’m finished here,” he examined his sleeve, pulling a fluff off of it and tossing it aside, “Just needed someone to talk at, that’s all,” he told the Sheriff as he watched the fluff float to the floor.
The Sheriff rolled his eyes and
A West Worth Saving Ch. 9 Patricia looked uneasy in the saloon, being the only girl not sitting on some stranger’s lap, “Must we dine here?” she slumped in her creaky chair and pulled her new hat down to cover her bright eyes.A West Worth Saving Ch. 92 years ago in Settings More Like This
Tennessee pushed his plate back, chewing the final bite of his slow cooked meal, “You haven’t touched your food,” he swallowed, “So I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.” He reached into his backpack and pulled out a single piece of silver, “If you want me payin’ for that grub, you best be eatin’ it.”
Patricia groaned and pushed her hat back up, “There ain’t a thing wrong with the platter,” she filled her fork and took a bite, “It’s the harlots around me that keep me distracted.”
Tennessee was glancing in the same way she had been, watching a young mouse fiddle with her corset. “Well hey now, remember what I was sayin’ abo
Oportunida XVIIIOportunida XVIII5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto
Tocaron la puerta de la casa, esta era de un piso, tenia un jardín con 2 manzanos, además de una variedad de flores, a Sakura le extraño que Naruto al ser un gran actor y dueño de una de las mejores empresas de producción y Hinata al ser una modelo reconocida, su casa no se encontrara en una de las colonias populares.
-Es para tener más privacidad-contesto, como leyendo los pensamientos de la chica.
-Em., si- de cierta forma ella haría lo mismo, al lidiar con periodistas en busca de algún titular día con día.
Se abrió la puerta de caoba de la casa, los recibo a ambos Naruto con la sonrisa zorruna que siempre lo ha caracterizado
-Sakura-chan, Teme solo faltaban ustedes- el rubio se hiso a un lado para dejarlos pasar.
Sakura coloco sus aperitivos en la mesa y se dirigió a saludar, Sasuke coloco su presente junto con los otros para después pasar a saludar pero lo detuv
Sly Cooper: A fox and a snake“Hmm, what is this?” Carmelita Fox, a humanoid fox who wore a brown coat with a blue mini top under it with a blue skirt and brown boots said. She bent over to pick up a card on the floor as she was currently stationed in a German museum and was on patrol to guard it’s artifacts. She looked the card over to show a marked image of the Snake Eye’s jewel which was the museum’s most valued object. “Sly Cooper!” She said knowing he was behind this and rushed off towards the room and already saw the security system damaged. “I got him now!”Sly Cooper: A fox and a snake2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Carmelita slowly made her way over to the doorway with her shock pistol ready and charged. She could hear a lot of movement inside of the room and knew the whole gang was there. “Jackpot.” She said as she took a deep breath and leap into the room.
“Freeze and put your hands up ring tail gang!” She shouted as she aimed her shock pistol forward only to have several guns aimed back
A West Worth Saving Ch. 11 A gray horse was standing tied, waiting for Tennessee and his captor. The bear hoisted Tennessee up on his stomach uncomfortably on the horses rump, “Hope you didn’t plan on riding,” the bear told him, climbing up in the saddle, “I ain’t that stupid either.”A West Worth Saving Ch. 112 years ago in Settings More Like This
Tennessee was perfectly aligned with the brute’s hip, and he watched his own gun lay against the saddle inches away from his muzzle, “I wouldn’t dream of it, my good boy,” he commented, “It seems you are just too crafty for me.”
The bear nodded and spurred his horse on, knowing a walk would’ve been fine-but a trot was much worse for his second passenger.
As Tennessee bumped along, he pulled at each arm, but to no avail did he loosen his ties again. He knew very well that the town was only a few minutes ride from the plantation, so he’d have to act quickly.
~ ~ ~
The sun was just above their heads as Tennessee watch
A West Worth Saving Ch. 10 “Little sticky fingered yellow belly!!” The plantation owner crashed through the open door and caught Tennessee red handed-and for the first time in a long time, the thief was forced to act quickly.A West Worth Saving Ch. 102 years ago in Settings More Like This
Tennessee tossed the statue at the growling bear, distracting him so he could squeeze around and out the room. He leapt the banister and dropped, running as soon as soon as he hit the ground, “What did ma always say?” he scolded himself as he burst through the front doors of the plantation, “Work with the trusted,” he heard a gun click behind him, “But never trust who your workin’ with!”
He dove over the stone fence in front of the walk as a double barrel exploded. Tennessee paused, tossed his hat up and ducked as the finale shot fired before the gun had to be reloaded. Taking the opportunity to run, Tennessee rolled forward, scooped his hat up and bolted for the hill, making it only halfway up before the next two sh
A West Worth Saving-Prologue Tennessee tried desperately to pull out of his father’s arms, but he was simply too little to fight against the frightened hug he’d been sucked into. His eyes swayed over to the window to see his mother outside, but he couldn’t see her from where he stood. She was on the dock, crouching and swishing her tail in anger last he saw her, “Pa?” Tennessee asked, scared.A West Worth Saving-Prologue2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fits’ hand flew to his son’s mouth, “Shh.”
Tennessee yanked his head away from the hand sticking to his muzzle, scowling. Quickly, he ducked under his father’s arms holding him close, and ran to the window. He pulled the curtain aside, and watched his mother swing her dagger at the biggest, most strange bird he ever saw.
He watched, horrified, as the bird swatted his mother off the dock and followed her into the water. Tennessee gasped and fell backwards into his father, who cradled him like a baby. Tennessee whimpered into his fathe
A West Worth Saving Ch. 6 Paddy groaned, squeezing his eyes tighter shut, “Great, just great. Now what’s to do about him?” Patricia waved toward Paddy.A West Worth Saving Ch. 62 years ago in Settings More Like This
Tennessee flicked his hat brim, “I’d say your debt’s repaid, Miss. You broke the fella out of jail, and saved his sorry tail end,” he told her honestly, “You can either leave him here, or wait ‘till he’s up.”
Patricia scratched the back of her head, “What’s this about silver goods you were speakin’ of?” she asked suddenly.
“Oh no Miss,” Tennessee shook his hands at her, “You’re NOT tagging along.”
“Well,” Patricia countered, “Paddy must’ve heard the same conversation,” she tapped her temple a few times, “I’m sure he can recall once he’s up, We’ll be there quicker than flies on honey.”
Tennessee snorted, “Paddy won’t be up until I
A West Worth Saving Ch. 7 Tennessee sat tall in the saddle, keeping an eye on Patricia without her notice. She had begun to droop in her seat with a tired look on her face, “We’re to ride on all night, Miss Patricia, You sure you want to come along?”A West Worth Saving Ch. 72 years ago in Settings More Like This
Patricia sat up, blinking quickly, “No, no, I’m perfectly fine,” she defended herself.
Tennessee sighed, “I suppose…” he said to himself, then louder, “I suppose we could stop and rest,” he stared at her, glossy brown hair reflecting the moonlight gracefully.
She was a sight to see, even when tiredness took over her body.
Patricia shook her head, “No, Let’s keep going, if I fall asleep, just make sure I stay in the saddle, Mister Cooper. We’ll get there.”
“No really,” Tennessee sighed, bringing his horse to a stop, “If we stop here and rest, it’s safer than sleeping close to the plantation anyway.” He sli
A West Worth Saving Ch. 12 Tennessee bit his lip, holding back a flurry of shocked and confused words, “Look who made it out alive,” Patricia laughed, pulling her chair closer to the Irishman that had just showed affection, “Thought for sure that fellow’d skin ya.”A West Worth Saving Ch. 122 years ago in Settings More Like This
Quickly, Tennessee put it together and showed no signs of ever thinking otherwise, “Glad I could be of service to you two love birds,” he grinned sarcastically, sitting backwards on his chair, “The goods enough for you?”
Paddy laughed, refilling his shot glass, “Would have been better, had we seen your mug behind bars.”
“But a handful of them jewels made us the ones to be around, so I’m happy with it,” Patricia added.
Tennessee pulled his gun out of its holster and rested it on the table, running his finger over its dull shine to clean it, “Clever girl, you are,” he stared at his gun unmoved, “I have to admit you had
A West Worth Saving Ch. 4 Tennessee snuck out into the night easily, leaving out the same way Paddy and the girl had gone and walking right past the sleeping Sheriff. He looked around for his horse, hoping he’d be around still, but since prison, his horse had probably been auctioned off quickly.A West Worth Saving Ch. 42 years ago in Settings More Like This
Walking down the steep road into the thicker part of town, he scouted for a worthy mount to ‘borrow’ until he found a more suitable one. He spotted a few speckled horses and a few solid colors lined up outside the saloon, some standing patiently, some pawing at the ground and grunting.
Tennessee decided a darker, solid colored horse would do better for the job and he walked in front of the horses, touching each one on the nose. Behind him, a drunken man stumbled out of the saloon and fell next to Tennessee’s feet, “Need some help there, Bud?” he offered a hand to the woozy man on his hands and knees.
“Nah,” tipping himself over, the drunk man wa
A West Worth Saving Ch. 8 Patricia twisted in the saddle as gunfire sounded behind them, “Can’t be the sheriff’s posse, can it?”A West Worth Saving Ch. 82 years ago in Settings More Like This
Tennessee twisted with her, “You tell me, do those sound like the law enforcement’s guns?”
Patricia listened for a moment, “…Um….”
“Because to me it sounds like a Winchester rifle, not a 6-shooter,” Tennessee turned back forward and smiled at her, "And the posse uses revolvers and 6-shooters."
“Alright, Mister Cooper,” Patricia listened and agreed with him, though she couldn’t tell the difference, “So who is it then?”
“A hunter, maybe,” Tennessee scratched his chin, “Or a farmer taking care of a pest,” he spat the word ‘pest,’ imagining the poor fellow that made his way onto an angry farmer’s property.
Patricia faced forward again, “So not everyone is as able as the famous ‘T
A West Worth Saving Ch. 5 The girl wore a buttoned shirt and a red bandanna around her neck, she had dark pants and thick belt to match her leather vest. Tennessee cocked his head, staring at her chest,A West Worth Saving Ch. 52 years ago in Settings More Like This
“You’ve got a star,” he pointed out.
The girl stood up and raised her hand to slap him, but Tennessee caught her arm as it flew, “I meant your badge, Miss,” Tennessee pulled the corner of her vest and admired a shiny silver star that read ‘Sheriff’ on it. “You ain’t law enforcement, Miss, Where’d you get that?”
The girl pulled her hand free roughly, staring at Tennessee with anger brimming in her eyes, “Same fella I got my revolvers from, if you must know,” she hissed.
Tennessee nodded as he bent over Paddy’s barely breathing body, “Ah, your so called ‘lover’ I presume?” he asked, sweeping his arm under Paddy and lifting him to his feet.
The girl ducked under Paddy’
A Promise | (Levi) [Drabble]A Promise | (Levi) [Drabble]10 months ago in Drama More Like This
* A/N: Highly recommend listening to the song while reading! There is ushering to blood and injury in this.
( X )
This was his last recluse.
The air seeps up his nostrils, and tickles his sore, scarred, unruly skin. Pain tears through his body like a boiling stew, infesting and colonizing his insides without shame. His knees collide with the mattress of grainy particles, the salty scent of the oceanic substance teasing his cracked, flaking lips. He's become accustomed to the sight of thick crimson, the permanent dye in his military uniform sending a bout of frustration in addition to his already hellish torture. This blood will not, cannot, will never evaporate, etching painfully into every heavy, sunken beat of his lasting heart.
Armin. You wanted to see the ocean.
The memories flicker unhealthily in his obscured vision, the golden haired
A West Worth Saving Ch. 3 Tennessee jingled the keys once more, surprised at a woman’s voice.A West Worth Saving Ch. 32 years ago in Settings More Like This
“Give her the keys, kid, it’ll be best for all of us,” Paddy warned from his cell.
Tennessee chuckled, “I think I’ll let myself out first,” he stood up and slipped his arms through the bars. The girl stepped forward and he pulled the keys back into his cell,
“Ah-ah-ah, Miss, You so much as breathe on me and I’ll go to right back to bed with these keys at my side.”
The girl stepped back and Tennessee stepped forward again, “That’s-a good girl,” he slipped the key in his lock and twisted it. At the click sound, he grinned and pushed the door open, “Now I coulda gotten out, but your kind doing is appreciated,” he swung the keys around his fingers, making his way to the front of the prison. The girl followed, her face still hidden under her hat and hood.
“What’s a girl need with ‘ol