Reaching Out To SanityReaching Out To Sanity2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear the music,
playing in my head...
That brick wall melody,
that leaves me dry and bled.
Back out, unsound, way past
The naive embrace,
clutched like the withering vine,
so doubted in commonplace.
That sorrowful harmony,
with mysterious limbs
running like mad
through my mind, so dim with fog.
In my wake do I hear that music
of the morbid and downtrodden sound...
Sweet, the symphony of my imagination...
the chaos, although so profound.
Stained, my face with the misery
Of this occupation of thought,
not much, yet the burdens are stiff
within the acidic net, am I forever caught.
New JobWow! Look at this town! Misty looked up in wonder at the huge cityscape that surrounded her. The city was the biggest she’d ever seen! This place was great! This place would be perfect to set up as a new home. The gym had collapsed 5 years ago when misty was 17, and ever since then Misty had been traveling the world, looking for a perfect place to set up a new life. It had taken another 5 years to find it. And now she was at the end of her long journey at last. Misty charged down the street with the determined air of someone who wants to see everything they possibly can all at once. Almost every shop and building had something that piped her interest. As she walked down the crowded main street, she stopped in shock in the middle of the street, badly injuring a bike rider behind her as he crashed into a fire hydrant to avoid her. She didn’t even notice. What she did notice was the pokecenter, and at the moment, it had her full attention. It was as big a skyscraper, stretchinNew Job5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rei and the Knock Knock JokeRei and the Knock Knock Joke4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toji swore it couldn't be done.
Kensuke had his doubts.
But darn it, Shinji was going to make Rei laugh. It was lunch period in his school, and with nothing better to do, he approached Ayanami's desk and sat backwards in the chair in front of her. She looked a little startled that he had approached her so casually, but she made no sound. She lifted her head up, and acknowledged him.
"Oh, hello Ayanami!" Shinji said. "Listen, I'm going to tell you a joke, okay? It goes like this Ahem."
Shinji waited for a while. Rei stared at him with her eyes of crimson, unwavering.
"Now, Ayanami, you need to ask me, 'Who's there?', like you're answering the door." Shinji explained.
Rei blinked. "Someone is at my door?"
Shinji laughed sheepishly. "Oh, no, Ayanami-san! It's just a hypothetical. Now say, 'Who's there?' "
"There's no one at my door. I have no need to ask." Rei calmly said. She was about to pick up her book when Shinji stopped her.
"Come on, Rei! Just pretend
Just friends,huh?Just friends huh? That boy has no idea how many feelings I have rushing through me since he declared us just that. Friends. A word that doesn't come close to how we act.Just friends,huh?4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He'll sleep with me every night, half the time clinging on to me in his sleep. Mumbling little nothings in his sleep about pasta and what not. All those nights he woke me up telling me he had nightmares and couldn't fall asleep, crawling into my arms asking me to make them go away.
Then the times he'd kiss me in public, telling me how great of a friend I was, and how much he liked me. He'd always leave me speechless when he did such things. I'd always mumble something and walk away, asking myself why I never told him to stop those actions. Why I couldn't bring my self to tell him this wasn't the way friends acted.
"Ludwig are you okay?" his hand brushed the hair out of my face so I could see his face clearly. Thinking about this in his presence wasn't the best of ideas but what else
SWtCW: Battlefield Christophsis pt. 1SWtCW: Battlefield Christophsis pt. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Clone Wars: Battlefield Christophsis
The Clone Wars have begun, not two months have passed since the opening battle of the war on Geonosis and the planets of the Galactic Republic are under grave threat from the Confederacy of Independent Systems and their Droid Army. The Separatists control many of the hyperspace lanes that link the Republic together, effectively isolating member planets across the Republic and leaving them all but defenseless.
One such planet is the rich world of Christophsis. This planet is not only a major economic hub for the Republic, but it is one of the few planets which has allowed refugee camps upon its surface. Senator Bail Organa of Alderaan has been a major sponsor of these camps and was touring the planet when the Confederacy struck.
With only limited defensive forces, Christophsis was no match for the might of the Droid Army which quickly swept across the planet and conquered it save for a few scattered hold outs. Desperate both to secure t
Project: Miyuki's Big Day With Miku HatsuneMiyuki's Big Day With Miku HatsuneProject: Miyuki's Big Day With Miku Hatsune2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Miyuki was sat at home. It was very warm outside as the summer holidays were just starting. Today though, the usually quiet and calm girl was really nervous. She took part in a contest and emerged victorious from it. This earned her an amazing prize. The pink haired teen girl had won a meet and greet with her favorite singer Miku Hatsune, who was gonna come to her house to answer questions. "I can't wait for her to come~ I hope she's as awesome as she's on videos", she stated and grinned.
As Miyuki ecstatically sat in her home waiting for Miku to arrive, a car silently pulled up to her residence only for the door to open at which point the star herself stepped out of the car. "Alright, this should only be a few hours correct?", as an unknown person inside the car gave her confirmation she closed the door and watched it drive off. "Well, here we go, I hope this is going to be amazing", she said as smiled and walked up to the door finally ringing the do
AT: Lucky Tickle Fight StarLucky Tickle Fight StarAT: Lucky Tickle Fight Star3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Boring~", Konata said, as she was sat on her bed, not moving at all.
Next to her, her best friend Kagami, who wasn't any more entertained.
"Yeah absolutely... nothing to do... it's way too hot outside~", she agreed.
"Ugh...", Konata sighed as she poked Kagami's side in a speed that equals slow motion.
It showed how unmotivated and straight away bored the two girls were.
The summer holidays just started and the sun was shining brightly.
Despite the nice weather, it was way too hot for them to go outside, with temperatures of slightly over 40°C (104°F).
"Eep!", Kagami exclaimed at the fingers touch to her side, as she poked her friend back a little quicker.
"Iyaa!", the blue-haired girl made this strange sound as Kagami has gotten back at her as she added, "This calls for a war!"
All of a sudden Kagami made a quick move and jumped her friend, beginning to tickle her sides.
"Ihihihihihihi whahahahat you dohohohohing Konahahahata?", the young girl asked w
War Changes Everything -GerItaLove is better left in your dreams, not in the present. Especially not in this time period. It was World War 2. A horrible, lifeless, time. It was where I lost everything: my freedom, my people, and, most importantly, the love of my life. He's always been with me till the very end. Well, I guess it's the end now.War Changes Everything -GerIta3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I slowly opened my eyes to the sunshine coming through the open window. The pillow I rested my head on smelled like beer and pasta. I could hear heavy breathing next to me. I sat up and looked over to my lover, Ludwig. He sat criss-crossed on the soft and messy bed. I could tell he had been up all night.
"Germany, what's the matter?" I asked him, holding his icy cold hand. His eyes were empty pools of blue. Ludwig's skin was paler than normal, which was not a good sign. His chest was rapidly rising and falling with every breath. Germany looked so scared; I've never seen him like this before. Ludwig opened his mouth to speak, his voice cracked slightly.
"Their screams," Ludwig
SupriseAlex giggled as he was guided by his friend for being blindfolded he couldn't see where they were heading so he could only follow the sound of his friend's voice, today was a special day for him today for he had reached the big one eight, he can now cast away the shackles of childhood as now he was a full ledge man. He was quite excited for what his Welsh friend had planned even if he had no clue to what he has in store.Suprise2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So come on what is it?" He asked, trying to peep through the barrier in front of his eyes, Lewis chuckled as he made sure Alex couldn't see.
"Now if I told you what's the bloody point in calling it a surprise, also stop being so cheeky and trying to look." He replied helping his blind friend down the stairway, "But look we're nearly there."
Alex continued to giggle lightly taking slow steps downwards; he could hear the sounds of each step echoing across the walls raising his curiosity. Soon he felt Lewis' hand pressed on his chest stopping him in his tracks.
Waiting (Korra x Earthbender!Reader)Waiting (Korra x Earthbender!Reader)11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eyes unwavering, she keeps an almost completely blank expression on her face. Korra remembers when she first met the slightly older girl. It's unusual to be treated normally, almost unnerving, and Korra feels a bit insulted. She's the Avatar. But she's curious who the other girl is, and the quiet almost silent girl with the perceptive gaze, she feels like those eyes know much more than they seem too. It's nice to have another companion, and though she's quiet, Korra appreciated her company.
"Are you the Avatar?"
The soothing presence of the other girl prevents Korra from grinning proudly and declaring it. But, she nods quietly, uncharacteristically, and in response the other girl dons a somewhat demure smile.
Though normally Korra can't stand the silence, the uncomfortable silence that surrounds quiet, this is comfortable and opening a eye to face the older girl, she's fallen fast asleep, slouched against the wall, the sound of soft breathing, and her silhouette casting a shadow
there's more fact to fictioni shouldn't tell you this. not because it doesn't matter, but because you simply do not exist. it took me a long time to admit this so i will not be easily convinced otherwise.there's more fact to fiction4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i find i can no longer imagine a world with you in it. i can no longer remember a past that makes sense to me. i have no idea where i've been or where i'm going and all of this just does not even matter to me. i swear, though, i haven't gone crazy. at least not yet. i'm giving myself another few days before reality completely falls away.
but don't worry about me. it'll all be okay. i just can't be concerned right now.
see, the catalyst to this situation is really just a switch i flipped inside my mind that is probably going to be the complete undoing of me. because the easiest solution to not thinking of you in the wrong way was to not think of you at all. so i don't wonder how you're doing or what you're thinking. i don't call or write or imagine your face. even when i feel the sting of your name on my lips, i
Ruminations on a Fallen Star, Not Yet Fallen A priori:Ruminations on a Fallen Star, Not Yet Fallen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though I am not in love yet, I will be.
I remember how our eyes will meet;
you will see the green stars in my eyes for what they are.
I am afraid.
1. I am star-crossed, tattooed and traversed;
my clumsy limbs build a bridge of my belly
for the constellations to write their paths onto my pounding heart.
Some days these star charts are a chain link fence across my body
and on others—I can trace your name in the lines between my stars,
not the name you bear now but the true one I have always known,
the one that is for me.
2. Nostalgia is always poetic, but the blood memories
are harder to pinpoint; they do not catch like butterflies.
We cannot feel their feathered scales, their veined wings
just their violence against the insides of our veins,
the strength they give us, the gods they hope to make of us—
cruor vult, and I may only hope to survive their frantic seas.
3. I have never been so aware of all the muscles in my neck,
of the way my
Study of the Mind Delve Chap 3Chapter 3Study of the Mind Delve Chap 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dreams: A Psychological Understanding
Sea Ponies: Fact or Fiction?
Long Distance Communication Theories and Ideas
A Modern History of Thumbtacks
Twilight felt her face hit the table hard, prompting Luna to look up quickly from her reading. The paper next to Twilight was filled with many crossed out scribbles that once had been notes on what she had THOUGHT were important aspects of each book in an effort to learn more about the author. But no, each note taken was very easily contradicted in the next book which had some other bit of info that would then be destroyed by the next.
There were only four books he had written and each one told the story of a completely different author.
"Are you alright Twilight?" Luna asked blinking curiously.
"I'm just frustrated is all." Twilight said lifting her head and flipping through the next page of 'Sea Ponies: Fact or Fiction?' "These books are almost like they were written by a completely different author. However, I
On PornographyPornography: A Menace or an Acceptable Form of Expression?On Pornography2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Pornography; depending on the individual, this word can be exciting, uncomfortable, or a conflicting mixture of both. In our society, not only can individuals’ feelings about pornography be widely varied, but so can their definition! If you ask someone what pornography is, they are likely to name a long list of things from magazines to videos to books, and all are correct. With all of this confusion and activity, it is no surprise that there are many opposing viewpoints on the psychological effects of pornography and the morality of its consumption. Some simply describe it as “good” or “bad” for you, while others have more complicated views. Pornography is thought by some to be a therapeutic or educational experience or that it helps set the mood for sexual encounters. Others hypothesize that consuming pornography causes men to be less satisfied with their monogamous relationships and more oka
Toujours la ... [JeanxReader] (Part 2 of 2)Toujours la ... [JeanxReader] (Part 2 of 2)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You kept on hearing these voices, calling for you.
“(y/n)!” it cried, it sounded gentle, masculine and calm. The voice belonged to the one and only….
“Marco?” You grumbled. You slowly opened your eyes to see the man himself. No feature different from when you last saw him. That is, before his demise.
“Who else (y/n)?” He smiled at you and held a hand out to you. You accepted it and felt his smooth touch once again. You groaned a little remembering your incident with The Female Titan. “Where are we?” You questioned grasping your head with your free hand. As you looked at the tanned boy, he seemed a little down.
“Marco. Where are we?” You asked again but this time in a forcing tone. You seemed panicked by Marco’s abnormal ways. He seemed a little more tense and sad. He didn’t seem to answer, the direction he was looking at showed the answer though.
As you turned to face his direction, you found a man crying an
A Life of Their OwnA Life of Their Own5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The images return, flash my display.
This all seems perfectly acceptable,
No questions lifted within addled grey.
I have parted reason; dance with fable,
"Play!" cry my abhorred, vivid daydreams, "Play!"
I try, I try again, again. Unable
To stop this glitch within grinning decay,
I succumb to random blue.
Once empty, now motorcar to survey.
A khaki llama attends, polishing
The red paint alike a goldsmith. Dismay!
Llama's green henpecker, abolishing
All joy, enters. Rabbit, who takes my hay-
Barn solitude and transforms it to sting.
Curse leporidae for taking wet clay
And moulding it out of shape.
A sharp ring,
I am returned to the world of the real.
A panicked fumble for freedom; Must not
Allow control given to the surreal.
A waking dream will never be forgot,
Although sanity will lodge an appeal.
My work will be continued, but fear shot
My concentration and empyreal
Ability. My mind ties
The Monster in the MirrorSimon stood in the bathroom of his apartment, staring at the mirror, and made mental notes of every change in his appearance. The face staring back at him was like a stranger to him, and he was disgusted by it.The Monster in the Mirror2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Simon rarely ate these days, so now his face was gaunt. That, along with his sickly, greyish-blue complexion, made him look like a corpse. His thin face also made his milky white eyes and the long, grotesque nose stand out even more. His hair was now almost completely gray, no longer showing any hint of the dark brown it used to be. It framed his face like a dreary curtain. He had long given up on taming it, just as he had his beard. His hair grew at an unnatural rate, and by now, no matter how often he shaved and cut it, it was hopeless. Even his teeth were different; weeks ago, he lost each tooth one by one, and they were replaced by longer, pointed, shark-like teeth.
As much as it pained him to say so, there was a part of Simon that was glad Betty left before she could see wh
Dewprism II: Baby of Mine - Chapter II, Part 3"I want to go back home right now!"Dewprism II: Baby of Mine - Chapter II, Part 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I told you, we need to find out why your vomiting hasn't stopped." Rue had been trying to explain that he and everyone else had been worried about her; he was also certain that if the doctor hadn't found the cause of her illness, she'd be just as angry.
"Whatever... Might as well get this over with." Mint retorted, crossing her arms over her chest. She slouched back in her chair, looking at the health posters on the walls of the waiting room. Her eyes found a very pregnant woman sitting in a seat at the far corner of the room. Mint muffled an abrupt yelp. That could be her in a few months time!
Rue noticed his wife's anxiety right away (despite her best efforts to hide it) and he quickly grabbed hold of her small hand, intertwining their fingers.
"Everything's going to be alright. You'll see."
"Mint Artema?" The doctor called as he entered the waiting room. "Right this way, please."
Mint looked at her husband imploringly, only to be irritated when h
TrueDarkness shifts behind her eyelids. There was a faint rustle of fabric on her right. Then a voice...True8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mumbling something, she rolled over with the intention of going back to her land of dreams.
The voice persisted.
"Time to open your eyes. It's daytime, my sweet."
She growled a muffled profanity in reply.
There was a heavy sigh. "Fine. You leave me no choice but to open the curtains and let the sun in."
She heard a squeaking noise as her grand bed was relieved to feel the unwanted weight leave. Finally.
Only for its "sleeping beauty" to listen to the sound of sheer curtains parting and the bright sunshine hit her square on the face. Oh that little...! Ugh.
"Close the goddamn curtains, you moron!"
The man -her servant in white and green- whirled around to face his feisty mistress clothed in red and blue. "I'm afraid I cannot do that, Miss. That's no way to greet a new morning."
"Then you can shove that morning where the sun don't shine."
"I know where it does sh
(request) PrussiaXReaderYou sighed as America dragged you to his party. This always happened. You, like the rest of the poor world, were dragged there. Normally, it turned out to be fun, but tonight you really weren't in the mood.(request) PrussiaXReader2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Let the party start!!!!" America yelled, throwing you onto his couch.
The music started, and everyone went off either to the dance floor (how did that thing fit in his living room?) or the bar. Bright lights flashed as people shouted to be heard by their nieghbor, the music was much to loud. England ran around, already drunk sensless.
"Oui! England! Would you stop talking to your imaginary friends? It is creeping everyone out!"
"I agree with France-san."
"Not again Japan! Don't you ever have and opinion of your own?!"
"HEY! GERMANY~! LOOK AT MY PASTA I MADE~!"
"Vho gave Italy alchohol....."
Yup. Your average American party. Sighing, you adjusted yourself to a more confortable position. This was so not your day. First you fell down the stairs, then you ran into your mailbox, and now