Enter MeEnter Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Enter me at your own risk
While I slide my fingers over your disk
I'll kiss slowly down your neck
As you give my shoulders a peck
Just remember there is no way back
Enter me slowly as our bodies smack
Do not stop but go, go, go as you fingers move down low
For if you move real fast, I will move real slow
Enter me now if you wish
For I will eat off you like a dish
Hardly Love At AllIt's quite strange how we met. The patter of electronic signals passing through the lines. The sound of the computer fans buzzing by my ear. The moaning of the woman I was currently having sex with. Across from us was her husband who was having sex with a much younger girl. She was closer to my age than the couple was.Hardly Love At All4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We stood outside the doorway to the apartment building fully dressed. "Got a ride?" I asked her. She seemed too innocent to be meeting strangers on the internet and having sex with them. She just nodded her head no. "Neither do I," I said and she smiled. She was quiet when I first walked in the apartment. She sat on the couch next to Greta, the married woman. Greta played with her hair as I approached them. I knew their would be another person there but I didn't expect anyone as young or as fragile as she looked.
"Catching a bus?" I asked her. She nodded yes.
"Do you live far?" I continued to attack her with questions. She took some time to answer and she kinda wobbled h
Dancing With Dreams'I'm back.'Dancing With Dreams4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The fragile silence collapsed. Slowly, the Other looked up, 'I thought... I thought you'd gone....'
'For longer...' Came the murmured reply.
The Speaker swallowed, 'I'd never leave you.'
'Then where did you go?' asked the Other, indignation making cold words hot.
'I went to chase that happy ending,' answered the Speaker, 'I danced with all the dreams in the world and tried to discover perfection.'
An icy glare, 'So, what did you find...?' The question was bitter.
'I realised that the dreams I danced with were mere imitations of you and I brought my happy ending back in a box.' The Speaker held out a small wooden container.
Taking it, the Other opened the box, 'It's empty.'
A small nod, 'My happy ending. It's you.'
Blind - PhanTitle: BlindBlind - Phan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warnings: Sex, but in no way erotic. Ends.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan or Phil, and none of this has ever happened. I don't think. Phil is not blind.
Author's Note: This is a not-fic. I'd really like to write it, though, as like a fully fleshed thing. I may.
Phil was blind. He wasn't even, like, casually blind with the glasses and all that. He wore a bandage around the top portion of this head. You could tie anything around it, though, because of course, he couldn't see. He only knew the pressure. But I'm not a bitch. He wore a black bandage every weekday, and a white one on weekends, unless it was a holiday. Then he wears black all week. He wouldn't tell me why. It was one of his many secrets.
He made me dye his hair black, too, like when he could see. I could dye it however I wanted, but of course, I'm not a bitch.
And whenever he'd kiss me, his hands would creep up my chest, his hands closing around my neck slowly be
Red vs Blue: Taken AwayThe sound of gunfire and explosions echoed throughout the abandoned base. Two men were fighting to the death. There was a final BANG and everything went silent.Red vs Blue: Taken Away3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"North? North! Get up! Why are you sleeping?"
It was hard to tell where the bullet entered his body. There was so much blood. But North was tough; he could handle anything. He just needed to rest, and then he'd kill this thing that was trying to take him away. He promised he'd protect him. He was only sleeping...right?
Come with us, Theta.
He turned to face the source of the voices. He was shocked and delighted to find his brothers and sisters, who were not even five feet away. His joy turned into horror when he realized they were surrounding the monster who wanted to take Theta. He turned back to North who was only asleep why won't he get up come on North wake up wake up wake up!
"North, I'm scared! Come on, wake up! Please!"
He turned back to his siblings, his tear-filled eyes saying 'Help me!
Mushrooms - Piece 1For being a basement, it finally started to feel like home, Ryan thought to himself. He had spent the last two years of his life becoming an artist, while he was kept in the darkness in the bowels of his captor's house.Mushrooms - Piece 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He wasn't alone. Lorena was about his age, sixteen, but she was still far from trying to make the best of the situation. Ryan didn't blame her.
There were a few positives to living like this and Ryan tried to take advantage with what he had. The basement he was kept in was much bigger than his old room and, more importantly, he was surrounded by all the art supplies he needed. He was currently painting the farthest wall from the stairs into a beautiful blue sky when Lorena returned with Uncle John. It was his best piece of work - his masterpiece.
The locks clicked one by one - there were a total of seven. One light lit the room - it hung, and it swayed. Ryan always became blinded when the door opened, but through that blinding light he could see Lorena's return.
The Life And Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.6)The Life And Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.6)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF KARKAT FUCKING VANTAS
A homestuck a.u.
(homestuck is owned by andrew hussie)
Your legs carry you fast as you turn against a brick wall, spotting the shimmer of Terezi's red dress a block ahead.
A singing drunk looks up as you dash by and into the street, maneuvering onto the next block, feet aching.
She slows at the small riverside park just by the Hudson, and you slow as well.
She stands there, clutching the rail just by the riverside, staring out ahead into the night.
"T-Terezi?" You croak. You're starting to get cold feet; wondering if it was a good idea to follow her out here.
You step closer, frightened at her silence. "Terezi?" There is no sign of tears, but her voice wavers as she finally speaks. "What?"
You calm your nerves and slowly slide your arms around her, hugging her from behind.
She's tenser than a terrified cat but she doesn't pull back or tell at you s
Shadow SunShadow Sun3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in that very moment, I knew it was already too late
My vision has adjusted
The memories of my former life all just slipped away
My light has faded
The last of the fallen sparks fluttered in the distance
My hope has been obliterated
The shadows rose to claim their long awaited radiance
My destiny was always fated
In my heart, I lost it all
To this very second, it's still my fault
In my body, I have been tainted
From all of the damage I sustained
In my mind, I felt everything snap
I smiled as all of the colors turned black
In my soul, I had to let it all go
Cradled by the darkness is all I will ever know
In my eyes, I
Child!RussiaXMama!Reader~ Snow AngelChild!RussiaXMama!Reader~ Snow Angel2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hummed to yourself as you prepared a snack. Your son Ivan would be coming home from school soon and you were continuing your tradition of after school snack time. Today it was peanut butter and apple slices, the perfect meal for a first grader. You heard the front door open and close.
“Ivan, sweetie. Is that you?” you called out.
You heard footsteps hurry through the house, and your darling son ran into the kitchen with tears in his eyes. Immediately you got you your knees and opened your arms. Ivan ran into them and buried his face in your shoulder. You stroked his hair, making shushing noises.
“What wrong, Ivan?” you asked.
“No one likes me Mama, they all say I’m weird,” Ivan sobbed to you.
You frowned. You didn’t like it when your son was upset. You moved him to the couch and wiped away his tears.
“Weird how?” you asked, handing him a tissue.
“They’re scared of me and say that I have a big nose, and sound fu
a second skeletoni. introductiona second skeleton2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i was born 4425 miles away from here.
my heart still lingers there.
i don't want to have it back.
i go through the motions,
don't ask me for emotions.
i once thought i could be happy,
my mistake can be forgiven;
i was so much younger.
now i know better
than to expect anything.
because the only time you can lose,
is when you love something.
that's why i love myself.
YouYou2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The reflection in the Mirror is no longer broken,
The flower in Bloom no longer stained,
The song that I Sing is no longer sad,
The Unconditional love I feel is no longer strained.
The Supernova I see is an explosion of desire,
The Unknown no longer compels me to fear,
If a Hospital is where I seal my fate,
Let it be known I died loving You, my dear.
Autumnal WoodlandsAutumnal Woodlands3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violent winds rush through the dark wood,
The leave-strewn soil is bitter cold.
Colourful leaves lend wings to fantasy,
I look around
Orange and yellow blend in comfortable harmony.
Thick beech trunks are ivy-clad,
The green protects them against frost, snow and rain.
Through the forest echoes a mysterious melody,
Rustling and creaking form a symphony.
Huge clouds move across the land,
A sunbeam penetrates energetically the dull wall.
The fresh and cool air is heavenly,
I breathe deep
I stay and enjoy the pure scent of the autumnal wood.
Russia X Reader: SecretYou're waiting for someone to come at the school gate, It's your job as a Student Council President.Russia X Reader: Secret3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"He's probably in his room by now" said Alfred, the Vice-prez.
"Like hell he is! I've checked him earlier but he's not there!" you're hot-headed as usual
Your long waited time has come, you saw a bike approaching then parked beside the school gate. It was the person you hated the most, Ivan Braginski
"So the bastard is here huh!? You're late again!!" you snapped out
"At least i'm attending school, right?" Ivan smiled innocently
"The hell i do, idiot! Just what the heck are you doing at night? Are you a vampire or what!? Seriously...I'm warning you, If you get late tomorrow, I'll force you to get your ass off here in the school got that!?"
Ivan just looked at you calmly when you left
"You shouldn't said that to him" said Alfred
"That you'll drop him out"
"He deserves it! and enough the talk. Al, time for confiscating tell Francis and Arthur" you ordered and Alf
here's what i think.I was a better person when I wrote.here's what i think.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was a better person when I wrote about boys who'd never return my feelings on silver platters, and ships long lost, or drowned, at sea. It sounds like a disaster, but I only write well with the ashes of a crumpled, discarded spirit mixed with the still-warm tears of a troubled soul.
Words kept me human, for they are what makes us human, and they distanced me from the animal I could become. All I do now is stalk around the concrete city, pace about my enclosure, and think about how my bitterness and I can never be released in the wilderness again.
Before the city stole my words away, I was living in the harbor locked up in a crumbling lighthouse, hoping that some northeasterly wind would blow him back to me. I still yearn, but the sea-stained melody gets lost in the traffic and it's easier to be whole without it haunting my every second.
But, the truth is, I'm burning for more.
I'm not whole without part of him missing, and if I'm filling up the
Watch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSEDWatch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSED3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
There are a lot of contests out there with lots of rules and requirements so i thought to hell with it. the only requirment is to watch me. I will be picking a new watcher at random on DEC 1st 2012
also if you could sumit it to groups
Star SwallowerShe'sStar Swallower4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her head, a stadium drowning with applause.
yet its seats are empty like the notebooks
where armies of words should be marching.
instead she dismantles clocks
thinking she can play with time.
behind the mountains lurks a darker reasoning
a twisted labyrinth of rationalizations
hidden from the suns brilliance.
Years alone beneath the bleached fluorescent
reading those already dancing in the moonlight.
she is living a literary half-life through them
hiding from the symmetry of the writer.
licking salty rocks of excuses.
saving her secrets for posthumous excavation.
decades of productivity left for moths to chew.
you're throwing coffins into the sea
with each day that passes wordless.
denying us the sweet whistles from inside your skull.
meaningful, impacting stories only you could pen.
Stop climbing broken staircases
towards the pale summer stars of obscurity.
these are still fruitful years of beauty.
remove your armor.
claw beyond your fears.
allow us into your wonderla
How to Fix The WorldHow to Fix The World3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
an execution, while play
The howling strings
Of the cellos
Of the veins
Of the time
To the discord
Are the who and what,
the how and the why
Ever lost to that
of the cords
of the strings
of the howling
"Fix this", they cry,
the masses whose
words fester and boil,
carried words, spoken indirect
of the leaders
of the struggles
of the home
of the brave
The final breath
of humanities dying words
"in ashes, from ashes"
She speaks, so melancholy
of the future
of the present
of the past
"World!" She pleads
with a cry, so finishing
"Heed and listen!"
To them she speaks
Of the necessary
of the desired
of the curses
of their blessings...
Seeing him againSeeing him again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What should I do if I see him again? If our path crossed once again.
Should I be happy?
Should I be sad?
Should I cry a litre of tears?
Should I laugh for falling for him?
Should I be mad at myself?
Will my chest hurt again?
Will the time stop once more if I look in his eyes?
I tried to forget about him after all these years, I really did!
I tried loving someone else but it felt like it wasn't right.
My mind forgot about him but a piece of myself and my heart wasn't able to move on.
I thought it was a merely obsession but it wasn't!
What should I do? Tell me!
Now that he is standing a feet away from me, why is he wearing a surprised look on his face filled with mixed emotions?
Why is my feet rooted in this spot while he is walking towards me?
Why can't my eyes leave his?
Will he still remember me after all these years even if it's only my name?
Should I forgive him for befriending me and suddenly disappearing?
No! Don't come any closer! But my voice won't come out.
He called my name. I
.:[REQUEST] LinkXSnapped!Reader :. WEDDING CRASHER.:[REQUEST] LinkXSnapped!Reader :. WEDDING CRASHER3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh the princess has been kidnapped. Oh the princess is in danger! Princess this! Princess that! It was driving you insane! Didn't the old ladies in the market have anything better to do than to gossip about 'how in love the Link boy is with the princess' yes Link. YOUR Link. Well not technically your link but you had been in love with him since you were little. Jealousy getting the better of you , you approached the old women.
"oh why hello [y/n] did you come to pick up your father's medicine?" the oldest of the four asked.
"yes, and I couldn't help but hear you talking about the princess." you said in what you thought sounded like a mourning tone.
"oh yes we were what a lovely young lady did you hear that she's coming to our village to thank link for all he's done!" the youngest said excitedly. You looked up in fake surprise.
"you mean you didn't hear about the accident?" you practically yelled so half the market place could hear you. The oldest woman came back with your father's medi
DistanceDistance2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
CG: ARE YOU FEELING ALRIGHT?
GC: Y34H, 1'M JUST 4 L1TTL3 T1R3D.
CG: WELL, IT IS ALMOST 2 A.M…
GC: 1 KNOW.
GC: BUT 1 DON'T W4NT TO SL33P.
GC: B3C4US3 1 W4NN4 K33P T4LK1NG TO YOU.
I can imagine Karkat blushing right now. I smile to myself.
CG: THANKS, TEREZI.
CG: I WANT TO KEEP TALKING TO YOU TOO.
"Hey babe?" Dave yawns from our bed.
"Come back to bed, it's so lonely without you." I hear rustling behind me.
"1'LL B3 TH3R3 1N 4 MOM3NT," I say distractedly.
"What are you doing anyways?"
"JUST, UM…JUST SOM3 L4T3-N1GHT SCROLL1NG THROUGH TH3 1NT3RN3T."
"Mmm…don't stay up too late. You gotta keep me warm throughout the night." I laugh a little.
"DON'T WORRY B4B3." I hear Dave mutter something and then go back to sleep. Soon enough I hear his light snores, and I go back to the computer screen. I notice that Karkat said something.
CG: DID YOU GO TO SLEEP ALREADY?
GC: NO K4RKL3S, D4V3 JUST WOK3 UP FOR 4 MOM3NT.
CG: I MISS YOU, TEREZI.
GC: 1 M1SS YOU TOO K
The AfterdeathSlow motion movie walkThe Afterdeath3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fear evaporating like Jesus wine
truth in all things
Phoenix Child Chapter IPhoenix Child Chapter I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rixa Akira, the girl with a fierce yellow eye and a icy cerulean one, the girl with platinum blonde hair with a bright golden feather and a fiery red one entwined in her hair. She was no ordinary thirteen year old. She was peculiar, so different from others. From the way she acted around others, to the way she dressed. It was different from most girls. Probably because her past of losing her family before her eyes. Or perhaps she grew up along side mostly boys.Or... Maybe it was something... Else...?
Said girl was hauling metals down to the blacksmith. Her slim arms were wrapped tightly around the crates containing said metals. Lysander and a few others had went on the airship to collect metals, produce, clothing and other goods from distant lands. Rixa usually helped them carry the specific things to the destined location from th