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.'
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 14 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
DistanceDistance3 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
.:[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
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
Child!RussiaXMama!Reader~ Snow AngelChild!RussiaXMama!Reader~ Snow Angel3 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
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
South Italy X Reader - HappinessSouth Italy X Reader - Happiness3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
South Italy X Reader
* I've got to turn this car around, I never should have left you there * - Alexis Jordan
YouYou3 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.
Bad Touch TrioxReader Who said Fainting was Bad?Bad Touch TrioxReader Who said Fainting was Bad?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Holy- How on earth did I get 150 watchers?! O_o Honnestly, I can't thank you guys enough! T^T I am sooo honored to have watchers like you guys. Now, I don't care if you followed me from the start, or just started, I love each and every one of you. If I could, I would hug you~ ...but there's the whole thing of a screen in the way... Yeah....
So yes, this is 150 watchers fanfiction. Seriously thank you guys! :'D
UNTO THE SHOW!
You sigh, leaning against your chair. You had been feeling odd from the moment you woke up; you were a lot more tired than you usually were, and your brain felt really foggy. Massaging your head, you look at the ceiling, wondering what's wrong with you.
Someone taps on yo
Rhyden InformationRhyden Information3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nickname(s): Rhy, Denny
Righty or lefty: Lefty
Weight: 173 lbs
Eye Color: Deep red
Hair Color: Currently Black w/ red streaks (Originally Light Brown)
- Two birthmarks under his Left eye and a few on his lower back.
- Spider bites
- Rhyden has a slim but a bit muscular body. His hair reaching to
his neck, and bangs covering his right eye(nothing hidden, just
kept it as a hairstyle). He eyes droop a bit. his posture is very laid
back, his fingertips usually covered in bandaids, trying to play
guitar. The most he wears is sweatshirts with designs of
bands/logos/etc, followed by skinny jeans and leather boots.
Died at 32(when Rhy was 16), unable to fight the Influenza. She
was the one closest to Rhyden, due to the fact she brought him to
school from time to time and his father was working alot. She
raised him nicely to make sure he wouldnt worry about anything
Help! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!ReaderHelp! Teacher!EnglandxShy!Student!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
_____ bit her lip and shook her hair into her face as she knocked on Professor Kirkland's front door. She, regardless of the fact that she was naturally shy, was extremely nervous and embarrassed to be there. Tutoring. Of all reasons to be here, it was because she needed tutoring. Joy. _____, unlike every other girl in her class, was taking British Literature with Professor Kirkland for the class. Every other girl was there because he was the youngest and sexiest teacher at the university. Sure, he was pretty dreamy, but she wanted to focus on her academics.
She couldn't help but have a crush on her extremely attractive teacher. He was just absolutely perfect; a gentleman, scholar, but still a little quirky and somewhat cynical. He was amazing. And that accent. Oh, how it made _____ melt. She was a huge sucker for British accents. Her thoughts were interrupted when Arthur Kirkland himself answered the door. She had been expecting his younger brother (and her good friend
DeathDeath3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears drip from my face
salt stains my skin
my anger grows
with the drip drop of salty tears.
I always ask myself
"Why do I always have to be abused?"
I am not alone,
but I am the lone victim
of a long lasting vendetta,
a hatred that I have long since had.
The mirror, I see, to my soul grows darker
anger fills my veins
as I hold up a knife.
A voice screams "KILL!"
and another speaks calmly, "don't be rash"
As I drop the knife
I fall to my knees,
and sob silently.
All the people I hold dear
are to far away.
I have nobody,
not a person near,
that can help me.
help me stay safe.
My body is reckless,
and my mind is scared.
My fears will have taken over
and my life will come to an end,
as I drown in a river of sorrow.
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
What We HadWhat We Had3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What We Had
I think it was the lack of connection.
The lack of... touch?
I didn't mean for it to happen.
My desire for love was too much.
He was right there,
In my peripheral vision.
The party was intense.
Nothing but flashing white lights
Filling the room.
He walked up to me,
Wanting to dance and I said
I was with someone.
It's not like it was a
We only ever kissed and said
A whole year of just
Maybe he didn't love me
Like I loved him.
Maybe he was straight.
Maybe he didn't think of men
I still loved him.
I didn't want to let him go.
But I desired something.
I desired something more than
I wanted to touch.
Wanted to be touched.
I wanted to feel another's skin on mine.
I was feeling too much desire to care
I woke up that morning next to a
I never knew his name.
I never asked for it.
Because I didn't
I just got up and
Days after that night,
[Halloween] Vampire!Reader x Prussia: Artefact[Halloween] Vampire!Reader x Prussia: Artefact3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was sitting on the sofa drinking some red wine. My wonderful black dress matched my dark room.
"Oh, dear wine, how marvelous you are." Looking at the glass with admiration, I took a sip and looked at it again while gently shaking it.
"You're so red, like my prey's blood" I cynically chuckled and added. "You're so tasty, like my victim's neck."
I giggled and took another sip. "I wonder who will be this Halloween."
I closed my eyes for a little and opened them again. My precious red eyes looked around my dark room. I looked throught the window and smiled at the moon. "The moonlight it's so sad tonight."
I kept taking sips of my wine as I admired its colour and its shine. "You should be considered an artefact."
I spent some minutes alone describing the wonderful drink I had on my hands. All my thoughts and memories were interrupted when someone knocked at the door. I looked at the door and dropped the glass on the floor, making it to break.
"Miss Van Hellock?"
"Who dares to b
MeaningI was thinking of telling you how much I feel I need you, how you complete me, how I want to tell you everything, how I want to be the one you tell everything to, how you comfort me, how happy you make me, how I think of you all the time, every minute of every day...and you tell me that ...I am your spiritual constant companion...I adore you, it is not just the physical, the sexual part of this, which is amazing too, It is about love, deep, mad and true. I can't believe how much I miss you. There is only one thing to endure this separation ...love. I am so looking forward to being with you again, in your arms. When I say you are my man, I mean you are my physical man and my companion. This is how I feel, and this is why " I love you with body and soul" has a meaning.Meaning2 years ago in Letters More Like This