The Softer Side of Loki Contest EntryLook into my eyes.The Softer Side of Loki Contest Entry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me, can you do it?
Can you keep the disgust
from your face?
Can you believe
of all things,
was a race.
father loves me,
don't you throw me
with a heart of
killed 80 people in two days,
still standing alone.
But make no mistake
this bleeding heart won't
'Cuz when it all winds down,
you were made to be ruled.
FallenPlease don't hurt.Fallen4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please don't cry.
You gave your wings
So he could fly.
Yet ungrateful -
He flew away,
You begged him stay.
He speaks his words
And storms through life
He's given up
And given in,
As his worlds
Spins around him.
No matter what
You yell and scream
He sees you only
As a dream,
For he knows
That if he wakes
His ebbing faith
May crack and break,
And even though
You care for him
He's hated you
Since the beginning.
At least, he claims
That that is true,
But really he
Just misses you.
He is scared
To face belief
And love, because
For all his grief
He can't admit
That through his life-
Through all the years
Of (im)mortal strife-
He has felt guilt
And joy and pain,
And aches for you
To call his name
In a way that
Shows you will
Forgive him and
Save him from Hell;
For long ago-
When he stood tall-
He feared he'd Fall.
GabrielGabrielGabriel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beautiful on the outside,
Broken to the core -
Stand up, talk straight!
Don't say anymore.
He no longer prays
For he no longer cares.
Wanted or unwanted;
You'll never see him there.
The dullness of the moment
Has finally got to him.
His never-ending story
Has nowhere to begin.
And that gateway to heaven?
He's convinced he's seen it:
Claims his mind and his body
From the heart of the pit.
Secretly TogetherBehind closed doors we fall in each other's arms,Secretly Together5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Like finding consolation in trust of our dreams.
But only in evenings,
When all the thorns have been shed away.
And comes the steady glow of the moon reflecting in your eyes,
The steady warmth I can feel glowing from your skin.
However when you blink,
The world seems to waver at its brink of life.
Still nothing seems close to describing this moment of us together,
Just another of the many we will probably forget.
But like the millions of love stories left unread,
It's as beautiful as any love could be tonight.
FallenFallen4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the ground lay bloody feathers
A war that tore a family apart
heavenly being you fell too far.
the hands that carved your wings strikes you down
why such hate for these beings that your brothers protect?
is it because they bleed and kill in your father's name?
Sitting in a forsaken palace your hate grows,
for jealousy consumes even the most pure of heart
why does your face twist from pain and anger?
You were once beautiful as the sun itself.
But now in this hot paradise of evil you rot and turn cold
Beautiful creature look how far you've fallen,
deceitful lies become your soul and murder fill your blackened eyes
Devils and demons surround your burning throne.
Your darkest day has hold at last
King of a new heaven you punish crimes of life
Hear their pleas for mercy as you rip the flesh from bone
This is your punishment as well.
Never wanted to truly leave your sky filled home
Your crying can be heard by the humans you hate
Never dieing is the rotting beast that you've become
TogetherI can see peace in your eyes,Together5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Feel the love in the back of my mind.
It's all I can do to will it to last forever,
The fleeting moments when I feel there's only one heart of us together.
And as we held each other skin to skin,
Touching your delicate hand over my heart,
I wonder just how close you can feel,
Of the millions of little reasons I love you.
Between Heaven And HellHell and heaven now as one,Between Heaven And Hell7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ghostly revelation now begun,
Smell the fires of burning glory,
A third testament written with a twisted story.
Oh can you hear the angels sing?
Their shrieks of pain from fiery winds,
And can you hear the demons cry,
Lights from heaven now blinds their eyes.
The hands of the lord are not so forgiving,
To weak to break this sinful living,
The wars of ages still raging on,
In a world where peace does not belong,
With hell on earth and fire in sky,
Lay down your weapons and watch life die..
A HeartA heart does not have eyes,A Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so it is blind,
A heart does not have ears,
so it is deaf,
But a heart does have a beat,
and it beats for you, my love.
MichaelMichaelMichael4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through the sky
On frostbitten wings,
The blissful days
When his brother would sing.
On distant lullabies
He wishes to forget.
All of his losses
Tangle in the melody
But were they worth it?
He shamelessly begs,
Not God, but the stars
For just one more chance.
But his pleas go unanswered
For he's lost all hope
In this everlasting dance.
Dream OnA dream can beDream On3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a passing thought;
a passionate ambition.
A dream can be
a battle fought;
a superficial mission.
A dream can be
a driving force;
a forgiving comfort.
A dream can be
a thriving source;
a deceitful consort.
A dream can thrill you;
drive you or kill you.
Beware of this, dreamers
and Dream On.
Because I Miss YouI fell asleep last night with your letters by my side.Because I Miss You5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There must have been a hundred pages,
Scented with the love I've been dreaming of every day.
So it is true that I read all of them before sleep sometimes,
Just once in a little while,
Slowly like the way I long to caress your lips.
And the softness of your touch haunts my every dream,
Like this longing I have of you,
Burning ever so precariously in this moment of my heart.
Building Confidence As an ArtistBuilding Confidence as an ArtistBuilding Confidence As an Artist3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
It can be difficult for a beginning artist to be confident in your skill and in yourself. Self confidence is an important part of being an artist- and indeed; a human in general. There are tons of steps you can take toward being a confident artist with all the skill and knowledge of a pro.
1: Start Simple.
starting simple can be hard for someone with big dreams but let's face it; nothing is a worse letdown than trying to start on a piece too complicated for your skill level. It may seem degrading, but trust me, no good artist got where they are without working on the basics first. the sooner you realise this, the sooner you will improve by getting the basics down.
2: Practice when ever you have time, but make it fun.
Okay, I know video games or cartoons might be another passion of yours, but set those aside for 30 minutes to an hour every day to practice. Practicing seems tedious to most, but if you make it a game or a challenge for yourself it can beco
Reflection of an Anorexic Mirror Mirror,Reflection of an Anorexic4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On the wall
Who is the thinnest
One of all
I know it's not me
I'm just too fat
Long and tall
Who is the skinniest
One of all
Stand up straight
Suck in your gut
Then I may not hate
Clear and bright
Please don't watch
As I starve tonight
Disgusting and lifeless
Without another guess
Don't show me
Bent over, wishing
For what I can't be
I'm stuck in this body
With food to fear
Broken and shattered
Don't stare at me
With this body battered
With blood running
Down my curled fist
Stupid mirror, you had it coming!
Trick or TF storyTrick or TF story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The wind gave a quick whip to Blaine's black hair. It was a cool Halloween eve as he made his way to the TF Cafe', dressed in his surprisingly convincing Revolver Ocelot costume. He at one point considered shaving his goatee for the costume but eventually dismissed the thought, but no matter. He loved Halloween, and this one was going to be especially enjoyable. Entering the TF Cafe', he took a seat and waited for the others to arrive, adjusting his glasses.
"Blaine, is that you?" Turning quickly, Blaine saw Eli, his fellow cafe' worker, dressed in a pink cheerleader costume with a large 'AB!' on the front, her diaper poking out from underneath and her shiny purple hair in matching pink ribbons.
"Oh, hey, Eli. Anyone else here?" "Nope, not yet." she said taking a seat next to him. "Oh wait! Zay-La's here!" she said hurrying off. Blaine huffed in amusement. Eli was such a jittery girl. If Zay was here though... Zay-La was a very powerful witch and had a macabre sense of humor, often TGi
Seal Their Fate: NarutoSeal Their Fate: Naruto4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Seal Their Fate: Naruto
1. Hinata/Age Regression
2. Naruko/Mental Regression
6. Tsunade/Body Swap
8. Ino/Intelligence Reversal
9. Konan/ Breast/Butt Expansion
11. Kurenai/TF to Clothing
1. Hyuuga Hinata, Age Regression
Hinata sighed, sitting on a short stump in the middle of the woods. She had shown up to a training session early, so she was left waiting for her sensei to show up, along with her teammates. She slowly moved her foot around the dirt below her, before seeing something off to the side. It looked like a small scroll, hidden in the grass behind a tree. Curious, she rose and walked over, picking it up. She looked around, a light blush on her face, before slowly opening it. It was entited "Experimental jutsu" along with seeral handsigns, including some that she was only somewhat familiar with. Most interesting, though, was the fact that the handwriting was familiar, like
My little PuffinMy little Puffin4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Little Puffin
Early one morning Sweden was up doing his normal routine, normally he would be up with Finland to watch the sun come up but Finland,Denmark and Norway were taking a vaction in their homelands for a couple of days, so Sweden was alone with Iceland, who was soundly asleep upstairs. Sweden knew that he shouldn't let Iceland sleep in so late,considering how nice it has been outside, immediatly Sweden walked up stairs into Iceland's bedroom only to see the chilly nation sleeping the afternoon away. "Ice?....Ice you need to get up." Iceland, not wanting to get out of bed let alone fully wake up, opens one eye towards Sweden. "Hmmmmm??" He replied in a sleepy tone of voice. "Get up you've been asleep all day" Sweden asked again with a explanation as he walke
Cynthia's Nursery Chapter 1Cynthia's Nursery Chapter 1: Enter BiancaCynthia's Nursery Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bianca, young trainer of the Unova region was traveling after losing again to her friend, Cheren. Bianca managed to make it to Undella Town where she saw someone just outside of the villa, she decided to go talk to the person outside. "Hello there." Bianca said before realizing who the person was, Cynthia, the champion of the Sinnoh League.
"Oh, hello, from the looks of it I could assume you are a Pokemon trainer, am I correct?" Cynthia asked.
"Oh, um uh, yes I am" Bianca replied after being startled by the question "Aren't you Cyn-"
"Before you finish that, yes I am the champion of Sinnoh, Cynthia, it's nice to meet you, oh I'm sorry, I forgot to ask of your name."
"Oh, right, I'm Bianca and it's nice to meet you to. I'm just surprised that a champion from far away is here."
"Well I came here to study the Abyssal ruins for my study
Padded Pool DayIt was two months since Dan had gotten his packet of diapers. He wasn't going to forget how he was forced to use his diaper for the first time by the laxative he unexpectedly ate. Yet despite that he enjoyed using it, the warm squishy mess was strangely nice and enjoyable. Dan wasn't going to soil his back side again unless he was busy with something and home alone so his parents wouldn't be able to smell the diaper. He also wanted to do it out of no control meaning he would eat some food and a laxative.Padded Pool Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wonder what Sarah's doing? I hope she'll be able to help me get some more diapers," Dan said to himself as he noticed his set of diapers was running out. Dan had hopes of keeping his set of diapers lasting longer than he intended but he found he enjoyed wearing them more than he first thought.
RIIIINNNG! RIIIINNNG! RIIIINNNG! Dan's phone started to go off, he looked at the caller ID but he didn't know the number. Taking a chance he picked it up, "Hello?"
"Hey Dan, its Sarah from the
Sleepover Chapter 3SleepoverSleepover Chapter 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jennifer sat at one side of the couch while Amy sat at the other. She wished that she could get her wet diaper changed, but not as much as wanting to help Amy feel welcome at her new home. Whenever she wants to talk to her, she would just try to avoid her. She does understand why she didn't want to talk to her, with her incontinence and all, but all Jennifer wants was to help her adapt to her new surroundings.
"So," Jennifer said, trying to start a conversation, "What does Mrs. Paddock feed you whenever you're being treated like a baby?"
Amy just took a stern look at Jennifer and answered, "If you must know, for breakfast she bottle feeds me with milk, feed me baby food for lunch, and for dinner, and takes some food and makes them bite-sized. She's probably going to do the same for you, I suppose."
"But what about taking a bath?" she also asked.
"We both have to be in the same tub," Amy answered, "During bath tim
Trainer Erika 1Trainer Erika 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Erika made a wide yawn as she stepped headed down the stairs, Sarah having changed her diaper before she left for the day. The little girl was already fully dressed save for her shoes and heading in the direction of the kitchen for some breakfast.
What she wasn't expecting though, was her mother sitting at the table looking rather solumn. Just beside her on the suface was Erika's favorite backpack, which appeared full to bursting. Diapers, bottles, packs of food, and changes of clothes were all peeking out of various pockets at the girl, and her sleeping bag was tied coiled to the top.
"Umm..." More befuddled by her mother's serious stance then her backpack being ready for what looked like a month-long camping trip, Erika asked, "Uh... Mom what-"
"Erika, it's time for you to go."
..... Did she miss something? thought Erika, baffled. Had that perfume done something she didn't know about? "Ti-Time to go?"
"That's right. Now come here..." Picking up the backpack and stepping toward her da
Sweenett: You give me feverSweeney Todd was at his shop, sitting in his barber chair. He didn't feel quite well since that morning. Well, he never did actually feel well, not since he was parted from his family, his Lucy and his little Johanna. He tried to remember Lucy's face but he couldn't, blaming it to the headache he had and his sore throat. Suddenly he felt very cold. Was he sick? No, no he never got sick. Not even when he was weak, when he was Benjamin Barker.Sweenett: You give me fever4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He closed his eyes. If only he could sleep, but he never slept. He never was a good sleeper. He tossed and turned all night, never waking up later than five in the morning. The only way he could sleep was if his wife was near him. And that would never happen again, thanks to that vermin, Judge Turpin and the Beadle. Oh, how glorious will be the day when he slits their throats. When he will make them pay for what they did to his angel, his life, his Lucy. He coughed and shivered.
Outside was dark and he saw the last customers Mrs. Lovett had, pay fo
Harry Potter: Quite a handfulHermione sat in the gryffindor common room, reading her favorite spell book, wand in hand if she wanted to try a simple one.Harry Potter: Quite a handful3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hermione!" She could hear Harry and Ron running in to find her. She tried to ignore them, but again they beckoned her. "Hermione! Hey, Hermione!" Ron was running so fast he almost couldn't stop himself. His legs hit the side of her chair and he involuntarily leaned over her.
"What could you two possibly want?" She grumbled, barely glancing up from her book.
"Look at what we learned how to do." Harry flicked his wand and said a random spell. Hermione looked up to say something, but stopped when she saw that the spell had switched the two boy's hair colors around. Harry was now a red head, which looked odd, and Ron was a brunette, and this made him appear less annoying.
"I don't have time for this." Hermione went back to reading her book and waved the two boys off with a wave of her hand. But she realized all too late what she did. She had waved the hand holding t
Nala's EscapeNala's Escape3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The cloudy skies roared over head as Sarafina guilded her son and daughter to the boaderlines of the Pridelands. The two cubs walked in front of her while she stayed behind, scanning the area for danger. Nala was in the lead, with Mheetu huddling close to her as he always did.
"What about Aunt Nuru?"
"She'll be fine," Sarafina replied to her daughter, "She's seducing your father as a distraction just so we can escape and find help."
Unexpectedly, she stopped in her paw prints, looking around and listening.
The two stopped as well once they noticed their mother had frozen in her place.
"W-what is it, M-Mother?" Mheetu asked, bright blue eyes filled with fear.
"I hear something."
"I don't hear anything," Nala said, skeptical, and tried continuing their path.
Suddenly, she heard it, too- the distant cackling of hyenas. While the sound was far enough for them not to get caught quickly, it was still a sign that they were headed in the lions' direction. Mheetu heard the laughter, tucking his