The FieldsCarl,The Fields2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Remember that time, brother, when we were young? When we took off before I was even though high school in your beat-up old whatever-it-was without so much as a goodbye note, dreamed of travelling the country?
There was a place we stayed at, the night before we finally gave up and turned around. It think it may be my last clear memory of you.
It was called the Beaumont Farm.
The petrol gauge has been sitting below empty for the last hour, and Carl Levine doesn't bother trying the key again when the engine splutters one last time before falling silent. He shivers in the cool air as he opens the door, pulling out his phone and cursing when he sees the reception bar empty. The last station he saw was before he turned off the highway two towns back, the last car before that.
The letter from Alicia lies folded in his inner pocket, as it had come in that innocuous envelope. There had been no return address, postmark almost illegible under a dark smudge that covered half the front
DauntlessHey-yo Daddy-oDauntless1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm as fast as fast can go
Ginger slip and taunting air
Spicy bounding twirling dare
Hill and dale and in between
Tagging chasing vanilla cream
Foxy loxy's so darned clever
Thinks to eat me by the river
Upside down and inside out
Foaming pouting fuzzy snout
I'm as fast as fast can go
You can't catch me; don't you know?
Of Men and MetaphorsIt was a dark and stormy night.Of Men and Metaphors2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Really, I mean, you ever heard an interesting story that started on a sunny day with mild cloud cover around an hour or so before dinnertime?
Exactly. Moving on.
The air held a coldness that seeped through brick and stone. It crawled through flesh, freezing blood in icy veins, chilling bones like a slithering ghost in the blackness.
...but not so cold that it was a snow-storm. Cotton candy floating down from an inky sky, shining like diamond eyes in the starlight as soft flakes swirl and dance on feather-light feet in the breeze...
Not quite the image we're looking for.
Rain lashed from the depths of the cruel heavens, wind whipping from the starless smothering blanket above. Thunder roared in fury, cracking alongside his bright lover as she streaked her fire to the lonely earth.
Yes, lightning is a chick. It makes sense. Hair of white-gold light from her glowing moon-face, gown of silver thread spreading down her lithe figure, hem sweeping against the c
Valentines NCIS Tiva StoryHappy Valentine's Day!: A Tiva storyValentines NCIS Tiva Story3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Yes. Wait, no that is not the point. I want the number blocked. Yes!" It was almost impossible for Ziva to hold her temper back at this point. She had been on the phone for over twenty minutes, trying to stop a caller that had been haunting her for weeks. "I. Want. Him. Blocked." The words seethed though her teeth as she leaned against the deep orange wall.
Tony had been listening for that full twenty minutes. Of course, he had to shoo McGee away as to not rouse any unnecessary suspicions (to McGee's annoyance). It wasn't his problem, anyway... Besides. *I'm the leader It's my responsibility to make sure everyone is in line and right.* he secretly tried to convince himself that what he was doing wasn't even the slightest bit wrong, despite his practically screaming opposing conscience. *At least Gibbs is busy with Abby and Ducky * Tony folded his arms and creased his eyebrows as he listened around the corn
On the Sea Beneath the SkyGolden flickers danced on the pale faces of the circle, hushed whispers wafting out from the gathering by the glowing coals. It was the third night of the coming-of-age, the no-longer-little ones from each of the surrounding tribes taken out together in the openness of the untamed world. There were a few in the group that stood out, discernible even in the thick coverings of the night. There was Jiu-yeil, son of the carpenters, impressive form already bulging with strength and muscle more fitting of a man twice his size. The brothers, Senniare and Elieten of cloth-maker, sat donned in simple but the finest of all their travelling robes. And very slightly apart from the throng of a dozen others was the quiet Meiella, orphaned as an infant, niece of medicine woman.On the Sea Beneath the Sky2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The air was cool, but the wind only light. As the flames burned low, a tall figure stepped out of the shadowsOch'jiana, the leader of the rite. She was neither old nor young, hair pulled back in the habit of the femal
ScorchCrystal spires weeping prism bladesScorch1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shock, shatter, coaxing flame
Unfettered feathered helix wings
Undulating, yowling, torrid dreams
I Am So SorryI promised youI Am So Sorry2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I know I did
I am so sorry
I failed you both
I did not keep that promise
I did not protect you
I did not chase away the monsters
I did not scare away the shadows
I did something wrong and only now regret it
I screamed as they said it was you who had to pay
I hugged you close
I said it was all going to be alight
I heard your please
I tried to stop it but could not
I let them change you
I watched you loose yourself
I watched you prowl and grunt
I watched you whimper and beg
I watched you killed
I watched them collect the remains
I wept and screamed
I let it all happen
I Am So Sorry
Surprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLokiSurprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jarvis, check the comp stats on the Mark 9, I have some ideas I want to fool around with before the party."
"Very well sir, shall I set up the- sir? I'm receiving a transmission message from Mr. Nick Fury, shall I put him through?"
Tony sighed turning away from his scientific holo-screen, " Why not, not like I have a option when he call anyways.."
" Stark, we have a problem."
" Does S.H.I.E.L.D. ever not have any problems? And who gave you my number?"
"It's Asgard related, thought you might want to take a look at it before I talked to Dr. Banner..."
" Oh him? He's always interested in jobs and assignments, he's especially helpful as long as he doesn't get too frustrated."
Tony had just finished his home/office repairs and was reopening Stark Tower with a bang. Since it was party at his tower it was public, and it was expected that Thor attend, along with the rest of the Avengers.
It would be the first time since they all gathered together since
Surprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLokiSurprises, SurprisesSurprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
3 hours had passed since anyone had seen Tony or his beautiful hanger on.
Thor didn't like that woman, she was pretty, beautiful even, but something was familiar about those emerald eyes.
That smile was familiar...
He decided to head to down to Loki's cell, just to check on him. He didn't want his brother ruining the party.
As he walked toward the main elevator, Stark was adjusting his tie about to walk out.
" Tony, I was about to..-"
" I just got done bringing Loki down some drinks.. Tony grabbed Thor by the shoulder, twisting him back to the party... -he loves those right, with the little umbrellas in them?"
Tony patted Thor's back, " He's fine Thor. Relax, let lose! Maybe I can show you some dance moves you can take back to Asgard with you."
Thor was still worried but didn't want his paranoia to get to him, tonight was not night for dealing with his meddlesome brother, if Loki showed his face, he would deal with him accordingly.
"Ok "Man of Iron", I wo
MeYou, the one I love, do you understand me?Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you know that you are killing me with your words?
Do you know that you are choking me with your thoughts?
Does it show?
That the smile I wear is superficial?
That I keep my feeling locked up?
That I ...hurt...?
What did you say?
You say that you understand
That you know how I feel.
But do you know of the pain that is ripping me appart?
Do you know what is underneath?
Have you opened my heart?
Have you heard my screams for help?
Have you seen that my heart is tearing?
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I AM ALONE TRAPPED IN THE DARK?
Do you even care?
Your screams are only to make yourself feel better
Your tears are only for self pity,
Yes, you are
That is why you blame me
That is why you hurt me
That is why you DESTROY me
That is how you kill me
That is how you LOVE me
The Unveiling, Part One ThorXLokiThe UnveilingThe Unveiling, Part One ThorXLoki3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Sequel to " The Claiming"
The sun rose in the Asgardian forest.
No sleep came to Thor, he tried to forgive himself for what he had done to his brother... to justify what he had done...
Loki had been silent for a while, when he finally spoke, Thor had been surprised by what he heard.
"Only you have made me feel..."
Thor chew his lower lip, " Had Loki been sincere?" There had been a time when he had trusted Loki without fail, without hesitancy, but they were far from those times now." He looked down at his brother, watching him rest.
He chuckled to himself, he had always watched his over his brother. Though smart, Loki had always looked so frail, so timid and delicate.
Thor had made himself a personal promise to protect Loki no matter what fate befell him personally.
He had always felt it his duty to ensure his younger brothers safety and to go to any lengths to do so.
" But can I continue to do that now?"
The sun had risen, the other Asgardi
IncompleteI must hack my way in to the system,Incomplete2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Churning through veils of thinly spun fibers;
Tangled webs weaved through our hearts.
Timber wolves edging along broken glass
Cut from metallic moonlight deep within...
Distant dying sounds not unlike being born,
Crying away while the tears flow right through
Hollow ghosts biding time until the distant dust...
I do not think so.
Not this time, as I die once more.
I think so, it all makes sense;
Connecting pieces of the puzzle,
Even after you believe it complete...
Closing my eyes, as with my heart,
As I am left behind.
InadequateFalling from faceless faithInadequate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shooting stars fall from space,
Joining heaven and earth as one...
Separating space and time.
Too afraid to swim,
I will wait here in the shallows;
Hiding my face within darkness
Until I forget what it's like,
Can't see myself anymore...
I've faded too far...
Nothing is ever good enough,
No matter how hard I try.
It is all disgusting
Full of hatred and putrid violence,
The demon has arisen,
And she is angry...
Nothing but wrath and fear.
Incapable of understanding
What it means to be alive,
It's not enough to even say
That I want to be free...
Beneath this gloomy sky...
Drowning in the liquid haze,
I will never falter;
Even in spite of
The pitch black shadows
That eat away at my soul...
And it hurts...
I have fallen too far...
There is no hope.
Oh No I Know A Dirty WordOh No I Know A Dirty Word:Oh No I Know A Dirty Word2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh me, oh my, these are dirty words
How low-class, vulgar and simply absurd
You must be a thug, you've no sense of style
Let me sip some tea that was made erstwhile
I shall proceed to comment about who you are
and pointlessly engage you in a mental spar
I must prove my point to be whole you see
for the protection of the word is a duty to me
See I love to pretend that I'm someone pure
Never dirtied a sentence or darkened a door
It's like I'm holy and utterly clean
So don't take my tone as being mean
I'm simply trying to help you right?
Let me show you how to be a snob on sight
Never use the language meant for 'boobs'
do you realise it's a synonym for a gormless rube?
Ah ha! You didn't, that means I'm right
My intellect wins; have you seen the light?
Oh my, what are you doing, that knife looks sharp
Eek! Help! You're stabbing my heart!
And that is why I killed him your honour...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th September 2012
The Unveiling, Part Two ThorxLokiPart TwoThe Unveiling, Part Two ThorxLoki3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Thor glared into endless miles of snow covered plains in the distant, he could see the golden gleam of Asgard's far away spires.
He roared into the boundless area, Loki staring at him silently, completely indignant by the change in environment.
Thor turned on him, grabbing him by the collar.
" This is all your fault! Everything that has happened is your fault! Why couldn't you just learn your place!? Why can't you just release this dream of rule?! Why do you feel as if no one loves you!? Let go of this poisonous dream before it completely consumes you!"
Loki smiled skeptically as if he was saying that no one did love him.
Thor read the smile.
" Everyone loved you!" Thor shook Loki shouting, "Even after you hurt us!...hurt me! They still love you." Loki's face remained indifferent.
Thor threw his brother with his smug grin off into the distance as the snow continued to billow his face.
Loki stared up from the snow his hands no longer shackled.
AmericaxReader - Say it"No."AmericaxReader - Say it2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come on. Say it."
"I said no."
"Pleeeeeeease, _____." He begged.
"Okay." You gave a little shrug.
"Really?!" His face brightened up with hope.
Alfred dropped his shoulders and made some sort of whale noise to express his frustration with you. He had been following you around more recently and more persistently and it was starting to annoy you. It's not that you didn't want to say it. You really did. It's just that... you hated the feeling in admitting it. Saying those words made you want to run as far as your legs could carry you. Saying those words made your stomach twist in strange ways. Saying those word would mean giving yourself up to the wind. You promised yourself never to say those words.
"Just give up already." You said, tired of his fruitless effort.
"A hero NEVER gives up! I'll make you say it. Even if it takes me FOREVER."
This time it was your turn to make whale noises.
"Good luck with that." Your words dripping in sarcasm.
Welcome To The Black Parade EmmieWelcome To The Black Parade Emmie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You hear the chirping of a bird
And the cawing of a hawk
As you walk down the drive
I smile knowing the cold will get you
Your bare feet padding the hard cement
Your long Black hair like a curtain around your shoulders
The tank top and short shorts you're wearing
You know you'll freeze to death one day
You do this all the time waiting
You're exposing yourself to the elements
Waiting to freeze to death
I see you smile to yourself and lift your arms over your head
You start to sing and I smile recognizing the song
You modify the words but it sounds just the same
"When I was, a young girl, my father took me into the city,
To see a marching band, he said girl when you grow up will
You be the savior of the broken, the beaten and condemned"
I always love how you change the words to keep from cursing
You start to spin with your arms falling till they are out to the sides
You spin and sing until the song ends and when it's over you stop
Lifting your face to the sky you smile and close your eye
RevolverLately I've done this thing...Revolver2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's called growing up,
But it's like part of me has died.
Not gone, but still alive somehow,
Clinging desperately to life.
Now you get to walk away
With a clear conscience,
While I must be forever reminded;
Little red trails across my skin...
And I can feel it falling,
Always escaping my grasp...
Raindrops all around me,
Dancing in the limelight
For one last time...
Long forgotten memories flare to life;
Revolving door becomes my tourniquet,
As all that I am
Is transferred into energy,
Joining with the great abyss...
Our spirits flicker and entwine,
Glowering with menacing ferocity,
Killing me over and over;
I shall die a thousand morbid deaths
And still your soul will haunt mine...
Why can't I just let go?
My hand's on the trigger
And suddenly I'm squeezing...
Mirrored glass falls to floor
And now I'm screaming...
How did you become so numb?
Demons haunt my every waking hour,
Lost in a glossy haze...
Even dreams give no release
The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem*The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem*The Forgotten One: A Halloween Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the one who hides behind your smile.
I am the monster you tell children to fear.
I am the chill that runs through your veins when you sleep.
I am the forgotten.
I am the one you will always fear.
I am the misunderstood.
Humans call me by many names, but they all amount to the same thing. . .
I am dangerous.
I am alone.
I am eternal.
I am the dead, the living, and the desperate.
I am the thinker and doer all in one.
I am the past, present, and future.
I am your lover, your stalker, your prey. . . .
But most importantly; I am the one who will kill you.
Claim you for the reaper, and welcome you to the embrace of death.
I am the one to take your soul.
And then you too shall be forgotten, like me. . .
The Sacrifice of Young Hearts - Part 2* * * * *The Sacrifice of Young Hearts - Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A grunt awakened Luciana suddenly. The little girl startled, opening her eyes, and her gaze was immediately captured by the noisy ogre who made his entrance into the tent, carrying a tray of food. Aralyn tightened the embrace in which she held the little Luciana, and immediately the girl felt a little bit quieter. The orc grunted some other insult, apparently not very happy to act as a waiter. He shoved the tray in front of Aralyn, almost reversing all the contents, then threw both of them a killer look with his two feral eyes and turned away towards the entrance of the tent. The curtain opened again and a tall, solemn figure made his entrance. Luciana felt Aralyn's embrace imperceptibly becoming stronger and instinctively tur
Fatal Attraction (Jeff x Jane) Ch. 1"I'm sick of your shit, Jeff!" Masky growled. He stood in front of the cell, where Jeff was being held. Again. "I'm tired of having to work on my days off because you and Jane can't get along!"Fatal Attraction (Jeff x Jane) Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What? The bitch had it coming." Jeff said, a very satisfied look on his face. "She asked to be cut by insulting me."
"All she said was it was stupid to carry a knife off duty!" Masky hissed. He sighed. "What are we going to do with the two of you?"
"You can always let me out." Jeff said with a childish smile. Masky gave him a look.
"Fine. Your hour's up anyway." Masky unlocked the cell, and Jeff dashed out and down the hall. "Don't do anything stupid!"
"No promises!" Jeff yelled and laughed. Masky chuckled, and walked back to his room. He took off his mask and ran his hand through his hair. Masky looked in the mirror.
"....." He placed a hand on it. He wouldn't admit it, but he sometimes missed being just Tim.
"Masky?" Hoodie opened the door. "It's dinner time, Masky." Masky took his hand off t
Too Lumpy for You"Too Lumpy for You"Too Lumpy for You3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"*Sniff* *Sniff* Glauauauauuuhhh!!!!! Finnnnnnnn Finnnnnn!" Lumpy Space Princess sobbed as she pounded the door with her small violet fists. "Fiiinn Jakkkeeee!" Her thumping slowed down as she started to breath heavily from exhaustion. "*Huff huff F- fuh- FINN! *cough* *huff* Jake!...." A moment later her breathing returned to its normality.
Lumpy Space Princess (Who was plain tired at this point) leaned against the door and listened.
"OPEN THE LUMPING DOOR YOU GUYS!" her manly voice boomed as she backed up a few yards away from Finn and Jake's door. "ARRRAHHHGGG!!!" She screamed, zooming towards the entrance.
Just then Finn opened the door, coffee in one hand while the other scratched the side of his head. "Hey LSP I- WHAAAAA!!!!!"
With a BOOM!
In a mesh of purple, and blue and white and green and all the other colors Finn wears, they tumbled into the tree-house just as Jake was bringing breakfast to the table. He whist
KickTheStickz - Member of the CrowdTitle: Member of the CrowdKickTheStickz - Member of the Crowd1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warnings: Mysterious PJ, under-age drinking, mention of drug use
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Chris/PJ!
There's something in my gut that tells me tonight will be a fabulous night indeed. No, being greeted at the door by an under-dressed 14 year old girl asking me to hold her hair back while she vomited may not have been the greatest welcome; a party is an onion, and the deeper you delve the juicier it gets.
Not that I would recommend eating a raw onion. That was a horrific metaphor.
With vomit sprinkled up my jeans, I fight my way through grinding bodies and giggling drunks. In the back of my head I keep reminding myself that I'm here to keep Phil company - I can't just turn back and abandon him.
Just as I awkwardly step over two (possibly three) lesbians making out on the floor, Phil appears in my line of sight. I'd just entered the kitchen, littered with shards of bottle-green c