ResplendentToday the watercolours of your innermost thoughtsResplendent1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
bled through the paper walls that you’d left
in hope that no one would peel back your layers
and find you at your softest spot.
I saw that nothing makes you radiant. You just are.
Today, I traipsed through galleries
that promised to show me something sublime.
You spoke and I learned how to breathe around you
and that simple thing felt like dancing.
If anything is incredible, you are.
Today you gave me vermilions and ultramarines
to begin to fill in a picture of you
but you’re not a scene behind a stained-glass window.
You’re indefinable and indestructible.
Today I learnt to see life as beautiful, because you are.
Request: One Direction Tickle Fanfic: LouisLouis swallowed nervously. That’s what it felt like? No wonder the other boys didn’t like it. “I am?” Harry, seated next to him, reached over and scratched at his tummy. Louis jumped back, giggling slightly, and covered his stomach.Request: One Direction Tickle Fanfic: Louis2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Yeah, definitely,” Harry concluded, poking at his now exposed side. Louis jumped back, and covered his sides. Zayn grinned and began copying Harry’s actions, making Louis giggle uncontrollably.
“S-stahahap! Nahahat f-fahahair!”
“How is this ‘not fair’,” Liam asked, squeezing the pressure point above Louis’ knee. “We’re not holding you down, we’re not stopping you from leaving; all we’re going is tickling you. You could escape pretty easily, but you’re too curious to leave.” Louis squirmed under the touches, giggling uncontrollably. “Plus, if you’ve never been tickled before, we don’t know your weak spot, so this is perfe
Ziam: Coming Home From War“Babe, what’s wrong?” Liam sighed; he had to tell Zayn eventually.Ziam: Coming Home From War2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“My orders came in.” Zayn’s face fell; they both had thought Liam’s touring was over. “I leave tomorrow,” he added, so Zayn wouldn’t have to ask. Zayn felt himself go weak and began to sob; Liam had just come home little over a year ago. He was battered and had a slight case of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), that made him cry out at certain sounds and things. But Zayn had helped him through it, and he had slowly gotten used to society.
After eleven months.
And now he was leaving again.
Liam reached out and captured Zayn in his arms. “I’ll come home, I promise,” he whispered, silent tears streaming down his face.
Zayn lurched forward and burst into tears, clutching his pillow tightly. Every day he dreamt that same dream; and every day he woke up and cried. But today was different; today he had to go somewhere. He pushed back the
Luigi's mansion/luigi's curse (CREEPYPASTA)Luigi's mansion/luigi's curse (CREEPYPASTA)2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Austin was rummaging through his old house in search of items held close to him during his childhood. He found his Nintendo Gamecube, and began to reminisce about all the fun games that he used to have for it. He recalled that his favorite game was Luigi's Mansion. Eager to find the game and play it again, he searched for it until nightfall. Many games were found, but it was just his luck that he didn't find the one he wanted. He went back home, and plugged his gamecube up to see if it even powered up. It did, and not until he booted up the main screen that the gamecube plays if no disc is inserted did he realize that he actually had his old memory card in the front of it. Because he was longing to play the game, he checked to see if his save file of luigi's mansion was still there. It was, but not under the name of the game. Instead, it read, "Goodnight" which was what it played when you died in the game. The icon of the game was still there and completely normal, so he didn't thi
A frexy lov storyruA frexy lov storyru3 months ago in Humor More Like This
alritght assholes listne fto my fuckigng story ok once upon a timmy there wa aa s s a bear a big ass sexy bear named frady kru- i mean fready fazbera n a priate fox namd foxy the pirate fuck n thy lved in a pizzaria with cheeky the KFC chicken and boner the bunny
one day in the pizzjeria somthtign happenendnd!!!!!!!!!!!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!173747;$:
poiple guy kild d teh little kids but the animatntronocjds didnt care because fuck kids
but then a marionette poopet trydn to stealal their pizza and fredyd was like OH HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLL NO!!!!!!
so th en he grabbed his dildo microfone and fot the poopet but thr poppe wa s too strogn and sexy so he knockccd fraddy over and fraddy fell sexily to the ground like uuguguuuuuuugughghghghghg
foxy noticed freody fazboob anx wlaked over and waz liek fRADY ARE U OKAY?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??
Fedora coughed and looked into fuckys eyeys cough he said cough foxy i want u yot to knwow somthting i love u with all of m y heart and i just wante
51 Things Sam Temple is not allowed to doAstrid and Caine's POV51 Things Sam Temple is not allowed to do2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Sam is not allowed to whack annoying little kids on the head with his surfboard,
2. Especially if said kid happens to be Little Pete,
3. Although when choosing between his surfboard and green light he is advised to go with surfboard.
4. Sam is not allowed to make out with Taylor,
5. or Diana,
6. or Dekka, although that's improbable.
7. He is also not to run around half naked.
8. Or fully naked.
9. Sam is not allowed to stick little Sammy Suns under his shirt and say "Imma ghost!"
10. Or to throw darts at the photo of Caine hidden in his closet.
11. On that note, Sam shouldn't throw things at the real Caine either,
12. Because it's really stupid to throw stuff at people with telekinesis.
13. If Sam ever finds bacon in the FAYZ, he is definitely not allowed to try to cook it with his light.
14. But again there probably isn't any bacon
15. And we're hoping he's smart enough to know you're not supposed to cook/burn Nutella.
16. And soda.
17. And computers.
The Sexiest TribeTwelve Fanfiction-Part:IIThe Sexiest TribeTwelve Fanfiction-Part:II3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Noah regretted leaving his Kevkevbabbu.
He knew that leaving the one he loved hurted. It hurteded even more than when Kevservy yelled at him so hurteded-fully like that.
Noah went to a corner store and bought a rainbow cupcake. He swagged back home through the flowers, in his pretty, long, flowing dress, his curls bouncing in the wind.
He tripped in dog shit.
As he got home, Kevin was watching Strawberry Shortcake on the expensive flatscreen.
"This gives me ideas." Kevin said, writing something down in a notebook.
Noah ran over to Kevin in tears, and fell on one knee, handing Kevin the now dog shit-covered cupcake. "I'm in lesbians with you, Gideon!" Noah said.
"MMM. I LAVS ME SUM CHACOLAT CUPACKS!" Kevin rapped as he popped the dog shit in his mouth. "Gideon?" Kevin asked.
"Scott Pilgrim. (I) Read the whole series." Noah responded.
"This cupcake tastes like dog shit," Kevin stated.
"I'm sorry abo
Daughter of Saraswati: A Tiger's Curse FanfictionKelseyDaughter of Saraswati: A Tiger's Curse Fanfiction4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stepped out of the temple, blinking from the bright sunlight. Kishan put his hand on my shoulder as we walked out into the colorful Indian marketplace. Mr. Kadam and Ren were talking fast in Hindi about what we would need for our next trip. I thought about what Durga told me. "You must find the daughter of Saraswati. She is the only one who can help you break the curse and bring happiness to one of your tigers." What did she mean? That whichever brother I didn't get together with, would fall in love with her? I was so confused, questions were rolling around in my head. Kishan lifted his head and cocked it, like he would do when he was a tiger to listen to something.
"Do you smell anything good to eat? I'm starving." I asked him. He shook his head.
"No," he turned to his brother, "Ren do you smell that?" Ren turned his head an
51 things Drake Merwin is not allowed to doSam, Diana and Caine's POV:51 things Drake Merwin is not allowed to do3 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Drake is not allowed to post "chains and whips excite me" as his Facebook status.
2. because it will give the FAYZ residents disturbing images in their minds,
3. forcing Astrid to explain what it actually means to him.
4. Drake is not allowed to not understand her explanations
5. since if he doesn't Astrid might decide to demonstrate with Sam.
6. thus creating even more disturbing images for those poor residents.
7. What are you talking about? She is more than welcome to demonstrate
8. no, Sam, no.
9. Drake really shouldn't attempt to copy their demonstration.
10. He is advised to wear a bra at all times
11. preferably hot pink.
12. because who knows when Brittney will suddenly appear?
13. He is not allowed to wear a skirt though.
14. At least not a tight mini one.
15. because who knows when he will suddenly appear with all his male parts?
16. Drake is not allowed to whip people just for the hell of it.
17. especially not Sam.
18. Instead of whipping p
august.they say thataugust.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but what really
destroys all these
brilliant young hearts
are those boys and
girls who make
pretty shirts and
slick ties out of our
holding hands in a hospital.he calls it "continental drift."holding hands in a hospital.3 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
flat stones stacked
into mausoleums that will seal him in
his sleep shakes,
countries falling to rubble;
his sleep is
a creature seldom seen,
its face etched in
he hasn't smiled in ages
but I remember it
the way I remember
and my own name,
god, how could I forget
those eyes, creased,
this human being
alive and breathing and
in my arms,
in my arms,
I have the luck of a
just to say that I can hold him
in my arms
here we are,
his body, my mind
in a tango, both
unaware of the other's steps,
and his fingers are feathers,
he's unaware of it,
I'm an invisible dance
and every second's
a bomb tattooed
on tired eyelids
pretty soon I'm gonna
final exhaust or
abandoned moth cocoon,
and I will never remember
how that apartment looks
or the way my children's names
will drop from my tongue
Summer RosesShe took one last look--Summer Roses1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
he lugged home from work;
she wasted her tears and frustrations
trying to polish;
they filled with lovemaking
the crickets sang loudest--
and blew a kiss
to the ghosts
chattering on the breeze.
She took one last breath--
twining around rotting wood beams;
his Old Spice
wafting from the rocker
on the porch;
the heady backdrop of rain
creeping like fog
through windows left open
during a fight--
and picked up her bag,
ignoring the wolf
crying a mourning
as the dream
they'd watered for eight years
crashed to an end.
Starlight kisses and bed sheet hugsMy teeth areStarlight kisses and bed sheet hugs10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my eyes
hold dark pockets
because of all
the late nights
I let the starlight
and my bed sheets
because I realized
you never had,
you never would.
Ever Hopeful, Sequoias Stand Straighti went down to the redwoods,Ever Hopeful, Sequoias Stand Straight10 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
just to see what i had lost,
summer with her setting sons,
holy branches and holy frost
i came across a frozen whisper,
a part of myself i have since seen drown
never you mind my empty hands and pneumoniac lungs
for i have since laid them down
your pacific heart is my talisman;
i'll trust no ocean but thee,
and if i should sail too far from you,
i hope you'd chase after me
i went down to the redwoods,
and i baptized myself in you
i've been building houses in the wrong people,
but i know you're guilty too
nothing i do will change your secretive depths,
nothing can change the snow
your love for me is different,
though i treasure it even so
my dearest friend, i'd do anything for you,
Cross my heartCross my heartCross my heart1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and hope to die,
I never thought
we´d say goodbye.
I promise honey
I´m being good,
I´d be with you
if I could
but I must wait
till God decides,
to place me once more
by your side.
Cross my heart
I still love you so,
you have to know.
The place in my heart
that you once filled,
is longing for you
and always will.
Cross my heart,
it hurts so much,
not to have your gentle touch,
not to hear your wonderful laughter,
stuck here in this life ever after.
Cross my heart
this life goes on,
even if we want or not.
Happy or sad,
if we live or if we die.
A poem by Suzanne Karbach 15th July 2014
dearly belovedthese daysdearly beloved10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
your name has been slipping
in and out of my rib cage
my heart forgets to beat.
how even after all these months i still
don't want to believe that
you're dead. how during the
first couple of weeks i prayed
to a god i didn't believe in and begged to know
if death tasted sweet to you. how once,
when the monsters in my head
didn't let me sleep, i
wrote you three poems and then
you were a supernova that
lit up my life for
a few radiant moments before,
like all good things in this
you came to an end.
the sinner in me hopes that you have wings now.
but i think that,
most of all,
i hope you no longer
remember what pain
My seven sins My seven sins…My seven sins2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Birth was my first sin
I had a lust to live
Life was my second sin
Hubris was my desire
Believing I was worth more
than nothing ever was
Love was my third sin
Envy it was indeed
jealous of those who felt it
Need was my fourth sin
from the birth of greed I needed things to live
Gluttony become my fifth sin
As I tried to live to not die I tried to eat to survive
Rebellion was my sixth sin
Wrath was what they saw as I break the rules for what I believed in
My last sin was sloth
I was too lazy to stay alive
Run to the RainThe dirt was dry and cracked under Cheetah's paws. The tiny specks wedged themselves between his sore paws. He did not care, he was already caked in the brown dust; he did not mind a bit more.Run to the Rain4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The rain should have come already, but the sky was still clear and the sun shone bright. The spotted feline cursed at the large sky orb for making the days hot and miserable. His hunts were postponed to the very edges of daylight and even in the dead of night, when the hyenas came. It was dangerous for a lone cheetah, tired and hungry, to wander into the hunt of the hyenas. It was wrong, for a mighty hunter, have to scrounge the barren lands during the wet season. The lands were supposed to be flooded; yet, the life giving liquid had not fallen from the sky on time this year.
Hunger, thirst and tired were all Cheetah knew now. He thought he would be done with that for another season, but him, like the other animals and plants, was wrong. He barely made by with the few dead wildebeest, dead hippos
ChessWelcome to organized chaos.Chess6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where ventriloquists speak violence,
Their voice's vessel, an army.
The King waits, plotting his next move.
He can only hope it's not his last.
The Queen manipulates the enemy,
So kind a face hides well her murderous intent.
The Bishops trod nigh, smiting those heretics,
Faith is powerful, but their position corrupts them.
The Knights gallop in on their steeds, cavalry,
Wreaking havoc on those less mobile.
The Rooks ride along in their battle car,
And take charge-duty of the King, escorting him to safety.
The Pawns encompass the battlefield, mindlessly dying,
And goring each other, one may just become something more.
Journal of the Holy Roman EmpireHappy birthday, Holy Roman Empire!Journal of the Holy Roman Empire2 years ago in Historical More Like This
This is how I think his story would play out after researching the HRE for months. I'm sorry this is a sort of rewrite of Hetalia, but I hope you enjoy it. If you find anything historically inaccurate, please tell me c:
Hello! This is going to be my journal, okay? I heard keeping a journal is a really good idea! So I’m going to try it out.
Anyways, my name is Carolingian Empire. I’m pretty new, but I’m really excited to be alive! My leader is Charlemagne, and he’s a super-super-super good leader! He’s really into education and stuff, so I’m really smart. I speak Latin and Greek pretty fluently, surprisingly enough! I know the Bible like the back of hand, too, because I spend a lot of time at the monasteries. Charlemagne doesn’t really obey the pope though, so that sure sets off the Italy siblings. I feel kind of bad, but at the same time, I think that the pope is being really bossy, and that
I am afraid of monsters like you.Bones and sinew clingI am afraid of monsters like you.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the part of me
that is not human,
the part of me that
Your lips are ready
to pounce mine when
you lace my neck with
the collar of hope.
It hangs too tightly.
Silent FilmSilent FilmSilent Film10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i watch movies
with the sound turned off.
coffee stains on my couch
as my eyes stare at the screen.
requiem for a dream careen,
carom off broad pupils
as the air conditioning
converses with shadows.
light bouncing off glass--
it’s the only lively thing here.
sitting on the edge of irony.
loveseat divots as sitting love pivots
and we were just a hiccup
in romanticised gossip rising
from hungry tongues
and parched throats.
as memories kiss me,
i drop the clicker to the carpet.
i haven’t vacuumed in ages.
intravenous inception is a depressant
watching electro-shock therapy
wishing i was thrown into that box.
heavy eyelids scintillate
to a crawl,
my life is a silent film
and i’m bursting like ellen,
suffering from a psychosis cocktail.
coffee and shit mixed in with demons
of a diluted denizen,
disintegrated before riven.
before folding like sara,
bending into origami
and discarded into the shredder.
Love (John x Reader)Love was a player and you where it’s bitch in the long run. That how you felt, after dating 1 year. 1 year, 10 months and 14 days, your ever loving boyfriend Dave broke your heart and decided to break up with you. You didn’t know what to do for a while. Life just passed you by. You stopped bathing… Your hair was getting greasier. You barely ever uttered a word and it only was in the form of short grunts. You sighed as you lied in bed. A fully what use to be and now is melted half eaten carton of Oreos ice cream lied on your dresser with wrappers upon wrappers of eaten chocolates and heck...your T.V. was covered in chocolate because you threw all the gross ass ones at it during the middle of some sappy ass romance moment’s..Love (John x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Who the fuck was that?
What the fuck?
You left a note a week ago telling nobody to see you. Your pride could not be tainted by having others seeing you so…Low
“I’m coming in ____!” a voice sho