Nightmare Reference This dream has occurred to me multiple times in the past few weeks...and I still cannot seem to make sense of it... if you have any advice, or ideas as to what it may mean, please let me know. This dream mixes my imagination in with my deepest fears, and melds them into a small moment in time. As if in some freakish theater, my views of the dream constantly switch from 3rd person, to 1st person, yet my senses pick up everything as if it were all completely real. To add onto this, everything that occurred in the dream was synchronized to the songs Inside the Particle Storm and Empty Me by Dark Tranquillity. The songs have taken on a new, much deeper meaning to me than they ever have before because of this dream, but if I ever seem lost in thought or melancholy, I am 9 out of 10 times thinking back to this enveloping, horrific, and somewhat sadly glorious dream. Listen, and interpret it. I need someone to make sense of it...and i feelNightmare Reference6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Missing in the Back of ClassThe kid who sat in front of me in class was really quiet today. It's weird, because we usually talk a lot when we're both actually here at the same time. It was a weird day, because it seemed like everyone was in class. Like, all the seats were taken and that hardly ever happens. And when everyone's here, it's never really quiet at all. See, I go to a D.C. public high school, which, if you live anywhere around here, you'd know that we have an incredibly high absence rate. And even when there's like half the kids than normal in class, it's never quiet. I mean, sometimes I think you learn more not going to my school than when you actually go. So, most of the time it's kind of thin in school. But, there were plenty of kids in class today.Missing in the Back of Class9 years ago in Horror More Like This
I like to sit in the back of the class when I have a choice. That's probably like most of you. I guess I just don't like to be noticed. Plus, it's easier to get away with shit back here. I write a ton of stuff (unrelated to the class, of co
SynesthesiaI fell in love with a pianist's hands.Synesthesia3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They danced across my skin in minuets, his fingers tripping cadenzas up and down my spine. He brushed sonatas through my hair and across my shoulders, pianissimo. I trembled beneath his trills. The primal, earnest rage of Bach swelled in hot crescendos along my throat, beneath my ribs, guided by his hands --- Mozart, coolly logical, raised goosebumps down my arms --- Chopin soothed the fire and finally calmed my hammering heart.
I fell in love with a pianist's hands, listening from the back of the coffee shop while my lungs fought for breath, making wishes until he was gone.
Short Slendy Stories: Little SamanthaStop.Short Slendy Stories: Little Samantha3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Don't breathe, he can hear you.
Don't hide, he'll find you.
The little girl couldn't help herself. She ran as fast as she could down the pavement, her shoes slamming against the cool concrete side walk.
Almost there, she thought. Her lungs about to burst from the screams that escaped her lips in the forest. Memories began to flood back into her mind as she panted louder. Her mother had yelled at this little blonde girl until her voice became hoarse. With her mother doing this, she ran into the forest for some peace and quiet. She had forgotten a jacket at home, so her pale, skinny arms were vulnerable to the cold winds of the night. In the distance, an owl hooted and startled the girl. What this little girl did not know was the evil that lingered in the trees. Her head jerked around, as if someone was stalking her. A crunch of a leaf ahead of her led her to believe that someone- or something- was roaming around her.
"There's no one here..." she whispered to herself as anoth
CassandraEven in death, Cassandra was lovely.Cassandra3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her hair cascaded over her ivory shoulders in sable cataracts, pooling in the soft hollow between her breast and throat. She was wearing the white nightgown, the one she knew I loved, and the fall had thrown it up, weightless, in gossamer drifts across her legs. Her bare toes were painted salmon-pink, the same colour as the roses in the crystal vase by the door.
So elegant, my Cassandra. I might have expected that she would sprawl, as one imagines that people do when they have died suddenly, but her body refused to surrender its accustomed grace. One hand curled beside her face; the other lay, palm up, across her cocked hips, its open fingers tenderly beckoning. Her eyes were closed, peaceful, the fringe of dark lashes sooty and familiar upon her fading cheek. Her lips were parted in expectation. At any moment, she would wake, look up at me, smile. Cassandra.
My hand found the banister, gripped the aged wood and guided me down the stairs, through th
ItalyxSick!Reader: MiserableCough.ItalyxSick!Reader: Miserable2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sick. Congested to the point where you couldn’t breathe and your throat was so sore that it hurt to swallow. Basically you felt like you were dying. It was a miserable experience.
And now…you were out of tissues and soup. So you called your boyfriend to pick up some things for you. “Feli, could you please pick up some soup and tissues for me?”
“_____________, what’s wrong you don’t sound so good?”
“I’m just a little under the weather,” you said calmly, “so could you please pi-.”
That’s when your boyfriend started to freak, “__________! Don’t worry; I’ll be over in a minute!”
“Wait Feli I-.” He hung up, “just…need…the soup…” After giving another round of coughs you sighed. “He is such a sweetheart…” Shifting yourself to a more comfortable position on the couch.
A half hour later
Maybe in the Next Life...Ten years ago I gave my heart to someone. He didn't appreciate it and he finally gave it back. I couldn't bring myself to wipe his fingerprints off of it though.Maybe in the Next Life...5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It's true when someone says "Love isn't always enough". I never wanted to believe it, because nothing is stronger than love...nothing. That's still true, now I just realize that strength isn't always as important as stamina.
Love is the greatest gift you could ever give someone...though sometimes people only want presents on special occasions; not every day of their lives.
I have always believed that this life isn't it. We live many lives in many forms. That's what I believe. When we said good-bye I told him "Maybe we'll get it right in the next life." Now that I can't speak to him again I wonder.......what does he believe, and will I ever have another chance to get it right with him?
The tears are trapped within my eyes, constantly blurring my vision and threatening to spill over onto my skin. I find I don't want to cry, but
Anti-Twilight HaikuWent to see TwilightAnti-Twilight Haiku5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I think my brain has just died
I want a refund
Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshotThe can hissed as your pressed the nozzle down and swirled a generous amount of whipped cream over your microwaved slice of apple pie. It was the last slice… You were craving something sweet. You shoved the can of cream back into the fridge, a naughty smile on your lips as you scurried across the bunker to hide behind a bookshelf and eat your pie in secret.Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshot11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You slid low into a chair, pulling your knees into your chest and trying to make yourself as small as possible. If Dean caught you sneaking the last slice of pie, you were dead. The forbiddenness of it all made the pie even sweeter.
Your fork scraped against the plate as you took the first bite. Your eyes rolled in ecstasy. It was the perfect blend of caramelized apple and cinnamon. It was surprisingly delicious, despite being a gas station dessert. You couldn’t help but sigh through your nose and slump back.
‘I feel like I need a cigarette,’ you thought to yourself with amusement. Seriously. This pie was li
Picard writes a love poemThe ready room of my heartPicard writes a love poem5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is waiting for you, number one.
Resist and I'll lay down phaser
fire, raise shields and fire
photon torpedoes. Come with me
and we'll dive into Risa's
sherbet sunsets, spill kegs
of blood wine on Kronos and fool
around with a dabo girl at Quark's.
Let's not continue our holodeck
fantasies, pretend each kiss
and caress are hollow as photons.
Let's do the real thing, warm up
the warp drive and engage.
CBNS ch.7Things couldn't be worse for our heroes. Not only they lost the power crystal that they obtained so hard, but also the thief had just escape by jumping through the river. The simply thought of being near of water scare the hell out of Crash.CBNS ch.73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Nooo! Everything but that please!" cried the male bandicoot clinging to a tree like a scary cat while his sister was trying to force him to let it go.
"Come on Crash!" replied Coco using all her strength in a comical way. Pura, Penta and Aku Aku were sweat dropping while looking at them.
"This is embarrassing" murmured the flying mask wishing for hands so he could facepalm.
"I can't believe he's making a big fuss about it" said the female penguin.
"Oh yeah? Then which group does he fell in?" asked the male tiger pointing to his right.
"Wahhhhh! I don't wanna! I don't wanna!" cried Polar also clinging to a tree scare as much as Crash.
"Seriously Polar can be such a crybaby" laughed Pura with both hands behind his head, not noticing that the comment
CBNS ch.15“So…you DO have them” he replied seriously while looking a confused Crash.CBNS ch.152 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After he said this, no words came from Spyro who resume his previous attack. Seeing the upcoming threat, Crash did not waste anytime and avoided the fireballs. It almost looked like the young dragon was practicing target shooting with the male bandicoot.
“Just knock it off already, I don’t know what are those gems you’re talking about!” yelled Crash exasperated and he quickly dodged another fireball by ducking on the floor.
“Yeah right…” replied Spyro serious, obviously he didn’t believe him. “If you didn’t notice your flying friend kinda gave you away” he stated while pointing Aku Aku with his flame hand. Not too far from them, both he and Coco were worried for the outcome of the quarrel.
“I swear! If I knew something about them, I would tell you right away so that you stop trying to kill me!” he retorted.
CBNS 2 ch.11The walk was shorter than Crash expected. Just a couple of minutes and both he and the shady looking fellow were already just a few meters from a curious circus tent in the middle of nowhere. However, what the bandicoot found odd wasn’t the strange place the shelter was located, but a curious antenna at the top of a flagpole.CBNS 2 ch.117 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What’s that for?” asked Crash curious while pointing the device with his finger.
“You mean the antenna? Don’t worry. It’s just for us to get a clear signal within this snowfall” replied the young man nonchalantly.
“Us?” inquired the bandicoot confused.
“Me and my brother of course, you’re going to like him when you meet him” continued the man casually. Still, Crash couldn’t shake the oddness of that antenna from inside. Something was telling him that that device was doing more than just receiving signals from the air.
“Brother I’m back! And I brought company along the
CBNS 2 ch.3In the quiet and wet rainy woods of N. Sanity Island, animals were looking for shelter after feeling water pouring over them. From all species, the blue armadillos seemed to be the ones with more trouble finding a place for cover. Luckily for them, a gentle figure came into scene.CBNS 2 ch.31 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Come here, little fellas” said a warm voice, calling the scared armadillos to an improvised burrow dug under a tree. It was no surprise that the person behind this good deed was no other than the little Croc himself.
After the armadillos entered in the burrow-and one of them exchanged looks with him-a big smile spread across the face of the male crocodile.
“All done” he whispered happy.
“Just a little more!” said a slightly angry voice that called Croc’s attention.
After following the voice of his traveler friend, Klonoa, he found him inside the mud; struggling with something. Apparently, a careless blue armadillo fell into that sticky trap and the male cat was using
The HaikuThe Haiku12 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Five syllables here,
And seven syllables here.
Now where's my money?
CBNS ch.3Last time we saw our three heroes, they were planning to rescue a boy with orange hair from the tribesmen of the island. After they successfully followed the two natives, they run into two gigantic doors protected by two guards in watchtowers.CBNS ch.33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hmmm, how are we going to enter?" asked Coco thinking carefully, which earned an odd look from his brother.
"What do you mean how? We're using Aku Aku of course! With his powers he can blow up the gates easily" answered Crash with a funny expression while pointing the flying mask.
"Yeah that's Hey! Don't forget I'm a living being!" yelled the witch doctor to the human bandicoot.
"I said it in a nice way" sweat drops the male human bandicoot.
"Still that could alert them" answered Coco really focused in making a plan, which surprised the two. After a couple of seconds an idea came to her.
"I got it!" she exclaimed. "Come, I'll tell you what I have in mind".
Minutes later, the two tribesmen who were protecting the doors began to talk in a str
I Will Fight YouWhen Jake awoke, he was in a bathtub filled with ice, an unnecessarily long scar where his liver should've been.I Will Fight You7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Towering above him, a man in a ski mask, a bloodied scalpel still in his hand. Seeing that his victim had awoken, he put the knife down, running his hands through the sink.
"Dude, what the hell?" Jake asked, not all too pleased with the removal of his vital organs, consent explicitly not given, at that. "I was using those."
The man ignored Jake and wiped his hands off. Picking up a fine pair of kidneys from the operating table, he slipped his hands into them, rolling his fingers as he tested out his new boxing gloves. The man turned to Jake.
"I will fight you."
CBNS 2 ch.1(Please insert any intro song that you like. Begins intro sequence)CBNS 2 ch.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hi there guys! Crash here! (waves at the camera) It’s been a month since my sister and I were turned into humans by an evil man called Cortex. Luckily I, the hero, managed to stop his evil plans and save my girlfri-I mean Tawna from his hands! Now I’m currently helping my friends from other worlds in their search of a mysterious clockman that messed up their homes. Without further waiting, let’s continue! (gives a thumbsup to his fans)
CBNS final chapter:
“Aaaaaaah!” yelled the scientist as he disappeared while falling to the island.
After falling into a hidden grotto, Cortex found himself in a deep underground cave. When he lit a match, he saw that just in front of him was a power crystal; slightly bigger than the normal ones.
“Hahahaha!” he laughed evilly. “Look what I just found” added the Dr. maliciously, without noticing that the match was burning
Missing Pieces.I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.Missing Pieces.2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?
Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.
A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now
I’ll still be
Female to Male MakeupApplication of Makeup in Order to Make a Feminine Face More MasculineFemale to Male Makeup6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When it comes to "passing" as one sex or the other, it is generally easier for 'women' to pass as 'men'. This is because the cues that signal the brain to the male sex are generally bigger, more protruding, and things that to feminise must be hidden - not enhanced.
This does not mean that it is "easier" to accomplish with makeup, people trying to do either generally fall victim to the same problem - not being able to see and understand the face on a very basic level - understanding what our instincts instruct.
This "tutorial" will focus mainly on the face, touching generally on use of clothing and binding for a "total" appearance. I will try to cover things important for part-time and full-times as well.
PLEASE KEEP IN MIND - where referring to the differences in appearance, this is obviously not going to be truth for all men. Just like the concept of beauty, the difference between male and female has no exact formul
CBNS ch.17“N…no way…” whispered Crash devastated as a big heart behind him broke in half.CBNS ch.172 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Then the paper responsible for Crash sorrow feel near of Pinstripe’s feet, who picked it up just to see what astonished the human bandicoot a lot.
“Please, it’s not like you haven’t see accounting for the first time” replied the factory head slightly surprised by his reaction and began to read the sheet. Not knowing that its content was truly astonishing enough that he carelessly let his cigarette fell from his mouth the moment he read the first lines.
“If you’re reading this Pinstripe; that means you finally check that broken cabinet of your desk that never bother to repair…you sure are stingy despite having millions earned with the factory. Anyway, the reason I wrote this was not to criticize you; but to thank you. I was deeply touched by how, in your very sarcastic manner, took me in that night in the castle. At first, I was still
trustThere are so many things I'd like to tell you, so many things I haven't had the voice to say. But there is something in your eyes that make the words die on my lips every time I try to speak. I don't want to be this way, I wish I could trust you with everything I am.trust4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But how can I, when I'm so scared about what you think? I'm so scared about what you'd say, if you ever knew the truth. I can't lose you, but I have the feeling I would lose something.
And I've already lost so much. I can't do it.
But, dammit, I want to.
CBNS ch.20After having stormed in his lab in order to rescue the ones she loved, Crash prepared to face the mad scientist Dr. Nitrus Brio, one of Cortex assistants and responsible of that dreadful experiment that turned him, his sister and friends into humans; just for the sake of making an army that would follow their orders of conquest.CBNS ch.202 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I’m so close to my revenge that I won’t let you interfere!” yelled N. Brio angry.
“Revenge?” asked Crash confused.
“Be careful Crash!” interrupted Coco worried as she finally got off that bed thanks to Hog’s help. “That guy was planning to turn me and Tawna into somekind of slaves to defeat Cortex and take over the world”.
“What?!” exclaimed the human bandicoot shocked. He didn’t imagine that the two fellow scientists will go that far to betray themselves.
“That’s correct! So I might as well kill you!” he threatened Crash as he threw the purple potion he had o