Crazed EyesCrazed Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I bite the inside of my cheek
It makes me think
Oh how I stare, without a blink
Eyes squinting, head lifted, I leave
I walk slowly down my path
Forsaken souls, they make me laugh
They cry for help
I watch them burn in hell
I wave patiently
Their stare, gazing
I meet the crazed eyes
Of a killer, they are so bright!
My smile, turns to frown
I take off my crown
His crazed eyes go blank
He bows at me, as I hate
I'm in control now
I have your life in my hand
I smile, I know for now
I am content
Love Your LimitationsLearn to love your limitationsLove Your Limitations5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They make you who you are
Then learn to break them down
And become something.....new
Anodyne Vao - Dark Child of Tython Chapter 1Anodyne Vao - Dark Child of Tython Chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Two Weeks Ago: Hoth
Despite the best cold weather gear the Empire could afford, Lord Anodyne Vao was losing the battle to make her teeth stop chattering. Hoth on a nice day was one of the most inhospitable planets in the known galaxy, and this was not one of those days. It had been a hour since the engines of their speeders had seized, frozen solid from the cold. Even with the help of the force the cold and wind blown ice pellets had slowed their pace to that of a infants crawl. An hour, it had taken them to hike the half kilometer to their current location, of which was the shattered edge of a crater, overlooking the mostly intact wreckage of the Republic cruiser once known as “Utopia”.
The “Utopia” along with hundreds of over vessels had been lost in a battle between Sith and Republic forces some thirty years prior during what was now being called the Great Galactic War. Since that time, it had been a three way race between the Sith, Republic and pirates to sa
NecromancerFly away home, the enchanter is near.Necromancer10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His sweet bells will ring, but have you no fear.
Night will ensue; it's presence draw nigh.
Oh what sweet, a blessing to die!
Hear the trembling, ever soft cry.
The time has come, bid your likeness goodbye
Soft! Hear my cry, Death's presence draw nigh.
Oh what sweet a blessing to die!
Course, the waters black as coal.
Entice and trap this useless soul.
Its life is fragile, drowned in the light.
Erase its pain in the mem'ry of night
Night come to me, draw darkness nigh.
Oh what sweet, a blessing to die!
First the toll to bind you well!
Hold fast to your soul or be drug down to hell
Water rise, bring new life nigh!
Oh what sweet, a blessing to die!
Two the call to hold you down!
While dead ones dance and nightmares crown.
The third. A toll to draw you near
The fourth, preparation, forget your fear
The last of all the final bell.
Whose power, banish those from hell.
The toil is gone your job is done,
This child now shall be the one,
Who calls you from
Hands on communicationFucking, complicated: dirty talking deaf chicks.Hands on communication7 years ago in Humor More Like This
ChildChild, child, little child,Child2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
insulted forever, and forever wild.
Today you'll break, and tomorrow you'll fall,
and my name you'll call and call.
You'll ask for me now, now and again,
sometimes in voice and others with pen.
You're not much better, you never were,
yet you talked with a condescending purr.
Life would bite you with merciless venom,
ripping through your heart of denim.
Spewing hatred to and fro,
you make yourself a pitiful foe.
Child, child, wasted child,
insulting forever and forever wild.
Friends New And OldI'm used to painFriends New And Old2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But this new kind
Fills me up
Invades my mind
They will be disappointed
But I don't care
All sane thoughts
Fly into the air
Call me crazy
It feels nice
I've missed it
So very much
Without it I was lonely
A sad pile of slush
My friend is back
Little Mr. Screw
Now it's just us
Just me and you
Oh I forgot!
We have a new friend!
He sits in the corner
My little fiend
He loves us
The only one
We'll have such fun
As we slice
He can carry around
Never having to touch
The forsaken ground
We shall drift around
Our lonely group
He shall carry us
My little croup
Where will we end up?
Only time will tell
But something tells me
It will be hell
The Cardboard MenThe Cardboard Men5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
There is a cardboard world,
in which cardboard men, live their cardboard lives;
In their neat cardboard homes, with their pretty cardboard wives.
They work all day, in their cardboard cells,
chasing cardboard money, to buy cardboard things;
to buy fancy cardboard cars, and expensive cardboard rings.
They frolic in the evenings, in their cardboard clubs,
With their cardboard friends, getting cardboard highs;
Hunting sweaty cardboard salvations, between smooth cardboard thighs.
They lie at night, in their cardboard beds,
With cardboard victims, shedding cardboard tears;
For evil cardboard villains, with their sad cardboard leers.
They shrivel and sag in their cardboard rain,
Under the cardboard guilt, of their cardboard lies;
Of vile cardboard betrayals, of feeble cardboard goodbyes.
They stiffen and bloat in their cardboard sun,
With their cardboard pride, in their cardboard wins;
In their Judas cardboard friends, with their pious cardboard grins.
They all freeze in their cardboard cold
Love: Interlude OneIf I could paint the town in color,Love: Interlude One5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd choose to paint it with yours.
If the sun is too bright,
I'll be the shade you need.
If it's a hug you need,
I'll never let you go.
If the world was ending,
I'd spend my last moments with you.
If someone had caught your eye,
I'd catch theirs for you.
If it's a shoulder you need to cry on,
I'll be here.
If your happiness is in peril,
I'll be your sword and shield.
And even if sacrifices must be made on my part,
It'd be alright if it's for your sake.
The words to describe you will never suffice;
they are unflattering to the "you" I see.
And if my feelings will never be enough,
as long as you are happy,
I'll give up on my happiness to see you smile.
that was not my objective.
Only keep the important ones in your heart and
next to you, I'm insignificant.
So don't cry over me when
It fits you better.
If I had to choose between sweet and sour,
I'd choose the latter and leave the former
The Notebook II Part OneThe TV was on in the background as the football game announcers talked about the offensive teams strategy. However, Scott Hansen and Anna Marie Zelman cuddled on the sofa opposite it not paying attention. Each was reading a textbook assignment for the first day of class after fall break, but the long weekend had had an unexpected beginning as Scott had found a peculiar notebook. The high school seniors had discovered, much to Anna Maries surprise, its power.The Notebook II Part One7 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two days before they had started off as just friends then within a couple of hours things had changed. Anna Marie had gone from a slim 138-pound young woman to the verge of immobility then back down to under 300-pounds. During that time, Scott had expressed his infatuation with her and not knowing the power of the notebook they had had sex. Afterwards, Scotts guess had given Anna Marie back her mobility and that night he got rewarded. The
ApparitionLittle girl,Apparition2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have out-grown
Yourself, and these
Childish notions of
Monsters in the closet.
She holds her breath
Until the sun rises,
Because no one taught her
How to sleep
With her eyes closed.
There is this
Delusion about you;
A belief that if
You stay awake,
There will be no darkness.
It is damaging you.
Cold and silent,
With her darkened fantasies,
And remembers a time
When she was not-so-
Into unrecognizable shards.
You have found your only
From all the lifetimes
Too fearful to live.
Too lost in your waking dreams
To see new realities.
It will all
Be over soon.
Rachel's Fan Club 2*Tap tap tap*Rachel's Fan Club 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rick's cap fell off as he jolted awake, someone tapping on his cab's window again. His jaw fell open when he saw who it was.
The cab driver rolled down his window and stuck out his head, rubbing his eyes to verify if he was seeing things.
"Holy " he said, staring up at the familiar mocha-skinned, blonde-haired goddess from last week.
She was HUGE.
Rick didn't think it was possible, but Rachel had managed to get even fatter than before! She looked bigger all overbigger arms, bigger tits, bigger belly, bigger hips, bigger ass, bigger thighs even her face was looking fuller, her cheeks chubbier.
She was wearing exactly the same outfit as last week, her yellow tube top and denim skirt. Except this time, a whole lot more cleavage was heaving out the top of her groaning tube. And more noticeably, her belly button and several inches of her now even fatter belly was showing shamelessly as it bulged over her skirt. Didn't such a big girl have the decency to cover u
EG Sample Chapter 1EG Sample Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A boy of nobility becomes a page, a page becomes a squire, and a squire becomes a knight. Only then does a son of privileged blood become a man in the mountains of Nebo.
To become a page, a boy needs only to reach the tender age of eight. An inevitability. To become a squire, a page needs only to reach the age of twelve. An inevitability. To become a knight, a squire must endure four years of arduous training to condition both his body and soul in such a way that befits a professional warrior and pleases the Phoenix.
At the end of this training, the squire is put to the test. He must earn his knighthood by engaging in combat and killing at least one of his kingdom’s enemies. After completing this task as to which the outcome is most uncertain, only then can a squire become a knight.
Feeding Tana - 2"Fine, but if I have to move even in the slightest, no sex for you!" She warned me. I was certain this was part of our typical little fighting role plays before each session.Feeding Tana - 25 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"No sex for now..." I said lowly. "So eating is all my big ssbbw wants tonight?" I asked.
"I mostly want food, yes. I don't give a damn what, but so help me, if it's anything low or non-existant in the fat department, I'm leaving!" She told me firmly, though very unconvincing.
"Leaving? Is something wrong?" I asked her before walking to the door and setting my hand on the knob to make her cooperate with me. When she faked resistance towards me I often bluffed to not feed her. It usually settled itself after this display of actions.
"Look babe, I'm hungry. That, as we all know is HORRIBLE. You know how I get sometimes." She playfully told me.
"You're hungry. I know this. I have the perfect thing for you. First I should take these bags to the kitchen first."
"Sure, don't be long. I'm waiting." She replied as she rub
Frozen DelusionAnd it is thus in war that the convoluted schemes of man are presented, and humanity's growing insanity makes itself center stage once again, so that all the universe may see our inherent corruption.Frozen Delusion5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You take a heavy drag on your last cigarette, savouring the flavour, the feel of the hot smoke flooding into your already ravaged lungs. The radio clamours on in the dark silence without break, and you thank whatever gods might have been watching for sparing you this little piece of civilization. Currently the little machine is playing an upbeat song, the name of which escapes you. For a brief moment the merciless cold and stark landscape surrounding you ceases to exist, and as you settle back against the tree you feel almost content.
The snow must have been jealous, watching you sit there with your very human warmth. Just you and your cigarette in front of miles upon miles of bitter desolation. Must've been lonely, with its only friends the dead trees and the sparse wildlif
Anyone Less Than A Saint"Listen, James," Alice said, looking up at him from the bed on which she sat, wearing the pajamas she'd worn the night before. "I got something I have to say to you. Something really important. So I need you to keep quiet and hear me out. Can you do that?"Anyone Less Than A Saint2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sure, I guess." A smirk tugged at James' lips. "I mean, I never get a word in edgewise anyway, so…"
Alice winced. "I'm sorry about that, Jamie. I'll try to be better, I promise. But for right now I need you to listen, 'cause I'm gonna tell you stuff—stuff I don't particularly want you to hear, but you need to hear it. So, uh, here goes." She cleared her throat, obviously nervous. "I'm a pathological liar."
James snorted. "No you're not. You're the most honest girl I know."
"That's what you think," Alice said matter-of-factly. "But the truth is, almost everything I've ever told you was a lie. You don't know me, James. I'm sorry you thought you did. I'm sorry I let you believe you did."
James paused in wonder. "Wha
A Battle I Will WinThese things are things I must regretA Battle I Will Win3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cold, the quiet, the death I flee
And fear not that I forget
For I'll always remember why I am here.
Some things will never change
And I am but one, one always the same,
And these things I must regret seem strange
For am I the one to blame
As death stalks nearer and nearer?
With the croak of a crow,
The call of a raven, and the trumpets which herald
The coming of one to whom I am inferior.
And with that which will inevitably come,
I will face myself,
And wage the fiercest of battles.
And to stay off the dusty shelf,
This is a battle I must win.
This is a battle I will win.
The Orks of Tam'urt PrologueThe Orks of Tam'urt Prologue7 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Orks of Tam'urt
If yer waz ter evuh ask someones what does Orkses do best, den yer prob'ly get dis: "Dey fights real good!" 'N, "Dey'z real good at bashin', stabbin', stompin', chompin' an' dey'z mean, too!"
Yup. We lives ter fight, we does! Da whole lot'v us, from da runts to da big squig eataz, like da big WAAGH!! Boss and dem Nobz! Hur, hur Even all da way ta dis 'ere muck 'ole planet. Even if it means fightin' uver Orkses. Anyways, if yer like, can I tellz ya a story? If ya can't read den SHUT YA YAP 'OLE! (Coz dis is a story abouts stabby, bashy, explody, shooty, funny stuffs but mostly it's 'bout how we wentz to da big WAAAAGH!!). It all started like dis
Prologue: 'Ow It All Began
Say of Da Day: "I's'll make somefin' ta shut ya gab, how's dat sound?" Grug (aka "Grudge")
Mumzy was very good at telling other Orks (and their cousin species) what to do; she was an extremely large Nob who was more than capable of putting even the most
Lana Del Rey *WG-Blurb* (For InquiredWithin)“5 minutes to curtain! Lana, where are you?!” Her perky, all-be-it somewhat bumbling assistant chirped out as she waddled around backstage, hovering around the initial staging area for Lana’s many wardrobe changes. There was no reply, which told Christina, her assistant, exactly where she was. Giggling internally, she turned and waddled off to track her down, and not really having to try all that hard to do so.Lana Del Rey *WG-Blurb* (For InquiredWithin)2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“How did I know I’d find you here?” Christina said with a sly smirk on her face as she pulled open the curtain that exposed the impromptu ‘craft services’ cafeteria that was set up for the stagehands and for Lana’s constant snacking. “Because it’s where… I always… am.” Lana replied, mouth full of a large bite she had just taken out of her fifth donut, not to mention the double-portion of Sub Sandwich, the numerous handfuls of chips and Chex Mix, and the half-a-dozen or so cookies be
You Wouldn't Download a ZombieYou Wouldn't Download a Zombie2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Elementary particles (and all 'matter') are artifacts of the staticness of the observing framework.
- Dreamer's Handbook
Rob eyed the big red button, resisting the temptation to push it. "Hey Pete, look what I found!"
The salvage operation was one of the most promising their crew has been on; the demons slaughtered everyone in the underground facility and retreated without taking any of the spoils. They did leave, however, corpses in blue and white labcoats with blood smeared all over.
"What!" Came the muffled reply from the far side of the corridor.
Many of the reinforced doors were already bashed in or broken in half. Naturally, the crew raided the blood depository first - no self-respecting vampires would let all that tasty blood get ruined. It's good we arrived in time, while there's still electricity. Not even the clan leaders knew why only facilities such as these had electricity and working technology - or if they did, they surely did not bother telling Rob.
It's catching up with youA silver Mustang pulls into the parking lot and parks in a spot near the store. The car sits still for a few minutes, and finally the sole occupant gets out, a young beautiful blonde steps out (she's wearing a red polo shirt a pair of sunglasses on her head and a pair of khaki pants with a black belt.) she casually and confidently strolls into the store. Once inside she makes her way behind the counter and tucks in her shirt, getting herself ready for another night of work. A voice calls out from behind her,It's catching up with you6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Brad: "hey Blondie, what's up"
Sarah: " Not much B-rad."
The two made some quick small talk and then each of them went to grab a customer.
Although he tried not to watch he couldn't help but feel his eyes drift in her direction. Brad loved watching Sarah's elequant walk and how graceful she moved around the store. The young blonde knew that he as well as other guys were watching, she loved the attention and made sure to put a little extra sway in her hips as she moved.
About an hou
I hate --I hate --4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I hate that I have nothing better to do than to make this list.
I hate how I'm going to make about 43578978 typos while writing this.
I hate how I'm too lazy to go back and fix said typos.
I hate that I don't have word office or whatever to correct my typos.
I hate that my computer crashes every other month.
I hate how I still don't use a flash drive to back my work up.
I hate that I had so many unfinished, near-completion pictures I lost because of said crash.
I hate how long it takes me to finish art trades.
I hate how people take shit so seriously.
I hate that I used to take shit so seriously.
I hate how people can take the -internet- so seriously.
I hate that there will be those few select people who take these lists seriously.
I hate how out of those people, a few of them will pretend to take it seriously, but they really don't, and are just arguing for the lulz.
I hate how much I love reading do it for the lulz's stuff.
I hate yaoi.
I hate yaoi's incredibly scary fan base.