Terror in TearsShe was clutching his dark blue hoodie with fervor, as though the only thing keeping her body from bursting open from nerves was the ardor grip she kept on his physical being. She was still horribly distraught, even after the sobs of her brother had quieted down and he came to her room to hold her in his arms, gently caressing her cheeks to rid her of her tears while neglecting his own.Terror in Tears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She didn’t understand. All she had done was come home fifteen minutes late. Her bus had gotten a late start from the school because one of the boys had decided to chance a suspension for a day of infamy by pulling the fire alarm during the last bell. It wasn’t like she had gone to play hooky or had gotten herself hurt.
So why was her brother gripping his head so hard that his fingertips were bloody when she got home? Why was he weeping and moaning utter gibberish? Why did he insist on continuing his unsettling back and forth rocking, even when she told him what happened and showed him that s
Souls Divided - Chapter Six (TFP)Chapter SixSouls Divided - Chapter Six (TFP)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When I woke, the light was dim so I thought it must be late night or early morning. Optimus’s eyes were closed, a relaxed expression on his face. I moved up and down with the motion of his chest, and listened to the sound of air leaving his body. There were two parts of his grill just beneath where I was lying and I could feel the cool air as it hissed gently through. After a few minutes, it began to sound like gentle snoring, and I found this highly amusing. I smiled to myself whilst trying not to laugh. I shifted my weight slightly and this caused Optimus to open his eyes.
‘I’m sorry Optimus, I didn’t mean to wake you.’
‘That’s okay, and you didn’t wake me anyway. I was in a light recharge.’
‘Is that like your version of sleeping?’ Optimus looked thoughtful as he answered my question.
‘Yes. I suppose you could say that. Though I have kept certain sensors on to alert me to movement a
With love.The pitch of the broken feud can't reach the noise of your broken bones.With love.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In ThreesI was armed with half a deck of emotions, two thirds of a heart and eyes of a broken mirror that offered no protection to my soul. I wanted to talk about it often and whenever I needed to, the words would tangle in my mouth, come out as a compliment of a shirt, an idea that had no relevance, a conversation about the weather. I was eighteen. I wanted to be stronger, brilliant, bright like a comet in the sky. Instead, I learnt about how beds could be the most loathed places in the world, bathrooms were meant to be soaked in blood...and men with eyes like knives sometimes used them against people they loved.In Threes4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was armed with shards of strength, a misplaced sense of determination and the kind of bravery that only the damned can have. Words haunt, especially when all you have to your name is a broken little mind, a need for validation and an honest fear of losing someone you love. I was twenty. I wanted to make sure that the world around me realised I existed, I wanted to shine for my sake,
Settled Dustwhere soldiers sing of calmSettled Dust7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where wars are fought for peace.
where corrupt politicians talk about relief
where enemies are not bitter
where birthdays are celebrated in kill
where twenty one is considered aged
where blood is shed to embalm
where tears are those of joy
where the graveyard is ignored
where the void is unfilled
where the win is bawdy
where the brandy falls heavy
where the language is crude
where the stakes raise high
where children lose their fathers
where wives lose their husbands
where mothers lose their sons
where the heretic smiles sardonically at the cheering crowds
Perder con HonorY aquí estoy yo po', todavía no parto pa' mi casita, sigo en este estadio weon, si po', si estamos con los jugadores, con Bielsa que anda bastante picado y me da risa eso.Perder con Honor5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Perdimos en el mundial, vamos pa' la casa. -suspira y sonríe-
Y así po', Brasil nos hizo buen partido, todos jugamos lo mejor que pudimos ¡la wea, jugamos la raja weon, pa' que me voy en lamentaciones, jugamos contra Brasil po' y le dimos buena batalla!
- Se echa a reír una vez más y continúa -
Ni siquiera puedo decir que estoy decepcionado, todos los hicieron bien, todo Chile nos apoyó, toda mi gente estuvo con la selección y le dieron lo mejor, nos retiramos con orgullo de la cancha, con real orgullo.
Somos un país latinoamericano ¡que no se les olvide, que llegamos lejos!
¡Que se acerque el weon que trate de decir que somos chantas porque lo vuelo con patas' en la raja!
- Se sienta y queda desparramado en aque
Do you see?You see these tears?Do you see?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m not shedding them for you.
You see my smile?
I’m not grinning for you.
You see my eyes?
They aren’t lighting up for you.
You see my blood?
It isn’t burning for you.
You feel my heart?
It’s not beating for you.
You know these feelings
That keep me up till 3am?
It’s not because of you.
You see the way I make
Extravagant hand motions when I’m excited?
That’s not for you.
You feel my rage and anger?
That is indeed for you.
Do you still not see?
Do you still not understand?
After all the times
I have hurt you
And thrown you away….
You still want to be here
You still want to be by my side…
Maybe it is me who does not see…
Maybe it is me who does not understand….
That even after all those times…
You do understand
I’m not really mad at you…
I’m just upset at myself…
You’ll always be my friend…
Maybe I’ll never know why….
Alliances (pt 1)My lusus is dead, and I am alone.Alliances (pt 1)4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The thought bounced around Nepeta's mind as soon as she woke up in the morning. It would plague her all day, as it had for seven or was it eight? days now. She did not feel the hard wooden slats of the bench her numb hip was pressed into, or the griminess of her hair, flattened under her neck by her coat, which she'd been using as a pillow.
She was literally "on the park bench," as it were, because when a troll's lusus dies, she is thrown out to starve.
Can't let a parentless troll run around causing trouble, you see. She's underage, so we'd have to put her in an orphanage, and those cost a lot of money to run. Too much money. Money that could be better spent on the war. Nepeta was 7 sweeps old not very underage, but underage enough.
Better to just let natural selection take care of her.
Nepeta had been in the park, Pounce's favourite place in the sprawling city that was their home, since she'd been thrown out by a police dr
betrayal.I have the memorybetrayal.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have forgotten
My kisses are fresh
And they're so rotten
My eyes shoot daggers
But stare so sweetly
Our life is a mess
That is arranged so neatly
It hurts me so bad
And yet I feel nothing
You were always so suspicious
You were easily so trusting
You've killed me completely
And filled me with life
I deserve to be an ex
But also your wife
I have given up
I continue to try
You should've told the truth
But you should've lied.
Colors In Your EyesI've been lost inside your eyesColors In Your Eyes1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And seen your deepest thoughts,
Your memories drip like water drops
On a silver lake lake with paper swans.
There's golden tree's and emerald lawns
Where happy people play their songs,
They sit beneath the shady leaves
With their toes in diamond sand.
Your hair flows swift within the wind
Like aurora lights dance so high,
I cant help but to fall in love
With all the colors in your eyes.
LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 3LightXReader KIRA's Revenge 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
3. If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen.
It’s been a couple of days since your first kill, and not one ounce of guilt or pity ran through your veins. Criminals did wrong upon the world and deserved to be demolished and ridden from the face of the earth. As taught, you just wrote names no specifics. Light instructed you how to thoroughly hide the death note so no one could find or stumble upon it. You didn't mind killing anymore and simply continued life as you normally would. You, as the 'Next KIRA' exploded across the media and many countries already gave in, America and Japan were not one of those countries.
Another unfortunate battle with the SPK and the Japanese task force were unavoidable, Light knew this. The SPK or Special Provisions for Kira began and had formed a little bit after L's death; L the great detective had fallen. There was no doubt in his mind that Near would once agai
Dream Defying Chapter 5"Please, Karkitty, wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP! PLEASE! WAKE UP! DAMMIT, WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"Dream Defying Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Karkat awoke on his bed in a cold sweat. His first thought: It isn't purple.
He was off of Derse. He was back. Back to his friends, back to-
Back to just not talking to Nepeta, he thought.
Karkat turned to see Terezi in his room. She ran up to hug him. "Thank gog you're okay! I've been so worried about you! I mean we. We've been worried about you."
Karkat raised a quizzical eyebrow. "You have?"
Terezi backed up and blushed a little. "Yeah, well..."
"Well, I've been trying to tell you, but I've been waiting for the right time..." Karkat knew what was coming next. "Well, I'm flushed for you, Karkat."
Karkat sighed. He, as all the other trolls knew, that Terezi was flushed for him.
But Karkat just didn't feel the same way about her.
Karkat sighed and hugged Terezi. "Karkat?" Terezi stammered.
"I'm sorry, Terezi, but your not the one I'm flushed for."
Terezi backed out from the hug,
Beautiful EyesHe said I had beautiful eyesBeautiful Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And a pretty laugh.
And he said I drove him wild
When I kissed him under that night sky.
He told me I had made the moment perfect,
Just by being there with him;
He held me in his arms
And kissed my fair skin.
Our bodies were warm
As they moved against one another
And our lips were pressed tightly together.
His smile couldn’t help but mirror mine
And he said I was the craziest girl
He had ever hoped to find.
Well in the end,
He has still gone away;
Not even beautiful eyes
Were enough to make him stay.
Forgotten Today, Gone TomorrowI saw you with another todayForgotten Today, Gone Tomorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You both smiled and talked as I watched
And even though I was the one you invited
It seems you’re with someone else
As you both embraced I just stood and watched
Feeling a crack on my chest
And you gazed at one another
With something you had never shown me
Or even cared to
Your body seemed so warm just then
But I felt so cold
Because you were embracing someone you thought beautiful
While I was left feeling ugly and old
You caressed their face with your hands
The same hands that were so kind to me
And you slowly took their lips to yours
The same lips that said ‘I love you’ to me
This moment just never seems to end
To your pleasure
For my pain
And you ignored the one you originally had
And only gazed out to someone else instead
And as I watched this whole affair
I started to drown in my own despair
There was nothing I could do but admit to myself
That there had never been any hope for you and me
Because you looked at someone else today
MC: YOU THINK YOU LIKE FARREREBecause I like him more. Quite clearly. I cannot believe I filled out this ENTIRE quiz.MC: YOU THINK YOU LIKE FARRERE6 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Please, peruse at your peril.
Character Profile Form
Name: Farrere-Baptiste Manech LeAmi (Neumeier)
Nickname: Farrere (Foob and "Farrero mon cher")
Meaning of name: Brother
Origin of name: my underwhelming creativity and French skills.
Age: 19 (at the story's beginning, but he's 20 for the majority of Part One, and then 25 for most of Part Two)
Blood type: B (I totally just made that up then)
Ethnicity: Typically Enuin (i.e. "Mediterranean", tanned skin, high-cheekbones, dark hair although, the navy-coloured hair comes from Cynimpials, not that any members of the great Biloux family (Farrere's ancestors) would ever admit to this)
Species: homo sapien
Political Party: Farrere is an idealist, and while he knows this is unrealistic, he prefers it to b
Dream Dying Chapter 0Everyone knew when Karkat Vantas had woken up.Dream Dying Chapter 03 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dave Strider turned his head away from his sister as a loud thumping noise echoed throughout the entire lab.
"Goddamn sheets!" an incredibly angry voice sounded through the hallways.
"First hour of the day and he's already fucking things up," Dave said, shaking his head. "Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
"Metaphorically or literally?" asked Rose, sitting at the other end of the table in the lab station's main room. A book on troll quadrants rested open in her lap.
"Fuck!" the irritated voice yelled out. "Human recuperacoons are fucking ridiculous!"
"I'm not entirely sure what you mean by that," Dave responded, "considering the only beds here are inhumanely shitty mattresses- but I would have to guess both." He turned around again and took his mug of coffee. "But I'm also pretty sure he's also fucking things up spiritually, mentally, physically, whatever. Every possible way to fuck up." The light-haired boy took a s
Alliances (pt 6)♦♦♦Alliances (pt 6)4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nepeta went back to Karkat's store that very afternoon. Aradia dropped her off and told her to give a call when she wanted to leave.
There was a "closed for repairs, come back Tuesday," sign on the door, but it was unlocked as usual. When Nepeta went in, Karkat was taping up the edge of the counter with silver duct tape. The floor shone clean where Gamzee had fallen, the gleaming linoleum at odds with its still-dusty environs.
Karkat heard the bell to the door of the shop ring and spun around angrily. Seeing it was Nepeta he said, "Oh, it's you."
"Hi," Nepeta said. "Do you mind if I come in? I'll help you fix things up, if you like."
"I think not," Karkat scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Um, okay?" Nepeta said, taken aback. She felt hurt, for some ridiculous and unapparent reason. Why should some random stranger, albeit an adorably angry stranger, who had happened to let her sit behind his counter, want to talk to her? Arguably she had saved his life, or at least his s
PewDieCry In Amnesia - Part SevenPewDieCry In Amnesia - Part Seven3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mr. Chair. . .
I scrutinized the crumpled ashen stonework for what seemed like forever.
I couldn't resume slumbering.
I was. . . petrified. . .
Stephano had escaped from his jail cell, I was bewildered by why he didn't draw near to murder me first. He crept up to murder Cry in his dormancy, his thirst for Cry's blood dripping on his fingertips making him beg not to be acknowledged by anyone else.
I was content Piggeh was cognizant and keeping watch at the moment, or we all would have been bloodless by now, trapped in this lurid world forever.
Stephano didn't go out without a fight though, that's why I admire him. He fought as Piggeh dragged him back into his own jail cell and locked him up. Once Stephano was trapped, he attempted to break the iron bars with anything he could find, screaming sentences that sounded like pure bloody hell.
It had woken everyone up uneasily, shooting fear up each one of our spines, crawling up like spider fingers and burning through us as heated as
RainShe wore baggy clothes to hide her broken wingsRain1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A futile attempt to protect herself from life’s sting
She stood in the rain to feel
Its cold was the only thing that made her feel real
Not empty inside
Not wearing a mask to hide
She let it wash the tearstains from her cheeks
The best she’d felt in weeks
Flight Of the Harmony: Chapter TwoRainbow Dash struggled to control the helm. The airship was a wild beast beneath her hooves, but she knew how to tame her.Flight Of the Harmony: Chapter Two4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She wasn't used to driving this kind of blimp; most of her experience was on the nimble and agile Pegasi ships, and the wood and metal mastodon that she was riding was neither of those.
The Harmony had her merits, however. It was a truly majestic craft, and, like most Unicorn ships, she had a complex set of levers set around the wheel, allowing the captain almost total control over the ship's movements. In fact, that was the most complex controls of any vessel Rainbow Dash had ever seen. She understood just enough of it to maneuver the main engines, and that was enough for what she had in mind.
A few acrobatic stunts, a couple of flips and tricks, then she could land among the praise and admiration of all.
Well, unless they took this the working way. She did, technically, steal the ship, and they might have not been too forgiving of that. But after she brought the
Pretty PeopleI just want to be pretty.Pretty People2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like him, like her...
I want the face that
I want the body that
Why is she so skinny?
Why is she so curvy?
Why is he so handsome?
Why is he so perfect?
I just want to be sexy.
Like him, like her...
I want to fit in my
Old jeans and dresses
That I wore in high school.
I want to walk by to
Have people whisper,
"That girl is gorgeous."
I just want to be thin.
Like him, like her...
Why are they so lucky?
Why do they get the glory?
Why do they get that body
And that face without
Even working for it?
You know the feeling
Of being called ugly,
Unless you're one of them.
I know the feeling
Of being called ugly,
Cause I'm not one of them.
I put on makeup to
Make myself look different.
I'm ashamed at my
My parents were pretty,
So why not me?
I just want to be pretty.
Like him, like her....
Dream of youI dream of youDream of you2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
only to wake up
My MonsterWe all have a monster,My Monster1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our own personal demon,
That controls our dark sides
And make us fearful
Some people can hide them
Hold them inside forever
Live a happy life
And be glad that they can
But others can’t hide
They can’t hold it in
It escapes out of the cage
And goes on a rampage
They might not mean it
They might not even know
But all they can do is
Regret the unchangeable
I have a monster
He seeps out sometimes
Hurts the ones I love
And makes me cry
I have a monster
He is taking over my life
He wants to be me
I can’t hold him inside