AbandonLet the winged dreamship carry us gently into space,Abandon3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over jagged contour lines like scars we can't erase.
Let us realize our wish and leave this world behind,
And purge this ruptured domain from our bodies and our minds.
Fly us to the sun and feel the heat with which it burns,
And rid us both of secular and worldly concerns.
I beseech you, dreamship, let us fly to other lands,
Abandon Earth and grasp the universe within our hands.
schitzophreniaIn my head the pain is realschitzophrenia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voices whisper and mumble
Their words are unintelligable
My brain is throbbing it hurts so bad
I can feel them, their hands on my arms
They make my flesh crawl
My breath hitch, my hair stand on end
I feel like I'm drowning, yet there's no water
My mind is swarming, I hear them
Yet no words I can make out
I'm chocking on the darkness
Wrapping itself around my throat
Strangling me in the night
The medication is supposed to help
But it just numbs my whole person
I can't feel, can't think
I'm a machine, a puppet
For me I have a choice, a painful one
Feel fear and pain
Or nothing at all
Hear my thoughts and the mumblings of voices not my own
Or hear nothing, think nothing
I'm trapped in the darkness
Lost in a sea of dispair
Alone in an ocean of ghosts
Will there ever be a cure?
Blumenkranz (Bertolt x Reader) [SONG FIC]Blumenkranz (Bertolt x Reader) [SONG FIC]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
DISCLAIMER: HEAVY SPOILERS. This story is not an AU or remake. Nor is it exactly in flow with the original story. It’s just another insert. This is all in Bertolt’s perspective/point of view.
NOTE(S): Blumenkranz – German for floral wreath
Rating: Coarse Language. Angst. Death. Romance. Slight Sadism. Psychological Refuse. Confusion.
Spring had arrived. The time where flowers finished taking their roots and were beginning their bloom. The day where leaves began regenerating on the trees. The day where fresh waters recovered from the frozen wintry season. The day when the cold no longer met the cold. The day where the warmth started engulfing the world. Even now, it’s also the day where humanity starts a fresh. But most significantly, for me, is the time when the wall goes down, again. If only someone could find us. Then, we wouldn’t be here in this situation…
I stood, contemplating my options. Ruminating in my own
preemptive breakup poemif anyone ever tells you your sadness isn't physical,preemptive breakup poem3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
show them the ache in your bones,
the raw skin on your arms or wrists or hips or thighs,
the imprint of your foetal body on your mattress from the days you couldn't bear to leave.
and you see this?
this is what hurt looks like.
i want you to look closer, lean in a little until you can feel the sadness on my breath
and i want you to watch my eyes. count how often they blink and count how many of them are forcing back words i still can never say.
i don't want you to miss a second of how you make me feel.
i want to be what keeps you up at night
i want to be the reason you can't eat
or laugh at your favourite tv programs
i want to be the reason
you walk with your eyes on the pavement
because too many things
remind you of me
i want you to feel the soreness of a heart unloved
loudly enough that the beating is mute and slow
loudly enough that you keep your hands in your pockets
when you move through the city so you don't touch any
Ricepires: Special AbilitiesIn the Twilight series the so-called vampires *air-quotes* have special, additional abilities that are unique to themselves. Like, how at Coldstone you not only get ice cream (the vampirism) but you also get to choose your own mix-in. Except these mix-ins are powers and you cant choose them, they depend on your traits or skills pre-vampirizing (?). I just realized that that metaphor was pretty much useless. Anyways, *cough* I was thinking what if the vampires from Anne Rices Vampire Chronicles had unique special abilities, just cause Im crazy. But, because they already have REAL powers that do not include sparkling(are you reading this, Edward?), theirs would be more like heightened abilities. So here we go.Ricepires: Special Abilities6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Lestat: Accessorizing/ lovability
Louis: emoness/ability to tolerate Lestat for long periods of time
Armand: seduction; man, woman, or vampire it doesnt matter
An Answer Resonant,An Answer5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And he was met with a soft,
And hoped for the best,
With that he asked his question
That she was meant to be his wife.
InertiaSometimes, I feel so very sorry forInertia3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the letters that I write.
Born onto a blank page and
trapped there all their lives.
No new sites to see, no unfamiliar faces to meet;
standing in a lonely row
just to express my thoughts as words,
and yet, completely unable to express their own.
They lie paralyzed in their birthplace
lacking the ability to grow and learn.
Immovable to change for the rest of their lives.
And sometimes, I wonder to myself,
why I choose to be the same.
Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?Does that make me Different?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
But at least it makes me
I Tried, DammitYou wereI Tried, Dammit5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the right piece
for an old puzzle
and I broke you
trying to fit you
in a new one.
My knuckles are bleeding
and I'm screaming
at the top of my
but you're hemophobic
and too deaf to hear me.
Street BeatHe was a street kidStreet Beat5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Lived in the city
Looked sorta pretty
Twelve years old and on the skid
Had an obsession
Liked to dance
Got cash by chance
But never a possession
How he made a dime
Was dance to the beat
Hat off for a treat
He needed to dine.
She was a street kid
Lived in the city
Looked sorta pretty
Ten years old and on the skid
Had no obsession
Got cash by chance
Never did dance
Never had a possession
How she made a dime
Was smiling so coy
Got treated like a toy
She needed to dine.
One gray day these two met,
They caught each other's eye
Stopped to breathe, heaved a sigh
Wouldn't leave, saw no threat
They found and shared lunch
The day Larry met Folly
Whose real name was Polly,
Larry's name was just a hunch
They stayed together then,
Two little kids living in the city
Both lookin' real pretty
Her the chick, him the mother hen.
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 Two3 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
Morning haikuA burning sunriseMorning haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The eyes catch fire
Wash my face in the pond
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,
A Very Short StoryA Very Short Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone was two inches tall.
The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IThe Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She raised her palms to the sky, fingers spread, and sunk her toes into the earth. Heat-filled particles of light warmed her face and the moist cool matter softened her toes. This was life and she relished in its glory.
Nature was her mother and the ruler of the cosmos was her father. She imagined herself as a tree, her feet diving down into the rich folds of the earth, planting their roots, while her fingers extended to the heavens forming into a million branches. Leaves and flowers exploded from her branches as they begged for the gift of light from the sun.
She walked in beauty. From where she stood, a gathering of red poppies reached to her gently brushing against her calf, begging to feel her touch. She leaned forward caressing the petals with the tips of her fingers and the flowers gently kissed her face in return. She laughed. She had always imagined that poppies would make for extremely faithful friends, providing every comfort and need in times of despair, but they would alway
Alliances (pt 6)♦♦♦Alliances (pt 6)3 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
A Haiku About PotatoesOM NOM NOM NOM NOMA Haiku About Potatoes3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
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Bully"Stupid," "Ugly," "Useless," "Sad."Bully3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Emo," "Silent," "Paranoid," "Mad."
"Ashamed," "Afraid," "Crazy," "Stuck."
"Disgusting," "Alone," "Pathetic," "Out of Luck."
The words never spoken,
Yet always heard.
Not from people around me,
No, that's absurd.
I've heard these words,
Time after time,
They always pierce my heart,
They continuously cross my mind.
But these words were never said.
Never once directed at me.
Maybe they never became reality,
But I saw them spoken in my mentality.
These are the words of a bully.
The words that can tear me apart.
The words that can no longer be erased,
Because they have entered my heart.
This person who speaks them,
I know them quite well.
They have countless words in their head,
They have many stories to tell.
I don't know why they want me
To take all of the blame.
It might be for vengeance,
It might be from their own shame.
But the owner of these words,
The words that repeat,
Have caused me great fear,
Have led to my defeat.
This person I know,
Whom I d
Nikki and Louis Request 4 LEEELouis and Nicolas get into a catfightNikki and Louis Request 4 LEEE6 years ago in Humor More Like This
[Louis is wearing his uniform (white puffy shirt, brown breeches, boots). Nikki is wearing a black frock coat and culottes with white shirt and stockings. His hair is tied back with black ribbon]
Nikki: You know that Lestat is only attracted to you because you look like me, right?
Louis: *sarcastically* That must be why he had a daughter with me. And why our relationship outlasted yours by, oh I dont know, a few centuries? Give or take?
Nikki: We had (implied) sex.
Louis: We had a sexy reunion scene
Nikki: I can play the violin.
Louis: I own HUGE tracts of land. (sorry, Python joke)
Nikki: Im prettier.
Louis: I get more pages in his book.
Lestat: *enters the room* Now, now, boys. There is enough of moi to go around. *smiles*
Louis and Nikki: *slap lestat* YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!
New Smash Bros Interviews: MalloWaddling into the room was strange looking boy. He had a portly body that was all red, except his chubby looking face, and a pair of yellow mittens on his hands. He was also wearing a mawashi around his waist, making him look like a sumo wrestler.New Smash Bros Interviews: Mallo2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“And who might you be?” asked Link with a smile.
“My name is Mallo.”
“You’re the main character of Pushmo and Crashmo, right?” questioned Samus.
“So you’re from a puzzle game.”
“Now, now, Samus. Just because he’s from a puzzle game doesn’t mean he can’t become a Smash Fighter,” stated Link. “We already have characters from strategy and racing games after all.”
“…So why do you want to be a Smash Fighter, Mallo?” asked Samus, turning to the young sumo.
Mallo was silent for a bit before he answer with a shrug. “I just want to.”
The bounty hunter sweatdropped while
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
After Midnight Encounter [Levi x Reader] One-shotReader FormatAfter Midnight Encounter [Levi x Reader] One-shot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin/ Attack On Titan
Pairing: Reader x Levi
You can't sleep and to make yourself tired, you wanted to write.
Disclaimer: I do not own you or SNK but I do own all of your action within this story!
You sniffed as you were turning on your bed, it isn't working... Damn Insomnia! You slowly let your lids open and waited that your eyes adjusted to the darkness as you sighed in defeat, I guess I'll write a bit... You swung your legs off the mattress, got up and went to your knees, where did I leave the notebook, lighter, plume and ink?
You reached under your bed and searched for the items, the plume is here... After palming a bit, you found the two last items, now I just need a lamp! You took a small satchel and lightly slide the item in it as you went towards the door, the lamp is near Serah and Nina's bunk bed. You got it then marched towards the door, taking grasp of the cool kn