Sunset - Chapter 4: EclipseDeep in the heart of the Everfree Forest, maybe less than half a mile from the rotting castle at its heart, sat a large pond that sparkled in the noon-time sun. Creatures of all sizes and shapes idled by the cool water that day, the oppressive heat at its height.Sunset - Chapter 4: Eclipse4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A low roar sounded from above the pond, compelling the creatures to look towards the sky at the incoming threat. Birds took flight as the animals on the ground ran away, almost as if they could sense the torrent of distress coming their way. The roar became steadily louder, a purple point on the horizon growing in size and ferocity. Any creature that had not fled by then sealed its fate.
In an instant, the once placid pond erupted with a bang, a huge jet of water piercing into the sky as the lavender streak struck into the heart of the body. Large waves crested out from the source as if the edges of the trapped liquid were the mighty ocean itself. Those animals that did not flee were swept away by the inland tidal wave, back o
Sunset - Epilogue: Redemption Someday, in the distant future, the events of that day would have two different names, depending on who you asked, or what book you read. To most of Equestria, it would be known as 'The Battle at Canterlot', while in the small town of Ponyville, it would be known as 'The Reckoning.' Neither of the names chosen for the whole fiasco were wrong, but neither did they get across how seriously it impacted history. For the first time, a commoner was put into a position of absolute authority over the country.Sunset - Epilogue: Redemption4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A couple of days after that pivotal event found the new princess cooped up in her old dorm room, hidden as best as she could under the covers. The sudden increase in size, and lack of new blankets left the goddess exposed to the bitterly warm glow of the sun... her sun. She fought the temptation to just turn it off and stop that tantalizingly warm orb from haunting her with the memories of that day: a day she would never forget.
Why had she done that? W
TwitterExcuse me sir!Twitter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t believe we’ve met,
But may I have your attention please?
I’d like to inform you
That I’m about to bombard you
With useless pieces of information
Regarding my day
What I had for breakfast!
That I brushed my teeth
That I had a shit
What I watched on TV
And so on and so forth
I can see how interested you are
So here’s a picture of my lunch!
And my breakfast
And my dinner
And my ‘cheeky McDonalds’
Look at me! I’m a celebrity
Of the world wide web
It’ll be written on my epitaph
How I changed the world
And inspired people
With my shitty retyped tumblr posts
The 54 images of my dog
What was that sir? You don’t care?
Let me inform you that
I scored 100 points on Farmville!
I feel everyone should know!
It should be headline news!
Can’t you see?
I’m the face of the human race!
Isn’t that just great?
The BridgeThe Bridge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Among the Wooden Paths,
I stride alone in the Empty Forest,
The wind behind my back,
Blowing softly and pushing me forward.
Moments in time suddenly seem to halt,
As I watch from afar,
The bridge that lies before me,
Am I strong enough to lay my hand?
Across its wooden surface?
Can I cross it?
Find the path hidden in the shadows ahead of me?
Can I find Courage in the darkness so bleak?
To find a light that will guide me?
Seconds fade away.
Across the Bridge,
Across the Gap,
Leading to my pride,
Leading to my Courage,
Leading to my Hope,
Leading to my Love...
Pitch's return ch.16Chapter 16Pitch's return ch.162 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pitch and Jack landed on a rooftop in a city in California. As soon as they touched ground the boy jumped off and stepped away from the nightmare. "I hate riding those things!"
Pitch dismounted and the nightmare disappeared. "I can tell. Your fear was making her very hard to control."
"I wasn't afra-"
"Yes you were." The Nightmare King laughed.
Jack stuck out his tongue before turning away from Pitch. "Maybe I should go hang out with someone else instead."
Thinking quick, Pitch grabbed Jack's staff. "Not without your staff."
"HEY! Give it back!" The guardian jumped to try and grab it back, but Pitch held it above his head, laughing all the while. "Pitch gimme it!" Jack hopped onto Pitch's back in hopes of reaching it, but the boogeyman held it out forward.
"If you can get it you can have it Jack!" Pitch managed to say through his constant laughter.
Jack climbed onto Pitch's shoulders and leaned over to reach his staff, but lost his balance and fell back onto
MomentsI am five years old.Moments5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The boys in my class have just been teasing me about my last name. It is, unfortunately and a little ironically, Gaye. I'm at my desk crying while my first grade teacher talks to the boys in the hall. My best friend Garrett sits down next to me and tells me that I shouldn't cry because my name is spelled different than "the bad kind". I stop crying because I find that strangely comforting. But the heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach doesn't go away.
I am eight years old.
I'm reading a book from my favorite book series, the Alice series by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor. The book series started out age appropriately enough but as the girls in the books have gotten older, so has the material. The talk of innocent handholding and who likes who have turned into full on discussion of sex. But even though I know I'm not supposed to be reading things like this I continue to devour each book. At the part I'm at Alice has just seen her best friend kissing another girl at the ma
Love me"I love you."Love me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You told me that Mom.
"Remember that I'll always love you, no matter what."
Will you really?
Will you love me when I pierce my ears five times each?
Will you love me when I turn my nails black.
Will you love me when I bring my girlfriend home?
When I clutch her hand,
Shielding and being shielded from that sudden coldness.
Will you love me when
On my first summer home from college
I bring home my boyfriend and my girlfriend
Standing between them
My piercings chiming in the wind,
My tattoo looks at you
Eyes as cold as yours.
No, you turned away.
When I held my daughter,
Progeny of my girlfriend and husband,
You weren't there to see me whisper
"I love you baby and I'll always love you."
And I will keep that promise.
Because you hurt me when you broke yours
Because I am different
Because I love her.
RotG: Super Psycho Love Chp. 8Chapter: 8/10RotG: Super Psycho Love Chp. 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 1176
Pairings: BlackIce, Bed
Warnings: Possible OOC, unbeta-ed, Yaoi/BoyXBoy/Gayness, Angst, Embarrassment
AN: Hai, gaiz~! More postes, and moar sadness. D; Jack’s a bit more ‘himself’, now. 8D I’mma LORD. Holycraps. 8D
AN: oh noes, ze drama llama has returned! Lord Daisy is killing me x3 I meant 'Lord,,, Daisy' xD don't get too excited. ... *starts wailing disney songs*
Chapter Eight: Calling You Brings Apprehension
It had been weeks, now, since Joey had left, and it had been hard on Red and Buck. Red, often, spent his time sleeping in Buck’s bed, or crying... And it had been grating on Jack’s nerves. The boy had tried all he could to get stupid Pitch to notice him, again, and the man was just... Blowing him off! Even when he went for punishment, it was like Pitch was just trying to drive him crazy. He was going to do something soon...
Buck held Red tight as he sobbed against
Who is there to tell?I want there to be one person who will listen.Who is there to tell?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who will allow me to tell all of my secrets.
It is IMPOSSIBLE for some of you to understand,
Some of the things I've been thinking about are really....
I've been told some of my pain is penis envy,
Don't ever say that to me again!
It's not a want it's what I don't have.
It screws with my thoughts of love.
I'm just as confused as you.
I know what I want, but not the words.
Something like me isn't very common.
Not everyone would be okay with it,
actually most wouldn't.
This isn't the way I want to be.
It's painful that I actually feel like this.
It kills a lot of chances.
There are so many things I want,
I doubt I'll even get half.
My life is a contradiction.
I'm in pain because of my feelings.
I know if I trusted YOU,
you'd walk away...
Even more than you did before.
Bloodied lips, bloodless bodyCoffin lid discardedBloodied lips, bloodless body1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
ASP infoPlease note that none of this is meant to be taken super seriously I'm just having fun and bulshitting a lot of stuff in the process This is still a work in progress and I am constantly working to make it make more sense and be less lame.ASP info3 years ago in Settings More Like This
History and general information
Already a long-standing institution by the time of the current events, ASP was originally simply a scientific research organization. Although it had always been fairly secretive and low-key about its purposes and achievements, after Project 00X181 went belly-up, it quickly became even more covert and underground. Tasked with taking care of the aftermath of Project 00X181, it developed a militant fraction, which soon took the main stage.
ASP is a privately owned and funded organization. It has no (official) ties to the government. The owner and funder of the organization is unknown and unseen, referred to only as the Director" by the members.
Field Commander Lauren Harris is in charge of all real w
Coming Out 8th Grade YearComing Out5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Can I ask you something?"
My heart was pounding.
She was staring at me with all the love she held for me right there in the palm of my hand. I had the choice to destroy it or build it up. I didn't want to make the wrong choice so I worded my sentence carefully, trying not to step on toes that could be unseen in our conversation. I felt something clench on the inside of my chest, knowing this was my nerves bugging me. I was worried.
"Mum, I...I think I like girls."
Finally my confession was out but instead of relief I felt a strange tightening on my stomach and heart. This wasn't the feeling I was supposed to get. I looked away from her, worried about her reaction, realizing that maybe this wasn't one of the people I should have told.
"What do you mean you like girls? As friends or more?"
Again my chest tightened, I could barely breathe.
"You know how you like Dad? That's how I feel about girls."
I looked back at her and assessed her reaction. She s
Please, Oh pleasePlease, Oh pleasePlease, Oh please5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't let me fall
Please, Oh please
Don't make me beg
Please just stop playing all these games
Please, Oh please
Don't break me
Please, Oh please
Find the good in me
Please, Oh please
don't hurt me
Please just let me ask you this
Why do you lie?
Why do you hurt yourself?
Do you love yourself like i do?
If so why would you hate your self?
Please, Oh please
Just give me an answer
Please, Oh please
Just give me one sign
Please hold me in your arms
Please, Oh please
Never let me die
PrideWhy do you care?Pride5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why you care if i'm gay?
Why do you hate me becuase I don't love a man, becuase I love a woman?
I don't hate me, I'm fine with what I am.
I accept what I've chosen.
You'll send me to hell a million times over and curse my name and call me a faggot.
You're just a narrow minded nobody to me.
Your hate means nothing.
You say I'm disgusting, worthless, stupid.
I say I'm happy, comfortable, true to my heart.
Your phobia agaisnt me, against anything you don't understand, confuses me.
Why do you hate what you do not understand?
Commission: Mischievous Mother"I'M LEAVING!" Chibiusa yelled as she searched for her keys in the brightly lit kitchen. She stopped her rustling to listen for her mother, Usagi's, answer.Commission: Mischievous Mother4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Usagi?" She repeated, but there was no returning call. She huffed and went back to looking for her keys. As she searched aimlessly for them, outside in the driveway, her mother was hard at work.
"Teehee! Chibiusa won't like this!" she sang to herself as she strung a steel chain around the bumper of Chibiusa's cute red car with silver accents. She mischievously moved the other loose end of the chain back around the end of her own car. She giggled and patted the pocket of her jean shorts where Chibiusa's keys were hidden. Sneaking back in through the garage door, she dropped the keys by the front door and arranged them to look casual. She then strode innocently into the kitchen towards the fridge.
Chibiusa turned as she heard Usagi enter, and glared at her as she rummaged through the food.
"Usagi! Didn't you hear me calling to you?"
RainbowsThere are people that say the LGBT Community should stop using the rainbow as it was a gift from God to His children. The rainbow shows all the many different colors on Earth. By living here we know there is not just one color of green or blue. There are many different shades of every color in the world. That is what the rainbow represents to the LGBT Community. There is not just one kind of person in the world but many different shades of people. So yes God gave the rainbow to His children but people of the LGBT community are also His children no matter what you call the deity you believe in or if you only believe there is a higher power which does not have a name.Rainbows5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
To Love YouTo Love You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a woman
You are a man
Whether you were a women
or you were a man
I would love you
Until my very last breath
Why then, is it confusing
To anyone else watching
For me to love you
When I am a woman
Who loves both men and women
And you are a man?
MoonlightWe only got caught once.Moonlight2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There were about thirty of us at Madelyn Cartwright’s orphanage, the youngest only three and the oldest seventeen. Ella and I were in the middle, young enough to still hope that our parents would show up one day, but old enough to know deep down inside that we were on our own. It was awkward and we were best friends, and that was our life.
Madelyn’s house had a giant staircase that split into two smaller ones when it met the window in the wall. In the middle of the night, the moon would shine through the window and onto the landing, illuminating the stairs with a sort of eerily pale glow. I know this because sometimes, at night, when everyone else was asleep, Ella would sneak out of the girls’ dormitory and I would sneak out of the boys’ and we would meet on that little landing, the moonlight making us look like ghosts.
Sometimes we talked, about Ella wanting to be a nurse and me wanting to be a writer, about our parents and what we thou
First Person 4First Person 4First Person 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rain blurs my vision as I make my way down the deserted country path. Honestly, out in the dark in the middle of fucking nowhere miles from anyone in an attempt to meet some mysterious figure I know nothing about is the last place I want to be while being hunted like an animal by some demonic entity.
Head bowed against the wind, I traipse through the mud towards my destination, a house; presumably the residence of my online contact, situated in a village on the outskirts a main town. Unfortunately, I've had to walk from the town.
I keep thinking I see it; the white face in the tree line or among the bushes, only to double take and see nothing but leaves and branches. My mind is playing tricks on me.
I’m on the high street now, it’s deserted. After walking a few blocks, I reach a small house set apart from the others by trees on each side. Checking over
A Mouthful of SandThere's sand in his mouth.A Mouthful of Sand4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He's not sure why there's sand in his mouth - hell, he's not sure of anything at the moment, beside the fact that he seems to be alive (and even that's up for debate) - but sand in his mouth there most definitely is, coating his teeth and tongue in a gritty metallic-tasting sludge that he realises, with an odd sort of detachment, tastes a good deal more like blood than it would probably be expected to.
So, he thinks, after a moment's hazy contemplation, there's blood in his mouth.
This puts a new spin on things.
For a start, the blood has to come from somewhere (unless it's someone else's, which makes the whole situation suddenly a whole fuckton more problematic).
He probes the inside of his mouth cautiously with his tongue and, to his surprise, finds a definite lack of missing teeth or open wounds. The inside of his bottom lip appears to be split slightly, however, and a tentative attempt to breathe through his nose reveals the source of the re
Newtown: simple solutions?Every citizen, lobbyist, and organization seems to have their own idea of a plan that will somehow put an end to tragedies like the Newtown shooting. Honestly, I'm tired of hearing people talk like their plan will end the violence and erase tragedy from the country. It won't. Here is a quick run-down of the most common ideas and why none of them are a final answer.Newtown: simple solutions?3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
-Give all teachers guns to protect the students
While having an armed gunman in almost every room would certainly make it more difficult for a killer to go on a prolonged rampage, it would open a whole host of problems. While teachers could be trained in gun usage, not all of them would be comfortable or competent with a weapon. All of the background checks in the world won't protect schools from getting an occasional bad seed in the system. With hundreds of thousands of guns carriers in the school every day, a few are bound to abuse the privilege. Of course, there would be