He said, she said♀x♂He said, she said5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He said:Have you noticed that the universe is a male?
She said: Yes, I noticed that the entity is a female.
Have you realized that the light is a male?
Yes, I have realized that the sun is a female.
Don't you like that the poetry is a male?
Yes, and I like better that the feelings are female.
Do you know that science is a male?
Yes, I know that knowledge is a female.
He took a deep breath closing his eyes, and then looked back at her for a few silent moments.
He said: I heard someone say that betrayal is a female.
She said: I saw someone write that disloyalty is a male.
But they say that guile is a female.
But they say that lying is a male.
There's who assured me that silliness is a female.
And there's who proved to me that stupidity is a male.
I surmise that murder is a female.
And I affirm that sin is a male.
I learned that ugliness is a female.
Soneto a la dulce ignoranciaHe aquí del silencio los gritos mudos.Soneto a la dulce ignorancia3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Almas desgarradas de ojos llorosos;
memorias de recuerdos dolorosos;
agonía inaudible de un ser puro.
He aquí de la inocencia los verdugos.
De la batalla suenan fragorosos
cien mil disparos (siempre impiadosos)
de armas empuñadas por hombres rudos.
Solos, entre paredes y a su amparo,
donde suenan más tenues los disparos,
otros danzan sobre alfombras de armiño.
A la noche, brindan con vino caro,
duermen en cama blanda sin reparos,
mientras afuera, se mueren los niños.
APH Vampir ch 5If Germany hadn't been both a nation and a vampire, the both of them giving him immortality, he was sure that he would have died of embarrassment.APH Vampir ch 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I am so sorry Italy." he said.
Italy didn't say anything as he continued to look at the bite marks in the mirror almost curiously.
"There's nothing to be sorry about." Italy finally said. He prodded the marks once more before turning from the mirror and giggling slightly. "They look like love bites if anything really."
If possible Germany reddened even more.
Italy came back on the bed and sat opposite Germany. He crossed his legs and stared at him silently with his head tilted to the side.
"What?" Germany asked.
Italy didn't answer as he came forward slightly in between Germanys legs and their faces were a few inches apart. Italy reached out and with a single finger touched Germany's teeth.
Sighing Germany obediently extended his fangs.
A look of wonder appeared on Italy's face. The pad of his finger pressed against the sharp end.
Love Forever [PrussiaXReader]Love Forever [PrussiaXReader]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Fluff...implied smut...maybe? *is shot* um..Prussia OOC-ness? *is shot again*
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work, open a door for me, what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
She was upset. Upset that it seemed like Prussia didn't have any time for her. He was always working or out drinking. She wondered if he'd even remember their anniversary (which was today). She wondered if she did something wrong that made him stay late at work. When ever he was home she would try anything to turn his head and it seemed like nothing was working. She could only hope that he would realize how much she missed him…and soon he did.
"[Name]! I'm home!" Prussia shouted, his work bag falling to the floor with a loud thud.
She smoothed out her clothes while she walked to the front door.
"How was work Gilbert?" She asked, putting on a small smile.
The sexy smirk on her husband's face made her stomach flip.
ThoughtsYou think one thingThoughts3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Though you say something else
To be clear
Is hidden deep inside yourself
Latvia snapsIt was a normal day. At least, the beginning of it was. Everyone was at the World Meeting, as per usual. And also as per usual, nothing was getting accomplished.Latvia snaps4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur and Francis were having another argument over something trivial while Alfred was laughing, yet trying to coax Arthur back into his seat. He decided the ONLY way to calm him down distract him from Francis by insulting his food. Which, obviously, didn't work.
Ivan was, once again, scaring the hell out of Raivis and Toris, while Eduard was pretending not to notice anything. Natalia was helping him scare the other two and Katyusha was trying to start a conversation with some other nations, but to no avail.
Lovino was trying to fight off a certain Spaniard's hugging arms, while his brother repeatedly said "ve" with a vacant look on his face. Ludwig, it seemed, had given up on quieting everyone down. Even if he could, the peace would only last for a few minutes.
The commotion steadily built up, the noise getting so loud it wa
AYER, HOY Y MANANAEres un veneno maldito, dulce y adictivo,AYER, HOY Y MANANA3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Maldito porque mi juicio por ti un día perdí,
Dulce porque sabes a ese fruto prohibido
Y adictivo porque siempre quiero más de ti.
Hace mucho tiempo que tú y yo no hablamos,
Y a pesar de tanto y todo yo no te olvido,
No es que no pueda borrar lo que pasamos,
Simplemente en realidad yo no he querido.
Me encantaría poder hablarte de nuevo,
Pero prefiero mejor verte desde lejos,
No quiero jugar el mismo malévolo juego,
Ese que tu siempre ganas y yo siempre pierdo.
Siempre trato de escrudiñar en tu mirada,
Tal vez así un día quien eres descubriré,
Trato y trato, pero nunca descubro nada,
Más no importa, aun así, mirándote seguiré.
Sólo te pido que no me dejes de mirar,
Mírame con odio, amor o descuidada,
Pero no me quieras de tu mirada privar,
Seria como a un pez quitarle su agua.
Todo lo que un día yo a ti te escribí
Hasta el sol de hoy no ha cambiado en nada
Woman of SteelNote: This is set in what could be called an AU of Superhero. If you’ve watched the new Man of Steel movie, you’ll see where this is from. People who have watched the movie will recognise that some of the dialogue has been taken from there.Woman of Steel1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
X X X
Woman of Steel
Fang couldn’t remember the last time she’d tasted her own blood. But right now, she was tasting plenty of it. Her opponent hit harder than anything Fang could imagine. Her whole life, she’d thought was alone in the universe – the last of her race. But now there were others, and those others were bent on destroying her new home.
She refused to let that happen.
With a groan, Fang pulled herself out of the crater she’d made in the floor of the restaurant. At least the customers had been smart enough to run. It was hard enough trying to fight without worrying about all the innocent bystanders.
The far wall exploded in a shower of dust and mangled concrete. Her opponent stepped
Anoche sonie contigo...Anoche soñé contigo.Anoche sonie contigo...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soñé que te tenía
entre mis brazos.
Gaviotas abrazando el mar.
Hoy me he despertado.
Un cuarto abandonado.
Una vida sin sentido.
Un fantasma al barranco de la cama.
Anoche soñé contigo.
Soñé que brincaba
a un abismo infinito
sobre un lago de cristal.
Hoy me he despertado.
Una sequía permanente.
Unos labios secos.
Rosas añorando el rocío del alba.
Hoy camino carente de rumbo
a un horizonte perdido.
el que me has rendido.
Dead!GermanyxReaderxOC Just like Your dadDead!GermanyxReaderxOC Just like Your dad1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dead!Germany x Reader x OC
Just like your dad
You looked over a family portrait. It was made years ago back when your son Axel was first born. Axel was only a few months old in the picture and Ludwig....Ludwig was alive and breathing. You lost him to the demon that was lung cancer.
Axel was only a year or two old when he lost his father, so he never really knew him all too well. But as he grew up he acted so much like him. From waking up early and running laps around the house to how he would laugh and hug the dogs as they licked his cheeks. And it hurt you to watch him, not because you couldn't give him everything you thought he should have growing up, just from the sheer fact he was like your husband but younger and a slight bit wilder.
But as years passed he stopped looking like you and started looking like Ludwig day by day. By the time he was fourteen he was already tall enough to reach your nose and was muscled well. Although he still acted like the sweet little boy who
Pt.1 Pretty Amazing MiracleKrieg wandered aimlessly around Three Horns Valley, tossing his Buzz Axe up and catching it, keeping his "Psycho" side occupied wit the mundane task as his "sane" narrated a plan.Pt.1 Pretty Amazing Miracle5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Alright. Are you listening? This is important." The calm yet stern inner voice spoke.
"I CAN FEEL THE PAIN. BE THE PAIN." Krieg's outer voice declared into the air.
"Right. Anyways. We need to show her. Tell her. How much she means to us. How she can help us."
"GOTTA THINK BIG...BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG."
"...uh...y'know what the hell. Go big." The inner Krieg slightly chuckled.
The psychotic vault hunter ceased his game of catch and ran off the beaten path towards a group of Skag dens. Krieg smiled under his mask, already feeling his blood boil from the impending carnage he was about to cause. An Alpha Skag snorted and growled, alerting the rest of the pack to the intruder. Suddenly hordes of the beast crawled from out of the dens, each one snarling wildly, sending out a warning to ge
Don't.Don't do anything.Don't.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anything at all.
Don't try to fall.
Don't think it's all over.
Don't try to leave this place.
For all eternity.
We can laugh.
We can think of this as a hoax.
Make it unreal.
Learn how not to feel.
Be happy with ourselves.
Feel joy once more.
TorchIf you dislike somethingTorch3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just go and set it aflame
If something doesn't set right
Burn it all just the same
If something is obnoxious
Torch it to it's doom
Just try real hard not to get caught
And make sure no one's in the room...
Tengo miedo, poetaAhora sé bienTengo miedo, poeta2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
que la poesía no sabe
mucho de mi
ni de mis murmullos
ni de mis salidas
ni de mis pasos
ahora sé bien
que la poesía tiende
a olvidar la eternidad
a sus parámetros
a sus ausencias
a sus coqueteos
yo creo que tiene miedo
de pertenecer, de que
alguien se declare su dueño,
tú, él o yo; o Dios o los
señores del Iblis
la Humildad es eterna dijo Eliot
pero la poesía no es humilde,
porque es mortal
¿cómo podría pertenecerme?
¿o a ti?
¿o a él?
la muerte es liberadora
la muerte nos da dignidad
frente a lo que sí pertenece
por eso pido que no sepan
Los placeres del monstruoHay un placer curiosoLos placeres del monstruo2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
en saber que uno
no es el bien del hoy,
sino el mal del ayer
hay un placer en saberse
en saberse criminal,
en saberse aberrante
hay un placer en la propia
hay un placer en la impostada
hay un placer en ser
el devorador de pecados,
hay un placer en la risa
que brota de la burla
hay placer en ser el
enemigo y la amenaza
hay placer en hacer
del otro un santo irresponsable
un placer que no siempre
te puedes permitir,
pero cuando llega,
...sin palabrases tan doloroso, te duele el alma...sin palabras3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
te duele hasta la ultima lagrima
que aun no se derrama
duele, duele tanto
me ahoga, me quiebra el llanto
aunque abra mi boca
no pronunciara nada
si cierro mis ojos
solo brotaran mas lagrimas
porque este dolor mudo
ahora todo perdió sentido
me quedo con mis propios suspiros
es que así ha sido siempre mi vida
es que quizás nunca tuvo sentido
me duele, esto me hiere
¿para que vivo,
para que existo?
esta sonrisa que ves no es sincera
estas lagrimas son las verdaderas
se me hace tan triste la vida
¿soy una molestia?
se porfavor sincera
cuando mi unica amistad verdadera
se aleja lentamente de mi
no me queda nada mas por lo cual vivir
por lo que reir
por lo que intentar se feliz
me doy cuenta que simplemente
tu mano amiga se alejo de mi
que no hay risas compartidas
ni tristezas superadas
porque te alejas de mi
y yo no se que hacer sin ti
Will Case File - Sportive Murder IWill Case File - Sportive Murder I9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I should introduce myself. My name is William Rex, and I’m very different from William Shakespeare. I’m not good at drama theater or things like that. I study at college, and became an “assistant” for the police department.
Every year, our college holds a sport event including active students who can bring pride to the college.
During this event sports get more attention than any other subject. Thanks to some big organization that say that sports can implement intelligence, well... Sort of.
But last year an athlete died tragically during the sport week. She was murderer by a blunt object. The killer was never be found.
This year, I can sense revenge coming back.
The stadium will fill with fear, tragically.
“On your mark, get set . . . . . GO !!! “
The coach lowered the flag, and everyone dashed to the finish line.
In a split
Project Profile_002: KefkaProject Profile_002: Kefka6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_002: Kefka
"The Psycho Clown", "General Kefka", "Sir Kefka", "Lord Kefka", "Cefca", "Kefuka Parattso", "Master Kefka".
November 9, (1959?)
All hair is pulled back in a ponytail, tied at eye level. In his hair-tie, he wears several ornaments such as beads, bands, and several large feathers.
Kefka: None in particular, except that he wears white face makeup with red patterns drawn on his face.
Three Tiers: The first three phases of the Final Boss is with a symbolic representation of Kefka's life (his mind, personality, history, etc.), and the current state of the world. It is called "The Three Tiers of Maria, the Fallen Angel", and it resembles a giant, living tower with three levels, consisting of various pieces of steel, machinery, debris, and monsters. The tower is fou
1000 points giveaway!+A grand prize. To enter this contest It is very easy, all you have to do is favorite this journal to enter. I will randomly draw 10 names from the favorite list to give 100 points each. ends 10-22-131000 points giveaway!+A grand prize.9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The grand prize will be 1500 points. Yes. ONE THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED POINTS. in order to pick as a grand prize winner you must Do two of the following:
The first 10 people to enter as the grand prize will automatically get 10 free points as a thank you for being the first 10.
1. favorite this journal
~only one person will be randomly pick as the grand prize winner. Your chance will be pick as a grand pirze winner will be VERY high, because last time I did one of those only 11 people voted. so yeah...
The voting is for me to help my friend get a scholarship for college so he don't have to go to college in debt.
Here are the steps on how to vote for him in the Dr.pepper contest.
La Sombra de mis versosEn una noche oscura y angostaLa Sombra de mis versos2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
quedé varado en el más estrecho camino,
al encontrarme a mí mismo en penuria,
se cerró sagaz mi destino.
El sentir de una flecha atravesándote la piel,
mi corazón es fuerte a ella, pero débil a tu ser,
al eco de tus pasos que se torna cada noche más fiel
a un alma esperanzada que escucha más de lo que puede ver.
Tras la sombra de mis versos, mi alma aún padece,
y el ocaso borra en penumbra las huellas que dejaste.
Pero nada importa ya, nada importa cuando sé
que mi sol no va a regresar, cuando sé que cada noche
voy a recordar el último beso que me diste,
que, aunque mis labios aún se compadezcan,
tu sabor no se tornará invisible.
En mi silencio, cada suspiro se torna gris a mi reposo,
cada rayo de sol se oscurece a la espera de tu llegada.
Cada lágrima vertida por ti, se desvanece y se quiebra
porque mi corazón aguarda más de lo que el tuyo encierra.
Nunca se conocieronÉl lloraba, pero nadie lo veía. Caminaba bajo una lluvia plateada, fría y despiadada que no estaba ahí.Nunca se conocieron2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ella lloraba, pero nadie la veía. Sentada en su bella cama con detalles rosados dentro de su habitación delicadamente decorada.
Jamás se encontrarían, él necesitaba una mujer, amiga o amante ya daba igual, necesitaba la presión de un cuerpo suave y perfumado y ella, el contacto firme de un hombre, amigo o amante, que la hiciera sentir segura y hermosa.
Pero jamás se encontrarían.
Ella vivía en una casa amplia en un bello barrio europeo, elegante y romántico mientras que él merodeaba por las cálidas calles de Latinoamérica llena de bullicio y alegría. Pero esa noche ni el romanticismo ni la bulla entraban a ese par de almas.
Nunca se habían visto, ni se verían tampoco y, sin embargo, se conocían desde toda la vida.
Jamás se conociero
wade liberation warwade liberation war11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boy was about nineteen. A young man really, but his face made him look younger. Girl was younger, maybe fifteen, sixteen. Peter Bowen thought as he kept his distance considering the situation, studying the several people involved.
City of wade was under Arenian occupation for over three centuries now, and Arenian trackers seeking out mages to be drafted to their military force was hardly an unusual event. Most people who were learned in spellcasting kept their skills hidden, and their weapons were creatively concealed.
Still give it enough time and any trickery will stand revealed. Trackers were by now very skilled in noticing anything with engraved spellcasting spiral. A ring, a stick, the smallest of things. They knew what they were looking for.
This was what baffled peter as he studied the unfolding situation. Boy was blatantly wearing two short swords with the casting spiral boldly and prominently visible on their handles. Either he was a fool, of a foreigner who decide
Memes I Can't Stand-------------------------------------------------------Memes I Can't Stand2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This is a list of memes that I can't stand, while there are some these ones just really get on my nerves.
1. The facepalm. (Before I start i'd like to say that I know that Patrick Stewart isn't the one who invented this, but he did help mutate it into an overblown meme. And if I were him, I wouldn't be doing that annoying gesture - given that he was in a kids movie made by Nickelodeon that with it's own tv series, specials, and not to mention said kids movie overshadowed Monsters Inc AND Shrek at the Oscars. It's just that...the more it's used, the more it makes me want to do it).
2. U Mad. (I really DO wish that however came up with this would be more original, because this response got old from the start).
3. Arrow To The Knee. (It used to be funny...then I took a shotgun to the head.)
4. Learn2spell/learn2insertverbhere. (I know this came from World of Warcraft, which i'm a fond player of but I just wish