The Girl In The TowerThe Girl In The Tower1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He comes in once every day, only once, to feed her. She always sits in the same place, crouched in the corner with her back to the door, a thick chain manacled to her ankle connecting her to the wall. There is one window, too small for the girl to escape through, even if she were able to reach it, that lets in the only light. Where she is sat, the light never reaches, and he has never seen her face. All he sees is her small, gaunt form, swaddled in a dress frayed around the edges and smeared with blood, and her mass of knotted, sable hair. Is she beautiful? He does not know. He wants to.
She does not acknowledge his presence, she never does. He watches her as he crosses the room to place the flask beside her and take the empty one away. As always, he hesitates, his hand trembling to close the distance between them. There was a time in which he would talk to her, but now the words freeze in his throat. What do you say to a girl who will not speak, whose eyes you
Breathe with meOh my darling girl,Breathe with me2 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Listen to me.
We are all here for you.
You are not alone.
And you do not need to be
Anything more than you are.
Let me tell you a secret,
No one is perfect,
And even if they were
They wouldn't be able to see it.
So breathe my dear,
One breath in
And one breath out.
We'll get through this.
We have a 100 percent
Success record already
For days we have lived,
Lets not throw that away.
And if it feels too much,
If your chest gets too tight,
And the chasm opens at your feet,
Then I am here.
Just grasp my hand,
I will not falter,
Not with you.
So remember to breathe,
One breath in
And one breath out.
Do you think you could do that for me?
For ten minutes?
What about an hour?
Do you think you could
Manage an hour?
If you can't
Then let's go back
To those ten minutes.
Ten minutes to breathe,
Maybe cry a little,
But ten more minutes
Before you act
On all those impulses.
And then shall we try
Ten minutes more?
Because my dear,
No one expects you to b
Songs that are missingDo butterflies cry?Songs that are missing2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do they try
To be more
Than we are looking for?
Do they aspire
To be the flower?
Do birds mourn?
Do they continue to listen
For the song that is missing?
Do they see the bodies
Broken and Bloodied
And wonder why they never worried?
Do we see despair
In the butterfly's flitting?
Are we listening
To the songs that are missing?
Can we hear the gaps
In the harmony?
The loss in the symphony?
Are we so unaware
Of the things that were once there?
Because I can think of
Nothing more devastating
Than the creatures that are hoping,
That are wishing,
For more than they are seeing.
We see beauty and perfection
Within the shimmering colours
And find wonder and inspiration
In their mere mention.
But what if we are not the exception?
What if it's a misconception
That we are sentient
While they are ignorant?
If we can feel
Love and insecurity
Why can't the butterfly feel ugly
Or the Hummingbird lonely?
on being at war with yourselfif you've ever seen a car pass byon being at war with yourself2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and wanted to jump in front of it
you know how it feels.
i know how it feels to have everyone leave you
it wasn't three months ago that i had to be homeschooled
after i was bullied by people who were previously my best friends
and it was only thirteen days ago i lost my first love
so i know how it feels to want to scream at the stars
and ask why the hell you're here.
there's so much pain in this world that
sometimes you want to take yourself out of it.
leelah alcorn was at war with herself
she was a woman trapped inside a body that
didn't feel like her own
and i'm not transgendered, but
i know how it feels to hate your body
i know how it feels to
want to break out of your skin so badly that
you'd shoot bullets through it.
leelah wasn't just at war with herself, though.
parents who trapped her inside a closet
locked the door and swallowed the key
also shot arrows at her hollowing chest--
and if you've ever been afraid to be yourself
you know how i
Creepypasta OC TemplateName:Creepypasta OC Template7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
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6 Tips for Writing and Storytelling from Stan Lee6 Tips for Writing and Storytelling from Stan Lee6 Tips for Writing and Storytelling from Stan Lee3 weeks ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Recently, Stan Lee made a Youtube video in order to help along writers and storytellers of all types. And there is something wonderfully simple about how Stan Lee perceives writing. The following are the 6 tips that I picked up from listening to his lecture.
Tip 1: Accept commissions as boundaries meant to challenge your creativity.
Chances are that your writing dream will not take off with your book or comic becoming an instant hit. You will have to work for companies, accept commissions, and bide your time until you publish your masterpiece. When you do accept commissions and have to work in the box, view those limitations as creative blocks. Obstacle that exist so that you have to stretch your abilities in order to make your commission as wonderful as what you would make your private works. This is a common technique, in fact, for poetry and other forms of writing—as the brain will be stretched in this action and come up with i
Reaper Academy (Ultimate FNAF Crossover!) PREVIEWReaper Academy – PREVIEW!Reaper Academy (Ultimate FNAF Crossover!) PREVIEW3 weeks ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Millions of years ago, life began. But no life can be allowed to exist eternally. This is why I, Shinigami, the Grim Reaper, was created.”
In a large throne of bones and blood sat a large hooded figure. It's great cloak covered all features. All except it's bony hands and crimson eyes. It's throne room was draped in a dark purple light, banners hanging on the walls depicting the skull and cross bones. Above the hooded figure, in a mighty display case, sat a withered yet grand scythe. It was rotting, stained with the blood of it's past victims.
“As life grew more plentiful, it became too hasty of a task for one demon to end every creature's life. And so, I founded this academy.”
The eyes that kill-- those blood red eyes-- were fixed upon a creature, very small compared to the enormous Reaper. Despite the creature's obvious minority, it met Shinigami's gaze confidently.
“Those who have the will may be allowed to enroll
a new feara new fear1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a stormy winter day and the trees have been blown of the leafs and were swaying in the wind as the sky was nothing but grey clouds blocking out any sunlight as a bitter cold wind blew strongly and wildly.
"milady I am affraid that I am going to have to take the long way around milady" said the couchman as he saw how badly the old bridge was swaying the wind "very well then after all you know the roads better than I do" Helen replyed as she stuck her head out the carrige window so the couchman could hear her "please milady get back into the carrige where you will be warm" he replyed and once Helen was back inside the carrige he then had the horses take the long way to the Crystal manner, the road was an old road full of stones and holes and went through some thick woodland that was a mile away from the Crystal manner "how much longer untill we return home?" Helen asked through a small window to the couchman "four hours milady but it may take longer if the weather gets worse milad
Flood Waters (BEN Drowned X Reader) One-ShotFlood Waters (BEN Drowned X Reader) One-Shot1 month ago in Romance More Like This
Was it a Tuesday? Maybe a Wednesday. Who cares to know anymore. Things were too different now to dawdle on when it started. When sanity was practically thrown out of the window to follow a voice of all things. When did you stop caring about those around you? (Y/n) you horrible girl, ruining the lives of those you care about most. Yet he said he'd come... He said he would come soon... What was his name again? Ah, there we go. His name was-
"(Y/n)? Are you listening to me?" Your mother said, ripping you out of your thoughts, her concerned gaze watching you from across the dinner table. Her fork paused over her half eaten bowl of pasta hesitantly. As if pulled out of a trance, you nodded your head slowly and shoveled a too large bite of noodles into your mouth. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" You said, though it
kiddnappedkiddnapped1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a quite spring day and the sky was cloudy with grey clouds and the air was bitterly cold.
Ciel was in study going over some paperwork as Sebastian came in with a tray with some light refreshments "my lord I couldnt help but notice that you have been working in your study more than normal my lord" Sebastian said as he poured Ciel a cup of earl grey tea "I just have a lot on my mind" Ciel said softly as looked out of the window to watch Helen reading in the rose garden "I see my lord your worried about lady Helen after what happened to her ... perhapes it might help if we leave london for a couple of days as it may help lady Helen to talk to either of us about it my lord" Sebastian said as he saw a look of worry show in Ciel's eyes "that sounds like a good idea Sebastian" Ciel said as he took a sip of his cup of earl grey tea as Sebastian bowed before leaving Ciel's study.
later that day Ciel, Sebastian and Helen arrived at a contry market where there was lots of things for sell "
Human Colony IntruderHuman Colony Intruder4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Well, obviously we have some Collectors in Citadel space.
They're landin' on yo colonies
They're snatchin' yo humans up
Tryin' to blend 'em
So y'all need to
Hide yo kids,
Hide yo wife,
And hide yo' husband
Cuz they're swipin' errybody out 'ere.
You came and attacked us (twice!)
Now we lookin' for you
We gon' find you (x2)
So you can run and tell that
We got yo weapons
You done left survivors and all
You are so dumb
You are really dumb
You are really really really really really so dumb.
(Ashley) I was attacked by some Collectors on Horizon.
So dumb (x4)
The SphinxThe Sphinx's tail devoured the buzzing fly in a single mercurial snap. A decidedly unhalcyonic silence descended between man and beast. Oedipus did not dare move, lest he would disturb the ungodly sepulchre that the Sphinx's lair had become.The Sphinx5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well? What is your answer to my riddle?"
The body of the lion was strong and limber, the wings the wings of a bird of prey, but the woman Oedipus' gaze vacillated from marrow-cracked bone to broken skull, anywhere but her visage. His spear was useless against such a foe.
"Oh, do not think I do not know what you are thinking."
He saw the black, keen-edged, cat-ungulae sweep past, heard the rustle of feathers, of bones and rocks grinding under killer-paws.
"You are thinking 'What did she mean when she put such an emphasis on 'creature'?'"
He sensed she was behind him now, a penumbra at the edge of his vision, the shadow of his death. His heart undulated a hundred times to each breath, it seemed, occluding every thought.
"It is not,
it may be the calling, buts is for scream and shoutit may be the calling, but1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
u is for understanding what life's about
i is for i thought i was stronger
c is for can't take this much longer
i is for investigating cause of death
d is for dragging final breath
e is for everyone will miss you
i is for i never got a chance to kiss you
s is for sorrow melted into my heart
n is for not knowing how much you've torn our lives apart
o is for open veins behind close doors
t is for trying to heal our aching sores
t is for taming the sadness inside
h is for hating the way that you died
e is for envy for those with loved ones alive
a is for asking to find a way for survive
n is for nearing the darkest edge of the mind
s is for saving yourself from being blind
w is for we miss you like hell
e is for everything i never got to tell
r is for resting with you would be swell
(but i'll stick to life, despi
Blue WaterShe crossed swiming the ocean of my feelingsBlue Water3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She struggled against the current of my emotions
Then she stopped when was away from the beach
From there, she only could see the lights of this strange land
The obscure continent of my affection
Finally relaxed, she allowed herself float back to her island
Demon Roses Ch 1Demon Roses Ch 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
The McEntire siblings split up to try to find some help. Their brother Leo went into the part of the town where murderers and other crime doers lived. Labyrus and Cora went in opposite directions.
So far none could be found. Evening had fallen upon the England sky, the suns warm colors of orange and yellow lighting the land, and casting shadows as it went down. Cora was lost in London, and hadn't seen her siblings.
She hoped they were alright. Where do I go now? she kept questioning. The black cloak she wore perhaps made people intimidate her to be someone from the low life society.
Cora felt like how they would feel: lonely, hungry, desperate. Was it a huge mistake to run away from the confines and safety of her home? Even if she wanted to go back, or someone came to look for her, she couldn't leave without her brother and sister.
Well, guess I'll just have to keep on walking till someone offers something. she said as she walked along some fami
Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]They're just messing around in the study when Dick puts the stereo on, and starts tapping his feet to Cheap Trick. Stephanie hums along, Cassandra looks interested, and Tim raises his eyebrows. Bruce, and Mr. Permanently-attached-to-these-earphones-that-mercifully-block-out-most-of-your-garbage-Grayson that is, Damian ignore the music completely, but that's just predictable to the point of being boring.Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Still, Dick is inordinately proud of the fact that he sticks to only whistling the next few songs, with maybe a little hip shake or two. When the last track on the playlist comes on, though, it's not so much a time for words as as it to give in to the music and just dance.
Steph and Cass are quick to join him, and Dick figures there are worse things in life than dancing with two pretty girls. Especially if one of them is enthusiastically singing the words along with him.
"Tt. You sound like a harpy, Brown." Dick doesn't need to turn to see Damian's glare, but Steph
Love Me Please chapter 10Love Me PleaseLove Me Please chapter 103 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young Justice
A/N: okay people only two or three chapters left making this the first fan fiction I have ever finished.
Chapter ten: Don't break
Wally West is brooding. There is no other name for it, maybe pouting. He had informed batman that Roy was probably statutorily raping Robin. The bat had promptly hung up on him. For the past five hours he has desperately been trying to get a hold of Dick to no avail.
Wally sighs and flops back on his bed at mount justice. M'gann is somewhere comforting Artemis. Superboy and Aqua lad he is not sure but at the moment he couldn't care less. Wally wants Dick. He wants to tell him everything. To tell him how sorry he is and how badly he wants to be with him. The speedster would get down on his knees and beg for everything to be right.
The day he went out with Dick he thought it was going to be okay. But Dick hadn't seemed right. Wally wishes he would have asked, but he was stupid and didn't. Wally groans and cl
Love Me Please ch 3Love Me PleaseLove Me Please ch 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young justice just an upcoming character who I assume you'll all want to kill
A/N: another chapter because this is hell of a dark thing and that is where I am at home. And remember kiddies the more review the faster I post updates.
Chapter Three: Hard to Fly
Dick never in his life found Acrobatics hard. Certain moves proved more difficult than others, yes, but never so hard he would become frustrated. Being a flying Grayson flying was natural and he had always been one of his favorite things.
But these days flying isn't easy. Dick's body feels weighted and his movements sluggish. When on the bars, the rings anything he finds himself failing more than flying on even the simplest moves. These are the thoughts that come to mind as his body makes contract with the mat.
A strangled sound of pain escapes his lips before the wind in knocked from him. The wonderful thing about landing flat on your back is that the pain tends to radiate up threw the body a
Memory Chapter 3The room fell silent as the clip that had been playing for half an hour had finished. A few awkward coughs and people repositioning themselves in their seats were heard as Fredrick shut off the TV, giving the employees across from him a hesitant smile. He still had chills from the clip. Perhaps they were experiencing it, too?Memory Chapter 35 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Well, that was....interesting," Jane, one of the mechanics, commented. Some others nodded their heads in agreement. The rest looked too shocked to say anything or were still trying to process what had happened.
"I know," Fredrick responded as he sat in his seat. "I was quite surprised while it was happening, too."
"This....is just too much of a boost in this 'self aware' progress," One of the mechanics commented as her eyes widened, staring at the piece of paper she had been taking notes on. "It seems as if they are fully aware of what's happening around them."
"Does this mean that we're going to have to replace them?" One of the chefs asked, drumming his fingers