to swallow the stars.one day,to swallow the stars.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they will set fire to this body,
but it will not burn,
for there is something
brighter and more lovely
than the ashes of my bones,
those words are written
in the hand of the dipper,
the face of the lion,
the tail of the scorpion,
strapped to the ceiling
above a shattering planet.
but when skies turn to oceans
and oceans to skies,
and Venus ignites
in the hills of God's eyes,
will i open my mind
to the very blood of life?
lightning will flicker across my skin
and rain will stream from my lips,
and the east will crack and blister
away from the west,
and the ocean will give way
to fire and earth
and love and loss,
for there is nothing greater
than the bow of the hunter.
Cazar ideasCazar ideas4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
No hay nada más frustrante que un artist block y para mí no hay nada más frustrante que leer eso de alguien más.
Sé que deben haber otros tuts con cómo salir de un artist block, así que simplemente me basaré en cómo pueden cazar la inspiración, estén bloqueados o no, pero primero deben responder a la pregunta:
¿Me satisface lo que hago?
Si están bloqueados es porque necesitan simplemente un cambio de aires, uno se aburre hasta de lo que más le gusta hacer. Ahora, si están bloqueados tipo "nada me sale" o "no puedo hacer nada" y el cambio de aires no es una idea a aceptar, lo tomaría como que son esclavos de lo que hacen y por eso tanto su imaginación como su cuerpo (el "plasmador" de obras) se rebelan. Pongan atención a sus estados y no vayan en su contra, eso empeora el caso. Si ya no pueden dibujar, escriban, si no escriben, lean, vean películas, hagan deporte, jueguen videojue
roman 0crashed my car driving drunk for the iiird time this weekroman 03 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
held your faded photograph in one hand and fell asleep at the wheel
pretended It was vintage, that the warm sepia
coating your smile and the frame wasn’t
spilled coffee and cigarette ash.
reality isn’t always as bright
as my camera flash on your face.
put the high in highway at ii hundred miles per millisecond
eyes wide and red and hollow and hopeful
that a cop would come running after me.
ive been needing someone
to hold me down and tell me
“you’ve been a very bad boy”
like you used to.
Swallowed i too many pills this time
(i didn’t lie when i said i’d only take
as many as i needed to feel better).
you made me see stars
or maybe that was just the medicine?
how strange i think who could ever like someone
so discernibly sour?
How to Know if You're TransI see these questions sometimes, about "how can you be sure you're trans?" I see the sentiment often in articles that claim to "question" transsexuality, from well-meaning but pain-in-the-ass bystanders, and so on. A lot of it gives me a migraine the size of a T-Rex behind my right eye, so I thought I might help clear up some of the confusion.How to Know if You're Trans5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
There is only one way to "know" you're trans. And that's because you feel you are. Does this answer seem vague to you? It should, because it is. As much as others would like to tell you otherwise, there is no "test" for being trans. There is no criteria that if you check enough boxes, congratulations, you're transgendered. I ID very strongly as trans, but I fail nearly every single criteria required for Aetna's insurance coverage of trans care. In Aetna's eyes, I'm not a "true transsexual,"
l'hiver.(you can't tell the birds and the snow apart in the sky:l'hiver.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the grand church of dizzying space - )
and the trees are yellowed in cowardice, raking the sky
to the ground and around and around.
listen to your organs: the almost grand piano of the
churches i'd never attend.
and never mistake the courage of the sky for the cowardice
of the ground. never frown, never frown.
listen to your palms: the salty swing of the old snow
burning up on silk and splendor.
and visit the dying snow birds in their graves of the
ground, and they drown and drown.
(you can't tell the birds and the snow apart in the sky:
a grand church of dizzying space will reply. why. why.
would my white birds die.)
Vocaloid!N. Italy-X-Reader: Downloading My Love~!Vocaloid!N. Italy-X-Reader: Downloading My Love~!4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Quickly dashing to your computer, just finishing a conversation with your dear friend on the phone.
She had told you about Hetaloids.
Typing 'Hetaloid Downloads' you lean back on your chair.
Immediately, a window popped up
You clicked it, curiosity growing with every second.
Then another pop-up appeared, claiming to be downloading the file.
1%... 2%... 2%... 5%...
It was taking longer than you expected!
Deciding that it would be alright to leave it alone, you hesitantly went down the stairs to cook dinner.
Your parents were rarely home and you didn't want to starve.
You had just finished cooking pasta, your favorite dish, when you heard a beep in your room.
Finding that very odd, you immediately look up at your bedroom door from the foot of the stairs.
You had closed the door and , through the small gap on the bottom, there was light coming out.
Very bright light.
Curiosity fueled you up the stairs and into your room, where the bright light blinded you and made you t
Your loveYour love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your love is a burden,
Yet for me a praise,
You're an angel,
Who's fear is in his way,
Light is all around you,
But in shadows you lay,
Through life they may have taken a lot from you,
But I'm there for you to stay.
Fiolee FF- ch. 3Fiolee FF- Ch.3Fiolee FF- ch. 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The vampire and the adventurers arrived at the doors of the candy castle. Marshall Lee's face was twisted in a scowl. Fionna, on the other hand, was excited. She knocked on the big doors and stood back. They opened to reveal the Gumball Prince already waiting.
"Welcome Fionna and Cake! So nice to see you! I've been waiting and-- oh. You brought him?" Prince Gumball frowned at the sight of Marshall, who stuck out his tongue.
"Well well, nevermind that, come in!" He lead them to a room where there was a chalkboard and a few desks.
"Now, the other day Fionna you told me you would like to learn the basics of math, so I've prepared some lessons for you." Gumball took some papers out of a drawer and walked over to the chalkboard.
"Today I'll be teaching you the basics of addition, in which you will--"
"BOOOOOOORING!" Marshall yelled out. He snickered and unfolded his umbrella.
"Marshall!" Fionna snapped, "I told you not to be a jerk!"
"But math is sooo boring, only weenies le
Obsessive Compulsive DisorderWhen I was little, it use to amaze me how colors were made. In art class I would sit and mix paint because blue and red didn't stay the same when they fell in love. Every single color found its match and danced beautifully as I swirled them together. Black and white were my favorites. I'd pour the creamy paint into a bowl and watch as black and white swirls, turned into grey swirls and owned the container holding it captive. Grey was amazing to me. Because black and white are nothing alike, and grey is in the middle. Black is dark and scary and demanding. And white is graceful, and trusting, and clean. Grey is nothing. Grey is bland. And safe. Grey is careful. And I would do anything to be grey.Obsessive Compulsive Disorder5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Friendship is black and turns to ash in my hands. It is dust, so hard to hold. I am keeping still so none escapes, but it feels like at any moment, the wind will kick up and steal it all away. Every move I make is monitored and judged. I am wary about my words and am second guessing everything.
J. R. R. TolkienJust see who entersJ. R. R. Tolkien5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the realm of dreams
that none have seen
legends of old
Molding them into
Reaping the fruits
that in his mind grow
to rivers of words
that from his pen flow
Travel through the lands,
follow the dream
He gives you his hand...
Enter with him!
Denied RegretDenied Regret3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been everywhere
I've seen everything
I don't want to see it again.
Bad things happened.
As they should,
but you see
these things didn't make me feel good.
They were like thousands of knives,
poking at my skin
Wanting desperately to break in.
I have taken him away,
His life and heavenly soul.
Would it matter
If I didn't regret a thing?
I'd be a murderer and a thief
Since the day I was born
Sprouting was the ground knotted and twisted
My limbs creak with pain
My heart beats with anger
Of these things I've done
Because darling, as you can see
I am not real
I never want to be
I'd regret the moments that I would see
You don't enjoy life so much
When you realize you're not loved.
And The NextCloud grumbled to herself as she raced down the sidewalk, holding her backpack over her head to block most of the downpour as she ran. She prided herself on being responsible and on time for her after school job, but today had been a bit of a disaster, which had led up to her situation at the moment. Late for her job at the diner, getting her feet and pants soaked as she sprinted in an attempt to get there quickly.And The Next5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She finally came to the corner across from the diner, and she hurriedly checked for cars before running across the street, kicking up water as she did. She threw her backpack over her shoulder once she was under the diner's overhang. Grabbing a hair tie out of her pocket, she pulled her curly, now wet, hair into a messy ponytail and, pushing open the door and walking in, threw the other waitress a smile, hurrying into the back to grab an apron and change into her uniform.
"I think we should write this date down, or something." Allison, the other waitress,
FrancexReaderFrancis sat at the bar and gave a heavy sigh; he moved his blond locks behind his ear and continued to watch the news. It was the same old regular thing as usual nothing too interesting or out of the ordinary.FrancexReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Want another or have you had enough?” The bartender asked him. Francis turned from the TV and looked to the bartender who was cleaning a shot glass with a rag. Francis smiled and nodded and pushed his glass forward.
“I think I can go a few more.”
“Alright.” The bartender took his glass and filled it up again with some scotch and sat it in front of Francis.
“Anytime and uh this one is on the house.”
Francis raised an eyebrow still smiling and shrugged, “Well thank you sir.”
“No problem you’re good company.”
“As are you.” Francis lifted his glass in honor of the bartender. The bartender bowed and went to the other side of the bar to tend to the other people sitting an
Love me or love me not...part3, America x Reader"So explain to me again, what it is your trying to propose?" you asked that one morning while walking to school with America, for about a week now you and him had just picked up the habit of walking to and from school together. America grinned at you; "Well dude, I propose that we should be friends" you titled your head to the side and gave him a blank look. America playfully rolled his eyes at you, "Bra, its not that hard of a question" you smiled at him and gave him a gentle shove, "Well sue me if I'm having a bit of a hard time, processing the fact that Mr King Jock wants to be friends with Reject (y/n)" America frowned at you.Love me or love me not...part3, America x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't call yourself that, you're not a reject", America said to you, his eyes almost pleading with yours.
"Well you and I both know that's not true, just ask Alaska or anybody in fact and they will tell you about just how much of a freak I am; I mean come on America, your just being nice, its like I'm your pet project" America stopped dead in his trac
Levi x Reader :Much Much More: Chapter - 4 The rest of your assessment was a blur. You did exceptionally well in each test that followed, and you couldn't help but feel like the trainers were absolutely blown out of the water. You cracked your knuckles happily once it was all over, the rest of you exhausted, but your legs still itching for another run.Levi x Reader :Much Much More: Chapter - 42 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sun was just about setting as the last cadets finished their tests, and you were all gathered together in a group for the announcement that was to be given.
Irvin stood tall amongst all the other people of high ranking in the Survey Corps., and since Irvin was telling it, everyone knew it had to be important. "Your choosing ceremony will be moved to tomorrow."
You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 2It has been four years after Ludwig and you become a couple now you live in the same house together just like a married couple Ludwig will always bring the broken heart necklace when go out and keep it to his pocket ..You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were sitting quietly in you're living room and reading (any manga or magazine) and Ludwig was in a hurry
"Ludwig???"you said softly
"oh hey Love"Ludwig said
"i be meeting this girl for a bit well bye Love" and Ludwig give you a kiss and leave the house and slam the door
Ludwig will meet a girl he is cheating on you? he was making fun of you there are so many question around you're head so you decide to follow Ludwig and you can see that he was happy by crossing the streets until he reached the carnival in town,he was looking for someone you wear a hat a sunglasses and a face mask so Ludwig won't recognize you and you follow Ludwig a bit until you saw Ludwig with a girl she was a bit you're weight and you got to admit she was more beautiful than you
Dead MarshesOnce armies proud,Dead Marshes4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
their enemies vile
Once armies proud,
now they rest in a mire
Side by side lie
noble Elf with a Man
Side by side lie
Orcs from a dark den
In dreamless sleep
Forever they'll rest
In dreamless sleep
Hosts of East, hosts of West
The waters cold
Are their murky grave
The waters cold
Above soldiers brave
Dead faces in water
Some noble and sad
Dead faces in water
And mud is their bed
Cold and pale faces,
Both evil and fair
Cold and pale faces
With weed in their hair
All foul, all rotting
Lit by corpse-lights
All foul, all rotting,
You should not look in
Or you'll lose your wit
You should not look in
When the candles are lit
Russian Nights~ RussiaXReader Chapter 2Your eyes opened again, still misted over by sleep. The sun no longer streamed through the glass. You realized the coldness of the room and tried to move closer to Ivan. Still cold, you looked up. Only mussed blankets were there. You sat up and placed your hand where Ivan had laid. The blankets had long since cooled and held no trace of Ivan's warmth.Russian Nights~ RussiaXReader Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shivering, you got out of bed. "Ivan?" You called out. You walked to the bathroom door and knocked. No answer. You looked around the room and your eye was caught by a colorful set of clothes on the table. Once you drew near, a tray of food and a note came into view as well. You opened the note which abruptly read," Be ready by 1". You glanced at the clock. 9:04. Letting out a sigh, you took a bite of some food. A little bit of you lamented the absence of Ivan.
Since you had showered the night before, you changed into the clothes he had left for you, this time a thick purple dress adorned with little birds perched on wires. You threw you c
JapanXTsundere!Reader -That Stupid Feeling 4JapanXTsundere!Reader Chapter 4JapanXTsundere!Reader -That Stupid Feeling 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
That Stupid Feeling
Hey people~! So, I thought OF THE PERFECT ENDING FOR A TSUNDERE. It's just absolutely perfect. I TELL YOU. IT. IS. PERFECT. Okay, STORY TIME~! (Oh yeah! It's Wednesday in the story!)
You opened the door to your house and walked to the sidewalk. 'At least I won't arrive so early this time ' you thought as you walked. You took a deep breath as you walked. You saw Lili and Vash and walked to them. You exchanged your greetings and walked into school. 'I wonder how we even became friends ' you asked yourself as you walked.
~~~~Time Skip: After School~~~~
You walked along the sidewalk to your house. 'There's not much to think about ' You sighed with complete boredom. You took small steps, just so you'd get home slower. You kicked a stone in your path. You stared at the ground as you walked. 'I bet Adria's napping.' You eventually reached the front of your house. You walked up th