the human syntaxmottledthe human syntax1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are carbon copies walking the streets
cut/and/paste people who
deracinated from scriptured roots rarely
ever realize that history is always unfolding right before them
or that somewhere in the bubbling
ooze of their jurassic hearts
a pasquinade has sprung
an unintended flood of reasoning
and merry mutants will come out to play
in scorched supernova shadows
while predation in the bio-mass
reached its all-time lowest
as shown in graphs designed to demonstrate
DesperadoIn 1996, Deep Blue beat Kasparov, The Unabomber was arrested, and I was preparing to graduate high school and go on to Texas A&M when I received a phone call at three in the afternoon as my school was letting out. In the school office, my father told me what, at the time, was the worst news I had received in my young life: Jerry Carson had died.Desperado2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jerry Carson was my oldest friend. To this day, I have no idea where he and my father met, only that they did and that one of my earliest memories was of Jerry Carson and myself watching some old Western movie on the couch on the fuzzy old TV in 1981. He'd drift in and out of my memories for the next decade, always reappearing eventually until that day in early May of 1996, when I found myself standing over his simple coffin at a funeral attended by all of sixteen people: me, my father, my girlfriend, two bartenders, the pastor, seven other positively ancient men, and a three-man detachment from the Red River Army Depot there for the salute.
The Normality.There is a cloud of fish swimming by my ankles, light flashing off their sides as they turn as one. Moss grows on the walls and occasionally an eyelid, soft, green, damp, will lift and a multifaceted eye will glint out. On my arms, there are flowers, large fire red lilies with orange throats that have sprouted where my large dark freckles are, each one just smaller than my palm.The Normality.10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I look over my friend sitting just off to the side of me, there’s a blush of blue-purple scales on her cheeks, gills flutter on the sides of her neck and every time she breathes out, sweet smelling oil pours from them, trickling over her collarbones.
Something sings near me, the piping call of a rainforest bird, and I turn my head. There are hummingbirds in my hair, I realise, ruby throats shimmering as they sing; they are caught in the long waist length strands woven into a thin fish-weave cage. They do not seem distressed, flashing the rich green of their wings as they flutter from one woven bar to anot
Shadowbolts"Shadowbolts"Shadowbolts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're walking through the woods
When a sound sends shivers down your spine
A thunderclap from Hell
Makes you pray for protection divine
Something moved, what was that
Shadowy figures in the trees
Thundering hooves, glowing eyes
Makes your blood turn to freeze
Night fall, hear them coming
Don't think, just start running
Shadowbolts - your worst nightmare
Shadowbolts - you best beware
Dark mist and fog surround you
Your body is shackled with fear
A silence that's so cold
Broken by whispers in your ear
Apparitions, tempting you
Promising your hearts desire
Their mission, snatch your soul
And cast it into the fire
You hide, they'll find you
Don't look behind you
Shadowbolts - there's no escape
Shadowbolts - Your soul they'll take
Seek you, near or far
Wherever you are
Shadowbolts - there's no salvation
Shadowbolts - spell your damnation
Hetalia Nekotalia Neko!Spain X Neko!ReaderYou sat in the corner all by yourself. Then you saw a cat coming towards you! He had white fur and just above his eyes, he had some light brown fur leading all the way to his tail. You looked in his eyes and boy did he have the most beautiful emerald eyes.Hetalia Nekotalia Neko!Spain X Neko!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He had a smile on his face and when he got to you he said, "Hola chica! Im Spain Gato! How are you today?" He had a Spanish accent and that made you go week in the knees.
You loved Spanish accents because you loved their Hispanic food so you always stayed in alleys where the Hispanic food was thrown away.
"Hi. I'm [y/n] and I'm doing fine today" you said as you smiled and blushed a little.
"Eh chica, you wanna come to the cat party tonight with me? No one likes to be left out!" He smiled with his eyes gleaming with joy.
"Sure. Ill go with you, Spain." You replied.
"Gracias chica!" He said excitedly and walked off humming a happy tune.
You laid down and slept with a smile and happy thoughts in your mind.
~Le a couple hours later aroun
Natalya Aleksandra Ryzhkova - BiographyNatalya Aleksandra Ryzhkova - Biography3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Natalya Ryzhkova
Code Name: Koshka
Date of Birth: December 25th 1982
Place of Birth: Novosibirsk, Russia
Rank: Senior Lieutenant
Occupation: SVR Field Agent
Hair Colour: Brunette (with a flare of red in the fringe)
Eye Colour: Green
Weight: 139 lbs
1999 - Russian Ground Forces
2002 - FSB
2004 - Alpha Group
2010 - Vympel
2013 - Voron
Martial Arts/combat skills:
- Ground Forces: specializing in intelligence
- FSB: Cyber warfare and counter-intelligence
- Spetsnaz: (Alfa/Vympel) rappelling, parachuting, chemicals, explosives, advanced CQB, spy-craft, languages/accents... etc.
- Systema: Koshka is a dedicated Systema
Htalia Neko!Romania X Neko!ReaderYou sat in the corner in the room all by yourself. You saw a cat walking towards you!Htalia Neko!Romania X Neko!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had brown eyes or you could even say red eyes. It also had two sharp teeth, or maybe even fangs, sticking out from his mouth a little.
"Hello there. I am Romania cat. And may I ask what your name is?" He said smiling showing more of his sharp teeth.
You gulped and replied, "I am [y/n]. Why did you come of here for?" you calmed yourself thinking to yourself, Cats can't be vampires! He just has sharp teeth... Yah just sharp teeth.... Not a vampire....
"I came over to see a pretty kitty. Have you seen one around here with [f/c] fur and [e/c] eyes by any chance?"
"No", you said forgetting what you looked like because you had no mirror, " It's only me here...."
Romania looked around for a second then said, "I'll be right back..." And ran off to somewhere in the room. You thought he might've seen the cat he was looking for.
You sighed and lay down on the floor. Just before you closed your eyes, yo
Stereotypical ROBSTAR fanficStarfire sat on the roof of titans tower watching the sunset. The random breeze ruffled her ruby locks. She had her back to the door, but she heard it slam and the clicking of boots on the metal roof coming closer.Stereotypical ROBSTAR fanfic4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey Star." Robin said cheerfully. Starfire turned around and smiled sweetly.
Robin blushed, her smile was so beautiful, no Starfire was beautiful, like an angel. Her beautiful emerald eyes were so pure and were like windows into her soul. Her ruby red locks were exotic and smelled of strawberries, you could smell her shampoo from two feet away, and her light orange skin was soft to the touch and added to her exotic beauty. It took everything ounce of will for Robin not to take her in his arms and kiss her senseless.
The alien girl sat back down and patted a spot next to her for the boy wonder. Starfire loved to share her fascination of sunsets with Robin. He had been the one to teach her about earth, to have patience with her. Robin was her best friend, and her se
Runaways Chapter 1Dovewing was on watch at the Clan entrance after getting her warriors name. She sighed as everyone went to sleep.Runaways Chapter 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I have to do this." she whispered to herself.
Making sure it was silent and everyone was asleep, she quickly and quietly escaped through the entrance and out into the forest, heading over to pines. ShadowClan territory. A dark brown tabby figure sat waiting on the ThunderClan territory. A threat? Dovewing went into a crouch. She padded closer and closer. Then she leaped, tackling the ShadowClan cat.
"Dovepaw! You'll wake everyone up!" Tigerheart hissed.
"That's a great way to say 'hello' to a new warrior!" Dovewing whispered in a dissapointed tone.
"Sorry, I just wanna get away with this." Tigerheart mewed.
"It's alright. Where are we going to go?" Dovewing asked curiously.
"I don't know, by the way, what is your new warrior name?" Tigerheart questioned.
"Dovewing." she murmured.
"It's a beautiful name, Dovewing." Tigerheart smiled.
"I think I know where we should go!" Dov
Hetalia Neko!England X Neko!ReaderYou sat in the corner all by yourself. Then, you saw a cat coming towards you! It was the cat with patches of fur that looked like eyebrows.Hetalia Neko!England X Neko!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You didn't know what to do or say when he finally got to you and so you stayed quiet.
"Hello there. I'm England Cat. And you are?" he asked. You didn't feel like talking but you didn't want to be rude. "I am [y/n]...." "Why are you here all by yourself, [y/n]?"
"I like to be alone. I don't trust anyone new because of what my last owner did to me..." you said.
"Well the cats here are very nice- well... more annoying than mean." You saw him look at the cat still running in circles around other cats with the big grey mane. He rolled his eyes and you heard him quietly say, "That bloody hamburger loving git..."
"Well, i don't like to see new cats all alone." he said."Come on, lets get some tea and we can chat." You thought it was weird for cats to drink tea, but it did sound nice, so you followed him.
#Le short time skip#
Before you knew it, he had tau
100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge100 Themes Art Challenge3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
13. Mother's love
15. Phone Call
24. Water Nymph
25. Bad Priest
31. Black Board
32. Long dress
34. Creamy Wash (It's facial foam that will turn into a creamy thing when used. If you have no facial foam like this in your place/city/country, just change it to regular facial foam.. = =
38. Little girl
46. Angel of Aurora
53. Love in the air
Happiness? Chapter 152 months laterHappiness? Chapter 153 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Starfire. Are you sure?" Robin half heartedly asked.
"Of course! I have the proof!" Starfire beamed,
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Robin quizzed, memories filling his mind
"Nothing will happen, this time! He is no longer around, so I have no fear in the slightest." Starfire assured.
"I-I cant believe how lucky we've been to have this happen again. I'm really going to be a father!"
"It will work out so much better than the last time Robin. Last time, I had a doubting feeling about having the child but now, I honestly have no fear about the baby!"
"This will work out, I can feel it for definite."
Starfire and Robin shared a pause of silence both remembering the recent past. But then Starfire looked up at Robin's face and she broke into an enormous smile, "Aha! We are going to have a child, Robin!" Starfire squealed, jumping into Robin's arms, gleefully whilst Robin spun her around.
"Did you want to tell the others tomorrow or-" Robin stopped as he
TT: ASBEA: Parents Day Pt 4TT: ASBEA: Parents Day Pt 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Okay you know how I post a link of a song in my description box? Yeah, you like the song or are you annoyed of it? Well either way, the song is still significant in this story. But while I was typing up Cyborg's story, another song played. And the link underneath it was the one that played. Somehow it really made Cyborg's story more meaningful. So listen to the second song please! Once again I do not own the video or the song. It belongs to their rightful owners!
Now watch the story come to life!
"I was like any other ordinary teenager who went to high school before I joined this team. I guess you could say I was the star jock at school. Football and track were my favorite sports. My coach supported me and always pushed me to do 110% in everything. He was like a real dad. My parents were alive and well, but they were cyber mechanic scientists. Sometimes they supported me in my sports and academics, but majority of the time they were al
Starfire and Robin ConfessionStarfire and Robin Confession7 years ago in General More Like This
It was a stary, clear night. Starfire and Robin were alone on the top of the roof. "Hey Robin." Starfire asked suddenly. "What is 'love'?" "Huh, oh love, love is... love is a feeling that people feel when.. they like eachother very much." Robin answerd.
"Can I feel love?" Starfire asked. "Can I, Robin?"
"It depends, do you like someone deeply?"
There was a sudden silence. Then Robin answerd, braking the silence of the night. "I love you too, Star. I have sence I met you."
He kept leaning towards her, wanting to kiss her, wanting her to be his. Starfire leaned forward towards him, wanting the same thing. They finaly kissed. Locking their hold on eachother for at least twelve minutes. Then they let go, looking into eachothers eyes, wondering if they had been dreaming that they had kissed. It wasn't
Forum Whores Party... Hard?Forum Whores Party... Hard?3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The party was a work of art. There were llamas. There were horses. There were guards for the horses in case CindarellaPop tried to glue horns to them and call them unicorns. There were dictionaries for the inevitable arguments about word use, and cameras for SylverKitsune to camwhore with. Everyone was handed black and green hats in a variety of styles. The walls were covered in pink to appease LOVEintheSNOW. Foxbane had been convinced to bring cuddly skunks, whether flashing green or not. I, typically, had discreetly placed handcuffs and whips in various locations. A party just isn't a party without some kinky happenings, am I right?
The problem started with the DJ. A furious debate over what was good music for parties ended with several of the participants beating each other over the head with history books and CDs. The frightened DJ tried to escape and crashed into a llama, prompting another debate over animal rights and what constitutes animal abuse. The llama panicked and crashed
America x Shy!Reader: His Best Friend (Part 1) The movie being played on the (TV/projector screen) of your classroom did nothing to gain the attention of your fellow classmates. Lazily scanning the room with your (e/c) eyes, you could see most students were too occupied with their own mindless chatter. There were a few tables tightly packed with groups of close friends, while other students were either using their phones, doodling, or talking with the few remaining people around them. These were the good days of the last week of school, having nothing to worry about except for any upcoming plans for summer vacation. You were sitting calmly with your friend(s) while doing what you guys usually did during free time in class.America x Shy!Reader: His Best Friend (Part 1)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“So (Name), are you and Alfred going to be seeing each other a lot over the summer?” your friend/one of your friends asked you nonchalantly. They had their chin resting in their hand as the same arm propped their head off the wooden table.
A small smile appeared on your face as you answere
Sleep Well My AngelI didn’t become a mother when I saw the two pink lines,Sleep Well My Angel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But something changed.
What I had suspected for weeks was true,
& in a moment of fear, I realized my life was forever changed.
I didn’t become a mother when I saw you on the ultrasound for the first time,
But something changed.
I saw you wiggling around, only about the size of a peanut,
& I fell in love.
That was the first time I realized how much I wanted you,
You were mine, and that was never going to change.
I didn’t become a mother when I felt your first kick,
But something changed.
You wiggled and kicked me at least a dozen times that first night,
I was completely enchanted & I fell a little deeper in love.
I didn’t become a mother when the doctor showed me that you were a boy,
But something changed.
I was so surprised; I had sworn you were a girl,
But I was wrong,
But then again, everything about you was unexpected.
I didn’t become a mother when I started getting stretch marks,
But something cha
All For Her: Robin ClausAll for HerAll For Her: Robin Claus4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Starfire lay asleep in her bed, hugging a small teddy bear tightly against her chest. It was Christmas Eve and she had been crying. Beast Boy had made the mistake in telling her that there was no Santa. She had bitten her lip and ran to her room in tears, and this was around three in the afternoon; it was now almost midnight. All of this had started on a trip to the mall; Starfire was out shopping with Raven for presents for the team, and saw children in a line to meet the mall Santa. The Tamaranian Princess just had to get in line with the children, to find out who this Santa Claus was. She was shocked to find that he not only lived at the northern most part of the Earth, but that he delivered gifts to good children all over the world in one night.
Robin dressed himself in a furry red suit and stuffed as many pillows up said shirt as he could. As he put the finishing touches on his Santa costum
The Things I Don't Write AboutOn the last day of class, she had us copy a poem into our journals.The Things I Don't Write About9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
The wind, one brilliant day, called
to my soul with an odor of jasmine.
'In return for the odor of my jasmine,
I'd like all the odor of your roses.'
'I have no roses; all the flowers
in my garden are dead.'
'Well then, I'll take the withered petals
and the yellow leaves and the waters of the fountain.'
the wind left. And I wept. And I said to myself:
'What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?'
And to each of us she wrote a message. To me, she wrote that I should not be afraid to visit the dark parts of my mind, for that is where I would find my best writing.
I unravel these things and weave them into other stories. Other voices. I use them, in bits and pieces, like an archeologist uncovering the broken shards of a pot and never finding the whole. I write the stories that belong to other people, but never my own.
I don't write about how it hurts. How the
StormStormStorm5 months ago in Academic Essays More Like This
People always say that life isn't fair, and they’re usually right. Bad things happen to good people about as often as they happen to bad people. Every once in a while, you feel like the whole world is against you, and you are alone in the fight. You’re never alone. No matter how much you push people away, how many bridges you burn, and how many ties you cut, there will always be someone there to catch you. It hurts now, but it can’t hurt forever. Don’t worry, even broken bones heal over time, and you can only see a rainbow after a storm. Here is my personal storm, and my rainbow. I’m displaying it here as a symbol of hope and love for everyone to see and to draw upon for strength in their time of need.
A few years ago I was in a very bad place. My self-esteem was beaten to a pulp, and there was nothing I could do to help myself. I had recently picked up art, seeking solace, but it brought forth quite the opposite. As stubborn as I am,