nueve.Die Frage ist jetzt, was ich an einer Frau eigentlich liebe. Soll ich es einmal komplett auflisten, so richtig von A bis Z? Voilà:nueve.1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
a) Die geschwungene Linie, mit der sich die Taille zu den Hüften verbreitet.
b) Die Art, wie sie ein Leben lang das gleiche Herz durch die Welt trägt.
c) Eine Frau besteht aus zirka zwei Quadratmeter Haut (Grössenvergleich: Mein Bett ist 90 cm breit und 1.8 Meter lang, was eine Liegefläche von 1.62 Quadratmetern ergibt. Aus einer Frauenhaut liesse sich daher mühelos ein Bettanzug schneidern – plus passendem Nachttischlampenschirm aus den Abfallstücken).
d) Eine Frau ist etwas, in das man sich so hinein verlieben kann.
e) Diese Augen, die mich so elend machen.
f) Die Hände mit den zehn Fingern drauf.
g) Die Stimme am Telefon.
h) Der Hall ihrer Schritte.
i) Das Echo ihrer Gedanken in meinem Kopf.
j) Der Schmerz und die Traurigkeit – die Sandkörner im Meer des Lebens –, die sich in ihrem Innern zu
It Isn't Wrong...I used your words to form an apologyIt Isn't Wrong...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I didn’t know another way
To make you acknowledge me
But I’m still here, you know
As much as I was a year ago
I’m going in blind and taking shots in the dark
But I’m pulling every word from the bottom of my heart
I’ve had a lot of time to see things straight
You’re someone that I love, that I could never hate
That’s why every time I tried forgetting about you
I couldn’t force myself to do what I had to do
Now I can see your pain, I’m sorry I put you through it
If there was one thing I could change
You know that I would undo it
I don’t want to live, I don’t want to breathe
The reason we’re like this is all because of me
I don’t want you to be yet another closing door
You think I could care less, darling, I couldn’t care more
Take away from this all the evidence you need
I miss you just as much as you say you miss me
I want this forced silence to come to
Modern Family TGModern Family TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Adam had been Harry’s best friend for as long as he could
recall. Their age difference had never matter, as they had been
neighbors, back when he was seven, and Harry was four. Their parents
had been best friends, and they had naturally grown up together, and
they were closer than brothers. It was eleven years since they had
met, Adam was eighteen now, and preparing to leave for college, and
Harry was just starting his sophomore year of high school. It would
be the toughest challenge their friendship had ever faced, as Adam
was moving out tomorrow.
Today Adam was dressed in a yellow t-shirt from his old high school,
with black shorts below, and was barefoot. He was a rather tall (six
foot three), attractive young man, with short, light blond hair on
his head, and muscles evident of a prolific high school football
career. He weighed a neat two twenty, which was rather perfect for
his football lifestyle. He was a rather popular kid at school, but
that had never affected his friends
Wedding FlowersCindy sighed happily, looking at herself in the mirror. Today was the most special day of her life. After several years, Cindy was finally standing in a long, flowing wedding dress, ready to be married to her fiance. And she felt quite blissful, a light blush on her face as she picked up her veil, going to secure it onto her head.Wedding Flowers1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"You sure you don't need any help?" her sister, Veronica asked, standing behind her. Cindy giggled, turning back around to her. "Don't worry Roni! You are already my maid of honor, and you have done so much for me! Just relax until the ceremony with the other bridesmaid~!" Cindy said, hugging her lightly. Veronica, or Roni, as her older sister called her, hugged her back before nodding lightly. "Well, you have my number! Let me know if you need anything! And you look beautiful!" Roni said, giggling a bit, before backing out of the room, giving her one last look before leaving the room.
Cindy sighed again, turning back around to look at herself again. "Wow...
sechs.Man hört von Schulen in Amerika, dass Kinder mit Schusswaffen zum Unterricht erscheinen. Einen ähnlichen Skandal gab es bei uns nur einmal, aber da hat sich ein Pärchen aus der Neunten geküsst. Es ist zwar nicht genau dasselbe, aber Gegenmassnahmen mussten trotzdem schleunigst ergriffen werden.sechs.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Die Schulleitung sagte: „Wir haben in der letzten Zeit ähem … beobachtet, dass … ja, dass sich von den älteren Kindern welche … ähem … ja, geküsst haben, und da haben wir uns natürlich gefragt, ja, was hat das für eine Wirkung auf die Kleineren … und vor allem wie können wir sie davor schützen.“
Die Neunteler sind wie Erwachsene, dachte ich als Fünfteler. So gross. Wenn man dann wirklich einmal selber erwachsen wird (nicht, dass mir das passiert wäre) und es läuft einem ein Neunteler über den Weg, denkt man: So klein. Kann der schon zusammengehängt schreiben? Da sie
Tulisa TGTulisa TG4 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was saturday night when it happened. It was nothing special, just a typical saturday night.
I was slumped on the sofa, TV remote in hand. I was watching some sort of game show before the incident.
My show finished and X-Factor came on. God I hate that show. I just didn't get why everyone liked these things. I couldn't stand them. But I was stuck watching this. Batteries were dead in the remote, and I'm the kind of person who is just too lazy to get up and change the channel, besides, I was comfortable where I was, surely I could get through one episode. I'd probably fall asleep anyway.
So there I was, watching. Dermot came on stage, doing his presenting bit, when suddenly light burst out of the screen and blinded me completely.
I opened my eyes to find myself stood behind some sort of big screen. I could hear the crowd on the other side, screaming their heads off.
A man walked over to me, who I later found out to be the rpoducer of the show.
"Why the hell aren't you ready?! You're o
The Manor You are walking in the woods and having a great time with friends. You enter a part of the woods you've never been in before. You manage to come across an old manor. Your about 5' 8" with only B sized breasts. You make up for it with your big dancer butt. You also have long, smooth, and sexy legs. Your friends have always been jealous of that. Your name is Qwen. As you approach the manor it comes to look rather spooky. Your friends begin to whisper when you aren't looking.The Manor3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alright, who has the tightest vagina to go inside the manor?" asks your friend Kristin. You have the reputation of not showing fear and always rising to a challenge.
"I'll do it!" you jump up and yell.
"Alright you have to stay in there for atleast 20 minutes," says Brooklyn who was watching as your face lights up.
"Sounds easy enough," you say and walk up to the front door. Your friends walk up with you to the door. You walk in as your friends step back. They pull the door shut behin
Christina Hendricks TGChristina Hendricks TG3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was just a regular evening. Me and my friend were both tired after a long day so we decided to sit down and watch some TV. She suggested this show called Mad Men, which I'd never seen before, but she raved about it so I went along with her and watched it.
I should probably tell you about the two of us. I'm Mitch, just your standard guy. "0 years old, quite skinny with short, blonde hair. My friend is Alexa, a budding actress with long blonde hair.
Personally I didn't think it was that good, not really my thing. However, there was one person in the show who I really didn't like and that was the role played by Christina Hendricks. I made the mistake of telling Alexa this fact. Suddenly I was bombarded with questions.
"How can you not like her? She's probably my favourite actress"
Then came the three words that I would regret for the rest of my life, "She's too fat." The look of sheer anger on her face was something that would be in my nightmares for weeks.
"So you're saying that I'm f
Katy Perry TGKaty Perry TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Katy Perry TG
Jake was sitting in his room, while he was browsing through the web. It was a rainy day outside and he couldn't do anything outside on a rainy day. Man, something exciting should happen", he thought while he was looking around on Youtube. Nothing new here" He started to scroll down until he reached a video that got his attention Wow... California Gurls, eh? Could watch it, I really like it" He clicked on it and it started to play. Right when the music started, his body began to change. His hair turned blue and grew longer, while the hair on the rest of his body started to vanish, but he didn't notice anything. The changes went on and shaped his body into a much more feminine form, that was the time when he realized that he was changing. Woah, what's happening? My pants are so tight.." He looked down at his body and saw that his chest was pushing outwards. Wow, what the hell?" He jumped up and realized that his whole body had changed No,
Kaley Cuoco TGKaley Cuoco TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kaley Couco TG
Mike was sitting on his couch, watching big bang theory. It was one of his favorite shows and Kaley Kuoco, aka Penny, was so hot. He watched every episode, but today he felt like doing something exciting, but he couldn't think of anything. Man, am I bored...",he thought to himself and looked outside the window. What he didn't realize then, was his growing hair, it grew longer and longer and changed it's color, from a dark brown to a light blond, but he didn't realize it. When it was so long that it touched his shoulders, he wanted to scratch his head, but he only grabbed his hair."what's happening?!", he screamed in a high, girlish voice "This is not my voice!No!", he screamed again, as his body hair started to vanish. His body was shaped by an invisible force until it looked like a girls body, with a nice ass, long legs and C cups. Then his face changed and when he looked into the mirror, he saw Kaley Couco, in his clothes. "no...no! This is impossible! How could
To the Struggling ChristiansMy cross broke the other day,To the Struggling Christians1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
snapped off of the chain,
and nearly rolled away.
I caught it in my hands,
though it nearly slipped through
like tiny grains of sand
I'm a college student.
I attend a public school,
Nine hours away from home
and my faith too.
There's no emphasis on Catholicism,
no morning prayers through the Saints.
No “Our Father” to guide me,
no Mary to keep me through the day.
In fact it's the opposite,
grace comes in the form of drugs.
The new morning prayers
are deadly smoke to lungs.
I've never had a problem with Sexuality,
you know me.
You can tell this by looking through my old poetry.
Though what I cannot stand
is when you feel the need,
to invalidate one's Christianity
because of your sexuality.
They're giving me reasons not to believe,
in long list like shopping recipes.
Telling me what I already know,
begging me to tell God to go.
It's not easy to keep your faith,
when people are giving you reasons
to throw it away.
Though I'm lucky I sup
Tickle Masters Get TaikaAnother day, another victim. That's how an average day goes for the Tickle Masters.Tickle Masters Get Taika6 years ago in Humor More Like This
After torturing a boy named Roxas to the point of fainting as a recent service request, the two decided to take a break and get a little more research done, as well as accquire some new tickle tools. So they spent a week looking up new people for "victims" as well as visiting a few friends for some more tickle tools and testers.
"Shane, can you get that?" Ren called from her room, where she was changing after a shower.
"Yeah yeah, I got it!" He called back, muttering something about 'women being lazy' and 'always having to do all the work'.
Shane opened the door, only to see nobody was there.
"Damn ding dong ditchers......" He grumbled, but stopped as something caught his eye.
A slightly creased white envelope lay on the doormat, with the Tickle Masters symbol on the front.
"Hm? Must have been stuck in the door." Without another thought, Shane bent over and scooped up the envelope, al
Writing LoveWriting Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black lines running down my arm,
Spelling out one simple word: LOVE.
What does it mean? And for what cause?
How can any sort of writing make a change?
How can I make anyone see this little word I have written here,
On display for all to see?
There is a cause, a fight that we all must strive to fight,
Yet no one cares to see.
People all just turn their heads,
And try to say it's all okay.
They don't even want to see,
The terrible battles we fight every day.
I don't know if they will ever end,
If there will ever be a way to resolve this pain.
So many people have been affected,
And so many more have not realized it is their time.
I can see everything falling apart around me,
Feeling each person's suffering as sure as if it were inside my own skin.
This fading ink symbolizes all that I take up,
Shows that I believe so firmly in my cause,
I mean to help those that cannot help themselves;
I want to show the world how much we can hurt ourselves if left unchecked.
I stand proud, I s
TransitionsRipping the sheets off of my bed.Transitions2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hopelessly trying to get these memories out of my head.
I toss and I turn.
When will this no longer burn?
I desire some passion and for these sweet little dreams,
To be something more than teenage love schemes.
Will you come back home and sing me to sleep.
Maybe those things could help you leap,
Over the moon and way past the stars,
Finding a galaxy we can name ours.
We can live there and rule all the land.
And don't worry my dear, we'll be hand in hand.
There'll be no nightmares, no more goodbyes.
Just tons of laughter and sweet lullabies.
I'll be your Queen, if you'll be my King.
Don't fester my dear, I'll need no precious ring.
I'm eternally yours in nightmares or dreams,
Even reality no matter what it seems.
I will always need you to help my eyes close,
To keep away thoughts filled with low blows.
No matter what world we are in, one thing will always be true,
You're always my hero and I will always love you.
HPIM - Part 1Ginny Weasley walked along the fourth floor corridor with a smile on her face, why was she smiling? Well you would be to if you were about to go on a date with Harry Potter. They had been dating for two months and now they were finally going on a proper date in Hogsmede. She only wished that they didnt have to wear school uniform to Hogsmede, the robes and shirt were so baggy and didnt help the girls show off their figures. She let out a sigh of frustration, she had really wanted to wear something more fitting. She giggled at the thought of wearing something like that in front of Harry, he would be so tongue tied. She let out a small sigh of frustration, she had to wear uniform, but she didnt have to wear the school tie because it was summer, she giggled at the images that ran through her mind involving Harry and a tie, oh well, at least Harry will have his tie. She would have worn her tie, but social popularity and all that. Anyway, she was duHPIM - Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Locker Room - TGI peeked into the girl's locker room, swallowing my fear when I saw that it was empty, and cautiously making my way inside. My friends were never going to forgive me if they found I was down there. The girls would beat me, the boys would want to know why I didn't take them with me, but not a single one of them would have ever even considered believing me. I couldn't even blame them - I wasn't sure if I believed me, either. All I knew was that I'd seen something down here, last time, and I wasn't going up until I figured out what. Of course, telling them that I'd accidentally wandered into the girl's locker room the first time around wasn't exactly going to be helping my case with anyone, either, even if it had been almost entirely empty.Locker Room - TG6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I breathed in the scent, inside, blushing a moment later when I realized what I was doing, and fighting the urge to do it again. The panties were the next test, the lacy pink things drawing my eyes and almost my hand, before I managed to wrench myself
6 Steps to Creating Your Plot Premise6 Steps to Creating Your Plot Premise6 Steps to Creating Your Plot Premise8 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 2 “Creating a Plot” – Section 1 “Plot Premise”
Unlike what I once thought, plot is not a natural result of telling a story. Plot, like all other parts of writing, is a craft that must be studied and then designed with purpose. That being said, there are many different ways that one creates a plot—and countless theories as to how they can be created with the most efficiency. Over the next few weeks, I'm going to teach you several of these techniques and help you to create a Plot Outline. Many people are against such structure in their writing, even many good writers. However, my purpose for this book is to create a system so that ANYBODY can write a novel—even those who cannot subconsciously create a plot in the back of their minds. I encourage a
Fire Emblem: Snowrealm Scramble, Part 3With a hot cup of tea nestled between his hands, Libra lay back against the sofa cushions and watched on with a serene smile as the fireplace roared. Truly, this was a most blessed season - friends gathered in merriment, children frolicked in the snow, and warriors laid down their arms in peace and brotherhood.Fire Emblem: Snowrealm Scramble, Part 31 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He let his mind wander, silently penning a new prayer of thanks to Naga in his thoughts, when a voice suddenly boomed from the hallway behind him.
"Yo, Libra!" Vaike hollered, as he strolled into the living area. "How ya holdin' up in this cold, huh?"
He gave the priest a hearty slap on the back, and a drop of tea splashed from Libra's cup out onto his robe. Libra's brow furrowed with annoyance, but he softened his expression before turning back to face Vaike.
"I've been doing rather well, thank you," Libra said, sincerely. "The warmth of this fireplace has been a wonderful ward against the cold, and even my heart has been warmed to see everyone enjoying
Debby Ryan TGDebby Ryan TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ian wasn't just like any 6 foot 18 year old, he liked being a kid more than being the mature man he had grown into. He still woke up early, he liked all those super sugary cereals, and most of all, he still loved to sit around and watch channels like Cartoon Network and Disney. He slightly wished that he could act his age, but he just had to much fun being a kid. One thing though, that he loved more than all of that, though, was attention. Ian wanted to be famous, he wanted to be known by everybody, just like most little kids. Even though this was true, the black haired teen didn't much care for getting out, or really meeting anyone. He loved to sit around and watch his shows. Ian's favorite was most definitely The Suite Life on Deck, a "reboot" or spin off of his old favorite The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Ian loved to watch it, reruns and all, but he never really understood why it ended. He was heart broken when right at the end Bailey Pickett, Debby Ryan's character, seduced Cody.
WhoreTouch me where we're not supposed to,Whore11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just to let me know you care.
Hold me close and kiss me hard,
Just so I know you're really there.
Take off my cloths and I'll take yours,
We'll let this happen as it should.
Make love as has never been made,
Or at least the best we could.
I feel dirty and amazingly cheap,
So overrated and used.
I guess it could have been better,
But at least I'm still amused.
I'm a whore not worth a dime,
Kill me now to clean the streets.
Spray me down and hang me to dry,
Just leave me with the sheets.
You should hold me now the most,
When I really need a hand.
But instead of being close to me,
You're with another man.
You look dirty and oh so cheap,
So damn easy and wrong.
Now I truly realize,
Yoga Pants TGYoga Pants TG3 years ago in Settings More Like This
My friends and I walked home from school after yet another day of being pushed around by the popular students. All three of us hated admitting it but we were losers and everyday we suffered because of it.
"Why do people do this?" asked David as we walked down the street.
"It's just the way of life," responded Nathan, "it happens in every school."
"Yeah but why? I just don't understand."
"Who cares?" I said, "The fact is that we are unpopular and there is nothing we can do about it."
We continued walking until David noticed something new along our route. "What's that shop over there, I don't think I've ever seen that before."
"Me neither, " Nathan and I replied in unison.
All three of us crossed the road and entered this new place.
As I walked in the place immediately felt weird to me, as if there was some strange presense filling the room. We started to look around, seeing what kind of stuff this place had. For a new shop we had never seen before it had a pretty thick sheet of dust all
New Novel Writing Tutorial ACWAN 1.1 IntroductionIntroduction to the New TutorialNew Novel Writing Tutorial ACWAN 1.1 Introduction3 weeks ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel Version 2.0
Chapter 1 “Beginning to Write” – Section 1 “Introduction”
(A New Tutorial? Version 2.0?)
(Click Here to see what it's all about)
“If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot. There's no way around these two things that I'm aware of, no shortcut.”
―Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
Within the many styles of martial arts, there are powerful moves unique to each—whether it be footwork, punching
Demigods: Wings: Chapter 1: Meeting an Actual JediThe tiny sphere shook. A figurine mulled to life with wires and joints, bending all over as metal plates slid open. Its tiny gears shifted as a grating robotic voice intoned repeatedly, “Wake up! Wake up!”Demigods: Wings: Chapter 1: Meeting an Actual Jedi3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A hand slipped out of the covers and slapped the side of the table, trying to find its way up. It slammed on the dragon figurine’s head, stopping the alarm and causing a few gears to slip out of its mouth. It was utterly broken, but the teen couldn’t bring himself to care; he’d fix the machine up again later. His amber eyes shot open under messy, bird’s nest hair and glanced towards the clock, which read:
He groaned and yawned for a few minutes. Great, another miserable day of high school…
Quinn rubbed his eyes and stretched his legs. The cold atmosphere of his room bit at his skin. Every school day morning felt like this, but why was it so different when it came to weekends? Oh right, he got to s
ocho.In der Nacht bevor ich Julia vor ihrer Abreise nach Madrid zum letzten Mal sah, ging ich rückwärts auf dem Weg nach Hause durch den Wald, weil der Mond hinter mir stand. Daheim legte ich mich zwei Stunden auf dem Rücken unter den Schreibtisch. Das war Ende Januar. Ich weiss immer noch nicht, wie man das Glück in Worte fassen kann – und ich weiss auch nicht, warum ich so glücklich war. Natürlich, weil ich Julia am nächsten Tag sehen würde. Aber war das wirklich ein Anlass zum glücklich sein? Schliesslich sollte es das letzte Mal vor ihrer Abreise sein. Trotzdem fühlte ich mich einfach grenzenlos glücklich. Ich kann dieses Gefühl nicht in Worte fassen. Wenn sie mich so anblickt, wie damals nach dem Kino, als wir beide ganz verstört aus dem Film kamen, oder wie beim Weihnachtsessen über den Tisch hinweg, dann fühle ich einen Stich tief in meinem Herz, es ist warm, fast ein Schmerz, aber sehr schön. Nachhocho.1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This