I Am HisI am taken.I Am His8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I am not taken,
I have given my self,
Freely of my choice,
My own will of this,
I am not taken.
I am claimed.
No, I am not claimed,
I have gained the same,
Lost nothing in giving,
My choice in what to give,
I am not claimed.
I am owned.
No, I am not owned,
I have a will of my own,
Make my own decisions,
None are made for me,
I am not owned.
I am not taken,
I am given.
I am not claimed,
I am offered.
I am not owned
I am his.
Filipino AkoFirst time we meetFilipino Ako11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You'll see a face
Of dark brown hair along its trace
And dark brown eyes
Under squinted eyelids
Looking through a pair of glasses
First assumption you must have made
My crisp tan skin
Is before your eyes
Laid upon a skeleton of 5?9?
My ethnicity is not clear to you
So you change your mind and think
Maybe she's Mexican..
Or maybe Native American!
With your mind still unclear
You still assume
And throw out words to me
Obviously showing you have o clue
Ay dyosko , Filipino ako!
I'm not that cliche Chinese kid
You see on TV
So dont go up to me and say
Ching-chong chi hai-yee?
And wait for a response
While bustin' out karate moves in front of me
Thinkin' you're Bruce Lee
(But you're not)
Or clasp your hands together and take a bow
As if I was Japanese
(But I'm not)
Why don't you ask me questions instead of assume?
Before you start talking
And make yourself look foolish
At least the best thing you can d
Philippines is...Where every street has a basketball court and every town has only one public school.Philippines is...8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Where even doctors, lawyers and engineers are unemployed.
Where doctors study to become nurses for employment abroad.
Where students pay more money than they will earn afterwards.
Where school is considered the second home and the mall considered the third.
Where call-center employees earn more money than teachers and nurses.
Where everyone has his personal ghost story and superstition.
Where mountains like Makiling and Banahaw are considered holy places.
Where everything can be forged.
Where all kinds of animals are edible.
Where Starbucks coffee is more expensive than gas.
Where driving 4 kms can take as much as four hours.
Where flyovers bring you from the freeway to the side streets.
Where crossing the street involves running for your dear life.
Where the tourist spots are where Filipinos cannot afford to go.
Where the personal computer is mainly used for games and Friendster.
Where colonial mental
AustraliaAustralia10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Australia is my home
The place I love the most
The beauty of this land
Stretches from coast to coast
Great big sweeping deserts
And sparkling blue seas
Soft golden sandy beaches
It's certainly enough to please
The rich variety of this land;
All the miles for us to roam
Australia is still, after all these years,
The place that I call home.
In LoveIn Love11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just the thought of you drives all else away,
My body aches for you throughout the day,
Without you, my nights seem endless,
Your mere presence leaves me senseless.
Your sweet lips gently caressing mine,
Send shivers up and down my spine.
My heart races with your slightest touch,
How is it possible to feel so much?
You surpass body, mind, and dream,
This attraction, strong does it seem.
Our hearts are linked, our spirits too,
I can't imagine life without you.
You make me weak, you steal my breath,
To lose you would be my death.
This feeling between us is a gift from above,
This thing we're feeling is true, pure love.
What is a Dream?What is a Dream?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dream, as crazy as it may seem, is only the creation of our own imagination at its best. The skies seem bluer, the flowers seem to smell better and even our real life enemies seem to become our friends. We rely on those dreams to tell us who we are, to define what it is that we are struggling through and how to get that golden ticket we are so eagerly reaching for. We're not sure what the golden ticket will lead us to, wealth and prosperity, good fortune, friendship, good health, etc- but we always know there is something worth fighting for. Something that is worth seeking for till the end
Sometimes you find yourself in the greatest tangle of all webs within a dream: love. It's not always who you expected, sometimes the person you find yourself in love with inside a dream is as odd as finding a bird eating a gummy worm. But with both parties, you find yourself admiring how sweet and unexpectedly wonderful they had turned out to be.
You tend to find yourself not only wonde
APH OC Profile - PhilippinesBASIC INFO:APH OC Profile - Philippines4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: The Republic of the Philippines, Philippines
Human name: Maria Clara Dela Cruz y Carriedo
Birthday: June 12
Hair color: Black (or extremely dark brown)
Eye color: Chocolate brown
Height: 160 cm (5' 3''ft)
Philippines is a tan-skinned young lady with long black hair that reaches her waistline and bangs that flow to the right side of her face. She is often seen dressed in her national clothes, the Baro't Saya (barong at saya), but at times wears a dark green military uniform. Her eyes are of the color dark brown (described as chocolate brown by a certain someone~), and a few locks of hair are tucked in behind her left ear by her national flower, the Sampaguita.
During modern times, she wears a dark red tank top and denim shorts, especially during the summer because of the heat in her homeland.
If you look closely, you will notice that she wears a pearl
APH OC: Philippines profileAPH OC: Philippines profile4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Country Name - Republic of the Philippines
Common Names - the Philippines
Languages - Tagalog/Filipino, English, Spanish [poorly and known as Chavacano], Cebuano, Bicolano, Ilocano, and other dialects
Capital - Manila
Government - Republic
Current President - Benigno Aquino III
Founding Dates - 1898; 1943 [under Japan's aegis]; 1946 [independence re-instated by America]
Physical Age - 20
Human Name - Marina Liwanag
Physical Appearance - a young woman that wears a cream blouse with a pink sash and a pink skirt. Hairstyle is similar to Vietnam's, rather long straight hair in a ponytail and some bangs, but with a jasmine flower and a red headband. Wears clogs. Brings either a broom or a jungle machete. In other times she wears a light-blue maid costume. Her military uniform is green fatigues with odd gray brick camouflage, sometimes, just green fatigues.
Info: A young woman that hides her f
Lost Lives + Animal CrueltyLost Lives + Animal Cruelty9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They never did a thing
Nothing to deserve this.
The tortureing of innocence.
The lives noones missed.
Sitting alone to rot
Their death awaits.
To exist for one reason.
To be born with this fate.
Blessed with Natures purity
Their pain burns through
The meat you once consumed
Is now consuming you.
Their crys for help
heardly heard at all
weak and frail
They're left where they fall.
Why? Why do we do this?
Have we sunk this low?
To torture defenceless lives
Many don't even know
They spend what they have
Trapped in a cell.
This Cruelty to Animals
Is murder just as well.
Extraspecies: Chapter OneChapter 1: Along Came a Spider...Extraspecies: Chapter One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was another simple day for Martian, as he jogged on the barren road in the middle of nowhere, the sun shining brightly above him with crystal clear skies, with little to none clouds. Martian was a average built man, with black hair topping his head and brown eyes hidden behind a pair of crimson shades. Plugged into his ears were buds that blasted music into his mind, distracting him from the road ahead or his destination; a simple one story house that stood on the right of the road, painted white with a light brown roof. A pool could easily be seen behind the house, and a small garage that sat behind the building with a dirt road leading to its entrance. Martian jogged a bit further, stopped at his mailbox and bend over to catch his breath, then rose to check his pulse and his watch wrapped around his left wrist, while a black and yellow band was wrapped around his right. After a few seconds he sighed loudly, stretched his back and headed towards th
Love StoryLove Story9 years ago in General More Like This
He develops the habit of always facing backwards on trains. It's not a matter of preference but the intentional development of what he believes to be a character quirk. She is accustomed to red wines lighter than clay and white wines darker than pearls. He eats shark for dinner, as a delicacy. She is vegetarian as a fashion statement. She shot heroin in a past lifetime. He cleans his gutters regularly – is so enamored with the act that he letters it neatly in his planner, every Saturday of the week, six months in advance. He smokes marijuana. He owns a leather couch. She is 26 today. She prefers gin and tonic and prepares one now in celebration. He once gave an ex-girlfriend a fashionable purse made of tree bark. He once broke up with an ex-girlfriend by taping a "fuck you" sign on her window (facing in). She was once broken up with under a brid
Suicide is WRONGWe're driving on the highway,Suicide is WRONG8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On our way home,
When I spot I homeless man,
Cold and alone.
We come to a red light,
And stop for a while,
The man sees me looking,
He flashes a smile.
This man is insane,
I can see it in his eyes,
He pulls out a gun,
And that's when I realise
What he's about to do,
He's got his mind set on it,
I yell at him to stop,
But he's already done it.
He pulls the trigger,
The gun pointed at his head,
There's a small gun retort,
And a small show of red.
He's taken his life,
When he didn't have to,
He's taken his life,
As many others have, too.
Many young people,
And old ones too,
I want you to know,
Suicide's the wrong thing to do.
When I try too Hard..When I try too Hard..11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll be your superhero,
I'll be your moviestar
And the only place I'll ever be
is anywhere you are.
With your socks and squeaky soles
I'll walk a mile in your shoes,
with me as your ace of hearts
you're never going to loose.
I'll be your penny, head side up
I'll be the prize inside the box
The one who sets Autumn back,
add's an hour to your clock.
I'll give up everything inside
be a puppet to your game
Even if it only gains you
a little ounce of fame.
But every time I tear my heart out
to place it in your jar,
you smile at me and put it back
saying "I love you just how you are."
Of Cheaters Acts (PewDieCry)‘We’re done, Cry. I’m with Toby now.’ Cry watched, with tears welling up in his eyes, as Ken walked away, wrapping around Toby’s waist. Shakily standing to his feet, Cry ran out of the diner, running to a nearby park, collapsing on his knees next to a large tree.Of Cheaters Acts (PewDieCry)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leaning against the tree, Cry cried silently as it began to ran, the thick curtain creating a barrier between him and the world beyond. Today had been his and Ken’s three year anniversary, and Cry had proposed to Ken, intent on spending the rest of his life with the Texan.
It was then Ken had rejected him, revealing that he had been cheating their entire relationship, only using the Floridian gamer for his computer skills, and money. Curling up into a ball, Cry shivered as cold raindrops hit him, soaking thru his shirt. When the rain stopped falling above him, Cry looked up, only to see an umbrella, being held by a clothed arm.
‘Hey, are you alright? The person asked, crouching down ne
Of Cheaters Acts (PewDieCry) (Part Two)~~~~~~~~~~~~~skip a month, because I said so~~~~~~~~~~Of Cheaters Acts (PewDieCry) (Part Two)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Smiling, Cry started making his way back to his flat, shivering a little. It was finally December, which meant Cry’s favourite holiday, Christmas, the best of all of them in his opinion. Crossing a street, Cry slipped on hidden ice, crashing straight into someone, falling back onto his arse.
‘Oh, crap, sorry man!’ He called, stumbling as he stood up.
‘It’s alright, Cry?’ Looking up, Cry grinned, recognizing the man in front of him.
‘Hey friend! Long time no see!’ Pewdie grinned, falling in step with Cry, as he continued to walk.
‘Yea, it has! So, um, how have you been holding up?’ Cry smiled, a little forced, but mostly genuine.
‘I’m fine. Just, just a little lonely. I kicked him out, so he’s gone.’ Pewdie smiled, but said nothing. ‘So, how are you and Joe?’ Cry asked, motioning for him to follow him into a building, going up a couple fl
BipolarBipolar11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love and Hate,
Grief and Joy,
Hope and Dispair,
All this in one moment?
I was never prepared.
I can't see how it's possible
To be so happy yet so sad
Always smiling for no reason at all
With tears waiting patiently
For everything to fall.
Never at peace, never alone
Surrounded by nightmares
Striving to be real
Tortured by dreams
That shatter without warning.
Loving to live, living to love
Blessed with a gift
Both pure and sweet
Cursed with that same gift
Now tainted and worn.
Love you til death
Hate when you're gone
Drowned in my own Grief
Bursting with Joy
Hope for the best
But anticipate Dispair
Love and Hate,
Grief and Joy,
Hope and Dispair,
All this in one moment?
I simply can not bare.
Unnoticed? (Chubby!Tamaki x Kyoya)Tamaki was jealous of all those Host Club guys, how they flaunted their perfect bodies for all the swooning teenage girls. All he had was his huge and chubby one, and was often mocked for it, sending his self-confidence to non-existent levels.Unnoticed? (Chubby!Tamaki x Kyoya)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He sighed as he made his way through another long day, shifting his bag as he walked around the hedge maze. He often came here to clear his mind, and he sat by the small pool taking off his shoes to set them in the cool water.
“Comfortable?” Tamaki started, looking up to see the teen he was jealous most of, Kyoya Otori. Said Asian closed his notebook and sat on the bench beside him, smiling down at him as he tilted his head faintly. Tamaki looked away with a frown.
“Why should you care?” He muttered to himself, looking at his meaty hands on his lap. Kyoya frowned and gently moved Tamaki’s head so they were face to face.
“I care for personal reasons. You are Tamaki Suoh, a pleasure to meet you.” Tamaki
Comfort (Loki x Iron Man)Hideous laughter followed the bloodied jaws, as they crept closer and closer, cutting off all escape for the Asguardian. They circled him, gaping jaws reaching closer and closer, green eyes wide in pure terror....Comfort (Loki x Iron Man)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“AHHHHH!!!” Bolting upright, Loki clutched himself eyes darting around the dark room. He nearly screamed again when arms encircled him, his half-aware mind telling him they were to drag him back down to the Chitarui’s waiting jaws.
“Hey, hey it’s okay…it’s only me.” Gentle words washed over the panicking god, gentle hands massaging his tense shoulders. Loki turned, fingers ghosting over a toned chest to rest upon the faint glowing circle in the middle. Laying his palm against the smooth glass and metal Loki slowly relaxed, assured that his bedmate was in fact real.
“Yea it’s me. I’m real.” Was the response of unasked question, as he ran his fingers through raven black hair.
Missing You (PewDieCry)Eagerly logging into his Skype, Cry put his mask on, hiding a rather large blush. Hearing the familiar ‘bloop’ of a message, Cry read it, barely finishing when a call blocked his view. Clicking the accept button, Cry bounced a little in his seat, eager to hear the other person’s voice.Missing You (PewDieCry)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
‘H-Hello?’ He called out nervously, when no greeting was said.
‘Hey Cry!’ Cry yelped, as the other voice laughed, knowing he had scared the American. Over the mild shock, Cry noticed there was no video, and he frowned, wanting to see the face that went along with the laughter.
‘H-How come your video is not on?’ He asked. There was a pause, before there was a nervous laugh, followed by a sound of an echo, which he ignored.
‘Don’t w-worry about it, Cry!’ Cry blushed, looking away from the monitor. Unlike a nickname most couples had, Cry had been given that phrase, which always made him act like a love-struck teenage girl.
Unrequited Love? (Tamaki x Kyoya)He lusted after him. He wanted to feel his body under his, to hear moans and pants spill from those beautiful lips as he pleasured him until he came, screaming his name to the gods. He desired Tamaki, and by Ra he would be his! Except, his thoughts were in vain, for Tamaki would never be his, no matter how much he craved.Unrequited Love? (Tamaki x Kyoya)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, he would be the ever silent shadow, his heart breaking every day, but he always remained, regardless of his feelings. Unfortunate for the love-struck fool, his plight did not pass unnoticed, and soon a plan began to take place.
‘Kyoya~! Where are ‘ou going?’ Tamaki called out, frowning when the youngest Otorii ignored him, slipping out the grand doors of Music Room 3. Before Tamaki could follow his friends, his way was blocked by the rest of the Host Club, who all had stern looks on their faces.
‘Sit.’ Mori ordered, watching as Tamaki sat in a nearby chair, curious and a little frightened.
A Suicide Note..A Suicide Note..11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dear Mum and Dad,
First of all you need to know that this is not your fault,
It's mine, for I locked my problem inside me like a vault,
Problems that I was never able to tell you,
Problems that I'm sick of dealing with. I'm through.
I'm sick of pretending that everything's alright,
I'm sick of having all these emotional demons to fight.
I can't take my depressing life anymore,
I realize I felt this way too often before.
I now know I'm not needed in this place,
Just another stupid teen, just another ugly face.
I can tell I'm secretly hated by everyone I know,
Though, when I'm around, they don't let their hatred show.
My life has no purpose as I can clearly see,
No one needs me and everyone hates me
I hate this world I live in, I hate how I feel now.
I try so hard to be accepted, but I don't know how.
I hate my reputation.. a fat loser.. a slut
So I'm ending my life, my wrists I will cut.
I want you two to know, that I really do love you,
But I hate my life too much, this is the only thi
Chocolate (MycroftXReader)Mycroft came home early from work only to find you, Mary and Molly sitting on the couch crying why eating ice-cream.Chocolate (MycroftXReader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Ehh (Y/n)? What’s wrong?” Mycroft asked concern lacing his voice.
“FUCK OFF MYCROFT!” You, Molly and Mary barked at him. Mycroft jumped slightly from surprise and slowly backed out of the room before running to the safety of his study. 10 minutes later your brother and assassin Sebastian came over to visit you.
“Hey (Y/n)….” Sebastian started before a knife embedded itself in the door inches away from his face.
“Leave or die” You growled death glaring him. Sebastian saw the three of your glares focused on him so he quickly fled the house not wanting to get caught up in whatever was going on. Mycroft tried to enter the living room an hour later only to get a stick thrown at him. Eventually he resorted to calling Sherlock.
“Hello?” Sherlock answered the phone as John made tea.
HHGttG Entry on... FangirlsGuide Entry #2969HHGttG Entry on... Fangirls9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy has this to say on the subject of fangirls.
Fangirls are a type of human infected with a disease known only as 'fangirlism'. It only infects the female population (although there is a similar form of the disease that affects the male population; see 'fanboyism'. It is far less common though). Symptoms include giggle fits, mental nosebleeds (see 'anime clichés' for more on this odd phenomenon), fainting, squealing, writing/drawing/reading/viewing/enjoying X-rated drawings/comics/stories.
Fangirlism is quite a horrible disease indeed. Victims become addicted to their 'fandom', which is whatever they are a fan of. The typical causes are…
-cute movie actors
-TV shows with cute actors
-Japanese anime with cute guys
-Japanese comics (known as manga) with cute guys
-Video games with cute guys
…The Guide is sensing a trend here.
Once an innocent victim is ensnared, she becomes slowly obsessed. Most fangirlism develops between the ages of 1