This is a collection of all the poems I've written about everything I'm curious about and more. Literal pitstop is the pen name I write under on WordPress and Instagram.
"Watch this everybody," Jimmy said as he held the apple in both of his hands with his thumbs over the top of it. He then pressed down on the apple and in one fluid motion, Jimmy split it in half with a satisfying snap."Woah," Katherine and Gem said simultaneously."What else can you do with those hands Jimmy?" Scott asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.Jimmy's face turned a bright red and he let out a slew of no's while Scott giggled."Instead of flustering Jimmy for the umpteenth time, why don't you show us your party trick Smajor?" Pix suggested, to which Jimmy shot the archaeologist a grateful look.Cover art isn't mine. It belongs to thaumasilva on tumblr. Link to the original work: https://thaumasilva.tumblr.com/post/691242826049159168/man-with-one-eye
Welcome to CalypsoWolfie's book called.... Oh sorry, you read the title? Okay. So.... why do I need a description again? Oh yes, to intrigue readers. Do I need to though? The title is sooooo self explanatory. So, what do I need to say? Have fun reading this stuff, I guess.Please comment if you have any disagreement with my ranting or facts because I kinda want to argue with a twihard....*yells* I SUCK AT DESCRIPTIONS!Done here. Nothing to see. Move along. Read the book. Then, do what you want.I suggest eating beef jerky.
Employees at Honesty Manufacturing are worried about their jobs, and now they are scared for their lives. An employee has died, and another, and another. Now, Gary Anderson is sick and fears for his life. Gary and pal Ron Reynolds are golfing buddies and amateur sleuths who solve crimes while playing a round of golf. Can Gary and Ron find the killer and solve this mystery before another death occurs?
Beautiful Broken Words is a series of poems I wrote since my absence here on Wattpad. I want to share with you guys my thoughts in forms of metaphors and also most of them are straight up words.
The Grim reaper who collect souls from the living and the dead. The person who they all call 'Death itself'. Is just a girl name (Y/n) (L/n), some lazy ass woman with a bold mouth who always do what she wants and never cares about what everybody do as long as it doesn't involved her. The girl never knew what it's like to live like a normal human being, seeing as she's not human and all. She want to at least live peacefully but couldn't since when trouble strikes, she have to clean up all this messed all by herself.But it doesn't seem like she'll be doing it alone._✝___☀__☁__☁__☁___🌎___🌱__🌱__🌱__🔥___☠_"Blimmin heck!" Her famous words. Words that describe how annoyed she is that she have to work with a bunch of edgy teenagers and divorced, lonely single father kings or demons who had family problem and shit.What made her want to pass out and kermit mass murder is that she have to watch over this teenage boy and also have to attend his school. This just makes her want to yeet herself out of the planet with her middle finger up in their assess.Although, it's not that bad once she gets to know how exciting this adventure was gonna be.But then everyone started getting obsessed with her._✝___☀__☁__☁__☁___🌎___🌱__🌱__🌱__🔥___☠_So I realized there aren't any Aegis Orta (From Webtoon) x reader in here (Probably because it's not an English Webtoon) and I'm tired of waiting for someone to create one, so I decided to make one.Aegis Orta: Not mineAll characters belong to their perspective owners(Y/n) belongs to the readersIt doesn't matter if this doesn't have any viewers. At least I have fun creating one.
Like a lamb among wolves, Holly is the only Werefox among... more wolves? Okay forget it.The year is 476 AD, and Holly is among the newly discovered (or, at least, newly discovered by humans) species of "mythical creatures" to be found. What this says about the existence of dragons... we don't know. Fingers crossed, though. Anyway, gravely injured in the forest near their home and deemed "so young and close to death that killing/leaving her would make it impossible to sleep at night (even by Werewolf standards)", Holly is brought back from a hunting trip and accepted into the Sivermoon Wolfpack by their Alpha. This wound't have been a big deal if Werewolves and Werefoxes didn't hate each other and haven't fought until people just assumed Werefoxes were extinct. After hundreds of years and Werefoxes only now being spotted here and there, maybe it's time for them to just kiss and make up?Holly's current plan is to not get brutally killed while the Alpha isn't there to save her, but maybe she'll meet some friends there? Nah, who I'm I kidding, they're going to kill her... Probably.NOTE:This is a Kemonomimi story, meaning they have wolf ears and tails but look human (don't worry, the "were" part is a lot more interesting than just your standard everyday werewolf). There will be cussing, violence (swordplay, ya know?) and I'm not sure if "sexuality" will get to the point of being "mature".
A collection of my micro tales, short conversations, poems, random thoughts and yes my senseless scribbles.
Unstable is an atom with unwanted electrons, like the heart of a poet without writing poems.To calm my unstable heart, here are some poems. Hope you like them!!*****************************************
Long ago, two races ruled over earth.HUMANS, and MAGES.But, sadly, they did not live in peace.The HUMANS became scared of the MAGES, for they had the power to kill someone with just the snap of their fingers.And the MAGES, feared HUMANS, For they had the knowledge to create things with incredible minds and destruction.And from this fear, came war.There was a prophecy, however.It is told that five angels will come down from the heavens, Two being HUMANS, two being MAGES, one being MIXED.They say that these angels will wander the plains, and cease the war.They call these angels,THE CALLIONS~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Illustrations: Annalise Appleby @DaAwkwardPotato010Writer: Rebecca Atkins~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hey guys! Powergirl19 here!This is one of the first books I'm publishing, so sorry if its not the greatest.I'm also working on this with another friend of mine, so I will not take complete credit. I'm just the person who writes the chapters, sometimes adds stuff to the storyline and adds little details to characters.Credit to Hayden Carter for character ideas and plot ideas.[WARNING: swearing]Anyways, hope you enjoy!
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Life is a shapeshifter.It swirls you into a mesmerizing myth so easily that you get trapped into it. This poem is about all the traumatising points of life where everybody feels like he/she is trapped.TRAPPED IN THE UPSIDE DOWN.
Just a little big dreamer chanting miracles.I go by glendasogo in Instagram.Cheers.
Comparison of love and loved one in metaphors in poetry. Thought provoking and mind transporting snippets of emotions.
Lord, Kiss Me is a poem that leverages on the emotion of a fictional person desperate for the saviour's lord. His life hangs on a kiss, To the Chronicler, the "Kiss" is the highest expression of agape love. The poem is full of awe striking images such as cold weather, emotions of hazyness, guilt and leverages on the supranatural etc
I don't have love to cherish youI don't have faith to believe you All I have is some metaphors to gift you my existence .Poetries that I write in some lonely days and awaken nights.
Emotions of rage, sadness, happiness, calmness, hatred and love. We reached places where we cant turn young anymore. Am a mythical creature, hiding in the forests living in the land of sun 'Taiyō no kuni' . I was loved by the children and respected by the elders.But then......What happened...... 'Not every happy beginning has a happy ending they say....' And guess what it was true......Fire, rage, blood, hatred, unjustifiedthoughts and behaviours. The world is filled with dark power that kept on creeping me...My name is Sage I was once a loved mythical creature but now am hiding through the shadows in the form of human. Come along.....
This is a book that will be written for a future me for whom I can only wish for better days to come along her way. I sincerely wish her luck and happiness; hopefully she will find something to keep her going through this life.This is the first, although small, step I am taking to push me to pursue a happy ending and to remind me that I can indeed be happy one day if I do make efforts.As for the title, it means that this book is dedicated to a side of me that I know is hidden somewhere deep inside of my being who is not depressed and who still believes in light.Note: Some of the content may be really dark, contrasting the whole idea of the book, but I cannot help it and, in any ways, I am doing this book so that in the future I can look back at all of this and comprehend how lost I was and how hopeless I felt within myself.
This is a jumble of ill-constructed works by our erratic little bean Jenni. Take a peek into her mess of a brain... and you might be surprised.