99 Problems
I hate authority
Because I don't like
Being told what to do
And I have a problem
With politicians
They're all the same
Corrupt and pure evil
And businessmen like Trump need to go
They suck too
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99 Problems
I hate authority
Because I don't like
Being told what to do
And I have a problem
With politicians
They're all the same
Corrupt and pure evil
And businessmen like Trump need to go
They suck too
Random Title Tag Game
@gooseandcaboose tagged me a million years ago, and I’m finally gonna do this one. Using Poseidon’s Wrath as the source text
Rules: Scroll through your manuscript with eyes closed. whichever phrase your cursor lands on is the “title” for your story. do this eight times for fun!
If I Didn’t Know Better
Toward the Shore
The Three Companions
He Disappeared From View
Paying Lip Service to the Tenets of Your Faith
They Almost Always Find It Relaxing and Enjoyable
Hazina Whispered Back
We Encounterd Sirens
I really like #1, 2, 3, and 8. They feel fitting for Poseidon’s Wrath lol
Tagging @dreamwishing @endlesshourglass @feathered-quill @fynniana @jay-centauri @ken-kenwrites @midgardianthief @romenna
Saws and Knives
@mamaslittledisasters
Giriko stood in front of an apartment door, narrowing his eyes at the numbers while tugging on one of his earrings. “Was it this number he said… what the hell.” He kicked the door once rather than knocking. “Hey! Open the door!”
An Infernal Proposal
Fëanor sat silently in his cell, holding his unconscious son close, cradling the redhead’s head in his lap. “I can’t believe I’m doing this...” he murmured, running his fingers through the tangled locks. “But I suppose I’d do anything for you all. My poor son...the bargaining chip in all of this...I should never have let you be hurt.” He silenced himself once more as he heard footsteps approached, and did not need to open his closed eyes to know that it was the Maia who had entered. “I accept your proposal.”
annatarlordofgifts
Party Poopers // Marina & Luke.
ma-morrison
Luke was intrigued by Marina, her distancing and shortness of patients and interest made him want to find out more about her. He didn’t beleieve that she was as miserable as everyone let on, she most likely had a deep past that would be full of reasons to make her the way she was so when she agreed to tell him if he agreed to share about his own past he was actually a little excited.
Lifting his beer bottle he let her lead the way to the other room away from theparty that was going on. “Now I hope you are not taking me through here to murder me away from witnesses... Just saying you look like you might prove to be the type.” He teased her and pushed the door over behind him and placed himself on the large bed situated in the centre of the room.
Rstf
Why did you create words to label human beings? Is what you're seeing truly called seeing?
Almost a Tragedy
By dama
Colors of the Wind | Colcy
Lucy was finding this trip a little more stressful then she would like to admit, anytime she tried to get over it, something else came smacking her right in the face. Of course, Ian's hot and cold was giving her whiplash. Add in she was starting to have vivid flashbacks of the long weeks at her aunt and uncle between being in the woods, and remember how they would lock her away in a tiny shed out back without blankets or food, only to be bitten by bugs till welts formed on her skin or the ever on her mind she didn't deserve her award, the words ringing straight from her uncle's mouth just on how she didn't deserve to live. So, while others would have been able to let something like it roll off their back, it really struck Lucy. In more ways then most people could even begin to understand. Not even Colton knew of her past, when she had met him she had vowed to come off the normal, sweet country girl just looking for a break in the world. Still, the more this trip went on the harder that was to keep up.
Which lead Lucy to starting to drink early in the morning with a few mimosa's with her breakfast. While she was not drunk she knew it wouldn't take much if she kept drinking at this pace as she leaned against one of the boats rails and looked out on the water waiting for Colton.