AnswersI don't write poetry.Answers12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just let the pen
Across crumbled pages.
I let my soul
Bleed into ink.
As my way of asking
Statues and glowing
But They never answer.
i've got your back. | nishinoya yuui've got your back. | nishinoya yuu19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Where else does it hurt?"
Nishinoya proceeded to point at the area where he had gotten a bruise. You clicked your tongue, but you didn't say anything. Instead, you took out the ointment and carefully applied it gently, your fingers delicately moving across his bruise. It hurt. It hurt a little bit, and Nishinoya had to bite his lip so he wouldn't make any noise. But at the same time, it was comforting. Your touch—you were so cautious not to hurt him, treating him like a delicate glass that could break any moment. After you had finished applying the ointment, you then took an elastic bandage and wrapped it around the bruised area to reduce the pain.
It was still painful, but he decided not to mention it. You did so much for him already.
"That all?" You said, raising a brow at him. Something about Nishinoya was odd today. He was quiet. He was usually loud and filled with life, and as much as you hated the obnoxious out-bursts, you weren't going to deny the fact that
Scar TissueI don’t know what I hated more: myself, or the fact that my crying woke him up. It couldn’t be later than two in the morning, I had woken up from another nightmare and I found myself huddled in the same spot I always went to in times like these: the bathtub.Scar Tissue15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a bad habit I got myself into since childhood, but the coldness of the tub gave me a comfort most things couldn’t. I had been good about keeping my pain hidden from the rest of the world, but by night it came crawling back to me in the form of dreams and flashes of guilt.
The tears would come before I could stop them and I always found myself in this tub. He never knew, and I never told him. What was the point? I’m a girl stuck in reverse who can’t seem to let go of yesterday and take in the joys of tomorrow. My whole life was like a damaged tape, repeating itself when it shouldn’t and having a hard time moving forward. I always could repress my sobs, and I wondered if I was louder than I
Levi x Hooker!Reader - Alive - [AU]Levi x Hooker!Reader - Alive - [AU]1 day ago in Romance More Like This
(Warning: Themes of prostitution. Reader and Levi are 18+)
Everyday was the same, your empty soul held the equivalent to feeling dead. The filth you have to give yourself up to was so revolting it made you question the essence of your existence. Men, sometimes even women with greed and no patience would pay you cheap money for cheap thrills, and you accepted with a void expression every time. Sometimes you wondered about how your life could have been if you would have just stayed with him, your asshole of an ex. But when he left, so did his money, and you had run out of options. Being a streetwalker wasn't all it was cracked up to be, most of the time you didn't even fell alive while putting out for clients. This was your world, and there was no way to escape it's treacherous clutch. Some days were better than others though, as with any job. Especially the days with him.
All you knew was his name was Levi and that he was a businessman that was loaded beyo
LostNothing seems to be workingLost10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've never been so lost
My thoughts now confused, ever so distant
I do not pay attention to things
My life has changed so much since it happened
Leave to understand what happens, do not understand a thing
Not even understand what has happened to me
I lose myself thinking, not only the past but also the future
My friends do not understand, do not realize what I perceive
Do not understand, do not see
The output is try to forget what happened
Try to forget that one day we were together
Forget about everything
Thunder (Levi X Reader) DrabbleThunder (Levi X Reader) Drabble1 day ago in Romance More Like This
~A/N: Listen to both of these as you read!
A jolt ran through his form, causing the male’s eyes to shoot open. His breaths came out long and uneven, another roar thundering in the distance. The insistent patter of rain droplets against the clear window seemed to calm his nerves, tense body relaxing to its rhythmic hum. He licked his lips, glancing around to absorb his surroundings. He was obviously in his room, due to its overly clean demeanor and perfectly aligned furniture.
His grey hues fluttered shut once again, a sigh escaping his lips. They opened once again when he felt something shift under his arms. A soft little grunt left her lips as she nuzzled her face into his clothed chest. He stared down at her, confused for a moment before realizing his situation. He often asked her to accompany him on stormy nights, for reasons he didn’t dare speak aloud.
He hated to admit he f
Runaway (DarkiplierXReader) Chapter 5*********(FINAL)*********Runaway (DarkiplierXReader) Chapter 523 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What do you want?!" You asked, becoming infuriated beyond anything you have ever felt before.
"Ma'am we are here to take you back home to your family, and to get this creep out of here." One of the officers stated.
"What if I don't wanna go home!" You yelled, "Well then we'll have to take you by force." He stated pulling a tazer from his belt.
Just as he did so Dark disappeared into a puff of black smoke and reappered behind the officer, he grabbed him and vanished again, and he did so again and again until all the officers were removed from the cabin.
After they were all gone he walked over to you and placed his hands on your shoulders, "You alright?" He asked, you nodded, "Why are they after us like this?" You asked, Dark shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe your parents love you more than you think." He stated.
"But I love you more than they ever could." He whispered, kissing your forehead, you hear another knock at the door, Dark turned his head to the door, th
is this what nostalgia taste like?i'm reminded of things i'd rather forget,is this what nostalgia taste like?15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i have memories of words that were never said.
each time i look in a mirror
i see your face over my shoulder, studying the lines forming on my face.
i'm growing old, older than i should be;
middle-aged, but drowning in high school.
i think i used to know where i'm going,
but now my best guess is the grave;
i think i died when i met you,
but that's okay with me, i was dying anyway.
Petra x Levi x Yandere!Reader - Yes I Can.You were an elite soldier of the Scouting Regiment, assigned under Lance corporal Levi. A member of his handpicked squad.Petra x Levi x Yandere!Reader - Yes I Can.15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You liked all of the members of your squad, especially Levi. In fact, you were infatuated with him. Everything about him from his hairstyle to the way he walked drew you in and made you want him even more everytime you were to lay eyes on him.
There was one person on your squad, however, that you could not stand.
Why did you hate her? Well, because of her relationship with Levi, of course. Although it wasn't concrete, you could tell she was interested, judging by how she acted when he was around, versus when he wasn't.
Presently in time, you were riding through the forest on an expedition. A new member had been added to your squad about a moth ago. A lad by the name of Eren Jaeger. He was currently contemplating on whether or not he would battle the clearly furious titan following behind the squad at the moment. Eventually, he decided to 'trust' the squad
AgainAnother dayAgain6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
A new beginning
The same nightmare
Short Short GT 2James held the thumbing in his tense fingers, his heart beating faster with every dissatisfied breath.Short Short GT 218 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Please, I don't know anything!" the tiny creature exclaimed, as James brought her little figure towards his face.
James snorted, and shook his head in disbelief. "You're as sly as an octopus- But that kind of bull shit doesn't work on me,"
The girl's dark eyebrows furrowed, and a flash of what seemed like anger darkened her features.
"Will you at least give me a chance to explain myself? Do you think I WANT to be here?" her little voice rang in James's ears, causing the pirate to feel a slight twitch in his eye.
He blinked in surprise, gazing down at his prize with weary eyes. He frowned, and began to lower the girl onto a side table. She stumbled out of his hands, landing in a pile of crumpled parchment and puddles of ink.
"Ooof!" the creature moaned in disgust as the black liquid soaked her red clothing, her tan feet and hands were now jet black.
The pirate smirked at
Germany x Reader ~Blotches~~Blotches~Germany x Reader ~Blotches~21 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even the finest of strokes wavered off in the most unexpected of trails. It was a step off the path from acquiring perfection. Mistake after mistake. Dark dot, splitter splatter.
He had only asked once why you chose to work with ink. Not one with notable artistic qualities, he could only offer his speculations and criticism from time to time, and that was only when you asked for it. These days, the questions wavered and faded in and out of existence like the conversations you exchanged. Lively walls that once fluttered with voices muted and died along with everything else in this drab living space.
The perfection still haunted you like the orderliness of your house. He kept everything spotless, not a single speck of dust to be found even between the corners of books no longer worth reading or referencing. Some entries had been put away long ago and forgotten but never discarded, meticulously scribed like a computer database from centuries of experiences passed.
To keep every
Will I also returnI was young as spring,Will I also return16 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and held to autumn's wind
in the highest branches,
before crows hollowed them
autumn flurries return
with the scent of fallen fruit,
shelter for next spring
Avatar the Last Airbender Tg: KataraAvatar the Last Airbender Tg: Katara5 hours ago in Settings More Like This
It was midnight when Katara snuck out to practice her blood bending. Although she had many ethical issues with it, she had to admit it would come in handy. As she waited for the moon to rise a bit higher, Aang snuck outside to train his bending in preparation for the upcoming battle. He saw Katara preparing to practice her bending, so Aang went behind a nearby rock to not break her focus.
Katara began to meditate, becoming one with the nature around her as the moon filled up the night sky. She was ready. Before they had left the old woman’s house, Katara had found some of her training techniques. She began to move rhythmically, starting off easily as she made a few squirrels copy her moves. She slowly increased the complexity of her moves until the squirrels and a local bear were recreating a tea party before fighting each other. Katara released her hold as the animals ran away. She breathed in, preparing to go up another level of practice.
Aang meanwhile was practicing silent be
Care PackageTo wish you happy birthday, friendCare Package22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stuffed an envelope to send
With in-jokes, hugs, a kiss or two,
The things that I adore in you.
The songs we share and sing aloud,
The compliments that made me proud,
The times you’ve made me laugh and cry,
The way the hours with you sail by,
The conversations late at night,
The wonders that we jointly write
In escalating inspiration
And joy in our collaboration…
Adventures that we daydream of,
Understanding, trust, and love.
Alas, but I was doomed to fail —
It simply got too large to mail!
Different (Kanato X Reader) ~Chapter 1~Different (Kanato X Reader) ~Chapter 1~1 day ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Name) woke up hours after she passed out, opening her eyes and seeing unfamiliar surroundings. Different room, different ceiling, different bed, different everything. Was she even in the same creepy house she was in before? All she remembered was the face of that boy she saw before she blacked out. What was his name again... Kanato?
"She's finally awake, Teddy," Kanato said, once again standing over her. (Name) yelped and jumped up in shock, scrambling to the edge of the bed. The same creepily excited smile was still plastered onto him face, and he talked as if watching her was amusing. "She's still frightened, isn't she, Teddy?"
(Name) tried to calm her nerves, but she felt uncomfortable with this strange boy leaning close to her. Did he know what 'personal space' was? "E-Excuse me... But where exactly am I?" She winced at the slight jolt of pain running inside of her neck but repressed it in order to keep a straight face. "Is this the same house I was in before?"
"Of course you are,
Remorse [England x Reader]Remorse [England x Reader]3 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Remorse [England x Reader]
Porcelain pieces were on the floor, the painful sound still echoing against the wall. Both pair of eyes stared at it, tears falling from them. It hurt, it was like they were connected to the porcelain figure and felt the impact of the expensive and elegant material to the floor. Shattered pieces were everywhere, and with those, the memories of the important person who gave it to Arthur.
"Ah..." [Y/N] brought a hand to her mouth, staring to the broken figure on the floor. "I am so sorry!"
Arthur was inhaling deeply from his mouth, breath getting faster and faster while more tears fell from his eyes. "Wh...What...have...you...done?" Arthur chocked out, hands balling into fists. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? That was my mom´s last give she gave me before..." Arthur exhaled sharply, face getting pale. "before she died...!" he fell down to his knees.
"I am so truly sorry, Arthur!" she knelt right besides
recorded by a soul swallowed by scoured cathedralsthe lights were always downrecorded by a soul swallowed by scoured cathedrals7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
no signal in drugchoked air, we shatter
furious highs, we shatter
piano strings by a stage of electric
loving carelessly was not
a passive decision
the lights were always down
tear miserable hair in
manic-fuelled ecstasy / ecstasy-fuelled mania
panic in bloodied dancing shoes
the lights were always down
stagger to the deadboys with marijuana
the star kissers bid goodbye
cynicism is a dancing girl
she laughs too much
and it doesn't reach her eyes
the lights were always down
driftwood is a shitty lifeboat, turns out
cinematic vista spirals into closeclosecloseness--
kaleidoscope and cocaine, but
if you were a bad habit
you'd be cigarettes and cities, quiet deaths
the lights were always down
i lie down at the shrine worshipped
by infidels and the nightmarish
we would be window silhouettes
if only we had windows, but we lie
in fields and bitten lips
the lights were always down
we are underworld royalty
androgynous i flatlin
Julia's Jelly Belly Part 6.Still trying to remain calm from the incident with her jeans, Julia sat behind the restaurant table while the waiter walked over to give them the bill. “Have you ladies enjoyed everything so far?” The blonde boy asked, with a smile at both of them. “YES, Your pasta salads are the BOMB” Said Megan with a lean towards the waiter that almost certainly gave him a better view of her ample cleavage, allowing a few crumbs to fall from her hand into it as she wiped her mouth, as Julia smiled and rolled her eyes. “In that case I’ll give you your… check, ah here it is” Said the boy, with every ounce of his willpower devoted to not stealing a glance at the smiling blonde’s exposed rack. “That’d be great, thank you!” Julia said while shaking her head and laughing to herself, sparing the poor boy the awkwardness by giving him something else to turn his attention to. After paying their bill, Megan and Julia got up, and walked baJulia's Jelly Belly Part 6.16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[libero] (Nishinoya Yuu x Reader)[libero] (Nishinoya Yuu x Reader)19 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's decided." Daichi announces after one practice. "Me and Michimiya want a practice match- it'll be this Friday, so rest up! Now- we'll do stretches before we start to pack up."
"Yes!" 11 voices ring and echo around the court.
"Do you know about that new first year?" Tanaka asks as he picks up volleyballs with Noya. "They're calling her the Guardian Angel of Karasuno. Apparently she's a high caliber libero!"
Noya's about to answer when Daichi adds in his own words. "Yeah." The volleyball captain says thoughtfully. "Michimiya was going on and on about an extremely talented first year. Apparently she saved lots of balls during the Inter-High preliminaries."
"Ah, really?!" Tanaka asks Daichi enthusiastically. "That's cool! Noya, looks like you have competiti-"
"How tall is she?" Noya asks quietly, looking his captain straight in the eye.
"Her height?" Daichi looks taken aback by his unorthodox question. "Michimiya said something about her being abnormally short. She's only 158 cm tall.
DemiseDemise14 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
The story of Steve, Notch, and Herobrine may be well known to the people of
Minecraftia, for it was a legend told for a long time, but like all legends, it had some
secrets and twists.
But no one knew the real story of Them.
One day, a Minecraftian who was a researcher found a scraps of old leather tied with strings.
It had faint carvings among the rough surface of the cow skin.
The carvings were alphabets of the Old Language.
The diary was related to what the researcher was looking for.
It was the diary of Herobrine.
The diary included the real story of the Three.
But the pages were slightly distorted and demented.
But the researcher still tried his best to recover it.
So the story was recovered, but it was still not whole.
It was still the story that was closest to the truth.
The story goes on like this.
Open Seasonthe pines resonate such lush peace-Open Season11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
only to be splintered
away at the crack of man made death.
the trees shun me when i ask for help.
i feel life ooze into the leaves and dirt
beneath my broken self.
like a whickless candle
my flame burns away
at my own flesh
Capitol City || Chapter 2Penelope stood dignified with her arms crossed, hair swept up and contained. She favoured a more casual attire but her fire remained. Stepping down from her throne via a long set of steps she approached her son.Capitol City || Chapter 212 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Three times this week alone. Three times, Gabriel Akil!"
She scolded. Though her son stood taller than she, no one messed with the queen unless they wished for a verbal lashing.
"Actually four, if you count the barber's shop window."
Gabriel assumed a semi-reverent posture at the foot of the staircase. Sometimes, he could get his mother to crack a smile when she was supposedly mad at him. But today didn't seem like one of those days. He eyed the empty throne to his mother's left with relief. His dad rarely raised his voice as much as Pen, but even still... Gabriel had begun to feel a little awkward around his dad lately.
"Gabriel, I'm serious. You're becoming a man and you need to start treating your situation accordingly. Marking of campaign signs and the walls of