I Lied"I lied," sheI Lied6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
"I was never
UntitledBeauty shows and lets you keep itUntitled7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it grows in its likeness and your likeness
Which pleases you greatly
But there are lessons you forget
Until it is long and one is invested
That the language you speak is nothing
That their eyes are cold and empty
Ideas polar opposite and foreign
So that one can only speculate
And fear what comes after goodbye
Which seems more and more an eventuality
And there is sorrow here
That all the love you gave
Compared to the mind of the one
Who cannot answer back
Cannot respect what you feel
Or not caring
They Said Prayers Would HelpYour wordsThey Said Prayers Would Help5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
crawled down my throat
and made a home
in my heart.
my entire body...
is spreading to
my unadulterated brain
and violating every limb.
I want to cut them out
and throw them against
the filthy wall
but I'm afraid
of the gore.
2P!AxisxCat!Reader: Relationships (2/4)2P!AxisxCat!Reader: Relationships (2/4)10 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Part 2: Lutz
Lutz had taken you into his room, which was quite the mess you might add and set you down on the bed. The bed sheets were much more comfortable than a lot of things you have laid on, and it reminded you of when you previous had a home. You curled up on the plush blankets and meowed happily, looking up at the tall German.
"(Name)... well don't worry, I won't let those two hurt you," Lutz said with a little smile while he stroked your head softly with a large hand. "I think cats are great."
You meowed and looked around the room a little, evaluating your possible new home. Lutz smiled and got up into the bed, setting you on his chest, where you curled up.
"You probably need a bath, and some food... maybe I'll get some toys..." Lutz said while still petting you. "I haven't had a cat since I was a kinder. I've forgotten how much I love you guys since Kuro and Luci don't like cats..." he stuck out his tongue.
act.because we aren't hereact.15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
to recount current events
internalize celebrity gossip
and be sick
as the monsters
we see daily
it's all about
and I catch glimpses
in graffiti dripping down bridges
and I hear it whisper
and I feel it
bouncing off the bodies
and I witness
in the voices
and it takes me there
but I fall back down
to politicians' promises
and the shine of consumerism
and the flashes of flesh
we call advertisement
and the culture
that promises me
that a tight shirt
is an invitation
and that a young black man
is a thug
and that a young white man
is still a boy
and that one couple's love
and one is up for debate
and that immigrants
are numbers and not people
but there is hope
it is in the streets
shouting "we can't breathe"
and it is behind computer screens
exposing and educating
and it is new parents
telling the next generation of boys
that the ne
Fate. Steve x ReaderFate. Steve x Reader1 day ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING: One curse word, but I know you lot are not that innocent.
Another ordinary day for (Name) to do laundry. It would be an ordinary day for (Name) to do laundry if she her own washing machine. Alas, she does not have one, rather it was broken the following day she just bought it. Her only way to get clean clothing is to drop by the local laundromat.
She cringed at the thought. That was why she bought a machine in the first place.
It's not like it's the worst place to get your laundry done. The place can be the next bloody battle over the next dryer by just a deadly gaze at each other once that timer ring. Oh, don't get me wrong, only in some days the laundromat seems figuratively deadly.
There was really no bloodbath involve, just in the imagination of (Name) and fellow fidgety washers.
On most days, the place is peaceful. Most of the washers are either their noses buried in their books
apprehension and inadequacyi almost cut my hair, saturday.apprehension and inadequacy6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but for some reason,
i just didn't.
i almost told my dad
that artistic freedom
isn't the only thing
he left (with me).
but for some reason,
i decided against it.
i almost messaged you tonight,
but it's been a long time since i have.
so, i decided i shouldn't.
(may as well make it longer.)
i almost named you
in this poem,
but i think maybe
that would be a bad idea.
I KnowwhatI Know6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pain is a steel knife,
words that cut across the skin,
by whoever it was addressed to,
a body, once living,
a heart, once beating,
the lonely nights
haunted by an absence of stars
or by a multitude of them,
glaring down below,
a sunrise that came
two eyes that disappeared
the way he once laughed,
a glow of a memory now
his impassive face,
his deep, bottomless
eyes, gray and haunted
something I could never
something I could never
something that is
I don’t know
Pain is hated by
left in the streets,
Pain is the words
“I don’t like you,”
pain is the words
“I hate you.”
Pain is the air
the air that I choke on,
the air that paralyzes me
it’s these very words,
this very poem,
Hey KatyHey KatyHey Katy12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sorry we haven't communicated lately
I still love you baby
I hope you know
I think you are beautiful
I understand if your a little mad
But you know ill just giggle and laugh
Giving you a kiss on your head
Booping your cheeks, stroking your long hair
It all makes you laugh and blush
Are you still my baby?
Still called Metal's beautiful Demon Katy?
I hope so
It would hurt me to lose
My lovely baby girl
You, my baby
Are the fire in my writing
The passion that is igniting
The one that gives me reasons for fighting
Quick to strike for you like lightning
Ill bow to you as I drop the roses in bindings
Only if you choose
To say I love you
And one more thing
Say "I am beautiful."
Katy, please choose to say
Starless NightYou were my star that in the dark glowsStarless Night17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
And my ocean that calmy flows
I chose you, trusted you out of a few
I was always there, only for you.
And now going through our memories
That is what I always do
'Cause that's all what you've left me
Just memories of you.
Sara and the Lost Swann - ConclusionAfter hours of fruitless struggles I think I must have dozed off, because when I next opened my eyes the sun was beginning to set, and its dying light was filtering in through the half drawn curtains. During my earlier wriggles I’d thought of perhaps trying to reach them and call for help, but then I realised that the window faced out the back of the house. Beside, with me tied up against Rachel like this, how would I even reach it?Sara and the Lost Swann - Conclusion8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I looked at my friend, her face held mere centimetres away from mine. She was asleep too. Amazing how being fighting against ropes and duct tape can absolutely tire you out. We’d spent so long fighting against our bonds with no success. The chafing around my wrists, arms and feet were testament to how hard we’d been struggling. As indeed was my body temperature. Being held this close to my best friend, in conjunction with the warm summer heat, meant I was roasting hot and dripping with sweat.
I murmured through my
to write to winter's endi. you are snow, the frost & everythingto write to winter's end11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
that can bring untold fragile beauty to
the world you watch from your window, or
reduce it to slivers.
(it's your sharp wit, your razor words,
that will always be a weapon of choice.
don't lose them, for all the damage you
cause with them cannot hold a candle to
what would happen if you didn't anymore)
ii. to write to a ghost, cold & harsh with
her heart of winter, is an adventure in itself.
to mold words that rival frozen rivers &
fresh snows, without changing the landscape.
(i am a summer girl, born in the heart of
a dessert and molded by the harsh sun &
heavy rains. i do not know how to be calm,
collected, or anything by a whirlwind, a
natural distaster that in neither controlled
nor on a warpath. sometimes, i wish i was
more like you, able to distance yourself
without a thought, without a care-
& then, i realized you couldn't do that
any better than me, & it turns out you're
not made of winter glass like you thought)
iii. this poem may not fi
Little SheepI was once a little sheep that became wolf and now I just only want to be a little sheep once more.Little Sheep15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
How I see girls in terms of beauty (Not Douchey)How I see girls in terms of beauty (Not Douchey)9 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Before I say anything, I want to say that this will be in no means a discrimination against women, Races or nationalities, I will merely be putting up my opinions of each little things. I'm not to worried about saying something offensive, since quite honestly I think all different types of things are beautiful, and this is meant to be a confidence BOOST for all you lovely ladies out there.
I Really just want to take the time and ask you girls to sit down and listen to what I have to say, I'm not trying to win anyones affection by writing this. I just want to let you guys know how truly beautiful you are, and I'm not saying this as a lie.
You poor girls come into this world, and from the moment you take your very first steps...people are already expecting things of you. You're constantly being judged by everyone, being picked apart for every little flaw or mistake you have. But flaws are what makes you perfect, at least to me.
You're thrown into this
Flower Crowns (Groot x Child! Reader)Flower Crowns (Groot x Child! Reader)Flower Crowns (Groot x Child! Reader)10 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Within the quiet halls of the Milano, you sat on your messy, somewhat dingy cot, humming away and lacing together the last of the thin, green fibers together to finish your organic tiara.
“And done!” You cheered, placing the multi-colored circlet on your head. You marveled at the blossoms that you collected throughout your travels; neon blues, speckled yellows, blushing reds, and swirling whites trailed along the lush circlet. If you hadn’t accidently stowed away on their ship (and get sparred any punishment), you would have never come across such beautiful flowers. You became a bit distracted as you danced around the otherwise bland space you called a room, proud of your creation, as an unexpected visitor went to inspect the squealing that echoed in the foyer.
“I am Groot.” You turned around to find the tall, walking house plant looking into the chamber, with a slightly confused look on his face.
Terrible Misunderstandings - Levi x Reader - AU 2Terrible Misunderstandings - Levi x Reader - AU 21 day ago in Drama More Like This
You don't have to, but I think I'd be awesome if you listened to this while reading~ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBg_CEwEhyM
"(Name), wait!" Levi screamed, as I stormed outside the building, obviously not wanting to hear another bitter word form his mouth. He grabbed my arm, and I froze, trembling, my mouth formed in a tight line, quivering, as I looked on the ground, my eyes hidden by my bangs. Levi sighed, and I could tell he was out of breath form how uneven his breathing was. "Please, listen to me." He begged, and I stayed silent, letting tears fall down my eyes, Levi's hand slightly shaking. "You've got five minutes." I said, my voice shakier and I had wanted it to turn out.
Levi nodded, and I turned around, and he froze when he saw me crying, but I didn't look up, not into those eyes.
"I'm truly sorry, I really am. When you left me, I knew I had made a mistake. I felt as if I'd never see you again, get the chance to apologize to you, that I've really messed up. So, I star
Cop!Aomine x Reader (Request)"Are you serious right now?" The girl asked with a baffled face.Cop!Aomine x Reader (Request)8 hours ago in Humor More Like This
"It's the law ma'm." The tall, tanned man answered seriously as he pulled out a pen and paper. Writing down something on the notepad, he tore the page and put it on the girl's car.
"Daiki I am your girlfriend! Aren't you supposed to bale me out of stuff?! And why are you calling me ma'm?!" (Name) yelled at her boyfriend for giving her a parking ticket for the third time since they got together. She thought having a cop as her boyfriend was going to be great. He could bale her out when she does something illegal.
It was the exact fucking opposite.
"I'm sorry ma'm, but I can't do anything else then to give you a ticket." Aomine kept a calm face as he watched his girlfriend having a hissy fit on the parking lot of the mall.
"THIS IS NOT FUCKING FAIR!"
The people that were left in the parking lot stared at the girl questioningly.
"Ma'm please keep your voice down." Aomine put away his pen and paper.
"I am not going to just se
Feelings (LeviXReader)(General warning about language, as always. I mean, it’s Levi, what’d you expect?)Feelings (LeviXReader)16 hours ago in Romance More Like This
You cringed as the sound of oversized nails scraping along tree bark echoed in your ears. Scooting your back further into the trunk of the tree, you pulled your knees in and glanced below the high, thick branch you were currently perched upon. A small horde of titans that had been growing in size for the past few hours were gathered around your tree, making feeble attempts to reach you.
Well, you and the other person stuck here as well. And it just had to be him.
Pulling your scouting cloak closer to your body, you nervously asked your annoyed looking corporal a question that had been nagging at you.
“The titans can’t climb, right Levi?” He shot a glare at your sitting form at the use of his name instead of ‘sir’, but answered nonetheless.
“Tch. Considering the fact that they’re dumb as fuck, I’d say we
Understand.I can understand now.Understand.7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
That Hell I lived,
I didn't know it then,
And now that I know -
It haunts me, dearly...
But I was only a child,
A slow one in fact,
So how could I have known?
She left me, but I learned.
I was given no teacher,
But that hellish childhood
Did teach me something:
To and how to understand.
Tomorrow morningTomorrow morningTomorrow morning19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the ceiling
like a chandelier
in some motel
in the desert.
The Heart's Cagethe heart is its own cageThe Heart's Cage13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
wanting to breath freely
the soul may fill up with rage
this cage may be air tight
but it will soon open
spreading wings of peace
all it takes is one ray of hope
to seep through one ray of light
every step is a meandering stage
those bullet holes can sometimes
cut you deep through the bone
causing some tattered edges
of puffy pain filled eyes
leaving continuing scars
and a face revealing the pain
which wasn't there before
a tear or two may fall
opening your eyes answering
those questions in thought
causing doubt but never asked
the truth may be a bit messy
but it will always set you free
yet no heart is made of stone
each one is so very different
in its own special way
don't dare overlook the qualities
this cage will sometimes hide
Child!Ciel x Child!Reader - blue glowChild!Ciel x Child!Reader - blue glow10 hours ago in Drama More Like This
London Bridge played in the distance, barely heard. It was either that of a child’s voice or the wind carrying the eerie tune.
_________ was only aged three years, playing in the street, alone, nobody but her. She giggled to herself. Her curls bounced as she pranced around, oblivious to her surroundings. Suddenly there was a man riding a white horse. The man's identity is forever unknown.
This horse, gaining power and strength as it galloped faster and faster, carried the man over __________. It struck her on her right side with its right forefoot. It went by so fast, _________ didn't remember a thing. Only a trail of a glowing blue following the mount.
She landed roughly on the gravel. Her scream was truly a piercing one. It was heard from her family's manor. Her mother, *Angelica, came rushing out.
"(full name)! What are you doing out here all alone?!"
Angelica scooped her daughter up and stormed into the mansion. Running up the stairs, she tries to reach _________'s bedr
DB Prelude: Samus vs. Master ChiefDB Prelude: Samus vs. Master Chief1 day ago in Profiles More Like This
Z: In the distant future, humanity struggles to survive when faced with an alien threat. But even in a future as bleak as this, there is still hope...
Magus: In the form of armored, gun-toting cyber-badasses!
Z: For instance, Samus, the Hunter...
Magus: Or Master Chief, the Reclaimer.
Tessera: I am Tessera, and joining me today are Z and Magus.
Z: And it is our job to analyze their weapons, armor, and skills, to find out who would win-
Magus: Come on, do something else!! This shit before the prelude is always the same... old... thing.
(awkward silence, prompting Z and Tessera to slowly turn and face Magus)
Tessera: "If it's broken, break it 'till it's fixed," as you two are so fond of saying. This, however, is not broken. It works just fine for Wiz and Boomstick; there is no point in changing it.
(another awkward silence, then Z clears throat)
Z: ...a death battle.