You are EverythingYou are amazing.You are Everything22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are the smiling face,
That gave that kid
Better hope for this place.
You are the helping hand,
Even if you didn’t know it,
That helped everything turn out
Better than planned.
You are the voice
That helped someone
Make a vital choice.
You are the joke
That made them laugh
And gave them that stroke
Of happiness that they needed.
You are the bright eyes
That light the way,
A lantern of hope
Through the fog of lies.
You are their push towards
Their positive afterwards.
And you are far from worthless.
Are the most important person
In the world.
We are all characters
In someone else’s story.
That pivotal point,
That pushes them from misery,
And leads them to their glory.
Mom's FavoriteMy sister was always Mom’s favorite. No matter what I did, she would always praise her over me. When I would climb a tree, my sister would climb a bigger tree, when I made breakfast, she made dinner and a fantasy dessert. It’s always been a competition. Mother’s Day was coming up and I wanted to get Mom something extra special. I planned the day to a tee and decided to make Mom the greatest dinner she ever had and give her the best gift I could ever give her. I went out to Framer’s Market and bought the freshest vegetables and spices, then I went to the import store bough the most expensive bottle of red wine I could. It was a special occasion after all. Early the next morning, I started cooking. I chopped the veggies and placed them in the water. I let it simmer and boil as I seared the meat on the stove. Then I deglazed the pan with the wine and placed everything into the crock-pot and let it cook all day. While that happened, I started to carefully wrap MomMom's Favorite6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I Like Being WeirdWhether I’m laughing in awkward situationsI Like Being Weird2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or crying when everybody else smiles
I go from wanting to stay in bed forever
To wanting to run directionless for miles
Normality just feels like silent floorboards
And is something I most definitely fear
See I need to creak every once in a while
You won’t understand but I like being weird
Talking when everybody else is silent
Being deathly quiet in a maelstrom of noise
As I decide if I’ll be your friend today
But I promise that you are not just a toy
Normality just feels like empty nightscapes
And is something I most definitely fear
I need the stars to spell out my last name
Don’t try to understand me, I’m just being weird
Regressing to when I was a child again
Trying to forget how I learnt to be scared
Thinking how much I miss the simplicity
And how for this nonsense I was not prepared
But normality just feels like a life sentence
And is something I most definitely fear
At the end of this sentence comes a full s
Punk!Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader - Dance - [AU]Punk!Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader - Dance - [AU]2 days ago in Romance More Like This
With a tiered sigh, a tattooed arm worked carefully to apply false lashes right in the perfect spot on his beloved daughter's face. It wasn't strange anymore, he was used to this kind of stuff now. He was an expert at makeup, hair, costuming, and any skills needed to survive in the dance world. He didn't give two shits if someone thought what he was doing was strange or unmanly. Any person that dared question his masculinity would soon have to schedule facial reconstruction surgery after receiving a deadly blow to the face. This was his little girl, and this is what she loved. So for the sake of his beloved daughter, he'd pin up her hair and apply her lipstick. No one had to know about this little activity he did on the weekends anyways, it was just between his family and the people currently standing in the room. This was the one thing Hope begged her daddy to do with her, and Levi couldn't refuse the sweetness of his six-year-old daughter.
"Daddy, do yo
-In the endless tranquil forest,-5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hidden by the shadows beneath the leaves,
I smile; at peace with the world,
As your corpse smiles back at me...
All Hallow's EveAll Hallow's Eve4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky grew darker as the days grew longer, leading up to the day I had most been looking forward to – Halloween. For years, I had gone out trick or treating, dressed up as any fun thing I could think of. Ghosts, Vampires, Zombies… I’d done them all. But as the years went on, I stopped being “cute”. Rather, I became “too old”, and eventually some people started to call the cops. Seventeen I guess is a little old in the eyes of society, but I was still a kid! Let me have my candy and visit all the houses around!
I looked at myself in the mirror. My costume this year was a joke – nothing more than a sheet over my head with eyes cut out. I wanted to wear a more elaborate costume, but maybe if they saw this amateur costume that covered all my features, I’d get less people afraid of my age.
“I’m heading out!” I called to my parents.
“Timmy, again?” asked my mom. “We told you last year that you are jus
Decorus (Pharaoh!Levi x Reader) [Ancient Egypt!AU]Decorus (Pharaoh!Levi x Reader) [Ancient Egypt!AU]5 days ago in Romance More Like This
Decorus (Pharaoh!Levi x Dancer!Reader) [Ancient Egypt!AU]
He started his mornings with the sunrise; hair trimmed short, scented oils rubbed into alabaster skin, eyelids darkened with kohl. A fine linen kilt would be placed around trim hips, and a gold necklace would adorn his neck, inlaid with a stone of lapis-lazuli that go brilliantly with his blade-bright hues.
Nimble feet would roam the imposing grand palace, the pads of his fingertips involuntarily feeling the roughness of little bumps and tiny cracks found in the walls, eyes raking over the woven tapestries that would hang up high.
A banquet would be held this evening, and he couldn’t help but feel grateful, his lips curving into a rare smile that didn’t quite fit well with his impassive countenance. His mind was filled with thoughts of his dancer, mixed with a flurry of iridescent colors.
You had been in his mind without
21 Years OldSo I was just a child21 Years Old5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And they said that this was ‘just a phase’
That lasted 20 years
And 364 days
Tomorrow will I switch
From an adolescence damaged mess
To a mature adult
Able to cope with all of this stress?
Or will I just remain
Embedded in my concrete routine
That’s waiting to be smashed
By my sledgehammer wielding dreams
Give me the key to the door
I will turn the knob fast
Clockwise to see the future
Back again to remain in the past
So I was just a child
And they said that this was just a phase
Melatonin helped me sleep
Right through this melancholic haze
But tomorrow I will wake
From an adolescent slumber
Shake off the shackles
That have only served to encumber
My free spirit, free will
And most importantly my feel mind
With a lifetime of whispers
My voice has been difficult to find
But I’ll take the key in hand
Clear my throat as I toss it away
Smash the door from the hinges
Now you’ll listen to what I have to say
Thug!Levi x Reader - Actions - [AU]Thug!Levi x Reader - Actions - [AU]1 week ago in Romance More Like This
(Levi and Reader are 18+)
Messy locks of hair were thrown back as the dangerous man on top of you sent you over the edge of ecstasy. He was phenomenal at what he did, and it left you eager to be in this position on some other day here in the near future. It felt great like this, this feeling of contentment. Levi Ackerman, the notorious thug in your town, had a tendency to "drop by" your apartment, call it "filthy shit", proceed to clean it, and somehow he'd convince you to make love to him in return for his petty services. You assumed he came here when he needed a place to hide from cops or rival gangs, which normally would be incentive to slam the door in someone's face. However, he made you feel so damn good you nearly anticipated whenever he'd show up and invite himself in. How you allowed yourself to get involved with an ex-convict (who was still doing crimes), was beyond you. You were his social worker for god’s sake! But taking him under your wing had resulted in this dange
Todo contigo, o nada con nadieNadie puede amar como amamos nosotros, nadie sufre como sufrimos nosotros.Todo contigo, o nada con nadie3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Y es precisamente por eso, la sensación de tener todo lo tuyo, y de que tú tengas todo lo mío, lo que me provoca el miedo de sentirme aún más solo, vaciando incluso mi orgullo tan necio.
Y me gusta saber que eres mía, y que puedo buscarte para mirarte de frente; con caricias llenas de incendios; con el mar de mis pensamientos hecho un espacio infinito donde tu alma se funda con la mía.
Dicen que antes de morir ves pasar en un instante los momentos más significativos de tu vida. Intentaré alejar todos esos recuerdos, esos pensamientos, ese dulce sufrimiento, para quedarme solamente contigo, hasta ir perdiendo poco a poco nuestros frágiles corazones.
Pero… de repente… lo entiendo: es inútil, imposible.
Te veré pasar por algún rincón de la ciudad, lejos de mí, de mí vida y de mis recuerdos.
Porque vivo animado y a la vez con
Two Sentence Horror StoriesMy brother and I are joined at the hip. The flies started gathering after his death.Two Sentence Horror Stories5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
My dog came home with an arm. Great, another body to hide.
My father fell down the well. I wasn't worried until I heard sounds of crunching bones down below.
Last night, I was awakened to a child's crying. I went downstairs and stuffed a gag into her mouth.
"Your imaginary friend isn't real," When you agreed, I started to disappear.
Last night I had a dream that I murdered a woman. I was okay until I realize I was holding her head.
As I went down to the cellar, the door slammed shut. I thought it was the wind until I heard someone coming down stairs.
My students love me with all their hearts. I just wish they wouldn’t leave a mess.
I grabbed her, flung on the bed, and started removing my pants. She rose up, opened her mouth, and revealed three rows of teeth.
She wears her heart on her sleeve. But her brains are splattered all over the wall.
“There are no monsters under bed!
Beautiful - Levi x Chubby!Reader [Drabble]Beautiful - Levi x Chubby!Reader [Drabble]4 days ago in Romance More Like This
You stared at yourself in the mirror, tugging at the skin on your body as a deep frown settled itself on your features.
You never were what anyone would define as skinny, or thin. No, you had been carrying this extra weight on your body for pretty much your entire life. You didn’t have an hourglass figure, you didn’t have a petite, slim body, you were just you. And you hated it.
How many times had you tried to go on diets? Too many for you to remember. You’d do your damnedest to shed those few extra kilos, either through eating healthy or working out regularly, but each time you’d end up eating something you weren’t supposed to, forgetting that you didn’t go jogging, giving up on the whole thing and falling back to stage one. It was infuriating, but you just couldn’t seem to give yourself that bit of extra motivation that you needed.
Even at the state of self-loathing that you were at, Levi had still taken an interest in you. One that was big e
A Chance?A Chance?A Chance?2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
If noone gives you a chance for a long time,
then when you are finally given one,
most of the times, you gonna fail.
And you'll ask for a second one,
but you don't deserve it,
because out there there are many like you
still awaiting the first one.
Don't Ask For A Chance, Demand What You Need.
Writer!Levi x Reader - Lost Girl - [AU]Writer!Levi x Reader - Lost Girl - [AU] 6 days ago in Romance More Like This
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine he would have his own party. This party was solely for him and all of his new accomplishments. This was to honor the millions of books he had sold all over the world, along with celebrating these books being picked up to eventually be turned into a movie series. Beautiful people in expensive outfits drinking luxurious alcoholic beverages decorated the entire New York City loft. And for once, he wasn't the awkward poor guy with a flask in the corner, he was the guest of honor. Writers were praising him, women were attempting to flirt with him, and men begged to know the secrets to his success. People didn't know much about him besides that he was a damn good writer, and he had written three different books about a beautiful girl and her journeys after leaving some unknown place. The girl experiences all sorts of highs and lows that demonstrate her strengths and flaws, but Levi always points out how gorgeous and amazing this girl is. No one
Past Tense BluesWasesPast Tense Blues1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
So are weres;
And it's the becauses
That make them feel
That much worse.
You're Going to be Okay.It’s not your fault.You're Going to be Okay.1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s not what you deserve.
Don’t think that way,
Because one day,
This won’t matter anyways.
Keep your head held high for now,
I know it hurts,
Words can feel suffocating.
As you feel like your lungs are collapsing,
Under the weight of the pain,
In your chest.
I know it stings,
And it seems like it takes forever for the bell to ring.
As you count down the hours.
But it doesn’t matter.
When you just go home,
To sit in your room alone.
Because words unlike bruises don’t go away.
Once they are said they are here to stay.
And silence is excruciating.
But being in a crowd of violent stares,
Is no better.
So where do you go?
Is the question you’ll never know.
But don’t give up just yet!
Things will not always be like this.
Yes, today seems hopeless.
Tomorrow seems worse.
One more day of hearing another hateful word.
Might make your head explode,
And sometimes you want to drive yourself completely off the road.
Sebastian-x- ShyReader: Her Gentleman, Chess PieceSebastian-x- ShyReader: Her Gentleman, Chess Piece3 days ago in Romance More Like This
Sebastian-x- Shy Reader: Her Gentleman, Chess Piece
Lady Camilla Beatrice Riverside was a woman of divine beauty and overflowing fortune. Throughout Europe she was revered for her name and personal gifts, and all of this praise and respect was uniquely and well-earned. Having been born to a British Aristocrat family and then marrying well when she was young, the woman had made quite the reputation for herself. She was cunning and had the delicate virtues that any true lady should have, as well as a flair for authority, so she had bypassed everyone’s expectations and gone exceedingly far in terms of her social climbing and wealth.
Her husband, the right honorable Lord Mathew Riverside had died a handful of years past from tuberculosis and Lady Camilla had never remarried. She had respected her late spouse and hadn’t found the need to chain herself to another man when she was perfectly happy and freed as she was. (It was a fact tha
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.I Will Love Myself5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain fell from the storms of my eyes
and hit the cold earth of my cheeks.
Sunlight fell down my face
in gentle waves.
And blood tinted lips
smiled only slightly.
The gentle spring
that bloomed inside my chest
had begun to grow
and replace the winter
whose frost had held tightly
onto my heart.
Silence was welcome.
Tears were shed in joy.
Sunlight was here to warm
and blood to live.
This was it.
I had made it.
I know who I am.
The End of the WorldI didn't prepare for the end of the world.The End of the World4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I somehow thought that we, reclusive in a hardened bubble-shell, would survive it.
I didn't brace for impact, I didn't even consider it happening to us. Why would I?
I didn't prepare rations, bedding or bunkers.
It didn't occur to me to imagine a post-apocalyptic world in which our love wasn't enough.
I didn't see it coming. It destroyed me nonetheless.
The end of the world doesn't care for your readiness.
Fake Marriage (Clint BartonXReader)Clint BartonXReader (Sorry it is very long)Fake Marriage (Clint BartonXReader)1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Agent Barton and Agent (Last) report to Fury.” Maria Hill said over the head pieces, provided by SHEILD.
Clint and I have done a few missions together, so this must mean that we are going to be assigned a new mission. We arrived outside the office door at the same time; Clint held the door open for me to enter before him. Fury sat there with two different files on his desk; he was looking out the window.
“The files are for your mission has your name on them and it will be done together. It will take at least 3 months for you to even get the background you will need to complete this. You leave tomorrow morning. Any questions?” Fury didn’t even turn around to look at us.
“Sir this says that we are married. And I’m a house wife! No! Nope! Not doing it!” I stand up to walk out.
“Either this mission or I make you babysit Stark. Take your pick Agent.”
“You said we leave tomorrow, ri
LilahI was in Taste of China, waiting on Lilah to show up. I was pretty nervous, mildly terrified, this could go horrendously badly, or it could go moderately badly, either way, I wasn't sure I wanted to be there. Only I didn't really have a choice.Lilah19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I remember the first time I met Lilah; it was at Freshman orientation. I didn't pay much attention to her right away, I don't think she wanted anybody to notice her. They had us all gathered in a small room on the second floor of the union.
I wanna say they were talking about the code of ethics on campus, or something, I don't know, I was more distracted by the girl doing the presentation. Now that chick, I did not mind looking at for a while! Skinny enough, with tits big and firm enough to give even an ass man like me pause, and all this plus a pretty face. Just a good looking, stereotypical, hot chick is how I remember her, make-up caked on, the whole package. Eye candy for sure, and so sweet! Listening to her going on with that
Infinitepart ii.Infinite6 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I locked you in my closet,
in the recesses of my mind.
I kept you in the dark,
I kept you in the stagnant, static,
strangling air for what seemed like
years because you couldn't
remember what day looked like anymore.
(You would sit facing the wall,
scratching letters into the paint,
nails curling and cracking upward.
"I love you,
I love you,
I love you," over and over until
you would bleed from your eyes
because you couldn't
keep them open anymore.
That paint was toxic.
You fed off the fumes of dried
polymer and you were so sure that
if you tried hard enough
the words would go through
It must've taken months.
The world traveled around the sun
like you traveled around me,
hovering from a distance
so that I wouldn't burn you.
They all say that it was my
gravity that pulled you
toward me, but it was always you,
They say love is blind and I believe it.
But we didn't start out
loving each other like we do now.