Bullied On Our Friendly Website DABullied On Our Friendly Website DA9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
There was once a two authors on a website that wanted to let their opinion out.
But a famous author set to put them out.
She took the flame of these little author’s hearts making them burn from blue to red.
And here’s what she said,
“Your little fire shall extinguished because I want you to get the Fuck Out!”
The tiny authors wept and cried.
Wondering was it because they picked a side.
Maybe if they had gone with the flow of everyone else
they wouldn't have suffered being a different self?
The small male author thought it was too much to handle and left.
But the dainty female author stayed behind. However
The light within her grew dimmer and dimmer.
And its glow became barely a shimmer.
Her originality became to be like everything else she owned: plastic.
She wasn't real anymore; just another author following the trends.
All hope was lost.
No one to come save her.
Sadness reigned within her,
making her shallow and pale as Frost.
bound in retrospectpart i.bound in retrospect1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
about wreckage and dreaming,
about nights wept weary,
and how city limits
compress to claim you
when you run.
away early mo(u)rning
and choosing dark over light;
how eventually i stopped
wishing upon stars
what’s the point.
there is no true way
for someone this self-conscious
to let loose streams of
but i'm trying.
you are an immersion
racing down my spine,
along vertebrae as if
they belong to you
but they shouldn’t,
you are long-limbed eyelashes,
a study in faux-reluctance.
you are a cage
i never could penetrate
although you never had much trouble
ignoring my reluctance;
penetration became a game
i never won.
this was never a love story,
but add enough adjective
and i guess it can be
whatever you want it to be.
warped to your ideal,
turn me to my better angle
and hide the flaws;
hide the fa
Dark woods and Red hoods Rough draft.Dark woods and Red hoods Rough draft.13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The whistle of the winds traversing the everfree a common untamed sound of that can send a chill down the mightiest stallions spine. The wailing of the broken winds also had a habit of alerting the dangers of the forest to those who would dare look past its fear and traverse it. Yet for others the sound was just the empty reminder of loneliness they had to face every day, Though the wail today would bring on other such feelings for one lost soul of moss,wood and flower. Today the forest was alerted to just a small filly entering its forsaken hollows, on its way to visit a dear friend with a basket of goodies having missed her so.
The little filly was none-the wiser that she had attracted the attention of anything just yet, let alone how it thought about her. How the stone heart of the beast pulsed a bit at the sight of her crimson hood, with its little adorable patch of river watch and a golden pony on the side. Its breath was stolen when her hood fell from her head reveali
ImmuneYour poisonous wordsImmune12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ones you throw at me
Useless they are
You can't hurt me
You can't break me
It's beyond your power
I Love Scotty Brows! - Scotland x ReaderI Love Scotty Brows! - Scotland x Reader17 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Somehow you managed to survive Germany and Prussia's intense training. It was a miracle that you even made it out alive! Your day consisted of nothing but aches, pain, sweat, and tears
and being terrorized by Germany.
"I finally understand how Italy feels now," you groaned. "I shall never laugh at Italy's pain ever again!"
Unfortunately you forgot to bring your car and decided to be fit and walk from your house to Germany's. Your whole body was screaming in pain and all you needed right now was some place to just collapse and sleep. Eventually, you limped your way to a nearby park. You made one final dash towards the nearest bench and threw yourself on it.
"Ahhhh~" You sighed in relief. "This feels like heaven."
You had no energy to do anything right now. All you wanted was to take a nice long rest on your bed, but that was too far of a walk so this bench will suffice. You shielded your eyes from the sun's rays with an arm while slowly dozing off into
V o i c e sV o i c e s5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
These whispers in my head,
trying to push me to the end.
All I want is to go home,
but then I remember,
I've always been alone.
Papa!EnglandxMama!Reader - I Saw Mommy... (Xmas)Papa!EnglandxMama!Reader - I Saw Mommy... (Xmas)7 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sitting on the couch, you eagerly await the return of your husband, hoping to hear some good news from him. He's been out everywhere trying to find a Santa costume. With it being three days to Christmas, though, your chances are looking rather slim.
This year, Alfred decided he is determined to see Santa Claus one way or another, even if it means staying up all night. You're sure he won't last the night, of course, what with him being far too young to be able to stay up that long, but he's decided sleeping downstairs is the next best thing.
He's convinced Matthew to join him in his little escapades but your more timid son isn't eager to CATCH Santa like Alfred is.
"If we catch him, that'll mean he'll have to give us all of the presents so we can let him go," Alfred explains to Matthew as he draws out a plan for his Santa trap on a piece of paper.
"If you do that, Alfred, he might not give you anything, you know," you tell him, peering at them as you keep an eye out for Arthur's car. "H
Ying Joins the Halloween Party! It had only been a few minutes after Ying had arrived at Elise's house for the Halloween party, as she was already in the kitchen devouring the large bag of candy she had acquired from trick or treating. Everyone else were playing games when she arrived. Apparently they had set up a smash tournament and she would have to wait until someone lost before it was her turn. Not that she gave much mind to waiting, her candy was calling to be eaten anyway.Ying Joins the Halloween Party!6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So this IS where you came to." Said Elise as she entered the kitchen from behind Ying.
Ying's ears perked up, skunk ears that was, as she froze in place as though she was caught stealing. She slowly reared her head around to Elise, who she had yet to really meet. Once their eyes met, Ying quit her silly act and smiled.
"Heh, I was hungry." Ying shrugged.
"Hehe I'm not going to scold you for that." Said Elise cheerfully before she gave her belly a pat. "I already
track two1. when you write a bunch of poems about kissingtrack two21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a girl who giggles a lot and tells you she loves you,
it’s hard to find the right words to describe how
gently her boyfriend holds her when the sun goes down.
2. i don’t know how to convince you
that i’m the right choice, that i’m the right fit,
that i’m the end game and the curtain-closure,
when i don’t even know how to convince
you that i am not a drunken mistake.
3. this is for all the girls who are in love with
a girl who doesn’t know what she wants or knows
what she wants and doesn’t want you anywhere
but at the back of her closet—
4. congratulations, it took me
years to become proud of who i am and only
a day of no eye contact to make me feel
worthless. i wish you wouldn’t regret me but
i know you’ve spent your whole life hearing
that your closet is a castle and prince charming
is coming to rescue you
5. if i were a boy and i wrote this poem,
then i would hate how bi
Grub Meenah x ReaderGrub Meenah x Reader21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a splash when you entered the bathroom. Some grub was happy to see you again. Meenah had been playing in the water most of the morning. When she was first placed there she didn’t care to do anything. Then she began to swim around. In with her was an octopus toy and a plastic shark.
“I’m surprised you’re happy to see me. Usually you don’t like me,” you crossed your arms. The fuchsia wiggler pouted. You picked her up and put her in a towel. “Are you hungry, maybe?”
A smirk appeared on her lips and she squeaked. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
In the kitchen you held a fork that was shaped like her favorite rubber trident. It was always hard to find something for Meenah to eat. She was a picky one. To start her off you had put some cheerios on the table in front of her. A squeak made you turn around and a cheerio hit you in the face. What sounded like a laugh came from the small one. You frowned at her behavior.
I Am Enderlox: Chapter 11So...After that, everything kinda went blank, and the events before blurred a bit. I think they gave me anesthesia? I don't know. I don't even remember a needle, being brought into an operating room, or even being dragged down the hall. All I know is that I woke up in a white clean smelling crate with my wings in a weird position. They were sorta held open. I guess? They were open just enough to let the sinews not be folded up like when I folded my wings up.There were a lot of stitches as well. And bandages. Lots of bandages. They weren't just on my wings, they were on my arms, face, around my middle, my neck...I was a godd*mn mummy! I also had an IV stuck in my arm and it was dripping a liquid that made me sleepy and relaxed. Sedatives and morphine? I'm not sure. Oh. And I forgot to mention the F*CKING CONE AROUND MY NECK.I Am Enderlox: Chapter 1117 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Anyway, when I woke up, I looked around to the best of my abilities. I was sore all over and the bandages didn't allow a lot of movement. Oh. And neither did the dr
-|| A l 0 N E"P-pleaase..." Kodan whimpered again, trying his best to scramble further away.-|| A l 0 N E10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I don't.. W.. - You're scaring me.." He closed his eyes tightly again and let out another whimper as he felt two strong hands grab him by the shoulders.
Next thing he knew his back hit the mattress of the bed and he felt another position himself on top of him, getting his arms stuck under his legs.
“Now...” He heard a low growl and warm, fast breathing hit his face, meaning their faces must have only been about an inch or two away from each other.
“Fucking tell me...” Kodan struggled and squirmed all he could to find a way out, but it was no use. He stood no chance. All he could do was lay still and prepare himself for what he assumed would be the worst.
“WHY?!” He heard, the sudden raise in volume of his voice painful to his ears. He let out another whimper and turned his head to the side.
“Why the fuck did you do that!?” The other male lowered his vo
january, the last moonbase of 2014The fatigue-factoriesjanuary, the last moonbase of 201413 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the holidays,
into light, casual clouds.
It's two weeks of middling sleep,
a lucidity in calm.
I'll read Kushner and Heany,
rest like the pigeon guards
snoozing in the peaceful night
when morning, their branch-goblet
capturing the arctic infinity
of moisture above.
The moon, shining,
Loki x Reader |Understanding|Loki x Reader |Understanding|3 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Loki was not a happy person.
Currently, and generally, speaking. Mostly because he was currently stuck under the watchful eye of both SHIELD and Thor. Thanks to his past antics, he was forced to deal with reconditioning into a “good guy”, and to do that required training and assistance from SHIELD personnel. ...And Thor.
And the personnel he had to deal with was nothing short of a woman. You. (Name) (Last Name). A level six SHIELD agent with more experience under your belt than Romanoff and Barton combined. Though all your past life stories could never have prepared you for this; Babysitting Loki.
“I still don’t understand why we’re stuck on the same floor.” You grumbled as you sat next to Loki, Tony leaning on the counter across from you both with a smug look on his face.
“Believe it or not, I don’t run a hotel here. The Tower’s not here just to give ten freaks of nature a place to hang out and blow stuff up. As well as drink my li
Daddy!Makoto x Mommy!Reader- FighterDaddy!Makoto x Mommy!Reader- Fighter12 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"M-mako... She's beautiful."
You were staring at your little baby girl wrapped up in pink blankets. You had just given birth to her... And she was undoubtedly gorgeous. She had a tuft of (h/c) hair on the top of her head and when she opened her eyes... You could see the most stunning emerald orbs you've ever seen. She was small, but she was a fighter. You had given birth to her prematurely, which was why she was in an incubator.
How desperately you wanted to touch her, hold her, feel her... However, you weren't allowed to since she was so tiny and fragile. You just wanted to hold your little baby... She was the world to you.
Makoto comforted you when the doctor took her away. You sobbed and sobbed, crying out for her. You didn't know why, at first, they were taking away your newborn child. You were so lost and confused; it was like you didn't know anything anymore. Makoto, thankfully, was your light in the darkness and he helped you and made you feel better.
Five days after you
Playing the Innocent (a tickle story)Please Note: This is my first story on dA, and it also contains tickling and bondage so if you don't like that sort of thing, please don't read it. Thank you!Playing the Innocent (a tickle story)16 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Playing the Innocent
Her muffled, melodic laughter could just be heard as I stepped through the doorway.
Before me I saw a gorgeous blonde lying on the bed at the far end of the room, thrashing her head, pulling at her wrist restraints at the headboard and trying to kick her legs to break free of her ankle restraints.
I saw my colleague, Jamie, tickling her upper body quite frantically, and I saw him flitting his fingers around the girl's belly button, then he glided up her stomach and then he parted his hands to tickle both of her sides, and she was writhing ferociously.
I smiled and walked towards her, and she briefly turned her head as she heard my footsteps on the cold, concrete floor, but she quickly turned away again to resume her struggle.
I walked over to her bedside by her head and l
Why I don't celebrate ChristmasGrandma died when I was 18 years old, on Christmas day. I never really got to know her well, since the family had pretty much kept their distance from her due to her 'weird religion.' I grew up un-churched, as they say, and never had any interest in religion of any kind. Today, however, I practice the same religion as grandma did. Let me explain to you how that happened, and why I no longer celebrate Christmas.Why I don't celebrate Christmas13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
When grandma died it was determined that the house and all its contents would be auctioned off. She lived in a humble little bungalow, not unlike the others on her street. Nothing she owned was of any value to the family, and I got the dubious assignment of going through her personal items to determine what might be sold, and what should be thrown away. Needless to say the last thing that I wanted to do was to go through an old lady's things, grandma or not. But, as I wasn't given a choice in the matter, I soon got to work. A
Disappearances and CeremoniesDisappearances and Ceremonies6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The white tabby Leader lifted her head slowly, with her due date very close now she was feeling more exhausted than ever. She was physically drained with the pregnancy and emotionally drained over her preparation to loose another life in the Kitting, so what she really didn't need now was some disaster that meant she had to come running.
"Mama, what is it?" The little gray Kit, Snowkit stirred beside her, looking up at Badgerstreak with wide eyes.
"I went to go and get Bridgepaw for the Dawn Patrol but he was gone" the tom declared, "both him and his brother."
Sighing, Talonstar got to her paws, this was something that required her attention.
"Snowkit I want you to stay here okay, I'll be back in a moment," she reached down to lick the Kit's head, covering her with moss before she went, in the hope that it would help keep her warm.
"Cats of Highclan" she called out from the Flatrock right outside the entrance to h
in these bonesi. a coward's choicein these bones11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
an eternity of cowardice and curses and forgetting
how to feel. almost a century ago (all pass
by in the bat of an eyelid) i became
a corpse and it's not
pretty it's not nice it's not
know that it was to help me survive,
'cause we were a battlefield, blood-stained.
but these days, i am damned. these days
i am ashamed i was never
a fighter, i knew only murder and i murdered
my own heart so no one would ever
be able to hurt me.
still moving my lips in a rhythm not there,
ii. learning how to breathe
and i lived five hundred lifes without
opening my eyes. there is a comfort in darkness.
modern age, conquered;
i cannot let
these planes trick me into believing in stars
i was born dreaming skywards) -
but i sing a song i don't know and i still
don't speak to cassiopeia, knowing
andromeda's anger in my bones.
and i fought in silence and i fought
with weapons dreamt of
and i breathe.
this cage is empty but i didn'
DotW RP: Parting WordsDotW RP: Parting Words9 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Tazihound said the following:
Faust stood behind the blonde wolf, his eyes gazing at the snow between his toes, pain burning his face. He had been dreading this moment, avoiding it, but he couldn’t any longer. Likely his uncle had already heard rumors that Faust was leaving, and they were true. He was leaving, and he didn’t know when he’d be back. But how did he tell Silvanus that? He was his uncle by blood, but to Faust he was a father. While the whole pack worked to raise Faust and shape him into the wolf he was today, his bond with SIlvanus was different, deeper. Silvanus had showed him love and affection, when no other Havir wolf would.
Perhaps this was harder because he didn’t know how SIlvanus would react. Faust knew Hera and Saurugol would be angry with his journey, but he could be sure what kind of response he’d garner from Silvanus.
He took a hesitant step forward, bringing his head up. “I n
On the run - Chapter 3 (Steve x Reader)On the run - Chapter 3 (Steve x Reader)19 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
On the run - Chapter 3
You were going through your things quickly. The agents would probably be here within minutes, but if you were going on the run there were certain things you needed. You put the gun you kept at home in the back of your pants and stuffed everything you needed in the bag you had taken from Maria’s office, along with the files she told you to look at.
As you walked back into your living room, Steve just pulled your ex-boyfriend’s shirt over his head. You stared at his muscles, swallowing hard, until Steve had put on the vest and was walking towards you.
‘Thanks for the clothes…’ Steve said.
‘Don’t worry about it,’ you smiled. ‘My ex never picked them up after we broke up. It’s a coincidence that they fit you. Would you like something to drink before we go?’
Steve shook his head. ‘There is no we, [Name]. I have to do this by myself.’
‘What are you tal