Woman scornedHurt me once,Woman scorned4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
shower me with kisses.
Hurt me twice,
flowers it is.
Hurt me three times,
not so tragic,
nothing chocolate can’t fix.
Hurt me four times,
your lies are wearing thin,
but darling tell me you love me
and all is forgiven.
But dare you hurt me five times,
I will burn and I will rage!
Hurt me once and give me kisses,
Hurt me the fifth and it’s your grave.
Cause after all you loved me,
and I loved you as well.
And if we can not harmonize in this life,
let us harmonize in hell.
Awake[ Modern! Roommates AU! ]Awake4 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
[ Lavi Bookman x Reader ]
A girl who was brighter than the stars.
Lavi didn’t think he would fall for his own friend, but he did. He always thought that he would fall anyone adorable at first sight, but ______ was not the case. She had befriended him, being so nervous that she stumbled on her own words; cheeks as bright as a flame.
It wasn’t that _____ fell for Lavi or anything. She was just timid, ever since she was a child really, and it was a trait that Lavi had come to adore; even though she barely stutters now. She had grown, a young adult with stunning features and a confidence that her younger self didn’t have.
No matter how nervous she got, she managed to pull enough courage to go up to people, especially the red head, and pull them back to the ground. Even though ______ tended to scold people, no one hated her; no one that expressed it openly that is. She didn’t cross the line when pulling people off of th
JorBen JorBenJorBen5 hours ago in Romance More Like This
(this is a fan fiction of Jordan Sweeto and his friend Ben)
Jordan sat on his bed tapping his foot and holding his Yoshi, ever so looking at the clock, Jordan sighed, Ben had called him and said he was coming over to tell him something very important. Jordan couldn't bear the waiting, he got up and got on his computer, he got on Facebook and then started writing a status, 'Ben's coming over with some information, little nervous.' Jordan sighed once more and got off his laptop. Suddenly the doorbell rang, he put his Yoshi back on the ed and ran to the door and opened it, there stood Ben, he was smiling, after a few minutes of standing there in silence Ben spoke, "Can I come in?" Jordan moved out of the way to let him in as he walked in Jordan closed the door and they went to his room, "So Ben...what did you need to tell me?" Ben sighed, "Come here J
Two Bits on F.N.A.F.Hiding under the bed, holding a flash light as the orange glow around it moves the bright light around. The cowardly pony decides to get out from under the bed and turns on as many light sources as possible, before heading to his table.Two Bits on F.N.A.F.6 hours ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses More Like This
“Okay, sorry to look like a coward, but I’ve been playing a scary game called ‘Five Night’s at Freddy’s’. Let me tell you something about scares, I don’t like them too much. Horror movies aren’t my thing and a game based around horror just terrifies me even if it’s just a bunch of jump scares.
“I need to get over this game, so I’ll gladly talk about the three games. Yes I played the three games and I regret that choice one hundred percent. Yet as I played the games I realized a few things and came up with some theories. So I hope you won’t mind me rambling about a few theories but here we go.”
“Five Night’s at Freddy’s is a game where you take control of a se
A Very Strange Love Story: Chapter 3The events of the following morning were more than enough to impress my uncle.A Very Strange Love Story: Chapter 36 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'd been called on the next morning by Alexei. It seemed he was interested in having another chat with me.
My uncle was so interested in the idea that he arranged for that afternoon to be a semi-private affair, rather than the openness of the terrace, yesterday.
On my uncle's part, having Alexei be allowed semi-private access to me on the second day of having known me, during my first season, was a bit of a risky move. My uncle was counting on Alexei to like me enough to remain very interested. Of course, Alexei, was far as my uncle was concerned, was a suitor well-worth the risk.
Alexei was ten years older than me. The 27-year-old man had delayed going to season for a long-time, to pursue his academic and occupational duties as a future member of one of the highest of the elite. When he started attending the yearly courtship rituals at 25, he practically had women throwing themselves at h
The New Resident. Ghost!LevixGhost!Reader"All right everybody, listen up! We have a new resident scheduled to arrive in an hour and we're still nowhere near ready for him!" Frieda Reiss' voice cut over the crowd assembled in the Grand Hall like a hot knife through butter. The girl was a natural public speaker; that much was obvious. "Decoration Committee, the Hall looks fantastic, but have you finished the hallway to his room?"The New Resident. Ghost!LevixGhost!Reader6 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Yup! We're all done!" Nifa piped up, looking very pleased with herself.
"If anyone needs help with their tasks, the Decoration Committee is more than happy to help!" Committee President Petra Ral announced.
"Great! And Welcoming Committee, you've complied the advice notes, right?" Frieda inquired. Now it was your time to talk.
"Yeah, we've got them all but we still need to tie them to the doors," you informed her. "We also have the resident handbook ready for him too."
"Perfect! Just get those notes placed and you're all good! House Committee, you’re ready to give him a full tour of the mansion
The Raven and the Dove - The Nightingale IIIOne Nameless Narrator:The Raven and the Dove - The Nightingale III6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
O sunlight-dame, what have you done?
Are you just mad or evil?
What dark crusade have you begun?
Your soul in chaos, an upheaval!
O moonshine-maid, why follow her?
In love or just lunatic?
Can't you see her disdained glare?
An eagle eye, that's filled with static.
I know, you have tried everything
To safe what is to safe.
There is one hope, to that you cling:
To change her mind and close the grave.
The White Moon:
I still can see the good that lies
Clouded, behind cruel cries!
I knew her long, from head to heart,
And still there is this glowing shard!
I want to end your tragic fate,
So hear my plead, it's not too late!
The Cosmic Evil:
Never you are breaking free,
For in command is only me!
I am the madness, your best friend,
I change the world and bring the end!
I am her mind, so through and through... –
The White Moon:
O darling mine, I'm loving you!
Discard your hate, it is amiss!
You want the world, I yearn your kiss!
Thy WarmthFor just a moment, a warmth breathed life into such frozen limbs. The warmth flowing through the soft fabric, these ragged and worn-out gloves. It brushing against the fingers and its numbed tips. Once more. And again. A soft inhaling of air and its following exhaling is heard, the gentle breath warming up those cold digits.Thy Warmth7 hours ago in Romance More Like This
”... Nngh...” The little black mage moaned softly, catching the overlooking thief's attention.
Vivi opened his heavy eyelids, the yellow gold glistering in its sockets. Slowly at first, but soon open wide, blinking in surprise at the peculiar sight in front of him. Zidane was kneeling down before him, holding Vivi's hands out carefully whiles breathing his warmth into them. Their eyes met for a brief second, and the black mage averted his sight, a unwanted blush warming his cold cheeks.
“... Zida-” He was about to say, but stopped as the young teenager placed a finger over his lips.
“Shh ~” He hushed urgently, as he nodded
Realism [Izaya Orihara x Sister!Reader]Realism [Izaya Orihara x Sister!Reader]7 hours ago in Drama More Like This
Her writing is what keeps her alive for so many years, because she is not exceptionally talented like her older twin, only perceptive, she is attuned to her surroundings, sees the person with smeared eyeliner and the chipping cracks of a broken heart, the elderly woman who barely remembers what her name is, the young man who has crushed dreams and unspoken words on his tongues. [Y/N] has always known exactly what to say so their emotions shift, always known how to write so people cry and laugh and smile, until their hearts hurt.
She is as raw like the untamed sea that breaks at the shore where two realms meet, but people only see her typical sardonic humour, the cynicism that she embodies, but never the wist for something normalistic, memories of warmth that she has never confessed to her brother.
Izaya might not understand, it's been a very long time since she's openly honest to him, always hostile or only indulging him with the few not sincere smiles.
Then again, she is standing at t
A Very Strange Love Story: Chapter 2"Who the hell was that man?"A Very Strange Love Story: Chapter 27 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My uncle gazed back at me with a mixture of annoyance and intrigue after Mikhail escorted me to him. As I began to respond, I suddenly realized that Mikhail had been wearing regular attire for young men partaking within the season --- no military uniform, and certainly none of the cut-and-dry order to his civilian attire that normally distinguishes an officer.
What I meant by that, to use simpler terms, was that Mikhail wore his civilian clothes very untidily. His choice of color was far more stylish and sleek than Alexei: a black coat, with white dress shirt, red tie, red vest, and black trousers. However, his hair was a bit ruffled, his tie loosened, and his shirt beginning to un-tuck itself.
Far too sloppy for my uncle to believe, when I told him that Mikhail was apparently a Lieutenant.
"Really now, and where did you hear that?"
"From Alexei himself," I mentioned. My uncle's annoyance could be seen fading, as the intrigue took over.
Poison LakeMistaken sunrise, did you bury me in secret?Poison Lake8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Did you stash my body in the ground,
take my locket and break it
into a million Gothic pieces
of Victorian pornography;
Camilla love affairs?
I'd love to see your face
when I come back from the dead;
ashes of rose petals,
Celtic nights gone stale.
And when we meet again;
a few centuries later on a street in Chicago,
you recognize me but pretend you don't
see the tiny dancer from Burlesque
theaters, a reincarnated flapper,
owner of studded heartbeats.
Bands plays on the sidewalk,
black and white jazz, classical
piano keys; those are my teeth.
I'm still the one you remember
like a secret wish, a Pagan
hex on your scarred midnight flesh.
Darling, you say,
“I'd kill you if you never loved me..”
But you know it's not true.
I don't feel like everyone else;
I still have that sweet apple blood
left from when I was almost drained
completely of my humanity.
That night I transformed
under a dead-tree moon.
You say, “We can't take that
Finding WholenesIf you can lift me from my mind,Finding Wholenes8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
free me from this space,
which can be both my escape
and my shackles,
take me out of my head,
where I weave too many webs
and let me
experience the world
through pure sensory perception,
to know the here and now
without being weighted down
with before's and after's,
do for me with pleasure,
what I used to do for myself
I will take you out of your body,
let you reside within mine for a while,
and know what it means to be
whole again, to view the world
with my eyes
move through the day
without constantly doing battle
against the agony
and simply having to manage
Free you from the cage
you live within
so you can once more
take to the skies
and fly again
Calem x Reader~Close as Strangers (songfic Part 1)Six weeks since I've been awayCalem x Reader~Close as Strangers (songfic Part 1)8 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
And now you're saying everything has changed
And I'm afraid that I might be losing you
He didn't want to believe it, that through six weeks of not hearing your voice, not seeing your beautiful face, could damage him in a lot of ways.
It had been six weeks since Calem had his stay in the Pokémon League, and he was missing you madly. He hardly had any time to call you nor send you a letter, with all the trainers and important events and meetings he had to attend. This hurt him so badly, because he knew you would cry every night asking Arceus why did life have to be this way.
Today was a vacation day, (wut is dat???) and he wanted to call you and suprise you by going over to your house after the phone call. He searched through the countless names of people who he didn't care, and he found your name.
[Name] [Last Name] aka My bunny .
He pressed the call button and waited for you to pick up the phone. As the sound of the
Deserved It.And I am giving more than I get.Deserved It.8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am used to the paradigm of the unsuccessful,
the incessant beating of the beast in the cage,
the way he clenches his hand
around the member I will never grasp,
not with His blessing, not
with His forgiveness.
I have never wanted anything worse than you,
of the opposite of you,
knowing what I know about my body and
knowing what I know
about who You are
and what we want.
There are futures i could seize,
truths more real than the one we're living.
He loves more than my body; he treats --
he cares --
about my mind, the curve of my work,
my second body,
the one the others know,
the one you used to shape,
the one you stopped asking about.
And it has curves you cannot touch,
a soft surface your fingers abandoned when you knew you had me,
when you abandoned the chase.
he cannot hold what you hold every weekend,
cannot touch the body you've assimilated into yours;
he does not
he cannot know
the glory of the curve,
the way I stretch away fr
ONE SHOT: BLADE vs PATRICK SANTIAGO!Location: Fire NationONE SHOT: BLADE vs PATRICK SANTIAGO!9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
In the rocky hills of the Fire Nation a young man wearing a cloak which also hid his identity was walking toward somewhat of a temple holding a secret that had to be unveiled, He had bandages wrapped away his left arm, his eyes were red with determination hoping for freedom from a curse he placed on himself before. “Hmmm…” The young man kneeled on one knee feeling something was here for a demon. A loud rumbling sound was heard throughout the temple and even the ground as a portal opened up out of thin air. A figure jumped out of it he looked as if he was 18 or 17 years of age, he had black spiky hair like those rock band guys, his right eye seemed to be cut off or slashed leaving him blind; while he was sporting black pants, a gray shirt, and his shirt was glowing mysteriously. “Hmph… Worthless human bow in fear of Deathzerker!!!!!!” The figure said as the blonde figure just looked at him and started laughing. “GWHAAHAHAHA
Home 4A short while later, the brothers were sitting in the Impala together, waiting outside their old house.Home 49 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
“So, why are we still here again?” asked Dean, grumpily nursing a coffee he'd picked up from the quickee mart down the street.
“I dunno… I just have a feeling. Like something’s going to happen.” Sam shifted so he was resting against Dean’s neck. “We can’t leave without being sure.”
“Yeah, I know,” Dean sighed. “Just so damn tired,” he grumbled under his breath, well aware Sam could hear him fine. He drank down more of his coffee, sliding down slightly in the seat.
Unbothered by his seat shifting around under him, Sam watched the house the entire time. Dean's movements weren't enough to shake him off the shoulder, and somehow it was a comfort to know he was sitting on an immense human. A human it was safe for him be around.
He couldn't shake the odd feeling he had that something still wasn’t righ
Patch And Thunderbolt: IntroductionThis story takes place after the end of 101 Dalmatians II: Patch's London Adventure. After the new episode of The Thunderbolt Adventure Hour with Patch and his siblings as guest stars was recorded, the producer was impressed by Patch's performance that he decided to hire him as Thunderbolt's new sidekick on the show and rename the show The Thunderbolt And Patch Adventure Hour. Patch liked the producer's idea, and so did his family. The producer instructed Roger and Anita to bring Patch to the studio in Kent every weekday before nine o'clock in the morning for work, and that Patch would be working until five o'clock in the evening each day. Patch's family and best friend, Thunderbolt, were all happy that he got the job. And with Patch and his family being taken home to their Dalmatian Plantation in Devon, that is where the story begins.Patch And Thunderbolt: Introduction9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Learn to Love Again (Thor x Reader) pt. 4Chapter 4 - Odin's AdmonitionLearn to Love Again (Thor x Reader) pt. 49 hours ago in Drama More Like This
At the break of dawn, you were startled out of your slumber by Inga shaking your shoulder. "Milady? Milady, wake up!"
"Inga, why must you wake me so rudely?" you groaned as you slowly sat up and fought the urge to shut your eyes again. Of course your parents had to assign the stern, old housemaid to tend to you during your stay. Much to your dismay, your usual lady's maid, Aldis, had been left behind to help take care of the manor during your family's leave. Inga was far to old to oversee a half-staffed home on her own.
"You will be late for breakfast if you do not rise this instant. Come along, into the bath with you!" She dragged you out of the bed by your hands and led you to the large stone tub in the adjoining bathroom. You were so groggy that you hardly noticed when she swiftly removed your nightgown and unbraided your hair. But once you climbed into the water, the heat immedi
Labyrinth: Chapter 101Labyrinth: Chapter 1019 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Emma awoke feeling better than she had in a long time. The absence of Venom had substantially increased her spirit and her health. However, a dark cloud remained hovering in the back of her mind, a coming storm that she knew she would have to face. Civil War. In his efforts to establish peace, Stark had created a conflict that would be fought between allies—friends.
Feeling the dread of the battles to come weighing upon her shoulders, Emma made her way into the kitchen, where everyone was gathering to discuss their next move. As she entered, Steve smiled at her, a twinkle in his eye. She returned it, but her smile quickly faded as the heated voices around her grew louder.
“But how can we defeat them without destroying ourselves?” Clint was demanding, his frustration building.
“I’m afraid our government is beyond saving,” Fury responded grimly. “Taking it down might be our only option. They have sided with Stark. They see us as the enemy, and so
Lost In SHINSEKAI (Law x Reader Songfic *?*)Lost In SHINSEKAI (Law x Reader Songfic *?*)9 hours ago in Romance More Like This
"So...why are we here...Tra-guy?" You asked halfheartedly even though you already knew the answer.
"I don't know." The man walking beside you replied with absolutely no expression on his face.
"You don't seem so happy."
And there was no answer.
Okay, let's start from the beginning. It was all your captain's fault. That baka Luffy ran off just one second after you've hit land. And why? Of course, to find a restaurant. Sigh... So that left your crew and Law nothing to do for your newly set-up plan since Luffy was nowhere to be seen.
Nami had put you guys into groups or pairs to do specific jobs. You were paired with the Surgeon of Death, ex-Shichibukai, Trafalgar Law. Appearantly your job was to find Luffy and drag, wait, no, take him back to the Thousand Sunny. But now....Where is this place....?
"Oi...Tra-guy...this street is giving me the creeps..." You turned again,
Celeb!LevixCeleb!Reader - StyleCeleb!LevixCeleb!Reader - Style9 hours ago in Romance More Like This
You woke with a start, half bolting out of the bed. A familiar honking sound assaulted your ears. For a moment, you listened, wide-eyed as the honks flew in through the open bed room windows… Before you crumpled back onto the pillows with a softly moaned “Noooo…” while a tiny part of you that lurked suspiciously close to your heart punched the air with a joyful “Yes!” You tried to shut it up, but as the honking outside grew more insistent, you picked yourself off the bed.
Slipping on the tight little skirt you had kicked off mere hours ago after an evening of club-hopping, you padded off to the front door, running both hands through your unruly hair. On second thought, you ran back to the dressing table and glided on a matte red lipstick over your lips. You sent a silent prayer that the paparazzi wouldn’t catch you in this state, before stepping out and locking
LenoreLenoreLenore10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
From The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe
One evening as I sat in my chambers
Trying to forget, I soon remembered
A love I knew in days of yore
She was bedecked in grey, and somber
So I endeavoured to be tender
And bring sweet love to the fore
When she was calm, I looked into her face
And it told me of many a place
That once existed in forgotten lore
So I asked her name and she turned her head
She looked at me and she said
Now I sit in my chambers
Trying to forget but I still remember
A love so tender
But alas! is dead
I shall know either her or that love
Love Sonnet (2015)Love Sonnet (2015)Love Sonnet (2015)10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As I was sitting at a roadside stand
Watching the cars roll by
She strolled softly up to me
And her face told me her matter
So I made her sit and touched her hand
And we looked at each other eye to eye
Then I realised that, with much love,
She would feel better
So now I sit, but never alone
For I have her beside me
And she smiles sweetly and heaves a happy sigh
"We will be in love forever!"
Nothing ever thrills a woman's heart
As much as being so close together