How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.How to love a girl who can't love herself.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
HumanityHumans are cruel.Humanity2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are killers.
Before guns it was knives
Before that it was stones
Invasions, burning homes,
Stealing lives and loves
Releasing crows and
Humans are good.
Humans are kind.
They live, love and laugh
They have the gift of hope
Helping them all to cope
Through evil human things
Sowing seeds and
Sewing angel wings.
Humans are strange.
Humans are incomplete.
Punches to kisses to games
Anger to love to insanity
Tragedy to crystal clarity
Whirlwinds of empty whims
Empty prayers and
Humans are living.
Humans are dying.
Ashes to ashes, soul to Hell
Or perhaps to Heaven
No human can really tell
If even either is real.
Freckles || Marco x Reader (Request)Freckles || Marco x Reader (Request)3 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Marco," You giggled, "Stop moving!"
How you got into the current situation with the freckled boy was unknown, but you didn't really care. Right now, you were wrapped up in your boyfriend's warm arms and peering into his face.
"fifteen… sixteen… seventeen… wait, didn't I count that one?"
Marco let out a small puff of air, and closed his eyes. "C'mon, (y/n), you've been at this for the past half an hour!"
"Give me a few more minutes, I'm almost done, I promise."
"Fine," Marco sighed. Why he agreed to letting you count his freckles in the fist place, he'll never know. "But... do you have to be so close to my face? It makes me feel… self conscious..." He mumbled, a red tinge apparent on his face.
"Marco, you're perfect. There's no need to be so self conscious! Besides, I can't count them – let alone see them – if I'm far away. " You retorted. "Now, hold still."
And he did.
At least, he tried to. He couldn't help it. You were inches away from
.you’ve got.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Avengers Chatroom (AvengersXReader)(Y/n) has logged on.Avengers Chatroom (AvengersXReader)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tony has logged on.
‘Hello darling – Tony’
‘Don’t call me that – YN’
‘You know you like it ;D – Tony’
Thor has logged on.
‘HELLO BROTHER ANTHONY AND SISTER (Y/N)! – Thor’
‘Thor sweetie we’ve spoken about this. Lower case letters – YN’
‘Sorry – Thor’
‘Hey how come he gets a nickname? – Tony’
‘Ok I’ll give you one – YN’
‘Yay! – Tony’
Clint has logged on.
Natasha has logged on.
‘Hey Clintasha – Tony’
‘I will hunt you down and kill you – Natasha’
‘I ship it – YN’
‘So do I – Clint’
‘CLINT! – Natasha’
‘Sorry :/ - Clint’
‘Hello brother Barton and sister Widow – Thor’
‘Hey big guy – Clint’
‘Hello Thor – Natasha’
Steve has logged on.
Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)Pan- Check.Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Sherlock? Where’s the butter?”
“I used it for an experiment.”
“And you couldn’t have told me that before I went to the grocery so I could get more?”
You let out a little growl at the ceiling, “I’ll just have to ask-“
“I used all Mrs. Hudson’s as well.”
You slumped against the counter. All you had wanted was a grilled cheese. Just toasty bread and melted cheese. But of course in this household that was asking too much.
Two weeks. Two weeks you’d wanted a grilled cheese and every time you went to make one something came up. Needless to say that at this point the craving was almost unbearable.
John came into the kitchen to find you looking at your ingredients with the most dejected look on your face. You looked like a kicked puppy and it was damn near heartbreaking. He wrapped an arm around your shoulde
It Isn't BeautifulI used to cut myself.It Isn't Beautiful1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some of the marks faded,
But some stayed
And now I’m forever jaded.
People have kissed my scars,
Others have turned away
But here is what I have to say;
It isn’t beautiful.
When it hurts to walk
Because your thighs are bleeding,
When you can’t talk
About the help you’re needing;
It isn’t beautiful.
When it’s boiling outside
But you have to wear sleeves
Because of your bloody little
It isn’t beautiful.
When your friends
Are scared of you,
Of the things you do;
It isn’t beautiful.
When you feel so worthless,
So down and out,
Used up and empty,
And all you do is shout
But nobody hears,
Because you silence it
It isn’t beautiful.
When they find out
And you see how much,
How deeply they care
And they hate themselves
For not being aware;
It isn’t beautiful.
When they take it away,
And monitor you
And you’re itching all over,
Desperate for it,
For one last hit
America x Reader: Pranks in the MorningAmerica x Reader: Pranks in the Morning2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You weren't one with good pranks. Every time you prepare it for someone, it somehow goes wrong whenever it sets off. Alfred F. Jones, the man you were dating for a few months, would always be the one to get you. Every single year. For example, last year he pretended that he was shot dead on the living room floor, using animal blood. It almost scared you to death, and you were about to call the police when he 'came back to life' and stopped you. That freaked you out even more, and you quickly punched him in the face.
This time, however, you wanted to get him back. It was the night of March 31st, and you suspected your boyfriend to already be asleep. Just to be sure, you checked if he was asleep in your bed. He was snoring loudly, and you snickered quietly. Closing the door, you smirked. You had a small list of pranks ready to set up. You were sure Alfred did too, but you needed to p
Ambiguous (Police Officer!Aomine Daiki x Reader)Ambiguous (Police Officer!Aomine Daiki x Reader)2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Aomine stood - with his arms crossed over his chest - near the front doors of the DMV. It was noon, and the heat from outside, along with what little AC the building had to offer, was causing the entire office to turn into a life-sized oven. Aomine felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back and hoped that it didn't stain the light blue fabric of his uniform. The last thing he wanted was to look like a slob in front of hundreds of civilians (although there were people who were sweating A LOT more than he was).
When Aomine graduated from the police academy, he never pictured himself working in a place like the DMV. He got good grades on tests and excelled in training, nearly placing in the top fifty graduates. Once he got a job at the local police station, he expected to drive around in a squad car and take part in high-speed chases or bank robberies. Instead, the Chief instructed that he work at the DMV nine hours a day, seven days a week. The DMV saw no action, and all Aomine rea
Don't Take The Baguettes “Are you still mad at me?” Thomas inquired as he stepped through the doorway. The tall silver robot walked across the room and stopped behind a sofa, on which another robot was sitting. He poked the other robot’s golden helmet, “Come on, I said I was sorry!”Don't Take The Baguettes2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Poking me’s not gonna make me stop being mad at you.” The gold robot growled and moved further away from Thomas’ hand.
“Really? Guy-man! I said I was sorry! I didn’t know it was the last baguette!” Thomas moved closer to Guy-Manuel and proceeded to poke the irritated robot’s helm, “Forgive meee! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!”
“I’m not forgiving you.” Guy-man crossed his arms and stood up. Without another look at Thomas, he walked away. Thomas thought he heard a noise from the short robot, although it was quiet;
Levi x Seme!Male!Reader - Uniform Inspection-Levi x Seme!Male!Reader - Uniform Inspection-2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Anime: Attack on Titan
Levi x Seme!Male!Reader
Snk/AoT© and its characters © Not sure who created it but yeah, its not mine
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi [Aka, Me]
Male!Reader Yourself, or Levi, if you want.
A lot of swearing, and also, Levi may be quite OOC.
The door to [Male Name]'s office was opened harshly, groaning and squeaking under its weight. Upon glancing inside the room, the dark haired male found that his 'friend' was sat on the floor beside his desk, which was clearly an abnormal thing to do.
"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" Levi's unimpressed voice snapped from behind the other, sitting male.
[Male Name] looked up casually, disregarding the fact that Levi seemed to terrify the living daylights out of most people. "Hey Levi," he grinned, shifting so that he could sit cross-le
.you were life's new.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
work of art;
small easel bones
and a blank
canvas of skin
but he ruined
you over time,
added the brush
of a scar
Life doesn't stop for anybody. Romano x ReaderLife doesn't stop for anybody. Romano x Reader1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.”
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower
A/N: This is written in [Name]'s narrative!
“What would you do if you liked someone?” That's what he asked me. And to be honest, it wasn't even a hard question to answer. To me, that is. Normally, people would be in their thinking space, and wonder what would they do if they liked someone. But to me, I really didn't have to think. It was a simple question and I gave him a simple answer.
“I'll tell them. So they would know how I would feel about them.” That was my answer to his question. And that's exactly what I would do. If I didn't tell them — then my feelings would be considered as "nothing". I d
Hey, I Like You [Prussia] "Frau, look at the clouds!" he said, pointing upwards. Your attention was elsewhere (on your dear Gilbert, of course), as the both of you laid down on the grass, admiring the warm weather and cool breezes.Hey, I Like You [Prussia]2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Dragging your attention away from the pretty-[awesome]-boy, you looked towards the sky. The wind was rising, as were the clouds. Gilbert waved his arm toward a flying object in the sky. A plane...
"What about the plane, Gil?"
"I think it's writing something... Isn't that awesome?"
The plane was indeed inscribing something onto the blue slate of the sky. It flew in intricate patterns, until you could make out an 'I'.
"I? What's next..."
"Patience, young one," he teased. "It'll probably be an awesome message," he said, smirking at you in his usual Gilbert way. It meant he knew something you didn't, and he wouldn't tell you, no matter what.
YouTubers x Youtuber!Reader [Chapter 1]The Swede laughed loudly, throwing pieces of wood over to another male. There were 6 people here, in total. All of them YouTubers. They had no idea how they had gotten into this mess, but they decided to simply play along with it an attempt to get home. They had people to see, stuff to do and videos to upload. Surely one night in one of their beloved games couldn't do much harm? It was probably just a dream, anyway.YouTubers x Youtuber!Reader [Chapter 1]1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the present moment in time, they were attempting to create a shelter. A simple, half-dirt and half-wood house. But that wasn't really the strangest thing. The strangest thing was the fact that there was practically no logic here in this 'world'. One of the males - a man named Toby Turner had punched a tree several times and gained wood. Nothing seemed to make sense around here. Everything was square or rectangular, including the sun. The only thing not logic-defying was the people. They seemed completely normal.
They bickered and they fought - mostly over who wa
Dear TeacherIn Year Seven:Dear Teacher2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were my geography teacher.
I really hated you.
Loathed you too.
You gave me bad marks
And shouted at my larks.
You were the enemy.
In Year Eight:
You became my form tutor.
You were our fifth.
We were determined to
Break you like the others
And get onto the sixth.
In Year Nine:
You saw the angry red vents
Carved into my skin.
And I let you in.
In Year Ten:
I lost it all.
You were there,
Fighting for me.
You made me care
About my future.
In Year Eleven:
We made each other laugh.
And in the end
You weren’t just a teacher;
You were my friend.
I Had a Nightmare | Please Kiss and Cuddle MeDeacon couldn’t carry his family’s problems on his shoulders anymore. With months of thought, he finally used his pocket money to purchase a large supply of canned food and other necessities needed for running away and living independently.I Had a Nightmare | Please Kiss and Cuddle Me1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
The teen wrote a letter to his family, hoping they’d open their eyes to their faults after their son’s departure… he knew they wouldn’t bother searching for him.
This wasn’t easy for the young wolf. He sobbed as he wrote the letter and packed his stuff. He thought life could’ve gone down a better path, but seeing how his parents neglected him and cherished alcohol, what better choice was there than to run away and seek a happy end.
He tied duvet covers one by one, taking his time to process the choice he was about to make. In the end, he had no regrets on leaving.
Climbing out of the window wasn’t tough at all. The reason Deacon couldn’t just exit through the porch was because his father u
|SnK| Take me home [Levi X Reader]|SnK| Take me home [Levi X Reader]3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The birds. The birds have always been free, right? You rise your right arm towards the sky as your eyes follow the small figures moving slowly through the blue sky. Stretching your fingers you imagine reaching out for the birds. A delicate smile enters your dry lips. It's so peaceful. So quiet.
To your left you see Eren dragging Mikasa into the water. She looks embarrassed but content and quickly stops struggling against him, following silently. Armin refuses to move from his spot at the waterside, shaking his head and laughing uncomfortably at his two friends. They seem happy, relaxed.
Your gaze shifts to the overly excited silhouette in front of you. Further away, where there is no broken blades on the sand, Hanji seems to be shouting something towards two other soldiers who race along the waterside. Her jumping and waving and clapping makes you compare her to a child, who was promised to receive its favourite treat just now.