ViolinI remember the dayViolin22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
One tear... dearly spent. (Act-I)One tear... dearly spent. (Act-I)16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see their faces, they, the unloved ones, dry eyes, no smiles, just a stark and desperate gaze, bereaved of care, hope, love.
Each little face gazing bleakly on through the fractured glass of a picture frame, but not at me...
I lay it down, gently. For I'll find no comfort in it, only remnant shards of a forgotten memory, one soon to pass with me long into the halls of eternity.
This the equal sum of all my years. One just memory, fare earned, bought at a fair price, one of ill deeds and a blackened soul.
I feel pain, for myself, for this world, for the last time. Also fear, so real to me now, that he, this dark loathsome one, would leave me behind.
Unwanted as unworthy, to remain here, a fool in purgatory.
The cold now grips me as if embraced by it, just as a mother would an inconsolable child.
I look into the deepest dark, and ask him. "What is Hell like?" He took no notice, and ask me for the time.
But his question went unanswered, for the
Fur (Remus LupinXReader)Fur (Remus LupinXReader)22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thanks to Snape still making Remus the wolfsbane potion he was able to transform in Grimmauld Place locked in the room you both shared. This night he forgot it was the full moon thinking it was tomorrow but thankfully had still taken the potion so he'd keep his mind. You were with Sirius, Molly, Arthur, the twins, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry downstairs when you all heard Remus scream as he transformed.
"Wasnt he in the shower?" Sirius asked.
"This is gonna be good" You nodded as a howl sounded next.
"How is that good?!" Arthur hissed a bit scared.
"Just wait" Sirius replied. A few moments later you all heard the sound of claws scraping against the wooden floor before Remus stalked into the room dripping wet but in control.
"Dont you dare Remus John Lupin!" You warned. Sirius was about to hold up his newspaper to cover his face but it was to late. Remus shook his body sending water everywhere.
"Bad Remus! Oh my Godric" You started before you and Sirius broke down laughing. Remus just
AmnesiaDear me,Amnesia19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lost control again
I don’t know where I am
But my hands are bleeding
And my head hurts
My memories are fading
So am I
I reach for them
But I’m standing on a cliff
And I don’t want to fall
I see pictures
In my head
Of a young girl
With blond hair
Who is she?
Who am I?
I am Nobody
I don’t have a Name
That is what I do
and the pain
I will get somewhere
Is a mystery
There’s a mirror
On the wall
but I can see myself
I see a young girl
With blond hair
I am the girl
She is me
Then everything fades
And I am no longer
Project: FEM - She-Hulk (BrucexReader)Something is wrong….Why can’t I open my eyes?Project: FEM - She-Hulk (BrucexReader)14 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Doctor, she’s barely responsive!”
Who are they talking about…?
“She’s lost a lot of blood. Do we have anyone who is willing to perform a blood transfusion?”
Your eyelids felt heavy and you felt a piercing pain in your stomach. Your lips were dry and cracked, your throat was worse and your entire body felt like there was an immense weight on it. Just lifting up your fingers caused great pain. You searched throughout your memories to try and figure out what had happened. The harder you thought, the more your brain hurt. Not being able to open your eyes was starting to terrify you.
Your hearing wasn’t all too good but you heard a faint beeping noise with beeps that were becoming very frequent with each passing second.
“Wait!” you heard someone familiar yell. “(Name) and I have the same blood type! Let me do a blood transfusion.”
“Who are yo
DethronedI have created Eden, through the strokes of my pen,Dethroned21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it was made of promises, and angels
That were too fragile to hold the weight of our sins.
You were my goddess, on a throne made of dreams.
Which you were probably
They didn't glimmer and shine
like the diamonds decorating your rings.
They were the hopes of a man
So madly in love, but you poured poison into his heart
And so he rotted, each time you gifted him with a kiss.
Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking Attention7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
Savior- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) Savior- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) 19 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
* A/N: There is mild gore further down, the usual SNK gore. Just a small heads up. ^^
“Daddy, who was I named after?’
“Wait, daddy what about me?” Farlan pipes up, squeezing a stuffed teddy in his arms. Levi almost inwardly cringes thinking about the number of stuffed animals in the small area which they lived.
“But daddyyyy, you just said our names!”
Levi barely chuckles, tempted dearly to squeeze the puffed out of cheeks of his daughter, who over the years inherited Isa
Asabikeshiinh (Filter)Asabikeshiinh (Filter)Asabikeshiinh (Filter)18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wear the dream snare like a chain.
The willow hoop filled with spider thread,
sway loose as the aves feathers
and the spun yarn traps the fallen.
I tread subconsciousness
like salmon swim
in the falls of Williamette.
And watch the net
take hold of chimera,
a phantasm of phenomena
as I greet the cousin of death
with a firm shake of the hand
and respectful grin.
But wisps of spirits tempestuous
reverberate throughout the lace,
as the new day slowly begins to take shape.
Light returns to Earth as my eyes open.
Conceptions' theories last so long
before absoluteness' presence grabs hold.
I'd rather immerse myself in abstractions.
Blind!Levi x Reader- Overcast (AU) You sighed as you closed the front door of your apartment behind yourself, stepping into the cold winter air. A scarf was wrapped loosely around your neck. Light grey mittens covered your increasingly freezing hands. You knew it already. This was going to be another day doing boring things at your boring job with boring people with boring interests who had extremely boring conversations about there equally as boring lives. With all your heart. It was 2025 you wished that something would change.Blind!Levi x Reader- Overcast (AU)11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
And that day...something did.
As you sluggishly walked to work, you saw a man with midnight black hair standing across the street which was bustling with traffic. You felt something cold hit your face. Your gaze moved to the sky, which had miraculously been covered by a thick layer of nearly white clouds. Small snowflakes began to fall and land on your jacket. You were genuinely surprised. Although it was winter...snow hadn't been in the forecast. Shaking off your
Sexual TensionI see the lust in his eyes,Sexual Tension20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
a whirlwind of locked desire,
looking for a way to be unleashed
There's hidden intentions in all he does
He's always finding an opportunity
for our skins to touch
I want him to cross the line
I want to feel what he feels
I don't want to be forbidden anymore
I want to be his sweet meal
To feel different hands on my body
would awaken what I've been trying to hide
The fact that I want him to take me
I can no longer deny
I wish I could touch his body,
feel him up with my hands;
rub myself against him,
do his every command
Words In The RainWords In The Rain13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Donnie watched Mikey silently pulled on his rain boots and coat; while Donnie did the same. Everyone else had long since fallen asleep but not him and Mikey. They’d both lain awake in their bed, occasionally poking the other to make sure they were still awake. Only when the gentle sounds of their father’s snores reached their ears did they know they were safe to move. Slowly they’d gotten out of bed before silently pulling on their boots and coats while doing their best not to wake their brother’s or father. In front of him Donnie watched as Mikey struggled to do up the buttons in his coat. Giggling slightly Donnie pushed his little brother’s fingers out of the way and did the buttons for him; snapping them into place before buttoning up his own jackets before grinning at Mikey.
Mikey grinned back at him and nodded “yeah!”
A second later the 6 year old turtle clasped his hands over his mouth, his eyes going wide in fear tha
Ophelia unrelentingI keep all theOphelia unrelenting20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
underneath my tongue :
they're the ones
that say you
love me -
- love me not
in this madness,
in this suspended
state of grace :
I will soldier on,
I will not allow
this willow branch
Cookies for a Father North was getting a bit concerned, if not worried. He had not seen Jack for over three hours, not even as much as a tiny snowflake. And he knew that the Winter Spirit hadn’t left the Pole, Jack would always tell him before he left.Cookies for a Father18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had searched high and low, even going to look outside and to look in the stables. But no matter where he looked he wasn’t able to find the immortal teenager. And it worried him. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Jack but the boy had always had a...misfortune of getting into trouble, even when he tried to stay out of it.
North shivered as he remembered the last time he had lost track of Jack. The whole east section of the building had been covered with a five feet deep sheet of snow, including his own bedchamber. It had been an accident and North had never blamed the boy to being with.
But Jack had apologized for hours, thinking that the man was angry with him. It had even gone so far that Jack had le
The Replacement-TG CaptionThe Replacement-TG Caption8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mike was cleaning the camera lens for the fourth time that evening when Mr. Prez walked in red faced.
“Still no answer?” Mike asked.
Mr. Prez clenched his phone with rage. “Still no answer.” He said pinching his nose. He looked around the room. All the equipment was set up; the lights, the camera, the props. Everything was in place for the photo shoot except the thing they were shooting.
“I can't believe she did this again. How does she expect to make to make it in this industry if she is always late or a no show?” Mr. Prez said with his head pointed toward the ceiling.
“Maybe she just got caught up? Mike said putting the camera down.
“Oh please I'm tired of her excuses, it's always something.” Mr. Prez looked down at his watch. “Oh we're running out of time and I need these pictures for the spread next week. I can't have another late entry, the outlet will never forgive me.”
Mr. Prez started pacing back and forth.
Avoidant Personality DisorderI've never gotten to explain this to anyone before, since every time I try, I break into some sort of sobbing fit. If my explanation sounds a little funky, that may be why.Avoidant Personality Disorder16 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Yeah. So, I have APD, or Avoidant Personality Disorder.
To summarize, it's a disorder that makes people want to avoid social contact and criticism by all means.
Unfortunately, that includes me.
I didn't know about the disorder until I browsed through psychological disorders for writing purposes, and happened to find it. I matched every single symptom.
Every last one, period. And I believe, wholeheartedly, that I have it.
This isn't your WebMD diagnosis, not when you feel so badly.
It's a really difficult feeling to describe.
Whenever you so much as try to make conversation with any person, you feel like chopping your head off. In my case, you're afraid to say hello. Or goodbye, or thank you, or I love you, or things that people should be able to say without stopping to think.
You feel unworthy o
Shallow your stone skips acrossShallow 12 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
one puddle to another
skimming the surface
Roana Hood: An alerntive Robin Hood Chapter 1It started with a stormy night. The rain lashed relentlessly against the windows while lightning shock the ground and thunder filled the air. In a little house on the outskirts of the village, close to the forest, were 2 young children huddled in the corner near the fireplace to hide from the frightening monsters that haunted the air and threatened to steal them from their kind old grandmother, who was sitting in her rocking chair, smiling at her grandchildren's fear of the natural weather.Roana Hood: An alerntive Robin Hood Chapter 121 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Come on children, the thunder and lightning will not harm you. It is merely God moving his furniture around." the grandmother told her children, trying to take their minds off of the frequent storms that had hit their homeland for the past few weeks. "Well he's been changing his mind a lot them hasn't he?" said the older one, a boy called Simon, retorted. His younger sister, called Emily, giggled at his joke while their grandmother laughed along. She smiled at him and laughed again when his frown w
To: MeYou never learn do you?To: Me1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
At first I thought that this is what made you a beautiful person,
But getting naïve, a follower, has nothing to do with beauty.
It makes me sick.
Every time you meet someone new,
You put your heart in their hands
At first it came off nicely, like loyal,
but now it only seems desperate
Don't you know that not everyone is worth it?
Most people misuse a person like you
And you seem to almost like it
You disgust me
And every time
again and again
you get dumped
and every time
freaking again and again
you look surprised
It pisses me off
How can one be so stupid
to give everything they have
to a person who returns none of it
Of course you end up getting hurt
That's why from now on I tell myself:
Don't give anything to anyone
Because they won't return it anyway
And I know,
I have learned it the hard way.
RomanoxReader Flower Crowns“Wait, wait, wait... okay, are you ready?” Lovino looked thoroughly unamused. You grinned and set the crown of small white flowers you had just made on his head. You sat back, gently moving his hair out of his eyes. Lovino crossed his arms and glared. “Perfect,” you said through a laugh, accidentally snorting.RomanoxReader Flower Crowns18 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Lovino rolled his eyes but couldn't quite keep away the tiny smile that rose at your laughter. You took a several deep breaths, a few last giggles passing your lips. “Where's yours?” Lovino asked, sounding less surly than he had meant to. You shrugged, a mischievous light coming into your eyes.
“There aren't any more flowers here,” you said, shielding your eyes against the hot sunlight that bathed the small field. You stood up suddenly, your mouth quirking upwards again. “But, I think I see some over there, and you look like you need a flower necklace,” you said with a laugh, turning to run towards the bigger field of sw
APH: Tips for female Italian names for the ItaliesI’ve noticed there’s some confusion in the fandom about Italian female names fitting for the Italies so let’s clarify some things.APH: Tips for female Italian names for the Italies17 hours ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The so called ‘official’ names, Alice and Chiara, aren’t official names. They were suggested to Himaruya by a fan and he shared the suggestion but later on made a post in which he declared he didn’t want to make them official, just to share them and that everyone was free to use whatever he prefers.
So of course, for all Himaruya cares you can use Russian names or Martian names for them. However, if you want to use Italian names that will better point out how those two characters are representations of Italy and not of some other country here there are some things that might interest you.
Let’s start with the name suggested:
Alice and Chiara are two Italian popular names.
Many seem to have the idea Alice isn’t an Italian name because it’s written in the same way as its English version. Well,
Thunder Buddies (SteveXReader) OneShot(F/N) (L/N) hated thunder. You could even say she despised it. In her world nothing was worse than the noise. All the crashing and booms, as she put it. It irritated her to Oblivion and back. And today was one of those days were it was raining, lightning as striking everywhere, and worse of all there was lots and lots of thunder.Thunder Buddies (SteveXReader) OneShot11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
And because of this (F/N) refused to go outside. Most of the day had passed by with her watching movies in her bed, and stuffing her face with cake. Steve had gone out to the store to pick up some more milk leaving (F/N) at home with no supervision. This is never a good idea…
“Fuck you thunder! You can suck my dick!” this was the first thing Steve had heard when he walked inside his small apartment. ‘Not again’ he thought. After putting his groceries away he walked into the small bedroom the two shared. Then he was met with a puzzling sight.
(F/N) was hidden under a pile of pillows and blankets on top of their bed, cursing Thor fo