Get Out Alive 7Get Out Alive 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The door opened again, sending a blinding bright light shooting into the damp and dark room. Scout shielded his face with his arm, squinting as the door shut itself to see who was here now. It was probably Spy back to torture him, alone, so nobody could hear the boy's screams and try to stop the abuse.
Before his eyes could adjust to see who it was, he felt heavy breathing on his neck and arms wrapping around his sore and tired body, sort of like a hug, but .why? Who was this?
Scout's eyes widened hearing the low voice whispering in his ear. "I'm gonna get ye outta here, mate."
"What?" He choked, but the shadowy figure moved to the cuffs on his ankles and started to actually take them off. Scout found himself completely unbound, but unable to move with how bad a shape he was in.
"Can ye stand?" A hand reached out in front of his face; leather finger-cut gloves, and a watch.
Scout worriedly looked up
theoretical layersand the snowflakes that hide behind our eyes,theoretical layers6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as we compress them to close, melting around our hearts,
dampening a too exciting feeling, falling on a cedar tree
from whence we fell, laughing, and I think perhaps
a one-sided heart cracks its own eggs open.
The stones themselves enunciate their praise,
and all, we, tremble to bear upon their steadfastness,
a chivalrous guard against a whiling wind, dead
in a despairing song, tumultuous and contrary
to our living claims, and it is as silent as its name.
I concern over the state of our campfire
as you feed it your life, as it hungers all the while,
as we thirst all the more for the rain to quench
our dirty throats, as we only feel its warmth
as it only takes our own.
and these snowflakes that rest beneath our eyes,
frostily gathered in the corpse of a gaze, understanding
the overstatement of a name that fits as many feet with gloves;
those were the acts that play in the mind's eye,
and quintessential to the tongue, perhaps.
none more exper
The Words I Didn't MeanThe Words I Didn't Mean3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Words I Didn't Mean
Your last steps seemed to echo
While I watched you walk away
You're leaving me in our love's shadow
And all I can feel is a piece of me break away
The shock starts to sink in
Every pore is conquered
A fissure begins within
I'm torn asunder
Liquid memories drip from my face
My heart will always remember this kind of pain
The love that was shown on this day will remain in vain
I didn't know how much passion could weigh
Or the damage it could do when it betrays
Fused with the words that I never even wanted to say
Compassionless by nature / A lonesome torture
Unloved by liars / Sought by manipulators
Breathing in shards / Tearing out hearts
Caught off-guard / Soul is scarred
The regrets won't let me breathe
The thick tears protect me from what I don't want to see
This fresh wound over my chest is where your place used to be
Pathetically rooted by my knees
I reach for you through the debris
Even though there's no one who can salvage me
Left alone - Eiji.AndrewEiji wasnt a big person. He was very much on the smaller side of things. His temper, just the same as his height, was legendarily short. Andrew had held off telling him about how hed been feeling recently just because of that.Left alone - Eiji.Andrew6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What do you mean youre feeling lonely? Eiji scoffed, I know I work a lot but can't be lonely. I'm not lonely, and we live together. How does that even work?.
Andrew groaned, I tell you Im feeling lonely and you immediately throw it off because youre not. He stood up, clenching his fists, Youre lucky I dont even think to mention youre not lonely because youre fucking anyone who wants it.
Oh, dont shoot that gun. Eiji warned.
Andrew was fuming, and he was swearing - and only two minutes into the argument. This wasnt going to just blow over.
Are you really lonely or are you just angry Im getting some away from you?
The Future-BBxRae Oneshot"Hey, do you ever think about the future?"The Future-BBxRae Oneshot6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raven blinked and looked up from her book. She and Beast Boy were sitting on the couch having some-what of a conversation, in which she hadn't even taken her eyes away from her book to take part in, but the sudden change in subject caught her attention. She thought for a moment before replying.
"No, not really....why?"
"Well, its just its kinda freaky to think about, ya know?" he said, eyes a bit distant. Seeing Raven's still confused expression, he went on. "I don't mean like, the future in 10 years, I'm thinking more like, 1,000 years."
"Oh," Raven said, "Well, why does it freak you out? You'd be dead by then. Even you should know that."
"Yeah I know its just," he tried to find the words to explain himself better. "Well, you know how like today people are digging up Indian stuff and studying their bones and books and all that stuff?" Raven nodded. "Well, just think, in about a thousand years, people could be doing that to us! Digging up our
Rette Mich, Part 3Rette Mich, Part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tom took the note eagerly, licking his lip-ring. As he began to unfold it, a hand reached out and stopped him. A hand with long black fingernails, the tips painted white, and a glove that needed repair. Bill's hand.
Tom looked questioningly up at his brother. “What up this time?”
“I don't think you should do this here,” he explained. “You know, out in public, on the sidewalk, with all these people around us.”
“Come on, Bill, they're not looking.” As he said this, a man, obviously in a hurry, walked by quickly, hitting Tom with something that he was holding over his shoulder.
Tom took a step forward to avoid falling down. “Hey, watch it, douchebag!” he called after the man. He turned around to face Bill again, who was raising a quizzical eyebrow.
“See?” he asked triump
Saveing Me."Gar? Can you hear me? Please...."Saveing Me.2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The voice was far away, it was as if they were whispering to him. Beast Boy tried to ignore it, he didn't want to respond, he was too tired. He felt so weak, all he wanted to do was feel the sweet release of sleep. But no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't slip away, someone was calling him back.
"Please don't leave me. I need you Gar...please." The voice begged. He almost felt sorry for the voice, he was unaware why it was so grief stricken. After attempting to move he quickly realized he couldn't, it was as if his muscles were asleep. He was trapped. Instead of fighting it he listened to the voices heart beat. Slow and steady. Strong.
"Raven, there's nothing you can do." There was another voice that called out around him. This one strong and yet sincere, almost brotherly "Please let us take him, we need to-"
'Raven?' Beast Boy thought, 'The voice is Raven?. No. It can't be, she hates me. There is no way she would need me, no
Missing (Bruce X Reader) Chapter 10During the entire flight you kept impatiently moving your leg, hitting your right foot on the floor over and over again. That was probably driving everyone inside the plane insane, but they were polite enough not to mention it, except for Tony, of course, who loudly and overdramaticaly sighed.Missing (Bruce X Reader) Chapter 101 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Cut that off, would you princess?" He asked you with an annoyed look. You glared at him, fisting your hands and letting a small growl out from the deeps of your throat. Your reaction was enough to quiet him down and prevent anyone else to mess with you while you were so tense.
The jet started landing.
Your heart pounded in your chest and you barely managed to stay sit. You slid to the edge of the seat, staring anxiously at your feet. You sighed and closed your eyes, waiting until the jet came to a stop and its door was opened. You jumped up, ready to leave, but Steve held your arm.
"Please, ma'am. We don't think it would be wise for you to go outside until we have him under control." He said. Yo
What Music IsWhat Music Is5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The lyrics roll off our tongues like poison,
As we scream together, jump together,
And tonight, just for one night,
We share one heart.
And it beats with the drums,
And it wails with the guitars,
And it sings in tune.
It knows every word
To every song.
I'm surrounded by sweaty, cigarette-scented teenagers who I've never seen, and may Never see again,
But at this moment, she is my sister and he is my brother.
Goosebumps cover our flesh,
Tears sting our eyes,
Our voices crack but we keep singing along,
Those lyrics that saved our lives.
The lyrics that have pulled us up from dark depths of misery,
The lyrics that made us get out of bed in the morning,
The lyrics that made us want to stop what we're doing and just...
We're just kids,
Just kids really,
And all we know for sure is those voices, those guitarists, those drummers,
Create music that makes us feel different, impacts us more boldly,
Than any High-school sweetheart ever could.
It brings chills to our spi
Hinterlassen in Deutschland 11It happened in an instant. A girl jumped on from the side of the stage with her face covered up holding a knife. She was speaking in a foreign language that wasnt English or German. It was French. Both McKayla and Brianna looked at each other, shocked. The security guards were there but were having a hard time getting on stage because it was so high from the ground. She was heading straight for Bill. The crowd was screaming in horror. McKayla darted on center stage along with Brianna, cutting her off from her path to Bill. She stopped in front of them.Hinterlassen in Deutschland 116 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Du! Du sind aus der Gruppe "Les Afghanen auf Tour"! Warum Sie hässlich Bösewicht! Ich werde euch töten! (You! You are from the group "Les Afghans on tour"! Why you ugly wretch! I will kill you!) McKayla yelled.
The masked girl stood there silently. McKayla and Brianna were just 2 feet away from her. Bill looked as though his 19 years of his life just passed before his eyes. Georg, Gustav, and T
Self datedSelf dated9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel most glamorous when I walk
through Target. Look at the sheeple,
now look at me. I've got a
pinstripe blazer. I "do poetry."
I listen to Gwen and Lindsay
but only for the irony. I understand
the Xbox 360 and Lost in Translation
on more levels than you ever do.
And all I'm coming in here to buy
is a marked-down jar of J. Crew.
To Write Love on My ArmsBefore you read, I want you all to know that this was a letter I was going to submit a while ago to the To Write Love on Her Arms site.To Write Love on My Arms4 years ago in Letters More Like This
At first, I was embarassed by it only because I lived and because when I found it, i just felt stupid for doing it...
I didn't want anyone to read this had I lived, but now that I look back and read it, I think it should still be out there...
Not for me, but for those that didn't make it. For those that fought long like me if not longer and couldn't find the will to face themselves.
I still struggle, but I live. I live to do a few things. That's why I lived.
to tell what I lived..
So without further comments, I hope this reaches you in some way. It meant a lot to me, and hopefully it will to someone else.
Never forget that Hope is real and help is real.
I knew I was BROKEN.
Said things about not being perfect,
not being wanted,
not being whole.
Went along with scars
inside and out...
Crying every n
The Ghost of UsThe Ghost of Us4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stared a little longer at his face
The only one I had now when he went away.
The one that's folded nicely in my pocket
The one that lay next to me as I slept.
They told me he might die.
They asked me not to wait.
But dare I wait for such a fate
A fate described moments too late.
His frozen kiss from that last day
Still pressed into my flesh
Still pulsing with my breath
Still taunting my last wish.
At war! At war, they say.
Where he must fight to save the day
To keep our children warm and safe
To stop the danger from moments like today.
Every night I cry for him.
For him to come back home.
But what they said today
Will slowly change my ways..
He's never coming home.
He's leaving me alone.
No more tears,
No more words.
At war! At war, they say,
Where he must fight to save the day,
To keep our children warm and safe,
To stop the danger from moments like today....
My heart is broken,
But it will heal.
His death means something
Irresistible: Amuto [SC]Ikuto brought the bottle of water to his lips, tilting it back as he greedily swallowed the cold drink. A small trickle of water escaped the corner of his mouth and slowly made its way to his chin. He lowered the bottle and touched the water droplet that threatened to fall. He couldn't help but imagine that girl leaning over and licking it off for him, smiling that pure white smile of hers. However, his room was empty and that was only a fantasy. He wiped the water away with his thumb and set the bottle on the sidetable before patting his forehead with the towel wrapped around his neck. He had just finished his workout and hadn't showered yet.Irresistible: Amuto [SC]5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He sighed, his azure eyes opening to stare at the hotel's lush carpet. He couldn't seem to get her off his mind. They'd only met once and suddenly she was all that filled his thoughts. His orchestra group had stopped in Paris for a few weeks on their winter tour and the photographer that wanted to "capture" the group through pictures for some edi
Tokyo Ghoul OP - ''unravel'' English LyricsOh won't you tell meTokyo Ghoul OP - ''unravel'' English Lyrics6 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Won't you tell me
This thing I've come to be?
The monster that you see
Is it a part of me?
I'm breaking down and shaking 'round in
This world so helplessly
But you just laugh and grin
Completely blind within
There's no point now, broken anyway
I try to stop my breath
Even knowing the truth won't unravel
Me until my death
So breakable, unbreakable
I'm shaking but, unshakable
The real you I've found at last
I'm standing alone in this world that keeps on changing
But hiding away, my true self is fading!
I hope you give up
There's nothing left to see...
No, don't look at me
I'm standing in this world that someone imagined
I never want to hurt you, so until the end
I'm begging you, please, just to remember me...
As clear as I used to be
The loneliness that wraps around keeps deepening until I drown
Fond memories we used to share pierce me 'til I no longer care
I cannot run, I cannot hide, I cannot think, I cannot find
I cannot move, I cannot leave you!
Bucky X Reader: One Last Kiss (One-Shot!)Bucky X Reader: One Last Kiss (One-Shot!)6 months ago in Drama More Like This
Bucky X Reader: One Last Kiss (One-Shot!)
You were hiding from The Winter Soldier. You rarely ever went out in public; you hid out in your apartment most days. You put on all black clothing, you pulled up your hood to hide your face, you walked out of your apartment building and began walking down the street trying to blend in with the crowd.
You were about to cross the street when you saw a man in a black sweater and black trench coat, you gasped seeing the man’s metal hand.
You quickly ran in the opposite direction and down an alleyway.
The man chased you down the alleyway pulling down his hood; he took out a 9mm and began shooting at you.
You quickly on top of a dumpster and climbed on top onto the roof of a closed down restaurant, you ran and jumped onto the next roof.
The Winter Soldier climbed onto the roof and took off his black trench coat pulling out two handguns shooting at you.
You gasped and hid behind a chimney as he shot at you.
He soon ran out of ammo and
SMV Character Reference Template (Writers)Because we want SMVillage to be open to all sorts of mediums, we've included a writer's character reference as well! If you plan to participate in the group with drabbles and writing, this is for you. Like the artist's template, the writer's template is divided into two parts: the story half and the description half. To read about the description half, head to the deviation's description.SMV Character Reference Template (Writers)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
For the story half of your written reference, you will need to fill out the following as a literature submission (not in the artist's comments!):
Team Name: (if any)
Status: Active or NPC
Underneath this identifying information, you must write a short story using the following prompt:
Your character or team comes across something that reflects their past.
What we want to see is a glimpse of your character's personality and history, as well as how they deal with this something. If you have a team, you can either write a story
TWO SPIRIT: GBLT INDIAN NATIONTWO SPIRIT: GBLT INDIAN NATION6 years ago in Historical More Like This
TWO SPIRIT - HOMOSEXUALITY IN NATIVE AMERICAN TRIBES
by Matthew Barry
Homosexuality was common in Native American cultures, as well as cultures throughout the world. Every tribe had a different name for it, but the names all translate to "Two Spirits." The Native American People looked upon these unique individuals (Two Spirit People) as something special the Great Mystery created to teach us. "These people had something special to tell us."
The Two Spirits in most Native cultures have traditionally lived between the sexes, claiming both male and female, and were typically healers, prophets, teacher and spiritual leaders and advisors, shamans, peacemakers or arbitrators, name givers, and were special and honored persons in the tribe.
Two Spirit people, specifically male-bodied (biologically male, gender female), could go to war and have access to male activities such as sweat lodges. However, they also took on female roles such as cooking and other domestic responsibil
Catch Me oneshot BBxRaeBefore I fall too fastCatch Me oneshot BBxRae5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Rae, there's something that you should know " Raven looked up from her book to see the green changeling. His emerald eyes were shining with embarrassment. Oh, Azarath, please don't let it be what I think it is.
Raven put her book beside her, "What is it, Beast Boy?" her voice in that perfect monotone that gave nothing away.
Beast Boy rubbed the back of his head, "Alright, so here's the thing. I've kinda, really, sorta, might you know, like you. And I know you probably don't like me back, but I just had to tell you." he closed his eyes tightly, "I'm ready for the pain." nothing happened. Odd.
Kiss me quick
He opened his eyes to see her staring at him. Just staring. No anger in her eyes no hatred. Did this mean she liked him back? There was only one way to find out, "Rae?" no answer. He was gonna do it. The time was now, but he was scared, what if she zapped him with her dark energy? Was the pain worth it? Damn right it was.
ThrillerAdventure . . . I want some of that, I thought as I rode my bike down that same street, the one I ride down every day, and have ridden down for as long as I can remember.Thriller6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I'd be happy for anything to happen out of the ordinary, really. The same routine gets rather boring after so many times doing it.
Finally, something happened. My bike chain popped off. My eyes bulged, as they usually do when I'm surprised, and I slammed on the brakes. Luckily, I had the brakes that are on the handlebars, not back-pedaling ones.
I soon screeched to a halt. But rather than step off gracefully, I fell down. “Ouch!” I said, even though it didn't really hurt.
“You need some help?” came a voice next to me.
I jumped a little and looked next to me to see a boy standing there, whom I had NOT heard sneak up on me. “How did you
For Repliku LuversFor Repliku Luvers <3For Repliku Luvers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You stared at Riku Replica, he was sitting, thinking, he always did. You always wondered what he thought about.
"Hey Riku Replica," you say walking towards him sitting down next to him. He nods distracted.
"What's wrong" you ask putting your face in front of his.
"The usual," he said.
"Well, the usual is always different, how your hair looks like his, your eyes, your clothes," you say.
"I get it," he growls.
"So?" you pester.
"My name," he answers.
"Your name?" you ask.
"Yes, my name is still his name with an extra word. I can never be just me without changing my name. If that never changes, I'll always just be a Riku replica, never actually a person, no matter what." He explains. You hate the sad look on his face.
"Repliku," you say out loud.
"Huh?" he asks.
"Your name, that's what it can be, Repliku," you say embarrassed.
"I-It's perfect thanks," he says smiling the biggest smile you've seen him smile, a real smile.
"Oh, thanks, an
Deep-Sea Girl...Deep-Sea Girl...4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Sunk into a sea of grief, it's a bother to even open my eyes
And thus I'll be, endlessly falling - but won't anyone find me?
Where am I headed, what am I to do? Suddenly, a beam of light shone through
I stuck out my hand, and seemed to reach, but it was carried out of sight by the waves
Just what was that, I wondered, so warm and dazzling?
An unconscious counter-illumination... And who's the liar?
The deep-sea girl, sinking ever still,
Shut away beyond the darkness
The deep-sea girl, she yet wants to know,
Because she's found the one who captivates her heart...
Even in this place with no noons or nights, sleepless nights continue on
With your free wings spread wide, you were beautiful as you swam
And again the light poured down, and dazzled, we met eyes
You who noticed and looked back toward me, and I, the liar...
The deep-sea girl, sinking willfully,
Red-cheeked in the midst of darkness
But the deep-sea girl, who would bare her heart...
The black sea would still not allow her the cour