CielXReader- Chapter 17A certain red haired reaper leaned over a corpse, humming a song that none would know. The beat was quite slow as he lifted up the dead person's arm and let it drop lifelessly to the ground. It made a slapping sound of distinction, the precise sound of skin on concrete. Grell tsk'd in the middle of his song and lifted the man's eyelid to peer at his elusively dead eyes. Like those of a fish, the man's gray eyes glazed and stared up at the red head against the completely cadaverous life form.CielXReader- Chapter 173 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What a pity," Grell said, watching the now present cinematic records unfold into the sky and out the window. He watched them and took note of what a dull and dreary life this man had led. He was born in China, outside the skirts of some village. He had moved to England when he was ten and been bullied for his heavily noticeable accent. By the age of fifteen, he had fallen in love with a maiden that had no interest in him. She was actually one of the many who bullied him into a further debasing lif
3 sentences challenge -Creepypasta-Masky/Hoody3 sentences challenge -Creepypasta-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
For a split second he thought it was just another of his perverted dreams. This couldn't really have happened, right? But when Masky re-opened his eyes Hoody was still kneeling over his bare chest wearing a black, fancy, french maid dress and holding a plate of cheesecake in his hand.
Sure Slenderman wasn't as happy and joyfull as Splendorman. He'd even told him to stop offering him things. Thought right now he was busy trying not to burst the small animal-balloon he held between his pointy fingers.
Jeff hated water. He hated water, water puddles and rain. But for the moment it didn't really matter; he wouldn't stop chasing Zalgo, even under the rain, as long as he wouldn't get his jacket back.
Another loud crackling noise teared a small squeaking from under the hood. The pair of arms held much tighter onto him, but Jeff
CielXReader- Chapter 18He watches with a million eyesCielXReader- Chapter 183 years ago in Romance More Like This
Eight legs that creepy stalk
He scuttles up your sleeves
Daring you to talk
Listen, he will
With invisible ears
Taunting and learning
Your irrational fears
And he will droop and swing
On a home that grows wider
He is either friend or foe
The ever watching spider.
Alois stood on his balcony edge leaning his purple clothed arms on the white, furnished wood. He gazed out across the many acres of his manor. The garden, which was being tended now, was far bigger than necessary. His front yard was empty, the cobblestones for carriages freshly swept of all lingering snow. Little flakes drifted from the sky, but they were not strong. They melted seconds before even getting a chance to meet with the ground. The blonde sighed, twirling one of his golden locks.
A butterfly, specifically one of the rarest in the world, flitted through the sky in a series of circles. Alois recognized the type immediately from the creature's wings.
"A Glass winged butterfly
.:Morbid Fun:.I'm bored.:Morbid Fun:.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna play
will you play with me today?
I know a game
its really fun
i never have anyone to play
with who won't run
they all seem
to give up
and all too quickly
the end is abrupt.
The game is called Morbid.
Here, you sit there
and I'll tie you up
to that cold metal chair
just sit still,
I'll ask questions
and tell you things to do
and if you can't do them
I get to stab you!
Sounds fun right?
Then lets get started.
You have twelve seconds
to get your hair parted
not fair you say
as time runs out
i could have done it
you've no room to pout
into the liver
my blade sinks in deep
i lick clean my knife
down my throat the blood creeps
okay how 'bout this
lick your nose
and go cross-eyed
for 30 seconds, hold the pose
can't do that either?
ah what a shame
i'll cut out your tongue
so you can't soil my name
isn't you blood delicious?
i think so too
its your own fault your tongue's gone
no, i don't feel sorry for you
you can do none of my tasks
Belly of the Beauty (vore story)Belly of the Beauty (vore story)Belly of the Beauty (vore story)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You awaken in a large room, alone. You look up and down, your vision blurry and unfocused, before you rise shakily to your feet. Your vision stabilizes and you are able to make out your surroundings. You seem to have retained your clothes, at the very least, which made you happy, but you are shocked by what you see. You appear to have been shrunken to the size of a fly! Everything around you is so huge! Chairs seem the size of skyscrapers, if not even taller; the table seems to stretch for miles, and the ceiling reminds you of a blank white canvas, stretched an infinitesimal distance over your head. You begin to explore your surroundings, looking through every nook and cranny. Though most of the structures are too tall for you to reach, you cannot withstand the urge to look around the room. There are chairs, a table, a desk… this place has everything! Your curious soul is oblivious to everything around you. You suddenly feel strange shaking from
Rin x Reader x Sousuke (Chocolate and Sharks) Pt 2Rin x Reader x Sousuke (Chocolate and Sharks) Pt 28 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rin couldn’t believe it, had you actually said /yes/ to his childhood, yet at the moment NOT, friend?! What did that woman stealing prick have that he didn’t?!
“Aiichiro!” he snarls as he practically throws open the little minnow (AN: yes x) I picture Aii’s animal to be a cute little minnow~) and his dorm room open angrily. Nitori practically jumps five feet in the air, hitting his little head on the ceiling as he peers down nervously at his shark of a room mate. “Y-yes Matsuoka senpai?” he squeaks out, trying to regain his place in the novel he had been reading peacefully before all this. Was Rin always this angry at home with Gou? He should never know, which is probably for the best.
“I thought you said (f/n)-chan likes me!” Nitori looks at Rin curiously, as he tries to hide a smile. “Since when do you call (f/n) - “Chan”, hmmm?” He ducks quickly as Rin throws a pillow angrily at his face “Not the poi
2P!Italy X Reader2P! Italy X Reader2P!Italy X Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were walking home after a long day in school. Ugh. This kid wouldn't stop staring at you. He had //pretty// magenta eyes, dark russet hair, and a strange curl on the right side of his head that seemed to despise gravity. There was something about him that gave you the shivers and so you tried to stay away from him. Yet.... There was also something that wanted you to get to know him better. Yet you didn't.
So now you were walking up the steps into your house, which felt colder than normal. Oh yeah! You remembered that your mom was on a business trip. You lived alone with her since your dad died, and you were an only child. She got this big job that had her travling around the country and sometimes world just to make the money to support us.
Walking in all the way and closing the door, you noticed that it wasn't just the emptiness of the house that made that cold, eerie feeling. It was something else.... Like a disturbace. Shivering, you walked to your room and pla
His Master, Deceit 2His Master, Deceit 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Setting: our time, actual time, currently the time and space era we inhabit this very moment. Or, as some may call it of this very moment 2011.
Traffic was horrible, it was as if all of London knew that I was in a hurry and was hell bend on making sure I reached my destination as slowly as possible. I could go into a long recollection of how I attempted to outrun other cars, beat traffic signals and try not to run over pedestrians, but that would take too long.
To put it simply, I abandoned my car- well, technically Ciel's car- in the middle of a busy street and decided to run to the airport.
A bit out of breath I stride to the first entry onto the plane, the attendant takes my pre-ordered ticket and rips off the piece she keeps. Her large brown eyes briefly survey my body, her sight staying locked on my eyes before flickering to my chest. Sighing I quirked one eyebrow in a silent plea to continue on with my journey; I know I'm attractive, demons usu
The Marching Band PrayerAs I lace up my shoes, and button my spatz,The Marching Band Prayer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
may each move of my foot be perfectly in step.
As I slip on my gloves, and put my mouthpiece in place,
let each note be a perfect and not squeek back in my face.
As I zip up my jacket, and put in my plume,
let me look perfect, and sound in tune.
As we step into block, and go to parade rest,
let the lights shine bright on us, 'cus we're the best of the best.
Let each movement match, and each song come together.
Let us all move as one, and not loose any feathers.
Let us complete our performance with standing ovation.
For we are the band, and we're representing a nation.
From the snap in our turn,
to the hearts beating in our chests.
My god bless each piece of our group,
as we take this first step...
And we start with the LEFT!
Injured!Germany X Nurse!Reader: 'Til I Awaken Ch 3Injured!Germany X Nurse!Reader: 'Til I Awaken Ch 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
I walked cautiously into the curtained area today. I saw him lying there, his chest rising and falling beneath the white sheets, his strong arms placed at his sides, just as before.
"Guten Morgen, Ludwig," I greeted him as warmly as I could. I clutched the small brown bottle in my hand with trepidation. I had to clean his wounds today. I hated to cause Ludwig any undue pain, but this had to be done or his wounds could become infected.
I cut his blood-stained bandages as before, still growing a little warm as I looked at his mostly-bare chest, and propped him up to remove them. This time, he didn't wince quite as much. I was both relieved and worried. On one hand, it was good that he was no longer feeling as much pain, but on the other, it could mean that he was falling deeper into unconsciousness and closer to death. His wounds weren't bleeding as profusely as before, but they were still very tender and could easily be reopened.
"This may hurt a b
Dark LullabyMoonlit frostDark Lullaby4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cradles the land
It paints my face
A numb white mask
Fading to gray
To abandoned places
Shunned by day.
On broken playgrounds
Where lost ones played
I still hear their laughter
As they were led away.
The birds have been silenced
Along with my voice
Not by violence
I was given a choice.
By a spidery phantom
Null and unnatural
But for which we pined
He steals through the daylight
Not restricted to night
He's searching for something
With sick, soothing vibes.
At the edge of the woods
Where animals hang
From the branches, untouched
By claw or by fang.
The mist tries to borrow
an enemy's face
Elation and sorrow
A demonic embrace.
Born from our longing
For monsters revived
From deepening shadows
Where echoes confide
Terrible, transient, present but faint
Look long and hard
And you'll see its taint.
Comes to my side
Too weak to withstand
This dark lullaby
Draw down my spine
And I hear him whisper,
You'll always be
Marked SoulsONEMarked Souls2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Not wanting to breathe anymore, I sat down, in front of the wall, staring blankly at it's white surface. Noises were rushing by and mixing into on annoying hum in tired ears.
I could make out laughter, but it made sick, so I blocked it out with the rest of the world.
I just wasn't able to go on any longer, my head was heavy and pressing down. The pressure inside tempting me to hit my head until it split open, so all the ghosts and pain could escape.
But I wasn't allowed. They said they cared. Maybe they were real....
A sharp pain seared through my body and I began to shiver, thoughts of hate made my eyes burn and my fingertips tingle with the need to destroy.
But the memory of punishment kept me from freeing the violence that was building in me.
My body ached, I wasn't able to breathe, everything blurred. I wailed and grasped my head with my shaking heads, pulling my knees to my chin I began rocking forth and back to sooth my wrecked body and feelings. I wanted to scream but my voi
Autumn AgainBrand new sweaterAutumn Again2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know
Leave the house
Brand new sweater
Everyone would care.Don't you dare think you could die and no one would care.Everyone would care.3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can't you see the people who love you?
The one's would actually care.
There all around you.
Eye's filled with worry.
They will help you.
But only when you ask.
Help them understand.
Let them in.
Let them love you.
Don't you think that you would be missed?
Don't die without a thought for the people who care.
Maybe not in there thousands but their still there.
Waiting to help.
To calm the demons you have.
Fighting with you.
Helping you live.
Don't die tonight.
Or any other night.
And don't forget that people care. So much.
Don't leave this world when you have so much to give.
Levi x reader: Locked in the closetLevi x reader: Locked in the closet1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Ugh… where…am I?”
Levi woke up with a groan as he held his throbbing head. He scanned around his surroundings only to find that he is in a dark and small space.
“A closet? Why am I here?”
As he tries to remember what has happened, he heard another groan beside him. He swiftly turned around only to discover a naked _____ lying beside him……wait. A NAKED _____????? He scooted back as far as he could and watched as the young (colour) haired female slowly woke up.
“Mmm……ohhhh my head….”
_____ woke up holding onto her head like levi did a few second ago and looked around like he did. She saw Levi sitting against what seem like the door of the closet with a small blush and is staring at her.
“Levi? Why are you here and why are you staring at me…?”
With an even deeper blush from being caught staring, Levi only looked away and pointed at her body. _____ looked down and stared at her naked bo
Bloody life, lovely life.Watching the blood drip, from my veins.Bloody life, lovely life.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Exposed and laying on the floor.
My thoughts are leaving with this blood.
My pain is leaking out, and watching it leave.
Is relaxing me..
This blood has a taste, left in the lip of my mouth.
Sweet to some,
but not to me.
I can't help but watch the scab,
rise over the skin,
to protect me from infectious life.
But this blood is a sign that I exist.
It's a sign of birth,
a sign of virginity,
a sign of life.
Something we all own,
something we all know of.
a beautifully sinful color.
The color of the devils body.
Was the devil always running through my veins?
Along with everyone elses?
But, I can't forget.
How much comfort this liquid has given me.
Lonely nights, replaced by bloody ones.
Are truly a gift from god.
Bloody life, lovely life.
Drip. Drip. Drip.DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.Drip. Drip. Drip.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lean back into the white bathtub with a content sigh. The bath is filled halfway, covering the majority of my body. The rush of adrenaline that comes with the sense of control and power, that comes whenever I grab hold of my razor and cut myself, appears, but it is slightly different, stronger than before. Nonetheless of its differences, I like it.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
The sound of my blood hitting the bath water leaves me strangely satisfied, and it makes a both haunting and thrilling melody to my sick ears. 'Why haven't I cut this deep before?' I think to myself. The water in the tub is quickly turning red.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
My sense of hearing goes first, turning anything and everything to sound distant and faint. My body is growing weaker, and I feel like I'm a balloon, slowly deflating. That's probably because of the two deep cuts that wrap around my wrists like a rubber band, oozing out my blood, draining away my sense of the living. Pooring out of my body, leavi
Don't HealScarsDon't Heal4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you keep
x Cutting x
Part of meThe blood that flows from my wristsPart of me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Represents more than just my pain
The past I endured
The tears I've shed
The regrets I've made
The sorrow I've kept bottled up
It represents all of me
and the life that I've lived.
Space Dandy X reader: A New BeginningSpace Dandy X reader: A New Beginning1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Dandy X reader: A new beginning
Disclaimer: Guys I don't own Space dandy or any of the characters, All rights go to FUNimation
*I like the way the Japanese spell his name so I'll be using that name instead
Image isn't mine
"Ugh! I hate this place!" You mentally screamed, swatting another guys hand from your butt. Working at this restaurant was a total pain in the ass, but you needed the money to keep your spot at Galactic University. Although you were an incredibly smart woman, the company that provided you with a full ride scholarship was going bankrupt and only could pay for three more months of your education.
You sighed as you leaned over and cleared the dishes from the previously occupied table.
"LADIES I AM HERE, YOU CAN STOP PANICKING!" You sighed as you prepared to deal with another one of the frequent boneheads who came here, Dandi.