CagedHave you ever been locked in a cage?Caged3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dog crates can be unlatched from the inside.
I can pop out ceiling tiles over an equiptment cage.
With determination, I can scale a barbed wire fence.
Every physical cage I have been in, I've found a way out of.
But not all cages are physical.
For years I was trapped in a cage called Abuse.
Through fear and "respect", I was unable to fight.
Another cage layer was depression.
With time they were unlocked
By an unknown keeper of keys.
There is one cage today
That still locks me tight.
It wards away hugs, and kisses, and love.
For years I have tried to break out
Of this cage some say I built for myself.
This cage is called "______sexuality"
InsecuritiesWhy would you want to love me? I don't understand;Insecurities7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have nothing to offer, nothing to give--
There will always be someone else; someone better
Who has all I have but can do so much more
While I sit back, looking through my picture window,
Out at the world.
What makes me so different? I don't think you see,
The EpiphanyI still remember when you stopped breathing.The Epiphany7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your eyes glazed over in perpetual thought
And I wondered how many times you've left the toilet seat up,
Ate from my fridge, and did not pick up the tab.
I waited anxiously for that breath of life that would free me.
The moment seemed to last one moment too long.
Then it hit me.
A whiff of minty too
Never Meant to FlyImmobilized by one's own fear; angered by this self-loathingNever Meant to Fly7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wanting so much to break the cocoon where I'm drowning.
Yet still undeveloped, the wings may end up broken--
But when the moment finally comes;
Will it be too late?
Years after years of imprisonment; words I a
I'm A Woman TooLast time I checked, I'm a woman.I'm A Woman Too3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes, I wear guy clothes- they're more comforable.
Yes, I have short hair- it's easier to style.
That doesn't make me less of a woman.
So why all the dirty looks from other women,
As I walked out of the locker room, eyes down,
Wearing my dark androgenous clothes?
Underneath I am still a woman.
Why all the looks from the lifeguards at the pool,
When I was swimming workouts with a group of guys?
I'm wearing clothes over my bikini,
But I am no less of a woman.
Yes I have a stern face and tense jaw.
If you knew my thoughts, you would too.
I am stoic and reject my emotions;
That doesn't mean I'm not a woman.
Personal GraveIt's finally come.Personal Grave7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost to the cold
And feeling numb.
Hard to breathe
Let go of sanity
Wash over me.
A lost lullaby
Dying inside myself.
The Law of Love :: FMA"Equivalent Exchange, Winry."The Law of Love :: FMA9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Had he really said that to her? Had that been his reason for turning away and rejecting her?
The clock she'd been tinkering with suddenly crumbled under the pressure she was exerting, jarring her from her angry reverie with the clatter of screws and bolts and pieces crashing to the floor. "Damn it!"
She'd taken apart and put together the same device for the last three hours, ever since Ed stormed out of the house leaving her behind. It was supposed to be calming, but it only made her more aggravated. Pinako stood by and watched, disapproving, but silent.
Now, as she dropped to the floor to collect the pieces, it was a familiar pair of armored gloves that handed her what she needed.
"Winry, don't blame Edward, please."
"What?! I can blame him all I want, he's the one who tried to hide behind those laws of yours to get out of facing me!" Everyone had to dodge the wrench that flew with that statement.
"He's scared, that's all."
It was even more
No Fairy TalesHow do I start this note? Perhaps it is not even a notefor a note brings to mind something short, sweet, to the point. A note is something you wish to receivea simple reminderbut this is not a reminder. This is not a tender little moment which I stick these words to a post it note and leave somewhere in an area thats obvious, but not. Something when you find it, it brings a smile to your face. This is not that type of note.No Fairy Tales8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Perhaps then I should call it a letter, but a letter seems formal. A letter is trying to capture the news, recalling memories, requesting information, and my ideas do not seem to circulate around any of those. Though, I do suppose it would be nice to hear what is going on in your life, I believe your sweet fingers should not be wasted on writing such a reply to me. Save their strength for a true note to a person who wishes to receive a letter or noteone which brings a smile to their face. I am not that
Beautiful AngelBeautiful angel, come take me awayBeautiful Angel8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Up from the bed which I currently lay.
Beautiful angel, please heed to my plea
Come and set my spirit free.
I toss and I turn in hopes to achieve
A deep and well needed sleep.
Yet dreams of pleasantries seem to elude
And beautiful angel, all I can think of is you.
I mutter and gasp for the air that is around
My eyes still searching until he is found.
His hands so cold against my burning skin
Kisshu's Love: Part ElevenKisshus Love: Part ElevenKisshu's Love: Part Eleven7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The light began to fade when Kisshu next opened his eyes. He could hear the faint sound of cars honking as the 5:00 rush hour began. He stood up and tried to teleport, but was unsuccessful. Damn that hippie, he muttered to himself. He felt a sharp pain in his back and crumpled to the ground. He was still in the bubble and the bleeding had created a small pool of blood that he was forced to stand in. He tried his best to observe the wound, but all he could see was the blood making a straight line to the ground, at a fast rate. His vision became blurry and he laid on the curved floor. Ichigo, he whispered.
Back at her house, Ichigo was laid gently onto her bed by the Kisshu impersonator. Masaya smiled mischievously to himself as he sat down on the bed next to her. She smiled at him, unaware that he was not who she wanted him to be. I dont know why he keeps attacking us attacking you, she finally said. He look
ScarsScars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say that every scars tells a story
Well, then I'm a fucking history book
EnglandxReader- MemoriesIt had been nearly 4 years since you'd visited London. You sighed, taking in a deep breath as you gazed up at the drizzly, moist, grey sky. "It's been too long." You whispered quietly to no one, closing your eyes as memories overtook your senses.EnglandxReader- Memories3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me?" You tried getting the blonde-haired man's attention, your tentative and unsure voice smaller than desired. Clearing your throat, you tried again. "Could you please help me, sir?"
The worker looked up from the rather thick novel he was reading, regarding you with semi-masked curiousity, his ridiculously thick eyebrows raised in question. You mentally sucked in a breath as you were met with his shockingly emerald eyes. You struggled to refrain from taking a step back.
"How may I do so?"
"I'm a bit lost," you laughed sheepishly, "would you mind telling me where I am?"
"You are standing in a bookstore in London, England." He grinned, a glimmer in his eyes, as you frowned at his reply. "I'm just teasing you, love. Is there some plac
EnglandxReader drabble: Tea for TwoYou rang your boyfriend's doorbell with shaking fingers, anxiously shifting your weight from one foot to the other. He had invited you over to his house for a spot of tea, which was quite rare of him. You had been completely caught unaware. However, you thought that it was nice for him to call you for once and invite you over.EnglandxReader drabble: Tea for Two3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur opened the door, and upon seeing you, he raised one corner of his mouth. "Hello," he greeted you formally; as could be expected from him.
"H-Hey," you smiled shyly, ducking your head a little to the side. "T-thanks for the invitation," you managed to speak, your throat unnaturally dry. For whatever reason, it was kind of weird.
"Love, you can't stand outside all day long. Come on in," he gently guided you through the doorway.
You blushed, feeling his hand resting on the crook of your back. Arthur led you to a small table, where a shiny delicate silver cake stand held all sorts of tiny delicious looking pastries just begging to be eaten.
Unable to help your
The Axis X Reader Part 3The Axis X Reader Part 3The Axis X Reader Part 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
You had gotten to Arthur's house and had stayed their a month.You had gotten to know the members of the Allies and your best friend was Canada. He was quiet,but friendly. He seemed to be the nicest out of the whole group,not perverted and not to hyper,not scary either.
You were currently training with Arthur,it reminded you of Ludwig,you quickly pushed that thought away. He had lied to you,he didn't matter to you anymore. You looked back at Arthur,he was struggling to catch up,it reminded you of big brother Feliciano.You sighed and pushed that thought away too.
"Come on Arthur!",you called stopping. "W-wait.....up.......I....am......tired....",he gasped. "Come on you big baby, we still have six miles left, I am not even tired yet! Don't you want to be as strong as Alfred?",you asked. "Yes....let....me....take.....a....break......first......",huffed the man collapsing in a heap.
"Ugh,fine. You are so slow.",you complained the the british man. "So...th
World Is Mine...And Prussia Too (Prussia x Reader)"SEKAI DE ICHI-BAN OHIME-SAMAWorld Is Mine...And Prussia Too (Prussia x Reader)3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
SOU IU ATSUKAI KOKORO-ETE
You sang and started to dance like you were Miku in her concert. All of your friends would laugh and enjoy your short performance. Of course they all loved your voice. Well...maybe not in real life, but here you are really good.
Just as you sang and danced, you heard an obnoxious laugh...though you wouldn't really call it obnoxious.
"Kesesesese~ Look at our lil' superstar here!" It was Gilbert! Duh, who else could it be? After all, he's the only guy who laughs like that in school. Aaah, he's so cute. Actually, he's your crush. Ohoho, you have such a HUGE crush on him.
There ya go. You try to hide your tomato red face from him. The Prussian just smirks at you and asks "What's the matter,____? Am I wrong that you're so good at singing?" Oh gosh. Your cheeks heat up. It feels like there's fire burning 'em turning your cheeks really, really, really red. Ask Spain and he might mistake you as one of his tomatoes.
Storytelling with America and EnglandOnce upon a time, there was a princess who was locked in a tower. Her name was Alice. She was really pretty, but she had huge eyebrows.Storytelling with America and England3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
E:"You bloody wanker!"
Am:"Dude don't interrupt the story."
So anyway, there was also a freakin awesome hero, named Alfred. He was riding on his horse, going by the castle when he heard someone yell "Help me! I need a hero!" Alfred looked all around and ended up with his eyes set on the balcony, which was waaaay far up high. Like someone cold totally bungee jump off of it. A princess? Is that Alice? I heard about her at Ye old Mickey D's yesterday. He thought to himself.
"Alice? Is that you?" He called up.
"Why yes! It is me! Have you come to rescue me?"
"Of course! I'm a hero!" But at that moment, a huge blue dragon appeared and it spoke!
"Ohonhonhon...what have we here? someone trying to steal mon amour?"
E:"Why the hell is France in the story."
Am:"Cuz he stole the princess. Duh."
But that doesn't stop the hero! No way! So he pulls out
JapanxReader: Tsukimi Ficlet"Wow, you weren't kidding about Tsukimi " you breathed in amazement.JapanxReader: Tsukimi Ficlet3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Indeed, tonight was the night when the full moon seemed to be more beautiful and shined brighter than any other moons before. The pitch black sky was the stage and the stars were just back-up performers compared to the true star of the show. You and Japan sat side by side on the grass in his garden and gazed up at the moon in awe.
Japan chuckled softly, amused by your words. "Of course I was not kidding, _______-san. Why would I lie to you?"
A light shade of pink stained your cheeks as you shrugged and smiled in embarrassment, not really knowing any other way to answer. A comfortable silence had settled on the two of you before you decided to lie down and rest your head on his lap. Japan blushed and stiffened considerably, but after a few moments, you felt his muscles relax. He kept quiet and was not in any hurry to get you off of him. You smiled triumphantly at this to yourself.
"It's too bad you can't always se
AmericaxReaderxJapan- An Unlikely HeroAmericaxReaderxJapan- An Unlikely Hero3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An AmericaxReaderxJapan story
I hope you like it
You were with your friends at lunch time. One of them told the funniest joke, and
you just had to laugh. Unbeknownst to you, there was a quiet student watching you as
you laughed. A blush erupted on his face when he saw your laughing face.
I quickly looked down to my drawings that I had set on the lunch table. The
drawings were manga ideas that I jotted down. _______ looked a lot like the heroine in
my series, which made me blush
SwitzerlandxReader: Request for DatarsiahReader Insert for HetaliaSwitzerlandxReader: Request for Datarsiah3 years ago in Romance More Like This
SwitzerlandxReader: Request for ~Datarsiah
Somehow, you had managed to get yourself lost in the middle of town in your grand search for the grocery store. Despite the layout of the entire city being a simple grid, you found yourself unaware of your location, and only a vague idea of the streets as you had only heard their names in passing. It had all started this morning when you learned you would need some pears for this evening.
"Hey _______!" Gilbert called into your house, the sound reverberating throughout your house, "The awesome me is having a party tonight!"
You ducked your head out of the kitchen for a moment, not bothering to dust off the flour that sprinkled your cheeks and clothes, "What do you mean, Gilbert?"
"I mean, I'm throwing a party tonight and it's going to be extremely awesome!" the red-eyed man exclaimed, "There's going to be tons of beer and the most extremely awesome chocolate fountain ever!"
Your jaw dropped at th
Austria x Reader: You are loveObserving him closely, you were amazed with his musical genius. He was fantastic, his fingers moving precisely across the piano keys of ivory, he seemed to be content. Something was wrong, he was upset his song had no heart in it like most of them. Dull, the song ended with one long and sad key, Austria getting up quickly to bow and leave.Austria x Reader: You are love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I thank you for coming, ________." Flustered, he seemed like he was trying to hurry this conversation, messing with his fingers a little bit, they were shaking profoundly.
"Oh, it was my pleasure Austria?" You had to ask, you were worried he could've been sick and needed help. Getting up from a plush red chair, you scooted over to him awkwardly as he tried to scoot far away from you.
"W-what is it? I-I have something to do now!" He turned, but with a swift gaze he ran out of the adorned room, his curl bouncing with his step.
"Wait! Austria, please?!" Slamming the door, he was gone but he dropped something, it shined brightly as the sunligh
What happens when you buy Hetaloids England Part 1I decided to open Britain. I mean I have had a thing for British hot guys, and this was one chance I was NOT passing up. I basically ripped the top off and there he was, sitting on a chair, eyes closed, I had a odd urge to poke his catapilliar eyebrows but I refrained not wanting to cause him to maybe do something that may scare me. I grabbed the manual to make sure I knew what I was doing. Hey better safe then sorry right?What happens when you buy Hetaloids England Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ok. I needed to wake him up with scones and hot tea. I also made sure to be polite I didn't want to piss England off. He came with scones luckily ,Mental note I need to be able to cook scones and british food that won't kill my stomach.I got the tea ready making sure it was strong , with a plate of scones, I spoke to England in a polite yet somewhat nervous tone "...E-England....I have some tea and scones, would you like some?"
With that his eyes sprung open and he looked at me and smiled "Yes, I would thank you." He took one scone and took a bite from it
Seven minutes in heaven: Prologue7 minutes in heaven prologue:Seven minutes in heaven: Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come on _______ it'll be an amazing party just come!" your best friend Aflred F. Jones shouted at you over the phone.
"Alfred iv'e allready said no,i have to help my mum clean..." your replied walking back from the shops carrying milk and bread in a carrier bag.
"Dude i don't care if your not here by 8 oclock we are officially not friends anymore" he said down the phone laughing.
"Hey Alfred that's not fair and anyway iv'e allready told you i have to help mum clean-"
"Your house is allways clean ______ its not gonna take that long"
"YOU KNOW WHAT FINE I'LL COME!!" you shouted hanging up the phone. You walked into your house and shoved the carrirer bag on the counter.
"MUM!! IM GOING TO A PARTY AT ALFREDS TONIGHT!" you shouted walking into your bedroom and slamming the door. you heard a faint mumble come from you mother saying 'yes fine'. you wern't actually meant to be helping your mother clean it was just an excuse you would use when you really didn't wa
AmericaxReader-Best FriendAmericaxReader-Best Friend3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Please can we -name-?" whined your cute friend Alfred F. Jones.
"No, Alfred, that is embarassing" you said as you shook your head. You were having an okay day until your American friend dragged you into a bar.
"Please name! This will be the only song you have to sing." said Alfred as he looked up at you with big blue puppy eyes.
"F-Fine just this one song, Alfred F. Jones." you said in defeat. There was no way you could defeat Alfred's puppy eyes.
"Don't worry -name-! We will sound great because IM THE HERO! " he shouted in a cheerful tone as he dragged you to go to see the DJ.
You roll your eyes as you walk up to the DJ to give him the song Alfred had choosen.
The DJ was a grumpy old man.
"What do you brats want?" said the DJ
"This one one! Number 3!" said Alfred in his normally cheerful voice.
"Fine. Get on the dang stage now!" said the DJ irriated.
'Sheesh great customer service.' you thought as you rolled your eyes while you walk onto the stage.
AustriaxReader .: A Dream of Love:.You ran your fingers over the ivory keys delicately, longing to play a note. But, alas. You could not. At least, not while Mean Mr. Austria (what you and your friend Italy called him) was around. If he even saw you stroke one key, he'd be furious. Well, that's what you thought. You had never tried to, and he had never told you not to. But whenever he played, it seemed as if a tangible bliss filled the room along with his beautiful playing.AustriaxReader .: A Dream of Love:.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
And oh, how you longed to play the majestic grand piano before you.
You knew that if you tried you'd be a little good, you could feel it. Not extraordinary like Mr. Roderich Edelstein, but more than Ms.Elizabeta. Call it 'natural talent'. Mr. Austria never knew about these string feelings of yours, or how much you wanted to be next to him as he played. His fingers could play very solemn songs, or very cheerful and festive waltzes.
You sigh and lean an elbow on the piano, accidentally forgetting to protect the ivory and ebony (lol) keys wit