The DollYou were treating me like I am not a human being,The Doll5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were acting as if I have got no feelings,
I was blind, I wasn't seeing.
As if I was your doll,
Not even your favourite one.
What do you expect me to do?
You need to realise, I'm gone!
You played by it,
You even hit!
You hit it,
You broke it,
Whenever you felt like it doesn't fit.
And when you wanted to, you would fix it,
With no words, when you just sit.
You sit next to it,
And treat it anyways.
It just wanted you to talk to it,
Even a little tiny bit.
You are the one to blame,
You are the one who walked away,
Whenever I came.
I am sorry,
I can no more be your messed up life's frame.
Your doll is not plastic,
It can NOT be recycled.
I just want you to know,
I used to believe we were meant to be.
But I can no more show,
My buried feelings.
Your doll is not plastic,
It can NOT be recycled.
It can't keep looking fantastic,
Like the first time you picked it.
I want you to remember these words of mine,
I did anything for you,
I just want
dear katie.i.dear katie.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you felt the first heartache
that really mattered.
now you've become
a virgin painted black
biting your lip
and cultivating your bitterness.
but Katie, Katie,
it's not the last time.
you're gonna wind up
with bloodied knees
more times than you can count,
and you're gonna spend
many nights that leave
dripping into your pillows.
You're gonna panic
and almost crash your car.
you're gonna say infinite
hellos and goodbyes
in the span of a moment
and at times
you will feel like an apple tree
planted in a jam jar,
crushed and misplaced.
I'd be lying if I said
you won't grow.
you were wrong
every time you left without
and you were wrong
every time you went to sleep
without saying "I love you"
or giving a kiss goodnight.
you make mistakes
more often than not,
but you fix it.
or you learn to live with it,
that's the only way to recover.
you'll fall in love.
it won't be like
that boy or that <i>
pyromania.I tasted your lips sideways,pyromania.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
and they were lit like
but in reality,
your breath simply hovered
above the bowl,
and you smiled at me
as you lost control.
hi momhigh school’s getting a bit toughhi mom3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i just wanted to know if you’ve ever
looked in the mirror and thought that maybe
your five year old self was disappointed in you.
just wanted to ask if maybe you’re disappointed in me,
just wanted to tell you that this is a lot harder
than i thought it would be when i was five because
people are a lot more different now than they were then.
they're a lot better. and a lot worse and things are a lot
more complicated now that i realize the gerbil i had
when i was six didn’t just “fall asleep” while i was holding it
and the cat i had when i was eight didn’t really “run away”
while i was at grandma’s house.
i’m still not sure about the line between good lies
and bad lies but my friend told me it has something
to do with intent and i know you hate to
see me cry so even on days i feel like the dead sea
inside, i promise i will not let go.
i just wanted to ask you how it felt when dad told
Does It Matter?Attack On Titan Reader X VariousFeeling the warmth of the wool blanket around you, you couldn’t up to the cloth in gratitude of the cover from the brisk night. You stirred as you took a deep breath, glancing out the window from your bottom bunk. It’s was still night, thank god, and nowhere near sunrise. Smiling tiredly at the sky, you close your eyes and let darkness welcome you again.Does It Matter?Attack On Titan Reader X Various2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, you felt a drowning sensation all across your face.
“What the-!!” Bolting upright, you’re nailed your head straight onto the upper bunk. Cringing in pain and grabbing your forehead with a string of mumbled curses, you realized that your hair was…wet?
Wait a minute; did someone dump water on you?
You opened your eyes, now fully awake, to turn to cold and dark eyes.
“Cadet _______, you have twenty minutes to get ready.” In shock, you sat there in shock with your mouth hanging open. Without waiting for you to gain comprehension, he spoke again as you noticed his gaze lowered a bit
advice.i.advice.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you can't erase me
like an incorrect answer.
I have started to learn
that being wrong
taste it like honey
at the back of your throat,
embrace it the way
your spine would embrace
your mattress after a long, tiring day.
you cannot rub it away;
this is our natural tattoo.
engrave it on your skin,
that the path you walk
is forever under construction.
the important thing
is that we keep building.
we have an instinct to fight.
not long ago
I may have compared humans
to intricate things like roses,
but now I think
we are stronger than that.
call us white blood cells.
we do not rest.
our battles are internal and infinite,
and our conquests are
the beast that defeats us
is the final one,
and we will not go down
without leaving our opponent
scrape your knees
with the shards of your broken heart.
at times you may feel like you want to.
but hearts are not made of glass,
and no poetic metaphor
will make i
My DemonDemon, Demon,My Demon1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let me in.
The little dark place,
you've locked yourself in.
I know your scared,
of the monsters that lurk out there.
Open you're eyes.
The monsters in front of you,
are a disguise.
Call my name.
I will show you,
our burning flame.
Once you see it you will find,
that those monsters,
are You and I.
Birth MarkedGrandpa used to tell storiesBirth Marked10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
about the night I was born,
said a lost sparrow with cockeyed feathers
hopped across my right shoulder
and left its mark.
Shifting the sheaf of hair
mom refused to cut short
and craning my neck,
I could just see the cluster
of sharp-edged W's etched like tattoos
across the scalloped scoop of my bones.
In summer heat waves,
I learned to weave my dark tangles into braids
and let the claw strokes breathe,
the thin straps of feather-print shirts
pushed out of the way.
On those days,
Grandpa claimed I could lift my arms, wing-like,
and fly myself into something new.
though the sun is high
and summer nears again,
Grandpa is gone
and I am weighted by dark moods
and black mascara.
Standing at his graveside,
I tell him stories about the parts of him I miss
and the parts of me I hate
but cannot change;
the parts I was born into.
A phantom breeze clutches
the fresh bob of my wayward hair
and for a moment,
I can feel his work-calloused fingers
Cut! Eren Jaeger x Reader | Actor!AUCut! Eren Jaeger x Reader | Actor!AU2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The director shouted, resting his chin atop of his knuckles. You attentively watched Eren on set behind the cameras and tugged on the sleeves of your military jacket. The lighting was dimmed for this particular scene to bring up the level of tension, no natural source of light to be found.
Eren gritted his teeth together as the camera's blinking light lit up, scanning his surroundings. He stiffly lifted his head up and tugged his arms forward, only to have them pulled back. Gazes of disbelief laced with caution were fixated on the boy's kneeling form, his cuffed hands behind the pole. Their faces hardened as Eren flickered his glare to all sides, and lowers his head.
This military tribunal will decide who Eren will be handed to; the Survey Corps for retaking Wall Maria, or the Military Police, who regard him as a monster. Therefore, having him executed for humanity's sake.
The camera men slightly shifted the camera's angles to where Mikasa and Armin st
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
Destiny Planet: ProloguePROLOGUE:Destiny Planet: Prologue8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
THE DEATH OF A PIRATE KING
Some men have died and some are alive
And others have sail on the sea.
With the keys to the cage
And the Devil to pay
We lay to the Fiddler
Beneath a bridge of Port Royal, Elizabeth Turner (once known as Swann) covered in a dark maroon cloak that draped her shoulders, hid her golden blonde hair and entire body so no one would notice her, sailed on a small longboat she had stolen from a solar sloop she had snuck on a month ago.
Ten years. It had been ten years since her potential adventures with Captain Jack Sparrow and her husband, Will Turner occurred. She had been elected as the Pirate King of the Aquarium (thanks to the clueless or perhaps willfully generous Captain Jack Sparrow) in the Brethren Court.
Elizabeth was just returning to Port Royal, because some pirates recently kidnapped her son, Liam William Turner III for ransom. The Pirate King, having to take the prized Aqua Stones she had secretly looted from a
Emerge From DepthsThe fireflies dancedEmerge From Depths9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
On fast forward
Cast away fragments;
An underwater forest
A sudden explosion;
A creature of light
Emerged from depths
As did we
Emerge from our depths
There’s more to come.
A whole story cannot be told in one burst
Let us explore
I’m throwing my window open
And breaking the walls
Cocoon Meets Pulse Chapter 1Lightning and Fang meet under unusual circumstances. The attraction's there but being around Fang makes the soldier do things she wouldn't normally do. The situation confuses her and scares her to no end. FLight. Slightly AU.Cocoon Meets Pulse Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lightning's cell phone rang and when she saw whose number it was, she picked it up immediately.
Serah was her younger sibling and the only one who was allowed to call her by her real name. Nobody else had that special privilege.
"Where are you?" Her sister's voice practically screamed through the device.
Lightning could hear loud music playing in the background. She had a hard time deciphering Serah's words. She didn't miss her frustrated sigh though.
"You said you'd meet us later! Everybody's here! It's Hope's birthday or have you forgotten?
There was a heavy silence at the other end of the line. She heard another frustrated sigh.
"You have! I can't believe it!"
Unfortunately, she had. She was too busy with work to think about anything else. Sh
Waiting For YouDont worry, I promise well be perfectly alright. Trust me Waiting For You7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
With a loud, resounding gasp, the sweet anesthesia of sleep was broken. Bloodshot eyes stared up at the ceiling, trying to blink away the images that still appeared so clearly before them. Not once had the lone male inside the cell been able to close his eyes without seeing them and hearing his own words thrown back at him. It was like a fresh stab in the chest every time. Hed contemplated the possibility that the prisons food was drugged with something that caused the vivid dreams, but never got very far in his muddled, sleepy thoughts. The whole past few weeks were nothing but a blur. He remembered darkness, and a lot of it, while he was going in and out of consciousness. The reason for that mustve been drugs or injections of some sort, and he had a vague recollection of fighting off a medic whod attempted to dose him with something. The unconsciousness was like a dr
Fictional CharactersFictional characters are who we meet,Fictional Characters6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as we read the pages of a book.
We fall in love with them,
For their traits, and lives, despite not even knowing how they look.
Chivalrous, courageous, villainous and vile,
We each pick and choose who we like.
For these characters are more than you think,
when a reader invites them into their life.
Time and again, we’re told it’s fake,
That the stories, and tales don’t exists.
That the characters we love who fight monsters and dragons,
vanish when the story ends.
I know it sounds crazy, to say that for me,
A fictional character is real.
That I see him as more, than a page in a book
he’s something that I can touch and feel.
For many who read, create their own worlds,
because reality is just too much to take.
When life gets confusing, stressful or tragic
we feel like we just want to break.
There’s no one to comfort us, not even our friends,
nor family, can understand what’s inside.
Because in actuality, though it
The Wish It was somewhere during the middle-age, at the king's castle. Four lines of knights were standing in front of the throne, their armors shining, weapons sharpened to their finest. It was a time of battle - mere sport, for now - and every one of the knights was certain he'll win. The king's reward was more than promising - to fulfill the knight's one wish. And wishes they had plenty of - money, women, lands, that one wanted to become the king's general, the other would rather have a house in the city.The Wish4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the duels went, one knight stood clearly over the others. He won every battle, never lost a single one. He was strong and deadly, no more than few powerful strikes with his heavy sword, and his foe was defeated. The king was impressed. After the last duel, he called up the knight and announced him the winner.
"What do you want, then, brave warrior?" asked the king, smiling.
"Your daughter's hand, your Majesty." answered the knight, bowing h
The appropriate considerations when purcha...The appropriate considerations when purcha...3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The appropriate considerations when purchasing a couch
(Lulz, title wouldn't fit in the title box when posting...)
Fluff, AU(ish), FLight, more fluff
"Okay, now remember babe, our budget is around two thousand gil, yeah?"
Fang grabbed her more-than-slightly distracted, pink-haired girlfriend gently but firmly by the arm as they entered the large auction hall. She maneuvered her significant other until they were facing one another, eye to eye.
"I'm serious. I know how much you've being going on about this couch but we can't be going too crazy now, right?"
"I know." Lightning merely nodded, flashing her trademark shadow of a smile, "Two thousand gil." Fang hesitated before loosening her grip on the pinkette's arm.
"Don't worry." Lightning continued with a small peck to Fang's cheek, "Should be fine." Another smile. Despite the quick gesture of affection causing fluttering in her stomach and goosebumps up and down her
PPXI - Dirty FightingPPXI - Dirty Fighting4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You even tryin' Sunshine?" Fang taunted as Lightning hit the ground on her side. It was only for a few seconds, however, for she was back on her feet in a flash. Her Oerban opponent smirked at the Cocoon soldier's zeal. The pinkette had wasted no time, pushing herself back onto her feet and taking a few calculated steps backwards. It had effectively put her out of the reach of Fang's lance.
"And if I said I wasn't?" The question caused the Gran Pulsian's grin to widen, while an ecstatic shiver shot through her body. She disregarded the idea of answering a question that really didn't need one, and spun her lance back around her torso and lowering herself into a crouch. After a few quick breaths, she launched herself at the pinkette.
The two of them had been at it for over an hour. What started as an disagreement grew into a argument; that matured into a sparring match; and evolved into so
Babies Will Be BabiesBabies Will Be BabiesBabies Will Be Babies2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Someone’s A Little Badass
Fang still had trouble wrapping her mind around the fact that she and Lightning had a child. It was simultaneously the most awesome and most terrifying thing that had ever happened to her. What if they weren’t good parents? What if their child grew up to be some kind of horrible criminal? What if their child turned out grouchier that Lightning?
“Got your nose!” Fang tweaked Averia’s nose and chuckled at the putout expression on the baby girl’s face. “Who has got your nose? I do. I have your nose!”
Held securely in Lightning’s arms, Averia glared. The baby did not seem amused by the interruption of her morning meal. Then again, Fang wouldn’t have liked it either if someone pulled her away from Lightning’s breasts.
“Fang, you really shouldn’t do that.” Lightning patted Averia on the back. “I don’t think she likes it.”
Fire and IceFire and IceFire and Ice1 year ago in Humor More Like This
It had been a very long time since Serah and Lightning had shared a bed – and with good reason. But when Vanille and Fang had awakened from crystal stasis, the Farron sisters had immediately offered to take them in. Their house only had two bedrooms, but that shouldn’t have been a problem. Serah could share with Lightning, and Vanille could share with Fang. After all, they were sisters. Everything would work out.
Things were never that simple.
It was only mid-autumn, so the nights were cool but far from cold. However, that didn’t stop Lightning from acting like their room was caught in a blizzard. Each night, the older Farron would cover their bed with enough blankets to build a circus tent. To make matters worse, Lightning was also one of the clingiest people that Serah knew, which made it impossible for her to get out from under the mass of blankets.
That’s right, Lightning Farron liked to cuddle while she slept. That meant Serah spent each
FLight ~ Chapter FiveLater that day, Fang and Lightning rested in a room away from the group. They two were worn out from the dramatic opening to their day as Lightning fell in the freezing cold sea of Oerba. Lightning shuddered under the blankets. Her back bare from the wounds. Fang wasn't happy with the idea of Lightning being topless to help her wounds. She was badly injured and the cold air was making her unable to sleep. This made Fang unhappy too.FLight ~ Chapter Five3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Light, you ok there?" Light shivered again and said. "C-cold " She held tighter to the blanket breathing heavy in the sheets to try and warm herself up. "No-not w-working." She almost wept. "Come here " Fang wrapped her arms around her lovers waist. Trying to not touch her back or breasts. So in the end Lightning had to turn around and face her.
"This-is this awkward for you?" Light whispered through the blanket. "Trust me sunshine. I'm fine with it. Had to do this with Vanill
FLight ~ Chapter Seven " is she waking up"FLight ~ Chapter Seven3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"where did you find her?"
"at the top of the tower. With lightning!"
"you found her! Why isn't she here with fang then?"
"because lightning is crystal. I don't understand this as much as the rest of you " snow replied to the panicked teens. A soft voice called out to fang. It was serah. "fang. Please. I don't know of you awake or sleep right now. But thank you for finding my sister. I'm sure she was very happy to finally see you again and hear your voice. I know what its like to be in crystal. Even though she may look like she is sleeping. She isn't. her mind is awake. She can hear you. She talks to you in your dreams. So if you dreaming now. Please. Find out what happened to lightning and bring her home please ."
Fang woke up in the late hours of the night, vanille was sleeping in a chair beside he
From the heart - FLight Xmas specialChristmas.From the heart - FLight Xmas special4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Fang didn't really know what people where talking about when they used this term. Everybody seemed to be looking forward to this special day. Or whatever it was. It took her a while to actually ask Lightning's sister about the meaning, embarrassed at first. Serah was okay with it though, sitting down with a cup of tea to explain everything to the foreign woman with nearly endless patience.
As soon as Fang had processed all the new information, she was sure about one thing: giving something special to Lightning. In the end, the thought itself turned out to be easier than the action itself. What would she like and appreciate? Not even Serah or Snow couldn't help out, they were busy with looking for presents themselves.
The big, glorious idea just came one day before the celebration.
And there she stood, a tiny box in her hands, facing the female soldier with the faintest of smiles.
"Merry Christmas, Light. I hope you like it!"
Lightning glanced wearily at Fang first,
Hospital FlowersHospital Flowers4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I lay there and stare at the flowers to the side of me.
They were pretty, but they were there for a reason,
a stand in.
They think that if the flowers are here,
they wouldn't have to be.
Tears slipping onto my gown,
I miss them.
Flowers mean nothing,
They mean everything. . .
but yet they never came.