SpeakSpeak to meSpeak3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will listen
Tell me your story
Sing me your song
Play me the music
That has been gone for so long
Let me listen to the words
Scream HEAR ME to the abyss
Then settle in the silence
Of words made from bliss
Yes I'm DifferentYes my hair is orangeYes I'm Different3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it's standing in all directions
Yes my shoes don't match
Thanks for your corrections
Yes I see you staring
And no that's not a whisper
Yes I'm being different
Is that wrong to you mister?
Thanks for your forced opinion
When I want to listen I'll ask
But right now I'm busy being me
So you can kiss my ass
Unseeing EyesI have eyes that see everythingUnseeing Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Both at once and
None at all
They see details so obvious
Most miss them
And they see hidden things
Not meant to be found
But I suffer 20/20 blindness
Always missing what's right there
And skimming over what
Others look for and see
The strongest prescription
Could not repair
Because I probably don't want
To see what I'm missing there
So that's the way it's going to be
What You Make of It“You look pretty today.”What You Make of It3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The little girl placed a tiara on her head and spun so her tutu twirled around her waist. She looked like a real princess now. She spun again and skipped away.
“Your hair looks nice.”
The same girl pushed her hair behind her ear. It was longer now, just as she was taller. She bared her teeth and examined the foreign metal before walking away.
“Cute outfit today.”
The new teen adjusted her top for the thousandth time that morning. She turned to leave, but paused before she vanquished the lights. Without turning she bowed her head, “You wouldn’t lie…would you?”
“Of course not.”
She didn’t look back.
“Oh shut up.”
The young woman applied another layer of makeup and pushed at her chest, wishing for it to be bigger and for her hips to be smaller. She shifted uncomfortably in fro
Part of MeThe window rattlesPart of Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the crisp October air,
Leafy battles whisper
Tiny tattles while
Stirring up cares and dares
It's warm where we are,
Burrowed under the covers—
The last thing I want to do is move
But not would mean hearing
From everyone and their mothers.
My face still in your neck,
And your arm wrapped
Around me tight—
I have to go and I have to move
But being here feels
The alarm sounds in my ear—
From my phone before my brain,
You stir and pull me closer,
And my will to move is strained
I manage to untangle from your
I kill the alarm without a sound
And wish that it was warm
I maneuver past you again,
Trying hard not to hit my head,
As I search in the dim light
For the ladder
My foot hits a rung
And when I think I am done,
Your iron fist grasps my wrist
And pulls me back in
You ask, sleep still holding your eyes.
I feel like a child
Caught spoiling a surprise.
I am against your chest again
POTC2: Barbossa's Revenge Pt1"Catherine! Get ready to go; we're leaving soon," called a strong male voice softly through the door of the fifteen-year-old's bedroom. Her eyes snapped open as a thin smile danced across her fair face. Her father was taking her to his blacksmith's shop for a third time to help her learn the trade; against her mother's and grandfather's wishes, that is. The girl stumbled silently out of bed, already dressed in a simple outfit consisting of a cream-colored blouse, brown vest-like jacket, and tan breeches. She had woken long before daybreak to dress in anticipation for the day ahead. Quickly running a comb through her long, dark hair, Catherine looked at herself in the standing glass mirror. Not too bad, she thought to herself, not bad at all.POTC2: Barbossa's Revenge Pt110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She and her father, William Turner (known to nearly everyone as Will) departed the still house quietly to make their way to the shop. The pair had an especially strong bond; Catherine's first words had been daddy, ship, and smith. Will was not onl
The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IThe Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She raised her palms to the sky, fingers spread, and sunk her toes into the earth. Heat-filled particles of light warmed her face and the moist cool matter softened her toes. This was life and she relished in its glory.
Nature was her mother and the ruler of the cosmos was her father. She imagined herself as a tree, her feet diving down into the rich folds of the earth, planting their roots, while her fingers extended to the heavens forming into a million branches. Leaves and flowers exploded from her branches as they begged for the gift of light from the sun.
She walked in beauty. From where she stood, a gathering of red poppies reached to her gently brushing against her calf, begging to feel her touch. She leaned forward caressing the petals with the tips of her fingers and the flowers gently kissed her face in return. She laughed. She had always imagined that poppies would make for extremely faithful friends, providing every comfort and need in times of despair, but they would alway
another notch on the wall. 1.another notch on the wall.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a while now,
a while now has passed
with bruises crying jagged from your voice
and pretty little nicks upon
( tricky partners dancing
within your hands cupped around a flame,
for artists draw and
another curse at the bleeding night
snipping stitches and
weaving nightmares into weary minds.
To Proud to Cry (Germany x Romano)Romano was walking around the house. It was easy to space off while walking the familiar hallways, and soon he found himself upon his room... actually... it was his and his lover's room. The one that they both slept together in, clinging to each other's warmth in the cold of the night and enjoying gentle space when it was to warm.To Proud to Cry (Germany x Romano)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Romano reached for the doorknob, then stopped, scowling. There was a noise coming from inside, but it was rather quiet. It was muffled, and painful.
Opening the door, Romano came upon a sight that made his heart break.
His love was leaning in the darkest corner of the room, head back, hand over his mouth, tears streaming down his cheeks. His eyes weren't focused, and they were red where the whites should have been.
His love's head popped up and his eyes widened, seeing that the other had found him. The German man spun around to face the corner, shutting eyes tightly and keeping head low.
He was to proud to cry....
"Lovino.... what d
Venus De MiloStoneVenus De Milo3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I move to catch you
In my embrace
But with broken arms
I can hold you
As a trophy
Of my Misery
Unkempt PromiseTitle - Unkempt PromiseUnkempt Promise3 years ago in Drama More Like This
A young boy looked around his surroundings. Blood everywhere. Dead bodies were strung around him. This war - on his side - was hopeless. The little boy fell to the ground in tears.
"Dammit," He hissed under his breath. "Dammit why. Why is this war going on? Why can't it just stop? I need it to end. My people need it to end. It's killing me slowly. Please lord, make it stop."
A man in shoulder length blonde hair walked forward. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the sword in his hands. The boy turned his head. His opponent gave a cruel smile.
"Bonjour Holy Rome," The Frenchman laughed. "Fancy seeing you out here. A you ready to just give up? You can't carry on like this. Just hand over control of you're empire to me and no more damage will be done, no?"
Holy Rome slowly stood up. He knew what he was doing was stupid. He knew he couldn't face the older nation. France was stronger than him. He had more allies. He had powers like the Eng
Reader x Austria x Hungary: ScissoroidYou walk out of your room with a smile excited to practice your music with master Roderich. He had the sweetest smile, a calming voice, and was so nice to you. He was a magnificent piano player and not a bad singer either. You walk and from the corner of your eye see Elizabeta. You quickly go behind the corner and peer out to watch Roderich and her.Reader x Austria x Hungary: Scissoroid3 years ago in Horror More Like This
They were smiling and laughing with each other as they worked. You scowl at the Hungarian woman. You loved Roderich so much more then you let on. He wasn't just a great mentor. No, he was your biggest crush and you would give the world to be with him. His silky black hair with that one curl, his beautiful deep eyes, and those glasses her wore just topped off the cute.
Elizabeta turned and smiled at you. It was a simple little smile but it made you feel furious. Why did she get to be alone with master and you didn't? What made her so special that she was allowed to be showered with compliments given by master? You grit your teeth
Lost. Ch. 24Lost. Chapter 24.Lost. Ch. 243 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about not posting in a while. Had a 600 point project to do that took me nearly two months to complete. I got really far behind in my writing and I only had chapter 23 prewritten and I like to be three chapters ahead of time so I can make sure there are no gaps. Plus it helps me edit better since I'm my own beta. ^_^ So if it sucks it's my fault. I'm much too impatient for a beta. Wow. That sounded pretty nerdy, eh? Lol.
Sparkling angel I believed
You are my savior in my time of need
Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear
All the whispers, the warnings so clear.
I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door
There's no escape now, no mercy no more
No remorse 'cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart.
You took my heart, deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams, I wished they turn into real
You broke the promise and made me realize
It was all just a lie.
Sparkling angel, I couldn't see
Your dark intentions, your feelings for me
Ginga Densetsu Weed: Do or DieThere has never been anything to worry them before; at least, not like this.Ginga Densetsu Weed: Do or Die5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sure, Weed might be small, but he's been trained by one of the best to defend himself and those he loves.
Besides, the group clusters together whenever they stop to rest, whenever they sleep at night. And here Jerome, Kyoushiro, Akame, GB, Rocket, and the others subconsciously encase their Tora-ge Leader in a protective circle.
So there should never be much of anything to be on edge about right?
Yet, despite this logic and for all of their guarding, there is nothing to stop a threat when it is unrealized, when it is undetected.
And it is for this reason that they are anxious now, for Weed has been kidnapped in the dead of night from right under their noses, and the scent left behind in the snow suggests he is being dragged. Which may or may not mean that he's been knocked unconscious, that he's injured.
What they don't understand, though, more than anything is why they never heard a single soun
Become One Da?Prussia welcomed himself loudly into Arthurs house and set the six pack of beer he was carrying down on a table in the hall way. "Hey Eyebrows, I'm home!" He called out. There was no reply, not even a scolding for being so obnoxiously loud. Gilbert wandered through the house and found his bed unmade and in the sink an stack of dirty dishes.Become One Da?3 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Hey England? Artie you here?" It was strange, it wasn't like Arthur to leave his a house a mess. He quickly went through the rest of the house, fearing the worst, a dead body covered in blood, or simply no Arthur at all. He was relieved when he found him in the living room.
"Hey Arthur. I was looking everywhere for you and Arthur, you ok?" The room was dark except for the bluish glow from the TV as Arthur flipped through the channels with a small click from the remote. The curtains were drawn and the sound in the television was turned down all th
Global Snap XVII - SwitzerlandVash shook the unmoving body of his sister. "Erika!(1) Erika! Get up! I-I know you're faking..! Get up...!"Global Snap XVII - Switzerland4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Shaking and gently lowering his sister's body back onto the floor, Vash's eyes widened and tears threatened to spill over his eyelids. He shook his head, shutting his eyes violently and gripping his soft blonde locks between his fingers.
Suddenly, his eyes filled with anger and he felt something deep within him snap. Uncontrollable rage consumed him quickly and he marched out of the bathroom, grabbing a rifle off of a shelf that contained some books. Humor, romance, tragedy, who even knew what kinds of books were scattered there?
Vash kicked the front door ferociously and it flew off it's hinges, flying across the front yard. Grasping the rifle firmly between his hands, he felt tears sliding down his cheeks. Whether in anger or sadness, it didn't matter. He turned his head slightly to the right to see a particular Austrian watering his flowers.
Anger making his arms vi
Global Snap XII: FinlandWhite walls. A scared blonde kid screaming. And then, a red splash covering everything. And then, everything was black. The pain in the eye, was unberable. So was the one in the head, but the eye took the price on the pain. Oh, so much damage, dealt by a kid. A poor, scared kid, who suffered so much, and had to make trought it by hurting a dear person. But Finland couldn't think of all of this at the moment. Finland screamed, screamed and cryed, while falling to the floor, when Sealand stabbed his eye with the needle.Global Snap XII: Finland3 years ago in Drama More Like This
And then, then pain was away. When he could finally see something, he was in a hospital bed, resting just like the child. At his side, a doctor, looking extremely worried. The kid was still on his bedroom, he said, sedated due to a nervous breakdown. And how to not be like that, after all what happened? It was then when Finland noticed something. Half of his vision was black. He could not longer see from the left eye. At the moment, he panicked. After all his violent hist
APH: Death of InnocenceDreams burn away, honor and humanity are sacrificed. There can be no return once hate is allowed to take control of an entire nation. Death of innocence means the death of millions.APH: Death of Innocence3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inside a great hall in Berlin's Reich Chancellery Prussia couldn't stop himself from congratulating himself and his brother, of course, and maybe even Austria and their allies. The Reich the German empire was at its largest with France, Poland, Greece, Northern Africa and even Ukraine, Belarus and Russian territories subjugated. It was a good time to be a German. Sure, Russia had pushed back the Wehrmacht's advance and stopped them from overrunning Moscow, but that could be dealt with. Germany would deal with it when he was ready. The iron eagle on the wall, its ever-vigilant and ever-watchful pose reminding everyone of the glory of the German nation, seemed to be just as pleased as Prussia himself, its beak proud, its pose glorious. Germany above all others,
Hammer of Witches-Ch.1-AliveCh.1: AliveHammer of Witches-Ch.1-Alive3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Scarlet. The world turned scarlet. Consumed by searing agony, whole world in flames. No, not the whole world. Because there was still a warmth that didn't burn, something that didn't hurt. A drop of white in the sea of crimson.
Cold, rough and wet stone scrapped unforgivingly on the skin of the man's knees as the he was dragged along it. Crimson droplets and smears of the person's blood were tracing the way perfectly like a path of crumbs. Not that the man would need to find his way back. Loud rough click followed by a sudden screeching noise of an iron sliding against iron tore through the musty air of the place and moments later the previously dragged body was thrown onto the same cold stone floor without much care. There was the same screeching noise of iron bars moving, closed this time, and an unmistakable sound of a rusty lock sliding into place, then retreating steps and then silence.
The body on the floor stirred signalling that it was, indeed, still alive. T
:EnGarde- Ch 9::EnGarde- Ch 9:3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Caleb grabbed his mask back from the receptionist after she had checked the mesh and bib, running his thumb along the new blue stamp on its side amidst the many other, older, ones.
"Are you all checked?" Delacruz asked him when he found the boy stretching in the men's locker room.
"Yep," The fencer replied, switching legs.
"Alright then get your stuff on. I'll help you warm up."
"m'kay." The brunette nodded, looking over at Delacruz knowingly, "Gonna show off for all the sponsors, eh?"
The Asian man smirked before leaving Caleb to suit up.
Alec sat up from where he'd been lying on the bed and stalked out of his room to get some food in his stomach. He hadn't eaten since yesterday, his head too clouded from constantly thinking about Caleb to worry about food.
As he walked out into the hallway, the sound of the TV in Danni's room made him freeze mid-step. Glancing over from where he stood, he saw the brunette that had been invading his
WR- The Journey to Paradise P19WR- The Journey to Paradise P194 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WOLF'S RAIN- THE JOURNEY TO PARADISE
NOT COMPLETELY HEARTLESS
All Sue knew, was that they were in a forest of some kind. They'd been running for hours, and the strong blizzard coming from the other direction didn't help.
In fact, it left small icicles hanging from the wolves' fur.
"Are we almost there?" Sue panted.
"You would know if we were." Tsume snapped.
"No I wouldn't." She replied frostily.
"It's so cold!" Toboe whined.
"I have had enough of you two!" Tsume growled. He barred his teeth at the two pups snarling, the cold having apparently numbed his brain, as well as his feelings.
Kiba growled, but before he had time to react, Asante jumped in front of the pups, defending them from Tsume's scorn.
Asante stood right in front of the male, now in human form, and barred her teeth back at him.
"You do NOT want to mess with me." She growled, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket. "You're just mad 'cause you're cold. That's all."
Tsume's scowl deepened and he pulled away fr
RosesI brought you rosesRoses4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and came back each day,
to watch them decaying
and tried not to liken them
to your body beneath the earth.
My Darkest HourMy Darkest Hour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Darkest Hour
I've become lost
In my sundered reflection
I've finally crossed
The line of desperation
I sense something sinister
Something that is beyond cruel
My tears seem to hinder
Ready to break down soon
The darkness is always waiting
To rule / To conquer
To swallow / To devour
To return / To overpower
The shadows are always lurking
As I cry / As I weep
As I beg / As I plead
As I fall / As I grieve
The blinding fear is consuming
My anxiety-infected veins pour
I'm beyond weak
I don't want to be afraid anymore
Let me bleed
This is the only way out
A perfect exit for a coward
No longer am I bound
I couldn't survive my darkest hour