When I DieWhen I Die4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I die
Will you sing for me?
When I die
Will you cry?
When I die
Will you send flowers to my grave?
When I die
Will you be brave?
When I die
Will you still love me?
When I die
Will you let me be?
When I die
Will you throw away the ring?
When I die
Will you walk over the land like a king?
When I die
I will always be with you
By your side
And sing to you all day long.
Speaking to Her: PoemSpeaking to Her: Poem3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She looks as if she is in severe pain...
All she does is look through that window in vain...
Why is she going through this pain?
She just stands there watching the cold rain.
What is she thinking inside her head?
She looks as if she just wants to stay in bed.
Why are there cuts on her arm?
I know she really means no harm.
Why does she put her hair in a bun?
When she usually fixes it every day on the run.
Why does she worry so much?
If only she could see what I see, if only our opinions could touch.
I do not judge her.
Honestly, I want to get to know her.
Thorns - Chapter 1: The nameChapter 1: The nameThorns - Chapter 1: The name2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The year that I arrived at the Saint Pather’s Orphanage was one of those filled with one epidemic after another. The whole country lived in a fear of disease. It was easy to fall out of favour in society during those days – a cough in the wrong place, a sneeze in the wrong company and you were all but regarded as dead. No amount of money, good looks or genteel manners drove past peoples instinct for self-preservation. And if things were hard for adults, they were downright hopeless for little rug rats like me – an orphan left behind by two nameless parents, one a seamstress of some slight standard and another a merchant of no class. It did not matter that my father was killed by his own cargo – slaves he had acquired god knows how - and that my mother starved, using all of her earnings to keep food on my plate. That was before she became so skinny that people thought she had a disease, of course. After that, we
IDK Chap 2- Baby stuffIDK Chap 2- Baby stuff4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: I didn't know!!
Paring: Nowaki & Hiroki
Rating: M for Mpreg, smut, language, and Hiro-san's "love" abuse xD
Disclamer: I do not own Junjou Romantica
A/N: Lol Prego Hiroki xD
Hiroki sighed as he walked down the hall of the school. Three weeks, to a month has went by that he and Nowaki found out of Hiroki's pregnantcy. Hiroki sighed and pulled out a candy bar and started to eat it. Normally eating healty but he felt like a candybar. Miyagi looked over confussed. Hiroki pouted.
"What..?" He asked.
"Nothing.. Just you never eat a candy bar.."
"I want to eat it DAMNIT!" Hiroki cursed. Miyagi rose a brow and shrugged it off.
"Huh..? Your lover's pregnant..?" One of the nurses asked. Nowaki nodded.
"And I don't even know how... It's odd..."
"Well, I say since it's in the first trimester get dishes and the raguler stuff. Like dishes and a crib." Another said. Nowaki nodded at what she said and smiled.
"I'll keep that in mind thank you."
(Wow with time skips I've b
DriftwoodDriftwood4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
around the dawn
as if begging
for a favor,
so smooth and sharp
worn bare by August -
a mermaid's rib
rubs salt from sand,
the battering lilt of seagulls
against the summer sun.
The Cowboy and Me: Chap 1Your head hit the train window and you jolted awake. You rubbed your head. That hurt. The train jolted again, causing you to collide with your little brother, James.The Cowboy and Me: Chap 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ow!" he said.
The sixteen-year-old poked you. "Watch it ______." he said with a frown.
"It's not my fault." you said in your defense. He waved it off. You rolled your eyes and smiled. You brother always acted irritated, but he really wasn't. You leaned against his shoulder and tried to fall asleep again. Even though he was three years younger than you, he was taller than you by a lot.
The train suddenly jolted to a halt. You looked out the window. You nudged your father.
"Pa, we stopped." you said.
Your Pa jolted awake and rubbed his eyes. He looked out the window. "What in tarnation?" he mumbled.
Everyone in the third class car was looking around in confusion. Why did the train stop?
A man in uniform suddenly walked in the car and said, "Everyone, we apologize for the delay. The rail tracks are a little rusted here so we
My sunshineMy sunshine4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the days grow cold
And the nights dark
It's your sunshine that
Keeps me at ease
Even on the gloomiest of days
when the clouds reign the skies
And a bitter breeze brushes by
So paint me in your sunshine
for me to follow hand in hand
Remember me by your side
So I can keep my ray of sunshine
Red Rose of BeautyRed Rose of Beauty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red rose of beauty
With thorns so sharp and yet leaves so fragile
Red like the purest blood.
So harmless, yet so harmful.
Red rose of beauty let me pick you with fragility, take care of you
with love and forever watch your leaves grow.
Red rose of beauty I will take care of you untill you wither.
Somewhere Over That Burning RainbowSomewhere Over That Burning Rainbow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, my love,
What has happened to you?
Where is your smile?
Why do these tears,
Tears of great loss,
Stream down your cheeks?
Over these rigorous years,
You have matured so,
Been put through immense amounts of pain,
More than anyone should have to endure,
But nothing could stop these agonizing cries.
Let me mend your heart;
Spill all your troubles,
Everything that's crashed and burned,
As I stroke your hair,
Give your hand a reassuring squeeze,
And wipe those tears away,
While you wipe away mine.
Get up off that bed of yours
And quit sulking around;
Hold my hands,
And I'll grip yours
As we face this cruel world,
Leaving fear in the trail of dust behind us,
With our heads held high and proud,
Without a care in this scorching city around us.
Do not fear, my precious,
Your golden kingdom waits;
Gather up yourself,
And just keep your head held high
As you march like a broken-hearted solider
Down that marvelous yellow brick road,
Away from our boiling city,
For hope is coming on its way
5404 broadway boulevardsomething still lives in5404 broadway boulevard5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
aisles of extracted engines hanging full pelt in
hulking remains in
the suburban neighborhoods of filed radiators
more or less identical and
lined up like boxes on hillsides they've been
ripped clean from mangled metal bellies like
the grey concrete sounds of junkyard men
with hands so dirty they never scrub clean in
oil puddles and roaming dogs in
rain on rooftops that double as ceilings.
a half mile out under a sky like
frostbite and cashmere a sunset like
jaundice or rust there are
rows of pulled pistons silent, standing
sentinel, stainless steel heat sterilized
with the welding flame's fast blue tongue,
empty oil pans stacked used and discarded, and
engine wires parted and splaying like
i'll be there in the backseat of
some truck some
brave dirt road roamer
forgotten and knocking cold knuckled on tempered glass
my face far away and serious in your rear view mirror i am
searching the plush of thousands of car interiors for
SchizophreniaSchizophrenia3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SCHIZOPHRENIA schiz·o·phre·ni·a [skit-suh-free-nee-uh, -freen-yuh]
1. "Psychiatry" - Also called "dementia praecox." A severe mental disorder characterized by some, but not necessarily all, of the following features: emotional blunting, intellectual deterioration, social isolation, disorganized speech and behavior, delusions, and hallucinations.
2. A state characterized by the coexistence of contradictory or incompatible elements.
He knew something was wrong he could just feel it; yet he couldn't comprehend what was happening to him. He began to mumble nonsense; swat at imaginary fingers that grabbed at his clothes, threatening to steal him away; burst out in unexplainable rage. Everyone was frightened his brother especially. He conjured unfathomable beliefs falsely accused the innocent fell into a horrid; agony-filled state full of blood and tears He could hear those he loved call his name "Akihiro." They were n
AmericaXReader - WhistleAmericaXReader WhistleAmericaXReader - Whistle3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
War. That's what you called it.
"ARE YOU READY?!" you heard Prussia yell into the microphone. The crowd responded with a loud 'yes' and the stamping of feet.
"THEN LET THE SING OFF BEGIN!!" he yelled and immediately you were bring pushed up onto the makeshift stage. You were greeted with loud cheering and whistles. Turning to your left you saw your competitor, Alfred Jones, walking up on stage, blowing kisses to the audience.
You felt butterflies start up in your stomach as he winked at you, but that was only because you were nervous about the contest, right? Yea, there was no other explanation for it.
You shook Alfred's hand and forced the butterflies away. You'd been training for this ever since that fateful day last week were you'd bet Alfred you were a better singer.
He'd argued with you and Francis had suggested a sing off to determine who was better. So here you were, standing in front of a crowd of over 500 people, some friends, some bystanders from
Celebrity!AlfredxReader Chapter 2 As you screamed Alfred raced over to you, intending to calm you down, but you had other ideas. Of course you weren't completely over the events of last night so as he drew closer you became more frightened and surprised, grabbing the closest object to you. It wasn't until he came close enough for you to whack him in the head with said object did you realize you grabbed one of the fluffy pillows you were sleeping on earlier. You stood up on the bed as he became sprawled across the floor, the glasses on his face you didn't notice earlier becoming askew. As you stood, clutching the white pillow as if hanging onto it for dear life, your brain seemed to start working again as you just thought of what you did. Thinking a bit more rationally you immediately blushed scarlet, realizing your actions were a bit unjustified as you hit the man that actually saved you, and to top it off was a celebrity. Your mind seemed to have imploded in on itself as different emotions ran througCelebrity!AlfredxReader Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not So Cinderella - Iggy's Side - Part 1Just so you know, this starts the morning after Alfred leaves with the previous reader.Not So Cinderella - Iggy's Side - Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
England x Reader
Arthur stared at the empty bed before him. He'd gone to wake his younger brother up that was ALL. And what did he find? No. Alfred.
He almost instantly recalled the nights' previous events: his brother falling ill to a stomachache. That was a dumb thing to believe, he realized, as his brother ate like a cow. It was impossible to make that bottomless-pit stomach sick.
The blond man waltzed into the hallway, irked, and looked around in every direction. His eyes befell a single human at the end of the way, a housemaid. One of the recently hired ones, if he remembered correctly then again, he could have told by her face. All the younger ones were newer.
"Excuse me." He called to her, and she looked over, then smiled.
"What can I do you for, sir?" She asked, leaning casually on her broom. Said broom, however, had other plans. With a groan of complaint, t
Japan X Reader - Realizing LoveJapan X Reader Realizing LoveJapan X Reader - Realizing Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today, you decided to go and hang out with your friend Kiku. He was such an honest guy and was very interesting to you, unlike the other guys. He was quieter than the rest and loved watching anime just like you. You felt comfort with him, and decided to hang out with him to know if you truly had feelings for him. You knew in your heart that you did, but you wanted to make sure it wasn't lying to you just as it did for many other guys.
Making sure the door was locked and secure, you made your way to Kiku's house. When you finally reach his house, you saw that he was already at the door. ''Oh Kiku! Where are you going? Can I hang out with you?'' you asked politely. ''Yes, that would be nice'' he replied. ''I am going to go get some new manga and anime. I'm sure you would like to come with me.'' You smiled at h
AmericaXGhost ReaderYou had been dead for so many years you lost count. You remember almost nothing about your life when you were alive including how you died. It was certainly a painful death. You only remember that you were murdered. You don't remember who did it or why or how, just the fact that you were murdered. Now you were nothing more than a pale white floating ghost. You were tied to your old house that you were murdered in. Over the years you got very lonely and nobody moved into your old house because people said it was haunted, which was true.AmericaXGhost Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
One day moving vans pulled up in front of your house and a boy moved in. He had a cute cow lick and glasses and was super hyper. You watched him silently for about two months.
One evening the boy was watching horror movies. (like usual) This particular movie was about ghosts that killed a bunch of people for revenge. The boy was
Live Another Day Chapter 2Alfred had insisted on staying with Arthur until the next meeting which was a good two weeks away. It was something he had planned, but now he had an almost-reason. He could just say that he was worried about the after effects of the spell or that he wanted to see the garden. Arthur had simply rolled his eyes, but looked back at him with a sly grin. He was more than happy to spend the weeks with the man he loved.Live Another Day Chapter 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The conference came and went. It was a boring conferencenothing too interesting. Yes, there were fights, but nothing too serious. A week after the conference, Alfred went back to America leaving Arthur by himself. The Brit was sad to see him go, but needed to get down to his own business as did Alfred. They called each other and emailed, but sometimes days would go by with no contact. This worried Arthur to no end.
Some days, he would sit in his favorite chair with his cup of tea just waiting for the phone to ring or his laptop to beep and tell him he had email. What if
MinorThe world only pretended to be fairMinor5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And at thirteen she knew all too well
That it was just a word used as flippantly
As proposed love, between the birds and the bees
[wasn't there a bird that ate bees?]
You see the things we take for granted
She at no time ever had it
So don't be offended when her smiles
Never quite reach her eyes
Or why her friends
Only exists in mirrors
And why windowpanes
Cry with her on rainy days
The world only pretended to care
And at twenty-one she saw all too clear
That the people it sustained
Should be the only species to be extinct
You see because she saw that mankind
Knew nothing about kindness
So don't try to force on her the belief
That life is at the best it can be
When she has yet to see its best
Fangs in you, my Lover-YaoiFangs in you, my Lover-Yaoi4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Fangs in You; my Lover
By: Kaede Natsu Sakurano
It was close to midnight on a cold January evening. Kio sat on his window. It was about time to feed again yes, he was a vampire. But he never enjoyed drinking blood. He found it a disgusting habit, and never drank more than he needed to survive. But he was lonely in his huge mansion on the mountain hill. He lived alone, but he always wanted a lover. Kio loved sex like most men do. But he LOVED IT really. He raped just about everyone he sucked blood from. Even the men and children but it was time to get some blood, and of course time to have sex again.
Riley was on his merry way home. He finally had his groceries and was going to make some hearty stew. He was a happy clam.
As Kio walked down the street, he smelled it. Riley's happiness and kindness, mixed in with a hint of sadness and regret. This was going to be a piece of cake. He just needed Riley to get a bit drunk and that would be his week
Cats Are Psychic: Kiku x ReaderSo, this was just kind of for fun since I really wanted to write. X3. This is my first fan-fiction so don't crush me too hard. Haha, forgive me if there is any point in the story that Kiku is OOC. Which pretty much happens.Cats Are Psychic: Kiku x Reader4 years ago in Humor More Like This
I have a very subtle mentioning of another character so kudos to you if you find it!
Watashi wa anata ga suki desu means I like you, or something on along those lines. It isn't I love you though so yah.
OK, Kiku has his accent so the L's in English will be replaced with R's. Also, when italic is used that's your thoughts just so you don't get confused!
Cats are Psychic
Your lazy Saturday was a nice day so far. It was normal, you got up, ate a delicious plate of pancakes provided by your father, then had a sandwich for lunch, and watched re-runs of TV shows that you forgot even existed. However, you really had no idea what you were going to do today until your mother interrupted your tho
CandadaXTrackSprinter!Reader RequestCanadaXTrackSprinter!ReaderCandadaXTrackSprinter!Reader Request3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The 1000 meter dash!
(name) was speeding down the track once again today. Being the captain of the Track team meant you had to practice everyday but (name) didn't mind, it meant her friend and *cough*CRUSH*cough Canada would come and watch her race. (name) finally crossed the finsh line and let out a puff as her coach announced the time for her 400 meter dash. "1 minute 8 seconds!" (name) smiled in excitement at her time. "you know (name) if you practice a little more, you could be a Olympic racer!" This got (name) really exited, and Canada could see it too as he came down the blachers to see her. "you did great (name)" Canada said in his soft voice. "Thanks, oh hey, you gonna come to the 1000-meter dash tomorrow? It's me and two others versus the (town) hawks." You were on the algonquit maple leaves track team and the (town) hawks were your enemy, especially their captain Natalia. She hated you just because you had talked to Russia ONCE, and this was jus
BuckyxReader Once in a Lifetime (Part 2) Bucky x ReaderBuckyxReader Once in a Lifetime (Part 2)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Setting: After Captain America 2
-- (Recap) --
“Umm.... Well we can discuss this back in my apartment if you want.” He said and led you to his apartment.
He opened the door and let you in following you right after.
“Oh, I’m (Y/n), (y/n) (l/n).” You held out your hand for Steve to shake.
“Steve Rogers, though you probably already know that.” He took your hand and shook it. He motioned you to sit on the couch and that you did. You set down your stuff in front of the coffee table.
“(Y/n) (l/n)? Right?” You nodded.
“Hmm... I feel as if I’ve heard that name somewhere.” Steve commented. He sat down on the recliner to the right of you. It faced at an angle towards the TV and the coffee table.
“Well, I’m a journalist and my father was a SHIELD agent, (y/f/n) (l/n).” You told him.
“Oh, right! I’ve heard of the work your father had done. And
UK x Reader - EnglandUK x Reader - England3 years ago in Settings More Like This
You were layed up in bed with a broken heart. After falling head over heels for a guy you thought was entirely perfect, he kissed one of your best friends.
It was a dare, but afterwards, he asked her for another kiss...on his own. You just wanted to cry your eyes out until you feel asleep.
Life was never fair for you...never...
Feeling hot tears start to stream down your face, you let them run.'That's the last straw...I'm fuckin' done with love...I'm done with men...'
Remembering your closest friend, who just happened to be a man, you began to re-think.
But...he was perfect...right?
A gentle knock on your closed bedroom door told you that your British friend was waiting, probably worried about you.
"I-It's open...", you choked back tears, not wanting Arthur to see you in the disaster state you were in.
England swung the door open slowly. His bright emerald eyes darkened when he saw you.
"...What's the matter, love? Did he...?"
You nodded slowly as you sat up on your bed. Wiping the las