When I DieWhen I Die3 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.
5404 broadway boulevardsomething still lives in5404 broadway boulevard4 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
DriftwoodDriftwood3 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.
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
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
+LfP: Foxbrush's first day++LfP: Foxbrush's first day+3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Letters from Ponyville
+Foxbrush's first day in Ponyville+
by Min-mew aka Andrea
The soft clop of hoof beats near a hill signaled the approach of a young white unicorn. Her sky blue eyes sparked in the early morning light and her deep red-brown mane was pulled back out of her face. A pair of orange saddle bags hung around her sides and on her neck the unicorn had a matching orange scarf which really did seem out of place in the heat of the summer.
She walked slowly, deep in thought and eyes hinting to her inner anxiety. The Unicorn had a brown paint brush for her cutie mark, it had orange bristles and a cream tip, very much reflecting the mare's name. Foxbrush.
Foxbrush continued to climb the hill slowly, when she finally reached the top she glanced around frowning. A pale orange glow glimmered from her horn as a rolled piece of paper levitated out from her saddle bags and unfurled itself. The unicorn looked it over carefully, still fr
Red Rose of BeautyRed Rose of Beauty3 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.
My sunshineMy sunshine3 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
IDK Chap 2- Baby stuffIDK Chap 2- Baby stuff3 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
Lil Miss Scene QueenTeased hairLil Miss Scene Queen4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With neon highlights
And bows to match
With fishnet stockings
Arm warmers and gloves
And accessories that bling
Dark eyed makeup
With piercings all about
Ray ban glasses
And a plushie in hand
High trimmed skirts
With graphic tees
IPod turned up
And they're ready for the show
This is the life
With the glitz and the glam
Of being a scene queen
And proud of it
The Imperfection of Style 1. IntroductionThe Imperfection of Style5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When you sit down to read a piece written by Baudelaire you do not expect Dickinson sentimentality, nor a Shakespearean wit or Poe's possessiveness with phonetically eeriness. You do expect a Baudelaire experience. But what is a Baudelaire experience? What makes Baudelaire a Baudelaire in comparison with Poe - is it the tonality, details, sentiment, or maybe the vocabulary, sentence construct or themes; Might it be the concepts, or maybe a certain point of view or an angle? Can you create your own style by analytical and critical thinking, learning the hypothetical curve and scale of those degrees, or by comparing different styles and reaching a sort of virginity in style, that which is uniquely you. Who is that which you describe through your style if not a human being, the imperfect creature of them all, and can we, by describing the imperfect, reach perfection?
The chase for Perfection in the creative and artistic world became an
Japan X Reader - Realizing LoveJapan X Reader Realizing LoveJapan X Reader - Realizing Love3 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
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
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 Reader3 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
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 13 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
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
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
EnglandXReader Welcome To Gryffindor 2EnglandXReader Welcome To Gryffindor 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
EnglandXReader Welcome To Gryffindor 2
"Direct your hand over the broom, and command, UP!"
"UP!" You looked towards the booming voice, to see Alex's broom fly straight up and into her hand.
"UP!" A black haired boy with round glasses shouted the same booming command, and his broom rose and went into his hand.
"UP!... UP! UP!!!" A red headed boy was shouting. The broom went up just as he bent over, and smacked him between the eyes.
"UP!!!" You shouted, and the broom twitched.
"UP!!!!" The broom was still twitching, but more than it was.
"UP!!!!!" The broom then slowly rose, and went slowly into your hand.
"Looks like you all have your brooms. Now, mount your broom, and grasp the front tightly. Don't want you sliding off the end... Then, I want you to kick off firmly, hover, then lean forward and touch back down." After she said it, a boy with black hair hovered of the ground, and went a bit higher every passing nanosecond.
"Mr. Longbottom! Get back down here this instant!" He seemed lik
Reader x Bunny!England: Finding the Easter BunnyReader x Bunny!England: Finding the Easter BunnyReader x Bunny!England: Finding the Easter Bunny3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Easter was tomorrow and you still haven't went shopping for the correct supplies. You were expecting to have a party tomorrow and invited all your Axis and Allied friends. Since all of them had different taste buds you had to buy a variety of food (this would have killed Vash).
-Spending almost every last penny in your pocket you started your way home admiring the scenery around you. Spring time looked extremely beautiful at your place and the flowers made it look like something out of a fairy tale.
-Right when you were getting your keys out you heard something rustling in the bushes behind you. Curious of what it might be you set your things down and walked to the dark green bushes. You pushed some branches aside and was pleased with an adorable sight.
-A small little blonde child with a long pair of bunny ears was sitting on the ground looking right back at you. What mostly caught your attention were the bunny ears and large eye
Without You: CanadaXReader (HetaOni)"You really have to learn to be careful," you tutted.Without You: CanadaXReader (HetaOni)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were looking pityingly looking over the small, yellowish flowers which had laid claim on Canada's cheek. Violet eyes didn't even glance in you direction. France had told you that Canada felt that he wasn't doing enough for everyone. It didn't surprise you that he had rushed into the first battle he could find after divulging that to France and had gotten hurt. You knew what he was going through because you felt as if you couldn't do enough. You stayed in Germany's little hideout treating the wounded because you weren't as strong as the others were physically and you didn't have a weapon. He hated everyone at the moment. He didn't want pity from her or from anyone else.
"Especially if you're going to try to stand up in a fight against those things," you continued, "Everyone was really worried."
"It doesn't matter," Matthew grumbled.
He still managed to look to the floor in resentment, as if it were the ground's fault this happene
Romano x Reader : Romano's Mansion - Part 6Romano x Reader : Romano's Mansion - Part 63 years ago in Humor More Like This
I ventured out into the garden (after using the water sprites from the sink to put the fire out), where there was a small dog house sat in the corner. In front of it was a small food/water bowl, presumably for the non-existent dog. I noticed a sign in the garden saying that I should keep the noise down. I sighed and I watered the plants out of boredom. Some of the water got in the bowl and a ghost dog appeared and started to bark quite loudly
"What's all that racket?!"
I looked up and saw a bag of bones appear of the ground and that gave me an idea. I hoovered up the skeleton-man and a part of his body went flying, landing in front of the dog. It waddled over and started to gnaw on it, which I used as my cue to get it in the Poltergust. Believe me, it was harder than it sounds. That little bastard put up a good fight as I captured him. The lights came on, and to my surprise, no treasure chest. I looked around for some indication of where to go now
"Feliciano?" I called, in the hope tha
Romano x Reader : Romano's Mansion - Part 7Romano x Reader : Romano's Mansion - Part 73 years ago in Humor More Like This
I awoke several hours later to find that I was in the shed, with Eduard poking at prodding at his little devices in the corner. I sat up and tried to stretch only to hurt myself
"You should rest, Romano. You took quite a bashing!" He said, looking at me
I groaned and laid down again, exhausted
"What is the deal with that Mansion?" I sighed, looking at the ceiling
I put my hands in the pockets of the overalls I was forced to wear and my eyes widened. The "Clubs" key that I had worked so hard to get had gone. I jumped to my feet
"The key is gone!" I cried, horrified
"Relax, [Name]'s got it. She went to check out the mansion for you whilst you rest" Eduard said
I ignored him and got up, even though it hurt like a bitch to move. I swore loudly as I picked up the Poltergust and headed out, despite Eduard's protests. I didn't care how much pain I was in. I wanted to find [Name] and make sure she was ok, which was added to my seemingly growing To Do List. I hurried to the door that had been b
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