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
Those Blue Wings - chapter 1Those Blue Wings - chapter 13 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Those Blue Wings
Applejack glanced at the sky, pausing her applebucking as she noticed a gray coated mare with a blond mane glide down from the sky. Even if she hadn't recognized the pony herself, the mailbag slung around Derpy's shoulder would have tipped her off. Noting the lack of any other Apple family pony present on the farm, Applejack trotted up to the mailmare. "Whatcha got for me, Derpy?"
The gray pegasus just smiled, pulling a letter out of her bag for Applejack to see. The farm pony's eyebrows lifted as she read the address, her surprise growing as she opened the letter and read its contents. "Well, ah'll be..."
Focused as she was on the letter, she did not notice Derpy take off, heading towards Sugarcube Corner. The mailmare had plans, and many muffins had to be ordered...
The librarian pony turned away from her reading, her
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
The Knight Captain's Favour 1The Knight Captain's Favour 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Knight Captain's Favour: Part I
Set between Act I and Act II
Several years ago, Knight Captain Cullen pledged to Garrett Hawke that he was in his debt for ridding the ranks of the Templars of demon infestation. Not long after that, Garrett tried to call in that favour by begging that his sister Bethany be allowed to go free instead of being taken to the mage prison known as the Gallows. The Knight Captain refused. Now several years and many angry confrontations later, Garrett has returned to the Gallows to call in the favour.
"No," Cullen snapped, slamming his hands down onto the desk. "Absolutely not. This is not an alehouse, Hawke. The mages do not come and go as they please- they are kept here permanently, as much for their own protection as for everyone else's. I thought we had reached an understanding on that point."
They sat in his office in the Templar quarters of the Gallows; Garrett Hawke sat opposite him in his fine armour, lanky legs crossed at the ankles
+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.
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Flor MarchitaFlor Marchita5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Tiempo atrás la flor germinó
¿Recuerdas amiga cómo fue?
¿Recuerdas tú cómo pasó?
Tiempo atrás la tuve
Nuestra flor entonces creció
Con el suave roce del viento
con todo el amor floreció
y alimentamos con el suelo
que abonamos con amor.
Tiempo atrás la flor sufrió
Todo aquel peligro del hielo
Que envolvió nuestro corazón
Todo aquel horrible elemento
Que nos envolvió sin razón.
Pero la flor siguió viviendo
La flor poco a poco creció.
Siguió nuestra flor creciendo
Como si nuestro corazón
Siguiese como uno latiendo
¿Recuerdas amiga cómo fue?
¿Recuerdas tú cómo pasó?
¿Recuerdas cuando la tuve
En mis manos llena de dolor?
¿Recuerdas cómo la sostuve?
¿Recuerdas cómo se murió?
Amiga mía, creo que miento
Si digo que sabes qué pasó,
Si digo que te oí un: "lo siento"
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
The Cowboy and Me: Chap 6You rode through the mountains for two days. The area you were riding through started to look very familiar.The Cowboy and Me: Chap 64 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Alfred?" He looked at you over his shoulder.
"Are we lost? This place looks familiar." He stopped Thunder and looked around. He shook his head.
"We sure ain't." he said with a wink and a smile. He pointed ahead. You could hear the sound of rushing water ahead. You shrugged. What did you know? Everything looked the same to you here; not that you minded. You thought it was all beautiful.
Alfred got off his horse and helped you down. Your shoulder was still aching and he refused to let you do anything with it. He took the horses' reins and he started to lead them down another steep hill. You gasped when you got to the bottom. There was a small river running between the two mountains you were traveling in-between. The waters rushed forward, causing small waves and falls. The water was white from the foam. Alfred whistled.
"That's a white water river if I ever saw one.
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
Japan X Reader: The manga of usYou were friends with Kiku since he moved across the street from you. He was a shy kid from Japan who quickly became your best friend. You would walk with him to and from school almost every day. You sat with him everyday at lunch. One day Kiku looked as red as one of Toni's prize tomatoes.Japan X Reader: The manga of us3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Are you okay?" you asked while you pressed the back of your hand to his forehead.
"A-ah, (Name)-chan, I feer fine " He replied a little breathily. You frowned.
"No your not. I'm going to get you some water." You left and they waited until you were out of earshot.
"Kiku, you need to do zomething about thiz." Ludwig said.
"Ve~ He's-a right, Kiku." Feli agreed.
"If I can't handre a simpre hug how do you think I courd confess my crush on (Name)?"
"Just-a picture her in-a her underwear!" the Italian announced. Right before Ludwig could tell Feli how terrible that idea was you came back with a bottle of water.
"Here, Kiku, I hope you feel better." You handed him the water but his imaginat