EnglandXReader: One That Got Away :CE:"And when did you two first meet?" your therapist asked while jotting down notes on your last answer.EnglandXReader: One That Got Away :CE:1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We had just graduated high school. It was in summer I think," you smiled sweetly as you recalled when you first met.
"Bloody hell!" a thick accented voice yelled out in frustration. Your head lifted in recognition of a British accent and your eyes found the source of the voice. A blonde, admittedly attractive, boy was trying to get the top of his red convertible Mustang down. He seemed to be having some technical difficulties. "Stupid American cars. Such poorly written directions," he cursed quietly to himself as he continued tugging on the drop top. You shook your head and laughed a bit.
"You're doing it wrong," you called to him as you made your way over to his car.
"Eh? No I'm not, I'm following the sodding directions," he replied, his voice toned in frustration as he glanced up at you then back to his car.
"Here, allow me," your hand reached down into his car, pulled a lever an
ToH:R2 vs Bane p7ToH:R2 vs Bane p73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This is completely unjustified! Unorthodox! Unsatisfactory!" Bane's voice rippled through the small tent that ringmaster Elly was stationed in. She was making attempts at relaxing for a few spare moments before returning to her duties of ordering around her staff and hearing all the sniffles and whines from the other contestants. Not to mention she also wished to slip out and take a seat to watch the fights themselves - even a ringmaster deserved to have some appropriate entertainment.
"I want a fix for this right now! I prefer not to look like the pink-haired chick from Lazy Town." Bane demanded. As time began to slip past, the pink of his mane extended far beyond his hair roots and down to at least half-way; only a quarter of the length still bearing the rainbow variations.
Elly kept her back to him as she flicked her claws through a collection of grungy-looking papers. When she spoke, her voice sounded highly uninterested and slightly jaded, "Sorry, but you heard what I
Fairy tales...I used to believe in fairy tales, when I was younger. I dreamed up princes that would save me from the evil queen. I dreamed of great adventures and finding my prince, I dreamt up dragons, fairies, wizards, and other magical beings that would help me on my journey... but I soon learned that fairy tales aren't real. They will never be. I've given up hope, and I'll sit in this dungeon for eternity, my prince never to show his face.Fairy tales...1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Prologue. (unedited, crappy, still needs work.)It was a perfect day outside, it wasn't to hot and it wasn't to cold. The sun was shining down on a little farm down in Kansas as an 8 year old girl name Jessica was laughing and jumping on a trampoline. Jessica's mother was watching her until she got a phone call from an unknown number, but she answered it anyways. She kept a worried eye on her daughter as she bounced happily up and down. Jessica wasn't paying much attention to her mother, she was to captivated in watching a butterfly pass over her head to notice that her mother's eyes had gone wide and she was glancing constantly back over at Jessica. Then, her mother dropped her phone and yelled Jessica's name. Arms wrapped around Jessica and pulled her off the trampoline and she was held in some guy's arms. He held a gun out and her mother ran forward, her eyes full of fear. The man warned her mother not to come any closer, but she didn't listen and he pulled the trigger. She flew back a little bit and hit the ground with a lPrologue. (unedited, crappy, still needs work.)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One day I might just die from heartbreakMy heart weeps every day. Every time I see you, my feelings get stronger by the end of the day. And I don't know why I can't get you out of my head at night. Every night I have to pick up the pieces of my heart and glue them back together piece by piece, but I never can seem to get it together permanently. I see you almost every day yet you don't seem to really notice me. I feel invisible yet seen. You're my friend, sure, but am I supposed to be having these feelings? I don't know. You fall for another girl and I'm sitting here on the sidelines watching you go by. I feel like a cheerleader cheering on a losing team when that team is me. You don't answer me when I text you and you don't care how I feel. Why can't I get over you? I still don't know, I ask that question every night, right before I go to bed. But why every day I come to school with high hopes you might notice me, you might ask me out when in reality you break me down. You flirt with every other girl, but me. I know IOne day I might just die from heartbreak1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tell Me AgainTell me againTell Me Again1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of an adult.
Is it an age limit?
An age where it's legal
To have sexual intercourse with anyone of age 18
To be able to drive legally?
And to be able to have an ID
Stating you're a specific age?
Or is it having wisdom?
Being an individual,
And learning the hard way,
That life isn't always easy.
That you can't always get what you want
Without first working for it.
You have to stand up for yourself
When no one else can be there.
You have to handle things
With extreme amounts of caution.
That you may not lead a perfect life
But you have to support yourself
And others along the way.
Is it learning the way the world works
And having to deal with it
And doing so
Or is it a specific age?
You say I'm a child.
In less than six months
I will be sixteen years old.
The legal age of consent.
And the legal age
To get my driving permit.
I'm already of age to get a job.
If you're going based off of your definition
Of an "adult
Where did it all go?I remember that night,Where did it all go?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one I cherish most.
I spent it with you,
But now you've become like a ghost.
You've disappeared from my life,
Acting like there was nothing we had.
And now I feel like that night
Was only a dream.
What proof do I have?
I Don't Want to ForgetI can't stand the fights.I Don't Want to Forget1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
After agonizing day.
I can't stand hearing her tell me
I need to move on
This isn't good for me
And God I am more than aware it isn't healthy.
I hate dwelling over the same things
Every single day
The same person
For the last three months.
I just want it to end.
I've cried over her
Every single day
Since April 18th
Now into July 17th.
Almost exactly 3 months later.
I can't stand living the lie.
I said I'm fine
But I know how to lie.
I smile everyday
But I do it for my friends.
I once said "Why does she put up a mask? Shouldn't her friends love her how she is?"
But now I understand.
Sometimes a mask needs to be put up
Because they can't take the pain
Of seeing you cry everyday.
They can't take the frustration
Of it always being over the exact same thing.
And they can't take away the tears
Because they've tried everything.
But I just feel I can't be fixed.
My best friend once told me
"You can't fix those who don't wan
The Misadventures Of the Weed ShawlThe Misadventures Of the Weed Shawl1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laudanum has a shawl made of weeeeeeed
Laudanum was chilling with his homies having a drink of some whiskey when all of a sudden Kurt burst through the door and strangled him with his toenails. Laudanum screamed and jumped out the window, and landed on yo momma. He then got a raging boner and decided to visit Mexico, he wanted a tan. HE WANTED TO BE A SUPER MODEL and turn Untrusted on with his orange-ness. But his dick got burnt and crispy so all the wiener dogs ate it.Kurt got all sad because his homie left him so he decided to follow him to Mexico, and disguised himself as an illegal chinese immigrant.He didn't understand what the fuck they were saying so he resorted to speaking Chopnese, but the popo got mad at him for speaking a foul language and he inhaled all the cliffs and weeeeeeed. The popo got jelly of his skills so they started to fap furiously to get his auto-graph, Kurt went over and signed his name on their dicks with his sword. "Der you go mofos :}" he said and shambled
Paper StarsPaper StarsPaper Stars1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Should be sculpting,
I'll finish it another day.
For thought it makes my fingers sore,
What I'm doing now does never bore.
Paper stars, oh paper stars,
I need myself a lucky star,
Memories and future dreams,
Wrapped in strips of gold, blue, and green.
All those drawings,
They can wait.
Finish them one night, real late.
I need something else for my fingers to do,
In the silver moonlight and morning dew.
Paper stars, dear lucky stars,
Holding wishes from afar.
Memories and future dreams,
Wrapped in strips of gold, blue, and green.
Paper stars, oh fly away!
Just come back for me one day.
Shine bright in this midnight sky.
Lull me to sleep in silent lullaby.
Paper stars, oh paper stars.
I need myself a lucky star.
Memories and future dreams,
Wrapped in strips of gold, blue, and green.
Beginning of a 10 or so page essayI remember how I never believed a word that was said on the radios. About Hitler, and making the Jews leave for different places than their own home. It sounded just like another tale your parents tell you before you go to bed; like the one's I told my brother, Micha, before he fell asleep each night. I would tell him religious stories, things I had heard from my grandparents, and from Mother and Father. Micha was a very good listener, always so intrigued by the little stories I told him. "What happened then, Leia?" He would always beg. I always promised to tell him the next night. Never would I imagine there wouldn't be a next night.Beginning of a 10 or so page essay2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
fall.I took to the skyfall.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
with a smile falling down to
below: deep, the earth.
DripI cringe insideDrip7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shut my eyes
Hope to die
This can't kill me...
Though I hope it will.
And I know...
This blade could kill.
It travels along my skin,
Causing puddles of blood.
It's starting to sting
But don't mind.
Hope this blood..
Will drip in time.
I'm now on the floor
Look what I've done,
The mess I've made...
It sure was fun.
Part One of the ending~Part One3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I really want you
Back in my life.
What happened to us?
Was it because of school or
The fact that everything changed?
Maybe it's because we changed.
Or it's just the fact
Thinking about it now
Do you even miss me?
Or do you miss him.
I'm sorry I'm not him
I'm sorry I wasn't good enough
to stay by your side.
I'm sorry that I tried to keep us alive.
I'm sorry that I wasted your time
with my every existence.
PrussiaxReader: Baby it's Cold Outside"Fudge Nuggets!" You exclaimed in frustration. There was a blizzard beginning outside which meant you were stuck at your boyfriend Gilbert's house on Christmas eve.PrussiaxReader: Baby it's Cold Outside2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You loved your boyfriend, but you were hoping to spend Christmas eve with your parents, whom you rarely saw anymore since you had moved. They had taken the trouble to fly to where you lived and were staying with some relatives.
"Ksesesesese what's wrong mein Küken?" Gilbert asked you, while wrapping his arms around you from behind.
You leaned back into him allowing him to embrace you. "I can't spend Christmas eve with my parents because there's a stinking blizzard outside!" you whined, giving him your best puppy-dog pout.
As if on cue, the radio began to play "Baby it's Cold outside."
Gilbert laughed, picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. "That just means you get to spend Christmas eve with the awesome me."
You ignored his narcissistic comments and proceeded to text your mom to tell her w
ForeveraloneRoses are redForeveralone1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a phone
Nobody calls me
Opinions Fly For FreeI'm going to blow my cover,Opinions Fly For Free1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
If I don't blow my top first.
But it hurts so much to see,
All this chaos fly around me.
I tried to put in my ten cents,
But they just threw it back.
Apparently in a place like this,
Opinions fly for free.
WandererSweet imperfection,Wanderer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eat my soul.
Winter stole my heart
I can't cease my shivers,
Hol me! It's so cold.
Willow branches scratch my flesh,
Powder falling pale and fresh
Stained crimson from my lies
Eternal winter cloud my eyes!
Broken fragment, echo of me
Escaping slowly yet steadily
It's so cold here...
Take me home!
A place I have not yet been shown.
NightmaresEvery night they wake meNightmares1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only to tempt me away.
They pull me right back under
When I thought they'd finally strayed.
I know I just can't take it
Awaking with a scream.
The one thing I never found a nightmare
Now is surely not a dream.
The girl I loved so dearly,
Now haunting me in my sleep.
She ripped my heart to pieces,
And made sure to burn every piece.
She said she couldn't "take it"
Not with what she's dealing with now.
But then she goes and gives her heart away
To another random girl.
This was the last time I'll let it happen.
This time I almost died.
Nervous breakdowns tend to happen
But not when you thought you were fine.
My arm I ripped to pieces
The scissors became my friend.
My best friends began crying.
They knew my heart they couldn't mend.
Self harm is something addicting,
Something very hard to stop.
But once it has you in it's clutches,
The only thing you wish not to do.. Is stop.
You get addicted to the feeling,
Addicted to the pain,
Addicted to seeing the blood
I'm giving upYou know I can be strongI'm giving up1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But that's become hard to admit to
When I have to tell you I've given up.
I've given up on a lot of things recently.
But all of them have to do with one particular thing.
Or should I say person.
I've held onto you for months now,
Watching images of you float through my thoughts each day.
Smiling whenever I remember your laugh,
Feeling my heart beat faster whenever I've seen you in person,
Feeling more secure when I remember your comforting hugs,
But most of all..
Realizing I have to let you go.
They tell you
Never to let go of someone
You can't go a day without thinking about.
But what if I'm giving up..
I've picked up the pieces of our friendship
Many many times.
I've hugged you tight when you were upset.
And was there when you thought you had no one else.
But somehow you always seemed to look the other way.
I heard "you're a good friend" on countless occasions
But what if I wanted to be something more?
I remember the warmth of you lying by my side
Do you rememberThe smell of you still lingersDo you remember1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I breathe it in like a drug.
I can't quite remember what your smile looks like
Or the sound of your laugh when you couldn't contain it.
I miss the sound of your voice
But it's become the voice in my head.
I can't tell you that I miss you
Because that's not even the beginning of it.
I want so badly to hold you
To feel the brush of your skin
To listen to you breathe while you're sleeping
And watch you smile in the setting sun.
I want to listen to you singing
While playing that guitar
Because your heartbeat was my music
And now it seems my life's become out of tune.
So honey, can you tune it for me?
Before the time runs out for you?
Darling, if I cried would you listen?
If my screams reached the sky, would you hear me?
Would you try to imagine me smiling?
When you're not here to see me?
When everybody else is running,
Would you be the one to stop?
Why did you just keep on going?
When I tripped and fell that night?
You didn't even turn to pick me up
YouI'm sitting right here. Trying to blend in, trying not to stand out of the crowd.You4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But you make me want to stand out.
To step out of the shell I've made my home
I want to see the world
You make me want to see
And to be
Someone different when I look in the mirror
When I'm with you I have no fear
Except when I'm not near
I feel alone
Back in my shell of a home.
I want to be noticed by you.
But only you do this to me
Even though sometimes you don't seem to notice.
I'm still invisible.
Trying to blend in
Trying not to stand out.
She didn't mean it [Vent]She didn't mean to do itShe didn't mean it [Vent]11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She couldn't help it
Yet you want her gone
Are you really worth it?
My time and effort
Wasted on you
My tears mean nothing
My pleas too
I beg for you to forgive
I beg for you to forget
The mistakes she has made
And for your anger to fade
You storm right past me
Yelling at her too
"PUT HER OUT" you yell
But you can't seem to tell
She couldn't help what she did
She didn't know right from wrong
And yet you still kept going
You have none of either
I can't wait until you get out
So you can see the misery you bring
Be a stranger looking in