Of Prison, Of Pain, Of GaysMake me whole, give me your soul,Of Prison, Of Pain, Of Gays2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I can hold you closer to my heart,
To help me complete mine,
As a reminder that our devotion
Isn't just a simple line.
I gave you myself to keep on a shelf
As a promise of loyalty, of care, of euphoria
Of a pact to never give in, never break down, never be ashamed
As a tribute to our love,
A fastener for open wounds
That taunt me from above.
I shared with you my secrets, due
To bind our trust in blood,
These words of hate and hurt
Of prison, pain, and wishes
That I let stand inert.
Share with me a memory
To hold together my mind
To cover this chasm of emptiness, of loneliness
To fuel the fire to live,
To stoke my human core
To remember to forgive.
Stay brave as feelings you pave
To make yourself a martyr,
To make my gifts be not in vain
So I may carry on, too, soldier
Although the veil of death remains.
Static of the HeartYou were allStatic of the Heart2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I ever wanted
the time you spent
has changed me.
I wish it wasn't so
but what else
can I do?
I promise you though
I won't cry for you
So many wasted tears,
so many restless nights
spent wishing for
would've never been.
I don't want to
but I think it's time
that we say goodbye.
We were never meant
to be this broken,
words were never meant
to be this half spoken.
Remind me again
where did it all start
to fall apart?
I never wanted it
to end like this
but I knew,
oh I knew,
it would end eventually.
Those minutes spent apart
turn to months
and those subtle hints
turn to future insecurities.
2,000 miles took
what could've been.
But all we
is move forward.
FinlandXReader:Reassurance You looked up at the ferris wheel in utter fear. For the past hour you had contemplated whether or not to ride it. Today you had decided to go to the fair with the Nordics; though you did not think through the fact that you were a coward. All of the rides at the fair scared you but finally you had found one you thought you could handle. That was the ferris wheel...of course Norway, Iceland and Denmark had gotten bored and walked off. Sweden and Finland were stuck with you, watching your indecisiveness play out. Sweden down right refused to go on it with you and Finland was also scared of the ferris wheel.FinlandXReader:Reassurance3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Finland smiled at you sympathetically, grabbing your hand."Come on, ____________. It's okay to be afraid you know! He looked down, "I mean you're scared...I'm scared. We can't help that!" Sweden cringed at the sight of Finland locking hands with you. You smiled with more confidence, pulling on the Finnish man's hand. "Let's g
-Naruto OC: Asuna Niirochi--Naruto OC: Asuna Niirochi-2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Asuna Niirochi
-Alias: Hagane Kahen
Age: 22-23, 25-26 [Part II]
Birthday: October 12th
Blood Type: AB
Hair Color: blonde
-Hair Style: Asuna has thin, straight hair which reaches her waist. However, Asuna keeps her hair covered by her hood or putting it up in a low ponytail.
Eye Color: black
-Part I: Asuna wears a dark red, short-sleeved hoodie with bandages wrapped around her torso. The tail of Asuna's jacket is quite long and she ties it in a knot to secure it. The hem of the hoodie drapes over to Asuna's right side. Underneath, Asuna wears a dark grey body suit with a mask and long sleeves. However, the pants are quite short and only cover her thighs. She wears black ninja sandals and black ninja gloves. Her black Sunagakure headband is tied around her forehead.
-Part II: Asuna wears a maroon, short-sleeved hoodie with a long hem; the hem is actually like a skirt, as the left wraps around her right side. Underneath, Asuna w
I am Fear.I am the monster who naps under your bed.I am Fear.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the voice shouting inside of your head.
I am the nightmare that disrupts your sleep.
I am the essence of a psychopathic creep.
I am the blood that floods down your neck
when you try to run but hit your head.
I am the illusion; building blocks of society.
I am the root of all insanity.
I am the fear that stunts your growth.
I am the tape that covers your mouth.
I am the sound of her cries and screams.
I am the one who shatters your dreams.
I am the entity who holds you back,
with every belief comes the courage you lack.
I am the root of all insanity,
but at least I can see what you cannot see,
because I am you, and you are me.
UntitledWhen I think of you there is pain.Untitled5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know it is for the best.
That does not mean it does not hurt.
You said you loved me.
Did I love you?
Yes I think I did.
I still want to be with you.
I know I shouldn't,
but I do.
This is for the best.
I still see you in my dreams.
There is something I want.
Even more than to touch you.
I want our friendship to survive.
You were my friend first,
My lover second.
In my heart you will always be.
AmericaxReader - Dream a Little Dream of MeAmericaxReader - Dream a Little Dream of Me2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N: I do not own Hetalia or Alfred :3.
You looked nervously around the large ball room. Almost all of the men there were soldiers, about to go off to the war in Europe. Your brother and father were enlisted, so your family was invited to this party.
Music was playing and some couples were dancing, other families were sitting around tables talking, some were sipping drinks and chatting, and then there was you. You were standing off to the side watching everyone else have fun.
You suddenly heard a commotion on the other side of the room, you saw two men arguing over something and a group started forming around them. As you watched and attempted to listen you noticed a blond-haired man sneak out from under the group and back away from it, all the while sniggering.
He caught you watching him and he smiled and winked at you. You felt your cheeks burn and you quickly looked away.
To busy yourself you straightened out your expensive cocktail dress, and picked at your hair, when sud
Evil AngelEvil AngelEvil Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't come near me
That's what she said
Tears in her eyes
Lump in her throat
I don't want to hurt you
Curled into a ball on the bed
Moonlight pouring in the window
Soaking her brown curly hair
Coloring her smooth skin a milky white
Let me help you
Taking her hand I pull her close to me
Wrapping my arms around her shaking frame
She cries in to my chest
Hands clutching at the shirt on my back
She didn't want to let me go
I love you
I love you too
I warned you
She cries harder
Black wings I hadn't seen
Suddenly wrap around me
I can only see her face now
Her hands and her skin
The wings now hiding her body from the moonlight
Her eyes turns malevolent
But the sadness lingers behind them
Oh so sorry
The wings surround me
Fear clutches at my heart
The smell of pomegranate permeates my mind
Her eyes still crying
I didn't want to hurt you
Nestled in her black wings
The feathers feel soft on my skin at the
The Besterest Sonic Fanfic EvaThe Besterest Sonic Fanfic Eva4 years ago in Drama More Like This
1 deh Sonik was all like
I has teh chilli dawg
and then Knux came up to him and was all like
i will steal ur chili dawg
and Sonic was like
now i must find the 7 chaos emralds to summon the master emrald so i can weesh for anorther chili dawg
So sonic started to run north the find the first chaos emrald
it was being held by
Doctor Robeggmic (Robotnic+Eggman)
who was all like
Robeggman was all like
i has the chaos emrald
I will give it to
but Chaos was all liek
shiz man don't give me no chaos
so he punched Dr. Rogeggman
he started to lay eggs
which he then sold
to get magic beans
which he planted in the ground
and got a giant bean stalk
and chaos was all like
Thats what he said
so he climbed it
a giant castle
where the evil Giant ....uh
Polar Bear From Sonic Figherts has the 3 items of winness
Bark had these 3 items of win
a golden electric guitar that could sing
some version of one of the other thin
One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]One Feisty Feline [Cat!Romano X Human!Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm home!" you called out as you pushed open your front door. Hands full of grocery bags, you close the door with your foot. Not a minute after announcing your presence in the house, a blur ran out from your room and over to your legs. Standing there, nuzzling your shin was your tabby cat, Romano.
Romano had become extremely protective of you once you had found out that you were pregnant. Your fiancé, whose child you were pregnant with, was currently overseas on military business, so you were left alone with Romano. You had just gotten your cat around the time your fiancé and you had started dating. He had always been rather protective of you, but as of late, he would refuse to leave your side. He would throw fits when you would have guests over, not that he wasn't always getting mad when you had others over, especially males.
But lately, he would hiss and sometimes even bite if you had company. Speaking of company, your friend Alfred was going to come over today.
Death Doesn't Happen To YouYour death doesn't happen to youDeath Doesn't Happen To You1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No, you get peace for eternity
At the cost of a single cut
What you don't see,
Are all those people
Left standing at your funeral
Trying to figure out
How they'll be able
To live in a world
Without you in it.
Yet you have the audacity to think
You could take something as important
As your life away from us,
To put our hearts at stake
And throw your life away
Because you can't take
The struggle of living.
What you don't see
Is that your life isn't yours,
It belongs to me
It belongs our mom and our dad
Your growing number of friends
And that girl you wish you had
Your life never belonged to you
It is a gift that belongs
To those who care for you
And you think you have the right
To just throw that away
As if our love doesn't matter
That we could be cast astray,
Well i won't be
i love you too much for that
And whenever you try leave
I'll always bring you back
Because your death doesn't happen to you
It happens to me
To our mom and dad
Your growing number of
I'll Never Know If I Go To SleepHe'll come by night, when memoriesI'll Never Know If I Go To Sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
resurrect and dreams become real. He'll
steal the air from my lungs, again, and
replace it with promises of a better day.
The sky will open up and I will finally
drop into place.
(the sweetest love story for an insomniac)
He hides in the shallowest holes of my
brain, waiting, waiting- the best things
in life only come to those who've
never been given a chance.
I'm falling apart, like all the worst clichés.
and my knees are bloodied, now, they
weren't built to pray. He said he'd come back
in the stories he carved in my palms.
(can you hear my heart tick? These
days are numbered)
the words he gave me died
and maybe I did, too
Seisui Naito: Pt. 2Seisui Naito: Pt. 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Zanpakutō Name: Yūrei (Ghost)
Zanpakutō Appearance: Yūrei, the fearsome blade of the Kenpachi, has sown the seeds of a dark reputation. The rumors from its whispered name always speak of its raw power: the destructive past, present, and future that it seems to embody. Outside of Chūsei, the legendary Zanpakutō of Harotaissen Tsuribakki, this particular weapon is considered to be the most spectacular blade in the Gotei 13. And such compliments are not given lightly; dozens of scholars have studied the spiritual power, abilities, and history of the weapon, writing veritable encyclopedias on its every intricacy and nuance. The fact that its powers have allowed 'the Ghost' to live over two centuries past the average for a man in his condition is astounding, and many believe that it holds the secret to elongated life. Whether or not this is actually true has
ResurgenceWith these words, I consume the world.Resurgence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A fire bursts out in every forest;
a drought parches every pasture;
a stillness pervades all bodies of water.
The Earth halts for the winds of death.
A fire bursts out in every city;
a plague ravages every nation;
a famine starves all of civilization.
Conflict envelops the bastions of peace.
A fire bursts out in every heart;
a parasite eats away at every mind;
a blindness drives all men mad.
The world burns
before it turns,
and the blight
before the light.
The people cry
before our eyes,
and the death
before the breath.
With these words, I give hope.
A light shines in every soul;
an evil flees from every kind word;
a simple act breeds all joy.
The Earth moves for us.
A veil lifts from every perception;
a fog disperses from every land;
a resurgence born from all remaining strength.
The world learns
before it burns,
and the light
before the blight.
The people rise
before our cries,
and the breath
before the death.
With these words, I consume the wor
StoriesSometimes in stories we lose ourselves,Stories3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
But eventually these stories must go back on the shelves,
These stories of love, secrets, and war,
The wondrous life we truly wish for
We are humans all through our lives,
But we are always the ones holding the lies,
We end up back in our reality,
Always giving us the feeling of inevitably
Grandma Rose's Story: OneOral TraditionGrandma Rose's Story: One4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
She told this story one day while she did beadwork and a few of her grandchildren played nearby. She remembered her own grandmother, the one who raised her as a little girl. She talked about a time many years ago, the last time she saw her grandmother.
"My grandmother lived on a place where she had a barn and grain holders and chickens and horses. She used to let me help her take care of the chickens. The horses roamed out to pasture, coming in sometimes for hay she always had ready for them. She and I lived there together. My older cousin, a young man then, stayed with us from time to time.
"My grandmother had adopted my mother a long time ago, see, and then when my mother died, just thirty-four years old, my grandmother took me to live with her. My sisters and brother went to my other grandmother but my grandmother wanted me with her. I was just a little girl then, not even old en
Charity to a PenguinI once had to explain to a little boy who was tired of breathing that you don't get gills by scoring air slits into your tummy with safety scissors. If you could breathe through gills, you would have known from the start, the day you first somersaulted into the water. Maybe even before that, when you were embryonic, finned.Charity to a Penguin2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He begged his parents for swimming lessons and, by the end of the summer, he was backstroking, side stroking, breast stroking, some kind of movement that resembles a goldfish's retreat to surface for food. I called it simply "goldfish stroke."
"Do you want to hear about how I almost drownded-ed-ed?"
He broke a silence with the question. He was kneeling at the coffee table, busy on a 100-piece puzzle of a coral reef swarming with exotic marine life.
There was a lifeguard. That was his first detail. Then something about the way the chlorine smelled. The first time, it made a deep, dark
Seisui Naito: Pt. 3Seisui Naito: Pt. 33 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Bankai Name: Yūrei, Zōki Niwa no Nyūsatsu (Ghost, the Tender of the Organ Garden)
Bankai Appearance: Infamous as the Bankai responsible for the death of the previous Kenpachi, Yūrei, Zōki Niwa no Nyūsatsu is limited by Central 46 in a series of laws and sanctions meant to protect the structural integrity of both the Human world and Soul Society. Without such restrictions--they do not apply so long as the Kenpachi is in Hueco Mundo--Naito is incredibly quick to unleash the full force of his Zanpakutō, regardless of the strength or number of his enemies. His unbelievable supply of Reiryoku makes this normally straining state-of-being into a sort of second nature. Only in extreme cases can this lock on his powers be lifted. By activating a signal in his ventilator, which sends data about the situation back to Central 46, an emergency vote can be held to determine whether such actions are necessary. Whichever way they decide, only they can s
PersistenceI have a black old sweaterPersistence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
some of you may know it
you've seen me wear it so many times,
too many... some might say.
it has a few holes
the sleeves are almost falling apart
there's a pink decolored spot
on the left side, near the stomach,
where bleach fell on it.
but it's my favorite sweater
and I still wear it very often
in fact I'm wearing it right now
while I write these lines
and though I don't attach myself to things
there are some that no matter how much you try
you can't completely replace
and you will always love
and you will always miss
after they're gone
GladiatorBeing an artist sometimes feels like being a gladiator.Gladiator1 year ago in Letters More Like This
Though the occasional flowers heal the superficial wounds or boost the ego after an exhausting fight, they do nothing to keep pain at bay when I go back to my cage.
Just like gladiators who die in the arena, spilling their guts out in the concrete and omnipresent dirt, just like the reality of the screams and wails covered by the cheers of the masses... so do I spill everything I feel on paper, for your entertainment.
And just like the cuts of a sword through the flesh, going down with a shriek on the naked bone, are real, so are the nervous strokes of the pencil real, and the words are real, and the pain is real, and the love is real. And this is the only way I can do art, and you have it all, the gore and the sublime.
And I will keep doing it this way until I collapse in the dirt, with my guts spi
A Taste of Bliss A Taste of BlissA Taste of Bliss9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sakurazaki Setsuna sunk heavily into the desk chair, satisfied somewhat as the air rushed out of its cushion. She carefully stood the Yuunagi against the wall, making sure it stood straight and proud. Konoe Konoka crossed the carpet to her bed and sat gingerly on its soft surface, absently smoothing the cover of her pillow. The pair sat in comfortable silence for a while, Setsuna's slightly labored breathing being the only noise in the room. Normally Asuna or Negi would have been trying to initiate some kind of conversation, but this day Negi had elected to train at Evangeline's for the entir
You still hold onYou still hold on1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bird Bones sat down on the curb of her sidewalk with Eric, whilst slurping on a cherry popsicle. It was a sunny summer afternoon, summer vacation in full swing by now. BB and Eric spent more time together than ever now; almost every day since school had ended. They both enjoyed it as much as the other, but for some reason today, BB could notice Eric was particularly quiet. She shifted on the sidewalk and took a better look at him. He wasn’t sad-looking, but he looked deep in thought. He had been like that all day that day. He had barely touched his popsicle and it was starting to drip onto the pavement.
“Hey, Eric?” BB finally chimed in. He looked over at her. “What are you thinking about in that big hair-head of yours?”
Eric chuckled slightly. He sighed and took a slurp of his popsicle. “Well…” He said reluctantly. “It’s just..something weird happened to me yesterday, and I haven’t been able to shake it…It
Mias and Elle - PrologueThe resonating high pitch squeal was deafening as the room spun in a blur of confusion through heavy eyelids. With each lethargic heartbeat came a thundering crash of pain through the entire skull. Small pale fingers clutched desperately at honey locks and a garbled moan struggled pass soft lips and foggy blue eyes clenched closed.Mias and Elle - Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What fresh hell was this?
As hard she she tried, nothing came to mind of the previous night's ventures. It was all a fog half way through the walk home. She could remember every detail up until passing by the pounding bass and smoke filled air outside of the back doors nightclub on her usual short-cut home from her dead end job. It was dark, but upon thought, darkness was not much of a memory. And the harder she tried, the more scattered the real memories became. It was all very confusing, and since she was not one to indulge in the drink, nothing about the situation felt right.
It sounded paranoid, and quite frankly, like a pathetic excuse for whatever it w
Lee X Little!ReaderLee X Little!Reader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
_____ snuck in Lee's room because she couldn't sleep.
She laid herself beside him and stared at his peaceful face.
She let out a giggle and caressed his cheek.
Then, she turned her attention on those bushy brows of his.
She touched it and the young shinobi flinch.
He opened his eyes to see _____ smiling.
"_____-chan, what are you doing here?" he ask sleepily.
"I couldn't sleep." She said shyly.
Lee smiled and wraps his arms around her.
"Is that better?" he yawned.
_____ nodded and snuggled closer.
"Why do you have bushy eyebrows?" she asked innocently.
Lee blinked and was silent for a moment. He scratched his cheek and stares at _____'s innocent (e/c) orbs.
"W-Well, it's because, um, it's because, because I have the power of youth!" he shouted.
He looked at _____ who had a poker face on.
Then, her expression change into something excited?
Lee nodded and gave her a thumb up.
"I've decided." She exclaimed.
"Decided what _____-chan?" Lee asked.
"That I will mak