MakoHaru fluff bc why notHaru flinched as his calm backstroke drift was interrupted by the feeling of another's warm skin against his shoulder. His eyes slid over to look up at his life-long friend, but his gaze did not last long, for he averted it back on the moon shining down on the two of them. Makoto chuckled at Haru's usual stoicness, "Glad to see someone else is awake at this hour." Haru silently did some math in his head and calculated that it was probably around 2am now. '4 hours are really nothing at all,' he thought to himself. His mouth opened slightly, allowing the freshly cleaned pool water graze his back as he continued to lazily drift along one of the relay lanes.MakoHaru fluff bc why not8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He felt alive.
He hadn't felt alive in a long while, and he didn't doubt that Makoto had noticed, too.
Haru's eyes closed, lightly dozing off to the sound of splashing of the water made by Makoto as he practiced his backstroke. Haru inhaled, and his eyes opened slightly, thankful that the light projected by the moon was not blinding mu
To WebsitesGoogle.To Websites3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My love, I ask for so much,
And yet you always give,
Without questioning or curiosity.
Though I do wish,
You'd let me finish a sentence
Before I stopped speaking.
And how you jump to conclusions,
Because when I say I love cows,
You shouldn't bring up the guy who tried to sleep with one.
My love, you know everything
And yet, just how can I trust you
When my high school teacher can't?
You tend to be a bit gullible,
Believing anything anyone says,
But just as quickly changing your mind.
Although you are indecisive,
I simply cannot resist asking,
Or else I wouldn't have passed tenth grade.
My love, you are the most popular kid,
I want to tell you everything,
But I know you'll tell everyone else.
Gossip, harlot, seductress,
Eventually everyone will come to you.
You used to have standards, you know.
College, a higher education,
But now anyone will do.
A special kind of STD,
Known only as Farmville.
My love, you let me speak
Reasons Why N Chose the Ferris Wheel to Confess1. RollercoasterReasons Why N Chose the Ferris Wheel to Confess3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The ride finally reached its top peak. It squeaked into a halt. Sitting inside the first cargo were N and White. The girl bounced on her seat, anticipating for the ride to 'drop'. While N, the young man sitting next to her, fidgeted in nervousness.
"White," N muttered icily. "I have something to tell you."
"Yes N?" White replied, heart still racing from the thrill of the rollercoaster.
N took one sharp breath. "I am the ki- iiiiii !"
The ride finally dropped through the steepest rail yet in Unova.
"Woohoo!" White screamed in joy.
"Aaaaaaa!" N shrieked in horror.
His emerald eyes gleamed like a thousand Jirachis.
N hugged the ride's neck. It was shaped into a cute baby Blitzle, wearing a black suit and a cute top hat. The ride circled for the third time, accompanying with the sounds of children's music. White sat on a ride next to him; hers was shaped into an Emolga. An amused and slightly baffled chuckle wheezed through her mouth.
Rot.Away.Rot.Away.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like death, at the break of day
My body feels nothing, Nor is my heart alive
My head draining, a hole in the side
I'm praying for release, this critical state of forgotten
For all i know, i'm in a living nightmare, that's as clear as day
A splitting slice of sanity, once sacred and pure breaks down
The light destroys myself agian
And watch this blood flow away so quick
To kill yourself to know is truth
I lost myself again, And it's clear
That i won't understand, and won't live
My mind can't hear this call, and won't fathom what is thrown down.
White slavery is what drives me along, Pushing me past my limits
I just want to finish.
Cry and make the call, bringing myself to face
That i have more than a long way to fall
But in the end, who can help me?
Everyone I Love is dead.
The sun, The snow, all destroyed
And i sit here in my stupor
And wonder, Why am i not cold.
One step to the edge, And i could fall
But i can't move at all
I lost my salvation.
Think, Feel, ActI understand how I think will result in how I feel,Think, Feel, Act3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think this to be true, thus feel it as real,
I believe that you dislike me, hate that I'm here,
Feelings then become known as I give in to my fear,
I know that my hygiene is not that good,
Thus feel sad, sitting next to me, no one would,
I think it's my fault my family isn't around,
Becoming depressed with any public holiday sound,
I believe I should have achieved more due to my age,
A decrease in sleep prepares me for the next stage,
I know it's my fault I live in this hell,
Emotions block out what society might tell,
I think my life has lost meaning up until now,
Ignoring unanswered questions; who, what and how,
I understand how I think will result in how I feel,
Depression forces my hand, my reflection I must kill.
The GardenThe Garden2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"So, what do you think of the most beautiful garden in the universe?"
Rose gazed around in aw, her mouth dropped open in amazement.
"Fantastic," She finally said. The Doctor smiled at the word. They had landed the TARDIS sometime ago, some odd distance away and she hadn't been able to find words since she had stepped out.
Rose stepped up to a white lily and sniffed it's pleasant sent, "I don't think I've ever seen such stunning flowers before. We always just bought ours from a local shop. They'd only last a couple days."
"Oh, these flowers will last weeks," the Doctor grinned as he looked up at a purple and pink morning glory, "Sometimes even months. Doesn't even matter what type it is or if its in season and they're always in bloom."
"Could I pick one?" She asked gently tracing her figure over its petals.
"Only if they'll let you. You have to have a good reason," He replied, "the flowers have a consciousness you know."
"We don't have problems with our flo
012 InsanityI'm anxious, neurotic,012 Insanity4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bordering on psychotic.
I'm paranoid and sporadic,
Quickly turning erratic.
There's nothing wrong with me -
You're the ones who are a figment of reality.
Cracks spider web around my brain,
Driving out any thought deemed sane.
Soon fissures appear, deep and wide,
Taking my mind along for a ride.
I'm only kidding, don't you see?
I'm only a figment of my own insanity.
I can Hardly remember now...I can Hardly remember now...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hardly remember now
Who or what came before, this undeniable moment
But I'm just choosing to be right here
But not right now, but please just stay
I need you to listen right now
And understand this
Holy God, It's not one of us
But it's choosing to project
But this body holding it
It's holding me, and now I know
Forever know I am not alone
But through this beggared ill illusion
I can see the dark
Holy God, It's not one of us
But it's choosing to project
But this body holding it
It's holding me, and now I know
Forever know I am not alone
But through this beggared ill illusion
I can see the dark
Twirling around in this infamilar vortex
I'm no longer choosing, this parry of knives
And this body that held me, It's cannot be eternal
As it begs to stop this ill forgotten illusion
Spreading ways to sing it's new tune
It's eyes are holding to my face, how could I chose
To not follow what it wants, it's shown me nothing but pain
This body holidng me
Reminds me of my long left
the dreamer.the dreamer.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
that floor board creaks.
that stair groans.
that table wobbles and that door scratches along the floor.
your footsteps make to many vibrations.
I can still hear you.
Dear JohnSherlock is that you? - JWDear John3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, not at all.
Dear Shirley took a fall.
Such a shame,
I wasn't to blame.
It would be nice,
To have him on ice.
But dear Johnny,
Love - JM.
This TigerSliding down the banister of the stairs.This Tiger3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I try to reach the end,
But I fall before I get there.
Get up and swing the dirt off,
Punch out the door,
And shuffle outside.
Nothing new or nothing really above subdue.
Scroll up the sidewalk
With a bounce in my step;
I feel gleefully oblivious to my backdrop.
I hear music coming from a building;
It's pleading with me to fray against the beat
And curiosity is a slave to this tiger.
My legs rubberband in that direction.
I nod to the bouncer
And he gives me a 500-mile grin.
The building opens its mouth,
And burps out a bass right onto my face.
Women everywhere freeing themselves,
Whipping their hips like a golden Snapper.
Some bite for my alluded to bait,
But I tie my hands to my pocket;
I just don't want a firey-heart Sherlocking today.
I take a twirl to the dancefloor.
The music grabs by the arms and won't let go.
It shakes me like a rag doll,
But I fight back.
Slash from my sharp hips
And my legs turn into chains.
Sweat drips down
Bedmates - (Doctor/River)River finally has the Doctor exactly where she wants him... Sort of...Bedmates - (Doctor/River)2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Move over, sweetie," River said, bumping him with her hip.
"I can't move over, I'll fall out of the bed," the Doctor protested. "And stop hogging all the covers!" He jerked irritably at the comforter and she rolled closer into him.
She wiggled against him, giggling.
"River, stop it!" he said, fending off her hands and spitting her hair out of his mouth where it brushed his face.
"I'm just reaching for your sonic screwdriver."
"Tha..at's! Not where I keep my sonic screwdriver!" he said with a squeak.
"Yes, it is, sweetie." She patted him on the bum and pulled the sonic screwdriver out from under him.
"How'd that get down there?" he asked.
"You weren't paying attention," she said suggestively.
"Well, if you wouldn't keep distracting me..."
"Sh... Someone's coming." She laid a finger to his lips and they froze, trapped together, wrapped up tight in the quilt, ears straining in fear they would
Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 1014 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Bananas are good.
2. Watch out for women named Jackie, they slap. Hard.
3. "Go to your room" are terrible last words.
4. Be silent in The Library.
5. Fear of the dark is NOT irrational.
6. Don't blink, blink and you're dead.
7. Travelling with the Doctor is not safe; however it is the journey of a lifetime.
8. Statues of weeping angles are dangerous.
9. The Doctor is rubbish at weddings, especially his own.
10. The Doctor does not appreciate being called "Doc".
11. The Doctor likes the word fantastic and brilliant.
12. A strange man in your bedroom does not mean anything can happen.
13. Lots of planets have a north.
14. If you meet an eccentric man who says his name is John Smith, the wise thing would be to get away as fast at you can. It's not the most fun though.
15. The Doctor is good at accents. Rose is not.
16. The Doctor came first in 'Jiggery Pokery'.
17. 'Tainted love' and 'Toxic' are earth classics.
18. 'Toxic' is actually a Ballad.
19. The Docto
Broken angel wingsThe moment I saw you,Broken angel wings3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I promised myself
that I'd fix you.
And I would have sworn
I grew angel wings.
Your wounds were never healed,
I failed, and I'm sorry.
I'm never enough and I know it.
I tried, darling.
Believe me, I did.
You always told me
how much you wanted to fly,
and you could do it,
I knew you could.
But the one with the wings was me,
and all I know is falling,
because that's all I ever did.
I wish I could reach you,
now that you stopped falling
you're too far above me.
And my wings are broken
(I'd blame you,
but it wouldn't be fair.
I insisted on fixing you,
when I was even more broken)
I'll miss you.
Don't look for me in heaven.
You won't find me there.
I'm right below the bottom,
where the broken burn,
where I belong.
Because you know I'm afraid of heights,
and you know I never learnt how to fly.
All I do is fall,
and I refuse to take you with me.
fly, love. i gift you my wings, fix them and fly.
Invisible- A Canada X Reader FicInvisible- A Canada x Reader ficInvisible- A Canada X Reader Fic2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
((Author's Note! The protagonist (main character) in this is a 19 year old girl. Or should I say, you are. You're a 19 year old girl now, because I'm the author, and I can manipulate time and space (and age and gender) for my stories. It's in my contract. So yeah. I control your life, and you're going to enjoy it. On to the story!))
"Now ____, there's going to be a lot of important people here. You've got to conduct yourself in a very ladylike manner. Be polite, use your manners. Do you understand?" You simply nodded. You really didn't have a lot to say since your parents died and you had to move in with your cousin Roderich. All of this had happened so quickly; you were still trying to get used to the fact that you were a country. Your parents had hoped that Roderich might be able to teach you a thing or two about being a country until you could move to your own place. Now, he was taking you to your first World Conference, where you would mee
Morning Surprise Canada x ReaderMorning Surprise Canada x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You woke up early and slipped on your (f/c) robe and peeked out your window. The sun was slowly rising to kiss the earth with its early rays of light oh how this sight made you smile with warmth. Very slowly and quietly you opened your door. *creek* " Oh I hope he didn't hear that," you whisper looking over at the door down the hall to the left. You sighed as it seems that he had not heard you waking up into the sleepy house that you and him called home. You walked to the kitchen to set up the surprise for him smiling as you went.
Pulling out flour, eggs, milk, vanilla, sugar, juice, Canadian bacon, and maple syrup you started working on the pancake batter. Setting up the maple syrup out on the table and the plates, napkins, silverware, and cups you smiled looking at the table with Canadian color eat ware. ' Oh! I almost forgot,' you remembered as you took a short trip to the garden in the backyard. Red, white, blue, yellow, basically every color of flowers were out there a gift your b
PauseJust before the sound stopped,Pause3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the light stood still
Out of the crowd, I found you
I am no part of them
You are the apple of my eye
Would you leave with me?
A purposed look over your shoulder
confirms that you could be mine
Read in my eyes what you will
the rest of me is out of print
My time isn't worth much
Have you a penny to spare?
Effects Of WordsI fail to learn, despite what I have seen,Effects Of Words3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The mature body with a mind of a teen,
Plans are made, details sorted,
A reason to doubt; aborted,
Within isolation I wait for the promised light,
Fact and fiction race, replacing the sheep at night,
The hidden smile now doesn't hesitate to surface,
My shadow hesitates; reality makes it nervous,
I survive on the strength of a word,
Too, an image; to become a member of this herd,
A chance to be, a lost face in the crowd,
Rather then, the ignored voice that speaks loud,
A chance to live rather then exist,
To surpass the self created mist,
As time elapses, I rethink of the words spoken,
The chains of my familiar prison will soon be broken,
For several hours I can leave behind,
The reality of my isolation, an image I hope no one will find,
The silence of my voice,
Also the knife that stems from a choice,
The misguided thought I call a need,
The eventual result of my life; to bleed,
I fail to learn, despite what I have seen,
A friend cancels his pl
Drabble 25: Nightmares (Izumo x Reader)Nightmares (Izumo x Reader)Drabble 25: Nightmares (Izumo x Reader)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I gasped from fright as I sat up from the bed, cold sweat dripping down my face and my heart beat running faster and faster from my frightening dream. I panted deeply and took short calming breaths to calm myself down. 'Damn it. Another nightmare...'
I looked around my surroundings and remembered I was in Izumo's apartment. I took a glance at the digital clock as it reads 2:37 a.m. I turned back to face the sleeping body next to me. His beautiful face was peaceful and soft. I reached out to him and touched his warm cheeks. I caressed his silky blonde hair soothingly. It was nice looking at him peacefully sleeping but I had no choice but to disturb his slumber. I moved my hand to his shoulder and shook him carefuly since I didn't want to be too forceful.
His brown eyes shown in the dark as he woke up to look up me. He let out a yawn and sat up next to me. "What's wrong ___? Don't tell me you have another nightmare..."
I nodded my head timidly as I grabbed the
Sherlock : The DoctorSherlock Holmes was five years old when he announced to his family that some day he's going to be the Doctor's companion, that he will have amazing adventures with him. Mummy just smiled, Father sighed and Mycroft tried to explain that Doctor is not real. Sherlock didn't care: he knew better. He was five after all.Sherlock : The Doctor3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ten years later he no longer dreamt about traveling with the Doctor. He was a big boy after all. But he still tried to run as fast as he can, because you have to be really fast if you want to follow the Doctor.
After his twenty birthday he thought about adventures with the Time Lord only when he was high. He saw the blue box, and man in long coat, asking him to travel through time and space with him.
He didn't really care when the series showed up on the telly again. He was too busy to care, to pay attention. He knew they are doing it again, but he also knew that it was time for a new generation to dream of the TARDIS.
When he first met John Watson, he didn
Blank Character Profile SheetCharacter ProfileBlank Character Profile Sheet6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
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What happens when you buy Hetaloid Austria part 1Austria, a gentlemen who can play the piano elegantly with no errors. I could not say no to that proposal. I loved the piano, it produced such pretty music. Now I opened the crate and surprisingly he wasn't wearing any clothes. I dropped my metal bar. I screamed and hid in my closet.What happens when you buy Hetaloid Austria part 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
WHY THE HELL WAS HE NAKED?! I still had the manual in my hand. I flipped through it to find something that explains this....theres gotta be a explaination!! O-Or something!
I flipped to a page that looked like it was added "Due to the fact that this Austria was 50% off was because we ran out of material clothing because of such high orders. Please understand this inconvieniance.We have given you a free piano for our apology." .....Shit.Kill me now.
After 20 minutes of utterly freaking out I calmed myself and slid out closing my eyes. Okay...I just gotta call a friend...or maybe wake him up to put some clothes on. Maybe just asking him....yeah that'll work
I then spoke in a nervous tone "Uh, Aust
The Quiet Thoughts of Butterfliesshe says "I'm worried if I breatheThe Quiet Thoughts of Butterflies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
too loud the silence will
I watch her hands press butterfly
wings between the pages.
does she know that
I'm the queen of silence?
my corpse lungs and
graveyard lips; a decomposing
tongue lurking behind white-washed
tombstones. paint me with sunbeams,
I'm still the same.
[death warmed over]
her tropic gaze rakes over
the bone-white snow. "I keep
swallowing the snow-flakes. they
remind me of frozen flowers.
their dead sweetn