What I amWhat I amWhat I am1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am hurt
I am alone
I am scared
I am a dreamer
I am a believer
I am a broken winged child
I am something unique and dying
I am hiding deep pain
What I'm not
I am not your toy
I am not going back with you over guilt
I am not going to stay on this earth much longer
I am not strong enough for the weight of all your worlds
I am not happy
I am not irritable
I am not what you think I am, But everything you think I'm not
Axel and Roxas drabble for savy15012Splat!Axel and Roxas drabble for savy150122 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Agh! Axel, not cool!" The young blonde yelled after getting a snowball to the face. He wiped the snow from his face and glared at the now laughing red-head.
"Come on Roxas! Don't get mad. It's Christmas Eve after all." Axel said walking over to Roxas. "Gotta be nice for Santa or you'll get no presents."
Roxas rolled his eyes at this. "Ax you know that throwing a snowball at your best friend's face then laughing could easily be considered naughty." Axel merely laughed louder at this and retorted, "Santa gave up on me a long time ago. He just brings me my presents now."
Sighing Roxas took a seat down on a nearby park bench and watched the kids in front of him skate around on the park pond. Axel took the seat next to Roxas and leaned back smiling. "I can't believe it's been over a year since you turned up at the door to the shelter, remember?"
"How could I forget?" Roxas replied. He'd shown up on the steps to the local homeless shelter with no memory of who he was except for his n
Transgender Day of RemembranceDan or Danielle, what is your name?Transgender Day of Remembrance3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And what if I told you it was all the same to me?
I'm not looking for the D to go with the E-L-L-E just right
or checking to see if your pants are too tight or too baggy for the likes of me.
Because who am I?
I tread on male and female ice, not checking for cracks or boundaries, just for comfort between the two.
The pink and blue.
And you are such a hero to me.
Standing your ground for who you're destined to be. Getting knocked down, pushed around but still having
the will to carry on.
How many have to die before people will unite as one to stand against the loaded gun, the angry son of a transphobic man.
Hands ready to take the kill, enraged fists seeking a victim with a certain switch or flick of the wrist.
When will we stop throwing eggs at those who question what's between their legs? Should it be accepted and why is it there?
Why do we dare them to prove themselves to us when we are unsure of who we are?
I didn't know you, Stacy Lee, but I loved
You are Perfect ch9"Have you told them yet?" Michael asked. It's been a week since Megan told him that she was pregnant.You are Perfect ch96 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No." Megan replied.
"You have to tell them." Michael said.
"I know." Megan said.
"When are you gonna tell them?" He asked.
"I'll tell them today." Megan replied.
Ludwig and Jasmine were in their room when they heard a knock at the door. Ludwig opened it to see Megan.
"Hello Megan." Ludwig greeted.
"...Hi." Megan replied.
"How are you?" Ludwig asked.
"I...I'm fine." Megan said.
"Is something wrong?" Jasmine asked.
"I have to tell you something. It's important." Megan said. She walked inside and they sat down.
"What's wrong?" Jasmine asked.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you." Megan said.
"About vhat?" Ludwig asked.
"I have to tell them." Megan thought.
"Megan?" Jasmine said.
"C'mon Megan! Just tell them." She thought.
"Isn't this teddy beat cute?" Megan asked showing them th
Story of Evil (Fairy Tail Ver)Hey guys! Haven't published something in ages! IM STILL ALIVE XD. I wanted to start a new story, even though I have like 4 other stories to do, I will be updating them very soon, maybe tomorrow. I will give you some info about my other stories.Story of Evil (Fairy Tail Ver)6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Demon boy and The Girl- Is still alive, I have written the chapter, but haven't got around uploading it. GOMENASAI .
Anyways... onto this one. I've been obsessed with Kagamine Rin and Len, well for a long time. And I LOVE THE STORY OF EVIL (if you dunno them, its like a bunch of songs that makes a sad story that I love) and I decided, why not make a Fairy Tail ver.
I've been in love with the songs for ages and had this idea since the start of the year. I did write a short one before and posted on a Facebook page but I don't know where it is now-a-days.
Anyways, the main story will be made around the songs:
Daughter of Evil (by Kagamine Rin)
Servant of Evil (by Kagamine Len)
Regret Message (by Kagamine Rin)
I do not own Fairy Tail! Tha
An unknown story :prologue:Prologue:An unknown story :prologue:10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*Unknown place in the future*
I was made to protect.I am a guardian after all 'then why the hell did I leave her alone with that psycho?' I should have never let her go there alone! she will probably get hurt or even worse I'll find her dead. how on earth she managed to convince me to leave is unknown to me but then she has me wrapped around her little finger and I'm powerless to those very childlike violet eyes of hers or maybe because...STOP. there's no time to be thinking I need to get there as fast as possible or........
Default ChildDefault Child10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello. My name is Utane Uta, or you can call me Defoko. I am the default voice of UTAU. My master just downloaded the program a few days ago. I can't wait to sing for master!
For some reason, master can't make me sing. Maybe it's because I can only sing in hirigana. I wonder If I'll be able to sing. Master stopped using the program for awhile. It's kinda lonely without master. I guess I'll take a nap.
It's been a month since master hasn't used UTAU. One day, I heard my master talk about a new UTAU. Her name is Fujioka Ayano. I wonder who that is.
The next day I got to meet her. She's 12 years old. Master can make her sing, since she can sing in romaji. I wish I could sing with her. Two weeks later, I met some more UTAUs, Kasane Teto, Momone Momo, Namine Ritsu, Lumasi, and Ann. I really want to sing.
My SecretI wish I could say what I wantMy Secret3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But don't know if I should
I want to say what's on my mind
But I don't think I could
What then would you think of me
How would you react
Would you take advantage
Of the confidence I lack
Would you push me far away
Leave me all alone
Blaming me by saying that
"The fault is all your own"
I guess what you don't realize
Is I've done nothing wrong
I only want to be myself
I just want to belong
flower girlsred for the roses you left on her graveflower girls2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
orange for the flower girl you couldn't save
yellow for the daisies she picked just for you
green for the grasses hiding us two
blue for forget-me-nots you can still see
purple for lilacs you won't give to me
black is for things like her smile or my laugh
black is for things that will never come back
and the rainbow, you see, the rainbow for us,
the only two people we ever could trust.
Ryou's Song, Prologue~~~~~~~~Ryou's Song, Prologue2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Apartment 601 was cold that night.
Cold and dark.
Outside, a late-December blizzard was relentlessly pummeling Domino City. Snow came down in thick white sheets, piling up on streets, cars, buildings, and anything else unfortunate enough to be outside in such ungodly weather.
Nearly all the windows in Apartment 601 had their curtains tightly drawn in the hopes of blocking out the frigid storm. The living-room was almost completely dark, the electric glow emanating from the television screen the only light source. Other than that, the whole apartment was pitch black and still.
Across from the TV sat the coffee table, numerous empty bottles of beer and alcohol littering its wooden surface. Parallel to the coffee table was the sofa, the largest, most prominent piece of furniture in the living room.
And finally, lying sprawled out and unconscious upon said sofa was none other than one of the two residents of Apartment 601, Yami Bakura. The light from the TV (which was showing some
Dear Mom And DadDear Mom and Dad,Dear Mom And Dad2 years ago in Letters More Like This
I have something I need to talk to you about even though you probably already know or at least suspect. I find that this is an easier way for me to talk about it instead of talking in person. So please just listen to me for a few minutes. My whole life I've known I was different then all the other girls. I have identified a lot more with guys then I have with girls. 4th grade is when I actually did start to be attracted to girls and not guys. Over time of course I did have my few crushes on guys but have always known that I could never really see myself being with them. This next part is going to b where it might clear something up for you. In seventh grade I realized that I felt not like I thought I should. I mean, I felt like my mind and body were two completely different people. People of opposite genders. I knew something was wrong. You can't even imagine what it feels like to wake up every day and feel like the person in the mirror is a complete
Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this.Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this.8 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this.
You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time.
A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and sissy won't wake up."
Your dad ru
I'M FRIENDS WITH TOBY'S MOMI'M FRIENDS WITH TOBY'S MOM2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
SO I ADDED TOBY'S MOM AS A FRIEND AND SHE ACCEPTED AND THEN SHE CAME ONLINE BUT I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO SAY TO HER AND I WAS FREAKING OUT SO I LINKED HER TO OUR TOBUSCUS GALLERY AND SHE SAID: awww sweet thanks. MY HEART WAS POUNDING.I AM FRIENDS WITH TOBY'S MOM. HIS. MOM. GAH! I HOPE SHE'S LOOKING AT YOUR AMAZING ART <3
Samuel InfoSamuel Info1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Samuel Gyasi(wonderful) TriHorn
Nickname(s): Sam, Sammie or Sammy, Sammie boy, Leumas, Dreads, Julius or Julian (father's Name)
Age: 17(first of series)
Race and Ethnicity : Human, Demon and African American, Egyptian
Abilities/Powers: Teleportion, Immune to Powers of the Succubi
Personality: Shy(around girl when he was younger), Brave, Nice, Energetic, Atheletic, Doesn't back down from a challenge
Always hungry, Trys to be respectful(mostly to girls) Non-Pervy, Curious(if unaware he want to know more), Apologizes to much(mostlygirls)
Caring(to family and close friends), Scare of being an out-cast
Appearance: Shoulder length dreads, Dark Brown Eyes, Right eyebrow has one cut in it and the left has two, Sharp teeth, has
a tail but to fit in he puts it away.
Typical wear: Usually has a band-aid on his nose, Cordless head phones on his head or around his neck, T-shirts, Shorts(mostly rarely wears pants)
dysphoric dysphoriahe is, she saiddysphoric dysphoria2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
bones are breaking and hands are tied
nobody listened, everyone lied
redemption for mistakes, sinners, fighters
although all ive done is burned with my lighter
skulls are cracking, our hearts have been shred
look for the victims, they're in your head
exiting exodus, beginning anew,
confused at how "yourself" is you
mystified thoughts and minds and smiles
against all odds, your emotions tile
gentle remind that were not fabricated
(chaos and insanity aren't always related)
femurs break under body weight
who can i speak to, what to debate?
back to where we started, just a small girl
she thinks she's a boy and lives in harsh worlds
-- NEW BEGINNINGSI made the high school football team.-- NEW BEGINNINGS2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Sure, I can't use the locker room unless it's game day.
Yeah, I do feel a bit awkward amongst these puberty-stricken boys.
Hell, I still get bullied but by the end of practice, we're all too tired to remember.
Honestly? It's the best thing that's happened to me since forever.
Best part of all of it? It was my way of coming out to my dad...
and he was okay with it all.
wrecki am cutting my hairwreck2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am cutting it
and i am going to
finally get the courage
"NO, i want a boy's
and you are going
to hate me for this
and one day i will
inject that relief into
my thigh and i will
wake up in a hospital
bed with my atrocities
all cut off neatly,
and scars to try not to
brag about my severe, severe
case of gynecomastia
and you are going
to hate me for that
in all reality
i've hated myself
for far too long
to care if you do too
and at the very least
there isn't a single person
on this earth who i am abs
olutely required to keep
with me until my dying breath
and stupid last words
DysphoriaI look ino the mirror at my half-naked self, focused on the giant lumps on my chest that are so large that they sag due to their weight. They disqust me, I grab my little black sports bra off my bed and slide it on. For a lot of guys, a sports bra is enough to hide their "moobs". Unfortunately, I was cursed with ridiculously large tumors growing off my chest.Dysphoria2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I grab my chest binder and pull it on over my head, almost dislocating my shoulder in the process. I've gotten used to the pain in my shoulder after getting dressed in the mornings. I look back into the mirror. My "moobs" have shrunk from a size D to a size B. I still hate them.
I want them gone.
Wishing for a Backward ClockWishing for a Backward Clock2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wished an impossible thing:
to relive a former time
the future has not taken wing
when I hear the old clock chime
but under the dusty childhood cheer
and beloved memories held dear
forgotten heartbreak lurks so near
and flawless dreams are not so clear
I wished for what I do not want:
to turn back all that time
and ignore a secret very gaunt
when a backward clock would chime
and in the shadow of such flight
no smiles were ever truly bright
try as I would with all my might
to bring dear hearts some happy light
I wished for something I cannot:
to change a long gone time
but just a wish won't save that lot
and no backward clock will chime
100 Themes1. Introduction100 Themes2 years ago in Settings More Like This
2. Inception / Beginning
30. What Cold Have Been
52. On The Edge
73. To Arms
75. Fading Away
84. Old and New
100 theme challenge1. Light100 theme challenge2 years ago in Settings More Like This
13. Italian food
28. Cookie monster
29. Eye lashes
31. Sticky notes
33. Best friend
36. Ear buds
41. The fridge
44. Noah's ark
50. Agony kai
53. Count down
56. Wizard of oz
63. Rubber band
64. Light bulb
68. Hot chocolate
71. Glen keane
76. Professor fate
77. Spy kids
100 Theme ChallengeI created my own little 100 Theme Challenge and decided to share it with you100 Theme Challenge2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Fell free to use and have fun! (Please credit me as the creator, thank you!)
created by ~Shyrata
001 - Hello
002 - Love
003 - Hate
004 - Alone
005 - Together
006 - Affection
007 - Pain
008 - Fear
009 - Exhausted
010 - Joyful
011 - Darkness
012 - Relieved
013 - First Meeting
014 - One-sided Love
015 - Anger/Rage
016 - Jealousy
017 - Out of Place
018 - Life goes on
019 - Death
020 - Broken
021 - Sunrise
022 - Leave me Alone
023 - Passion
024 - Outsider
025 - Friends
026 - Family
027 - Holidays/Vacations
028 - Fight
029 - Innocent
030 - Nightmare
031 - Faint
032 - Music
033 - Tears
034 - Confused
035 - Insane
036 - Stranger
037 - Winter
038 - Fly
039 - Loneliness
040 - Sleepless
041 - Interruption
042 - Boredom
043 - Hurt
044 - Dreaming
045 - Memories
046 - Broken Wings
047 - Protection
048 - Stand up!
049 - Silence
050 - Noise
051 - To much
052 - Lost
053 - Hope
100 Theme Challenge!00 Theme Challenge100 Theme Challenge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
10. Breathe Again
22. Mother Nature
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
30. Under the Rain
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
42. Standing Still
44. Two Roads
50. Breaking the Rules
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
56. Danger Ahead
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
61. Fairy Tale
63. Do Not Disturb
67. Playing the Melody
72. Mischief Managed