Sooo GothSitting, thinking in my room;Sooo Goth10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fantasizing about my doom.
Swimming in the pain I drink -
I'm soo goth; or so I think.
Middle class, unbroken home,
Loving family, but I'm all alone.
Childhood filled with toys and parks,
But that's all gone; now I'm dark.
I hate happy, pink and soft -
I'm so black, yes I'm soo goth.
All my hopes and dreams discard -
They can't take a life this hard.
Straight A student, perfect teeth,
Beautiful outside, but not beneath.
Perfect's not good enough you see
When deep down you're goth like me.
I know hurt and I know pain,
I know torment in my brain.
I can't find solace that I seek -
Lost my boyfriend of this week.
That damage is too much to fight.
(I know I'm really depressed...right?)
I seem beset with a curse -
But hold on, it just gets worse.
At my home I'm all alone;
I've been grounded from my phone.
No Yahoo, AIM, or MSN -
Solitude's killed me from within.
So now my nails are painted black.
There is no hope; no going back.
Painting your pain just isn't fun
Sasuke's Pet, Sasunaru fanficOtouto!!!!!!! Itachi cried sauntering into the living room. Sasuke flinchedSasuke's Pet, Sasunaru fanfic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
.Yes, Aniki? he replied calmly his eyes drawn to the shifting bundle in his older brothers arms. I got you a birthday present!!!!
.Aniki, my birthdays in July . Its December . Itachi blinked Oh, well Christmas then!
Right Sasuke eyes traveled back down to the mass of cloth as a whine came from it. What are you holding?
Your present! Itachi flumped gracefully onto the couch with Sasuke and pulled away the cloth to reveal a furry bum. Sasuke sweatdropped as a silver fox tail with a white tip wiggled in the air. Suddenly the fox kit squirmed its way backwards, out of the cloth and onto Sasukes lap. Azure eyes stared at him, the kits ears pricked towards Itachi when the older Uchiha squealed, yes, you heard me, squealed. Isnt it adorable?!?!
DA:If Fenris Were In OriginsDA:If Fenris Were In Origins3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: If Fenris Were In Origins... (Party Banter)
Game: Dragon Age: Origins/Dragon Age 2
Characters: Fenris, Leliana, Alistair, Sten, Morrigan, Zevran
Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all things related belong to Bioware.
Author's Note: This is some party banter I believe would have occured if Fenris had been in Dragon Age: Origins. There are some minor spoilers for both games, since the dialogue is inspired by actual dialogue/events.
__ Leliana and Fenris __
Leliana: You are very pretty, you know.
Fenris: I am very pretty.
Leliana: You would be quite the commodity in Orlais. There, the noblemen and noblewomen would lavish you with gifts in envy of your beauty.
Fenris: Should that make me happy?
Leliana: It should!
Fenris: It doesn't.
Leliana: You should smile, Fenris. I bet you have a wonderful smile!
Fenris: Is there something to smile about?
Leliana: Well not at the m
Uzumaki Life: Naruto CookiesUzumaki Life: Naruto Cookies2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tired Naruto lazily walked into his family's living room to find his wife, Hinata reading a book to their youngest daughter, Kiki. He also saw his oldest daughter Songo asleep on the ottoman chair across from his wife and Kiki.
"Hey honey," he said as he surprised his wife with a kiss on the cheek, which made her blush.
"Daddy," Kiki screamed as she jumped up and crawls up to her father's shoulders.
"Hey princess," Naruto said as he laughed as Kiki hugged his head.
Hinata giggled. "So how was your day," she asked.
"Boring as usual," Naruto responded as he grabbed Kiki's ankles. "I guess I should've listened to Grandma Tsunade when she said that being hokage also meant you have to do a lot of paperwork. But I still love it," he finished with his trade mark grin. "So what did you do today," he asked.
"Kiki helped me make cookies," Hinata responded.
"Oh ya," Kiki screamed. She then started to crawl down from her father's shoulders. She then ran off as fast as she could to the kitchen. N
Checkmate Chapter OneCheckmate Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
White was never one to back down from a fight, and that was her problem.
Black leaned back in the sea of sand, lifting up the brim of his cap to watch as his partner's Samurott was basically drop-kicked by an irritated Krookodile. He sighed, placing a hand on one of his pokeballs, but White saw his subtle action.
"Stay out of this, Black! This is my fight, and I'll win it myself!" she insisted, giving him a glare that would make any mere man cower in terror.
For Black, the intimidation of that glare had worn off fairly quick. He simply shrugged, as if to say, "Have it your way", and continued to observe as White turned back to her enemy trainer and continued on.
When they had set out from Nuvema Town, Black had expected a nice, smooth journey. He would breeze through each gym easily and continue on to the next. Maybe White would have a little trouble with one gym leader or another and they'd have to wait in the city for a couple of days, but all in all, his ride all the way up to the C
Counting Stars 1Hey guys! It's Mocha. I'm making a Collab with my friend Gabe (ZheAwesomeMeh) C: He's an awesome writer =3= This is a collab, meaning we work together, we both own it. Togetherness is happiness! I made this part, next will be him! Sit back have a cup of whatever you like and enjoy!Counting Stars 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I packed my things then slowly zipped my backpack. I’m ready for school now. I ran my hand through my black hair. It wasn’t naturally black; I dyed it a few years ago because I started to really like that color. I buttoned up my dark blue flannel shirt then buckled my skull belt. I blinked seeing the white folded paper on my desk. I opened it then scanned the small letter.
‘My dearest son Latte, I congratulate you on winning the family blessing. I hope you have a wonderful senior year; your brothers and sisters will come home again during the fall so let’s all have a lovely tea time together. –mother’
I groaned inwardly. I completely forgot about t
Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P3Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P3
You walked out of school sad.
Even though you were a little bit closer to seeing Arthur, you didn't actually see him.
You kept walking down the street, kicking pebbles as you left for your house.
I hope I see you soon Arthur...
It was the end of the day and he still couldn't find _____.
What if she was hiding from me? He thought sadly.
He walked out the school, still in his thoughts when he finally saw you.
"_____!" He called your name, but you couldn't hear him over all the noise.
He changed his direction, and went to follow you.
You were pretty close to your house when you started hearing footsteps.
Because of all the horror movies you watched, you instantly thought he was going to kill you.
You walked a little faster but not by much, just so the person following you wouldn't notice it.
You sighed in relief once you reached your house, knowing that for tonight, you'd be safe.
The Words I Write...The words I write with my handThe Words I Write...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
come with most sincerity from my heart,
they flow and ebb all through me
reading and interpreting all my thoughts...
When I write I feel free and I have
no boundaries, only my heart and mind.
Writing gives me a chance to say what
I can't find the words to say out loud...
Writing takes me to another world away
from all around me, it's quite relaxing.
For a while it rids me of any stress that
I may be overcome and worried by...
My poems are my life and describe me,
they show struggles I've been through,
they show great battles I've won...
my poetry shows my roller coaster of life...
When I can't explain how I feel out loud,
I can pick up a pen and paper and then
suddenly I'm free and flying...
The words I write are the words I am...♥
Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Bad Friends PrologueThis year, you're now a 4th year/senior student and this is the last year of you, being a highschool student. First day of school starts at spring. In your look, nothing changed, just your uniform, your skirt was cut shorter, and your hair was clipped at the left side. At school, nothing changed too, you still have your bestfriends, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis, they're also senior students this year. They never change... still the Moron Trio.Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Bad Friends Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the day you transferred at your current school, they're the first ones who approached to you and want to become friends with you. You're not an anti-social so you become friends with them within 1 day, you guys were already that close. The day you still hadn't come at the school, they were called the "Bad Touch Trio", Now, they're are called "Bad Friends" including you.
Ever since the day you attended the school, you suddenly have one or two hate clubs for being TOO close to them, but the trio had it shutted down, but you knew there were st
A True Gentleman (EnglandxReader)Women were twirling around the dance floor in their ball gowns. Men were having serious conversations about their businesses and politics. You sighed. It was your 18th birthday and your party was also your engagement party. Yesterday, your parents had engaged you to a heir of a very rich chocolate company, Francis Bonnefoy. Of course, you had to be engaged to a rich person, after all your family had owned England's top textile factory for generations. You had the perfect life. Just one problem. You hated Francis. He was a playboy and a flirt who took advantage of groping you every second that he got the chance. You'd known him ever since you were 12 and you've hated him ever since.A True Gentleman (EnglandxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You adjusted the waist of your dark red ball gown. It was your birthday present along with a 24 carat diamond necklace and matching earrings. The gown was a bit big on you, but your family tailor, Feliks, said that it would fit you soon enough. He even gave you black elbow-length gloves
The ViolinClosing her eyesThe Violin8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Drawing the bow across the string
As the notes begin to ring
A deep forlorn note
Sorrowful and low
Echoes from the violin
Passionate and slow
She tells her sad story
On the wistful winds
As a grim lament
For her lover lost begins
The melody is bitter sweet
Full of passion and pain
Reaching its crescendo
In the fiery refrain
This is how she has learned
to make it through the night
Telling her story to the stars
Reading the notes by moonlight
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
Sea-Salt Ice Cream RecipeSea-Salt Ice Cream Recipe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sea-Salt Ice Cream
Wire whisk or fork
Medium sized saucepan
Medium sized bowl
1 cup measure
1 teaspoon measure
Ice-cream maker or ice-pop molds or a cooler of liquid nitrogen (optional)
1 heart (optional get it)
1 cup milk
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
blue and green food coloring (optional)
1. Re-arrange the letters of your name and add an X somewhere.
2. Crack 2 eggs into the bowl and whisk well for a few minutes. A wire whisk works best but a fork can do in a pinch.
3. Add the cup of sugar into the eggs and continue to whisk well until creamy.
4. Heat the milk in the saucepan over medium heat until warmish hot while constantly stirring with the wooden spoon (do not use a metal spoon it will scratch your pot and make the milk burn easier). The milk should be right before boiling, but do not
7 Kisses7 Kisses3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"N!" Touko shouted gleefully, running to aforementioned person. He opened his arms to catch her and the next thing he knew, she was in his arms, laughing.
"What is it Touko?" he asked. Touko beamed up at him.
"I got the lead in the Musical! My Emolga will be the star of 'A Sweet Soiree'!" she exclaimed. "Isn't it wonderful?!" N smiled down at her.
"It sure is." And he bent down and affectionately rubbed noses with her, the two laughing.
He hugged her tightly as she sobbed in his arms. He cursed Silver's bruteness. How the hell did Lyra put up with that guy in the first place?
"It's okay, Touko " he soothingly whispered, and planted a reassuring kiss on her forehead.
"Everything's going to be ok."
Kiss on the Cheek
"Do you want to go out again?" N stammered from his place on Touko's porch. Tou
Child!Canada X ReaderChild!Canada X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were walking down the snow covered sidewalk, swinging your arms as you headed home. It was winter in Canada; all you wanted to do was curl up next to a fire... Until you heard very soft sniff and what sounded like quiet sobs, making you freeze in your tracks. Yep, you could clearly hear it; it was from a little boy next to a large tree. He had chin-length hair with a strange curl that drooped from his blonde bangs; but he had a scared look on his adorable face and tears ran down from his light blue eyes, dripping onto his snow white teddy bear. Your heart broke at the sight and rushed towards the boy.
"Are you lost? Where are your parents?" You asked softly, kneeling down to his height. The child jumped at the sudden voice and looked at you with the most saddest expression.
"Pa-arents? W-where am I?" He spoke in a quiet voice as he hugged his bear closer, he seemed like he was an orphan.
You smiled warmly, "I'm (Name), what's your name?" "Matthew W-Williams..." "Well, Matthew, you
Fried Egg MassacreFried Egg Massacre: A Macabre Fairy TaleFried Egg Massacre7 years ago in Humor More Like This
By Conor McBrien
Once upon every American morning, a ritual of utter madness is performed. The Eggheads, trapped in groups of twelve in frigid conditions, are prepared for the worst. Egghead Number One was at the front; apparently a seasoned individual, he spoke of "batter" and "cake", whatever those were. He came to call he and his eleven Egghead comrades "The Dirty Dozen".
God forbid if they were a baker's dozen, as Egghead Number One had not learned to count that high and possibly never would. He learned that twelve was a dozen after reading the blue lettering on their white prison.
After the sun rose, it was the job of Mrs. Cruel Human Omnivore to prepare a meal. This was for Mr. Cruel Muman Omnivore and their very unappealing offspring: Mr. Cruel Human Omnivore Jr. As the door swung open, Egghead Number Eleven shifted nervously, while several rows in front of him Egghead Number Five panicked and screamed.The white prison shook and rose.
The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)Distinguished. Proper. Neat and tidy.The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
That was how you were known at school. Little did they know......
You smiled, humming along to your earphones. You listened to a wide variety of things, ranging from old rock music to K- and J-pop. At the moment though you were infatuated with punk music. In fact you liked it so much you'd even started to dress that way.
You really liked the dress-style, it looked cool and rather good on you. Only thing was, you had no idea what your friends' reaction would be. Or anyone's reaction for that matter. Especially.....
So you'd taken to wearing your new clothes whenever you came home. Parading about in them, you sang loudly to yourself, a cheeky smile adorning your face.
The clouds, plants and birds were your only audience at this point, you didn't think you'd ever seriously sing in front of anyone else. Or so you thought anyway.
Contrary to your beliefs someone was spying on you, well, rather listening to your singing. He himself was quite notoriously
Goth"Don't act goth" you yell at me.Goth10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"That's not the way you want to be"
But what if it is I think I like it.
I don't care even if you hate it.
I am who I am and I always will be.
I like the way I am. Why can't you see?
You think yellin will make it go away?
That only makes me want it to stay.
You think I am wrong and you are right.
You want me to change, to "see the light"
I will not do that I will not change.
My life is mine, not yours to rearange.
I love the dark and hate the light.
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
I hope one day that you will see
this isn't a phase. I'm being me.
You can hate me I really don't mind.
Just remember it isn't very kind.
You want me out of your life. Done.
But remember you are doing this, you are the one
who tried to change my life and me.
Tried to turn me into something I didn't want to be.
One day you'll look back and finally know
this was teh way I had to go.
Fallen Into DarknessFallen Into Darkness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fallen Into Darkness
I'm a dark void, my shadow casts its own shadow
And I'm too much of a coward to even try and turn back
I'm so bleak, because I've managed to create a new breed of sorrow
And I'd be a fool to even attempt to move out and into the blinding black
My mere gaze can darken the brightest tomorrow
That must be why I am destined to remain here forever
My life is unaware that death is what I yearn to give into
That's another reason to sever every bond for the better
I vowed to myself that I wouldn't take you down with me
Your kind strength and light is what I can no longer borrow
I am nothing but a doubled-edged sword, it is what I will always be
I'm regretfully swaying away from the promised path that I used to follow
But I assure you that I will be alright
So please remember you did everything you could
But I've already made up my mind
And you said every hopeful word
Sith Ranking guideSith Ranking GuideSith Ranking guide2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This a ranking guide for members of the Sith within #JediOrder. Due to some recent confusion, this list has been complied with a list of three things that go in to each rank. The first is what the rank is, the second is what the expectations of the rank are, and the third is how you can get there.
To get this rank, you apply!
This rank is the introductory rank within the Sith. At this rank, you're a brand new Sith Initiate with little to no knowledge of the force, lightsaber combat, military tactics, or others. You have full access to the academy on Ziost for training, as well as the underground academy on Korriban. At this stage, you will self-train yourself until you can acquire a master to provide you actual guidance. Learning will be slow, but feasible at this early stage.
To get this rank, you need to find a master!
This rank is once a Sith obtains a master and can learned under the guidance of a Sith Lord or Sit
History of failOh freedom it's not the absence of shacklesHistory of fail1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When there's thought monitor and rape gone unseen
Days of the dead walking the streets are coming
Already they dance the clubs
Censorship is not when vulgarities bleep
When there’s a heart monitor and things unspoken
Days of the dead writing the lyrics
Already they sing most the songs
Why are we provoking the insane?
(By throwing money at them believe the fame
Applauding every wrong, decay)
Let’s all walk the walk, write history of fail
Roses are red
Violets are blue
When you look deep in to my eyes
You see a tiny reflection of you
Let us walk the other way
My Love Is Like A BirdMy Love Is Like A Bird2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is it bad to wish to be someone else?
Is it bad to want to take their troubles away
Even though I have someone of my own?
I want to be their everything--I want them not to need.
Is it bad to want to be their happiness
And give myself in to them?
Since when did I become so fragile,
And fall to people's whim?
I want to hold them gently
And tell them " it will be alright"
Because I won't leave them;
I won't ever leave your side.
You'll be the conversation;
I'll be the ear.
I'll let you wallow while I listen
I need you not to fear.
Relieve your convictions
Release your redemption
For I will be your sin,
Even if you don't want me
I'll always come to woo
Willingly and tenderly
I have fallen for you.
Is it bad to wish to be someone else?
Is it bad to want to take their troubles away
Even though I have someone of my own?
I want to be their everything--I want them not to need.
An "affair" is what they call it
But we both only understand each other very well
Elric x Reader AcceptanceElric x Reader Acceptance4 months ago in Romance More Like This
“They’re terrible things, aren’t they?” (Name) murmured matter-of-factly, laying out on her patch of grass and warmth, staring up at the grays and blues that intertwined in the skies above. Her companion next to her shifted, somewhat uncomfortably as she could tell out of the corner of her eye.
“Well I guess it depends on what kinds of secrets you’re keeping.” He pointed out, his arms stretched lazily over his head, his body nestled in swathes of ice and snow surrounding his person, his gaze also focused on the atmosphere floating over the pair.
“What kinds of secrets aren’t they? If you have to keep something away from someone else, surely it’s a bad thing. Why would you keep something away from someone if you trusted them and they trusted you?” She reasoned, reaching up towards the sky with a half-hearted hand. A small flame burned in the center of her palm.
“Not all of them are bad, those secre