It Feels Like WonderlandEyes flicker open and I blinked in confusion at the blurry, swirling mess that was my vision. I stayed that way, lying still as I could until the cloudy haze cleared and I was left staring at a tiny crack in the faded panels of the ceiling.
Where was I?
How was I there?
I was suddenly aware that the bed (I assume it was a bed) that I was lying on was rock solid, almost like a table and the pillow was thin and barely offered any comfort from the solid surface beneath me. I could hear a soft beep of what sounded like a heart monitor in the distance but this was accompanied by the tick of a clock or cogs moving.
Curious to see if I could move, I hesitantly flexed my fingers and felt them scrape against rough cotton. Very slowly, I moved my hands, my wrists, my arms until the tingling, numbness of lack of use disappeared. Pushing myself up onto my elbows, it took a moment for me to focus on my surroundings as I felt the rush of getting up too quickly.
As the white lights
My StoryMy Story2 years ago in Create a Story Contest More Like This
A young woman named Keisha loved making art, and practiced painting all day long to become the very best in all her town. But one day, she was completely stumped. She looked around her room, full of art pieces featuring mystical Kumquat, sci-fi landscapes of a futuristic Sacramento , and a portrait of Oprah that looked so real, you could start a conversation with it. But nothing inspired her. Had she really created everything there was to create? Depressed, she looked out her window, and made a wish on a nearby Narwhal for inspiration to return to her. The next morning, she sprung out of bed, and used her skill in painting to create the most beautiful deviation depicting Kittens abominating anyone had ever seen. That night, she shouted out the window, "Thanks, Narwhal!"
Reject [chapter one] (Japan x Reader)This may not make a lot of sense right now, but it will soon! :3 This is my first proper attempt at a reader insert for Hetalia.Reject [chapter one] (Japan x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hetalia belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz.
The plot/story belongs to me.
Reject [chapter one]
The ground was soggy. The air was humid. It felt like a groggy summer day - or night, you weren't sure yet. Your eyes hadn't opened, but you had become conscious. It smelt like damp. Your hands felt the ground it was cold strands of long grass. Finally you fluttered your eyes open. The sky was grey and not a speck of blue could be seen.
"W-What's going on?" you muttered aloud, forcing yourself to sit up. It seemed as though you were in some sort of park. "Am I here already ? Hmm I don't remember it looking like this in the photographs "
After taking a moment to absorb your surroundings, you stood up and steadied your balance. It had been a long journey; a month's worth of travelling made you feel tired and you wanted to get to your destination
SeparateYou are on the opposite sideSeparate3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of this window.
Press your palm against the pane,
The heat of our fingers will
fog the glass,
and in this mist we create,
we will finally meet.
Italy x Angel!Reader: Are those wings?! Ch. 5 Ding Dong!Italy x Angel!Reader: Are those wings?! Ch. 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sound of the door bell echoed through the rooms of the familiar, Spanish home. Sounds of crashing and yelling muffled by the thick, oak, front door. Soon, the door was opened by none other than Feliciano's close friend, Antonio. The man stood there for a moment, grinning widely, then he stepped aside as he mumbled a small "Hola" to his younger friend.
"Ciao," exclaimed Feliciano, giving his friend a brief hug before entering. You couldn't help but to feel a little ignored. Ever since a few days ago, the two of you had talked nonstop and now here you were, barely getting even a glance from the man. Although, you understood why.
As you entered the house, you scanned the livingroom for a certain foul mouthed Italian only to come up short. You left the room and checked the kitchen, the garden, the bathroom, nothing. Passing through the upstairs hall, you heard the soft
Another lifetimeAnother lifetimeAnother lifetime2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The final battle was at its highest point and Hermione was running faster than she ever though she could, Bellatrix was chasing her and throwing curses at her.
She rounded a corner, and tried to hid herself but Bellatrix was right after her and she threw a crusiatuscurse at her and her eyesight blinked and she hit the floor and all her mind could register was pain, enormous pain.
She heard someone yelling the killing curse and her brain told her that this was it; she was going to die, right her, right now. her eyes was shut and she felt something brush her cheek, her eyes fluttered open and met sad silvery eyes staring down at her. Was she in heaven?
One moment later she recognized the eyes, and her environment was slowly being registered in her brain, she was in danger.
She could not move, her body being heavy and powerless, he picked her up and sneaked up towards the Ravenclaw tower, on the way he found an empty classroom and pulled her in and looked the door and put
Rejected Fanfiction IdeasTangled, Starring SequelShippingRejected Fanfiction Ideas2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Mei, let down your hair before I UNLEASH MY RAGE!”
“You have to promise me to take me to see the lights!”
A Pokespe, Renaissance AU
Flare scrolled down to see the comments. Her heart stopped as she viewed all the Agencyshippers.
“OH MY GOSH WHY DID YOU PUT CARCRASHSHIPPING IN THIS I MEAN WHAT THE HELL WHAT IS CARCRASHSHIPING”
“WHO ARE YOU”
“I BET YOU NEVER EVEN READ THE POKESPE BLACK AND WHITE CHAPTERS YOU IDIOT”
Flare turned to her cat, saying “Kill. ME.”
A RockSmashShipping Fanfiction
“... The Hoenn Fandom still exist?” Roxanne lifted her eyes from her book as soon as she heard the shipping name of herself and Brawly.
“Apperntly so. It's so odd how crazy a fandom can become if I just call you... if only they knew the other things we did
Love is Love Chapter 2"Hey Helga!" Arnold ran after her. She was fast for a nine year old girl, even faster than most teenage girls. "Helga!" Arnold ran after her until he saw than she ran into a locker door that had just been opened. "Ow!" Helga rubbed her head and looked up at the locker's owner. It was Phoebe's locker. "Oh Helga! You're alright! How are you feeling?" Phoebe kneeled next to her friend.Love is Love Chapter 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I have a headache now added to the harsh epipen treatment." Helga coughed, her throat was very dry. Arnold had caught up with Helga. "Hey *pant* why did you *pant* run off?" Arnold bent over with his hands on his knees, trying to breathe. "No reason Football Head!" Helga got up and went into Mr. Simmon's class, followed by Arnold and Phoebe. "Oh Helga! I am so happy to see that you're okay!" Mr. Simmons smiled.
Helga sighed and sat down in her normal seat, along with Phoebe returning to Gerald and Arnold sitting in front of Helga. He then turned to face her. "Helga, what's going on?" Arnold placed his hand
happy facesHappy faces all around me,happy faces1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Everywhere I look,all I see,
Smiling, joking, laughing,
Smiling faces everywhere,
But in the mirror staring back at me,
tired eyes, sad face,just unhappiness,
But when you see me,
You see one of you
Smiling, joking, laughing,
The pain, the sorrow, the despair,
The cuts, the scars
All you see, smiling faces, perfect skin
Imagine.It was a typical December afternoon in Minnesota. Cold, and snowy. Your boyfriend, Zayn, had spent the night at your house. You still lived with your parents, but they were out of town. They went to Florida for a week. You had to beg them to let Zayn stay with you. He had to head back to the UK soon to get ready for the Take Me Home tour. So you wanted to spend as much time as possible with him before he went back on tour. It took a lot of begging, but they eventually said yes. So now it's the day your parents are coming home, you and Zayn are picking them up from the airport in three hours. You wake up and go to get out of bed, but find you can't. You smile when you realize that Zayn is still asleep, and has his arm wrapped around your waist. You try to pry it off you, no luck. He's too strong. You whisper to him "Zayn, babe wake up." No response. You try again. "Zayn, wake up." Still nothing. You try yet again, this time speaking louder. "Zayn, wake up!" He jumps. "Finally! I've beenImagine.1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Watching the dreamThe dark figure sits in front of the monitor, without blinking, like he is trying to memorize the picture on it. The man sits in front of the computer every night after his "death".Watching the dream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sherlock Holmes watches his friend's sleep.
Night after night the former army doctor sleeps with more and more difficulties. The nightmares are back.
In the room on 221b Baker Street darkness hides the tragedy that fills the place, eating all emotions of the man with fair hair and kind eyes, slowly leading him into the depression.
However, John Watson is fighting. For now.
The detective blinks at last and takes a deep breath. Because of Mycroft's support he has cameras at their flat. Suddenly, the realization that the flat is no more their, but only John's, makes him feeling empty. He closes his eyes and sits thus for some long minutes.
At the night minutes are always long.
A sound from the laptop's speakers brings Sherlock back to the reality. His sharp gaze sparkles in the lights from the scre
Ink-Stained PensBruises written on an un-marred pageInk-Stained Pens2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tear into the parchment like ink stained pens.
Tiny drops of crimson passion flood the surface,
Look at your creation, isn't it beautiful?
Black and red speckle the sun-
Blue takes its turn swirling among the blotches,
Oh, look! The red is dripping now,
Washing white across the bruises.
Lovely isn't she, staring into her marrow
As if it was meant to be exposed?
Silly girl, this is art, nothing is as it was meant to be.
When is anything ever?
Just like these
Bruises, written on an un-marred page.
You tore into the parchment like ink stained pens.
You tore into me, and I consumed you.
Silly boy, when is anything ever how you planned?
I couldn't like herIt couldn’t be, for you seeI couldn't like her2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It would only end in tragedy
If I tried to swoon
I would look like a buffoon
I’m a goof, not one of the aloof
If I tried in her mind I would go poof
I would lose what we have and I treasure that dearly
The problem is I see her too clearly
Once I saw her shine I knew she'd never be mine
That she sees me as swine
I’ll just stand last in line and after her I will pine
Unable to cope, I mope; thinking that I am such a dope
That for me there is no hope
I’ll never get to hold her hand
I’ll never give her a forever band
Or take her to another land
She will never stand next to me in a dress
Her skin I will not get to caress
And her hair I will never see in its morning mess
I’ll never tell her about how wonderful things went today
She’ll never want to hear what I have to say
I’ll just let this little crush decay
I won’t let her see my heart; I won’t let my feelings show
She’s up on her pedestal, lookin
WLR B1: ProloguePrologueWLR B1: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The night was still and silent.
The sky was glowing from the Silverpelt; no moonlight dared to shine. The Silverpelt shed a crisp, frosty shimmer over the land, making the leaves and grass a soft white color. In a valley nearby, laid a waterfall that gently poured out cool, refreshing water from the high rocks into a large pool, glimmering with the ripples and starlight. The air was filled with a mid-greenleaf breeze, sighing through the leaves. At the top of the small hill, the surrounding ferns that guarded the pool, parted as a cat entered the sacred area.
The tom's coat shone a brilliant white, which was sliced by jet-black stripes. His steps were heavy, yet delicate as he padded down the rocky slope, towards the water's edge. The cat sat down on a cold stone that jutted out over the pool. He waited in the silence, until a small brown-and-white tom popped out like a rabbit from behind a boulder.
"Have the others arrived?"
Boredom is BeautifulSometimes, my brain is dead, and I'm droolingBoredom is Beautiful3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's nothing on TV
I think there's absolutely nothing to do...
My laziness is at it's pique
I won't do the laundry or even pick up the remote
So, what now? I ask myself
That's when I decide to sate a weird curiosity
That's when I go back and watch a show
I haven't seen since I was 9 years old
It's when I start to draw a random picture
It's when I write stories, when I daydream
Eventually, it'll amount to even more
In a bizarre way, this feeling is beautiful
a misunderstood concept created by too much
technology and constant surroundings of simplicity
Don't fight the feeling; just gently resist it
and it'll illuminate that idea, that one mind spark idea
that's hidden at the back of your over tired brain
Start the Renaissance
Lost...Chapter one: *BANG BANG* Jennifer?I woke up suddenly, consumed by the darkness. Fearful tears flooding my eyes making it harder to focus on the only thing in the darkness. I drifted towards it...closer...it was a mirror! I looked at the tears staining my face deeply. My long, curly, brown hair shrouded my face. I looked at the fear echoing in my deep hazel eyes piercing my soul. I was pale although my skin is usually tan. Suddenly the mirror in front of me broke into many pieces flying at me cutting my skin as I began to fall the pain was too much. "HELP MEEEE!!!!!" I screamed as I fell further and further into the darkness...Lost...Chapter one: *BANG BANG* Jennifer?2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I woke up suddenly I looked at my shaky hands...there was no more blood but somehow I still felt the deep pain. I looked around sitting up slowly to observe. I looked down at myself first noticing I wasn't wearing pants...I blushed at least I was wearing undergarments... I looked at the large purple shirt that said the word PINK in all caps. Colorblind shirt I thought as I tried to stand up on my
Summer WondersThe sunlight of a thousand floating dandelionsSummer Wonders2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dances through the sky
As I lay in the grass,
Green as summer leaves.
I wonder how my life would be,
How the colors would have changed,
How the tides would flow
If I had been born
Where would I be?
Who would I be?
When would I know,
All the confusing things,
The little things,
The things as grand as mountains,
Everything a mystery to me,
What does it mean?
All my life,
Ive been someone of a mystery
Who am I?
What am I?
Why am I here?
I could have gone anywhere,
But yet I am here.
It's been quite a while
Since Ive seen
Someone I know
Look back at me in the mirror.
The scent of lavender and dreams
Float all around me
As I wonder all these things.
The world is bright and soft,
The sky is a river,
Cool and serene.
I lay my head on the ground,
And look up to watch
The world pass by.
And dream simple wonders
In my head.
I'm hereI'm here look at me,I'm here1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm crying why cant you see
The unhappyness in my eyes
All you see is the son you want
the smart, perfect little child
I'm not him, I'm me,
Please look at me,
Please wipe these tears away,
see me for me,
please just see me,
I want to be a Disney Girl and a Disney PrincessI want to go on adventures like Jasmine and AladdinI want to be a Disney Girl and a Disney Princess2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to forget my past love and fall in love again like Megera and Hercules
I want someone who'll respect my dreams like Mulan and Shang
I want to be able to accept someone for who they are like Belle and Beast
I want someone to bring me happiness like Cinderella and her prince
I want someone who'll stand up for me like Ezmerelda and Pheobus
I want someone who'll help make my wishes come true like Repunzel and Flynn
I want to learn about other worlds like Pochantas and John
I want someone who'll wake me up from loneliness like Snow white and her prince
I want someone who can protect me like Aurora and Philip
I want to feel like I can fly like Wendy and Peter
I want someone who'll help make my dreams come true like Tiana and Naveen
I want to fall for someone when or where i least expect it like Giselle and Robert
I want to be part of someone's world like Ariel and Eric
Can you help me be a Disney princess or a Disney girl in my own w
Whoa Momma with A Side of Jinkies! Ch. 1Johnny looked around aimlessly throughout the diner, a low and hard sigh falling from his lips. He took another sip of his root beer, slightly belching as he downed it completely. He was startled as he heard someone clearing his or her throat roughly and he looked up to see who it was. " Well, Johnny, girl troubles again I see?" Johnny looked up even higher to see a tall, corpulent man wearing a bright blue tie and animal print shirt and pants and had scruffy black hair that Johnny knew only belonged to one man.Whoa Momma with A Side of Jinkies! Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Uncle Freddy! Didn't know you'd be working the bar today".
"Well it's about time ya said hello! I served you up your usual and you didn't give the iconic 'Thanks Uncle Freddy' I look forwards to."
Some other people called him Caveman Fred, but Johnny respected Uncle Freddy too much because he had the best advice at times and really knew how to get a guy some prime chicks when his mojo was low. "Oh you know it Uncle Freddy. But this time was a whole 'nother ball game. This chic
ColorsColours, it's all about them.Colors1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
The reds,blues and yellows,
A world in color is a wonder of a world,
But my color has faded,
No more reds,blues or yellows,
Grays and blacks is all I see,
My wonder world is gone,
Replaced by doom and gloom,
Colors its all about colors,
LonelinessDean tightened his red-black striped tie and smoothed out his white button up shirt inside the elevator. He had almost a dozen of that same shirt at home and wore them to work every day, despite having many shirts to choose from, ranging from party shirts he had never worn to graphic tees that he lounged around in. His body looked like it was stuck in high school with his boyish face, puny frame and black hair that revealed a dark brown sheen when the sunlight hit it. He easily looked like he belonged in an office job, or playing D&D. He fit perfectly inside the role society had placed him in. Well except with D&D, he never understood the appeal of that. Dungeon Lords was more up Dean’s alley. Dungeon Lords was easier to understand and didn’t require the participants to be Lord-of-the-Geeks. Anyone who liked board games could enjoy that one.Loneliness1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The elevator chimed right before opening. The office looked the same as ever. Cubicles were jammed against one another, packin
If You Couldn't Say I Love YouWhat would you doIf You Couldn't Say I Love You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I took those words from you?
Would you show me with your hands and your eyes?
Your kisses, laughs and sighs?
You've got a lot to prove
But if you succeed
I won't turn away from you
I won't turn around and leave
Show me how you deal with this love
This feeling we're both feeling
Show me a reason to stay
By showing me everyday
What would you do if I took those words from you?
So you couldn't say I love you
What would you do
If you had love to prove?
Denial NejiTenDenial; not just a river in Egypt as the saying goes. If Neji was being honest with himself that was what he was in, but that's just the thing he was in denial because if he accepted the truth he would be upset, and that was not a good thing in Hyuga Neji's book.Denial NejiTen2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Neji you've been acting weird recently." Tenten said, helping him up after she knocked him down with the force of an explosion that she created. Although the bun haired girl was happy to be better matched than usual with the Hyuga prodigy, she wanted it to be on fair terms, and she knew he was bothered by something.
"It's nothing." He brushed off, "How's Sasuke?"
"He's good." Tenten replied slowly, "He's taking me on a date to the festival tomorrow." Neji nodded slowly, the festival was a great place to take a girl.
They were silent for a few moments, both thinking back to the year before, at the spring festival when Neji kissed Tenten before leaving. The two never talked about it, and both acted like it had never happened.