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Solitude FeastSolitude Feast3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MY LITTLE POEM
Ponies with Tristania
[Click here for the accompanying song]
Pastries left marred
Candlelit the night
For a party of lone reject
Her treats denied
Dismissed behind her back
They left her out
Upset she lies, caters the fest
Abandoned she feasts
They liked her, enjoyed her games and plays
Like leper now
Those backstabbers, liars,
Cowards, avoid her
Alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
alone you're left alone you're left
"Why won't they care without my friends I've nothing left "
Alone you're left you empty soul alone you're left you worthless soul
To fill the emptiness
She feigns the pain inside
Aching heart caters the fest
With puppet plays
Abandoned she feasts
Now castaway escape
Deaf EarsDeaf Ears2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
What if I knock at heaven's door?
What if I scream and shout all my needs?
What if I do my best to pray earnestly?
What if I still I feel empty because no one answers?
What if there's no relief in my soul after sending up that heavenly flare?
What if I am just a fallen angel?
What if all my prayers fall on deaf ears?
[APH] RomanoxReader [miles away] (prologue)[APH] RomanoxReader [miles away] (prologue)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
First RomanoxReader so be nice 83
and become one with the tomatoes,yes?
-With love, from Italy-
It was early in the morning when you scrambled to get yourself up from the warm comfort that is your blankets and your bed. With annoyance covering your face, you slammed your phone hard as to try to turn off the alarm that screeched to what seems like eternity.
"Just shut up already!" you grumpily hissed as you blindly searched for your fuzzy slippers.
You really did hate waking up so early in the morning but you couldn't resist on picking up your friend from the airport. It has been several days since she called you and complained about how time went so fast and she has to go back from Italy. You've heard so much good things about the said country from your best friend, it almost sounded like it was heaven on earth or something.
"Man she could be so overexcited sometimes " you giggled as you remembered how she spilled all her joy
Hell is WaitingHell is Waiting2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once I had the strangest dream, truly it had an inconceivable scheme. Let me tell you of the haunting scene.
I was standing in a field, there was a gale that refused to yield. The ground below me fell and as I began to drop I did yell. Through the core I dove, through the fiery pits I drove.
Suddenly I was trapped in an eerie fog, as if I had landed in a bog. The smell of sulfur hung in the air, clinging onto my memories which I could not repair. The smell of death and decay fell fully on me without delay. So finally I opened my eyes and oh did they burn, and what I saw made my insides churn. Here I saw twisted mangled figures with so many distorted horrific features.
A sinister laugh echoed in the deathly silence, a testament to its evil nature lay before me as evidence. Mankind strewn about in so many charred remains, this was some sort of hellish domain. So here in this nightmare, my imagination began to dare. I pondered at the details of the picture before me, and my soul ripped ou
The Raven's RemedyThe Raven's Remedy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His Virginia beloved, only her he coveted; his night and day, hanging onto every word she did say. One day, the Raven came and took her away.
Poe clung to his memory of her, the lines of his reality began to blur. Into fitful rages he flew, his obsession and madness only grew.
A new muse! The idea he simply would refuse. His delirious obsession completely destroying any comprehension. His writings were fully demented, showing his reality had been fully distorted.
Here in his study he was isolated, and in the lonely darkness his heart was elated. For here visions of his gone Virginia would appear the apparition of the one he held so dear.
Just one more sip, the pain would slip, and in would walk his Virginia.
The Raven made another visit, his soul he had to submit. And as his convulsions vanished in walked his Virginia, the memory he would not banish. She saw him and wept, for his sanity he had not kept, for into a sea of opiates he had swept.
Now the question is which was his true o
The SkullThe Skull2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat in an old dusty library. My thoughts in antiquity deeply buried. I pondered the ancient texts and tapestries lining the walls in their varying sun bleached burgundies. There, next to these old rugs and texts was a glass case. Within it, a skull, I could not ponder it's face. It looked completely ordinary, but its aura was rather extraordinary. I took no heed to the glass lid, I barely noticed the note that eloquently did my action forbid.
Upon closer inspection, there was writing on the scrap of humanity that had avoided my earlier detection. It was a scrawl that distorted it quite wickedly. As I looked into its hollow eye sockets, something tore through me like a celebratory rocket. A voice, faint at first, into my mind burst. There was something so sad and lonely there, my body could not budge, not a single ounce. "Tell me," it said in a voice low with despair, "what do you know of me?"
I stared dumbly into that empty gaze, unable to look away from the thing. I was unsure wheth
EnglandXReader: Meet me at the libraryYou waltzed through the bookshelves of the library that you found while in your vacation in London. You've always enjoyed books and seeing a large selection like this made your heart flutter. There seemed to be every book imaginable here!EnglandXReader: Meet me at the library2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You walked over to the (favorite type of genre) section and searched for your favorite book. It didn't take you too long to find it though. When you went to go take the book off of the shelf, it wouldn't budge. 'How odd...', you though and tried again. Alright, this book did not want to move. This began to frustrate you. You put your foot against the shelf and pulled with all of your might.
"Why in the bloody hell won't this book move?!", a voice yelled from the other side. You let go of the book and it flew to the other aisle in the hands of a Brit. He hit his head on the shelf behind him and fell to the floor. He had shag
EnglandxReader 'The Kind Stranger' Part 1 Alone. You were all alone in the alley. You had some trouble with your job and there is no one left for you. You were weeping like a tiny puppy in pain. People walked by you and called you names, but one kind man walked by.EnglandxReader 'The Kind Stranger' Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
The man came and sat by you in the alley. His eyes sparkled like olive green stars. His scruffy light blonde hair flowed in the wind. He had large bushy eyebrows. You giggled at them before he could speak. “Ello love. What is a lovely lady like you doing all alone in the streets?” he asked sweetly with a smile on his face. You noticed he had a British accent. You had to admit...he was kinda sexy.
“My family doesn’t care about me anymore and I can’t do any job right and I don't have a home now...,” you reply as he stared into your tear-filled eyes.
“Well why don’t they care? I fancied you as soon as I saw you. What is your name, love?” he asked with rosy cheeks
Seasonal KingdomChapter 1Seasonal Kingdom11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"But let's start where this first occurred..."
The sun set high in the clear sky over the four kingoms while preparations were being set up to welcome the newcomers and the yearly festival, honoring those who ruled and protected the kingdoms before them. Apollo, the ruler of the summer kingdom, and the other rulers, were pleased with the many decorations from the kingdoms.
Apollo smiled as the wind blew through his long, red hair. "Let this years celebration begin!" Apollo shouted joyfully, he and the other rulers watched their people celebrate happily as their protectors watched for any signs of an attack, the knight of summer watched with a bored look, his black hair covering his eyepatch, no one knew what happened to his eye, his name was Hatori Kurasaki. The knight of fall, he was different from the other four knights with his ears and tail that moved in different directions, Thomas Oakland. The knight of winter, she was shorter than the other three knight, bu
DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 2DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
5 years passed since you began your life as a Dragon Tamer and you enjoyed it. Throughout the years you learned more about this new life your were leading. Dragon Breeders would mate dragons and take care of their eggs till they reach a certain age before a Dragon Tamer, that's you, would bond with one, training them for who knows what. Possibly get the dragons ready for a Dragon Knight but no one will tell you anything about why you've never seen one before.
You excelled in your training and your mother had commented on how dragons seem to want to flock around you but your parents would not allow you to bond with a dragon yet, though normally a Tamer would have their own dragon when they turned 10 years old. They never told you why, only that there was something special in store for you. It was a little lonely since there no kids around your age.
You two never got along very well. Not only did you two both have 2 different jobs, some of the older Tamers played a prank o
What Makes You Beautiful ~England Ending~"O-oh. H-hello...(Name)..." stuttered Arthur.What Makes You Beautiful ~England Ending~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"H-hey..." you replied, suddenly losing a bit of your confidence.
You guys stood there for a while, both turning a nice shade of red. Trying to break the awkward silence, you picked up all your courage and asked, "S-so, why did you dedicate that song to me?"
"W-wha? Oh! Um, b-be...because...I-I-I" Arthur said, stuttering more and more by the second, face now a bright red.
While trying to make a coherent sentence, you continued staring at him as you've never seen him stutter so much. He was always so calm and collected in front of you. Despite this, you found this new side of him to be adorable.
Smiling softly, you walked up to him, gave him a peck on the cheek, and said, "Well, I really liked it Arthur. And I just wanted to say that I l-love you..." you trailed off, still a bit unsure of his feelings towards you.
Arthur froze up, and took about a minute or two to recover from the shock, and before you realised it, the both of you were kissi
Alterations Chapter 4Alterations Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alterations Chapter 4
As it turned out, it wasn't very hard for the ponies to find their favorite treats at all. They liked everything (since they had taste buds for two they rarely came across anything they wouldn't like). The Cakes let them eat as much as they wanted, since they felt so bad for the girls. The Spa-treatment was nice as well (AppleDash was opposed to it at first but eventually she came around). PinkieShy couldn't wait to get started, but as soon as it did her face distorted from a happy grin to a look of utter devastation. She had stayed that way throughout the entire visit, and once she even cried when asked how she wanted her massage. It wasn't a bad visit, all three of them were satisfied; it was just different.
Spike had done as Rarity had asked and sent the 'Princess of the night' a message, requesting transport to Canterlot Castle. Luna had immediately replied the letter from her friends:
Dearest Friends -
I would of course be happy to accommodate y
Bleach: A Shinigami Break 1Bleach: A Shinigami Break 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: All Aboard!
Jushiro Ukitake watched as the pink blossom floated down through the air from the tall trees above him. It danced above his head like tiny butterflies caught on the wind and landed peacefully on the surface of the large pond in front of him, causing slow ripples to expand outwards. One of the colourful carps shimmered beneath the water for a moment and then disappeared back into the shadows of the reeds. The cool breeze that brushed his white hair across his face felt pleasant against his pale skin and Jushiro smiled involuntarily as his eyes drifted shut.
Jushiro's eyes shot open and he jumped to his feet, swaying slightly as the blood rushed to his head. He looked around for a sign of an attack but the only person in the vicinity was Kiyone, the small, blonde-haired third seat of his division. She stood, wide-eyed, staring at her captain with an almost shocked expression,
"C- Captain Ukitake! I thought you were " she trailed off and stared at
EnglandXReader (request): Help me HealEnglandXReader (request): Help me Heal3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur sighs, as he takes the whisky bottle and pours himself another pint. No matter how much alcohol he will drink, it still won’t numb out the pain. How many years has it been since the War of Independence? No matter how badly he wishes to forget, the pain just gets worse.
He can remember it easily, as if it happened yesterday...
The year was 1783. The clouds in the sky are giving off a dark greyish hue, and were so thick you can cut a large chunk of it. The rain continues heavily, it seems that it won't stop for a while. Arthur stood before his brother, wearing his red coat. Behind him his army of British troops. Alfred stared back at Arthur, his electric blue eyes filled with anger, confidence and determination.
"Hey Britain. All I want is my freedom!" Alfred yells, ready to attack. “I’m no longer a child, nor your little brother. I’ll become independent from you from now on.” It was one
EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.Friendship and love should be terms away from each other, like, if you actually are best friends with someone then you can't love them romantically and if you are in a relationship with someone you can't love them in a friendly way. Is that so? That's not possible, I believe. Since Arthur and _____ were both at the same time. Sure, Arthur only acted as a friend when they were under the eyes of the French and American guys who hanged out with both of them -though, mostly Arthur-. But still, when they were only the two of them, oh dear~ He showed all his affection, even though we indeed, got a little bit shy at times but that didn't lasted long enough to make it awkward or weird.EnglandxReader - You're my comfort.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But for the last few days, there's been something... Something unsettling _____. Something making her.. Act different. Even though she denied it, she was always looking at the girls that even dared to steal a glance at Arthur with a sad look. She always thought about how pretty the other girls were and how skinn
RussiaXReader~SunflowerRussiaXReader~Sunflower2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed and sat down as you tucked a piece of (h/c) hair behind your ear. Your two coworkers text you that they had decided to skip today in order to go shopping, leaving you all alone to run the nursery. As much as you loved Elizaveta and Felix, they were not the most responsible people. You shouldn't be surprised, they always did that. Played hooky while you covered for them. You shook your head.
Well back to work, you thought.
Nobody was looking to check out so you decided that now would be a good time to water the plants. Armed with a spray bottle and a watering can, you got to work.
You started with Marigolds, next you moved to Forget-Me-Nots. Then you watered the Lilacs, Roses, Daisies, Lavenders, Orchids, Pansy's and Poppy's. The Sunflowers were next.
You smiled. Sunflowers were you're absolute favorite. They were tall and majestic, just like Ivan. You quickly banished that last thought from your mind. Ivan Braginski was a fair haired Russian boy tha
Daddy Dearest Chapter Five: EnglandXReaderDaddy Dearest Chapter Five: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had walked over from your house, ready to visit Arthur and the boys. It was after the pre-trial. You just wanted to see how it went. Arthur and Kita had just told the judge what they were arguing about. Alfred suddenly ran out of the house. Your eyes widened and you rushed to his side immediately. He wrapped his arms around your legs and started sobbing. You knew something was wrong. You picked him up. A woman marched out of the house, dragging Matthew, who was kicking and screaming. Arthur was shouting. Instantly you knew something was wrong.
"Al, go across the street, go to my house and knock on the door. Liz will let you in," you ordered, "Go now!"
You set the boy down before giving him a firm push in the direction of your house. He would be safe there. Your new roommates adored him as much as you did. Alfred cried in terror as he ran across the street, looking both ways as you and Arthur taught him. Now you marched up to the woman dragging Matthew, who was crying, kicking and s
DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 1DragonBreeder!EnglandXTamer!Reader 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Through the dark forests, you and your father walked down the turning paths. Only 6 years old, you clinged to your father's cloak in fear you would get separated from him. He was a tall man, towering over you. He brandished a sword on his hip and you held a dagger in your free arm. The dark forests were a dark and mysterious place but your father told you that your family held a tradition that required the next in line to travel through the forests.
"Daddy?" You said, looking up at your father. He did not look down at you but you continued to talk. "Is this where Mommy went?" You asked. Your mother left days before but never told you where.
"Yes, _____. She's waiting for us." Your father replied, his voice was low and husky.
You both continued to walk in silence, any creature that lurked in the darkness stayed away at the sight of you two. Soon you could see a light visible in front of you. It was a welcoming sight, after so many hours in darkness.
You squint a little as you emerge fro
The Avenging AngelThe Avenging Angel2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gates of heaven open, out walks a woman her hair blackest raven. Her slow stride is steady and resolute, her eyes passionate. Her lips part in deliberate progression, her eyes burn with aggression. Her body is clad in black, any vestige of virginal white to her back. She moves as a liquid dance, moving to an unheard cadence.
Her eyes rest on earth with a cruel yet somber stare, something so wicked from one so fair. Her hips sway, a swift bound without delay. Launching herself to the plane of humanity, her black wings extend beating in a steady beat leading her towards her intended calamity.
She hits the atmosphere taking it in stride, in her grace her strength belied. The sonic boom shatters glass, an eerie sound as the apocalypse comes to pass. With one hand pointed to the stars she draws a mighty blade, damning them for what God forbade.
The Avenging Angel vengeance was perfectly and beautifully made.
England x Reader: The New KidEngland x Reader: The New Kid2 years ago in Romance More Like This
England x Reader : The New Kid
Yawning you stretched in your assigned seat,waiting for the day to start.It was a beautiful day and you were stuck in school,you crossed your ankles staring at the clock.
Lifting your head when you heard the fast,high-heeled footsteps of your teacher,she walked in and went to the board.With fast hand movements she wrote a name on the board 'Arthur Kirkland' was written in cursive,'Oh great a new kid' you thought not really caring.
The bell rang telling you the day had now started,Mrs.(teacher name) got up infront of the class clearing her throat.
"Today class we have a new student to our class"she gestured for him to come in.You stared blankly at the door way,you saw a boy your age with shaggy blonde hair,emerald green eyes,and bushy eyebrows.
He was carrying a few binders and books.A blush dusted your cheeks he was very cute,you avoided eye contact with him not wanting your face to get redder.
"Hello my name is Arthur"he said in a kind manor,he the most
Canada X Reader- Accidentally in LoveCanada X Reader- Accidentally in Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was a sunny day, perfect for going outside on a nice walk. You weren't walking, you were running like hell to the video game store. A new game was going to come out and you were going to be the first one who were going to buy it. In town almost everyone knew you, because of your loud, hyper and friendly personality. Of cours not everyone was your friend, but they were still nice to you and you were nice back.
"Come on! I cannot be late!" you yelled to yourself while running. The video game seller knew you by heart. Every day you were there to look for something. You didn't look where you run and bumped into someone, resulting you on top of whoever was. You opened your [eye color] eyes to meet violet beautiful ones. It was a guy, almost the same age as you by his looks. He had blond hair with a strange curl and the violet eyes that belonged to an angel.
"I'm sorry that I bumped into you. I didn't saw you!" you said in a nervous voice, getting up and offering him a hand of help to
Afternoon Tea 2P!EnglandXReaderYou were running as fast as you could, your high top clad feet slapping the concrete with every step you ran, your cheeks slightly flushed and a smile playing on your lips. You weren't exactly the best runner, which is why your legs cried out for a break and your lungs felt ready to explode, but at the moment you didn't really care; you were too excited to care about anything else at the moment.Afternoon Tea 2P!EnglandXReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had just recieved a call from you best friend and secret crush, Arther Kirkland, inviting you over for afternoon tea. Now you would admit, he did sound a bit strange on the phone. His voice was sweet, almost to the point where it was sickening, and he sounded happy, which was weird, since Arther was never happy. But you'd decided to look past it and accept his invitation; that was your first mistake.
You finally decided to show mercy on your burning legs, slowing your pace to a casual walk, even though you wanted nothing more than to keep running at full speed. You kno
EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...^^' Enjoy please~EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laughter, angry voices, the clinking of glass, and the smell of ale.
Of course you'd loved coming to the bar when you were younger, when you first could drink. The day you turned eighteen. But now you felt old, though your body looked your real age, mid-twenties, you felt like your grandmum.
"Eh! (Name)! Nice ta' see ya' here again!" the bartender said from behind the counter. You smiled and saluted as a reply. Sitting down at the counter, you looked around. Nothing had changed in years. Same old drunks sitting here every weekend.
"I'll just get a medium draft beer like usual.." you ordered dully.
"Yes ma'am." the bartenders young son said.
He set the mug of the precious amber liquid in front of you. You thanked and tipped him.
The bell rang at the entrance door, signalling someone was here.
Arthur Kirkland. Your long time love. He was the reason you'd moved from the country into London. He had been everything. He had been your muse.
But he broke your heart