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
EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...^^' Enjoy please~EnglandXReader Goodnight Arthur...3 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
Won't Desert You: Punk!England X ReaderWon't Desert You: Punk!England X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'How did I get here?' you thought. You were at your ex boyfriend, Arthur's, concert. You had broken up with him around three months ago and started becoming, should I say, friends with benefits with his friend Alfred. Alfred treated you slightly different from how Arthur had treated you. Sure Arthur was a punk rocker, but he was also a gentleman and treated you with care like a delicate doll. When on the other hand, Alfred treated you like a best friend rather than a love interest. You were still friends with Arthur, even if it was awkward at times if he was around and Alfred had happened to kiss you on the cheek. Lately though, he was acting differently around you at school. You found it strange and tried to avoid him for a while, but, being his friend meant coming to his concerts to support him.
The Britt walked out on stage with his band. He was wearing a pair of red ripped skinny jeans, a graphic-t with the British flag on it, multiple chains and his favorite blue conver
EnglandxReader 'The Kind Stranger' Part 2*If you haven't, read part 1. It would make a lot more sense if you do. *EnglandxReader 'The Kind Stranger' Part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Bonjour, Arthur! Who is this pretty lady? Onhonhonhon.” A man with long blonde wavy hair said with a giggle. You could tell he was French. He looked you up and down until your eyes met. The man gave you a wink. You started to blush, but you already didn’t like him.
“This is (name) and I’m taking her out for the day. Isn’t she beautiful?” Arthur asked with his sweet, caring voice.
“Are zee two of you dating?” said the man with the blonde locks. He also had a little stubble on his chin.
Before you could say anything England spoke quickly.
“Oh, umm…No, we are not dating.” England said with red cheeks. At that the man strode to your side and rubbed your back. His hand slowly trailed down to your butt. Your face g
Punk!EnglandxSinger!ReaderYour band had gotten their first gig tonight at a downtown bar, and you were nervous. In fact, nervous was an understatement. You were shaking, pacing, and trying to drink water all at once. Your guitarist shot a worried look at you.Punk!EnglandxSinger!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were the lead singer of your band (band name). You were really good, too. But the bar was really full, and you had this thing about singing in front of so many people.
You ran a hand through your (h/l), (h/c) hair and breathed harshly before starting to get yourself into something that resembled a peaceful state. And then it was time.
You walked onto the stage, looking drop-dead gorgeous in dark skinny jeans, a (f/c) shirt, and you favorite black leather jacket. To top it all off were your black spiky high heels, and your black liner.
A few men in the crown whistled at you, but you ignored them. The rest of your band took their places, and the lights dimmed. You heard the churning intro of the song as you took a steadying breath.
2p!EnglandxReader Cheer up 12p!EnglandxReader Cheer up 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were visiting your good friend Arthur. He was sad and feels sick so you have no other choice but have to visit him and take care of him. You always felt bad for this little guy. He would always get make fun of or someone would always come to him and hurt him.
Anyway way you finally arrive to his house.
It looks like a little girl pink dreamy room which you would puke but to be a good friend you must deal with it.
Once you went close to his door, the door was already open. "[y/n]?" it was Alfred. That Vegan scary guy, you were always scared of. "H-hey Al " you wanted to get away from him but you can't. If you did he would be following you.
"What are you doing here?" he ask. "I-um here for Arthur" you said. "Oh you came here to see him. He is okay now, let go before---"
"ALFRED!!!!" Oh crap, this could not be Arthur. You and Alfred are fucked right now.
"Shit, you go calm his tits down." Alfred said pushing you into Arthur's house.
Luckily you didn't fell onto the flo
Tea for Two [2p!EnglandxReaderxEngland] CH5Tea for Two [2p!EnglandxReaderxEngland] CH53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your head was pounding like crazy. The pain was pretty intense, and you pulled your hands to your head hoping that it would magically make it all better. However, your usually soft (h/c) hair felt rough. Bringing yourself back to reality, you rubbed your hand against your hair, resulting in the crumbing of some dried blood. This shocked you at first, as you couldn't really recall what happened after you had reached the man. You think you were hit on the head, probably by Arthur. But what had happened to the stranger? Did Arthur kill him? You surely hoped not. And why weren't you dead already? He probably wanted to torture you to death- it would be more fun for him that way. You looked around the room you were in, not recognizing it at all. It was pure white, and had no windows or furniture- just a single metal door. You hadn't seen a metal door in any part of Arthur's house, so you must have been in an area that he was hiding from you. You were on the floor, leaning against one of the
Daddy Dearest Chapter Four: EnglandXReaderDaddy Dearest Chapter Four: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Sorry," Arthur said nervously, "I I didn't know the time had been changed."
"That is not the Court's fault," Michelle's legal representative sneered, "We had called you this morning. Take your seat."
Arthur dropped his gaze to the table, waiting for him. His footsteps echoed loudly as he walked across the stone floor. When he sat gingerly on the edge of the chair, he felt desperately alone because I wasn't there. He couldn't fight his own battles without his attorney! I had advised leaving the boys with a neighbor, deeming it unnecessary to have the boys at the pre-trial. Feeling rather sick, he looked up at the people seated at the bench above. The jurors were staring down their noses at him, some with very austere expressions, others looks of frank curiosity. The judge was an Italian man with a sneer on his face, as if he smelled something rotten in the room.
"Whatever bastardo," Judge Romano said, "The accused being present finally let-a us begin."
Daddy Dearest Chapter 6: EnglandXReaderDaddy Dearest Chapter 6: EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Peter," you scolded, "Stay where I can see you!"
You walked down the street. Your son was running ahead of you. He was such a bundle of energy. They rounded the corner. You shook your head. He had taken after his father in the most mischievous ways. You missed Arthur terribly. He had gone to take Matthew and Alfred to college. You had to stay behind due to having the Peter with you. You smiled and look down at your hand. A glittering ring shone on your finger. When Arthur proposed it was one of the most awkward, embarrassing but tender moments of your life. The two of you had gone out for dinner. Francis even babysat that night, trying to be a part of Matthew's life without taking over the role of a father figure. Arthur had taken you to the park to propose and he had tripped into the fountain. As you reached down to help him out, he thrust out the ring box. You jumped in, shouting yes that you would the moment the words tumbled out of his lips. Twelve years had passed since then and
GilbertBy askhetahazardengland.deviantart.comGilbert2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who loves Fritz
Everyone knows him
Suck it, losers!
Owns a bird
EnglandXReader: Lessons In LoveLights flashed. Blue. Purple. Green.EnglandXReader: Lessons In Love3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The room wavered as the lights danced on the walls. The music beat against The blonde's ears as he made his way deeper into the sea of people. The people felt like they were closing in, swallowing him in their rhythmic dancing and pulsing auras.
It was a different experience for Arthur, being in the thick of the crowd. When Alfred or Francis even managed to get him into a place like this he usually stuck to the outskirts of the dance floor, he preferred his space out there. Often times he kept to the shadows, standing along the walls. There it was secluded, and quiet (despite the raring music) and he could actually think there. Besides, most of the tables stood alone, away from the crowd, making for an easy escape when he got bored. Tonight, however, was different. He had caught a glimpse of something. He had seen something that he hadn't expected to ever see there, something that had become the
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!EnglandXReader3 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
Reader X 2p!England: I like your frecklesReader X 2p!England: I like your freckles3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Reader X 2p!England: I like your freckles
You were there sitting in high school waiting for first bell to ring,
until a new kid walked in. " ello my name is Oliver Kirkland and
I will be joining you this year " the new kid Oliver said " (Y/N)
could you please show Oliver around since he has all your classes?"
"Sure " you said with a smile as the first bell rang " let's go Oliver
we have Art first class and I would hate to be late" you said as
you grabbed his hand and started to rush with him to your
Art class which was all the way of the other side of your school.
You and Oliver got to class just in time " I love art " you said
very happily as you looked over to Oliver " I like art but I love to
cook more " Oliver said.
~~ skip to lunch ~~
you and Oliver sat together talking and you guys
had lots in command! And during lunch two of your
friends Gilbert and Alfred started a food fight and all
of you had to clean it up.
~~ After cleaning ~~
"what class do we go to n
Good Morning, Armin. Armin x ReaderGood Morning, Armin. Armin x Reader2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Good morning, _____!” You heard light footsteps coming towards you in the distance and instantly shot up, waving back. The boy’s shadow from the morning sunlight got bigger as he neared you.
“Good morning, Armin.” A small smile curved on your lips.
He knelt down near you, resting his right arm on his thigh, letting his hand dangle. He looked up at the blue sky and smiled.
“It’s a beautiful day today.”
You followed his gaze and tilted your head up, closing your eyes and letting the sun beam down on you. A light breeze pushed some strands of your hair into your face, though you chose to ignore it.
The blonde-haired boy never failed to make you feel comforted and safe. There was something about his smile. The way his eyes softened every time he talked to you. The way his chin-length hair framed his face.
“Hey, ______,” The boy took his gaze off the sky and broke the silence between the two of you.
YGO - Ryou Bakura x Reader - Friendly Card GameYGO - Ryou Bakura x Reader - Friendly Card Game4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ryou Bakura had liked (Name) for a long time ... and here he was, in her house practising Duel Monsters together. He was just praying the evil spirit didn't kick in and hurt her. He had left his Millennium Ring at home, with the hope that it should prevent such a tragedy happening
"Your cards are rather ominous aren't they?" She giggled
He laughed uneasily ... she had no idea about the evil spirit ... and he feared that if he told her, she would run ... and he would never see her again ... her smile dropped
"Did I offend you? You seem ... troubled" She said
"N-No, it's not that ..." He mumbled
"Well, what is it then?" She asked
He began to shake a little and a small blush formed on his cheeks
Be still my ... foolish heart He thought, swallowing hard
"Come on, Ryou ... you can tell me! You are my favourite Albino!" She said, smiling
"I'm the only albino at the school" He grumbled, blushing fiercer
"Good point, Ryou ..." She said, smiling "I still want you to tell m
Missed You Madly- England/ReaderArthur let a small sigh expell from between his bitten lips, sinking further into the yeilding confines of the sofa. Between ink-stained fingers he cradled an ancient book, one from a time he couldn't recall (though he doubted he'd actually want to, in retrospect). He let his pale hands ghost over the yellowed pages and faded words, drinking them in with his darkened eyes and savouring the warm evening light flooding through the window. It was fragrant and sultry, the windows thrown wide open and allowing the perfumed aroma of roses to filter through into the cozy sitting-room. The entire expanse seemed to glow gold and shades of amber, radient light spilling across the scratched leather sofa and surfaces like molten gold. The sky was littered with a few wisps of clouds, the rest like a water-colour painting in it's entirety as yellow faded to dusky pink and then to saffron orange. One graceful, languid hand swept away a shaggy fringe, Arthur's eyes flitting shut for a moment in thoughMissed You Madly- England/Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Don't keep me waiting - Armin x ReaderDon't keep me waiting - Armin x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your hands were still shaking as you rose the dry bread to your lips. The atmosphere seemed so much heavier tonight in the mess hall. Sure the Trost District was recaptured but at so many costs. Too many costs actually. You cringed again, even Mina...your roommate was gone. There was no way you could return to your bunker. Alone.
You instantly look up leaving your thoughts. It was Armin. You looked around before returning his gaze - usually this meant Eren and Mikasa weren't too far behind. You gave a weak smile as you felt a burden on your heart lift a bit.
"Oh, hi Armin," you began standing to your feet. "I was actually just about to leave." You looked away clenching your tray. Not now. You were too confused, too hurt.
"W-wait [First]!" Armin firmly grasped your wrist then loosened his grip. "I-I'm sorry about..about Mina."
Your eyes met Armin's, damp [e/c] orbs that were holding back so many tears. Apologizing would not bring Mina back and you knew that more than anything
2P!England X Reader [Chp. 9]2P!England X Reader [Chp. 9]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"WHO TOOK HER?!"
Francis held up the note for Oliver to read. Oliver's expression quickly turned darker and darker with every word he read.
"WE HAVE SOME NEW TARGETS, BOYS." Oliver said, cracking his knuckles. "LET'S GO!"
After some odd hours of being out cold (thanks to the classic chloroform trick), you finally came to, but much to your displeasure, you were still blindfolded and your hands bound behind your back. You didn't move. You instead listened to try and figure out where you were, and what was going on.
Momentarily, the hum of an engine was heard. A slight vibration could be felt below you, and you could tell you were in a vehicle of some sort. Your arms rubbed against the wall of the vehicle, and you could feel a carpeted wall. The floor beneath you was hard, and though you were blindfolded, some light shone through. You sniffed quietly, and the smell of pine could be smelt. Pine wood floors, perhaps? Were you in one of those moving t
Quotable QuotesHumans have the incredible ability to reason logically and come to the wrong conclusion.Quotable Quotes8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Two things in this world are infinite: the universe and human stupidity. But Im not so sure about the first one. Albert Einstein
Lifes not worth living if you dont have something worth dying for.
A ship in a harbor is safe, but thats not what a ship is built for.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed on and digested.
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can't, you're right.
Faith is not belief. Belief is passive. Faith is active.
I have discovered that all human evil comes from this: man's being unable to sit still in a room. (Uh oh, my brother is in trouble )
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.
England x Reader : Father's Day"Daddy! Daddy! Wake up, Wake up!"England x Reader : Father's Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Arthur groaned and you giggled
"Your daughter is awake" You said, hugging him close
"Yes, I had noticed" He said
The two of you stayed lying there in bed with your eyes shut; hoping Alice would give up and go back to bed. Your daughter was cute, but she had annoying little habits. Like waking you up in the middle of the night to go to school, yet throws a fit when it is time to go in the morning. She had [Hair colour] hair, just like yours and her father's dazzling green eyes. You thought she looked like the pictures that he had shown you of his mother, who died when he was very young but he kept insisting that she was looking more like you by the day
"Wake up! Wake up!"
Arthur sighed, indicating he had decided to give up. He sat up and you opened your eyes, watching him rub his eyes and stretch as your daughter jumped up and down on the bed
"Alright, Alice what is it?" He asked
"It's father's day! I have to give you a present!" She repli
Cronus X Reader: Love Me!Cronus X Reader: Love Me!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Cronus, PLEASE. I’m READING.”
“No BUTS. Let. Me. Read.”
Cronus whined and crossed him arms, looking at his front with an annoyed kid’s face.
“I just vwant to spend time vwith you, doll…”
“And who said I wanted to?”
Cronus frowned sadly, (Y/n) not seeing. He got up and walked away, not before turning around and looking at the female.
He was so gentle and kind to her, why was she like that?
She was kind and sweet to everyone, but not to him. Why?
‘Why?’ was the question he always asked himself. Why?
Because he wanted the girl to like him. Love him like he loved her.
He took a deep breath, since tears where threatening to fall from his royal violet eyes.
He began to run towards Aranea’s house. Maybe she knew what to do.
“Cronus, you really are a big idiot.”
Cronus mouth opened a bit and his eye twisted.
Home [Dave x Reader]Home [Dave x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She waited in silence for a few seconds, but eventually hung up the phone. Flopping back down on the bed, her ears rang with the beautiful sound of Dave’s voice along with her own on that answering machine. A wry smile made its way to her face and stayed there. Those were definitely happier days back then.
\\Another summer day has come and gone away, In Paris and Rome, But I want to go home. May be surrounded by a million people I, Still feel all alone. I want to go home. Oh, I miss you, you know\\
[Name] sat back up quickly as her Aunt called her down for supper. “Coming!”
She left her phone on the bed as she made her way down the stairs. Sitting and talking with her Aunt over things at the bakery lifted [Name]’s mood somewhat, but the strong words of David’s song resonated within her heart. For the first time in a long while, she felt a sort of homesickness that she had never experi
Stay [Dave x Reader]Stay [Dave x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hey there! You’ve reached [Name] and Dave’s residence- Seriously residence? Who says that? Shush, Dave! I’m trying to record! Anyway, sorry we couldn’t come to the phone- No we’re not. David! Leave your name and number and we’ll get back to you when we can! No we won’t.
\\I’d sell my soul just to see your face, And I’d break my bones just to heal your pain.\\
”Dave, it’s Dirk. I know how much you like throwing yourself into your work and music, but come on bro. I mean, you still have the same answering machine. It’s been a couple of months now, and we’re all worried. Being like this isn’t gonna make her come back. Call me when you get this. I love you, dude. We all do.
Dave’s hand hovered over his turntables as he listened silently to Dirk’s message. He had already guessed all of them had been worried about him. Hell, he could se