Hetalia Pledge of AllegianceI pledge allegiance to HetaliaHetalia Pledge of Allegiance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the nation that I live in.
For America's the hero,
England's cooking sucks,
Under Grandpa Rome
With Tony, hilarity, and crack for all.
Based off of the American pledge of allegiance, which I will post here so u can get this:
I pledge allegiance to the flag
And the United States of America.
And to the republic, for which it stands,
With liberty and justice for all.
Yoglabs Before 1: Owls and zombies“Dr Rutherford?!” Dr Testificate MD ran down the white hallway, following the red path to their animal testing area. As he neared the room he was headed for, he noticed the floor shining with nails and wood. “Dr Rutherford?” Hannah quickly turned around, opening her mouth as if to defend the fact she was boarding up the door, but no words came, so she just closed her mouth again.Yoglabs Before 1: Owls and zombies2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“What are you doing to the door?” Dr Testificate asked, pointing towards the door and looking at the hammer in her hand. Hannah nodded her head, trying to think of something to say. Dr Testificate watched Hannah think of something to say, looking her up and down. From the space boots to the Magnum tucked into her belt to the goggles on her head.
“I’m boarding it up.” Hannah settled with, mentally hitting herself.
“That much is clear. But why?” Dr Testificate asked, pulling out a clipboard and scribbling words down onto a piece of paper.
Stereotypes During A World Meeting-WHY!It was time for another world meeting, a RIDICULOUSLY out of control one that had all but destroyed the room it was being held in. After watching his fellow nations fighting for almost four hours non-stop, Romano stood up and slammed his hand down on the table before him.Stereotypes During A World Meeting-WHY!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP! You're all just using idiotic stereotypes to argue with one another!" The Italian yelled, ushering a silence into the room. The silence hung over the room like a thick fog until Austria stood and cleared his throat.
"You know...I always thought stereotypes were kind of ridiculous. So I wrote a song about it," the man said, handing Romano a piece of sheet music. After staring at the page for what seemed like forever, Romano smirked.
"And it goes a little something like this. I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes," the older Italian sang, laughing when he saw Japan blush. When the older country glared at hi
Where'd Prussia GoWhere'd Prussia Go3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey, you. Yeah, you. This is just me messing with lyrics.
You've been warned.
And like Prussia, I don't feel bad if you don't listen to the warning.
For those of you still reading...
"Hey, Spain, is this thing on?"
"I think so. Say something."
"SPAIN IS THE PEDO-BEAR!"
"That's a lie and you know it!!!"
"Well judging by that echo I'd say it's on."
"Thanks a lot, Prussia...just do your stupid song."
"Okay, okay...it's not like anyone really heard that...
Left for a day, day, day, day
Went to bug Austria again-gain-gain-gain
Got beaten up by Hungary-ry-ry-ry
And went home to find my nation miss-ing, yeah, yeah.
Where could it have gone...where could it have gone...?
I throw my arms up in the air sometimes saying
"AYOOO, WHERE'D MY NATION GO?"
I really don't wanna share land with West so
"AYOOO, WHERE'D MY NATION GO?"
Oh you know when it's back, you'll be in my trap
I'll invade ev'ry vital region on the map
I warned you once...don't you try to
Goten Yokai - Naruto fanficA spikey yellow- haired yokai layed peacefully underneath the shade of a tree, without a care in the world. It was a nice breezy day and he decided to take a nap after a long morning of exploring the forest , as usual... He took a deep breath as sleep became upon him. His eyes begain to feel heavy when a loud sound like thunder startled him and he jumped up, looking around hesently for the source of the noise. Who the hell would disturb me from my sleep! His eyes widen as he witnessed the trees starting to fall like domninos, and he heard lots of voices as well. He craved for a closer look.. The yokai saw a large cloud of smoke coming from where the trees were falling and sounds of screaming and cries for help. Oh kami! The village! He ran towards the village and managed to hide behind some big boulders close by. He couldn't beleve what he was seeing! Humans! In their forest! He watched as the men raided the village, a chill went up the little yokai's spine as he watched his clan beingGoten Yokai - Naruto fanfic9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Back In Business VPhase VBack In Business V9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Small Steps Forward
Itachi couldn’t help but feel that paperwork was the bane every shinobi had to deal with. He could handle the dangerous missions and deadly techniques of an enemy but writing a report after every mission never failed to get old. At least the missions were subject to change when they were being carried out. Events such as weather, friends becoming traitors, learning your client wasn’t exactly truthful and many other variables made missions unpredictable and gave you an adrenaline rush where paperwork was something that every shinobi dreaded and not to mention boring to every Hokage who had to read the hundreds that came in every day, even if they were uneventful.
Over the last month and a half the Uchiha had written eighty reports and some of them came from assisting his father on the Police Force.
He sighed, feeling his temples pulse with the oncoming sign of a migraine. For now, a break seemed nowhere in sight. Fortunately his
Black and whiteLife isn’t black and white,Black and white1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some people are just colorblind,
They only see the black and white,
They miss the color,
They miss the truth.
Protective-A GerIta Nekotalia ShortEisen, Germany's pet cat, was hunting the alleyways for something to eat with Caramello, Italy's cat. Germany and Eisen had come to visit the two Italians for the day, and Eisen had split off to find some lunch. If he was lucky, he could find a half-eaten slice of anchovy pizza around this area, Caramello's favorite thing to eat. The steel-gray cat didn't mind getting his paws dirty for the golden katze he adored, even if it meant ruining his bow.Protective-A GerIta Nekotalia Short3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Aha! Eisen had found a full slice of pizza covered in thin fish, perfect! Eisen pulled his prize out from the pile of food. As he turned to leave the alley and deliver his "catch" to sweet Caramello, his tail perked up with pride, the cat came face to face with three huge, angry, hungry Doberman Pincshers. They barked and growled at the small cat, eyeing the pizza and him as lunch.
"Back off, mutts!" Eisen hissed, his fur on end and claws displayed. He did not want to get into a fight, especially when Caramello was
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 68Things finally started to sink in for the three of you now that you were home. It had been easy to push away the reality of the situation and the emotions other than worry when you were unconscious in a hospital bed but everything had to be dealt with eventually.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 681 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Down the road, John gathered the little bag that held your prescriptions as he thought over what had happened. He’d almost lost you… again. The thought of what would have happened had he and Sherlock not been on their way home at that exact moment sent a shot of dread through his veins. You were his support system, his lifeline, the one person in the world he could trust with anything and everything- his best friend. At the same time you were his baby sister and it was his job to protect you and somehow he’d failed.
There was no way he could erase the guilt- if he had gone with you, if you had felt like you could come to him, if he’d noticed you hadn’t called, if, if, if… The list went on
Chapter 1, The Song of the Summer KingChapter 1, The Song of the Summer King3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~ 1 ~
The Red King
Fresh morning air lifted clouds and gulls above the glimmering sea, and drew one young gryfon early from his den. Too early, just before sunrise when forbidden darkness still blanketed the islands.
The sun rose unhurriedly from the sea, and Shard strained against the steep sky, breathing deep, challenging himself to the highest possible dive. The sea spun below him. His mind flickered lightly in the thin air and he shoved down panic. Some would call it too high.
His wings drew in and flapped out sluggishly, feeling separate from his body. He had to bank, to get lower, breathe the deeper air.
Night sparked at the edge of his mind. His dreams flocked up from the night before. Nightmares of the impending initiation hunt.
The hunt! Shard thought wildly. What's the sunmark?
Dreams scattered like crows from Shard's mind.
Forever Never Liked Me AnywayI have so many words I want to sayForever Never Liked Me Anyway2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But the problem is I don't know who I want to say them to
I don't know how to stop this
How to make my stomach ache go away
How do I make myself care enough all the time
How do I fix everything and make you want to stay
Can't you see what this is doing to me
Can't you see that this isn't who I want to be
Should I fall off of this mountain
Should I trip and fly through open air
Plummeting into hell without any cares
How about I go drown in the fountain of life, because it's too late for me
I became a shape shifter inside
I lie with my smiles when you can't tell they're fake
Sometimes I don't even know
I'm so scatter brained and right here, right now, nothing is clear
I can't do this right now, but I'll do it again tomorrow
Don't leave me alone, because that gives me time to think
I just want to walk off, and never look back through windows of the past
I want to look out the one in front, and when I blink everything will be okay at last
I always come
The Great BelowI was looking down at the churning, brown waters of the river below me. I usually avoided ever doing so if I could manage it whenever I had to cross the thing. It drew me and repelled me at the same time, perhaps because I somehow knew how I was going to end. Far below my feet the water seemed to move sluggishly, but I knew full well that this was an illusion; that amount of water moving at any speed was enough to overpower even the strongest of all humans; animals that we are.The Great Below1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I did not really understand why I had to do this; there was no need to do so, not really, and yet I had found that there was no other choice, regardless. Everything seemed to lead up to this and only this point mercilessly, without any remorse or thought as to what I had been put through before, that, perhaps, I with all that work behind me, I would have expected something else to come from all this misery. Nothing did, though. If I took a step forward, I was always confronted by an impenetrable concrete wall th
Hetalia x Reader Stereotype songThere was this one HILARIOUS moment of your life that you never knew about, but got reminded of for nearly a month after it happened.Hetalia x Reader Stereotype song3 years ago in Humor More Like This
You went to a bar. SERIOUSLY.
After, how many was it...... Seven? Eight? drinks, your brilliant self decided to get your ass onstage and sing an epic song.
Sadly, the nations came in at the exact moment you started singing said epic, and racist, song. EVERY nation, I may add.
"You know, I always thought stereotypes were kinda ridiculous.
So I wrote a song about it, and it goes a little something like this." The nations looked at you with 'WHAT THE HELL IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN' faces.
"I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn," Japan visibly paled. Say what?
"And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes.
Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl," India immediately started scowling. That
Could it be...Could it beCould it be...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That the clues I leave
Are really just holes
Just emptying my soul
Could it be
That no one can see
The pictures I draw
Of the things I saw
Could it be that
I write things people forget
And the things I say
Are forgotten within a day
Could it be that
Reading the things I write
And I just don't know it yet
Could it be
You can't understand me
And all my dreams
Aren't possible in this reality
Could it be
That I don't know myself
That I can't actually ever say
What I want to say
Could it be
That you are all deaf
And there is no reason left
To go on with me and continue talking
Could it be
That I just don't know
And I'll never know if I keep going
And that the taps of my feet just stopped
Could it be
That I can't go on
Can't move forward without my soul
And the words I can't seem to get across
Could it be
That I don't really want you to see
So I put up a veil of pretty words
So that you'll leave me be and forget I ever left you something to read?
No amount of waiting...Shallow breaths stuck in your chestNo amount of waiting...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody knows, but you always wondered
How do you fix something, just by doing your best
When your ears bleed from successive thunder
Your restless feet claw at the floor
Travelling here and there, everywhere
Looking for nothing and nevermore
Your eyes broken and stuck in a stare
Do you know the number for the doctor
Can you call him and tell him of my pains
My eyes are hurting and my heart is sore
I think the gun blasted out my brains
What is this torture known as death
I can't seem to take it
I don't want to be the only one left
With shackled feet and bleeding wrists
I can feel my bones snapping within my flesh
The poor, crying marrow weeping out and dripping
I couldn't do anything, and you couldn't care less
My heart breaking and the beat skipping
Its like a song that lost its tone
Or a sad, sorrowful instrument out of tune
They make this horrible brassy groan
Nothing like the wolves howling on the moon
Did I ever tell you my dream
The one I alw
Lovely Deadly SicknessShall I join you when you leaveLovely Deadly Sickness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shall I die along side
Shall I cease to breathe
At the right hour shall I die
I still hear your words echoing through my head
They will forever haunt my mind
Those sickening words you said
That one killing line
Shall I hold your hand
Until it becomes cold
Shall I bury you in this land
Just waiting to grow old
I don’t want to watch you die
I don’t want you to get sick
You promised forever, yet clearly lied
And I can’t deal with this
Shall we spend eternity
Together in hell
Don’t you want to be with me
Until the last tolling bell
This world leaves me lonely
This world breeds my hate
Can’t you see the fine line of destiny
The destructive plans of fate
We were pulled together by some force
Only gravity can rip us apart
We were pushed into the same court
And I owe you my heart
With the words you throw around
The words you choose to say
I feel as if I may drown
And this be our last day
Blood is seeping through the bandage
Don't Give Up- PleaseEvery day, every minute, every second, every where you look, there will be someone there to push you down. Someone looking to make your life a living hell and screw up what could have been the best day of your life. In middle school and high school every thing that happens to you is such a big deal. She called you ugly, he called you stupid, they laughed at you when you tripped down the stairs. No one had the balls enough to be a decent person and help you. Your world seems to be crashing down around you, and all you can do is sit there and watch it come down, brick by bloody brick. You think you have no one to turn to.Don't Give Up- Please3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
But that is not true. For every five people that hurt you, there is surely to be at least one friendly face in the crowd. Some one who has been there and understands the pain of those days. Someone who wants to help you. Some one to put there hand out and catch you when you fall. But you have to be able to trust enough to reach out. You have to put yourself out there
MasksEveryone wears a maskMasks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whether it be of smiling or pain
Hate or Love
Shame or pride
Ego or Anger
Everyone wears a mask
It cracks sometimes
People can see through the chipped paint
See past the fake
See past the facade
We all wear masks
Ones of animals
Ones of other people
Ones that we would like to be
Ones that we hate
We all have a mask
Something we can hide behind
Something we can use to fight
Something that keeps us safe
Keeps us okay in the beginning
Keep our secrets
Hold our treasures in locked vaults
Keep our hearts from breaking
Keep the tears from showing
We all have masks
You can paint them up
It can be anything
Because no one can see past the mask
No one knows what anyone's face really looks like
Humanity is made of Masks
What is yours painted of?
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 54John didn’t expect to find you pressed against Sherlock’s chest when he came down to get something to eat, in fact he rather expected to find you still drawing in the same position he’d left you. It caused some mixed emotions in him. In a way he was relieved that Sherlock had somehow managed to pull you from that so you could get some rest but at the same time it made his skin crawl. His baby sister snuggling with his sociopathic machine of a flatmate seemed so… wrong.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 541 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You roused and rolled off of Sherlock and to the floor with a loud thump, bringing your hands up to rub at your face as you stared at the ceiling for bit before John gently coaxed, “Are you alright (F/n)?”
“No,” came your simple honest reply and John came to look down at you as you stated, “He didn’t deserve to die, John… especially not like that.”
“Everyone dies, (F/n).” Sherlock hummed flatly, having been drawn out of his thoughts whe
VampiresVampires.Vampires9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The sun rises, From beyond the horizon,
Birds start to sing their dawn chorus;
The funeral march of vampires.
That will forever protect us.
They lay buried deep,
Down within their graves,
Trying to ignore that symphony that would accompany their death,
And resist their bloody craves.
They lick their fangs in satisfaction,
Picking flesh from their teeth,
Smiling oh so smugly,
As the humans don't know what lies beneath.
The sun reaches its high point in the sky,
They are cramping up with blood lust,
The wait is almost agonising,
But they know that their fate would still be dust.
Enter the night,
They hear he cry of the baying wolf,
Thousands of clammy hands hurtle through the earth,
As they look for a human to engulf.
RelapseIt's better not to count themRelapse2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's better not to think
If you count, they win
And you lose everything
Reopen old ones
Stop the healing process
Tell yourself you're done
But you know you must confess
You lie and self destruct
You feel everything and nothing
You're slowly going numb
And all you want is the sting
So turn off your brain
Close your tired eyes
Embrace all the pain
And say your last good bye
My Own HellI think of waysMy Own Hell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To waste away
With this time left unpaid
I sit and reflect
On the breath in my chest
And the words left unsaid
I rot and writhe in darkness
My heart helpless and a mess
Filled with this sick unrest
I look up and see nothing
I look inside and see worse than nothing
I watch the lies and hear the sighs
The lonely breaths of emptiness
Into an empty world only I know
The one I created for myself
You may breach the castle walls
But the stone will never crumble
And the fortress will never fall
Who hears the cries of a helpless child
Who hears the cracking of a broken heart
Who hears the death of a dying smile
Watch the words twist in agony
Writhing upon the cold hard ground
Burning to ash like paper set to flame
A dead world unknown to others
Wrapped in words of hurt
And fires that burn forever
The plains of Hell never looked so heavenly
Dreamt up wordsWhat do I have,Dreamt up words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If not my words
What do I have,
If not my heart
What can I offer,
If not my soul
What can I give,
If not my life
What have I ever had,
That was worth that price
What I have,
Is not enough
It does not balance the scales
It does not match like the sun and moon do
It is not worthy of anything compared
It doesn't bring a smile
It is not memorable in the least
It can only bring a sorrowful tear
A single tear to dry and forget
What do I have,
If not my tears
What can I give,
If not my own blood
What can I offer,
That will be enough
If not my song
And vanishing Shadow
Then what I have left
Must be better