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The Wrath of the Conquerors Chapter 2Eva grimaced as she saw Action Team Five approach in the distance. She sighed and braced herself for the oncoming attack.The Wrath of the Conquerors Chapter 210 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"OMG! Wen! Eva!" a petite, fragile-looking girl squealed as she wrapped Wen and Eva into a bear hug. It's been, like, forevs since I've seen you guys!" She hugged the two even closer, nearly choking them in her death grip.
"May, I'm going to have to throat punch you if you don't let me go," Eva threatened. May let go, looking momentarily stunned. However, that expression did not suit her face, and she soon smiled and skipped inside. Eva began rubbing her temples and pursed her thin lips.
"You could be a little nicer to
Withering Flower In the NightWithering Flower In the Night1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness flowing through her veins
Empowers her while she slumbers.
It has her heart,her mind,her soul
She's starting to go under.
Ticking back the time of life
clocks run on empty.
Suddenly a blinding light
makes the room feel heavy.
A second passes in her mind
Her body's growing older,
her heart is slowly withering,
She's starting to grow colder.
Like arsenic inside her veins
love rears its angry head.
They mourn now for her passing
for now her heart is dead.
Vampire!Austria x reader - My choice (request)I've always been alone. Since the day I became a vampire, creature who cannot have any feelings. We can be strong, beautiful and deathless, but we have to hurt other for their blood. People are afraid of us. That's understandable. Most of us enjoy killing just for fun, no matter who that human is. Well... I prefer my piano, I can play all night long. It calms me down and I feel less alone. I love classical music, but this feeling is nothing with love I feel to that person, the human.Vampire!Austria x reader - My choice (request)11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't know how long it takes. I saw her for the first time in theatre. She was in empty auditorium, playing Chopin's Prelude No 4. She was smiling. I just st
Russia~The ghostly white snow is endlessRussia~1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swallowing everything in its wake
How it leads his people to sorrow
And makes his powerful heart break
A painful past made him crack
Others leaving him all alone
His family now torn to pieces
Which turned his broken heart to stone
Years of misunderstanding
Left him worse off than before
Always feeling so stranded
Could he take this anymore?
Winter keeping him hostage
Even in these current hours
Wanting to live happy
In a land full of sunflowers
Yet he is stuck in that bitter cold
With violet eyes faking glee
Thinking of a better place
Where he could be free
This place in his dreams
Has mu
Why I am a BRONYWhy I am a BRONY10 months ago in Letters More Like This
This is a message to all brony/pony haters.
I'm noticing a lot of brony hate around, which is predictable. Every fandom that gets mega-popular will have the self-proclaimed 'rebels' who decide to hate the fandom AND the fan base based on a just few unsavory fans.
This narrative is a means of explaining a few things that many brony haters may have not realized, or overlooked. It is NOT a device to 'convert' those who don't like My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It is NOT to put down pony haters, or people who dislike bronies. Not every person can like every fandom. We are all entitled to our own likes and dislikes, it's what makes us huma
Mesmerized2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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A Perished Love.A Perished Love.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If love was exchangable,
I would do so with your love
in a second without
h e s i t a t i o n .
Who would want such a
false sense of admiration,
with each
lying
word
you breathe into my ears.
But now I wonder,
can you love, do you have it
inside of you to do so?
Or maybe your heart
has shriveled and perished
into oblivion,
Never to be touched by
any soul again.
Perhaps it is isolation
you seek since you are
So high up
in your kingdom.
Then it shall be
s o l i t u d e
that befriends you
in this god forsaken world.
For I have given up
on this love
that perhaps never was
or ever happened.
These Things..2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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