The dance那么,接下来。。。只要等到舞会结束就可以了吧?The dance6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So then hed only have to wait until the dance is over.
He was having a headache staying with the aristocrats for too long. As expected, he didn't belong here.
在角落里的方椅坐下,月龙不自禁地揉了揉太阳穴。这位公主大人, 就像传闻一祥, 有着如天使一般的容貌。而正因为如此
EmptyMy life seems emptyEmpty2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and I don't know why
My life seems dull
and I wonder why
My mind feels numb
and I can't know why
My mind feels empty
and I now know why
My emotions are gone
and I can't even cry
My emotions are waiting
for when loved ones die
How to Fix The WorldHow to Fix The World2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
an execution, while play
The howling strings
Of the cellos
Of the veins
Of the time
To the discord
Are the who and what,
the how and the why
Ever lost to that
of the cords
of the strings
of the howling
"Fix this", they cry,
the masses whose
words fester and boil,
carried words, spoken indirect
of the leaders
of the struggles
of the home
of the brave
The final breath
of humanities dying words
"in ashes, from ashes"
She speaks, so melancholy
of the future
of the present
of the past
"World!" She pleads
with a cry, so finishing
"Heed and listen!"
To them she speaks
Of the necessary
of the desired
of the curses
of their blessings...
A QuestionI never wanted to lose your light,A Question3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Maybe it shone too bright?
Only drowning back into dark,
Blankly acting out my part.
Mind is haunted by decisions,
Eyes are filled with sweet visions.
This pain never goes away
Though time goes,day by day.
I don't want to doubt;
If I rip my heart out
And willingly devour it
Will this agony ease at least a bit?
Cheshire Cat-Pandora HeartsCheshire Cat-Pandora Hearts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes the color of crimson
Clothes black like nightingales
Chalky white skin
With disinterested gaze
Hair dark blood and disarray
Claws covered with malice
The kitty smells evil bringers
To hurt its lost master
The calm but volatile cat
Protects its masters harsh memories
From the master herself
But you job is done
Go to sleep
And perish within your maze
Made by the Abyss
The Hidden Tale: Never forgetThe Hidden Tale: Never forget1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The cave was blazing.
Cave walls, the ground, and everything in there were all burning ferociously.
The sounds of collapsing stones where mixed with the sound of boiling water.
Lighting up the night sky, that intense blaze shouted out far from the cave's mouth.
The cave was almost filled with smoke and it was as good as completely dark. In this smothering darkness, were only the flickering of the fire provided some light.
The girl was depending on this faint light to see anything.
After a while, her expression slowly became less tense.
The smoke around her was not thick anymore, and she could clearly see where it was going now.
As long as she passed the same way, she would be able to see the exit and be saved from the complete darkness.
She was wounded, but still able to walk; she suddenly stopped.
She could see by the light of the blazing fire that a figure walked slowly towards her.
It was a woman, wearing old and burnt clothing.
"So you are
Caught Clueless Chapter ThirteenCaught Clueless Chapter Thirteen2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My mother stood before me, with her wavy, light brown hair and slight wrinkles around her eyes from years of laughing and smiling. Now, however, she wasn't smiling; she raised her hands in defeat and puckered her lips in a forlorn expression.
I shook my head. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't know. I'm sorry, honey," she said. "We'll just call them and let them know of the mistake. I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Castanet Island." I pinched my eyes shut. "Castanet. Not Sunshine Islands. Were you even listening to me? Did you even read my letters?"
Chase stepped forward from the safety of the wall and narrowed his eyes at us. "Wait, you mean the dog isn't even here?"
"It was an honest mistake. No big deal, really. We'll fix it," Mom interjected quickly.
"No big deal," Chase repeated. He scoffed lightly and began to say something more, but Gill cut him off with a sharp glare. Chase rubbed a hand across his bruised forehead and leaned back against the wall. Luk
The Past Catches Up Ch 7It was Friday morning and Anthony was busy getting ready to go to Ian's house to film Lunchtime. Kalel was in the dining room setting up her camera to film another one of her vlogs while Anthony was gathering everything he needed to spend the rest of the day at Ian's house editing and helping with some website issues. He adjusted his gray Volcom hat and grabbed his backpack making his way to the living room to find his keys when suddenly Kalel was standing in front of him.The Past Catches Up Ch 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Oh, you're leaving already?" She asked innocently as she fiddled with her camera in hand. Anthony sighed and looked away feeling guilty. "Yeah, I gotta shoot today," he mumbled. The look of hurt on her face was painful enough without having to leave her alone in the house the rest of the day. "I'll be back before you know it, babe," he said giving her a quick peck on the lips and walking towards the door.
"W-wait, um," she called out. Anthony turned around and saw her looking worried. "You're shooting Lunchtime
Phan - The Woods (Part 1)Title: Phan - The Woods (Part 1)Phan - The Woods (Part 1)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Genre: I don't knoww >.
The One To Remember: Chapter 10Anthony opened his eyes sleepily. Bright sunlight was streaming into the living room. He smiled a little as he realized that he'd fallen asleep on the couch with Ian again. They'd shifted their position overnight, somehow; Anthony was sprawled across the entire length of the couch, with Ian lying half on top of him, their legs tangled together. Anthony wasn't sure how they'd ended up like that; he couldn't remember moving at all during the night. It felt nice, though.The One To Remember: Chapter 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He tousled Ian's hair gently. Ian opened his eyes.
"Hmm?" he said softly.
"Good morning," Anthony said, smiling. Ian smiled back sleepily.
"Hey," he replied. He didn't move from his position half on top of Anthony.
"How'd you sleep?" Anthony asked.
"Good," Ian said. He laughed quietly. "You're comfy."
Anthony wrapped an arm around Ian's waist, hugging him slightly. He hoped that Ian couldn't feel how fast his heart was beating. Whatever they were doing right now was definitely pushing the boundaries of friendship; there w
The One To Remember: Chapter 1Ian fiddled nervously with the strings of his bass as he sat on the concrete wall outside of the garage. He hadn't been to an audition in months, and he was so nervous that he felt like passing out.The One To Remember: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Don't you dare, he told himself. You need this band. You can't afford to fuck up another opportunity. It was true; paying the rent without a job wasn't getting any easier. It had only been a little over a month since he left the other band - his band and he was already halfway through his savings.
The little door in the side of the garage opened, and a guy walked out, carrying a bass. It was nicer than Ian's. The guy smiled at him. "Good luck!" he said.
God, that guy seemed so confident. They're probably going to choose him. Maybe I shouldn't even try out. Ian shook his head. No, I will. I'm already here, there's no point in backing out now. I can do this.
The door opened again. Another guy stepped out, and all the breath suddenly seemed to disappea
Jetlag - Arandaissocoolike"CHARLIE MCDONELL GET UP! WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY!!!!!!" shouted Michael from the kitchen, a sense of urgency so great in his tone that Charlie immediately stumbled out of bed in his boxers and rushed to the kitchen.Jetlag - Arandaissocoolike4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What, what's wrong? Have you cut yourself? Oh my god Michael please say your okay!" Charlie panicked, rushing into the room to find a very distressed Michael standing beside his toaster, wearing a thin bathrobe and a distraught facial expression.
"Your toasters broken!" announced Michael, like a doctor delivering grave news.
"Huh? Michael whatcha mean?"
"I mean your toaster has taken the toast and produced some sort of...circular thing!"
Charlie smiled fondly at the youtuber, carefully taking the offending food out of Michael's palm.
"I don't get it. Don't you like crumpets?" Charlie queried, blinking at the small circle of dough.
"Charlie, Alex said he would put some breakfast in the toaster this morning and then I go to get it, and I find the bread has been morphed i
smosh fanfic :D'Anthony'smosh fanfic :D4 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Yeah?' Anthony asked.
'Hmm, Anthony' Ian murmerd.
'Yeah there ooh' He mumbled.
Anthony turned bright red when he noticed Ian was sleeping.
'No it can't, he wouldn't' Anthony thought.
'It can't be that he feels the same' He thought.
'Ian, wake up buddy' Anthony said, he had to know. Ian stirred and woke up. He remebered his dream and smiled.
'Hmm hey Anthony' He said and blushed.
'Erm, Ian, can I ask you something?' Anthony aksed and started to blush as well.
'Yeah sure' Ian said.
'Erm, I'm not sure how to ask this' He said, he started to blush even more.
Ian noticed and frowned, what was up with Anthony?
Anthony was thinking of a way to ask Ian, he couldn't find one. Then he got an idea. Why not just go for it.
He launched himself at Ian and started kissing him. Ian was shocked at first, but then relaxed and pulled Anthony closer. They seperated in need for air and looked at eachother with eyes wide. The man they had longed for for so long had the same feelings. Was it a dre
Let's Have DinnerIt was a dark day. The sky was filled with grey clouds, blocking out the sun. It was raining a lot, more than is usually rains. There weren't many people stupid enough to go out in this weather, only the odd person briskly walking down the street fighting the wind and pouring rain with their umbrella. Doctor Watson sat by the window, pressing his palm against the cool glass, watching the rain run down the window.Let's Have Dinner3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It'd been over a month since the great Sherlock Holmes had gone missing and John Watson, his loyal 'acquaintance', had been hoping every day that he would return. Every day he would sit by the window, watching, waiting for anything, even just a sign that there was a chance Sherlock would return home. He sighed and turned his attention back to his laptop. His blog was open on the screen. He hadn't written a new entry in over a month. It used to be so easy, writting about his and Sherlock's cases, so easy to just recall the events of the day, type them out and introduce people t
Waiting Up: Part 1It was nearly three in the morning, and Anthony couldn't sleep. He felt stupid admitting it, but it was strange, knowing that Ian wasn't sleeping in the next room over. He rolled over onto his side, staring absently at the wall. He wondered what Ian was doing. He probably didn't want to know. Ian was out with God, he couldn't even remember her name. That girl Ian was dating, anyway. They'd only been seeing each other for a little over a month, and already Ian was spending nearly every other night at her house. Anthony wondered what would happen if one day Ian never came home. What if he decided to move in with her? What would happen to Smosh? What would happen to their friendship?Waiting Up: Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He rolled back onto his stomach, frustrated with himself. He was twenty-three years old, for fuck's sake; he should be able to go to sleep without his best friend there. And yet he felt incredibly lonely knowing he was alone in the house. They'd been sharing the house for years; An
CHERIMON - Dying to pleaseAlex opened the drawer full of take away menus, and fumbled through the sea of crumpled papers. His fingers finally settled on an Italian menu, and he called his bestfriend, who was sitting in his room, reading the comments on his latest videos. He was tired and fed up. He seemed to be giving something some very deep thought. Charlie got up and joined Alex in the kitchen.CHERIMON - Dying to please4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What do you want?" Alex asked, not really looking at the taller boy.
"oh. Ummm...salad please."
"Salad? Really? Okay...dressing?"
"No dressing...no cheese or anything either please."
Alex was confused, and looked up to take in Charlie's appearance. His eyes were worried, and had dark stains underneath them. He knew the 20 yr old had been working too hard. His skinny arms were clenched around his stomach.
"You ok, Charlesburg?"
"Mhmmmm, yeah.Uhh Alex, its not like it matters much to me or anything, but the comments for my latest video..people are saying....i need to get fitter, or lose some weight or something...i don
The Greatest Truth- SherlockContinuation of The Biggest LieThe Greatest Truth- Sherlock4 years ago in Drama More Like This
They say the truth
shall set you free.
Will the truth
bring you back to me?
The minutes, hours and days began to bleed into each other. Nothing could distract Sherlock from the absence of his John. Experiments could not hold his attention, every image on the telly reminded him of days spent lounging on the sofa with John, every man on the street below reminded him how no one could ever replace his wonderful doctor, every note he played on his violin sounded like John, John, John.
By the fourth day he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled his sorry self off the sofa, grabbed his coat and scarf and made his way to the first place he could think where John might have gone.
He arrived on Sarah's doorstep less than an hour later but found himself hesitating before pressing the bell. Finally working up the nerve he rang the bell. A few moments later a very annoyed Sarah stood in the doorway, glaring at him.
"What do you want Holmes?" she asked.
Phan - Everything's Gonna Be FineThe tears stung Phil's face, it was just his luck that the one thing he thought would work right now was being thrown back in his face. Dan was sat on the sofa with his head in his hands, his dark hair covering all emotion from Phil's blurry gaze.Phan - Everything's Gonna Be Fine3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was standing in front of Dan waiting for the answer he wanted so badly. He didn't know what to do. How could this be happening again?
"Well ?" was the only word he was able to get out before he choked up again.
Dan flinched, he felt fucking horrible for Phil crying like this and wished he could right the wrong that had been done, but he couldn't. Not this time anyway. The only thing he could do was give good advice so he sat there wracking his brain. It came up blank. He sighed and lifted his head to meet Phil's tear streaked face. Even though he knew now was definitely not the best time to feel like this Dan still got butterflies that gave him goosebumps, he wanted to get up and hug him and wipe his eyes so he knew everything would b
Duck- Short (Phan)Duck- Short (Phan)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
D is for Duck
1897, Manchester England.
Daniel Howell and Phil Lester were closer than brothers. Closer than most were comfortable with. They roomed together, walked together and sometimes were even caught hugging.
Such behavior was irresponsible and inappropriate. Neither had sweetheart's, and never spoke of fancying anyone.
Whilst together in public they received angry glances and cold shoulders.
Did they care?
I think not.
It seemed to be they were always lost in themselves while together. They would parade gayly down the cobbled roads of Manchester, gazing into each others' eyes as if they were endless pools with no bottom.
They would never respond negatively in anyway towards the hate, for it seemingly rolled off their backs the second they turned the corner. Perhaps it was just the people's ignorance towards what it really meant, to be queer. It was uncommon, rare even for anyone to admit to their orientation in this age of time.
I once saw them kissing in th
Bully - Phan - Part 15Phil's POVBully - Phan - Part 153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As I regained my consciousness I slowly but surely began opening my eyes. I was back in one of the rooms in the hotel. I frantically searched through my mind, searching for the reason I was here. The last thing I remember... Dan. He ran, I cut, PJ arrived then blackness. I moved my arm slightly, my freshly made cuts stung agonisingly.
'Why did you do it?' I head a harsh voice, Peej's voice.
'PJ?' I croaked, my throat dry and scratchy.
'Why would you take Dan away from me?' He repeated louder, the sharp tone in his voice making me wince.
'I don't understand.' I confessed.
'I love him. I fucking love him with all I've got and you took him the fuck away from me. Why would you do that, Lester?' He snarled, stepping closer. What the hell is he on about?
I felt a blade press against my neck and I inhaled sharply.
'Peej, what the fuck are you doing? Please, stop.' I panicked, I couldn't do anything.
'Give me one reason. One good reason why I shouldn't kill y
Swallowing Razorblades - PhanTitle: Swallowing Razorblades - PhanSwallowing Razorblades - Phan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author's Note: At the end
Everyday, every single day has been the same. Since the accident, since my heart broke. It may as well have been me it's almost as though it was me who had died. I don't feel anymore, I don't believe I can feel. I just purely exist. I'm a shadow, a shadow of deep loss and regret. A shadow of broken words and empty promises. A ghost.
Is it wrong, to have visions of your dead boyfriend? To hear his voice in your mind, to somehow find him there - corporal and full if life? Because that's what it's like for me. I talk to Phil every day - I swear he talks back. My lost lover. He still cares for me, still loves and cherishes me. I can tell.
A year it's been, a year today. The day my beating heart was torn clean from my chest. We'd been walking, just walking, hand in hand. The entire world was perfectly quiet yet disastrously loud. We were
Bully - Phan - Part 14.5Dan's POVBully - Phan - Part 14.53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I leapt off Phil, not caring for his feelings. I felt like a monster doing it, I felt bad. I knew he'd cut, it's that kind of situation. But I didn't care. It broke my heart. But I needed to concentrate on my family right now. I thought about my terrified mum, my little brother, my... my sister. I blinked back the angry tears that pricked the back of my eyes. I have to get home. Now.
I punched the door to our room open, hearing the crack as my knuckles connected with the wood, feeling the surging pain that shot through my arm. I yanked the bag from under the bed, pulling out the money. Phil could look after himself.
Then I ran. I ran and ran and ran and ran and ran. My legs felt like jelly, my throat was on fire, my head pounding but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. My feet continued, one after the other, thumping the pavement; shins hurting from the force.
I reflected about my actions towards Phil and I felt a familiar knot tie in the pit of my stomach. Guil