SasuNaru Little Fox -Naruto-SasuNaru Little Fox -Naruto-6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I slowly opened my bright blue eyes; whats this warmth, that smell, where am I? I jumped to my feet. I was scared but, at the same time happy. I sniffed the air. I followed it into the other room. I looked around spotting a tall man in a school uniform. I noticed the spiky hair. At that moment I realized it was Sasuke; the person that I see every morning. Why am I here? Is this his house? Did he see me and take me here? I felt my face flush. I stepped back accidently hit the table. A glass vase fell and crashed, a piece of glass stabbed my arm, water splashed all over me, flowers landed everywhere. I couldnt move I was just so stunned. I saw Sasuke head turn like a dart running over to me. My heart was racing. I just know that now hes going to throw me out. He picks me up and sets me on my side. He pulls out the glass in my leg. He runs out of the room all most sliding. H
EstellaI had a girl once,Estella2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
before she died.
she was pale and thin
with thin white lips
and raven hair
and anger hidden
in her amber stare.
She came to me
when I was alone
with heartache riddled,
mind of stone
she played to me
her desperate songs
and kept me alive
all winter long.
And through it all,
though she tore at me,
there was nowhere else
I hoped to be...
She was an orphan
of wide-open spaces
child of bookshelves
my empty places
I granted her solace
here in my heart
although life had begun
to wrench it apart
She played to my torment,
the parts of my body
beginning to languish
and I kept her there safe
in my haze of regret
the sole consolation
I could hope to get
And she kept me alive,
but she kept me asleep,
down under the rafters
my sorrow so deep.
And still over time,
I began to rebel
I began to see real life
not as living hell
but she sulked in my corners
stared storm clouds at me
"We're worthless," she said,
"And it's all we will be.
FearFear of the future, fear of the pastFear3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
fear of uncertainty, fear everlast
fear for the morrow, fear for the day
fear of whats leaving, fear that will stay
fear of the shadows, fear of the shade
fear of your faults, the choices youve made
you fear what's before you, but also behind
you fear to lie sleeping, for fear of your mind
you fear the darkness, but from light you hide
you fear that it will light the terrors inside
you fear the journey, the destination, the start
you fear strongest yet the fear felt for your heart
you fear publication, and yet solitude
you fear ridicule, and instincts so crude
you fear to be different but fear cloning them
you fear the flowers for the thorns on their stems
you fear your appearance but also your soul
you fear something stolen that cannot be stole
you fear temptation and fear giving in
you fear your own blood as it flows from within
you fear every movement, each sound in the night
you fear doing nothing but fear to much to fight
nothing you do can pro
Sidewalk RhapsodyYou say she's so strangeSidewalk Rhapsody2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
and you thought maybe she would change
but she never did
she's still the way she is
But next time you see her
take a closer look
it's not every day you see
one whose heart's an open book
And maybe if you get past "strange", you'd realize
if you could see the world in someone's eyes
you wouldn't need Google Earth, baby
and perhaps you wouldn't say she's crazy
Cause what you don't know
is that I can tell, that I can see;
You're like branches on trees,
can get no release,
all in twos and threes,
down in the streets.
And maybe if I had the money,
I'd buy myself a nice new pair of shoes
and then I guess I'd keep on walking
'till I could lose these fallout blues
What's more, if only I could buy a plane ticket
maybe I'd find my way to you
though it sounds ridiculous
I'd like to see these dreams come true
'Cause when you're lying on your deathbed
you won't be begging for money, or even for your life
All you'll want are third and fourth chances
to make everything right
Deadly AttractionDeadly Attraction3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
T'was on a sunny day,
In the middle of July,
When a dark and stormy twister
Came from out the sky!
And it blew, blew, blew
With a great and mighty roar,
And it ripped, ripped, ripped
The hinge right off the door!
It's riding, riding, upon a southern wind!
Wherever, wherever, this force of nature whims!
And it's gone, gone, gone
And I am left to moan,
For that gale, gale, gale
Has took away my home!
I had me a sweetheart,
A girl I love so true,
Who was caught upon the prairie
When the southern breezes blew
So that a whisk, whisk, whisk
Has left me sad and sore
For when I gazed, gazed, gazed
My love was there no more!
She's riding, riding, upon a southern wind!
Wherever, wherever, this force of nature whims!
Now she's gone, gone, gone
And I'm left sad and sore,
For my love, love, love
Has left me here forlorn!
So maybe you'll find me
Upon a lonely road
Chasing those twisters
Where the southern breezes blow
For when they come, come, come
I know I'm sure to find
My dearest love, love, love
greed mealgreed meal3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
he was white and old, very old probably because there was no flesh on his bones and you can see them bursting out of his chest and thighs even his face his head was down he couldn't even manage to keep his eyes open he was starved i don't know how he's still standing they brought him in a car " his owners i mean " to the farm were we used to ride horses because we didn't have our own farm. they said if this farm doesn't buy him he will be killed and fed to the lions in some zoo so the owner of the farm was his last hope
you are probably saying " oh he must have bought him and saved his life " well the answer is no he didn't
he kept arguing about the prise with the owners and we are talking about a very small deference
i mean couldn't he have it in his heart to pay the deference in exchange of the horse's life and couldn't the owners find it in their hearts to lower the prise a little bit after all, they admitted that the zoo will buy him " as a meal " with a much lower prise but the ow
Gashakey - [Event 1] Tempete CoeurAkull tenait, dans sa main, la petite pierre ovale bleutée. Elle était d'un bleu clair, comme un lagon, comme la rivière des Piques. C'est là qu'elle était. Chez les Piques. Et cette pierre était uneGashakey - [Event 1] Tempete Coeur2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
pierre de téléportation. Elle avait reçu, un peu plus tôt dans la semaine, une lettre et cette jolie pierre. Une lettre signée de l'Ombre, bien sûr. Qui d'autre ? Elle annonçais de tristes nouvelles, de sombres nouvelles d'ailleurs, sombres comme la tempête qui se préparait à ravager la toundra. Sa toundra. L'entrevue avec le chef des Piques ne s'était pas mal passé, mais la famine régnait déjà à son arrivée. « Il ne fait bon être nulle part ces derniers temps » se dit-elle. Elle avait dû prendre une décision, une lourde décision qui aurait des conséquence. Lesquelles ? Seul l'avenir
DP109-The Last ChapterDP 109-The Last Chapter-Freedom callDP109-The Last Chapter4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Un silence, une pression insoutenable. Étrangement dans ce genre de situations ce que pensent les personnes autour de nous devient instantanément lisible sur leur visage. Ici cette pensée était unanime.
On s’est fait avoir.
Bien sûr, lors de leur séjour ici, ils l’avaient envisagé, tous y avaient pensé, au moins une fois. Si ça se trouve on ne sortira jamais d’ici. Ne serait-ce qu’un instant, imaginer sa vie planquer ici, à ramasser des pourboires pour un rêve finalement inaccessible. Est-ce qu’ils s’étaient amusés à calculer seulement ? Le nombre de jours qu’ils auraient dû passer à travailler au café pour espérer rembourser rien qu’un dixième de leur dette ? Non c’était trop effrayant, voilà pourquoi l’hypothèse était rapidement chassée des pensées, ou
Loving AgainYugi looked at his long time boyfriend and shook his head. Once again Atemu was flirting, though he knew it wasn't serious it still hurt. So he headed back to their house and packed some of his stuff up. Then the teen headed to the kitchen and wrote a note before he headed outside with his bags. He got into his black '67 Chevy Impala, the matching one with Atemu. The smaller headed out of the driveway and didn't look back.Loving Again3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When Atemu pulled up in the driveway, he noticed Yugi's car wasn't there. He went into the house that both him and Yugi shared before trying to figure out where his little one went. As he walked into the living room, crimson eyes seemed to hone in on something that was sitting on the small table sitting next to the couch.
Tan hands picked it up and crimson eyes went back and forth, reading. Atemu then looked shocked before reading it a second time, making sure he didn't mistake anything.
My dear Kkwy,
It has come to my attention that being with you may not be the
Brother!Hong Kong x Child!Reader - English Lullaby"Kaoru! Put (f/n) to sleep, aru!"Brother!Hong Kong x Child!Reader - English Lullaby2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Noooooooooo! Don't leave me alone," you beg.
"It's late." China says.
Hong Kong, your older brother, stepped into the room. He walks over to you and wordlessly offers his hand.
"Kaoru, don't make me go," you whine, terrified.
China sighed. "You need to get over your fear of the dark, aru. You're four years old."
"I was afraid of the dark," Kaoru says.
China blinked. "That's different."
Hong Kong shakes his head, causing his long, choppy locks to fly around. You hesitantly place your hand in his, and he turns toward the door. You both walk up the two flights of stairs to your room. You pull out a pair of pajamas from the bottom of your dresser and run to the bathroom to get changed.
When you ran back to your room, Kaoru was sat on the edge of your bed, seemingly in deep thought.
"Kaoru?" you ask.
His head snaps up. "Yes?"
"You're still here."
He stares at you.
"Why are you still here?"
"You said that you were afraid of the dark."
That made you p
I'm FineI'm fine.I'm Fine4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Clearly you see that I'm not.
But really I'm fine.
Always have been.
But no I'm not.
I'm not fine.
Saying your fine means nothing.
It is a lie.
But I say it anyways.
It's all I can say.
To keep them away.
Because telling them won't help.
Because they don't understand.
Explainations won't do.
So I say those two words.
Just to keep them satisfied.
While my mind scream "I'M NOT FINE".
My lips are in a straight line.
I show no signs of being "not fine".
But that's just a mask.
So really, I'm not fine.
But I'll keep saying it.
I'll keep saying it till you're satisfied.
Because it's my problem.
It's never your problem.
So you shouldn't have to worry.
But I want you to worry really.
But telling you that is selfish.
I can't be selfish.
Selfish is bad.
So if you ask,
Yes I am fine.
But no I am not fine.
I am far from it.
But I'll tell you that lie again.
So you don't make that face.
Even thought I'm not fi
The Fallen Hero: AmericaxReaderThe Fallen Hero: AmericaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up startled from the sound of gunshots outside your window for the third time tonight.
Gosh how long are they going to keep at this? you thought to yourself as the sound of gunshots were slowly getting louder and louder each fire more intense than the last.
As you went outside to check out the blasts that seemingly spoke out in nothing but anger, you stumble upon a picture of you and your best friend, Alfred Jones, before he went out to fight against the other countries for causing World War III.
Now this war wasn't a pretty one, this time the countries was dead serious on killing one another each desperate to be the supreme country and it all started over England’s betrayal over………..your thoughts trailed over the last words that America might ever possibly say to you.
“Alfred, I know it
The Shadow Thief ProloguePrologueThe Shadow Thief Prologue7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sarah continued to stare at the table she rested her arms on. The silence surrounding the kitchen she and her husband occupied was getting to her. She felt her tails fur grow rough; a sign indicating she was frightened.
Why am I so afraid? She thought, attempting to smooth the golden hair to its soft original state. Theres nothing to be worried about; hell be fine.
She sighed, resting her back on the chair as she stared up at the plain ceiling. It was obvious that she was worried; wasnt it her that had been so stressedso scaredfor weeks after Niles had announced that her son would be made?
I was like this during Adelas making. She chewed on her lip before feeling a strong hand cover hers.
Her eyes met Dominics, her husband of five years. She could get lost in the dark eyes that reflected the love they both felt. She returned his gaze with a small smile. Dominic was a large, well-built ma
Sunrise MorningSunrise Morning4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
This sunrise morning
whilst walking in the orchard
I thought of you.
Turning a sweet smelling corner
I found you lingering there
slightly out of focus
slightly out of reach
sides of you open, unfurling
while others remain locked tight
pieces of you shrouded in shadows
while others boldly face the light
always beautiful, you are,
one that I call my friend.
While I know it is hard to see
yourself through these eyes, try.
I thought of you.
Love On Duty: Refugee CampChapter 3: Refugee CampLove On Duty: Refugee Camp4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sakumo returned his blade to his back as he surveyed the area. It was the third convoy his squad had run into on the way to the refugee camp, pushing them back by at least a half a day.
'Just a little bit further. I can already smell them,' he thought, taking a slow deep breath in, tasting the air with his heightened senses.
"I'm starving, lets hurry it on up to this damn camp," groaned Hashimoto Teijo as he walked up behind Sakumo. He'd been cranky all day after they had tossed their pillows at him the other night for trying to wank off.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a bath either." Said Isao Hitoshi; wiping the blood splatter on his cheek, smearing it. His specialty was close combat, which resulted in more blood spray on his person then the others.
Silently, Shibata Sora made his way over to his best friend and team leader, who still had his head, tipped back subtlety sniffing the air. "The camp is close by," Sakumo told them all, each member noddin
To the Sprinkle DimensionTo the Sprinkle Dimension2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Icecream tail leaned forward into a stretch, and parted her jaws into a yawn. She pulled in her back legs, and let out a shudder. Her long white fur shook and she took a seat. She quickly licked the side of her flank, near her heart marking, and moved to her tail. She licked down to the tip of her tail, noting the sweet taste.
She looked up, and silently admired the scenery. She loved her environment, and although she saw it everyday it never got old. Despite it's vacancy, the carnival had a very upbeat feel to it. The crowds were minimal, but it didn't lack in color. All around her were splashes of bright colors, stripes and swirls. Bright, cotton candy pink and pure white, and every other color. Every color of the spectrum was here, bold and proud. She glanced up at the sky, her lips parting slightly. She stared into the darkening sky, and looked back at the buildings. The lights would be turning on soon, she loved that.
Quiet and agile, she made her way towards the ferris
it's fun to PretendLet's wade the shallows of the sea,it's fun to Pretend5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watching the fish zip passed our feet,
Gazing out at the horizon a meeting of azure,
Wondering to ourselves, "Is there any bluer?"
Is it really true that there is nothing more?
Tell me there is something, anything... beyond the door?
Because feeling something means a lot,
When you have a story without a plot,
But what does it matter in the end?
We live a dream - it's fun to pretend.
Canada X Reader-Lean OnCanada X Reader-Lean On3 years ago in Romance More Like This
[Canada X Reader-Lean On]
Authors Note: I do not own Hetalia or Matthew (though I'm trying to lure him in with maple syrup) they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya and you belong to Ivan Braginsky, da?
You patiently waited for your best friend to open the door to his house in the freezing cold snow; you had snow on your shoulders that you could not remove because apparently your limbs have frozen. You remembered why you were here and replayed what had happened in your head.
You had just broken up with your boyfriend because he was abusing you, yes, you were a victim of possessive/abusive boyfriends and he had in one of your fights cracked your wrist and broke your left arm. Your left arm was still in a cast along with your wrist.
You had him arrested for doing all this to you just yesterday.
You wore a pa
GerIta Drabble"Ve~ Doitsu where are you?" Feliciano shouted, he was wondering around Ludwig's house, although Ludwig was nowhere to be found.GerIta Drabble4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come out; come out where ever you are." He tried again. No answer. He sighed and looked down.
"Oh Doitsu please stop hiding from me." He sat down on Ludwig's dark brown leather couch. All of a sudden he hears footsteps. Feliciano jumped up only to see the white haired red eyed Gilbert walking down from upstairs.
"Hey Feli how's it going." He greeted.
"Where's Doitsu?" He asked.
"Ah West said something about going to the store, he should be home soon."
Feliciano smiled and started jumping.
"YAY DOITSU IS OKAY!"
"Uh yeah, so you're not here to see the awesome me?"
"it's okay Feli I know you're lying."
Feliciano looked down at the overly clean dark wood floors, he wasn't lying. Gilbert returned upstairs and Feliciano sat back on the couch and looked around at the spotless house, and suddenly the front door opened, revealing the blonde
I Am. I'm shy.I Am.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That doesn't mean I'm scared of you,
I actually would love to talk.
There's just no topics I turn to,
Or disagree with, or mock.
Anyone can tell me their feelings,
I'll help you with your day.
But that doesn't mean I have no concealing(s),
Or want to be treated a different way.
Everyone has talent of their own,
Which can fulfill the greatest of dreams.
But they try to chase something unknown,
Instead of following their individual theme.
If only everyone could feel my joy,
And calm the tears from their eyes.
I don't mean to show off or annoy,
Of course I want to silence your cries.
My biggest fear is being hated,
No matter how the reason originated.
I just want to be treated kindly,
Instead of being judged blindly.
Spain. Without Romano 1 What was Spain doing? He was sitting beside Italy, talking it up with him. Both of them had big smiles on their faces and were enjoying themselves. Romano, however, was not. His shoulders were hunched and his chin was resting in his hand as he watched the two joyful nations. Spain had come here to see him, not Veneziano. They had been dating for two years now and currently, he wasn't getting a speck of attentionSpain. Without Romano 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wasn't this bad at first. Before, Spain would pay a lot more attention to his Italian lover. But as time went on, Spain got more lenient and started paying less attention to him, and more to Veneziano. Romano didn't like this one bit. Spain was his. Why should he have to share him? Romano was getting more and more fed up with it. He wasn't sure how much more he could take. He felt that he could explode any second if things went any further between the Spaniard and his brother.
Birthday Kiss: GeritaBirthday Kiss: Gerita3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Italy!" The German's voice rang throughout the house. It was March seventeenth, Itay's birthday. It was Romano's birthday too, but Germany could care less. Today it was only about Italy.
"Germany!" Italy yelled back. It was his birthday! He couldn't believe it! He happily skipped over to his German friend.
"Yes? What is it?" He giggled. He smiled at the tall blonde. He was so stunning sometimes. How he slicked his hair back every morning, and how it shone in the sun was simply beautiful. Italy was snapped out of his thought bubble when the German one spoke.
"Vhell, I vas vondering if you mind zat I cook dinner tonight." He looked to the side, uncomfortably.
"Veh~? YOU want to make dinner for ME? Of course you can! What are you going to make me?" Italy's face lit up. Germany shifted.
"Vhell, I vas going to keep it a secret." He said softly. Italy blinked.
"Oh, I get it! A surprise! Okay then, Imma go see what Japan is doing!~" He scurried off.
"Ah, vait! Italy!" Germany called out, but
Chibi!ItalyxReaderxChibi!RomanoChibi!ItalyxReaderxChibi!Romano2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘So cute…” you thought as you were handed a tiny sleeping toddler. Another almost mirror image of him walked to your side.
“This is Feliciano and Lovino Vargas, Lovi~.”
The little boy mumbled, “Don’t call me Lovi.”
The social worker, not listening, continued saying, “This is Miss ___________. She is going to take care of you from now on.”
Lovino looked you up and down still frowning. “Hmph.”
“Ok, I have to go now. Call me if you have any questions Miss __________.”
You nodded and closed the door still holding Feliciano. Then you looked down at Feliciano, ‘He is so cute…’ You blushed.
“I’m hungry, feed me,” Lovino demanding. You snapped out of it and nodded placing Feliciano on your couch and trying to find Lovino something to eat in the fridge.
“Let’s see, how about a sandwich?”
Lovino stuck out his tongue, “Yuck.”
“Hmm, I have so