Wings Of IceWings Of Ice3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Ice
Lay down my enemies painfully
Release all the hatred heartlessly
Another layer of frost maimed
I've become one with this eternal winter
I've stopped the flow of time in this one frame
My past and future have been torn asunder
I've frozen the pain within my veins
Never again will I ever have to surrender
I am but a reflection
Of every aimless sin
A casualty of corruption
So let my thoughts of vengeance unhinge
I'll reveal the face-
That you forced me to create
I'll indulge in the screams-
Knowing it's not a dream
Tears will instantly become icicles-
Allowing the scum of the Earth to cry is hypocritical
You're the taint that fell from grace-
You don't even deserve these snowy graves
You were all too careless
Always hurting those around you
Now accept the consequences
For the damages you cannot undo
None have survived
The vortex of truth
EnglandxDepressed!Reader- The Thing About goodbyesEnglandxDepressed!Reader- The Thing About goodbyes3 years ago in Romance More Like This
(warning: this story is not happy at the beginning. There is attempted suicide and depression. If you aren't comfortable with it i suggest you don't read.)
The thing about goodbyes is...
Bright sunlight streamed through the window of the small white room. The curtains blew in the small breeze but you could be bothered with none of that. You stared aimlessly at the white walls.
Some of the paint happened to be peeling in the corner and you had the sudden urge to pick at it, to help it fall. But you couldn't do that, no they would probably just keep you here longer for destruction of property.
They wouldn't see such a thing as you helping the paint achieve its goal, they never understood how you thought. All the doctors thought of you was that you were a reclusive girl who had tried to off herself.
They wouldn't listen to your reasons, nor did they actually try to help you get over those reasons. They just let you sit in a room locked in with your thoughts. That's right you
AquaIt all began when my parents bought me Pokemon Diamond Version for my birthday. That was the present I wanted the most. I was overjoyed when I got it, I started playing it right away.Aqua5 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was so fun to explore a new landscape in a new game! After I got my starter, a Turtwig, I started the adventure. I caught many Pokemon, but my main team was Leafy (my Turtwig), Jiro (a Starly), Kiki (a Shinx), Gemmy (an Abra), and Echo (a Zubat). I always kept an extra space in my Party in case I saw a really cool Pokemon.
As I was making my way through route 205, I found a female Buizel. I had really wanted one! Everything was normal with her but one thing: her level. It was much lower than the level Pokemon normally are in that area, being only 4. I ignored it and sent out Leafy. He was a Grotle now, probably too strong, so I switched to Echo. Echo was my weakest Pokemon, at only level 12. The Buizel used Tail Whip. Echo's defense was lowered, as usual. I had Echo use Supersonic. The Buize
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
RomanoxReader The Pickpocket EpilogueThe next two years were probably the worst of your life. Everything seemed...empty. You werent depressed or anything, you acted like you normally would, but in your head, there was always a little nag that told you something was missing. After classes you'd run to your computer to see if he'd sent you an Email. Honestly, that was probably the reason you'd made it through your last two years of college. You knew that he was waiting for you.RomanoxReader The Pickpocket Epilogue3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It had been difficult explaining it your family when they asked why you wanted to go back to Italy so soon. And when you had, there had been hesitance.
"Don't you think you should get a job first?"
"What if he's moved on?"
"You're so young to be making such a big desicion. You should wait a while longer."
You had finally convinced them that going back to Italy was what would make you happiest. You were so excited when you told Romano you'd be coming back, but you
Fading Flickering FaultsFading Flickering Faults3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The flickering lights,
then dim and faint were they
as the water rose.
joined by the falling drops
from storm descending
down with a lifeless energy.
Upward came each splash,
and back down with a dying sound.
At random was the already spontaneous
of every moment in the life
of every last drop.
So blended now, in the ripples
with the ever uneasy waters.
Like the flickering lights,
did their time become dim and faint.
About Honour"Ever worried about what the world thought of you?"About Honour3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Nope. I only worry about what I think of me."
"What do you think about you?"
"That I am a broken-eyed, converse-reject-wearing wise ass."
"Really? And what do you call yourself?"
"I call me proud."
"What do you call yourself?"
"I am the grade school version of the heartbroken girl, who can't play the guitar so she strums a ukulele instead, who can't paint so she draws terrible pictures in graphite that keeps giving way."
"I see you doing it again. Put the fucking pen down right now and stop it."
"What? I was just writin-"
"You're cutting yourself to pieces with shark-toothed words again. Just because a sword is a beautiful, glittering object of honour doesn't mean it always has an honorable purpose."
"Do you really think I am a sword?"
"Nope. I think you're beautiful, glittering object of honour. And the thing with honour is, it makes the world turn to stare in awe."
SwitzerlandXReader [CRACK]SwitzerlandXReader [CRACK]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"[y/n], I must tell you a deep secret about myself..." Your long time boyfriend, Basch, told you, clutching the collar of his black coat for dear life.
"Oh Anything Basch!!" You cried. You loved him with all your life, and you would die without him.
"I, [y/n], am truely a..." he said, throwing off his coat to reveal his true body to you, you gasped in shock and horror, "A DOLPHIN!!" He cried.
"B-Basch...." You murmured.
"I know [y/n], I'm hideous, and you could never love a man like me." He said sadly, hanging his head. You shook your head quickly, fighting off tears.
"No, Basch, I love you and I can look beyond anything...." You said quietly to him. "I just hope you can accept me for what I am...." You say to him. He turned to look at you, his green eyes wide.
"W-what are you, my beloved, [y/n]?" He asked you. You spun in a circle, a rainbow summoning from the sky and wrapping itself around you like a cloak. A bright flash blinded Basch, and as soon as he regained his vision,
Bound Servitude: Nordics Chapter Two(Name) fixed her hair and maids dress before she walked downstairs into the kitchen to begin breakfast. She smiled softly as she began cooking. It was waffles this morning. She was happy to have such kind masters to serve, but part of her longed for freedom. Though she'd never say a thing, nor break the rules by telling them what she was.Bound Servitude: Nordics Chapter Two3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As soon as breakfast was ready she walked out and saw that all of her masters were at the table. She set the large platter of them down and began to serve them. She placed them on their plates and asked what each person wanted on them. And poured the designated syrup onto them.
Before she walked away Norway gripped her arm and she turned to look at him. She nodded understanding the look in his eyes. She would be helping him out for most of the day, most likely playing secretary, maybe more, with someone who rarely spoke it was hard to tell sometimes.
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After breakfast had been served and cleaned up (Name) went u
PewDieCry In Amnesia - Part ThreePewDieCry In Amnesia - Part Three3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Piggeh. . .
I'm so pumped I'm so fricken pumped I thought to myself and I sat on top of the table. I saw PewDie and Stephano's hands linked and couldn't resist the urge to crawl up next to them and enjoy the scene. As I was focused on the two, planning out an orgy between us three, something outside of my vision moved and I looked up. Mr. Chair was just waking up and coming out of what he called "Chair Mode." I grabbed a nearby bottle of Laudanum and tossed it to him, hitting his chest and surprising him. He winced a bit and his eyes widened, looking startled. I grinned, "Mr. Chair!! Look at me bro, look at me!!" I stood on the table and took my shirt off, waving it around in circles while rotating my hips, "I'm pumped!! I'm pumped!! Look at me!! I'm so fricken pumped!!" I exclaimed happily as I tossed my shirt at him. He caught it easily and started to laugh, "Oh Piggeh, when will you learn?" I put on my best seductive face I could manage and got down on my hands and knees
Germany x Depressed!Reader : Worthless - Sad EndGermany x Depressed!Reader : Worthless - Sad End3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT THERE IS SOME MILD VIOLENCE IN HERE. I JUST DIDNT THINK IT WAS ENOUGH TO PUT A WARNING ON IT SO....YEAH. OH! I ALMOST FORGOT! I CHANGED THE TITLE FROM EMO!READER TO DEPRESSED!READER BECAUSE THE STORIES WERE KIND OF MISLEADING AND I DID NOT WANT TO OFFEND ANYONE WHO MIGHT ACTUALLY.....YOU KNOW.....CUT
ANYWAY TO THE STORY!!!!!!
"Come on _____ run faster!" I yelled at _____ as she ran around the field.
I waited for about five minutes and she hadn't gained speed at all. We've been doing the same routine for the past week and she hasn't improved at all. Crossing my arms I watched as she tripped over a rock and fell to the ground face first.
"She's not pushing herself as much as she did when I found her outside by herself" I growled to myself and stormed over to her laying form.
"_____ stand up!" I yelled at her.
Her clothes were drenched in sweat and she was hav
R.I.P WordsDo you know what it feels like?R.I.P Words3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel something, but...
be unable to express what it is;
to be silent;
to fight it alone.
I know how much it hurts,
but I don't know how to show it.
Poetry used to be my refuge,
a place where I could be alone -
express all my emotions,
without being judged.
I'm losing it.
I can't connect to poetry.
Everything sounds so stupid...
Everything I write sounds stupid.
I have to erase all my feelings,
because they don't sound right.
The words aren't real.
They don't show what I feel
And maybe this will be the last.
Maybe I'm gone:
lost of all emotions.
I'm truly alone...
I used to have poetry.
Now I have nothing.
Merman!RomanoxReader- A Dreamlike Summer Ch.8"Damn it, I'm pretty sure it was here." You said, wiping sweat off your forehead.Merman!RomanoxReader- A Dreamlike Summer Ch.83 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You were on the beach, trying to find something and you have been digging for a good half an hour. You stopped digging for a moment and stared up at the sky. The moon was full and stars were scattered all over the navy blue sky, sparkling like diamonds.
'Pretty sky tonight, huh?' You thought.
You slapped yourself lightly, snapping out of your little reverie. "Now back to digging, ________."
You continued digging a few feet deeper until your shovel hit something hard.
You reached down and pulled out a box from the hole you made. It was just a simple wooden box with broken bits of seashells glued on to it, but it contained so many memories.
*lets all go on a trip down memory lane*
"________, what are you doing?" a fourteen year old Lovino asked.
"Making a time capsule." You replied.
"Because when I get older and come back here, I can dig it up and remember the time I spent with you. Pl
It's never too lateYou will have been dead fifteen years tomorrow,It's never too late3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and yet not once have I visited your grave.
I was always busy; there was always time
to see you, to make amends. And yet, I feel
it's all a sham. I could make time, but I fear
the truth. It's easier to believe my lies.
If I went, I'd see your plot, see how you lie
untroubled, beneath the soil. Your tomorrows
ended many yesterdays ago. No fears
to face, no debts to pay. No decisions grave
to weigh your brow. Not like your son. How I feel
the heaviness of this life. There's too much time
and not enough. Lives end every day. It's time
to stop hiding from the pain. My future lies
along a path you've helped me walk. I can feel
your touch in everything I do. Tomorrow
is too late, sometimes. It shall not be graved
into history that I gave into fear.
For too long I feel I've lived a life of fear,
of caution, of safety, and, and yet such times
I had. Oh dad, you'd be turning in your grave
if you saw the choices that I made that lie
To The Beautiful YouTo The Beautiful You:To The Beautiful You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here we are, sitting behind these screens of glass,
Reading lines of text, yet smiling, laughing and crying.
It's strange to think that I could have this much fun -
Considering that I've never met you before, but then again
Perhaps that's the reason why I don't have to pretend.
Some people might tell me, that what we have is just a fantasy,
I doubt I'll have the chance to actually see you in this life-time.
But even so, in the time that we've spent together - Well,
I feel as though I've connected with you, more than anyone else.
I feel as though I know you better, than those just a few feet away.
You might take this little confession as something silly,
Maybe you'll even forget about it as time passes,
But I for one could never forget about someone like you,
And so I'd like to dedicate this piece, to the beautiful you.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th December 2012
Fake GrinShe threw away her heart,Fake Grin5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Put a fake grin on her face,
And just let him rip her apart.
She didn't believe in it anymore...
In a list of horrors she would describe all of the above.
He had broken her,
Scraped down to the bottom of her soul,
He was her torture.
She'd grin to please him,
She'd scream to urge him...
She'd force herself to give in.
She had loved him with no remorse,
But now she threw that away...
She just let the pain take its course.
He wanted to have "fun"
So she let him want more...
Because she couldn't just escape and run.
She had given him her heart...
He returned it all beaten and bruised...
I guess it was a game from the start.
Her tears she wiped away,
It wasn't a time to cry...
It was a time to play.
So she threw away her heart,
Put a fake grin on her face
And waited for the game to start.
Creepy Pasta - Lavender TownCreepy Pasta - Lavender Town4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today I was cleaning my room because for months, you couldn't see the floor. You had to walk all over the junk that lied there. I was happy when I stumbled upon my old game: Pokemon Red. That game had been my favorite childhood past time and I was curious how far I got as a small six year old. I dug up my game boy and popped it in.
For a minute, the screen seemed distorted with waves of black. I found this to be normal since who knows how banged up and old my game boy was. I finally got to the start screen and as usual, it showed the main character. I always loved to watch the pokemon slide by as a new pokemon appeared each time. I waited for the pokemon to switch to a new one and it came up as a black figure that couldn't be analyzed by memory.
A moment after pushing the start button, I clicked on the file that wasn't named after me, but named 'ASH'. I wasn't picky about how the name was made, in all caps or not. It loaded up the game screen and to my surprise, I was actually a good l
Italy VS CleverbotItaly VS Cleverbot3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Italy : Ciao~! I am Italy! Who are you? .
Cleverbot : Cleverbot.
Italy : Ciao, can I call you Clevy, ve~?
Cleverbot : Yes.
Italy : VE~~~ Do you like pasta, Clevy? Io amo la pasta! <3.
Cleverbot : How are you on to me?
Italy : Ve~? I did not understand. Are you a girl? A pretty girl, ve?
Cleverbot : So you must be Lily Heyob.
Italy : Non, non, I am Feliciano Vargas, ve~ I love perrty girls! XD.
Cleverbot : Italy?? Cool!!
Italy : Sì, sì! I am Italy! ^^.
Cleverbot : You live in Italy?
Italy : Sì, but I am Italy also! Some may call me Veneziano because there wouldn't be a confusion between my fratello, Romano, ve~.
Cleverbot : Don't change the subject. Thoughts are not truth.
Italy : Ve~?? O_O.
Cleverbot : Are you sure?
Italy : Ve~!! I am sure. I have a friend called Germany! He's sleeping beside me now but he gets colder every secons, ve~ =_=".
Cleverbot : Well you should. All chickens love the heck out of you.
Italy : Chickens, ve~?? I prefer pasta and pretty girls! V
Mommy and DaddyMommy, Daddy, are you okay?Mommy and Daddy3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You haven't talked at all today.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're really starting to hurt me.
All you do is scream and fight,
and I hear it all throughout the night.
Sometimes I think my eyes will run dry,
yet whenever I do, I just continue to cry.
"She doesn't care about any of this, she'll be fine by tomorrow!"
Daddy, you don't know how much your words fill me with sorrow.
"Can't you just be civilized?! Stop acting like a child, and apologize right now!"
Mommy, please don't make this worse, or I'll run outside and hide in the snow.
Mommy, Daddy, I wish you would just stop everything and be happy again.
I'm hiding under the blankets, writing these words down with a pen.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're tearing my heart into one, two, three.
A piece for each of us, a piece of my heart,
the beating has stopped before it could start.
Two sections I wish I could install into both of you,
yet I'm afraid I have not yet found the proper glue.
"It isn't your
Moustached penguins (RomanoXReader)"Thanks a lot!" You exclaimed, hugging Antonio tightly around the neck. He'd gotten you a really neat moustache necklace, something you'd been eyeing up for months now. "No problem at all chica!" He laughed, his arms around you.Moustached penguins (RomanoXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Next up was Francis' present. You giggled when you opened the small sachet, pulling out a pair of moustache earrings. And yes, they completely matched with Antonio's, they'd definitely thought that out. "Merci~" you cooed at the Frenchman, kissing his cheek.
He gave you a lecherous smile, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Gilbert grinned at you, his present hiding behind his back. "How bad do you want this frau?" He asked mischievously. In reply, you pouted, your head on tilt. "Very, very badly." You told him, inching closer to him.
"Okay then~" He offered you the present, letting you eagerly rip the paper off. "So, how do you like it?" he asked. You beamed up at him, holding up the jumper. The imprint on it said: "Start your day with a smile" and it had a lit