EndingsEndings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Troops sent overseas come back in body bags,
little children sent to school don't even come back
what is this great nation coming to?
Rise AgainMy solution is not weaker,Rise Again2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In this world I am a stranger,
Maybe I should meet the reaper.
You liar, it won't get better.
Can you help me become stronger?
Please just help me be happier.
Filled with sorrow,
From myself I must defend.
But soon tomorrow
This will all forever end.
I'll be safe and then,
I will rise again.
Some days I feel dead and hopeless
Trapped in my own nightmare, lightless.
How come every dream is endless?
Will I overcome this numbness?
Can you help me find my purpose?
Together I'll find my purpose
Filled with sorrow,
From myself I must defend.
But soon tomorrow
This will all forever end.
I'll be safe and then,
I will rise again.
Filled with kindness,
From myself you will defend.
You are so selfless,
I forgot I had a friend.
You'll keep me safe and then,
I will rise again.
Some days I feel dead and hopeless
Trapped in my own nightmare, lightless,
But not every dream is endless.
Soon I'll overcome this numbness.
With my friends I'll fi
Memory Lane Chapter 4Memory Lane Chapter 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
I got out of the shower and got dressed into something comfortable. I put on my red undergarments on and on top of that with a black and white striped T-shirt. After I putted on my blue shorts, I blow dried my hair until it became soft as silk. I walked out and the first thing that made me worry was the smell of smoke. What in the world! I ran into the kitchen and began to panic. That pink hair idiot is burning something. Of course he wasn't paying attention because he was staring off in space. "Natsu!! What are you doing," I yelled. He snapped back into reality and looked as if he were a confused puppy. He looked down and began to panic. "Lucy, what do we do?!"
"Turn off the stove, god dammit!"
He turned off the stove and tried to pick up the pan, but burned his had a little. What an idiot!
"Don't touch it yet!! Get cold water or something to-," before I could finish, white foam shot straight at me and everything else. I wiped the foam off my face, well more like melting it
Prussia x Reader - The Big PrankYou snickered to yourself as you watched over the Prussian who was asleep on his bed. The day before, you and some friends, including Gilbert, went out. Your friend, (bff's/n), made an idea into a joke, which you carried out. The entire day yesterday, you called Gilbert 'Your Awesomeness'. His head couldn't get bigger as you called him that.Prussia x Reader - The Big Prank1 year ago in Humor More Like This
When he first heard you call him that, he was astounded. You, (f/n) (l/n), had finally recognized the truth of his awesomeness! He would claim you as his minion and show you off to his brother; they held a bet years ago that Prussia would never find someone else to see his title of awesomeness.
Well, Germany was proved wrong, but as more people came randomly into the picture, the more the joke went on. In fact, (bff's/n) had come up with another wonderful joke. You were the one that would initiate the entire thing and she would just play along as best as she could.
You rummaged through Prussia's stuff as he slept soundly. Recounting in your head of
Two Kinds of Demons (A Black Butler Fanfic) Ch.1It was a bright summer's morning, and the 13 year old Earl was sitting at his desk still recovering from a ball held the Lady Elizabeth's estate, which he had attended the night before. How he hated balls; all the dancing and pretending to be cheerful. Unfortunately, as the head of the Phantomhive house, it was a duty he had to fulfill.Two Kinds of Demons (A Black Butler Fanfic) Ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Engulfed in the silence of his office, Ciel closed his uncovered eye as a warm breeze came in through the open widow behind him. It shot open immediately, at the sound of a knock at the door announcing his butler's presence. "Come in," he said dully.
Sebastian Michaelis entered the office with a tea cart containing the morning's tea. "Your tea, Young Master," he said coming over to the desk. His red eyes gleamed from the incoming sun as he poured steaming water from the pot into a delicate little cup.
"Earl Grey again?" Ciel asked unamused.
"I was under the impression that you favored the flavor of
THE BEST THING EVERTHE BEST THING EVER2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's called the ugly barnacle.
Once there was a ugly barnacle.
He was so ugly that everyone died.
THAT DIDN'T HELP AT ALL.
Kindergarten Angst Ch. 1Germany, Japan, and Italy sat around the fire on the beach. While Ludwig sat quietly with Honda talking in quiet whispers, the extremely lazy Feliciano slept peacefully on a bamboo mat that Japan had brought for all three which was sprawled out on the sand.Kindergarten Angst Ch. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Waiting that's all it had come down to these past couple of weeks. The three Axis Powered nations were working steadily on trying to take over the Allied Forces, but sadly nothing had changed. They hadn't eaten much, tempers were flared between Germany and Italy, most of it being Italy's fault, and Japan trying always to make the peace so they wouldn't kill each other, something needed to be done. Poking a stick into the fire, Ludwig looked over at Honda.
"We need to do something. Those swine think that because there are more of them than of us that they will dominate? Nein I will not let this happen, let's just see how we can handle ourselves." He spat in the fire, as it was already starting to die down.
Chocolate and strawberries A Black butler fanficChocolate & StrawberriesChocolate and strawberries A Black butler fanfic2 years ago in Romance More Like This
((Very 18+ Please excuse any mistakes guys, I am uploading via phone which probably means all my formatting has gone to shit too, so please except my apologies This made sense in my head completely so I hope it does to everyone else too ))
Sebastian was not expecting to find the red haired reaper stalking around in his garden as he trimmed one of the hedges, he stood and watched the shinigami creeping to look round the other side of the hedge for a moment before crossing him arms over his chest and clearing his throat:
'Grell, what are you doing?' he said in his usual calm voice that never seems to falter, no matter what he is doing.
'Ah!' he jumped up 'Bassy! What are you doing here?'
'I was about to ask you the same thing, considering this IS my young master's garden..'
'Well I was looking for you, Bassy my love, and yet you found me! How romantic!'
Sebastian found himself rolling his eyes 'And the real reason?'
'I got a temporary demotion for bad
Reborn - Hetalia fanficRebornReborn - Hetalia fanfic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"England, you're back!" America cried, running to his side, arms outstretched at his sides like a plane. He jumped over a low brick wall, bounding up to him with a beaming, all too happy smile.
In spite of himself and the day he'd had, he found himself smiling widely back. He reached out a hand, patting the young child on his head, ruffling his dirty blonde hair. "Well, of course I did. I said I'd be back. Who could stay away from such a cheerful smile anyway?" He picked the child up, and hugged him close.
Something, be it intuition or God, told him that this child would one day cause him immeasurable pain that would last for decades before causing him yet more pain. His heart began to ache with just the thought of their future together.
"Hey England, why are you crying? Did I do something? I'm sorry," America said, pressing a small hand to the Britt's cheek. H
Annabeth's Percy Jackson 17 8 "Okay, so make sure you to put that mirrors on the curved wall perfectly or else the whole vision of it reflected off the window wall wont work. It's supposed to create many reflections of Aphrodite when she walks in the room. And you know how she is with her mirrors." I waved my hand dismissively and smiled at the automaton worker Phil. He was the head of the work group of automatons here today with me to construct Aphrodite's temple in Olympus.Annabeth's Percy Jackson 17 84 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yes Miss Cha- Mrs. Jackson," his voice box whirred before he cantered off to give the orders to the other workers.
I smiled to myself. Even automatons made the mistake too. People seemed to do that all the time now, but I don't care. It's a hard thing to get used to.
Feeling parched, I walked over to the snack bar set up for the workers that weren't machines.
I picked up a cup and decided what to ask to drink.
"Uuum, strawberry s
Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 12Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 122 years ago in Romance More Like This
Who knows how long later, your [e/c] eyes snap open. The first thing you see is the moon through an open skylight. The second, a roaring fire. The third, is Jack.
He doesn't notice you're awake though. His head is in his hands, silvery-white hair poking out between his fingers. Your fingers and head are throbbing along with the beating of your heart, but you don't care.
"Jack!" You exclaim, successfully getting his attention. He raises his head, practically disbelieving at first, then when he sees you sitting up with your eyes open, a smile slowly makes an entrance onto his face. The teenage boy rushes over, sweeping you into his arms as you sob, "Jack, I thought that I would never see you again! I thought that I would become like him!" You bury your face into his chest as his hand graces your lower back that trembles from your crying.
"Shh, shh, it's okay. You see me now, I'm here now… You're too st
ENOUGH!There are times when I feel like tearing these pages apart,ENOUGH!8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or perhaps, throwing this BLOODY song into the fire and watching it BURN!
Maybe I'll start plucking the keys from my keyboard,
Or simply swipe everything off the desk.
Each item shattering into a hundred pieces,
Much like the fragments of my dying inspiration.
The Mercs Get REAL Jobs - The EndAll nine members of Mann Co regrouped in Saxton’s lounge. Pyro set about drawing pictures on the walls at once, so the others mostly ignored him.The Mercs Get REAL Jobs - The End2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“What happened to you?” Scout asked incredulously as he stared at Heavy, who was covered in cat claw marks.
“Cats,” Heavy answered, then made a face and covered his nose. “What is dat bad stink?!” he said, glaring at Sniper.
“Probably day old Jarate,” he answered, plucking at his clothes.
“So how well did each of us do?” Engineer asked, putting his hand into his pocket. “Let’s saddle up.”
They all put their money together and were more than a little disappointed by how small the pile was. Spy put the most in, since he had stolen right from his workplace’s cash registers, and Pyro put in the least of all. In other words, he pulled a ball of lint and a rubber band out of his pocket, set them in the pile, and returned to drawing on Saxton’s walls.
Ao No Exorcist-Shima x reader: BAKA!!Ao No Exorcist-Shima x reader: BAKA!!1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So ___-chan, how about-"
"Come on, just-"
"Just one d-"
You sighed as the pink haired boy kept walking in front of you, blocking you from the classroom door. For a whole week straight, Shima has been trying to get you to go on a date with him. Well, its not like you don't like him. Truth be told, you had a huge crush on him, but there's no way you could admit it. And besides, he's such a player! All he does is flirt with other girls. You even caught him with Izumo the other day! What kind of girl does he even take you for anyway??
"Come on ___-chan, pleeease?", Shima begged, clapping his hands together.
You began to get irritated. Placing your hands on his Chest, you shoved him out of the way and entered the classroom.
Apparently you said that a little too loudly because the whole class was starting at you and Shima as you walked in. Ignoring the stares, you sat down in your seat next to your best frie
Incantations and Deductions Chapter ElevenChapter ElevenIncantations and Deductions Chapter Eleven3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
John makes his way to the Great Hall trying not to feel too downhearted. The beginning of fifth year has so far not been great: seeing Sherlock has churned up feelings that he doesn't want to examine too closely and which hadn't put him in the best of moods. Then his meeting with the head of Gryffindor had just been...well, shitty.
"I understand your desire to be back with your friends John, but you must understand that you attacked a fellow student in the midst of one of your nightmares. Now, whilst your Healers tell me you're improving they cannot guarantee that you won't relapse."
Arguing, John had realised, would have been pointless. The housemistress had been sympathetic but stern. It was an important year for everyone of his age at Hogwarts: they needed no distractions, least of all from one of their friends waking them up every night, screaming at things that weren't really there. John supposes he should just consider this as another case of 'taking one for the te
RomanoxReader: Perfect and Purposefully DesirableSnarky.RomanoxReader: Perfect and Purposefully Desirable2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Somewhat bratty and possibly quite narcissistic
"What the hell are you looking at?"
Oh yeah, he's also pretty perfect, with his sunkissed skin, that cute hairstyle and those gorgeous eyes, which are a unique shade of brown that's almost and very slightly green. From your observations, you have concluded that his eyes remind you of an early Autumn day.
You could probably stare into those eyes all day without getting bored.
His accent, too, was quite mesmerising when it wasn't used to rant quickly on and on. And, erm... His personality. As weird as it may seem to others, every time he managed a smile, your heart fluttered. It was a sadly rare occasion, like a double... No, triple rainbow.
Yeah, his 'true' smile didn't happen very often. But that smirk of his was often cute enough, anyway.
It has become apparent to your undeniable attention that you have developed quite the crush on the Southern Italian boy, and it was beginning to drive you a little bit, just a
EnglandxReader - Great, I'm Stuck With You Ch1Chapter IEnglandxReader - Great, I'm Stuck With You Ch13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your mother always told you to take good care of yourself because you'll never know what your year of graduation would do to you.
And you know what, your mother was right? You should've listened. You always believed that her statement was a complete joke since you kind of proved her wrong in your eighth grade. 'Kind of' because you only got out alive with a broken finger. It pained, of course and it was unbearable, agonizing and excruciating. You swore to always turn around and watch as you close the door instead of mindlessly closing it behind you.
But hey, it was only a finger.
But this... this was different. Far different.
You swore that you thought you were going to die; that some time now, a beautiful blonde angel with beady blue eyes would come down at you and tell you to come with her to heaven or see a really bright white light with a large and deep voice calling out to you, or whatever it is that near-death experiences let you see or hear.
But you wait
London's Burning - A Hetalia FanficFifty three fifty fo-fifty eight.London's Burning - A Hetalia Fanfic3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Numbers flash through Arthur's head, sparking and flaring in time with the spasms which shake his body. For every number there's a new ache perhaps in his ankle, his temple, his shoulder. But they all concentrate in his capital.
It had been one week since Germany had started bombing, just seven days, and Arthur had got minimal sleep throughout. The sunset brought him no joy, just a lingering sense of dread and foreboding.
Would it happen again tonight?
It always did. The whine of the Luftwaffe overhead would come first, swiftly followed by the loud crash as the bombs fell burning, shattering, crushing all they met. Screams would fill the air, yells of terror and frustration, the sobs of children and women cutting through the night like shards of glass. Arthur had tried to help, the first few nights he'd been out with the firefighters, diving into burning buildings, throwing bucket after bucket
1.Soul and Maka, NightmaresSoul and Maka. Kid, Liz and Patty. Black*Star and Tsubaki. They all lay, battered, but successful in the infirmary, at the damaged DWMA. They had to be there, it was an order.1.Soul and Maka, Nightmares4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Only days before had the team defeated the Kishin, Asura.
However, the victory was short lived. The city had been nearly destroyed in the battle. Its residents had to save the rejoice for another time. Now was a period of recovery and rebuild.
The infirmary was the resonance team's temporary home. Maka lay there, tossing her head, mumbling and moaning. Nightmares. She had so many nightmares. First there was an endless black, common with a sound sleep, but through the dark haze cam three, glowing crimson eyes. They laughed manically. Maka could feel the madness wavelength radiating from their owner's powerful aura.
Slowly, cautiously, she padded forward, her feet cold on an onyx, glass floor. The Kishin's chortles grew louder, now, more defined. More menacing. There Asura slouched, corroded bandages wrapped tightl
Public Windborne Event | The Final Battle | Part 1EndgamePublic Windborne Event | The Final Battle | Part 13 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
featuring Tzilan, Étain, Ket and nearly everyone else in Windborne!
Winter, Year 760 of the New Age, Windborne, the edge of Gumtree Hollow
The morning was quiet and the wind was still - strange, for a day in the depths of winter. The sky was clear where there should be a thick carpet of grey cloud and there was no movement in the treetops or the grasses. There should be rain and thunder, the trees should be shaking themselves to pieces, and yet there was nothing. Only the sound of marching hooves.
The Alliance, a group held together by the thinnest of agreements, was marching. There were no fawns with them; this was not a migration, not a return to their former homes. Here strode soldiers and stormbringers, hardened warriors and powerful mages and their eyes glittered like steel.
Now, at last, they were