I will Stand TallI will stand tall no matter who knocks me down.I will Stand Tall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will be stronger than before with nothing to hold me down.
Even though you have pushed and kicked me down, I will find the strength to stand back up.
You may be the closest to me but you don’t know what I am capable of.
You try to find ways to make me weak and helpless but I will not listen.
You are always there in the back of my mind, taunting me with your hurtful words.
I wish you would leave but I know that is not possible.
You are a part of me, the darkness that lies in my heart.
I need you here to give me a reason to stand back up when you make me fall.
Give me your best shot, I’ll take the pain and endure it.
You may hurt me emotionally but there is always something to live for in this world.
I will stand back up even if you push me down.
You can’t keep me down forever.
I’ll fight back and stand up tall again.
Una segunda oportunidad (Cap 1)Una segunda oportunidad (Cap 1)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Titulo: Una Segunda Oportunidad
Pareja principal: SasukexHinata.
Resumen: En la vida siempre hay segundas oportunidades, en nosotros está tomarlas o no, hay situaciones que se pueden tornar tan difíciles que nos orillan a comprometernos con la persona más inesperada ¿cierto Hinata-chan?
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De la gloria al infierno en dos pasos
Estaba segura de que la diosa suerte por fin le sonreiría, a su alrededor no hacía más que encontrar signos afortunados que le auguraban éxito en la empresa que estaba por llevar a cabo, incluso el clima parecía estar de su lado, un soleado y agradable día a principios del verano en el que estaba segura, nada podía salir mal, a cada paso que daba encontraba ó creía encontrar, señales positivas que la alentaban a no detener su marcha, revistiéndola del sufic
A Simple Guide: Getting More Hits on Written WorkA Simple Guide to Submitting Written Works Effectively and ProfessionallyA Simple Guide: Getting More Hits on Written Work2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This guide is designed to help writers beautify their written work. Its sole purpose is to make these works more reader friendly in order to receive more hits. It is made up of suggestions that can be taken or left at each writer's own discretion.
ALWAYS EDIT BEFORE SUBMITTING. Evaluate sentence structure, grammar, punctuation, and spelling to avoid errors. Seems like a no-brainer, right? Oddly enough, this is one of the most overlooked aspects of writing for a lot of us. For many of us, editing is the most dreaded
BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 4"Last class of the day, last class of the day... I can do this. I can do this," I whispered to myself. It was clear that this was just one of those days. And it was also clear that the rest of the week was going to be a sick week. Hey, if I did put up with this every day for the rest of this week, I really would get sick! So much stress... I hate it!BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
I went over in my head over who the possible annoyances would be in this class. Oh right. The redhead. I can avoid that. Easily. I can totally do this! Wait... what's this class again? Oh right. It's history. I'll just go to sleep.
I walked into the room, and immediately the scene upset me. Allistor was sitting right next to my desk. Oh no...
I raised my head high, and I walked to my desk. He turned to face me, but I faced forward, trying to ignore him. I could almost feel a smirk being scorched into my face. I peeked at him for a second. Of course he was still grinning.
"Can I help you?" I said sourly.
Vampire DreamsI never thought of vampiresVampire Dreams7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
until i loved one
His eyes were violets
His hair of black silk
His pale,pale skin
so icy cold, but refreshing
My rose petal lips to his
And his arms around me
Only space between us
is his thirst for my blood
A drip here and there
I want to join him
I want to live with him forever
Vampires, oh mighty vampires
grant me this one selfish wish?
My family hates him
my friends encourage me
We ride off into the sunset
my favorite dream of all time
He has left
But he promises to return
With strength enough
to let me become one of them
The sky is bleak
But i can see the moon rising with his faithful return.
Fiolee On the Edge of InnocenceFiolee On the Edge of Innocence3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on Cake!" I yelled, shrugging on my green backpack. "We're gonna be late for our jam session with Marshall!" She was running especially slow today. Probably because she didn't really want to go. I pushed the thought away and snagged a piece of toast that had popped out of the toaster. I took a bite out of it, wincing as it burned my throat after I swallowed it. It was still steaming as it reached my stomach. I knew it was early but I kinda wanted to spend the whole day with Marshall. I probably sound like a total girl now...
"I'm coming baby cakes," Cake said as she slid down the ladder to the top floor of the tree house. "I'm bringing my dulcimer." I rolled my eyes as she slid it onto her back.
"Does it really take that much time to get it?" I said, annoyed.
"Did he say to come this early?" she said, changing the subject. "He may not even be awake yet " I shrugged.
"I'm sure he won't mind. Besides he said we could come over any time"
The Kiss of a VampireThe Kiss of a vampire, soft and sweetThe Kiss of a Vampire10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The perfect moment of when lips meet
Slowly sliding down my neck
Punctured wounds left openly direct
I feel the life leave from within
I love thy love, but now I must sin
You held my hand and kept me cold
Without you, I'd have no soul
My throat opened and blood pours
You gave me wings and I chose to soar
A new life of immortal ways
I left the past and here I stay
Eternal life of death and darkness
In our world of lust struck madness
A life of no rules to follow
I have no heart, no more sorrow
I love you now and always will
You stole my heart and left to kill...
The Kiss of a vampire, soft and sweet
The perfect moment of when lips meet
i'm not your symphony but i'm orchestrated anywaysit's not easy to explain --i'm not your symphony but i'm orchestrated anyways2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i'm a rushed symphony of heartbeats, quick breaths and hiccups. i'm not made of skin and bones, but a complicated sentence structure and thoughts that i spew out before i even finish them.
i'm messy in all the wrong ways.
and i'm not right in any of the ways that matter. but still you're always here, picking me up when i fall, kissing me goodnight, making a life with me one day at a time. and you haven't gone yet but i'm always moving so how long can you stay. how long can i expect it. how long is too long when you're living and loving and breathing and hell, if i can't stay still i'll mess this up for sure. i just need a minute, to think, to stop, to be. so i can be yours forever.
all i know is that i'm a constant frenzy -- a kaleidoscope of words and ideas and minutes and clumsy steps and i don't know what i'm doing, but i'm always shifting and moving and growing and going and going
and going and
until i'm standing still again.
no one can stop
Punk!ArthurXPunk!Reader: The Scariest Things 2Punk!ArthurXPunk!Reader: The Scariest Things 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Something, or should you say someone, woke you up by yelling in French.
"Franics…. What. Do. You. Want?" you said angrily, being awoken quite harshly.
"Ma Cherie, you have school now! Get ready!"
"Oh yeah, I guess we do," you said whipping a brush out of your hair. Roughly, you pulled the brush through, getting all the tangles out.
Arthur suddenly appeared, rushing down the stairs, still tying his scarf around his neck. Both of you slid your shoes and jackets on, ready for school.
"Ready, love?" Arthur greeted you.
"Sure am," you said with a rare smile.
~!@#$%^&*()_+_()*&^%$#@!TIME SKIP FROM THE HERO~!#$%^&*()_+()*&^%$#@!~
Today was quite an odd day. You got the dirtiest of looks and people would whisper when you passed by. It was obvious; everyone had seen you get out of the car with Arthur. But really? They all had to gossip about it? Apparently so.
It was in third period science where someone finally talked to you. It was no other than the mean girl, Jessica.
"How was Arthur last ni
BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 5My cheeks were still full of muffin as I stared at Allistor. I glanced away and back, noticing that he wouldn't stop gazing back. Chewing my muffing slowly, I swallowed.BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey," I said as nonchalant as I could.
"Ahhhhhh..." the Scotsman droned, still in shock.
I looked around me as if trying to find something then yelled out, "HEY ARTHUR? YOUR BROTHER IS HERE! I THINK HE'S BROKEN!"
A startled, "WHAT?!" came from upstairs and a lot of things seemed to have fallen with all the thumping suddenly happening up there. I flinched as the thuds continued and stared up at the ceiling. My eyes followed the series of noises that eventually led to the stairs. A second later, Arthur bolted down the stairs, sporting some black bermuda shorts and a white shirt. I could have sworn he skidded when he saw his brother at the door (who was, in fact, still staring at me... like a dumbass, I might add).
"Er, Allistor? What the hell are you doing here?" Arthur said slowly, wondering if his brother would compre
Rhyden InformationRhyden Information3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nickname(s): Rhy, Denny
Righty or lefty: Lefty
Weight: 173 lbs
Eye Color: Deep red
Hair Color: Currently Black w/ red streaks (Originally Light Brown)
- Two birthmarks under his Left eye and a few on his lower back.
- Spider bites
- Rhyden has a slim but a bit muscular body. His hair reaching to
his neck, and bangs covering his right eye(nothing hidden, just
kept it as a hairstyle). He eyes droop a bit. his posture is very laid
back, his fingertips usually covered in bandaids, trying to play
guitar. The most he wears is sweatshirts with designs of
bands/logos/etc, followed by skinny jeans and leather boots.
Died at 32(when Rhy was 16), unable to fight the Influenza. She
was the one closest to Rhyden, due to the fact she brought him to
school from time to time and his father was working alot. She
raised him nicely to make sure he wouldnt worry about anything
BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 3I busted into the old music room, slammed the door, and rested against the door panting. Clutching my bag tightly, I collapsed to the floor.BTT x SingerReader x Scotland 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey (Name). What the hell happened to you? You look like someone tried to mug you," someone said from the other side of the room.
Looking up, I saw Arthur. I sighed in relief. "If only you knew," I gasped out.
He smirked at me while flipping through a stack of music sheets. "Sounds interesting. It's not that frog trying to rape you is it? They usually leave you alone though."
I chuckled sheepishly and rubbed the back of my head guiltily. "Usually they wouldn't know I exist, but... Well... I kinda made a bet with them..."
Arthur turned to me and blinked with a blank expression apparent on his face. "... As Envy," I finished.
"Ah." He turned toward the old grand piano in the room and shuffled around some more papers on the top of it. I loved this kid. He was my best friend during school and so I HAD to tell him about the whole Env
Hitman Reborn Guidelines1. 'Pineapple' is a taboo word around Mukuro.Hitman Reborn Guidelines5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
2. He's heard any pineapple joke you can think of.
3. That's not an excuse to spend all day trying to find one he hasn't heard.
4. Mukuro is terrifying when mad.
5. Reborn is not Vongola's boss.
6. Informing Tsuna that Reborn would make a much, much, much, much better boss than him is considered cruel.
7. No matter how true.
8. Telling Kyoko that Tsuna is gay just to see Tsuna freak out was only funny the first six times.
9. It was even funnier that Kyoko just said she was happy for him.
10. That girl really is a few bullets short of a Dying Will flame.
11. Telling Lambo that he's a cannibal for eating hamburgers is considered cruel and unusual punishment.
12. Torturing Lambo is not a national pastime.
13. No matter how many people think it is.
14. The Ten Year Bazooka is not a toy.
15. The Bovino family really needs to take that thing away.
16. Giving a five year old an ite
eleven reminders to love yourselfi. When I talked to myself ineleven reminders to love yourself1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
kindergarten, my teacher caught me
nestled between crayons, and towers of neatly
stacked voodoo drawings, darting to find
the perfect color, saying, "Mommies f-f-feed
their babies through the b-b-belly button;
that's why I have one. But they cry,
I c-c-cried, because I came out of my mommy's
mouth." My mother was called to school
that day; the teacher explained that
I was s-s-stammering a lie and it needed
needed fixing, so my mother
halted my stammer in its tracks
and didn't hold back when she said,
"With a head that big, you never would've
left my body, darling."
ii. The gold of the sun is
painful to me; I'd rather let the Margalla-exhausted monsoon
winds, subtend over its study of yellow
and blue to give me grey, (which once made
me cry because the color wheel said
green was right) and I'd rather
let my scarf darken under the reign of
a lightning-mustachioed sky,
bellowing a thunderous roar
My melanin levels couldn't
dampen me on s
Heart Full of Black - Part 7Pairing: Regulus/RemusHeart Full of Black - Part 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Slash, Romance, Drama
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Disclaimer: Characters and world belong to J. K. Rowling
Chapter 12 - The Price of Friendship
Remus was slowly ascending from the thick haze of sleep. He could sense someone lying next to him; close, but not quite touching. He edged himself closer and inhaled the scent of the other person. Regulus. Of course. Who else would he be lying in bed with? He cuddled up to his lover and nuzzled his face into his neck. It seemed like Regulus was trying to pull away, so Remus whined in protest and dug his fingers into the soft hair to keep his head close. Then he started lavishing his neck with wet kisses.
"Moony... what are you doing?" came a muffled voice from far away.
Strange. Regulus had never called him 'Moony' before. Where were they, anyway? Remus was still half asleep and couldn't really bother opening his eyes to find out. He felt utterly exhausted and his entire bo
Dear JakeDear Jake,Dear Jake3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
24 Days Since Power Outage.
It's been a while hasn't it? Maybe not for you, but for me. It's really quite amazing when you think about it, how much we rely on technology. How much of our lives are dictated by the ease and security that electricity provides us. It's actually moronically ironic. The thing that keeps us close is the thing that rips us apart. I pray my last letter reached you. I can't really be sure; it's so hard to calibrate the transporter without my computers aid. There's only enough power to run that one machine, anything else would be pushing my small generator a bit too far. Repairs should commence soon. I hope you're alright, Jake.
30 Days Since Power Outage.
I've dove down to the seafloor with help from Sawtooth. As I expected the power lines are fine. We've been cut off Jake. Taken off the grid by the Empress. It could have been an accident, but a mix of paranoia and common sense makes me believe otherwise. I haven'
GHOST BOY - Chapter 1.0Chapter 1.0GHOST BOY - Chapter 1.05 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
School was a strange place. There were many odd rooms and secrets in Nightmare Private Academy, some of them were unexplainable.
"Why was it again that we're doing this?" Fionn Ghost, a student from the 2. R class, said.
His hair was wavy and white, a hint of sadness in his child-looking eyes. His frame was slender, but proportionate. But our eyes wouldn't see it behind his ghostly carp, which seemed to be torn up on the ends.
Not very popular, preferred to be with silence. He was quiet himself, seen to be quite dull in the other kids' eyesight. And his skin was smooth, but pale like a phantom. His face looked younger than his actual age, but currently it was gloomy.
"Ah. That, my friend, is our task. Our 'mission'." the other boy grandly told with a genuine grin, his dark hair covering his right eye. He was well-known in the academy for peculiarly reasons, and his mouth often curled upwards in a large grin.
But friendly wasn't the smile, nor purely.
ReaderXPoland Drabble/One-ShotReaderXPoland Drabble/One-Shot3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You put a finger to your lips in silent contemplation. You had decided to finally spare the time and money to do a little self-indulged clothes shopping. The only problem with the seemingly simple scenario was that you've never actually done it before. Rather, your clothes over the years have been hand-me-downs from your family. You found it rather embarrassing, standing in a store not knowing what your exactly looking for. But you were determined to do it, and so here you were in front of a rack of shirts that caught your eye.
Scanning the rack left you blind to a certain cross-dressing country that happened to stroll in, wearing a lovely little skirt to boot. Poland was no stranger to you, however. He had surprised you when you first saw him by acting very shy and anxious. After all you'd heard about him from Italy, you assumed he'd be more extroverted when meeting people. That was, until
MercenaryMercenary6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The light glistened off her chest.
It reflected from the cold blue steel of her breastplate with the same glare that drifted from beneath her soft red bangs. The facade that she had to maintain was a pleasure, and a burden. She enjoyed it; the dance she played was fun. The curse was that she had to. Woman didn't exist in her line of work; not any with her level of skill, at least.
Jaquet removed her gauntlet with a silken grace that she added to most of her movements when she was in public.
Once again, she had to knock down someone's ego. It was sad that so many people needed to step up and test themselves with her. Why did everyone need to try to best her? Was her reputation and status so important to them that they needed to personally try and knock it down?
She knew why. She was a tool. People used her. In her profession and in most other aspects of her life. The other regulars of the pub coaxed the man into it. They knew what would happen to the newcomer; it had happened
Petals and Ash IIPetals and Ash II3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hours have passed and the sun continues to sink lower and lower before it will reach the western horizon. Anxiously waiting, I continue to watch Persephone as the light in her smile and the fluid bounce in her step seems to have vanished. Her harvesting rituals seem as if it is her first time encountering a newborn seed, as if she's never done this before. Countless times she even appeared to be distracted, as if something in the distance has caught her eye and she can't seem to bring herself back to earth. During one of these spells, she happened to cut her finger on a rose bush she had been tending to, something she has never done before.
Persephone has always been very careful and even graceful with her work. As any artist does, she takes her time to make sure that it is simply perfection. She would harvest all day and not have a speck of soil on her or her light yet modest outfit. But today, her flawless rosy hued pink skin was turning into a scarred and bloody me
Bounty hunters of space(GermanyXReader)Ludwig sighed, motioning at the computer that another one of you had been taken care of. Sitting back in the mechanised swivel chair, he stared at the screen, waiting for your next location to appear.Bounty hunters of space(GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The job he currently had was that of a mercenary, a hired killer. Well seeing as it was only one person really he had been tracking and killing there wasn’t really a word for what he was. The company he’d been hired by was a cloning company.
In recent years companies like that had been on the rise, seeing as people found it useful to be able to clone themselves several times and let them do the brunt of the work whilst they lazed about at home. But there was something special about your case.
You’d been cloned over about 1,000 times. 1,536 to be precise.
This hadn’t at all been intentional and it was what sent that company in particular bankrupt. And for that little fact they wanted you to settle your bill. Which wasn’t fair, but then again all Ludwig had to
Ghost Of A BoyGhost Of A BoyGhost Of A Boy9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This is the boy that smiles,
Sitting gently on my wall.
This is the boy that smiles
And says not a word at all.
He's the boy that I forget;
The boy that I remember;
The boy that keeps my dreams warm
Through a bitter, harsh November.
No one else may see him now,
Only me and me alone.
No one else would care about
The boy who called my heart home.
His clothes are old and tattered,
Stained in phantom blood and tears.
And he smiles at me gently
Even after all these years.
"Why did you have to leave me?"
I whisper to the wall and cry.
Through nostalgic smiles he says,
"It's too bad that humans die."
A Viking in New RomeWhen a man is cursed with the impossible combination of immortality and humanity, sooner or later he's going to run into a few demigods.A Viking in New Rome2 years ago in Humor More Like This
A PJO/HTTYD drabble.
Percy cringed. He froze mid-step with his foot hovering inches over the Pomerian Line circling New Rome’s city.
Terminus had literally just materialized in front of him in a sudden, sulfurous pop of yellow smoke that left the demigod's lungs burning. The statue looked much like he always did: armless, stone curls wound tight against his head, and a disapproving scowl on his face.
Percy gingerly put his weight back outside the city safe zone.
“Sorry,” he muttered and immediately reached into his pocket for Riptide. He could hear Frank and Hazel rustle behind him for their own weapons. Percy cast an apologetic look back to the man they were supposed to be escorting into the city and gestured with a no
oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challengesOukamiyoukai’s list of anti art block challenges.oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challenges2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
These are just a few things I think about if I want to get rid of art block. I will probably add more in the future, but here’s a few now to get you inspired. These are to be done at leisure and don’t have to be in any order. They are for fun.
1 gesture drawing. This is super easy. Basically find a relatively complicated shape, and draw it with as few marks as possible. It doesn’t really have to resemble it in any way. As long as you know what it is. I probably do about 30 of these a day. Honestly they’ve helped a lot with everything. You can add color if you want. For this challenge I recommend doing enough to inspire you rather it be 10-100. (I’ll link some examples).
2 combining an animal and an inanimate object. Select one animal and one object and combine them. I would highly recommend thinking about general shapes of both and using repetition in your design. No imaginary animals (you