Hetalia- Eurovison part 1"Hello Europe and welcome to the 57th annual Eurovision!" announced Annie with pride.Hetalia- Eurovison part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"We have an awesome show for you dudes tonight, though; it would be more awesome if I were in it, because you know... American awesomeness but . ON WITH THE SHOW!" America announced.
" ok, we have 26 finalists from across this vast continent, so let's get this started!" Vancouver said while smirking at America.
"First up, we have the graceful and talented, ARTHUR KIRKLAND!" Shouted Annie and Vancouver together, trying to keep America calm at the same time so he wouldn't grab the microphone and mess up the introduction!
"I need something classy, something old, something that screams, England..." Britain thought out loud some ideas for his Eurovision performance.
"Sing something about your cooking! That should make everyone .love you." America yelled while laughing across the hall.
"Very funny you twit..." Britain shouted back, "I was actually thinking of basing it on love.
TF Scene - A favor.TF Scene - A favor.4 years ago in Settings More Like This
My friend, Kyle, waved at me, one hand behind his back.
"You said you'd do anything to make it up to me." I gave him a confused look.
"Well... My girlfriend's birthday is coming up, and she wants a dog." He nodded once and smiled. "We'll make her one."
"How?" I asked, a little weirded out out by this.
Kyle put a box on the table. "With this." he said, "It has a costume in it. I want to see how you'd look in it."
I raised an eyebrow. "So, we're pulling a prank on her for her birthday?" I took the box and opened it. "Don't you find that a little dark?"
The box only had one thing in it: Melted play-dough. "Your costume melted..." I tipped the box in his direction so he could see.
Some of the goo got stuck to my finger. "No, it's perfectly functional." Kyle said with an even bigger smile. "Just give it a second."
I tried pulling off the goo. It wouldn't come off. Some of it got stuck on the index and thumb of my other hand. Then is started expanding. It covered my fingers slowly, on
Jack Overland: Chapter OneJack Overland: Chapter One3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Years ago, the snow fell softly on a small village. Lights from candles inside cozy cabins cascaded onto the cobble stone paths that glistened with frost. The soft winter wind drifted down the dirt paths that lined the village, bringing in winter as silently as a whisper.
The peaceful quiet was interrupted as a newborn infant cried out into the night from a small log home. For as the snow fell, a baby boy took his first breath of life.
His mother lay in her bed in the corner of the cabin, candle light bouncing off the sheen of sweat on her forehead. As exhausted as she was, a large smile crossed her face as her husband handed her the small bundle wrapped in a white linen blanket. A small face peeked out from the fold of the fabric, revealing closed eyes and smooth, flawless skin that only a baby could posses. Her husband kissed the top of her head while he joined her in admiring their first born child.
Mockingjay: My Thoughts Mockingjay: Worth the wait, but only just. </i>Mockingjay: My Thoughts5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
SPOILER WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY! I REPEAT, DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY!
I wrote this about 10 minutes after I finished the book Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins.
The following is my thoughts on the book.
The beginning was promising, the middle was epically amazing, the beginning of the end was sad but not unsurprising, and the end of the end was weirdly satisfying in a way that only Suzanne Collins can pull off.
Was I satisfied in general? Knowing that I read the Hunger Games and Catching Fire each within a months of their release and have waited nearly two years for a conclusion to the trilogy, that's an excellent question.
I suppose, yes, it was worth the wait. But only just.
But, to be honest, Mockingjay is, now that I ponder it, my least favorite of the three books. The Hunger Games is my most f
Goodbye Child!PrussiaxReaderGoodbye Child!PrussiaxReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She's been walking in this world since the beginning of time.
The time when humans appeared once again after her and her friends'
'time' but never in her life did she get this close to someone whose
not her family.Staring at the crying boy in front of her with an
emotionless face,she couldn't help but feel guilty and sad.
The boy clung to her tightly,not wanting to let her go.
Begging her not to go and leave him,he cried and told her he don't
want to be alone.
"PLEASE!Don't leave me _____!PLEASE!I'll be a good boy just don't leave me!!"
The white-haired boy plead.He doesn't want her to leave him.
She rescued him from the miserable life of living on the streets with
nothing,not even food and ever since then she took care of him and despite
of the many things he did,she tolerated him.But now she's leaving him!
_____ blankly look at the boy,debating inside whether to stay with him
longer or simply leave him.It made her both happy and sad-though she
did not show it-that someo
My Poems are ScarsWhat is the point of poetry?My Poems are Scars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It only creates a record
Of things I would rather forget.
So why do I even write it?
Why do I document despair
To dwell on it later
And relive those memories
That should be old scars?
Is it because I cant remember
Without some trigger
And some masochistic part of me
Cannot let go of my past?
My poems are what I have left
Of that place I once called home.
But why do I read them
When Im so much happier here?
demigodsi set mydemigods2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
red skull ablaze,
detached from my
like a king
of blue smoke &
and we'll rotoh, poet boy,and we'll rot2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are not
or honey bones
& you have only
ever been a god
inside of your own head
LegacyIt is always the damn same song.Legacy2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Always are the wrong people strong.
Why do they think that your way is wrong?
You’re asking yourself what is left when you’re gone.
Your whole world starts to spin.
Their skin and nerves are very thin.
Want to use you like a soldier made of tin.
When you know the only thing you can do is win.
Want to sort out because you differ.
If you don’t do as they say, they’ll get stricter.
They don’t want to see you as the victor.
The only thing left will be a picture.
When everything you see and hear is a conspiracy.
And everyone thinks that you are crazy.
You are unique, only once in this galaxy.
The words you say and things you do are your legacy.
spectresred unfurlsspectres3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like silk scarves
curious and sharp,
glinting in flickers,
Moment.Levity lost,Moment.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
His shoulders dropped
As he understood
INSANITY: Lucifer X Reader Part 10His expression was stoic, his eyes staring into the distance as he registered the one word booming in his head for the past eternity.INSANITY: Lucifer X Reader Part 104 months ago in Drama More Like This
A single word, the soft voice he had yearned to hear for the past 5 years saying the one thing he never wanted to hear. The soft whisper which sounded echoed like a scream in Heaven.
Michael's eyes shut as he tried to drown out the white noise in his head. The distant shout of his name from somewhere. Pulling him away from reality. The searing pain on his mark of bonding.
"Michael the Hosts await your arrival."
Naomi's hand brushed against his shoulder, a soft look of concern on her face. He turned around, eyes fixed on her light green ones. This was wrong. 5 billion shades of wrong.
Or was it?
The surprised gasp left Naomi's lips as Michael pulled her by the waist, effortlessly lifting her and slamming her against the tree behind, smashing his lips to hers. His hands explored her body as he deepened the kiss, the carnality of the m
WreckedShadows spit outWrecked3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gasoline and shoe paint,
write sermons with their fingertips,
spin gunslinger sympathies and
Now You'll SeeNo words come out;Now You'll See2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trapped in my head.
What am I feeling?
It doesn't stop.
I'll make it stop.
Can't do this;
Only one option.
No way to explain;
You'll never understand.
Now you'll see.
Tough LoveIf you send me flowersTough Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll save them for your grave
and if you write me letters
I'll burn them with no shame
and if you dote on me
I'll pay you back with pain
Oh, my loving baby
do you still want to play my game?
But if you fall
I'll catch you
and if you bleed
I'll bleed dry too
and if you die
I'm sure this much for love will do
lovesong for sailorboyRead aloud and explained (somewhat) here.lovesong for sailorboy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i have always loved words as you love the sea
but i have grown to hate
because i have always had words
but never for you.
words for everything
but i have words for this, so
i'll take them
one by one.
the ocean was your first love and
i could always see it in your eyes.
most would call them blue--just
like a swell over a sandbar
blue like the spring sky over a poppy field.
but i don't think anyone
got as close as i did and they're not blue
not shorebound and
they're gray like the steelbellied sea itself
like the horizon at dawn as it
hems you into an impossibly vast canvas
like a demarcation line
or a promise.
one you always chased.
maybe i had a streak of ocea
Overcomelife's eventsOvercome1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
scar us, shape us
should not define us
and he'll never come againDays pass;and he'll never come again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keep You Safe - Dean Winchester x ReaderKeep You Safe - Dean Winchester x Reader4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dean, please. It's me, [Name]. Don't you remember?" You whimpered out, as the tears streamed down your face.
Dean stalked over to you, the green eyes that you came to love were gone now replaced with darkness, pure black. He stared at you with a smirk, his ax tightly gripped in his hand. "I think deep, deep down your tears must mean something but I'm not your Dean anymore." He whispered, pinning you to the wall. This gesture used to lead to steamy moments in the bedroom but all you could think about was the ax that slowly inched its way over to you.
"Dean, please don't. I know you're still in there. Don't do something you'll regret." You said, tears slowly streamed down your face.
He chuckled, his arm had a death grip on your neck. "[Name], the only thing I regret is not doing this sooner. I was so unhappy with the life before and now I know it was all because of you, Sam and that stupid angel, Cas." He looked
Smitten.They saySmitten.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when we look at the one
who has earned our affections,
our pupils dilate.
And to me
that's some kind of beautiful:
our eyes must adjust to the light we see
in the one we call home.
(No hellfire could hope
to burn as bright
as your soul.)
Things I'll tell you when you're older (5).You'll cry and that's okay,Things I'll tell you when you're older (5).3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you'll be fine.
Just a DreamRemember the last time,Just a Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You thought you were falling?
A dream was all it was,
But it felt as real as a slap to the face.
The wind distorting your cheeks,
Deadened arms turned to a bloody sponge.
Tiny dots becoming giant mountains,
A rounded Earth pushed flat.
Tears stripped away from your face,
Replaced by streams of water in a cloud.
Your body reaching out to the widening Earth,
Urged on by the one thing you could never control.
Soundless screams being shoved down your throat,
Hands gripping out for any sort of savior.
Your hands reach out one last time,
A much smaller pair reaching back in anticipation.
Joy is the new expression you wear,
As you plummet down towards this child.
But as hands touch and eyes meet,
You never stop falling.
Right through the child and earth,
Through everything that crosses your path.
A fall that never ends,
Dreamt by a woman who never awoke.
Don't Kiss Away TomorrowDon't kiss away tomorrow because of today.Don't Kiss Away Tomorrow2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I promise to fix it forever and for always.
I will find a way to atone for my past mistakes.
Name it, I can do whatever it takes.
It's too high of a price to pay.
Not having you day by day.
I don't want to say good-bye.
Please just let me explain why.
One misstep can break everything we are.
I don't want to be a falling star.
I can't lose you because of my pride.
I need you always by my side.
I know I'm anything, but perfect.
Just listen, a love like ours is worth it.
Will prove it to you somehow.
Just please don't leave me now.