Persephone Thesis: EssayPersephone Thesis: Essay ComponentPersephone Thesis: Essay5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"Happy is he among men upon earth who has seen these mysteries!
It is generally accepted among historical scholars that the cult of Demeter and Persephone, or Kore, existed in Greece and the surrounding Mediterranean islands long before the traditional Olympian gods became entrenched. Her origins are Cretan . Like Aphrodite, the mother and daughter goddess represent a matriarchal form of fertility worship in the forms of crops and nature, and through this the cycle of birth, growth and death. This myth, however, has taken hold of imaginations from its evolutions into the Eleusinian mysteries of Ancient Greece, to the paintings of Victorian Europe, to today, each with their own distinctive takes and emphases on the story. Perhaps it is the fact that we know so little about the original tale of Persephone the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fertility, snatched
Mind VomitI pixelate IcarusMind Vomit7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to forfeit my counterproductivity.
Who needs rose tinted glasses
when you have
glazed eyes enamelled sighs
and sugarcoated insomnia.
I long for movie tomorrows
instead of these
xylophonic beclazone dreams.
I want to saturate the grey matter
without a hint of remorse.
I want to play the undersleeper,
pinning back my eyelids with
the idiolect of those I'd like to know better.
Do you want to hear my mind vomit or should I
just turn the page and start again...?
[APH] FrancexDoll!Reader (destined meeting)You might want to read the description first ma cheri~[APH] FrancexDoll!Reader (destined meeting)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
First FrancexReader work! ) I hope I did well~
Now... enjoy your stay with Francey Pants~ :>
"Mommy, look! Such a cute dolly!"
You've heard these lines a thousand times for heaven knows how long. Little girls would always drop by that certain doll shop almost every day. A small smile crept on your face as you saw their innocent giggles and pleads to their mothers for them to buy one of the doll displayed, perhaps they would buy you.
You sighed as another young girl got her request rejected by her mother. You honestly want to get out of the shop because it's all boring and stuffy. Among the all other dolls, you were different. You were alive.
Suddenly, a blonde man with long hair and blue eyes stopped by the glass window you were displayed in. You blushed as he inspected you closely, putting his hand below his chin as if he's considering on buying you. 'Is this it? Am I getting out?'
Just PretendMatthew tries to pretend.Just Pretend3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Matthew has always tried to pretend.
Matthew tries to pretend that the love of his life isn't in love with his brother. Matthew tries to pretend that the only person he's given his heart to doesn't love someone of the same blood and family as him. Matthew tries to pretend that he himself isn't in love with a certain Arthur Kirkland.
But even though he pretends he knows it's true.
Matthew always tries to pretend that it doesn't hurt when he sees them together. Matthew always tries to pretend that whenever he hears them speaking love to one another that he doesn't cry. Matthew always tries to pretend that whenever they say, "I love you." It's not true.
But even though he pretends he knows it's true.
Matthew Williams is in love with someone who will never love him back.
Matthew Williams knows this all too well.
Matthew tries to pretend that he can't hear him when Francis says it's time to let him go. Matthew tries to pretend that their love is an illusion
Gone Away: FranceXReaderYou had to hurry. He was taking the last train out of town and if you missed him, you would never see him again. You parked your car as quickly as you could, threw open the door and locked your car up, only after grabbing your keys. You leapt over the ticket booth, which made guards chase you, because they thought you were trying to get a free ride to the next station. You ducked and wove through the crowds, trying to get to the train as fast as you could. You had dashed from work as soon as you found out. You left the bakery in your dirty apron, old jeans, worn tennis shoes and your hair a mess with flour on your face. You looked like a nightmare cook escaped from the psycho ward kitchens.Gone Away: FranceXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Francis!" you cried, "Francis!"
However the station was empty. Nothing moved. There wasn't even a train in the station that Francis said there would be, which could only mean one thing. Your legs buckled beneath you. Hot tears welled up in your eyes. It could only mean you were too late. He had gon
ItalyXreader: Never SaferItalyXreader: Never Safer3 years ago in Romance More Like This
~ItalyXReader; Never safer~
"I'm in love with a murderer, But I've never felt safer in anyone else's arms" ~Postsecret
(you may view the postsecret here > http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sC0vMYyZAnw/T4oMDISPxlI/AAAAAAAAS1Q/O-Kc1M016og/s400/murderer.jpg)
Today, I met this bella named ______. She was so lovely, kind, and wise. She helped me hide from Germany because he wanted to make me train more. She took me to her house and offered me sweet tea. I don't normally have Sweet Tea, but something about her way of speaking made me feel as if I should accept. And I did.
The rest of the day went fine. We talked a lot and I found out she loved playing hide and seek. She also loves the color red. I asked if I could wonder around the house, because I had only seen one or two rooms. She said in a serous tone to not go into the basement. I think for a second, her eyes were like cat eyes and her tongue looked as if it were a snake's tongue.
About a few hours later, I felt sick and ___
Yo, Listen Up America!Yo, it's Alfred from the good, ole US of A!Yo, Listen Up America!3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Check it out now-
Addressing all American citizens,
Words don't speak louder than actions.
And the United States needs your cooperation
To provide for your soldiers, sailors, and airmen.
Led by the WPB to control US industries,
Your contribution can supply the armies.
High demand items will be your rationing,
Which provides the troops with morale, which needs boosting.
As you bring materials, the women bring hard work;
Through the WAAC they perform with a smirk.
Because they have proven their capabilities,
They are no longer liabilities.
As each citizen does their part to execute,
The government and troops, to you-we solute.
As you do your part, we'll do ours,
To defend the nation's stripes and stars.
But shh it's a secret object,
Code name: the Manhattan Project.
Now that that announcement is through,
I want to thank all those whose lives we will loose.
Although the sacrifice is great, buy a war bond,
and provide funds for those men acr
Spain X Reader REQUEST Break-upSpain X Reader REQUEST Break-up3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I promise I will always love you. There will never be another girl I love, especially not like I love you. Te prometo mi corazon y my alma. Todo es para ti.
Bullshit! you want to scream.
Actually, you want to do more than just scream, but you're confident it is illegal to kill someone.
Antonio is there, lying on the couch you picked out. On top of him is another girl. She is pulling off her shirt, giggling like a little schoolgirl, and you stare at her bosom. Those tits are totally fake anyway! He squeezes her melons, murmuring about how much he loves her in Spanish. He caresses her like he caressed you. He tells her the same words he told you. And he enjoys her like he enjoyed you.
He's lucky you two aren't married or you'd take him to Hong Kong and kill the both of them.
Antonio Fernández Carriedo is your boyfriend for nearly two years. When he said those words, he said it at your seventeenth birthday party. He had been holding you while you two danced to "S
Hetaoni Dairies: Part 1 ReaderXHetaliaHetaoni Dairies: Part 1 ReaderXHetalia2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"This is a book of misfortunes, twisted with blood of many deaths that play their silly game. Their sad simple lives wasted to this book of shame, death wreaks your empty hands filling of stranger's blood, yet many failed to save them from their long sweet horrid death. Their selective ways lost many lives, tricking each other with a jumping fright. Each death with a sweet pure happy memory, but you the reader dare turn the page and go though the horrors yourself, however you lose you never return home yet die there and then at that mansion, however win, you could choose to stay with these people, or return home, if you are lucky enough...Are you brave for this deathly sweet game of hell...ready to meet the devil in flesh, or will you never turn in fear of losing your life to such thing around such strangers. Choose, or regret your own life."
Having you pick up this book in the library and you laughed at what it says, "Yeah right, if that happen if I turn the page, pure
A Pack - Ghetto AmericaA Pack - Ghetto America3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Three months had passed. Three months, which Alfred had no idea had passed. Everything just seemed longer, seemed shorter. He wasn't keeping track of time in the sense that he used to. Now, he only memorized dates when bills were due and when the stuff was being sold.
Other than that, his sense of time had escaped him.
He was drinking a lot more than usual for him, and for that reason, he didn't smoke as often. He didn't know if that was a healthier substitute. It probably wasn't. But when did Alfred ever care about what happened to his body? That's why he was involved in all these things in the first place. Because he simply didn't care.
Did that mean he was suicidal?
He couldn't see that.
That day, the sunlight was brighter than usual. It was so much brighter, Alfred woke up early from his sleep on the couch. Why was it
Mochi ver.USA Breeding Guide【Mochi ver.USA】Breeding GuideMochi ver.USA Breeding Guide5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Thank you for buying Mochi ver.USA from Hetalia Limited.
Your Mochi should have age between 2 to 4 months. If you are not sure about its age, feel free to ask our trained workers for help.
1.1 Body structure
Your Mochi should have the following external structure:
(i) a pair of bright blue eyes, both open,
(ii) a pair of glasses, and
(iii) a w-like mouth.
If you Mochi's external structure has any differences with the above description,
you are free to exchange a new Mochi ver.USA from any of our shop with the
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Your Mochi, norm
NorwayxReader - OahNorwayxReader - Oah2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were on your way to school, seeing you old friend Lukas. Its been a few years since you were friends with him, but you had this feeling that he was up to something today, but whatever it was. He didn't seem to be at the school entrance. As you were inside the school walking up the stairs, you suddenly heard clapping, you turn around seeing Lukas clapping his hands as he was singing.
I love you __________
You're way to young for me,
But I don't mind
You smiled a little at him as he was speaking to you asking,
"___________ will you go out with me?" you thought about it, then a smirk came on your face as you decided to play his little game.
"I have to go Lukas, to class" and with that you headed to your locker as he was sighing, he then decided to continue his plan to make you go out with him.
Never mind what your girlfriend say
Deep inside I'm quite okay
I may of fooled around once or twice
But I really need you
It's not like I'm the only guy
O I know how
ItalyxReader: CiaoItalyxReaderItalyxReader: Ciao3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You charged through the door as the clock in the café struck 9am and run through to the kitchen. Standing behind the door you took a moment to breathe in and sigh. Quickly, you fumbled in your bag and pulled out a mirror, hurriedly flattening your hair in the mirror. You looked left and right, checking everything. Feeling rather happy you opened the door to the kitchen slowly.
The wooden door didn't comply with your subtle entry and creaked slowly with each movement.
Seeing Feliciano fumbling around in the cupboards you made your way to the table in the centre of the room. Leaning against the wood and smelling the aromas around you, Feliciano turned around with a box of tomatoes. "______!!! How are you? How are the lessons?!" he grabbed you in a hug and squeezed you tightly, then smiled at you. "I-I'm good! The lessons are the reason I was late." You looked down awkwardly to your shoes.
You'd been taking Italian lessons for a month now. You'd started
America x ReaderIt had already been a month since you started your first year at university. You haven't quite gotten used to it; it is so much different than your small town high school. The crowds were bigger, the school was MUCH bigger and you spent a good hour or so everyday between classes to try and memorize what's in and around the school with little success.America x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
But you did manage to find a good study spot while exploring. The school's library was four stories high and on the third floor had a small sitting area with chairs and couches and it was right behind the glass clock tower which gave an amazing view of (your city).
While you were studying in your spot, your mind wandered from where it was supposed to be focused, which was your textbook. You were thinking of how nice it would be to make some friends but you were kind of nervous on what to say to people so you kept to yourself for the most part. The other part was waiting for the right moment, like you wouldn't just go up to some random pers
Sealand Pub and GOHiya, I'm Sealand, desu yo!!Sealand Pub and GO5 years ago in Humor More Like This
My full name is the "Principitality of Sealand", desu yo!
Or..maybe it's Principality, desu yo...
There's a leak here...there's a leak there... I'm sure they'll be a leak here too, desu yo!
I'll keep fixing up my fort!
My wonderous homeland!
Because I'll get into the G-8, desu yo...
Pub and pub and pub and-a go!
Fish and Chips!
If you see England, kick him in the shins!
MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP! MAKEITSTOP,DESU YO!
NO MORE FAIRIES PLEEAAASE!
It's really great to meet you.
No seriously, it is desu yo!
Oh crud, desu yo, that Jerk England's up on starboard bow!
And what's with that magic anyway...
Milk'll make me a BIG nation, desu yo.
J-Just make sure it isn't spoiled, desu yo.
If you sit you'll die, Busby's chair!
Drag you straight to heck, Busby desu yo!
Gather up everyone-
Latvia and me!
Hop on a motor boat, let's go, desu yo!
Come on, Lat' let's go!
Pub and pub and pub and-a go!
Fish and Chips!
Don't look into his eyes! I
FranceXReader~What's Cookin Good Lookin? (Crack!)FranceXReader~What's Cookin Good Lookin? (Crack!)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Oh hon-hon-hon-hon~ what is this, mon amie?" Francis was laughing at one of your (failed) dishes that was on the kitchen table, sitting on a plate, visible to anyone that passed by.
"Well, I decided to take a deuce and display it for all~ to see. What do you think it is? It's my cooking, you French douche!" You were scowling at your friend, your ___ eyes glinting. Sure, he was a great cook, but that didn't mean he had to critique your food!
"No need to get sarcastic, ___. I was only noticing your cuisine." He gave you his trademark smile, his blue eyes shining.
You blushed a little, his smile sending little flutters throughout your body. Stupid meaner, you thought, throwing away your awful creation.
It was just another lazy Saturday, and you and Francis were just hanging out at his house like always. You had tried to
Sweeter than chocolate. ReaderxPrussia!You veered your way onto the living room to see Prussia happily eating away his chocolate. You eagerly sat down beside him and eyed him unwrap his kisses chocolate and throwing it inside his mouth.Sweeter than chocolate. ReaderxPrussia!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He glances at you and furrows his brow as he chewed on it. You smiled at him, trying to make him speculate that you want a piece.
He arched a brow as he ate another one, his eyes observing you as you crept closer to him. He began to slowly grind the chocolate as you clasped your hands together and flashed him a pleading grin.
"Mein frau (German for My girl or My wife), you're creeping the hell out of me" he murmurs as his tongue wiped his teeth while his other hand grabbed another chocolate from the bag.
"I want one of those kisses, please" you smiled as you flashed your hands at him, ready for him to drop the chocolate on your hand; you closed your eyes and waited for the object to fall onto your hands.
But instead of receiving the chocolate, you felt his lips brush up to yours lips and pla
Request: :mellosky: EnglandxReader:: His BirthdayEngland had never had a proper birthday.Request: :mellosky: EnglandxReader:: His Birthday3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yes he got gifts, but only from you, America, that guy with a bear and sometimes the occasional naked France at his door- who in return got a smashed nose, but somehow always managed to give England a "proper" gift in the end.
But here you were, tapping your heel against the sidewalk in front of England's favorite pub. You were there to meet England and America this year- but America was no where to be found... AND ENGLAND would be there any minute! So your first reaction was: flip out your phone and call.
*Bring Bring.... Bring Bri-*
"H-Hello?" America sounded out of breath answering.
"Hey America! Where are you?! England will be here any minute!"
"Oh... sorry ______. I'm going to have to cancel..!"
"WHAT?! I can't handle a drunk England ALONE! You know how he gets... and it's his birthday!"
You then heard metal clanking together and running footsteps on the other line.
"America?" You asked after you heard it settle down.
"Sorry! The reason I c
America X Reader X Dark AmericaDark America X Reader X AmericaAmerica X Reader X Dark America3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There is a little violence at the end, maybe a small bit of language not sure yet. ^^"
It was a regular day in the life of _______... Well at first
After a long stressful day at her high school she was on her way to McDonalds with her best friend Alfred F. Jones, while walking out of the school gates ________ had the oddest need to ask a really stupid question. She turned her head to face the tall American walking beside her,
"What's up _____?" he said with his giant toothy smile.
"What does the F in your name stand for?" _________ asked.
He looked down at her and smiled even more "Oh is my bestest buddy _________ curious?"
"yeppers!" _____ smiled at him.
Alfred blushed a little, he always loved _______'s smile. Well her smile was just one of the things he always loved about her. He had always had a crush on her.
But he could never tell her for two reasons one; they have been friends since there first year of m
Of Hip and CoolCategory: FanfictionOf Hip and Cool3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Summary: During America's family get-together, England loses a bet to France, gets drunk, and tries to fit in with the 'young crowd'. America and Canada are amused, France is suspiciously innocent, and Sealand decides that it's a great time to declare war. FACES family fluff.
How on earth had he let America talk him into this?
It was one think to get a drink together, but this was more along the lines of a full-blown party, and of all people, France was there, winking and waving at England as he poked his head into the hall. A tiny force shoved its way past England into the house, letting out an excited shout, and England's scowl deepened. To make matters worse, Sealand had insisted upon coming the moment he'd heard that they were getting together at America's house, and America had enthusiastically invited him along. Any attempt to get him to visit Latvia instead had resulted in Sealand latching on to England's leg an
Delix Club: Chapter 8 Waves of love.Delix Club: Chapter 8 Waves of love.2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Chapter 8: Waves of Love.
Fabia win the competition and because of that Breeda, the Celestial Warrior, give to Altair, Aude and Fabia a new quest that is to find the book of Merlin. Meanwhile Claudine is getting to the place where she will need to prove that she has a lot of power to acquire Lynix.
Fabia – Aude, I’m tired! I can walk because of this dress!
Aude – Oh come on! We have to continue!
Fabia – We need help!
(Lila and Hayley appear)
Lila – Does a fairy say that needs help?
Aude – Lila! You are here.
Fabia – So good to see you again!
Hayley – You need help Fabia so we come here!
Aude – well we must keep looking for the cave.
Hayley – What cave?
Fabia – The Cave that keeps Merlin’s Book.
Lila – The Glass Prison?
Aude – What is that?
Lila – Is a cave on the high of the Mountain of Darkness, and the cave is sealed by the Gold guardian, and he protects Merlin’s book.
Fabia – Hooray
(request) Licorice - IcelandxReaderYou ran as fast as you could to the store. You lived in Iceland and an orphan. Your parents died when you were little, so you take care of your two younger siblings. You were 18 and struggling to survive with your brother and sister. Your sister (sister's name) was 10 and your brother (brother's name) was 7.(request) Licorice - IcelandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And you just got word that a man named Mathias had a job opening, and had asked you to help in his sweets shop. So as soon as you got wind of this, you raced off.
"M-Mathias!" You panted and he turned to you, flour covering his face.
"Ah! ___, great you finally came! Go wash up and come and help me." He ordered and nodded his head towards the back, his hair staying in the same spot.
You rushed to the back, pulling your (h/l) (h/c) into a ponytail, washed your hands and face then pulled on an apron. You hurried then back to Mathias. You knew he was the representative of Denmark.
"Ok I'm ready Mathias!-" You ran right into someone, making you both fall to the floor. You looked over a
Prussia x Reader (One Shot) ~ StutterPrussia x Reader (One Shot) ~ Stutter3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"__________ you're so stupid! I can't believe they let you in this school!" A very rude classmate of mine pointed at me and laughed in my face. A few of his buddies were also laughing at me. Every time I tried speaking I'd hear giggling and rude put downs behind me. It's not my fault I have a stuttering problem.
"L-l-l-leave me a..a-alone.." I mumbled. Clearly not defending myself very well but what was I supposed to do? The teacher would sometimes defend me but it wasn't enough. I was still being bothered and mocked. Even by Gilbert Beilschmidt, a very popular guy in my class. He's been in my class every year since elementary school and he was always influenced to treat his peers disrespectfully. If maybe he stopped making fun of me then everyone else will too. Not that it mattered to me anymore since, I have to agree with everyone. I am stupid. I don't belong in a normal school. If I can't even finish a sentence then what's the point?
"Why even try asking us to stop? I'm surprised yo
SleepSleepSleep7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oh gods above, what had he done? The memories were fuzzy and vague, although there was no reason for them to be. Hed walked for hours, he remembered that part, though it had felt as though he had hovered above his own tired, charred body. Charred? A fire, he guessed, that hed somehow been caught up in. The sand was surprisingly cool beneath his cheek as he lay there, mind and body numb with confusion and the clench of guilt. Guilt, he realised now, sat where hed always thought love would, just below the ribs; a solid pressure pushing to meet his spine and go all the way through him. As depressing as it sounded, that was all he felt right now aside from the sand, and sand hardly felt solid. What was worse was that he couldnt for the life of him remember why.
Is he dead? Ryker felt something press against his ribs, a toe he guessed, but didnt move. He couldnt