Circle in the SandCircle in the SandCircle in the Sand3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stand on the sand and watch the rising of the moon as the sun goes down.
At night, the harvest moon's reflection at the ocean's edge resembles sea serpents playing in the wavelets along the shoreline. I walk down to the shoreline and feel the gentle caress of the wavelets on my bare feet, with the sand in between my toes and the wind in my hair. I turn and look out at the soft sandy beach that seems to stretch on forever and I decide to walk on for awhile before it gets too dark or the tide comes in.
Running all over the beach are little white 'ghost crabs' as they're called, and the seagulls fly overhead with screams and whistles. I look behind me only to see that my wandering trail has become blurred and indistinct as the water's edge advances and recedes along the beach. Off in the distance is a jetty, a grouping of boulders in the water, and in front of it I see round, black things bobbing up and down in the water, not far off shore. Not in any hurry to see wha
P R I D E | Ciel PhantomhiveP R I D E | Ciel Phantomhive2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My pride fell with my fortunes.
Earl Ciel Phantomhive. Better known as the Queen's Guard Dog.
He was a boy,
that held an outrageous amount of pride of himself.
Always was willing to go for the win - and would consider himself as the King of the Throne.
Treating his pawns as marionettes - controlling them with his strings. He took complete power of that, there was no doubt.
“I heard that there was a murder that happened a few nights ago,” [Name] stated as she looked over at the book filled with a thousand words in it.
Ciel knew, of course.
He always knew everything - and was always right.
“Pity,” He sighed.
Well, it wasn't like he actually cared. [Name] was type of girl whom was always cautious about her surroundings, and would prefer to keep her knowledge to herself. Such a pity, indeed.
“Are you going to do anything about it, my Lord?” She asked, almost in a teasing tone. But he ignored it.
“I don't really see a reason why I should,
Little Songbird: Chapter.4Little Songbird: Chapter.42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.: Chapter IV :.
“The Baker's Daughter” pt.2
The carriage announced itself with its onslaught of rhythmic trotting. It tipped and swayed along the uneven path through the countryside, a black shape teetering across the sunset. It made the coachman and the party inside rather uncomfortable.
Riliane had done everything in her own power to convince Wynn that she did not want to attend the Midford's soiree, but all her preciously feigned tears and puppy stares were a waste unless he actually looked at her face, which he refused to do. Instead he convinced her to accompany him at the mention of Ciel Phantomhive. She reluctantly agreed, seeing it as a chance to remake her first impression.
The dispute she and Ciel had had lead to an interesting brawl between their butlers. Long story short; Riliane had gotten anxious watching Damian be beaten to a pulp and ran into the fray, right when Sebastian was about to deli
SleepRaven hair blowsSleep3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a nonexistent breeze.
Eyes fill with an
You're falling into
but you've accepted
Sakura fall from
your illusionary tree.
You silently watch
and reach to them.
This scene is
yet you look
She catches you
and embraces you
in a chill that
drains your will
knowing it's easier
For The LostFor The LostFor The Lost7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you're crying alone tonight,
And my words don't really matter
You are feeling so lost inside,
Your whole world's been shattered
And the numbing pain of rejection,
Is creeping through you...
What do you do...
When love has abandoned,
Left you empty handed,
And all your emotions feel bruised?
I say to you:
It's better to have felt it,
And have it slip away,
Because then you will recognize it,
When it comes to you again
Love is a fickle thing,
And pain is what it sometimes brings
But the joy it can give to you,
Will make you feel renewed
I say to you:
Remember it for what it was,
And learn to live again,
Because if you stay here alone,
You will never let anyone else in
I've seen the proof, with my own eyes,
Of the things that love can do
I know that you are crying,
But I hope that you can see,
This love that has ended,
Gives you a new opportunity
jlp September 23, 2008-Revised February 14, 2009
Just Like a Moon RabbitJust Like a Moon Rabbit3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Claire, aren't you tired of having that rabbit of yours around?"
"That rabbit is not mine!"
"How come? It has been one and a half month since that rabbit stays with you."
"I don't know either!"
"What? Are you Alice to be chased around by a rabbit?"
"I'm not. And she's not been chased by the rabbit instead she chased for it."
"Oh, I see..."
I'm Claire and it's been one and a half month since this white rabbit started chasing me. No matter how hard I would drive him away, it would always come back the other day. You may think of it as unusual situation just how I take it. In my own understanding, it would be more normal if a cat or dog wouldn't leave in the thought that they wanted to be adopted. However in this case, it seems mysterious. Day after day, this rabbit won't call the day without having an appearance to me. But on this vexing rainy afternoon, a mystical truth untangled my puzzling situation
"BEEP!! BEEP!!" the sound of a rushing track.
"CLAIRE!!!" the sh
Pain in the Axel Ch. 8Demyx stood, still holding Larxene's bloodstained towel in his hand as he took a few wobbly steps back towards the stairs. His mind was reeling from the scene he had awakened to; he didn't know where to go or what he should do now. He just stood, staring blankly down the hallway. He reached up with one hand and nervously ran his fingers through his mussed hair. It still felt sticky from when Marluxia had smeared honey into it earlier. Without too much thought, he dropped the towel to the floor and cupped his hands together in front of him; a bubble of water seemed to form and grow out of thin air, floating just above his open palms. He then bent over and ran the water through his hair, letting the bubble burst and fall to the ground in a splash.Pain in the Axel Ch. 88 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He stayed hunched over, hair dripping, as he stared down at Larxene's towel and the puddle of water that now mixed with his own tears, "What should I do?" He picked back up the
Pain in the Axel Ch. 3Pain in the Axel Ch. 38 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What time is it?" Axel whispered as he leaned flat against the wall and slid toward the door a few feet away.
Roxas, who was mimicking the stealth tactics, glanced at his bare wrist, "I don't know... someone didn't let me get changed, so I didn't put on my watch."
"Well what help are you?!?!" His whisper cracked a bit as he leaned an ear against the door, listening to the silence in the room. "Never mind, it's quiet... So he's still asleep."
"How do you know?" Roxas pondered aloud.
"Marluxia always sings show tunes in the morning... Usually ones from Oklahoma." Axel gently took hold of the handle, pulling it in such a way that the door barely clicked open.
"You're sick you know that... I honestly don't know what's worse, that Marly does that... or that you KNOW that… You've been watching him for HOW LONG to know something like THAT?" Roxas blurted louder than he had meant to.
Axel quickly slapped a hand over his friend's mouth, backing him up against the opposite wall "And
Pain in the Axel: ch 5Pain in the Axel: ch 58 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It seemed like an eternity since they had first started this silly game, each minute that passed felt like an hour to Roxas as he started to slow his pace and fall further and further behind Axel. He finally stopped all together; shoulder's hunched as he fought desperately to open his eyes.
"Axel please... I'm getting really sleepy... can't we call it quits now... I just… Want to sleep..." Roxas leaned against the wall and slid to the floor, curling up into a ball when he met the ground.
"What? How can you be sleepy this is so much fun.... and besides... It's your turn next." Axel was peeking through another door, and then glanced over where Roxas had been standing. "Wha… Get UP! No sleeping now!" he growled.
"But I'm tired..." Roxas almost sounded like he was in tears; the pain of being awake was starting to become too much for him to handle.
"Ah, come on, Roxas… I need you so we can sneak in and get that thing that Vexen is working, and then we can… Roxas?"
.: SILENCE :..: SILENCE :.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never liked silence.
It's why I leave on my TV while I sleep
Or blast music when I'm home alone.
I'll even sing a tune myself,
If it keeps out the silence.
So why is it so surprising, then,
That I've grown so overly frustrated
With your unresponsive critical hit?
I can only do so much myself---
I've reached out,
Cranked up the volume,
I've shouted and sang and cried and screamed!
But you let the silence creep in,
And now there's just... n o t h i n g.
I hate your silence.
Who needs friends?Who needs friends?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A good enemy is better than a best friend
A good enemy can't betray
A good enemy won't go away
A good enemy will be there at the end
A best friend will fail
A best friend tells you what to think
A best fiend pushes you to the brink
A best friend will bail
A good enemy pushes you forward
A good enemy tests your steel
A good enemy makes you real
A good enemy seeks no reward
A best friend makes demands
A best friend always judges
A best fiend holds grudges
A best friend won't withstand
With an enemy you know they hate you
With a friend you are not sure
To an enemy you can be true
When they run you through
It won't be from behind
A friend won't just let it end
Tell you they never liked you
Every story you tell they bend
Every wound you mend
They inflict two more
With enemies like these who needs friends
AngelsAngels11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they cry tears of joy
they guard us from harm
seraph fights for the almighty
archangels fight for earth
angels are all around us
they cherish the world
Haters are Gonna HateHaters are Gonna Hate3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Haters are gonna hate
Some people in their lives will have haters stalk them ,send them hate mail,
make their friends stab them in their backs, and make others hate them with their lies, pretty much try to hurt them in any possible way that they can...
If this sounds like you, well then listen up your not alone,
around the world there are people like us that seem to get hate all the time and
enemies,,, , why do you get them and what can you do?
Well first of all we get haters for these reasons
1) We have a talent
2) you're a people person
3) others like you
4) Your life is successful
5) you feel good about yourself
And last but not least
6) You have something they want
That is pretty much the summary of why we get haters….
Most of the time, it is best to ignore, after all there will always be people who will envy you.
Unfortunately, when you get a pro hater, in other words a hater that really hates your guts and has the evil skills of making you miserable, that
Ten Second SwitchTen-Second SwitchTen Second Switch8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Red Riding Hood
Mr. Angry Man
Random Crowd Member #1
Random Crowd Member #2
Other Crowd Members
The Ninja and the Pirate
(The curtain opens and a single light illuminates a stool, on which sits Ninja. She sits with her head down, but slowly looks up and surveys the audience.)
Ninja - (Stands and walks downstage.) Ya know, I miss the good old days. Back when I used to run through the meadows and the fields, picking wildflowers and singing with the bluebirds. Then running back home for a slice of mother's homemade blackberry pie and a glass of fresh milk. (pauses. Then a look of confusion crosses her face.) Or was that someone else's life?
(Pirate leaps in from stage left)
Ninja: (Points accusingly) Pirate!
Pirate: (Points back) Ninja!
CreamLook at me nowCream1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm the cream of the crop
I'm the cherry on top
Don't you wish
You'd spent a bit more time
Instead of stomping on me
Talents are Gifts given by GODTalents are Gifts given by GOD3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Talents are gifts given by God
We must use it, always be proud
Never hide it deep within
Show yourself, let it be seen
Acting, singing, dancing, or writing
Don't ever think you have nothing
'Coz each of us have their talents
Gifts that serves as entertainments
You must let your talents grow
Go out of your shell and show
What you can truly do
Don't keep it just for you
Let others learn from you
And you learn from what they do
'Coz talents are gifts given by God
We must share it, always be proud.
(c) by Angelique M. Cerbo, a friend of mine
At the top is my rush art interpretation of this poem
Denied RegretDenied Regret3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been everywhere
I've seen everything
I don't want to see it again.
Bad things happened.
As they should,
but you see
these things didn't make me feel good.
They were like thousands of knives,
poking at my skin
Wanting desperately to break in.
I have taken him away,
His life and heavenly soul.
Would it matter
If I didn't regret a thing?
I'd be a murderer and a thief
Since the day I was born
Sprouting was the ground knotted and twisted
My limbs creak with pain
My heart beats with anger
Of these things I've done
Because darling, as you can see
I am not real
I never want to be
I'd regret the moments that I would see
You don't enjoy life so much
When you realize you're not loved.
Popular!AmericaxNerd!Reader The Growing-Up ProjectPopular!AmericaxNerd!Reader The Growing-Up Project3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Popular!AmericaxNerd!Reader The Growing-Up Project Part 1
Kids laughing down the hallways, running, gossiping about people, this is a normal day for you in high school. Being the one that no one even bothers to look at, you still got bullied."Hey look there goes the nerd!" a person screamed. 'Ignore them' you thought. "Were you going nerd?" another one said. He pushes you to the ground and all you books fell. You groan and everyone started to laugh. Picking the books up, you said " At least I'm not crying when you mom get mad at you for failing classes." "What did you said?" he asked in a mad tone. You didn't replied back and just ran for it. You always hated the popular people. How they acted, the way they dressed, and how they spoke about the non-popular people. But there is one person you hated more than ever.
His name is Alfred F. Jones a.k.a the ladies man.
Alfred almost dated half of the girls in the school and he broke all of the girl's heart in the school too. Every time you wa
Too Little, Too Late. (AmericaXReader)You hated the fact that you were standing here. He had been your best friend since childhood, had seen you at your best and at your worst. From scraped knees to broken hearts, he had helped you though it all, it was almost inevitable that you would fall head over heels in love with the jovial, easygoing Alfred F. Jones.Too Little, Too Late. (AmericaXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But now you were being forced to watch him marry another woman.
You had to listen to him to him go on and on about her, as if the world itself revolved around her. You had to listen to every painstaking detail about how he proposed, and about how she said yes, and he never saw your pain or your heartbreak. Your best friend-the love of your life-was too absorbed in his own happiness to notice the pain he was putting you through.
You faithfully stood at his side, playing the part of the “best woman” because Alfred wouldn’t have anyone else at his side. We’re best friends, he had said, and I want you up there. So there you were, wearing a comical dr
Boys and GirlsI like boys.Boys and Girls1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.
I’m not ‘confused’.
I’m not a ‘whore’.
I’m just ‘bisexual’,
I know that for sure.
It does exist.
It is for real.
It’s not a lie or a cloak,
It’s just how I feel.
I’ve kissed girls.
I’ve kissed boys.
Some were serious,
Some were toys.
Boys are hot.
Girls are too.
Tell me it’s a ‘phase’,
And I’ll punch you.
I like boys.
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.
All About Us | America x ReaderAll About Us | America x Reader8 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Cause lovers dance when they're feeling in love
Spotlight's shining. It's all about us."
It was a quiet night, the sound of frantic fingers bouncing along a keyboard with a 'click, click, click' noise being the only thing disrupting the silence.
Clad in your comfiest pyjamas with your hair in a bun and an unfinished essay flashed across your computer screen, you sat in front of your desk suffering the consequences of your procrastination and terrible writers block.
Just as you were finally getting over your writers block though, you were rudely interrupted by the sound of your ringtone playing.
"Uggghhhh..." You groaned, scowling when you saw your best friend Alfred's name flash across the screen.
"What do you want?" You growled, pinching the bridge of your nose in annoyance.
"Wooah, easy there tiger." Alfred said, chuckling nervously. "I know you're busy, but I... Agh, damn it..." He lowered his voice, "I really need your