Izaya x Reader 5 Final(I Can't Hear the Birds)After my trembling stopped, I put my clothes on. It was late at night, but I didn't want to check the time. Too many things happened. I felt terrible. I wanted more of Izaya's touch... The emotionless touch. I didn't want to want that. I wanted to love and care, be touched by love.Izaya x Reader 5 Final(I Can't Hear the Birds)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked down the steps to see Izaya sitting in his spinning chair in front of his desk, staring out the large windows. The dancing city lights lighted up the dark room making me feel better.
"So what did you find out about this damn experiment?" I asked as I got to the bottom of the steps.
"Did you hypothesize wrong?"
Anger was rising up my throat. "Did you conclude that you're an asshole and that you only asked me to do this stupid experiment just to fool around with me true feelings I have for you?"
I was facing the back of his chair now. All I needed for him was to turn around. "Bitch, you'd better answer."
He turned his chair around. He was... blushing. His h
Izaya x Depressed! Reader - Save Me From Myself p4You awoke in a warm, soft bed. You groaned, feeling the rush of pain shoot through your body as you attempted to move.Izaya x Depressed! Reader - Save Me From Myself p41 year ago in Drama More Like This
"Good morning _______-chan." you rolled your eyes over to see Izaya sitting in a nearby recliner. He had his legs folded one over the other and a smirk graced his features. "How are you feeling?"
"Like Shizuo threw a soda machine at me." you said meekly. Izaya chuckled.
"He's done that to me before, so I understand your pain."
You couldn't help but let out a short laugh. You groaned slightly trying to move again. But Izaya placed a cold hand on your lower back, helping you go up straight.
He nodded and smiled at you.
"What happned to them?"
"Who?" he asked curiously.
"The men who attacked me. What if they find me again?" you began to tremble as the events from last night invade your mind.
Izaya placed his pale hand atop of you (h/c) hair. "Don't worry, they won't be able to walk anymore after what Celty and myself put them through." he laughed at the
Everyone's Fault (Part 2) - ShizuoXReaderXIzayaEveryone's Fault (Part 2) - ShizuoXReaderXIzaya2 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was unusually quiet in the small white room. Only the beeping of a monitor and the dripping of an IV made noises to reverberate through the room. Occasionally one of the visitors would couch from his exposure to cigarettes, but no words were spoken. Yet.
Izaya sat to the right of the bed, next to your tucked in figure. He leaned over and had his elbows on your bed, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them. He was looking between you and then to the man on the other side of the bed; Shizuo.
The blonde had crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, pushing it against the wall and leaning his head back on it. His face held an annoyed expression as he glared at Izaya, the flea who, in his opinion, got you hurt.
“This was all your fault, you know…” A slick voice broke the silence, as Izaya traced his finger on the patterns in your bed-sheets. “If you could control yourself, you wouldn’t have ever hurt (Y-)—
A small but tender moment"I'm afraid I do not know what to say or do in this kind of situation." Cera admitted. She and Hailey were currently in Hailey's bedroom sitting on her bed. They were at a respectable distance from each other on the edge of the bed, but close enough that it was some how nice. Hailey shifted a little.A small but tender moment3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"You're here. That's a good start." The shorter girl aided. She herself didn't know the tall alien girl very well. Hailey figured that Cera wasn't the kind of girl guys would want to break up with. She though, was a different story. She wasn't tall and model thin. Her hair wasn't very light in color or long in length. Her eyes were not the type that would pierce through your being with just a glance. Cera's eyes were like shimmering blue orbs of ice. Her eyes were a dull green. Sometimes she really hated being around the taller girl, only because of jealousy.
Cera was frustrated. Out of all the rage inducing things she has seen on this planet, having her human aid be humiliated by the pers
EveningsEvenings after the end of the worldEvenings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sunset cracks the sky and slips through
In streaks of red and ultra-violet, pollution-fantastic
A perfect complement to the sounds of bats
Some smartass at the college gave them baby faces,
And now no one wants to lay down arsenic-
My landlady saw one body and burst into tears and
I'm going to have to lock my kitten in.
I found a tattoo on my heel last night
I think it happened sometime in the morning.
I nodded off on the train, against the plasti-glass.
When I woke up I was leaning against a monster.
He smiled at me and shook my shoulder
With his squishy white tentacle.
His collar was high- it didn't suit him.
The tattoo shows a curling, smiling creature
Ears trailing like a comet tail, eyes sparkling
Teeth pricking my bone like thorns, and then
I feel its tiny tongue lick my ankle from the inside.
I'm fairly sure it's moving when I sleep.
It's good to have a friend.
At least I think it's good to have a friend.
My windows got bent up while I was sle
MidnightsMidnights After the End of the WorldMidnights3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whenever I touch my eyes, they itch
That's the first problem I have with living here
Second is I'm dreaming, constantly, about bathtubs.
And every day there's something new inside
Yes, I said day, and every day's a night.
Every dawn I shut the drapes and pull
The slatted blinds across the outside of them,
And in the darkened day I dream of claw-foot bathtubs
And things that come up from the unlit drain
Things with wings that twitch and crawl, and children
And things that wrap too tight around my legs
Every night I'm up to watch the sunset
And as it falls I step outside my door
To see that from the balcony the city spreads,
all glittering beneath my tightened hands
(and over it glides creature after creature
Stranger than my bathtub-dreams, transmuted things)
And when they're close perhaps I hear them sing
(They sound like flutes.)
My allergies have been constant since the move
(I used to live in light, and was a priest?
It seems a l
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 37Everlasting Snow: Chapter 372 years ago in Romance More Like This
A cough startles you.
Someone clearing their throat.
It came from Jack.
You remove your head from his shoulder and look up at him questioningly.
His cheeks are flushed a bright red color, contrasting the pale whiteness of his skin. He’s still staring out over the city.
You sit up properly, his arm falling from you.
“Jack?” you ask, concerned. “Is everything okay?”
He nods, his snowy hair shining slightly in the light, the silver in it emphasized as moonbeams weave in and out of the strands, dancing amongst them.
“I, uh,” he chokes out. He’s obviously nervous about something.
“I…have something to tell you,” he finally manages to say.
You raise your eyebrow. “Yes?” you say, curious. Is there something else about Jack Frost and his extraordinary abilities that you don’t yet know? Maybe it’s a deep, dark secret. Does he really know about your secret conversation with the moon and just didn’t sa
For YouListen:For You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would be lying if I said that I didn't
Think of you every time I close my eyes,
That my mind doesn't wander to thoughts
Of you whenever I'm lonely,
That I don't whisper your name
While I sleep.
Truth be told, I am inevitably in love with you.
In a way that makes my heart skip a beat every time
I see you smile, every time I hear you laugh.
It's the fact that I still get butterflies whenever
You lightly whisper my name in my ear
That lets me know we are something more.
Nothing has ever seemed so comforting than
The feeling of your arms wrapped around my waist.
I smile up to you as we share a brief connection of
Soft lips and grazing teeth that makes me swoon.
Believe me when I say that I think of you
Every time I close my eyes,
That my mind always wanders to thoughts
Of you when I'm lonely,
That I whisper your name while I sleep.
Believe me when I say that I love you,
That there's nowhere I'd rather be
Than with you.
Punk!England X Reader: Christmas PresentThe window glass was fogged, a thin layer of frost crowded in the corners of the window pane as it overlooked the small blurs of London at night.Punk!England X Reader: Christmas Present2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well, morning, rather, seeing it was about a quarter till one in the morning and _(Name)_ could not seem to find any sleep in the dark, slow night. She sighed where she sat, her elbow propped up on the window sill while she sat on top of her comfortable, but lonely, mattress.
He said he would be back soon.
London was rather cold in the wintertime, especially during the night it seemed, as _(Name)_ found herself curled up, socks adorning her feet, and an over sized sweater hanging over her figure as she brought her knees up to her chest, relaxing as she watched the outside city beyond her bedroom and apartment walls.
Many nights, like tonight, _(Name)_ found herself unable to sleep and ended up wide awake at nights, watching the world go by without her.
She was sometimes too engrossed with the thought of where he might be sometimes, whe
Jack Frost x Reader: Don't Stop BelievingTitle: Jack Frost x Reader: Don't Stop BelievingJack Frost x Reader: Don't Stop Believing2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
AN: This is my first Jack Frost insert, so I hope I pulled it off nicely
You heard a small tap on your window and instantly your eyes shot open. There was a dark shadow outside your room, but you knew exactly who it was. You rushed over and silently opened the glass. "Jack, what are you doing here?" you shouted in a whisper. "If my father catches you--"
"So what?" he grinned, his brown eyes shimmering in the moonlight. "The snow's falling softly; I'll bet its the best time for a snowball fight!"
You sighed and shook your head. "Honestly, I don't know how you do it. You sneak out of your home almost every night to ask me to play with you. What would your mother say?" you scolded.
He didn't seem fazed at all. "Come on, I know you want to come out with me!" He held his hand out to you. "I promise I'll have you back in a few hou
BullyDark hallways that scream my name.Bully2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
They degrade me
Watching my pain
A tear drifts to the ground
It makes the loudest sound
Why do I subject myself to such pain?
Because, Its only because
I'm simply insane.
Jack Frost x Reader. The Night MeetingJack Frost x Reader. The Night Meeting2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You sat at your desk facing your computer,(eye c) eyes scanning web pages for something that maybe, just maybe, might put you in a good mood.
You brush your (hair c) bangs out of your eyes and rest your face on your hand, sighing all the while.
Your day had been going great up until now. In the morning your dad made you breasfast consisting of (various foods), and in the afternoon you went to see a movie with your friend (___).
You smile to yourself, knowing you are alone, and, quietly, you mutter out loud
" if only life were really like that..."
"if only life was just like in the movie-"
But before you could complete your sentence, your dad's voice, which was quite loud boomed through the house;He was yelling at the tv. He was louder than usual, due to the fact that he was drunk once again.
You hated when he was like this, and went out of your way to avoid him at all costs.
All was quiet again, but you waited a moment before you continued.
"if only somebody,or... anybody
JackXReader: One of your own JackXReader: One of your ownJackXReader: One of your own 2 years ago in Romance More Like This
:I have strep throat and didn't go to school today. I didn't feel like writing parts of stories I should be writing so here. Have this. I had the idea awhile ago. Cute and sad. I'ma post this on FF.net later:
Being a Guardian was hard. So very hard. Especially since being an Guardian meant you were a spirit, and being a spirit meant you were dead. Being dead meant you once lived life as a living organism. A human. Once being a human meant you had feelings and opinions. And Goals. You have big goals. One of which was to be a mother with not one, not two, but three children. One was not enough, two didn't seem right, but three was the perfect number. One thing that shaped this belief was because you were the oldest of three. You loved having two, not one, siblings to look down on and smile at.
But you were dead and brought back as a spirit. You were appointed as a guardian because of the powers you possessed were unlike
Kids These Days.I don’t have swag.Kids These Days.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have integrity.
I am not a boss.
I am a leader.
I’m not a hipster.
I do what I like.
I do not live only once.
I live every day of my life.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 1Everlasting Snow: Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
The fire crackles before you, telling you its history in a long-forgotten language. You sit on the floor in front of it, staring attentively back into its dancing flames, hypnotized by its tale that you can’t understand. It pops and bursts at moments of excitement, making your heart skip a beat even though you can’t quite figure out why.
Your fantasy book lays forgotten beside you as you listen, clutching to your hot chocolate and drawing your blanketed knees up as a makeshift table.
It’s quite talkative, really. But that tends to happen when you’ve been around for a very long time and someone finally sits down to listen to your story, even if they can’t understand you. You see, that’s the thing with fire. It can never quite get through its tale, whether it’s because it gets put out by the impatient or goes out because someone gets bored and neglects to fuel it.
All in all, it’s very excited that it has an audience today.
As the fire paus
Morning KissMorning Kiss4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ariel rested on the rock, her back to the shore. Her lower body was still in the water as her arms kept her up. She lazily flicked her tail back and forth, trying to look bored. Her eyes scanned the horizon for nothing, watching the gulls fly in circles. In all honesty, she didn't see them. Her whole being was tuned for movement on the shore behind her.
At the moment nothing was stirring other than the wind through the short grass farther up the sand. The only building for miles was quiet. Nothing moved. Ariel sighed and flicked the tips of her fins in and out of the water. She blew at her dry bangs, trying to get them out of her face. She was finally getting bored waiting for the impossible man to wake up.
Finally, after agonizing moments of waiting, a few creaks sounded from the house. Floorboards groaned and squeaked as the inhabitant moved around inside. She tilted her head, thinking as she listened. First the bathroom. Then coffee. Breakfast, and then..MAYBE he will finally come o
MorningsMornings After the End of the WorldMornings5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am woken in the middle of the dawn's light
By the sound of the butcher's knives going "swack"
In the apartment below
And the sounds of something tapping on the glass at my window.
It creaks at me, and whines and howls
But cannot break through uninvited.
Some rules still apply, even after the end of the world.
The tree rips up its roots and stalks away, unsatisfied.
There's a vampire on the phone
"Have you thought about life insurance?"
I tell her I'm not interested, one life's as good as another.
"Have you thought about eternal life, then?"
"Don't those two things cancel one another out?"
But does it really count if Earth corrodes like the weathermen say it will,
And the vampires are left in the trackless void of space
Wouldn't they explode from lack of air pressure, just like the rest of us?
There's nothing in my place but saltine crackers
Of course, the grocery stores will give you a line of credit for a skin sample
But then there
Wings of DespairWings of Despair:Wings of Despair2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A momentary glance toward the birds in the sky;
Makes me feel like I am soaring; with a hope to fly.
But the chilling winds that wrap me, reflect the cold of this day
And the icy frost that batters me, chips me away...
It drains the very breath from me, as though the ice is locked within
I feel my hope is fading again; like a jar of captured wind...
Where once my will was strong and boundless; now it sits on broken wastes
I must admit this crushing despair, it feels as bad as it tastes....
From the moment that I acquired them, these were ugly tattered wings
They were made from my despair, and bound in bitter strings....
Like permanent fixtures, of sorrows and tears;
They are laced with poison, and embedded fears....
On the edge of my sanity, I hear the voices keening;
These are lives that are lost while the creature is breathing...
It's a snippet of darkness, a shard of me!
A hidden part that you will never se
Fat GirlI am the girl with the pretty faceFat Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who 'could be so beautiful'
I had to develop a personality
Had to become funny and likeable
Had to perfect the art of the one-minute introduction
And I am not lovely
I am personable
I am not the ingénue
I am the character actress
I will say "yes."
That is what separates us from the pack.
We will say "yes."
And we will make jokes at our own expense
We will learn to laugh when someone pokes our belly
We will flirt without fear
Because we've already been shot down so many times
That what is one more rejection?
We will live life like others cannot
Full of reckless abandon
And joy and fun and laughter
Because the quickest way to learn to not give a fuck
Is to be one of us
For we have been so downtrodden
We have been so shamed
That we've grown callouses on our BMIs
And if you call me fat,
I will laugh and say, "Obviously."
Darling, if you wear your pain like armor
No one can use it to hurt you
And in the end, we will all be the same
And we will all fee
You Could Be My JulietRight about now,You Could Be My Juliet5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She'll be closing her eyes and hiding the hurt
Where you never thought to look.
But it didn't matter too much anyways
Since you were too in love with someone else
To stick around.
So why bother?
Right about now,
You'll be lighting up another cigarette
Because it seems you never know what to say
When it really matters.
You had to find out the hard way
That love doesn't work on a one-way street
And neither does your lighter.
Right about now,
You'll barely be hanging on
And it's becoming more clear with each passing day
How much she meant to you.
I guess you never realized
That if you changed a few letters,
Her name could be Juliet,
Even if you're the farthest thing from a Romeo.
Just FriendsIt’s been a long time since I sat next to a friend,Just Friends8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and looked in his eyes
while he held my hand.
I never imagined this would happen to us,
two broken hearts healing
nearly destroyed by lust.
All night I hoped that you wouldn’t see
how much I adored
the way you laughed and teased.
I made the first mistake long before your kiss,
as I spent the whole night
staring at your lips.
It took all my strength to push you away,
to ask you to wait for another time
The truth is I would love to be with you,
but we both still have so much