Judges.Why does everyone judge me?Judges.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why does everyone think I'm lying?
Why does everyone misjudge me?
Why does nobody want me dying?
Why does the world need me?
If they all think I lie cheat and steal?
I've done it! (I'll have to check... Let me)
Why does it all seem so evil and surreal?
I love you... (Huh, sure you do.)
These judges, this nightmare,
Why do they judge me for what I do?
These people who think I am without a care.
Why does this world seem so evil, so surreal?
Am I really here, persecuted and accused?
Why everyone here think I lie, cheat and steal?
Is this really real, or have I been lied to, cheated and used?
Suffocate“I didn’t want him,” she says. “I wanted something, something I saw in the eyes of Libby, Sam, Sandi, and Agnes. Something that would have made our new world, our safe world, a home. Children were a part of that world and so I found myself a child. Perhaps, I thought, I would love him and everything would fall into place. Perhaps with a child I could be content with safety, and normality, and a world without knives taped on mop heads.” A cold smile. “I still catch myself thinking that. I still think that maybe tomorrow will be the day where I can fall asleep with the lights on.”Suffocate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carmen’s features are stark and cold; like the chiseled lines of Soviet propaganda etched onto an icy street corner. A straight decided nose, high sharp cheekbones, and thin pinched lips. Her eyes are black. We sit together in a small, bare walled, room on a pair of fold up chairs.
I frown. “You mean off?”
“No. I mean on. During the war
New Dawn - Part 9 Part 9New Dawn - Part 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The ambulance had arrived in a couple of minutes and transported Kakuzu to the nearest hospital while the rest of them, including Hidan followed right behind in Peins car. It was a bit tight considering the fact that they were 9 people in a car that was normally built for 4-5, but somehow they all made it.
Currently Hidan was placed on a bench outside of the hospital, impatiently waiting for the others to come out. Being too much of a coward he had decided to rather wait outside. He couldnt seem to get that carving feeling out of his chest. He was over tensed and incredibly worried about Kakuzus present state. His head tilted up as he saw his friends walking out of the large gates. Hidan didnt spoke but they all could read his face, without any words understanding what he wondered.
Pein was the first one to speak. Take it easy, hes alive. He said and Hidan relaxed a bit. Hes not even that badly injured The pier
The A-Team [Phan]I see him every day; small boy, dark hair, pale face, skinny frame, startling blue eyes. I know his name is Phil, everyone knows his name is Phil. Nobody really knows how he got like this, a poor boy on the streets, selling his body for money drugs. But there’s an unspoken taboo of helping him. It makes me sad, and I wish there wasn’t because it’s obvious that he desperately needs help.The A-Team [Phan]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turn the corner from school and see him. Like always, he’s just wandering the streets. This time last month his landlord kicked him out, after he couldn’t keep up with the rent, which I always thought was cruel. But now he wanders, evidently hoping that someone will give him work. I can’t imagine he likes his ‘work’ very much, but that appears to be the only thing that he can do.
By the look of him today, he hasn’t had anything to eat or drink in a while. Looks as if he’s sober. I mean sober from drugs. Is there a word for that? I don’t
[French Poetry] Impitoyables ravagesLa vie s'écoule et navigue l'humain[French Poetry] Impitoyables ravages3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sur l'éternelle rivière qui nulle digue n'atteint,
A la recherche continue du sempiternel bonheur
Qui oublie toute larme et efface les pleurs.
Mais sans foi ni lumière, leur vide regard
Ne sait constater que du but ils s'égarent,
Que leur esprit ravageur à la perte les conduit,
Démolissant cette Terre, dont résonnent les cris.
Maël Shanti, le 06 janvier 2010
Tears (FranceXReader)It was two weeks ago now. That day, the one that made your world fall apart.Tears (FranceXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were still in the hospital, not really for the physical injuries you'd obtained in the crash, but more the mental trauma.
The images still replayed themselves over and over again in your mind. Like a broken record, doomed to repeat itself to the damnation of time. Broken. Just like yourself.
You shuddered, wrapping your thin, bandaged arms around your cold body. You started rocking yourself, tears threatening to fall.
"Ma chérie, how are yo-" a familiar voice started to say, but it cut itself off quickly. Immediately, you felt yourself being cradled in Francis' warm arms. You buried your face in your knees, trying and failing to hide your sobs from him. Your lank (h/c) hair fell forward, obscuring your face from his vision.
Your brother's grinning face appeared in your mind, generating more tears from the sobbing wreck you'd become.
Your tears chocked you and you didn't want the Frenchmen t
Thousand Years - Jack FrostThousand Years - Jack Frost3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The winter nipped at my neck, creating an elaborate tattoo of goose bumps trailing down my back and curving around my legs. A ghost of a smile crossed my face. The wind created the sensation of lips speaking into my ear, offering words of admiration and comfort. My feet carried me across the fast-coating snow, towards my favorite place to think. The trees safe-guarded me from any enemy, and twisted around a large hill. I felt completely blanketed by nature, which became more frequent as winter approached. A branch underneath my feet snapped, scarring some nearby winter birds to take flight. I spun, gazing at the white sky with amazed eyes. The world was starting to get back the mystery, the whole reason I still exit my home. I had a large smile, with teeth showing and eyes squinting. "If only you could see," I breathed, wrapping my cloak more firmly around myself before hurrying over to the lake that froze every winter.
Just as promised, the water had stilled, with a hard surface and s
DWOAH: JTK vs JTHMDWOAH: JTK vs JTHM3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deadliest warriors of all history
Jeff the killer vs Johnny the homicidal maniac
Jeff the killer info:
Height: 5 foot 8
Weight: 160 pounds
Weapons: Butcher's knife
Strengths: Jeff's 'unique' appearance (bleach white skin, no eye lids and a Joker's grin carved into his face) helps to easily instil a feeling of utter terror in his victims, he is very strong and can escape a murder scene without leaving a trace
Weaknesses: Jeff is completely insane and being so he seems to have no concern for his own health, willing to walking down a guns line of sight to get his next kill
Johnny the homicidal maniac info:
Height: 5 foot 9
Weight: 115 pounds
Weapons: A wide array of weapons that he keeps on his person and around his house, mainly Knives and other bladed weapons, a Pistol that he keeps hidden in his house and very rarely uses
Strengths: Despite being bone thin and very underweight Johnny has shown surprising strength, able to overpower and pin down people more than twice his size, he is ve
RotG a snowy love story ch5EndingRotG a snowy love story ch53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack was playing with some children, or better said they played while he was sitting in the snow looking any where but to the ones he was bringing fun to. One of the children turned to him wondering about him and dropped his snowball walking closer. “Hey Jack, what's wrong?”
“Huh? Oh it's nothing Jamie. Just keep playing okay?” Jack said looking at him faking a smile.
“You sure Jack? You didn't look that much happy.”
“I'm fine I promise.”
Jamie sat down in front of him staring at him in deep though and frowned slightly because of it. Then he laid a hand at Jack's forehead as if he might be ill but Jack removed the hand. “I can't get ill Jamie. I'm always this cold.”
“What is it then?” Jamie pouted. He wanted to know what's wrong with his guardian friend. He saw there was something as Jack never had been like that before. But Jack just looked away trying to avoid the situation but instead he saw Wynne
Union Jack Underwear (SH series)Union Jack Underwear (SH series)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
...A pair of Union Jack underwear. You giggled holding them up. There's no way you couldn't get them right? .... Stop looking at me like that. Anyway, after you scanned the rest of the tables and didn't find anything else, you walked to the counter and bought them.
Cheerily, you walked to the exit when a hand grasped your shoulder, forcing you to stop mid-stride. "Yes?" As you turned you saw a blond green-eyed guy panting. "You okay?" "Yes yes. But please," He said, looking at you," those pants you just bought, well err, they happen to belong to me." He was quite handsome you noticed and incredibly embarrassed.
"...No, they're mine." You didn't catch his drift, simply raising your eyebrow. "Look, I didn't mean to put them up for sale, it was a mistake. I'm really sorry, but they kind of mean a lot to me, so could I have them back? I'll give you the money back of course." The guy pleaded, turning very red.
"Erm.... Well sure I guess." His face brightened up but he blinked wh
TattooHear me read itTattoo3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I splashed black ink onto your spine;
unintentional as I frenzied and fawned
to try and catch the elusive thought.
You patiently waited for me to return,
out of breath and triumphant, with my trophy.
We hung it on wood next to the elk.
In my haste to write of the love of you,
I'd written in you. I'd marked you as mine,
as my words intoxicated your weak heart.
The ink had permeated your flesh, your blood,
until it silted, deep inside you,
a permanent, unedited, tattoo of our love.
The Unseen LifeThe Unseen Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Unseen Life
I thought pain was created to fade
But it seems like my life was crafted to break
So I apologize to the mirror and say "I'm sorry, it's too late."
I can't even look at my own face, as I can never accept my mistakes
I realize that I am brokenly made
My mind bleeds away the memories I've wasted
Remorse begins to slowly fill in the gaps that are left
This stained razor blade leaves every dark moment perfectly divided
I try not to indulge in act of prayer, because I refuse to ever confess
Even in death I will never rest
All visible colors descend into the ground
And time drifts off to sleep
Every sharp outline ascends into the clouds
As this reality begins to dream
This world has truly abandoned me
I keep on doing what I've done
So I can't deny that I've forsaken hope
I couldn't stop the emptiness once it had begun
But I had no other choice, because I was left alone
All I have ever had was myself to disown
Dawning self-hatred with no e
Fury of the East- Part 1The air was hot, laden with the heavy scents of wet things and muck. Blue clouds toiled the sky like swarms of locusts, hardly moving in the absence of desert wind.Fury of the East- Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
From where she stood ankle-deep in muddy sand, Svana looked with annoyance to the sky. The Wet Season was just beginning. It brought about a change so intense that the Dunes of Xi'Lena sweat with agony.
A climate-control pyramid was situated just behind her. It was nothing but a runoff for water now, the Dokkaebi were long gone. Never again could the temperatures be altered by the flick of a gallant wrist. Instead, the climate was changing through a more fearsome process.
750 feet in front of her, where the gentle swan-curving neck of the glistening slopes ended, began amassing heavy sheets of ice. There was no heat in that area, and no rain that had touched the ground had been liquid. Svana's troops had already tested it. The air was so cold that a ghoul could feel the profound sting of death on his cheeks. Just a simple,
He's Your PainkillerHe's Your Painkiller4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's the distant 22nd century, and chaos has reigned over the earth for the last 150 years. Like a monster, the destroyer of worlds flew over the sky, like a banshee, screaming terrifyingly over the world.
Faster than a bullet,
Enraged and full of anger, he's half man and half machine,
Rides the metal monster,
Breathing smoke and fire,
Closing in with vengeance, soaring high!
He is the Painkiller,
This is the Painkiller!
But then, out of the smoke and ashes, came a similar being, riding his own chariot. However, this one was different. He looked holy, almost God-like, and he went after the destroyer, and they fought the great fight. Bloodshed and hate was the only thing that could be felt.
Mankind on it's knees,
A savior comes for out the skies in answers to their pleas,
Through boiling clouds of thunder,
Blasting bolts of steel,
Evil's going under deadly wheels!
He is the Painkiller,
This is the Painkiller!
Gataki mouGataki mou3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was always sunny where he was. An occasional cloud would pass over the sun, but sandy winds would quickly protest and sent it away. The heat was nearly unbearable, even for those who had been born and raised in the forsaken desert.
Heracles knew what the people in the caravan thought of him. As a Greek boy, sold into Egypt along with his brother, they thought him of less worth. As a slave, they thought him a strange contradiction. He was often found sleeping and lazing about, but he never left a job undone. His broad shoulders carried dense muscles that held the capability to lift an ox right off of the sandy ground.
It was no mystery, the man was strange. But needed much y the large caravan. His exemplary way with the animals and strong back made him valuable. The same couldn't be said as much... for his older brother.
"Oi! There you are!" Sadiq's gruff and annoyed voice sounded in the Greek slaves' ear. Heracle's sleepy green eyes looked up to meet his brother's. "Playing with the
CLOSED!!!!CLOSED!!!!3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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rise of the undead armyrise of the undead army11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My rising was so glorious
Yet so humbling was my fall
I had failed in my duty
Yet I'd given it my all
Mine eyes hath been decievéd
And my ears told only lies
I was cheated out of victory
And fell to my demise
I was stricken when defenceless
To the center of the earth
Where I rested for an era long
To wait for my rebirth
I formed a looming army
Made of evil and undead
With a purpose to reclaim the land
The evil in my stead
I was steady, I was patient
I was sure to make them pay
Those who show no heart nor mercy
To whoever they betray
I disciplined my army
And prepared them up for war
For a battle of the likes of which
Were never seen before
Then we rised up from the darkness
Like a phoenix from a flare
To plunge our opposition
In a flurry of despair
They were caught off guard
And staggered to the panic that ensued
As they had done to me
And so I'll finish off this feud
The light was cast away
And so my quest was now complete
I had proven them my victory
And recovered my defeat
FOR THE L
.:House:. Romano x Reader.:House:. Romano x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ok so for the people who don't know Antonio is Spain and Lovino (Lovi) is Romano~
"What the hell does that even mean?!?"
"Exactly!" This is what happened every morning at Lovino's when you came and visit. You and Lovino have been friends for a long time now and always had an argument everyday, what a strange relationship you have there.
Lovino stares at you quietly his eye twitching slightly. "Fine you win this time!" He takes a sip of water.
"Awww yeah!" You hold your hand up for a high-five at Antonio. Antonio is usually there just to make matters... well... Entertaining
"Eh, ________, you should apologize to Lovi~ He is very sensitive!" Antonio goes over to Lovino and starts stroking his head in a very motherly like manner . You giggle at that
"EHHH?! ANTONIO!!!!" Lovino's face turns red and whacks him.
"Ouch!" Antonio steps back and comes back to his seat
infinite/opposite.being an adult means knowinginfinite/opposite.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that there are things much scarier
than spiders, or snakes, or clowns.
the ocean, for one.
losing your parents.
empty tequila bottles.
waking up, still reaching
for someone who left you
a long time ago.
i live like there’s an end for me
because there is.
plants will wilt.
forests will burn down.
eventually, even the stars will burn out.
people will come to us.
they will touch us. they will hurt us.
they may keep us. they may not.
but i never hold on too tight
because when it’s time, my time,
i’ll only be letting go.
the heart has valves
that constantly open and close
giving love, taking love.
and my best advice
is to be selfish.
know when you’ve had enough.
know when you deserve better.
close the valves and
keep some love for yourself.
know that you are perfect
even if you eat that second cheeseburger
because there’s magic in this world.
we’re proof of it.
is fear o
Naruto Fanfic - The summer holiday - Part 3Naruto Fanfic - The summer holiday - Part 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*** Before reading part 3 of this fanfic ,I'd like you to read part 1 & 2 so you understand the story . Link for Part 1 & 2 in description . If you already read Part 1 & 2 ,then , Enjoy Part 3 ***
You thinking : This Uchiha isn't that bad ... Hmm ... I shall give him a chance ...
You : Waaaait! What am I thinking about .
You thinking : He still has fangirls ...
Sasuke : ''Are you OK ?'' he asked as he tapped your shoulder
You : ''Mmm'' you say as you nod
Kiba shows up with a huge watermelon .
Kiba : Anyone wanna play?
Everyone shouting : YES !!!
The boys had to blindfold a girl . They choose .... you . You get blindfolded and Orochimaru gives you a stick (which looks like a baseball one) .The boys place the watermelon somewhere on the sand and the girls had to help you find it . If you could find it ,you and the girls ate it without giving any to the boys . If you get wet ,then the boys have the watermelon , the girls getting none . The game begins . The girls were shouting .
it's like a trainwreckI hate him, I really do.it's like a trainwreck6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I hate how he pulled me into the other room even though we had a meeting not five minutes from now. He said we had enough time. I didn't think so.
I hate how he gave me that stupid grin before he kissed me, like he was happy about something. I didn't see anything to be happy about.
I hate how sloppy his lips are against mine, and when he gets excited he kisses too hard and our teeth click together. He pushes me up against the wall and boxes me in; I hate it when he does that because I'm already standing on my toes just to reach him.
It's a strange feeling when his tongue is against mine, and I hate how he doesn't realize how long it really is. His hands slide down my sides and up the back of my shirt - they're ice cold against my burning hot skin. I hate how he doesn't know I don't like that.
And I hate how just when I'm about to push him away, his mouth leaves mine and goes elsewhere, trailing soft kisses along my jawline. His breath is hot against