Hetalia Apartments HetaliaXReader Ch 2You woke up tired and sore. After moving and umpacking all day yesterday you just wanted to sleep for a week, but your growling stomach wouldn't let you. You walked to the fridge and opened it.Hetalia Apartments HetaliaXReader Ch 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Shit." You said when you opened the fridge and realized that your didn't have any food in there. The last thing you wanted was to go shopping for groceries. But your stomach demanded it. Suddenly there was a knock on your door.
You opened it to see a boy with slightly wavey blond hair that reached his shoulders. He had eyes of the sofestest shade of purple. He was wearing a red hoodie and black jeans. He might have been related to Alfred. But there were two things that caught your attention. The cute shade of pink across his face and the delicious stack of pancakes he had in his hand.
"Hi, I'm Mathew. I..uh live next door a-and wanted to give you these." He said shyly. It took everything you had not to glomp him right there.
"Thanks so much Mathew! You have perfect timing too, I was hungry." Yo
ThousandsI'm sixteen,Thousands2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Doubt I'll see thirty
Hopefully my blade'll be dirty
And I'll die.
I don't want to die;
Just want it to stop,
Everything in my head
Telling me I'm better off dead.
I cut myself,
I said it.
Just read it.
I'm just some kid
Behind a screen,
So why should you care?
I'm not just 'some kid';
I'm the ones people laugh at,
I'm not a minority;
I'm a majority.
All those kids alone,
That death will come.
We're not hopeless.
We hope for
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.Blood Brothers2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
Bipolar DisorderLook over your shoulder. They're watching you.Bipolar Disorder2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tighten your stomach muscles.
Bounce your leg up and down.
"Are you okay?"
Don't say anything.
Feel it, feel the thoughts melting from your mind.
"What are you doing?"
They're behind you.
Kill them before they kill you.
Please save me.
Crazy. You're crazy.
No one wants you.
Pull the trigger.
"Please tell me what's wrong."
You wouldn't understand.
"Who are you? I don't know you anymore."
I'm a nobody.
I am Bipolar Disorder.
... "I don't know."
My Own HellI think of waysMy Own Hell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To waste away
With this time left unpaid
I sit and reflect
On the breath in my chest
And the words left unsaid
I rot and writhe in darkness
My heart helpless and a mess
Filled with this sick unrest
I look up and see nothing
I look inside and see worse than nothing
I watch the lies and hear the sighs
The lonely breaths of emptiness
Into an empty world only I know
The one I created for myself
You may breach the castle walls
But the stone will never crumble
And the fortress will never fall
Who hears the cries of a helpless child
Who hears the cracking of a broken heart
Who hears the death of a dying smile
Watch the words twist in agony
Writhing upon the cold hard ground
Burning to ash like paper set to flame
A dead world unknown to others
Wrapped in words of hurt
And fires that burn forever
The plains of Hell never looked so heavenly
Anything you want...CaptainAnything you want...Captain3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Title: Anything you want...Captain
Characaters/Pairings: F!Smuggler (Briseis) & Corso Riggs
Disclaimer: If you haven't played the Smuggler story line in SWTOR then you are in for some spoilers.
Risha sighed as she sat in the chair beside Corso. She'd agreed to explain things to Corso for the Captain. As another woman in this line of work Risha completely understood the need for Briseis to keep pushing Corso away even though everyone on the ship was aware the Captain cared deeply for the backwater country boy. Risha didn't claim to understand the attraction but that didn't matter now.
"Do you need something Risha?" Corso asked as he absently worked on his favorite blaster Torchy. Skavik had heavily modded it and Corso was restoring her to his desired settings.
She cleared her throat, "Corso, why do you keep chasing the Captain. Can't you realize she keeps push
Hetalia Apartments ch 3 HetaliaXreaderYou and Eliza were in her apartment having some (tea/soda/beer ect.) when there was a knock on her door.Hetalia Apartments ch 3 HetaliaXreader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Eliza went to answer the door coming back into the living room with four other irls.
"Hey so your (name)?" An asian girl who was about a bit shorter than you said.
"Yeah." You say.
"Oh its so nice to meet you." Said a girl with sandy blond hair and pretty purplish eyes and a big er...chest.
"(name) this is Kat." Eliza said pointing to the girl with the big chest, "And her sister Natalia" Eliza pointed to the girl nest to Kat. the girl glared at you a bit.
"This is Mei." She said pointing to the asian girl next to her.
"And this is Lilly." Eliza said pointitng to the girl who looked very similar to Vash.
"Hey its nice to meet you all." You say.
"So (name) how do you like it so far?" Lilly asked.
"Oh this place is...lively that's for sure but I quite enjoy it." You said.
"Oh you haven't even met half teh people in the building." Mei said.
"Well who have you met?" Kat asked.
LabelsAttention seeker?Labels2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe fighting for acception.
Rather, suffering rejection...
Maybe breaking for direction...
Perhaps dying for correction...
Maybe hurting for affection..
So maybe before you label someone just because you don't feel a connection...
Maybe fix yourself before you point out imperfections.
This is My RageLet it fall,This is My Rage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let it crash down around me.
I don't care anymore.
Let it burn,
Let me suffer.
It's all I do anymore.
This is my rage
This is my anger.
I've finally given up.
Let it hurt,
Let it die.
You can't save me,
So don't try.
Nova x Seamus Chapter 3 FAN FICATTENTION!- JUST A HEADS UP, THIS IS A FAN FIC OF "GUY ON GUY" IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE ENOUGH THEN YOU CAN JUST GTFO IT MAY GET GRAPHIC SO ONLY THE MATURE PLEASE READ thankyou PLZ COMMENT I LOVE READING COMMENTS!Nova x Seamus Chapter 3 FAN FIC3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I didn't sleep that night, my head spun and wouldn't slow down.
What was that? was he joking? was he serious? Seamus cant be gay. The sun rose and surrounded the room warming me, I rolled off the air mattress and proceeded to lay there until there was a knock on my door making me bound to my feet. The door swung open and the one I feared at that moment stood shirtless in the door way, revealing his pale chest with no sign of fat, yet no sign on abs either (sadly.) He smirked and slid over a plain black v-neck over himself,
"Jordan told my to bring you downstairs"
I nod with the image of his shaved chest still there, he leaned on the door watching.
I then stomped angrily towards him slamming the door making him fall backward,
"ow?" I hear him complain from the other side. I sat o
Dream Of A SongbirdMy mind runs through depressing timesDream Of A Songbird2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
While tides of loneliness pass me by
And for the final night I fall and lie
With you in my arms, I cough and cry
I do not like this world of mine
For accusing me of many a crime
This world knows naught but how to lie
And it clips my wings so I may not say goodbye
And until I relax and fall and die
I shall not know peace nor heavenly flight
So for this last night, I lie and cry
With you in my arms, I dream to fly
Nova x Seamus Chapter 1 FAN FICATTENTION!- JUST A HEADS UP, THIS IS A FAN FIC OF "GUY ON GUY" IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE ENOUGH THEN YOU CAN JUST GTFO IT MAY GET GRAPHIC SO ONLY THE MATURE PLEASE READ thankyouNova x Seamus Chapter 1 FAN FIC3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
&& btw this is before what happens in the prologue PLZ SHOW SUPPORT BY COMMENTING!
I walked into the house dropping my bags to the floor while inspecting the hallway, I took a slight glance into the ugly green coloured room beside me and looked back to Hordon (Jordon-Kootra) who was beside me standing there not speaking, just watching. Suddenly he opened his mouth with a big smile "would you like a tour?" my ears were still ringing and I felt extremely tired. "No" I sighed "just take me to my room please" Hordon dropped the smile and without a complaint said "sure" and started to walked past me towards the stairs. I grabbed my bags and followed him up the stairs, as im almost at the top he stops and looks back to me with an unreadable expression. "Which one is mine?" I ask, "your first you call dibs" exci
Nova x Seamus Chapter 6 FAN FICATTENTION!- JUST A HEADS UP, THIS IS A FAN FIC OF "GUY ON GUY" IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE ENOUGH THEN YOU CAN JUST GTFO IT MAY GET GRAPHIC SO ONLY THE MATURE PLEASE READ thankyouNova x Seamus Chapter 6 FAN FIC3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I could hear his every heartbeat, every breath, I could feel his muscles tense, holding me tighter against his body, his lips hovered over me ear as he whispered something soft, it took me a few seconds to understand what he had said
I swallow as his fingers gripped tighter, He knew I was awake the whole time,
"what does he know?"
his voice was soothing I strangely felt relaxed,
he leaned in closer to my ear
"he doesn't need to know about this" he taunted as he bit my ear softly and seductively,
I pulled away and turned to face him, for once I wasn't speechless with questions, but with butterflies. His eyes held no specific colour in the darkness of the room, his lips didn't hold his normal smirk either, he still held his grip on me and I watched his eyes close as
Writer's BlockI have stumbled upon a barricadeWriter's Block2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Stumbled upon” is too elegant of a phrase to use here though, I’ve decided
More like I ran right into it
With my face mushed up against a window
And I’m looking through
My hands are around my face; attempts to prevent glare from violating my vision
I’m looking through but I cannot see
It’s like someone turned out the lights on the other side
Like someone pulled down the blinds
I have sat down with my back to this door
For I have temporarily given up to rest my sight
I have gone blind it seems
My strength is slowly but surely fading away
And I lose my balance…
My back hits the door && I fall through.
Sweetest MemoriesThe world turns coldSweetest Memories4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you're not around.
All my smiles turn into frowns.
You said you would never leave,
But I guess this was inevitable.
It was a lie when you said
Our love was impenetrable.
People cast glances
Every now and then.
But I sit down alone,
Trying to pretend.
Is what I say when it's not.
It's too bad I still remember
What others have forgot.
The flame flickers and,
For a second, I just hope.
Then the light goes out and I realise
It's not worth the mope.
You're still in my heart,
Even though you've met your end.
I say I've moved on,
Yet I can't help but pretend.
What would life be like,
If you were only here?
The answer rings in my ears
Loud and clear.
No matter what,
You'll always be near.
In a place where I store
All my sweetest memories.
-My mind-2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
s h u t u p.
Too many "fuck you's"
that morph into
drip off this
Try and make it better. Fail. Try again. Break down.
So many faults
that seem to just
turn me into someone
Look into the mirror. See nothing but a clone. Fabrication. No longer me.
I stare and want
to break that glass
so that I can also
b r e a k.
Try and say something. Turns into nothing but rage. Take it out on you.
This shattered heart
only wants to make it
and become one again.
"I want to hate you."
"But I can't."
"So I hate me instead."
"But why won't this stop?"
"Why can't you make it stop?"
"...it's not my fault."
Say what you want to say. Honest brutality.
"H E L P M E"
It's time for me to
s h u t u p.
I Met MeToday I met a girl,I Met Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and she asked, "How are you?"
"Just fine," I replied.
She said, "No, tell me what's true."
Perplexed, I stopped and stared.
She was young, no older than eight.
Her eyes were still innocent.
They knew no hate.
"What did you say?"
I asked in confusion.
"You know what I mean," she said.
This girl was in a delusion.
Trying to be kind,I replied,
"No I do not."
She frowned and replied,
"You lie quite a lot."
Now I was agitated.
What does this girl know?
Acting like she's so intelligent.
I'll just tell her to go.
"Let me explain!"
She exclaimed in haste.
"I know you're not alright.
I know you feel misplaced."
How in the world?
Who is this little girl?
"But I'm here to say you'll be alright.
Though your friends will leave,
leave you feeling alone and cold,
you'll find a reprieve."
"So just stay strong
because I know you can do it."
How? Who are you?
I wished she would quit.
Suddenly it was silent,
and I turned to see,
but there was no one there at al
Hetalia Apartments HetaliaXReader Ch 1You were hauling some boxes into your new apartment. You were moving in to the Hetalia Apartments which were amazing. The rent was reasonable and the apartments were gorgeous. But damn this box was heavy. You waited outside the elevator carring the last box up and boy did it weigh a ton.Hetalia Apartments HetaliaXReader Ch 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Excuse me ma'am but would you like some help?" A voice said from behind you. You turned to see a tall blond man with striking blue eyes. And if you didn't know any better he had a slight german accent.
"Miss?" He asked again. You realized you were starring and started to blush.
"Uh..if it wouldn't be too much trouble." You said finding your voice. He grabbed the heavy box from your arms relieving your sore arms. You got into the elevator and pushed the button for the third floor. You peeked at the man from the corner of your eyes. You could see that he was well built and had amazing muscles, not that you were staring or anything. The door rang open and you walked out with the handsome man following yo
SometimesI’m afraid to sleep sometimes.Sometimes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The thoughts of “what if I don’t wake up this time” cloud my head sometimes.
Not that the world would stop, if I didn’t wake up.
Everything would keep going as usual, time would be undisturbed.
Experience is Everything and NothingExperience is Everything and Nothing2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Everything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;
However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.
So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.
And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.
Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.
a sliver of the galaxyto the star girl on the edge of my tongue:a sliver of the galaxy1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
your hair dye is fading; you are a patch work
quilt comprised of sleepless nights and
the world around you romanticizes
the sadness that fills you like a broken well,
but you know they’re wrong --
having a darkness that threatens
to overwhelm you every single moment
isn’t glamorous at all.
you’ve started to trace your skin
with a knife again, itching to press
a little harder, to draw on your body
the only way you know how.
but you won’t.
because that will mean
that you’re just as far gone
as they think you are.
and there’s still a sliver inside of you
that doesn’t want to let go.
--the girl on the other side of your mirror
Within Chains: Chapter 33 DarknessWithin Chains: Chapter 33 Darkness2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 33 Darkness
You better take full advantage of my mercy Link. When you recover, I intend to make you suffer. I intend to torture you. I intend to be in you and I intend to mark you.
I wake up and feel surprisingly comfortable. I thought I had fallen asleep sitting up with my hands bound be hind me and my head resting against the wall.
How is it I am comfortable?
I open my eyes and with what little light there is, I can make out that I am lying down on something comfortable. A mattress? I sit up and see without any complications, that I can move.
I glance down and see my hands are no longer bound. They are free but how?
I glance around the dark room, searching for some explanation but find none. I come to the conclusion that it was Ghirahim. He said it himself he was the only one who could access this room.
But why? Why did he do this? What is he trying to prove? I don't understand.
I slowly get up off the mattress. My body screams in protest. It