To Wake...Must now I rise?To Wake...5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My spirit in shambles,
this life to pay cost.
Am I to rest?
A corpse set in-ground.
Hallowed the reminder,
echos silence as sound.
Yet be still I must,
no breath shall I take.
I long to stay dreaming...
For Hell is to wake.
Mistletoe kissMistletoe kissMistletoe kiss3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
england x reader
Everywhere you looked was snow. And from the sky it was falling as well. God you loved it!
The trees had lights and couples holding hand in the park. You could even dance on the frozen lake. Your friend, Alfred, invited you for his Christmas party this year. It started in just over an hour and you were close by his house. But you didn't want to go there yet so you went to the park.
You looked at the couples who were making out or walking hand in hand. 'Dude! You'll meet someone when you come over this year!' you thought as Alfred words spun in your head. 'It's my bro from England, and that dude needs a girl!' you softly laughed at those words from him. And the face he made was just so dramatic!
Why were you his friend again? Oh yeah.. 'cause he came up for you as a 'hero' in high school. Plus he made you smile whenever you were around him. He was more of a big brother to you.
In your red coat you finally made your way to h
ShipI missed you todayShip1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I regretfully say,
My feelings are tides
moving every which way
The image of you
shall be washed apart,
As the shore and the ocean
do gently depart
And the way that my feet
left prints on the sand,
Is the way that I felt
when you held my hand
But it's time to move on,
this ship's found new land,
The anchor is sunk,
and I will withstand
Book of Life ~Chapters of life are always unpredictable, but filled with events and scenarios where you get introduced to a lot of different characters. Later in the story they might become recurring characters, main characters or what they call “character of the page” which is people that just say hello and leave. But the tensions with all these characters make the book of life very exciting, mysterious and scary.Book of Life ~8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are the main character, and the lines get written as you go. All the decisions you make through your life will decide how the story continues. But for sure, when you die, there is no continue feature. So it’s very important to fill out those lines with the most exciting and fun you can think of. The only sad thing would be never publish it, or let other experience it. But funny enough along the lines of life you will share some of these chapters with, both by making some and tell the previous ones so they can get knowledge to your story.
But take into account that th
Safe Bet - Sherlock x Reader - Chapter TwelveTrailing the dirt path that led to the exit to the grounds, she pulled her jacket closer to her body as a cold piece of air swept across her. The path had been enclosed by soft tree branches that clung to one and other, tangling in their own embrace.Safe Bet - Sherlock x Reader - Chapter Twelve1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been ten minutes since she had managed to escape the wedding; dodging goodbyes and the prying eyes of the other guests. She managed to sneak out of the front door, mentally sending apologizes to both John and Mary.
She wished that she could stay longer, remain until the end of the wedding, but she had to find Sherlock. She had to make sure that he hadn't managed to get himself into god only knows what trouble.
She had attempted phoning him from her mobile, but he seemed to be ignoring her calls. She had left several voice-mails; asking him where he was and if he was okay and she would meet him back in the apartment and they could talk about it when either of them arrived home.
Strolling through the path she couldn't help but have an
The Dos and Don'ts of Fan OCsWhen someone really gets into a story, they like to imagine what it would be like if they were in said story. This leads to the birth of something known as "Fan Original Characters" - original characters that are designed to work with an already created universe/story of which they are a fan of. However, more often than not these characters are absolutely ridiculous, coming off as a Mary Sue or Gary Stu. These OCs try to do too much at once and often leave themselves no room to develop. In many ways, they're designed to be overpowering. This doesn't make for a good character though. So I'm here to go over what you should and shouldn't do when making a fan OC.The Dos and Don'ts of Fan OCs3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
When reading, please keep in mind this refers to when you first make your OC, not later on in their story. At the end of it all, I'm going to give two examples, one being a good fan OC and one being a bad fan OC, both created by me.
1. Create unique but not overpowering skills for your OC.
The biggest problem in fan OCs i
Mirror ~“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful of them all?”Mirror ~1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not me. That is what I think each time I look in the mirror. The feelings from my past has failed me before and made dark memories inside of my brain. The feeling of not being the one she wanted. Rejection came and rejection came again. I was never called handsome, sexy or anything such. People were kind; they didn’t call me ugly either. They just kept their mouths shut, for once.
So many times, I wish I was different, that I had another body build. So that perhaps she would not reject me? But what is beautiful? I never knew. All I did know is, I’m not part of it. So each time I look at myself in the mirror my heart silently cries.
In today’s society, you need to have the perfect eyes, be skinny and wear both make-up and fancy clothes that isn’t comfortable or affordable. But if I don’t do this, they will not like me. Why is that? What if I could just be beautiful for someone?
I'm Just SorryCan't tell why you're still here.I'm Just Sorry1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I only bring out your deep fear.
Constantly near panic attack.
Focusing on what you lack.
So afraid that I'll go away.
Why do you want me to stay?
You deserve more than me.
Really, what do you see?
Trying to be better for you.
I don't know what I can do.
I'll try whatever I can.
I'm just sorry for who I am.
You.You.You.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beautiful. A master of disguise.
You hide your true self behind all your lies.
And you got me to believe that it's not you, but it's me.
And I understand now, forever and always, this is how it's going to be.
This pain inside doesn't have a voice, just some eyes.
You're putting this light out, slowly it dies.
I had believed you'd put me back together,
and now realized that you aren't forever.
But your pain, your torture, your hate will go on.
Your soul will last long after you are gone.
So will I. I'll deal with you as long as I live.
And I've got nothing but my sadness to give.
Why do you still haunt me? How can I appease you?
After you had left, I truly believed we were through.
But you live on, an eternity of darkness, a sea of tears.
I used to be afraid of nothing, but you now compose all of my fears.
Your legacy will be a war song, a bitter tune.
Mine will be a sour symphony, my pain won't end soon.
Are you happy, wherever you are?
Because I know you torture me from afar.
Angels on Earth Do you believe that there are over natural powers roaming the earth surface? Do you think that some human shaped characters are hiding powers some could not believe exist?Angels on Earth 9 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
That some of the people around you could be angels or demons? That there are people with special access to the other sides, nirvana, heaven, death. That there are other people walk around without even knowing that they have powers, or any learning about how to use them.
If you are like me, and believe in different things that reflects to this. You got to listen to my story.
My name is Thomas. And I’m a Guidance Angel.
It all started when I was 7-8 years old. I started to hear a voice; I associated it with the Greek god Zeus. I could hear a voice that always answered when I had a question.
All I remember was that he told me, there was people with this gift, not too many, but some spread all over the world. All with different talents and different reasons and tasks that they were destined to attend here on earth.
Three roses (Valentine special~)You yawned, rubbing your tired eyes as you slouched into school. Maybe having an anime marathon wasn’t such a good idea after all... You wondered, dropping your bag to the floor as you twisted the numeric combination to your locker. Prising it open with a metallic squeak, you yawned sleepily once more, picking you books up to drop them into the corner.Three roses (Valentine special~)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A flash of colour caught your eye however, in fact several bright colours. Placing your books to the side of the curious things, you picked them up to examine them out of the darkness that lurked in the inside of your locker.
Three roses lay on your palm; one a bloody crimson, another a pristine white and the last one a vibrant lapis lazuli colour. Blinking in confusion, you looked around almost certain that these had been put in the wrong place.
When you turned back to your locker, you spotted a note. Picking it up, you set the roses down safely on top of your books.
Please meet me behind the school when the day is over.
Adventure Time (Fiolee, Page 1)Adventure Time (Fiolee, Page 1)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
(Right after the Bad Little Boy episode)
“What’s up little M?”
“Marceline! How long have you been here?!”
“Oh, long enough to see your pitiful attempt to get her to admit she likes you”
“I know she does, I just don’t know why she won’t tell me”
Marceline floated down to sit next to her brother. “Dude, you realize that she’s 15 right?”
“Yeah and I’m almost 1,000 years old. There is always going to be an age gap between us.”
“Well duh” She playfully smacked the back of his head. “What I mean is that your body is physically an 18 year old and you’re thinking like one.Fionna thinks and acts like a 15 year old. She’s not interested in boys, at least not the way you’d like her to be.”
Marshall sighed again slowly lowering his head between his knees. “I know, but really care about her, more than a silly crush. I wa
The Ugly GirlThe ugly girl crumples to the floor, and with a slight moan pulls herself into a kneeling position. Blinded by the light in the room or perhaps, the light that is the room she hangs her head, hoping that the curtain of her matted dark hair will keep the burning light from paining her eyes. The dark curtain helps, but some streaks of light come through and sting her skin. She imagines she can smell burning hair where the light tries to get through, but she knows the smell isnt there. Nothing about that light is really destructive.The Ugly Girl6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
There is silence. Another smell reaches her nostrils but this one is real, not imagined. It is the stink of the rags she wears. They are the traditional clothing worn by those across the Border, and she has been wearing them so long that she had thought she was used to the smell. However, in this room of light, the odor seems particularly pungent.
As the stink grows stronger, she realizes she is blushing. She is embarrassed here. For
I'm Blue (Poem)I'm Blue (Poem)10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm Blue. But so are you.
Look at the sky and look at the sea.
Whenever it rains, whenever we freeze.
Blue is the common pattern of everyone.
I walk around the street and see them stare, before they ignorantly leave out of fear.
A society that don't care, makes me question of why I'm here.
Blue is the common patterm of everyone.
Even as much as I would love to change, I never managed to arrange.
So I remain blue, together in this world with you.
Blue is the common pattern of everyone.
LungsMaybe ifLungs1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a little more
(or maybe we'd just go broke).
You are UGLY ~“You are fat. You are ugly. Why don’t you kill yourself?”You are UGLY ~1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
The dark terror that is hidden in our community, we can see signs of it every day. And the affection this gives on a lot of people are not the results you would like to see. How would you like it if I came up to you and gave such “compliments”?
I’ve noticed in our community there are people bullying each other each day. I have friends that have been trying to end their lives. Cutting them, taking pills and even ropes. Why is my question?
I think a lot of this is fear and power. We don’t really care much for one another in this world, so I’ve noticed. There are of course the outcasts that treat each other with respect; it should be more of those. Instead of people that need power and create fear to feel mighty. Could there be reasons that they had been bullied from the past? Who knows, there are plenty of reasons for things to happen in this world, but I still don’t understand
Care IICare II3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Minerva must have fallen asleep because she was woken up by the sound of something glass hitting the ground.
Shooting up from the chair she grabbed her wand and looked wildly around the room. Still a bit groggy she walked across the room and stood by his bed trying to adjust to the light she cast a simple spell to reignite the fire.
Once she could see at least somewhat she began to examine him. Only to be almost knocked over when his arm shot out and tried to grab the glass of water from the side of the bed, nearly knocking over another one of the potion filled vials.
Minerva quickly caught the vial before turning to Severus.
"Severus, are you finally awake?"
Fevered black eyes stared back at him "no I'm sleeping with my eyes open, it's truly a useful skill." Minerva bristled really did he always have to be so sarcastic? It was fairly off settling.
"How are you feeling?"
Severus glared up at her "fine. Now you can go. Go back to your precious Gryffindor's surely they are lost wi
GoodbyeI want to mutter a million things,Goodbye10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but they’re catching in my throat
And my heart is heavy in my chest,
with a weight that holds a heavy load
This weight is not a pound of gold,
but rather a pound of worthless rocks
And now I’m spitting bits of gravel
as I try to talk
GravediggerThe man's face is covered with shadows,Gravedigger7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And, wiping the dirt from his hands,
(but unable to loosen the dirt from under his fingernails)
He stands solemnly-
Knee brushing against the harsh denim
For the first time,
As he sets the splintered wood to the ground,
He feels suddenly...ancient.
Like time has pierced him through shards of wood from the
Grimy tool he had held
He feels the phantom action, the digging of the dark and muddy trench
As the wind penetrates his bones
Warm air hitting his face,
Dry heat in his hair as he feels
One drop of rain fall,
Following a muddy trail down his sweat soaked cheek
Leaving a clear mark of its path
Wiping his brow with the back of a firm hand,
Before again returning to the denim
That he knows so well,
He picks up the old shovel, places it
In the dark hole and slowly
Follows it home,
Lying in the darkness--
With the smell of earth around him
Waits for the storm to come
People Are Different (Poem)Some people scream for attention,People Are Different (Poem)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but put away and claimed detention.
Some does not understand, the pain, the suffer
that one once had to go at.
Why is it so hard for us to communicate,
when our goal is set as the same?
Perhaps we are different in so many ways,
that only a miracle could sway.
One day, you might take my hand,
if I'm dead or not, is not the plan.
If you can see me now,
don't waste time, I might not then be fine.
RespectRespect is somethingRespect10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are all owed
Until we don’t deserve it.
Be respectful of other people,
And they’ll respect you.
Respect everyone, regardless
Of their point of view.
There’s a difference
And ‘freedom of speech’,
Of which I’m pretty sure
Silencing others with hate
Would be considered a breach.
You’re not a little kid.
You’re above bullying
And pushing and shoving;
Life is too short -
It should be spent
Respecting and loving.
Time to Grow up? ~I want to be a fireman, and I want to be a doctor. I want to be a dragon slayer. One thing for sure, all these kids were only thinking about growing up.Time to Grow up? ~1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You don’t realize that time goes. Time ticks for every day, minute and second. I swear, when I was young I wanted to be a lot of things. But as time passed it limited itself a lot, and still to this day I’m stuck with no decisions yet made. As an 18 year old, that might not be too bad, but when I’m 25, will I be happy with my decision? Nobody knows.
I remember, I wanted to become a lead designer for Nintendo. I wanted to become the bestselling musician there was. Psychologist was also an option, but the fear of one day taking my own life because of troubled mind was too much. But people said I had talents, writing, let me write a book. Let me sing you a song. Or perhaps I’m going to be the voice on your radio?
All options on the table, I could not decide. I know the future is scary because one day you wake up an