Brother!AmericaXSister!Reader ~ CHEERCHEERBrother!AmericaXSister!Reader ~ CHEER2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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"Alright come over here and get your numbers or you will be disqualified!!"
Alfred yelled into the megaphone. The day of reckoning had come.
For whatever reason you're high school had a day called field day where you spend all day outside in the hot hot sun doing physical activities for no reason at all.
The only reason the school gave was to keep their students in tip top shape and to get healthy.
Everyone was allowed to have a group but it had to be assigned by picking a number.
There were even outfits,the guys wore white t-shirts with blue shorts and the girls wore white t-shirts with red shorts.
You stood in your small group of 3 which consisted of Gilbert and Alfred. Group number 5. Your brother, you was more excited than you, was running around in circles and fist pumping the air. Him and Gilbert were being annoyingly louder than everyone else. You could here arguing from Arthur and Francis who were both angry being put into the same gro
In bitter nightIn bitter nightIn bitter night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the trail
as a human heart
a painting once
a blue black sky,
of thawing Moos
by spring spirits -
wait! an animal
passed here -
not a man
A hero lies
in that sinking
of a century -
dead men's hearts
The bleary stars
on and off
to my footfall -
look up, look down...
this is a town
of the dead
I'm the pathetic friend?Do not think of meI'm the pathetic friend?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the pathetic friend,
As the worthless one -
Without a happy end.
Don't you dare belittle me.
Today, I have had enough;
I snapped and I shot back
To show you I've had it tough.
Do you think you are better?
Better and smarter than us all?
Wait, as I'm coming for you,
We'll see who takes the fall.
DollDo you honestly think, that you will change my thinking?Doll3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you honestly believe you can keep belittling me
And treat me like your slave like you always did?
Let's face it you only talked to me when you wanted something
You can deny it as much as you want to, the fact is you still
After a while you told me yourself right
Did you think that I will just sit here take it forever
Like a DOLL.
That girl you knew is history.
I will admit I wanted to give you the world
That is no longer the case
But this fake respect, the fake mask
Is now more easy to spot than ever before
I know am showing you the real me.
It's Your turn.
Sadist - Chapter 10Sadist - Chapter 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Esther lied face down on her bed. Her face was red from crying, and she was still sobbing a little. What Zehnder had said kept playing in her mind. She tried to block it out; but it wouldn’t go away. She tried to tell herself that he was wrong. But that was the worst part. She knew he was right.
She could have had a normal happy life; playing with the other little children, growing up with friends, being in a home with happy parents. Parents who were alive. She thought about all of the things she had missed. Learning how to ride a bike with her father, learning how to sew with her mother, special moments like family vacations. But no. Zehnder killed her mother. There were to be no more happy family times. Only loneliness.
Esther rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. What would she do now? What could she do now? All she had to go on was the work at the bar, but even with that, it was hardly anything. She couldn’t go to college either.
Esther sighed. Now all there w
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 2Chapter 2 Toshiro HitsugayaDear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 23 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors,
There's no reason for me to be such a popular character with you people. I'm simply good at my job, that's all, and personally, I'd prefer not to have all this attention. And stop saying I have "teal orbs!"
And if I'm so popular, how come so many of your fanfictions feature me being tortured?
While we're on the subject of torture, could you please not write me in a romantic relationship with Lieutenant Matsumoto? She is a competent lieutenant if, and only if, I keep after her. And if she lays off the sake. But we have a purely, and I mean purely, professional relationship.
As to the other romances:
Momo is my sister, for goodness sake. We grew up together. Of course I love her as a sister. Let me tell you, when you've cleaned up after someone wetting the bed, you just don't, uh, think of her that way.
Ichigo? Oh, I forgot, everybody gets paired with him. But seriously no.
Karin? Who's Karin?
I Shall SucceedEach line set up in a rowI Shall Succeed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One by one the blood shall flow
Streaming down this broken soul's wrist
Claim's it's better than settling scores with a fist
Why must this angel do such harm?
Friends and family are alarmed
Though, they don't care enough to ask if she's fine
They think all she does is whine
She will not fight
As death will claim her brow tonight
It is by her hand, her knife
Passing on to the afterlife
Hell's warm flames greet her
Then everything goes out in a blur
Wakes up to people around her in a hospital bed
Tears come to her eyes, she had wished to be dead
"They don't even care
All they do is fake despair
They never took notice before
They all know I'll do it some more
And I know what I need
Next time though, I shall succeed"
Waiting ForeverI've tried to move away,Waiting Forever4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Away from this anchor that binds me in place,
Away from all the pain in the past,
But I can't escape.
I know now,
As well as I did all that time ago,
That I'd never forget you,
No matter how much I try.
Is it so wrong,
That I can love someone so dearly,
That I never forget them,
No matter how hard I try.
That I ignore those around me,
And knowing that I lie to them,
As much as I try to lie to myself,
When I say I've forgotten.
Because I can remember,
Every single second with her,
Every breath I took in her presence,
And every smile that flickered across her face.
It's been ten months,
I still can't go to the places,
That I shared with her,
Without breaking down inside.
I have to keep up the pretence,
Tell my friends and family I've forgotten,
Else they'd never let me go,
Worried of what I'd do.
I see her sometimes,
She passes me in a crowd,
Stands down the aisle in a shop,
I can't even look at her.
My heart falls to pieces,
I feel as cold as ice,
My soul shakes
Letters76. Letters (1576 words)Letters5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Multi-Era: Theta/Koschei, Three/Delgado!Master, Five/Ainley!Master, Ten/Simm!Master)
"I pour over what you wrote and the... letters burn the page. I see all the things you meant to me, and the... things you didn't see!" Beth Waters
They were just 19 when it had started. Just 19, just children, didn't even know what they were getting themselves into, but before they knew it, before they were ready, they were head over heels, bone-deep and soul-bound... partners for life. Didn't even know what that meant. The meaning would come back to haunt them for years.
But when they were 19, oh sweet, young, innocent 19, all those long years ago... they started writing each other letters. It started out quite simply, just a note here and there, in the middle of class: "T Prof is BOOORING. Can't wait to get out of class and try that thing I showed you yesterday. Love ya'! K <3"
To which the conspicu
Ten and the Oncoming InnuendoDoctor Who and the Oncoming InnuendoTen and the Oncoming Innuendo5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Say it Doctor!" the Master hissed, "It only stops when you say it!"
"Master, Master..." the Doctor whined.
"Not my NAME, Doctor, you know what I want to hear..."
The Doctor whimpered, then muttered, "I want it."
"You want what?" the Master pressed, tauntingly shoving it in his face.
"I want your laser screwdriver!" the Doctor begged, "please! I want your laser screwdriver up against my sonic, I want it bad, Master..."
The Master leered, "As well you should... because isn't mine bigger?"
"Isn't mine better?"
"Isn't mine the BEST screwdriver in the world?"
"Yes, oh god, Rassilon, yes! It's better than the TCE!"
The Master leaned in close, pressing against him, "It has more settings than the TCE does too..." he purred.
The Doctor just moaned, "Please, please, Master, I want you to make my sonic glow, make it spark again, please..." he whined, "I want it to explode..."
The Master took a firm grip of the sonic screw
EnglandXSick!Dying!Reader-Always with you"Come on,love.You must eat to get better.."Arthur said,nudging the bowl of soup towards you.You stare at the bowl and shake your head.EnglandXSick!Dying!Reader-Always with you2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Sorry Arthur..I just din't feel like I can.."you say.Arthur sighed and took the bowl away.
"My cooking isn't that bad.."he says.You look up at him and shake your head.
"N-no!It's not your cooking!It's just I don't think I can stomach anything right now.."you quickly reply.Arthur chuckled and sat the bowl of soup on the nightstand before sitting down on the bed next to you.
"I was just kidding,love.I know it's hard for you to eat right now but you must try.The medicine won't work if you don't.You'll only get worse.."he says,brushing some of your (h/c) hair out your face before resting his hand on your cheek.You hold his hand gently and smile at him.
"I know.."you say wearily.
"Are you okay?You feel a bit warmer again.."Arthur says,pressing his hand against your warm forehead.You nod and weakly push his hand away.
"I'm fine Arthur.."you say but Arthur sh
WillIt doesn't matter if the world doesn't care, all that matters is that you still do.Will2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
wanderlust, and what i knowi know things.wanderlust, and what i know3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'd like to pretend to the listening frost on car windscreens
that i know these things from the song of birds down my ears.
'a little birdy told me' they say, but what they're forgetting
is that birds, if they could talk, wouldn't waste time telling
humans other peoples's secrets when they could be teaching
me how to grow featherdown and fly. yet here i am, a bird
telling scraps of paper what i do and don't know.
i ran [away] todayalone is beginning to press cold kisses down my jawline again.i ran [away] today3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the empty spaces - between my fingers, my words, my thoughts -
mean more now than they did before.
they swallow me
as the earth swallows the corpses returned to it.
i am engulfed by and lost in and filled with
i am sitting on the floor of my bathroom in my underwear
hoping dad will not come home and bang on the door.
i am sitting on the floor of the bathroom.
we have had a disagreement.
not a fight, or argument,
i am afraid.
i've been writing you a poem on my phone,
but poetry is stupid and i've run out of things to say.
i can't think of anything unsaid though there are many things i've yet to say
if only i could find the words.
TimelessTimeless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seconds to minutes
There's nothing to show for my on-going patience
All I seem to cling on to is this futile existence
I'm slowly succumbing to the dreadful silence
Too long have I been dependent on hopeful emotions
Nothing to lose, and nothing to gain, thus everything is pointless
Hours turn into days
I helplessly idle by as life itself starts to decay away
I throw away the memories of yesterday
Those special moments I held onto; all the effort I gave
I thought it was all for something because it could never have been replaced
Though I only have myself to blame, as I continue to allow everything be disgraced
Months seem like years
I've parted with all that felt dear
The outcome of this solitude is fierce
I can't help but fill the empty lands with my tears
New oceans shall arise and attempt to drown out the despair
But if it does not succeed then I will remain inside this unknown fear
Forever lasts an eternity
In this broken state I shall rema
Memories of Lost TimesWhat were those feelings, we learned to forgetMemories of Lost Times4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What were those times, the times we regret
Were you ever sure of anything you did
When all that you've done had made me admit
I had to go on, without you or with
The feelings I've lost, the feelings I've known
Are nowhere to be found, are lost, they are thrown
Still, I have the memory hidden somewhere within
Those feelings treasured under the skin
Where no one can take them, no one can win
Sherlock's dead, one way or...Sherlock's Dead, One Way Or The OtherSherlock's dead, one way or...4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Just so you know, if we get out of this alive I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
"Why must you be so melodramatic, John one, of course we'll get out of this alive, there's no 'if' about it, and two, you wouldn't kill me. You don't dislike me that much."
"Are you really going to make me list all the evidence?"
"Well it's not like we've got anything better to do, is it? Just lots of time to pass, while we sit here, WAITING TO GET SACRIFICED!"
"It's 'be sacrificed', not 'get sacrificed'."
"... Really? You're really corr
Forgotten Past - Part 2 - Chapter 5Forgotten Past - Part 2 - Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kagekao followed Akadoku out of the warehouse. It was dark, so they didn’t have to worry too much about running into humans. They were able to walk normally on the sidewalk, hiding whenever a human came near.
They walked through the city, avoiding civilians and going at a quick pace. As they walked, Kage looked around. He could remember this place, he could remember climbing these buildings and preying on these people.
He could also remember the shinigami. Being in this city again, Kage could feel that dread that he had felt when he was younger and alone here; the dread that Scollex could be around any corner, ready and waiting to attack him.
Whenever turning a corner or hearing someone approach, Kage unsheathed his claws a little subconsciously, ready for a fight. Whenever he heard footsteps behind them he always expected to see those three large pairs of wings again.
“You seem kinda jumpy, 大丈夫か？” (Are you alright?) Doku asked, noti
SpellboundI am not enchanted.Spellbound2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dreams come
but they are not dreams at all
and I am not asleep.
Your hand sliding up my thigh
and your groan slicks itself onto my neck,
embeds itself into my skin.
I wear the remnants
of your ecstasy in my flesh still.
It crawls when any other nears it.
It came to be that your bed-side clock
replaced my fearful heartbeat
as I laid in stasis and hoped -
for a passing; of time, of fingers, of life.
I cannot sleep with ticking in my ear anymore
I don't think of time running out, but of paralysis.
I think of lapses of concentration,
I think of those slow burning moments
that stretched out longer than I wanted
and lasted longer still. I think of the tears.
I am not enchanted.
The days pass
but they are not days at all
and I am not awake.
I am pacified by the numbness
of lobe or cortex that controls memory,
a self imposed strike out against you,
a strike my hand should have made.
Regret is buried
six feet beneath my fingernails.
Barbaric TreatmentLate summer, 2261 AURCBarbaric Treatment7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The noontide sun gleamed off Hrothgar the Northmans rippling thews, and his shaggy mane of golden hair shone. The cheap tunic he wore could not conceal the hard, rangy lines of his frame as he stood astride the path through the narrow pass he had made his own.
Voices reached his ears; ears that, although attuned to the clash and clangor of battle, had never been deafened by the clatter and bustle of what men called civilization and so remained alert to the slightest threat: the padded footfall of the wolf, or the quiet hiss of a blade drawn from its sheath. But these were careless voices, chattering and laughing, heedless of the peril that loomed before them in the barbarians mighty person. His grip tightened upon the hilts of the sword which he held before him, its point resting upon the stony earth; and his nostrils flared in fierce anticipation.
Up the slope before him they came: Two youths walking side by side. The one was tall and well-bui
Should have known...I should have knownShould have known...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what would happen.
Should have guessed
in that first faint blush
of morning in my soul -
should have surmised -
should not have been surprised -
read the writing on
the wall of shame...
not enough time has passed
to feel the emptiness -
not enough words exchanged
to know the truth of it all.
All-in-all, all of it
is pain in the heart
where once a candle flickered,
kept me up at night -
warmth and longing
and good,good feelings
which I embraced in place of you.
I still hope
when hope is dashed.
I still love
while love is crashed
against the rocks of solitude
on your strange shore.
And only disappointment
appears on the horizon
to send me spiraling
like a lost bird in a storm
who once saw the sky
the welcoming haven.
I should have known.
Some FriendsSome FriendsSome Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sacred word to all of the humans.
We all have our best friends and our normal friends.
We trust them and sometimes rely on them.
But some of them are just a mask.
They don't care about you and care about themselves.
They use you because they don't have anything to do.
When they are alone they call you so you can make them company.
But when you are alone and you need them they don't respond.
They leave you alone and go out with others so they would have an excuse.
When they have free time they call you so you could go and hang out wit them.
But when you want to be with them they are always busy.
They just use you to kill time.
They don't care about you or what you want.
For them you are a tool that could be manipulated.
They can use you whenever they want without thinking.
But when you need them they are not there to help you.
But that isn't harsh.
The worst thing is that when you see them making plans right before your eyes.
And they never include you into their
The Wind Cries Your NameThe wind cries your nameThe Wind Cries Your Name4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I feel your touch while I peacefully fall into sleep
I see your face when I dream, and it sets my soul at ease
The wind cries your name
I see your reflection in the mirror as you embrace me from behind
The warmth of your touch makes my breath deep and my exhale so calming
The wind cries your name
As I get ready to start my day with you
I love when you smile as you watch me undress
The wind cries your name
I ask you questions about life
I ask you questions about us
And As I wait for your answers so patiently
I hear the wind cry your name again
And then it whispers to me, with a respectful tone
"She's not really there"
...so what?Do you know her?...so what?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I mean that girl. Over there.
You see, she is
the one that always comes too late.
the one that takes pride in being a nerd.
the one that will always let you copy her homework.
the one that read all the school books for fun.
the one that constantly has her head in the clouds.
the one that loves writing stories.
the one that can't leave a single paper without scribbles.
the one that always gets scolded for drawing in class.
the one that will help you, even if she dislikes you.
the one that laughs till she cries.
the one that always smiles brightly.
the one that never runs out of enthusiasm.
the one that will always stick by her friends.
the one that skips school to support a friend.
the one that loves to be random.
the one that loves to confuse her friends by being random.
the one that can never decide what to wear.
the one that is obsessed