OpheliaAir.Ophelia3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's just on the other side of the surface.
It's just a natural rhythm.
It's just how things happen to be.
Casting Call.I'm really sorry darling,Casting Call.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but we can't let you play Juliet.
You're just not the kind of girl
someone would die for.
Kuroshitsuji-SebastianxCiel"Sebastian, why are we doing this?" Ciel whined. He didn't like the beach. It was stupid. Not that he would tell Sebastian that. He would take it personally. Ciel sighed.Kuroshitsuji-SebastianxCiel5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We are doing this because you don't see nearly enough sunlight, young master." Sebastian said.
"Must we go to the beach? There are so many people there..."
"Not where we're going."
"Well, that's something."
"Come along, young master. We must leave now."
Ciel stared at the rolling waves and pale yellow sand that would make others smile relaxedly, and amazingly stayed blank. There was nothing here that pleased him. "Cheer up, young master. It has been so long since a smile lived on your face."
"I told you already, Sebastian. I don't remember how to smile. Not to mention that the beach isn't something pleasurable."
"Well, we can fix that, young master," Sebastian said, staring into Ciel's visible, normal eye.
Christmas Adventure - PhanChristmas Adventure - Phan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING, if you haven't played the Christmas Adventure go play it before reading this story. Link is in the description
It was a crisp winters night, "So Dan, you're still coming right?" Phil asked with a smile, he was on Skype with his best friend Dan, Dan was going over the next day and they were gonna record a video, the Christmas adventure. Dan smiled
"Of course Phil" Dan said with a grin, they had tiny crushes on each other, cuddling in bed, tiny kisses to each other. They were technically together but they didn't mind doing those things together because they were really good friends, it wasn't official but they were basically each others. Phil smiled
"Its getting late" Phil said noting the time, Dan chuckled
"That it is....we should get to bed" Dan said, Phil nodded and yawned "Night Phil" Dan said with a smile to Phil, They always chatted on Skype when they were free, and they would talk for hours into the night.
"Night Dan, I'll see you tomorrow" Phil said, they smile
MosaicI see your scattered pieces lying on the floorMosaic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rearrange them into a mosaic
and your scars are beautiful
I wonder how fragile our minds and souls are
I try to look past the simply prosaic
and your scars are beautiful
Secrets Behind the Mask UKPH 3Secrets Behind the Mask UKPH 34 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"You're insane, Mei." I pointed out.
"It's the only way. Besides, were going there when class is over, meaning, at night." She calmly reassured me.
"If you want to see your beloved RAVEN, then you'll have to go with my plan, got it?"
I sighed. "Fine. But just be sure, we won't be in any trouble. I don't want to spend the rest of my high school years being that British bastard's slave!" I pointed out.
"Yes. Yes." She nonchalantly nodded at my request.
"How are we going to attend the concert if were not allowed to leave the school premises?" I asked.
She sighed. "Oh yeah. Now that you mention it.. We're not allowed to leave the school premises unless we have permission from the head "
She suddenly looked at me. " Or the Student Council president." She grinned.
You have to be kidding me, right?
"What!? No way!"
"But so far the two of you are close, right?"
"WHERE THE HELL
Eye SexSherlock/JohnEye Sex2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
T for ... eye sex.
John felt the glance on his back and turned to Sherlock to ask if there was a problem, if something was wrong, but the intese, piercing expression in his grey eyes made him forget every single word, made them die on the tip of his tongue. He cleared his throat, opened his mouth to say something, but the small, almost invisible twitch of Sherlock’s right eyebrow effectively shut him up once more.
Sherlock still looked at him in this certain manner, this very special way that could look directy into John’s soul, pierce his body and mind until he was lying naked and defenseless in front of that bastard, until every thought was laid bare, was so easily visible as if John were an open book that Sherlock could skim through every way he wanted to, could stroke with his long and bony fingers, could not only elicit every last secret – however dark, however embarrassing –, but also as many different sonorous sounds as he did with his belov
Not quite Wonderland 3Ciel settled into the carriage, followed by Sebastian, who'd left Tanaka to get them to the party. He blinked his eye, trying not to fall asleep. He was thankful the ride wasn't going to be bounce free, that should be capable of keeping him awake. Sebastian sat against the opposing wall of the carriage. He had already made a point of stopping by the Trancy mansion and found no signs that Alois and Claude would be attending the garden party. Resting his head against the back of his seat, the demon watched his master tentatively. Inside his pocket was a neatly wrapped box, a gift for Lady Elizabeth, Sebastian had prepared it knowing that the Earl would forget.Not quite Wonderland 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Withdrawing the box, Sebastian tossed it to Ciel. The little box hit the oblivious little earl and bounced off onto the seat beside him. Ciel blinked and looked over at the other seat, and almost immediately realized he had forgotten about getting a present. He reached his left hand over, as his right was holding his cane on his la
Abuse MeYou scream at me, call me manipulatorAbuse Me6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
say im stupid, or that im spoiled.
"The world doesn't revolve around you" dont you think I know that...
you accuse me with your words "slut, liar, self centered"
you beat me...with your words
slowly destroy me, abuse me
you say "get a backbone, dont be so emotional"
the tears I cry are for you! and you only see them as manipulation to try to get my own way
"you live by double standards, your just like your mother" theres no wonder as to why she left you...
You read my texts, listen to my conversations...have you tapped my fone yet?
I have no choice, no freedom
I must watch what I say and do, i must hide myself from you
Good grades are not enough...they must be perfect in order for you to be pleased
I am not enough for you...
I must excel at everything you shove at me...dont you see your shoving me away?
you wonder as to why I hide in my room, or behind my iPod
its to hide from you
your taunts and jeers cut me like a knife
The Real YouDay after day, you busy yourself with things that you enjoy, hobbies that make you content, spend time with people who make you laugh. Your friends see you smile and love the sunshine it brings to them, and you yourself are glad you could give them happiness. They see you as someone to turn to when they need to be reminded that life isn't so bad, that there is a way to express joy through the hard times, and they thank you for helping them, even though it seems like you were doing nothing but being yourself. But it was being yourself that spread those smiles to others, wasn't it? A chain reaction caused by the simple act of your own face preforming the ever so contagious grin. They see you as carefree, jubilant, energetic, and nothing seems to bother you. You love when people tell you you've made them smile, and it makes you smile, glad to know that you brought them happiness.The Real You5 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Then you remember who you really are. You remember that they've never seen the real you. You remember that the
SherlockxJohn After Reichenbach*fluff warning*SherlockxJohn After Reichenbach3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I snuck back into my room at night to grab a couple things for my disappearance but stopped in my tracks. John was laying in my bed, sleeping soundly. I paused for a moment to see if he would wake up but he didn't, lucky for me. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and looked into his face. He had obviously been crying as his cheek was wet and his breathing came in shudders. 'I can't believe my death hurt him this much ' I wanted so badly to tell him I was alive and well but it would put him in danger, I couldn't do that to the one I love.
Completely forgetting what I came in my room for I laid down next to John and pulled him into a hold to my chest, hugging him tightly. We remained still for a long time. I felt his staggered breathing come out in short puffs that warmed up a spot on my shirt front. I rested my face on the top of his head and closed my eyes.
Who is the Boss ? [Reader x Levix Erwin] (Part 1)You are the famous squad leader in scouting legion, because of your personality. Commander Erwin made you become squad leader, because of your firm and bossy personality. You are dominating everyone and denying everyone, except the commander. Because his word are right to follow. Even though you are dominating everyone, they still like you. You are as soft as a mother with children. Your dominating words are mean to care everyone. Though they sometimes don't like it.Who is the Boss ? [Reader x Levix Erwin] (Part 1)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are arranging some paper before scribbling on it. You are writing a training schedule for the new recruits today. You have finished it before 11.a.m. It is when the new recruits will train. You get out of your room and got to the training ground. You gather everyone before explain today's schedule.
"Today we will train our ability to hide, take things secretly or stealth and hand to hand combat" You explain with firm voice. "For the first you have to do the hand to hand combat with your partner until 1:00 p.m. Then we
Secrets Behind the Mask UKPH 2Secrets Behind the Mask UKPH 24 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Class already ended and so it would also mean that hell is going to start for me. Being that British bastard's lackey isn't funny. It is NEVER a funny thing.
After I got from the European building, Mei and Lien came to me. (Well, Mei actually dragged Lien towards me But you get the idea. ^___^")
"Why did the president called for you?" Mei excitedly asked.
"H-huh? W-well "
"Come on! Tell us!"
I sighed. "I received my punishment. That's all, okay?" I explained.
Mei eyed me suspiciously. "Are you sure?"
I nodded in response. Then she just laughed.
"What's so funny?!" I asked.
"Say, what punishment did he give you?" Lien was the one who asked now.
I hesitated at first, but then I thought, "What's the point of hiding it ? I guess there's no harm for that matter, right?"
"He made me his and the whole student council body's 'lackey'." I pouted.
Mei's laughter became hysteric
How to Make it HurtOh dear, Daddy, look what I did!How to Make it Hurt2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sorry, I forgot you don’t care
And that I’m just your bastard kid.
Oh no, Mummy, I miss you too much!
I ache for what I cannot have;
Your soft, gentle, loving touch.
Hey, God, I’m going to hell!
‘Cause I hurt myself
And others as well.
Sorry, Friend, for all I’ve done!
I never ever listened
And now two will be one.
Goodbye, Bitch, I hate you!
I hope you’ll cry,
You’ve made me cry too.
Hello, Dark Thoughts, I’ll let you in!
Help this hurt less,
Help me let them all win.
This is All About YouThis Is All About You:This is All About You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most people giving you advice, might take a quote from a book
Most people giving you advice, have never had a real look
So from someone who's been watching, let me lay my heart bare
I want to show you all the special things, about the girl for whom I care
She always does her very best, no matter how tough the task
Even when she's struggling, she puts on a brave mask
She's always trying to learn new things, just for a chance to make you proud
She can be a little bit quiet, but I think that's better than being loud
She's not the very best in sports, I know she can be kind of a klutz
But she smiles and goes on anyway, now that takes a lot of guts...
She gets embarassed pretty easily and gets far too nervous to talk
But I know she'd like it if we held hands, whenever we went for a walk
She doesn't need a lot of pretty things, she just wants someone who cares
I bet she'd like to have someone, whom she knew would always be there
I remember when she tried to cook
Monsters in The NightMonsters eyes,Monsters in The Night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burn through the night,
Such a sickening sight.
They surround me,
Watching and waiting,
Make subtle movements,
Not a single mistake.
I collapse to the ground,
They converge on me,
Like flames in the night,
I feel claws ripping,
And teeth tearing.
But I no longer care,
I accept the fate before me,
I ignite my final flare,
My light extinguishes for eternity.
Breathe no more.
The Inspiration ImperativeTo break from inspiration is like taking your jacket off...The Inspiration Imperative2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Except that it's a straitjacket, with long sleeves tied to the back, and you are bound with chains and locks, hanging head down, immersed in a pool of water and you have but a few minutes to escape before you are lost again to the sweet delirium of hypoxia.
Turning PointWhen I was a kidTurning Point1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought that ‘gay’ was just an insult
And as a result
I cried when a big kid called me it.
When I was a tween
My teacher said she was worried about two guys
Who always locked eyes
And I didn’t get why she was wrong to say it.
When I was a teen
I went on the internet and found out it all
When I started to fall
For both boys and girls and I didn’t get why.
When I was a teen
I made out with a girl from my school
It was pretty cool
But I was too scared to tell anyone.
When I’m an adult
I’m gonna tell my kids that it’s okay
To be bi or trans or gay
Or any other orientation
Because, well, it is.
fathersi never again want to wake up and findfathers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that someone else has gone in the night.
when i was 8, my father’s body decided
it was no longer vital, so it stopped
giving him signs, instead, a fistfight
he didn’t survive. i only ever succeeded
in burying him at the back of my mind.
at 16, when my brother drives home
at midnight, i fear a car crash,
i fear him closing his eyes, so i never do.
i don’t want him to be awake late alone,
so i sit up in bed until he gets home.
i can sleep when i’m dead, but neither of us
is ready for that yet.
are my architect, for when it felt like
our world had ended, it was you who stood
to save us from the wreckage,
from all the nothing that came of everything
our father built. it was you who stirred the dust,
who laid the floor on which we found our footing,
you who built the bridge from his life
and what came after.
faded from our days like a distant figure
through a window in the rain;
i am your bad weather daughter
Let it SnowDisclaimer: I don't own Wallflower.Let it Snow8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is a one shot story taking up the holiday challenge from Nerdsavvy. If you spot any mistakes please let me know as I haven't got a beta for Wallflower yet.
Let it Snow
In the mountains of Hokkaido a small bus pulled up outside a large house. The passengers stepped out all of them were beautiful and shining in the sun. Although there was a dark blur behind them that seemed to move with the group. The mini bus driver stepped forward.
"Okay kids we're here. I need a signature from Miss Nakahara, the niece of the lady who's paying for my services."
The teenagers parted and the dark blur seemed to take a small human form.
"Here, that's me." The small round hand took the clipboard from the driver and signed it.
The driver checked the signature, it seemed real enough but he wasn't sure what the small figure was. Sunako was a girl's name but this chibi thing in front of him didn't seem like the lady he expected.
"Um... thank you eh... miss."
Socially awkwardDo you know what it feels like?Socially awkward2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel so socially awkward
around people that you feel
uncomfortable in your own skin,
knowing that you don't fit in.
And, you walk away...
thinking that being alone
will be better for you -
but you're wrong.
You just feel even more alone;
even more rejected from society;
perhaps even sad, in some way.
What do you do while waiting for someone?
As you wait, and wait, and wait for them -
hoping they'll come soon
lest you seem like a loner
walking aimlessly around,
causing people to pity you.
And your face gets hot,
you start to sweat because
they know -
they know of how alone you are
and they feel sorry for you.
Suicidal Tendenciescourage doesn't comeSuicidal Tendencies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the fibers you're
born with. You aren't
brave when you decide
when you wake
up in the bed
smeared with your
own self destruction
and you act as though
you aren't crumbling
into the carpet.
or when you hold
a piece of shrapnel
to your veins and
want to sever every last
one, but you throw it
out the window.
or when you stand
on the sunset
with clouds straddling
your mind and your
whole existence ready
to hurl itself over the
railing, but you limp
home and through the screen
door and pretend to walk
on air again.
That is bravery.