Told myself it wasn't loveI told myself it wasn't love -Told myself it wasn't love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was afraid of loving you:
rejection hurts more than a tired heart
for it squeezes all emotions from your soul,
leaving you bare against reality's blank slate -
a state of invisibility and loneliness.
I called upon my friend, Time,
to help me forget you, only you...
Yet with every passing moment,
you plague my thoughts
with your humour and wit,
and I realise that I haven't forgotten -
I haven't forgotten you.
Turns out Time betrayed me,
so I gave Distance a call
to evict you from my heart
you unknowingly lived in.
Oh, Distance tried, oh yes she did,
but you just couldn't be moved,
for you were so deeply rooted
in my garden of love for you.
I told myself it wasn't love
and I tried hard not to love you
because you clearly loved another.
And I'm sorry.
Begin Again - Levi x ReaderBegin Again - Levi x Reader2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You stood on the scarred earth of the world; land that had once been tainted with the filth of the Titans was now littered with their dissipating corpses. Despite the death that surrounded you, you found that the scenery was a lot cleaner than it once had been.
Your arms were aching and your fingers bled from the harsh labour they had been forced to endure. You couldn’t remember how many hours had gone by. The clouds had long since blanketed the skies with grey; it was difficult to determine the time. You had no strength left in your body; you had been fighting a long while.
So what was it that carried you? What was it that kept you going, even though your body had wished for the release of eternal rest?
It was Levi. It was your need to find him. Among the broken bodies and blood-stained grass, you had to know he was okay.
You dropped the blades to the ground as your erratic breathing made more sound than the environment around you. You were too weak to even call out his name; yo
RQ:Marco 2: PineapplesFor RainbowGuardian13 on QuotevRQ:Marco 2: Pineapples10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Second one~ Here yah go :'D
You put the finishing touches on the cake, adding a few more pineapple slices on top. You smiled and ate the last left over slice before putting the cake next to the other pineapple themed foods. You held back a laugh, Marco was not going to enjoy this.
Earlier in the week Thatch had asked you, and a few others, to help him mess with Marco. And of course everyone automatically accepted, you were the last one to agree.
And what was your task?
It was so create a bunch of pineapple themed food. You feel like the blond will hate this fruit by the end of the day.
First was breakfast...
Marco had gotten woken up and all of his clothes was pretty much gone except some pineapple print clothes, he ended up walking around wearing only shoes and black pants, with a pineapple on the left front pocket.
So many people were acting suspicious to the point he actually couldn't pinpoint who had his clothes. So, deciding to let it go, he
The Way to A Mans Heart [Nicolas X Reader] Part 4You stretched as you stepped onto the sight and everyone greeted you. “____!” Your boss called for your attention, much to your surprise.The Way to A Mans Heart [Nicolas X Reader] Part 45 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Yes, sir?” you asked as you stepped up to him.
“Don’t you look refreshed?” he joked. “So I was right about the Handyman after all.”
“What-? No!” you shook your head, flushed.
“Boss, don’t joke about that. You’ll hurt my feelings.” Conroy joked as he stopped, still carrying two sacks filled with cement mixture.
“She’s out of your league, Conroy.” He threw back. “Anyway, I have a favor to ask you. We got a quick repair job that needs to be done but our deadline here is preventing us from putting an actual team on it. A tag got a little wild at Bastard’s last night. He was handled, of course but he caused a lot of damage. Take Conroy and another with you and patch the place up, will ya? You can take today off to rest up but they
RQ:Marco 1: JournalsFor RainbowGuardian13 on QuotevRQ:Marco 1: Journals10 months ago in Romance More Like This
I am going to write you two, so that I can write both a fluff and a romance!
You felt like and idiot. Or maybe that's an understatement.
You sat on the deck, watching the crew as they run around and do their daily things. You say your watching everyone, but your focus is drawn to a small group on the opposite side of the ship. Your stomach did a back flip as your stupid raven haired freckled commander talks to the others.
You left your journal out on your bed this morning as you took a shower. You had woken up early so that your commander wouldn't have to barge into your room like he did every other morning, but he did anyways. And he spots your latest journal on your bed and happily plopped down onto the plush mattress and proceeded to read the last two years of your life.
You kept a very detailed journal, writing down most of your conversations and thoughts about what happens throughout the day. And of course you never held anything back, so you
Sick shanksxreaderxsick!mihawk part 9"It's called..." You grinned wildly. "Ten ways to annoy Mihawk!" You jumped up and down and laughed maniacally.Sick shanksxreaderxsick!mihawk part 910 months ago in Humor More Like This
"I like the way you think, (Y/N)!" Shanks commented and smirked.
"That's number one, we'll see if it worked tomorrow morning. He didn't hear us, did he?" You whispered. Shanks nodded his head side to side.
"He would've tried to kill us by now." The redhead pointed out. "I think he's taking a nap."
"Right." You said. "Oh! I can't wait to see the look on his face!" You squealed, "which one do you wanna do next?"
"Two'll have to wait for it to be at full potential since he's probably asleep." Shanks stated and stroked his stubble. "Let's reorganize his house!"
"Sounds good!" You agreed. "Or, we could make sure he's asleep. And if he's awake, we do two, but if he's asleep, we do three!" You suggested.
"Even better!" Shanks praised you. "We should do eight soon, too."
You nodded and motioned for him to quiet down and to follow you. You and you
.inarticulate // nicolas brown..inarticulate // nicolas brown.7 months ago in Drama More Like This
.Nicolas Brown x Mute!Reader.
Nicolas Brown was never a man of many words or emotions(anyone could stand to agree with that), and you weren't either for the former, but he could honestly say that for someone who physically couldn't utter a single word, you talked a lot. He wouldn't lie if you asked him; it wasn't something he enjoyed, but he didn't hate it either. Casual conversation wasn't his strong point and it never had been and it never will be, his words usually reserved for his job, but that was okay and he figured it was for you too, holding enough to 'talk' for two. It also wasn't something he found regularly in his life, even with Worick around, they didn't talk about their daily activities or how they were feeling, but the solider still found himself sitting, standing, or in any position really, with an exhausted expression, watching your hands move in the silent tell of tales. You had told him once you felt bad that he had t
Girl, you need Jesus Ch 2Girl, you need Jesus Ch 23 years ago in Humor More Like This
Naruto Uzumaki smiled brightly as he walked down the stairs from his bedroom, his eyes sparkling. He took each step slowly, whistling randomly. Soon one particular song popped into his head and he grinned, running all the way back up the stairs. Once he was up there, he swayed his hips to the beat of the song he was thinking of.
“Dun nun nun nun nun nun nun,” he swayed to one side and froze. “Dun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun. Dun nun nun nun nun nun nun. Dun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun nun,” he raised his right foot over the first step, ready to start the song. He started walking down to the beat. “Makin’ my way downtown!” he sang loudly. “Walking fast, faces past and I’m homebound!”
He quickly ran down a few steps, matching the pace of the song before he stopped. “Staring blankly ahead, just making my way, making my way through the crowd!” he ran down the next couple of
HollowI'm hollowed to the marrowHollow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Torn apart by this constant wind of emptiness,
My eyes seeking for the answer of a better tomorrow,
The malevolence of a disapearing bliss
Gripping the infinity of a starless night
Lost in a sphere of never ending torments
Riving the scale of an excruciating moroseness.
Struggle and despair you carry
Euphoria and passion you exult,
While I can share nothing but a gap
Attached to a breeze
Falling into nothingness
Fatigued by the time flowing
Hollowed to the marrow
LonelyLonelyLonely11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm very much alone,
There are people all around,
But still I'm alone
I miss you very much,
Words are not enough,
To explain how much I miss you
With out your touch,
With out you to hold me
Your kisses used to keep me alive,
I used to feed on them,
Now with out them,
I'm lonely, dieing
You were my night and my day
Now were is the night,
The stars and the moon
Don't shine as bright
Where is the day?
The warmth of the sun on my face
Is it just me or has it gone away?
I've turn so lonely.
I still long for you,
More now than ever,
I don't want to be alone.
I don't want to be lonely.
Surrender | Nicolas Brown x ReaderSurrender | Nicolas Brown x Reader7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
TW: Slight language.
Perhaps it was the coffee, or maybe there was something in the sweets that Worick had brought home from his other appointment, you suspect.
For in the midst of the quiet confines of your makeshift room, save the restless rustling of your sheets -
- you cannot sleep.
You were tired, truly. Yet you can no longer take count of the times you have yawned, some even forced, as you await for the wave of lethargic somnolence you’ve been yearning since your head had hit the pillows.
And that was five hours ago.
A defeated sigh escapes you as you turn to your other side yet again, feeling a cold weary rivulet tracing its way from the corner of your lid down to your ear. You make no attempt to wipe it off, only letting it seep into the side of your cheek, hoping it’ll alleviate your strained vision; now too accustomed of the dark.
You close your eyes once more, lips parting for another yawn - praying it’ll be the last for the
DEATH BATTLE: Ruby Rose vs. MarluxiaDEATH BATTLE: Ruby Rose vs. Marluxia4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Vega: Alright the analysis has ended and the combatants are set!
Young: Time for a badass scythe duel!
Grif: It's time for a Dea-
Silver: DEATH BATTLE!
Castle Oblivion, Hallway
That wasn't good.
Ruby twirled her scythe, Crescent Rose, and sliced a strange, grey being clean in half. She never saw something like that before. It had a large, cylindrical head with a symbol on it and seemingly wore some kind of jumpsuit, with a zipper located where the mouth was supposed to be. But she didn't have time to wonder about it any longer, as another of these beings darted towards her.
With a swift backward movement, Ruby evaded the attack, turned her scythe towards it and fired a round right into the mouth of that thing. What were they? Some kind of Grimm? And how did she end up here in the first place? After movin
It's A Gift~ Trafalgar Law x Reader pt1It's A Gift~ Trafalgar Law x Reader pt110 months ago in Romance More Like This
Oh yeah, nothing like a gift to make you look crazier than than the world around you. You kept your gaze to the ground, silently cursing it.
'There's so many out today... I should- no, I don't have time for this. I have errands to run,' You glance up and spot the blue post box, not carrying about the figure crouched on top of it. Taking out t letter you were meant to send out, you beeline for the postbox. You reach to open the box but a hand places itself on the little handle, keeping the door close.
"Please move your hand," You request quietly, not looking at the owner of the hand.
"You can see me?" A smooth voice inquires. Shit. Silently kicking yourself for not realizing it, you glance up to meet silver eyes. You pause, what a handsome face.
Never Before (Red Beauty - OUaT)Red stood in the back room in horror, stepping closer to the wall she was facing and the mirror with it.Never Before (Red Beauty - OUaT)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"No.. no way.. you've got to be kidding me.." though she kept her voice low, there was a slight frantic note to it.
"You okay back here, Ruby..?" Belle. Red quickly slapped her hands to the top of her head and whipped around to face the other girl just before she came around the corner.
"B-Belle! Yes, I'm fine. Just having a worse hair day than I thought," she laughed nervously, clamping her hands down a bit harder. Belle shifted slightly, blinking a few times and arching a brow.
"I highly doubt you could ever have a bad hair day," her lovely accent tried to reason with her. "You could just roll right out of bed and your hair would still glow wondrously. I envy you," Belle chuckled, now, moving closer. "Let me see?"
Red cringed as Belle reached up and gently started to move her hands away from her head, protesting and resisting her pull at first. But like always, she soon gave in an
ForgottenPleaseForgotten2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can we just forget about it
What I told you
About my fragile feelings
Because it is over
And it'll never happen again
I couldn't do it anymore
It made me feel sad
And now I ruined our friendship
I destroyed the best I've ever had
It will never be the same again
The days go by
And I just can't stop thinking
About what we were
And what we are now
I know it's my fault
But you made me think
You loved me
How are you?
Haven't seen you in a while
Are you over it?
Maybe we are
And we can be friends again
But I don't think
You can trust me again
Freedom After StorageA week laterFreedom After Storage5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lilly's body still
Had not healed.
The marks did not fade,
With nothing left of her will
By the door, she stayed kneeled.
Her head bowed,
Mind as empty and void
As a black hole in the cosmic sky.
This was her life,
The one she chose,
The way things are meant to be.
From feeling the small, slice of a knife,
To the whip tighter than a noose.
Morning of making coffee and tea,
Nights of whips and chains.
Tie her down,
Beating her till, she bleeds.
What else could a girl want but
A man who loved every part of her.
What else could a person need but
A safe place to call their home.
What else could anyone dream but
To have every need met from beginning to end.
What else could she, as a Slave of this home,
Want from her Master but
To know he would always take care of her.
As hours passed,
Minutes ticking closer until he would return home,
She reflected on the past week.
Five whole days in what she can only explain as
Human storage for a slave.
Where all five senses are s
Red Invasion~ Mihawk x Reader- Day 12Red Invasion~ Mihawk x Reader- Day 122 months ago in Romance More Like This
You look up at the mansion and move closer to your captain, looking around nervously. Shanks just laughs heartily. "No need to be nervous ___, his bite is much worse than his bark," Shanks chuckles.
"What if he bites?" You ask worriedly. Shanks just shrugs and knocks on the door as you hide behind him. There's a long pause, but before you can relax, the door opens to reveal a sleepy but still intimidating world's greatest swordsman. Your eyes widen and you shrink behind Shanks more.
"Red Hair? What's the meaning of this?" Mihawk questions peering at the crew behind Shanks.
"Merry Christmas Hawkeyes! We've come to party with you!" Shanks chimes brushing past the swordsman along with the crew, all filing in except you, too nervous to come in. Mihawk frowns and sighs, about to close the door but stops spotting you.
He opens his mouth to say something but a booming crackle of th
boys who love their grandmothersnever fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.boys who love their grandmothers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he will be too gentle with your lips,
too sincere when he whispers blessings into your ears
pleading that he doesn't deserve you.
his tongue will not slither between your teeth.
instead, the heat of his mouth will melt your scar tissue
until there is no trace of your travels.
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he knows patience.
you will try to convince him
that it is one of the many virtues
you don't yet possess,
but he will dig through the flesh in your ribcage
until he finds it lodged beneath everything
you're too scared to confess.
he will teach you forgiveness, remind you that you are not a mistake.
he will wipe the trails of tears that always seem to decorate your cheeks
and replace them with rose petals, saying that he chose the color red
to match the passion he knows flows through your veins.
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he will trace the freckles on your skin
League Judgment - TeemoLeague Judgment - Teemo5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I always wanted to do one.
A small, energetic yordle steps into the Great Hall, a large grin painted on his face. The emptiness of the place does not bother him. Rather, he boldly marches forth, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.
Faithfully repeating the Scout's Code under his breath, Teemo quickly approaches the doors, determined to face any and all challenges coming his way.
Immediately he feels a slight chill, a sense of danger, causing him to tense up. He knows this feeling. His grin instantly melts off his face and he grabs his blowgun, ready for combat.
He had defended his home, Bandle City, for as long as he could remember. He remembers the early days of training, where many other yordles like him lined up in front of the drill instructors for hours, repeating the code. He was a fast learner, quickly gaining a reputation amongst his brethren for his swiftness. He led many of the patrols and wasted no time eliminating every opponent he came acr
All I've Ever WantedA bruised rib cage,All I've Ever Wanted4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Left side so it seemed,
A new set of stitches needed
On his right arm,
Two inches long,
All the way to his wrist.
A stab wound in his left shoulder,
How he had managed to hide it thus far,
Was beyond her.
Lilly took account of
Every injury as she
Helped to clean it up, and
To stitch up the wounds that
Wouldn't heal well otherwise
Wiping away blood as she went.
It was love that kept her from asking,
Asking what happened,
What had really happened.
He stayed silent,
Going to the gym almost ever day
Had given him a well built body,
His heritage gave him the perfect
Year long tan.
Lilly slid her fingers from one shoulder
To the next across his back.
"Good thing you had me educated in the medical field."
Master Dimitri nodded in agreement
Leaning back in his seat, as he dropped his
Head back and looked up at her.
"You start at the local hospital Monday.
I have your work clothes at the house."
He smiled at the surprise on her face,
As she looked down at hi
Strong Yet DefeatedLilly tried to be strongStrong Yet Defeated5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tried to keep a small smile upon
She tried that is.
A tear slid down her cheek and
Onto Master Dimitri's hand.
Her eyes lowered to the ground,
She nodded as best she could.
"Yes Master I understand."
Her voice was defeated,
Broken down by his words.
It had been so long since he was
Harsh with her,
She had forgotten how bad it could hurt.
She should be use to this,
It should not burn her very soul so much.
Suppose that is what happens when you fall in love.
He let her go,
Shoving her towards the
Cursing under his breath
In languages, she did not understand.
Putting out what he had dropped and
Walking out of the room.
She really had no idea what to do,
Walking into the bathroom as if it was nothing new.
Getting a shower,
Everything deathly silent.
When she was done,
Water dripped down her body,
Water caressing her skin.
Damp hair clinging,
She knew she would not be getting off
He had walked away to think, nothing
Family Matters....Sometimes .Family Matters....5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes Master Dimitri
Sometimes he does things.
Sometimes he leaves,
Sometimes he will return home hurt,
Sometimes he comes home with blood on his shirt.
He does things for the family,
Things for his family,
Things that he doesn't talk about.
Make Lilly worry sometimes.
Sometimes come home with him.
These things are why,
Master wanted her to be a nurse.
These things were why,
Sometimes Master Dimitri is on edge,
Making sure she knew never to open the door when she's alone.
Sometimes he doesn't come home for days,
Sometimes he has to leave early,
Sometimes he tells Lilly to stay in the bedroom.
She never ever asked why,
Never once questioned.
Maybe that was wrong,
Maybe that's why they never talked about it.
Maybe that is why
It was an unspoken fact, which everyone ignored.
Ignoring that sometimes she
Waited up late at night.
Ignoring that sometimes he missed work because
He had just walked in the door as the alarm went off.
Like A Punch To The FaceThe sun had set,Like A Punch To The Face5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Only moon light shown through now.
The windows with the black and red
Curtains that hung loosely all around.
She should have known that it wasn't a
Good thing that Jackson was here.
Dimitri's family almost never visited
Without some warning,
Without some kind of arrangements.
It's only been a few hours,
Since Master Dimitri walked through the front door.
In a bad mood, with but one
Thing on his mind.
Reclined on a dinning room chair,
Sent the wrong message and
Vibe through the air.
"My apologies, my pet." Master Dimitri said.
He was standing in front of her,
Lilly sitting on the marble kitchen counter.
"You should have ducked." He said with an
All too serious tone.
Making her laugh and nod.
"Next time, sorry Ma " she was cut off
By the feeling of Dimitri's lips
Pressed against hers.
Like liquid fire that cleared her mind.
She forgot about her busted lip,
When he pulled away she couldn't hide
The bright smile.
It was his stern look that made her loo