First some wind.. (Song of Storms!!)First some windFirst some wind.. (Song of Storms!!)3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Then some rain
All becomes a hurricane
twisters sweep the land
waves crash on the sand
gray begins to fill the sky
lets all play the song of storms.
through the land,
just reach out and take my hand.
Soon the storm will pass.
We'll be free at last.
Look a light,
see it through the darkness night,
the Hero of Time has come...
Soul awake every single night,
With their thirst for blood they ride the night,
Don't rush Don't run everything's alright ,
Because the hero of time has just arrived. With the instrument of time that he holds,
every villain will burn from to and fro,
This is what the gods gave to us,
the hero of time burns any curse.
Now remember Young one for this is true,
That the hero lays resting in you.
The cry of the graves call,
For the curse of darkness still Goes on.
As the song of storm plays every raining day,
the hero of time comes this way.
And every curse will be destroyed
for each step h
An Aspie AnthemWeAn Aspie Anthem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
only a little differently.
P.2 Ch 2 Love Me ~ Demon!EnglandXReader[Name] woke in the arm of Arthur, her captor and Arch demon of Pride. She'd slowly accepted him sleeping in her bed, being she's often wake up from the pain she felt. He just started to sleep in her bed, never really asking permission. She'd gotten use to the extra warmth that he brought, and a strange feeling of comfort.P.2 Ch 2 Love Me ~ Demon!EnglandXReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lately the pain has become less and less, Arthur told her that it was just her body getting use to his blood. She didn't like the idea of his blood in her, but she couldn't do anything about it, and she really didn't feel like killing herself again. It wasn't a very pleasant experience for either of them.
Arthur had been different lately, he couldn't be trying to touch her or get her to have sex with him or anything that he'd tried before. He was concerned for her, though, she could tell. But, the demon was being as sweet as a demon could be. He brought her breakfast, not Drake. He'd get her something to drink, read to her, she felt pampered by all of his attention.
The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic"Come in."The Bracelet - Wicked fanfic9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fiyero opened the door at the sound of Elphaba's voice. He had never actually set foot inside the dorm room before – when he came to pick Galinda up for a date, she'd usually hurry to the door to meet him. He couldn't help smiling to himself. What secrets would he learn about her? Was she messy? Did she have embarrassing pictures on her walls?
There was nothing messy at all about the room, however. Galinda's side was neat, her extensive wardrobe lined up neatly in her closet, her shoes perfectly straight, and her pink, frilly bed made. Elphaba's side appeared even neater, but that was only because there wasn't much there – besides the book-lined shelves, she only had a few simple dresses.
Elphaba was sitting on her bed, absorbed in a book. She looked especially green in the lamp from her bedside table, and she didn't even honor him with a look to see who he was. "Galinda's not
Prussia x reader no more good girl chapter 21Prussia was paler than ever now, you gave him an uneasy glance as you wrapped your arms around his neck as her wrapped his arms around your waist as you two started to dance.Prussia x reader no more good girl chapter 213 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Are you okay Prussia?" You asked, Prussia seemed to hesitate for a moment until he nodded. You gave him an uneasy look wanting to protest until you shut your mouth.
Prussia then suddenly jerked his arms away as her said sorry as he dashed out of the room. "Prussia!" You shouted as you chased after him.
You went outside to find Prussia on the school steps with his head buried in his hands. You walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"Prussia...What's wrong?" you asked like mother would ask her child. "I'm not fit for that kind of dancing." He said as he looked up.
"You mean you can't slow dance?" You asked in amazement, Prussia nodded. You laughed uncontrollably.
"What the hell is so funny?!" Prussia shouted. You wiped a tear from your eye. "It's just that, The strong nation Pru
Hate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 03England x Child!ReaderHate Me [ England x Child!Reader ] 033 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Ah, today Arthur has a guest. It's that Frenchman Francis again; he's one of the few who know about Arthur raising you. He would always entertain you, or he would be fawning over how cute you are, or going on about how it's been so long since he's seen such and unloved micro-nation.
Those words twisted your heart, feeling as if somebody had finally decided to run you through with a knife, and with an extra little bit of courage twisted the knife. Your hand clutched the fabric over your heart, pulling your small cloak over your head in a failed attempt to hide your pain from Francis.
But the Frenchman had already taken notice, smiling he walked towards a small vase. Hearing his retreating footsteps caused you to panic.
'No!' you screamed, 'No! Please! Don't leave me here like Arthur! Please! Someone stay with m-'
"(Y_n), you can stop crying now. I'm still here ." Hearing the Frenchman's w
How Frozen Should've Ended"You'll never get away with this," Anna furiously gasped from the floor on which Hans had left her to die.How Frozen Should've Ended11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh, Anna, I just did," Hans said with an evil smirk as he closed the door shut and locked it tight.
The prince placed the key in his pocket (good thing he had made an effort to get that key earlier in case he needed it!), and walked down the hall. In the royal council room, the Duke and a whole bunch of other horrible people who were eager for him to give the go-ahead to kill Queen Elsa were waiting for him.
He collected himself and put on his best "sad Hans face." Man, all of those acting lessons he had taken during his youth were really paying off now!
"Princess Anna is...dead," he lied to them, placing a hand over his heart. "She was killed...by Queen Elsa!"
"Her own sister," the Duke said, apparently acting sad, but really, that guy was glad this had happened, because it meant there was an excuse to have Elsa executed now.
It took everything in Hans' power not to grin just th
buckstopseyes doed reflectbuckstops2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
back's hold of knives
wide, white, and whys
inside dismissive sighs
from complete investment
to depleted thighs
a lack so immense
light nor love survives
Male!ReaderxRussia--AloneProblems, problems, problems, the world gives me nothing but problems!Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My name is _______ _______, the personification of the island nation of (Country name). My home is located a ways off the coast of Latvia in the Baltic Sea. On a clear day, you can stand of the southern beaches of the island and see the coast of Gotland on the horizon. My nation may be small, but the people who call this place home, myself included, are a strong, sturdy people. We have to be; it hails bullets from September to November, it snows blankets from December to February, it rains buckets from March to May, and the sun blisters and burns from June to August. Yet, through it all, we've carved out a living here that we wouldn't trade for the world.
I've had struggles with other nations; it seems like everyone thinks that they can claim my land as their own simply because I'm a micro-nation. Boy, were they ever wrong. It wasn't easy, but over the years, decades, and centuries, I've gained my independence from
France x Reader: Being Loved...Part 6France x Reader: Being Loved...Part 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Voila! Crepes topped with your favorite fruit ma cherie!" France exclaimed excitedly, grinning as he spun elegantly before placing the dish before you.
You stared down at the beautiful breakfast you'd been presented with...somehow it didn't look as beautiful as it usually did...it didn't look as lovely yesterday morning either...
Taking a break from your food you looked up at France and managed a smile. "Thank you, Francis. It's lovely." you said softly.
You immediately felt your heart sink and tried to keep your expression from following suit when France's blue eyes sadenned and the corners of his mouth turned downward.
"___________________? What's wrong..? You've been acting very strangely since yesterday. Are you no longer enjoying my company?" France asked, forcing a half-smile though he looked more unsure, scared, and hurt by the idea than anything.
"No! I mean I am totally enjoying myself! I've just had a few things on my mind is all." you said, trying to reassure him with the b
Ennis and Jack- I Miss YouI hope you can hear meEnnis and Jack- I Miss You7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I remember it clearly.
The day, you slipped away,
Was the day, I found it wont be the same.
I miss you.
It was as if you could step into the smooth, parallel rows of the milky way lining the dark sky. The light of the cluster of the tiny stars lit up the entire campsite the two of them dwelled in. The air smelled of pine and night dew. There was one tiny star, hanging in the middle of the crowd of stars, shining brighter than any other the others. He decided to name it their star.
Ive never seen so many stars in such a long time, Jack Twist whispered in awe, running his hands through his dark hair.
He turned to stare at the man sitting down beside him, stoking the fire with a long stick. He didnt seem to want to stargaze that night.
Heck, he never wants to do anything Jack couldnt help but think as he desperately tried to search Ennis Del Mars complex, clouded mind. It was as though every time Ennis spoke, eac
the sounds my teeth make in the eveninghabit of spitting blood on crt monitors.the sounds my teeth make in the evening2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
tongue bit clean through yet exceedingly sonorous
and greedily i fling the flood. drink deep this chronic spurt
or link me a fitting deed honorer,
for inking my omnibus would waste time
surer than a spaced line.
oh, i did that anyway, my
prerogative is fogging up the lenses
and clogging up the senses
so i suggest you chase that clartin with patience.
paint me on the pavement and observe my perfect placement
while i idly comment on my lack of common sense and payment.
i compensate with plague drenched prattle
and pointlessly addled statements.
what good is order to a vagrant?
Meditation on ThoughtBegin the quiet storm of fidgeting,Meditation on Thought4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a drum, a drum:
fingers through hair,
the insides of my lids.
My mind grows scrublands.
"What do you mean?" and,
"What do I mean?"
I tend slowly toward the abstract.
Pine trees sprout from my hair,
a forest of church steeples.
Whippoorwill am I,
and my fingers stretch
to build me bridges of stone,
a whole cathedral of bone archways.
My Michelangelo eyes sit restless
in a face of white and green marble.
The smallest drop of rain
against the window
and my thoughts collapse
I must begin again.
There is a secret
as the drops of water
roll down the glass.
PrussiaxReader An Awesome Valentine's DayPrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader An Awesome Valentine's Day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
An Awesome Valentine's day
Valentines Day. Just like any other day of the year.
It wan't that you hated it. You just felt no need to celebrate it.
That was a lie. You always bought your self a small box of chocolates. Just so you could say that you had some.
But still, the holiday was like a scab on the calender.
Sighing you turned on your laptop. After checking your messages on DeviantART you turned to the only thing that allowed you to escape the world for a while.
Fan fictions. To be more precise, CountryxReaders.
After a moment of thinking, you smiled and typed "PrussiaxReader" in the search bar.
The next two hours went by in a flash as you read fan fiction after fan fiction. You only became aware of the passage of time when you reached out and felt around the inside of the small chocolate box. It was empty, you had eaten all of them.
Sighing you chucked it in the waste basket and clicked on another Prussi
Anne Shirley to Gilbert BlytheAnne Shirley to Gilbert Blythe4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Anne Shirley to Gilbert Blythe
There are no glistening mermaids in your seas,
no sneering sirens to tempt you from me,
no soothsayers to warn you of a fated fall,
only Cupid's arrows to focus on what you saw.
There is no Guinevere in your Camelot,
just Anne with an 'e', not Lady of Shalott.
You told Josie smarts are better than looks,
but I'm not dazzlingly clever despite reading books;
for I still long for Wordsworth's old world,
for Proteus rising in waves unfurled
or Apollo's chariot fluttering with day
and Nox's dark wheels to take it away.
I long for Peter Pan to chase off Time
but in the distance Donne's foreboding bells chime
where the Captain's hook glances the bronze
and reason rings with idealism's cons.
So leave me in my dream world, Gil,
where fantasies spring from the ink of my quill.
Twilight-Uncensored Ch.5ReviewTwilight-Uncensored Ch.5Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Review of Chapter Five
By Stephenie Meyer
So I bought a giant stuffed sheep the other day. It's pink—because the asshole kid in front of me took the purple one—and fluffy. It's going to sit with me today and every time I read something that upsets my inner writing Nazi, I shall hug it.
I opened the Twilight book and set the sheep directly in my lap. I shall name it…Sheepie.
Moving back a step for the briefest recap in history [well, in the history of this chapter review series:
Bella moves to forks.
Bella whines about her life.
Bella meets Edward.
Bella becomes bedazzled.
Bella and Eddy-pie fight.
Bella lies about shit to get out of being popular.
Edward decides to ask Bella on a road trip.
Okay, it probably could have been shorter. More like:
This story sucks, close the book.
Oh silly me.
And here I sit at chapter five…and I don't even know he's a vampire yet! I mean…wait a minute… Chapter five was
Different types of kisses (FranceXReader)Pressing against your lips with subtle force, Francis’ tired smile twitched his lips up when he hear you begin to stir with a moan. As though a dashing of crimson paint had been splashed across your cheeks, you blushed when you saw your Frenchman hovering over your form. A whispered ‘Bonjour’ in your ear was all it took for you wind your hands in his hair and reclaim his lips.Different types of kisses (FranceXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Morning.” You cooed back and he chuckled, ruffling the blond locks that cascaded onto his shoulders. His muscles flexed as he rolled his shoulders and stretched, yawning loudly.
You touched your lips, a thought forming itself in the crevasses of your mind. Actually know that you were actively thinking about it, the more it confirmed your belief. “Francis?”
The bed shifted due to his weight and creases surrounded where he sat on the plush cover you were still cocooned in. “Oui?” A soft caress down your cheek was accompanied by a loving glance. “I’v
lamentations of the flesha testamentlamentations of the flesh3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to best intentions
to be tentative
tending toward dissension
in dense inventions
intent on repetitious
the quintessential dimension
in the era
Italy x Male!Reader - Love is UnusualItaly x Male!Reader - Love is Unusual3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You smiled at the Italian as he held your hand and smiled. He had accepted your feelings and shared them! Italy got on his toes to do the usual kiss on the cheeks, so you bent down for him. Only, he didn't kiss your cheeks he kissed your nose gently and smiled.
"(Male Name), wake up" You looked at him in confusion and laughed.
"But, Feliciano, I am awake!" He shook his head, smiling more.
"Ve~ Just wake'a up!"
You groaned as light hit your face. You shielded your eyes and looked at the Italian that was now in your room. You sighed in frustration and relaxed back in bed.
"So, it was just a dream..." You muttered.
"Vee~! (Male name) your'a awake!" You sat up, letting the white blanket fall off your bare chest and rubbed your eyes, not seeing the Italian blush and look to the floor.
"Yeah... Sadly..." You muttered the last part and got up, stretching your aching muscles. You weren't buff, but you had some muscle, not too much and not too little.
"V-Ve, (Male name)? Do you'a want to go wit
TundraI prefer small and short-livedTundra4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing can take hold here,
For I destroy roots before they can bloom below me.
The negative space between trees
Is the only thing that lingers.
Huldah: WomanA woman.Huldah: Woman4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one hears a woman.
No one sees a woman.
A woman has nothing to say.
I am a woman,
But you took this woman
and gave her words,
and now they listen to me
because they're listening to you.
Now they see,
now they hear
this woman -
But it is not me,
it is you they listen to,
and I'm still a woman,
speechless and unheard.
I say what you tell me,
but cannot speak my heart,
and when they see me
they don't see me at all.
Lord, give me the strength
to submit to your will,
to do and to say
what YOU want me to.
For though they don't see
and though they don't hear,
though I'm only a vessel,
YOU care for me.
You hear this woman.
You see this woman.
You hear my heart's desires.
I am a woman
And you will carry me through.
Twilight-Uncensored Ch.4ReviewTwilight-Uncensored Ch.4Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Review of Chapter Four
By Stephenie Meyer
Quick recap from previous chapters tell you that Bella Swan moved to Forks because she's a masochist, every boy in the world must be in love with her [even if they're gay] and Tyler's van didn't succeed in its assassination mission. Quite a riveting tale, no?
So here I go again, with my bag of F-bombs, Wonka Runts, the Terminator 4 Sound Track and a crappy book that's probably not even worth being drug across my ass.
Mainly because who really wants hard paper on their backside? I don't. I like my soft tissue. It's got puppies and shit on the logo.
In the beginning of this chapter, Bella described a dream where apparently Edward has a severe case of radiation and probably need to be contaminated. She's trying to run toward him and can't seem to catch up.
For god's sake woman, hasn't anyone told you not to go toward the light? You like die or something. Is it just me, or is Edward being the light in this da
2P! England x Little! Reader ~Request~2P! England x Little! Reader ~Request~2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N:Ummm I didn't say how old you are but probably around 4 years old since you can talk.
You sat at home, alone like usual, waiting for your abusive parents to get home at the same time they usually do. Around 9:30 PM they would come home either drunk or high on something and then the would proceed to beat you until either you or them fell unconscious, normally them.
8:30 PM came around and your parents where home early, the smell of freshly baked goods came wafting through the house!
Your mother came in first and came into the kitchen/Dinning room where you sat on the floor shaking violently. You look up at your mother who was obviously high because her normally small brown eyes where inhumanly large and she was smiling at you bright blue frosting covering her lips as well as parts of her teeth.
"[Name]...do you want a cupcake?" She asks as your father walks in eating a cupcake with bright pink frosting.
"N-N-No thank you mommy..." you say your voice getting smaller and