NightmaresYou know how you feel at night, when you toss and turn in bed from fright?Nightmares2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The monsters haunt you, searching everywhere, and what are you supposed to do?
Do you face them with your fists closed tight, making sure they know you're ready to fight?
Or do you stay in the shadows with your heart pounding, waiting for the alarm to start sounding?
You know that it is just a dream and nothing is really as it seems.
But no matter how hard you try, all you want to do is break down and cry.
You tell yourself that it isn't real, but that's the exact opposite of how it feels.
The monsters turn and look you in the eyes and in their reflection you see your demise.
As you prepare to take the final blow the entire world begins to slow.
In a matter of seconds you will be dead, but then you jump out of your bed.
Beads of sweat drip down your face and you realize you have won the race.
You sit back and think of the terrors you beat when you feel the sudden grasp of your feet.
You're pulled to the floor an
Equality for allYou may think you know the difference between right and wrong,Equality for all2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But let me share some of my views with you in a song.
It doesn't matter if you're L, G, B, T, Q or straight,
What about equality, to love not hate?
So tell me your views, why you think it's so bad.
You can still be loved if you have two moms or two dads.
Don't preach us with the Bible, your words were heard.
But if you say God hates us, that's nonsense, absurd!
Genesis 2:24 & Ruth 1:14
Ruth loved Naomi as Adam did Eve.
Don't judge, but love as people are seen,
We're queer, we're here and ain't gonna leave.
Just deal with us liking the same sex,
If you're straight, it's fine, we give you respect..
But if you're a homophobic jerk,
We'll toy with you by giving you a wink and a smirk.
The Girl Who Dreamt of Never Being AloneThere was a time,The Girl Who Dreamt of Never Being Alone1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I never smiled.
It was time in which I never cared much.
Not for anyone,
Not for anything.
When I was younger,
People thought it was just a phase.
That I'd soon over come my shyness,
And have friends.
But I never changed.
People grew scared,
Thinking I had some type of black magic in me.
They thought I was depressed,
Or that I had secrets I couldn't tell anybody.
They sent me to many strange people,
To therapists dressed in covers of white.
But nothing ever changed.
Their worries grew into disgust.
Their stares of pity,
Into painful stares of hatred.
The kind and scared words became sharper.
And each one,
Left a new scar on my heart.
The truth is,
I didn't care.
Not for anyone,
Not for anything.
They could do what they wanted.
It wouldn't bother me.
My walls grew so tall,
It turned to stone.
At the age of nine,
I was just empty.
I didn't feel anything,
Only dull and hollow.
I felt like a doll.
Broken little birdBroken little bird,Broken little bird1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't say another word,
I'll fix your broken wings.
Little bird with ruffled feathers,
Practicing will make it better,
I promise it will ease the sting.
Given time and all my love,
Lovely little broken dove,
I'll teach you, again, how to sing.
I Don't Know You.It is hard, you know?I Don't Know You.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I guess I don't
Since I don't know you
I never really knew you
Veins run under your skin
Your heart pumps blood
Your brain produces thoughts
And you take a breath
Yet you're not really breathing
When was the moment that you stopped being alive
And began to merely live?
Nothing really matters
You don't care much about what you feel
Except for that one ceaseless echo
Sending waves through your bones
And you feel as though even your own heart aids
In your pain
It hurts, doesn't it?
It hurts like nothing you have ever felt before
It never stops
It is not physical
You cannot heal the wounds with your mother's band aides
You cannot drink medicine to make the pain go away
It beats with your heart
And each inhale you take
Is just another
Your whole life has been truly agonizing, hasn't it?
Curling up, and thinking down, as your room spins you all around.
According to you, this is all one endless fight.
But according to me, violence ne
Are you proud yet?I know you're not proud of me,Are you proud yet?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The choices I've made,
So why can't you leave me be?
When I'm kissing my girlfriend,
Why can't I just get a boyfriend?
When you send me to my room,
Are you proud?
When my tears drown me,
And I have nothing left to do
But turn to my knife?
Are you proud knowing you're the reason
I find my scars to be so beautiful,
Even though you tell me they're horrid.
Take a look around,
Step out of your generation.
No one else cares anymore,
Who's so disgusted by the fact
That, for once, I'm happy.
Are you proud yet?
AmericaxCountry!ReaderxRussia Ch.1 Take Me InsteadAmericaxCountry!ReaderxRussia Ch.1 Take Me Instead1 year ago in Romance More Like This
America x Country!Reader x Russia
Chapter 1: Take Me Instead
beep, beep, beep, beep, be-
A lazy hand soon rose up from the alarm clock from Alfred’s bedside. Soon enough the drowsy American rose up from his bed heading to his bathroom. He flicked the light switch to reveal is slightly bad bed head and Nantucket completely disoriented.
“Another night of hell…” the American sighed to himself.
As Alfred was about to undress to take his morning ritual shower, his old time friend Arthur also known as the personification of England sent a text to him. Alfred glanced at the brightly lighted phone.
‘Hope you’re awake, we have a meeting at 4:00 p.m. today. So don’t be procrastinating throughout the day.’
Alfred gave a disgruntled groan,”Ughhhhh today is just not my day..”. Alfred than was proceeding typing back to Arthur.
‘Dude can’t we just take at least one day off from these meetings, I’m so not feeling up for it
UKUS 12Alfred had fallen asleep on the McDonald's table. He'd eaten every last crumb of the too many burgers, chicken and fries he had ordered and drank refill after refill of sugar littered soda. Italy had never seen him eat that much before.UKUS 122 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Besides that, unfortunately the dirty blonde had remembered he still had on his fairy costume. He looked almost disgusted with it as he reached behind him and pulled the fake wings from his back. He didn't care it left two holes in the back of his shirt and had just crushed the flimsy things in his hands before throwing them away. He had also done the same for the frilly "leafs" at the bottom of the green pants he wore and brushed most of the sparkles off the shirt, leaving them to flutter onto the ground to mingle with the dust. Feliciano didn't say anything as he watched his friend let out his frustration on his costume. At least he hadn't tried to throw the ring away yet as it still rested safely in his pocket.
But that was a while ago. Almost
UKUS 11Silence.UKUS 113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It pierced Arthur painfully, his cheeks sweltering under its pressure and anticipation.
Each pair was fixed on him, including the smiling man kneeling in front of him, holding out that little box filled with surprise and expectation.
Was he breathing? Arthur wasn't sure anymore. He couldn't feel it, just every eye on him and the burning heat in his face.
"A-Al Al I "
Then, disappointment. Surprise.
Alfred watched as his lover whipped around, running up the stairs towards his room, leaving him kneeling there with ide eyes and no answer.
"Ar-Artie?" The American's voice was soft, rarely afraid but still hurt and he stared with pain in his blue eyes up the staircase the Brit had run off to.
It filled the air again until every surprised eye was on Feliciano who thought quick and ran forward, grabbing the microphone.
"That's it, everyone! Thank you for coming! Feel free to escort yourselves out!" His Italian accent rang through the speaker quickly before he
i don't think im alive enough to die yet.we used to play russian roulette on dingy street corners,i don't think im alive enough to die yet.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
cigarettes hanging from soot-blackened lips
and morphine running rampant through our drugged up systems.
i remember how i was always shot.
you ran away when i didn't die
and left me to bleed out
onto the cold concrete.
but you don't understand-
dolls and wallflowers are empty inside,
and hearts constructed hastily with broken matchsticks
don't beat true. it's just dull thumping
in a hollow chest cavity.
(and even the best dentists can't fill this one up.)
A to Z GerIta Drabbles HGerIta A to Z DrabblesA to Z GerIta Drabbles H2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
H for Heaven
If you had asked Ludwig what his worst nightmare would have been, he probably would have responded with WWIII or a world with no rules. He never would have imagined that his best friend and lover would ever get sick. It never entered his mind that he could someday lose the person he had grown to rely on.
When Italy's economy took a sharp dip, Feliciano's health followed suit. Ludwig desperately tried to take care of him and help boost the economy. He faithfully stayed by Feliciano's side; holding his hair out of the way and rubbing his back soothing as he threw up, cooking whatever the Italian desired even though he would just continue to lose weight, tucking him underneath layers of blankets and gently holding him as he slept to try to cease his shivers. It was painful to see the Italian constantly in pain. He helped him around the house as he would get sore. He would hold him bridal style, gently tuck his head in the crook of his neck and hum
Answer - English LyricsListen to Mes' cover of this song with my lyrics: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dYEhGGWY7DIAnswer - English Lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
since our end
it's been quite a long while
and the scene has finally gone by
the passing days are cruel
but time has helped me heal
in this town we lived in and loved in
the tomorrow we both wanted parts in
has somehow slipped away
as if the sun has cleared any trace
the hands of the clock
are slowly digging at our scars
and scratching all the pain away
despair i couldn't shake,
relief that covered all of me,
and barely fallen rain;
how can i explain
though it pains just like your memory
that somewhere in my heart
a part of me still aches?
my name on your lips
from deep inside of me
is vivid, clear, and new
just like it's always been
these wounds that i've worn
were from thorns
that should have
but pierce me
gently so that i never will forget
this chain we've made
of the pain and all the happiness
just another one
that i'll carry in my heart
i never will r
UKUS 16 THE ENDThe ring stayed shining on Arthur’s thin finger for months after. They even went and found Alfred one, though he insisted not to make it too “girly” or anything so it ended up being a simple silver with three small diamonds pushed into the interior. He didn’t want anything too big or bright, he was the hero after all, but he defiantly wanted to show his love for the Brit anyway he could.UKUS 16 THE END2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“How about this one? It’d look great on you!” Feliciano suggested, looking with Alfred at various styles and colors of suits for his big day. If you needed help with fashion or decorating, Feliciano was the one to go to, after all. Lucky for Alfred they were such close friends, which also in turn ended up with the little Italian being one of the American’s groomsmen.
“Dude, that would look awesome!” Was Alfred’s excited response at what the other showed to him. He helped dress him up for his restaurant proposal, now he was helping him wi
USUK Mr. Ugly 29USUK Mr. Ugly 292 years ago in Settings More Like This
Warning! Belarus! Fritz! Homophobic Poland! Prussia! Assertive Canada! Cussing! More OOC-ness than normal! Bad spelling!
"Dad! Can I talk to you?" Alfred asked, peeking into his father's office.
"Yes, Alfred?" Daniel asked, not looking up from his papers.
"You know I don't think its fair that Matt's betrothed & has no choice about it."
"Yes..." Mr. Jones quietly wondered what his youngest was up to.
"Well, what if you deny the betrothal between Matt & Beth all together & have me marry whatever girl, other than Beth, that you choice?" Alfred suggested, barely taking a chance to breathe.
"Because its not your choice. I am the head of this household & I made that promise."
"So it doesn't matter how Matt or Beth or anyone else feels? You do what you want & we just have to follow your rules? What a great father you turned out to be." Alfred scoffed & stormed out of the room.
"Hey, Artie?" Alfred looked up from his Superman comic.
"Yes, champ?" Arthur asked.
"I know you are
Dear SocietyDear Society,Dear Society1 year ago in Letters More Like This
If I may be so kind, I will lead this letter by addressing your whole state of being.
Frankly, you are a hypocrite. I do not think you, in your current state, deserve to exist on this planet.
In other words? Fuck you.
This is for me. No...This is for all the boys and girls who don't feel as if they are worthy enough of love, or acceptance, or living. This is for all the boys and girls who feel as though they are nothing. This is for all the boys and girls who return home from school every day, just to sob into their pillow, for maybe being ugly, or stupid, or gay. This is for all the boys and girls around the world, who live in horror, but never get airplay of their events.
This is for us all.
In every one of my years, I have never been so upset.
You see, Society, you like to tell us that we are all beautiful, gorgeous, handsome beings! You tell us that we're smart and intelligent. You say the color of our skin does not matter. You put us in the mindset that if we work ha
Earth Angel - USUK - 1~Alfred~Earth Angel - USUK - 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I woke up this morning like I did any other morning: cold, tired, and not at all wanting to go to school. I groaned and rolled onto my stomach, pulling the blankets tighter around me. I looked at my watch, which said it was 8:00. School started at 8:45.
Whatever. My attendance record was already terrible and one more late wouldn't hurt it. Then I saw the little number beside the time. "14". My eyes widened in realization. February 14. The most important day of the year.
Yesss! I jumped out of bed like it was on fire or something, getting into my uniform in record time. All I could think was "Valentine's Day! Valentine's Day!" I didn't even say a word to my parents as I ran out the door. I think I even skipped all the way to school.
You see, I have this huge crush on a guy who's in most of my classes. &
Hetalia Academy 6"Bye guys!" Matthew waved politely. "I'm going to show Lovino around." He motioned the Italian to follow him as she started walking away from the trio who stood before the large building still. The two guests had watched the three practice, though mostly chatted together. They had decided to get lunch at a café Matthew insisted on showing the other boy, and walked away from the trio without another word.Hetalia Academy 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The albino glared at the back of the Italian, making Antonio and Francis nervous.
"Alright, Gil, calm down. Mattie's just being friendly by showing Lovi around the city. They're not going on a date." Antonio told him, trying to comfort his friend and himself. He didn't want his little Italian to fall for anyone but him.
Gilbert huffed, turning away and marching the opposite way then the Canadian and Italian had gone. "Whatever."
~~~~ Lovino and Mattie ~~~~
"This is it." His quiet voice told the Italian beside him, opening the door to a small building.
Neither of them notice
Hetalia Academy 10Gilbert walked with his two best friends as they headed to the mess hall for dinner. All in all, it was miserable. They ended up sitting on the opposite side of the large room than where they normally did with Alfred, Arthur, Ivan, Yao and the others. No, they sat by themselves in the corner, avoiding eye contact with the ones they could feel staring at their backs.Hetalia Academy 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This sucks." The albino growled into his drink, earning a sad gaze from the Spaniard and Frenchman.
"Lovi won't even say hi to me anymore! How can I host him if I can't even talk to him?" Antonio whined fearfully.
He didn't get a reply, just the sound of silver tapping the plates they ate off of.
After a few minutes, Gilbert turned his head, taking a quick glance at their usual table. They were all talking and laughing like they usually were. "Guys," He said, turning back around, causing the two to look up at him. "I'm not very hungry right now I'm just going to go to bed." He told them quietly, standing up and dumpin
USUK Mr. Ugly 28USUK Mr. Ugly 282 years ago in Settings More Like This
Warning! Belarus! Fritz! Homophobic Poland! Prussia! Assertive Canada! Cussing! More OOC-ness than normal! Bad spelling!
Silence echoed throughout the room as everyone took in the news. Suddenly words started spilling from Arthur lips such as "What the bloody hell do you mean!? No one ever told Beth or myself!" & "How the bloody hell is that fair!?"
"Dad! What the fuck! How the hell can you do that to Matt! He has every fucking right to choose!" Alfred started shouting, his words mixing with Arthur's. Matthew had turned pale, tears filling his eyes, the knowledge that his right to choose, his right to fall in love & his right to be himself had been stripped from him with a single sentence. His mom & Gilbert tried to soothe & calm him, but the noise of the room started to suffacate him, to tighten around his heart.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!" Matthew shouted, getting the room to silence before he ran out.
"Matt!" Gilbert said, running out after him.
"You hated him, why would yo
Spain's Prisoner 23It was two days after Romano had been haunted in his sleep. He'd learned Canada was getting better but he didn't tell him about his dream. He just liked to sit beside his friend's bed and talk to him as he rested, watching over him as if it would keep anything bad from happening to him.Spain's Prisoner 233 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Romano," The Canadian looked up at him from his bed. "What's the matter? Something wrong?"
"Hm? No." The Italian replied quickly. "Just tired."
"Oh? Well you can leave and take a nap if you-"
"No! No, it's alright, Canada. I'd rather sit in here if that's alright." Romano's voice was soft and he stared at the floor. Why wasn't he mean to this boy like he was everyone else, even his own captain got yelled at by him, but for some reason he just didn't want to around Matthew. His presence was relaxing.
"O-Of course it is, Lovino. Stay as long as you want." Matthew replied.
They stayed like that for another week, Arthur starting to get more and more worried about Alfred. He was injured already, but he
More Thoughts on PolyamoryPolyamory is very difficult in practice. On paper it makes sense, the theory is good. But to behave in this way is unbelievably frightening to some people. Most people? Maybe it's me, maybe it's the way I go about friendships. If someone becomes interesting enough for me to invest time in, they seem like an intense, intelligent entity that I can learn from, I get excited. Share humor? Yes, motherfucking yes. And when I become dazzled I begin to love the person. It's not that I suddenly fall in love and set all my hopes and dreams on any one person, it's that they have afforded themself the unleashing of the unconditional.More Thoughts on Polyamory3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It sounds like I'm laying a trap. Most people that I encounter feel safe and secure within the societal boundaries of entitlement and expectation. They're used to being told they are bad if..., they are good if..., and to me that's not a correct way to go about it. I have my opinions on what
RA: To the Horizon [Chapter 6]RA: To the Horizon [Chapter 6]5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Category: Sci-Fi / Humor
Characters: Snippy, Pilot, Engie, Captain
Chapter 6: Trust Issues
Pilot wearily trudged through the forest, every step a torment to his injured leg.
How long had they been walking? It must have been over 40 minutes, if his perception of time was correct. His head hung low, though every few moments he glanced up at the sniper scuffling sluggishly in front of him.
He will change again. Filthy, treacherous zebra. Must stay wary, Pilot thought to himself, almost waiting for his drained-looking companion to turn into a monster any moment and eat him.
Suddenly Snippy raised his arm, and with suspicion in his keen eyes Pilot stopped and watched, judging his companion's every move – but it turned out that the shoe was just scratching the back of his head. Sighing in relief, Pilot resumed a more relaxed stance and continued walking.
Maybe what he said is really true. Could it be? Pilot wondered. The alien scarf was very pale and d
BelarusXRussia: Ole Hallow's EveBelarusXRussia: Ole Hallow's Eve2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Author's note: As the title states, this is a BelarusXRussia fanfiction. If you do not like that pairing well do not read. You have been warned....)
I was walking along the streets in search of something to do. The Baltics were going Trick or Treating so I was all alone in the house. I decided to go out. Adjusting my scarf and putting on my hat, I set out into the frozen night air. The time was around 9:00 PM. Give or take a few minutes. When I came to sign I stopped to read it. It was the sign of the old graveyard. No one ever goes there. It is said that it is haunted by the soldiers of the past. I read the sign. Beware all who enter here. You are entering the gates to Hell. I laughed. Like I was afraid of some silly legends or some stupid sign.
I tightened my scarf and pushed open the giant metal gates. They made a spine tingling creaking noise.
As I walked in I started to hear strange things, like somethi
Hetalia Academy 3Romano groaned, his sleep being interrupted by a load, rude knocking on his door. "Stupid grandpa it's too early " He muttered before hearing a Spanish accent on the other side of the wooden barrier. His hazel eyes snapped open violently, jerking upward and staring around the tomato painted room. Oh yeah he wasn't in Italy with Grandpa Rome anymoreHetalia Academy 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oi! Lovino! Lovino, mi amour!" The Spanish accent continued, and Romano growled in hatred. He stood up, only in his red boxers, and didn't reply to Antonio. Rubbing the back of his head tiredly, he looked around before heading towards his closet to find some clothes for his first full day here at the academy.
He heard a quiet clicking noise, but ignored it. His shirts and pants were hung on hangers and his underwear was folded neatly into the draws that were on the left and right side of the closet. Somebody was supposed to be bringing him his dress pants and uniform jacket today, so so far this was all he had ready.