Frozen: The Icebound ProphecyFrozen: The Icebound Prophecy1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A princess with powers over the Cold.
a power from ancestors centuries old
When she ascends to be Queen of the kingdom,
her frosty power will unleash something fearsome.
Winter eternal will change the land's form.
Frost and snow will spread in the storm.
The curse of the Cold can be broken
by love long hidden and never spoken.
Dear Poetry,You will find out that I am not a strong person. Dragons do not make a home beneath my skin to hoard their treasured princesses. I am not that lucky. For I have misplaced collarbones just as quickly as I’ve misplaced hearts, a pulse still rhythmic against my fingertips. I am a monster of words, devouring Cummings and Plath with no ounce of self control left in my body. I promised myself this weight would not fall for the sharp edges of stars ground into your knuckles. But, write air into my lungs, poetry. Give this wild thing a reason to learn the definition of tamed.Dear Poetry,2 years ago in Letters More Like This
Write me a poem, and I will promise to fall in love with you, slowly and then…all at once.
Accursed WombYao's hands are bleeding.Accursed Womb4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They are cracked, and he stares at them, enchantedhe does not lift his eyes, as the shouting begins and the halberd is pointed; more shouting, and he finally gazes upward to see the tyrant run through; his eyes watch as Dong Zhuo thumps down, squirting blood, squeezing through robes and fat.
The cheer goes upthe tyrant, who has pillaged villages and defiled women, ceaselessly, ceaselessly, is gone and done for.
Yao takes action then, as Dong Zhuo's foster son and murderer Lu Bu raises his headYao moves, unsheathing his jian and twirling it to feel it, storming after the others as the tyrant's home is cracked open to the air, as the tyrant's venerable mother cries that she knew this would be so
There is a child. Yao cuts it down before turning back to the dowager. This is not the first time he has done this, and so he is used to this. He grits his teeth, still.
Despite his numbness towards this scene, the child's screams pierce his heart
Criminal (Levi x Reader) Chapter 12Criminal (Levi x Reader) Chapter 122 years ago in Romance More Like This
You froze as the two men stared each other down, Erwin with unwavering confidence, Levi with barely restrained anger.
“What is he doing here?” Levi snarled again.
You pulled your hands out of Erwin’s grasp and rushed to Levi’s side, but you were too late. The shorter man had already stridden forward, fists clenched and his face set with determination and fury. Erwin stood to meet him, expression grim, blue eyes never leaving those of the advancing man. Levi stopped before the Commander, gazing up into the face of the towering blonde soldier. Despite the obvious height difference, Levi stood as if he was ten feet tall, and Erwin faced him with a look that exuded a confidence that would intimidate any man. But Levi wasn’t any man.
Levi’s fists clenched. You opened your mouth in an attempt to dissuade him, but Erwin beat you to the punch.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he said softly. “I could have you arrested at any
Prom Disaster Chapter 38 Eggman attacked on the sixth day. But it wasn't the blue hero he attacked.Prom Disaster Chapter 384 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Perfect!" Sonic cried happily after a call from the police on Eggman's location, "Eggy's attacking again!"
"And that's a good thing?" Cream asked, wincing as Amy bent and straightened her arm. It wasn't broken, or even sprained like they thought; just bruised real bad.
"Don't you see?" sonic asked, "After we defeat Eggman, he'll run away to his base "
" and that's where Shelby and Lindsey's bracelet will be!" Tails exclaimed!
"Exactly, little bro!"
"Let's go then!" Knuckled said.
Eggman was in the Mystic Ruins on top of a cliff. And he wasn't alone. In front of him stood what looked like a blue mix of a wolf and a hedgehog. The Sonic Team
Marshall Lee/Prince Gumball Anniversary BlitzWith a rather long checklist in hand, Prince Gumball paced before the massive double doors of the palace's grand dining room. Trying to calm her majesty's fraught nerves, Peppermint Maid followed closely behind him, trying to assure him that everything would be alright. Gumball had been worrying himself into a tizzy for the past week, planning and scratching and re-planning the impending evening, but each time he thought he'd gotten things settled, he'd second guess himself and start over; the whole process was very demanding on not only the young prince, but also his waiting staff.Marshall Lee/Prince Gumball Anniversary Blitz3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His original idea had been to turn the affair into a grand gala; a regal affair with beautiful gowns and clean-cut suits. The food would be exquisite, the wine rich, and the company cut from the highest tier of society. But as he was in the midst of organizing an extravagant feast, he stopped and rethought the entire event. Completely disregarding his o
TFLN-FF7 File NameFinal Fantasy Seven: TFLN CuesTFLN-FF7 File Name5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Texts from Last Night)
BETA: None not for this.
Cue: I do not anticipate a passing grade
Warning: The real reason the Cloud didn't make it into SOLDIER. Language! Tsk, tsk Cloud is a potty mouth.
Disclaimer: Don't own, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Cloud and Zack
I am so SCREWED!
Zack had to check again who it was that had sent him the message. It was usually Reno that sent him stuff like this not Cloud.
Zack contemplated the message before responding with a simple question mark.
~maybe he forgot to return a library book on time~
He couldn't think of anything that Cloud would do to get himself into trouble. He was almost too shy to be in the infantry, as it was. The worst he ha
Levi x Reader- Love me - Chapter 6Levi x Reader- Love me - Chapter 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 6: Basic Manners
When you had finally finished your transformation fom a girl to looking as a 'guy', Levi had made you clean all the squad leaders rooms, including his. Actually you didn’t really need to do much to his, he was a clean freak after all, and it wasn’t surprising that even dust was afraid of him.
After you had cleaned properly(According to his criticism) you were made to clean everyone in the Levi Squad boots. You growled remembering the sadistic tone Levi had used when he gave you more cleaning duties. You were now heading towards Petra’s room to grab her boots.
You knocked on the door a little to hard, still not letting go of your anger. Because seriously! He could have at least been nicer to you since you were in his squad now….
You heard Petra ask in a really sweet and sleepy tone while opening the door. There was a crack on the door and a sleepy eye was looking lazily at who was it
That A Promise Doll FaceThat A Promise Doll Face1 year ago in Romance More Like This
That A Promise Doll Face
2P!America x Reader
Hi everyone so this is a new story I'm working on and it may not be that good >A
Birds of a Feather: Sam WilsonxTeen!Reader Alleys in D.C. weren't the premier place to hang out.Birds of a Feather: Sam WilsonxTeen!Reader 11 months ago in Romance More Like This
Unless, of course, you were into alley intercourse, or if you were a homeless kid who was particularly good at mugging people.
You were the latter.
16 years old, dressed in a black hoodie with a partially ripped back, jeans, black leather gloves, ragged skateboard shoes, as well as tactical goggles with one cracked lens and a face mask that didn't quite fit you, prowling alleyways with a knife in your hand. No one in their right mind ever came near you.
It was late afternoon, a little after rush hour in Washington Highlands. You sat on a 3rd floor fire escape of an abandoned apartment building, goggles and mask off, sorting through today's loot from your raid in the main part of D.C.: A few nice rings, a wallet with fifty bucks cash, a platinum bracelet, a designer purse with an iPhone and money, and lastly, a few shopping bags with flannel shirts and a pair of designer combat boots.
You smiled to yourself. After four years of runni
Moments [Tadashi x Reader]Moments [Tadashi x Reader]4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Word Count: 1,443
I don't have much to say except I hope you like this! It's just a small group of three short oneshots that aren't really connected to each other plot wise. I feel like Tadashi goes ooc but screw it, nobody's perfect. (I'll do some more editing later I can fix it I think maybe perhaps shh it's good to have hope at least I'll do some editing I think I've done well considering it's like 2am right now)
“Hey…” a gentle voice murmured, brushing the hair away from your face as you clenched your eyes shut and curled up tighter into a foetus position “You okay?”
You scoffed and opened your eyes, looking at your boyfriend, “Just peachy. Now go away and leave me to die. It’s too early for your surprise visits.” Tadashi chuckled softly in response and crawled in next to you under the covers, pulling your chests flush against each other. His strong
Too Darn LuckyToo Darn Lucky3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Willet Fanfiction Project
Title: Too Darn Lucky
Summary: As he watched her sleep in the light of the moon, Wilbur thought being too darn lucky doesn't even describe it.
Author's note: This fic is independent to my other Willet fic. I'm getting a fever on a pairing that would never officially happen. As much as I wanted to, I can only commit myself to one-shots and not on chaptered ones.
Sometimes he would wonder if things happen for a reason.
Having waked up from his slumber, he had sat up in a daze, wondering why he is more or less alert in the dead of the night. It was probably from the lingering effects of the coffee patches, but whatever it is, he was glad he did when he saw the other side of their bed.
She lay there on her side, facing him. The light of the full moon shone from their bedroom window and into her side of the bed. Her dark-bluish hair gave sheen from the moon light as it lay sprawled around her shoulders and framed her young face that is for now peaceful.
Warmth - drabble“Stormfly, still,” Astrid commanded. The Nadder’s fidgeting barely halted but her rider still managed to get one of the three saddle straps undone.Warmth - drabble2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey,” Astrid called out as she worked. “Let’s check out the Ice Gorges next time. I hear there are some edible wild berries in those parts. We’ve pretty much exhausted all of Berk’s by now…”
She kept her focus on maneuvering around the next set of buckles, even as Hiccup’s voice rose to respond from the other side of his dragon.
“I thought you said it was too close to Villainy?”
Astrid’s shrugged. ”Eh, I wasn’t sure you could keep up before. I think we can give it a go next time we’re in the area.”
There was a pause and then, slow and uncertain, Hiccup repeated her words.
“You weren’t sure I could keep up?”
Astrid bit her lip to keep from smiling. His voice always dipped in
on leaving it behindi stillon leaving it behind3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
this might appall you
or agonize you but i do.
i remember still evenings
with little to exchange besides
heartbeats and breathing patterns.
i remember soft afternoons
with my back raking against the carpet
leaving sporadic scars and stitches of memory.
i remember dark roads, and darker rains.
i remember a longer faith and a shorter pain.
the wounds are not as fresh, they do not sting,
but they ache and the few times i hear your voice
wedges your fingers in my brain and i can feel the cake
of neglected cum stains and i can hear the desperation in
the small whimper of my name and the way it was hard for your
breath to escape and my mind is running on thin rails, paper train,
and all i ever wanted from you was a home, not a place.
you would finger fuck me in the movie theater
and i would squirm and you would laugh because
i am not so good at keeping quiet. and all it would take
was a look from me or my hand up your knee or my lip under my
teeth and your eyes would
winter always reminds me of you.It never snowed last December, but it was always there on the horizon. Like a bad dream on the periphery of my vision, a relentless reminder that I don't ever have control over things the way I think I do. The way I want to. Recently, I realized that I feel everything a bit too sharply. The cold. The pain. The nothingness.winter always reminds me of you.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's heart wrenching. It's stomach twisting.
The minute you were gone, the air in my lungs left too. It's amazing how long you can live without breathing. It's much longer than anyone tends to claim. Truthfully, it's not even the thing I miss anymore. I only miss you. I miss the feelings. I miss anything that isn't the slow crack and settle of this old building. Or the familiar beating of my heart. The sun rising and falling from the sky each and every day.
I don't remember what it's like to not wake up to a pattern, but I do remember that it was so much better than this.
I used to never know what to expect. Now I have no expectations at all. It didn't take me long t
i'd call it love, if it wasn't suffocating.every time it rains,i'd call it love, if it wasn't suffocating.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i think of you.
because that's all there is--
and a quick breath of air
before we all go under.
every time it rains,
i swear i'm drowning.
Black Rabbit - Part fifteenShiloh sat on the mass of red comforters and pillows in his bedroom, propped up against the headboard, staring across the room at the numerous photos plastered onto the far wall in messy discord as he munched the box of crisps in his lap. He dug his hand deep into the cardboard container, the plastic crinkling; he was nearly to the crumbs and he was still hungry. But it was one of the highest protein things they actually still had at his auntie’s, besides the icky greenery kept away in the veggie drawer downstairs- hidden in the towering fridge. He gave a small little sigh, eyeing the little black cell propped on the whale pillow beside his leg. He really started to miss Casey; they hadn't seen each other in days...well more like three weeks and four extra days to tack on. But he felt needy and afraid that Casey would push him away if he got too close; he loved that angsty raven, but he was scared that he may love him too much and didn’t want to scare him off. All heBlack Rabbit - Part fifteen3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
confession to my most preciousyou're beautifulconfession to my most precious5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you're a drop of perfection
you're so worthwhile and deserve only the best in life
and I can't promise you'll get it
but I can say you deserve it.
Just a Fashion?Emo. We've heard this term for years. I don't exactly remember when it actually started, but I didn't personally hear of it until my sophomore year. All we had was punk and gothic, but now gothic and emo are completely confused with each other. And now I'm ashamed whenever people accuse ME of being emo because they don't know the difference. Not even Southpark knows the difference.Just a Fashion?2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The problem is, emo is associated with "emotion," but a depressed emotion at that. When people think of emo, they think swoopy haircut colored black, black clothing with occasional stripes, plaid, checkers, etc., hate for the sunlight, hating EVERYTHING, and writing depressing poems... oh, and cutting yourself! This is the problem...
There are people who do all these things that are not emo. I knew a very popular girl in 8th grade, Courtnie (yes, with an i), and she confided in me that she cut herself too, showing me her marks. Mind you, this was your stereotypical preppy ditz that was pretty much better tha
Meeting the Family: Chapter 1 (Levi x Reader)“You’re doing what?” Connie, Reiner, Sasha, Eren, and Jean exclaims at the lunch table. You roll your eyes and repeat again, “I’m taking a leave for a week, so I need someone to take over my duties while I’m away.”Meeting the Family: Chapter 1 (Levi x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Where are you going?" Eren asks curiously.
“Nowhere really, I’m just gonna go visit my family for a bit.” You reply airily, taking a bite out of your sandwich.
“Ooh, I think I know where this is going. Are you going by yourself, or with a certain captain?” Sasha asks as she downs her vegetable soup in one gulp. Goddamn it, Sasha. Her intuition was too good. “With the captain.”
For a moment, you actually think that they’re going to be serious about this, like the nice, supportive friends that they were. Nope.
“Stop it! It’s not that funny!” You shout over their laughter. Honestly, they were overreacting. Connie and Sasha were both hold
on an envelopewhy do my d's and l's look like yours when i write your name?on an envelope3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's just been a little carousel,
spinning in pirouettes,
in my mind all day.
all i know is i'm glad i don't love you.
i don't know why you aren't relationship material-
in all honesty, you are.
i don't know why you treat me like your girlfriend-
kissing my forehead,
holding me gently,
touching me sweetly,
asking to see me,
sixty miles out of the way
in a city i can fall in love,
with no promise of sex-
all i know is i'm glad i don't love you,
& i hope it stays.
born to dieit has been a yearborn to die3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
since you have made me cry
always being second
eats at your bones
and low standards
lead me nowhere
RealKatnissReal4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I stand here, in front of the glass mirror in my old house in the Victor's Village. After District 12 was rebuilt, I came back here with a handful of people. Including Peeta, Posy, Rory, Vick, a girl named Violet, a boy named Simon, and others who I now forget. And now, 12 is bustling again, filled not only with people who used to live here but refugees from other districts as well, people who wanted to make a fresh start. Hunting and poaching are no longer illegal, but only a few of us actually have the bravery and the skills to go through the (now deactivated) fence and into the woods. The thing that scares most people away is not the animals. It's the fear of stepping on the numerous skeletons that still litter the meadow ground.
But none of that really matters now. All that matters is that I'm standing in front of a tall, thin, glass mirror in my home with my mo
Please leave a message after the toneMother, I've forgottenPlease leave a message after the tone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What the sun looks like,
What it feels like on my
Cellophane skin, cold as
Ice, I wonder if I will melt
Too if I try to get a glimpse.
I wonder if the sun is angry
At me for reminiscing with
The enemy. I'd be too, Angry
I mean. I never bothered to
Open the curtain to my tomb
[it is now much too stuffy to
Be a room] and my phone,
[Still connected with a wire]
Refuses to be kind. It must be
Angry too, I think. I might always
Be listening to the voices of those
That might as well be dead, they are
Always saying the same damn thing.
"Where are You?"
"Where have you been?"
"Why are you hiding,
You stupid thing?"
"Life waits for no one, not even you."
"Do you want to die in that room of yours,
Under your flowered bedspread, Surrounded
by the candles your sister Bought you for your
Do I? I would love a change of scenery,
But I cannot move. My bones have grown
Soft While I lay here trapped in the thoughts
Of Yesterday's misery. I'd much rath