Haku Returns chapter 1Haku Returns chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's been six years since my adventure in the Spirit World, six years since I've seen him. When I was able to return to my world with my parents and before I ran to the tunnel where they were waiting for me, Haku did promise me that we will see each other again some day soon.
Having strong faith in him since that day, I've been waiting patiently for Haku to come into the human world and find me. Even at the times I become very impatient and had almost about given up on waiting for him, my memories of him and my strong feelings for Haku make me think twice because he could appear anytime, possibly when I least expect it one of these days.
Looking out my bedroom window, as I thought about Haku, I decide to go out for a walk. Leaving my room once my light was turned off and I closed the door behind me, my mom said from t
Howls Moving Castle EpilogueSophie stood at the portal, her silvery-white hair cascading down her neck. Howl just stood at the top of the staircase, eyes brimming with tears as he remembered how he had said how her hair looked like starlight.Howls Moving Castle Epilogue6 years ago in Teen More Like This
"Please Sophie," Howl pleaded monotonously. "Stay." Sophie just shook her head.
"Howl, I was just a kid when it happened. When us happened."
"That may be so, but it was real."
"No!" Sophie said in disbelief, "We were naive. There is no point in me staying anymore."
"I'll miss you Sophie." Howl whispered.
She opened the door & disappeared into the eerie gloom, leaving Howl frozen with distress.
Calcifer, the fire demon who controlled the castle-whom had been watching the entire episode-called his name.
"Howl," he said empathetically, "Are you okay?" Howl turned around, his eyes ablaze with fury.
"I've just lost the one woman I've loved the most, HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?!"
"Hey, calm down. It'll work out."Calcifer replied, reassuringly.
StrayMy fatherStray2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
alone in the white, white room.
This place, which is not empty
which was my fig leaf, my raison
seems small as a crab shell.
Enough for his back,
his hideous grief.
Little else. It is unforgivable
to leave him so little
to leave him, that dark body
in that blinding room.
I'm fine."I'm fine"I'm fine.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see the words on my screen
Reads the words you're willing to share.
But like an iceberg's true form is hidden
You words mean not what they seem
Each time I can see these words
I want to reach out to you
Let my hands travel through the screen
With the speed of light to you
Just so they could hold you
Just so they could catch your tears
Just so they could embrace you
Letting you know you're not alone.
Alas, here I sit and can only stare
At the words appearing on my screen
All I can do is to read and to reply
with three simple letters:
let's lay down and watch the sky fall.i've taken on the habit of latching my watchlet's lay down and watch the sky fall.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the sixth-to-last notch so that it's too loose for my wrist
and every time i reach up to tame your mound of auburn hair behind your ear
time slips away from me
and we can entangle ourselves in the possibility of forever in its absence.
DaddyDaddy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"...Daddy..." I turned away from the noise, grumbling to myselftired. "Da~ddy," The whine continued, and I batted at the noisemaker, mumbling an expression of annoyance. There was a slight rustling of sheets and soft lips found mine, interlocking and kissing me smoothly. A warm hand felt across my forehead slowly, and I opened my eyes groggily. Green eyes sparkled down at me, and I realized that it was her sitting to the right of me. The girl I'd married, the girl I loved, my symmetrical angel. On my left, two smaller figures were sitting next to my splayed legs, smiling brightly at me. The girl giggled and the boy crawled up into my arms, hugging me tightan action that the girl soon replicated. My children, two of the most important things in my life. I peeked through the mess of hair and small limbs to see my wife, and I smiled warmly up at her. She returned the expression, and I sat up slowly, still cradling the children in my arms.
"Ohayou, guys." I beamed down a
The Nature of LeadershipMy friends,The Nature of Leadership2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I come before you as a Captain, but one who has learned from the ways of the past. I address you now to speak both of myself and of the belief that I hold for the future. We are humans, creatures of free thought and free speech. We gather in groups, connecting with those who are like-minded. We form these bonds because it is impossible for us to live alone, but even then, we think and act as freely for that is the gift of our being.
Yet even such gifts can be abused at times. Often we do not realise that the weight that our tongue may be enough to sink another in grief. Each word that we speak must be chosen carefully, for the power of the speaker compounds the weight of his speech. Some, carrying their first spark of greatness, might take this too far and abuse their strength. I was one of those individual, if you had known me in my early days. I spoke carelessly, without concern for any other and I viewed this as my given right. Indeed, I was shown to be very wrong.
The Big Four: The Rise of the Darkness (Ch. 1)The Big Four: The Rise of the Darkness (Ch. 1)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
North was busy creating a new ice-train. Christmas was still a few months away, but then again he has to deliver millions of toys to billions of kids. Everything was going just right until, bang! His office door slammed open, making his new creation crumble in his hands. "Ack! My train!" North turned around to see one of his yeti workers, "Ah, my friend. What is the matter?" The yeti burst out a line of frantic grunts and groans. North knit his eyebrows, "The Globe?" He walked past the yeti and to the Globe. The Globe keeps record of children of the world that still Believed, bad or good or naughty or nice. The Guardian of Wonder let out a hardy laugh and said to his worried toy-maker, "It is fine! Nothing is wrong with the Globe. Everything is in order, sure a few lights went out but that happens every day. Some stop Believing as more Believers come." As he walked away, the yeti huffed and looked at the Globe again, its eyes widened at what it saw form on the globe. Quickly, the yeti
Song of RaineShe scatters the seeds with her tiny hands.Song of Raine2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And pictures the sunset in a distant land.
She dreams of places, where she'd be free.
With clouds as far as the eyes could see.
And there she'd dance to the song of the rain,
While I would watch from my window pane.
With a smile befitting such a lovely girl;
The daughter I lost, to a cruel world...
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 2this is getting a warning for some seriously abusive shiznit....dont wanna read, im not making ya...enjoy^^abused!bullied!readerXspain part 22 years ago in Drama More Like This
"she cant see us." "yes she can." "hey can you see us."
"oh my god, she totally can!""hey why wont you look at us""yeah, pay attention to us"
"leave me alone"
"SHUT UP!" i slam my hands down on the desk, not registering my mistake until too late.
"(______)!!! What did i tell you about waking me up from my nap?!?!" my uncle shouts at me from the living room down stairs. i fix my eyes to my homework, fear glueing me to my seat. dammit, its all their fault. i hear his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and i panic; choosing to hide behind the door to escape after he notices the window that is open. if he looked out of it he would see footprints leading away from the house and leave to follow them to the park, a half hour walk at least.
he throws open my door with a beer bottle in his hand an
CanadaXReaderXAmerica 3Canada x Reader x America - Good Things Don't Last Forever - Chapter 3CanadaXReaderXAmerica 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Stuck in your next class, you were far too distracted to hear what the teacher had really been talking about. But, considering it was the first day, and you'd been fed the drivel of class syllabuses and responsibilities twice already, you figured that giving it a miss the third time round wouldn't affect you too bad. You scoured your copy of the 'Student Guide', which you'd carelessly shoved into, and now had retrieved from the recesses of your backpack. Scanning every page carefully, you knew when you'd reached the information of the person you were most curious about.
Alfred F. Jones. Same grade. In the school's baseball team. Hobbies include baseball, football, video games and eating.
why did it all make so much of sense? You couldn't help but study his picture carefully. Mattie and he really did look extremely similar, except for the fact that his hair was shorter, and s
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Ivan Chapter 1The Russian Flag!HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Ivan Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Smiling happily you walked over to your desk and sat down.
‘Hope Summers.’ Mr Flare said and you watched your classmate walk up and take the last folder. ‘Okay everyone open your folders!’
You slowly opened your folder and started the read the letter inside.
My name is Ivan Braginsky. I’m 18 living in Moscow, Russia. I like looking at sunflowers, making friends and drinking vodka da? I have two sisters. Natalya Arlovskaya is my little sister and Yekaterina Braginskaya is my older sister. Are you a girl or boy? Do you have siblings? What are your hobbies?
You look at the letter confused as Ivan and his sisters have different last names. Suddenly Jason nudged you.
‘What is it Jason?’ you asked him.
‘Who did you get?’ he asked.
‘Some dude from Russia named Ivan. What about you?’ you asked.
‘Some Polish dude named Feliks’ he replied with a small laugh.
Poland x Reader - EyebrowsToday you had come home after your long vacation in France. You had enjoyed it very much, although there had been a very annoying Frenchman who had flirted with you all the time. (A/N: I wonder who that could have been ohhonhonhon ^.~) You had turned him down every time though, you wanted someone else to like you in that way already.Poland x Reader - Eyebrows2 years ago in Romance More Like This
That person was your best friend Feliks. Everyone thought he was gay, but you knew better. He was just so adorable~! And what’s wrong with liking pink? It was just a color, like blue or green. You had missed Feliks, and you quickly emptied all your bags so you could visit him.
~Le small timeskip brought to you by Ivan’s scarf. You like it, da?~
You were standing in front of Feliks’ house, waiting for him to open the door. When he did he first looked surprised to see you, but then he smiled widely and glomped you.
“(Name)! I missed you like, so much! How was France, gurl?”
You giggled and hugged him back, typical Fe
WritingI am a writerWriting2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I write what
I wish I could say
Trapping my feelings
On paper everyday
I am a writer
I write what
I see around me
My eyes; wide open
Have set me free
I am a writer
I write what
I need to do
Clear and confused
Just give me a clue
I am a writer
I write what I feel
And I feel what I write
But when I stop feeling
I stop writing
And my little world
I am a writer
Who writes to find reason
And maybe even some treason
In this world
Where insanity rules
Behind a piece of paper marked:
"Here are the fools"
CanadaXReaderXAmerica 7Canada x Reader x America - Good Things Don't Last Forever - Chapter 7CanadaXReaderXAmerica 74 years ago in Romance More Like This
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
As you got ready the next day, only one thought ran through your mind:
Only one more day till the weekend
As much as you'd enjoyed your new school, and spending time with an old-yet-new friend, you couldn't wait for the weekend! The teachers had already piled a whole lot of homework onto you already, and you couldn't wait until Arthur moved in, so that you could bribe or force - whichever one worked better - him into doing some of your work!
Matthew was waiting patiently outside, as usual. Sometimes, you thought that it'd be funny to take extra time, on purpose, just to get him to be late. He had said that he had never been late to school. Never! Or maybe he'd just leave , but, still, it was worth a shot, right?
Then, the little angel that sat on your right shoulder came and gave you a tight slap.
And you aband
HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Ludwig Chapter 1The German Flag!HetaliaXReader Pen Pal: Ludwig Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You grinned and ran back over to your desk.
‘Adrian Adams.’ Mr Flare called out and you watched the boy get up, walk over and pick out a folder.
Watching him walk back to his desk you saw the flag on his folder, it was the Polish flag.
‘Amanda Johnson,’ he called out and Amanda got up and took a folder.
‘Okay, open your folders.’ Mr Flare said.
You hesitated for a moment but opened the folder. Taking out the letter you closed the folder again and placed the letter on the top of the folder and began to read it.
I am Ludwig Beilschmidt, I’m 16 turning 17 on October 3. I have a big brother named Gilbert. I like sports, playing with my dogs and training. Bist du ein Mädchen oder Junge? (Are you a girl or boy?) What are you hobbies?
You blinked at the letter for a moment, before chuckling.
‘What you chuckling at (First Name)?’ Amanda asked.
‘Nothing,’ you replied ‘who di