Violent Lovers(Jeff The Killer Love Story, Chpt 2)The two of us walked into the deep parts of the forest. The sun was just starting to come up, making me cringe. I hated the day. Currently, I wanted to say something. He said he would set off from killing that night, to 'get familiar with me'. Does that count as awkward silences? We'd been silent for a while.Violent Lovers(Jeff The Killer Love Story, Chpt 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"We're here." He said. I looked around, and there was a small pond. Next to it, was a mansion. My eyes went wide.
"A mansion?!" I nearly shrieked.
Jeff shrugged. "Belonged to one of my victims. I actually took care of it." He opened the door with a key and walked inside. "Feel free to do...er..shit."
I studied him. I still don't understand how he's still alive after all this damage he's done to his face. He looked at me once more, before heading upstairs. A feeling of familiarity took over me. It made my stomach churn, and I gripped the couch. It suddenly felt as if I'd known him for years. Where have I seen that look? Where? Where?!
Jeff The Kill
LoveLove is like the ocean;Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one moment a calm, liquid plain,
the next a torrent of mountains
that crashes down
and tears itself apart.
Sick and Twisted (One-Sided Garry X Ib)The world does not need people like me.Sick and Twisted (One-Sided Garry X Ib)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"People like me" meaning people in love with someone nine years younger than you. What kind of sick person would fall in love with a child?
I have fallen for Ib.
I can not help myself, though. I love her.
She is beautiful and so silent and mysterious. I wonder what she thinks of every day. What emotions she hides behind those blood, red, emotionless eyes that she owns.
What does she feel?
I will never know.
I know it is wrong and sick and just forbidden in general.
I can not help myself.
She is caring, kind, and I know for a fact that she's a brave kid. She is not afraid of anything.
Well, not that I know of.
Her hair is beautiful. It flows perfectly. It falls to her shoulders and I know that she does not think she is pretty. I want to tell her she is beautiful and does not compare to anyone.
She does not think so. She thinks that Mary is way more beautiful.
Mary is beautiful.
Mary is a painting, though. She is supposed to be b
Masked bitcH English Singable LyricsIt's hard to think straight when you're so irritatingMasked bitcH English Singable Lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Giving me that vertigo, stick to our routine, please
That tone of voice, and the looks that you give me they're all, I
Ahh, don't like this at a-a-all
It isn't fate or a miracle that we met
And I never cared if we ever connected
Am I your first? But I don't mind anyway, have your say, I'm all right
Hold me for one night
I don't need your love, I'd throw it away
Just keep piling up obsessions and walk in my door
Honey, close your eyes and take a deep breath
I don't mind if you're not dreaming of me any more
I don't wanna feel this dull empty ache
You can take me anywhere and I'll never complain
Cast your lustful gaze on me, your reward
Is to feel me feeling you, until the moment we're feeling the pain
It's hard to think straight, there's so much angst in my life
All of these distortions cutting through like a knife
Though I might have my claws around your back, it'll never mean that
You can belong to me-e-e-e
Don't look at me like th
The Unseen LifeThe Unseen Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Unseen Life
I thought pain was created to fade
But it seems like my life was crafted to break
So I apologize to the mirror and say "I'm sorry, it's too late."
I can't even look at my own face, as I can never accept my mistakes
I realize that I am brokenly made
My mind bleeds away the memories I've wasted
Remorse begins to slowly fill in the gaps that are left
This stained razor blade leaves every dark moment perfectly divided
I try not to indulge in act of prayer, because I refuse to ever confess
Even in death I will never rest
All visible colors descend into the ground
And time drifts off to sleep
Every sharp outline ascends into the clouds
As this reality begins to dream
This world has truly abandoned me
I keep on doing what I've done
So I can't deny that I've forsaken hope
I couldn't stop the emptiness once it had begun
But I had no other choice, because I was left alone
All I have ever had was myself to disown
Dawning self-hatred with no e
The first time you saw himThe first time you saw him3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The first time you saw him you knew there was something different about him. It might have been the way his hood was pointed in two places, or the dark shade of his skin, or even how he looked like he wanted to run at every noise. You were in the park. It wasn't strange for you to go there after school, however today was an exception, it was raining and you loathed the rain.
You push your wet bangs out of your face and walk up to the boy.
"Hi." You say, trying to catch is attention. His back stiffens and he glances about nervously before resting his eyes on you. He looks like he is going to bolt.
"What are you doing here on such a dreary day?" you ask, hoping to clear the awkward silence. He says nothing in response.
"Do you need a place to stay?" you ask. His eyes widen in surprise.
"No normal person stands in a park during a rainstorm." You say to yourself wondering what he was
Reaching Out To SanityReaching Out To Sanity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear the music,
playing in my head...
That brick wall melody,
that leaves me dry and bled.
Back out, unsound, way past
The naive embrace,
clutched like the withering vine,
so doubted in commonplace.
That sorrowful harmony,
with mysterious limbs
running like mad
through my mind, so dim with fog.
In my wake do I hear that music
of the morbid and downtrodden sound...
Sweet, the symphony of my imagination...
the chaos, although so profound.
Stained, my face with the misery
Of this occupation of thought,
not much, yet the burdens are stiff
within the acidic net, am I forever caught.
Hearing Damage"Let's go over it again," Gamzee says, stepping out from behind the recorder sitting on the tripod. He goes over to Karkat who trembles a bit, trails of glitter from his pink dress leading back and forth from the toy kitchen to the small kiddy table where Dave sits in his pressed, black tux.Hearing Damage3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Karkat stares down at the old cherry, painted plate in his shaking, ten year old hands. Why can't he ever get this scene right? They've tried it over five times now. It's simple too- just Karkat walking over to the table with a plate of bread in his hands, opening the jar of peanut butter and jelly that sits next to the salt shaker, and making a sandwich with the two slices of bread. Gamzee showed him what to do over and over, but Karkat can't seem to do anything right today.
He's waiting for Gamzee to snap at him and yell at him and spank him and end the movie so he can go get some sleep.
"Watch me, Karkat," Gamzee orders, moving to the spot where Karkat starts out over by the plastic stove. Karka
Sora X ReaderSora walks up to you at the end of classSora X Reader5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
"hey ___ wats up?"
you glance up from your book
"hmmmm nothing much just reading city of bones"
he stared at you
"oh....." (steals your book)
"___ thats so boreeeeiiinnnnnggg!" you should come to the party me and Roxas are having tonight?" hmmmm? watcha say __?"
you let out a sigh
"No Sora i'm not good at party's you know that!" "I only end up feeling really ackward while i'm at them"
"awwww common ___ pleaseeeeeeeee? for me?"
"W-well ... maybe okay!"
he kissed your cheek
"yay! you will come~"
he runs out of the class room.....you start to cry
"w-why would he do that put this pressure on me he knows i hate party's i feel like an outcast when i'm at them! he knows!"
you run home...
you walk into your room when your cell goes off from your purse
"hey ___ are you comeing or wat?"
"hello?...___ you there?"
you let out a small cry
"Sora....No i won't go i have fun at party's like you do a-a-and p
The Two StreamsDrifting down between the riverside treesThe Two Streams3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Early afternoon sunlight kisses you
As your raft glides over the clear water
Your focus is held by the horizon
In the distance, a split in the river
Presents itself, and you must make a choice,
Similar to one Robert Frost once faced
And like him, you stand in uncertainty
The one stream appears in a wilder form
Verdure bulging over it unrestrained
Keeping the sunshine from touching water
As if it welcomes neither man nor beast
It offers danger... and adventure too.
The other stream seems safer to explore
The plants on either side yield evidence
Of passage made by creatures unharassed
What great temptation security is
And what mind-numbing boredom it provides
Tension builds as need for decision comes
Emotion overwhelms your perceptions
And you choose by impulse over reason
Moments after resolution was made
You are already regretting your choice
Yet the depths of your mind cry out to see
The benefits beyond the detriments
JohnKat || TonightGive me a second I,JohnKat || Tonight3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I need to get my story straight,
Karkat hissed, rubbing his temples with an annoyed look slapped across his face.
Of course, most of the time, the troll was annoyed. But this expression seemed to have an appearance of such extreme irritation, that it contorted the Cancer's face into an emotion far beyond his regular.
It was because of the fact that he'd been dragged into this stupid idea. It was so fucking stupid, it made his head ache.
"John, uhh, said that he wanted to celebrate our defeating the game." Tavros said, the peanut butter-blood glancing at his fiddling fingers, and then back up.
"He, uhm, wants us all to, uhh, meet up at this one bar Dave's brother owns. He, uhh, said he knows it's not the best, erm, place. But it should be pretty empty tonight, and, hmm, we should all have a good time." The troll smiled.
Oh Gog, John...
He slumped down the wall his back was pressed against, tugging his knees to his chest and burying his h
In Between DreamsIn Between Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In Between Dreams
A fragment of a second
Just one slight glance
You're the only person
That puts me in a trance
I feel so close to you
But I am so far away
If only you knew
I felt this way
To fully express this feeling
It's like raw torture at heart
Because you live on without knowing
And it makes me desire you even more
A solace night of dreaming
I thought I never would have it
This longing luxury of sleeping
It's what I've always wanted
I thought it was too much to ask for
A sense of rest and relief
I feel as if it's more than I deserve
It's been so long since I had this nightmaric disease
I wish you could know
Of the peace that you bring me
It's something I never had before
I'd give anything to always have this serenity
Never again do I wish to awake
I can't let this placebo end
It's for my own sake
I can only pretend
When I see your face
Commission - That Smile of HisCommission - That Smile of His3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The day was dragging on into the evening. The sky was yellow mixed with orange and red but Ciel could already see the darkness of the night begin to engulf it.
"Young master, there are still a few document left that you must fill out." Sebastian said piling not just a small pile but a huge six foot tall pile of documents! This would take Ciel forever to finish. Giving a sigh Ciel said,
"Why can't you just do it all for me Sebastian."
"Well young master, this is your company and if you don't know how to run your own company, how do you expect to deal with all the drama in the future. Unless If you want me to do it so badly, you could give me a kiss~" Sebastian gave Ciel one of those annoying smiles that made Ciel's left eye twitch.
Uta no Prince Sama: HeartbeatUta no Prince Sama: Heartbeat2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Uta no Prince Sama: Heartbeat ☆6
Dear Syo fans,
Guess what? I don't care if it's Syo, Shou, Sho or whatever, FOREVER LOVE HIM. Sorry if this story disappoints you a bit. Again, no angry mobs just because I suck.:'D
Enjoy!!! I except requests!!!(me bored~) And yes, I would personally write a story for you, any time. Based on my dream.(dreams of STARISH are hard to get, I'm telling you.)
"__________-chan~!" shouted Natsuki in a pink, frilly apron."Want some cookies?" he said, handing you a plate of freshly burnt Piyo-chan cookies.
Aw man..."cute" but "deadly" you thought.
"DON'T EAT THEM _____________!!!" shouted Syo as soon as he saw the cookies.
"Oh? you want the cookies Syo-chan?! No need to be greedy!"
"____________! RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Syo toke your hand without thinking twice and ran for his life!!! Your heart went DOKI DOKI but you didn't have time for that! Natsuki was chasing you with p
Daughter of WhiteDaughter of White4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"Ikite ite gomennasai" itsu no ma ni ka kuchiguse
Yowane bakari haite ita tsumaranu dake no jinsei
Mura no hitotachi wa mina kirei na midori no kami
Nakama hazure no watashi hito to chigau shiroi kami
Mori no oku de hisoka ni sobie tatsu sennenju
Watashi wa koko de hitori kami ni negai wo kaketa
Kodoku ni iki tsudzukeru koto sore wa totemo sabishii
Dare demo ii watashi no tomodachi ni natte hoshii
Kanojo to deatta no wa sennenju
Taorete ita kanojo wo tasuketa no ga hajimari
Itsu no ma ni ka futari wa totemo nakayokunatta
Dakedo watashi to kanojo nani mo ka mo ga chigatta
Mura no naka no dare yori kirei na midori no kami
Sono yasashii koe to egao dare kara mo ai sareta
Doushite konna watashi ni mo yasashiku shite kureru no?
Jibun yori otoru onna wo owarenderu tsumori na no?
Hikutsu na watashi wo dakishim
Sora x Reader : Non-Existant HeartYou ran and ran and ran. Those shadows just didn't give up did they? no, they kept on multiplying and coming for you. Your (eye color) eyes sparkled with fear as a tear fell down your cheek, your breath becoming rapid.Sora x Reader : Non-Existant Heart3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Where were they? They had promised to visit and see the other worlds together, but they had left without a single trace. except these shadows.
You looked back, one snagged on to your jeans, and you screamed as you were dragged under the writhing blackness.
You walked slowly down the hallways of Castle Oblivion. It had been officially a year you had turned up, mindless as a zombie, to the Organization. you had been giving a name, a home, and even friends. You had a job, and you did it well.
Not many people could stay at C.O. for as long as you had.
'Get rid of any keyblade wielder that shows' had been Xemnas's command. Xion had disappeared traceless after you had entered the damaged castle, on your mission. You had found Axel was ok, then Roxas was next
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world
Nova Heroi: BioNova Heroi: Bio2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Nova Herói
Personality Traits: Calm, brave, bold, valiant, patient, can be serious at certain moments, he is fierce and extremely protective for the innocent around him including his allies, quick determined, intelligent, makes rational decisions when it comes to good or evil but mostly good.
Likes: Sparring, training, playing his ocarina, meditating and adventures.
Dislikes: Evil, the word "Justice" for wrong doings, closed spaces (he has a case of Claustrophobia), rude and self-absorbed people, people including the poor being mistreated, anyone including his allies in danger.
Attributes: Nova uses both dual swords and one sword in combat. He is very agile and knows his strategies to outwit his foes within his knowledge. Not only he uses sword skills, he can punch, grab and throw his enemies. He has been taught how to play t
Nearly GoodbyeThis is not goodbye, but this is not hello.Nearly Goodbye4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is me caught somewhere between loving you and letting go.
This is me leaving and this is me staying here
This is me keeping hurt,this is me finding a cure.
Life's full of contradictions when your caught somewhere between 'hello' and 'goodbye'.
Life's full of in between when you're almost, but not quite, saying hi.
With one foot in and one foot out the door, this is where goodbye meets one day, where hello and maybe lay.
Stuck someplace called Nearly Goodbye.
JohnKat: Fireworks"Karkat I seriously can't believe you burned yourself on a sparkler."JohnKat: Fireworks3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey fuck you those things are deadly." The troll grumbled as you ran cold water over his finger. "I swear it was your goddamn stupid fire making tool."
"You mean the lighter? Yeah those are vicious. Watch it, it'll go for your hair next." You giggled and were rewarded with a shove. "Hey, want to go outside again? We still have more fireworks to see."
"Yeah, I'm fine," he put his finger in his mouth and followed you outside.
Today wasn't the fourth of July, it wasn't even the same day you first arrived on this new planet nor was it new years. But you were celebrating anyways. There was a local festival in town and everyone thought it would be fun to party. The house you shared with Karkat was the perfect place for a gathering. It was easily the biggest and had the best view.
"Is Karkat alright?" Rose asked as you returned to your front yard.
"Yeah he'll live, it's not life threatening," you laugh and look around your
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?Mental Disorder Discrimination1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
Nurse?France x Sick!Reader- Murse??Nurse?France x Sick!Reader- Murse??3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Nurse?France x Sick!Reader
Ugh. This is the umpteenth time I sneezed today. It's also the worst one so far, leaving a dangling string of snot behind.
God, this was disgusting.
I grabbed some tissues and I blowed my nose in it, and threw it into the trash bin which was already full and totally filled with other balls of soggy tissue.
"Can this day get any worssseee?!" I shrieked out of frustration. Then the doorbell rang. "I guess it can.." I grumbled as I headed towards the door. "Who is it?!" I ask with a stuffy voice. "Mon amour? Are you okay? You sound a bit weird." A french voice replied. Oh my gosh. It was my co-worker and crush, Francis.
"What are you doing here?!" I replied, not answering his question. "Well," he began, "when you didn't come to work today, I was worried. So I asked the boss if I could check up on you. He said, 'Go ahead'."
I facepalmed. Why does my boss have to be so nice?
I unlocked the door and let Francis in. As soon as he stepped inside, he
BitterweedBitterweed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the crows have taken their pound of flesh and eaten it raw,
dragging their voices down the chalkboard sky.
medicated, i watch them feed with empty Auschwitz eyes,
every day is the same claustrophobic affair over again.
i miss the taste of axenic fear in my throat,
but my new world is monochrome and i am forced to swallow their synthetic ambrosia.
twisted into my fetal pose, i mark the walls misted from my metric breath,
they say those in glass houses.. but i have no stones to throw
or i would waste this crystal mausoleum from the inside.
they nailed my wings to the floor,
they keep me tranquilized and tell me this is home.
the shower drains are clotted with famous last words,
this is where savages and wandering savants come to die.
i am the leaden albatross around my own neck,
my metamorphosis brought me here.