CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
CuredSink the blade into your heart and watch your troubles fadeCured3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See the blood drip slowly as the memories invade
Feel the sorrow drench you with your own pathetic cries
Watch your body disappear into your many lies
Taste the broken happiness that lies upon your face
Breathe the air of loneliness, for you were a disgrace
Turn the many pages of the story not yet told
Touch the falling sunsets and the skies of ruined gold
Reach for every laugh that dares to stand before you now
Feel the lost emotion that has grasped your mind somehow
Force the knife into your skin and watch your future die
Feel the deep regret that you can no longer deny
Taste the words unspoken slip away into the air
Struggle for a breath without a moment left to spare
Wrap your fingers slowly 'round the trigger of the gun
Close your eyes and be prepared, for now the days are done
Hang your head in shame and say your final set of words
Watch your heartbeat turn to dust and know you have been cured...
Lying is Bad (A message to myself)Hello darling.Lying is Bad (A message to myself)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever held a needle to your wrist?
Have you ever skipped a meal because you were hungry?
Have you ever punched your stomach before falling asleep?
Have you ever felt wrong, because you told someone you were okay? (After all, lying is bad.)
Have you ever rocked back and forth without realizing, until someone else told you to stop?
Have you ever slammed your head against your wall so you might forget your situation?
Have you ever cried in a thunderstorm so no one would hear your cries for help?
Have you ever worn long sleeves and said it was because you were chilly... then felt horrible? (After all, lying is bad.)
Hello darling, I know you have.
But remember, you're strong. You're worthy.
You're more powerful than your sadness.
You are incredible.
You have been through more than you know,
And fought through more than you know...
And you've survived much more than you know.
You are going to make it.
You are going to push through this.
You are going to
love [germany x reader]love [germany x reader]11 months ago in Romance More Like This
“ Seriously Germany what are you reading so much ?” You asked glancing at your german boyfriend that held a book in his hands.
“ What have I told you about calling me Germany ?” he asked not looking up from his book. You of course already have called him twice using his human name, even shouting at him using his last name that was so damn f-@#$-g hard to pronounce. But nooo~~ he had to act like a di—ermm… like a ‘real, serious and trained german who’s afternoons are filled with annoying Italian and a wanting attention girlfriend ’.
That’s why he sat on the couch with a big ass book and reading glasses.
All you wanted was to spend some time with your boyfriend. You remembered the last time you two had went out on a dinner or had some cuddling session. It was like months ago and right when Ludwig had some spare time he just HAD to ignore you!
“ Luddy ?”
“ Hm ?”
“You don’t love me anymore, do y
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...You'll Never Understand...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
Germany x Reader- Vicious?Germany x Reader- Vicious?10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning, there is some swearing. Don't like don't read.
Some days, there are moments when staying at home would have probably been the best idea. But of course, your desire to see the sexy German known as Ludwig overrules everything. When you arrived, Feliciano and Kiku were training in a field near Ludwig's house, but there was always the root of evil and the reason you have nightmares: Ludwig's damn dogs.
Three of them, to be exact.
Blackie, Berlitz, and Aster.
It's not that you hated them, but they sure as hell scared you. It's hard to believe Luddy when he says "they won't bite" and then they come charging after you. Like Francis, your BFF, they are the reason you can't sleep at night. They're the thorn in your side, and hell, you'd take on Heracles' cat army over these three proclaimed "friendly" dogs any day. I think you get the point.
But today, you were going to get past these damn dogs. Before, you would usually scream for Ludwig to come and tame his beasts, but now you decide
I'm Ok~Hetalia x Reader Bonus ChapterI'm Ok~Hetalia x Reader Bonus Chapter8 months ago in Humor More Like This
This was so not happening.
“What have we done?” Ludwig asked the others that were hiding in the dark room with him.
“We should’ve listened to (F/N)!” Alfred whisper-shouted. Yes. For once the American was sort of quite. After all, they were trying to avoid danger.
“Da. We are really doomed.” Ivan shuddered.
Now, you may be wondering what is going on. You should be. Maybe we should go back to the beginning of that specific Saturday.
“How in the world did that cheery guy get my number?” (Y/N) wondered as she walked to the address that she received in a text from Feliciano. She honestly did not understand why she was obeying his instructions, but whatever was going on was quite mysterious and she couldn’t help but wonder why. Soon, she arrived at a rather
Germany x Reader: LocketGermany x Reader: Locket10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Today was Valentine's Day and you, having no one to spend it romantically with, was in the comfort of your home. You sat on the couch, leaning your face onto your fist, staring half-lidded at the TV screen before you.
You were watching some stupid romance comedy that you had forgotten what the name was. Just for fun, you picked up the remote and threw it at the TV. It turned off the TV and you tilted your head back and groaned. Who knew Valentine's Day could be so boring?
You stared at the ceiling, searching for an answer to kill your boredom. You suddenly was sprung with an idea that will not only kill your boredom, but make you feel more alone than you already felt. 'Better than nothing.' You thought. You sighed, getting off your couch to get your purse and your keys and walked out the door.
You arrived to your destination. You were currently downtown and was looking at all the decorations that adorn the local buildings and streets. You watched c
WHAT A TWIST-xoxoxoxoxoxoxox-WHAT A TWIST6 years ago in Humor More Like This
WHAT A TWIST!
So, Killer walks into this bar, and he asks the bartender, "Yo, you got anything good?" and Law, the barkeep, is all, "We got some bear claws," and Killer's like, "Eww, you cut Bepo's paws off?" and Kidd's like, "Oh, I already ate those. You're out of luck, Killer," and then Bepo is all, "WHO TOOK MAH HANDS?!"
And then Luffy is like, "I DID, MUTHA FUCKA!!" and Zoro's all, "AND A KING OF THE PIRATES TO YOU, GOOD SIR!!"
So, Capone all walks in, leather bound, and he sits down on a stool. And Kidd's all, "Dude! You're getting your butt cheeks all over the stool!" and Capone turns to Kidd suddenly, murffing murffing, and LE GASP!! THE BALL GAG COMETH!!! Then Law's all, "Bonney must be near!!"
Okay, so, Bonney all walks in. Except, it isn't regular Bonney. It's a frickin' pink dragon Bonney!! And Killer's all, "HOLY SHIT!!" and Kidd's like, "HOLY SHIT!!" and Law's all like, "HOLY SHIT!!" and Bepo is all like, "I left the dryer
America x Reader- MistletoeAmerica x Reader- Mistletoe10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Before you could unleash your rage, she sprinted into the crowd. Right when you were about to chase after her, someone blocked your way and you crashed into them. Rubbing your head, you looked up and saw that it was-
A very tall person with short blonde hair wearing a brown jacket. Even though you crashed into him, he seemed unfazed by the contact. He turned to you and stared with his bright blue eyes and almost immediately helped you up. He was surprisingly strong and lifted you up quite easily.
"Woah! sorry about that dudette, I didn't see you there!" he smiled cutely at you and which made you blush slightly.
"Ahh, it's fine! I was just chasing someone and I didn't see where I was going." His eyes immediately widened and his expression changed into excitement.
"Chasing someone huh? Like some bad guy who stole your purse or somethi
Sewing class: RussiaSewing class: Russia10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Extra class: Sewing class
Hours: 11:20- 12:35
Days: Mondays and Wednesdays.
Teacher: Ivan Braginski.
You read on your schedule as you walked through the hall of the Academy. The bell rang and a lot of students started to get out of their classrooms, ready to have a small break and then go back to their next classes. As you walked pass them, you were able to hear their conversations. Some of them talked about boys or girls, others about how boring or hard was the class and things like that. When you reached the door of your next class, you couldn't help but listen to a conversation of a group of boys and girls.
"He's so scary!"
"Why did I had to have a class with him."
"I know, Mr Braginski is so scary! I mean he's so big and he has that creepy smile all the time!"
"He must be a demon, a normal person isn't that scary!"
'I-is there a teacher like t-that here?!' You thought scared.
Russia x Reader - My Little SunflowerRussia x Reader - My Little Sunflower8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Leaning back in my chair I sigh. World meetings are such a pain. Nothing ever gets accomplished.
All that happens is Alfred starts yelling about creating a superhero for global warming and junk like that, Arthur disagrees, then starts to argue with Francis, they get into a fight, Yao offers them food, they deny, Kiku agrees with Alfred, Vash gets angry about Kiku agreeing with pretty much everyone, Ivan sits there smiling, Feliciano goes off on a tangent about pasta, then Ludwing gets angry and yells at everyone to shut up.
I close my eyes, debating whether or not I should take a cat nap like Hercules does.
I was half conscious when a large warm hand was placed on my shoulder. Snapping my eyes open, I turn to look who it was.
It was Ivan.
“Are you ready to go, da?”
Looking around, I see that everybody else had left, leaving just me and Ivan. How lovely. Couldn’t someone just stop on their way out to wake me up?
I was for sure that Kiku would. It just seems like someth
Germany Xreader. Talk German to me.Germany Xreader. Talk German to me.8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Talk German to me.
“(Name), kannst du mir das Salz übergeben?”
You set your fork down a bit annoyed. “Ludwig, who many times do I have to tell you, I know like two words in German. Please… speak English…”
Ludwig’s face went a little red in embarrassment. “Sorry, can you please pass me ze salt?”
“Yes I can.” You said with a smile as you slid the salt across the table to him.
The rest of the dinner was a bit silent, nothing awkward just, nothing to say at that moment.
After the two of you were done eating Ludwig gathered thee dished and ran a sink of hot soapy water.
“Do you want some help?” You asked more than eager to stand right next to the big German man.
“Nein.” He simply stated as he placed the dishes in the sink.
“Nine what? Nine pancakes? Nine toes because you lost one in the war? Ninety Nine bottle of beer on the wall?”
Ludwig paused his washing and sighed.
Jeff the KillerJeff was a fairly famous model, appearing in teen magazines across the country, known for his boyish good looks and his wide smile. To the outsider, his life was good. He didn't have to go to high school like other kids his age, he didn't have to endure the regular trials of teenage years, and girls everywhere taped his pictures to their walls. He brushed elbows with movie stars and singers, and had everything a young man could want.Jeff the Killer4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At least, that's what it looked like on the outside.
No one knew the reality of his life, the endless photo shoots that stretched from the early morning until late into the night, the ache of standing and posing, the cattiness of the people he had to work with. If everyone else wanted the glamorous life of a model, all Jeff wanted was a normal one. A life where he could get a full night's sleep, where he could eat whatever he wanted and wear whatever he wanted and socialize with whoever he wanted, to go to class, to go on dates. To be unknown and unnoticea
Nourish (France x Reader)Nourish (France x Reader)6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
There are some people who are fortunate enough to be able to do what they love as a career- they wake up thinking of possibilities, not of burdens. They are the kind who hasten the dawn, awaiting for each day to come, not yearning for the approach of light, equating it to the relief of a heavy burden.
Francis Bonnefoy was one of those lucky few.
The Rouge Café was, to Francis, the perfect combination of food, people and ambient atmosphere. Almost every day, the blonde man came across interesting people to talk to, whether they were first time customers or regular patrons. He felt a strange, profound sympathy for those who woke with a sense of dismay and exhaustion, dreading the day ahead, for it was surely a dispiriting way to live.
Speaking of dispiriting, something caught his eye and he glanced up, alerted by the gentle chiming of the bell above the doorway.
Francis' eyes lit up in recognition as he spotted the figure that had pushed through the doorway, shaking some of their ha
App for a roleplay. Last deviation.Name: LightningApp for a roleplay. Last deviation.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Surname: Aires (Replaced by his title, Lord.)
Birthdate: 27th June
Weight: 240 pounds
Brave : He has a calculating mind, and will take what he sees as "Necessary risks".
Clever : He can find the best solution to a problem in seconds, helpful on the battlefield.
Protective : He would gladly fight for another's life, although he knows he cannot give his own, or the fight would be lost.
Noble: Would never hit a girl unless it's a war, very charming, a gentleman through and through.
Charmer : Will hit ON a girl, and will always win her over even after being shut down.
Determined : He is very persistent and will always see what he starts through.
Stubborn : Like every man in his family ever, he is hot-headed and stubborn, this can be seen as determined too, however.
Risk-taking : He likes the damage brute force can do, but only in calculated strikes. H
Henshin TransformationIt was those damn stone cold orange eyes. Jaden could not look at those eyes and call that....thing Jesse. It was not. Whatever it was, it was not Jesse. Jaden refused to believe that the person who had looked at him so lovingly was this thing. No matter what anyone said. This matter bothered him so much that he cried every time he thought about it anymore. He had driven away Yubel from the now weak boy's body. So why did the damn thing keep coming back!?Henshin Transformation7 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
"Hi Jaden." Urgh. It's voice. That wasn't Jesse's either. Sure it sounded exactly like it, but there was something off. Jesse's voice had been cheerful and uplifting. This thing made you shiver every time it talked. It made him sick. Jaden knew Jesse was in there somewhere, so where was he!? Was he really lost forever in his own subconcious? Never again to see the world or feel the grass with his own senses? Had this thing invaded permanently? What was it anyway?
At first, Jaden had believed the rotten thing was Yubel. It soon became
Sailor PlutoSailor PlutoSailor Pluto7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Guardian of Time.
"Guarded by Pluto, planet of time. I am the soldier of revolution, Sailor Pluto!"
Name: Setsuna Meioh
Age: 18-20 (physically, but is already ageless)
Country of Origin: Space-Time Door, Tokyo, Japan
Date of Birth: October 29
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Occupation: teacher at Todou Academy, fashion designer, guardian of the passage of time
Blood Type: A
Eye Colour: maroon
Hair Colour: dark green
Height: 178 cm
Weight: 58 kg
Bust Size: 100 cm
Relationships: Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus (lifelong best friend), Michiru Kaioh/Sailor Neptune (lifelong best friend), Karin "Chibi-Usa" Tsukino/Sailor Cosmos (apprentice and ward), Hitoshi Hidaka/Kamen Rider Hibiki (boyfriend), Edgemaster (mentor and teacher), Hotaru Tomoe/Sailor Saturn (adopted daughter)
Hobby: watching over Karin/Chibi-Usa, shopping, cooking, bargain hunting, reading romance novels, flirting, tending to plants
Favourite Food: Green tea
Favourite Colour: Dark red
Breathing Underwater (Ch. 18: Pendant Fiasco)Breathing Underwater (Ch. 18: Pendant Fiasco)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A couple weeks had passed, and Vince was just lying on the sands of the beach, feeling the sun warming his fur. He was alone. Aestus was out doing something, and had left him alone, though he really didn't need to go anywhere. She'd be back. He smiled and closed his eyes. The feelings of peace were back. He breathed in, and out. He felt the waves rolling over his sandaled feet. The tide already flowed all the way in and likely in the beginning stages of going out. Vince didn't care. He just lay there, feeling the sun against his chest, and the weight of the pendant lying down on his sternum.
He sat up, and held it in his hand, getting lost in his own thoughts. Earlier today, Aestus had shown him hers. There was something weird about it. Normally her necklace not only had her color, and his, but also showed her sisters. Now...those colors were barely showing at all. Aestus gave a theory that becaus
Confessions of the HeartConfessions of the Heart7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was ten o'clock at night when a brown eyed brunet known as Judai Yuki was walking home from the movies. He was looking at the sky with a sad look on his face. 'I miss him so much' he thought. He was still looking at the sky when he bumped into someone. He looked up and was met by a pair of beautiful emerald eyes. In front of him stood a boy his age,17, with teal blue hair.
"J-Johan!?" he stammered
"Judai?" asked the bluenet."Hey how've you been?"
"Fine, W-What are you doing here?" he asked.
"We just moved here a few days ago. I didn't know you lived around here"
"H-Hai" Judai felt like he couldn't talk to Johan. When they first met at Duel Academy the two instantly became friends, but later on he felt weird around Johan. Then he relized he was in love
Hetalia x Reader - SleepoverHetalia x Reader - Sleepover10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I'm finally ready!” You told yourself with an accomplished grin, looking at the two packed duffel bags in front of you. They were packed with your nightwear, make up, junk food, and some other things that were essential for tonight’s sleep over.
It was the day of the nations sleep over. Every nation would gather at the world meeting room, and a sleepover would be held. All wars or rivalries were forgotten on this one night, and everyone, for the night, could pretend that alliances and enemies didn't exist; they could forget the were personifications of countries. Why? Because it wasn't just any sleep over. It was an end of the world sleep over. A tradition held every time it was assumed the world would end on a specific date. France and England both strongly believed that the end of the world would not happen, but even so, the sleep over would always be held, and everyone would always attend just in case.
Needless to say, you were more than excited.
Picking up your b
you loved someone.i.you loved someone.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chloe is nineteen when she dies.
She ends it with a shotgun
the night her brother gets out
They say he molested her
he raped nine women
ten eleven twelve women
they say no
it was nine little girls
ten eleven twelve
little girls, kids, the bastard.
he was a bad man
“No wonder she did it.
If he was my blood
I’d’ve done it, too.”
You go to the funeral
because that’s what good people
because your mother asks you
“You want to go to Heaven,
without looking up from her knitting
and you would laugh in her face,
but she’s your mother
and you love her
so you go.
A man you know stops you –
a friend of John’s –
John, who is not yours anymore
(even now, even in death,
you know he’ll keep her
longer than he kept you)
on your way to the bathroom.
“John really loved her, y’know,” the man says
as if you wouldn
To My Dearest Peter PanDear Peter,To My Dearest Peter Pan12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
take me away.
take me so very far away,
to your never neverland,
so that i will never ever have to grow up.
My Dearest Peter Pan,
let me kiss the stars with you.
Let me kiss your rosy lips,
and let the stars witness my devotion
to the never-ending love
of my childhood.
My Dearest Peter,
i'm still waiting for you
to come through my window,
just as you did when i was a young babe.
Dear Mr. Pan,
i've waited and waited,
and i watch my window every night
just in hopes
that i'll see your mischevious shadow
lurking in on me,
as he did in those long ago days.
To My Dearest Mr. Peter Pan,
I don't think you're coming.
I've started to give up all hope
of ever seeing you again.
Never again will I be able to
caress your hand or kiss your soft lips.
I suppose this is where I say,
growing up can't be all bad.
I wish i could,
but i can't without lying to you.
This is addressed to a Mr. Peter Pan,
in hopes that someday,
he will come and sweep me off my feet.
I suppose that will only