DistractionDistractionDistraction8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sweeney had been standing in his shop for hours, in front of the huge window so he could see all that happened in Fleet Street or rather, who walked there and might head towards the barber shop. It was night now, so his shop was closed, but there wasnt anything else he had to do, so he just kept standing there, staring outside.
Suddenly, an awkwardly familiar figure appeared from the darkness in a pool of light from a street lantern. It was the Beadle.
Sweeney clenched his hands in excitement when the person outside walked towards the building where the two shops were. Sweeney smiled devilishly; the man was so vain that he would come to ask for a shave, even if it was late in the evening and all the shops were closed.
But when the man came closer, Sweeney could see that Bamford had already had a shave.
The barber hissed in disappointment, but when the Beadle continued walking in the direction of the building with the two shops, Sweeney felt another stron
Alice in Sensible Land Chapter 1Alice in Sensible Land Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Days were dull in wonderland. Although, all had been restored to its original luster. Sans the Red Queen. As usual, insanity still plagued the kingdom. Yet, the lunacy was cold and monotonous. When everyone was mad, who was unique? Where were the fuddy duddies and "upstanding citizens" to fool with? Where were the people to tell you the "proper" way to live? Where was she
The White Queen could see the vacant expression on the Mad Hatter's face. Her dainty brows flittered towards empathy. She knew. He hadn't done the futterwacken since- she was here. The Queen glided over towards his seat at the long tea table beside the blossoming cherry trees outside of her castle. She stopped and starred at his now cold tea with a blossom drifting across the surface, with help from the breeze. Her pale hand lightly touched his cheek and he startled out of a dream. "Oh! Your majesty. Lovely spring day. Wouldn't you agree?" He said with a forced smile. She nodded gently and looked up at the flowe
Closure: Chapter TwoClosure: Chapter Two5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"And now," Brom's double said, "We're going to explore the benefits of existing outside this mortal plane."
Bromthe real Brom, as far as he knewstood watching himself snicker as Ichabod Crane rode up on horseback, looking ridiculous on the old nag of a horse named Gunpowder. It had seemed a good deal funnier then.
He turned to his double. "What do you mean?"
With an infuriating smile, the double pointed to a spot in the foliage, which was moving ever so slightly. It could have been rabbits, or squirrels. But as Brom moved closer, he discovered the true source of the movement.
"Will?" he exploded.
Willem was crouched behind a tree, half hidden by the leaves of a fallen branch. He was peering out at the scene before him intently, oblivious to Brom or his mysterious guide.
"It may have been the Witch," Theodore murmured to Glen. Brom, who was preoccupied with watching Crane, merely nodded absently.
Ichabod Crane, who up until that moment had be
Corpse BrideThey were due to be wedCorpse Bride5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But they never met before
His parents were thrilled
Hers were full of regret
In a moment of panic
Victor ran off to the woods
By a grave misunderstanding
He married the Corpse Bride
She was frightful
Yet very beautiful
A free-spirit and kind one
Never to be false at all
A story about a timid young man
The love of his life
A tragic tale
Romance, passion, and murder most foul
A grave misunderstanding
A love's heart that beats
The other dead as dust
For this is the story
Of the corpse bride
Marital CartelMarital Cartel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The bells ring out
On this glorious day
Loved ones come
All will gather
Within one room
Both the kin
Of Bride and Groom
Here the Father
Will take a stand
As everything goes
According to plan
The Groom stands unaided
Awaiting with pride
Down the aisle
Comes the Bride
As two young lovers
Meet face to face
The Father says
His words of grace
The Groom then turns
Before his Bride
The words repeat
Within my mind:
"With this hand
I will lift your sorrows
Your cup will never empty
For I will be your wine
With this candle
I shall light your way into darkness
With this ring
I ask you to be mine"
As the Groom
Concludes his vows
The Bride is lent
Her turn to rouse:
"With this hand
I will lift your sorrows
Your cup will never empty
For I will be your wine
With this candle
I shall light your way into darkness
With this ring
I ask you to be mine"
As the two
Are nearly wed
Their loved ones view
With tears to shed
Their love is holy
Their love is true
Their new life starts
When they say "I
The ForestStanding in the forestThe Forest2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
whispers in the rain
remembering I'm free
lonely. Sun shines brighter
fields of hapiness,
love and music
standing still and listening
hope flies away
and stays with me
Sounds of life and smell of death
taking one deep breath
dying every day
find my own way
that’s what happens to me every day
when butterflies thinking of winter wonderland,
when moles dig to the other end of the world,
when trees closed their eyes
mermaids from the ocean are at home in the forest.
I wonder why
I left my lovely forest lie
and fly back home.
Lucky youIf I say school is stupid, you will agree.Lucky you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But you need it for later, don't you see?
It's not a fun thing to go through.
But some can't even go! So, lucky you.
abused!bullied!readerXspain part14your pov~~~abused!bullied!readerXspain part142 years ago in Drama More Like This
The bell signals the end of the day and I bolt from my spot in last period, practically racing the Brit to my locker. It's a shame he disappeared back to the start of the hallway about halfway there. It must be hell, being a residual for all of eternity; doomed to repeat your last moments forever.
I feel that little speck of dread re-enter my head. Now I have to leave one hell hole to go to another.
....This sucks. Especially now that I know my uncle survived.
"Oye chica!" I duck as Toni carefully glomps me.(not sure how he managed that, i think quietly)
"Hey." I mumble in response and he backs off, his trademark smile morphing to a concerned frown. I don't think he forgot what I told him earlier today about the call.*cringe* I mean, with something like that hanging over your head, how would you?
" You know, chica, I could ask Señora Meyer if she'll let you spend the night. I'm sure she doesn't hate you that much." He says it so non-chalantly that I almost d
Introduction or ReintroductionWolf ChronologyIntroduction or Reintroduction5 years ago in Drama More Like This
1820s: Beginning of the fur trade era
1840s: Emigration era begins
1860s: Homestead Act western settlement increases
1870s: Professional wolf hunters kill wolves in Yellowstone
1872: Yellowstone becomes the first US National Park
1875: Wyoming Territorial Legislature authorizes bounty on wolves
1881: Wolves nearly exterminated in Yellowstone
1883: Hunting in Yellowstone National Park becomes illegal
1886: United States Cavalry in charge of managing Yellowstone
1890: Wyoming becomes a state
1896: Wolves cause one million dollars worth of damage in Wyoming
1900s: Wolf bounties increase repeatedly in Wyoming
1914: Congress calls for elimination of predators from public lands
1915: US Biological Survey initiates predator control in Wyoming
1916: US government creates National Park Service, initiates wolf control
1926: Only few wolves remain in wester
Aren't You Glad You're Not a Giraffe?Aren't you glad you're not a giraffe?Aren't You Glad You're Not a Giraffe?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ever since I was born, everyone just laughed.
I always trip and I always fall,
But worse than that, worst of all,
When I was born, I hit my head.
"He won't grow at all," the doctors said.
So here I stand, a giraffe who's undersized.
I'm short and fat, and to none am I a prize.
When I stretch my neck to eat the trees,
My head won't reach the lowest of leaves.
No one else helps; all they do is stare.
"Haha, you're so weird!" Life isn't even fair.
So one day when I was all alone,
I decided to go out, all on my own.
I slowly crept from our large herd
Without even a single goodbye as a word.
I ran away from that mean, old town.
The dirt path was my friend, staining my feet brown.
I didn't turn around; I didn't look back.
I didn't stop running until I heard loud, "QUACK!"
The oddities of this animal amused me, though.
One of them amused me most, of all her woes.
This duckling didn't waddle, for she had to jump.
She hopped out of the bush, and hit the gro
abused!bullied!readerXspain part15~~~your pov....sorta....abused!bullied!readerXspain part152 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
im too distracted by the explosion in the street to pay attention to the explosion on the screen.
see, toni hooked up his playstation to the internet and now the both of us have ganged up to defeat his friends on the other team.
" francie, vhat are you doing?? dont run off und leave me here, you covard!!" the two figures im watching on the screen split up suddenly, the one veering way off to the left while the other stayed on target. i smile and ready my weapon.
"sorry, mon ami. but i think i saw antonio over here, ohonhonhon~" theres a loud explosion and i turn to see a large plume of smoke just over the hill. a string of french curses invades my eardrums, and i glance over to toni who is sitting next to me on the couch. the smile he usually wears actually looks kinda mean.
the figure im watching turns to see what happened to his teammate and i take my aim before firing a single shot through its head.
"GOTTVERDAMMT!!!!" gilbert screams in frus
the human syntaxmottledthe human syntax3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are carbon copies walking the streets
cut/and/paste people who
deracinated from scriptured roots rarely
ever realize that history is always unfolding right before them
or that somewhere in the bubbling
ooze of their jurassic hearts
a pasquinade has sprung
an unintended flood of reasoning
and merry mutants will come out to play
in scorched supernova shadows
while predation in the bio-mass
reached its all-time lowest
as shown in graphs designed to demonstrate
Friend of FrostYou once said -Friend of Frost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you liked flowers,
even though you never got a chance to see them.
Have you ever felt -
my heartbeats' accumulate,
like snowflakes on an iron windows' brim?
Though winter illuminates it all but pales -
when it washes away in silver rains,
Just as when a closeness goes away -
the emptiness and longing remains.
I feel your touch in each icy breeze -
as your caresses reach my eyelashes and nose,
Just as I hear your whispering -
in the northwest sapphire winds that blows.
The seasons change yet I keep you close -
out of sight but not of mind,
Memories linger and comfort surround me -
which has ultimately bound.
There is nothing I can do but wait -
until perhaps later in the year,
In which your presence enchants me -
to dissolve all my doubt and fear.
Brother, I love you Sobrother, I love you soBrother, I love you So4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The loud sounds of footsteps echoed in the empty halls of Asgard. The sounds of laughter mixed with the stomps of shoes, Thor and Loki ran outside to the gardens of the Asgardian world, all green and gold, they sky above them welcomed them with its beauty, a clear blue sky with clouds floating peacefully above. They left the mansion where they lived and into the village, the people smiled at them as they waved hello and stopped in a small shop on the corner.
"Well hello there little sons of Odin, how can I help you today?" The old man said, his eyes squinted to see the boys, and then he putted on his glasses.
Thor and Loki smiled and exchanged glances before Thor took out a wrapped up bag of sweets, sugared bread, and Loki took out a bag of fruits. "We are handing out some delighting treats, our mother and we made" Thor handed the old man the sweets.
"And these are fresh fruits from the gardens brother and I picked"
"Aren't you two just little angels? Asgard is v
To the one i never knewGlorious plosion, a burst of the unpredictedTo the one i never knew9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The queen of sparks in a scream of a gun
When love poison time, petrified and infected
The sigh collapse, the fall has begun...
O goddess of slaves! only thee feed the lights!
As thy words crumble in this sacred silence
Thy eternal dance haunt the slumbering nights
Tears the sewned scars of a frail existence
Her stare would slaughter thousands of angels
Dressed in a snake skin and blue cat eyes,
Let this fragile child smile to his funeral
Melt in thy bossom upon heaven's flies
Demon ! i await in the dreadful dirt...
The pure touch i summon, baptise me muse!
Slither me thy face, paint me grace
Upon my lips, and my hearts dark bruise!
In this sea of yours, where i do not exist,
salt is but sweet, beneath the brightest sky.
I dream of the day, i sail this blood cyst
till i die by the falls, there deep i will lye
Quoth she: "another soul, another mortal"
Pass my evanescence
Thou vanishing from her sight
I smile proud to be,
a spark of her
Soul of InkA soul made of inkSoul of Ink3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That once golden thread tied together
It bleeds through this paper thin body
That won’t last forever.
A sharp word tears through you
Like a target hit with a knife.
How much longer, you wonder,
Do I have to live this life?
Words go unheard, screams unanswered,
Trapped inside the cage you made.
All the happy lives walk on by
As you just watch and fade.
Standing up with new found determination
A blank page you put on your face
You let the world color it as it sees fit
And leave the “you” without a trace.
BulliedWhen you look in my eyesBullied11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
tell me what do you see?
Am I frightened or scared,
what is it about me?
Can you know how I feel?
That I tremble and shake
with each blow that I'm given
I quiver and quake.
Trying to show no emotion,
when feeling such pain;
you never leave me alone,
just torment me again
I want to disappear altogether,
curl into a ball;
then maybe, just maybe
you won't see me at all
Deep down right inside me
I'd like to hurt you so bad;
so you can feel what I'm feeling
so alone and so sad
What hope for the future?
How will it all end?
The damage that you've done to me,
can it ever really mend?
Death's Messenger Pt. II"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts...Death's Messenger Pt. II5 years ago in Settings More Like This
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And His name that sat on him was Death
And Hell followed with Him"
I wonder what it's like for the chosen when ol' Grim comes knockin'. What goes through his or her mind.
But, then I don't have to worry about that, yet. I'll get a forewarning before He shows up with my transfer orders.
But, for the rest, the sight must be something like that of Hell being unleashed upon planet Earth, with the Reaper leading the charge across the grassy knoll on his pale horse.
A true sense of shock 'n awe.
For now though, that sniper is the real shock 'n awe... as he sits behind the trigger of a Barrett .50-caliber.
Grim growls softly, instructing him on which man's life he will snatch away next. The sniper will comply with an easy trigger-pull.
He is the apprentice, and the Reaper is his teacher. Death's Messengers through and through.
Their victims are before them, Their victims are around them, Their
HetaliaxReader - Birthday Spankings (Ending)[Warning: Contains spanking of a 19-year-old girl from a sexy Russian.;3]HetaliaxReader - Birthday Spankings (Ending)4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Using one hand, Russia patted his lap and looked over at you with that innocent, childish smile again. "Ok, _____...You know what happens next, da? Now come lay across my lap." Hearing those words...From that man...It was almost enough to give you a nosebleed. Luckily, you were able to resist the blood flow and respond.
"B-But--" You paused for a second, not entirely sure what to say. "Why, Russia?"
At that moment, one of your crush's giant hands reached out and grabbed your wrist. It then pulled you to him and across his lap. Your face went from a light pink to red. He gave you a moment to absorb what was happening, before answering. "Because. Everyone else got to spank the birthday girl..." He placed his left hand on your back to hold you down as he continued. "So why can't I?" With that, he pulled his right hand back about two feet and slapped it back down on your sit spot. The power behind th
Sometimes I Wonder-BBRaeSometimes I WonderSometimes I Wonder-BBRae3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
✪ ★ ✪
Walking into the living room, she practically ripped her violet cape off and threw it onto one of the kitchen barstools. Her pale hands balled into fists as she paced back and forth for a minute or two; her lavender hair whipped back and forth with every turn. She felt like screaming but held it in even though there's no one else there.
"I fucking hate him. I don't understand how a person can ACT like that. Stupid-ass." She thought to herself as she slammed her fist onto the granite counter. A crack splintered through the granite and she cursed as her black energy surrounded it, molding it back together. Her thoughts went back to the situation causing her emotions to become almost uncontrollable.
"It was just a fucking accident and he goes and, and, URGH." Her thoughts are flooded with scenes of green grass and warm sun; the sound of Cyborg yelling "FOODS READY" and the face of her green enemy as he left to go get his tofu dogs. She had foll
Hetalia x Country!Reader Found Ch.3You were setting out the plates like Hungary asked you to, when you heard unfamiliar voices. Wait... there was Mr. Austria's voice voice, but who were the others? You shook your head and decided not to eavesdrop then turned around to head back to the kitchen. You shrieked when you saw a boy watching you at the door. 'He looks... a lot like Italy.', you thought to yourself as you both stared at each other. "What's your name?", you ask, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Romano.", he answers quickly then scowls when someone else walks in. "Hola! I wasn't aware Austria had another maid!" The man had a bright smile and beautiful green eyes. 'They're almost as pretty as big sister's.', you comment to yourself. You blush when he makes his way over to you with Romano in tow. "Romano, have you introduced yourself?", he asks as he glances down at him. "Yes I have, idiota! Now let-a me go!" You realize that you haven't introduced yourself and bow. "My name is _____. It's nice to meet you both.Hetalia x Country!Reader Found Ch.32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mad SweeneyA demon slices his enemies away,Mad Sweeney8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Slitting throats of men in dismay,
As vengeance is fueling his every need,
Deciphering his hearts solemn call of heed
Where thousands roam the London streets,
Adhering the gasp as his victims breathe,
Piercing the incision around their gory necks,
A call of life where it slowly begets.
The demon barber of Fleet Street roams,
As his customers breathe through endless foams,
Of blood gushing out their garrulous heads,
Where nothing cynical can ever be said
Dying in the Levantine grounds,
Moaning like dreaded injured hounds,
As the night is slowly taken away,
As their bloody flesh goes astray,
Below the cryptic murderers frown
As light shines the demon barbers story,
His actions would lead to perpetual glory,
Where reputations would remain in the shadows,
Victims of gore demean beneath the gallows
Where Sweeney Todd could roam freely,
As his life would succumb to madness deeply.