Erika's Old Big Sister Alt End...... "N-No... I..."Erika's Old Big Sister Alt End4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That didn't just happen. It was physically impossible for Marie to have possibly heard those words coming out of her sister's mouth. Erika Swanson did not do things like that, and certainly not to her. The teenager sat there silently on the carpet, tears sliding down her cheek and landing on her chest as she let that speech sink in, cutting her to the core.
None of it made any sense, she reasoned, a sob slipping out from between her lips when she wasn't looking. It was all spite-filled lies from some jealous, petty little baby who hated everyone else because they were happier then... she....
Stunned, numb down to her very center, Marie stared intently at the door to her sister's room. "I... A-Am I really..."
The teenager gave a loud sniffle. Maybe she shouldn't pursue Erika further... Maybe she needed to stop blaming everyone else for her problems and think things over...
.... NO! What was she thinking?! She wasn't going to change anything! It was Erika's fault th
A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:A Shattered Illusion2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns
Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within
There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind
In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the future
From the wanton wheel of fate...
"Such is the nature of desperation, when caught in an endless cycle of hate..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th July 2012
An Ode to BlueHeaven has cornflower blue eyes,An Ode to Blue4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and she smiles when she's alone.
She plays in aqua dreams and amethyst seas,
and sometimes she invites me along.
Heaven paints blue planets on her hands
and covers her perfect face with starlight.
Her indigo shyness hangs on her eyelashes,
when her blue eyes stare up at me with delight.
I think we are friends, Heaven and I.
Heaven builds sapphire castles in sand
and hides in them when she cries sky blue tears.
She is an angel born from water
and a spirit laced with morning snow.
I think she means everything to me.
Heaven, please remember me
When you are taken back up to the sky.
Climate ChangeI want to feel safe inside my skin.Climate Change5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
but these days are like nights
and these wrongs feel polite
and the driest tongue on a sharpened cheek
is like lifting weights because it helps me sleep.
I want to feel whole
and I want to go home
and I want to know the difference
between right and mistakes.
I want to know the difference between
right and mistakes.
I want to feel safe inside my skin.
like a habit relaxes the stresses within.
Miles of thoughts laid out in a mind
so sleeping is substitute for counting the time.
Recessions of days pan out like a play
like a movie with nothing brilliant to say.
I want to feel whole
and I want to go home
and I want to know the difference
between right and mistakes.
There've been pictures long before
cameras and pin ups went to men at war.
There have been pictures in the midnight sky
as constellations and artists begin to collide.
I want to feel whole.
WinterfallWinterfall:Winterfall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm blood drips upon the pearl white snow
freezing into droplets that shine and glow
Red like the colour of his once livid cheeks
It frames the sculpture I have carved on this peak
An artwork made so terrifyingly sublime
I believe that such a thing would be condemned as a crime
But woe betide the unfortunate soul
For the poor man stumbled into the freezing cold...
I remember his features in his moment of death
Hope and despair, intermingled as one
A shine of reality as he opens the door
and steps into the hell from the days of yore
From then he has passed into my loving care
His body as a shell and so I lay it bare
I paint it with colours, to frame the moment of death
and lay it with the others in the mountain's breast
Here in the silence, within the womb of the earth
You can view the masterpiece that I have birthed
A giant of corpses, sewn with flesh
Tattooed with the faces of eternal rest...
"Ah, indeed I am a genius..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 23rd August 2012
Ocean AwayI think you went inside my dreams.Ocean Away4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You stole all my secrets and something very important.
It's like we met in some other strange dimension where cyborgs rule the world but you broke appart.
You made it back to me without a single scratch.
It's like you went inside my mind and took up every corner with such simple words.
I cant seem to fall asleep without thinking of you.
You tell me Im in yours and I think it's because when I close my eyes and your name runs through my mind one more time I enter your dreams and never wish to leave.
I stay underneath you.
In your mind.
Forever laying on pale sheets.
Its not healthy but I can't get enough I want more of this drug.
Why must you be an ocean away?
I wanna dance around in the corners of your mind with that goofy smile you like so much.
Teach you a thing or two about life.
Make you see everything with a hole new prespective.
Because when you went into my mind and searched around I swear I felt a ghoslty presence of something beautif
Mandela's ChariotIn silence your chariot approaches. Bright light, a piece of heavens.Mandela's Chariot1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A man of destiny, a prince, grandfather of his nation, returns home
to the heavens that birthed him. A moral authority, of grace and peace
who helped lay aside the chains of oppression with a soft laugh and guiding hand.
Your ride home is here, not to the village where you took first breath,
but to the heavens where your soul was forged to change the course
of a people, a nation, a world and the history that is to follow. Relax,
enjoy the ride home, knowing that you have sown well the seeds of peace.
Madiba, you are a leader who did not need a gun or threats of terror,
but lead by simple moral authority, not so simple in this graceless age.
Twenty seven years in the stone belly of the apartheid beast, released
to forgive his jailors for the betterment of all, rising above fear and hate.
Once around the sun and then back into the heavens, Mandela rides proud
and the angels line his route home, his chariot carrying evi
Sugarcoated Love Triangle :: Chapter IIRancis sighed depressingly. He had just arrived home from somewhere, and after setting the medium-sized box on his marshmallow bed, he glumly slumped himself down beside it. His cerulean blue eyes depicted disappointment, staring at the holey box settled down beside him. He had wanted to give this to a certain someone, but it seemed that he was already too late. He had gotten to her first, when Rancis was still hurrying back to his house to get that box after the race. His brow furrowed at the innocent, yellow box to his side, a frown on his face.Sugarcoated Love Triangle :: Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It seemed that someone had gotten to her first, so would you mind waiting until tomorrow?" Rancis asked the box.
The box did not reply.
He let out a deep sigh, and then next came out a sleepy yawn. He was tired from all the racing he had done, and with him getting on his nerves all the time, it just made his day a lot worse. Not to mention that he had gotten to the president first, frustration swelled up inside of him. O
Heroic Vignettes II1. BatgirlHeroic Vignettes II2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Joseph is tooling around on the Batcomputer. Sam sits nearby doing his homework for Alfred. Batgirl roars into the Batcave on her motorcycle.
Sam: Hey Babs!
Batgirl: Hey Sammy!
Joseph: If you're looking for Batman, he and the Brat Wonder are out on patrol.
Batgirl: Just stopped by to use the forensics lab; I doubt my dad would let me use the one at the GCPD.
Joseph: Be my guest.
Batgirl starts running a scan on a gun. She notices Joseph tinkering with something on the Batcomputer.
Batgirl: What is it?
Joseph: Well, I'm trying to set up the Batcomputer so when I use it I can get intel much faster, thus making Bruce's job much easier.
Batgirl: His system is very efficient.
Joseph: Well, I'm trying to make it more so. But he's got so much stuff running at the same time...wish he had a single program for intelligence gathering that I can use, or at least modify a bit?
Batgirl thinks for a second. She then comes over to where Joseph is sitting.
Batgirl: May I? I might know of a p
CanadaXxXxReader"Where is he?" You asked yourself aloud.CanadaXxXxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked at your watch then sighed.
"He's never been late before...."
You were waiting for your best friend Matthew Williams.
You and he planned to go to the zoo today. But he was late!
Not just five minutes late, nooo he was an hour late!
It's a wonder why you stayed so long.
You were about to leave but then heard someone yell your name, well......more like whispered.
You turned around and saw Matthew running to you.
He stopped in front of you and doubled over breathing heavy.
"I-I'm....sorry [Name]....Alfred...Alfred he....thought my glasses," He swallowed then stood up to finish.
"He thought my glasses were his, so I had to convince him that they weren't and help him find his."
He looked at you.
"I-I really am sorry, [Name]."
You smiled at him.
'He's so sweet.' You thought.
"It's okay Mattie. Come on let's go now!" You grabbed his hand and started running.
"A-ah. Wait [N-Name], I just finished running... I'm still tired!" He 't
NFT: Frau Holda (GermanyxReader)Frau HoldaNFT: Frau Holda (GermanyxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"In Germanic folklore as established by Jacob Grimm, Frau Holda or Holle is the supernatural matron of spinning, childbirth and domestic animals, and is also associated with winter, witches and the Wild Hunt. Her name is cognate with Scandinavian beings known as the Huldra and the völva Huld, and Jacob Grimm traced her to a goddess of Germanic antiquity."
Ludwig watched his brother drink happily with their customers, something the German man didn't agree with but caused the patrons of the bar to buy more. It was cold outside and all the men were huddled in the brightly lit bar, drinking until the cold did not affect them anymore.
The German man watched with steely blue eyes as he cleaned empty mugs in a sink by the tap. Suddenly, a man burst through the door, his thick brown beard speckled white with snow. "Stay inside," the man said, "A storm's coming." And, with that, the man disappeared once more into the icy white of the snow outside.
Shall We Get Intimate Again?fingers graze the kneeShall We Get Intimate Again?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a whisper,
like a secret.
and this is crazy.
but she's beautiful.
this is brand new
and therefore my heart
is trying to escape.
the butterflies beat
with an incessant flutter.
what am i doing?
my hand is in her hair
but its shaking.
she doesn't seem to care.
brain is wandering...
no one can know.
hope she doesn't tell.
this isn't me.
i want to be reserved
but my inhibitions
and my wall
she can do that
and now i'm gone.
completely and utterly
how does she do that
all i can taste
this isn't me.
when i leave her tonight
and i'm home in my bed,
i'll be dreaming of
there will be a next time.
there will always be a next time.
Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 9Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 92 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ralph's head snapped to the direction of the scream.
"RALPH! WHERE ARE YOU!?" it was Vanellope's voice.
Immediately he ran towards the sound, his feet pounding hard against the cold ground. He reached a clearing not to far from where he was to see young Vanellope on the ground her hands covering her soft sobs.
He smiled scooping her into his arms and hugging her close, "Vanellope! Thank mod you're safe…" he sighed in relief.
"Ralph! Felix and Tammy…" she sniffled, "They- they're…."
She was in tears again.
"Whoa- whoa calm down, tell me…. What happened to Felix and Calhoun?" his face was twisted in concern and slight fear for his friends.
"They…. They got wrapped up in this darkness stuff and… I… I don't know if they're still alive…" she hiccupped.
Lucky reached the area where the two were to see Ralph cradling Vanellope in his arms, rocking her back and forth like a father would. Her soft sobs were getting quieter and quieter with each rocking motion.
"Won't you play the music so the c
Uncle!England x child!reader young and sweet"Uncle England?"Uncle!England x child!reader young and sweet2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Yes, North Dakota"
You were the state North Dakota only a few states and your uncles could see you.
"Why does nobody know who I am?"
England looked at you for a few minutes.
"Well you are like your uncle Canada."
"It's bed time North Dakota."
"But dad says -"you were cut off by your uncle.
"I don't care what he says North Dakota"
So you go up stairs with uncle England.
"Good night, North Dakota"
"Good night!" Then you fell asleep
'She reminds of her dad when he was little I hope she stays young and sweet!' I thought to my self.
Banjo-Kazooie CanadaxReaderYours and Matthew's friendship was… interesting, to say the least. To say the most, it more like… "illogical".Banjo-Kazooie CanadaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You two were nothing alike.
Mathew was quiet, sweet, adorable, and reserved.
You were loud, obnoxious, and at times, impolite.
It was hilarious to observers. Your dynamics were comedic gold; from your very first meeting.
Matthew was being ignored as usual , when all of a sudden, you appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey. You're Alfred's brother, aren't you?" You asked, annoyed.
"Y-yeah, I am!" he chirped, delighted someone recognized him, not as his brother but who he really was.
"What's your problem?" You hissed, wiping the smile off his face.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why don't you ever talk or play with anyone? Your brother's fun; why aren't you?"
Now poor Matthew looked like he might cry. Finally someone noticed him, and he was still being compared to his brother. "I… I don't know… I'm not like my brother, I guess."
Aw jeez. You didn't mean to make him cr
The Joker's PersuasionSome people wonder why I am the way I am or why you are the way you are. We both know it's a waste of breath to tell them, it's just a waste of brain, because they are bound to die anyway.... why don't we just nudge them in the right direction and save time? We can pollute the world with our poisenous chaos and then slit their thoats to waltz in their blood. I'm not crazy. I'm not. The truly insane are those who don't take action. They sit around with so much power, so much potential, but do absolutely nothing with their capabilities. People can live one-hundred years without really living a minute. Can't their eyes see this glorious magic? How about you hold their head while I pluck their eyes out so they can see it just a tad more? Let's make it rain screams and insanity as we laugh and swim in mirth until we cry technicolor tears. Just trust me and we'll hold hands as are minds possess our souls and kill our hearts.The Joker's Persuasion3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Let the games begin as we roam where we please and corrupt the plas
Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 6Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 62 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ralph buried his head in his hands, "Where could she have gone…?" he currently sat on Felix's bed.
"I don't know…" Felix responded, his own mood soured by the thought.
Calhoun slammed her fist into the doorway, "I'll permanently delete the person who took her…"
None of it helped. They'd started a search party and nothing had turned up. Everyone in Sugar Rush was panicking. Especially since their queen was missing.
"Agh!" Ralph yelled before running outside.
"Where's he going…?" Calhoun looked towards the window.
There was a loud crunching sound heard. Both Felix and Calhoun quickly ran over to the window to see Ralph had jumped out it and was now beating on some left over bricks from the last game.
After turning the bricks to dust he fell to his knees, hunched over, making sure to hide his face. Tears trickled down his cheeks onto the powdered ground.
"She's just a kid…. Who'd… who'd take her…?" he choked back a wet sob.
"Ralph?" a familiar voice called out.
Quickly he wiped away his t
A Pirate Makes a PoemA Pirate Makes a Poem:A Pirate Makes a Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Apparently all it takes
Ta get ye works ta slake
Is a simple scheme o' rhyme
Which takes a minute o' time
Perhaps I'll do the same
It's fair ta play this game
No meanin' in tha words
They just flop around like birds
"Oh this stuff it speaks to me!"
Really is that true?
I'm afraid ye might be daft me thinks
Ye certainly be loose a screw
For if works do not have meanin'
Then they're simply done and dull
I think I'd rather spend me time
Playin' dice in a golden skull
I suppose that what tha people want
Is a simple kind o' style
One that looks as good as ale
But tastes like bricks and bile
"Now then lads, do I get ta be a poet too?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th July 2012
The Problem With Elia.she could have been a violin;The Problem With Elia.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
born a week too late, she had
melancholy in her bones: doctor lizbet
took time out of her schedule to pluck her
newborn strings - calloused sanitation against
mottled pink-and-yellow flesh & thrashing limbs.
in three more years, she will have
nothing in her bones at all: doctor estair
diagnosed her with iatrophobia to fuel her
instinctive chords - ripple-free shells of liquid
lobotomy & a capsule to callous her pink-and-yellow
flesh against the thought of just getting over it all.
ten years after that, her mother will
find her face down and thrashing: her dust
bunny bones will flex as she retches up her memories
for display - lawyers will spend the next few years pawing
through them with clawed hands and heaving breathing until
one day, they find lizbet and estair huddled amid the rubble of her bones.
TurkeyxReader~The Legend of Citaqua~Ch 9~The Legend of Citaqua~ Ch 9TurkeyxReader~The Legend of Citaqua~Ch 91 year ago in Romance More Like This
“What the holy heck are you doing here?!” Sadık cried.
“You murder my parents—that I found out my not be my parents—you kidnap my friend and me, you make me an assistant to one of the most complicated jobs I’ve ever heard of, you put me on a leash like a fancy pet, and that’s the first thing you can say?!” you shouted back. Just then, you saw Tunç poke his head out from behind his brother.
“Oh…Neoklis,” he said. “So that’s where you’ve been hiding.”
“Tunç, what are you doing off of the Aral?” you wondered aloud.
“I could ask you the same thing, couldn’t I?” your not-really-official mentor countered.
“Yeah! What’s up with that?” Sadık frowned. “You just up and disappeared a few days ago, and I almost killed your little cat friend here!”
“Until I stepped in,” Tunç sighed.
:Request: Candy loverYou huffed angrily as the annoying puffin ((once again)) chewed on your (h/l) (h/c) hair.:Request: Candy lover2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And your boyfriend didn't even do anything about it!
You glared daggers into his beautiful purple eyes, which stayed unfazed no matter how much or how long you glared at him.
All he did was sit there, his face stoic, munching on a piece of licorice. ((Which he practically begged you to buy him some))
Oh how it annoyed you that it seems like he cared more about candy that his own girlfriend.
Ugh! Candy lover....
But, it seemed like he's been ignoring you lately though, always leaving you alone with that annoying puffin.
You slowly lowered your (e/c) eyes, Iceland almost instantly, as if reading your mind, caught on to the mood.
'What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if his candy is better and more interesting that spending time with me? What if....he's tired of me?' Your eyes watered a bit,
Hetalia Seiyuu x Reader - Noriaki SugiyamaHetalia Seiyuu x Reader - Noriaki Sugiyama2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hetalia Seiyuu x Reader - Noriaki Sugiyama
Noriaki Sugiyama aka Non-tan.
I don't need to explain cause he has most fans and one of the best seiyuus xD
And of course, he voices England ( and Sasuke Uchiha in Naruto & Uryu Ishida in Bleach and etc. )
You finished watching the Hetalia Seiyuu event again. You blushed at England's tsundereness- heck, you loved it! You even loved how his seiyuu, Noriaki Sugiyama or Non-tan, kept being adorable and shyly tsundere himself.
You practically went around to visit your Hetalia friends to show them how their seiyuu appears as, and it interested you that they kept avoiding anything about their similarities. Anyway, you went to where Arthur Kirkland, other wise known as England/UK. You can also remember his reaction when you showed him those seiyuu events.
England looked at you and sighed. "It's really nice to see you, [Name], but I told you not to call me that...it's...awkward.
RomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~Ch 18Sustenance Pact ~Ch 18~RomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~Ch 181 year ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert had told you that GERUN’s main headquarters was still untouched by Arthur’s and Lukas’ vampire hoard thanks to special security measures.
“It’s getting harder to hold on,” he told you while Vladimir was making his way to the nearest safe entrance. “There are different strains of vampires who are able to survive in the sunlight so the sunlight grenades don’t work.”
You frowned. “Sunlight grenades…? Why does the term sound so familiar?”
The GERUN elite rolled his red eyes. “Uh, maybe that’s because you and Eliza took some prototypes from Vash?”
“I don’t remember,” you mumbled. That got you thinking back to another topic.
“So I was really part of GERUN?”
“You were one of the best,” Gilbert said.
“Was I an elite?” you quietly asked.
“No, but we were thinking about promoting you when you got enough experience.&