hetalia x reader intro ~ trappedlet me just say that this series was the first ever x reader I have ever wrote, even though it was written in a diary journal I took everywhere, so as a thanks to all the people who have stuck by me and my writings plus helped me get to 50 watchers I present to you this little series~ leonehetalia x reader intro ~ trapped10 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Am I dreaming? Or is this real? That's the only thing that came to my mind as I was floating down the seemingly endless but beautiful drop, the ice looking walls around me looked as though their was a Antarctic aurora inside it changing color to the beat of a soft music box playing in the background. All the sudden I landed on a pair of pure white stairs that seemed to of appeared out of nowhere, I began walk up to wherever the stairs may lead me and each time I put my foot in one of the steps the step changed into a (light/dark/bright) shade of (f/c) until I finally reached a large circle platform that looked like it was made completely out of stained glass of many colors.
Sick!Levi X Reader - Hallucination [One Shot]Sick!Levi X Reader - Hallucination [One Shot]3 months ago in Drama More Like This
"When are you going to get it, shitty glasses?! I'm just sick, I don't need you to take care of me, so keep your shitty stories about Titans for you. I'm going to finish my paperwork, because of the last expedition beyond the walls, I didn't get the time to finish this bullshit." I say with my habitual cold voice deprived of any emotion. Hanji stares at me, a book which is certainly talking about Titans in her hands. She only wants to help me, I know it, but I don't need her help. I am able to take of myself without her futile and annoying help.
"Okay Shorty... You're still the same when you're sick, the grumpy and cold man... Well, if you need something or if you want me to bring you a tea, I'm in the library. See you later, Levi."
After those words, Hanji lets a little sigh coming out from her mouth, and goes out of my office. I lean against the back of my chair and sigh, thinking about the last expedition beyond the walls. This expedition has occured one day ago, an
Lyrics: 'Cutie Mark Song' [MLP Season 3 Finale]"What My Cutie Mark is Telling Me" LyricsLyrics: 'Cutie Mark Song' [MLP Season 3 Finale]2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
These animals don't listen. No, not one little bit.
They run around out of control and throw their hissy fits.
It's up to me to stop them, cause plainly you can see.
Its got to be my destiny, and
It's what my cutie mark is telling me.
I try to keep them laughing. Put a smile upon their face;
But no matter what I try, it seems a bit of a disgrace.
I have to entertain them. It's there for all to see.
Its got to be my destiny, and
It's what my cutie mark is telling me.
[Pinkamena Diane Pie]
I don't care much for pickin' fruit and
Plowin' fields ain't such a hoot.
No matter what I try,
I cannot fix this busted water chute!
I've got so many chores to do.
It's no fun being me; but it has to be my destiny,
Cause it's what my cutie mark is telling me.
Looky here at what I made, I think that it's a dress.
I know it doesn't look like much, I'm under some distress.
Could y'all give me a hand here and help me fix thi
EnglandxTeen!Coma!ReaderEnglandxTeen!Coma!Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alright vere done for today" Ludwig finished the meeting. Finally Arthur could get out of here go and visit you at the hospital. Why the hospital? Well..
"Don't worry Iggy I'll be fine" You said speaking to your worried boyfriend on the phone. You have been dating for 5 months. He was a bit older than you, he was 23 soon 24 and you were still in late teens struggling with High School. But as you both said, age is just a number nothing more. But one thing that you didn't like was when he said "my little (Name)" As if you were a child. Anyways you were driving for the first time alone and Arthur was worried that something will happen.
"I know but I still think I should be with you or maybe your parents" Arthur said
"They are just working and so do you" You said making Arthur frown on the line
I know we haven't sped so much time for a while but I'm doing my best here!" Arthur said annoyed
"I know" You sighed "Anyway I have to hang up so I can focus one
LifeLife.Life1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is a big, dark, scary tunnel, and there’s a light shining brightly at the end of the tunnel.
We’re all going down this tunnel, some of us running with carefree abandon, letting the wind whip against us as we run down that tunnel, while some of us are more inclined to stroll through life’s tunnel, bemused by those who stumble over obstacles because they didn’t see them in the way.
That tunnel is confusing.
The tunnel is confusing because everything is confusing. The world is big and scary, and you look at yourself from time to time and think, “Wow… It’s me and this huge tunnel, in the dark.” It makes you feel
insignificant, scared, alone, empty, paranoid, invisible, vulnerable, weak, small
And then you put up defenses, as your journey through the tunnel gets more terrifying, as you see things coming after you, shadows flickering behind you, sounds crackling above you, your own senses failing and lying to you as fear takes over.
Hetalia x Pirate! Reader Chpt-1Hetalia x Pirate! Reader Chpt-13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
9/11 TributeGUMMY BEARS9/11 Tribute1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the way to elementary school,
I’m screaming bloody murder
About how it’s the worst place on earth.
Mom hands me a pack of gummy bears
So that I stop making her ears bleed,
And suddenly it’s as though I don’t have to endure
Seven whole hours of watching paint dry.
I cheer and save the treat for later.
In class my teacher is teaching us about bees,
And it occurs to me that she is quite like one as well.
A woman moving about slowly,
Droning on and on in a language I don’t understand.
She even has a dress
That is yellow like the sun.
But, like a bee’s suit,
It would look better on something else.
The droning is broken by a crash
And miles away,
I see a puff of dust go up
In the two towers I can see from school.
My teacher is wide eyed
And she stares at the spectacle
Because her husband works there
So it’s impossible to tear her eyes away
Just like me.
Everyone is cringing around me
And it’s a while before
All I Needed was YouKarkat Vantas walked down the hallway to his room. On his way he passed Gamzee's, Kanaya's, and finally, Rose's rooms before reaching the door with the grey cancer painted on the front. Upon entering, he considered cleaning up the shit hole of a room. It was cluttered with stuff, and the walls were plastered with posters of the troll romances he liked. He dragged himself to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He could see his eyes were turning red, fast. He sighed, maybe he could wear glasses or something soon. In the room next door he could her Dave's annoying rap music was blaring. Karkat was not in the mood for it today, so he marched out and pounded on the door.All I Needed was You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Dammit, Strider, shut the fuck up!" He yelled. Dave responded by turning the music up louder. Karkat clenched his fists and hit the door again. Dave opened it this time, a smirk played across his face. His blond hair was messy, sweeped over his thick sunglasses.
"Sup, Vantass." He said cooly. Karkat's expression grew an
An Act of Random Kindness An Act of Random KindnessAn Act of Random Kindness 2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once upon a time, there was a pony named Quiver Quill. He was a bright young earth pony colt, but he was shy, uneasy around other ponies his age, and very lonesome and sad. Some of the ponies he went to school with bullied him and teased him, and often made him feel unwelcome. Anything and everything was fair game to his cruel schoolmates; the pony’s name, his poor athleticism, his teeth, his hobbies, whatever, it didn’t matter, and they delighted in making Quiver Quill feel miserable.
But he found joy in life in a love of books, of reading, and eventually, of writing. Not so much writing assignments for school, but writing fiction. Whenever he found the time, the young colt would write stories, often inspired by the books he read and loved. He’d write new tales of Daring Do and her adventures, of heroes in olden pony times who befriended dragons and, as time went on, of characters of his own creation. So much joy did he find in
Darkest VishesWhen the sun goes down and the sky turns dark blueDarkest Vishes1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Its time when my vishes finally comes true
At first no one knows vho I am?
Vell, Once I vas a normal purple bat from Pi'illo Island
Then somehow I fed of sveets of nightmares
Thanks of nightmares: I become bigger my claws, my body and my wonderful vings
In the pass of time I become a powerful king
There is one thing to do
I only vanted is having the Dark Stone
Those idiots of Pi'illos they imprison me in Dream Land
At my last act... I destroy the Dark Stone
Making those Pi'illos turned into a stone one by one
Now I'm here... In my dark prison
My only company is deepest of darkness
It's driving me into madness
Yesterday: I'm bat... Today: I'm king... Now: I'm prisoner ... And Tomorrow?
No one can hear my pain or my sorrow...
But don't worry, my dear friends: I vill be free any soon...
And I vill have Dream Stone on my claws
I vill have the whole vorld in the palm of my paw
I'll be the scarest nightmare that the vorld has ne
Life with Twilight Ch 1So tell me about life. How do you live it? Play video games, go out and hang with friends, get a big honking paycheck and buy lots of shoes? Sounds like fun, really it does. You should consider yourself lucky to live such a life, cause I sure as hell would. Everyday, it's the same old thing; wake up in this crummy old apartment, go to my college classes, spend about twenty hours per week at work, and then come home to do whatever I can until bedtime. Then I wake up and do the same thing the next day.Life with Twilight Ch 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After mom and dad died, my sister finished college and moved out to California, where she became an overnight success in the field of fashion design. That girl's so rich, I don't even know if she does work anymore. She's been wiring me money from across the country, to help pay for the apartment and the rest of my college tuition. As long as I keep passing my classes, she'll keep providing the support. My other expenses are another matter, which is why I'm working part time. It's really no
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 24Chapter Twenty-Four: CondolencesThe Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 241 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chenoa squealed as Pinkie Pie swung her tail at the ball, lunging forth at the incoming object… and getting hit in the face. The chick halted briefly, but she laughed and batted back at the ball, unfazed from the gentle impact. Had Smokey seen it, it would’ve provoked his protective instincts. As of now, he was busied crushing the tomatoes and blending the ingredients for the sauce. Fluttershy, however, expressed prominent trepidation.
The equines exhaled on relieved sighs, having expected the baby to burst out crying. Giggling, Pinkie Pie bumped the ball back.
“Excuse me, Fluttershy,” Rarity began, her full attention on the addressed mare. “I had been mulling over something. Ever since I saw that sweet little chick yesterday, I was struck with inspiration! Perhaps developing a small line of clothing for little ones.”
The yellow pegasus ent
For CureBreathe...For Cure2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
...this is the sound of what you think can't kill you.
With a shiv in the ribs and a shift in the lips
the patients shushedly loiter in seats in the lobby
inside of the department of radiology department
resting, washed out and owning it, bandana-ed up
or balding inwardly and outwardly, taking breaths
because they know firsthand that lung cancer kills
in white-collars or in navy-shirts—indiscriminately,
There are lung cancer patients plagued radioactive,
taking breaths, donating their bodies to a science
without a serum to show for it, their sterner sternum
schlit open with a scent that was ribcaged from inside.
Within, a cancer not there for a cure-all, but for an end-all
last gasp, escapes from the belly of the bestiary scrivened
on ribs in scrimshaw, glazed in formaldehyde preservative.
If you color me cadaver and call me an honorary coroner
or scribble me soldier and salute me as your surgeon
on the front lines performing vivisection pol
She is...The kind of girl who stares at a screen,She is...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Searching for the right words.
The one who doesn't hear,
But has always wanted to be heard.
A liar who can't speak,
A coward who can't hide.
Swallowed by her grief,
Poisoned by her pride.
And yet she's found a deeper love,
Flawed as she may be.
Though left in horrid darkness,
She finds that she can see.
And with all her insecurities,
She's slipped through prison bars.
Broke through her imperfections,
And is reaching for the stars.
The Sun Also Rises, Part 2 of 2“Why is it that every time there’s a crisis of some kind, I’m not around? It’s bad enough the Royal Guard has a horrible reputation…”The Sun Also Rises, Part 2 of 211 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Shiny.” Princess Cadance gave her husband a teasing smile as they strode through the halls of the Crystal Palace, having just caught him up on everything that had happened in his absence. “No one blames you for anything that’s happened, and odds are that even if you’d been here, Sunset Shimmer would have made off with Twilight’s crown anyway. Besides, Twilight and Spike made it back safely.”
“Still, this is what, the fifth time something like this has happened?” At his wife’s chiding expression, Shining Armor sighed and relented. “And she’s managed it with flying colors every time. Still, if she hadn’t…” He opted not to elaborate on that point, mostly because he’d rather not consider what he would have done to Sunset Shimme
Fluttershy's SecretSunday was only two days away. She'd been waiting already: three days, two hours and one minute. What would two more days do? No one would think anything of it if she stayed inside for two more days, would they? She'd never been the most social of the group anyway. It was rare for her to seek out their attention, save every Thursday at the spa with Rarity. She had to cancel this Thursday and the only reason she didn't break down under the scrutinizing gaze of her best friend was because she really had been feeling under the weather. It wasn't a lie. She could hide behind that excuse for two more days. Right?Fluttershy's Secret3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was already mid-morning when a knock came to her door. Fluttershy got unsteadily to her hooves and tried to ignore the churning in her stomach as she walked the few feet from the couch to the door. Pulling it open just a crack, she saw Applejack on the other side wearing her beloved cowboy hat and a concerned expression. "Hey there, sugarcube. Rarity said you were feelin'
FlutterMac Part 5 It had been about a week since he had given the pale yellow mare a bag of apples, and Big Macintosh couldn't get her out of his head. Every time he closed his eyes he saw that shy face, the timid smile. Even when she was hurt she always seemed to be smiling. It almost made being hurt look... graceful... He didn't know how having an injury could be seen as such, but somehow on her, it did. Then again, in his opinion, everything she did was graceful. The way she folded her wings when touching her hooves to the ground, the way she constantly shifted the long pink mane atop her skull. Everything. He didn't understand the why of the matter. He'd never felt this way before, not about anyone. Well, except for that time with the love poison...FlutterMac Part 51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Was that the answer? Had he been secretly poisoned again? No, that couldn't be it, Apple Bloom had no reason to want to set him up with her older sisters' best friend. Maybe he was just starting to like her...?
An unwanted white roseYou think you know who I am?An unwanted white rose1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How pathetic and foolish can you be?
I am chained! I am bounded!
I will never be free!
How can you like a monster like me!?
I am a white rose,
Who is powerless and weak
And yet my thorns
Have cut you deeply.
Don't you get it!?
Don't you see!?
Can't you realize that
My wrath and anger
Have harmed you greatly!?
I am dangerous!
I am polluted!
Turn back on me!
I am not any white rose
Who is innocent and pure.
I am a monster, a monster!
A filthy, "ugly" monster
A monster, a monster
And my wrath is growing stronger!
Leave me alone!
Before I hurt you.
Yellow And Purple Arent Compliimentary ColorsYellow And Purple Aren't Compliimentary ColorsYellow And Purple Arent Compliimentary Colors2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ampora!" Sollux growled. "Nyeh!" Eridan shouted running away from him. "Don't think you can hide you stupid fish breathed asshole!" Sollux shouted chasing after him. "Sol calm down! Please don't krill me!" Eridan whined. "Shut the fuck up and come over here!" Sollux shouted. "No!" Eridan shouted back. "What the fuck is going on here?" Karkat asked intervening. "This fucktard fish breath broke my fucking computer!" Sollux steamed. "What and you can't just fucking fix it?" Karkat smirked. Sollux sighed. "It's not that easy KK, it was a really expensive computer with years of work put into it and this fucking moron was playing with his stupid ass wand and he broke it." Sollux smirked. "Wow that does sound like a pretty good reason to be pissed. Hey Eridan?" Karkat said trying to bring Eridan over to properly apologize. "Eridan?" Karkat said confused when Eridan didn't respond. He turned around to see that Eridan had already absconded. "Fucki
FallTell me you need the push,Fall1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then blame me when you fall.
Of course, I was the one who led you to the cliff.
Apple-Pie Celestia's early morning sun peeked over the horizon as Applejack strolledApple-Pie3 years ago in Romance More Like This
through Ponyville with her early morning deliveries in tow. She preferred making her
rounds early so she could pack her stand up at the end of the day and head straight for
home, just in time for dinner. A single bag filled to the top with apples remained slung
firmly across her shoulder as she made her way to the last stop. Ignoring the closed sign hanging in the door she nudged it open letting herself inside the bakery. A sneaky smile crossed her face, she strangely enjoyed the feeling of sneaking inside while the place was officially closed. The smell of sugar wafted through the air from the morning's first batch of goods as a pink pony poked her head through the kitchen doors.
"Hey there Applejack! Ready to get your apple on?" Pinkie asked with an enormous smile.
Why?The place I went to be happyWhy?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is now torn away from me
Turn to frowns
Like water in cupped hands
I know my memories will slowly leave me
I won't be able to tell
If it was reality
Or just a dream
Bounce off me
Inside is nothing
I am now hollow
A person walking this earth
Without a soul
Or maybe my soul is still in here
Locked away with my heart
The key is gone
But hope is still here
I have a companion now
But that's not a good sign
The body we inhabit
Is slipping away
The disease is spreading
And there's nothing we can do
I can sense the tendrils of doubt and sadness
Slipping into the cracks
Manipulating her thoughts
I beat as loud as I can
Trying to give her hope
I don't know
If she can feel me anymore
But I have to try
Stop Hurting, PleaseLet me take your burdens upon my own back.Stop Hurting, Please1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remove your pack filled with pain
And let it instead stain my face.
Wrap your arms around me in an embrace and watch your emotion
Wash over me like an ocean-leaving me raw
So that the pain that I saw is no longer yours.
Instead it pours down like a stream,
Down my throat where it becomes a scream that goes unheard
So that your pain remains curbed inside me.
I, too, hurt, though I don’t wish you to see so instead I bleed
On paper so that the seed sown doesn’t sprout quite so painfully.
When you smile it fills me wonderfully and I don’t feel quite so ground
By the sounds of sorrow.
Though it hurts me, I’d rather have borrowed suicidal thoughts
So you haven’t bought cuts down your wrists.
It hurts like a cyst to hear you sob
So I daub emotion off the surface of my mind
And grind it into ink just to be able to see how much of a fool I am.
When I write, the ink has burst from its dam and I nearly drown
Either pouring i