I just realized today that I love youWhen Juvia opened her eyes she saw Gray who carried her in his arms while he was running. She felt a stabbing pain and when she looked at her body, the only thing she saw was blood.I just realized today that I love you9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gray looked at her and said: „Don’t worry Juvia, you’ll be all right. I will take you to a save place."
"What happened to Juvia Gray-sama? Why is she full of blood? ",Juvia asked him.
"You don’t remember? We are on a mission and you got hit by this huge mage because you tried to protect me."
Juvia remembered what happened. She had been fighting side to side with Gray, and when she saw that one of their enemies attacked Gray, she didn’t think but pushed him out of the way. Now her whole body was in pain, but it didn’t matter as long as he was all right.
"Please, don’t do such a dangerous thing again for me.", Gray said with a sad look on his face.
"But Gray-sama protects me every time I’m in danger, too. "
"Yes, but I’m a man, it’s my duty to look a
Angry SexI've seen enough of this utopian corpusAngry Sex8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
through a fetish of the eyes’ dull guts;
a ferrule festering into the clear.
What was it that you ruined?
My abandoned lawn, my four rusted cylinders,
my venomous intestines?
I can’t remember.
But you understand, we must all have antagonists
for the flaws in the quartz.
Bright blue whores, the lot of you,
golems sprung from mud and manifestos,
maggots angling for transfiguration.
Despite my violent measurements
I could not disfigure your sickening sunface
writhing in the brume like lips on a lunatic.
Hereinafter this poor soliloquy
I will upturn my palms like a limestone Venus
waiting for the Goths to topple my organs
as I have done
so many times.
I am done.
EL DEMONIO ES MI ANGEL NEGROEL DEMONIO ES MI ANGEL NEGRO7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
EL DEMONIO ES MI ANGEL NEGRO…(fiolee)
“No quiero olvidar como se siente..Quiero seguir enamorada de mi dolor porque así te conocí”
Al final supongo que sabía que iba a caer en el momento en que lo vi, no fue más que en una noche cualquiera pero , en una noche en la que sabía que sin él, no iba a vivir.
Era en una tormenta de nieve tan intensa que nada podía ver a mi alrededor, mi nombre es fionna solo tenía 7 años , en el momento en el que vi mi vida correr por delante de mí, solía vivir en un pequeño pueblo que la tranquilidad y la paz eran inminentes, en una noche la tranquilidad fue despavorida por un incendio tan intenso , ni yo ni nadie supo que lo provoco, pero lo único que sé es que ahí perdí todo lo que quería, mi familia, mis amigos, hasta las cosas que yo mas apreciaba, las lagrimas corrían por todo mi rostro lastimado, l
Don't Think.it's meant to be listened to:Don't Think.5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I remember in Psych 101,
when the professor proposed a game
called Don’t Think.
He said, “For the next minute,
don’t think about
So the trick was to
think about anything else
but the red elephant.
was the longest minute
of my life.
I thought surely I will die
under the weight of this--
No don’t think about it!
The sweat dripped down my temples
and my lips got dry
and I couldn’t stop
blinking or thinking
about purple giraffes
and orange hippos and polka dot
ostriches and red
but then the minute was up and I let out a sigh
and I could feel my arteries dilate
and I could feel my cells breathing again and
I could see the red elephant
and he could see me.
That elephant in my mind’s room
was easy to accommodate after all the
other animals had left
when it was just
me and him.
I forgot wha
The Real Wiccathe Real WiccaThe Real Wicca9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We don't fly on broomsticks
We don't raise the dead
The bad things you think of wicca
Are really in your head.
We don't believe in hell
And satan and all that junk
We don't dress all goth
We don't all dress punk.
we DO believe in God
but also in a Goddess
they are both considered equal
and at least we are not godless.
please don't try to change our minds
because it will not work
we won't try to make YOU change
consider that a perk
This is the path we have chosen
You can choose your own
But don't pull us onto yours
We're standing like a stone.
SmokeHe supports her more than she's comfortable. He offers to lead her, step by step, through the everything that makes her weak, but it frightens her. She always thought that she would have to do this alone, would have to muster her own strength.Smoke2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She's not supposed to lean on someone who will eventually break her heart.
He holds her hand even though she's lifeless, weightless as smoke, boring because she's too caught up in her afflictions. He holds her for a long time even though he doesn't know the full story, could never understand her pain.
When he's drunk he shares the same bed with her and presses against her from behind, puts his hand up her shirt and craves her. But there are other people in the room and he's breathing too loudly, so she tries to keep his hands in hers. Still, he touches all over and she forces herself to finish him with her hand. She sticks around to make it seem intimate, but eventually leaves to go back to her room because being so close is unnerving.
Am I Good Enough...?Legs crossed on a cold basement floor,Am I Good Enough...?6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood stains painting my flesh,
The wounds deeper than ever before,
A white gown now a short black dress.
Long tangled hair clinging to my tears
Wind howling through the trees,
Moonlight painting a sky so clear,
And darling, I'm going to be set free.
My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin,
A delightful pain at the thought of a touch,
And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it,
Now am I good enough?
KindleIt begins with your lips,Kindle6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way they curve
into the most luscious abstractions
with the delicate caress
of my own.
Your dark almond eyes
and the spark of your gaze
sets a fire in my flesh,
sizzling down my spine
every inch, necessitating the stroke
of your cool mint tongue.
drip through my fingers
and spill out
against my neck
with every soft compression
of your hips
against my own
and I want you so desperately.
I need you,
a thirst that only you may quench,
a desire only you could
and I ache to burn
in a glorious ensemble of skin,
hearts and heated whispers,
in the shrinking space
between our mouths.
Your skin glows a passionate red
we draw nearer
and I can feel reciprocity
as your shape
bends around my own
in a perfect harmony
of mirrored fervor
that can only climax
with our silhouettes
becoming a single, undulating wave
cresting in loving,
Modern LolitaShe falls in love with the orange glow of his cigarette in the blue night. His right hand finds hers as they fly through a sea of red and white lights, the car filled with his smoke. Their destination this night is his past that intrigues her, is the place that he finally escaped, and she's a little nervous.Modern Lolita2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Late to every destination they fumble with the room keys in the cold dark, only bother unpacking toothbrushes, lingerie, and lube. They make love in sparsely furnished motels, throw familiar clothes into unfamiliar closets, obsess over each other's bodies into sweaty sunrises and empty orgasms.
When they take walks hand in hand their age difference is blaring to others and sometimes to her. She feels so incredibly young when he talks of life's exhaustions, Jimi, and how long he's been a smoker. She suspects he feels the generation divide when she praises Lana del Rey and when she purchases the newest fashion, but--
"Goddamn, baby." He licks his fingers as he drives and she pants; t
firefighteryou arefirefighter5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
what do I mean by that?
you are the bonfire in the summer sand
in the setting sun. you are the setting sun
when the flames align with the horizon;
your eyelash touches are a thousand
wishes coming true in a single breath.
you are yesterday today and tomorrow
all in a kiss, a constant reminder that life
isn’t so bad so unfair so impossible to live.
I forget reality in your eyes--
I mean literally,
you are not a bonfire. you set the bonfire.
and you’re not a flame, only attached to the finger
passing across it in a dangerous tease. you are
eyelashes and breaths and lips but you are also
synapses misfiring and calling me the love of your
life who you do not mean. you have life in you
but you are not life and
there is something beyond you.
someone else beyond you
that I must reach for and I must,
in the name of her,
imagine new metaphors.
i hate my lifei hate my life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate everything and everybody including me. I'm bleeding inside i just want to scream at the top of my lungs so loud that I can not speak anymore, i don't need my voice because nobody cares what i need to say.I want to take a knife and to stabbe my already broken heart the pain i feel now is more stronger than when the knife cuts my heart .I don't need help i'm smiling don't you see i'm leaving this horrible place......
15 Years - LenxRin“On the wings of an angel, my love15 Years - LenxRin1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
for you soars. Flying farther and farther, from shore to shore. If I
could reach up above, for you I'd grab a single star. Even still your
beauty is greatest, but I'd still reach no matter how far.” I
carefully said the words aloud as I wrote them delicately on the
paper. These poems written of my love for you, I've been sending them
for fifteen years straight. But even so there's still no reply.
“Dude, you know that super cute
model, Kendra Brown? They're having a photo shoot down at the park
downtown today!” My best friend Kaito exclaimed whipping out a
magazine where a picture of the curvy brunette smiling sweetly at the
camera. My eyes flicked down to a certain area on the model. I
analyzed her body and I had to admit, not bad, but honestly I could
care less about some stupid model.
“And?” I ask sitting back down on
my desk. Kaito groaned and sat on my desk leaning forward so our
faces were inches away. I made a
A Songfic Request - JohnlockBarbie GirlA Songfic Request - Johnlock2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm a barbie girl. In a barbie world!"
"Life in plastic, it's fantastic!"
"You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere!"
"Imagination, life is your creation!"
"Come on Barbie, let's go party!"
"John please stop that nonsense."
"But Sherly, it's the best song EVER!!!"
"John, you're drunk."
"No I'm not, even ask the pink elephant over there."
"You're drunk. Look you just threw up. Are you alright?"
"There's too much blood in my alcohol system."
"I can see that John. Come on let's get you to bed."
"Mine all yours baby."
"Our bed John."
"Oh yeah. Oh, hey Sherlock."
"What is it John?"
"I put the STD in STUD, all I need is U."
"You're never drinking this much again John. Here we go. There, you're nice and snug in bed."
"Sherly, can I just say something?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
painkiller.you show me a bottle of advil. you say to me, “if i swallow all these pain pills at once, do you think i’ll finally stop hurting?”painkiller.8 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
“you shouldn’t joke about that,” i say.
in retrospect, i should have been grateful.
it was the only joke you’d ever told where i wasn’t the punchline.
i’d like to write your name in a bathroom stall. i’d like to come back every day, checking for tears in sharpie’d letters. for a “he’s such a scumbag.” for a “you’re not alone.”
i guess i want to think that you’re a criminal mastermind. i want to think that you’re a serial heartbreaker. i want to think out there, somewhere, is somebody else like me, who you’ve hurt.
(i know you’re none of those things. i know that you’re just a boy – and, really.
that's the saddest part of all.)
i taught you how to stargaze, and how to uncross your arms and let people in
(Army) Loki x Reader Ch. 2(Army) Loki x Reader Ch. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Army) Loki x Reader
You were in a meadow. It was vast, and had many flowers of all colours. You turned to
see a little farm, mostly of goats and lambs. Curiosity struck, and you quietly ventured up to the barn
house. You cracked open the door, and nearly gagged at what you saw. There were bodies of different
people hanging from the rooftop, women, men, children, anything. The problem was that they were
missing there heads, and the women looked like they had their uteruses cut out of them. You slowly
stepped back, horrified. You heard a cackle, and whipped your head around to see a crazed man, holding
a chainsaw above his head, and it was coming down onto your head. And then-
You jolted up sweating, and holding your chest. Panting, you looked around to see
where you were. You began to panic when you didn't notice the room at all. The door opened quickly,
revealing the man from the night before. "What are you screaming about?!"
You hadn't even realized
you screamed. "It was
STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine, Part 4STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine, Part 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine
PART FOUR: BARGAINING AND ACCEPTANCE
Laughing shadows danced over the faces of the four girls gathered around the fire. Each of them was wrapped in a blanket, and huddled close to the flames for warmth. It was snowing outside; the flurries started without warning earlier that afternoon and quickly blanketed the school grounds in thick carpets of white. Everything was muffled and quiet… the only sounds were the intermittent pops and crackles from the firewood as it burned.
"I only got fed on once," said Kyoko softly without looking up at the other girls. The flames reflecting in her scarlet eyes made for an eerie effect. There was no emotion in her voice, only flat, dull weariness. "Just once, that first time, in the whole two weeks we were trapped there. Every other time, the Demon and its Spawn fed on Mami. I still don't know why."
Through The Witch's Eyes: OpheliaWǔdàn – Nothing Left For MeThrough The Witch's Eyes: Ophelia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Amidst thickest fog as thick as starless night,
Placed upon a bridge in night cold and stark
I seek forgotten things without guiding light
This crimson flame I don cannot map the dark.
No place to move forward to, no home in sight
Thus toward my last battle do I embark.
My candle cannot aide these awful days
Or aide my walk to more meaningful ways.
(Fuck the world and leave me be)
From misty grounds cold do come the sole sound
Of hollow hooves treading on roads of stone.
This mount in a coat as gray as the ground,
A stump on its head where once may have grown,
Perhaps, old innocence never to be found,
Lost to darkness, never gain has it shone.
Perhaps I am the same as this dull steed
Only once moved by some forgotten creed.
(Fuck the world and leave me be)
A flame top a spear marks a stupid crusade.
Foolish followers, clad in colorful thread.
Orderly they march, so forever swayed
By wisdom and nonsense from preachings dead.
O they fo
Party animals BTT x Reader: oneshotParty animals BTT x Reader: oneshot10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Francis was on Toni who was on the couch spread out and Gilbert was on his 'AWESOME BLOG!'. And you were in your room. You got an idea and then ran downstairs as the three heads turned to you
"Vhat is it mein frau?"
"What 'append mon chérie?"
"What is it mi abejorro?"
You smiled and giggled at them they just looked at you confused. You were about to say something.
"ITS NOT MEIN BABY! II SEWER!" you looked at Gilbert.
"No i'm not pregnant. I was gonna say we should have a big party!" They jumped up in excitement.
"YEAH!" They all said in unison.
"But we first have to set up everything."
"I'll help you chica!" Toni volunteered himself to help.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-time skip brought to you by tomato-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Almost everyone here was total strangers besides Alfred, Arthur, Roderich, Ludwig, Matt, Elizabetha, Lovino, Feliciano and that was it. The rest of the people their were complete and utter strangers. You got your bathing suit on, your favorite bi
STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine, Part 3STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine, Part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
STARS ABOVE SIDE-STORY: My Sunshine
PART THREE: ANGER
She grinned around the pocky stick clenched in her teeth. It was not a happy grin. Come on. Come on.
Standing all alone in the middle of the broken, shattered street, at sundown, with the fog just starting to roll in… it was perfect, Kyoko thought. The only thing missing was the Demons, but they would come. There weren't many left in Mitakihara, but they would come, attracted to her like moths to a lantern. She wondered if they could already smell her. Come on, come on. I've got a nice, juicy Heart ready for you, all full of despair, just like you like it. Come on out.
This would be it, her final stand. And this was the perfect place, the perfect time for it.
Kyoko Sakura had made her decision. She was going to die tonight.
But damned if she wasn't going to go out fighting.
It was enough.
As the fog thickened into mi
They Rushed into the SeaThey rushed into the sea--They Rushed into the Sea3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sea of crumbling concrete,
shattered glass and twisted metal,
a storm of smoke and soot, shrouding the sun.
They pressed forward, against the waves
the tidal waves of stunned masses--
streams of shell-shocked people, fleeing
fleeing the twins towered by terror--
twin towers on fire.
They rushed into the sea
to fish for the living--
knowing this sea could swallow them.
The Wolf Who Fell In Love With Little Red OneShotThe Wolf Who Fell In Love With Little Red OneShot2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hey Everyone! ;D
It's been a while since I uploaded anything
I've been working on a bunch of stuff at once lately, including editing all my stories, and school work has been ridicules.
So I decide to start a One-Shot Collection for RinxLen because I always have random ideas floating in my head, and this is a place to get them down when I don't have time to write a full story. ;3
Each One-Shot will be dedicated to either one of my amazing friends or reviewers, cause you guys are just that awesome. X3
This will not have a limit to how many One-Shots, I'll just keep adding and try to update regularly.
So the first one is The Wolf Who Fell In Love With Little Red Riding Hood mostly because I don't think there are enough fan fictions for this song so here we go.
I'm gonna be Little Red Riding Hood for Halloween XD
I can't afford to do a Cosplay, especially with Katsucon coming up. XD
The awkward part is while writing this I was watching this sh
Assassin's Creed II: EternityAssassin's Creed II: Eternity3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
October, 1476. Firenze. Italia.
The people's shouts filled the air with a haunting resonance. He couldn't see what stood at the center of the frenzied mass, but he didn't need to see to know. His feet carried him closer to the podium and through the clumped mass before him. It was early October, the fall season in full swing upon the Italian city-state of Firenze. And today, three men stood upon the gallows awaiting the swift hand of fate to claim their lives as prize.
"Giovanni Auditore," A voice boomed out over the indecipherable shouts of the mob. The mention of his father's name stopped Ezio dead in his tracks. His heart beat quickened as he silently joined the crowd to watch the matter at hand.
"You and your accomplices stand accused of the crime of treason. Do you have any evidence to counter this charge?"
"Yes;" His father shouted in reply. "The documents that were delivered to you last night!" That was right. Ezio himself hadn't slept a wink after he'd delivered them himself to
Skirts [Haku Ficlet]Skirts [Haku Ficlet]4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[Name] ran her hands down the front of her skirt, looking at herself in the mirror. She and her boyfriend were going to a friends 'Scottish' themed party, so she had decided to wear a skirt that looked like a kilt. Her boyfriend, on the other hand, had decided to wear an actual kilt.
“Haku, are you ready yet? We're going to end up being late,” she said with a pout, running her hands over her [color] face, trying to decide if she needed to put on any more make-up.
Haku came walking out of the bathroom with his kilt on. [Name] tried not to laugh, but she couldn't help it. Haku glared over at her, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Why do you think this is funny?” he asked in his velvety soft voice, causing [Name] to shrug.
“It's nothing. So when does my grandma want her skirt back?” she asked with a grin.
Haku looked down at himself, his brown eyes blinking in confusion. “It's a kilt though,” he mumbled, looking back over at [Name], trying