Jealousy in Red Black WhiteJealousy in Red Black White5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dark hair falls down loose
and scatters pale pearls
And red silk falls with it
in soft bloody swirls
Briar Rose dances with
her lover Rose Red.
The Red Riding Hood Girl
may soon be dead.
Born to a queen, born in a wood
Ebony hair and bloodred lips
Heart of ice and coal black eyes
white snow breasts and fingertips
Dark shadows fall on the
white foam of the sea
and red glows the fruit
of the apple tree,
A blood ember glows bright
from the burnt blackened charcoal
The shadowed witch holds tight
to her poisoned red apple
Along comes a great bear,
his teeth shining white
and the wolf comes prowling
in the dark of the night
Crimson drops scatter
bright across the snow
and a red carpet leads
to an ebony throne
A red ruby flashes from
a black-gloved hand
The silver ring forms a
glowing white band
White beams of moonlight
duel with bloody red Mars
And a Rose falls at midnight
Alone under the stars
Red flames are licking
at the ebony throne
The black marble dais
stands in the snow alone.
Rumpelstiltskin's Deal.Your life is full of miseryRumpelstiltskin's Deal.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nothing's gone your way
I would simply love to help you
But there is a price you must pay.
Go ahead and make your wish
As long as you pay the toll.
'Cause even magic isn't free.
I'm afraid that's not in your control.
I will do what I can
Sign your name on the dotted line
What you want will be yours
And what you have will be mine.
Once the deal's been made,
There is no turning back.
There is no undoing,
You cannot break the pact.
So go ahead and make your wish.
Tell me, what is it that you want?
Perhaps all the gold and riches.
Or maybe true love's flaunt.
Now what you will give to me,
For I am a very particular man.
I do not want your gold and jewels,
I do not want your land.
Your first born is what I claim.
And you will give it to me.
Now go ahead and make your wish,
If you accept my fee.
RealityReality2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You know Regina; I was quite confused at first when you threatened me at the station, but after deliberation I know what you've done. And let me be the first to tell you it wasn't a very good idea."
Emma watched next to Henry as Mr Gold stood confidently in the middle of Town Hall, threatening Regina in front of everyone, but she didn't look very threatened. On the contrary the mayor looked just as cocky as he did and she extended him a naughty smile from behind her podium.
"I think you should have been more careful about who you let into your company. So often I've thought that love is a weakness and so often I am proved right and this right here is the perfect proof." She said, gesturing at him and swaggering away from her podium on the stage.
"You've proved nothing witch." He spoke in a voice Emma hardly recognised; cold, cruel and calculating, not the gentle and sadistic sound she was used to.
"Oh but I have. Love is a weak spot so many have. Who'd have thought that of all pe
Memory and Passion-CEMemory and Passion.Memory and Passion-CE4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sunlight pushed itself through the few clouds, sprinkling the Destiny Islands with drops of heavenly light. A boy and a girl, both 15, sat in the sand on the beach, watching the waves glow in the Sun's glistening rays. The boy's dark brown hair bore blonde tints when the Sun reflected upon him, and the girl's soft red hair blew gently in the warm summer breeze. The two looked at each other with soft smiles and their conversation began.
"Sora?" The little girl blinked.
"Yeah, Kairi?" The little boy's voice was gentle.
"If you ever have to leave this place again, can I come with you?" Kairi asked hopefully.
Sora furrowed his eyebrows, studying her question.
"Well, I've never really thought about leaving again."
"Of course not Kairi,"Sora paused for a moment,"unless the other worlds were in touble again...then I'd have to go,"he thought for a moment again before continuing,"but, honestly, I don't think I'm going anywere." He turned to sm
Dear friend,You have to understand, dearDear friend,1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The reason to why I run.
I run away from reality
From the lungs that cannot
Take anymore smoke
From the heart that threatens to
I run away because
I'm a coward
Because I'm afraid of life
Afraid to care or love.
I'm afraid that every time
I'm glad it blows up in my face
And that every time I smile
I shed a million more tears.
That's why I run, dear
You have to understand.
I was destined to be a fighter but
I don't want to fight anymore.
I was destined to be a warrior
But how am I supposed to win when
The war I fight is against life itself?
I know that I always blow everything up but-
I keep stepping on mines, dear...
...I keep stepping on mines...
Rumbelle WeekDay 1: MagicRumbelle Week2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had wanted to let in sunlight.
Rumpelstiltskin had allowed the silly notion, if only to keep her from falling off the ladder again. But as the days went by he started to reconsider, his house, hardly a home, was far too warm now and especially too bright. There was a reason he covered the windows to begin with you know.
Then Belle came in carrying the tray of afternoon tea. There was nothing special about this and yet there was.
Each time Belle walked in front of one of the windows she simply shimmered, more beautifully then the day he took her from her home as she wore her golden dress. Her hair shined far more radiant then the thread of gold between his fingers. As if these things weren't enough her smile, directed at him of all things, along with her eyes, so warm and open with her feelings, sparkled as she announced it was time for him to take a break and join her for tea.
Darkness had surrounded Rumpelstiltskin for so long he had forgotten the magic of sunl
Aschenputtel 2010Aschenputtel 20102 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy merchant; he had a marvellous house, garden and animals. Along with these wonderful possessions, the merchant had a very lovely wife and an extremely beautiful daughter. This daughter had skin as smooth and white as marble, long strawberry blond hair as wavy as the waves on the sea and small, delicate feet. However these features were nothing compared to her blue eyes and kind nature. The merchant however was having an affair with a widow. Soon he began to feel hatred towards his most kindly wife and everything to do with her.
One day the merchant took his wife on a journey. On the way home his wife died in unknown circumstances. The merchant quickly buried his wife in the garden when he came home. The maiden would wake up before the cock crowed and weep at the grave of her mother.
The merchant then married his mistress, who already had two children, named Carolina and Aurelia, both of whom were of similar age to the merchant's daughter. Though t
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch.10Through a GlassThe Visitor From Curtisville--Ch.10Through a Glass2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 10--Through a Glass Brightly
Kes fidgeted with her hair and robe, impatiently watching as Ellery slowly sampled her lemonade. She would have shuffled her feet if it hadn't been for the heavy police dog still lounging on them. Sighing heavily, she ran her clawed fingers through her hair for what seemed like a millionth time and scowled. Just because this homely cur worked as a town constable didn't give it the right to use her feet as its personal pillow. Hell, by the time tomorrow rolled around, she'd be lucky if she had any working feet left!
Bristling irritably, she turned to address Megaera on the matter only to find the space between them now occupied by a total stranger. The person squeezed into that small cramped space was a youth of maybe eleven or thirteen. He had short blonde hair and a faint sprinkling of freckles scattered across his pale face. His choice of garb was rather strange, even though t
AlicexHatter 50K Kiriban It was a good idea in theory, but not really in practice.AlicexHatter 50K Kiriban5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alice had borne his oddities and eccentricities in amused tolerance, sometimes even going so far as to participate or even aid him in diversions that went nowhere and circular arguments that kept her awake late on nights when she really sat down to think about what he had said.
But when the Hatter had given her that look one morning after breakfast, Alice hadn't immediately narrowed her eyes in suspicion. It was an innocent enough thing, at least for him. She was sitting on the divan under the large white wired birdcage he had hung from the ceiling, busily knitting, and he had suddenly looked up from the uncomfortable-looking way he was draped across most of the couchette, practically tore the newspaper in half in his haste to bolt upright, and stared at her, startled.
No, she hadn't seen this as particularly unusual, but then the
to think you thought of meto think you thought of me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Could I be so bold as to think you thought of me
After we had parted and forgotten how to see
I know you had green eyes but your face is growing dim
Obligations and far flung places drag us back to them
You noticed me and looking up I then saw you to
I held back tears for knowing that not many ever do
Your quiet smile and soft words
They only made me love you more
The meeting all the wasteful
The parting all the sore
Is it wrong for me to hope
Oh just tell me is it true
Did you think of me again
Or did I just think of you
A Book Without a ReaderTo be a bookA Book Without a Reader9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
would be the most glorious thing of all;
for a true reader
loves a book like they love their souls
In my lonesome waking hours
or during the silence under the covers
I am as sad and as lonely
as a book without a reader
I've tried to read the others
but I found it much too hard
for just when I get interested
in the winding story line
they get up and leave
and they never tell me why
for I am a book with no reader
to cradle me closely
even though I'm torn
And though others have read my pages
none of them have stayed.
Some have taken pages,
others took chapters
a few wrote their names
on the front cover of my heart
in permanent ink
never to depart.
During the sunlit hours
I will smile and laugh and sing
but only to hide
these lonesome bones
that sigh and crack with doubt
For I have gotten so deliciously deceiving
at being happy
that I no longer know the difference
between when I'm telling tales
and when my heart thunders
Just One NightUmm, excuse me?Just One Night8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
May I talk to you for a moment?
I'd like to ask you a favor,
If you don't mind.
May I borrow you,
Just for the night?
I'd like you to sleep with me.
No, no, it's nothing like that...
You'd just sleep next to me overnight.
All you'd have to do
Is lay there beside me,
Maybe hug me from behind,
So I can feel safe for once,
And pretend that you love me.
You see, I hate coming home
To an empty house.
No one's ever there to say hello.
I hate sleeping alone,
Here in this huge empty bed...
So will you please...?
For just one night?
Sunny Disposish - Chapter 29I'm adaptable, and I like my new roleSunny Disposish - Chapter 292 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm getting better and better
I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways where money applies
Nouvelle Vague, "This is Not a Love Song"
An ecstasy is a thing that will not go into words; it feels like music, and one cannot tell about music so that another person can get the feeling of it.
Mark Twain, The Mysterious Stranger
It was a brisk walk back to the hotel, and when they got there, the Hatter shut the door, leaned against it with his palms flat behind him, and stood gazing meditatively with a tight jaw into the final veins of fading light for nearly a quarter of an hour. She leaned into the far edge of the couch watching the vestiges of heathery blue and violet drain to the floor until he pushed himself away so suddenly that she started.
At his disjointed entreaty, Alice ventu
Jean x reader: My Hero (Part 6)It took a while before you reached the site of the battle. Reiner and you sailed through the trees in silence, the older boy's face set in stony determination. You constantly shifted in his arms, despite the pain. You couldn't sit still for fear of Jean's life. As the minutes passed you could feel yourself getting more and more worried.Jean x reader: My Hero (Part 6)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
In the distance, you could hear titan's footsteps, but luckily as you listened, they grew fainter, and far away.
By the time you reached Jean, your ribs were screaming at you in pain and protest. You ignored it when your eyes landed on a figure slumped against a battered tree.
"Jean!!" You screamed, eyes going wide as you drew closer. As Reiner Swept close to the ground, you forced your way out of him arms and fell to the forest floor. You gave a small gasp of pain as your back hit the ground, but you managed to sway to your feet and run to where Jean was.
You knelt next to him, hands hovering above the blood stained cloak he wore. Jean's ey
A Fairy on Your NoseA Fairy on Your Nose3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The streetlamps flickered inauspiciously against the darkening sky, casting evanescent shadows on the rain slicked pavement. The man in the navy tie pressed his son closer to his side as the gaudy neon lights danced capriciously at the edges of his vision. A trace scent of rain was still faintly discernible in the open air, choked by the overshadowing odor of cigarette smoke and cheap alcohol. The pair of figures hurried down the quiet boulevard, footsteps echoing loudly on the empty street. The child's steps splashed clouded water against his father's dress pants, a fact that would have amused him immensely had he been watching where he was going. Instead, he peered attentively into the darkened cross streets.
"They're looking at me Keith," the boy murmured, staring out into the shadowed alleyways. His father turned his head away.
"They're not," he replied, although he was almost sure they were. Keith was out of place in this area, too finely dressed in his black su
ReaderxEren oneshotYou panted as you flew with your 3DMG. One of your gas tanks have been empty, and the other one couldn’t last much longer. You looked at your surroundings and saw three 10-meter class titans pursuing you. Panicking, you looked ahead. One of the requirements to be able to operate the 3DMG is to have a clear state of mind. If only you remembered that.ReaderxEren oneshot1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You fell, and just in time with the moment, your remaining gas tank emptied itself. Perfect. It was the perfect sign to say that you were going to die. There was no escape, the three titans were closing in already. Your whole life flashed before your eyes.
“Wow _! You surely know a lot about the outside world!” Eren exclaimed as he ate beside you, along with Mikasa and Armin.
“I just want to know what the real world looks like, it’s not impossible.” You say, as you munched on your last morsel of bread.
The others looked at you in surprise. As far as they knew, Eren was the only one
Nightly Affections and Terrors -- ErwinxReaderNightly Affections and Terrors -- ErwinxReader7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"N-No!" Erwin shot up from his bed, his white shirt soaking filled with sweat, and is sticking against his chest. His icy blue eyes stare at nothing in particular, his lips apart and letting out heavy, emitting breaths.
"Erwin...?" a soft voice whispered. He darts his head next to where he heard the voice. Seeing you, he sighs with relief, and his heart flutters. You placed a hand on his arm, scooting closer to the blond man. He shudders at your cool hand on his feverish skin, feeling more relieved than before. Erwin gives a reassuring smile to you, leaning in and pressing a kiss on your forehead.
"I'm okay, (Y/N)," he mumbled against your forehead and pulled you closer to his body. You wrapped your arms around him, your hands moving up and down his back, attempting to comfort the spooked man. Eventually, Erwin lays his head back down on the pillow and lets out a breath, shutting his eyes. You, on the other hand, scoot closer and lay on top of him, placing your head right near h
Gutter- CaughtNemi crept into the room, keeping her eyes underneath the swaying cloth to check for any shadows that would signify a guard, or, worse, the captain. She reached the desk, finally, and looked down at it- the desk was made of a dark brown, almost black wood, with designs on the sides and fronts of the drawers set into the sides of the desk. Nemi could tell with one glance that this desk was expensive. The kind of desk that she doubted could be afforded when one was making a living transporting food to and from markets.Gutter- Caught3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Calm down, she told herself, so he inherited a nice desk or something. Don't be rash.
Because sneaking into a guarded ship in the middle of the night isn't rash. A rather sneaky voice in her head sarcastically noted.
Nemi ignored this revelation and her trepidation over the desk and began slowly opening the drawers in the sides of the desk, seeing as the top was bare save for a flickering candle and an ornate wax seal. The first drawer she tried opened
My Only Sunshine (Eren x Reader)After a couple of years of being in the military, you grew accustomed to waking up in the middle of the night with soldiers desperate crys for those who were gone. Neither you are an exception to this, how many times had you woke up covered in sweat, a screaming hanging on your ears and echoing in the corridors? You already lost count of them.My Only Sunshine (Eren x Reader)6 months ago in Drama More Like This
Out of respect, or simply uninterest, no one ever talked about those tortuous nights of mourn and unhappiness. At least once you will be one of the voices to cry in the night, to scream your nightmares for other to see. There is no way to run from the horrors that haunts you at night, not when you are in the middle of a war. A war between humanity and it's predator.
That night was no different. You were up, your eyes locked onto the ceiling as you heard the sad orchestra that echoed throughout the corridors as the pleas of a ghost unwilling to let go of it's life. And you could do nothing but hug yourself and turn around, shutting your eyes tight
2 years....2 years....3 months ago in Settings More Like This
It’s been about two…to probably a little over that many years…
There’s a boy at my school…whom I guess you could say I’ve…fallen in love with…
At first, I just admired him, I thought he was the best and the nicest and just…the most wonderful person…his name is Alfred F. Jones..
But then one day…I…found out that the feelings I had…were a lot stronger than admiration…
I wanted to tell him how much I admired him but…heh, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it…
Till one day I saw that he was feeling a bit down, and he continued to feel that way, I couldn’t stand it, and no one was even saying anything to make that wonderful smile come back to his face!
So...I went and made a new email address and sent him one, I had gotten his email a while ago when the school had us make them, everyone shared with everyone.
But I made a new one and sent him a message, simply saying how
More Than a Whole Brigade [Reader x Eren Jaeger]Reader x Eren JaegerMore Than a Whole Brigade [Reader x Eren Jaeger]7 months ago in Romance More Like This
The rain pounded against the slippery and muddy dirt trail. All around you you can hear the heavy breaths and smacking footsteps of your comrades running, carrying their bundle of supplies and their green hoods drawn over their faces. You were shivering, but you felt hot all over. You guessed it was the exercise taking its toll.
You looked at each and every one of your friends, taking this opportunity to clearly analyze their traits. It was always a habit of yours to stay observant, especially in such a tragic world as this.
You looked at the short blonde next to you. Her name was Christa Lenz. She was always going out of her way to help people. She was fast and used her size to the utmost advantage; you knew this because you had sparred with her once and had underestimated the short girl, ending up getting a mouthful of dirt. She was always apologizing for the littlest things, even if it wasn’t her fault. You held a deep respect for Christa
Promise | Erwin x ReaderPromise | Erwin x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He was leaving for another expedition.
You were both used to this routine; telling your goodbyes over and over again. No matter how many times he left, anxiety built within, nerves on edge as paranoia washed over. He always came back-- some injuries here and there, but the commander always recovered from it.
But even though his return was almost guaranteed, it never reassured you that he would truly come back.
A small sigh left roseate lips, digits reluctantly brushing his cheek, eyes meeting blue hues. His eyes were always memorizing; a remembrance of the long nights you spent together, gazes burning into each other, bodies pressed against each other.
A timid smile crossed your lips at the recollection, a hint of curiosity appearing on the blond’s sharp features, a questioning look shot your way.
Shaking your head, the concerned thoughts returned to mind once again, look of content immediately faltering. Fingers tentatively grasped his shirt, a step forward closing the distance