OverkillObviously you couldn't care less;Overkill2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Very little respect you hold for me,
Evading my questions like bullets while
Regarding me as a mere pathetic doormat.
Kind of funny how I now realise that
I don't mean absolutely anything to you.
Loving me turned into a cruel game,
Losing me became your treasured enjoyment.
APH - Amor Vincit OmniaFandom: HetaliaAPH - Amor Vincit Omnia1 month ago in General Fiction More Like This
Summary: It's the sight of her dainty hand casually resting atop the Spanish Empire's elbow that makes his blood boil.
England - Arthur Kirkland
Belgium - Marie 'Belle' Verlinden
Spain - Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
France - Francis Bonnefoy
Austria - Roderich Edelstein
Pairing: England/Belgium and some Spain/Belgium
Author's Note: This story shows a different writing style then what you are probably used of me. It's less eloquent and lengthy, and more to the point. I wanted to try something among the lines of G.R.R. Martin's writing: short but strong sentences. I'm afraid I fell back into my usual routine a few times here, but for the most part I think I succeeded somewhat. In other words, if you like this fic and you like the style, be sure to leave a review. I need some feedback here. And if you bothered to read this a/n: enjoy!
England had never been one for official e
When you miss someone.'Sometimes you piss me off.' I sighed and shook my head.When you miss someone.4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
'How do I?' he asked amused.
'You never reply when I say I miss you.' I answered quietly.
'I miss you.' I said to him.
'Oh i'm watching scrubs.' He answered.
'Mkay.' I said my heart sinking a little.
'So whatcha doing?' he asked me.
'Missing you, nothing interesting.' I said sarcastically, but it was the truth.
'Righto, I have to go to work. Later cutie.' he said hanging up.
'I miss you, and I don't care if you don't say it back.' I said cheerily.
'Oh well if you say so. But i'm curious to why you don't.' He said.
'What if something happened and I never got to say it again.' I answered.
'I miss you, I really miss you.' He said simply.
'What? Why' I said shocked.
'Because if something did happen and I didn't say it, id die inside.' He replied.
Remembering HazelI remember Hazel really well. Sometimes my memories are so clear that I can almost feel her sitting next to me, or walking by my side. Seven years have passed, and I miss her like she went away yesterday.Remembering Hazel7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I met Hazel for the first time when I was twenty; I was an ambitious guy studying psychology who thought that he had already reached happiness, buying a nice car and hanging out with friends. Hazel opened my eyes and, thanks to her, I discovered how beautiful it is helping others and giving them second chances. Hazel helped me grow with her generous words, her patient work and her strawberry candies given to everyone.
She was the most helpful person I've ever known, because she liked to help everyone who needed comfort and never asked for something back; Hazel was happy to receive your smile, and felt satisfied hearing "Thank You", and for her that was enough.
Mostly for its nice sound, her unique name, Hazel Daziel, earned her many nicknames; for someone she was Hazie-Dazie, for some
Veera's Dream (Wasserbienchen Contest Entry)My phone rings six times before Cheren has the decency to answer. That's five rings too long - the smoke is spreading, Bianca's cough is aggravating and Champ's shrieking is growing unbearable. By the Thousand Arms of Arceus, pick up the phone, Cheren!Veera's Dream (Wasserbienchen Contest Entry)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Click. "This better be good."
"Cheren? Apartment 24. Get over here now." Bianca's forced her way through the balcony's screen door but I still can't find Champ's pokeball.
"Ugh, White, it's three in the morning, can't it -"
"It can't! I need your help right now!" My eyes are watering, but whether from the fumes or my panic, I can't tell. "Cheren, it's Veera - she's dying."
The moment Cheren knocks I yank him inside and re-adjust the towels wedged under the door frame. I've already shut off the room's smoke detector but I can't risk alarming any of the other guests. It's been twenty-four hours
Death By CigaretteDay after dayDeath By Cigarette3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Puff after puff
Once you begin
You can't get enough
Your lungs become weary
Your wallet becomes dry
And yet you keep smoking
Not caring if you die
If you've yet to begin
Please, don't start
Because the lung cancer you get
Will break your family's heart
BloodI drip from your wristsBlood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pool on your skin
I burn as I flow
Your blade is my best friend
Setting me free
I deserve that freedom
I make you feel better, don't I?
The anger is red hot
As it desolves into your skin
Why are you so ashamed of me?
Why do you wish you didn't see me?
Just an old friend
Wanting to say hello
Why do you deny me that?
I miss you
More Than Just Appearances: A Frozen EssayMore Than Just Appearances: A Frozen Essay5 months ago in Romance More Like This
With this being my sixth Frozen essay in the four months since it was released to theaters, there is no doubt to my friends and readers how much I love this movie. By seeing it so many times, I eventually realized that out of my favorite Disney films, I have ranked Frozen behind only Beauty and the Beast and The Little Mermaid. In fact, I see quite a lot of comparisons of it to the former, from the similarities between characters to particular scenes in both films. One of the strongest features that these two amazing films share are the themes of true love being found within, and not to judge others based on their appearances and actions.
Even on the side, I also noticed that Frozen's love story is similar to that of Enchanted. In both films, the main heroine immediately falls in love with the prince, with whom she shares a duet, and they conspire to marry as soon as possible. After a disaster, the heroine has to spend ti
The DreamerThe Dreamer1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It has not been long since I returned to Equestria…since the darkness of Nightmare Moon was banished from me. A few years may seem long to one, but compared to a thousand years in exile, it feels like but a moment. Only a breath since I awoke from that nightmare. I awoke to a world far different than the one I had known so long ago. Perhaps in this world, I would find the love and acceptance I felt I had been denied.
The memories of that nightmare, as the queen of darkness, still haunt me. But there are bittersweet memories from before that time…They cause me pain as well. My elder sister has advised me to open up about them – perhaps it will bring me closure. And so it is that I write this tale.
It is the story of the dreamer.
A century ago, I ruled over the ponies of Equestria with my sister. Princess of the Night was my role. With it came many duties – the governing of the stars and moon, the partnered ruling over disputes and crimes in the
Build a Snowman-ElsaDo I wanna build a snowman?Build a Snowman-Elsa9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Yes I wish I could come and play
We never see each other anymore
I want to come outside the door
But I’m just too afraid
We used to be best buddies
But now we can’t
I wish I could tell you why.
Do I wanna build a snowman?
Yes, I wanna build a snowman.
Do I want to build a snowman?
Or chase you up and down the halls?
Your right my company is overdue
But I’m a danger to you when I step beyond these doors
It gets more than a little lonely
In my frozen room
Just watching you play outside.
Oh Anna, I hear you out there
I wish I didn’t have to hide here like a sin.
I need your courage, by God I’m trying to
But my powers are bleeding through
I can’t let you in.
We only have each other
It’s just you and me
But What am I going to do?
Yes, I want to build a snowman…
HolocaustHolocaust;Holocaust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remember the children who were abused
The whole affair makes me so confused
How could it have gone on so long
Why were they taken somewhere they didn't belong?
These children were hurt for something so stupid
They were punished and killed for things they never did
Who would be so utterly cruel, to cause such pain and misery
Why did it take so long for others to see?
Many years and many more deaths
So many young children lost their breaths
Why snuff out a candle if it can still burn
Why snuff out their lives, didn't you learn?
These children were innocent, they had no idea
They were mistreated and filled with fear
Why would anyone want to cause such a thing
It really is quite madening.
The ChanceHe tore me downThe Chance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He made sure I was never found
He inflicted those scars
He locked me in those bars
He hid me from you
I hid the pain he insued
He screamed at me
I made sure I did not breathe
I carried on like life was fine
He made sure that I was in line
I did every thing that popped into his head
He made sure I was lead
His abuse is becoming more than I can bear
Talk against him- I wouldn't dare
Then a chance- it now called
I would run away I would never fall
I ran away from this place
I made it like a race
It did not matter the cost
As long as I was lost
StopLeave me alone, please just do soStop3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stop being there
It is not like you really cared
You said I will be alone again
So let me be that
It has never stopped you before right
You used me the whole time
Like I was nothing
Why are you suddenly acting
Like you give two cents
about me now
"I did care for you."
Cut the crap
I no longer want to hear it.
Just stop, just stop please.
WonSing the whisper of my name,Won2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing how one could be tamed.
Tell how this song sounds,
When everything is bound.
They said it could not be done,
I proved them wrong for I have won!
The FearNo one can seem to escape,The Fear2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This nightmare that we make.
When you think you have got away,
You only think you rule the day.
But all you know is that there is fear,
Trapped forever in this place of fear.
Can you hear the screams?
No one can seem to escape,
This nightmare that we make.
Can you learn to escape,
It's much like the endless landscapes.
You can never seem to escape.
Behind The Scars (Canada x Depressed!Reader)Behind The Scars (Canada x Depressed!Reader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
The blonde young man held his bear close, staring at the entrance to a house. His best friend had not been showing up to school for 3 weeks now and he was very worried. Had something happen to her? She didn't pick up any of his phone calls. With this thought in mind, he held Kumajiro even closer to his chest. "Who are you?" the bear asked, but Matthew had no time to waste on answering such a repetitive question. He knocked on the door, waiting patiently.
Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty
Is the face in the mirror looking back at you
You walk around here thinking you're not pretty
But that's not true, cause I know you...
Your head perked up at hearing the knocks. Rushing toward the sink, you washed your arms of blood and stuck the razor in a medicine cabinet. Your mother said she'd be going out for the whole day. Why had she returned so quickly? Putting on a jacket, you winced a bit at how the fabric rubbed against your cuts. You ran downstairs and forced a smi
You.Why is it so hard for me to tell you.You.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I adore you.
That I am a mess really.
That all I look forward to doing.
Is talking to you.
At this point I would do anything to tell you.
How much I do.
But of course my nervousness continues to shake me away.
From what I want.
I will keep trying.
I will keep trying.
No one caresNo one caresNo one cares2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why should you try
Why should you care
When no one is listening
And no one is there
Why should you try
When you're all alone
What's there to say
When you're on your own
No one is out there
No one cares
Yet you still sit down
And say your prayers
You want them to listen
You want them to care
But no one does
It's really unfair
What will you do now
As you stare at the knife
Do you really have the courage
To take your own life?
"Maybe I'll say my prayers one more time..."
VictoryOh tender voice,Victory2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing unto me,
Say how you know me and care for me.
Say that you know how things could have been,
And the way things would be,
Here I am to be alone,
Trying my hardest to atone.
Do not weep over this day,
For I did not fall away.
I will lift my head knowing my sins,
Battling this fight I must always win!
SorrowI can feel the sorrow,Sorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can feel the pain,
I can feel it all within.
How can I say this,
When all that was bliss,
Soon turns to the abyss?
When I was alive,
You knew I was there,
But then I found out why,
That there is none alive.
How can this world be of ash,
When it was once alive,
Can it have turned to dust,
In a moments rest?
There is sorrow and pain,
When can I make this end?
When all the world is to blame?
DangerousI'll hand you a knife,Dangerous7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it'll be plastic.
I'll hand you a gun,
But it'll be empty.
I'll hand you a rope,
But it'll be too short.
I'll hand you a bottle of poison,
But it'll be filled with water.
Now I'll hand you something dangerous,
I'll hand you my heart.
Turning Inward - Asperger Syndrome and discoveryPrologueTurning Inward - Asperger Syndrome and discovery2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Vignette One - Floating
He floated near the ceiling, up in the front right corner of the classroom. Looking down, the six year old boy could see the top of his teacher's head and the faces of his classmates. Further down the row closest to the door he saw himself watching and listening to the teacher. The boy felt like Superman since he could now fly.
He would often imagine leaving his body during times of increased stress, caused in part by the teacher herself. She wasn't exactly a mean woman, but had a harsh manner that frightened him. At home in the mornings he would sometimes become nauseous from the dread at the thought of going to school. This was made worse by the apprehension he felt with the anticipation of trying to interact with his classmates. He would continue to have a knot in his stomach every morning before school for the next twelve years.
Vignette Two - Focus
The monster was attacking him again. Its hairy paws came out of the igloo through holes on either sid
Rezaihkt o Vapeihkarida - Fledgling's First PrayerRezaihkt o Vapeihkarida - Fledgling's First PrayerRezaihkt o Vapeihkarida - Fledgling's First Prayer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I return to you
Or do you call for me?
This feeling to serve the Jumketu,
And protect Naor eternally.
Guide me to do right
Teach me to be a spirit
Guide me to destroy blight
Teach me to heal it.
I will teach the people magic
I will give the people love
I will teach the people logic
But guide me, as the current does
I return to you
Or do you call for me?
My teachers, Jum, Ke, and tu
I promise to serve you eternally.
La kari eh pailoenkfa
Ko, lo kari la varenk vu?
Jumketu lo ago olo yunkfa
Ot Naor lo kerohki lumteink
Lo ro zainfiyao olo izunk
Lo kari la ronaofiyao olo unk
Lo zainfiyao olo kahk la lumnk
Lo kahk la ronaofiyao olo yupenk
La Naori lo ikt ronaonkna
La Naori lo ihtei ehzenk
La Naori lo vankan ronaonkna
Ko, zainfiyao, poluske izunk.
La kari eh pailoenkfa
Ko, lo kari la varenk vi?
Ser o ronaoers, Jumketu lo
kerohki uazenkfa olo yunk