Slow Healing (Mephisto x Reader) chapter 2(Your POV)Slow Healing (Mephisto x Reader) chapter 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been a couple of weeks since Mephisto had practically forced you to move in with him and his brother. It wasn't too bad, except for the fact that he didn't seem to have much sense of privacy. One time when you were just getting out of the shower, he walked into the bathroom without even knocking, thus creating a very awkward situation. Well, at least, awkward for you. He laughed it off and apologized, covering his eyes and everything.
But looking past that one incident, life was quite nice there. You had gotten lost a few times. Man was the place huge! Beautiful and ginourmous. It was also somewhat intimidating. The room you woke up in before was where you stayed ever since then. You were sitting in there, reading a manga that you found lying around.
You sighed. It was actually pretty quiet during the day. What, with Mephisto dealing with his job and Amaimon leaving to entertain himself. You wished someone was there to help you find entertainment, despite how wei
Fighting through DepressionTears rolling down, in the rain I stand.Fighting through Depression11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to smile, but no where to be found.
I wish my life would end, but I am only going deeper.
How did it all end this way? What have I done?
I cry myself to sleep, wishing this pain would disappear.
One drop of blood, drips down the sensitive skin of mine.
One drop of tear, rolling down my burning face.
All these flashbacks, flood deeper in my mind.
The name calls, that were given.
The abuse, that never ended.
Was everything all my fault?
What have I done wrong?
One tear, in the rain that pours.
The smile I fake, wishing I would die today.
The weight I lose, in this moment of my life.
How I wish, I could take this knife to my veins.
Wondering what drove me, to the deepest in my thoughts.
Are all these memories, telling me what I did wrong?
I wish it would all end, leaving me breathless and insecure.
Maybe one day I will be free, away from this world where I belong
Mental Disorder DinerWhy hello there miss.Mental Disorder Diner8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Welcome to battered and scarred restaurant,
where disorders are over cooked, raw or however you like it.
Would you like to start with our appet…. I mean anxiety disorders?
I'll start off simple with panic disorder,
while being a simple dish, it has a bad after taste of fear.
You can taste the fear from here.
Next up we have our social anxiety disorder,
This disorder is on back order and
too scared to show up to the meal sometimes.
It does however come with a side of sweat
No, not your style?
PTSD is our special appetizer of the day,
because it only trusts on some days
and comes with flashbacks on the side.
Next we're on to our specials, considered the hardest disorders.
First is bi polarity, which will take you through a number of sensations.
from sad blue to normal grey to euphoric high yellow,
Schizophrenia is a unpopular one of many,
the hallucinations are controlling and over cooked.
A bit too difficult to chew?
Our main courses are eating disorders.
FloodgatesWe’re lined up as we enter Year Seven.Floodgates2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rulers are pulled out, skirts inspected. Three inches above the knee, no more.
Our skirts are millimeters too short. We hope to pass. If we pass, we’re allowed into the house. Those who don’t are sent home so their mothers can mend what’s broken.
They scour for torn hems, loose stitches, and find none. But Marissa filled out over the summer, and the back of her skirt rises up her thigh nearly an inch above an appropriate level. We share a knowing glance as she flows out of our line, thrust back into the office where someone will call her mother to gather her. Our mothers taught us to lean back when the ruler passed, to let the hem dip down to the creases of our knees. No one would know. When we pass, we share a silent victory.
When they can’t hear us, we whisper about Marissa’s chest, how red splotches cover her nose and cheekbones. We think she won’t come back, girls like her never do, and seventh years a
OJOS DE AGUAOJOS DE AGUA1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
OJOS DE AGUA
TIENES OJOS COMO EL MAR
VERDE COMO LAS ACEITUNAS TAN HERMOSOS QUE NO SE DIFERENCIAR EL COLOR, ME PIERDO EN ELLOS EN UN MAR DE MIRADAS Y PALABRAS IGNORADAS, QUE ME DICES, PREGUNTAME CUALQUIER COSA Y TE DIRE QUE SI, ANDA HAZLO, EN LA CIMA DE LA MONTAÑA VOY CANTANDO MUY FUERTE, SOBRE CUANTO TE QUIERO Y TE ANHELO QUITAR ESOS OJOS, ERES MIA Y DE NADIE MAS, RECUERDALO SIEMPRE, QUE ESOS OJOS LINDOS E INOCENTES NOTE DELATEN YA QUE PODRIA PERDER EL AMOR DE MI VIDA, LO QUE ME HACE EXISTIR, LO QUE ES MI RAZON DE VIVIR-Sara
An Unexpected Coffee Date - Hope[Jake x Reader, 1st person POV (I/You/They) ]An Unexpected Coffee Date - Hope9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Why is it that shit always happens to me in Diners?
I mean, really. It was astounding. I lived in a pretty big city, so of course you could find Diners everywhere. But I always went to Sburb, and everything happened there for me. My first date. My first kiss. My first not-decaffeinated coffee. (The high lasted for 7 hours)
But that night, all I could expect to happen was my last meal.
I was sitting in one of the booths against the huge windows out front, sipping on some quality-as-fuck hot chocolate. About 10 minutes after I sat down, a group of thugs walked in, as if they just crawled out of the alley next to the diner. Boys and girls, around their 20's, in hoodies and baggy jeans, making a huge fuss by the entrance. I tried to keep my eyes away from them, and so did the other few patrons that were out this late. I really couldn't expect that visiting an all night diner at 2 AM would be good for me, but I still would have neve
Still HereSuicide is aStill Here5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thought that frequently lurks
In my mind, wich
Lets it overcome the
Laughter and happiness
Here I still fight, however
Enduring this sad life
Reviving my hopes
Embracing the gift of life
HS: Troll Anatomy HeadcanonFirst things first: SEXHS: Troll Anatomy Headcanon2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
I have this odd headcanon about troll reproduction anatomy.
So bear with me.
All trolls are hermaphrodites. But there are varied degrees of the organs between males and females.
Females have more defined nooks and smaller bulges. The bulge actually is almost never seen, located under a flap of skin nearest to the nook. This is only needed when a quadrant is filled with another female. Often when such relationships work, the two will choose who is to hold the genetic material if ever a drone were to come.
Drones will allow a period of 24 hours for each quadrant bucket to be filled. Genetic material is often held by one member of the relationship.
Males obviously have more defined bulges and lesser nooks, but still can hold genetic material if needed. It's often a touchy subject.
Breasts in females are sort of a vestigial organ. Perhaps their society was once mammalian, but overcame this through a strange evolutionary track. Because most are carnivorous from birth
Stop the StigmaEveryday is a struggle,Stop the Stigma5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
waking up and just wanting to sleep.
Everyday is an effort,
to live yet another day in this life.
Everyday is a threat,
hoping that people arent around.
Everyday is overwhelming,
dealing with problems that cant be handled.
A mental illness is a struggle.
Dealing with depression
Everyday is a struggle.
There is no need to criticize
or judge someone for their behavior.
Stop the stigma,
and help those that need it.
Before its too late,
and suicide is their only answer...
Dead Men Walking: Chapter 4Dead Men Walking: Chapter 41 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I half expected Leo to be stupid enough to follow me, yet I was greeted by silence as I stomped my way down six flights of stairs and out the doors, grumbling to myself the whole way. To moody to jump onto my stark black Megelli sports motorcycle, I walked the whole eight blocks from our apartment to the only bar where I could drink myself into unconsciousness and not end up in some jail. After almost getting run over by about seven different cars I decided that I should abandon trying to rant to myself and actually pay attention to where I was going. I substituted the ranting for a cigarette from the breast pocket of my black dress shirt and made sure no one was paying attention to me before using my pointer finger to light it. The power to wield fire was one of the rarest among demons and extremely difficult to control. Even though I had the power I almost never used it. What was the point? I had strength enough to rule this puny world. What would the point be in ruling a wo
GAY DISNEY RANTI'm sure the majority of you have watched Disney Channel before, and I know that whenever the TV's on during the day at my house, Disney Channel is what's being watched. I was reading an article about Disney's Good Luck Charlie, and how it is going to be showing an episode featuring a lesbian couple--Disney's first show to do so. And in the comments section below were some of the most vulgar, terrible, bigoted, homophobic comments I've ever had the displeasure of reading.GAY DISNEY RANT1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
Article Comment: "Not right. Disney was always a wholesome family channel..... 'traditional families' (male / females couples capable of procreating). I agree with most others; if this is going to be the new norm at Disney Channel I will just stop watching all together. Disney was one of the last places a true American (Christian - seeing as how this country was founded on Christianity) could watch 'normal life' on TV."
Okay, FIRST OFF, traditional families are now male/female couples capable of having children? What
DreamDancing in the darkness orDream9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching for the stars?
Empty but full of life
A dream or a nightmare?
My mind can't tell the difference
Dave X Reader ~ Detention ~ PART 3Dave X Reader ~ Detention ~ Part 3Dave X Reader ~ Detention ~ PART 39 months ago in Romance More Like This
You slowly opened your eyes to a pile of smuppets, turntables and a T.V, It took you a moment to remember what had happened last night, it took you another moment to realize you were lying over Dave's lap. You slowly got up, careful not to wake Dave, and you checked the window. The sun was slightly up, the time was around 9:00, it was Saturday so you needed to get home to your mum before she worried too much. You creeped over to the door, careful not to wake Dave, he was so cute when he was sleeping...
It had been 3 months since you and Dave had met. You had officially became Girlfriend and Boyfriend and were quite popular among both students and staff. You had let so many llamas lose that the school had hired a professional llama catcher, you didn't want the llamas to get hurt so you tried different sorts of animals like;
• Horses with a piece of corn stuck to their head.
At one point you even slapped a t
Cement HeartI built a wallCement Heart7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
around my heart,
I'd never let you in
but the more time that
I spend with you,
allows the beats
Cronus x Reader: GIVE ME MY JACKET BACK!!! You were a simple girl who was barely ever noticed by people. You blended in too well. Although you were barely known, you knew everyone including their secrets and everything. The one person you observe the most was the most popular guy at school that was a womanizer. Cronus Ampora. That hunk who resembled a greaser and his smile could make any girl or guy swoon for him. The main thing you envied of him was that leather jacket...Cronus x Reader: GIVE ME MY JACKET BACK!!!5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
In your shared theatrics class, the bell rang and Cronus left quickly, forgetting his signature jacket. Smirking, you took it along with you and left a note in his locker about it. Happily going home, you wore the jacket, enjoying the feel of it. Leather is always your favorite type of jacket.
The next day, Cronus confronted you at your locker.
"So you the gal that took my jacket?" he said. You simply nodded.
"Am I gonna get it back? Like now?" he said, getting a bit closer.
England x Reader ~ MoviesEngland x Reader ~ Movies1 month ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you tried to get him to talk to you. Arthur. Yeah, he was ignoring you. For a book. A book! You know, he could be such a git sometimes. But, you still loved him. Everything about him was perfect. His emerald green eyes, his shaggy blond hair, the way he dressed even! You let out another giant sigh. His eyes tore from the page to look at you. “( Name )? What the bloody hell do you want?“ he asked. You stood up from your position on the couch and looked at him with your ( e/Color ) eyes. “( Name ).“ you could hear annoyance in his voice. “Hmm?“ you hummed. He rolled his eyes and went back to reading. You sat back down on the couch and pressed your back against his arm. WHAT? He didn’t even notice that! Oh, how you just wanted to take that dumb book out of his hands and throw it in the fireplace and watch it burn. Was that book more important to him than you were? Wait… You had an idea.
America x Reader Awkward.......You and Alfred were really good friends. Some could call you best friends. You two are really close like two peas in a pod you did almost everything together. But situations sometimes got awkward.America x Reader Awkward.......5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You were taking a hot shower because you and England were cooking and you forgot he couldn't cook. It ended with the kitchen blowing up and your outfit covered in cake batter. You were now rinsing the remaining batter out of your hair. Someone knocked and guessing it was England you said "The door's unlocked" You heard a door open and a huge thump. You turned to look and it was Alfred passed out from a nosebleed. He was still somewhat conscious and you heard him mutter "so hot" You blushed and pushed him out of the bathroom and decided to finish your shower. When you came out Alfred blushed at you. You said "A-alfred please get out." He ran out but you saw him leave a trail of red....Oh lord.
~~~end of flashback~~
Ever since that happened he couldn't look at you without getting
Who are you?I am a girl who loves rainy days.Who are you?4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And staying home.
Reading and writing alone.
I know it's quiet,
But that's the way I like it.
I am the kind of girl,
Who doesn't like being the center of attention.
Who prefers shadows.
And doors instead of windows.
So you can't see through,
I don't want you to see,
Who I really am.
I am the kind of girl,
Who may have grown up too fast.
And gets stuck in the past.
Wondering what I could've done.
To change things.
I am the kind of girl,
Who questions every inch of the world.
Who holds a thousand words.
But will only speak a few.
Because I am scared of you,
And what you'll think of me.
If I share an opinion.
And you think differently.
I am so many different things,
So many different girls.
Some scare the heck out of me.
And others are people I wish I could be.
Some are quiet,
Some are loud.
Some are insecure,
Some are proud.
I am not sure who I am.
I am just a mess.
Trying maybe a bit too hard to impress,
And conquer all of
Good bye's are always the hardest Prussia x ReaderYou've always looked at him from affar. Ofcourse you'd always hang out after school when noone would see him hanging with an "unpopular" girl. Yes you always hung with the famous heartthrob every girl wants Gilbert Beilschmidt. It was always the same thing. As soon as school ended you'd both meet up at your house. You were actually very close to Gilbert Beilschmidt you could just never hang out with him during school because he wanted to keep his rep. going. But you always kept a secret you'd never blab to anyone, about him. You were going to move soon and you didn't want him to know. You two were really close in grade school but when you both entered college everything changed. Even when you two hung out after school he was still a somewhat jerk to you. You were leaving the next day and you decided to have a sleepover with him before he never saw you again.You were just accepted to your dream school in Germany and you didn't want to have to say goodbye.Good bye's are always the hardest Prussia x Reader5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You both were watching a
Karkat x Reader- Just pretendKarkat's POVKarkat x Reader- Just pretend5 months ago in Drama More Like This
"Everything alright Karkles? Class is over."
I blinked, slowly returning to reality to realize that I was staring at ((y/n))'s face which seemed to be centimeters away from mine. My face began to heat up so I looked away quickly. Oh crap I was staring.. I was FUCKING STARING. SHIT. Okay, just clear it up and it'll all be fine.
"I'm fine, just leave me alone"
That tone.. It was ALL WRONG. OH CRAP. I pretty much just GROWLED at her to go away. Who fucking does that to their flush crush?! FUCK- I mean MORAIL! I glanced back to see her look slightly disappointed as she huffed and turned away from him.
"I was just asking, god Karkat don't have to be an ass about it"
I mentally slapped myself in the face 50 times over.
"Ugh.. Look, I'm sorr-" I stopped as she turned back around, her ((h/c)) hair swayed as her big ((e/c)) orbs lay on me. I began feeling nervous. Oh gog. Was I always like this?
"Gog sake (
The Defense of Gawain (Fragment 1)He brushed his wavy hair from his pale faceThe Defense of Gawain (Fragment 1)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just like his horse was shaking off the flies
While following behind. Their limping pace
Was slow, although the city rang with cries
Surprised from friends who thought that he was dead--
But still his head slumped down, and still his eyes
And clammy cheeks were flushed with streaking red,
Though they were running, dashing to his side.
And then his young brother, half-laughing, said,
"Oh god, I thought--you know we thought you died?
That awful task--you left, you rode away--
And then did not come back. Oh, how I cried!
I thought you died. On last year's new-year's day
A year since you had left, they all agreed
You must have failed your quest, but I said nay--
I knew my brother Gawain would succeed
Although it seemed to all impossible.
But you did not come back, and I concede
I thought you died." And then his voice sunk low
From where it had been shouting in delight,
And then he said: "But brother, may I know--
Your hair is snarled, unkempt--yo
Major DepressionNo one can love me in life,Major Depression1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when I can not feel what is there.
No one can be a friend to me,
as I can't find a way to be happy with myself.
Life has never been a friend of mine,
I fight this battle of depression.
But only gotten further in the hole.
Why can I ever win for once?
I suffer with agony,
anxiety attacks and flashbacks.
Why can't i ever win this fight,
its tearing me apart.
I can't be loved, when I dont love myself.
I dont have a friend, I am lost alone in darkness.
One day life will take me away,
and that is when I finally smile.
Flying free into the sky,
where freedom has led me elsewhere.
I can't battle this depression any longer,
maybe soon I will finally leave for good..
America x Reader: Promises (Drabble)America x Reader: Promises (Drabble)5 months ago in Humor More Like This
WARNING: swearing and mild violence!
You were on your way towards the conference room where you were going to meet the other countries, being completely unsuspecting and lost in thought, when suddenly a figure emerged from the shadows behind an open door, arms lifted and fingers bent like claws, with a big toothy grin and big eyes.
You screamed with horror, scared witless, and immediately punched the person in the face, followed by a kick in the stomach, yet the person didn't budge.
They just laughed, and you recognized that laughter as Alfred's.
„Oh gosh, Al, sweetie!“ you breathed, dropping your briefcase. „I'm so sorry! Are you alright?“ You hit his shoulder. „You bloody wanker! You scared the shit out of me!“
Alfred who was wearing the box of a Happy Meal on his head just kept laughing, clasping your waist and pulling you close to him. „You're spending too much time with England, babe!“ he said, taking off the box and pecking y
Sugar Brings Out Your Eyes [Germany X Reader]Stirring the dry ingredients with a wooden spoon, you glanced at your husband Ludwig standing next to you. A few strands of blonde hair fell free from his head as he diligently worked, beating eggs, butter, sugar and vanilla together to make the wet mixture for your cookies. You wanted to show the German a recipe you had always made at home, so chocolate-chip cookies it was.Sugar Brings Out Your Eyes [Germany X Reader]5 months ago in Romance More Like This
So far he seemed to be able to handle it, but that's because everything was in uniform order. Of course it was.
A not-so-bright idea that could have potentially disastrous results came to you as you put the cookies in the oven with a jack 'o lantern grin.
As usual, Ludwig had begun the cleanup, turning to put a bag of flour in the cabinet.
You quietly closed the oven and picked up an egg from the open carton on the counter, smiling deviously. Creeping up behind him, you had to stifle your laughter with your free hand.
Swiftly, you brought the egg down on his head, having to ju