I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
NogitsuneIn the mirror is a face,Nogitsune1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don’t quite recognize
It has my face, my whiskey eyes,
It's lips are moving,
But they speak only lies
The trickster smiles at me mockingly,
Sending chills up and down my spine
Its eyes are soulless, cruel,
Quite unlike mine
I don't like what I see, so I turn away
A bloody hand grasps my shoulder,
And I scream and scream and scream
Unable to escape
It steps through the shimmery surface in my place,
Its diabolical laughter ringing in my ears
I'm not sure what I did to deserve this,
I cannot stop my tears
I alone can see it
For what it truly is:
A shadow of what I am to become
Not who I have been
I alone can see the darkness,
Surrounding its blackened heart
As it slowly takes over my existence,
Making my life fall apart
As it destroys those I care about
One by one
Causing unfathomable pain and destruction
I fight for my freedom
Against my wrongful abduction
You Only Have So MuchHer fingers are dirty,You Only Have So Much1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her hair tangled.
She's a mess, some would say.
But at least her heart is pure.
His wrists covered in scars,
His stomach roaring with hunger.
He's damaged, some would say.
But at least his love is whole.
Her breathing is heavy,
And her skin is pale.
She's dying, some would say.
But at least she knows how to live.
At least a woman without a house
Knows how to make a home.
Hand her a loaf of bread,
And she won't devour it,
Because she knows how to treasure
The beauty in life.
At least a boy without a smile
Knows how to hold on,
Longer than someone who's never fallen,
And never dared to learn
How to fly.
At least a girl in the mobile chair
Knows how to capture a moment,
Because she can't quite be sure
How many moments really are
At least someone with so little
Because when you have so much...
You only have so little.
After Dark - May/StevenThe air sits stagnant between the two of us during the day, as it has since I met him. Whenever I think a breeze might be stirring, just a whisper loose on my lips, the atmosphere goes dry. Living so close to the sea, one may expect a nice coastal wind to frequent our region, but the air is only moist and heavy and not so cool; at the very least, it is now.After Dark - May/Steven1 year ago in Romance More Like This
But when night comes, and the sun sets and takes its warmth with it, the winds lift the water and create the crests on the waves. From his open window just a couple of feet away, we can hear the waves lapping against the rock walls. It is the only sound between us now, the constant reminder that the winds blow only after dark.
The nighttime breeze is gentle, a caress and a kiss, but the quiet daytime air is harsh. That may be why I have always preferred staying up at night and why he stays up with me, but it may also just be in my head. For now, though, I just lie next to him and listen to the sound of the waves, too aware that this
Llama Featured DeviantsLlamaLlama Featured Deviants10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
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pretentious pricki wantpretentious prick2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to burn all of your shit
it is in the next room over
run my fingers along the wood of your
caress it in my arms
like you used to do to me
and then take it to the back window
of your fucking ugly red car
it's not even that
nice of a car
you pretentious prick
i could burn up that painting
i made for you
for christmas last year
snap the dvd i bought you
in half and use it to rip up your clothes
wreck every single bit of you
like you did to me
and you keep doing
you said you're not selfish
that i was the only one to think so
you didn't even wait
and i'm here starving as a stupid
that's been captive so long
i don't know how to function without your hand
upon my back
i could wreck you
tear you apart
make you fucking miserable
but i won't
because i'm not you
and i swear
oh i swear upon this universe
i will not be like you
Last Words - Gratsu fanficLast Words - Gratsu fanfic2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gratsu Week - Day 3: Confession
Gray and Natsu had been fighting an enemy who was far more powerful than they had anticipated. Neither liked that they had to join forces just to fight on the same level at the dark mage, and they especially hated that, despite teamwork, they were pinned down in dire trouble. Natsu even sent Happy to fly off and bring Erza, as much as he despised the idea of asking for help to win a fight. It was safest to just stay in their hiding place and wait for Erza to arrive. However, they could hear Lucy getting hurt somewhere. Her cries of agony tore at both of them.
"We've gotta save her," Natsu insisted.
"I know! I'm trying to think of a way out of this." Gray growled. Strategy was not his forte. Lucy and Erza were better at making battle plans and weighing the strength of an enemy against the weaknesses of others.
Natsu growled deep in his throat. "How messed up! Why can't we defeat one lousy mage?"
"We could, but those bursts he creates gave
She wrote of love on bathroom stallsThere’s something raw and organicShe wrote of love on bathroom stalls1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
About the way the human body
Arches and flexes and quivers
In the quiet darkness
Where pants and gasps
Fill the air with a charged pulse
The way the arms curve around the neck
And the flesh pulls against the skin
Taut, bend, flex
There is something honest
About the way
The body does not lie
The toes curl and the hips sway
When the silence is met like a lover
It’s just so fucking real, you know?
The shapes, the curves
Convex, concave then convex
The smearing of the lips
And resistance of the flesh
Whether they be between bed sheets or parked cars
The body lies writhing
The pulse, the sweat and curve of the waist
These are not the musings of the body
But the manifestations of the soul
Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 18Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 1811 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are a monster." (Name) stared speechless. Since when could she punch like that? She stepped back, maybe they were right, she stared at her fists and turned away, running up to the school gates, she glanced back and found herself bumping into someone. The stupid P.E teacher, (Name) stared at him for a while before running passed him dodging his attempts to stop her.
A few minutes after she stopped running and flopped down on the grass unable to cry. She unzipped her bag with a strange calmness, for some reason she knew that she would read something that would help her.
With that she turned to the date of the accident and stared. There had been no accident, with a shaking breath she started reading.
I am forced to go to some stupid camp today, am sitting in the bus next to stupid Mr.Ludwig...
(Name) stared at the book in front of her, her breath stuck in her throat, her head hurt at the jumble of thoughts she was thinking. Now
Germany x Reader - Just Animals | Part 14Germany x Reader - Just Animals | Part 141 year ago in Drama More Like This
You placed Juwel down on the mound of fur and morphed back to your human form. Luckily, the two of you had managed to make it back to the den but Ludwig was not as fortunate. During your run back, you had hoped that he would have eluded the bear once you and Juwel had fled to a safe distance but he didn't.
As you examined your pup's wounded arm, you could only hope that Ludwig would eventually return. But at that moment in time, you could only focus on Juwel, you had to – her health was more important. Her survival was imperative.
“It doesn't look too bad,” you said as you slightly turned Juwel's bloodied arm. “It's already starting to heal but I'll put some poultice on it just to be safe.”
As you began to prepare a moist mass of herbs, Juwel failed to hold back a sniffle. She wiped the mucus flowing from her nose with her good arm and let out a pained sob.
“Oh, mama,” she cried. “I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! Now papa is... N-Now papa
If a Feminist Were HonestWhat if a feminist were forced to say what’s really on her mind, like Jim Carrey’s character in Liar Liar? This is how a poem by such a feminist might read.If a Feminist Were Honest1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need feminism because…
Women need more,
Scholarships for college,
New business grants,
Even though they already outnumber men,
In college and entrepreneurship.
We need more female CEO’s and political leaders,
But not more women in…
Forestry, sewage, or mining,
Truck driving, or taxi driving,
Or garbage collection,
Or more men on magazine covers,
Or higher-paid male models,
Or fewer men dying on the job,
Or fewer men dying in wars,
Or fewer homeless men,
Or fewer male suicides,
Or fewer men in prison.
You see, men losing is sexual dimorphism,
While women losing is sexism.
Should be made EQUAL to
The most successful men
Whether they earn it or not.
That’s gender equality!
I need feminism because…
England x Reader ~ MeltEngland x Reader ~ Melt8 months ago in Romance More Like This
I wake up in the morning
And immediately I start to think of you
I decided to cut my bangs
Just to hear you say, “ What Happened? “
You woke up, yawning and stretching your arms. Your ( e/Color ) eyes looked at the time. 9 in the morning... You climbed out of bed as your over-sized white dress shirt fell down to your knees. Your hair a mess going in all directions. You slumped down your stairs as you rubbed your eyes. You let out a quiet ‘good morning’ as you saw your mother. She smiled as you entered. Today was another day in the city of London. You had just moved from ( Country/Place in UK ). “ You should start going to bed earlier. You can’t stay up playing games all night. “ You sighed. “ Come on mom, I didn’t stay up that late. “. “ Mhmm. “ Your mom hummed and whipped the spatula at you, “ Explain to me why I heard you walking around at 2 in the morning? “
Belated"Okay. So when Mommy comes in, I give her the flower and greet her. Right, Dad?"Belated5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kakashi sighed as subtly as he can. It was the eleventh time Sakumo verified with him what he was supposed to do. But he knew that his four year old son was just excited. "Exactly," Kakashi said.
Sakumo giggled with delight as he sat on his father's lap, gingerly holding a flower by the stem. Kakashi had been the one to bring the flower home. They were waiting for Rin inside the house, sitting near the door.
"And what do I do after I give Mommy the flower?" the boy asked.
"Hmmm. Maybe you can kiss her or give her a hug," Kakashi replied. Sakumo had also asked that same question before and Kakashi saw how his son seems to be thinking carefully what to do. "Maybe I can give her a popsicle?"
"That would be nice as well," Kakashi said with a smile. The boy giggled again, becoming more and more restless.
Finally, Kakashi heard the faint sound of the doorknob turning and whispered to his son that his mom has arr
GermanyXReader Guilty Part 5GermanyXReader Guilty Part 511 months ago in Romance More Like This
"I said what you dummkopf" Ludwig snapped
"Just the way you look at-" Feliciano wasn't able to finish his sentence as someone pushed him (very gently) onto the sofa. He whined.
Ludwig sighed once again, stupid him, stupid her, stupid me, stupid everything he thought. Why is life so complicated?"
The next morning (Name) walked into the bathroom and stared at herself, part of her doubted that this as actually happening, perhaps it was just a dream... or a hallucination after spending too long in that prison and then worse... that 'hospital' place she had been to.
She glanced at her hair which seemed alive that day, it had grown longer, even longer than before. (Name) washed her hands slowly, enjoying the warmth of the water and the soap. Things like this had seemed to far away in the prison, it seemed like a completely different place in there.
A lesson in realism:you areA lesson in realism:1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no such
thing as stardust
floating in your veins or
gloomy poetry stitched
right into your heart.
Your blood is made of
iron - unbreakable,
unbending and unmatched
by any other stronghold,
for you are a fortress
that they will never invade.
wipe those tears away
and know that
you are the only one
who can reinforce these walls.
Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 19Hetalia GermanchildXGermany Chapter 1910 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I know” Ludwig said and he seemed...sad...sure he’s sad (Name) thought, brushing the thought away. “But you’ll find you don’t have much choice” he said.
(Name) sighed, standing up slowly and walking away. Why am I just doing what he says? I could jump out of the window or something...and get away...suuuure. (Name) thought. She walked up the stairs, and to the bathroom.
She felt she deserved a nice, long bath.
(Name) glanced around at her bedroom, she could hear Ludwig speaking furiously on the phone in German, he seemed to have forgotten that well...(Name) could understand what he was saying. At the moment he was talking to someone named Gilbert, his brother. However, the fact that (Name) could understand German did not necessarily help in this case as most of his voice was muffled. She could hear bits and bobs of the conversation, enough to understand that it was probably abo
SPN - Dog Nights - DestielDean/Castiel. Set in the middle of season 6. Castiel arrives late one night in terrible shape. Dean gives him the best help a GED and a lively experience in hunting-related first aid can give. Also fluff. So much fluff.SPN - Dog Nights - Destiel4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The flickering, illuminated face of the decade-old bedside clock flashed 3:27 when Dean finally realized he was just not destined for sleep tonight. A trunk full of Ibuprofen couldn't take out the powerful throbbing in the shoulder a psychotic shapeshifter had dislocated that afternoon, and Sam was snoring through what they suspected was a broken nose in the next bed.
With a gruff sigh of defeat, Dean shifted carefully upright against the headboard, rubbing his eye with his bandaged left hand. He figured he might as well get back to researching about Eve and swung his legs silently over the edge of the bed. He cast a glance over at Sam as he always did, assuring himself that his brother was present and in one piece before he got stiffly to his feet and shuffled o
Between a Rock and a Hard Place - Steven/MayIf you had a chance to do everything over, would you?Between a Rock and a Hard Place - Steven/May3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
I gave up, against the advice of everyone I had ever met. They just didn't understand that there was no reason for me to care anymore. Why bother? No one else seemed to care, so why should I? It was easiersimplerfor me to just quit and go on living my life like none of this ever happened. Like Wally never happened.
My mom and dad told me it was normal to feel angry and confused, but I shouldn't have cut everyone off like I did. They didn't have a clue. I wasn't angry with them, and I certainly wasn't confused. I knew why it happened. And it hadn't been anyone's fault but my own that Wally had died. The only person I was angry with was myself.
He wouldn't have died if it hadn't been for me. They told me that he'd been healthierhappier¬because of me, but I didn't believe it. I could see it in their eyes at the funeral when they looked at me. If I
Tony Stark x reader-part oneYou were standing in the hallway of stark tower, leaning against the wall and scrolling through some music on your phone. You had your earphones in and could not hear what happened around you.Tony Stark x reader-part one11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your dog Cerberus had sat at your side for a while and stood up now. Suddenly your eyes shot up from your screen to see an arrow flying towards your head. As quick as possible you dove. The arrow nearly hit your head.
You stood up and looked around to see who shot the arrow. You did not see anybody with a bow, instead there stood a woman in front of you. She was dressed in a black suit and had a knife in each hand, ready to attack you. You quickly turned around and lifted your right leg. You hit her in the stomach and she dropped one of her knifes and clasped her stomach with her now empty hand.
You picked up the knife and looked at Cerberus, who had never left your side while you were being attacked. You saw him lifting his nose to your left. You looked in the same direction as your dog and almo
For the girl with the ashen heart and jackdaw grinShe was the girl with the autumn limbsFor the girl with the ashen heart and jackdaw grin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All wildfire eyes and bonfire lips
Aching to tear the tress into a clamour of sun beams
And crackling breaths split the sky into a smile
She had forests sewn into her veins
All thick grooves of amber and phosphate
Etched into the curves of her spine and empty synapses
Feline limbs and a lone wolf persona
Hangs on the slopes of her mountain range collar bones
She was the girl that you’d search oceans for
Her glowing fingertips and bird wing bones
Fleeting like the winds got hold of her aching soul
She’d paint constellations on her rib cage
To make the star strewn sky look a little less lonely
How to Write a BestsellerYou know that zone that writers flock to,How to Write a Bestseller1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The complete nirvana of the soul,
ecstasy of the mind,
and silence of the world
that must be achieved for the words to kiss the paper?
The negotiations with the thermostat,
the perfect explosion of feng shui
assaulting the imprints of furniture in the carpet
as the tables and chairs are dragged across the room;
Perhaps you can only write cross-legged or upside down
until the creative juices drown your brain
and you are swimming in inspiration;
or maybe you need the window open to let the sun in,
or shut to keep it from escaping;
You might require your loved one's kiss,
an onslaught of passion glued to your lips
like cheap rhinestones and smooth red wine,
so the phrases tickle your pen as he strokes your hair...
but that's just a distraction, isn't it?
So, do you know it, my fellow writers?
The threshold between scraping for juicy words
from the marrow of an empty jar
and picking them from the plethora of inspiration
flowing around you?
Hope Springs Eternal - Steven/May"Are you sure you don't want anything, Miss? A shot of our hardest liquor, perhaps?"Hope Springs Eternal - Steven/May3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I laughed, my head propped up only by my hand. I knew it was rude to have your elbow on the table, especially at a classy little restaurant like this, but I was exasperated. The waiter was even offering hard liquor to me. At this classy restaurant. I had pretty much surpassed the point where anyone cared what I did now.
Pity. That was what it was. Damn pity.
"He's coming," I said for what felt like the fiftieth time tonight. It probably had been that many, maybe a few more. I assured my waiter of this every time he walked over, every time he tried to offer me food or drink. He's coming, I would say, but we both knew that he wasn't. If he was coming, he would have shown up two-and-a-half hours ago, as scheduled.
The waiter frowned at me, but he didn't say anything else before turning around and walking over to another table where an older couple sat. I eyed them covetously, watching as the man ge
g a m e || [vanitas x reader]g a m e || [vanitas x reader]9 months ago in Romance More Like This
If there was a challenge, you'd always be up for it. No matter what it was, you hated to lose, and you definitely weren't about to chicken out to Vanitas' beckoning stare.
His vibrant saffron gaze provoking and strong, he nibbled on the tip of the chocolate-dipped biscuit as you frowned deeply. "How 'bout it (Name)?" he asked, his words muffled by the cracker.
"I'm not going to lose," you warned, leaning in to take hold on the bisque end of the Pocky, your boyfriend's breath hot on your lips. "Good luck, honey." Your voice held a mocking tone, and you could see his amber eyes narrow.
Almost immediately after your teeth clamped onto the snack, Vanitas leaned in, quickly taking in much of the chocolate biscuit. Scowling, you did the same, refusing to lose to the raven-haired male. As tasty as the piece of Pocky was, you couldn't care less about the flavor; a
[RQ] Luffy x Male!Reader - Beneath the MaskRequested by - :iconLost-hero-of-time: whom wanted –[RQ] Luffy x Male!Reader - Beneath the Mask1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Luffy x Male!Reader
With a small background story of helping Luffy in the war and in Impel down.
The two years skip.
Yeah, let’s try! :3
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It was a stormy night in the New World, everyone slept soundly, the guys snoring away. Well, all guys except you, since you were in charge for being night watch. Feeling tired since you hadn’t been able to sleep well the last few weeks, you walked all around Thousand Sunny, trying desperately to stay awake.
You knew all too well what rage you could expect from Nami if you fell asleep, since it has happened quite a lot of times since the war two years ago. The reason? Nightmares, nightmares about your captain dying, all the despair he went through and how useless you were in those moments.
One time, while he raged out on the woods, you left to find him. As you had approached him, he lashed out on you, send