Vampire!Arthur x readerIt was an ordinary Sunday afternoon. You and your parents had dropped off your great uncle at his house after eating Sunday dinner at yours, he needed help with his new microwave so you stayed longer then planned.Vampire!Arthur x reader3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
You were completely bored and had no idea what to do. You wondered around the bungalow, you looked over at the glass door and seen a cute little black and white kitty meowing at the door. You walked over and was about to open the door to pet it.
"_______, can you take these bottles to the car, please?" your mother asked, handing you a brown bag full of empty beer bottles. You nodded and waved bye to the kitty, walked over to your mother and took the bag. Your great uncle sure did like his alcohol, he would often give you the empty bottles to bring them to the bottle bank for him because he was too old to do it himself.
You stepped outside the door, the wind hitting against your face. The cold, night breeze blow your (h/c) hair, you sighed and looked up into the cl
Childish Literary GamesAll my life I have dreamt of love. I repeated scenarios in my mind until they sang pitch perfect a vibrato across an otherwise empty stage. Two particular fancies stayed in my mind often, lingering long after closing time to comfort me. I would dream of a man's confettied confession of love. He would cough it out and the blood of it, the reality of it, would slide down his chin and onto his shirt. It would be a palpable, palpitable love. He would say it to someone else and not know I was listening, and in turning our eyes would meet and the world would drain away, as a body prepped for fire.Childish Literary Games2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My other dream was better. I would dream of a complicated scenario in which this man had to deny his love for me, or else I would be killed. I thought of filigree tangled emotions and situations and his looking me in the eye to tell me that he never loved me since the moment he saw me. I dreamt of knowing, and of allowing the truth to remain hidden, a seed tucked under a lung, under a rib, u
Human!Alduin x readerAlduins point of view!Human!Alduin x reader2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I am not certain how this started, and I am not certain I want to.
I do beleave the dovahkiin has been watching me. behind rocks, houses, trees, even animals.
Ever since I returned to Skyrim, I have felt her watch me. It is extremely unsettling. I have grown paranoid of this, and have been taking procaution, yet she still watches from afar.
Dovahkiin point of veiw!
Alduin is so cool! he's a gods son! AKATOSH's SON, HIS FIRST BORN. but thats not why I'm following him. I'm following him becuase I want to know what really happened before he got sent into that elder scroll. I have been waiting for the perfect time to ask, like when he isn't angry. Which is a rarity. He looks so forlorn at times, I do believe that there is more to this then everyone lets on. I need to know what really happened, right from the source. For all i know, he could be a good guy!
So it seems today is the day! I finally get to ask him!
"Alduin!" Running up to him, I called, hoping he di
AddictionAddiction,Addiction2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You beckon to me
Stop calling my name
I'm done with you.
Why did I try you?
I was in pain before
But this is worse.
What have you done to my mind?
You are my weakness
Always there for me when I'm vulnerable.
Why is it so easy to fall for you?
"I will only do it once more"
I lied to myself
The world is too much
Let me slip away
Pills, Knifes, Drinks and more
All work together
To form the perfect self-destruction
Broken MirrorI never liked looking into mirrorsBroken Mirror1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They reflected something fake
Then the mirror broke
And as I looked into the shards
I finally saw myself
As I was meant to be
AmericaX Reader~ My Secret Chapter 4AmericaX Reader~ My Secret Chapter 43 years ago in Settings More Like This
You stared speechless as Alfred said this. A who what now? Nation? As in A large aggregate of people united by common descent, history, culture, or language, inhabiting a particular country or territory??? What was that even supposed to mean? And where on earth did you get that dictionary reference???? Where were you? What time was it? What kind of questions were those?
What did Ludwig mean by 'one of us'? Did that mean that they were A large aggregate of people united by common descent, history, culture, or language, inhabiting a particular country or territory? And again- where did that dictionary reference come from and how did you know it so well????
"Yes. Or more uv a province if you will." Ludwig said. "See- she can't be a nation unless she makes herself so." Alfred's face remained pale and scared. But as far as you knew, he had NOTHING on how you felt then.
"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN??? ARE YOU SAYING YOU'RE A..A LARGE AGGREGARATE OF PEOPLE UNITED BY COMMON DESCENT, HI
and the demon saidhey there, angeland the demon said2 years ago in Romance More Like This
with the dusty hair
the apocalypse is here;
hold my hand?
let us abandon our masters and
drink wine in the ashes
chess pieces should never
have learnt to love
FateMoira is special, her favourite pastime is observing strangers as they go about their day, everyone looks like a replica.Fate2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She never speaks loud enough to be heard, she's addicted to the silence.
She keeps to herself, no one understands her form of communication.
Today is Wednesday at 1:04 PM and she's leaning on a tree, contemplating the crowd.
She whispers, "I love you" as she sees a man walking in the bustling streets of New York.
Masses of people ignoring one another, trying to get to their destination; a tracing blur.
Such commotion and distraction yet she cant stop staring.
Everyone rushing in this emphatic environment, and he strolls without a care in the world.
The crowd dissipates and he's in pristine focus.
The sea parts slightly and their eyes find each other.
"I love you" she whispers once more.
She turns around and walks to her bus stop––wondering what he likes to eat for breakfast.
He stops close by, behind a tree and observes her for a few minutes
See Through YouHow do you allow for your own eyes to see through you?See Through You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reflections hold no meaning,
when the image cascading back, is just your own ghost.
What unworldly realm did you get lost in?
I remember the touch of white glass, pale skin on your brow.
It shattered so easily, with such a soft touch,
if only the touch you felt, was only the love.
But sheets of burning skin, you have now.
This avalanche of you came crashing down quickly.
It was your emotion not your voice;
that started the cosmos to implode inside you.
Each star died out, and they all winked before they died.
It was this bi-polar you, who had split into two.
Through mitosis you defined your real you.
If only the other half could have been saved,
or maybe it’s lost and stored away?
I want to allow you, to see the person you are to be.
But,no mirror I show you could ever speak true to your own face.
Perhaps one day, your true self will stay.
But for now,
you allow your own eyes to see through you.
DoubtsIt’s okay to doubt all that you are,Doubts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
So long as you continue on anyway.
Day Ten. Confession. i. I don't know what I'm doing.Day Ten. Confession. 1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what I want.
I don't know where I'm going.
And no I'm not okay.
I'm dying and so are you.
I want to relapse
So I can feel again.
Because I feel numb,
Followed with violent outbursts.
I don't know what you expect from me
But please let me know
So I can stop disappointing you.
Because I'm so sick and tired of it all.
It's Easy To BullyWhen I first bullied,It's Easy To Bully1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I did so with a click of a mouse,
and a press of a key.
Through the computer,
my “harmless” words assaulted your
The next time I bullied,
was easier than before.
Like a loaded gun,
I hurled my harsh words at your
Like a bullet to a brain,
your emotions exploded,
and flooded onto the ground,
like a gentle rain.
After that, you become stoic and emotionless,
dressed in black,
and scarred your wrist like rugged train tracks.
I thought it was funny, so I decided to cruel,
I punched, and shoved you,
made you out to be the fool.
This time was harder, because you didn't react,
you allowed me to hit you, and you refused to fight back.
So harder I tried, I pulled your hair, I called you gay,
and I treated you unfair.
I kicked you in the ribs, nearly broke your back,
and through all of my assaulting, you refused to fight back.
I guess you couldn't take it, I guess I went to far,
for that following weekend, you stabbed your right arm.
Broken and despisedLittle girlBroken and despised2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once so inocent
Now broken to the core
Of her very being
Her once free mind
Now trapped in a nightmare
Her once pure heart
Shattered into tiny pieces
Her once hopeful soul
Overwhelmed by darkness and despair
And no one notices
Because she hides her scars
Under long sleeves
Because she hides her pain
Behind a fake smile...
Overcomelife's eventsOvercome1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
scar us, shape us
should not define us
Why Can't We Speak?Why do we speak carelessly?Why Can't We Speak?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cutting others with our words,
Adding to their suffering
With serrated sentences
Punching holes into their hearts,
With a gun called malcontent
Loaded with bullets of hate
Why must we speak carelessly?
Pushing the desperate towards ruin,
Driving them lower
With bludgeoning keystrokes
Causing them very real pain,
Cornering them in depression
With only one escape in sight
Why can't we speak thoughtfully?
IsolationI want to go home.Isolation1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Back to my sanctuary inside my head.
No one can see me there.
I don’t have to deal with stress there.
It’s pure magic.
I feel so alone and exposed out in the “real world”.
I’ve tried to be someone I can like,
But one can only fight the darkness and shadows for so long.
I feel so powerless and helpless.
I should be able to control my life, my emotions, my reality.
Instead, I am stuck here.
Out in the “real world”.
The wonder of blue hair only lasts so long.
Is there really anything worthwhile?
Anything to believe in?
If I withdraw from the world,
And hide from everyone…
It would make things better.
If you feel alone,
Being by yourself makes perfect sense…
TowelWater turns me to dark whiteTowel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Filth turns me to pale black
I slide over skin and follicle and hair
Wiping and gliding at the behest of cleanliness
Down from the heights, onto the body
Thrown into the wet hell
And then the dry one
Back to the cliffs to flutter sagaciously
Brushed disdainfully by a scornful breeze
How can you live so? he mocks
How can you bear watching me fly
Peeking into windows with deep dark secrets
From mountain to mountain and rainbow to rainbow
As you hang limp and used
A slave to your own purpose
Jump from that crest and join my freedom
Flit away and be gone
Ah, but you see, you are not free
You are bound to yourself and your dreams
I am bound to skin and damp
To a mistress who calls incessantly
A relationship of need and use
Your lands may be vast for your body
But mine are small for my heart
You may be the freest being
But also the loneliest soul
You may live everywhere in the world
But my liberty is one of cautious love
maturea sheep in wolf's skinmature1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
just looking to play with the big boys
Party Sherlock x Reader x MycroftCold brown eyes glared at the back of your head and you noticed your frowning brother in the mirror. You said nothing but merely rolled your eyes whilst applying your lipstick. He still said nothing but gave off the aura of being extremely annoyed. Without even bothering to look at him you laughed.Party Sherlock x Reader x Mycroft1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“It’s a party nothing else. Lots of people will be there and I doubt I’ll even see the Holmes boys.”
“But if they know they could use you against me.”
Quickly you turned and shot him a dark glare clearly unimpressed with his last statement.
“You had me for a moment there. I thought you were worried they could hurt me but you never change Jim.”
Without waiting for him to reply you left your bedroom and headed down the stairs before performing one last check in the mirror. Footfall alerted you to the fact that your brother had followed you. He brushed past you and opened the front door.
“Fine off you go just don’t expect me to c
Heat Wave (SherlockxReader)Summary: It's a bit warmer than usual and John and Sherlock aren't too happy about it and it leads to shenanigans involving water balloons.Heat Wave (SherlockxReader)1 year ago in Humor More Like This
In the flat of 221b, a certain army doctor and consulting detective were grumbling and complaining. The weather was a quite a bit hotter than usual, and with no air conditioner the heat inside was merely growing. They were very irritated with the heat, but even more irritated with you because you were paying no attention to it.
“Look at her sitting there so calm and complacent, acting as if it doesn’t feel like a furnace in here,” Sherlock said to John.
“Sitting right here Sherlock, I can hear you,” you said as you kept your eyes on your phone.
“Well I’m glad you can hear me because I would like to point out that you are being ridiculous,” he responded.
“You’re the one with a bag of frozen peas on your head,” you retorted.
“They’re not peas they’
A GuaranteeI will not be the one who is bleeding.A Guarantee1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My hope will not be taken away.
Fanning the flames that wishes are feeding
Cannot mend what is starting to fray.
My hope will not be taken away.
Any amount of desperate fighting still
Cannot mend what is starting to fray.
At the end there is no 'until'.
Any amount of desperate fighting still
Will not change the fact that I refuse.
At the end there is no 'until'
So even if at the end I lose,
I will not be the one who is bleeding,
Fanning the flames that wishes are feeding.
Blank was the skyblank was the skyBlank was the sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and so were the eyes
in front of me
long was the cut
and so was the fall
inside of me
veiled was the time
and so were the thoughts
blank was the sky
and so was your heart
when you said
bye to me.
The World is PerfectThe World is PerfectThe World is Perfect1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This world is perfect;
Nothing could go wrong.
Everyone is smiling;
Just chatting along.
The birds sing early morning songs;
Children play all day long.
Nobody cares what’s right or wrong;
They just go right along.
They don’t see what’s really there;
Behind this painted mirror it’s still.
Puppets of their own game;
If we tell them it would be a shame.
Let them smile; let them dance.
Soon it will be their last chance.
They’ll sing and laugh;
Until the last.
This world is ignorant;
This world won’t last.