AloisXReaderXCiel That Girl, in a Love Triangle C7AloisXReaderXCiel That Girl, in a Love Triangle C711 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The ball was in less than 6 hours and you and (Friend Name) had everything they needed to be prepared for it. Dress, their own hair stylist (aka Hannah), and oh... Yours truly escorting you.
Wait, what did you say?
The ball was in less than 6 hours...
The ball was in...less than 6 hours...
SON OF A-
Are you kidding me?! How are you suppose to act?! You've never been to a ball before really besides your own "prom" but that doesn't count. A ball is more fancy than that prom. Besides the prom was [insert theme here] and a ball is probably flat out fancy. You got butterflies as you panicked.
You were back in your guest room with your partner in crime (Friend Name) just hanging out and doing whatever until it was time to go. You could've taken Claude's offer on a tour of the manor but you declined because the heels you tried on in the store killed your feet. Alois made you walk at least ONE aisle before you could take them off because he wanted to make sure "you didn't change
The Reflecting PoolOne dayThe Reflecting Pool6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I was walking
Through the woods
I came to a pond
In the moonlight
To take a seat
So I did
And I looked in
And it showed me
A myriad of mysterious messages
Like the face of the cancer
That ate my mind
And the ice that froze my heart
And the bitter sting
Of many a loss
All the things that tear me apart
And I realized looking there
That no matter how hard I tried
To push these things aside
They were always there
They were a part of me
But then the image changed
I saw a heart made whole
A life renewed
And an aged face
A long time from now
And in that moment I knew
These parts of me
Didn't have to be
Who I am
A Vampire's CurseA Vampire's Curse10 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Darren shoved open the wooden door and carried his paper coffee cup to the back of the room. It had become a ritual. Every Tuesday morning he would buy a large mocha at the kiosk on the corner and walk another two blocks to his early morning creative writing class. The class began at 5 in the morning and convened at 7, so the sun was usually just rising by the time he arrived at his one-room apartment. He slid into his normal seat at the back of the small classroom, next to the window and wiped the sleep from his eyes. The air conditioning blew directly on him, but he had grown used to it. It was a small price to pay for the perfect view of the plaza and of Rochelle Lonai. He shivered slightly from the cold and pulled his jacket collar up around his neck. Students gradually began to arrive and sat down in their designated seats around the room.
Rochelle sat in the second row, third over from the right, in between her two best friends Ciara Connelly and Kalena Genova. Darren w
Fish BowlTrapped inside a glass bowlFish Bowl9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forced to look out
Life swim by
No current reaches me
Inside my watery home
Can't break free
Forced to hide
Inside of me
And watch the world float past
Watching them play their songs
Watching her dance along
Feels just like the next
Watching her drift out there
While I'm stuck in here, longing for air
Or at least for her to tap the glass
And make me feel less alone
VampireVampire10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shadows shifting, slowly turning
As the sun sinks to the west
Eternal fires are ever burning
Vampire awaken from your rest
Human nature ever spurning
Feel you of the need to quest
Through the centuries ever learning
Everynight another test
Blood desires strongly churning
Feeding off only the best
And your victims never hurting
Slowly swooning in your nest
Shadows shifting, slowly turning
As the moon sinks to the west
Eternal fires are still burning
Vampire return now to your rest
Faceless Friendship (A Bonding Of Souls)Words read through a screenFaceless Friendship (A Bonding Of Souls)7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Almost making it seem
Like two hearts are connected
And I may never know what you look like
Or the way you smile
The way you laugh
Or the way you cry
I might never see the gleam in your eye
As you talk about all those things
You hold near
Your hopes, your dreams
That you hold dear
All I have is a note on a screen
A portal connecting souls through wires
Perhaps this is the most pure connection
I see who you are
Before what you look like
How you act
Who you pretend to be
And I can know
That the me you know
Really is the real me
That White Haired Boy (Chapter 1)That White Haired Boy (Chapter 1)1 month ago in Romance More Like This
“Finally, I graduate. Now where should i work?” I sighed. I just graduate from college, majoring in neurology. For four years I have to deal with brain and the nervous system. It’s not that I hate it, I love it actually – that’s why I chose to major in neurology – but the lesson was very hard and made me hardly sleep. When I was just about to go home from graduation ceremony, my favorite lecturer called me. “Hey (your name)!” she waved. “Oh Professor William, what’s wrong?” I came to her. “I have a great offer for you, let’s talk about it in my office”, she said and dragged me to her office.
“So, I remember that you still looking for a job, and I just got a news from Doctor Marcelo Jimenez that he is about to be moved to another hospital, and he’ll need a replacement for him. Would you like to replace him? He recommended you, and you don’t have to do the test.”, she explained.
MaskI put on a mask to hide my face.Mask2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I make sure that it leaves no trace.
I want to open up myself and share,
But if I do will you still be there?
My thoughts are more twisted than you know.
My self-esteem's extremely low.
Sometimes I have so much fear.
It's so tough to keep my head clear.
I want to kill myself all the time,
But I just tell you that I'm fine.
Sometimes I want to kill others.
That's something you can never discover.
And so I keep it hidden inside.
I don't know if it's fear or pride.
This will change your image of me.
You'll run away from what you see.
You'll never look at me the same.
I don't want to play this game.
So I'll keep myself locked away.
It doesn't matter what I want to say.
Keeping up my high wall,
Is the closest to not being this at all.
TSoYS Chapter 7Chapter 7TSoYS Chapter 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hey Shirukin, Crystal can I talk to you privately.
“Sure Jack.” Shirukin said. We walked outside, it was cold but it didn’t bother us much.
“So what do you need?” Shirukin asked.
“Well I never really go to thank you.”
“You’ve already thanked us.” Crystal mentioned.
“No I mean actually thanking you.” I paused. “You guys saved my life. If Max and Whitewind hadn’t found me then I’d be dead. You gave me a home, a mother and father, and a family that loves me. I really can’t thank you enough for what you did for me. If there’s anything I can do for you just name it and I’ll be glad to do it.” I started to cry.
“Jack, you’ve already given us what we wanted. You gave us a son and we love you very much. So you don’t need to do anything for us.” Shirukin said.
I smiled, I really didn’t know what to say I was just so happy. It felt gr
Kiara's reign chapter 4Chapter 4Kiara's reign chapter 42 years ago in Settings More Like This
Kovu and Simba had the entire pride on the hunt for the missing cub. Rafiki had come as well. He tried to feel for any sign of Leah, as he put herbs on Asha's sliced up paws to help them heal.
Asha felt terrible. Beyond terrible. She wanted to search every square inch of the ravine for her baby sister, but she knew in her gut that Leah was gone, and it was all her fault. If she stopped Koda and the others from going to the ravine in the first place, or if she had watched over Leah closer, or if she had been able to hold that vine a little bit longer, none of this would've happened.
The rain was now down to a drizzle, and the sun was breaking through the grey clouds, shining beams of light down on the freshly washed earth, this would've been a beautiful scene, but for all Asha cared, it could've been grey and snowing. Nothing should be beautiful anymore.
The pride searched and searched for what seemed like hours. The sun had now set, and the howls of hyenas started
We Need FeminismWe, a global society, need feminism.We Need Feminism4 months ago in Editorial More Like This
Visiting India for the first time in 1996, I saw my boy cousin use a Barbie-pink backpack we had brought from America. The sight was as foreign as cows wandering the streets, tails swatting the ubiquitous flies. My mother explained that pink for girls and blue for boys was an American obsession. In a small town where growing girls were expected to wear dresses or longer pants, no one gave a damn what color they were, although everyone had an unfortunate predilection for neon.
Luckily, I'd spent my childhood in blues and greys because the only person who bought my clothing didn't like pink herself. My clothes came from the boys' section. I got cars, Legos, K'nex. Not as many video games as I'd wanted. I had to play Mortal Kombat on the boys' consoles, thankful that the only other girl in our social group wasn't around too often. She liked dolls and, unlike the rest of us, cried to get her way. Nobody told her to man up.
We do not need bigotry or
StrengthMy grandfather was the strongest man I ever met. If you’ve ever seen someone on TV perform some superhuman feat of strength and thought that it wasn’t real, you’ve never met my grandfather. I have seen him rip a telephone book in half. He reached his full height of 6”4’ at the age of fourteen, and by the age of fifteen he had left school to work in the metal works. No one thought twice about it, because he was more than capable of the work and looked older than he was.Strength10 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I am not strong. My joints frequently hurt, although I do not think I can convey to you how much of an understatement the word ‘hurt’ is in this situation. Most people didn’t understand why I didn’t run as long or as fast as the other children, or take delight in the frequent football scrimmages that almost all the boys I knew took such delight in. when I told them “I can’t, my legs ache,” they just told me to be strong.
My grandfather didn’t.
Kiara's Reign chapter 3Chapter 3Kiara's Reign chapter 32 years ago in Settings More Like This
Leah and Asha played for what seemed like hours, they laughed and chased after each other. Leah only tripped twice, which was quite good for her. Leah caught Asha off guard and was able to pin her down. Asha laughed and tried to get up, but Leah held her down, with a very smug look on her face. A drop of rain landed on the back of her head. She got off of her sister and stared up at the grey sky. Asha got up and looked up at the sky as well. Her expression was troubled. Leah looked off to where the others had run off maybe twenty minutes ago. She looked at Asha, who still looked troubled.
"Shouldn't they be back by now?" Leah asked her sister. Asha met Leah's concerned gaze.
"Yeah, and the ravine gets pretty dangerous in the rain." Asha replied. She glanced over at her mother, who had dozed off on the rock with Nala and aunt 'Tani. The tree's branches sheltered them from the now pouring rain. Asha and the others were told to stay at the water hole, so Koda and the others woul
Today is Pearl Harbor DayToday is Pearl Harbor day.Today is Pearl Harbor Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am young, I did not see the effects.
I am too small to know how it hurt the world,
How it unified America,
How it marked our descent into World War Two.
Today is Pearl Harbor day.
Its sixty years to the day now.
Sixty years since the attack.
Six decades since the killing of thousands,
The explosion of so many lives.
Today is Pearl Harbor day.
Somehow everything is insignificant.
Losing an earring, getting a bad grade,
A crush not feeling the same way.
Pearl Harbor makes us all feel small.
Today is Pearl Harbor day.
Who cares about petty things today?
When so many people died,
When we marched to war,
How can we care about the small things?
Today is Pearl Harbor day.
The horrors of the past decades
Are fresh in the mind of an insightful child.
We need not to have been there.
We can feel the horror.
Today is Pearl Harbor day.
I can feel America's emotions then.
The resonating hollow shock,
The patriotic pride in knowing we will strike back,
Strike against thos
Malik x Reader. A extremely lucky man...Malik x Reader. A extremely lucky man...Malik x Reader. A extremely lucky man...6 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was late at the bureau. Malik was still working, hunched over his desk, pouring over books and maps. You would often catch him looking at you, but as soon as your gaze met, he'd swing his eyes sharply away. So you thought little of it. You sighed, though you enjoyed your work here, Malik worked far too late sometimes. You were struggling to keep from falling asleep on your pile of books. You were so tired in fact, you didn't notice Malik walk over to you, only when he gently nudged your shoulder did you realise. "Hum? Oh I'm sorry Malik, I've nearly finished....the...umm" What were you actually supposed to finish again? You were to tired to remember.
"Get some sleep (y/n)." He said calmly.
"Oh but, okay. Thank you." You said. He nodded and walked back to his desk. You padded over to some cushions and instantly dozed off, listening to the scratching of Maliks quill. You awoke sometime in the night, to the sound of whimpering? Maybe cryi
The Vampire and His Servant I The Vampire and his ServantThe Vampire and His Servant I6 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
As I fall on the withered ground,
I stare up at the darkening sky,
Tears pouring from my pleading eyes.
I want to be free from this hell
Light footsteps sound, stepping toward me.
I turn my head, slowly, the fear sending chills down my spine
Making my heart cold.
He walks towards me, his graceful legs carrying him closer.
His long black hair whips against his pale face
As a sudden wind makes contact with his slender body
As he reaches me, he kneels down in front of my crumbled body.
I flinch visibly and turn my head a
HetaliaxReader - Meeting Them (Ch. 26)HetaliaxReader - Meeting Them (Ch. 26)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter Twenty-Six: Wanted
A light cerulean blue colored the sky the next morning and brightened as _____ awoke, shining through the pastel curtains on the window in her room. She climbed out of bed, hurrying to get dressed when she realized it was almost noon. She scrambled out of her room, still buttoning up her pants, and headed downstairs to the kitchen. There she saw Francis at the stove making brunch and a certain Englishman tied down to one of the chairs at the dining table.
_____ raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Again? Really, Arthur?”
Arthur groaned in irritation, rolling his eyes for effect.
“Arthur.” Her voice was low and serious as she leaned down so they were face-to-face. “Listen to me. Stop trying. You can’t cook.”
He didn’t answer her; he only grunted and looked away, pouting. He squirmed a bit in his restraints, a signal _____ saw as a request to be let loose. She smirked and stepped behind him, grabbing hold of the k
Pro LifePro Life3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Disclaimer The opinions shared in this are my own.
If you don't like or don't agree then click the back button because I will tolerate none of that!
You say your life is falling to pieces
You say his doesn't matter, he is only a fetus
But once you make the choice to take his own life
You might as well stab him with the blade of a knife
'Cause he won't come back, he won't ever live
He won't learn to walk, to smile, or be active
He won't ever cry when he falls off his bike
He won't say, 'mommy, I love you, good night.'
That tiny little baby that you never knew
Will never have his hopes and wishes come true
He can't change the world or set things straight
He can't say he's sorry after he makes a mistake
No one can tell you what that boy can devise
Not from the tip of his nose or the gleam in his eye
Your unborn son is going to be so great
He's going to have lots of friends and go on many dates
His hair will be blonde with many curls
But don't be too mad whe
TSoYS Chapter 5 RevisedTSoYS Chapter 5 Revised2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Something was seriously wrong. I could feel it, but I just didn't know what that something was. I was afraid to open my eyes. It was as if something was there but it didn't want to look at it because it gave off a bad feeling. I finally gather myself and opened my eyes what I saw scared me. There was a wolf staring at me, and I knew who he was. Then out of know where I felt pain surge through my body all the way to my head. It was as if something struck a hard blow to it. I couldn't move. "Well, hello Jack." I looked up and saw a wolf I haven't seen before.
"Who the hell are you and how do you know my name?" I shouted.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I meant Hello brother." He said. I didn't know what to say. Could this wolf really be my brother? I know Kaya told me about this but I just didn't want to believe her. The wolf was all black, covered in scars and had these deep piercing red eyes. He was scary to say the least.
"How are you a wolf?" I asked. My brother, whom I've always c
Sexual Offenderman -To Be Loved pt 1 Rose was walking to her home, hoping that nothing would pop out and grab her. She lived in an apartment that had was right next to a bar filled with drunk men, looking for woman to take to their place for the night.Sexual Offenderman -To Be Loved pt 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
She had been hearing things all day, as if someone was following her. She looks around her, seeing the little diner that was closed down for health precautions. She remembered going in and buying sweets before going to work. Sighing from the happy memory, she continued on to her home.
She was walking down an alley, a short cut to the back door of her apartment building, when she saw someone standing at the end of the alley.
Standing right by the back door, was what appeared to be an extremely tall man wearing a trench coat. Not being able to see much since the street light has been broken for months, she slowly made her way over to the back door, hoping that the man wouldn't notice her
How to Take Care of a WriterSo you've found out that a friend or a family member is a writer? Do not panic! Remember, a writer is still a mostly functioning human being that can, with proper care, live a long, happy, life.How to Take Care of a Writer1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Step one: Preparing a place for your Writer.
When your writer first shows signs of it's chosen profession is the best time to set up a comforting and calm environment. Writers can be skittish and needy, and their specific needs change based on their personality. The basic thing to do is set up an area of your home for the writer to work it, a "Office" if you will. Make sure this place has your writers preferred work equipment in side as well as; warm blankets, comfy pillows, a spinning chair(A writer's preferred method of play)and at least one shelf for their favorite books. Do not worry if your writer doesn't writer all the time and tries to bury it's self in the items you have provided, I assure you this is a normal part of the creative process.
Step two: What to feed your Writer
Once a write
Kiara's reign chapter 7Chapter 7Kiara's reign chapter 72 years ago in Settings More Like This
Mala took Leah out to a small oasis that sat in the middle of the rocky cliffs. A waterfall flowed over one of the mountain's faces into a pool of crystal clear water about half the size of the water hole back at the Pridelands. Mala ran up to a rock ledge that leaned over the water, it reminded Leah of pride rock. After she was finished gaping at the beauty of the oasis, she followed Mala onto the rock.
"Why are we training here?" she asked her friend.
"Because a great way to train someone to walk; is to get them to swim, it's great warm up. It's how my mom learned to walk again after she severely sprained her ankle." Mala answered. Leah gulped and looked down at the water, it looked awfully deep.
"But I can't swim, I've never done it." She whimpered.
"Really?" Mala gawked, "You've never tried?"
"Well, you wont be able to say that anymore."
Leah looked at Mala, confused by what she said. Before she could react, Mala shoved her off of the rock into the water with her
Kiara's Reign chapter 1Chapter 1Kiara's Reign chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Some time had passed since Zira's reign of terror ended. The outlander pride was accepted back into the Pridelands with open arms. The great king Simba's daughter Kiara became mates with the former rogue, Kovu. They had caused a reign of peace between former enemy prides. Kovu was accepted into Simba's family and was taught by Simba himself, how to be a great king. Now Kiara and Kovu were blessed with a family of their own, three beautiful cubs, Koda, Asha and Leah.
Asha was the eldest of the litter, and the most levelheaded cub the pride had seen in a long time. Koda was the middle cub. He had his mother's rebellious spirit, and was a bit headstrong. Leah was the youngest of the litter. Leah had been born with a crippled back left leg, so she always limped when she walked, and couldn't run well. Kovu and Kiara tended to keep her close to home; for fear that she could get into serious trouble with her leg.
It was the beginning of the rainy season in the Pridelands, and Koda a
Kiara's Reign chapter 2Chapter 2Kiara's Reign chapter 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
Most of the royal pride was resting down at the water hole that afternoon. Some of the lionesses sunned themselves on rocks, others were resting under the shade of the acacia trees. Kiara and little Leah strolled past all of the resting lionesses to the largest acacia tree. Under the tangled branches, two lionesses lay on a large moss covered rock. Leah sped up her pace.
"Hi grandma Nala! Aunt 'Tani!" she squeaked. Queen Nala raised her head to see her grandcub limping towards her and her friend. The other lioness, a scruffy former outlander named Vitani lifted her head as well. Leah eagerly broke into a run to them, and accidentally lost her footing and tumbled to the ground. She would've landed on her face, if not for Vitani, who quickly swung out her paw and caught the little cub.
"Careful, furball," Vitani said smoothly, as Leah sat down, "you don't want mud up your nose, do ya?"
"Hee, hee, no ma'am." Leah giggled. Kiara sighed in relief and lay down on