MindMind7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sometimes it gets clouded.
Clouded with junk.
I let it in.
The things you let in your mind, dictate your actions.
If your constantly being bombarded with negative or impure thoughts.
Then you need to clear your mind.
Where the mind goes, the man will surely follow.
Forgotten SuicidalForgotten Suicidal7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Im so, so sorry.
For thinking these things.
For considering how many pills, it would take to kill me for certain.
For wondering how many seconds it would take with a pillow over my face.
For deliberating how long and deep a bloody cut would have to be.
For pondering how I would hang the rope from my ceiling.
So many, too many options.
I want all of them. Every single one.
And Im sorry that youre not enough to stop me.
Im sorry that I am not strong enough to continue.
Im sorry that no amount of love, words and emotion will stop me from falling under, and becoming another Forgotten Suicidal.
CE: I don't want to say GoodbyeSaying GoodbyeCE: I don't want to say Goodbye3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leon and Alister had attempted to run away from Azvolt, the rain hindered their progress as the soggy ground easily made muddy footprints. The cunning Aggron had followed behind them easily, his footsteps trudging down on the pair of smaller ones. Soon Leon and Alister had reached Leon's home, making any further escape useless, they turned, and the sinister Aggron was behind them
Leon looked around trying to find some sort of way to get past him "Move!" he said. Azvolt refused, and stomped his foot on the ground shaking it, he turned and looked at Leon's home. "One casualty will be the first of many!" he shouted charging up a Hyper Beam, and firing it at Leon's house. There was a large blast, and his house was reduced to nothing more than a pile of rubble, Alister recoiled and rolled on the ground. Debris from the used-to-be-home were scattered everywhere.
Lightning started to strike at the ground, getting dangerously close as trees toppled
Dani Mizumoto ProfileDani Mizumoto Profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nicknames: Shorty, Dani-chan
Birthday: April 16
Weight: 115 lbs.
Ethnicity: Half Japanese (Father) , Half American (Mother)
Yakubyo Mizumoto (Father; Surgeon)
Carly Anderson-Mizumoto (Mother; Lawyer)
Akon Mizumoto (Older brother; 17 ˝ )
Marilyn Mizumoto (Older sister; 19)
Lii Mizumoto (Younger sister, 14)
Hīrō (Doberman Pinscher puppy)
Education: Touou Academy
Dani has slightly curly, bright blue hair that reaches just past her shoulders and side-swept bangs. She sometimes wears her hair in two messy fishtailed braids. She has light, creamy skin and bright violet eyes. Despite her small size, Dani is quite curvy and has a slightly rounded face. She also has her ears double pierced
When not in school, Dani usually wears high waisted denim short
~ PrussiaXReaderXGermany : Erase it ~: Chapter 2~ PrussiaXReaderXGermany : Erase it ~: Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: It Was Her
I quietly walked over to her bedside and gently swept her (h/l) (h/c) hair. As I swept it I realized she wore a bandage upon her forehead.
It took me a moment to register in my mind that not only the fact that she was severely injured but that the change in air and aura in the room we inhabited made it evident that I was followed.
As I slowly turn around a huge man like figure had pushed me back and went toward (Insert Name) seemingly lifeless body. As I heard the voice the culprit was instantly identified as my brother West.
Guten Tag Liebling ~" He sang as he caressed her cheek and kissed her bandaged forehead.
My eyes had held shock, hurt, bewilderment and a strong sense of anger.
As if automatically I swung at him with full force. He dodged flawlessly as I halted to prevent unwanted damage to the surrounding area.
"Vest!!! Vhat zhe hell!!! "I yelled in pure rage.
"Oh no it seems you have avoken meine frau" he said in a monotone voice with a sly
Cuentosestoy callendo en un abismoCuentos5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
giro y me golpeo en el camino que no tiene fin
me pregunto si llegare al pais de la maravillas
y antes de la que aventura comienze
la reina riendo me corta la cabeza
donde esta el boton para reiniciar
donde esta el boton que me dejara respirar?
no pido un minuto de paz por que se que no alcanza
pido un dia ,lejo de todo y todos
y aun asi se que los recuerdos tomaran posesion de mi barco
se amotinan contra mi y me lanzan al mar de mi lagrimas
¿vendra a salvarme peter pan?
hace tiempo deje de creer en los cuentos de hadas
demasiada desconfiada me escondo
demasiado rencorosa y enojada,triste quiza
quiero irme contigo a nunca jamas para poder olvidar
donde quedaron la risas? donde la guarde?
se la llevo el viento para que no las pueda recuperar?
el mundo me enseña a odiar?
quisiera correr en el boque como blancanieve
para escapar de lo que nos llegara a matar
pero aqui sigo encadenada a la torre con la bruja
y miramos al espejo y su reflejo soy yo
Pirate!EnglandxReader - Taken pt. 5Pirate!EnglandxReader - Taken pt. 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred smiled, bringing Arthur into an old abandoned building, "Then you've come to the right person, Arthur!" Alfred laughed, earning a small smile from the englishman. "Just hurry up and get me what I want you git, I don't have time for your chit chat. I'm off for some explori-" Alfred, who was digging in some wooden crates, jumped up, "Ooooh! I want to come!" Alfred asked Arthur. Arthur quickly denied, knowing Alfred would definetly try to flirt with his beloved (Name). "No way in hell you ass hat! Just give me the potion!" Arthur yelled, shoving the small vile to Alfred, Alfred frowned. "Pleaaaase~ I missed our adventures Iggy!" Alfred teasingly put "Iggy" to piss him off. Arthur glared straight into Alfred's eyes, Alfred however failed to get the message. "Get me the damn-" "Alright alright! Haha!" Alfred went back into the crates and picked out a key, walking towards a door, "Just wait here dude, i'll come back with what you want."
and with that, Alfred dissapeared behind the doo
Fem!PrussiaxReader- AloneFem!PrussiaxReader- Alone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
NOTE: THIS IS A YURI READER INSERT DON'T LIKE DON'T READ oh and by the way I'm your best friend in this story :>
You were the popular girl at school. You were surrounded by friends and you were never on your own. Being loved by everybody felt boring at times. You did have your close friend though, Ana Fatima-Couto (THAT'S ME 8D). The Portuguese girl was a tough cookie and was like your personal body guard.
One day, you and Ana were in the park, sitting on a bench. The cool breeze blowing through your (h/c) hair and the sun shone on your face making your (e/c) eyes sparkle. You and Ana were talking about everyday events. You hadn't noticed an infamous albino girl sitting under a shaded tree, staring at you.
Her name was Julchen Beilschmidt. She was a Prussian transfer student who arrived months before. You noticed how the red-eyed beauty was alone all the time. You wondered why this was. I mean, all Julchen ever talked about was how awesome she was (which you agreed with her on th
DP one-shot: A Twist in FateDisclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom.DP one-shot: A Twist in Fate4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He could not believe what he saw the tombstones of his loved ones, the people he cared about more than anyone else in this world: his family, his two best friends they were gone, non-existent, dead. It was what he had foreseen 10 years into the future, and vowed to prevent the dreadful accident. In the end, he had failed to safe them, more importantly, failed to keep his promise to them.
Currently laying in the rubble of the aftermath that was his current tragedy, Danny could only groan in pain, his thoughts running in circle with his disbelief of what had just happened.
The Nasty Burger restaurant had been blown to oblivion at the detonation of a leaking gas tank, taking the lives of young Daniel Fenton's family and friends. One may t
America x Reader~You Can't Fear What Isn't ThereAmerica x Reader~You Can't Fear What Isn't There3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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You sighed. "Alfred, I told you to stop following me around; this is getting ridiculous!" Your face heated with embarrassment.
The blonde-haired man was behind you, trying to keep an eye out for anything that could harm you. It was always like this, and it annoyed you.
But it also hurt you.
Alfred went around and stood in front of you, blocking you from going anywhere. His gaze was trying to hold yours, but you refused, not wanting that type of intimacy.
"I already told you, ___; this is the least that I owe you." A small smile quirked on his lips.
Ah yes; the thing that caused this epitome of an adventure.
One night as you were walking home from the grocery store, two bags full of chocolate, chips, and loads of other junk food, you noticed a man staggering along the sidewalks and streets, a tired way to his stride. You had looked at your watch; it was 3:17 a.m.; hardly the time t
PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 12PirateEnglandXReader Mistaken Identity Chapter 123 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pirate England X Reader
By the time (Name) was carried back to that little room, she felt weak and dizzy, was covered in bruises, and moaning softly in pain.
At least they had the generosity to pop her arm back into place, although it still hurt like hell. Did Peter have to go through this? He was just a child, he didn't deserve this. If she could barely stand it, who knows how he withstood it.
The pirates carrying her dropped her off at the far end of room, close to where Peter was trembling in the corner, and left them once again locked in the room.
"(Name)? Are you alright?" Peter asked worried, inching closer to her.
(Name) tried to muster up a smile for him but instead ended up grimacing in pain. "I'm fine Peter, don't worry about me.." she said, having difficulty in sitting up straight. Peter gently helped her up from the floor and helped her lean against the wall.
"Doesn't it hurt?" asked Peter.
"Only a little, I can handle it." She smiled at him and ran he
Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 1Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Forever Hetalian Fangirl
“Aaah, hitofude de, miru subarashii sekai…” You sang the words of the ending song as you closed your eyes, imagining every scene ever created in Hetalia, your hand looping and swaying through the air as you did, as if you were conducting it. “Nagagutsu de kanpai da…”
Putting some effort into the last couple of words, you smiled cheerily and let out one last shout of: “Hetalia!” Then you let out an exhausted cheer as episode 10 of the first season was ended.
“… Now… on to the next episode.” You glanced up at the clock. It was already 10:42 PM, but that didn’t really matter… it was the Saturday, after all, and you’d been waiting all the week to be able to just lie back, relax, and watch Hetalia all day. Well, not all day--there were still other things to do, such as the terrible amount of homewo
PrussiaXReader Colds Travel but Doctors CurePrussiaXReader Colds Travel but Doctors Cure2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You look up from your book when a pounding could be heard at your door. With a frown you marked your place in the book and stood from the couch, stretching your arms as you did so. Sadly you had just gotten comfortable with some tea and a nice book and you weren't expecting anyone to be coming over. 'Who could it be?' you thought with flinched when the pounding at your door became more erratic and louder. "I'm coming, I'm coming! Calm down!" you shouted and walked over to the door, you yanked the door open and the person knocking on your door nearly hit you right in the face with a hand. The man outside your door currently had a bright red nose and looked almost miserable. "What are you doing here? I thought you were sick and staying home with Germany," you said slowly, taking in his appearance. He man laughed, 'kesesesesese' and muttered something about being 'awesome'. "I am sick, so let the awesome me in," he replied and his sorrowful eyes flashed misch
FranceXReader~What's Cookin Good Lookin? (Crack!)FranceXReader~What's Cookin Good Lookin? (Crack!)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"Oh hon-hon-hon-hon~ what is this, mon amie?" Francis was laughing at one of your (failed) dishes that was on the kitchen table, sitting on a plate, visible to anyone that passed by.
"Well, I decided to take a deuce and display it for all~ to see. What do you think it is? It's my cooking, you French douche!" You were scowling at your friend, your ___ eyes glinting. Sure, he was a great cook, but that didn't mean he had to critique your food!
"No need to get sarcastic, ___. I was only noticing your cuisine." He gave you his trademark smile, his blue eyes shining.
You blushed a little, his smile sending little flutters throughout your body. Stupid meaner, you thought, throwing away your awful creation.
It was just another lazy Saturday, and you and Francis were just hanging out at his house like always. You had tried to
Hetalia x Reader: The Holiday, BritainHetalia x Reader: The Holiday, Britain2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You walked straight past the BTT, who whined when you got into Britains car.
' Good Morning, __________' He smiled a bit as he got into the drivers seat.
' Hello Fine sir!' You playfully mocked his cute accent, which only made him roll his eyes at you.
' now put that seat belt on already and we can go __________'
You did as you were told and saluted him
' YES. SIR!'
He just sighed as you pumped up the stereo and leaned out the window to high five America as he went past. Soon after he had passed you two took off.
During the drive you danced, with absouloutly no cares in the world. You turned your head to see Britain had his body rigid and eyes fixed on the road infront of him, he looked like he was deep in thought, so you decieded not to disturb him.
' I wonder what he's thinking about..' you gazed out the window, now thinking aswell.
' gargh! i don't know how to tell her!' I just concentrated on the road infront of me. Jeeze,i didn't know love could be th
2. The Lightning Duo 2. The Lightning Duo2. The Lightning Duo4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sun shines through the window and the alarm clock goes off, reminding me that it's time to wake up. It's Saturday and it's been almost two weeks since the festival, in which Emi decided it's time for me to start exercising. Although it is kind of fun, I still think it should be against the law to make someone wake up so early. Plus, I had a nightmare last night. Something about a crazy girl who kidnapped me and a machine and a ghost and so on. Man, even Kenji would laugh at it.
Still half asleep, I get ready for the run with Emi. But as I open the door to step out, I am confronted by the face of the girl from my nightmare.
-"Good morning, Hicchan!" she shouts enthusiastically.
La luna y el SolLa luna y el Sol7 years ago in General More Like This
En vano trato de conciliar el sueño
pensando en que en este justo momento
te hayas de pie frente al sol
Por qué tenemos que vivir
uno tan alejado del otro?
Por qué soy yo un vástago de la noche
y tu un hijo del radiante sol?
Mis pensamientos vuelan
tratando de alcanzarte vida mia
Mis pensamientos vuelan
para encontrarse junto a ti
He de tratar de salir
de mi cuerpo
Tratare de morir
para verte en mi sueño eterno
Así paso mis horas
con los ojos bien abiertos
alzando las manos
a ver si te toco, bello efebo
The Seven Wonders Of Lukas BondevikThe Seven Wonders Of Lukas Bondevik1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Seven Wonders Of Lukas Bondevik
(Norway x Reader)
Read through reader pov!
This is a contest entry for ‘MyThousandWords’ ‘I can’t stop this feeling’ contest
Please listen to this song while reading; it will help make the mood! ‘Rabbits Quartet’ by Kashiwa Daisuke.
“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” I opened one of my eyes in pain, the clock read ‘ 7:00 AM.’
Waking up for work is what I intentionally thought was going to happen.
I mean today was Monday and yesterday was Sunday…..right?
But the hangover told me otherwise.
I turned my semi burning head ninety degrees to the right to shut off my alarm clock off when another’s hand beat me to it.
I was frozen in shock; who the hell was in my room? Let alone my bed.
Thinking that it was probably in my best interest to continue to ‘sleep’ so that the intruder would take what they wanted and leave.
Nope, it was still there, I could feel its eyes on my back
Love is WarLove is War3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
La journée s'était envolée aussi rapidement qu'un oiseau effrayé, plongée en pleine effervescence et joyeux préparatifs. Les bonnes nouvelles du front avaient redonnées du coeur à la population. L'envie de s'occuper des préparatifs du rituel d'été ressurgissait, maintenant que Lliane était de retour au palais. Nombres de soldats profitaient d'un peu de repos pour jouer les héros et se trouver une amie d'un soir, avant que bientôt les hostilités ne reprennent, et que les hommes se battant encore sur le front Est ne reviennent pour se faire remplacer. Pour ceux qui reviendraient.
Calé contre le dossier de son siège, Will jouait avec son verre depuis un moment. Il regardait les allées et venues, les serveuses de l'établissement perchées sur des escabeaux pour accrocher fleurs et lampions, se faisant chahuter au passage par les clients et les soldats dans une bonne ambiance décomplex
America x Shy!Reader: Office Jitters [Request]America x Shy!Reader: Office Jitters [Request]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Today I was going to talk to him. I mean for real talk to him. I'm going to talk to Alfred F. Jones. Pretty much the office hottie. Although I liked him more than just his appearance. He was pretty much the perfect guy. Well, to me that is.
I glided my office chair back and forth. The anxiety was building up.
I've only talked to the guy a few times. Only by accident of bumping into him or asking him for a pen. I was always this shy towards everyone., but with him. I feel as though I'm going to have this huge anxiety attack. It happens rarely, but when it does. It's kind of scary. My muscles tighten around Alfred. My voice is barely audible when I'm near him.
No, I wasn't scared of him. I just get tense around him. I really did like him.
Alfred was the most popular co-worker at the office. Especially around women. He is always loud, enthusiastic and optimistic about everything and a self proclaimed "Hero".
I giggle at the thought. I loved it when he called himself the hero.
Alfred had t
Cuerda FlojaCuerda Floja6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tal como eres y soy, me asalta el miedo de caer en un vacío de
ilusiones... como cuando los malabaristas en las alturas hacen su acto
sin mirar al suelo, y sabrá Dios si hay red.
Pero el macho es macho y continúa deleitando a las masas con una
sonrisa, mientras por dentro solo ruega que su pie no resbale.
Mi pie sigue resbalando, una y otra vez... y tal cual acto de magia la
audiencia me ve recuperarme con una sonrisa, aunque mis tobillos estén
Es detrás del telón, lejos de los aplausos y los barullos, que me lamo las
heridas en absoluta soledad, lo cual me resulta perfecto, así puedo
coserme las cortadas en paz, sin cariños innecesarios que molestan la
piel, sin miradas impotentes que te hacen sentir estúpido, sin lagrimas
derramadas en vano.
Así regreso a la cuerda floja, viviendo cada día con una sonrisa que
Rest In PeaceRest In Peace7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Ashes in my stomach,
Ghosts of a fire that once consumed my heart in the heat of passion, choke me.
Equilibrium off balance, all that was is no more, and all that I never knew is all too familiar.
My memories leave me breathless, as if I am drowning in a cold sea of regret.
Tossing and turning in agony, living a nightmare from which I just cannot awaken.
Who knew that fire would leave me cold,
That breathing would suffocate me,
That what I saw was blinding me,
That life was killing me,
And that something would give me nothing.
What makes me alive? Is it the fact that my heart pumps the blood through my veins? Why does that matter when I have not a reason to live, for it is love that defined me.
White turns to black and night fades to day,
Left turns to the right and downward leads up.
Welcome to my life, where pain becomes numbness and happiness feels like an unfamiliar high.
Where I face my fears every morning I wake up, and I battle my demons every time I see a mirror