Pray for SwedenSweden is a Scandinavian country in Northern Europe.Pray for Sweden in Profiles More Like This
It †is bordered by Norway in the west and Finland, in the east.
In the south it is connected to Denmark by a bridge-tunnel across the ōresund.
The population is 9.5 million.
Stockholm is the capital and largest city.
Sweden is the largest Scandinavian country and the fifth largest in Europe.
The country is a constitutional monarchy.
Sweden has not been at war since 1814.
Sweden is one of the world leaders in gender equality.
Sweden is known for the safest food in the world and boasts the lowest rate
of traffic deaths.
Sweden is described as “Folkhemmet”, meaning the “People’s home.”
Carl Linnaeus 1707-January 1778)
Botanist, physician, and zoologist
Known as the father of modern taxonomy
Considered one of the fathers of modern ecology.
Alfred Nobel (1833-1896)
Chemist, Inventor of dynamte
Posthumously instituted the Nobel Prizes.
Jens Ingemar Johansson ( 1932 – 2009)
Pray for GermanyGermany is a country in western-central Europe.Pray for Germany in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Denmark in the north, Poland and the Czech Republic in the east, Austria
and Switzerland in the south, France and Luxembourg in the southwest,
and Belgium and the Netherlands to the northwest.
The population is over 81.million.
The capital and largest city is Berlin.
Other important cities are Munich, Cologne and Hamburg,
Germany is the 7th largest country in Europe and most populous state
in the European Union.
The German word 'Kaiser' is derived from the Latin title Caesar.
The word 'Reich' means ‘Kingdom’ or ‘Empire’.
During it’s history Germany was part of three Reichs.
The 1 Reich The Holy Roman Empire (962-1806)
The 2nd Reich The New German Empire (1871-1918.)
The 3rd Reich The Nazi Regime (1933-1945)
Germany has been famous throughout history as a center of learning and culture.
The printing press was invented in Germany.
Pray for AustriaAustria is a landlocked country in Central Europe.Pray for Austria in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by the Czech Republic and Germany in the north, Hungary and Slovakia
in the east, Slovenia and Italy in the south, and Switzerland and Liechtenstein in
Vienna is the capital and largest city.
The population is over 8 million.
The name Austria means “Eastern Kingdom.”
Vienna has several possible meanings: "Bright", "Fair" "Forest stream" and "White base."
Austria has long been a gateway for commerce between Eastern and Western Europe.
Vienna has been famous for its beauty,art, culture and music.
Austria has been the birthplace of many composers such as Mozart.
Many other composers visited Vienna, including Beethoven.
Austria was the birthplace of psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud.
The musical “The Sound of Music” takes place in Austria.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart 1756-1791
Jospeh Haydn † † † † † †1732-1809
Franz Schubert † † † † †1797-1828
Johann Strauss II † † † 1
Pray for the Republic of CongoThe Republic of Congo is located in Central Africa.Pray for the Republic of Congo in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) in the south and east,
Gabon in the west, Cameroon and the Central African Republic in the north
and Cabinda (Angola) in the southwest.
Brazzaville is the capital.
The population is over 4 million.
The Republic of Congo is sometimes called Congo Brazzavile to distinguish it
from the Democratic Republic of Congo.
The name Congo means ‘Hunter.&rsquo.
Both the Republic of Congo and the Democratic Republic of Congo are named
after the Congo River.
The river was named after the Kingdom of Kongo (1390-1914)
The kingdom was named after the Bakongo people.
The Congo River is the world’s deepest river
For centuries, the Congo River delta was a major commercial hub for transatlantic trade.
Nearly 60% of the country is covered with tropical rainforest.
3% Other (European
Pray for ThailandThailand is a located at the center of the Indochina peninsula in Southeast Asia.Pray for Thailand in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Burma and Laos in the north, Laos and Cambodia in the east,
the Gulf of Thailand and Malaysia in the south, and the Andaman Sea and the
southern tip of Burma in the west.
Its maritime borders are Vietnam in the southeast, and Indonesia and India
in the southwest.
The population is over 66 million
Bangkok the capital and most populous city has a population of over 8 million.
Thailand was originally called Siam until 1939.
The Siamese Cat was originally bred in Thailand.
The conjoined twins Chang and Eng Bunker††(1811-1874), were from Thailand.
From them came the term 'Siamese Twins.'
Thailand is the only country in Southeast Asia that was never colonized
Because of this the Thai use the phrase "Land of the Free"
to describe their country.
The musical/movie "The King and I/Anna and the King" takes place in Siam/Thailand.
Thailand is also known as the "Land of Smiles" due t
Pray for HungaryHungary is a landlocked country in Central Europe.Pray for Hungary in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Slovakia in the north, Ukraine, and Romania in the east,
Serbia, and Croatia in the south, Slovenia in the southwest and Austria in the west.
Budapest is the capital and largest city.
The population is over 9 million.
Hungary was the capital region of the empire of Attila the Hun.
The Danube River, which flows north to south, divides Hungary and bisects its capital.
Budapest was originally three cities:
Buda on the west bank
Pest on the east bank
The three were united into a single city in 1873.
Hungary has the largest thermal water cave system and 2nd largest thermal
lake in the world.
Hungary has been famous for its mathematicians and scientists.
The Rubik's Cube was invented in Hungary.
Theodor Herzl (1860–1904) The father of modern political Zionism.
John von Neumann(1903–1957)A mathematician and polymath.
Albert Szent-Györgyi de (1893-1986) Discoverer of
Pray for GuyanaGuyana is located on the northern coast of South America.Pray for Guyana in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Suriname in the east, Brazil in the south and southwest,
Venezuela in the west and the Atlantic Ocean in the north.
The population is 777,000.
Georgetown is the capital and largest city.
The name "Guyana" is derived from Guiana, an Amerindian
word meaning "Land of many waters."
Guyana is the 3rd smallest country in South America.
Guyana, (Along with Suriname, French Guiana, and Brazil), is one
of the four non-Hispanic nations in South America.
Guyana has one of the largest unspoiled rainforests in South America.
80% of Guyana is covered with forest.
In 1978, Guyana was the site of the infamous mass suicide of 918 members
from the Jim Jones-led Peoples Temple.
43.5% East Indian
30.2% Black (African)
Pray for the Isle of ManThe Isle of Man/Mann is an island in the British Isles.Pray for the Isle of Man in Profiles More Like This
It is located in the northern Irish Sea between northern Ireland and Great Britain.
Douglas is the capital and largest city.
The population is over 84,000.
The island's name comes from 'ManannŠn', a Brythonic and Gaelic sea god.
The Manx cat originated on the Isle of Man.
'Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets' was filmed on the Isle of Man.
47.6% † †Manx
37.2% † †English
3.4% † † Scottish
2.1% † † Northern Irish
2.1% † † Irish
1.2% † † Welsh
0.3% † † Channel Islanders
6.1% † † Other
61% † † Anglican
14% † † Catholic
23% † † Other
2% † † †Orthodox
The island has been inhabited for thousands of years.
During the Iron Age †Brythonic Celtic groups settled there.
During the 5th century Gaelic Celts settled and dominated the island.
The Manx language, a branch of the Gaelic languages emerged during this time.
During the 9th century, Norse †groups began to raid and then settle.
A Norse-Gaelic culture arose a
Pray for ParaguayParaguay is a landlocked country in South America.Pray for Paraguay in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Argentina in the south and southwest, Bolivia in the northwest and Brazil
in the east and northeast.
The population is over 6 million.
The capital and largest city is Asunción.
The name Paraguay, is thought to come from the Guaraní words 'Para', (Of many varieties), and gua, (riverine).
Due to its central location in South America, Paraguay is sometimes called the “Heart of America.”
The Paraguay River divides the east from the west.
The east is made of grassy plains and wooded hills.
The west is mostly low, marshy plains.
Most Paraguayans are a mixture of Spanish and native Guarani origin.
Most people speak both languages.
95% Mestizo (Mixed European and Amerindian)
5% Other (White, Black, Amerindian, Asian)
Pray for ArubaAruba is an island in the southern Caribbean.Pray for Aruba in Profiles More Like This
It is located 17 miles north of the coast of Venezuela
Its capital is Oranjestad.
The population is 101,484
It is a member of the three ABC islands (Aruba, Bonaire and Curaçao)
Aruba was part of the Spanish and later Dutch West Indies.
Until 1986 it was a member of the Netherlands Antilles /the Dutch Antilles).
Unlike most of the Caribbean region, Aruba has a dry climate and an arid landscape.
Aruba has been called the "Las Vegas of the Caribbean.
The Tainio heritage is stronger on Aruba than on most Caribbean islands.
Although no full-blooded Tainio remain, most of the population is descended from them.
80% White/Caribbean Amerindian
1.5% Jehovah's Witness
5.1% Other (M
The Way We LiveThe Way We Live:The Way We Live in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We all have our own little struggles;
Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.
A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,
I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.
But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.
I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.
I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,
And even then I'd never give up the right to race.
I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,
Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.
I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,
But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.
And that's all it takes just to keep this body going.
With calloused hands in this ocean I'm still rowing
Searching for some land out amidst a sea of black;
A wandering gypsy bearing burdens on his back.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2013
You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:You Have No Right To Live in Free Verse More Like This
Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!
Okay, I'm sorry...
What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.
Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!
A lousy person like you should just go die!
okay, fine! I will...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th November 2012
Cold Brown Eyes [REMIX]Cold Brown Eyes [REMIX]:Cold Brown Eyes [REMIX] in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She's got a secret
She's got a secret deep inside of you
Don't tell her nothing
Keep it all hushed away for good
With all her secrets
Hidden in her cold and lovely eyes
It's in her brown eyes
Cold eyes that that you've seen tonight
She's telling all lies
Everything you knew was meant to die
In her brown eyes
She will be the lonely killer tonight
With all her secrets
She's whispering these countless lies
From her brown eyes
All the secrets that were meant to die
Keep it tidy
She will come alone for you tonight...
The secrets you were meant to hide
The secrets you were meant to hide
The secrets you were meant to hide
The secrets you were meant to hide!
-Chen Yuan Wen ft. Rialda K. (JoltingAdlaiR), March 16th 2
OBSCUREOBSCURE:OBSCURE in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The flower of midnight blooms
As the wind will sway the trees.
But my corpse will dangle helpless
As it is blown by the breeze.
Feel the prick of final judgement
As I am cast into the flame.
Born again into this world;
Where my life is just a game.
I think and try to remember
But the night is simply cold
I return to the ancient tree
where once my soul was sold.
I gather the rope and ladder
while the moon is shining bright.
I kill myself again;
In the quiet of the night...
A lonely obscure defiance;
Where my silent tears will fall.
For none will ever remember
A quiet broken doll...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th May 2012
Breaking PointBreaking Point:Breaking Point in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who was I to question you to start?
My reflection now we split apart.
Hate the way your looking at my pain;
I hid my tears in the falling rain.
Forget the way I thought I used to be
I see the man now he isn't me.
He's like a ghost with a shaken past
I don't know how he's gonna last.
Sometimes I feel like I'm giving in
I hit the bottle full of naked sin.
I try to lose the hell I'm living in
But now I'm stuck with my only friend.
I spent nights on the window pane
Look at families playin' family games
Wonder why I'm stickin' outside;
I'm just a monster on the inside...
What happened to the dream I used to feel?
It's like I pushed away the better deal.
I feel the calls of my bitter vice
Spend my nights with a blunt knife...
I used to carve on my dirty skin
I used to feel like I was cleaner then.
Because the only time I feel alive
Is when I let my body take a dive...
The only addicition I could control...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th May 2012
The FarseerThe Farseer:The Farseer in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Born from the union of an Angel and a Witch
The farseer is a creature of terrible might.
Granted the wisdom of his blessed father;
He bears the gift of a clairvoyant's sight...
His eyes can pierce the veil of uncertainty
And look beyond into the crystal of fate...
The myriad of futures reflected in its surface;
Is his to acknowledge and collate.
He scribes them down in an enchanted book
It is titled 'The Tome of Dying Shades'.
For as the future becomes the present;
The scribbled pages fade...
It is for this reason that he may never lie
Else the future would shatter; to be born anew.
That much we've learned from his many sisters;
And I'm sure you know it to be true...
Now tell me creature, what do you see?
Can your eyes discern the fate of man?
Do you presume to mock us with tainted power;
Claiming to know of our Father's hand?
If you know the future, then you know what we want.
Repent now and recite the truth!
Accept the word of our Ho
Heartless BlossomsHeartless Blossoms:Heartless Blossoms in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The falling petals,
Like the bitterest of rains,
Leaves me looking lost...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 28th February 2012
What is Love?What is Love?:What is Love? in Free Verse More Like This
What is love but a simple impulse
An electrical signal that comes from the brain.
What is love but a debilitating sickness
It weakens us utterly from the waves of pain.
To what do we owe the pleasure of love
Does it come from a matter of personal taste?
To what do we owe the pain of love
As though all of our efforts are put to waste...
Why do we seek to fall in love
Is it because we fear a death alone?
Or perhaps there is a darker reason
One for which we need to atone...
Rationalise carefully, your reason for love
Perhaps the truth is deeper than you think.
Is your partner a genuine object of affection
Or simply a piece of the missing link?
Love can be a wonderous anchor
It brings us down to the safety of sanity
But abuse it once, and you will suffer
Such is the gift of humanity...
"Yet even with these weighty words, I am still a slave to love..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 25th April 2012
ScreamScream:Scream in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He steps out onto the stage, grinning as always
He can hear the bass playing as the drum sets the mood
So to warm them up, he begins with an introduction:
Though we have come here tonight as individuals
I believe that we will leave here as friends
Because no one else, except a friend
Would be willing to hear you scream.
And so, tonight, we'll be playing our song "Scream"
He takes a deep breath and the guitar begins to wail
The drumming heats up and he knows that this is his moment
In a voice that is low and filled with emotion
He slowly begins to sing his song:
When first you came upon this path
You thought that you had seen the last of-
Nightmares crawling from your dreams!
You hear the sound of a thousand screams and they-
Drag you down to suffocate!
And you're just filled with so much hate that you-
(Feel like giving in...)
(When it cuts right past your skin!)
Just raise up your voice, I'll let you be heard!
Scream out your different kin
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Marital Arts Part 17 - The Motherly AdviceBy the table in the Royal Breakfast room, beneath huge chandeliers with a few candles burning, Princess Aziel was sitting with her sister Princess Alselane and their cousin, Prince Iardanel. They were talking yesterday's festivities over, as Uriel walked into the room, retrieving a china plate from the buffet and starting to fill it with food, before stopping and regarding his son and nieces.Marital Arts Part 17 - The Motherly Advice in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Morning," he paused and became greeted with the same word from the trio by the table.
"You look tired, uncle," Aziel went on, tilting her head as she regarded Uriel while he finished gathering breakfast and sat down opposite of the others.
"Guess it became late. Then I was affected with the energy levels of the palace. What exactly has been happening around here?"
"The usual," Alselane rolled her eyes. "Elves fucking like rabbits!"
"Mind your language," Aziel berated her younger sister.
"But it is true, so don't be so prudent, sis!"
"I'm not..." Alselane began before Iardanel cutting her off.
Marital Arts Part 12 - The Anguish Kept in SecrecyOberon sat in a deck chair beneath the canopy on the balcony of his suite, overlooking the courtyard, relaxing on a day that couldn't decide whether to be cold or warm. It had started to rain lightly, raindrops dripping rhythmically onto the railing. He looked out over the neatly terraced garden with its beech trees, flower beds and little pond and he was suddenly struck with memories. He could hear voices from afar, the shouts, the soft weeping. It flashed before him, filled with longing and regret.Marital Arts Part 12 - The Anguish Kept in Secrecy in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"My beautiful enchantress." He shut his eyes tightly, turning his head away. He placed his hand on his heart, and felt the medallion of his profession under his tunic. He pulled it out slowly, looking over the intricate piece. "So many memories, so much pain," the King sighed.
His heart ached with suppressed longing, an abrasive, searing agony that cut through him like a festering wound, unceasing, refusing to be soothed, unable to be ignored. For years Oberon had endured his anguish in se
Marital Arts Part 9 - The Memories that RemainThe stars shone brightly like gems pinpointed upon the velvet sky and the nearly full moon's silver light spilled across the heaven, the peaceful quiet surrounded him as the wind breathed softly onto his face, cooling his tender flesh. Colonel Duncan Pershall's steps were gentle and nearly without sound when he advanced up the steep hillside through thick underbrush. His thoughts were scattered and his body irrelevant as his feet took him upwards to the little seaside village on which outskirts She lived. There were still many foes in the area and danger could creep up at any moment, but he didn't worry, he felt as though he was surrounded by a cloak of invisibility, he was indiscernible to the eyes of all, excluding those of the moon and the stars.Marital Arts Part 9 - The Memories that Remain in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The current of air spoke a soothing and gentle whisper of wonder, guiding his thoughts. What was it that made him feel so invincible at this moment? What could be so strong and to raise such confidence? It wasn't him alone, there had to be
Marital Arts Part 24 - The Halcyon Days16 years laterMarital Arts Part 24 - The Halcyon Days in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thomas Silvestiri was standing by the railing of his good friend Orkid of Saphirion's beautifully sleek ship Green Eyed Mermaid as it was heading across the glittering Atlantic, snow white sails billowing in the wind, the steam cutting through the water like a knife through butter. It was a good day for sailing, a strong but cold and salt-smelling after-storm was blowing from the rear and a light rain was falling from the almost overcast sky, god rays of sunlight shining through parted clouds and flecking the green sea with discarded golden coins across a lawn.
Thomas pulled at the collars of his jacket and then at his scarf to better shield himself from the cold sprays of the water as the ship plowed on. Then he turned from the ocean and looked up at the man behind the wheel. Orkid of Saphirion – a true Elf, as was the incredibly beautiful woman standing next to him. Princess Ariel of Cloud, she was his aunt that was something Thomas still had
The Reminiscence of a Human LoverThe opulent bathroom laid in a half-dusk, the only light emitting from a few lit candles in the ceiling crystal chandelier, a warm and dim light which became reflected in the gilded parts of the wall mosaics picturing ships and sea creatures of diverse kinds. The air was warm and nicely humid and saturated with the scents of perfumed soap and incense. Nothing save for the silent movements of the water broke the restive quietness of the room.The Reminiscence of a Human Lover in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This night... Titania could hardly believe it! Her coitus with Oberon had almost been like before. Still, there was no denying there was a chasm between them profound as infinity. An aching and profound hollow where there once had been sweet love and understanding. The warm water of the basin soothed the slight aching from their love making and calmed her body in general. As her muscles relaxed, she allowed herself to remember, to think back to the early years, when she first had met Oberon. When the war was over she had go
Marital Arts part 5 - The Court of StrangersBeing on horseback, galloping against the wind until her eyes teared, that was something which brought back a little bit of the sense of freedom to Titania. She had received Gallant upon her return, a black stallion with a white speck upon his forehead and likewise white socks. He was fallen from Uriel's Ebon and although he was tiny and seemed placid, there was something with the way he exploded into a gallop that hinted at a more feral side of him. Something she recognized from herself as well and hence she felt a certain kind of communion with the stead. A connection which went beyond the usual Elven / Equestrian spiritual contact. They were two of a kind, she and Gallant. They understood each other.Marital Arts part 5 - The Court of Strangers in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Titania never planned her rideabouts, she just went where her and Gallant's minds took them, usually striving for solitude. This very midmorning found them quite a bit north of the Cloud Palace, almost by the foothills of the Volcano of Elitar and with the sea on her right hand, the sme
Marital Arts Part 16- The Communion's Completeness"I love you regardless of who you are." Titania finally whispered. "But if I can help you becoming Oberon for real, have no doubt I will. Just put your trust in me, because, dear heart, I love you so utterly!"Marital Arts Part 16- The Communion's Completeness in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With one sweep, he took her into his arms and kissed her, unbridled joy and relief on his face. He wasn't about to let anything come between them again.
"I love you too, Titi! When the moon falls into the sun is when I'll stop loving you. This is my promise and oath." He gazed into his true love's green eyes, knowing they reflected the feelings in his own heart. "And I am truly sorry for not being with you for the baby deliveries the way an Elven man should be. You must have felt abandoned, Titi. Was it hard? Was it painful?"
"It wasn't as difficult as it would be for a Human woman since I do have the greater strength of an Elf. But it was a trifle hard."
"Titania," he warned, shaking her just a little in reproach. "I don't want the sanitized version. You know that, while I wasn'
Marital Arts Part 19 - The Daughter's RelevationBirdsong woke her up that morning. Titania stretched, feeling her husband's arm tighten around her, keeping her locked into the curve of his body. For the first time in eons, they had spooned each other throughout the night. Of course, it always left her neck sweaty and hair in more tangles than normal. But... it was nice to have him with her. Smiling at that thought, she snuggled back into Oberon's warmth, loving the feel of his body against hers before she realized that it was getting late. Carefully, she picked up his strong arm, moving it to the side.Marital Arts Part 19 - The Daughter's Relevation in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"One would think that you didn't like sleeping in my arms," Oberon's sleepy voice said, his arm reclaiming its place. "Come morning, you always seem to flee from my side as though I was some guilty secret you have."
She craned her neck to look back at him, mirth on her face. Reaching up a hand, she brushed back a few strands of his fair hair so that she could see his sleepy eyes better.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."
"I was mo
Marital Arts Part 20- The joy which became sadness"This must be the week of revelations," Lorelei said to Uriel as they were regarding a servant feeding the birds in the aviary, flutter of colourful wings and eager chirps filling the air. "First Ariel and Orkid and now THIS. Who would have thought that of Titania? The upright Queen of the Elves."Marital Arts Part 20- The joy which became sadness in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I would," Uriel replied solemnly, squeezing his wife's hand. "And not only because I might have gathered some intelligence regarding my mother's doabouts in Briton, but because I felt I had to ask her. I had to hear from her own mouth that it was not just an infatuation. That this Human truly meant something to her."
"And he died! What a terrible twist of faith."
"Yes However she would have outlived him nevertheless. With perhaps as long as 150 years. And seeing him age while staying young, that ought to have been even more heartbreaking."
"Was that his death, I mean the reason for her to return to Cloud, you think?" Lorelei asked.
"Partly, however I think she als
Marital Arts part 4 - The Secret of a QueenThe Elven Princess Ariel was sitting curled up in a coach by the window, hands folded over knees and looking out in the velvety dark stillness of the night, insomnia tormenting her as so many nights before. Ever since her divorce from Lord Eskiar had she been plagued by failed sleep. There had been few night she had slept fully trough, as a rule she fell asleep effortlessly in the evening, but most of the nights she tended to wake up just after midnight and then being unable to shut her eyes for real before the morning sun's first rays graced the treetops outside. She should be accustomed to this by now, she thought - nonetheless that was far from the case. She so wanted to find her blessed rest just like ordinary people did.††Marital Arts part 4 - The Secret of a Queen in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The window was slightly ajar, letting in the crisp and chilly nocturnal air and with it those small sounds which were significant for the dark hours. The white noise of crashing waves, which seemed more prominent during the night, the cicadas and the odd call of
Similar DifferencesSimilar Differences.Similar Differences in Free Verse More Like This
Accept and reject.
Choose and select.
Vote and elect.
Defile and suspect.
Genre and subject.
Gain and object.
Draft and perfect.
Nurture and neglect.
Locate and inject.
Wisdom and intellect.
Create and inspect.
Action and dialect.
Ambiguous and direct.
Receive and deflect.
Invade and infect.
Reflected InspectionReflected InspectionReflected Inspection in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Here I am again examining my disfigured figure in the mirror.
Fondling my fat wishing I could trim it down with a pair of scissors.
Relentlessly poking, prodding and picking at my face.
Leaving behind nothing but a black, coarse and scabby trace.
Furiously patting down my cheeks begging them to be smaller.
Standing on the edge of my toes willfully imagining that I am taller.
Folding my ears inwards commanding them to decrease in size.
Hysterically trying to find the beauty they said existed in my eyes.
Scrutinizing my nose using my hands to mould it into my desired shape.
Impatiently withdrawing my stomach to wonder how I would look if I lost some weight.
Slapping my overlapping thighs repeatedly, persuading them to become firmer.
Grasping the pair of scissors at my throat with the intent of committing my own murder.
Thinking to myself how can anyone ever find me remotely attractive?
And how can I ever expect myself to be regularly sexually active.
With me looking
Impulsive SpontaneityImpulsive Spontaneity.Impulsive Spontaneity in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Sometimes I have these random thoughts.
To live in the moment and don't care if I get caught.
Act out the first thing that comes to my mind.
And for no one to label me as out of my mind.
Just do something spontaneous like
Reattach my umbilical chord.
Devour a yoghurt with a medieval sword.
Play basket ball with a vegetable.
Explain to my doctor that his handwriting is legible.
Put a goldfish in my washing machine.
Break down in a gum clinic and cause a dramatic scene.
Confess my love to an actual feathery bird.
Raise my hand in an important meeting and not say a word.
Pour a bag of self raising flower on a bunch of small orphans.
Combine and flambé ice cream and baked beans in a sauce pan.
Plug in my Ipod head phones in to a golden delicious apple.
Locate and challenge Morgan Freeman to an official pokemon battle.
Take to the streets as a masked super villain.
Take out a pepperoni and cheese pizza from the oven without a mitten.
Change the language set
Why Do We Want What We Cant Have?Why Do We Want What We Cant Have?Why Do We Want What We Cant Have? in Free Verse More Like This
Is it in our nature to be constantly insatiable?
Or is it because the things we want are unattainable?
Maybe the things we already have are too readily available.
This is something I will never understand.
The things we desperately want are always high in demand.
Ironically they also always seem to be some sort of name brand.
What we don't have seems all the more desirable.
Although our reasons for wanting them in our heads seem justifiable
The reality of us actually obtaining these things are not entirely reliable.
So why bother with these materialistic dreams?
Is it a conniving ploy to make our lives worse than they seem?
Or do we need to want these items to boost our fluctuating self esteem?
If its out of our reach we want it more.
If its not on the shop floor we ask them to call other stores.
But after we get it we then find something new we now long for.
It's a vicious cycle of which we all get caught.
Its how we are raised and what we are uninten
Reality Verses The DreamReality Verses The Dream.Reality Verses The Dream in Free Verse More Like This
Above the confines of the earths atmosphere.
I am embraced by the luminous clouds.
With the stars in reaching distance.
Surrounded by the acoustics of the sea.
Accompanied by the alluring scents of nature.
Observing the planets that stand like monuments.
This is the place where my body wants to be.
These are the sights my eyes want to see.
This is place where my mind can be free.
This is the only place where I can truly be me.
Now back to reality.
And the self perpetuating insanity.
Constricted by the codes of a conscripted morality.
Living in a world that is drenched in disparity.
How will I ever be able to see any sort of clarity.
Below the discoloured and tarnished ceiling.
I am held captive by my dishevelled duvet.
With only material possessions at my grasp.
Surrounded by a hybrid of silence and vulgarity.
Accompanied by the foul scents of decay and pollution.
Observing a society that stand and act like naïve slaves.
This is the
UndefinedUndefined.Undefined in Free Verse More Like This
This message is confined to my draft folder.
Uniquely unrefined and unclassified.
Impulsively constructed and expressed.
Unedited and grammatically incoherent.
Disjointed and unintentionally unaligned.
An unorthodox colloquial format.
Where punctuation refuses to be punctual.
Too jagged to be placed in to a framework.
Too contrastive to be accepted.
Labelled as unintelligible and unprofessional.
Indefinitely definitive within its own right.
Distinctively and informally introduced.
Impossible to understand.
Wielded by the unconfident hand.
People fear what they cannot comprehend.
The established order is what they fearfully defend.
Because all what they once knew
Is coming to an end.
One Way ConversationOne Way Conversation.One Way Conversation in Free Verse More Like This
Why are you like this?
You're driving yourself to insanity.
I really don't know.
Its how I cope with this reality.
You shouldn't be this way.
It's a destructive mentality.
InsignificantInsignificant.Insignificant in Free Verse More Like This
As the souls of my feet connect with the pavement slabs.
My eyes become lost in to the dark vastness of the skies.
Suddenly my problems decrease in value and size.
I realise how insignificant I am in comparison.
How expendable and replaceable I am.
I don't matter
How much matter
The Super Hero DreamThe Super Hero Dream.The Super Hero Dream in Free Verse More Like This
Since I was young I've always had this reoccurring dream.
As immature and juvenile at it may seem.
I'd have this one fantasy
That me and my peers were apart of a heroic, super natural team.
We would serve and protect the world from impending doom.
But every morning I always end up waking up too soon.
I would stir and gaze around my marvel inspired room.
And attempt to
Move objects with just will of my mind.
Completely alter my anatomical design.
Teleport in and out of realties and dimensions.
Communicate with anyone via a telepathic connection.
Have an invulnerable metal emerge from my knuckles.
Tip the balance between the ageless good and evil struggle.
Soar above and around the skies like an aeroplane.
Have a romantic but dramatic relationship with my very own Mary Jane.
Have the technological advanced capabilities of a billionaire.
This would then enable me to have a untraceable, under water lair.
Catapult spheres of synthetic web from the pa
It Doesnt Fit MeIt Doesn't Fit Me.It Doesnt Fit Me in Free Verse More Like This
I don't feel comfortable in it.
I'm not sure if it's me.
There's a mark on mine.
Mine is about two sizes too big.
Why is mine so small?
This colour doesn't suit me at all.
I wish it were longer.
It doesn't fit me in the waist.
Why is there so much excess material?
Mines a bit loose on the hips.
I can't breathe in it.
It just doesn't feel right.
Who ever designed this is blind.
How am I supposed to get a date in this?
However this is one item you cannot return,
No matter how much money you earn.
It is the material you are born with,
So try not to detest or resist.
There is no twenty-eight day return policy.
You must learn to love the fabric you are in with honesty.
Accept the image that is reflected in the mirror.
And maybe then he or she will take you out to dinner.
bridges i cannot crossdear my non-existent daughter,bridges i cannot cross in Concrete Poetry More Like This
there would be so much i'd teach you.
love, hate, art, music, openness,
religion, cooking food, dressing yourself,
doing homework, how to write;
walk, crawl, run, laugh, smile, cry, scream ~
guiding you would be my ultimate dream.
at least i hope i would.
do you think i could? [would i be good at it?]
maybe with the help of your father;
considering he's done this before
i wonder often what you look like:
i. tall, short, cute, sweet, adorable, auburn?
when i'm alone in my roomI had this daydream sequence that swallowed all of my thinking processes and decision making. Yet another infamous imaginary conversation reigned over my mind and senses: you were there, snoozing lightly on my very own bed, waiting for me to come home from school. With those glorious silver eyes of yours closed, you didn't see me come in, kneel beside the bed and affectionately hang my arms around your shoulders. A small whimper of want slipped from my throat just as your eyes opened.when i'm alone in my room in Emotional More Like This
You turned to look at me with a sleepy warm smile and melting eyes; "Hey, hon."
I smiled back at you and whimpered again.
Your face lit up even more as you chuckled. "Why don't you come up here with me, babe?"
It was a very swift movement for me to end up in your arms on my bed, lying beside you. You held me in a tight and soft embrace, nibbling slowly on my neck with your expert lips and tongue. I kissed your shoulder and couldn't help but let go of a giggle. You drew your head back and looked at me for
persephonee v e r y o n e on this planet has something beautiful inside(or out) of them.persephone in Emotional More Like This
there are no exceptions.
that is one belief i refuse to let go of.
there has been this pattern of painting sparkles over everything, a mixture of 'that's what my dad said' jokes, a tasteful obsession with ties, man shirts and singing so many words in bedrooms and hallways. i just can't resist the idea of writing hushed giggles on a piece of a paper, and passing it to you under the desk, or whispering codewords of admiration to you from across the room.
pst. i wish i could replace every word that i sing with your name (that'd be a hit on the radio wouldn't it?)
in my mind, it was [approximately] two hundred and thirty six days ago i wrote this small puny speech about how my best day ever would go. i painted these sparkles and sang for you, but the truth was an eagle perched on my shoulder; its shadow-inducing wingspan over my head and its talons crushing my should
everything you do is beautifulthe first full day of summer and i promise you i'll be the only girl walking home under the muggy and hot sun and its extending rays of energized particles with a black t shirt, dark jeans, two shoes - one untied, one blue sock, one purple sock, a tasteful teal and black tie and two step by dave matthews humming some exotic lullabies in my ears. i've known the song for months, but each time i listen to it and sing along,everything you do is beautiful in Emotional More Like This
[it still proves the fact that i want to sing with you.]
the first full day of summer and i promise you i'll be the only girl thinking of: you, handsome and somewhere not here; how irresistably adorable you are; how my thoughts of you paint a watercolor picture, airbrushed with heavenly lavender, lilac, summer grass green, rosy red, and baby blue baked with a thin layer of pale golden hue; how every song i know is undergoing the same transformation through the focal point, and all o
i smell the butterflieswe talk of glorious weekends,i smell the butterflies in Concrete Poetry More Like This
and frivolous sleepovers with sparkles
dancing, sweet colors, and smiles
what they don't know is that we'll make it
c o m e to l i f e
almost as if a man died from heartache
[and had a dream]
then we used our own hands,
and guided him to the river
it's because of you me.
i named that man
where the chips fallwhere the chips fall in Letters More Like This
when you get a chance to look at this,
i w a n t
to be just like you....
all of my love,
your best friend<3
p.s. when's your birthday again?
puppets and stringsthese puppeteers and falling tearspuppets and strings in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
have taken a toll on me
these years and deep fears
have been controlling me.
these moments and heartbeats
are always racing through me
these masters are so sweet
reigning their power over me
like i'm a puppet
stuffed with insecurity, and some smarts
i'm like a puppet
a lost soul addicted to the arts
i'm like a puppet
except with a huge, throbbing heart
bet you didn't mean to stuff that in there, sir
just an accidental transfer
masters of strings, pushing and pulling on me
but it's these puppeteers that set me free
these expectations and eyes
are always looking at me
these hair colors and ties
had always been attractive to me
these puppeteers putting on a show
mending and bending under the lights
i'm overwrought more than you know
these masters have fooled me into thinking hanging from strings is the same thing as taking flight
but i'm just a puppet
i'm not going that far
because i'm just a puppet
hanging from the stars
wishing like a puppet
the man in the suitmy soul is robbed of me. i have no clothes, no food, no money; they left me nothing. nothing but my arms to wrap myself and hope to hide - not my breasts, pubic hair, or thighs - but the cuts and bruises all over me from the world. it seemed to be a useless effort since it was dark and rainy down this alley, and my whole entire pale body was painted with purple and blue anyways.the man in the suit in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i clenched my eyes shut, wondering if they actually wrenched my heart from between my lungs, raped that too, and rammed it back into my chest and leave me to die. whatever was left of it began to race with icy fear when i heard footsteps coming from around the corner. it was pouring rain, why would someone with that kind of sound attached to their shoes be walking in the rain? it was that sound of shoes that screamed authority with each rhymthmic step, and that authority was stomping my way.
i attempted to slumber to my knees and hide away in the unforgiving shadows, but the footsteps stopped, and so did my bre
i want it back nowbecause damn it i can.i want it back now in Emotional More Like This
i smiled today, and for once it wasn't because of you.
my care meter has run about empty for you and that sunny annoying lucky bit-
believe it or not, i've had the guts to look deep in my heart and say that:
there is someone out there in this world.
someone out there that i know will love me.
it's almost like you...
except for all the fucking misery.
maybe he'll bring me flowers just because.
because he'll have two beautiful physical hands
that i can hold whenever i feel scared or alone;
those two hands will be attached to two arms,
who knows? maybe he can carry me home.
Leaving the Day BehindLeaving the Day Behind in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
leave the day behind
to a night of peaceful sleep
stars will bless your dreams
A Lucky SnackMark was out of the house's front door before dawn broke across the horizon. He followed the steadily brightening light of the rising sun to the east, carrying only the clothes on his back and the small sack in which he had packed food and water for a single night and a small flashlight.A Lucky Snack in Profiles More Like This
The boy, barely sixteen years old, had once lived a happy life with his family. His mother and father, for the first fourteen years of his life, had raised and cared for him as any loving parents should. But then tragedy struck as war started up again in the Middle East. Both of his parents were called into the fray, donning the camouflage of the American Military and flying overseas.
The teenager had lived with his aunt and uncle for about a year, continually receiving letters from his parents wishing him well and telling him how well the war was going. But then, one day, the letters stopped.
A military officer arrived a few days later, regretfully informing the stunned boy that his parents had both f
I Love you, Sterling BladeI Love you, Sterling Blade in Profiles More Like This
(Part 49 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
An unnervingly sincere grin broke across Sterling's face as he turned again to face Death. All human resemblance had escaped the knight; his very flesh had melted away into a vapor-like substance that constantly shifted, writhing like a building storm. Every few seconds lightning, from the depths of Sterling's new body, would crackle, illuminating the wickedly bright smile that broke through the darkness of the swordsman's body.
A hand rose towards the heavens and, from the clouds above, a thunderbolt snapped down to strike the boy's palm. Almost like a trained pet the electricity coursed along his arm, coiling around his body as though it were some magical snake.
"What's wrong?" he purred, his brilliant golden eyes the only finite feature of his face locking with Death's own and holding the horseman's gaze with unfathomable strength.
"A chaos form " the pale dragon mused, though his voice seeme
AuroraKevin panted heavily, planting his feet on the stone floor and his back against the counter’s marble base. His mind reeled trying to formulate, trying to plan. But there was no conscious thought, no master formula or elevated state of mind. There was just fear: bare, blind, and absolute.Aurora in Profiles More Like This
A shadow passed over him – an outline human in shape, but that originated from a creature anything but human in origin. As best as he could Kevin sucked in his breath, trying not to make any unnecessary noise or motion. His muscles cried out for oxygen but he ignored them, focusing instead on the graceful movements of his pursuer.
“Where are you, little human?” a woman’s voice called, its echoes bouncing off the cavern’s walls so that it seemed to be coming at him from all sides at once. “I know you’re in here – I can practically feel your heart beating. Exhilarating, isn’t it? The thrill of that chase! It’s unlike anything else!
Icy FangsIt was an unremarkable, unabridged stretch of woodlands. It made for a very boring map – and thus made for a very irritated mapmaker.Icy Fangs in Settings More Like This
And it made for a very dysfunctional and altogether unnecessary project as a whole. Timothy was well aware that, like every inch of his sketchpad before it, every inch that remained would hold a single and unwavering pattern: the hatched lines that marked an unbroken forest.
And yet the Lord of Stonebridge had been insistent on the map’s creation. He declared he was “blind outside of the walls” more than once as he was making the commission – almost as if he was expecting some sort of attack. And his suspicion and insistence coalesced not only into a long-term project on Timothy’s behalf, but also one that was to be drawn out across the earliest and coldest months of the year.
But while the job wasn’t necessarily ideal, it was also necessary. Timothy had spent his childhood under the tutelage of a local scribe, h
Prowling the DesertProwling the Desert in Settings More Like This
Fighting in the desert had become a brutish, primitive thing. Each blow was haphazard, sloppy, hacking motion with whatever weapon fit the wielder’s hand; and each encounter was a squabble won only through sheer strength and dumb luck.
The four brigands had seen such a scene played out time and time again, surviving through the two qualities that attributed to their immeasurable prowess. Yet when the lone thin form slipped over the dune and skid down to their camp they saw something different – a danger alien in every way, like a poisonous insect or venomous serpent.
The individual didn’t seem human – he was too slender, too agile. The pointed ears tucked beneath his hood hinted at an elven heritage; though, perfect in nearly every way, they were merely confirmation of an obvious suspicion.
But his complexion alone was not the only thing that rang of perfection. Before his feet left the sand his hands were on the move, twisting beneath his cloak to pull a pair o
A Thousand Blades“You really like living life on the edge, don’t you?” Ebony asked. She flicked a long strand of hair – one of the same color as her namesake – out of her eyes, letting their mystical green depths catch and hold Strider’s own.A Thousand Blades in Settings More Like This
She had a way of speaking that was wholly unique – inflections and mannerisms she alone seemed capable of producing. Yet individually they were impossible to pinpoint, flowing eloquently in amongst her speech like silvery fish in a river’s current.
And those currents carried so much with each syllable: ease, anxiety, calm, danger, playfulness, sternness, happiness, and somberness were only the tip of the spectrum. They were those emotions and feelings pulled directly from her soul – and those mirrored in Strider’s own.
“We’ve been having our little chats for what… six months now?” she pressed, sliding forward to place a single finger on the man’s chest. He gulped and cringed
From the SeaNight had fallen on the town of Everswell, drawing a veil of peppered starlight from horizon to horizon. For Bernard, watching the sun’s steady retreat from the tavern window, it marked a casual time of day: a pleasant lull between work and sleep in which, it seemed, he could determine the path of his own life.From the Sea in Profiles More Like This
The man’s countenance certainly reflected his mindset. Despite the rigors of social protocol placed on the wealthy elite, the modest nobleman adopted a tired but happy slump – an unmistakable lean in his otherwise perfect posture donned only in times of blissful relaxation.
And while his nightly routine of alcohol and silent thought began as it typically did, it did not remain on its uninterrupted course. Gradually, as the minutes ticked away beneath the black sky, there came a growing sense of foreboding – a notion that, from somewhere nearby, Bernard was being watched.
After what must have been a quarter of an hour he finally broke his stoic calm to sca
StrandedSince my dad's brother was a kid he always wanted one thing: a yacht. He had spent his days painting yachts in art classes, reading "How To" books on driving them, and even got a career selling them. So, of course, when he won a descent sum of money in the Florida lottery, only one thing crossed his mind: buy a yacht.Stranded in Profiles More Like This
He was incredibly proud of his purchase. Friends went out on joy rides nearly every day (taking up a large portion of the remaining winnings in gas) and more than one yacht club in the Keys received a new member. After several days, however, my uncle remembered me.
I had always liked the ocean not necessarily yachts in particular or even boats, but the sea had always seemed to call to me. When I was several years younger (still in grade school) my Uncle and I would sit on the porch of my grandmother's house during Thanksgiving and Christmas and just gaze out at the great blue carpet, constantly shifting with the turn of the tides. We shared that in common, even whe
Within the Irish Sky"They did it they actually did it!" Phillip muttered to himself as he stepped from the plane's doorway. The burst of brisk air hit him like the breath of a merciful goddess, dispelling any doubts in his mind that this wonderful trip had been a dream.Within the Irish Sky in Profiles More Like This
The airport passed by the eager youth in a blur. Languages and people from around the globe seemed to assault him from every direction as he pushed his way through the lines and crowds, gathering his belongings before making his way into the parking lot.
He was almost too excited to remember his paperwork as he approached the car-rentals, hastily signing a contract he barely read before climbing into a small sedan. The red vehicle's engines revved up as the teenager swerved out of the dealership, putting the airport far behind him.
It took Phillip mere minutes to make it out of the city. Before he knew it he was driving along a massive cliff face, his eyes drifting from the road to the beach far below to the horizon in the distance.
The Ice Dragon in the DesertThe truck was still visible far to the east, its rumble breaking across the massive expanse of empty sand from just beneath the rising sun. Phil watched it go as he dabbed at his bleeding lip with the hem of his shirt, a snarl still splayed across his face.The Ice Dragon in the Desert in Profiles More Like This
It was not until the distant marauders were far beyond the reach of his eyes before the youth moved, rising from where he knelt among the tan specks of earth to dust a few determined grains from his jeans. He once again dabbed at his lips to find, much to his satisfaction, that the wound had closed.
The immediate worry overcome Phil surveyed his options, his mind tumbling through a series of possibilities. It emerged from the maelstrom of contemplation with two suggestions:
First the boy considered heading east, pursuing the truck owned by his kidnappers. He had been taken from his tour group by the men, left stranded in the desert as punishment for offering resistance. Though blindfolded he knew well that the lawless bunch would no
Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 16Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kiku invited you to Japan for the Hanabi Matsuri or the Fireworks Festival. He was pleased with the progress he was making, and wanted to show off to more developed countries, though he would never say that.
He came to fetch you in a newly constructed ship, which you would be on for a while, Japan was quite far away. You met him at the docks, and he surprised you with gifts for you and your family. He tells you the garments are called 'Kimono' and 'Yukata' you stumble slightly over the pronunciation the first time, but managed to say it perfectly the next. The red kimono patterned with light pink cherry blossoms with gold highlights he gave to fitted perfectly. Arthur presented you with an elegant pink flower clip. It matched so perfectly that you wondered if he and Kiku had planned it.
Arthur wore a dark green Yukata, patterned with forest leaves, he felt uncomfortable so he let his chest be exposed. There were also some shoes, wooden slippers, worn with socks. At first it was quite d
Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 5Punk!America X Model!Reader: Professionals 5 in Romance More Like This
You don't know yourself why you kissed his cheek after saying 'Goodnight' because he was sleeping so cute? Good thing he was asleep that time or else he might think it was an "invitation"
That perverted man... So, the morning had come. Alfred unbelievably woke up first. For him, his day was already completed because you were the first person he saw in the morning, he wished it'll be like this forever. This time, without you knowing it, he kissed you ON THE LIPS. Yes, he did that a lot of time during photo shoots but that kiss had lots of feelings in it. Alfred went out of the bed to get ready. He took his shower, put on his usual clothes and waited for you to wake up. Alfred was just watching you sleep the whole time, staring that cute sleeping face of yours, he even didn't wanted to blink because he might miss that adorable scenery in front of him.
'Finally...?' Alfred thought.
"... Al...?" you sat up as you yawned.
Somehow, it made him happy because it was hi
Pirate!England X Princess!Reader: Mr. Simple III(Morning)Pirate!England X Princess!Reader: Mr. Simple III in Romance More Like This
The bright sun woke you up, you found yourself sleeping on the pirate's chest.
'Oh shit!' you noticed that your clothes changed and Arthur was shirtless. YOU WERE WEARING HIS SHIRT.
'Where's my clothes?!?!' you panicked, looking for your clothes. You found them on the floor.
'Why in hell are my clothes on the floor...?' you thought.
Arthur woke up too, he hair was so messy.
"Good morning, love..." he yawned.
"Good morning my ass!!!" you growled.
"Woah?" was his reaction.
"Answer me, Kirkland. Why am I ONLY wearing this long white shirt?!"
"Oh~?" he stood up from the bed and pinned you against the wall.
"So you don't remember eh~?"
"What do you mean?!"
"We had fun last night~" he whispered in your ear.
"Fun?! I don't remember..." you mumbled. "...Tell me... you're joking right...?"
"Want me to prove it?" he ripped your shirt, slightly revealing your body.
"Look, see the bru
England X Reader: Hot SummerEngland X Reader: Hot Summer in Romance More Like This
"Ugh... So hot... Is it the end of the world...?" you asked yourself while wipping your sweats.
It was summer vacation and you don't have anything to do.
"Eating icecream is useless... Opening the air conditioner is also useless, I want to go
the beach but i don't have a car... " you sighed deeply. In the middle of melting, your phone suddenly rung, your long time crush was calling you.
"Hey __, Are you doing something?" he asked.
"Yeah, Watching the sky melt down"
He giggled "So... Nothing?"
"Can you come at my house?"
"Sure but why?"
"Uhh... I put a inflatable pool at my yard so... I want you to join me..."
"A-alright..." you replied shyly. After hanging your phone off, you panicked. Saying "Oh my gosh!" and thinking if Arthur was asking you out.
"Arthur! I'm here!" you called as you knock at the door. He was soaking wet.
"Sorry for calling you all of a sudden, I feel so bored here..." he said.
"No prob, I'm also bored" you
Detective!England X Mommy!Reader:Kirkland Family17Detective!England X Mommy!Reader:Kirkland Family17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One month later, you were utterly confused. You had been receiving anonymous love letters, all very sweet and poetic accompanied by bouquets of fresh red roses with an intoxicating sent. Today when you went to check the mailbox, you almost tripped because of the roses littering your path. At first you had thought the roses were from Francis; he had assured you they weren't.
The kids were at Yao's house as usual, playing with Yong soo. You and Arthur both had the day off, for once you had an opportunity to spend time together without Alfred and Matthew.
You had told Arthur how confused you were, and he told you he would help you work out who it was. He said that people like Franklin Blake, Sherlock and Lord Peter Wimsey had been his personal friends, and he had picked up a few detective skills.
Arthur was dressed in a stereotypical cheesy Hollywood detective outfit.
"First, what day did these start to arrive?" he asked while walking around and gesturing to all the roses that lay about.
Teacher!England X Reader: Valentines DayYour day can't be completed without him. Ever since the day you tranferred in this school, At first glance, you fell inlove at this young professor, Arthur Kirkland. There's so many beautiful women scattered in this school that discouraged you, so you thought it's imposibble to get noticed by Arthur. You heard that he has the same age as you, he became a professor because he was ranked as the "Highest Intelligence" when he was 2 years old.Teacher!England X Reader: Valentines Day in Romance More Like This
Today is Valentine's Day, as you expected, Arthur will be buried by chocolates which truly happened and the most shocking is, he didn't accepted any of them and left a obvious excuse, he said he is on a diet...
You are planning to give him a teddy bear which you sewed by yourself instead of chocolates but you didn't have enough courage to give it to him.
Class finally ended, the girls of your class left to search for Arthur while you are still sitting on your chair with your bestfriend, Francis. He received a lot of chocolates today too!
"If you're n
Senpai!England X Reader:Definitely My First Love14Senpai!England X Reader:Definitely My First Love14 in Romance More Like This
'I don't want to see him for now... But why? I love him right? Those times I only thought of him as a brother... ' Not sure about your feelings now. Sitting on this two-story window, watching the sparkling blue sea out there. Here in a different country, away from your homeland, away from your beloved one. At a situation like this, Arthur should be calling you. Yet, he didn't. It was been 2 days since you left. Had he found another girl? If he did, you thought it's partly your fault.
'How can I say this to my brother? I'm such an idiot...' you hugged your legs, wanted to cry but tears feeling that they don't wanted to come out. The weather here is pretty good, especially studying at the table on the two-story deck. 'Wow... He really won't leave my mind... He acrosses everytime! C'mon! I need to study! Get out!' you battled with your mind but failed. Blame the stupid British if you failed the examination.
"But really... I'm such a stupid for leaving so suddenly..
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You're walking along the bridge while listening to music, then a few men approached to you
"Hello there miss, want to have some fun with us?" the drunk man said, to be honest you heard him but you just ignore him and continue walking, then the man suddenly grab your wrist
"Let me go!" you growled
"You're a feisty one, huh?" said the man
"Let go of me, you perverted old man!"
When you're finally got freed from his grip, you fall from the bridge, your eyes widened and gasped at the same time
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The day after the party, Mathias delivered you a letter. It was odd, it's color was black and what was that...? Blood? The letters were written in human blood. There was no written there where did that came from. It says, "Ti Amo" in big letters.
"Princess? what does it says?" Mathias asked.
"... Nothing. You can leave now." you leaned at your chair again and sighed deeply.
"Yeah, sure." He looked at you for a while and exited your office. Mathias was completely uncomfortable that time. He doesn't have work today, he laid on his bed, been changing positions. He wanted to sleep but your face when you opened the letter kept bugging him.
"She won't tell me a thing... Why?"
On the other hand, you, who was currently at the backyard, burning the paper. 'Why am I scared?'
"... Oh Ivan." you spun around.
"Burning papers can harm the air you know?"
"Sorry, I'll keep that in mind." you stomped at the small fire beneath you and ran away. Yo
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You were at your apartment, reading your schedule with glasses on while drinking a cappuccino coffee. It had 14 photoshoots straight, no gaps. It was been 2 years working with another professional model living just at the next door, He's Alfred F. Jones, a punk. At first, you had a hard time getting along with him but since he was on the next door, you became close and also because you work with him as models. You both are very popular because of you two's good look and kind to others not like the other Actors and Actresses. Three minutes left till your next photoshoot. This time it'll be on New York, you heard from Alfred that there'll be a male model you two will work with, you asked him who is it but he told you you'll meet him once you got there. That person is also a Jones. A close friend but not a relative.
"__! Let's go!" Alfred shouted behind your door.
"W-Wait!" you responded. You quickly ran at the sink to place your coffee and grabbed your red bag after
Elle and Mias: Chapter 16Some force in the cosmos must have been off kilter that morning because Mias suddenly became civil company. During breakfast they had a pleasant conversation about the meal and the magic used to make it. Similar to the housekeeping spell, an enchantment was cast to read over recipes and then prepare the dish accordingly. The time of day and what ingredients there were in stock determined what recipes would be on the menu and each day the recipes were switched to add the spice of variety.Elle and Mias: Chapter 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elle honestly found the whole system fascinating. The way Mias described the spell was by no means the result of a simple wave of a wand. It was a process that reminded Elle of how a computer program functioned: a detailed chain of possibilities woven into the system set to execute commands at the user's will. No wonder Elle hadn't encountered other sorcerers of Mias' level; they were as unique in this world as people like Bill Gates were in hers.
After breakfast, Elle returned to her room where she ba
Elle and Mias: Chapter 3The clear morning transitioned into a cloudy grey afternoon with a chill wind that held a distant promise of rain. Elle sat in a chair looking out the window, her thoughts focused on just how she should make her escape. While it would be in her advantage to wait until nightfall, she didn't know these lands and not being able to see properly would surely get her lost.Elle and Mias: Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Instead, she'd wait until it started raining so any tracks she made would be washed away. She'd repel down the side of the building using the bed sheets tied together and then run as fast as she could away from this place. Not an entirely complicated plan, but simplicity often proved to be far more useful. Now all Elle needed was nature's cooperation.
"Elle," she heard from outside her door before it opened and Mias leaned his head in. "Might you be interested in a tour of my lovely abode?"
"Come now, staring out a window for hours on end is hardly entertaining." He strode into the room and approached her side. "Avoi
Elle and Mias: PrologueIt was dusk when Elle finally got off work and was heading home. Her legs ached, but she walked steadily, motivated by thoughts of soaking in the bath and then curling up in bed with a good book.Elle and Mias: Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Within a few blocks of her apartment, uneasiness began creeping up upon her. It felt like she was being watched. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up despite the warm night air. While only half convinced her mind was tired, she quickened her pace anyway.
The faster she walked, the more the street lights illuminating her path seemed to flicker. Then all at once they darkened completely. The moon's soft blue glow took over casting shadows over the street as Elle broke into a run. Soon though, even the moon was overtaken by a passing dark cloud and she found herself running in darkness.
Suddenly her legs felt as if she were trying to run through water. Though she poured all her strength into trying to move her legs, they barely responded to her mind's urgent need to flee. The sensation craw
Elle and Mias: Chapter 10Elle was trembling as she watched the scene before her unfurl. She had no idea what to do. She believed Mias deserved a good wallop and a stint in prison, but not death. The uncharacteristic expression of pain and torment didn't suit the dark featured man at all.Elle and Mias: Chapter 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh God, please stop this," she said in a whisper. Mias' death would mean she'd be trapped in this world for the rest of her life. Even if she ran away, she could cling to the hope that she might one day see the streets of her home town again and the faces of her family. If he died, so did her hope.
"The title of head of the family is mine Mathias!" Elias declared as he raised his dagger.
Mias glared at him, refusing to bow his head in acceptance to this fate. He refused to be murdered in such an ugly manner. But what could he do? His entire right side was paralyzed and his left wasn't feeling much better. He could barely move or summon the strength to cast a spell. He was losing blood too quickly to think clearly. For the fir
Elle and Mias: Chapter 5Elle was amazed how fast her legs were still willing to carry her. Her lungs once again were on fire as she ran without controlling her breathing. She ran in a nearly straight line, every once in a while having to weave around a tree or jump over a bush. She contemplated stopping and hiding, knowing very well Mias would catch her if the brothers were unsuccessful in detouring him. For as much faith as she placed in them, she wasn't about to underestimate Mias' abilities.Elle and Mias: Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She slowed her pace as she scoured the trees for one that looked easy enough to climb and hide herself in. She was grateful the clothes Abernos had given her blended in well with the foliage. She finally spied a tree with a low lying branch and she latched onto it, walking her legs up the trunk until she could wrap them over another branch and pull herself up. She climbed up a few yards, enough to be out of sight, but enough to keep in sight what was on the forest floor.
She didn't need to wait long to hear the thunder
Elle and Mias: Chapter 12"Lord Elias, I must insist that you cease this," Duncan said while watching his master practice his knife handling techniques on a most unfortunate tree. "Your wound may reopen "Elle and Mias: Chapter 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elias paid no attention to Duncan's warnings. He whittled away at the tree trunk until the boughs couldn't take it anymore. The trunk snapped and fell to the ground, defeated. Elias grinned while panting heavily, the bandages wrapped around his abdomen slowly turning red across his gut. He grit his teeth in pain and fell over, holding his injured stomach.
"Lord Elias," Duncan knelt at his side and moved Elias' hands to tend to him. "Please sir, there's no need to force yourself."
"He's not dead! I can feel it! I failed to kill that bastard!" Elias panted as his dark eyes stared into the deep abyss of Duncan's. "I won't rest until I've burnt and pissed on his corpse!"
"Yes sir, but if I may speak honestly, you have no hope of killing him if you're half dead yourself."
"Don't mock me you blood sucker!"
Elle and Mias: Chapter 14The moment Mias and Elle entered their quaint little room in the local inn, the sorcerer's confident demeanor fell and he stumbled over to the bed and collapsed on top of it. He was breathing heavily and holding his shoulder. Pain surged through his entire body, the effects of the pain relief medicine he took earlier that evening were wearing off and he couldn't bear to maintain his smug composure.Elle and Mias: Chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elle folded her arms across her chest and sighed. She had predicted he'd once again do something reckless to save his pride, but this was so plainly idiotic that Elle questioned his sanity. Still, it wouldn't sit well with her if she let him suffer, no matter how much a part of her desired it.
Mias' fingers fumbled with a vial he pulled out of his robes. He uncorked the tube and downed the contents eagerly, despite the bitter taste of the medicine. He wiped the excess fluid from his lips and rolled onto his back. He took control of his breathing and within a few minutes the pain soothed away
Elle and Mias: Chapter 1Elle felt her body being pulled swiftly through nothingness by an unseen force. Still unable to scream, the only sound she heard was her own heart beating wildly. A blast of air halted the pulling sensation and before she knew it, her bottom came to rest on something soft.Elle and Mias: Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The veil of blackness lifted as her surrounding came into focus. She looked down to find herself seated on the edge of a king sized mattress complete with a four post bed frame, canopy, and matching curtains. Several large pillows lay in front of the headboard and gladly welcomed Elle's spinning head as she collapsed backward.
To the right side of the bed was a white marble table adorned with a decorative vase filled with fresh roses. She could tell they had only recently been picked from the sweet scent they wafted into the room. It was a welcoming and calming scent that soothed her jumbled mind.
To the left was a large window that let it bright starlight and moonlight alike. The sky itself was a velvety dark blue a
Elle and Mias: Chapter 2Hours passed. The stars faded into the sky quietly, allowing the first rays of the dawn sun to creep over the hills. Birds began their morning song and fluttered through the gardens below Elle's open window.Elle and Mias: Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The honey blond lay awake in bed, her eyes staring dully at the canopy. Sleep had come and gone numerous times, teasing her tired mind and body. She felt heavy as she lay listening to the awakening day, her clothes clinging to her form due to perspiration. She longed for a bath and a change of underwear, but did not yet have the strength to get up to seek them. Languidly, she raised a hand up over her eyes and sighed. She realized she was hungry as well.
Knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep on an empty stomach, she forced herself upright and slowly slid her legs off the side of the bed. She pushed herself to her feet and decided to investigate the contents of the wardrobe. Elle opened the door and had her eyes awakened by bright, richly colored dresses in materials of both silk an
Elle and Mias: Chapter 11The halls of Mias' manor glistened as rays of sunlight shown in through the windows. The trail of blood that lead up to his room and been scrubbed away, including the stains on the carpet as well. Everyone's dirty clothes had been picked up from the floor, washed, and each placed near their respective owners, excluding Mias because Elle and the stag brothers both felt they had all done enough for the evening.Elle and Mias: Chapter 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Abernos and Elle were curled up in an arm chair together near Mias' bedside. Elle had changed into a light blue nightgown she found at the bottom of her trunk after the two had washed up. They tried to take shifts monitoring Mias, but sleep proved too tempting to resist, especially when the two found the other very comfortable to rest against.
Elle groaned slightly and yawned before she opened her eyes. Abernos was still fast asleep and snoring lightly, with his arms wrapped snugly around her waist. Elle smiled and kissed his cheek, causing the young stag to smile in his sleep and