The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)Distinguished. Proper. Neat and tidy.The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
That was how you were known at school. Little did they know......
You smiled, humming along to your earphones. You listened to a wide variety of things, ranging from old rock music to K- and J-pop. At the moment though you were infatuated with punk music. In fact you liked it so much you'd even started to dress that way.
You really liked the dress-style, it looked cool and rather good on you. Only thing was, you had no idea what your friends' reaction would be. Or anyone's reaction for that matter. Especially.....
So you'd taken to wearing your new clothes whenever you came home. Parading about in them, you sang loudly to yourself, a cheeky smile adorning your face.
The clouds, plants and birds were your only audience at this point, you didn't think you'd ever seriously sing in front of anyone else. Or so you thought anyway.
Contrary to your beliefs someone was spying on you, well, rather listening to your singing. He himself was quite notoriously
Forever (LatviaXReader)You were in distress at the moment, searching high and low for your small friend. As Raivis really was quite small compared to the other boys he often got picked on and you simply couldn’t have that! You always managed to scare away the bullies by kicking their shins and growling at them.Forever (LatviaXReader) in Romance More Like This
And whilst that sort of thing works at primary school it starts losing its effectiveness at high school. Because the boys got taller than you regrettably. But that didn’t stop you from protecting your friend.
“Rai!” You called, skidding around the corner. A hiss escaped your lips as you saw the brunette on the floor, his stomach being brutally kicked. You advanced towards the group of louts. “Stop it. Now.”
Every word you said was made more menacing as you cracked your knuckles. The punks raised their eyebrows and sauntered over to you. “Does the big girl want to play?” They took hold of your wrist bringing it above your head.
“I think she does.
Coming home (IcelandXReader)You sighed heavily, staring out of the train window. The whiteness that covered the land was stunningly beautiful and yet it was annoying you to no end. Because of the snow, your train had been heavily delayed. As such, you couldn’t meet your Iceland boyfriend at the time you’d said. Even though you’d texted him to tell him to get somewhere warm whilst he waited for you, he’d refused.Coming home (IcelandXReader) in Romance More Like This
At first you’d told him just to go home without you and you’d get home somehow. He’d adamantly told you ‘no’ as ‘it was his job to get you home safely’. And now he was even waiting for you on the platform!
He said he didn’t want to chance missing you in any way. Agitatedly, you chewed on your lip. The book you’d bought was lying open on your lap, but you could scarcely concentrate on it, as entertaining as The Hobbit was. You were just too worked up and worried about Emil.
Then again, maybe it hadn’t been a good idea to dr
Not just a fan pt 2/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader)You smiled, playing with your fingers as you listened yet again to the reruns of Feliciano’s show. This particular one was about how he tried to learn how to dance, though his Japanese friend wasn’t that great of choice to be his dance-partner.Not just a fan pt 2/2 (ComedianItalyXBlindReader) in Romance More Like This
Humming along to Feli’s singing you wondered what it’d be like to dance. Well for that, you supposed, I’d have to be able to see. Or have someone I could trust no matter what.
“Bella!” You perked up and beamed as Feliciano’s footsteps entered the room. “How’ve you been bella?” His voice came closer to you when he hugged you tightly, smiling when you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Better now that you’re here!” You chirped, grinning at him. He smiled back and chuckled sheepishly as he heard himself talk on the radio again. “You’re listening to this old stuff again?”
Nodding vigorously, you giggled. “Of course! Also this one is good. The
Celebrating life (NetherlandsXReader)You sighed, swigging the rest of your drink and setting the empty glass back on the shiny counter. After handing over a fiver for your beverage, you turned and made your disappointed way to the exit.Celebrating life (NetherlandsXReader) in Romance More Like This
Another night, a stiffer drink. Sadly your life had little to offer besides work and hangovers, which left you feeling cold and lonely.
You walked as if in a daze, a loud smack echoing in your dull ears, followed by a thud and the sensation of hitting the ground.
Blinking, you realised someone was on top of you. He winced and his green eyes pierced yours. "Well hi there." He said, accompanied by a wiggle of his eyebrows. "I can't believe you're still flirting! That's the reason you're on the floor, Dutchy!"
The man on your stomach growled, sighing as he sat up. He sat cross-legged on the floor as he scratched his neck. "Look I get the idea. Can't we just forgive and forget?" He asked jovially.
His blond hair was very spiked up you noted, along with the blush on his cheeks. Jup,
Rebel Rebel (TurkeyXReader)You hummed to yourself as you wiped down one of the tables in the food hall. As you were a volunteer you had to pretty much do as you were told, but you were acquainted with one of the main organisers, you did have a bit of a say in things.Rebel Rebel (TurkeyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Adnan! Put some light into it!” You called at the teen who glowered at you. You were about the same age, and that put him off even more when he had to take orders from you. Growling, he rolled his sleeves up a bit more, his hood still covering most of his face.
He was one of the problem kids you’d met and unfortunately you’d been chosen as his supervisor. Which meant you had to stick with him most of the time. Sadik thought you to be a nuisance at first, but soon realised that you had no choice in the matter.
Slowly he was warming up to you, it was hard not to. He was a teenage boy after all and he couldn’t really complain when a pretty girl hung around him. In fact, at times, the two of you had really quite good conve
A football shirt (SH series)A football shirt (SH series) in Romance More Like This
.... a red football shirt. Picking it up, you turned it over to see the name. Fernández Carriedo huh? You thought, recalling that name from somewhere. But where..... Then it hit you. The star football player! Of course!
Well, there was no way you were putting that shirt down now! You clung to it, grinning widely. You didn't even know why you hadn't immediately recognized that name, I mean, he was only one of the best football players at the moment, not to mention he was incredible handsome and charismatic.
That's what the cameras showed you anyway, who knows? You pondered, maybe he's an arrogant, antisocial bastard most of the time and he puts on a smile, an adorable one at that in front of everyone.
Whilst you mused on this food for thought, you skimmed the rest of the tables. Conclusion, nothing interesting there. So you proceeded to the counter and bought the shirt eagerly. Even the cashier shot you a look of pure jealousy.
Grinning widely you skipped to t
A stuffed chick (SH series)A stuffed chick (SH series) in Romance More Like This
... an adorable stuffed chick. You ran over to it and pounced on it. Good lord it was adorable! You snuggled into it, grinning like a moron. When you held it up, a piece of cloth around it unfolded and you saw it was a black and white flag tied round the neck of the chick.
Aww, it looked like it had a cape! That settles it! You clung onto the stuffed animal as if your life depended on it for the rest of the time. You didn't find anything else though so you bounced over to the counter and paid for it.
You hugged it as you walked towards the exit when a guy stopped in front of you. He was doubled over and out of breath, so you wondered if he was okay. "Hey are you alright?" You touched his shoulder lightly.
He immediately straightened up with flair and struck a pose. "Of course I'm alright! I'm too awesome not to be!" "Erm okay..."
"Anyways fraulein, zhat bird of yours, vell I vant it back." You clutched it closer to you. "Why?! It's mine!" He sighed. "Look, I didn't mean for it to go on
Left up to you (Bookshop owner JapanXReader)The tiny sound of the bell ringing filled the silence. You stepped through the grimy door, your eyes widening at the cornucopia of books that stretched across the room. Stacks of books were in each and every corner of the little shop, tables overflowing with them. Shelves went all the up to the ceiling, books of all shapes and sizes adorning them.Left up to you (Bookshop owner JapanXReader) in Romance More Like This
This was the sort of place you were looking for, the quiet type of paradise that until now had eluded you. Except, the place was filthy.
Dust cloaked the wooden shelves, hell even the air was thick with it. You had to watch your feet carefully, to make sure your nose wouldn't meet the floor anytime soon.
"Hello?" You said, scanning the room for a sentient life form. "Hello? Is there anyone here?" Your voice got louder as you tried again. After managing to stumble closer to the only table with a cash machine, you rang the bell that was settled on the desk.
A groan emitted from behind the doorway, which was covered by strands of fabric, in an a
Teach me the tune! (EnglandXCellist Reader)Just something that popped in my head as I was practicing outside on cello-camp, if only something like this really happened!Teach me the tune! (EnglandXCellist Reader) in Romance More Like This
Please enjoy and I always love to know what you think, so please leave a comment to tell me your thoughts if you can!
You were having a bad day to say the least. Scratch that you hadn't felt this bad since you'd caught the flu last winter. Not that you were sick or anything, in fact, physically you were absolutely fine. It was just this piece.
No matter what you did, how you played it, it always sounded wrong. And the most frustrating thing? It was so much easier and simpler than almost all the other things you'd ever played.
Sighing, you lay your cello down on the dirty tiles and inspected the little hut sort of thing you were playing in. The house you were staying in was a small chateau, deep in the woods. Your cello teacher had invited you to come to it for a week, during which you would toughen your fingers and your bonds with the other cellists.
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:Immortal Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me think
Of how everything could fade, before my eyes can blink
I remember when you first brought me this butterfly
You said you plucked it right out of the sky
Did you know it was the first thing that made me smile?
I'll tell you that story, so let me rest awhile...
I love...this little butterfly
It gave me dreams...of a beautiful sky
Although it was somethi
Overcome your Writer's BlockOvercome your Writer's Block:Overcome your Writer's Block in Free Verse More Like This
If you want to deal with writer's block
the plan is simple, tickty-tock
Give in to madness, go insane
search for words in the midst of rain
When you hit the wall on its painted face
with your fingers and knees you'll find a trace
The secret passage that will lead you through
or perhaps you might be eaten by a grue...
Back to the rhymes that I use to explain
If you try to go forward it will be in vain
So try a new direction, upward or down
Left or right maybe Charlie Brown?
There are no limits except in your mind
Now do a google search and what do you find?
A pond of ideas now stagnant and brown
I threw in Jay Sean and he went down down down
But I digress and let me wind back
If you focus on the dot then the screen will turn black
and a screamer pops out, you've had a really good fright
are my metaphors putting up a really good fight?
Let me put it simply, in english plain:
A good writer isn't one who forces his brain
Order and stru
Cold RazorsCold Razors:Cold Razors in Free Verse More Like This
Let it pierce into my flesh
The cold metal of razors
and let me carve into my skin
a wonderous design of love
Love for the pain which I inflict upon myself
Love for the disgusting toxin which I bleed from deep within me
Love for all the people that remind me everyday of how pointless my existence is
Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to say something too?
Did you want to enjoy of this toxic waste?
This nauseating poisonous sulphurous odious mixture of noxious FUMES!
Ah, but you're one of the normal people aren't you
You can comb your hair without pain
You can dye it any colour you want
You can style it in any manner you please...
and yet you choose to complain?
Oh that's right, you can run too
You can run and jump and vault and swim and whatever else you feel like doing
You can enjoying the feeling of wind in your face without the need of
Ah, but that's alright, here let me sit and congratulate you
Let me pat you on the back for bringing glory to us al
The Past Will HauntCHENBEARD STARED THROUGH the transparent bottom of his bottle of Fire Wine, before placing it on the table and rubbing his tired eyes. It was rare for him to engage in the traditional pastime of drinking and he often discouraged it amongst his pirates. Yet, sometimes the weight of the world became a little too much to bear and he sought refuge from his memories in the comfort of a drunken stupor. Hello darkness my old friend, he muttered quietly to himself, it's so good to be with you againThe Past Will Haunt in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, well, look at our glorious leader," hissed the spirit known as Sadako; she was one of the more violent and assertive spirits that had been bound to Chenbeard during his initiation into the spirit flame of Midnight. "Look at yourself; the great Pirate Lord of the Galbin Coast is nothing more than a simpering weakling and coward!" She snarled viciously, spitting the last word as though it were poison. "You disgust me-"
Swan SongSwan Song:Swan Song in Free Verse More Like This
Those days we used to spend together
So gentle and so sweet...
Are buried like my sister's corpse
Entombed beneath my feet...
The mornings we spent in the grove of dryads
Braiding each other's hair...
I visit the very same places now;
But I know that she isn't there.
I can hear her voice from time to time
As a dying whisper amongst the trees.
But I can never forget that day;
It festers like disease...
A waking nightmare, so vivid and real
I am lost in the grip of its chilling touch.
You called to me, on that fated morning
Bearing a wound and crutch...
But they came like thunder, these men of steel
They heft their weapons high in the air.
They shrieked and praised their vaunted deity
As they laid her body bare...
At the behest of the robed one, they took her apart.
They chopped her to pieces, and they burned her heart.
And then it was done, like a sprinkling rain.
They left our forest, with a walk of dis
AddictionAddiction:Addiction in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The lights are out and I'm feeling manic
My heart is thumping in a shivering panic.
It's like I'm hitting, my all time low;
How many more; do I have to go?
Hello, hello, can you hear me speak?
I'm afraid my voice is getting weak.
My screams and sounds are growing quiet;
I need those pills; I'm growing tired...
Without them I'm colourless, just an empty face
Oh no, oh no, I'm in a dirty place...
I don't know how and I don't know why;
But it's just so hard to say goodbye.
When you need a feeling, when you need a high;
It's really easy to tell the lie:
'I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just a trial!'
But you can't hear, your own denial...
"Hello, hello, how low will you go?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 8th May 2012
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
Hey BroHey Bro:Hey Bro in Free Verse More Like This
It's been awhile since I've come by
I guess that's my bad this time
A lot of stuff has changed recently
And I kind of wish that you could see it all
I've got a girlfriend now, she's sweet and caring
I remember when you used to joke that I'd never get one
It always used to make me so mad...
Did you know, she's got green eyes. My favourite colour
She makes great food and I really wish she could have met you
Diablo three finally came out and I know we were waiting for that one
You always used to promise that we'd play it together sometime
But I know that it's impossible with the way things are...
I thought a lot about getting the game, walked into the store even
I tried picking it up, but my hands just kept shaking
I ended up leaving without buying anything...
You know, I still have all of our old stuff...
Your dice, your miniatures, your Paladin character sheet
It's even got that little stain in the corner, the big yellow one
I remember how pissed
Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:Letting Go of You in Free Verse More Like This
You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon seeing that, my anger faded...
Your smile, that which I fell in love with
is more radiant now than the morning sun
a gentle blush upon your fair cheeks
takes my breath away, just as it did so long ago
Of course, I don't hold any hope for us to be friends
I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to come back
but perhaps one day, if
CanadaxReader: Violence on the Ice "I'm glad you agreed to play hockey with me today __________." The Canadian smiled as you walked towards the rink. "Not a lot of people actually like to play with me so I haven't actually done this in awhile."CanadaxReader: Violence on the Ice in Romance More Like This
You smiled, unknowing as to why no one would play with him. Mattie was a sweet boy and you quickly assumed that a nice, easy game of hockey would benefit your friendship.
How very wrong you'd be proven to be.
Going on the ice, you felt something slip uneasily. There was no one else there, two goals set up on either side. But when Matthew stepped on the ice and looked towards you, a chill went up your spine.
Both of you skated to the middle of the rink, the puck between the two of you. The second you started, Matthew literally threw you off balance and quickly brought the puck down to score.
Shakily, you brought yourself back up to face him. "Not in my rink you're not." Now you were completely frozen. "Don't mess with me."
Shortly after, y
GermanyxReader: Spring Afternoon It was a warm afternoon, warmer than it has been, giving the air a Springy feel to it. Walking around the corner, you spotted the house you sought and quickly rushed up to the door, knocking loudly against it. "Luddy! Hey Luddy!"GermanyxReader: Spring Afternoon in Romance More Like This
Something suddenly rushed at you from the corner of your eye and knocked you over. Your head hit hard against the concrete and within seconds, you were being climbed over by three different dogs; two of which were rather large.
Smiling, you began stroking their fur,"hey you guys! Long time no see! Why are you all outside though?"
"______________?" Looking up, you met a pair or crystal blue eyes. "What are you doing here so early?"
Shoving the Hovawart's snout out of your face, you smiled and tried getting up, unsteadily falling forwards. The German quickly took you in his arms, helping balance you. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"
"Nah, I'm fine." You said, ignoring the pain in the back of your head with a flat lie. "What a
IcelandxReaderxNorway Emil Steilsson. Sophomore in World Academy. 16 years old, born on June 17th. Silver haired and violet-eyed. At first glance, he seems like a rather cold-hearted person but can be sincere and kind.IcelandxReaderxNorway in Romance More Like This
Lukas Bondevik. Senior at World Academy. 17 years old, birthdate yet to be confirmed. Platinum blond hair and dull blue eyes. A rather mysterious character who rarely shows expression or speaks.
Half-brothers. Lukas' father passed on at a young age leaving him and his mother alone. Mother remarried to an Icelandic man which resulted in Emil. The two argue constantly on simple matters but they seem to care deeply for each other.
Pressing your face in your textbook, you sighed. The three of you were in the library studying when Emil and Lukas decided they needed to begin one of their famous 'brother' arguments.
"I won't say it..."
Bringing your head u
Nekotalia!GreecexHuman!Reader "I don't need a man Hercules." You muttered to your lazy-as-hell cat as he jumped up beside you on the couch and meowed softly. A smile came upon your lips as he crawled onto your stomach and fell lazily to his side.Nekotalia!GreecexHuman!Reader in Romance More Like This
"You lazy fatass..." You smiled as he ignored your empty words and continued to relax himself. He was a long-hair, really fluffy and warm when he snuggled to you like this.
Wrapping your arms around him, you sighed contently. It was raining outside, nothing on TV was even mildly entertaining. Shutting the television off, you snuggled closer to him.
He moved to rest at the crook of your neck, purring and wafting his fluffy grey and white tail right in your face. Still, he was such a sweet cat despite everything he did that annoyed you.
It was actually a day like this when you found little Hercules.
The rain was pouring on the umbrella over your head as you walked down the empty str
CielxReader: Pt 3 As you stepped into your manor, you were met with your father's cold gaze,"What did Ciel want of you today my lady?"CielxReader: Pt 3 in Romance More Like This
"Don't play stupid..." You muttered, following him deeper into the house. "Well then, have at it. Take my soul so that I can just leave this terrible nightmare of a life I live."
"Alas, I cannot-"
A red spot the size of your hand began to glow on your father's cheek. "Ciel knows. Sebastian knows. I want this human soul gone so I can go away!"
"Go away?" He said softly, ignoring the stinging in his cheek. "My lady, I cannot take your soul until I have ensured that you are as happy as you could possibly be. And that won't happen until..."
"My wedding day..." You finished, sighing heavily. "You're not going to be satisfied until my dress of white has been dyed scarlet, are you?"
"Of course not." He stated simply, putting his right hand to your right shoulder. He brought himself closer, his hand going unde
GermanyxReader: Christmas Eve Morn' The German man looked around, only seeing white surround him. The sky was grey and the ground was covered in a thin layer of snow. As he walked, he could hear the snow crunch beneath his combat boots of black.GermanyxReader: Christmas Eve Morn' in Romance More Like This
Up ahead, he spotted a figure laying on the ground. Seeing some chance to not be alone, he rushed through the snow, the familiar weight of all his military-grade equipment and clothing on top of him.
He began to make out who it was as he came nearer and by the time he was in front of the figure, he was collapsing to his knees. A beautiful young woman, the country of (country name) laying strewn on the ground.
From her mouth which hung agape trickled a fresh stream of blood. Her uniform was torn by bullets and some sort of sharp object that was used to stab at her. Most of her beautiful (h/c) hair was chopped of and beneath her in the reddened snow. What hurt him most was her beautiful (e/c) eyes staring into the distance with no trace of life within, looki
RomanoxReader: Stronger Her voice so pure.RomanoxReader: Stronger in Romance More Like This
Her gaze so soft.
Her hair so silky.
Yet so strong.
His voice so spiteful.
His words usually dirtied.
His glare, cold.
So many problems.
He had to rely on others for help.
Yet, when he was with her...
Romano held you close, not knowing what to do in this situation. Spain was so terrible at explaining things, Romano would have to simply complaining about it.
Your body felt limp and lifeless in his arms, shock was still taking over you from the sudden change of pace. People around you were wondering what exactly was going on.
"R...Romano..." You whispered as tears surfaced in your eyes. "Why...why did you even consider...?"
"____________...you're the most perfect person I have ever met..." His voice was hardly above a whisper. "You shouldn't be hanging around me...that's why I'm...brea
DenmarkxReader: All Gone Wrong Today was the perfect day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, it was actually warm out and your Danish friend and crush was on his way to the park fountain to meet you.DenmarkxReader: All Gone Wrong in Romance More Like This
Currently, you were sitting on the cool marble with your fingers in the cold water, waiting patiently. Today you were going to muster up the courage to tell him how you truly felt.
"Hey ________!" Standing up, you were able to see the Dane shoving through the crowd to get to you, a smile on his face per usual. You opened your arms, allowing him to hug you tightly.
You let out a low laugh, all the air already knocked from your lungs. "I-It's nice to see you too Mathias..." He released his hold on you, bringing you to your feet,"You seem really happy today."
"Of course I am!" He stated enthusiastically, taking your hand and spinning you as if dancing. "I get to hang out with you all day! We haven't had time to chill in awhile, huh?"
"I-I guess not..." A blush spread acr
Teen!SwedenxTeen!Reader You carefully sat the Swede down on his bed, removing his cloak and hat then moving the sword to his side. Rolling his sleeves up, you sighed at the new injuries and looked away. "You're constantly fighting...we're still young countries, we shouldn't be fighting like this..."Teen!SwedenxTeen!Reader in Romance More Like This
His eyes averted yours, making you sigh. Getting up, you went back to get some bandages and returned to his side. Slowly, you wrapped up the injuries and remained calm.
You knew how he was, very stoic and not easily able to express his feelings. "I can make you something to eat if you want..." He grunted which you took as a 'sure.' Just slightly, you tightened the bandage, making him flinch. "S-Sorry..."
He stood up, simply gliding past you and leaving you by your lonesome once more. It was normal. The others would leave for hours minus Finland and Iceland but with the Finnish boy growing strong and getting more eager to fight, you'd end up a housewife in the end.
Getting off the grou
Drunk!PrussiaxReader "Oktoberfesttt!" Your enthusiastic Prussian yelled before dashing out the door.Drunk!PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
You quickly cut him off, sliding in front of the front door before he could leave,"Gilbert, don't get so drunk that I need to come get you. Please!?"
"Come on __________!" He whined, throwing his arms down in defeat,"West got actual beer from Munich! Löwenbräu! Fräulein, Löwenbräu!"
"___________!" He continually begged like a small child. "If Luddy can get drunk, why can't I!? It's my country to~o! Pleaseee!? Please! Please! Please!?"
"Fine!" You finally broke, sighing in defeat. "But if you call me at two in the morning to pick you up, I'll be sure you'll never be able to drink beer ever again!"
His crimson eyes widened and he swallowed hard. "J...Ja frau, I-I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy..."
"'I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy,'
Sweat, Spice, and ScarsYour eyes,Sweat, Spice, and Scars in Free Verse More Like This
a thunderstorm of black and blue sex
jarring and devouring my insides,
shaped a faithless religion
through the cracks & broken shards
of my hollowed out womb.
I want my insides back.
I could make a list,but I merely bit my lip when she asked me,I could make a list, in Free Verse More Like This
"What is it you're thankful for?"
How could I tell her
I was thankful for this heart
that beats a thousand times over
when I hear her speak?
RepossessionYour words tore into my abdomen like vultures feeding onRepossession in Free Verse More Like This
the raw emotion their filthy wings stirred up from the dust.
My ribs cracked from the blow.
But, I think sometimes
of how these were the ribs
that should have chased you away from me,
quietly wondering how you managed to
slither past this cage of bone and flesh
to engrave your fingerprints into my marrow.
You were sweat & spice & scars-
a thunderstorm of black and blue sex
jarring and devouring my insides,
shaped a faithless religion
through the cracks & broken shards
of my hollowed out womb.
(I want my insides back.)
Sometimes, you enjoyed being blind.Over 1,000 letters have found their waySometimes, you enjoyed being blind. in Free Verse More Like This
to the pulsating heart of my wastebasket.
You carried them away saying, "I'll use these
to fill the empty spaces of my universe."
You proceeded to tape them to your eyelids,
wear them like Augusts leaves along your limbs.
"I will be your voice and I will sing your words to the trees."
Slender spider fingers prancing across my misspelled scrawl.
Dragons BloodYou are an art journal,Dragons Blood in Free Verse More Like This
all scraps of paper and profound quotes
of those you say "I'll fucking know one day",
because you love to shock me
with even more profound profanities
and those watercolor fingers
you use to shut me up.
Gently. Always gently.
You leave me moon-eyed;
Dragons Blood still lingering
in the wake of your
heartbeats against mine.
FrostI am devouring chaos,Frost in Free Verse More Like This
chasing it down with winter's chill.
Spare me your fingerprints,
summer's lovechild. Those knowing owl eyes
have me second guessing the wild churning
in my bones. You are the sleep that sweeps
my eyelashes, drowning me in my own daydreams.
When was it...
that you plastered yourself to my ribcage?
Dear Poetry,You will find out that I am not a strong person. Dragons do not make a home beneath my skin to hoard their treasured princesses. I am not that lucky. For I have misplaced collarbones just as quickly as I’ve misplaced hearts, a pulse still rhythmic against my fingertips. I am a monster of words, devouring Cummings and Plath with no ounce of self control left in my body. I promised myself this weight would not fall for the sharp edges of stars ground into your knuckles. But, write air into my lungs, poetry. Give this wild thing a reason to learn the definition of tamed.Dear Poetry, in Letters More Like This
Write me a poem, and I will promise to fall in love with you, slowly and then…all at once.
I am girl.Other boys tell meI am girl. in Free Verse More Like This
I’d look best
& they know
I am girl-
from the curve of my hips,
to this jutting collarbone,
lonely of love bites
But, your hands shape
falsities out of my limbs
with a tongue speaking of me
Why do I allow your body
to find rest against these bones
when you don’t even recognize
the taste of my moon skin
between your teeth?
dear,when i first met you,dear, in Free Verse More Like This
terror chilled down
& my heart
began to build
walls over walls
i won’t let them
hurt you, again.
i have a tendency
to get knocked
off my feet
& not know
how to get back up.
i’m still crawling around,
searching for your heart
beats under my bed
& between my tangled
i am pathetic.
you were all crooked,
& nights of forgetting
to take your zoloft.
i didn’t think I would miss that.
i didn’t think I would miss you.
you fell like a meteor
for him, hours after
you demolished me.
& i can’t hope you’re happy
because i’m still patching up
the war zone you left behind.
i taste bile in my throat.
i swallow it back down.
i won’t get sick for you.
My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinMy Scars Prove You Wrong (original song) in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Look at the wounds to know, where i've been
Throwing me against, my own walls
But I've learned to fly, when i fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface
And I know that I, I, I am not worthless
No matter how they break me, i'm unbreakable
No matter how they hurt me, i'm invincible
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding
When it breaks it goes on beating
I, I'll keep on keeping on
'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.
Don't be scared, darling.We're going to try something newDon't be scared, darling. in Free Verse More Like This
Eating our meals, and swallowing each bite,
Not hiding the chewed up remains under our tongue,
And not making ourselves vomit through the night.
We're going to try something new,
Bringing the liquor down from our lips,
Not turning to the alcohol for comfort,
Until the addiction rips.
We're going to try something new,
Throwing away the needles, the pins, and the blades
Not searching underneath our skin for emotion,
Watching the wounds and the scars fade.
We're going to try something new,
Darling, I challenge you, I dare you.
We're going to try something new...
Why does that scare you?
I am a labelI slid the blade across my wristI am a label in Free Verse More Like This
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
So maybe I am a label.
I’m just me.
Kiss Your Scars GoodbyeAs liquid regret drips down your face,Kiss Your Scars Goodbye in Free Verse More Like This
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day, I promise they will fade into yesterday,
And be erased for the next tomorrow.
Your most frightening nightmares could transform
Into your most glorious daydream.
Remember to say goodbye to your tears,
Because once they leave,
It will be quite a while before they do return.
Darling, lift your sleeves,
And show the world that what was once hidden
Behind fear and lost emotions,
Is now exposed and ready to flee from your
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day…
I promise, they will fade into yesterday…
And be erased into eternal tomorrows.
ExistenceTwigs scraping viciously at open woundsExistence in Free Verse More Like This
Stabbing my flesh as I quickly sprint through
A forest so dark, and so cold, and so thick
My heart has been shattered, it’s making me sick
Ripped dirty clothing and blood in my eyes
No one is near to hear my fatal cries
Battling words while I’m battling fists...
How do you fight what just doesn’t exist?
If you are a victim...If you have ever faked a smileIf you are a victim... in Free Verse More Like This
Slit your wrist
Cried yourself to sleep
Wished yourself gone
Chased a dream (and lost it)
Ended up in a nightmare…
Turned away from your “friends”
Tortured yourself over an error
If you are a victim…
Remember to stay strong.
Because you’re only a survivor
Lying is Bad (A message to myself)Hello darling.Lying is Bad (A message to myself) in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever held a needle to your wrist?
Have you ever skipped a meal because you were hungry?
Have you ever punched your stomach before falling asleep?
Have you ever felt wrong, because you told someone you were okay? (After all, lying is bad.)
Have you ever rocked back and forth without realizing, until someone else told you to stop?
Have you ever slammed your head against your wall so you might forget your situation?
Have you ever cried in a thunderstorm so no one would hear your cries for help?
Have you ever worn long sleeves and said it was because you were chilly... then felt horrible? (After all, lying is bad.)
Hello darling, I know you have.
But remember, you're strong. You're worthy.
You're more powerful than your sadness.
You are incredible.
You have been through more than you know,
And fought through more than you know...
And you've survived much more than you know.
You are going to make it.
You are going to push through this.
You are going to
Maybe.Fist fights and battles in my headMaybe. in Free Verse More Like This
I'll always remember what you said...
The day you lied.
Glass shattered all over the dirt
I'll always remember your last words...
The day you died.
I could have saved you, love.
I should have saved you, love.
I would have saved you, love...
Then maybe we could both still be
It's Not Polite To Lie.Hush, sweetie,It's Not Polite To Lie. in Free Verse More Like This
Do not let their judgments define you.
Do not let their hatred construct you.
Do not let their words build you.
Do not let your sorrow swallow you.
Do not let your pain devour you.
Do not let your loneliness change you.
Stop telling yourself lies,
Stop screaming in a whisper that you're
Inside and out.
Stop telling yourself that you're
Stop telling yourself that you're
It's not polite to lie.
Save YourselfDear mommy…Save Yourself in Free Verse More Like This
I could have saved you.
I know you promised me you’d save yourself,
But I should have known you were lying.
I could have protected you.
I know you said you were fine,
But I should have been able to see all the tears behind your eyes…
The lies, I should have seen straight through them,
I should have known better than to believe you,
I should have known better.
I should have known.
I should have saved you...
I'm sorry Mommy.
I shouldn't have let you save yourself.
My FearI've seen my death so many timesMy Fear in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've dreamt of my own funerals
What most people are afraid of in general
Is what I think of when my eyes are closed, every time
As I became so familiar with my own death
As I jumped, as I cut open my veins, as I was gone
I became used to see my death
And now I am afraid of myself alone
Death is not my biggest fear
I am my fear...
The Stolen HeartTo the Girl who borrowed my heartThe Stolen Heart in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For so little time.
The Ginger that offered a meaning
For my empty life.
The Girl with her gentle smile
Mocking my inactions.
The Girl that made me think too much
Thinking about her.
I miss you,
I will never forget you,
The Girl who borrowed my heart
And never gave it back.
The ChasePeople keeps on runningThe Chase in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Running in their lives
Running for their lives
From a relentless foe we are all running
But, while everyone kept trying to leave
As they all wanted to live
I stopped to watch and give myself to the Scythe
From the one that ends all life
But even her, kept her distance from me
She didn't stop for me
She kept chasing the others, I guess I was of no interest
She instead stopped by my uncle's, he who was living has now been put to rest
I can guess how would go a conversation with the Lifebuster
"You're a monster !
- Aren't we all ?
Monsters in a whole ?"
SurroundedWhen my Life is being surrounded by darknessSurrounded in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That comes to reclaim my only light, though hollow
In the middle of all this sorrow
It remains and there I stand, facing the infinite blackness
Attached to the only feeling that remains in me
Restraining me from an endless fall
The hopeless love, the strongest feeling of all
Is always following me, protecting me
Whatever time, whatever distance is between us
I'll keep standing
I'll keep staring
Staring at the emptiness of a life without an "us"
You are the lantern of my Life
The reason that keeps me standing
The reason that keeps me from choking
But if you leave, what will happen to this Life ?
My InsanityInsanity : doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.My Insanity in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even the fiery breath of the blade on my skin
Seems less harsh than the open wound of my heart
I see the tears of blood coming out of my wrist and it doesn't hurt
Why are loving and living appearing to me as sins ?
I'm feeling in grave danger
I've waited the damsel that could be my savior
Who could help me change course
But I must suffer from a curse
I fear that I might slip away
I feel like I'm slipping away
I must be slipping away
I am slipping away
failed at finding Love
failed at keeping Life
Trying to love seems to be...
Creeping DemonsCreeping Demons in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For so long I fought these
Up until their withdrawal
And I thought I could wistand all
That I could keep up with ease
But only hiding were the dark demons
And as I felt that I finally was holding on
They struck back
One again strong is the ache
Close is first aid
Closer is the blade
Stronger is the urge
But I want to fight it
I wanna get better
I have to get tougher
I will get through it
My Missed Love"The best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature."My Missed Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Allright then... I guess this is good bye..."
I don't remember which one of us said it
But it still echoes in my sleep as is the tear in your eye
And your smile struck by the orange ray of light of the only lightpole lit
And I miss the long talks we had
So that we could be together, talking
Talking about anything, everything
Religion, politics, laws and even sexuality
Us, laying on that table, in our own reality
I remember the long talks we had.
I miss our times of awkward silence
But time itself did not leave us a chance
Though I admit I could have outdone myself
Especially for someone such as yourself
You're only 10 klicks away
Yet you sent me so far my way
And thinking of another man you are, I know
I guess you deserved better than a guy so low...
The ExamWe enter talkingThe Exam in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The teacher sits and gets her stuff from her bag
While one of my classmate brag
She slowly starts to write on the board coughing
Everyone sits still talking
Of the board no-one is caring
She finally speaks, or maybe should I say roar
"You have two hours !"
My ConditionWhen you've been mocked for a long timeMy Condition in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When what your "friends" wants to hear is a glorious chime
And they're really just playing games with you
Yet you're too friendly to fight too
So instead you develop a "condition"
What the others will consider deception
They'll call it acute paranoia more or less
Whereas you could consider it "situation awareness"
Constantly eavesdropping on every conversation
And what is private comes to your ear
To check your surroundings you use reflections
And a shadow behind you may be a source of fear
Even when in small talk you develop new skills
While you become a lot better at detecting lies
Yourself are mainly better at telling lies
And it's not done on purpose, it's just a defense mechanism like when you're ill
This is the condition that I'm suffering from
I now distrust everyone
I'm the duck in a lake of swans
A duck that feels the need to be armed even at "proms".
.he stood on the shore,. in Free Verse More Like This
and told the sea he loved her;
the jealous wind tore his
voice in two
.you were a passing. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
storm, a tornado scribbling
your name in the sand
.one day the earth will dim;. in Free Verse More Like This
the light in the sun will flicker and die,
and the moon will sigh and roll over,
keeping her back to the world
our shadows will say farewell
to our bodies, and go their own
way in the darkness
.i will not. in Free Verse More Like This
love for fear
and if a
ivy, i'll cut it
.sometimes. in Free Verse More Like This
in my head
curl up in
the beat of
.some people are dead. in Free Verse More Like This
long before they die -
there's just no burial
for the spirit
Shatterglass by eight 0f heartsShatterglass by eight 0f hearts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug the great, glorious mug was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
They were seated around the kitchen table in their current place of residence. "Kitchen", of course, is taken very broadly here there was no ceiling, nor were there any kitchen appliances; it was, in fact, merely a ramshackle table in the middle of an empty room.
Today's lunch consisted of cold baked beans which was quite the delicacy considering t
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***.