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
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
Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt4 (KBXReader)You looked at the leather cord solemnly, glancing up at him when he gasped.Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt4 (KBXReader) in Romance More Like This
Allistor brandished the leather bracelet at you. “Where did you get this?!” You blinked, lost for words. How did he know what that was? “C’mon don’t play dumb with me!” Allistor practically bared his teeth at you. You stuttered something nonsensical, falling silent.
“This is the bracelet Blue always wore!” You winced at your stage name, a grimace playing around your lips. “I wasn’t aware she’d sold it....” you heard and you looked up to see Allistor staring at it intently.
“Are you...?” Allistor grinned sheepishly and sat back down on the bed. “I’m a big fan of hers. Still am in fact. It’s such a shame she left.” You held back a hiss. That’s what they’d said you’d done? They said you’d left?! What a farce!
“That’s not what
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.
Living with the Kirkland boy band pt5 (KBXReader)Vince seemed to love you to pieces. He followed you everywhere, waiting for you to come home from school and took every opportunity to sit on you, whichever part was available, be it your lap, legs, shoulders or head. You enjoyed his attention though and in turn hugged him whenever you could.Living with the Kirkland boy band pt5 (KBXReader) in Romance More Like This
Sometimes he’d even bump into your legs when you stopped to do something, just because he was so focused on following you.
But at that particular moment, he wasn’t there, something that made you slightly worried. “Don’t worry, he’ll just be asleep somewhere.” Dylan told you, trying to ease your nerves. “Yeah!” You agreed, sorting out the numerous packages and letters into piles.
“Hey, I wanted to ask you something.” You glanced up at the Welshman, as did he. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but..... you’re Blue, aren’t you?”
Gaping at him, you dropped the glitzy letter in your hands to the floor. Wh-whaa?
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
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,
Part three: The rest of the world( Europe Reader)“So dude, what d’ya think she’s gonna be like?”Part three: The rest of the world( Europe Reader) in Romance More Like This
“I have no idea America-san.”
“I just hope she’s nice....”
“If she’s pretty I’m so claiming her da-ze!”
“You guys need to calm down! Seriously, what’s she going to think of us?”
“I’ll definitely be friends with her!”
“I wonder if she likes animals....”
They fell quiet when the double doors opened, you standing in the middle on one hip. The rest of the countries fanned out beside you and you all paused for a moment, looking for a seat. The countries you hadn’t met yet were all gazing at you in awe at your entrance.
America was the first to recover and jump to his feet. “Dude, that was like the most epic entrance I’ve seen in forever!” He shook your hand vigorously and you struggled to keep up with him. “Tha-thank you.”
“You can call me America!” He exclaimed, his thumb
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
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
Drifting SoulsThat day I walked the lonely roadDrifting Souls in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of gravel between the trees.
The wind was blowing secretly
and sunlight slipped through leaves
Fields of green lay to the side
when secrets were revealed
That day I walked the lonely road
and saw the souls unsealed
They had no cause for hurry
No reason for dismay
They simply glided quietly along
and had nothing which to say
To the watcher on the road
gazing in in silent peace
as a blizzard of snow-white souls
floated without cease
I did not feel the wind that day
Nor the sunlight green and fair
I was a ghost unto the ghosts
and they left me standing there
What judgment yet awaits them
I do not claim to know
As they flew high into the sky
and left me here below.
Some glided along like snowflakes
pure and clean and white
others were clumps of ashes
from a fire out of sight.
So to each our destiny
and judgment for our deeds
And to the sky one day we'll fly
like dandelion seeds.
What judgment shall await us
I cannot claim to know
For they flew high into th
Running DaySeven am. He's at the corner, but where is she? Tig is usually fairly prompt; although, she had been getting a poor start the past couple days. Sevier stretched a bit, and waited. Seven-fifteen. Something's up; that girl hates being late for any reason. She picked up on the fourth ring. "Mmph?"Running Day in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where are you? It's running day!"
"Hold on! Hold....ohh, no." He snapped the phone shut; she was not going to bail on running, not when this was her fault to start with. If he had to get out in the morning cold and suffer, he was not going to go it alone. He started off towards her house, the plan already formed.
He peeked through her window and saw a form stretched out on the couch and half-covered in a thick blanket. He called again. "Tig?"
"Still sleeping," the figure answered, and pulled the blanket down around
Murder...Alaskan StyleIt was so...sudden. I stood in shock, staring down at the body. I never would have...He just couldn't be...Murder...Alaskan Style in Short Stories More Like This
Who ever heard of someone getting killed by a frozen fish?
Granted, it was a salmon, and all that time in the freezer had left it hard as a rock, but really, it was just too ridiculous. Besides, he was supposed to have died the next day, from an overdose of sleep medication. I was in so much trouble. And there would be the police to worry about, too! Tourists, even idiot ones whose families hate them, don't disappear without some sort of investigation. Frantically, I called Josie; she'd help me figure this out.
An hour later, it was obvious that solving this problem was all up to me. "Josie! Shut up!" The screaming and wailing continued. I slapped her; kind of hard, but at least it worked. She only whimpered a little now. Honestly, when a person decides to become a one-time contract killer, she ought to at least help out with the body. This whole scheme was her idea, and now she
In the Chambers of the Sea"We have lingered in the chambers of the seaIn the Chambers of the Sea in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
by sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
'Til human voices wake us, and we drown." - t.s eliot
And so we die, as alone as ever was
A death to make even a dead-skull scream
Not for the drowning, but for waking from the dream
And diamonds then become our eyes
and alabaster our reclining bones
forever to sleep, unseeing, upon the cushioning stones
And will we then have another chance?
A chance once more to have our dreams?
Else we sleep and let the sea, be haven to our screams
TfN- Lonely ShadowThere was once a small shadow born. Do not mistake it for a shadow of evil, a shadow from the Pit! No, this was a simple and harmless shadow which simply was and meant to harm to anyone. The only threat it ever posed was a result of one's own imagination.TfN- Lonely Shadow in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It so happened that this shadow was born outside its world and so did not realize its true nature. It could only half-exist in that world of light and all its achievements were mere semblances when compared to the True beings of that world. It was itself a semblance.
The poor shadow did not know it was not True and there was no one to tell it so. No friend nor foe nor story told ever so much as hinted at the existence of a Shadow world.
And so the shadow grew and kept the semblance of the beings of that world called True, and always looked for the answer. The answer to a question never fully understood.
Pity the poor shadow, and help it find its home!
That Certain FriendThe moon is the worst of friends, I findThat Certain Friend in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All my secrets she brings to mind
When I despise her, with her one-eyed stare
she'll always outlast my stoniest glare.
She taunts me with my most secret fears
and ignores me when she drives me to tears
She laughs at my loneliness, yet lovers adores
Covers the land, yet exposes my sores.
The moon is my worst friend, I moan
But while I am with her, I am never alone.
DoggeralDare I speak of many things? To sit among cabbages, while discussing kings?Doggeral in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To stand upon the hilltop grand, trying to hold storm-wind in my hands.
The wings of birds carry them far, but my thoughts carry me to foreign stars;
where sky-lights dance upon the moor, and ravens sing of Nevermore.
Nevermore, that land so near, where we sail upon our tears.
That land which makes us weep and sing, and makes the fools go adventuring.
For they seek what cannot be to find the desert within the sea.
Dare we tell them it's all in vain? Or will they only seek again?
Life is full of questions odd, which none can answer, except for God.
And He in Heaven looks quietly down, at people of rich and poor renown.
He keeps the secrets to Himself; writes them in books He keeps on a shelf.
Maybe someday those books shall be read, and all of those stories can be in my head.
More Often than NotSensitive I am to voice and soundMore Often than Not in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For these reveal what lurks around
How does this feel? What to expect?
My every step must be correct.
Stepping wrong is too easy, though,
And often before I know it I go
Off the path to go sliding down
And slam hard, too hard, on the ground.
I take myself up, I must not cry
Must not seem weak, for I despise
Vulnerability in myself, in me
Weaknesses others must never see.
Too many daggers have pierced my skin
To lay waste to what lies within.
But armor is bulky, and armor is weight
It's only covering myself in hate
Hatred of self, distrust of 'friends'
Where armor begins, friendship ends.
To reveal myself to the world at large
Is a fearsome thing, yet still I charge
Into the fray, to the battle dire
Nimble enough now to escape the mire.
What do I want? Where do I go?
Forward; forward is all that I know.
DisillusionmentShe was beautiful.Disillusionment in Horror More Like This
That was what everyone said, to her face and behind her back. She was beautiful; what had happened that she was no longer so?
She herself could not tell them, but then, she herself did not know that her beauty had vanished. No one told her, certainly. Who would go to a happy woman and tell her she is ugly? Some would, but not even those would dare tell her so on the eve of her wedding. Everyone knows that a bride is beautiful - that is what she expected to hear and that is what they told her. So, she was happy.
Her groom-to-be was handsome, in every way charming. No one supposed that he thought she was anything less than desirable. As long as they both were happy, there was no reason why the wedding should not go well, and the marriage should be happy, of course.
The wedding was flawless, everything was as perfect as could be dreamt. Many weddings have not done so well as hers. Away they whisked in their car, to the airport and the honeymoon suite.
They entered the r
Apples and DragonsOnce there was an apple tree standing alone in a meadow. It was filled with lustrous red apples, crisper than autumn's first frost and more delicious than a girl's first kiss. On the tree was also a single golden apple, which looked just as appealing as the others, but which none of the villagers ever touched - no matter how it gleamed and no matter how low it hung on the branch.Apples and Dragons in Fantasy More Like This
The apple-tree had an unusually thick and twisted trunk; a delight for the village children to climb. Perhaps their delight would have been more way had they realized that wrapped around the trunk was a dragon - there for so long that bark and grass had overgrown its bronze scales.
One day a young child went alone to the apple tree, and desired the golden apple. She reached for it, and it was as if the tree itself bent forward to place it in her hands. She bit once, and the dragon awoke. Twice, and it uncoiled from the tree. Thrice, and it unfurled its wings and looked down at her with burning molten eyes. It
split me open like a sunrisei promisesplit me open like a sunrise in Free Verse More Like This
i don't think about you anymore
not even a little
like a mouse;
but the moment
i fall like the autumn,
the one we spent
at the in-between-
a crossing of streets,
seeing my own hands
for the first time.
i stumble with numbness
and a definite lack
of control(led motor skills)
as i fight for an instant
where i feel it is safe
or to let my heart beat.
i hate to see your eyes.
they are too warm
and i know that if i were
to reach and touch your skin,
it would be, too.
what did i do before i watched you,
a figure eight
winding in the periphery?
what did i do before i loved you,
waking up beside your body
is feeling a sip of tea
become a flower
and blossom within my chest;
i don't think about you anymore
not even a little
like a mouse;
but the moment
i fall like the autumn,
the one we spent
at the in-between-
a crossing of streets,
what did i do before i met you?
schadenfreudei found loveschadenfreude in Free Verse More Like This
in your bone structure,
with your soul worn across your lips.
you remind me of the sunshine
i lost in the circles
i left behind
to find someone an ocean
i am here,
watching the birds take flight
from the edges of your mouth,
watching their wings curl
with every word
strained with an accent
owned by my ancestors
born on ships.
i want you to tell me again
about the times
you found a purity in his eyes,
the blank skin upon which
they were set like jewels
and those when
you grinned cheekily
when i told you how
you really were.
i find myself wishing,
which brings paperweights
to my ankles as i
swim the seas,
that the water in which
i am sinking
would part for the benefit
of my heart;
that your contagion
would not touch me;
barcelona is burningi owe you an apology-barcelona is burning in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you, in the crowd,
the one panicking about reading
or the mess at home
or the sheer volume of people
pressing into you like corners;
the woman who birthed me into this world
through hours of agony
as though that wasn't enough
because doctor appointment after therapy appointment after residential stay after thirtieth pound lost,
i've put you through countless
warped into months of agony
you never asked for;
and you, oh, mostly you.
you, because as hard as i've beaten my own heart into the wall,
and as deep as i let you bury mine,
i know, somehow, i managed to do the same to you.
you left, and i left two weeks after.
every night was a terror;
every morning was a letdown.
i ached constantly
and threw myself into books
like they would become oxygen masks until i could breathe on my own again.
and here's the thing, you know,
because you would knock my legs out from under me again and again.
"let's fall back in love," you'd say,
and i would fall to
the sickness of breathing emptinesstoday:the sickness of breathing emptiness in Free Verse More Like This
and my god, there's no way to pretty that up. pain is not beautiful, it is painful. use your common sense. there is no glory in suffering, there is no sparkle to sacrifice. hurt is hurt is hurt. and you can't take it for someone else, no matter how hard you try.
what i hate is that you're leaving. like, a thousand miles away worth of leaving. and don't tell me that distance means nothing to the heart, because it does: enough to make you break me before you kill me. honestly, i wonder which is worse. honestly, i'd probably rather you kill me because i've broken enough times that i don't have much left to break.
what i hate more is that i love you. i have fought harder against it than i've fought against anything else in my life, i fucking swear to god. i didn't even consider that i could love you for months. an
echolaliayou were the taste of something sweetecholalia in Free Verse More Like This
with the foreshadowed promise
of the bitterness that would soon
wash me to sea again.
the nights we spent
of clouds and of cloth-
frighten me as much
as they please me
the roiling ocean,
lapping at our heels
as we became lovers
under the sky;
the curses and hisses
of an extraterrestrial fire
as you whispered to me
to pay no attention
to the teenagers drunken
on the sand;
to feel your skin
along mine in lines
and your lips,
the entire inability
to dismiss the songs that
our hearts once sang
as fragmented fantasies
strikes chords of longing
and echolalia in me
as i utter the moans of
the single wolf
aching on the cliffs.
no amount of midnight,
nor any number of stars,
can take me out of the headlights
i walked toward the cars.
i do not know
how to live with you
as much as i do not know
how to live without you;
i am dead,
buried in the earth,
because knowing you
has rendered me
bokonon, interrupteda mire of snakes,bokonon, interrupted in Free Verse More Like This
we are mud
made into man,
flesh of the earth
and our only decision,
our only non-epiphany,
when god loosens
our marionette strings
for a human moment,
is how to best
nonfiction love songi am eaten by the sunnonfiction love song in Free Verse More Like This
holes worn in my clothes
from the radiation,
burning a hole
in my stomach
as harsh as the acid
ebbing and flowing,
around the isles
of my teeth.
like an old sweater,
i am unravelling by my threads;
into the butterflies
they could have been,
the very same
as you and me.
now that i have put you
inside of this jar,
chrysalis sticking fragile
to the copper lid,
you have become
someone i could love.
i hold you like a lamb,
tight to my chest
so that my air
is your air,
and our breaths hit
the same measures.
we are synchronising
the beats of our hearts
to the metronome
of swaying emotion.
when you arrive,
and when you leave,
remember me still.
and will continue to
as long as i live
but who can call
when you're not as much human as you are monsterevery human died. i'm still here.when you're not as much human as you are monster in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the sickness of breathingi thank god's handsthe sickness of breathing in Free Verse More Like This
for creating you
and bearing you
and i fear the day
that he takes you away.
i wish you all the wellness
bubbling up from the ground,
and all the mud from which
we were each made.
and all the same,
i know better than to
when i feel
you will stay.
tonight, i know you
will leave me
when you do,
i need you to
kiss me like your mother
kissed your father
the day she left you
packed her suitcase
full of flowered clothing,
and shut the front door behind her
colour the desperation
quietly on your face.
i want to see you feel
before you turn
away from me;
i want to see you hurt
the way i did
when you left,
time and time again,
with an ache
no more wild
LatviaxReader: I Missed You You ran into your home, sobbing as the door shut loudly behind you. Your big brother, Russia, was away on business, leaving you alone with the Baltic countries. Although it looked as though you needed your brother more at the moment.LatviaxReader: I Missed You in Romance More Like This
By the looks of it, someone had been pulling your long (h/c) hair; it was all tossed and messy. Your face and knees were covered in dirt and bloodied and your clothes were now torn and covered in dirt.
The smallest Baltic nation, Latvia, poked his head from around the corner to see your small form shaking and near collapsing. Quickly going to you, he caught your body right as your knees crumpled, causing you to fall.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted you off the ground and began trying to calm you down. "T-Toris! E-Eduard...! C-Can either of you spare a few minutes...!?"
The other two nations appeared hearing the smaller one's cried for help and quickly noticed you crying. The Lith
EnglandxReaderxChild!NA!Brothers It was a quiet Christmas morning, the boys busy playing with their new toys and the guests hours away from arriving. Arthur sat on the couch beside you, snuggling closer to you.EnglandxReaderxChild!NA!Brothers in Romance More Like This
Both of you were sitting in front of the couch by your fireplace, the tree lit up beside you and both of you curled together in sweaters. You held tea in your hands and the house danced with gentle Christmas music.
Arthur gently made you put your tea down and stood up, holding his arm out. You giggled, taking it and letting one hand hold your and the other on your waist. Taking his shoulder, he began guiding you in a gentle dance.
"I can't remember the last time we've danced." He said gently, kissing your cheek. "Obviously it was before the boys came along."
"You say it like they're a bad thing." You breathed, kissing his cheek. "You were so happy when you found out it was twins. You know...after you woke up from your shock-induced coma."
He blushed, trying to hide his face.
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
GermanyxReaderxIreland One thing that always seemed to take you off-guard was the close relation to your two friends, Ludwig Beildschmidt and Seamus Kirkland. You knew that Seamus' younger brother, Arthur, and Ludwig couldn't be considered anything close to friends.GermanyxReaderxIreland in Romance More Like This
Second, those two barely had anything in common. Seamus was a carefree, happy-go-lucky Irishman. Ludwig was a strict, drill-sergeant type German man.
On many occasions, you believed it was the beer. Yes, both men could undoubtably drink pints of the amber alcohol and be able to hold it down rather well. Although, when a meeting was held at either's country, they'd end up at the bar, occasionally with their siblings.
And guess which lovely little nation did the bars or pubs usually call?
Yes, since you were a close friend and ally to both nations (meaning Germany and Ireland), you were often called at ridiculous hours of the night (maybe even at daybreak) to come collect them.
HRExReader: The Battle is Lost Opening the door up, you saw the boy sitting by candlelight at his desk. He dipped his quill in ink and began writing slowly on a piece of paper, completely ignoring your presence.HRExReader: The Battle is Lost in Romance More Like This
Knocking lightly on the door as to not startle him as you wrote, you sighed. "It is late...you should be resting right now as well. You've been getting ill recently and we cannot allow you to succumb to sickness."
"I'll be fine..." He muttered back, continuing to write as you entered the room. "You are still just a young vessel state. I don't expect you to know much more than I. Let me finish writing this letter and I'll lay down."
"Who are you writing to?"
He paused, laying the pen down and looking towards you. His blue eyes cut right through you, making you flinch back slightly. "I'm writing to Italy. I haven't spoken with her in awhile and I want to know how she's fairing."
"Holy Rome..." You breathed, going over to him. "She's no longer part of the empire..."
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
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
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
Angels and Demons - ch 10Sometimes life threw curveballs. When Orihime had planned for a visit to her parents on the Saturday, she hadn't counted on the curveball life was about to throw at her. Three days later, on Friday evening, Orihime was at the grocery store with her roommate when she heard a familiar voice call out.Angels and Demons - ch 10 in Romance More Like This
She whirled around to find Uryuu walking towards her with a bright smile and confident strides along with What the hell?
She and Ulquiorra exchanged a look of utter mortification. Walking towards them, with Uryuu, was a tall, muscular man with electric blue hair. Dressed in a deep blue shirt with the first couple of buttons left open, a pair of tight black pants, a black biker jacket and sneakers, the man exuded an aura of danger. Only Ulquiorra and Orihime knew, he wasn't exactly a man.
"Hi Uryuu," she said weakly.
"Fancy running into you both here," he said brightly, "I was just telling my friend here about you. Orihime, meet my friend Grimmjow Jagerjaquez. Gri
Angels and DemonsPrologueAngels and Demons in Romance More Like This
Orihime swayed her hips slightly, dancing to the tune playing in her Ipod as she sorted the laundry into whites and colours.
I know I left too much mess and destruction,
To come back again.
The coloured clothes were dumped into the washing machine.
And I caused nothing but trouble,
I understand if you can't talk to me again.
The white ones were thrown unceremoniously back into the basket.
And if you live by the rules of it's over,
Then I'm sure that that makes sense.
She turned the knob and water gushed into the machine. She added a cup of liquid detergent and closed the lid of the washing machine. The timer on her oven started beeping indicating that the cup-cakes were ready to be taken out. She crooned and danced to Dido as she made her way to the oven. She shut the annoying beep of the timer, took out a toothpick from a box and inserted it into one of the cupcakes just to be 100% sure. The toothpick came out clean. She nodded happily and put on a pair o
Loved you Twice Over - chapter 1Chapter 1Loved you Twice Over - chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
Ulquiorra stretched his tired legs and sighed. He hated airports. He hated flying. And worst of all, he hated waiting. An ice-storm had delayed all flights and consequently he was stuck at the airport. He glanced at his watch and realized it had been seven hours since he had landed here. Yesterday, he had spent the entire day attending a boring conference, now he wanted to head home but instead he was stuck at the airport.
Technically, he was here to change flights and his wait here shouldn't have been more than an hour but the flight times kept getting pushed back and now that the snowstorm had become an ice storm, there was nothing he could do but wait.
Thoroughly bored, he shut his laptop and yawned behind his hand. He reached for the styrofoam cup in front of him and peered at its contents with distaste. He couldn't bear to drink the vile fluid that was pretending to be coffee. He put it back on the side table he was sharing with four other passengers. Putting
Trust to Hope- Chapter 8Chapter 8Trust to Hope- Chapter 8 in Drama More Like This
"There is a WHAT???!!!" Nnoitra screamed, towering over the guard who was shaking like a leaf. "By the devil, I should have your hide, you worthless cur! Why was I not informed earlier?"
The poor, scared man mumbled something inaudible, causing the black haired General to roar like a lion.
"Speak in coherent words you lout! Speak now or I will have your tongue ripped from your mouth."
The shivering man stuttered, "W w we th...thought we c could handle "
"Well obviously, the brainless mongrel that you are, you thought wrong!" The extremely tall, lanky, one-eyed General screamed, looking like he was about to erupt a blood vessel.
The guard seemed to shrink further as the General got angrier, "Get away from my sight before I chop your limbs one by one and make you watch as I eat them!"
The guard scampered away. The furious lord picked up his unique sword that was designed specifically for him. The reason was that he was very particular about his sword an
Chapter 1- The ReasonShe woke up slowly, opening her eyes to her dull peach colored roof. Sighing softly, she pushed herself off her bed. She folded her sheet mechanically and made the bed. A memory pushed it's way into her consciousness- she used to make her bed herself as he watched, his arms tucked in his pockets, his face inscrutable- she shook her head to force the image out of her mind and walked over to her bathroom. She freshened up quickly, a habit she had picked up from back then. She had to shower quick, because he would be waiting outside. Not that he ever showed any signs of impatience when she took long, but she hated to keep anyone waiting. She tied the bath robe firmly across her waist, forcing herself to concentrate on the tasks at hand. She knew it was useless. He would invariably creep into her thoughts, unbidden. Try as she might, she couldn't keep him out of her mind.Chapter 1- The Reason in Romance More Like This
Walking across the hall she poured herself a glass of milk, toasted two slices of bread and fished out some M&Ms. She w
Trust to Hope- Chapter 7Ulquiorra sat on his throne with a frown on his face. He was surrounded by his courtiers, who were as usual, barraging him with minor issues. He was losing his patience fast. Two consecutive sleepless nights coupled with the recent events had taken their toll on him and his hold on his patience was marginal. He had the distinct impression that his courtiers did not want to work or think for themselves. Sighing loudly he cut off Lord Barragan in the middle of his spiel about two people in his jurisdiction that were having an unimportant dispute regarding the distribution of fruits of a tree that grew on the boundary of the two properties.Trust to Hope- Chapter 7 in Drama More Like This
"Lord Barragan," his words came out harsher than he intended to, "please settle the dispute yourself. I have faith in your judgment. I would like to concentrate on some of the bigger problems that plague Hueco Mundo."
Ignoring Barragan's look of incredulity mixed with a sullen pout, which in other circumstances Ulquiorra might have found hilarious, he
Trust to Hope- Chapter 10Ulquiorra found Grimmjow waiting by the dark, stone corridor that led to the prison cells of Las Noches. The corridor matched the reputation that the prison had cold, dark, harsh and unforgiving. It was made of stone with a few torches lighting the way. When Ulquiorra reached the corridor, Grimmjow bowed low and offered him a greeting which was met with a small nod of the King's head. The two men then set down the corridor in unison. Shortly afterward, Ulquiorra heard his companion clear his throat slightly.Trust to Hope- Chapter 10 in Romance More Like This
"Something on your mind, Lord Jagerjaquez?"
"Aah," The well-built man fingered the collar of his coat nervously and said "I had a query, Your Majesty, but I do not know how to phrase it so that it does not seem inappropriate or intrusive in any way."
Ulquiorra frowned. He had never known Grimmjow Jagerjaquez to be unsure of anything. "Speak what is on your mind Jagerjaquez and let me decide on the nature of the query."
"I errr wanted to inquire about the health of
Loved you Twice Over - chapter 5Chapter 5Loved you Twice Over - chapter 5 in Romance More Like This
Orihime's sleep was interrupted by an unfamiliar beeping sound. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself staring at what was definitely not her bedroom's ceiling. In fact as her senses caught up she realized she wasn't even on her bed and that the beeping sound that had woken her up had stopped. After several minutes of disorientation, she remembered where she was and who was in the room with her. She sat bolt upright on her bed and looked around frantically. Ulquiorra was sitting on the other bed. He had his cell phone in his hand and his face was averted from her.
Orihime silently got off the bed, took her toiletries and clothes from her bag and walked over to the bathroom. Ulquiorra sat unmoving. She freshened up, changed and walked out. Without a word, Ulquiorra got off his bed, took his stuff and went into the bathroom. Last night Orihime had felt betrayed and was deeply hurt. But sleep had brought clarity to her making her think that maybe she had overreact
Lost in TimeLOST IN TIMELost in Time in Drama More Like This
(JIKAN DE ROSUTO)
My life sucks
(Watashinojinsei wa saiteida)
A small, yellow, mechanical bird peeped out of a tiny door, tweeting merrily in synch with the music emanating from the clock. On the bed, Orihime groaned into her pillow. She struggled to get her hand out of the tangle of sheets covering her. After several failed attempts, she finally managed to find a gap in the sheets through which she could wedge her arm. She fumbled the side table for a bit before her fingers found the knob that would switch the alarm off. Stretching languidly, Orihime rolled over. Deciding that another ten minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt, she pulled the sheets over her head and curled into a comfortable ball. When she next opened her eyes, it was an hour and five minutes later.
"Holy crap on a cracker!" she cried as she leapt up from her bed and ran to her bathroom.
She discarded her clothes with one hand as she applied paste on her toothbrush with the other. Her
Trust to Hope- Chapter 5Chapter 5Trust to Hope- Chapter 5 in Drama More Like This
Sleep eluded Ulquiorra. If he were alone in the bed, he would have tossed and turned, but there was Orihime lying on the other side of the bed. He didn't think his nerves could stand it if he accidentally touched her and she jumped up screaming. He had a feeling that if that happened now, he would snap. He lay as still as he could for almost an hour but sleep just wouldn't come to him. He sighed, pushed the sheet from himself and got off the bed. He walked over to the veranda that looked into the Queen's garden. Beyond the tall hedges he could see the Lake of Las Noches which reflected the sickle moon. The lake was the lifeline of Hueco Mundo. He remembered when as a child of five he had fallen in the lake while playing and had almost drowned in it. He had hated the lake at that time and had screamed at it. His mother had slapped him hard and told him to learn to accept his own mistakes and not blame others for his own mistake, the lake was there long before he was born and w
A Time ParadoxA Time ParadoxA Time Paradox in Free Verse More Like This
I watch the music breathe
life into you
Always fighting tears
voice shining clean and
You choke back emotion
swift strumming of chords
soft and smooth
hovering before the
Your life happens here
existing only for the moment
you give yourself away
My smile is sad
Somewhere in time
falls for you
I Could Save YouIt was the third day.I Could Save You in Horror More Like This
Wed been locked inside the small room for that long. I couldnt remember the last time I slept. I couldnt sleep anymore. Not when the zombie apocalypse was a real thing, instead of something that only happened in my dreams.
There had been a few scares - dull moans of rotting vocal chords, rough scrapes of flesh against cement, and the incessant banging of dead tissue against steel that happened the night before. Or was it the night before that? There was a physical sense of time, with the old mans watch still ticking away, but no mental sense of time. Minutes were hours, days were seconds. And who knew how long that watch would keep ticking?
Of course, all those scares had been solved with a quick opening of the door and a few blasts from a shotgun. How many shells were left? I stopped counting.
I sat in front of the door, next to the young man that had helped us all to safety. The door was barricaded of course, but how long could a rusty me
Hiding FromHiding FromHiding From in Free Verse More Like This
There are so many places to go,
but today Ill hide in a song.
Let the lyrics be blood
rushing through each vein,
ringing true in both my head
and my heart.
Let the beat slide neatly into
place, a pulse to push me
Ill move to the melody,
animate my lifeless corpse,
nerves twitching with delight.
My soul knows that
I may not be able to breathe
deep in harmonies and chords.
But today I hide here.
I pretend that life is as simple
as a solitary song.
The Spaces BetweenThe Spaces BetweenThe Spaces Between in Free Verse More Like This
I'm writing this one for you.
Imagine the process:
Letters forming syllabic devotion,
words stringing sentences along.
Walls surround every thought,
and with each passing line break,
I try not to crumble.
These are the words you'll never see.
We are an anomaly
beset by drunken forgiveness.
In the wake of our passing
my only concern is
that I was enough for you.
A breath, and hesitation answers.
I'm tired of dwelling on
what is, what could have been.
Our pain lurks in the shadows
that our bodies leave behind.
Evidence of a relationship
Someday we'll look back and laugh.
Eye of the StormEye of the StormEye of the Storm in Free Verse More Like This
This isn't a monsoon.
Just a gentle rise and fall,
a sweet surrender
to the will of clouds
who simply burst at their
A slow breath, in and out,
in time with the rain.
A momentary lapse of reason
hidden inside this bliss.
Russian RouletteRussian RouletteRussian Roulette in Free Verse More Like This
Even if it had been a real gun,
all of us would have still taken
Each individual wanted to be
because it meant our pain
was slowly dulled away
by alcohol and laughter.
We were already gone,
yet willing to take it
one step further.
that's what we wished upon
our hearts. I felt it creep
into the air, unwavering,
As our eyes glazed over,
the sun was rising.
We chose to sleep.
In Another TimeIn Another TimeIn Another Time in Free Verse More Like This
The sweetest of honey
could drench her lips,
but you would never care
to taste its richness.
She hides among the
hills and valleys,
the highs and lows
that leave you gasping.
The heart inside her
struggles at your glance,
squirms in a prison
of bone and hope.
She gives it away
"Destroy the damn thing
before I do."
The OthersThe OthersThe Others in Free Verse More Like This
It was never me.
We danced and
but only for a second.
I never had
that spark of
rock and roll.
I felt it
slip through my hands.
A beauty that
could not be found.
Only a fragile
something that you
stole and broke
in the dark.
There was always someone else.
Your SympathyI picked up my guitar and wandered out to the balcony. Everyone else was asleep; however, I had slowly traded the day for the night. The stars were comforting because they had nothing left to do but shine. They would listen when no other would.Your Sympathy in Teen More Like This
I strummed aimlessly, trying to find a song inside of me that matched how I felt in that moment. What did I feel? Hopeless. Estranged. Careless. Alone.
It was strange, the way he silently sympathized from across the room - how we could lock gazes and instantly know what the other was thinking. It was frightening sometimes, because usually he was the last person I wanted inside my head. It was a bizarre camaraderie, neither of us getting what we wanted.
A song came, then.
Stranger than your sympathy
And this is my apology
Im killing myself from the inside out
And all my fears have pushed you out
I continued to sing, but with every phrase I carried out, the tears threatened to take my voice away. I had become so lost in the words that
The GhostThe GhostThe Ghost in Free Verse More Like This
on the wind,
nothing could touch you.
Nothing to feel.
And nothing would hurt you.
you slip past existence.
With no one to say your name.
A muffled cry,
and whispers in the dark.
I can still feel you.
You search for something
as I, unable to fill that wanting
stumble quietly through grief.
Do not despair, you will say.
For I am neither living, nor dead.
Just a ghost.
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
Dreaming Of DemonsEvery day is a nightmareDreaming Of Demons in Free Verse More Like This
When my imagination is a prison
Every night is like Halloween
When I am dreaming of demons
Sea Of Sand(Intro)Sea Of Sand in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Turn the seas into sand
And set fire to the land
You dont know who you are
What you are
What youve done
Or where you've been
How you got here
Don't know why
Listen to the voice within
All alone you stand (x3)
But together we will fall!
Rebels On A RampageCall us animalsRebels On A Rampage in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Call us wild
Call us feral
Call us what you will
We write our own story
We're breaking out of our cage
We define our own destiny
We're rebels on a rampage
Burning (Full Song)(Verse 1) You use to be the one who kept the peaceBurning (Full Song) in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What happened to being so gentle and kind?
Can't hold it in, yeah you gotta release
Now you've gone and lost your mind
(Bridge) Burn, burning all around
Break, breaking you down
Fall, falling to the ground
Scream, screaming without sound
(Chorus) I thought you could do what's right
And I thought you could learn
Looks like I thought wrong
Now you're going to burn! Burn! Burn!
The fire is rising, so let's dance in the flames
(Verse 2) Forever forsaken, never forgiven
Judged by the grudge you hold against the planet
You didn't hear me, you never listen
Now you can't break the habit
(Repeat Bridge & Chorus)
(Verse 3) You're a cheat, a phony and a liar
Hiding behind false faces
You've set your life on fire
Now you're buried in the ashes
(Repeat Bridge & Chorus)
(Breakdown) Corrupted by rage
Unsatisfied by lust
Tortured by fear
Abandoned by trust
The fire is dying, so let's rest in flames
By Zackary Hawkins
Finished April 12t
SpiralIm caught in a spiralSpiral in Free Verse More Like This
Not sure if Im going up or down
But either way
Im going in circles
Indestructible Feeling(Verse 1) I just want to start by saying, you're beautifulIndestructible Feeling in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yes, darling you are magical
I crave that feeling when we touch
My heart is skipping like a game of double Dutch
(Chorus 1) It's an unbeatable, unbreakable, unbelievable emotion
I need you like some type of addiction
You saved me from falling into the abyss
I'm surrounded in absolute bliss
Let me dive into your loving ocean.
Please, embrace me in your vast passion
(Verse 2) No more secrets, no more sorrows
I’ll fight for better tomorrows.
To do what I can to make you happy
Trust that I can assure your safety
(Chorus 2) It's an incredible, invincible, indestructible feeling
You’ve showed me what I wasn’t seeing
Any day could be a better day when we are apart
Sorry girl, did I just melt your heart?
I see fireworks every time we kiss
This opportunity I just can't miss
(Verse 3) You come around and it's like a miracle
Young lady, you are a sight truly wonderful
And when you're gone it feels like I need a crutch
RealizeThis is not a dreamRealize in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Time to face reality
This is not a TV show
So quit pretending
This is not a game
Enough playing around
Please just wake up and see
It's time to open up your eyes
It's about time you realize
What could I possibly do?
To make you look my way
What would it take?
For me to break
Down these walls around us
My TranquilityGive me hopeMy Tranquility in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Give me faith
Show me the light that Im not seein
Give me honesty
Give me truth
I need something to believe in
Give me trust
Give me desire
To fight for a reason, a reason, a reason!
To love, to laugh
To learn, to live
Where is my tranquility?
We Are GhostsAlive but not livingWe Are Ghosts in Free Verse More Like This
Breathing but not feeling
Walking but not moving
Speaking but nobody hears our silence
Grey Sky(Verse 1)Grey Sky in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I wonder why the sun wont shine
Will this world ever realign?
I keep asking myself where the sun went
How many days have I spent?
For so long the rain I've tasted
How much time have I wasted?
Im walking alone, so alone
By myself and I just want to go home
Today I feel like I want to cry
As I look up at the grey sky
The Human SolutionThe Human Solution:The Human Solution in Free Verse More Like This
Ladies and gentlewolves, I come before you today,
To speak on an issue that is close to our hearts.
For many centuries, we Wolves have struggled;
Continuing to seek a final solution to 'the Human Problem'.
Many of you might have heard of the horror stories,
Of these furless creatures lurking in the outer reaches.
Some cities have found them living in underground caverns;
Preying upon the young pups that stray too close to their nests.
It is sad, to say the least, but that sorrow ends today;
For it is my privilege and honour as Chairman of Lycanthropes United,
To unveil our newest means of combating this parasitic pandemic.
Three months ago our top scientist, Doctor Uriel Whitetail,
Discovered a particular genetic weakness in the Human cell structure,
When sprayed with this particular gas, 'Cynofium',
The human cells stop producing an important chemical;
Causing a quick death in mere moments...
As of today our soldiers are already prepared,
They will be
Fear the Dragon CallA storm of lighting breaks the sky as the dragons begin to stir and wakeFear the Dragon Call in Free Verse More Like This
Their roar will thunder across the mountains as the very earth will shake
These ancient beasts of might and magic, are fury and strength personified!
How many of you will remember the days when we were told to hide?
Our mothers would wrap us in special blankets and calm us down with song
We would cower in holes like tiny rats whilst our parents acted strong
The Dragon would burn our homes away and all would turn to dust and ash
Our entire lives would be swallowed up! In a single crimson flash...
It used to be a time of darkness, where a man would live in constant fear
Yet we have found a special way, to protect the lives that we hold dear
My friends I must now present to you the warriors of the Chosen Eight
A group of our honoured champions, who will slay the beasts we hate!
Now they ride for the Volcanic Wastes where the Dragon call has sounded!
Before the beast can stand its ground they will have it fully surrou
In Service to MorganaIn Service To Morgana:In Service to Morgana in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are those who would fear a demon's blessing
As they wither beneath its corruptive touch
Yet I am someone who embraces these things
Because the darkness has taught me much...
I have learned of the beauty of dying roses
Turned to dust by a single breath
I have learned of the fear that a man will face
When he is first confronted by death
His contorted features and the screams of his agony
Will peak when he is placed into Morgana's grace
I have learned that even heroes will soil themselves
When they are forced to worship her smiling face
But she is not ugly, nay she is beautiful
She appears like an angel with the wings of a crow
Yet those whose hearts are in the grip of denial
Will view her as a spectre in a blizzard of snow
Closer she creeps with a neck that has been snapped
Her gaping mouth sags as she calls out their name.
They try to run from her, but it is all in vain
For soon they will be forced to feel her pain...
But to me this is beaut
They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:They Watch You Sleep in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...
On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.
It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...
These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl
It is said that their eyes are like obsidian doorways;
Which hold the key to the depths of the mind.
But none have the courage to look within them;
Afraid of what they'll find...
So my only advice to the weary traveller
Is to believe in the safety of the tavern
Do not look toward the darkest of corners
or you might just stir their cavern...
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
A World of BloodA World of Blood:A World of Blood in Free Verse More Like This
The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...
Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...
The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...
My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...
The blind shall follow in his burning steps;
They will see within him a flame and fire.
And he knows that the hearts of passionate men
Are easily laced with glorious desire...
In dreams he calls and grants them strength
He sends his 'angels' to enchant the night.
He turns the blind into seeing creatures
And robs them of the light...
But it is h
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For those who are bored with seeing teenage relationships on the FP. Here is a bonus, Disturbed-style, Chen piece to entertain you all.
What Lives Inside of Me:
Locked away inside
Dreaming of evil rising up in me
Let me play with your-
I will break through the walls of sanity
Leave me pure inside
Take away all of my humanity
Will I kneel before-
The corpses stained by the need for your sanctity?
Will you be mine? Or will I break you again-
The beast is swelling up inside of me
A temptuous lie, from the moment that you denied
The demon that you knew you grew to be
The swirling mist of a blood red fog...
Descending down upon this untamed dog...
Just wash away, the sins of man...
Blood red stains as I, held her rotting hand!
Awaken me! but leave me broken inside-
Colder sins that never left from me
The demon inside, is something I can't control
Kill him now before he drags y
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He stands there naked
A blank-faced label
He is not an individual
He is exactly what you make him to be
The product of your misguided hate
The product of your personal prejudice
Caught blind and shackled
Voice stripped and throat cut
On knees and hands
He crawls beneath a slanderous hail
"Let they who are without sin, be the first to cast a stone"
Then you must all be innocent, unblackened and pure
Instead what I see
Is not angel wings and a white halo
Instead what I see
Is your silent profanity
Twisted obscene mask of humanity
Beneath the righteous sword of a figure of justice
Lies a rotting core of devil's teeth and black smoke
Crooked mirror of lies
"Guilty until proven innocent"
Is what I see in your eyes
He is not an individual
He is exactly what you make him to be
He is the monster, the abuser, the criminal and the pig
He is the violent, the drunk, the pervert and the enemy
Care not for the fact that he is a perso
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Seeing those born with skill and talent.
They paint such beautiful things, using the barest of material.
Entire worlds are spun at their fingertips, all from a dot of paint.
I think sometimes, of how nice it must be,
To be able to capture such beauty, within the borders of a page.
To spin a tale from but the smallest of phrases,
To create a fantastic adventure from a mundane experience.
It is painful indeed at times. When I am seated in this room,
Surrounded by the dull hum of failure and regret,
I ask myself, with eyes burning in the mirror,
Am I finally ready to give it all up?
'No!' I say
I will not let it end this way!
Not without a fight, not until I know that I am utterly broken.
The good lord may have blessed you with talent my friend,
He has given you everything that I could have ever desired...
But there is one thing that I have earned;
One little gift that remains my own.
You would not know of it,
Since you have never felt it,
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Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha
the lost heart of rose tanner 8Sitting in my room blushing like mad because I can't believe I did that. I kissed him on the cheek, he's probably is freaked out. And as if on cue mum walks in. "I don't know what you're worrying about but it can't be Alex because he has called at least six times to makes sure your doing okay" I stare at her in shock, six times? Wow..... That's so.... sweet. I smile a little. "Alrighty then, get some sleep you silly girl."the lost heart of rose tanner 8 in Short Stories More Like This
That night I slept soundlessly, it all seemed like a dream, but mum always reminded me that it wasn't.
* * *
A few months later nothing between Alex and I has changed were still just friends, but it has gotten a bit awkward. My birthday was in a few days, July 3rd. It was the first now, and Alex and I were going to the cafe, he had a performance. When we got there I started to head to a seat at the back of the cafe. "Hold on there" said Alex. I turn to him, a bit shocked. "There is no way I'm letting you sit out here by yourself." This was the cafe from a few months
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Walking alone in a dark alley where my father was last seen isn't one of my brightest ideas, but for some reason I know I need to be here tonight. In my bag our the letters I wrote. Walking around, coming up under the only light on the street. "Hello rosé" a deep voice comes from behind me. I turn, and for once in my life I am not afraid of the man standing behind me. "Good evening.... dad." My voice comes out and I can't even believe I'm the one who's speaking, I sounded strong, brave, unafraid. To be honest it shocked me, but not as much as what happened next.
* * *
I wonder where she is. I called twice... maybe I should call the home phone. And with that I
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Then the sadness sets in.
your not mad anymore
but you still cant open up that door
Love is such a complicated thing,
It can make or break you,
But you never know which one it is.
Love is a strange thing,
No Science can explain it,
No words can comprehend it,
Don't try to understand it,
Don't try to avoid it,
Because it will get you.
You will love and smile,
Then the anger comes
And when it fades
Your lost again,
You want those smiles back
But it hurts to much to ask.
Love is complicated
Love is happy
Love is those smiles,
But it is also the dark times,
When the anger comes and fades,
The heart feels ten tones heavy
And the sadness comes.
"I'm sorry, I love you, I want this sadness to go away..."
These are the words you are scared to say.
So the heaviness stays
and the sadness never fades.
You just wait and pray it will go away
Because of those words,
You're to afraid to say.
the lost heat of rose tanner 1It was just an ordinary day in the small town of Johnson state. Rose Tanner lay awake in her warm bed, underneath her rose patterned blankets. Rose never slept, she would get to the point of pure exhaustion before she would pass out for four too five hours. Even though she would not sleep she would dream, Rose was a daydreamer, always has been. Even though she was fifteen she had the imagination of a thousand children, when she was younger instead of having an imaginary friend she had a whole make-believe world all to herself, her own little wonderland, but Rose was no Alice, she was a simple girl. Rose had ice blue eyes, which had a habit of changing to a pure, misty white when it would rain or snow. Her hair hung about eight centimetres below her shoulders; it was a chocolate brown, which in the sun, or under water, would have a very distinctive red tint. Her lips were like a thousand rose buds had taken all eternity leading to her birth to stain them a sweet crimson. This was on ofthe lost heat of rose tanner 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
for ma212co121What was happening? A few seconds ago I was walking away not telling him why I was mad at him, I went out into the court yard, and as I stood there I sung "it's good to know, that I can still feel something, other then, the numbness of my life. It's good to know, that something's will never change, I want to be more than this. I guess my wish can true, he knows me but not enough to realize; he'll only ever see me as a friend nothing more. Man I wish it was raining, for when it rains the rain touches my skin, feels my sorrow and when it falls it takes it all away~" on the last note I held it for second or two. I end staring at the gray clouds that hang in the sky above me, I sigh, and then I hear the door open behind me. I whip around to see him coming threw the door. Did he hear me? "wha-" that was all I got out before his hands cupped my face, and his sweet lip touched mine. He held my face refusing to let me escape, but why would I want to? I kiss him back putting my handsfor ma212co121 in Short Stories More Like This
landslideyou find a rock to finally lean on,landslide in Free Verse More Like This
or so you think
then you hear the call,
the warning "landslide!!!!"
you could hold on just a little bit longer
or you could move, so it hurts less when the landslide comes
will you take the chance? or will you protect yourself
will you be ready to say goodbye?
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"Rose! Rose! Wake up Rose; don't leave me come on Rose! Wake up~!"
I could hear him screaming my name, but I couldn't move couldn't speak, Alex... my Alex... I won't leave ill come back to you... ill fight with everything I have. Shock rushed threw me, I could feel his lips on mine, I could feel my eyes water, a voice came threw to my lost mind. "Its not your time yet rose. Come on sweetheart, go back, and be who you were meant to be, fight it Rose..." the voice was sweet like honey. "Grandma??" I say inside my cage of a mind. "Yes sweetheart, now break free, be the person you're meant to be. And then I was surrounded in a bright, warm light.... and the darkness left me.
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By the time it was Friday I was so excited I could barely breathe, which surprised me. Why was I acting like this? It made no sense. None the less it was time to start heading to the café. As I walk I begin to recognize where I am, but how could that be possible? I've never been in this part of town before .have I? This was getting strange and just as I think this very thought, I hear "Rose!" I turn around to see Alex calling my name. I smile and run over. "What did you get lost or something?" said Alex in a very teasing way. "No I didn't" I say to him. "Sure~" was his reply in such a sarcastic voice. "I didn't! I just wasn't paying attention " I reply looking at the ground. "So like always?" he say with a laugh, all I can do at this point is roll my eyes. When I did that he just laughed again. "Come on, I'm gonna be late." Alex tells me, but his voice didn't seem worried, just happy. I wonder why? He walks me to my seat and says he has to head to
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Lying on my bedroom floor, she's all I can think about and for once I don't mind. I sigh. She really is an interesting girl. I wonder what she's thinking about right now ?
* * *
I open my bedroom door and spin in a circle in my room, I turn on my CD player and one of my favourite songs blast through the speakers "why can't I breathe whenever I think about you, why can't I speak whenever I talk about you!" I sing along to the lyrics, and I begin to wonder what Alex is thinking about right now, he certainly is a very interesting guy. I giggle at the thought, I'm blushing and I know it, but for the first time in my life I
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I wonder why Rose was starring at me. I thought as I walked toward the schools garden, I didn't go there often, but for some odd reason I felt as if I needed to be there today. And as I walked into the part of the garden that was filled with roses and cherry blossoms, I heard a voice, it was a very beautiful voice, it sang the words,
"I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest,
The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time,
Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus,
If I were to pluck on your heartstrings, would you strum on mine?
I've been longing for,
Daisies to push through the floor,
And I wish that plant life would grow all around me,
So I won't feel dead anymore.
So I won't feel dead anymore."
I glace around the corner and see Rose. "Wow" I whisper under my breath. Not only was Rose the most beautiful girl I know, she was also the kindest and now she can sing, and then I blush, realizing what I had just been thinking. I sound like I like her .. I do