That LookThat LookThat Look in Free Verse More Like This
Today, I closed my eyes
and tried to imagine it.
I tried to imagine the touches.
I tried to imagine the butterflies.
I tried to imagine the kisses.
I tried to imagine all of it.
You know what, though?
I just couldn't believe,
or even simply imagine,
seeing someone look at me
like I'm their whole world.
So, I closed my eyes again,
and secretly hoped that I
could get that look
as much as give it.
Fire and WaterFire and WaterFire and Water in Free Verse More Like This
My fire will burn through all,
bringing nothing but pain.
My flames flicker at my edges,
keeping everyone far away;
it’s for their own good.
I’m nothing but destruction
and my fire has no remorse
until I’m all alone.
I’m left all alone with
my everlasting light.
When you come along,
you diminish my flames,
sizzling them with your cold, wet touch.
Somehow, amidst my self destruction,
you came and found me,
colliding with me in a way
I have never truly known.
You came close enough to
my painful, roaring flames,
bringing me down to a small flicker.
You showed me I can be loved.
A Broken LightA Broken LightA Broken Light in Free Verse More Like This
Look what you’ve done again,
tossing me to the side.
Your choices are so clear,
but that doesn’t make it hurt less.
You always push me down further,
beneath the dirt under your feet.
Take a closer look,
maybe you’ll see the brokenness I hide.
You see that broken light?
You tore it apart a long time ago,
but you never noticed.
You wanna know what it feels like?
Like I’m never good enough,
not for you or anyone else.
I’ll keep breaking down,
I’ll keep hurting and hurting,
I’ll keep that broken light.
Sometimes, it doesn’t feel that broken.
Sometimes, I can smile without thinking.
You always take it away, though.
You always build me up
and then tear me down.
You’ll leave me in the dust
when something better comes along.
All that I’m left with?
A broken light that will never be mended.
Never-Ending SorryNever-Ending SorryNever-Ending Sorry in Free Verse More Like This
I want to make sure that
one thing is absolutely clear,
because saying words has never,
ever really gotten me anywhere.
I don't want to leave just yet
and, just because I said it,
doesn't mean I want to go.
From the very start,
I never wanted the words
to come tumbling out
because we were so happy,
both of us together.
Yet, so far apart.
I didn't want to fail you,
I never did one little bit.
I'm so sorry that I did.
Our circle of doubts
closed in on me and
I was left in tears,
as you were, my dear friend.
I never, ever want you
to give up on your life.
Don't let those bad things
weigh over the good things.
I"m sorry I failed you,
oh so miserably,
but I cared so much.
Lord knows I still do.
Take this as my never-ending sorry,
because I do love you.
Doesn't ExistDoesn’t ExistDoesn't Exist in Free Verse More Like This
Let me tell you,
I didn’t expect this.
Cry and cry and cry,
that’s all I did for you.
Still, my fleeting hope fluttered,
never leaving my heart.
As the days went on
and I thought I moved on,
I pushed through.
I kept my painted smile
and my phony happiness,
traveling on my own way.
Then thoughts struck me down,
cursing your name out loud,
and I knew what I was doing.
I was waiting for you;
waiting for you to come along,
wrap your arms around me,
and fall in love with me.
What world am I living on?
Oh yeah, the world that doesn’t exist.
UnsureUnsureUnsure in Free Verse More Like This
I go here,
I go there,
I go everywhere,
but I still don’t know.
I grasp at the air,
searching for answers
but it’s never that easy.
I can feel in my heart
that I know what I want,
but it won’t slip from my tongue.
I keep going,
but always completely unsure.
Not RealNot RealNot Real in Free Verse More Like This
“It’s not real, dear.”
How is it not real?
It’s all coming after me
tearing my body apart,
blood running down my face like tears.
“It’s not real, dear.”
Of course it’s real!
The monsters chase me everyday,
making sure just to have a taste.
I’ve never been so scared.
“It’s not real, dear.”
I’m blinking my eyes,
trying to wake up from this.
It’s not real you say?
Say that to my pain and tears.
“It’s not real, dear.”
Yes, it’s real.
I wish it weren’t,
but it is.
That’s what makes it hurt worse.
Remember MeRemember MeRemember Me in Free Verse More Like This
Each step I take,
each breath I take,
each wall I break,
will be written inside my heart.
You may not remember it,
but I will.
It seems so simple to you
through your curious eyes,
but it’s more than that.
It’s more than just being quiet.
It’s more than just moving along.
It’s more than what you think.
If only you could climb inside my head.
I take journeys across the world,
flying over mountains and oceans,
and I never stay in one place too long.
I remember every single thing I do,
every thing I see with my wondrous eyes.
One day, you’ll remember me,
in the oddest of moments.
You’ll remember me as the quiet girl
who lived inside her head.
You’re the one that’ll always wonder,
what was she thinking?
That’s how you’ll remember me.
I'll Show YouI’ll Show YouI'll Show You in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna open my heart,
let you see how it ticks.
I wanna make you smile
like no one else has.
I wanna kiss the pain away
and leave you in bliss.
I wanna prove every doubt wrong.
I couldn’t leave without
trying so hard to make
you happy in the end.
I can’t give up now
and I don’t want to.
I’m too far in.
I’m gonna show you I’m different,
no matter what it takes.
Go Right AheadGo Right AheadGo Right Ahead in Free Verse More Like This
She brought herself so low,
lower than the dirt in the ground
all because things weren’t going your way.
Does it make you feel good
to know you’re tearing us all apart
bit by bit?
Oh wait, I completely forgot.
You have Heaven on earth,
so we should all be happy.
That isn’t Heaven, though.
You have Hell wrapped around
your stupid, little finger.
You’ve made your bed,
now lay in it.
When you end in burning pain,
you’ll be alone and torn apart.
And she’ll simply walk away
because she didn’t know
how to smile anymore.
Without you dragging her down,
she’ll smile brightly once again.
Hoenn Confirmed1. AlarmHoenn Confirmed in Humor More Like This
A sleepy sigh rolled off his tongue. Yuuki turned left, then right, his mouth exhaling soft breaths of air. Bringing his Mudkip doll closer to his chest, the boy snuggled his face onto the pillow and dreamt peacefully.
…Or at least, that’s what he planned.
“WAKEY WAKEY BUTTHEAD!”
DOOT DOOT DOOOOT!
“AAAAHHH!” Completely startled by the voice and sound that echoed straight into his ears, Yuuki instinctively jumped on the bed and accidentally slammed his head against the headboard. “OW!”
Once again that voice caught him by surprise. Quickly he snapped his eyes open, only to see Haruka jumping around in his room while playing a trumpet.
Honestly, Yuuki was still in shock at the fact that she was able to enter his room when it was clearly locked. “HARUKA GET OF MY ROOM!”
“POKEMON CONTESTS! WOO!” Haruka blew the trumpet loud and hard as she paraded around the
Weeping Whoopies1. ConflictingWeeping Whoopies in Humor More Like This
“Aw come on Leaf. Don’t cry.” Green shushed the petite girl as he brought her to his lap. Without a single trace of hesitance, he wrapped his arms around her, comforting his beloved Leaf. “I was just joking. I was just joking. Don’t cry, alright?” He kissed the top of her head, fighting a chuckle to hear a cute hiccup from his cute rival.
“N-no no no don’t cry!” Jun panicked as he saw tears streaming down her face. The boy began waving his hands in swift motion. His legs gave little frantic hops, mind boggling on how to comfort his woeful best friend. “Oh Arceus oh Arceus oh Arceus please don’t cry I didn’t mean too oh my Arceus aaaaa…!” His hands moved to his blonde hair, fingers scratching and twisting a few locks.
Fortunately, an idea came into mind.
Unfortunately, it was this: “I-if you don’t stop crying, I’ll fine you one million Pokedolla
Cold Warmth “This is all your fault.”Cold Warmth in Romance More Like This
Bright hazel eyes widened in disbelief. Quickly she gawked at the boy beside her. “My fault?!” Kotone screamed instinctively; her voice echoed hollowly inside the cave.
With teeth roughly grinding against one another, Silver slapped his ears shut and stared at the heavily pouring rain. “Yes your fault,” he spat bluntly, ignoring the rage that slowly built up inside the petite girl.
“Well excuuuuse me!” He heard her speak – or rather, squeak. “But who was the one who forced a battle when he clearly knew that a heavy rainstorm was coming soon?” Cheek puffed like little balloons, Kotone jabbed a finger at his arms. “It’s you!”
“Don’t touch me.” He swatted her hand away; his act once again earned him a good blank stare of shock and disbelief. The redhead scoffed bitterly and looked away. True, it was mostly his fault for p
Wistful Desire I miss the first time I saw you. Where my eyes were unwarily drawn to you like a magnet. Where my body felt light, and my feet somehow shuffled closer towards you. That was when I heard your Pokémon’s words; so filled with love and enthusiasm that it was enough to baffle me into speechlessness.Wistful Desire in Romance More Like This
I miss the sight of your electrifying eyes. Never have I seen such beauty through a pair of irises. The moment my eyes met yours, it was as if a jolt had electrified every inch of my body, stunning me to a point where mobility seemed impossible. Tell me. Is it true that humans cannot lie with their eyes? Because when I saw yours, all I saw were a wave of emotions, swirling like a rampant tornado, throwing every single sensation that I never knew existed.
I miss the sound of your voice. Although your tone was sometimes harsh towards me, that never stopped the fact that it became a song that chimed beautifully in my mind. Unlike others, you rarely showed fear. Unl
Diddly Daddy1. TwinleafDiddly Daddy in Humor More Like This
“Jun,” Hikari sighed heavily, “can you please tell me how our daughter got stuck up in a tree?!” Jet black eyes shot straight at her beloved husband who, though unsurprisingly, only flashed a guiltless grin.
One hand went to the back of his neck. “Well, I kinda…taught her how to climb a tree for emergency purposes. You know, like if you’re being chased by wild Bidoofs and you need someplace high to-”
“Why on earth would you taught her THAT?!”
“Like I said, Bidoofs-”
“THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” This time, Hikari took a much louder response. She gritted her teeth while Jun slapped his ears out of reflex, obviously scared by her outburst.
Violet only watched her parents from the tree and flashed a sweet smile as if they were being sickly sweet to each other. “Look mommy I climby!”
“Dude, how gay are we?” Green asked blankly as he watched Me
Dearest Chapter “The end,” she finished the story with a smile. However, before White could even think about closing the book, she felt a soft tug from behind.Dearest Chapter in Romance More Like This
“May I please hear it again?” His voice was a soft murmur; a lovely mix of sleepiness and affection. He placed his chin on the top of her head. His nose caught the sweet scent of chocolate, tickling his insides and bringing him at ease.
She snorted lightly, her cheeks a fairly shade of red ever since he wrapped his arms around her. Slightly tilting her head up, White raised her left hand and gently patted his cheek. “N, you’re sleepy.”
“Pleaaaaase,” he whined softly. A frown dragged his smile downwards. He pulled her even closer until a squeak of surprise escaped her mouth. “Just one…” A yawn broke his childish plea, “more time…”
Honestly, White wanted to laugh at how much of a kid he could be.
Beautiful Moment This is it.Beautiful Moment in Humor More Like This
The most glorious, anticipating moment of my life. The moment that has me dreaming in mirth since I was 6. The moment that brings excitement just at the simple thought of it. The moment that will change the revolution of the Pokémon world.
Yes. That moment is here. And I am alive and breathing to not only witness, but also to be participating in the magnificent mark of history. A giggle breathes through my mouth. A smile stretches upon my beautiful, cherry red lipstick. Both my hands clasp together, manicured fingers intertwining and locking to a tight grip.
I can feel my throat screaming. I can feel my heart jumping. My toes curl inside my new high-heel pumps. My smile only grows wider, flashing a pair of shiningly bright teeth.
The moment has arrived. And I am only two steps away from the glory.
Taking one deep breath, I close my eyes and turn my heels. This is it, I scream inside my head, I can’t believe today is the day! I can’t believe
Silky Ships1. ConflictingSilky Ships in Humor More Like This
“Your boyfriend is a super hot, super strong ex-rival who loved- No wait, loves to tease you a lot.” Green winked foxily at the embarrassed Leaf. A smirk curled his lips to see such an adorable face on the beautiful girl.
“G-Green stop that!” Leaf stuttered, her hands quickly cupping her face to rid away the embarrassing shade.
“I’m stronger than my boyfriend!” Haruka boasted in pride as she casually lifted the boy in her arms.
“Haru, please put me down…”
“My boyfriend is my childhood friend who’s a bit…”
“HIKARI!!!” Before she could finish, she was quickly pounced from behind. The two couples only stared in shock, but Hikari did nothing but sigh as if the tackle was nothing out of the ordinary.
“I miss you!” Jun cheered in glee as he lovingly nuzzled his cheek on hers.
Poetic Ammo1. GreenPoetic Ammo in Humor More Like This
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Grandpa my name is not Dickhead101.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
KJFDSHKFJABSHFKJSHDKJS one million fine.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Bitch I’m Giovanni.
5. Steven Stone
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I manipulated you for my evil schemes no offense txt it LOL.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Liberate your Pokémon.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I’m snarky and mean and a big jerk but deep down inside I’m actually really insecure and I cry myself to sleep because everyone I love dies or leaves me.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
I am Red,
You are Red,
That old lady down the street is Red,
Everyone is Red,
How To Woo a Lady “Okay N,” Green placed his hands on the tables, “since Valentines is around the corner, we’re going to teach you on how to woo your girl.” One hand on his chest, the young Viridian leader scoffed and cocked his head in pride. “Thankfully for you, you’ve come to the right man.”How To Woo a Lady in Humor More Like This
A frown pulled N’s lips. “I came because you told me you needed help with Pokémon translation-”
“Anyways!” Green shouted, his hand then turned into a fists and raised up in the air. “Don’t worry. In these few days, you’ll become the hottest topic in Unova that even your hot mess of a girlfriend couldn’t resist you!”
The green-haired man, despite both of them being be same age, couldn’t help but to feel slightly scared at Green’s sudden excitement. N looked around the room. Apparently, they weren’t alone. “Would anyone please tell me what this is abo
Persephone's Creepy Diary: 02Entry 2:Persephone's Creepy Diary: 02 in Short Stories More Like This
I have obtained a seemingly fully sentient and free willed undead. She calls herself May, and I do believe the two of us will make fast friends. What an amazing specimen she is. How I would love to cut her fetid flesh open and see the magic inside for myself. Is the brain still alive? How long will mort flesh last before it rots off and leaves behind an animate skeleton? Perhaps the magic holding undead together has some sort of preservative quality. Experiments could lead me to the secret of immortality. Alas, she is a prized specimen and I will not waste her life in a dissection. I will just observe for now and see if she is worth as much as I believe.
May, and an entire illusion city of undead, was under the control of a bumbling necromancer whose name I choose not to remember. At least this is his story, but the man can barely cast an orison, let alone such marvels as the illusions we saw. I do believe there is more at work here than we first thought. It is simply too dang
Mignon's Journal: Entry 5Entry Five: Spring - Year 847 of the 4th Age.Mignon's Journal: Entry 5 in Short Stories More Like This
I forgot how annoying Sir Tulock could be. I appreciate his evilness, but he is a little too evil for me. Well, maybe I should say he's just a different type of evil than me. He is, well, chaotic. Evil for the hell of it. Evil without order is a scary and dangerous thing. Luckily in Sir Tulock's case it is also a very incompetent thing. It may sound odd coming from me, someone who breaks the law for a living, but evil should have order. There is a time and a place. There are acceptable targets.
A good person would scoff at these words, they always seem to lump us all together. I'm nothing like those creeps who follow Asmodeus or a Khornate berserker. The good folk like to see people as black or white, while I like to hum along in the darker shades of gray.
I know this makes me sounds like a delusional idealist, but I've never considered myself evil in the moral sense. I'm definitely not good, but evil seems
Mignon Doesn't Shut Up - 1Addendum: Shit, shit, shit! We had it! Our quest was over! Then Tulock had to go and fuck everything up. I probably shouldn't have tried to kill him like I did, it sort of goes against everything I wrote last night... He's A lich though, I guess. It's not like it would actually kill him. I've got a bit of a temper. Whatever, I'm through with him. His only value was entertainment. Who else polymorphs into a gelatinous cube after trying to grapple an elemental and then immediately gets pummeled to death?Mignon Doesn't Shut Up - 1 in Short Stories More Like This
I don't think I have ever been so angry. It's not like me, really. I just want this stupid quest over with so I can get a nice cushy job as the head of a chapter of the guild in some backwater town. I'm sick of this adventuring shit. I'm just not cut out for it. Ah, what am I saying? I'll end up adventuring until the day I die, bitching all the way. Makes for a more interesting journal after all. Let's just hope the day I die isn't soon.
This Song May Contain SubtextYour system doesn't need the strains I've been giving you.This Song May Contain Subtext in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your ears do not need the notes I've been singing you.
And those eyes they do not wish to see what they behold.
"Best Friends" means...
"Best Friends" means...
Your mind, maybe it needs the goodwill I've been sending you.
But your words, they betray the fact I've been killing you.
You need me like a wounded soldier needs a kind word.
"Best Friends" means..
"Best Friends" means..
My eyes steal the light out of yours.
Oh what will I do? Oh what will, what will I do?
My wind snaps your sails clean in two.
Sinking your ship. Oh what will, what will you do?
I've been watching you.
As clear as it started, when did the parting begin?
Now I'm broken hearted, and failing to find strength within.
Rome burned in a day, 1084 in May.
Maybe you'll find the strength to build up again and say,
all the things you mean. But sadly on that day,
it won't be with me. or Pope Gregory.
I gave all I had, but it wasn't enough.
I said all I could, but yo
The Minnow and the FoxThere once was a strange little minnow who loved to sing.The Minnow and the Fox in Free Verse More Like This
Her mother was a singer too, like bells her voice did ring.
But the blibs and the blubs of the river tongue were hard to use.
The minnow wanted to go up on land, and maybe even wear shoes!
But the minnow was not ready, or so her mother did fear.
The minnow practiced and her voice became ever so pure!
"I suppose I must let you go" her mother eventually did say.
So the minnow adventured out upon land that very same day!
She flipped and she flopped and she bumbled and bopped.
Every fish out of water at first flails like a flounder.
But the minnow had faith in herself and never stopped.
So she wandered the woods until a clearing did surround her.
The people, they went this way and that,
This place had everything, even stores of nice hats!
The minnow sang in the center with all she could,
And as she sang another soul did exit the wood.
A handsome young fox rode forth on his steed.
A fox of fortitude, who always did good deeds!
I Will Be Here When You DieWhen I'm alone without you my gaze turns as empty as your chest.I Will Be Here When You Die in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A broken shell, my mind just can't comprehend the words you said.
and then you left me, just like you always have.
But after everything I still can only call you "friend."
I owe you an apology every time we talk.
If you can't break free with me, by all means break free without.
The silence lets my mind run free. Thinking too deep, my fatal disease.
But I can see the signs and read your mind.
I know exactly what your silence means.
I believe, of course, that words can make a difference.
I know, of course, that words are all I have.
Did these events really need to come and pass?
Why can't I let you go, like to me you clearly have?
Four years can't be meaningless. Four years can't be a lie.
I believe, of course, the light that once shone so brilliant and pure,
I know, of course, that light, somewhere, is still here.
I can feel it near,
Words that disappear.
"I still need you here."
The silence can't interfere.
It couldn't ha
Persephone's Creepy Diary: 01Entry 1:Persephone's Creepy Diary: 01 in Short Stories More Like This
This town is just like the others. Morals and pointless rituals for the dead are stopping the advance of knowledge, and the nobles are nothing but foolish cowards. They do not realize that humanity is set back a week of progress every time my day is wasted. What seemed like a simple guard job went awry and I didn't receive my promised pay, but it wasn't all bad since it seems this city is absolutely teeming with undead, so maybe it won't be a waste after all. Someone else in the area understands the potential of the dead. I have witnessed a sight unlike those I have seen before, an army of the dead marching out from the ocean in cadence, their bubbly and rotting flesh oddly preserved by the ocean's gift of salt. Undead are not my favorite, but it was still almost too much to take. I haven't been this ecstatic and giddy since my days running experiments in the cabin. I must meet the controller of these undead. Yes...
I'm traveling with two others, though in time they shall leav
Marsh LightsHe said "Do you want to live like a predator,Marsh Lights in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
or do you want to be sacrificed like a lamb?"
He said "There is no such thing as neutrality."
"We're months at sea and you have to pick a side!"
"As far as you've been, as far as you've gotten.
No, no not even this can whipe away those scars.
Like a wound slashed upon a soldier's face.
They see your past. They are going to eat you alive."
"Oh my, look inside!
Your paradise is here with mine."
She said "Time is awfully beautiful,
it marches us all towards the same sick end."
She said "But these bars placed around my cell,
won't turn to sand until long past my prime."
"As far as I've been, as far as I've gotten.
No, not even you will ever be enough.
You see this disguise was cut from paper,
They see my past. They are going to eat me alive."
"Oh my, look inside!
Paradise is hard to find."
They walked along the road through the marsh that night
Their hands pressed firmly to their sides.
He watched the road ahead, her eyes, they met the ground.
When We Were Strangers (Very Short Story)When We Were Strangers-When We Were Strangers (Very Short Story) in Short Stories More Like This
She had never been one for words. Stifled by fear, or perhaps simple loathing for what she was, the blacksmith's daughter rarely made much more than a peep around anyone but her close family.
“Go fetch us some bread from the market, Cath.” Her father had said. A simple task to many. Little more than a chore. Her father's illness had left him unable to work as well as he once did, and with no sons in the family, Cath had to step up and assist him. Errands like this were commonplace, but she couldn't seem to ever get used to them. She could never get herself to do it alone and required the accompaniment of her sister.
Brani was two years younger, and the very model of a young lady. Even the simple dress of peasants looked elegant and flowing upon her petite body. Cath felt like a beast walking beside a beauty as the two strolled through the city streets towards the market. For her arms were built like those of a man from countless hours toiling about t
Shai-Hsien's Journal - Entry 8Entry Eight:Shai-Hsien's Journal - Entry 8 in Short Stories More Like This
It's been a long while since I last had the time to write my thoughts down in here, what with escaping slavery, escaping a giant evil portal, escaping a demon invasion on a town, being captured by a General, evading mind control, breaking my sisters out of similar mind control, contacting an insane guy and making plans with him, almost immediately breaking those plans, and escaping from slavery a second time. Now that me and my new found sisters have tricked that giant snake general into letting us out I finally feel comfortable writing.
Things are still chaotic and I honestly don't know what is going to happen, or even who I'll be fighting for or against, but for the first time in a long while I have unbridled drive pushing me towards a goal. The Empire is after my homeland, and my kin are in trouble. I'm not a hero, and I never thought I would be, but it seems I'll be fighting until my la
AshamedIt was one of those cloudy, rainy days. I was actually kind of glad for that, I hated the sun. Indoors is more of my thing. Anyways, before I accidentaly get off subject, my dad was going to this indoor volleyball thing. I didn't really pay attention to the details, as I don't care much for sports. I asked if I could stay in the car, and he said that was fine.Ashamed in Fan Fiction More Like This
As soon as he left I locked the car, as I'm very paranoid. Then I tuned the radio to my favorite station and turned up the volume as loud as I could without busting my ear drums. Now that I had felt comfortable, I pulled out my Gameboy, which I had brought with me. And inside it was FireRed. I turned the volume on my GameBoy down, as I wanted to listen to the radio while I played my game.
It had been a while since I last played the game. When my save file loaded I found myself to be standing on Treasure Beach, that island below One Island. I opened the menu and clicked on my Pokemon, to find my normal party, except for a Dratini
Tommy Boy"Hey sis can I play your Pokemon Emerald? Please? Please please please?!"Tommy Boy in Fan Fiction More Like This
Reluctantly, I handed over my Gameboy and Pokemon Emerald cartridge to my little sister. With a squeel, she turned it on and started playing. I sighed. I don't like her messing with my games, but she didn't have any video games of her own. Plus she was leveling up my own Pokemon for free, and you can't really beat that deal.
"Come out come out whever you are Pokemon~" I shook my head as my sibling spoke to the inanimate object. I grabbed my DS and popped Diamond in. I flew to Hearthome and decided to randomly make some Poffins for the heck of it. I had plenty of Oran berries to spare. I threw one into the mix.
I stirred the dough, careful not to burn it. I pride myself at how well I can make Poffins without burning them or over flowing them at all. I stirred with the same, perfect grace I always did-
"Hey sis! I found a green Trapinch!!"
I cursed as I stroked the mix too much and caused it to overflow. S
Pokemon Creepy Pasta GuideEdit 3/24/15Pokemon Creepy Pasta Guide in Horror More Like This
I wrote this guide four years ago and am leaving it and my other stories up only for novelty's sake. Use at your own discretion.
If you are continuing to actively read Pokémon creepypastas and are considering writing one, my only advice is
So you're new to the Pokémon creepy pasta world, and have no idea where to start. You may have an amazing idea, or none at all, but you do know for certain that you want to write a really great creepy pasta that thousands will love. You just don't know exactly how to accomplish that. That's where this guide comes in, to help you create a new masterpiece that many will love and save the rest of us from suffering through another n00bish story.
Getting an idea
First thing's first: You have to get an idea. If you don't have an idea for the pasta and make up stuff as you go along then it's not going to turn out good, or make any sense. But before you even get an idea, you need to know what style you're
Pokemon Dead ChannelI was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys to talk to. That's when I got a Gamecube.Pokemon Dead Channel in Horror More Like This
It was the christmas of 2003 I believe. I was overjoyed at having my own video game station. It came with the games Super Mario Sunshine, Pac Man World 2, and Pokemon Channel. Each of those games still hold a special place in my heart today. As soon as the Gamecube was set up and ready to go I began playing it immediately.
The first game I played was Super Mario Sunshine. This game is what got me hooked onto the Mario series. After playing it for hours straight and finally finding a level I just couldn't get past I turned to Pac Man World 2. Amazingly enough, I got stuck on level two.
Nasty PlotI was as excited as a kid that had just finished chugging down an entire bag of sugar. As soon as the car pulled to a stop I opened the door and leaped out, starting to run across the parking lot. In my haste I tripped and fell face first into the pavement, but I quickly leaped back up, brushed myself off, and continued my trek onwards. I was already at the door when I realised I had left my DS in the car.Nasty Plot in Fan Fiction More Like This
I turned and started running back to the car, "Daddy! Daddy!! My DS!!" I urgently screeched to him, as if we were under attack. "I got it!" He called back to me as he got out of the car. I sighed in relief as I saw my beloved pink DS in his hands. "Gimme it!" I told him as I raced up to him, tried to pry my treasure out of his grip. "No, I'm carrying it in. I don't want you breaking it, like you would have just a minute ago when you tripped and fell."
I pouted and gave up. I sullenly walked back to the store with him. As soon as we stepped inside, he handed me my DS. I quickly snatch
PMD: Explorers Of DeathIt was a fairly standard Friday evening at GameStop. I had somehow convinced my dad to buy me a video game, so with a regretful glance at his wallet and a sigh he lead me into the store. I ran from one game to the next indecisive over which one I should get. Most of the new games seemed tasteless and dull to me, so I went to check out some of the less recent games. Still none pleased me. That's when my eye caught the games that were on sale.PMD: Explorers Of Death in Settings More Like This
I ran over to the on sale bin and found Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers Of The Sky sitting atop all of the others. I gasped, I had been wanting this game for so long! Light reflected off the cover and it shone like a bright blazing star. It seemed to be calling out to me, like it wanted me to buy it oh so badly. And I did. Eagerly, I picked up the game and ran over towards my dad asking if he could buy it for me. Seeing that it was half off, he happily agreed.
Both of us now content, we bought the game and drove home. The whole way back I
Tommy Boy v2It was one of those sleepovers, just me and my bestie, when we got bored and got a dumb idea. Well, she got the brilliant idea anyways. Apparently she thought it would be "fun" to try and perform one of those summoning rituals, even though she knew anything and everything paranormal gave me nightmares for weeks. Which is why I think she wanted to do it so bad.Tommy Boy v2 in Horror More Like This
Of course, I wouldn't willingly go along with the ritual, so my friend had to persuade me by offering her Darkrai plushie which I had coveted for a few weeks now. I remember wondering if the risk of dying a horrible, bloody death was worth it for just a toy Apparently the answer was yes, since I eventually went along with the insane idea.
The requirement for the ritual was paper, pencil, a candle, 6 random dolls, and 60 minutes of your time. It had to be the middle of the night, or in a dark house. We (As in me doing all the work) did it at around midnight, after everyone else was asleep.
The first step was to
PMD: Explorers Of Death V2It was one of those normal Friday evenings. My dad and I were at the mall, strolling around and gazing at the vast collection of stores. I was gleefully munching on a frosted cookie I had convinced him to buy for me by saying how much I loved him and I would only ask this one time. I still don't see how he hadn't already caught onto my not-so-hidden pattern.PMD: Explorers Of Death V2 in Fan Fiction More Like This
After several minutes of aimless wandering, I finally found a store that caught my attention. GameStop. I squealed as much as when a little child gets a new puppy. Before even asking for permission, I raced into the store. My father regretfully followed me in.
I ran to and fro, carefully examining every game up for sale. Most of them I either already had, or they seemed tasteless and dull. I groaned, and was just about to give up hope when my eye caught a game I hadn't noticed before. Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Sky. My spirits soared as I greedily snatched the game from the shelf and sprinted back towards my dad.
Lavender SuicidesLavender Town Syndrome over rated? True. Lavendar Town Syndrome is fake?Lavender Suicides in Fan Fiction More Like This
It started about... what, 2 months ago? Yeah, 2 months ago, about halfway through October. I was on Youtube, searching for random videos of who knows what when one of the people I subscribed uploaded a video. They were uploading a video that had scary video game music every day of the month until Halloween, and so far they had been uploading some pretty good and very unnerving music I had never heard before. So I was shocked to see they had uploaded Pokemon music.
I clicked on it anyways. It was the old, first version of the Lavender Town theme song. When I listened to the theme I remembered hearing it before, when I had played through the game. It honestly didn't sound scary at all to me, I actually even liked hearing it. But then I looked at the comments on the video.
Some users were talking about how Japanese kids had committed suicide on themselves after listening to this song. Interested,
PokePark Wii: Pikachu's ReturnPoképark Wii to me was one of those games I picked up once, powered through, then never touched again. It's fun and amusing the first round, but after a while the mini-games and running to and fro get a tad bit stale. I personally found it a bit amusing how every Pokémon you make friends with always asks you to play with them again some time later on.PokePark Wii: Pikachu's Return in Horror More Like This
That thing must've been one of the single most frustrating bosses I've ever fought in my gaming life. To think such a simple game would have something so frustrating to end it off still boggles my mind. I sure wasn't going to re-challenge it for fun any time soon. When you think about it, it's really no wonder Mew is stuck up alone on that Sky Pavilion with no friends.
Somewhere along the line the pleas of the Pokémon for me to return must have gotten to me, since recently I found a desire to play the game once more. When I turned the game on, I had figured I wouldn't be playing for very long. I'd just run a
Witch With A Fairy WandWitch With A Fairy Wand in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Witch with a Fairy Wand:
She came out in a dress full of laces,
She faced up a crowd and their god-fearin' faces.
They started screamin' murder over hymns and a gospel,
They said 'you better run or you're caught in the Witch's spell...'
But out came the sun and it dried up all the f***in' rain,
The girl waved a wand and it took away the crowd's pain.
Old men were runnin' while the kids were doin' backflips.
All because the girl had a wand and she let it rip!
She had a fairy wand, a f***in' fairy wand,
She had a fairy wand, a shiny fairy wand!
She made us all believe...
In all those things we wanted to see...
She made us all believe,
In all those things, locked up in memories!
Cause she had a fairy wand, a f***in' fairy wand,
She had a fairy wand, a shiny fairy wand!
She had a fairy wand, a f***in' fairy wand,
She had a fairy wand, a shiny fairy wand...
Out came the priest, he was dressed up in the robes of white,
He brought out a cross and he said, 'Now we p
Waking NightmaresWaking Nightmares:Waking Nightmares in Free Verse More Like This
It begins in the same way, every single night
Fire spreading from an altar in the darkness
As all living beings are slowly consumed,
The coruscating flames appear wet with blood
The scene then changes to a flooded hallway
Live wires dangling just above the water,
Like venomous serpents slithering in the darkness
A single pounce would end my life
Eventually the hallway ends with a door,
One that reminds me of forgotten yore
And my thoughts shall be in rhyme at this point
As though lips and tongue are eternally joint
What maddened schemes have they in mind?
It is not a question, I may ask at this time.
Quickly I am brought before a bone-wrought throne
Kneeling as my flesh is carved 'Atone'
My thoughts return to me and they are normal now
I somehow retain awareness of where I am.
I see before me, a creature rising;
From the shadows it grins and bares its fangs
'I am the end, which you so desperately seek,
And the mo
A Glass of Total PoisonA Glass of Total Poison:A Glass of Total Poison in Free Verse More Like This
This is an issue very close to my heart, so I'll be putting it into rhyme:
Hang on a moment, STOP!
And think in the frame,
You pickin' up that glass,
With a hint of disdain.
Knocking back the shots,
One, two, nine, twenty!
You're pukin' in the alley,
And the scent is heavy!
Every moment that you pass off as some fun,
It's like you're playing tag at the point of a gun!
I'm sick and tired,
Watching you sink into despair.
Your life is in the gutter,
But you're already there!
Now how do you escape this,
What is the truth?
You're blinded by the lies,
That you think is the proof!
You lookin' down into the glass...
At a demon and it may be your last!
You better start waking,
To the smell of your breath,
Or the alcohol WILL,
Be the reason for death...
"There is no such thing, as a good poison..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 21st February 2012
Breaking FreeBreaking Free:Breaking Free in Free Verse More Like This
I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm
As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!
An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...
And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled excitement
This is the moment where things will change!
I can sense it in the way that the air is moving
As one I see the masses rise, they become tall-
Like giants made of flesh and anger!
They break like the tide upon the guards holding me
Setting me free once more...
And as I redeem my hat from the clutches of the self-righteous
Practice Poem - D and D Tongue TwisterPractice Poem - D&D Tongue Twist:Practice Poem - D and D Tongue Twister in Free Verse More Like This
So here, sit down, get down;
Everyone just f'in' hit the ground.
Cause I'm rhymin' with some rap I stole,
Everyone in the house just sit and roll;
Cause I'm burnin' fire with an Undead Monk
Yeah I play D&D when I'm f'in drunk.
Rush feats that'll make you go mad in black,
You'll scribble all over that fanny pack.
Now I'm crusin' through some Elven Wood,
Searchin' up some dude for the stolen good,
When a dragon pops out snarl and roar,
Man I roll for a 'Fist of Garandor'.
Eight dee six damage added through and through,
'Chain fist' makes me some Dragon Goo.
Got loot poppin' outta my character sheet;
Don't wanna get it stained with my milk and wheat...
So I sit in a tavern restin' up,
While the DM fills his restin' gut.
And his mom comes in the f'in room,
"Hey why didja enter mah lair of doom!"
"Do you want me to bring some pizza rolls?"
"Goddamit Mom I'm the Evil Grole!"
"But do you want some of those f'in pizza rolls?"
"Yeah I'll have some mom ju
Why I Hate My LifeWhy I Hate My Life:Why I Hate My Life in Free Verse More Like This
Despite the fact that I'm a trained professional
I have to work odd-jobs making deliveries on a motorcycle
The only girl who I ever loved
was just using me as a replacement
The only girl that actually likes me
runs a bar and took over my house
I don't have the guts to kick her out
so I end up sleeping at an abandoned church
I've recently picked up a strange rash
it hurts and I have to wear sleeves to cover it
My only friends are a guy that never comes out from a forest
and a girl that's always looking to steal the meager possessions I have
Everything sucks really
because the one person who cared about me
is already dead...
He was my army buddy, always cool, always the best
I visit his grave sometimes, in the middle of long deliveries
The worst part about everything though
is the fact that the one guy who made my life hell
The one guy who took everything important away from me
just came back to town a few minutes ago...
And you know what he said the moment
HopeHope:Hope in Free Verse More Like This
She waits for him
at the gates that stood when even the world crumbled
knowing that her own name will soon be forgotten
Where once she carried the weight of the world
now her strength is but the tiniest whisper
A single spark, left to crackle amongst the shades
until all is lost in the endless folds of time
It's getting colder
though she still continues to stand by the gates
She is getting older
and thus her memories must fade...
Angels gather to watch her in these final moments
and they bow their heads as a sign of respect
For even now, as the life leaves her body
Still she continues to wait...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 27th July 2012
Oppa Pirate Style!Oppa Pirate Style:Oppa Pirate Style! in Free Verse More Like This
Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!
Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!
Stick-on tattoos and a Captain's hat makes me a player
My pirate theme is 'Raining Blood' by a band that's known as Slayer
But let's realise the fact: I've got no beard, I'm just that cool
I'm like Monkey D. Luffy when I drown in a kiddie pool
Cause I'm a guy!
The type that sails along the seven seas, a pirate guy
With a black fedora hat I use to tease, a pirate guy
Got so much swag I cure the love disease, a pirate guy
I'm a pirate guy!
So heyo- Pretty ladies I need to know...I need to know
Would you get aboard my ship and drop it really low, do it really slow!
(Then I want ye lovely lasses all t' say-)
Oppa Pirate style, Pirate style!
oh oh oh oh Oppa Pirate style, pirate style
oh oh oh oh Oppa Pirate style
Eh- Sexy Lady, oh oh oh oh Oppa Pirate style!
Eh- Sexy Lady oh oh oh oh
Once I tried to rob a ship that came from Neverland
When I got on board I fo
My Beautiful FilthMy Beautiful Filth:My Beautiful Filth in Free Verse More Like This
We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
Awkward. (Barry X Reader)Awkward. (Barry X Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Thought I'd write this one for Barry because he's so innocent and naïve (maybeeee...) and cuuuuuute. He doesn't belong to me... or does he? (Huehuehuehue.) Anyway, it's a short one that just popped into my head, because he'd definitely be caught in a situation like this. Will this author's note be longer than the fic? Gah, I don't even know. ;-;
He'd just flown back from his training in the Hoenn league, and he couldn't wait to see her. All the Pokemon he'd seen and caught-- and what better way to tell her than by surprising her?
They'd talked and called numerous times, but it just wasn't the same as having her right there to talk to. He wondered what they'd do first-- she mentioned a new café in town.
Walking up to the door, he reached under one of her plants and pulled out the hidden key she'd left him a while ago. He quietly slipped in and closed the door softly behind him.
The house was cozy and
Heat Wave. (Barry X Reader)Heat Wave. (Barry X Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Meh. Just another fluffy fic with dis cutie inspired by the sudden hot weather we're having here. This picture does not belong to me, and unfortunately, neither does he. :*
"Barry, I hope you called me because you have air conditioning and ice cream, because I practically died walking here." You yelled, entering his house as if it was your own. It basically was already, because you spent a large portion of your time there.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be here so early." He walked down the stairs, sporting only a pair of gym shorts.
"Put a shirt on." You wrinkled your nose at him, hoping it would hide your faint blush.
You'd been childhood friends for so long-- why had the two of you been acting so weird recently?
"Well, we're going outside." He grinned, shrugging.
"But you don't have a pool! It's so hot out there!"
"C'mon, I promise you won't regret it."
Sighing, you followed him out the d
PokeBoys X Reader Series: [Meal.]PokeBoys X Reader Series: [Meal.] in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: LOOK GUYS, I INCLUDED DIA! Probably because he eats a lot of food. Hehehe. Anywho, please give me requests as to what theme I should do for my next PokeBoys X Reader Series! I really enjoy writing these long-drabble-ish things. A couple of these are more friendship than romance, but eh. Also, some of them are a little longer than last time! C:
"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
Red ; Breakfast
The instant the sunlight seeped through your blinds, your nose scrunched as you took a deep breath.
It took you a moment to realize what had happened the day before, and you suddenly groaned in pain.
You'd broken your leg trying to get (Pokemon) down from the tree.
At least you had a new cast for everyone to sign!
But the doctor said it would take about six weeks to heal. How on earth could you limp around for that long?!
"(Y/N)..." A calm, cheerful voice crept through the slightly opened doo
Double Date. (Red X Reader)Double Date. (Red X Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Aaaaaaand, here's my first Red X Reader. Thought this would be a funny idea. I do not take credit for him or this picture!
"Mom! Mom! Mooooommy!"
"Keep it down, Emmy. I'm trying to study." You rolled your eyes at your little sister, who was bouncing off the walls at the moment.
"(Y/N), stop being so lame. You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend and you don't."
"You're like, four. I don't care." Sighing, you turned up your music.
"I'm six," She pouted, the raised her voice, "Moooooom, can I go out with Tony now?"
Your mother peeked her head around the corner from where she was making lunch.
"Alright, but only if (Y/N) goes with you!"
"Mooooooooom!" The two of you groaned at the same time.
"It's your choice, girls."
"(Y/N), pleeease. Tony's not free tomorrow. I know you're lonely and desperate, but I'll owe you one!"
"Well, thanks." You responded sarcastically, "So why should I go with you?"
Safe. (Silver X Reader)Safe. (Silver X Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Dat hair.
Anywho, hope you enjoy this. Hope Silver's not too mushy and OOC, but he's gotta have a softer side, right?
For Fangirl492 ! :*
"EEEYYAAAHHH!" (Y/N) screamed as she watched yet another murderous clown suddenly appear on the screen. She nearly jumped to the ceiling, even from her sitting position.
"You're a scaredy cat." Silver teased, causing her to shove him playfully.
"No, I was just mildly surprised."
She peeked out from under the blanket at him.
There was just something about those shining silver eyes that made her feel so safe.
She sat back up to watch the movie, barely peering out from under the covers.
"Mild is an understatement." He smirked.
"You're such a meanie!" She pouted as he laughed, putting an arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer.
"You're so damn adorable."
"You're still mean."
Smooth. (Gold X Reader X Silver)Smooth. (Gold X Reader X Silver) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Oh, these two. Love the chemistry between them, and they're both adorable in their own different ways. Hopefully, this story leads up to your expectations, friends.
Maybe next time I'll try a really weird pairing, like Silver X Reader X Ruby... WHO KNOWS?
I feel like I need to involve more Pokemon in these stories. That's what this series is about, after all. Huehuehuehue.
Neither the characters nor the picture belong to me.
Only you do, reader.
You belong to me.
HEHEHEHHE JKS WHAT AM I WRITING.
You don't know why you agreed to come here exactly, but it probably had to do with the two cute boys standing at your sides. And you just couldn't refuse a chance like this.
But really, was this worth it?
"I thought you said you could skate, (Y/N)." A figure with red hair rushed past you and halted quickly with a sharp zing.
"I said that I went skating once. When I was six. For five minutes. And you to
Push. (Silver X Reader)Push. (Silver X Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: AHHHH. To Fangirl492, I promise to write you a new one if you don't like it! It just turned out so much different than I thought because your idea gave me a new idea, then another one, then another... gah. ;-;
Hopefully you still like it. Silver's still a meanie but you can see he cares, hehe.
Also, this is quite a lot more intense than I planned for it to be. But who knows? You might like it. Still having a hard time writing Silver. I'm a bit iffy on this still, so let me know what you all think.
"(Y/N), I've been calling you and you finally pick up telling me you can't battle?!"
You were startled, but could only groan and roll over in your bed.
"I'm sick, Silver. But y'know, thanks for caring." Your voice was muffled by the blankets you had pulled over your head.
"Get up, weakling. You'll get nothing done like that."
"H-hey! Silver, please! Stop!"
The boy had whipped off your blanket and pulled your pillow
PokeBoys X Reader Series: [Sleep.]PokeBoys X Reader Series: [Sleep.] in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: So basically, I wrote a little story for each of them with the same theme. In this case, sleeping with them! (SFW, I promise. ^^') I'll probably continue with these little drabble series if you all like them, so let me know. And I will be adding more of the boys soon, as soon as I can write them. Anywho, enjoy and let me know what you think. C:
"I went to sleep, thinking about you // And I woke up just the same."
Red ; Safe
He always wore himself out battling, and almost always fell asleep before you.
Occasionally, if you had more work to finish, you'd tuck the tired boy in.
Sometimes, he mumbled attack commands, dreaming about even more battling.
And once in a while, he'd simply mumble your name and smile.
After finishing piles of paperwork, you'd crawl into the space beside him and put your head on his chest.
It was practically a reflex for him to pull you in closer and give you a quick kiss on t
this shit isn't dranoI would mix a pastethis shit isn't drano in Free Verse More Like This
of saliva, tears,
and broken dreams
to replace things
you thought were lost;
recover all the little things
you hung with delicate
in spider's webs and
give breath to paper
angel wings for flight.
but, with vinegar
doused upon these wings
and epoxy riddled webs,
you pour my concoction
down the drain with disdain
that you aren't good enough.
learning to hear the unspokeni hear your pencillearning to hear the unspoken in Free Verse More Like This
drag atop the paper
and subtle breaths drawn.
i wonder, as i
let my mind wander
down winding paths
and through lonely fields.
trees are barren.
the frost nips at your heels
when you walk too slow.
every release from my
looks like smoke.
i hesitate to speak,
afraid the words will waft away
never reaching the crook of your neck
where i want them to nest.
"i love you," is all i can muster -
never feeling it weighs enough.
i imagine a tongue
i pretend that my heart
is full of profound
unheard by angel,
my head is wrapped
in thick fog;
though, i fancy it with feathers
through a bright, moonlit summer's eve.
it's clear amongst cloudless skies.
here we travel freely, unafraid,
our souls speak.
no words will ever be enough.
clipping imaginations like clipping wings"Little girl, what is it you want to become?"clipping imaginations like clipping wings in Free Verse More Like This
"I want to be a ballerina!"
"How about a stripper, instead?"
"I want to be a doctor!"
"What about a street pharmacist?"
"I want to be a painter!"
"Would you settle as a tagger, perhaps?"
"I think I'll be a writer!"
"And those bathroom walls
will surely be scribed quite well!"
-dream too big
the stars are dead
-play too long
the dark has come
-build fires in your head
the voices are almost gone
when you fall we'll catch you
we're all expecting you to fail
and when we say, "we told you so,"
you'll know we meant so well
and as I plummet to the earth
from heights you've never been
please catch the pieces of your dreams
that I've cocooned within
as you swoon in melodies
made from your jaw dropped awe
my feathers will flood your open mouths
I'm learning to fly; you're bound to crawl
sepulchertoo long have i been silenced;sepulcher in Free Verse More Like This
the weight in my caged chest held hostage.
my body, a prison of secrets
that my heart is too weak to hold.
palpitations hammer out trenches,
fashioning hollow spaces just to fill them with pain.
i bless these efforts, building walls of memories
as i scratch my own story in towers of heaped filth.
heaviness steeps in the rivers
and spills out.
walls erode and moats brim with decay
as my heart swells, threatening to burst.
polluted streams feed my limbs
until everything is dirty, everything is black
and blue and purple and green.
but nothing is red. nothing is chaste. nothing is cleansed.
i am left alone, awoken and bruised
by the abuse as i claw through the grime, searching for my key.
all the while, the lock is jammed. i am left with no hammer;
no key. a sleepless carrion, plagued with dreams.
a dollar for happinesswhich circumstancesa dollar for happiness in Free Verse More Like This
determine the joy
possessed in each
bottle of bubbles
I retrace patterns
in every memory
unable to recapture
I make spheres
out of sorrow
and watch them sink
rolling around like
marbles in the sand
of my mind-
leaving traces of
no one was able to see
little girl in the hallway
with doors locked
come outside -
I've a dollar
and a smile
because we're too afraid to fly in daylightjust when i thought i was home,because we're too afraid to fly in daylight in Free Verse More Like This
the welcome mat
turned to tacks beneath my feet.
i apologized for the blood
that crept into the cracks and stained your porch.
this isn't the redwood i had in mind;
but i think it's kind of beautiful,
in the same way
a moth can't find its way to the stars
from inside the garage so it
flicks its maddened wings to make a
ting, ting, ting
on a dying lightbulb.
"abyssus abyssum invocat,"
i whisper to the winged-dreamer
as she makes her way across my cheek.
i know she hears it as she
eases past my softly, parted lips.
ex glande quercus,
her wings thump morse code
against the rawness of my throat
and i swallow to quiet her pain.
hush, now shush. be still, my dear;
trees do not talk or bleed.
you've given your wings to grow with me
and we will reach the heavens.
we will be greater than the oaks
as our forest of hair plants us among the stars;
then, we will be home.
hitched to the sky
with the veins of your wings
and stuck with the red of
this is all I've ever knownbrooding man in the cornerthis is all I've ever known in Free Verse More Like This
hash in his pipe
needle in vein
tired mother of four
eyes adorned with wear
and lines that show
obese sir in his chair
health ever fading
life all too draining
in peppered hair
critic of all
always afraid to show
all his cards
paper thin smile
with nose held so high
she can't reach that
top cupboard shelf
and then there's me
welcome the fuck home
for the holidays
something borrowedi winced in pain as clawssomething borrowed in Free Verse More Like This
made their way up my esophagus
and someone took a mortar to my chest
i turned my head, looking away
i felt the raking of pieces against the rocks
my lungs ached as the chalk bled through
and began to suffocate me
i'd enjoy assuming you'd want more for me
you gave me this face
your ghost eyes burn through me
and these cheekbones are yours alone
your dead thoughts thrive in my head
all of these pieces are you
my brain labels them as my own
if i pulled them apart i could make two (w)holes
(an empty daughter and a broken mother)
but, someone used all the glue
Hugh X Reader -Babysitting has it's RewardsHugh X Reader -Babysitting has it's Rewards in Short Stories More Like This
I was on my way to see Hugh. I saw him at the look out. Where you could see out at the mountain and lake in Aspertia City. Hugh usually went here to calm down from a rough day.
I went over to him and he was so focused on something. The distance in his eyes. You could tell something was wrong with him.
“Hugh?” I asked. He was still focused on whatever it was. I looked out to where he was looking. Nothing. So why was he so focused. Or maybe he was lost in thought. “Hugh?”
Still nothing. Maybe he didn’t want to be bugged. So I went over to the benches and waited. Because he did call me out here for a reason. I just didn’t know why.
“Hello, (Name),” Cheren said. I looked and he was beside me. “How’s Hugh today?”
“I don’t know. He asked for me to come here but he’s been like that since I got here,” I said.
“I see,” Cheren said.
“He seems so focused on something,” I said.
Green X Reader - NightmaresGreen X Reader - Nightmares in Short Stories More Like This
I had to go see Green today. I had to get him to help me watch the lab, since Daisy and Professor Oak were leaving for a meeting. I needed Green because just in case an Oak needed be be present he could be there with me. He wasn’t at the gym or at the lab. So I checked his apartment. Red was there and let me in as he left so Green was in there.
I went to his bedroom and sure enough he was in there. Asleep. I went over to him and brushed some of his hair away. He looked so peaceful and calm. Innocent and relaxed. Unlike when he was awake.
“(Name),” he said. “No, (Name). N-No.” He was having a nightmare.
I shook him. “Green. Green, wake up,” I said. “Green.” He woke up with a jolt. His forehead was now full of sweat. His eyes were scared and worried. As wide as I’ve ever seen them. “Green, it’s okay. It’s me, (Name). You’re alright now.”
“(N-Name)?” he asked. He then held onto me and bur
Popular!Black! X Shy!Reader! - Ghost storiesPopular!Black! X Shy!Reader! - Ghost stories in Short Stories More Like This
“Ever hear the story of these woods? A girl died right here right where we are,” Black said trying to scare us. We had went to the woods on a camping trip. It was Black, White, N, Kyouhei, Hugh, and Mei with me on this trip. I was Black’s friend and he invited me here. I was always so shy that I was usually left out of a lot of things.
“Shut up,” White said having N hug her because he was already scared at this horror story. “No girl died in these woods, Black.” I think right now she was scared and trying to play it cool because she didn’t want anyone to know.
“Ahh but she did. It was a night just like tonight. Almost exactly like tonight. She was lost in these woods so she followed the Mandibuzz. So she followed them and followed them. She noticed the trees getting thicker and thicker on the sides. Fog soon rolled in slowly at first. After awhile she couldn’t see the Mandibuzz anymore. She then heard a feint screech. Like whe
Silver X Reader - And so we metSilver X Reader - And so we met in Short Stories More Like This
First off I want to say something. If I choose something that you wouldn’t then sorry but it makes it easier to write. Alright enough of me on to the story. Also lots of cussing. I mean come on it’s Silver.
I had just started out my journey with Cyndaquil. I had grown to having him by my side all the time. I loved him so much. Being with him was so fun. It was hard to image. He knew when I was sad or upset that he could easily cheer me up.
We got passed three gym battles together and he evolved into a Quilava. I was so proud of him. We battle so hard and made so many new friends. I was loving this. Though I missed my family but I would call them a lot. The whole camping aspect I wasn’t too fond of but I grew to like it. Me, Quilava and the open sky with millions and millions of stars.
But we were on our way to Ecruteak City to challenge Morty. Quilava and I spent the night in Route 37. It seemed like I always had him out of his pokéball now. We had set up our ten
N X Reader - Not that badN X Reader - Not that bad in Short Stories More Like This
Alright trying something new. N’s POV. So you are reading this as N. I mean how hard can it be. (Insert nervous laugh) alright let’s do this.
It was an average day as I was traveling Unova. Nothing really going on. Since Zoroark could be seen with me he hid in the trees. But always close to me.
I was on my way to Nimbasa City. I liked the Ferris wheel a lot. Ever since I rode it with White. I wasn’t afraid to go on it anymore.
But then I saw a trainer on the side of the rode. She had (hair length) (hair color) and a soft voice. “It’s alright. You don’t need to be afraid,” she said.
I went over to her. “Is everything alright?” I asked. She jumped and turned around. She was crying a little. Why would someone be crying, I wondered.
“Oh, sorry, you scared me,” she said. “And not really. I found this Minccino and he’s hurt pretty bad.” She turned back to it. “I was coxing it out to take it to the p
Silver X Reader - Against the rulesSilver X Reader - Against the rules in Short Stories More Like This
It was a normal day. I went to school and then said I was going to a club. But I was really going to See my boyfriend. Silver Rocket. He ditched school a lot and went to the woods close to New Bark town. That’s where I always met him.
At first it was an accident but we started talking when he would talk to me. And we got really close. So close that one day he kissed me and we agreed to start going out. Besides who doesn’t love a bad boy?
I saw Silver with his Feraligatr. I went up to him and smiled. “Hey, Silver,” I said.
He jumped at my voice. “(Name)? Don’t scare me like that,” he said.
I sat next to him and put my hand on his. “So then what have you been doing?”
“Just reading and waiting for you,” he said. I put my backpack on the ground and took my blazer off. He blushed and looked away. “So what took you so long?”
“My parents tried to pick me up but I had to say I was going to a club but I came her
James X Maid!Reader! - A rose's beautyJames X Maid!Reader! - A rose's beauty in Short Stories More Like This
I had been working at the Diamond estate for a long time now, four months. I loved it here. The owners never did tell me their real names but they wanted me to call them, Nanny and Pop-Pop since that’s what their grandson called them. I even had my own room here.
It was pretty big, if I might say. I had a queen size bed, a bathroom, bookshelf and a desk. Pretty big for a maid’s room. They never did treat me like one. They treated me like I was their own granddaughter. They were very nice and we often had many conversations.
Today I did my normal cleaning but then the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and it was a man. He had periwinkle colored hair and green eyes. “Hello there,” I said.
He shook his head and said, “Yes, hello.”
“Let him in, (Name). That’s our little James we told you about,” Nanny said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said. I stepped aside and bowed to him. “It’s nice to meet you.” I stood back
Echos Across The Void Part 6Echos Across The Void Part 6 in Settings More Like This
The leviathan reared back and screeched as it pounded against the gates of the outpost. Its four arms were tipped with giant crab-like claws that tore gouges out of the barricade with each blow. Around its feet, smaller brethren crushed themselves as they tried to break into the outpost. A trio of mantis bugs leaped high, clearing the wall and gaining entry. Smaller ant like bugs piled on top of each other in their eagerness to get in. The pyramid of alien bugs grew bigger and bigger, and soon they were pouring over the walls. The crab bug shook in rage, it would not be denied a part in the feast. It stepped back, crunching smaller bugs into the earth as though they never existed. Its massive maw opened and a sickly blue-green glow filled the mouth. The crab bug vomited forth a gout of bio-plasma. The outpost gates hissed as the bio-matter hit it and began to eat through. The crab bug lowered its head and charged. The immense bulk caved in the eroding gates, and
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Kiara-Ne sat in Grandmaster Mary-Kas office, her second in charge, Gien-Nu standing just behind her. Kiara-Ne was in a bad mood. Next to her, Lieutenant Bullet of the 10th Assault Platoon sat, a smug look on his face. Bullets second, his half brother Archer, stood nearby. They waited as Mary-Ka shuffled some papers about before looking at them all. Next to her stood Grandmaster Zac, June-La and Adrik.
Lets begin, Mary-Ka said. You all know the state our race is in. As far as we know, were all that remains.
Mary-Ka glanced at the paperwork.
Recently however, we discovered a signal of unknown origin.
A signal? Archer said. Who sent it?
She just said unknown origin, Buttmunch
Archer frowned at his brothers comment, and Mary-Ka ignored them.
Like I said, she continued. We received a signal. It seems like someone is trying to contact us. Someone
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The portal hung in the air, just above the ground. It looked a little bit like a watery disc, with ripples moving across its surface. Grandmaster Zac and Adrik worked at the controls, trying to stabalize the portal, while June-La patted and soothed The Device, trying to convince it to keep the portal open. Lieutenant Bullet stood back and frowned. There was no telling what was on the other side.
Why do I get the feeling this is a bad idea? he growled.
Kiara-Ne glanced at Bullet and smirked.
Whats wrong, Lieutenant, she said, afraid?
Bullet glared at her and snorted.
Of course not, he replied. I just have a bad feeling about this.
Grandmaster Mary-Ka looked on. The portal made her uneasy. Before her, Kiara-Ne and Bullet, both dressed in experimental armour, were about to head through into the unknown in search of the mysterious signal. Hopefully it would lead to them finding the rest of their species. All that they
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Grandmaster Mary-Ka sat in her office and stared at the report for what felt like the hundredth time. It had been a week since the mysterious signal had been discovered, bleeding through on the chapters emergency frequency, and so far, no one had been able to tell her where it came from, who sent it, or what it said. The only common consensus was that it was a deliberate signal, and not an artifact of their equipment. For all intensive purposes, it appeared as though someone was trying to contact her Albion Chapter. Mary-Ka rubbed her temples, attempting to shift the tension she felt building up. Why was someone trying to contact them? And why was it on the emergency frequency? Mary-Ka tried to ignore the faint glimmer of hope that had sparked within her at the signals discovery. Was there a possibility, however faint, that the legionnaires who had vanished in Albion had found a way to reach her, and were calling for help? She needed to be sure that it wasnt an old si
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Kay-Ti rocketed towards the portal as fast as she could. She had radioed ahead, and hoped that Mero-Ko was ready. In the distance she noticed a plume of dust rising into the air, and a low rumbling noise building up. Kay-Ti enhanced the optics in her helmet and gasped as she saw the swarm of alien bugs surging through the canyons. It didnt take a genius to figure out their path would take them straight to the outpost where Kiara-Ne and Bullet were. What was worse, their current course would take them right past the portal.
This is bad, Kay-Ti thought.
She quickly radioed Bullet and informed him of the bad news, receiving a stream of curses for her troubles as he came to grips with the situation. Kay-Ti switched off her radio, cutting short Bullets rant She needed to concentrate if she was to get to the portal before the bug swarm overran it.
Bullet paced back and forth cursing as Kay-Ti cut him off. He paused and glanced back at Kiara-Ne, sighing to himself. Sh
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The room was located deep within the bowels of Special Projects. Aside from the armory, it was perhaps the most heavily fortified place in the entire base. Laser cannons were mounted up in the four corners of the room, near the ceiling. The thick reinforced walls were painted a bland white. And the floor was covered in heavy, diamond plate steal. Along one wall stood a bank of super computers, cameras, and other recording instruments. Thick cables ran to a control panel nearby, and from that, to a small plinth that seemed to dominate the center of the room. The reason for all the security and instruments stood on the plinth. It looked like a simple black featureless cube, but it was so much more. The Device, as it was called, was an item of unknown power. It had been discovered long ago by the Legion, but despite all the study into it, almost nothing was known about it. Every attempt to study it failed. It registered nothing. No mass. No heat. Even all video and sound recordings of it
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The giant mech rose up to its full height. Bio-plasma hissed against the armor of the hand where it had just deflected the noxious fluid from striking Captain Kiara-Ne and Lieutenant Bullet. In the cockpit of the ZEL-321, Grandmaster Zac worked the controls, and the mech strode forward. The monstrous crab bug shook in fury and charged. Zac pressed hard, and struck out, punching the beast in front of him. Its jaw, only just hanging, snapped off and crashed to the ground. Zac punched again, and then again. The crab bug was forced backwards. It flailed, the huge claws striking the ZEL-321, and tore rents in the armor. Zac took a step backwards and brought up the mechs right arm. The massive hurricane bolter whirled into life, and the crab bugs head was obliterated in a shower of high velocity shells. The bug fell dead, crushing smaller bugs underneath its bulk. Zac continued to fire, sweeping the mechs weapons about and clearing out the courtyard of the
SometimesSometimesSometimes in Free Verse More Like This
I can't say it out loud
My voice won't hail the words
Tipping out of my heart
My fingers can only
tap to the rhythms
I wish to say
I wish someone would be
so rude and so daring
as to pry into my heart
and dare to tell me I'm beautiful
when everyone knows
I wish I could fade away
like ink off a page
and let my heart stop
feeling the pain and the hurt
and the love
and just have some space
I can't take it anymore
I can't bottle it up much longer
My fingers can only spell
for so long before the words
fall from my eyes
and I finally
The Need (Sometimes)Sometimes, it’s about what I need. A shoulder to cry on, a listening ear. None of which he provides. There are voices and laughter unspoken and bottled like undrunken wine that are stored in my breast. Things that I need to crack open and taste on my bitter tongue. I want someone to share the tangy, sweet, gruesome alcohol with. Then he’s not what I need.The Need (Sometimes) in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes, it’s about what he needs. A wall to post angst onto, something that will never leave even if he does. All of which I do my best to give. A friend in all possible senses and maybe a little bit more that he doesn’t know he needs. A bike which sometimes drives him and sometimes he drives. Which he can set down for his fancy car but will always be where he left it. Then I’m what he needs.
Sometimes, it’s not about what he or I need, but the rush of chemical induced fatigue. The human hormones of complex name patterns that trigger unrelated nerves that cause sensations in mine and his heart, m
The NeedHer fingers were on her browThe Need in Free Verse More Like This
Her eyes were sharp arrows
Her smile mangled
Her throat choking upon itself
She held herself together
By the bare thread left
Willing her feet to stop shaking
Her eyes to dam the tears
Everything was swirling
Her skin cold under the umbrella
Fogging rain obscuring vision
Death-numbing weakness in her knees
You were so close to her
Just a finger touch a way
As the glass shattered beneath her
Yet, where were you?
On the day the Ring Spider
bit into her bones, poisoning
The day she vomited tears
As she mumbled meaninglessly
Wishing your warmth over the rain
For your touch would have substained
Yellow SkinYellow skin means parchmentYellow Skin in Free Verse More Like This
Of decades of wear and age
For pens and pencils to write
And scribe their unending façade
But yellow skin means A+
Good children and good grades
Studying at all hours
And paving the way
To doctors and scholars
And prodigies and collars
It means smart people
That’s what they say
Yellow skin means freedom
And bright sunset colors
To shine original and different
In the monotone blue sky
But yellow skin means crying
And lusting after
for when they sell
A million books on your type
What else is there to do
But follow their plot
You tell me I have choices
But none ever can I see
For how does a bird
Whose only ever heard one song
Sing its own melody?
When you grow up
in a locked room
That’s all it will ever be
And the colors we paint
Will be the only ones
you ever see
Yellow skin means yellow skin
Is all who understand
The any sort of screaming
It feels to be this ram
Yellow skin means borders
WaterBlue dotWater in Free Verse More Like This
Drop into the brown
Bring life through
A frozen tear
into the veins
Yet still borrowed
the energy from
the seeping earth
Dripping wet paint
from the ideas of life
in a world beyond
Black boxes in the earth
That crackle between
cracks in the pavement
and down my cheeks
Will I drown
In all that you are
In the consuming
In your face
which brings the spring
into my step
In the joy of life
in which you also
drench me in
from the heavens above?
A Summer of SilenceIt was a summer of silence –A Summer of Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Yet a silence must be made
For tender hot kisses
In endless binding rain
Warm was the sun
On my white skinned back
And his feeling he brought
Filling in the cracks
Yet I found the silence confusing
And the rupturing love gone
I’m clinging on to silence
Because that’s his ghostly song
He has a way of bringing
Down my wings of cheer
And placing a heart
In his dark cage of fear
Fear of sorrow and of silence
Of losing what was near
Suddenly it was not love
The reason I want him here
Now I’ve finally found
Whatever are these chains
And that summer of “longing”
Accursed by the rain
It was a summer of silence
Built on cold empty dregs
An empty lung of dust
Corroding in his hands
I live off sawdust cogs
Spinning in the sand
Cooled down with heartless chill
Of a non-speaking man
I have banished his love
That cold unending tear
Silence is no longer his bird
Now I keep her here
For silence brings me moments
Reminders of hurting pluc
Types#1Types in Free Verse More Like This
He is a messed up Sadist
On the inside though
He is a Masochist
Lonely and used to that
Cracked and broken
and when I get too close
I might touch the glass
He cuts me before I can touch the smooth
He would be
the ideal boyfriend
He is lovable
Charitable and well, popular
He is the talent most wish to be
His laughter caries like
An infectious wind
Everything my mom wishes for me
I can laugh and talk to
His cracks are where
I pour my water
I don't have to smooth my edges
To match his grooves
My laughter sounds
Real in the air
I find difficult to speak
With, my words must stumble
And line in straight rows
Before they can fall out
Worrying if my wrinkling
Makes my laughter
He hurts me
And suddenly I feel alive
This pain feels real
And I know there is
Real emotion beneath
But will he stay?
And escapes as fast
As he can
I don't know if that
is true but he doesn't
Is he real?