The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 22-MidgardDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 22-Midgard in Short Stories More Like This
The monotony of everyday existence is beginning to get underneath my skin. I have been living in this palace alone with Felagi nearly four months now, and I have become rather bored with it all. Nothing has transpired in about a month, other than me gaining weight, so I have decided to go on a voyage. I have yet to speak with Felagi over this matter; I am not sure how she will react to it. Nevertheless I have to get out of here, at least for a couple weeks. I wish I knew where to go to, since I am so pregnant I do not want to put myself into any situation where I might be assaulted or injured, that would be the last thing I need right now. The only place I can consider would be safe for me currently is Midgard, the home of the mortals. The Midgardian realm might not be as dreadful as I am imagining. They tend to be getting rather plump in their realm, maybe I could fit right in. I will leave tomorrow, whether or not Felagi agrees to travel with me or not I am going to Midga
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 16-GiftDear Dairy,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 16-Gift in Short Stories More Like This
Yesterday was Felagi's party and it went wonderfully without a hitch. We smiled and laughed throughout the meal talking about her trip to Nidavellir and the strange animals that inhabit the harsh terrain. When I gave Felagi her gift her eyes lit up, literally, her eyes began to illuminate a pale aqua blue. They had been doing this the past couple weeks when she would get excited so it is something quite common, but the first time it happened it freaked me out and I fell off a scaffold while cleaning the window. The glowing subsided as she unwrapped the present and an childish grin swept over her face. I had been working on the present for the past week while she was gone to occupy my mind from the strange noises in the castle. This was the first gift I had ever put so much effort into. It was an emerald woolen scarf, with a pale tan embroidery around the ends of the scarf. Felagi snickered as she wrapped the scarf over my neck. "This will look better on you. It w
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 15-MovementDear Dairy,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 15-Movement in Short Stories More Like This
Sorry I have not been able to write in you for about a week. I have been a bit busy, with running around the castle doing chores. I have a lot to do lately trying to get ready for Felagi's birthday tonight. She is coming back from Nidavellir close to sunset today and I am going to surprise her with some food and a clean castle to come home to since she has been on horseback for days on end by now. She was rather nice to me before she had to leave to get something important from Nidavellir, I just hope she is going to return safe. Speaking of being safe that lump on my stomach is getting bigger too. It is starting to hurt quite badly, almost like taking a knife to my stomach and ripping my abdomen open. When Felagi gets back home I will have her check out the "pouchy" and see if I need a doctor.
Oh shit, something moved . . .
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 24-ImaginationDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 24-Imagination in Short Stories More Like This
Standing at the golden gates I watched my brother walk back up the stairs towards the castle. Thor stopped mid step and looked back to me with a look of complete sincerity and kindness. This was a look that Thor had never given me or anyone before, it was new and I was mesmerized by his face, it was a good look on him. Something had changed my brother and I liked it. "Loki?" Thor whispered in a raspy voice. He could see me and I knew it, because his gazed pierced my heart. My face warmed and an uncontrollable smiled burst on my face, I shook my head rapidly to show him that it was indeed me. "Loki!" Thor shouted as he leaped and stumbled down the steps opening the gates for me to enter. His arms wrapped me close to his body and pulled down the hood on my cloak to run his hands through my longer hair, my face laid on his shoulder as we took a moment to reunite. "I missed you where have you been?" Thor spoke as his hands moved to my shoulders and we met eye to eye. His eyes h
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 50-TiwazDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 50-Tiwaz in Short Stories More Like This
We are off on an adventure, I am so thrilled! I have not been permitted to leave the castle since I returned from Midgard. Thor got uninterested in the castle yesterday morning and persuaded Felagi to allow me to go with Thor to see our great-grandfather; she wanted to see the man as well I just know it. Our great-grandfather, Tiwaz as he enjoys to be called, lives not too far away from our castle, but since we cannot fly over the Sea or Marmora like birds or swim through it without freezing, we have to go around it. He is a great man that me and Thor absolutely loved seeing when we were children, he could throw us so high in the air we thought we were birds. I was so ecstatic when I heard Felagi had said yes I actually squealed like a sow. Thor estimated the trip to take between nine and seven days to ride there. We have already started our journey; we have almost reached the City of Asgard which we will just be spending the night on the outskirts, since Felagi
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 47-SleipnirDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 47-Sleipnir in Short Stories More Like This
"That is not my son!" I yelled at the top of my lungs at Felagi. It was impossible. I was a humanoid, that was spider demon horse. Grabbing Felagi by her nape she clinched up and exposed her throat to me. "What did you do to my real son, I want him back not this thing?" She lifted a hand and pointed to the horse.
"That is your son, Loki."
"THAT WILL NEVER BE MY SON!" Releasing her neck, I jumped from the bed and grabbed the foal by its mane and led it into the stables. Placing it in a stall with a cream colored mare, I locked the gate up and walked back into the castle. At the base of the stairs stood Felagi, in the same place I took the previous night.
"You are making a huge mistake. He loves you very much." Her hands clung to the small robe she used to cover herself up.
"That thing is a demon, it does not love."
Her hands dropped to her sides in exasperation as I pushed by her. "But he is loyal." She turned around slowly watching me walk up the stairs. "At least tell me w
TMDDG: 57-PotatoesDear Diary,TMDDG: 57-Potatoes in Short Stories More Like This
Late last night, Thor and I helped my Great-Grandfather make a stew for a late dinner. It is wonderful speaking with him again now that Thor and I are old enough to get some of his jokes and stories. Ever since I have known him he has always been an enjoyable man to be around and tell your problems too. Even as a child when Thor would be cruel to me if I came and cried to him he would thump Thor on the top of his head for being unkind to me. I am fairly positive he favors me over Thor. Even last night, Thor and I told Tiwaz a story of traveling to Svartalfheim a couple years ago and I mentioned how he loved flirting with the darker skinned elves. Thor tossed a carrot at me from across the counter and in my defense Tiwaz chucked a whole potato at Thor and said, "Be nice to him," while he pointed the knife at Thor before returning to cut his potatoes. I could not help but laugh silently under my breath at Thor's punishment and from across the kitchen counter another potato wa
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 39-ApprovesDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 39-Approves in Short Stories More Like This
Over the last month Felagi has grown fidgety. She sprints swiftly up and down the hallways, not sitting or standing in one place for any longer than she has to. Now that I think back I have never been around Felagi this long in our time together, usually she disappears for a week or so and returns back for another couple weeks. I never give it much thought since she knows how to handle herself in Asgard so I just forget about it. But lately it has been bothering me and I have grown very irritable at her incessant movements in the castle. Finally this morning while I was eating I snapped and barked at her, "Stop thrashing about like a dying swine! If you must leave this castle then do so freely but, if you back track your steps once more I will break your leg."
She froze in her tracks and whipped around to face me from the opposite side of the room, venom leaked from her gaze as it pierced fear into my heart. Felagi's eyes glowed intense cobalt as she stared me down, she had
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 37-CallingDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 37-Calling in Short Stories More Like This
After my check up this morning Maria told me that I had grown into excellent health over the past few weeks. In honor of my good health Maria agreed to take me back to the beach from last week. I was able to stay longer this time, which really made me cheerful. On the drive to the beach Maria held my hand and played with my fingernails quietly. When we arrived she told me she thought it would be a dangerous idea if I went into the waters today, since the weather called for heavy undertows. So most of the day I sat on a blanket and watched the tide come in and out over the day; the rhythmic sound of the wave washing the sand into the ocean was relaxing to say the least. It felt like the ocean was beckoning to me. With every wave of the clear waters rushing on to the white sand, my heart yearned a little more for the waters. Towards the end of the day as the sun set the urge to be with the ocean was unbearable. When Maria left to get some medicine for me from our c
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 26-WordsDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 26-Words in Short Stories More Like This
Years ago my father taught to me "The most hurtful words are said by those you have loved and the kindest words are spoken by those you do not know." I thought this was the way the worlds functioned, and nobody could change it. My father was very wrong.
As I stared into Thor's shocked eyes, he froze in place. I could see it in his face how hard he was trying to think about my condition. Before I had shown myself to Thor, I did not once think about how he would react, how much he would be appalled by what was happening to my body. Thor took after our father much more than myself; and I just realized what that means. He would tell our father about my condition and I would be banished far away from Asgard, because my father is an intolerable fool. As I panicked in my mind about being banished, Thor wrapped his arms around me and placed my face on his shoulder he spoke with the most sincerity I had ever heard softly in my ear, "You are my brother, Loki. And I will love you fore
ghostyTricksterKarkat was different. You're not sure if it was his shockingly white hair or red eyes or the way he seemed to scowl at everything in your house. Maybe it was the way he would watch movies that were so girly they should spew sparkles and rainbows through the DVD player.ghostyTrickster in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Or possibly it was the fact that he looked right at you the first time you saw him walk in through that door.
It was probably that.
And you should probably back up and explain some stuff.
First off, your name is John Egbert and you happen to be dead.
You're a ghost and a pretty good trickster in your opinion. You've been dead for years now, but unfortunately for reasons you don't really want to talk about you're bound to the old house you lived in with your dad. He has long since moved away, he wasn't really comfortable with being in the house his son died in. You can understand that, you'd be uncomfortable too. Maybe levitating cakes was a bit too much?
Tons of families have moved in after your dad left. You've made sur
Still the Same Chapter TenAradia? Karkat asked, Youre sure. Youre absolutely sure it was her?Still the Same Chapter Ten in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
How could I possibly mistake her? His voice seemed hostile at the very thought of not recognizing her. He was visibly shaken, it wasnt certain if that was from excitement or something else.
John stirred in the bed and whimpered at Karkats missing warmth, Whats going on? He rubbed his eyes and sat up, Sollux? What are you doing here?
The blind troll ignored John, She had something very important to tell me. But I fucking woke up before she could say anything. Im so worthless, fuck.
No youre not Sollux. At least we know shes alive out there.
A voice from across the room chimed in, Whos Aradia?
Our time player, Karkat answered, he pulled Sollux back to the bed so he could sit down. Do you remember anything else from the dream?
DirkJake: Find Your VoiceYour name is Dirk Strider and you are currently freaking the fuck out. Youve always thought of yourself as the cool one, the man in control, the one with the plan and the guy who always has the answer to everything.DirkJake: Find Your Voice in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was never anything in your mind that could prepare you for the biggest obstacle youve ever faced. That obstacle happened to be one Jake English.
Jake English. The boy youve been dreaming about meeting for years. The very same boy youve had a crush on since you were thirteen. Hes tall, and tan, and about as awkward as you. You watch him shift from foot to foot, then smile a bit and walk forward. Hey there buddy! He greets you and laughs. I never thought the day would come Strider!
You want to say Me too. You want to say something so bad, but you just cant seem to find your voice. Instead you pull him into a hug and squeeze him tight.
Dirk? His voice sounds confused, but it soon melts in
Given UpIt's been three long years on a ship before you finally meet up with your friends. Three long years of playing shitty MMO's and waiting anxiously on any word from your friends. Three years before you got to see them in person. There's something deep down in your heart that is scared that they won't be friends with you anymore, that they've changed. Three years is a lot of time. It's a lot of time to change as a person. You know, because you've changed a little bit. You're not as naïve as you were before; the game taught you a lot about yourself, and about how life can change so fast. It taught you to be strong, and acknowledge your weakness. You've had to cope with death, and depression. There's more to life than your prankster gambit and playing video-games. Sburb taught you a lot, it showed you a lot. There were some really horrible experiences, but also some really cool ones. You looked over at Jade and Dave and gave them both a reassuring smile.Given Up in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This will be really exciting.
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Still the Same Chapter Seven UneditedWhen John woke the next morning he was still surrounded by quietly sleeping trolls. He went to move but found himself trapped in Karkat's embrace. He didn't mind, for the first time in almost a month he didn't wake up alone. It felt nice to be surrounded by others he could relate to a little bit. His senses were off, compared to the others, the closeness was getting uncomfortable but he would rather be uncomfortable then alone. The troll next to him shifted and pulled John with him. He couldn't help giggling when Karkat couldn't pull him over with him like a huge stuffed animal.Still the Same Chapter Seven Unedited in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Karkat opened his eyes blinking a few times, "Oh, hey Egbert."
"Oh hey yourself," he said back. "Good morning." Karkat nuzzled into John and sighed deeply. "Sleep well?" He nodded. "Do we have to wait until everyone is awake to move?"
Karkat sat up and looked around, "Not really." He started talking softly, "Hey guys, get your lazy asses up. It's time to move on with the day. Don't you growl at me, come on let'
Repairing the Damage Chapter TwoKarkat moved away from the door and allowed the three humans inside. "Your master?" The blond girl asked cautiously stepping inside.Repairing the Damage Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, John Egbert," he fell back and called to you, "John are these your friends?"
You had just finished putting on your clothes when you entered the room and saw them, your friends, people you have waited years to see again. "Rose? Dave? Jade?" You could tell your eyes must have lit up and a smile spread across your face, "Oh my gosh!" You ran forward and hugged them all tightly, "It's been so long! I'm so glad you're here!" You released them and smiled wide. "I've missed you all so much!"
"We missed you too!" Jade said excitedly.
Rose is still staring at Karkat, "John, I didn't know you had a troll. Are you watching him for someone?"
"No. He is my owner." Karkat answered instead.
You moved over to Karkat and pushed him forward a bit, "Oh yeah! I should introduce him, this is Karkat!"
Jade runs up and hugs him too, "Hi Karkat, I'm Jade!" Karkat just look
Test Tube ZombieFuzzy, that's what the world looks like to the patient on the medical room table. His eyes blink once, twice, three times, a forth, slowly surroundings come into focus. Everything is stiff and feels disjointed. The air is filled with the chemical sting of sterilizer and he squints against the harsh lights and blindingly white walls. Sounds are nothing more than buzzing that struggles to become clear. He groans and tries to move only to discover the unpleasant restraint of metal cuffs.Test Tube Zombie in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Canyouhearme?" A voice sounds. It's hazy and slurred to his ears. The voice resonates again, "Can youhear me? Ian?"
Ian. That name something inside his brain begins to stir, memories start being processed. Somehow he recalls that Ian is his name, he also recalls that he's a subject here at a military base. A former solider? He can't remember. Slowly he forces his head to nod.
"Good," the sound of a pen on paper is the next to filter through his ears. "Do you know where you are?" He shakes his head,
Through Time Chapter TwoThrough Time Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I beg your pardon, but do I know you?”
Jake stepped back, finally coming to his senses. He looked up at the person he had just embraced. There was still a tear or two remaining on his face, which he hastily wiped away. “S-Sorry!” He apologized. “You just, look so very much like a dear friend of mine. I…I must be mistaken.” ‘Of course it’s not Dirk, Dirk’s dead you fool, this is just a random, cruel happenstance.’ “You, you probably think I’m crazy. Some random kid hugging you in public, spewing nonsense about a look alike friend.”
“A friend you say? One who shares my name, odd,” he also stepped back, but this time to examine the boy who stood in front of him. He was tall, whoever he was, with piercing green eyes and an interesting set of clothes. Those eyes spoke volumes and Dirk could read everything. “You’re not a loony, or,” he paused looking him over again,
Become the WindHey Karkat! Look what I can do!Become the Wind in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The troll glanced up from his computer screen with enough time to see John completely dissipate into nothing. What the fuck? John? John! His husktop was folded and hastily moved to the side so he could stand. John!
Something swirled around Karkat and laughed in his ear. Im fine Karkat!
Much to the trolls surprise John reappeared beside him. Dont ever fucking do that again asshole.
John just laughed some more, Oh come on Karkat, its not doing any harm. Its part of my wind powers. I think the Heir of Breath can like, become the wind or something. I dunno, I learned it in a dream bubble once, its pretty cool. I am the Windy Thing!
I dont like it.
The human smirked, Of course you dont like it, think of all the pranking possibilities I can now do! Oh gosh Ill be unstoppable!
Karkat sighed and sat bac
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
My FirstYour loving smile,My First in Free Verse More Like This
On luscious lips,
In shades of blue.
My only mistake,
When I stole your breath,
Was falling in love with you...
Sudden CrueltySudden Cruelty:Sudden Cruelty in Free Verse More Like This
He is a God, or so he believes
He judges others and puts them into stereotypes
Asian? No life! Hispanic? Brainless!
He thinks he has control over his world
A delusion which he has never been able to break
Me? I'm better than them, I'm smarter...
He sits alone in his room, ignoring the emptiness
He sits in front of his computer and passes judgement
Lol, you're wrong. You're stupid. Everything is stupid!
He laughs and smiles at his own cruelty;
He feels powerful and most certainly superior to all
But in the end, it's just a fantasy isn't it?
He curls up in his bed, thinking about tomorrow
Here, he's a king, but out there, what is he?
The guy, whose girlfriend dumped him
The guy, whose boss is younger and smarter
The kid, who has nothing to live for
The man, who has lost it all...
Arrogant and apathetic, cold from a lack of warmth
That is his very nature, that is who he really is
He has nothing to live f
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically in Free Verse More Like This
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
DieDie:Die in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word, spewed without thought.
"I wish you'd die, I wish you'd be killed."
But what if we actually gave meaning to those words?
Can you understand the emotion, the magnitude, the weight,
Of actually seeing the life of an individual depart?
Can you look them in the eyes, as they bleed into your hands;
Observing their final moments, as the light fades from their eyes?
Or are you simply a soft-hearted coward,
Sitting fat behind a computer, wishing death upon others?
To say that one is deserving of death,
Suggests that you are ready to kill.
And if indeed you are ready to kill,
Then you too must be prepared to die.
"Now please, stop those tears my good man, we've only removed three of your toes so far (^_^)"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th July 2013
Someday I'd Like to Be A PirateSomeday I'd Like to Be A Pirate in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Someday I'd Like to Be A Pirate:
Someday I'd like t' be a pirate and sail across the seven seas.
I always thought it might be nice t' feel the ocean breeze.
I've always dreamt of findin' treasure, stashed away in a hidden box,
And then after I drop the anchor I'd burst open the locks!
Dubloons I'd find and diamonds t' keep, trinkets worth a life;
Or maybe I'd find a sacred sword or a really ancient knife!
But as I grew, I was soon t' learn, that dreams do not come true.
How many times have I seen a man be strangled till he's blue?
How many days have I watched them stumble, cursin' ill their fate.
When none would reach a helping hand, their heart would fill with hate.
I grew t' question th' ways of Kings who whipped the backs o' men,
More labour earned with blood and sweat while the preachers say 'Amen!'
Donations are given t' temples rich, while the poor are in the street;
So many souls are quickly trampled beneath their ugly feet....
Where first I believe the world was fair, no
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
PressurePressure:Pressure in Free Verse More Like This
You try to breathe, but you're barely breathing,
You can't think clearly; you can barely speak.
Your mind is filled with needless thoughts.
Your cheeks are red and feverish...
You know what you must do,
But you can't bring yourself to do it.
Instead you jump into a thousand distractions...
Mindlessly seeking the thrill of the 'anything',
You cringe at the progress of time on the clock.
And with lips gone dry from an internal hell-fire
You continue to evade what you cannot face...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd June 2013
Dark Sadistic Muse:Dark Sadistic Muse:Dark Sadistic Muse: in Free Verse More Like This
I seat myself before the computer,
With fingers poised over fading keys.
Eagerly awaiting my latest epic;
Yet frozen by a lack of inspiration.
Here I sit, staring at the blank document.
The dark background mirroring the world behind me.
I swallow hard as my body locks;
Hairs tense as I sense her arrival...
Slender fingers soon wrap themselves around my throat.
With claw-like nails digging in painfully,
They prick the skin that lies just beneath my Adam’s apple;
Leaving me nursing a rather painful necklace.
"Your hands aren't moving," she coos softly,
Her clawed fingers gently stroking my chin.
"Why is that, I wonder?" she asks with a grin.
Her expression reveals a pair of pointed canines,
Both framed by lips as seductive as sin.
"I'm sorry my lady", I whisper in reply.
The excuse tumbles slowly from a paralyzed tongue.
"I have had no inspiration you see;
No dreams with which I am able to write."
She laughs at this; cruel and cold,
Tossing me from
My Love is SicknessMy love is utter sickness,My Love is Sickness in Free Verse More Like This
I'll have you obsessed, until you're ruined inside.
And you will crawl and I will have you beg,
I swear I'll become the very voice in your head.
Oh you will suffer and you will sweat,
I will have you lusting for more than you get!
Losing it all, as lose your mind,
You're numb to this pain, so take this pleasure of mine;
Now open it up so you can give me more.
Close up your life and quickly lock up the door.
Or i'll have you spinning with my every touch,
And even when I use you it just won't be enough.
Your body desires and I'm letting it know,
You're already gone before I let you go.
My love is an utter sickness,
I'll teach you to love your very moment of weakness,
I'll teach you to crawl and I will make you beg!
I'll teach you what it's like to be mine in bed.
-Word of Chen, 16th May 2014
Please, forgive me.Like lies, you saidPlease, forgive me. in Free Verse More Like This
I make breathing the cosmos
through rose colored lungs
look easy- vertebrae stretched
toward the moon.
& I'm hanging my bones
out to dry, carving Saturn's
rings into my wrists- my
star burst ankles.
I swore then I'd keep my
black tongued poetry
& uprooted limbs far,
far away from you.
But, like lies, galaxies,
& night fevers, you
are the destination
on my star map skin.
Once Upon a Carcass,I loved her like the flaws in barbed wire;Once Upon a Carcass, in Free Verse More Like This
it stung. & I needed to take her castle ribs-
but I was jealous of heaven.
She spoke through her bones.
She: a beautiful decay
draped along my apartment,
& the mess of my mouth.
When she left,
I cried big ugly tears
for the First Aid of her
I needed Draco.
I needed her.
“Is it sweet?” She meows even still
with all my self-doubt.
This thing, I must not feed it-
As I still long to leave galaxies
along the length of her entire bed.
It tastes like love.I could speak of her in riddles,It tastes like love. in Free Verse More Like This
in aged, anatomy textbook terminology-
but, I wont.
You see, I cuffed this angel to my bedpost.
I sank my teeth into feathers she wore like a cage
and asked if I was dreaming, because Love,
you're not holding me. If you only knew the you in my head,
every night--tearing with these heavenly fingers
at the cracks in my sanity- you would allow me this!
Her tongue tastes my tears; nails clawing, clawing, clawing-
she takes away my pain,
but she doesn't belong to me either.
"We are but wolves.
Tell me, what does my blood taste like?"
I am the daughter of a sailor.There is pure sea waterI am the daughter of a sailor. in Free Verse More Like This
rushing through my veins
& my vocabulary can be
just as colorful.
how do I begin to tell you
we all have jungles growing
in our chests?-
by human hands?
I like to pretend
it’s Draco residing
in this chest of mine-
clogging my lungs,
I have forgotten
how to write
or anything with a shred
I have no space left within myself
for celestial, fire breathing dragons-
because I realize now
when I look in the mirror,
I do not see my father.
NaPoWriMo: Day 2sometimes,NaPoWriMo: Day 2 in Free Verse More Like This
i have this
sudden urge to cut
most of the time,
i just wish I were anything
other than me.
a rocket ship, a bird-
the sweet flavored smoke
I promised my girlfriend
these briar patch lungs
would not in.hale.
i have fallen in love
with the strangest of things-
eyes that intimidate
the way my scars
play hide and seek
with her hands. -
the love letters
that start and end
pressed against limbs.
i make promises
i know i can not keep.
but if i were a liar
i would say i was tired
of writing to the stars.
You do not whore around,You spend your nightsYou do not whore around, in Free Verse More Like This
for Apollo’s robes.
You’re as hot
as New Orleans
in mid-July, and
as her gumbo.
But, he is light-years
away and your fingers
ache with tired
a disaster in
Even if it fucking hurts,
you can still taste
his heat on your tongue.
Gods be damned,
you’re a butterfly-
( even if mounted
to a bed. )
you will find yourself
and fly away.
Shy moon,i've got love carved into honeysuckle wrists,Shy moon, in Free Verse More Like This
a murder of crows in my throat,
& a pack of wolves at my back.
i want to know truths behind these myth eyes, &
the distant galaxies under your fingertips.
but, love me. love me, Love.
show me what's beyond Grimm fairy tales
spare me your ribs;
this skyscraper heart
needs a place to go.
dear,when i first met you,dear, in Free Verse More Like This
terror chilled down
& my heart
began to build
walls over walls
i won’t let them
hurt you, again.
i have a tendency
to get knocked
off my feet
& not know
how to get back up.
i’m still crawling around,
searching for your heart
beats under my bed
& between my tangled
i am pathetic.
you were all crooked,
& nights of forgetting
to take your zoloft.
i didn’t think I would miss that.
i didn’t think I would miss you.
you fell like a meteor
for him, hours after
you demolished me.
& i can’t hope you’re happy
because i’m still patching up
the war zone you left behind.
i taste bile in my throat.
i swallow it back down.
i won’t get sick for you.
Therapists, I don't like their taste.i.Therapists, I don't like their taste. in Free Verse More Like This
in 7th grade
i didn’t know depression
until she told me her name,
carving forever scratches
along my limbs like
little love notes on the bark
of a tree.
she stole my rings
and left me hollow.
i had only ever met anxiety
in passing, until one day
he handed me power and told me
to hurt someone else with it.
with an uncontrollable
quivering in my fingers,
he whispered, “ to survive,
you must learn quickly.”
as i shoved the bevel of a needle
into a strangers arm.
so, if a therapist
could talk away my scars
like iodine disinfects,
guide the ships
through the storm of my mind
like a lighthouse-
instead of pills,
if a therapist could
give me the strength
i might just
take my chances.
Reflections of the stormLying on the cold floorReflections of the storm in Free Verse More Like This
Listening to this sad song
I love so much
Feeling the beats
Of my broken heart
This poisoned air
While the storm outside
Reflects the storm inside
Within my disturbed mind
In the darkI am the creatureIn the dark in Free Verse More Like This
Who lurks in the dark
The one you never notice
But who's always there
Just observing the world
Without really understanding it
And waiting for the day
The day you notice me
And invite me into the light
A new lifeThat was the moment that changed my lifeA new life in Free Verse More Like This
The moment I said
"I love you"
And she answered:
"I love you too"
Before that moment I was broken
I was alone
I was depressed
I was killing myself
Today I'm happy
Because she gave me the strength
To fix myself
And always stood by my side
No matter what
Her friends became my friends
Her smile became my smile
Her happiness, her love, her kind words
Became my source of power
The power to fight and defeat my demons
We've both grown over the years
We have our jobs, our responsibilities
And we live a life
I never expected to live
And every day I thank the Universe
For that moment when I lost control
And told her the words carved in my heart
TryingWe tryTrying in Free Verse More Like This
And we fail
But we can't
If we ever
Stranger's funeralUnder the cloudsStranger's funeral in Free Verse More Like This
Under the rain
Staring at the coffin
At a stranger's funeral
We're all alone
Feeling the storm
But not the pain
For he's but a stranger
And the graves around us
Are just there
Keeping us company
During this empty moment
The last doorA long empty corridorThe last door in Free Verse More Like This
Leading to a black door
I try the door
But it's locked
I look back
But I see nothing
Forward is the only way
But that way is blocked
I know there's light
Right on the other side
So I won't rest
Until this door is open
The demonAloneThe demon in Free Verse More Like This
I stand up
For a useless battle
A battle aganist a demon
Who haunted me for years
But I've had enough
So now it's the time
It's do or die!
NightmareWelcome to my nightmareNightmare in Free Verse More Like This
Welcome to the darkness
Within my mind
A place where hope is lost
Love is a dream
And joy doesn't exist
A place where pain rules over all
Suffering is a must
And demons are everywhere
A place where life is meaningless
The living dance with the dead
And insanity is imminent
A place where the voices in your head
Never stop haunting you
And all the memories overflow your mind
A place locked within me
Growing in secrecy
Until the day I can take it no more
Welcome to my personal Hell...
ForgivenessI kept staring at the cars as they passed by. Just standing there, under the streetlight, feeling the light rain and the breeze on my face. Wondering if she would come. I checked the time. Almost 10 p.m. All I could do was wait. Would she even come? After all my mistakes, after all my actions, after I hurt her so badly? I only wanted forgiveness. I knew I didn't deserve it but I had to try. The rain intensified as I let out a sigh.Forgiveness in Emotional More Like This
"Who am I kidding? She will never come", I thought. But I didn't care. I tried. So I turned around to leave. But there she was. As beautiful as I remembered, under her umbrella.
"You asked me to come, and here I am", she said. "What do you want?"
Her voice wasn't friendly. But I went on.
"I wanted to apologize for what I did to you. I know it was wrong. You deserved better."
She looked at me for a moment. Then she smiled.
"Everybody makes mistakes", she wispered. "Promise me it will never happen again"
And so we kissed, putting the past behind us
Shatterglass by eight 0f heartsShatterglass by eight 0f hearts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug the great, glorious mug was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
They were seated around the kitchen table in their current place of residence. "Kitchen", of course, is taken very broadly here there was no ceiling, nor were there any kitchen appliances; it was, in fact, merely a ramshackle table in the middle of an empty room.
Today's lunch consisted of cold baked beans which was quite the delicacy considering t
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
A Dark Carnival- 6Dark Carnival: Part 6: Broken Glass LoveA Dark Carnival- 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What am I mother fucking doing?" Gamzee muttered to himself.
He was distressed, more so then usual. Ever since Equius and Nepeta came back with Tavros he'd been feeling quit conflicted.
Should I just take this opportunity to make him mine or just leave him be?
Keep him here or let him go?
Questions like those have been eating away at him, it was driving all the sanity he had left out the window.
"Excuse me, highblood, may I come in?" Equius said as he knocked on the door.
Gamzee shuffled over to the door and opened it, trying to seem casual, well casual for him.
"Yes, mother fucker?" He mumbled.
"I just came to report that the operation was a success. However, due to the loss of blood, he won't be able to function correctly for a couple of days. I have asked Nepeta and Kanya to help me with his rehabilitation. All in all, he will be fine, and these legs will be a lot sturdier." Equius said.
"I see, good. Did Nepeta give him the mother fucking w
Dark Carnival 2- The Return"Hey, hey Gam dad!" A childish voice yelled out to a tall lanky figure.Dark Carnival 2- The Return in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hmm? What is it ya lil' mother fucker?" The lanky figured replied.
"Can you tell me more about Tav dad?" The childish voice asked.
The tall lanky figure turned around and revealed a very forced smile. He tried to reply, but no words came out. His indigo eyes began to quiver as he forced the tears to stay back.
"What- what's wrong dad?" The voice asked, concerned.
"It's nothing Zeeros, just remembering some fucking old shit." He finally replied.
"Your Tav dad was a bit of a cry baby, even when he was 7 sweeps. He tried his best at everything, but he would always slip up somehow, he never let it get him down though.." Gamzee said as he ruffled Zeeros' mo-hawk.
Zeeros looked up at his dad, he could tell that bringing this up was painful, but he needed to know, he needed to know what his other dad was like.
"And he was-"
"That's enough Gam dad. You told me enough for now." Zeeros interrupted as he wore an apologetic s
A Dark Carnival- 9Dark Carnival: Part 9: Dreams for the DizzyA Dark Carnival- 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tavros was having a tough time sleeping again. He had a horrible nightmare again, this time about the incident in which he lost his legs.
It kept him awake and well bored.
Tavros carefully slipped out of Gamzee's arms and to the side of the bed.
He wiggled his toes and did other leg exercises to keep him occupied, but soon he found himself bored again.
He turned his head and looked over at the sleeping Gamzee.
Tavros examined the highblood as much as he could. He was covered in bandages and had a scar his left shoulder, his scars on his face seemed to be agitated and quick to bleed as small drops on blood slithered slowly down the side of his face.
Tavros flinched at this, it was just so painful to watch.
He looked around for something to wipe up the blood but couldn't.
"Mrmmph.." Gamzee muttered as more blood began to drip down the side of his face.
Tavros scooted over to sit next to Gamzee.
The highblood twitched about for a cou
A Dark Carnival- 11Dark Carnival: Part 11: The Calm before the Storm (and after)A Dark Carnival- 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything seemed to be going steady: Gamzee was being more well behaved around you and was less violent then before and you, you could finally walk again.
Though one thing has been bothering you, and you're not quite sure how you'll be able to handle the situation once it arises.
"Hey Tav bro, what's got you mother fucking down?" Gamzee asks as you look blankly off into the distance.
You shake your head and look back at him with a meaningless smile.
The both of you were just a bit outside the carnival grounds, just taking a walk and enjoying each others company, but your mind has been else where for some time.
"Come on Tav bro, you've been so mother fucking quiet for the past few minutes, is something mother fucking bugging your think pan?" Gamzee said, looking at you very concerned.
You let out a sigh and close your eyes.
I'm not really ready to leave just yet, but I'm going to have to tell him my plans sooner or later, Ta
A Dark Carnival- 10Dark Carnival: Part 10: Love is painful when you're not ready for itA Dark Carnival- 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tavros woke up with a sopor high hang over. Every move he made was slow and everything he saw was blurred.
"Where-where am I?" Tavros slurred as he managed to sit up.
He shook his head a couple times and slapped his face in attempt to get some feel to his dizzy think pan.
"Finally awake Tav bro?" Gamzee says as he looks up at Tavros.
Tavros nods his head and rubs some sleep out of his eyes.
"Wha-what happened last night?" Tavros asked.
"You got a little mother fucking sopor on and talked in your sleep." Gamzee replied.
"Oh really?" Tavros said as he fell back down onto the bed, giving up on trying to wake up.
"What was I talking about?" Tavros asked, curious about what the sopor made his say.
"Oh uh ya know mother fucker, some depressing shit." Gamzee sighed.
"What, what kind of depressing shit?" Tavros giggled, still slightly high.
"Um about your um mother fucking legs Tav bro." Gamzee mumbled.
Mother fucking...Gog T
A Dark Carnival- 5Dark Carnival: Part 5.: Rest and StressA Dark Carnival- 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Tavros, Equius, and Nepeta entered the back of the circus, a strange feeling began to creep up on Tavros.
He felt like his every move was being watched.
It was an uncomfortable feeling, making him anxious.
They passed up all the trailers and animal cages and on to Equius' workshop.
Nepeta kept trying to reassure Tavros that everything will be alright once the operation is over, but he couldn't shake that feeling he gotten once he'd entered the back of the circus.
"Alright lowblood, let's begin." Equius said as he set Tavros down on the operation bed.
Nepeta said her goodbyes and left.
Tavros began to feel sick. He really didn't like the idea of being here. However he didn't mind that it was Equius who would be operating on him, he trusted him, and his work was superb. Your last legs worked well for the longest of times, but having a new pair would be nice, after all they were getting a bit small on you.
"Alright, I'm going to give you the anes
A Dark Carnival: 16.1Dark Carnival: 16.1: The end is near, and so is the beginningA Dark Carnival: 16.1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been an odd few days since Tavros and Gamzee got back to the carnival. Gamzee spent a lot of time talking things over with Karkat and the others.
Tavros on the other hand spent his time practicing behind the workshop.
The two hardly saw much of each other except for during the morning or late at night.
They didn't even have a lot to say to one another, so it kinda made matters worse.
Tavros would always try and have a conversation with Gamzee, but one of his friends would show up a few minutes later with some sort of complaint.
"Maybe this is some kind of sign." Tavros whispered to himself at his little practice grounds.
Maybe it's time for me to go already, he thought as he slid down to the ground.
I already feel as if I've done all I can do for him now. Also he understands how I feel, well sort of.. He still wants to do 'that' before I go. And I also get in his way now, I mean he's probably got a lot on his mind now
A Dark Carnival-7Dark Carnival: Part 7: A love that will have to wait.A Dark Carnival-7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Tavros, hey Tavros." Someone whispered softly to the sleeping troll.
Tavros tossed over onto his side trying to ignore who ever was trying to wake him up.
"Come on man, wake the mother fucking up." Gamzee said as he lightly shook Tavros awake.
"Huh, what?" Tavros mumbled as he slowly opened his eyes.
He turned his head and saw Gamzee looking at him.
Shit! Tavros thought, so that wasn't a dream after all? Oh shit, shit shit shit!
"I gotta go and mother fucking work this circus man, you just hang here and I'll come and see you later." Gamzee said as he gently patted Tavros on the head.
"A-Alright" Tavros stuttered as he sat up.
"Oh one more thing." Gamzee said as he leaned over and gave Tavros a light kiss.
"Good morning mother fucker." He whispered.
Tavros blushed at the gentle voice, he hadn't realized how sweet Gamzee could be.
"I'll come and see you when I'm done with my mother fucking work and all Tav." Gamzee said as he got up
A Dark Carnival- 2Dark Carnival: Part 2: Make them suffer, make them cryA Dark Carnival- 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What am I going to do?" Tavros cried as he took up his lance.
Tinkerbull nudged him in hopes of making him feel better.
"Uh, yeah I know, no sense in bothering myself with an issue when I'm practicing." Tavros said to his lusus as he patted it on the head.
Tavros had been training very hard everyday to become like his ancestor, that is however, after Equius gave him a new set of legs.
Tavros took a deep breath and stared right at his target he had set up outside his hive.
"You can do this, be confident, believe in yourself." Tavros mumbled to himself.
"1..2..3.!" Tavros said as he took off at the count of three.
His lance hit just a little outside of the middle of the target.
"Dammit!" Tavros yelled as he pulled his lance from out of the target.
Tinkerbull tried to console Tavros with several nudges, but it just seem to make Tavros more upset.
"It's all his fault, dammit!" Tavros yelled out as he threw his lance to the
A Dark Carnival: 15Dark Carnival: 15: Fluttering heart and a deathly battle!A Dark Carnival: 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gamzee had just finished his conversation with Karkat about closing the carnival.
Things didn't go over so smoothly, Gamzee got whacked in the face a couple times for being difficult, but when Karkat saw that he was trying his best, he gave his juggalo of a moirail an apologetic hug.
Rubbing the side of his face where the slap marks still stung, Gamzee wanted nothing more then to be with Tavros right now.
Being with Tavros would surely make him feel better, even if was just emotionally.
However, when Gamzee reached his trailer, he noticed a note hanging on his door.
A lot of horrid thoughts raced through his head as he thought of what could be on that note.
Slowly reaching out a hand for it, he took a deep sigh when he tore it from the door.
Unfolding the paper, and tracing his eyes over every word, all the worries he felt earlier disappeared.
A long breath of relief escaped his lips as he ran his fingers through his messy, tang
GerItla: Slow DancingGermany entered the room, feeling nervous. He was looking foward to this lesson, but something about all that close contact scared him. Him, Italy, an embrace, slow music...what was he going to do?! Would he just go crazy from all this feeling? He aways tended to be shy when it came to crushes...GerItla: Slow Dancing in Romance More Like This
There he was, Italy. Sweet,smiling, Italy. Who never seemed to be nervous...
"Hello," Did that sound too creepy?
"You ready?" Germany nodded.
They were standing face to face. Italy had turned on some music--a crooning Elvis Presley song.
"Just ask me if I want to dance. Give a smile."
Germany's heart was pounding. Oh no what if he--
"Relax. If you don't, it sounds a bit creepy. Either way I say yes."
The two took their positions: Germany as the leader, Italy the follwer.
"Now like the waltz but move slow."
They started, small steps, small steps. Not big ones, clumsy ones. Relax, relax look at Italy...
"Think of it as a lullaby, rock back and fo
GerIta: The Boo-Boo"Stop crying will you?" Germany sternly exclaimed, grabbing the first-aid kit. Italy sniffed.GerIta: The Boo-Boo in Romance More Like This
"It hurts!" He cried.
Germany sighed. How could Italy be crying over something as little as a paper cut? It was absolutely ridiculous. But he didn't want Italy to cry. When Italy cried, everything seemed to get worse.
However, the Italian sobbed even harder about the boo-boo on his finger. Germany stopped midway in another rant. After all, Italy was sensitive, maybe he should be a bit nicer. He liked it when Italy was happy.
"Shh," Germany tried to calm the country down, taking his hand. "It's nothing."
Germany started to clean the cut, warning Italy that it might sting.
"Ow!" Italy whimpered. Germany tenderly kept Italy' hand in his' as he rubbed the alcohol on. A few fingers stroked Italy's knuckles. Germany moved leisurely, something that he hardly did. All was quiet, even Italy who was hardly quiet. He stared intently at Germany. Usually it would get on one's nerves,
GerItla: Dancing LessonsGermany for once decided to be nice and get advice from other people. He approached Italy and asked him if he could have dancing lessons. This lack of skill was an embarrassment to him--the rest of the countries led by France mocked him at every party he went to.GerItla: Dancing Lessons in Romance More Like This
Italy was surprised, very surprised, and gladly accepted the offer. He knew that sometimes Germany's knowledge surpassed his own, but it felt good to teach something to people other than Japan. Dreams of the both of them dancing filled his airy head.
They were standing face to face in the room. Italy had put on some musica fast waltz. He knew for a fact that someone like Germany did not want to start out bored.
"First thing's first, you bow, and I curtsy," Italy curtsied, trying to tug at the side of his pants. Germany bowed down towards his knees.
"No! No! Not that deep. A slight bow, Japan style. That's good! Now grab my left hand," Germany did so. "And put your right on my waist."
"Your what?" Germany hoped tha
Bathtime For Chibitalia "No! No! No!"Bathtime For Chibitalia in Humor More Like This
Austria glared at the young boy who looked like a girl, who showed the signs of a tantrum. The man's arms crossed and said again:
"Italy you have to take a bath. There's a party tonight, I expect you to be clean."
"But I am clean!"
"You're not!" Austria said sternly. " If you don't take a bath, you will be punished, do you understand?"
Italy fell to the floor, screaming,
"Don't you want to be pretty?" Austria shouted. "You want to go to the party smelling like a pig?!"
Hungary rushed onto the scene. She shot a quick glance at him, kneeling down next
Grell's Sister"She'll be here any minute now!"Grell's Sister in Humor More Like This
"Oh boy another bother,"William muttered. The other two reapers, Ronald and Undertaker exchanged glances before addressing Grell.
"Well it will be nice to meet her," Undertaker said. "Since you talk about her so much."
"I hope she's pretty," Ronald blurted out. He glanced up nervously, expecting the defensive brother retaliation.
"Do not worry she is a very pretty woman and is currently single," Grell said.
"Yes!" Ronald smiled. William shot him a stern look.
There was a knock at the door. Grell skipped over and opened it. A young looking woman with black hair that was tinted blue, a freckle covered face, and with glasses and teeth just like Grell's stood in the doorway. She beamed up at her older brother.
The two embraced. Rip pulled back, still held by Grell.
"Oh darling, it's so good to see you," Grell said.
"You too," she responded.
"Come! I must show you my friends! Including one who is dying to meet you."
"Really? He better be cute
GerIta: Skirt" Veeee Germany look at my skirt!"GerIta: Skirt in Romance More Like This
Germany turned around to see Italy wearing a white, button down shirt, and a plaid, knee lengh, skirt with high heel black boots.
Oh Mien Gott
"What ze hell are you wearing!!!!???" He shouted.
"Poland lent me some clothes, so I thought I might try them on," Italy excitedly waved his arms about. "Is it cool Germany? What do you think?"
The blonde nation felt himself blush. Yes, the Italian did look incredibly ridiculous in women's attire but at the same time, it wasn't. There was something about that skirt, that made those boyish hips seem smooth, that made those thin legs looked shaped to perfection, that was...quite attractive. The skirt seemed to fit Italy's feminine qualities. Germany stared at his friend,he felt his cheeks turn warm. Italy was so...was so...
"You look really cute."
Italy let out a squeal and glomped Germany, who still blushing, very surprised, held Italy just as tightly.
" Graize" Italy rested his head on Ger
GerIta: Don't FallGermany was pacing across the room, a smile on his face. It was all coming closer now. Victory would be his. He would be powerful, the most powerful in the world.GerIta: Don't Fall in Romance More Like This
Like once powerful Rome.
Power. It was a sensation that sent eletrical waves down his spine. It was a craving that he couldn't get enough of. He had nearly everyone at their knees. Let them beg. Let them beg for mercy. They couldn't defeat him. Even that France fell at his feet. He had to have more power. More. More
He turned around to find Italy there. Italy took a few apprehensive steps.
"I want to talk to you."
Germany nodded. It was probably something of the least importantance, probably Italy's shoes needed to be tied.
"Maybe you should slow down with the whole conqueor thing."
What? Germany couldn't believe what was coming out of Italy's mouth.
"I'm scared about you!" Italy exclaimed. "You've been much meaner in the past few months! And how you treat everyone..."
"I'm fine! Now shut up!
Gertalia: Morning SurpriseThere were lots of things on Germany's mind as he stepped into the shower that morning.Gertalia: Morning Surprise in Romance More Like This
That always happened when he was on a tight schedule, which was almost 99.9% of the time.
The typical morning was:
5:30 am---Wake up, get into exercise clothes
5:40-6:40 am---Workout outside the house, consisting of jogging, weight lifting, and streching
6:45-7:15---Shower, dress, shave, and brush teeth
7:15-7:30---Wake the very lazy Italy up and tell him to get ready
7:30-8---Have breakfast with Italy who is awake by now
The number one issue on his mind was how on earth Italy was going to do the grenade session. He had already failed it once, and with alot of explanation to do for a very angry Switzerland. He just hoped that Italy wouldn't do anything stupid like plant it into the ground. Or that he would screw up on other things either.
Italy. He drove Germany to the point of insanity. But there was something about him that he well, liked in a way. Of all the shouting and scr
The Missing Bag of ChipsIt was a quiet, average day at the hotel. Everyone was out swimming, or sightseeing, or just relaxing. Nobody was in their rooms. Nobody except...The Missing Bag of Chips in Humor More Like This
America stormed out of his room, a terrified look on his face. He started to wave his hands back and forth in the air, jumping up and down.
"WHERE ARE MY BAG OF CHIPS!!!!!!!?????"
Luckily, the only one there was Lithuania.
"Calm down! Did you check your room?" He asked.
"YES I DID I LOOKED EVERYWHERE THEY'RE GONE SOMEONE STOLE THEM !!!!I KNOW IT!!!! I KNOW IT!!!!!"
"Maybe you misplaced them-"
"OF COURSE I DIDN'T I ALWAYS KEEP MY LAYS ON THE TABLE!!!!!!!"
"Don't you wanna buy a new-"
"NO!I DON'T WANNA! IT WAS SPECIAL!! IT CAME WITH A FREE CHEESE DIP!!!!!!"
Lithuania sighed. There seemed to be no way of calming down the hot tempered American. He overreacted to everything.
"Do you wanna go look for them?"
America smiled and glomped Lithuania.
"Yo man, you are da best!!!!"
"Uh America, you're squeezin
GerIta: HazeThey exited the restaurant, Italy still letting out an occasional whimper. Germany's face was beet red; he didn't want to remember what had happened. The proposal, Italy's tears, the confusing memories, he had brought shame on himself and on his---GerIta: Haze in Romance More Like This
The strange feeling inside of him stirred.
For the thousandth time Germany tried to shrug off the choking sensation. He had never been one to be prey to sentiment, but it was like the enemy had seized him from behind and stabbed him in the chest. His heart beat fast, vibrating like a battery, his skin felt warm, his thoughts, not clear. Flashes of Italy's smiling face spun around in front of his eyes. It was like he was on a high speed carousel: unable to stop the ride, terrified for his life as the nausea set in, yet savoring the rush in his veins.
Italy's soft voice brought him back from the haze. Germany blinked to see Italy lifting his arm upwards and placing it on his shoulder. The heat dissolved into