sleep and dreamevery ebb and flowsleep and dream in Free Verse More Like This
swims like a memory,
floundering or aching
the way they do
when sleep deems itself
king of impossibility.
(these are the times
i wish you could
love me long enough
100 theme challenge001. morals100 theme challenge in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
there is nothing wrong with leaving behind politeness for happiness and we could all do to remember.
the aches in my skin parade within my bones like a sin.
i say your name over and over like it is a prayer to keep my head above water.
004. clear skies
just because things are cloudy doesn't mean there's no sun behind them.
005. happy birthday
i give you a feminine loofa, funny boxers, and your favourite candy- i want this to show you i love you even though i'm broke.
my white flesh browns under my thin skin- i am rotting to my core.
hours of letters written and phone calls singeing my anxieties: these are the cinders of us.
008. full moon
in the full moon, we turn into wolves and howl our sorrows to the sky.
009. first breath after coma
after years of empty eyes, i felt the air stiffen in my lungs and the next thing i knew, i cried at how full i was and the silence i would never again have.
in the warm light
155this is not the time or place for us to speak like this. we are sitting in your car at the walmart parking lot. it's not a mile from my house, but it's better than stopping at the dead end of my street.155 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
we don't move for the five seconds following the moment you cut the ignition; from there, your eyes drop to the stuffed animal you won me -- a token of the high-noon days of our summer -- that oscillates between your hands.
the sun shifts from low to lower, dipping behind clouds and city silhouettes until the lights come on. the list of things i need to tell you becomes unreadable in the failing light, so you press a button and i can see again.
i wish there was a button like that for you, and for me. maybe it would be between the fingers of our opposite hands, so if the webbings of our thumbs met in embrace, you would remember the way you felt for me in the nights we spent on friends' couches, just revelling in the feel of each other's bodies
learning to forget how to readi hate it a littlelearning to forget how to read in Free Verse More Like This
with my bottom lip
pulled between your teeth
it's like moonlight,
the only light by which
i really see you
i don't know how to think
(about you, anything, this)
and everything you do
is balanced on a scale,
waiting for so much as a breath
to knock it from its centre
(if you don't ask me
to come over, if you
greet me with a television
or hands in my jeans, if
you wait for me before i
leave you in the morning, if
you kiss me upon awakening
or sleeping or as i drift
between the boundaries of
here and with you,)
i am just caught in the tides
the ebb and the flow
as i fail continually
that i am more to you
than just a body
to hold onto at night
and without knowing you
too much past your body
and copy shops,
i am afraid to so much as
think of this
(the fear is sharp,
yet i know better
than to lie)
i'm too sick to lovedon't let me goi'm too sick to love in Free Verse More Like This
if you don't know
what to do without me;
if you can't
sleep at night
because you wonder
whose arms i'm in,
and break bones every time
they're not yours:
it means you should
hold on to me.
it seems like
i might just jump
but i always come back to you.
i'm sorry that i'm so stuck.
love is when you answer my call,
to hear your voice
a thousand miles away.
i'm sorry we aren't
i'm sorry i'm
for you to
for those who want to be in loveyou want to fall in lovefor those who want to be in love in Free Verse More Like This
hard enough to break your bones and
lighten your feet
lighten your heart
so softly that the butterflies you feel
pattering with their gossamer wings
beneath the cage of your ribs
and the breath,
blue in the summer,
can kiss you and the monarchs
as sweetly as your love
and her lips.
you dream of them at night.
silken like clean bedsheets,
familiar as your favourite chair
when you curl up with
a mug of herbal tea.
you feel at home
with her body curled in yours,
only able to sleep
with her skin under your fingers
scenting the blankets
with something no perfume
could ever mirror.
you write love letters
you dream emptily
unless she is there.
you want to fall in love
the way the gods drink ambrosia,
you want to treat her
better than their nectar,
sweeter than honeybees
and their summer-sticky feet.
you want a love beyond poetry,
from winter flurries
to springtime rosebuds
to summer sweet lemonade
to autumnal red leaves u
leonardwoodi had missed you before i'd met you;leonardwood in Free Verse More Like This
i am missing you before you've left
&today you are gone.
there is nothing,
no drink nor organic acid nor chemical high
to dim the lights on the epilleptic flashes
of love i can't let go,
the panic i blindly follow
as your airplanes leave from boston
&chicago and turn from wings to wheels
as a bus takes you three hours further
to a war zone in missouri.
you told me you loved me
as you vanish for nine months
of the next year.
you promise letters to make up
for the fear you impressed upon us,
love i never let leave,
an empty room i could never stay;
you promised me words
&a heart a thousand miles west
&hopes through two letters a month
that we will not be as broken
as the mirrors i look into,
trying to find what my face looks like
when i know i am wrong.
i want to see the beauty
that men who love me see;
i want to hold onto you
while promising myself to another,
i love you until it hurts
i love you until i can't any more
and i love you sti
strengthto have a strength so resplendentstrength in Free Verse More Like This
the ocean cowers
its waves ebbing at your toes
the sunshine waits
asks your permission to glow
a man or woman so desperately in love
will wait endless years
to see you smile and feel that power
emanate over everything they know
and wait another timeless time
hoping for you to love them back
from the eyes of a loverit's easier to write about yourselffrom the eyes of a lover in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
from the eyes of your lover
over the beauty of eyes that turn into the golden hour
or smile lines you hope mean many more to come.
it's easier to let yourself be loved
when someone tells you, no, shows you
everyday with every breath they take every second
that you are born from immaculate conception,
borne from the ashes of something that needed to shed its skin
to let the love come in.
i guess it's not too much of a secret
that i'm not easy to love-
wires stick to my skin
and i bury them back in-
but god, when i let him in-
god, i know i've done something right.
he makes me feel less alone
when i don't want to breathe;
every cup of tea he brings me
has just the right amount of sweetness
without having a grain of sugar;
he kisses my cheek
and the butterflies in my belly
like i've never been kissed in my life.
i hope you find love
that makes being who you are
a little bit easier,
i hope you find love
that gives you hope
that you m
christmas is not only in decemberyou sleep through so much sunchristmas is not only in december in Free Verse More Like This
that it is the moon
who rises for you.
born in the russian springtime
with cyrillic letters on your tongue,
you are endless.
you are a ring,
curved to infinity
your hands belong in mine,
or else on my hips.
curve me into the shape
of an s,
narrow me in the centre
to give room to your arms-
they belong around me.
you are a gift;
when i fall asleep
on the opposite edge of the bed from you
and wake curled to your chest,
it is christmas every time.
12 Things [ Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader ] 7|1212 Things [ Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader ] 7|12 in Romance More Like This
He’s brilliant, but not cocky - well, a bit cocky, but not too cocky.
“I’m more than positive that I can beat you, Sousuke.”
“Just because my shoulder’s a bit messed doesn’t mean I’ll let you take me down, Rin.”
“H-hey, let’s not get too fired up here, okay?” The stares of parents and their children were directed towards the three of you as you stood between the two men. Both were glaring competitive daggers at each other.
What had started out as a normal date to the waterpark somehow ended up with coincidentally meeting Sousuke’s high school friend, reminiscing about their swimming days, and then talking about a swimming competition at the wave pool’s deep end.
Rin grinned his signature toothy grin, magenta eyes glinting in the sunlight. “Is this a challenge?”
“Sousuke, don’t let him goad you! C’mon, let’s just go thi - !”
“You were the one who
Partners [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] IIPartners [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] II in Romance More Like This
It was a week after the shooter incident when you were called back to your temporary HQ in Japan. Chief Ukai was not pleased when his team was assembled.
“As you all know, Agent Tsukishima and Agent Yamaguchi have been following and monitoring the actions and whereabouts of a certain Qiao Liang, a man known for his connections to the Russian Mafia and one of the most powerful men in all of China. We had reason to believe that he was the one behind the underhanded chain of hits on CEOs competing with his own business. Therefore, I had assigned those two to the case.
“Approximately 3 hours ago, we lost contact with Tsukishima and Yamaguchi. Their last known location was somewhere in Tokyo Port, where Qiao was to be meeting with members of the Russian Mafia and the Yakuza to discuss drug shipments to Beijing. Shimizu and Kenma have been trying to establish connections with both of our agents, but they haven't been able to get through. However, we did get this message fro
Chivalry [ Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Reader ] 1|9Chivalry [ Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Reader ] 1|9 in Romance More Like This
Lesson 1: Opening doors
It was the start of your third year at Karasuno High, and for another year, you were boyfriend-less. You'd been single for all your 17 years of life; what were you doing wrong? Were you unattractive? Was your personality bad? Were your standards too high? The enigma of how you managed to be single for so long would probably remain unresolved for a while yet. How frustrating.
You turned at the sound of your name and saw your best friend running up to you. Squeezing you in a giant hug, the taller girl picked you up and spun you around gleefully. “Happy first day of school! Oh, my gosh, guess what?!”
“Mikocchi -- can’t -- breathe. Lungs -- crushed -- !”
She set you down and grinned enormously at you. “I got a boyfriend!”
First off, congratulations were in order. You were genuinely happy that your best friend finally found someone for herself. But within minutes, you were beginning to feel
12 Things [ Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader ] 4|1212 Things [ Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader ] 4|12 in Romance More Like This
He has incredibly ambitious dreams, but is down to earth nonetheless.
“Hey, Sousuke, did you have any dreams when you were younger? Like, when you were in high school?”
The two of you were simply laying in bed and enjoying each other’s company after a long day of work. Haru rested at the foot of the bed, muzzle buried beneath his paws.
Sousuke cocked an eyebrow and looked at you, even though your side of the bed was in the shadows and made it difficult to see your face. “Dreams in high school? ...Hm, I guess I did. Why?”
You turned on your side to face him and absently played with the hem of your pillowcase. “For as long as I’ve known you, you never really told me about yourself when you were in high school.”
“So instead of asking about what I was like in high school, you’re asking about my dreams?”
“I thought it might be a good place to start.”
It was silent for a moment as Sousuke thought about wha
Familiarity [ Kumo Tenka x Reader ]Familiarity [ Kumo Tenka x Reader ] in Romance More Like This
You couldn't tell if you were sleeping. The body beside you felt so real, and the sights, the sounds, they didn't seem like an illusion.
But you knew you had to be dreaming. While the man holding you felt so familiar, you couldn't see his face. He was even wearing a hakama that didn't seem like it belonged to an onsen. And the room you were in? A traditional Japanese styled one, with tatami mats and sliding paper doors.
"Come here," the man whispered gently, pulling you closer to his chest. It felt so secure and safe and vivid that you almost believed that you might not have been sleeping.
You let him pull you and wrap his arms around your waist. The name of the person was perched on the tip of your tongue. No matter how hard you willed yourself to look up, you stayed frozen, locked in his embrace.
"I love you," he whispered. His words made you glow from the inside out with affection as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. Then, he tilted your chin up to kiss your lips.
Fear struck you
12 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 11|1212 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 11|12 in Romance More Like This
“Babe, you need to go to sleep. You were on-call last night, weren’t you?”
“I’ll be fine, Tetsu! I can stay up for another 10 minutes. When the muffins are done baking, I’ll go to bed.”
“You’re gonna fall asleep on the table at this rate…”
Sighing, he went to the living room and sat on the couch, silently watching over you as you stared off into space at the dining table. At first, you seemed fine, and he would have left you alone, but your head began to nod off. Kuroo watched in amusement as you struggled to stay awake, but you were in a losing battle against sleep.
This woman is so stubborn, he thought to himself. Is she gonna make it?
Eventually, you rested your chin on your hand and let your eyes slide shut.
He chuckled, watching you tilt this way and that, and jolting yourself awake when you were about to fall. It was incredibly cute and entertaining
12 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 4|1212 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 4|12 in Romance More Like This
She's kind and nurturing.
The idea of kids never really appealed to Kuroo. He didn't really have anything against them; he was just uncomfortable. All the crying and changing of diapers appalled him. As an only child being the the youngest of all his cousins, he never had the opportunity to interact with anyone younger.
So when the time came when you were "voluntold" to babysit your 2 year old nephew, Masaki, the man tried to (gently) shoot down the idea. "We’re not babysitting."
"Why not?" you inquired, picking apart your spaghetti and eating slowly. "It's only for a day, you know."
"Kids aren't my thing." What a weak reply, and you knew it.
"Oh, don't tell me you're scared of them!"
"I'm not!" he retorted almost too quickly. He mentally facepalmed himself. Now it really seemed like he was afraid of kids. So he amended himself in haste, saying, "It's not them, it's me."
....He may have just become the stupidest man on earth.
You laughed. "'It's not them, it's
12 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 10|1212 Aspects [ Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader ] 10|12 in Romance More Like This
For the past two weeks, Kuroo has been doing nothing but work. Everyday, he’d work until late and just collapse in bed as soon as he could without so much as a good night kiss.
One night, he came home particularly exhausted after a hectic day in the office. Somehow managing to drag himself to the shower, he finished quickly to get into bed with you as soon as possible.
“Tetsu, your hair is still sopping wet,” you pointed out, setting your book down and beckoning him towards the bed.
He shrugged indifferently and plopped down onto the bed, not even bothering to remove the towel from his neck or to throw on a shirt. "It'll dry off sooner or later," he muttered into the pillow.
A disapproving sigh escaped your lips and you took it upon yourself to dry his hair for him. "You must've had a long day again, huh?"
"Are you really tired?"
Kuroo planned on laying there and just passing out, but he could feel your fingertips skim
Chance [ Haiba Lev x Reader ]Chance [ Haiba Lev x Reader ] in Romance More Like This
Haiba Lev was a pretty popular first year at Nekoma High. Not only was he part Russian and part Japanese, he was insanely tall, a blondie, and extremely cute to boot.
Well, that’s what you thought, anyways.
That’s why you were so happy when the bubbly boy asked you out on a date. You, a shy and painfully average girl who no one really took notice of, was asked out by your long-time crush, and you finally had your first boyfriend. Maybe it was just chance, or maybe it was fate. Whatever it was, the odds were definitely in your favor, and you couldn’t ask for anything more.
Lev had asked you out the following Saturday after his confession. Of course, the night before, and the subsequent nights that led up to your first ever date, were filled with nearly sleeplessness because you were too high up on cloud nine to come back down.
When you woke up Saturday morning, you went to the bathroom and realized that the bags under your eyes were horridly dark and your
Sleeping [ Azumane Asahi x Reader ]Sleeping [ Azumane Asahi x Reader ] in Romance More Like This
“You really should be sleeping,” Asahi murmured softly. “You have to get up early, right?”
The reminder of having to wake up at six in the morning made you groan. “Please don’t remind me, Asahi,” you mumbled. “I just want to lay in bed all day. With you.” You squirmed closer to his warmth and pressed your face into his broad chest. The smell of detergent, soap, and something that just smelled like him filled your nose and put you at ease.
His fingers sifted through your hair gently, wrapping around the soft strands loosely. “As tempting as that sounds, I’m not going to let you stay up as late as you did last night.”
You pouted, letting him run his hands through your hair and wrap an arm securely around your waist. To you, Asahi felt like safety and comfort. It was hard to explain, but he could calm all your anxieties with one touch and make you feel like you were his entire world with one glance. You weren
AbigailMaybeAbigail in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
she could've used a hero
maybe she needed to be saved
all she wanted was someone who would stay.
To Fly"Fly, fly!" screams my mind, soul, heartTo Fly in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a torture instead of a wish
They seem to forget I have arms, not wings,
and though I may be lead to believe I can fly,
if I leap off a balcony 40 stories high,
I will most certainly die.
TimeAs sand sifting swiftly throughTime in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
gaps between the fingers of our closed fists
So is time to the young
Life is fleeting from the moment of birth
until we come into eternal Sun
And so they say seize the day
remember your past mistakes and
change the present for the better
So history will be such a beautiful letter
to the future
The problem is the people are forgotten
passing away into myth and the places where they once lived are
nothing but old temples where birds make their nests
and foxes rest with their kits
And only the statues cry
One Misty, Quiet MornOne misty, quiet mornOne Misty, Quiet Morn in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a girl glanced out her window
and saw faeries beckoning
calling her away
Still half-asleep and dreaming
she followed them that day
In strange dark forests they played
and swam in deep blue waters
she talked with birds and mermaids
and days flew by as they taught her
how to make mischief and trade
While back at home they wondered
to where she disappeared
they found no footprints and no leads
beyond the worst, they feared
And then one misty, quiet morn
her brothers swore they saw her
in the distance dancing
a smile on her face
She spotted them and waved
though she knew not why
for she did not recall
her old life at all
She lived past the mist
which covered other worlds
a place few could see
and even fewer, enter
somewhere myths and legends
live without meddlesome man
A misty, quiet morn
a gateway, a faerie door
she a faerie daughter
down to her very core.
RunningShe just keeps runningRunning in Free Verse More Like This
Time flows by
and mock her
So she runs
and people leave
moods flit and fly
Anger and sorrow
love and happiness
She never looks
to the right or the left
She just keeps
If she pauses
comes crashing down
and she loses
And she cannot
allow that to be
So she keeps
An ExampleTell me,An Example in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I don't know the words to this song,
but it'll be in my head all day lo-ooooooo-ooo-ooong,
la la la la la-aaaa
If I only could remember
by the time December coooomes ...
The Story of a TreeShe was a tree childThe Story of a Tree in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Born from a willow
And her father was a
The first thing she remembered was
Looking up at the canopy
And being told
They’d asked for a spell
From a passing elf
To be human for a year
They wanted a child
A real child
Who wouldn’t be gone with
Who couldn’t be trampled
Or drowned with the rain
Who wouldn’t sway with the wind
Or grow the wrong way
But after she came
They changed again
And all she knew of her parents
Were the voices in her head
Even as an infant
She was grown instead
All she needed was rain at first
And the earth for a bed
She grew with the trees
And knew not of age
Danced among the forest
Her little feet at ease
As she moved beneath
And sat upon the rocks
And ate blackberries
And little fruits animals brought
And then one day they found her
A strange, naked child
So grown up and
Who moved like a wisp
Tree bending with the wind
Green haired and brown eyed
Slender and strong
Remembering YouI know I have to let you goRemembering You in Free Verse More Like This
I've held on to you for so long
The sun to my moon
the devil to my boondoes this make any sense to you?
Always wondering what I should do
I'd love to let you go
they all say to, so
it's not as simple as it seems
your memories still cling to my mind
no matter how hard I try to
Pull you off
scratch you out
punch your gut
Gives the feeling you never really wanted to be forgotten
and so you got your wish
you'll always be here in the back of my mind
a bittersweet tragedy and terrible memory
the fly drowning in a bottle of perfumetwitching as it dies
What shall I call you my friend(s)?
Fiendish troll(s) and trickster(s)
two-faced doll(s) cracking as you age
little devil(s) who stole a piece of my soul
a mere trial in my life I must put behind medon't remind me
I forgive you every time I think of you
and you never go away
Please, just go awayI don't want to remember you
She WolfShe could hear himShe Wolf in Free Verse More Like This
in the corner of her mind
in that secret place
she thought she'd left behind
Calling to her
waiting for her
in the dark
Long had he
been by her side
she couldn't remember
for such a long time
He was gone
they said they'd ended him
tossed him to the side
somewhere she'd never find
What else could she do
she was blind
Out of her mind with
coming from that
dark place she thought
she'd locked away
Even gone though
he'd found her out
and was there to stay
These people who could see
what did they know
of the darkness in the soul
what did they know
of being lost and alone
gnashing ones teeth
in unending deep
to do anything
unleashed the beast
gave in to the side
she swore she'd never
near the end
Nothing but a
hostage in a fight
to ensure the other side's
a cheating means to
defeat without complication
With a sigh
Glass GirlThe glass girlGlass Girl in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as the world shatters
the pieces fall
The sky falls
Still she dances
as only glass girls
As if she can't see
the world shatter
as if it's all
paying no mind
to all else
before the world
the end of an age
"See, there's still
beauty in this world,"
Is a shattered
with a smile
on her face
Cancer has a smell.Old classics,Cancer has a smell. in Free Verse More Like This
the half cup of
peppermint ice cream
sitting in your freezer
for weeks, and cat litter.
He won’t eat anymore,
but there are
piles and piles
of dirty dishes
sitting in the sink.
before your eyes.
You can wrap
your whole self
around his tiny bones
You can hold him
like he used to hold you
all those years ago.
And you are angry.
You try to find
You hate doctors,
and you hate
You have to force yourself
to stop crying,
This is the one person
who’s always had faith
He’s read every poem
and hoarded every award
you ever won.
You ignore statistics,
binge eatingi have a buildupbinge eating in Free Verse More Like This
of black holes
suffocating my arteries,
having swallowed down
the bitter taste of too many
girls with galaxies traveling
the length of their spines.
i ate them in mouthfuls,
gaping & sad like a binge
reaching for the skies-
unable to hold them all in.
i don’t think the universe
is as vast
as it used to be,
of my ribs;
i am hungry.
& with a collection
of moon sighs
as a reminder
in my pockets,
i will just have to learn
how to calm this swollen
i am a magenta february.Winteri am a magenta february. in Free Verse More Like This
is still clinging
to my skin,
sleeping within the tangles
of my night witch hair.
65 days to learn
& Icarus, with his
sun kissed fingers
my throat, giggles
knowingly in my ear.
I have misplaced my
of a heart
so many times,
I’m not even sure
it ever existed
they never lie-
Covered in frost
I am a magenta
the imprint of teeth
that bruised centuries
& bed sheets.
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.
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.
RelapseIt’s like countingRelapse in Free Verse More Like This
along your limbs -
remembering a time
‘just one more’
made you feel better.
- & you’re sitting there
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s
Dear Poetry,You will find out that I am not a strong person. Dragons do not make a home beneath my skin to hoard their treasured princesses. I am not that lucky. For I have misplaced collarbones just as quickly as I’ve misplaced hearts, a pulse still rhythmic against my fingertips. I am a monster of words, devouring Cummings and Plath with no ounce of self control left in my body. I promised myself this weight would not fall for the sharp edges of stars ground into your knuckles. But, write air into my lungs, poetry. Give this wild thing a reason to learn the definition of tamed.Dear Poetry, in Letters More Like This
Write me a poem, and I will promise to fall in love with you, slowly and then…all at once.
To be a writerYou taste like decaying leavesTo be a writer in Free Verse More Like This
and October's bad habits-
when it’s halfway through February
that still haunts these bones.
I have allowed you to
claw your love
into my arms
and chant into my
for much too long.
I wish I was one of those girls
who could say wild flowers
grow up through my nooks
and my crannies just to tear
through my skin, screaming.
I’m just that dead eyed deer
on the side of the road dreaming
of shoving a pen down my throat
and writing these verses inside out.
I am no scribe, prophet, or spell caster.
I know it.
My skin knows it.
My pen knows it too.
Years and years
my mind will dwell
on the way your fingers
chain linked between my ribs
and shook my
to be a writer
is to be a masochist,
and I refuse to get off
on the pain anymore.
Looking To The SkyLooking To The Sky:Looking To The Sky in Free Verse More Like This
Sweet yearning from the depths of my soul.
Blessed is my mind that drinks of this knowledge.
Though stubborn at first, rejecting its hand.
I have learned to accept it as my only salvation.
From the streets which have long been my home.
I look to the skies and the clouds above.
Through my skills I shall rise, so I may catch the stars.
Even if the journey might be as heavy as stone.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th September 2013, posted by Co-Captain Hayes
Are We Not Free?Are We Not Free?:Are We Not Free? in Free Verse More Like This
Ye say that nothin' changes;
That all we're tryin' t' do is fer naught.
Ye say that nothing's wrong,
That we should be acceptin' of our fate.
But why should we simply accept things as they are?
Are we no' a free people?
Are we no' allowed t' speak our minds?
Every man, every woman in this land,
Has the freedom t' choose their own path.
If our ideals must beg us differ,
Then that too is a part of the change that grips us.
What exactly do ye have t' fear?
If yer stoic in ye ideal that nothin' will ever change.
Why not simply ignore us;
A passin' flight o' fancy that we are...
Yet still ye try, ye attempt t' change our minds.
Ye pacify us with the notion of acceptance,
Highlightin' the fact that the world is fine.
Ye say that this is the way that things should be!
That m'friend, is yer personal freedom;
I'll not impinge upon it, fer it be yours.
I only ask, if ye could kindly mind,
Not to treat us, like we're bleedin' blind...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th July 2013
Why I can never be the NoblesseHaving recently caught up with Noblesse, I realised there are many reasons for why I could never be allowed a position of that much power:Why I can never be the Noblesse in Humor More Like This
1. Frankenstein would be female and it would be a harem manga
2. Upon meeting all the female characters I'd be like:
"Hey there girl, what's your sign?". They stare at me like I'm outta my mind.
"Shin woo! Ah beer googles blind! I'm just tryin' ta unwind."
3. Since I have mind control and can modify memories I would seriously run through the streets butt-naked screaming 'AHHHH-AHHH-AHHH-AHHH-AHHH' just lose it .3.
4. Upon watching Code Geass: "All hail Lukedonia!"
5. Upon watching Gundam: "For the principality of Lukedonia!"
6. Upon watching My Little Pony: "Frankstein, I wish to acquire one of these...cutie marks!"
7. Upon reading Twilight: "Frankstein...what is this HORRID inelegant THING. We must purge it immediately..."
8. Upon watching Avatar: The Last Airbender: "Frankstein I am shaving my head and painting an arrow on it. I want it
Secrets Should be SilentSecrets Should be Silent:Secrets Should be Silent in Free Verse More Like This
What is in the nature of a secret?
It is not to be known, nor to be seen.
It is that which we bury beneath layers of deceit.
Why then, do we bury poetry?
why then, do we bury prose?
Why secret that which is meant to be seen,
And showcase that which is meant to be secret?
Are the words of our soul less important,
Than mere phrases designed to seek attention?
Are the words that we carve from experience,
Taken as less than a general phrase of emotion?
...No, I would hope not.
For I do as any other might,
And my skeletons are kept under lock and key.
For a secret displayed remains secret no longer;
Merely a gossip's fancy.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 6th July 2013
Things I Do When I Feel Down :cThere are times in our lives,Things I Do When I Feel Down :c in Free Verse More Like This
When we hit the all time low.
When the second-hand serenades no longer cut it,
And when simply 'letting it burn' no longer works for us.
We roll upon our beds like a roly-poly collection of rolltastic things;
And we lay face up toward the ceiling, slaying monsters on our portable consoles.
But that my friends is when inspiration strikes!
That is the moment when I rise up from the covers,
When I take a marker pen in my hand and use it as a microphone.
When my neighbours wonder what the bloody hell is going on,
Because I've started singing songs by Nightwish.
And when I get bored of that, IRON SAVIOUR,
Heavy Metal never dies!
Marylin Manson, The Beautiful People.
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Your Guardian Angel.
Because truly when I see you smile,
Though tears may not run down my face,
I would never in this world replace:
The feeling of a success, and the smile it might brings
When I entertain you, with the way I sing.
And if you've gotten
I Will Believe That You're Okay...If you tell me you're fine,I Will Believe That You're Okay... in Free Verse More Like This
Then I won't question it.
I won't ask you about the cuts,
Or the bruises.
I'll turn a blind eye to everything...
Instead I'll ask that you join me tonight,
And maybe we'll cook ourselves a little supper.
Maybe you'd like to stay over? It'd be cool!
We'll watch a movie, play a few games.
C'mon you know how much I suck at monster hunter,
Be my wingman--er, lady tonight
And in the morning, let's go for a walk,
There's a huge park just a short distance away.
We could go on one of those nature trail things!
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
And maybe, after you've had some time to think,
You'll see that things ain't quite as bad as you thought.
And if one day isn't enough to convince you,
Then I'm going to try again tomorrow.
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
Song of RaineShe scatters the seeds with her tiny hands.Song of Raine in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And pictures the sunset in a distant land.
She dreams of places, where she'd be free.
With clouds as far as the eyes could see.
And there she'd dance to the song of the rain,
While I would watch from my window pane.
With a smile befitting such a lovely girl;
The daughter I lost, to a cruel world...
Just Smile...Perhaps I should confess to you,Just Smile... in Free Verse More Like This
That I am trapped within this box of crushing insecurity...
Screaming as I shatter my nails against the wall.
But I'm sure you'll tell me to just smile and wave.
Under YouUnder You:Under You in Free Verse More Like This
Beneath the surface of the water,
There is silence, peace and darkness.
To mute the mouths of men,
To drown the voice of the world.
Surrounded by ignorance,
I choose not to hear your whispers.
Without death or pain,
Without birth and life;
Surrounded by denial,
I reject this sense of self.
Without colour or light,
Denying all that is around me;
Surrounded by emptiness,
I am blind within this cage.
Muted, ignorant and blind,
I sleep beneath the surface of the lake.
Eternally drenched, eternally drowned,
I am the you beneath the surface.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 8th July 2013
Screaming at the BeastHow many have I had? Why would you ask such a question?Screaming at the Beast in Free Verse More Like This
I've had--only three! Yes, three I swear.
What? No--of course not, what are you suggesting.
Those: I can't quite see them clearly. Oh! Oh dear...
No, you, you must understand this was--just a bit of relaxation,
A little sip to help me sleep.
No--No, don't cry, I'm not going back to those days; I'm not!
I swear it was just--just a passing shower I...
It's just been hard...
It's been so difficult!
WHERE WAS I SUPPOSED TO TURN?
But it's not your fault, I know that.
I suppose I was simply looking for an excuse...
I was drowning you know, in the icy water.
Cold enough to freeze the lungs.
I stopped and simply drifte
Finnick Story part 6There's no telling what Mags's thinking as the train windows darken. Her face becomes unreadable. Squinting out of the window at the speeding darkness, it's impossible to see anything at all. My heart thunders in my chest as I turn to her, fighting back the growing knowledge. "Are we near the Capitol?"Finnick Story part 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She nods mutely. Marine Athica, sitting across the car from me, scowls at Klarad as he bounds into the room. I want to glower too, but I make myself smile instead, charming as much as possible. "We're almost there! Can't you just imagine imagine imaging?!" ignoring the death look form Marine, he throws an arm around her shoulders and sweeps the other in front of them, as if showing her a brand new world. "Camera, your prep team, the fame, the interviews! People are going to simply love you both! Excited excited! You'll make your first impression on the entire Capitol! People are going to simply love you both!" it's hard not to laugh at how stupid he seems to be. With the look that Marine
Finnick Story part 14It's when I close my door that I allow myself to let my shoulders slacken. The wait, the relief, the act, they've all taken their toll and now I am exhausted.Finnick Story part 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For the second time that day I fall onto the bed, but, this time, despite how tired I am, sleep won't come. Instead I keep seeing Klarad's overjoyed expression, hearing Renalda's excited chatter of tomorrow's interview, glimpsing the quiet and satisfied nod from Mags, and feeling the scorching hatred of Marine's eyes on by back.
Turning on the bed, I stare up at the ceiling. With each breath bringing me closer to the Arena, I don't know if sleep is possible. In two days I will see people die. I might even die. But I can't allow myself to think like that, not if I want to return home. There's another thing too. In two days, I am positive that Marine will hunt me down. She wants me dead first. I've out shone her in scores and, if she disliked me before, she hates me now.
I don't know when I fell asleep only that there is early dayl
Hunger Games poems 2Cato's KillHunger Games poems 2 in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You rush to reach the weapons first,
Wanting to kill with your blood thirst,
Your fingers grasp wood shaft of a spear,
In your first victim's eyes you see the fear,
Down they fall clutching at their life's red,
Soon enough you know they'll be dead,
Out of the corner of your sight,
You see the blonde is in a fight,
He's the only one who can might able to find,
The girl who threatens most in your mind,
Hefting the spear you throw it with ease,
As the blonde brings the other to his knees,
Down he collapses frail in death,
You feel success as he breathes his last breath,
Between people you weave out and in,
It's your stealth that will let you win,
Light footed you sprint across the reddening ground,
A wilily fox outthinking the hunting hound,
You pass by the dying and fighting with barely a glance,
Now to run is your last chance,
A knife and food for a start,
And your still beating heart,
You fly from the fray a fox's grace,
Before others can think to give chas
Cato's FarewellI can't stop thinking of her. How is it that I never told her? Now, though, it's too late. Holding her in my arms, I stare into her dead eyes and blink away the burning feeling in my own. If only I were the dead one. I volunteered to come here for her just as much as the glory and yet I never told her. Never told her how much she meant to me.Cato's Farewell in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The cannon's already fired though. It fired before I reached her and it was my name that she last uttered. My name she screamed through the field. And, as I came over the top of the hill, I saw her lips whisper it silently before the light left her beautiful dark eyes. Oh and I never told her!
"Clove." I whisper, bringing my face close to her. Then, more loudly, "Clove, please, Clove!" a tear rolls from my face onto her cheek and I pull her closer to me, rocking back and forth. "Please, Clove, oh please!" my shoulders start to tremble as I fight back the sorrow. How did I let this happen? How? After the change in the rules too. She and I could hav
Rue's Death poemYou slip from tree to tree your eyes and ears alert,Rue's Death poem in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Before you leap from branch to dirt,
Four little notes you whistle to the sky,
And the Mockingjays echo your cry,
They sing it to the distant sky blue,
You pause to hear them singing your little tune,
You dance along the solid ground,
Not making a single sound,
Agile and silent you head toward the pier,
So you can light the next distracting fire,
A rustle in the trees makes you halt,
Only to your own fault,
Before you can move to vanish again,
You're trapped and screaming for your last friend,
You know she'll never reach you,
As a boy steps into view,
Triumph on his face he throws the spear,
Your scream is not the only one you hear,
As pain and the spear render you to your knees,
She runs out to slice you free,
But it's too late for you to escape this place,
Tears slide down your filthy face,
She's talking to you and choking down grief,
You need a different pain relief,
You ask her to sing to drown out,
The birds song of your final s
Cato's ReapingThere must be some mistake. Perhaps I heard wrong. But she's stepping delicately through the crowd, head high with pride, eyes dark and beautiful, a noble in every way. She is in every way perfect. And I've never told her. Here and now, I watch her, realizing this may well be the final time we see each other.Cato's Reaping in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By the time that the Capitol woman is dipping her finger tips into the bowl for the second name, I've made up my mind. This can't be the last time I see her face nor can I imagine that she won't return home. I have to be the one that doesn't come back. "Are there any volunteers?"
As others have done in past, for glory, for friends, for family, I do for that ache in my chest. Stepping out of the pristine line, I straighten to my full height. "I volunteer as Tribute." Her eyes meet mine, fiery with determination. Yet, deeper, I see a flicker of something else. My heart skips a beat. Worry that I might get killed? Concern for me? Understanding?
Saying goodbyes is short and it seems t
Finnick's Story part 9A bell tolls and the instructor that has been teaching me fist fighting, holds up his hand. "Lunch." His Capitol accent takes me aback for a moment. With his ordinary appearance and astute knowledge on fighting, it's almost impossible to think of him being from the same place as my prep team and Klarad.Finnick's Story part 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I nod, tossing my head to get the sweat dampened hair from my face. "Thank you." I take my time unwrapping the protective wraps from my hands. I know that Artemis, Ares, and the two Tributes from One have been watching me throughout, looking for weakness. They look relatively pleased as the wave for me to join them as an Avox leads the rest of the Tributes into a side room. Tossing the wraps onto a bench, I jog to catch up, making sure I don't seem out of breath when I slow beside them.
"You're not bad at all." Ares sounds pleased and surprised as thumps me on the back, his lips peeling away from his teeth in that snarling smile once again. "I was worried that Artemis was a fool," Artem
Finnick's Story part 11There's no chance of sleep. That's what I've decided after five hours of lying in bed and staring up at the white painted ceiling. Pulling myself to my feet, I scowl at the green numbers of the clock, silently blaming it for the slow passage of time. 3:13 AM glitters back, the colors slowly changing until it's purple and 3:14. Pulling on a black t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants, I step into the hallway, silent. Nothing moves. The elevator's blue lighted buttons are the only means of sight as I walk down to the far end of the hallway and step onto the soft carpet of the lounge, as Klarad calls it. To me, though, it's a reminder of the fact that we're imprisoned. The wall that faces out, over the Capitol, is thick glass so I can see but never touch the shining lights. A couch, two chairs, and a coffee table are the only type of décor. I move across to one of the chairs, pull it to the window, and sit down, pulling my knees into my chest. Tomorrow, we have our chance to impress theFinnick's Story part 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finnicks Story chapter OneFINNICK ODAIR'S STORYFinnicks Story chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I thought it'd be interesting to write about when Finnick Odair was in the Hunger Games for the first time. The following story is make believe and I don't own any of the names that are used in the Hunger Games. This is purely fan made fun and not created to insult, annoy, or any of that other stuff, the people involved in the book or movie. This is pure fictional fiction, in a way.
Enjoy all the same, please.
Cool salty water, beautiful green and blue, beckons me as the bell rings, telling us to leave the school and head for the boats to get ready for the evening fishing. First to my feet and first to the door, I sense the girls following me out, as they do every evening. Resist the urge to grit my teeth in annoyance, I slip into the hallway, looking down it toward the doors where the younger students are leaving. There's one person, one girl, I wouldn't mind following me. She never does but
Finnick's Story 2The mirror shows a teenager, red curls falling over his sea green eyes, wearing a white shirt and black pants. It's hard to think of that reflection as myself because the reflection is tall, lean, powerful looking with an expression of cool at-ease. Inside, though, my stomach is churning and my heart is beating faster than normal. Last night my dreams were of running through a wooded arena, following the sound of a scream I know too well. My voice was hoarse from screaming when I fell out of my bed and woke myself up. Annie. If she was chosen, I would have to volunteer. I'd go to the arena and die trying to keep her alive.Finnick's Story 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I pick up my jacket and head out the door, onto the cobbled street. The town is alive with color and fake merriment. Banners display the face of President Snow, as well as the faces of past District Four winners. District Four has had a fair amount, though for the last few years, our tributes have been dying within two days. The last woman to win, who didn't lose her
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.All Her Little Things in Free Verse More Like This
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
Daddy Doesn't RememberDaddy doesn't remember me.Daddy Doesn't Remember in Free Verse More Like This
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In the year 1975,
Back when he was fifteen.
He still thinks his mom is alive.
He still thinks he's going to get beaten
For not being home.
And he still doesn't
Daddy doesn't remember me.
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember my sisters.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In his past.
"Daddy," I cry
Tears filling my eyes.
And after a while
After he lies there, lifeless
For over a half hour..
He wakes up.
"What happened?" He asks.
Daddy didn't remember me.
Daddy didn't remember Mommy.
Daddy didn't remember my sisters.
But Daddy doesn't remember that.
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
If you are a victim...If you have ever faked a smileIf you are a victim... in Free Verse More Like This
Slit your wrist
Cried yourself to sleep
Wished yourself gone
Chased a dream (and lost it)
Ended up in a nightmare…
Turned away from your “friends”
Tortured yourself over an error
If you are a victim…
Remember to stay strong.
Because you’re only a survivor
Before you kill yourself...Before you kill yourself,Before you kill yourself... in Free Verse More Like This
Remember just one little thing.
There are places to go,
Where you have never been before.
How can you be sure those places are bad?
There are things to see,
Things you have never seen before.
How can you be sure those things are ugly?
There is a new tune to hear,
Something you've never heard before.
How can you be sure that tune is scary?
There are words to be said,
Things that have never been said before.
How can you be sure those words are hurtful?
There are dreams to be imagined,
Things you have never dreamed before.
How can you be sure that they are nightmares?
Darling, please don't give up.
Please stay strong.
Don't let go.
Hello Darling.Hello darling.Hello Darling. in Free Verse More Like This
I see you're hiding behind long sleeves.
I can see you trying to cover up your "ugly side" with gemstones and lace, with pretty clothes and make up.
But, hello darling.
You can show me.
I see you're pushing away your dinner.
I can see you thrusting fingers down your throat into the sink, trying to hide your secret with laughter and smiles.
But, hello dear.
You can show me.
I see you're hiding behind these precious things that the others care so much about.
I see you're upset with who you are, in fear that who you are might upset others.
I see you're broken, and I see, you're outspoken. You're lost and confused.
I see you're trying to hide something.
But, hello honey,
You can show me.
Because I don't care what they say about you.
I won't listen.
Take ThisTake this kiss upon your hand,Take This in Free Verse More Like This
For the ones who starved themselves,
Because "ugly" was written all over their mirrors,
Because "fat" was the only thing in their way.
Take this hug around your shoulders,
For the ones who cried themselves to sleep,
Because, unlike everyone else,
Their pillows kept their secrets.
Take this wish for your success,
For the ones with wounds blanketing their wrists,
Because physical pain gave feeling,
And feeling was so hard to find.
Take this whisper in your ear,
For the ones who live through pain,
Through sorrow, through regret,
Through loneliness in crowded rooms,
Through nightmares and judgement and hatred...
Take these words, darling,
These words I say to you.
Stay strong. Never give up. Keep breathing.
Let's keep going,
For the ones who starved themselves,
For the ones who cried themselves to sleep,
For the ones with wounds blanketing their wrists,
For the ones who live through pain,
For the ones forced to survive...
And for the on
Silly GirlSilly girl,Silly Girl in Free Verse More Like This
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not understand the beauty
Of your ability to feel?
Whose grin’s so bright,
Why do you wish to change?
A soul with no emotion
Would appear to be quite strange.
Whose face is dull,
Why do you live this myth?
You choose to be a shadow,
Smashing daisies with your fist.
With wounds and scars,
Why have you chosen this death?
No, sinking into your own grave
Would be better than such regret.
You’ve started to feel,
Just recently you’ve started to cry.
You’ve been down this path again and again,
With a pain you’re designed to deny.
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not remember the torture
Of being unable to feel?
Tastes Like...Daddy likes to make meTastes Like... in Free Verse More Like This
Eat my words.
I see him hit Mommy
And I know she hurts.
So I tell him, to get her
He has to go through me.
And, well, I can no longer walk
And I can no longer see.
Daddy makes me eat my words
And reality starts to flood.
Yes, Daddy makes me eat my words…
And my words taste like blood.
I tried.I tried.I tried. in Free Verse More Like This
I tried to save you,
But you kept falling.
You wanted to crash.
But I tried.
I tried to protect you
But you kept escaping the shelter.
You wanted the disaster.
But I tried.
I tried to keep us together.
But you kept running.
You wanted to leave me.
But I tried.
I tried to do everything to please you.
But you didn't accept it.
You didn't notice it.
You didn't appreciate it.
You didn't love me for it.
You didn't even care.
You wanted it your way, more than you wanted me.
But I tried.
Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 17/???Page 17…Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 17/??? in General Fiction More Like This
Swerving harshly, a bus full of teenagers—plus two adults—made its way down a frequently used road. Inside the bus, the Karasuno boys' volleyball team was chatting it up, passing the time as they all traveled together towards one destination. They were all very excited—who wouldn't be?—considering they were all invited once again to have practice matches with their newfound friends and rivals teams from Tokyo. It was going to be a weeklong event and everyone had packed accordingly, their filled-to-the-brim duffel bags shoved underneath the seats in front of them.
"Man, this is going to be great!" Hinata was literally bouncing in his seat. Out of all the volleyball boys, he had to be the most excited. After all, he had actually convinced Takeda to allow his best friend to join them on their weeklong field trip. "[Name]-chan! You finally get to meet Kenma and all the others! Aren't you excited?!"
"Yeah," [Name] responded shortly with a grunt
Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 13/???Page 13…Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 13/??? in General Fiction More Like This
Faltering in his step as yet another first year girl ran away from him in tears, Tanaka frowned. He had only wanted to ask where he could find Kageyama during the lunch break, seeing as the moody first year setter had a habit of wandering around on his own during school hours. The attempts were in vain however, as one by one, students would run away from him in intimidation. A scowl settled itself onto his face; for once he was trying really hard not to scare people away and that's all that seemed to be happening.
Noticing her friend's distress, [Name] frowned as she followed behind the taller male. She had been helping him in his quest to find Kageyama, having thought she knew his normal hang out spots, but upon finding nobody near the vending machines or on the school roof, the duo had decided to stick together. Now that she was tagging along with Tanaka, she could see that he had a hard time interacting with his kouhai. It wasn't that he was a bad person, he ju
Tease: Car Wash [Tanaka Ryuunosuke]“Tanaka-kun, yo, what’re you doing?”Tease: Car Wash [Tanaka Ryuunosuke] in Humor More Like This
Tanaka watched as his neighbor, [Name], bounded up his home’s driveway, waving her arm in a sporadic greeting. He squished the sopping wet sponge that lay in his grasp, causing it to leak soapy water as he showed it to her.
“I lost a bet. Now I have to wash my sister’s car.”
Tanaka jutted his lower lip in an annoyed pout, going back to dunking the sponge in clean soapy water before running it over the sleek metal frame of the vehicle that sat in the driveway. [Name] watched him with her own pout settled on her features. She had wanted to hang out with the second year today, hoping that the two of them could spend their weekend partying it up. After a complete moment of watching Tanaka do an awful job at scrubbing the dried on bird crap off his sister’s car, [Name] skipped over to the bucket full of soapy water. Her small hands latched onto a second sponge that sat nearby before dunking it into the solu
Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 35/???Page 35…Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 35/??? in General Fiction More Like This
Hearing the familiar sound of the bell at the entrance to the store, Ukai looked up from the magazine he was idly flipping through to greet the customer that happened to walk in. His eyes landed upon a familiar student and he merely grunted in greeting, going back to scanning the words of the article before him as he chewed on the butt of his cigarette. It had longed since burned out, but he couldn't get himself to throw it away and start a new one just yet.
"Hi, Coach Ukai," [Name] chirped, placing her elbows on the counter before resting her head on her closed fists. In front of her, she had placed her favorite journal on the counter. Ukai noticed how it seemed to get fatter every time he saw it, the pages practically bursting with random items.
"Hello, [Name]-san," Ukai greeted the first year, eyes glancing in her direction briefly. "There isn't any practice today."
"Oh, I know that," [Name] responded, waving one of her hands in the air in an understanding ges
Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 14/???Page 14…Wreck This Journal [Various x Reader] 14/??? in General Fiction More Like This
“Ah, I think this is going to be my favorite page!”
Nishinoya looked over towards the first year female sitting nearby, raising a brow in question. She was flipping through her journal, searching for a new prompt to do, but had stopped on a page in only a few seconds after reading its content. Setting the book down, she turned to search through her school bag for the crayon boxes she always kept in there. Nishinoya walked over, looking over her shoulder to read at the instructions on the page.
“Oh, but what should I do?” [Name] mumbled to herself. Noticing the shoes that belonged to none other than Karasuno’s Guardian Deity, she looked up from her position on the floor and beamed at him with a wide smile. “Nishinoya-senpai, you want to help me?”
Voice catching in his throat for a second due to the utterance of the honorific, Nishinoya nodded enthusiastically. He quickly took his place beside the female on the gym floor, ac
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Feeling the warmth of her foam cup of coffee, [Name] sighed in bliss as the heat radiated through the cup and into her slightly numb fingers. The steam from her warm drink was slowly escaping into the cool evening air, fanning over her face whenever the wind blew it in the right direction. She took a small sip, wincing at the bitter taste as it burned the tip of her tongue a bit. She would need to let it cool for a moment before she could attempt to take another sip.
“Thank you for buying me a cup of coffee, Daichi-senpai,” [Name] chirped, turning her focus towards the taller male.
Daichi merely grunted in response, his hands continuing to hand out the meat buns he had purchased for his teammates. They each thanked him one by one, some of them showing more excitement than others as they happily devoured the well needed food. Hinata, who had been jumping in place due to elation upon receiving his after practice treat, bounded over towards his female clas
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Sparkling grin plastered onto his face and eyes crinkled in excitement, Hinata walked into his classroom with minutes to spare. His palm still stung from morning practice and he wished for the familiar tingle to stick with him all day so he could relish in the feeling. As he sat in his seat, dropping his bag unceremoniously onto the floor next to him, he barely noticed the sound of a pencil scribbling onto paper coming from his right. Looking over towards his classmate, he noticed how she was slouched over in her chair, furiously scribbling into a book.
“Hey, [Name]-chan, what’s that thing?”
Hearing her name being called by the bubbly ginger, [Name] stopped her doodling and placed her pencil down before facing him with a smile. She picked up the brand new book with both of her hands, presenting it to him with the front cover facing away from her.
“My uncle sent me a book for my birthday.”
“Eh? ‘Wreck This Journal’? W
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Eyes fixated on the volleyball in his hands, Kageyama tried his best to ignore the constant sound of snipping scissors and tear of tape. He had arrived at the gym early in hopes of getting in some practice on his jump serves, but the incessant noise from his only companion in the room seemed to serve as quite the distraction. He had already missed three serves and hit the net several times. Kageyama could already feel his eye twitching as the sound of slicing paper continued to penetrate his eardrums.
"Oi, knock it off already," he commanded [Name], pointing a finger at her.
From her spot on the gym floor, [Name] looked up at Kageyama. She puffed out her cheeks slightly in a huff, dropping the objects in her hands. They landed on the floor of the gym with a loud clatter, the rush of wind from their impact scattering small scraps of paper all around. To say the gym floor was a mess would be an understatement.
"That's really rude of you to say, Kageyama-kun," [Name
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Asahi flinched, looking in all directions down the hallway in search for the person who had called him out. Around him, people had started to whisper. Phrases such as 'first year girl' and 'pimping her out' floated to his ears and he instantly knew who it was that had been saying his name. He quickened his pace towards his classroom, feeling that he would rather not deal with the rambunctious first year so early on in the morning.
A small hand latched itself onto his arm and Asahi had to keep himself from nearly shrieking in surprise when he was turned around forcefully. A frown formed onto his lips as he stared down at [Name], noticing that she had started huffing and puffing from running after the long legged male.
"Finally," she panted, one hand on her knee as she tried to catch her breath. "You walk very fast Asahi-senpai. I almost couldn't catch up with you."
Asahi wanted to tell her that it was intended for her not to ca
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[Name] felt her eye twitch as she sat behind the blonde first year, her blood boiling at the mere sight of him. She tried her best to straighten her back as much as possible, tilting her head up in order to seem taller. Seeing over the top of his head during the school assembly seemed to be much more difficult than she anticipated. It was just her luck that Tsukishima's class just so happened to be seated in front of her own and the tall blonde had been placed right in front of her. For minutes on end she tried in vain to see passed the volleyball player's tall frame, her body shifting this way and that in order to see the assembly's display. Tsukishima hadn't been completely oblivious to her movements however, and he would often switch his own posture, blocking her deliberately.
"Having trouble there, shorty?"
[Name] growled as Tsukishima once again teased her, his hand going to cover the smirk that settled on his features. She huffed a bit in her seat, wanting d