Torn PagesThe twisted sinful stare,More Like This
Called out from under there,
Time flew by so fast,
The lie came back from the past,
Try to understand,
They only held you'r hand,
Nothing ended well,
It all went straight to hell,
Little crying lamb,
Never made the leap,
Now that little lamb,
Has gone back to sleep.
A simple story played out,
With pages all were ripped out,
It never went you'r way,
Now you burn it all away.
Show You're ScarsIt's as if we had fallen down,More Like This
At the sound of drums,
Screaming 'How will it help, if no one has seen our cuts'
Seeking help again,
Trying to find a pen,
Running through the night,
Our stories lit up like lights,
When all hope has gone,
And you have found you're song,
Write all day long,
Don't ever let them forget,
Don't hide you're scars,
They just prove what you've overcome,
I'll never hide my scars,
They show that i have been strong.
Don't be ashamed.
You're not the only one.
Stand up with me.
Show you survived,
And let them see,
It's possible to get through,
Even when you bleed,
Even if you're wrist still stings,
There are people out there,
Who with always care.
Hetalia:Making FriendsThe world meaning went as it always did. America was an idiot. France and England argued. America France and England argued. Russia was creepy. The baltics were scared. Poland was a valley girl. Germany was angry. Italy wants pasta. Insanity ensued once more.More Like This
Today, Russia was watching everyone with an interest. His boss had told him he needed to make some new friends or else. At first Russia had been confused because as far as he was concerned he had a lot of friends. The baltics, the .....stans, the step countries, ukraine and belarus were all his underlings. But soon Russia had just agreed and so was now looking around for someone to make the next soviet state,
Amidst all the chaos France grew bored of bickering with England so he allowed America to take
OHSHC: KyoyaxTamaki"Moooooooooomyyyyyyyyyyy!" exclaimed Tamaki pouncing on his best friend and looking eager. The last of the girls had already left and the rest of the host club was busy cleaning up.More Like This
"What do you want Tamaki?" Kyoya asked cooly and politely snappinghis black notebook closed and turning his black eyes on to Tamaki.
"I was wondering if I could come over to your house this weekend to practice my pickup lines," he said his eys glowing with expectation.
"Why do you need to come over to my house to practice?" Kyoya asked adjusting his glasses with two long thin fingers.
"Cause I need someone to practice them on!" Tamaki said as if it were obviouse.
"I'd assume I'm not your first choice. Have you already asked Haruhi?" Kyoya asked throwing a glance to the girl who was currently talking to the twins.
"Actually you are my first choice," Tamaki said, "Pleeeeaassseee kyoya? I know you aren't busy...so if you refuse it mus
APH: FrancexCanadaFrance sat outside his house awaiting his guest.More Like This
He felt bad that everyone was neglecting poor Canada so he invited him over for dinner.
Whether or not it was to show off France's cooking or not was besides the point and truly unknown.
France stared at the fluffy clouds in the sky when suddenly he heard a soft voice say "France? I'm here."
He turned around to see Canada standing there, of coarse with his bear.
"Oh! My sweet Canada!" France said throwing his arms around Canada.
"Sorry it took me so long, someone else mistook me for America." Canada said revealing a black eye.
"Oh dear!" France gasped bringing Canada inside.
He told Canada to lay down on the couch, "'Now who was the bully who beat you up?" France called to Canada, he was getting ice.
"I'm not sure, you really don't have to-" Canada started.
France came over with a bag of ice and placed in on Canada's bruise. "Does it feel better at all?" He asked sweetly.
"Yes. Thank you." Canada smiled.
"Where else does it hurt?" France
APH: USUKIt was just another 'boring' world meeting.More Like This
America was going off about something to do with taking over the world with McDonald's or something.
England really didn't care much but yet he couldn't take his eyes off the younger country.
He wasn't so young anymore.
He wasn't the cute little baby England took in and raised.
America was becoming an adult now.
England found himself completely and totally enticed with every move America made.
"Hey England! Dude you're totally zoning out man!" America laughed.
"Oh be quiet! I was not!" England said turning red.
"You so were!" France chimed in laughed.
"You cheese eating monkey!" England screamed.
"Not again..." Canada said but no one seemed to hear.
"Whoa calm down we're all buddies here!" America grinned throwing his arms around both France and England.
England blushed. "Yeah....buddy."
"Now let's get back to the meeting." China said taking control.
After the meeting England stayed until everyone except America had left.
Hetalia: Road BlockedWARNING: Germany and Italy cuddle, and if you're against that stop reading nowMore Like This
"What are the odds of the roads getting blocked by snow IN SUMMER and us having to spend the night in an old abandoned house that conveniently only has one bed!" Germany's angry voice asked harshly as he and Italy sat on oposite sides of the one bed they had found in the run down wooden house they had found to spend the night. The house litteraly consisted of one room which contained only one piece of furniture, a two person bed covered in a sheet embroidered with ugly flowers.
"Well we are in Russia," Italy said optimistically, "It's snowy here all year."
"Yes well next time Russia tells us to come over he can come and get us himself so we don't have to drive in his psycotic country!" Germany said thru
Hetalia: UkxUs"England!!!!!!!!!!!!! Help me!" American cried from a distance.More Like This
England had let him go off by himself as some sort of spy.
England began instantly running to find America, who sounded like he was in alot of pain.
"America!" England cried when he found him crumpled up in a ditch.
"I was spying like you said...and i fell." America said shamefully.
"Stupid!..But you are hurt, you are too pathetic for me to really be angry at you." England said climbing his way down to America.
He sat down next to the injured man (er..um country)and gently put his hand on America's chest.
"How do you feel?" England asked trying not to get mad at America for this set back.
"i have to admit...the fall did hurt me." America said blushing.
England touched America's scraped face.
"Dear, you've gotten cut up pretty badly." England said with genuine concern.
America was so taken back and stunned by England's love he almost stopped breathing.
"Uh...yeah." America stuttered.
"Come on let's get
Poor America [Fanfic-collab]"haha I so totally caught you, I'm awesome!" America grinned with pride.More Like This
"Germany!!!" Italy yelled
"no phone for you this time." England glared.
"oh come on little dude we aren't gonna hurt you." America smiled tapping Italy on the head.
China suddenly rushed in "what is that doing here?!" he/she asked
"I caught him ' spying'" America smiled expecting them to be impressed.
"say 'good job' or something, America is like a puppy.. He needs constant praise." England whispered to China.
"Er....Ummm- Good job America." China said unimpressed.
"Thanks man, let's celebrate with McDonald's!" America cheered.
So all the allies went to McDonalds leaving Russia at home to watch Italy. They had picked Russia to gaurd because they all agreed it would be far safer than leaving Italy in the hands of France for even a few hours. France and China sat down without ordering, refusing resolutely to eat any of America's cheep greasy food. England only
MirrorAll you seeMore Like This
All you see is not real
You think your gone
But your really here
You spend the days
Accounting painful things
They never happened
I never said that
I never lied
I never cried
I never yelled at you
I wish you knew it was true
You can't stay grounded
You think im the enemy
I care too much
Why don't you see?
Your looking at life through a fun house mirror
But nothing you see is fun
No happiness lays in the eyes of the beholder
Everything twisted and messed up
Do you even notice
You don't notice
Darkness WithinThe Darkness in the gutter, shadows, and all thatMore Like This
We all have darkness
That sick feeling of despratness
Or a feeling of something else...
It'll always have it's moments to shine, as it should
No one is perfectly nice
it's the truth
there is darkness within
ChinaxSelkie!ReaderChinaxSelkie!ReaderMore Like This
Selkies, creatures said to be beautiful women and men who take the form of a seal while out to sea.
In the past, their kind had been safe. People where wary of what they killed, making sure not to anger spirits that might control their fate. But little by little, as humanity progressed, the killings changed. No longer for survival, animals were killed for sport, their skins hung on walls. Entire species vanished, becoming no more than stories.
Among these creatures were the few mythical races left. Fairies fled for the forest, turning themselves into flowers and insects. Elves transformed into towering oaks and slender dogwoods. The creatures in the sea weren't so fortunate.
Those who could survive in the deep darkness, those who could withstand the immense pressure swam to the depths of the ocean, a place where humans could never follow. Selkies were among the ones who couldn't travel that far down. They stayed
Art for Art's SakeThere is a blend of meaningless colors spread across the canvas in a repetitive manner. On the canvas there are streaks of purple, white, yellow, blue, and dark brown that are part of the sky. A curious golden eye is formed in the center, seemingly peering into your soul. It is something made to please the eye but leaves you unsatisfied with questions unanswered.More Like This
From only a simple glance the only thing you see is a mess of meaningless colors. Those who noticed the piece only stayed for a brief moment; they look confused and take note of it for nanoseconds, and then they move on to the next canvas that catches their eyes. People usually tend to observe what they can understand because the unknown is what scares us. Those with closed minds only notice what is familiar to them; for those who do not explore other ideas, art becomes meaningless.
I wonder what the creators intentions were when making the sky with the golden eye. It was something meant to be appreciated and questioned. I spe
Golden kitsuneThis text contains TF and/or TG as well as mild sexual scenes and bad languageMore Like This
So if you don't like any of the above, go find something else to read
The TGF Writer
"Ah man..." sighed the eighteen year old boy as he looked out the window, the day had started sunny and clear, but all of a sudden, it was pouring; and he had forgotten his umbrella.
His class ended faster than he had expected, and before the clouds could even clear up.
Lucky for Allan, he had brought his car.
Unluckily, it was parked at the other side of the park that was in front of his university, so he'd have to make a run for the vehicle.
Tucking his notes under his shirt, he opened the doors to the outside, and began to sprint while attempting to cover his head with his sleeveless jacket; praying that he didn't slip or get his notes so wet they'd become useless.
Yet as he was crossing between the trees and through
The FoxMore Like This
Two nymphs, one laid to rest beneath the leaves.
Her hair was brown and sweet
Every night, the other would sit upon her body and brush her hair
Until it curled softly around her shoulders
And tangled in her sister's fingers -
And every morning this sister would sit on the shore of a stream
and brush her own hair,
black and fragrant and meek.
Waiting for the next young gentleman to kiss
and introduce to the stream.
Every afternoon a weaver would ride out
He knew the forest and avoided all water, for he did not care
to take a swim with a lady.
And every afternoon it was the same nut brown horse,
the same set of long-limbed, drifting
Reality Check: prologue*echo of the past*More Like This
"You may have any wish -name- no matter what it is I will grant it"
"At what cost?"
"A terrible, TERRIBLE PRICE!"
"Oh that isn't too bad... I have two dollars worth of quarters in my.... FUUU! one of them is a nickel! I should have checked for ridges! You wouldn't take one dollar in eighty cents would you heh heh"
"Well maybe for a kiss with"
"Oh never mind I found another quarter. I wish I could control reality!"
"Wish grated know give me two dollars!"
You sat up in your bed. That was one crazy dream last night. You knew it was a dream because giant white gryphons with hipster glasses and a top hat do not exist. Especially ones that grant wishes for only two dollars. You curled up under the covers. You really should be getting up and dressed for school. It was only 6:57, you had about 3 minutes where you can close your eyes and relax, then again you took a shower last night and actually know what cloths you are going to wear today so
The Bed Time StoryThe Bedtime StoryMore Like This
“Once upon a time, there was a princess-”
“No.” Hidan simply said. He was in his bed, pouting.
“What do you mean no?” Kakuzu growled. He was sitting
next to the bed, with a book in his hand. “You should consider yourself lucky
that I’m even reading you a bedtime story.”
Hidan was having trouble getting to bed, so he wanted
Kakuzu to read him a bedtime story. Though Kakuzu was very reluctant to do so.
But Hidan’s incessant, constant begging, and a little tip for reading,
got Kakuzu to pick up a story book, and begin. But just as fast as Kakuzu
began, Hidan made him stop.
Beginning of Chapter OneElora Danan stood calmly at the forest. Her sword out as she faced the beast. It was a gar, well she thought that's what it was, maybe a shadrin. She couldn't remembered the difference between the two.More Like This
Sighing, Elora toke out a dagger and aimed for the creatures eye. A Shadrins weakness, so if it is a shadrin, that would prove it. Throwing, the dagger instantly hit the beasts eye, making it scream and fall to the ground.
wow! Elora thought. That was easier than i thought....
Elora walked to the beast, now sure it was a shadrin and she tugged the dagger out from it's eye, plastering dark blood on her hand and a bit on her nice golden dress. "Gah....oh great.." She said as she stood back up, studying the damage.
The golden haired woman looked around the night covered forest. This forest must be, well, The Shadrin Forest. An obvious title, doesn't make a man wonder what could be in here.
"Well, now to get what i came for...." Elora said, reaching for the Shadrin's goat like horns.
Love is LovwLOVE IS LOVEMore Like This
Person A looked lustfully into the deep sanguine eyes of Person B. Person B was curled snuggly in Person A's lap as they sat in the family room of the house they had shared for months now. No words passed between them, as they were beyond the point where words were necessary. For you see, they were deeply and passionately in love. Love: to dream while waking and to find heaven while breathing. Love: to reduce all things beautiful in the world to a single being and to have a single being expand into your world. Love: an ever hungry, eternally satisfying fervency that graces only the fortunate. And Person A and Person B were very fortunate.
They had met in a divine occu
Don't Call It LoveNo one cried out in pain,More Like This
nor did they silently waste away,
no hearts did bleed,
nor lives alter,
no spinster has been made,
though months of campaigning have been wasred,
and fools we all have been made.
What is this great of powers?
Love is a passion burning eternal,
ever hungry and ever satisfying.
this is an occasional laughter,
It'll fade away with time,
and new fancies to be taken.
AngelI think I met an angel today,More Like This
out in the misty rain,
I found her singing about the sunshine,
telling him to come out again.
I heard her conversing witht the trees,
about sweet buds to be reborn,
saying how without them,
they looked so horribly forlorn.
But when I turned she had gone.
The trees were silent once more.
But was that a bud i saw?
As I shook my head about in awe...