Metalyric PoemIn what tones, I arrange speechMore Like This
to do praise her beauty's reach?
How do I fill up my sheets,
so that heart her stronger beats?
How to cast a lyric charm,
and make Her fall into my arms?
How to break the silent wall,
and don't startle Her once more?
How do I write my verse,
to don't change the things on worse?
What will my poem cause?
Joy? Adore? Or it's faux pas?
On the death of Morning Star
I do go.. with words on war,
and until.. comes late night,
we do struggle.. in our fight.
Absorbed by my inspiration,
I cannot resist temptation.
I do forget all remorse,
once again.. starting amours.
But what is there.. to do left?
While of You.. I've been bereft?
SuccubusShe came to me, black was the sky,More Like This
lit only by full moon sleek.
She seemed just a trick of eyes,
then my bed let out creak.
Heaven-marked was her face,
though her hair hid the horns,
Truly was she devil's race,
I cared not while they warned.
Neither my leg, nor my arm,
Could I move by any chance,
though it wasn't any harm,
while she moved in her dance.
And snared so in trap of night,
in the bindings of dark miss,
I am not waiting for Sun bright,
glad to step towards Abyss.
Shall come Day with its shine,
giving end to demons' play,
I'll be waiting for dusk's sign,
to be once again her prey.
it's World Suicide Prevention Dayand I'd be lying if I didn't say that I am a wreck.More Like This
For those of you who may be unaware, back in January a friend of mine killed herself. She was an internet friend but a damn good one and one who I miss more than I want to admit.
Chelsea was one who supported my writing from the moment I joined Fanfiction.net. She introduced me to Markiplier, who continues to be one of my biggest inspirations to this day. She would constantly assure me that I mattered in this world. Chelsea was a good fucking person and she didn't deserve the shit she went through. Near the end of her life, we'd lost touch a bit and didn't talk as much as we used to. My iPod's facetime stopped working so that was useless, and I just kind of stopped knowing what to say to her so I opted for nothing at all most weeks.
I regret that so much. If I had messaged her more, would she still be here? If I had told her how much she meant to me more than I did, would she have swallowed those pills? Maybe. I don't know.
Gym (Chris Evans X Chubby!Reader)More Like This
Author’s Note: A lot of things aren’t actually true, so this is pretending that 1) Chris’s dog East is still alive, as I, sadly, believe that he has passed away already, 2) Chris, his brother, Scott, and the reader all live in Boston, 3) Scott is dating Jonathan Groff (because why not and I need it for the plot), and 4) Jonathan Groff has a daughter, who reader kind of treats like her own daughter/a little sibling (Scott also treats her like his daughter). Anyways, this is really random and probably really crappy, but I’m gonna post it anyway, hope you don’t hate it too much!
You hummed contentedly as the warm water rained down, soothing your sore muscles. Your New Year’s resolution had been to lose some weight (you had always been a bit on the chubbier side), so you joined a gym.
And so far, you hated it.
Your abdominal muscles felt like taffy that someone had stretched and stretched beyond repair, your legs felt like they were attached to cinder bl
Steve x chubby!Reader (request)It was late in the stark mansion but the lights were stilling going on Tony had recently called all the co-workers of shield for a late party in celebration of saving the world from another villain of course without Fury's permission and in this party was (Name) one of the scientist of shield and a good friend of the avengers they looked out for her and well vice versa.More Like This
"Hey, (Name)!" She heard a voice yell when she turned around she saw Steve walking towards her and instantly began to blush "glad you could make it (Name) I thought you said you were busy."
"Well I just found out that I didn't, so I came here as quick as I could."
"Well that's great glad to see you."
"awww look at the cute love birds." Tony said appearing out of nowhere and wrapping an arm around (Name) shoulder "Hey Steve you don't mind if I borrow (Name) for a bit do you." Just when Steve was about to talk Tony interrupted him "Great Thanks bye." He said then beginning to walk with (Name) to a balcony.
when they got t
Project Porkchop Vol. 376More Like This
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