Poets can only think,
Shards of thought that form,
A broken mirror,
Of our soul bared through our work.
And when the pieces catch the sunlight,
The beauty of fragments sharp and bold,
Is quite a sight,
For the eye to behold.
|I love this one, it's one of my favorites. I was inspired to do this poem by roadkillKitten and their poem "Poet". You should pop over to their page and check our roadkillKitten's work! Also please comment on "Fragments"|
Poe Dameron x Reader - I'm Not Going Anywhere
I was screaming, screaming, screaming - for the torture to end, for the sounds to stop, for the pain inside my head to subside. Every other second, something burned my left side, as if a scalding hot pole were being pressed into it. I could feel my forehead streaming with blood, which ran down into my eyes and blinded me.
It hurts, doesn’t it?
The voice resonated throughout my head painfully, as if needles were being dragged along the inner walls of my skull. I didn’t want to hear the words, to understand them - I wished the voice would die off along with the rest of the pain.
Don’t you wish it could all somehow end?
Tears streamed down my face, washing away some of the blood and allowing me to see his dark, menacing silhouette. He was reaching his hand towards my face, tearing up the inside of my mind, all while the other figures around me continued to cause me phys
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 39You emerged from the stairs, stumbling on unsteady legs onto the main deck of the ship. The gusts of wind from being above-deck suddenly began roaring in your ears as your lungs inhaled the refreshing brine of the sea air. The comforting sounds of the sea which had been muffled below-deck suddenly came to life all around you in vigorous force. Somewhere in the distance the loud caws of seagulls filled the air like a broken chorus, adding a discordant harmony to the steady rhythm of the gentle lapping of the waves as they were pushed and pulled by the whim of the ever rising tide. The sun was almost finished setting on the horizon. The brilliant burnt orange orb was just barely visible as a large smattering of lavender and dull grey clouds threatened to smother its last vestiges of light. The expanse of sky above you was quickly darkening with every second as millions of stars began to appear and make their presence known. You felt a small sense of relief at just being able to stand out
Rescued (Officer!Levi x Reader)
"Requesting all police backup, repeat, requesting all police backup." Officer Levi looked up from his paperwork at the sound of his pager going off. Furrowing his eyebrows, he turned the volume dial, effectively making it louder. "Backup is requested at the scene of Maria shopping mall. Unknown number of personnel taken hostage. Warning, perpetrator is armed and dangerous." Levi felt his stomach sink slightly. As an officer of the law, it was his job and duty to protect the people of the city. Quickly grabbing his pager, and making sure his gun was in his belt, he made his way to his cruiser, where Levi's partner, a young rookie by the name of Eren Jeager, waited. "Oi brat, make sure you've got a full clip, just to be safe," Levi ordered as he started the cruiser and sped out of the station, followed by several others, one of whom was his commander in chief, Erwin Smith.
Levi X Reader- The Necklace of MemoriesA/N: Um... Hi guys! This is just a quick one-shot I thought of as I was looking through my jewelry my grandmother has given me. Hope you enjoy as always! I'll try to update often, sorry if it takes awhile ahead of time.
S/N: Son's name
F/N: Your first name.
E/C: Eye Color
"Mommy, what's this?" Your son S/N asked as he pulled lightly on your necklace. S/N is two turning three in a few days. He is almost a spitting image of Levi, besides his eyes which are E/C.
"This is a necklace I would like to give to your little sister." You placed your hand on your bloated stomach of six months of pregnancy.
You glanced down at the necklace which Levi had just picked up from the pawn shop with his first paycheck from the Corps. You, Isabel, Farlan, and Levi were captured underground by the Survey Corps and forced to join.
~Flashback in a flashback because I can~
"Big brother, I'm hungry!" Complained Isabel as she stared out
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 38It took you quite some time to stop yourself from crying. The total wretchedness of the Darling children's life stories weighed heavily on your heart. How could this have happened? How could everyone have let this happen? Your mind kept asking you questions that you had no answers for. The worst one of all was what you were going to do next. Sometime in-between your sobs Hook had gently ushered you over to a hidden nook at the front side of the room, just a little away from the door. Your head had begun to throb from all the crying at that point and so you had barely registered that his bedroom had been hidden behind a black lacquered wall panel. How very much like a pirate was all you could manage to think at the time. The Captain had eased you down onto his ink colored silken sheets and then he had pulled an ornately embroidered crimson pillow beneath your aching head. He had muttered some reassuring words and tucked you in before placing a few handkerchiefs beside your curle
That NightTitle: That night
Theme: #13 Nightmare
Series: Akagami no Shirayukihime
Disclaimer: All characters of the following story belong to Akizuki Sorata.
It was that night again. Each and every time he knew what was going to occur next he knew he was reliving a memory, that he was stuck in a nightmare, but it still left him shaken every single night. Watching them scream at each other, seeing her slap him, watching as the anger flared up in his eyes and the metal of the knife reflect in the light, right before he brought it down to his mother's face. Blood-curling screams ripped through the night and that man would run away, casting a last hatred look at him. And God, here was so much blood.
He would then feel his legs free themselves from paralysis and run up to his mother with an outstretched arm. She was kneeling on the floor, screaming in pain, covering her eyes that she had just lost.
But this dream for once, it felt di
Caught Off-GuardA/N: Wheeeee my first AnS ff! I dedicate this to Nati *hugs* She's the one that showed me this beautiful manga filled with wonderful characters and a great storyline. Unfortunately the updates of AnS are quite slow, so I have no idea how to survive another month And sadly I noticed the lack of fanart/fanfiction of 'Akagami no Shirayukihime'. I wonder why that is Maybe too less people know about it? Anyways, with Nati's help I want to show you more of this series
This One-Shot takes place in Chapter 26. And it has SPOILERS. So don't read this if you don't know what's going on or don't want to be spoilered! >,
'Surprise': Part oneTintin sat on his bed staring at the telephone. he glanced up at the clock and twiddled his thumbs nervously.
"Any minute now." he reassured himself. then the phone rang.
He immediately picked it up
the silky voice on the other end replied.
Tintin practically melted at the sound of her voice
"oh, h-hello Victoria. How are you?"
"I'm fine. how are you?"
"oh, I'm okay."
"Good. I'm just calling to talk to you about Sunday; are you sure Cap'n Haddock doesn't know?"
"yes I'm sure." Said Tintin trying to be serious. On Sunday, it was Captain Haddocks 47th birthday, and while Tintin was just going to give him a present (seeing as Haddock didn't like big parties) Victoria insisted that they hold a small surprise party on 'The Sirius'.
"So you have the cake and such?" Victoria asked.
"OH CRUMBS!" He shouted, immediately cupping his hands over his mouth.
"Golly, Tin-head! Tone it done!" Victoria yelled back.
"Sorry i forgot the cake!"
"Well I'll come around tomorrow t
Dr. Feelgood"Easy...OW! HEY! I SAID EASY!"
"Sorry Victoria, i never done this before." Tintin apologized as he threaded the last stitch
"I'm not really a man of medicine."
"I noticed." Victoria sat up and looked down at the 4 stitches in her shoulder "Who would've known that a card could do that?"
"Never underestimate the power of anger."
The pair turned to Captain Haddock who causally leaned in the doorway. "Sorry 'bout that, Vicky."
"It's okay Cap'n. Just please don't play poker with me again if you're not used to losing so easily."
Haddock smiled and walked over to her chair, putting an arm around her he sat down. He smiled and tousled her hair. "I still say you were cheating."
Her pale face screwed up at him and stuck out it's tongue. In a way she reminded the Captain of Abdullah, always running amok and playing pranks.
One time, when she came to stay in Brussels for the week, she set up a spring trap in Tintin's bathroom and...well, lets just say it took a long time to cut him out of the show
First date and The aftermath"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest! yo ho ho and a bottle of...um...wha-what comes next?"
Tintin rolled his eyes and supported Victoria as she tried to walk. Once again, she was drunk.
"A bottle of Rum." He reminded her.
"How can you remember that?" she asked as if he had just quoted the entire works of Shakespeare "That's so many words!"
Tintin chuckled and pulled her arm over his shoulders. Ever since the day she first kissed him, Tintin had been completely smitten. The captain suggested that he court her. He took the idea up straight away and arranged to take her to a Cabaret. She of course, was thrilled at the concept, but insisted that the captain tag along since he had been setting them up. Unfortunately, the long night led to Victoria's intoxication.
"Good thing that casteroily woman was preforming at the cabaret or YOU would have TWO drunk captains on your shoulder!"
"For the last time Vic, her name is CastaFIORE."
"...Oh yeah. It is isn't it? Ha!"
The two continued to trudge t
"We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." - Walt Disney
It is so true, I am a super curious person. I love Jesus Christ. I am a bit of a bookworm. I am a huge Disney fan, I love sweet tea, and my two favorite books are the Bible and Peter and the Starcatchers (I highly recommend it, great story!). I love writing, it's a passion of mine. I suppose my being on Deviantart is to see if my writing is any good....I guess...mostly it's because I love reading other people's work on Deviantart and am excited to see if anyone will read mine. Oh and I love BBC Sherlock, so all those out there with Sherlock fanfics, my hats off to you for your work! Anyways, read to your hearts content. Please comment! I could always use advice and God bless.