That She May SeeI made the offer to my dead wife to use my eyesto see her grand children grow up. Now every timeI see something I probably shouldn't, every time Ilook to the darkness all I can think of is her eyeslooking back at me.They do not judge only seem sad at a broken promise.My mind is changed as is my heart. I wish only for herhappiness wherever she may be as I look once more tothe photos of our Grandchildren that she may see.
Dead At My FeetLeft standing in the aftermath of that battle within myself,blood and terror, total war of the soul stains the earthas fire licks razor cuts upon my fine ideals to smokethat stings my eyes and leaves a taste of burnt fleshupon my tongue. Gods and devils liedead at my feet.
Hell An' Damnation!It'd been hours since the funeral and wake of Pappa Joe, the oldest living family member and my Grandfather. I'd eaten more than my fair share, drank too much and told too many of the "colorful" stories I remembered the old man telling over the years and so when it came time to leave no one made even token attempt to get me to stay. Granma stayed behind. There were family members she only ever saw at funerals and weddings she'd explained. I'll catch a ride with........ she'd said but my mind was a blur from the booze and I'd wandered away and out the door without even hearing, or if I'd heard I didn't comprehend.Hell an' Damnation! I heard immediately upon entering my Granma's house. Hell an' Damnation! The familiar voice gave vent to all the frustration of a man who'd walked into his home only to find he no longer lived there. Hell an' Damnation I heard again as I stood transfixed unable to look away from the scene of Pappa Joe standing, his back to m
I Keep DreamingThe world shakesI see my face in the broken mirror.Facets of existence,a million different mes falling from my bed.The floor is hard and cold.I want so much to be warm.but I keep dreaming.
Night Of StoriesThere was a moon in the sky when I was young, the old man told us. A Moon? What's that?, the young ones asked. A whole world right up there he said. So close you could reach out and touch her if you climbed the high mountains and if you wanted you could jump up and she'd catch you and you could spend the day. Yer fibbin', said the older ones but I couldn't help but ask, where did she go? Well, she got tired one day and fell from the sky, he said and while she rested greedy people made a slave of her and made her carry them away never to be seen again. That's sad I said. Won't she ever come back? Not in my lifetime he said with a tear in his eye he quickly wiped away but I saw it. And since that night, that night of stories I've sat here watchin' , waitin' for her to return so I could say the old man missed her while she was gone and won't she please stay in case he should return.
Night SweatsI'm so tired of being tired and yet it does me little good to dream.I'd cut my wrist if I had a chainsaw but all I can find is this damnfountain pen and it bleeds me little, the ink drying too quickly toleave it's mark upon the world.
Babysitting (Chibi!Romanox Readerx Spain)I got really bored so I wrote this~You were sitting at the top of your staircase leaning up against the wall listening to music when you hear someone knock on the door. Your mother answers it and you hear talking. You try to make put who it was when it clicked! It was Mr.Vargas, the grampa of three. "I was wondering if anyone could babysit while I went out on a date tonight. Antonio will be out with his friends so I need someone to watch Feli and Lovi." You heard him say."I'll do it!" you say poking you head from around the corner."I have nothing else to do and I think it would be fun~!""Oh okay thank you (Y/N)!" He replies smiling. "Come over around 7 okay?"~Time skip~You knock on the door and Mr.Vargas answers with a smile."Graze (Y/N).""Oh any time!" you reply smiling back at him."I'll be back at 11, Antonio will be back around then too so if you hear someone come in around then its him." You nod and he leaves."Idiota! Give me back my tomato!" You hear Lovino yell from the l
Ed's Short RantsHey, don't call me puny.Would you stop calling me puny?!Stop calling me a pipsqueak, it puts me in really bad mood.DON'T CALL ME SMALL! I'LL BREAK DOWN YOUR FEET AND STICK 'EM ON YOUR HEAD!!!You couldn't see me since I'm so short you couldn't distinguish me from all the grains of sand. VERY FUNNY!!!Shorty?! Could a shorty do this?! What else you want to call me; a half-pint bean-sprout midget?! I'm still growing, you idiot(s)!WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MICRO-SIZED HALF-PINT WHO DIDN'T GROW UP BECAUSE HE DOESN'T DRINK MILK?!!!WHO ARE YOU CALLING A RUNT SO TINY HE COULD ONLY BE SEEN WITHA MAGNIFYING GLASS, YOU JERK?!!!WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MOUSY LITTLE PIPSQUEAK?!!!Nobody calls me a pipsqueak and gets away with it.WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL YOU WANT TO CRUSH LIKE AN ANT?!!!Who are you calling shorty?WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PIPSQUEAK?!WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DWARF?!!! GET BACK HERE AND SAY THAT TO MY FACE!!!WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL?!!!WHO ARE YOU CALLING THE GUINESS BOOK OF WORL
Troublemakers. Marauders x Reader〖 Remember when we used to be rascals? 〗“The Forbidden Forest? James, have you gone mad?!” [Name] nearly shrieked, trying not to catch the attention of other students. This was a bad idea. A very bad one. In fact, all the schemes that James (and Sirius) have thought are always up to no good. They would just get in trouble, get scolded by some Professors, and go to detention.“James, it's called the ‘Forbidden Forest’ for a reason. It's strictly forbidden.” Remus pointed out, putting down his latest new book on the side. [Name] nodded in agreement. At least there was a sane person in this group. But even with Remus' and [Name]'s protest, James still wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest. He didn't tell why, exactly. But he wanted to.“I think it would be fun,” Sirius finally had said. “don't you think so too, Peter?”The poor boy nervously fidgeted and nodded his head slowly. “Y-Yes.. Of cou
No Cheating!“You're cheating.”“No, I'm not. You're just very bad at it.” Nagisa replied, a smile plastered on his face.Blushing in anger, [Name] turned away as she stared continuously at the TV screen, focusing on her goal to win the game. The [hair color] female refused to believe she were cheating. Nope, nope. There was no way [Name] could be losing a game.‘You Lose!’No.This was the 50th time in a row.And she couldn't even get a single win from Nagisa.He was cheating alright.“You know.. I'm not going to be mad if you tell me you were cheating..” She mumbled.“But I told you; I wasn't cheating.” He answered yet again.Sighing, she lay herself on the floor, grumbling a few words here and there. How could he win?! She was always the champion when it came to playing video games! [Name] were skilled! Was it because Nagisa had way more skills than she did?Letting out a groan she sat right up and looked at him, a sign of
Doctor Who jokesKnock knock.Who's there?Doctor.Doctor who?*Silence falls*Q: What happens when the headless monks leave banana peels on the floor?A: Silence will fallQ: How many Sontarans does it take to change a lightbulb?A: None! Sontarans do not fear the dark!Q: How many Time Lords does it take to change a lightbulb?A: Interference in the lighting practices of other cultures is strictly forbidden.Q: How many cybermen does it take to change a lightbulb?A: LIGHTBULBS ARE INELEGANT. THEY WILL BE UPGRADED.Yo momma's so fat, the whole Slavine family could fit inside her at onceYo momma's so fat, the cybermen upgraded her into a hot dog vanYo momma's so fat, project indigo took her to an ice cream parlorYo momma's so fat, the Adipose consider her a natural resourceYo momma's so fat, Captain Jack didn't try to flirt with herWhy did the chicken cross the road?The tesselector: Our records office is sealed to the public. The chicken isn't guilty of anything.River Song: Spoilers.The Eleven
Owned (BTT x Geek!Reader)You sighed as you grabbed your books for the next 3 periods left at school. You carefully closed your locker and headed to class. Only to be greeted by the 'players' at your school. All vary tall. And pervy in the head. You didn't pay much attention to them. Which of course, gave them interest. You loved video games more then people. You were in the state of thinking about Amnesia when Francis, being the perv he is, smacked you butt making you blush a dark shade of red."Pervert.." You mumble as Toni winks at you and Gilbert laughs a bit. You glare and head to Social Studies, your favorite class. Social Studies was your favorite because well, All you have to do is memorize things, write it down, put it on some homework, and BAM! take a test. But that was all.Your Teacher Mr.J, got off topic and didn't really care about the rules. You could be in the middle of working on a paper and he'd start a conversation with everyone, have a rap battle, or a 'Yo Mama' face off.He high-fived you o
Restless [Babysitter!Kuroko Tetsuya] [1/10]RULE NUMBER ONE:Holy crap.Holy crap.HOLY CRAP.It was unlike Kuroko to panic, but thirty minutes prior, he lost [Name]. At Seirin freaking Highschool. One moment, the five year old girl was in the gymnasium, sitting on the bench and handing him his towel. And in the next, she was gone. Nowhere to be seen. He could only think of what to tell her parents when it was time to get her home. Gee, I took your daughter with me to practice, Mrs. [Surname], and I kind of lost her..."[Name]-chan, please come out..." he called out.Kuroko had convinced the basketball team to help him look around the campus for the little girl. He ran up the stairs to the second and third floor, checked every single freaking classroom, and when he couldn't find her, he ran back down to the first floor. He met up with Kagami at the shoe lockers, completely out of breath.The heat of the afternoon wasn't helping either."Can't find her," Kagami breathed, sweat running down his
Robbed (Japan x Mafia!Reader)Side note: This is based around the 1930s. Just thought I'd put that out there~"(Y/N), do we have to rob this bank? Why not a bank..... I don't know.... closer to home?" Your gang member Alfred whined."Oh hush up Al, it'l be worth it once we get all the money." You reply. You were going to rob a bank, not just any bank, a HUGE one with lots of money stashed inside, with a little help from your gang of course."Ve~ I'm excited" A happy voice came from behind you."Now Feli, don't let them go this time." You order. no matter how scared you get..... don't"You walk in, the sound of your healed shoes clinking on the cold ground, you hold you gun up and calmly say,"This is a robbery, everyone against the wall."You aren't like other Gangsters, you made sure women and kids were always safe when you robbed a bank. You were kinda like a female John Dillenger, only wanting money.Panicked, people run over and lean up against the wall. Alfred, Feli, and Lovino make make sure they don't escape.
10 Ways to Irritate Ponyboy1. Tell him the church being lit on fire was God punishing him and Johnny for smoking in the church.2. Then add that since Johnny's cigarette lit the fire, God killed him. Then smile and wait for a reply.3. Remind him that Bob's not around anymore, so the only reason Cherry doesn't want to be seen with him must be that there's something wrong with him.4. Demand proof that his name is Ponyboy.5. If he goes through a lot of trouble to find proof, say "I knew it! You owe me 10 bucks!" and stomp away.6. If he easily provides proof, ask him how drunk his parents were at the time of naming him.7. Tell him you read his english theme. If he replies, interrupt him and add that you thought it was disturbing and suggest a therapist.8. If you see him on the street, walk up to him and ask for "A Pony boy". When he says so, ask him where the pony is. If he explains his name, reply you'd asked for someone to bring a pony as a kiddie ride for a birthday party. Give him dirty looks as you leave.
Poor PeterPerfect Peter Parker purloined pretty Penelope's precious pet porcupine Petunia.Pretty Penelope's precious pet porcupine Petunia pricked perfect Peter Parker's proboscis.Perfect Peter Parker's proboscis pained profusely.Poor Peter!