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My FaultsOne Shot: My Faults
Summary: Goku comes back to life, but unfortunately things change and don't remain the same forever. He reflects on past events from the point his son was a young boy and was forced into a world of fighting, until the end of the fight with Buu. Relationships suffer and sacrifice is required. One poor decision can impact on someone else's life: Gohan's.
A/N: Story is in Goku's point of view.
I came back to life for this moment. Not specifically for the tournament, but to see my eldest son. It’s been seven years since I’ve been gone. Why didn’t I come sooner? Probably I never thought about it.
Appearing in front of everyone; there he is, my eldest son. He’s wearing a weird costume; then again he inherited my weird taste of clothing. Everyone stared at me weirdly when I came back from Yardrat all those years ago. He laughs in joy as he sees me.
I wish I could just take off his costume to see his face. I can’t behind everything he h
Pieces of My Fragile-SelfI cry over you for the first time
For the loss of your presence
Missing you so much
And the way you taught me
You showed me
I should let it all go
Every bit of resentment I hold towards my past
The broken self I left behind
That I took into the present
For once I admitted that you helped in me become who I am
All because you didn’t expect see things they way you do
But because you were a friend, before a teacher
You weren’t just any teacher
You were one of the teachers in my life
Opening my eyes, you made me finally see myself
That I want to be someone else
That it’s okay to try for once
That it may be scary at first, but that I could do it
You didn’t hold an image against my face
Expecting I follow the rules that you set
Just that I stopped quitting everything I ever started
And you made me allow myself to try one more time
It was for you
But then I never realised there be one day when I would have to do it for myself
Not for anyone, just me
Your words alone sp
Another Person Who LeavesI do anything for love
Even if it meant jumping off a cliff
Do you not see what you’ve done to me?
Pretending I don’t exist
I feel like a ghost some days
And so alone every day when I am nothing but a shadow in the window
Am I so unimportant to you?
Don’t I matter at all?
Making it out that I am nothing at all to you
You only ever talk to me when you have to
And only will make the effort if it’s us
Sorry I can live without your pity
I told you who I am
I gave you my universe
With that, I told you things I had never admitted to anyone before
I made you number one
You failed to make me the same number
And the numbers fell as time went by
You became to me, the one that broke, because no longer could I accept you as one
I can only accept those who care about me and actually act as if I am their!
It’s your big day
And it’s the day where I deny myself the chance of being strong
Because I can’t be…
I can’t keep a smile on my face this tim
Broken-Hearted DaughterWhen you are gone I spend so long waiting
Left so numb
Things aren’t just ‘good enough’
All I have ever wanted is you
Another time you choose to not stay
That moment you pretended it was all okay
The choices you’ve made
Will always remain with me forever
Sadly this is already done
Broken my heart more than once
A fool continues to try
However, it hurts too much to just ‘let go’
When you are gone I spend so long waiting
Left so numb
Things aren’t just ‘good enough’
All I have ever wanted is you
Wanting to fly into the wind
To escape the pain
In the pouring rain it will never shine
Not at all with my pleading eyes
You never chose to stay
I never forgot you
But you probably have forgotten me
As time goes by my heart grows weaker
I find myself unsure of what to say
And I don’t know how long I can keep the façade going
Alone I cry sometimes
But lessening it has
The pain has numbed as time went by
The Constant Reminder of PainJust the thought of you turns my day from laughter into pain
Heartache within my chest screaming at me to rid myself of it
There I was happy for once
And when I mentioned you my mood changed
The façade I portray eventually fades
Sadness begins to take over as I try to keep smiling
You chose this for yourself
Regardless of me, you made the decision to not see me
Am I not that significant to you?
Because your actions speak a whole lot louder than words
Do you not love me?
Am I not good enough?
There you will be pretending things are the same again when we face each other again
It would’ve been over six months
Your choice; not mine
You won’t notice, you’ll think I’m fine
I think I will live, but eventually I can’t with your choices
It’s like you keep putting more bullets in me with a gun each month
As each month goes by, they get buried deeper within me
They hurt me more as the time moves forward, and when I look back
I can’t go back to the
The Fear of Being AloneDon’t leave
Don’t let me be here all alone
Love is one a kind
You are that kind Rin
And yet you must choose
I ask you what you want
I only want to hear what I want though
Don’t let me be here all alone
I beg you to stay
And when I have to fix it, there are regrets with the words I say
I don’t care if you hate me, but you must do this on your own!
Not for me! Even I don’t want it!
And if you love someone you must let them go
And if it is strong enough it will be reunited again some day
Don’t let me be here all alone
This secret of the world still is unknown
And some know things they aren’t saying
Kyouske! You’ve lied to me many times
Bending the truth
When you won’t even being honest
Don’t let me be here all alone
Holding my hands so I would be okay with it all
Running from my problems continually goes on
Broken-SelfI kept falling so many times
So many times I was lying to myself
I said to myself ‘things will change’
Things didn’t because I never believed a word of it
I would not fight for me
Standing up after being beaten down and lost
The defeat wore me down
I wouldn’t fight at all
I made it impossible for myself
Letting the words break my spirit
The actions froze my soul into nothingness
I was not even close to stepping towards the light
Darkness was the only thing I was nearing
No hope and no belief in myself
Always the doubt bettered me and was always the winner
Never was the hope their
Then one day came
It was unexpected
But slowly through my actions
I showed signs that I could still move
From my broken-still self
I did it for you
I bettered myself
Never realising it would affect me
Which made me more than nothing
And that I was worth something.
With persistence I kept improving
Through your words; they finally reached my soul
I finally knew how to pick myself up
That Sad Look I See In Eyes: Chapter 4This chapter is in Master Roshi's POV, enjoy!
I may be old, but it certainly doesn’t make me, dumb or forgetful any sort of way. Acting oblivious is easier than pretending everything around me is true. Of course Krillin keeps calling me senile and continually telling me to go to the doctor, probably because Android 18 keeps telling him to do so.
There are a few things in my lively routine I keep going, which consists of relaxation, naps, watching TV (more specifically watching them dance) and some light reading; if you know what I mean –those ladies are so beautiful!
And then there are things I wish that did happen: like visits from friends and for them to come here every once in a while. Of course neither of those happens.
It has been three years since I’ve seen Gohan and it’s not like the boy picks up the phone. Krillin thinks it has been less than three years since his last visit and that’s probably because he goes to see Gohan, while Gohan does
Chapter 8: That Sad Look In His EyesHe shuts the door, like he has seen some sort of ghost. The way he just glances at me without a word of feeling or emotion, and the way his eyes have a particular sad glint; I know this is not his real self. I’m his Mother, I’m not stupid nor am I blind.
I just want him to tell me. I wish it was as simple as him telling me directly what’s wrong like when he was a young boy. Things are no longer like that, as much I wish to deny it. My baby boy is all grown up.
What is wrong with him? He hasn’t been angry, well not in many years. He doesn’t show emotion that much and when it does it feels all too rehearsed. I know he loves me and his brother, I don’t doubt that. But it is like he forgot why he loved us.
When he gave up fighting, I think he forgot the meaning. It pains me to say it, but how can someone smile so much after everything they have endured?
Gohan used to when he was younger look at me with so much emotion; different ones at that and now it
Punk!LeviXReader: The Princess and the Punk Ch1
The Princess and the Punk
Second and Sebring
You sat comfortably in your Starbucks chair, sipping away at your [beverage] while scrolling on your Facebook newsfeed on your phone. You worked for a Recording Studio as the talent scout. Basically you would go to stuff like school talent shows or walk around music stores to search for "uprising talent" as your boss described it. It was one heck of a job, and you got to meet a variety of celebrities. Most of them were assholes, even if they seemed down to earth in radio broadcasts and on TV interviews. You'd scoff when you'd hear someone like Petra Ral, a very famous pop singer (who you'd like to mention used auto tune), talk about saving the earth when her car emits more gas into the polluted air than others, and her fancy home uses more energy than Sweden. Oh yes, many times have you had encounters with her and most of them were not pretty.
You looked at your watch and sighed. Locking your phone, you sat bac
Crows chasing cats.
Dave X Reader
The (y/c) haired girl looked around her.
She slightly smiled as nobody was around, walking up to the biggest tree in the garden.
(Y/n) was thinking of eating in the classroom, but as always, it was way too noisy and she couldn’t stand it.
The girl calmly sat close to the tree, opening her lunchbox.
‘Finally, I can have some peace.’
As she was about to take her first bite of her lunch, a very familiar voice spoke up to her.
“Eating by yourself again, (Y/n)?”
The girl sighed and looked at the male beside her with an annoyed look.
“What do you want now, Dave?”
Dave grinned and sat beside (Y/n).
“Well, I was just thinking-“
“I do not want to know. Please go away.”
“C’mon, just hear me out! Anyway, as I was saying…I was thinking…Don’t you think it’s about time the ‘lonely cat’ chases the ‘popular crow’?”
In My Darkest Hour - Levi x ReaderIn My Darkest Hour
Levi x Reader
Warning: this fic contains suicide.
In my hour of need,
Ha, no, you're not there.
It's amazing how things can change in such a short amount of time. For (first), this realization made her stomach churn. Levi, her dear childhood friend, hasn't talked to her ever since he got promoted and became squad leader Lance Corporal Levi. She, knew his real age. She, knew his greatest fears. She, knew things no one else would ever know about Levi because of their past together. And what does he do to her? Forgets her. Like she was never there to begin with. She could kiss afternoon walks and late night talks with him goodbye.
And though, I reached out for you,
Wouldn't lend a hand
Occasionally, (first) would try to wave to catch his attention or try to talk to him. It would usually end with a "tch" or a "get back to work, brat." These words cut deep into (first)'s heart, but she would repress her emotions. Soldiers weren't suppose
2P!USA x Reader x USA: Deadly Attraction [C1]
(Cover art is not mine. Credits go to the original artist. If anyone knows who drew it, please tell me.)
A thousand times, we die in one life.
We crumble, break and tear apart until the layers of illusion are burned away and all that is left,
Is the truth of who and what we really are.
XxXx Prologue xXxX
Why did things have to come to this?
At this point, you don’t even know who you are. Who had you been? Who will you be? And when they release him, will you still be the same person?
You shuddered. You didn’t even want to think about him. You had someone else now. Someone… that you belonged with.
A few months ago, your life took a turn for the worst—in the sharpest way possible. You had never felt more betrayed, lied to, or ignored. It was only natural for you to turn to someone like him.
Someone rebellious. Someone strong. Someone who would protect y
Rivaille X Erwin's Sister!Reader-
First SnK/AoT fanfic. I'm sorry if anything is bad or OOC. //bad language is expected.//
"All you had to fucking do Erwin was bring me a flipping horse, but what do you do? You completely forget that you had a sister and left me to walk all the freaking way." You mumbled to yourself as you stomped your way to the scouting legion's head quarters. "Oh-hohoho
Erwin, aren't you going to get it when I get there."
Your brother was none other than Commander Erwin Smith. Yes, you were his little sister. He was supposed to meet you two miles away from the head quarters of the scouting legion, because that was as far as the carriage would take you. But not only that, he was supposed to meet you there at noon. It was already one thirty.
So you decided not to wait and go ahead and make the journey on foot. Sure you were vulnerable on foot, and without any weapons besides your own two fists. But you were so steaming ma
Foreseer (Loki x Reader) Oneshot!Both Princes since a young age had one very important friend they spent all their time with – you. You all grew up together, close to the palace walls. You were not of Royal Blood - though your importance became clear from a very young age. The two brothers remember it very well – even to this day....
The sun was high in Asgard, the warmth was welcoming and the feeling felt – great! Nothing could bring this day down.
You were all young - aged thirteen. Your beauty was already blooming and both Princes had their eyes on you. With your long (h/c) and stunning (e/c) eyes.
The Princes sat down in the Hanging garden, worn out form running and laughing. Thor brushed his growing blo
Levi x Mental!Reader - Kite Flying - AU
Levi x Mental!Reader AU
A/N: This story is told from third person point of view. Also- make sure to read the description on this one.
Warning: mental illness and disturbing themes. Read at your own risk.
The sky was so blue that it wasn't blue any longer
The sky ascended our spectrum and forged its own definition of blue
Every time that sky goes back into my mind, the colors shift
The blue gets blue-er and the horizon widens
She stared out into her lone room window. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky. How she wished she could go outside again, but she only got to go outside on Tuesdays, and it always seemed to be raining on a Tuesday. All she yearned to do was think. Think and reflect. It soothed her soul.
The ink spot in that new blue sky was my kite
As I raised it higher into the atmosphere
I felt like I was riding the wind and disappearing into the new blue di
"He'll beat you with your own hands." You stated as you fixed Mathias's tie, he flashed you a confident smile. And you only sighed in return.
"He won't do that, we're friends after all!" He ruffled you hair as you both looked at him in the mirror, his usual back and red outfit uncharacteristically neat, and perfect. You followed him through your home, trying your best to convince him not to basically commit suicide.
"You don't have to ask him. He's not even related to me! We're just close friends." You spoke truthfully. Your boyfriend shook his head.
"But he introduced us! I just feel sleazy if I don't at least get his approval." The Danish man cringed slightly. "It would be nice to thank him for showing me, you, after all." He bend down to kiss your forehead as you let out a loud sigh.
"Lukas told you that if you touched me he would cut off your dick." You crossed your hands over your chest as you both walked to the front door. He paused, his blue eyes glazed over with love and
Levi x Reader Mornings Drabble"Levi, get up." You murmur to the male next to you. He doesn't reply, just holds you closer to him. Taking in a deep breath of your scent, he mumbles incoherent words.
"Please." You continue to beg on, but to no avail. The stubborn ebony haired man shakes his head.
"Do you not want to stay in bed with me?" He asks, and you sigh.
"You know that's not the case - we have things to do today." You state firmly. As much as you'd love to be here with him, there was just so much to do.
"And you wouldn't want Hanji to barge in on us, and make fun of you, hm?" You press on, and Levi grunts.
"Four eyes won't both us. Just stay." Levi argues. You let out a defeated smile, snuggling up against him. Levi smirks in approval, pulling you closer yet again.
"I thought you hated sappy things?" You questioned as he began kissing your jawline, and he pulled back.
"I thought you loved sappy things?" Levi retorts. You give him a half hearted glare, before closing your eyes, and enjoying the sensation of his
Chosen By Fate WARNING: There are some spoilers of my fanfic Chosen By Fate
Remembering all those great times
Watching as time flies
Smiles so big
That even Mum couldn't break
As she help her frying pan in hand
The sun brightly shined upon us
And you Daddy, were able to be there for me
…But then a storm hit
We were separated…
But now… bringing you back will be so hard
I have to start preparing
And begin to fight for you
Like you always have for me
Fear is here and I need to back away
But, my love you is so enormous
And I won't let it go
I must save you
I admit –even if you were some stranger I would save you
Because you're always so caring of others
And I know that is what you would do Daddy
I'm so lost in this world now
And I just wish you are here but,
And wallowing in self-pity won't bring you back
Only fighting can
I'm mostly doing this for you but also, for the rest of my family, my friends and everyone
There is a whole universe to save
And there is nothing I can do about it
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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