Twinkle Twinkle Little StarTwinkle, twinkle little star,Twinkle Twinkle Little Star6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How I envy where you are.
Up above the clouds so high,
Away from his prying eyes.
When his crawling hands have gone,
When his breath has slowed to none.
Then you peek your little light
And help my soul to take flight.
When he wanders in the dark,
He requests your tiny spark.
He can't see which way to go
When you do not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
Stay your distance, do not peep.
Please don't look, please shut your eye
'Til the Sun is in the sky.
Hide your bright and tiny spark,
Keep the traveller in the dark.
Though I know not what you are,
You're all I have, near and far.
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I envy where you are.
Up above the clouds so high
Far away from prying eyes.
Blood and Thorns- Xiaoyin fic ch1Blood and Thorns- Xiaoyin fic ch13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Blood and Thorns
A Xiaoyin fanfic
Chapter 1: Power is Everything
Peace was a concept long forgotten in the cold and dismal hearts of those that inhabited earth. In order for one to achieve such ideals, blood had to be shed in the name of the righteous as victory screamed and howled through the hollow darkness and void. Even with the idea that peace could be achieved, there would be those who strive for much darker deeds with cruel intentions. Those with power ruled with an iron fist and did not show mercy to those that sought out to achieve their dreams. It seemed that those with power, always craved and hungered for more, seeking out to destroy and crush the bright eyed and weary hopes of those that believed with their hearts that there was good in everyone.
Power is potent. It is an invisible source that granted those who were strong enough to handle it, infinite possibilities. Though in essence a wonderful, thriving achievement, power can turn a hopeful pure heart into a
Reader x Nepeta: Shipping Wall Shenanigans"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEAAAAAASE!"Reader x Nepeta: Shipping Wall Shenanigans2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your name is ___ ___, and you're literally begging your flush crush, Nepeta Leijon, to let you see her shipping wall, which she has said no to several times. She was beginning to get annoyed, so she leered at you.
"No ___! Listen, I know mew well enough to trust mew to take care of my hive, but that doesn't mean you can look at my shipping wall! No no no!" she sighed, her furry blue tail drooping. But Nepeta paused, giving you a key, her eyes suddenly sparkling with interest. "But yeah, mew can't sleep here at night, but purrlease don't fail me on taking care of it, okay? See mew tomorrow!" the 4'9 troll giggled, pecking your cheek and walking off. She had to go see Equius at John's house for the night, coming back in the morning. Something about a new version of SBURB...
Never mind that.
You looked around her hive, it certainly was less cave-like than what you thought. There was the general den (no pun intended), and three hallways lead
Glass Thorns (Sollux x Reader)It's officially been a month since you kissed Sollux Captor, and nothing has gotten better. You would think that, as time goes on, your heart would begin to mend itself, to heal. No, not when every day is a reminder of what should have been but never could have. You've figured out a way to act like you're over him; Sollux believes it, probably to make himself feel better for ripping you in two. School is out, has been for a week, thank god, so you don't have to fake it to everyone there. And Karkat... well, you're not sure about him. He's always been sensitive to this kind of thing, but if he knows you're acting, he's not letting on.Glass Thorns (Sollux x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Feferi Peixes, the troll Sollux has been crushing on (flushing for, you don't care anymore), ended up rejecting his advances. Since you act like you used to, Sollux will occasionally mope at your house, complaining about his awful luck in the quadrants. Thank gog he has you as his palemate to keep him sane.
And, you know that you may have to double-duty in
Kiss the Ghost (Sollux x Reader)"Hm... yes, I see," Equius says as he looks over your ghost, eyes unreadable behind the cracked sunglasses. "I believe I can do this."Kiss the Ghost (Sollux x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You'd better," Sollux warns, crossing his arms as he too looks at you, smiling faintly. "Tell me when it's done, no matter what time of day. Or night."
Oh, that's right... it's summer, isn't it? You'll have the entirety of the summer to look forward to, assuming you don't fade into nothingness before then.
The calling of your name from Sollux to leave pulls you out of that thought. That's all it takes when you're dead, one little thought and your mind is wandering like a sheep lost from its herd. You take his hand again and exit the workshop, glancing back at Equius curiously; past the formal introductions, you weren't really listening much, too busy staring at the mechanical wonders all around you. You may not be a mechanic, or an engineer, or anything of the sort, but you can appreciate when things truly flow and fit together as they ought to.
Parable of the LanternThere were once two men seeking wisdom under the tutelage of an ancient master. He brought them into a dark room. In the center were two metal lamps, each containing a flickering flame.Parable of the Lantern6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Grip your lamp by the base, endure the heat, and gaze into the flame," instructed the master. "If your faith wavers and you look away, or your strength fails and you let go, even for an instant, you will be lost. You will never be wise. But gaze at the flame and, if you prevail, you will know truth."
And the master left them.
The two men gripped their lamps, and gazed into the light. Soon the lamps grew hot from the fire within, and began to burn their hands.
One man let go and stood up. "Aha!" cried the faithful man, as he continued to grip his lantern. "You have shown yourself too weak to become wise."
"Who is wise, the one who holds fire, or the one who lets go?"
The faithless man's eyes adjusted to the dark, and he saw that
Trial and ErrorNoche looked at the ground and sighed. Ren was at it again. The red headed boy was beginning to obsessively flirt with Noche and he was beginning to get tired of it, but he had to admit, Ren was kind cute. The red head was walking over to Noche with a overly confident smirk. Noche rolled his eyes and looked away when Ren arrived.Trial and Error1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
"Good afternoon Ren." Noche said grumpily
Smirking happily Ren stopped in front of Noche " Hello there beautiful."
Noche scoffed and turned, looking into his eyes he growled." What do you want?"
Ren kept his smirk even though the tone of noche's voice hurt his pride. Quickly and gently lifted noche's chin. "I just want your attention, is that too much to ask?"
Noche froze and could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks. Hurriedly he shoved away Ren's hand and turned away. As soon as he turned away he started to trot away, not wanting anyone seeing him blush. He shivered and was extremely embarrassed about how he reacted. After a bit of running he found a quiet
Universally Wrong (Sollux x Reader)Well, to start things off, you are most definitely not Sollux Captor's girlfriend.Universally Wrong (Sollux x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
That much has been made clear to you, multiple times over. First with the teasing from everyone, aforementioned troll included. Second with the way he tore your kiss apart. Third with how he asked you to be his moirail just last week.
Truthfully, you doubt he wants a quadrant with you, period. He's probably just doing it to keep you safe--- as a way to keep an eye on you without people suspecting too much. Because even though he saved your ass from those fucking bullies, your heart hurts so much more than any of the injuries they inflicted upon you.
So now, after seven days of social seclusion (you haven't gone out of the house for anything but school and groceries), you're finally coming back out of your heartbroken shell and having people over again. Of course, you're probably doing the dumbest thing possible, inviting over who you are: Sollux and Karkat. Sollux because of what just happened, and Karka
Lilies (Sollux x Reader)Sollux Captor stands over his once-moirail's grave, kneeling to place a bouquet of white lilies on top. There are faint yellow streaks staining the perfect petals, signs of the tears he's shed coming here. Lilies were your favorite.Lilies (Sollux x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's been a year, exactly a year, since he killed you, and he's given up hope that your ghost might be coming back. If it hasn't happened by now, how could it ever?
Three perfectly pink roses and a sunflower already lay across, showing that Sollux isn't the first to visit. They're probably Karkat and Nepeta's, some of the only troll friends besides Sollux you had. The morning is still new enough that the fog has yet to burn away from the cemetery, and Sollux's knees are licked by the dewy grass when he stands again.
His head shoots straight up as he hears a faint calling of his name. The voice sounds female, and so much like the one that has haunted his sleep when he forgets to crawl into his sopor. "(f/n)?" He asks, not without apprehension.
Once Dead Round 2- Versus Gwendolyn Crawford-Stages, Though Only Symbolically-Once Dead Round 2- Versus Gwendolyn Crawford1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Why am I doing this again?”
“Because I asked you to and you said yes.”
“Yeah, but why? Why do you want me to do this?”
“Because I wanna know what’s on the other side.”
“What makes you think there’s anything on the other side? Maybe it’s just a bricked up doorway.”
“Maybe it’s not.”
“Maybe it is.”
“Maybe it’s not.”
“Maybe this is a waste of my time.”
Lydia’s mouth skewed itself into something like a pout. She shifted her weight and looked over at Metal Mouth, the man’s sleek black armor and mechanical helmet making him look bigger than he already did. The two of them stood in one of the hallways of the fourth floor, empty unless you included the repeating doors that lined the walls on either side. They were titled in a numerical order, and while most of them seemed to lead to nothing
Mission Regain Control and DoodleDerp Write Pokeyoo continued with its glaring and generally immature expressions directed at the utterly innocent wall for several seconds. Perhaps even minutes. Whatever the case was, there was indeed several of some form of time measurement involved. Eventually it decided to leave with much prissy princess muzzle pointed up in the air though.Mission Regain Control and DoodleDerp Write5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Finally left with the Qwuedeviv declared, Foul Earth Wuff Menace once more, Spork rummaged through a most ominous looking assortment of equipment it had placed on the table with its tail. Meanwhile Mr. Wuff whose name was actually Wolfieface and beyond that, actually Lowell, but we are ignoring that fact with run on sentence, did nothing. Primarily and specifically because he could not readily get up—which is likely why he had stayed there any length of time. That or he was just dumb, both entirely possible. Anyway He watched with eyes—his eyes as a matter of fact. His very own pair of eyes of light blue color. The last fact of whic
The Only ReasonA thousand reasons to cryThe Only Reason3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the tears rolling away
Each and every day
Reasons to live and die
A thousand reasons to smile
Could it be something that could never break?
Maybe it's just a mask; something so fake?
It's hard to tell, it's been awhile.
A thousand reasons to fade
The unwillingness to go on
The motivation is already gone
I stay in a place they forbade
A thousand reasons to feel this flame
An emotion that could never die
An emotion that makes me ask "why?"
Why is this all the same?
A thousand reasons I do not need.
The only reason I need is You
Stars Don't Have Hearts To Break (Sollux x Reader)To make a long story short, Sollux is no fairytale prince.Stars Don't Have Hearts To Break (Sollux x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He isn't a bad friend, but he does make for an awful crush. Because yeah, he's one of twelve trolls who transferred to your hellhole of a school. And yeah, pretty much everybody knows how much you like him. Especially the bullies who now just have more material to gang up on you about.
"Still pining after that freak, bitch?" The leader pins your free arm against your locker, leaning close enough that you can smell his sour breath. Close enough for you to have to turn your head. Because you sure as hell don't want to end up kissing him.
You don't give an answer. They never need one. He just slaps your cheek, leaving a bright red imprint of his hand on your face. You yank your wrist out of his grip, ducking out from underneath and trying to ignore the laughs from the rest of his group. Making your way to the cafeteria quickly, you shove your lunch into the trash before anyone sees you with it and take your usual seat, which means
DeceptionBut you told me you weren't ready...Deception3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you're a dirty liar.
You seemed plenty ready yesterday...
a measly four weeks later.
I wanted a relationship...
you didn't even try 'er.
You kept flirting, eyelash batting...
a dirty instigator.
I believed every single word...
you hid the truth so well.
No "I don't like you that way..."
very much obliged.
And I can't cry, and I can't feel...
locked in your satisfied hell.
I hope that you'll be happy now...
parts of me have died.
BreatheI am just tooBreathe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rational to cut myself
because I know thoughts are cutting deeper
than a knife and
if I watched me bleeding I´d know I´m still alive
-but this is definitely not being alive
this is just inhaling something which
is called oxygen but feels like water,
just opening and closing a pair of empty eyes,
this is just unsealing a mouth
and pronoucing meaningless syllables
and this is just distorting my lips and
labeling it a smile
I am just too
rational to give up because
that would be what the world wants
and there is a rebellious rest inside of me left
which just wants to protest
scream my head off till the deafs will pay attention
and laugh so hard I won´t feel a tear anymore
like it´s my first breath
because when you smile like this,
I feel like I could even breathe
RealityMystry, all wrapped up.Reality5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You know you got it,
As I succumbed to your beauty.
Living in your dream.
Each word, Rapturous;
Cuz I wasn't listening.
Each blow, pleasurous;
Cuz I had stopped feeling.
The mystry finally unfolds.
Your dreams were nightmares all along,
That I failed to see.
Shielded from the truth,
Due to my misjudgements of your fantasy.
Each word, filthy, tainted;
For now I heed to them.
Each blow filled with anguish, agony;
For now I start to throb.
I gave you everything,
But after all I've done,
I still can't get through to you.
So now I take a step,
Pick up the pieces lying on the ground.
Now the truth so clear before me.
I'll be gone in a blink of an eye.
It happens all the time...
Shoosh Pap Sandwich- Karkat x Reader You were in Karkat's hive, whistling and dancing around in the kitchen to make a sandwich. You had out all the condiments you needed to make the perfect sandwich. Once it was made to the point of perfection (even the Strider's couldn't make a better sandwich) you grabbed a plate and sat back down in front of your computer so you could derp around on deviantART and eat your sandwich at the same time. You took a few bites of it and sat it down on the plate. You started to reply to people and got in your regular sitting position- one leg beneath you and your other pulled up to your chest. A few seconds later Karkat got up from his crappy romcom movie and was walking past you when he saw the sandwich.Shoosh Pap Sandwich- Karkat x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ohhh! Human food!" he said in a... joyous tone. You knew what that meant, you instantly covered your sandwich with both of your hands.
"No, get your troll hands away from my sammich! you said, hissing. You saw a look of determination in his eyes.
Love is..Love is not all that it seems,Love is..3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's less of a reality and more of a dream.
One big illusion to blind your eyes,
and all it brings is heartbreak and demise.
It troubles your heart and makes you feel sad,
and despite all the joy it still turns out bad.
The one single emotion that breaks down your heart,
you may think it's special but it'll tear you apart.
It plays with your mind and muddles your brain,
but despite all the torment you'll love yet again.
Another bright soul left alone in the dark,
a victim of love with a scar on their heart.
Elements Of NaturePeople can no longer cover their eyes,Elements Of Nature3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the whips of lightning flash,
In the hemisphere of stormy skies.
But what is the reason for the rain,
To wash away the woe and the pain?
People can no longer turn their backs,
As the cries of thunder smash,
On the surface of torrential tracks.
But what is the reason for the wind,
That listens to lies and turns you blind?
People can no longer hide their graces,
As the howls of raindrops lash,
By the mirror of flooded faces.
But what is the reason for the hail,
It can only maim the voices that fail?
AscentIf you´re wanderingAscent3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the deepest valleys,
just raise your head.
In front of you,
you´ll see the highest mountain
and it might not be
an easy way leading to the peak
but up there,
the stars will be waiting.
SilenceI sit in my room and listen,Silence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for who takes the blame, who've done what was said
But all I hear,
is silence instead
I look at my hands,
they're painted with red
I pray for a sound,from those of the dead
But all I hear,
is silence instead
On my walls, the days are written
There are none that haven't been said
I look up, for a sign,
for the tears I've cried
But all I hear,
is silence instead
I take an object to my head
Whisper my final words
I pull the trigger
Silence is heard
PathetiqueHer name was Aria, and she talked through her music.Pathetique8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Otherwise, she was silent. Nobody knew why; just that something awful had happened to her, something awful enough to take away her voice. Her eyes were always sad, and her smiles were always forced.
Sometimes, I’d hear her play the piano. When she played, her sadness would disappear, replaced by something like bliss; but only for as long as the song lasted. If one listened closely when she played, one can hear her voice: sweet, sincere. And if one looked closely enough, a genuine smile can be seen. But she’s in another world, one of music, unreachable by the rest of us.
I asked her to play for me once, to which she obliged happily. She chose the second movement of Beethoven’s Eighth Sonata. I knew it was one of her favorites because I had heard her play it often. She always executed the piece flawlessly - the beautiful A major chords, the famous cantabile melody, the rise and fall of each line. I could tell w
seastormI,seastorm6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the sea(m)s
of tidal vacancy;
I am the ocean, and
the moon has
cling to reason,
I stumbled on
abrupt. bedridden yet
ever chas(m)ing, I
fell to salt-soaked
ground from a
words were all it took
but all you do is take.
I am waking
and I am shaken
tsunami waves that break
in empty frantic fury;
the briefest repose
or instant of stillness,
I yearn; instead
I am abandoned by language,
I am bound to languish beneath
tempests that swell,
even the most desperate of breaks
for the shore.