I Just Want to be with YouWhats done is done..I Just Want to be with You in Free Verse More Like This
Can't wait for tomorrow sun..
I want to hold you in my arms..
And be forever young..
I hope what I did was right..
I just can't bare to see the sight..
I love you, I do..
I just want to be with you..
MadEver since that one day when you beat and broke me down,Mad in Free Verse More Like This
I've never said a word..
I sit looking out the window,
Into the lonely world..
What you did was wrong,
But how I miss you so..
As I sit by my window,
And look out to the world...
I often stop to wonder,
Are you ever coming back..?
WaitingAs I watch the rain fall down,Waiting in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the time when you were here...
I miss how you would hold me tight and kiss me..
How you would say you loved me..
Now I sit here by the window,
Looking to the sky..
I sit wrapped in your jacket..
Waiting for you to come home..
Best nightTonight was the best,Best night in Free Verse More Like This
You took my hand and held it tight..
I rested my head on your shoulder,
And you placed your head on mine..
I kept hoping it wasn't a dream,
I'm glad it wasn't..
It was the best night ever spent,
Can't wait to see you again...
DreamsI feel as if I'm always dreaming..Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
My dreams never seem to have a meaning..
I keep seeing you, lying on the ground..
I keep looking, but you always go unfound..
I wish you would come back,
And hold me in your arms..
I wish you would kiss me,
And protect me from my harms...
As I wake up wishing you were near..
I always remember the times you were here..
What if..What if I told you I loved you..?What if.. in Free Verse More Like This
What if you loved me too..?
What if you took me in your arms and held me forever..?
What if you kissed me and promised to never let me go..?
What if you said you would never leave me..?
But then went and kissed another..?
What if you beat and bruised me..?
Would you say your sorry or leave me there..?
What if I took a knife and ended my life..?
Would you come to see me and cry..?
Or would you stay at home and never care..?
But what if you got down on one knee and took out a small box..?
What if you opened it and a ring glistened inside..?
Would everything change..?
Or would it turn out the same..?
What if I told you I loved you..?
Would you say you loved me too..?
The KeyI wear this key around my neck,The Key in Free Verse More Like This
To bring me luck and love..
This little key opens my heart,
And shows who I do love..
And if you were to ever see whom I do love the most,
You surly would be surprised..
And now I hand it off to you,
So open up my heart..
I watch as your expression changes,
And you lock it all back up..
You slip the key into your pocket,
And pull me close to you...
As I look into your eyes,
And you look back at me and say,
"My dear.. I love you too.."
Is this what its like..?He makes me feel all funny inside...Is this what its like..? in Free Verse More Like This
The way he smiles..
The way he makes me laugh..
And the way his eyes sparkle...
The way he holds my hand makes me feel safe..
And just being in his arms...
Its the best thing in the world...
I don't think I've ever felt like this..
Is this what it's like to be in love..?
CheaterWhen I first saw you,Cheater in Free Verse More Like This
My heart skipped a beat..
When I first saw you smile,
I knew that you were mine..
When you first kissed me,
I melted down inside..
Then came the day when I saw you with her..
You held her hand,
And kissed her neck,
And told her she was the one..
You broke my heart to pieces..
I thought I could trust you..
You told me you were sorry,
But I was afraid it would happen again..
I've heard about guys like you..
You took my heart and played it..
I vow to never love again..
Is it possible..?Is it possible to feel the way I do..?Is it possible..? in Free Verse More Like This
Its not hard to keep loving you..
I'll stay by your side through it all,
I promise not to let you fall..
I'll take you in and hold you tight..
Guard you with all my might..
I love you..
Is it possible to feel the way I do..?
What They Need Is YouTruth Cannot...What They Need Is You in Philosophical More Like This
Have a physical form...
You just need to have faith that is there.
If not, then you at least know it never existed in the first place.
Have a vague people...
Only people that have a vague perception.
Undefined or not, everyone is defined who they are.
Their thoughts and actions though are sometimes unexplainable.
Have an answer to every untold story...
Stories untold are meant to be untold and faith cannot give that answer.
You can go either way but you'll never get and/or want the answer you expected.
That's why you need to sway with faith, because faith sways within you
And it's never an exact answer.
Have a people who are independent forever...
Surely we are dependable on everything and we want/need something.
You can never be independent always for you are not alone.
You should neither lie nor think you comprehend what it means.
Understanding the idea of a whole is possible, but impossible as a whole idea.
Society's SculptorGrey illusions have no shadowsSociety's Sculptor in Free Verse More Like This
For they are no one to cast one;
Just like impersonators of everyday life.
Models sculpted by fresh untouched clay
Cast a mighty shadow to show dignity
And unyielding stature. Models can wear,
Fade, or be remodeled differently so
The shadow must change.
Smaller models stand behind this bigger,
Monstrous model only to have their shadows
Engulfed by the tower of clay, therefore
Taking itself into the shadow's form.
Having no shadow of its own,
It combines with the huge model building it more,
Only to be engulfed by the next most humongous
And tall-standing model
Presence of AngerTrapped in a cellPresence of Anger in Free Verse More Like This
Just like being encased in skin
Nothing can be able to get out
That's what a prison is meant for
Claw marks on the walls
Blood flowing down along the scratch marks
They were desperate
Desperate to hurt themselves to get free
They were lost and confused
There's something that is missing
Something that doesn't fit the picture
Where was the motive
The feeling behind this outburst
How much did they know
What were they thinking
Did they give up or fight
Just a dampened room
Water dripping off to the side
Must be torturing to hear it's ring
Just repeat in the dark repeatedly
Just like a person creeping behind you
Waiting for you to string your nerves up
There was no hope in this situation
Only a presence of anger
That's all there was....
Are we all anger consuming animals?...
From The AbyssCan you blame me for coming this farFrom The Abyss in Free Verse More Like This
Suffering the attacks covered in your tar
Clenching onto me like a parasite
Draining away all that is my life
Time is running short
The walls are beginning to distort
The darkness begins to pour
Seeping its way into the core
Separating fantasy and reality
Crumbling from attack of what is left of me
Tumbling forth and struggling to escape
Running out of breath that it's already too late
I stop fighting and freely start sliding
Into the abyss that I hide in
Keeps changing me from the inside and out
My decisions, my ways, my outlook and I shout
My shout can still be heard from within there
Is this real or another one of my nightmares?!
A voice called out of the blue and said to me
Why don't you wake up and tell me what you see
A Worthless ConundrumMy hindering soul cannot recover from a deadly strikeA Worthless Conundrum in Free Verse More Like This
An enigmatic person keeps their hand on my heart
The pressure builds as the hand begins to close
Severing the flow of happiness perceived through my body
Walking a bridge that has no support anymore
You keep pushing me down further to sadness
Having no idea how much you stole of me
My time feels wasted on an illusion
The walls keep coming closer as I fall further into the bottomless pit
I try stopping them but they are lined with knives and shards of glass
Tearing away at me piece by piece of what used to be me
Leaving scars upon myself that will never fade
My mind always remembers you whenever I am asleep or awake
You tear away at me like I was the candy and torn apart
Only to lick on the sweet nectar delight known as love
Then obsolete to your taste, I am thrown away with others
You took the only thing I cared about away from me
And it was you and you were the one who took it away from me
Made me live for nothing anymore through y
EverydayEveryday is a day to put up your defensesEveryday in Free Verse More Like This
Prepare for the war within you
Unexpected flaws that you never noticed before
Opened up like the wind pierces through the sky
Everyday is a day to heal your potholes
The damages that were done to you will be filled
Never crumble and become broken for we need you
We meaning the people that depend on you
Everyday is a day to fall asleep then wake up
Like how the sun rises and falls through time
It's the time we know we can escape from reality
Not get caught up in everything at one moment
Everyday is a day to smile and be cheerful
We are forever live a balance of optimism and pessimism
Taking the good over the bad or vice-versa
Either way we like one or the other better and we smile
Everyday is just like everyday
A war within ourselves
Damages to be refilled and healed
Time we can escape from reality
And smile in the rejoice of our choices
Always and forever
The CrashHindering the answers to yourselfThe Crash in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can you find it within your doubt?
Taking steps to much more scarring self
Is it worth to take the pain and make it real?
Try to say what is lodged right in your mouth
But can say it or will your mind cut it off?
Trying to think with all this screaming
And killing off the emotions
Breath held tight with all your might
Is this how you fall in and break down tonight?
When you're in the middle of the crash
Inbetween that heartbreaking crash...
Little young one don't you cry
Just close your eyes and hold on tight
I will help you through all these tough times
There is no light in your eyes no more
Did you give up already so soon?
Or maybe you're trying to not cause all the fights
Can anyone understand what you been through?
Can you smile once again?
Just tell me one say detail of you
Are you confused or are you mad?
Trying to think but you're screaming in your head
Hands clenched tightly together again
Tears dropping aimlessly around you as you stand
Unspoken LoveLife is but soft wind against ur cheeksUnspoken Love in Free Verse More Like This
Tenderness makes you wrinkle your nose
Your beauty marks a light in my sky
Powerful is your glow to my eyes
Caressing our hands together gently
You leap into my arms wanting love
Even though you speak your motive differently
Fallen onto the meadow of vastness
Signifying that love must fill its gaps
Setting my gaze upon you
Even though I did not want to fight it
The feeling that is overwhelming my senses
There was a softness in the air again
I feel relaxed and calm around you
My eyes halfway closed and leaning towards you
I break those unbroken words placed upon your lips
Filling them with mine and pulling you in tighter
The taste of you is overbearing
But I do not fight it for I want the love to take over me
Our ways are soft but unspoken
But I want this to be between you and me
Love is meant for all people in the world
But I like keeping you to myself
Let our love be that way
Nothing For MeThere's nothing I want that give me what I needNothing For Me in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Just pick it up and throw it away
Nothing for me that I want, you just taunt
Take it and just leave me anyways
There's nothing for me
So just take yourself and run away from here
There's never anything for me
Stay away and let me sleep away
How many times do I have to repeat
The things that I say are what I mean
Even though it's tear-breaking
Everything I touch or love just breaks
And it leaves me in a slump
With depression and regretting what I did anyways
There's nothing for me now
So just take everything and run away
There was never anything you could do for me
Just stay away and let me live in the darkness
So I can sleep away
There was nothing for me here
Just full of depth perception of lies and deceit
That I cannot rewind time
And make everything feel the same
So I lie here drenched in sorrow
Trying to forget everything
There's nothing for me now
So just take everything and run away
There was never anything you could for me
Countdown To Another YearThe clock is counting downCountdown To Another Year in Free Verse More Like This
Its hands are moving to join its brother
In an hour of a new rejoice
A new moment
A new restart on life
We stand before it
Stand in awe as the hours become minutes
Minutes becoming seconds
Looking towards its bright light
As though we see it as wisdom
Or maybe we look at it because
It is a masterpiece among gods
A new year could not exist unless
We looked back on the good old days
Its big hand moving faster toward his little brother
The day I yield passion for it is never
I turn around scared for a new year
New year is another year closer to death
I tremble not before the clock majestic wisdom
But I humble myself toward time itself
For it is my countdown
But not mine, the people's countdown toward their doom
10 seconds...I'm recite phrases to myself
I cradle myself in my arms
Crying for time is closing this year's end
I cry for those who cannot see a new year
I am happy for those who cannot see another one
For I cannot bear the burden of going through another
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First period ended as the bell rung. Ulquiorra leisurely packed his belongings, which included his notebook and writing utensils. Once he finished, he turned to his side and realized Orihime was gone. His eyes widened for a mere second as he glanced around, in search of his best friend.
Suddenly, a hand swung around his shoulder. Ulquiorra turned to see Grimmjow wildly smirking at him. I would leave her be if I were you. The blue haired teen commented through his grin. Ulquiorra shrugged him off and headed for the door, not noticing as Grimmjow mumbled under his breath, I guess hell figure it out the hard way. He sighed.
Once Ulquiorra reached the next class, he noticed Orihime was crowded around a group of people. The same from the class before except the orange head boy wasnt there, as well as the one with red spiky ha
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Chapter 14: Aizen
YOU WANT HER TO WHAT?! exclaimed Tatski. Ulquiorras expression meant the same.
You heard me. Started Grimmjow, I dare Ichigo to make out with Orihime for 5 minutes.
B-Buu-But Orihime stammered. Ulquiorra glared his eyes over to Ichigo, whos eyes were full of lust.
Before another second past, Ichigo pressed his lips against Orihimes and using his hand, he held her face in place. Ulquiorra was about to throw a fatal punch to him when Grimmjow jumped across the table and pinned him to the ground.
Orihimes eyes widened as Ichigo slid his tongue in her mouth.
Even though it was a dare, and he knew he would probably be killed for it, Ichigo was just enjoying the moment. Orihime tried to push away, but was too weak.
Get the hell off of me! Ulquirra exclaimed, who was b
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The VDs are a specified group of the Espada. They are assigned to Karukura High and follow their leader, Aizen Sousuke. The VDs is short for Vasto Lordes, and everyone in town knows to steer clear. They are a group of teenagers who are bound to Aizen, they must unwillingly follow him in order to protect the ones close to them. They are trapped.
It was Sunday morning. Grimmjow, Stark, Halibel, Yammi, Nnoitra, and Szayel were gathered around the blue headed teen's living room.
Grimmjow was forced to join the Espada in order to protect his family. Unfortunately, he screwed up once and Aizen's henchmen assassinated them. Now, Grimmjow has nothing to live for. His only family is the VDs. Almost the same situation happened with the other members, which is why they
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His nostrils were filled with her scent. He was keen on finding this girl, whether it is the one he was looking for, or just because she had a pure soul.
After that little pole incident, where he had taken in all the soul remnants of that girl, Ulquiorra wandered the dark streets or Karukura. That ever-foreign yet pleasant feeling took over his whole body, while the pain fought for dominance.
He would be in a state far off from reality with every step he took, in search of this girl. Then a sudden shock of pain would course threw his whole body, the aftertaste of this girl still lingering on his tongue. Then he would go back to remembering her shimmering silver orbs and drift off from reality once more.
Ulquiorra's hands reached out longingly, as if reaching for her.
Suddenly, an ever-piercing ray of sunlight shown on Ulquiorra's back, it stung, as if it was fire on his bleached white skin. Yet not nearly as bad
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Chapter 19: Here We Go Again
Ulquiorras life seemed miserable. All he looked forward to was seeing Orihimes face before entering Uraharas lab. Surprisingly he actually had one, along with a gourmet kitchen in which Orihime helped herself to.
He was zapped, cut, licked, kicked, punched, kissed, electrocuted, beat, fed, and tortured for days like that as Urahara tried everything in his power to separate Aizen from Ulquiorra.
One day as Ulquiorra laid in his bed, enjoying the time he had not being around Urahara or in his lab, Orihime walked in. He sat up but was shocked to see that she was filled with tears.
Orihime, whats the matter? he asked frantically as he jumped to the piece of glass separating him from her.
I know everything. She sobbed as she sat down in front of Ulquiorra, in front of the piece of glass.
His expression went to a calm one. He told you?
Orihime nodded her head as another tear
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Chapter 16: Confrontation
A few days passed since he last heard his voice. He couldnt stop thinking about it. Ulquiorra lay in his bed one night, thinking what to do about this situation, but was stopped when he began to hear a voice in his head.
Why are you thinking so hard?
Ulquiorra sat up from his seat and whispered, Aizen?
You catch on pretty quickly.
His eyes widened, Where the hell are you?
The voice chuckled, I thought you were my cuatro espada? Can you not understand something as simple as this?
Ulquiorras body stiffened, and drops of sweat began to glide down his face.
Im not an espada. The words fell from his mouth,
Thats true. But you can be so again if you want. No, not even my cuatro, you can be the first.
His head dropped and he shook it back and forth.
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Ulquiorra sighed audibly as he remembers exactly what he meant. He owned her, she belonged to him, because his chain of faith was connected to her, there was a connection brought by destiny itself. The concept to big to understand, and yet he was there, his arm around her, as they walked together.
The simple idea of it even happening was bewildering it. The fact that it's reality is mind blowing.
Orihime ever so slowly latched away from Ulquiorra's arm, which was wrapped around her waist. He noticed and frowned slightly. His eye's darted for her hands as an urge to hold them rose, but he blinked and pressed the desire down for now.
The young girl still dressed in her uniform clutched her bag tightly.
'Its okay Its okay.' She reassured herself. No, it wasn't okay. 'I'm staying with Ulquiorra?!' The reality began to set in and she was almost star struck when she imaged what her frie
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Everyone is reincarnated one time in their lives, meaning every being has lived two lives, and at the end of your second, you realize who exactly your true love was, because the same person, played a huge roll in both lives.
Everything goes white and all memories are brought back, and no matter how confusing it may all seem, you realize that this person is .
In the town of Karkura, on the street with the old ramen shop walked two high school students. On being extremely pale, messy yet proper lanky black hair up to his shoulders, and vibrant green eyes.
The other being having long and luscious orange hair, silver eyes, and the most eye catching figure any girk can hope to have.
The two walked hand in hand, each carrying a school bag as the sun began to dawn over the horizon.
Ulquiorra and Orihime, childhood friends for
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Orihime could only stare as the creature flew off. The gush of wind from his wings left her auburn hair blowing in the night.
She could only stand there, astonished.
This demon had saved her. Or was it a figment of her imagination? She didn't know. Did any of this actually happen? Once again, she didn't know. Questions spun through her mind.
All that she did know, was that she was in debt to him. He or it had saved her, and for that, she was grateful.
The reason he swiped her hand away after reaching out for hers, she didn't know as well.
Not wanting to be in this dark alleyway anymore, the young girl sped off back home
Perched on the branch of a tree, Ulquiorra watched the girl stealthily. His eyes narrowed, as he saw her run off.
Once she was out of sight, he sighed and held up his hand, the same one that she had touched. The smell of her oh so sweet soul was still there. His mouth began to wate
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I do not own bleach. If I did, I would have killed off Ichigo and Rukia, and had Ulquiorra and Orihime be the main characters. Ichiruki does not exist. Ulquihime does.
"What is it Halibel?"
"Cut the meeting for next week. We got your answer."
"Oh? Please do tell."
"The only relation going on between Ulquiorra Schiffer and Orihime Inoue is being best friends, most."
Halibel couldn't necessarily prove that Ulquiorra 'liked' Orihime. So to put it simple, they were best friends.
"I see." Aizen said, over the phone.
"Well then, bring Ulquiorra to me, at once."
Halibel ended the call. School hadn't start yet and she was hanging in the back of the building, completing the mission. Her finger reached over to '6' on her cell phone, to speed dial for Grimmjow.
"Grimmjow," Halibel started.
"We got a new mission. Our first one has been completed."
Suffer "Oh! Woe is me, that thy piggy friends did insult me with such fervor!" Milo declared dramatically, throwing a hand in the air, the other placed over his heart. The girl sitting on the bed in front of him did not look amused, however, her pretty face anxious instead.Suffer in Short Stories More Like This
As people went, these two were as different as could possibly be. Where Milo was ever the dramatic one with his erratic behavior, Ann preferred to blend into the crowd, letting only those who were close to her know how different she truly was from the norm. His friends thought she was boring- her friends thought he was childish and annoying. Ann thought Milo was unique, with a contagious and sweet personality- Milo thought Ann was mysterious and alluring, and altogether perfect.
"I'm so sorry about that," Ann said sincerely but softly, eyes on the floor and a guilty expression on her face, "My friends- they're terrible." Milo looked over at her, and, noticing the tears in her eyes, padded over
And The NextCloud grumbled to herself as she raced down the sidewalk, holding her backpack over her head to block most of the downpour as she ran. She prided herself on being responsible and on time for her after school job, but today had been a bit of a disaster, which had led up to her situation at the moment. Late for her job at the diner, getting her feet and pants soaked as she sprinted in an attempt to get there quickly.And The Next in Short Stories More Like This
She finally came to the corner across from the diner, and she hurriedly checked for cars before running across the street, kicking up water as she did. She threw her backpack over her shoulder once she was under the diner's overhang. Grabbing a hair tie out of her pocket, she pulled her curly, now wet, hair into a messy ponytail and, pushing open the door and walking in, threw the other waitress a smile, hurrying into the back to grab an apron and change into her uniform.
"I think we should write this date down, or something." Allison, the other waitress,
Helpful Little Fireflies Sam's hand was on hers, gently guiding it so that she saw what he had been seeing all along in the dark sky. Her back was pressed against the thin blanket they had spread over the grass, and a few random sticks and rocks were pressing into her back, but she couldn't bring herself to notice, or care, as her attention was focused elsewhere. Mainly on Sam's voice.Helpful Little Fireflies in General More Like This
"See these right here?" Sam whispered to her, his breath tickling her hair as his finger pointed toward a line of stars, "Orion's belt, right there". His hand was holding hers and tracing her fingers across the sky.
"I see it." She said, keeping her voice as soft as his. The crickets chirping around them and the occasional firefly made their whole situation very picturesque, but was somewhat ruined by the line of headstones behind them. She sat up and glanced back at them, making sure this night wasn't going to turn into something from a horror movie. Feeling foolish, she looked back at Sam to find him gri
Tightrope I decided now that I am a dare-devil, a risk-taker, someone who loves to look a challenge in the eye. There's a large chance that it is because of my pride that I cannot pass up any type of provocation, or it may just be a way for me to inject some excitement into a previously dull life.Tightrope in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I know now that the greatest challenge I ever took on was you. You were dangerous and extreme, throwing sparks off into a black, boring scene, and being with you was like foolishly walking over a tightrope with no past experience. Never knowing how much danger there truly is until, looking down, the world is so many feet below. With you, the adrenaline was always present- the sparks that you so easily threw off became fireworks when we were together.
I understand now why we could never be happy together. A person can never truly trust that they are not going to fall off the tightrope, and in the same way, I could not trust you. You blazed through my life, spout
Gutter- Potatoes Loch, many years ago, had discovered that he was a morning person. This was to the dismay of his father, who, despite having to wake up early most mornings, had always been more partial to sleeping late. Loch had made it a habit of running to his father's bedroom and jumping onto his bed to wake him up as a morning ritual. At least, a ritual until his father ordered Opello to keep Loch occupied when he woke up in the mornings.Gutter- Potatoes in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now, however, Loch knew that his perception of a morning person and Nemi's were entirely different. At least, he thought as he fumed into his pillow, I woke up with the sun, and not before. Nemi had woken him a few moments ago, reminding him cheerfully that he had offered to help Min this morning. Loch lay still for a few more moments, grumbling quietly to himself, before pushing himself up and swinging his feet off the bed, shivering a little when they touched the cold floo
Sleds, Snow, and Hot ChocolateProsper would have burst into laughter at the picture before him had he not been absolutely positive that said action would earn him a snowball to the face. Blaire was sitting on bright yellow sled , bundled up in at least fifty layers, wearing the expression of a five year old recently given an ice cream cone. The sled, in turn, was poised at the top of a large, rather daunting looking hill, and Blaire was attempting to convince him to go sledding with her.Sleds, Snow, and Hot Chocolate in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Pleeeeease!" She continued, adopting a pout onto her formerly excited face.
"I'm wearing sweatpants," He pointed out, "Cloth sweatpants."
"Oh, suck it up, you baby," Blaire countered, which impressed Prosper quite a bit, since it usually took a lot more for her to start insulting him.
"What, and walk two miles home in soaking wet britches?" He questioned, "I'll pass on that."
"Fine." She said, sulking, "then at least help me up." She held out a hand to him, which Prosper was a little reluctant to take, since Blaire relenting in so
FourThe noise in the airport should have been unbearable, but to Prosper it was muted, shoved to the background while he tried in vain to think of something to say. Other passengers were yelling and running past them, but Prosper felt as if the silence stretching between him and Fae was unbearable. She managed a smile for him, but it was strained, and Prosper knew that there was no real happiness behind it.Four in Short Stories More Like This
"This is for the best," she murmured, gently grasping his hands in hers, "but, I'm glad, at least... that we'll get this. Closure. I would never want to end what we've had over the phone, or... well, you know what I mean."
"I..." Prosper couldn't finish the sentence, and perhaps for the first time in his life, he could think of absolutely nothing to say. He didn't usually struggle for a way to put his thoughts into words, so for that usual talent to depart him at a time like this was terrifying. Fear rushed over him, and he wondered, not for the first time, if he was making the b
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A wet splash echoed in the twisting chamber each time one of Nemi's boots made contact with the dank water coating the floor. Despite the slime clinging to her boots, however, Nemi's expression stayed determined, her brows slightly furrowed in concentration. Her splashing steps were fixed in a continuous, rather monotonous rhythm, until she reached a fork in the tunnels, where they paused. A few moments later, she turned on her heel and chose the left passage, confidence making her steps lighter than before. The package slung over her shoulder swung back and forth as she walked, but she didn't seem concerned in the slightest for it's welfare, tossing it over her shoulder to get it out of her way when it slipped forward again.
Twenty years ago, a person traveling this far underground, even in the treacherously winding sewers, would be decidedly normal. The underground sewers had then been a source
A Hidden Mischevious StreakThe incessant meowing was going to be the death of that cat, Prosper mused. He wasn't going to be responsible if he snapped and threw it out a window- that meow would bring it out in anyone. He groaned and covered his head with a pillow, wishing Blaire was there to shut Marshmallow up. She had left earlier to go to a class, and, since Prosper had thought she'd been telling the truth when she had said it would be quick, he had foolishly decided to wait for her in her apartment while taking a nap. But here he was, a hour later, and the little demon would not be quiet!A Hidden Mischevious Streak in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, what do you want, beast?" Prosper snapped, glaring at the deceptively cute kitten staring up at him from the floor. The cat merely glared (Prosper wondered idly if it was even possible for cats to glare, and then decided very quickly that they, in fact, could) at him, eying him with the distaste only a cat could manage. Prosper knew for a fact that he was laying in the one spot that the insufferable cat usua
Gutter- Chapter One Looking around the large tunnel she was currently in, she decided against moving him up the stairs and onto above ground. She doubted, if she was found by any guards, that they would believe her tale of how she came to find him. And Nemi didn't fancy being blamed for whatever mess she had stumbled upon, especially with him being who he was- at least high class, but he could even be...Gutter- Chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Banishing the thought and considering the boy critically, Nemi reached down and wrapped her arms under his shoulders and attempted to hoist him up, giving a squeak of surprise when she realized that he was heavier than he looked. She adjusted him a bit before spotting something on the ground near him- the piece of parchment the other man had been holding earlier. Setting him back on the ground, she picked it up and unfolded it, eyebrows raising in surprise at the letters scribbled onto it. It was written in a strange, flowing letteri
Homesick (Male!Belarus x Reader)It was _____________’s first year of college. College wasn’t such a frightening place. She didn’t mind the dorm life, until became evasive and outright frustrating. She still didn’t mind because her room was isolated from everyone else’s. She didn’t make many friend her first month and decided to keep to herself. However that all changed when the second month when she had to pair with a group for a project. Everyone literately dumped everything on her and went about their business, except for one person. He was a Belarusian boy named Nikolai. For a month, they’ve worked on the project together. They were constantly together. She liked having him around. He and her became friends but she noticed a few things about him. At first he was standoffish and scary but when he warmed up to her, he became protective. He always walked her back to her room, he always made sure that she was okay, eating well, even getting enough sleep. At first it annoyed heHomesick (Male!Belarus x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Picking a Turkey (2P!Canada x Child!Reader)“Thank you for inviting me Mr. Kirkland!” said _____________ grinning from the backseat. Thanksgiving was coming up and Artie thought that apple picking and getting that nice crisp Autumn air would do them some good this weekend. They would pick apples, look around the farm, and the end the day taking a turkey home.Picking a Turkey (2P!Canada x Child!Reader) in Humor More Like This
“Anytime love!” said Artie smiling.
“I don’t see why I have to go!” said Francis glaring at him.
“It’ll be good to have the boys and ______________ see where food comes from, specifically getting a farm fresh turkey,”
“I could have bought one and we could have killed it ourselves,”
“You don’t want to have a road trip with us?”Artie pouted. Francis cringed.
“I do, I just fuckin’ hate the country,”
“Francis!” Artie held out his swear jar, “Not in front of the kids!” Matthew was actually really happy to be around the woods again. It was like
The Cleaner (2P!France x Reader x Levi)_______________ was at the end of her rope! It was bad enough Francis was the KING of slobs but lately it has been above and beyond worst than ever. Not only did he take to only living out of his room, he’s been spreading himself all over the house. He had the living room into a cigarette butt infused area with strange stains all over the room, a corner of the kitchen was a garbage area of nothing but waste and a compost like heap in the trash can. But the worst, and she did mean the worst areas were the laundry room, Francis’ bathroom, his study, and his bedroom. The bathroom she could tell was once an area of pristine cleanliness but now it was a dingy, dank, filthy mess covered in body glitter, paint, and other odd things from his previous night with his brothel girls. She couldn’t BELIEVE they still wanted to fuck in there. It was almost too impressive. But the worst and she did mean the WORST thing he’s been doing was shitting and peeing in the plants in hiThe Cleaner (2P!France x Reader x Levi) in Humor More Like This
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After the Christmas pageant, it was finally time to take down Artie’s greatest work, a life size gingerbread house. __________ couldn’t help but admire it. It was literally the most perfect thing she’s ever seen! He built it near his Bakery and took him about two weeks and a lot of man power to pull it off. He had gingerbread bricks, secured them with icing, made a roof with flat pieces of gingerbread and icing, a functioning door, a gumdrop floor, peppermint furniture, the water was all chocolate or eggnog or milk, there was even a bed made of gingerbread, gumdrops, and peppermints. It was a shame to tear it down. Artie donated it to the children in town. However, Allistor and Eoin had other plans.
“Betcha we can finish it,” said Allistor.
“Yeah,” said Eoin grinning. ___________ looked alarmed.
“Eoin honey, I don’t think you can finish off the entire thing,”
Halloween (2P!F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader)______________ didn’t mind Halloween, she really didn’t, in fact she loved wearing a costume, going out to get candy, and just being a kid but she was also miserable this time of year. She was afraid of her own shadow actually and her family didn’t make it any easier. There were jump scares throughout the house, realistic skeletons everywhere, even creepy looking foods she was too afraid to try. Her mother thought it was hilarious seeing her daughter breakdown in tears from seeing some of the things she and her Uncle had rigged up. It got to the point that ___________ just stayed in her room or hung out at the Kirkland House. She was always welcomed there and Matt was always there to play with her, but so was Mr. Bonnefoy. She never really had much interaction with him and he was always in the corner smoking and drinking. He sometimes let her in and wave her away if she asked for something, it was his own personal way of saying “Go ahead just don’t fuck upHalloween (2P!F.A.C.E. x Child!Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
First Birthday (2P!Canada x Child!Reader)This is was his first year. This was his first year in a strange country. This was the first year he wouldn’t be with his mother. This was the first year he knew he wouldn’t be happy today. He was up early that morning, trying not to make a big deal. Papa was gone of course. He knew he would forget. Maman was the only one who remembered and the only one who would remind him. He spent the entire day outside trying not to let it bother him but it did. He wanted a Leafs jersey this year. He sighed and looked outside at the sky. _______________ didn’t even visit him. He felt so alone today. It was unbearable.First Birthday (2P!Canada x Child!Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
“Mathieu?” he looked up. Pepe was looking at him.
“Why aren’t you speaking English, boy?” he asked. He looked down.
“Can’t survive without it. Artie is going to stop soon,” he nodded. Now he knew he had to learn, &
To My Mam (2P!Jones Family x Mother!Reader)"OWEN JONES!" ________________ had just chased another one of her son's conquests out of the house. He had to admit, it took her a lot less time to discover the beautiful blonde in his closet. From there, she told her to leave and escorted her out. He winked at her and told her to call him. She giggled and blew a kiss as Mam got her out of her house. When she came back, he was smugly sitting on his bed grinning. She had scolded him for what seemed like an eternity before just going away.To My Mam (2P!Jones Family x Mother!Reader) in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh come on, Mam! It wasn't THAT bad!" he followed after her, “Have ta admit, she went quietly! You didn’t have to drug her!”
“That’s not to point young man!” she went downstairs and poured herself a cup of tea. There waiting for him was a huge breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausage, orange juice, pancakes, oatcakes, and mash.
“You’re the best Mam!” he started digging into his breakfast. No matter how mad she was with him, she’d never starve him. S
A Kindertalia ThanksgivingThe trouble started when Miss _________________ decided to tell her students the story of the first Thanksgiving that all students were spoon fed every year at school. Even she had some trouble stomaching it, knowing the true story and all. The boys immediately knew it wasn’t that cut and dry and begged her to tell her the true, unabridged story from the Native Americans point of view.A Kindertalia Thanksgiving in Humor More Like This
“Come on Teach!” said Alfred grinning, “Let me tell them! Ma always told me the true version!”
“And it was always bloody and filled with battle,” said Edgar grinning at her.
“You boys love that kind of stuff don’t you?” she said sighing, “Then again, these are the same kids who think bringing in flame throwers are acceptable,”
“How else were we supposed to roast marshmallows!” said Toni, “The wimpy way?”
“Okay, okay, Alfred, come to the front and tell your version,” Alfred leapt up and stood in fro
Germania's Date (2P!Kindertalia x Teacher!Reader)Lutz and Edgar watched Vati get ready for his evening tonight. Other than work or going out with a few friends, he didn’t really go out much, especially not with a lady. He was also thrilled in going as he preened himself a bit more than usual.Germania's Date (2P!Kindertalia x Teacher!Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Vati should take her some place nice,” said Edgar.
“The beer hall!” said Lutz.
“Don’t take her there!”
“That’s not a bad idea,” said Germania, “It shouldn’t have many people tonight,”
“But that’s not romantic!” said Edgar.
“I’m just taking her to dinner as friends,”
“Then why do we have to go to Aunt Britannia’s house?” Lutz moaned
“Because Britannia is close and she agreed to let you two stay. I’ll drop you off to prevent what happened the last time,”
“Now Vati that wasn’t our faults!”
“And we learned a valuable lesson, that a man’s most vulnerable spot is his
The Piper (2p!Magic Trio x Magic!Reader)Up the close and down the stair,The Piper (2p!Magic Trio x Magic!Reader) in Horror More Like This
In the house with Burke and Hare.
Burkes the butcher, Hares the thief,
Knox, the boy who buys the beef.
Artie bounced happily in his seat as the plane. The Magic Club was chosen for an all expense paid trip to Scotland, well, one of the islands. They were going to land in Edinburgh and from there take a ferry to Cramond Island where they’ll stay in an old manor for a few nights as a part of a haunted Scotland tour. There were four members of the club, Artie, who could cast curses and summon demons, Lukas whose specialty was ancient dark spells, Vladimir who also did dark magic but had a vast knowledge of folklore, and then there was __________, who specialty was light magic and an empathic psychic ability. She was the newest member and had somehow gained the boy’s respect at school, which was hard because they didn’t accept just anyone. It’s been a year and with their training, she was becoming better at her magic, much to
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Nicky was having a really good day. The morning sun was shining brightly after a full week of rain. For breakfast, he had his favorite buttered toast and soft-boiled eggs. And best of all, he had been assigned to work with Dawn alone. 'Just her,' Nicky smiled at the thought as he headed towards her apartment. Zack had allowed the pair to work together on a case, as he himself was taking a few days' leave to get together with Ava.
'That son of a gun just wants to get lucky' Nicky chuckled to himself. Not that he was complaining. Zack had passed on the white collar crime case to Nicky, who took Dawn as his partner. The blonde had been casually dropping hints on Dawn since he met her, but they had never done anything alone. He'd even secretly asked Rylie to go over to Ryan's place, which Rylie happily obliged. No one understood the relationship between the two, but none cared as long as they were both happy.
Nicky took a deep breath as he neared Dawn's apartment. He ran his
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Nicky held his breath. He heard a voice, her voice, but it was surreal at the same time. Forgetting about the tray of food splattered over his carpet, Nicky walked in a trance towards the door. He heard the voice again and swung the door wide open.
The figure turned her head and looked up in surprise. Nicky felt the moment froze as his eyes caught her doe-like eyes. When was the last time they looked directly at each other? Nicky felt his heart twang at the connection he had sorely missed.
"Didn't think you'd come," He said dryly, hiding his rapidly rising emotions.
"Well, I did." The red-head replied plainly.
They stood in an eternity of silence. Nicky wanted to embrace her in a hug, but decided against it. The last time he bore his feelings, Dawn had shut away from him. Nicky didn't want to risk that now when she had willingly appeared at his door. He nodded his head and heavily whispered "I'm glad."
He turned and walked into his room, knowing that Dawn would follow him inside
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It was a time to be joyous. The evening of Christmas Eve had begun with a magical entrance. Flakes of ashen snow trickled under the pale sky, decorated with streaks of pink and purple hues that reflected from a grand sunset. Cold breeze easily filled the lonely streets, as most people had opted for the snug and toasty warmth of a home occupied by their family members.
Although this wasn't the case for Zack, he equally felt a great joy and relief. The strenuous mission had finally come to its end. Earlier, the squad spent a tiring five hours working to retrieve Marilyn Hutton's earrings, an impromptu mission thought in the nick of time. The plan was simple - sedate her, take hold of the jewelry and leave no evidence - but even a trivial error could blow their cover. Zack supervised his team from the reconnaissance vehicle, as the rest spread out to play their roles. As Ryan watched over the perimeter, Nicky and Dawn blended in the afternoon Christmas Eve function as guests. Dawn managed
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"Does that hurt?"
"That's not a real answer, Ryan."
"I can handle it."
"That's what you say now," Rylie said. She examined the gash near Ryan's right elbow. "If this swells up, tell me immediately. That could mean there's an internal infection."
Ryan grunted. Rylie held his hand up to wrap a fresh bandage on top and pressed her hands against his arm to smoothen the creases. Ryan turned to look at her, but she appeared to not notice. The small blonde put back her equipments back with an air of a well-practiced healer.
She closed her case shut and spoke to Ryan, "Well, you seem fine. Just tell me if you notice any changes."
"You'll be sure to see them first." He replied teasingly. Rylie gave a brief smile before she headed towards the living room.
"Hey." Ryan voiced out. Rylie ignored him and walked on. When she reached the front door of his apartment, Ryan spoke again, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes." Rylie replied, determined.
Her eyes flashed. "You should be the one to know th
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"And that is how the Diminum works, folks," the speaker eagerly spoke.
Rylie nodded at the half-bald lecturer and took down notes on her flat screen. The speaker said a few more words about the new medical tool before ending his speech. An applause followed suit, but Rylie concentrated on getting as much as what she understood into her notes. She was on a two-day seminar for new technologies in health and medicine, and the schedule was packed. Since her arrival late last night, she had attended countless seminars all day long. It was 9p.m., and the last lecture had just ended. Despite of that, Rylie was still putting as much input as she can into her device. She ignored the audience's chatter growing louder as they hassled down the auditorium.
"What could you possibly be writing about now?" Someone said above her shoulder. Rylie turned around to see a stout figure with short brown curls bending over her.
"Jace!" Rylie cried out with a big smile. She excitedly stood up to give hi
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Zack/Ava fic! Yay!
Ava half-listened to the conversation the agents were having in the meeting. They had met to discuss their mission, which included organizing stealth plans and tactics to capture their latest target. 'More like arguing' thought Ava. Ryan had declared it best to perform a silent abduction, while Nicky insisted on luring the victim into captivity. The others defended different sides, while Rylie looked for a way to compromise. As the supervisor, Ava knew this was her cue to cut in.
"We'll go with Nicky's plan for now," she interrupted the conversation; much to the approval of the blonde-haired man. "Nicky, I need the schematics to this idea; you can go over this with Zack. The rest of you helped out with the preparations."
The squad broke into chatters of both approvals and objections, so Ava motioned her hand for silence. "We need one focused plan right now. Ryan's idea is ideal for backup. You work on that" she looked at Ryan as she said this, who nodde
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"What do you mean, you're not celebrating?" Rylie had both her hands on her hips, giving Dawn a pretend threatening glare, as menacing as the sweet blond girl could muster. Dawn chuckled.
"You can bet I still want the cheesecake, Rylie. They're to die for," Dawn said to her roommate. Standing behind the kitchen counter, Rylie gave a smiling nod as she wiped her hands with her flour-covered apron.
Dawn turned her attention to the blond man who was half-gaping at her.
"But it's your birthday!" Nicky cried out in a high-pitched voice.
It actually was the morning of Dawn's birthday. Nicky had came to hang out and asked Dawn if she was doing something for it. He was surprised when she replied 'I don't care for birthdays. I'm not celebrating mine'. Sulking, he sat on her comfy sofa, with one finger in a bowl of chocolate dip they had given him. As he licked off the sugary liquid from his forefinger, Dawn joined him on the couch.
"I don't like the fuss." Dawn said simply. She wa
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Dawn sighed as she finished writing the last mission report. After e-mailing the papers to her boss, she leaned back on her chair and inhaled deeply.
'Finally, a small break,' she thought to herself. It had been a long time since Dawn could remember that she was not sent out on another raid right after one another. Maybe this time, she can get a few days' worth of rest. Nicky had come back from a mission a few days ago too, and had insisted on office work for at least a week. Both knew they haven't spent much time as husband and wife together, and they terribly missed each other's company. Nicky had even nagged her repeatedly to come back home, which is why Dawn had finished the report in half the time.
Speaking of her husband, Dawn glanced at the nearby clock. It was half an hour before lunchtime. Because they work in the same building, the two love birds used to meet over for lunch when they first married, but the tradition soon stopped after they became swarmed with their demanding
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Zack kept a detailed eye on the dozen set of surveillance videos that Ryan had rigged. Several of them showed the lounging areas, while a few focused on the entrance and hallways of the elite club. The Christmas function at the great hall was a good opportunity to find the criminals he had been tracking down. Zack's eyes observed the activities of the few suspects meticulously. With the help of Ryan's software program that highlighted each of the cons, Zack studied their behavior and their acquaintances. Having consumed himself in work, he heavily hesitated to reach for his phone when it rang.
Until he saw the caller ID.
"Ryan, can you take over for a minute?" Zack motioned a finger to the phone he had placed against his ear, and Ryan nodded. Zack moved to a dark corner in their reconnaissance van. He clicked on the slim screen.
"Hi Zack." A delicious voice warmed his ears. "It's been some time, hasn't it?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "How are you doing, Ava?"
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Rylie was pleasantly surprised. She looked up to him, an easy smile on her lips as a simple token of gratitude. Their eyes met, but only briefly. Something caught Rylie's eyes, and she darted her gaze above his well-tousled head. Jace followed the direction of her glance, and gave a half-chuckle when he saw what it was.
"Smooth." He said, as his hazel orbs caught her blue-grey ones. Seeing the rising red in her cheeks, Jace teasingly nudged her and whispered into her ear, "You'd think they would be more creative about where they'll hang mistletoes around here."
He made a grand gesture of looking at both sideways before playfully adding, "People sure want a smooch in between the sick ward room and the busy corridor. Talk about getting that private moment right."
Rylie bit her lip to suppress a giggle, but couldn't resist a wide smile. Jace rubbed the back of his neck and grinned. He enjoyed nothing more than seeing her bright, amused eyes that he had incited. "So, is that a yes on havin
DaisesIn the times when the world is blackDaises in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The reassuring light begins to uphold a slight crack
A foul emotion starts its nightly patrols
When the indescribable scent of her hair
Falls into dirt holes
When her eyes flicker
My heart beat beats a beat quicker
But I just fall back into labyrinthine gardens
Picking at broken daises until my courage hardens
Back into reality I go
What truth will my slightly masked eyes show?
In the times when everything is blissful white
Away from the lands of pointless blight
When her voice cascades down my soul
A waterfall of bliss - sweet to drink as a whole
My heart beat beats a beat quicker still
So I escape to the grass on my hill
Where I gaze into the sun's chest
Until my muddy pupils change into a blue so blessed
Back into her arms I fly
Because she deserves everything under the sky.
But what do I do in the times
When the time is not definable as hell or sublime
When all I know is her softly freckled cheeks?
I can't run away into my stability land as she
White MacabreEyes close to peer at a landscape projected from blackness once againWhite Macabre in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A whimsical world of blank abstraction and absolute unpredictability
Subtle analogies from remnants of life meanings
Or beautiful nothing's soft embrace to sooth and solace
But something is wrong
A crack in the fabric
A rip in the wall...
An entity steps through the disruption
To peer around with a slight sneer
Yet it has no face
Only a featureless landscape, a hole of a head
Like white macabre
Cold as midnight winter
Though this colorless oblivion is a veil
There is an unmistakable pair of eyes hiding
Beady little things
Composed of obsidian
Deeply contradictory to their ashy home
Taking in my dangerous sanctuary with baleful indifference
Deeper still into the illusion
There is an insuperable and unfathomable desire
A desire to create a banshee filled masquerade
And be the main character to screech and wail a heart's agony
All at once I realize this thing harvests unadulterated power
So fierce the simple thought bro
FlatlineTotal, suffocating silenceFlatline in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The only penetration the sound of hushed conversation
Mulling over pointless topics to distract
Blinding white rebounding off the floors
Off the walls
And through the windows to lay upon carefully gardened flowers
To create a facade of peace
A thick cloak of weakness settles over them all
As tears bounce off the cold linoleum tiles
Eyes slowly close to never be reopened
Artificial sheets host rapidly cooling flesh
Clasped hands slowly go limp
As the steady rise and fall fades
To a flatline.
A sob emerges from lips long closed
But it is absorbed by a wave of sorrow
That emits from the pieces of shattered hearts
To join an ocean of agony.
Room by room this same sequence plays over and over
Like a tape stuck on a grotesque scene
Until the masked one comes
With his dead eyes depicting what he has seen
Taking away someone they have known for years
Next to be seen as another empty shell to be lain to "rest."
Once you step through that door
Into a beautiful, clean a
SomedayI will find the true intentionsSomeday in Free Verse More Like This
Red curtains will rise
To submit its belly to the spotlights
The rain will lose its tyrannical grip
The sun will shine
Blood will stay within flesh
Ash will turn back into paper
Holding long lost love letters
To show the answers to those who know not their questions
Who are lost within or without.
All the fragile things will mend
Shadows will form into shade
Under the the breath of longevity
The petals of the rose that has no thorns
Will stay intact
And the sanguine colors will never fade.
I will remember where the heart is
That manifests itself in so many places
I will learn the secrets that were never told
To keep them secret a little longer
And the pen that wrote these words
To show myself
A warning from past experiences
A story from the future
A requiem for the epiphany
Of the things that are so obvious
A memento for all those unforgettable moments
Lest I have nothing to read while I wander aimlessly
A serenade to show my
A PoemThis is my poemA Poem in Free Verse More Like This
To pour my soul onto paper
To corrupt a white landscape
With this black expression
That does nothing for humanity
Letters formed to words
Until words dance before my eyes when I wake
And ideas brush against my mind when I sleep.
This is my life
The only thing that will absorb me
The thing that will transform my twisted emotions
Into an edifice resembling beauty to be noticed or not
A redemption for my thoughts
A clear way to wash away the tar of boding.
Perhaps a gift
Or a cleansing
A converging of mind to paper
But whatever the case
I will always view this poem as...
Nature to express oneself.
To be understood.
This is communication.
Internal communication to all of humanity
In hopes of finally being understood
Of finally finding someone like ourselves.
This is what sets us apart from everyone else
The ability to create everything...
Lone BirdLone bird in the rainLone Bird in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Open up to me little bird
May I shield your heart?
ConscienceThe miniscule murmer in the back of your mind,Conscience in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The barely discernable whisper during the war,
Questioning every motive and decision,
Throwing in a what if and a why to ever situation,
The only reason for hesitation during a simple conflict.
The smallest moment that means everything,
In a world of the biggest moments that mean nothing.
It is the flicker in the corner of your eye,
The haunting laughing that does not exist.
It is the only shadow in your life,
The only light in a universe of darkness.
It is the downfall of your rise,
And the contridiction to every one of your arguements.
It is what makes you whole,
And it is the only chip in your impenetrable shield.
LambsDo you knowLambs in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That you're the main thing on my mind?
That one thing to churn, grind and wind
The one thing to calm and bring about peace
But there is an uneasy feeling in my stomach
As I imagine how lucky I am
To have the perfect shepherd
Because my world is just a bunch of unorganized lambs.
Still, it feels so good to be able to say...
I have your eyes to break away the gray
I have your heart to warm my cold hands
I have your love... a feeling I cherish
A feeling I hope will never perish
A feeling I swear I will repay
As are my plans.
So do you know
That these sloppy poems will never suffice?
There are a million more words
That I could say that are completely true
Still, it feels so nice
Just to say...
I love you.
Sublimity's FlameMelodious beauty shifts through the nightSublimity's Flame in Spoken Word More Like This
Through the mist and out into the world
Traversing the labyrinth that once twisted and twirled
Now forever suspended among the clouds like some blight
Drifting through the black skies of maddening orthodox
Entwining itself into the heavens from where it once came
To no longer have a taste of nostalgia
And warm its cold hands upon sublimity's flame...
Did you glimpse the light
Feel the warmth against your skin
Rid yourself of the obsidian to embrace the white
And rip the frown off your face for a brief grin?
Or were you rotting in the dark
Upon your throne of filth and greed
Infesting the world with a hate so stark
While enforcing hell's creed?
Never Too LateIt's never too late to confess your feelings,Never Too Late in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Always and forever that chance stands open.
You can always crack the illusions and bask in the truths,
You can always smile even when the sky is dark and life is hell.
Please realize you're stronger than you think you are,
And the people who care about you...
They'll always forgive you.
You just need to learn where to draw the line,
Don't let the horror make you crumble and succumb.
Don't let your emotions blind your judgment,
And you'll make the right decisions.
I know it's easier said than done,
Don't think I'm a fool who knows nothing,
I've been through so many situations like this,
With me being in your shoes and other people prompting me forward.
What I realized is that they're not trying to make my life harder,
They're trying to help and they genuinely love and care for me.
The only thing left to see is if you'll realize the truth like I did.
Maybe all this passion and help is just a big waste,
But I'm not giving up until I know for s
SMV - Book Club"Oh, hell no. I'm never touching that one again."SMV - Book Club in General Fiction More Like This
Katharina looked at the fat book in her hand, then back at Alexis. He'd come to know her a little better every time he came into the bookstore, looking to fill the shelves in his room. She was quiet, but Alexis could see her observing the world, figuring it out. Occasionally she'd take out her quill and write in the book she always carried with her. Notes on what she saw, or maybe a story? Alexis never wrote anything outside of academic papers*, and he felt compelled to ask what exactly she was writing so intensely. Katharina had hastily shut the book, her face going red before excusing herself from the conversation. Later, he bought her a hot chocolate by way of an apology and asked who her favorite authors were.
One conversation turned into another, and another, and now they stood in the bookstore, trying to decide what to read next.
"What's wrong with Clarissa?" Katharina asked, biting her
SMV - Dressed Up Like a Million-Crystal TrouperAlexis would be the first to admit that he didn't know anything about fashion. He knew what he liked and what he didn't, and that was good enough for him. He had one suit, and that was his catch-all for every wedding, funeral, and interview he'd been to in the past two years. After an hour of brainstorming and doodling, he had figured out exactly one thing about his costume for the Masquerade: absolutely no bow ties. After getting stopped by strangers on the street to tell him "bow ties are cool!" fifteen times, the joke was neither amusing or endearing.SMV - Dressed Up Like a Million-Crystal Trouper in General Fiction More Like This
Any time he tried to get an outside opinion from Alma, the conversation quickly devolved into an argument about which sex had to suffer more for fashion ("The stiff high collar? Good thing hoop skirts and corsets never killed anyone.") while she not-so-subtly shoved books on the Kuiper System's history into his hands. They went unread, and it wasn't until Alexis re-shelved them that an idea finally came to him.
SMV Summer Quest 1 - Into the DarkHe’d been alive for twenty-five years, but in writing his will, Alexis found that he had almost nothing to show for it.SMV Summer Quest 1 - Into the Dark in Drama More Like This
A collection of expensive beer, to be distributed among the friends who would appreciate it. His laptop was to go to Peggy, with the caveat that she first cleared his browser history and got rid of a few certain encrypted files she’d given him. Katharina would be getting all the unfinished novels and poems he’d attempted to write, with the reminder that she still wrote her own story. Even Anscom had somehow made it in, although after his name Alexis had written “You get nothing!”, followed by (in much smaller letters) the acknowledgement that he wasn’t as bad as Alexis had originally thought.
That left his family, his teammates, and...Teruko.
What did he have for them, to remember him by? If he--Alexis couldn’t bring himself to think of the word died--never made it out of the Projection Ro
SMV - Valentine CardsThe digital clock on Alexis's night stand kept reminding him that he needed to be out of bed and at work in four hours, but he'd lay wide-awake for most of the night, staring at the ceiling. Alexis didn't normally have any trouble falling asleep at night, but the last couple of weeks had been...weird. Every so often, somewhere between sleep and consciousness, he would get flashes, brief glimpses into his--Orcus's--past life. Nothing substantial, but just enough to disturb Alexis's normally calm mind. He'd written down a few, but trying to put the quick images together was like trying to solve a puzzle with most of the pieces missing.SMV - Valentine Cards in General Fiction More Like This
Unfortunately, that was far from the only thing bothering him. Following the..."incident" during the band practice he sat in on, Alexis had been more or less avoiding most of the Sirens, and one in particular.
Other than telling him that he should have been asleep hours ago, the glaring red letters on the clock informed him that it was February, with
SMV- Soldier Orcus's Entrance Part 1"This is how we’re gonna end this?"SMV- Soldier Orcus's Entrance Part 1 in Drama More Like This
Early morning hung around Alexis and Catori, perhaps an hour before sunrise. The cold January air bit into their exposed skin, their wrists and cheeks. They navigated through snow drifts to Catori’s car, an old blue sedan in constant danger of rusting to pieces. The block of scattered efficiencies, nicknamed the “Grad School Ghetto” loomed behind them, as silent as the woman walking by Alexis.
“Catori?” Alexis called after her again. She hadn’t spoken a word to him for the last few hours, after she found that kicking him out of his own apartment wasn’t going to work very well. She stayed the night, despite everything. She insisted that Alexis wouldn’t be able to get out of bed unless he had someone to personally drag him out into the winter’s chill. Catori pretended that she didn’t hear him calling her name, concentrating on unlocking her car with numb fingers
SMV - Post-Summer Quests, Reprieve“Alma, please?”SMV - Post-Summer Quests, Reprieve in Romance More Like This
“For the last time, NO.”
“But, Alma…” Alexis whined, just a little. They’d been arguing over the phone on and off since he was released from the healing center yesterday. The head librarian had accidentally let it slip that she and some of the other Luna Tower staff were working on analyzing footage from the Projection Room. “We can trade. Just let me look at it for an hour, and my signed copy of Oryx and Crake is all yours.”
The offer gave Alma pause, though not for very long. “You’re not allowed to see it, I’ve told you--”
“But I was there!” Alexis’s voice grew sharp with anger. “I almost died, and you’re telling me--”
“I’m telling you that you have to wait for the analysis to be finished, like everyone else!”
SMV July Quest: StarstruckSoldier Orcus's hand hovered over one of the books in the Archive. The library was quiet today, though that statement felt like a redundancy to Orcus. It wasn't exactly a burgeoning social hub, even on its busiest days. He wasn't supposed to read when he was working, but Alma was upstairs, and he was alone. No one would care if he took a peek, right?SMV July Quest: Starstruck in General Fiction More Like This
Besides, it was his history in that book. He had every right to look at it. More than anyone else in the village did. He should read it, find out exactly what happened to the Dwarf System. This was his past--what happened a lifetime ago couldn't hurt him today.
Then why was he so afraid?
"Excuse me, Alma said you could help me find something?" A soft voice said behind him, female, of course.
Orcus wouldn't admit that the interruption came as a relief. He glanced over his shoulder at the woman. "Yes?" No one ever came down to the Archives. Was she some sort of researcher? He wondered if she had come in before.
SMV - Fever Dreams Part 2Orcus, who unravels the thread of life,SMV - Fever Dreams Part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
even you cannot unbind the tapestry.
Never forget, we are all woven together.
Hours of sleep later, and Alexis still felt no better in the morning. His head pounded and limbs ached as though he'd been running for miles. The worst part about being away from home was that his dad wasn't there to take care of him when he was sick. Normally sharp-eyed and scolding, his father would take a day off from work whenever Alexis was kept home from school. His dad would make him toast and tea, and they'd build with Legos or rent movies. One time, when his father had just come home from a two-week trip, Alexis dumped a can of cream of chicken soup into the toilet to make it look like he'd thrown up. He knew now that his parents weren't fooled, but his mother was kind enough to let him stay home for the day.
So many memories drifting around in his
SMV - Dancing and Dining Part 2Dinner was nearly over and it was good to sit and rest for a minute. He'd already had an abbreviated dance with Teruko, and then one with Belle--who he was not intimidate by, in case anyone asked--and was far too star-struck (again) to say anything substantial when Sailor Mercury greeted him by name.SMV - Dancing and Dining Part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Alexis shared Maeve's grimace after trying the cosmopolitan. It had been like drinking syrup. "I think that was the girliest thing I've seen since I came here, and that's saying something." He wrapped his hands around the steaming mug of coffee he'd swapped for the cosmo. The rich aroma was drool-worthy by itself, and the scent reminded Alexis of every small town coffee shop he'd ever been in, the kind with mismatched furniture and vegan options on the menu. "All that sweet crap ruins the vodka anyway."
"But...yeh jus' ordered the vodka ice cream!" Maeve pointed out.
"Oh." Alexis blinked. "So I did."
The effects of the Raspberry Dream Supreme ice cream were n
SMV - Dancing and Dining Part 1Once he was certain the glitter bomb had run its course, Alexis re-entered the ballroom. He probably would have recognized more people there at first glance, if not for the costumes and masks--but then again, that was the whole point of the Masquerade. He did spot André and Misae, though he had to do a double-take when he saw the young woman. He'd never seen her in a dress before, and likely wouldn't again. She even looked like she was having a good time, if begrudgingly so. Alexis's first thought was to join them for dinner, but decided against it. He'd let them have the night to themselves.SMV - Dancing and Dining Part 1 in General Fiction More Like This
He startled suddenly as he felt something latch onto his arm. "You know, Elation, most people just say 'hi'."
Elation grinned. "This is more fun."
"And here I thought you were the grown-up."
"What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't be a kid every now and then?"
"Touché." Alexis shook his arm in an unsuccessful attempt to unstick the woman. "I need two of these to dance, you know."