Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me think
Of how everything could fade, before my eyes can blink
I remember when you first brought me this butterfly
You said you plucked it right out of the sky
Did you know it was the first thing that made me smile?
I'll tell you that story, so let me rest awhile...
I love...this little butterfly
It gave me dreams...of a beautiful sky
Although it was somethi
I'm Really Embarrassed to Post This Fic--centaursTesticle [CT] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG] at 10:00--More Like This
CT: D--> Greetings
CT: D--> I see that you have b100d worthy of this conversation.
CT: D--> Your text. It is green, is that not a middle color to your species
GG: youre weird!!
GG: my blood is red!
CT: D--> Oh my
GG: what is it??
CT: D--> I cannot believe i am conversing with a mutant such as yourself
CT: D--> Did the culling drones miss you
CT: D--> I'm going to pretend you did not mention that, and that you said your b100d was in fact green
CT: D--> While not a particularly noble or STRONG color, it will suffice
GG: excuse me, but have we met before
CT: D--> Neighgative
CT: D--> What is it
GG: shhhhhhhh im thinking!!!!!
CT: D--> May i inquire what you are thinking about
CT: D--> Oh my
CT: D--> I may require a towel
GG: i said SHHHHHHH
CT: D--> Ah, yes
GG: i was thinking about whether i should block you or not!
CT: D--> What was your
Last Dance (Dave x Reader) Dave’s hands clenched into tight fists as he kept his eyes on the (color) haired girl standing on the other side of the darkened gym. The meager strobe lights would catch her, lighting up her face. She was smiling and laughing, saying something he was much too far to hear.More Like This
He struggled to focus on the music but his eyes kept straying back to her. The person she was talking with grinned and leaned forward, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Despite the darkness and the distance, he could imagine (Name)’s face turning red. She’d then bite her lip and flash them a small anxious smile.
Biting down on his tongue, he forced himself to survey the room from behind his turntables. A large mob of students moved in unison, bodies grinding to the beat. With every song he played more and more s
ghostyTricksterKarkat was different. You're not sure if it was his shockingly white hair or red eyes or the way he seemed to scowl at everything in your house. Maybe it was the way he would watch movies that were so girly they should spew sparkles and rainbows through the DVD player.More Like This
Or possibly it was the fact that he looked right at you the first time you saw him walk in through that door.
It was probably that.
And you should probably back up and explain some stuff.
First off, your name is John Egbert and you happen to be dead.
You're a ghost and a pretty good trickster in your opinion. You've been dead for years now, but unfortunately for reasons you don't really want to talk about you're bound to the old house you lived in with your dad. He has long since moved away, he wasn't really comfortable with being in the house his son died in. You can understand that, you'd be uncomfortable too. Maybe levitating cakes was a bit too much?
Tons of families have moved in after your dad left. You've made sur