regretsoft and sweet with a hint of regretMore Like This
starts to move as it begins to infect.
with nothing to love, need or protect
give me things I'll never forget.
OkayI'm sorry I can't tell youMore Like This
it'll all be okay
that I can't even make those bad
thoughts go away
Regrets and I can't promise
But I can't lie
Can't answer questions
If I don't know why
CurseI don't know how to make this stopMore Like This
Or if things would be worse.
How can I plead that things will get better
Not sure if life is a stage or a curse.
ThereOh to be there when we fallMore Like This
even though you were never there at all
Too much to cause and rage and pace
Lost with no one or place.
Her MajestyHer Majesty surveys from her tawny palace's balcony.More Like This
Her father the Sun cozies her with his light's embrace.
Snow-pale linen enwraps her midnight-dark frame,
A slender build but her curves are gentle.
Gold and gems gleam around her neck and arms,
But her cobra-hood crown burns brightest of all.
Her Majesty leans against the columned railing.
Fishers' reed rafts bob on the dazzling Nile,
While crocodiles slither past the ranting hippos.
Papyrus and palms sway along the black banks.
The kingdom's young crop rests below the water's edge.
Mud hut villages chatter in two tongues.
They are the voices of men and the thumping of drums.
Her Majesty inhales the sweet lotus scent.
The twin towers of the temples' pylon gates
Sting her eyes with their holy white glow.
Among these the obelisks point skyward,
Spears of stone engraved with pictures.
Highest of all rise her ancestors' tombs.
These limestone mountains have golden peaks.
Her Majesty sighs with tears glossing her cheeks.
She brings the fl
Rise of a Guardian: Chapter thirty-one~Nightlight's stand~More Like This
Burgess was a mess.
As Jack jumped from rooftop to rooftop a huge swirling mass came into view, NightMares, nightmare sand, dreamsand, and lightning clashed against one another causing a tremendous amount of noise. Sandy sat hundreds of feet up in the air with April, Katherine, and Cupid by his side. Nightmares by the hundreds swirled around them, lashing out randomly and attacking them when they least expected it. Jack had never seen any of these girls in battle before and needless to say he was impressed. Cupid was pulling arrow after arrow out of her quiver and loaded them into her bow with a skillful hand, each arrow hitting directly center in a Nightmare’s chest. April’s hair was now an inky black, cracking with bright flashes of lightening. She was sending short blasts of light at the Fearlings and Nightmares and they would explode on contact, thunder clapping across the sky.
Katherine stood next to Sandy with her sword drawn, stabbing and slashin
Oh Irony (Rise of the Guardians)Ok guys, so I saw the movie yesterday, and it is SO FLIPPING AMAZING that I couldn't help but jump on the bandwagon and write a fic!!!! It was originally going to be a drabble, but it's WAY too long for that. XD Anyway, I LOVE THIS MOVIE IT'S SO GOOD YOU MST WATCH THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T YET!!!!!! AJDBUEGBUSBDGSUBVD~ <333333333More Like This
Ok, here you go
Fandom: Rise of the Guardians
Sneezer: Jack Frost ('Cause I bet NO ONE saw this coming )
(P.S. I decided to make Jack's blood blue because I find it cute so, yeah )
On a rare occasion at the North Pole, it was quite a lazy day for the ever busy Guardians. Everyone was taking advantage of the unusual break, North sculpting in his hermit-cave, Tooth and Baby chattering away with Sandy (well, more like AT Sandy but, you know), and Jack was somewhere around the workshop, probably annoying the Yetties again. Punk kid. Bunymund, having nothing better to do, found himself walking through the extensive library fo
Sick Days Part 1: Jack Frost's Sick DaySick DaysMore Like This
Part 1: Jack Frost's Sick Day
Jolene huffed as she pulled her hood off her head. She had noticed inside her house wasn't as warm as she remembered it. In fact it was kinda cool. She smiled knowing that Jack must have come over to visit.
She quickly walked upstairs and noticed it stayed the same temperature and frowned. Usually when she got closer to where Jack would be it would get colder. The brown haired girl slowly opened her bedroom door and saw Jack lying on her bed.
Jolene would have laughed and teased him but then noticed something was very wrong with her favorite spirit. He looked strange. He didn't even acknowledge her presence when she came in. He just lied there motionless.
Jo walked over to him, obviously concerned. “Jack?” His eyes opened slowly to reveal a pair of striking blue eyes. “Jo? I don't feel so good.” He whispered. The girl frowned and removed her fingerless gloves and slipped her hand on his forehead, moving his soft snow white