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NothingPale skin breaks
As fingers tear viciously
Searching for release
From the heat
The delicate frame.
Tears fall thickly
Mingling with pools
Growing around her,
She can see them
Laughing at her
Watching her struggle
Waiting to claim her
And she screams
A broken sound.
His face comes to mind
Everything is fading now
She remembers that smile
Upon his face
When the candle fell
When the door locked
Leaving her alone, then-
TrustI sit on one side of the golden scale
As I stare at you
Your bright eyes stare back
And you smile
I shake my head
Turn my head away
The scales shift below us
Your mouth kept moving
I hang my head
Higher up than you are
You call to me
Wanting my forgiveness
I can't look at you
I'm glad you feel guilty
Trust is a balancing act
It seems you've tipped over.
Harmonic DiscordWe're running around in circles
Right side up
Sometimes we run fast
Never in pace with each other
We're yelling again
The same routine
An endless cycle
That I've won more often
[Despite your protests]
It doesn't stop us
Straining to be louder
Than the other
We're throwing punches
We can't see through our tears
The hot water
Sliding down our faces
As we rip out each other's hair
We're quiet now
How it is every time
Your arms around me
As though it were a secret
A kiss upon the forehead
We're running around in circles
Never in pace
Always a step ahead
Always a step behind
We love the feel
We know it's a battle
We should surrender
And yet we don't
Give up on this feeling
MirrorI stare into the mirror
Down my face
And my heart
On the ground before me.
Was it that hard to say
'I don't love you'?
Was it that easy
To smash my heart to pieces?
I was your toy
The cuts on my wrists
Than a plaything.
The mirror shatters
My fist making contact
With the fragile glass.
My reflection cracks,
And I smile
With tears in my eyes.
In this broken mirror,
I can see my broken self.
Free FallThump thump thump
Full of life
Making me run,
Thump thu-ump thu-p
You don't catch me
Like I thought
At the ground
Crash, Rattle, Silence
And leave me
To pick up
The tiny pieces
Of my broken heart
Beautiful MurderThe reflection of the pale moon upon the water is hardly fitting, the pure sphere slowly turning an orange color as crimson taints the once clear lake. A silver blade lays alone beside the grotesque scene, blood running over the handle as it pours from the ever paling corpse. Sightless blue eyes are open, the starlit sky above them unseen and the fingers gripped so tightly around the gold chain of an ornate locket come undone, the object sliding down into the tainted water. It falls below the surface, stopping only when it hits the soft, muddy bottom of the lake, the only remaining evidence of the act that would be found in the morning.
A demon sits on a nearby rock, her chestnut colored hair swaying in the cool night breeze, a cruel smile playing over her face. Blood splatters her once white clothing and she brings a finger to her lips, tongue sliding over the digit as it laps up the scarlet liquid. No remorse is seen in her green eyes, a laughter showing instead, pleased that her kil
Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader)
(Romano x Reader)
Song(s) to listen to, ‘Opus 33’ from Dustin O’ Halloran to get the full feeling of this story.
“FIND HER! WHERE DID SHE GO?!” I could feel my heart beat from within my chest as I ran towards freedom.
“A-almost there!” I called out airily as I proceeded to make it towards the large sign of the hotel we were staying at.
“I THINK I’VE FOUND HER! CORNER HER BOYS!” I looked behind me to see a large group of guards, at least ten of them.
Protect me my ass, these fools just wanted their pay.
“GAH!” I felt my body suddenly collide with the cold, icy, ground. I crawled my way o
Heir Loki x Baby readerThe night air was crisp as Loki casually strolled through some Midgardian woods. The full moon illuminated the bare trees and the snow covered ground, creating a very beautiful scenery; but there was one sound that shattered the sought after serenity, a baby’s wail- high pitched and annoying. Loki went on so deep in thought he remained oblivious to the wails that grew louder and louder. In fact he wasn’t pulled out of his mind until the source of the screaming was directly in front of him.
“Silence you mewling quim!” Loki bellowed as he glared at the child that could be no older than a year old. You quieted immediately and all tears in your (e/c) eyes seemingly dried up. Blood glistened in the moonlight against your (s/c) skin and led Loki to notice you were clad only in a diaper in freezing weather; a feat only capable by Frost Giants and Fire Fae as far as he knew.
“Where is your mother?”
You gurgled, causing the blood on y
i am alpha and omegaShe stands up, dizzy and drunk. Wonders when her heels came unstrapped, and grips the glass she's got in her hand tighter than she holds her rosary on sleepless nights. Her vision hazy, she trips over her own twisted ankles trying to stand up and pulls the bottom hem of her dress down because her mother taught her two things: One, a lady never shows her ass in public. Two, a lady only drinks the strongest of whiskeys. That was before she had skipped town to pal around with her new boyfriend that had pockets deeper than Lake Baikal, if you know what I'm saying.
The silence is heavy as she slowly makes her way out of whatever hallway she had found herself in, stepping over someone else's body that's marinated in liquor for only god knows how long. It takes an effort not to tumble down the stairs in her shit-faced state, and she barely makes it out alive. There's a door. Opens it. There's a city outside cast in the glow of a purple sunrise,
Secret Santa- Finland x Reader (ONE SHOT)
The snow settled on the ground peacefully. It was Christmas Eve and everything was perfect.
Well, almost everything. The fact was, a Finnish man and his (nationality) girlfriend were arguing over the issue of Christmas again.
“Why are you never here?” you screeched at him, “I go to celebrate with you every year just to have you gone all night! Do you know how frustrating that is?”
Your (h/c) was damp from the shower you just had. Upon getting out, you saw your loving boyfriend getting ready to leave like he always did this time of year. It had seemed even worse ever since you had moved in with him or perhaps you just noticed more now.
“Listen (Name)...” he pleaded, “I can’t tell you just yet. It hurts me to keep it away from you but it will come in time.”
“NO! I’m sick of you leaving every Christmas Eve! We may as well break up if you can’t tell me!”
Tino sighed gently, “Tomorrow. I&
Caption Challenge: Playing Hooky
"Do I really have to wear this?" Keith complained to his mom as he straightened his tie.
She smiled at him as she dusted his shoulder, "Of course, sweetie! Why wouldn't you when you look so dashing?"
"Mooom!" Keith pouted.
"Oh, don't be so stubborn, dear, you look handsome."
"Yea, Keith, at least you're not wearing this." His sister, Lily, gestured to the uniform dress she was wearing, "It's cold out and I still have to wear a skirt; at least you get some fashionable pants. All I get is this plaid nightmare."
"Come now, you two, grab your lunches and head to school."
Lily was over exaggerating about how cold it actually was. Sure, it was the beginning of fall, but the weather was still relatively warm. She was constantly rubbing her arms to keep warm, expecting Keith to hand her his jacket. After several attempts, she figured she may as well 'endure the cold' all the way to school.
"This is stupid; I don't want to go to school like this." Lily pointed at
All I wanted was toast Thor x Reader It was an early windy Monday morning and you were standing in your kitchen with a large grin plastered on your face. You cradled the reason for your happiness in your hands before placing it on the counter. It was Asgardian toast spread and it was awesome. Thor had gotten you hooked to the stuff about a month ago and ever since then you had to have it every morning. With your smile still present on your face as you placed some bread into the toaster and pushed the handle down. Your smile dimmed though when the bread popped back up.
You pushed down once again but the result was the same. Your lips formed into a mini pout while you grabbed the handle for the third time. You slammed it down with as much force as you could muster and smiled in triumph when the bread stayed down, but that quickly turned into a full pout when you heard the dreaded ‘boing’ only a few seconds later.
“Aw, my toaster
Chitauri Loki x Baby readerTakes place between Thor and The Avengers.
Wind whipped all around Loki as he fell from the Bifrost. Darkness surrounded him and if it wasn’t for the fact he was blinking his eyes he would’ve never known they were open at all.
‘I’ll never be as good as Thor’ Was his last thought before he gave into the darkness completely.
“Who is he?” A female voice penetrated his mind and pulled him from his sleep.
“I am Loki of Asgard.” He piped in while the two Chitauri females before him jumped back at his sudden interruption.
“Our King would like to meet you.” They stated in unison after they recovered from their mild case of shock. Loki swung his legs over the side of the bed and followed the pair through large golden hallways until they stopped in front of gigantic double doors. They said nothing as they stepped to the side and motioned for him to go in.
“Loki of Asgard wel
Death Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton was about to draw his bow across the
hives.things i've done since i left you:
written a book.stopped self harm.cut my hair off.stopped sleeping.made myself get a B average.started/stopped smoking. we were a mess. you were the one to tell me that i was perfect, and i believed you right up until i didn't. that happened about the same time as me realizing that i did't want to be perfect. i decided that i would rather be like the stars (almost chaotic and always beautiful) and i guess you decided you'd rather be like the Dust Bowl; always moving. Always destroying.
things you've done since i left you:
started drinking again.stopped thinking about college.continued to love me, even though i asked you not to.broke promises.
you told me that i promised to never leave you, but that's not true. see, i swore to always love you, and i'm sure i always will. the ground and the galaxy are just so far away, you see, and our arms aren't long enoug
PromiseHer fingers fit perfectly in his as their arms swing front to back, wind grabbing at their clothes. The evening air finds its way into their lungs, eyes, mouth, nose, while they stare out at the horizon. Sunlight begins to fade and stars litter the sky, the city lights down below painting the streets and houses. Their eyes meet, one final breath of air catches their lungs-
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
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