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Just A Maybe. Reader x Romano
On the outside, people couldn't see how much she wanted to make herself bleed across her carpet. They couldn't see the stains of her tears on her sleeves or the mascara streaks down her cheeks when she was alone. She carved lines into her skin, marking all the times she's felt alone, depressed, anguished, wronged, or helpless and cried into the blood until they ran purple.
She was pathetic, weak, and foolish; that's why she did this to herself - she was a coward, afraid of the real world. She locked herself within her own mind from the outside and refused to slide the only key inside through the small sliver underneath the door so someone, a
Story Fragment with Dark and Zaen"Zaen. Zaen."
Someone was shaking Zaen's shoulder. He stirred.
"Wake up, kid. Seriously. I come home and I find you layin' on the floor like a murder victim."
"It's lying, not laying. The verb lay requires a direct object, whereas the verb lie does not..." Zaen mumbled, rubbing his eyes and squinting. Why had Dark turned on such bright lights?
"Lay, lie, whatever." Dark tugged at Zaen's hands. "Get up. It's way past your bedtime."
Zaen moaned, rolled over, and covered his eyes. The room was far too bright. Why was he on the floor again? Oh, right, he had been reading.
"Fine, lazy kid." Dark knelt and put his arms around Zaen. He was giving him a hug? Zaen didn't think Dark liked to give people hugs. Wait... his feet had just left the ground... Oh, Dark had picked him up.
"The floor," Dark continued as he walked, "is a very bad place to sleep. It's dirty, and you ain't gonna be able to sleep well there. And however long
The SecretKristen has a secret. She holds it in place with fine slivers of metal that clasp her hair tightly to her head, as if a wisp out of place would be it's undoing. She hides it under a gentle brush of blush across her cheek bones, as if the coral tone granted her the ability to create a new face for herself, a new body. She stuffs it up her sleeve with a freshly laundered hankerchief, knowing that every corner must be finely pressed until any flaw is smoothed away, undetectable.
At the end of each day Kristen takes off her shoes. She places them side by side, as a pair, and tucks them slightly underneath her bed so she does not trip over them i
In your heartIn your heart- A letter to say goodbye
When the stars flicker and the moon shine, you know Im looking down at you, over your shoulder protecting you forever. When the sun shines and the flower blossoms, you know Im smiling at you, dumbfounded by your beauty and your soul.
Trust me when I say I wont go but still trust me when Im dead and gone, because you know in your heart I can never leave. I wont break promises I swear I wont lie, if youre losing faith just look up at the sky.
Remember the good in me and forget all my scars. Make a wish to bring me from the dust and from the ash. Sorr
The New Monk-chapter 6-The sun was rising the other morning. The monks had to wake up early, as planned , they had to go to Jack’s evil lair to get back their stolen Wu. Omi, was the first one to get up. He went in the other monks rooms and woke them up. Kimiko, Lydia and Clay woke up, but Rai had troubles. While the monks were dressing up, Omi yelled at him
“Raimundo, get your backside up now, Master Fung must not see us!”- Omi said as he rushed through his room.
“Alright, alright! I’m coming!”- he said as he snuggled in his pillow and continued to sleep.
Kimiko went in his room and, of course, managed to get the lazy Brazilia
InfinityDespite of being the middle of summer, it was a cold night. They always were back there. The fresh beach air provided the campsite with cool nights and hot days. We were sitting outside our tents, watching the dying embers of our campfire fade out. It was late, and the sounds of the surrounding campers were slowly dying out. The minutes went by, and less laughter was heard. The guitars and other instruments stopped and stayed silent. The sound of tent zippers opening and closing again. A hushed whisper now and then, the sound of a distant snore. Finally, when the only thing we could hear were the crickets and the sound of the nearby waves, we stood up. In complete silence we walked between tents and pine trees, avoiding the holes were the campfires had earlier stood.
We reached the beach and sat down on the sand. I looked up and saw the immensity of space spread out before my eyes. The stars, so clear now as they had never been in the city, filled me with wonder. The same wonder I
Bedtime StoryIt was a quaint young world in which a troupe of like-minded fellows did subsist. They found joy together in simple things, feline endeavors. Within their minds did great plumes spring, fine tufted ears and coils for caudals. They birthed their world and sat as gods upon a throne of osseous matter, led by one with a visage bright as flame.
And there they did indulge in fancy follies, games of crack which offered many an occasion in which they might giggle to themselves. But all was not well. For they did discover there the path all mortals are bound to take. For in the end are we not all but food for worms? They set to path their words in tr
100 Themes- 001Well, This Sucks.
Lu Yuen tried to move his arm, but that caused the ropes to tighten more, and slip farther down towards the raging river below. He let out a huff of frustration. "Can't you just pull me up?"
"If you wanna send both of us falling into the river, sure." He didn't have time to deal with Emi's sarcasm. His legs were numb after an hour of hanging. "I have to find another way to get you up."
The boy let out a whine, shaking a bit. "You better hurry up then. I might end up dying here of starvation before you can get me out."
The female samurai scoffed. "You won't. Don't worry."
Lu Yuen tried to look up at the girl. "I haven't eaten since last night!"
Emi frowned. "Your fault."
"I had no food!" he protested, trying to untangle himself from the rope. It ended sliding down some more, towards the sharp rocks. He made a face. He didn't want to get cut up into piec
A sudden blast of windI sat in the long shadow of a broken down castle wall, seeking refuge from the burning heat of summer. However, even though I couldn’t feel the Sun on my skin, the air was even warmer there, thicker and heavier. It made me feel as if I was drowning as I took my breaths. So, I got up, shaking off the broken branches and leaves that got stuck into my hair and clothes, and stepped out into the world of the supposedly blazing Sun on the other side.
The wind was strong, and cold, a reminiscence of winter within the heat of summer. It felt good on my skin as I laughed, much better than the still air of the shadow which was supposed to protec
*Footsteps*Was i ever here? footsteps disappeared.
Avais-je jamais ici? traces ont disparu.
Behind GlassThere I was, having gunned down my first plane. I turned in the seat of the cockpit just in time to see his PZL 23 Karaś go down right over the treeline into our territory. I never felt such a rush under my wings, and I could see the face of my grandfathers before me smiling through the clouds like they were welcoming me into the flock. Even better, the thought of praise I would get from my superiors for once. I’d proven them all wrong. I was the fledgling that left the nest too early, with only a few months of training beneath me before they sent me out to war.
It was the only kill I got all day, but it was all I needed. I return
Letter from Mom to DaughterMy Clelia,
You're about seven pounds now, and incredibly squished in there, aren't you?
I hate to say it, but I don't have much space left for your growing self anymore... BUT! There's plenty of space out here. Lots of sunshines, and pretty things to look at, or smell, or hear, and even touch! So you can come out nowwww~ <3
I want to see your cute little face! And your cute little toes! And those cute little fingers, and arms, and legs... your belly button, and even your bum-cheeks!
I want to hold you in my arms and keep you safe!
Your cousins, family, and ESPECIALLY your Daddy... are just dying to meet you!
So don't be scared. We'll all be here when you get around to it.
Love you always,
One Last Farewell "Papa!" Kairi ran to her father's side. "Papa!"
Ryo turned at the sound of the young child's voice; the familiar tones rang in his fatherly ears.
She leapt into his outstretched arms, embracing his lost child. All of Ryo's ancient strength could not hold back the rebel tears. Kairi held her father tight, daring to not let go for fear of separation.
Ryo pulled her gently forward, gazing upon his once missing child. He stroked her round face, brushing away loose strands of dark hair. Her emerald eyes looked back at him, reminiscent of her lost mother.
"Papa, where's mama?" Kairi's eyes searched the field, waiting for her mother to pop
Our Journey I will find you again. No matter how weighted down my shoulders become, bearing this coat for warmth, carrying this blade for protection, I will find my way back to you. Even if I have to hide in the darkness, shy from the lighted world you are in, I will find you. With no one besides me, no brother in arms to fight against those who would dare deter me, I will find you. Listening to the rain fall, watching the droplets cascade against this barren landscape, grateful for the fleeting drink, my thoughts turn to you, turn to me. How long have we been on this journey? What knowledge do I have, what little faith I still hold within me, knowing y
Carrying Your Love With Me Brenda often stopped by the dog park after work; even after the passing of her beloved Shiba Inu. She kept the habit alive with her regular visits. The bench on the right was always vacant upon her arrival, as if waiting for her return. Brenda would watch the owners play, run, and praise their canine counterparts.
A Frisbee flew, landing gracefully at her feet. A male Shiba ran to her side and wagged his curl of a tail.
Brenda smiled and asked him, "Is this yours?" She picked it up and gave it a toss. The Shiba sprinted, dashing after the elusive disk.
"Sorry about that," a breathless man said, leaning on the bench. "Don't know my own
Flames "What took so damn long, Baka?" Megumi smiled through exasperated breathes and stray tears, nearly breathless from a flood of memories.
Ryo looked at the girl like he always did, a mixture of a half smile and a scowl on his rugged, tired face. "I could say the same thing about you, Runt."
"Would someone please explain what's goin on here?" Foxi said with a tray of beverages, emerging. "One moment I'm takin' ordas, an' the next, there's a freakin' dog pile with Gumi cryin'!"
Everyone gave a laugh, while the two destined ones merely smiled at each other, forgetting about the world around them.
After a celebratory feast of dinner, danci
Tower In this city, there is one distinctive feature, a radio tower smack dap in the middle. It's hard not to miss it; the red and white piercing the blue skies, the light blinking on and off. Most people hate it. I look up to it. It alone stands above everything and everyone, especially here in this park.
I want to rise above everything and everyone.
But for now, I can only gaze up at its magnificence, waiting for my day to rise.
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