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103 Words - Why Can't We Know These Things?What do colors sound like?
Are they high like a soprano?
Or low like an alto?
Does velvet have a scent?
Is it a lily or a rose?
As sweet as when the summer wind blows?
What would all the sweet tastes feel like?
Are they soft and nice to touch?
Or… Not so much?
Does music have a taste?
I hope it tastes like cake
Or something else a chef would bake.
Ever wondered what the sweetest smells look like?
Does a rose’s scent look like a flower?
Or something with a bit more power?
And why can’t we know these things?
Off With 142's Head“Alice?” I hear Boss call from outside my room. Get up. Open door.
“Can I help you?” Good. Asked properly.
“Patient 146 would like some company.”
146. That’s around the corner. “Okay.” I close my door, lock it, and tuck the key that’s on a necklace under my shirt. My room is 138. 139. 140. 141. 142. 143. 144. 145. There it is. 146. Great. I knock a couple times, then say, “It’s me, Alice. Want some company?” Room 146 is a “Closure” room, which means the person inside is immobile for her safety. So I enter because she won’t be able to answer.
“Alice,” 146 whispers. I don’t remember her name. I just call each patient by their room number. So do the doctors. “Alice, they’re coming. It’s coming…”
146 is in a straightjacket on her bed. And by “bed” I mean
Ramblings of the CrazyWhere are you?
Why did you leave?
Why aren't you here anymore?
I know where you are.
Why won't you come out?
Why won't you say hello anymore?
Please come out.
Please say something.
I don't want to have to hurt you.
But you won't come out.
I asked you politely.
Next time I won't be so polite.
You promised me you'd stay.
You lied to me...
Now you must pay.
Letters to the Dead - 1657 WordsDear My Dead Lover,
I told you that you needed to stop. I told you you’d end up hurting yourself, and now look at you. You’re lying there at the bottom of the cliff after I told you that you would hurt yourself. You didn’t listen to me, but you know what? You never listened to me. No matter how loud I screamed, you never listened to me. I told you to stop, but you never heard me.
Remember the time we first met? I do. I was at the coffee shop trying to study for a college final when you walked in. I had my earbuds in and couldn’t hear anything, but I could still feel. Which means I felt it when you bumped into me. “Bumped into me” is the wrong expression. It was more like a stampede into my back. I turned around, ready to be angry at you, but when I looked into your eyes, all I could see was someone I wanted to get to know. I saw a light, and I saw a spirit waiting to be set free. And
Off With Your HeadLosing your head isn’t as figurative as it seems. Trust me, I would know. There’s no better way to tell how a person can act by the way they think, and if you haven’t noticed, people think with their heads. If they think someone like me could kill after what I’ve been through and what I do with my life now, then they aren’t going to last long. If they are skeptical of me after seeing how I act, then they might last a little longer. But if they can relate with me, they’ll be guaranteed to live. You see, one with a mind such as mine can understand how I think, and if they understand how I think, then they can understand what I’m going to do. And if they understand what I’m going to do, they can avoid me when necessary to survive. Of course, they’ll only know when to avoid me if they think how I think. I’m guessing all of you reading this right now are the first two I described. Of course, if I’m right, which I always am, t
Let's Play Anna EpilogueAfter I was free from the scientists and my computer, Chy and I finished high school and college together, closer than we’ve ever been. Blumiere proposed to me shortly after getting my diploma, and the wedding was…well, extravagant. The seamstresses were right when they said I’ll be Lady Darclain, as I am now. It’s been quite a few years, and I think BJ is about to get up the courage to propose to Chy. Of course, I won’t tell her when he will. Why would I spoil that?
“Anna,” Blumiere says, poking his head in our bedroom, “Lily turned Lucas invisible again. Are you writing?” He walks up behind me as I type out what’s happening right now. “Anna?”
“Hold on,” I say without looking away from my screen. “I think I’m almost done.”
Lily and Lucas are our oldest children. Twins. Violet is our third child, and I’ve got our fourth growing in my belly now. I won’t
Let's Play Anna Chapter 15.Chapter 15. One More Thing Left to Deal With.
I wear all black to Cendres’ funeral. It’s mostly silent, seeing as how no one had any good things to say. A few tears fell, but they were all for the newly-orphaned Blumiere. At nineteen, he’s going to be Lord of Darclainia.
As we all stand around his grave, I stick out like a sore thumb, being the only one with blonde hair. Everyone else has the signature Darclainian blue. Blumiere and I are among the first to leave, but that doesn’t surprise me too much. The cause of death is officially natural causes, and it’s believable, mostly because everyone’s glad to have him gone. I kind of feel bad, but I feel much worse for Blumiere.
“I promise I’m okay, Anna,” he says when we’re back in his castle. It’s officially his now.
It’s been a week since I got back from…that, and this is the first time I’ve been truly alone with Blumiere. He k
Let's Play Anna Chapter 14.Chapter 14.
Grief. Pain. Heartache. Whatever you want to call it. I feel it.
I wish he would have killed me. I wish I would have died that day. I wish I could drop dead right here, right now. Just fall off this tree branch I’m perched on and die. Have something come alone and crush my wings. Have whatever eats butterflies eat me.
I can’t die. Cendres made sure I’d suffer alone. I can’t meet people or animals either. I don’t think I’ve had something to eat in…weeks? Who cares. It won’t kill me.
Nothing will kill me. Except maybe heartache. There’s no hope, is there? I’m on earth, and I can’t get back to Darclainia no matter how hard I try. I’m perched on some billboard for a Broadway musical coming soon to New York in Times Square. Why here? I don’t know.
I tried to kill myself. I flew up to the top of the Empire State Building at night. The lights were everywhere, and I gues
Let's Play Anna Chapter 13.Chapter 13. <--- I don’t really like that number…
“Blue roses,” Blumiere tells me on Valentine’s Day my senior year. It’s been over two years since the scare on my sixteenth birthday, and now I’m eighteen. Nothing else has happened, other than a few talks about sleeping with each other. And I won’t talk about that time when Blumiere was a legal adult and I wasn’t. We both knew that time was going to come, seeing as how his birthday is December 6th of the year before I was “born.” He holds out a bouquet of my favorite blue roses that can survive winter on magic, and I take them, giving him a kiss.
“Thank you,” I say with a smile as I’m on my toes. He’s grown, but I haven’t. In all the years I’ve been alive, the only growth I’ve gone through is in bra size, and even that is slight. But Blumiere doesn’t care.
“Anna,” he starts slowly,
Male!Hanji x Reader One-Shot Part 1: Experiments
You were sitting with a blank expression on your face as you gazed upon the container of tea that was set before you. You were together Commander Levi and that strange boy known as Eren. Your emotions were bouncing all over the place since you weren't sure which one to convey. All you could show to him was a bland look that didn't show your true colors.
"Uh...Heichou..?" You heard the young boy speak up and Levi turned toward his direction.
"What is it?" Your eyes shifted towards Levi to see that peculiar way in which he held his cup; hand over the rim instead of the handle.
"H-Hanji-san was wondering if he could experiment on me...Should I let him...?" Eren sat uneasily with his fingers sliding against the side of his cup.
"Are you so worried that he'll dissect you?" Levi didn't bother to look at the somewhat frightened male.
"N-no..it's just that-"
"The way you say that makes you sound very unsure. I can promise you that Ha
Dead Bite: An Undead Story 77Dead Bite: An Undead Story 77
It was sad watching his boy-love spiral out of control. Aron kept a close eye on Jorel as the months drifted away from George’s leave. Despondent at first, the Italian barely left his room, and he withered without any feelings of hunger. Then Jorel received a letter, and his spirits perked up entirely. Suspicious, Aron scavenged through Jorel’s desk one day while he was out.
Aron dug out a letter post-dated about a month before. It read:
“My ship has made it across the Atlantic. I still have a ways to go to get to the front line. I hope to write you when I can. Don’t forget about me. – George.”
It took all of his willpower to not tear the letter in two. So, George was still serious about his Jorel. This hope could not continue. Aron would not allow for it. Jorel was his, and he needed George out of the picture.
He had thought that
Unforgettable Love (Ch.1)Chapter 1
I heard her voice, the same exact cutesy voice that would squeal in excitement as she spoke. Turning around, I could see her sleek body, slim and skinny, with many curves that complimented her body perfectly. She looked amazing. I couldn't believe that she still possessed the beauty from high school, collage, and now. Of course, she looked different. Her face matured into a rose that was much more beautiful, she looked stunning but had her thorns, which was the dark side of her. That dark side was the side that broke my heart. Although I know she didn't mean to, I still can't help but have a love-hate feeling towards her. I hated myself for still loving her, even after all these years that I've been with Kinana. The feeling of love still reminiscing in my heart, it's still holding on to hope.
Staring into her milk-chocolate eyes, I noticed the differences throughout the years. She looked magnificent, so fragile that her heart could be easily broken by the bad
Forever In Your Service: ReceptionThe party was in full swing not long after all the guests had migrated to the ball room. The room was full of sound and revelry.
Anna surveyed guests from her place next to the queen as the long line of congratulations began. Eventually the faces and words all blended together in her mind. The same words over and over.
Luckily she didn’t have to put up with it for very long before Kai made his way back to them.
“Your majesty, your highness, it’s time for your dance.” Kai interrupted the line. Elsa glanced at her or more her broken appendage.
“I’ don’t think...” Anna cut her off by grabbing her hand with her good one.
“Just give us a moment, Kai.” She nodded to him. He gave a slight bow before walking away.
“You can’t dance with a broken arm, Anna.” The queen persisted, looking at her new wife exasperatedly.
“Sure I can, trust me.” She gave a light tug on Elsa’s hand. The qu
Romeo and Juliet! [[AU! Marco X Reader]] Marco's path of: http://rollingmikuplz.deviantart.com/art/Romeo-and-Juliet-AU-SnK-Boys-X-Reader-457295396
"Marco, I am so so sorry! This is all my fault..." You blamed yourself as you ran a hand through your [h/c] locks. What were you blaming yourself for, you ask? Well, let's take a look in this flashback...
"I am going to pass out..." Marco groaned into the cold, grassy ground below him. You and the rest of the students in your gym class had to run around your ginormous school building 5 times. Why? Because fuCKING CONNIE AND SASHA WOULDN'T STOP TALKING AND GIGGLING DURING GYM AND -deep breath- Be calm. Naturally, a teacher would be upset. Our gym teacher was Mr. Shadis, so he was not just upset, he was furious. As punishment for Sasha and Connie, he made everyone run until they dropped. Marco forgot his water bottle, and you were currently sucking the liquid life out of yours. Having a cold while running was HELL.
Coming Back To You VIIn my other world, there is no pain
And all my thoughts are clouds of happiness
In my other world, my heart beats red
There is no gun pointed at my head
And I don't really want your kiss
My thoughts don't make me cry
My heart's not filled with gray sadness
My ears can't hear you lie
And I can't even see your face
I've never heard your name
My heart is still my thoughts are calm
And light has filled this space
In my other world, my pain is bliss
I own your soul, I own your kiss.*(c)
2003, somewhere above the US.
Absently bending the corner of the newspaper he's unsuccessfully been trying to read throughout this entire tedious flight, Paul once again questions why he's even on this plane – the more time passes, the more obvious it seems to him that this trip is a mistake. His journey is coming to its end, but he still hasn't even come up with what he will say to Richard when they finally see each other after... how long? At least a year, and they haven't talked even once in that
The Miracle Of Life
He'd called the hemsworth's for reasons, he was in the airport preparing to go on his flight to head back to England when his duties from Crimson Peak was over. He had gotten a call from the land-lord from his apartment, telling him that the water heater broke and all of the people living in the apartment had to move back to a relatives house or another apartment building that they could stay. So he had called Chris and Elsa asking them if he could stay with them until the water heater gets fixed.
They accepted him to stay with them for the time being only if he helped them with the babies. India was already 2 years old and three-month old twins, Tristan and Sasha were still small. He of course obliged, he wanted to have time to bond with India, Tristan and sasha.
The call for his flight to England sounded out, grabbing his bag he slung it over his shoulder, putting on his shades and head towards the docking area f
Kisetsu: Spring - Chpt 3.3
– ...Four years old, eh? – a pleased smile spread on Ryuu Hideki’s lips. – He is growing up fast.
A few yards from that balcony, prince Daichi played, digging the bed of chrysanthemums with a stick. Masako, sitting by the daimyo, nodded.
– Indeed... – her eyes shone with bliss. – It seems like yesterday he was learning to walk. Now, look at him! I can barely keep him inside the house...!
A thrush crossed the clear summer sky of Nagoya, for a moment drawing the boy’s attention. Hideki waved, absently, the fan in his hand.
– How are the first classes with Nobutaka-san doing?
– Daichi still has some trouble focusing in the training… – Masako laughed, tender – but he is doing very well. Atae-dono says he may
Shadow the hedgehog x reader chapter 4You looked at your clock. Ugh its soooo early in the morning and I can't get back to sleep! you thought to yourself.
After a while, you decided to get up anyway. As you walked downstairs, you realized that you forgot the TV off and Amy was lying on the sofa, with her face in the bowl of popcorn. Giggling a little, you woke her up. Yawning she said " ugh _____, what time is it...?"
" 5:37am. And your face was in the bowl of popcorn so I HAD to wake you up. He he."
"WHAT?! Well that explains why there's popcorn on my pretty face! Wait, why's Pinka on the floor?" She replied.
As you walked over to the pink cat, you realized that she was sleeping so peacefully, that you didn't want to wake her up.
"Let's not disturb her, Amy. Looks like she doesnt want to be woken up" you said.
"Well that makes sense" she replied, properly sitting up. "So shall we eat this popcorn?"
After all that eating Amy got a stomach ache. "Ouch my tummy hurts.." she moaned. " have some water, Amy. I th
Timpani and Blumiere chapter 7-Blumiere Something inside my heart broke. I teleported to the castle and ran into my room. Just as I got out the Dark Prognosticus, Father walked into my room.
He saw what I had in my hands. "Blumeire, my son, don't! Even your ancestors could not handle that dark book... If you open it...there's no telling what might happen!"
"I do not care, Father! A world without her is empty. A LIFE without her is empty! There's no meaning anymore!"
"Why are you doing this, Blumiere?" Father asked.
"I made a promise to Timpani. And you have made it so that I can't keep that promise. So you will all pay!! Speak, Dark Prognosticus! Teach your dark history! I awake your command!"
I felt another part of me come alive.
"BLEH HEH HEH! BLECK!"
"Blumiere... What have you done?"
"Silence! The first prophecy beckons. I will erase every inch of this blasted wo
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