ClockworkClock chimes at 6:23 A.M.Clockwork by SailorTrueHeart178
Better get dressed
Clock chimes at 7:30 A.M.
Clock chimes 11:34 A.M.
Time for lunch
Clock chimes 2:40 P.M.
Home at last....
Clock chimes 10:45 P.M.
Time for bed
Long Hallways Keep walkingLong Hallways by SailorTrueHeart178
I hear footsteps
Someone says hello
Something runs past me
They say my name!
Just keep walking....
And don't ever look back
Taking flightIt's not easyTaking flight by SailorTrueHeart178
Then again...it's never easy
You have to practice
You may fall more than once
It's gonna hurt....a lot
And you might be the only one to help yourself up
But it's gonna happen sooner or later
It always does
You're gonna take flight
Dark ShadowsThose of you who are still new to the Yugioh Arc-V fandom should NOT read this!! Spoilers lie ahead!! I warn you!! turn back now!!!Dark Shadows by SailorTrueHeart178
A few minutes ago, Yuto felt the warmth of Lance around him. That warmth vanished as quickly as it came, with a startled gasp silver eyes looked warily this wasn't the bedroom. It was a dark room with no light or windows, Yuto carefully started to walk with his hand along the wall hoping to find a light switch or something! He came to a halt with a felt a cold hand grab his. The teen slowly turned around and his face turned pale when he saw a dark being with bright yellow eyes, you could hardly make it out but Yuto knew it was....he'd remember that face anywhere. It was his own.
"Z-Zarc..?" He questioned nervously before struggling to move away from the older teen but found he couldn't. His mind was screaming at him to run away from the man who controlled Yuya, Yugo and himself...all he could do though was st
SpindleRemove the mask: show your passion
a sheathe for the lovelorn; Dawn of Guise.
spindle for these heartstrings.
Spun 'round the heart,
wound up in these arms
I shan't desire to be set free-
your imprisonment means nothing to me.
Alas, my soul still searches;
destined to peer into some bright abyss.
Search for the light,
so one may give you a tomorrow past tonight.
Some Things Mean More Gently thudding the wallpaper, blue.
Flecks of speckled stardust-filled rooms.
Skipping, carefree, past 8-cornered tombs.
What a wonderful life I've been through.
Keys tapping on the backs of trees.
Gratuitous, fruity mountaintops gleam--
Walking in the footsteps made of laser beams.
It all looks so pretty to me.
Memories With A StrangerYou know, it's funny. I gave you a bracelet that said always, not realized I'd forever be stuck with a reminder that people leave. My wrist is saying "I love you" to a person who doesn't know me anymore. A stranger owns the other half of my heart these days. I have pictures on my wall drawn by a person I don't know. There's poetry in my head dedicated to someone I've never met. I have memories with a girl I can't look in the eye, cuz every time I do I want to fucking cry. They say I'll be better tomorrow, but how do I move on with your face burned into my mind? Your name's on the tip of my tongue, but it feels like a lie. We have pictures together, but I don't seem to know you. They say people change, but I never thought you could destroy me. You know, it's funny. You're the last person I thought would leave.
The Smoothest LieThe smoothest lie is that "you can fly".
If you believe this you jump from a rooftop and die.
"And how is that smooth you jerk?" you might wonder.
Because that lie is straight forward... There is nothing "under".
You see, even if they seem innocent, other lies are far rougher.
Toying with feelings, creating doubts... Believing them or not, you still suffer.
Several Perfect ThingsWarm sunlight shown through eaves of golden hair.
The trees stood still in windless perpetuity.
Our heartbeats powered the feet of many youth.
Drums heated the dusk that ensued.
I took her by the hand and lead her to a world of brave bands.
No cacophonies tonight, I sprouted truth.
We belonged in each other's light arms.
Two peaking out from the dark so as to not become blind.
Toes twinkling with curious inklings.
Ruffled blankets sing as they hover over the grass.
It was all beautifully composed.
I suppose the universe was for nobody but us.
To the stars, we sought to climb.
Belts and lace and lips advancing in time.
Everything else bowed in muted softness.
Doves and cupid and cartoon hearts.
Conceiving what it looked like to a passing shooting star.
Diluting the memories of the day into measly ash.
Two willing forces clash in elegance.
My dearest nebulae.
Pride and vision and exhilaration.
The most stunning things in life existed in several moments.
DestituteThere are loving eyes in a paradise,
Not far from where you are now.
There are people running away
From mistakes they will not remember.
There are souls dancing
In this destitute land.
While this old world fades away,
Do not forget the place you were running from
Keep the nights sealed away forever
And never let the sadness make you surrender.
Fighting warsBroken houses and shattered dreams,
Houses nothing more than fallen beams.
The shots are fired, explosions set off
Yet the men hear nothing, adrenaline fuelling their veins.
Just keep going forward, don't look back.
Don't even stop for your fallen comrade.
Such is the reality, every man for himself.
Yet it is always nation before self.
Is this what it's meant to be,
soldiers used as pawns in some political battlefield
You, who hide and only desire more power,
make use of boys, not even men to do your bidding.
Take them away from their families,
exchange their toy planes for M1 carbine.
And then what is left at the end?
They are battered and bruised inside and out
Like a bullet fired, they are left with an empty shell.
17 shots down and limbs missing,
Yet they still try to go on surviving.
Perhaps to provide a better world, one worth actually living
losing battleYou walked out so fast
when I thought we last
but I was never more wrong
How could you forget what we had
forget what we shared
moved on without a doubt
leaving me to figure out
I was cast aside
slipping back to where darkness resides
where monsters lay my only companion
thoughts battling to be the champion
war reigns in my head
leaving me awake in bed
morning comes, tears dry
i hope they can't see the circles under my eyes
is holding on so wrong
were you playing me all along
thoughts that infiltrate my mind
keeping me wondering why
was it me or was it some other guy
maybe it was only a dream in my reality
and now mere existence is a brutality
each step closer I pull 2 steps back
spiralling further into oblivion
in my head there can be no equilibrium
just utter bliss or pure depression
now my happy pill is gone
and i lost the will to hold on
Rainbow Made from Spider Web"Rainbow Made from Spider Web" is like a beautiful construction.
When it's made with love and care, it's offspring is pure seduction.
You wanna get closer and closer... Just be careful not to get trapped.
It may seem like a lovely little rainbow but its only spider web overlapped.
Its painted with vibrant colors, making it seem like a true rainbow copy.
In fact it may be even more beautiful than a real one, even though its kinda floppy.
I repeat that getting too close is very risky, even though its tempting as hell.
Because its sticky as much as shiny, made by clever huge spiders who's least concern is you feeling well.
"I will never give up... I will never give up! As long I'm still breathing in this world... As long I'm still standing, I will never give up!!!"- Natsu Dragneel
I have a lot of different tastes in things, in books, anime, shows and so forth. I'm afraid I'm crappy at art but I can write!
I LOVE writing poems and cute one-shots, I'll never write anything...well you know *shudders* I prefer cuddling and handholding
As for requests I'll do them for a trade, I'll write something for you and you draw a picture of my favorite shipping...or just my favorite character. Either one heck if you don't want to draw that's fine! You can write a one-shot instead
Have a good day everyone!
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The Amazing Spider-Man 1-2
Captain America The First Avenger
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