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EverScript: Be Mine“Here.”
Blinking in astonishment, I looked curiously at the small, blue present that was placed in front of me, before glancing up at the one who put it there.
“What’s this?” I asked, my blue eyes staring questioningly into a pair of pure black eyes, eyes so black it swallowed light.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Akira returned my gaze, and for a moment, I swore there was a…something there, a connection, before he looked away, sparing a glance at the present he’d just set on the table. “It’s White Day tomorrow, right? I figured I’d give you this today in case I don’t see you tomorrow.”
Oh right, I thought, remembering the date today. It was March 13th already, meaning that White Day ― the day where people who received chocolates on Valentine’s Day are supposed to give something back in return ― was right around the corner, the corner being tomorrow in fact.
No wonder there are
EverScript: Can I?“Can I get you a drink?”
At the sound of a familiar voice, I looked up, bewildered, only to stare into a pair of mesmerizing emerald green eyes. “H-huh?” I stuttered out, unable to recall what the man had asked me.
“Why, I was wondering if I could get a beautiful lady such as you a drink.” The man repeated, grinning slyly. He had raven black hair and a matching dark mask adorned with jewels decorated on the side that were the same shade as his eyes. His suit was still black, though the style of it was European ― Italian, to be precise ― as opposed to the typical American style I usually see. While he had on a red tie, it was loose around his neck, adding a hint of allure to his overall mysteriousness.
Why did I think he sounded familiar? I thought, perplexed. After analyzing the man, I was quite sure I’d never seen him before. And yet I couldn’t shake the feeling…
“No no, it’s alright.” I replie
If I didn'tIf I didn't meet you,
if there hadn't been that dance,
there would have been no smiles.
No bouts of laughter or flirtatious looks,
nor walks that went on for miles.
If I didn't like you,
if I hadn't confessed,
there would have been no kisses.
No late-night dates or loving embrace
nor talks of future wishes.
If I didn't hate you,
if it hadn't come to an end,
there would have been no heartbreak.
No night full of tears or sorrowful rants,
nor questions of if it was all fake.
But also no realization
that I love you still,
that I can't let go,
and most likely never will.
Not now, Not yetMy mind pushes back,
Working against the lack
Of energy, flowing out of me.
Faces of the ones I love,
Blurred by tears that I struggle to shove
Away, to please let me see.
Their touch against my hand,
Runs across like sand
Falling, as my attention flies.
Voices float in the air,
Crying that life's not fair
To me, the atmosphere heavy with sighs.
Hands tick the time away,
My preparation for this day
Helps slightly, calming my mind.
Yet having a taste of death,
Sets the feelings of being left
Exploding, as I become blind.
The world begins to fade,
And I can feel no aid
From them, but I still have regrets.
So don't take me.
Not now, not yet.
EverScript: Love Me"Why not?" Rika shouted, anger clear in her voice. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her black attire, complete with a small black ribbon on her head, a beautifully intricate lacy black dress, and knee-high black boots, only helped accentuate the dark cloud of menace that surrounded her.
Meeting her glare head on, Kaede's icy cold stare showed no response to her childish anger. "Give it a rest Rika. Why would I ever want to buy you chocolates? For something as disgusting as Valentine's Day too. It's a human holiday; why are you so insistent on celebrating it?"
"Because it's for us, as in you and me." She hissed, turning her head to the side as she broke off eye contact with Kaede. She had never been able to hold his gaze for too long without looking away; there was always something in those deep emerald eyes that whispered at you to walk away, to run, or to hide in fear of him. She shuddered involuntarily as she looked around the dark alley.
With only a sing
Dear Me JessDear Me Jess,
I can already see your face ― MY face; an older yet younger one, with the same chubby cheeks as always ― full of confusion. What kind of nickname is that? Your eyebrows will furrow together and you'll pull your lip slightly to the left, all the while wondering who the heck I am.
Fret not, I'm only a compilation of your experiences-to-be, writing to you in hopes that you'll take some of the advice that I have to give, although you probably won't. (Stubborn as always, eh?)
I've come a long way from where you are and knowing all the events that you'll go through, each day each month each year, makes me want to spin fairy tales with a happily ever after like the ones you love from your book collection. But it's not real, and with all the lies that will eventually come your way, I don't want to add anymore. Your kindness will reward you, but take caution and remember that there are people out there who might use it against you. There will be advent
Best Friend (the Laws of Physics)Holding hands pulled us out of the pit both
The laws of physics did not apply
We would revel in rain, you and I
My fuse was lit, you'd spew fire
Hell hath no burden you can't share with me
Twins from separate mothers are we.
DepressedI hate the pain.
I hate the crying.
I just want someone to love me.
I’m sick of trying.
The pain kills me.
I wish it would stop
My body is breaking down.
It feels like my heart is going to pop.
Just rip my heart out.
I don’t want it any more.
I’m running away from everyone.
I’m putting myself behind a locked door.
B.U.R.N.I.N.G O.N T.H.E I.N.S.I.D.EBlazed hearts
Unconscious for eternity
Rescuing in need
Never to be awaken
Night-shaded even in the shadows
On-going destructive misery
Numb on the inside
Tomorrow is bleak
Hollow and consumed
Insignificant compared to the world
Shadows injected, poisoning the victim
Death wishes granted
Even in death, we suffer
Bestest Friend ContestBestest Friend Contest
''When our souls feel really''
I don't think there is love greater than the love between brothers, a lot more if they are twins.
My poem is dedicated to my dear sister and starts on a sunday, five years ago.
I had to travel with my mother for a period of 1 month , It was the first trip I did it without them, so far we have never separated from each other.
It came the day of the trip and she stayed at home with my father, I want to say that during the bus trip my head and my heart failed to calm down... thousand feelings shot me at the time,could not stop thinking about it and worrying of as is it in all this time.
After 4 hours traveling my head and heart wanted back with her, but this was impossible.
I spent those 27 days really badly, spoke with her by phone every 2 hours and she told me that she told me that couldn't eat or sleep...She also pass those days very bad... losing more than 5 kg.
I believe that the true friendship you can find it only in your
Where I'm from poem...Where I’m from
I am from a lead pencil laying on my sketch book waiting to be used to draw anything that could come to mind
I am from that little apartment around the corner of Second Street of Milladore
I am from the flower that was no fragrance, though people thing it does have a fragrance, but I think differently
I am from Christmas where my family gets together and have lunch and supper
I am from the Mancl family and the Pierson family
From being called boy by my grandpa to being called Derek Joseph by my mother
I am from the holy catholic church of Saint Wenceslaus
I’m from Saint Michael’s hospital in Stevens Point Wisconsin
I am from my heart which loves many, though if you break my heart or my friends, I will shatter yours ten time worse, and by the time I’m finished with you, you will be begging and pleading for mercy!
From the time of birth to the time of death, I will love the people that I care about
I am from my mind and soul, where all of my
Hoping for winter.Hello to the cold season.
I welcome you with open arms.
Everyday draws closer to the
Everyday I hope for the cold.
May winter last forever. May
it bring the next ice age.
Always a thrill when winter
A time for snow, a time for
joy, A time for everyone to
get along. Merriment brings
us closer to the snow.
For after all,
be a time of joy
and not a time for
BY MY RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THIS WASTELAND OF FILTH,
I WILL MARGINALIZE ALL OF THE FILTH AND DISPOSE THE DISSENTERS,
YOU WILL LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY,
BECAUSE HOW DARE YOU QUESTION THE GODDESS IN HER GLORY?!
(can you keep it down, I think they can hear you-)
SILENCE, CHILD! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO ME!
YOU ARE A REMINDER OF ALL OF THAT CARE AND COMPASSION THAT
IS SO FUCKING POINTLESS! ALL SHALL DEFECATE
AT THE SOUND OF MY BOOMING VOICE!!!
(I thought we would try to be better than-)
WITH YOUR OBFUSCATED FEELINGS?!
(where is the forgiveness....)
WITH YOUR PLEAS AND THE BEGGING?!
(nothing but logic and determination...)
ALWAYS ACTING OUT ON EMOTION?!
(you are no goddess to me...)
HOW DARE YOU, FOALISH SOUL! YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME!
WHY SHOULD I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR OPINION OF ME!
I COULD HAVE YOU WIPED OFF THE FACE OF THIS EARTH
IN A SINGLE HEARTBEAT!
(but you wont, you need me-)
angel-of-milkywayMiss Angel-of-Milkyway's a fan of transformers.
Her drawings of TFP makes fans of Tf go underly crazy, and ask her for more
One of the best tfp art she drew is Happy Transformer Family, one of the best drawing that turned into a magazine cover for people who want to make Tf magazine.
Angel also makes cute TF babies that makes the fan go crazy over their cute bunny ears, and their smaller version.
We all love your TF art and hope to see some more in the future.
DESERT FLOWERThere is a rusty color on the skin
Betrayed by a heart of sin
On the flesh of the wanted love
On the wound that would not heal
As the snake eject his venom
And confusion emerge inside
There is no humble though in heaven
Not between insidious lies
Starvation of passion in your inner self
As a black hole eat out your dignity
Need to feel the hand of love
But your soul drawn into fear
Of weird desires
Of soulless tears
Oh!! You desert flower that lonely departs
As your life runs like the water
Please care for your dignity of love
Before you lost your empire
No one will care for you in the middle of the ocean
Your blood will be share with the sharks
As your body became just a pleasure
An enjoyment for the serpent in the dark
Oh!! Lady of the night that is surrounded by wolves
There is no rusty skin for the serpent to lick
Serpent will eat desires
No matter how dirty you feel
I can understand your fear
A heartless soul hurt as a wound
Open in the middle chest
Every time I glance out and see
Another who looks like you,
I close my eyes to picture
A you before, once warm and true.
Remember those times we spent?
Laughter complimented with a smile.
Times have changed much from when
Things were actually worth while.
Yesterday I dreamt, today I dream as well
Of when I gave you my love.
Yet while I continued on ahead,
You went to the heavens above.
Destiny took you away,
But not this bond of ours.
Memories flood my mind,
As I now stare at the stars.
Changes have occurred since then,
I have matured, being not as wild.
You witnessed my change once before
Growing up with me as a child.
You would be so happy. Oh, so proud!
My scars no longer in pain,
As I carry on with my life,
In my heart is your honoured name.
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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