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identityWhen you look in a mirror, where do your eyes first look at?...You eyes, but sometimes, these eyes aren't your own. They are the persons who you use to cover up your true self. This person is who everyone else sees and who everyone believes is the true you. But in secrecy you really have your true self under lock and key. To keep your true self safe from all harm from the overbearing and judgmental world we all live in. Everyone seeks perfection in themselves and in others, we all are connected to one universal subconscious mind that tells us how to look, think, act, and feel. This person you and many others have made to cover our true selves is a lie. A lie that our everyone's true selves wishes to destroy so it can be heard and let out for all to see. But yet we don't wish to be hurt, so we remain hiding, hoping someone from the outside can destroy the lie...And free us from our impenetrable prisons.
Dancing into a fragile mind.When dancing into a fragile mind you can find yourself losing all hope. And with enough time you'll be laughing at your fragile mind that you must find by looking up to find down. Just as Alice you'll cross through the looking glass and find yourself in the world of your own madness. Then when you dance out of the shadows light and into the suns, you need not be concerned for all but your innocents shall burn. The innocents is what creates your wonderland, if you do not have an innocents then you shall burn by the suns light and never enter your wonderland. For all you will be, is madness.
FateFate is the puppet of the world.
We use it as a guide in hopes of coming across out true self's in the endless darkness of life.
Fate is the dance of the crimson in our veins.
Fate is god's gift.
Fate is held in the devils eye.
The folly of fate is that we choose our own.
Blood bondLife, is like a board game.....We are all players, hardly any of us get to see the end....I believed I would be lost in the games rules and boarders. But, after I met you...... I saw the end of this twisted game..... But, I didn't like what I saw.
All things must change from time to time. Like summer to fall, winter to spring. Most of my life I lived in the United Kingdom with my adopted parents, Samuel and Marry Whitmore. But, over the summer vacation my parents found someone related to me by blood, my aunt and uncle. They lived in America. I'm now leaving for a first class flight to their home in Aspen Colorado. Great; snow.
As the plane is just a few minutes from landing I see everything is cold and pale as ice. I should be able to fit right in here. My pale white skin seems to glow when my long black hair is down. I go to the bathroom one last time to make sure I look okay for meeting my long lost family. My crystal clear aqua eyes are very noticeable compared to my skin and hair.
Teaser for a new series.When all I had is lost, and all I was; is dead to the outside world . What will bring me back? When my world fades all color, and black and white take over; what chance do I have at a happy life? She was all I had; now she's gone. A broken home, a broken family, a broken me . Things look bleak and empty in this world of black and white .. All I was is locked inside now, deep in my mind, spirit, and soul .. Will I have to give them all up to regain the colors of my world; will it bring back my true self too?
Eva chap 3Eva couldn't sleep that night. She lies in her bed just thinking of how could see possible explain to Dante why she was in his room reading his journal. She couldn't help but feel that if Dante leaves and the war continues, it will all be her fault. Eva's mind raced from how tired she was, to how much she hated herself for what she did. Eva crawled out of bed and went to her vanity mirror. She looked herself in the eyes.
Someone then open Eva's bedroom door and stepped in. It was Danny with his teddy.
"Danny, what are you doing up? It's way past your bedtime."Eva said as she went to Danny and sat him on her bed.
"Dante is crying."Danny said simply. Eva then closed her eyes, and through the darkness of the night she could hear faint cries. If it wasn't Dante, then who could it be? Eva knew what she had to do. She went to her door, but before leaving she turned to Danny.
"Don't worry Danny. Big sister Eva will make Dante feel better." When this came out of Eva's mouth, she could hardly b
Eva chap 2The next morning Eva awake to the feeling of joy in her heart; With last night's events still fresh in her mind she leaped with joy to her private bathroom. After Eva was ready for the day she quietly as possible walked down stairs to get breakfast stared for Danny and her. Dante usually made his own breakfast, which form what Eva saw, was just a cup of tea every morning. As Eva stepped into the kitchen she was greeted with something unexpected.
"Good morning." Said Dante as he leaned on the kitchen counter with a fresh cup of tea in hand. Eva was shocked. How could Dante sneak away from Danny? From day one, Eva knew Danny had the inu strength. He could lift something that was 20 times heavier then himself, and his grip was so strong it could snap a steal bar.
"H-How did you-," Eva fumbled with her words.
"Easy when you have magic on your side."Dante said snobbishly as he downed the rest of his tea.
Danny came down the stairs and raced to Eva. He hugged her legs tightly.
"Kitty cat gon
Minds of Z's ProlaugeSome would say it was my own doing. Some would say it was because of my illness. But I would tell you, what I did was because of the folly of myself and the doctors. They believed they could control my illness with a few meds. Hell, I wanted to believe it too But, we didn't realize how strong they were. They sent me into a state of madness which caused me to do such unholy acts that frosty winter night But What was to come Would only further my damnation.
Masquerade Of LifeA masquerade ball,a gathering of people who dress in costume and mask to hind who they are,for one single night. As I see the world today,we enjoy hinding outrselfs. We hind from the ever watching eyes,judgefull and hurting words from others. I believe mask are needed for us all. some who try and bring their trueselfs out,their mask will cracks. As the pain for others fill the person,the mask will cocntinue to crack,intill it shaters and destroys the person from the inside out. I myself have a few cracks in my mask. I feel the cracks grow,I feel it's hopeless to save me and my mask.I sometimes to wish to see to masquerade balls of the old times,in those times where you hid yourself for one night. then you were free from the blinding and pain filled ways of the mask. Back then,it was a masquerade ball,today,in this time,it's a masquerade of life.
attack on titan: nerd!marco x reader FIC
Her reputation amongst the students compromised of nothing but good things - honesty, kindness, ability to bring a smile to just about anyone's face. (Name) was all manner of resilient and friendly and beautiful. Her smaller frame and sweet outer appearance aside, she was smart as well. To Marco, the fear and stress of having to confront (Name) with his feelings seemed like a distant worry. He had never been forced to think, nor talk about, the fact he had been infatuated with her since the beginning of their high school career. (Name) was the most enticing person he had ever met - hell, even Jean liked getting a rise out of Marco by always bringing up "that babe in History". Why
wouldshould anyone as pretty as her think of dating someone like Marco? He was sweet, incredibly clever, and he recognized these positive attributes about himself - he was all for 'not judging a book by it's cover'.. but this was different. This was (Name). She was flawle
(Art-trade) A Fairy Tail TG: Cana Alberona
This is a bad idea, Stan thought as he stared at the mug in front of him. He’d been on his way home from the gym, when he saw the poster. It was posted on the wall of an old tavern that was apparently open this early in the afternoon. Some sort of drinking competition was advertised, one with a $500 cash prize. Stan had never been much of a drinker, maybe a beer here and there. He’d always preferred staying fit and in-shape. Getting drunk seemed like a waste of time and an abundance of bad calories. But he could really use that money, and out-drinking someone couldn't possibly require any effort, right? With that thought he reluctantly entered the bar.
About an hour later, and Stan was six glasses in. They’d all been beers of different colors and names; he didn't really know the difference. A few people had dropped out already, and while Stan wasn't quite there yet, he was starting to feel a little unsure about his chances. He su
Sweet Lullaby [ErenxReader]
You would aways take the blame for things the others did just to clean. Of course, you werent much as a clean freak as Levi was but cleaning rooms or doing the laundry just helped to relax your mind while alone and lost in your thoughts. Also, it was a great oppertunity to do what you did best alone. You sang. It was always the same tune, same song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ0VnLwBwNE)
Your mother used to sing it to you when you went to sleep while platting your (H/C) hair. But, now that she was gone, you would sing it either while you where upset, angry, sleepy or cleaning.
All alone again,I find myself astray,In the middle of a journey
Only my heart, Wandered about,When the rest of my body remained still.
Your hair in a messy bun with hair picked out form the sides, you began to sing the sweet song with your angelic voice while washing people's uniforms that where stained
Valentine's Day (Will Graham x Reader One-Shot)It was just another ordinary day on the job; you and Will were investigating a crime scene together as Jack supervised and bugged Will with questions. Something was a little off on this day, though. Will kept looking at you, not that he didn’t look at you all the time anyway, but the look in his eyes was different than it usually was. And every chance he got, he would pass by you and whisper ‘Love you, (F/n).’ You were used to Will’s anti-social self, which was just one of many reasons you loved him. You were both anti-social for the most part besides when it came to each other, but this was just very unlike him.
When you got back to the forensics lab you waited until Will left to approach Beverly and talk to her quietly.
“I think something’s wrong with Will,” you started.
Beverly cocked her head at you before replying, “What do you mean?”
You sighed, “He’s been acting really weird around me today. I don’t know wha
I Will Follow You Into The Dark Nico x ReaderI Will Follow You Into The Dark.
Death Cab For Cutie
Nico di Angelo x Reader
Love of mine, someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
Nico and (y/n). (Y/n) and Nico. That’s how it always was. There friendship was different. For it did not blossom into what it was meant to till the very end.
It had happened at Camp Half-Blood in the woods. At the hands of a monster
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
Nico didn’t see what happened. He only heard the blood curling scream and the picture that followed it.
The two were fighting monsters for fun, but at some point they got separated, neither had truly noticed.
The scream brought Nico out of his bubble. He killed the monster in front of him and ran towards her.
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they are both satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
When Nico saw you, he ran f
Mika Munch: The Hungriest ExplorerExploring the ancient world is a profession that requires a certain flair of finesse. You needed a distinct respect for the aging lands you traversed, showing them the admiration their great legacy’s deserved, while remaining on your feet in case of crumbling platforms or long hidden traps. A respectable job only for the most patient souls with the most delicate touch…
And then there was Mika Munch, who wore a bright purple top, had spent the first twenty minutes of her journey through the temple singing along to ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’ as it played on a loop on her iPod and had written ‘Mika wuz here XOXO’ on the entrance.
“Hmmm,” it had been a long trek, and not without its obstacles or hidden treats, but finally she was presented with a real puzzle.
Fortunately, it was her kind of puzzle.
Before her stood a set of three podiums, each bathed in light shining in from the ceiling. Behind them stood a mighty door, sealed shut with what
A New Star's CeremonyFallenstar slowly padded to the top of the Moss Rock, reciting the words in his head that he needed to say. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey..." this part he had heard so often it would be hard to mess it up, "gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Timidbreeze ushered out a well-groomed Mosskit, Saplingkit and Kestrelkit. Mothkit tottered after them timidly. The first three kits bounced excitedly, they had turned six moons and they were supposed to be apprentices. Mothkit looked a bit scared about the whole endeavor, but Timidbreeze whispered something to him to help calm his nerves. Fallenstar was lucky to have Timidbreeze to tell him these things, he hadn't kept track of anyone's ages like a leader needed to.
He waited for the Clan to settle, some eyes staring at him angrily as if to say, 'what now?'--Fallenstar couldn't blame them. It was actually Timidbreeze's idea to do a ceremony, to kind of remind the Clan that they were still that--a Clan. The voices
Pokemon, Misty's Destiny With The Feather - Part 1(Current events are set in the Johto Regions of Pokemon, just mentioning this so I don't get yelled at by the hardcore Pokemon fans.)
Our story begins with Ash, Brock and Misty stopping off at the local Pokemon center, They decide to stop off and rest for the night after a long day of traveling through the Johto regions.
Misty: "Ah good to finally stop off at a pokemon center, my feet are tired and I need to get them out of these red trainers"
Misty came up with a little idea to annoy Ash,
Misty: "Hey Ash..... want to rub my feet, they are sore and tired? "
Ash looked at Misty in a worried type look and tried to come up with a quick plan to get out of it, thus he said
Ash: "No Misty -Yawn- I am tired I am going to bed NIGHT"
Ash ran off as quick as possible to his room, Misty stood there in a confused look thinking what just happened,
A Few Minutes Later
Misty walked to her room and she could not wait for her dirty red trainers to come flying off of her sexy feet.
Misty came up with
Alternate Past - BajanThe saddest time of his life had become his happiest.
It was a normal spring day: Kids playing in the cool air, flowers blossoming; it was just like any other.
...Except for him.
Sitting in the back seat of his parent's minivan, he kicked his feet and asked the question that all kids did. "Are we there yet?" The whiney tone that he used only added on to the exasperation.
"No, honey, we still have a little more time until we reach Aunt Jenny's house." His mother said, weariness evident in her voice. It was a long ride for her, too, "Do you want something to play with? I have a few toys in my bag."
With a quick nod from her son, she fished through her pocket book and took out a Rubix cube, soon handing it to him, "It'll keep you busy." She smiled, before returning to a sitting position in the passenger's seat.
"Now, Mitch, when we get there, you better be on your best behavior. If you do," The elder man paused, "We can go get that game that you wanted."
The boy bolted upright and flashed
rose marryNORMAL LIFE
I never thought my life would be nothing but normal, but at this point in my life, I'd tell you, no one's life will ever be normal, ever again.
It was a warm august morning. We find a small house; inside the second story window we find a 18 year old girl how can't decided what to wear to the first day of her collage boarding school.
"Mom I don't know what to wear."The girls said as she holds up a shirt over her chest while looking at herself in the mirror.
"Well, you could always wear the school uniform." Said the girl's mother
"Mom, that uniform is lame." Said the girl
"Lilly, come on, just try it, for me, please." Begs Lilly's mother
Lilly look down on her bed to see a white button up shirt, a dark red tie, a dark red over jacket with gold trimming on the wrist, and a dark red mini skirt.
"At least it's not gray." Lilly thought to her self
"Come on Lilly, you know dark red is your favorite color." Lilly's mother said
Lilly knows her mom wouldn't drop the subject until s
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