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[Harpy•]

Raven {f} •♥• Tikaani {m}

•••

I am the patron saint of lost causes.
Aren't we all to you just near lost c a u s e s?
Aren't we all to you just l o s t

♥

Raven. A strange name for one who was perpetually surrounded by the silky-soft iridescence of white-feathered doves. Raven brought to mind things of darkness, hard and unforgiving. I suppose her eyes, the beholders of her personality, gave support to her name.
Dull, nearly lifeless, but a haunting maroon that dug itself deep into the recesses of my mind, planting itself there and not giving me a moment of rest.

I was in love with her. Hopelessly. Unfortunately. Unconditionally.

♥



{{Should I continue with this one? If anyone says yes, I PROMISE that it'll get finished unlike all of my other ones. xD}}

{{I was requested to continue this, and I promised I would, so here goes. XD}}

•••

Take what you will, what you will
And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me
If the world was on f i r e
And nothing was left but h o p e o r d e s i r e

♥

It began with the rose. A deeper red than most others, something that caught my eye immediately. Deeper, darker, more pronounced. Different. I leaned down, admiring the blood-like shade of the petals, the delicate green of the stem, the elegantly curved and dangerous thorns, tipped in red; as if dipped in the blood of the flower itself. My mind traveled instantly to the eyes, the darkness of them, but I imagined them with the rich color that these petals possessed, instead of the dullness.

I picked the rose from the ground, careful to keep the thorns away from my skin, lifting it up to eye level, examining it. If I was to give it to her, it had to be perfect. Nothing else would do. This one wouldn't be thrown away like the last. I was determined.

"Planning for another rejection."

I jumped at the words, though I knew who they came from. The voice, quiet and whispy, dark, like the shadows she so loved to cling to. It was her. I didn't turn around, not at first anyways. I had to make my face the right expression, or else she would just turn away like before. It had to be perfect.
The words were a question, though they weren't spoken like one. They sounded like a melancholy statement in my ears. I turned slowly, the rose held upright and delicately in my fingers, and I struggled to not tremble. Her very appearance made my knees weak.

Her eyes pierced into mine, red versus blue, but I knew I was losing already. I could feel that today would be just like the others. I waited five seconds exactly, what I thought to be the perfect time, and then stepped forward, extending the rose to her as an offering and invitation. As a small hope.

She examined it slowly, her eyes scanning the evenly-spaced petals, roving the length of the two-leafed stem, thorns and all. Her eyes finally moved back to mine, and I slowly inhaled, awaiting her judgement tensely.

She reached out and took the rose, and I felt the briefest of touches, the soft brush of her fingertips against my knuckles. Her skin was warm. Despite the instense cold of her expressions, she was warm.

•••

{{Thankyou, Ravens! =D}}

•••

This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, Your lies, Your l u s t
Like the d e v i l' s in your h a n d s
♥

I lay still, my eyes closed, my hands closed into resilient fists on the cool grass beneath me. It reminded me of her gaze, but without the piercing of disapproval.

But perhaps disapproval no longer. She'd taken the rose, after all. Things must be getting better, now. And after she'd taken it into her hands, and had admired it, she'd looked up at me...with a smile. It was merely a twitch of her lips, but it was a smile. It had melted my very soul.

Now I was lying here, thinking of what else I could do, what other things I could give to show her my affection. Giving her my heart crossed my mind briefly, but I figured she really already owned it, and that the blood would be more revolting than romantic.
I was disturbed from my deep thoughts by movement next to me. My muscles slowly tensed themselves into knots as I opened my eyes. The one thing I could not stand was to be snuck up upon.

I turned my cold gaze to the side, blue and iced...and my gaze was met by the maroon I could not mistake. She was laying beside me, her delicate, pale, coldly-expressioned face merely inches from mine. I swallowed deeply, making an audible noise, and I saw the twitch at her lips, the smile. I tried to look away, to look anywhere else but her - it would be imperfect to stare at her for too long - but I found it to be physically impossible. I couldn't look away; my eyes were drawn to hers, captured by them.
Ensnared.

"Why do you look so...distressed?"

Her voice nearly threw me over the edge of that word. The world could come crumbling around my feet in a raging fire and I wouldn't even hear it. I was too caught up in her, in every word she was saying, in every plane of her features. Every eyelash. Every flicker of her eyes.

Because you're close enough to kiss.

The thought threw me even more off balance. It didn't come from my conscious, for certain. It came from my instincts, the wildly raging urge to wrap my arms around her and bring her even closer than she was to me. I didn't answer her question aloud, my expression staying the same, my eyes still looking into hers.

The twitch of a smile appeared on her lips again, but seemed to stay. She scooted herself closer to me, making my breath freeze in my throat as the irrisistible warmth of her arm pressed to mine. She leaned her head closer, our foreheads brushing, then our noses. I still couldn't breathe, and my heart was racing.

And then she kissed me. Her lips, so incredibly soft, warm, gentle, brushing against mine with a force less than a feather.

{{Any thoughts on it so far? I would very much like to continue, and I have something sad and twisted in mind. >D}}

[swellows]

FFFFFT MORE LOVE

continue that baby

[Hobbit]

I liked this one, you did a good job.

Loren ♥ Jimena

“Hahaha. . . Grr?”

Awww, so cute. XD
Thanks for making Hobbit smile, you guys!

[Yamanaka Shin]

I liked this one, you did a good job.

Thank you ^^ I've had these OC's for a while. And had the CS versions of em for a few months. The OC's are originally Bleach OC's but I'm going to make them actual original characters. With human & Anthro versions. Along with their friends Ichibi, Akata, Inari, & Rio. I need to try and make a sequel sometime >,<*

[Selcouth]

Ilasca'rl [○] .&&. Sephron [○]
x-x-x-x
"Here," said the god of summer, with their head ducked and their caramel-coloured hands proffering a delicate laurel. It was an exquisite piece of jewelry, one crafted from shining gold and leaves from the mortal world, soft and breakable. It was very similar to hir own.

Ilasca'rl, the god of winter, stared at it as if Sephron was handing them a dead fish.

Sephron shuffled their feet, looking nervous. The winter god was always quite cold, ze thought, it takes a moment for them to understand and calculate the appropriate response to things. Just wait.

The winter god tilted hir head to the left, then the right, and after a moment cleared their throat. Then ze said, in their perfect monotone, "Sephron, do explain. I'm afraid that your actions do not seem logical to me."

The summer god spluttered for a moment, their nerves in a ball, and laughed nervously. The scent of rainforests and oceans and exotic flora wafted past them, a natural reaction for the summer god when under pressure- petrichor and fireflies and waxy plants. Then ze reached up, brushed a bit of Ilasca'rl's snowy hair from their eyes, and placed the laurel atop hir head. The winter god looked even more perplexed than before.

"It's a, well, token. Of appreciation." Said Sephron, who was adjusting a few leaves. "Winter is a cold time, right? And, you know, while I have Lia'ly to hang out with, you... Don't have anyone, right? Because everything sleeps in the winter."

"'Hang out'?"

Sephron blinked, stepping back. "What? Oh, it's just human speak. It means 'to be with someone'."

"They're getting to you."

"Heh," the summer god shuffled their feet again, feeling foolish. "Maybe a little."

Ilasca'rl's hands came up to inspect the crown, tracing the leaves and golden base carefully. Ze marveled at the strange textures, having very little experience with plants, and was surprised to find they didn't freeze on contact with hir skin. They were enchanted, then; a very precious gift.

But Ilasca'rl wasn't one to leave things alone. "I already have a crown," ze said, which was true. It was fused onto hir head like two pieces of ice having been molded together. "And I do have Srla'gh to 'hang out' with, as you put it."

Sephron smirked. "Yes, well, I think we can both agree that Srla'gh's is even worse at socializing than you are." Ze got a small smile from the winter god for that, a prize rarely gained. Ilasca'rl dropped their hands, their inspection completed; the leafy headpiece looked frankly ridiculous against hir icy complexion and absolutely silly straddling their pre-existing crown like that, but it was perfect in its own way.

Ilasca'rl nodded to Sephron, bowed, and said "thank you for your gift, Sephron; I am most honored to wear it."

If summer god blushed, their rich skin-tone hid it quite well. Ze also bowed, and beamed, and said "it is I who ought to be honored, my fellow lord. I am pleased that it was suitable for your tastes."

And that was that, transaction over, and the gods flew their separate ways. But from that day forth, the winter always carried a bit of summer with it; adaptive flowers or evergreen trees spreading with the snow, thriving when everything else was dormant.
And when Ilasca'rl saw them, ze smiled, and the air was slightly warmer for it.
x-x-x-x

Ashdks. Sappy~ |D"
And now I will go back and read all the stories I've missed. owob Yaay~

[swellows]

Sit Back Now, Let Me Tell You A T a l e
Where Justice Does Not Prevail
About An Ill-Fated Life, So Very Full Of S t r i f e
Where Two Wrongs Do Not Make A Right


I fell for a d e m o n
but is he one because I call him one?
Or is it because..


I Am Not A Bad Man
Even Though I Do Bad Things
Very Bad Things
Such Horrible Things
But It's Not Quite What It S e e m s



I fell for a m o n s t e r
or is that really what he is?
things aren't always what they s e e m..


When it was the morn,
I Waited By The Door..
With A Knife In My Hand
ready to unmand
that life from which I s a w

I fell for a h o r r i d thing,
or did I?
with my blood so spattered,
I can't r e m e m b e r


Down she fell,
but am I a b a d man?
things aren't always what they s e e m

Ah, hell...

Things are exactly as they se em





yey for creature feature

[cup of cocoa]

Ilasca'rl [○] .&&. Sephron [○]
x-x-x-x
"Here," said the god of summer, with their head ducked and their caramel-coloured hands proffering a delicate laurel. It was an exquisite piece of jewelry, one crafted from shining gold and leaves from the mortal world, soft and breakable. It was very similar to hir own.

Ilasca'rl, the god of winter, stared at it as if Sephron was handing them a dead fish.

Sephron shuffled their feet, looking nervous. The winter god was always quite cold, ze thought, it takes a moment for them to understand and calculate the appropriate response to things. Just wait.

The winter god tilted hir head to the left, then the right, and after a moment cleared their throat. Then ze said, in their perfect monotone, "Sephron, do explain. I'm afraid that your actions do not seem logical to me."

The summer god spluttered for a moment, their nerves in a ball, and laughed nervously. The scent of rainforests and oceans and exotic flora wafted past them, a natural reaction for the summer god when under pressure- petrichor and fireflies and waxy plants. Then ze reached up, brushed a bit of Ilasca'rl's snowy hair from their eyes, and placed the laurel atop hir head. The winter god looked even more perplexed than before.

"It's a, well, token. Of appreciation." Said Sephron, who was adjusting a few leaves. "Winter is a cold time, right? And, you know, while I have Lia'ly to hang out with, you... Don't have anyone, right? Because everything sleeps in the winter."

"'Hang out'?"

Sephron blinked, stepping back. "What? Oh, it's just human speak. It means 'to be with someone'."

"They're getting to you."

"Heh," the summer god shuffled their feet again, feeling foolish. "Maybe a little."

Ilasca'rl's hands came up to inspect the crown, tracing the leaves and golden base carefully. Ze marveled at the strange textures, having very little experience with plants, and was surprised to find they didn't freeze on contact with hir skin. They were enchanted, then; a very precious gift.

But Ilasca'rl wasn't one to leave things alone. "I already have a crown," ze said, which was true. It was fused onto hir head like two pieces of ice having been molded together. "And I do have Srla'gh to 'hang out' with, as you put it."

Sephron smirked. "Yes, well, I think we can both agree that Srla'gh's is even worse at socializing than you are." Ze got a small smile from the winter god for that, a prize rarely gained. Ilasca'rl dropped their hands, their inspection completed; the leafy headpiece looked frankly ridiculous against hir icy complexion and absolutely silly straddling their pre-existing crown like that, but it was perfect in its own way.

Ilasca'rl nodded to Sephron, bowed, and said "thank you for your gift, Sephron; I am most honored to wear it."

If summer god blushed, their rich skin-tone hid it quite well. Ze also bowed, and beamed, and said "it is I who ought to be honored, my fellow lord. I am pleased that it was suitable for your tastes."

And that was that, transaction over, and the gods flew their separate ways. But from that day forth, the winter always carried a bit of summer with it; adaptive flowers or evergreen trees spreading with the snow, thriving when everything else was dormant.
And when Ilasca'rl saw them, ze smiled, and the air was slightly warmer for it.
x-x-x-x

Ashdks. Sappy~ |D"
And now I will go back and read all the stories I've missed. owob Yaay~

Love the story! 8D

Awesome, First commenter on one of the artist's stories.

[.a m a r y l l i s.]

@Kore: That is so cute, I think I'm gonna die. X3
@Selcouth: That story is pure genius. I love it, as per usual with your writing. <3
@Anybody who commented on something of mine that I missed: I just want to thank all of you guys for all your wonderful feedback. You have no idea how much that means to me.

Columbae [♀] & Diei [♂]
Guardian angels...fall with their charges.

The boy smiled, picture of childish innocence. The people in the square smiled back, captivated by his brilliant eyes.
His hands, clasped behind his back, told a far different story. Even as he skipped away, he drew his hands back in front of him, gazing at his prize.
'Little gem, little gem, be my little trinket mine...♬'
The grin turned devilish; with an arrogant laugh, the boy raced away, heading for the treehouse he called home.
'Haven't you learned your lesson yet, boy?'
He spun, flawless diamond falling from his hand to clatter across the boards. A young woman sat on the window frame, dressed in a swirling confection of sky blue lace and white silk.
'Lady, why do you always do that? Can't you warn me when you're going to show up?'
She laughed, utterly unamused. 'Don't you think you know by now why I'm here?'

And the only way to rise...

The boy's grin turned sheepish, and he ducked his head.
'It was just a little prettie, miss.'
She couldn't help it; she smiled, even if it was only for a second. The boy saw, and his eyes lit up with hope. Maybe...he'd get out of this after all!
She shook her head, as if she knew what he was thinking. On reflection, she probably did.
'Do you know how much trouble you're getting me into? My job isn't the easiest to begin with, much less with you and your little problems!'
She huffed out a breath, angry at herself for losing her temper.
'I'm sorry. But this is it. We're done.'
The boy looked up, aghast. 'But...but miss! I...I didn' mean to...'
She shrugged, standing up with a swish of skirts.
'I'm sorry. But I don't intend to fall for you.'
She turned; for the briefest moment, he swore he could see light. Then she was gone, dissappearing from his little house.
All that was left behind was a flawless white feather.

...is to find the one...

The young man smiled, charming the group of young women across the room. Soon, very soon, his plan would be ready. And then everything that was once his would be his again.
The young women wandered out to their cars, still laughing about his last joke. He smirked as he walked to his own ride; none of them had noticed their losses. Yet.
He slid into the front seat, more than ready to leave this forsaken little town behind. But first...there was one last stop he had to make.
The treehouse was still standing, though a little worse for wear. He scrambled up the ladder, hand-over-hand towards the one place he had always felt safe. Pulling himself up into the little room, he stood, looking around at the fondest place from his childhood.
'Will you ever change?'
The young man turned, eyes wide. A young woman stood by the window, dressed in a simple blue and white dress. It was a different style, but...he'd know her anywhere.
'You...came back?'
She smiled, eyes crinkling up at the corners. 'Didn't seem liked I'd managed to get the lesson across last time.'
He laughed, eyes twinkling with the boyish innocence that so charmed his victims. 'Forgive a boy who didn't realize the meaning behind his actions.'
'Oh?' the girl's eyebrow arched. 'How so?'
'I realize now you were trying to stop me, but the younger me only realized one thing.'
'And that would be...?'
'Stealing was what made you show up.'
She shook her head, stepping closer. 'Do you remember what I said, why I left?'
'You didn't want to fall for me, right?'
She nodded. 'Do you know why I came back?'
'I still need my guardian angel?'
She smirked, her blue eyes meeting his white ones.
'It was already too late to avoid that.'

...who pulled them down.

[Yamanaka Shin]

Ok, I'm sorry...but I had to do this...

Kisuke
Hai

This is a human story. Could also be Anthro.

So much time has passed since we first met. You became my whole world and I know I'm yours too. Finding you was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I don't regret a single second we've spent together nor will I ever. Why would I feel bad about being with my soulmate until I die, and beyond? They say we don't belong since we're adoptive siblings. I don't see that in my mind. You're my boy and that's going to remain as such. Nothing can break us apart. Not death, not enemies, not distance, not time. You have my deepest promise that I'll never stray or leave or hurt you. I'll give you everything and we'll be happy. We don't need anyone but each other, though I'd die for our friends if I ever had to. You'd do the same, I know that. Kisuke Gin Hirako, I want to spend beyond forever with you as my husband.

You see the side of me that no one else does. Not even our closest of friends nor mom & dad. No matter what danger you are ever in, I'd always come for you. I'd brave thunder and lightning and hail and tornadoes. Hell, I'd go to Hagsmire and back for you if you asked. Just say the word and I'll be by your side. I'd cross the world in a heartbeat if you called for me. I'd kill any man, woman, or wild animal who'd dare come try and take your life. Our parents love both of us very much even though our relationship went beyond adoptive siblings. They have accepted our relationship. That's all the permission I need. You're my girl. Mine and mine only. I revel in the privilege of being your one and only. So many would kill to have you. But now, they cannot, because we only belong to each other. I hope for many, many years by your side. My best friend, my partner in crime, my shoulder to cry on, my adviser, my lover, my wife. Hai Senna Kurosaki, be mine.

The justice of the peace, a close friend of the family, looked at the couple before him with a warm smile. These two had grown so much in the past 2 decades they'd known each other. Now he had the pleasure of sealing their eternal bond. "You may now kiss your bride." And the pair did just that, surrounded by family and friends and allies and comrades from their travels. Nothing could destroy that moment.

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[ariel.]

Damon[m] -------------------- Sabrina[f]


F a c e to face and heart to h e a r t
We're so close yet so far a..p..a..r..t
I close my eyes I look away
That's just because I'm not .::okay::.
But I hold on I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong

Will we ever say the words we're f-e-e-l-i-n-g
Deep down underneath it
Tear down all the ||walls||
Will we ever have a ..happy.. ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
We will always be pretending