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A poem by VShe was my everything.
She was my world.
The reason I lived and Breathed.
To inhale the sweet sense of her
She smelled of the the garden.
Of outside and old books.
she taught me, many things
I was worth it.
I am me,
not everyone is perfect.
I thought she was.
She was sweet and kind.
She was beautiful.
And then I learned.
I am far from perfect.
I remember, walking home
into those doors, prepared
to see her smiling face.
And what I saw,
chilled me to the bone.
Like a flower, raising its petals
to the sun,
just after a spring storm.
Rain drops, fell down,
that sweet porcelain face.
White as the purest rose,
rain fell down,
pass rose red lips,
down, following the curve of her chin,
and dropping free,
landing with a quiet splat
on the wooden floor beneath us.
As graceful as a flower,
she turned, and sat on the chair,
facing away from me.
Like a rose, falling off the bush.
My little Rose,
sat, wilting on the petals,
and I realized,
I had caused rain t
a Look at Vallery Bents from Edvard SnipeI look at her now, tall, slim, her hair tied up to prevent it from going into her face, matured, make-up, walking arm in arm with Jason, and all I can do, is think, of all the time that has passed.
I still remember the day when John and I found her in that alley. Torn clothing, hair hanging loose, bruised and battered, only ten years old.
I remember the look on John's face, when he fell in love. Not romantic love, that was proven when he pulled her into his life as his partner and daughter.
I remember I didn't like her, her cocky attitude, how she seemed to know exactly what to say to get me mad.
And then she would fight back, until John yelled at us both.
I remember how well she got along with Stephanie, they were friends no matter the age difference.
Vallery I noticed wearing make up then.
She looked nice. But she still annoyed the hell out of me,
She managed to prove her own on Paul's farm. Fighting till near death. Showing she could help others as well, as looking after
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 6She sat there for what might have been an hour.
April had moved her chair behind the professor to watch what he was doing. It had been slightly scary, especially when she had first moved, he had yelled at her.
After deciding she wasn't going to do anything, he had let her watch. Most of it had been boring, but every once and a while, there would be a small reaction with the chemicals, a color change, a small vapour, once there was an explosion of bubbles.
"You're breathing down my neck again." He snapped.
April leaned back again, only to lean forward to see what he was doing.
There was a knock on the door and they both turned. The Riddler stood in the doorway. He looked at the two of them, before clearing his throat. "The news in on."
Professor Crane placed the vials back, tiding up the small space. He took the small key to unlock the shackle and stood. April watched as he unlocked the chain, nut instead of the one around her ankle, he unlocked the one around the table leg.
Both he and
Kill Them AllKill Them All
Watch Them Burn
Fuel The Fire
Laugh With Hate
Feel The Joy
Hear Them Scream
Love Their Fear
Reject Their Hand
Kill Them All
The scarecrow and the Artist chapter 5Jonathan turned around in his seat to take a look at their captive. She was laying with her head on the desk, pencil falling out of her hand, and snoring slightly.
He sighed and pulled his mask off, and ran his fingers through his hair. It was about time she stopped crying, they didn't kidnap people, Jervis and Eddie had only kidnapped people before, Jervis had kidnapped Alice and Eddie had kidnapped Mockridge, but neither of their victims had cried or had a mental breakdown.
Jon had put up with many breakdowns, but he was always gone before they recovered. This April girl had them out of their comfort zones. Far out of their comfort zones.
After ruining his mixtures, he had decided he disliked her, but then she had managed to insult Eddie and earn sympathy from Jervis, he decided, he didn't know what to think.
He was jarred from his thoughts as the pencil fell from her hand to the floor. He bent over to pick it up, wondering what she had been doing with it. He turned back to his work
The Scarecorw and The Artist Chapter 4April opened her eyes, feeling her sinus throbbing. She blinked, wooden panels blocked her view, and she realized that she was sitting with her head on a desk.
Being calmer with out the constricting ropes, she sat up. She moved her neck, her shoulders, extended her and bent her abdomen, seeing no damage.
Then she remembered the cold around her ankle. She looked at her foot and her eyes widened at the sight of an iron shackle around her ankle.
She blinked. They had chained her to the table leg. "They chained me to the table..?" she whispered to herself. She slammed her head down on the desk's hard surface. "I'm chained to a table. I'm kidnapped, chained to a desk, locked in a room, kidnapped." She repeated. "I've been kidnapped, kidnapped by three men men, INSANE men!"
"Wrong!" A voice said behind her. She whirled around to see who had spoken.
The Riddler sitting crossed legged on the bed, his hands steepled over his cane and his head resting on them. "Insanity, is a mental di
The Scarecrow and The Artis chapter 3April groaned and opened her eyes.
Her head hurt so much that her vision was blurry. She lowered her head, the action slow and heavy as if she was moving through water
She went to move her arms to cradle her head, but something restrained her.
She blinked, bringing the room into focus. She sat facing a wall, so she craned her neck to take a look around.
The room was small and cluttered. An unmade bed sat in one of the corners of the room, while the rest of the walls were lined with desks. Some desks were bare, others stacked with paper, and others filled with lab equipment. Beakers, vials, burners containers, some with powders and chemicals, while one or two had a label stating compressed gas.
A chalkboard took up one wall and the rest had paper thumb tacked to it. Both covered in equations, diagrams, notes and scribbles that made no sense to April.
She was sitting at one of the bare desks, tied down with a rope over her arms and torso. She started panicking when she remembered the thr
TAAOJAD CH 6 Skulduggery, Sherlock, Harry and JohnFour men sat at the kitchen table playing a card game. Each one had something in common. They all were detectives. And they all wore fedoras, suits and trench-coats. Although, each one had something particular about them.
One of them, his fedora was short, sitting at a jaunty angle, with a wide brim. His suit wasn't expensive, almost as if, it was just a work suit. His trench coat, perfectly normal say for a few patches on the elbows
His name, was Detective John Bones.
Another, his fedora was tall with a short brim, pushed back on his head. His suit and coat, was old fashioned like, with small tears around the seams.
His name, was Inspector Sherlock Holmes.
The third, wore a finely tailored suit and lose trench coat, covered in mysterious stains, best quality. His fedora short but with a wide brim, pulled down over his eyes.
His name, Detective Skulduggery Pleasant.
The final man, wore a suit, that was almost blast to pieces, and full of burned holes. His pants were in-fact replaced by
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 2The three men looked down at the flailing and screaming girl that the Scarecrow had just fear gassed.
Jonathan Crane looked back at his colleagues. The Riddler and The MadHatter stood behind him. Edward Nygma watched as the girl starred at nothing, green eyes filled with unseen terror. He gave a small disturbed shudder.
"This wasn't part of the plan." Jervis Tetch commented.
He looked from the girl to Jon. "What do we do with her?"
"Leave her." Edward said, grabbing Jon's upper arm. "The screaming will attract someone."
Jon shook out of Edward's grip. "No. It's only a mild dosage. It'll ware off within an hour or so. She could go the police" He looked back at the girl. "We'll kill her." He held out his hand. "Tetch, hand me your pistol."
Jervis went for the gun, but Edward stopped him. "No, that'll leave a bullet. They would track the bullet to the gun, and that's all the information The Bat needs before he'll be on our tail."
"We could always try strangulation." Jervis said, already k
Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)Pan- Check.
“Sherlock? Where’s the butter?”
“I used it for an experiment.”
“And you couldn’t have told me that before I went to the grocery so I could get more?”
You let out a little growl at the ceiling, “I’ll just have to ask-“
“I used all Mrs. Hudson’s as well.”
You slumped against the counter. All you had wanted was a grilled cheese. Just toasty bread and melted cheese. But of course in this household that was asking too much.
Two weeks. Two weeks you’d wanted a grilled cheese and every time you went to make one something came up. Needless to say that at this point the craving was almost unbearable.
John came into the kitchen to find you looking at your ingredients with the most dejected look on your face. You looked like a kicked puppy and it was damn near heartbreaking. He wrapped an arm around your shoulde
Company of Friends- Sam and Dean x ReaderWhen I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
Let them know me as the footprints that I left upon the sand
Let them laugh for all the laughter
Let them cry for laughter’s end
But when I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
The Impala rushed down the road, eager to be far away from the terrible reality. A silence settled over the car like it rarely did- no music blaring from its speakers as Dean put all his focus on the road with a death grip on the wheel and Sam looked out the passenger window with a clenched jaw. In the air that rushed by, Dean swore he heard your laugh the one filled with squealed joy and ground his teeth as he fought back the tears pressing at his eyes.
That laugh was gone and had taken with it the soft melodic giggles and the teasingly purred chuckles.
All of it was gone.
Sam suddenly let out a soft sad chuckle, the noise laced with nostalgia, and Dean responded with a low warning growl,
Stay with Me- Sherlock x ReaderThe last thing Sherlock had expected in his return was that you would welcome him with a smile and open arms, especially after how John had reacted. He’d walked up the steps to 221B and hesitantly knocked on the door, sure that he was going to get slapped or worse, but you’d pulled the door open and after the initial moment of shock gave a soft chuckle, “Welcome home, Sherlock Holmes.”
In all the time he’d known you, there had never been anything between you beyond a friendship that for some reason worked better than most and was stronger than he ever could have anticipated. It was something that had happened without him ever realizing, that friendship, but right now, sitting in his chair watching you making tea, he wished there had been more- not really for the love but to have a deeper connection, to escape from the loneliness he’d discovered in his heart.
He gave a fleeting smile at the skull still on the mantle before observing the rest of the fl
Officially Missing You (AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
Officially Missing You
(AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
I’m officially missing you.
To feel your face, to see you smile, to listen to your voice would be a dream come true. I missed you, I wanted you, to be with you like we had before but….of course that was simply a childish dream that would never come to light. I had to grow up and move on, everyone else already had but where was I? What was I doing? Still, I was obsessing over you, predicting where my life would take a turn.
I wasn’t living.
You told me to continue living even after you had gone but how was I to do that? Without you by my side…..I….I was nothing. I laid my head in my hands yet again, I let the tears roll dow
For The Pursuit of Happiness (Romania x Reader)
For The Pursuit of Happiness
(Romania x Reader)
Thought I’d make something to see how much I’ve come along as a writer since the day I started~! This story will be updated once a year for the next 4 years to see how far I’ve come along. But, each chapter will be at most 10,000 words to make up for the lack of updating. This will be a four-part story; I will also leave no mysterious endings….huehuehue I’m not that evil.
This is based on true events that happened to an unnamed daughter of an Earl that was scheduled to be wed within a week’s time of meeting her husband, she in return rejected him and became violent by lashing out tarnishing her families reputation. Her family sent her on a retreat to deal with her ‘womanly anger’ to release any built up tension before her marriage, these are the event
Popular!America x Reader: Your Popularity [Part 6]Since that incident, these following days, Alfred has been alone. You had pity him, but the damaged he had done was still unforgivable. But you had asked yourself, why didn't you forgive him when he apologized, and asked for forgiveness. Sure you were ready to forgive him, but Arthur had made sense about Alfred's doing.
Since then, Alfred tried getting your attention in so many ways, but you just replied with a blunt, 'I don't want to', 'Get out of my sight', or 'Whatever', and just walk away. Sure, you had made a few friends when he was gone, and you had met persons like Ludwig, Feliciano, Kiku, and Yao. People who never cared of their popularity not like a certain American you once knew.
So now, here you are; walking down the school hallways, having a deep thought in your mind.
You walked towards your locker, and got some books, before shutting it, and walking away. Should I forgive him or not? You sighed, as you don't know what to do right now. Then, something or some paper j
Babysitting - part 1
Written by geckoguy123456789 (dA)(FA) for Kai
“Come on…. just a little more……” the young jackal muttered, her fingers frantically and skillfully working an Xbox controller while her eyes stayed glued to the TV screen. The flicker of the screen giving her black fur a blueish white hue, her eyes bright and golden taking in every movement like a predator on the hunt. Her character danced around Ultimecia, throwing hit after hit into her, the young jackal unconsciously bobbing and ducking her head in sync with her attacks. While she’d normally be moving her whole body, her swollen abdomen kept her fairly pinned to the couch.
“NUUUUUUUUU!” she yelled as she threw her arms up in defeat, “apocalypse again……” she muttered sullenly as her character was obliterated by the ultimate move and Ultimecia cackled in victory. “Ug……. Why do I even
Coincidences- Bruce x Reader Chpt. 12You stood outside the interrogation room, looking at your soon-to-be victims through the two way glass. A hand tightly clasped your shoulder and you glanced up to find your brother with an uncharacteristically worried look on his face as he gazed down at you, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
You nodded numbly, looking back through the window, “They’ve been coming after me for so long, Tony, and this time they almost caught me with Bruce. If I hadn’t seen them coming…. I don’t even want to think about what could have happened. This has to end.”
You lifted your eyes to meet his, “I need you to promise me that, no matter what, you’ll pull me out before ten minutes have passed. Anything beyond that and I wont be in control and everyone on this ship will be in danger. Understood?”
He gave your shoulder a firm squeeze, “I promise, Kiddo. Give ‘em hell.”
You stepped away from him to where Fury and the othe
Kid! Faun!lock x Kid!Reader x Daddy!John Part 3It took days for John to get the mud off everything and the cabin was almost unbearably quiet with you acting extremely guarded for someone so small and Sherlock, sensing the tension in the air, chosing to keep to his thoughts. He had just finished the last load of laundry when he decided he couldn’t take it anymore. It was just too quiet. He went in search of you, knowing that in finding you he would find Sherlock as well since he’d been stuck to you like glue recently, and found you in the living room.
A wide smile made its way to his face as his eyes fell on the scene- you and Sherlock were tucked into the corner of the bench of the bay window, basking in the afternoon sun with Sherlock splayed out over your lap with his arms up over his head. You were slowly reading aloud from a book balanced carefully between one of your little hands and the curve of Sherlock’s antlers with the fingers of the other swirling over his white lightly furred tummy.
John took a few ste
A sudden craving
Lucy sat bolt up right in the chair, her chest heaving. She had fallen asleep in the chair.
Hicks looked at her from the other chair. "You alright?"
She breathed slower. "Yeah."
Lucy looked into the fire place at the burning wood. "Vampires." She stated.
Hicks gave her a grim look. Lucy stood and looked out the window by the front door. It was pitch black outside, making two glowing yellow orbs stand out. She let out a gasp, only to realise that it was the reflection of two lit candles in the room on the table.
Hicks walked over to her. "What's the matter?"
She looked at him. "I thought I saw something." She whispered.
Hicks looked at the window and saw what she saw. "You thought you saw him didn't you?"
Lucy looked at the floor.
Hicks wrapped his arms around her and pressed her into his chest. His sent filled her nose. Sweat, dirt, booze and the faint aroma of after shave. Unlike the smell that still haunted her. Sweat, dirt, death and blood.
Lucy closed her eyes and retu
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