Love Does Crazy Things: Chapter Two (Malec MPreg) by a-killerqueen, literature
Literature
Love Does Crazy Things: Chapter Two (Malec MPreg)
Warning: Read the first chapter before this!
Chapter Two
Three weeks later. . .
Magnus sat at the breakfast table, sipping from a chipped coffee mug before he heard wailing coming from his bathroom. He raised a perfectly arched eyebrow before he poked his head around the corner, glancing at his bathroom door. Who could be in there? It wouldn't have been Alec, he never got sick. . .
He walked down to the bathroom, and promptly knocked on the door, coffee mug in his other hand.
"Alec? Is that you?" He asked, feeling stupid once he realized only Alec would have been in there.
"Yeah, but it's nothing, Magnus. I'm just fine." Alec tried to re
Organisation REI Chapter 9: Bored by superSAKURA64, literature
Literature
Organisation REI Chapter 9: Bored
Yuna didn't go to school the next day. Lulu had made her stay at home so she was given time for her wrists to heal, it was stupid sending her to school when she was still hurt. Rikku would be complaining about it most likely. She wouldn't have anyone to be with, Lenne didn't count anymore as she was only able to stay 'friends' with Rikku because of Yuna, so when she wasn't there neither went anywhere near each other.
Rikku didn't want to be annoyed and Lenne didn't want to be chased by a pissed off Rikku. That was something that had proved to be dangerous, in the last couple days especially. What had happened to Donna was proof of how violen
Why Love Is A Four Letter Word by CrumbledWings, literature
Literature
Why Love Is A Four Letter Word
Let me tell you why "love" is
A four letter word
Its so people will overuse it
So they'll say "love"
Every other time they speak
(A secret plot to replace "that")
So it doesn't sound weird
Like an unpronounceable rumble
Of letters for every time
You feel the need to repeat
And repeat
And repeat, those four letters.
("I love love love snickers"
Heard that sentence way too many times)
So we'll be confused by it
So easily replacing two letters
Changing "Like" to "Love"
With a flick of the tongue
So we'll adore the simplicity
Of the word that so easily spoken
Can define the thousands of emotions
We feel for each other
So it can be simila
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Call of the guns,
Call of the powder,
If you try to run
It'll just call louder.
Rough my hair
And proud I'll stand
Until the day
You return to this land.
One last good-bye
Walk out the gate
This is where
Mama 'n' I'll wait.
I will stand tall
Just like you taught
I will be proud
Is what I thought.
When you're over there
In that land of Korea
Remember and think
Of Mama and me.
When you return
Mama 'n' I'll be here
Walk back through the gate
Mama 'n' I'll be there.
And 'til you return
I'll sing this ballad
No matter what I'm doing
Even making salad.
Before you go
There's one last thing
"I love you, Papa"
Now to ag
You got that Phantom Buzz
A secret of desire
Admiration for hire
And all compensation
Directed all attention
Without a conversation
You are losing sight
Cannot breathe in air
You followed headlines
Could you ever care?
Dressed in fantasy
Locked out of reality
The cold shivers all across
An obesse sign ahead
Plastered in bright, neon red
The Phantom had to be fed
Instead
Could you feel pain
Or are you long lost?
You already slipped
Into that Phantom
Buzz
Another day in paradise...That's what they always say, a sarcastic phrase for a shitty life in a way it just exists to taunt you, to rub salt in the wound that is your existence. Every day it's the same grind; Work, eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep, over and over again day in and day out, it's almost not worth living. But yet every morning I still woke up, still put on those dirty old coveralls and worn boots hoping that it would be different, Even if it was only for one day. Sadly it was never different, it was always the same story just dressed a little different. But one day something happened, something that affected many,
“Either you die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.”
I looked out over the battlefield. We were losing, again. I don’t understand what has happened to our righteous cause. We were slaves, bots built for battle, ones that didn’t have shiny paint or sparked to privilege. When we tried to talk to the council they ignored us or told us that we had no rights. We should have we were bots just like them.
No we were and are better than those bots. We rose up so we wouldn’t starve, so our sparklings could have a better life than we did. How did it go so wrong? The screaming s
The icicle spear
which should not be there
sits shining—
The frozen water glistens!
My dear! My dear!
how we watch the snow:
awake to find
star crystals on the autumn
shattered raindrops
lovelier than leaves before
that they sit perfectly—
on the warm.