He/Him | I have no idea what I’m doing | I usually write fanfiction so??? | Don’t expect anything great out of me | Here for the funsies, if people like my writing that’s cool too :)
He/Him | I have no idea what I’m doing | I usually write fanfiction so??? | Don’t expect anything great out of me | Here for the funsies, if people like my writing that’s cool too :)
With the night comes darkness, but also stars.
They shine bright, showing the way.
You’d think to trust them.
Do not.
They are liars.
Pretty little lies no one ever thinks twice about.
After all, how can something that gives you the path, every time without fail, ever be a liar?
That my friend, is the issue.
It may seem that they show you the way, but that is simply not true.
Have you not not...
Well, fuck.
This is decidedly not how Mave wanted his day to go. He could be at home, cuddling with Genesis. But alas, the world wouldn’t be right if it didnt screw him over.
So here he is, standing in front of hundreds. Thousands more are watching on screens at home. That’s were Mave like to be. At home. Y’know, comfy in bed with the love of his life.
Giving a world wide speech was not in his ...
Soren blinks slowly. He’s trying not to stare, but he can’t deny it. Calyx looks ethereal in this light. Behind them the lights from the patio cast a soft orange glow along their backs. In front of them the pale moonlight reflects off the lake.
God, he’s beautiful. Calyx is pretty in any lighting, any situation. He’s photogenic, but _fuck_. Soren hadn’t thought he could fall any deeper in love. Y...
“Jasper, please-“ Cyn begs.
They’ve been doing that for a while. Jasper hasn’t so much as spared them a glance. He has a lot on his mind, and other things to do. Giving Cyn attention isn’t exactly one of them.
He’s not on good terms with them, and he hasn’t been for a while. They’re angry at each other. No surprise there, Cyn has annoyed him and pissed him off since day one. Jasper isn’t sure w...
Mirrors are reflective. That’s a fact, everyone knows it. For it to not be true would be considered a lie. Something inaccurate. Something unproven because everyone sees themselves in a mirror.
Which is why as a child I stopped telling everyone I couldn’t.
I’m unsure as to why. I should be able to see myself. Everyone else can see _me_ in a mirror, yet I never show up to myself. Not right at lea...
Even the dead tell stories, they’d say.
It’d be wise to listen.
They tell you of all the things that go bump in the night.
Now the ghosts and ghouls may lie, but their lessons are invaluable .
If you pay attention you might just learn something new.
At least that’s what I’ve been told.
Not that anyone listens to _me._
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I’m just the guy that believes those legends.
I mean, why wouldn’t I?
The ...
It’s not that Soren hates baking, it’s just- Okay, he’s a liar, he despises baking. As in he would rather run three miles than ever willingly touch a baking sheet. Soren just doesn’t have the patience, not really. He’d rather _do_ something. Not sit and wait.
Yet here he is. Because the world would rather screw him over.
Who is he kidding, it’s for a good cause. Something he wants to support. He...
It’s snowing in the city. The roof tops and alleys are rain slicked and icy from the freeze. Jasper thuough? He’s used to it. It’s always cold in a city like this. The weathers just as bad as the people. Neither are particularly enjoyable.
There’s a scream a few blocks away. The sound echoes off the walls and into the dark sky above. The stars don’t shine through the clouds. But one could pretend...
My grandmother always told me…
She told me to be wary of what I didn’t understand.
Wary but open minded.
They don’t like the close minded she’d say.
I still don’t know who ‘they’ are.
(I think it’s whatever is in the garden, leaving those mushrooms in circles.
I’ve been told not to go near.)
I listen, because the lights outside during the night are too small to be natural.
I don’t trust it, bu...