Kagai sits up, their room dark and dim. There is trash scattered everywhere and clothes are piled up on the floor. Kagai's eyes barely have a spark of life in them anymore, just a black pit of darkness with no stars afloat. Kagai struggles to grab their glasses from their messy nightstand, their hand reaching in the wrong spot. They eventually feel the familiar plastic rims of the glasses and the ...

Where there is light, there is always a shadow close behind

Where there is a white cat, there is always a black cat close behind

Where there is a murder, there is always a body

With every blood stain is a red pool

With every glimmering eye of magic is a curse behind the eyes of the witches and warlocks

The leaves fall in a flurry of orange, red, and yellow but their colors fade and they rot i...

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The next day, Asher walks into school, feeling hopeful that maybe school won't be so bad with this Uriel guy. Asher walks into the boys locker room, sitting his stuff in his locker. There are two other jocks in the locker room, glancing between Asher and themselves. They eventually turn and look at Asher fully. "Nice body for ...

Asher sits at his desk, tapping his pencil against the wooden surface of the desk. He has his head resting on his hand as he looks at the pencil's movements. The teacher's words are just a bunch of muffled sounds to Asher, as if his ears don't pick up sound. A girl named Eveyln turns to look at Asher, her hazel eyes slitting. "Can you stop that?" she rudely complains. Asher just looks back at h...

In a world full of roses be a beautiful bright blue planet

With strong winds and storms, seen through a telescope

Hydrogen, helium, and some methane too...

Its an ice giant

And it will give you chills, tearing you apart before you even reach its solid surface below

The Great Dark Spot, an transient anticyclone, will swallow you whole

Beware of planet neptune

But let your storm rage on

Be a...

(IK I HAVE USED THIS PROMPT 3 TIMES, I LOVE IT)

Handmade is my mind

My mind is badly made, scrambled

I'm always so anxious and hyper

Thats me

I'm creative and skilled

I'm beautiful

But I can be ugly

I worry too much

No one can see whats going on in my mind, behind my sparkling blue eyes and smile

Only I can

Only I can control it

I can't control it though

What are those complex emotion...

I look up at my popcorn textured ceiling, my lips parched and cracked. I'm too lazy to grab chapstick but I'm definitely not lazy for a glass of water. I sit up and get out of bed, walking to my door and turning the metal handle, the cold material hitting my hand. I look down the hallway. Its DARK...I hate the dark, I always have to have a night light, childish, yes, I know. Its not r...

Am I quiet? Or do you just never try to listen?

Am I dumb for asking if you even care?

I love you more than anything, sitting in the dark at the jump park, your ankle hurt

Your crying concerns me, so I hug you

The kids in the playground, mouths full of curse words, why do they know those words?

I cheer you up though

I always do, you always cheer me up, my moon

I hope you know that I care......

Those whos hearts are handmade, piece by piece, vein by vein

Built up of tissue and ventricles

Built up of love and respect

But some hearts are of tar

Black and cold

Unbeating and unsterile

Those with a heart of tar don't know the concept of "love"

Be humain not distained

Love will find your heart...

In a world full of roses, be a bone

Brittle and broken

Hard and healed

Behind the skin

Warm and red

Open and delicate

Rotting and fleshy...