Some Poems That I Wrote Property Of @sweetchildcloud !!!

Some poems that I wrote property of @sweetchildcloud !!!

WARNING CONTAINS:BLOOD,ANGST,VENT,DEATH apart for the 4° one

1°:

REGRET:

"I remember the moment I met you, you were there with the sun kissing your hazel hair, you were so vulnerable too, I don't know why I didn't intervene maybe because I was entranced by your beauty or because I hadn't noticed but now that you're sleeping holding in your hand the first gift I gave you on your birthday, you had such a big smile that made me feel insecure, I wanted to smile like you, I felt safe with you, you made the problems disappear for me I had

Now that I hear it, I feel selfish

If only I hadn't opened my mouth, if only I wouldn't have let you go, if only I'd told you how I felt, how sorry I was

Now I'm talking to a lifeless you devoid of that smile you had, I'm sorry I should have known that you were like me, that you felt the same about me, but I didn't understand it and now you're gone forever and I will forever remain with this remorse and with the only memory of you I remember the moment I met you, you were there with the sun kissing your hazel hair."

2°:

A CALMING CALL

Time passes

Life is short

It seems to me yesterday that we ran in the white meadows of the farm free as the wind, we laughed, with open arms to capture the something non-existent but that for us was there that only we could see, we didn't care the time that passed or our mother calling us for dinner and I was late making her angry

but she certainly couldn't see you, because of her you had gone away on that rainy day carried away by the voices you told me you heard every day but that I didn't hear I only heard our mother screaming your name in despair but you went into that thick forest bewitched by the voices, now that I'm in our little meadow no longer white I hear them, sister, the voices.. they are calling me they are docile like mothers who call their children but I also hear like another voice.. it's sad.. she's calling me...no no I can't I have to follow them and see you again like the last time you went into that dense forest

I feel it and like a cold hand that welcomes you after all the journey you've been on, was it like that for you too, my little sister? Is that why you never turn to look at me? I understand you I'm tired, I'm getting closer and closer, that sad voice is gone, silence, a pure silence of welcome .. now I see you .. you are lying in our no longer white meadow where we ran free like the wind

3°:

A FOX TO A RABBIT or SOFT BITE

This starry night is like the sky in your eyes, why don't you look at me? why don't you answer me? you are angry? is it because I bit you? even though I apologized? I smell blood and I'm scared, I'm scared I lost you forever, please look at me and jump away like always and I run after you to play but you're scared and ask for help but I don't understand I just wanted to play, it was my mistake I didn't want to feel the sharp canines, my mouth drooling and the instinct ... oh how can I not forget it :"kill, kill it" it whispered all over my body and I suddenly became hungry and began to increase the speed of my paws on the soft wet dirt and like a second I was suddenly with a starry night like the sky in your eyes

4°:

FRIENDLY SNOW

Oh how white you are, you are so simple and yet you fascinate so many people, children who play snow angels and in the meantime you make jokes by taking their colored hats and hiding them inside you that soft you where the animals hide and perhaps seeing those clothes so little ones they take them and wear them because even if you are so soft you are certainly not hot but cold as ice but you are also very weak in fact you can melt and destroy a child's dream in the form of a little house but after your departure you leave the place for your sister spring who consoles the crying child with her scents of flowers and newly blooming buds that will sparkle under the summer sunlight

5°{this is self insert}

I DESPISE YOU. YET I LET YOU LIVE

It's not you, it's not you, it's not you that smiley person who has a normal life, I hate you, I hate you so much, you lie everyday with that fake smile, I know it, oh god I know, I stare at you every day, every moment, when you hurt yourself, when you cry, why do you do this? why do you leave people who talk to you in that rude, cruel way, but you smile, they beat you, they bully you, but you smile with that fake smile but you are like me sad alone, full of hate that you don't pour on anyone but only on yourself and for that I hate you, I hate you so much I want to choke you and end this farce you call life

Pls pls fo go check them out

May I ask for a request for spike x reader?! Reader is quite a soft person by nature & tends to wear their heart on their sleeve but most of their life was surrounded by people who saw such traits as a weakness. They feel no one truly understands them and feels a bit out of place, so they tend to daydream a lot. But Spike, despite being a rugged bounty hunter, ends up loving those very traits about them 🙏🥺

A Dreamer's Doo-Wop (Spike Spiegel x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼! 𝗶 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 (𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗶 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗢𝗟) 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱!!! 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀! 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

It’s not unusual to find you here.

  It’s a seat in a corner, by a window. The big window, as you and Ed (and now the entire crew), have taken to calling it. For the longest time when it was just him and Jet and their empty pockets, this seat went unnoticed. Forgotten about. Gathering and gathering dust and cobwebs and all sorts of lonely things like it just never existed. And then things happened, and suddenly one day after a trip to Europa- there’s you. And now, there’s you in your favorite spot. The seat by the window. No more dust. No more cobwebs. He used to think of it as lonely. But now when he sees it? 

  He calls it home.

  Of course, he doesn’t use it as often as you do now that you’ve joined the crew. Everyone who calls the Bebop home has spent a moment or two sitting in that special place of yours- but it’s still yours. It’s always going to be yours. So it’s not unusual to find you there. Sitting in it comfortably for hours and hours to no end. It’s not unusual to find you like this at all. 

  Starring outside the window, gazing at the stars. A blanket you took from home draped over your legs and a few pillows you bought from a market on Mars a little after you joined the crew. You’re thinking about something. It’s written all over your face, even though you have it half turned away from him. Still, he can tell. After all this time living with you, he knows. One hand on your chin, supporting your head as your distracted eyes look at all the world has to offer you. The other hand, down by your waist- absently stroking a sleeping Ein’s fur as the dog curls up in your lap without a care in the world. He sees it too clearly. There’s something on your mind. 

And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to find out what. 

  “Hey,” Spikes murmurs quietly, trying not to break the peaceful atmosphere you created for yourself. He stands right by the entrance to this room, leaning against the wall to give you all the space you needed before he draws closer to you. But perhaps, it was too quiet of an attempt. You make no move to show that you heard his voice. Your fingers never stop making their way through Ein’s fur for a moment. Nor does your mind ever seem to have stopped moving to register his words. You’re off in your own little world. Distracted, as usual. But that won’t stop him from trying to find you- where you drifted off to this time.“You there, sweetheart?”

  Sweetheart.

  It wasn’t supposed to happen. In fact, he had been trying to keep that from happening for so, so long. And yet, the nickname slips out so easily. Almost as if it was second nature. But again, you don’t seem to hear a word that had been said to you. You just don’t.

  Still, that does little to stop Spike’s cheeks from growing warm and his overall embarrassment from that small moment of no composure. His saving grace is that you’re still looking at the stars. Still stroking Ein’s fur. Still off in your own world. He could only imagine your reaction to something so bold coming from him. You wouldn’t have been able to handle hearing something so intimate. Hell, you’re hardly able to handle a compliment from anyone on the crew- especially from him. But maybe that’s why he can’t help but call you sweetheart in his head whenever he looks at you. 

  Maybe that’s why he couldn’t help but call you that out loud too.

  Out of the corner of his eye, something shifts. For once, he decides to take his eyes off of your face to follow the movement that his mind only vaguely registered. Luckily, he doesn’t have to shift his gaze far. In an instant, he’s able to tell that his eyes caught on Ein moving around in your lap. He was freshly woken up from slumber- his look complete with a silent yawn and a sleepy gaze that peered out at Spike and stared deep into his soul. 

  And like any normal person, he stares back at the mutt, giving it the glare he could muster. And hoping that this will be the day the stupid dog finally takes the hint. Spoiler alert: he doesn’t.

  Instead, the dog just continues to look and look and look at him. With that stupidly annoying cute little doggy face of his- Spike doesn’t blame him for staying put. Even though Ein is now fully awake, your fingers never stop running themselves through his fur in that steady, constant motion of yours. Your eyes are still looking out. Your gaze is still far away. But Ein makes no move to get off your lap. He makes no move to give you space. No move to give your hand a break. No move to stop selfishly taking up your precious time and energy when you should be spending it on-

  Okay, no. 

  Spike isn’t jealous of a dog.

   He’s not. He can’t be. But just because he’s not jealous of the dog doesn’t mean he can’t acknowledge when something is unfair. For example, Ein taking all your time is unfair. It leaves you very little time for yourself, in Spike’s opinion. Or Ein always wanting to lay near or on you is completely unfair too. How are you ever supposed to be alone like that? How are you ever supposed to sit down and be comfortable with a tiny, four-legged, foul-breathed space heater that is always trying to be in your space-

  He pauses his thoughts for a second. For two. For three. Perhaps four. And then, he sighs.

  “What the hell is wrong with me?” He can’t help but mutter under his breath with a shake of his head. A thought he doesn’t mind sharing with the near-empty room- even if you’re not even present enough in the moment to hear him. Because he’s not looking for an answer or a response. He’s not even looking for acknowledgment. Because at the end of the day- he’s far too busy for something of the sort. “See what you do to me, sweetheart?”

  He’s far too busy, looking at you.

  You’ve barely moved an inch and yet you’ve captured all his attention. You haven’t said a word, yet his ears are tuned in to hear you and you alone. Before meeting you, he didn’t he would ever fall in love again. Before meeting you, he didn’t think he was even capable of falling in love ever again. But things change. Things change, and now there you are- looking out that stupid window, while petting that stupid dog and sitting in that stupid seat in the corner as your mind swirls around with those big, beautiful thoughts he knows you’re having at this moment and somehow he’s still standing here in complete silence watching you. Somehow he’s still hoping for the chance that you’ll notice him competing for your attention. Waiting to meet your eyes. Waiting to hear your voice. To see your smile.

  Somehow, he’s in love. 

  He didn’t think it was possible. Completely, wholly, fully in love. With a person so soft and so sweet he drives him insane. Because you’re so different from him. The type of different that makes it hard for him to think around you. The type of different that makes it so that all he can think about is you. You’re not like the people he meets in this world. You’re not like any of them. And he knows that people like you are the first to get hurt. The first to get their hopes dashed. Their dreams ruined. Their lives stolen.

  But he also knows that it’s getting increasingly hard to think about living in a world without you in it. So hard, that he swears he’ll do everything in his power to make sure it doesn’t happen. That it never happens. Never. Even if means he has to survive a universe where all you do is look out at the stars and think. Even if means he has to learn how to thrive in a world where all he can do is watch you from afar.

  And think about what it would be like if he just had you.

  So he’ll admit it. He’s jealous of the dog. So, so jealous. He is. He’s jealous of the dog, and deep down inside of him, he knows it’s stupid. He knows it’s dumb. But he can’t help it. He just can’t help but fall victim to that feeling. He’s jealous of the dog. He’s jealous of Ein. Just like he’s jealous of that little seat in the corner that you built up for yourself. It’s a place you find so safe. So wrapped up and warm. It’s a place that makes you happy- he can’t help but wish it were him. He’s jealous of the stars outside the window. How they capture and keep your gaze for hours upon hours. Showing you a beauty he’s not sure he could ever give you. Not while his hands are still stained in blood, at least. But most of all?

  He’s jealous of all the thoughts swirling around your head. So, so jealous. 

  So he hopes for your sake, they’re beautiful. Things that are more beautiful than the stars. Things that are softer than the clouds. Things that are somehow sweeter than you. And he hopes for his sake?

  That your thoughts find a way to include him too.

FUCK YEAH HONEYMOON WITH MY BBY

Can I request a Wolfwood w/ his s/o in their honeymoon plz? 👀

‘Honeymoon in the Dunes’

Wolfwood x G/N!Reader

[warning: mentions of sex nothing explicit]

[•] Wolfwood and You, would have the best time on your honeymoon. going places you’ve never seen before traveling across No Man’s Land. Being able to spend time with your husband. ah, even though you dreams of Sandy beaches and crystal blue water beach resort.

[•] Mr/Mrs Wolfwood, had a nice ring too it? You two would always playfully tease each other calling eachother that. But usually that playful teasing you’d do would end up with you naked in a bed. oh, the sex. wolfwood is a god at it and you think he’s lying when he’s said he’s never done it before. man will have you begging for more everytime he’s finished with you.

[•] you absolutely loved visiting the hopeland orphanage, seeing all those kids who needed a home. you wanted to adopt them all and take them home. that was when you and wolfwood talked about either adopting or having kids of your own. but only when wolfwood decided that it was time to put up the cross. which of course he needed time to think about.

[•] oh, also you were building sandcastles in the sand and you buried his ass in sand. you were a chaos incarnate and he loved that about you. that’s why he fell in love with you so quickly how mischievous you could be.

[•] also, while on your honeymoon a couple of bandits decided it was a great time to rampage through the town you two were staying in for your honeymoon. and of course the two of you took them out.

[•] your honeymoon with wolfwood wasn’t perfect and didn’t go as plan. but was absolutely worth it spending time with the love of your life.

(Masterlist)

I’ll Take Care Of You

“It’s rotten work.”

“Not to me. Not if it’s you.”

My Vash/Reader sickfic that I’ve been promising! I’ve been dinking around trying to get it to a place I like and I like it now, so time to post! Read on AO3 here!

Vash/Reader, 3,700+ words, GN!Reader, sickfic, sick reader, comfort, worried vash, non-sexual nudity, cuddling, sharing warmth, emeto/vomit warning

It’s strange, when you’re feeling unwell, how easy it is for the tiniest things to set you off.

There are plenty of day to day irritants in life, especially living on a desolate sand ball like No Man’s Land. For the most part you’d learned to take many of them in stride, laughing when you could, letting the emotions roll over you like a wave when you couldn’t until they receded softly back into the recesses of your mind and you could once again roll over and face the day ahead. It helped to have good company, and despite the crowded dune-crawler and the constant driving it entailed, you usually found somewhere amidst the chaos to enjoy yourself.

Not today.

You already hadn’t felt well leaving the previous town, head and stomach swimming too much to risk eating more than some dry crackers and lukewarm canteen water, and even that made your innards pitch and roil dangerously. The car was constantly shifting, massive tires ping-ponging the entire chassis back and forth whenever you climbed over a particularly rocky bit of terrain and doing absolutely nothing to soothe the vertigo pooling in the bottom of your brain. It was too hot, too cramped, and worst of all?

Too. Damn. Loud.

Continua a leggere

Me with my depression watching a more fucked up,sad,angst,sad version of my favourite series that I find comfortable but hurts me and crash my heart in the end but still keep watching it because I like the feeling so the cicle never ends

Modern!Trigun au plot/ideas

Mine do not steal! @sweetchildcloud property!

It all started when I was drawing my sona with their child that they had with wolfwood, clover

WARNING SAD/DEATH HEAD!

Von(my sona) is pregnant and struggles to give birth to their child,it all happened in their house in wich Wolfwood called Vash for help, yes Vash can go in house and help in labour on requesta, and so they are there in assistance. The child is soon born, however, Von was down with an high fever in wich it didn't help the situation but at least they can hold the child and comment on it before slowly succumbing to the complications of labor, causing Wolfwood and Vash to become hysterical over the matter

So they vow to care for the child as Von would have wanted it.

(I know it sad I'm sorry)

This is just a sketch comic of their first Halloween

Also in my modern!trigun au

Vash is a doctor,nurse,even surgeon, he participate in donating,helping poors

Wolfwood is a professor/kindergarten teacher along Livio (so taht they can keep an eye on Clover too)

Robert is a bartender

Milly and Meryl are the maid of Robertos cafe/bar

Knives was a criminal now released

In my au plants still live but added in human society and sometimes some of them go in special places to donate energy to the city

But still there still hate for them

Humans think that vash is doing this for attention,that he is a plant that he thinks that he is better than humans

knives hates humans but helps in any way pants childrens or half and half children but he despise adults

infact he once killed some criminals humans got arrested and now he is relesaed,he can create knives out of him,he will not kill anymore but will punch,battle,infact he gets in many bar fights for his past but he doesnt care,he always wins

"gotta show what a strong plant do when is pushed too much" knives

Vash:

°here vash its called vash the sugar coated

°Hes a psychologist,surgeon,pediatrician basically the health care of the city,there are many others but since he lived more than humans he know how to act

°Hes a good soul,helping the poor,participant in manifestations,helping the weak,teaching his job or things about bullism,sex education,helping others at schools

°When Vash gives birth to a baby(helps the mother), he begins to cry like a fountain as if to say: "He's alive, he was born thanks to me, I helped him" and then he congratulates the baby's mother

°then during the birth she says words of encouragement such as: "you are doing great" "a little more" "breathe everything is fine, you are doing a great job"

°He starts crying when he hears the baby crying he gets emotional because hell he just helped a woman giving birth to a new life thanks to him

°*cash hold the baby snuggling it*

"Mr.Vash can I hold my baby now?"

*sniff* "oh..yeah srry"

Knives:

°Here knives is a tsundere,hes not evil like in the original anime but still a hot headed guy,rebellious,violent,it will take time for him too get attached to someone,he and his brother losted Rem because of humans in a revolution against plants in the..80? Well heck they watched Rem being assassinated by humans because she was protecting some specimens

°He was an assassin who in the end killed his boss without anybody noticing

Wich brought us in the present where he was arrested for killing some human criminals

°Poor bean he just wanted the best for his brother so he started killing for him but Vash didn't want that,he kept telling him that not all humans are bad that there will be people like Rem but Knives doesn't believe him:"how..how can u say something like that.. they call us monster when ..WHEN THEY TOOK AWAY REM! SHE BEGGED THEM TO STOP BUT..THEY ARE THE MONSTERS VASH! I WILL KILL THEM ALL!" Wich he did in that time,he was full of hatred,despair so much that Vash didn't know what to do but he always stick with him,they were the only family he had left but one day Vash was kidnapped by some men and solded him by a woman who teached him about being kind,helping others,then he found out his passion for animals, the woman was a veterinary so she had a big garden full of flowers and animals that roamed freely, this in the 1870

Knives on the other hand was took under military action,tortured and all that,thinking that is bro was dead

Vash was devastated when the woman died at aged 100,it felt like a second rem for him,he started writing at knives that was what made Knives changed from killing criminals, now he lives with his bro in the old woman house both happy and all but knives is afraid to tell his brother what he had done in the past,he doesn't regret it but he's afraid of his brother judgement

But the thing knives doesn't know is that he knew about is brother past because the woman for searching for him to reunited with his brother infact she has filed about him and all that

"Its sad to see a family being torned so abruptly and fast, I will do everything I can to help your brother, vash,I know your brother feeling, I despise humanity too they took away my husband and son,my whole family for being Jewish, I managed to escape but..nevertheless I kept living enjoy life,helping others do that they don't feel like us

Listen sweetheart want a cup of tea? I will brew some"

°Also knives tries to be better,he still doesn't like humans but doesn't kill them at least,he has many panick attacks due to his other him tell him that he cang change that his brother will hate him and all that

Vash will help him,holding his face in his hands telling him to breathe to do not listen to it,do look at his brother

This is all hope u had fun reading it