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Finally posting and not just reblogging today!!! I was working on some writing over March break, it's not fandom specific but I was definitely working on it with a character in mind for inspiration :)
Spent so much into editing that I hope I didn't overdo it or ruin it lol
Anyways here yalls go
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Last Dance
“Can I have this dance?”
An arm extended in request
Smile lightheartedly displayed upon his lips,
raising those filled-in cheeks.
My face softens in return
Naturally I’m drawn to him
I’ve only been waiting forever
I take his hand
He leads me into the twirling ensemble,
Men and women in their gowns and suits
Two young souls lost in a classical scene.
Right hand clasped to left hand,
A guiding arm swift around my waist,
My other raising to meet his shoulder.
He sways gently
And I lean into his rhythm.
I remember the first time.
Timid, we’d trip out of tempo
Slipping under a waltz has never felt so effortless.
Shuffling shoes,
Clicking heels,
Murmurs of the crowd
It all blends in, and I lose focus on
Everything
Except the virtuosic Vivaldi,
Melody of our fantasy
And the two of us
Ballet figures, spinning and spinning
Eternally in the music box
The floor clears
Piece ended
A space overcome with silence.
One pair continues on
And the people turn blankly,
Curious
Of the two
Still moving with prominent passion
Within the centre of the room
To the notes in their heads
And the contemporary beating of their hearts
I didn’t desire to miss a moment,
A glance
And when I catch his gaze it’s tender,
Already watching
With a soothing intensity
Something is there
Almost tangible
A fire untamed
While the wind fueling it is
Precise and purposeful
He holds on to me tighter
With greater swings
Our toes float above the surface
Each slide becomes a dive,
And with each step,
He reaches new heights
I follow with desperation.
The ceiling disappears
as we transcend it
And we’re dancing in the stars
The universe is weaving its thread
Heaven and earth puppeteers
They tug at his shoulders,
They jerk at my spine
But I’m still clutching his hands,
And he’s still grasping my heart.
My expression displays my anguish,
It’s hard to cling to
When his is only peace,
Serene, devoid of suffering,
Acceptance
So I breathe
Not daring to look away.
Wordlessly,
With solely our movement and our eyes to speak,
We know.
He’s uncertain,
I know
But I understand,
And he knows
This is our last dance.
I withhold my laments
He deserves to part
With the carving of my smile.
Our waltz slows
Gracefully, we’re revolving
Beneath the glow of the moon.
Has he always looked so beautiful?
Exchanging subtle “love you”s,
We gravitate to one closing kiss
His lips brushed softly, silky, faint,
Like butterfly wings
Just long enough for our breath to entangle
Wisps in the cool air.
A hand comes to cradle my cheek
And I lean into its delicacy, submit
To his comfort
Surrendering to the calm,
To the trust
Soaking in my only solace.
Eyes close in bliss.
I won’t ever forget a moment.
This pull grows lighter
And the warmth of his palm becomes a memory
He’s weightless and lifting
Whereas I fall into consciousness
Eyes flutter open
I find myself beneath the snugness of my sheets
But I’m cold,
Heavy,
And growing up
Is starting to feel just a bit
Lonely,
I’m empty.
Staring through the glass of my window
Up at the moon
My mind a gaping chasm
Searching futilely for significance.
Face turns damp with silent tears
For a reason unknown
I wish I could place what’s missing.
But all I’ve to do,
Is drift back asleep
And face
An absence of dream
(The end)
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And there we go! Hope you could make it through the whole thing, was meant to be a poem at first but ~grew~ from there.
Also, apologies for the sad feels. I can't help it. Muahaha.
The Conduit
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A gift.
A curse.
Flowing, in, out. In out. In out.
Power pulses through his veins
The veins of the descendant
He's been chosen
Chosen to wield their power
All has fallen upon him
Great expectations
Destiny is being fulfilled once more.
A gift.
He holds the world in his hands
Mind open to the gods
He sees the universe.
A curse.
He has to save them all, one noble hero
The cost of his control
He holds the world in his hands
But fate holds him in theirs.
There is no choice that can be made.
He is the conduit.
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Been thinking about ep. 20 of dr for the past while, and pretty much the rest of that entire season. But especially that bit in ep. 20.
Also getting ready for the next season to come out woohoo!!! 9 days!!!Gonna get Netflix again for it, and probably binge the whole series again while I'm at it...
For You
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Bleed me dry
If your petals have wilted
Tear the skin from my bones
If your scars could be mended
I am yours
To devour
To abuse
I bestow myself to you
You’ll refuse
In such perfect, but predicted nature
But I’ll insist
If one so divine as the angels above,
A deity told only in legacy
Must stand before me,
Cherish me,
Love me
Then I shall lay down my life
I shall sacrifice my soul
I give you everything
You’ve blessed me with entrance past the palisade
A trusting vulnerability, I see the misery and burdens beneath
For all of you
The least I can do
Is become your healing