ByakuRen“You wanted to see me, Kuchiki sir?” Renji walked into the 6th squad office hesitantly. There were still un-forgiven words from Rukia’s rescue, and he was always worried that any day, Byakuya would finish the duel from that day. Kuchiki Byakuya raised his icy gaze to his lieutenant, took in the near invisible fear that only he could see. It wasn’t just Renji who had learned to read his captain over the years, Byakuya as well learned more about Renji than anyone save his sister. “Sit down.” Renji felt a chill at his captain’s voice. He was never one to waste words, and the absence of pleasantries still left a gaping fear in his gut. “RenByakuRen
untitledYour pain and my sorrow warmly embraced in a cold night we hold on to each other our broken tattered wings like a rose that refuses to bloom bearing up in the shadow of worlds long fallen whisper my name and ill whisper yours shall we never part? or will we fade away like the full moon in the light of dawn disappear, slow, faint a shadow of remembrance will stay hanging in the daylit sky remind us of what was once shared scarred hearts in the night skyuntitled
Morning BrewI watched her moving around the room when I woke up. Putting stuff away, cleaning up the floor. She wasn't even completely dressed, a shirt, some panties... just kinda walking around like nothing had ever happened. I wasn't there, not really. There was no more holding now, no more touching, no more feeling, no more... no more. What was it? A comfortability that let her just get up and get going like it was an everyday thing? Was it an absolute apathy towards the whole situation? I could smell the brewing coffee in the kitchen, or what could be called a kitchen in such a small apartment as this. Did I even know where I was? Hell, I don't evenMorning Brew
Promises in Moonlight contnuedMaia was forcibly excused from the hallway, leaving a slightly vindicating scene of abject terror upon the girls' faces. Led to the office, or dragged as it were, she sat now in another, only slightly more comfortable chair. Her legs bunched up into her stomach against the arms of the chair, hugging her knees and her head buried into the whole mess much like an animal hiding in the wild. Her arms were wrapped surreptitiously around herself, hiding the stained shirt. When they had ripped off the other girl, her grip filled with such murderous intent, they had pulled open the still fresh scars from the night before. Even if she could hide themPromises in Moonlight contnued
City of Heroes. No, not THAT City of Heroes
lllllllllllooooooooooollllllllllll. i won't talk like that anymore, don't fret. but hey, you're not kidding, you haven't posted anything in a while, have you? well, nice work buddy. glad to know i'm not the only one.
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Breathe symphonies, c'mon sweet catastrophe...
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is a deviant since May 25, 2004, 12:01 AM
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
[link] - Tibetan culture and folklore blog.
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I am the puffbunny queen!!!
keep it up
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The arts are my life, a continuation of myself
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Always remember: you're unique, just like everybody else.
Much obliged.
And look, congrats on getting 300 pageviews.
Love and Luck,
Kat
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"Digital Killed the Traditionalist."
"Make Room for a Da Vinci"
"Make Cupcakes, Not War. You Live Longer and They Taste Better."
^_^v
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
[link] - Tibetan culture and folklore blog.
This is a miracle because I never read anything... o__0
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
[link] - Tibetan culture and folklore blog.
Thankees much for the watch ^-^
Just keep writing!! XD
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
[link] - Tibetan culture and folklore blog.
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