Play List Version Two by stickninjasllama, literature
Literature
Play List Version Two
Playlist Version Two
1. Falling in Love by Falling Up
Her eyes shone a brilliant purple and her laugh sounded like the music of a thousand silver bells. He never knew why bells of silver were said to have the best sound. He only knew that her voice carried their tone and held his whole and complete attention. He could do nothing without her inside his head, echoing, glowing, breathing, living. She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was everything he could ever want. She was everything he did want. He wanted no one else.
And as he brought the painting to life with every stroke, he fell deeper and deeper into the canvas himself.
2. Grace b
Play List Version One by stickninjasllama, literature
Literature
Play List Version One
Playlist Version One
1. Here We Are by Breaking Benjamin
This was it. Finally, after all was done and finished. It was over. But somehow, it was still empty, hollow and burnt out. But why? I couldn't be sure. Here we were at the end of the journey, the battle won and the victory wholly ours. At what cost though? We could go home to those we had left in order to complete this quest but it just felt wrong. I just didn't feel it. Could we really go back after what we had done? All the blood split, our hands and clothes soak in it? We had won the day, the world. We were alive and complete. We could finally get a good night's sleep.
But r
Memoirs of an Immortal by stickninjasllama, literature
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Memoirs of an Immortal
Memoirs of an Immortal
He looked out at the people roaming the near empty streets from his place on the balcony and honestly wondered why they kept going. He knew the answer of course. Because they had no choice. Or better, because they chose to. They felt they had something to live for, something to gain.
They didn't. He knew this. It was the fate of all beings. The rule of life. To live, to die.
Yet that rule didn't apply to him. Yes, he lived, as he had lived for a few centuries now but that was all. Death never came knocking at his door. It never would. And so, he would live and keep on living in an endless loop.
Sig
A Christmas Treat - For Nuki by stickninjasllama, literature
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A Christmas Treat - For Nuki
A Christmas Treat
"This was a great idea, Moko-chan!" Sakura exclaimed as she hung tinsel by the window.
The tiny creature giggled mischievously. "Yuuko came up with the idea! She thought we could use some cheer." Mokona bounced up onto the girl's shoulder to tie a soft pink ribbon with bell onto her neck.
"Oh, thank you, Moko-chan! It's so cute. I have something for you too."
"Damned witch," Kurogane grumbled. "Probably made up this whole thing just to get more presents." He continued hanging garland and muttering more curses at one Time Witch.
"Aww, you're such a grouch, Kuro-grumpy!" scolded Fai from the fireplace. He was busy hanging
Spaz' B-Day - Ice Cream by stickninjasllama, literature
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Spaz' B-Day - Ice Cream
Ice Cream
Kurt wasn't sure how he got here. Okay, so he knew how he got here a quick trip in his car but it was the why part he didn't know. Why in the world would Sam Evans, new star quarterback for the McKinley High Titans, want to talk to him, Kurt Hummel, resident gay kid and fashionable soprano of New Directions. And all over ice cream, no less.
At the moment, however, there wasn't much in the way of conversation. Sam was scoffing down his chocolate but not in an undignified manner. Though he rushed to eat it wasn't messy or crude and didn't make him look like a pig. Unlike Finn.
Kurt rolled his eyes at himself and took
Jailbait - Happy B-day Clow by stickninjasllama, literature
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Jailbait - Happy B-day Clow
Jailbait
"Hmm "
"Hm."
"Ah-hmm "
"Un."
" "
Kurogane slammed the book he was reading down onto the table and growled at the man sitting across from him.
Fai simply continued to smile brightly, looking for the entire world as if he wasn't in a dark and dirty cell.
Narrowing his eyes, the brunet cautiously turned back to his reading.
He read no more than a word before a sickly sweet, "Kuro-pipi~" called his attention. Dropping his book, he glowered at the annoyance.
"For the last time," he hissed, barely containing his anger, "would you shut up?"
Fai seemed to consider that, pursing his lips and tapping his chin. Then a
My Favourite Things by stickninjasllama, literature
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My Favourite Things
The sound of rain as it pounds on the ground
The thicket and bushes where treasure is found
The power that the blazing fire brings
These are a few of my favourite things
The smell of old books stacked up high in the case
The rumble and tumble of thunder and base
The moonlit beams of a winter fresh spring
These are a few of my favourite things
Cheesecake and candy and the dark fall of night
Bright stars that twinkle in the brilliant twilight
Creatures that stir on their bug bat-like wings
These are a few of my favourite things
When spiders bite
When wasps sting
When I'm feeling sad
I simple remember my favourite things
And then
Satu's Gift - The Dead Prince by stickninjasllama, literature
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Satu's Gift - The Dead Prince
The Dead Prince
Yuui groaned as consciousness slowly came to him. His whole body ached, muscles knotted and bones sore. His head pounded and he couldn't think clearly. The last thing he remembered was a tall, dark man with a swishing cloak. Some kind of cruel weapon had been in his hands
"Are you awake then?"
The blond bolted upright then immediately collapsed onto his side again with a moan of pain. It seemed his body wasn't ready to get up just yet. Well, at least he could see what was around him. It wasn't much of a view, only a wooden wagon filled with hay. He guessed that he was in that wagon considering the angle and the fact t
Time floats on the endless wings of love, always moving on unfrozen
But then my heart is cold as ice, the thing it has chosen.
I was once felt alive, once I felt breath passing through my lungs.
Maybe it was all just a dark dream, right before she pulled the gun.
Aimed and fired as the crimson fire poured, as the lights began to dim.
Not a sound, not a note drifting to the ear as my smile became grim.
The walls so carefully placed around my heart crumbled to bitter dust,
Fell away to black nothingness, blowing away in the gust.
Not a speck of light left shining on my skin,
Not a speck of cheer here as I saw her grin.
I thought I cou