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Table of homeAt the table of home, looking through the windows, there are many things that can be seen.
Looking through this end of view, the view of another world lies through the end of my feet.
Looking through the ends of the skys, the lightning crashes down day by day throughout my feet.
At the table of home, looking through the windows, I can see the reflection in my heart, in what
it will soon be at some point in time.
At this table of home, looking at the sky, there presumably seems to be prayers and hopes around
that many new things can sometimes come around throughout this world.
Even if it's family, the world against me, or any other situation, I am always at my own feet alone
to look out for myself and make myself neutural to society.
Even if it's the will of moral and unmoral, there always becomes a life on the other side of the world
that could be awaiting me sometime in the future.
Someplace, that will eventually, be called in time, the table of home.
Every ends...With every end that must meet, some things must go.
Within every end that must meet, some things that we once favored disappear.
Within every end that must meet, there is likely no choice but to let it go.
Within every end, many things have to end in the long run.
With every end I see, many times, the world of mine flips upside down.
Within the ends that meet, many times, many things must be broken.
Within our ends that must meet, there are many times, that this end must
Within our own bounds, our hearts were shattered, during this end
Either way, every end that must meet, many things are expected to happen.
Many ways in every ends, death, depression, sorrow, sadness, hatred, happens
in many ways and has many ends to what will happen if they occur.
Within every end of my visually impaired eyes, every end that must meet must
be made by me, even if I must work alone.
Within this end, I met within outside ends throughout this tormenting past,
new people, in very fictional
Starless lightsLooking through the light sky with fireworks burning through the darkness, the light that
was seen was blasting through like time seven years ago.
Light like a crab, burning like a flame shield, we took the heat, and we lit the fire in us
burning the fireworks lighting the starless sky into a sky of holy light.
With few birds flying through the dark sky, and small spiders hiding in their webs through
the darkness, the lightning shots in the sky made the forest glow light.
With birds flying throughout time in the sky, the sky grows darker and lighter the further
But as dark as a ghost town gets, the dark depths of the dead towns ceases to show very little
remorse for those who are left.
But in the storm of lights, the light brings ends that determine fate throughout.
Rather than hearing red sirens and alarms going off, I'd rather hear the blasts of fireworks
that sound like blasts of a cannon's destruction.
Rather than seeing a shadow of my doubt from seven years ago, I'd rathe
Time's end and willIn the hardest ends of life, the light of hope will be for the ones who need it in the
hardest ends of time.
In the ends of life and time, there are many good endings, sad endings, and bad endings
In the ends of life and time, some bad ends like "It didn't end well" happen throughout
the ends of time.
In the ends of life and time, everything is limited, and the clocks continue to click
Throughout time's end, those who are strictly close to you will support you in the long run.
Through time's end, those who know your pain will help you answer your prayers.
Throughout time's will and end, those who believe in you will both support you and answer
any prayer you have for them.
Throughout time's end, everything that the heart owns can have sorrow into it.
Throughout time's end and will, some will be your friend in the long run.
Throughout time's end and will, some will help you in the serious tragic events in life.
Throughout time's end and will, Death's toll on a frien
River of Lethe's poisonWithin the dark roads that ended once in pain and endless fighting,
There was a river that came to a end filled with a healing power.
To make the mind completely void, and erase the nightmares of the past.
To fight through the pain that was there for seven years, it would be one stop to
Fighting through to the dark ends, risking the consequence to forget all and make the
mind void, take the trip through the underworld, and forget the cries that were made.
The pain you once had.
The scars that had haunted you for all eternity.
The hate you had become in life.
But can this river save your depressed life?
Looking under to take this poison, taking it inside, there is a realization that the fate
remains unknown about it.
Taking the trip across the river of forgetting and forgiving, there's a mercy that is given.
Taking the trip across this river, this river was where the weak went, where they could never
remember a single thing.
Taking a trip throughout this river, this river
Goddess Maria bio cardName: Goddess "Roseful" Maria
Title name: Goddess Maria
Immortal Goddess of the Sages
Real name: Maria Rose Melita
Allies: The Sages
Enemies: All who corrupt and defile the land, and commit sin such as those who ressurect
beings to life.
Description based reference:
Wears helm?: No
Hair type: Elven like hair (Light Yellow color)
Wears cloak?: Yes, Inside color is light purple, outside is dark purple with red
tassels (See reference sheet)
Wears armor?: Yes
Weapon user?: Yes.
Type of Weapon?: Sword, black sword that emits darkness.
Eye color: White
Magical user?: Yes, uses all of the possible magic in every world, her power is so strong
that it surpasses the Sages combined. Master of all magic in every country.
Bio: A goddess who created Faeratos Dungeon and city, she watches over the people and
punishes those who defile the land and commit sins such as resurrections. Her power is very
strong as she can destroy protection barriers, create them, and even preve
Rain of hope and lightIt is painful, to lose the lives of many, and the friendship of the dearly
It looks like... There would be something horrifying to happen in front of
It looks to be, something from looking into the horrifying pain of a
thousand knives and sharp objects, scattered into the open air.
It's as sad as, drowning your eyes in painful tears you can't hold back.
It starts to look like, one year later, to see the light that beams
forward, and see a rain of hope heal the victims who knew pain and
It felt like much, to know more, in a line of duty
To care for those who need help when necessary
To seek the truth that lies within it's boundaries
And to give the needed hope to those who need that hope.
It starts to look like, if you look for the rain of hope and light, then
you can seek the answers you need and get the courage you need.
It then, sooner or later, knowing that we walked a path of pain and
nightmares months and years ago,
We look to see when we get to the t
Fountain of HopeIn a fountain of hope and healing, hear the words:
Come closer to the fountain and let it heal the pain that you have
From the fountain of cherishment, let the pain be purged from all ends.
From the fountain of hope, hear the words:
There is hope, that if you fail one time in life, you can learn from the mistake you made.
From the moment of happiness, there is always a gift of hope to support those who need it.
With a moment of devotion and life, there are the words:
There is care, and a soul in the world that has devotion.
Within the life force that is in reality, there is a future, that everyone has.
In a fountain of hope, there is words:
Even if you pass by a opportunity, there is another chance you can get it back sooner or later.
Even if all hope is lost for you, there is still a hand to hold in even the darkest times.
In a fountain of happiness, there are words:
If there is something you can look into, it is devotion and hope.
If it's a thing that makes you devoted and happy, it
Light or Dark stones
A roseful crystal catching the look of a visually impaired eye catches the inspiration of hope and happiness.
A crystal that is roseful and beautiful, has a sharp tip like a tower, and a beautiful light pink color for a clear sign of happiness.
A lost moment of happiness remains in this roseful crystal, that brings moments of memories and good endings that happened.
Spiritual and beautiful, the roseful crystal appears to have a natural design of beauty and light through it.
A lost roseful crystal in the eyes of the visually impaired and a lost roseful onyx in the eye of a visually impaired...
Which side is taken? Light or dark?
Happiness and good, or Chaos and hate?
A lost dark onyx with dark feeling and bad ends to those who bear as if they were cursed.
A dark onyx which brings the bad endings from 7 years ago? Or a lost roseful crystal that brings happiness, hope, and good endings from the past 7 years back?
Love, life, and hope from the roseful crystal, or Darkness, Hate, and Chaos
Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
Knowledge is Power (request)
Terrance was your massive, self-secluded bookworm. Every and any book you've heard or read yourself, he's read it twelve times over. His thirst for fantasies, immerse worlds and, more importantly, his will to learn showed no signs of stopping.
He was at the library on a fine Tuesday afternoon, checking out a stack of freshly pressed, and new books that the library had just gotten in. He slowly made his way towards the counter as if he were holding a glassful of water, trying not to spill a drop. At last, he heaved the stack of books onto the counter top with a loud enough thud to create a bit of shock through content readers.
"Welcome back, Terrance." The librarian said with a smile, since he was a well known regular.
"Hiya, Jillian." He replied with a slight sigh.
"I see you caught wind of the new releases we'd just gotten."
"Oh, you know me!"
She chuckled, "Let me go ahead and punch in some cards for these books right quick; they're still fairly new, after a
Prussia X Reader : Romeo and Cinderella
This could possibly, slightly be suggestive. Just a quick warning, my friend.
Please don't let our love turn out into a tragedy like it was for Juliet.
Take me away into your arms. It's all I ask of you.
You sat on your bed in the dark, talking on the phone to your long-time, boyfriend Gilbert. Gilbert Beilschmit. He was one of the few people you could trust in this lonely world of yours. You often felt trapped and confined no matter where you were. Unless it was in his presence; then you felt that you could fly to the moon if you chose.
I say goodnight to both my father and my mother.
I hope they'll be able to dream of one another.
I think its time for all the grown ups to go to bed.
"So, what time is it, exactly?" Gilbert asked. "My phone screen refuses to turn on for whatever reason."
You laughed. "Its midnight. Are you ready?"
You could practically hear him smirking. "Let's do this." And with that, you zipped up the jacket you had been wearing, and snuck downstairs, past your
.: Reader x John: 'Romance' :.Time: 6:37 P.M
tick, tock, tick, tock...
You name is ___ ___, and you wait in your living room lazily, dressed up with what feels like no place to go.
Your long time flush-crush, and now boyfriend, John Egbert, has finally accepted your romantic feels.
In return, he promised to give you 'romance'.
tick, tock, tick, tock...
You had no idea what that meant, but he said he'd pick you up around 7 p.m this evening.
So here you are.
tick, tock, tick, tock,
dicktick, tock ti-
You nearly jumped out of your seat.
Loud noise when everything was quiet.
Regardless, you stood up and pressed down on your clothes to attempt to remove the wrinkles you indirectly added.
Putting on a nice smile, you eagerly walked to your front door and saw John.
He was wearing his normal clothes and here you are, fancy.
You did a half deadpan as he was grinning at you.
"Hey ___! Wow, you look nice~!"
"Uh... thanks..." you sputtere
Mallory the MouthA young woman walked along by herself on the beach of a small, tropical island. She had just awoken and was leaving a large ship behind her. It had been quite a trip, and she had lost her only companion, and yet not a sad thought raced through her mind…
Quite definitely alone on the sunny beach, she happily glugged at a large jug of rum and smacked her exposed stomach as it filled with the drink. Even before she had taken her first sip that day, her girth was round and large. She herself was a bit plump, but her belly seemed particularly bloated.
It was quite clear that she had been wearing these same clothes for a while; outside of the colours fading, her brown pants were split down the side, and her belly spilled out completely under her red and white shirt. Even her generous breasts seemed like they were wiggling for freedom from the tight top; she’d obviously put these on at a time when she was a tad thinner. Even the bandana holding her dirty blonde hair in place had f
Beatlemania (England x reader)Beatlemania
England x reader
"I can't believe they don't know who The Beatles are! and the only one who did know the band I was talking about had the nerve to call it their parents music. Wankers!" Arthur mumbles angrily to himself as he hurries down the hall to his locker. He had just finished his last class for the day, English. In that class they were told to bring in a song of their choice so they could do a literature analysis on it. Arthur himself chose his favorite Beatles song and typed up the lyrics and brought it in with him for the assignment only to find out that not many others brought in something for the class and barely anyone even knew who the Beatles were.
"And someone brought in a 'dubstep' song or whatever, how the hell are you suppose to make a literary analysis of that?! Theres no words in it!!" he grumbles to himself as he tosses his books in his bag. He sighs.
'I thought being a transfer student here would at least be somewhat entertai
ScotlandXchubby!reader: Will ye be my bonnie lass?ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS -3- except you...you belong to me...jk..jk... XD
I sat in a board trance listening to my geometry teacher blab on about triangles or something. I suddenly felt my butt buzz and I pulled my phone out to see that my Prussian friend texted me. "Come out by the boys locker room." It said
"Dude, that's all the way across campus, and the chub on my stomach proves I'm not a walker."
"I promise...you'll want to see this."
"I'll kill you if I don't like it."
"You will! Trust me!!"
"Alright, I'll be right there."
I put my phone away and raised my hand. "Excuse me sir...I feel like I'm going to throw up may I please go to the nurses office?" My teacher just nodded and I grabbed my bad and left.
"On my way." I texted Gilbert.
I'm a freshman at Gauken academy. My three best friends where Gilbert, Antonio and Francis, though they where all seniors. They've been my best friends ever since I was put in one of their science classes by mistake an
Eyeless Jack x Reader - Different Addiction.Jack sneered, slamming shut the freezer. He hoped by the time he ran out of the precious foods the media and cops would forget about him and his addiction to the organs. If they had the least bit of intelligence, people would be locked up tight in their homes with the police on speed dial and eight Life-Alerts around their necks. Grumbling he slipped on a pair of gloves and grabbed the slightly rusted scalpel and shoved it in his pocket before walking over to the high-tech, cordless radio he stole awhile ago. Flipping through random stations, he found one that seemed like a news channel a short time after.
"- This anonymous killer has been absent from the streets of (Hometown) for awhile now, but please be cautious when going out. Witnesses are saying this person looks to have on a blue mask covering his, and wearing all black. Saying that, please avoid going out outside at night, since it will be harder for a person to see them. Most schools are being shut down for the time being, als
Laura's too fat to Close the Coffee Shop"Hey, as long as you're swinging by there, think you could get me a multigrain bagel and a crème cheese?" Becky piped up as she reclined on the couch squeezed into her favorite pair of pajama pants, "I'll pay you back."
"God Beck, you have like the best job ever." Emily whined as she grabbed her keys, "If I had your job, surrounded by coffee and cheesecake and cookies and scones and muffins all day? I'd weigh twice as much as you."
"Gee thanks." Becky said flatly, "But we're only allowed to eat on break. Management gets kinda pissy if you eat anything on the clock. Even from the waste bin."
"Uh-huh, and how would you know that?"
"So that's a multigrain bagel with crème cheese."
The last customer of the day sashayed her way out the door, her ridiculously complicated order in hand. It hadn’t seemed to bother their most irritating customer of the day that it had taken the poor girls ten minutes to carry out her unceasing line of requests. Two
Lyneria's destructive fateYOU ROTTEN FATELESS COWARD!!!! Calclic said to Zerus, throwing a fireball at Zerus and beating him with his staff.
Do you know how much damage you have caused against my girl that I protected for the most of my life to make sure she gets
care, she gets training, and she gets what she must have to live?! And this power that you were given too, you better come up
with some answers or you'll being seeing yourself as a petrified statue in front of her own daughters and I'll have you incinerated!
Zerus is in the worse of his own life. After receiving power from Tara after the death of Mother, one of her guardians
Calclic, finds out and realizes that the body she lives in is in fact of a undead body. Troubled by the soul of Mother and by
the attacks that Calclic has made against him for the foolish mistakes, he sets and leaves to take his troubled path and find
Reiya to atone for the wrongs of the Konquestors battles, but now since Thayde and Lyneria have been destroyed in a full round
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