beauty
ˈbjuːti/
noun
1.
a combination of qualities, such as shape, colour, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, especially the sight.
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"what is truly beautiful,
i know not,
but i know what
i find beautiful."
#592 in chiCkLiT
BLOOM,
A collection of random poems and thoughts.
Bloom,
Among the wilted
Inspite of your feelings
Don't let it down
Just bow down
Bloom,
Wherever you are planted
Even when the snow's falling
Brace yourself
Be strong
Bloom,
Pushing yourself aside
Up to the expectations
Without a care
Oh don't you dare
To even defy
The rules that are played
Don't ask why
All you have to do is sway
To the melody that is played
Bewitching all the beauty
To fall apart
Oh my dear, just bloom.
Written in a narrative artistic prose on a rhyme scheme, this short story slightly resembles a murder mystery as a widow discovers a letter form her husband's killer whom attempts to justify the killing in psychological perspective.
❄️"It is clear to anyone that Dark Enchantress cookie has made a mistake by waging war with the cold Frost Kingdom. She was too foolish to realize she would lose..."❄️
❄️"yet again... what would she lose? Why would she lose?"❄️
❄️"maybe if she wasn't a homophobe... she would not have lost... them."❄️
(I do not own Cookie Run: Ovenbreak, or Cookie Run: Kingdom. None of this is canon to the story lines of Cookie Run: Ovenbreak, or Cookie Run: Kingdom!)
Raven is not your average 17 year old. What is it that sets her apart from everyone else, Other than her anti-social tendencies that is? Her secret. The real question is, will this secret be her savior, or her destroyer?
"𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵"
s.shinichiro x f!reader
➣short story
/tokyo revengers/
credit goes to ken wakui. tokyo revengers and its characters are not mine.
ⓒ-terrz -𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭
Fading Blossoms - unfolds a poignant love story between Jae-Ho and Hae-Won, two South Korean souls entwined beneath cherry blossoms. Forced apart by family secrets, their reunion years later at an airport reveals the irreversible toll of duty and time, leaving behind wilted petals of a love that once bloomed beautifully. A tale of fleeting encounters, heart-wrenching separation, and the lingering sadness of love lost to circumstances beyond their control.
"i walked through the halls this victorian dress itching my skin and squeezing my ribs feeling utter disgust when i look in the mirror , i hear my 'mother' call my name but chose to ignore it i wish i was pretty and smart echoed in my head after i heard the little girl say that , is that how i seem to other people , malnourished and depressed , a wilted rose"
Emilee can be found on Twitch at Wilted_Roses_Dreams, this is a series of random fanfics about them. Each chapter is a different story.
Emilee uses she/they/he pronouns so be aware that ill reder to her with different pronouns at times.
(cover was borrowed from here: https://www.pinterest.com/ram1523/lavender-lilacs/)
Wilted Lilacs, a short story about two old ladies and a colorful vase that connects them through their last few months together.
If you love romance,you are at the right place.This is a bitter love story.Twisted as it is,it can be painful and lovely at the same time.This is not just a love story,it explores new definitions of friendship,hatred,love and above all life!
I hope you will enjoy my work and please support me in this new endeavour