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Most great poems tell a story, Teach a lesson, Add something to the world That was always there But needed to be remembered. This isn’t a great poem. This is just the realisation That one day You let go of my hand. And never picked it up again.

"I can't sleep. The images won't go away." She hid her face against his neck, seeking refuge in the familiar softness of his scarf, enveloped in his comforting smell. The fear of losing loved ones always lurked in the cold corners of the Dark Order, clouding with darkness the heart of everyone that lived there. What was more frightening, however, was the ease with which the fear became reality, a part of everyday life. "Every time I close my eyes, I see their faces. I miss them." "We all miss them." A single emerald orb filled with empathy stared at her. "Take me somewhere far away." Without saying a word he took his hammer out of its hols

Don't leave.  Kagari x Reader (Contest Prize for ~SinnamonBby (https://www.deviantart.com/sinnamonbby)) As a dog of the police, no one gave a damn about his personal life. It didn’t matter if he had someone waiting at for him home, if there was a case to be solved it was his responsibility to work. Night after night, he worked late, often not getting home until one or two in the morning. Morning after morning, he got up at five thirty to go back to work, leaving someone behind sleeping in his bed. Day after day he worked, not even breaking for lunch, not seeing anyone other than his teammates, and feeling miserable because of it. It had been almost a month since he

“You’re up exceptionally early,” the calm and paced voice of the head of the Hyuuga clan called out behind you as you were knelt on the ground, “The flowers again?” You stopped tending to the garden for a moment to turn and face your new company – your husband, of course. “Good morning, Neji,” you cooed sweetly with a bright smile. Seeing your usual smile, he couldn't help but to share a smile of his own, gently stroking your hair down. “Good morning, (Name).” Looking past you, you could tell from his face that he was analyzing what you were doing. Knowing that he wouldn’t

2.Advent Present Shopping Yamada Hizashi x F!Reader ~°~°~°~°~ "What about these ear muffs with cat ears?" "He'll bury you alive." Hizashi turned to you with a frown, the mentioned ear muffs still in his hands. You had already turned away scrutinizing the other hats and scarfs with a skeptical expression on your face. "This would be kind of extreme, even for Shouta," Hizashi replied. "And also, he likes cats. So, why shouldn't he like cat-themed stuff?" "You're doing this on purpose, right?" you deadpanned watching his smile morph into a smirk. "Because there's no way Shouta will like pinkish ear muffs with cat ears