Magi: Not a magician 8 (Judal x Reader)8. ChangeIt was still cold inside the room.You opened your eyes and blinked several times, wanting to place your hand on your stomach. But there was something under your palm. You raised your head and looked at the magician’s hand wrapped around your waist. He was lying next to you, with his hair around him and lips slightly open. Smirk played on your lips as you leaned towards him and kissed his nose. Judal mumbled something and turned his back to you. Then his calm breath could be heard.You stood up slowly. There was no sign of the bygone magic except the cold air. Papers were lying on the floor, so you started collecting them. Hardly had you been done, you felt warm hands on your arms, a soft kiss on your earlobe and a tickling on your neck because of his black hair.“Why didn’t you wake me up?” he muttered, pulling you closer to him.“I didn’t want to interrupt your dream, Magi” was your answer.“Why so offi
Magi: Not a magician 7 (Judal x Reader)7. Revealing the truthYou left the room quickly and closed the door, leaving Kouen Ren inside to finish his papers. The corridor was empty.As you had promised Judal, you didn’t say a word about your nightmares. Your hand touched the scar involuntarily, and it made you shiver. You knew that Judal was searching for more information that could help you.You walked towards the window, and leaned on it. Outside Kouha was working out with his tutor. On the left, some people dressed in black and white were talking quietly, and on the right, you saw a cute gray cat playing among the flowers. You smiled and took a deep breath.If it hadn’t been for Judal, you wouldn’t have experienced such a life.You adjusted the bow on your dress and walked to the library. At the end of the meeting you had asked Kouen if you could use the library and he had agreed. A smile formed on your lips as you pushed the door and entered the large, bright room. The scent of old paper
Magi: You are ugly,you are pretty (Kouha x Reader)Kouha Ren. The Third Prince of the Kou Empire.Kouha Ren. The man who was unpredictable.Kouha Ren. Your crush.Actually, you didn’t realize when you fell for him. This feeling was in your heart from the beginning, and you didn’t want to give it up. Even if he didn’t care about you. Even if he didn’t look at you.Hiding in a corner, you listened to him as he praised his servants, reiterating how beautiful they were. They didn't mind having their face slapped because it was a slap from Prince Kouha himself. And there was nothing strange about you also wishing for the same treatment.Why?Because in that case, he would have to look at you.He would have to touch you.But you were ugly. Hideous. Disgusting. Nasty.You couldn’t stand it! Quickly you left the hall and ran towards your room. There, you stood in front of the mirror and touched its surface. Empty eyes. Thin lips. Straight hair. Gray skin discolorations. Your knuckles smashed the mirror. The broken
Magi: No one has to know (Koumei x Reader)You stood in front of the doors, and looked discreetly at the Second Imperial Prince. It was already afternoon and you came to call him for dinner. However, you weren't able to walk any further and say anymore because it would disturb him.He sat on a bench, his back to you, as he feed the pigeons. His moves were slow, yet fluid and hypnotic. And those birds around him... You didn't like pigeons, but you had to admit that, especially when the sun was shining so brightly, the whole scenery was breathtaking.You looked away for a second and cleared your throat."Prince," you called after you took a step closer. He turned his face to you. You blushed at once and bowed. "D-dinner is ready". He nodded and stood up. The pigeons flew away; only some of them stayed to eat the leftovers."What's for dinner?" he asked as he walked by."Smoke squid, my Prince," you bowed again. It was only a glance, but you saw a tiny smile playing on his lips. You knew it was his favourite dish, and that's why y
Magi: Not a magician 6 (Judal x Reader)6. No more fire Some minutes passed and you were finally breathing calmly. Judal was sitting on the bed’s edge, twirling his wand in the hands. You looked at his bare back, long, dark hair and strong arms. Day by day he seemed more and more attractive for you.Suddenly he stood up and walked towards the door.Fire.Black birds.“Judal!” You cried as you stood up and caught his arm. He stopped, so you hid your face between his shoulder blades. “Don’t leave me, please…”He glanced over his shoulder and frowned.“You dream about those things since being a child. Shouldn’t you resign yourself to fate?”You froze, but then quickly stood in front of him.“I don’t think that you’re the best person to say so.” You looked into his eyes and took a deep breath. “It was YOU who took me from my home, it was YOU who decided to take care of me, so DO what I’m asking for!
Kuroshitsuji - I Love You (Snake x Reader)You remembered him as he was a small child, alone, lost, without home. He was different. He seemed to be empty. His eyes were so cold…Then you met him again in London. You saw the circus going down the street, inviting for their performance. You wanted to go, but you weren’t able to.One night you were heading to your house, when suddenly you felt an incredible pain in your chest. You fell on your knees and spited your blood. People came closer, but they didn’t want to help you. Because of blood. Because you were lying on the street, pale, your face covered in red. She’s dying, you could hear.It was the third time you met him.“I’ll help you, says Oscar.”~~~“… and you have a dance lesson at 5 p.m., my lord.”“What’s this for? Lizzy knows already that I cannot dance.”“It’s impossible to avoid this, since… ”You turned your head as the door opened and Sebastian entered
Magi: Not a magician 5 (Judal x Reader)5. The storyThree days passed. Everyone was bored. No wind, no enemies, no sea creatures, no entertainment. You were sitting on Hakuryuu’s bed, this boy on your left and Kouha on your right. You chose another card and put it on a duvet. Hakuryuu put his one on yours and Kouha sighed.‘Fuuuuck youuu’ he cooed, putting his card and losing everything.‘It’s the third day of playing this game and you are still losing’ Hakuryuu was saying ‘Even (Name) learnt how to play and is better than you.’‘She has her tricks, it’s unfair!’ Kouha sighed and tossed all his cards away. You growled.‘You’re going to destroy the cards if you throw them away like this!’ You cried. Kouha shrugged.‘Don’t care. We have a lot of cards in our Palace.’You were playing with princes after all…You stretched out and looked through the little window. Sea. Sea. Everywhere you looked – se
Magi: Not a magician 4 (Judal x Reader)4. The promiseWhen you left your village, carrying a heavy bag with you, he sighed. You looked at him, but he only waved his hand. You didn’t ask about anything till you reached the nearest town. You were literally dying. You’ve never sweated so much like now and what’s more, you didn’t feel your legs. Judal told you to sit on a bench and wait for him. You nodded, heavy breathing.It was already a dead of the night. The moon was big and bright and the cold wind was caressing your cheeks. You couldn’t think clearly about your current situation. It was just too ridiculous and unreal for you.Suddenly something covered the moon. You couldn’t believe your eyes.‘What is it?!’ you gasped. Judal sighed and jumped off of the flying carpet.‘Don’t you tell me that you thought we are going all the way on foot’ he said and put your bag on the carpet. ‘Come on, sit on it’You looked at it with
Magi: Not a magician 3 (Judal x Reader)3. Magi of the Kou EmpireThose twenty minutes were the shortest twenty minutes in your life. You’ve never hurried so much like now. You wore plain, white dress and told your parents that you would be late for dinner. Then you left your house, stressed out and curious. He was leaning against the spruce, looking at you. You gulped and went closer.‘Fine’ he said. ‘Let’s go to the forest’.‘Is it necessary?’ you asked, having a quick glance at your home.‘I don’t want anyone to disturb us’ he said and went towards the forest. You tried to keep his rate, which was really difficult because of your tiredness. When you finally reached the place, he turned around to look at you. You stopped and bit your lower lip.‘Okay, Birdie’ Judal sat on a fallen bough and invited you to sit next to him. When you did it, he said: ‘You claim that you dream about me, that it was me who told you about rukh and
To Kill an ArtistIf you were to kill an artist's will,You would be killing their skill.If you were to kill an artist's skill,You would be crushing their soul.If you were to crush an artist's soul,You would cripple their emotional being.If you were to cripple an artist's emotional being,You would be shredding their self-worth.If you were to shred an artist's self worth,You would be killing the artist themself.If you were to kill an artist themself,You would be a murderer. If you were to kill an artist in any way possible, through telling them that they aren't good enough, through telling them they should give up, through telling them they'll never meet their dreams or goals, through telling them they should just stop trying-You'd be killing someone- Someone that the world could have known, someone the world could have recognized, someone the world could have appreciated and cheered them on and helped them through life-Something that rarely happens- But could have.If only you d
Dear Universe,Can you tell 16 year old me that I'm 20 now and I made it out alive. She won't know what you're talking about, but at least she'll know it's possible.
What do you believe in?Do you believe in God .I do. If you dont believe in God believe in yourself and love. Love can heal many wounds. Do you believe in hell. To me it is a state of mind but evil does exist . Do you believe in heaven. I do. We all shine on like the beautiful stars . The question is what did you do with your life?Did you make a difference to someone. Money cant buy love but love can move mountains. Do you have faith in anything. Have faith in the power within your heart. Do you have hope? Hope for peace. Hope for a better world. I am a dreamer but I am unique. Think life is short friends . I i will live it each moment every second with awe and love. Love is the most powerful weapon use it with wisdom. Love with a honest heart and courage. Peace brothers and sisters. We are all a human family.
WeakSatan preys on the weakest of us.He plagues the minds of the broken.We who are torn in twoThat is who he plunges his fangs into.
Sanctuary of an AuthorA staircase of pages,A banister of words,Carpets of similes,Chandeliers of verbs.A door of metaphor,A floor of phrase.Rooms of nouns,Walls of essays.A window of insight,With panes of satireLooking out warmlyOn dead trees of culture.
Playing love, playing meWe'll smoke, drinking silenceSmiling gently, being nobodiesHere's to you and me,Here's to this partyPick a song, play me a lifePlay me softly, without empty liesDon't pretend, don't tell me noLet me down gently, let me down slowWe smoke, cigarettes extraordinaireWe drink some whiskey, maybe wineWe get too close and then get someWe play some music, we get some funI hold my breath, swallowing smokeYou're playing my body, playing that songNight is never endingNight is never oldWe get togetherGetting some loveMixing it with alcoholAdding a little bloodBut don't you stopPlay me all night longAnd as long as you're playingNothing can go wrong
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