SilverRaven14

"Hello?! Can anyone hear me?!" You pounded your fists against the glass mirror, desperate for somebody on the other side to hear your pleas. But as you expected..they continued to remain unanswered. 'Damn it...' With a sigh of defeat, you turned away from the barrier that kept you trapped here in this state of limbo. Yes, you may be dead now, but your soul was forever bound to this house. There was nothing you could do except wander about in the dark void and watch the days and nights pass by through the windows. It was funny though, as every time you turned around, you almost expect to see...them standing before you, shimmering with bl

"Hello?! Can anyone hear me?!" You pounded your fists against the glass mirror, desperate for somebody on the other side to hear your pleas. But as you expected..they continued to remain unanswered. 'Damn it...' With a sigh of defeat, you turned away from the barrier that kept you trapped here in this state of limbo. Yes, you may be dead now, but your soul was forever bound to this house. There was nothing you could do except wander about in the dark void and watch the days and nights pass by through the windows. It was funny though, as every time you turned around, you almost expect to see...them standing before you, shimmering with bl

*Notes + Translations in Artist’s Comment For the third time that morning, you had to force yourself to tear your eyes away from the barista that stood just a few feet away from you. Every day you came in, he looked upset about something or other, green eyes staring off and filling up with light as soon as they locked with your own. A smile, though a bit devious, graced his lips as he spoke to you, and so fondly referred to you as bella. On good days, he went so far as to call you amore. You hadn’t witnessed him treat other girls the way he treated you yet since you had to leave the café before seven am every morning when

Summary: "Because Dirk Strider, I look at you and realize I wouldn't mind growing old with you, that in actuality I'd like to grow old you." And finally he gets it. They say when you meet that one person, who makes you better, everything would magically work out smoothly like well oiled cogs in the machine. The thing is you've never believed it, like what Newton's Third Law states; "For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction." In other words unless two or more people do something to reach a favorable outcome for all involve, meeting your "soulmate" was a moot point. It's been 25 years since you've been born and your Mom is wo

**ALL IN YOUR POV** “(Y/n)-chan come with me~” Knowing only one voice that sounded like that I turned around seeing no other than Viktor standing with his hand stretched out waiting for me to take it. Slowly I did just that, and without missing a beat he began walking out of the Grand Prix building to god knows where. I had tried asking but was immediately shut down with an “It’s a secret~” Sighing I gave up and let the silver-haired male drag me wherever he was going. As the two of us were walking I found myself looking at Viktor, well his hand actually. His hand was intertwined with my own making me blush s

"I'm sorry I got carried away and -" "It's okay." You told Dick for the ten-billionth time. He worried far too often for your well-being - although he actually had a reason this time you supposed... I mean... for breaking your arm during training and all. He had been quite apologetic the entire weekend. He had presented you with endless assortments of presents which included, stuffed animals, edible arrangements, sorry notes, fruit baskets, and anything else he could think of. By Monday you had an entire room filled with gifts that have still yet to be unwrapped because he kept giving you something every-time you turned to look at him! It wa

He lay looking at the sky, his hand clasped with ____________'s. His first year at Hogwarts had been wonderful. "Severus?" she asked, her big eyes shining up at him. He glanced down at her. "Yes?" he asked impatiently. "Are you really my friend?" Her question was barely audible, but it was heard. He opened his mouth to say something, but James Potter cut him off. "Well if Snivellus hasn't found a friend?" Sirius laughed. "He hasn't got a friend; she's being paid, I'm sure." Peter jeered from behind, while Remus chose to look at a fascinating, non-existant bird flying above. "I'm his friend," she protested. "Idiot Snivellus has charmed

                                                                                                                                                     (Your P.O.V)  "Ah yes! I finally get to get some shopping done at the new Expo Mall! Maybe this will take my mind off of him." You thought as you put some of your shining (H/c) hair behind your ears. "Can't believe that jerk cheated on me. I'm more furious than depressed about it then anything." You looked over all the stands, nothing has caught your eye. "Hmm maybe If I find the map of the mall I'll find something I'd want to buy." You walked all over the first level looking for that damned ma

“Oy! Where are you going ________?” Havoc called after you as you walked down the hall. “Nowhere! Now I suggest you keep your big assed nose out of my business!” You yelled back at him, turning around a corner of the military building and disappearing from sight. “Woah, jeez.” Havoc mumbled. “She’s right! You really need to mind your own business sometimes.” Fuery said as Havoc walked back into the conference room, shutting the door. “Yeah, but haven’t you noticed she’s been kinda moody lately?” He pointed out. “Now that I think about it, she HAS been kin