Seldomly you laugh, but of course it's worthwhile
Most of the time your face is blank, neutral
Ironically, it's only my jokes you seem to dislike
Loving you from afar is a huge heartache
Every once in a while, I pray to see you smile.
75. Mirror75. Mirror
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
Who's the fairest of them all?
Not I, not I.
Still he love me for me,
though i don't know why.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
Who's grace can top them all?
Not mine, not mine.
He sticks by my side,
knowing me just fine.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
Who's the joyfullest of them all?
Not I, not I.
But I'm sure without me,
he'd most likely die.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
Who's the luckiest of them all?
That's me, that's me.
To have him to hold,
just sets me free.
Story of Vanessa Cruz: Chapter ThreeJuly 17th 2006
Saint Richard's Research Facility, a place for the special people. No, not the mentally challenged, but the ones 'gifted' with abilities no other human has. The Facility has many highly trained doctors and scientists working in its labs, specifically trained in the works of the supernatural and the absurd. They had come up with solutions and medicine that helped these people limit their powers. Yet, they were startled when they read one chart. A girl had been enlisted almost three years ago but these specialists had not a single clue what to do with her. The Doctors read her file once more.
Name: Vanessa Cruz
Birth date: December 26th 1983
Special: Appears to let out black energy that consumes another human being. The human then proceeds to implode into his or herself. The energy does not take a specific form.
Notes: The subject is not able to control the energy. The said energy seems to release when subject is expressing intense emotion, p
Story of Vanessa Cruz: Chapter TwoDecember 27th 2003
It was early in the morning when white van pulled up the house. Vanessa was sleeping as a heavy fist knocked on the door. Two big guys and a lady in a lab coat and a clipboard stepped in; she had on a name tag that read Dr. Millikan. "Daddy?" Vanessa asked walking downstairs to her family who all gathered in the living room, "there's a van in the driveway." She rubbed her eyes before spotting the two men and the doctor.
"Is this the girl?" Dr. Millikan asked Vanessa's father, who looked torn but nodded. "Alright, take her." She told the two guys. They approached the girl and grabbed onto her arms. Startled, Vanessa screamed.
"Calm down, Vanessa," Mrs. Cruz teared up; she had a guilty look on her face, "please don't make it any harder for us. Your father and I discussed this and we decided it was best to send you to a hospital, for your condition."
"You You're sending me to an asylum aren't you?" Vanessa cried, "how could you mom! I'm not crazy!"
Story of Vanessa Cruz: Chapter OneDecember 26, 2003
In the small house on the corner of the street, overlooking the forest, the Cruz family was celebrating their little girl's 10th birthday. They were sitting by the fireplace while the girl opened her presents; which consisted of hair accessories and plastic dollies. Vanessa smiled at her gifts as her family took pictures and chattered on about the times they had with her. The family had not noticed a strange figure approaching their conveniently opened front door.
A sudden loud bang alerted the group, the light bulb above their heads had shattered on the impact of a bullet. With a gun pointed at the family, a man in a typical black hoodie and makeshift hat-turned-mask, robber get-up stood in front of them.
"Listen up, this gun is loaded, and unless you want to experience death in all its glory, you lot are going to give me all the money and jewelry you got." The man fired another bullet at the ground for emphasis. "And I want the girl, too," an evil grin settle
Poem about MeRain.
They call me Rayne,
because I love it.
The name, and the rain.
I love the night.
I love storms,
Especially at night.
It's my element,
And I adore it.
Drawing, painting, everything.
I live for art.
And music; singing, writing.
I like playing music,
for anyone and no one to hear.
more to some than others.
All is neutral.
I wish for something more
Exciting to happen.
So I can just break away.
I love to dream
To dream of fantasy places
Of pixies that fly, and dance, sign.
I'd like to dream of magic.
Because it's all around me.
Mine is split up,
One here, one there
And me in the middle.
It's my friends,
They're my family.
I want it.
To love, to care.
To be loved,
And cared for back.
I love laughing,
Just goofing around.
I am happy,
On the outside.
The rain that falls,
the art that I enjoy,
the life that keeps me here,
Rayne Can't Fall Chapter 9James took a left hand turn into the neighborhood.
He looked at the address scribbled down on a sketchbook page.
The boy smiled, recalling what he was here for
"Dude," Freddie nudged him. "Go ask her out."
"I don't know " James was unsure of the consequences to asking one of the most dangerous girls in
their whole school out on a date.
"Come on," Leon laughed. "What's the worst that could happen, man?"
"Dare you." Josh simply put.
"I really don't think this would be a good idea for a dare." James stared Josh down.
"Look, dude," Freddie interrupted. "If you're too sissy to as her out, I'm gonna do it for you, and I think we all know that shit's going down if I do."
James looked from Freddie to Josh to Leon and then gave up.
"Fine, but if she says no, I'm killing all of you." He sighed.
"Kay." Josh just grinned. James shook his head sadly, and then dragged himself out of the seat. Ana looked up at him then turned back to the papers on her desk. James plopped down
We sat down at one of the tables in the cafeteria, Cheryl and Allen were in some kind of argument and Sammi and Bryan were all mushy together. Onyx had plopped down beside me.
"So, aren't you going to tell me what's up?" She pleaded, complete with a tilt of her head and pouty lips.
"It's personal," I sighed, "You wouldn't understand." And immediately after, I wish I hadn't said that. Onyx's face had hardened into a scowl.
"You're not the only freak here." She simply put, then got up to sit by Sammi, refusing to look at me. I mentally face-palmed.
Blind Valentine"You see this? It's called a valentine. I have a secret admirer, ha-ha!" Beast Boy chattered like a monkey, waving the red velvet laced ended card in front of Raven's melancholy face.
"And why would I care?" Raven blankly muttered, pushing the card out of her face, burying her eyes back to the book held within her hands. Beast Boy had a look of remorse on his face, which didn't bother Raven one least bit. "It's just a holiday that florists and candy makers came up with so that they could have more money. Love is just another emotion that imbalances the world, but I wouldn't expect you to know anything of the sorts."
Beast Boy frowned. "If it weren't for love you and I would not be here." Raven shuddered.
"I did not come from love, you ought to know that. And it's a shame that love produced you," Raven replied. Beast Boy threw the card down on the floor, Raven was not the least bit shocked.
"Are you serious? Really? Is that what love did to ruin your life? How about oth
TT Short: Chasing Clouds
I own nothing but the writing. Characters are copyright DC Comics.
This is a shipper short. That means people who dislike the pairing should not read on.
If you don't know the pairing by the time you're done reading, or by now from seeing my preferences, then you should consider going back to school, or reading/watching more Teen Titans.
Rated G; The content is safe for all readers.
Every day he'd do it. In the early evening, while the sun slowly sank, casting a heavenly orange glow, he'd go up to the roof, and as a hawk, fly off into the evening sky. They could watch him swoop, and dive, and fly in awkward circles that left him dizzy, gliding carefully until his head cleared. And then he'd be back to his antics again, looping and zig-zagging.
One day, while he did this, someone followed him. When he took flight, she snuck out of the door to the roof and watched, curious to find out what he was doing this whole time. Her cloak, a dark navy blue, flowed
A Dryer's ComfortIt was December in Jump City. Everything was Frosty and Fresh, a simple feeling of glee rushing through everyone's veins well, almost everyone. Raven, one of the Superhero Teens of the city was in her room freezing. The Titans heater had been destroyed in a recent battle against water monsters and everyone in the tower were freezing their buns off while Cyborg, Robin, and Starfire went shopping for a new one. Beastboy had disappeared from his bedroom and the main room, but that didn't even bite Raven's line of curiosity.
She shivered in her cloak, walking slowly down the halls of the tower. Her feet made light padding noises on the ground and her teeth chattered. My minds probably warmer than this, she thought while turning down the hall. A soft sound of rumbling arose, and Raven raised an eyebrow at the first 'exciting' thing she had experienced for one hour.
Raven continued with her walking to only hear the sound growing louder and louder. When she turned another corner, she not
abandoned.and you don't love me,
you just care too much (maybe).
and i guess that's best
because i really
just don't belong in a world
like this anymore.
everyone i know,
a w a y . . .
because they're afraid.
(and, oh, you will, too.
just give it some time, darling,
because you will, too.)
into every bone
of parasol oak trees
her name, her smile
in case she forgets
tremble with the
because she's too lost
to shiver too
sing with frosted lips
to the window panes
and stars will sing too
soft for words
jump the fence with
broken records and
a bottle of wine
designed to loosen your heart
through piano keys
reciting loved skin
because angels paint reality
braid her spine
with pretty dotted i's
and crossed t's
when no one is watching
what have you done to meyou're ripping my eyes from my sockets, parading around town, sullen identities melting from your sodden fingers. you're a pro creation, destroying eternity, practicing masochistic fairy tales i've told centuries
from now, under willow trees you hung dead children from. caressing tombstone head boards, we're lying with the dirt and breathing with the worms. i've sunk so low, the sky isn't blue, the grass isn't green, we're
burrowed in under a hundred years of mary sues and gary stus, i'm a suspender wearing, heart wrenching, grave digging
i'm cringing behind closed doors, spreading coffins like god split the grand canyon, like humans split the ozone layer. i'm burying you behind the taj mahal, beside the nile river, under the eiffel tower. this isn't
the fucking garden of eden. and you are devouring all the fruit of sin that
Writing Meme:RaexBBDA Music Meme For Writers
1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.
2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.
3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.
4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist.
1. Working with Meat-Jack Off Jill
"So you're a vegetarian and you're working in a meat fast food place?" Raven asked.
Beast Boy glared at her. "So what? It's not like I'm happy to be here. I just want that moped over there." He pointed to the moped on the stand in one of the restaurant corners.
She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
2. Let Me Think About It-Ida Corr
Raven was meditating in her room when she heard a knock on her door. She grimaced, thinking it was Starfire coming to ask her to go shopping, for the fourth time that week. And it was only Monda
Debts Unpaid Ch. 1"Beast Boy!"
Raven stormed into the common room. She was holding one of her books by the corner of the cover. It was covered in slobber and torn in multiple places.
"Can you please explain this?" she asked. She shook it in his face, making sure she had his attention. Paper shreddings fell onto the floor.
Beast Boy looked at the destroyed book then Raven's angry face.
"Funny story about that actually. Silky got kinda hungry and found your book. I'm guessing you know the rest." He shrugged his shoulders and shyly smiled.
Raven glared at him. "Not very funny to me."
"That's because you don't have a sense of humor."
Raven rolled her eyes. "Whatever. You will pay for my book."
"Ok. How much?" The green-skinned teen started digging through his pocket.
Beast Boy froze. "All for a little book? I don't have that much. How about $2 and some lint?" He held out the contents of his pocket.
"Nice try. I'll keep it on your tab. Speaking of paying for my destroyed things, you owe me for all my
Debts Unpaid Ch. 2"Oh, Raven! It is so wonderful you could join us!" Starfire exclaimed as Raven walked outside. She was lying on the ground next to Robin. "Robin was just showing me how to make the angels of snow!" She laughed as Robin sprinkled snow on her face. "It is most fun! Would you like to make an angel of snow?"
"No thanks. I barely want to do this snowball fight. I'm ready to walk inside right now." 'A book and some herbal tea by the fire sounds nice,' she thought.
Cyborg walked over to Raven's side. He put his hand on her shoulder. "Why not just sit and watch?" He smiled.
Before she could reply, a voice behind them said, "She's not backing out of this fight."
They all turned to see Beast Boy in the door. He didn't look angry, as Raven thought he would. But he did look tense. 'I wonder how much that fight affected him,' Raven thought.
She wasn't the only one who noticed his bad mood vibes. Cyborg seemed to, too. "Chillax, BB. You know Raven. Let her sit out for awhile."
"No," Raven spoke up.
Blind Valentine part 2"What exactly is special, Beast Boy?" Raven question with disgust in her voice as Beast Boy led her to a junk yard.
"Hey, this isn't all there is to this place. It grows on you, dude. Be a little less judgmental," Beast Boy winked at Raven, squeezing her hand. Raven blushed. Beast Boy had walked her through areas of San Francisco. People stared at the fact of Beast Boy's arms wrapped protectively around her shoulder.
"Oh, I'll try then." Raven tried her hardest not to breathe through her nose and when she did, she would end up hawking and clenching her throat. Beast Boy rolled his eyes and let go of her hand and entered the dump.
"Wait a second," Raven thought. "I don't have shoes, BB, I can't walk through here," Raven explained. "My feet will smell for ages And I can't get Starfire's dress dirty either and I just don't want to walk in there, or go in there. End of it," Raven explained.
"Well, maybe I should carry you in, then," Beast Boy explained. He walked back to Raven
Breathe Part 6Breathe Part 6
* * *
We're walking out of the antique shop when Beast Boy abruptly stops. He's staring off across the street. I try to see what he's looking at but before I can, I see him sprinting across the street. I try to follow what he's doing but I'm frozen in place. I see Raven. She's running towards Beast Boy. She's jumping over a car while Beast Boy is swerving through moving traffic. What's going on? They meet in the island of the boulevard and Raven jumps into his arms. I don't understand. They hate each other and Beast Boy has a girlfriend. Oh. No. It can't be. I mean no. There's no way. But .no. No. How? No. this isn't happening. No, no, no! I can feel my heart breaking, or whatever is left of my heart.
* * *
Starfire is giggling at the excitement for Raven's gift. We bought her a Steven King novel; hopefully it's one she hasn't read this one yet. We're walking toward the pizza place when I hear car horns blaring and Starfire gasps. I turn my head to
First Date"I am going on a...date."
Green eyes widened in surprise, but even so, she could taste his surprise...shock on her tongue, with a hint of bitterness unknown to her. Raven assumed his uneasiness was due to him still not being used to seeing her as anything more than her cloak. She steeled her resentment down, burying it amongst everything else. He could not see her as a mere girl, as a lost woman, trapped in a child`s body.
Of all the things she could have said, Gar was not expecting that one. First a tattoo, now dating? Before, Raven had been his, wrapped in the safe familiarity of her soul self and the scent of nag champa. But now, she was venturing forth, she wouldn`t need his comfort, his advice...him. More than anything he longed for it to be him she would go out with. But she had to branch out her life, beyond the Titans, just as he had.
His inquiry shook her. Raven had not been expecting him to ask, it had not factored in. She knew Victor would act the father, want al
Yours and MineWe never got those towels his and hers. Those matching pajamas. Our pillows didnt even match, which I know irked you. Sometimes I wonder if you woke up every morning and immediately felt cross because of my pillow, and yours. Yours and mine.
But if you did, you never showed it. You woke me with a kiss and a smile more radiant than the sunrise that we never saw, nestled deeply as we were in the jungle of apartment buildings. Perhaps, then, you were cross about many things. The way I never put away my shoes, so you always were tripping over them; the way I didnt replace the toilet paper when we ran out; the way I wouldnt write mustard on the grocery list when I used the last of it. If it bothered you, you never said it. I had my flaws, and you had yours. Yours and mine.
I suppose its best we didnt get those towels, those pajamas, matching pillows. Even now little things remind me of you, things that didnt used to have any
Interview with Beast BoyAuthor's Note:
Yay! The second one's out! Sadly I haven't even started on the third one. ;_; But I have some ideas so it should be done soon.
Plus, I write all these interviews at school for 2 reasons:
1)My friend's help me out a lot.
2)I get bored in class easily and it's an outlet. Wow. I don't pay attention in class. Sue me.
Anyways, the third one will be with Starfire and then we have 3 more until I do Raven again (I can't wait :3). Details in bottom author's note.
So I guess I should let you read the actual story now. Oh wait. One more thing.
Warning: Deaths, drugs, guns, violence, sexual themes, and pure randomness in story. You have been warned.
BB: *walks in*
BB: *is glomped* Ahhh!
BB: Hi? Who are you?
Me: The interviewer!
BB: Oh shit. . .
Me: Didn't Raven tell you about me?
BB: All she said was "Be careful".
Ember: That's right because if you aren't careful then you'll get hurt and then you'll die!
BB: Uhhhh. . .okay? Who are you?
TT: Better Gender Ch.01Better Gender
- Now -
Raven woke up tiredly from her nap with a pounding headache and knew something was happening in the living and told herself to not enter, but she got up and placed her cloak on. She walked out of her room, down the hall, and into the living room to see the boys arguing with Starfire which had seemed to be the first. Her shoulder shrugged boredly and hovered over to the kitchen counter and made herself some herbal tea as quietly as possible in case she would be dragged into this argument, but it was too late.
"Raven, who is the dominant of the gender, the males or the females?" Starfire asked with a delight mood, obviously happy she was awake to probably join her side.
"Females, now leave me out of this," the half demon sipped her tea.
"Shes saying that because shes a girl!" Beast Boy waved his hands around.
"Yeah, if your so confident, what make you think youre better than us?" Cyborg huffed.
Raven looked at them, "I didnt
"Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And barely conscious you'll say to no one
Isn't something missing?"
I woke up and rolled onto my back. My muscles ached from my recent battle to save Cyborg from that virus I gave him. Even though he said he forgave me, I still felt bad just knowing that I caused it. I slowly got out of bed. I was so tired last night that I slept on the bottom bunk instead of the top, like I usually do. I stole a glance at my wall clock and read the time. 5:27 a.m.? No wonder I'm still tired. I grabbed a white towel and made my way to the bathroom. The sun was barely rising and I knew the other Titans wouldn't wake for at least another two hours, giving me some serious personal time. I walked into the bathroom. With five teenagers using the same bathroom,