#poetry anon <3

[kaeyazuha]

"Hey, love?" He questions, while brushing the hair out of your face.

"Helllooooo?" He playfully questions, but his concern is starting to show. He kneels down in front of you, cupping your cheeks and staring directly at you. Usually, you start to blink and question why he's on the floor.

This is the worst he's seen it. He swiftly gets up and walks to the freezer. The moment this first happened in his presence he did his research on your condition. Rather than just grabbing one, he takes the entire tray of ice cubes and walks over to you.

Heizou hastily flips your hand so you're able to hold the ice cube, and plops one there. Now he waits.

The fog slowly dissipates as you start to feel a dull sting in your hand. Then it turns into a sharp one, instinctively you attempt to move your hand. Only to feel someone holding your fingers in place over the sting.

You blinked a few times, starting to faintly smell your favorite food. Slowly, you return to your living room, with Heizou sitting in front of you. His (now) cold hands over yours, sighing in relief.

"I finally got you back love, how are you feeling?"

"Better, now can you let go of my hand? It's cold."

"Not until we're doing playing your favorite game! Now, what are 5 things you can see?"

He's the most loving and caring person to you, but still manages to tease you in the process of helping you. -poetry anon

JNGKJSHNG AAA

#STOOOP HE'S SO CUTE HRGFFGFG #the ice is a good idea as well! my sister usually just pinches or playfully starts slapping me #she takes advantage of it smh #kycasual #kyrecs #heizou fluff #heizou x reader #poetry anon <3

[redvelvetpdf]

your clueeee is that I have a separate writer blog in which I have mostly posted poems so far

imma just go check now then

#nyx answers🌒 #poetry anon <3

[cherryjuicegf]

when we kiss, i

breathe her in

and i imagine her air

filling my lungs

every little particle of oxygen

getting in my system

i am hers

a little more

with every sigh

a little more with every sigh A LINE 😭😭

#screaming crying throwing up #is this yenralt. i know this is yenralt #answered #words #poetry anon <3

[indouloureux]

"I'm in space

outer space

All around me are tiny little galaxies created by stardust

in space, time doesn't move forward or backwards

It's only in the now

I see the moon passing by me

It's glow piercing the darkness

The stars above me twinkling their own tiny light

I feel comfort knowing that here, I'm safe

I'm floating in space but I don't feel alone

I wish to stay here forever

in space with no movement of time

Here, I feel joy because I have all the time in the world

Stars, galaxies and the moon

That's all I need

Time plays no factor here in space

The now is endless" ~ Poetry Anon

thinking about how happy i am that now you're in my askbox this is amazing sweetheart <3

#poetry anon <3 #answered

[six-white-venus]

What can you do when you hate every word that comes out of your mouth with a burning passion? When nothing you say ever feels right? When all of your words feel like lies, even though they’re not?

Because they’re not, right? …right?

#hello anon hope you like this one #now that i wrote it i'm not so sure if this was a prompt or you were asking for advice #i got the poem part of it covered #instead of advice i'll just tell you some simple stuff that works for me sometimes #talk to someone. it makes you feel awful at the beginning but d it. talk talk talk #if talking is too much reach out to any of your loved ones #and just be in their presence #if that's also not an option. take a nap. cry if you think it'd help #don't forget to eat and drink water #just in case it wasn't a prompt #i hope everything turns out well for you anon <3 #my writing #prose poetry #words #love #writeblr #prose #tw dissociation #overthinking

[27paperlilies]

Hello, i love reading your stuff and was wondering...

Could you write a poem about feeling safe finally, after running from danger?

Chased into safety

A rabbit runs and skirts along the treeline, it's quick, it's nimble and doesn't waste time.

A rabbit sits with ears twitching and heart racing, and suddenly there begins the dreaded chasing.

Danger followed ,nipping at their heels but life was forward through dense and muddy fields.

the chase was long and the odds where slim, rabbit was sure they'd almost lost a limb.

But the Field was now above and so where the dangers, there would be no more encounters with bloodthirsty strangers.

The safety was their home, a warm and cozy hole, dug up in a frenzy ,but now holds every memory, of quiet disbelief, they live another day and so they sink down in absolute relief.

the rabbit was tired, but not the awful kind, they where the kind of tired you're always bound to find, when danger is behind.

There are no fears from long ago, instead they dream of flower fields empty of any foe. -27paperlilies

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#thank you anon♥️ #I hop this is okay<3 #This made me wanna write a childrens book or something (i might👀) #27paperlilies #Writeblr #poems and poetry #poems on tumblr #spilled ink #writblr #writing #poetry #writing community #poets of tumblr #poets corner #poets cafe #poets and writers #anon ask

[becca-e-barnes]

becca, ari levinson is a filthy man and i love it 😩 but can you imagine stepdad ari fucking you on the kitchen counter while guests are in the room over. he could barely hold himself together seeing you in a cute dress, catching a glimpse of your panties when you ✨bent down✨ to pick something up 🤭

No bc Ari is filthy but Stepdad!Ari fucks

I can imagine him getting so risky with it because he gets off on knowing that there are guests in the next room over.

You've been teasing him all evening, running your hand across those broad shoulders, letting your touch linger just a little longer than you should. He also noticed how you'd been bending over in front of him, letting the skirt of your dress ride up the bare thighs he spends so long worshipping. He snapped when you set his dessert down in front of him, getting so close that only he could hear you whisper "you'll get a sweeter dessert later, sir." right against his ear.

That did it for him, your heart pounding in the short space between the dining table and the kitchen door while your stepfather made your apologies to a room full of people that weren't listening anyway.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He whispered, his words soaked in venom. "Are you trying to get caught?"

The correct answer is 'no' but your brain and your mouth didn't connect before you started speaking. "I can't help it, sir." Your voice is almost a whimper as the door closes, Ari leading you by the waist around to the other side of the kitchen counter.

"You can't help it? Even after I fucked you this morning? Your legs were shaking when I left your room and now you need more? You just don't quit." Ari bends you over the counter, facing the door you've just come through before running a huge hand up the inside of your thigh while the other presses down on the small of your back. No panties. And you're soaking wet.

You hear a low groan from him, one that makes your eyes flutter shut, enjoying the feeling of his fingertips drifting between your slick folds.

"Fuck, haven't laid a hand on you and you've got yourself all worked up. We're gonna have to make this quick, sweetheart." He knows he can't drag this out the way he'd like to. Someone is bound to need something from the kitchen within just a few minutes but now you've started, neither of you can stop.

You feel him slipping into you slowly, the blunt head of his cock breeching your hole, pressing deeper until he's slid home and there's no feeling quite like it. "Good girl, that's it. This dick is all yours." He coos softly, giving you just a second before he's pulled back and slammed into you once more.

"Keep an eye on the door, baby. You wanted all those people to see you be a little slut for me. This might be your big chance." His teeth are gritted, trying to work himself to orgasm while rubbing your clit frantically to tear yours from you too.

It takes everything in you not to wail at the pleasure. It feels incredible, getting what you wanted, being pinned to the counter and fucked frantically but you know you can't vocalise that.

"Gonna cum inside you, sweets. Don't want you to clean it up either. You're gonna go back in there and sit at that table with your legs crossed so my cum doesn't leak out. Wanna lick it out of you later. You promised me a sweet dessert, remember?"

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #stepdad!ari #ari levinson smut #tw: stepcest #I went for bottomless brunch with the girls last Sunday #just a day drinking session tbh #we started at 1pm #and went until about 10pm #and we ended in a pretty little outdoor bar that has live music and good cocktails #I ordered a round of cocktails for us all and I felt really bad bc they were busy and we'd ordered a different cocktail each #so I asked the bartender to add a tip on before he rung it through the card machine #but he refused and said he'd rather have my number instead #tbh I forgot all about it #and I've just woken up to a text asking if I want to go out for a drink tonight #I honestly couldn't be less interested in anything like that rn #I'm very happy in my bed #listening to Taylor Swift and writing poetry #and whatever tf this was

[love-toxin]

i know youve never played red dead but i also know you'd loooooove javier escuella! so hot but also so interesting like. without spoiling anything: bounty hunter, former revolutionary for the good of the people, and skilled outlaw known for his loyalty to his friends until a whole bunch of shit hits the fan and his whole personality turns and develops in so many different ways that i wish got explored more. great guy if you're into characters who slowly have their priorities and morality warped by the agonies™️

MEEEOW!! i just started playing today so im not far yet but.....mr. javi !!!!! i wanna snuggle up under his poncho w/ him MROW

#🥵 #i can be so normal abt cowboys i promise </3 (lying) #got to read some cowboy poetry in my classes this term im all pumped up now #even tho i suck at the game so far LMAO #rdr2 #javier escuella #ellie chats #anons

[endogeniking-bad-posts]

✨I don't feel 100% safe/confident posting this to my own blog so uhh. Have this--

✨It's my first time doing blackout poetry tbh but I got really inspired by you ^^

✨It's basically a story of someone starting to accept endos because their friend is pro-endo too

Having a friend I enjoy spending time with be an endo or pro-endo. You support these people? The people [like] us and share our experiences? You support trans [people].

I think they're not sure about what they mean because they're so young, but I support that.

Support the people that wanted to be like us. You support that.

It's awesome, ty!<3

#your post has been endogenik'd! but not by me >:3 #thanks for the submission! #answering anons #blackout poetry #fixing bad posts #endo friendly #endo safe #pro endo #actually plural #you support that

[oh-sadbby]

I’m back after avoiding this for years like the plague ??? Hi again :)

#catch me before I go again :)) #ask #ask me #anon #dm me #dms open #hi #self love #self care #it’s 3 am and I’m at work :) #selfie #poetry #poems #love #amor #bored #dark #goth #grunge #aesthetic #babygirl

[kaeyazuha]

The weather is the nicest it's been all year, so you decide to be outside and enjoy the calming ambience with your lover. The plan didn't include a nice nap, yet you fall asleep right on their lap. What do they do?

You and Kazuha decided to relax near a small pool of water west of Liyue's gates. There's some shade right by the water underneath a tree, plopping yourself down you pat the spot next to you inviting Kazuha to join you. He sees the way you shift attempting to be comfortable, so he asks if you would rather rest on his lap. You take up the offer right away, and he giggles at you enthusiasm to use him as a pillow. He takes the sweater you brought and drapes it over you like a blanket.

Being the poet he is he tries to find the right words to describe this moment. Attempting to form a poem, he sits in silence looking around the surroundings and petting your hair.

After finding the perfect words and taking note of them in his small poetry notebook, he looks down to his lap realizing how your breathing has evened out, he can even hear your light snoring if he tires. It's only noon, yet it seems the day has drained you already. Knowing you need rest, he stays awake to watch, treasure hoarders have been spotted nearby, and he wants to guarantee your safety.

While waiting for you to wake up, he reaches for flowers nearby and weaves them together. When you wake up, you have a crown of flowers placed your head. -poetry anon

Have you considered starting a writing blog? Because hot damn I"m in love, he's adorable and i'm lsjgskgheugsh marry me

#IT'S SO GOOD OMG HE'S SO SWEET #I LOVE HIM AND THE WAY YOU CHARACTERIZE HIM #HE'S SO SGOJSIGKJGNZKJNHJIGHAAAAA #kazuha fluff #kazuha x you #kazuha x reader #kycasual #kyrecs #poetry anon <3

[redvelvetpdf]

YOU KNOW EVERYTHING NOW JSEQOUF ahh well I'm considering getting published...?

@hahaha-darn-it YOU??

#nyx answers🌒 #poetry anon <3

[theweightofyesterday-if]

for the fellow poetry nerds out there, what's the ros favorite poems, or what's a poem that represents them? thank you!

this is such an interesting question !!!!

Nita: "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

Dorian/Delilah: "Remember" by Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

Samu/Selena: "How Do I Love Thee?" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

Kiello/Keta: "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

#anon <3 #answered #if wip #ch: dorian/delilah #ch: samu/selena #ch: nita #ch: kiello/keta #poetry #I put sm effort into finding everyone a poem that matches them and everything hope someone appreciates ittttttttttt

[vulpinesaint]

hi! i did your catholic saints quiz yesterday and really enjoyed it. i was wondering if you could show us all the possible results? i'd love to read them all. sorry if this has been answered before and have a nice one!

hi hiiiiiii!!!!! so glad you liked it! i would be SO happy to show you all the possible results. i'd been wanting to do a post like this and was wondering if anyone would ask haha :) here you are anon! <3

some of these i was normal about but some of them straight up possessed me i'll be honest

#writing about the virgin mary sent me into a fugue state fr #me in miffy's dms sobbing over the hail mary as if he knows fucking anything about catholic prayers 😭 #never thought i was going to feel religious again but then i made this quiz and things happened. #NOT saying i'm religious. fuck catholicism. dfkjghs. i stopped doing that for a reason. but saints drive me Fucking Crazy #need to post more of my old fucked up ab religion poetry. why would someone set a lie in stained glass... i was so real for that #anyway. here you go anon hope you enjoy :) <3 #catholic tag #saints quiz #my uquizzes

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

girl the sunless ground lonanasona devotion is like no other like who's ready for harrison to tell lonan "anywhere you go I'll follow"

#SCREAMING INCOHERENTLYYYYY #i'm finally doing all the preptober work that I should've started earlier but october has been me mostly being asleep most of the day LOL #SOOO I AM STARTING NOW!!!!! #we're in scene list territory rn @ anon who asked abt my preptober plans #when I make the scene list (which is just a list of EVERY idea in my notes) i'll organize it by “idea type” #like there'll be a subheading for ideas related to lonan & harrison in the seventh roost a subheading for reeve on her own etcccc #ALSO back to what I wrote in this post lol this dialogue is soooo lonanasona chapbook coded likeeeeee I love that I can #bring some of that poetry collection into this LOL <3

[trashmouthkid]

Richie Tozier Writes Poetry | e.r.

#reddie #poetry #mine #anon if you happen to see this i want you to know i havent been feeling great these past couple days #and just so happened to be able to finish this poem so i decided to post it #and you are so lovely and i will be answering so so soon<3