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Poem: The Girls with Thin Waists and Dainty Tastes

-The girls with thin waists and dainty tastes-

Im so jealous of those girls

With thin waists and dainty tastes

Strutting on golden airs

Filled with the flowery pleasures of life.

Red lips on pale skin,

Shimmering under the moonlight,

Like jewels in water.

And here i am,

The size of a dry bolder

Only getting older,

Body hollowed out,

Waiting for my dreams to come true.

It feels like Every time i try

To be one of those thin, beautiful girls

Starving and sad

Life just laughs at my tastes

And kicks me in the face

So that i know in the end, 

I have no place 

In that golden world.

But if I could,

For only a day

Be one of those pale goddesses 

strutting on air

With their thin legs 

and long silky hair,

I would be so. happy.

Because how can someone,

So perfect,

So unattainable, 

Every be unsatisfied?

Theyre living my dream!

while theyre basking away 

in sparkling light,

I fight for my place in life.

Im in the plight for acceptance

Being jealous 

of their thin waists and dainty tastes.

Strutting around on golden airs

Filled with the 

never ending 

Pleasures of life.

#Poem #poems #sad poetry #poetry #poems on tumblr #it girl

[grace-mi]

Poem: Your Frankenstein

Stuff hair down my throat

So that I'm silenced

Let it suffocate me dry 

I will choke back the tears

the sobs filled with nothing but 

Strung out moans

Slice at my throat 

So that the only thing leaving my mouth is blood

Let its wet lacquer seep to the floor

Flowing out in an eloquent array

I'm lifeless in your hands

Good for nothing but sacrifice

Silence me

Chastise my heart

Tear my mind from its sweet cupboard

Im sick of it.

I would much rather be gutted

Rip my organs from my carcass 

And then stuff me with cotton

Let it sop up the rest of my stupidity

And leave me bare

I am not good for words,

Sew my mouth shut.

I am made to sit still,

Let the stapler bounce against my boned toes, 

Leaving them deformed

Large metal bullets sticking out like 

Candles on a cake

Or mold me like putty,

Stretching me thin and wide.

I will tear my body for you

Let me please you.

Rip my arms off,

Breaking my bones.

They give me no help anyway.

Do anything.

Silence me.

Use me.

But please,

Keep me.

#sad poem #poem #poems on tumblr #original poem

[grace-mi]

Poem: Venus

VENUS:

I will always be the girl that falls in love with everything around me,

The one that falls in love with the places I go,

The nature that surrounds me,

The people I meet.

Im the one that finds beauty 

In the tiniest of rocks,

The harshest of storms,

In every moon phase,

In every fallen leaf,

In every smile.

In every moment I live

I will be the girl in love.

[grace-mi]

Poem:

Kiss me

Kiss me too

Bite off my skin if you please

My pallid skin under your touch

Let my blood pour into your mouth

Into your stomach

Let my scent fill your nose

Your beautiful nose

Love me

Love me too

Why cant you love me too

I tear deep into my flesh

Feeling the organs slosh around

Through my dangly fingers

Im trying to find a reason

Amongst the bone and veins

For why you dont want me.

[grace-mi]

Me: *wants to write a book with good characters and sweet romance.

Also me: *writes a book about a 7ft Goddess who gaslights her nerdy demi-god boyfriend into thinking Hes short cause he’s 6.9ft.

#writing #creative writing #romance books #fantasy books #book recommendations #writing prompt #goddess #fantasy novel #dark fantasy #fantasy romance

[grace-mi]

“Dancing in the Rain”

Perran brushed some hair out of my face and I held my breath. I watched as his eyes trailed over my face and his mouth formed into a frown.

"What were you even doing to get all of this dirt on you?"

I remained silent.

Perran chuckled to himself and his eyebrows tilted up. "Only you would willingly go outside in this storm."

"I regret nothing," I said.

Perran shook his head and leaned forward to look out the window I climbed back into. "Of course, you don't," he teased. "It's still pouring. At least you had some sense." His eyes peered back to me and I smiled softly.

"I came back inside to get you," I whispered.

Perran paused before shaking his head. Looking away quickly. He chuckled again and I noticed his now reddened face. "You should've stayed out there, then."

I tilted my head to meet his eyes. He brushed a hand over his cheek, turning down and away from me. "Why? It was so peaceful, I wanted to enjoy it with you."

Perran turned up to me suddenly. "And why would you want me? I'm sure the others would gladly enjoy your company."

I pouted. "you wouldn't."

He went rigid before turning away from me. "of course, I would." He whispered back.

I smiled again. Pulling him along with me. "Then let's hurry and go feel the rain before it stops." I pulled him to the door, but he paused halfway outside.

"Anemone." He called.

The rain pelted against my skin and the sound thrummed against my ears. "Come on! It feels amazing!" I yelled.

Perran peered around before joining me. He cringed. "This is awful." He grunted.

I laughed loudly, spinning around. "It's so warm!" I cooed.

Perran raised an eyebrow. "It's freezing!" He yelled back.

I turned to him and hummed. The rain picked up and the thrum turned into a cacophony of pellets from the sky. I wiped some rain from my face with no peril. "Gosh. I can barely see or hear you..." I started.

Perran looked to speak, and I squinted at him.

"What did you say?" I yelled.

Perran's blurry frame walked towards me and he placed his hands above my eyes, shielding the rain. He leaned towards my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “You need to keep your hands above your eyes to shield the rain, Anemone.” He pulled back away from me.

I smiled down at him and crinkled my nose. “You worry too much! I’m managing perfectly fine.” I proudly cocked my head and puffed my wings. “And why would I keep the rain off my face? I feels so angelic~ It feels exactly like how the Trimis Taiga looks.” I turned to him. “Here, take my hand.”

Perran raised an eyebrow before taking it.

I used his hand as a dance partner and spun around.

“What are you doing?” He asked. Yet he still raised his hand higher so I could twirl under it.

I smiled at him. “It’s like a million drops of tears are dancing.”

Perran shook his head. “That was poetic.” He teased.

I smiled widely at him and he spun me out before pulling me back towards him, positioning himself at my side. I grabbed his shoulder, swaying softly.

He shook his head and leaned forward. “Can I hold you waist?”

I laughed. “You don’t have to ask.”

“Of course I do.” He stated candidly.

I blushed sofly and nodded. Only Perran would ask to just hold someone’s waist while dancing. I tilted my head, teasingly. “Well then, gentleman. I permit you pleasant enough to hold my waist.” I cooded.

He looked to my side and placed his hand gently on my waist. “This would be much better if we had music.” He deemed.

I shook my head and drifted side to side with him, guiding us into a simple dance. “This is already perfect.” I looked at our feet to make sure I wouldn’t step on his. If we weren’t so close, I wouldn’t have heard him reply.

“Yes,” He softly agreed.

I turned to look up at him. “You think this is perfect?”

He stared his glowing green eyes into my own before he spinning me away from him. When he pulled me back he replied. “I would love to agree, but, Anemone, I can’t see anything.” We came to a pause and he released his hand from my waist, shielding his eyes again.

I placed my hands on either side of his face. “Hold on.”

He let out a hiss and looked up at me, the eyes behind his rain kissed glasses wide. I reached behind his ears and pulled the glasses from his face. “You should take these off.”

He grabbed my hands before his frames entirely left his face. “No, I want to keep them on.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Why? The rain won’t bother you as much if you take them off.”

He blushed again, pulling the glasses out of hands and cleaned them with his soaked shirt before putting them back on. “I want to be able to see you,” He stated.

We both looked at each other in shock.

“I meant-!” He gasped and turned away, fixing his glasses. “No- I don’t even know what I meant! Forget you heard that. I’m sorry.” He rambled loudly.

I laughed and grabbed his elbow. “It’s ok! I want to see you too!”

He turned quickly wide eyed and red. “You do…?” his eyes seemed to warble at my words.

My smiled widened. “Of course, I want to enjoy the rain with you. It would be a shame if we lost each other cause we couldn’t see.”

He seemed dejected, and nodded.

Did I say something wrong? I raised an eyebrow as Perran turned around again and started walking. “Where are you going?” I called after him.

“I need to go freshen up. I’m freezing! We’re going to get sick!” He yelled back.

I ran to him and grabbed his arm again. “Wait no! Please give us a few more minutes!”

Perran turned around his face distraught. “I can’t think straight out here, Anemone. The noise is too loud. I can’t even control what i’m saying. I need some tea and silence.”

I paused and pouted. Before reluctantly nodding my head. “Alright. I didn’t know this was so horrible for you.”

Perran gritted his teeth. “No it’s ok.” He pulled me along to the front door, out of the rain. The world turned quieter and more clear and I could visibly see his flushed face. He brushed back his bangs, and sighed. “You did nothing wrong,” he started, “I just need to warm up and collect my thoughts.” He paused a moment and opened the door. “You can stay out here if you want. I’m not going to force you to follow after me. But when you are ready I’ll be in the kitchen making something warm to drink.”

I nodded. “Alright. I’m going to stay out here a little longer.”

Perran nodded and went into the house, shutting the door behind him.

I turned back to face the rain and sat down on the stoned floor. I pressed my hands to my warm cheeks. I closed my eyes tightly and focused on the thrum of the rain.

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Yes I'm a die hard romantic whore. I regret nothing.

Sub-blurb from my book "Goddess of Wind and Snow"

#creative writing #writing #writing prompt #romantic #story #fantasy romance #fantasy books #romance books #dark fantasy #fantasy novel #book recommendations

[grace-mi]

This is the dream

Through the fields

#pascalcampion

[grace-mi]

Poem: Life Is A Brain Game Puzzle

Life is like a never-ending brain game puzzle.

you spend your days

putting together the pieces of knowledge

that have been accumulated with experience,

trying your best to make them fit,

yet, no matter what,

you eventually get stuck

between two pieces that look almost identical,

and can’t proceed further to finish.

Life is a brain game puzzle.

Now there’s the dilemma

of never being able to complete the puzzle,

because your mind is so focused

on trying to get those two puzzle pieces to fit

despite the sides not matching up.

Life is a brain game puzzle.

The only way to surpass this mental blockade

is to jumble up your entire puzzle and mind,

inducing chaos to refocus your mindset

and to see the world with new eyes.

Life is like a puzzle,

because although the chaos is always messy and scary,

You go back to the puzzle with a new point of view

and can now advance further.

Life is just a never-ending brain game puzzle.

#poets corner #poetry #brain games #poem #writing #original poem

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These are exquisite

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[grace-mi]

-Im The flightless Bird-

Im the flightless bird,

That sits in my nest of childhood achievements,

Clutching them to my chest,

While desperately watching others leave and Fly,

Because they’re the best,

And they’re soaring,

Arms spread,

Feeling the wind in their feathers.

Gorgeously glazing the sky with their presence,

Leaving me behind.

I’ve tried my best to learn to fly,

But every time I try-

I fall.

And crash.

And splatter,

Like the dull wet drops of paint,

That stain and ruin

My insignificant artwork.

I wonder if those talented birds

Were fed a fat worm I was late for?

Or maybe my wings were clipped?

Because I’ve given my all,

I stretch my wings every day,

I have the same thirst to fly!

I dont want to just continue sitting here,

Waiting in the nest

Until I die.

How did they take off?

Maybe there was a spell?

Maybe im just cursed,

Because there was nothing to it for them

While I’m still stuck in a cell.

And I’m left here,

Alone.

Watching from the nest of the ones who

Want to be great,

While my younger broods,

Dazzle and shine

with their extraordinary art

And great grades,

Singing the songs of grandeur.

I would try to leave for a different nest,

One filled with people like me!

People who want to be free!

Because I never chose this nest for the best,

I was placed here due to my primmed feathers,

That make me look like they do,

With promise that I would shine too.

But.

Im the flightless bird.

#poetsandwriters #poets corner #poem #sad #sad poem #sad poetry #birds #analogy #poems on tumblr #art #burnt out

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Anxiety

If my Anxiety was water,

It could fill an ocean.

It's endlessly vast,

and I'm constantly being

thrashed around.

If I don't find a raft soon,

I'm afraid I will drown.

If my Anxiety was a plant,

it would be a vine.

It stretches and grows

without the intensions to fight,

But it strangles out my brain and heart,

just for a little light.

If my Anxiety was a fire.

It would rage and blow,

It's kept me warm,

even when my heart

felt like snow.

But I'm constantly burning,

my skin hot to the touch,

and even when the problem is simple,

the fire is too much.

But my Anxiety is not

Water,

A Vine,

A Fire,

My Anxiety is me.

I wish my anxiety kept to itself,

and would just let me be.

#poetry #anxiety #writing #poet #anxietypoem #idk

[grace-mi]

Title: A Soft, Baked Soul

I want to wake up in the morning

To the smell of freshly baked bread,

To the sight of a solid frame kneading dough,

To the sound of soft greetings.

I want to hold them in my arms

and kiss their floured face.

It would be a dream come true.

There are so many partners

Who are pleasent for others,

Living a loud life,

One of luxury and wealth,

One of simple greetings

And violent love.

But they are not for me.

The only one I want to see

Is my freshly baked soul,

Who can soothe my fragile heart

With the softest of smiles,

Who can knead my mind with kind words,

Who can wrap me in a cozily heated embrace,

Someone who can match my pace.

So please deities above,

send me a love

who can bake.

And it will be my goal,

to cherish them with all my soul.

#sad poetry #poetry #poet #romantic poetry #writing

[grace-mi]

Story concept #6

(This is literally just based off my life :p )

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Every time the mc went to sleep, they had gruesome nightmares. however, one day a dude showed up in their dreams and saved them. After that, he showed up and prevented the nightmares.

It would be a totally normal good dream, except for the fact that he seems to be fully conscious that it's a dream, and he shows up EVERY NIGHT!

The mc has tried to ask for his name, but every time he tells mc, they can't hear anything.

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Or a lil short pov change:

Every time this dude goes to sleep, he keeps dreaming of this dumbass who can't help but turn his pleasant dream into a nightmare. Luckily, he can stop them because he only lucid dreams.

#writing #manhwa #fantasy #writers on tumblr #writing prompt #writerscommunity #story prompt #story concept #story ideas #romance #dreams #soulmate

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“We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.”

— Seneca

[grace-mi]

Story idea: Family Feuds

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Two rival families full of witches that have lived next to each other for generations are having their yearly dinner to to see who will win the annual competition to decide which coven is superior. The losing family of the games will have their coming of age witches lose their magic. (Its basically like resetting their magical ability, so if they were super powerful, they’re now just beginner level and can work back up again)

Sunny and Raine had been friends at school for years, but never connected the dots that not only are they neighbors, they’re sworn enemies.

Sunny offered to walk Raine home one day and was really confused as to why she ended up at her own place.

When the night of the competition came, the two pretend to hate each other so their families wont find out they’ve become friends with their arch nemesis.

Sunny and Raine then spend the night playing the dangerous games, and don’t try at all when it comes to facing each other (since they’re in the same coming of age group) as well as try to convince their families that the other family is actually isnt that bad.

Sunny and Raine come up with a plan that this year will be a tie between families, which will hopefully end their rivalry and cause no one to lose their magic. They also wonder what started the family feud in the beginning, and if they solve it, will the feud be over?

Raine’s normal personality is very stoic and monotone with their hair constantly covering their eyes, however Raine is actually a total crybaby instead of being stoic.

Sunny is the “awkward smart child” of the family. She has straight A’s and excels at any witchcraft she does. But she actually loves toads and dark magic. (She doesn’t tell her family this, because they’re supposed to hate toads and dark magic.)

Throughout the competitions Sunny and Raine make friends with the other family members due to similar interests. Ex- Sunny and Gale(Raine’s cousin) bond over manga. They also try interrogating the older family members to find out what started the feud, no family member knows though.

Sunny and Raine then go sneaking around the house and find information about the elders that makes no sense. Apparently, their power grows every year, right after the competition, even if their family lost the competition/their powers. They also find the spell that allows someone to steal their magic which needs a vessel (ie- any object, like a liquid or someone edible)

The elders catch them and force them to leave the room before either has a chance to retort. When everyone is back in a group the elders announce that Sunny and Raine will fight each other for the final duel.

Raine and Sunny start weakly attacking each other, until Raine cant hold it anymore and starts sobbing about how he could never fight Sunny. His family is left speechless. Sunny then states that she could never fight Raine because shes friends them/loves them, and Raine blushes and admits his feelings too.

The elders then go on a long speech about proper witches and how to behave like a proper Kiran/Mistral, and blame everyone for being bad.

Because of this the familes argue about “who caused this problem” and start fighting one another in a full on blood bath brawl to decide which family will win.

Raine and Sunny stop them along with their new friends/cousin’s. Sunny then yells about its ridiculous that theres still a feud between families, when no one even knows what started this all. Everyone starts agreeing and the elders get anxious and start going on a long explanation about how “it doesn’t matter the original reason. What matters is beating each other.”

Suddenly Midnight strikes and the games are over and left at a tie. Everyone is worried that they will all lose their powers now. The elders then state that both parties will lose their powers. They then grab Sunny and Raine and say that they will be tribute. They give Raine and Sunny two glasses with the “failure liquid.” Sunny then realizes that this liquid is the vessel for stealing powers. She takes both Raine and hers and smashes it against the ground. The elders freak out and are physically weakened by this. She then tells both families that the elders have been using this family feud to steal magic for themselves, and that the competition was a farce. The elders deny this, but then people start siding with sunny and raine.

The Kiran elder then tells their coven to restrain Sunny, but the Mistrals step between them, telling them no. The Kirans then announce that the feud is over, and they wont take any more magic. The elders then try to attack Raine, but Sunny jumps in the way getting zapped. Raine then uses magic to turn the elders into toads. (Insert dumb joke about him hating both)

Finally everyone is silent and morning, and Raine starts crying over Sunny when she groggily get up and ask whats wrong. Raine starts sobbing that they thought she died. Sunny then kisses Raine.

The families then decide to stick with their truce and stop this family feud for ever.

Theres a time skip to the three years later. Sunny and Raine are dating and the families just play family feud and board games together.

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Raine Mistral: he/they

Sunny Kiran: she/her

The Kirans: sun + cats + yellow/bright colors

The Mistrals: rain/clouds + toads + blue/dark colors

#story prompt #story concept #story ideas #writing #writers on tumblr #x reader #fantasy #witches #art #anime #romance anime #books

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Original character Dialogue that I was just brain storming: feel free to use it for fan fiction for other character lmao

From my story: the little star witch

Rolu x Luna

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“Are you going to sleep?” Rolu whispered out into the darkness. A faint shift of his body could be heard as he turned on his small bed.

“I cant.” I whisper back after a long pause. I turned to face him and was met by elliptical irises being slightly illuminated by the moonlight.

“You need to, Witches need sleep.” He shifted a little closer and his hand grazed over my forehead. “I don’t want you to get sick because you didn’t sleep.”

“I thought you didn’t care.” I mumbled. But instead of a response he turned his back on me and faced the other wall. I blanched. I ruined my chances at getting closer to him. “Sorry. That came out wrong.” I finally said. I felt a sudden shift as the bed irked and he faced me again.

“It came out fine, Luna. You’re right, I dont care.”

Despite the darkness I could tell he was narrowing his eyes at me. Instead of acknowledging his harsh words, I changed the subject. “I guess you must find this easy.”

“What?”

“Sleeping.”

“Oh.” He shifted again, and I finally turned away from him.

“You know, cause you’re a cat.” I heard a scoff.

“Im not just a cat. Im a familiar. And I don’t know if its easy to sleep or not. Familiars just follow their masters actions. And since I don’t know if Gia still falls asleep easily, I don’t know about myself, either.”

At that, I turned back to him, shifting so I was on my side, propped slightly up by my hand. “You get to decide things for yourself. Gia is gone so you dont have to be her shadow. Maybe its a good thing shes gone, youll get to learn about yourself.” When he didnt say anything I blanched for the second time that night. Gia was a rough subject for him, and criticizing his faith in her would only drive us apart more, but It couldn’t be helped. Why did he have to be so loyal to her? It was known that their black cats weren’t as die-hard devoted as Rolu was to Gia. Why couldn’t Rolu feel that way about me? I shook the thought from my head and went to apologize again, but Before I could say sorry, Rolu flipped me onto my back and pinned me to the bed. “R-Rolu?” I staggered out.

He stared down, his stoic gaze trailing over my body. The slants in his eyes thinned. “You need to stop running your mouth, little star witch.” He leaned down closer so our faces were breaths away. “Dont ever say that Gia leaving was a good thing”

“I-I didnt mean it like that, Rolu.” I stammered out. I truly didnt mean it like that, only that he could be free to do and think as he pleased. “are you ok, Rolu? Rolu?

“Stop saying my name!” He slammed a clenched fist into the mattress by my head, I gasped lightly. He flinched, and shuffled back. I could faintly make out that his ears were pinned down, and his tail was drooped between his legs.

He suddenly got up from the bed. “Ill go get water.” He whispered. With that, he scampered from the room and down the hallway, his footsteps becoming softer with each passing moment.

#manhwa #webnovel #story concept #writing prompt #writing #oc #original character #fantasy #catboy #witches