forcing myself open
but you don’t even care
how could you notice?
you didn’t know me
when I was closed
forcing myself open
eyes too wide to view
blind from staring
will you want me?
my beauty blinds
forcing myself open
legs spread field and sky
does that make you see?
heaven’s whore still untrue
I mean nothing
forcing myself open
this flower slowly dies
for its need to be seen
for you
Title: Bang
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: A bit of personal work.
Summary: A small splash of life.
Note: I wrote this last year. I can’t believe I never posted it.
there’s something in my heart
that cycles your name
and I want, want it out
when I go I don’t know
if I will say “I’m in love”
do I love you or what you are?
I hate this desire I no longer speak
of what use is it anyway?
would you believe if I told you?
would you believe I can’t show you?
can I love you and not what you are?
it scares me to think that I should do so
you are so beautiful you see
would you believe I could want you?
would you believe my desire’s true?
will I love you and what you are?
how can I refuse when both are lovely
and my dreams whisper you name
would you believe I should fear this?
would you believe in my silence?
do I love you or what you are?
perhaps you will never know, nor shall I
greater care will silence bring
would you believe my sacrifice?
would you believe love’s dearest cost?
Title: Hector’s Supper
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This is just a bit of stupidity for the sake of annoying a friend.
Summary: Hector the octopus goes for a walk and then makes dinner.
Note: Originally written as comment spam on poor amakarie‘s LJ. (Thus why it might read a little chopily.) FYI, Hector is her toy octopus.
Title: Horizon
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Although these characters are based on real people, they are by no means accurate representations of them. Nor are any of the situations described based on actual events. This is fiction for the pure and simple pleasure of it.
Summary: Hyde sings his baby to sleep.
Note: Just an image in my mind I wanted to write out. I think Hyde’s son is well past infant now. >.> Kind of nice to listen to Hyde’s song “Horizon” while reading it. Rather short.
Title: Of Gondolin Part 2/??
Rating: PG-13 so far
Pairing: GlorfindelxLaiqalassë, GlorfindelxEcthelion & a few random hinted ats…
Disclaimer: Although these characters are based on Tolkien’s, they are by no means completely accurate representations of them. And although some of the situations described are based on canon events, these are my interpretations of it. This is fiction for the pure and simple pleasure of it, nothing for profit. I own nothing.
Summary: Life in Gondolin, for the Lord and Captain of the House of the Golden Flower.
Note: This is all amakarie’s fault for encouraging me. This part beta’d by amakarie & shizzical but further feedback is welcomed.
Title: Of Gondolin Part 1/??
Rating: PG-13 so far
Pairing: GlorfindelxLaiqalassë, GlorfindelxEcthelion & a few random hinted ats…
Disclaimer: Although these characters are based on Tolkien’s, they are by no means completely accurate representations of them. And although some of the situations described are based on canon events, these are my interpretations of it. This is fiction for the pure and simple pleasure of it, nothing for profit. I own nothing.
Summary: Life in Gondolin, for the Lord and Captain of the House of the Golden Flower.
Note: This is all amakarie’s fault for encouraging me. I figure I should finally post the bits that are done. They’ve been looked at by amakarie and shizzical. This part seems kind of short compared to the others, but that’s where the split felt right!
Title: Breakfast Conversation
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: FingonxFingolfin
Disclaimer: I do not own the elfies. Tolkien’s estate does. 🙁 Please buy me the elfies for my birthday?
Summary: Turgon tells Aredhel a family secret over breakfast.
Note: Incest and some bad language. Not beta’d. This is total crack humour not at all meant to be taken seriously.
buy me a brush
so I can paint your eyes gray
close your sweet lips
and I will… take your hand
your words are my soul
and there’s no turning back
you gave me a…
whisper a lie
I need something to guide me
don’t look away
I hate that I can’t walk alone
I try to each day
still I’m starving for life
you gave me a…
up in a dream
I still taste your bitter mouth
unwillingly
say you will never see me again
I live alone now
no need for funeral
you gave me a…