#bnha
The Dark King hides within shadows and fiends;
Injured in a fight the world has never seen.
The White King stands on a pillar cracked;
Proud but wounded begins his final act.
Neither can live while the other survives;
Both Kings fall as the Final Battle arrives.
New dawn comes as the new Kings rise;
Painted in red by the Old Kings demise.
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 6:34 AM UTC
I sit in contemplation
trying to close my eyes
so I turn off the playstation
and drop my phone with a sigh.
Earlier, I tried to eat a pear
'cause fruit is healthy and stuff
but it was too hard for me not to care
it just wasn't ripe enough.
This show I've been obsessed with
and the manga after that
have busted that subconscious myth
that fiction has a lesser impact.
How long will I spend in the depths
of the fandom and content I find
accessible at my fingertips
and flooding through my mind?
When will I sense the ending
of this era of nights spent reading
headcanons, and content expanding
on the world on which I'm feeding?
Last night the latest chapter
was out on my mobile app
and I stumbled across it after
going to reread whatever was last.
It hit me like a ton of bricks
like the weight of hardback copies
of every scene the author depicts—
sent shock throughout my body.
A character who, before this day,
was invincible and proud
not unrivaled in his sway
but always drawing a crowd.
And then the last page caught me
and I could not look away
as tendrils from the enemy
cut through its raging prey
Too quick to be avoided
the hit was meant for another
but he knew he'd been appointed
as savior to his brother.
Taking a bullet for the one he abused
the one he had hated and cursed
before their fates were irrevocably fused
without either harsh role reversed—
All perceived slights against him
any contempt he thought he had shown
was forgotten as he jumped out to save him
His body just moved on its own.
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
in my world of red
everyone has a thread tied
to their pinky finger
sometimes it is a couple
that is connected, the small string
in between not
the only connection
sometimes
and this is most of the time
the string leads elsewhere
in my world of red, i am the
only one without
a thread of fate
tying my destined partner and i
together
except
until i met that certain
green-haired boy
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 6:35 PM UTC