Rainbow Threads

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mood: tired

music: Typing

Title: Lord of Lies
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: MT (Mature Teen - 16+) for some dark themes
Feedback/Concrit Welcome?: Yes please
Summary: You came into this world bloody, naked and screaming. Remember it? It happened. Slick with your mother’s blood, tied to her insides by a rope of flesh, you were banished from her body to scream and writhe in the hands of strangers...
Author's Note: This is what happens when I read too much Neil Gaiman.

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location: Living Room

mood: disappointed

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Underneath The Floorboards

( Down, beneath the floorboards... )

Tags: original work, poetry

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Title: Cellar Door
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: MT (Mature Teen - 16+) for some dark themes
Feedback/Concrit Welcome?: Yes please
Summary: Nothing ever changed. Not really. Every time he pretended that it would make a difference to him, but it never did. It never would.
Author's Note: I found this in the pile of old writing and thought it was extremely chilling and bizarre, so I gave it a quick polish, typed it up and, well, posted it. Enjoy!

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( It was always so forlorn once she was gone... )

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Title: At Joey's
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: MT (Mature Teen - 16+) for violence and swearing
Feedback/Concrit Welcome?: Yes please
Summary: The only illumination in that dark, damp alleyway came from the flickering neon sign that hung on one wall. "Joey's", it said, without bothering to explain what the Joey of the establishment actually did. It didn't need to. Everybody knew what Joey sold...
Author's Note: This is what you get when you go through the pile of old writing under your bed, find an old and somewhat poor Akira fanfic, gut it and re-write it as original fiction. Hope you enjoy it.

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( The only illumination in that dark, damp alleyway came from the flickering neon sign that hung on one wall.... )

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Because You Were Lost

( I see you in the darkness – )

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location: Bedroom

mood: sleepy

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We Will Never Be Free

( Let's ring in the new... )

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Justin

( Just when I think that no-one... )

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Marks

( The imprint of your lips burns on my wrist – )

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Siren

( I met a wand’ring siren once... )

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We

( We haven't met yet. )

Tags: original work, poetry

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I Think of You

( I think of you, sometimes... )

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( Nothing )

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( Space - A Haiku for Kassie )

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When

( When... )

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You & Me

( If you... )

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Your Novel

( I read your novel, darling. )

Tags: haiku, original work, poetry

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A Moment on the Lips: The Dieter’s Lament

( 'A moment on the lips is an inch on the hips.' )

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( Abuse )

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dis-jointed

( some times... )

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Empty Day

( An empty day. )

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How Many?

( How many...? )

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Lauren

( The embrace I see you in is beautiful. )

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( Mundanity )

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My Dear - Warning: This poem may be triggering. References to abuse.

( Who spared you the rod and spoiled the child? )

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My Patience

( My patience is like an elastic band. )

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No Love

( I have no love. )

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( peace )

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Perfection

( I seek perfection. )

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The Beast

( My heart beat hard with frantic fear... )

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Window

( I watch you eat. )

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( Sun )

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( Larks )

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( Light )

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( Brother )

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( Human Beings )

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( Clouds )

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( Former Friend )

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( Half a Self )

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( Storm )

Tags: haiku, original work

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Answer

( I know the answer. )

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In the Darkness of the Night

( In the darkness of the night... )

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( Lessons )

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My Space

( My space is small and I like it. )

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Of Those

( Of those who loved you... )

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The Eye Sonnets – Describe

( The eyes are compared to so much these days... )

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The Eye Sonnets – Other Self

( Your eyes can touch me like no other's can. )

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( The Trees )

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The White Blanket

( Once more the white blanket drops over my mind... )

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Today

( This is my notebook... )

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Touching

( Touching your body... )

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You

( I want to examine you... )

Tags: haiku, original work, poetry

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The Prisoner

( I feel trapped... )

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I Came to Learn

( I came to learn, I came to think... )

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Soldier Boy

( Your suffering touches me so deep, dear. )

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A Problem

( Cock? No, too harsh… )

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Sin

( You're a sin. )

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An Exam

( Time beginning... )

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My Childhood

( My childhood is a vague, unshaped thing... )

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Title: I Love
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: 15+, to be on the safe side
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine and I am not profiting.
Feedback/Con-crit Welcome?: Certainly, and I offer e-cookies to those who give it.
Summary: Drabbles about the love between the characters of Sweeney Todd.
Author’s Notes: I decided not to name these, as I think they work better without names. If they don’t, please tell me.

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( I love... )

Tags: drabble, fanfiction, tim burton's sweeney todd

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Still Silent

( I sit on the couch... )

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Beloved

( When I cry, you kiss the tears from my cheeks... )

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Crippled

( I am crippled by shyness. Oh... )

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Je Vous Déteste

( You're smoking a cigarette, although you don't realise it... )

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AN: I am considering turning this into a story, but this seems to work as a stand alone. Please tell me if you enjoy it.

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At the Launderette

( So I’m in the launderette, stuffing my underpants into a large, grey, industrial-looking monster that is apparently going to clean them for two pounds... )

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Title: Pains of the Memory
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: 13+
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Shawn Michaels, Ric Flair or Dave Batista, I do not own WWE, and this is a work of fiction.
Pairing: None
Feedback/Concrit Welcome?: Certainly, and I offer e-cookies to those who give it.
Summary: "Sadness is always the legacy of the past; regrets are pains of the memory." Shawn Michaels’s uncertainty comes back to bite him in the ass.
Author’s Notes: I am aware that Shawn drinking is uncharacteristic; it’s in there for a reason. Dedicated to Laurzykins, who is fantastic. Un beta-ed, be warned.

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( As Shawn leant back on the grey-green hotel couch and cracked open a beer, he thought - and now for the first time - that he should have said no to the Wrestlemania match... )

Tags: fanfiction, fic, wrestling

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( Eros )

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Title: Flashes of Fantasy - Amazing
Author: Falcon Whitaker
Rating: 13+, perhaps?
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of MVP or Matt Hardy, I do not own WWE, and this is a work of fiction.
Pairing: MVP/Matt Hardy
Feedback/Concrit Welcome?: Certainly, and I offer e-cookies to those who give it.
Summary: Tales of those brief - or not so brief - passions that take place backstage. MVP contemplates his former tag-team partner, who has so recently returned.
Author’s Notes: Part three of the pairing extravaganza. Dedicated to Laurz. Not officially beta-ed.

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( MVP hates Matt Hardy. )

Tags: fanfiction, fic, serial: flashes of fantasy, wrestling

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Unsure

( Sometimes, I cannot even be sure that I met you all. )

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