Poem: Finally Sleeping
#6 of 2021 mental health crisis i don't even know how to describe this one, but it's a cw for suicide for sure. cw: suicidal imagery ---------------------------------------- i never knew what rest meant. i never know i was tired.
Poem: Lifemates
#11 of 2021 mental health crisis i have a complex relationship with death... death and i are companions rowing e're forward with sticks; death and i are companions from the my smile to his shining white lips.
Poem: For Dakota
#17 of 2021 mental health crisis a poem for my partner. i love it when your smiles are real. i love it when they're true. i love it when they radiate, like light shines down on you.
Poem: My Art
#3 of 2021 mental health crisis a poem about why i need to live. my gift is needed here. it waits in the darkness where no one can hear. it holds a candle, always. it loves and it lives and it laughs. it hides, always.
Credits Roll, Post Game (PMD: WNA #1)
Until this afternoon it was either stop the crisis or be obliterated along with the planet, but with the crisis averted, celebi was to send me home. 'stay, is that even an option anymore?'
Prince of G nation: Chapter 4; Recapture
The hotel crisis?" marquis responded while marvin took a few steps back. "yes i am aware of that crisis we are mobilizing a team from the inner sanctum right now to neutralize them. it should be over soon enough."
To Give
A somber shroud deludes the brightened mood of kin concludes, a favor asked in crisis may shift the colours which paint this day, call on me and i will flood my heart with cures to calm your cancer, an aide to aid in tempestuous time when silence is not
Cold Days - Chapter 1
About a group of friends in a troubling time of an international nuclear crisis. this chapter mostly introduces characters and plot. note: some chapters may contain yiff in the form of m/f and m/m.
Worlds: B1, C1, Forgotten
Than during the oblivion crisis-" "what was the oblivion crisis?" i interrupt.
Poem: For My Mom
#1 of 2021 mental health crisis a sad poem about the damage my mom has done. cw: suicidal imagery. (and yes, i'm safe and getting help. actually posting this from sierra tucson of all places.)
Heraclitan Bird-Songs
To wander on in aimless wingèd travels - how suffering had made its spirit fled, exiled, in crisis cries its frame unfed; exhausted still, its little will unravels - near setting sun, its world undone in red; defiled, the thirsting flame engulfs the dead
It's Not Easy Being Huge
As a form of atonement while my nation barely survived a crisis it caused, the new government formed s.i.a.f. to deal with the rise of new threats that threatened the nation such as the ka-tao insurgents and the order of the five eyes.