#randomwriting

[captainwolf]

Second star to the right

|| Captain Hook x g/n reader

Trigger warnings: n/a

Theme: Angst/fluff/nonsense/

The moonlit waters were calm as the vast ship nestled on the surface. Mermaids danced and splashed nearby the shore, for every time the water was lit by the moon they would stir. Your hand caressed the smooth wooden railing of the jolly roger as you looked up at the night sky. The dark sky was peppered with bright twinkling stars. Your gaze was entranced by the second bright star to the right in the night sky.

You let out a sigh as all the tension in your body seemed to vanish with it. It had been a stressful adventure as of late. What with pan with the lost boys teasing Hook and the redskins chasing off the pirates went plundering. The seas quietness this night seemed to bring a tranquil wave over the crew. You hadn’t been in Neverland long but it was much needed.

“Say, what does me hearty think?” Came a familiar voice from behind. It was the captain himself. Hook.

You shivered as cold metal lightly brushed up the side of your neck and trailed across your jaw. It was his signature claw. Turning your head slightly, the sharp point of the hook lightly dug into your skin. Your gaze slowly lifted up to meet the captains bright blue forget-me-nots.

“Aye, I seem to have forgotten.” You answered honestly. “Remind me once more.”

Looking down at you, the captain tilted his head slightly in confusion as he lowered his hook. His mouth opened slightly as if to speak only to close again with no words being spoken. Instead, the pirate captain swiftly leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your mouth. It was quick yet the feeling of his soft lips on yours seemed to linger for what seemed like forever.

You stood, frozen from shock, before blinking and snapping back to reality. In a blur, a swift hand was raised and struck the captain across the face. It took a moment for you to realize that it was your hand.

Hook just stared down at you as tears brimmed your eyes. You asked him to make you remember. And he did.

A wave of mixed feeling came over you as you turned away from him. Hands grasping the railing of the ship to steading yourself, you leaned over it and sobbed. You were looking up at the stars, the second one to the right to be precise, thinking about your lost loved one before Hook showed up and how you wished they were beside you to see the beauty of Neverland.

“Oh my darling..,” the pirate whispered, reaching over to gently pull you into an embrace. His sudden sympathetic tone caught you off guard for a split second.

This was Hook! The scary man all lost boys told stories about! The fearsome Captain that barked orders at the scurvy crew and cut down anyone who disobeyed them with his hook. But the thought quickly passed as you turned without hesitation towards him, burying your head into his chest and wrapped your arms around him. Muffled sobs could be faintly heard as you tightened your grip around the man’s waist.

He just stood, quietly shushing you. The pirate’s hook carefully pointed down as his other arm held you close to him. His hand gently petting your head while whispering soothing words.

Finally when you had calmed down enough, you broke the embrace. You looked up at him and noticed a few tears in the captain’s shimmering blue eyes.

“A-are you alright?” You asked, slightly pulling away to get a better look at the man. He nodded with a reassuring smile before letting you go.

Hook walked over to the stairs and went up to the helm. He stood with his back to you as he gazed out at the calm sea. You stood watching him as thoughts ran through your head as you why the captain suddenly seemed to let his guard down.

The breeze in the air was chill and seemed to awaken the ship whenever it would pass by. The wooden boards creaked as the lines and canvases of the masses danced.

Curiously, you followed to where he was and sat at the top of the stair. You just felt the need to be near him at this point. After a long moments silence, you heard the sound of his heavy boots growing closer. You glanced up to see him standing next you.

“May I?” He asked.

You nodded and he sat down next to you on the stairs.

[floweryprosegarden]

Excerpt #1: The Waiting Room

    Seated in the doctor’s office I peeked over my magazine, causing the collage of perfume bottles to distort until they resembled vague, pastel coloured light-bulbs clustered at the brim of my vision. Across me slouched a woman with a house shaped cage on her lap, a string of drool snailing down her chin as she snored. I made a face at her green-cheeked conure as it inched down its tightrope towards me, bobbing its head. The middle-aged man a few seats down, his cowboy hat flipped over his eyes, fanned himself with a lung disease brochure even though the air conditioning had been set to blast. My eyes followed their thought bubbles as they bounced off the oily walls and popped. The severed letters puffed up to the ceiling in a cloud of confetti, mundane details they’d already forgotten. The parakeet’s thoughts were less entertaining, a string of staccatos that fizzled out before they could even form. 

     When the secretary, a bullnecked woman with streaked green hair grated down to a pixie cut, waved her faux quill pen at me, I placed my magazine back on the rack and followed her down a hallway tiled with domino doors. She kept glancing back to confirm I was still on her heels and hadn’t wandered off like a sneaky child. Once we reached my cubicle she finally left me alone, her black heels clacking against the shiny floor as she trotted off. I crunched down on the paper spread out over the bed, dizzy from the reek of iodoform. Fortunately the doctor arrived quickly, tapping a clipboard against his palm as he asked why I’d come. I lied that my back had been killing me and we both shrugged and nodded at the hardships of old age. 

[kucintadinz]

Choose Me, Pick Me, Love Me: A Short Story

This is just a random love story that... I don’t know. I was in the mood for writing. It’s just a short chapter that I’m not sure if I will continue but yeah XD Have fun reading I guess, and I’m sorry if it’s not good XD

Chapter 1

Wish I could get a little undrunk, so I could unlove you.

The girl curled into herself, her palm covering her mouth, trying to stifle her sobs. She should have known better, or maybe she did but decided to ignore it. If she was being honest, she had been hoping for something different. She thought this was different, that she was different. But it had been hard. Everything she did seemed inadequate and she was close to giving up. It was taking everything in her to not just say fuck it and let go, because without him, what was she? Empty. Invisible.

She leaned back, her head hitting the back of the cupboard with a gentle thud. Closing her eyes, the tears streamed down her face as she tried her best to remember all the good times they had. She knew it was time to let go, but maybe she could handle it for one more day. The past few months have been amazing. Every single second had made her feel like she was floating on cloud nine, and she was high on it. Her memories lingered to the first time they had met. Surprisingly, she had made the first move, and she had never done that before. He was special.

“Look, I’m telling you, that quiz was just a tri- ACK!” Textbooks went flying everywhere as the girl slammed into a wall. She stumbled back a few steps and promptly fell to the floor, landing ungracefully. When was that wall ever there? She looked back up and gasped, her face slowly reddening. “A-are you okay?” A shy smile accompanied that question, as the boy extended his hand to her. With a slight shaking of her head, she quickly grabbed the stray textbooks and tried her best to stand up. The moment she leaned on her right ankle, it gave way with a sharp pain, causing her to fall back onto the floor. “Fuck,” she whispered to herself. The boy crouched down with a worried expression and turned his back towards her. With a slight lift of his lips, he gestured at her to get onto his back.

Maybe it was the pain pushing her, or maybe it was the way her heart was beating fast. Either way, she slowly held onto the boy’s broad shoulders and lifted herself up, wrapping her legs awkwardly around his waist. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, feeling embarrassed that he was put in that situation thanks to her clumsiness. She leaned her forehead onto his right shoulder, hoping the ground would swallow her up, but it did not. Instead, the boy kept walking towards the nurses’ office, with her on his back.

She heard the door being opened and gently, the boy let her down on one of the unoccupied beds. Once again, she whispered, “Thank you.” He just gave her a fleeting smile, and turned towards the nurse to explain what had happened. The next few moments were a blur for her as the nurse rushed to get an ice pack and made her eat several graham crackers. All she could focus on was the boy leaning against the door, with a slightly worried expression on his face.

She had to admit, he was handsome. He had the type of face that one would walk past at first, but then doubled back. With tousled brown hair and deep blue eyes, it was easy to get lost in his gaze. But at the same time, he was the type of guy who was probably not aware of his looks. The girl remembered seeing him around school, but he was always with a small group of friends and he did not talk much. In fact, that incident was probably the first time she heard his voice. Her eyes lingered on him for a few minutes, before realising that he too was looking back at her.

With a blush, she snapped her eyes away towards the nurse who was pushing a glass of water into the palm. She quickly thanked the nurse and drank the water. I hope he doesn’t think that I was being creepy. How long was I staring at him, anyway? She internally chastised herself for getting too lost in her own thoughts. After a few more minutes of fussing, the nurse allowed her to leave the office, though she would have to walk with a slight limp and was advised to stay off her ankle as much as she can.

Hobbling out the door, she almost fell face forward when a gentle hand grabbed her upper arm. “Be careful there. Here, let me carry your bag for you,” the boy said with that infuriating slight smile that made her heart flutter. She bit her lip and slowly nodded her head. She slowly passed her bag to him and held onto the hand that he offered, both heading towards her classroom. There, he helped her back onto her desk. “So….” The boy gave a bashful smile. “I’m sorry for bumping into you. I hope you feel better and… yeah.” His fingers drummed on her desk for a short moment before turning around.

Should I? I should. Yes, I really should.

“Hey,” her voice startled her a little bit, especially since she had been quiet from the moment she stared into those eyes. The boy paused and turned around, cocking his head curiously. She cleared her throat and decided to go for it. What was the worst that could happen right? Letting it all out in one go, she rushed the words out of her. “Do you maybe want to grab a meal with me? This weekend?”

Silence. Possibly for a few seconds, but it felt like eternity to her. She could feel her fingers start to shake, and gripped them together hard.

He smiled and she felt her heart flutter all over again. She could not possibly be falling for him… right? It’s just a crush. “I would love to,” he replied.

“Great! I’m Blair Willows.”

“Skip Herthauzer. And it’s lovely to meet you.”

[pillowritings]

PARALLEL UNIVERSE

Hearts suddenly bumped into each other Shared laughter and sadness together Never thought it could be different Strange heartbeat but we remain silent

It’s harmless but delicate Both know we need to separate I’m afraid to fall not to be caught I hate what this universe brought

We could be these two parallel lines That’s how our universe truly designs Lines are both in the same place But never meet on the same phase

[mrs-nih]

Smiling Back

Though She Walked Toward me with a radiant smile, my mind was on someone else. In her white dress and blooming bouquet she was so angelic, I almost didn't believe she was coming down the ails to make voles to me and me to her. 

And still, I could help but to picture my past walking to me. My Past would have worn something much more provocative, and stare me down as if she was going to devour me right there and now. My Future was coming to me with her brunette hair pulled back and held by flowers. I knew my Past would have her hair flowing over her shoulders, multi-colored in dark hues that added to the puzzle she was. My Future had a beautiful peach tan skin that came from a life far different than mine and blushed as she waved to others around her; she got closer. My Past had breathtaking scares that mirrored mine that she wore proudly on her pale skin, and she wouldn't even notice anyone else in the room. My Future had planed her vows, saying them correctly and bringing tears to my eyes, while my Past would have come up with something on the fly that would have the whole room in stitches. My Future Loves me for being reliable and hardworking. My Past knew of my weakness and demons, and she was strong when i couldn't be and soothed my tears and helped me battle myself when necessary. My Future came from a family, a mom, and dad, and many siblings that excepted me as there own. My Past shared having a lonely upbringing and worshiped friendship and loyalty more than anything. My Future was proud of what I achieved and where I was in life. My Past would have challenged me to go for the next goal or impossible dream and win or lose; she cheered me on like I was a champion and celebrated the attempt of climbing the mountain. I love both and would do anything to make them happy. My Past, although loved me, knew the truth. I was undeserving, and the Past told me we needed to end. I did what I thought would make The Past happy even with my heart was being demolished in the process I knew I would only hold the Past hostage. Though I was joyous when placing a ring on my Future, and I look forward to the house and kids, and the good and bad time we will have. And sealing my promise with a kiss, I couldn't help imagining my Past lips taking her place.  After the time has put forgotten bridges between me and the Past, and my Future gave me kids and joy beyond what I thought I deserved. The Past would appear in my mind with an all-knowing smile, of how I still hold a flame for them. I always find myself smiling back.

[gettingfittercauseimbitter-blog]

Stream of Consciousness

It's fleeting, I'm fleeting

My thoughts, my friends, my feeling

They say time is forever,

But it doesn't exist.

We are there, then we aren't

And the world doesn't know it.

So why do I care

When your blackhole consumes me

Why should I mind

When it ends before it's beginning

My new beginning is here.

Am I me, was I ever?

Am I real, this is surreal

Only I can know,

But I don't.

I don't know.

But I care,

I don't want to

Try not to,

Try too hard, think too hard

Thinking is hard, people are harder.

Wish I was harder,

But softer outside.

[corgiwithoute]

random

in the terrain of complete desolation,

she is in desire to seek redemption.

as she finds herself in nothing

but complete despair as people

continue to turn against her

she remains still but little do they know,

her heart is completely out of hope

little by little, 

her friends became her foe

and once again, she was all alone. 

[themajesticsloath]

She.

She walked in, stared all around. Clearly searching for something, something non important but important enough, to walk in. There was a conviction. She walked in at this time, on this day for a soul purpose just as I had walked in.

She walked out. I guess she wasn’t hungry.

R.