Poem "to steal away"

This one is for Dak-shi, since she begs so earnestly for a poem about "ninjas" and because she have made awesome posters for some of my fics and graphics for one of my poems. I admit that I have taken artistic freedom to the concept of ninjas since the subject per se doesn't exactly vibrate my creative spirit. I took the meaning of the original word in Japanese shinobi; "to steal away". (I think I feel a slight T.S Eliot interference here too...)

Hope its dark enough, Dak-shi!

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The thought, as fast as I am, that "darkness never fades"
covers my face, and the night, with monochromatic shades
the blade sinks in and the cold air stings, as life bleeds over my boots.

I will need to clean it, I think, as the weight on my arm crumble and sink

The stillness is deafening, the darkness blinding
the light rain scorching, as it seeps through the fabric, finding
my cool, collected skin

and as always, when the night closes in
I delve in the surprise, that never seems to surprise me
why isn't the world in riot, screaming, shouting, crowding
why isn't the world in chaos, crying, beating and drowning

a man is dead, a man just died
his blood is on my boots
and hands

Why aren't there shouts in anger and sobs in grief
why isn't someone collecting around him
demanding in justice and peace

I have cut down a life as one would pick a flower
I have taken and buried or arranged for display
and nothing I leave makes a difference
to the indifference of men

and just as them, the silent night is still, too still
while the pool of blood grows larger
as if in quiet defiance
to me, and men
and to the science
of death

and I know that no one will come until morrow
and even then I feel no relief nor sorrow
just a strange curiosity

After all, I am just another weld in the human chain
bound by a fragile life
and I have an overwhelming need to know what will happen
when that wire bends and breaks

will it go quietly, in darkness
or explode in blinding light
will men rise and speak
or shall I do it for them?

I shall need to clean my boots, I think, before I steal another link

and my monochromatic thoughts give me hope
again and again
as to the difference I can make
to the indifference of men

Poem "it is dark now"

I am the darkness that suffocate
bright white light

I am the screams that echo
from mute broken walls

I am the pain and the blood
unheard and unseen
that breaks your ribs from within
and eats your rotting heart

LC9 beating the crap out of eachother

Who doesn't like boys beating up each other like they were made of titanium...Yes, whack that sucker...

New mindblowingly smutty "Warrior Baek Dong Soo" fanfic "Flesh"

So I went somewhat  (some say more...but I resent that...) crazy from lack of oxygen to my brain and other certain things and then I heard (repeatedly over and over again until my ears bled...) Anaapenas fanmix for DongSooslashYeoUn with "Flesh" and here are the results; a spankingly hardcore fanfic with our beloved OTP Dong Soo/Yeo Un in situations we would all like to see them in, often...and repeatedly...over and over again...(blood spurting out of every pore...). 

So all my perverted minions, go read, or whatever lascivious thing you would like to do (header is below for warning and link goes to my AO3 for reading as usual) :

"Flesh" by TaMeaut

(Un-ah! After we chop these dudes into pieces and bathe in their blood, how 'bout a "snack" at my place? I have peanut butter...)

Picture from PopV

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Title: Flesh 
Series: Warrior Baek Dong Soo
Soundtrack: Flesh – Simon Curtis
Spoilers: -
Time frame: Ep. 28 (right after the great battle at the palace where Un-ah and Dong Soo fought together)
Summary: Blood and fear are powerful aphrodisiacs, even more so when two of the most skilled swordsmen in Joseon come shoulder to shoulder in an epic battle to win the palace, and rivers of blood and bodies pool around them. Who wins in the end? And what spoils of war will be theirs after the blood is licked off their “swords”.
Excerpt: “Your tattered clothes in pieces around you, your hair clinging to your sweaty temples, a patch of dried blood on your cheek, your lips kiss-swollen as you watch me under half closed lids and I know what I want.”
Pairings: Baek Dong Soo/Yeo Un
Word count: ~5100
Rating: NC17 (hardcore smut, fluff and copious amounts of blood and other bodily liquids)
Warning: Just a sad excuse to have violent, blood tasting sex but I wanted this so badly and I regret nothing...I am living solely on the idea that Un-ah (after he leaves the fight) sits with his stone-face in front of the queen pretending not to have been just violently had by Dong Soo in all ways possible...
Other: Text in “bold” is original dialogue from series.
Thanks: Anaapenas who had ”Flesh” in her DSslashYW fanmix as alternative music to ”Euphoria” and I thought why not do something ”creative” with it since it is just begging for it.