GirlgoyleGirlgoyle10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a seam in new poured concrete
will not move for you
inside my tongue is a muscle-red tack
pinning words at the base of my throat
i can neither swallow
press your boot into me, i will not break
i am stronger than your leathered heel
and the barbed foot inside
you took your sock off to gag me,
a useless motion
you cannot silence a stone
false hopes :: gun dreamsfalse hopes :: gun dreams8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't think I would be exaggerating if I said that my story was completely comprised of loss; of death and of running away; of losing.
There's little losses-- everyday losses. Losing a bet, not catching the train, losing your keys. Little things that remind you that you're born to be a loser. Then there's bigger things. Losing a parent, losing two, losing a sister.
Losing a friend.
But we take things on a timeline that keeps on going-- people say that time heals all wounds, but in a place this sick with false hopes and gun dreams, that's a whole big fuckin' load of bullshit.
There's very, very few things in this world that anyone can say they've mastered. But I think I'm writing this letter in this sketchbook because I've mastered something that everyone's got a diploma in. I'm gonna tie it up, put my demons away.
All these drawings.
All these images.
All this shit.
It started when I was five in Shanghai-- My mom died giving birth to my sister, Kai-huo. I don
It was an ugly wound...It was an ugly wound, raised red and angry against the princes pale skin. The unmistakeable X of one branded a pirate by the kings police force. His own son. There was a certain irony in it, Das was sure. He couldnt get it out of his mind, though, and that irritated him some. On a good day, he liked to think hed grown used to the more unpleasant aspects of the job. He hadnt been flying as long as the captain, or even Grip if it came to that, but hed definitely seen his fair share of things that kept him awake at night.It was an ugly wound...7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Never had he wasted time tossing and turning over a silly, spoilt brat before. If Éten if the prince was too stupid to look after himself, then that was his own problem. Then Das turned so violently that he rolled himself out of bed, and with a stream of curses, gave into fate. If he wasnt going to be sleeping, then the cross-dressing, life-ruining spawn of the Thieveshammer sure as hell wouldnt be
When Will You Cut These StringWhen Will You Cut These String8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When will you cut these strings?
I have done all of your things.
Been your puppet toy for hours,
The show of shows for all encounters.
I have given you my life my soul
And all you did was throw it in the hole.
Packed it up inside that trunk.
I was always your puppet runt.
The whole worlds a stage
As I am here on display.
Being Poke and prodded
I need something more solid.
The curtain closes dusty lights and all
Another act ends with the next curtain call.
Drum role please,
For this is my finial act
You will be in awe and amazed.
As I brake these strings.
And ruin the stage.
The Act will go on,
But not with me
For I am truly free
Because no one is the puppet master of me.
And then you will be the one
Hoping and praying that these stings will brake….
Cid x Vincent FanficThe battle was finally over. Cid stood there, clutching his bloody spear, over looking the battlefield. When he finally realized that the surviving monsters were retreating back into the forests and mountains, he looked up to scan the skies for any sign of him. Cid knew that he wasnt in any condition to be fighting right now. He hadnt slept or had anything to eat or drink in over a week, and he was fading fast. Finally, Cid could see a small figure come into view.Cid x Vincent Fanfic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Im gonna ring his fucking neck when I get a hold of him. Cid muttered to himself as he started walking over to where the figure was descending. Great, black wings; long, demon-like claws. Yeah, thats him alright. Cid continued to walk over to the demon. As the figure slowly drifted downward, Cid picked up his pace, getting ready to kill Vincent for doing something as stupid as fighting when he could hardly stand.
First he stops sleeping, then eating. Then he follows me out
School Nativity PlaySchool Nativity Play11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Miss Williams! Miss Williams!
You'd really best come quick!
The wise men keep on arguing,
And Joseph's just been sick!
The star somehow got broken,
We don't know yet who did it,
Some say that it was Lizzie -
I think it was Ned Pitt.
The girls were playing with Jesus,
And his head somehow came off…
And the boy that sings the solo,
Just got a nasty cough.
The wise men are still bickering,
Over which of them is most wise,
And one really seems to think,
That he's God in disguise.
The shepherds have just lost their sheep,
And don't know what to do –
I don't suppose that you'd know where
To find a random ewe?
Betsy says her tooth's come out,
And that she wants her mum;
And by now Joseph is looking
Really rather glum…
The audience are coming in,
But we're really in a state,
Do you think they'll mind too much
If we're about an hour late?
The scenery's fallen down again –
I just thought that you should know,
And, Miss Williams, you'll never guess…
Miss Williams? Where'd you go?
The feeling...Tell meThe feeling...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does you body get warm
D you crave this lust as much as I do?
Will it ever go away?
I hope not.
This beautiful feeling
the happy sensation
never let it leave me
let our hands touch
our hearts connect
have this wonderful bond
that we can only have
this wonderful feeling
that only we share
let it never die
never let it end
Faves+Pageviews? DA experimentI have now been a member of DeviantArt for a year and a half, and I was increasingly under the impression that people were favouriting my work for the sake of scoring themselves another pageview. I often visit peoples pages and find that they have pageviews coming out of their ears, even though their artwork is well not great.Faves+Pageviews? DA experiment7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
So I decided to do an experiment. I made a new DA account and submitted some photographs that no-one in their right mind would think was a good piece of artwork. I then clicked on the random deviant button at the bottom of the page about 50 times and favourited something from each persons gallery, no matter how good/bad the artwork was.
Now I usually have fairly high standards for my favourites, I will only favourite work that I genuinely think is good. But here I threw my standards out the window and favourited everything that came through the door. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that I only faved crap work. In fact
Genderless Love, PassionLook into their eyes, see their emotions.Genderless Love, Passion4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Feel what they feel, as you draw them in closer.
Touch their skin, caress the warm surface.
Hug them softly, feel your soul scream with desire.
Feel your heart race, at the most silent whisper.
Close your eyes, embrace their love.
The breath on the neck, the start of the frenzy.
Brush cheeks lightly, shiver at the sensation.
Let your noses touch and smile at what comes next.
Lean in closer, feel their warm breath sweep your face.
Touch once lightly with the lips, they're soft and inviting.
Touch a second time but slower, let the heat rise between you.
Kiss with passion and let the body follow.
Dance with the body, with your fir
What did you do?Wow.What did you do?4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Oh my Gosh, wow ..
What is this?
Why do I feel so tense all of a sudden?
What is this force that pounds against my chest.
It's pounding so hard it almost hurts.
I can hear my heartbeat in my head, why is it so loud?
I feel faint, I feel light headed.
Have I been drugged? Have you done this to me?!?
My mouth feels so dry It's so hard to swallow!
I can't breathe! I can't fucking breathe!!
Shit, I'm burning up! Where has this fever come from?
It feels so hot in here, everyone else looks just fine!
Why doesn't anyone else feel this heat?
It just me why is it just me? What is this?
How did you do this?
All you did .was look at me .
The secret truth is...I want to be the one to hold you closeThe secret truth is...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to be the one you never wanna let go
i want to be the one to claim you as mine
I want to be the one to call you baby, hunny, an mine
I want to be the one to create that smile that passes your lips
I want to be the one who kisses those lips
I want to be the one to trail your body with my fingertips
I want to be the one who you create a family with
I want to be the one you have trust in
I want to be the one you tell stuff to
I want to be the one you come to
I want to be the one to spoil you
I want to be the one you get married to
I want to be the one you sleep next to
I want to be the one that truly knows you
I want to be the one that outta this world cares for you
I want to be the one who lives with you
I want to be the one you finally say "I love you" to
All i keep saying is i want to be the one...
I am...the end is who i amI am...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the happiness you feel when you've done something right
the pain you feel with failure
the guilt the disdain and disgust
I'm the loss you feel at your loved ones absences
the longing to have them near you again
or to have anyone at all
I'm the abandonment you feel
when you've been left all alone
by the ones you've trusted
the sole few that have the power to hurt your
life hardened heart
I"m the hope you feel, the joy the elation
in spite of all things wrong
I'm the courage you have to carry on
i'm that one true friend that never really leaves
I"m the fear in your eyes, the torment
when you look in the mirror
and can't stand what you see there
I'm the ones that make you feel like you're worthless
I'm the love I wish i could give you every day
all the hugs and tenderness
the encouragement and compassion for others
the last kiss you feel at night, almost invisible in your sleep
I'm the dreams you cherish in this world
the impossibilities you can overcome
All the good y
Stop Naming Bits of EarthStop Naming Bits of Earth10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let them keep their slabs of fortune and safety-
there is fine reason
we listen to songs
that make us sad.
Through my EyesI know that life seems full of struggles,Through my Eyes5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
people and things pulling and pushing against you,
full of opportunities missed, given up or taken
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,
then you would know, what an amazing person you are
When you look in the mirror and see imperfections,
I see beauty
the most beautiful woman I have ever seen
When you feel like you have failed,
I see strength
someone who continually gets back up and keeps trying
When you feel like you have made the wrong choice
I see determination
a person that keeps going no matter what your world offers
When you feel like you are weak
I see compassion
someone with a gentle soul that cares about everyone
When you are feeling unsure,
I see wisdom
someone who is smart and can accomplish anything you set your mind to
When you feel you are alone
I see me
by your side, following whatever path you choose
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,
Because then you will know how much I believe in yo
TributeGail was born on the first of August 1942, the elder of two. She grew up in New York City, marrying by age 22 and producing three children of her own.Tribute7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
She'd tried her first cigarette when she was eleven. That shouldn't surprise you; in those days there wasn't a Surgeon General's warning or for that matter, any other public service messages.
While she enjoyed motherhood well enough, Gail also had a restless spirit; she was happiest when she was working, helping others, or driving her car. Accordingly, just before her 53rd birthday (and with her children grown and flown) she lost forty pounds and fulfilled a lifelong dream: qualifying as first an ambulance driver, then an EMT, for the local fire department.
She threw herself into her responsibilities with newfound purpose, losing even more weight and finally finding the strength to quit smoking. One young woman credited Gail with saving her life when she'd had a seizure at work. And she once made the local papers as one of several
The Burning GirlThe Burning Girl4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Resentful flowers bloomed beneath her skin -
The purple of the ink that floods her veins.
I half-suspect the girl's not of this world
But from a place where something wilder reigns.
After the death of Wilde's last Nightingale
This girl inherited her wounded, singing heart.
She knows a holiness older than any god
And all the bitter truth that lives in art.
The songs of Son of Man walk by her side -
Though sometimes lonely, she is never quite alone
And when the Sun itself threatens to die
She mutters "Fine then I will make my own."
Frail-seeming lily-child of Eastern Europe's pain,
When life had cut her to the bone, we learned
Her skeleton was stainless steel and vivid music
Her blood an endless song that soared and burned.
She lived And still she lives Walks, undefeated
Her path more wise than either straight or narrow.
Where others kneel in fear, she stands, unbowed
This burning girl, her soul stripped to the marrow.
Whatever you needWhen you need someoneWhatever you need4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to cross endless oceans
and pass through violent infernos
just to stand silently
and be there beside you
I will find a way
When you need some time
to gather your own thoughts
and you could do with the space
to spread your wings
and be yourself, unhindered
I will step away
TT: The Mall of Shopping - Ch1TT: The Mall of Shopping - Ch18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raven sighed deeply as she walked in through the electronic doors of the Jump City Mall. She had been here maybe once or twice before, back when there was a bookstore in here, but that was so long ago.
Just as she had expected, the mall was an over load to her senses...harsh, bright florescent lighting, loud noises and lots and lots of people. The empath glanced over at Starfire who's emerald eyes were lit up with a childlike wonderment at the "mall of shopping", her large eyes completely in awe at all the sights and sounds surrounding her. Raven smirked slightly and just shook her head. No matter how many times Starfire had been to the mall, it's always seems like her first time. One would never guess she had been to the mall at least twice a week.
"So where do we go first?" Raven finally asked. Star's eyes light up as she eagerly began to bounce in place, clapping her hands out of excitement.
"We could go the store of music or perhaps this "Topic of Hot" you speak of. I believe the "
the plasticized quantum theorythe plasticized quantum theory8 years ago in Open More Like This
une voleur honteux
slip of the tongue
in each saturated pore
spectrum rehearses its symphony
crooked whispers of a flute
a glimpse of blue infinitude
quiets the confines of los alamos
¿quién es él? eso piensa
paralysis in the peristalsis
jewel in the vitreous humor
until it watercolors
the poison of psyche
papillae the plagues
oxidizing ash and ember
a quivering effigy
splinters the moon
the mirrored hand exhales
swept the epileptic ceiling
dissolving tendrils of mahogany
detached from the retina
tranquil, the deception
the film frame fades
captured in the mercury
10 moments of silence10 moments of silence8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
[Ten moments of silence.]
I fell in love with the full,
fluffy heaps of white on sidewalks,
the icicles that clung
to gutters and railings.
My mountains changed;
They're blue and ridged now.
The summers bleed the pavement
like steaming gray socks.
Shade does not offer solace
from moist, viscous air. In the afternoons,
if luck chances by, the humidity lofts
into thick purple clouds
and rain slaps hot pavement.
I can breathe.
The carrot leaves
fell from gold foliage
like drops of sunset.
I closed my eyes and saw twelve wild turkeys
gaggle cross the yard, a doe freeze,
framed by the window, ineffable
bright-lined spiders in the bathtub.
Is it the hoar-frost winters that bring to mind
poetry? There is no Parnassus in Virginia,
only weed-filled fields and roads
that twine like filaments through mountains.
White-blossom dogwood and poison ivy
have me of two minds; Could I have one
without the other, please?
No, no thank-you. I'll come back
some other time.
AdorationI am jealous of the curly tendril of hairAdoration4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That lies gently upon her breast.
I dare not wake this angel
From her peaceful rest.
I watch her with adoring eyes
As she smiles sweetly in her slumber.
How many hours I could look at her
I cannot number.
This beautiful creature captures my heart
More and more every day.
I do not know what I would do without her,
By my side I hope she will stay.
Paneling tips for mangaPaneling tips for manga10 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Paneling is a part of Graphic design. O_- It's an art in itself, think of how you would do a collage and put together a puzzle, that's how paneling works.
You must understand the basic 2D design element:
movement, center of interest, value contrast, volume, size, perspective.... so on and on....
As for paneling.... there is no set way to do it, whether drawing the picture first, or draw the panel's first, or draw the panels and the pictures back and forth.... it's all upto the artist, as long as the result is satisfying to the artist. Just experiement and find the best way that suits you.
1. Panels must support your content: That's the most important thing.... if one line is going over an important character's head shot, omit that line and let the character stand out~ If one frame is more important than the other, you wish to make it a focus on the page, make that frame larger than the others, sometimes it can even overlap other panels alittle. However, being overly complicated