Vyserii's Name ListHello, fellow viewers!Vyserii's Name List2 months ago in Profiles More Like This
I have constructed this list with every artist who has ever had problems finding large lists of unique names in mind. So, if you need any names, feel free to take any that are displayed below. They are not really alphabetical, only categorized by their beginning letter.
As a disclaimer, I didn't come up with them; I simply collected them over the span of my own search for names from baby naming sites, name generators, and such, so they are free to use and call your own!
You may reference to this as much as you want.
You may change the names' spelling to fit your needs.
Also, if you have any unique or interesting names, throw them in a comment and you might see it in here!
So please, have at it!
(Female and Male)
• Ashan'rai • Ashaera • Astlar • Alistaer • Azan • Azuri • Aksel • Abel • Alder
Passing Me ByYou are young, they sayPassing Me By2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't hurry, don't cry
But it feels like the world is
Passing me by
Happy for others
On their big days, I try
Not to feel like the world is
Passing me by
I laugh and I smile
As I wave them goodbye
Still feels like the world is
Passing me by
My heart is confused
I always ask why
Why it feels like the world is
Passing me by
Never a bridesmaid
Never a bride
Feels like the world is
Passing me by
The shield.The shield.4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Come take my hand
And leap with me
We'll fly through the moonbeams
And land safely
Into your nightmares
But I'll be your shield
I'll shine away the demons
And kiss away your fears
We'll jump from that vantage point
And fly through the stars
Don't be afraid to touch them
Only I will they harm.
So come take my hand
And walk along with me
I'll give you the petals and keep the thorns;
Only I will have to bleed.
Let Sleeping Gods Lie ARCHAEOLOGISTS CLAIM TO HAVE FOUND GODLet Sleeping Gods Lie1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Archaeologists revealed in a press conference that they had unearthed an Entity of Unknown Origin (EUO) early Thursday morning when they broke open a sealed structure. Up until the archaeologists cracked it open, the structure had been untouched for nearly two thousand years. Archaeologists were unable to answer how the EUO managed to survive, or why the structure was sealed in the first place.
“This is a major discovery,” says head archaeologist Noland Grace. “Whether you’re a Christian or not, this is going to be a game changer. We found God. It’s not just some controversial myth anymore. I expect a lot of people will be in a hurry to convert once this story gets out.”
Not everyone is so excited. “That place was sealed for a reason,” said a member of the dig crew. He spoke on condition of anonymity, because he was not authorized to disclose information.
Children of the UndergroundSuffocated by the filterChildren of the Underground1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Song of a miner
Hummed through the tunnels
Prayers for help
Deep under rubble
Shine sun, shine
Through my cracked visor
My skin caked with black coal
My heart leaping for the surface
Mining for the heart of the Earth
Mother Nature trapped by her skirt
Then I feel it burn my eyes
God's wrath rested upon the sky
Horizon nothing but dented helmets
Beams of light
Blinding the children of God
The ranks of those gone - standing tall
Once again, among the tunnel walls
Only to collapse at soft words
Remember the lost
Because the tunnels
Still repeat their last whispers
DBuilding SmutHe was kissing me. That was the only logical thought I could process. He was kissing me. His lips were moving against mine with an impatient aggression that made my knees weak and my heart race. The wall behind me and his weight against me were the only things holding me up, and one of his legs was pressing between mine. My mind was racing at a speed that I couldn't follow, jagged ideas and muffled observations leaping past me until I couldn't understand what was going on. I was acting impulsively, my hands resting against his chest and my tongue brushing against his without consulting my mind. I felt it shut down, no longer required in this situation.DBuilding Smut7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
I was kissing Day Clancy. That I could understand. I was kissing a tall, warm, sweaty eighteen-year-old boy in the theater department stairway. The cement wall was behind me, he was in front of me, and that was all I could comprehend. I was far too aware of his damp blond curls against my forehead, and the zipper of his jeans rubbing aga
RB Fic: Dark ArrivalTitle: Dark ArrivalRB Fic: Dark Arrival2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Blades/?; Blades/Heatwave; mentioned Chase/Boulder
Rating for cut version: R
Warnings for cut version: AU, non-con, slash, violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Rescue Bots. I make no profit from this.
A/N: Written for xNARAx as part of an art trade.
Sort of ties in with these two fics:
Blades frantically flew across the night sky alone. During a rescue at a warehouse that was being consumed by a massive inferno, Chase mysteriously sped off without Chief Burns and without communicating to the team, toward a wooded area. For a bot that was a stickler for rules, this was highly unusual behavior, and it worried him. He was the first to offer to track Chase down, and Chief Burns reluctantly agreed. The rest of the team was needed to keep the fire from spreading, and Dani stayed behind to offe
APH: Biale noceBiałe noceAPH: Biale noce5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Czyli pewniej nocy na Białorusi
Feliks obiecał sobie, że tego wieczoru upije się na amen, a kolejny dzień prześpi na kacu i będzie miał wszystkich w dupie. A co! Upicie się samo w sobie wiązało się w sumie z jednym tylko problemem finansowaniem, ale dlatego nie spijał się gdzieś w Szwecji czy Finlandii, gdzie alkohol był wkurzająco drogi, ale na wycieczce za wschodnią granicę. Ponadto w ramach i niech mi kurwa nikt nie przeszkadza" wybrał się w tym celu rzut beretem za białoruską ziemię. Nataszy tu raczej spotkać szans nie miał była w Mińsku lub może u Iwana, a nikt inny by się tu nie zapałętał w końcu to był dom Nataszy! Strasznej Nataszki, która terroryzowała Iwana, wszystkich innych mając głęboko gdzieś, o ile nie stawali na
RaindropsRaindrops3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Victoria laughed when they finally found cover from the rain. She wiped her eyes of the water, but raindrops still dripped onto their faces. Vincent gave a disapproving frown and tried to wipe the offending tears, until Victoria slapped his hand away.
"Don't do that," she said with a smirk, tucking her hair behind her ear. "You'll ruin my makeup."
"As if the rain hadn't already done that," Vincent replied, making her chuckle softly. Victoria sat down in the veranda and ushered for him to sit next to her. He happily obliged. His clothes crumpled uncomfortably in the rain and mud, but for some reason, it didn't seem to bother him as much. "You'll catch a cold at this rate."
Victoria's lips quirked into a strange smile, as she said, "You forget that I'm already dead."
"No," he replied, smiling as well. "You're very much alive. At least, to me you are."
Her eyes softened as she looked down and slowly grazed his fingertips with her own. Their conversation was tame yet surprisingly intimate,
TF Fic: Tempting PreyTitle: Tempting PreyTF Fic: Tempting Prey2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Rung/Sparkeater; Rung/Skids
Rating for cut version: R
Warnings for cut version: AU, masturbation, slash
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers characters. I make no profit from this.
A/N: This an alternate ending to More Than Meets the Eye comic, issue: Liars, A to D Part 3: The Chaos of Warm Things.
Rung sighed in content as he gazed over his newly decorated room, plaques and knickknacks neatly organized along walls and shelves. After a stressful day of having his arm cleaved off, nearly beaten to scrap by Whirl, and spending two hours getting everything organized just right in his space, he was ready for some much needed relaxation. Sitting down on his berth, he contemplated catching a few hours of recharge, but a different desire soon entered his processor. Quite some time had passed since he last indulged in a little self-service. His line of work often called for long hours and could be very tiring, so masturbation was usually the last thing on his min
Character Development QuizYour character is in a stable relationship of some description (if they are not in a relationship in the canon of your story, assume this hypothetically). Your character discovers that their partner has been cheating on them. How does your character react?Character Development Quiz4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
(Ideas: Does your character panic or assume it was a misunderstanding? Will their feelings change as they "cool off"? Will they storm out without a backwards glance or seek resolution? Would they forgive their partner?)
Does your character hold any religious or otherwise existential beliefs? If so, what inspired them to hold those beliefs? If not, why?
If you asked your character what his/her favorite color is, what would they say? Is there any reason they resonate with that particular color?
Does your character have any deep-seated fears? Do these fears motivate how your character acts in his/her day-to-day life?
(Ideas: Mentioning phobias are OK, but think beyond phobias. Does your character wo
ThinWhen I was growing up my mother never kept a scale in the house. I never noticed this as a child. I was accustomed to checking my weight visiting my grandmother's house; a monthly checkup just for fun. Yet every child reaches an age where the numbers staring back at them start to mean something. When I reached this point, I asked my mother why we didn't own a scale.Thin3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She looked at me with serious eyes and said, "Because I know how easy it is to get obsessed over such things. I don't want you to have to go through that."
I love you for preventing it as long as you could, Mom.
Rarely in my life have I met a person and even so much as noticed how much they weigh. These things never occur to me. I'm more preoccupied with who the person is: their personality, their character, their humor. Keeping a constant record of the weight of people I meet has never even seemed an option.
That said, I have always had a disconcerting little obsession with my own weight.
It started out so simple and innoc
She is WomanWhen Man hears distant rumble,She is Woman5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As mountain heaves and thrusts.
His stark eyes make him humble,
And his pallor turns to crust.
But Woman stands defiant,
As vibrations pass her by.
She absorbs this earthly anger,
And the challenge from black sky.
When diverse crisis comes to visit,
It finds the Man most weak.
He will give forth postulations,
To hide his inner meek.
Woman bears the sting of childbirth,
And absorbs each punishing blow.
She will not pause or falter,
Nor betray her inner glow.
Man wears his pride like feathers,
As a cockerel struts the roost.
His self-praise seeking glory,
For his ego he must boost.
Man stamps his foot in warfare,
And puffs out a beating chest.
But frail Woman is the victor,
That will rally to the test.
When plague and pestilence stalk the land,
Man's bellow becomes a whimper.
His sword is useless against this foe,
Brave face can only simper.
Then to the fore Woman does stride,
She will not shirk her duty.
Unquenchable spirit will not bow down,
This is her u
JoshuaI would like to tell you about Joshua. Not because he is particularly unusual, or anyone of note. But rather, because he is not. I would like you to bear his utter ordinariness in mind as you read what follows. Joshua is just another person, and although by the time you have finished reading this you may develop a feeling in the pit of your stomach that tells you differently, I urge you to resist that feeling. Joshua could be anyone. If the stars had been aligned differently, or the genetic crap-shoot altered just so, he could have been you or me.Joshua3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Joshua had the look of a thing delicately made. At 17 years of age, his skin was pallid to the point of translucency, matching almost exactly the shade of his white hair. A slight upturn and fullness of the upper lip, and a similar upturn in his unusually small nose, combined with angled cheekbones and large eyes to give his face a slightly "pinched" quality. The end result was neither particularly attractive
What is it with you? Stein meets MarieWhat is it with you? Stein meets Marie2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Three semesters. She had spent three long semesters watching him but never saying a word to him. She would watch him as he sat in the library, devouring every science book he could get his hands on. She often sat just a table away from him in the cafeteria. She knew it was kind of creepy to watch him like this, but there was just something about him that made her want to know more about him; and by studying him, she somehow hoped she could. But as the months went on, and as she continued to watch him, she learned only one thing: she would have to talk to him to actually learn about him. He was too complex.
And here, at last, was her chance, in the form of an open seat.
Usually, he sat on the highest tier of the classroom at the very edge of the sitting spacethe room had no desks, only terraces that each had one long, curving table and one long, curving bench. His partner would sit next to him, which meant she never had the chance to get near him. Today, however, he sat in the fro
69 Ways to Annoy Steve69 Ways to Annoy Steve the Vehicon/Eradicon:69 Ways to Annoy Steve3 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) Mention his various pairings and relationships that have been made.
2) Sing to him the 'I Kissed A Boy' remix by Cobra Starship or 'I Kissed A Girl' by Katy Perry.
3) Ask him how it feels to be smacked around by Starscream.
4) Ask him how it feels to have DEM HEELS up his aft for being a slow worker.
5) Ask him how it feels to be an "Original individual" compared to all the other Vehicons/Eradicons.
6) Make puppy-dog eyes and ask him when he's going to try confessing his love to Starscream With a big kiss!
7) Get the other Eradicons/Vehicons in on a forcing Starscream on an awkward date with Steve. Note; make sure there's plenty of high-grade. And you may have to convince Starscream it's a plot to destroy Megatron.
8) Ask Steve if he was looking at Starscream's aft when he should be working... When Starscream's only a few feet away.
9) Play all the scenes that involve Starscream beating up an Eradicon/Vehicon and remark to St
I am afraid of myselfthe loneliness is a bleeding woundI am afraid of myself2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
mutilated my body
tortured my mind
with dark ideas has become a habit
I am afraid of myself
I do not like reality
I hide in my nightmares
order to escape from life
Ata Interview Transcript.Ata Interview Transcript.2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with Endling
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview `Endling, an incredibly talented comic artist and creator of many of your favorite series on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, Endling.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
Thanks for having me Fluff!
I warn everyone I'm on my second triple espresso coffee of the day. If my answers are incoherent and/or jittery you'll know why. I'M WIRED TO GO.
*RedVenture asks "How did you get started doing art, Endling?"
When I was little, my dad would bring home paper from his job. He worked with computers and stuff and often had tons of it lying around, so I'd make use of it and draw. (With his permission. Occasionally.) After a while he noticed I had a habit of doing this. Usually robot caterpillars. I'm not kidding
Long ForgottenDays pass people by,Long Forgotten4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Endlessly they wait for something...
More opportunity? They've waited too long.
Over and over, they wonder where they fell off,
No more do they feel the sweet sensation of soul.
Soul left them long ago.
And now something else replaces their soul,
Inside their heart,
And in the back of their skull,
Broken WingsBroken Wings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She can see all the things
She'd rather be
Up in the tree
With broken wings
She watched it all
An empty heart
Torn and broken
Her whole life
With one knife
She was stolen
There was a small light
Falling from the sky
From up so high
With all its might
Her beauty sold
Her body marred
She feels no more
She cannot become
So now she stares
At all the things
She'd rather be
Up in the tree
With broken wings
Chiaroscuro_TGC_Book_Ch_4Sol stepped into the brightly lit office to see Principal. Naoru Mikazuchi herself standing before him. Principal. Mikazuchi was a tall woman with yellow eyes, shoulder length pinkish-purple hair, and wore a long blue coat, yellow shirt, blue pants, and yellow shoes. Many of the students as well as the entire staff of Stoneford Survival School feared Mikazuchi, mainly because of her odd eye color and rough personality. In the office there wasn't much to be found, other than a mysterious hallway of doors on the left and a wooden counter with a large metal vault behind it. Mikazuchi stared at Sol for a moment, intimidating him slightly. "I wish there was more time to explain this, but I am sure you understand the terms of your class change correct?", she said as squinted her eyes at Sol. "Yes ma'am, I understand, I have no questions or objections to this change" Sol said as a bead of sweat rolled down his back.Chiaroscuro_TGC_Book_Ch_44 years ago in Sketches More Like This
VictimVictim2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That could obliterate the indestructible
That can crush any emotional-barrier
That seems beyond cruel
That is far out of control
It's impossible almost every night / You're the one who left me traumatized
As my lungs become EVER-so numb / This damage can NEVER be undone
Then my wounded memory floods / You will always be a part of my blood
Gasping for air
Holding my head
Afflicted by despair
I will never be able to forget
Living like this
One can only pretend
There is no such thing as darkness
But I knew I could not prevent the end
A part of me
Has that one wish
There was no tragedy
Ever to begin with
Innocence is held down
By what cannot be seen
Dark images are bound
Thou will forever be a part of me
I want to be set free / From your relentless agony
I'm starting to forget what it's like / To feel a complete soul inside
Though I hope you're doing well / I can't wait to see you here in hell
RejectionLove is so passionate and free.Rejection7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It can consume you.
You want it to grow with every plea.
You strive for it with everything you do.
When you find your true love,
You are overwhelmed with joy.
Come to find out all they give you is a shove.
You convince yourself it's just a stupid boy.
In you heart though,
You yern for their caress.
They have fallen for another,
The tears are fought back by clenching your dress.
The friendship you once had,
Dwindled to just a hello every now and then.
His happiness now makes you glad,
but the sorrow still shows in your grin.