Oshiro Sora Profile SheetOshiro Sora Profile Sheet1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Oshiro Sora
Age: 200 (Age of Appearance: Mid-Twenties).
Appearance: Oshiro Sora is a man who is known to have a vivid and dark appearance. As he has his face to be near to complete hidden behind the mask and hood, his facial appearance is not known to many. The only feature that is recognized to be his, are his tattoos and his attire. With two tattoos that are branded on his two conditioned arms, these markings are found to be sinister looking, as most others do not have any ink branded on their bodies. However, the branding of these tattoos was not obtained at the same time he had worn his hood. His appearance before he had passed through the gates of Seireitei was much more different than the current appearance. His snow white hair that reflected the moonlight during the twilight hours, complete the blood-red colours of his two eyes. As this was his appearance before, this was, however, recognized to be unnatu
A Child So SweetThere once was a child so sweet. So sweet,A Child So Sweet9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was, the sweetest child you would ever meet.
Oh what a sweet child, the old women would say.
You will surely be rich, so rich, some day.
Emeralds, diamonds, silver and gold,
What a waste it was, the riches he sold.
A prince came and offered, so sweetly, his wealth.
He was rich, much richer than the boy himself.
Emeralds, diamonds, silver and gold,
So rich, they were, though their hearts were cold.
Waiting for the prince, day after day,
he never returned, but all he did was stay.
Oh, what a scared child, to the forest he ran away.
Safe in the trees, safely he hid and safely he played.
A boy, claiming his was a prince, offered his ruby.
To the boy it was strange, but wondered what it could be.
Weeks went on as they started to play,
the ruby rested on his lap, but he pushed it away.
The glow of the jewel poured into his eyes,
but he was so slow, too slow to realize
That the prince ran away with his crown
and the ground opened up beneath his fe
Tutorial para poner los iconos en los creditos¡Hola!Tutorial para poner los iconos en los creditos2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hoy vamos a responder una de las dudas más frecuentes entre las personas que comienzan a usar Deviantart: cómo dar créditos o citar a un usuario por su avatar de cuenta. Ya sea porque es práctico o se ve más bonito, poner el avatar resulta cómodo y atractivo.
Una cosa que deben saber sobre los íconos es que se ven en:
-Comentarios del Autor (al pie de los dibujos o escritos)
-Comentarios en general
En este tutorial sencillo les enseñaremos la fórmula que se utiliza para poner los íconos y les presentaremos la lista de créditos de los Personajes Frecuentes de Latin Hetalia:
La fórmula para poner los íconos es la siguiente:
: + icon + nombreuser + :
Es la misma fórmula para los grupos.
: + icon + nombregrupo + :
Créditos Personajes Frecuentes de Latin Hetalia
Mirror MirrorMirror mirror on the wall,Mirror Mirror11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
acting like you know it all.
Comparing every little thing.
Ruling my life like a king.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
making my self-esteem fall and fall.
Telling me things I don't want to hear.
Clouding doubt in my mind that was once clear.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
here I lie, here I sprawl.
Can't you see what you have done?
Making my mind become un-spun.
I wanna..I wanna cut myself, but I don'tI wanna..5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna scream, but I don't
I wanna run, but I don't
I wanna lose it all, but I don't
I wanna walk away, but I stay
I wanna start over, but I stay
I wanna disappear, but I stay
I wanna hide, but I stay
I wanna cry, but I can't
I wanna fly, but I can't
I wanna fight, but I can't
I wanna take revenge, but I can't
I wanna be who I am
I wanna live my life right
I wanna be loved
Isn't that alright?
Here I stand
Don't know what to do
I feel so lonely
I love you
I miss you
I wanna hug you
I wanna kiss you
Know that I'm thinking of you
Know that I'm waiting for you
I would give the world to be with you
Writing AdviceThe key to building suspense isWriting Advice9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
handle with carethere are 206 bones in thehandle with care4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
human body. it only takes one good
squeeze and your neck can snap as
easily as a twig.
once, when i was at the grocery
store, i came across a crate of
peaches. they were on sale because
every single one was bruised and it
made me think, "we're all just pieces of fruit
left to rot. as soon as we've been dropped on the
floor, no one wants to help us back up."
i've forgotten how to think in poetics.
three months ago i would have
compared people to roses. pretty little petals
that can be crushed with just
one little pinch and thorny stems that
whisper "don't touch me."
i think we're more like
together like suffocating sardines in tiny
wooden boxes decorated with red
paint announcing across the sides
"danger: this side up."
Her Daily MasqueradeToday her parents ask how her day has beenHer Daily Masquerade9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By now the answer has been well rehearsed
She insists to them that everything is fine
But the reality is the reverse
In fact she’s the antonym of the word ‘fine’
This is due to her creatively cursed mind
Steeped in a world of such simplicity
Yesterday friends asked how she has been coping
Waiting for their turn to talk, do they care?
They just see a happy, contented princess
Not a pensive, vacant, glazed over stare
In fact she’s the opposite of contented
Restless and at war with reality
Battling feelings of alienation
From unsupportive friends and family
Tomorrow strangers will ask her what is wrong
But in white lies she has become well versed
Knowing that the tar black pit of torrid truth
Will not dilute and only make things worse
She’s living the antonym of the word ‘truth’
But her lies are not designed to betray
Just to cover the cracks and to smother those
My Soul, My Dream, My TeamMy Soul, My Dream, My Team:My Soul, My Dream, My Team1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We are dreamers, we humans.
We reach out eagerly to that which lies above us
Tempted by its unattainable nature and egotistically;
We simplify the task that lies before us...
We climb without any forethought, without preparation;
Recklessly we charge head on for our goal -
And eventually, we lie broken by our failure.
I myself, Captain as you call me,
Am little better than a foolish dreamer.
One who dreams in a childish manner;
Unaware of his impotence, when left alone.
How many times have I been saved by others?
When I lack time, it is my officers who stand,
They keep the ship running smoothly,
Expending hours of precious effort.
When I fall, it is my co-captain who rallies me,
And reminds me of our responsibility -
One that we owe to our readers and friends.
When I write, it is my team - my uncles,
Who lay the path before me;
They give their time and their heart,
Supporting my work from its birth as but a simple idea.
And when I am dow
Do You Hate Me?Do You Hate Me?2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You are sitting on the ground, pulling grass up as you stare at the horizon in boredom. A girl walks up to you, blocking the view of the sun.
"Do you hate me?"
You blink. "What?"
"Do you hate me?" she repeats.
You stare at her. "Uh, why would I hate you?"
"You don't talk to me."
"Just because I don't talk to you doesn't mean I hate you."
"So... you don't hate me?"
You think for a moment. "Well, I don't know you, so I guess I don't hate you."
"So, if you knew me, then would you hate me?"
You stare at her. She strikes you as being very odd. You are unsure of what to say; a part of you wants her to just go away.
"Uh, I don't know... Do you want me to hate you?"
Mommy and DaddyMommy, Daddy, are you okay?Mommy and Daddy1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You haven't talked at all today.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're really starting to hurt me.
All you do is scream and fight,
and I hear it all throughout the night.
Sometimes I think my eyes will run dry,
yet whenever I do, I just continue to cry.
"She doesn't care about any of this, she'll be fine by tomorrow!"
Daddy, you don't know how much your words fill me with sorrow.
"Can't you just be civilized?! Stop acting like a child, and apologize right now!"
Mommy, please don't make this worse, or I'll run outside and hide in the snow.
Mommy, Daddy, I wish you would just stop everything and be happy again.
I'm hiding under the blankets, writing these words down with a pen.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're tearing my heart into one, two, three.
A piece for each of us, a piece of my heart,
the beating has stopped before it could start.
Two sections I wish I could install into both of you,
yet I'm afraid I have not yet found the proper glue.
"It isn't your
I'm fineYou say I don't understand youI'm fine11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I probably don't
But how can I ever begin to understand
if you never tell me anything?
Are you okay?
How am I supposed to know
if you always tell me
what you think I want to hear
Tell me how everything is falling apart
how you hate everything
Just don't tell me lies
I can't help you
when all you show me
is a wall
I can't help you
unless you help me first
Help me understand
even if I never truly will
When I SaidWhen I said I wanted a fairy taleWhen I Said9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I meant I wanted a prince.
I didn't want to be locked in a
I didn't want to be fought by a
I didn't want
When I said I wanted a fairy tale
I meant I wanted to be a princess.
I didn't want to watch a rose
I didn't want to wear the gown
I wanted it
When I said I wanted a fairy tale...
I expected it to end in a
But i never expected it to end like this.
I'm a.........Hero (poem)I'm a.........Hero (poem)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am.... By: Li-ten
a dragon slayer wizard
a super sayian
Dusti just want to evaporateDust3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
disappear and drift away
escape this pain
these lies and smiles
shed this life
burn down my heart
and hatch from the ashes
but i'm trapped here
lost in this limbo
drowning in questions
speculation and supposition
torn apart at the seams
crumbled and crushed
and only dust remains
125 freakin' questions.1) Are you really ready for 125 questions?125 freakin' questions.4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Uh, not really.
2) Was your last real relationship a mistake?
hahhahahhaha i never had one.
3) Do you believe in God?
4) Who did you last say "I love you" to?
... I don't remember.
5) Do you regret it?
6) Have you ever been depressed?
Yes. I was diagnosed with severe depression about two years ago, ahurr.
7) Have a best friend?
no. in real life, no. on the internet, yes.
8) Are you a boy or girl?
9) What is your relationship status?
Single and not ready to mingle.
10) How do you want to die?
In a black hole. Yeah, that would be nice.
11) What did you last eat?
12) Played any sports?
I was on the hockey team in middle school. o3o
13) Do you have a phone?
Uh, I used to. Someone stole it.
14) When was your last physical fight?
15) Do you have an attitude?
17) What is your real name?
Masahiro Kazuha Jonouchi.
19) Are you gonna get high later?
What the hell, no.
20) Do you hate anyone at the
Tick Tock Clock.Tick Tock Clock.Tick Tock Clock.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My body is a clock.
Time ticks and I get older.
I get weaker.
I get older.
I get taller.
I get smarter.
Tick tock tick tock.
Until my heart stops.
Angels of the EarthThe angels are not found amongst the evil.Angels of the Earth6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Those who thrive on glory and fame.
The angels are not found amongst the haughty.
Those who flourish in their name.
The angels are those whom do comfort.
They're the ones who take others' hands.
The angels are those whom have guidance.
They're the ones who for others do stand.
The angels are those whom are secret,
They're the ones who keep themselves right.
The angels are those who lead others.
They're the ones who bring out the light.
The angels are those whom are chosen.
They're the ones God selected for sure.
The angels are those whom are givers.
They're the ones who help those who are poor.
The angels are those whom are placed.
They're the ones set by our God with care.
The angels are those whom have purpose.
They're the ones who touch hearts everywhere.
The angels are those whom make difference.
They're the ones who may be reading this here.
The angels are those whom change lives.
They're the ones who hold life so dear.
The angels are tho
Dream Journal - Entry #9I've been having a lot of disturbing stress dreams lately. Very long. Very detailed. Very unsettling. Very real.Dream Journal - Entry #93 months ago in Settings More Like This
The Modern TragedyYou dream of being the type of feministThe Modern Tragedy3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That wears three months of unshaved leg hair
Like battle scars,
But you catch sight of three unshaved hairs on your leg--
Missed somehow during this morning's shower--
While talking to your therapist
And you feel ashamed of them
You want your poetry to make people uncomfortable,
Make men terrified, make women outraged
You want the world to feel everything
But you don't emote when writing
And you can't name your emotions when asked
You want to be loud, tough, strong
You want to wear dresses and carry switchblades
You want to wear combat boots and dye your hair pink
But you're terrified of loud noises and can't even afford
A pair of pants
So you remain undisturbed in a world that needs a thorough shaking