Can't Find JoyI stole the smiles from both of my parent’s facesCan't Find Joy2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The very same one I was responsible for
On the day I was delivered into their arms
In a cloth, from the beak of a black feathered stork
From the very first day with my very first breath
Though I was not able to speak a single word
It was evident as the nurses bowed their heads
That this boy with the dilated pupils was cursed
Everything I’ve ever grown to love and desire
In one way or another I have now destroyed
Yet still I have the temerity to question
Why it is that I can never seem to find joy
I stole the smiles from both of my parent’s faces
I would do anything at all to give them back
But some wicked actions can never be undone
And some statements I have made I cannot retract
Regardless of the depths that I sank or swam to
Whether I was responsible for what was wrong
My lugubrious mood could always be soothed
With memories of the black feathered stork’s bird song
Every page my trembling hand has ever turned
Legacy of Ruin, Prologue: Hunter and PreyThe monotone beating of the axes resounded through the woods. Elduin could hear it well. The sounds of steel on bark and splintering wood seemed to enter his ears and seep through the core of his being. He endured it like physical pain, like the axes were striking into his body instead. The Greenskins who had killed Cenarius, they still had the audacity to come into their woods and cause even more mayhem. Elduin grit his teeth as the grip on his staff slowly tightened. The pain was slowly becoming unbearable. The druid's amber eyes searched the trees and he tried to concentrate on something different than the woodcutting orcs in the distance. He failed.Legacy of Ruin, Prologue: Hunter and Prey3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elduin experienced a seldom loss of patience. It was an uncommon experience for a timeless being like him to lose his patience, but ever since the death of Cenarius, he was becoming more and more prone to it. Where in Elune's name was Ishrien? The renegade sentinel was supposed to have returned by now. This wasn't like her. She was one
ImagesI had a dream that I was dead.Images2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most of the faces I did not recognize.
There was a room; and a voice.
I felt like I shouldn't have been there.
There were so many people, and I was scared.
There was a familiar face in the endless crowd;
Someone from long ago.
They were smiling.
And then the room was gone.
I was stood in a park, in the rain.
It was so sad, but beautiful too.
The ground was covered in dead leaves,
and I could hear trees rustling in bitter wind.
There was thunder, but I wasn't scared.
I wanted to stay there forever, in the rain.
I had a dream that I was alive.
Your Attachment 13Your Attachment 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is chapter thirteen. To view other chapters find the links below.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Your Attachment
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: He needed me. As for myself? Well...I needed a lot of things. Too bad pretending to be a girl while also pretending to be Sebastian's girl friend weren't some of them.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Will eventually be yaoi! (Sorry mom.)
sorry for OOCness. I won't try to have it that way, but since it is AU it will have to be slightly OOC. Also, I will place warnings on the chapters that have yaoi, so don't worry.
I was bait. I was just a tool for Ash to get a hold of Sebastian. But….why did he want Sebastian
My First FanficMy First Fanfic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My First Fanfic
by John Su
Sonic the Hedgehog ran very quickly down the hall to where the fire was coming from. While running he ducked into a rolling spin and made a sound like "@@@@@@@!" so he could dodge the fireball lasers.
At the top of the staircase he stood up and shouted at the top of the staircase "Sephiroth!" The man with long hair turned slowly and with a flash of his sword removed Sonic's nipples from his body.
"OUCH that hurts!1" cried Sonic, hurting. "Looks like I will need the power of the CHAOS CRYSTAL for this opponent!" and he raised up a handful of glowing gems.
The light from the jewels summoned all the legendary pokemon in the world together and they fused together into a Pyschic Ghost Dragon Pokemon. "LEAVE THIS TO ME, SONIC THE HEDGEHOG!" it said in the voice a thousand monsters, and shot a giant Hadouken at Sephiroth.
Sephiroth bounced it back with a spin of his blade, and it hit the Psy-Gho-Dra-Mon in the face, crashing him to the floor and half-crushing
AbandonLet the winged dreamship carry us gently into space,Abandon2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Over jagged contour lines like scars we can't erase.
Let us realize our wish and leave this world behind,
And purge this ruptured domain from our bodies and our minds.
Fly us to the sun and feel the heat with which it burns,
And rid us both of secular and worldly concerns.
I beseech you, dreamship, let us fly to other lands,
Abandon Earth and grasp the universe within our hands.
Ultimate Character QuestionnaireUltimate Character Questionnaire1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
What is your name?
What is your name’s origin and meaning, and how was it chosen?
How tall are you?
Who do you live with or near, if anyone?
Where is your residence and what is it like?
What is your hometown and local culture like?
Who are your parents?
Are you married, single, seeking a relationship, avoiding romance?
What is your class/income level?
What is your income source and/or occupation?
What is your education?
What is your worldview/religion? What is your level of devotion to that philosophy?
What are your current life problems?
Who (or what) are your enemies?
What are your priorities in life?
What is your goal in life? What is your motivation for this goal?
What is your goal in this story? What is your motivation for this goal?
What changes do you undergo by the end of the story (emotional, physical, philosophical, relational, etc)?
What is your central philosophy in life?
What moral code do you follow and wh
Just a GameAm I losing my mind,Just a Game2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Am I going insane,
Is this really life,
Or is it just a game,
If after game over,
we can restart,
Would we change our own ending,
So we won't have to part,
Would we learn from the past,
and just carry on,
Or keep getting game over,
Until we are gone,
Could we save every princess,
Could we fight till the end,
Would we fight with sweet strangers,
Who we'll slowly befriend,
But once the princess is saved,
And the adventure is gone,
When there is nothing left,
To let you move on,
Is that the same as game over,
Except you completed your task,
Is this not life,
Hid behind gamer's mask,
When living our lives,
Do we want to die young,
Before we completed the ending,
That we had begun,
Or will we save our life princess,
And defeat our own wrong,
And know that the end,
Was the end all along.
Could I Send You The StarsCan I send you the stars?Could I Send You The Stars1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A million twinkling lettters
Waiting above your head each night to be read
In gentle melody like midnight lullabies
For the girl I dearly wish could hear them.
Can I borrow your moon?
I know without it your nights may feel empty
But I envy its lovely radiance shining
Upon those two eyes
I wish I could see wish I could gaze into
So instead could I borrow your Moon?
And gaze into it hoping I'll find the loveliness
Of your eyes there instead.
Could I steal your Sun?
And pocket it's millions
And millions of memories
Of lightly caressing you with its rays
Knowing the feel of every beautifully delicate
Part of you for every day of every year..
Could I lease your dreams?
And reside there with you
Underneath our stars' gentle lullabies
And beneath the Moon's loving gaze
Away from the Sun's prying rays
Since you're all I really need.
So could I send you the stars
And hope they'll send my love too?
100 Tips On How To Live Life01) Don't lick spark plugs100 Tips On How To Live Life2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
02) Don't urinate on people
03) Love with all of your heart
04) Don't give a fuck what other people think about you
05) Eat fatty foods; they taste good. If someone calls you fat, pull out a chocolate bar and say "sure as hell I am"
06) Don't pee uphill if you have holes in your shoes
07) Take your shoes off somewhere random just to feel what's around. Make sure there's no glass
08) Sing as loudly in the shower as you can; you sound better in there no matter who you are
09) Bring back Socks and Sandals
10) Fall asleep at your computer
11) Put your headphones on and sing along on a crowded street
12) See how long you can hold your breath underwater; don't drown
13) Don't taste the shampoo to see if it tastes as good as it smells; it doesn't
14) Chew with your mouth closed
15¬) Start a food fight, but not when the school principle/ vice principle/ school grounds keeper is around
16) Jump in a lake with your shoes and socks on
17) Stand in the rain in just your
stumbling over wordsshe says Imaginestumbling over words3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that god is the field beneath us,
and the trees are his angels -
(i pray to them, you know,
wrap myself around the bark like vines,
each of my thousand fingers curls to catch each twig.
but on bad days i am poison ivy
and my fingernails are nettles,
my long torso is tied in knots and clumps
like my hung over hair.)
- or Suppose
that love is a recluse and a painter,
and hate is his morbid self critic -
(i'm a painter too, you know,
my brush screeches up at me
as if to say breathe me, breathe me!
but on bad days i am a smoker
whose lungs wither like untended plants,
my tongue is tied in knots and clumps
that deep breaths can't unseam.)
drunk, i watch her Muse drift from her tongue
to tickle the trees nearby
A Poem About HomeworkRAGEA Poem About Homework3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A MOUNTAIN OF FIERY RAGE
BURNS DOWN EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH
DESTROYS ALL LIFE, DESTROYS ALL HAPPINESS
DESTROYS ALL THOUGHTS OF HOPE
STOPS THE WIND, BLOCKS OUT THE SUN
WHERE THERE WAS BEAUTY, NOW THERE IS NONE.
RAGE GIVES WAY TO A DELUGE OF DESPAIR
NO HOPE FOR THE FUTURE
My Boyfriend...My boyfriend doesn't speak to me any more. We used to spend hours talking to each other, snuggled up by the fire, until the sun came up the very next morning. Now: silence.My Boyfriend...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We used to do so much together, but now he doesn't move from the chair in the corner of the front room. His eyes always follow me wherever I go, but no words are exchanged. Silence.
I bring him a freshly brewed cup of his favourite hot cocoa everyday before I leave for work, but the cup is still full when I come back home. I don't know what I have done wrong - he has been like this since my birthday. It makes me sad... silence.
The idiot now won't even help earn his keep - he hasn't been to work for over a year, so I'm the one having to earn for our right to live. I love him all the same - I always give him a soft kiss on his forehead before I leave. Silence.
He asked me to marry him the year before last. I guess that I was overjoyed at the idea of having someone at my side forever, someone I was not going to
Roy Mustang x Reader (Chapter 1?) "(y/n)" a voice in the distance said. "(y/n)."Roy Mustang x Reader (Chapter 1?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You opened your eyes to see your friend, Edward Elric, sitting on the side of the bed looking down at you. You get annoyed. "What are you doing in my room? Get out!" You yelled at him, throwing a pillow at his smirking face.
"Alright, alright. I'll leave. But expect things later." You sighed as he smiled weirdly as he shut the door behind him. You couldn't quite understand the look on his face before he left, but you got a little worried, for he has been playing multiple pranks on you recently. You look at your watch and you immediately jumped up from the bed. "Crap I'm going to be late!"
Whilst EternityWhilst Eternity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the well
and the ill
We shall tread
W h i l s t E t e r n i t y
For it isn't a gift
as to why we tread.
It is a c u r s e
in which we suffer.
For while the necromancer
our once common lives,
w e j u s t w a n t e d
t o b e h a p p y.
Amidst our f o r e v e r,
we desperately fought
for our hearts to stop beating.
May I take your Order?Supermarket. Enter.May I take your Order?2 years ago in Drama More Like This
People. Shockwaves in my head. Moving. Keep going, just keep going.
Get your beer. Get your alcohol. Get your remedies to escape.
Food. Now. You won't survive without it. Moving, moving slowly.
Keep your head down. The images are too fast for you.
I feel the alcohol stick to my tongue.
Where is it I need to go?
My footsteps pacing blindly. I need something to eat, fast.
I dare to life my chin. Looking up. Friendly, yet distanced smile.
“May I take your order?”
The sentence echoed throughout my head. Order.. take.. order.
“Yes.. I’d like…”
Hurry! People are waiting!
“.. a hamburger please.”
Hamburger? Seriously? In a supermarket?
“Is there anything else you would like?”
I would like? I would LIKE? I’d like so many things. Help me get my life back upside up. Help me turn this shit around, help me—
“No, that’s it, thank you.
MEMORY_GLITCHMEMORY_GLITCH1 month ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
***Posted as a literature entry so I could display it in its original format.
Reblog it at Tumbr here ---> http://luckyraeve.tumblr.com/post/112811119392 (REBLOG! Please do not repost in whole or in part)
MEMORY_GLITCH - A Winter Cyborgs AU mini-comic
HYDRA hears rumors of a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base and sends WS-01 and WS-02 on a quick scouting mission. WS-02 takes an unexpected trip down memory lane.
Winter Cyborgs is what happened when I decided to throw the Winter Soldi
Dawn X CynthiaCynthia stared out her window,watching the rain pour down on this boring day. She was looking forward to hanging out with her friend,Dawn,but obviously no one would even bother going out in this weather.Dawn X Cynthia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cynthia sighed and muttered to herself "we were gonna have so much fun to.." she walked over to her bed and dropped onto it. She closed her eyes and wished that Dawn was with her right now. The thought of Dawn made Cynthia blush,but she quickly shook that feeling away. 'oh please',she thought. 'I'm twenty five and she's only sixteen,might as well label myself as a pedophile instead of a champion..'. She closed her eyes and listened to the rain,she quickly opened her eyes and listened more closely. Was someone calling her name? She lived alone,so she doubted that. She closed her eyes once again and listened to the rain.
"Cynthia!",a familiar voice cried from outside.
Cynthia quickly got up and ran downstairs and opened her front door. In front of her was
Never The Gold.I want my silver back,Never The Gold.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need to melt it down and forge a new connection
With someone else.
I want all the precious bits of myself
that I so willingly quarried for you.
I want my silver back.
ShameSat at five am eating a cheese burger with a knife and fork - my mum walks in. She doesn't question it but nonetheless it's suddenly impossible to swallow as my throat fills with shame and contracts with the strength of my self loathing. What are you doing? I am not sure, I was anxious so I couldn't sleep and suddenly the idea popped into my head and then it was all I could think about until eventually I figured I wouldn't get to sleep unless I got it over with.Shame2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes, often, I cry when I eat. As I put larded handfuls to my lips I hear someone in my head screaming; what are you doing?
I feel nauseous now. Not intentionally, although I am certain that my binge eating is both emotional and disorderly, but as a pool of disgust wriggles in my flabby stomach.
I try to be honest, in fact I am known for it, but every once in a while I write something so true that the thought of releasing an inventory of my flaws into a starscape of eager critics makes me sick to my eyeballs, so I close th
schitzophreniaIn my head the pain is realschitzophrenia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voices whisper and mumble
Their words are unintelligable
My brain is throbbing it hurts so bad
I can feel them, their hands on my arms
They make my flesh crawl
My breath hitch, my hair stand on end
I feel like I'm drowning, yet there's no water
My mind is swarming, I hear them
Yet no words I can make out
I'm chocking on the darkness
Wrapping itself around my throat
Strangling me in the night
The medication is supposed to help
But it just numbs my whole person
I can't feel, can't think
I'm a machine, a puppet
For me I have a choice, a painful one
Feel fear and pain
Or nothing at all
Hear my thoughts and the mumblings of voices not my own
Or hear nothing, think nothing
I'm trapped in the darkness
Lost in a sea of dispair
Alone in an ocean of ghosts
Will there ever be a cure?
ASKtheARTIST Interview TranscriptASKtheARTIST Interview Transcript2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with JohnSu
12/16/12: 7:00pm PST
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview `JohnSu, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, JohnSu.
~Chrono-King asks "JohnSu how did you come up with your name?"
While I was still in the womb, I would suggest names into my mother's mind. At the time, I didn't know any better, so I just coughed "CHON! CHON!" So when I was born, I was given the name "John Su."
~terricon4 asks "What recent things have you been working on at R5, if you can tell us that is."
Night and DayIt all started with simple message,Night and Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lit me up, supplied my heart with voltage,
I was dreaming, I was sinking,
My world was filled with aching,
Talking to you was a good part in my day,
I express what my heart dares not convey,
Through touching and hugging, physically,
With words and poems, mentally,
I feel the pain of losing you,
By hateful and bitter rules,
The steadiness you show while being hounded,
Will not be without rewards unbounded,
As long as you forget me not,
Our love can always be begot,
On the day our hearts can together, fly away,
You'll see wondrous night, I'll see illustrious day.