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Dulce FaunaTITUTLO: dulce faunaDulce Fauna2 years ago in Romance More Like This
PAREJA: Cylonus x tailgate
Clasificación: T +
Resumen: trata que la nave de la luz perdida, decidió estacionarse en un planeta primitivo antes de partir en busca de sus objetivos
Cyclonuuus ,cyclonuuuus cyclonus ….!!! Mira mira lo que encontré por ahí caminando, no es liiiindoooo …tailgate le ofrecía que vea a un orgánico primitivo y muy feo a la vez para los ojos de cyclonus ,pero para tailgate era el animalito más lindo que allá visto .
Da ASCOOOO esta COSAAA.!!…cyclonus espeto al ver a esa cosa peluda y gorda , tailgate lo miro con cara triste al saber que a cyclonus no lo veía bonito..
Ahhh porque no te gusta, pero si es hermoso y gorditooooo ,a mí me gusta …con cara de berrinchudo ,tailgate no le dirigió la mirada ,pero seguía hablando de los bonito que era ese animalito .
Ahhhh ,tú no sabes de gustos cyclonus ,tu SOS muy aburrido …dijo
The Categories Of The Infamous TROLLThe Categories Of The Infamous TROLL3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Recently, I have read the single best thing since The Hunger Games. I kid you not. And that would be this journal right here: http://fav.me/d3jjxex
This fine piece of writing, indeed art itself, focuses on all the different types of art theft, and how to understand them. It is so true, is it not? As a matter of fact, I was inspired to do a similar thing, but with trolls instead. True, some art thieves are trolls, but trolls are not all black and white. I will break down the facts that I know about them here. Yes, facts, not opinions. Tried and true by most of us here, because most of us have witnessed some sort of troll.
I have many specific examples, and I have battled with whether or not I was going to use actual usernames in my argument, and I decided against it, in the end. Giving particular examples would open up a can of worms we don't really need, and that is not what this piece is about. Adding emotion and pissing off said trolls would be detrimental. And so
Teen Titans Go! Canonically Incorrect?Teen Titans Go! – Canonically Incorrect?Teen Titans Go! Canonically Incorrect?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(This entry is not an attempt to enlighten anyone to current events. People might have already come across what I’m talking about. But in case some people have not, on with the entry!)
*THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS VERY, VERY MILD, BARELY PREVALENT LANGUAGE.*
Well Teen Titans fans, the new cartoon series for the Titans, Teen Titans Go!, has been on the air for four weeks now. I don’t know about most of you guys, but I personally find this show quite entertaining! I had my doubts in the beginning; I was really worried that the show was going to bomb, not really because of the design the show adopted, but because I later learned that the creative team behind the show’s development may have barely did their homework. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7H-vp2gh4c Discovered here in the ever so infamous interview where Aaron Horvath and Michael Jelenic drop not one, but SEVERAL bombs about what the finished product is going to be base
My Commissions - CLOSEDCommissions are CLOSED!My Commissions - CLOSED3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Prices vary, depending on what you want, and I'm NOT limited to these bases you see!
Chibi dragon icon Base by Nordeva (some of these can include extra little animations, such as blinking, breathing fire and blowing smoke for the dragons, and other stuff you want! )
You can choose from any of these bases! The main price is 35 , but for some of the simpler ones it can be as little as 20
I'll do a set of icons for 20 extra per icon!
Also, these icons are generally 50-65 , depending on what you want, of course:
Dancing Icon Base by Kiss-the-Iconist Dancing Icon Base: 2nd Version by Kiss-the-Iconist White wolf icon by BronzeHalo Free Dragon Flying Avatar by SasoriDanna94
Examples of my pixel icons:
Pixel Wolf Icon by TheWritingDragon Wolf Icon Commish by TheWritingDragon Pixel Icon Commish for AguaRush11 by TheWritingDragon Reach for the Stars Pixel Icon Auction SOLD by TheWritingDragon Pixel Icon Guitar Prize for bandgeek4evur by TheWritingDragon :thumb358182
Final Exam: AnalysisFinal Exam: Analysis2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
In…celebration? Prepration? Of the new Teen Titans Go! series coming out on Cartoon Network, I’d like to take a look back at the original Teen Titans series, episode by episode, to remind us of the old times and discuss each episode. The good, bad and ugly of the series, if you will. So, let’s sit back and relive our childhoods.
Final Exam, as many know, wasn’t originally going to be their pilot episode, it was. And it was a very sucky start. Wait, wait! Don’t get upset, and I’ll explain to you why it was a very weak beginning to what grew to be a great show. Have you viewed this recently? Just watch the first minute and thirty seconds, pretending you’d never seen any of this show before, and this was the first thing you saw. Seriously. They open the series with that? A boring narration? Granted, I see what they’re trying to get at; they’re making the school for super villains look prestige and posh. It’s a joke. But it sucks
A ParenthesisYou were (a parenthesis, that pausedA Parenthesis3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the daily, mundane stuff
a bundled breath
of fresh joy,
and borne in the wonder
Gasping and grasping,
'til in quiet you laid
and I, my Child,
lie in quiet, still
And now, that is all you are,
and still so much more.
What is a brony? For many people the term brony has become part of everyday life. but what is a brony? This is just a brief description of what exactly a brony is and what impact the community has on those who accept it and become part of it.What is a brony?3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Before we get into what a brony is you must first know about the show my little pony: friendship is magic. My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic is a show produced by the HUB and made by Lauren Faust. for those of you who don't know who Lauren Faust is, she was the story writer for the Power Puff Girls, and Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends.
The goal for My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic was to create a show that parents and older siblings could watch with their children or younger sisters and enjoy it. However, many of the bronies watch the show with or without little siblings. Therefore the target demographic was never just 4-10 yr old girls like most people thin
Everything Wrong With FF7 Advent Children-Who exactly is the odd message at the start of the film aimed at?Everything Wrong With FF7 Advent Children2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
-The film has approximately three different prologues – a pointless retread of the game’s ending scene, an enigmatic prologue involving Reno, and an extended backstory prologue about the game.
-Marlene portrays the Shinra company as the badguys in the whole backstory. Though it is true, she forgets to mention that Cloud’s group were ecoterrorists.
-Sephiroth looks awfully happy for someone who hates everything.
-The backstory prologue is useful for audiences unfamiliar with FF7’s universe, but only covers the basics, and the rest of the movie is built on what feels like a required established knowledge of the continuity, leaving the introduction of characters, locations and plot details a bit bewildering for the uninitiated. I’ve never played FF7 before but I know the basics of the characters and game.
-So what does Geostigma actually do beside make weird looking marks and contain the genes
The Music Won't Let Me SleepIt jars meThe Music Won't Let Me Sleep1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the fitful terror
of mine own heart
of my hardened soul
as my body moves
without either's permission
I let the melody's quake
keep me awake
though sleep still calls to me
in loving lyrics
I can't let myself believe
else the music may leave me
to dreadful whispers of silence,
I lose myself
amongst the veins
of dulcet flow
and elastic beats of rhythm
mimicking what I once hoped
was a living heart.
Cloaked in another body
of mellifluous hatred and love
I try to conquer my soul
my husk acting the motions
of its siege
a silent cry
with a hand reaching
for a sun seen only
by listening eyes.
I move and listen with my being
offer everything else away,
Dulce Fauna part 2PARTE 2 : tailgate and cyclonus ,tailgate se pierde en una densa junglaDulce Fauna part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
En esa la noche, a un kilómetro se encontraba cyclonus buscando a tu amigo el minibot ,que al parecer no lo escucho que se quedara en su sitio …..Estúpido autobot...- espeto cyclonus enojado con tailgate por hacerle buscar, porque si no vuelve a la nave autobot, no lo dejaran entrar…
Surcando los cielos primitivos en un planeta que quedó apagada sin la luz solar y solo la iluminación de la gigantesca luna sobre el cielo, es escucha unos gritos fuertes provenir al suroeste donde se encontraba cyclonus volando.
Parece que encontró a tailgate, pero al parecer no estaba muy a gusto con la poca luz nocturna que se situaba bajo tierra, asi que cyclonus decide bajar lo más rápido que pudo para llevarlo de nuevo a la nave e irse de este planeta apestado de seres raros.
Beginning, Middle, And EndI’ve always been told,Beginning, Middle, And End1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Good stories have a beginning, middle and end,
Not necessarily in that order.
Every time I use to talk to you,
My speech sounded more
Like Morse code.
See, ‘cause small talk to me,
Is the civilian equivalent
Of trying to diffuse a bomb.
THERE IS AN UNDERWIRE…
THERE IS AN UNDERWIRE!
I wrote you letters
You never read.
I think I’m wasting my time.
I’m trying to relight old matches,
As if it will rekindle flames
That have vanished long ago,
Or make a house
Rise from the ashes.
I built you a house,
Made out of our memories.
I hope it can shelter you
In my dream, your silhouette
Tried to engulf me.
I managed to escape,
But I wish it had.
I burned the house down,
You’re a 6 year old girl
I’m a 3rd generations Asian-Canadian
Looking for a place I belong.
I don’t know you.
You don’t know me.
EmpathyAntisocial?Empathy6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For God's sake, eat!
Deal with it.
Find a balance and stick with it.
There are people dying for that food you waste.
Control yourself, woman!
Stop being so clingy!
Do you always have to have the spotlight?
Yeah right, attention whore.
It's not all about you!
It's not that bad.
Not everyone is out to get you.
You're just weak.
You're a cold one, aren't ya?
Why you gotta be so weird all the time?
Get a grip on reality.
There are better ways to get attention.
Why don't you just kill yourself already?
If you have said any of these things,
To any of these people,
Get a fucking perspective.
Schizoid AvoidanceSchizoid AvoidanceSchizoid Avoidance11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Abandon, reject and hate me
'Cause that's all I've learned to expect
Oppressive social surrealism taunts
Leaving me dissociated and defect
Solitude and musing entice
Thus I walk earth's face loner-wise
Ecstatic pondering analyzing my mind
Introspective truths to find
Fear forcing me to escape
Guilt and shame raging inside
Craving companionship and intimacy
Yet too paranoid to confide
Keeping my precious poker-face
Because an apathetic appearance grants inner pride and grace
People call me a statue with an icy stare
Yet I snort and smirk; I simply don't care
For their ignorance...
SchizoidI am oddSchizoid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A misunderstood individual
Discretely and secretly unstable
I am a schizoid
And i will always be isolated
Because i am unfit for friendship
Unfit for any relationship
I am a prisoner of my own personality
Bound by it
To watch the socially adequate
As they frolic and talk among themselves
I am abnormal
Therefore must pay the price
a situation in which i do not survivei was a lake whippeda situation in which i do not survive3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into a fever pitch, a localised
hurricane in the wake of something
greater. the world was ending
and i dreamt of you while it was
still turning, a mess of bodies and
kisses. i dreamt of you still
when it ended, a slow dance
of crooked smiles and offshore
eyes. you kept me close and if
i was ever a source of happiness
for you, i could let go.
.:Dwindling Hope:.She clings to this dream,.:Dwindling Hope:.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but as if it were water - it slowly slips from her grip.
Every drop fallen, a missed opportunity.
Every crack between her fingers, so out of her control.
Helpless to her own undoing, she struggles to hold on.
Wondering how real it all was from the beginning.
Has she truly fooled herself?
Is it even worth still carrying on?
Letting go would simply end it all,
The struggles, the helplessness and the hurt.
But hope is the only thing stopping her.
Like a beggar on the streets, she hopes for someone to help fill the cracks,
For someone to give her the chance to overflow with opportunities once again.
For someone to believe in her.
And so with that little bit of dwindling hope,
She waits and watches as people go by.
AftershockIt’s like a storm.Aftershock3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He touches me like lightning, and I feel the electricity.
Sparks exploding around our bodies every single time,
yet every time he shocks me.
He is the rain pounding on me, pouring into me.
And my screams of pleasure, the thunder.
It’s like a volcano.
He is so hot, smoky red hot lava hot.
Spicy, sizzling, blistery heat, always raising my temperature,
and I melt when I am near him.
Burning me with his passion, and then he erupts,
setting a blazing fire inside me.
It’s like a tornado.
Strong, and powerful, my heart races when I see him.
He plays with me, my head spinning like a carnival ride,
until I beg him to let me get off.
And he gets me off with dumbfounding ability,
leaving complete destruction in his path.
It’s like an earthquake.
Rocking me, he shakes up my world.
His violent vibrations making me quiver,
as the walls come crashing down around us.
And when it’s all over I continue to tremble for hours,
The Tale of Princess Nami Ch. 3Ch. 3- Nami meets the GangThe Tale of Princess Nami Ch. 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Nojiko paced back and forth in her room, staring at the floor. Tangerine sat on her bed, meowing worriedly as the elder princess looked outside her window. All she saw was the giant forest that surrounded the palace…but no Nami.
“NAMI~!!” she called out.
The only thing that responded was the sound of birds twittering.
Nojiko sighed before she sat down on her bed, her hands concealing her face, and Tangerine slipped her way into her lap, gently brushing her face against her stomach.
It has been exactly two days since Nami ran away, but she had not returned to the palace the night before, as she had promised her sister. However, the only one who did return was her panicked horse, and almost instantly, Nojiko had begun to fear the worst; that Nami had been eaten by the beastly Akainu.
However, Genzo, who never gave much stock into magic and lore, especially Akainu, immediately assumed that a gang of b
In Piecesrum-lust lips make gentle friends,In Pieces3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
words slurred in hands blurred,
burning in between the lines to find
drunken concoction of wilted laughs
and heavy sighs, scented sultry
you are that
rasping in my throat when my voice
deteriorates and I am left breathless
and hopeless and raw, my
muscles ache in memory of the
motions to forget-
we do not let go.
and cold beds call, stability,
metal frames and sunken heads –
rest now, rest with
a prayer on your lips you don't
care to share, a dream in
your mind you'll never get back;
rest and the earth will lend you peace
you will stop. the rivers will clean
your bones; the sand will smooth
your tongue; you will stop, brain blank,
as smooth ivory promises persist.
(interpretations mean less than nothing)
you will stop and rest,
BrutalityRip my heart out nowBrutality3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Take it, and as you leave me
Forget and crush it
Drawings"Drawings"Drawings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I drew on the walls
when life wasn’t enough
the drawings were scribbles
that made no simple sense
yet when I drew they came alive
my heart and soul expressed
pretty ponies and dinosaurs
all simple scribbles of mine
when the parent returned
and saw my mess
the blood that stained
drew a prettier picture than
my simple scribbles
The Face At The DoorThe face at the door is a demon, a godThe Face At The Door3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He smiles through stitches, his stare rather odd
The face at the door is a cruel, silent being
Yet, people are calm, and the children aren't fleeing
Quiet yourself, for you're the only one
Crying for help at the point of a gun
Learn how to fly, rather, learn how to fall,
The face at the door... well... there's no face at all.
Dedicated to Robin WilliamsThe earth cries,Dedicated to Robin Williams1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its roars of weeping billow across the sky with deafening volume.
The clouds groan under the weight of their own tears,
The ground is flooded with their sadness.
All over the world, people mourn.
His family and friends, his fans...
Parents, grandparents, and children alike.
We have lost a role-model, a childhood...
All mourn for the loss of a legend..
A hero to many.
One who has bestowed so much happiness,
So much laughter and encouragement,
While he himself battled a war within his being.
How could this be? We ask ourselves.
How could someone so great
Fall to such depths?
But as these inquiries burn in our minds,
There is something greater to cling to within our hearts...
The mark he has left on the world.
soul slitterI want to stomp you downsoul slitter1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the spiders crawling
on the bathroom floor
at two am:
desperate and panicked
in the dark,
tired and eager
to finish you
and leave you to twitch
on glistening tiles.
gristle between your teeth,
you have cracked open
one too many torsos.
your ax-chopped halves
all ooze red longing
for you and your lips,
your warm arms,
but I know your touch
is really a sting