OSometimes I think about buyingO2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
a ring that represents forever
But who needs golden bands
when cold fingertips on my skin
draw eternity in shy circles
GalateaSometimes, she is my mistressGalatea2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sneaking in through my window and seducing me out of sleep
She keeps me up past sunrise, whispering sweet promises in my ear
Silencing me with her smoldering passion, stripping me until inspiration strikes
She makes me sing, until the sheets are slathered in a thick skin of poetry
Sending shivers up my spine and igniting my senses with her ghostly fingers
She is a lover and a shadow, nowhere to be seen when I wake
Sometimes, she is my psychosis
Suffocating and strong, I can do nothing but submit to her grasp
She seethes, like a snake constricting around me until my sight blurs to smoke
Slowly, she consumes me with sick reverence and searing obsession
She stifles me because she refuses to be restrained, yet I long for her kiss
Severing haggard breaths from my lips, leaving me stunned and aching
She is a succubus and a nightmare, haunting me
Sometimes, she is my saint
Stifling sobs against my shoulder, shaking me until my tears start to fall
She has so much
Bad HabitsS.Bad Habits2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She always rubs her mouth,
like there’s a secret she can’t say out loud.
Tracing her own lips to prevent a smile, a frown, or a tear.
Sometimes her real smile peeks through, but you can only see it in her squinted almond eyes; dark amber, and soft, just like that bashful grin.
Sometimes a frown shows when no one is looking, followed by a wistful sigh and a simple wipe of the palm across that silent mouth, trying to push the bad feelings and words away.
Sometimes tears roll past her knuckles; she fails to catch them at the source because she’s scared to wipe her eyes raw, so she brushes them away after they’ve fallen in the crook of her pink lips.
She always hides her mouth,
as if she’s afraid to speak.
She never faces you completely,
like you’re not worth her full attention.
Averting her cold gaze, she walks with a haughty, empty stride.
Even when her striking blue eyes are pointed at you, her chin is always tilted up and shoulder
My lover has water running through her veinsShe flows around stone and quenches firesMy lover has water running through her veins1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
her voice showers like rain on a spring night
and feels so gentle that people misunderstand
They mistake water for weakness
and she indiscriminately swallows garbage
letting words stagnate and pollute her
She tells me ”Baby, I don’t have that passion you do
your fire is so wonderful and brilliant”
and I want to cry because even water can sear and turn to steam
My oceanbaby, you don’t need the tiny flame in me
the sea is home to the largest creatures in the world
and rivers reduce mountains to sandstone
I want you to roar like crashing waves
and let the world know you have the power
to drown mankind
Zutara Week CrossoverTill This MomentZutara Week Crossover6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Katara wiped her brow as she took a break from training. She sat on the edge of a fountain in the Western Air Temple, a statue of Avatar Yangchen towering above her.
She had chosen this relatively remote area of the temple to practice so that she would not be disturbed by the others. Here she had access to her element as well as the tranquil surroundings she needed to focus.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes to relax a bit.
But this was disturbed by someones unexpected arrival. She opened her eyes and frowned at what she saw.
Zuko looked equally surprised to see her there but not as angry. Seeing her glare, he turned on his heel and made to leave as soon as he could.
Katara continued to glare at him and in her anger, could not resist speaking.
I had hoped that this was the most sacred area of the Western Air Temple, she began acidly, but apparently, even the Air Nomads could not ward off all evil spirits.
Zuko stopped in his tracks. He turn
Zutara Week- HarmonyDay Five: HarmonyZutara Week- Harmony5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
According to Toph Bei Fong, turning thirteen was a reason to celebrate. It meant she was no longer a child, but a teen. It meant she was one year closer to being independent. It meant that there would be good food and a party. It also meant that she could get away with more than she usually could with the excuse of it being her birthday. This fact was further emphasized when Iroh, who had almost insisted on planning her party for her, made an announcement that as the birthday girl Toph had supreme power: anything she said was law on that day.
This meant that Sokka had to comply when she handed him a heavily embroidered Earth Kingdom dress of her mother's. He complained the whole time he put it on, but he put it on nonetheless. And the rest of the gaang almost cried with laughter when they saw him. Even Suki, who was trying to remain calm for her boyfriend's sake, couldn't help but giggle at the sight of him. She later kissed him and told him he looked wonde
Zutara Week: Blood Please read the AN at the bottomZutara Week: Blood6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own A:TLA or Zuko's body (Drat...)
The atmosphere in the campsite was tense. Nobody said a word as they all sat together around the dead ashes that had once been a fire. Every ear was pricked, waiting for the Avatar's return. Finally there was a telltale whoosh of air and Aang landed. His face was grim, and their hearts sank.
"There're more of them then we thought. To get out of here we're going to have to fight them."
He didn't sound very happy about it, but they all knew it was the only way. Aang sat down heavily and everybody started thinking. Sokka suddenly raised his head, picked up a stick and started scratching things in the sand. Zuko glanced at them and his eyebrows furrowed.
"It's probably our best shot," he told Sokka in agreement when he understood what the Water Tribe teen was getting at.
"But it's still very dangerous," Sokka replied with a sigh.
"What's your plan?" Toph asked him, a
Zutara Week JealousyAn Inexplicable CharmZutara Week Jealousy6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She couldn't stand it, she just couldn't.
The others steered clear of Katara as she marched through the Western Air Temple in another one of her unpredictable rages.
Some of them shook their heads at this outburst. Katara's little fits had been occurring more frequently ever since Zuko had joined their group. And while most of them understood her anger, they were also growing a bit tired of her attitude.
Being aware of this, she kept to herself more often and would seek refuge in one area of the temple where she knew she wouldn't be disturbed.
Here, she would release all her emotions through intense waterbending training, focusing her energies on improving her skills.
The latest grudge she had been harboring against the young firebender was that of becoming popular within the group.
Katara frowned as she remembered how easily he had been accepted and forgiven by everyone else.
Aang's kindness was expected but even Sokka had been won over by the firebender. Even he
SGPA - Template Wizard Help FormTemplate Wizard Help FormSGPA - Template Wizard Help Form4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
PLEASE WRITE IN ALL CAPS - MAKES COPY-PASTING EASIER!
Hero, Villain, or NPC?:
(Choose ONE. If they mainly help the established heroes, mainly get in the way as rogues and villains, or is a minor background character that may support either side.)
Season 1 or Season 2?:
(Is this a timeskip profile for a character you already made? Are they only around after the timeskip?
SGPA Year 03 is when the group starts [Young Justice Season 1 = 2010]
SGPA Year 09 is the group's timeskip [Young Justice Season 2 = 2016]
SGPA Year 14 is when more future and beyond stuff starts 
SEASON 1 CHARACTER
SOLAR CAT IS 15 IN 2010: WHEN THE SGPA STARTS AND WHEN YOUNG JUSTICE SEASON 1 TAKES PLACE
SOLAR CAT IS 21 IN 2016: WHEN THE SGPA'S TIMESKIP PERIOD STARTS
SOLAR CAT IS 26 IN 2021: WHEN THE SGPA'S BEYOND & FUTURE SEASON STARTS
Because Solar Cat is introduced as a 15 Year old during 2010, she is a Season 1 Charac
Please, understand.Ever since you told me how you feltPlease, understand.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The pain and misery that you’ve held
Everything that you’re going through
I’ve done nothing else but to help
But every time I listen to you
I can’t help but to feel the same
My morals detain me for leaving you
But I wouldn’t be the only one to blame
Zutara Week RhythmOne Night Only at the Jasmine DragonZutara Week Rhythm6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What do you say, Momo? Katara asked her furry companion, a cup of tea before we get back to the king?
The lemur gave a chirp of assent. The waterbender smiled and walked towards the new teahouse. But just as she was about to enter, a waiter came out and closed the doors.
Isn't it a bit too early to close shop? Katara asked curiously.
I'm sorry, miss, the waiter replied, but you should come back later. We're just closing now to prepare for tonight's big event.
What big event? the waterbender inquired.
Well, the man explained, to celebrate the grand opening of the Jasmine Dragon, our boss has decided to throw a big party called Music Night. Good food, great tea, music, and lots of dancing! It is going to be a lot of fun! You really should come.
Katara hesitated for a moment. They were in the middle of preparations for an invasion. Was it too capricious to b
O' SisterStart with something, whether it be words or thought or action. Just do something, anything to avoid this dissipating grey matter, neurotic erosion.O' Sister4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I don't exactly remember everything." My words are timid, pensive.
The moments revolve, coil and ignite; flashing images with no particular order.
I scrunch my iceman toes, attempting to conserve heat, but the cold still surpasses the fabric of my Converse. My muscles tense against abrasive arctic gusts. The bitter wind raises bristled hair above goose bumped flesh.
These pink fingers quiver in the grasp of an 'I heart New York" shot glass. I guzzle down Stolichnaya. The vodka is dry-ice against my tongue; molten silver.
Blurred peripherals detect a lone ember drowning in the ashtray, a Marlboro Smooth choking beneath garish glares of moonlight.
"And this kinda s
I Will Find YouI Will Find YouI Will Find You9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[Disclaimer: Nickelodeon (and all others) own "Avatar: The Last Airbender." YogurthFrost (yogurthfrost.deviantart.com) owns the art piece and idea this story is based on. I own whatever I write/create. Don't steal and don't sue.]
There were few that did not feel the repercussions of the Hundred Years' War's final battle. Climactic on a grand scale, the Avatar had confronted Fire Lord Ozai mere hours before the prophesized arrival of Sozin's Comet, storming the castle with his allies during the waning hours of the night. With each passing moment, the comet's growing influence had reversed the dampening effects of the moon on the Fire Lord's strength. Aang faced the man who had come close to conquering the entire world alone, his friends fending off Princess Azula and legions of Fire Nation soldiers.
None of the combatants outside of the Fire Lord's inner sanctum expected the explosion that occurred, nor th
TM- Womb of Prostitution Glaring lights-----TM- Womb of Prostitution6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
--Against the Dark Indigo Dyed--
Barely a Moon
-----Of Avarice and Lechery
Not even from the beginn
I Remember MeShe is only eighteen and the world has never failed her. Her smile is wide, open-mouthed and dimpled. And when she laughsGod, when she laughsit's a free, melodic thing, unrestrained, like pealing bells. It bubbles out of her, all golden curls, just like the lion's mane that ranges wildly around her eyes. She is so happy, so lively. So alive.I Remember Me5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She is nineteen and her small hands shake with something that is panic and excitement and something a great deal more. She is in love and suddenly her world is narrowed to one wild, beautiful girl and her kisses and her smile. Baby girl. Nobody has ever called her that. Nobody has ever cared for her in that way, and she is in love with the way she is lovedso wholly and completely and with such overwhelming passion.
There is a small part of her that is convinced that this cannot be real, that maybe this cannot last. But she tries to push that part of her away. How can she think that when there is a ring and a promise
SGPA [The Series] Issue #2/Death's GardenSGPA [The Series] Issue #2/Death's Garden1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
-SGPA HEADQUARTERS, Pluto-
"For your first mission as SGPA members, you will be tasked with infiltrating Eden." Phuong stated as Fafnr brought up the image of an overgrowing forest in the midst of a desert.
"Wait, isn't Eden that experimental testing zone for plant research run by the Evergreen Corporation?" Quin asked.
"Not quite." Sara stated. "Eden was a project launched by the Evergreen Corporation to help find solutions for world hunger, environmental regrowth and rebuilding habitats for endangered animals. There was also an on-sight laboratory specializing in on cloning DNA of species that went extinct due to the destruction of their habitats."
"You're saying was. Why the past tense?" Laurel asked.
"When the Phantom Incident happened, a hole was torn into the Phantom Zone, letting time run through causing a speed evolution. It formed a pocket dimension between our dimension and the Phantom Zone where Jumpstart and Superior were trapped. It has its own eco
SACRED: Lost Chapters- introSACRED: Lost Chapters- intro3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A light medicinal scent filled the room. Mint, sweet berries and a sharp note of a plant I'm sure I've never seen before, but as a healer, he must have manipulated its powers hundreds of times while healing the sick and the wounded... just as he is tending to my wounds now. I knew nothing of the potent ingredients of the tonic he prepared for me, but I knew that the familiar tastes of fruit and mint were added to mask the bitter taste of the strange healing herb. I suppose they served their purpose.
He sat on a wooden stool before a long drawer unit that stood beside my hospital bed. The room was immaculate and white, and spare for the aged set of drawers everything in the room seemed brand new. As I rested my eyes, I could hear a drawer dragging against the wooden frame that contained it as it was opened, then the sound of glass bottles lightly tapping against each other as the healer moved small viles and bottles as he searched for a specific mixture.
The sound of a
More than WordsDon't just listenMore than Words6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rest your head
upon my heart
Because more than Words
--(Words that fade)--
I want my Love
In your ears
Throughout the years
And tell you
BeautyShe is beautiful;Beauty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And so is he.
His hands feel as wonderful against my palm
As hers across my fingertips.
A look upon her face will wring my heart
As quickly as it will upon his.
His arms are as solid, safe, and warming
As hers are when she surrounds me.
The loving words that she inspires with merely a glance,
Flow as quickly at the sight of him.
He is beautiful;
And so is she.
She makes me feel the incredible height of passion,
As strongly as when he moves within me.
His eyes invite me to peer farther into his mind
As persistently as her smile taunts me to know her more.
Her dainty hand strewn carelessly across a pillow,
Is as comforting as his breath within my ear.
A ring from him means as much to me,
As a one-kneed proposal would from her.
She encompasses all whom I have ever loved,
Just as he is every man I have ever cared for.
My love does not see gender;
It sees only the beauty and warmth within,
That burn as brightly inside his heart
As in the depths of her soul.
They are beauti
Cheat? I'd NEVER Cheat!Cheat? I'd NEVER Cheat!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been one of those slow days. Their training for the day was done early in the morning, Korra and Mako had gone to work on their Airbending and work at the Power Plant respectively. This had left Bolin alone and bored for hours.
"We need to find something to do buddy." Bolin said as he laid on the couch and gently tossed Pabu up into the air, catching him before settling onto his chest. "Something cool."
He watched as Pabu didn't seem to agree or disagree, watching the ferret curl up onto his chest. Bolin closed his eyes and thought. "Something cool..." he mumbled to himself. He tried to think of 'cool' things he could do with Korra. Not that he wanted her to see just how awesome he was, no, no... not at all! Just that he'd done so much with Mako already! It was only fair to do things with Korra. Or at least do things that included Korra. Hm. Included Korra. Might be easier to get her to do something with him if it looked like
Kaabi's BW Nuzlocke - SUMMARYKaabi's BW Nuzlocke - SUMMARY1 year ago in Comic Scripts More Like This
As I already announced I won’t continue drawing Kaabi’s BW run. Instead I’ll give you a short summary on what happens. Please click the link in the description if you want to see a bigger version of the preview picture.
- On his journey Kaabi occasionally finds all different kinds of Pokéballs, takes them apart and learns how to build them himself. There are some pieces inside he can’t figure out, but the Pokéballs work without them too, so he doesn’t bother to find out what they’re actually there for.
- Team Plasma speaks in old-fashioned English and sucks at battling.
- A Munna named Egmont Claire (E. Claire for short), forces his way into the team. He’s the brain of the gang because Kaabi has no clue about anything in the Pokémon world. That also has to do with the fact that Ganon made him addicted to Chesto Berries in order to keep up the motivation for the journey.
Black Rabbit - Part oneBlack Rabbit - Part one3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rain had stopped sometime that morning, leaving everything reflective and crystal clear. Water crystals sliding down the countless trees at the foot of a grassy hill on the edge of town. At the peak of the hill stood a two story house however; white paneling and green trimming decorating the architecture. A balcony which had two sliding doors which led into the well kept house- but I'll get into that in a minute. Overall, The property felt so tranquil and was just plain gorgeous with the lake further down past the orchard. But as peaceful as it was looking out to the house, Looks can be deceiving.
"I can't believe you'd go on and do that without telling me!" Shiloh cried to his auntie as he dropped his face into a white and lacy pillow on the couch.
His parents had passed away years back, Making him have to leave Russia and live with his godmother Annie- And his only remaining memory from his past; was his Silver Marten bunny named Frodo. Frodo as in Frodo Baggins, from Lord of the
Those DaysThose DaysThose Days8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
[Disclaimer: Tyshea (tyshea.deviantart.com) owns the characters and universe used here. I own whatever I write/create. Dont steal and dont sue.]
Ren hoped no one in the park was meant to die that day. She shuffled as she walked, pebbles of granite rolling and shifting as her sneaker-clad feet barely lifted from the ground. Beyond the sight of others and beneath the hood of her baggy black jacket, her red eyes roamed. Parents steered their children away or called them back when they noticed the scythe propped on Rens shoulder. A wide berth was given to her as she walked, and Rens head fell further forward with each step. The occasional small child that darted by, brushing past her with shrieks brought by laughter instead of fear, could not lift her eyes as she walked slowly toward a cluster of trees.
Get lost, you little brats! Ren looked up, blinking.