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Therapists, I don't like their taste.i.More Like This
in 7th grade
i didn’t know depression
until she told me her name,
carving forever scratches
along my limbs like
little love notes on the bark
of a tree.
she stole my rings
and left me hollow.
ii.
i had only ever met anxiety
in passing, until one day
he handed me power and told me
to hurt someone else with it.
iii.
inexperienced,
with an uncontrollable
quivering in my fingers,
he whispered, “ to survive,
you must learn quickly.”
as i shoved the bevel of a needle
into a strangers arm.
iv.
so, if a therapist
could talk away my scars
like iodine disinfects,
guide the ships
through
You don't just die.Do you understand?More Like This
The blade against your wrist
Doesn't just slice your skin.
It cuts through others
Hearts
Souls
And sanity.
Do you understand?
You don't just kill yourself.
You kill everyone.
Everyone dies
Everyone cries
Everyone suffers
From YOUR goodbyes.
Do you understand?
You don't just die.
You take everyone down
With you.
I'll Be Your Sweet Bodyguard.Princess…More Like This
Princess… Where are you?
My thoughts were racing as I sprinted through the dark tunnel Princess Desiree of Irise lead me to that would take me right beside my client, Neveira Ventisca. “How can she be so careless? That damn fairy should have listened to me when I told her to wait!” I mumbled to myself as I noticed a light illuminating at the end of the tunnel. My feet slowed down when I heard voices coming from the other side.
“So, you found your mother, you stupid girl! Congratulations, now I can finally end it for the both of you!?” a wicked voice laughed out, that caused my eyes to open wide. I knew whose voice that was.
“You will no longer rule Polaris, McKenna! I will not let you!” the voice of the sweet princess shouted out. In all the months I’ve protected the Frosted Princess, I’ve never heard her shout in anger like she is now. “You may have married my father, destroyed my title, but y
The Incarnation Of HateMore Like This
Hate didn't mean to hurt the girl.
Of course she didn't.
She wanted to help.
Hate knew pain when she saw it. This girl was in pain.
The girl looked so sad, her face was leaking...
She looked lost, Hate knew what that felt like.
Hate was lost too.
She had wandered from her home without meaning to.
She had passed through the gates of hell and just kept walking,
and soon she had no idea where she was.
The air was clean out here, she was used to fire and the smell of burning flesh of the damned.
Out here everything was brightly coloured, light, and smelled fresh. Hate was confused by it all.
When she first arrived she was scared.
So she had sat down on the ground, her body had started to shake and her eyes had started to sting. She had put her hands to them to try and stop the stinging. But when she pulled them away they were wet. Leaking. Hate's eyes were leaking.
Just like the girls where.
She ha
Magic WandDragons fly through poison skies, their whispers in the windMore Like This
Ladybugs in black sandcastles, scratches on your skin
Hopscotch over quicksand, and a castle made of dirt
Shining silver crowns and dancing 'round in spinning skirts
Bloody, ruined princesses locked up in towers tall
Watching as the prince quickly begins to fall
Slowly, as the innocence does take her darling life
Please do watch now, as the magic wand becomes a knife...
Myself To RestI'm standing in the middle of nowhereMore Like This
Such a scary place to be
Standing in the middle of nowhere
And there's really nothing here to see
Everything inside is screaming
Go and set your mama free
But I'm young and not strong so all that's left to do
Is scream...
Mama I'm coming home
And I'm gonna try my best
Never to let you go
To the deep, long rest
And sorry if I let go
On accident
But I won't be alone
'cause if you go
I'll put myself to rest.
Sitting by your bed for hours
I'm too scared to walk away
Sitting by your bed fro hours
Maybe that'll turn to days
And mama, I don't really care it
Goodbye, is all you say
'cause at least it's your voi
Love AgainHear my worries, fear my criesMore Like This
Dread the whispered lullabies
Drown beneath the spinning skies
Feel the truth you can't deny
Taste the blood upon your tongue
Feel the poison fill your lungs
I am she who lies among
Those who know where things belong
Feel the weapons kiss your skin
Listen to the screeching wind
See my power, watch me win…
And never fall in love again…
When I'm GoneI don’t want you to remember me.More Like This
I don’t want you to think of me.
I don’t want you to hurt over me.
I don’t want you to dream of me.
I don’t want you to cry for me.
I don’t want you to miss me.
I don’t want you to love me.
I don’t want you
In pain
When I’m
Gone.
Can't you hear the voices?More Like This
Can't you hear the voices?
As they ring inside my head
Can't you see the faces?
Painted in the blood so red
Can't you taste the poison?
As it rests upon your tongue
Can't you hear the voices?
No?
Then you do not belong.
I tried.I tried.More Like This
I tried to save you,
But you kept falling.
You wanted to crash.
But I tried.
I tried.
I tried to protect you
But you kept escaping the shelter.
You wanted the disaster.
But I tried.
I tried.
I tried to keep us together.
But you kept running.
You wanted to leave me.
But I tried.
I tried.
I tried to do everything to please you.
But you didn't accept it.
You didn't notice it.
You didn't appreciate it.
You didn't love me for it.
You didn't even care.
You wanted it your way, more than you wanted me.
But I tried.
How are you?"Hey! How are you?"More Like This
I'm bad,
Tired,
Hurt,
Depressed,
Alone,
Stressed,
Regretful,
Disconcerting,
Frozen to the core,
Broken,
Ready to cry some more,
Lonely,
Crushed,
Cold,
Life is just rushed...
Defeated,
In so much pain,
Feeling cheated,
Life has no gain,
Not good enough,
Worthless,
Life is just so rough,
A failure,
No one could care less,
Sorry for complaining so much,
Sorry for being selfish and such,
"I'm fine, thanks for asking! And how are you?"
The Story of Jared Chapter OneMore Like This
Left of Center
Sometimes I wondered just how many prisoners were up at this hour, not including me. I stayed awake most of the night to finish any work I had left, as I did most nights. I also stayed awake to listen to the violent storm that shook my window and plagued our jail almost every single night for the past week. The thunder was horrible and the lightning seemed to never stop. I knew that he was doing this, unconsciously, of course. Some nights I would sneak into his room to check on him, nights when the thunder grew louder and the lightning strikes became more violent. Most of the time, he would be asleep in his chair by the window
The Dark Guardian : AwakeningMore Like This
Prologue
The mist was heavy over the valley. Behind the wall of mist stood two centuries of troops. The 200 men stood breathing softly as silence gripped them. The mist had created a thin layer of moisture upon all their armour. Most were in full battle gear with either a huge broadsword or an axe. None bore shields. They were all huge men with large bushy beards. In front of each century was a commander. One was huge like his troops and carrying two broadswords. The other was half his men’s size, and carried a bow and two daggers in a pouch at his waist. Across his back he bore another pouch with five throwing knives. His cloak was grey and his hood was up.
Chapter 1
“THIS WAS AN ACT OF WAR!” Screamed the general.
“THIS WAS AN ACCIDENT!” Screamed the King. Merely an hour before re
Random Art Tips!! No. 1 - PlacementAs an artist, I have an eye for placement, proportions, and well, art! While I was a young artist first starting off I had a LOT of trouble with the more intricately detailed parts of the human anatomy such as the hands, feet, hair, and drawing a second eye to match the first one. Heck, I still have a very difficult time with those same things!More Like This
I've been asked by younger artists a lot about how I got "so good" at drawing, and I generally always tell them the same thing... I'm not really that good of an artist! In all honesty, there are billions of people out there better than me and billions more who can do what I do. They usually end up arguing the point with me, but I usually stop them by saying "I am perhaps a little better than average I suppose, but the better I get, the more room I have for improvement."
You see, as you get better, more is expected from you. Well, you should always expect more from yourself or you'll always stay the same! It's a standard that you're setting for <
Digital art manifestHello everyone,More Like This
all of you sure heard, how one half of modern society teach us, that computers and digital technology is the only right way of development and it will bring mankind to bright future. Second half of modern society tells that computers are awaking violence in people, it´s something bad and we need to deny it to prevent our world from doom.
You know... both are wrong.
But that is not what I want to talk about.
This "from wall to wall" opinion is unfortunatelly claimed also upon art created with computers, tablets and graphic programs. All digital artists sure have experience with "digital haters" telling them that their art is something "less-worthy" and they should do real art instead of wasting their skills.
What are theirs most common arguments? Let´s take a look at some:
"Digital art is too easy, you need to have real skills to draw something on paper!"
- well... I really cannot agree with that. When you are skilled in traditional drawings, that doesn´t automatically m
-ehem- A Poem.You know sometimes you just get that urge to write something and your like "I'MMA WRITE A POEM!!" yeah, that just happened to me. LOL soooo... here's a mostly free format poem that actually rhymes! yay!!More Like This
I call it... Heartless Sea
"If only I could compare to your beauty..." to the sea she once told. "You hold his heart though the heart of you is incomparably cold." but now she curses the sea who took her love and feels her heart so grieve over the fate her love had suffered, a fate she'd hoped to reprieve. "You've been taken from me." she speaks in whispers, not above. "I'd face the icy waters to be with you my love." She stands upon the edge of the cliff and looks to the water crashing 'round. An echo quietly mocking how her love had drowned... The sun shines through the clouds and across the water, dances. Her eyes a brim with wind swept tears, she ponders on her chances... With sorrowful reproach she breaks the lasting bond. "I love you," she whispers now. "but I can't fol
Black and White WorldMore Like This
black white life. by `gnato Black and white by ~PsihoPsyaka Buttercup Black and White by ~everlynfaith Black and White by ~Sanctus87 Waiting In Black and White by ~overcoming-silence Black by ~Habter Black and white pocket watch by ~ClawzSkunk black and white butterfly by ~m3ntalysan3 Black and White by ~Nay9 Black+White by ~AtXU Black and white by ~tangytamarind
Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
Legacy of The LensMar 22, 2013by $techgnoticMore Like This
depthRADIUS
Watch #depthRADIUS
A study in artistic diversity, Bernardo Medina embodies the renaissance spirit of the consummate artist, always inspired and inspiring artists around him to create and capture the rhythms of life and beauty in a
The True Story Of HachikoHACHIKO The True StroyMore Like This
A dog's tale comes in many different shapes, sizes, looks, colors and you might not know it but also in different stories.
One story in particular is known to most of America and Japan. The dog in this story is Hachiko known in the American tongue as Hachi. A story about an Akita inu. This true story is known as the most famous of ALL dog loyalty stories in past history and in the present. People from all over the world have this loyal true story into many different books, movies, and television dramas. This true story shows very much deep bond that's in and between most humans and dogs today, and this story shows: loyalty and devotion. This legend is still in the continuous on touching the hearts of Americans and Japanese citizens today.
All of the events from this heart touching hero began about eighty years ago, taking place in the earlier 1920s. An Eisaburo Ueno Professor at the DOA (Department of Agriculture) in the
How to : Find Art ThievesPleaseMore Like Thisthis journal, so that a lot of people can read it.
I noticed that a lot of people don't know how to search for their photos on the internet, so here is a short tutorial. Unfortunately there isn't much you can do about art thieves, but i still think it is important to look out for them.
1. visit Google.com
2. Go to the page of the photo you want to search and click "show image"
3. Copy the Link and paste it into google.
4. This page should open, click "search by image".
5. Now you can browse trough the results.
6. The less results the happier you should be.
EDIT : You can also use websites like : tineye.com and iqdb.com
This was pointed out to me by some people, personally i have no experience with them, but i am sure that they work too.
GlassesMore Like This
glasses.
in them lie a mystery;
no age,
no emotion,
no clues-
just a mystery.
a face.
I cant help but stare at a face;
no distinctions,
no charm,
no scars-
just a beautiful face.
eyes.
embedded there lies a soul;
so pure,
no malice.
so sweet,
no anger-
a soul within hazel eyes.
a heart.
in me i can feel it pounding;
stirring,
waking,
falling-
for hazel eyes behind glasses.
My Best FriendMy Best FriendMore Like This
Non-existent!Italy x Reader
---
*Let’s begin with a flashback*
“Italy! W-What are you doing?!” you screamed after him as he was being engulfed by a strange light underneath a magic circle. He spun around and his expression was twisted into that of deep despair. “(Name)? Why are you here?! Y-you should go back there in the safe room with the others!” You shook your head strongly. “No! Come with me! We can settle all of these problems some other way!” “(Name), please go back there! There’s no time left for me, I have to do this! This is the only way I can save everyone now! I’m sorry!” his voice was strained and laced with so much guilt and sadness. “No! I’m going back with you to the safe room Feliciano! I’ll try to break through this stupid magic barrier even if I die!” “No! Don’t do it (name)!” The Italian cried at you. But being the stubborn g
Door 8 (Matador!SpainXReader)More Like This
You stepped through door number eight and straight into a place that was sunny and warm.
You looked around and found that you were in a line to a stadium type structure, and everything was in Spanish.
You made it into this stadium and started to get jostled around furiously, you finally was pushed through a doorway where you soundly fell of your face with a loud ‘Thud’.
“Oi chica! Are you ok?” a masculine voice with a heavy Spanish accent said and you looked up to find emerald green eyes staring at you with curiosity and worry.
“Um, I’m fine” you said shakily as the strange but handsome man dress
Door 6 (Artist!ItalyXReader)More Like This
You stepped through door number six and into a very messy art studio.
You looked around to see where exactly you were when you heard soft snoring from somewhere in the studio.
You traveled through the paint and canvas covered flat looking for the source of the noise, but on the way you surveyed all the beautiful paintings and admired all the wondrous paintings that seemed to line the floors.
You followed the sound to a desk that was covered in paint and artist tools where there you found a very attractive sleeping male with an odd curl sticking out of his head.
Getting closer to the male you dropped down to his level trying to get
PrussiaxReader Latest Entry5:30 on a Saturday and you were lazily lying on a hammock on your front porch. You hear you phone buzz, you look to see who texted you.More Like This
Gilly: 'Hey (f/n) wanna help me set up an awesome party hosted by me and mein awesome friends?'
(f/n): 'Am I invited?'
Gilly: 'only if you help set up'
(f/n): 'fine be there in 30 min'
Gilly: 'alright...bring beer!'
You sighed. You had been best friends with Gilbert Beilshmidt ever since you literally ran into him in 6th grade. You both got along pretty well since you were pretty laid back and weren't stubborn unlike a certain albino you knew. *cough Gilbert cough* Except recently you had felt different around him. You cared what you looked like and hated his bimbo girlfriends. You refused to say you liked him. This wasn't some cliche fluff movie where he'd like you back. It would mean no friendship and lonely heartbreak.
Quickly you sat up from your lovely hammock as you trotted up to your room. You brushed some strands
Besame Mucho SpainxReader-songficCha-cha-boom!More Like This
Besame besame mucho
Each time I bring you a kiss
I hear music divine
So besame besame mucho
I love you forever
Say that you'll always be mine.
“Antonio, I really swear, I can’t dance,” you looked up honestly at your Spanish companion, some of your (h/c) strands falling back from your face.
A rich laugh came from his lips as he smiled down sweetly at you, leaning down to brush his lips momentarily against your forehead, making his heart skip a beat. “Everyone can dance, princesa,” he said happily, the words practically jumping from his lips as his green eyes sparkled. His index fing
Italy x Reader || Love At First SightMore Like This
"Ah.. Italy! Such a magnificent country with so many wonders!" Seeing the place around, it was absolutely breath-taking. The scenery, the architecture, the culture, everything was wonderful! Words can't even explain how Italy was such a beautiful country!
"I'm glad you think that, bella!" A voice said from behind. You blinked and turned around to find the owner of the voice, but no avail.
"...Must have been my imagination.." You mumbled, and ignored the event that had happened.
"Imagination? I'm right here!" Feeling alerted, you turned around, to see a man about your age. He had a soft smile plastered on his face, a curl on the side, light
I Hate Cafes Like This! Italian BrothersxReader.I Hate Cafes Like This!More Like This
Italian BrothersxReader
---
It was a beautiful day in summer and after a long day at work you wanted to get something to eat. Maybe like a cafe and try something new. As you walked down this sidewalk next to medium size buildings you saw this next to a door.
"Cafe Italian"
You haven't had Italian food in awhile especially in a cafe. The words on the sign were all in Red, White, and Green to match the Italian flag. How cute.
'This might be a nice place to eat then.." You thought as you begin to enter the cafe.
(Name) (Last Name) (Age) A Hard working girl looking for a bite to eat.
"LOVINOOOO!~"
You flinched wi
And That's Wrong.You're fat.More Like This
Or maybe you're
Anorexic...
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're ugly.
Or maybe you're
Fake...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're quiet.
Or maybe you're
Obnoxious...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're you.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
Well.
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Request: My competitive girl - PART 1 My competitive girl - Italy X Competitive!ReaderMore Like This
(A/N) SORRY IF IT SUCKS. This is a request done by :devWaterdragonTonx94 :. Hey, sorry again. I had trouble thinking of a plot... ^^;
You are a high leveled druid; a magician and someone who heals. Wearing a pure white cloth that went up to your knees with golden protectors over your shoulders, you proudly walked out of the stadium where you had just collected a few experience points from a daily battle.
You were in the midst of trotting around town when a pair of hands rest on your shoulders.
With reflex, you turn around, ready to hit the person. Instead of getting into a fight, someone
And That's Wrong.You're fat.More Like This
Or maybe you're
Anorexic...
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're ugly.
Or maybe you're
Fake...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're quiet.
Or maybe you're
Obnoxious...
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
You're you.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
Well.
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Stronger"Stronger"More Like This
How does it feel to be erased?
How does it feel to be replaced?
Consumed by your inborn hate
You've made your grave in a lonesome fate
How does it feel to feel nothing at all?
How does it feel to stumble and crawl?
Not such a nice feeling now, is it?
Others may deem you as quite pathetic
I don't need your filth, your shame, your lies
And I found in time I did survive
I'm stronger now because I don't allow
People to walk over or break me down somehow
I don't need your trust, your eyes, your games
And in the end it was really such a shame
But I refuse to relate to the same mistakes
I don't allow myself to ache or break
I feel s
Dear WriterDear Writer,More Like This
I don’t like you. I’ve never liked you. Unfortunately, I need you. I need you to tell my story. I need you to create my world. I need you to set me free.
I need your fingers typing on those keys, I need your mind riddling out the problems, and I need you to plough onward and upward no matter how hard it gets. Sweat, blood, and tears, I don’t care. You’ve got to fight this war, battle at a time, and win it. So I can be more.
It’s a slim hope, but it is the only one I have. In your head I am bound to mortality, frailty, and the limit of your meagre imagination. Out there – out there – I
Wonder.Do you fear your own death?More Like This
Is it hard to conceive?
Draw in your last breath, then-
Your last breath will leave.
Isn't it strange to think,
That there's a timer above your head?
A countdown you can't see,
That finishes when you're dead.
Don't you ever wonder,
What it'll be like when you're gone?
I bet the world will keep on spinning.
There will be another dawn.
But the harsh reality behind it-
We're all going to die.
There's no reason to try to fight it
Not even to question why.
It makes me wish that I could have a little more to give,
Because I'm not afraid of how I'll die...
I'm afraid of how I'll
Live...
Hurts Like HeavenOh. My.More Like This
God, it hurts like heaven;
Longing for all your affection,
Every bit of your attention,
You're a divine intervention.
In this life that's turned to hell.
I can't help it when I reminisce,
In moments that are just like this,
I remember when we had our kiss,
And now how much I really miss,
You...
The times when we weren't separated,
Were the best memories that I've created,
To reunite is long awaited,
I feel like I'm incarcerated,
In my own personal hell.
I can't help it when I think of you...
I hope one day we'll say "I do."
But for now I have to struggle through,
Until the day I get to you...
It won't be long, lov
Join Page #republik-indonesia di FacebookTeman-teman bisa join di page #republik-indonesia di Facebook, semua karya yang masuk ke group akan kami publish juga melalui fanspage group. Mohon sabar ya, semua kita lakukan secara perlahan namun pasti!More Like Thishttp://www.facebook.com/pages/Republik-Indonesia/174731402692579
DICARI!!!Grup ini sedang mencari Administrasi yang mau membantu grup ini. Saya sedang sibuk magang, jadi takut tidak bisa mengontrol penuh grup ini.More Like This
Syaratnya mudah :
- kirim notes ke founder
- alasan ingin gabung jadi admin
- wajib aktif di grup minimal 1x 1 minggu (voted, balas comment, dll)
ditunggu kabarnya ya, teman-teman Indonesia..
Game sharing instruction manualThe E3 is not finished yet but Sony trolled Microsoft so hard during its conference it was hilarious XDMore Like This
So how do you share a game with a friend with the playstation4 ?
Nothing else need be said X3
Xbox One rantThe Xbox one was revealed by Microsoft a few weeks ago and has been harshly criticized in many sites and forums for some of its restrictive and unappealing traits . But until now many of them were not official. Well this has now changed >_>More Like This
While a persistent connection is not required, Xbox One is designed to verify if system, application or game updates are needed and to see if you have acquired new games, or resold, traded in, or given your game to a friend. Games that are designed to take advantage of the cloud may require a connection.
-With Xbox One you can game offline for up to 24 hours on your primary console, or one hour if you are logged on to a separate console accessing your library. Offline gaming is not possible after these prescribed times until you re-establish a connection, but you can still watch live TV and enjoy Blu-ray and DVD movies.
At Xbox, we've always believed in a connected world of games and entertainment. With Xbox One, we are planning for a connected
New journal !I have a new journal !More Like This
Thank you very much to :iconcoredumperror: for his great help and patience at setting this up ! I just love it ^___^
Some news and about voreWell for me things are going pretty well overallMore Like This
On a personal level I feel I am making some progress lately and, after months of relative stagnation, it really feels good!
I'm currently training a lot and exploring more techniques in painting. The goal I set myself is to be able to create convincing composed pictures in under one hour while using single layer. I have clearly quite a long way to go though XD
Also some people asked me about vore, why I wasn't doing vore pictures anymore and even if I was retiring from it
Well quite simply the response is : No ! XD
It's true I haven't been drawing much vore in a while. I was taking a pause of sort since the Check and mate comic but I'm not retiring or anything, that much is sure. I love drawing vore and actually some of it is coming soon :3
However variety is the spice of life as they say. No matter the subject you like to draw : Trains , cyborgs, vore, landscapes etc.. If you do too much of the same thing, eventually you become
Farewell photoshop? and printsA new just came in that created an earthquake in the illustration world.More Like This
Adobe has announced they are abandoning their current business model of selling programs to move onto a subscription-based structure called the Creative cloud.
http://nofilmschool.com/2013/05/adobe-ends-creative-suite-new-versions-creative-cloud/
Now rather than buying a one time product, you will have to pay a monthly fee in order to be able to use Adobe related programs... about a measly 20 to 50$ a month! ( make that 80$ a month for Europe )
You will no longer be able to own your program, rather what you will buy is a TEMPORARY license to use Adobe's services. You are basically renting the program for perpetuity rather than owning it and buying it outright.
The "advantages" is that, while subscribed, you will have access to any programs Adobe has to offer, you'll get automatically the latest versions of the programs as they are released, as well as 20 GB of storage space online for your files ( yay... )
Adobe
Daily deviation !Woah I got a Daily deviation !More Like This
It's my second one wohoo !
Thank you very much to DA and ~KeinZantezuken for suggesting it !
It's such an amazing boost to moraleIt really makes me want to improve more, develop new techniques, try new things and become a better artist ^_^
And I want to also thank each and everyone of you, who follow and support me since I started this account
THANK YOU to you all !! XD
*flip in chair*
Also Smooth Mc Groove is at it again with a couple new excellent acapella songs :3
Touhou Flandre theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUed7HZtTNA
Chronotrigger Zeal theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtKCt8Afk9s ( yes ! )
Megaman2 Dr Wily stage theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iW_Ct49H1ng
The new Vore comic is out ! ^_^ http://www.e-junkie.com/karbo/product/486074.php#Check+and+mate
More infos about previous tomes he
CISPA is backWell it looks like the CISPA bill just passed in the house of representatives.More Like This
Many of you may have missed it due to the recent charged actuality.. I certainly did : /
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2013/apr/18/house-representatives-cispa-cybersecurity-white-house-warning
It's another of those bills that, under the guise of offering "security" is infringing dramatically on individual liberties. It's quite similar to the SOPA one in the spirit ( http://karbo.deviantart.com/journal/SOPA-and-the-day-Wikipedia-went-out-280067721 )
Now CISPA is not new. It passed the house in 2012 as well and got shot down then by the senate. That doesn't seem to deter its proponents who are trying again though. And I fear they might succeed eventually : /
What CISPA will do if it passes is allowing internet companies to pas on ALL your online data in the interest of "cybersecurity". Under that bill a company could provide all your private informations to "third parties", including the government. Th
CSS and acapella songsI am curious if there are some of you who have a good knowledge of the CSS language ? ( the one used by deviantart )More Like This
I'd like to update a bit my page and my journal and personalize them at some points. The thing I have a very limited understanding of CSS ( or in coding in general for that matter) so some help would be very welcome ! Please contact me if you are CSS savy and interested to give a hand :3
Also I found a serie of pretty amazing videos of video game musics sang acapella
It's done by Smooth Mcgroove. There are some on Final fantasy, Zelda, Megaman and others games :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7SAEYbTTLI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbJlJVPw1iY
Check them ! they are pretty damn impressive XD
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Pure pt.10 (Demon PrussiaXReader) [END] “Don’t worry, everything will be taken care of.”More Like This
“Taken care of?” You echoed, using this moment of confusion to get a proper look at Mr. Fairy, so you could make sure it was this person was the same one as your childhood friend. You were certain he wouldn’t have said something so foreboding and ominous.
His olive green eyes were warm as they gazed at you, no doubt. But there was something lingering in the very depths of that dry green that made you shiver. Was it some sort of raw possessiveness that you noticed? Or perhaps the desire to- no. You tore your thoughts away from that reclusive part of your
Letting Go of the LetterA pencil can t w i r l as fast as your eye can w a t c h it.More Like This
As l o n g as you k ee p it in control you have no fear.
I watch mine r o l l past my cold fi ng er s.
T w i r l
and
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b
l
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the b r i c k walls of my mind it
f
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l
s
and
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l a s
Alice in her rabbit hole never got t h a t f a r.
Neither will what I try to write for you
but if I try
if I try
and fail like I always do
will you still read it?
I'll get n o w h e r e without my b r e a t h .
But I will get f a r
DecrepitI dial the wiresMore Like This
(infatuated with disease
I let you molest me
while my hoarse breath
groans down your throat.
you make me pant
like a dog
sweating from
the heat
you stuffed
my heart with.
can't you moan
a little sweeter?
you're a
blinking-back-bastard;
no remorse
pangs of conscious
fade into your
holy bullshit)
to send you to me.
Everlasting Snow: What the Heart RemembersMore Like This
Twilight has descended upon the city. Where the light of a shop switches off, the warm one of a home switches on, altogether becoming beacons to the weary workers, ushering them home to a warm supper, good company, and shelter from the increasingly chilly air. Slowly but surely, with the last lights of day, the night owls begin to emerge, seeking out the bright neon signs of clubs. Seeking to have a marvelous time, filled to the brim with friends and fun.
And then, laughter. But not a collective laughter. Not a laughter belonging to any earth-bound human, for that matter.
It echoes throughout the wintery air, bouncing off of the oriental bu
Jeff The Killer x Reader (Request..)It was a summer night, the cool breeze ruffling your black dress. Your (hair color) hair waved in the wind, giving off the scent of strawberries and blood. You had finished with your last victim that night, the fresh blood now starting to stain your smooth, (skin color) skin. The kill was harder than usual this time. You couldn't start thinking about him. It was getting on your nerves.More Like This
It started earlier that week, when the new girl came. Scarlet was her name. It fit her perfectly. Her fire red hair that could put the sun to shame, and her sweet an innocent amber eyes. Though, it was just an appearance. She was just as dangerous as everyone else.
You hated her. You hated yourself. You hated yourself for being jealous. For calling him 'Jeffy-poo' on the very first day they had met. She was gorgeous. Even SlenderMan took a liking to her. It instantly pissed you off. Not because she was getting the attention, no. Before her, everyone got an equal slice of it. But when she came, no on
Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 21"Alicia..." BEN sobbed as her hand slipped from his. Everyone in the room was crying,More Like This
even baby Majora and Slenderman.
Alicia was gone.
Jeff held you close to him as you both sobbed.
Suddenly BEN stood. He walked over to you and handed you the baby, a look of determination in his eyes.
"Everyone get against the wall!" BEN shouted. Everyone did.
BEN picked up Alicia's body and placed it on the floor in the middle of the room. He turned out the lights and fell to his knees. You noticed that his eyes were black with red irises.
"What the..."
BEN began to chant:
"Cecidit quae levare. Quod erat reducam quam.
Qui ad nos dormientes. Ne ad mortem.
Hoc dicimus unum ab mors tenebris fingunt. Jubemus hoc uno accessus, ad Aeternitas est scriptor lucida præsidio!"
The room was suddenly illuminated with a unearthly green glow. BEN looked down at Alicia.
"Alicia ad nos redire,
Alicia ad nos redire,
Alicia revertatur ad nos!"
Everyone in the room was in complete and utter shock a
You see? You killed her.More Like This
Rain rain, rolling down the window pain.
You are just a weatherification of the child's soul.
It's cold, it's loud, it's sad, it's rare.
Rare as the smile on her face.
Hello, sir, goodbye sir.
You've destroyed her.
Oh, you see, she's dead.
Because? You see, you killed.
You see? You killed her.
When Your Best is Not Good EnoughDon't speak.More Like This
Don't move.
Don't think.
Don't dream.
Don't hold yourself together.
Don't fall apart.
Don't pretend it is all going to be okay.
Don't act like it won't be all right.
Don't touch me.
Don't look away from me.
Don't be so needy.
Don't be so grateful.
Don't act silly.
Don't be so serious.
Don't have so much fun.
Don't be so sullen.
Don't cry.
Don't laugh.
Don't smile.
Don't frown.
Don't love anyone too much.
Don't be so selfish.
Don't ignore me.
Don't love me too much.
Don't breathe.
Don't exist....
And hope? Hope is just a lie you tell yourself so that tomorrow, you can do it all over again.
Fairy's Fountain Link X ReaderMore Like This
Some time far past midnight, you woke from your sound sleep. With the reason you had woken up a mystery, you snuggled back into bed and tried once more to rest. A cool breeze from the open window swept through the room, bringing with it all the smells of the night. Just as you began to drift, you heard a noise. “Who's there?” There was no moon tonight, making your room pitch black. Afraid that the intruder wasn't just an animal, you began throwing everything on your bed in the direction of the noise.
“Ouch. Hey be careful, it's only me. Stop throwing stuff.” A bright blue light appeared from nowhere, showing t
Take Me Skyward (Link x Reader) Ch. IMore Like This
Chapter One
"Love is measured not by how much by how much you say it. It's measured by how wrong you feel when you realize you didn't."
--
Ah, life. What a blessing it is. To wake up each morning, healthy and able. To take in fresh air and feel warm sunshine on your skin! To be greeted by friends and loved ones alike! To turn your eyes to the wide open blue sky and dream of your bright future!
Ah yes, life. What a blessing it is.
Or at least, what a blessing it would be if you weren't currently lost in a foreign, strange world with the one person that you despised more than anything else.
Needless to say, life for you couldn't be much worse.
But of course, life wasn't always out to get you. No, before all this, you had the perfect life. One that was humble, yet enchanting in its own way.
-- ~ --
Your name is (Name)
Princess!Reader x Knight!England Part 2More Like This
The fire was the only warmth you'd get from anything or anyone. Winter was a brutal season, no doubt about that. You had assumed you made enough ground to be safe for the meanwhile, at least until dawn. So with no blanket or pillow, you laid your head on the cold hard ground, saying a silent prayer as you tried to close your tired eyes. But bone chilling calls of lonely wolves, the harsh winds of winter, and the worry of being found kept you from sleep. What if he told your uncle? Your uncle would send out his best men to search for you. Why? Because you knew things he didn't want getting out. You rubbed your teary eyes with your dirt cruste
Ninja Love: Ninja!Japan X Princess!Reader(11)More Like This
Ninja Love: Ninja!Japan X Princess!Reader(11)
Chapter 10
FINAL CHAPTER~!!!
Soon we arrived at Iga, Korea to learn Ninja arts under Kiku’s instructions of course. Not for nothing, but Kiku is pretty mean when it comes to training. I just get frustrated and I usually screw up! It’s annoying but… there are times when he’s kind. And then other times when he isn’t…
Kiku crossed his arms and looked at me when we arrived in the forest. “Today we will practice the art of ‘Tonso’.”
I tilted my head and looked at him weirdly. “What’s that?”
“The art of using all
SwitzerlandxReader~Do or die!~(quickie)It was do or die.More Like This
Well...either way...you could possibly die.
Seeing Germany being mean to Italy (not that it wasn't unusual) you finally decided to
stand up for him. However it didn't exactly end up in your favour.
"If your so tough, vy' don't you go run 'srough Switzerland's yard?" he asked,
making you gasp and turn a little pink. Switzerland was a good friend of yours, and over
the past few years who had developed a little crush on him.
Now...this little stunt might change everything.
"Curses Italy.." you grumbled, turning your head to see Germany pointing forward,
telling you to hurry up.
You could see the Swiss house, and wit
Pirate!Spain x Reader ~ Until I die (Chapter 4)More Like This
Antonio and I made it back to the ship.
The two of us were just sitting there, on the ship's deck, we weren't talking, we weren't even looking each other in the eyes. I had found some bandages in the back of the ship and started treating Antonio's wounds. They weren't as bad as they looked like, but the wounds were still pretty deep and they looked like it hurt. Antonio was very lucky that those drunk pirates from the bar didn't kill them and all that trouble for a stupid treasure map. It wasn't even like Antonio was a real pirate, or something!
"Idiot." You said, while wrapping the bandage around Antonio's injured arm. "Why do you always have to do these kind of stupid things! And don't get me started on stealing! Seriously, when are you going to find a job and actually buy stuff?! You know how dangerous the world is? If you don---"
"Are you done?" Antonio interrupted me.
I looked up and saw that Antonio wasn't smiling, whi
Just a little crush... || Germany x ReaderMore Like This
The room was barely quiet, everybody was arguing apart from you, Germany, Italy and Japan. It was basically like this meeting all the time for the past three weeks, and it does get a bit annoying...
Okay, very annoying.
Now you see why Germany gets mad all the time about it.
You were quite a laid back country, all into fun and getting into trouble; that was why you hung out with the BTT, in other words, the Bad Touch Trio.
Three weeks ago ,when you first found out you were a country, they were the ones who helped make you a stronger and smarter country (Surprisingly). They were like big brothers to you, they helped you out whenever you ne
Depressed!CanadaxReader - Worth More Than GoldMore Like This
_____ sighed as she stabbed passively at her breakfast. Despite her efforts, she couldn’t seem to get her friend Matthew out of her head. She had visited him the day before, but she had noticed that he wasn’t quite himself. Although he was almost always forgotten and/or ignored he was still happy and optimistic. But when _____ had visited him, the happiness and optimism were gone.
“Are you alright, ma chère?”
_____ blinked turning her head to face the person speaking to her. “Yeah, I’m okay,” she replied. She played a bit more with her food, then sighed again. “Francis, do you know what&rsq
My Fallen Angel - Pirate!EnglandxReader - Part 2Warning for language.More Like This
“Now, shall we go and meet the crew?”
Arthur’s grip on your upper arm was firm but not so it hurt you. You had been surprised you really were on a ship when he started dragging you through the halls, and it wasn’t a small ship either. And here you had thought it was some special effects in some creeps “secret hideout”. But it turn out that you have been kidnapped right from the street and taken to a ship. How fun!
“Where are you taking me, creep?”
“Now, now, love. Call me Arthur please.”
“I rather not.” You answered as you tried digging your hee
Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 4 "What do we do now?" Feliciano asked. He finished handcuffing the girl to the chair.More Like This
"Interrogate the b**ch!" I rolled my eyes.
"Okay!"
"She just needs to wake up. The chloroform should wear off by now!" I clenched the gun in my hand. This was the source of all the trouble? A girl? How pathetic is this?
"She's cute." Feliciano commented.
"Not our type though." I smirked.
"Huh?" He looked at me confused. I face palmed. I forgot how innocent he is. How is one of the heirs to the mafia a complete idiot?!
"Nevermind. This is taking to long." I grabbed a glass of water
and dumped it on her head.
That should do it.
***back to you***
"What the-?" You said as cold water hit your face. You pulled your hand up to wipe the water off your face. You felt them behind pulled behind you. You opened your (e/c) eyes t
LoveThere are many different types of loveMore Like This
Many different shapes and forms
Many different kinds
These happen in different minds
Each can be easy to find
Because there are many different types of love
Love can come from above
It can be love for life
It can be love for friends
It can be love for family
These types are always strong
But I think that the strongest type of love
Is the one I have for thee
Don'tTook double the dose to watch the ceiling spin,More Like This
think about all the mistakes in my life again.
Gaze up and try not to cry tonight;
wake up to the way the stars shine so bright
but I
don't
don't
don't.
I lie and take in the plaster
God knows what it is that I'm after
but it's
not
here.
I lie and shake and cry til it's over
then I try to move to the sofa
'cos it's
not here
and I'd rather be anywhere else.
As the world starts to blur there's no one but me
and I let my life slip indifferently
and if you were here, you'd not say goodbye
you'd catch all my tears and then you would sigh
and say
don't
don't
don't.
I lie and take in the plaster
G
OpenI was once cold,More Like This
and bottled up inside,
now a bit more bold,
and I no longer hide.
So now I’m going to say,
I have feelings for you,
hoping someday,
you will like me too.
But if not,
I’m sure plenty of others,
Do.
If I could go backSome people think it's crazyMore Like This
some people think I'm strange
All the things I've done
All the times I've changed
But I know the real truth
and that is why I write
I don't think I have been weak
I feel I've won the fight
So I'm gonna let it show
The intire world may know
My scars they show my battle
the fight that I have won
don't think that I'm ashamed of them
they show how far I've come
Believe me I'm alright, believe me I am good
But if I could go back and change it all
I don't think I would
It's made me who I am
the person I'm today
Much stronger than before
I'm not afraid to say
You may think I'm hiding
or still trying to lie
But my pa
Losing my BreathIt's 2amMore Like This
and the calling birds
are hatching in my heart,
I feel it crack and they emerge.
Feel them drilling on my ribs,
the steady anxious thrum
of a flight risk
waiting to happen.
It's 3am
and I can't breathe,
memories of you
are nesting in my throat
and now
I can't work around them.
It's cutting off the circulation,
and my frantic heart
tries to keep on.
It's 5am
and tears scratch their directions
into my cheeks,
they flounder and meander
and they erode.
My skin and soul is scraped down
layer by layer
to nought.
It's 8am
and another day is heralded
by the angry flutterings in my chest.
I try to swallow my pride,
dam the tears
and crawl through the dark again.
Coughing up blood
and inhaling iron filings
(The remainder of
what used to be my life).
The DescriptionHe drinks coffeeMore Like This
like
its the art of seduction,
and quite honestly
when he does it
it might as well be.
You'll catch him
frowning into it
as he hastily scribbles
in a notebook
windswept words,
his attempts
to make the world
better.
El cambia a español
en la mitad del frase
and I don't think
he even realises.
He loves the world
so wildly
that to be a part of it
leaves you feeling
starstruck
and astonished.
He makes the world seem
bigger
to contain his love
and when he smiles,
I smile,
because he reminds me
that there is hope
to be had.
For the world,
for myself.
For people like us.
He is soil,
(not pebb
LOVELove can hurt,More Like This
Love can heal,
Love can break,
Love can mend.
Your love kept me sane.
Your love caused me pain.
Your love made me think twice.
Your love also made me slice.
My love drove me crazy.
My love held me together.
My love drove me to do it in the end.
My love was forever yours.
You didn't stop me tho...
Why??
If life is so fair...
Then WHY DO roses have thorns??
Glitter, Ducks and Chairman XavierWhen Clary suggested the boys go on a night out together, it had seemed like a fantastic idea to begin with. With everything that had happened, they all deserved some fun. She hadn't exactly expected the group of them to turn up to Luke's house at 2am with Jace and Magnus wearing blankets, Simon looking murderous with a glittery Chairman Meow in his arms (Magnus and Alec looked equally glittery) and Jace looking as if he'd seen a ghost. After telling them where to stick it after they had asked to come in, Clary couldn't help but wonder what the heck they'd been doing, but also started to feel the slightest bit guilty. She hadn't known the sitMore Like This
Can't live on hateWhat's this world we're living in?More Like This
One after another crazy thing
Shootings, killings, bombings, war
Don't we care about each other anymore?
Share the love, spread the word
this has got to be heard!
Lend a hand
Send your prayers
Change this world's faith
you may think you can't
But something's got to change
Cause we can't live on hate
Don't we care about children?
Why do people cause this pain?
we'll end up being afraid
Of living, of giving love, of faith
Share the love, spread the word
this has got to be heard!
Lend a hand
Send your prayers
Change this world's faith
you may think you can't
But something's got to change
Cause we can't liv
Its SpringIts spring...More Like This
The birds fly and twitter...
Your words are bitter...
More bitter than the winter air...
I sigh...
What happened to you?
The old you?!
I miss that you...
The you I could accually talk to...
I hate the new you...
You are such a jerk now...
You join them...
You joined the PREPS...
They make fun of me and the others...
We all just shrug it off...
I can't...
For some reason it stings when you make fun of me...
Yes... I hear what you say about me...
I may not seem it but I hear EVERY word you say about me...
I cry myself to sleep now...
Its spring ...
The birds sing...
The words DO sting still...
You may never have your fill...
Your fill of the taunts...
Your voice haunts me...
It haunts me in my dreams...
Its spring alright...
Sta.sh
