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Depression by n1saxmds Depression :iconn1saxmds:n1saxmds 164 60 Imprint by DestinyBlue Imprint :icondestinyblue:DestinyBlue 32,985 1,254 I Couldn't Save them - Undertale Asriel by WalkingMelonsAAA I Couldn't Save them - Undertale Asriel :iconwalkingmelonsaaa:WalkingMelonsAAA 6,384 359 A scenery of loss... by neonay A scenery of loss... :iconneonay:neonay 2,640 567 Core of the Apple -Part 1 by NaterRang Core of the Apple -Part 1 :iconnaterrang:NaterRang 2,460 534
Literature
The Wanderer
My world dissolves into autumn,
the shade and the fire draped about my throat
like so many jewels.
I met the mist as an old lover,
let the dew paint my lips
with the scent of harvest.
In a white memory, you are still walking away,
down that same road.
Your hair was shining like the fall.
Your shape in the fog beckons;
ghost or vision, I care not.
I lose myself.
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In Memory of Rose - Pearl Steven Universe by WalkingMelonsAAA In Memory of Rose - Pearl Steven Universe :iconwalkingmelonsaaa:WalkingMelonsAAA 3,303 125
Literature
First time making love
Trembling lips gently graze
while soft hands explore
stimulating me,
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
Enticing me,
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
Melting me,
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Hypnotizing me,
Desire succeeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Filling me,
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
Giving me
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
Accepting me,
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
in our romantic pantomime
this is to me
Making love for the first time
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Twiliversary Colour page 4 by Shieltar Twiliversary Colour page 4 :iconshieltar:Shieltar 991 442
Literature
Fish
It's funny, the little things that mean so much. You don't even notice them until they're gone. One day you wake up and find the neighbours have chopped a branch from the tree outside your window. Suddenly you feel a little more alone. You step outside and notice a For Sale sign across the street - it's an old, shabby house and you know it's going to be knocked down by the end of the month. And it's that moment when you realize a part of you will topple with it. Faint, but alive, soon to be as spectral as the puff of smoke that drifts from a candlewick after the flame is blown out. A sliver of your spirit.
Your sister kept goldfish once. They didn't last long, didn't linger enough to become attached to your soul. Fish were fickle things. They never seemed driven to survive, content to float into oblivion if the water wasn't just right. They lived for simple things, and simple things went foul quickly. One goldfish nibbled at fish flake, morning after morning, until the day it decided t
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5 Stages of Grief Meme by Jabnormalities 5 Stages of Grief Meme :iconjabnormalities:Jabnormalities 1,576 116 Vision Caught On Paper by Culpeo-Fox Vision Caught On Paper :iconculpeo-fox:Culpeo-Fox 3,018 227 We Made It Through.. by NostalgicChills We Made It Through.. :iconnostalgicchills:NostalgicChills 1,781 137 tenebrism. by indiae tenebrism. :iconindiae:indiae 570 55 le moribond. by indiae le moribond. :iconindiae:indiae 4,392 497 sooshitsu wo kakaete, nao ikiro by uchuubranko sooshitsu wo kakaete, nao ikiro :iconuchuubranko:uchuubranko 4,336 469 Butterfly Kisses by luciole Butterfly Kisses :iconluciole:luciole 4,393 361 Diary by JulienLasbleiz Diary :iconjulienlasbleiz:JulienLasbleiz 2,056 130 The deeper the grief, the closer I am by Takadk The deeper the grief, the closer I am :icontakadk:Takadk 1,249 59 The Wrong Train by jflaxman The Wrong Train :iconjflaxman:jflaxman 245 29 Fading Memories by Unkopierbar Fading Memories :iconunkopierbar:Unkopierbar 1,784 336 Broken by nightshadevalentine Broken :iconnightshadevalentine:nightshadevalentine 7,118 791 The loss by Whiluna The loss :iconwhiluna:Whiluna 1,830 78 The Final Gig: Portrait by PollyUranus The Final Gig: Portrait :iconpollyuranus:PollyUranus 1,564 266 Please, come back. by TylerReitan Please, come back. :icontylerreitan:TylerReitan 379 146 Gears of War 3: Locust by echosoflife Gears of War 3: Locust :iconechosoflife:echosoflife 471 117
Literature
Knock Yourself Out
How to Write a [Near]-Fainting Experience
Brought to you by Super Editor
You've probably all read books or seen movies in which a character passes out. The heroine might swoon gracefully and collapse onto the floor or into the hero's arms. People rush to bring water, a doctor, or something to revive her. She then wakes up, rosy-cheeked and a bit distressed, and she fans herself for a while while insisting that she is fine.
Fainting in real life is not nearly so beautiful. Authors, especially ones with no experience, can sometimes fall for such idealized descriptions. I am (un)fortunate enough to have experience in this area, so I will share it here.
Quick Losses of Consciousness
Usually this involves an impact or a sudden pain. The character may have no idea what happened to him or her afterwards, and later results vary depending on the severity of any injuries sustained.
Real-life example: My mom used to work as a waitress during her teenage years, and Aunt Jennifer, her
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Desperation by Moiscen Desperation :iconmoiscen:Moiscen 2,470 158 overexposed. by Vera-Chimera overexposed. :iconvera-chimera:Vera-Chimera 236 32 In My Dreams I Can See You by DpressedSoul In My Dreams I Can See You :icondpressedsoul:DpressedSoul 1,027 305 Loss of Purpose Creepypasta by Dragons-Roar Loss of Purpose Creepypasta :icondragons-roar:Dragons-Roar 1,374 174 Twiliversary colour Page 1 by Shieltar Twiliversary colour Page 1 :iconshieltar:Shieltar 842 52
Literature
Gone - Septiplier
"Mark you really need to stop this. Running into me, I mean." Jack said.
"Oh, g-god! I'm sorry!" Mark uttered feeling flustered and rushed to pick his books up. Rolling his eyes, Jack dropped to the ground and helped, avoiding the same books that Mark was touching. He was sure his heart would stop if they both picked the same one and the situation become even more cheesy.
"I'm n-normally more careful, I'm sorry, Jack." Mark apologised awkwardly. Come on Mark, ask him out! It's the perfect opportunity! Shaking his head to himself, Mark stood up with a full pile of books in his hands.
"It's fine, don't worry about it." Jack assured him, putting a hand to the back of his neck. "Hey um, I was wondering..." he started, hesitating. Should he really try and hang out with popular nerd? Sure he was cute and adorable and his hair was gorgeous and his muscles... "Don't get me started on his muscles..." Jack muttered to himself, glancing up at Mark to make sure he hadn't heard. Now what sh
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Feeling the loss by sounchy Feeling the loss :iconsounchy:sounchy 1,785 461 The Crypt by vampirekingdom The Crypt :iconvampirekingdom:vampirekingdom 298 153 with every lonely tear. by carvingbackbone with every lonely tear. :iconcarvingbackbone:carvingbackbone 1,192 484 Howling Emotion Wolf Tattoo by WildSpiritWolf Howling Emotion Wolf Tattoo :iconwildspiritwolf:WildSpiritWolf 3,544 481 Acceptance (a zarla-inspired recovery comic) by JimPAVLICA Acceptance (a zarla-inspired recovery comic) :iconjimpavlica:JimPAVLICA 1,068 314 Bring Him to Me by vampirekingdom Bring Him to Me :iconvampirekingdom:vampirekingdom 202 114 Hidden  - Oculta by vampirekingdom Hidden - Oculta :iconvampirekingdom:vampirekingdom 376 218
Literature
Train Under Water
Brother,
I'm writing to tell you I'm dropping out of college; I haven't told anyone.  I'm twitching, Michael.  The hunger came back a few weeks ago, and I'm not sure it ever left.  Regardless, it's crying now, and I need to go.  I need to keep moving on.  I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow.  My train takes off in the afternoon, and when I get there, I'll leave again.  I want to go somewhere new, Michael.  
I want to go somewhere I have never seen before.
Now, I know you have to be worried, but don't, Brother.  Don't you be afraid.  I'll write to you wherever I go.  I won't leave a return address, please don't try to follow me.  You can't, Michael, you're too smart.  Your place is here among these people; and mine is out there.  You're meant for your books; I'm meant for my trees.  I want to roar from the woods with a pen mightier than He
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Literature
Be My Sister - TG
Cory squeaked when he felt the arm on him, blushing a little at how girly he sounded. He still let loose a higher one, however, when he felt breasts squash against his back, the arms wrapping around his body. "Sis!" declared a girl.
He squirmed in her grip, face growing redder with every passing moment that her chest rubbed against him. Prying himself free, he looked around the lunch room, making sure that all the other students were busy before quietly glaring at the girl. "I am not your sister," he announced, self-consciously combing a bit of hair out of his eyes. He glared at her to make his point, annoyed that she had pointed out his feminine looks, only to let it slide into a stare when he found her pouting.
"Um… are you all right?" he asked, fidgeting a little as her lip trembled.
He shifted from foot to foot as he watched the girl cry, tears running silently down her cheeks as she whispered a petulant "No." She glared at him a little, poking her finger into his chest, makin
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there's  always hope. by this-is-the-life2905 there's always hope. :iconthis-is-the-life2905:this-is-the-life2905 2,024 235
Literature
Plow
It's finally snowing again,
blankets of peace falling
with a freshness that lacks innocence.
Nearly forgotten, they're here as expected,
clearing the streets,
trying to push aside all the worry
that makes things unsafe, but
the steel mouth askew grates against my heart;
its thick bass scrape pushing more than piles of white aside,
it pushes my blood aside too,
piling it up in the corner of this pumping vessel that falters,
ice-caked and bitten, stiffened,
and keeps faltering,
again,
and again,
and again,
until the air is silent
and the street no longer shivers in torture.
The only evidence is the blanket of white
that keeps falling,
like fluffy stuffing that's been yanked out.
All is silent,
except the fond memories that peel away
from my heart in little shreds,
and the plows, scraping fresh wounds again.
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1/20/2012, 1/22/2012
Copyright 2012 Jen Fowler
All Rights Reserved
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je ne suis jamais. by indiae je ne suis jamais. :iconindiae:indiae 1,439 150 Signs by vampirekingdom Signs :iconvampirekingdom:vampirekingdom 291 125 Never by Spinewinder Never :iconspinewinder:Spinewinder 29 63 The trap by da5id2112 The trap :iconda5id2112:da5id2112 1,147 217
Literature
I think of you
As suns set afar and mountains flame
And eagles, turning, turn to fire
Ash cold, alone I lie
And think of you.
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