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Cubone by Wolf-Sol Cubone :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 1 C.D: Gift for CD-DC by Wolf-Sol C.D: Gift for CD-DC :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 6
Once upon a time, I cared about you.
I heard your agony in the form of broken chords,
Saw your pain in the guise of scars,
Felt your skin as it sunk to bone,
Watched your eyes as the sockets became hollow.
I saw you drowning in turmoil,
Caught between the black and the white,
Struggling among the waves.
And when I reached out to you,
You shackled me to anchors.
And when I called to you,
Your agony was a crescendo,
It overpowered me,
Devoured what was left of me,
Until nothing but sound of a dripping faucet,
Nothing but my strangled breath, 
Nothing but the sound of your lies,
Your false claims,
Your false words,
Your false smiles,
Your false love,
Once upon a time, I cared about you.
I cared about your thoughts and your wisdom,
Your smiles and your tears,
Your love and your hatred,
Your good days and your bad days.
Now, I hope you drown in your sorrows and your regrets.
I want to watch you drown in your sea,
I want to hear your vocal chords spasm,
Corrode and wither,
I w
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With Desire by Wolf-Sol With Desire :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 2 Wanna Play a Game? by Wolf-Sol
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Wanna Play a Game? :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 0
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Dead Heart - Tails Doll Short :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 1
Statuesque - Legend of Zelda Short
Years of fighting, years of bloodshed, years of turmoil, and years of loss had made his flesh thick and scarred. Within a measly thirty-two years he had seen the death of family, friends, and enemies alike. His muscles were firm, corded, and well developed and his blade had aged, been scuffed, and stained. His face was sharper than ever, his lips thin with the constant heat of combat.
Thirty-two years and already he had seen much more than the sages themselves. His sapphire eyes were never as bright as they had been during his "innocent stage." Innocence… he had left that long ago. Yet it was to be expected for he was a hero; nevertheless, he denied such formalities and appealing praise.
He was no hero, just a statue—a shell of hero.
Every time he removed the blade from its scabbard, every time he added to his victims, and every time he looked into the eyes of the innocent children that dreamed to be him he grew cold. He grew distant. Even now, the queen of Hyrule ba
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Rust - Bunnie Rabbot Short
What is it? This premonition that the ground beneath her feet will cave in, that the world itself will devour her. A feeling so thick and vulgar that it drains the very color from her eyes, rips
the spine and sinews of shape around her until only one thing remains? It is something that demands attention. It burns through prosthetic veins, eats away at amputated nerves, and pushes her down to the point where there is nothing but the abyss beneath. What is it, this feeling? This great emotion that suffocates her, drowns her in an ocean so great and so wide.
Shh, mon amour . . .
It is a weight against her shoulders. It is the bile in her throat. It is the agonizing throb of her imitating heart, a pain that forces her to grasp her chest; quell the wild beat, calm the untameable push and pull.
It will be all right.
She falls to the floor, metallic knees thudding against the wood, and heaves. The cry is ripped from her forcefully, ears flopping back as she reels back and scream
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Daddy's Girl Should Never Cry
Hush little girl, don’t cry,
The blood will come out,
The tears will dry.
It will all be over soon...
I promise.
I mean… It’s not that bad!
It’s just a nightmare is all.
So hush with your cries, no need to be sad.
Tomorrow, it will all seem like a dream…
Just ignore the gore,
The broken picture frames,
The tainted floor,
Your crimson hands.
Ignore the stench of the death,
The bodies in the other room,
The pretty lights dancing on the wall,
the uniforms, those sirens,
Just focus on my voice, mine alone.
Ignore the blood.
Forget that moment when you came home,
The blood that met you at the door. Just forget.
Forget the part where you ran to Daddy,
Screaming. Crying.
Only to find him smoking a barrel,
That he'd devoured just moments ago.
Forget how you saw your mother,
Her arms wrapped around your brother,
Both stone cold with gaping holes,
Holes the size of canyons.
Forget when you tripped over your sister,
Falling into the gore, into the death,
Into the rea
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No Excuse
That is enough. There is no going back.
Your actions are vile, your heart expired.
You have no excuse. Every word is deaf, irrational,
Inaudible and wordless.
You are miserable to be around,
Your presence is heavy,
Your gaze cold and judgemental.
You are manipulative,
You are destructive.
Your shadow darkens a room,
Your smile darkness the day.
A reflection of selfishness,
The remnants of something ugly,
Not a hero, but a villain.
You are monstrous.
You are conscience,
Sound and harsh, a crippled reality,
A tidal wave, an omen,
You bring out the worst in everything.
A canvas blotted with black, you are hollow,
With an icy heart, and lungs filled to the brim,
Throat burning in denial, tongue coated in defense.
You are a lonely, decrepit thing,
With a venomous opinion,
Unworthy of a name.
You are a lonely, decrepit thing,
You have no excuse.
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Obscurum 06 - Dark Legend of Zelda Fanfiction
Link lifted his shield up to his chest, its face splattered with blood. There was still the desire to slam the shield over and over on the Hyrulean soldier, but he refrained. Not because he felt guilt, but more or less because he found no need to after the eleventh blow. The soldier, Colin, had been dead by the fourth hit. For a moment Link mused how fun it would have been if Colin had remained in his armor. It would have offered more of a challenge; however, blood was blood. His murderous urges were silent, for now.
He dropped the shield, its face clattered to the floor near the corpse's feet. Without a second glance to his latest victim he turned to reach for his blade on the floor. It too was stained with blood, but he didn't fret over wiping its blackened surface. Instead he found himself marveling at the sight.
Red eyes lifted from the blade and over to the door, "I'm busy." He spoke harshly, his positive act having been damaged by the sudden turn of events. It didn't both
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Ava Marie
How many souls was it now? Was it 982, or was it 982,345,234,945? Either way, it wasn’t like he kept count of the dead that he sent, and if he did it wasn’t like he did it consciously. It was his job after all—to collect souls and send them to their final judgment—and it was something that needed to be done otherwise the world would fall into utter chaos. However, it didn’t mean that his job was easy from the get-go when he did do his job (there were times when he liked to slack off on collecting). It especially made things difficult when someone wanted to die. Such a want was uncalled for in children, but a girl who went by the name of Ava Marie desired just that.
Now Ava Marie was nothing special. In fact, she was mundanely ordinary; however, it was her smile that gained her individuality. You must understand that her smile did not show until she fell ill. A girl shy of her tenth birthday, Ava Marie was diagnosed with brain cancer. It was thanks to the f
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Crimson Winters
Winter was always abrupt when she came to Yukon, Canada, but when she did, she left the world blanketed in a silent wonderland of white. Towers of endless evergreen encased in glittering white, the winter breeze doing little to rouse the thick coat of ice and snow that clung to the pine needles. Glacial castles of mountaintops dotted the gray horizon, peaks barely pushing into the morning fog. Waves upon waves of snow flooded and devoured the ground. White puffs, like fluffy cotton balls, lazily invaded the vast White Horse forest. November had been a month of eternal, serene white where the only break of silence was from the snow fall. The wonderland’s white landscape almost seemed as if it were a photograph frozen in time.
Then there was red. An obtrusive, macabre color that darkened the November snow until it was black. It tainted the white, discoloring and melting it until it was grayed slush. The towers of evergreen were splattered with the color, the ice and snow falling fr
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Obscurum 05 - Dark Legend of Zelda Fanfiction :iconwolf-sol:Wolf-Sol 2 3
Obscurum 04- Dark Legend of Zelda Fanfiction
There had been a time when he had felt peace, innocence, and sanity, but such a time was long gone now. That had been an entirely different dimension, different person… or so it felt like. Now, he was an empty shell plagued by constant darkness. The darkness had already consumed his sanity, little by little as he sat in the cold, damp corner of the endless chamber, and it was consuming his time and whatever else was left. Of course, he clung to himself for dear life, not desiring to fall any further, but after two years… losing himself became inevitable.
Through those two, wretched years he began to find a sick happiness in blood. Why? It was an escape. It was the only chance he could get to escape from the darkness. Whether it was from a punishment, a "lesson," or an order of killing by the master… blood was a symbol of a paradise that the ill child had lost long ago.
Solitude was something he treasured too. Darkness was slowly becoming something else, perhaps bei
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The stench of rot that greets you, all smoked whispers, broken dreams.
The taste of fire and brimstone, crumbled headstones, scorched earth.
It is the madness in your head, silent playgrounds, empty windows and empty doors.
A cesspool of emptiness, lying posters, eager youth.
It is shuddering reality, wasteland of skeletons, swarm of gunfire,
With suffocated skies, sand painted red.
It is tar, thick and putrid, crawling in your veins,
A poison that strips you bear—vulnerable.
Coldness in your arms, the blood on your hands, the fear in your eyes.
It is the trembling in your fingers, the shattered cries against sharpened glass,
The shackle of promises, forgotten vows,
It is an abyss, this desperation, this ruin,

She’s not breathing.
She’s not laughing.
She’s not smiling.
She’s not—

Scattered reason, fallen chances, twisted fate.
It is the dirt on your skin, the husk of youth at your feet,
The grime of death underneath you
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I was here long ago, about 8 years ago, as BlueWolfFantasy. I'm merely here to lurk about and see some cool sh*t, maybe share a clusterfuuu of personal works (be it literature or drawings and whatnot... who knows).

I will not Watch for a Watch. That is disgusting. I watch people because I enjoy their art, their stances, and them in general. Do not Watch me if you only intend to lazily gain popularity. In addition, I will not Fave for a Fave for the same reasons. If I genuinely appreciate your works, I'll fave but I will not do so just because you commented, gave me a badge or llama, or Favorited one of my works. Lastly, if I like your work, I will look at your other works on my own time, not because you tell me to or spam me with it. I don't particularly like two-faced people who suck up and try to get a Watch, more Favorites, or Llama badges out of me to make themselves feel special.

Sol fancies:
Legend of Zelda, Sonic the Hedgehog, Assassin's Creed, Final Fantasy, Okami, Death Note, Teen Wolf, Doctor Who, Pokemon, Naruto, Your Lie in April, Spyro the Dragon, NieR: Automata, Far Cry 3, Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice, Devil May Cry, Sims, Asian Dramas (City Hunter, One More Time, Switch Girl, You're Beautiful, W, Oh My Ghost, Just You), Asian Music (BTS mainly), wolves, and cats.

Sol does:
Web development, programming, traditional drawing, fanfiction writing, poetry, personal writing, and cosplay (Zombie Pikachu, Pikachu, Male Sasuke, Punk-style Gaara, RED XIII/Nanaki, Misa Misa).

Sol likes:
Video games, learning Korean, watching Asian dramas, reading, programming, and writing in free time.

Sol over and out!
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Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
The name's Sol.
I dabble in writing, coding, traditional art, and cosplay...
And I am a slave to so many fandoms, it's not even funny!

I speak English, but am learning Korean when I have the spare time.
With programming languages, I can read and code in up to 6 languages so far.
I am a nerdy, soulless swine.
It's a pleasure to meet you!


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CD-DC Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Happy birthday~!!! You don't seem to come on very much anymore, but, that doesn't stop me from still saying it~ >:3
I would draw you something but I'm not sure if you have any characters? *cri* Take this pixel cake, my friend-o~~
Birthday cake  icon Balloons V4 
TheSmileyDinosaur Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the fave on Sensual. :) I'm glad you liked it. 
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galateabellator Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the fave! ^^
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AltheaToasty Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the favourite! (:
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madam--guillotine Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
:happybounce: +fav 
The-Archaeon Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Big :heart: for the :+fav: !!! :D
Zaxiade Featured By Owner Mar 7, 2018  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave ~:star:
Gi1t Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2018
Thank you for the fav! :ninja:
LadyLincoln Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for your recent :+fav:, dearheart. I appreciate the support!

With love,
0rangeleaves Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist

Here’s a petition about the sonic comics is getting replace, since they're have done with the Archie comics series, and the freedom fighters were about to stay tuned, You know am very autistic.…

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