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ObsessedClick. Click. Click "Am I not the most beautiful girl in the world or what?" Puckering her lips once more Laurel took another picture in the bathroom mirror. "Damn right I am!" Laurel fluffed her long dark brown hair and twirled a few of her new pink highlights. "God, I can't believe how well these turned out."Obsessed by SarcasticCupcake5
She glanced through her new photos looking for the perfect fifteen to submit to her all pages. I can never decide which ones I look best in! I always look fabulous! She pushed her ruffled tank top down further and took a few more pictures. "Perfect!"
Flipping over to her social media pages she composed a new post.
Hey guys! New pics 4 ya! I'm sooooo hot, don't you agree? If I get 15k likes in the next two hours I'll do a bikini shoot! If y'all can get me 25k! I'll be a little more revealing! Giggles and kisses, ~L
She sat her blue iPhone down on her matching plush comforter and went over to her closet. "They're totally gonna give me twenty-five thousa
The Killer Elf (Holiday Horror Story)I was cold as I walked up the driveway to my house. Snow stuck in my hair as I reached the front door. Working on Christmas Eve had almost pushed me too far, I had come this close to quitting. My boss was a total dick for making me "volunteer" to work tonight, but thank god I hadn't had any plans. Eventually he had let me leave though, but only because his wife kept calling him and he had to go home too. I glanced at my watch in the moonlight. Correction. Its Christmas day. 12:17 a.m. I thought glumly.The Killer Elf (Holiday Horror Story) by SarcasticCupcake5
I approached the door and searched my pockets for the key "Dammit." It was so fucking cold out there, I just wanted to get inside and curl up under some blankets.
I kicked the door and the key fell out of my jacket pocket. Triumphantly, I unlocked the door and stepped inside. As I turned around to slide the chain across and lock the door I felt a hand snake up my back. I jumped up, scared as hell, then spun to face the person who the hand belonged to.
"Hi babe." she s
First FlightDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The author owns exclusive rights to this story.First Flight by RogueMudblood
Stars surrounded Penelope. Her peripheral vision seemed to be incredibly impaired, white entering the edge of her sight. Even feeling the bulk of the pack against her back, she certainly was not hampered by its weight. Looking down, she grinned as she remembered the controls at her hands. A slight twitch of the stick under her left palm and she was rotating slowly to the right. Her mouth fell open in surprise, taking in gulps of air that tasted somewhat musty and stale.
The speaker in her suit buzzed and crackled, but otherwise no sound came through. She could only assume that there was interference from the equipment she came to repair. The poofy white arm of her space suit obscured her vision slightly, and she moved to view the massive machines from a better angle. Despite the two satellites orbiting clos
The CollectorKirsten awoke and found herself staring at a filthy wood ceiling. The midday sun blinded her from outside the window. She tried to move her head away from the light but cried out from pain and was forced to stop. She saw she was laying on a hard, wooden bench in the corner of a workshop. The girl sat up and cried out again. Where am I? What's happened? Where's Shelby? Crying both from fierce pain and confusion, Kirsten stumbled across the room trying to hold onto the many wooden tables. Staggering, she ended up tripping over one of the several toolboxes and falling onto the dusty floorboards. "Owwwww!" She sobbed.The Collector by SarcasticCupcake5
The door creaked open. Its rusty hinges threatening to snap, the door banged into the teenager on the floor. "Awww. My Kirsten has woken up." He tilted her head so she was staring into his grey eyes. "Are you hurt? Like some water, hun?" The man said as his false kindness tricked the dull girl.
She nodded. "This is some sort of mistake, right?" the girl ask
AfraidShe was sitting in the car, knowing she'd have to get out eventually. God there are a lot of people here. She watched a family walk in, and frowned. Carefully the girl studied the other patrons. An elderly couple in the corner booth, a family of six arguing in the back table, an employee taking a break in the adjacent corner, the people who work behind the counter, a larger man who may be ready to leave. Not too bad. Oh. She spotted a problem. The family who came in a few moments ago. The three teenagers with the family in line are the most concerning. A direct comparison. God. I wish I'd stayed home.Afraid by SarcasticCupcake5
She nervously studied her clothes. Her blue Aéropostale jacket barely kept the cold out. Why must the teenage population in general neglect wearing proper winter attire? She thought as she glanced at the three teens now waiting at a table. The girl had wanted to wear her winter coat, but it was very bright. Bright clothing wasn't going to help her bl
When Mind roams with SeagullsShe pulled her coat tightWhen Mind roams with Seagulls by ForestoFairies
when the wind gently blew:
a sort of hug, on the beach,
in Wintertime, at dusk.
Therefore she missed
someone she never knew:
too much love to prevent
the blue sky to cry its stars.
the Game of the Moon (a Poem in Prose)Before the candle dies, consumed by the fire you lighted, turn off with your breath the only sun of this room.the Game of the Moon (a Poem in Prose) by ForestoFairies
Hence stand only a few seconds, to give me, in the darkness, the primeval fear that you disappeared, as if you were a shadow.
Then dance, designing in the air with arms and hands the magic you know.
Life you will be , astonishing and tender, after the death of thinking that you were not.
Confused I'll be again, while your scent invades the air with the same essence of rose as the wax: I will falter, all in all your could be but a dream.
Only when I'll reach out in search of the borders of your silhouette, seduced and scared... avoid my hands and kiss me.
I will suck your lips; I will taste your humid flesh; I will cry a tear and everything, suddenly, will make sense.
Blossom - Soft GxG 1-shot with my Blossom and I The brunette could see everything brilliantly, as if not a thought, but sitting right in front of her. Daydream, you may label it.Blossom - Soft GxG 1-shot with my Blossom and I by N3ZUM1ISTAK3N
Black raven hair, straightened and sitting so complimented to the orange glow of the sun, and a straw hat covered on one side with flowers of varying colors. Her body was suited in a sleeveless summer dress that extended down to her plain sandals. They were mismatched to her dress, but in their own peculiar way, they were perfectly matched.
Underneath the hat, she had two braids from either side of her head that had been tied in the back and flowed downward in alignment to her spine. The hat was stuffed over a crown made of pale pink flowers sloppily but lovingly weaved together, and I called her "My Queen".
The Blossom and I spread open a floral quilt that no longer served the purpose of a blanket worth slumbering under into a patch of grass
Dark Times: The start part 1Dark Times: The start part 1 by BraveMoonGirl
The start: part 1
Everyone are talking about this. Most of us are hiding in the darkness, locked deep underground. It's like a shelter and we get food here, blankets but it's so lonely. Most of us lost our families. People started not trusting each others. They are just afraid to see the light, covered in their blankets and hoping that the situation will be better.
But I'm different. I lost my hope long time ago, I am with my little sister, she's is 14 and I am 20. She's sleeping in my arms, I covered her with my own blanket to keep her warm. It's so dark and cold But I have to hold on and do anything to help her survive.
Since I can't go outside, where people are attacking each other for no reason. Or there Is a reason, let me just refresh my memory and take you back to a day where it all started.
Early morning, I woke up, turned on TV. There was nothing special and I kept switching channels till one report caught my eye. There it was again. A strange thing caused people to
Ch. 1: All for CamillaCh. 1: All for Camilla by RierieMaree
She was tall and thin with a new haircut and vintage heels. Mouths gaped open at the girl who was once a front-seat nerd, now an explicit music video that required you to sign in to watch. I was the first to break my concentration when my short lived breath made me cough through my chapped lips. Her narrowed eyes scanned the crowd of 30 biology students until a satisfying bench was chosen. And could you guess where that seat was?
The opposite side of the room from where we once sat together. It was only me now. Straight A-d, messy-haired, grunge Bodil Rothach. Could my name and my band-Tee push me away from all these stereotypical cliques anymore than it already has since man-appealing Camilla suddenly left our friendship of 7 years? Her promiscuous red lips opened up in a smile to reveal new straightened white teeth as her new friends cracked a joke and tilted their heads towards me. Those teeth were blackening because of unhealthy amounts of drug-use last time she smiled and waved go
Intro For Max Grey MysteryI've never understood people. People are hypocrites by nature, not to mention liars, cheaters, and murders. Luckily for me those are the ones I deal with.Intro For Max Grey Mystery by SarcasticCupcake5
My name is Max Grey. I refuse to let anyone call me Maxine, especially Ricky. Ricky Ballen is my best friend and he always has been. He's annoyingly smart and very smug. He's also very observant which means he's always pointing out my problems for me as if I can't figure it anything out for myself. He's a constant pain in the ass but he's my best friend and against my better judgement, I love him.
Ricky is the stereotypical genius sometimes. He's a natural smarty pants, and a talented hacker, and of course he knows and flaunts this. I prefer to keep my talents hidden to surprise people later. And unlike Ricky I want to be liked by almost everyone and constantly correcting people certainly is not the way to achieve that. I keep telling him to be an analyst for the F.B.I. or at least work with me at the station. He instead chooses to l
War of Chaos Chapter IIIIIIWar of Chaos Chapter III by Agent36496
With the use of the dark energy that the black dragon generated, the night was black as it was meant to be. He actually caused rain clouds for the night. He had spent much of his day eating. He felt close to the sorcerers now, and wanted to know that he could trust them perfectly. That was why, by the time the sky went completely dark, Ares showed what he was up to. Before the dragon, who sat with his paws folded, lay a pair of daggers. The sorcerers approached, sharing a curious expression. Even though Ares had told of his feelings, he was still unpredictable to them.
He abruptly asked, “What know you about a blood oath?”
Kamadai replied as he and his former apprentice approached, “I am familiar with it, but it is not a tradition among my clan.”
“But it is tradition among my clan and those of a couple others. This makes a good point.”
“So, that is what this is about?” Kuro spoke. “You want us to draw blood, but for what?”
Imagine....Imagine.... by growinluvhandles
Imagine . . . a world where we could all be this fat and happy! Where everyone could be satisfied and comfortable just letting it all hang out. All our love and all our creativity would be fostered and would bloom.
No one would have any desire to fight or be better than anyone else. A place full of curiosity and wonder. Where we wouldn't have anything to worry about, no prejudice, no hunger, no unmet need or desire.
I picture a heaven on earth. A place where we could all be comfortable enough with who we are that we wouldn't let anyone put us down. Where no one would want to put us down. A place where we could enjoy life to the fullest!
Can you believe what a joyous place this would be? World peace would be here, and we could all just sit around, eating, cooking, writing poetry, singing, painting, dancing . . .
And we could spend our days enjoying being with each other -- enjoying each others' inner and outer beauty and all the wonders of this earth....
Poisoning Ivy - Chapter FourWhen I opened my eyes, sharp flashes of colour flooded through them. I was curled up in a pair of cold stone arms, flying through the night sky at an unbelievable speed. I noticed that there was a lot of pain throughout my body - my wrists and legs especially. I attempted to wiggle myself free, but my whole body had gone numb. Paralyzed. I clutched my eyes tightly, frightened to see the pain as well as feel it. I felt as though my body was being repeatedly stabbed by hundreds of sharp, pointed objects. I gritted my teeth at the pain; I couldn't bare the agony. A gust of cold air rushed down my wind pipe and I was suddenly very aware of the strange burning sensation coursing through the center of my chest. I wanted to scream, as if somehow that would take the pain away, but I couldn't, my voice was completely broken. As was I.Poisoning Ivy - Chapter Four by CharIie
I continued to fly through the air in this stranger's arms, clutched tightly to their chest. It was like being in a very tight, very bone crushing straight jacket
OutcastHis memories now rested in the far distant hills where the sun sank slowly. There were times when he needed stillness and peace. And to let his mind relinquish all to the power source, that appeared to hang so tantalizingly close. It was a secret place, that also held his hopes for the future - but of late these had been swamped, struggling to rise above the murk and mud, constantly suffocating every thought that struggled to breathe in the light.Outcast by shelleypalmer
Men shunned him, hid from him, chased him and tried to kill him. Oh, he had tried so many times to communicate but there was no level they could communicate on.
His language was that of the Ancients and the Wise, of Gods and Goddesses, of Tongues and Elvic. And his experiences spoke from the fiery heat of volcanoes, from skies streaked with lightning. From forests tall, dark and burnt with age and accident and from deep rivers that quenched those fires and now carried their own forests. From the magma beneath the earth, ever flow
ElvesElvesElves by Trisaw1
Naming swords after great acts, great deeds,
Smiths and craftspeople produced the finest quality,
Warriors, princesses, princes, angels, artists
…above dwarves, above Hobbits, above Man…
skilled, fair, noble, wise beings,
watchers of the land.
Older than most beings that pass through
the Great Lands of Middle Earth.
Silent in their ways, powerful with their gaze,
Masters of medicine, languages, signs and stars,
Supreme magic workers by far,
And those who encounter them will know
These are immortal beings, guardians of thousands of living souls.
I have 'finally' died.I have 'finally' died. by AlterationAgo
All seeing eye by Setsugen
☆ I have 'finally' died.
A beautiful experience, in every possible way.
Stopped to a hault, it finally arrived; the day has come - "I have 'finally' died".
I hesitantly follow death, dragging my feet - but I had a good run, when looking back at my incredible feats - the amount of times I slipped 'death' - it was 'inevitable' the 'day' he came back for me I guess.
I admit, when looking back on what I thought was 'death', I created elaberations from what I seen - I sorely underrated him .... for in all actuality, he is an 'amazing' being!
We talked of unimaginable 'philosophical' things - the whole way walking to my end.
Don't tell 'him' this, for it would probably go to his head - but I think he is a genius - all conve
Your perception. ( Time to Awaken and see )Shrewd you were beyond my understanding,Your perception. ( Time to Awaken and see ) by LumenArtist
as I was yet to know of your existence
and was yet fathom your iridescence,
your various forms were relatively unknown
possessing a radiance
extending beyond the existence we dwelled upon,
extending beyond that which we willed to reach
and what we set our eyes upon.
Containing brush strokes and inking tips
sinking ships submerged would extend further
than the valleys curvature would tip,
I recited urns at titan peaks
reaching to the heavens
and words yet spoken I would speak,
reciting your glory to whiten my frame,
claiming clairvoyance you extended
restoring stories of those stained
in the name of false gods,
all those mislead
would come to humble your greatness,
breath taken by your will to overcome great odds.
Set forth to save man
your voice was like an ethereal piercing the soul,
vibrancy, as you would hold mother earth in her infancy,
separate beings of the same part became equilateral
rotating the world shouldering birt
Run Girl Part 1: An average day, I guessThe full moon glistened upon the darkness of the mountains. Not a burst wave of wind blowing through the night autumn sky. A perfect night to go star gazing with loved ones. A perfect night to take your best gal on the trip of her life. Instead I sit here on the mountains, alone, wasting my breath. The only warmth provided for I is the cigarette I have lit to calm my nerves. Not everyday your best friend goes missing, and suddenly you're the main suspect.Run Girl Part 1: An average day, I guess by LGROSARIO
Just an average day, like any other, until your mother screams that the police are at the door. Knowing my past records with the law, I took her cries as warning and fled out the back door. My heart nearly jumping out of my chest, sprinting like the mad man I was. The thick wind struck my face, my breathing becoming nearly impossible as i found I couldn't stop. Fear had taken over my body and all common sense. Running was my only option. Running was my only escape. Running was my only way to safety. But that was four hours ago.
No Light, No Hope Part I"I can feel my soul being pulled back into the darkness, and I don't know whether to just accept it. I close my eyes and allow myself to fall backwards into the darkness. My heart screams at me, telling me there is no reason to go back to the dark. But it is not true. There is no more light, nothing to give me hope. I am to forever be alone. That is what the world wants. I don't belong in this world, this life. I don't have anything to look forward to. Good bye to all, my soul and heart are broken and no more. I am now a hollow shell of nothing. This was meant to be. There is no light, there is no hope."No Light, No Hope Part I by LGROSARIO
Bleeding wounds - Chapter 16Garreth’s POVBleeding wounds - Chapter 16 by PhycoToad
I was angry…very angry. I walked forwards slouched over slightly with my hands in my pockets, glowering silently. I’ve seen some of the worst things the world has to offer, heck, I’ve been there trying to fix them! Every god I’ve met so far has either been an idiot or in desperate need of a smack across the face, then being jumped up and down on while being yelled at to stop being so bloody stupid. There are innocent people getting slaughtered out there and in the same world, there’s a goddess with a small army of prowess hunters at her disposal who talks about honour, pride and respect. Is she out there trying to stop all this injustice? No! She’s too concerned about who’s walking about in her woods and spends the rest of her time turning innocent folk into animals. But what got to me, what REALLY got to me was the way she talked about it. She didn’t care about what she’d done, she felt no moral back-lash whatso
Thunderball -CHAP.01--XMEN- Bored. Peter Maximoff was so bored. This was something that was happening more and more often lately and it was really starting to become a problem. Even super speed failed to keep him entertained nowadays. What good was it when you had nowhere to run to?Thunderball -CHAP.01--XMEN- by punkette180
Even stealing held little interest to him now. He'd built a hobby out of using his gift to thieve sweets and videos games from houses and local stores - he could be in and out of a building before anyone had realised the door had even opened. But it just wasn't the same anymore. He had a taste for much bigger things now and robbing supermarkets just wasn't going to cut it any longer. What he needed was another Pentagon.
That day from two years ago was still burned deep into his memory. Breaking into the Pentagon's high security prison to help free a known murderer had been more than exhilarating - it had been his greatest achievement. Some days he felt like going to break in again just to prove that he coul
Sherlock Holmes X Reader: Revenge (1) Sherlock X Reader: Revenge- Chapter 1Sherlock Holmes X Reader: Revenge (1) by FollowingTheCreed
Your life hadn’t been an easy one and you often wondered how different things would have been if it had been easy. You were raised by a family whose profession was performing; performing in a circus if you wanted to be specific. From a very young age you were used to being in front of crowds. You were extremely flexible and agile but also cunning. You grew up and things got a little more complicated. Your parents owed money to a man and their inability to pay him back in time caused their deaths. Tragic deaths that you would give anything to forget.
You grew up being raised by a women who wasn’t necessarily the best person to raise a child but she was there for you when you most needed it. You excelled in school and everything else that you put your mind to. You graduated from high school with honors but that didn’t stop you from falling into very bad things that would cause the FBI to look for yo
The Ship Of No ReturnThe Ship Of No ReturnThe Ship Of No Return by DraganTheMighty
On The Ship Of No Return,
On The Treasure's Fever
All We Shall Burn
Thought I'm left the one
to live and tell the tale,
But human wisdom
is condemned to fail.
On The Ship Of No Return,
On The Treasure's Fever
All We Shall Burn
We dare to cross
The Sea Of UnSin,
Lurks the evil
that lives within
Some of us can't stand it,
they just give in,
The others we keep going,
sailing deep in!
Through frost and fog,
an uncharted land,
We dare to step
on NoMan's Sand!
The Treasure On The Mountain
That Never Was,
The Gold Inside The Cave
Of The Demon Loss!!!
Pictures of a future,
it was not to be,
each of us will face,
It's too late to flee!
Back To The Ship
Of No Return,
Of Many Men
Back again to cross
The Sea Of UnSin,
Lurks the evil
that lives within
No one could stand it,
They all give in!
Left Alone I'm Sailing
The Sea Of UnSin!!!
On The Ship Of No Return,
Going HomeLIGHTS UP on LILLY, a little girl who is reading a book while sitting in the waiting room of a Veteran’s Hospital. She’s all alone in the waiting room, amongst the eerily quiet hospital.Going Home by Immer-Frei
LILLY [via recording; spoken to the audience as she reads]
I’ve been here before. This hospital is like a second home for me. Usually my mother is able to wait with me while my father goes away to the examination room for a while… But, today is different. Today was the first time I’ve seen my father cry… He was in so much pain, and was so embarrassed… He fell on his way inside the hospital and couldn’t get up. Ma and I couldn’t get him up either… I ran for help inside the hospital, but no one would help me. They were either too busy to even notice me, or too scared to even help because they were vets with Post Traumatic… They just ran away from me. Thank goodness another patient heading into the hospital was able to help us. But now, I
To Force a TearsheddingTo Force a Tear by Ellen-Souler
drowning eyes until dead
when emotions are doused
notion to cry
unheard of theory
when eyes stutter dry
weak and weary
force a tear force a frown
in the end is too hard now
when elbows scraped
when earth would quake
nightmares kept us up
we would cry
hold our teddy
hold our pillow
hold our mama
hold our daddy
we are big girls and boys now
tears were taken away
and now we harbor desert pain
Sandman visits to soak our tears
while we sleep
when life come to focus
no more kaleidoscope eyes
we all weep inside
I Am Axel (A Poem about discovering my Fursona)***Hello again, many people remember that read my work titled “Much Love”, that at MWFF 2014, I went to a panel where I discovered more about myself.I Am Axel (A Poem about discovering my Fursona) by nursal1060
That same night, mere hours after I got home, I had a dream about “Axel”.
This was the dream I had about myself and discovering Axel, my fursona.
I hope you enjoy.
“I am Axel”
Where am I?
Could it be...sobbing?
Forward I go,
Deeper into the darkness,
Further and further within myself,
Until I come face-to-face
With the source of the sobbing.
Its dimly lit,
But I can see myself.
I am sitting on a wooden chair,
Carved into it are the words I used to think of myself:
Dumb, useless, clumsy, walked-on, clipped, hurt...
My hands over my eyes,
the sobs swell.
That was me.
The me they’ve hurt.
The me they’ve tortured with taunts.
The me they’ve ignored.
saintlywe cry for forgivenesssaintly by wordturner
then willingly forsake
we think that we've given
when all we do is take
we speak about peace
while we make war
we torture each other
to even the score
we reach out for heaven
and hold back our best
hoarding that treasure
to call ourselves blessed
with penalty extreme
pale faults we expose
then paint ourselves righteous
in saintly repose
EnchantedWaltz lost in the dark,Enchanted by ShiningSteel
His skin against satin gloves.
Cloud of her perfume.
A Letter To ThemDear my long lost friends,A Letter To Them by traumatized-wolf
I don't know where you all are but I'm in deep longing to find each and every one of you. Or I'm at least hoping you'll find me someday. Find me and stay by my always empty sides. I've been in deep agony for so long, as well as loneliness as for all the friends I've ever made here were nothing but posers. I find it sad, overly saddening how each face that greeted me with a smile here in the beginning was only to end up leaving me further down the road because that's what they choose to do. We're all humans here on this earth but why must so many of them be nothing but a lie or toxic space? Too many of them leave me confused and misunderstood each time. Is there something wrong with me? I never seem to be enough of anything for anyone. I'm soft spoken so that must mean I'm too quiet for them. I know more about being depressed than having fun so I must've be too boring for them. I spend more time inside than outside so I must've been n
Dance in this Madness called Life.sup, I have a question though. Does anyone know how to set up the donate button for paypal? I've set all the necessary information, but I was just wondering how to actually put it on my profile, or if I even could to begin with. Anyway links to my paypal and patreon are located below. Thanks! and later, i guess.........Dance in this Madness called Life. by GoodGuyRychard
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQLxdH… (hard old school d&d esque rpg?, rng?, yes, please).
Dear soul, why doest thou harbor such hatred towards the world? Doest thou seek satisfaction from causing malicious deeds to thine own kin? What of thine brothers and sisters? What of those who are unfamiliar to thee? Would the
licorice dropscrows gatherlicorice drops by wordturner
on the wicked tree
perch in judgment
parrot for truth
hawk every lie
fill the sky
wings cast shadows
fall like rain
For the Boy Who Reads my PoemsYour auburn hair, it teases me,For the Boy Who Reads my Poems by LordSpottedshadow
With your smirking grin.
Your green eyes peer at me through glasses,
Painting blush upon my skin.
Your warm embrace, that's all it takes,
To gain control over me.
I thought my heart had a tighter lock,
But it seems you have the key.
To hold you, love you, kiss you gently,
Is all that I desire.
And to hear your witty words,
You're the genius I've always admired.
You know I can't stay mad at you,
Why must you take advantage of this?
I'm in love, I know that's true,
But perhaps these feelings I should dismiss.
Yet do you love me, I still ponder?
Has someone else caught your eye?
Perhaps your heart has begun to wander,
Perhaps this attraction has already died.
Or maybe these feelings never existed,
Are my emotions simply your toy?
Because I still love you, It's hard to resist you,
But perhaps my love is too much to enjoy?
Yes, I know I may be clingy,
But how could I resist someone so sweet?
I may love you more than you love yourself,
Despite your overwhelmin
My FallThe cool autumn breezeMy Fall by The-Most-Unclean
Brings back your fading memories.
The falling dried leaves
With innocent hearts breaking
The humble sun fades away
Clouds unsettled, but stay
They lend a few funereal tears
Our world cries in dismay.
But nothing lasts forever
Not the time
To Kill the Human RaceRed hair and aTo Kill the Human Race by RierieMaree
She must be here
To save the human race.
But not around
What men call tits.
And the men
Are full of thirst.
She is incapable
Of pulling back.
While the men
Red hair and a
She must have tried
To save the human race.
I Promise, You're Not BrokenDon't cry,I Promise, You're Not Broken by Asterlia
You're not alone,
not the only one,
You're just a little lost,
a bird who flies to the wrong tree and forgets
it has wings to choose another
So you wait there,
numb from the cold
holding onto the chill of the air
because it's the only thing you know
And you're too scared
to let go
of the branch
but that's okay
Because you have legs,
You can stand up
take a step,
prove to them that they're wrong,
that you're not weak,
you're not worthless
you can fight this,
you can win
You have two hands,
But the numbers don't matter
Because you're still you
even if they change
Subtract a limb, a smile,
the ability to move
Take it all away
And you're still not broken
You're not a glass bottle that shatters
when dropped on concrete
You can brush the blood
and the tears
from your stained clothes and
move on from whatever it was that
caused the lights to disappear from your eyes
and the clock to stop ticking
I promise, you're
Keep CalmKeep Calm by Silencedbook9
Keep Calm and carry on--
Even when sirens pierce the sky.
Keep calm and carry on--
Even when the bombs fall form the sky.
Keep calm and carry on--
Even in the dark.
Keep calm and carry on--
Even when your house is rubble.
Keep calm and carry--
Even when you kiss
Your children goodbye.
If we don't keep calm
And carry on,
They will win
And all freedom is destroyed.
Keep calm and carry on.
Turn the Other CheckIgnore the insultsTurn the Other Check by Silencedbook9
Someone makes at you
But do politely correct them.
But never turn the other cheek
When you know someone's being
Or worse for
No logical reason.
I'm Not Turing JapaneseI'll admit it!I'm Not Turing Japanese by Silencedbook9
O love anime, manga,
And J-pop (mostly Vocaloids).
I spent my weekends
And Friday nights
Either youtube or my MP3,
The first song I'll listen
Is a J-pop song.
When I go to college,
I want to learn
The Japanese language
And other Asian cultures.
To my friends,
I'm an otaku. . .
But never say that I'm
Like that mildly catchy song.
I'm not turning Japanese!
I'm not turning Japanese!
Please don't compare me to the
Those people who want to be Japanese!
Though I may not look like it,
I'm proud of being Mexican
Through my mum's side
(A side I didn't embrace)
And being a mixing pot Canadian
Through my dad's side.
Scientifically, a person
Cannot change their race
or their nationality,
But I see only the human race
Living on the planet Earth!
All countries and nations
Did horrible tragedies--
No one can fake it!
We're all messed up!
I'm turning Japanese!
DisgruntledMy being is burdened with foul feelings.Disgruntled by ArtsyAmbassadorArt
Sulky, peevish, and tired;
These are not my normal natures
In display right here and now.
Restless nights and afternoon slumps
Weigh down my days, cast content aside.
This came out of thin air,
To what length will this linger?
While in the midst of writing
I’d fall asleep in the chair,
And in the heat of a game zoning out in a snap.
My temperance is testy;
One remark can light the last spark.
Overreaction soon follows,
Driving others away and my sanity out.
Usual pleasures fail to suffice
As distractions or relief
From my dreary demeanor.
Tough and unyielding,
The sour senses I am bearing
Continue refusing relinquishment.
Whilst feeling disgruntled,
Few activities can accelerate
The remedying of this emotional ailment.
Satisfying the sleepiness,
Appealing to my appetite,
And combating the crashes
At least soften its severity enough
So I can tough out today.
My PietaEyes so serene as your body relaxed,My Pieta by mrgreendots
your passing never passed until
a gravestone was all I had.
An edged slab of marble unwelcoming, cold,
won't compare to the lingering life
so close to behold.
I miss how I missed you
when I missed you the most,
as love's just crux howls
only when losing its host.
Thus through such virtue
I could lastly accept mine,
enough so to nurture,
and cry for my Pieta
one last time.
Watery Coffin It was an awful storm. The agitated ocean sent its dark and foamy waves crashing loudly on the beaches and slamming against the cliffs. Powerful lightning and repetitive thunder seemed to be breaking the sky into pieces. The waves sent the water spraying to an incredible height.Watery Coffin by necropoetus
I was freezing.
'Zaid!' I kept screaming his name. My throat hurt making my voice sound raw. 'Zaid!'
The raindrops were big and fell, like speeding bullets, out of the murky sky. They felt like a suffocating curtain of water.
We decided to make our way to England after we finished dealing with unpleasant family business in Germany. Family relations were never really my forte. We were to retrieve some documents from an acquaintance that was coincidently unaware of their content or value. A Spanish fellow kindly offered to take us to Gwithian, a small coastal village in west Cornwall, in exchange for a small fee. However, his short temper proved itself a handful. We stopped
TeaseI stood on the right side of the escalator. It reeked of a combination of sweat and cheap perfume. I was supposed to be in a hurry to catch the bus so I wouldn't have to walk. People were rushing passed me. Some were on the phone arguing over issues happening at work, others were having a hard time carrying their huge bags and groceries while yelling at their kids to stop crying. I stared at my feet while music was blasting through my headphones.Tease by necropoetus
As I got out of the metro station, I noticed it was already quite dark. I checked the time and sighed. The wind scattered the dried leaves on the sidewalk, making them drift and disappear into the dark sky. I was browsing through my playlist, as one of my headphones fell out of my ear.
"Good evening," said a voice. I lifted my head and stopped, taken by surprise by the coincidence. The first thing I noticed was that half of her head was shaved, the second thing I noticed was that she was handing out little cards. I grabbed o
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