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Happy Father's DayI'll never tell you he was a monster
He was just a man
Who could fault him for that
He was never made to love
And he was never made to live long
Existing as an oppositional force
Pouring white salt on the wounds
And kicking dust in the eyes
Roaming late at night
And twisting in and out of memories
An apparition of a godlike figure
The man behind the curtain
Pulling levers to navigate childhood nightmares
Getting sucked under trains and leaving everything behind
Mothers, daughters, friends
Your absence is relief and pain in one breath
Happy Father's Day
LETTING GOThere's a lot of pain being wrapped up in you
It stings deep and boils inside my chest
I remember you in those moments before sleep
Dreaming there would be better days
And that those days would be full of you
Yours eyes said you dreamed the same
even if your smoky words wouldn't admit it
That closeness we shared, nose to nose
Isn't an everyday sort of thing
I won't say I'm obsessed, distressed
But I will say that I kinda loved you
And so I'll let you go
I WANT TO HELP MY BABYPurple and pink bows hanging on my lymph nodes
I try to blow my nose
And all that comes out are freshly ironed clothes
Hazy daisies singing out the maybe's
Listening to the couch sing hymns about Tracy
Yes I got a fast car
So get us out of here
You said you had a plan, but first you gotta
Deal with your old man.
You're drinking for two
And you've got nothing to lose
Nothing to prove
Shapes of my face show how long I'll live-ia
According to an old lady from Bolivia
Turn me around and take me down town
I'll teach you some more trivia
Just get me some more tea
THE SEAWe can twist in the sea
Salt and foam mixing in our fears
The sun licking off our tears
Just you and me
Sailing for hours forever
Building an empire of awkward glances
Some quiet romances
Or I could find you on the pier
Counting down the years
When you and I first met
In your arms
Warming my bones
This is my home
Memories as precious as a pearl
Your heartbeat the waves crashing
Give me a distance smile
Hand in mine and so many things to say
My brain giving way
I forget, fragments of moments I wanted gone
I'll weave them into a song
And if you put your ear to the shell
You can hear it
The SquidThere was once this giant squid that lived in an old lady's aquarium for four years. He was dead inside because he had dreamed of becoming an actor at the age of 3. He was four then and felt like since he missed his chance, he'd never act again. He'd swim around and cry all day and night and eat snails straight from the garden because he had really long tentacles.
LISTEN TO THIS, after he ate a bunch of the snails, the old lady had had enough of the carnage since she was a vegetarian and only ate grass. She threw the squid out and told him to get a job by Monday or she wouldn't take him back. Well, what was he supposed to do? So he did the only thing a squid can do in a tight pickle. He ate her alive. That is just nature. He ate her whole, too, with no breaks. He had had enough also. The only thing he didn't eat were her shining pearls her grand-nephew had gotten her for her two-hundred and thirty-fourth birthday.
The squid was a monster but he wasn't a monster. Eating some
TREASUREI am golden starlight trapped under the skin
Hovering around the corners of your eyes
Seen the sun shimmering by and by
Twisting around your spine
I love the sound
Tinkling shining flying
Whispers and laughter
Dusting the outsides
And sinking into
Deeper and darker
With visions of treasures
Hidden and curling like smoke
ZIONHeading toward Zion I saw a man
Scraggly and old
An apparition of strength
A ghost of his youth
He called me over to the side of the road
His breath smelled like honey and mold
Toothless grin, he said he had a cure
For dust covered lungs and fissured skulls
For hopeless dreams and hearts caked in doubt
I didn't believe the airy way he talked
Every word a whisper, and every syllable dark
But I listened because I was headed toward Zion
Toward home and toward promise
He gave me three wishes trapped in three goats
I had to lead them to pasture he said
So that they would grow
I took the task gladly, seeing as I was a shepherd
For his own flock
He was tired then and died then
I covered him in silk and put stones on his eyes
So that in case he did rise
He wouldn't see he wasn't there
I led the goats behind me
On back toward Zion
They could pasture there
And give me my three wishes
When they were ready of course
These things take time
ODE TO BREADMy dearest bread
Thou art my life
Without thee a tear I shed
And I surely live in strife
Thou art the wind beneath mine wings
Thou art the reason the caged bird sings
Soft edges and brown crust
For thee is truly whom I lust
And wouldst the holy firmament crack
If it was thee I did lack?
It is thee that keeps me whole
It is thee that I lay in my boot!
Bread! Thou art sweetest in a roll!
My love for thee, finest bread
Will stay with me until I am dead
Detective Le Cactus: IIDetective Le Cactus: II
There was an eerie feeling to the abandoned factory as Le Cactus pulled up in the cruiser, followed by the Grape squad in their wagon that was being pulled by Spinach.
Le Cactus looked over his sunglasses at the place, taking in the tulip-py aroma. "Let's do this " he whispered to no one in particular unless there was a ghost in the car and then it was to the ghost but since ghosts are usually invisible I'll say to no one in particular.
With the cruiser parked, Le Cactus slowly made his way toward the factory, followed by the Grape squad with weapons drawn as well. Spinach stayed by the cruiser in case back up was needed he could call for help on his plant cellphone.
Scanning the area, there was nothing seen but instead heard. Le Cactus heard a cruel laugh erupt from inside. Motioning for the Grape squad to hold position, Le Cactus crept closer, pressing himself against the wall by the opening.
"That dumb broad! Haha! The look on her face was pr
Snow Day! (Avengers+Bucky X Child Reader)one-shotYou watched as the snow fell and waited patiently for the weather report to tell you that school was going to be cancelled. It had snowed all day yesterday and all throughout the night, it had to be cancelled!
The weatherman popped up on the screen and you wiggled closer, biting your nails in anticipation.
"Come on, come on." You whispered under your breath.
"-More snow will be expected early this morning and a possible blizzard later this afternoon. If you go out, please be sure to wear your warmest clothing as it will reach ten below. All schools throughout the area are cancelled-"
"Yes!" You exclaimed joyously as you jumped up and down on the couch.
Steve walked into the room and put his hands on his hips. "(name), why aren't you getting ready for school?"
"School's cancelled!" You told him.
"Really? Jarvis, is she right?" He asked.
"She certainly is, sir." The A.I. replied.
"Snow day!" You shouted at the top of your lungs. Steve winced.
"What's going on out here?" Natasha asked as
Good Game (Tom HiddlestonXReader)
You stared at the TV with your mouth agape and dropped to your knees at the results. Tom stared at you from his place on the couch and remained silent to let you grieve. Letting the final results sink into your mind you frowned and leant back slightly not taking your eyes off the screen.
"How?" You asked more to yourself than to Tom.
"These things happen love" Tom replied gently.
"But......It's Argentina" You said defeated.
"I know but even the best teams lose at some point" Tom nodded as you got up and sat back beside him on the couch.
"Still..." You shrugged. Tom sent you a sympathetic smile and pulled you into a one arm hug making you smile slightly cause Hiddle hugs were the best hugs (Yes you just read that).
"How about we head down to the park and play a 1 on 1 game? England vs Argentina" Tom suggested after a few seconds.
"Really?" You asked perking up at the idea of playing football.
"Yeah" He nodded sending you a smile. After getting changed into something more com
The Missed Opportunity
It was a bright and sunny day. The sun was shining. The birds were singing.
And our beloved Heroes were bound by an effeminate general of the Red Ribbon Army.
By his magically Psychic binding ropes that left Goku and the gang hopping and dropping
upon the floor as the illustrious General Blue sought out the Dragonballs.
What follows is an attempt at correcting a grievous error in judgement from the Gay man with a distinct fear of Jerry like mice.
The sounds of destruction rought throughout the otherwise peaceful small island dwelling known as Kame House. Inside the figures out of heroes Goku, Bulma, Krillin, Master Roshi and the rest. Sat bound by the infused Ki of the pretty boy of the Red Ribbon General Blue.
In search of the Dragonballs he sought after following their heroing escape from the pirate cave.
"Where are those Dragonballs!?" Blue Shouted for what seemed to be
The lonely life of metal and wood. Doing so much bad but desiring good.
A poor little puppet with strings tangle in knots. Left behind in the rain to warp and rot.
A lonely house full toys. Yet lacking it did good girls and boys.
So they play they must some other way. Good toys gone bad play with you today..
With two of the dark masters defeated. The wayward Digidestined wandered the woods
In search of both their lost friends and of the remaining masters who had twisted the once beautiful world into a spire of chaos and death. Unfortunately for them.
They happened upon the lair of the maniacal master of marionetted mayhem known simply as Puppetmon. And oh did he have games to play.
"Are you sure it's this way little buddy?" Tai called out from up a tree as he tried to spy Puppetmon's house
40 rules and tips about Enna~~ written by Eyeless Jack ~~
1. Enna is always ready to help. And is often useful. Though sometimes letting her help isn't really smart...
2. Stubbornness reigns in her. And sometimes it's really hard to convince her into something... Okay that was a fat lie, it's always hard to convince her into something. Defiance is simply in her blood.
3. Don't give her cocaine! She'll devastate your house to the ground. In that case it's the best to have sedation supplies with you all the time.
4. Or you can just simply play her some opera. The effect is instantaneous, almost better than sedatives.
5. Don't touch her hat.
6. I'm serious!
7. I said don't touch that hat!
8. *sigh* Why did you touch that hat?
9. Now that you touched the hat, run.
10. Don't go near her while she's experimenting with test tubes. Dangerous for life! Also it helps if you don't ha
Blueberry Bubble MuttMammoth Mutt always loved inflation and she has powers to prove her point.
Mammoth Mutt found herself in an abandoned yet respected Willy Wonka Factory.
Mammoth Mutt: I wonder what is really going on here?
She went inside and she just went through the gate.
Mammoth Mutt: This must be a candy factory.
She went through the chocolate river.
Mammoth Mutt: I wish I could go for a swim.
She went into the gum room, where this is a piece of gum.
Mammoth Mutt: Gum!
Mammoth Mutt took the gum in her mouth and started to chew it.
Mammoth Mutt: It's tastes familiar.
She swallowed the gum with no regrets and at first thing were normal for her, but then her entirely body turned blue.
Mammoth Mutt: I'm turning blue!
Suddenly, her blue body started to bulge with something that's a liquid.
Mammoth Mutt: I'm turning into a blueberry!
Mammoth Mutt is expanding up to 5 feet and still growing.
Mammoth Mutt: This is actually pretty great!
Mammoth Mutt had finished expanding at 10 feet as a blueberry dog.
Once Upon a Time on FB 3
Regina Mills - Mary Margaret Blanchard
Sidney Glass likes this
Emma Swan: Go away Regina no one wants you here
Regina Mills: So?
Emma Swan: Bitch
Regina Mills: Whore
Emma Swan: Bigger whore
Regina Mills: Assbutt
Emma Swan: Not even a word dumbass
(Y/n) Swan: Go away Regina you Jefferson Starship
Jefferson: Why would you call me a starship?
(Y/n) Swan: No not you Jefferson I was quoting a tv show
Jefferson: Oh ok
Emma Swan: I ship it
Jefferson: So do I
Dr Whale: If we're talking ship references (Y/n) and Jefferson are the Titanic and I'm the motherfucking Ice-burg
Jefferson: Harsh much?
Dr Whale: No
Mary Margaret Blanchard: Can you not do this on my wall?
(Y/n) Swan: We could but we're already here so why bother moving to another wall?
Jefferson: Nicely said (Y/n)
Dr Whale: Gtfo Jefferson
Jefferson: Make me
Jefferson has been banned for 24 hours due to inappropriate behaviour
Dr Whale, Sidney Glass, Regina Mills and Mr Gold like this
Emma Swan: Doc
Diamonds are Forever, Snacks are for the Present“Urgh…”
Diamond Tiara groaned to herself as she stood in her luxuriously spaced bathroom, staring into the mirror while standing on the scales. The purple haired girl was frowning at her reflection as it grumped back at her; her incredibly doughy body did not look too appealing to her. Her belly was like a deflated beachball, oozing over her panties and resting itself against her thighs, the top portion of it gently squished against her watermelon sized breasts, straining her lacy black bra something fierce. A gratuitously sized backside flowed out behind her, each cheek easily bigger than her own head! And the feature she actually enjoyed the most, her lusciously thunderous thighs, each one a puffy, silky soft pillar of wobbly fat below her Hartman Hips.
“Well, if there’s one good thing outta all this…” she mused, giving one of her meaty thighs a slap and sending a cascade of jiggling across its surface.
Sighing, the plump spoilt princess look
Dear Adventurer or To Skyrim with LoveDear Adventurer,
If you are reading this then that means you are alive unless you are a ghost and I assume that you are not unlike me in the ways of adventuring and taking spoils for yourself. You have come upon me at a most indecent time. For I am dead, or I believe I am by the time anyone reaches me. If you can save me, though, that would be most helpful to me. There is a lot of blood.
Anyhow, I am writing this to warn you of the trials ahead in this horrible dungeon. I understand that there is something of great value at the end but the path there will not be an easy one. For I know this myself as I tried to reach the end myself but then decided against it and tried to turn back.
That was my undoing or is my undoing. I'm not dead yet. Or am I? Well, if I am indecent when you arrive, will you at least make me presentable? I don't mean touch up my war paint or anything but you could wipe my mouth of any blood or vomit? I would greatly appreciate such a notion of camaraderie.
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