Granola in the morning,
Sandwich around noon,
Leftovers for dinner,
In between losing,
My tan,
Newly gained,
Sitting and wasting,
Away the time,
Writing and talking,
Soundlessly,
Without the sun,
I am a ghost.
Cloudless darkness,
Fills the sky,
The stars,
Naught but a fleeting memory,
Yet with no melancholy,
Do I observe this sight,
For in a few brief instants,
Gone shall it be,
With the rest of,
My dreaming memory.
From a Forest to a Plain (To a Love) by SirAlianora, literature
Literature
From a Forest to a Plain (To a Love)
I like the safety of my bejeweled forest,
Much better,
Than the overgrown flats of the marshes,
Drenched in muddy liquids,
Or the icy white slopes of the tundra,
Where you can almost lose the ground to the sky,
But what entices me more,
Past my boundaries,
Is the open barrenness,
Secretly full of life,
Of the open plains,
And if I am the forest,
Decked out in splendor,
And you are the plains,
Clothed rags and timeless dignity,
Then I must be the prince,
Come to wed the pauper,
For I would move my army of trees,
Onto your wicked stretches,
Only to find our paces reversed,
I standing,
Where once you were,
Alas, that our story would end there!
The whispering wind bent,
To brush blushing breadcrumbs,
Who sat bashfully,
Upon the forest floor so,
Scattered with arrayed,
Rays of light and,
Swaths of shadows,
And those breadcrumbs,
Waited shyly,
To be seen,
To be noticed,
But by the time their owners,
Had returned,
From their own adventures,
Carried high aloft,
On jeweled wings had,
Those breadcrumbs been,
So that they,
And their owners who threw,
Them down so lazily,
And without respect,
Were lost,
In a myriad world,
Too full of shifting shapes,
And beams of light,
Etched in deception,
So that when one wanders,
They become further,
Lost and entangled,
No matter on earth,
Or in sky,
The
I want to be near you,
Always,
All the time,
Every day,
You are my lifeline,
When my world explodes,
Just knowing you’re out there,
Helps me through it~
And I’m glad that you know now,
That I love you dearly,
But I don’t know if you know,
Just how much~
Well, let me tell you,
It’s wider than the oceans,
It’s vaster than the Milky Way,
I’d go to the stars and back for you,
Bring you a rainbow just to make your day,
Anything for you,
My love~
Granola in the morning,
Sandwich around noon,
Leftovers for dinner,
In between losing,
My tan,
Newly gained,
Sitting and wasting,
Away the time,
Writing and talking,
Soundlessly,
Without the sun,
I am a ghost.
Cloudless darkness,
Fills the sky,
The stars,
Naught but a fleeting memory,
Yet with no melancholy,
Do I observe this sight,
For in a few brief instants,
Gone shall it be,
With the rest of,
My dreaming memory.
From a Forest to a Plain (To a Love) by SirAlianora, literature
Literature
From a Forest to a Plain (To a Love)
I like the safety of my bejeweled forest,
Much better,
Than the overgrown flats of the marshes,
Drenched in muddy liquids,
Or the icy white slopes of the tundra,
Where you can almost lose the ground to the sky,
But what entices me more,
Past my boundaries,
Is the open barrenness,
Secretly full of life,
Of the open plains,
And if I am the forest,
Decked out in splendor,
And you are the plains,
Clothed rags and timeless dignity,
Then I must be the prince,
Come to wed the pauper,
For I would move my army of trees,
Onto your wicked stretches,
Only to find our paces reversed,
I standing,
Where once you were,
Alas, that our story would end there!
The whispering wind bent,
To brush blushing breadcrumbs,
Who sat bashfully,
Upon the forest floor so,
Scattered with arrayed,
Rays of light and,
Swaths of shadows,
And those breadcrumbs,
Waited shyly,
To be seen,
To be noticed,
But by the time their owners,
Had returned,
From their own adventures,
Carried high aloft,
On jeweled wings had,
Those breadcrumbs been,
So that they,
And their owners who threw,
Them down so lazily,
And without respect,
Were lost,
In a myriad world,
Too full of shifting shapes,
And beams of light,
Etched in deception,
So that when one wanders,
They become further,
Lost and entangled,
No matter on earth,
Or in sky,
The
I want to be near you,
Always,
All the time,
Every day,
You are my lifeline,
When my world explodes,
Just knowing you’re out there,
Helps me through it~
And I’m glad that you know now,
That I love you dearly,
But I don’t know if you know,
Just how much~
Well, let me tell you,
It’s wider than the oceans,
It’s vaster than the Milky Way,
I’d go to the stars and back for you,
Bring you a rainbow just to make your day,
Anything for you,
My love~
It's been a while, but I still remember.
I was at my friend's house. I just arrived there, to stay for the night.
As I arrived, I came in, and directly went to the kitchen, where i thought They might be eating.
Though my friend wasn't there, her mother was. She was still cooking (it was late at night, like 10 or 11 pm)
Instead, I went to my friend's room.
She was not there.
I went back to the front door, searching for her, as I saw someone through the door's window.
I looked.
It was a man, on the street.
He was facing me, actually looking at me.
And was begging me, fear in his eyes, for something.
Because the door was closed, I didn'
You're My Princess [Switzerland x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
You're My Princess [Switzerland x Reader]
"Carry me," you demanded.
"Excuse me?" Vash stated as he turned to face you.
"Carry me," you repeated.
"No thank you," he scoffed as he continued to trek.
"Why not!" you whined. "My feet hurt!"
Vash had though it would've been a wonderful idea to trek through a mountain today. Lucky for you it wasn't one from his native country or Switzerland. Instead it was a small inclined slope. Barely even classified as a mountain. About half way up it, you decided to see how long Vash's patience would last.
"You're acting like a spoiled brat," he insulted as he turned to face you.
"I know you are but what am I?" you childishly stammered.
"Now you
My heart is a rib-caged bird,
Not singing a single word.
There is no lyric or rhyme in my soul,
Only the rhythm of provocative cajoles.
So sparks a devilish personality
As I persuade you to punish me,
And after all the heartache and tears,
I tell them you’re the one to fear.
I’m a dissembler, a deceiver, a mockery,
Only trying to survive my self-made poverty,
To my terrible attributes, the avian makes me cling,
And you’re wondering why no one lets a caged bird sing.
I'm an otaku who loves to draw, write, and debate, especially on LGBT topics. I'm also an avid singer, linguist, and rock climber. My favorite anime is Hetalia, and my favorite manga are Prism(Higashiyama Shou) and Wandering Son. I also really enjoy Dragon Ball Z.
I'm currently working on learning Finnish, Spanish and preliminary Russian, a couple of lemons(heck yes, I write lemons! :3), and getting through the end of the school year without figuring out where my Language Arts teacher keeps the Comprehension Questions and burning them.
Favourite Visual Artist
Takako Shimura
Favourite Movies
Howl's Moving Castle, Summer Wars, Mulan Rouge
Favourite TV Shows
Hetalia, Ouran High School Host Club
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Herra Ylppö ja Ihmiset, Kings of Convenience, Vocaloid,
Favourite Books
The Cry of the Icemark, Will of the Empress, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Akata Witch
Dragon's Quest IX, Pokémon Leaf Green, Ruby Red, and Platinum
Favourite Gaming Platform
DS(?)
Tools of the Trade
Bic Mechanical Pencil, Sakura Inking Pens,
Other Interests
Rock Climbing, Singing, Lincoln-Douglas Debate, Geology, Psychology/Therapy(I peer counsel, and I'm always open! ^^), Genetics, the Cello, Tutoring(I do that too! xD), Giraffes
No one laugh at my untechnicalness, but I JUST figured out how to edit previous deviations.
JUST NOW.
Like, literally 3o seconds ago.
I'm a moron. XDDD
But hey, I finally fixed the Finnish in one of them! 8D (Finally...)
Recently, I have 1) been at camp, but more importantly, 2) /really/ wanted to write. BUT, since I was at camp and some other complications, I haven't had any time for it at all.
But, I hyper-extended my knee and was sent home three days early. *table flip* Now I have to rest for, like, an entire week. :(
The good thing is, I finally have time for writing! Yay! Tomorrow, in etween watching Kimi ni Todoke and not being a terrible admin for my FB pages(i.e., actually posting), I'm gonna write!
In conclusion, expect me in your deviantWATCH. c: