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AmandaYou needn't ask
The pharmaceutical examination
Not taking possession
Formulating and repurposing
Take my mettle and set it ablaze
To have these bindings leaking the provision of proof
Ruptured rivets eloquently flowing out before you like spider legs
I find such irritation in the diatribe of the insignificant
I am insignificant and I weep for the time I just spent on you
Uninterested in the pornography of brutality
Blatant bashful arousal
Blood lust exists......will it change you all?......it is changing you
"It's not real. It's an escape. It's human."
I see the change in you
What else is human?
Gruesome weapons, strategies and concentration camps
Forced female circumcision
"The death of one is a tragedy. Millions a statistic."
God ModThis is my destiny of credulous delusion
Divulging divine direction
Elevated from the crowd
Looking down with judgement
Masses that cannot discern enlightenment
Perched upon a pulpit, spitting articulate disgust
Cannot admit..............but why can't I?
Will not admit.........you'd better not dare
The religion of intolerance opening eyelids
Peeling flesh back and away from wide eyed innocence
Realize or take the knowledge by force
This is my work, my purpose divine
I'll put all my demons in the collective swine
Mother can't fathom what I have become
All my atrocities masked by the mission of the chosen one
If I am not worthy than nobody is
You're a maggot on my leavings
You need me
You believe me or I'll send you to limbo
If you default you'll go to hell
Feel my hubris swell
Quashed under my spell
Little girl into woman as you watched those die
Sister and another
Left with a petulant child
Fragmented by faith that father would survive
How could this happen?
Afraid my affection would damn you and kill you
I cannot tell you..........anything.....desire dominated by inability
Patience of the divine
In my arrogance I abused and manipulated
I cannot defend what I must own
Absolved and ashamed by forgiveness undeserved
Mother I've no words, no way to repay you
Father is gone so I will protect you
This is my..............this is my vow
Gripped by irrational fear as I speak you will die...you will die right now
My most fearsome thought
Castigated by memory
Blind self-destruction you tried to repair
Chagrined at my rationalizations and half-truths
A wicked reprisal is what I deserve
You did not
Never turned away....not forever
Never did I receive my due......found redemption
In the arms of an angel..........walked with me
AjaIntravenous despair at the name...
The acrimonious paraplegic we are..................well....
Romanticism broken without an auburn haze
Too lucid to believe any nostalgia
As what we were tightened and twitched on the floor
Dying after the pregnant pause screaming that we were postmortem on the table
My penchant for words made your evisceration feral but not without medical precision
And isn't it superfluous of me to say that I never meant to hurt you?.............but it's true
The most beautiful, tragic stanzas I've ever written are entirely about you
I loved in that Shakespearean way and my heartache was biblical
Over now...and broken
Your brutality as you told me that I was your worst indiscretion is haunting my recollection
I accept your vitriol if that is what you need to feel
You are not a regret
I have no way to find you.....are you even alive.......
And even sweet Marilyn is gone
Purer than any hatred was the beauty...that you were......and how I felt because I saw you
TurnWading into a shadow............breeding contempt
Thudding into absence..........................fondness
Meet me in between...........................somewhere
Open the blue door
Paved in indiscretion
A pomegranate floating beauty
Imbuing granite garnet......................against it all
We are but one consciousness
Fighting ourselves......struggling......we suffocate
Minds of clandestine imagery
Loneliness within my own
Truest in pain
No idioms to suffer..................no isms to swallow
Recreation isn't art, it is morally bankrupted theft
C and aA siren cutting the air
Born anew in this unseen splitting atmosphere
Hellfire curling, 'round the billowing form of a seraph
I am just about sick
Stiff with conceit. Claiming doubt and strength and independence
I see a diametric opposite of your bull**** persona
Becoming my wake.....I don't want you for an echo
These lies, your flighty theories are mutually exclusive
No love like first love.....I've forgotten that passion...and you will too
If every pain, heartache, mistake and punishment was so that I might save you then I consider it worthwhile
You just sit there like a cold, sociopath bastard
Don't say what I wanna hear. Sycophant
That mystery you think you are
I once was
This is a betrayal
This is an indulgence of self
My love is unconditional, my friendship isn't
This wears on me
As you sit there arrogant
Too much pride goes before a fall
So throw it all away
I will not bare witness
You don't get to apologize for
Years of irrefutable evidence
Months of credulous beliefs you can reverse the outcome
In my life, in the lies, in the why?
It's a lifetime of why?
Mother Earth is brooding a chide
Mother Nature, spread & despised
This planet is hanging crooked on its axis
Mankind is raping
Taking and taking
Flashes of insanity
Repetitious grotesque imagery
You can't find a plane but my iPhone shows me where I am from a satellite camera
You won't shop online 'cause your identity might be stolen?
The Pentagon has been hacked
The illusion of safety
Your children have no future
Are you paying attention?
The delusion of safety
Japanese Americans 1942
Too preoccupied with reality television to think
You're on the ship watching it sink
Chew your cud, fall asleep
You're in the filth but you can't smell the stink
The apocalypse, Armageddon and death
Hear the words, feel the heat of the breath
Capitalism, fascism, socialism and a dictatorship or two canno
Mullato ChristTake the gold, feed the sin
Tear it out, throw it in
"All men are equal"
The writing on the wall is a cro-magnum scrawl
Philistine in the head
Gaping hole flowing red
Flowing into everything
Flowing and you have misread
All men are equal
You're sayin' God loves us all but he doesn't want us to marry outside of our race?
You are not pure. I am not pure. We don't have any way to know everyone we descended from. Genealogies mean nothing. People lie. And if you believe the Bible then we all descended from Noah and his family after the flood.
WE ARE ALL INBRED FAMILY. Heh.
You are me and I am you and just look in the mirror
What about the halvsies? Is being mixed a sin?
Blaming God for KKK assumptions
"Love everybody but don't marry 'em"
You're paraphrasing Christ of course
Diluted and disputed
Cancer came from the pure, elite whites having sex with the blacks? ................this is something......you believe?
Racism thinly veiled as Christianity
I Am AwakeAn oversimplification redundant with truth
But, certainly, this must be the fulcrum of my salvation
We are not a wretched brethren
No coven meant to covet souls
Brothers and sisters of equality
Sisters and brothers, an elevated laity
Huddled and circled as they circle the wagons
The prize of perfection flaking away in the deafening whispers of temptation passing through clenched teeth
I am a vessel too stained to be vestal
No matter the road, it's banked by a devil
Double back from an acrimonious path
Bleached by the contrition for my past
Do not mistake obedience for obsequious masochism
You know they're coming
Know the horseman are closing in
Witch hunts tarnish those judging sin
Evil is an abstract and long term victimization can lead to defending the wicked
These things are sick but I'm not sickened
I am awake
Edward Elric's 'Short' Rants"Who did you say was small like a grain of rice and doesn't show up in your eyes?!"
"Who did you say was a super-ultra short kid?!"
"Who did you call an ultra hyper midget?!"
"Who did you call miniature size?!"
"Who did you call a shorty who's so small that he's barely visible and hard to target?!"
"Who did you call a shorty that has to be looked through a magnifying glass to actually be seen?!"
"Who are you calling a bean?!"
"Who are you calling a super midget that makes you want to step on him?!"
"Who are you calling a tiny bug that escapes the wrath of a shoe because he's so small that he fits in the grooves and can't get squashed??!"
"Oh yes, I'm so small that you can't see me amongst the grains of sand, like always--!"
"Who're you calling small enough to fit in a microhematocrit tube?!"
"Who are you calling smaller than Endolimax nana??!"
"Who're you calling so small you have to use an oil immersion lens to see him??!"
"Hey!!! Who's calling me a short little shrimp you can't even
The Pieces(Lights up on a young girl child, sitting on a pink patchwork quilt on the floor of a nursery.)
Pieces taste good. Ripped-up, tasty bits. Candy-tasty. Won't you let me taste a taste? Sweet and juicy, please.
(GIRL sticks her fingers in her mouth and closes her eyes.)
Just a taste. The last taste, the best ever. I want it. Want it.
(GIRL removes her fingers, but keeps her eyes closed.)
Dee-lish. So yummy, goody. The pieces. Just want a tasty taste.
(GIRL opens her eyes, and gets up on her knees.)
Please, it, I need so bad! I want them so, so much. So much. I hurt, please, give. They good for me, just please.
(GIRL stands up, approaches audience, ready to throw a tantrum.)
Give me! Now! Or I rip it myself, give! You're being mean, stop it! I want the pie
Honey-Senpai X Reader Sleepover: 7 min. in heaven!(First ending~)
You knew these 'Games' werent real games. You didnt know what kind of games but you were sure you wouldend like them.
"Were gonna play..." the twins said while making weird handgestures "7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN!"
"W-what?!" you yelled at them making Honey jump.
Honey hugged you again "What's wrong (name)-chan? Is it a bad game?" not knowing what the game was about.
You blushed stuttering out: "I-i eumm its about...euuuh..."
The twins enterupted you. This time you were glad they put you out of your misery.
"Well...You gotta put one item in the bag that represents you~ then someone will pull it
out and if they pull out your item they are going to go with you in the closet for
seven minutes~" they explained happely.
"Oh! i understand~" Honey said cutely , it made you blush even more.
He turned to you "Look (name)-chan it isnt that bad~"
The twins shaked their heads and smiled like France.(HETALIA REFERENCE~)
"Oh...and you gotta atleast kiss them
Dr. Edward Richtofen Quotes"Now zis... IS ZE POWAH!!!!!!!" - Pack-A-Punch a Weapon
"Ah, o bathroom... Not a very interesting place... Unless your German... LIKE ME!!" - Bathroom area (Does not know the activation)
"Zis van didn't photograph so vell..." - Blank Photo (use Square, hold down)
"Hello, Dempshey... Ah, it's just a portrait... AN UGLY ONE! - Dempsey Photo
"His eyes are following me...!" - Nikolai Photo
"Ah, it's a picture of ze monkey bomb..." - Takeo Photo
"Oh, look! It's me... But not quite as magnificent!" - Richtofen Photo
"NINE! TOO CLOSE!" - Kill a Zombie at close range
"AHAHA! A bunch of little pieces of bone fly from it's neck..." - Shoot a zombie in the neck
"BOOM, you have no more head... Ahaha!" - Headshot a zombie and kill
"I take your pain... I put my straw in it! *slurping sounds* And I DRINK IT UP!!" - Kill a zombie
"Who's turning off zhe power ev
Laxus Dreyar: 7 Minutes in Heaven Pt. 1"HOLY CRAP!!! _____ GOT LAXUS!!" Natsu yelled out, shocked.
(Warning. This contains a high amount of Laxus Dreyar. You have been warned.)
You blinked, looking at his headphones. HIM?! Of all people, the guy you had such a crush on that you couldn't look him in the eyes?! This was just great; you could barely even contain the blush that was trying to spread across your face.
"You coming or not?" Laxus was looking at you, smirking like he thought you couldn't do it.
"Y-yes I'm coming! G-geez..." You got up and tried to stalk into the closet, but failed because Bickslow pushed both you and Laxus in and locked it from the outside.
You stood up, trying to regain balance when you realized the closet was so small you were pressed against him no matter where you turned. You turned red finally, glad he couldn't see. He was muttering something about murder and Bickslow, so he seemed preoccupied enough.
"...down his throat with my left headphone.... anyways, _____, what are we gonna do in here?"
FrancexReader: l'amourAs a lover of the French culture and the fine arts, you decided to impulsively apply and somehow managed to get a scholarship from your college to study in France. You managed to get a reasonably priced apartment and a wonderful neighborhood to match.
One sunny Saturday morning, you decided to go to that cute little café with your boyfriend by the park. You brought a book in your bag that matches your simple cardigan shirt-skinny jeans-ballet flats outfit. As you reached the café, you called your perfect boyfriend .well you think he was perfect only because he was your first. You were basically head over heels with this guy. He knew everything that makes you laugh, cry, angry. He knew you were a sucker for the little things in life and love like how you love moonlight dances with only the symphony of the wind , grasshoppers and the distant sounds from the city in that meadow where you first met him.
No way he'll ever betray me like he said "
Yo Momma HetaliaHey everyone! It's me,the hero!!
And since everyone knows Im so cool; I got 'Yo momma' jokes and other things for all of you!!
Ok...I was strolling through the internet and found some awesome insults!
*Door slams open...enters Arthur*
uk: What the hell are you doing git? Go to your F***** house!
us: Ah...come on, Iggy-
uk: Would you stop calling me that?! Its bloody annoying....What are you up to now?
us: Awesome!Looks like we have a special guest! We are going to insult him!!!!
*Weird look is given by uk*
uk: pfft... like you can insult the Invincible me!I can out-insult you any given day, you twat.
us: Hey it looks like we have a challenge!! Allllllrrriiiigggghhhhhttyyyy, lay on the jokes....
uk:*devious smile* Well...yo momma so stupid she brought a spoon to the Super Bowl...
us: that was mean....
uk: Ha, serves you right.
us: Ok...redemption time...oh I got one! Yo momma so ugly gold fish crackers won't even smile to you.
uk: well...-___- Yo mama so stupid she thi
15 Hidden Facts About Transformers1). Starscream is actually an extremely hormonal femme. That's why
heshe bitches all the time.
2). Soundwave watches people sleep from the monitor room.
3). Megatron has a bunch of his soldiers walk around in heels because he used to want to start his own fashion line, but he got rejected on account of him squishing one of his potential sponsors. Forcing them to hobble around in nine-inch heels compensates for his lost dream.
4). Shockwave's desk is coated in three inches of dust.
5). Knockout is gay, but everybody knows that, so I effectively wasted number five.
6). Breakdown is also gay, and happens to be Knockout's boyfriend.
7). Shockwave is very lonely. He has even resorted to hopping Skype to find someone to talk to, but even the Webcam sluts hang up on him.
8). The reason Bumblebee is so adorable is because he is actually the most evil being in the universe, but his creators made him super cute so that you're glued to she spot as he tears your innards out. Even
Harry Potter Hetalia Arthur sat down with tea and a good book. This small cafe was starting to grow on him despite the loud New York scenery. Ah...my beloved J.K. Rowling. She knows the magic realm so well. The brilliant plot, the magnificent characters-
us :Hey,bro. Watcha doin? [takes book and OBNOXIOUSLY flips pages making UK lose his page]OOOOOOH! Harry Potter! I have funny jokes for that! Wanna hear?
uk: No,you bloody git.Now give me back my book before I eradicate you with Confringo. -_-
us: . Ok here goes!
Harry runs up to Ron and said "Ron, Ron, Someone killed Dumbledore!"
"Was it serious?" Ron asks.
"No, it was Snape"
[Insert annoying laughter and Iggy's annoyed face]
uk:[shakes head in disappointment] *underneath breath* amateur.
Alfred, I heard your joke;now can you please-
us: Ok. Here's another one. What does a death eater eat for breakfast? Cruci-O's!
uk: Sweet Bloody Mary, GIVE ME MY DAMNED BOOK! I can't believe I'm doing this again. Yo Mama's so ugl
Thou Shall Not JudgeYeah...yep..mmhmm....okay..oh come the....what...ehhh....Are you honestly going to sit there hectoring a smoker as they bundle up to go outside?
"Going out to destroy the temple huh?"
Might want to wipe some of the chocolate off of your chin. Oh, the third chin from the bottom, sorry I'm not used to having to specify.
Allow me to be absolutely clear. It's my opinion that smoking is a disgusting habit. Smoking yellows your teeth and fingernails, ages you terribly and smells god awful. But I don't oppress others with my opinion. We all have free will. I respect your decision to smoke so go and do it all you want.
Gluttony is a sin soul sistah's! If you ask me there isn't any difference from a black set of lungs and a stomach that hangs low enough to cover your unmentionables. Yet again, I respect your decision to poison your body with disgusting, processed food but don't act like you're superior to smokers or anyone else for that matter.
I'm going to hell for saying that? I'm only defend
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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