The dawn of days have blessed you with beauty that even the sun can't out shine. The flowers have paled in comparison to your beauty as well. Your voice has made the angels stop for a brief moment to find the owner of the voice. Your eyes out class any gold or jewels in the world by the way they shine. Oh, how fair you are and how lost I am whenever my thoughts are on you. I am a Jester of Nightmares to others, but to you I am the man who understands you. I remember the frost of glares that you given me on our meeting. You only thought of logical things and not of your emotions. My love for you cannot be met with what you think. I will sa
Why do I Daydream? by RiseLunaEffervescenc, literature
Literature
Why do I Daydream?
Why do I Daydream? It is to escape from what my own reality. I have feared my own future, and what it could possibly be. I know I have tried my best at school, but I tried to not think of the end. I have heard every argument that you made and how frustrated you get when there is a problem. I have seen the sleepy eyes and stress you are in every day. I don't always day dream. I also think at what to do next, or dubate on should I do it or not. I escape my reality time and time again so I can have not only be positive for myself, but try to brighten everyone in family's day. I never always say every problem that I have. I only say the ones that
True beauty is not by looks or anything physical. True beauty is within the heart and mind. I do not see a person beautiful for physical looks, but by the way they show by actions such as given emotional support and help those unfortunate in life. They don't judge you for how you look, but support you in every way possible even if they are not well. They tell you that you are smart, talented, and beautiful without a second thought. A kind soul and a soul that enjoys giving rather than getting.
True beauty is rather hard to find. True beauty is always easily missed if not cared for.
True Beauty is rather an illusion to others who are blind b
It maybe her or it may have been you. Whatever it is why yell at her.
She has done whatever it is to help you.
And as her "thanks" you yell at her.
The woman that has raised us and cared for you and us.
So why yell at her and burst into rage.
When we are having a family moment.
Not only has she cried and stressed that you caused her.
You made me emotionally cried in my heart and made me emotionally unbalanced.
Do you wish the same upon me when I get married?
All I can hope for is the day you can finally open your eyes and see.
What you have caused.
I can only hope you see that she and us your children are at the every edge.
I hope you aske
The dawn of days have blessed you with beauty that even the sun can't out shine. The flowers have paled in comparison to your beauty as well. Your voice has made the angels stop for a brief moment to find the owner of the voice. Your eyes out class any gold or jewels in the world by the way they shine. Oh, how fair you are and how lost I am whenever my thoughts are on you. I am a Jester of Nightmares to others, but to you I am the man who understands you. I remember the frost of glares that you given me on our meeting. You only thought of logical things and not of your emotions. My love for you cannot be met with what you think. I will sa
Why do I Daydream? by RiseLunaEffervescenc, literature
Literature
Why do I Daydream?
Why do I Daydream? It is to escape from what my own reality. I have feared my own future, and what it could possibly be. I know I have tried my best at school, but I tried to not think of the end. I have heard every argument that you made and how frustrated you get when there is a problem. I have seen the sleepy eyes and stress you are in every day. I don't always day dream. I also think at what to do next, or dubate on should I do it or not. I escape my reality time and time again so I can have not only be positive for myself, but try to brighten everyone in family's day. I never always say every problem that I have. I only say the ones that
True beauty is not by looks or anything physical. True beauty is within the heart and mind. I do not see a person beautiful for physical looks, but by the way they show by actions such as given emotional support and help those unfortunate in life. They don't judge you for how you look, but support you in every way possible even if they are not well. They tell you that you are smart, talented, and beautiful without a second thought. A kind soul and a soul that enjoys giving rather than getting.
True beauty is rather hard to find. True beauty is always easily missed if not cared for.
True Beauty is rather an illusion to others who are blind b
It maybe her or it may have been you. Whatever it is why yell at her.
She has done whatever it is to help you.
And as her "thanks" you yell at her.
The woman that has raised us and cared for you and us.
So why yell at her and burst into rage.
When we are having a family moment.
Not only has she cried and stressed that you caused her.
You made me emotionally cried in my heart and made me emotionally unbalanced.
Do you wish the same upon me when I get married?
All I can hope for is the day you can finally open your eyes and see.
What you have caused.
I can only hope you see that she and us your children are at the every edge.
I hope you aske
Naga!Sephiroth X Reader - Special Day by starrymiIk, literature
Literature
Naga!Sephiroth X Reader - Special Day
Today was the day that Sephiroth was taking you somewhere special as a surprise.
As soon as he broke the news to you, you hugged him tight enough to break his ribs. The naga chuckled and peeled you off of him. Since you had been penned in the cave due to unsavory weather, he had decided that taking you outside would do wonders for your mood. Of course, he did not expect you to smother him in kisses and cuddle aggressively with him every day leading up to today.
Not that he didn't like it.
When today finally rolled around, you actually got up earlier than he did (even though he was sleeping in today.) You bounced up and do
No more: A Sexual Offenderman Story by lehstar, literature
Literature
No more: A Sexual Offenderman Story
I can’t do this anymore. Over and over again, he comes, normally in the dead of night, stalking in like a silent predator. He calls to me tenderly, sweetly, lovingly. How could I resist the temptation? It hurts just to turn away. It feels like I’m burning from the pain as I try over and over again to reject him, to get away from him, to run far, far away, but I can’t. I can’t run from him.
That thing. That horrible monstrosity. What is he? WHAT IS HE?
Tall. I know that he is just so incredibly tall. He seemed to stretch to nine feet, towering over me with his thin lithe frame that was wrapped in skin so starkly white
I love drawing and writing what I feel or what I want to do. I draw anthro or furry hybrids and in sometime just a plan old animals. But I don't just draw anthros; I also draw human characters. I love doing request! Even though SOMETIMES my friends challenge me a little bit too far. But I manage to do so. I can write my feelings and thoughts on paper or anything. Don't. Ever. Get. Scared. To. Ask. Me. For. A. Request. As long as it is possible to make my mind wonder how it will look.... I WILL ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE! >
Sorry everyone! I was so busy with school that I didn't go to DA, and post my art. The good news is I am finished with high school! ๐๐
So I will post my art a little more now; however I will post at random times. I will show some old and new art. I w...