Under the chiming bells,
the great river runs wild.
The Gated Heart (1)(Kokoro no Setsuzoku) Connection of Hearts- this rare jutsu can only be performed when a powerful love connection is made. It can then be shared with both user and partner.The Gated Heart (1) by ShiningSteel
Pein swore that he just saw the girl shiver. It wasn't even cold.
"You don't have to frightened of me, child. I won't hurt you. We'll help each other."
He could only imagine what he looked like to her, but then, he didn't care.
The unruly periwinkle hair that obscured her face was paired with the expression that this was a nightmare that she desperately wanted to wake up from. It wasn't helping his cause.
It was clear that she didn't have a heart to love him. She was too wise. It also dawned on Pein that he was scaring her.
It was such a pity. Such such a wasted opportunity. She wouldn't even look at him.
He needed to change that.
"You can't make someone love you," Deidara groused.
"Love isn't really our forte," Zetsu sniffed. "You must be kidding."
Hidan shrugged. "Maybe you're just not her type. Now, women
BlusteryAutumn amber leaves,Blustery by ShiningSteel
Against high smoky gray skies.
Watch the sun break through.
Withdrawn Stari gave up my star,Withdrawn Star by ShiningSteel
the drama and glam of fame,
for elephant rides.
SilencedOne by one,Silenced by Riegella
All the voices around me
Fade out of existence in a heartbeat,
Never to be heard again.
What is going on?
Why is everyone being silenced?
Why is their sense of expression
Being taken away?
Why was such a thought conceived?
Perhaps it is borne of a warped sense of "protection".
To protect well-being, or creativity, or individuality.
Do they not realize the har- they are doi-g?
Witho-- fr-- sp--ch, thes- thi--- wouldn't ex---
That is wh-
That is why this cannot continue.
We must f-ght that which is ro--ing us of our fre----
We will not be sil-----
A Paraphrased Life“I wish I could be like her,”
As jealousy begins to take over.
I offered myself without resistance,
And envy gave me a new existence.
I became trapped in a foreign maze,
That restricted my life to be a paraphrase.
I spent much too long being a reflection.
Now, I yearn to create my own projection.
I’m tired of watching the same program,
“I wish I could remember who I am.”
A Beautiful MindMy solution
But ultimately incorrect
To your problem
Would be lovely
But you miss the point
And just say
You don't believe in luck
Pick a shape
You pointed to the stars
In love with
What I can't be
I'm yours already
And I will leave you
CelestialYou only appear in shadow
A penumbra among stars
Mysterious, perhaps forbidden
Elusive as the Moon
But you are really just
The Sun uncertain of his gifts
Comfortable in the shadows
Never to escape the eclipse
QuixoteHe may have said his sweet words
to a thousand women before me
but I don’t care
I treasure them like an aperitif
savoring each taste
Staining my lips
burning my throat
warming my belly
Forever wanting more
Goldfresh tracks in the snow
by the first light of morning
a creak of floorboards
under fumbling steps
a faint scent of cinnamon
as a stranger walks past
which of these
would you trade for gold?
on the hill.
I'm more of a writer than an artist, so this account is for writing and art appreciation. I'll keep posting deviations for the meantime--mostly fic. I've been writing them since 2003.|
Current Residence: Northeastern US
deviantWEAR sizing preference: M
Favourite genre of music: Alternative
Favourite style of art: Digital and Anime. Occasionally, a good landscape.
Operating System: Windows 7.
Shell of choice: Uh...conch?
Wallpaper of choice: EDO. Or Dean.
Skin of choice: Never learned how to skin.
Favourite cartoon character: Edo Phoenix, Kenpachi Zaraki, Seto Kaiba, Daigo/Steven Stone, Spike Spiegel, Uchiha Sasuke, and Mink