|My first ever design for a humanised transformer. This is Redsky which i am currently using in a rp in which she plays a mercenary. she is by far one of my best drawings and i love this piece|
The Other Side of The RailsHere I stand on the cold white rails. Looking down at the flowing water beneath him. Ready for it to carry me away from all of the pain and misery I have been entrapped by for what seemed like an eternity. The cold breeze chilled the back of my neck and as i hold his arms out wide, i took what i hoped would be one final, deep breath.The Other Side of The Rails by hells-disasterpiece
“Never thought you would find yourself on this side of the bridge did you brother?” spoke a young, soothing voice. I freeze. my body shocked by the sudden interruption. my head slowly turns and my eyes are greeted by the ghost of my past. For there stands the figure of my deceased friend. The very friend who met his end by the same means as i myself intended to do so by this very night.
I turn my attention to the flowing waters again and speak in a quiet tone
“You would know....You're the one who's been here before....tell me Nero...What's it like....dying”
“In a word...Pe
Should IShould I tell youShould I by hells-disasterpiece
Should I say
Or keep it quiet
And just walk away
I want to speak
What’s on my mind
So many things
And feelings combined
It’s in my heart
This unusual feeling
Confusing, but hurting
I really need healing
It does make sense
But this anger is meaningless
I just can’t understand
Why I feel so jealous…
Next LifeThe ground beneath him was cold and hard, rain battering down onto his body from the angry thunder clouds above. Sasuke flinched as a particularly large drop splattered directly into one of his eyes. Not that it mattered - his vision was already so blurry he could hardly see.Next Life by chidori-blossom23792
There were people bustling around him like crazy, he could just make out the wet thatch of Naruto's blonde hair, and a faint green glow lower down which he knew to be emanating from Sakura, but her hands were just out of his line of sight.
They were both talking. No...it was more like shouting, screaming even. Sasuke coughed, tasting the horrible, metallic flavour of his own blood mixing with rising bile in the back of his throat. He knew he was dying. He could feel his very life energy draining out of him, as blood poured from the horrific wound in his chest and pooled around him.
The enemy's attack had come seemingly out of nowhere, catching the Uchiha off guard before he could pull up a sufficient block or coun
SongI sing his name softly as I sleep,
hearing echoes of him while I dream,
my thoughts in slumber like a tumbling stream,
his syllables bring calmness to the deep.
I sing his name quietly in my days,
a constant sountrack to my own existence;
knowing however far or near the distance
he's lighting my life with the brightest rays.
I sing him, dreaming, waking, in-between.
I sing him while I daydream, my sweet dove
who fills my life so fully with his love
that keeps my heart alive, and pure, and clean.
If life's a journey through the mists of time,
may his ever fall step-by-step with mine.
hey guys. im an artistic student who mainly focuses on sketches and designs. im an insane character. anyone on here that has met me will verify that ha ha ha ha. im very keen on my art and often create emotional pieces|
im into heavy metal such as slipknot , slayer , upon a burning body , as i lay dying and five finger death punch. i like horrors such as grave encounters and paranormal activity. i play manhunt occasionally which is a great game to play at night as it tests your senses and running and hiding skills.
when im drawing i like to listen to music so that i can zone out of the world and concentrate more on what i am drawing.