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-Choices-By: Terese M. Quinlan-
When you fight against
the Darkness inside of you,
what is it that you fear?
Being caught up in the
nightmares and scars left on your psyche
from your past?
Or do you fear giving in to
the seething pit of anger
deep inside of you,
unleashing it on the ones you both
love and hate?
You've let go of what they did to you;
but do you feel truly neutral
Or do you wish to let them
taste the same pain they visited upon you?
This is the question
we all ask ourselves:
in the fight between
Light and Dark,
which side will we choose?
Song of the Broken Wild One
-Song of the Broken Wild One-By: Terese M. Quinlan-
I was alone in the Darkness,
lonely, my heart broken and dying;
you came to me in a burst of light,
on black leather wings, took my hand, and stopped my crying.
I had nothing before you saved me,
except pain, sorrow, and rage;
you healed my heart,
stitched the wounds with songs sung, lyrics written on a page.
You are the reason I now use pens,
and not knives, to express the emotions locked away;
you saved my life, Black Veil Brides,
you are the reason that I'm alive today.
Why the Walls WhisperLong ago there was a barren land where nothing ever seemed to grow. The grass turned black underfoot and sky was hidden by storm clouds. The only trees were the old, knotted, wooden skeletons that stretched from the ground, hands thrown up in surrender.
Everything was grey.
A village rested between a tangled forest and the shadow of an ever-growing castle. The people living there watched the walls get taller and taller, day by day, throwing them further into darkness. They heard celebrations echo from inside, but no one outside dared to smile. Something terrible was happening.
The children were disappearing.
The young ones disappeared first because they couldn’t run away, then it got worse and worse. Until at last, there were only two left.
A single set of twins; Valiant and Valery.
They were inseparable. They lived together in a ruined hut just outside of town. Their parents were dead and gone long ago so they took care of one another.
They kept themselves t
Circus Freaks - Chapter OneDark.
Everything was dark.
I couldn't see a thing.
I felt weak and dizzy, my body moving in slow motion as I tried to move around. I was...somewhere. A room possibly? I was on the ground, cold metal beneath my fingers, voices of a large crowd rang in my ears. My head pounded, my stomach ached with hunger. The sour smell of dust, dirt and urine filling my nostrils. Where ever I was, it was filthy. My skin prickled and I noticed that the metal was slick, probably the cause of the urine smell. Where was I?
I moved around frantically, only to back up against freezing cold metal rails. I blindly reached out and wrapped my hand around the steel rod and felt a kind of soft texture. Was...was that a cloth? Cloth hung from the rails and I suddenly realized I was in a cage. A cage? How the hell had they gotten me into a cage?!
I grabbed the rails and shook it with all my strength, rattling and rocking it harsh enough it could fall over.I groaned. I was hungry...so hungry. I wanted out. Ser
Kiss Me Like You Love Me (Janxx Fan Fic) For EvanThe booze was flowing, my mind was racing, the people, the music, everything was so overwhelming I couldn’t even comprehend where I was. The last I remember was being dragged to some night club by Andy and CC. They thought it would be a good idea to spend our only off night this week partying. Usually I’m all for it, but when I drink too much, I tend to lose all inhibitions and forget the silver band on my ring finger that keeps me locked to my love Sammi Doll. I think I may have had one drink too many because Ashley and I were out in the middle of the dance floor dancing to the latest in pop culture, dub steppy bull shit. Did we care that we were making idiots of ourselves? No. We tend not to. Drunk or sober.
It didn’t take long for me to get tired. I’m not used to the club scene. Me personally I prefer to just party and get drunk on our tour bus where I know I won’t get hit on by random guys and girls and if I pass out because I’m drunk, I’ll
Bridecest One ShotJinxx began to cry. Sammi... Sammi left him and he felt like a Fucking Joke for not noticing it like all his friends. He wiped his eyes, He would not cry over her. He didn't even think it was about her that made him cry more of the thought of being alone.Andy and Ashley came out and began to date each other. As did CC and Jake. Jinxx felt as if to be happy he had to be with someone to keep the thoughts off the Four Guys that would never want him as he wanted them. He was sure he was the only person in the world that loved and wanted to be with 4 men at once... who were all taken...And in his band.
He loved Jake Because he was so adorably awkward which always made him smile at the thought of him. Ashley was the outlaw and who didn't love a bad boy. CC was sweet, Innocent,Random, and Caring yet he could break anyone's skull if the people he loved were hurt or upset. And last but, not least Andy. He was the cutest thing in the world. Always putting other people before himself and when he
Behind The Mask (Jinxxley) Ch. 1
The rustle of sheets, a few sleepy murmurs then the quiet resumes. A tall man, naked except for boxer-briefs. He picks up the rest of his clothes that are scattered around the room. As he heads towards the door he casts a sparing glance at the sleeping blonde entangled in the sheets. His brown eyes are filled with what can only be described as disdain and contempt. With a final sniff, he turns away and leaves the room.
I can't tell you how it started, because honestly, I don't know. And I can't tell you how it will end either, because we haven't gotten there yet, but if you stick around long enough, I can tell you what's happening now, and how I went from being the most miserable man in the world, to one of the most fortunate. So like someone very dear to my heart said, "The only certainty is that we never know what tomorrow holds. We live for today, life is short, so let's enjoy it together while we can."
The Los Angeles streets were covered with a thin fil
Love Can Touch Us One Time... Chapter 5 -Cashley.Oh God.
I lied...Just like in my dream.
I just stood there, feeling his arms around me, his head on my shoulder. Sighing, I fought the urge to melt against him. It felt so right, being in his embrace.
"You can talk to me, Ashley. No matter what it's about, who it's about, or even when. Talk to me. I won't judge you. I'll listen. It's better to let something out than keeping it in."
I stayed silent, and watched his face drop.
"Christian...I..." I sighed. "I can't. I appreciate it, I do, but I barely know you." That felt like a lie, even though it was technically true. Dreams don't count as knowing people.
CC sighed, but nodded, resting his head back on my shoulder. It seemed he wasn't planning on pulling away just yet. I allowed myself to relax, sighing softly, then frowned as something scratched my skin.
Pulling away, my hand went to the other man's neck, and came into contact with a pendant. I gasped, blacking out.
I smiled, shyly, lettin
In The EndTo Whom It May Concern:
So, this is how it ends. Drugged up, wrists slashed, sitting in a tub of my own blood because I couldn’t take it anymore. This wasn’t my time to go; I know that. I forced myself out of life because it was just too much, I just couldn’t do it anymore. What’s the point in living when all it brings is pain?
I suppose I owe an explanation, huh? Well, as I’m sure you remembered, Christian Mora passed away last fall. That’s where my problems started.
Chuppy was my dearest friend, and when I learned that he had been found dead in his apartment, wrists slashed down the river, I stopped talking. I shut myself up. I just wouldn’t speak. Not even to Ashley.
He had proposed, you know? The day before Christian died and oh, we couldn’t wait to tell everyone.
We made love that night, one of the last nights I was ever close to anyone.
But then Christian died...
I remember, one night, m
Fuck Society-Fuck Society-By: Terese M. Quinlan-
Always be yourself,
be proud of who you are,
no matter what bullshit
other people have to say about you.
they tell you to be yourself,
then they judge you for doing so.
Ignore the restrictions of society,
fuck what people say you can and can't do.
The only restrictions you have
are the ones you place on yourself.
Never change for anyone else,
be proud to be unique.
Never give in to the hate,
keep your chin up and defy those motherfuckers.
Be a rebel,
be an outcast,
be as different as you want to be.
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