imkikyo

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running toward from you by imkikyo, literature

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running toward from you

a cat’s paw is floating in the swimming pool; it is so much more pliable in death. as a child, I saw it and climbed out of the water. twilight; dusk; sundown! chlorine keeps the water warm at eight o’clock in the summer full of extremes

the Life of Princess Elana by imkikyo, literature

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the Life of Princess Elana

I am in love with the stars when they seem so much closer. From the tallest tower, they look more like little white pebbles than little white grains of sand. Sometimes I try to jump off to see them better, expecting to hit the misty white moor, but I just flawlessly fall back into my bedroom, into my pajamas, into my bed. The blankets smell like vanilla on those nights, vanilla and doughnuts and yellow roses. She must be making it so, doing it on purpose so I’d never want to leave as long as the scent lingered. I always wondered where she got those candles. I was in love with a long strip of cloud once, when it was the same color as the

... like a face without stars. by imkikyo, literature

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... like a face without stars.

You always said your soul was with the sea, and you would never fish it out. "That's where it was, that's where it is, that's where it always will be. At home, wandering in the seven seas." I'd always wondered if there was a forgotten eighth sea, but I never argue when I'm right. "Maybe your soul is hiding inside you," I suggested once. But that was impossible; there's no ocean inside you, of course. I'd seen the little cracks where water could get in, though. It was I who told you about the scratch inside your left eye. X marked the spot, with bleached white chalk or maybe a very coincidental deposit of sea salt. With your eyes ringed in b

the proper way to suck and die by imkikyo, literature

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the proper way to suck and die

You painted your fingernails scarlet yesterday. You got the idea when you woke up with a bloody nose and while you leaned over the bathroom sink your head said “high blood pressure!” but the blood on your hands said “artistic expression!” It’s almost sick the way you reach out with those red fingertips like you’re going to tear my heart out of my chest, when I know you’re just doing it to look cool. You wouldn’t dare rip out my heart. Not when I still have a deathgrip on yours that you’ll never admit. You’ve already been to Hell, you said. It didn’t scare you. I don’t doubt it. You

the cold winds of Despair by imkikyo, literature

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the cold winds of Despair

Summer feels so much warmer with a girl on your arm. She once said she’d be your life preserver, and she was right; if you plunged into the river of time, she’d be there, pulling you and your arm to safety. You don’t even want to think about plunging into the river of space between you and her. Last night you told her she was a beautiful woman, but you and I both know she’s merely a girl, at least in your eyes. The sunset looks so much brighter with lips on your neck. City skylines stare down upon you and never lie; their shadows overpower yours so that you no longer have to worry what she will say when she watches cars r

the next Unseen Dream by imkikyo, literature

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the next Unseen Dream

I am in love with the way your shirt bunches at the hips, the way your hair curls at the tips. You wear skirts and dresses made from the fabric of the ocean, freshly stolen from the surface but deeply azure as if it came from twenty thousand leagues under. In the light, they cast a blue and gray and green glow over your skin until you appear to be covered in flowing, inseparable mermaid scales. I am in love with the way your colors shimmer and sway and blend just like the sea, the way your eyes are emerald one second and gently give way to pewter the next. When you dance in storms, the trees along roads and inside yards dance in unison with

I would go most anywhere by imkikyo, literature

the firstwave- the lastgoodbye by imkikyo, literature

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the firstwave- the lastgoodbye

He stepped outside and took his first breath, his very first breath in six years. He waved at the sea, and the sea waved back. Was he ever alive before this moment? It was kind of like coming down from the high point of a fever. He was laying in bed, feeling better than yesterday but worse than he ever had in his whole life. He began to regret missing the bucket; the stench of vomit in the carpet was too much. His teddy bear had just watched it all happen without a word; hopefully he’d clean the mess up later. Or sooner. Being burned alive would have been preferable. Or suffocated. Or starved, or drowned. Anything but this. He could on

Firesong by imkikyo, literature

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Firesong

He was born in the epicenter of a California wildfire, his heart of gold melted and poured into a ribcage-shaped mold and left by the firefighters to cool. His eyes were as green as the forest where he was conceived, and his hair was as black as the forest after his delivery. They said his arms and legs were fallen branches with embers trapped inside, so he always was warm to the touch. He was a charmer in chilly Seattle, the cold waters of the Sound paralyzing his bones but still inevitably pulling him in. His voice would draw crowds like a tourist attraction, and his smile made a friend of anyone who came within three feet of him. They sai

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running toward from you by imkikyo, literature

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running toward from you

the Life of Princess Elana by imkikyo, literature

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the Life of Princess Elana

... like a face without stars. by imkikyo, literature

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... like a face without stars.

the proper way to suck and die by imkikyo, literature

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the proper way to suck and die

the cold winds of Despair by imkikyo, literature

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the cold winds of Despair

the next Unseen Dream by imkikyo, literature

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the next Unseen Dream

I would go most anywhere by imkikyo, literature

the firstwave- the lastgoodbye by imkikyo, literature

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the firstwave- the lastgoodbye

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Gunslinger of Manhattan

I'm a gunslinger. Gun at my side and ammo in my mouth, I take on the world. I come from the West, where the mountains rise like giants and the wind is sweeter than honey. The city is no match for me! With pearly-whites and shine on my gun, I take on the world. I've never hurt a soul. What good is a gunslinger then? Even with a gun and bullets, I stride down this metropolitan, shamed as all can be. My boots click the pavement like a sad metronome, knocked out of shape from previous escapades. The city-slickers look at me with their black suits and ties, trying to find some meaning in my existence. Some things don't need a reason to exist, an

our reflection by TheDeathofAramis, literature

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our reflection

she stands on the stage- her face a collage of all the worst moments of your life. the saddest most pitiful thing you will ever see all that heartbreak written in her face you almost want to scream out 'no, stop;' because once is enough you don't want to read it again. because a knife hurts worse when you pull it out, not when you are stabbed. ................................................... she's in the spotlights- and the way her eyes sparkle, it's as if they were choreographed to the overture of

a letter not meant to be read by TheDeathofAramis, literature

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a letter not meant to be read

dear ///-------------=, it rained today and i thought of you. i wanted to go walk in it, but the parents said 'no'. lightning and i aren't the best of friends. how am i feeling? that's a very simple question with a not-so-simple answer. is "waiting for something that may not exist" sufficient? no? well, then i guess my heart is a secret. what does the moon look like from where you are? sometimes it seems it'll swallow me whole - spit me out where everything makes sense and

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anthropomorphism by imkikyo, literature

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anthropomorphism

I sleep inside your closet. Your old winter coats share stories with me because we have something in common: you haven’t touched us in years. You grew up, and you didn’t need a jacket to stay warm, and you didn’t need a girl to play house with. I remember the old adage when I wear your shoes. They are six sizes too big and they don’t even have imprints of your toes in them, because they are your dress shoes, your dance shoes, your rain boots. Finally I find that I fit comfortably into the tennis shoes you outgrew eight years ago, but all I can judge from your little toeprints is that you hated show-and-tell because you ne

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imkikyo

About imkikyo

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United States
Deviant for 18 years
She / Her

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fooled you. that isn't me. I'm the one on the right.

I am:
left-handed
long-haired
short
female
half Chinese, half white
living fifty years too late
Shinto, if any religion
a domestic goddess in training
an avid believer that everyone/thing is beautiful
independent in belief
dependent in practice.

I love:
my beautiful friends
my father
words
Earth
alternative
courage
freedom
beauty.

I don't love:
human arrogance
science and scientists
meeting new people
idiocy
lies
[radical] liberals
American politicians
common misconceptions
restrictions.

Current Residence: Bixby Canyon Bridge
Favourite genre of music: Something pretty, with meaningful/beautiful lyrics, vocals, and/or instrumentals.
Favourite photographer: Nirrimi! :D
Operating System: Rest in peace, my beautiful HP laptop.
MP3 player of choice: Musicmatch Junkbox
Wallpaper of choice: One I made.
Favourite cartoon character: There are too many to list, really.
Personal Quote: Jeg vil til å kreve din deilige håndledd med min kropp.

Favourite Visual Artist

Idunno, probably Savvy.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Death Cab For Cutie, the Postal Service, Owl City, Blue October, All-American Rejects, Maroon 5, etc

Favourite Writers

Nee-san.

Favourite Games

Anything with a good plot. *cough.hackcough*

Favourite Gaming Platform

Mostly handheld, some PS2.

Tools of the Trade

The green pen, the notebook with the blue cover, and the keyboard.

Other Interests

Anything with a good plot. Or a bad plot, if I'm in a mood for lulz.

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imkikyo

Apr 21, 2010

hey whoah guys

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anyone looking for my writing (which is what I'm really here for) should look in the direction of shebledgreenink (https://www.deviantart.com/shebledgreenink) ~shebledgreenink (https://www.deviantart.com/shebledgreenink):iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::iconshebledgreenink::ic

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imkikyo

Sep 23, 2009

holy crap guys

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to those of you who are still watching this account: holy craaaaap, DLD. I was NOT expecting that. to all who favorited and commented, thank you so much. that piece is a personal favorite, so the recognition means a ton. and stuff. thank you thank you thank you. http://imkikyo.deviantart.com/art/anthropomorphism-112950971 the featured piece. shebledgreenink (https://www.deviantart.com/shebledgreenink) the new account. that's still my main base of operations, but since the feature was on this account I had to thank you here as well as there.

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imkikyo

Aug 25, 2009

screw it

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I'm moving. done with this inbetween junk. shebledgreenink (https://www.deviantart.com/shebledgreenink) I'll still be on every now and then. leaving my fan works up for people to enjoy, but I want to get away from them. it's funny how so many people seem to join deviantart in a phase and either leave or move once they grow out of it. I admit, I did it for the animeeez, but it's different now. Iloveyou!

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Hi Asyia

Asyia? Dat you?

This is months late, but I wanted to thank you for the fave!

Jessi-kun

Sep 23, 2009

i saw you on org LIX forums and i had to add you on deviantART >

imkikyo

Sep 23, 2009

thank you!
this account won't be very active; I'll be using it for fan work and not much else. if you're interested in my serious work, that's been moved to ~shebledgreenink.

Killian-Darkhunter

Aug 11, 2009

TAG! (see my journal)

mothfather

Jul 28, 2009

I LOVE YOU