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Ave Santo Ego by JonathanChanutomo Ave Santo Ego :iconjonathanchanutomo:JonathanChanutomo 65 21
Literature
Pansexuality
     I think out of all of the different types of sexualities, Pansexuality is probably either the most unknown or the most shamed.
     Sure, Homosexuals of all kind usually unite together, but some bisexual or lesbian or gay people look down on Pansexuality. And a lot of Heterosexuals in the first place look down on anything related to that.
     A lot of pledged gay men and women just think of being a Pansexual ludicrous because obvious you can only like one or two genders in their book. Heterosexuals aren't the only ones who hate on gays! A decent sized portion of the Homosexual community 'hates' on pansexuals and transgenders and polyamerous people. Polyamery isn't even considered to be homosexual, a lot of straight people are polyamerous... AND PROUD!
     Pansexuals are known negatively to being people who 'can't make up their mind' about what gender to choose from. It's not a gam
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Literature
Creeping Insanity -Catcher-
Ice blue eyes glared at the top hat sailing through the air, floating slowly down to be caught by nimble fingers, only to have the action repeated,only now the eyes were deep orange, with red tinging the pupils.
Catcher sighed, pulling out a needle that was pinned into his hat. He extracted the thread from his pocket, wound it through the needle, and winced as he patched the spot on his shoulder where red-stained cotton was fuzzing around the cut.
He knew it would come apart in a few days, but it was suitable for now, he supposed, with a sigh. He bit off the end of the thread and knotted it in place.
The rose stem by his hand pricked him slightly. He jerked his hand up to narrow his eyes at the blood and white fluff welling there, wondering why he couldn't seem to keep his body from literally coming apart at the seams. He brought his index finger to his lips, sucking absently at the blood.
He was drained again. The last fight had drained him. He smirked at the tiny, pale cherub before
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Literature
Love me, Love me.
"Luna," Catcher whispered, looking at his hands. "It's me, Luna. Please."
The woman shook her head, closing her eyes and letting a tear slip down her cheek. "You're not who I thought you were, Dreamcatcher."
Anger flared in him, and he saw in her face that it hurt her. "I'm me. ME! Wont you understand that you... Knowing... Doesn't change anything?"
She balled her hands into fists. "What else can I do?"
He rolled his eyes, pulling his hat off in a nervous habit of fidling with it. He wound the red silk ribbon on it around his fingers. "Ignore it. Lu-"
She winced at the nickname.
"Lu. Love me."
"You know I can't. I know what I am now."
"I what I am stopping me?"
"What you are has less... Restrictions. I'm not just a simple fortune teller anymore. We're enemies. You kill my kind."
He slammed a fist onto his knee in frustration. "You had no idea of that two days ago! You are nothing without me, my love. You know that." He strode over to her, cupping a hand around her chin and drawing her
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Literature
Yours Forever, Dreamcatcher
Rain poured down on the dark,quiet street. Black combat boots splashed through puddles, and nimble fingers gracefully tossed a black top hat into the air before swiftly reaaching it out to catch it again. Straitening the collar of his brown leather jacket, Dreamcatcher sighed. Marshall should have been there by now.
A voice behind him didn't even startle the the young-looking man. He turned, facing a man who appeared to be a few years his senior. But Dreamcatcher was much, much older. Too old, murmured a weary voice in the back of his mind.
"Hello, Catcher," said the man, tugging at the cuff of his sleeve. He looked Catcher over. "New look, I see."
Dreamcatcher rolled his eyes. "Looking human is the only way to get around up here," he said, accents mingling unharmoniously on his tongue. "I'll be back to looking like an over-stuffed pincushion soon." He tossed the hat a final time before snatching it back to set it on his feathery, white-blond hair, wet from the rain.
"Always liked you
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Literature
Lovely Girl-Catcher-
A hiss escaped the patchwork cat's throat as his tail snagged on the ground, keeping him frozen in place as the Hell Hound raced toward him, blood foaming in the beast's mouth like saliva, the patchy brindle coat bristling. Catcher ducked out of the way, but not before yellow-white teeth closed around his tail and fabric away from bone. The Demon yowled.
"I fucking hate dogs," he yowled, turning to swat irregularly long claws over the Hound's muzzle. It yelped, jumping back and snarling, giving Catcher the chance to look over his mangled tail.
The damn thing had taken a patch of cloth! The bone stuck out, segments of his spine flicking as he swept his tail over the ground in irritation. Well, this couldn't be sewn together…
The Hound leaped again, forcing Catcher to roll out of the way and let his hat fall to the ground. He used his back legs to shove the the dog off of him, and finally succeeded in raking claws over the foul thing's chest. The beast howled, blood foaming at the c
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Trivial Thing -Catcher-
Catcher's hands were bleeding.
He grit his teeth and sighed shakily, watching blood trickle sickeningly down his wrists. The wall made a crunching sound as he dislodged his other fist from the plaster, feeling electricity crackle just beyond his fingers.
"Damn," he whispered gruffly, looking at the two holes in the wall of his very expensive hotel room. He picked his hat up off the ground and brushed rubble off it. A bitter, insane laugh broke through his lips as he thought of the reactions of the staff. Not his worst tantrum ever.
He was still laughing.
Though he didn't feel very good.
What kind of a creature sees so much, lives so long, and is so crippled by such a tiny, idiotic thing? How could something as trivial as love bring him to his knees in dry, vacant sobs, fingernails digging into the thin carpet and shredding it away? A silent wail broke his lips before it could burst his lungs.
He sat up, brought his knees to his chest and buried his face there, letting the cold feeling
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I Will Not Bow-Catcher- :iconwylderwolf:WylderWolf 2 18
Sooooo...
I'm fresh meat on DA and raw meat in the group category. So if i suck at this don't stone me.
Soo...
Meh.
That's all i got.
Well, like i said beefore. Me no bloggie before.

BYE! :iconbummyplz:
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WylderWolf Featured By Owner Oct 17, 2011  Student General Artist
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Yanamee Featured By Owner Oct 17, 2011  Student General Artist
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