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(Sand moves in tidal waves across my skin
Shall we dare to let this- my holding is
The forgotten, and you'll lay with me
forever, again-)
Out on the waves, in the merciless deep,
The weight of your hand my kisses shall keep,
Oft as our breathing our movements shall be
Held in swift sway by the swoon of the sea.
Lay hands on my breast and say what you see
Deep in your mind as we dance, as we flee,
Give me your mouth and I'll ask not for air,
Give me your tongue and for bread I'll ne'er care,
Breathe into me as the night sways us on,
Tossed by the sea, the fire burns long
Kiss me an hour, then lay me to rest
Down in our power, down on your chest.
Rest me in flames the color of night,
Demand of me all the passions and light
Come to me quick to feast with our eyes
And lay hands on treasure beyond any prize.
Shall we dare to let this- my holding is
The forgotten, and you'll lay with me
forever, again-)
Out on the waves, in the merciless deep,
The weight of your hand my kisses shall keep,
Oft as our breathing our movements shall be
Held in swift sway by the swoon of the sea.
Lay hands on my breast and say what you see
Deep in your mind as we dance, as we flee,
Give me your mouth and I'll ask not for air,
Give me your tongue and for bread I'll ne'er care,
Breathe into me as the night sways us on,
Tossed by the sea, the fire burns long
Kiss me an hour, then lay me to rest
Down in our power, down on your chest.
Rest me in flames the color of night,
Demand of me all the passions and light
Come to me quick to feast with our eyes
And lay hands on treasure beyond any prize.
Literature
Falling...
Fall comes in with gusty winds And departs trailing A glistening, misty veil. Outside all is grey, Making my eyes heavy As the humming drumming Patters on, Lulling me to sleep...
Literature
Massive Meals For Monica [Three Houses WG]
HUGE SPOILERS FOR THREE HOUSES I’M TALKING HUGER SPOILERS THAN MONICA’S GUT LMAO “Monica….we need to talk. Now.” Edelgard said sternly, approaching the red-headed girl outside of the Garreg Mach dorms. Said red-headed girl was ‘Monica Von Ochs’ as she was known, however her real name was Kronya, and she was one of the Agarthans, otherwise known as ‘Those Who Slither In The Dark’, a race of people before the current inhabitants of Fodlan, who seeked revenge on the goddess who had ‘wronged’ them so long ago. Kronya had replaced the previous year’s student Monica, to assume their plan. “Oh yeah? What’s the problem Edelgard?” Monica asked, turning to the house leader. “You and I both know that question doesn’t need answering.” Edelgard scowled a little, her eyes looking directly at Monica’s midsection. There was no denying it, the impostor student was fat, with her belly alone outweighing the future empress who was standing across from her. The plan that Edelgard and the Agarthans had came up with together involved assassinating the leader of the Knights of Seiros shortly before having Edelgard assume the throne and attack Garreg Mach Monastery, in order to overthrow the Church of Seiros, fulfilling a mutual interest between them of the removal of the church. Only problem was something that neither of them could’ve predicted. The Black Eagles’s teacher, Professor Byleth, taking a large interest in Monica, presumably believing that Monica truly had been kidnapped last year like the rest of the school, and wanting to treat her nicely. One of the biggest ways that Byleth would often talk with their students, was through eating meals together with them, sometimes multiple meals a day even! So, Byleth had invited Monica to a meal, a meal that changed the entire course of Monica’s life from then on. Being an Agarthan had many, many downsides, largely due to them being forced to live underground. One of these was a lack of most foods, Kronya being forced to eat technologically made gruel that consisted of nothing but nutrients, with little to no flavour to be found. Monica sat across from Byleth at the meal, next to one of the other black eagles, Monica would’ve just agreed to give the food to Edelgard, unfortunately Byleth had chosen the somewhat eccentric and sleepy Linhardt von Herving as their second dining partner, meaning that Monica had no real choice but to eat the meal in front of them. Linhardt had a polite smile, eating the sweets in front of him. “This is one of my favourites, thank you Professor.” He turned to Monica, with some small concern on her face. “Normally I often have to be on the receiving end of Caspar’s simply revolting eating, I would say this is a change of pace…but I must ask, are you alright Monica?” He asked, seeing Monica not having taken a bite. “I’m fine! Fine, really…just, thinking a little…” With a nervous gulp, trying to fit the role of a normal, happy student, Monica took a bite of the nice sorbet in front of her, her eyes immediately opening wide, beginning to shovel the rest of the sorbet in rather quickly. For centuries, Kronya had only eaten the bare minimum of food, in both quantity and flavour, she had tried her hardest to resist eating any of Fodlan’s food, as to avoid any sort of attachment, but upon that first bite, she considered herself a fool as to have resisted so long. Without much thought behind it, Monica quickly devoured the rest of the peach sorbet, quickly finishing it all off, both Linhardt and Byleth looking at her in shock. “Well I guess I can take back what I said…you and Caspar both eat in that shocking way…” Linhardt shook his head whilst Monica giggled, despite being a little embarrassed, Kronya had always been a free spirit who cared more for her own indulgence than anything else. “Heh, Professor, that was lovely! I would love it to eat with you again sometime!” And so, she did. Byleth found out that Monica was the only one of their students who could eat more than one meal a day, mainly because she wanted to try all she could. Monica ate with most if not all students, Ferdinand Von Aegir, Petra, Dorothea, Edelgard and even some of the students from other houses such as Hilda, Lorenz, Mercedes and pretty much everyone. Before long, everyone knew Monica von Ochs as the huge, insatiable glutton of Garreg Mach Monastery. She didn’t care what sort of meal it was, whether it was something larger and meaty that a girl like Leonie would like, or a nice, sweet treat that someone like Lysithea would enjoy, Monica ate it with glee, not stopping to consider the consequences of indulging herself to this level. Monica had put on a lot of weight. Her chin had became multiple, covering her neck in rings of fat, with some sweat and food remnants to top it off, her breasts had swelled to a size more reminiscent of beach balls, but even describing them as that was an understatement. It was at this size that Edelgard had to step in, her plan was damaged enough but now…it was on the verge of an entire failure. “You and I both know that question doesn’t need answering.” Edelgard scowled a little, seeing Monica casually shove some snacks into her mouth. “You’ve put the entire plan into jeopardy Monica! And for what, your own obscene gluttony?” She asked, prodding Monica’s gut, watching the boulder of cellulite and blubber wobble. “I did it for..well, funsies! Being holed up in a cave for more years than you can possibly imagine gets boring!! So, I got to have a little fun, have some yummy food and…even get some friends…” Monica nervously admitted at the end, she was actually quite lonely beforehand, but now…the professor and to a much lesser extent the rest of the Black Eagles were her friends in a way! “I don’t really feel like going back! I just wanna live this new life instead! One where I get to eat, eat, eat…ok there’s a lot of eating involved but…it’s what I love most!” Even though she had fully assumed the role of Monica, Kronya was still the carefree, indulgent girl she always was. Edelgard just stood there, her mouth agape and her mouth open in shock. This had been her life’s work for as long as she could remember, and here Monica was, throwing it all away for her own indulgence. Monica just shoved another few snacks into her mouth, causing her gargantuan cheeks to ripple. “Anyways, I’ll be off, me and Professor Byleth are gonna have another meal, see you~” Monica giggled, waddling off, her fat rump jiggling incessantly, even through her skirt, destined to grow and grow forever, just like the rest of her would, all thanks to one, single meal.
Literature
Hard as a Rock - Part 1
Emily: [It’s another beautiful day. A day that will shine on our little Shiny Eevee and his good friend, Kates. Oh, wait. They haven’t woken up yet.]
Jane: Kates! Rock! It’s time for breakfast.
Kates: *wakes up* Breakfast! *wags her tail* Come on, Rocky! It’s breakfast time!
Rock: *wakes up and shakes his head* Is it really morning already?
Kates: Morning is morning to me. Let’s go!
Kates runs downstairs.
Rock: *smacks his lips* I sure hope waking up at this time is worth it.
Rock walks downstairs to see Jane, Reg, Sophia, and Kates having their breakfast.
Kates: Yummy! These pancakes are delish!
Sophia: The
Suggested Collections
** Updated with 
's brilliant suggestion**
WARNING!!!! I suppose this is PG13 or, well, probably R, for suggested sexual content.
Oh man, I don't know if I like this one so much or not... I LOVE THE PIC THOUGH.
Anyway, this is my first actually (what I would consider anyway.. but I have tame sensibilities...) erotic poem, which of course means it goes to great lengths to suggest and says very little.
Blame
for this one if you're offended, as she fairly DEMANDED I post this. I DID warn you, though...
Yeah, Johnny Depp is all over the icon because this was inspired by PoTC and that beautiful Captain Jack Sparrow. Of course, it goes well beyond that and straight into the realm of who-knows-where, and in the end has a lot more to do with the romance of the high seas than any character or story in particular.
Kinda sonnetish pattern, almost.
Enough of me rambling.
-yuni-
's brilliant suggestion**WARNING!!!! I suppose this is PG13 or, well, probably R, for suggested sexual content.
Oh man, I don't know if I like this one so much or not... I LOVE THE PIC THOUGH.
Anyway, this is my first actually (what I would consider anyway.. but I have tame sensibilities...) erotic poem, which of course means it goes to great lengths to suggest and says very little.
Blame
for this one if you're offended, as she fairly DEMANDED I post this. I DID warn you, though...Yeah, Johnny Depp is all over the icon because this was inspired by PoTC and that beautiful Captain Jack Sparrow. Of course, it goes well beyond that and straight into the realm of who-knows-where, and in the end has a lot more to do with the romance of the high seas than any character or story in particular.
Kinda sonnetish pattern, almost.
Enough of me rambling.
-yuni-
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That's so wonderful. No, honestly, this is the best poem I've seen in a LONG long time.
"Held in swift sway by the swoon of the sea." is my favorite line. It just... has rhythm, wonderful imagery, and alliteration all in one line
I agree with brianne, this is a very erotic poem, but it's very well done. I'll be addin' it to mah faves
"Held in swift sway by the swoon of the sea." is my favorite line. It just... has rhythm, wonderful imagery, and alliteration all in one line
I agree with brianne, this is a very erotic poem, but it's very well done. I'll be addin' it to mah faves