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Poetry: 'Bladeheart' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Bladeheart'

Everything I’d sworn upon my own aegis of apathy to never again reveal is slipping unrestrained from my lips with the ease of a silken ribbon, sliding so rapidly through my war-calloused hand, though for grim death it grips and yet still the sensation of silk against my chrysalid skin, hardened and numb from years of agonizing cold exposure, is a gentle drifting sensation reminding me of breeze rolling in through my unbarred soul, back when it possessed the naive composure or lack thereof of flame, molten steel yet to be inured by treason. And the sheath securing my glass sabre of a heart –a blade savage, stalwart, shatterable

Short Story: 'Spine' by Saviikins, literature

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Short Story: 'Spine'

United Nations Headquarters, New York City [As Ezekiel Drake takes a seat opposite me, it becomes immediately apparent why he has been given the epithet ‘the Spine’ by the resistance cells. Standing at a formidable 6”10, he is a terrifying example of the devastation wrought by Engenomix Corps’ Genetic Augmentations. Sharp protrusions of bone; overgrowths jutting out from his spinal column are visible under his shirt, some being sharp enough to have already sliced through the material. His hands are bound in layers of gauze, but the clear, plasmatic fluid leaking from the skin around the ends of his talon-esque finger

Poetry: 'Lazarus' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Lazarus'

I’ve been burned by apathy, so white-hot it becomes an icy sear, frozen solid and then by a lurching shock shot so I shattered into a thousand shuddering pieces. I’ve been afflicted with the sickness of desire, hung by my own wretched guts twisted into a rope of guilt. I’ve seethed upon jealousy’s pyre and stumbled from the still-smouldering stake headlong into the blade of betrayal, so many knives in my back that each vertebrae sheathes steel. I’ve felt my soul’s spine snap with a sickening crack, under the footprints of all the world. Yet still I stand, snapping my broken neck back into place, peeling a

Poetry: 'Algorithm' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Algorithm'

You are my continuous algorithm; You consist of sharp planes, precise angles, Contrasting starkly to my chaotic form of rounded flesh and awkward skin, You are a perfect atomic arrangement driven by a fascinating soul, You’re the device that sets racing even the constant pace of time, Yet you calm the flutter of this anxious heart within. You were my inspiring lightning strike from the day our fates aligned; every inch of your brilliance is reflected in your eyes, as changing as the endless sea, But you are far more constant than fickle ocean, as reliable clockwork, as intricate is your mind. You are my strengthening steel y

Poetry: 'Like Death and Taxes' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Like Death and Taxes'

As each week ends, we trade five days for two, Five days spent meandering through the grey like trudging through thick mud, our limbs drag on As we struggle hard not to lapse behind the ceaseless march of the conglomerate to which we all fall in line and accept unquestionably. As each week starts, we awake in our thousands, all simultaneously possessing the same burning, seething ache for elsewhere, somewhere, anywhere else but where we are. For some, it is an ever exhausting climb to some peak of fleeting comfort or joy. But for those with no discernable end? It’s an endlessly labouring trek into an ever-retreating horizon. They say

Poetry: 'Envy' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Envy'

Malice and venom drown my swollen heart, made scarred and tumorous from envy’s flame. The poisonous fire forms a vital part of a lethal instinct I can’t reclaim. Born of passion, it is a lover’s shame, Far more vicious than any holy war; countless lives have been taken in its name. A sinful wound that festers in my core, hissing words of spite I cannot ignore. Words that are spat, like acid from my lips, Against both friend and rival, and yet the more my jealousy smoulders, the more I grieve, as though in vengeance, there is no reprieve.

Poetry: 'Rats' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Rats'

In dank, dim bars they swarm like sewer rats, Bedraggled and desperate in the dark. Necking bottled desolation in vats, Each and every hopeless soul bears the mark, of apathy’s lethargic touch, cold kiss. They gather like a horde of the Undead, Each one infected with ignorant bliss, Unaware their freedom hangs by a thread. They know not the power they could possess, How much influence this swarm could exert, How they could, in revolution, progress, But in dispassion, they remain inert. They never thought how rats could overthrow kings, And thus by choice remain in darkened dwellings.

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Poetry: 'Bladeheart' by Saviikins, literature

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Short Story: 'Spine' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Lazarus' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Algorithm' by Saviikins, literature

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Poetry: 'Like Death and Taxes' by Saviikins, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

June 7
United Kingdom
Deviant for 12 years

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Katt/Savii/Kae

Writer/Poet.
Steampunk-Cyberpunk hybrid.
Metalhead.
Marxist-Feminist Socialist.
Pansexual. Non-binary.
Warrior. Trained in MMA to break faces.
Norse Pagan, with Odin on my side.

Hailing from England, UK.

Studying Creative and Media Writing at University

I love:
Gaming
Writing/generally being creative
Fantasy Fiction,
ANYTHING involving zombies.
Totalitarian /Dystopian fiction/artwork
Metal and Alternative Music
Weapons of any and every variety.

Currently, I have three novels in the works, and I pretty much constantly have some form of poetry on the go.

Favourite Visual Artist

H.R Geiger

Favourite Movies

Pan's Labyrinth, Moulin Rouge, the Corpse Bride, V for Vendetta

Favourite TV Shows

Dr Who, the Walking Dead

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Ensiferum, Enter Shikari, Emilie Autumn, Senses Fail, Scar Symmetry, Amon Amarth, Muse, Rasputina, Unwoman, Clutch, Sylosis

Favourite Books

Daughter of Smoke and Bone, the entire Song of Ice and Fire series

Favourite Writers

G.D Falksen

Favourite Games

Bioshock 1, 2 and Infinite, Darksiders (best games ever <3), Saint's Row the Third, Star Wars: the Old Republic, Warcraft, Skyrim, Dead Island

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Other Interests

Writing, Roleplaying, Mixed Martial Arts

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Jan 19, 2014

30 'days' of character development

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So! After the last OC questions meme I answered, Reaper found himself a fangirl. ;3 so I'm going to write this about him again, because he's my current 'author's pet'. The writers among us will know that feel. The character's name is Lazarus 'Reaper' Fallon, and he's an ex-merc now working for a top secret organisation dealing with the supernatural. See my previous journal for a bit more backstory on him. 1.)Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no? His father has been dead since he was five; he doesn't r

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Jan 15, 2014

OC meme: was tagged

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1. Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your OCs. 2. Tag five people to do this meme! 3. Tell people that they been tagged with a link from your journal. ____________________________________________________________ Characters: Not gonna do a WoW one. Well, this guy DOES have a WoW incarnation. His name is Lazarus 'Reaper' Fallon (known to his comrades as just plain 'Reaper'; that was the name his commander gave to him, either as a sly jab at the amount of people he's killed, or the fact that the man's father supposedly came back from the dead. Reaper is a former mercenary, head-hunted by S.W.O.R.D, an organisation devoted to th