They say that the happiest place on Earth is Disneyland. They obviously havent been in your arms
Hey, and welcome to Lovers of Love!
This group is for all you romatics out here on DA. Whether you write romatic stories/fanfictions/poems, draw romantic scenes, create anything to do with romance and love in general, and are a true romantic at heart, then this is the group for you!
We accept anything here that has anything to do with romance/love/passion etc.
I want this to be a really fun group for you all, and I want everyone to
get along, make friends and be able to show off their work and get good coments, crituqes and ways to improve. So there are a few rules.
Hey! Don't roll your eyes!
No swearing/flaming or being insensitive to anyone or their artwork.
I am really strong about this one, and if I catch anyone doing to this to another person, you will be kicked out of the group. I'm serious. I want this to be a fun place for you all, and I dont want you guys put down or insulted.
Please submit your artwork to the right folder!
I think you guys will be able to do this though, as all folders will be labled clearly, eg. 'Fanfictions', 'Stories', 'Poems' etc.
If there is no folder for your particular kind of work, please message me, and I will set up a folder for you
Oh, please try not to submit into the 'Featured' folder. That's where competition winners work will be put, and/or work that we think should be looked at
Keep it PG 13! Or at least put a warning in! C:
Haha I think that one speaks for itself. We accept anything over here at Lovers Of Love, but if it is for mature audiences only, or slightly more erm...provocative please put a warning. Thank you!
Any pairings are allowed here.
Exactly what it says, gay/straight couples are both welcome. Love can happen between anybody right?
Yes...that is a rule
I think that's all for now (see it's not many rules) and I hope you have fun over here at Lovers Of Love!
My love for you is higher than the sky, and deeper than the deep blue sea
Imogen's Love LetterMy dearest Issac,Imogen's Love Letter by JessamineDiane
Oh how wonderful you are... Oh how dashingly handsome and funny and charismatic and brave and masculine you are, you most brilliant specimen of man....
Yeah. Whatever. It's your turn to do the dishes.
And to cook the tea. And for God's sake stop leaving the toilet seat up!
Love and kisses, Immi
Fat Tuesday and Lenten SacrificesA 69-word erotic weight-gain taleFat Tuesday and Lenten Sacrifices by growinluvhandles
Danyel loved getting into all the boys' pants. And at the Fat Tuesday church supper, she displayed her other carnal desire a lust for fattening desserts. The next day, the priest crossed her forehead with ashes, and she decided to give up sex for Lent. A major sacrifice for her.
Unfortunately, she replaced sex with chocolate and cheesecake. And by Easter, Danyel couldn't even get into her own pants.
Inspired by a Pancake Supper....
I Met My Love Before I was BornI Met My Love Before I was Born by JuliannaTala
After Excalibur was pulled from the stone and the coronation of the boy-king Arthur, the construction of Camelot had finally ended after a little more than a year. And with that come the full blow effects of the retrieval of Excalibur and the new king, the completion of Camelot, and the union of the segregated lands conjoined into one massive celebration which lasted for three days and three nights.
On the fourth day, the boy-king Arthur had gathered the greatest warriors of noble background and gave each of them the title 'Knight'; and thus came to be Knights of the Round Table. Soon enough after a few court settlings and clan disputes, it became clear as to who became the King's right hand man and leader of the knights: Sir Lionel of Longshore*. With his strong sense of duty, loyalty, and honor to and for Camelot and its King, it was seen as no wonder for him to be name leading knight of the Table.
Now about four months later, the festival of the Winter Solstic
Valentines DanceValentines Dance by PrettyShadowj28
Come one Come all to this excited event
The event that you & your lover will never forget
The event that your heart will go threw
The event where your dream will come true
Tonight is the night where true love comes in
Tonight is the night is where your fantasy begin
Some men wears black white or red tuxedo outfit
While women wears pink , white , red, or black beautiful gorgeous evening gown
As the music starts playing hand to hand then take a bow
As they start dancing you could the happiest look in their face
Every joy,every laughter, every tears ,every sorrow,every peace is all over the place
Please dance with me , be with me ,stay me
Valentine Kisses(Romance and chocolate in rhyming Haiku-style verses)Valentine Kisses by growinluvhandles
Kisses are quite sweet
delivered by a lover
who knows what you think.
Yet sweeter Kisses
which will plumpen your belly
come from Hershey's Inc.
Love your chocolate
and all that it delivers.
Self-righteous, be not.
Those bodies rounded
with Valentine's chocolate,
are chubby and hot.
With lover's kisses,
feast in lustful gluttony,
your desires indulge.
And from Hershey's
twenty-five calories each,
eat Kisses and bulge.
So, into the trash,
the flowers, the greeting cards,
cherubs, you may dump.
But devour Kisses
and all chocolates. Indeed,
grow pleasingly plump.
I Like Big Guts "I Like Big Guts and I Cannot Lie"I Like Big Guts by growinluvhandles
with thanks (and apologies) to Sir Mix-A-Lot
I like big
I like big
I like big guts and I cannot lie
Big guts and I cannot lie
Big guts and I cannot
Guts and I cannot
Guts, guts, guts, guts,
Guts and I cannot lie
I like em round and big
I like em girl guts big
I like em round and big
I like em round like a pig
Big guts and I cannot lie
You chubby lovers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an jiggly wiggly waist
Your eyes pop out of your face
Her gut's hung
You lookin so tough
Cause you notice that gut is stuffed
Bulgin over the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh, baby I wanna cook with ya
And bake and taste with ya
Make homefries, mix cupcake batter
And that gut you got
Gonna get fatter
Ooh, ooh, ooh, plumpened smooth belly
You say you wanna eat my jelly
Have me, have me, you aint that average fatty
I've seen her prancin'
Shimmyin' and dancin'
She's chub, tub, got it goin like a belly rub
I'm tired of
The Day After Valentine's DayA 69-word erotic taleThe Day After Valentine's Day by growinluvhandles
Marie's body is spent but warm, full and soft, sated. She writhes ecstatically, engulfed in orgasmic afterglow. She licks her bittersweet lips, smiles at her naked curves. She is full of love but hungers for more.
Reaching across bed, she finds only disappointment -- four empty heart-shaped boxes. Struggling to button her jeans, Marie dreams of pleasures to come. And prays Wal-Mart still has Valentine candy on sale.
NOTE: this is a 69-word erotic short-short story for those weight-gain erotica readers who have short attention spans...You can probably eat a couple pieces of chocolate as you read this.
I did some research for this story. Check it out:
BBC article which says chocolate has same chemicals as brain produces in orgasm:
A chocolate that guarantees orgasm. Oh my!
Globe and Mail interview with Joan S
Snow dance (Jack & Elsa poetry)Snow dance by PrettyShadowj28
Jack take Elsa to the icy mountain where they stand
They’re look at each others take their hand take a bow & then they started to dance
Round & round & round they go
While they're dancing it’s started to snow
The more they’re dancing the more it’s continued to snow
When they stop nobody knows
Jack takes Elsa to the sky
As they dancing to way up high Jack could see Elsa beautiful eyes
But when Elsa open her eyes
She didn’t realized she could fly
That’s because Jack drag her w
*Edit* CONTEST!!! 8D *READ PLEASE* HUGE CHANGES!!!Edit: READ THIS PLEASE!!!!! THERE ARE SOME HUGE CHANGES FROM ME, Aquathebuizel*Edit* CONTEST!!! 8D *READ PLEASE* HUGE CHANGES!!! by Aquathebuizel
Edit 2: The deadline is on April 20!!!!! Don't forget!!!!!!! 8DDDDDD
So, hey, it's MelaneytheMew here.
Aqua told me not to upload this because we weren't finished, but I did anyways >:3
Yeah, I'm writing this for Aqua because she wanted me too, but then...she didn't...but whatever!!
Alright, this time, I won't rant on about her contest xx3
Ok, so we have 2 categories!! Let's get right into that~
~Cheerful and nice
~Relaxed and easygoing
~Bold and sarcastic
~Nice and humorous
~SO CUTE Strong and sweet
~Sweet and PURPLE!!!! Yup, purple B) Also, kind-hearted
~Cute and playful
~Perservering and adventorous
~Sexy xxDD Idk what to put here xxxD Sarcas
The KissHe leaned in and i leaned in.The Kiss by LadyXaim
But she was there to capture the moment
With her noisy camera and jingling set of keys.
And that made it less magical.
She took a picture of our kiss,
When she wasn't even suppoed to be there.
She intruded on our special moment.
This guy and I.
He leaned in and I leaned in.
The moment our lips touched I felt a spark.
It was sensational.
And my heart was his.
*Click* The camera flashed.
And the beginning of happily ever after was posted on Facebook.
Everyone knew what we discovered.
That we were in love.
That's alright though.
Because he knows.
And I know how we feel about each other.
So now we're together.
What a perfect first kiss.
When We Were Friends What's left to say? I keep thinking there's one more thing, and then one more. The bottom line is, she's not attracted to me. So then the crime is life. I should be six feet tall. I should be 20 pounds lighter. I should have a career I'm committed to. And I think, if I became more of what she wants, if I were just a little closer, would that be enough to make the difference?When We Were Friends by DerelictVampire
"I have a pain right here," and I point to my chest. Norma gives me some sort of homeopathic salve and says, "This always helps me." But it won't work; I am heart sick.
"I love you," she once said. But her love is in her lungs like a breeze. Nothing for me wells from her heart. Nothing.
I'm a bad novel, a bad writer, a bad artist. All the images rehash
I thought she loved meI Thought She Loved MeI thought she loved me by Erik-Tan
My name is Isabelle--I'm a teenage girl on the cusp of adulthood and I'm in hell. Literally, and figuratively. Now, before you start considering me a whackadoo please listen to my story. I am the daughter of an unlikely pair--the one and only Mephistopheles and his latest bride, the half-angel Morgan. This means my current location is well... the underworld.
Now that we've established the literal of my torment, let's discuss the figurative. Having Mephisto for a father comes with limitation; I'm not as free as you might expect. Like any father that cares for his spawn, he's strict, and perhaps a bit more than a mortal father might be... especially in the department of love in my case.
My twin (and older brother by a few minutes) Daemon is pretty much left alone by him to do as he pleases--I can't COUNT how many girls I've seen him with! But as soon as I'M in a relationship, he's flipped his rocker twice over. Protective of D
I Like Your EyesShe had always liked my eyes. When we were talking she would suddenly look at me and say "I like your eyes". Even when we were just sitting quietly she would just say it, out of the blue. "Your eyes are amazing" she said. "The way that they are dark blue in the middle and light around the outside...it's beautiful"I Like Your Eyes by SilverTidalWave
Needless to say, my eyes were probably my most favourite thing about me now.
We'd been friends for most of our lives, Carla and I. Ever since kindergarten, where the first thing she had said to me was "I like your eyes". All through primary, all through intermediate, all through our first two years at high-school we'd always been together.
I sighed and stretched out on the soft grass, placing my arms behind my head and closing my eyes. Carla was sitting next to me, singing quietly and brushing my hair out of my face every so often. I sighed again at her soft touch.
We weren't dating. She'd never date a guy like me. But it didn't stop me from hoping...wishing...dreaming a
|The fate of your heart is YOUR choice, and no one else gets to vote.|
|More Journal Entries|