In Good HandsIn Good Hands56 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
They say in Almoyor that the World was molded by a mystical ancient. The Life Tinker, as the fable states, had a son, whom he loved with all his heart. And so it came to pass that when the Tinker's baby grew into a child, the Crafter of All saw it fit to mold into creation the most splendid of playthings for his son. That wondrous toy was Almoyor, the Bridge of Realities. Into his creation the Tinker poured his endless love and compassion, reflected in the gentle breezes through the fertile Al'mot Prairies. His passion and confidence was forged into the land, but while his creation had seemed flawless, a saboteur weaved a fragment of itself into the mold. The Tinker, no matter how vigorously he smote the thought down, would forever be afraid -- afraid for his child’s future. This dreadful doubt seeped beneath the soils of Almoyor, perhaps to awaken someday in a cataclysmic upheaval. For that is, in essence, one of t
My Sunshine - The Death of the Wish Demon You are my sunshine...My Sunshine - The Death of the Wish Demon2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
My only sunshine...
You make me happy...
When skies are grey...
You'll never know, dear...
How much I love you...
Please don't take my...
The song, a blistering lullaby befalling his fading consciousness. She was there before him, but he was having a hard time seeing her now. The lack of oxygen was dizzying, the sand trickling down over his shoulder, resting at his neck as it continued to flood.
A small, ill-humoured thought crossed his mind as the sands reached his chin, a pain in his heart as a weak smile crept to his face.
'At least I don't have to hold myself up...' he viciously mused to himself. His strength was depleted, he felt like a hollowed out shell trapped, the essence of his unempathetic emotions caught inside as he was moments from drowning in sand. His body had gone numb from the weight crushing him.
And all that he could see was
C-D Destruction Event RP #2 - Norn and Eleanor:iconeleanoreaston: Eleanor had finally gotten all her weights all moved in. The round weights were much different that the ones that Sav had already in the weight tent. She had to make her own wooden crate to hold them all. She didn't need them running away again...C-D Destruction Event RP #2 - Norn and Eleanor3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She pulled her headless mannequin off the ground and started loosening up the joints. She was going to practice for her show case to Mr. Dark. She had been nervous about just performing for crowds. With Mr. Dark watching, she was scared she'd lose her job if she messed up...
:iconnornsplz: Norn had just come back from the bar. He needed a drink to take care of all of the stress that was mucking him up on the inside, but now that he's gotten his drink, now he needed something else to distract his mind from his current problems. He saw the weight tent, and decided that maybe a few reps would do the trick, and he walked inside.
:iconeleanoreaston: Eleanor sat in a back corner and didn't notice when Norm walked in.
First Exposure to the Vivid IllusionBy Snicker Doodle Arts™First Exposure to the Vivid Illusion3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ball room became quite lively as the orchestra played a brilliant and boisterous piece. Laughs and small talk ceased as the music became the focal point of the gathering’s guests. Ravishing costumes and colourful people danced in elegant patterns that only the most graceful of creatures could manage. That is, if they weren’t the few that had a bit too many glasses of spirit that night. Gold and velvet purple swirled and swayed along the walls, floors, and people. Lights of the chandeliers and jewels caused a dream-like sparkle to resonate the grand halls.
But, there I was, simply observing the crowds without a care in the world. I made my seventeenth graceful yawn into my glove that night at that moment. For the life of me, I could not remember what got me so tried. Perhaps the partying each night? No, I’d gotten into such a habit that surely my body just naturally adjusted to running on two hours of sleep each night. No wonder we wer
Samhain (complete)For what may have been the thousandth time in her life, Julia Nantes walked down the walkway to her apartment, starring furiously at her Y-Phone the whole time. Her anger was directed at a single fact a friend of hers on Just4Yu had sent her: The Y-Phone 5D was going to be $50 more than the previous model.Samhain (complete)4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“How dare Mango treat its loyal fanbase like this!” Julia shouted into, and onto, her phone. “Do they not realize that now I'll have to use my credit card?”
“I know it's like sooo crazy,” Julia's friend replied. “But, like, what can you do a butt it? Sorry, I meant about.”
“I know full well what I'm doing!” Julia grinned, as she pushed the 'show-off' button.
In no time at all, Julia typed out a scathing attack on Mango, filled with sarcasm in all one hundred fifty five characters, Just before launching her strike, Julia decided to immortalize it by taking a quick picture of herself, and then using it as the post photo. While
Asking Sarius10 -Questions and answers: Sarius SmaugAsking Sarius4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
1-What's your full name?
Sarius: Sarius Bubos Draconis Smaug, Sarius Smaug for short.
2-What's your favorite food?
Sarius: Pork, beef, chicken drumsticks but the hot ones.
3-Favorite kind of music?
Steampunk, rock, hard rock, rockabilly and classic music.
My son Edward Smaug.
5- Do you like these questions?
Would you like a barrier stuck into your arse? that's how it feels, these questions are annoying!.
6-Mustard or mayonaise?
I like mayonaise more than mustard.
7- How tall are you?
6,2 feet high.
9- Favorite quote?
"Religion keeps the poor from killing the rich". Napoleon
10- Married or single?
Ascension Falling...Ascension4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The wind rushing past me
Past my crumpled, limp, wings
I had succeeded in my mission
Avenge and protect
My precious Margo-chan
To protect my family
After Margo-chan's resurrection
She stays by my side
Today is the last day she will stay beside me
To fight beside me
Against my father
My Margo-chan, my beautiful Margo-chan
I'll be your Guardian Angel
As the ground rushes closer
I see my Margo-chan
Trying to save me
Trying to reach me in time
No avail as I fall no more
No more Falling...
My Margo-chan weeps
Unable to say anything, struggling for breath
I smile, my teeth and fangs
No more Falling...
As I feel my heartbeat slow
I drew my final breath
My Margo-chan broke
No more Falling...
As I ascend
For my Ascension
At The Edge of the HoltI walked through the woods counting leaves of melancholy as they fluttered in the breeze trapped within bruised ventricles. My aortas gurgled as they heaved a brine of uncertainty. My veins turned in on themselves like briars ripped from a Rose bush. My blood leaked through porous limbs and pooled in the dipping of my tongue where I swallowed salt as if a liqueur brewed from tears.At The Edge of the Holt5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was out from the city that I wandered, carrying in my mind – so full of puss – the bitter memories of pain. Whispers of souls I had touched – who my splinters had lodged in with festering poison – who had seen in me some saint that never was. It seemed my place was never struck between. For all my desire to fade like figures in the beckoning fog, I could not fade away.
So I ran. I shielded my heart with a new cloak of waking dreams for a sweet and blessed woman had stolen all my ice. She stole my ice and set my passions on fire. Yet for a time I must circle the wounded recollection
Pokemon Black Nuzlocke REBOOT part 1My name is YD! Today I'm tunring 16. Today my firends and I are getting our first pokemon! We live in the Unova region so we studied up on the 3 starters we can get! I'm getting Oshawott the water starter. A speed and S.Attack'er! Juniper dropped the pokemon off at my house and both Cheren and Bianca came over. We each got our starter. Bianca got Tepig and Cheren took Snivy. We decided to battle in between outselves to try out batteling for the first time in our lives.Pokemon Black Nuzlocke REBOOT part 16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
After that we were supposed to go to Junipers lab for a special mission. But Bianca went home first so I followed her, wondering if she forgot. When i came in i saw her dad yelling at her before she left telling me to come to Junipers lab.
Infront of the lab I met up with the others and we went into her lab. Inside she ave us a long speech. Gave us a pokedex and gave us the oppertunity to nickname out pokemon. And I did named my Oshawott, Loche. I didn't decide on a naming theme like Bianca and Cheren did.
We went onto r
Jessica DeerheartJessica DeerheartJessica Deerheart6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jessica Deerheart didn't know when her dream began, though she had some guesses. Maybe it was the first time boys picked on her while taking advantage of her physical weakness. Perhaps it was the time she wanted to help her father build a shed, but he said she wasn't strong enough. In any case, she had begun determinedly doing push-ups at a very young age, started doing pull-ups while still in elementary school, got into weight-lifting the summer before starting seventh grade, and became the first female on her high school's weight lifting team. The determined 22-year-old deer had spent over half her life in pursuit of her dream: to be the greatest female bodybuilder of all time.
Things had often been difficult. The carnivores at the gym could eat plenty of animal protein (taken from unintelligent, non-sentient animals,) while herbivores like Jessica had to settle for plant protein. Nonetheless, the doe's determination had led to biceps like watermelons, abs li
servant rpYour a giant creature ( giant, Inu, didder, naga ect) and you have one head servant. What we'll you doservant rp6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A) fall in love
B) harass the servant
C) make them entertain you
D) switch I'm the giant creature
DarknessI don't know who I am anymore. The darkness has grown so thick that not even the stars can reach me. What's happened? I don't remember anything. Do I have a family? Do I have friends? Where am I? I hear crying, who is it? Where are they? It's so far away... Everything seems so far away now... I want to know where I am, but I'm afraid. What if I don't like where I am? I move my legs. The ground feels hard and plain on my bare feet. I can't tell what it is. I don't know where I am. I'm too afraid to speak. How did I get to this place? Who brought me here? There's that crying again. I try to move towards it, but when I step forward, my foot doesn't land on anything. I'm falling. But where? Why was there a ledge there? I'm too afraid to scream. I can't see anything. I take in a sharp breath as I anticipate the ground rushing up to me, but when I think I'm going to hit the ground...nothing happens. I just keep falling. There was no ground. Where am I falling to? When will it stop? I'm falliDarkness6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Unwanted Duties - Haerth ScrapYear 3E:223. Levani, Senova, and Saeeraen were walking through a forest path, a short ways from Solace.Unwanted Duties - Haerth Scrap7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Where are you!..”
Levani, Senova, and Saeeraen were searching for Nephyre.
Nephyre sunk lower into the trunk of the tree he was laying on.
*Go away..* He thought.
“You know there’s no point in trying to force him to come, if he doesn’t want to.” Saeeraen stated.
“He needs to stop being so lazy.” Levani said in return.
“He won’t get anything done in life, if he keeps this up.” Senova added.
“Alright… I’m just, speaking my mind.” Saeeraen stated faintly.
“Why.. can‘t they just let me sleep..” Nephyre whispered to himself, as he turned over trying to get more comfortable on the rigid bark and lumpy roots beneath him. When suddenly, an average sized spider began walking on his hand placed directly in front of his face…
A Baronesa de Cobre.O castelo Tupak’Sii estava sitiado. Os cavaleiros não sabiam mais o que fazer, e o pequeno Liriel chorava no leito de sua cama.A Baronesa de Cobre.8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A baronesa caminhava, entre os corredores de mármore de sua fortaleza, ouvindo os lamentos das criadas por onde passava. Ela havia sido forte. Perdera o marido, e governara com garra e sabedoria nos longos anos em que se manteve no poder. Mas ao que parecia tudo havia chegado ao fim.
Sua expressão era de pura tristeza. Tudo acabaria daquela forma, com choro e ranger de dentes. Traída por seus próprios confiados. A simples idéia de que logo estaria sendo comida por vermes, a sete pés, fazia-a estremecer. Sempre temera a velhice, mas não tanto quanto temera a morte. Qual era o sentido daquilo tudo, afinal?
A porta de madeira guinchou ao abrir. Dois segundos de nostalgia tomou-a, como se tudo fosse apenas ilusão. Ela sairia daquele quarto, e tudo estaria bem como sempre estivera.
Mas ela sabia que não seria
Funeral Home - Creative Writing 12The middle-aged man sighed, sitting back in the chair he had put on the fire escape of the familiar building. He casually ran a hand through his short, messy hair, which was currently like a wet mat. He glanced over to the window which he had stepped out of for a breath of fresh air. He hated this place so much.Funeral Home - Creative Writing 128 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Though, it’s understandable. It was a funeral home, and always smelled heavily of death. Unfortunately, he made quite a few stops here on his route. He was always dropping off sobbing family members here in his classic yellow cab. People assume it’s an easy job, driving around the quiet city, but it isn’t. It’s stressful seeing so many broken people.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lighting it and taking a long drag from it before breathing out a puff of smoke. Tapping the end of it, he let the cinders fall down the long drop to the ground. The hard metal of the fire escape was starting t