it's time to face exactly what i amThe boy always loved this time of the evening, where dawn settled just beneath the horizon, giving the night sky a purple glow. He hadn't slept since the afternoon before, where all he could think about was wanting to escape and sleep was his only solace. The boy stomps his third cigarette of the evening out and continues on his way, a sickly warm feeling plaguing his body from lack of food and sleep.it's time to face exactly what i am1 hour ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And this young boy was named Lucas; fifteen; a mistake. The past few days have been of the most interesting to him. After a night of cowering in fear from his father’s abuse laced only with delusions and the smell of alcohol, Lucas decided that he’d had enough of it. He was tired of thinking about it every night before he slept. He was tired of being plagued everyday with the fear that the nights like that would only come again and again and again.
So that morning, when his father fell ill and bedridden, Lucas knew it was his only chance and decided to take the risk. He packed
In the Eyes of A LoverThey are beautiful to me. When I met Sophia/Xander at first they were rather forthright and affectionate towards me. They seemed to want an escape from something, or rather, someone. They even trusted me with their journal ("their soul.") As I got to know her better she seemed excited for life. She went to Columbia College and had ideas to make amazing poems, books and maybe one day become a singer, lyricist and musician. She has dreams that, even knowing her now, she has not lost sight of. I love her desire to fulfill her dreams. I love her taste in music and I love when she smiles, even if it isn't often, especially when I was the one to make her smile, or even laugh. I love when she gets excited about something. I see all the gears turning and the light in her eyes. I love when they love to show me their work and that I am often the first one they show their work to. I even love them for their faults. I am proud about how they have been doing lately and I am sure that they will contIn the Eyes of A Lover3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Creative ProcessCause to react-Creative Process4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
self induced. slightly neurotic. self indulgent.
.:Taking Care Of You Because Someone Has To:.He woke up with a headache. Worse than what he had ever experienced before, and it didn’t feel like it was only just a headache either. His whole body felt like it was hurting, all around the body and everywhere he could just think of..:Taking Care Of You Because Someone Has To:.8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Slowly and carefully Alex sat up on the bed, his first thought kicking in as he didn’t recognize the room he was in. It wasn’t his bedroom and god knew he had woken up in the hospital enough times to recognize the place by now, but this room wasn’t either of those things that he was familiar with. Looking around for clues to where he could be, the familiar figure standing by the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest and leaning against the doorframe was the only hint he was going to get for now.
“James?” His voice was more questioning than demanding, much to the blond’s surprise. Alex’s eyes traveled around the room again before landing back to the man
004. DarkIlyana took a deep breath, shaking slightly as she looked down the street. Her chest felt heavy, and not just because of the natural weight there. She had spoken to Mausolinia only an hour ago, and while she trusted her roommate with her life, she wasn't sure about this. Sure, she wasn't above showing some skin to get a couple more bucks on the street, but making a real job out of it... It just seemed so unclean.004. Dark16 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A tap on her shoulder jolted Ilyana out of her thoughts. Turning around, she smiled slightly at the familiar face. "Mausolinia... I guess you're ready, then?"
Mausolinia nodded, pulling her hair up into a tight ponytail as she did. "I am. I know you have some reservations about all this, but I promise you, everything will turn out alright." She wrapped Ilyana in a tight hug before leading her inside.
"Seedy" would have been far too generous a word to describe this place. The stage was covered in filth, the floors were sticky with old and likely cheap beer, and the whole place
Cora - Call Me MaybeMusic appreciation club was Cora's favorite part of the week. They spent most of the meeting learning about musical theory and history: practicing scales on keyboards (or other instruments, for those who had their own), rhythm-clapping and sight-singing lessons Mr. Curtis scribed on the board for them, and listening to Puccini or Schubert or Debussy or whoever their composer of the week was. They discussed the listening selections, putting them into a historical context, debating on which current styles and artists had been influenced by which historical ones.Cora - Call Me Maybe17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
After the club let out, though, and until they had to go too, everyone gathered in the music wing lounge and crowded around Cora's laptop computer, since she was the only one in the club who had one with a decent speaker system. They took turns introducing each other to new music. Brand new, undiscovered songs, instrumental and lyrical, and remixes, and dance mixes - they soaked up every note, as a group, and discussed these mode
relying on your profession to make you bravethirty-six hour days and poorly brewed, gelatinous coffee pooling in your belly does not mean that you are a poet. the act of pulling on gloves and pressing your hands into a cold, stiffening cadaver does not mean that you are closer to god and therefore more capable of reaching others with your words. all it means is that you're dog tired, your eyes are red raw from over-blinking and your slim, pretty hands are shaking around that discoloured lung as you struggle to push vomit back down your throat; it means that, when you get home and tear out your notebook in a rush driven by sleep deprivation, you're nonsensical; it means that, when i stumble into bed at night and think of the words i've read today, i don't think about yours because they're as empty of life as the silent cadavers you tear apart. and i don't know about you, but none of that sounds particularly grandiose or poetic to me.relying on your profession to make you brave19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 7Vehicles:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 723 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This is a list of the vehicles my fleet uses. I won’t list UNSC or Brute vehicles (save for ships) because allowance of certain vehicles will go to the ones rightfully in charge of related mini-clans. As with everything else, additions will be made every now and again once I have recruits – assuming I will, of course. Any vehicles that Ruz personally owns is larger to signify leadership but also accustoms to her size, as well. All Vehicles have shields.
My Side of Clan:
Admittedly, Ghosts aren’t one of my favorite vehicles in Halo. They are fast but don’t turn on a dime. They have an exposed cockpit and it’s easy for me to get killed. This is the main reason why I don’t like them. BUT they were fun to use against the assortment of other Ghosts in Metropolis because I have this thing for ramming things lol
Picture the Halo 4 Ghost with burgundy red color.
Pilots and Occupants
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 6Regular Warriors:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 623 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ah, now we’ve finally come to the Regular Warriors. Where everything happens. Officers typically lead the secondary Sangheili Warriors into battle and are surprisingly the most you will see on the battlefield. Explanation as to why later. They more or less relay intel from the higher end of the chain of command to the Secondaries so they can tell the Tertiaries.
First in Command among the Sangheili Regulars but still very low, considerably.
The individuals an Officer commands are Trainers – the Majors. When weapons or vehicles have been made or repaired or even changed, Huragok inform Officers of these things for the Major’s benefit. Any changes in training or anything like that is also told directly from Ruz or the Commander to the Officers. Because there are so many Officers and other warriors in general, meetings are usually held and with whomever it regards; typically anyone who has a chain of command in t
Six WordsNever to be found, it's there.Six Words23 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 5Specialists:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 523 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Zealots are Ruz’s personal Assassins. They aren’t like the Stealth Squad which uses cloaking devices in their missions the majority of the time, the Zealot does not use it as much but will when need be. Zealots are ordered either by Ruz herself or the General to take a target out – usually one single individual that is causing trouble among the Fleet. During Spec Ops missions, the Assassin is used as a distraction and takes out a specified target to ensure chaos and disorder among the targets of the Spec Ops.
Being among the first in the specialists listed is actually more rewarding than one might think. An assassin is actually deployed more often than Spec Ops – with or without them! On the same hand, despite being stand-alone, a Zealot is still technically ruled by someone.
As mentioned, Assassins are stand-alone and rule over no one other than themselves. This means that only one assassin is accountable for themselve
An Unspoken DutyHe didn't know why she'd been put on their crew. There were plenty of kids out on the ramp - he'd seen them huddled inside the breakroom on chilled, gloomy nights. (Chilled and gloomy were the only nights they had, really. Sometimes the weather changed, but it never did. Not really.) The AM shift was full of youngsters, straight out of high school and looking for something that won't interfere with school. And working from three-to-seven in the morning wasn't ideal, but he remembered what it was like to be a kid. The boundless energy. The sleepless nights. The long, eventful days.An Unspoken Duty1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She isn't any different from them. Nicer than most, maybe, but still just the same. In a way, he feels bad for her. Feels bad that she'd gotten stuck on a crew full of weary men old enough to be her father, some even with kids her age.
That was what she needed. Kids her age. People to talk and laugh with. He'd seen her trying to interact with Brian, with Adam, with Mac - the girl had a crush on him, God knows
ttttThere were tears in her eyes and I'm not sure why, but she was smiling so I think she was happytttt1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 4Guardian Classes:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 42 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Honorguard is, in all respects, the leading Honorguard. Compared to the other two types of Honorguards, however, this one is technically the weakest. Of course, no Sangheili is weak, but soon you will understand my wording.
As Primary Honorguard, this guy first class among the lesser Honorguards.
Brute Bodyguard Officer. The Bodyguard Officer is mainly there to lead his own. The Sangheili Honorguard has it more or less easy with only ruling one individual.
Honorguard armor looks nice and that is generally what the Honorguard wears.
It is hard for me to say exactly what I envision my Sangheili Honorguard to look like, but the fiery look of the traditional Honorguard armor and its ornate properties look exquisite. So for now, no changes or additions.
Look at the Honorguard’s armor of the Covenant; that is more or less how it should look.
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 3Clan Rank Structure with Weapons:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 32 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Just to clarify, this is my OWN ranking structure, loosely based on the real one from the franchise. So this is why I’m doing this – to explain everything. And to reiterate, any one placed in any rank is NOT promoted with cruelty or unfairness, they either asked and proved to be there or I gave them suggestions on where I think they belong (Since I forgot to mention, I gave recruits the choice to start from the lowest rank and work their way up if they wanted – in case they didn’t have a specific rank they saw themselves as already – or to prove themselves as whatever rank they requested). Since this ranking structure is firm, one rank commands and answers to another – rarely will two be equal. But as said before, all are warriors. My Unggoy are NOT cannon fodder; they are warriors of Fire. Also I apologize for the mess of the picture of the Rank Web, I didn’t plan it out well because room was difficul
Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 2Clan Info:Embers To Ashes Halo Clan Part 22 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
These are your choices: Elite, Brute, Hunter, Engineer, UNSC, Drone, Skirmisher, Grunt, and Promethean Crawler. Other than UNSC, the Covvie Species are ones I generally like :3 But that’s not the only reason why they are in my clan – every individual has a unique but equal purpose. I allow hybrids in my clan – for example, one member in the clan is called a Grunter; half Hunter half Grunt. It may sound ridiculous, but he specializes in things that both species can do. More on that and why hybrids are allowed later.
Clan Emblem: The clan emblem is a unique one. It’s two swords, representing honor, over a bear (actually cat) paw, representing my Sangheili character who you will learn of later, inside of a ball of fire, representing fire in the same way the Clan’s name does.
Sangheili: Mark of Shame – 12
My mate werewolf chapter 3 (yaoi)Jack's POVMy mate werewolf chapter 3 (yaoi)2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When we got downstairs we weren't expecting to see this. Nick failing at making pasta, Jake was on the ground, unconscious, and max just got back from the store with Alex, and they are fighting."....So...is this what normally happens when you leave upstairs?" Jase asked."No not really. They must have been trying to cook for you." I answered. All of a sudden Jase was In the kitchen throwing away the pasta, he ran outside and grabbed the groceries, hit Alex and max in the head and told them to knock it off, and he bent down to nick then put him on the couch."Whoa, how did you do that?" I asked."I was in a hurry, now get the noodles out of the cabinets, we're having spaghetti." He answered. In about thirty minutes Nick was up, and everyone was at the table ready to eat."This is amazing!" Nick said."Awesome!" Max and Alex said."This is really good. Where did you learn how to cook like this?" I asked."Well, when I was younger my dad never really was home, so I taught mysel
Writing Practice: Five Senses--Kenneth YoungWriting Practice: Five Senses--Kenneth Young2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
What does Kenneth SOUND like?
Kenneth has a very down-to-Earth, informal way of speaking most of the time, even when he's trying to be serious, and has sort of a goofy, self-deprecating sense of humor. Though you would expect his voice to be deep and Schwarzenegger-like thanks to his huge musculature, he's actually more in the middle, though his voice gets a bit higher when he's over-excited or nervous. He also has an infectious and almost awkward-sounding laugh. It's actually been really difficult pinning down the perfect voice actor for Kenneth, though; I've junked at least 4 people who I've considered over the years. But I guess to give kind of an idea of his voice, I'd go with Chris Pratt for now, or Nathan Fillion as someone helpfully suggested.
What does Kenneth SMELL like?
Kenneth's smell is usually a combination of three things: Pert 2 in 1 Shampoo and Conditioner, Irish Spring bar soap, and either Right Guard
The Return of S.O.S.A.D.AgentUnchosen has entered the chat.The Return of S.O.S.A.D.2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
AgentWildcat has entered the chat.
AgentWildcat: How you doing in Texas?
AgentUnchosen: I'm doing okay.
AgentUnchosen: Haven't been on any missions yet.
AgentWildcat: Oh, okay.
AgentWildcat: What have you been doing mostly?
AgentUnchosen: Patrolling the detainment center.
AgentWildcat: Has she said anything to you?
AgentUnchosen: Actually, yeah. Do you want me to tell you?
AgentWildcat: I think it's best you should.
Agent Unchosen walked down the dimly-lit hallway before finally reaching the detainment cell marked "1216". He opened the door, revealing a dark room where one could speak to the detained prisoner, a maxiglass barrier between the two. The agent sat dow
15 Ways To Annoy Jay (MarbleHornets)1. Steal his camera15 Ways To Annoy Jay (MarbleHornets)2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. Sic the Operator on him
3. "Borrow" his hat
4. Punch him
5. Feed him Tim's pills [SpaZ: Remember how pissed he was when that happened?]
6. Hand him a bunch of tapes
7. Shoot at him
8. After 6, hand him more tapes
9. Announce that he's not stealthy
10. Zip-tie him up
11. Sic Masky on him
12. Offer to help him and then don't follow through on it
13. When he's sneaking around, follow and make lots of noise
14. Get Hoodie and have Jay chase him for hours
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Tokei's CrushIt wasn't something tangible, not something that Tokei could put his finger on, but something more than just metaphysical. Maybe it was the way that Judas blinked every now and then, fluttered his eyelashes in the light (ever dwindling). Perhaps it was the way that the boy would deliberately lower his tones around certain people, as if to imply some unwelcome resonance, some incessant and nagging fear of vulnerability lingering in his mind, or the half-absent glares towards half forgotten girls in the hallways. Tokei didn't have the story, he couldn't read minds; he was intrigued, obsessed with knowledge. He wanted to know the other boy's everything, and that lust was absorbing his unity in a single fell swoop.Tokei's Crush2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Tokei's stigma buzzed slightly as he glared at the Sun, blazing in its self righteous majesty however many miles away it was. The Sriachol floated slowly away in the distance, pulsing along its invisible stream. He sighed, humming to himself as he fell backwards on to the wet gr
Across the RoadAcross the RoadAcross the Road2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She's doing it again. I wonder if she even realizes she's doing it?
Eva gave her mother a fixed smile as the older woman wittered on. Eva's hands were folded in her lap delicately, her thumbs poking out from the tattered holes of her old but comfortable jacket. Eva was of a dainty build; she was small boned with dark hair and olive skin. Her eyes were dark and her nose was small and hooked. Her pale pink lips had signs of habitual chewing.
“...and really dear, I don't know why you're still wearing your pull over. Aren't you hot?”
And there she goes again.
The expression remained fixed as Eva spoke softly, consolingly to her mother,”No, ma, I'm good. I've been a bit chilly lately... might be a cold.”
For a moment it was like Eva was looking in a mirror that had aged her twenty years. Her mother's expression was a perfect copy of hers; polite but distant. Silence reigned between them and it took a little skill to read between
BelligerentDrunken sparks, blood-thirsty.Belligerent2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And I can no longer see in singular colors. Everything is a blurred swoon, rippled motion. Ghosts taking shape in the faces of my friends. My words come out like play-doh, like an infant’s first garbled croon. An ineffective attempt at communication to say the least.
It is unlikely they will understand or comprehend or even stop to listen but still I spit and slather sideways sentences. Mouthing shouts of unintelligible inability. I grasp and ache for what I cannot say. I do not have the words.
L109: Monica [Quincy]A non-exhaustive list:L109: Monica [Quincy]2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Always look composed if not regal.
Work twice as hard as expected.
Hold yourself to a higher expectation.
Don't be stupid.
Do not lower yourself for other's convenience.
The ends justify the means.
Dignity is optional for a mission, but never anywhere else.
Forgive, but do not forget.
When wronged fully, do not forgive. Do not forget.
Do not waste time with those incapable of moving forwards.
Remove all possible chronic infections. (AKA: People or situations that are not worth the time and or energy to educate or resolve your problems with.)
Confidence is key.
Continue to attack personal flaws proactively.
All situations are chess.
All battles are chess with the occasional 4-year-old's interruption.
Everyone is after something.
Blind faith is stupidity. Even in Shinigami.
Killing children is to be avoided.
Killing Kishin Eggs is not to be taken lightly.
Do not kill unnecessarily.