C.A.D. Razor and DraikThe Dragon with a Cold Heart and his brother's GiftsC.A.D. Razor and Draik3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After he escaped his last encounter, he decided to dwell in the realm of Dragons a bit longer. However if all of them were going to try and kill him like Fallen Rage did, he'd have some problems, he knew of some targets that he needed to find here, so he'd find them all while he was here.
There was a loud roar, and then a sudden burst of blue fire shot into the sky. "Damn!" he heard someone shout. He quickly ran to the source, and then hid. "Razor." Leon said. It appeared he'd been fighting with another dragon "Draik." Leon said, they were at it again.
This would be difficult. Not impossible, but difficult, normally he'd seen them fight, and then they both went down, so would it be the right thing to let them sort out their problems by themselves, and then give them their gifts? No, that wouldn't be the smartest thing, Razor might kill Draik or vice versa, yes, this was a major problem.
.:Who I Am:.They called me ugly.:Who I Am:.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so i put on makeup
in the hopes that one day
i might be beautiful
They said i was fat
so i stopped eating
in the hopes that my waist would shrink
and Their hearts would grow
They told me i was weird
so i tried to change myself
distancing me from the girl
i have known my whole life
They told me i didn't deserve life
so i began to hurt myself
in the hopes that somebody would see
that i'm in pain
and that i would become worthy
i took Their scorn
and i tried my best
to become the person
They said I'd never be
but yet in the end
i failed tragically
hating the fact that i'm
who i am
They told me i should die
so one day i finally decided
i'd try to grant Their last wish
to finally get something right
but now i see
that I am worth something
That their words
Are nothing on me
From now on I'll only be
What I was meant to be
And I won't change
For anybody anymore
they will not control my life
I will not let them dictate
my thoughts or my actions
because I will not stoop down a
He's Got A HeartSeeing me makes you angryHe's Got A Heart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seeing you makes me smile
You hate me
I like you
There's a softer side to you
Somewhere .I think
Deep deep down
No, keep digging
Even though every time we meet
It seems like I'm always covered in burses at the end
I don't care
Deep deep down there's a softer side
However there's something I'll never forget
That day where you let your softer side show
Though you'll hate me for having to remind you of it
Deep deep down I knew you had a heart
Your Black and Red scales and sharp teeth
Something that others fear
You strike fear in me
That makes you smile
Bringing pain to me is what you do
But I know I'll complain and cry
So I'll try not to just for you
If I can remember
Even though I'm a Bagon, you're a dragon
I'm Leon, your Razor
We're different trust me I know
I'll admire you
You'll hate me
Coexisting is something we can't seem to do
That's normal right?
However when your softer side showed
When I was able to show affection
When you were able to
Rebbecca: BioRebbecca: Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Rebbecca Fayne
Hair: Long brown hair
Eyes Color: Orange, or hazel nut
Age: 300 years old, 16 in appearance
Personality: Cold-hearted, well mannered, controlling, selfish, revengeful, can be civilized in conversations,.
Attributes: Able to reanimate the dead, telekinesis, powers of seduction, has a hidden monstrous vampiric form,can teleport to any location by changing into multiple bats, able to shoot orbs of energy from the palm of her hand., very fast, and graceful in hand to hand combat.
Weakness: The sun, water, fire, and loud noises.
Likes: Blood, power, music, gothic clothing, the moon, reading books, other people's pain.
Dislikes: The sun, good people, cute things, fire, water, cats, vampire hunters, the police and werewolves.
Background: More then 300 years ago, the Fayne Family ruled over a small town, this town was a small colony of pilgrims from England who left there home country to find a new home in the new world. R
the EllhornMy dear Mr. Topperwein, I hope that this note finds you well; I was distressed to hear about the turn your health has taken recently. If I may be so bold, Dr. Renard has called upon my dear mother for long years, both for her rheumatic fluctuations and her bouts of asthma, and I think his ministrations may do you wonders, should you see fit to act upon my recommendation.the Ellhorn7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Doubtless you have been growing short of patience on the matter regarding which you dispatched me to the countryside this April past. You have always shown distinctive and boundless generosity as I have endeavored to represent your proprietary interests to the best of my ability, even as those interests lie far afield. It has always been a matter of great import that I may ensure your trust in me is well-placed, so I shall endeavor to explain my prolonged absence as best I may. Even so, I pause at sharing certain of the details of my errand in this note, as my clumsy attempts at narrating the more bracing ev
Devil's May CryNo tomorrowDevil's May Cry10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Days running low
Demons on the run
Destruction as far as the eye can see
Tears in me
We are falling
The light is calling
The night is dieing
Blessed through my father
Blessed by the water
Death in my soul
Sorrow in my site
Madness engulfing my body
Vengeance in my mind
Demon blood crawling in my veins
In my being surging pain
Tears inside me
The Devil's may cry
My brother dies
The tears inside me
Are coming down
Sorrows cutting me open
Slicing my heart in half
A love so forbidden
Yet so pure
Death will conquer
All who fall
The Soul StealerLook at me,The Soul Stealer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And tell me.
What do you see?
Do you see someone
Who will steal your
Soul, never to be
Returned back to you?
What about a man
Who follows you around,
Only to stare blankly at you
And make you go insane...?
Whatever you think...
I may seem like a monster,
But just give me a chance.
Take my hand,
And I'll show you
The time of your life
Even if you lose it.
You look at me...
And see a monster,
A slender man,
Who's nothing more...
Than a soul stealer.
HomicideHomicide10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The kids never saw it coming
The teachers didn't know
The doors were all locked
There was nowhere to go
With a gun in my hand
The remote in the other
I strolled down the hall
Looking like any other
Student who went to that school
Instead of going
To class like I should
I went to the restroom
Where I put on my hood
I loaded the gun
One bullet, then the next
The thought of killing hundreds
I was never vexed
Like any other person would be
The bell rang
The halls, silent
I knew it was time
Time to start being defiant
I went about the halls
Planting bombs as I saw fit
They were all ready to go off
The fuse just needed to be lit
By the push of the button in my hand
I used the keys I stole from the janitor
To get out of the school
Out to a remote location to detonate
So I wasn't a fool
No one was suspicious
It was as easy as pie
All I had to do
To do what I had wanted to
I made it to my post
I said my good-byes
Then I pressed that button
To get rid of the lies
The explosion was big
The Gift Part IShe looked into his eyes. True, this was look full of cynicism, however, had something strangely gentle, what the casual observer probably would have taken for sensitivity.The Gift Part I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the only word she spoke, but in her mouth had the strength of sword and fire. Rah'nam lowered his eyes.
They were sitting in a crowded tavern, one of many in the big - and as the story goes, and what is rather untrue - a wonderful city of Hak'Samath. True, it was not a lot of drow as city was located on the surface and was open to all, but Szahitra not specifically stood out among the guests. Her obsidian black skin glistened slightly in the dark and light brown travel clothes made drowess almost average in the crowd. However, Szahitra wasn't the average person. She was messenger of powerful individual, who never allow anyone to see her in the dirty tavern, such as this.
Drowess slowly, with lazy movement, brushed, her white as snow, hair from face.
"It's not about pay, Medi" she said with modulated ton
Remember....Remember....3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Remember all those days
All those promises
I wish I could
Tell you we can go back
But we both know
Not everything can be okay
I want to believe it can be okay
Trust me I do
But all things end
It just seems the better things
Won't last as long
As we thought they would
So I want to smile and say
Maybe we look back
But, I hope you do
Those memories you gave me
Dissidia Quotes: Red XIIIRed XIIIDissidia Quotes: Red XIII4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. Come at me!
2. Shall be battle now?
3. I am ready.
4. I will not hold anything back.
Low HP: I cannot back down.
Low HP: This is too important to simply give up.
Strong Opponent: We can talk when this is over.
Strong Opponent: I have no fear!
Weak Opponent: You wish to train?
Weak Opponent: I only go as far as you wish.
Red XIII vs.
Warrior of Light: I see you are someone of great pride an honor.
Garland: Fight like a beast!
Firion: Show me the dreams for the future you want!
The Emperor: You shall be caged like the animal you are.
Onion Knight: Are you some sort of dog?
Cloud of Darkness: Will you spend eternity in solitude?
Cecil: Never seen anything like you before.
Golbez: Do you have the resolve to fight?
Kain: This battle may be difficult.
Bartz: Time to show you this awesome trick!
Exdeath: The Void shall extinguish your flames.
Gilgamesh: But you don't have any swords!
Terra: It's nice to know I'm not the only who has questioned where they belon
Caged BirdIs it okay to write about a caged bird,Caged Bird5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when so many have written it before?
My wings have been clipped,
the feathers have been stripped.
As if molting the happiness,
my sadness is revealed.
It echo's off these wire bars,
that shimmer in their candle light.
Fly little bird,
Sing little bird,
I do all I can do.
Fly higher little bird,
Sing louder little bird,
I sometimes fail,
But I try.
Fly more elegantly little bird,
Sing more sweetly little bird,
and I do.
good job little bird,
now keep trying,
And it evens out.
The words disappear,
If my masters are happy.
I get praise,
I get food,
I get to breathe,
But eventually that fades.
The great becomes ordinary.
Fly little bird fly,
Sing little bird sing,
Just keep doing it.
A bird in a cage is all I am like this.
I can fly,
I can sing,
As long as it is well.
My wings have been clipped,
My feathers hav
My Trouble With TriceratonsMy Trouble With Triceratons10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Trouble With Triceratons
One thing you can say I am is a believer. I've believed in things my whole life. You name it. Magic, mythical creatures, Ninja Turtles, and aliens. Lets focus on the aliens… I think it's stupid that we're the only living things in the universe. There has got to be more. What do we know? We're just one galaxy out of many in a universe. We can't even go that far into space! What do we know?
I know a little something… I know there's a Triceraton Republic… Is that something?
You don't believe me, do you? Do I have to tell this story? I guess I do. Maybe that's why I'm writing this in the first place? Well, let me start this from the beginning…
It was Friday night. Jason was at karate, Mom and Dad were out eating dinner and seeing a movie, and I was home alone.
I was lying on my bed attempting to draw my own Teen Titans character, while watching the daily movie they show every night on the Disney Channel when Raphael came through my door.
Yes people, I have
Royal Blood Part II: DeliriumRoyal Blood Part II: Delirium9 years ago in Horror More Like This
The events of that night troubled Phaydees for the next few weeks. A cloak of paranoia over the strange vampire bat she wove about herself. Just who did he think he was? For all she knew, the bat could have been intoxicated or delirious when he relayed his story to her. Still, she was mindful that this was most likely not the case. However, Phaydees was worried that he would try to take her blood by force. She never left her castle fortress without someone accompanying her. She did not want to be left alone in any room, even for a few minutes. She heard things: crashing of pottery, screaming and hissing. She also saw things, images out of the corner of her eye, but this was less frequent than the wanton noises. However, she knew that now Ojo had her scent, he could follow her with whatever keen sense of bat radar his species had. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her, just because she was afraid. On the other hand, maybe Ojo was doing this to her.
This also led Phaydees to realize t
Dragon Wolf Bloods: Book Air - Chapter 1 Part 1Dragon Wolf Bloods: Book Air - Chapter 1 Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Air Story - Part 1
Howls echoes through the forest, welcoming two newborn pups into the pack of night. The alpha female of the Night Pack just delivered two pups. Both females.
"They're wonderful, my love.", the alpha male smiles lovingly. The alpha female nods, "They are, Bryce." Bryce nuzzles his mate. "What's their name going to be, Alick.", he asks. Alick looks at the two little bundles. One has orange fur as bright as fire and the other has green fur as green as leaves. "Fireball and Leaf.", Alick answers. "Huh?"
"Our orange little ball will be Fireball and the little green bundle will be Leaf.", Alick says. Bryce smiles and nods, "Those are beautiful names." Alick nods and says, "Let's call their big sister now shall we?" Bryce shouts, "Celia! Come meet your little sisters!"
A white with black claw markings on her cheeks, legs, back, and tail. Her blue eyes slightly flash from the sunlight. "Yes father?", she asks. "Welcome your new sisters, Fireball and Leaf
Dog!Finland x Dog!Reader Chapter 1Dog!Finland x Dog!ReaderDog!Finland x Dog!Reader Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Key: (e/n) = your original owner’s name
It was a cold and unfamiliar world to you. You’ve been out of Master’s home for a couple days now, but you had spent most of your time hiding behind a few empty metal bins resting your injured side. This white, powdery substance on the ground was a good supply of water you soon learned, but your tummy growled ferociously, begging to be filled with whatever food there was to be found. But alas, there wasn’t a thing in sight.
The white pup you had followed was sitting in front of you with hopeful eyes. She wanted to explore, but was worried of leaving you. Your ribs were feeling a little better, and you wanted to explore the new world yourself, so weakly standing up, you whined,
“We can go now.”
Her tightly curled tail wagged vigorously with happiness and she sprang up and ran ahead of you barking her head off, waking any nearby neighbors. You lifted your nose to smell for anyth
My Trouble With Triceratons 2My Trouble With Triceratons 210 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Trouble With Triceratons
Day two of my two weeks with the Triceratons on the Triceraton Home World. I guess I should start off this day when I woke up... I'm not sure what they call an afternoon there, but that was basically around the time when I woke up.
Someone nudged me to wake me up. I HATE being woken up... Since yesterday was a Friday to me, it was technically a Saturday in my mind. If anyone wakes me up on a Saturday, I hate them the whole day. I groaned and put the covers over my head. That someone nudged me again... So I growled, stuck one arm out of the covers and swatted at the person's hand. He grabbed me by the wrist and yanked upward, causing me cry out from surprise and to stand up onto the bed. I rubbed my eyes with my other hand to see that Mozar was the one holding onto me, and the Prime Leader was standing right behind him with his arms crossed.
The Prime Leader looked at me with an annoyed look. "Are you humans nocturnal or something?"
"Some of us are..."
For the WritersSad TruthFor the Writers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remember that world you read in your books
The memories formed from their pages
They took you to a place so far away
Got you away from your hesitations
You would live and breathe
Cry and grieve
For those characters you loved with your heart
Remember when you read that line
You thought about for a week longs time
It made you think about where you are
Why you're here
And why you're who you are
Remember when you struggled with just that
You were young and lost in the depths
It just took one thing to make you feel
'I like you' means its okay to be real
Remember when you picked up that pen
And created those worlds you felt good within
Gave them stories to take you away
And showed them to others,
At your dismay
Not everyone see's like you
It's a sad,
With words you can write what you feel,
Let it all out,
Hold you still
But that's not what they seen in you
Your work must not be good enough to express
Everything you could say at your best
Remember that world you read in yo
Justin Law x ReaderNow, first with the intro, sorry if this is long, if you want you can skip this (I won’t blame you) This will be my first fan fiction, and there is no promises I will keep Justin to his character so strictly, because I am very, very new to this, and his character is a little hard for me to grasp. (I have also never used the codes in D.A. So please take it easy on me...) I am going strictly by the anime. I also had trouble googling the ages, so if any of these are wrong, please let me know, I only know that Justin is seventeen, and he is older than most the students.Justin Law x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Key; (Y/N) Your Name, (E/C) Eye color, (H/C) Hair color, (H/L) Hair length, (F/C) favorite color, (W/P) Weapon partner name (s/c) skin color.
You are eighteen, have already graduated, and you and your partner are very close. This is a slow chapter. (Sorry, but I’m making him a male... He is also a large black cross, kind of like how Spirit looks without his blade... Sorry)
Dog!Finland x Dog!Reader Chapter 2Dog!Finland x Dog!Reader Chapter 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Key: (d/b)= dog breed (y/n)= your name
What was this dog doing? Why would a stranger-dog help another like this? Your friend gave the meat a sniff.
“What’s wrong? This is really good stuff!” the spitz asked. You and the pup looked up at him. “Go on… try it. You guys must be starving!”
It was too tempting. Cautiously you took a bite, then so did the pup. The spitz’s tail started to wag. “It’s great, isn’t it?” his ears perked up. Well, you had to admit this was the best food you’ve had yet. What little food you’ve eaten before was old and gross.
“Mmmmm…” was all you said and savored the juicy meat.
“Thank you so much... mmm! It’s wonderful.” said your friend, now digging into the fresh meal.
“Oh! I forgot we’re out here in the open! You don’t want to be caught do you? Quickly, follow me.” The male exclaimed and dashed away. You weren’
Untitled Short Story by RaskUntitled Short Story by Rask10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of rustling backpacks and eagerly departing footfalls brought the lion back to consciousness with a soft groan. Sitting up, he slowly brought his face from between pages 374 and 375 of "Chemical Principles: 8th Edition" and back to earth. Bright fluorescent light wasted no time in assaulting his visage as he brushed his long bangs from blocking it, but the reason for his next groan did not reveal itself until his eyes had adjusted. The whiteboard spanning the entire width of the lecture hall had been mostly white last he remembered, but now was covered with a stream of mathematical expressions and disembodied comments relating to them. Chemistry: 1, Internal Clock: zilch. Gripping his headfur in frustration, the lion retreated to the safety of pages 374 and 375 with a thump.
The professor, a samoyed of the short and round persuasion, gave a sympathetic cluck in the direction of a sight all too familiar to him.
Dog!FinlandxDog!Reader PrologueDog!Finland x Dog!ReaderDog!FinlandxDog!Reader Prologue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Key: (e/n) = your worst (male) enemy’s name (p/c) = pelt color(s)
You were awoken abruptly to the sound of Master (e/n) storming through the back door of your “home”. Without hesitating, you stood up and hid behind the couch, hoping he wouldn’t be able to get to you. You didn’t dare poke your head out, so you sniffed the air to see if you could figure out what the matter was with Master this time.
That potent stench was all over him. You’ve known that smell for almost a year now; this time was no different. His speech was slurred and he walked as if he were off balance. Whenever he was like this, he was most dangerous. Scars from his many beatings now decorated your matted, (p/c) fur.
There was a loud crashing tied with a high pitched squeal. Frightened, you sneaked a peek out of your hiding place to see one of the other dogs that also lived in this “home” bleeding after the dru
My Trouble With Triceratons 3My Trouble With Triceratons 310 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Trouble With Triceratons
And so a new day begins! Nothing much for me to say as an intro here… So let's get the ball rolling!
Here's a simple start… Once again I felt a large hand nudge me. I didn't move. He nudged me again, I punched him… HARD.
"Ow!" I heard a familiar voice cry out.
My eyes went wide. I sat up with my eyes squeezed shut, covering my head with my arms as if to protect myself from someone hitting me over the head. "I'm sorry! I'm SO freaking sorry!" I repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm SORRY!" I finally opened my eyes to see that Mozar was standing there, rubbing his snout. I was suddenly calm. "Oh, it's you… Well in that case." I let my head fall right back down onto my pillow.
Mozar groaned. "Come on, human… Get up."
"No…" I said, muffled into my pillow.
He crossed his arms. "Get up," He said more sternly this time.
"No!" I snapped.
He took one of my pillows and whacked me with it. "Get up!"
"Ah!" I wasn't expecting him to hit me with that.
Reader x Iceland: Cold and CandyReader x Iceland: Cold and Candy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You let out a puff of air and watched as it appeared in the form of a small faint white cloud thing. You sighed and kept walking in the snow, your feet making small imprints. There was never anything to do around this time of year, except buy things for people you never really see and try your hardest to avoid the big stores with sales going on for fear of being trampled by this season's crazy shoppers. You found your way over to a low wall by a fountain that had been turned off for the winter. You cleared away some of the fluffy white snow and sat down. Letting the new snow that was falling from the sky land on you without much complaint while you waited for a special someone. He was the reason you were out here. You smiled softly to yourself happily and started doodling in the snow near you.
"Sitting all alone in the snow?" A soft voice with a hint of sarcasm asked.
You looked up and your smile widened upon seeing a pale silver haired man. "Emil!" You exclaimed standing up.