Twas HerTwas benevolence that stroked her midnight hair; the two golden eyes of pure significance.Twas Her2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clockwork world enveloped her decaying body with showers made of elegance.
Spheres and diamonds, absinthe rings, silver candles, and assorted things.
Given to her such riches of old, but alas she became greedy, that crone of mold.
Stolen, she took souls from elderly thrones, swept away their memories from within their bones.
The filth kept within her soul, the treasures she lied to have long before, such angst overcame her pitiful heart, it demanded repentance from the end to the start.
She denied such treason to those who trusted her, she claimed it for the "better of all."
And here lies her frozen head, forever forgotten, forever dead.
Harts and MindsShe was acting strangely, distant, interacting as little as possible with her inner circle and spending a great deal of time to herself. He normally wouldn’t have imposed, but a comment from Varric had pushed him to action.Harts and Minds1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
“You’d never guess just by looking at her,” he’d started, a smirk on his lips even if his eyes were shadowed by concern. “but I think our inquisitor is homesick.”
They’d been in the main hall, standing by Varric’s writing desk. Cullen had stopped by to ask something of the dwarf, but then Delani walked by and he’d suddenly forgotten his purpose. Varric’s observation had caught him by surprise, it was astute, and one that he should have made sooner himself.
Glancing down at the stout man, he’d inquired, “What makes you say that?” his gaze on Lady Lavellan’s back while she strode through the main hall, ignoring pleasantries as she hurri
Fuck What You Call UsI am not a "total fag"Fuck What You Call Us4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and don't call me a fairy
I dress in spikes and rock to metal
leaving your stereotype contrary.
I do not speak with a lisp
and fashion's ass I do not kiss
heavy lifting doesn't scare me
and I even call them tits.
Just because licking a lollipop
reminds me of throbbing dick
surely does not mean
I have the characteristics of a chick.
So shut up with your stupid shit,
what did I do to you?
I hate all this hostility,
but what else can I do?
You insult my very flesh
everything that I am.
You don't deserve to stay alive
but I really don't give a damn.
In the end I know you're wrong
and how that really matters.
Of your closed ideas I do not care,
your attention only flatters.
Sparky the Friendly DogPROMPT: Pretend that you are a reporter for a local newspaper. Write about an inspirational individual who is making a difference in your community.Sparky the Friendly Dog6 years ago in Historical More Like This
One of the most inspirational stories in my community is that of Sparky the Friendly Dog. Long ago, Chickentown was not the utopian paradise that it is today; it was ruled with an iron fist by a despotic ruler named King Frye. King Frye suffered from a massive inferiority complex, as despotic rulers are wont to do, and therefore had a bad habit of beating the pulp out of the unfortunate populace for the simple and liberating reason that he could. The atrocities included forcing the people to work on his Death Laser Of Doom and requiring all citizens to work day and night to preserve Chickentowns world record of longest-burning candle. His favored hobbies were drop-kicking kittens and biting the heads off of little girls Barbie dolls. It was a dark time, which Chickentonians will speak of only with great coaxing and o
How It All StartedHow It All Started4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At an unknown time in the past, a wave of meteorites struck the Earth. Due to the small size of these meteorites, there was no panic or cause for alarm, other than some curiosity as to why so many where directed towards Earth at one time. Each of these meteorites contained several thousand microscopic extra-terrestrial life-forms.
When these life-forms came into contact with the environment, they began rapidly changing into animals. There was an attempt made to contain these alien creatures, but it was a failure due to their sheer number, and the fact that they where appearing all over the world.
The creatures not only evolved with each successive generation, but the individual creature's bodies where also changing to adapt. In only a year, the creatures had managed to colonize every continent and fill every ecological niche on the planet. It wasn't long after this that they began competing with Earth's natural wildlife, which where terribly obsolete in comparison. The anima
Return FalseI code like a poet;Return False4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may not show it but you know it;
I had not the time to flow it;
I had the time but chose to throw it;
I couldn't write the function;
Error returned: ignored injunction;
I couldn't parse the vars;
Error returned: invalid chars;
not an argument;
but neither adient;
//the code was absent
Ultimate Love PoemSmelly cow, you make my toenail snore.Ultimate Love Poem6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You make cows ... blueish-grey.
ChemSeries:AlkalineEarthMetalsAlkaline earth metals are up today:ChemSeries:AlkalineEarthMetals6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beryllium, for speakers and the odd x-ray.
Then magnesium, which burns bright white,
And calcium, to make bones right.
Strontium treats cancer. Barium kills rats.
Radium made glowing paint, before the cancer. Funny, that.
Chem Series: HalogensFluorine makes for happy teeth,Chem Series: Halogens6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Chlorine makes for happy pools,
Bromine and iodine disinfect,
Astatine is used by fools.
Crush - ReitukiRuki glanced over at Reita for a moment, then looked away again immediately when Rei looked back at him. He felt a blush rising on his cheeks, and he willed it to go away as he lowered his head to let his black hair cover his face.Crush - Reituki3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It embarrassed him every time he looked at Rei and received a glance back. But he's so pretty, I can't keep my eyes off of him, Ruki thought. Does he feel the same way?
No, probably not.
Ruki felt his cheeks cool at last and he looked up again. Rei was talking to Aoi once more, no longer looking at Ruki, who sighed a little. Partly out of relief, partly out of disappointment that he couldn't see Rei's face so well anymore, not when he was looking at Aoi.
For six months now, Ruki had had a crush on Rei, but he hadn't said anything yet. Every time he opened his mouth to tell Rei how he felt, he kind of got really shy and unable to speak, or someone else distracted the blonde's attent
Chem Series: Alkali MetalsAlkalis go boom in water,Chem Series: Alkali Metals6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Keep them separate, that is smarter.
Lithium is for batteries. Sodium makes salt
Can you imagine sodium within a chocolate malt?
Potassium is fertilizer, fireworks, bananas too.
Rubidums for photocells, and caesium is too.
Franciums too rare to use, and also quite unstable.
And there is the first column of the periodic table!
What Never FadesI'll always remember,What Never Fades6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the plaster burned my eyes,
And the shouts rent my ears.
I'll always remember,
The screams in my head,
And the tears on my arm.
When I held,
My little brother,
And hurried him
To run from
Of our parents
I'll always remember,
My dad's fist,
Slamming through the door.
And I'll always remember,
The chips of wood that scorched my cheeks,
Scarring my mind to this day.
Helpful Little Fireflies Sam's hand was on hers, gently guiding it so that she saw what he had been seeing all along in the dark sky. Her back was pressed against the thin blanket they had spread over the grass, and a few random sticks and rocks were pressing into her back, but she couldn't bring herself to notice, or care, as her attention was focused elsewhere. Mainly on Sam's voice.Helpful Little Fireflies5 years ago in General More Like This
"See these right here?" Sam whispered to her, his breath tickling her hair as his finger pointed toward a line of stars, "Orion's belt, right there". His hand was holding hers and tracing her fingers across the sky.
"I see it." She said, keeping her voice as soft as his. The crickets chirping around them and the occasional firefly made their whole situation very picturesque, but was somewhat ruined by the line of headstones behind them. She sat up and glanced back at them, making sure this night wasn't going to turn into something from a horror movie. Feeling foolish, she looked back at Sam to find him gri
Time Cannot Erase Revamp Ch 1Time Cannot Erase Revamp Ch 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Time Cannot Erase: Revamp
In a lifetime made of memories, I believe in destiny
Every moment returns again in time
When I've got the future on my mind
Know that we are the timeless ones
Meet me halfway
Across the sky
Out where the world belongs to only you and I
Make this a new beginning of another life
~Kenny Loggins Meet Me Halfway
A New Beginning
Zelda shut her eyes against the darkness, blocking out the devastation that lay all around her. She didnt want to see any more destruction; no crumbled stones, no fallen pillars or billows of smoke and ash that blocked out the sunlight and left the world in eternal night.
Even when she closed her eyes, she could still feel him beside her. The life that radiated from his spirit flowed into her own, bringing a sense of calm that nothing else in the world could. She breathed him in and memorized this feeling the pure, unadulterated tranquility that she knew could not last.
The clouds above her head began to pa
StupidFox Contest EntryStupidFoxStupidFox Contest Entry4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This article is about the animal. For information on the comic, see StupidFox.
The StupidFox (Vulpes bardus) is a small diurnal mammal found in the forests of the woodlands, and less commonly in the woods of the forestlands. The average StupidFox lives up to 10 years and weighs between 12 and 15 pounds (5 to 7 kilograms). While its most distinctive features are its Carrot orange fur coat and long, bushy tail, the StupidFox proclaims that its most flattering qualities are its roguish charm and debonair good looks.
Like most species of fox, the StupidFox is not a pack animal. It will typically live in a small family group until it begins to earn a living and pay for the first and last month deposit on its new den. At this point the StupidFox will begin to socialize with other animals, like the raccoon or rabbit, who reluctantly put up with his late night band practices and pl
constellationsShe said, "When I die, I want to become a constellation."constellations5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So I told her: "When you die, I'll climb the highest mountain in the world and take a paintbrush to the sky and paint your portrait in the stars with the brightest white ink I can find so that your eyes shine brighter than the North Star."
Sometimes at night, she would sit outside for hours, staring at the sky, singing laments because I think somewhere in her soul, she was still a kid that believed people turned into stars when their hearts stopped.
She's held a cold body in her arms before and breathed in the last exhale of someone who was dying. And she's watched the sparkle leave someone's eyes and sworn that it looks exactly like a star burning out in the sky behind the city smog and street lights.
She said, "It flickers a little bit like a light bulb that's about to go out. And then it's gone. But it has to go somewhere."
She could describe death down to the bone-chilling last few seconds of life. The way the muscles stiffe
S- Stirrings"You 'ear about the Council? They're gon' be bringing in.." Voice lowered, "... otherworlders."S- Stirrings4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few male Tekrans sat within the cozies of a Revrut pub, each with their choice of beverage; most had ale, but one had a mug of lifewine. At this news, however, there was a clamour of howls- laughter, pointed grins and bright eyes lit.
"Are you serious, Fargis?" one asked, a fellow with only five fingers collectively. "Does this mean they ain't going to be usin' us as sacrifices anymore?" He grimaced a bit at the thought.
The one with the lifewine, Fargis, chuckled. "I'm not completely certain, brothers. But I did so solemnly overhear th' ambassador announce it earlier." He tapped a claw against the rough wooden table. "He seemed a bit.. excited, if you know what I verily mean."
The other two exchanged glances.
"I know what you're thinkin', my friends. If we're bein' grandly replaced with otherworlders, what will become of our hold? Will they treat us as scummy trash, or are we safe
Chem Series: Transition MetalsScandium's for lacrosse sticks. Titanium is keen.Chem Series: Transition Metals6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Vanadium gets mixed with steel. Chromium salts are green.
Manganese helps enzymes. Irons multi-use.
Cobalt makes a nice blue dye. Nickels take abuse.
Copper is for wires, roofing tile, and pipes.
Zinc's for alloys and batteriesand there are many types.
Yttrbium helps make TVs red. Zirconium rarely corrodes.
Niobiums part of super-magnets. Molybdenum never explodes.
Technetium is never stable. Rutheniums good in comps.
Rhodium acts as an x-ray filter. Palladium, dentists glomp.
Silvers used for everything from instruments to pins.
Cadmium makes orange, red, and yellow, but can hurt the skin.
Welcome to the Machine.I'm on a plane right now, watching the ominous line of The Wall through the window. It's a scar on the surface of the desert, too far away and too high to see over. The window is real, which makes this a spectacularly old plane, and I'm feeling stupid because I thought it was a viewer at first. My nerves are on edge and I'd like to take my mind off of what lies ahead. I unfold my notebook and start writing with flicks of my fingers and eyes. Optic/haptic interfaces are for grandparents and Luddites, I just haven't got around to getting an interface yet. The pilots have shut off all wireless and I desperately need something to do, so I start writing yet another journal entry about how I, and the rest of the world, got here. It's a stupid hobby of mine. And it might provide some blessed distraction.Welcome to the Machine.4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I like history.
I think that's what really got me into junk mining. Being able to pay my rent probably had something to do with it too. But I still like history, and junk mining was a
Character Profile Form GERMANCharacter Profile Form GERMAN3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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Johnlock: Just Don'tJohnlock: Just Don't2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Just Don't," John whispered as Sherlock pressed against him, his breathe hot against John's skin.
"John..." Sherlock whispered and the other shook his head and whispered again, "Just don't. Please."
John knew Sherlock knew how much it hurt him and yet he said it anyway, those simple little words that made John fall for the detective each time.
"I love you," he whispered and captured John's lips with his own.
superhero runaway.They'll never wanna listensuperhero runaway.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So take a gun to their head
Blow their bigot minds
With the laser gun instead
Take your lightning dreams
Leave the villains behind
Remember their hate
Your future's outlined
Take your super heart
In my drag queen machine
To where Broken Hearts Boulevard
Meets lost sincerity
If you didn't do the crime,
Never do the time
It's the idea that all you know
Will turn out all right.
Carbon Age: Excerpt 01It's an overcast sort of day, not exactly foggy, but with enough moisture in the air to dull the colors of faraway objects. Not that there were that many colors to begin with, there's a cracked gray street, gray-green pine trees with gray trunks, and sprawling gray industrial buildings with signs written in English.Carbon Age: Excerpt 014 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Which is all very confusing because this space is supposed to be made of the dreams of a million abducted children from South America. Rainforests, warm busy cities, and Spanish or Portuguese speaking cartoons seemed more likely for the children to dream about than a dreary day in either England or North America.
Brian walks towards one of the buildings, sneaker shod feet crunching on the street. He's wearing his default avatar, a young gawky man with bright red hair, glasses, and asymmetrical freckles that manage to look more stupid than cute. He's dressed in a bright red sweater (to draw attention from his hair) and Tuffclothe jeans.
A chiseled concrete slab outside the b