APH: Kaleidoscopic PerceptionsDrabble request fill for BlizzardCaster: “Paint Me.”APH: Kaleidoscopic Perceptions2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Summary: College AU. Alfred Kirkland always suspected that taking an electives fine arts course for a whole semester would be tantamount to torture. He was right. Well… sorta. USPH.
Alfred stared with dismay at the paint-smeared piece of paper in front of him, and resisted the increasingly tantalizing urge to pound the easel, the painting, his brush, and the palette into a crater on the floor and run, not walk, out of this stupid class permanently. Why oh why had he stooped to making that stupid bet with Kyle? Why? Matthew had warned him, but the chance to get one-up on his brash Australian cousin/roommate was just too much to resist. So of course, he’d ended up losing, and luckily for him the penalty for the loser was that the winner chose an electives course for them in the next semester of college, and they had to go to every class and pass. Kyle (the sadistic bastard) had cho
Sain x Lucius Support: FE clubSain and LuciusSain x Lucius Support: FE club5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A tragic tale of unrequited love in three parts
Sain: Ahhh .ahh!
Sain: There is no question at all. You are indeed the fairest lady of our camp!
Sain: Oh, be still my heart! I see you blush with humble modesty. Exquisite!
Lucius: Sir Knight, I
Sain: Sain! How impetuous and rude of me not to introduce myself!
Lucius: Sir Sain, I'm afraid you are in error.
Sain: Nonsense! There can be no mistake in such peerless loveliness! And so I am off to gallantly defend you, sweet maiden, from whatever foe dares cross our path today! Yah!
Lucius: Oh goodness
Sain: Oh those eyes those sparkling sapphire eyes.
Lucius: Sir Sain.
Sain: That golden hair that voice! She haunts me even as
Whispering smileThanks to Ike and his group, peace was restored in Tellius. Micaiah, Sanaki and Elincia were doing their best to calm the last tensions between peoples, but relationship between Laguz and Beorc have never been so good. Everything settled down fast.Whispering smile3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In fact, everything went very fast. Everyone parted without proper goodbyes. It must have been because all of them were so happy to stop fighting. Nephenee returned home alone as soon as the mercenaries didn't need her anymore. She thought that it was what she wanted most. Her neighbor had a child: it kept her occupied her once she got there. She took care of him like her own boy.
As for Heather, she also went back home. The queen Elincia gave her some gold when she knew about her mother's condition. Unfortunately, even if the thief did all she can and used all the money she had, her mother died a few months after her return. Heather felt destroyed and guilty for having leaving her so much time. She then decided to leave her village, forever
How to build a O.C (Sue/Gary proof!) GUIDEIntroduction: Now..I suppose you're all wondering why I created a guide to help others by making their characters non-mary-sues or gary-stues. The answer is simple: I'm freaking tired of seeing and rp'ing with them! I'm positive that this guide will help fix your character up in no time! That is...if you bother to read on. WARNING: If you hate being corrected, I suggest you leave.How to build a O.C (Sue/Gary proof!) GUIDE2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When creating a original character, the key is to go deep within your mind and think hard. Don't imagine things you've seen before, that doesn't make them original, that just makes them plain characters or copies. Allow your mind to go blank. If you plan on doing this exercise, have a pencil and paper ready so that you can write down anything interesting that comes to mind. Either it's a object, shape, or even a color that comes to mind, write it down! EVERYTHING COUNTS!
Oh here's a good topic that EVERYONE needs to understand, if you want to succeed in anything Proper spellin
Oh art thief, oh art thiefOh art thief, oh art thiefOh art thief, oh art thief2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How you’ve brought us all to grief.
How can you be unashamed?
When you stole from people unnamed
How you think about your own fame
Just like others like you playing that game
How you feed off us
How you live on others success
How can you sleep at nights,
Knowing you infringed other’s rights?
How can you enjoy this fame,
Knowing it rightfully belongs to another name?
Do we also carry the blame
That we blindly follow someone’s claim?
To the people that believe everything humans say
To you I say good day
We must always question what we are told
Or we can start to be controlled
By vicious lies and such
To me that is just too much
FE:Path of Radiance Memory of Mom- Original LyricsFE:Path of Radiance Memory of Mom- Original Lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I remember your warmth when you held me.
Those eyes that always shined down on me gently.
You were always reaching out to everyone,
The person I had loved…
I won't forget about caring,
And the kindness to sharing.
You were so strong to that great power,
A distant withering flower.
I'll never erase your memory from my heart,
And that's how we'll never part.
Always the first one to forgive,
Even when you had little time to live.
Your will and your heart will live on in us,
So place the others faith and trust.
Even when you seem, just to be a dream,
That will not stop your belief.
How could someone as kind as you…?
How could you leave us so soon?
I never got to say those few words:
The words "I love you…"
Are they a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu? -- OC QuizThis is a quiz to help determine if your OC is a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu for anyone who is curiousAre they a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu? -- OC Quiz2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Wait, before you start!
There is a common misconception about Mary-Sues and Gary-Stus apparently, I just want to clear it up for everybody
Other people imply that your character can only be creative if they are ugly, stupid, powerless, bland, etc, and that is FAR from the truth. Colored hair does not make a Mary-Sue, exceptional beauty does not make a Mary-Sue, uncommon traits and powers does not make a Mary-Sue, a love interest does not make a Mary-Sue, but all of those combined does! Basically, a Mary-Sue is an inhumanly perfect character, same goes for an inhumanly imperfect character. Basically, just try to make the characters human (unless it's apart of the character's race/social rank/social expectancy to be, but if so, don't overplay it)
And apparently, not all mary sues are necessarily bad
Take Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, awesome story, it speaks to me on a spiritual level lo
The Rules of FanfictionThe Rules of Fanfiction10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. You are a writer. It does not matter that your form of writing is fanfiction – you are creating a piece of written art and therefore you are a writer. It will never be published outside of your personal webpage and DeviantArt but that isn't important. Your writing transcends the petty literary anthologies. Besides, who wants to be one of those kinds of writers? They're all just elitist snobs anyways.
2. When selecting a piece to write fanficiton about, make sure it is a well-known one. Plastering "FINAL FANTASY VII" all over the piece ensures that only dedicated fans look at it. Otherwise, you might wind up having one of those literary elitist snobs stumble across it, and we all know how they view fanfiction. Also, it ensures you an immediate fanbase. Selecting a relatively unknown work as your subject material means that only a select few will be able to read and comprehend it. &
Silencioso adios.Silencio. Ningún sonido perceptible en la noche, tan solo un profundo vacío puede abrazarle entre esas cuatro paredes. Es un abrazo gélido, pero ella se desenvuelve ágil, como en su natural hábitat, entre el helor de la quietud, del silencio, en el invierno interior de una soledad atenazante.Silencioso adios.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ha aprendido a sumergirse en los más sombríos páramos de su alma. Ha removido, con los dedos en carne viva, la árida, seca e infértil superficie de su cuerpo en una desesperada búsqueda por hallar algo que le devuelva a la vida.
Frío. Está sentada sobre el frío suelo del baño. Ha cerrado la puerta con pestillo. No es necesario, nadie va a abrirla por el otro lado. Ningunos nudillos van a golpear impacientemente esa puerta para apresurarle a que salga. Nadie va a requerir su atención al otro lado.
Hace días que dejó de contestar al teléfono, y que su corazó
Fat...So?Fat...So?11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I looked into the mirror
I saw that my face was plumper
My thighs much bigger
My stomach much fatter
A piece of cake in my right hand
I look at this large body
I see that I'm fat
5'3 210 pounds and to my shock
I think I'm beautiful
For the first time in my life
This isn't some feel superior mantra I'm saying to make myself feel better
I am beautiful
I eat that piece of cake in one bite
Ichigo x RukiaIchigo sat bolt upright in his bed, what on earth had woken him up? Just then a deep roll of thunder vibrated his surroundings with its mighty roar, the noise reverberating inside his ribcage. Although it had been very loud, Ichigo usually wasn't woken by storms, he usually slept right through them, so why had this one woken him up? Just then he heard a noise, it sounded like a whimper, but where on earth was that coming from? Lightening streaked across the sky once more, lighting the room with its luminance. This time Ichigo heard a small, plaintive moan, and another roll of thunder confirmed his suspicions about the source,Ichigo x Rukia6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rukia he called out,
The cupboard door was opened slightly and in the darkness he could see a pair of wide, fear filled eyes,
Rukia are you OK?
the shinigami shook her head, there was another flash of lightening and the door was slid shut quickly as Rukia groaned once again,
It's just a storm Rukia
SexySexy11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What is Sexy!
A small round tattoo
on the ball of your back
peeking out of your jeans
Sexy is your brown eyes
In the afternoon sunshine.
Sexy is ripe red strawberries
Between your lips.
Sexy is the curve of your thigh
The shape of your waist
The contour of your breast
Sexy is the way you smell
Jasmine, lilac and lavender.
The sweetest thing
In a summer breeze
Sexy is watching you
Sit in a chair
the way you do.
The way you cross your legs
The way you lean in your chair
The way your hair
rest on your shoulders.
The touch of your skin
The feel of your kisses.
But the best thing
Is holding you close.
To my heart and soul
And that…is sexy.
PromesasPromesas4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Él se acercó lentamente, sabía que la decisión que estaba tomando no era la mejor, ni siquiera era la correcta. Ella lo amaba, de verdad lo amaba y no pudo evitar derramar las primeras lágrimas incluso antes de que él comenzara a hablar.
"Te prometo que nos volveremos a encontrar" le dijo a ella, pero ella no tenía palabras, el corazón se le había destrozado y de sus ojos caían lágrimas negras que manchaban sus mejillas.
"Debes entender el por que estoy haciendo esto" continuaba, "aunque quizá te estoy pidiendo demasiado No debimos aventurarnos en un juego tan peligroso como este "
"¿Crees que fue una perdida de tiempo?", dijo al fin entre sollozos e intentando limpiar las lágrimas en su cara.
"¿Una perdida de tiempo?... No, no lo creo, al contrario, fue realmente un momento muy importante para mí, ¿sabes? Y aunque quizá no me creas, te extrañaré<
Heartfelt MelodiesHeartfelt Melodies4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
♪♫ ♥ "Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul." ♪♫ ♥
There I sat in a small room filled with soft musical sounds, my fingers pressed gently and swiftly along the piano keys. It was my distinct melody, my heart pouring itself out, my time to relax and become one with my music.
To my advantage, the music room was available for me every day after school and always remained empty. It was my favourite time of the day, the time where I could be alone with my piano. I was never the type of person who could openly voice my thoughts and opinions. If anything bugged me, I'd do my best to brush it off and think of something else.
Ugh, I got distracted.
I sighed deeply, realizing I had missed a sharp.
Alright, just count down the time signature again...1-2-3...
It only took a few seconds for my body and mind to re-adjust to the tempo. My han
...27... She wore barbed wire necklaces so that every time she laughed, it hurt....27...6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Little Freckles Frankie was the first to make her laugh so hard she bled. He was ten, she was eleven. I dont think he has found anything funny since. It was too bad really, baby blue eyes tend to twinkle when they laugh.
I caught her counting the scars in the bathroom mirror once. They were soft puckers of white against sun tanned copper, they would have been morbid, if they werent so beautiful. There were 27. I met the reflection of her blatant blue eyes with my broken brown, and she said,
20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight1) It's poorly written. Stephen King can back me up on SMeyer being a horrible writer.20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2) Those are not vampires, they're sparkly fags. And by fag, I don't mean gay, I mean fag.
3) Edward is a 107 year old virgin. Can you say pathetic?
4) Bella has no redeeming qualities; she's a very weak main character. Physically she isn't strong. She can't run away right even; she trips too much. She's not smart, either, she's almost brain dead (come on, how long did it take her to figure out Edward was a vampire again?). She's not very pretty. She's not nice; she treats her friends horribly, and wants nothing to do with normal boys who aren't monsters. Somehow, everyone loves her, despite all this, which only makes her even more dislikable.
5) There is no plot. Or, if there is, it was so small I missed it.
6) Edward is abusive and a stalker.
7) Bella has absolutely no opposition to Edward stalking her. (In Buffy the Vampire slayer, Buffy tells Angel that girls don't like being stalked. She actuall
Trans: I am all this, but...I have a female body.Trans: I am all this, but...4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am feminine.
I like make-up.
I like jewelery.
I like perfume.
I love wearing dresses and other 'women' clothing.
I am still a boy.
I have a male body.
I am masculine.
I like sports.
I like colone.
I'm fine with getting dirty.
I love wearing baggy shirts and pants, and other 'male' clothing.
I am still a girl.
TToG:Chapter3 pt6 Crazy HouseTToG:Chapter3 pt6 Crazy House4 years ago in Settings More Like This
I run back to Honey Bee with no encounter...
"Hi, Lyra! It's been a while.
Can I help you with something?" She asks.
"Honey Bee! I found the crystal...this is what I needed, right? What is it exactly?" I ask.
"You...you got it? I'm so proud of you!
That's the Charity Core Crystal!
It has the power to negate the evil power of the Greed Core Crystal that Mammona draws power from!" SHe says.
"Awesome...wait you knew that this whole time? Why didn't you just tell me?" I ask.
"I um...it's...comcplicated...listen that's not imprtant!
What's important is that you can beat her now!" She says.
"Right...right! Well, I'm off to the tower, do you have any more advice for me?" I ask.
"Just remember the crystal, that's the key to beating Mammona!" She says.
"Thanks Honey Bee, I'll be back soon!" I say.
Quest Updated: The Tower of Gargalesis
I should attempt to proceed in saving the little girl's mother...
I go toward the World Map-
Giggle Bunny emerged!
I get ready to cast a spel
The KrakenThe Kraken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your life is a boat
Wandering the desolate seas.
But then nothing.
Until the heavens open.
The seas waves grow and grow
Hitting your mast,
What guides you
pulling you on your right path.
In the dark deep waters
Lurks a demon.
A demon so big
It will swallow you whole.
until your last dying breath.
Your worst enemy.
It will wrap its deadly tentacles around you.
Squeeze away your pleading scream.
It's your life's worst enemy.
Tempus Venatores [Dave x Reader]Tempus Venatores [Dave x Reader]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
[Sicarius means Assassin, Dux means Leader, Venefica means Witch, Arcus means Bow, Fistulae means Guns, and Imperium means Control. Tempus Venatores means ‘Time Hunters’, Stolto means ‘Idiot; fool’, Vai Avanti means 'Go on', Stare al sicuro means ‘Stay safe’]
The man slammed his hand down on the table. “That isn’t good enough!”
“I’m sorry, Sir! But they just found the body this morning so-”
“Are you daft? Stolto! Can you not see it as I do? The perfect mark around the neck, the precise execution, and the subconscious need to at least try to hide the body so he won’t be found for a while. This is the work of Sicarius!”
“A-are you sure, Commander…? It seems that nowadays, you think everyone is being killed by Sicarius but that is not the case.”
“I’m telling you, Mr. Drake, that this is definitely the work of Sicarius. We must stop Tempus Venatores at all
Midna's Afterstory Part 1Midna's Afterstory Part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
MAJOR EDIT: The majority of this story is gone now. There is only this part left for those who enjoyed it previously and would like some nostalgia or something. It will be rewritten, though ^^
A very strange looking woman was sprawled out on a bed, the white sheets partially covering her body. Her pajamas were quite short, almost showing her underwear and her bra was partially showing anyways.
A woman who looks completely normal peeks in the doorway. Miss Midna? she called.
The strange woman raised her head. Yes? she asked, blinking her eyes tiredly.
Is this a bad time? The servant woman sounded amused.
You dont have to act as my servant, Malon, Midna giggled. I can get my own breakfast.
I actually take enjoyment of staying in the castle. It gives the horses a bigger place to wander as well.
Alright. I still cant get used to your bright red hair in my room every morning! Midna tea
A Bit on HomosexualityI am here to speak of something that some people tend to shy away from. I am going to speak frankly about the fact that Homosexuality and Christianity should be able to coexist in a peaceful manner. I see anger and hate time and again. The same things are written on right wing sites opposing Homosexuality. They always say something along the lines of, "Homosexuality is a sin, and God will not allow sinners into Heaven." Alright, well, now that this has been established about a half a million times, I am going to take a chance and disprove it. My basic question to all of you is, "Why exactly can't Christians and Homosexuals get along?" The answer is that they should be able to.A Bit on Homosexuality3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Most of the time people write long paragraphs about how those who are Homosexual are "disgusting" in God's eyes. There are even websites named things like "God Hates Gays." There is a very big issue with this. That being that if you really take the time to read and understand any part of the Bible,