She Is YoursNEPHTHYS SAT IN the garden, strumming her harp absently and staring at the stars. Although Horus's palace was a palace of light and life, she preferred it here, in her brother's palace in the underworld, in the land of shadow. Her sister was here, and though her son still lived with his half-brother in the kingdom of the living, he came to see her often. She was glad that they were so close. That her family had healed itself.She Is Yours6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was glad for the other change that had come. Perhaps, her family truly had healed. She had never thought it possible, even as she'd hoped. But it seemed to be true.
After the great fight against Yamm, when Horus the king, and Set, and the foreign goddess Astarte, had defeated the wicked god who threatened to hold them all prisoner, she had had a visitor. She had few visitors as it was. Yet this was one she had never expected.
He had come to her at night, a
Set Set threw open the doors to his brothers study, the priests outside had told him Osiris could be found here. He slammed the doors closed behind him, and the boom echoed in the room.Set6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Is it true?
Osiris was staring at him, shocked. The two brothers looked nothing alike; Osiris had been born with a completely human appearance. He was handsome, everyone thought he was handsome, even Set admitted he was handsome.
Sets body was human too, but his head was shaped similarly to a camel, and the fur on his face was the color of dried blood.
Is what true, Set?
Set advanced on his brother and with one hand pushed the table between them out of the way. The papers Osiris had been looking at scattered across the floor. His brother took a step back.
Blind To LoveSHE SAT BY the river every day. She watched the waters, spied the birds, kept her eyes on the rocks as she hopped over them. He'd seen her shoot down a lion once while it was still out in the desert, and she by the water. So why then did she never seem to be able to see him?Blind To Love6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Khnum watched Lady Sati every day with growing frustration. He had been here longer than she had; the caves at the First Cataract, on Elephantine Island, had always been his home. Yet she'd been here for a good while also now, but for as much as he saw her, she never appeared to take any notice of him.
He supposed this wouldn't have bothered him so greatly if he hadn't been in love with her.
He heaved a sigh as he watched her today, stepping over the rocks and staring down into the water as she tended to do. She wore a crown with horns that curved gracefully upwards, yet their grace was nothing compared to her own. She carried a bow
TurningBeneath her skin ached with the fever of desperation. For the longest time she knew about him, and the blessing he had been given; and she wanted it too.Turning5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Tonight was the night she chose to ask him, hoping and wishing he would allow to have this gift pass on to her. After much thought and discussion, he agreed. She knew the risks, and the reward, and felt it was time to take it all.
She bent down on her knees, her body trembling with excitement and fear. She knew this would be painful, but the pain would be but a small moment, and the glorious feeling of freedom she longed for would be hers, forever. She wanted this, more than anything. Her soul screamed for it.
He gently brushed her hair back, slowly moving his hand across, exposing her neck and shoulder. It felt seductive, but it was not for the act of passion that he did this, but for preparation.
Are you ready? he asked, keeping his voice as calm as he could. He needed her to stay calm and focused.
Yes, she w
How to become popular in DA p1There are many ways to be a successful Deviant and get a lot of watchers and about 100+ views per day, some require being born with actual talent, a lot of practice, or the will to not give up when things seem get hard; however, if you actually had any of those you wouldn't be reading this text, so I'll list here the most popular ways of becoming a wide-known internet celebrity. First, the one I am more familiar with:How to become popular in DA p14 years ago in Comedy More Like This
-The average Joe's way: Spritting edition.
Step 1: Making a character.
-Get any Sonic character's sprite sheet.
-Open it in MS Paint.
-Recolor it(and if its within your abilities, move the spikes on the back 1 pixel up and 3 pixels to the left to make it even more original).
-Make a really original story oh how your character was born in a little village/town/city and grew up like any normal kid, who had telekinesis, telepatic comunication abilities, a weapon(a sword is a must in every Original Character) and had a happy life until Robotnik came and destroyed hi
Experiment"At least it's clean," Seiteki grumbled to himself. Like many 'supernatural' creatures, he had decided to out himself a few years ago, partly on a whim, partly because humanity seemed able to deal with the idea. Again.Experiment5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Let us hope, my fellows, that we do not have another Rise of the Puritans or whatever!" he exclaimed to the blank white walls, expecting no answer.
"Please be quiet, sir," a feminine voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"Thank you for being polite, but I think not. You see, I need some way to amuse myself; if I cannot do so with a toy or something, then I will do so by speaking to nothing in particular. Besides, the only reason I even agreed to this little experiment of yours is because you swore you'd pay me quite the hefty fee after three months of participation, and then you would let be go and leave me alone so long as I lived. This I have in writing!" he cried to the ceiling, smiling slightly.
"Sir, please i
Werewolves 101Werewolves 101 (according to me)Werewolves 1016 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
They are simply humans with the ability to shift into a werewolf or wolf. To some, its the other way around. The human is actually their mask, or camouflage. It is what keeps them safe from man (who they believe are the real enemies), though not all werewolves believe in this.
Werewolves have two basic forms, the feral (wolf) form, which is the natural wolf to blend in better with nature and their ancestors, then there is the anthro form, which is the bipedal werewolf form.
Werewolves take pride in their heritage and prefer to live in the wild like their ancestors, the wolves, do. Some prefer to live in packs, others on their own. They need to stay safe from humanity and their identities must be kept secret.
According to very old legends,
DefunctDefunct2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Here ambitions died,
no purposes left to stir
the decaying gear.
The desert doesn't recall
the moment of industry.
DiscordDiscord3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The night was cloudless,
yet she raised her umbrella
against the dark sky.
It was clear he had nothing
to offer. He didn't try.
Flying High (prologue)My name is Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. But everyone just calls me Hiccup. Or useless whatever fits best for them.Flying High (prologue)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Do you finally have a girlfriend?" asked my aunt like every year.
And like every year her daughter for me: "Do you really think that any girl wants a weakling like him?"
This laughing person is my cousin Astrid Hofferson. My other cousin Ruffnut was fighting with her twin brother Tuffnut and my third cousin Snoutlout exasperated my fourth cousin Fishlegs like every year.
Yes, we are a big family. My father Stoik even called as a tribe with the name Hairy Hooligans. Well for my relatives the name was fitting, but I was the exact contrary to them: Small, weak and not interested in sports. I like art more what makes me the laughing stock of my family.
"Hey hey, my favorite cousin!" yelled Snotlout through the room.
Great, Snoutlout had enough of Fishlegs and was coming for me now. Fishlegs was an outsider too, but he made something with his body weight: Sumo wrestling. And
A World of BloodA World of Blood:A World of Blood2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...
Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...
The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...
My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...
The blind shall follow in his burning steps;
They will see within him a flame and fire.
And he knows that the hearts of passionate men
Are easily laced with glorious desire...
In dreams he calls and grants them strength
He sends his 'angels' to enchant the night.
He turns the blind into seeing creatures
And robs them of the light...
But it is h
Retrograde Scents from inside the suit intertwined their intentions with the sights of tangled and tessellated hair illumed by firefly LED's, spiking my circulation with memories and murmurs of dopamine.Retrograde3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I took her by the gaze; she steered her sight away from mine. I led her through a glance that involved no scuffling of hands.
She was one of two wayward strangers passing in the cosmos; two separate glances met as objects in motion tending to motion. People aren't the same however.
Drifter was the term we were known as, people cast off of vessels and ships, mostly by accident, condemned to trudge about the universe until starvation kicked in or their oxygen-starved filters were finally incapable of operating. My unplanned departure from the mysteriously flaming
Dead and goneIf you were dead and gone, my love,Dead and gone3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd love you all the same.
And, if your heart no longer beat,
mine still would hold your flame.
If you lay 'neath this cold grey earth
and rotten in the ground,
I'd still be drawn to hold you close:
this love, Death can't confound.
If you no longer lived, my love,
my love would not grow cold.
A heart that's split in two can hold
as much love as a whole.
Fairytale: The Byzantine AppleOnce upon a time there was an old apple tree that grew on the border of the Byzantine Kingdom near an old virgin forest. (In reality the apple tree didn't grow much any more because it was very old.) The year our story begins there was a rich harvest and many of the apples showed their red and delicious cheeks to the eye of the observer. But one apple of this particular tree was more beautiful than all the others, with smooth and shiny red cheeks, sweet and delicious to eat. The apple knew this about itself, but didn't whisper anything about it to anyone, because it was Byzantine.Fairytale: The Byzantine Apple2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was autumn. The apples of the old tree reached the peak of their maturity with red cheeks and after that started to fall one by one from the branches onto the nearby ground. One apple fell on the rocks, another into a watery puddle, a third the most beautiful one - onto the wet grass. The grass received the most beautiful apple
*Nature at her Best**Nature at her Best*1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
life and death entwined
Together making poetry
Nature at her best.
GreyThe rain ended abruptly,Grey3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
stalled my heart from beating,
drenched in the memory of you.
Broken nights of sleep,
with painful visions
that will forever remind me
of who you really are.
Contained in subtle misery;
an inability to forget that which
lingers in present dreams.
September 26th, 2011
Centauress ProtectorCentauress Protector2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Wilhelmina, or as she liked to be called 'Mina' for short, was a girl of the age of 20. Her family was a prototypical American farm family living in the rural parts of Iowa. Their main crop was corn and it had made her family semi-rich; meaning that the family was well off but no one in particular could sit on their laurels but actually had to still work. Wilhelmina was the oldest of 6 children, she having 3 sisters and 2 brothers. Mina stood at a respectable 5' 6" tall; she had short brown hair, brown eyes, and was athletically slender in nature. All were working for their father on the family corn farm when they were not in school. During her time as a child she took to three things, one being the bow and arrow hunting of small game, the second being cheerleading, and the third was her studies in school.
Mina wasn't too keen about her full first name; she kept thinking that her parents had called her that n
Arceus ReportArceus (the Alpha Pokemon) is a legendary Normal-type Pokemon whose current location is in an unknown dimension, though it is often referred to as the Hall of Origin by experts. Even though little is truly known about this magnificent beast, Arceus is without a doubt the most powerful creature to ever walk the face of the Earth and perhaps the entire universe, even if it might not appear to be anything truly special. Humans still might not be too sure about its true origins or thought processes, but it is undeniable that Arceus deserves to be respected and should be rightfully feared above all other Pokemon in existence; after all, if Arceus had not existed, it is likely that we wouldn't either!Arceus Report4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
According to the legends of Sinnoh, Arceus was born from a great cosmic egg before the universe ever existed; shortly after birth, it created Dialga and Palkia to rule over time and space together and, perhaps as a consequence, created Giratina as the representation of reg
A Nightmare Beyond this World1Greetings everyone! This new fic of mine is planning to last 10 chapters...if possible...maybe more...anyway, this fic contains characters that are really, REALLY OOC so be warned. It's a crossover between the G1 universe and...I'll keep you guessing but if anyone out there is smart enough to know then congrats, you're a physic! Now enjoy! This fic conatins mature mech on mech action, torture, violence, drug use...possible non con but I'm holding back a little...ask via reviews! Pairings are Optimus Prime x Hot Rod, Prowl X Jazz, Hound X Mirage, Ratchet X Wheeljack and a few others I will inform later on in the story!A Nightmare Beyond this World15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Nightmare Beyond this World
The hallway was dark and gloomy. The only light were the purple shaded ones that gave the place an eerie atmosphere and a frightful mood. The air was cold and a foul stench wafted down the deserted hallways. Nothing moved and there wasnt one sound to indica
iLL SerpentiLL Serpent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a man that was supposed to be bound away for centuries,
In a penitentiary for being the illest entity,
They tried to cure my sickness but couldn't find a remedy,
So they tentatively locked me up for spitting chemically,
When I'm near mercury and alcohol it shakes in thermometers,
Breaking barometers and a swag that takes kilometers,
Causing comets to burst and awing the crowd multiple times,
With a mouth full of elements and diabolical rhymes,
A mic full of lines and a head that's multidimensional,
I'm a unconventional lyrical spiritual interval,
The world's fate seemed disastrous when heard in the prophecies,
Extremely calamitous, look in my eye.. illest of serpents talk to me,
I know the one that knew Adam and Eve, and one from Greek Mythology,
They taught me toxicology while I taught them to speak philosophy,
I attack social psychology while I spit ideology,
Ripping anthology modestly developing high technology,
With a technique that's intangible, so watch in awe with Gl
OC Writing Scenario MemeOC Writing Scenario MemeOC Writing Scenario Meme2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Okay so this idea just popped into my head today, and thought it would be fun. If you're struggling for inspiration, artist/writers block, or just generally bored, then feel free to take this meme! Don't forget to link me when you're done, cause I'd love to read it. :3 Also great for developing characters.
Pick as many of your OC's as you like. Could be one, or even ten. As many as you can handle. I will write some scenarios and all you have to do is imagine what would happen if your OC was put into it. (If you're confused, just check the link for an example). Write as much as you like, but be creative and have fun! Write one for each OC you listed.
The point of this meme is to explain in detail the situation. Not just short, quick answers. Really put some thought into these scenarios and imagine what your OC's would do and why. A short story kind of thing. I'm keeping them very brief to give you the opportunity to be creat
PulsePulsePulse6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Transformers One-Shot
Sideswipe gave a groan as his processor was pulled back online. His optics flickered on, taking a moment to let the sensors adjust to the light of the Autobot medical bay. He lifted one hand to shield his optics from the light as they adjusted, then pushed himself up.
Dont you even think about getting off that berth.
Sideswipe tilted his head so he could see the medic who gave the order. Ratchet was on the other side of the med bay, busily welding what looked to be a panel of Sideswipes armor. The red melee fighter looked down at himself and saw that his entire hood had been removed. Internal wiring and circuitry, even his spark chamber, lay exposed. He could see the extent of the damage hed taken and the repairs that Ratchet had already made. He gave a wince at the memory of the shot hed taken and who hed taken it for.
Wheres Sunstreaker? Sideswipe asked.