Sheogorath Stops ByPrize for LadyRedDarknessSheogorath Stops By3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The sun was drawing closer to the horizon, sending a mist over the small group and casting a chill down their spines.
"We should not be here," peeped Merrill from under her hood.
Hawke looked down at her, silently agreeing. Varric walked just ahead with Bianca before him. They had stumbled upon the ancient ruins as they explored Sundermount. Hawke had become intrigued because he had never seen something so ancient as the stone walls that now surrounded them. There were symbols etched into the walls that Merrill didn't recognise, and the chance to explore had overpowered him.
He was curious by nature, but now he wished he had gone and come back. They had wondered way too far into the ruins and now the light above the broken ceiling was breaking, which would mean if they couldn't find their way out then they would have to camp there. But the twilight was brining an unnerving feeling over the three of them, and Hawke was starting to curse his curiosity.
HeartacheWhy is there a wordHeartache10 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
for a heart that is broken;
Is it that common?
New School New You TGNew School New You TG3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
Sheets“I adore you,”Sheets9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
she said, whimsically twisted in the rippled gossamer sheets of their bed.
And in these words were memories of weather-worn love letters,
long kisses with smeared roseate lipstick,
and layered mascara outlining her chatoyant eyes,
for he loved the way it looked.
she said months later, tightly grasping the rippled gossamer sheets of her bed.
And in these words were soiled and crumpled goodbye notes,
untarnished roseate lipstick on her opulent lips,
and smeared mascara, creating an ashy mess on her pillowcase,
for who cares if he used to love the way it looked.
She whispered to empty sheets,
“I meant abhor you.”
a trial hardens your skin, not your prideread out here: https://soundcloud.com/c-e-moore/a-trial-hardens-your-skin-nota trial hardens your skin, not your pride1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'll say this once;
you were not my idea of forever.
our first words to each other were not
profound, our first meeting was a shitty
distance call that kept
hammering to a stop, not
stammering the way you did;
commas and commas (not even a fucking
semicolon) of anxiety struck me nowhere
near poetic but that's something only
my mind couldn't quite wrap its lithe
"what's the 'chase'?" you asked, with nothing
as much as a cowering glance in my
unwavering direction. "a game you play to see
how much you can fuck me over without ever
touching me." silence ensued as all great
"I would never do that to anyone."
you followed the delicately decorated bread-crumb
trail I had set for myself, once you'd
freed me of the duty to be your temporary
solution to a smile, but it never ended.
and I was a copper-red solution too
unreactive for you to nullify.
I had you pe
No KerouacYou're no KerouacNo Kerouac3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she said -
no open road of verse,
your life's work painted
in a gaudy yellow line,
slapping the asphalt
like a greedy river.
You don't own a Nikon
or black loafers,
or hop a boxcar
to sleep under stars
they make God himself
inhale too much clean.
You have no cool
lurking in the corners,
giving skin and ink
to strange women;
no green rush of neon
or cheap whiskey
pissing in the wind,
to rape the sunrise.
You just have a mouth
angels could fall into,
your tongue and lips
a lean and tangled beast,
words breaking up
in a torrent
like a cacophony
of electric blue...
RicochetI am:Ricochet4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A force to be reckoned with.
A weapon of peace.
A shotgun full of cherry kisses.
But I am happy.
tutorial de colorearEmpezamos?tutorial de colorear3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Antes de que hagas click a lo que sea, nota por favor que este tutorial no está hecho para un principiante. Con eso me refiero a alguien que no tenga ninguna experiencia en arte digital. Asegúrate que tengas el conocimiento básico de cómo los programas digitales funcionan. Conoce los términos "capa", "photoshop" y "tableta".
También, este tutorial está basado en cómo pinto en general. No es muy muy detallado, pero eso tiene que ver con poco.
Ahora puedes elegir hacer click.
Bienvenidos a mi tutorial, espero que esto sea de algo de ayuda para ustedes.
Antes de empezar, necesitarás un sketch o lineart. Entre más delgadas o claras sean las líneas, el resultado será mejor.
Observa el mío por ejemplo
El cabello está dibujado en una capa separada que después usaremos en este tutorial.
Para este tutorial, estaré usando el programa Paint Tool Sai, but si no lo tienes, también reco
beautiful broken things must stick togetherbecause she is a broken pretty thing,beautiful broken things must stick together9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and he is the little boy who grew up
Temple Gazebo Chamber with Illusionary WallsTemple Gazebo Room with Illusionary Forest Walls and Illusion Water FountainTemple Gazebo Chamber with Illusionary Walls2 years ago in Settings More Like This
This is a circular chamber that can be of any size. The ceiling is typically thirty feet high of domed rock. All of the walls of the room are covered in a permanent illusion of a nighttime forest scene with trees, ivy, a sparkling star filled sky and the sights and sounds of forest animals (owl, croaking frogs, crickets). Touching or interacting with the illusion will reveal the reality that the room is actually enclosed with walls of cut stone blocks Will Save DC 12.
The illusion on the chamber’s walls hides one or more doorways into passageways which can be detected with a successful will save. These passageways will lead to other sections of the dungeon.
In the center of the chamber, on a two foot high stone platform, stands a twenty foot wide, fifteen foot tall, stone gazebo. Steps lead up to the gazebo platform. The stone gazebo consists of a circle of eight of carved stone pillars topped
Viral D.N.ADeoxys.Viral D.N.A3 years ago in Horror More Like This
A Pokémon that has been shrouded in mystery since the first sighting of it.
Nobody knows where it came from... or what it really is.
...Nobody but me...
But I'm so elderly now... tell me, can you keep a secret?
You must tell no one, except when you are as old as me, then you must tell one person- the truth cannot be lost about what..or who Deoxys really is.
I was young when it happened, my father had been gone for several years after mysteriously disappearing.
I joined Team Rocket, being young and stupid as I was.
I thought they were just a group of thugs- stealing Pokémon and trying to take over the region.
Never did I dream they were so much more.
Genetic experimentation was a huge part of their game, more than anyone who isn't a member could ever imagine.
Humans lined in tubes.
Men, women, children.
The endless tubes of green liquid held them all captive in a deep slumber.
As I was led among the tubes, I began to have a feeling.
All those disappearances... h
Brotherly AdviceShisui wiped the sweat from his brow, peering in at the options available to him within the refrigerator. Making a thoughtful sound he stood back, holding the door open.Brotherly Advice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Shisui, you can't possibly be thinking that hard about it.." Itachi quirked a brow, seated at the table off to the side as he watched his cousin and friend.
"You really have no appreciation for life's simple pleasures, Itachi. Food is one of them." He finally made a decision, grabbing a bento box from inside and opening it to see it's contents. "Sometimes I worry that you don't know how to enjoy yourself at all. You know, food, women, money and liquor are all good, if done in moderation."
This made the other curve a slight frown, looking away towards a nearby window.
"What would you know about moderation, Shisui? You're a womanizer, you eat more than your share, and your earnings..."
"Ne ne, I'm not a drunk, nor do I spend my money frivolously! And I'm not a womanizer, I just love women, and they
Periodic Reverse Gravity ChamberPeriodic Reverse Gravity ChamberPeriodic Reverse Gravity Chamber1 year ago in Settings More Like This
This is a large chamber with a high ceiling (at least forty feet). Every 2d4 rounds there is a temporary Reverse Gravity spell effect within the entire chamber (see the spell Reverse Gravity for details). The reverse gravity effect will only last 2d4 rounds and the room will then return to normal gravity for 2d4 rounds. Also, there are hundreds of stones and small boulders littering the floor of the chamber. When a gravity reversal takes effect, these stones will fall up or down. Anyone in the chamber will take an additional 4d6 points of damage (reflex save DC 15 for half). A dispel magic spell will not be strong enough to dispel the magic of the entire chamber and so will be useless.
Foreign visitor tgThomas was sitting in class bored, when he heard about foreign exchange students coming to France from America. One of his new friends on deviantart was talking about the trip there, and found out that he was going to be at Thomass school. The major problem was that Thomas didnt know what Shadow looked like, so he thought it was going to be hard. Well, when the students arrived, one of the boys had a black shirt on, and on the back it said Shadow, with the number 13 below it. Thomas wondered if this was the same Shadow off of deviantart. So when the class was asked to go and meet someone, Thomas gave it a shot. Bonjour, said Thomas. What? said the guy. Sorry, I dont speak much English. Are you by chance PhoenixDaimon from deviantart? asked Thomas politely. Yes, I am, replied Shadow, You can still call me Shadow, okay? Okay, said Thomas. The two guys chatted for awhile, and then Thomas iForeign visitor tg5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Wait till the Bass Drops! TGWait till the Bass Drops! TG3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
Just strange 3It took Tom about half an hour to get home. It never took this short, but it had a simple explanation - he had been running most of the way. Exhausting himself to this unhealthy extent seemed like a brilliant way of avoiding unwelcome thoughts. As he stopped to unlock their entrance door, panting like a mad dog, his legs wobbling with exhaustion and his clothes dump from sweat, he felt everything would be alright again. The warmth enveloped him when he stepped inside, promising him a good night - he was fatigued beyond belief and he would sleep well. And he will never have to meet Flint again - he was from a different school, after all, and he hadn't met him ever before so unless he goes to any more of Tiff's stupid parties, he won't have anything to worry about. Tom tried to tip-toe to his mother's bedroom as soundlessly as he could even though she took the sleeping pills he gave her that evening. The door was opened and he peeked inside. His mother twitched and her blue eyes tJust strange 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
history remembers.i.history remembers.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
history repeats itself.
i realize this the fourth time i find myself on a couch
with the head of a boy i don’t know
between my stiff, nonresponding legs.
i realize this on the third sip of alcohol. on the fourth.
the fifth. the eleventh. the first time i black out. the eighth.
history repeats itself
and i am napoleon marching across russia
and i only pretend the water is poisoned.
i only pretend the earth is burned to ground.
i pretend that destruction is inevitable
and that help is not an option.
we got close, him and i.
sometimes you get so close to a person
you can feel their lips stiffen
when you try to kiss them.
sometimes you get close to a person,
under them, between damp sheets.
they never stop believing
that you are beneath them.
“help me,” he says. i say okay.
he tells me to sleep with him later
so i say the wrong name in bed,
but so does he;
he means it,
i say it because it’s the only way i can
The Game (Poem)The Game (Poem)2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Ced Shadowborn
Let me tell you about a game I play
Where I close my eyes and fade away.
I float away to a special place
Beyond the stars and moon and space.
In this special place you see
There are only two people - just you and me.
In this place, all is right
Nothing but love, and we never fight.
In this place, there is no sadness
No distance, no hurt, none of that madness.
No rules to follow, no laws to break
No mountains to hold us or separate.
No one to tell us we can't keep in touch,
I don't just tell you "I feel your pain" - I show you how much.
But eventually the game must end
My eyes must open, and reality sets in.
But someday soon - I'm not sure when
I will close my eyes and play my game again.
Lucario Sheldon Aura Ch2Lucario Sheldon Aura Ch22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I soon stormed off into the biggest mistake of my young life. The salty tears covered my entire face and stung my eyes, they were as red as blood, I was blinded by the anger and sadness of my tears. I feel to my knees and cried even harder than I was earlier before. A few minutes past, I slowly stopped my crying. I rose back on my feet and looked around me for a while. I took my first step and slowly started walking around for a while.
Meanwhile back at the barn, Luna and brought the good news to everyone that I evolved. "Luna, are you sure that it wasn't a riolu that looked like Sheldon?" "I'm sure. I know Sheldon when I see him." She ran to the old oak tree and she gasped in worry. Wolf and Caitlin fallowed and were just as shocked as Luna. "Luna, where's Sheldon?" Wolf waited for her to answer. Luna turned to him and Caitlin and finally answered. "I don't know, he said he'd be waiting for us near the old oak tree." Caitlin was worried, she saw me as her only son she never had. "I'm