Character Survey: SywynCharacter Survey: Sywyn4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Sywyn Nym'el [sai-ween neem-el], originally Sywynel Nym [sai-ween-el neem]. No surname known.
MEANING: Sywyn = The-one-who-walks/walker, El = under, Nym = Sun-and-Moons/sky.
NICKNAME: got many of them during his life, but the one which stuck on him the most is Vor'Ard'Ves, literally "the one who can ride the wind"... he got this nickname during the wars in the Westland, from the people of the desert; now almost everyone knows him with this nickname, the Windrider.
ACTUAL AGE: no one knows his real age as he never answered to this question, but just the fact that he took part to the wars in the Westlands makes him older than 400 years for sure.
RESIDENCE: no one, he's mostly an outcast.
AGE APPEARANCE: late 20/early 30
SPECIES: Edhel'nar, (light elf)
SEXUAL PREFERANCE: straight
MARITAL STATUS: single
KIDS: some around the world, he only knows for sure about a couple of them (one of which is also dead)
OCCUPATION: freelance worker (read = mercenary)
Character Survey: RhistelCharacter Survey: Rhistel4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Rhistel Aidan from Sentes. His real surname got lost, since he was too little to remember it when he was found.
MEANING: "Rhistel" doesn't have any particular meaning, while Aidan means "blessed by the Gods" in the sacred language. Sentes is the village he comes from.
NICKNAME: Among the servitude in his mansion and people of his feud he's often addressed as "bran luth", which means something like "silent/quiet lord", referring to the fact that he almost never speaks or even shows himself around at all. Everyone else just call him with his name, except for Sywyn who calls him "shadowling" or just "bookworm", depending on his mood...
ACTUAL AGE: well.. when the story begins he's 16-17, and will become 22-23 by the end of the events.
RESIDENCE: his feud, about 100 miles from the main city of the human kingdom. Does it makes any sense to you? :°D
AGE APPEARANCE: his own, basically... for now
SPECIES: halfbreed, human/dur'gwath (dark elf)
Confession I: VehnasConfession I: Vehnas3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
So you want to know why do I hesitate in taking something I seem to crave so much.
The question is: what makes you think you know what it is that I crave? Because really, I can't figure out how you're supposed to have even the faintest idea.
Do you really think that my biggest, unfulfilled desire is to take her virtue? Do I look so shallow and trivial to you?
If I really wanted to violate her, I could have done it so many time since I first had the chance to lay my hands on her...
But again, why should I brutally take something that already belongs to me? Why should I deliberately spoil my own possession?
Let me clarify this, once for all:
She is mine.
Her beauty is mine.
Every breath she takes is mine.
Her pride and her contempt are mine.
Everything that belongs to her is mine.
All she cares about is mine.
And so is her virtue.
I don't need to rip it off to prove that I own her, and I'm not going to take her against her will just because I can.
She cherishes her chastity, and so do I.
Crows don't careCrows don't care3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She brought him water. She wasn't supposed to, just as she wasn't supposed to approach him at all, but as customary, the guards rarely opposed the Daughters of the Merciful One in their charitable deeds. They did object though, given the nature of the convicted, yet she was still admitted at the gallows, with her white tunic and the bucket of water.
She stood on a cranky stepstool to reach him, and waved away the birds perching on the wooden frame the man's outstretched arms were tied to.
"The bastard ain't dead yet," one of the guards said, "but crows just don't care bout it, I s'pose."
There was a sad irony in that, she thought.
Crows and men alike.
She helped him to drink, even though the task proved to be more difficult than expected: the man had almost no strength left to keep his head from hanging against his chest, and seemed barely able to swallow. She was patient though.
Day after day she kept coming, bringing water, and when the guards allowed her, even some bread.
DefianceDefiance3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Quite a lovely cage you built for her, huh?"
Messirama strode slowly across the room, her arm crossed on the chest in a slightly contemptuous stance. "Now what? Are you planning to keep her in that room for the rest of the fucking time? Feed her like a bird?"
Apparently unconcerned about her rowdy attitude, Vehnas lazily raised his head from the book he was reading and glanced at the woman, which now stood before him.
"Oh dear, dear... holding a grudge, aren't we?" He addressed her casually, "I wonder what could that be for..."
She huffed at his mocking tone and leaned nonchalantly against the wooden bureau behind her, folding her arms tighter against her breast. "Really, as if you had to guess."
He turned his attention back to the book, the beads of his bracelets tingling lightly as he leafed through the pages. "Leave now, darling. As much as I enjoy having your gorgeous self around, I can see you're going to start talking soon, and it just detracts from your whole 'being
.:[REQUEST] LinkXSnapped!Reader :. WEDDING CRASHER.:[REQUEST] LinkXSnapped!Reader :. WEDDING CRASHER3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh the princess has been kidnapped. Oh the princess is in danger! Princess this! Princess that! It was driving you insane! Didn't the old ladies in the market have anything better to do than to gossip about 'how in love the Link boy is with the princess' yes Link. YOUR Link. Well not technically your link but you had been in love with him since you were little. Jealousy getting the better of you , you approached the old women.
"oh why hello [y/n] did you come to pick up your father's medicine?" the oldest of the four asked.
"yes, and I couldn't help but hear you talking about the princess." you said in what you thought sounded like a mourning tone.
"oh yes we were what a lovely young lady did you hear that she's coming to our village to thank link for all he's done!" the youngest said excitedly. You looked up in fake surprise.
"you mean you didn't hear about the accident?" you practically yelled so half the market place could hear you. The oldest woman came back with your father's medi
Bacterial Contamination Prologue Chap 1 (reupload)Bacterial Contamination Prologue Chap 1 (reupload)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Be------ep! Be----ep! Be---ep!!
A groan echoed in the room as the alarm bell starting beeping furiously. A hazy hand emerged from under the sheet and pushed a button on the side of the small machine.
An other groan of relief rang as the loud beeps stopped. Moving from under the sheet, the blonde head of the sleepy man emerged, rubbing his eyes and scratching his thick eyebrows.
He stood up hazily and walked towards the furniture, pulling casual yet classy clothes out ofthe drawers. He dressed slowly, arranged the sheets as he could over his bed and went out of the bedroom towards a kitchen, repressing a deep yawn.
As he walked into the kitchen, a sweet scent of pastry and the stronger scent of fresh coffee made his eye snap awake and he rubbed his eyebrows once more.
_"Bonjour, Kirkland~" said a voice.
A man was standing in the kitchen, carefully pulling small croissants out of the oven. His long blond hair were tied in a wavy ponytail and
How To Be Lonelyi.How To Be Lonely4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first step to acceptance is to be like others. Like a flower, almost, in your pleated skirt and saddle shoes, starched white blouse radiant, you stand in the coat room of Mrs.Lund's first grade classroom and wish you had worn something, anything, different. Afraid to venture in to the snarling maw of children that would encompass you and swallow you whole, you stand shivering in the musky stench of rain boots and plaid coats until the teacher, fed up, steers you by the arm to the office and insists to speak with the principal. You know he'll phone your mother, but for some reason you don't care as you gaze in to the sticky circular patterns in the wallpaper and glance at the stack of manila envelopes on the secretaries desk that she meticulously sifts through while humming underneath her breath. She doesn't look at you. You're blending in.
You lose your virginity in a coat room, soggy from an afternoon shower, fumbling with his zipper though your hands are numb from the cold
An Epic LegendAn Epic Legend:An Epic Legend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The skies turned bloody, as the smell of death wafted through the air;
Those yet to be consumed by the madness, stood dumbfounded in the streets
They stared at the sky and into the glimmering eye of Tashorak
Who in the moments of his birth, consumed the stars that surrounded him
The Moon was all that stood in his way, for she would not let her people die
Yet though she fought with all of her might, she too was eventually consumed...
The Sun watched helpless, for he was powerless during the Eternal Night
Yet though he could not act directly; he could send others to act in his stead
The first was an Elf, Auroch Vasira, who pierced the night with his mighty bow
His arrows shot into the empty sky, to shimmer and replace the swallowed stars
The second was a wizard from the human lands, his name was Kurath Damien
With the powers of the Arcane, ancient and pure, he rescued the Moon from death.
It took its place in the sky once more and its glow weakened Tashorak
ReaderXRussia - Christmas in Russia Ch.1"You can go and re-stock shelves now, (Name)."ReaderXRussia - Christmas in Russia Ch.13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the day before Christmas, and you were working at the town's grocery store. Today was extremely busy due to it being Christmas Eve and everyone doing their last minute shopping. Lucky for you, you were smarter to buy everything you needed before the big rush.
Christmas time was your most favourite time of the year. It was a time to decorate the house with tinsel and lights, visiting long distance relatives, wrapping each present with beautiful wrapping paper, and best of all, cooking dinner. You absolutely loved the aroma of turkey in the air, as it cooked in the oven with your famous mashed potatoes.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to you. "Oh! I just remembered! I need to buy some cream cheese!" I guess you weren't complete done buying you needed. "I should quickly get some before they sell out."
You quickly scurried to the dairy cooler and saved yourself some cream cheese bricks for yourself and went back to re-st
golden little girlonce upon a time, there was a little girl with golden hair tied up in ribbons in a little white dress. She always clutched her pink blanket and would love to just sit still like a doll. She was the type to always hold mommy's hand when crossing the street and believed in fairy tales for quite some time. Her nose was always in a book and her head up in the clouds.golden little girl3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
That same little girl is all grown up now. Her hair isn't so long and shining anymore, but that's how she likes it. The white dress has been replaced by a black coat. Go ahead and guess why. That pink blanket makes her dog happy now. Even when she's sitting still, her mind is going a mile a minute. She still loves to hold mommy's hand, especially when she doesn't have anyone else. She can be a little reckless crossing the street, but that's because she's busy blocking out the world with her own. She's found it in music and her own private place in her head. She still sticks her nose in a book when she finds something she feels
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 24-ImaginationDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 24-Imagination3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Standing at the golden gates I watched my brother walk back up the stairs towards the castle. Thor stopped mid step and looked back to me with a look of complete sincerity and kindness. This was a look that Thor had never given me or anyone before, it was new and I was mesmerized by his face, it was a good look on him. Something had changed my brother and I liked it. "Loki?" Thor whispered in a raspy voice. He could see me and I knew it, because his gazed pierced my heart. My face warmed and an uncontrollable smiled burst on my face, I shook my head rapidly to show him that it was indeed me. "Loki!" Thor shouted as he leaped and stumbled down the steps opening the gates for me to enter. His arms wrapped me close to his body and pulled down the hood on my cloak to run his hands through my longer hair, my face laid on his shoulder as we took a moment to reunite. "I missed you where have you been?" Thor spoke as his hands moved to my shoulders and we met eye to eye. His eyes h
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 25-SecretsDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 25-Secrets3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Watching my brother be pushed away from me broke my heart but they could not know that I was pregnant; the City of Asgard is not a kind place for pregnant males. Since my father is the king of Asgard he has ultimate control of what happens in his city, and he tends to be very prejudice towards men that have a condition like me. As the doors closed at the top of the staircase I stood confused and nervous. Should I go to Thor's room and show him that I am real or should I just walk away from all of this and head to Midgard as planned? While I thought of the pros and cons to both, I could feel the lingering touch of my brother when his fingers ran through my hair. My hands touched my hair and I felt Thor's warmth dwindle from my hair back to my normal icy frost. I did miss his deeply. Throwing up the hood of the cape over my head I dashed up the stairs and busted through the doors. The two guards on either side of the door were puzzled since they could not see me and we
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 22-MidgardDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 22-Midgard3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The monotony of everyday existence is beginning to get underneath my skin. I have been living in this palace alone with Felagi nearly four months now, and I have become rather bored with it all. Nothing has transpired in about a month, other than me gaining weight, so I have decided to go on a voyage. I have yet to speak with Felagi over this matter; I am not sure how she will react to it. Nevertheless I have to get out of here, at least for a couple weeks. I wish I knew where to go to, since I am so pregnant I do not want to put myself into any situation where I might be assaulted or injured, that would be the last thing I need right now. The only place I can consider would be safe for me currently is Midgard, the home of the mortals. The Midgardian realm might not be as dreadful as I am imagining. They tend to be getting rather plump in their realm, maybe I could fit right in. I will leave tomorrow, whether or not Felagi agrees to travel with me or not I am going to Midga
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 16-GiftDear Dairy,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 16-Gift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yesterday was Felagi's party and it went wonderfully without a hitch. We smiled and laughed throughout the meal talking about her trip to Nidavellir and the strange animals that inhabit the harsh terrain. When I gave Felagi her gift her eyes lit up, literally, her eyes began to illuminate a pale aqua blue. They had been doing this the past couple weeks when she would get excited so it is something quite common, but the first time it happened it freaked me out and I fell off a scaffold while cleaning the window. The glowing subsided as she unwrapped the present and an childish grin swept over her face. I had been working on the present for the past week while she was gone to occupy my mind from the strange noises in the castle. This was the first gift I had ever put so much effort into. It was an emerald woolen scarf, with a pale tan embroidery around the ends of the scarf. Felagi snickered as she wrapped the scarf over my neck. "This will look better on you. It w
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 18-ReadinessDear Diary,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 18-Readiness3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ever since I realized what was going on with my body I had avoided Felagi. Usually I stayed in my room or just wandered the castle away from where she usually went to. Today I headed up to the top if the castle. I grabbed my coat and scarf since the winds could chill you to the bone there. I made my way to the roof and sat out on one of the ledges. I looked down to my stomach, and sighed deeply. Poking at the bump on my lower abdomen it squirmed a little inside. Something was in there, but I am still not sure. This type of thing is not exactly uncommon in my realm but it usually intentionally not like this by being raped by a horse. That memory is still so sore in my mind, even after a couple of weeks. It is still way too early to even ask Felagi if she can feel its spirit. I wonder how Thor would take this, becoming an uncle in all, I would hope he would be happy, but knowing how he has treated me they would cry all the time. Lost in thought I blanked out, a pat on my back
The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 15-MovementDear Dairy,The Mini Diaries of a Demi-God: 15-Movement3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sorry I have not been able to write in you for about a week. I have been a bit busy, with running around the castle doing chores. I have a lot to do lately trying to get ready for Felagi's birthday tonight. She is coming back from Nidavellir close to sunset today and I am going to surprise her with some food and a clean castle to come home to since she has been on horseback for days on end by now. She was rather nice to me before she had to leave to get something important from Nidavellir, I just hope she is going to return safe. Speaking of being safe that lump on my stomach is getting bigger too. It is starting to hurt quite badly, almost like taking a knife to my stomach and ripping my abdomen open. When Felagi gets back home I will have her check out the "pouchy" and see if I need a doctor.
Oh shit, something moved . . .
Letting Go of the LetterA pencil can t w i r l as fast as your eye can w a t c h it.Letting Go of the Letter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As l o n g as you k ee p it in control you have no fear.
I watch mine r o l l past my cold fi ng er s.
T w i r l
the b r i c k walls of my mind it
f o t .
l a s
Alice in her rabbit hole never got t h a t f a r.
Neither will what I try to write for you
but if I try
if I try
and fail like I always do
will you still read it?
I'll get n o w h e r e without my b r e a t h .
But I will get f a r t h e r if I try to i n h a l e.
My pencil knows how to stop.
Now there, don’t b r e a k it.
It is shaking way too hard, I’ll s m u d g e the w h o l e paper if I do this.
C a l m
f e e l
your b r e a t h,
The Day Has Come Ch8They had done it. Their plan was working. Zhao believed that Zuko was dead, Iroh had "reconsidered" the offer to join his mission, bringing along a supposedly grieving Mai who had nowhere else to go, and Zuko was successfully posing as a member of the crew. Not one person suspected anything. It was all working like clockwork.The Day Has Come Ch84 years ago in Drama More Like This
While Iroh accompanied Zhao on the upper deck of the ship, Mai and Zuko hid out in the boiler room for a quick exchange of words.
"We don't have a lot of time. If we're seen together, the rest of the crew might get suspicious," Mai reminded him.
"I know that," Zuko said.
He removed his mask, revealing his still healing cuts and bruises on his face that he received from the explosion just two weeks prior.
"Any word on when the fighting will slow down?" he asked.
"A couple hours. We're going to hold off on our attacks until daybreak. It's too dangerous to fight the waterbenders at night."
"That's perfect on my part. No one will see me leave the ship in the dark."
WeStitchTheseWounds Ch. 19WeStitchTheseWounds Ch. 193 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chris sat on Andy's lap. Chris kissed Andy on the cheek and laid his head on his shoulder and they sat in a peaceful silence. Suddenly though, Jordan burst in, face red. Chris sat up.
"Chris!" Jordan said, smiling widely. "I've been looking for you everywhere!" He took a deep breath and continued. "I need to talk to you." Chris stood up and frowned.
"Well, I was kind of spending time with Andy.." Chris said, pointing behind him. Jordan frowned, looking down.
"Please..? It'll just be a minute.." Chris pouted. He turned, kissed Andy quickly before whispering "Be back soon" in his ear and following Jordan into the other room.
Chris sat down as Jordan shut the door, walked over, and sat across from him. They faced eachother.
"Chris.." Jordan muttered, blushing. "This is probably gonna sound really awkward but.." Chris tilted his head to the side, confused.
"I.. I still like you. A lot.." Chris's eyes widened and he frowned.
"But... Im with An
Fickle in Strength'It is a fragile thing.'Fickle in Strength3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She looked up, 'What?'
'My love,' he replied, 'It is fragile.'
Her lip twitched slightly, as she fought the smile, 'How so?'
'It's fickle enough to last forever,' he said decidedly, before pausing, 'but strong enough to break into pieces when the hard winds blow.'
The girl nodded, 'Yes. I know.'
here's tohere's to the young lovershere's to3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who try to prove to those who say
that you won't last past a couple months
that you can combat cruel words
and show you meant it when you said
'i love you' to that special someone
here's to the parents
who love and support their children
no matter who they love
or what they believe
always ready to do what they can
for those who matter most to them