ElementalElemental5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was an odd place. Deep within the recesses of the temple, it waited. A light that should not have been gave depth and definition to pillars and paths. A soft blue glow, seeming to stem from the very air itself, filled the place, shimmering and sliding across the walls. Liquid light. Ephemeral. A calm filled the place, though darkness loomed in every corner. Threatening. Wanting. But the light remained. For without light, there can never be shadow.
Something stirred in the darkness. A flash of gold, of blue, or raven black. Out of the darkness a being came. Nameless, it came forth, the light seeming to bend towards it, settling on the blue gems adorning a copper crown. A hiss of water over flesh, the soft ring as droplets fell echoed in the blue-lit chamber. The one from the darkness stood from the waters
Welcome to Hinamizawa/xreader 1Welcome to Hinamizawa/xreader 13 months ago in Settings More Like This
As you heard the water from the rainstorm in your new house in Hinamizawa, you wondered what to do afterwards. "(y/n) food is ready" you heard you're mother call from downstairs. "Coming" you replied as you rushed downstairs into the dining room.
"ahh their you are (y/n), hurry up and eat, you will be going to your new school tomorrow and need plenty of rest" as you're mother said while you ate.
Afterwards you got ready for bed and went to sleep. In the morning you got dressed and headed out "see you later mom" you said before the door slamed shut.
"You're late again Keiichi" Mion said to the chestnut haired boy about your age. "Nipah~" a little girl about the age of 10-11 said.
"oh who is this" Mion said facing you. "Oh i'm (y/n)". "Hello i'm Mion, where did you come from?" Mion asked you. "Oh I came from (place in Japan)" you replied to Mion. "Nipah~" the little blue haired girl said back to you. "Who is this?" you asked Mion pointing at the little girl. "Oh that's Rika
I suppose...Plastic and fakeI suppose...3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like Styrofoam I’ll break
I try and fail
To help with this tale.
Think and shift
Through all this shit
Ask for help
In a voice like a yelp
She’ll turn and say
I tried already, ok?
And I’ll just respond
With a frown and a nod
Of course I’m neglecting
The things that meant most and
I hope they don’t notice
As they think about their own shiz
Ciel and Sebastian's PoemCiel and Sebastian's Poem4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ciel & Sebastian's Poem
(A Soul for a Slave)
An unbreakable spell,
An immortal chain,
binding one to a demon of hell,
the other to a child in pain.
A soul for a sevant,
Hell, to avenge,
a star as a covalent,
final grasp at bittersweet revenge.
Both parites satisfied,
Yet awaiting an early end,
all salvation comprimised,
only weak trust and a misson to send.
Trust no one, Aristocrat of Evil!
Surely this was an epic twist?
Who would have thought your "faithful" devil
would leave you to the swirling mist?
How would you know, that he truelly dosen't care?
You're dealing with an unknown hell.
This demon spirit has no compasion to spare,
and he plays this game quite well.
He only wanted one thing,
And did all to obtain,
Such a soul he will bring,
And when he does, HE cannot restrain.
Yes, tyour tender soul for a slave,
What a beautifuly evil trade,
It's time, there's nothing to save,
so let me bring the end with my blade.
The StartAs a child he had no parents or if he had he couldn’t remember them. He grew up with his little sister, she was the closest person to him, and the only family he had. But he had a power within him and that power could be used for good, but at the same time it could have been used for evil.The Start4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A man had come to him one night, a man dressed all in black. Shadow couldn’t see his face; it was much too dark. The man had turned the child around, lifting his shirt up slightly, a smirk crossing his face. Turning to leave he then said, “Goodnight… my king.”
Shadow put it off as a dream but for the following few days he tried to see what the man had been looking at. Every day, every week, every month and soon it turned to years. He always thought of that night of how he was called a king. He wouldn’t tell his sister about it, he didn’t want her to worry and so he carried on as usual, full of smiles.
But it all changed with a click of the fingers. He had no
Praise the Lord...my soul..The morning breaks like a praising psalmPraise the Lord...my soul..4 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Raising her hands above the skies
Looking at Heaven with both eyes
Her lips are open, a song reveals
Echoing the praise of the flowers all across the fields
Praise my soul
For the risen king-has risen with me as I start to sing
Praise my soul
For the risen King
Has me renewed and so my heart does sing...
Praise the Lord my soul
For within Him all will know
We are a grand part of His grand design
We were formed before we were born...formed in His mind...
Praise the Lord o my soul
Praise the Lord all You His creation
Sing the valleys
Echo the hills
Exult Him O creature all across the fields
See how deep His love
Spilled all across the fields
Where colours displayed are so rich
See the skies so blue
See the clouds ...o how they move
As though with a soul
As though with a spirit
It moves where the winds take it...
See the trees that stand
See their place of dwelling
See their stature mighty
Like a king...
ashes of the dead, do us part ashes of the dead, do us partashes of the dead, do us part 4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to live in a dream or die in the heart
Fallen AngleLook inside yourself, an empty shellFallen Angle1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How you walk one mile of that hell
You whisper to yourself when the times where good
Instead you should:
Find yourself and regain your footing
Walk a mile in the other direction
And swallow that pride that has kept you shallow.
Now don't tell me I know nothing
When I've seen this happen
I have been that glorified being
but now all I am is a demon
Weak or Brave.To do suicideWeak or Brave.2 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
They say you must be so weak
That you can't go on.
But I've always thought
That you must be pretty brave
To face Death head on.
Which of these you were
I'm not sure, but if only
You hadn't been so stupid
To believe you were alone.
Death of the SunThe beauty of the destroyed world, of destroyed dreamsDeath of the Sun2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I walk through the ashes, bones are breaking under my feet
This is a dry, crackling sound of the final end
End of the world...
Am I the last living creature, walking under the rays of the dying sun?
Silence embraces me like a cloak and I look into his red shield
Darkness will prevail...
When the dry desert sand is the only thing
what remained after people
Does it make sense to wait until my eyes turn silent as silent are my mouth?
Even if I am the last one looking at the face of Earth
I still smell the scent of the last flower
that died yesterday.
Give me strenght to live one more day
I want to look on the death of the sun.
That butler, on the verge of death"For today's tea, I have chosen Earl Grey and some chocolate parfait to go with it. Would you like me to get something else, bocchan?"That butler, on the verge of death1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The demon butler put down the tray next to the little Earl sitting by the desk. The Earl reached for the cup and took a gulp before putting it down and instead reaching for the parfait.
"No, all is fine. Except the cold in here. Make a fire, Sebastian"
"Yes, my Lord" the butler Sebastian said and bowed before going over to the fireplace.
It was late december. There was a thick layer of snow outside and it was already pitch black outside even though it was quite early in the afternoon.
Suddenly, Sebastian heard something outside and tensed. He tried to listen more carefully.
Ciel, who was used to see Sebastian's usual behavior noticed that something was wrong. The butler was too still.
"Sebastian, what's wrong?" Ciel asked and stood up.
"Someone, or something, is coming closer as we speak" Sebastian answered as he walked over to the window.
Love Is InsecureYou describe yourself as a worthless needleLove Is Insecure3 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You think you’re better off suicidal
You think vanishing off the surface would be splendid
You think only then people’s lives would be better like it never did
You are not alone, only lonely
You are the one who doesn’t realize this, you lovely.
Why don’t you just chin up and smile
And be another person’s fairy godparent?
So many other hearts need mending
So many other fragile minds need comforting
Why don’t you help them feel better about themselves
Like how you want pep talk yourself?
We all wish for an angel to watch over us
When we forget almost everyone else could break like us
Do you not see how badly we want love
When in reality we’re all fear filled cowards
All afraid to love?
Love itself is insecure
That’s why you see so many brokenhearteds
Like you see your own reflection in the muddy rain puddles
Take a chance, make others smile
Be their guardian for a while
Live Life Together: Part ThreeThe girl woke up to see white lights and a white ceiling. The steady beep of a machine came from her left and a foreign object was lodged in her throat, yet she wasn't choking. Her mouth was extremely dry and her eyes felt swollen; it was really hard to keep them open. She could hear voices, yet she couldn't make out what they were saying.Live Life Together: Part Three4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finally she heard a voice say the words, “She’s awake,” but that was when her eyes slid closed again and she lost consciousness.
/// /// ///
The girl woke up again, but this time she didn't have a tube down her throat. Her mouth was still dry and her eyes still felt swollen, but she didn't feel as tired as she had before. The same beeping sound came from her left, and she swiveled her eyes to see that it was a heart-monitor. That’s when it hit her:
She was in a hospital.
What… what happe
Attack on Prime ch 1"In order to protect both the Allspark, and secure Unicron's defeat, it was necessary for me to empty the vessel's contents." Optimus explained as he stood before the Autobots with the sun rising behind him.Attack on Prime ch 13 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Into where?" Bumblebee asked.
Optimus looked down at his chest. "The Matrix of Leadership, as such, my own spark can no longer be separated from the multitude of others within me."
"Are you telling us that you are now…one with the Allspark?" Ratchet asked in shock and disbelief.
"That's what you say when someone kicks the…" Smokescreen tried to joke, but then looked at his leader in disbelief.
"To not return the Allspark to the Well," Optimus continued, "would be to prevent future generations of new life from existing on Cybertron. My quest must be completed."
"Optimus, I didn't return to save a life, only to lose the one I care most about." Ratchet said, his voice sounding broken.
"Ratchet's restored planets; he'll find a way to save you." Bulkhead reassured.
SilenceSilence is as silence doesSilence3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lifeless wave length and manic buzz
Deafening it seems to be
Driving away my sanity
Cold and heartless
Hard as rock
Slams the system with icy shock
Searching with a straining ear
All it wishes is to simply hear
A resounding roar
But none of that is to be in store
For sound is gone like a wind in the door
To sooth the soul nevermore
Forever Melody Chapter 01Chapter 01Forever Melody Chapter 014 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I bumped into her on the street walking near the river.
It was completely by accident, I never in a million years ever expected to see her again, at least not here.
It was mid fall, with the wind slowly becoming crisp but the sun shining strongly to still make it remotely warm while being outside. I had just turned twenty three and decided to go for a walk, mainly just to clear my mind. I recently lost my full time job and didn’t have a single clue as to where I could do next.
But it was then, while watching the few boats that treaded across the water that I saw her there, only a few feet away but I recognized her instantly.
It was Melody Wise, my ex-girlfriend that I broke up with three years ago.
Long wavy chestnut colored hair, and large amber eyes that held a mix of orange and gold like that of a cat’s. She was wearing a large tanned coat with woven buttons like those yellow raincoats that children wore during the heavy rain season. But her’s was more f
The Blessed ChildThere once was a young couple who had everything but a child. They greatly wanted one, so they prayed to Qanna in hopes that He would give them a baby.The Blessed Child4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He did, but to their great dismay the child was ill, for it didn't make a sound after coming from its mother’s womb. The babe was sickly white and the parents of the child wept immensely.
For three days they wept and sought remedies for the child, but nothing would work. So on the fifth day of the child’s existence, they took the babe to a pool of crystal water and prayed to Qanna that He would heal the child He had given them.
Hearing their desperate pleas, Qanna granted their wish and instructed them to lay the child in the water. They did as He instructed and was surprised as they saw the child floating.
They watched in amazement as Qanna weaved the power only He possessed
Little red riding Hood: The truth behind the wolfHello readers, it is me, SilverAmarant here. This is a new story, and my first one-shot. This is not a romance story. It is about how to wolf really felt, and his true meaning, re enacted by Link, Zelda, Veran, and Sheik. Hope you enjoyLittle red riding Hood: The truth behind the wolf4 months ago in Profiles More Like This
One day, there was a young girl called Little red riding hood. She was a very pretty girl, who always did what she was told.
One day, she was given a basket filled with food. "I need you to take this to your grandmother", her mother said, and little red riding hood nodded, skipping out of the little cottage house.
She was told to be careful in the woods, and stay on the path, and that is exactly what she did. But in the shadows, a figure was watching her. It crept up behind little red riding hood, and she jumped, startled. She gasped, as she saw a wolf.
"Oh, you scared me!" Little red riding hood exclaimed, putting a hand on her chest. "Oh, I am sorry, young girl. Truly am. I just wanted to help you out. I heard your grandmother was sick, yes?"
The Day of Wrathian Chapter 2Chapter 2: The Saint and the Awakened Vessel SinThe Day of Wrathian Chapter 24 months ago in Profiles More Like This
After Cerulean encountered the seven angels from that night, he went into the Pure Kingdom once again the find the Saint and Vessel Sin. As Cerulean was walking, a small ball of light followed him. "The saint of white and the awakened vessel sin are located in the Castle Entrance", the small ball of light said. With a nod, Cerulean said "The castle is only a few more walks". Cerulean walked to the castle to find the saint and the awakened vessel sin. The white saint said, "You must be Cerulean." Cerulean nodded and asked, "What might your name be, saint?" "I go by the name Andrei", the saint said. "Who's the man?", Cerulean asked. "Watch it kid. The name's Superbia the awakened vessel of Vanity and I also came from Vanitaria", said the awakened vessel. Cerulean snarled. "You're kingdom defeated my-", Cerulean stopped. He thinks, "No one should know I'm from Wrathia. Especially an awakened vessel of Vanity." "What were you about to say, p
The Angel Falls continued.... Angel drug his feet forward, forcing himself to still walk after so long. He carried a sack over his shoulder and a black blade attached to his hip. A woman walked a few paces behind him, her lacy dress barely touching the ground.The Angel Falls continued....4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"My Angel, I can-"
"I don't want your help." Angel cut her off. Jane sighed and began to look around as they approached a small town. Farmers stopped working to watch as the soldier approach.
"Someone came home." One person said in disbelief.
"Look! A soldier has come back!"
"Does that mean we won?"
"We won!" The chatter of the townsfolk surrounded the two of them as they walked. One man came forward, big and gruff looking, and patted Angel on the back. Angel grunted at the forceful pat.
"There, my boy. Do me the honor of serving you a drink and a bed." He said loudly.
"I would prefer food." Angel replied, having only
The ItchIt's been...three years, four months, and sixteen days. I've had nightmares for it, been tattooed for it, broken my heart for it and I've bled for it...literally.The Itch7 months ago in Editorial More Like This
History. Many people have a dark past. Do you want some stats? Then Google some! If you've been abused, raped, on drugs, empty, depressed, manic, diagnosed with a mood/stress/psychological disorder...ticking off all the things in this infinite list... then you're probably more normal than most. Sad, isn't it?
You won't realize your beauty when your a teenager, you'll think you notice when your a student, but you still won't. No, you'll realize you are and were beautiful when you start to form lines in your face. Perfect, perfect, we all want to be so perfect that we end up throwing all our perfect out the window, and onto the street; where it withers, and dies like a discarded bush of roses.
Feel. It's never about this, and always about that: your feelings are not unrelated atoms that push and pull each other for no reason. T
The Reaper's CodeHe picks the onesThe Reaper's Code7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
both old and young,
small or fat,
rich or poor,
The ones who are ready to die,
and the ones who beg not to.
He must slay them
and bring their souls
to the great beyond
There is no mercy of those who meet him
those who are mortal
But if the dark heart learns of love
the reaper will be no more.
Where Struggles EndDo tears roll down your face? Slowly till they fall?Where Struggles End9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does a once stong heart now struggle to beat?
Has a world of turmoil worn out an active mind?
To what ends must one search such simply to find
That the things we cherished most were already ours.
And in this life it seems that greater challenges we meet
Around even the smallest corner. Unavoiable they are.
How should one wade through such and arise with mind unjarred?
Impossible - it's hopeless. The towel has been pitched in!
No more! No more! I Don't care what it takes to win!
The price that one must pay just to struggle all alone
Destroys even the meaning in trying to find a home.
Just give me peace, just give me rest.
All this pain I most detest....
But is our journey so short, does the sapling wilt so soon?
Clipped before its leaves would sprout in the afternoon?
Yet even when injured, its journey is far from complete
For injuries with time are conquered, and wisdom gained.
All through the suffering of this most peculiar ga