Medicinal: Varric x Fenris"... and then she leaned over, brushed her hand over my collar, moving so close I could feel her breath on my ear. Before she pulled away, she murmured a quiet, 'Good on you, Varric; should the nights get too cold this winter, I'll at least know the location of the warmest bed in the Free Marches.' I've never seen a smirk that damn... smug in all of my years on anyone but myself."Medicinal: Varric x Fenris4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The elf half-lying on the opposite side of the couch took a long drag from the slow-burning cigarette, drawing the smokes into his lungs only to keep it there until he felt the burn. Exhaling slowly, his eyes fluttered open to watch tendrils of thick gray leave his mouth and nose, curling up around the contours of his face.
"Considering our location, the tales of your excess don't surprise me," he murmured, shifting himself on the dark red cushions. "The truth in them, however, is up for debate. Much... much debate. Mmm."
Varric glanced around. He'd already soaked up every detail in this lavishly decor
G457 trade part oneWhat a crazy week Bella though to her self as she tossed her coke can into the black trash bag that was propped open against the door, usually she would wait for the maid to take the bad out to the dump, but decided that she would rather make the short trip to the dump herself now, that let the junk stink up her pristine apartment until Monday. It really had been a crazy week, first she broke up with her boyfriend, she just didnt feel a connection to him anymore, there was no excitement in the relation ship, and it had grown old and boring. She had also discovered that Sam had known nothing about her little adventure last week, Catherine had made the whole thing up, just to make her feel even more uncomfortable, and so had had to make an excuse as to her disappearance last week. She hated anyone knowing that she had been victim to becoming a item of business though her father seemed unimpressed and was determined to drag her back to England so tG457 trade part one6 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Slave market 2 A curtian started to rise near her. Jennifer squirmed and bucked against herSlave market 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
restraints. "Mmummph!" She tried to shout but the gag was too effective. She started to
hear voices. A light was shining on her. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the next item up
for bid." She couldn't believe what she heard. Her, up for bid? "She has a temper as firey
as her red hair. You'll want to keep this girl tied down. We'll start the bidding at 2k."
She started to struggle even more. As the price went up, she started to envision many
possible outcomes of her situation. "I hear 30k from the gentlemen in the front row." She
thought' "This can't be happening to me." The bids kept getting higher.
It was up to 100,000. all she could do was await the outcome. She stopped
struggling. She gave up. She accepted that she wasn't getting out of this. "I hear 120k, do
I hear 130k?" The auctioneer went on. Sudde
Lament of the CageThe cage long realizedLament of the Cage1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
as long as the bird
remained its prisoner
It would never be free.
Girl's night inA regular apartment, on a side street right next to the city's main avenue is the place where this, and many other stories happen. Our main vict- I mean character are Tommy, 12 years old, average height, medium build, dark longish hair, and quite fast and flexible. His older sister Lisa, 16 years old, and one HOT girl with long straight black hair and matching black belt. She loves bondage and being the one that can move around during the tie ups. This hot girl likes to take advantage of being Tommy's regular babysitter by being in charge all the way, sometimes with her little victim's consent, but lately against it, as Tommy grew tired of his sister's abusive behavior.Girl's night in7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
This story begins two days before Tommy and Lisa parent's 20th anniversary, one that they decide to make a second honeymoon on. As always, they left Lisa in charge of the house and her little brother, which for Tommy meant the next week will be one tie up after the other. He wasn't planning on giving up that time though
The Family Curse (A wolf transformation story)By grapehyacinthThe Family Curse (A wolf transformation story)8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
...Sometimes life imitates art. Only it's usually better.
My eighteenth party was awesome. I didn't even mind that my mom had invited every relative on her side known to man. And they all seemed so excited that I was turning eighteen! I think they were more into it than I was, truth be told.
The few people on my dad's side were not quite as upbeat. In fact, they seemed quite the opposite. My dad's mom kept sneaking these glances at me, and, honestly, it made me feel weird. So I went off and hung out with my friends. They had all managed to attend, and it seemed as if it would be one of those few nights that would linger in my memory as near-perfect.
But once everyone was gone, and I helped my parents clean up the house and yard, my father muttered, “Is it time?”
My mother stopped and looked up at the sky. The bright moon lit up the August night like daylight, and she i
RoS World-building - 'Science' of TransformationNo one truly knows the origin of life in the Realm of Sapphoria, though those with the proper knowledge can make an educated guess. Life existed in the world even before the fallen goddess Sapphora came and manipulated the world to her own ends, and the fundamental rules of the world remain unchanged even after her meddling.RoS World-building - 'Science' of Transformation6 months ago in Settings More Like This
The most educated guess scholars have is that the world, in its original state, was simply a lifeless hunk of stone. Some god or creator, they theorize, came and imbued the world with the mystic energy which permeates all things in the realm, which has been called ‘Ether”. The power of ether gave rise to all other things, both living and inanimate. Researchers believe this to be the case because, when you extract all the ether energy from any object, it changes from its original composition to lifeless gray stone. All things possess this energy in different amounts and densities, with complex living creatures possessing the
Afternoon GamesUrrm, Im not sure whether thats a very good idea Whats wrong Sarah? Claire asked while waving the coil of white rope in her hand, Do you fear you might enjoy it? she added with a smirk. No, of curse thats not it! Sarah answered indignantly, Im just not comfortable with the idea of being all tied up!Afternoon Games6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was one of those rainy afternoons where you just couldnt go outside of the house. And just at such days Claire had some of her great ideas. A few minutes ago she had arrived at Sarahs home, wearing her favourite outfit, a comfy dark red pullover and a pair of somewhat greyish pants. Sarah, however, had been too lazy to change clothes and was still wearing her school uniform: White blouse, black skirt and matching black nylon stockings. She had been wondering what could be inside of that sports bag Claire brought with her well, now she knew: Some lengths of white
Rewind, Get the WhisperRewind it,Rewind, Get the Whisper2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now watch carefully.
Turn up the noise,
Let’s dance to it.
So let’s leave mankind
To rot in its pit
And smile at a screen.
Don’t trip on that wire,
Lest you end up dead.
We’ll pull you down
Then watch you float
Hand me that plastic
My friend’s a mope.
The keys… here.
I don’t need them
God only wanted me to be free
But unbreakable doors stand in my way,
So let’s climb the posts
Make it to the sun.
Now it’s their turn.
Now scream it to me
Bow to my knees
Then watch me bleed.
I’ll fall when I want
And bring the ground with me
For there were two individuals
With the same beating heart.
Gambler's LamentYou're on a rollGambler's Lament2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and it's hard
to pick up and leave
the table on
a winning streak.
Casino lights blink blink flash
smash and grab,
your face is less invincible
than you thought it was
Tick tock time's a wastin'
and there's still
a hundred grand
left over in the bank.
Yesterday's haul is no more
than a long-forgotten dream,
but baby, you're on a roll!
King, queen, jack, ace
the suits are waltzing behind your eyes
and you're drunk
on liquid courage.
They sell it
in the bottles labeled
Count to ten and the sun's risen,
your times up,
but your debt's not paid.
Keep it comin',
The casino lights are blinding.
UNSC Archangel-class SupercarrierArchangel-Class SupercarrierUNSC Archangel-class Supercarrier2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
• Length- 4,650m
• Width- 872m
• Height- 969m
XR2 Borlin Fields: S81/X-DFR
Slipspace Drive: Mark X Macedon/Z-78722HDS
Shielding: Advance Shielding
Hull: 407cm Titanium-A3 armor plating
• Naval- 7,435
• Marine- 5,001
• Intelligence- 1,411
• Civilian- 396
• SPARTAN-IV Supersoldiers
• Orbital Dock Shock Troopers
• UNSC Marine Corps
• UNSC Army
• UNSC Air Force
Other System(s): A.I. Serenity
• 1x Series 8 MAC (bow mounted)
• 4x Modified MAC (Similar to the Pillar of Autumn's, All bow mounted)
• 291x M42 Archer Missile Pods
• 208x M75 Rapier Missile Pods
• 415x M96 Howler Missile Pods
• 688x 70mm Point Defense Turrets
• Mark 2488 MAC's (Dorsal)
• Plasma Turrets (Ventral)
Spartan IV BioSpartan IV Bio3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: Anastasia Novara
Call sign: Firewolf, wolf
Eye color: brown
Hair color: brown
Home planet: Eridanus II
Armor: Helmet: WETWORK torso: Stalker CRSH Shoulders: ODST Forearms: Contoured Legs: Mark VI Visor: Recruit
Tattoos: a UNSC logo on her left shoulder, a wolf face on her back, though after joining the ODST she surrounded it with fire and put 'ODST' under it. The wolf tattoo is where her nickname originated from. Dragon on her ankle.
Bio: Anastasia is a solitary person. All of her training, wet work, tracker, rogue, and stalker. She has a tendency not to get along, with a reluctance to make friends. Her fighting style is similar. She has a preference for the DMR and battle rifle, long range weapons.
Anastasia has a great resentment for the rebels which likely stems from her father. It is also likely her relationship with her fathers why she avoids bonds with others. She has always showed particular care for protecting civilians and a lack of mercy for any enemy.
My Falling Star Chapter 15My Falling Star Chapter 154 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
.:::~CHAPTER 15~::: .
The night was calm. The air was still. There were no stars to be seen in the sky that night. Across the state of California north of the great city of Los Angeles. Things were quiet and nothing was disturbed only it wouldn't remain that way.
All at once a raging inferno fell from the clouded-over sky and crashed to the earth in a display of flying dirt and vegetation and then another.
The steam cleared as two metallic forms moved and twisted to take on new forms.
"Primus Charger, why did we have to touch down so far from the signal?! Now it will take forever to track it down!"
A large figure rose from its crater slowly looking down at its much smaller feminine companion.
"Nightfire you know why we had to land farther away. These organic creatures classified as humans that inhabit this planet more than likely have detected our presence. This way we will be able to adapt to new alternate forms and make our escape before any of them even arrive a
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 2Chapter 2-- TO THE MALL!Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Carter sat on his bed, dressed in a dark gray uniform and black boots. He had a five o'clock shadow and his eyes looked tired. He was alone in the men's quarters and took the opportunity to pull a holographic photo out of his pocket. He stared at the photo with a blank expression, watching as a man and a woman smiled up at him. The chill in the air seemed to grow more pronounced, and the Spartan Commander shivered slightly.
He shoved the photo back into his pocket as Jun came bursting through the door. "Hot shower!" the sniper yelped, snatching a gray sweat suit and fleeing toward the shower area. Carter watched him go, a bit perplexed. "Must thaw face " Jun was saying, and it echoed down the hall.
Carter pulled the picture back out and resumed staring at it.
It was around holidays like this that he missed them the most.
Elsewhere inside Noble Base
Kat adjusted her clingy gray sweater and sighed. Everything the Spartans wore was ei
Transformers: Cheap Talk He would never admit how much it hurt, or that he heard them for that matter. The quiet mutters from his coworkers, questioning their boss's intelligence in hiring a glitched mute, who could only grunt and growl, with questionable processing power.Transformers: Cheap Talk5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Grimlock's engine revved as he stared at the energon converter that was connected to him. It wasn't always like this; he was just a construction worker looking to be foreman. Then it all changed. . .
Grimlock was working with one of the new employee's, showing him how to properly weld beams together. There had been a buzzing in his processor since he had gotten out of stasis, but since there were no error warnings, he chose to ignore it.
He barely had time to register the sudden erro
Sticks and Stones"The birth parents you are trying to reach do not love you. Please hang up."Sticks and Stones3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"You are a horrible person. I'm serious, that's what it says. A horrible person."
The Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device slammed against the wall all the way at the opposite side of the chamber, soliciting a loud, impromptu gasp from the speakers. Several panels quickly moved to catch it before it could fall into the acid pit below.
"So," the AI said, voice easily smoothing over as though she'd never been thrown off her guard, "I see all those years in stasis have not improved your intelligence levelwhich is far lower than average, in case you needed the reminder. Look. You may have finished this chamber, but you still have more to complete. A lot more to complete, in fact. So why don't you attempt to figure out a way to retrieve the portal device? Because I'm certainly not going to do it for you."
The only movement from the test subject was a slight shakin
My Really Long Webcomic GuideMy Really Long Webcomic Guide5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Jenny's Really Long Webcomic Guide
I have been getting quite a few emails and questions about starting up your own webcomic, so I decided to compile all the articles I'd written before into this one comprehensive guide.
This massive wall of text has several sections:
- How to start
- Getting the story started
- Readership & research
- The Internets!
These are my own guidelines, based on my own experiences, and these are my solutions to the problems and issues I have encountered along the way. This is not necessarily the one true way. There are probably many different solutions to any problem. And a bajillion books on this very subject too. But regardless of what I have to say, do what works for you!
So take your bathroom breaks now, because you'll be here for a bit! Sit tight and enjoy my blathering!
Part One: "How do you start a webcomic?" A Short Question... with a big, long, friggin' answer.
Okay, a l
Spartan IVKelly stood in the observation room, watching the Spartan-IVs inside the holo-chamber as they played a war game identified as “Oddball”. They’d been running the game type all day, and Kelly had been observing the proceedings for several hours. A Spartan in red and yellow Recruit armor cursed over the COMs as another Spartan in purple and orange EOD armor gunned him down from behind, just feet away from the corner the ball-holder was around. Kelly just watched in disappointment as the EOD armored Spartan rounded the corner just to have the ball slammed into his head by its carrier. Sadly Kelly wasn’t really surprised by the failure, or the Spartan’s absolute botch of a good opportunity.Spartan IV1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The door to the observation room opened and Kelly turned to see Senior Chief Petty Officer Mendez enter. Kelly moved to face him and snapped to attention. “Sir,” she greeted crisply.
“As you were, Spartan,” Mendez said as he moved to stand beside Kell
Transmission Chapter 1A Lesson in DisciplineTransmission Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the middle of a vacuous room surrounded by many mechanical moving parts stood two bots. The two bots stood at the ready. Their hands containing fake energon swords, poised ready to unleash the flurry of blocks, lunges, slices, chops, and swings that was the days training.
The smaller and younger of the two bots stood poised panting with a pained face. His arms quivered, tired beyond belief, yet he stood there with a determination and resolve like that of one significantly older than himself. The other bot who towered over the younger one held a poise of dominance over the smaller. It was apparent that he had been the victor from the last bout of dirveshe like movements.
"You ready, youngin'?" The taller bot asked.
"Can we stop now sir? My arms hurt, and I haven't had a full recharge in a long time." he responded
"We will stop once you learn your lesson, and can best me at least once. You know my rules stand, and do not change for anyone including you."
Falling Prey To A Youkai...Sesshomaru Taisho, Senior of Shikon High, a demon school, presently sat in his AP Feudal History class. Was he listening? Well, not exactly. He managed to tune the old bat of a teacher out as he droned on about the feudal era. And this teacher was sadly his godfather, Myouga, for if his father ever passed away while he was still young. But that honestly didn't matter. He was all ready counted as a full-fledged adult.Falling Prey To A Youkai...9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But, that wasn't important right now. What WAS important was the girl who sat exactly in front of him. He praised the Gods and thanked them graciously for allowing him to sit behind the most gorgeous girl in the whole school.
"Hello-o? Earth to Sesshomaru!" she called, waving a dainty hand in front of his face. She giggled as he blinked, drawing out of his long trance.
"Yes?" he asked quite smoothly, yet all the same time flustered to be caught off guard. He normally wasn't THAT slow. She shook her head lightly at him as if waiting.
"Did you hear what Myouga-sen
maybe you never belonged to meI can still feel the weight of your lips on the curve of my collarbone. Sometimes, it feels paralyzing, crushing, absolute. Sometimes, it feels like home. Like everything.maybe you never belonged to me3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I once heard that when you can't fall asleep it means you're awake in someone else's dream. I wonder which one of us was dreaming that night, because everything was too quiet, too easy, too perfect. You used to fall asleep next to me, your body curled against mine. It's a warmth that's not easy to forget. A hidden smile tucked into pillows and sheets. It's easy to think these things will last forever when you're tangled up together. For me, the strings of my life will always be tangled up in yours. Forever tied to you. No matter hard they attempt to fray. To fall apart. To sever.
It's snowing for the first time this year. Soft and gentle, glittering in the sunlight, falling in large flakes, easy and quiet – nothing at all like the storm that rages inside of me, turning up the corners of my heart, throwing shrapnel
A Single WingI have scarsA Single Wing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've never had
to fill holes
that don't exist
They say that
I am whole
but my other half
How come I miss what
I've never had
Quarian Battle Poem - Pro'ad UlnaiOriginally written for my Mass Effect fan fiction "Pilgrimage", used in Chapter 22: Pro'ad (link is in the description). Uploaded due to popular request.Quarian Battle Poem - Pro'ad Ulnai3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Quarian Battle Poem Pro'ad Ulnai
Lee kan saa bel sunn va desi
Kann saevl nesiiri va luvae
Ba viion zor preesa, ba siirl yon issi
Ba pro'ada shan ulnai
Maa nedon ho Keelaha tasa kan Shionn
Ven maa g'ovae saevl
Ta biis vaneeli na var onn kan Ysila
Keelaha ghos'a v'shenn
Now you pass once more to dust
Your soul ascends to rest
A life was given, a spirit made free
A warrior's last epode
And when in Keelah's arms you ride
O proud and noble soul
We'll sing softly of the ones you saved
Keelah's children all
Killing MachinesHer little killing machines were starting to grow on her. At first she had been skeptical; they were, of course, part of that creature's clone army. Still, though, they didn't seem to be showing any of their mother's violent tendencies. Their feathers were just starting to sprout, turning them into plump little black feather balls, screeching and whimpering for food that she made Orange and Blue fetch.Killing Machines4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Look at you, Killing Machine One, you've put on a few pounds, yes? Perhaps that's why your mother abandoned you. Food for thought." She tossed one of the worms into the yowling creature's beak, causing it to momentarily choke before swallowing. The AI continued this with each hatchling, cooing various weight and adoption insults at all three of them. Unlike the humans that she had so shortly obtained, they seemed unbothered by her words, only chirping and cawing as obnoxiously as always.
The last one, the only girl and the smallest, reminded her of REDACTED. Her blue-gray