The Usurper's LamentForever drifting,The Usurper's Lament7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oer this realm once my home,
Invisible to the eye,
Inaudible to the ear,
My presence undetected,
Yet I remain here.
Over the Twilight Palace
I constantly obsess.
It now stands against me
Firm as a fortress.
Platform of the People!
You welcomed the Hylian
Who declared me evil.
The Palace Battlements,
Where my princess I cursed.
Out of all my foul deeds,
I loathe that one the worst.
My dear Midna reclines
On the grand royal throne.
Did I nearly kill her
Just to make it my own?!
No, not even to seize rule,
But only to maintain.
Could I possibly blame her
For thinking me insane?
A mere servant was I,
But yet in a palace!
What possessed me to turn
On my masters in malice?!
The Lord of all Evil
I chose as my lord.
When filled with his power,
His evil I poured.
Poured not only on Twilight,
But the Light Realm as well.
For an innocent people
I tried to make hell.
We ransacked a village,
We stole children, but worse,
Shut upShut up4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If you tell me to be there
Where are you?
If you tell me I should care
Why don't you?
Stop preaching what you don't believe
Stop teaching what you didn't achieve
I won't even listen to you anymore
It's all gone, what you've build before
I don't care what you'll say
Because I'm gone anyway
Even if you apologize from the deepest grounds of your heart
You ruined it, you tore us apart
In a few years this is just a big old scar
And I'll still be here, talking to my pretty star
The one that helps and the one that cares
The brightest one and the one that dares
I will own the skies
One day, you will need me too
But I'll still be fed up with all your lies
And I wont care for you
Too Good To Be TrueI hold my hand out to yoursToo Good To Be True4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your hand comes back reaching to mine
Yet I can't feel you
I look into your pair of eyes
And through your eyes my reflection shines back
Yet somehow you are not there
I hear your voice ring through my ears
I call out your name
Yet you do not respond and stare at me blankly
Am I going insane?
Is this even real?
Or Am I Dreaming?
I guess this is what happens
When something is too good
To be true
How to start a webcomicMaking a Web Comic Part I: Finding a StoryHow to start a webcomic8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The first and most important thing to start a web comic is to have a story. You could be the best artist on the West side of France, but it won't make a difference if your story sucks. People are grabbed first by good art and second by a good story. Art can only go so far; it is the story that will keep your readers reading. One fine example of this is Fox Tails by Fallon Willard. The art is lacking in quality, but the story is fantastic. This first part of "Making a Web Comic" covers the key elements of finding a story.
So, you know you want to do a web comic, but you're lacking in ideas for a story. You have a few different options:
1. Find a writer who already has a story. There are a lot of writers out there with fantastic ideas, but lack the skills to express them in art. The best place to look for these writers is usually in the
Happy Birthday Without You"Happy Birthday!" they sayHappy Birthday Without You4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As you blow out
Cheers begin to rise up
All around the room
Today marks the day
Of a new year of your life
Yet nothing feels right
The room is full of your friends and family
But someone is missing
Someone that means more than the world to you
And now is no longer here
One of your little cousins shouts
"What did you wish for?!"
You smile shyly and tell them it's a secret
Now you are forced
to put a smile on your face
And thank all the ones
who showed up for you
They wish you good luck
As they walk out the door
You think to yourself:
"Boy I am sure going need it
To survive the rest of my life
In this world
The Fallacy of LiesIt seems like everything reminds me of you. I found your shoes and your jacket and shirts and snowpants in a cardboard box in the closet today. I was only looking for my hat, but instead I found you. Or what's left of you. And I wondered if the scent of happiness after a winter sledding adventure still drifted among the threads of your things. But it didn't really-- it just smelled like years-old lost smiles and sweaty games of tag, and I can't remember if it was you in that box or just dust that made me feel like crying. Lately, I can't tell the difference, because you're [you are] everything.The Fallacy of Lies4 years ago in Letters More Like This
I'm kind of cried out.
And I'm tired of waking up and calling for you in the pitch black night and never hearing your response... (if there was a response). Please answer me. I miss you too much to laugh over the pain anymore, I miss you too much to hide it anymore. In essence, I've needed you for two years, five months, and thirty days. [And approximately twenty-two and a half hours]
DHMIS - Tony X Paige - Mucking Around “There’s a time and a place for mucking around.”DHMIS - Tony X Paige - Mucking Around1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Woah there, friend. You might need to slow down.
“You could at least try to be a little more creative.” Paige told Tony. “There is no time. We have no time to muck around.”
“There is always time to muck around. Just trust me.”
“What if someone sees?”
“They went out for dinner, remember? Silly clock.” Paige giggled and messed with Tony’s hair a bit.
“Yes, but I’m your silly clock.” Tony fixed his hair and smiled at Paige.
He picked up Paige and threw her over his shoulder. “Put me down!” Paige yelled as she struggled. Tony grinned. “Maybe I will, over a lake. Or maybe onto the bed.”
Paige stopped struggling, and blushed a bit. She smirked. “Tony, you sly motherfucker.”
“You’ve convinced me. I suppose you’re right. There is always a time for fucking around.&
Late BellI sit with friendsLate Bell4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
During those boring mornings;
Laughing and talking, right until the end
Of the ringing of my first warning
I waltzed down the halls
Not a care in the world!
Only to hear the shrill calls
Of the 8:05 bell unfurl.
I rush at my locker
Shoving and pulling
Then I sprint like in soccer
Down the halls-Oh who am I fooling?
Day in and day out,
The bell yells at me so.
And right back at it I shout:
"Shut up! I know!"
I sit here in the office
Of the great dean of students.
I'm being stand-offish
As she asks "Why'd you do it?"
Well you see Mrs. Kaiser
It's quite a funny story.
I may be an early riser,
But I hate bells with a fury.
The GameSwishThe Game5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The orange sphere falls from the sky, bouncing against the ground only once before being grabbed in mid air. The player jumps from her spot, aiming towards the basket for another shot.
The ball misses completely, veering far to the left of the court as she chases after it. She pants, pushing herself to the limit in order to achieve her goal. She snatches the ball, dribbling it ever so carefully against imaginary foes as she goes towards her sweet spot. She jumps again, shooting with the utmost accuracy towards the basket.
The ball misses again, only this time by a few inches of the basket. It comes back to her, allowing her to give another shot in quick succession from the one before.
It falls through the net, bouncing a few times on the ground before rolling towards the grass. She walks towards it, bending down to pick it up from where it lay. She stared up at the basket before breaking out into a jog, dribbling the ball from
Snapshots :SasuSaku:The first time she noticed him, they were just classmates.Snapshots :SasuSaku:8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Its her first day of classes at the Academy since she made friends with Ino the previous week, and to tell the truth, Sakura is more than a little nervous. She ties her hair back out of her face with the ribbon, just like the blonde girl had instructed; her mother looks slightly surprised at the change, but comments on it favourably. (I like being able see your pretty face, dear. I dont know how you managed to throw your shuriken while trying see through all that hair ) As she walks down the street, she feels like everyone is staring at her and her huge, now completely visible forehead; by the time she reaches her classroom, she wants to tear the ribbon out and disappear into the shadows once more. She bites her lip hard and one hand starts to rise when suddenly--
Ino is waving at her from a seat near the front of the classroom, smiling wi
Dependent on the White PillDependent on a White Pill:Dependent on the White Pill3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie again tonight staring at the cracks in the ceiling
I'm afraid that I must bring to light these emotions that I am feeling...
Have you ever met a man like me: calm, composed and elegant?
Or are you one of the many dummies, living in a world that is decadent?
Oh I know how this society works, believe me I have suffered since birth!
I have always been treated as a worthless pariah, starting on June the first...
My fated birthday, a joyless occassion, the date of my inception into a world of naught
With a family that treated me, as a personal clone, I was no different from our dog named 'Spot'
For the first young years of my life however, I knew I was truly happy...
I learned because I wanted to and it seemed to please my Pappy
But as I grew, I learned of truth; a dark and dirty little secret
That I was merely an average student, 'NO!' my mother bleated.
Like a sheep that could not bear the thought she forced me into books and pape
What She Wanted +SPOILERALERT+...What She Wanted +SPOILERALERT+8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Was this what she wanted?
Her foot teetered over the rocky ledge and she struggled to hold herself up.
Her calves burned from tiptoeing. How long had it been?
She focused on her breathing.
As long as there was oxygen, she would be fine.
Her muscles would have energy to burn.
Her hands clenched into fists.
She felt the leather stretch.
After all this time, its still your problem
She heard the calm murmur. That was all.
She couldnt see past the swelling of her right eye.
How did she get the bruise? She couldnt remember.
The struggle had been a blur.
Now, she was completely immobile.
And his infamous sword - Kusanagi - was propped right across one side of her face.
An imposing, albeit, silent threat.
One false move and she almost knew that he wouldnt hesitate.
He would strike.
Is that what he wants me to think?
Give it to me.
His voice held the same unbending authority, the same calm slu
Street Fighter X Tekken - Morrigan/FeliciaStreet Fighter X Tekken - Morrigan/Felicia3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Morrigan & Felicia: Team Darkstalkers
Street Fighter X Tekken: Team DLC Designs
Morrigan travels to the human world from the Makai in search of a little fun and adventure, soon learning from the news of the artifact landing in the South Pole by the name of Pandora, also learning of all the attention that it was receiving from fighters and companies all over the world. She decided to pursue the box, in hopes that she would be able to find some extravagant entertainment along the way. Along the way, however, she runs into an old friend of hers from a few years ago, Felicia. She'd had learned of the box too, hoping that she could perhaps find the box to bring more popularity to herself as a pop-star, planning on moving up to the big-times and possibly becoming a movie star. Morrigan and Felicia, both headed in the same direction, decide that they will work together to find Pandora, thus beginning the adventure to the South pole for these two Darkstalkers Girls.
Friendship BraceletsFriendship Bracelets4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Red, white, and blue.
Purple and orange.
Lime green and white.
Fading red, purple, pink, black, and blue.
Safety pin in jeans.
Hours spent on perfecting it.
Seeing your friend.
Telling her you have a surprise.
Tying the bracelet of her favorite colors on her wrist.
Hugging her and seeing her smile.
That's why you spend hundreds of dollars on embroidery floss.
Bleach: Fan Chapter 389Bleach: Fan Chapter 3896 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By: Aleksandar Ivicic (Ivicic47).
Based off the fictional characters created by Tite Kubo.
CHAPTER 389: Execution, Extinction 3
Gin is standing on top of one of the buildings in the Fake Karakura Town. He glared in the direction of where Aizen was located in the sky.
"Ooh My. What are you gonna do now, Captain Aizen?", Gin questioned it with a smirk as he watched the situation in the sky closely. In the sky where Aizen stood, the situation was heating up. Several Gotei 13 members as well as a few of the Vaizard now stood to protect Ichigo from Aizen.
"We will fight and protect you", Komamura said as he let go of Ichigo's hand which held the sword and turned his attention towards Aizen who stood there with a smirk. Hitsugaya stood at the very front of the group which was there to protect Ichigo.
"Aizen ", He muttered under his breath as he gripped his sword tightly. Kyouraku, who was just behind Hitsugaya to the right then stepped in front of him.
"Don't look so tense, Hitsugaya.",
NorwayXReader- For the Meantime...NorwayXReader- For the Meantime...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
For the Meantime.
It was a quiet peaceful day, clear blue sky as you arrived in front of the house of your best friend in order for some school business.
As irritating as it was.
-Knock Knock- "Emil?" you called from the platinum blonde's house as you knocked on the platinum blonde's front door.
-Knock Knock- "Eh-mil~" Your hummed. Still no response.
But there was someone in there; you could hear classical music inside.
-Knock knock KNOCK- you knocked on the door harder and then huffed. He was not answering. Fine then, you thought. You'd try once more. You sighed as you tried to relax yourself before grumbling. "Emil Steilson, open this damn-"
"Good afternoon, Miss ___" A smooth voice responded from the inside as the door opened, revealing a light blond with mysterious dull dark blue eyes, clad in a dress shirt and some dark navy jeans.
"L-Lukas?!" You squeaked, your cheeks turning red at the sight of the Norwegian that you've known for quite so
Sir Hammerlock and the Three Bullymongs Once upon a chilly afternoon, in the glacier-ey arctic of Pandora, there lived a Bullymong family of three: Papa-mong, Mama-mong, and Midge-mong. On this day, the were delightfully enjoying some hot bowls of Chicken soup, and they also discovered that you can eat it.Sir Hammerlock and the Three Bullymongs2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“BLARGLARGARGARGH,” said Papa-mong.
“BLARGURARGAGRIRR,” said Mama-mong.
“BRAAAARGRAGARARAR,” said Midge-mong.
“GRRAAAUGHAHAGATA,” suggested Papa-mong, and the family decided to go on a leisurely stroll through the ice and snow while their soup cooled off.
Meanwhile I, Sir Hammerlock, marched right into the snowy climates after fighting off several armies of Threshers. Now, I desired a more challenging game, and Bullymongs seemed to fill that desire. I took note of this little frozen home by the side of the icy mounta
Time (Addressed to Civilian Girls)Time (Addressed to Civilian Girls)Time (Addressed to Civilian Girls)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You think you know it all
That what we have isn't as good as you
Your men come home at the end of everyday
Your love is iron clad so you say
But for me time is valuable
For my love is gone from me
And I treasure every moment
When you complain that they don't listen or spend enough time
I can tell you I would give anything to be in your shoes
To be allowed more time
For time with a sailor is anything but easy
But I wouldn't give it up for anything
Or trade a single second
So I continue waiting
Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Bad Friends PrologueThis year, you're now a 4th year/senior student and this is the last year of you, being a highschool student. First day of school starts at spring. In your look, nothing changed, just your uniform, your skirt was cut shorter, and your hair was clipped at the left side. At school, nothing changed too, you still have your bestfriends, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis, they're also senior students this year. They never change... still the Moron Trio.Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Bad Friends Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the day you transferred at your current school, they're the first ones who approached to you and want to become friends with you. You're not an anti-social so you become friends with them within 1 day, you guys were already that close. The day you still hadn't come at the school, they were called the "Bad Touch Trio", Now, they're are called "Bad Friends" including you.
Ever since the day you attended the school, you suddenly have one or two hate clubs for being TOO close to them, but the trio had it shutted down, but you knew there were st
We are freeWe are free3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon rose,
And i went out to play.
Under their nose,
and out of the way.
Creatures of the night,
Linger in the mist.
As the fire shines bright,
And we laugh in squeamish fits.
Your porcelain skin,
Shines radiant and bright.
Your soft black hair,
lustrous, in the light.
And i don't care what they think.
Exactly how i'm supposed to be.
I'll do what i like.
Because i am free.