The Serpent's CurseThe Serpent's Curse4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Longfellow was a pirate who sailed the seven seas terrorizing all who
crossed his path. He was known a the serpent pirate because his jolly
roger was a blood red flag with a skeleton bring crushed by a great
sea serpent. However what no one knew about him was that he was a
Longfellow was born his farther ,who was also a sea fairing man, had
done something so terrible that no could speak of what it was
fearing that they would be cursed as well. Anyway Longfellow's father
had committed such a terrible crime that a witch cursed him saying
that if his wife was ever to give birth to a son on open water the
that boy would never be able to set foot on land. Also every night
when the moon was no longer in the sky he would turn into a sea
serpent and devour a hundred souls before the sunrise. the
consequence for breaking either of these rules was death. The only
way to break the curse was if a woman willingly gave him h
The Girl with the Voice - RalofWe come from the land of the ice and snow,The Girl with the Voice - Ralof3 years ago in Drama More Like This
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.
"The Immigrant Song", Led Zeppelin (Page, Plant)
The morning was colder than it had been in recent days. Ralof wasn't convinced that the temperature had anything to do with the climate of Skyrim however; he was sure the camp's proximity to the fort at Broken Tower Redoubt had more to do with the chill up his spine. Those damn Forsworn crawled through the fort; their burning eyes scanning the horizon. Ralof and his men were forced to keep their cooking fires low to prevent unwanted attention. It also meant that they had to rely upon their furs and pelts for added warmth. And he wasn't sure if either was successful.
Low clouds at this elevation were at least helping to provide cover from both directions: preventing discovery from the fort to the south and the caravan that was
Emo PoemsEmo Poems7 years ago in Other More Like This
Many things I regret
I want to take them back
But it's too late
I can never take them back
They've already hurt me so much
What can I do now?
Inside this HELL --
Light fades away
Darkness takes over
My control is gone
I can't be free
Alone and trapped inside this hell
Why won't you save me?
Because it's too late
Lost forever in the darkness
The Rules of FanfictionThe Rules of Fanfiction10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. You are a writer. It does not matter that your form of writing is fanfiction – you are creating a piece of written art and therefore you are a writer. It will never be published outside of your personal webpage and DeviantArt but that isn't important. Your writing transcends the petty literary anthologies. Besides, who wants to be one of those kinds of writers? They're all just elitist snobs anyways.
2. When selecting a piece to write fanficiton about, make sure it is a well-known one. Plastering "FINAL FANTASY VII" all over the piece ensures that only dedicated fans look at it. Otherwise, you might wind up having one of those literary elitist snobs stumble across it, and we all know how they view fanfiction. Also, it ensures you an immediate fanbase. Selecting a relatively unknown work as your subject material means that only a select few will be able to read and comprehend it. &
Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born
Anti-EmoYou live to love.Anti-Emo9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You love to give.
You give your love.
Your love is big.
Your big heart smiles.
Your smile is bright.
Your brightness blinds.
You're blind to spite.
You spit at hate.
You hate to cry.
You cry to love.
Your love is fate.
Your fate is real.
You really try.
You try to love.
To love, you'd die.
On the nature of SithisOn the nature of SithisOn the nature of Sithis7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Lily Surilie, a humble servant and a faithful daughter to our Dread Father and Unholy Matron
Everybody who has ever bothered to visit a library has surely noticed an outstanding number of researches dedicated to the Nine as well as to the Daedra, but hardly anyone has ever found a work uncovering the mystery of Sithiss nature. This humble research was done to fill the regrettable gap in our theological knowledge. Some of my acquaintances were eager to prevent me from doing this research part of them being convinced that the topic is of no interest, others believing the very idea would most surely rouse ire of our Dread Father. The former are very wrong for there is no such topic which is of no interest to a devout scholar, as for the latter well, I shall be the first to know if Sithis is displeased with my work.
One of the first questions one faces when entering the Dark Brotherhood is: What is Sithis? The answers are numerous
Skyrim: The Dragon's Bane C08The Dragon’s BaneSkyrim: The Dragon's Bane C082 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Eight – To Ride in Snow
The chill air plumed from her mouth as the horse cantered along the river’s shoreline. Spotting the ford to cross, Mira grinned, shot a look over to the other rider whose fair hair was flowing loose from any bonds, matching her steed’s pace easily. Kicking her heels into the horse’s ribs, Mira laughed as the horse bounded across the shallow water toward the snowy plains on the other side. The horse wickered at the sudden freedom of running. Mira could hear a yell coming from Ulfric as he urged his horse to chase after her.
They ran wildly over the snowy plain sparkling pristinely in the pale sunshine, enjoying the bit of freedom from war, politics, and the troubles of the land. It was if they were transported back twenty years when they were young and doing the same chase. Mira swerved her horse, to which Ulric laid a parallel run to Mira. Slapping the reins, Ulfric le
A Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)The Elder Scrolls and allA Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)4 months ago in Drama More Like This
characters and content are
copyrighted to Bethesda.
Lyrics to 'The Last of the Giants'
are copyrighted to George R.R. Martin
Please refer to Karliene Reynolds'
rendition/arrangement for the
'version' Lysa sings. Seriously, go
support this amazing artist. She rocks.
(Commissioned Illustration by Roslynn Sommers)
Evening Star (December) 3E 433 - Aftermath of "Blood of the Daedra"
(~4 months after the death of Uriel VII on 27th of Last Seed (August))
Harsh, bitter cold winds blew down from the Jerall Mountains, whistling and howling like a pack of banshees in the night. Its wailing could be heard even in the communal barracks beneath the Western Wing of Cloud Ruler Temple. Lysa dipped her washrag into a basin
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
EndermanAs the young blond traced small details onto her map, she wiped a bit of sweat from her brow. For early fall, it sure was hot... Or perhaps that was just the heat of the furnace getting to her? Sighing, Fleet dropped her quill and stood up, dragging her hand through her short, fluffy hair. The day had been long, and the evidence of this was all over her body- Dirty clothes, a small smudge of coal dust on her left cheek... Not to mention the fact that her hands were stained with ink. But all the dirt, all of that dust had been worth it. It was always worth it. Sitting back down again, she didn't even notice the sun setting as she her mind floated in the lala land that most refer to as reverie. Nor did she notice the tall shadow striding towards her house, a diamond block in hand.Enderman4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No, Fleet was far too lost in her thoughts to even realize that she'd left the door open. Too busy thinking about how she dove down into that cave everyday, and always hauled back such a huge load. Today was th
Dragon's Eye: PrologueDragon's Eye: Prologue6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was the summer of 1957, and the night was calm and warm. The storm clouds from earlier were now just a few harmless puffs on the horizon, but the air still held a faint scent of sweet rain. A light breeze danced through the woods just outside of town, rustling the leaves of the oaks and maples and birches. And within these woods were two travelers, seemingly following some unseen path through the growth.
Come on, its just a little bit farther, called the man in the lead. He had short, scruffy, sandy brown hair and wore large, squarish glasses over his big sky blue eyes. He picked his way through the thick underbrush with an air of someone who had done it many time before. The woman behind him, however, wasnt having the same amount of luck.
I sure hope this it worth it, Will! shouted the petite Asian woman as she pulled her shirt free of another branch. I dont know how mu
Bioshock 2 Short StoryAndrew Ryan mentioned me once, in one of his voice diary recordings. The Alpha series Big Daddy, crouched by a Gather's Garden, crying. Epsilon, that's what they branded me, the last of the official Alpha series. They stripped me of all my memories from the surface, and bonded me to a poor little girl, an orphan, and forced a Adam Slug in her stomach, making her a little sister.Bioshock 2 Short Story5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I loved her like my daughter, though, and I was her Daddy. Mr. Bubbles she'd call me, though all Little Sister's called their Big Daddys that. No one got near her, and I was critically injured many times for her, and even died twice, but with the miracle invention called a Vita-chamber, I'd come back over and over. However, that wasn't the same for my little one.
The Splicers overwhelmed me, pinning me down momentarily, but it was too late once I broke free, and Oh god I can remember it so clearly, the bastards killed her right in front of me! They killed my little one, and broke our bond. Oh god, it
Slender manSlender man2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slender man, oh slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Keeper of night, taker of day.
The Slender man awaits.
His tendrils slip,
His fingers drip,
He takes the life of whom he likes,
And disappears before the light.
Slender man, oh Slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Your fear will only feed him,
As he comes for you children,
Stalking, testing, waiting.
The Slender man will come for you,
Just wait and see.
He'll slip into your room tonight.
Slender man, oh Slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Oh there he is,
Hiding in the darkness,
Go look and see.
Fall asleep, he won't hurt you.
(Hush that was a lie)
Sleep tight tonight,
Have dreams so bright,
For the Slender man comes,
To end your life.
John x Reader ~7 Minutes in Heaven~~Finally finished c: Here's the John fic~John x Reader ~7 Minutes in Heaven~8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You watched as John put his hand in the hat, realizing then how slim the chances of him picking your name were. Hell, with your luck he’d probably pick your best friend (or moirail, as the trolls preferred to call it.) Watching as if your life depended upon this moment, you saw a light blush dust his cheeks as he called your voice, the way the dork said it sounding like music to your ears.
“Have fun, you two,” Dave said, winking at John while you weren’t looking. The two of you stumbled in to the closet, the both of you were a bit known for your klutzy natures. Falling against John as the door closed, you quickly regained your balance and pushed yourself off the boy.
“Woah, (f/n), did you just fall for me?” John asked in a joking manner, causing you to chuckle at his little pun.
“You wish, Egderp,” you said, teasing the bucktoothed boy.
Stitches (Reader x Connor)It was always like this. Weeks even months he would be gone and then he would return with rips in his cloak, blood stains in his shirt and more cuts, bruises and gashes on his person than you could count. Connor would allow you to repair and clean his clothes but he would often try to insist that he was fine with a stern face, masking any pain that his injuries were causing him. You always insisted that he let you tend to them.Stitches (Reader x Connor)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Today was no different. He hobbles into the house, clutching his side, his clothes torn and bloodstained. You drop the pile of clothes you had been carrying and rush over to him. It was unusual for Connor to show visible signs of pain since he always tried to hide his injuries behind a mask of indifference and apathy. If he was limping then his injuries were serious.
“Connor!” You exclaimed, “Good heavens did you decide to tackle a cannonball?”
His mouth twitched for a moment and then you gaped.
Watch your step - Part 5 - Loki x Blind!OCWatch your step - Part 5 - Loki x Blind!OC1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Watch your step - Part Five - Loki x Blind!OC
A/N: Okay, after a much too long wait, part five is finally here. Please read the description. It is very important for the development of this story.
Summary: This chapter is based more on Loki's feelings towards Alana and the way they blossom. For the both of them. They go at the library and spend some time together. Twin chapter with the next part!
The atmosphere at the Stark tower was only slightly awkwarder than usual. The Avengers were wary, thinking of what Clint and Steve had told them, about the the way Loki looked at the girl, touched and tenderly held her as if he would crush her if he wasn't paying enough attention.
It was definitely something weird to witness or imagine but the way he acted when he got home was even worse. He was smiling, an eerie look on his face as if his mind was elsewhere. However, that didn't change his attitude towards the Avengers one bit. He would still growl at everyone or ignore them if
Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part: FourYou looked up at the red faced male in front of you.Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part: Four2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I am so done, (y/n). Done! Do you hear me!?" Steve shouted in your face.
"Yeah, it's hard NOT to hear you, with all the yelling you're doing!" You yelled right back, wishing for him to just go away.
"You are mine, do you understand? Mine."
You blinked in surprise.
"Wha-" Before you could finish, he grabbed your chin and jerked your face to his, forcing your lips to meet his.
You tried to get away, but at the angle he was now holding you, it seemed impossible.
One hand now held both of yours, the other was at the back of your head, forcing you to him.
You screeched and groaned in an effort to get him away, but your efforts held no triumph.
The door slid open.
"(y-y/n)!" A voice growled in surprise, you turned your gaze from the man slipping his tongue into your mouth, to the man you had been with for several weeks now.
You still couldn't break from Steves' grip, and most likely from where Tony was, he couldn't see you were forced.
My Prince Pt.9 (Loki x Reader)●Please read description! Before or After the story, either one is fine. But please read description. Thank you.●My Prince Pt.9 (Loki x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
A few days had passed when you reunited with Loki and Espen. Odin welcomed you with open arms, Frigga in tears, and Thor with a big hug. The palace had erupted into cheers. There had been a feast for days.
A few weeks after the grand feast, Frigga began planning Loki and your wedding. The wedding was gorgeous.
You wore a simple, yet beautiful, silk white dress, embroidered with gold. You asked Thor to bring Jane to Asgard. She became your maid of honor and Thor became Loki’s best man. Espen, well he made the honor to carry the rings. Loki and you were officially husband and wife; after a long time.
The reception was even more amazing. Frigga had done an amazing job with the planning.
The honeymoon took place in a beautiful island not
Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part Eight"No. . ." He gasped lightly after staring at you for a few minutes.Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part Eight2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The car had parked several minutes earlier, and the entire time after you explained, he just looked at you.
His expression was an array of different tones. Anger. Sadness. Shock.
"It's true, at first, I did use you. But then. . .I don't know. You just became more than what Steve was to me, I didn't want to see you hurt, so I left."
You looked up at him before quickly tearing your gaze back to the floor, where you believed it belonged.
"I'm not sure if I should believe you, (y/n). I see you with another man, there's the perfect excuse. He forced himself upon you."
You gasped. He thought you made it up. All of it.
Your sadness began to form into anger, before transforming into full repulsion for the man beside you.
"Tony. . .You have security cameras in EVERY room, right?" You asked, glaring into his deep and now uncaring brown eyes.
"So why don't you take a look, hm?! Turn up the vol
Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part ThirteenYou sighed, looking at the house you had called home for so long.Steve RogersXReaderXTony Stark Part Thirteen2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The moving van you had rented sat several feet behind you, waiting for you to get in it and drive, with all of its contents inside, all of your things.
It had been several months since your last visit with The God Of Mischief, and you had since quit your job at The Other Tower, and rejoined The Stark Team.
You had been going to work every day, so Tony would not be compelled to go to your house as it was slowly emptied out, the contents sold, or moved, until only the things you couldn't sell or move were left, and were put into a moving van.
Steve had dumped (B!tchy name) a long time before, and you had just been unable to get with Tony again, feeling as though if you got any closer, you would be hurt again.
You looked at the house, with it's slowly chipping, though not very noticeably, (f/c) paint, and the wooden door with the peephole, the broken doorbell.
You were going to miss it.
Your resignation letter was inside, a