MedusaMedusa3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Everything I ever loved has turned to stone
Was my predestined raison d'être to be alone?
The best moments of my existence are looking in these eyes
Though they are milliseconds, I finally feel alive
Unfortunately, the price of my delight is your demise
Can you blame me, for all I own are these lies
These snakes in my hair
Hissing, shedding, and biting me at their whim
All I need is some company to get my mind off them
I promise all I want to do is talk
But when I hear the sound of your sandals on these weathered skulls
It excites me, I panic and my initial promise instantly dulls
Here I am again, savoring the few euphoric seconds from your eyes
This poem is all I have, the snakes refuse my request to cry
The Spider and the SpecterThe Spider and the Specter2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rain poured down, pounding against the earth in a barrage of needle sharp attacks, that, despite the harmless look, would likely be acidic and painful should it ever touch the flesh. It was dark, shrouded in mist and a thick feeling of uneasiness, like every day in the Shadow Isle. The trees glowed a faint blue, like electricity that was dulled, flowing through the branches and providing some sort of light. In the distance, the soft howling and wailing of souls who were being taken in by death echoed through the trees. It was a sound that the ears grew accustomed to after so long. Living here, it became a comforting sound, as if a reminder that the world was in tact. It was there, in that place of darkness and hollow cries of despair, shrouded in thick fog, that the Queen of Spiders called home.
Elise breathed in deeply, the scent, which could not be described by words captured in the English language, was like a glowing blue aura, that flowed through her body and gave her life. It was
Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 1Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Welcome to Summoner's Rift
The vision was clear, Orianna was in the summoner platform, a circular stone base, with arcane symbols underneath her feet and stone steps down that led the way into the field. The sky had a few clouds and the breeze that came from the woods surrounding the battlefield contained something magical within, after all, the field was built in a place where the magical forces had more strength, and where magical battles of untold proportions where fought during the previous Runewars. Turning her head left, she could observe at close range there was the shop keeper, ready to serve the champions of the league, a small being, with an abundant yellowish beard that could almost touch the ground, and in its back, a tiny bag filled with equipment that seemed to be falling from it. It was curious to some of them, having participated in both sides of the battlefield, how the shop keepers looked identical, perhaps twin brothers. Following the sight to the right down the step
The Serpent's EmbraceThe Serpent's Embrace4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Serpent's Embrace
The mistress of snakes stared up into the night,
She thought of the past, before she had been cursed with stone-sight.
Though her skin turned to scale and her eyes became empty and cold,
Still there were secrets within her heart, waiting to be told.
How she hated to slither instead of walk,
How she hated to hiss instead of talk;
Once, she was beautiful and admired,
A lovely maiden, adored and desired.
Now she was a monster with a deadly glare,
The curse was almost too much for her to bear.
Still, she kept her head high and went on her way,
Never giving up hope for a cure, one day.
Dare not cross her, or you'll soon have a tongue of rock;
So be sure to stay on her good side: remember not to mock.
A lady of poison and fang, but still with her charm,
Remember to appease her to remain free from harm.
As the stars fade from the night sky,
The lady of snakes closes her eyes with a sigh;
Another day she's lived in silent misery,
But she is sure the day will come whe
Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 2Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-Who are you? - Orianna's voice was that of a robot, sloppy arrangements of technological sounds that tried to mimic that of a human.
-My daughter Orianna, my name is Corin Reveck and I am your father.(...)
(...) The ball, her companion, her protector, her pet, was always there when she needed it, ever since the day her father gave it to her as her first birthday present.
-Orianna! Where are you my dear? - Corin came up to her room. The room was spectacular, it was a round shape room, with a beautiful wallpaper with a ballet theme, the floor was no exception, it was a beautiful pastel color marble tiles that made the perfect match with the wall papers. On the walls there were a
The Half-DragonThe Half-Dragon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beware the dragon's might,
Breath, destructive firelight.
Elegant features, dazzling flame,
Deadly twin-bite, a foe left in shame.
Hear the dragon's roar,
Transformed, ready to soar!
Snarling, prey in sight,
Snapping jaws, you have lost this fight.
Beneath the dragon's claw,
A neck easily snapped by her maw.
Burned to ashes with a fiery snort,
To hunt arrogant fools--a fitting sport.
A victorious echo, resound the dragon's growl,
Enemies flee from her furious scowl.
Surrender now or face defeat,
You are nothing but a plate of fresh fried meat!
Fear instilled by the dragon's wrath,
Left in her wake, a molten path.
Try to run, it's all in vain,
For a moment later you shall be slain.
There is no survival against the dragon's dance,
Fight if you must, but you stand not a chance;
Victory upon her, thus continues her glorious reign...
"Dragonslayers" take heed--for Shyvana is your bane.
League of Legends: Pantheon x LeonaLeague of Legends: Pantheon x Leona2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pantheon paced back and forth, waiting in the courtyard like he always did. However, something was giving him emotional turmoil, and he didn't appreciate the thought of being made to wait.
...But what if something had happened to her?
Pantheon stopped in his tracks with a sigh. No, it was Leona, and she had tendancies to make it out alright, no matter what. So then, why was she late? He puffed up his chest and let out a sigh. Pantheon was worried. That wasn't something he felt on a regular basis... if ever. And so, the pacing began to commence again.
And as he turned on his heels to head the other way, there she was, radiant, and she wasn't wearing her armour like usual. Pantheon had to take a moment to catch his breath. She had pulled her hair back in a loose bun and was wearing a white t-shirt with loose pants and regular shoes.
"Theo?" Leona grinned as she approached him. He caught glimps of her shoulder then, as well as the side of her face. Both were bandaged. He trailed his eyes
The CryophoenixThe Cryophoenix4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings of glorious glacial ice,
A phoenix lives not once, but twice.
Immortal herald of frosty might,
By her will, all the world turned to white.
She flies on a chill breeze,
This deity, you musn't forget to appease!
Normally a docile and graceful bird,
Death will follow you after an arrogant word.
A guardian and protector to all that is cool,
To not align with the arctic, you would be a fool.
A powerful blizzard follows in her wake,
To underestimate her would be a grave mistake.
Shards of winter pierce a foe's heart,
To craft icy magic is her greatest art.
All opposers are met with a crystalline wall,
A huge frozen sphere will be the end of all!
A cheerful bird, floating above the snow,
She smiles, for there is a secret that only she does know.
The end will be brought by frigid fury,
A grand fall of ice; a wonderful, wintry flurry!
As the world lay in crystalline sleep,
The glorious Cryophoenix shall not weep.
She will fly among her perfect sculptures 'till the end
When Talking To DragonsWhen in the presence of a dragon...When Talking To Dragons2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You must stay calm,
and let your fears wave away.
Like the gentle pull of the ocean.
They look down on you with slender eyes.
Judging your every breath.
As you shallowly take in your gasps,
like quick streams of water rushing down a steep hill.
When speaking to dragons...
You must be brave.
Act with confidence that your words speak well,
and go without vexation or indignation
For a wrong word could mean termination.
They will listen to what you have to say
with the ears of a thousand mocking birds.
Until of course you speak astray,
and the rest is left to their flaming breath
When listening to dragons...
You must behave.
Allow them their prudence and wisdom,
for dragons are the perfect beings.
And they know all.
Why do you wish, oh young one, to consult the dragons?
Is it because your lost is a world without paths?
A world so dark and without any maps?
Does the life you live serve you no happiness?
Is it your own kind to blame?
The ones w
World of Revaltia - Part 2World of Revaltia - Part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
World of Revaltia
Eyes of the Explorer
After the group arrived at Elle's house, Nidalee immediately fell asleep. "I'm gonna go out and get some air," Mareina said, secretly wanting Lansen and Elle to talk more. "Wanna keep me company, Ezreal?" Ezreal was unsure for a moment, but then said, "Sure," and followed her outside.
Mareina sat on the beach just outside of Elle's house it greatly resembled a birdhouse, but it was beautifully decorated with flowers and lights she glanced up at the lavender moon of the foreign world and Ezreal stood beside her, his hands in his pockets. "Hey Ezreal?" she asked. "What?" he replied. "You know ehh, never mind." Mareina yawned and made random marks in the sand. "Oh come on, what is it?" he stared down at her, but she paid no attention to him. Mareina wasn't sure how to put her thoughts into words, "Do you think I'm annoying?" then she slapped her hand on her forehead. "Ugh, that's not what I wanted to say...
Essence of LoveEssence of Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Essence of Love
I'll Always Be Your Valentine
It was a snowy morning on the peaceful coast of Kawanari Lake, a special day known as Valentine's Day; Ezreal and Mareina lived in a comfortable little house just a few miles away from the lake. They had been in love for two years, but most of their time was spent just trying to survive; only now have things finally begun to grow peaceful in their world....
Mareina awakens and sits up on her bed, rubbing her eyes. "What a good sleep..." She yawned and glanced over at the calender; when she realized the day was February 14, her eyes widened. "Valentine's Day..." She paused. "It's only been a week since we moved into this house... before that, our lives were so crazy and we never really had much time alone. So... maybe today could be our first date?" The girl blushed, "Should I ask him...?"
There was a knock at the door. "Come on in Ez, I'm awake already." Mareina said, and Ezreal walked in. "Morning," He greete
Darius The Hand Of NoxusDarius The Hand Of Noxus2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I make my way through this world as a lonely executioner,
My blade just as sharp as my mind,
Do your best and never cross me if you're a wreck,
Don't ever criticise my nation or expose your neck,
The punishment will be swift and painless,
You're darkness will be endless,
I didn't earn the name "The Hand of Noxus" for nothing,
Even if I'm a killer at least I stand for something,
I've spilled the blood of many in my time,
I've showed them that this world is mine,
Those who oppose me top lane will fall,
They will feel my blade and regret it all,
The blood flows as swift as the rains come down,
My blade gets rid of all the clutter,
I rid the world of those who don't deserve to live,
At an early age I lost my parents,
But as I say good riddance,
Growing up I had to fight for my brother and I,
I had to kill and watch many die,
So naturally I joined the military,
I would rather die for what I believe,
Than live a life without meaning,
A united Noxus could control the world...and deserve to.
A New Champion Approaches...?A New Champion Approaches...?A New Champion Approaches...?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A League of Legends Short
Ezreal paced the League hallways, sighing with boredom as he waited for his turn to be summoned. "To think I have to be here all week..." he groaned, annoyed. "I can't stand when novice summoners call me to the Fields. A true display of skill...? I don't think so."
A girl with dragon features floated down the hallway; she was looking for the explorer. It was easy enough to spot his bright yellow hair from a distance, so she sped towards him with a toothy grin. "Hey, Ezreal! So you have to stay at the League today? That sucks."
The young man turned to the black-haired girl, surprised to see her in such a place. "Why did you come here? It's against the rules for non-champions to be in the lounge, you should leave bef--" An announcement over the speakers interrupted him, "Summoning is imminent. Champions, prepare for battle!"
The lounge doors slammed shut as several other champions stood up, shooting curious glares towa
Smile, Not.A girl I don't even rememberSmile, Not.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because now the faces blur together.
"It's been so long!"
She smiles happily.
And I smile back,
"Yeah, I missed you so much!"
Because that's what
She expects right?
I know she just wants
To talk to me, because
There's no one else.
"So how you've been?
I went out with my friends
This weekend, and we had So much Fun!"
"That's great! I didn't go
But that's alright, because then
No one will ask me why...
"Awww. That sucks."
She tilts her head
And smiles pityingly as if to say
I don't want anyone's sympathy,
I don't need anyone's pity
Why does it matter if you don't understand?
"Maybe you can go with
The girls and I this weekend!
It'll be fun! We're going to..."
Somewhere "perfect" right?
Somewhere where you'll forget me right?
Somewhere I'll never fit in.
"Of course! That sounds great,
I'll try to make it!"
BanishmentBanishment10 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Setting: The castle of a young king, Kascien, and his queen, Lycia. The first scene takes place in fair Lycia's bed chambers. Afternoon.
Kascien storms into the castle chambers of Lycia, Lycia jumps away from the window she was staring from
Kascien: How dare you!
Lycia: What ever are you shouting about?
Kascien:You slept with my brother, Zenith!
Lycia: Heavens no! How can you accuse me of such a ridiculous thing?! I hate your brother and all of his perversness. You of all people should know that.
Kascien paces in rage, throwing his hands all over the place. Lycia takes a step away from the ranting lunatic
Kascien: But I have proof!
Lycia: Proof you ay? From where have you gathered such "proof"?
Kascien: Why, from that chambermaid of yours. I've forgotten her name, but that matters not. What matters, is that she speaks of you sneaking away to the chambers of Zenith at the stroke of midnight. Is that not enough proof for thee?! And I could not doubt the words of that proud woman.
Dear SantaHi Santa,Dear Santa3 years ago in Letters More Like This
I miss you terribly, Santa. I really, really do. I know you'll never read this letter, just as I know you never read any of the letters I wrote you when I was so much younger.
I wish you could read this. I like to think that despite it being the day before Christmas, you'd still put a few minutes aside to read a letter from that girl you once brought toys when she was still a child. I'd like to think that even if you didn't bring me presents anymore, you'd still have a place for me in your heart (just as you'd have a place in your heart for all the billions and billions of other people who were once little boys and girls).
You were so different from all the other adults in my life, Santa. Each year, no matter what had happened, I knew you were the single thing I could really count on. It's silly, I know, but I always put so much thought into my letters for you because I wasn't writing a letter to a strangerI was writing a letter to my third Grandpa who, despi
Glass MemoriesDearly Beloved,Glass Memories10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey, love, it’s me again. It’s winter now – the icy wind throws itself at these stained cinderblock walls but to no avail; a wall works both ways.
A year has passed since I last spoke with you – a year already! No, I’m sure it was yesterday – a Monday.
I never did like Mondays.
I remember where we met. In the subway. You were the last to board a crowded train, I stood up as the wheels began to creak, glancing at you as I did so and nodding ever so slightly towards the empty seat. You laughed and called me a gentlemen, tucking those few strands of honey-colored hair behind your ear. Your nails were painted blue. Light blue. Like the sky.
The mass of people gradually thinned out as we neared the end of the route, until you and I were the only ones left in that car. We sat awkwardly next to each other – you twirling your hair and I fiddling with the buttons on my shirt cuff. I don’t know why I didn’t get up and move.
World of Revaltia - Part 3World of Revaltia - Part 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
World of Revaltia
Song of Sorrow
After Ezreal and Mareina left the room, Lansen and Elle remained silent for some time. The Harpy eventually stood and floated over to the window, gazing out into the starry night. The light of the moon shone down on her and illuminated her feathers; she sighed deeply there seemed to be something on her mind. "Is there something wrong, Elle?" Lansen asked, compelled by curiosity. "No," she replied softly. "My thoughts were just... wandering." Everything became quiet once more.
Lansen searched for the right words to speak, but nothing immediately came to his mind. He wanted to know more about the mysterious siren, but what could he ask without being rude? I probably should just mind my own business, he thought. Maybe she'll want to talk some other time. "I think I'm going to get some rest," he said. "Good night, Elle." Lansen stood up and stretched, walking down the hallway into one of the guest rooms. "Good night, Lansen.
Shaco, Deciever of DeathDo you know of the terror that lurks out of sight?Shaco, Deciever of Death2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The horror that stalks dependent on night?
He lays traps in the shadows of every living thing
That jump out with a jolt from a tightly coiled spring.
He is no man, not even a mere man,
The age of time has left his thoughts unplanned.
He cackles and appears, writing a new joke,
Scribbling the words with his knives, to the back, a nasty poke.
His mask has sealed on from the passing of time,
A never ending smile for death happens best when done in rhyme.
From the brush, from the walls, from the trees,
Knives take flight down towards his enemies.
Poisoned blades falling to slice and dice,
Making them run like cowardly mice.
They will run, they will cower, as of mice and men,
The leisure of life for them, has come to an end.
Gone now he vanishes, leaving an orange wispy cloud of smoke,
The laughter fading away, leaving unaware the next poor bloke.
They come to him as he beckons, the shadows of deceit,
To aid him on his quest to maim, murder
World of Revaltia - Part 1World of Revaltia - Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
World of Revaltia
Looking for Lansen
A young woman woke up from her bed and stretched, yawning loudly. "Maaan, I'm still tired. Why do I have to get up and go to school anyways? Ugh, it's such a waste of time, really... college is a joke!" She threw her clothes on and washed up, getting ready for school; then, she went downstairs and prepared breakfast. As she was eating a bowl of cereal, her brother walked in. "Hey, Lance. What's up?" she said. "You sleep well?" He shrugged and mumbled something that she couldn't make out. "Guess not," she said, drinking her milk. "What time do you get out of work, Lance?" He was quiet for a moment as he prepared his coffee, "Same time you get out of school."
"Okay, wanna go to GigaGame after? I wanna see if Kingdom Legends is out yet!" she exclaimed. "Dunno, ask me after work." Lance replied, and the girl sighed. "Well, see ya later, Rein." he said, finishing his coffee and putting his black leather jacket on. "Heee
UMvC3 Fan Moveset: YangUMvC3 Fan Moveset: Yang2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Origin: Street Fighter series
First Appearance: Street Fighter III: New Generation (1997)
Voiced by: Johnny Yong Bosch (EN) Masakazu Suzuki (JP)
Theme song: A remix of Yang's theme from Super Street Fighter IV: Arcade Edition
Alternate cotume: His alternate costume from Super Street Fighter IV: Arcade Edition
Stage: Downtown China -Midnight Thunderstorm- (Shared with Yun)
Standing light punch, Crouching light punch, Jumping light punch
Standing middle punch, Crouching middle punch, Jumping middle punch
Standing fierce punch, Crouching fierce punch, Jumping fierce punch
Youhon Shiun (F +) L + L
Ento Shugeki B, L + L
Raigeki Shuu AIR DF + K
Senpuu Kyaku F + M
Tourou Zan QCF + P , QCF + P , QCF + P
Senkyuutai DP + K
Byakko Soushouda QCB + P
Zenpou Tenshin HCB + K
Kaihou QCF + K
Sei'ei Enbu QCF + PP
Raishin Mahha Ken QCF x
[Hetalia] China x ReaderChina x Reader[Hetalia] China x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
BWAHAHA. MY SECOND ONE.
-Sorry for the spelling/grammar errors-
??? p.o.v :
Yao sat in his bedroom, obviously day-dreaming. About what, or who, you may ask? Well, Yao was thinking about his lovely (Name) (Last Name). He was thinking about the way she makes him laugh, her beautiful (e/c) orbs, her stunning (long/short) (h/c) hair, the way she would giggle...She was just so...perfect.
'I think I'm in love...' Yao thought, staring at the ceiling of his bedroom. Yes, yes, actually, you are, Yao. You are indeed in love with (Name). (The question is, does she return your feelings? I mean, you were best friends since you were little. [ WICH IS A VEERY LONG TIME SINCE YOU'RE 4000 YEARS OLD, DUH] Maybe she just considers you as her friend? )
''Would you stop doing this, please, aru?!'' (Do what?) ''Well, you're just...making me sad, aru!" (Lol, man, chill)
'China is tarking to himserf again...'
The Meaning Of A KissThe simple act of bringing one's lips to close to the sweet contact of another, to which upon seals a promise.The Meaning Of A Kiss2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A kiss should have meaning and not be given out unless it is meant with solemn clarity and truth.
To kiss the hand, a polite gesture of respect, and the intent to treat the recipient as such. The back of the hand to represent strength, and honor. The palm of the hand represents a treasure, to be carefully held and cherished.
To kiss the forehead, a sign of endearment, and the will to be unbreakably bound by friendship. Above the eyes to represent protection, and shelter.
To kiss the cheek is to hope for a blush, relaying admiration and interest, where you can see eye to eye and outward together, representing the vision of what is to come.
A kiss on the lips, the most important of all, should be a promise, where upon meeting the other person's eyes you will never betray or hurt the soul within that gaze. It is the the ultimate symbol of trust.
This is The Meaning Within A kiss