A Very Skyrim ChristmasT'was the night before Christmas, and all through Whiterun,A Very Skyrim Christmas3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not a living thing was outside,
Except the guards, and Whiterun's local bum
Jarl Balgruuf was in bed, a bed fit for the Lord,
In hopes that St. Nick would bring him a Sword;
In the small house known as Breezehome, Lydia did slumber,
Wishing that for Christmas she would get a Sword of Thunder;
And Archer set out some milk and a sweet roll,
Preparing for the arrival of Santa, so he wouldn't get coal;
He had no idea what this man looked like,
But he hoped that he'd visit, possibly this night
He yawned tiredly, and then scratched his head,
Before going upstairs to sleep in his bed.
In the morning, he hoped, he would have some nice presents…
Well, after all, he'd been kind to the peasants,
When suddenly, in the living room, Archer did hear,
A large man was present… when did he appear?
With a focus, then a cast, Archer was see-through,
So he could sneak behind a chair, and see what the man would do.
He wore a large red
Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset4 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
Remnants of VvardenfellRemnants of Vvardenfell3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Relmyna! Relmyna, you need to get up!"
A familiar voice breaks the thick veneer of sleep in my mind. I open my eyes slightly to address the voice. My mother hovers over me, a wild, terrified look laying deep in her red eyes. Her hands soon yank back my blanket and grab my from my groggy stupor. Father approaches and puts a hand on the doorjamb, his hair and beard covered with slag. I squint, confusion being washed away by pure dread.
A mighty rumbles bursts from the bowels of Nirn, and tosses my footing awry, slamming me into the wall. My shoulder screams at the impact and my head rebounds off of the wall. My vision is obfuscated, and I reach up to wipe my eyes, to dispel some left-over sleep. Father is on the floor when I completely come to, blood trickling over his face, leaving a crusted wake on the soft wrinkles in his grey skin.
Mother runs a hand across his hair, loosening some soot from it, her fingers sticky with blood. She looks at me, eyes wide, bleary with tears. "Relmyna,"
I Don't Need Riches (Wealthy Spirit)I Don’t Need Riches (Wealthy Spirit)I Don't Need Riches (Wealthy Spirit)2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don’t ask to drown in riches,
I ask for wealth of spirit.
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
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops4 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
A Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)The Elder Scrolls and allA Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)8 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
Marceline and PB Vore StoryBased on an RP with :iconhakulikuriku:Marceline and PB Vore Story7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Wow, Marceline, isn't this place interesting?" Princess Bubblegum said.
"Yeah, sure, whatever" Marceline shrugs. "It seems kinda boring to me" Marceline responded, floating around lazily, yawning from the sheer boredom.
"Come on, be positive for once in your life." the princess said with a sigh.
"How about be interesting for once, brain lord" she snapped back
"At least I have brains!"
Marceline blushed, and got angry. "I totally have brains!" she shouted, grumbling to herself and crossing her arms
"Sure. You also heed to lose some weight. Getting a little chubby..." PB said, staring down at Marceline's squishy midsection, disapprovingly, her shirt starting to ride up a bit
Marceline reached under her t-shirt, gripping a single pale grey roll of fat in her hands. "Ugh, you're right" she moaned. "I really need to lay off the red" her blush intensified.
"And the people. I only ate one person, she was such a kid." the princess said.
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
Vore Tournment Hinata vs SheikVore Tournment Hinata vs Sheik6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen! We're giving you a intriguing yet stimulating competition this nightfall. It's the vore battle of the shinobis! Here on one behalf, we have the lovely Hinata, the Konohagakure Ninja and heiress of the Hyūga clan!"
A girl with long navy blue hair appeared from one side of the stadium, donned in a lavender and white-hooded-jacket along with pants that was the same color as her hair. She wore sandals that had short heels and seemed to have a forehead protector around her neck. A shy yet confident look slowly appeared on her face as she waved to the crowds.
"And, for our other competitor, we have the mysterious member of the Sheikah tribe Z- I mean, Sheik!"
A rather androgynous figure appeared from the far side of the stadium, wearing a tight outfit. Their entire face was covered in wrappings, except for a small portion, revealing well-groomed blond hair and a pair of intense red eyes. They strummed a harp gently, producing a soft, gentle melo
Rapture: Part 2 prologuePart 2: PrologueRapture: Part 2 prologue4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Father, I am writing this diary so Mother doesn't find it. No one remembers paper down here, or
they have trouble finding it. Father, I miss you. Mother is trying to "break" something. She calls it
my "conditioning," but there is no conditioner here. Rapture has turned to shambles since you...you...
Andrew Ryan is dead and his son was the one who killed him! Apparently he "had to" or something,
but then he tried to kill Frank Fontaine! My Sisters saved him though when he was injured.
Yes, my Sisters. I sense them, all of them. Father, I want to bring you back. But until then, I am
trapped here and living my life through my Sisters.
I don't know how long it's been since I saw you Father. All I know now is I see Rapture as how it truly
is. I do not feel the need to drink ADAM anymore, but I still need it to survive. Mother has a plan, I
know it. I can see it every time she approaches me with the needle.
Father, I do not like it. I feel how much older I am. I feel...wr
TrustTrustTrust3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Warning, lots of vore.)
In the middle of a desert, or more like a sandy wasteland. A boy awoke, opening his eyes slowly. Panic starting to seep into his mind upon seeing the sand. He put his hand on the back of his dark brown hair, removing his hand quickly afterwards with a pained expression. He looked over seeing a backpack. Slowly he crawled across the burning sand and opened it, finding a half empty bottle of water, a bandage, and a note saying good luck. He let out a low growl crushing the note, tossing it aside, then he put the backpack on and started walking in a random direction.
A few miles away, a female dragon with vibrant purple scales flew, enjoying the desert heat.
The boy continued on, shielding his eyes with one hand. Dehydration was already kicking in, but he didn't want to drink the water 'till he absolutely had to.
He reached the top of a sand dune, letting out an irritated laugh as he saw miles upon miles of desert. He started shaking his head then pressed on
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.Reflections10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
Rapture 1-5As Terra had predicted, Tenenbaum figured out fairly quickly that she was in another world. Unfortunately, she didn't handle it as well as Terra had thought she would. She shut herself up in the library for a day, doing frantic research. Due to her mumblings about height, Eraqus figured it might have to do with how the Land of Departure was set up; in addition to the fact it was another world.Rapture 1-54 years ago in Drama More Like This
She emerged at the end of the day to ask his forgiveness. Aqua was playing in her room -it was very pink- and Eraqus was dispassionately watching her.
"Now do you see why I would have rather you did not come?" Eraqus demanded, ignoring Aqua trying to get his attention. Tenenbaum noticed though, and sat down in a chair, then gestured for Aqua to walk over. Aqua refused and hid behind Master Eraqus. "Why is she acting like this?" he asked.
"Little Sisters are programmed to hate and fear maternal figures. Part of the reprogramming will get her to trust women again. You heard her say how 'Mommy is a
Skyrim Valentines Day PoemBlood Dragons are greenSkyrim Valentines Day Poem3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Some orcs are too
I'd lockpick every lock
and gives the items to you.
I'd slay every dragon,
Id give you my gold,
I'd kill every foresworn,
I'll always be yours to hold.
I'd forge all your armor,
I would sharpen your blad
I'd tighten your bow,
I'd save you from every bandit raid.
FUS RO DA baby!
Have a superb Valentines Day!
Dreamclouds And Stuff....Your eyes are bright todayDreamclouds And Stuff....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bright enough for me to see them
Looking at me the way I always imagine they would
Until they fade into thoughts of
Unicorns, metal bands, tea shops, and other cool stuff
I wish there was a picture of you
Decked out in gloves, tie-dye jacket and band t-shirt
Hair spiked to the sky
Holding a plate of cookies and a carton of ice cream
That's what you really are to me
I wonder how we would officially meet
What mood I would be in
Because depending on my mood
I could be as shy as a ghost that doesn't haunt its own house
Or I would just pounce on you
Holy crap would that last one be fun
Or at least fun to tell about later
Man, do you empty my pockets
I know I've used at least fifty dollars just because
Were on my mind at the time
That doesn't count all the times I eat out
Pretending you're sitting next to me
Or across from me
Or coming up behind me to surprise me
Just to make me yelp
Anyway .that probably adds up to a few hundred
For me that really is a lo
Merry Christmas, My Beautiful QueenIt’s the time of year for joy and giftsMerry Christmas, My Beautiful Queen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And there is but one I’d spend it with
Though her heart is chilled, like Yuletide snow
She is my dearest love, this I know
With eyes as green as holly, and a voice as sweet as cider
I could ask for no greater present than to be merely beside her
With cocoa to drink and cookies to eat
A decorative tree and burning hearth makes it complete
Rather than a mountain of gems, or a kingdom of gold
My precious gift to her is the undying love my heart holds
I hope this gift does not disappoint her in the least
For to her it shall be a holiday feast
And so, on this beautiful day we call Christmas
Happy Holidays to you, my beloved Queen Chrysalis