The Graveyard Gift ShopThe Graveyard Gift ShopThe Graveyard Gift Shop2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A pair of eyes peered out from underneath a mess of black hair and Martha had to repeat herself.
"You can't buy tarot cards," she said again. "Not unless you have a parent or guardian with you." The boy's obsidian eyes flickered and Martha wondered how old he was. Fourteen? Fifteen? Not stupid enough to try something untoward with a pack of cards, but, "it's company policy, I'm afraid."
"Okay," he said, and turned to look at the rest of the shop. It was more of a kiosk really, and Martha only worked there three days a week while her youngest daughter was in school and she finished her degree, but Martha was sure that this boy was the most 'graveyard' of all the teens who came to hang around Edinburgh's infamous actual graveyards. The kirkyard was another tourist attraction, hence the kiosk - a few famous Scots had been buried there, and of course there was the Greyfriars Bobby story for the kiddies - but mostly it attracted weirdoes who were int
Hades and Persephone (Part 5)Hades and Persephone (Part 5)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PERSEPHONE SAT IN HER ROOM, glancing at the window. There was not much to look at. Hades had put her room away from the others, toward the wastelands of the Underworld, the empty lands, where there was nothing much besides black ground and pillars of smoke. She knew that if her room were at the other end of the palace, she would see fire and destruction.
Hades had said he would return in a day or two. That meant she still had a slight chance to get out. Not of the Underworld. She knew that was impossible. She wanted to at least see the gardens. If anything, they were still growing things, and they offered no ridicule or emotions.
She stood, walking over to her door, opening it so there was only a small crack. The large, black dog outside of her door was sleeping soundly, even snoring slightly. The snore was deep and ragged, more like a growl with each inhale.
Persephone slid out of her door, shutting the door softly. The dog did not stir.
She continued her w
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 7Hades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hades took a deep breath and plopped down into the chair behind his ebony desk. His long fingers slid over his face as he leaned back in his chair. The past few hours had been exhausting to say the least, and Hades was beginning to understand why mortals turned to alcohol. Nothing was happening as planned, and at the moment he wasn't even sure what the plan was anymore. This was supposed to be an easy way out of family gatherings, but was quickly becoming one of the most stressful things Hades had ever endured.
This afternoon had been a disaster.
After signing off on the extension of the East Waiting Room, Hades had to go down to the dock's gates and check on how Cerberus was doing. He got pretty restless when Hades took long trips like this and had probably tried to eat someone again. Hades turned back around to face Persephone who was gawking like some sort of deranged tourist. He had been a little hesitant to leave such a nai
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 6Hades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Demeter was relaxed.
Or at least she would have been had her nerves allowed her to. She was in one the most relaxing spa environments known to mortal or god. She was surrounded by lavender walls with a mural of the afternoon sky on the ceiling. Soothing, sweet music played above her head, the faint sound of a stream trickling could be heard in the background, all whilst nymphs wove small flowers into her thick hair.
"Are you absolutely sure she arrived there okay?" Demeter asked one of the nymphs tending to her, for the thirtieth time that hour. Now the Oakson's Resort for Your Inner Goddess had seen stressed. They had seen frazzled, tensed, jittery and jumpy, but when they received the Goddess of Harvest she had been border lining hysterical.
This was partially because she had been physically dragged here from her autumn gardening work, only hours after seeing Kore off with those mortal children, wh
A Cave Somewhere in Northern Europe"Oh not you again," Nico muttered. Couldn't he go anywhere in Europe without the West Wind stalking him?A Cave Somewhere in Northern Europe2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was one of the few peaceful moments of the 'return the Athena Parthenos' mission. In fact, a few days in, this was the first. Reyna and Coach Hedge were asleep and Nico was on watch for once, sitting at the mouth of the cave they were hiding in. They were somewhere in Northern Europe, a few shadow-travels from the big one back to the States.
Nico was watching the lights in the nearest city blink, far away across the expanse of tiny towns and rolling hills. The air was warm and for about five minutes he almost felt comfortable, just sitting in the shadows. Then he heard a tiny cough somewhere to the left and almost put his sword through Favonius' nose.
"Oh, don't try that," Favonius said, twirling that bleeping hoop. "I'm here to guide, remember." Yeah. Not summon his evil master who had forced Nico to face up to the…. thing.
"Still struggling with everyth
Hades and Persephone (Part 4)Hades and Persephone (Part 4)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PERSEPHONE WALKED THE corridors of the castle, wringing her hands. She had made sure she looked like she hadn't been crying. The thought angered her. She felt fragile, like the flowers she used to care for.
What had she done to deserve this? Why was she going through this punishment, this condemning trial?
She was vulnerable.
And she did not want to be.
Stopping, she leaned against a wall, making sure there was no one there. She closed her eyes, leaning her head back.
If you can hear me, Mother, Father, please come for me. I'm waiting for you. Please.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps near her. She composed herself, swallowing as she saw it was Hades striding up to her.
"Are you well?" he asked suddenly. Persephone nodded once.
"Why shouldn't I be? Besides the fact of the whole…" she trailed off, assuming he knew exactly what she meant. He did.
"As I have sai
Hades and Persephone (Part 2)Hades and Persephone (Part 2)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE GIRL FELL TO THE GROUND. The man pulled forcibly on the reins, stopping the horses.
He stepped off of the chariot, ordering the horses to vanish. They did, taking the chariot with them.
He did not go any closer to the girl. He stood, motionless on the spot. He only watched her, making sure she was alive. Had her fear of him killed her? Impossible, he chastised himself, for she was immortal. But she could surely try her best. If she wanted to, she could go into a deep sleep that could last for centuries. He was worried she would do this.
Tentatively, he stepped toward the girl, his boots crunching the snow underneath him. He looked around. He had caused all this death and cold. He looked at the girl, in her soft pink dress and flowers resting in her hair. She was the only light, the only pure thing in this area. He, certainly, was not pure. He had done too many things. This included.
This does not count,
Hades and Persephone (Part 3)Hades and Persephone (Part 3)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
SHE WOKE, BUT COULD NOT TELL IF IT WAS DAY OR NIGHT. It was too dark to decide.
The girl immediately closed her eyes, pulling her limbs in closer to her, wrapping herself in a ball. She was lost. No, she had been taken. And brought to the worst place imaginable.
She squeezed her eyes tighter, hoping that when she'd open them again, she'd once more be in her meadow, her soft, green, warm meadow filled with flowers.
She didn't need to open her eyes to know she was still far from home.
She began to shiver, and pulled the blankets tighter around her.
Slowly, she opened her eyes. She was in a bedroom, lying in a bed. Her heart began to pound frantically in against her rib cage. She knew where she was, but why was she here?
"Are you cold?" asked a deep voice. The girl flinched, gasping, and spoke to the darkness.
"Who… who's there?"
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter OneHades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Asphodel," He yawned, resting his head on his hand. The translucent man before him bowed profusely and left in the direction of the Fields of Asphodel. After two thousand years of the same routine with little to no variation, a person (immortal or not) tends to get a little bored.
The lines seemed a little longer than normal today, or maybe it was they had a bit more difficult cases in them that made them seem so lengthy. Whatever the case, Hades was eager to be done for the day so he could return to his home, feed his three-headed dog, Cerberus and then himself, and retire to his chambers for the evening. That was his routine, as well as his curse. Wake with the dawn, sentence the souls, feed Cerberus and then wait for another day that was exactly like the last seventy-two thousand, nine hundred and ninety five days before it.
When the last of the souls were sorted out and the next boat full wouldn't come f
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 4Hades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't even a full twenty-four hours before Hades was summoned back to Olympus. 'If he thinks I'm going to apologize to that little brat, he's even more diluted than I thought.' Hades thought to himself, pulling his motorcycle into the parking lot once again. He had never seen Hecate laugh as much as she did when she saw the pink icing in her master's hair. If he was to retain any pride for yesterday's episode, apologies were not an option.
The halls seemed quieter than the last time he was here, but that was to be expected. After the small food fight that had occurred the party was cut dramatically short and pretty much everyone had left for their homes. Hades walked calmly through the halls of his brothers and sisters' house.
This was the most he'd been up here since Aphrodite's last wedding anniversary. That entire weekend had been a complete joke. Aphrodite flirted with almost every male present in a scrap of fabric that b
RosesRoses7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
They covered you with roses. Finally.
Hades and PersephoneHades and Persephone: The Dark DivineHades and Persephone5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the beginning,there were three brothers. These brothers were gods, each who possessed a certain part of the world. Zeus was crowned king of all gods and goddesses, and was also deemed god of the skies; Posiedon was given the seas and was made god of horses and oceans. Hades, the eldest brother, was sentenced to rule the Underworld as Master of Death and judge of souls. His brothers and sisters all resided on top of Mount Olympus, enjoying watching the humans and occasionally messing with their lives for sport. They each were married and lived in happiness together.
Hades, however, remained in the Underworld with no other companions than Charon, the ferrier of the dead, and Cerberus, his three headed dog who gaurded the Underworld. He longed for a wife, a mistress, a queen. And although he was perhaps the most handsome and attractive of the gods, they all feared him. Even Zeus isolated himself from Had
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark DivineHades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They both stood there uncomfortably, not sure how to begin. The tension was thick, and rightfully so. Hades had managed to ruin her birthday party and insult her in less than five minutes, and she had disrespected him in front of the people who already thought less than highly of him. The first one to speak was Persephone, mainly because she wanted nothing more for him to be out of her sight, so she could find the kids.
"So, have you come to apologize?" She asked in her most indignant tone, folding her arms across her chest while doing so. Within the moment that her word passed her lips and converted into sound any sympathy or compassion Hades had conjured up had disintegrated and was instantly replaced with pure irritation. This girl was truly something. Even after recognizing the fact that he had the power to fling her off this mountain with very little effort on his part, she was still making demands.
"Apologize?" Hades asked raising his eyebrows, "And why
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 3Hades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hades despised Olympus.
In fact, he made it a point to tell his brother, at least once a visit, how much he absolutely hated this glowing monstrosity. It was too bright, too white, too. . .Olympian.
It wasn't that it was ugly or not well-crafted. No, Athena herself made sure that this would be the envy of every structure known to man or mortal. It was the way it was presented, with an ostentatious attitude that made the Parthenon look like a gas station bathroom. He was reminded of this fact with every step closer he came to its golden gated entrance. Hades never really understood the need for the gates. It wasn't like they had neighbors and privacy was something Zeus abandoned years ago.
The only other complaint he had was it's endless supply of optimists. Olympus was constantly in a state of joy (or at least drunken happiness) and it annoyed him to no end. Between Dionysus' wild parties every other week, Athena
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 2Hades and Persephone4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why did you have to invite him Kore?" Demeter sighed exasperated. It was a well known fact that Hades and Demeter hated each other with a burning passion, so when Hermes returned with his R.S.V.P. Demeter was, to say the least, less than thrilled. Being natural born enemies, the Goddess of agriculture and the Lord of the Dead, they were bound to disagree at some point, but they took arguments to a whole new level. The last fight ended in ten fields of destroyed crops and a very creative use for sunflower seeds; in other words: they aren't speaking.
Persephone set her basket of flowers on a nearby rock and turned to face her pouting mother. "You said that I could invite anyone that I wanted, Mother. I didn't realize that 'anyone' had limitations." She replied. "And my name is Persephone." She added mentally.
"Don't be fresh. You know very well when I say 'anyone' that it does not include him."
"But I've never ev
ti wrote you a lettert3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i slept for twenty hours
then i realised
that i loved you in a language
you couldn't understand
and if she loves you
with her body, and
that is what you understand
then i hope
you can be happy
and i hope one morning
you wake up and realise
that you aren't
7.46you asked me to hold you7.463 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and not love you
these legs have never been
strong enough for both of us,
the weight of our hands
tied as though they were
never frayed by time,
the truth of words that
fell like tears, and tears
that fell like words waiting
to be told to someone
who will understand,
and the sound of your heart
beating against closed eyes
A Stereotypical Love StoryWhy does it always seem to be raining? Ever since that idiot, that stupid, stupid idiot, had confessed to him, only two days earlier, there had been non-stop rain.A Stereotypical Love Story5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Was this some kind of fucking sign? Some way to say, "Hey, you like the idiot, too! Stop denying it!"? Only...he didn't like Yamamoto like that. It was insane! They were both boys, both men! Both meant to fall in love with women (even though women could be a pain, a nuisance, the most annoying beings to ever walk the earth). Besides, Gokudera couldn't be in love with Yamamoto because...well...what would the Tenth say!?
The bomber reached into his pocket, taking out his pack of cigarettes. All this "thinking about it" was stressing him out.
So, since he was so stressed out, it just makes sense that the pack was, of course, empty.
He supposed he could just go a day without his nicotine kick, but the thought of that stressed him out even more. He just walk up to the convenience store...
In the rain. The fucking, fucking rain.
Withered heartYour feelings fester and decayWithered heart5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They neither fade nor fly away
Instead, from love and gentle care,
They turn on me and bring despair
Where once a heart beat out its life
Now putrid rotting fibres lie
A soul that once would hold me close
Now turns away and scorns my prose
To stop yourself from loving me
You built a false reality
With poison found where none resides
And in my words: imagined lies
Secret KeeperYou tell me to trust you,Secret Keeper5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you'll keep my secrets safe.
I play it safe and start small
I tell you about my low self-esteem
And tell you that you can't tell
But you go and tell others my secret.
You wanted to be my secret keeper
But I can't even trust you with a minor one
To be a secret keeper you can't tell,
You need to be a good friend
And keep secrets secret
The trust you wanted had to be earned,
Yet you expected it to be blindly given
By a girl that's only known pain.
Acting as you have makes it harder to trust
My love that I had for you is no more,
Farewell my friend, you can't be my secret keeper forever more.
Chat 14~Ryohei has connected with you viaWebcame~Chat 145 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gokudera: FUCK! I should really turn this thing off .
Ryohei: WHY ARE YOU ON MY COMPUTER SCEEN?
Gokudera: Cause you pressed the webcame feature turf head
Ryohei: THAT DOSEN'T EXPLAIN WHY YOU ARE ON MY SCREEN.
Gokudera: What? Yes it does!
Ryohei: I'M EXTREMLY CONFUSED!
Gokudera: Listen; if you don't know what something does then don't fucking press it!
Ryohei: PRESS WHAT?
~Yamamoto wishes to connect viaWebcame with you. Bump Ryohei off, or continue chatting with Ryohei?~
Gokudera: Is there a 'neither' button
Ryohei: JOIN THE BOXING CLUB.
~You have bumped Ryohei off and are now connected viaWebcame with Yamamoto~
Yamamoto: Hey beautiful~
Yamamoto: Why do you look so stressed Dera D:
Gokudera: It's nothing, nothing at all.
Gokudera: And don't call me beautiful!
Yamamoto: But you are~
Yamamoto: And I love to see you blush Dera, it's so cute. :3
Gokudera: How come you never blush!?
Yamamoto: That's because Gokudera
Elegy Of A Lost SeasonI am the fall.Elegy Of A Lost Season5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Broken in June, buried in August -
haunting September from the boughs of hazel,
where not even the rain could reach me.
How my limbs ached to feel its soothing caress;
but my limbs felt nothing, and I felt nothing.
And the season moved on, without me.
Once, long ago, I was spring,
delicate and pure; fragile as willow seedlings,
believing themselves strong, as they stretch toward the sun -
before the wind breaks their stalks, and they fall
defeated, drained, limp upon the ground;
crushed and forgotten as tears.
But no, I was summer -
when I looked into your eyes for the first time
and forgot to curse the sun.
Tiny beads running down my neck;
hateful, so hateful - ignored, as you ensnared my senses.
You were summer, too
cradled in the branches of oak,
bright enough to burn my eyes and scorch my skin,
but never close enough to touch.
Until in your arms, I became summer,
and the sun could not outshine us.
But now I am winter -
numb and cold, faded, stripped and desolate;
for you.If you;for you.5 years ago in Letters More Like This
have ever been l o s t, damaged, (heart)broken, vulnerable, unloved, unwanted, unneeded.
have ever lay on the cold ground and let the solid surface dig into your skull, graze your ankles and induce sh-shivers to see if you still
r e a l l y feel.
have ever stood in the heavy, pouring rain hoping that as it soaks you to the bone and cleanses your pores, maybe it will wash away everything about you too, giving you a fresh start.
have ever slipped under the duvet, swallowed the lump in your throat and squeezed your eyes shut praying that once you drift into your deep slumber, you will never wake up.
This is for you.
Each moment fades like days fade to nights fade to dreams fade to mornings fade to something fade to nothing and in the end it becomes hard. It becomes desolate. You're isolated and you're just stranded. You're trapped on a raft with no direction to sail, because each route is blocked by the viole