wade liberation warwade liberation war1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boy was about nineteen. A young man really, but his face made him look younger. Girl was younger, maybe fifteen, sixteen. Peter Bowen thought as he kept his distance considering the situation, studying the several people involved.
City of wade was under Arenian occupation for over three centuries now, and Arenian trackers seeking out mages to be drafted to their military force was hardly an unusual event. Most people who were learned in spellcasting kept their skills hidden, and their weapons were creatively concealed.
Still give it enough time and any trickery will stand revealed. Trackers were by now very skilled in noticing anything with engraved spellcasting spiral. A ring, a stick, the smallest of things. They knew what they were looking for.
This was what baffled peter as he studied the unfolding situation. Boy was blatantly wearing two short swords with the casting spiral boldly and prominently visible on their handles. Either he was a fool, of a foreigner who decide
Shades of Green: Heart of the Monster- Chapter 1Shades of Green: Heart of the Monster- Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: Heart of the Monster
Chapter One- The Arrival of Cousin Jen
Janet Van Dyne quickly made her way to the door, curious as to who the visitor could be after she had been informed of the arrival of the visitor by JARVIS, the artificial intelligence system that was intergrated into the mansion by Tony Stark himself. She had just changed out of her Avengers attire and into her normal, more comfortable clothing which consisted of a raven-black & gold short-sleeve t-shirt and a pair of khaki pants when JARVIS announced the presence of their unexpected guest. Once JARVIS had informed her, Janet rushed down the staris at a speed that seemed almost impossible, even for someone as fast & agile as she was. Coming to a stop directly in front of the doors, Janet made sure to smooth out her clothing, wanting to look her best as always when greeting a guest.
Releasing a light
House of MirrorsThey say I spinHouse of Mirrors1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a web of lies,
but webs are for spiders.
They catch their flies.
No, my lies are mirrors,
each a different reflection.
They fill up my house,
my sinful collection.
Sometimes I get lost.
There's so much confusion.
Which ones are real?
Which are illusions?
I try to back track,
but the mirrors turn me around.
I cry out for help,
but the mirrors block the sound.
I give up.
Hang another mirror.
In this one I'm cruel and cold
on the exterior.
How many reflections
will I become?
Which one is real?
Where have I gone?
Life ItselfThe only time I smiled todayLife Itself1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Was when I thought of dying
And how good I am at lying
Each and every single day.
I've got a box of painkillers
They sleep right by my bed
For when all I see is red,
They'll numb it into darkest white.
I've tried talking to people,
But I can't word what I want to say
And maybe I like living this way,
Knowing that I'll die soon.
I know I'm self-destructive
My crosshatch skin screams it
But inside there's a little bit
That still aches to be saved.
I've tried before and I'll try again
To put my worthlessness away
But fate forced me to stay;
Death's a bitch like that.
Life makes me want to die
Yet it won't let me leave
Or grant me a reprieve
From that which it's made me hate;
Chained and ShamedNobody gets it.Chained and Shamed1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t want saving,
I don’t want ”friends”;
I just want all ends
To be met in red.
I hate how plain my skin is,
How it should be painted;
I’m the addiction’s harlot,
I do as it must dictate
And when it tells me to seal my bloody fate;
I bloody well will.
I’m too full of blood,
I need to let some out.
But know this isn’t a shout
This is me coping
With how I’m hoping
Nobody’ll care when I go.
Cutting isn’t for attention;
It’s for a brief suspension
Of everything else.
It is mine and I’m its,
It doing as I want
And I its slave
Until there’s nothing left to save.
I don’t fear death
Half as much as I do breath.
Because I’d be lying
If I said dying
Wasn’t on my list of things to do today.
Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 6Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fast forward. About an hour and a half, if you will.
It was ending. Could it really be ending? I didn’t want it to. But at the same time, it was a perfect place for it to end. So many emotions were raging through me. Happiness. Wonder. Hope. Awe. Longing. Amazement. And there were still a few precious moments left in the movie. Still a few more words to be spoken.
“My name is Jack Frost.”
My heart leapt a little. I fell a little deeper in love with the movie. Gotta adore movies that do full loops, referencing the beginning in some way. And the way these final lines were written really amplified the change—for the better—that had happened for my all-time favorite character. I clung to the arms of my seat, feeling a small smile creep onto my face.
“And I’m a Guardian. How do I know that? Because the moon told me so.”
A feeling of congratulations to him. My eyes were glued to the screen even more than they had been throughout th
Decisions, Decisions [Chekov x Reader] You stilled, frozen in shock at being ranted to by an angry stranger, but when your eyes opened to a fuzzy purple light and wrinkled fabric it occurred to you that you were nestled under the covers, completely hidden away. Two heavily-accented voices bickered about the stolen scotch, and you tried very hard to breathe as quietly as possible.Decisions, Decisions [Chekov x Reader]1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Okey, okey, I understand. Could you plees leave now, Meester Scott?”
“Why the bloody hell would I do tha’? S’my room, too!”
“Just please! Fiwe meenutes!”
“I feckin’ swear, Chekov,” she Scottish voice sighed, fading. The door closed and the covers flew back, allowing you cool, fresh air. You sat up, quickly pulling the sheets up over your bare chest, and looked upon the gently smili
NaPoWriMo: Day 7Watch out.NaPoWriMo: Day 71 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She’s a devil,
Glad for her spine,
& her teeth,
even God hands fear her.
For she has arched her back
for a flower-woman
with sin dripping
from her fingers
-who taught her
how to laugh
like the stars.
Jack Frost X Reader Part ThreeJack Frost X Reader Part TwoJack Frost X Reader Part Three2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Story by lilacgiraffe
You guys know the drill; read the discription. There’s important stuff for you guys there! Including prizes!
“How about I just turn around?”
His words rattle in your head and you blush.
“Well, um-” you spun around to face him, shivering at how suddenly he moved closer. You could feel the cold coming off of him. Suddenly, the words you had thought out were gone. Your arms hung limply at your sides as the good looking boy stepped even closer, the tight sweater you gave him allowing you to see his light muscles ripple softly. He smirked and wrapped his arms around you, speaking into your hair.
“I can leave but I just thought,” he toyed with the ends of your (h/c) hair, “you might need my help.”
Again, you shiver as his frosted breath glides through the air and onto your skin. Your (e/c) eyes widen and you twist away. When you get out of his grip, you begin backing up
Bipolar DisorderShut up.Bipolar Disorder2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don’t. Say. A n y t h i n g .
“Are you okay?”
P an i c .
Close the window.
Open it again.
“What’s wrong with you?”
I’m losing control.
I am Bipolar Disorder.
… “I don’t know.”
NaPoWriMo: Day 6It’s hard enoughNaPoWriMo: Day 61 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to love her skin on good days,
to wide eyed strangers
as if to fill the emptiness
in her own gut;
she lives on a diet of sad stories &
you must shed your own skin
to save it.]
ArmageddonSilence burns beneath the soul of young abandoned onesArmageddon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, the things the demons do, for now it has begun
Hush the children, quiet down, the best is yet to come
Now, the darkest shadows do shine brighter than the sun.
Watch the young kindhearted ones be thrown into the wild
See a man, so furious, as he does beat his child.
These, oh yes, these are the days, the very last of them
Tears in children's eyes do sparkle brighter than a gem.
Tribulations, trials, pain, and all that we can stand
Suddenly, through crystal skies, there's God's almighty hand
Silence burned beneath the soul of young abandoned ones...
Oh, the things that God will do, for now it has begun...
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
Venting in RedNow that I have the meansVenting in Red1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know I could do it.
Because right now
I don't want to pull through it.
I don't have many friends,
And all things have ends.
A bloody blade will be mine,
Slicing me open one final time.
I only ever take,
I'll take my life
For everyone's sake;
My one selfless act.
I want to see silver,
Splattered with red.
I want to cease breathing;
I just want to be dead.
A Really Weird Shizuo x Reader Story 2PLEASE READ !!ATTENTION!! PLEASE READA Really Weird Shizuo x Reader Story 21 year ago in Romance More Like This
What you are about to read have some things related to boy on boy content (gay couples). Please leave this page immediately if you do not wish to read things that may offend you.
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"So..." Walker and Erika said in unison. "You really are (Name)." It took about ten minutes to convince them I was actually myself. They were in my apartment now, examining practically every inch of me.
"This would make a good novel," Walker said. "A girl, in love with a strong man, the next morning she is turned into a man! How will she convince the man she loves to fall in love with her, even if she has a body of a man?!"
I rolled my eyes. "Erika, did you have to tell him about my feelings for Shizuo?"
Erika nodded with a smirk. "If you two ever have sex while you're a man, (Name), make su
The Green ScarThe Green Scar2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Green Scar
My Friend, My Love
I've known you for many years.
In short, I've known you for a long time.
When I needed a friend...
When I needed someone to love me, to accept me for everything that I am without judgement...
When I needed someone to save me, to protect me from harm...
You were always there for me.
Both of you were.
It had been months since we last met.
I went out to find you, searching the entire globe.
Then I discovered what happened to you.
Dr. Stephen Strange.
A group of heroes otherwise known as the Illuminati.
After I found out what they've done to you, I wanted to kill them all.
They took from me my closest friend.
They took away the only man I ever really loved and cared about.
I wished I could've stopped them.
I would've done anything to save you.
Shades of Green- Chapter 13Shades of Green- Chapter 133 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green
Chapter Thirteen- Conquest of The Leader
Part Four- Crimson and Clover
The Leader's Helicarrier
The Helicarrier itself shook with the fury of the battle pitting Hulk and Shego against the Hulked-Out Avengers and the Hulked-Out Masters of Evil! It was literally a clash of titans, and the fate of the world rested on Hulk and Shego's shoulder, for they were the only ones that could stand a chance of defeating The Leader now! Still, in order for either of them to reach The Leader, they were both going to have to deal with the Hulked-Out Avengers and the Hulked-Out Masters of Evil, for there was no way of getting past them.
Hulk was dealing with Hulked-Out Thor, Executioner, Wonder Man, Ant-Man, Crimson Dynamo, and Iron Man; Shego was busy with Hulked-Out Enchantress and Wasp, though she was having an easier time besting them in combat than Hulk was with the rest of the Hulked-Out Avengers and Masters of Evil. Shego had to admit, there was a part of her that
No Milk on Sunday“Damn it.” I groan as I pour the last splash of milk into my cereal bowl. I shake the carton, as if some stockade were still lodged inside. When that doesn’t work, I stare at the cereal, as if the preexisting milk will duplicate in the bowl. It’s not like stranger things haven’t happened to me.No Milk on Sunday1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
After I grasp the reality that the milk is well and truly gone, I cross out the breakfast entry on the third page of my food diary, write “bran flakes with milk” in the lunch column, and get dressed. I don’t look in the full length mirror in my room before grabbing my wallet to start on my reluctant venture.
As soon as I step onto the stoop, I begin to cough.
“Hey there, honey,” my landlady says, waving with the hand not holding the cigarette, then raises an eyebrow. “Where are you going, isn’t it your day off?”
I think about telling her that I do have a social life outside of work, or some lie about meeting a friend.
CagedI am the bird,Caged1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
trapped in your cage.
I cower inside,
terrified by your rage.
Please let me out.
I need to take flight.
The wind in my feathers,
smiling in the light,
but you won't let me out.
You laugh at my cry,
if you will not free me,
please let me die.
I cannot go on this way,
drowning in fear,
day after day,
year after year,
but you don't have the mercy,
don't have the grace.
You laugh as I scream,
a smile on your face.
Fine, be that way,
cruel and cold,
but I'm sick of playing,
your games gotten old.
I scratch at your hand.
Free! I fly straight ahead.
A window unopen,
thump! Your bird is dead.
You cry out,
but you can't hurt me.
Your birdy has just flown,
and is finally free.
ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear . Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, while he watched his son standing guard by the fire. Boy has grown strong, stronger than the old wives of the village have foreseen. However, that was not surprising. Hurron never looked kindly on the self-proclaimed prophets. Fate is what one makes of it, and his
The Big Four In Hogwarts Chapter 4.The Big Four In Hogwarts Chapter 4.1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Big Four In Hogwarts
Chapter 4. The Collages "The Houses"
THE STORY IS IN DESCRIPTION BECAUSE I USE ICONS.
America x Reader: AfraidHe was wearing a Superman outfit.America x Reader: Afraid2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You pursed your lips as you stared at him, realizing he had gotten it from the little boy's section in the largest size he could, and he must have gotten Arthur to fix it so it could fit. He has done this every year since he was a little kid; each year, he was a different superhero, and there were so many heroes, he was set for life. Last year's had been Captain America, and he certainly got many girls fangirling over him and stalking him the entire time.
But this one was so tight.
Your face was bright red, and you quickly raised your eyes from his special area, and whispered, "Um your tights are a little too tight, Al."
Alfred F. Jones stopped grinning and looked down, noticing this was the truth. "Waah! But Arthur he! HE LIED TO ME!"
You tucked your hair behind your ear and shook your head, holding in your laughter as you grabbed his arm. "Let's go, Superman. We have an hour's drive to Prussia's place for the party, an