ATLA - Ocean TribeOcean Tribes - A Fan-Created Culture in the Avatar:Last Airbender WorldATLA - Ocean Tribe9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
To look at the "official" maps of the Avatar's world, one would think that the fastest way from Ba Sing Se to the Capitol of the Fire Nation would be to sail East. In truth, a vast ocean stretches between the two, dotted with small islands. Few larger than Tasmania, the largest, Loh'Kia, is half the size of New Zealand. These islands, the reefs surrounding them, and the vast ocean are home to the Ocean Tribes.
The Great Ocean is highly heterogeneous. Some regions are over deep abyssal trenches. Others are shallow seas with treacherous reefs like the Carribean. This makes navigating the Great Ocean extremely hazardous to those unfamiliar with it. These natural defenses have kept the Ocean Tribes safe from outside invasion for centuries.
The Ocean Tribes have kept fairly isolated from the rest of the world. In the far past, conflicts with both the Fire Nation and the E
Furry TransformationFurry TransformationFurry Transformation5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello there, my name is Daniel. Today was just a normal day. I woke up at 5:00 to the sound of music from my alarm. I wasn't fully awake, so I subconsciously put on clothes and went downstairs. I walked to the cupboard and got out the Cinnamon Toast Crunch and a bowl. I walked over, set those on the table and got the milk and spoons out. I ate rather quickly and put the dishes in the sink. My dad came down the stairs in just his robe. The time is about 5:45. My mom follows shortly fully dressed for work. We go about our usual business and I hop in my car and leave at 6:40 to get to school, which is only 30 minutes away.
I arrived at school before my first period so I decided to open my laptop and check my websites for wolf and fox anthropomorphic art work and to check for updates and comments. My high school classes are A and B day schedules, with A days having 4 classes and B days having 3 classes. Today was an A day so my first period was English. (I'm not that g
Rapture-A Furry Lesbian Story (now a comic)Rapture-A Furry Lesbian Story (now a comic)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The vast rolling heat of summer was finally coming to an end. A bell chimed not far from where a darkly colored wolf kicked up dirt. She sighed heavily as her leather jacket creaked. Tugging her pack back onto her shoulder she half trotted toward the massive brick building that loomed just up the road. Her long lanky legs not just made her tall, it also helped her close the distance quickly. Her slate blue eyes darted as drying leaves rustled around her.
As the minutes ticked by all the freshmen settled themselves into their first classes of college. The final bell rang and the wolf's black ear's swivel. She quickly ducked into a nearby classroom. Her height made it impossible for her to hide. She nodded her head toward her new classmates and received a few hello's in return as well as a few snickers. Shifting her way through the room she found an empty desk in the back. As far away from the front row as she could be.
Within moments a bored silver paw rummaged through her bag. One ear
JabberwockyJabberwockyJabberwocky2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Summary: The Tulgey Wood...home of the most dangerous creatures known to man. But none could hold the candle to the king, the Jabberwock. What would happen if a foolish soul wanders into its domain?
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
- Lewis Carroll, Jabberwocky
Ever since he was just small, his father always told him about the tales of the fearsome Tulgey Wood, where the slithy badger lizard-like toves hid among the gnarling tree roots and mome raths aimlessly wander about as the wingless borogroves walk through the forest floor as if they were mimsy old men with a weak cane to support them.
Even the tales about the three great beasts that ruled the forest...
The Jub Jub Bird, silly as its name was, is no push over by contrast. In fact, it was the reason why Gobber had to sport a hook hand and a peg leg as prosthetics. It was amazing that a hefty man like
The Blame Game. The Blame GameThe Blame Game.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How about we play a game.
So we will know who is to blame.
We'll spin the dice and take a turn.
And hurt each other until it burns.
I can't believe what you have done.
Filled us with lies of Kingdom come.
You preached of a God oh so great.
Yet now it seems we are of different fates
There will be no hypocrites beyond His door.
Nor salvation for the wicked to their core.
No place for the deceitful with silver tongues
or those who have been lost since they were young.
For you who cant stand to see your mother.
Have only become a dreadful bother.
Spewing your hate from here to there.
You will one day face a life so bare.
You speak of a Kingdom and Father's love,
Yet when faced a problem; were the first to shove.
A coward hiding behind twisted lies.
Then questioned why we broke all ties.
Don't get me started on your transgressions.
Your problems you caused with pure aggression.
You fought, and screamed, and manipulated.
Your husbands left beaten and berated
Out of the Tulgey Wood chapter 2Out of the Tulgey Wood chapter 2Out of the Tulgey Wood chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Six hours ago, Tumtum Tree - the Heart of the Tulgey Wood…
Hiccup lost all will to fight as he allowed the man that claimed to be the Jabberwock kiss him. This is not what he expected his first kiss would be like. He always fantasizes his first kiss with Astrid, though she would rather have a mugful of her own mixture of yaknog that she made last year than spend time with him. Plus, he didn't expect himself being fancied by a man and vice versa. Who is also a legendary dragon…but that fact doesn’t…bother him much…right now…
Oh, head…is getting fuzzy.
Toothless held the waif-like boy close as he had his way with the boy's lips. He held the lip lock for a while until after five minutes let go to catch his breath. The dragon was quite pleased as he watched Hiccup pant from the long kiss. Seeing his cheeks red was quite an arousing sight.
Perhaps it was the Gods&
The Essence that is LarxeneThe Essence that is Larxene4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lets get something straight.
I'm not your little housewife.
Piss me off?
I'll fucking kill you.
I must say I like having you wrapped around my finger, though.
Not that I...like you or anything.
No way in hell!
Don't make me repeat myself.
Hey, they don't call me "savage" for nothing.
I'm super angry.
Call me a bitch, what's that gonna do?!
I'll still kick the living shit out of you.
Don't walk away from me, ever!
o-or I'll have to stab you in the throat!
AspireAspire3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ground of celestial perfection is infinity away from the tallest tower.
HTTYD - They'll understand part 2- Toothless! Toothless, where are you? - Hiccup was calling to his friend, but recieved no responce. He was now holding an amber in his hand, the very same amber Snotlout won at the fair.HTTYD - They'll understand part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Remember I mentioned it at the beginning of my story? It's a rather beautiful gem, about the size of Ruffnut's palm, with a faint image of a dragon embedded inside. The dragon had all the typical features: two horns on its head, huge bat-like wings, four paws with sharp claws, in other words - all what you usually imagine when you hear a word "dragon".
And do you know why only Hiccup believes Fishlegs about it being the Dragon Jewel? It's because of an accident in which the brown-head discovered this gem worked as a two-way translater: whenevr he was holding it in his hand, he could understand every single word the huge winged reptiles said, and vice versa. Though he never told anyone about it: probably he didn't want to sound crazy.
But let's get back to the subject.
Hiccup, after a few minutes of wa
PART 7: I SURVIVEDPART 7: I SURVIVED3 years ago in Settings More Like This
I stared at my charred house. I looked at the firefighter who knelt down next to me, rubbing my shoulder. His eyes were sincere, sadness coating ever fiber in his body. He must've seen this everyday, a fire, loss of life within, or someone gone missing, yet his sadness was sincere, kind, gentle, no façade within his stare. He rubbed my shoulder and gave me a hug. I started crying instantly, wrapping my arms around his frame, feeling safe, even a little bit.
"I'm sorry." I heard his voice say, echoing within my head. I didn't know what to do. I was sobbing, the feeling of loss finally filling my core. My brother was gone, who barely began to live, and now my mother was gone. I had no one, the rest of my family was scattered across the country. I didn't look up from the fireman, I kept hugging him, not looking up to see the charred remains of what I once called home. The fireman didn't let go of me, hugging me still, and once more muttered his sorry's, and that he wis
Karkat and Reader-Life is not a game Pt 2Karkat and Reader-Life is not a game Pt 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Karkat and Reader
“Mum! Dad!” You turned around to see two large and one tiny human. The smaller one was staring at you with wide eyes. “What are you?” She said, her voice filled with awe. “Mum. Dad. This is Karkat Vantas. He’s injured and needs to stay hidden. Can he please stay here?” _____ put on the most innocent, begging face she could. You tried not to laugh and instead put your own pathetic face on. The female had swung in your favour, but the male still looked stoic. His expression definitely showed that you would have to do better. You stood, facing him. “SIR, I PROMISE THAT I WILL LEAVE IF I DO ANYTHING THAT MAKES YOU UNHAPPY.” You had to focus to make sure there were no swears in the sentence. He raised his eyebrow at you. “Really?” You locked eyes with him. “I SWEAR ON MY PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A LIFE.” Suddenly, he roughly patted you on the back. “Now that’s an oath
Overprotective (Drabble)You don’t like this idea one bit.Overprotective (Drabble)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting across from John isn’t the thing that makes you nervous- it’s the bright fucking fire in between you two that he says is “mandatory for any camping experience.” You don’t like how close he is to the flames, or how bravely he flips the firewood in the pit with his bare hands. As his matesprit, every instinct in your body is telling you to keep him away from anything dangerous, but as his “boyfriend”, you’re obligated to just sit and watch.
John suggested this trip ages ago. He wanted to take you ‘camping’, since he thought it was the ‘manly’ thing to do. The two of you hadn’t even been at the camp site for ten minutes before John busted up his thumb trying to pitch the tent.
“I might be wrong, but I think you’re supposed to hit the goddamn wooden stakes poking up from Earth’s shitty soil with the hammer, not your fucking fingers.”
HTTYD - Please don't go...HTTYD - Please don't go...3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Let go of him! Let go of him!!”
The situation got worse than Hiccup expected. Much worse. His only plan of escape shattered into pieces when they were caught defenseless on a cliff in the middle of the forest.
The weather and the surroundings didn’t help much either. No chances of flying away because guards cut the ropes on Toothless’s saddle while our heroes were still imprisoned. Jumping down the rocky cliff wasn’t a good idea as well: falling from a height of 10 feet will end up, if you’re lucky, in having severe traumas. And strong winds along with the snowfall stopped Hiccup from seeing clearly who was where.
The 19-year-old Viking was doing his best to get to his dragon friend, but it was all in vain. Two men were holding him in place while others attempted to carry the caged Night Fury back into their town.
“Get ‘em back to the prison!” - one of them shouted. - “And make sure they won’t escape again!”
TransgenderTransgender I always thought strange.Transgender2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is in a pronoun change?
Don't understand what gender means.
Just a label it would seem.
Sealing yourself in a different box,
Boarded up, covered in locks.
Why can't we just break free?
Won't anyone join in with me?
No longer define by a gender.
No meaning behind him or her.
These labels won't get you far.
Everyone should be who they are.
Star Wars: Mel'Anctha OmoroseStar Wars: Mel'Anctha Omorose5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Our time has come. For three hundred years, we prepared. We grew stronger while you rested in your cradle of power, believing your people were safe and protected. You were trusted to lead the Republic but you were deceived, as our powers of the dark side have blinded you. You assumed no force could challenge you and now finally, we have returned. You were deceived. And now your Republic shall fall."
"Following the Jedi Civil War, three-hundred years ago, the Council took it upon themselves to see that all remaining traces of the Sith were properly dealt with. Times were dire. The Republic was war torn and had undergone dramatic changes. The death toll, was catastrophic. Many Jedi aided in rebuilding and seeing to those that were in need. As such, not many JedI could be spared to ensure that the Sith did not r
HTTYD - They'll understand part 3Toothless shook his head a bit, and his biography continued.HTTYD - They'll understand part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Later that day, as soon as the last Night Fury drifted into the world of dreams, I tiptoed my way out as quietly as I could. Then I unfolded my wings and with a "Farewell, everyone" thought started rising into the night sky. I didn't really know nor care where I flew, the only thing I wanted was to get away, as far away as possible. I guess my mind went a little black at that point, 'cause the next thing I knew was that I woke up in an unfamiliar place, my whole body aching like never before. At first it was like a dream came true: after my legs stopped aching I caught my own breakfast in a lake, had a rest and explored a little. But when a seashore came to my view, my dream turned into a nightmare. I finally realised I had no idea about how I appeared here and how I was supposed to go back: there was nothing but sea around, and I couldn't fly to my island because I didn't know where it was; none of the Night Furies actuall
HTTYD - They'll understand part 1They had been flying for the whole morning, and it was already afternoon, but there wasn't a sign of land in miles. Only the endless sea and the sky, as calm and sunny as ever, surrounded them. Sweet little breeze was messing with their hair.HTTYD - They'll understand part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
- Are we there yet? - Snotlout asked, irritated. This flight was starting to tire him out. And Hookfang's rumbling stomack indicated no one's eaten anything since breakfast.
- I believe it's just a few miles away, - Fishlegs answered quite anxiously, as if he was starting to doubt it.
- It looks like we'll just never find this island.
- Stop acting like a child, Snotlout! - Astrid shouted angrily to him. - You've been complaining for nearly half of our flight! I'm pretty tired myself, but at least I don't say it aloud every five minutes.
- Yeah, and if that island didn't really exist, - Hiccup took a map of the surrounding area out of his bag, - it wouldn't be shown on maps at all.
The island our gang of six 19-year-olds was talking about is calle
Full of Color and HappinessThe world seems like an illusion does it not?Full of Color and Happiness2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Of course, that is only the mind of a young person, as myself.
Adults and older people in general tend to see the world for what it is.
Harsh, cruel, and full of hatred.
Is the world really like that?
Or is that just the way adults and older people see it?
I am a young person and the way I see the world is that it is colorful full of life.
It's never plain or boring.
Maybe it is just my imagination, but I see some things adults can not see.
I can see the world coming to life, paintings talking, sculptures walking, and toys laughing and playing together.
The horrible thing is that when I try to tell someone older than myself, they seem to ignore me.
"The world is just bitter and plain, Ib," They tell me. "The world will just screw you over if you do not take care of yourself and grow up."
You know, people only see the world as a place of disaster.
When the world seems to come undone and when things just do not go one's way, all of the order
World War IIIHave you looked out your window today?World War III4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Yes the sun does shine but the warmth is dying
The grass and trees is dying and it rains ashes today
Can you hear the birds chirping today?
You can't hear them?
That's because all the birds are really dead
The blue sky is blue but it's clouded by ash
It really happened today
It wasn't the Russians that we feared before
It wasn't the former Soviet Union
It happened with a country known as Iran
It all happened when the blockades came in
It all happened when the US lost a drone
It all happend when Iran started building something new
Iran started building nuclear power plants
Iran started researching nuclear bombs
It all happened so fast
It all happened and it had to come
It's like judgement day
The storm came in and houses were destroyed
Iran came in like a hurricane but the US came in like a tsumami
Lives were lost and houses were destroyed
We didn't want to believe this was happening
Can you hear the bells ringing?
The explosions a
Karkat and Reader-Life is not a game Pt 1Karkat and Reader-Life is not a game Pt 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Karkat and Reader
It was the winter holidays and you were very disappointed. If it was winter there should be snow, but instead it was pouring down outside and you could hear thunder echoing through the clouds. You sighed and logged on to reddit. After giggling at a few omegle posts, you heard a knock on the door. Your parents had taken your sister out to see a movie, but you didn’t go. You didn’t really want people to see you going to the the smurfs movie. You glanced at your computer clock frowning. It was way too early for them to be back. You were home alone so you felt a bit paranoid. Was it a thief? A murderer?? You grabbed a cricket bat and walked to the door. You flung the door open, screaming “Whoareyouwhatdoyouwant?!” “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” A boy pushed past you into the house. You shut the door before any heat escaped the house. Then you realised. A stranger was in your house. With you. Alone. You tried not to freak the
From Your Fingertips (You Let It Go)She dreams of frost at night. It seeps from her skin, spreading out to daintily touch the floor, the windows, the wall, the ceiling, completely encircling her in the room, until its been wound so tight she can’t even hear anything aside from her own breathing, just in and out, in and out. An odd comfort, to say the least, but she can’t help but find that in that confinement of her own making - such a blatant, unchangeable prison of her subconscious - she’s never felt more free.From Your Fingertips (You Let It Go)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(it spreads out with a single touch, spreading and flowing, crystallizing, a cover, a thin yet absolute cover with a presence soft as air itself, gently sinking into the surface itself with such security one couldn’t even doubt its importance to be there)
She dreams of snow at night. Falling and littering the ground in a slow cadence, landing on her tongue, face, gloveless hands, settling over her like a hood, numbing her ears so that all she can hears is her own heartbeat, steadil
Poetry is AlivePoetry is just words on paper one may sayPoetry is Alive3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Poetry is like rap but without the beat
So many things that people say about poetry
But what if I said something different
What if I said that poetry is more than what people say?
What if I said that it's more than the stuff of life?
What if I said that a poet is inside the words of poetry?
What will happen to me if I said that?
Every poem that I made
I always made a mistake
Yet again I was told to fix it
But I never did
I came to realize something unique
Even though I say that a poem that I wrote may suck
I came to realize that why should a poem be perfect?
A person is not perfect, so why not a poem
Every poem that I wrote in the past
From my start to my present
I wrote it all with my emotions and with my thoughts
Now I realize that they are alive
Alive... I can hear every heart beat that it has to offer
My heartbeat can be heard in those poems
My voice are telling the people who I really am
Poetry is more than just words and more than just ab