SotalapsiSotalapsi2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It was cold, and it was dark."
Snow fell around the lone warrior, clinging to his blood-red cloak. The snow storm had covered most of the remnants of the battle that had taken place the day before. Mustajää walked silently around the broken and already forgotten battlefield. Scarlet banners swaying from side to side in the wind.
The red soldier stopped and looked up at the full moon, he thought back to the raging battle that he had fought, it was not his first, and will most likely not be his last. And that hurt him. In his heart he felt that it wasn't right... he just knew it.
The wind whistled in his ears loudly, and yet he heard something else. It was quiet and barely audible in the screeching snowstorm. He continued walking around the icy battlefield, dismissing the sound as just his imagination. But it was getting louder, he turned his head to the sound and went in its direction. He was starting to recognize it... Crying. The closer he got to the sourc
Opinions, peopleOkay. I just soooooo wanted to write about this, 'coz I'm starting to get pissed off and ticked about these things and I hope no one gets hurt by this or anything and sorry for the baaad english. Now I'll star;Opinions, people6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Has anyone heard about a thing called opinion?
It's a thing which everyone of us have and it's always different in someway.
I just hate so much how now days people forgets it and starts a wordwar with others just because someone likes the thing the other might hate.
For example Twilight.
I don't hate it but I'm not a fan either. I like to read the books, they're just like any other to me. But the "war" that has come from it... it's ridicilous! I mean come on, it's a fiction story, a book, for Heaven's sake! You can't say to the fans that "they're wrong, when will they see that we're right and the Twilight sucks!" and the fans can't scream "you suck, 'coz you don't like it!". Really, that's plain childlish. No one, absolutely no one is right in opinion things. If someone a
WarOur minds are not safe from the claws of self-loathing and despair.War2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our minds are a festering pool of hatred and depravity, dragging us forth to meet the darkest of demons only to torment us.
Our thoughts are not our own, they're never our own, in fact, they are the sickening mutant claws of societal pressures and sealed ideas placed in our minds the moment we breathe the tainted oxygen of a world that reads the communal dictionary, unquestionably created by others of these same ideals.
We are not in control of what is real and what is not, for at the very end of the storybook will be a twist, and life will inevitably be just a sick and horrible illusion.
Our minds are only magnifying glasses, zooming in and disproportioning all of our flaws.
It all may seem, from now until the end of our time...
We were meant to be at war with ourselves.
Anti-Suicide LetterI'm going to keep on living because despite the chaos in the world, there is love and hope in the world. There is love and hope in myself. I've discovered my gifts, my special talents and I will use them to change the world for the better. My family has instilled in me lessons that are highly valuable and should not be wasted in Death. I could be living in the very dark times of the past but I'm here. I could be homeless and robbed of my senses but I'm not. I could have a careless family but I don't. The Divine has given me the gift of life and choice and I will respect, honor, and cherish those gifts.Anti-Suicide Letter9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
No AtlantisBeneath the mossy bones of the ocean deepNo Atlantis5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Great spires of stone stretch their fingers high
While weaving angels wrap each rocky keep
And strands of strangling seaweed scratch the sky.
Descending deeper in the waiting dark,
Where sea-bound corpses hold a hollowed hall
And gnashing teeth trace their bloody mark,
The rotting planks of piracy that fall.
What mortal man whose breath could sway this land?
What lung could draw in words to speak its part?
The cruel soul of the sea won't spare his hand
To those who've earned his wrath with silent start.
Can souls find sleep in such a strangled thrall,
Where the waves find rest and stop their ceaseless crawl?
Where the waves find rest and stop their ceaseless crawl,
Raking salty claws in sandy shores,
A vain and panicked grasp before they fall;
The home of homespun hypocrites and whores.
The moon reflects in heartless pantomime
A silver orb of glowing innocence
That mocks them as they're punished
The Bond of Two - last partThe Bond of Two - last part5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Letting out another growl, Toothless leaped with all his force from where he stood as a great flamethrower struck him at his feet. Dashing in between trees, he realized that trying to stay close to where Hiccup was became useless as the Timberjack kept firing one scorching flamethrower after another, not giving him a single chance to stop for air or counter her attacks with his own lightning ball. Following his movements, several trees were cut down by the intimidating Timberjack wings and smaller rocks crushed beneath her feet as she chased Toothless around in great circles. Not even hiding behind bushes or anything that could serve as a cover stopped her from firing blindly around her, making Toothless worried that if he kept running around, dodging the attacks like this close to where Hiccup was, one of the flamethrowers might end up striking him, intentionally or not. Toothless just wished he would wake up, so that he had least could get away while he averted her attention. But no
HTTYD - They'll understand part 3Toothless shook his head a bit, and his biography continued.HTTYD - They'll understand part 33 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
Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.18Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.182 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rated: T (for teens due to strong language)
You have been warned...
Read of your own free will...
"He's in the hospital?" I tried to sit up.
His grip tightened as his blue eyes drooped at my reaction.
"Yes" his voice shaky.
"How- How'd he get into th-" I froze looking at him, "Ryan, you didn't-"
He lied his head back down onto my chest with a heavy sigh. That gave me my answer.
"Wha- why?" I asked in a whisper.
"I didn't-" he stopped himself, "He..."
He sunk a little. I tried to be as calm about this as much as I could.
"Hey." I stroked his hair again, "You can tell me... I won't be mad."
"It was in self defense anyway." he said.
I tensed up, trying to listen but immediately thought of what (ex's name) could have done.
"I was in town... wasn't in the happiest mood. The livestream was almost a
Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.16Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.162 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Read of your own free will.
Rated: T (for teens, due to strong language throughout the chapter. You have been warned...)
"Nice to see you too (little sister's name)" I coughed.
"Hey" my older brother greeted indifferently.
I gently pushed her off of me and sat up.
"Hey (older brother's name). What are you guys doing here?" I got up.
"What's wrong with randomly coming to visit my sis?" he asked.
"Everything, considering you live in (hometown/state)." I snapped.
Why is he doing this to me?
"Mom was kind of concerned about you." he looked passed me.
I followed his gaze back to see him staring at Ryan.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." I could hear sarcasm in his voice.
Ryan was sitting on the couch and gave a nervous wave, "Hello"
I hid my face in my hand and shook my head, only to take a deep breath, "N-n
HTTYD: Crash Landing_SPOILERSIt really seemed that as one problem ended, another came to replace it. Only the new problem was at least ten times worse than the first. At least, that was what was going through my mind as I closed the large oaken door behind me as Astrid and I entered my home in the village of Berk. Sounds pretty negative right? Well there are not many people who have gone through what I've been forced to endure the past few days.HTTYD: Crash Landing_SPOILERS5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, naturally, I felt a small tremor of anxiety rush up my spine as my father stared us both down, and something told me that by the look in his eye something was up. I opened my mouth to speak, but Astrid began before the words could leave my mouth, "...So, is there something up?"
Dad blinked, and hesitated for a moment as Astrid smiled. Apparently she had hit the nail squarely on the head. Something was up. Dad coughed, speaking as he grabbed a scroll from the table behind him and spread it onto the one in front of us, "Err, yes There is something up. Some
You Aren't AloneThere is something they will never know, never see.You Aren't Alone6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They will never come to understand, to accept.
They only see our flaws, our mistakes.
They will only know what they've been taught, been told.
Are you okay with that?
Are you able to look past that?
Because you are not alone with this.
There are others out there.
And they are the ones that really matter.
We will be there to help, to heal.
So don't give up, never give up.
Remember you are not alone
RepetitionThe silence was imperfect. Each rustle of Lulu's skirt and clatter of her heel on the dark gray tile caused a noise, a disturbance of its own. The echoes expanded the noise tenfold by sending shockwaves across the dark corridor. Her breath, the most innocent sound, joined in with this chorus, as if it was pulsating around her. She felt the hairs stand up on the back of her neck, but refused the childish urge to clutch her Moogle doll closer to her. Although fallen, she was still a guardian, and that was worth being prideful of, even within the prison of Via Purifico.Repetition5 years ago in Romance More Like This
A shadow from her hanging black hair was cast across her face as she passed by a dim wall lamp. She wrinkled her nose in distaste at the light, and looked away, despite the fact that she could not see into the darkness. Lulu had heard of this place at a young age, and as a result, it had been part of her nightmares. But now that she was imprisoned, she was not going to run from it. She was going to find her summoner, and a
a vision of oceanic waryour flesh is godlike --a vision of oceanic war5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
something that didnt have to be said to be
i have not learned to live before you
i have not learned the meaning of dawn before
gazing into those eyes.
i have not learned to surf waves before
speaking to you in the softest of murmurs
like a foolish mortal trying to communicate
with the dying or the dead or still deer in the bared forest,
saying stupid things like "hi,"
as if the creature hadn't seen her coming
from yards away
or as if the blundering of
her feet had been completely
prior to their
the air around us feels thick and it chokes me
my eyes are closed now but i see
my veins stitched criss-cross on the skin of my
eyelids and the sun hits them and turns them a bright lavender-blue
and i am only reminded of you,
the smell of crushed violets returns and i curl
my fingers around each and every one of yours
because i can
not stand the thought of any of them being unloved.
and all i do is feel *
Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.17Forget Me Not,For Exs Still Love: CryxReader_Ch.172 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rated: T (for teens due to strong language)
You have been warned...
Read of your own free will...
"Swing, swing!" (little sister's name) yelled.
She held onto our hands and hung on, trying to swing.
"You're not doing it right." she complained. She tried again.
"______!" she whined.
I didn't respond. busy loathing the future hours of torture, dealing with Ryan's horrible console-gaming skills.
"Hey" he nudged me, "I know you're not happy due to your personal horror of gaming with your boyfriend," he said sarcastically, "but that doesn't mean you have to take it out on the kid."
I snapped out of my sorrow.
"Huh? Oh. Oh... I'm sorry." I gave a nervous laugh, "Just a little lost in thought."
He wasn't buying it, "Quit your pouting already. I swear, I'll increase the hours to eight."
"What, you can't
The Bond of Two - part twoToothless now found himself falling at high speed, 500 meters above the ocean floor, with an unconscious Hiccup straddled on his back. Toothless however, knew what he was doing. Spreading out his wings to their full length, he captured the wind and managed to slow down their speed somewhat. Shifting himself in the air, he made sure most of Hiccup's body laid firmly on his back, so he wouldn't end up slipping off. But now time was short.The Bond of Two - part two5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Toothless desperately scouted the area around him to see if there were any landing spots within reach. Even though he couldn't fly, he could still use the strong sea wind to glide on for at least a few minutes. Having trouble keeping his body in the correct position due to his injured tail, Toothless several times turned his head to check on Hiccup's position. Getting struck by powerful winds, Toothless growled loudly as he tried his best not letting it tip his body. Getting too occupied with keeping his balance and scouting for landing spots
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 8Crys Girl: Cry X Reader Part 8Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 82 years ago in Romance More Like This
Me and My Girlfriend Waste Time
You waited for an unbearable amount of time for the video to load up. You couldn't believe that Cry had a girlfriend. Well you could believe that he had a girlfriend because he was obviously awesome enough to have one but you couldn't believe that he would actually announce it to people. You decided to read the description before you watched the video.
So we have been together for a while now and I've got a good feeling about this. We recorded this a while back and I though why not post it. I think it’s pretty funny myself.
You scrolled back up to the video and hit play your eyes glued to the screen. You began to watch the video eager to see who this new mystery girl would be, whoever she was she pretty damn lucky.
The title screen for (Whatever game you chose to play in Part 5) came up and you were pretty happy since this was your fav
Those I hold dearThey say I’m mad. They say I’m insane. They say I’m a masochist. They say I’m cursed.Those I hold dear3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hah, sure. Whatever.
My name is Assrana, but friendly people call me Assa. Unfriendly people call me by those terms I already listed. Polite, huh? I didn’t think so either.
Anyway, I have something to tell you.
My story, in fact.
I was born in Seew, my mother’s tribe. However, my father belonged to Kookanee. It never bothered me much. My dad came to see us, me and my siblings, pretty often. I liked spending time with my dad. Even though he wasn’t with us that much, he was – is – a wonderful dad. And he seemed to like me a lot.
Others, however, didn’t.
You see, I’ve always been a bit… eccentric is the kindest word people have used of me, different being the other. The uglier… well, use your imagination. I pretty much gave you the hints already.
Anyways, I have always liked to keep things to myself. I haven’t had that
Kiss Me When You're Drunk: BrusnopDanny Worsnop had always been in love with the older boy. He didn't know what it was about the boy that made his heart beat faster; he just knew that as soon as the boy was even in the same room as he was his heart would come close to beating right out of his chest. Ever since Danny could remember, that boy had been driving him crazy. Danny knew the boy didn't feel the same; he was straight after all, but he was okay with it. Danny didn't really care if he got to hold the boy in his arms or not, he just wanted him to be happy. The boys' happiness was the most important thing in the world to Danny.Kiss Me When You're Drunk: Brusnop4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey Danny," Ben said with a bright smile as he walked up to Danny with a petite blonde girl clinging to his side.
There's that smile, Danny thought as a smile of his own creeped onto his face.
"Hi Ben," he said.
"Are you going to Adam's party tonight?"
"I didn't even know Adam was having a party."
"Really?" Ben asked looking appalled. "You should come!"
As much as Danny wanted to jump at the
Relationships are not part-time jobsRelationships are not part-time jobsRelationships are not part-time jobs1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in run down cafes
where you wear bad attitudes,
and knocks to your ego.
Relationships are careers
earned and worked for
that grow and support you,
and a reminder that you're worth something.
Your love gives back what you invest
and I am not a part-time lover
and refuse to accept a business partner
aspiring for anything less
Love is beautiful and not a dead-end job.
I broke a mirrorI broke a mirror today.I broke a mirror4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What it showed me horrified me, so it didn't deserve to live.
The mirror's image was terrible,
it was an ugly mirror, it lied.
It deserved to die.
I crushed it into a million beautiful,sparkling shiny peices with my clunky bare hands.
They carved into my already torn skin, spillling lovely rivulets of red onto the floor.
The mirror was beautiful now that my reflection was gone from it.
born from the beastshe has a hunger for handsborn from the beast3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and will mistake closed eyes for permission
her wings are horned, leathery and warm to the touch
and her breath is jagged -
i feel complete with her, for she is my fire,
her palms are shifting sands,
her *lips are quenching roots; i am entrenched in them
she possesses twin locked fists that only open for me.
i see starlight differently on the
nights that she stays up late.
*my heart feels peculiar.
No more sorrowI've had enough,No more sorrow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not going to put up with it any longer.
The pain and the tears over the course of these years,
I'm fed up.
From now on I'm going to live life differently,
free of inhibitions and most of all,
No more sorrow.
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 4Cry’s Girl: Cry x Reader Part 4Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sat in bed thinking over and over again about what you wanted. You knew that you liked Ryan and you thought that he was attractive. You also thought that he had a really great personality and he was really funny. You got along so well with him so well and it was like you had known him for years you were such great friend after such a small amount of time. Did you want to ruin that? Every other relationship that you’d had had never turned out well. You always parted on bad terms or things were just awkward between you so you didn't speak again. You didn't want that to happen to you and Ryan you enjoyed his friendship way too much to risk ruining it. But what if everything turned out great? You were such good friends and you had so much in common maybe things wouldst turn out badly. What if things went really well and you ended up really happy together?
You sat there for most of the night torturing yourself with what