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.
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
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
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
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
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
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 dear2 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: Brusnop3 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
Shepherd of Fire - Ch. 5.5~First half of fifth chapter ~Shepherd of Fire - Ch. 5.51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
All the lights in (Name)’s cell were off, the room was dark and quiet, the only sound being (Name)’s calm and even breathing. Her back and head resting against the cold wall, her knees pressed tight to her chest embraced by her arms. (Name) was in the same position for hours now, since she finally granted herself with much needed slumber. She fell asleep just minutes after Steve left her, the long talk making her so exhausted she was barely able to keep her eyes opened. It was one of the rare times when she wasn’t hunted by her nightmares. They followed her every night and there were days when she was afraid to even close her eyes because she knew what was coming. All those faces filled with angst, the screams of pain piercing through the very core of her being but most of all the blood, his blood on her hands and the knowledge that there’s nothing she could do
HTTYD - Please don't go...HTTYD - Please don't go...2 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!”
save my loveyou think you know me wellsave my love2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i have a thousand untold scars
you wouldn't think to look at them
do you pretend
they aren't there to
spare my feelings?
is that it?
you are the only good part of
and i want it to stay
you think i am brave and selfless?
i am the complete opposite
and i hide the moon in my breaths,
breathe in nicotine
by the window
when you sleep
and fan the fumes away
not that so you
won't wake up and chastise
me about a problem
i cannot break but because
i don't want your lungs hooked on
something so seemingly harmless,
and you are wrong if you
joining this dark side
will protect me
and i do have a god.
you cannot see him
because you do not believe in
heroine or medical marijuana
and furthermore you do not
believe in my strength
i am on my knees
but you kiss the top
of my head but not my eyelids like
you do with your mother and
i am led to the mirror and
told i am perfect but i feel
doubt flowing in your fingertips
when you stroke my hair and
Why I Love HerWhy I Love HerWhy I Love Her5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I awoke before her this morning
Sitting at the foot of the bed I watch
Her breathing is slow and calming
So angelic she is while in slumber
As I watch her I wonder what it is
What makes my soul cry out for her
Her touch is so warm and gentle
It sends tingles through my body
Raises goosebumps on my skin
And makes my muscles tighten
But that is not why I love her
Her sweet fragrance enchants me
It arouses a deep animal yearning
A hot passionate desire awakens
My hands tremble, my senses heighten
But this too is not why I love her
Her exotic body, her silken skin
They make my heart pound
Igniting a fire deep within me
A raging fire only she can quench
Again I admit this is not why I love her
Her smile and her dulcet voice
They sooth me and heal my heart
Make the sun shine on the darkest day
Though clouds have followed me for so long
Calming my soul and reviving me
But even this is not why I love her
As she wakes and sits up smiling at me
I realize what it is tha
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 6Crys Girl:Cry x Reader Part 6Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were sitting in your room with (your friend)you were really glad that s/he had become really good friends with Ryan and that your friends and Ryan’s friends got along well however you were really mad because you knew that they had been planning something and you didn't know what.
You had been dating Ryan for a month now and you had practically seen each other every day and things were going great. Everything was perfect, that is until Ryan started planning surprises for you.
"Please, please Just tell me" You wined for the tenth time that day. You hated surprises and the thought of you not knowing what was going on really freaked you out.
"Nope" (Your friend) said with a grin clearly enjoying seeing you like this. You had to admit if it were anyone else acting like this you would find it pretty funny too but when it was you it was just horrible.
"Oh c'mon just tell me one little detail about what is going
T3R3Z1 CONV1NC3 K4RKL3S TO M4K3OUTS▼: H3H3H3 H3333Y W4NN4 M4K3 OUT >:]T3R3Z1 CONV1NC3 K4RKL3S TO M4K3OUTS3 years ago in Humor More Like This
▲: T- TEREZI ?
▲: I'M ER... KIND OF BUSY...
▼: OHHH WH4T 4R3 YOU DO1NG
▼: HMM K4RKL3S >
▲: WHAT THE HELL ELSE WOULD I BE DOING, LEADING THIS SHIT- POOR TEAM TO NOWHERE.
▼: BLUH T4K3 4 BR34K! COM3 ON3 NUBB13 SLOPPY M4K3OUTS
▲: I- I DON'T KNOW... TEREZI.... I...
▲: *He huffs* WANNA GO TO YOUR HIVE ?
▼: H3H3 SUR3 TH4TS JUST F1N3 *Grinning*
▲: UHH... SO... SHOULD I JUST... START HEADING OVER THERE ... TEREZI ?
▼: HURRY UP 4ND G3T OV3R K4RKL3S 1LL B3 W41T1NG >:]
▲: ~ And so the nervous Karkat sets out for her hive, wondering why he was doing such a mindless thing... having himself many an adventure in the time-jump his role player is creatively requesting ...~
▼: *Terezi hung out by her window of her wonderful tree, sniffing at the air ever few moments to see if she could catch a hit of that candy red she loved*
▲: *He arrives at her door and knocks uneasily* UHH..
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 3Cry’s Girl: Cry x Reader Part 3Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
Over the last few days you and Ryan had talked a lot and you had both learnt a lot about each other like you know knew that you both shared the same favourite anime which was of course (Name of your favourite Anime) and that you were both really into video games especially (Your favourite Video Game) and on top of all of that you both liked (Your favourite activity in all of the world). He was great and he was fast becoming a very good friend to you. You would text him every day and occasionally you would call each other and you would talk for ages about anything you always had something to talk about and you never found yourself bored.
It was your day off today and other than trying to tidy your apartment for a good few hours the only other thing you had done today was talk to Ryan. You were discussing which Pokémon would win in a real life fight of course you were backing (Your favourite Pokémon
within dark heartscalesyou taught me how to rekindle drowned emberswithin dark heartscales2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
so buried within my bones i thought
i'd never have to
look upon their grey scales again.
every time i look into your earthen eyes,
my heart laughs, fluttering anxiously, tugging
at not its own heartstrings, but the strings to my
and i long to fall,
to never stop falling,
into the endless abyss that i automatically
labeled too kindly;
you don't know how i get
too trusting or foreign illusions.
it is another thing i have been
fooled into thinking is
good for me.
what is the cost of falling so fast?
the light is growing dimmer, but i
feel a fire settling itself on the horizon,
distant, throbbing, and too alive for me to
be certain that i should welcome it.
for so long, i've tried to
throw the briny waters over rusted, blue-turned-purple
apparently there is a force
willing this fire to stay alive for a
little while longer;
it has a story to deliver to
the iron chambers of what
used to be a dead thing.
Chanter's prizeHe was winning. After a whole hour, he was finaly winning.Chanter's prize3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Small sweat drops ran down on his pale skin and his breathing was heavy and fast, as the sunlight made the fighting a bit harder as he was wearing black clothes. It was a hot day, but it would never be too hot to fight against an asmodian. The elyos's hand squeezed the sword and he went through all the spells in his mind. His white wings hit the air and kept the man in the sky, but he was losing energy every second. He needed only a few spells more to finish that dark-winged asmodian, who already was losing his height and energy, and also blood. But the spells needed concentration and the chanter couldn't gather enough concentration to do the same spell again so fast after the other one, but he knew he was winning this fight.
Yet the asmodian wasn't going to give up. He was going to win this fight and kill that cursed chanter, who had tried to charm an asmodian girl, who had caught his eyes too - and that same girl was looking
The wall.The wall.4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I'm on this side of the wall.
Insecure of what to do.
Should I ask, or should I call?
Should I say the words 'I love you'?
You're on the other side.
Not aware of me at all.
But why is it, that it feels so right.
Like there isn't even is a wall.
.the oaks crouch to greet.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
me, i sit with the ferns and
the forest listens
The Awakening Ch.1 - Turning TidesThe cavern reverberated with the ominous clamor of lonely water drops. In the darkness, all was dead and silent. The ancient air that infested the earthen den hung stale and stagnant, untouched and lost for an age untold with only the rank stench of decaying years to fill a hollow existence. What lonely life that thrived in the forgotten stone world either crawled, slinked, or swam lethargically and blindly to its respective, repetitive course.The Awakening Ch.1 - Turning Tides3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
No light illuminated the earthen walls; all was pitch as the darkest veil of night. Yet such deprivation held no sway to the cavern's denizens; for to the light, they all were blind. Feeling and sensing the world around them, they skittered, slithered, crawled and wadded through the darkness, each the master of their dark world.
In silent predatory anticipation, a young serpent lay coiled at a stalagmite's base, eagerly awaiting an unfortunate and unwary soul to venture within his range and fall prey to his deadly strike. Though young,