My Commissions - OPENCommissions are OPEN!My Commissions - OPEN1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
Prices vary, depending on what you want, and I'm NOT limited to these bases you see!
Chibi dragon icon Base by Nordeva (some of these can include extra little animations, such as blinking, breathing fire and blowing smoke for the dragons, and other stuff you want! )
You can choose from any of these bases! The main price is 35 , but for some of the simpler ones it can be as little as 20
I'll do a set of icons for 20 extra per icon!
Also, these icons are generally 50-65 , depending on what you want, of course:
Dancing Icon Base by Kiss-the-Iconist Dancing Icon Base: 2nd Version by Kiss-the-Iconist White wolf icon by BronzeHalo Free Dragon Flying Avatar by SasoriDanna94
Examples of my pixel icons:
Pixel Wolf Icon by TheWritingDragon Wolf Icon Commish by TheWritingDragon Pixel Icon Commish for AguaRush11 by TheWritingDragon Reach for the Stars Pixel Icon Auction SOLD by TheWritingDragon Pixel Icon Guitar Prize for bandgeek4evur by TheWritingDragon :thumb358182
A Little ThoughtThere was a little thought in my headA Little Thought1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A tiny idea with outlines undefined
But it wasn’t long before its roots spread
And it crawled in every corner of my mind.
It whispered things that I pretended not to hear
Then it made a mess of my already deluded brain
And led my actions as a skilled puppeteer
With thin threads stronger than an iron chain.
Soon it showed itself in its whole beautiful bipolarity
I dug my nails deep into my lips to chase it away
But after a few seconds gone would be the painful clarity
I’d lure it back, staring at the lines and observe their play.
It’s the thought that sings soft lullabies until the dreams come
And you continue to haunt me even when I’m asleep
So when I wake up my heart plays like a drum
Nothing I do seems to scare this confusion so deep.
I both hate and love the power you have over me
I’m terrified of the feeling I’m getting, that I am incomplete
I feel as if I need a mind wipe to once again be free
But then I wou
Hockey Poem #1O Captain, my Captain, the series is done,Hockey Poem #12 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Game Seven is over, your Devils have won.
The first round has ended, the next will soon begin.
Up next are the Flyers, and they will not win.
O Captain, my Captain, your talent is great,
you are a player who the fans appreciate.
You can take the Devils far,
for you are a shining star.
O Captain, my Captain, Round Two is complete,
the Flyers are out, your team cannot be beat.
Now sit back, relax, and get ready to wait,
for your next opponent will be determined by fate.
O Captain, my Captain, who will it be?
Which team is the one that you will soon see?
It could be the Capitals, from D.C, not the state,
or it could be the Rangers, who your fans strongly hate.
O Captain, my Captain, your waiting is done,
your opponent has been chosen, the Rangers have won.
All through New Jersey, your fans are getting prepared,
they're ready for this round and they're not at all scared.
O Captain, my Captain, get ready for war,
go out and defeat them, go out ther
Come DeathEXT. CABIN IN SNOWFIELD - NIGHTCome Death3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Snow is falling in the winter of 1930 upon the exterior of a wood cabin set deep in a forested snowfield. We can hear the sounds of WIND and TREE BRANCHES RUSTLING as SHIPP begins to narrate.
Another one down.
A hole begins to burn in the side of the wall, spreading out quickly, almost as though it were paper, and we hear the FLAMES CRACKLING. Through the hole we see that Shipp sits at a desk inside, writing furiously with audible PEN SCRATCHES.
SHIPP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Another one down...
Shipp's notebook has a variety of names written within it, some of which are crossed out. He crosses out the name "Justice Edward Terry Sanford".
SHIPP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
... and it still isn't enough.
Shipp slams the book closed.
EXT. FORESTED SNOWFIELD - NIGHT
Shipp, with a large canvas sack over his shoulder and a pistol in his hand, takes long, slow strides through the snow drifts, clearly deep in thought. We hear FL
Forest of Thieves~NorwayxReaderxEnglandWith a pounding heart, Lukas Bondevik raised his sword again. The light rain that was dropping, became a heavy pour. He wiped the wet hair off his face. Just before him was the person he'd never expect to betray him. Arthur Kirkland, one of his good friends, the one that caused all this. Lukas couldn't understand it. His friend began to act differently towards him, after Lukas explained he was going to marry (your name). Ever since then, it was if he was plotting. The rain already washed out the blood that had been running down his arm. Arthur was bleeding down his left ear-due to Lukas hiting him with the rear of his sword.Forest of Thieves~NorwayxReaderxEngland2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Why are you doing this?!" Lukas exclaimed with pure sadness in his voice. He knew one of them was going to die-sooner or later. Lukas thought it would be sooner. (Your name) was going to be coming soon, and would expect to see Lukas, so one of them had to be gone by the time she got there. Lukas knew it had to be Arthur. Arthur gave a chuckle before spitting on th
Another Language called EnglishI took your adjectives for granted. There was something about the way you skipped over your 's'es and gleaned over your 'i's and 'e's, that never really made me want to kiss you. You'd sit there with your languid fingers clutching a book that was half finished, and read me words that were completely mispronounced. It would prickle me under my skin and I would grit my teeth, wondering when you would stop. I would never understand the english language you thought you spoke, and your confidence in your own words annoyed me.Another Language called English1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was comical when you spoke in front of our friends. Your mistaken pronunciation of the word 'pronunciation' in particular made them giggle. I would stand in a corner, clutching a glass of rum and coke and cringe, flushing in second hand embarrassment. You would smile at me from across the room, and continue with your tangled tongue as though nothing was wrong.
I felt sorry for you. But not sorry enough when you took your favourite writing pen from my d
April Fool's [BTT x Reader] Drabble!April Fool's [BTT x Reader] Drabble!1 year ago in Humor More Like This
You were bored with a capital B. Sighing loudly, you walked outside to grab something to eat. Admiring the basket of fruits that sat elegantly on the counter, you rushed towards it.
Feeling cold gooeyness on your shirt, you freaked out momentarily. Then you were bombarded with more of the offending material.
You grabbed a handful of the egg yolks that the annoying Prussian had attacked you with and flung it at him. Missing spectacularly, it only made him laugh harder.
"April Fool's [Name]!" he exclaimed, before leaving you to clean up the cold eggy mess.
"CURSE YOU GILBERT!"
After cleaning up the mess, following a shower and a new change of clothes, you sulked in your room.
"That stupid Prussian...who does he think he is...tricking me like that...I'll get him back..." you growled under y
I wish i was insane"It isn't real." They told her, "You're living a lie."I wish i was insane2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She laughed. "Of course not," She said, "It is real." She told them.
"It is real." She told herself, stroking the cat in her lap. The cat never purred, nor meowed, nor hissed. Never. It made not a single sound. Even as it leapt from red rooftop to rooftop on sunny days, one would not hear the patter on the shingles. It seemed ghostly, yet tangible. And tangible is what she had decided it was.
The shadows shifted. They surrounded her in the small room. Almost, it seemed, suffocating her. But they were kept back, back against the walls of her confinement. It was dark, save for a slight crack in the wall where a light shone through. It played upon her eyes, and she turned her head to let her hair fall to obscure it. Had the crack been any bigger, she decided, the light would be blinding.
"You need to let go." They said.
She kept stroking the cat. "There's nothing to let go of." A pause, and then she looked up suddenly, and grinned. "U
At The Other End of the BulletThey say your life flashes before your eyes when you die. Well, that didn't really happen to me. I remember it hurting; a searing pain in the back of my mind, and then it was all over...At The Other End of the Bullet11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I found myself floating, drifting high above the battlefield. My feet touched something that felt like an invisible glass floor, and soon I found that I was able to stand on it. It took awhile to get over my fear of heights, but once I did; I opened my eyes and just, watched, as the entire world carried on.
Funnily enough, I didn't feel much of anything at the time. I guess they tend to play it up in the movies. They always show that people remain angry, that people have feelings of wanting to do something or to accomplish something. But once you're gone, you don't actually feel much of that.
Instead, I remember being calm. I was very calm after that final moment. I would poke my head every now and again, thinking that the skin would feel raw, but other than that; I was alright. I
Don't take my love awayLove can fly so far awayDon't take my love away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now it's gone and escaped
I won't ever be the same
But i'm all to blame
Does someone want to know?
How my timeline flows?
Either way it's no
I know it's kind of black
But give me what I lack
I know I am bitter
I'm just loitering
I know i'm kind of strange
So just lock me in a cage
It's not that I don't care
I want to see the sky so blue
If I could, I'd be there.
I know I'm kind of weird
But people are still here
Whenever I am near
So don't take what is dear.
Difficult/SimpleYou were simple once beforeDifficult/Simple1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I broke into your bedroom door
I found you hiding under sheets
I’d never seen you look so sweet
You curved your face into a cry
I never stopped to wonder why
You had closed your door to me
As I undressed at let you see.
You broke your nails upon my back
With snarled retorts of what I lack
You drove your mouth up onto mine
You never were the patient kind
I worried skin with sharp white teeth
You lay there and shook beneath
And I could not begin to know
Just how far you’d make me go.
You wanted much and I said yes
My hands were tied beneath your dress
You wanted blood and I said no
We both had so far to grow
I once let you split my lip
And pushed you down into the dip
Our bodies carved out in your bed
I am so good when I am led.
I was simple once before
You broke into my bedroom door
And taught me how to bed and plead
I taught you how to take the lead
You raised me high, you brought me low
And always stopped when I said no
Like we’d know this
The Slow Descent into DementiaThe Slow Descent into Dementia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bound and left for the beasts,
what awaits is no end
No shade finds my flesh,
and the catching fibers
are slowly burnt to a crisp
And such a darkness,
the vision of my eyes,
Whatever lies ahead
The rotting time,
The old home of my mind...
the dust and asbestos
what fragments remain.
left for my demons-
I'm simply waiting for time
to drag me away and down,
for the rotting feast...
to begin waiting
for this life
to fade away
with every bite.
Hetalia Character HeightsCANON HEIGHTSHetalia Character Heights1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
N. Italy: 172cm
NON-CANON HEIGHTS (MY ESTIMATION)
Ancient Rome: 182cm (He actually seemed to be taller than Germany in the Together With Grandpa Rome episode)
Austria: 177cm (About same height as Prussia)
Belgium: 168cm (Average height for women in Belgium, plus she does seem to be quite tall compared to other female characters)
Bulgaria: 175cm (Average height for men in Bulgaria)
Canada: 177cm (Same height as America)
Cyprus: 176cm (Seems to be slightly shorter than Greece)
Denmark: 180cm (Second tallest of Nordics, therefore shorter than Sweden)
Estonia: 177cm (Appears to be the tallest of the Baltic Trio and around the same height as America)
Germania: 182cm (I think he was the same height as An
Skinny Wordslook:Skinny Words2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
he was winterish blue eyes and an autumn scarf dressed in an stupid pink summer sweater that made no sense on a spring day. His shoes were converse, the kind of the skinny intellectual who had just enough money to buy one pair of decent shoes. she never really liked skinny intellectuals, yet did find herself considering them sometimes, in the way she considered coffee that was tongue scalding (horribly and without excuse).
it is odd then, that she still doesn't regret his monsoon flavoured kiss, the kind that made your tongue bleed with its passion, its heat.
he drew in uneasy catches of breath as he snored in the heat of the summer night, nights when she would stay up and listen to cars that passed by, pretending they were a waterfall instead of the cold harsh truth of metal against concrete, just so she could sleep as soundly as him.
she took his breathing for granted.
he spent hours lost in the dry unending silence of his typewriter, of h
Ursa MinorIn a life that feels so lacking in concrete identity, the one thing that answers the age-old question “Who am I?” is the knowledge that Colorado is the land that gave birth to me. Pride swells in my heart when I see a bald eagle flying so close to the surface of Blue Mesa that its glossy feathers touch the water and make gentle ripples in the lake. There is equal awe when herds of elk and deer walk by me unafraid, and there is laughter when a wild turkey gobbles as he flees from me through a thick evergreen forest. Back east where the foothills give way to the Great Plains, I am humbled by the angry tornadoes that roar across the prairie in the scorching, summer heat. In the fall, I am entranced as pale golden aspens blush in the morning sun, gradually becoming orange and then red, heralding the return of Old Man Winter. I have seen nothing more majestic than the snowpack melting off the fourteeners in roaring waterfalls, and nothing more powerful than a mountaintop blizzarUrsa Minor1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Harbinger HaikuWE ARE HARBINGERHarbinger Haiku4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL
I KNOW YOU FEEL THIS!
Bad Fanfic AuthorsWorst Kinds of Fanfic AuthorBad Fanfic Authors3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Dear fanfic authors: some of you are good at what you do, and some of you are incredibly bad at what you do. Allow me to elaborate.
English Isn't My First Language
To be fair, one of the best English-language authors I've ever known didn't really start speaking or writing English until the age of 15. To extend this fairness further, the official language of the US is English and the average citizen can't be assed to read or write it with any more skill than a ten-year-old. All the same, the seasoned fanfic reader will feel nothing but misgiving upon reading that five-word phrase in your Author's Notes or SummaryEnglish isn't my first language translates automatically to I have no grasp of grammar, spelling, or sensible sentence structure, which often translates to you will have no idea what I meant to write. The simple fact that you feel the need to WARN your readers th
79 Ways to Annoy Ultra Magnus79 Ways to Annoy Ultra Magnus:79 Ways to Annoy Ultra Magnus1 year ago in Humor More Like This
1) For TFP Magnus, be sure to call him anything but sir and be as rude and snobbish as possible.
2) Inform G1 Magnus that he is obviously a child because he avoids responsibility like one and hands it off to freakin' Hot Rod (Rodimus Prime).
3) Ask any Ultra Magnus if he is really Optimus Prime's brother. If he says no, tell him that that's a relief since he's a loser and that would be embarrassing for the big OP. If he says yes, then snub him for being the unpopular brother who is nothing like his cool brother Optimus.
4) Ask Magnus if he is ultra in every way. Wink wink, nudge nudge.
5) Mock TFA Ultra Magnus for letting Shockwave kick his can. He's supposed to be some big shot Supreme Commander and elder 'bot filled with power and wisdoms of war, is he not?
6) Never heed TFP Magnus' warnings or his orders. In fact it's best to act like a bat-shit Wrecker 24/7.
7) Call him Optimus Prime. When he corrects you, state: "Oh yes, I