Hitchups: TranslatedHitchups: Translated5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The forest experienced only a moment of silence after the last of the brightly clothed backs receded from view before the brush rustled once more. Toothless slunk out of the darkness like a jungle cat, the saddle dangling from his mouth.
Relief warmed Hiccup, both at the sight of the dragon and at Toothless' forethought to hide the saddle with him. Finding that among his belongings would have raised excessive questionsand the less he heard Arnulf's voice, the better.
Toothless dropped the saddle with the motion of spitting. His pupils were slit, nostrils flared, and his movements were jerky, as though he fought with himself to keep from running after the Frenchmen.
::Are you okay?:: the Night Fury pressed, sounding quite agitated. He brought his face up to Hiccup's and sniffed at the human's cheek. Hiccup's hair fluttered at the gusts of air, brushing the still throbbing area.
Hiccup nodded before he spoke. "Yeah."
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Just OnceJust Once...Just Once4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'd like to see a news story or politcal ad where someone isn't using the Bible or 'God's will' to justify their own personal bigotry and intolerance.
I'd like to see a political ad where someone isn't pointing their finger at everyone else, and never ackowledge their own faults.
I'd like to see a political ad where the person speaking actually states why they should win and the others shouldn't, as opposed to the chronic "mud-slinging".
A day should go by without a person becoming another tragic news story revolving around hate crimes, intolerance and fear.
Women aren't crucified for making their own personal choices with thier lives and bodies.
Men aren't crucified for supporting the women who make these personal choices in life.
Children aren't used as leverage in arguments.
Children can be adopted into loving families, gay or straight.
People who lazily live off of welfare need to pass a drug test in order to get their money and stop ripping off tax payers, thus making
pressure "What on earth are you doing?"pressure6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm a tech. I'm teching things," He told me without looking up from his hands.
He paused, twisting around to face me with an odd look in his eyes. "I'm about to blow this place to bits."
Watching the mines go off from the air was like watching goose bumps ripple over skin.
"Tech to base, mission complete." I heard several other confirmations, including the one from the person up in the copter, manning the feed I was watching.
"Base to tech, confirmed." I heard in my ear. The people around me took off their headsets and began to leave.
I looked around for something- a reason he might have had, like a target. There were only trees. "Why?"
"It's a test. I'm testing new weaponry. No one lives here, right? It's no major place?"
"Hm-mm, not here."
He let me watch him. It was a land mine. He was chomping on a piece of gum like it was nothing, he laughed at how tense I was. The explosion was something else.
Back at base I sat, half liste
Time Gate: Prologue. The Time GateTime Gate: Prologue.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Prologue: Time to Reflect.
Captains Log, Scora Nuslam, February 3, 2702.
F.S.S Enterprise E, In Orbit above the glassed planet Harvest.
I cant believe that my race is responsible for such an unthinkable act of blind destruction. The planet was home to 3 million people. Now it is only a barren wasteland. The Elites I know would not hurt anyone unless they were threatened. This act was unprovoked, unwarranted and unnecessary. The lives lost here is great shame to the Elites. It is just unthinkable.
As I wonder through the halls, everyone seems to feel the same way I do. The tension is so thick you
RejectionRejectionRejection4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This mess, this entire mess started last year, while I was still in secondary school. All I can say about it is this: "Why do these things always happen to me?" I continued thinking, as I stared at the black dragon lying opposite me, regarding me with those sad eyes, as if he wanted to say the same thing. Dragon. Bah. That idiot was the root of all my problems. If only I could just migrate and leave him behind, but of course, he would just fly after me. Damn creature. This nonsense had been going on since he had hatched, and imprinted me as his damn rider. I had never wanted the job, and that had been no secret from the start. I made it plain that I didn't want him, he was irritating, and the biggest nuisance that I had ever encountered. He knew it, I knew it, and he knew that I knew it. Still the damn creature stuck to me, and refused to put me out of my misery, by leaving.
However, I was the one in the wrong. I was stupid enough to do the wrong thing, and it took an episode
SeasonsBonfires and sulphurSeasons2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Smells of cold nights;
In creep Winter’s fingers.
Folks’ hands they hold mugs
Of heartwarming drinks
To ward off the chills
That linger in streets.
Mulled wine for the elders,
Hot cocoa for the youth,
These remedies thaw smiles
from frost-frowns, forsooth .
Snowmen and snowwomen
Spring up from the ground
Little knowing that Spring
Will pull them back down.
Slowly the woolly hats,
Thermals and mittens
Uncover pale faces
Hidden from vision
For so long by Winter
- who’s had his reign –
Tis time for the sun
To Spring life up again.
But not without showers
Nor cold snaps – watch out!
Do not be surprised
For a last wintery bout.
Eventually comes Summer,
Always late and never stays,
Like a young introvert
Too shy for much play.
But while the heat rages
So the barbecues sizzle,
Sunbathers fill beaches,
Melting ice cream dribbles.
Summer burns short and sharp
Though it never was meant:
From her brief spells of hot
NoNo you can’t do that!No2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you can’t have that!
No we can’t afford that!
No that’s not healthy for you!
No you can’t stay up that late!
No you need to loose at least five more pounds!
No that college won’t accept your lazy self!
No that’s not perfect!
No a ‘98’ can’t be your best!
No you can’t make a living from writing!
No you can’t do what you dream!
No, no, no, no, NO!
I’m so tired of ‘No’!
Yes you can just sit there like a good girl.
Yes you can eat all these protein shakes and vitamins.
Yes you can be the perfect person I want.
Yes I’ll go take a bunch of advanced classes I’ll never pass.
Yes I’ll go become an engineer like everyone else.
Yes I’ll give up on my dreams cause they’re stupid.
Is that what it w
The Barracks The wind whips across the barren planet's surface. Red tinted earth glows with the light of the neighboring sun. Several long-abandoned barracks bunched together, the same sun's glint soon overpowered by a brighter light.The Barracks3 years ago in Settings More Like This
All out of nowhere, a barrage of heavy blasts of supercharged plasma obliterate the ground around the structures. The serenity of the scene is turned straight to the horrors that the most war-hardened soldiers fear in their dreams.
A blast lands between several of the barracks, uprooting one of the entire buildings and sending it somersaulting through the air. The light from the sun and the explosions glint off of the twisted metal fragment of it's former self, small molten metal bits fly from it before it crashes to the earth.
The blasts draw to a close and the scene reduced to a hellish aftermath of smoke and smoldering wreckage. A desolate place so seemingly pointless for such a concentrated attack.
A good seven or so minutes pass before the sou
Alert LevelsThe English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588 when threatened by the Spanish Armada.Alert Levels6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Scots raised their threat level from "P*ssed Off" to "Let's get the B*stards." They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.
The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide." The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag fac
Viral Return 1 - Incubation...Frank had been through so many illnesses and diseases that had passed by so smoothly - or in the legend El Meurta Roja's case, roughly, that Mal had a lot to stand up to! Sure, he was simple enough, born in the abdomen of a mosquito like the rest of his family. One time during a feed, he was still an extremely immature worm nymph, so didn't listen to his mother much. Their father wasn't around, he'd got landed on a different mosquito. But now... Mal was on Frank, the rush of the new blood had accelerated his growth, and now he was a fresh young adult worm, rather than the scrawny teen he had been. Ooh, he was dangerous now! He just had to get to this old codger's legs...Viral Return 1 - Incubation...6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He glanced around, searching for his bearings, purple teeth flashing dangerously - though he wasn't grinning at all. They just poked out over his lower lip. Threating, really. He chuckled darkly, his throat wheezing and the tubes off his shoulders flaring at the openings. You see, he couldn't transmit the way a cell co
LuckyI came back to my house late one night after spending all day playing video games at a friend's house. Tia and I had ourselves an enormous breakfast that morning, and Tia, who's breakfast was far larger than my own, had spent the rest of the day lounging in bed, digesting her deliciously filling breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and all sorts of scrumptious breakfast goodies. I took off my shoes at the door and snuck quietly up the stairs in my socks. I opened my bedroom door slowly and peeked inside. Tia was still asleep on the bed, looking quite comfy with her still full tummy. I crept inside and by the warm, blue glow of the nightlight, put down my things, and changed into my PJs. After that I left to brush my teeth and get a glass of water. When I came back into the room I set the glass down on the nightstand and climbed into bed next to my stuffed, scaly pal. As I was settling down and tucking us inLucky4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We are the Word ThievesWe writers are criminals.We are the Word Thieves6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But we are the best kind of criminals.
We steal words.
We'll never be punished, for we are always needed. Whether through the speech of ever deceitful humans, or through the mute tongues of print and screen, we will always be there, working our many-pronged magic. Our swords are constantly out, skewering towards the alphabet with such regularity that the words stand proud, only to bow to our will, bleeding emotion to our clients.
For we are the Word Thieves, and the words are our quarry.
Even if the censors come and try to clamp us down, we'll disappear into the shadows and reveal our true beauty. It is here we show how we don't need a wave from a wand or a wish from the human mind to transform into our heart's desires, when all the answers can be written in a twist of a pen.
And when we transform, we rule Heaven and Earth.
We are the pirates that traverse the word-filled seas, setting sail with the wind and waves. Through storm and sun, our sail is splashed w
An Unusual New FriendAn Unusual New FriendAn Unusual New Friend4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I have no idea how long I have been running and hiding for, but at least I know it has been awhile. I ducked under a bush, trying to catch my breath and hoping to hide from my pursuer. Did I catch my breath? Sorta, did I throw off my pursuer? No. I could tell by the fast and loud wind that had suddenly picked up from the trees, and shortly, a really loud thumping sound on the ground not too far away from where I was hiding. "Dammit" I cursed under my breath before I got up and ran in the opposite direction.
Possibly by now you would want to know who and what is my pursuer, where I am, who I am, what I am (answering this one right now, I`m human) and why I`m talking to myself and pretending like I`m talking to someone at the same time. First, my pursuer is a dragon....... well a dragoness who happens to be really big, about 40ft tall and 60ft long (well, to me it sounds big), green all over( which I didn`t see her at first until she leapt out from behind, also she
Rulers Name Seven Deadly SinsRulers Name Seven Deadly Sins6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dont envy us.
Dont be angry with us.
Dont imitate our pride.
Dont be greedy for more than we allow you.
Dont glut yourself on banquets like ours.
Dont lust for partners we have not sanctioned.
Dont be slothful when you work for us.
Destiny is a Bitch (Jack Frost x Reader) Chapter 9The school day seemed to drag on for you. You just wanted it to be over so badly. But it was only 3:24. Only one more minute till I get to leave… C’mon stupid bell! You were waiting impatiently for the bell to ring so you could see Jack. The clock finally went to 3:25 and the bell began to ring. Your teacher was saying something but you didn’t hear since all you cared about was Jack.Destiny is a Bitch (Jack Frost x Reader) Chapter 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
You went back to your locker and packed your stuff as fast as possible and left. You went back to the forest where Jack dropped you off. He was leaning on a tree waiting for you. You smiled and walked over to give him a hug. “Hey Jack.” You said.
“Hey [Name], ready to go home?” Jack asked.
“Yup,” Jack held your waist as you wrapped your arms around him. The wind picked you both up as you were now high in the sky.
In no time at all you were home. You got out your keys and unlocked the door so
Just Another DayLittle scribblesJust Another Day4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
notes here and there
all hidden in the margins
things not said
know what others would say
but yet stay another day
and more slip by
how time flies
suddenly the middle is here
nowhere else to go
just another day
as just another bit
of heart slips away
Half A LifeI rememberHalf A Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They told me once
That humans were created
With two faces, four arms, four legs,
The gods fearing their power
Separated them, forcing them
To wander the world
Searching for the other side of themselves.
The other part of me.
I did not believe
In that far off time
Before I met you
Before I realised I had only lived half a life
Of the life I would live with you.
Strange to walk the world and not know
What it is that is missing,
To think I did not know every slip and hollow of your body
As intimately as I know my own.
To fuse not just flesh but essence,
As you fill the gaps in me
I fill the gaps of your own.
I am every drop of water that rolls off your chest,
Every shuttered breath,
And sometimes I think
My heart only beats
To reply to the call of your own.
How did I know
That I thought I could go,
Living half a life half alive
Without knowing you.
I.Am.Not.An.ArtistI am not an artistI.Am.Not.An.Artist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do not believe I am someone with a creative mind
someone who can make something so bland into something so magnificent
I am not that
I will never be that
I see art and the world it is in
and I see nothing
I see no beauty
just shapes and colors
I do not see the beauty someone has created
or the depth and emotion that is hidden between the lines
I don’t see how someone can see so much within so little
to be able to create a life by just a few lines
and to be able to recreate something with their minds
I wish I could be able to do this
just a little of this
but I am not an artist
I am my own person
Republican and ProudYeah I'm a republican,Republican and Proud8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I don't like war.
Sure I'm a conservative,
But who's keeping score?
I support gay marriage,
And I'm also pro choice,
The media lies about us,
But don't we have a voice?
I'll respect your opinion,
If you respect mine.
Im tired of getting flamed all the time!
Dont hate me because Im for McCain,
Dont tell me Im living without a brain.
Im a republican, elephant, conservative,
and it might suprise you to know that