As The City BurnsThe world is stuck in autumn.As The City Burns6 years ago in Open More Like This
I can feel myself in a twilight forest, as the branches bow to the wind while trying to court the rain from the clouds. The leaves brush themselves against my neck and my lips, in hopes of the fire that colours their fragile veins sparking something within me. I can feel my head spin as I imagine what they think of the girl beneath them, the girl so desperate for love and affection without binds that she'd kiss the raindrops right before they hit the ground, and hold hands with thorn ridden branches.
I see the rain clouds, hanging low over the dimmed horizon, frowning down at me. I smell the rain on the wind as it races past and around me, spinning me in circles with my arms raised high. I can feel my head spin as I imagine what the clouds must think, as they blush a pale shade of grey with disappointment at the girl who was supposed to be so strong falling, tumbling, crumbling, fumbling, tearing slowly apart.
I can feel the cobbled stone road beneath my b
Dear HarryDear Harry,Dear Harry4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you saw that flash of green light, a sinister laugh knocking in your ears and a searing pain on your forehead, did you ever think that you would start childhoods and set souls ablaze?
When you were locked in your cupboard after your awful aunt and uncle refused to give you dinner, again, did you know that you would soon have millions of children smile at the sound of your name?
When you were on the train to Hogwarts, and you met your best friend Ron, did you ever wonder that we were all on the train with you, we were all excited to go to school with you, and we were estatic to be sorted into our proper houses?
Whenever you felt like you were all alone in the world, did you know that we all stood up, applauded and cheered you on, with grins outstretching the world, tears rushing down our cheeks and glasses similar to yours on our faces?
When you were terrified and thought that you had truly met your sticky end, did you know that millions of people would dress up exactly
Confusion 7 - A GerIta StoryI chewed on one of the wurstI had made for Italy as I walked back to my room, he could survive with one less. He thinks they're horrible anyway, so it won't be that much of a loss.Confusion 7 - A GerIta Story4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I really do hate how he always criticizes my food, it's better than England's and I don't make things like Russia. I would consider myself a decent cook!
I was going to make him pasta, but the mental image of tomato sauce all over my bed was too hard to shake. I ended up with wurst, it was stocked, simple and I could make it with my eyes closed.
I shoved the rest of the wurst I had been eating into my mouth, pausing for a moment by my door. Once I heard Italy's light snores, I squeezed through the crack I had left open. A small smile crossed my lips as I saw the Italian sprawled across my bed on his stomach, his towel miraculously still clinging to his waist. I contemplated waking him or not for a few seconds before lightly shaking his shoulder.
I watched him as he groan
if you keep getting under.i saw you today and said heyif you keep getting under.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
but what i meant was:
holyhell, youre beautiful. you look like sunshine trapped in mason jars and fireflies stuck in moonbeams. you have a smile that punches straight to the spinal cord, did you know that? i just spent the last five seconds rebooting my heart, training my lungs how to breathe again. exhale, inhale. it should be simple but youve snarled it all in a giant mess. im unwinding the ball of yarn into a straight jacket and youre as unaffected as the sea. id say im a boat but im hardly as sturdy. im a feather. its almost funny how little a chance i have of staying afloat. im soaked and matted and sinking into the undertow. and youre just churning on and on and on.
i saw you today and said how have you been?
but what i meant was:
have you lost as much sleep as i have? ive spent 3256 hours trying to piece together the exact curves that m
Tattered Memories Part 1Dont open the door! I screamed, frantically looking around the room for something heavy enough to keep the door shut. J-Just hold on a bit longer, Dero!Tattered Memories Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jasdero pushed harder against the door and cried, D-Debi! H-Hes go-going to get in! Hurry!
Another rough push from the other side of the door and a loud, YOU LITTLE SHITS! hurried my search.
Dammit! I-I cant find anything!
Another push from the other side of the door.
This one sent Jasdero tumbling forward. Luckily, he got to the door before it could fully open. DEBI!
There was nothing. Nothing light enough for me to push yet heavy enough to keep the door shut.
D-Debi! I-I cant hold the door for very much longer! D-Daddys going toNO!
The door flung open, smacking Jasdero into the wall behind the door. Our dad stood in the doorway, a crazed look on his face. Ill fucking kill you little BRATS!
Luna's Excellent Adventure"Biomass to biomass! Hoof to hoof! Magics of the ancients, show me the path, I command you!"Luna's Excellent Adventure4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Luna raised her hooves high and cackled loudly as lightning flashed above her, a spectral wind blowing up as if from nowhere and snatching away the loose pages of parchment that she had carefully laid out in front of her. It didn't matter; she knew the spell off by heart. It was nearly complete.
"Soon!" she cried. "Soon it will be my time, I will eep!"
She stopped, wide-eyed as the door to her room flew open and in stormed Princess Celestia, looking quite annoyed.
"My dear sister!" Celestia snapped, looking around the messy room disapprovingly as Luna tried and failed to cover up the chalk markings she had scrawled on the floor. "The entire palace can hear you cackling like a madmare. And what have I told you about using lightning indoors; it's a nightmare to get the stains off the ceiling.
Luna pouted back at her sibling. "You're my sister, not my mother!" she snapped back finally. "It'
A Ring on His FingerSummary: Germany wakes up and finds an engagement ring on his finger. Cue fluff.A Ring on His Finger4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany woke to the bright sunlight of morning. He sat up and stretched, reveling in the feeling of knowing today was his day off. He may love to work, but even he could admit he needed a break every now and then.
Ludwig glanced over at the empty side of the bed and sighed. It was such a shame that Feli had to work today. Usually they had the same days off, but Feliciano's boss had called the night before and almost demanded he come to work. Oh well, he could certainly manage to entertain himself for a day.
He rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth and pulling on a pair of sweatpants, he went to the mirror and started shaving. He couldn't stand stubble, and neither could Feliciano. Neither of them liked the scratchy feel of it against their skin.
Of course, that never stopped Feliciano from always stealing shaving cream and making
Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story "We're the three best friends that anyone can have," I screamed at the top of my lungs, scrubbing my skin raw with Germany's loofah and my strawberry body wash, "We're the three best friends that anyone can haaaaave!"Confusion 6 - A GerIta Story4 years ago in Romance More Like This
I giggled madly as I put the loofah back on its hook and spun around to wash the soap off. The shower had been great, although I had probably used too much hot water in the forty minutes I had been in there. I didn't care too much, it was Japan's resource anyway, not mine.
I turned the shower off, reaching just outside the curtain to grab my towel. I patted dry most of my body before wrapping it around my waist.
Tattered Memories Part TwoJasdero was finally asleep. It had taken an hour to finally coax him to lay down and shut up. So we got the lay down part but the shut up part not so much. He kept saying hell hurt Debi and hell hurt Dero and I had to keep telling him Debi will protect Dero.Tattered Memories Part Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was just thankful that he finally went to sleep.
Now I found myself sitting next to Jasdero staring at the closed bedroom door. Luckily, it was quiet on the other side. This was a good sign. It usually meant Dad was out drinking or some shit like that while mom was out looking for him even though she knew perfectly well where he was at. Stupid bitch.
So now I was free to go steal whatever food I could from the kitchen before they got back.
I just didnt want to leave Jasdero. Whether the parents were here or not, I did promise to keep an eye on him and if I left
Dero, you wait here. Ill be right back I said to the
OC: Jedi Master Kranmar TonName: Kranmar TonOC: Jedi Master Kranmar Ton3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hair color: Short and Light Brown
Eye color: Green
Skin color: Caucasion, slightly tanned.
Lightsaber: Duel Lightsabers, both Purple
Rank and title: Jedi Master (Jedi Sentinel), Jedi Council member
Born: 300 ABY
Strengths: Deep connection to the force, allowing for easier use. skilled lightsaber duelist. High prediction ability, allowing for faster reflexes even for a jedi.
Weaknesses: Right leg, from knee down robotic, leaving it weak to mechanical failures. Sometimes carries a cane. Hesitates in kill strikes.
Likes: Meditation, long walks, Strategic board games, books. Forests.
Dislikes: Cocky Jedi, Corusant and other planet wide cities. Death.
Born on Ossus to a jedi Family that link themselves to the first apprentices of the new order, founded by Luke Skywalker.
His mother and father were both Jedi, and
The Three Prankskateers: Christmas 2011, Part 1 "Merry Christmas Eve!" Scratch exclaimed, appearing before Sibelius and Morrigan with an antler headband and a red nose. Sibelius chuckled, but Morrigan looked at Scratch in confusion.The Three Prankskateers: Christmas 2011, Part 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Who are you supposed to be?" she asked.
"You don't know???" Scratch said in amazement.
"Hey, this is my first Christmas!" Morrigan replied. "I don't know these things yet."
"Only the first?" Scratch said, taking off the antlers and nose. "I feel like I've been living with you forever."
"...Thanks," Morrigan said sarcastically with a smirk.
"Hey, so what do each of you plan to do today?" Sibelius asked. "Uncle Matthew wants to take me caroling around the ranch."
"I'm gonna take whatever gifts I get and...just play with them all night long," Scratch said.
Copper Can Shine P2 (JeanxCheerleader!Reader)Copper Can Shine P2 (JeanxCheerleader!Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Standing on the field clad in gym shorts and a tank top you felt stupid. In fact, you felt even more stupid when you considered you had let Sasha take you here, dressed similarly to you, of your own accord.
That girl had some talent when it came to talking you round.
“Oh pleeeease [name] come on! It’ll be such fun!” Sasha begged, stood at the foot of your bed as you sat, looking none too happy with her.
“No, it’s ridiculous! I don’t want to be a cheerleader thank you very much.” You folded your arms as if that was that. The idea of dancing around in a short skirt being ogled by men as you were thrown in to the air in many potentially dangerous flips was so not your idea of a good time.
“Well, how are you going to make the top ten and get into the Military Mayhems?” Sasha pouted at you, also folding her arms.
“Simple. I won’t.”
“Oh come on, I know you want to! I could tell when M
BatB-Stop hating Prince AdamBatB-Stop hating Prince Adam5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why you hate Prince Adam so much, while you always love Beast so much?
You always complain that Adan should change back into Beast becuase according to you "Prince Adam is Ugli!!1!!" "He looks bETTER as a BeAsT!"!!" "The Beast is more cute and flufly"!"!"!, "he looks like Raoul, whi I despise both I depise very mUCH!!":!"!, or becuase the Beast looks "sexier", "hot", "better looking" than his "boring" human form (or for you that "thing")
Hello! Did you missed the whole damn point of the movie?!?!
The narrator said
..."Not to be deceived by appearences, for beauty is found within."
I don't hate the Beast, but can you please accept his human form? Besides Beast/Adam and his servants have been enchanted for too long...don't you think is very cruel (or very heartless) to force them to stay enchanted forever just becuase "according" to you their human forms are "ugly, "boring" "uninteresting" while their enchanted form
Write What You Know: A GuideWrite What You Know: A Guide5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Write What You Know
Never were four little words so widely misconstrued. They are so unpopular these days, and are met with contrariness and frustration whenever they are invoked. Yet this phrase, more than any other, can be an author's greatest guidance. Here I will interpret this saying in two different ways and clarify the intention behind it.
When struggling writers hear this "write what you know" comment, their first impression might be that they should only write about themselves: their own pasts, families, struggles, time periods, etc. This is not necessarily the case! There are two useful interpretations: (1) write what you've come to know through the experience of life, and (2) know as much as possible about what you are writing.
Write What You've Come to Know through Life Experiences
Recently, I read an article in Writer's magazine on researching for the purpose of writing. Its author stated, "That old dictum write what you know is, in the espionag
Gaia's Wrath - Fluttershy's FireGAIA'S WRATHGaia's Wrath - Fluttershy's Fire4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why are you doing this to me?
How can you be so mean to me?
The bottle is shaking
It's too much to contain
What did I ever to you to deserve this?
Can you not see my tears?
The bottle is shaking
It's too much to contain
Don't you want to be my friend?
Don't you want to love me?
Do you even know what you're doing to me?
The bottle is shaking
It's too much to contain
I am at my limit
I can't hold it down any more
I'm starting to go mad
The bottle is shaking
It's too much to contain
I'm starting to see red
The glass is starting to crack
The valve is broken
I feel . . . angry
The glass expands
She comes forth
She comes to play
It's not fair!
It's just not fair!
It's all their fault!
I won't be pushed around anymore!
You will understand!
I'll make you understand my tears!
I will make you scream!
Wrath will hang his cloak in shame!
Tonight I am free!
I'll make it worth while it lasts!
Come to me!
IndistinctYou have not a voice, so that you can whisper.Indistinct3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then how will you your secret tell?
When you say nothing.
Because you cannot.
You have not color, for the daylight to see.
So how may I know of your secret, do tell me?
When there is now nothing to look upon.
Because the light won't let me.
You have not kindness in your inherited temper.
So how can you give away so much?
When all you have is love.
You are of so many riddles.
Who, you cannot manifest,
Though I know, you biggest riddle is empathy.
The Demon JerichoA Honchkrow and a Vespiquen flew threw a forest toward the south most end of the Coronet mountain range, somewhat southeast of route 221. The Honchkrow was wearing a cross and a metal band around his leg. The Vespiquen had an unlit cigarette and a cross like the Honchkrow. They zigzagged threw trees until they got to a clearing in the trees with a temple like church carved into the side. When they landed, a Alakazam with a golden cross and a Gardevoir with a silver cross. Another Gardevoir walked out with a wooden cross like the Honchkrow and the Vespiquen.The Demon Jericho5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Honchkrow smiled, "Father Joshua!"
The Alakazam walked up to the Honchkrow, "Matthew, I'm glad you came, and Elizabeth, It is always a joy to see you."
"Can I take this off yet?" Elizabeth said pulling on the cross on her neck.
"You can't take it off, we are on holy ground." said the Gardevoir with the silver cross.
"Katherine, you of all people should know to treat guests." The other Gardevoir behind her said. She took her cros
Beanstalk Chapter 13: CloudburstBeanstalk Chapter 13: Cloudburst1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was no one else it could be, and he had to tell Tam. Camden sprinted like never before to get back home, leaving Chloe stunned in the dust he kicked up as he ran. She might have shouted something at him, perhaps something concerned and angry, but she didn’t follow him.
His legs, lungs, and sides were all burning by the time he reached his house, but he didn’t slow down and almost collided with the tree as he careened around his house. It was already starting to grow when he crawled in and up, almost like it sensed his urgency. Once he could see outside he climbed down, overcoming the fear of jumping from the branches. Eventually he entered a world of fog, cautiously he hung from the branch he was on and felt the ground.
It was hard to breath; it was like being under water, Camden never imagined fog this thick. However when he stood up on his tiptoes he found his head managed to rise above the thickest part, he could even see his destination. The door was
Viza's West Land RulesThe sun was high by the time the scarred blonde had risen from the den he had claimed, for it was not wise to wake a pride of lions whom may already dislike him earlier than was the normal for them. The sun's glare beat against the dry grounds, the cover of some foliage providing some much needed shade, but not enough. Compared to the North, this was desert like temperatures. The old king had been used to this once in his life, though exile had left him with a much thicker pelt and accustomed him to the more rigid temperatures of the mountains. With his exit, the glaring faces of the residents were ignored, though he could feel the gazes burning into his pelt, judging him quite obviously. They were not pleased with what they saw, that much was obvious. Who would be when a rather young leader was replaced with an old fossil such as himself?Viza's West Land Rules1 year ago in Settings More Like This
A single effortless leap was all it took to stand upon the flat platform atop the stone den. Moss climbed up the edges, coating some of the more sha
Twilight Reading TwilightTwilight Reads TwilightTwilight Reading Twilight5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Roy G. Biv
Proofread by LawnPygmy & KuriharaBarAndGrill
The mail pony's call echoed out from Twilight's library in the early morning... Right before a loud crash filled the air. Resting her hoof in her brow, Twilight just shook her head sadly as her horn began to glow. The book she had been reading becomes illuminated with the same magical light that surrounded her spiraled horn, and magically closes itself as the unicorn pony turns towards the main room. "Oh Derpy..." she muttered to herself. "What did you hit this time..."
Trotting into the main library, Twilight saw the blonde-maned pony had 'landed' in a chair, knocking it over in the process. Compared to some of Rainbow Dash's 'entrances', this arrival by the mail pony was quite tame.
The grey pony looked up, her one good eye focusing on Twilight as her other eye slowly started to turn away to look at the floor. Twilight suppressed a shudder and steeled herself. 'It's not her fault...' Twiligh
UnknowinglyUnknowinglyUnknowingly6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He sat among his friends
They speak among themselves
He is silent and ignored
Only spoken to in mockery
He laughs as if he's fine
But beneath his skin he's
By the razor's
eudaimoniaThe last time I saw Jake was the night he picked a star out of the sky for me. I know that sounds like an impossible cliché. But he did it, I saw him. He reached into the heavens, and the light gray material of his sleeve collected mist like a fresh cut collects blood, the rustle in the celestial leaves, and the whisper that the wind blows, and he pinched a stara beautiful little mixture of hydrogen and noble gasesbetween his wearied, calloused fingers. When he tugged it free from the infinite infrastructure of the ether, like a tomato from the vine, it squealed. And stardust fell to our shoulders like pulverized bones glittered with snow. I winced and brushed the calcium waste off of my shoulders. Jake let it sink into his mop of soft blond hair as he delightfully licked sidereal curiosities off his lips, his cheeks flushed with wonder. Nothing mattered to him or to that little star. I like that its adorably helpless voice still rings across the universe, bouncing offeudaimonia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thor: The OathTitle: The OathThor: The Oath4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Spoilers: for the Thor comic/Journey Into Mystery, issues #606 on, as well as for The Mighty Thor #1 onwards.
Summary: Loki has returned, in the form of a boy (it's hard to tell what age, but I'd guess 13 or so), and save for Thor, who wished for him back, no one is exactly thrilled about it. In fact, some would rather see him dead . Missing scene, explaining how Thor's friends came to swear an oath to keep Loki safe.
Genres/Themes: Hurt/Comfort (Loki as the hurt-ee), Brotherhood (Loki/Thor), Character Study (mostly Loki, and Thor, and a little bit of Sif), Angst, Missing Scenes. WARNING: includes a brutal beating (not too graphic, but still) of a child.
Length: a little over 4250 words / about 12 pages
Disclaimer: This version of Thor, Loki, The Warriors Three (Fandral, Volstagg, Hogun), Sif, Jane Foster, and Eric Solvang © Marvel Entertainment. I'm just borrowi