As The City BurnsThe world is stuck in autumn.As The City Burns4 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
How to Own Your WolfabooThere is nothing wrong with wanting to protect an animal, namely one that you love, but please do not spread lies about it.How to Own Your Wolfaboo3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Statement #1: Wolves have never attacked people before.
Truth: Has teeth, will bite! You cannot exclude captive wolves from this sort of statement. Any predatory animal can and will bite under the circumstances. There is plenty of documentation that shows wolves have indeed been known to attack humans, including the natives. This is, of course, taking into account rabid, healthy, provoked and unprovoked wolves. But the main focal point being that wolves HAVE attacked people before. One of the most famous pieces of literature documenting wolf attacks is Wolves in Russia by Will N. Graves and Valerius Geist.
Statement #2: Ok, but there has never been a documented case of a healthy wolf killing a human in North America.
Truth: There are in fact two that recently happened over the past 6 years, Candice Berner and Kenton Carn
So, you've decided to buy something from an artistSo, you've decided to buy something from an artistSo, you've decided to buy something from an artist3 days ago in Editorial More Like This
Originally published on my Tumblr. Be sure to also read the related post, So, you've decided to talk to an artist.
I don’t consider myself an artist, but most of my friends are, and I’m married to one. Over the years, I’ve seen a lot of behavior that ranges from awkward to outright unacceptable. Here are some dos and don’ts to ensure that your experience with an artist is a good one for both parties. This is based on things I’ve seen myself, and from stories told to me by artists.
Don’t ask why a piece of art “costs that much”. A piece of art is not the end product of just the time and materials to create a piece. It is a result and sum total of the ar
Percabeth. "C'mere. I want to show you something." Percy said. He grabbed his beautiful blond haired girlfriend's hand, pulling her away from some The war was still raging on all around them. The entire thing was burdened by both Percy and Annabeth and it was hard to direct a large number of Demigods to victory. Percy directed them to the fifth floor and he put his hand on the wall. A door opened up next to his hand. Percy had brought her to a little terrace that had a view of a garden. Beautiful sprouting roses, daffodils and many others. Percy felt and heard a soft gasp emerge from Annabeth. He smiled at that. He loved the way Annabeth gasps. Its quiet and soft. Its perfect. "Percy, How did you find this room? I've checked everywhere for a secret room in this hotel and couldn't find any! And the view!" Annabeth leaned over the side and gazed over at the garden. The vicinity was untouched. from the hands of war. Clean of the threat.Percabeth.11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
"Percy..." Annabeth was at a
if i could.1.if i could.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i’ll be honest with you;
there is a certain authority to being
somebody said once that writers struggle with reality
because we spend all of our time
constructing our own.
the truth is, life may be impermanent
but the details are not.
time has one direction
the past cannot be revisited
and history cannot be redone
with a red pen.
what happens, happens.
we are walking permanent records
that can never be expunged.
no matter how many orphans we pull from fires
no matter how many dying children we sing to
we still made our mother cry once
we still let our little brothers find us passed out
on the front porch when we were nineteen.
imagination is our primary retreat
because there, that boy does fall in love with us
and our first kiss is not spit on our chins
or misses landing on our nose
(maybe there are waves crashing in the background)
and we say everything right.
there, we have crafted a version of ourselves
that lives perfectly.
“if i could,” someon
While It BurnsWhy does a moth flyWhile It Burns2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Directly into the flame?
Perhaps its captivated
By the beauty to be found
In such pure recreation
It flies so surely
Into its own death
Because it believes
The flames of rebirth
Will allow it a second chance
And perhaps that this time...
It will appear a butterfly.
Perhaps this is the only thing
It can force itself to believe
While it burns.
Red: Chapter One (kankri x reader)(( this chapter will be from your prospective...ish...maybe...iunno what this prospective is called ))Red: Chapter One (kankri x reader)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You looked up from the, now done, dishes and at Kankri. It had been a few months since you came here and in that time you had gotten a crush on Kankri. A crush that you could never reveal of course. Kankri noticed you looking at him...AGAIN.
"Nothing..." You said answered before going up to your room that Kankri gave you to sleep in. You look at the calender you had put up that had Earth and Beforus time on it and noticed something that slipped your mind. It was (birthday date) which was your birthday, or "wiggling day" as Kankri and the other trolls called it.
You heard a knock on your door.
"Come in," You said.
Kankri came into your room carrying something behind his back. "I almost forgot what today was..." He said as he handed you a red paper covered box. "I was hoping you might like it..."
Curious, you unwrapped the box th
Werewolf!north italyXreader Just Like A FairytaleWerewolf!north italyXreader Just Like A Fairytale2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Three weeks before Halloween, Italy had disappeared. It's now one week before Halloween.
..Italy's Point of View..
I have been running for weeks on end, wishing that __ could be with me.
'She's so bella.' The small thought flashed across my mind as I looked behind me, seeing the crimson, inhuman glow of eyes flashing behind me.
My breathing was out of control along with my heartbeat. I don't ever remember running so fast in my entire life, or even feeling such a sense of fear. Running in what seems like circles in a maze, I could feel my face heating up, my eyes burning with tears, streaking down my cheeks.
'I have got to get out of here! Like I promised, Ve! I can't give up, and I can't let __ down and miss going to the Halloween dance with her.'
I reached for the Beretta 92 handgun that was in the pocket of the inside of my jacket, and tried to get a shot at the beast. It only got more determined to reach me. The creature lunged, making contact, but giving me a chance to shoot it poi
To ConsecrateWhen you first met me,To Consecrate6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All you could see was a snow white glove
jutting up from the filth I let them bury me in,
digits half curled
wrist arced and carpels tangled
as if I had once strained
to reach up for something more,
but had long since given up...
Your fingertips were my Autumn
as I walked backwards through Winter-
A sleepwalking shadow
spurred on only by sound of a melodic voice
and the faint whispers
of a promise
that I was worth more than ash and dust;
It's been two years since you first coaxed me up from the mire.
I opened my eyes into a hurricane,
reached out to grasp at the hem of your dress
only to come up short
when I found
I was still chest-deep in the mud;
You slipped away between the raindrops,
Leaving me with one last promise:
You can do this."
I put my hands to the ground,
pushed with everything I was-
Pushed till my ribs cracked,
my tendons tore,
till my arms snapped like rotten limbs
and I bled out from my eyes.
But I pushed.
The next time you saw
Demissie and Usiku's Cub Birth RPUsiku groaned as waddled towards a small wooded area that was near the Westland/Southland border. She paused as a sharp pain raced down her body starting at her belly and moving all the way down her spine down to the tip of her tail. She whimpered as she took a few deep breaths before starting to move again. She had picked out this spot days ago knowing that she wanted to be away from the other Westlanders when she gave birth and also she wanted to be close to the first home she had ever known, the southlands. When she finally made it to her little spot she eased herself down onto the ground and sighed. She hoped Demissie would get to the spot soon because she didn’t think the cubs would wait all that much longer to be welcomed into the world.Demissie and Usiku's Cub Birth RP9 months ago in Settings More Like This
Usiku was lying in the shade panting and flinching when the pains grew closer together. She really hoped Demissie or someone would get there soon. She was a bit scared to do this whole… ‘bring new life into the world’ thi
Gamzee x reader (title that I can't think up)Gamzee x ReaderGamzee x reader (title that I can't think up)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Today was going to be simply amazing... Well you hoped. Today you were going out with one of your best friends, Gamzee! You thought of this day as a friend get together instead of something like a date.... You smiled. Getting out of bed and putting a top and leggings on. You quickly rushed downstairs and made yourself breakfast, for today you were going to the an a amusement park! You poured some coffee in a glass and made yourself some eggs and bacon, you sat on the couch and turned on the T.v watching (insert favorite T.v show) and started to eat.
After finishing your breakfast and the episode of (f/s) you picked up the phone and decided to call Gamzee to tell him to pick you up. "Sup, Motherfucker?" you smiled "Hey, Gamzee when are ya gonna pick me up?", "Uh I'll be right there..."
"Are you dressed?~"
You sighed and nodde
Write What You Know: A GuideWrite What You Know: A Guide3 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
Luna's Excellent Adventure"Biomass to biomass! Hoof to hoof! Magics of the ancients, show me the path, I command you!"Luna's Excellent Adventure3 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'
Sollux X reader pt1Bi color shoes that's the first thing you noticed, your eyes looked up to the troll leaning over you. He had bi colored glasses and over bite and dual horns. What really caught your eyes was the symbol hanging from a small thread. A familar symbol it was in one of Old Mag's books.Sollux X reader pt11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'God what did it mean?!' You mentally screeched, before being pulled from the thoughts by clicks and grunts.
You stared up confused, he rolled his eyes behind the glasses and let out a sigh.
"I thaid what ith a human, much leth a female human doing out here?" his lisp wanted to make you giggle but the coldness that had frozzen your body made it difficult to do much of anything.
"W-wait..your not going to..." you trailed off a slight relief flooding through you before it was stolen by a devious smirk.
"Well i didn't thay that...do you know what happenth to girl humanth if we find them." He knelt down grasping your chin with two fingers forcing you to look up at him.
"We eat them." his smirk widened before he c
The Cat Return base fan fic ( Reader x Hetalia)The Cat Return base fan fic ( Reader x Hetalia)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hey it the Awesome Hellee V here, Well I am starting a new reader inserted series based on the studio ghibli "The Cat Return" It will be a little different I hope you will enjoy this: D, I really wanted to do the wizard of oz someone already did one it was awesome I wanted to do something different maybe I did a wiz later
"If you're find you self-troubled
By something mysterious or a
Problem that hard to solve
There's a place you can go
Where you always find help
You just need to look for it "
-Baron "The Cat Return"
At the moment you where cozy up in your warm bed, a beeping appear you groaned moving your pillow over your head block the sound of your alarm clock beep.
Sleeping for about 10 more minute you realize today was Monday, a school day you hopped out of bed
"Aren't you up yet?" your mother called from the hall.
"I' m up I'm up…. Oh no not again" you rushed getting your clothes head to the bathroom to get dress. After getting dress in your uniformed this consisted
Homestuck X reader You sighed in sheer aggitation, you'd been stuck in these godfosaken trees for over a week now! Why? The hunting party of trolls wouldn't move on, even though you warned your caravan to travel to the other side of the river something made you doubt they took heed to it at all. Seriously though as one of the most prized scouts you'd think a scrap of reputation was in that. It used to hold some remark at least before that bumbling idiot named himself the leader of your makeshift family.Homestuck X reader1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Old Mag as she was called was the leader to take you in after a troll raid destroyed your life. In the time you lived with them, she took it upon herself to teach you to scout, hunt and wrap your wounds. When it came to scouting and traking you stood above others on the ranks. On
PoemsThe Little ThingsPoems3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A touch on the arm
One look into your beautiful, blue-green eyes
All I have
I keep in my mind
Replaying over and over
My playlist of you
Of all the little things
The only ones I have
For what good
Is money or possessions
When the one you love
Will never be yours?
When you have to imagine
How it would feel
For your lips to meet?
I'd never tell you
How much I love to hear you speak
How many times I've listened to you
Watched you from across the room
Or how many times I've feared
That you'd realize it
And you can never find out
That my eyes have never seen someone
The way they see you
That my heart has never soared so high
As it did when you touched me
Or that each second I realize more and more
I Should Tell You
And over in my mind
Do you notice how I look at you?
Do you care?
Beautiful, beautiful wisdom drips from your every word
Craving your approval every second
Sollux X reader pt2Pace...pace...pace...pace...Sollux X reader pt21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bro quit pacing you going to make me dizzy." The voice of Strider sounded next to you.
"Sorry." You mumbled, slowing down but not stopping.
That troll's voice rang clearly in your ears, and guilt kept churning in you stomach. He did save you more or less and you did betray him. A memory flashed behind you eyes, blood spilled on everything. It made swirled designs as it crept across the wooden floors, staining everything. The guilt dissipated in mere seconds, an animalistic growl slipped between your lips. Dave simply watched you slightly cautiously, he'd seen you go a little beserk before so it was good to be a little stand offish when that happened.
"_______!" Johns voice had you turning with a sigh.
"Yea, what?" A delicate eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"The troll! He is almost tipping the caravan. He won't stop yelling and growling at everyone. He almost got the keys to get out!" He had a scared glint in his eyes.
Your eyes widened before running to the c
Once upon a time Dave x Reader Once upon a time.Once upon a time Dave x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Who starts a story with that anymore? Well I guess your story did happen once upon a time. You see it all started with a brave young knight named Dave.
Your name is Lady (Name). You’re a lady in the court of King White the same court as the Knight Dave. Every day you’d stand on your balcony, which over looked the courtyard and watched as Dave practiced his sword fighting. Every afternoon you’d ride through the forest and catch a glimpse of him riding ahead of you. All you really wanted was to say hello but you were just too shy. Not to mention that every lady in the court was in love with the knight. You had no chance what so ever to win him over.
One afternoon while sitting in the garden your friend Jade came up and sat down beside you. “(Name) how was your ride?” She asked. “Oh, it went well” you said staring off into space. “Did you see Dave again?” She asked even though she already knew the answer.
Gamzee x ReaderYour that new kid.You hated to be that new kid but..you were. You always knew what to say at your school.But this was highschool.HIGHSCHOOL.While you were lost in your thought you bumped into someone. " Oops sorry i was-" You said but stopped. Then you noticed you were eye to eye which seemed to by the most hottest guy you ever met. " ItS oK tHaT hApPeNs To Me AlL tHe TiMe" He said with a goofy smile. " mY nAmE iS gAmZeE mAkArA" He said. " Oh my name is _____ and i dont know if you heard but im the new girl here" You sighed. " Ok ThEn IlL sHoW YoU aRoUnd " He said cheerfully.Your cheeks went full blast mode.Gamzee grabbed your hand and showed you around. " ThIs Is KaRbRo" He said as he pointed to a guy screaming his head off at a girl. " YOU FUCKING FUCKASS STOP LICKING CHALK"He screamed at the top of his lungs. " OH COM3 ON K4RK4RL35 5TOP B31NG 4 M34N13" the girl laughed." GOD YOUR SO HARD TO TALK TO TEREZI" He facepalmed.Karkat looked up at you. " HEY GAMZEE WHOS THE NEW GGamzee x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
[HS] Eridan x Reader [Tides of Hope] Part 1[HS] Eridan x Reader [Tides of Hope] Part 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
It's only been a week, but you still feel conflicted at your loss of socialism. You can't really find yourself to talk to anyone besides Harika. It's strange A part of it may be because around here, everyone's blood color was different from yours and Harika's. Her's was a light purple, and yours was a light orange. But from what you could see, you could only see a few. There were probably more rarer bloods out there, but from what you studied in Alternian history books, the highest blood color you saw was a cobalt. It seems like the Trolls here have darker bloods than where you come from.
The Blessed Duchess calls you the Pastel Bloods and the Alternia Trolls Saturated Bloods. You didn't understand why until you came here. You felt so out of place, no wonder you didn't want to talk to any other Trolls. Every day, you visited the place called "The Gateway Hall" to see if you ever mustered up any courage to talk to anyone. You didn't.
"Fuck, this is harder t
Hurricane GamzeeXReader Part 1 [SHORT!]You sat with gamzee, holding his hand. Karkat was giving orders to move to higher elevation, which of the case was the emergency room they had for these kind of problems."OK. BEFORE ANYONE STARTS TO FLIP THEIR S***, WE BETTER GO NOW." Karkat said, only making you hold gamzee's hand tighter. Gamzee was getting up as you got up too."Gamzee, if anything happens," You said, kissing him on the cheek,"I want you to know that I love you." You said."I MoThEr F***iNg LoVe YoU tOo SiS." Gamzee said, as he pulled you into a hug.Hurricane GamzeeXReader Part 1 [SHORT!]1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
TIME SKIP TO EVACUATION PLAN!
You tried to look for gamzee, but at last, you could not find him. as you walked, the rain got harder. You were never a good swimmer, which was a bad thing. You started to lag behind. You tried to call for the rest of them, but the stupid rain didn't let them hear you pleas. Your foot soon got stuck in a vine of some sort, which made you flip your s***. You tugged and tugged but you couldn't get free. you were soon pulled under
painkiller.you show me a bottle of advil. you say to me, “if i swallow all these pain pills at once, do you think i’ll finally stop hurting?”painkiller.7 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
“you shouldn’t joke about that,” i say.
in retrospect, i should have been grateful.
it was the only joke you’d ever told where i wasn’t the punchline.
i’d like to write your name in a bathroom stall. i’d like to come back every day, checking for tears in sharpie’d letters. for a “he’s such a scumbag.” for a “you’re not alone.”
i guess i want to think that you’re a criminal mastermind. i want to think that you’re a serial heartbreaker. i want to think out there, somewhere, is somebody else like me, who you’ve hurt.
(i know you’re none of those things. i know that you’re just a boy – and, really.
that's the saddest part of all.)
i taught you how to stargaze, and how to uncross your arms and let people in