[Halloween] Vampire!Reader x Prussia: Artefact[Halloween] Vampire!Reader x Prussia: Artefact3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was sitting on the sofa drinking some red wine. My wonderful black dress matched my dark room.
"Oh, dear wine, how marvelous you are." Looking at the glass with admiration, I took a sip and looked at it again while gently shaking it.
"You're so red, like my prey's blood" I cynically chuckled and added. "You're so tasty, like my victim's neck."
I giggled and took another sip. "I wonder who will be this Halloween."
I closed my eyes for a little and opened them again. My precious red eyes looked around my dark room. I looked throught the window and smiled at the moon. "The moonlight it's so sad tonight."
I kept taking sips of my wine as I admired its colour and its shine. "You should be considered an artefact."
I spent some minutes alone describing the wonderful drink I had on my hands. All my thoughts and memories were interrupted when someone knocked at the door. I looked at the door and dropped the glass on the floor, making it to break.
"Miss Van Hellock?"
"Who dares to b
CreepyPasta - Te veoCreepyPasta - Te veo2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vailly Evans era una joven de 15 años, responsable, estudiosa, y agradable con los demás. Una chica con ganas de vivir una vida larga y con muchos sueños que cumplir. Era muy hermosa, tenía un pelo oscuro muy largo y ondulado que le llegaba por toda la espalda y una piel blanca de porcelana…pero lo que más llamaba la atención en su aspecto eran sus ojos. Tenía heterocromía, y sus ojos eran cada uno de distinto color. Su ojo derecho era de un marrón muy oscuro, casi negro, mientras que el izquierdo era de un azul muy claro, este cuando era de día y el sol le daba en la cara parecía diamante. Todos las personas que la conocían por primera vez les era inevitable quedarse sorprendidos o embobados por tales ojos.
Como cada día, Vailly se despertó con ganas de empezar un nuevo día. Se puso su uniforme escolar, desayunó sus tostadas con mermelada con
Writer's Block?Having a bit of writer's block? Well... May I introduce you to a site designed to give you a plot and get you thinking?Writer's Block?3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I've found it very useful. I usually start writing what the plot generator has given me, and it get's me thinking about the book I'm trying to finish at the moment. I find it very useful.
If you don't like the plot given to you, or you can't work off of it, it's simple to just refresh the scenario. It works terrific!
It's free, by the way, and the site is a safe one. You can use this to generate plots for a contest, or just a short story to get you out of a rut! I love it so, and I just wanted to share it.
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
DA:If Fenris Were In OriginsDA:If Fenris Were In Origins4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: If Fenris Were In Origins... (Party Banter)
Game: Dragon Age: Origins/Dragon Age 2
Characters: Fenris, Leliana, Alistair, Sten, Morrigan, Zevran
Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all things related belong to Bioware.
Author's Note: This is some party banter I believe would have occured if Fenris had been in Dragon Age: Origins. There are some minor spoilers for both games, since the dialogue is inspired by actual dialogue/events.
__ Leliana and Fenris __
Leliana: You are very pretty, you know.
Fenris: I am very pretty.
Leliana: You would be quite the commodity in Orlais. There, the noblemen and noblewomen would lavish you with gifts in envy of your beauty.
Fenris: Should that make me happy?
Leliana: It should!
Fenris: It doesn't.
Leliana: You should smile, Fenris. I bet you have a wonderful smile!
Fenris: Is there something to smile about?
Leliana: Well not at the m
Your WordsYour Words3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Go right ahead, sir.
Keep stabbing at me.
Insult me with your words,
Your harsh, spiteful words,
Because I don't care anymore;
I'm too numb from all the agony
To even feel pain anymore.
Your ruthless insults,
Each like an individual knife,
Each opening up another wound,
Each slitting open another vien,
Each causing another river of blood,
Each slowly crumbling me to pieces,
Because it's not as if, initially,
I was normally the most confident person.
Why do I believe your name-calling?
Why is part of my mind soaking this all in,
And convincing myself that these are facts?
Tell me, sir, am I really stupid?
Do I seriously look like a clown?
If I went and left this world forever,
Because of your heartlessness,
Would you truthfully be the one laughing?
Excuse me, sir,
But could you please clarify,
Enlighten me with your reasoning,
For gradually ripping me to shreds,
When you can spot the hurt in my eyes,
When you can recognize how I lower my head
To hide these tears,
Every one shed represen
I Died Today I died today. It wasn't exactly the most ordinary of deaths; though I guess it also wasn't the most extraordinary, either. I was simply walking along, minding my own business, when I slipped in a puddle of water.I Died Today5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
...and fell down a flight of stairs.
I wish the janitor had put up a "wet floor sign." I guess I can understand why he didn't, though. Maybe he couldn't find the sign. Or, maybe he didn't even know that the puddle was there. Or he could have just been lazy. Well, either way, I am now dead. Thanks for that.
I feel bad for the sixth grader who found me. He was just walking along, minding his own business just like I was, probably late for class and taking a shortcut or something.
...when he found a highschool girl at the bottom of the stairs, bleeding from quite a severe head wound.
He freaked out and called the paramedics, and I was whisked off to the hospital. It all seemed unnecessary though, because it was pretty obvious
Unable to move (Poem)It's been so long nowUnable to move (Poem)4 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Am I still alive?
Mortality has never been so longed before
Never shall I let you go as you rest in my arms
Only one last time, I'd like to see your smile again
The crimson moon rises again over the unforgiving sky
Hasn't it become more difficult to move?
In the halls, I'd loved to dance around again
Nothing more than impossible wishes
Grieving no one shall
Many times I've hoped to die with you soon
Only to find out that I'm imprisoned in my shell
Remembering those loving times we've had
Ever since you stopped moving, everything has been like frozen in time
Thorned roses grows inside my rusting heart
How did we come to this?
A neverending curse
Never to live, never to die
Anyone, save us from what's seperating us
Pieces of my face are falling off
Unable to ever move again
Petals from thousands of roses are surrounding us
Put me to eternal sleep
Every day I'm silently calling out in a soundless call
To finally rest in peace
Love at First SightLove at First Sight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The smallest look in your direction,
And I knew you were the one.
The way my heart stopped when my eyes met yours,
How I speechlessly gazed at you,
When I couldn't even blink an eye,
In fear of you disappearing
In that one second,
Becoming a figment of my imagination.
The sparks between us flew instantly,
And I knew it all pointed to love.
I was a victim of Cupid and his toxic arrows.
You were the one,
My angel sent from above,
My prince coming to save me on his steed,
My sould mate who would stand by me everyday,
My other half who would love everything that I am,
The keeper of my chipped heart,
Who would make it whole once again.
Filled with every shade of green,
Like a beautiful, peaceful forest,
And flecks of gold,
Oh- so- gorgeous,
They mesmerized me.
The color of the darkest night sky,
Mysteriously covering your face,
As if attempting to hide in the shadows,
Tempting me to uncover what secrets were hidden deep inside.
It was like not
Devil May Cry Game IdeasNow here's some things I've thought throughout my entire fandom of this series. I've thought about different kinds of Devil May Cry games that Capcom should make. Here they are.Devil May Cry Game Ideas2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. Devil May Cry Origins of Sparda
I had this thought one day. What if there was an entire game focused on Sparda? Here's how it goes. You play as Sparda as you fight hundreds of demons in an attempt to lock away Temen-Ni-Gru and Mundus. I thought, what if you fought through all the bosses in Devil May Cry 3, the Seven Sins, and then the final boss is Mundus? Also maybe you get some help from Sparda's apprentices from the anime.
2. A fighting game like Soul Caliber
What if there was a fighting spin-off where you get to select a DMC character and fight against other characters? Imagine how cool that would be? I mean come on. Capcom is the master of fighting games(Darkstalkers, Street Fighter, etc.).
3. Devil May Cry 5
This is probably the one every fan wants. Well here's my version. Dante is trapped in Hell afte
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:Whispering to Lucifer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world
Boys and GirlsI like boys.Boys and Girls1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.
I’m not ‘confused’.
I’m not a ‘whore’.
I’m just ‘bisexual’,
I know that for sure.
It does exist.
It is for real.
It’s not a lie or a cloak,
It’s just how I feel.
I’ve kissed girls.
I’ve kissed boys.
Some were serious,
Some were toys.
Boys are hot.
Girls are too.
Tell me it’s a ‘phase’,
And I’ll punch you.
I like boys.
I like girls.
I like diamonds,
I like pearls.
Eleven Eyes Pt.2Entering the lower floor of the ship, Kill gave an annoyed sigh, judging the brat and his master as rich fools as she should’ve steal their tablets, taken all of their money and ran with it.Eleven Eyes Pt.22 years ago in Settings More Like This
“But it’s not the way of the requisitor.”
Said a calm and familiar voice that rang in her head. The memory left her lightheaded as she held her forehead with the hand with its missing fingers. Simply going on about her business, hoping this memory rested peacefully with its bearer as she sighs once more. Quickly walking over to the many bums and straddlers that obviously didn't even bought their tickets to get on this ship. Most of them were wretched on sins such as gambling and alcohol as they went simply wild at it.
Kill decided to ignore it, quickly entering the room she had been assigned to. Showing the ticket, she quickly looked back on the lowlifes that would be sleeping on the hallway tonight as she quickly got in.
door closing behind her, she was quickly met with her
The CliqueThe Clique9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The social safety net
A cosy clump of characters
All have their place, their role to play
Thank you very much
The isolating force
Exclusive membership only
All places filled, all roles covered
Thank you very much
A place where you belong
Safe, secure and sanctified
All feel included, all valued
Thank you very much
The most dangerous weapon around
No intruders welcome
No tag-alongs, no wannabes
Thank you very much
Friendship groups sub-divide
The cream of the crops are all allied
And what becomes of former friends
Who cannot meet these select trends?
But come to feel ill at ease
When treated like some foul disease
If they stop to say hello
To the people who they think they know
'Tis every human's nature to long
For a place where they can belong
But all too soon it goes too far
Tell me, who do you think you are?
You think you're somehow better than those
Whose friendship, long ago, you chose
Now, it seems, you have no ti
OC Profile.Characteristics|:.OC Profile1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name of Character: Evelyn
Nickname: Eve, Evie
Race: Vampire/ Human
how old they appear: 19
Eye Colour: Green
Glasses or contacts? Neither
Hair colour length and style: Crimson red with black streaks, bottom of the ribs, always in low side ponytails
Weight and height: 56kg .. 5 foot 3 inches
Type of body (build): toned
Skin tone and type: A little tan and dry in places
Shape of face: Oblong
Distinguishing marks (dimples, moles, scars, birthmarks, etc.): Cheek dimples and 3 scars on her left thigh from car accident
Is she healthy? Physically Yes
why are they healthy? Karate
Do they look healthy? Why/why not? Yes
Character’s favourite colour: Lilac
Least favourite, why? Black colour of her late fiancé’s car
Least favourite music, why? Rap, too many words
Expletives (curse): Shit
Mode of transport: Harley
Hobbies: Karate, Guitar, Singing
BigDamnTable 80 - Why?BigDamnTable 80 - Why?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Seika scrambled to her feet and stared after the vanishing car. Her knees and palms hurt from the fall. For a few moments, she felt numb, and kept staring even after the car was not visible anymore. Her mind tried to comprehend what just had happened.
Then, a sob surfaced from her chest.
Behind her, Miho approached, confused and frightened.
„Seika? What’s the matter?“
But the older girl seemd not to see, hear, or feel her, for Miho had tugged lightly at her skirt.
The first tear rolled down Seika’s cheek, and with a scream she wheeled and ran. Ran fort he chapel that belonged to the orphanage. Inside, she threw herself to the ground in front of the cross that hung at the back wall.
„Why?!“, she wailed. „Why did they take Seiya?! Whyyy?!“
There came no answer. Eventually, she calmed down. Her eyes fell on a statue of the virgin Mary. Her expression with which she looked down on her baby in her arms
The DarknessLet me be your faded silouhette in a celluoid memoryThe Darkness8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll take you back
The friction between the earth and the universe.
Taste the gravity from the blackholes.
Let me consume you.
I am here now, in the constant twilight.
Time ebbs away as all things do,
into the long night.
Let me be your darkness,
My ray of shining hope.
I can see you in me
In the night sky.
A point of no return.
Shine through me.
My morning star.
The rambling collections of death and life prt 1You fool! You fool! Shouting at the skies. You poor wretch. Weeping for what might come to be. What will come to be.The rambling collections of death and life prt 13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You fight it off with fire and fang. Steel and claw. The cornered beast. Feral and proud. The trap is set for you my friend. Let us charge it down.
The Guilty jury hung the innocent man from trees of self rightous might
while birds and bees of paranoia and pride took flight into the bright black sky.
Funny little man. Are we playing hide and seek?
Giving away your hiding spot by standing up your stones.
Little man so sickly and tired, the game is done.
You cheated, I cant tag you so far under the stone taking your nap all alone
Sleeping durring the game. Get back up little man, its your turn.