introverted ghosts and silenceswinter-child,introverted ghosts and silences2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i would have called you peter
if you were kinder--
this crime is for the gods,
a paper trail,
an end to boys like joseph:
in the white light, we blossom
desert flowers, pipe-dreams
between now and regret.
Creepypasta OC TemplateName:Creepypasta OC Template5 months ago in Profiles More Like This
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StardustYour body is made of stardust.Stardust3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
How cool is that? Just
Think about it. Stardust.
Your body is a universe
With your heart as its sun,
And it has been pumping
To keep you alive
Since you begun –
A whole sun
Wants you here.
Your lungs are two galaxies;
Each an inhaling and exhaling
And they work their hardest
To keep you okay –
Two entire galaxies
Want you to stay.
Your blood cells are meteors,
Going as fast they can
To keep you safe and sound –
Millions of magnificent meteors
Want you around.
Our souls are night skies
And our flaws
Are constellations that
Make us who we are –
Making us each as unique
As each and every star.
Please, don’t become a supernova tonight.
a new feara new fear1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a stormy winter day and the trees have been blown of the leafs and were swaying in the wind as the sky was nothing but grey clouds blocking out any sunlight as a bitter cold wind blew strongly and wildly.
"milady I am affraid that I am going to have to take the long way around milady" said the couchman as he saw how badly the old bridge was swaying the wind "very well then after all you know the roads better than I do" Helen replyed as she stuck her head out the carrige window so the couchman could hear her "please milady get back into the carrige where you will be warm" he replyed and once Helen was back inside the carrige he then had the horses take the long way to the Crystal manner, the road was an old road full of stones and holes and went through some thick woodland that was a mile away from the Crystal manner "how much longer untill we return home?" Helen asked through a small window to the couchman "four hours milady but it may take longer if the weather gets worse milad
kiddnappedkiddnapped9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
It was a quite spring day and the sky was cloudy with grey clouds and the air was bitterly cold.
Ciel was in study going over some paperwork as Sebastian came in with a tray with some light refreshments "my lord I couldnt help but notice that you have been working in your study more than normal my lord" Sebastian said as he poured Ciel a cup of earl grey tea "I just have a lot on my mind" Ciel said softly as looked out of the window to watch Helen reading in the rose garden "I see my lord your worried about lady Helen after what happened to her ... perhapes it might help if we leave london for a couple of days as it may help lady Helen to talk to either of us about it my lord" Sebastian said as he saw a look of worry show in Ciel's eyes "that sounds like a good idea Sebastian" Ciel said as he took a sip of his cup of earl grey tea as Sebastian bowed before leaving Ciel's study.
later that day Ciel, Sebastian and Helen arrived at a contry market where there was lots of things for sell "
Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]They're just messing around in the study when Dick puts the stereo on, and starts tapping his feet to Cheap Trick. Stephanie hums along, Cassandra looks interested, and Tim raises his eyebrows. Bruce, and Mr. Permanently-attached-to-these-earphones-that-mercifully-block-out-most-of-your-garbage-Grayson that is, Damian ignore the music completely, but that's just predictable to the point of being boring.Come Into Me [Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Still, Dick is inordinately proud of the fact that he sticks to only whistling the next few songs, with maybe a little hip shake or two. When the last track on the playlist comes on, though, it's not so much a time for words as as it to give in to the music and just dance.
Steph and Cass are quick to join him, and Dick figures there are worse things in life than dancing with two pretty girls. Especially if one of them is enthusiastically singing the words along with him.
"Tt. You sound like a harpy, Brown." Dick doesn't need to turn to see Damian's glare, but Steph
BoM Universe/CPOC: Figments InfoGeneral Info:BoM Universe/CPOC: Figments Info4 days ago in Profiles More Like This
Figments are essentially new bodies for souls, typically souls of children who never made it passed infancy. These bodies are typically made out of the same materials for stuffed animals or ragdolls, and have the soul gem of the child inside of the body. Some Figments tend to find a Child and be with them through childhood, protecting them and helping them grow up, until the child is ready to move on, seeming to act like their imaginary friends.
-They are very childlike and innocent
-Stitchings at the joints, and also on their faces.
-The are very playful
-Their mental age changes depending on the size and form of the body they are in.
-Their eye color is the same as their Soul Gem's colors ((eg, Dream's eyes are light blue because of his Diamond Soul Gem, and MoJo's are Magenta because of her Alexandrite Soul Gem))
-Their skin is often a different hue or tint than regular skin depending on the fabric of felt used.
-They are very soft and squishable, and very hugg
The SphinxThe Sphinx's tail devoured the buzzing fly in a single mercurial snap. A decidedly unhalcyonic silence descended between man and beast. Oedipus did not dare move, lest he would disturb the ungodly sepulchre that the Sphinx's lair had become.The Sphinx5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well? What is your answer to my riddle?"
The body of the lion was strong and limber, the wings the wings of a bird of prey, but the woman Oedipus' gaze vacillated from marrow-cracked bone to broken skull, anywhere but her visage. His spear was useless against such a foe.
"Oh, do not think I do not know what you are thinking."
He saw the black, keen-edged, cat-ungulae sweep past, heard the rustle of feathers, of bones and rocks grinding under killer-paws.
"You are thinking 'What did she mean when she put such an emphasis on 'creature'?'"
He sensed she was behind him now, a penumbra at the edge of his vision, the shadow of his death. His heart undulated a hundred times to each breath, it seemed, occluding every thought.
"It is not,
Pokemon OC Template Sheet --Blank--//Introduction\\Pokemon OC Template Sheet --Blank--3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning of Name:
Gender: (Simple Male or Female... or Trans or Alien.)
Nationality: Caucasian, Asian(Chinese, Japanese, etc.) German, etc. ...
Sexual Orientation: (Straight, Bi-sexual, Gay, Lesbian, Asexual... all that good stuff.)
Marital Status: (Single, Dating, Married, In-Relationship)
> Theme =
> Battle Theme =
> Sad Theme =
> Love Theme =
> Parody Theme =
Skin Tone: (Skin color... pretty basic.)
Hair Color: (Hair color. You can also be specific and describe the hair here if you'd like.
Body Type: (are they tall? Short? Thin? Average? Maybe a bit chubby or even honestly overweight?)
Height: ?'??" (???cm)
Weight: ???lbs (??kg)
Love Me Please chapter 10Love Me PleaseLove Me Please chapter 103 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young Justice
A/N: okay people only two or three chapters left making this the first fan fiction I have ever finished.
Chapter ten: Don't break
Wally West is brooding. There is no other name for it, maybe pouting. He had informed batman that Roy was probably statutorily raping Robin. The bat had promptly hung up on him. For the past five hours he has desperately been trying to get a hold of Dick to no avail.
Wally sighs and flops back on his bed at mount justice. M'gann is somewhere comforting Artemis. Superboy and Aqua lad he is not sure but at the moment he couldn't care less. Wally wants Dick. He wants to tell him everything. To tell him how sorry he is and how badly he wants to be with him. The speedster would get down on his knees and beg for everything to be right.
The day he went out with Dick he thought it was going to be okay. But Dick hadn't seemed right. Wally wishes he would have asked, but he was stupid and didn't. Wally groans and cl
Kuroshitsuji OC templateName:Kuroshitsuji OC template4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Favorite Time of Day:
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Love Me Please ch 3Love Me PleaseLove Me Please ch 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own young justice just an upcoming character who I assume you'll all want to kill
A/N: another chapter because this is hell of a dark thing and that is where I am at home. And remember kiddies the more review the faster I post updates.
Chapter Three: Hard to Fly
Dick never in his life found Acrobatics hard. Certain moves proved more difficult than others, yes, but never so hard he would become frustrated. Being a flying Grayson flying was natural and he had always been one of his favorite things.
But these days flying isn't easy. Dick's body feels weighted and his movements sluggish. When on the bars, the rings anything he finds himself failing more than flying on even the simplest moves. These are the thoughts that come to mind as his body makes contract with the mat.
A strangled sound of pain escapes his lips before the wind in knocked from him. The wonderful thing about landing flat on your back is that the pain tends to radiate up threw the body a
Hippogriff Amigurumi PatternBuckbeak the Hippogriff AmigurumiHippogriff Amigurumi Pattern3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Pattern by Bandotaku
You will need:
-F hook (main body), G hook (wings)
-Light gray yarn (head, wings, and upper body)
-Medium gray yarn (lower body and back legs)
-Dark gray yarn (front legs, beak, wing tips)
-Black yarn (hooves, tail)
-White or cream yarn OPTIONAL (for chest and upper-front-legs. It's m ore difficult to do, but it looks very pretty.)
-plastic safety eyes, approx. 12 mm. (felt or button eyes would also work)
Feel free to choose colors other than what I have directed. How about a brown hippogriff? A black one? Multi-colored?
Please make as many cute little hippogriffs as you'd like for you or your friends or sell them locally, but please do not sell them online.
The toe design I tweaked from this pattern http://sarselgurumi.blogspot.com/2011/05/toothless-amigurumi-pattern.html
The wings I borrowed from the same website, which was borrowed from a different source.
Because this is a free pattern, it has not been offici
Creepypasta The Fighters Blank Boss TemplateBio: (Brief summary of your Character's/OC's backstory/bio)Creepypasta The Fighters Blank Boss Template3 weeks ago in Profiles More Like This
Powers/Weapons: (What are their abilities and weapons they use in combat?)
(what are the normal attacks they use in combat?)
(what is the one move used (X-ray move/special battle combination..))
(What is their finishing moves/fatality moves to their opponent?)
Friendship: (What happens when friendship is established?)
Intro Pose: (How does your Character/OC enters the area?)
Winning Pose: (what does your Character/OC do if he winning?)
Victory Pose: (What does your Character/OC do after the battle?)
(What does your Character/OC say after victory/during battle?)
Defeat Pose: (What Your Character/OC Says When You Defeat Them?)
Ending: (This you get if you lose to That Character/OC Boss and don't select continue?)
How to Become A Slender Proxy(Disclaimer Note: the Slender Man and his proxies are a work of fiction.How to Become A Slender Proxy3 months ago in Settings More Like This
Please, do not take this seriously.)
~ WARNING: IF YOU STILL RETAIN SOME OF YOUR SANITY, DO NOT
TAKE PART IN THIS RITUAL. IF YOU ARE WILLING TO ACCEPT THE
RESULTS OF THIS RITUAL, PLEASE CONTINUE. THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE TO QUIT. ~
Define Proxy: a servant and/or helper to the mythical creature, the Slender Man. Proxies are said to be the Slender Man's only human connection to the outside world. A Proxy's duty varies depending on what tasks their Master assigns to them. A few examples are: maintaining order in the Slender Woods, translating their Master's thoughts and speech to others, even going as far as 'taking care of' those who are in their Master's way. Whatever the Slender Man wants, it is the Proxy's job to make sure it happens, cleanly or not. It is assumed by many that the Slender Man sees its Proxies as simply nothing more than personal
Humans Are Like RagdollsMaybe humans are like ragdolls.Humans Are Like Ragdolls3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some of us are manufactured,
With stitches that are a bit off.
And we get put back on the shelf.
While others are made perfectly,
Included with bows and pretty dresses.
But eventually we all get loose strings,
And we become such tattered, worn out things.
We all eventually pull at these loose ends
Until we all unravel.
And some can be sewn back together,
While others are broken forever.
Blue WaterShe crossed swiming the ocean of my feelingsBlue Water3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She struggled against the current of my emotions
Then she stopped when was away from the beach
From there, she only could see the lights of this strange land
The obscure continent of my affection
Finally relaxed, she allowed herself float back to her island
Creepypasta Cliches and common mistakesHello, fellow Creepypasta writers and artists. With this little literature submission I would like to talk about the many mistakes you can do in a creepypasta. Mistakes and clichés that annoy me personally and make the pasta unoriginal and boring to read and you want to send a shiver down your victim's backs, correct?Creepypasta Cliches and common mistakes3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The original submission was made to http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Creepy_Cliches
But I decided to upload a copy to DeviantART since a lot of people here write creepypasta as well and I only want to be an aid.
Anyway, I will now begin with what are generally considered to be overused clichés. That doesn't mean to avoid them at all costs; in fact, some of these are overused because they are highly usable. But if the story you're planning on writing incorporates many of these, that should be a warning sign, as they tend to bring the reader out of the story, and will more than likely interfere with their suspension of disbelief.
- The true
Black Butler: Mz. Hyde and CompanyBlack Butler: Mz. Hyde and Company4 months ago in Drama More Like This
Voices filled the air as the cool autumn breeze whispered through the trees that surrounded the veranda. Laughter and the light sound of wine glasses clinking in cheers made the uneasiness in my stomach shift to something unsettling. The coldness that flowed into my veins settled in quickly as I felt my inner she-demon lick her lips in anticipation. The rifle I was holding felt comfortable in my hands as I lifted it to look through the scope to get a better to look; hoping to spot my victim among the merriment that happened to be beneath the tree that I was perched in. Looking around I couldn't see him, the boy with the pale white skin and the eye patch that covered one of his supposed "missing" eyes. I felt my trigger finger twitch with impatience, but I held the urge as best as I could. A rule to being an assassin is to never make a noise before one has the chance to strike. However, it felt like this boy would never show up seeing as it's bee
My Little Amnesia: Part 1DripMy Little Amnesia: Part 13 years ago in Horror More Like This
The sound of water falling to the ground echoed throughout the small, cold room. Twilight Sparkle's eyes slowly slid open, as she finally regained conciousness. A few moans escaped her weary lips and she forced her tired head up off the ground. "Wha-....Where am I?" She muttered quietly to herself, as her eyes began to focus, and she got a better view of her surroundings. She was in a small room, made mostly of what seemed to be rocks, and other hard material. It seemed like a prison, the only furniture in the room consisting of a wooden bed-frame, and a small wooden table sitting cozily in the opposing corner. Ontop of the table, was some kind of record player, none like any other Twilight had seen in her time. After a few moments of her examining the room, she attempted to stand, but her knees bucked underneath her, causing her to fall back onto her rear. "Uhnf.." She placed a shakey hand on her head, attempting to ease her throbbing headache. What was going on?
BoM Universe/CPOC: Laws of MagicLaws of Magic:BoM Universe/CPOC: Laws of Magic4 days ago in Profiles More Like This
1. Holy Magic, is not true magic. It is God's power magicians use.
2. Magic always has a source
3. Magic must have a way of being controlled and channeled. If not, it can either:
-Cause a different effect
-Inflict harm to the user
-Be performed but heavily weakened.
4. Magic must be bestowed, taught, or inherited upon the user. The user cannot learn it or obtain it on their own.
5. Magic has three categories, Divine, Neutral, and Dark/Black Magic. Demonic is its own category not associated with wizards, it is considered more deadly and more frowned upon than Dark/Black Magic. The appearance, effects, spells, elements, etc, are identified by these categories. Some belong in all three, like Fire, while some belong in only one category, like Light, or Darkness. Magicians are also classified by these categories.
How To Fan Fiction - A Guide - PlanningHow To Fan Fiction - A Guide - Planning1 month ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello, and welcome back to How to Fanfiction. Today were are going to cover one of the most vital stages of writing - planning.
"I don't know about you, Monty, but I've got a really good feeling about these ice-aircraft-carriers."
Dwight D. Eisenhower once said that 'plans are worthless, but planning is essential.' What he meant by this was that any planned operation could be expected to go wrong when being executed, but as long as you plan for these eventualities, you'll be pretty fine. Ike was talking about the battlefield and politics, of course, but his maxim can easily be applied to everyday life - you can't predict every event of the day, but you can prepare for the eventuality that something will go wrong.
The first step to writing a story is to work out the narrative. You might have heard of this if you did English class in school. There are many different ways to describe narr