BloodClanBlue eyes gleamed in the moonlit bushes. A strong, muscular cat leaped gracefully out of the bushes, her gray pelt turned silver. A lithe ginger tabby padded silently by her side. I am worried, Featherstar. What will RiverClan say? The large gray tabby looked down at the ginger tabby. You are right to be concerned Squirrelstream. But what can we do about it. We cannot turn back time and change our actions. All we can do is accept the consequences for our actions. Squirrelstream nodded, and once more the duo fell silent. After what seemed like nine lifetimes, the four massive oaks crept into Squirrelstreams line of vision. As if obeying an unspoken command, Squirrelstream and Featherstar quickened the pace from a gentle, easy walk to a trot, then to a run. Finally, ThunderClan burst into Fourtrees.BloodClan7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Featherstar leapt on top of the Great rock, and Squirrelstream went to search for her SkyClan friend, Twigheart. She spotted him sitting next to his deputy Raven
spiderleg lurves sorreltailI could feel my heart racing. Spiderleg just told me he loved me. I didn't know what to say.I already have a mate!spiderleg lurves sorreltail5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I-I-I don't know what to say..." I stuttered.
I could tell he was about to cry.
"D-Don't cry Spiderleg. I-I l-love you too." I confessed
His eyes got brighter but only for a heart beat.
"I was so scared that you would say that you only love Brackenfur." He worried
"To tell you the truth, we've been slipping apart for a while now. He said that he wanted kits,I still thought I was too young. I said no. And ever sense then we haven't really been mates." I told him.
"Then will you be my mate,Sorreltail?"Spiderleg asked me
"of corse! I love you so much!" I meowed
I decided to go hunting. I met Brackenfur on the way.
"Hi!" he greeted me warmly. Then his smile turned into a look of pure fear. "Why do you smell so strongly of Spiderleg?" He asked. I knew I had to tell him.
"I- well he- er... We're uh- mates now. I said yes because I know that you-"
"Just stop tal
PrussiaXReader: Home Sweet Home Away From Home 1PrussiaXReader: Home Sweet Home Away From Home 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was a Tuesday morning, just like any other. You arrived at school, and began talking to two of your best friends, Toni and Francis. Chattering away, you hadn't noticed Gilbert, your best friend and secret crush, come up behind you. He started to lean over your left shoulder, and simply rested his head there. Being sarcastic, you began petting his head. Something seemed different about him, something more innocent.
"Gil, what's wrong?"
"I'll tell you later okay?" he responded.
"Mi amigo, what is bothering you?" Toni chimed in.
"Oui, you do not seem like yourself today " Francis trailed off.
"Just later," Gil said obviously irritated and walked into the school.
After school, Gilbert, Toni, and Francis walked up to you. Gilbert still looked a little off from his normal self though.
"Hey guys!" you said waving and running up to them, "Wanna go grab some Monster and chillax in the park?"
They were all in agreement, so of course you would pay. After you got
Christmas Party Fun: Chapter 2Christmas Party Fun: Chapter 22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
America and his brother, Canada went shopping for things for the party. Yes there party was tonight. “Canada, do think you should get some root beer” America asked his brother. Canada looked at him
“Don’t be so loud, I’m right next to you” He said while grabbing some root beer cans. “I think we should get some wine for France” He added. America frowned. Canada rolled his eyes and walked on. Two hands stopped him. America hands where around his waist. America pulled him up to his chest.
“Come on Canada, don’t be so mean” he whispered in his ear. Canada looked at the floor then pulled out of his grip.
“Not now were in the store” Canada walks out of that part of the store and to the wine part. America frowned again.
England looked at his cloths and sighed. “These won’t do, I think I have to call Taiwan, She needs to make me some Christmas cloths” He said to himself. He
When I'm alone Part 1: EnglandxReaderWhen I'm alone Part 1: EnglandxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I'm Alone~ Chapter 1
"Are you serious? This is your second time here this month and it's not even half way through! Honestly, there is no way of getting to you!"
"Oh put a sock in it Arthur."
"No, I won't!"
"Why does it even matter?"
"Because, I'm not going to get a phone call someday telling me that you were hit by a car or something!"
"Please, nobody would call you about it."
"You know what I mean."
"No I really don't. Just fix it." I grumbled as I stuck out my leg straight in his general direction. He was so annoying, acting as if he really cared or something. He just hated patching me up every time I fell, it wasn't as if it really bothered him or something. That I was sure of.
I could hear him sigh as he shuffled around the room until I could feel his hands slide my stiletto off of my foot, his rough hands handling the injured foot ever so gently. It was strange to have a man with such hatred towards my actions still treat me with such kindness when ba
Sweet or SourThe crisp autumn air nipped at the noses of the children as they wandered throughout the spacious fields. Their hands aimlessly searched for the faultless lump of cabbage whose thriving carcass lay dormant within the rows of vegetation.Sweet or Sour2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A girl, no older than seventeen tugged at the edges of the rags she had draped about her shoulders in an attempt to warm her chilled flesh. Her vibrant ginger locks danced in a passing gust of wind - emerald irises veiled by a slip of fabric tied firmly about her thin face. She dug at a mound of dirt like a miner ravaging for coal.
"Evelyn. Evelyn," cried a motherly voice. Her hands beckoned toward her lone offspring, who stood detached from the hustle of eager children roaming the vast emptiness.
The birdlike cry was lost within the tumble of the wind, her call never reaching the ears of her daughter whom knelt within the field, her hands diligently cultivating the soil.
Wrapping her bony fingers around a billowing lump, Evelyn tugged with all her migh
Between Two States of Being"Look," you said.Between Two States of Being2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I saw
The gap between the worlds,
One above, and one
Below the clouds.
The separation is slender,
And even when I stand
At my highest point,
I can only ever hope
The slightest brush of water vapor.
Make the rain acidic
And then wonder why it burns them.
I have found a place higher
Than the tainted rain,
I cannot reach the sun.
When you stood at
That peak beside me,
As you closed your eyes
With such grace and faith;
I was almost startled
To see the ground rush up to meet you.
"The Earth is so beautiful from here."
For a moment,
I sought to be
As courageous as you were.
While I backed away from the edge,
That you were a misguided fool
To think you knew anything
Of the sky.
2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cussing [I will fix it if people complain about it that are the age of 13, I don’t want to read complaints from people who are over 13 because I myself knew almost a whole lot of cuss words when I was only 12… so I honestly don’t see the problem with that…];
Bisexuality[? Maybe, but no worries, the reader will end up with Emil/Iceland];
OCs [Original Characters! Dun steal please!];
Accidental OOC [Out Of Character];
Violet[OC] receiving shorty comments [? Maybe… I hope not…];
Rena[OC] gets chocolate…;
Le authoress being a lazy woman…
Reader is only depressed in the Prologue
[Bullet; Red]and le authoress will only put the credits in the first parts of series so don't expect continuous credits in the description for every chapter.. unless someone who owns this account isn't go
Playing Tricks (PrussiaxReader)Playing Tricks (PrussiaxReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
God… I hate the exams. Gilbert tried not to let out a stifled yawn as he began to lean his chair back. And I didn’t even study for them!
He turned his head to peer around himself for a moment, and then his shoulders sagged again as he hung his head. I’m not even sitting next to any smart students… can’t copy off of them…
And he hadn't had any sleep last night either, because he had been out at your house with some beer and wurst. Gil had come up with some brilliant idea to come over unexpectedly to have a slumber party, and somehow he had managed to drag you, the intellectual, logical, usually smart student, into having a late-night party the day before the exams. Great.
"It was a great idea. Who doesn't like slumber parties?" Gilbert sighed and propped his head on his hands, which caused the baggy sweatshirt he was wearing to scratch his face. "I don't even know why I had to borrow this jacket from
WWilly wondered whether the weather had wronged his wether.W2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take Me on the WindTake me on the windTake Me on the Wind1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me cast away my cloak
And shed my sins
Send me with the birds
Who fly together
Through any weather
Towards the rising sun
Where life begins
And clouds sing hymns
To the Heavens
From which celestial
As we drift over
Canyons and mountains
All the while
Thinking to ourselves
That we are free
And there is no better
Place to be but with me
I want to dance with angels
And fish with the seagulls
Fly from shore to shore
Until the world is no more
From distant peak to peak
I listen to the birds speak
I find solace in their chatter
Kindred spirits are we
That could have never been
Been certainly can be
If you take me on the wind...
GiygasLonely,Giygas2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
In the empty vastness of space,
All of my crew are dead,
and I alone am lost in space.
And yet it's quiet,
Was I expecting a noisy death?
There is no air in space to trasmit sound.
What was that?
What is that noise?
I-In the sky!
What is that?
Are you singing?
Or are you screaming?
Are you in pain?
What are you trying to say?
This ringing in my ears and your visage . . .
Are you a hallucination, caused by my slowly imminent death by oxygen loss, starvation, and dehydration?
Or are you really there?
You sound beautiful, yet sad.
Free from painWe weren't made to throw our lives awayFree from pain2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We weren't made to hold hatred inside
We weren't made to destroy the ones we love with additions and weapons were we?
Were we made to just accept the lives someone else gave us?
Don't we want more then be a puppet to someone to doesn't love us?
To step out of the anger and rage that corrupts the world.
To be free, to walk on the right path.
I was told when I was young that anyone could change the world
It wouldn't come from power or strength but by those who chose to love and forgive
Divine Justice, A Just RetributionXystus stood at the edge of a great plain, overlooking the apocalyptic scene before him, the littered debris and detritus of a spontaneous, furious war and conflagration, which had taken place just moments before. Now it was over, having happened so quickly that if he had not been there when he was he would have missed it, and that was the last thing on earth he wanted to happen. He loved wars. Curiously, though, an almost supernatural peace and calm now prevailed, and for some reason there was a sweet smell of incense, carried on the gentle breeze. Xystus, thinking on it all, found these aspects very strange, sickening really, for he had been present at countless similar wars on such killing fields before, but could not account for what he was experiencing here. Therefore, putting all that aside, and having seen all there was to see, he turned to go.Divine Justice, A Just Retribution2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A day or so previously Xystus had left his home, the Kingdom of the Kosmos, bound for the Blue Planet. To do so he crossed a dimensional
Our DutyWe swallowed the path homeOur Duty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
Combat ZonesHe wakes up in Vietnam every night,Combat Zones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
boot-clad feet trudging over mined ground,
trigger finger numb, back sore,
fatigue drenched from the monsoons,
and he prays to go home to her.
He finds himself next to her every morning,
dark bags under her eyes telling him
his twitching kept her awake again.
At breakfast she throws the dishes
and cries as the china shatters against the wall—
cries that she’s living in a combat zone
with a man who’s battling himself.
"Is there anything more destructive
than war?" she asks, and he looks at her
and says, “Love."
How Does That Make You Feel?I'm sure you remember the "glory days,"How Does That Make You Feel?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you wrote your name in cement,
and carved it into the bark of dead trees.
When you weren't too cold, you blanketed yourself in the snow
and made snow angels,
And when you weren't too hot, you were daring enough to dive into
the deep end, even though so many people had drowned before.
You were strong enough to pull a sleigh full of people,
but weak enough to fall apart when someone else took your place.
Don't you remember?
You always said that fate and love and anything in between was a pile of bullshit,
but secretly, in the wrinkles of your noggin, you believed.
You were childish enough to say that Santa was real,
but mature enough to know that life was a cruel place, and a lot of people were great fiction writers.
You found long nights with the fireflies appealing, and kept them (like your dreams) in a tiny glass jar.
when you realized fate and love really was a pile of bullshit.
When you loved reading the fiction you warned me
HumanChained by heartbreak,Human2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Puzzled by looks,
Misguided by power,
Stabbed by sadness.
Buried under work,
Fooled by the temporary,
Morphed by anger,
Shunned for differences.
Trapped by grief,
Stung by results,
Blinded by fury,
Weakened by words.
Everyone has flaws,
But flaws make us
Hallwaythis candle is notHallway1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the same kind
the muted presence
of an empty home
The Big PictureI have been a puzzle piece;The Big Picture1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I have been a puzzle missing pieces.
But never in my life
have I been arrogant (or full) enough
to call myself whole.
knees and toeshere is a short list of things i know:knees and toes1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cody says he hates David, but he really doesn’t,
i will never wear a coat until the first of November,
i hate myself in the spring,
the sun is 92, 960, 000 miles from earth and i’m pretty sure
that number is rounded to look pretty
or god must be ocd.
it’s a miracle, i’m learning to look you in the eye.
make a wish, make a wish, any wish
i’m plucking out my eyelashes, i’m learning
to give up beauty for a shot at happiness.
i say too much too quickly without getting out
all of the consonants and my speech is craggy
and rocky like an abandoned trail in the Appalachians,
overgrown and the road not taken.
my fingernails are ragged and bitten to the shortest
stub i could stand. i don’t want to hurt you,
i don’t want to hurt myself, my fingernails cannot
hurt you but i can still hurt myself. one day i’ll
be brave enough to leave scratch marks on your skin
in angry red lines, one day i’ll be some
Metroid AnalysisThere are many science fiction games that lurk within the gaming world today. But there will always be one that will have a special place in our hearts. Metroid has sold millions of copies worldwide and made bestselling lists time and again. Yet as popular as these games are, there are still many mysteries and unsolved theories and questions revolving around the series. However, there has been speculation as to the symbolism and depth that lays the groundwork and very basis of the game.Metroid Analysis5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
At the beginning of the game, we notice Samus is dropped off alone on an alien world to fend for herself. She is the only human for miles around in an area grossly inhabited by many forms of vicious foreign life. However, despite this absence of life, most prominently human, we still manage to catch glimpses of various statues and ruins of old temples that litter the godforsaken rock of a planet. Often accompanying these ruins and statues are ancient depictions of some sort of religious context on the w
Full ResolveThe weirdest thing happened to me yesterday.Full Resolve2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
So I decided to kill myself, right? At the train tracks. Just throw myself headfirst into a fucking train, fully resolved and ready to meet my maker. Well that was the plan, anyway. And it seemed like a pretty good one since I'd deemed myself insignificant to this apathetic world. But then on the way there I saw this old homeless guy sitting on the side of the street in shaggy clothes, leaning against the side of a pawnshop, and I asked him his name. "Mike," he said. He looked at me like I was crazy. I get why. Who in their right mind talks to homeless folks? I asked him if he liked cheeseburgers and he said yes, so I went inside this fast food restaurant across the street and bought a cheeseburger with the money I stole from my mom and was going to buy my last meal with. I brought it out to him and he started thanking me over and over again like I was some Catholic saint or Jesus himself and I just said “you’re welcome” an