IceClan CatsIceClan Cats4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leader: Froststar (Light-gray) -Female
Deputy: Crystalfeather (White, light gray stripes) -Female
Medicine Cat: Sedgeheart (Tortoiseshell) -Male
Snowstorm (Light gray) -Male
Honeystripe (Light-brown, golden stripe) -Female
Mousepelt (Light-brown) -Male
Mistyfern (Gray) -Female
Silverfoot (Light-gray) -Male
Spottedtail (Gray, black spots) -Male
Mooneyes (Blue-gray) -Male
Tigerrain (Tortoiseshell) -Female
Windleap (Light-gray) -Male
Sorrelwind (Dark-brown) -Female
Cloudheart (White) -Female
Brightdapple (Gray) -Female
Toadpelt (Brown) -Male
Wolfleap (Gray) -Male
Stonespirit (Dark-gray) -Male
Whitefoot (Light-gray) -Female
Pepperfern (Light-brown) -Female
Graybird (Gray) -Male
Aquapaw (Blue-gray) -Female [Brightdapple/Heavybreeze]
Rise of Fire Clan : Chapter 1Rise of Fire Clan : Chapter 1Rise of Fire Clan : Chapter 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Two lone figures slipped between the broken fence panels. The first and larger of the pair lifted his head and tasted the air.
"Nothing but pelt-changer rubbish" he growled to the slim queen beside him. Sighing she padded on; each rib showed through her thin but tidy pelt. Homelessness hadn't stopped her from grooming herself like most of the loners around this place.
"I guess we'd better get back to the others before they start to worry" she answered already turning back. A hiss sounded behind them
"Who do you think you are and what do you think your doing on my territory" the larger tom spun around
"I'm Swift and we're just passing through," he answered quickly bearing his overlarge teeth. A pair of sparkling eyes faced him
"Well I'm Ticky and this is my place!" without hesitating he leapt, claws unsheathed, at Swift's partner.
"Stream!" Swift exclaimed already speeding toward his mate. He butted Ticky's flank causing him to collapse on the dark, d
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
LeafClan CatsLeafClan Cats4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leader: Sparrowstar (Brown) -Female
Deputy: Lionpelt (Orange) -Male
Medicine Cat: Gorsemark (White) -Male
Cloverblaze (Brown) -Female
Hazelpelt (Dark-Brown) -Female
Gingerleap (Orange) -Male
Amberflower (Tan) -Female
Cinderbreeze (Light-Gray) -Male
Snakestalker (Gray) -Male
Scarletfeather (Red-Brown) -Female
Hawkcatcher (Dark-Brown) -Male
Squirrelnose (Orange) -Male
Honeyfern (Brown) -Female
Shrewclaw (Light-Brown) -Female
Swiftpetal (Tortoiseshell) -Female
Ravenleap (Black) -Male
Owlflight (Dark-Gray) -Male
Harepelt (Dark-Brown) -Male
Breezetail (Gray) -Male
Patchfur (Dark-Gray) -Male
Moonfur (Light-Gray) -Female
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
Christmas Party Fun: Chapter 2Christmas Party Fun: Chapter 23 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
2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader2nd Story Dream Cafe - Prologue - Iceland x Reader3 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
PrussiaXReader: Home Sweet Home Away From Home 1PrussiaXReader: Home Sweet Home Away From Home 13 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
When I'm alone Part 1: EnglandxReaderWhen I'm alone Part 1: EnglandxReader3 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 Sour3 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
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
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 Retribution3 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
t.they say thatt.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but that's not really true;
we both hate our misery
and i'm learning to
but you know what they say
they'll suck you dry
and only use you
to write about. carve your name
into poems (not into
skin-- that's not "in" right now,
i guess), but
maybe i'm all out of words
are all i want to read about.
hold this against me.i extend my arm and tracehold this against me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lonely roads along my veins
that disappear like
highways in the night.
i shake my bottle of light
beer that i can't even stand
the taste of but drink
anyway because i refuse to
let myself have anything
and i think about that bridge
across from my college, over
the ravine, and how much i
want to fly.
"oh, that rebecca," they'll
say, "she was a scholarly girl.
believed in the impossible. set
her goals sky high."
that's me—the idealistic one,
the naive one, the one who
chases what she knows she
i set the bottle down,
draw my legs up, tuck my
arms into the crook between
them and my stomach, and
become someone else entirely.
the days when you were a stage. (MadamWoe)i gulp down steamy trains of airthe days when you were a stage. (MadamWoe)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and they tumble down my tunneled throat
before i spit them up.
you are my heroin for escapes
into a maze of fevered blurs
in my heart i made you out
to be some sort of
monster, but you weren't.
if anything, you saved me
before i went and destroyed
i think you would do good
to let me drown in a reservoir
pickled with tears. i wouldn't
think twice of it, but keep your fingers
crossed whenever you visit
my frostbitten waters.
you once told me
that it is impossible
to love someone who writes.
but there is something different
about "someone who writes"
and a writer. because writers
drown much slower, and
tend to drag others down
i'll plunder and plunge the world,
or maybe i could settle for you.
i have reached my critical point.
scar my words and keylog into my
mind before i combust. i cannot speak
without a pilgrimage of words on receipts.
this is it: this
is the night that
the curtains open and i f
Fox and the Girl: Part 1The trees, looming and casting shadows over the river, were vivid in colors. Most of the leaves were ready to fall to the ground, but still maintained a light grasp on the branches. Coming here during this time of the year relaxed me. I leaned against one of the trees and allowed myself to slide down until I was sitting.Fox and the Girl: Part 17 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the grass in the area had changed to a dry yellow. I closed my eyes, and listened to the river’s dull hum. I took in a deep breath and could almost taste autumn. After a moment of listening to the river, I heard some leaves rustle somewhere in the distance. I glanced around and my eyes widened as they settled on the copper-colored beast.
The fur-covered beast was standing only a few feet away from me; it seemed to be a fox, but much larger. Under normal circumstances, I think I might’ve been scared; its eyes gave off a peaceful warmth with their amber glow. I would’ve fled just at that moment had it not been for the mere size and peculiarity of th
Guilt (Not Anymore)An invisible enemy plagues meGuilt (Not Anymore)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and crossed lines
leave beautiful black holes
in the only heart that I have left
oh my archimedesthere is a mediterranean maelstromoh my archimedes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
inside of me, and frankly these demented bones,
are inventing a thousand ways to drown
my soul inward,
the curves of my cartilage are overripe vineyards
for myriads of apprehensions blossoming
age, insipid sand charting the honeysuckling
progression of snapping parabolas
the tempests swat opposing ranks
& I am afraid that I have begun to lose myself
between the roaring of my ears,
torrent in a can,
a soulless man -
and what is a man without a soul
[ I'm lighter than that]
these mythical caverns of what once was my days
are condensing into dripping pages,
I want the books to etch my ru
Between Two States of Being"Look," you said.Between Two States of Being3 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.
Bitlets 250If life's a bitch I've spentBitlets 2507 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a lot of time barking back.
Cabinet-Color Tulleshe's a dirty, dirty liarCabinet-Color Tulle2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with her slippers in the brier
and her skirts slightly askew
like she might consider you
to be her only suitor...
but she's gold and you're just pewter
she is crooked mahogany bones
that seal their splintered lips alone.
her image of softly bowing petals
hides a framework of twisted metal.
in her soul she knows she's artificial
so she breaks a heart with each dismissal
she chases boys from town to town
leaves 'em bleeding on the way back down
pirouetting like she learned in dance;
she's a queen and a vixen at a glance
but deep down inside she's so much worse.
no breathing mortal escapes her curse
i saw her once, on the day you died
and no actress can cry the way she cried.
still, i noticed that her eyes were clean
and her pastel makeup remained pristine
the police ignored the testimony that i gave,
but i swear to god i saw her dancing on your grave.
unfilteredtake a drink,unfiltered2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and forget for a moment that you aren't breathing.
you comb starlight;
these sunset broken tea leaves
bleed into the sky,
filling, filling, filling
in the cracks where the darkness is unfiltered
like black coffee,
too strong for your heart to take, tonight.
take another drink,
bleed another verse and remember what your shelves
are filled with, remember all those letters
that they wrote to you, postcards from the places
that in their sandpaper callousness
you have never been
(and bleed again,
just another nicked artery
hemorrhaging into facsimile
and tell me -
can you taste it yet?)
Completely HeinousCompletely HeinousCompletely Heinous2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Not very long ago, John fell asleep and awoke in a dream bubble. It wasn't like other times he woke up in a dream bubble. This bubble was darker in atmosphere and mood. It gave off a sense of possible danger lurking. It was in this dream bubble that John ran into Vriska, but it wasn't the Vriska he knew. This one was completely different. She had several small eyes all over her face, unable to make any emotional expression. Sticking out above her lips was a pair of blue furry mandibles. Instead of orange horns, this Vriska had enormous blue pincers sticking out the sides of her head, a pair of antenae out the very top. Instead of arms,three pairs of long fingerless limbs protruded from her sides, cerulean blood stains covering her shoulders. Her legs transitioned from bluish gray to black, from smooth to bristly. And finally, sticking out from her lower back was a large spider abdomen. To say the sight of this Vriska didn't scare John would be untrue. He saw al