Hitchups: FinnedHitchups: Finned5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Some might think travelling underwater in the mouth of a sea serpent as cool. Some may revel in the sheer daring it takes to willingly climb over monstrous teeth and sit on a reeking, slippery muscle. Some might praise themselves for concocting such a clever and original plan to reach famously untouchable grounds.
Some, clearly, have never been in Hiccup's position before, who spent the majority of his discomfiting ride focusing on not throwing up from the suffocating, rank breathing air he was provided with. Call him paranoid, but puking in a sea monster's mouth did not seem like a good way to keep from being accidentally swallowed. Or spit out rôsts into the ocean.
The trip extended far, far longer than Hiccup anticipated. After spending an inordinate amount of time in the odious mouth, Hiccup came to the conclusion that he much preferred flying to this. In the sky he had fresh air, he could see, and he wasn't coated in fetid mucus.
The bone of sea serpent's
Heather, A Mermaid TaleHeather, A Mermaid Tale3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Heather swam up the tunnel of what use to be a part of the New York City subway. She had been up these lines many times. Hell, this is the line that the unexpected change in her life happened. New York City, now underwater, like most coastal cities on the North and South American Continents, was abandoned by the ‘normal’ human beings. A year ago the sea levels unexpectedly rose, engulfing most modern cities on the coast of their respected continents within hours. However, that was not the most shocking part of the day. For reasons unknown, many thousands across the globe suddenly turned into mermaids or mermen once the water rushed inland and overtook them. About 1% of the population changed.
Heather was no different. She changed into a mermaid like others did. She was ashamed to be a mermaid for the first several months of being a mermaid, since it wasn’t a part of her upbringing to think about life outside of the box. Yet, once she found that being a
Living with a MermaidLiving with a Mermaid2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The young boy was thrown off board the boat by his mother in the heat of their dire situation.
With a splash, the boy hit through the water. It was a good thing that he was just wearing his orange swimming trunks, the size and shape of shorts. He then swam upwards as quickly as he could, and gasped for air as his head broke through the surface.
Don’t worry, he thought. Your mum will escape the boat and come for you, he thought. But just when he thought things could not get much worse, he turned around....and became horrified.
The giant sea monster that had been attacking them had brought the entire motorboat over its huge gaping mouth with its tentacles. They then let go, and the boat fell into the mouth, with a woman’s extremely fearful scream coming from it. ....The boy’s mother.
With a huge crunch, the jaws of the monster’s mouth slammed shut on the boat, crushing it with ease.
“MUUUUUUUUUUM!!!!” the boy cried out in disbelief, trying to keep hims
Pirate!England X Mermaid!Seychelles: (O-S!)Pirate!England X Mermaid!Seychelles: (O-S!)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Pirate!England X Mermaid!Seychelles: Singing Siren (One-Shot!)
Among the sea was a ship, a huge ship that road the big waves and traveled port to port. The captain of this ship was a tall English man with messy short blonde hair and lime green eyes, his name was Arthur Kirkland. He was an apathetic, arrogant, potty mouth of a man who often didn’t leave anyone alive when he raided ships and ports. He truly was, the King of the sea.
It was almost midnight, the sky was clear and the stars glowed brightly. The moonlight reflected and made the clear sea water glisten.
“Row you bloody gits!” Captain Arthur Kirkland shouted at his two crew members who were slowly rowing a small row boat toward shore.
The two crew members panted heavily looking at each other exhausted, Arthur took out two pistols from his belt and pointed them at the two men, Arthur was about to shout at the two men once more but he saw something peak up from the water.
It was a beautiful young
Aaaah, Life.I need to find my motivation,Aaaah, Life.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Some outstanding source of inspiration.
Something to ignite my inner fire,
Something to guide my heart's desires.
Should it be a symbol, a sign, a light at the end,
An angel, a saint, a protector by my head.
Positivity only goes so far these days,
I can't find my way in this cluttered maze.
I need fuel to feed my aspirations,
And strength to overcome my exasperations.
Only time and labor will pull me through,
Until these clouded skies turn bright blue.
You can throw me any, every, and all cliches,
But nothing's easier despite what you say.
Life doesn't stop for those who wait, right?
So I'm always ready and prepared to fight.
Yet no matter how ready and prepared I am
Life comes at me with a fucking battering ram.
Math and PoetryShe used to tell meMath and Poetry5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of math and poetry
by the length of her arm
and rhythm of her heart
condensing verse and fraction
with form following the function
of communist theories
and greek philosophies.
she beat out aesthetics
with a perfect symmetry.
because no one understands
the relationship between
seafoam and shoreline
the way she does
[swimming in saltwater sorrows]
reimagining time in an hourglass,
she shot up infinities with a glance
and left me moondrunk in the night.
she emits sparks throughout my system
breaking and entering--
my kingdom under siege.
her name was an amalgam of numbers
1.61803399 . . . .
and I loved her by design.
BLT -- Light and DarkBLT -- Light and Dark6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a dark and stormy night! No, wait, it wasn't stormy yet. That happened later. Well, let's just say it was a dark night and leave it there.
Two whole days had passed since we had left the Cottage. We'd seen some interesting things already, like a forest of sticks and a peaceful meadow filled with animals. We'd followed the light of the Really Big Lamp and Radio's navigation skills (if they really were real) to this place; a creepy forest of darkness.
Being a lamp, I hate the dark. That's why I was so glad my light was there to shine in the forest, showing everyone where to go. Of course, I was a little bit angry when Kirby told me to turn it off, but he had a good reason. The battery was dying, and without it there would be no way we could keep going. Sure, we can move on our own power for a little while, but we need some power source to keep us going forever.
So, there we were, in the dark and spooky forest, no light, running low on power, no light, in need of shelter, and no li
Of Dreams and Nightmares Pt2The chariot touched down in Canterlot, more specifically, Celestia's castle grounds. Twilight and her friends disembarked the chariot and thanked the guards, who held their heads high, showing off their pride. Twilight led her friends through the grounds and into the castle itself. There they met with Princess Celestia, who was pleased to see that they had finally arrived.Of Dreams and Nightmares Pt24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Please, this way " spoke Celestia, her tone seeming to be layered with a sense of urgency, which contrasted her normal, slower, calmer way of speaking. The Princess led them through the elegant hallways, where shining marble pillars, and various stone carvings oversaw their progress. The Princess led them into the throne room, where her regal sister, Princess Luna was waiting. Celestia took her place on her throne, whilst the six ponies stood the customary distance away from the thrones.
Twilight took a small step forwards, making her stand out from the crowd. She bowed her head, and immediately lifted it back
Really??- 2p!FACE x Tomboy!Tween!Reader Ch. 7•3rd POV•Really??- 2p!FACE x Tomboy!Tween!Reader Ch. 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the morning she wakes up to the scent of frying meat and cheese potatoes. Her face and abdomen ached, and she decided to get ready before she went down to eat. She wanders around until she finds a bathroom, a few doors down.
'Argh. Why does my stomach hurt so bad? Was it the pasta? Nah, I practically ravish their food supply whenever I come over. What's wrong? Ugh, I hope I'm sick today.' _______ wonders to herself.
She sits down and she almost screamed.
'What the hell, did I shit myself?!' She mentally screamed waddling around the bathroom with her underwear pooling at her knees. 'What is that?!'
'My god...' Reality hits her.
'I just started my very first strawberry week...in a house full of men. On a school day. And I'm not sick, or good at acting. Joy...' She takes a breath and starts unwrapping the bandages before washing her face.
After a while, and for some odd reason, she found a few of what she 'needed' in the medicine cabin
Day 2: Mustache (30 Days with Noah)Char: Dorian & NoahDay 2: Mustache (30 Days with Noah)7 months ago in Humor More Like This
Summ: Noah finds facial hair sexy.
Warning: Sexual Humor
30 Days of Noah
(noun) a strip of hair left to grow above the upper lip.
Dorian frowned. He’d been distracted by the fact Iron Bull kept turning his head in the same direction. Dorian had turned to follow the Qunari’s gaze but found that he was just looking at the elf who sat by the fire, staring off into space.
He wondered what had the elf so caught up in his day dream that he hadn’t heard a word that anyone had said to him.
Although - Dorian made the alarming realization that the elf was staring at Blackwall.
“Bull?” Dorian mumbled lowly, causing the giant Qunari to regard him. “Is he looking at Blackwall like that?”
“I have been sitting here for the past few minutes trying to figure that one out myself…”
Sweet N Sour(Dorian/M!Lavellan)(ThinkingLoudly#10)Chars: Dorian & Val’AishlymSweet N Sour(Dorian/M!Lavellan)(ThinkingLoudly#10)6 months ago in Humor More Like This
Notes: See description
Ch Summary: This is why we usually just skip this scene - it never really works out how people think it does.
Thinking Loudly, Shouting Silently: Inner Machinations of Val’Aishlym
Sweet & Sour
Dorian was giddy. If you asked him why he looked so giddy, he would probably just tell you it was gas – then again, he probably wouldn’t even tell you that or anything at all. He’d probably say something along the lines of ‘My, you imply I glow? I didn’t know you paid much mind to me – but then again, who could ever ignore such devilish looks like the ones I own?’ to which the person speaking to him either wanted to throw something at him, throw him, or vomit….or all of the above.
Anyhow, he was currently prepping for his date with the inquisi
RhythmsRhythmsRhythms3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are Everywhere
The Rhythm of Love
The Rhythm of Hate
The Rhythm of Life
The Rhythm of Death
They all have a Beggining
They all have an End
They can be Altered
Or left Alone
It's how one plays to the Beat
Simply AloneI am so tired of these cloudsSimply Alone3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hovering over me as if I wouldn't be found
Shading over me with their paint of grey and blue
Its really sad to say but...its not time to go home soon
I am so tired but what can I do?
When all I ever think is to just live my life new,
How am I suppose to do that?
How am I suppose to do that?
When all I can feel in my bones
Is that dullness of feeling simply alone.
The Talented YouTuber Law x Reader chapter 1(r/s)- Rock songThe Talented YouTuber Law x Reader chapter 13 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
(f/n) random friend name
I stood in front of the door, I took a deep breath and open the door. The room looked like a normal recording studio you would see. There was a long control panel with a bunch of button for a lot of thing. Then there was a door to the left of it. You could see into it because of the glass that i think was one way not sure if it is. Because of the glass you would see that the small closet like room was sound proof and had a microphone in it. On the other side of the room was a large couch it was likely made out of real leather but not sure. And on top of that I was the only one here.
“Maybe I got the wrong room or maybe they’re not here yet.” I went and sat on the couch to wait for a few minutes to see if I got the right room and they’re late. The the open and a tall man with red hair walked in.
”Hey you must be (y/n) it’s nice to meet yo
Dunno, you tell me what this is.I don't like being alone,Dunno, you tell me what this is.3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
And yet I am constantly alone.
I want to converse with others,
But there is never anyone there,
So I talk to myself.
Why is it so quiet?
Why is it so cold?
Why don't I have something to hug?
I hate winter,
But during the summer I say I like winter,
During the winter you just use more blankets.
I miss high school,
I miss being around people,
I miss people I disliked.
But I can't decide on what to eat,
Food is more appealing when shared with others.
This will now take a turn,
All I eaten today was a PB&J.
My mind just melted into my stomach,
I ate my own thoughts,
Distant Thunder. Canon FireI walked so softly out that grand bronze pipeDistant Thunder. Canon Fire3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
so the flowing waters but kissed the tips
between my trembling toes, then fluttered on
to burst through to the gentle, glowing light.
There, at pipe's bitter end, I saw it drop
a hundred thousand metres onto reddish soil.
A cold wind braced me. She fed my lungs.
still I was unprepared for what I was to see.
High up in the mountains, my pipe of bronze
thrusted out as a bony horn upon the cliff
carved around its mammoth jaw, the face:
a devil's toad spewing forth upon the land.
There I stood listening to gilded plains
whisper, rustle feathers softly to my ear...
...and distant thundering canon fire.
The UnderTakers (Pt 2)Morgan moved onto her stomach in her sleep, her head turned to its side and half her face pressed to the pillow. She moaned, her body sore. Her eyes slowly opened. Beside her, Luca laid unconscious. His chest rose and fell as he breathed slowly. Still half asleep, Morgan smiled. She closed her eyes again for a moment. Recollection of yesterday rammed into her head and she jumped up, startled! She looked around the room. It was a small sized room with stained renaissance wallpaper and old windows with spider weds in the corners. It only had a bed and a dresser, both stained wood. The bed was cotton white and the thin confider was pushed to the end of the bed. It was sunny outside. Morgan jumped up and ran to the window. It was a one story building in the forest, a dirt road continued on past the trees. Where the hell where they? Had they really been... Morgan held her hand to her mouth, remembering being suffocated. She looked around the room, her satchel was gone. She lookThe UnderTakers (Pt 2)3 weeks ago in Horror More Like This
The HoleAs I lay within the hole I now call my life I stare at the stars as the cold dirt scratches at my back. The sky is as beautiful as always because it provides me a sign of freedom, a luxury I cannot afford. I enjoy the glimmer of the night sky as much as the radiance of morning sun. Basically, when you are trapped in a hole with nothing but earth around you the sky becomes an extraordinary image. I dream beneath the moon and I shower under the warmth of the sun.The Hole3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Enough with the positive because the stars force me to enter the past. I do not understand how I got stuck within a hole. It can be because of my lack of decisions, my fear of bravery or the enemies I made. For some strange reason all I remember is waking up in a hole on a dark stormy night. The rain attacks my skin, my body shivers and my wet cloths prevent any chance of warmth. I do not call out for help because I am afraid. I hold my body in a ball as my hands rattle and tears poor from my eyes.
The first day within the hole
Ajax The CabooseCH. 1: SAD AND SPLINTEREDAjax The Caboose3 weeks ago in Profiles More Like This
CABOOSES PLAYED AN IMPORTANT PART IN RAILROADS BACK THEN...AND THEY STILL DO.
THEY NOT ONLY SHOW THE END OF A TRAIN, ITS ALSO AN OFFICE FOR THE CONDUCTOR, AND THE BREAK-MAN. BUT THE CABOOSES' MAIN JOB IS TO HELP BRAKE THE TRAIN IF ANYTHING SHOULD "RUNAWAY"
PASSENGER TRAINS HAVE A BRAKE-COACH, WHICH ARE MORE STYLISH AND COMFORTABLE.
NOW-A-DAYS, FREIGHT TRAINS USE A BLINKING LIGHT TO SHOW THE END OF A TRAIN. WHILE PASSENGER TRAINS STILL HAVE BRAKE COACHES. (They have all the luck!)
ALL THE ENGINES ON THE MILLIGAN-CENTRAL KNOW THAT CABOOSES ARE AN ESSENTIAL PART TO THIER LINES. BUT NOT ALL OF THEM FELT PROUD OF THEIR JOBS.
ONE DAY, FELIX WAS GETTING READY TO TAKE SOME FREIGHT OF PAPER, WOOD AND STEEL OVER TO NEW YORK. HE SHUFFLED INTO THE YARD AND ARRANGED HIS CARS.
"C'mon now, I don't have much time." HE CALLED. BUT HIS CABOOSE WAS LESS THAN ENTHUSIASTIC.
"Ready?!" WHISTLED FELIX
"Yeah,sure" MUTTERED THE CABOOSE.
FELIX SAW THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH THI
GrayAll my time is fadingGray3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fading away into colours of gray
And my soul is running
Running away at the break of day
Rope on her neck
Heart in my hands
That look in her eyes
I can’t understand
And she’s gone, gone
But if she had stayed
With her hearts and spades
The only light she’d see
Was the demons’ fire
When madness came nigher
As she drowned in her fantasy
Now her life is fading
Fading away into colours of gray
And her soul is running
Running away at the death of day
IM MAKING AN ANIMATION AND I NEED YOUR HELPwelp, ive definitely found my new favorite song XDIM MAKING AN ANIMATION AND I NEED YOUR HELP3 weeks ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses More Like This
so, what fnaf animatronic matches this the most?
don't say puppet or anything human like, that's too hard to draw for me and im making an animation
I think (imo) that it was Nightmare because in my AU he is possessed by the crying child, and out of all his depression, insanity, and anger he killed everyone
so... what do you think I need to know
and yes, d, you can say ein if you think that... although I don't at all
WhateverShe acts like she's the victim,Whatever3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
In every fight she's in.
In every disagreement,
She must be sure to win.
I know I've fucked up,
But doesn't mean she isn't just as bad.
The short side of the string,
Oh I always end up...
So many times she's broken me,
Played it off like a simple joke.
So many times helpful I've tried to be,
But all it does is make her explode.
She's the center of her false reality,
But I have no time to be mine.
I guess it leads up to her own fatality,
Maybe she'll take my choice as a sign.
Sonic's Nightmare **** Keep in mind this takes place in the Sonic X timeline ****Sonic's Nightmare3 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
****I originally wrote this when I was in fourth grade, but since revised it****
Sonic had been running so long he felt as if he'd been running forever. He was running from Amy once again.
"Sonic!" Amy called to the blue hedgehog. He pretended he didn't hear her. Amy called out to him another time.
Sonic reluctantly stopped and turned around in a very rude manner. He noticed Amy was wearing a mid-thigh length
dress made of silk. "You look bbbeau- beautiful" He stammered. Realizing what he had said to her he was gone in a
flash. Amy was really disappointed, she just wanted to talk to him.
Sonic ran to his home, red with embarrassment. He slammed the door behin