Rin and Len FanFiction Ch. 3Rin and Len FanFiction Ch. 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Rins point of view)
Everything was a blur, but I had apparently been dragged to the roof of the school. I gasped, someone unfamiliar was standing in front of me. "Hi... My name is Nero Akita... Sorry about that... my sister can be a total ass sometimes... she really does love her Len..." He caught his breath, it was silent for a minute.
"Umm... My name is Rin Kagamine..." Nero held his hand out. I was reluctant, but I shook it.
"I am one class next door to you and Neru." Then someone went up behind him and tickled his side. Nero laughed and looked behind him. "Hey bro! Rin, this is my buddie Kaito! Kaito, this is my newest bro Rin!"
"Hello, I am Kaito, I'm one class above you." He didn't hold his hand out, but just grabbed mine and shook it until I shook back.
"Nice to meet you... Kaito... I am Rin..." I felt my face get hot as Kaito brushed hair out of my face.
"Class starts in three
Mirror-lyricsI wouldn't walk a thousand miles for you,Mirror-lyrics10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have trouble letting go.
I wouldn't try to be someone I am not,
So now I hope you know.
I'm not the girl I used to be,
I thought the darkness took over me,
But I look at you and now I see,
I never really changed.
Brake that mirror on the wall,
Fall down but I can crawl,
I'm alright after all.
Without you I can hide,
Get to see my other side,
I'm not so different after all…
I thought I knew who I was,
But I'm lost without cause,
I have no idea who I am,
And I like it that way.
I thought that I should say,
I'm not over this today,
I guess I never really changed.
Brake that mirror on the wall,
Fall down but I can crawl,
I'm alright after all.
Without you I can hide,
Get to see my other side,
I'm not so different after all…
I've been down for a while,
Forgot that I can smile,
I let go of who I was.
I'm trying to get up,
From the fall which I woke up,
I'm letting go of who I thought I was,
Of who I thought I was
Of who I thought I was…
Character Development QuizYour character is in a stable relationship of some description (if they are not in a relationship in the canon of your story, assume this hypothetically). Your character discovers that their partner has been cheating on them. How does your character react?Character Development Quiz5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
(Ideas: Does your character panic or assume it was a misunderstanding? Will their feelings change as they "cool off"? Will they storm out without a backwards glance or seek resolution? Would they forgive their partner?)
Does your character hold any religious or otherwise existential beliefs? If so, what inspired them to hold those beliefs? If not, why?
If you asked your character what his/her favorite color is, what would they say? Is there any reason they resonate with that particular color?
Does your character have any deep-seated fears? Do these fears motivate how your character acts in his/her day-to-day life?
(Ideas: Mentioning phobias are OK, but think beyond phobias. Does your character wo
Conlanging: A How-ToAre you the sort of person who looks at Elvish script and realizes with excitement that those gorgeous squiggles actually mean something? When watching Avatar, did you find yourself trying to work out certain Na’vi words? Have you ever wished you could make up your own language, whether as something to share with your friends when you were young, or else a deeper element to flesh out your personal universe? If so, you’re damn weird. But you’re also lucky, because this article for the layman is going to make your linguistic dreams a reality.Conlanging: A How-To2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
We’re going to talk about language. More specifically, we’re going to talk about what happens when we take language apart into its little recognizable pieces, because it’s from these pieces of real, natural languages that we build our constructed languages, or conlangs. Essentially, you’re going to get a crash-cours
The Ankhthe symbol of lifeThe Ankh2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a symbol of equality
a sign of a Matriarch system
the Ankh represents
the female at one end
and the male sign at the other
the cross bar between being the divider
the ancient peoples
of the rich Egyptian land
recognized the mother as the teacher
as the goddess of the family
where as the norm today
is the Patriarchal
where the father is the head
and the family his domain
but in the ancient time
often the way was different
even though the modern cultures
view the past through
their own rose colored eyes
disregarding the fact
that the ancients knew another way
yes the Ankh represents the equality
held upon its side it is obvious a symbol
of the female being the open end
and the male the straight rod
so often misunderstood
by the modern eyes of man
the Ankh will remain
as the age old symbol
of a lost and ancient culture
that was filled with real people
who lived a regular life
not unlike the common person does today
for every king or leader in any time
there are a thousa
A word about haiku - MS JamesA word about haiku - by Michael JamesA word about haiku - MS James8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I believe there are a few basic precepts about haiku that are largely overlooked, or just flat out just not taught in most basic literary (poetic) courses. Everyone seems to know that a haiku is supposed to be written in the structure of 5-7-5 syllables per line respectively, but there is much more going on than just a simple syllable constraint. I shall attempt to give a brief overview of the main points about haiku.
First off, the 5-7-5 syllable structure most often cited as being the sole 'structural rule' of haiku is based on the original Japanese constraint. However, the Japanese language and more specifically their word structure differ from English in a critical way when it comes to the definition of this structure. In the Japanese language, each sound unit is called an onji as opposed to our syllable. This unit of measure for a word is considerable more concise than what we use to define a syllable (typically only
The Great SphinxHear my storyThe Great Sphinx2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
give me a bit of your time
and I will tell you of days long past
for I have been here for ages
times beyond the length of man's memory
I have been here longer than you know
I was here
when everything around me was green and lush
when rains fell heavily
and the waters ran down the sides of my abode
when the great cold ice sheets were almost melted away
and man carved me as the Lion that I am
but then through time the climate changed
many of the humans moved to different places
searching for their game to hunt
and I sat and watched as the green lushness became sand
the rains no longer fell upon me
the sun's heat baked me dry
and the sands began to blow
filling my abode until I was covered
all but my lion head
so I still could see around me
I began seeing the return of man
and a building up of a culture
different than the one I knew before
cities being built
carvings on the walls
telling the great history of these
that built up a kingdom around me
great pyramids were built
Her Beautybeauty has a naturalnessHer Beauty2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a realness that comes from
deep with in a person
and it shines out through
their eyes where the light
of the soul escapes
beauty is there in her face
soft and gentle lines
eyes so beautiful and kind
round cheeks and honest
looks that thrill so well
deep beauty she has
though she may think not
and complain of her flaws
only she may be concerned
either about or over
but the whole while beauty
is there upon her face
so often the pretty ones
don't know that they are
comparing themselves to
other forms of beauty and
not really seeing their
own beauty radiating out
but I can see and I can know
beauty is there and wonderful
so obvious to me as I look
at her and into her eyes
full of life and much charm
and filled with her beauty
Early Day, Morning Lightthe dawning sunEarly Day, Morning Light5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is peeking out over
the far horizon
bringing it's warmth
to the cool night air
the morning birds are singing
their song of the dawn
as the rays of light
begin to find the dew
that lingers upon the leaves
the light's reflection
from tree to tree
casting a colorful halo
all around this morning
mirroring the leaves light
one to another
and the sparkling droplets
of the liquid light
laying upon the damp ground
as I sit here
enjoying the marvels
of early day, morning light
Peace should dawn
upon the hearts
Bisexual in AmericaBisexual in America6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There is this illusion,
That being "bi" is cool.
Jumping to a conclusion
About me is just cruel.
I didn't dream this up.
I'm not playing pretend.
If you call me a slut,
It's your moral sin.
I'm not bisexual
Just because I'm greedy.
It's been perpetual
I'm ostracized by Straights
For being perverted.
Shut out by Lesbians
For being diverted.
"You can't marry a man
And claim to love women.
You have to take a stand.
Make a choice. Us or Them?"
There's no way to explain
Why I'm bisexual,
But the title is stained
When deemed conceptual.
I'm faced with the same fears
As so many others:
It took me twenty-four years
To tell my own mother.
Disillusions and lies:
I stand here before you,
Haiku Theory Part 1 -2009-A Lot of Words About A Little PoemHaiku Theory Part 1 -2009-6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
An Introduction to Haiku Structures
A haiku poem cannot be defined according to the number of syllables and lines it contains (nor by the number of syllables in each line). Although I do not wish to go into the reasons why at this point (I will save that for a later discussion) the form of modern English haiku, as Haruo Shirane writes, is a short poem, usually written in one to three lines. (in Gilbert, 2009) At this point our definition sounds very vague. If the number of syllables and lines do not define a haiku poem, then what does? And if a haiku poem is simply a short one, two or three-line poem then what separates it from other forms of Western short-verse or, in the case of one-line haiku, a sentence?
Patricia Donegan writes, in agreement with the Western haiku community at large, that syllable counting... is not the important thing for haiku in English. Haiku is an experience, not an act of co
His Butler, EndHis Butler, End4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Yet another outfit of his is stuffed into a suitcase, his maid lingers by his bed with her hands clasped to her chest as she stares with wide eyes. In her whole three years of services has she never seen the small, powerful figure of Ciel Phantomhive in a hurry so strong that he didn't even bother with changing to prepare to leave.
This morning had happened in such a confusion, first when she came in to awaken him Mey-Rin found the young earl in the hallways of all places dragging a suitcase into his room. He had promptly slammed it atop his bed, wrenched open his wardrobe and began a frantic stuffing of clothes.
He hadn't even bothered to change out of his nightclothes, a large white shirt that was worn by his father, Vincent Phantomhive. Somehow Mey-Rin was able to convince him to wear a pair of pants, which he tore from his closet wrenching them around his waist then continued his work.
"Young master," Mey-Rin calls as Ciel sits atop his luggage bouncing up and down a few times befo
Character Design TutorialGENERAL ISSUES ABOUT CHARACTER DESIGNCharacter Design Tutorial5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
[New section!] Over-mirroring aka sticking too much in patterns of the original series!
INTRODUCTION: DESIGN OF CHARACTER'S LOOKS: WHAT IS ITS ROLE IN THE WHOLE CHARACTER DESIGN?
At first: No costume can save a badly made character. Your Average Joe/Jane character won't become any more interesting even if you make him/her to wear turquoise hair and odd-colored neon-color eyes. What makes character interesting is his/her INNER SIDE: his/her personality, history, skills, behavior pattern, odd traits, running gags, simply WHAT (S)HE IS. A rye bread doesn't become into a cream cake even if you put on it whipped cream and strawberries.
However, a good design may help the reader/viewer to notice, tell apart and remember the character more easily. That's why all Naruto characters are not sporting black hair and wearing those green tactical vests: if all character seemed almost similar, it would be pain for the reader to tell who of th
A Guide to Writing Combat-Related Mental IllnessComing Back from Combat: A Writer’s Guide to Combat Related Psychological Illness in FictionA Guide to Writing Combat-Related Mental Illness2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The aim of this guide is simple: plenty of people want to write about war, to explore it, to understand it and understand soldiers they know who are in it or have come from it. But, often times putting the aftermath, the pain, and the psychological impact war has on the mind into words is difficult to do well.
This guide exists to help fiction writers accurately portray psychological disorders in their work, because the people who suffer from these disorders and their loved ones deserve honesty and do not deserve to be misrepresented. The guide is here to help writers understand how these disorders come about, how they are treated, and how to think critically about how they might impact the person who has them.
1. A disclaimer, and polemics.
2. Why are you writing a psychological illness into your story?
3. Terms you should be familiar with for this
TF-He's GoneTF-He's Gone6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Transformers, or any of the song/movie quotes used in this story. However, the idea for this story does, indeed, belong to me.
NOTE: DO NOT READ THIS FIC UNLESS YOU HAVE READ THE VEILED THREAT, OR DO NOT MIND SPOILERS FROM SAID BOOK!!! MAJOR SPOILERS ABOUND!
Writing Prompt #14/50
Title: Hes Gone
Rating: T (Just to be safe)
Takes Place: After the Events of Chapter Seven of The Veiled Threat
Teaser: Bumblebee gets some sad news about one of his best Autobot friends, and Sam is there to help him through it.
EVEN THOUGH HE HAD ONLY BEEN INVOLVED IN A
I Love YouI love you so completelyI Love You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and think of you
through out the long day
I miss you when You are not near
I crave you so strongly
that I nearly tremble
your dark brownness
so silky soft and smooth
excites me internally
making my heart pump
the blood rushing
all through my veins
is growing stronger
as to you I near
I can smell you
before I can see you
your deep scent
wafting out to me
like the sweetest perfume
intoxicating me to follow
your smell through the room
pushing through the throng
uttering growls of irritation
until I am with you
and I reach out for you
taking you into my hand
I feel your heat
and it sooths me
I hold you against my chest
hugging your goodness
my thankfulness is aroused
I love you so very much
your color and your smell
the heat that you put off
as I prepare to take you
into my mouth to taste
oh yes so very wonderful
you are just as I thought
you couldn't be any better
I couldn't live with out you
you are my coffee
and with this poem
I sing to thee
TF - Time to LeaveThe wind howled softly through the falling precipitation of the Earth, the shudders of leaves making it seem almost as though they were trying to speak with the wind as it rose and fell his optics dimmed as he brought his legs a bit closer to his chest plating, knowing this would be the last time he'd wake to hear the chirping of birds outside his room. Knew that he would step outside and not hear the sounds of the bustling city, not bring his hand up to shield his optics from the sun's rays not turn and smile as she came up to him with her bright smile, pig-tails bouncing softly with each step.TF - Time to Leave6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His spark ached.
It all happened so fast everything rather spun out of control. And he found himself not believing that that Prowl was gone, that Megatron was captured, the Decepticons defeated finally or for now anyway. He couldn't believe that they were going home, but now it didn't feel like they were returning to a home, but to a memory he had forgotten.
Final Supernatural ObsessionLast 25 Ways to Tell Your Obsessed with... SUPERNATURALFinal Supernatural Obsession5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
76. You don't know if the Colt or Ruby's knife is more badass.
77. You stalk the actors' pages online.
78. You express your love for Supernatural constantly through fan fiction, fan art and nonstop fan chatter.
79. You celebrate Sam and Dean's birthdays.
80. You search the yellow pages for Pamela so she can help you contact the spirit world.
81. You always dress in layers.
82. Those nightmares you've been having seem more like premonitions.
83. You always ask for Supernatural stuff for holidays.
84. Now you want to try a purple nurple, if you haven't already.
85. You have love/hate relationships with some of the characters, like Zachariah and Bela.
86. You completely disregard the mature content warnings on the Internet concerning the show.
87. All your friends know better than to ask you a question about Supernatural knowing you won't stop after that.
88. Whether you've watched the show since it first came out in 2
Optimus Prime's LullabyOptimus Prime's LullabyOptimus Prime's Lullaby7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yes... It's all coming clear to me now. After so many centuries of failed plans and pointless bloodshed, I now see the path to our glorious comeback and flawless victory over the Decepticons...
Um, but, sir... Maybe we should just
Come now, Bumblebee. It's been a long day, and I know you must be utterly exhausted.
Sleep, my little youngling
Let your dreams align
One day when you're big and strong
You will be a Prime
Er, good night.
Good night, my small yellow scout. Sleep well, for tomorrow marks the beginning of your true training...
I've been through many savage battles
The AllSpark gone with no defense
When I think of what those 'Cons did
I get a little tense
But I've seen visions so pretty
That I don't feel so depressed
They soothe my inner-sparkli
Cybertron.Ironhide was shooting at a pile of scrap metal in the area he had dubbed his makeshift shooting range. He was grateful to Captain William Lennox for allowing him to build one on their large property.Cybertron.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When the sound of someone clapping reached his audios, the weapons specialist quickly spun around. He had been unaware that he had an audience. He had been so absorbed into the destructive and powerful explosions of his targets that signals that were any less than Decepticons were ignored.
To his quick relief, he spotted Sarah Lennox standing on the small hill; the family's old Dodge Caravan they used when he was unavailable, parked behind her.
"I hope I didn't interrupt." She stated as her sea blue eyes twinkled in the late afternoon sunlight.
The Topkick shook his helm. "Not at all."
He retracted his two cannons before walking over to the curly, dirty blonde woman. "Is there something wrong?"
The blonde bit her bottom lip. "Well, I need to go into town to run some errands. It may take a
My Really Long Webcomic GuideMy Really Long Webcomic Guide5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Jenny's Really Long Webcomic Guide
I have been getting quite a few emails and questions about starting up your own webcomic, so I decided to compile all the articles I'd written before into this one comprehensive guide.
This massive wall of text has several sections:
- How to start
- Getting the story started
- Readership & research
- The Internets!
These are my own guidelines, based on my own experiences, and these are my solutions to the problems and issues I have encountered along the way. This is not necessarily the one true way. There are probably many different solutions to any problem. And a bajillion books on this very subject too. But regardless of what I have to say, do what works for you!
So take your bathroom breaks now, because you'll be here for a bit! Sit tight and enjoy my blathering!
Part One: "How do you start a webcomic?" A Short Question... with a big, long, friggin' answer.
Okay, a l
Bored Games (SherlockXReader) RQClomp-clomp-creak. The carpeted stairs show sign of ageing as they sigh beneath your feet, breathing in relief as you step on the next one. “He’s just being completely unreasonable.” John tells you, reaching into his inside pocket to deposit the jingling keys. “I’m just glad you wanted to come. I only hope you can deal with him, I’m not leaving the house to him alone when he’s like this.” The two of you reach the door to their apartment, he stops and so do you. “Now, he’s completely booby-trapped the house. I don’t know what’s going to happen when we open the door, but I suggest we stand well back. Knowing Sherlock, we could be incinerated or harpooned or something.”Bored Games (SherlockXReader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Getting behind the short male, his arm stretched out to protect you from whatever Sherlock had come up with, you watch as he pushes the door open, only to stand well back against the wall. With the sound of a firecracker, something dark and heavy
Bumblebee and Sam: Rainy DaysBumblebee and Sam: Rainy Days4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Great that's just great," sighed Sam. He sank onto the cluttered bench in his garage, running a frustrated hand through his hair as he stared out across the rain-drenched yard. "The second I get my car back from the wash, the heavens decide to open. Who knows what kind of garbage is in the atmosphere? It's probably full of sand from that storm in the desert a few weeks ago I don't want you getting all dirty again right after I paid good money to have you cleaned up."
Sitting on the floor beside him, hunched over but still filling most of the garage nonetheless, Bumblebee gave a dry whining sound through his semi-functional vocal processors. In all honesty, he couldn't care less about the weather his friend's well-being and happiness took priority over all else. He watched Sam glower out at the downpour, studying the human's disheartened posture in concern.
Bumblebee was truly thankful that he had been allowed to stay with Sam in his new home, despite all of the da