.the oaks crouch to greet.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
me, i sit with the ferns and
the forest listens
PetitePetite3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This is Kyle or what used to be him. Kyle had a brother named Logan who always hated how Kyle did everything better than he did, sports, school, even girls. He was sick of it so one day surfing the web Logan found a spell that was supposed to get rid of someone so he memorized it. The next day Logan was waiting for Kyle at home. When Kyle walked in Logan hit him with a baseball bat. While Kyle was unconscious he used the spell only he forgot some words & instead of Kyle disappearing. Instead of being his 22 year old self he became a 20 year old he shrunk from 6 foot 6 to a petite 5 foot 1, his brown buzz cut turned blonde & grew down past his shoulders, his features became less masculine he lost all his muscle, his arms, legs, hands, & feet grew small & slender, his clothes changed from a leather jacket & jeans to a tight fitting corset & matching panties, his waist become more curved, & his hips cracked outward, his changes were finally wrapping up when two giant DD formed in his ches
Description tipsTips for creative strong descriptions:Description tips3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
What do you see? Hear? Smell? Feel? Taste? Although sight is the sense that is most often appealed to in writing, appealing to the other senses greatly strengthens your description.
o A description that only appeals to sight:
The girl walked into the dark room. Cob webs covered the old cracked walls, and dust had accumulated on the floor.
o A description that appeals to all your senses:
The girl walked into the eerily silent dark room, and she couldn't help but crinkle her nose at the obvious smell of must and mold. With each breath she took, she could taste the rotten, stale air. Thick layers of gray dust stuck to the cold floor were disturbed with her every step, and sticky white cobwebs clung to the corners of the room creating ominous nets of dead insects. Clearly, no one had been in the room for a long time.
Use figurative language to enhance your description, but don't use overly clichéd
What you really meanStop confusing me with your confusing figures of speech, metaphors, similies, and obvious hints to how you feel.What you really mean6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My ears pick up on "You can do better." but literally translate to something called dissapointment.
Why not tell me straight up how you feel instead of sugar-coating it like the supposed stuckup you are?
How dare you pity me, thinking you're sparing my heart by letting me down gently when you're just slowly poisoning it?
And the next minute, "I was only trying to encourage you!" Translating to calling me rude?
Tell me what you really mean.
"I like you!" Is what my friend hears, naive to everything and taking it all literally.
Does she really not understand nor comprehend the lies inbetween the spaces of those teeth?
Or the hot stinking breath that followed after those three foul words were mentioned?
Perhaps you were momentarily unable to inhale such putrid mixed odors that hit your face filled with open pores.
The literal translation of reverse phsycology, figuring you a wa
On Goals and SuccessHow many of us are stuck in that rut of wanting to achieve something but we cant? "I can't make a web comic because I don't have the resources," "I can't play my favorite instrument because I don't have the time," "I can't become a writer because I suck at writing." It's in my belief that the only thing getting between us and our goals is the simple word "can't." It really is that simple. Drop the n't and you have "I can make a web comic," "I can play my favorite instrument," "I can become a writer." The rest of the sentence is just excuse. When you tell yourself you can achieve a goal, that's when success occurs.On Goals and Success4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The Be-Do-Have Speech
I learned from a very wise professor that we often have our mindset backwards. "Have-Do-Be" we have to have something, in order to do the things we need to do, to be what we set out to be. Thus if we don't have, we can't do, and if we can't do, then we can't be. "I can't draw a comic because I don't know how." The successors in the world, reverse that th
RP-Guide - Character Creation and DevelopmentCharacter Creation and DevelopmentRP-Guide - Character Creation and Development2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
((Whether you're writing your own story or RPing, there's a lot that goes into making an interesting and realistic character. I know that some RPers prefer to come up with characters literally on the spot before they start playing. Others prefer to have one prepared and ready beforehand. I'm one of the latter. Some people can pull off just whipping a character up out of nowhere; if you're able to do that well, you have my respect. But for the rest of us, I have some helpful tips! Not very much of this is WG exclusive, but hey, it helps for any kind of RP.
Once again, most of these are based on my experience and personal opinion. You might have different ideas about things that do and don't work. Take it with as many grains of salt as you wish. The most important thing about RP is that both you and your partners are having fun.))
1. What do they look like?
This might sound like a silly question. They're your characters, after all
How to make a decent character1. Avoid making fan characters. What's the point of creating if you're piggybacking off someone else's idea?How to make a decent character4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2. If all your characters look the same or look related, or they all look identical to characters from shows you like, you're doing it wrong. Practice variety in facial proportions, body types, heights, ethnicities, personalities, and ages. The easier it is to recognize a character without relying on their outfit or hairstyle, the better.
3. When basing a character off any culture's mythology, DO YOUR RESEARCH FIRST.
4. If you're going to make a character with any sort of physical/mental disease, DO YOUR RESEARCH FIRST.
5. Making a character original doesn't necessarily mean you need to give them a super detailed, cluttered-up backstory or appearance. Simplicity is a wonderful thing, and the most memorable characters are simple characters.
6. If your character is an outcast, especially in a social environment such as school, DO NOT make them attractive with
Feel Like a Failure?On MistakesFeel Like a Failure?4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
So you feel like a failure? Like your whole life is just one mistake after the other? The truth is, we all feel that way, because that's what life is, really. One shortcoming after another. But there's good news in that.
A smart man follows advice when it's first given, but a wise man learns it from experience. And what is experience, but trial and error? If you are right the first time, then you know how to do something, but if you make the mistake, you learn twice as much; what to do, and what NOT to do.
Mistakes are a teacher's greatest aspect. I used to think that in order to help people, I had to be perfect myself, but I find that through my failures and my shortcomings, I can offer the best advice. I've learned that from the people who've taught me as well. My parents aren't perfect, nor are they gallant military folk or 'heroes' by the modern sense of the word, but its through their humbleness that they've taught me some of the greatest lessons, and it's that very co
A Dragon's heart: prologue"Ember's flame so brave and boldA Dragon's heart: prologue5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
doth the gold that does not hold.
For as it melts inside thy flesh
it starts to awaken an early death."
In the first book of this adventerous series where secrets lay, a young 19 year old Dragon rider with an unknown identity and a sharp tongue named Lillian resides with one of the scaly beasts after darkness was bestowed upon her early life. As she fights off knights and take flight to the skies, she meets a possible blast from her past as the clock starts ticking, a young prince who isn't exactly who a princess would call upon to save from her bloody tower and has to stop a threat that is brewing over the entire dragon race. Will she be able to defend them, or will she have to stand down for once just for being..a woman?
Character Description FormCharacter Description Form3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This form works for commissions, art trades, requests, or any possible situation in which I or someone else could be drawing your character.
This form will give me a sense of how to draw your character! Please copy and paste this text into a note or deviation. Highlight and type over the parts that aren't in bold. You can jump back to this form for the links.
Please share as much information as you can think of! The more info you give me, the more easily I can draw your character how you envision him/her. You won't be pestering me if you tell me the exact hair color; instead, I'll be happier to know that I'm getting it right.
Premium members (and non-premium members?) can add thumbnails to literature deviations through Sta.sh! This is a great way to incorporate reference pictures. Otherwise just put in links, such as
Next time - remember meTime seems to have been a reminder of how long it has been - it doesn't register as a feeling. I don't feel it has been long. But I know.Next time - remember me10 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And my appearance has changed, it's daunting and more of what is considered mature. For I have matured. Or is that so?
And I hug them, my hug is warm and promising and loving, for it is a true hug. I say "Where have you been? Long have you been gone!"
They hug back and answer but I am unable to listen. For sad it is that I am the one asking. When I was the one gone.
Alzheimer's Disease (Heart)didAlzheimer's Disease (Heart)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
iron of your
me breathless, once
[did you forget to love me]
[did you forget to love me]
will be the very,
CastleEons ago, in a parallel dimension, the Ancients, an archaic humanoid race, were fighting a brutal and seeming endless civil war.Castle7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
An almost endless wave of warriors marched out of their vast castles and stone fortresses, intent on war. Sword clashed with axe, and the sound of steel ringing off steel echoed across the gray wastelands of their world.
They fought out of ignorance, out of evil and out of hatred.
Many of the warring Ancient kingdoms slowly discovered a psychic force springing up within many of their armies units.
The power to read minds, and manipulate the world around them with the sinews of thought and emotion.
Little is known of their mysterious power.
Out of foolishness, and the greed of the ancients, some factions stretched their power to its very limits, tearing the very fabric of reality and spawning the evils.
Unending storms blotted out the sun, casting their world into a perpetual twilight, wracked with lightning storms. Darkness and unspeakable c
Population may be odd... but it's a Mating NumberWhen the time comes to say goodbyePopulation may be odd... but it's a Mating Number2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's the time to tell the lie
the lie that lies for years in you
and never reveals what you have to do
Sun is no longer certain
Nights are darker than black
and if you try to escape that hateful fate
over again, your nightmares will be back
Devil without mercy,
Moon without the pale light...
Past never forgets your wrong right
When crimson blood was painting midnight
Look up, this sky
is painted with rubicund dye..
Is it your blood? Is it your soul...
Or is it the annealed evil from below?
This picture may seem cute
may seem harmless
but when I look at it brings me countless...
memories, thoughts, feelings, my biggest loss...
of my beloved person, my innocent lullaby
I never was unoffending, never had an alibi
and people always told me
"Go away, no more space for you to occupy..."
There was only one person that loved me for real
Like a floss, like a feather, that was her feel
her name was short... only 3 letters
but I always called it with great fondn
GoodbyeGoodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whats the good?
Why can't people say bye?
I said goodbye.
But people said no stay.
So you can torture me more.
I fell into darkness once.
I said goodbye.
They said no please don't.
I held myself crying.
I talked to alot of people.
No one could make me feel better.
Not until I tried once more.
Im in the light.
But also in the dark crying.
I want to say goodbye.
I try and fight.
But for what?
I end up screwing things up.
In my goodbye.
It might be good for all of us.
So I want to say goodbye.
But for some reason.
What would they do if I said goodbye?
I feel lied to.
Everybody seems to hate me but when I say goodbye.
They won't let me or make me want to say goodbye.
I want to say goodbye.
So as I end this.
I'll say two words.
Time To Get Over It?Do you know how it feels to run a straight razor down your arm?Time To Get Over It?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or the heeling pain of slicing your skin?
Do you know the sudden spilling rush of blood and adrenalin?
Or the taste of the coppery liquid?
Do you know how it feels to be so alone?
Or the suffocating freedom?
Do you know what it's like to only want to know the same four walls?
Or to know what you are doing to yourself?
Do you know the draining sorrow of knowing no loving beauty?
Or how it feels to drown at night in your tears?
Do you know how it feels to never fit in?
Or to feel isolated when in a crowd?
Do you know the driven chaos that makes you consider that bottle of pills, hidden in a cabinet in the bathroom?
Or the contemplation of a fall?
If you know none of these things then how can you tell me to get over it?
How to Design complex characters using core beliefHow to Design complex characters using core belief9 years ago in Editorial More Like This
A character is basically formed by three things: Personality, Beliefs, History
After designing the character's story and personality, what will help them stay in character is designing the layers of their core beliefs.
The key thing is, these core beliefs are never, ever spoken by the character themselves. They just behave in this belief like it's normal and not even think it's there.
Of course you can still choose to have them say it, they will just be a simpler open book type character. Or say it partially hiding its true statement, you can also use a character's core belief statement to make it a story statement if you see fit.
A core belief system is the thing that will make the character see the world around them differently from one another; thus making their judgement and decisions differently as well.
Everyone (real people) operates this way. Core belief can be formed as early as babies. So watch out of the kids.
After the first layer of core belief is formed, the
Do Not Fall in LoveFall in love with an actress in a movie, someone with cinema red lips, the color of your seat. Fall in love with her because she is beautiful and, just maybe, with the right box of hair dye, you could be her. Do not eat lunch. Skip dinner. You never ate breakfast anyway, so that's alright. Gorge yourself on cake and cornflakes when you get home from work, feeling like your stomach lining is eating itself. Do not buy a box of hair dye.Do Not Fall in Love2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Fall in love with the boy on the train with the high cheek bones and sepia-toned skin. Fall in love with him because he is dangerous. He has gages in his ears and tattoos too high on his neck. He might have a gun; the two of you could become bank robbers. Imagine sitting next to him and whispering something in his ear. He will love your white lace dress and innocence; he will free you from both before the night is over. Despair when he gets off five stops before you. Do not follow him.
Fall in love with the professor of the night class you're taking to ke
THE Zombie Survival Guide*This part is for newbies. Skip down to the dashes if you already know this stuff.*THE Zombie Survival Guide3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Okay, so first of all, a zombie is a reanimated corpse that lurches around looking for human flesh. Different breeds may be reasoned with, or even "cured" back to the original personality. However, the most typical zombies:
-Are incoherent. They will not be reasoned with or threatened.
-They don't sleep.
-They seem to like brains, but most will settle for a nice hunk of your flesh.
-The come in different speeds, from crawling to shambling to running. Most are shambling along at a slow slow walk.
-They do not drown or asphyxiate.
-Some will burn easily while others will not burn at all.
-Most zombies will "die" from severe damage to the head.
-It is said they are attracted by sound, but this varies.
-VERY IMPORTANT: The most dangerous thing about zombies is that if they bite you and you die before your brain is destroyed, you will come back to life as ANOTHER ZOMBIE. That's how they spread their numbers
breathing is easy but I'm terrible at itapril suns always left streaks ofbreathing is easy but I'm terrible at it8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
yellow on your driveway
before they sank.
you laughed at how
the flowers coughed on me
along the bilirubin pavements
on the way to your house
I confused all the streetlights
for sunsets and drowned in
halogen tidepools in those evenings
when the sidewalks ended but
my thoughts of you wouldn’t
maybe love is the sum
of all the excuses we make for it,
or I’m just too tired
to pull myself to the surface
you roll the blades of grass
through your grips, dusting
your fingerprints with haptens
I’d like to blame you for every
wheeze and rale but goddamnit
I just can’t
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,Life is but a Dream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
Give Me a Sign"A few more weeks and we are in the best time of year," Buford exclaimed as he walked out of the classroom with his friends. He, Baljeet, Phineas, Ferb and Isabella raised their fists into the air and shouted in unison: "Summer Vacation, Baby! Wooooo!"Give Me a Sign3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh, I have so many plans for this summer," Baljeet announced as he pulled out his agenda. "Aside from perhaps taking another university class at one point, I was going to go visit Mishti in India for three weeks." He hugged his agenda and looked at Isabella with a grin. "Oh, I cannot wait; I have not seen her for three years, now. It will be just like old times with her! We have already planned out every day!"
Isabella smiled at him. "I'm really happy you can go and visit her finally, Baljeet," she said. "I know how long you've been saving up your money."
"Yes; for many years. My parents agreed to pay for my summer classes if I worked to pay for the trip myself." He looked at the two inventors as the two stepbrothers stopped at their lo
PKMN: GlitchYoung Pokémon Trainer Red was much like any other boy his age in that he got such a thrill out of doing something he wasn't supposed to. Something against the rules... He grinned to himself as he summoned his Charizard from its Poké Ball.PKMN: Glitch4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey, buddy," he whispered. "Do you know where we are?"
The fire Pokémon nodded, looking around at the jungle-like vegetation overgrowing all sides of the thin pathway. A certain excitement rose up in Red's chest every time he heard the scurrying of Pokémon in the bushes, the distant, muffled cries of species he still had yet to capture... He grinned to himself, unable to contain his thrill at their adventure.
The Safari Zone. It was challenging, oftentimes infuriating, but Red loved it the sights, the smells, the thrill of the hunt as he sought out to catch that one rare Pokémon... It was like a gamble, or another game of chance... And while Red never liked such games, he was willing to make an exception when it came t
MasksIn the summer,Masks10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
when the air was bright with the scent of nectar and sunshine,
she was called fat.
Her friends stood away from her,
and eyed each other with discomfort so palpable that it hung,
suspended in the Gothic hues of the warm evening sky.
as it was all she could do to hide the
pain that gnawed so badly inside
almost immediately, it was joined by that of her friends.
It was there,
she crafted her first mask;
imbued with betrayal and hurt.
She named it confidence
and put it on
In the fall,
when the carnival left sweet aftertastes
reminiscent of a fragrant dream,
she was called ugly.
The fragile and furled leaves cascaded over the dying summer breeze
and as she closed her eyes,
she wondered to herself,
"Where are my friends?"
When no answer came to her,
she slowly took out a blank mask,
from the hollow expanse inside of her.
She poured her sadness into it,
slathering it with the color of frustration.
She called it "desirable",
and she made it hers