Werewolves: LycansWerewolves of the SensesWerewolves: Lycans6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Scientific Name: Lupus vir
There is no noticeable difference in size between human and werewolf forms. They can be of any height due to the nature of these werewolves.
Like all werewolf species they can be found worldwide. There is no known origin of Lycans as their populations are often unpredictable, usually they rapidly increase in high human density areas and their either take over the area or are wiped out by hunters.
Lycans do not have an extended lifespan; if anything they have a very short one. Given their nature they become prime targets of hunters after they have become active after their first full moon after infection.
Like all werewolves they have enlarged canines though they don't have a distinct characteristic in human form.
In werewolf form, Lycans do not develop any body fur in their werewolf form. They look remarkably like humans when shifted with the exception of wolf-like c
The Curse of Cat's GraceEarly one morning, Jasmine was looking out her window high above the city. She had nothing important to do until later that afternoon and, knowing she was alone, decided she wanted to escape the castle for a short time to explore the markets of the city below. After putting on a thick robe to disguise herself from begin recognized, the princess used a rope she kept in hidden to repel down the back of the castle, safely entering the busy city.The Curse of Cat's Grace9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jasmine explored the various stalls and small shops setup in the market, eagerly perusing their wares. After awhile, she noticed a short alleyway with a candlelit shop at the end of it. She ducked out of the crowd to see what this shop had to offer. The owner inside was similarly robed, and was wearing a veil over her face. Though the shop was moderately dark, Jasmine could make out a variety of pottery and artifacts lining the walls of the shop. One of the artifacts caught her eye though--a choker with a small gold bell on it. She picked it up an
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
WheretheWildThingsAre AnalysisMany of you may be familiar with the tale of Where the wild Things Are. You probably read it at some point during your childhood or you most likely saw the 2009 film. To be sure, it's one of the most popular and beloved children's books to date and is still widely read in many households with young people. This popularity has led to many speculations about the book's nature. Some say there's a deeper meaning that belies the playful adventures of a young boy in a wolf suit. Others say it's nothing more than an entertaining and fanciful tale for youth. However, why would an adult write something as seemingly nonsensical as this? Very rarely is it for "entertainment's sake." Why a wolf suit? Why monsters? Why an island?WheretheWildThingsAre Analysis5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the following text a deeper content of the work itself will be given an in-depth analysis and have some of the more esoteric themes.
The book itself opens up with a small boy by the name of Max who has a liking for causing mischief and wreaking havoc around the h
Bruce Wayne/Batman x Child! Reader 5 I have not done one of these in a while. I'm sorry Batman. Don't hurt me. Homestuck stories are just fun to type. And I think i'm gonna base more of the looks on Arkham City for the villains because that game did make them look pretty cool. (In my opinion)Bruce Wayne/Batman x Child! Reader 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You woke up in the middle of the night, a cold sweat on your forehead. You had a nightmare that you couldn't recall but you knew it had scared you. A soft, shaky sigh escaped you as you looked around your room. Bruce had placed you in your bed after you fell asleep on the couch. Slowly stepping out of your bed, you made your way quietly to the door. It creaked slightly as you squeezed through the gap to get to the hallway. You could hear the snores of your brother and dad softly ringing throughout the hallway. You decided not to wake them u
Teen Guardian Parents Chapter 29Life With Jack Frost: Teen Guardian ParentsTeen Guardian Parents Chapter 292 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 29: Playful Kiss
All of you went back to the theater and checked up on the girl. She's getting well continuously that made your son felt safe about her. The kids all said their thanks to the winter spirit's son before he left. You and Jack was waiting outside for him and when he came out and decided to take a stroll.
Jef picked the place to rest in. The park where you and Jack first met. The young guardian felt different at that time and can't resist not looking at you.
Your son took out his silver flute and sat in the middle of the park. He started to play a smooth, calming piece composed only by him.
You attentively listened and closed your eyes while doing this. Jack surprisingly held your hand tightly and this got your attention. You opened your eyes and gazed at your hand, fixed with his. Glimpsing at Jack, you stared at his hypnotizing, dazzling, blue eyes that made you speechless.
"I- I don't know why I did that…" he whi
A Book Without a ReaderTo be a bookA Book Without a Reader1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
would be the most glorious thing of all;
for a true reader
loves a book like they love their souls
In my lonesome waking hours
or during the silence under the covers
I am as sad and as lonely
as a book without a reader
I've tried to read the others
but I found it much too hard
for just when I get interested
in the winding story line
they get up and leave
and they never tell me why
for I am a book with no reader
to cradle me closely
even though I'm torn
And though others have read my pages
none of them have stayed.
Some have taken pages,
others took chapters
a few wrote their names
on the front cover of my heart
in permanent ink
never to depart.
During the sunlit hours
I will smile and laugh and sing
but only to hide
these lonesome bones
that sigh and crack with doubt
For I have gotten so deliciously deceiving
at being happy
that I no longer know the difference
between when I'm telling tales
and when my heart thunders
Teen Guardian Parents Chapter 40Life With Jack Frost: Teen Guardian ParentsTeen Guardian Parents Chapter 402 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 40: Ashen Meets the Guardians
Jef was waiting alone in the living room while the guardians, including Jack Frost and you, were talking to the Nightmare King's daughter. Your son have been thinking about what Ashen had said lately. About the name and everything. Suddenly, Jef realized that she mentioned his name. Jef Wynter, and didn't know how she knew that.
"I have to clear my head…" he whispered and took a stroll around the place. As usual, the yetis are busy making toys and presents for boy and girls around the globe. Jef grinned as he observed them and the annoying little elves.
The winter spirit's son took out his flute and stared at it. He tried to see his last name but he can't. It was still blur. He groaned and put it back in his shirt.
He now has doubts about his name. Jef Wynter Frost. The dream he had last night was not the first. It was always the same dream but he didn't tell you that.
"Should I ask her?" he told h
New Life, New Naga PrologueHave you ever heard of a creature call Naga? It’s a large snake with arms like that of a human being. Some have the head of a cobra; others have a head of a python. They can be 15 to 20 feet long from head to tail. The ones with a cobra head are venomous while other kinds are not. Their scales are extremely tough; even bullets can hardly penetrate them. They are also extremely strong; strong enough to kill three people with one squeeze of their coils. Some people believe they are just monsters. Evil creatures that just want to come out to swallow people whole. I don’t believe that all of them are like that. How do I know? I am one. This is the story on how I became a Naga and now live as one.New Life, New Naga Prologue1 year ago in Settings More Like This
My name is Sarah and it all started the day that I decided to attend a girl scout trip with my friends. I was packing my stuff so I’d be ready to go on the outing. The trip was to be for three days. I was very excited because we wer
.writer's anemiai hunger for nothing.writer's anemia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
hunger pains are like knives of pleasure
digging into my stomach
and flaying open my chest cavity-
a dull beating in empty walls;
my bony fingers folding the paper
and pressing it to my tongue,
the parchment melting
i ache to devour only inked out letters
you stitched my mouth shut
Chaos Competition Chapter 29Can’t Take CriticismChaos Competition Chapter 291 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Celestia and Discord continued to dance to the placid music, keeping excellent rhythm as they did. They looked into each other’s eyes and were both hardly aware of the others around them.
Celestia’s eyes were a dull violet, empty of any lively glow or precise expression. However, she still smiled, danced, and spoke to Discord just fine. Her movements were not slowed down in the slightest, and she seemed to thoroughly enjoy her time with him.
Twilight tried to step forward towards them, but gasped when she and the other five were encased in a wall of thick glass, unable to even be heard. “Hey! What on earth--”
She started to tap on the glass, along with the others, but her attempts to be heard were in vain while the scene before them continued without any disturbance.
“It was so brave of you to come here, Discord.” She smiled at him again as they turned to keep up with the waltz. “I knew you would come. I knew y
MILLONAIRES SCHOOL CAPITULO 10MILLONAIRES SCHOOL CAPITULO 101 year ago in Drama More Like This
MILLONAIRES SCHOOL CAPITULO 10
Roger- es la primera vez que llevo a la novia de él joven Thomas
Marie- ¡por favor! me has llevado varias veces a casa y me traes
Roger- lleve a Marie una soltera mas no a la novia de mi jefe
Marie rio por el comentario pero se sentó veía el paisaje nocturno desde la ventana, las curiosidades que había de tras de la puerta eran tantas inimaginables su curiosidad era bastante, intento pensar otra cosa pero en todo lo que pensaba aparecía esa puerta sentía que tenía que abrirla
Marie- ¿tú sabes que hay detrás de la puerta que está en ese dichoso cuarto?
Roger- por lo que me han dicho Marie, dicen que hay varios cuadros de los ancestros de Thomas
Marie- no hablo de esa puerta hablo de la puerta chiquita que esta hasta el fondo
Roger- Marie según lo que me han contado, una criada fue a limpiar los cuadros que habían ay también sentía curio
beauty is a state of mindforgiveness is thebeauty is a state of mind8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
scent the violet leaves
on the foot that stomped it;
I am beautiful in remembrance:
I am beautiful
in a body two sizes too
large, in eyes dilated
with questions (eyes
you cannot name; gray
like the ocean, blue
like the heart, green like
the fever dream I cannot
wake from) I am the
hair of a lion, a wild
thing, ignition upon
tempted glance. I am the skin
you cannot name, always fleeting;
you always see
but never truly take in.
and I know a boy
carved of ivory silence,
Sonic the Hedgehog AnalysisIf there is one figure that constantly rivals the gaming world's Mario, it's Sonic.Sonic the Hedgehog Analysis5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
He's been running around for more than a few years and it's a wonder he hasn't aged at all. But surely a series as long-running as Sonic is bound to have a few dark secrets of its own, something that makes it more than a game or two where you pick up chao and run around in circles saving baby animals.
Many of you will noticed Sonic has not aged over the past 15 years. This is a representation of eternal youth and his constant running from place to place symbolizes the desire to never grow up and remain forever young. It also represents youth's irresponsibility and inability of the young to make lasting commitments. Likewise, Sonic's eternally smiling face and cocky attitude symbolize the overall cockiness of youth and the firm belief that he will never have to face the world of growing up or taking responsibility.
Sonic can also be seen to double as a metaphor for the elusiveness of the natural world.
ampersand. inside me i have aampersand. 2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
hundred different storms
the wind is harsh and the rain
is cold, but i stand
with upturned palms
in the face of it all. the eye of the
tornado is a
beautiful thing. to the left is the house
i used to occupy but
never lived in, and above my
buzzed out head the
paint is peeling off the
walls, freshly painted, dried and
already dying; a flower
nobody cared to water. all the plants around the
ripped up by the things we never
got to say. i miss you
and the way you always told the thunder
to stop, but i am now
almost eighteen (which is very different
from freshly seventeen), and i see now
that all you did
was put a cap on the flood.
when the wind drops and
falls back to below my shoulders, i
open my mouth
and taste blood. let it
the words do not come.i am told to writethe words do not come.10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
from my heart, but i cannot
find it in my chest.
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 46Everlasting Snow: Chapter 462 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Guardians all lift their heads, curiously staring at you.
“Please, just give me…one more day with him,” you plea, looking at each of them in turn.
After a quick consultation with the others, North returns to you. “We shall have to see how he is doing first.”
You nod and stand as he does.
Jangle bids you farewell as he rejoins the other elves.
You follow North through the building, trekking down long curving hallways, up a decorated stairwell or two—at which a white yeti with green eyes and a fire truck in its hands has to stand aside to let the group pass—and even through a couple of other rooms that just lead to more paths. It’s like the place is just asking to be explored, an adventure in itself. As if it was designed so even North wouldn’t know what was behind every door, always maintaining a sense of wonder and mystery. Despite that illusion, though, North didn’t get you guys lost, seemin
how to survive highschool: a guide. i.how to survive highschool: a guide. 1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
walk in, take off
your wings. these lockers are too
small to hold anything
of value, so shove those dreams of yours
in your pockets and
get your ass to class.
when they tell you that you're
not good enough,
listen– it's not the first time
you've heard it but
it's the first time you've
drown in numbers– slit your wrists
with a graphing
calculator, choke on the pages of your
AP statistic textbook
that doesn't explain shit (just like
try not to cry when
you are judged for your GPA more than
your character. after
all, it only gets
from here, right? someday
you'll get out– but that's just what you
to make these walls feel
and then it's over; you put on an
overpriced cap and gown and
walk your ass
across a stage with all the kids
you despise. all the girls
that teased you
and the boy who used to pull your
Little Rookie Soldier-Nanase Haruka x ReaderLittle Rookie Soldier-Nanase Haruka x Reader Baby DaddyLittle Rookie Soldier-Nanase Haruka x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
For your information:
(Name): your name
(h/c): your hair colour
(h/l): your hair length
(e/c): your eye colour
(s/t): your skin tone
Tiny hands padded down the tatami floor on the living room, deep ocean blue irises gazed straightly to the hands that were in front of the infant by a few steps.
"Come on, Masatoshi! Come to mama!", the infant mother-- known as Nanase (y/n)-- encouraged him.
"Ah! Ah!", responding whatever the (e/c) eyed woman said, Masatoshi crawled a bit faster to reach the warm, loving arms that always held him through his still short time in the world.
Alas, he had reached his mother warm embrace.
"Good job, baby~", the words couldn't compare to the warm, moist lips that settled on his chubby, soft as satin cheek. And of course, the gentle hold of the softest hands in the world was the best prize he always got. Masatoshi squealed in delight as his mother showered him with little kisses a
What's New, Mary Sue?Standing alone on a deserted street corner, a man in a trench coat and fedora quickly glanced around to make sure no one was following. Then he hurriedly turned the corner and made his way swiftly down a dark alley where an unmarked metal door awaited him. He once again looked over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed and went inside. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him.What's New, Mary Sue?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inside there were several folding chairs facing each other in a small circle in a brightly lit windowless room. It looked like the typical group therapy room. Except for the fact that the occupants appeared anything but ordinary.
"Well, it's about time you showed up, Walteeer," came a sly voice from the chair closest to the man in the trench coat. "We were wondering when you'd get here."
Walter Kovacs a.k.a Rorschach glared down angrily through his mask as the man with scraggly green hair and eyes blackened with charcoal gr
Snow on the Wind-Chapter 25Winter came late for countries around the world. Weathermen were baffled at the sudden change of late snow.Snow on the Wind-Chapter 252 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jamie was still Jamie, although when his friends suggest a snowball fight, his face falls, remembering you playing with his friends, laughing along.
Tooth finally gave up her little jealousy rages and became good friends with Jack, although she does drop hints once in a while, wanting to start a relationship.
North, Bunny, and Sandy were shocked that a loss of a life was the price for their victory. They set up a memorial for you near the lake, which almost everyone attended to the funeral. Jack? He was shell shocked at your death, and spent nearly a year by the frozen lake in Burgess, watching the sun set over your white tomb. Eventually, he did move on, but whenever someone said the word Snowflake to him, he would look like a lost little kid.
Insonium was put near your tomb, no one ever daring to touch it, for fear of Pitch's magic to spread.
Your wings never faded. At th
AssassinAssassin1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know who you are, walking alone
With that look in your eye,
And your own secret throne,
The secrets you hide,
You know that I know.
Don't know your destination,
Disgust of Assassination
I know why you're you, out in the dark,
With that look in your eye,
That electric spark,
That past that you hide,
It's no secret anymore.
Your not at all cliched,
Double blade, a maid,
Made to assassinate
I know your past, why you hide away,
The family and friends you lost,
The price you had to pay,
It's not really your fault,
Your not that alone.
You take a long time deciding,
Your striding, colliding
Your own world your dividing
I know you begged, when you were young,
In streets at morn, dusk and dawn,
To feed yourself, I know that it stung,
Scars in your heart,
Though of course you won't
august.they say thataugust.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but what really
destroys all these
brilliant young hearts
are those boys and
girls who make
pretty shirts and
slick ties out of our
Ball And ChainBall And ChainBall And Chain1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Brown eyes opened slowly and glanced up at the sound of the doors opening, walking through the doorway was nothing short of an angel, a woman with short black hair, the most gorgeous, peircing purple eyes, with a round face and small features, cloaked all in black, a beautifull black, Victorian gown, she graced the floor of these hellish hallways like an angel gliding down Heaven's path, and the owner of the brown eyes couldn't look away from her, she slowly made her way towards him, her gown sweeping the floor, gathering the filth littering in, but she didn't seem to care, she opened her mouth, and when he heard her voice for the first time he thought he was truly, honestly, dead, being taken from here and moving on to the afterlife with her as his guide, "You see me don't you?" she breathed, he blinked slowly and nodded his head, equally as slow, she gave the thinnest smile and sat down across from him at the small table, her thin hand reaching across and sweeping