The Old God, Savitrॐ भूर्भुव: स्व: तत्सवितुर्वरेण्यं ।The Old God, Savitr4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
भर्गो देवस्य धीमहि, धीयो यो न: प्रचोदयात् ।।
The wind blew sand into your nonchalant soul,
and your heart coughed. I entered the circle
at night, and I was consumed by fire. I did not
know of you then. I have fractured myself into
a thousand souls: but they are all whole, for I did
see you in my absence. Yet you? - you
were sailing, and your head was
full of water light.
I was significant when your mother poured out water
in a copper pot from a balcony; water, which
caught and held the moon, and then spilled over
with a quiet radiance. You wondered whether
the moon l
Fairy Tale“Accept my hand, and give share of your land, or I will be forced to enforce my demand” said he, who beneath his hideous mask, watched her intensely.Fairy Tale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
With frown, she met his eyes of brown, “Tis not my land to which I can give share, cannot your request be more fair?”
His mouth of grin, fell down and pulled thin, “Defiant Lizard Queen! One more time will I ask thee. Do not refuse me twice, for I will not make this offer thrice!”.
Kneeling before her to take her hand, was her loyal but withering, second-in-command.
“Your majesty,” he addressed her gently, “be not intimidated nor fooled; for you are the last true sovereign of this Kingdom your great father built and ruled. We, your humble people, who indeed hail you as both our Queen and King; beseech you to consider the suffering his people will surely bring”.
“Fear not my most trusted friend, for I will not be the one to bring my families reign to an end”.
In tribute to Chun LiIn any country she will fightIn tribute to Chun Li3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For reasons always right
In her traditional dress of blue
She will stand by what is true
Any evil that arises can easily be fixed
By one graceful barrage of kicks
Adorable and charming but never squeamish
She will not start a fight but be its finish
This is a force no criminal can beat
Only Chun Li can be so strong and sweet
Dear SteveDear Steve,Dear Steve7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
It wasn't anything like I imagined it would be. I can't remember when they started talking about it, but I remember switching on the television one morning a few weeks ago and the news was full of it, and I realised that they had been for a while. World leaders were meeting to discuss potential solutions to the problem. In talk shows experts were interviewed, religious leaders consulted.
But life carried on. I still went to work, early on at least. I still got stuck in the traffic around Carnon Downs. Work wasn't flooded with a mass influx of panicked people. I don't think Gareth even bothered to pull down the emergency protocols manual from high on its shelf.
Gradually the workload decreased. People stopped going to the doctor, fewer people were admitted. Nobody wanted blood tests any more.
Eventually I stopped going to work. There was no point. I called in every day, just in case.
I ended up watching people go to work in the morning, as they continue
Eyes (Engineer x Reader) Free days were hard to come by in the mercenary business. But a free day came like a miracle to the RED team. You normally spent your free time pouring over books, making plans, baking with Pyro, or gathering intel. And when you made plans, you spent the afternoon with Engineer. You two had an odd way of doing things. You would sit in his workshop and read while the man would work on his inventions. There would be an occasional chat, a "have you read this yet?" or "Hand me that wrench please," then a "Goodbye, Engie." "Bye, Darlin'." This time, when you took your rightful place in the chair next to him, things went a little differently.Eyes (Engineer x Reader)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You watched him work over the top of your book. Luckily, he was fully focused on his invention, so your piercing stare remained unnoticed. Engineer was dressed casually, not at all what you'd normally seen during battles. He wore dirty coveralls with the top part tied at the waist, and a plai
Li'll Artist Motivation PoemI see the many pictures, bright and darkLi'll Artist Motivation Poem4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to behold for friends, you spoil them that much
each and every picture and word it's creator's mark
with a hand of their own, their personal touch
Darkness and depression their hearts hold
and the stories they wrote for all to see
loosing the feel for the pictures told
for their heroes and idols match they'd never be.
Chin up, proud artists, for you as well
need not match your idols and heroes but see
you have stories to picture and pictures to tell
to be a hero to others, the idol you think others to be.
Grab your pencil and tell us your paint
grab your pen and sketch us the story
for eventhough the light of your glory in your eyes is feint
to many you are that idol, and hold your own glory.
Your art is your own, your stories your fiction
see now that they come from your heart
you need not weep when your workflow has friction
for when you are done you have again created art.
In Tribute to Samus AranThrough the cold desolate void of spaceIn Tribute to Samus Aran2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No destination is too dangerous when she gives chase
Strong, swift, determined, well-armed, and relentless
All the galaxy's criminals are practically defenseless
Trained by the Chozo to be athletic and fast on her feet
In her signature space armor, there is none she cannot defeat
To deliver justice is her reason to fight
Every space pirate in the universe fears her might
Not even dreaded Ridley can hope to endure
Her skills and arsenal will end him for sure
From planets dangerous and barren
No one can stop the bounty hunter Samus Aran
UMvC3 Fan Moveset: YangUMvC3 Fan Moveset: Yang3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Origin: Street Fighter series
First Appearance: Street Fighter III: New Generation (1997)
Voiced by: Johnny Yong Bosch (EN) Masakazu Suzuki (JP)
Theme song: A remix of Yang's theme from Super Street Fighter IV: Arcade Edition
Alternate cotume: His alternate costume from Super Street Fighter IV: Arcade Edition
Stage: Downtown China -Midnight Thunderstorm- (Shared with Yun)
Standing light punch, Crouching light punch, Jumping light punch
Standing middle punch, Crouching middle punch, Jumping middle punch
Standing fierce punch, Crouching fierce punch, Jumping fierce punch
Youhon Shiun (F +) L + L
Ento Shugeki B, L + L
Raigeki Shuu AIR DF + K
Senpuu Kyaku F + M
Tourou Zan QCF + P , QCF + P , QCF + P
Senkyuutai DP + K
Byakko Soushouda QCB + P
Zenpou Tenshin HCB + K
Kaihou QCF + K
Sei'ei Enbu QCF + PP
Raishin Mahha Ken QCF x
Han Drakk Alene - DenNorHan Drakk Alene - DenNor5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The bartender sighed, throwing his towel over his shoulder in resignation. The front door, a rather new-looking slab of wood since the last one had been cracked in two about a week ago, opened quietly and the barman looked up.
"Oh good." he said thankfully, seeing who it was, not that he couldn't guess as there were only so many patrons who treated the old hinges and worn doorknob with respect. "You're here."
The man nodded to him in silent greeting.
It was always the same routine; tonight was no different. It was hours after any decent closing time, and the two shared no pleasantries.
Instead, the bartender would flick his towel down under the bar and fetch a single bottle of Linie off the back shelf, opening it with the ease one found having completed an action only so many before they lost count. The man would glance up and the two would share a tired look that put a little humor into the situation to make it seem less strange.
In turn, the bartender would sometimes retrieve his own
AT: The Exchange Chapter 1AT: The Exchange Chapter 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
An Adventure Time fanfiction by TIBryant.
Summary: After Fionna discovers a strange ring in a boring dungeon, Prince Gumball and Marshall Lee find their lives switched up... literally!
Pairings: Prince Gumball/Marshall
Chapter 1; So falls one
This dungeon had been insanely easy, really, and the whole thing was beginning to be one big bore. By the time the two girls reached the end, Fionna was ready to go home and have a sandwich, tired of all of the walking.
A short 16 year old with blonde hair and a bunny-eared cap, she was accompanied by her best friend - a large white cat with tan spots and magical stretching powers - who went by the name Cake. They’d been friends for quite some time (in fact Fionna could barely remember a time before she’d met Cake,) and they were inseparable.
The dungeon had had a total of four bad guys in it, making it the most boring dungeon to date. She had half a mind to go home and forg
Ephemeral1.Ephemeral2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wake up and tear the sun
from the sky like this is a
grade school art project and i
am supposed to share something
worthy of myself-- i think
there is a black hole nestled
betwixt my lonely ribs,
devouring anything alive.
on days like these, my greatest weakness
is weakness and i am my own fatal flaw.
we live by mantras and my ears ring
‘i hate every piece of me’
(he put his head to my chest
and heard me dying;
call me beautiful now)
we are the false ends of sunken
universes, we are pieces of
dead galaxies and you are
stardust, god, you are
i believe that this is all just a dream
by someone with an imagination
bigger than the word “no,” that we
are pawns in a game not worth
remembering, but when i’m with you
i never took kindly to things
that required codependency,
the uncalloused portion
of my frostbitten heart
but god, you are
47. That Awkward Moment Germany and reader When you break into someone's house and before you leave they return47. That Awkward Moment Germany and reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You watched as your friend Ludwig locked the doors to his house and left with his brother Gilbert. you knew they were planning on going somewhere for the whole day and wouldn't be back till this evening. as they left and became safe, you took your bag of useless things picked the lock to Ludwigs house and let yourself in.
You decieded to mess with their minds while they were gone so you "broke" into there house. Your mission was to make there house so clean that you could see your reflection in the carpet. By the time you were done it was around 6 P.M. so it had taken you a long long time to clean the whole house. you figured you had some time left before they would be returning. You pulled items from your bag and placed them around the house. they were very noticable. when you finished you headed for the front door. you were about to leave and were reaching for the door knob when suddently the front door swun
Bi-100Queer-NightmarecrowBISEXUAL: 100% SERIOUS, 100% QUEERBi-100Queer-Nightmarecrow10 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I'm queer, and that's all you need to know.
That's usually what I tell people when they ask, "are you a lesbian?" or "are you gay?" In truth, I'm bisexual, but I don't like admitting that to people.
Sounds pretty dumb, right? But there are certain stereotypes that go with bisexuality, as with any other identity. The stereotype that I've encountered with bisexuality, though (especially concerning bisexual girls), is particularly damaging; it's that a bi person is really not much more than a straight person who fiddles around with his or her friends of the same sex when he or she can, with absolutely no emotional involvement. A lot of people I know automatically associate "bisexual" with "teen: smoker, promiscuous, eye-makeup, pouty expression, disrespectful. Just a phase."
That is what makes me reluctant to identify as being bi. I've heard bisexuals get scorned from both ends of the sexuality spectrum: many straight people think we're
Harry Potter IM ChatAn IM between characters in Harry PotterHarry Potter IM Chat4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
MUDDBLUDD12 ENTERED CHAT
GINGERBOI ENTERED CHAT
SCARFACE23 ENTERED CHAT
MUDDBLUDD12: Hey how are you guys doing tonight?
GINGERBOI: bored to death, I can't believe the whole house is on room restriction.
GINGERBOI: who do you think did it?
SCARFACE23: Don't look at me I was with you the whole time.
MUDDBLUDD12: Whoever they are they were smart not
THING2 ENTERED CHAT
THING1 ENTERED CHAT
THING1: How is the restriction treating you guys?
THING2: Can't be fun
SCARFACE23: I should have known one of you two was behind the whole silliness in the dining hall.
SCARFACE23: Good show.
MUDDBLUDD12: It was immature and childish. You guys know pulling things like tha can get you kicked out right?!
THING1: What are a few mere stink bombs among friends???
MUDDBLUDD12: A problem only arose when one
EnglandxReader: Apart - Chapter 1"Goodbye _____! See you in two weeks!"EnglandxReader: Apart - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bye (apartmentmate's name)! Have a safe trip!" You hugged and waved her goodbye as she disappeared from sight down the elevator.
You shut the door with a jittery joy. Today was the day you had the apartment all to yourself; your roommate was out of town since summer vacation had just started. It's not that you didn't like your roommate. No, not at all; it's that you never had the apartment all to yourself for longer than a day.
"Hmmm, what should I do tonight," you murmured to yourself. You moved away from the door and as you carefully thought over this, a scorching hot summer night breeze hit your already hot skin. You smiled as a thought crept to your mind. You shut all the window blinds and started stripping out of your pajamas until you were only in your undergarments. Your skin tingled in delight.
Satisfied, you decided that tonight was going to be a movie night. You gathered all the movies you bought but never watched
What If...Chap 3 Result:LeftWhat If Chapter 3 Result: LeftWhat If...Chap 3 Result:Left4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Looking to the left again, you decide to try that way. You softly knock on the door. No reply.
"Ludwig, are you in there? It's (Name)." A few seconds pass by but still no reply. "I'm coming in, okay?" You say before turning the door knob, it wasn't locked. You enter the room, looking around. No one was in it. 'That's weird, where is he?' You notice a connecting door was open, must be his bathroom; the light was on, as were the ceiling and nightstand lights. Taking another look around the room you notice a familiar big flag on the opposite wall oh no. It was a Prussian flag.
As you make this realization, the bedroom door closes shut with a semi-loud bang. You turn around with a jump and see the real owner of the room clad only in boxers with a partly damp towel on his still wet hair leaning on the part of the wall that had been covered by the door. Some left over water was dripping off his, now slightly darker, silver hair and running down his ni
Spain x Reader .:The Only Exception:. Part 3Spain x Reader .:The Only Exception:. Part 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
You didn't know what time it was when you woke up, but the early morning sunlight streamed through the windows when you sat up from your comfy bed.
With a yawn and a stretch, you stood up. Last night was blurry, proving just how exhausted you were. But, you could remember Spain's handsome face and how amazed you were at the sight of his beautiful home.
You felt your stomach growl and you placed your hand on it uncomfortably. When was the last time I ate...? Or took a shower, for that matter?
You didn't dare look in a mirror. You didn't think your eyes could take such a horrendous picture.
Opening up some drawers in your room, you find several filled with fresh clothes that you don't remember being there the night before. A tingling feeling shot up your spine at the thought of Spain being in your room while you were sleeping, then you remembered he mentioned a woman living with him. That made you feel a bit better, at least.
After taking a shower, getting dressed and making you
The Prince and The VampireAdventure Time Presents,The Prince and The Vampire2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"The Prince and the Vampire"
Director & Story & Written by & Storyboarded by:
Victoria (Vicky) Aka. Gumshall/Gumlee Queen
Adventure Time Creator: Pendleton Ward.
"Alright sweetie, i'll be gone to hang out with Princess Bubblegum, I heard she was hanging out with Marceline lately... Hehe... Maybe we could all hang out as buddies y'know?" Ice King said, patting Gunther's head, then flew off.
Gunter was all alone with his penguin friends, he quacked and tapped on the pile of dirty clothes.
"Is he gone..?" A human-looking girl with black hair and brown eyes popped out of the clothes.
"Oh good... I thought he'd never leave... And ehh... His clothes reek man..." She said, standing up from the clothes, she was wearing a purple jacket with a skirt, leggings with black boots. "So where is it Gunther..?"
"Wenk wenk wenk." Gunther said, waddling to the secret Fionna and Cake room, then opened a secret small door, crawling in.
The black haired fe
why we pity angelsto him;why we pity angels2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are afraid of phonecalls. you
are afraid of your own voice, and
opening your ribcage to let
your heart come live on your sleeve.
you are afraid of living without caffeine
or alcohol, whatever the day calls for;
you are afraid of being real
without laughing afterwards, becoming
everything you worked so hard to get
away from, acknowledging all
that you still are. know this:
I am afraid of loud noises.
I am afraid of honesty and drowning,
people I don’t know and words
I won’t say. I am afraid
of growing old and living alone and
you not accepting me. I am afraid
of myself. In that, we are the same.
I have the compulsion to grab you
and cup you to me like you are some
half-alive bird, like that sound
as the lazy sun paints you a portrait is
your hummingbird heart and not my own
shallow breaths. in the beginning,
you were my peace of mind. you traced
the contours of my being with a scalpel
and held me up, a shadow puppet,
as the darkest, blackest figures I gav
Not My Prince+AkuDemy+Pt. 1 Once upon a time in a far away kingdom there was a prince named Demyx...Not My Prince+AkuDemy+Pt. 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Dem, hurry up! We're all going to be late for the dinner at this rate!"
The boy's heart was racing as he leaned against the side of his door, his legs frozen in place. He couldn't seem to muster the strength or will to move forward. His family's wishes simply weren't enough for him. He didn't want to go. He'd never want to go.
He already knew their plans.
The neighboring kingdom had always been at war with them, every day a new attack. But recently an unrelenting calm had fallen on both. There were negotiations going on. A new plan had come into formation.
Demyx was an only child. There was tell that the other kingdom had only one heir as well--a prince just a few years older than Demyx who was rumoured to be good looking but not very kind.
An alliance would have to made.
A marriage wo
regret in seven stagesi. attractionregret in seven stages2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when my negativity finally
found something beautiful,
charged up like a bipolar
thunderstorm waiting to come
(you were everything
i ever wanted and i
was entirely selfish) then
like the way our smiles blended
perfectly together and how we’d sway
to rhythms that never existed;
your eyes were a springtime day
decades before we were born and
happiness became an instinct
instead of a defense [until]
like a jail sentence worn
around the neck. spine
contorted and screaming
bound too quickly by the uns
and nots and fear you never
quite kept at bay, we were
guilty of so much but
wrongly convicted because
iv. i was not meant for this
and every tear i shed was
another prick to your heart,
my darling voodoo doll, you didn’t
decipher the warnings, oh sweetie
v. natural disasters
predictable and uncompromising,
earthquakes rent your fragile
ecosystem and floods made it
even harder to breathe.
syracuseListen to the audio version for the full effect, pretty please.syracuse3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cloudshot sky like an oil painting and i am watching the
darling, i will swim for you
and swallow every whitecap.
i will pluck myself a coat of pelican wings,
sew them up with salt and spray--
become icarus for you.
you are calling me across the waves, love--
but you pull against the ache
in my bones, the hollow--
the clawing out for unseen sunsets and unturned tides.
i hear you, love
give me time.
i will always listen.
you smelled like snowmy heart is a thing i wrote outyou smelled like snow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the back of your hand, one night,
in ballpoint pen,
while you were sleeping soundly,
milky white and deep blue and wrapped in my love;
in the dark,
i closed my eyes and breathed your being's poetry,
filled with nirvana.
this won't end up as a suicide notethere aren’t enough momentsthis won't end up as a suicide note2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to love you, or words
in the English language to call you
beautiful. there aren’t enough
heartbeats in me to dedicate you
something you might deserve.
you can no longer lie.
a vengeful earthquake births itself inside
your unkind frame-- bones and skin and
muscle knotted together as an attempt
at something durable; but when you scream,
you don’t wake up. your world
collapses in mounting seconds. words
are a currency and you are
finally rich. you have lived
in the mouths of ghosts for so long
that you can walk through walls;
you aren’t here, you’re choking
on other planets from a lack of oxygen
and understanding. but I will love you,
I will love you; dear wallflower,
your petals are not wilted. dear
anonymous, I could give you a name.
dear hopeless, there are not enough words
in the English language for how beautiful
you really are.