Mist After the StormHe stretched out contentedly on the huge bed he and his friends were sharing, feeling warm and happy. The blankets were so lush and cozy; he couldnt even remember the last time he had slept in a real bed, let alone one as comfortable as this one.Mist After the Storm7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The boy buried himself further under the blankets, sighing. This was wonderful, pure bliss; a bed to sleep in, a warm meal in his stomach, and no worries about the war. He had no need to worry anymore, since he had ended it just a few weeks prior. His friends had taken him here, and they had been waiting until he was well enough to leave.
So what happened now?
He groaned slightly, not wanting to have to deal with this now. He was far too warm, his belly far too full, his mind much too sleepy
Truthfully, the question had presented itself in his mind several times, but he had never thought about it. Where would the others go? Would they want to go home? Would they leave him forever and never come back..?
No, they wouldnt do tha
20 Writing Prompts20 Writing Prompts20 Writing Prompts6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This shouldnt hurt. She said quietly, soulless eyes downcast.
An empty street, once filled with colour and life, was far more desolate than one that had always been barren.
My shadow crept across the wall as I waited; the clocks ticking dragging me through each long second with hope for the next.
Id read between the lines, but it didnt mean I liked what Id found.
He dropped his head, the fatigue of days finally seeping into his abused muscles; the last of his strength finally gone.
Look, hed said softly, pointing at the night sky and the only light that littered the velvet night; the stars. My eyes shot back to him quizzically, the unspoken question on my lips. He laughed as he always did, eyes creasing in his merriment. When youve finished counting all the stars in the sky, he said, voice dropping to a whisper, thats when Ill come home to you.
You could see h
KaliKali4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler), those rights as we all know belong to Rumiko Takahashi and Yana Toboso. I do however own this fanfic, my ideas, and OCs.
Anime(s)/Manga(s): InuYasha/Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)
Pairing(s): Prince Soma Asman Kadar/Kagome Higurashi/Agni, Sebastian Michealis/Kagome Higurashi, [Mother/Son-like bond] Kagome Higurashi/Ciel Phantomhive, etc.
Warning(s): Blood, Character Death, Extreme Violence, Language, Lemons, etc.
Genre(s): Action, Adventure, Drama, Humor, Romance, Supernatural, Occult, etc.
Summary: Appearing in another country in another time period covered in blood, while still holding her weapons and a demon-miko's head in a temple wasn't something she was expecting. Neither was her ending up as the concubine of the youngest prince of a kingdom in India, part of her plans. Then she along with her new master gets mixed up into the affairs of a boy in a contract with a d
Hello? Hello! .:Chp 1:.:We met in a SHINee world:.I slowly moved up and down between the rows before locating myself in the back, next to a window.Hello? Hello! .:Chp 1:.:We met in a SHINee world:.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My phone! I scrambled through my bag. Gone. Panicking I began to rush up and down to find a group of young men, by their looks, eye shape, and style; they must be Korean. In a chorus almost instinctively, they sang. "Hello, Hello," completely in turn with the words. My body began to tense up, more and more as they sung. 'Could it really be them?' I thought, "Could it?" The one with light brown hair, diva style and attitude, and adorable cheeks kindly said "Hello!" His English really surprised me, it was good but had that slight Korean accent that made my heart flutter. The youngest looking one with a sweet face said something to the others at an unthinkable speed in Korean, I only caught "미인아" (Miin-a/Beautiful Girl). That caused me to turn a little pink. "Umm " I looked around at the others than back to the English-spe
ChainedChained3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll always see your flaws, as much as your perfection
You'll never need to hide yourself behind deception
I'll always be near you if I'm ever too far
We've always been together even when we're apart
I'll never forget you if you ever fade away
You're always on my mind and that's where you'll stay
I'll never run away from you
I'd never allow myself to
Even though I don't understand
I'll never refuse you when you reach out your hand
You've always got hold of me
And I never want to be free
If it's you holding my chain
I know I'll never go insane
ExhaustedTitle: ExhaustedExhausted3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I own it, okay? Well, just the plot. Thanks everybody for making me feel welcomed on DA!
Summary: Korra was giving 110% of her effort to everything, but sometimes she just needs a break.
Training was going to be the death of her.
She was up at sunrise to train with Tenzin, well more or less get knocked around by the spinning gates, until both of them lost their patience. They would meditate for what seemed like days under the gazebo looking at the ocean and she would day dream.
By lunch time Pema would order them to each lunch and the children would ask her a million and one questions about everything before she would leave to Probending practice. Practice would consist of dodging, diving and dishing out things thrown at her. She would throw water around and get told how to control her element by a fire bender, setting her off on a ra
Stay - MakorraStayStay - Makorra3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Mako shifted in his bed uncomfortably, kicking his thick blanket off a small portion of his lightly-clothed body, quickly regretting it afterwards as the cold, unforgiving air of the tundra nipped at his pale skin and filtered through the fabric of his clothing. He had been living in the South Pole for two months, and he still hadn't adjusted to the temperature of the place. At night, when the moon was high in the sky, he was usually at his coldest and so easily dressed in his thickest garments and retired to bed with his heavy blanket tucked around him. But as the night progressed into morning and the sun began to rise, his Firebending became more active and he heated up quickly, causing him to periodically dispose of different clothes each hour until he was left wearing virtually nothing, a sheet or something hanging loosely over his frame. But then he would wake in the morning and regret removing his clothes because despite how overheated he was during dawn, it was s
The Masquerade +FINISHED+The Masquerade +FINISHED+1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The night looked breathless behind Republic City’s skyline. It was the ‘Night of the Spirits’ where people all over Republic City dressed their best and respect the spirits with celebration with family and close friends. That night, at City Hall, there was a big gathering scheduled where about everyone was invited. Word was that there was to be music, food, dancing, and a rumored special guest who is planned to speak sometime during the event.
“Ok men.” Chief of Republic City Police, Lin Beifong said as she walked back and forth in front of six officers, all wearing black suits. “I have picked you all personally because of background and experience in cases like these. At tonight’s ‘Night of the Spirits’ masquerade ball, there is a very important guest that will be visiting to speak. I need you six to keep an eye out for any threats that might harm or put all of the people in attendance in danger. Understood?
OpportunityThe music falls,Opportunity7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the eyes of blinded men,
is blinked away,
and never heard again.
100 Themes for NaNo 091. 5 Points100 Themes for NaNo 095 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. A Breather
3. Alive and Kicking
4. All Dolled Up
5. Anywhere but Here
6. Bottom of the Barrel
7. Busted Up Ride
16. Coffee Mugs
19. Dark Thoughts
21. Down But Not Out
22. Down Time
25. Empty Plate
28. Fizzy Drinks
34. Got a Light?
39. Hey There
40. Hit the Wall
41. Hot Drinks
43. Ice Cream
46. It Doesn't Matter
49. Knives and Garrotes
50. Knuckle Buster
52. Midnight Munchies
54. Mud Puddles
56. Mystery Meat
58. Old Acquaintances
59. One of Those Things
60. Pajama Party
61. Paper Airplanes
62. Past and Future
64. Prep Time
67. Rock and a Hard Place
Winter KissChilled to the coreWinter Kiss4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Winter frost on frozen lips
Released with a softening kiss
Fire blooms inward
Icy heart thawed
YouAsTheNarrator Character BioYouAsTheNarrator Character Bio5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
『 A Title For The Character 』 (Example: The Deranged Prince)
『 At First Glance』
What does your character look like? Height, clothes, weight? It all goes here. A paragraph please. (Five sentences minimum)
『 Insert 3 or 4 Adjectives for your character 』 (Example: Calm, Sexy, Innocent, etc.)
What is your characters personality like? Are they always mad? Happy? Always confused about everything? Play off of the adjectives you listed It all goes here. A paragraph please. (Five sentences minimum)
『 The Ups 』
o What your character likes. List on the dots provided
『 The Downs 』
o What your character dislikes. List on the dots provided
『 Weapons of choice 』
What is your characters choice in weapons and magic? Their fighting styles or their secret untapped abilities. It all goes here. A paragraph please. (Five sentences mini
Character Profile Form- ShortBasic StatisticsCharacter Profile Form- Short5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Socioeconomic level as a child:
Socioeconomic level as an adult:
Describe their dwelling/house:
Describe their bedroom:
Most important childhood event that still affects him/her:
Other memories/events that still affects him and why/how:
Past failures he would be embarrassed to have people know about and why:
Biggest role model:
Describe their smile:
How does he dress:
Are they generally balanced or clumsy?:
Describe their walk:
The Waiting of TimeLike the shadowsThe Waiting of Time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of hours gone by
the waiting of time
when the worries
around my heart
hoping for your return
like the petals
of poppies outside
opening after the rain
of a summer storm
KayleeKaylee6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
She is only six years old. She has curly blond hair, big blue eyes, glasses that she is constantly pushing up her small, round nose, slightly pointed ears, a tiny smile, nearly invisible eyebrows and eyelashes, a frame exceptionally small for her age (about thirty pounds), and extremely pale skin covered in red blotches and scabs scattered across almost every inch of her visible skin beneath her shirt which has an abnormally wide neck and loose sleeves. Her name is Kaylee, and she is going to die.
If you talk to her, she will show you that she has special skin and if she falls or gets rubbed too hard it will simply fall off. She will tell you how this could give her cancer or cause an infection that could end her life young. It is an incurable condition, but someday she will be in heaven where her skin will never get hurt again.
Her abnormally advanced speech and intelligence may surprise you if you can get past her shyness. If she is feeling particularly talkative or
Balthier's GoodbyeBalthier's Goodbye5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Balthier's Goodbye: The Leading Man
FINAL FANTASY XII
Don't worry, Princess.
As I've told you so many times before:
The leading man never dies,
And that happens to be me.
So, don't worry, Princess.
I was hoping my heroics wouldn't need to be heard
Because talking about doing and not just acting
Is what gets you diplomats in these scuffles in the first place.
Talk, negotiate, deliberate.
Never do, act, finish what you've started.
What am I doing?
Why can't I come back?
I think you know all too well, Princess.
As it so happens, if I didn't act
Your little city would soon be in ruins.
So, please stop pleading.
It makes it difficult to concentrate.
You see, I'm not just doing it because I'm the leading man
Or because I'm the hero of this little story
Or even because I despise the Empire.
I'm doing it because countless innocents would die,
Because this is the final stand against war,
Because it's one of the last remnants of my father.
I'm doing it ...
I told you I hated my f
Hotel GirlHOTEL GIRLHotel Girl6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting at the front desk
Mint melting in mouth
A little bell near her elbow
To ring if theres no service
Well, guess what?
Theres always service
She always has
To be there
Her family lives there
The hotel Hopewell
In New York City
But no, theyre not rich
Actually all their staff has left
Because they couldnt pay them
So the family works
Shes just sitting there
Head propped up in hand
For some earth-shattering thing
She wants something else
To write about in her laptop
She tries to
Write what she knows
She doesnt think anyone
Cares to know
About broken furniture
Suck-y 15th birthdays
Her favorite older actor brother, Spencer
Her beautiful older sister, Lola,
Who has the most annoying
Rich guy boyfriend
On the face of the planet
Her younger sister, Marlene
Who hates Scarletts guts
Scarlett, Scarlett, Scarlett
You dont know whats in for
look up, why don't youyou believe in what you cannot see,look up, why don't you9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but fail to believe in what's right
f r o n t
what a pity.
fallCrashing and burning, the seasons are turning, we fallfall4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the winter I saw you walking
Through new fallen snow, you were talking to her
And by the chapel I waited alone
Bitter and choking on the cold
Til every ghost in the graveyard rose
And followed me home-
They were whispering now:
The season of doubt
A december of falling apart at the seams
A january of feeling left out
Nights become days and days become weeks
weeks become dreaming of you and me
months became changes and writing on the wall and
Crashing and burning, the seasons are turning, we fall
By the spring thaw you'd called me back
Just to hear me admit my heart's under attack
You said maybe we could try it again
I'd loved you til my heart wore thin
Lust is overrated in the places you've been
Their shadows sleep under our skin
And they're whispering please
I want us to be
A month of march hoping to fall in once more
An april of together we breathe
Nights become days and days become weeks
weeks become dreaming