The RiverThe River5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I went walkin' along the river,
lookin' for a little peace of mind,
fate turned out to be a real soulbeater,
'cus peace was the one thing I'd never find.
I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,
I found the banks of the river a crusty red mud,
I found hatred so thick you could taste the air,
but I couldn't find peace...
As I walked farther in, it was like a dream,
writhin' and crawlin' like a thing alive,
I could hear the wounded moan and the dying scream,
in a place where only death can survive.
I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,
I found the banks of the river a crusty red mud,
I found hatred so thick you could taste the air,
but I couldn't find peace...
As I walked past the dying, their screams would cease,
All the wounded cringed and hid their faces from me,
but if I walk here unharmed and I bring Death's peace,
by now you've figured out what I must be...
I made the waters of the river run thick with
Sinbad x Reader - Your turnWho could have ever thought that it would be you – that you would be the queen?Sinbad x Reader - Your turn6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Not every woman has this occasion, and not every day. Even if they had it, they would be upset. Why? Because of…
Yes, such marriages were usually loveless. Empty. Cold. Forced. Expected from family. From lieges. Such marriages had usually two goals – make children (princes and princesses) and be a nice decoration for the ruler.
But we are not talking about usual women and marriages.
We’re talking about YOU.
Sitting on the windowsill, with your legs outside, you were enjoying the night cool wind and the moonlight. You were in love with such view, with such atmosphere. Maybe the reason was the hot weather during the day. You came from the northern lands, so such almost tropical weather was a real pain in the neck. In fact, it didn’t refrain you from enjoying this place. Sindria. Country loved by its every citizen. Country full of peace and quiet (apart from Mahrajan festiva
The Divine Day-Care (ThothxReader) IntroductionThe Divine Day-Care (ThothxReader) Introduction8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Why is it so hard to find a part-time job?!" ________(y/n) ranted to herself out loud as she walked back home after a trip to the grocery shop. While getting groceries, she had also been looking for a part-time job in the shop; but to no avail. It seemed pointless since all the jobs around the area seemed to be taken by teenagers who were pretty much broke like she was. "There has to be a job SOMEWHERE I could do... I'd pretty much do ANY job right now..."
"Any job?" a voice asked out of nowhere. _______(y/n) turned to see a young boy with blonde hair and golden eyes. A lock of hair fell on his forehead, which he didn't seemed to be bothered by. He wore a red and white robe which had a very... princely or even godly air about it.
"Uhh...Yeah? I doubt a kid your age is going to get me one are you?..." ________(y/n) questioned suspiciously, still a bit surprise from where the boy came from. She could've swo
A Place to Belong -The Escape-A Place to Belong -The Escape-3 years ago in Drama More Like This
When the moon was finally hanging in the sea of black velvet that made up the sky, glowing brilliantly like a giant pearl, I began to make my escape. As silently as I possibly could, I dashed down hallway after seemingly endless hallway. Each time I turned a corner, trying desperately to escape this labyrinth of a shiro, I always expected to see him standing right there with that all too familiar smirk on his face. His white teeth would glisten in the moonlight and his blood-red eyes would be looking down at me. He would probably grab my wrist with a grip so tight that I would be able to feel my bones bending under the pressure. He might then say something along the lines of,
"Did you really think that you could escape from me?"
His cold, sinister voice would send shivers down my spine and the intense, cocky gaze he would be giving me would mute my speech and make me stumble over my words.
Even thinking about that scenario made me shudder. I was worried about runni
A Library Day"Have you seen Etihw, by any chance?"A Library Day9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
After receiving a negative answer from her sister, the white-haired Devil kept on going. Wodahs was the fifth one in the castle whom she had asked. Before that she tried to find out the God’s whereabouts from Alela Grora and several of the castle’s angel workers. And every time the response was the same.
Kcalb was starting to get sad and furious at the same time. There has been no sign of Etihw for the whole day, starting from breakfast. Disappearance of the black-haired God for such a long time was a rare occurrence, and she couldn’t let that fact slip by. Especially since they weren’t in any of the Gray Garden creator’s favorite places – neither in the Gray Village with Yosafire and his friends, at the beach, admiring the coastal waves, nor even in the Blancblack Castle’s garden. The castle itself is a separate topic. It’s so huge that one could spend an entire day searching for something in it and
Autumn DreamsAutumn Dreams2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
To the artist, and to the real Rosamund...
Autumn dreams of rain,
of softly falling dew, moist enough to
drench the thirsting, yearning pain,
and of starry, glass-eyed drops in lieu
of bittersweet winds and the stain
of leaves – so all the night through,
Autumn dreams of rain.
The last time Rosamund went out on the rowboat, she was six and called it the rowing boat because that’s what her grandad from England called it. She took with her an already-opened umbrella in case it rained, and wore her favourite dress with her favourite coat and second-favourite scarf (nothing matched) because it was chilly out. She had socks on before she remembered that she hadn’t put her shoes away and didn’t know where they were. So she wore socks but no shoes. And that was how she went out on the rowboat.
I should know, I watched her.
She went out the backdoor, balanced precariously on tiptoe, and crept down the pathway, to where the river lapped too loud to ignore.
We Set SailsWe set the sails and leave behindWe Set Sails2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Old lives we don't want anymore.
"Fortune waits at another shore"
This promise is on every mind.
There's a preacher, an alcoholic,
Only within booze he finds God.
Fights his demons with an old rod
While he screams: "I'm a good Catholic!"
A woman with lost reputation
Is learning now to sleep alone.
She has never been on her own
During her years of exploitation.
See this man next to the old rail?
He wears scar patterns on his skin,
Remains of atoning a sin.
During the nights you can hear him wail.
And the crew is just as worn down
As the ship they are sailing on.
They all fell victim to a con,
The reason for their permanent frown.
As we travel across the sea,
Only failed characters on board
And two stories left unexplored,
I wonder: "Why are you still with me?"
Well, Honey...You think depression is a choice?Well, Honey...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I choose
To feel worthless?
To feel empty,
To feel sick to my stomach because I think too much?
To feel broken,
To feel hopeless,
Angry at myself..
To feel suicidal, sometimes without knowing a reason?
To feel the need to lay in bed all day,
Without moving a muscle,
Because getting up would just make me want to fall back down?
Depression is never a choice.
You don't choose depression.
Depression chooses you.
We don't need ignorant people to choose us, too.
Take My Love [Neko!Levi x Reader]Take My Love [Neko!Levi x Reader]1 year ago in Humor More Like This
“Levi, what the actual hell is this?”
A moment to yourself; that was all you wanted. Your parents pressured you day in and day out about your stupid, upcoming semester. Your friends bombarded you with parties and dinners that finally repelled you. Even your best friend started to irritate you with her constant texts and calls. Turning off every device you owned, you broke out of your cage of an apartment just to run by the grocery store to buy some well deserved Chinese food and ice cream.
And what were you greeted with? The cheery atop this sundae of madness you had been doubled dipped in headfirst? Your damn cat, Levi, left your new couch in ruins. It just arrived yesterday, one that had been put on back order multiple times. The left arm rest was covered in scratch marks, and little white pieces of stuffing scattered about the wooden leg.
Of course, the little bastard was no where to be seen. This moment just defined your entire week right there.
Half slamming your groce
Tekken : Boys ViewsIt's Friday the annual hangout day. Jin, Steve, Hwoarang and Forest sat there talking about the girls they stupidly like. Looking up with a Dreamy look Forest said "do you think Lili likes me" Snickering Hwoarang said "hell no your way to ugly" sitting up Forest glared at him "like you can talk Asuka thinks you have a thing for jin!" glaring back Hwoarang said "no she doesn't she's just to shocked by my awsome looks" then Steve poped in "no she thinks your gay" Jin started laughing. Furious Hwoarang said "Steve you cant talk either your in love with a man" angry Steve yelled "Leo's NOT A MAN" Forest smirked "prove it" Steve glared "all right i will" then he started flipping through his phone "there Eleonore in a maids outifit" Shocked Jin asked "where did you get that" smiling Steve said "Ling Xiaoyu" Jin Blushed "look a RED Jin" Forest said while laughing "I'll MAKE YOU EAT THOSE WORDS" Jin said charging at Forest. Hwoarang jumped in "if there anyone your fighting it ME" Steve rolledTekken : Boys Views3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Almost Enough RopeAlmost Enough Rope6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Democrats have managed
to destroy us all.
Barney Frank with his
Fannie and Freddie idiocy
GW with his wars.
All the rest with the
unbridled lust for power
and cash they worship.
And we, the people,
who have so little brains that
we reward their evil.
We argue among
ourselves about which is
better... easy! Neither.
We have little time
to either save everything
or face harsher life.
WE elected play with our
future like a game.
While we die, starve and
head toward future sorrow,
they spend our money.
On the grand life of
jets, good health care, and all the
things our money buys.
We deserve the sad
future our Kings and Queens are
building us, no doubt.
It was after all,
our partisan attitudes
that changed their ways.
Changing them into
royalty and placing their will
above ours in all things!
Misuakiya y QanxMisuakiya y Qanx2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Peacock griffin por Ailoncha
Misuakiya es uno de los grifos más imponentes del Imperio de Avaliss. Su historia fue gloriosa pero también triste. Su huevo fue robado del nido por un cazador furtivo, que dio muerte a sus padres. La Guardia Imperial capturó a dicho cazador y los huevos fueron llevados a la corte, donde causaron una gran sensación durante algún tiempo.
En el trayecto desde la frontera norte de Avaliss hasta la capital (Luktissa) se vivieron constantes intrigas entre los soldados de la Guardia Imperial y los del Ejército Imperial que volvían de una exitosa campaña de saqueo del vecino reino de Equoakais. Este conflicto surgió a raíz de que el tasador imperial valorara en secreto los huevos que habían confiscado al cazador furtivo (ocho huevos de grifo real, cinco huevos de dragón, uno de geleopardo, u
InstanteUna melodía sinuosa,Instante3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
en medio del sacrificio;
un risco que se desangra
y mira a sus inquilinos.
40.000 personas aguardaban a que el subsuelo se abriese
40.000 personas rezaban a un dios inexistente;
la crueldad del único al que tenían que temer era indiferente
y no pararía hasta que el mundo se detuviese
bajo sus pies de hierro.
Enormes nubes negras se formaban en el otro extremo del mundo.
Suaves brisas les acariciaban el rostro, burlándose de su desgracia:
el cielo no podría ser más azul ni aunque lo tiñesen del color del mar.
El silencio era absoluto; del suelo crecían antiguos símbolos
de buena suerte, ahora tornados en enemigos de la humanidad.
Su número parecía escaso, pero que más da uno que mil cuando
se muere por causas absurdas.
«Olvidas que todo muere....
...el Universo dejará de existir y todo con él »
Recuerdo, quizás, lo más importante:
«lo único que merece la pena es
The YawohhiurThe Yawohhiur2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Yáwohhiur by MAKATAKO (original), designed by IssuesandDramaAdopts
The Yáwohhiur appears to be similar to a ant-bear humanoid, tall, of almost 2 meters high and with a light and graceful walk.
With their travels through Planes, their appeareance changed incredibly, to the point of being unrecognizable in some cases. Many experimented with with hazardous energy, others increased their size to be gigantic beings.
The Yáwohhiur are beings with humanoid features that lives in a lot of Planets and Planes. Some of their subespecies, specially the Interplanar Yáwohhiur, have an enormous size.
Their planet of origin is
Los Upandu (resumen)Los Upandu (resumen)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Xurmiulaxman (un legendario Upandu Rojo), por Keberyna
Los Upandu son una raza muy adaptada a los diversos ecosistemas de las islas de Értrad, en el planeta Ewdtia. Hay varios tipos: voladores, nadadores y corredores. Los Upandu corredores son los que dominan un territorio más amplio, pudiendo incluso volar (planear) o nadar durante gran cantidad de tiempo. Así mismo, son los que tienen costumbres más elaboradas y son los de mayor tamaño e inteligencia. En el caso de los Upandu corredores son muy destacables ciertos elementos anatómicos como las alas, el pseudocuerno, el pico dentado, las extremidades anteriores y posteriores (que cuentan con potentes garras) y la cola estabilizadora. Se desplazan en grandes grupos jerarquizados por niveles de prestigio. El mayor prestigio lo tienen los Upandu Rojos, los más "ancianos", se
Los Tjrahui"Su cara es la de un halcón aunque su cuerpo es humanoide. Sus músculos son enormes y su piel es polvo y arcilla. Su pico y su cresta son de negro y grisáceo metal y desde el borde de su pico profiere nueve chillidos destructores: dos son rugidos de león, el primero todo lo arrasa bajo su fuego, el segundo trastorna las leyes físicas, volviendo las cosas de dentro hacia fuera; cinco son graznidos de ave, el primero hiela la sangre de sus enemigos, el segundo hace volar al Ityrrr junto a su víctima y allí le busca amarga muerte, el tercero produce un sonido tal que destruye las rocas, paraliza, envenena y mata a sus enemigos, el cuarto convierte la luz en arma, furioso cae el relámpago y el quinto golpea con fuerza de hierro, inundando de metal fundido la carne; dos son voces atipladas, dignas de la civilización, la primera es un murmullo suave que se alza potente como una catarata hacia el corazón y con él ordena a los objetosLos Tjrahui3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
PolvoPolvo en mis zapatosPolvo4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
en mi pelo, en mi alma.
Polvo negro que el polvo levanta
que nubla mis ojos y me ciega.
que se atasca en mis arterias,
que se adhiere a mis pestañas...
Polvo en todas partes.
Que combustiona la vida.
de este corazón de concreto,
de este ser despreciable.
¡Y nosotros su sangre!
My daughter...My daughter has a first name,My daughter...6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"Does just what she says!"
My daughter has a second name,
"Makes her Daddy proud!"
If you saw her, you would say,
"I'll bet her Dad is proud, hey, hey!"
If you didn't I'd kick your azz
and leave you hurtin' in the grazz!
I'm So Sorry...I'm so sorry. (Eticalb Fanfiction)I'm So Sorry...9 months ago in Drama More Like This
Warning: A bit sad and angsty.
The world was crumbling around them.
Skies were falling, stars were burning out, the oceans drying up, forests burning, buildings collapsing, the castle being torn to the ground, animals dying, people screaming in fear and pain. What was left of the people anyway. A huge majority of the population was dead now. And it was all her fault.
This mad world was caused by her foolishness. If only she had gotten out of that prison sooner. If only she had gotten there quicker. None of this would've happened.
The God looked around her dying world in sorrow. Those flame demons were monsters. They saw a peaceful world with a powerful Devil and God that ruled it, and decided to attack. To take the Devils power for their own. That airhead devil wanted just the power and the s
God, what's bothering you? (Eticalb Fanfiction) Chapter 1/??God, what's bothering you? (Eticalb Fanfiction) 10 months ago in Humor More Like This
This time of year was when the flowers were at the peak of beauty, with their healthy multicolored petals and magnificent scents that put everyone in The Gray Garden in a great mood no matter how grumpy they were. It was sunny, as usual, because it hardly ever rained due to the God of this world.
The Gray Village was livelier as usual, with people bustling about, socializing, shopping, etc. Even the residents of Blancblack castle were in a high spirit.
Yet, despite these facts, a certain goddess felt that it wasn't the best idea to go outside today. Although she really did need to because she didn't go out that often due to her lazy nature. Although, she preferred staying inside the castle playing games with her devil.
Despite it being so lovely and joyous, our dear lady Etihw wasn't in the best mood today. And EVERYBODY noticed. It wasn't like her to be agitated in any way because she was so calm and mellow every day (Despite her teasing) yet today was not an except
God, what's bothering you? (Eticalb Fanfiction)Chapter 2/??God, what's bothering you? (Eticalb Fanfiction)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Erghhhh I'm hungry~!" Etihw groaned out, complaining for about the twelfth time in the past fifteen and a half minutes.
The devil sitting across from her was obviously annoyed. He didn't know what more of. Either his God's constant complaining, or the wait of his food. Which to be honest, both were trying his patience. If Etihw complained one more time... He was going to REALLY show why he was called the devil of destruction.
"Etihw, we have been waiting for fifteen minutes, it's not like we haven't waited longer. So would you PLEASE STOP COMPLAINING." Kcalb growled out, more in impatience than annoyance.
"I have a right to complain! I am eating for two after all, Kcalb. If I don't eat soon the baby's gonna die of starvation, so stop being so insensitive!"
Urgh, she kind of had a point there. Although with mild exaggeration. Ever since Etihw told Kcalb of the big news, she's been acting more moody and overall very bipolar. While it was taking a whi
A Grand Chase Fan-fic: Zero's Past, Part 1"What...? Where am I...?"A Grand Chase Fan-fic: Zero's Past, Part 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
A white hair demon, in the form of a human with a black blindfold with a green line through the center of it, floats inside a large capsule, sleeping with chemical liquids all around him. An old man standing outside of the capsule monitors the demon.
"It is time, my Warrior," he says. "Now, awaken..."
The old man drains the liquid substances away and the demon inside lowers his head to face forward and hold his hand out toward the glass. Using a sort of powerful, green energy blast and shatters the glass, then drops down to the floor on one knee and presses his hand on the floor, with his head down.
The Warrior stands up on his feet and a black T-shirt with 00 on the chest magically appears on him along with green long pants, black gloves, and bare feet. He looks up at the old man, curiously wondering.
"My perfect creation," the old man began. "My name is Oz, I have created you so that you can be the wielder of the blade known as Grandark. Please, Zero Z