Untamed CH.01I dont remember much from my colthood except those gallops on the beach. I loved the way that I could just be myselfwithout anyone to tell me that it was wrong or right, it was just, meUntamed CH.017 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Soresos tiny silvery body shivered in the late-autumn wind. Cold, cold freezing! He thought, glancing at the star-strewn sky. Suddenly, a whisp of yellowish-white zipped through the sky, and then disappeared. a flying star? Wow I wonder if
Soreso, His dam, Diamond whispered.
Lets go under those treestheyll block the wind, She explained.
Soreso nodded, still entranced by the lightning-fast star.
Soreso awoke before the rest of the herdexcept for his sire, Rojo. The stallion was always awake, always watching for danger.
Dad? Soreso whispered, staring into the dark, trying to spot the silver stallion.
The tiny colt loped through the predawn darkness, still searching for the ghos
Scientistsheart cells, blood vessels and torpid nerves aside,Scientists8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we used tiny calculators,
to find the formula of love.
you came up with a potent solution,
the working was sublime:
(cerebellum + yearning) ÷ woe
x (fertility + circulation of zeal to a subjects heart) = l.o.v.e.
while i sat tepidly and wrote "B00B5" as the calculator was turned upside-down.
El arbol del ahorcado | THG | OriginalLee escuchando.El arbol del ahorcado | THG | Original10 months ago in Drama More Like This
¿Vas, vas a volver
Al árbol en el que colgaron
A un hombre por matar a tres?
La nieve espesa impide que los pasos de la gente continúen con naturalidad. El calor, tan preciado se pierde con cada segundo que pasa. Los murmullos no cesan, los sollozos no son reprimidos.
Una chica, mira impasible el cuerpo sin vida de un joven…
Cosas extrañas pasaron en él,
No más extraño sería
En el árbol del ahorcado reunirnos al anochecer.
Un hombre grita. Diciéndole a la multitud que se disperse. Escupe ante los pies del chico colgante, y fulmina con la mirada a la chica que observa atenta cada una de las facciones del hombre.
¿Vas, vas a volver
Al árbol donde el hombre muerto
Equipoise - PrologueEquipoise - Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hunter, tracker.... how dare you call yourself that now? You went and got your damn self lost. How in the hell do YOU get lost," the thoughts were like he were standing beside himself, scolding himself for being a bad kid.
It had been two days since he had been at camp along with the other survivors, and he was damn sure they had better things to do with their time than to find one of the least liked guys in the entire crew when he up and disappeared. Few people would miss him if he were gone, he was all but positive. Still, some part of him was filled with an unfamiliar panic at having been separated from the only normalcy he had found.
Bent down in his dirty blue jeans and boots with his dusty brown shirt, Daryl Dixon was inspecting something on the ground. He was attempting to track something bleeding freshly, what looked like animal blood. He shifted to rearrange where his crossbow was across his back. His looks were haggard, he had not slept in at least twenty-fou
Zombie Survival SpeechDo you feel safe?Zombie Survival Speech5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Do you think that the absence of wars and our faithful police force will keep you out of harm's way?
Do you think that the threat of nuclear warfare is nothing more than just a threat?
Do you sleep well after those horror movies knowing that they are not real?
Do you feel safe?
What if I told you to forget about all that? Forget about robberies, forget about rapists and forget about murderers.
Those are not the real threats.
Forget about wars, forget about nuclear holocausts and forget about that friggin' global warming!
Those are NOT the real threats!
The REAL threat is not some potential danger. The REAL threat is not something the governments can control.
The REAL threat is not driven by political interests, only by hunger.
The REAL threat never halts, it requires no rest.
The REAL threat is already out there and has been haunting the living with its festering jaws since the dawn of time.
I ask you again: Do you feel safe?
Ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the Cras
My Daughter, Take FlightThe night was covered in a shallow mist of moonlight and fear; war was whispered in the cold air among the closest families. A shadowed figure hovered for a moment at the edge of the woods, their arms gently wrapped around a squirming bundle before they entered the ebony forest of Dívraya. A sigh of relief passed the shadowed figure's lips, as if a burden had been emptied from their heart and removed from their aching shoulders.My Daughter, Take Flight6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Tears fell on the sylvan coated floor, matching the beaded raindrops that managed to break through the dense canopy above. Noiselessly the figure crept deeper into the woods, the moonlight barely reaching the moss that slept quietly on the ground. Time escaped through luminescent moments too slow to calculate. Tthe bundle let out a helpless cry--it was a baby.
"Shh, shh my love. We are almost there," a tender, motherly voice protruded from the shadows; cradling the babe ever closer.
Darkness tore his fingers around every corner of the path and gnawed his w
StarsStarsStars6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I can eat the stars, I whispered.
I dare you to, you said.
So I plucked them out of the sky and I swallowed
one of them
But I saved the moon for you.
To Follow YouTo Follow You5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The water was cold; surprising considering the warm afternoon.
Rin had just lost her footing; she cried out a little as the lower half of her body was lost in the river. Desperately she clutched onto the rock she had been trying to cross upon, barely keeping her head above the current. The river was actually not very wide, nor was it all too swift; however, for a little girl of her size it posed enough of a challenge. Another cold torrent gushed around her, lapping up to her face and filling her gasping mouth. She chocked and sputtered, then attempted to heave her soaked self out of the water. In the distance the faint call of wolves could be heard.
On the other bank of the river, several birds were chirping quietly in an old pine. A silent figure in white lay at the base of the old tree, seeming to be at rest. Glistening, silver hair lay curled beneath him, spread out upon the ground. Sesshoumaru from afar would have appeared to be sleeping. Yet on closer observation, his eyes
Teen Wolf Fan Fiction Part 10Teen Wolf Fan Fiction Part 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
..::The Return to Beacon Hills::..
2 Months Before
Piper sighed softly as she flipped through the local newspaper. The deer recently killed with the spiral on it's side intrigued her. She laid it down on the table, reaching to the side to grab her glass of wine. She drank it quite heavily as she brought the tip to her lips. "You'll become an alcoholic if you keep that up." Laura stepped up onto the one step that divided the kitchen from the dining room. She laid down a plate with scrumptious meal of deer meat with gravy a mashed potatoes. It looked like a sixty dollar meal alone. She laid down beside it a glass with iced sweet tea filled to the brim. Piper looked at her as she slid the chair out and took a seat across from her. "You stole the last bit of tea." She stated smiling. Laura rolled her eyes as she began to dig into her dinner. She swallowed and began to speak again. "So did you figure out what you're going to do with my brother?" Piper chortled under her b
MLP:FiM Profile LayoutName:MLP:FiM Profile Layout4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Female Roman NamesAFemale Roman Names6 years ago in Settings More Like This
Agrippina Wild horse, Born feet first
Amaranta Flower that never fades
Amelia Industrious, Admiring
America Land o
A Rough Guide to Rapture OC'sLet's face it; fandom is fun. It's a great way to expound on your love for a subject, meet other people who feel the same, (it's admittedly a little bit addictive,) and it's just generally a good way to kick back and kill an evening.A Rough Guide to Rapture OC's4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fandom also includes fanfiction and roleplay, and therefore, OC's, and that's where the waters start to get a little bit muddy. We love Rapture, yes, but we live in a different culture, and it's all too easy to superimpose our modern day tastes and styles on characters living in a totally different world.
So, before you start to play in Ken Levine's sandbox, there are a few things you should take into account. The most important of these (and it's so important that I'm going to put it in big, screaming capital letters,) would be this:
IF IT DIDN'T EXIST BEFORE 1950, IT ISN'T GOING TO BE IN RAPTURE.
It's as simple as that. Brand names, ESPECIALLY store and restaurant chains, books, music, fashion, movies, artistic movements, you name it. It
Dear Angry PersonIt has come to my attention that youDear Angry Person2 years ago in Letters More Like This
are about as pleasant as a rank plate of lemons jammed down an old lady’s throathave some behavioural problems with regards to your interactions with the community. This is not good for you and for that reason; I hope you will read this letter.
Considering that your actions reflect badly on you as a
walking sack of organic waste that is sucking up our airartist, I thought that I would step in and offer my own take on things. I hope within this letter to assist you in removing the metallic rod you have jammed so far up your posterior!by explaining to you that your behaviour ,which reminded me of a repugnant cat-lady swearing at the kids on her lawn,was improper, considering the circumstances and the alternative.
You see, I too am an individual that has trouble controlling his emotions. I strive very hard not to say what I am truly thinking as more often than not, you
In The EndDisclaimer: Rin, Sesshoumaru and all other characters from Inuyasha belong to Rumiko Takahashi and the other various entities involved with the production of the manga and anime. I do not profit from this piece, nor is any copyright infringement intended by it.In The End1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
In the End
Once upon a time, in a desolate forest far, far away, lived a prince who was not all that he seemed. At first glance, one could easily be lulled into a false sense of security around him. He was tall, smart, well-spoken, incredibly powerful and deceptively handsome. His features were fine and regal; skin and hair as pale as snow. His voice was deep and soft, almost soothing in its cadence.
It was a fine cover to mask the black, frozen heart of the monster lurking just below that pristine surface.
The prince was a bitter creature. Driven by an insatiable lust for power and the urge to prove he was a greater demon than the ghost of the being who slighted him in life and haunte
StardrifterThe city was oddly cold, but it wasn't the temperature that drove people from the dank streets that night, it was the heavy stench of death staining the icy air in their lungs. The blackness sinking in to their blood, causing pain and sorrow like nothing they had felt before. People wept in their homes, while others drank the pain away.Stardrifter5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was no work for Ava that night, the young girl with dark braided hair felt the death like no other. She'd lived amongst the ruckus of trains rumbling, cars screeching, of horns honking and hoarse berating across the busy street all her life. But tonight she sensed the eyes that followed her, she heard the crooning from the darkness, her name being summoned at the will of another.
Soon she lost reason. Where was she going? She didn't know. She knew in her heart that she should be getting home soon, her son would be frightened, he needed her to go to him, to care for him.
But something compulsive kept her from him, though she ached to see him safe,
Tale of Rin+Sesshomaru, Ch. 7The Tale of Rin and SesshomaruTale of Rin+Sesshomaru, Ch. 78 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Last Journey
The years were kind to Rin. The influence of Tenseiga and Sesshomaru held the cruelties of age at bay, but she was still human, and her time on earth was finite. As she aged, her face remained unlined and her back unbowed, but her hair gradually turned from raven black to the purest snow white, which color pleased Rin no end. Gradually, her wanderings grew less and less wide-ranging, and she found that her travels never took her very far from the hill upon which Sesshomaru had made his last stand.
Nature had reclaimed much of that sorely mistreated place. The fury of the battle had redirected the course of a river, and cut a valley where none had been before, but aside from an area of grey-brown glass that remained around the hill itself, new life had sprung up all over the land. On the crest of the hill, a tree had sprouted, and it grew proud, tall, and strong. Its flowers were delicate in the spring and its leaves turned
The Time of the HearthThe Time of the Hearth6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The Time of the Hearth
Autumn had receded two moons ago, the chill winds of winter blew down from the north, as a cloaked old man, pack on back, staff in hand, walked into the village. Snow had been falling for a few days now and he was pleased his journey had come to an end. Home at last. Every year he journeyed the land weaving as he went, weaving for bed, board & ale. He had woven his way around the land, in & out of times, of what had gone before & what was to come. Now it was home time, hearth time, and the Winter Solstice, time of longest dark & rebirth of the light. Charged with mulled Hart's Breath, he would weave the night away, and, with the rising sun, he would greet Yule, the Day of the Young Light and its twelve days. And on twelfth night he would start his journeying again, fo
TWO SPIRIT: GBLT INDIAN NATIONTWO SPIRIT: GBLT INDIAN NATION5 years ago in Historical More Like This
TWO SPIRIT - HOMOSEXUALITY IN NATIVE AMERICAN TRIBES
by Matthew Barry
Homosexuality was common in Native American cultures, as well as cultures throughout the world. Every tribe had a different name for it, but the names all translate to "Two Spirits." The Native American People looked upon these unique individuals (Two Spirit People) as something special the Great Mystery created to teach us. "These people had something special to tell us."
The Two Spirits in most Native cultures have traditionally lived between the sexes, claiming both male and female, and were typically healers, prophets, teacher and spiritual leaders and advisors, shamans, peacemakers or arbitrators, name givers, and were special and honored persons in the tribe.
Two Spirit people, specifically male-bodied (biologically male, gender female), could go to war and have access to male activities such as sweat lodges. However, they also took on female roles such as cooking and other domestic responsibil
Sentinent Species Template EtymologySentinent Species Template4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Such as the scientific, common and self-identified names, their pronunciation and usage
- First recorded, age
- First existence, creation (evolution/man-made/deity-made/cross-breed),
[2.5] Current Events
 Habitat and population
- Planet, location, adaption
- Body structure, body type, skin colour range, hair colour, hair type, hair area range, eye colour range, ear, tail
- Lifespan, maximum age, average height, average weight, physical strengths and physical weaknesses
[4.4] Life cycle
- Development, speaking age, walking age, reading/writing age, puberty, puberty changes, maturity, maturity changes
- Periodic eating timeframe, drinking timeframe, food starvation timeframe, dehydration timefra