pyromania.I tasted your lips sideways,pyromania.12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and they were lit like
but in reality,
your breath simply hovered
above the bowl,
and you smiled at me
as you lost control.
If Jeff The Killer Was More Realistic...Slender: Okay guys, we have a new member..If Jeff The Killer Was More Realistic...1 day ago in Horror More Like This
Ben: Oh? Someone new?? Who's it gonna be!? Are they close to my age!?!
Eyeless Jack: Calm down, Ben...
Slender: His name is Jeff, he's about 14 years old.
Ben: Meh, close enough.
Slender: Come on in, Jeff.
-Jeff Walks Into The Living Room-
Ben & EJ: ......
Ben: OH GOD- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT-!?
Eyeless Jack: What Happened To It's HAIR?!
Ben: Dear God, What happened to ya?! OH JEEZ- You look like raw meat!
Slender: He was set on fire... His hair burned off. And his skin kinda peeled off as well.
Laughing Jack: Hey guys, what's with all the- DEAR F-CK, WHAT IS THAT ABOMINATION!?
Eyeless Jack: It's supposed to be a human.. I think???
Ben: He's so WHITE.
Laughing Jack: Hey, I'm white too.. Now that's just racist!
Ben: Sorry but come on! It looks like it went into a meat factory and only 1/4 of his skin stayed onto him!
Ben: And I'm calling it "it" because I have NO idea what IT is....
Laughing Jack: IT'S SKIN IS PEELING OFF, OH GOD- SEND
pmdA m0 Written ApplicationTeam Name: [Name of Team]pmdA m0 Written Application13 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Guild Affiliation: [Guild Name]
Team Ranking: [Team Rank]; [##] Team Points
Authenticated by: Devdas Gadhavi, Registrar
[Write something interesting here. It’s okay, we won’t sue you.]
[First member’s name] // [Gender] // [Species]
[Age] // [Absolute/Influence]: [Influence: 0; Absolute: 0-1]
[Nature] // [Characteristic] // [Ability]
[For this part of the app, you will need to try to express your team as well as possible using the loosely written prompt that will be provided below. Any and all NPC dialogue shall be kept intact (and, if you want to try a hand at it, built upon), but you can modify the italicized tex
La Sagrada Familia, June 2015 (29th)The Big Bang;La Sagrada Familia, June 2015 (29th)12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
everything beautiful at once.
Spires and towers jutting out
like a genius idea,
scribing the skyline
with the curves of a blooming seed,
a sandcastle melting into a beach.
God’s exploding dollhouse.
The biggest wedding cake we’ve ever seen.
Every single pattern, shape, dome
moulded from a cerebral ball of clay.
comes from this massive sandstone organ,
showing what a star looks like
and it is the holiest prayer received.
Tips for Writing Backstories for Human OCs in CP I don't think I have done something like this before, but I will do my best to offer some tips on how to make a more fully fleshed out backstory along with some tips as to how it'll connect with your characters in an emotional and psychological level, mostly for the creepypasta fandom, normally for the more human type of characters.Tips for Writing Backstories for Human OCs in CP4 hours ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses More Like This
If you want your character to be a troubled person that has suffered abuse in the past, you'd have to make it as believable and realistic as possible. As in why were they abused? As we all know, abuse just doesn't come out of nowhere. Yes people in the world are assholes but normally there's a reason for abuse to happen, especially with parent figures.
If you want to make a believable parent or bullying part of your character's backstory, give a reason why they torment them. Like:
Parents have a drinking/substance abuse problem
Arguments between the parents simmering and ruining their marriage, caus
Moon Knight shrouds over Death Battle!Moon Knight shrouds over Death Battle!1 day ago in Profiles More Like This
Real Name: Marc Spector
Aliases: Jake Lockley, Steven Grant, Yitzak Topol, The Fist of Khonshu, The Crescent Crusader, "Moony", Crescent Wrench, The Lunar Legionnaire, Sheet Face
Weight: 225 lbs
Occupation: Vigilante, Adventurer, Entrepreneur, Former U.S. Marine, Former C.I.A. Field Agent, Former Mercenary
-Before becoming Moon Knight, served as a US Marine and fought through three African wars and five South American revolutions
-Survived severe injuries after his first battle with Raoul Bushman, combined with the sub-zero temperatures of the desert through sheer willpower and later defeated him once he became the avatar of Khonshu
-Defeated and captured Jack Russell, the Werewolf by Night, and later freed him to take down the Committee
-Constantly battles criminals and super villains on a daily basis, usually coming out o
Writers Block (LokiXReader) OneShotWriters Block (LokiXReader) OneShot8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Gods be damned!" (F/N) shouted while slamming her fists into her table. "I can't think of bloody anythin'!" Yes she was angry and for good reason to. As hard as she tried, which was surprisingly very hard, the woman couldn't come up with a dastardly name. Now she needed one very badly actually because her publishing deadline was only a day away. The book she was writing was a phenomenal romance, action, fantasy, historical, well it was something. But one thing was missing and that was a good villains name, and no story can succeed if the purposely hateable(?) character has a crappy name, no offense Hunger Games fans. Still with all of her struggles (F/N)'s book would go unfinished if she was unable to fathom a believable name.
Perhaps Grimm or Drex she would think but no, all if those were horrible for her character. Maybe the novel was just not meant to be?
"What is all of your infernal shouting about woman?" Though the question was said in a
Silly Road: Chapter 1: My Childhood BeginningHi, my name is Celia Rhodes, or at least, that's my human name - wait, did I just let that slip?Silly Road: Chapter 1: My Childhood Beginning13 hours ago in Comic Scripts More Like This
Ha! Whoops! Sorry - I'm getting ahead of myself!
Let's back things up a bit and go back to the beginning.
I was only 5 years old, had blue eyes, and was blonde, but you'd never call me dumb!
I had short, messy hair, not caring to comb it at all!
I guess you could say I was a nonconformist even back then!
Like most kids my age, I loved watching cartoons, and my favorite cartoon of all was The Kooky Kitsey Show!
Kooky Kitsey was an orange, 9-tailed fox with pink hair, yellow eyes, pink ball nose, a lime green, sleeveless shirt, a light pink skirt with aqua-blue trim, and the cutest big 4-fingered cartoon paws EVER!
Every episode, she'd chase her helpless lover, Osok Uma - a yellow bear with blue eyes, green overalls, and a shiny black ball nose!
He'd always get bashed by her huge mallet in every episode, but since they were toons, it w
Are You Real? Hey guys, there's something super important that I need to talk about with you all. I've known some of you guys for a couple weeks, and others for years. We have had some fun conversations and enjoyed each others' company. You know who you are. However, that's not what I'm here to ask you all.Are You Real?7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I first came around here, I did so as an escape from work, school, and boring day-to-day life. The place seemed like your standard community; everyone trying to make a name for themself while gaining friendships in the process. I jumped in on the excitement and tried to get my name out there. However, I couldn't attract much attention. Time went on, and life got in the way of things. I browsed this place occasionally, but nothing more than that ever went down.
After a while, I found myself in a low place. I was constantly feeling gloomy and awfully low on friends. I kept trying to u
Shut-in's Birthday Partycandles stand bareShut-in's Birthday Party23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
no flame flickering
over striped stands
boxes aren't wrapped
with bright bows
or polka-dotted paper
white envelopes with
scrawled names or
slips of green
sit in a
small stack atop
your kitchen counter
colorful, breath-filled plastic
deflates slowly over
an empty table
a lone pastry
sideways, dripping in
a tinfoil liner
tastes too sweet
but oh well
just. another. day.
SB Nebula the Hedgehog's infoSB Nebula the Hedgehog's info9 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Nebula the Hedgehog
Full Name: Nebula Raven Emerald
Species: Mobian Hedgehog
Powers: Flight, Super Strength, Energy Blasts, and Healing
Fur/Hair Color: Violet-Blue
Skin Color: Light Peach
Eye Color: Sky Blue
[Bullet; Purple]Style: Tomboy and Goth
[Bullet; Purple]Fighting Style: Tang Soo Do and Jeet Kune Do
[Bullet; Purple]Attire: Black tank-top with light purple trim, black leather shorts, black and gold inlay belt and bracelets, white gloves, black and purple sneakers, and white sport tapes wrapped around her lower arms and lower legs.
[Bullet; Purple]Likes: helping people, saving the day, hanging out with Shadow and her friends, being alone, flying, cute non-mobian animals.
[Bullet; Purple]Dislikes: Eggman an
Mephadow - Servant of Evil Ch 8"Silver? Silver?" The young duke called for the ivory male as he walked along the garden. The prince had promised to return by 11, but it was already half past midnight and there was still no sign of him.Mephadow - Servant of Evil Ch 818 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Maybe he fell asleep?" Sonic thought. Deep inside he wouldn't deny a sense of worry and panic is lingering inside his chest; Silver had always stayed true to his words no matter what the circumstances may be, so why was it different this time?
"Silver? Are you here? Please answer me!" A strong, iron-like scent had caught his attention. Curious, he decided to follow, and what he saw had terrified him to his core
His ivory fiance laid by the well, wounded and bloody. His chest was ripped upward, what's more he wasn't breathing at all. The terrified male screamed at his lover's predicament and rushed to his side, with peach arms shaking from his fright
"SILVER!! SILVER!!! SILVER NO!!!" The cerulean male cried, holding his beloved Silver close to his heaving chest "who did this to you? w
The Bill Cipher Wheel. (GRAVITY FALLS THEORY)YEEThe Bill Cipher Wheel. (GRAVITY FALLS THEORY)8 hours ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses More Like This
affectionate. brother!kise ryouta x readeraffectionate. brother!kise ryouta x reader17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N: I have something for you guys to enjoy in the description~
'[Name]cchi. . .'
Your right eye twitched. 'No. Go away.'
Kise was following you around the gym, looking like a kicked puppy. Since the start of basketball practice, he had been complaining about not getting enough love from his younger sister, you, and no matter how many times you tell him that you love him, he would always ask you for a kiss on the cheek to prove it.
You "politely" declined, of course.
By drop kicking him.
As if you were going to do something embarrassing like that in public.
'[Name]cchi, please?' he implored as he trailed behind you. You sighed.
You were the manager of Kaijo's basketball team. After some relentless begging from the copycat himself, you caved in and had agreed to become his team's manager. You swore that he did this on purpose just so he could spend more time with you, not that you minded. It's just. . . Kise has some serious issues. . .
'Ryo-nii, I alre
FFM2015 1 - Toeswitch Ignition“Give me back my toe, please.”FFM2015 1 - Toeswitch Ignition1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Broadside paused his walk, and turned back to me.
“You are not in a position to demand anything.”
I could not fault him for thinking so. My arms and legs are bound to the chair, neck chained so my back must stay rigid or risk self-strangulation. Were I in his shoes, I too would feel as if I held the upper hand.
Yet, I am in my shoes.
“It is not a demand, sir. Give me back my toe or you will force me to show you why I was the one sent to infiltrate this ship.”
Perhaps it was my tone, or the small pool of blood that now ceased to expand under my foot. Maybe he was curious. For whichever reason, Broadside stayed. Not that he needed to.
“I am curious, agent…” Aha. “ I had expected the Grands to send their top spy to my ship. However, my mole in your agency confirms repeatedly that she is undergoing special training at the moment, and remains at base. I am considered quite a high threat, I know
ShotsI keep shootingShots18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to kill my demons
But all I have
I don't have all the answersI was in a conversation once with an individual and quizzing them about the meaning-of-life stuff, and at one point this person said, slightly exasperated, ‘I don’t have all the answers!’I don't have all the answers20 hours ago in Editorial More Like This
At first, it smacks of a cop-out and then it soon shines like some beacon of truth, simplicity and honesty. So if you question me on some sticky topic, don’t be surprised if at some point, you hear, ‘I don’t know. I don’t have all the answers.’
Saltspray Rig Turf War: Blue vs OrangeBLUE TEAM vs ORANGE TEAMSaltspray Rig Turf War: Blue vs Orange11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Harrison (Splash-o-matic) Steph (E-liter 3k)
Callee (Dynamo Roller) Donovan (Splattershot Pro)
Dalton (Kelp Splatterscope) Allie (Tentatek Splattershot)
Eella (Tentatek Splattershot) Fen (Splattershot Pro)
Callee ran into the locker room, beaming at her team. “This is going to be the best match ever!” she exclaimed to the three in front of her. Harrison was grabbing the ink cartridge for his hair as she ran in. With a huff, he headed toward the showers to let the ink settle in. He didn’t need to really ink his tentahair though; he was on the Blue team with blue hair. He just liked how it felt to let the ink settle (not to mention, it made his tentahair look sparkly and gave him an excuse to clean it afte
TGB- When You SleepHe remembered it like it had happened only moments ago.TGB- When You Sleep9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He knew that, moons from now, he’d remember it as if it was some sort of recent event.
Weeks had passed since Jack had told her how he felt- not on purpose, but the words had slipped out anyway.
”I love you.”
The tom cringed as the scene played back in his head over and over again, the sunlight that weaved its way through the branches and danced across his shifting pelt failing to warm his chilled body. He wasn’t warm if he wasn’t with her. He wasn’t him unless he was with her.
”I can’t say it, Jack. I just can’t.”
He hadn’t cried since it happened, not since he was crouched before her, his smallest available form, frozen to the spot, his entire being quaking with the force of his confession. He had never meant to say a word, to open up to her about how he felt, to admit that she was on his mind constantly, like the song of
Leslie DMWL Concept~Leslie Willow was born to a father and no mother, as she left after he was born to be with another. Leslie never understood this concept, though, so it didn't quite bother him.Leslie DMWL Concept~21 hours ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses More Like This
He lived with his dad all alone in a small house, it wasn't much but they were both happy and Leslie depended strongly on his father as a friend and supporter and...as a dad. However, at the age of five, Leslie went to the amusement park with his dad where he ended up tripping and biting his lip, his blood beginning to flick about like small tendrils out of his wound. Quickly his dad scooped him up and began rushing him home before anyone could see. Whenever the two got home, Leslie's father was in his room as Leslie play downstairs when a loud thud sounded and Leslie blacked out. His father, had been killed.
The courtroom little Leslie stood in was loud and mostly made of Tamaki's employees. The judge was a bit uncertain at this case, as he watched confused Leslie looking around and waving a
CattyIn general, cats have nine lives.Catty8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Harold had 183.
He didn’t pay much attention to Alice’s chatter as he gobbled down his tuna chunks in the kitchen. She was a child, and a Dog Person, so it was unlikely she would ever have anything interesting to say. But something had certainly got her worked up.
Out of curiosity, Harold finally started to listen.
“I was suspicious of you from the start,” Alice was saying. “Did you really think no-one would ever notice?”
Harold finished the last chunk and looked up.
“Mrs. Deaking—used to enjoy a little Gilbert and Sullivan and then suddenly developed a taste for thrash metal. Miss Satterthwaite—used to be in bed every night by 10, then starting hanging round the bus shelter all night and spending her pension on cider. Mrs. Latimer at the sweetshop—who now never gives the correct change and will only sell you sugar-free toffees.”
Alice looked Harold in the eye.
“And all of them had
2060 (Vore warning)It is the year 2060, the world has fallen into chaos. The only explanation to this is one word, revenge. Not even two years has passed since the awakening of the worlds greatest terror...dragons. And one would think that there's not so many due to all the stories of their extinction, but yet again, the scientists were wrong. There were more than dozens, humans sought to find shelter underground, in the darkness of metros and caves, safe from the roaring fires of the dragons wrath. But yet, there were few to stay on the surface, hidden in forests where they were to be least expected... This is the story of one such individual.2060 (Vore warning)14 hours ago in Settings More Like This
With a yawn Aisa awoke in the cabin of her parents. The sun shone bright upon the sky, not a cloud in sight...and no dragons either...strange. But she did not take that to mind as she simply got dressed in her rags. Her clothes had, since long, been tattered, just like her mothers and fathers. She put one arm through the wrong hole, making her giggle as this was s