Blank Character Bio SheetBASIC INFORMATIONBlank Character Bio Sheet6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
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pretty boys break hearts.sometimes I think Im just a mess of badly drawn lines. Im just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice.pretty boys break hearts.6 years ago in Teen More Like This
my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I cant see the beauty in multitudes of freckles and chipped fingernails- but he does.
why do you love me?
you make me happy.
I never could figure out just how. was it my illegible love notes, or the tiny hearts I drew into his bare back with my fingertips? was it the filth on my knees or the way I named every bowing flower in my garden? maybe it was the way I sewed the stars to the navy sky and told him in a little, little voice-that I loved him.
either way he made my heart skip beats and bumps and bangs and he made me feel beautiful, a little
clap if you believeclap if you believe8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Even as a little girl, I was a budding pessimist. Everything was half empty - not just glasses, but people, too. I remember loving Peter Pan as a little girl. Not the Disney version, but the play with Mary Martin as Pan. Every time Tink drank the poison, I felt my heart clench, first because I wanted to find someone who'd die to save me, and second because I knew she'd die. I never clapped for Tink because I didn't believe that the little flashing light from the audience had a soul, that the little bells had a heart. Whoever I watched the movie with clapped though, and I'd pretend, never touching my hands together. I thought that if I lied, she'd die right away and Peter would never sing about Neverland for me again.
That's how we met. I'd bought a ticket to the college production of Peter Pan. You played Pan. You had that curly brown hair that looked like fistfuls of chocolate
emotions with longer names"Why are you holding a camera?" Her eyes flickered to look at his. She possessed no poker face—her discomfort made him smile, even now.emotions with longer names10 years ago in Teen More Like This
"I don't know," replied a disembodied voice. The sound of his words made his heart beat faster, made the memories come rushing back in some horrific nightmarish image of a carnival ride.
She displayed her white teeth to him in an awkward smile, the flashing red light reflected in her eyes. They weren't looking at the camera—they were looking at him.
"Talk to me," he said, loving to film the shape of her face in all that silence but knowing her awkward quirks.
"I don't know what to say." Her voice was quieter than normal, and scarlet stop signs were ebbing at her cheeks.
"Say anything," he commanded in a voice heavy with anticipation. His vowels were richer than a gourmet bagel caked in strawberry cheesecake cream cheese.
She bit her lip, and he could see the cartoon bubble appearing above her furrowed brow—I'm thinking.
"John Cusack," she whispe
IncestI remember sleeping in the bed we shared.Incest7 years ago in Teen More Like This
Was it wrong?
I remember him always holding me in his arms.
Isn't that what you do with those you love?
I remember mom finding out.
Why did she cry so much?
I remember him looking away.
Couldn't he meet her gaze?
I remember asking him if something was wrong.
Had we done something bad?
I remember him wrapping his arms around me.
Wasn't it supposed to feel this way?
I remember him keeping his voice soft and quiet.
Did he whisper so as not to let mom hear?
I remember him saying he had to leave.
Where did he have to go?
I remember saying goodbye.
Were those tears for me?
I remember not seeing him for years.
What kept him away?
I remember seeing him again.
When did he grow so much?
I remember feeling tears slip down my face.
There were still tears left?
I remember running to him.
He didn't forget me?
I remember feeling his arms around me.
Is it the same as before?
I remember a passionate, dominating kiss.
I remember a promise.
Master of RavensMaster of RavensMaster of Ravens9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he'll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. 'Cam,' he will call to me, and I'll kneel down before him.
My father. Master of Ravens. Crow-Runner. The Blackbird King.
I pull on my winter boots, knot the coarse laces.
My little brother asks, 'Cam. Where are you going?'
'Out,' I tell him.
'To play in the snow?'
'To look at it.'
When he was born, my little brother was named Taliesin. His is a world without myths, of course. Such things perished in the great f
Some Random Yaoi Ch.1 "OLD"Some Random Yaoi Ch.1 "OLD"9 years ago in Teen More Like This
*REVISION TO COME!!*
"Please tell me you're not doing that again!"
The black haired lad strolls in and rolls his violet eyes at the other boy with flaxen blonde hair and luminous emerald eyes.
"I have no idea of what you're talking about, Sora"
The young man smirked and whipped his flaxen hair. The black haired lad, Sora strides over to the flaxen haired boy who is sitting at his writing table with papers and drawings resting on it. Sora picks up the drawings.
"Hum…if u aren't doing what I think you're doing then what is this?"
He shows the other boy the paper with obscene and dreadfully explicit drawing of two guys going further than kissing.
"Hentai, you are such a per~vert"
He sings as he comes in closer to the emerald-eyed boy, and kisses him tenderly on the lips. He pulls away and smiles still very close to the boy's face
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
The boy looks lustfully into Sora's violet eyes
"Sora…" he breathes.
Sora replies to hearing his name. Sudde
QuotesHave you ever felt that feeling whenever you see someone, you freeze and your heart starts to beat so fast and you have to hold on to something so you wouldnt fall? Sometimes when they talk to you, do you utter stupid words and end up embarrassing yourself? Its not that you want it, but just the presence of that person makes your heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Would you be brave and admit your feelings? What if its simply not meant to be, do you give up? Or keep trying and end up with nothing? Well, thats love. Its irony speaks, but you got to take risks to get answers. When you meet someone and you gradually fall in love with that person, try to express your love to her because every moment you wasted would be equal to tons of regret in the end. Dont wait until its too late to tell someone how much you love, how much you care. Because when they are gone, no matter how loud you shout and cry they wont hear you anymore.Quotes8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Vampire Yaoi Part 1"How?......He cant possibly be human....." The woman thought to herself. She stood trembling to the brim with fear, staring at the man who stood in front of her. His hair hung half-way down his back, he was pale as bone, and he had a shade of soft, molten-like green; he was truly the most beautiful man anyone had ever seen, and probably the most threatening too.Vampire Yaoi Part 17 years ago in Teen More Like This
"I'm sorry love........but, you are useless to me." Came his voice of bells. Slowly he walked over to her and raised a finger to her throat; gently he ran down to the base of her throat. Smiling at the smell of fear he lowered his face to the point he had-had his finger at and opened his mouth..............
I awoke in a cold sweat, panting from another nights nightmare. It was different from any of the other dreams I had-had; it had felt so real, and intense. I sighed and rolled over; the alarm clock read 5:15 a.m.
After completely waking up and getting ready for school, I walked to the bus stop. I mu
witch wicked a like spells she6witch wicked a like spells she5 years ago in Teen More Like This
and he cried.
She spelt loving wrong,
sorry but i could never stop loveng you
He picked it up, holding back tears, and the note on the dresser read:
As he was about to leave the room, he noticed something, a paper, on her nightstand.
He found her hanging from a rope above her bed, her flawless eyes rolled over, her neck slanted.
He managed his way into a door marking her room. It was ajar, so he pushed it and went inside.
Im sure shell be home any minute now. He reassures himself, tapping his platinum wristwatch.
Oh, shes only two minutes late. Shes probably proving a point that shes human; shes imperfect.
Getting more worried with every empty second, he double-checked his watch. Seven oh two.
Hello?! He cried, not assuming the worst. Anybody home? He shrugged, climbing upstairs.
He knocked on her door.
The Narrative OC MEMEI. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four :
III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails why is that?
IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick either Character Two or Character Five
V. Character Three is depressed and decides to get drunk.
VI. An event like no other takes place and Character One and Character Two get into a battle to the death. Who wins?
VII. Character Four or Character Five accidentally drink a love potion. Who do they fall in love wit
To the man I loveTo the man I love,To the man I love8 years ago in Teen More Like This
The moment I set my eyes on you, I know and I was certain that you were the one I have been waiting for all my life. After you touched my heart, I never had a single doubt, that what I felt for you was what real love was all about. As long as you are in my life, there's nothing I can't do, for the greatest joy I've ever known has come from loving you. You are the depths of my soul, the light in my heart and the air that I breathe.
My love, the longer we're together, the more I realize how much I need you – I realize how much it means to have your love, your support, your understanding. The longer we're together, the more I hope that you know the emotions I feel in my heart – and all the special reasons why I love you.
In this world where love can be hard to find and harder still to keep, we found each other. And not only did we find the kind of love that people desire of, but also the kind that has full of life and is exciting over time.
What is really remarkable is
mornings on suburban trainsdearest, you have thunder in your eyesmornings on suburban trains5 years ago in Teen More Like This
and lacing your fingertips
the mornings that you sit across from me on suburban trains; they are the brightest mornings of all. i could spend the whole trip admiring each curl in your hair and the shape of each fingernail if only i had the time. sometimes our legs brush when we sit across from each other, and my heart skips, but i don't think you even notice. your gaze lingers on the scenery outside the window; as if you wished you were outside too. as if the train was a cage.
if only you would let me, i could brighten your mornings too.
the afternoons that we exit the train at the same stop, they are the warmest afternoons of all. we split ways at the end of the station; i go left and you go right, but listening to your heels tap against the concrete even for thirty seconds makes me want to hold you in my arms and never, ever let you go.
the morning you smiled at me, i think my heart stopped momentarily. you had off-white teeth and dimples
How To Be NormalHow To Be Normal4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
HOW TO SUCCEED AT BEING A NORMAL TEENAGER:
(In 15 easy steps!)
1. The first step in becoming a normal, bland, and spineless individual is very simple. Never think. About anything. Ever. If you have a thought, let it go. Let someone else think for you. Thinking is hard. Let someone else do it. Save your little conformist brain cells for something less difficult.
2. Now let's talk about music. You like unique music? Not anymore! You get to listen to the same generic, repetitive sound that everyone else does. You know, that one beat over and over with the words "Yeah", "baby" and "ooh" being repeated. Lucky you!
3. To be normal, you've gotta dress normal. If you're a girl, that means you wear leggings as pants and cut up your t-shirts so they just barely cover your chest. Uggs are a must, for any time of the year, including midsummer. If you're a guy, you wear the hem of your pants on the back of your knees. Overly violent band t-shirts for bands that you only know one song for is highly
Splash -sonadow-*Splash -sonadow-5 years ago in Teen More Like This
*splash, splash, splash*
One, two, three
*splash, splash, splash*
four, five, six
Shadow saw the rings on the water grow bigger and bigger, until they suddenly disappeared in waves against the shore. He took up another stone and threw it as flat as he could to make it jump on the waters surface. Sonics eyes glittered.
Wow! Ten, this time, Shadow! I didnt know that you were this good!
Shadow blushed a bit when he let the sand fall though his hands and down again, building a little pile between his thighs. In the late evening sun the sand made a beautiful rainbow-imitation when the orange/purple/pink light from the sun shined though the tiny, white little stone pieces.
Sonic laid the chocolate-bar aside and picked up another stone and played with it between his fingertips for a while. Then he threw it as hard as he could against the turquoise surface. The blue hedgehog saw with a d
SasuNaru - Pain - Chapter 3The two boys walked up the small narrow road in silence until they finally arrived at the small ramen bar. The man working there waved and called out Narutos name. Since Naruto visited the ramen bar almost every day the man knew him pretty well.SasuNaru - Pain - Chapter 37 years ago in Teen More Like This
So Naruto, the usual? The man began then took a questioning look at Sasuke, Oh and whos this?
This is my friend Sasuke. Naruto tried to hold in his blush.
Just friends? The man winked forcing Naruto to blush even harder.
So, whatll you have? The man gestured towards Sasuke.
hmm Sasuke looked down at the laminated menu then began again, Ill just have a small bowl of ramen. He said trying not to make a sick face. Sasuke hated ramen with a passion, but if it made Naruto happy, hed eat it every day.
Ok! Thatll be eight dollars all together.
Here, Sasuke, well split it and each pay four. Naruto s
Vampire Yaoi part 2When I reached my house, I ran inside and slammed the door behind me. Did he follow me? I thought as I hung my head and studied my shoes. What am I going to do if he did? Lock the doors and windows? Panting, I looked up and realized that my den was full of wide-eyed, wondering people; wide-eyed, wondering people, with there eyes glued to one thing, me. I turned pink almost instantly, and looked from one pair of eyes to the next; forgetting my fear of being followed, and becoming more self-conscience than ever.Vampire Yaoi part 27 years ago in Teen More Like This
Tyler, darling! Youre finally home! My step mom threw her arms around me and kissed my cheek, turning me from pink to scarlet.
Whats going on here? I whispered in her ear. She laughed as if I told a rather funny joke and stepped back to look at me. She made a face, and shuffled me up the stairs and away from the eyes of the people in the den. Hello? Whats going on, Aunt Evangeline?
Please, call me Ev., Tyler, and
RomeoxJuliet SasuSaku style 1Romeo and Juliet SasuSaku styleRomeoxJuliet SasuSaku style 18 years ago in Teen More Like This
"Another school day, -sigh-, how troublesome." Shikamaru said.
"Yeah, for once I agree with you Lazy Ass." Said Naruto nodding. The bell for the start of school wasn't due for another 3 hours, and what Naruto and Shikamaru were doing up so early no one knew, but they were up nonetheless. Aimlessly wandering the streets, the two soon found themselves in Konoha market. Shikamaru nudged Naruto.
"Look out Capulet High girls at 2 o'clock." He said.
As the two girls came past Shikamaru stuck his middle finger up at them.
"Did you just stick your finger up at us?!" Shrieked the girl with two buns on her head.
"No Tenten. He did stick his finger up, but not at you." Naruto teased.
"Don't fuck with us Naruto!" Said the blonde.
"Who'd want to fuck with you Ino?" Shikamaru replied coolly. "You're so ugly no one in their right mind would. So is that why you get
Untitled Tiger Project Part 1Untitled Tiger Project Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The strange feeling came over the tigress Penumbra once again. Her paws tingled, her charcoal hair rose as if electrified, and her body felt faintly as if it were being constricted by the air around her. She flicked her ears in irritation, but she was too used to the phenomenon to express actual alarm. She didn't even bother to raise her head off of her single broad foreleg. The sensation would pass, as it always did, and she paid little mind to it.
It was the water leaking from the rusted pipe above her head that caught her interest, though. She had been absent-mindedly watching the pure water fall, drop by drop, from the peripherals of her vision. Now the rhythmic, predictable dripping slowed until it stopped. Then, in defiance of every law of fluid dynamics that Penumbra knew, the drops of water began to rise from the floor and slip back into the pipe. Penumbra stiffened and swivelled her head to watch.