TG Anakin to Queen Amidala (Request)TG Anakin to Queen Amidala (Request)5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
After being rejected by the Jedi council for apparently being to old to start Jedi padawan training, Anakin was sitting in his room alone. "Maybe Qui-Gon was wrong, I do not feel like very, chosen." Anakin said to himself. While Anakin thought about his whatever role Qui-Gon thought for him, the council had just gotten word that Queen Amidala ship had lost contact on their way to Sabu. The queen supposed to be at the top of a galactic senate. Without her there however, the other races would be in a frenzy and it could spark an uproar. With no other choice, the council came to there only conclusion until they are able to make contact with the queens missing ship.
A few days later, Anakin was called up by the council for a 'special' predicament. Thinking they were going to finally make him Obi-Wans padawan, he went with them to a secret room. "Anakin, listen to me very carefully, this is most important." Obi-Wan said kneeling down. "Your training will have to be put on hold for a while,
Lucid DreamingSome people can control lucid dreaming. I've tried to learn how to do it myself, but I've failed each time. However, I do lucid dream, but it's random and involuntary.Lucid Dreaming1 month ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I remember a dream where I was hanging out with Hermione Granger for some reason, and one of my teeth fell out. I have a lot of dreams about my teeth coming out or crumbling. Then a few more came out, and I showed them to her.
"Why do I always dream about my teeth falling out?" I asked her, and she pulled a book from out of nowhere, flipping through it.
"It's a sign of insecurity," she explained.
"Great," I laughed dejectedly.
I think that's one of the only lucid dreams I can remember having that wasn't a bad dream or a nightmare, which are the ones I've had most recently. The scariest part of the dreams, even if they're just mildly unpleasant, is being aware that you're in a dream.
In one, I was talking to a girl in the dormitory I was living in. For some reason, we were all on this huge boat that was sort of lik
Stay With Me (Dancing In The Moonlight) ‘Tonight you’re saving my life’Stay With Me (Dancing In The Moonlight) 1 month ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
-The Gaslight Anthem.
I open my curtains and look at the world outside my window. White cloud dominates the sky leaving no suggestion of the blue behind it, no hint of the sun struggling to break through. As I stare at the beginning of a new day, my thoughts inevitably turn to him, as they always do. I wonder if he’s awake. I wonder if he’s thinking about me too. My heart beats just a little bit faster at the simple thought of him.
It’s strange to think how one person has grown to mean so much to me. Someone who, a year ago, I didn’t even know. But just as the white cloud has overwhelmed the sky above me, his love has encased my heart. So perfectly. So completely. A love that is so strong, that whenever we are apart, a veil of melancholy inescapably rests upon me. The hardest moments of my life are when we have to say goodbye to each other. The happiest are when we say hello.
In the last few months,
RegenerationEvery day was a new start for my sister.Regeneration1 month ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
She always woke with a refreshed soul, ready for the day ahead with a confident smile and a positive attitude. Her glow would infect everyone else like the plague, repairing the damage my glower had done as I'd trudged through the corridors ahead of her. It was no wonder she was always the 'popular one'.
I didn't mind. Why would I? I never liked being the centre of attention anyway...
She always saw the best in people whilst I always saw the worst. Maybe it was what nature intended; one optimist, one pessimist per family. I didn't mind that either. It didn't matter to me. She didn't matter to me.
Which is why I didn't ask her what was wrong when she didn't get up for school one morning. I didn't dare wake her. It wasn't my place to be the one who relished in her rare frown.
Her absence was noted by her adoring shallow fans. I didn't dignify them with any sort of reply as they pined at my sides for information on her. I knew
How to Write: Depressed/Regretful CharactersHow To Write: Depressed/Regretful CharactersHow to Write: Depressed/Regretful Characters2 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Example: The Doctor
Lesson number one: Go. Into. It.
Okay, lemme explain. I'll start from the top. Description is the most important thing when it comes to writing. All books are is shitloads of description that trigger a sort of TV in the reader's head. Go over the five senses in your head: sight, sound, touch, feel, hearing. Describe anything and everything.
I.E.: Her house certainly didn't look like a witch's cottage. It was warm and comfortable, filled with the smell of lavender and mint. Candles were lit all over, some burning low and some tall with molten wax dripping down their sides. The windows were round, resembling the portholes of a seaship or airship. The Doctor could hear the sounds of birds from somewhere in the cottage, but he couldn't see any. As he looked around, the brunette poked her head around the corner and smiled. "Well come on then, we haven't got all day!" She urged.
Tickle CampSo a couple weekends ago the temple but I work as a volunteer for was going on a retreat. It's basically a two day camp thing. We get students from our temple and a few tables from around the area and we all go spend a weekend together. So I was volunteering to be one of the "counselors".Tickle Camp5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
After a long and drawn out two hour bus ride with a bunch of overly energized 13 and 14-year-olds, we made it to the camp. It was after we got to the camp but I found out that the cabin that I would be in charge of was going to be a boy cabin. (Some guys do end up in girl cabins). Anyway, I met up with the five boys in that would be under my "command". Their names were: Eric, Danny, Josh, Zack, and Alex. They were all 14 except for Danny who is 13. After meeting up we headed to the cabin and set everything up. And after that the Camp manager told us that the original evening plans we're going to be canceled because of weather issues. So instead I sat the five boys down and we all got to know each othe
Teenagers - Male!Reader x NewStudent!Female!ReaderAN: You can choose to read this with your male/female partner if you want, though you can read it by yourself. If you're reading it by yourself, then you may fill in who the other reader will be. Or just fill in the brackets with random names. >_>Teenagers - Male!Reader x NewStudent!Female!Reader1 month ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I was about to leave the music department when I heard keys being played on a piano. It was from one of the music rooms. I followed where the sound was coming from and when I looked through the small window from the door, I saw that girl playing. The girl that transferred here just a week ago. I noticed that she hadn't been talking to anybody much besides the teacher, so I decided to knock on her door and introduce myself.
As soon as I knocked, she stopped playing immediately and turned around to see who it was. She got up and opened the door. Her eyes stayed staring at the ground.
StrayI think he’s nearby and it’s a solace, because it could be worse - butStray1 month ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
then I’m at the top of the world, thousands of lives before me as the
symphonic grass brushes my calves and the cool wind tugs at my hair -
someone down there could be grieving, celebrating, arguing, laughing -
I’m not to know.
I gather my bearings: labelling landmarks, identifying villages, towns;
Hills and valleys and woods and finally the river stretch for as far as
the eye can see, but it’s not enough. He does not live there.
He is further away than I could ever have imagined.
Damien TickledOkay so after spending a couple of days in preparation I got ready to tickle Damien. Damien is my girlfriend's 12 year old little brother. My girlfriend had plans for the day but she had no one to watch Damien, so after helping her look for potential people for a couple of hours I decided that I would volunteer. But of course before I volunteered I did happen to get a glance at Damiens cute feet. And seeing his feet is what made up my mind to babysit him for the evening. So an hour or so past and my girlfriend left to do her errands, and as she was getting ready to leave the house I was casually looking around for different tools that I could use to tickle Damiens feet. I searched the bathroom and got a hold of a brand-new oral b toothbrush still in the little box and a hairbrush. I really wanted to use a piece of Velcro on Damiens feet. But I was struggling to find some anywhere. But after a few minutes of looking as hard as I could, I got lucky. They had all kinds of things that theyDamien Tickled1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Skyrim: The Woodcutter's Wife Glitch?Okay, just do me a favor and see if the same thing happens to you. I've restarted Skyrim too many times to count and this only works if you complete these missions in order without saving or shutting down your system (I haven't tried this on PC, only 360.)Skyrim: The Woodcutter's Wife Glitch?2 weeks ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
1- You must be a level 8 for this to work. I've tried and anything higher or lower will fuck it up and nothing will happen.
2 - You must have the book 'The Woodcutter's Wife' in your inventory for the entire time you attempt this.
3 - Do not have anyone following you. No housecarls, no familiars. Nothing will happen if you don't do these things alone.
4 - You have to complete the Laid To Rest mission. When you're playing hide and seek with Helgi, after she tells you to 'Make Laelette go away,' Laelette will be standing half way up the hill Southwest of Helgi's coffin, she won't move or fight back and it'll take a few minutes of hacking away before she dies. This is normal and WILL happen if you've done everything right. Do not go ins
TornadoShe comes down from the sky with very little warning. Her anger is lashed out upon the plains, where there is an ally bearing her name. Her long crushing embrace carries you, forcing you to value your own life. Will she let you live or tally you among her dead?Tornado1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Good Old Schooldays (1950's)I watched fascinated as a small white missile, whizzed through the air, landing neatly on the tip of Steven Smith’s ear. Mr Davis was an excellent shot. For the fourth time that day Steven Smith had been the object of target practice, simply because he had blown his nose too loudly during geography. The sound of an elephant trumpeting as it engaged in carnal activity, was not quite the sound deemed necessary to clear excess mucus. Smith said he had a cold. Mr. Davis said he didn’t believe him. He probably did believe him but did not want to be deprived of his main pleasure: chalk throwing was a most satisfying art and it rendered boys’ ears a delightful shade of rose red, signifying to other teachers and pupils, his prowess and the fact that ‘he was not one to be messed around with.’Good Old Schooldays (1950's)1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
But there were other disciplines enforced at that time, that made rose red ears look pale. A whack with a cane, especially from an embittered old fart of a headmaster wo