-Wrong Audio--Wrong Audio-4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mew was always my favorite Pokemon since the series first came out-in fact even before, before I knew what the little pink cat-thing was called as the very first toy I owned of it was a small figure my twin sister got me from a convention. I didn't know what the Pokemon was at the time or even how rare it was, but from that day on Mew was my most favorite Pokemon of all time-and because of this I'd always wanted more toys of this elusive supposedly nonexistent legendary, that was never seen in the games or even mentioned in the anime save for the opening credits (note this was before the first Pokemon movie).
Fastforward a couple years, December 25th 1999. It was actually after midnight on the 24th, but to me and my siblings it was officially time to open presents-it was a tradition our mother had when we lived with her. My twin sister and I were presented by our gifts our older brother got us, and opened them. I was overjoyed, because the present I got was quite possibly t
The Writer and His MuseThe Writer lay quietly in his bed. Rest was hard to come by. Vivid images filled his mind, ideas which blinked and twirled in the darkness before fading away, never to be seen again. As always, in the beginning he could control them, but they spiraled out of his grasp and took on lives of their own. He no longer had any say. They simply went where they intended and created their own paths. Slowly he drifted off amidst the stories being told around him. The images slowed, sleep was coming. Soon he was unconscious.The Writer and His Muse2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A sharp kick to the stomach woke him up. He grunted and clutched his gut.
“Come on, come on, get up. It is time.”
The Writer looked up to see Muse standing over him. “Don’t make me kick you again! I said it’s time to write.”
“What? I don’t want to write now! Its 3 in the morning!”
“As if you have any say. You know how this works slave. I won’t let you sleep until you obey me. Now get up!” Muse raised his f
Lavender Town MidiLavender Town Midi4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alright pasta eaters, I have another eerie tale for you all. I'm sure some of you are familiar with my work regarding music and sound editing-some minor tweaking really, like the cries I've made for my creepypasta Charon, or editing of the reverse of the Lavender Town theme. I always thought that playing with these kinds of sounds was, while spooky was really harmless. I'm going to tell you right now, I was wrong.
I'm in fact very fond of Lavender Town's song and the story behind it. I like finding different remixes for it online, and have wanted to do my own remix. I use a program called Garage Band-a program that usually comes standard for macs- to do a lot of my sound and music remixes, and I remembered that when imported, midi files break apart into separate instrument tracks one can play with and manipulate to their whim.
I decided to look for a midi for Lavender Town's theme-not exactly the official theme or even the famous 'Lavender Town Tune', just something I can play with and
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)1 year ago in Horror More Like This
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile
The ruleShe wouldn't let him make love to her on the bed. Beds are for sleeping she told him adamantly, when he tried to lead her there. Caught in the grip of a feverish, school-boy lust, Mekhi didn't care. It was enough that she wanted to have sex with him at all. He'd do it on a mound of shit if that's what she wanted. Inside a meat locker. Any damn where.The rule2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When it was over and they lay on the rug in post coitus languor, he found himself curious about her no bed rule. "So you've never done it on a bed?" he asked, voice hushed at 2AM.
She was a long time in answering. Her voice was soft, on the edge of sleep as she confided, "Not since I was ten years old."
White HaunterWhite Haunter4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Okay. This story I'm about to share is very personal, very strange and probably unbelievable.
I don't blame any of you if you don't believe it, and I especially don't blame you if you think I'm crazy, but I can assure you it's all true.
I've only recently really gotten into Pokemon Creepypasta, a lot of even the older stories, like Lavender Town's Tune and Buried Alive are all quite new to me.
Like most readers however, I dismissed these stories, only getting the fun creepy thrill from them that they were intended to give.
However, one story always intrigued me just a little more than the rest. It was the story behind the White Hand. I wasn't sure why, for the longest time the creepy white, skeletal and horrifically detailed severed hand stood out so much to me.
That was until, with surprising clarity I realized it reminded me of the Pokemon Haunter. Not just the Pokemon itself however, but of an eerie incident that happened long, long ago when I was still very young.
See, when I was a
N X Reader - Make This Last ForeverN X Reader - Make This Last Forever2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
N X Reader - Make This Last Forever
A/N: I get to choose your pokemon mwahahaha. XDD Anyways, it's been forever since I've played Pokemon White, so forgive me if I get things wrong...
You were in Nimbasa City with your pokemon Zorua walking alongside you. You had just came out of the Pokemon Musical Theater, which Bianca had forcefully taken you into to show you the cute pokemon. You had to admit, it was pretty cute. You were heading to the Ferris Wheel as the sun was slowly starting to go down. You then saw a certain green-tea haired male looking at the Ferris Wheel himself. He hears your footsteps and turns around, smiling when he sees you. You've had a crush on N since the first time you saw him. You liked everything about him, his tea-green hair, the affectionate way he treated his pokemon, even his hat.(A/N; I like N's hat too... I want one like it... >.>)
"Ah, hello (f/n) I thought I'd see you here." N says to you. You nod. "It's nice to see you too N." You reply. N looks ba
N x Reader My LoveN x Reader My Love10 months ago in Romance More Like This
N x Reader My Love
[A/N: This will be fluffy, I guess. It’ll be N who’ll be narrating the story. This will be short.]
There’s a special person in my life. . .
A young, green-haired man leaned back to gaze at the orange sky, watching as the sky slowly changed colors, the light fading to dark.
He tugged his black and white cap over his face, and closed his eyes, enjoying the peace around him.
And for a little while, the man slipped into a light sleep.
We first met when she fell into my arms.
She had been trying to reach a stranded Lillipup, who had somehow climbed a tree and snagged its fur in the rustling branches.
She had freed the Lillipup, giving it to her Krokorok, who had set it down gently on the soft ground. They had watched as it scurried to safety, and in her distracted state, she fell from her place in the tree.
Her Krokorok had been too stunned to react, and so I had rushed forward, capturing her before she was brought to any da
SSB4 Moveset: Waddle DeeWaddle DeeSSB4 Moveset: Waddle Dee2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
First Game: Kirby's Dream Land (1992)
Latest Game: Kirby's Dream Collection (2012)
Home Stage: Cookie Country
Symbol: Warp Star
Intro: Waddle Dee rides a minecart in on a track from the bakground, at the end of the track is a roadblock. When the minecart hits tbe block, it will stop abruptly, sending Waddle Dee flying out. Waddle Dee will land facefirst, before rolling into the standing position.
Wiimote Choice: The sound of Waddle Dee's spear spinning is heard.
Selection Pose: Waddle Dee twirls his spear overhead, then stamps it into the ground.
Credits Theme: Title (Kirby's Return to Dream Land)
Crowd Cheer: Waddle! Dee!
Up: Waddle Dee puts his spear on his back, then waves his hands at the camera while looking around with a joyful look in his eyes.
Side: Waddle Dee stamps on foot down and holds one hand forward while the other hand spins his spear a few times behind his back. He then holds his spear in both hands and gla
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.Bo.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
Daddy!N! x Mommy!Reader! - First time DadDaddy!N! x Mommy!Reader! - First time Dad1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was so happy right now. I was holding my wife, (Name), on our couch. She had just fell asleep on my chest. She was so cute right now. Her (hair color) hair cascaded down me like a fine silk. Her fair skin was so soft to the touch. And my favorite thing as of right now was her big stomach. She said an egg was in there and would hatch inside her to give us a baby. I always thought it was sweet that she used Pokémon terms with me since she knew I was more comfortable this way but I knew what being pregnant was.
My favorite thing to do was to either pet her stomach, like I was now, or cuddling it while we sleeping. She was about nine months now so we’d have it any day now. I have to admit I was a bit annoying making sure she was alright, eating properly, getting enough sleep, not working too hard, or just being over bearing. I’d always make her meals and give them to her in bed. I took over all the chores and well everything. I took longer shifts for more money. I didn
Win, lose or...?Win, lose or...?4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Win, Lose or ? Theories on the Multiple Lost Silver Endings
In seeing the many untold parts of Lost Silver, the last part, in which you battle the Unowns in a glitchy battle, interests me the most. The fact that you're able to finally interact with the Pokemon who are controlling your fate (considering they are the 'final boss' of the game supports that they are probably masterminds behind your situation), and in a battle setting, brings many possibilities to the table to how the story actually ends. When you win, does Gold actually escape his death? If you lose, how could it possibly get worse? What might happen?
However, we need to bring up a fact not many know about. When dabridge uploaded his list of the parts to dA, someone asked if it was even possible to win the battle. Dabridge answered with 'Yes, according to the author it is possible to come out with different alternative endings. It's not even limited to "Lose" and "Win"'.
So this opens up even MORE possibili
Pokemon The Call of CharonPokemon The Call of Charon4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Okay, so this happened to me almost a week ago or so, give or take. I was on the bus on my way to school, playing my Soul Silver on my DS, when the bus lurched a little at a stop. This wasn't unusual, a lot of the city buses were in disrepair and their engines stalling was common. I only sighed in annoyance at this-until something slid from the back of the bus after its sudden stop, the object coming to a halt by my seat.
It appeared to be an abandoned Pokewalker, to my surprise. I bent down and picked it up to have a closer look, distracting myself with it while the bus driver tried valiantly to restart the engines, all other passengers around me groaning impatiently. Upon closer inspection though, I frowned that the little Pokewalker was fairly scuffed and dirty, but worst yet was the screen on the thing.
The clear plastic covering had been scratched badly, looking as if someone had done it on purpose with keys or something to the point that it would be otherwise near impossible to t
For Cry[ This is written for Cry aka ChaoticMonki on Youtube, by his request during a multiplayer livestream of hilarious win. I said in chat that I was forgoing writing yaoifics to watch the stream and the rest is history. I could not stop at one... so there are two fics, one that is a bit cliché and has Cry as the uke (aka the submissive one) and then my personal favorite, one in which he is the seme (the dominant one). Russel can be found over thisaway and, like the true gentleman he is, provided the necessary other half for a right good pairing. I hope the following entertains or at least amuses. All typos, destruction of grammar, plot inconsistencies, etc., are entirely my fault. Use only as directed. Member FDIC. ]For Cry4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Story The First: Hangover Cure
Cry woke to the smell of alcohol, both lingering on warm breath at his ear as well as growing stale on air brightening with morning light. The twent
Romeo and Juliet | N x ReaderRomeo and Juliet | N x Reader3 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
When you first decided to be a Pokemon trainer, you never expected to meet your first love whilst on your travels. It's was even more surprising when you found out that the young boy you had a crush on was apart of Team Plasma, your enemy. Actually, you were more upset than anything. You always did consider yourself a romantic, after all- and forbidden love like that was just too heart-wrenching... It always brought such despair and agony. Such a love was doomed to fail.
You dropped to the grass-covered floor, turning to lay on your back. [Eye colour] orbs stared up at the cloud-riddled sky, moving across the blue at a steady pace. The sun had been hidden behind one cloud, and the breeze was fairly dead - except for the odd brush that blew past every-so-often. Right now, your surroundings were at peace. You, however, were not.
You sighed sadly, petting your [small Pokemon] on the head with closed eyes. Ever since you had found out that fact, you had been down in the dumps. Although you
BoogeymanOf shards of glass he makes his teethBoogeyman4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And shadows are his skin
His rumor keeps me hiding under sheets
Waiting for the sunrise to begin
All day he waits in closets and drawers
To feed upon the unruly
Little children who haven't done their chores
And boys who treat girls cruelly
When those children fall fast asleep,
He breathes into their ears
There will be no more counted sheep
If you awake while he's over your bed
You will see his golden eyes
Then he'll eat you up starting at the head
Despite your pleading cries
This monster, yes, he has a weakness
One thing that will leave him stricken
Sing with your whole heart and nothing less
Journey's "Don't Stop Believin"
Grimmichi Pet: Ch. 19"Bastard," Grimmjow growled, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees, then worked himself into a crouch. "I'll kill you." Aizen smirked and gestured casually to the espada gathered around the room.Grimmichi Pet: Ch. 194 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Grimmjow," he said, the smile still fixed on his face. "Do you really think you could make it two steps towards me? You must remember your place, dear Grimmjow." His eyes narrowed in mirth. "You are, after all, only number six." Grimmjow growled and stood, and immediately Ulquiorra and Nnoitra were on either side of him, gripping his arms tightly. Grimmjow's head whipped back and forth, glaring at them, then he turned his head to stare at Ichigo.
"You've got to get out of hererun!" he insisted, but Ichigo just stood; trembling. He was terrified but he couldn't just leave Grimmjow here. He would die. He had to come up with a plan to get them both out safely
Just then, Ichigo felt a hand on his arm, he turned quickly to see the man he recognized as Coyote Starrk stan
Taking Sides CH.11Taking Sides CH.113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The monster laughed as Felix and the others ran off.
"You think you can get by me?" his voice was crazed, sarcastic and questioning. His presence made me tense; his blank white eyes unmeetable.
"We don't have to get by you, just distract you," I responded, keeping my voice steady and confident. He laughed again before charging us. I ducked out of the way quickly and stood next to Martin, who nodded silently. Mayo tried to kick his legs out, but the monster turned and hit him with a chain. I ran at him while he laughed and swung a good hit across his face. He stumbled, his back hitting the wall behind him.
"You've got a good arm, I take it you're a lesbian?" he asked spitefully. My face heated with anger and embarrassment, and I hit him again. He responded my wrapping his chain around my leg and pulling my feet out from under me. My head hit the ground with a resounding crack, and my vision blurred. The last thing I remember was Martin running forward and knocking the monst
DP drabbles 01 - GradeGradeDP drabbles 01 - Grade4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Another C," he muttered, eyes set on his math homework, as if hoping that glaring would make it shift into something understandable.
He'd scraped something together, but this was really going to be a 'C'; he hated to admit it to himself, but he was rather disappointed and what was worse, he knew his mom and dad were, too.
His grades were rapidly plummeting down, and he lacked the time (not the will. Never the will) to get them back up.
Danny hated it the unwavering ghost attacks, the demands from his teacher and his parents (and at times his friends, too, but he didn't like to touch that subject), the fact that he was failing and couldn't simply get up and fight his homework like he did with a ghost
A cold sensation suddenly slithered up to his lips and left them as a blue mist, alerting him that a ghost was near.
By the time his brain caught up with it, his body was already halfway through transformation, whit
The Ancestors: 2The troll raised by the Dolorosa was soon known to many as the Sufferer, or the Signless. He liked both those titles, and preferred being addressed as such. His Disciple was always by his side, writing down his dreams and visions when he woke in the middle of the night, before they faded. She roamed the country with him and the Dolorosa, never once hinting at regreting her decision. She became an excellent moirail for the Sufferer, helping him with speeches by reminding him of visions she had written down. One day he was finishing a speech in a tavern that was in firghtening proximity to the palace when his Disciple approached him. A man in a black and yellow suit with blue and red eyes stood beside her. She lifted a hand, gesturing towards him, about to introduce him when the man simply smirked and said, "II heard you and your group iis good at out- running the kiingdom?" he had a slight hiss to his voice, like his teeth didn't have room in his mouth.The Ancestors: 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Sufferer narrowed his eyes. "
Foot Fun with RinIt was another hot day. Kit was hanging out with Rin a kitsune with dark fur and purple hair. She was in her human form with skin as pale as mine and relaxing on the couch. I crawled up and she squeed loudly before bouncing up and down.Foot Fun with Rin6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Kit, kit, kit, hey kit! I am bored let's do something fun yeah do you have any ideas what to do?"
"I do not know. How about you?"
She kicked her legs back and forth her toenails were polished with a violet color that was similar to her hair. She laughed and put them up on my legs. She grinned wiggling her feet on my lap.
"You brat, I noticed you looking at them...hehehe do you like them? Oh wait that's right I believe you do. Ahh no worries my friend if you want to you can touch them. C'mon I know you want to."
Rin and I have been friends for several years, so I felt it was time to share with her the truth about myself...about my fetish. She has always known that I enjoyed playing with her feet as she distracted herself. In fact she enjoyed it when I d
Vacation CH.10Vacation CH.103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Pewdipie here on the sidelines of the most epic futbol match ever!" Felix called into the small portable camera he brought. Chairle was beside him as they commentated on our match. Jennifer and Martin were quite the duo, and the score was 3-1.
"This is truly a great spectacle. Jennifer and Martin seem to be unstoppable!" Chairle called, making me and Gris look at him strangely.
"Whose side are you on?!" I yelled to Chairle, who looked a bit embarrassed.
"Not yours!" He called back. I rolled my eyes and dribbled down the field.
"There goes Stephano down the field. He is running with a vengeance. Side note; look at dat ass," Felix called as I ran. I almost stopped at his last comment, and the falter was enough to give Jennifer an opening to snatch the ball away. I growled and sprinted and slide kicked the ball from her. The ball sailed through the air, right to the sidelines. Felix ducked, but Chairle wasn't fast enough, and caught the ball to the face.
"Sorry Chairle!" I called, feelin
PewDiePie and CleverbotUser: FOCUS!!!PewDiePie and Cleverbot3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Cleverbot: Focus on what?
User: You and PewDiePie's relationship!
Cleverbot: I know.
User: So is it going good?
Cleverbot: No. He's a man.
User: Are you a man?
User: Well, nothing to do here. Do you want to brofist though?
User: Well, fine bitch!
User: STEPHANO WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!!!
Gumceline Fan Fic. Chapter TwoGumceline Fan Fic. Chapter Two3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I blew a quick bubble and then picked up the man's body, carrying it to my house. I dropped him on the couch and rubbed my eyes a third time, trying to make sense of what to do with him. I slapped his cheeks a few times, and poked his face, but I was afraid to do anything more. I went to my kitchen and poured some cranberry juice into a little cup. I floated back into my living room and poured the juice on his face. His eyes fluttered open and he sat up, whipping his head around, looking at everything until his eyes rested on me. "Extraordinary." He said, putting his hands to his cheeks and smiling, which made me feel super weird. I mean, this guy just decided to walk in my cave babbling nonsense, faints at the sight of me, and then calls me extraordinary? That makes absolutely no sense. He got up and walked gracefully in my direction. I stopped floating and stepped back a bit. "This is amazing! I'm brilliant!" He said, poking one of my breasts. "Woah! Watch it buster!" I said grabbing