Der NachtmahrZu lang ist's her, seit du zuletzt bewusstDer Nachtmahr4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
durch Schlummers sanfte Kosung deine Lider
zu schließen dich getrautest und die Glieder
gelassen von dir strecktest, voller Lust.
Der Nachtmahr hockt dir lang schon auf der Brust,
bevor du einschläfst; täglich, nächtlich wieder,
erscheint er plötzlich, zwingt dich heftig nieder
und frisst sich satt an Zweifeln, Furcht und Frust.
Du spürst, wie er dich irren Blicks belauert
und wie dich böse Ahnung kalt beschauert,
doch kannst du dich nicht regen, atmest kaum.
Und während dich die grimmen Qualen plagen,
dich peinigend mit grellen Bildern jagen,
erstickt ein ungehörter Schrei im Traum.
Already DeadWhy, oh why, did you give up trying?Already Dead6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You could have told me all those nights you stayed up crying
At this point, it doesn't matter what I've said
Because, by now, it seems like you're already dead
I've tried so hard to give you the world
But you ignored it, and into a tight ball you curled
Away from me, from everyone, you stayed
Hiding, oh what a big mess we've made
How long have I sat here sighing?
Doesn't matter, since you're already dying
Rotting away, bitter at me
For only wanting you to look around and see
They care, dear friend, they really do
Please don't make me have to find you
Dead, alone, and gone from this life
Because I can no longer stand your ongoing strife.
Sector 7 Sky SectorSector 7 Sky Sector4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Sky Sector is made almost entirely out of clouds. Each Tower stands inside a temple dedicated to one of XANA's Monsters, although when the Sector was designed by the Taylor brothers, the statues were based on ancient real world temples, and was instead altered routinely by XANA.
While like in other external Sectors the Towers have a tendency to shift, in the Sky Sector the temples and statues move along with them.
Tower 1 - Kolossus: The Kolossus temple is the largest of them, and is the only one which is a statue. The Statue looks out of the ground, with its sword and hand loosely wrapped protectively around the tower, has paths for easy walking around it. The sword arm is jammed into the ground and forms a ramp. Atop the Kollossus, one can see most of the Sector.
Tower 2 - MegaTank (shell opened): This temple looks as though it was built for Megatanks. Curved walls, ceilings, and sloped floors, a Megatank could roll all he wants in here! Set into niches of the Tower chamber, whic
Toph 'Norris' Bei Fong FactsWhen Koh goes to sleep every night, he checks his cave for Toph Bei Fong.Toph 'Norris' Bei Fong Facts6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Toph Bei Fong doesn't read books. No, not because she's blind. She just gives them a blind stare until she gets the information she wants.
Toph Bei Fong does not sleep. She waits. (Explaining why she can sense Combustion Man coming for the Gaang in 305 The Beach.)
Toph Bei Fong is the reason why Ozai is hiding during the Day of Black Sun, not the solar eclipse.
There is no rear head behind Toph Bei Fong's hairbun. There is only another fist.
When Toph Bei Fong does a pushup, she isn't lifting herself up, she's pushing the Earth down.
Toph Bei Fong never asks what time it is, SHE decides what time it is.
Toph Bei Fong ships only Tokka. But she'll consider between Kataang and Zutara for her beta ship.
The Great Walls of Ba Sing Se were originally created to keep out Toph Bei Fong. It was epic fail.
Toph Bei Fong once ate three 72 oz. steaks in one hour. She spent the first 45 minutes having sex with Sokka.
Real und FantasieIch mag die Realität nicht. Sie ödet mich an. Ich lebe lieber in der Fantasie. Dort ist alles möglich, dort habe ich alle Möglichkeiten.Real und Fantasie4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In der Realität wohne ich in einer kleinen Wohnung. Ein Zimmer nenn ich mein eigen, nicht groß, nicht klein, staubig. Zwei kleine Fenster zeigen mir das Draußen.
In meiner Fantasie besitze ich einen riesigen Turm, ein Labyrinth im Inneren, wo sich lästige Menschen verirren. Riesige Fenster aus buntem Glas durchleuchten die Gänge. Sie sehen aus wie große Augen, die in die Ferne blicken. Ich selbst stehe am liebsten auf einen riesigen Balkon und bewundere die Landschaft. Ich bin mehrere Meter hoch, doch ich fürchte mich nicht, ich besitze keine Höhenangst mehr.
In der Realität muss ich zur Schule gehen. Es lässt sich nichts dagegen sagen, es ist meine Pflicht, ich verstehe das. Ich lerne alles was ich lernen muss. Die Lehrer finden mich in Ordnung. Doch es gibt welche, die mich anschr
Kept by Notre-DameKept by Notre-Dame5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On my retina
Never have I feared, yet now I tremble as flickering candle-flames; and warmth, oh such a fleeting relief.
Am I just an empty candle on the top of an unreachable tower? For on candles wish a thousand hopeful couples,
But I thought it childish.
Gargoyles, the phantoms of my ego they embody; and still, today, they refuse to surrender and crumble.
My long-lost soul, did Medusa make you into a dead statue? A lifetime of regrets ago, you had a heartbeat
One only the bells of Notre-Dame can sing of.
Anchors rusting on the bottom of the waters, I dare not move them again; for in layers of Fe O bonds, our memories keep resting.
Am, I, truthfully, just refusing to shore on a new land? Yours, these cities were yours from the start
But reassuring memories are nonetheless only memories.
A Miser Brothers DrabbleThe door to the attic swung open and a head covered in flaming hair timidly poked through the hole. He looked around with a deep disappointment filling him as he took in all the dusty boxes and numerous cobwebs he would have to attend to. But at least he wouldnt have to handle it alone.A Miser Brothers Drabble7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hey, move it Hot-head! I didnt get on this ladder to stare at your solar-sized butt all day!
This shrill voice from below reminded him that having a partner in this chore would not work to his advantage. He slowly crawled through the door space that connected the lower floor ceiling to the attic floor, trudging up with him a bucket of dusting and cleaning supplies. Behind him, his brother followed with a set of brooms.
Mother wouldnt be making us clean the attic if you hadnt frozen over her Koi pond, Frost-face. Heat Miser grumbled.
I was aiming for you for that hot foot you tried giving me. Snow Miser huffed back. Which set the lawn furn
Naughty PrologueNaughty Prologue4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ceil was trying to sleep.
Trying and failing that is.
The curtains had been opened near five minutes before hand, and the light was shining right into his good eye, despite the amount of pillows he threw towards the window.
Cursing didn't seem to be helping much either, each time he cursed Sebastian would click his tongue in that annoying manner he did and scold him, half heartedly, but still.
Finally lifting himself from his stomach and onto his knees, Ceil snatched his eye patch from the bedside table, quickly fastening it up around his head, glad that the light wasn't hurting his bad eye as much now.
A small victorious smirk twisted its way onto the demon's lips, ruby eyes narrowing in glee as his master picked himself up.
He had decided this approach to waking the boy up in the morning, and it seemed after a while, it worked as the pre-teen surrendered to the sun's demanding rays.
"Good morning, young lord," he greeted, the smirk never leaving his pale and sharp features as
Tiempos de Guerra IIITiempos de Guerra.Tiempos de Guerra III5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fandom: Invasor Zim.
Pairing: NAVR (Niz And Vivian Romance), ZADR (Zim And Dib Romance) y otras que se me ocurran
Summary: La tierra ha sido dominada por los irkens, los humanos han sido reducidos a meros esclavos. Con leyendas y rumores de un grupo que se llama la Resistencia conformado de humanos e irkens que han aprendido a convivir y quieren paz. Dos hermanos separados, que sin saberlo llegaran a enamorarse pero la traición los ha vuelto a separar. Los vínculos se forzaran más en la lejanía, descubrirán el pasado oculto de ambos y se encontraran con los padres que nunca conocieron, así como los padres se encontraran con los hijos que nunca vieron. El destino mueve sus agujas, como todos los jugadores empiezan a moverse para cambiar su destino. ¿Lograran la felicidad? ¿El amor sobrevivirá? Amor, traición, odio, tristeza y muerte, esto es lo que la guerra trae y se mostraran en estos... t
Clear Cut Love 2My name is Eric Theodore Cartman, but everyone calls me Cartman. If you met me, you'd probably think that I was a racist, egotistical, prejudice, self-righteous, unjust, hypocritical, rude, ill-mannered, crude, vulgar, narcissistic, annoying, dickhead, asshole, son of a bitch. Well you're right, and worst of all, I'm absolutely proud and I flaunt this attitude. If you met me, you wouldn't probably want to run into me ever again. That's fine. I don't want to run into your scrawny ass too. You probably expected I could be gay and in denial, all my friends joked about that anyways. If I can call those assholes my friends. I used to dress up as a girl when I was little, on various occasions. I used to make obscene and unadulterated pranks and bets with others. Some would call it faggy, well they can just suck it.Clear Cut Love 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What you wouldn't expect is who I was gay for. He's a pain in the fucking ass, a defiant little piece of shit. He's annoying and self-righteous and spreads constant believes that
Sex Change 1Eric Theodore Cartman was a normal teenage boy, if you disregard the racial slurs, the crude vulgarity, and his morbid obesity. He lived a normal life in a small little mountain town called South Park, if you count alien occurrences, daily mayhem, and random adventures that have no real point to do with anything normal. He had a normal family, if you define normal as a teenage boy killing his own father and feeding it to his half brother without knowing at first that was his father, and having a crack whore mother. He went to a normal school; do I really have to elaborate any further? I thought not.Sex Change 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Point is he was normal in his own abnormal way. If that makes any sense. So what happened to him that made him more abnormal than before? Well one particular day, the seventeen years old teenage boy woke up from his alarm clock as usual. He went to his bathroom to brush his teeth. He casually glanced at the mirror and he evidently discovered he wasn't a he anymore. He was
Best Friends [style]Ch 1Best Friends [style]4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cold whisked around my face and nipped at my nose. Though it was colder than it has ever been, I barely noticed. My mind thought of one person; one boy. His hair was dark, black as coal. Blue eyes pierced my heart leaving a wondrous sensation behind for me to have. That skin of his, almost porcelain. Deep within me the urge to brush my fingertips on his baby textured skin grew and festered inside of me. Some call it a monster.
Gay. Is that what I am? I chewed the word inside my mouth but it sounded so wrong. Gay is tan, muscled, dyed, and fake. I am pale, lanky, red haired, and could care less about fashion. The more I try and think about me with someone else my mind races to him. My best friend. My soul mate?
Stan Marsh. He is nine years old. I am three-quarters of an inch taller than him, but he's a few months older. We've been friends since forever and this love feels so right. At least I think I should call it love. Yet day after day I fight it off. Never daring to whisper
M is for MoreMy mother loved Fred and Roxanne dearly. She spoiled them, overfed them, and seemed believe their façade of innocence. Molly does the same, but having raised seven children, including George, she knows they are far from innocent.M is for More3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I love them more than anything. They are my beautiful, laughing children, pure and untouched by the war. When I looked at the world, everything had scars from Voldemort's destruction. Towns were missing buildings, families were missing children, people were missing a part of themselves that had been snuffed out. My own husband was missing his twin. My children were whole, missing nothing. When I looked at them, I saw a part of this world that Voldemort had been unable to touch.
Fred and Roxy laughed and smiled when I sang silly songs, and the scariest thing in their world was the Bogeyman. They represented to me the good, safe word we had
Separate Lives Ch. 1The horse stopped and collapsed, sending the nine-year-old tumbling to the ground. A moment later, a woman ran over to him and untied him and removed the blindfold from around his eyes. She looked at his torn clothes and asked him what had happened.Separate Lives Ch. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Um," the boy thought about it before just deciding to say, "well, I chose not to vote in my school elections because it was between a giant douche and a turd sandwich."
"Huh?" She raised her eyebrow in confusion. Really? "A giant douche and a turd sandwich?"
"Yeah. We were voting on a new school mascot, and I didn't want to vote, so I got banished for it."
"You got banished for not wanting to vote between two retarded mascot choices?"
She sighed and shook her head. "Where're you from?"
"Oh dear god." She rolled her eyes. "Well, you can stay with me. I'm a college student, so I'm rarely at the apartment, but I'll be glad to raise you." She smiled at him. "Besides, I think having a little brother around
Salty Kisses Ch.1Salty Kisses Ch.15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Hate
They call me fatass; some vexatious nickname given to me to represent all seven of the deadly sins. Spawn of a disgusting drunken union of only the unholiest of people. I am evil itself. I could challenge the (fairy) son of the devil to a contest to see who is the most evil and win.
I smile at other's pain and misfortune; enjoying the twisted pleasure that can only be derived from another's misery. Finally, they're as unhappy as me
But there's a thin line between love and hate, they say. I've never crossed it before, but there's a first time for everything, isn't there? And I found it, in the form of a little red-haired Jew boy...
- 0 -
I wasn't always a hateful person you know, but I grew into a sordid little asshole as the abuse about my weight intensified. I hid behind my hateful façade. I mean, I had to blame someone for what I was; because it wastheir cruelty that made me seek solace in food. It w
[F.W] Chapter 1, A Painting of a Red RoseAN: Something completely different and unexpected of me. I never thought I’d end up writing a fanfiction about this series (let alone NOT about Yaoi XD), but the idea spilled over and it was way too good to pass up.[F.W] Chapter 1, A Painting of a Red Rose2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For those who don’t know, Ib is a game series made in an RPG maker or something and you play as a little girl lost in a freaky art gallery. It’s a sort of horror, puzzle game and has different alternate endings. I recommend playing it, or at least watching Pewdiepie or ChaoticMonkey (Cry) on Youtube play it –w- I love it to bits, downloaded it a couple of days ago and can’t stop replaying it to get the best ending.
Well, whatever. For anyone reading this, this fanfiction is AU (sorta) and based off the ending ‘Memories Crannies’, except Garry is the only one who remembers. Story stems from there, more characters are added in and old ones brought back. I really hope I can pull this off as good as I think I can, because the idea is
Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Part 8It seemed like an eternity since our last session but I was looking forward to it, as walked down to Patient Interview the guard was waiting there for me.Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Part 85 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Doc." The guard said.
"Morning." I replied smiling.
"The Warden asked me to keep an extra eye on you today."
"Whys that?" I asked.
"Well, Joker broke out and he may want to cause harm in the Asylum."
"Im sure I will be fine." I smiled.
"Well...Im out here if you need me."
I opened the door. "Thanks."
As I walked in Joker was already sitting in the chair, but i could see a chain attached to his ankle. As I closed the door I ran over to him and hugged him.
"I take it you missed me?" Joker giggled.
"Of course, I couldnt believe Batman did this to you." I stroked his cold face.
"Old Batsy gets carried away sometimes."
"Next time dont leave without me." I whispered.
"Oh dont worry, Doc. I wont." He smiled.
I pulled his face onto mine and I felt his lips touch mine, our love just grew stronger. I really loved Joker. As I let go I smil
Character QuizFirst you pick 10 characters from manga/anime/games/books/etc.Character Quiz4 years ago in Humor More Like This
**DO NOT LOOK AHEAD AT THE QUESTIONS! IT WILL RUIN THE QUIZ!**
1. Maka (Soul Eater)
2. Soul (Soul Eater)
3. Patty (Soul Eater)
4. Kyo (Black Bird)
5. Ciel (Kuroshitsuji)
6. Asura (Soul Eater)
7. Stein (Soul Eater)
8. Daniel (Amnesia: The Dark Descent)
9. Mr. Face [Grunt] (Amnesia: The Dark Descent)
10. Grell (Kuroshitsuji)
Now, based on the list above, answer the following questions.
What would you do if:
1. Number 5 (Ciel) was stranded on the toilet because he/she was out of paper?
Laugh. My fucking. Ass off.
2. You came home one day and found Number 3 (Patty) and Number 7 (Stein) in your house, both drunk out of their minds?
Sic Patty on Kid and take Stein for myself.
3. Number 8 (Daniel) offered to fix the plumbing problems with your house?
Pfft. Dude has hydrophobia now no doubt. >
4. Number 2 (Soul) showed up at school as your substitute teacher for the day?
5. You accidentally saw Number 10 (Gr
Dib's -Keep Out- 3Dib's -Keep Out- 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
March 1st, 2016
Day 1900 since Zim's arrival.
Zim is so weird.
He comes to skool, eyes down. I ignore him at first. It's a game we play. One of our mini ones in the epic one we always continue. Counting out points depending on our scars and burns.
Lunch comes around
I smack him upside the head, and walk away. Waiting then nothing. I slap my trey of slop to my table, and look up at the alien who isn't moving. Isn't trying to get back at me or screaming obscenities.
It scares me.
What's wrong with him!? It's getting progressively worse as the days fly on.
Worse is that it's affecting me. I want to soothe the worry I see in him.
Destroy the thing responsible for ruining our fight.
I see him checking his communicator every few hours. Then minutes.
March 7th, 2016
Day 1906 since Zim's arrival.
Is it physically possible to be this annoyed with someone, that you want to tear their head off and feed it to a shark?
That's normal right?
RoseRose6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She will meet him one rainy night,
When destiny interferes,
He will be her hero,
To chase away her fears.
He will tell her she is beautiful,
And they will dance the night away,
She will stay no matter what,
Through the brilliance of each day.
She will tightly clutch his hand,
And never leave his side,
He will always protect her,
Each time the stars collide.
He will consider her an equal,
As their minds and souls both merge,
She will feel the anguish,
But his heart will not diverge.
She will risk everything for him,
The oncoming storm,
He will follow her into the dark,
To feel her safe and warm.
He will echo through her dreams,
Burn up a sun just to say goodbye,
She will cry silent tears,
Still waiting for his reply.
She will save his entire world,
Fracturing time and space,
He will make all her dreams come true.
Now he has had his last embrace.
He is forever cursed to walk alone,
So this is what he must do,
She will feel the heartache,
Because he is not you.
She will make her choice,
The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Robert Terwilliger, otherwise known as Sideshow Bob had a frown on his face as he looked up at the banner on the outside of a building that said "Springfield Gamers, Video Game Convention" on it. He sighed as he looked down. "Why did I let myself get talked into this?" he asked in a thinking out-loud way.
"Because if you said no, your only son would throw a fit." came the voice of his younger brother Cecil who was standing beside him. The two had been dragged here by their sons Gino and William who as it turned out were really into video games which the two boys played quite a lot much to their fathers dismay.
"I am never going to understand these things or our sons weird obsession with them, for that matter." Bob stated to his brother as he crossed his arms. "I doubt any parent really does." Cecil added before he started to head inside the building, with Bob following him in.
Inside there was many tables set up and areas with stands that had people on them, talking. "Egad, how do they
The Angry Video Game Nerd's Friendship ReportThe Angry Video Game Nerd's Friendship Report2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Dear Princess Celestia,
So I ended up in this world (which looks like a rainbow fucked a candy cane, gave birth to some fucking rainbow candy cane baby, and that baby puked all over the Earth, by the way) weird as fuck dimensional portal or some shit, and, having learned about the "magic of friendship", and I have to say....I don't like it.
No, I don't just not like it, I fucking hate it! There's no fucking shitty games here! What a fuckball of shit! How can there be a dimension where shitty games don't exist!? It's fucking bullshit! So, I have to say Princess, that this world is not for me. My life demands shitty games. I'd rather suck down a bowl full of day old sloth jizz than stay one more fucking minute in this piece of shit world. So, all that friendship fuck is nice, but I can't stay here.
As such, this letter is less about what I've learned about friendship and more about how, by the time you get this letter, I'll have constructed an interdimesonal time portal to he
not so hideous new girl p2The lunch bell rang suddenly, startling Gaz from her sleep. It took her a sec to remember where she was before getting up and grabbing her bag and making her way to the lunchroom. She sat down at her favorite table in the back, picking at what was supposedly food. Much to her surprise the new girl sat down across from her. Gaz hand clutched her stomach again as she thought why is she sitting here? No one ever sits here.not so hideous new girl p26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What do you want? Gaz glared, hoping she would leave.
Im Tak. Im new here so I dont know anyone. She said.
So? Gaz spat back
Well thats not entirely true. Tak continued, ignoring Gazs rudeness I do know someone, kind of.
Who? Gaz asked, mentally kicking herself and thinking youre not trying to make friends idiot!
Zim? she asked Gaz
Yeah. I know him. Unfortunately. Gazs glare deepened my stupid brother is