The past I wish I knew part 1I have always been stuck in my house.The past I wish I knew part 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ever since I was born.
Or rather since I can remember.
I lived in a large house with both of my parents. And they were the only human beings I have ever been in contact with. I've never been outside, feel the warm sun on my face, the wind in my hair, Nothing.
They always said they kept me their because they didn't want me caught up in everything bad going on in the world, But I knew that was a Lie and they knew it.
I decided not to confront them about it for awhile, when I suddenly had terrible nightmares, that woke me up everynight.
It always started out with pitch-blackness.
Then a few voices came from the never-ending darkenss.
"What do you mean she doesn't know?!" One voice said.
"How could I have told her? It was for her own protection!" Another responded.
"She can't run away from what is destined to happen. Noone can. That day will eventually come, and she might not be prepared for it. It's going to happen sooner or later. For better or worse
Slipping away...Slipping away...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most of my life can best be explained with a metaphor.
I'm on a cliff, and I'm hanging on.
The whole time I'm wondering "Maybe I should let go...maybe it would be better if I did."
But no matter how much I want to, I can't.
My hands are glued to the rocks that hold me up.
I struggle to get free, I struggle to get down.
I'll beg "Please, just let me down."
But even though I can't get down, I can never get fully up.
I'll put all of my strength into my arms, and pull, but I'm never on the safety of the cliff.
I'm always half on and half off.
People try and help, but no one is strong enough to pull me down, or pick me up.
No one is strong enough to make me give up, but no one is strong enough to make me keep going.
Karezi drabbleGC: H3Y K4RK4T?Karezi drabble3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Karkat Vantas heard the familiar ping of a new message on Trollian sound from his husktop. He got up with a grunt from the couch, pausing his romcom. He had already seen it a billion times but it was one of the few he had actually managed to capatulogue before his whole freaking planet had blown up and it provided some comfort and what little entertainment he could get after being stuck on this meteor for over a year. He hoped whoever it was had a good enough reason to distract him from this fine piece of cinema.
Oh who was he kidding anything would be more interesting than this crap.
He saw the teal text and took a moment to be surprised.
CG: I PAUSED MY ROMCOM FOR THIS. IT BETTER BE IMPORTANT.
He waited for the teal text to appear again. It didn't.
CG: OKAY I'M SORRY I'M A STUPID BULGE LICKER.
CG: WHAT DO YOU NEED.
CG: COME ON TEREZI WHAT IS IT.
GC: COULD YOU COM3 H3R3
CG: *HERE* WHERE?
CG: CAN TOWN?
GC: MY R
'Love Amongst the Dragons''Love Amongst the Dragons'4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pre-Avatar in human form. Bending is fairly new. Only bendable elements are Water and Earth. The next element in the cycle is yet to be discovered, Fire. This is also a look at the historic bases of the play Zuko mentions on Ember Island. So take a trip back in time. Discover how love and dragons led to the first Firebenders.
Back when bending the elements was still in it's infancy, an island of Sun Worshipers were always divided. Two sides, constantly at odds. Separated by the dragons they protected. The Realm of the Red Dragon, whose people were passionate, impulsive, and optimistic. The Realm of the Blue Dragon, whose people were cunning, energetic, and imaginative.
Two neighboring villages on opposite sides of the border enhanced this rivalry. None more notorious than the one fueled by a pair of 8 year old children. They would take delight in tormenting each other, and by extension, both communities. Young Agni and Yzita an
SoulxMaka FanFic - Swept AwaySwept AwaySoulxMaka FanFic - Swept Away5 years ago in Settings More Like This
The fragrant smell of bacon and eggs wafted throughout the small apartment. Maka was, as usual, up and about much earlier than the second tenant that thrived alongside her within the household. She shifted the bacon around the pan as it sizzled furiously. She recoiled as some of the bacon grease spat at her, as if it was annoyed at the fact that it was being cooked. Maka pouted and her blonde, wispy hair flew around her head in a snake-like manner.
"If you weren't already a dead piece of meat, I would have throttled you by now!" She huffed.
Her apple green eyes grew wide with fear and she briskly flung round to scan her surroundings.
A few books that she had previously been browsing through formed a small pile upon the red, leather sofa. Some towels had been lazily flung by the bathroom door; no doubt it was the work of Blair after her daily shower. The kitchen was cluttered with utensils that Maka had been using to make breakfast on that bright morning, and the table was ne
It's Called Love- CH3It's Called Love- CH34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rest of the day studying went rather peaceful. Alfred seemed to be really impressed by my drawings, even though I think they didn't really look as good as he told me, but still it made me a little happy to see someone impressed about something I made for once. This didn't happen often.
We stayed at the library until it closed and afterwards we wandered around on the street for a bit, Alfred still giving small glances to my bruised hand every now and then.
"Artie, I wanna come over to yer place!" Alfred said excitedly. Unfortunately for him, I never let someone get near my home. I didn't like it if people got ideas about what was going on in the household. It's none of their business.
"No," I replied shortly, not caring about explaining; It'd cause me even more trouble.
"Aw, but why, Artie? We're friends!" The other guy now pouted. Damn git
"Just because I don't want to. But we could eat something before going back home?"
"Yes! Okay, sounds awesome, I wanna ea
Edward Elric - Spongebob ThemeSung to the (abrupt) tune of Spongebob Squarepants themeEdward Elric - Spongebob Theme6 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Roy: Are you ready, troops?
Peoples: Yes, Lt. Colonel Mustang!
Roy : I can't hear you!
Peoples: Yes, Lt. Colonel Mustang!!!!
Roy : Oh! Who's a shorty shrimp bean sprout that you can't see with your eye?
Peoples: Edward Elric!
*music scratches, record is broken*
Ed: WHO YOU CALLING A MICROSCOPIC BEAN SPROUT ORGANISM THAT YOU CAN'T SEE UNDERNEATH A HIGH POWER MICROSCOPE?
*sounds of an epic fight/surprise attack heard in the background while the Peoples run away in terror*
Sadly, this song was unable to be continued due to the destruction of all our equipment. That, and Mustang was beaten to a pulp.
Soul x Maka - FanFic - PockyPockySoul x Maka - FanFic - Pocky5 years ago in Settings More Like This
All was quiet within the small apartment. The only sound interrupting the silence was the content purring of Blair as she dreamt sweet dreams in the midst of her slumber. Soul was asleep on this glorious afternoon as well. It was a peaceful scene. That is, until the front door banged open.
"I can't STAND that repulsive man!" Roared Maka.
Her blonde hair streaked behind her, as if it was trying to keep up with her angry strides. Maka violently slammed the door, almost knocking it off of its hinges. Blair stirred in her sleep.
"Maka, is that you?" She yawned, getting up and stretching her feline body.
"Yeah. I'm home, Blair." Sighed Maka, a hint of agitation in her breath.
"Did your day out with your papa go well?"
Maka pulled the same face that you would pull after meeting Excalibur.
"Um not so well then?" Chuckled Blair, awkwardly.
"He spent the whole day being a womaniser." Groaned Maka, "Trying to draw in new prey by pretending that he was a lonely, single parent that was
Soul x Maka - FanFic - PoetryPoetrySoul x Maka - FanFic - Poetry5 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Eh? What's this?" Asked Soul, picking up a piece of paper that had been left on the cluttered kitchen counter.
"D-Don't read that!" Yelped Maka.
She made a desperate attempt to snatch the paper out of Soul's grasp. Soul used his height as an advantage and lifted the paper out of Maka's reach.
"C'mon, Soul! This isn't cool!" Whimpered Maka.
"What's not cool is not sharing this with your partner." Replied Soul, Smirking, "Sharing is caring."
"Well maybe I don't care!" Huffed Maka.
"Ouch! You hurt me right here." Laughed Soul, playfully clutching his chest as if in agony.
"Don't mock me!" Maka growled, stomping her foot in annoyance.
No matter how mature Maka acted, she always had her childish moments.
"Alright, I won't mock you." Chuckled Soul, "Instead, I'll read this."
Soul did his best to hold in his laughter, but failed miserably.
"What's so FUNNY?" Asked Maka in a threatening tone.
"T-This is!" Soul replied while in the midst of laughter.
"It's a heartfelt poem." Explained M
Unecessary FameYou step in your clothes the same way I do,Unecessary Fame3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You have a daily life, and I should too.
You are a singer, an actress, whatever you want to be.
But all the fame, is not necessary.
You've got clothes on your back,
I do too.
But Do you appreciate,
Like I do?
You spend stuff on crazy things, not making wise choices.
But I try to give all my love, and all my emotion.
So tell me, who do you want to be?
An actress, a star, or a loving person in the family?
Don't give pride in yourself, that is at fault,
What have you, yourself, been taught?
I came out of my mothers womb,
Didn't you too?
I am just a person,
What About You?
Have fame in your life,
The light is mine.
But only I can make it happen.
Not Pride, Not Boast.
But make it shine.
You are another human being,
given so much attention to what you do,
but is it really for who you are?
Be You, Just Be You.
THE Zombie Survival Guide*This part is for newbies. Skip down to the dashes if you already know this stuff.*THE Zombie Survival Guide4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Okay, so first of all, a zombie is a reanimated corpse that lurches around looking for human flesh. Different breeds may be reasoned with, or even "cured" back to the original personality. However, the most typical zombies:
-Are incoherent. They will not be reasoned with or threatened.
-They don't sleep.
-They seem to like brains, but most will settle for a nice hunk of your flesh.
-The come in different speeds, from crawling to shambling to running. Most are shambling along at a slow slow walk.
-They do not drown or asphyxiate.
-Some will burn easily while others will not burn at all.
-Most zombies will "die" from severe damage to the head.
-It is said they are attracted by sound, but this varies.
-VERY IMPORTANT: The most dangerous thing about zombies is that if they bite you and you die before your brain is destroyed, you will come back to life as ANOTHER ZOMBIE. That's how they spread their numbers
I'm the type...to try and smile when they're gunning me down andI'm the type...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I won't tell you until I'm full of empty shells that
the world wasn't built on land but on
a lack of better term for human desire for satisfaction that does not exist.
To be optimistic when one's soul is a realist but
it doesn't matter how many petals you count because
the last draw will always end with a dead end that
takes you to a new beginning where at first you feel..
this is it. And I'm going to make this my
home.. If not for the eyes that prey on your identity while perched on
trees that take root on ground made of greed and
Is happiness a paradoxical conspiracy that finds salvation in the dreaming minds of those awake. Or perhaps just
something I have only caressed but never tasted to
Is suffering that which is beyond the first dream that
we all awaken to after sleeping that first sleep when
we break free of Innocence.
Or are my words not but images that you have unconsciously
The Cycle of Life~Here I am..The Cycle of Life3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
something special coming out
my very own mother's womb.
An Angel, an innocent one.
Becoming a Child,
carefree, loving, enjoying
life as fullest. About School,
friends, going to icecream shops on
I'm developing, growing up through phases.
Lots of stress and School,
Becoming a little Lady/Man I am.
Going through Puberty.
My Adult Age,
So exciting to meet a new life,
to become a young Mother/Father, to be
a Business Man or a Business Woman
I love going to work, spending times with my own children.
Fighting for my country as my last days to come.
I stand up for what I believe in.
What I fight for.
As my last days are soon to come
In My Grave,
through four seasons,
Everyday 4 weeks, each month
12 months, each year.
Spiritual Life, Here I am.
An Angel, to protect my loved ones.
Here I come.
GrowGrow like a flower.Grow5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Watching the days go by
To become me
MemoriesThe wagonMemories3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I start my long journey with a lone wagon, only with the help of my family to get me started and I go alone into the world. As I go I meet people, let them ride, let them pick up souvenirs and hold their luggage.
As time goes by they either get to their stop or want off the wagon, but they always leave their luggage and memories behind. As more people get off the wagon wears down from the weight of the memories and luggage.
It gets harder to let people on as the wagon has so much already on it. The wagon gets worn down as I do. Growing slower from the memories of people past make the wheels grind from the weight and slows.
People try to get rid of the old luggage and memories but they always return. The more that get off the wagon the harder it is to get where I'm going.
People come…. People go….. but the memories are always within the very wood of the wagon……
Dead End AlleyDead End AlleyDead End Alley3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I go and go trying to be a good man
But everywhere I have to fear what is at hand
As my life ticks away I stare into the dark
My love for my comrades is strong
With my friends by my side I hope I make my mark
I hope I will live long
I stare into the end of the road
I had only wished I had known
How my life would be
So I could be a better me
As though life is jolly and good
In truth it is hard to have the mood
knowing that you came so close
to losing what you loved most
The Power Of Starch As the sun climbed higher in the sky, his headache grew stronger. This morning marked the fifth day in a row that he had woken to greet the dawn with a fierce aching in his temples. However, today it felt as if the pain was triple the intensity of the previous mornings. For the first time in years he was unable to holdback a small grunt of pain as he climbed out of bed and headed downstairs to where he could hear his mate fussing about in the kitchen.The Power Of Starch5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Taking a seat in one of the aged wooden chairs in the small breakfast nook across from the main portion of the cooking area, he leaned back and closed his eyes. The normally welcome aroma of freshly brewed coffee only managed to cause another jolt of pain to assault his already sensitive senses.
Back When Things Were Simpler chapter 1The air was thick with the stench blood and I coughed against it.Back When Things Were Simpler chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I pulled the sword out of my torso, and tried my hardest not to notice the unbearable pain.
The hallways was completely black, besides a dim, flickering light at the end of it.
The wound slowly healed itself, and I walked down the hallway, stepping over the dead bodies scattered on the floor.
Half of me wanted to say a prayer for them, but the other half just said 'Leave them. They deserved it.' and I listened to that side.
"I can't believe he did all this..." I mumble to myself.
My nails grazed my wound and it stung the slightest.
"Damn, these things are too sharp...If only I could cut them..." I think.
That wasn't an option, and I knew that, especially at a time like this, there wasn't a doubt in my mind I would need them.
I continued walking down the hallway, and My head started to pound.
I untied the bandana on my face, and retied it tighter.
I finally got to a large door at the end.
"This must be wear they ke
Hetalia: Reaction to The Stereotype Song"Are you ready?" America asked, as the other nations gathered around his laptop.Hetalia: Reaction to The Stereotype Song4 years ago in Humor More Like This
They nodded, eager to listen to the strange song that the alien Tony had sent to America, who hadn't listened to it yet.
I think I love you more than the
Japanese love tentacle porn-
America quickly clicked the pause button, shooting a horrified look at Japan. "WOAH, dude! I totally didn't know you liked that stuff!"
The latter blushed a dark shade of red and stammered, "I-It is untrue, I do not watch such things "
And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these
Let's come together and live in this world like a
unibrow on an Indian girl,
And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these
"Dudes, do any of you know what a 'stereotype' is?" America asked, looking terribly confused.
"I'm not sure, but I think the dictionary says it's 'a set of inaccurate, simplistic generalizations about a group that allows others to categorize them and treat them accordingly'.
My Days in Hell chapter 1I was created shortly after a history making disaster.My Days in Hell chapter 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
A Vampire, werewolf and dragon Hybrid by the name of Hunter, murdered many beings in the dimension of my creation.
She murdered many, and for that very reason I was made.
Me, failed experiment, Number 13.
There was a prophecy stating that when the most horrid hybrid was born, The Realm of Myths would soon cease to exist.
The reason for my creation was to track and kill Hunter, by creating a clone from her blood.
But this is a much harder task than it would seem, even with the advanced technology we had.
My fur was black, and my markings red.
I was hostile and unpredictable, therefore locked away where what happened with Hunter, would not happen with me.
I could, however, survive without food, for much, much longer than any other being.
I was trapped in a dark, dank, cell for three years, but I didn't age.
But one day, something...different happened...but considering every day of my life was the same, different was pretty
You said....You told me “friends forever”,You said....2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
More like ‘friends for now’,
As your sweet promises
Were just lies I allowed.
You said “we are best friends”,
More like ‘friends at best’,
As your solid affirmations
Were all digressed.
You told me “I need you”
More like ‘you need me’
As your statements
Were my last plea.
Why did you go?
Why did you leave?
I’m left here all alone
Trying, in us, to believe.
How to Make Dirt Cake (Read description)Dirt CakeHow to Make Dirt Cake (Read description)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
3/4 stick margarine, room temparature
4 oz. cream cheese. room temparature
1/2 cup powdered sugar
1 3/4 cup milk
1 package vanilla instant pudding
6 oz whipped topping
1. Mix Margarine, creem cheese, and powdered sugar together until creamy
2. In anothe bowl, mix milk and the pudding mixture together. Add whipped topping
3. Put the first mixture into the second mixture
4. Crush the oreo cookies
5. Make layers of the pudding mixture and the oreo cookies
6. Chill in the refridgerator and then serve