The Process of Making .:Hussie the Troll God:.[5:26:56 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: HUSSIE IS MASTER TROLL
[5:27:04 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: ... HIS IMPERIOUS CONDESENSION
[5:27:09 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT
[5:27:11 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: ITS HUSSIE
[5:28:11 PM] LadyNight95: *to the tune of frosty the snowman*
[5:28:17 PM] LadyNight95: HUSSIE, THE TROLL GOD
[5:28:32 PM] LadyNight95: WAS A JOLLY JACKASS SOUL
[5:28:42 PM] LadyNight95: (help me out)
[5:28:50 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (uuhhh)
[5:29:02 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: WITH A STOLEN BROOM
[5:29:26 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (and idk what else FUCK)
[5:29:48 PM] LadyNight95: AND SOME FAKE-ASS HORNS
[5:29:55 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: (THERE WE GO)
[5:29:59 PM] LadyNight95: AND A BEAR HUNG
Hussie the Troll God, A Xmas CarolHussie the Troll God, A Xmas Carol4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[5:26:37 PM] LadyNight95: *to the tune of frosty the snowman*
[5:26:44 PM] LadyNight95: HUSSIE, THE TROLL GOD
[5:26:58 PM] LadyNight95: WAS A JOLLY JACKASS SOUL
[5:27:28 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: WITH A STOLEN BROOM
[5:28:15 PM] LadyNight95: AND SOME FAKE-ASS HORNS
[5:28:26 PM] LadyNight95: AND A BEAR HUNG ON HIS WALLLLL
[5:28:34 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: HUSSIE, THE TROLL GOD
[5:30:22 PM] LadyNight95: IS A FAIRYTALE THEY SAY
[5:31:35 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: THEY ARE FULL OF SHIT 'CAUSE HIS READERS KNOW
[5:32:13 PM] LadyNight95: HOW HE CAME TO LIFE ONE DAY
[5:32:45 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: THERE MUST HAVE BEEN SOME MIRACLES IN THAT OLD LINK THEY FOUND
[5:33:19 PM] LadyNight95: FOR WHEN THEN HOVERED OVER IT
[5:33:23 PM] LadyNight95: HE BEGAN TO DANCE AROUND
[5:34:11 PM] ѕтαяѕ мιχ: OH, HUSSIE THE TROLL GOD
A Visit - Ch. 1 .:JohnxDave:.~A/N~ (This is Post!Sburb, with game memories partly Scratched, Guardians alive.) ~A/N~A Visit - Ch. 1 .:JohnxDave:.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-Be the dork.-
It was here. It was finally here. That fateful day you had been obsessing over for at least a month.
Today, Dave Strider, your best bro in the entire universe, was coming to visit you. Traveling all the way from Texas to Washington just to hang out with you for a week. It would be the first time that you met him face-to-face, rather than through Pesterchum, the chat application you both used religiously. You insisted on staying home while your dad picked him up from the airport, which Strider took as one of you attempts to be "cool and ironic," but really, it was so you could decorate the house! Your dad had already baked a cake, much to your chagrin (ALL FEAR THE BATTERWITCH), and so you decided you'd complete the task and really make this a party.
Blue and red streamers were...well...everywhere. Matching conf
A Visit - Ch. 2 .:JohnxDave:.~A/N~ If you're curious about age, they are both just 16 - makes more sense as far as paying for the trip and maturity. Also, it's winter break. Quick thanks to all who read the first! ~A/N~A Visit - Ch. 2 .:JohnxDave:.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Let's be the Strider first.-
You and John stay tangled up for a while, not speaking, just... peacefully cuddling. Staring at the ceiling, one arm around his shoulder, you listened to the sound of his breathing. You had given up trying to keep the coolkid facade, snuggling the little derp against you, pulling him close. He had his head on your chest and an arm and leg thrown haphazardly across your body. He had fallen asleep a little bit ago, and you thought he was dreaming at this point, because he kept motherfucking twitching and murmuring things that you couldn't make out. Absently running a hand through his hair, you realized that it was still sticky from the whipped dream earlier. Figures that Egderp would forget.
"John," you murmured gen
Love"Hey! What're you scribbling on your notebook?"Love4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"It's always nothing. Com'n, tell me." With that she snatched the notebook from him and caught him offguard. She was only able to read the first few words that he snatched it back from her.
"Love doesn't exist?" She asked in a confused tone
"It's nothing alright!"
"It is something. What are you not telling me?"
"I said it's NOTHING" a rage in his voice. She was taken aback by his anger that she couldn't reply in fear.
After a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't of reacted the way I did."
"It's okay. It's not your fault."
"The thing is I don't want people to know how I feel about things."
"You can tell me. You know you can trust me. Please tell me. I want to help you. How can you say love doesn't exist. What about your mom? A mom always loves her child."
"My mom left me and my dad when I was five for another man." His reply was cold.
"I'm sorry. I....I didn't know. But your dad loves you right?"
Shall We Dance?-Why don't we go with Egbert first?-Shall We Dance?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
TG: seriously bro
TG: what are your plans
EB: for what?
TG: for your winter formal
TG: you mentioned it once and never talked about it again
TG: what are you doing
EB: oh, I don't know really.
EB: sit at home and watch some movies I guess?
TG: the fact that you are shying away from one of the most sicknasty pranking opportunities that has ever given you a lapdance makes me suspicious here
EB: jeez dave!
EB: maybe I just want to see nic cage's face again.
TG: gog no
TG: your man crush for him is just downright fucking creepy
EB: hehe, you're just jealous dave.
TG: did you hear that egbert
TG: that was the resounding sound of me not giving a single fuck about nicholas cage
EB: i see right through you, dave!
EB: you are soooooooo jealous.
TG: you still haven't told me why youre not going
TG: wait brb
TG: cal is papping the shit out of my face with a piece of mail
Oh, this was going to
AnxietyTic toc, tic toc, tic toc.Anxiety4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So much time left.
Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc.
What am I waiting for?
Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc.
Where did I go?
Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc.
Autism meets MusicWhen I turned the age of three,Autism meets Music3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My mother and family were shocked of what I came to be.
Doctors say that I am able to walk,
But with my Autism, I was not able to talk.
My mother does all that she could to help me succeed.
But at the state I was in, how was I ever to proceed?
When I feel that people think I'm strange,
I feel a lot safer on the stage.
Music was my friend and love,
So I treat it like a gentle Dove.
It has helped me to not be alone by myself.
It's much better then being, forever, a lonely book on a shelf.
Now that I am grown up and understand,
I would see people like me and give them a hand.
Coming Out Part 1Title: Coming OutComing Out Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: E for now
Parings: Joel/Sonny Joel/Lindsey
Warnings: Guy/Guy love. Don't like, don't read okay?
Summary: Joel finally comes out and he brings a name along with him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Joel Zimmerman, Sonny Moore, Lindsey Gayle or anything else. Only the fic idea. I make no profit from any of this!
"Hey Lindsey, could we talk?" Joel asked his girlfriend as she sat next to him on the couch,
"Yeah, what's up?" Lindsey asked him, slightly concerned.
"Uh, what would you do if I told you I was gay?" He asked. She looked at him for a second and started to giggle.
"What would you do if I told you I was gay? What if I liked some other dude?" Joel tried again. Lindsey's smile turned to something a bit more serious. Joel could of sworn he saw a bit of shock there too.
"Oh, well I guess I-I would just want to know who it is." She said trailing off. Joel sighed a bit and chewed on his lower lip.
"Do you like someone else?" She asked h
BullyI am the boy,Bully3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who dresses like a girl.
The ones who wears makeup,
And idolizes Jeffree Star.
I am the gay kid.
You call me a faggot.
You tell me I'm nothing.
Your words sting like bee poison.
Nothing makes me happy.
I am the cutter.
I slit my wrists wide open.
That's how I ease the pain.
I want to curl up and die.
Death is better than this.
I am the dead one.
A victim of a bully.
An innocent man.
The kid you told to kill themself.
The one who took your advice.
Chasing your ShadowChasing your ShadowChasing your Shadow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I spent so much time chasing your shadow
but he wouldn't tell me your name
he wouldn't show me your face
I spend my days thinking of what would have been
what could have been
what should have been
but wasn't meant to be
I still feel your fingers wrapped around the heart of me
All I could do was chase your shadow
I followed you all over this town
I ran through the mountains
and the forest
and all around
Do you just not want to be found?
I can't be me without you
I'll have to be someone else
I'll throw away my hair and cut off my clothes
I'll be a me that you don't recognize
an I that I don't know
I chased your shadow 'till my legs broke in two
I fell flat on my face
but I still could not fall into you
Even frozen still
my thoughts were all of you
But I can't do this anymore
my heart and soul are ill
I promise I won't think of an other
I'll just think of me
When you decide you're ready
I hope that you'll know where I'll be
You're the only one whose shadow shrinks with
So this is HellShe bathed in wine but could not drink a single drop, for why drink wine when there was water?So this is Hell4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Above her hung apples just out of her reach, for why eat apples when there was bread?
Each day she pushed a boulder up a hill of gold, hoping this would be the time she made it to the top, so she could return to the world of water and bread and hills of grass.
ADHDAttention driftingADHD3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Always sifting, the thoughts from the chaff
Brain is going
Thoughts are flowing, but my mind is cracked in half
The process jumbled
The train is fumbled, and I don't know what to say
This fungus in mind
Always responds in kind, but I wouldn't have it another way
Emo PoemJust cause I'm emo,Emo Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Doesn't mean I want to die,
Even though sometimes,
I really need to cry,
Maybe I like being different,
As different as can be,
Because I don't want to become what I'm not,
And being emo is part of me.
Just because I don't dress up like you do,
Doesn't mean I'm not fun too,
I can laugh, I can smile,
It just takes a while,
Maybe if you took the time to know me,
You would see,
I don't cut my arms,
And I just like the color black,
Is there any reason,
To throw me away like a sack?
Some people will never change,
It's sadly true,
But maybe you can open me up,
And see I'm just like you,
That I love, I wish,
I have dreams too,
They're just hiding,
Where no one can see,
I'm ridiculed, I'm bullied,
It seems everyone doesn't like me,
But you could be the first,
The one who really knows,
The one who helps me grow.
The CurfewShe starts cryingThe Curfew3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and curfew is 8:00.
I rub her back
whisper to her
to assure her she won't be late.
Her voice starts to crack
her eyes fill with panic
her driving becomes more reckless.
And through it all
my heart turns cold
God help my anger not get the best.
I want to scream at her mum
and punch her dad
for all they put her through.
My perfect angel
my sweet little rose
all that shit that's a'brew.
She never stands up for her
letting her husband yell
at the beautiful girl in tears.
She's at just as much fault
at the asshole of a father
in causing her daughter's fears.
He's out of touch
in a world of his own
brainwashed by his stupid beliefs.
Turning them into offense
hurting his own flesh and blood
in a warped way to cause her grief.
They're blind to her pain
all the suffering they cause
in the life of their only child.
No openness, what love?
There's none to be found!
The stress upon her is piled.
a relationship hidden
because it is supposedly wrong.
Start of Something New" Okay, okay, it's my- turn, " Fourteen year old Beverly Modesto exclaimed stubbornly. Taking the old glass Coca-Cola bottle from a reluctant Neida, she placed it on the floor. A hopeful Roger watched her with anxious, pale blue eyes.Start of Something New4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was the summer before Freshmen year, and Neida invited all her "friends" to her house since her parents were out of town. After a bunch of sitting around, Grace had suggested spin the bottle, the stakes being anyone of the opposite sex that the bottle pointed to, you had to kiss them. If it landed on someone of the same sex, then they would spin it and so on and so forth.
Beverly determinedly lined up the bottle and spun it forcefully. After nearly 6 full turns, it finally landed on..
Grace giggled, amused
DemonPain..Demon4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You don't know the half of it.
You couldn't fathom the agony.
You have no idea, what it's like.
After everything you put me through,
Everything you've done.
After what you've killed inside of me,
A demon has been created.
I feel no sympathy,
I feel no remorse.
I have no feeling,
and I fear I have no heart.
Cold, dead hands constrict me,
The fire inside scorches,
The dark abyss of forgotten lies,
Consumes my very soul.
I fear there is no turning back,
From the beast you have made of me,
From the monster I am.
From the demon that I have become.