The Narrative OC MEMEI. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four :
III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails why is that?
IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick either Character Two or Character Five
V. Character Three is depressed and decides to get drunk.
VI. An event like no other takes place and Character One and Character Two get into a battle to the death. Who wins?
VII. Character Four or Character Five accidentally drink a love potion. Who do they fall in love wit
Which Seer Character am I? (Blank Meme)Which CreepyPasta Character am I? ("The Seer" Version)Which Seer Character am I? (Blank Meme)2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
() You are very mature
() You enjoy being alone
() You are a natural leader, and do well with authority
() You remain calm under pressure
() You are very patient
() You have many responsibilities
() You are in charge of one or more people (work, school projects, sports, etc.)
() You always think things through thoroughly before acting. You never make a decision on a whim.
() You don't speak much unless you have something important to say.
()You are generally even-tempered, but when angered, you are terrifying.
Jeff the Killer
() You are very stubborn and will do whatever it takes to get your way
() You prefer working alone; Teamwork is not your thing
() You hate large groups of people
() You have a very quick temper
() You enjoy drama and will often start fights
() You're very set in your ways, and don't like change
() You can be emotionally unstable
() You have a fear or dislike of authority
() You are most activ
Hide-and-SeekShe has no idea what she was doing here at the end of the library, or why she had to put up a ridiculous disguise which was composed of a pink beanie, a false moustache and some thick rimmed glasses. But the only thing she was sure of doing was avoiding some punk lurking outside, man hunting her. Marshall Lee was his name, and being a wealthy laid-back, lazy, drop dead gorgeous bassist was his game.Hide-and-Seek2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sixteen-year old slowly peered from the shelves, eyes lock on the entrance in case she spots a familiar tousled jet black hair enter the library. Seeing that the coast was clear, the blonde quietly sighed in relief as she slowly slumped to the brick wall behind her.
"Thank God for large libraries with over 20 shelves per side" Fionna praised silently.
Fionna Venture was her name, and being an athletic, witty, chubby little sister was her game. Her blonde hair fell upon her back and landed on the middle of back with the pink beanie neatly keeping it in place. Twin sapphire blue eyes ador
The Narrative OC MEME 2I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. Asleep, Character Two or Character Four are dreaming of their most pleasant childhood memory. What is it about?
III. However, Character Five continues to toss and turn, haunted by their childhood nightmare! What scared them as a child?
IV. Character Two finds a diary with Character Four name on it. They eagerly read a random page to themselves. What does the entry say?
V. Character Three is severely poisoned and is slowly dying. Explain how it happened and if they survive.
VI. A gang of bullies are picking on Character Four. Character Two or Character Five come to their aid but they both get beat up. Why is that?
VII. A character of your choice is just learning how
The Narrative OC MEME 3I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME 35 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. Character Two has taken a part-time job as a substitute teacher at a learning facility. How did their first day go? What were they teaching?
III. Character One and Character Five are hired as police officers and end up placing Character Three into custody. Does everything go smoothly?
IV. Character One and Character Two happen do discover a strange artifact while rummaging through an abandoned warehouse. Both fight and argue on over the artifact until one of them wins. Explain what the artifact looks like.
V. Depending on who wins the strange artifact, either Character One or Character Two are granted two wishes.
Coming HomeComing Home3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For the fifteenth -and that was just a rough estimate if anything- time that week, he just sat at his bedroom window, staring out of the glass into the busied morning streets. Nothing was going as well as it should have since the other left for Tokyo. Of course, he knew he would be back late that night or the day after in the afternoon, but that didn't ease his mind in the slightest.
Continuing to wonder whether the other had enough cash to get dinner every night, or if he was in a safe hotel without any disgusting men to try and get anything from him, he sighed a bit and leaned back in the cool bed. No one ever meant as much as the other meant to him; No one even came close! He had no idea how much he meant to the other, or if he was ever on his mind this entire week, but he could always assume he was cared for the same way.
Sighing a bit in defeat as his emotions took over and made him the depressed slug he'd been the entire week, even when he was working, he grabbed that same
Wizard 101 Short Story-A Few Days Before Malistaire Was Beaten-Wizard 101 Short Story5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Ugh, I can't believe this!"
Two wizards sat on the edge of a lava river in Dragonspyre. One was dressed in red with a purple mask covering her face except for her eyes and a cyclops standing next to her. Her red weapon showed her as a Master Fire student. Next to her was a girl in blue and white clothes with chainmail under her clothes and a white and blue dragon was floating next to her. Her wand classified her as a Master Blizzard Student.
"I KNEW there was something about those chests that we saw! But I was always told to leave them alone! NOW we gotta go all over the Spiral to get them ALL!" the white and blue wizard groaned, falling back," Why did that stupid fire tree Ashley have to-?!...;;; I mean, Fire isn't stupid!" The Fire Student laughed and said," Come on, we better get going, Megan. We can't stop this close to Malistaire." "Fine...I wish I was as optimistic as you, Keira " Megan sighed, standing up as Keira said," Come on,
A living tattooI have ink in my blood,A living tattoo3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It weaved its way
Through the winding veins,
That flow, from paper, back to me,
It courses through my heart,
And I breathe tinted in black,
[ink] that I cannot hide,
And every word, I try to write,
Works it's way back to my skin.
[to all the other words i'm covered in]
Love happenedLove happened in theLove happened4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
first hours of the morning.
Our white hours.
The old sycamore
was whispering to the wind,
sharing night secrets
like dark oracles
passed down through the mystic words
of a primal song.
The first golden beams
lingered on his face, casting
lights and shadows on
the serene surface,
making him a damaged god
fit to love and kill
in a single kiss.
Black lashes fluttered open
like crazy feathers
grazing my reason
and allowing lust to flow
like a hundred tides.
Love happened in the
first hours of the morning,
when the wind became
white noise as his hands
went along drawing a soft
new tune on my back,
when the promises
of my life became white lies
compared with his Truth.
Love happened in the
first hours of the morning.
Our white hours.
blame the sandmandear paradise girl:blame the sandman5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you have seaweed in your hair
and your eyes are painted with mother-of-pearls.
the sand between your toes
has crusted over
and when i place my head against your chest,
because i can't find a heartbeat.
and you laugh,
a clogged-up gurgle,
because you know that i've forgotten what you're made of.
you don't have a pulse.
i hear the rhythm of blue waves beneath your skin.
dear paradise girl:
you have crabs clipped to your earlobes
and you wear seagull feathers for a dress.
there are blue-kelp tattoos across your shoulders
and a ring of suction-cup stars around each ankle,
and when you move,
you move like water.
and when you wrap your arms around me,
i draw back in fear
because your skin molds to mine like mud...
and you grin,
a snaggle-toothed vision,
because you know i've forgotten once again.
your skin is cool and clammy
and i can't stand to hug you
anymore than i can chew on sand.
dear paradise girl:
you're crying grains of salt
and the b
10 useful tips for becoming a better artistIn my growth as an artist I have come up with a few tips for others who wish to get better. I'm not trying to force anyone to change their style and I'm most definitely not trying to insult anyone. These tips are all something I have found useful in my experience as an artist.10 useful tips for becoming a better artist3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Do not be afraid to use tutorials- A lot of people refrain from using tutorials because they want to develop their own style. There is nothing wrong with this, but using a tutorial does not mean you are just copying another artists style. Think of using tutorials as window shopping, there are a lot of things to look at and sometimes you find something worth taking a closer look at. If say, you have a hard time drawing hands and a certain tutorial has a useful tip on drawing hands there is absolutely nothing wrong with following the tutorial to improve your own style.
2. There is no shame in using reference or stock images- Again, some people refrain from doing this because they
Her ValentineHer Valentine was a Religious ManHer Valentine4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was the mistaken marvel of a monstrous place.
She hung young hearts on the side of his studious church.
The weight of the world had its withering worries,
and she traded them all for bent apple trees
she planted on the highway between belief and wishful thinking.
She was a delirious debutante in ripped, white lingerie.
She ate her boyfriend, and she ate his words;
Now she's back for him, she's back for more.
If I CouldIf I could be washed awayIf I Could4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And returned to the Sea,
I would sink into the blue
And let it fill me with life,
Breathing back out all of the
Agony that stole me on land.
If I could watch a flower
And see it beautifully bloom,
I would count the petals
And wonder if he loved me,
Oozing the happiness and pain
That memories scarred me with.
If I could relive the past
And do it all over again,
I would let the chance slip by
And let it all rest peacefully,
For I would not want to taint them
When they may never be the same.
10 Haikus About The Old HimI miss your old heart10 Haikus About The Old Him4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Uncorrupted, loving, pure
That has diminished
I miss the warm hugs
I'd scream at you to let go
But you knew better.
The look in your eyes
every time we met
The silly jacket
That warmed me all the time
My secret solace
The jubilant laughs
That brightened any day
Even the saddest
Your cheesy aura
That never made any sense
But I still loved it
The way you would walk
Puffing out your chest looked "cool"
I laughed. So did you.
The bond between us
My trust unlike now, misplaced
Each day a wonder
Embracing the excitement
Of everything around
But mostly I miss
The love between us that cant
Beautiful is superficial dearI want to be beautiful by math's standards;Beautiful is superficial dear4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not just yours or any other idiot's who believes that the heart is where true beauty lies.
I thought so too; until I saw my shriveled, scarred heart.
It wasn't beautiful , darling,
it was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen
And no, you can't see it.
Because something tells me you would call it a miracleits too personal even for you.
I'm an artist, you know,
I make it my business to see the beauty in everything, and show that beauty to the world.
But the moment I declare something beautiful, it's opposite is declared ugly,
And I don't want anyone to have to live with being ugly, because of me.
Something SweetMy love,Something Sweet5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My truest companion.
Every time I hear your voice,
deep and strong,
I remember why I fell in love
Every time you hold me in your arms,
and I feel your warmth
My heart can't help but beat faster,
that's only half of the joy you bring.
You stand like a pillar,
steady and constant.
You're there when I need you,
when I need your sturdy support.
When you press your lips to mine,
the soft and reassuring pressure
a simple reminder
of your love.
The tender way you wrap your arms about my shoulders,
how you're there for me to lean on.
The gentle way you kiss my head,
each another addition to the swollen collection of love
that I bear for you in my heart.
How you look in my eyes and I can feel you,
that moment when we're so connected,
when we share that one thing
that's between you and me,
'I love you' is everything you say,
in that split second when it's no one else but us.
BullyShh.Bully2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demons in the shadows
They'll find a way
To get you.
Beatings, swallowing you.
Scars, defining you.
You know you're weak.
You can't fight a bully
When the bully's inside of you.
.:Realization:. ItalyxReaderA/N: Why did I write this (p.s. This is my first time writing a kiss it's awkward I'm sorry..:Realization:. ItalyxReader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sit on your dear friend Feliciano's couch in his living room, a comfortably silence surrounding both of you.
"Bella, why did you leave Gil?" he asks suddenly. You sigh, letting yourself think for a moment.
"He did something that I can never forgive him for," you whisper, looking at the floor.
The Italian seemed confused at first, scrunching up his face in deep thought. Suddenly he opened his eyes, his face taking on a serious expression as he turns you to look him in the eye.
"He was sleeping with another ragazza wasn't he, bella?" he asks, his facial features softening when you nodded. He pulls you close to him and hugs you tight, holding onto you as if his life depended on it. You began to cry, clutching onto your Italian friend tightly.
You walk into your home, or wel
Russia X (Shy) Reader Part 2WARNING: I'm still new to writing fan-fictions/reader-inserts. Please comment suggestions, ways to improve, anything really (be as harsh as you want, it won't hurt my feelings and would actually help me improve this project). Thanks!Russia X (Shy) Reader Part 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"A-and I was wondering if you knew of any good climbing trees." You gasped and held your breath, eyes shut tight, tears still coming down, readying yourself for the blow.
You nearly leaped out of your skin when you felt a heavy hand land on your left shoulder. You were too scared to look up, and shut your lids tighter and tighter, hoping this was all a dream, but knowing it wasn't.
"Da," he said. But he didn't just say it: he said it... happily?
Reassured by his tone of voice, you slowly raised your head and parted your eyes.
He was smiling, looking straight into your (e/c) eyes.
"Da, of course." He took your hand in his and sta
Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 4Hidden Feelings... [PewdieCry Story] Chapter 42 years ago in Drama More Like This
When I woke up, I was lying in bed with only boxers on. Wait... I did fall asleep on the couch... full dressed and Pewdie was sleeping on the couch too. What happened? Did he carry me up here? Why didn't I wake up? Normally I wake up by the smallest things that happen. But now to the most important question... Why am I only in my boxers? And where the hell is my mask? Did he... Did he take off all of my clothes and my mask?
Felix cut off my thoughts as he walked in and said: "Good morning, my dear Ryan. You ready to head out?" Then he kissed me. I was confused, happy and shocked at the same time. I didn't understand what's going on. Why would he kiss me?! And why did he call me Ryan? He never calls me by my real name! I slowly raised my hand and stroke over my lips where they connected with Felix'.
He walked over to the closet, picked out some clothes and put them right beside me on the bed. He looked me in the eyes and smiled. I was shocked and started to cover my face.
Russia X (Shy) Reader Part 3WARNING: I'm still getting the hang of writing these things. And as always, advice and suggestions are appreciated.Russia X (Shy) Reader Part 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh, my goodness, ___, what's wrong!?" Recognizing the voice as Toris', you thanked God it was a friend. You wrapped your arms around him tighter than possible and buried your face in his chest, gasping through your sobs. "___," he sighed, returning the embrace.
He stood up, keeping you in his embrace, and shifted you so he could carry you in his arms. He started walking down the hall, to the other exit.
Toris didn't care anymore. He knew Russia liked you, which was why he was careful not to let him see you smiling his way. That's why Lithuania acted weird when you smiled at him in the presence of the intimidating country. He knew Russia wouldn't like it and would punish him for it when they got back to his estate. But now,
Going up?The doors infront of me 'pinged' open. I looked around uncertainly but as there seemed to be no one else waiting for the lift and no one stepping out I assumed I had called for it. The doors slid shut as soon as I stepped in.Going up?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey there," said the figure sprawled out in front of me. "Have a seat." Cautiously I moved forwards and joined him on the plush couch. He didn't offer any further comment but instead took a deep drag on the cigarette held between his fingers. Surprisingly, the shaft wasn't filled with smoke. As though reading my thoughts the man pointed a finger towards the ceiling and an air vent. "It'll last as long as I do," he said cryptically.
I felt the elevator begin to ascend and glanced around. It was a little gaudy in my opinion but I guess if you were into the whole painted/gilded ceiling look then it would be ok. It was a very fancy lift. The cornicing (yes it had cornicing) on the ceiling was edged in gold and the walls were covered in an embossed cream wallpaper. Th
Hetalia~ Russia/Ivan ~ A Little Bit BrighterHetalia~ Russia/Ivan ~ A Little Bit Brighter10 months ago in Romance More Like This
World Meetings suck.
I sighed at the thought as I walked down the all too familiar hallways leading up to the Conference Room. Every time a meeting gets called, I get a headache! You know, it wouldn’t be so bad if things were a little more orderly sometimes. A lot happens when we arrange our little get-togethers yet most of the time, we don’t really get much done. Sure, a lot of times we have fun and I enjoy myself with everyone, but other times I get the worst migraines and I tend to get cranky. Then Alfred starts to tease me and call me a Grumpy Cat, whatever that means. I groaned at the thought. Today is one of those days.
Today, I was awoken bright and early in the morning by a message from Arthur telling me that we had a meeting to attend. Of course, glorious as it is, I woke up with a major headache plus a side of grouchy grogginess. Isn’t that pleasant? Woo! I can’t wait to hear Ludwig screaming at us! I pouted at the thought as the doors to the Meeting H