First Contest: Create A PlantHey everyone of The Audrey Two Fan Club!
Sorry for the delay of blogs and journals, I really need to sit down and do my part as a Group Founder. Since we are getting to a slow start, I decided that we should have our very first contest!
The first contest is to Create an Alien FlyTrap OC!
Rules: It could be one of Audrey II's offspring or a whole new different plant that came from the same planet as Audrey II. These flytaps can be used to show ourselves in the club/stories/RPs, etc. You will have to complete a form and drawing is optional. Your character must be original and it has to come from you.
The template for the contest:
Type/Species of Plant
Main Gender (Plants are technically both, but if it has a preferred gender, either put Male, Female, or It)
Main Size (Size that it prefers)
Diet (What it likes to eat... it could be specific prey or different food. For example, one of my OCs eats sticky notes... but that was in a dream)
Growth (How do
Will you Stay_ SweenettWill you Stay_ Sweenett3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The rain pattered onto the window like the blood of the many victims's of Mr. Todd. Mrs. Lovett wasn't one to feel down, but, today was just draining her energy. She could her his loud thumps from above as he paced back and forth awaiting the judge's return. Will it end when he has him? Mrs. Lovett wondered at that splendid idea. Mr. Todd and her being as happy as can be, with everything being forgiven and forgotten. How lovely it'd be afterwards. But his dear Lucy...he was to never let go of her. She was gone, he had to accept it. But why on earth would he listen to a woman like her? He had no interest what so ever in her therefore why would he even think about listening to her advice? The clouds passed by the windows as if they were souls exiting the Earth's atmosphere into a bright heaven. Heaven, yeah right, she thought. It's one thing to not know of the murders, but she knew, and to make it worse, she was covering them up! Surely she'd be dragged to a fiery hell whether she liked
Sweenett: You give me feverSweeney Todd was at his shop, sitting in his barber chair. He didn't feel quite well since that morning. Well, he never did actually feel well, not since he was parted from his family, his Lucy and his little Johanna. He tried to remember Lucy's face but he couldn't, blaming it to the headache he had and his sore throat. Suddenly he felt very cold. Was he sick? No, no he never got sick. Not even when he was weak, when he was Benjamin Barker.Sweenett: You give me fever4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He closed his eyes. If only he could sleep, but he never slept. He never was a good sleeper. He tossed and turned all night, never waking up later than five in the morning. The only way he could sleep was if his wife was near him. And that would never happen again, thanks to that vermin, Judge Turpin and the Beadle. Oh, how glorious will be the day when he slits their throats. When he will make them pay for what they did to his angel, his life, his Lucy. He coughed and shivered.
Outside was dark and he saw the last customers Mrs. Lovett had, pay fo
''Going somewhere?''''Going somewhere?''4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What about you an' me, love? Just the two of us? Show you a good time in Torguta."
"I don't care what you say, you still have to pay me, sir."
Jack Sparrow stared down at the half-eaten meat pie on his plate. A cockroach was sticking awkwardly out the side.The most disgusting thing he had ever eaten in his life. And the meat pie didn't taste too great, either he thought to himself.
"Pay, you say? For this?"
"Yes." Mrs.Lovett's face went stern and grave. Quickly, she held out her hand, "Five pounds."
Five pounds? Is she mad? Five pounds for this... this... "You've got a great figure, you know that love?" Jack took Mrs.Lovett's hand and held it passionately, "Mrs...."
"...Lovett. ....Lovey. Can I call you Lovey?"
"...I'd prefer if you didn't."
"Lovey.... Name's Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow. What say you an' me hit it off for a bit, go out for some drinks, have a few laughs, and forget the five pounds." Impatiently, Mrs.Lovett cleared he
Just PretendJust Pretend2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Everyone dreams of their happy ever after
Where the days are filled with nothing but laughter
Bad days have become a thing of the past
And the smile on your face is something that lasts
But sometimes life is filled with darkness
Good memories tainted with feelings of sadness
Sometimes the dream seems so far and out of reach
But it is just a lesson, that life has to teach
It’s the passion that drives you, and the hope you cling to
The scars that remind you and the desire that guides you
And in the end there’ll come a day, where all the pain will fade away
But for now can we just pretend that we’re happy anyway?
Mrs. Lovett and Lucy"Come now love you can't just sit there forever." Mrs. Lovett said, bustling about Lucy's flat while the blond woman lay in bed, eyes wide and staring. In response she only turned her eyes away.Mrs. Lovett and Lucy4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mrs. Lovett sighed and looked about. She always felt out of place here. The flat, though it now carried a certain coldness, was always bright and cheerful. Full of sunlight and soft colors. Her home below was a stark contrast. Everything downstairs in the pie shop and her entire wardrobe consisted of red, black and brown. Not very pretty but she had never been able to pull off the softer colors Lucy made look so flattering. Another sigh escaped her as she arranged some fresh daisies in a vase on a nearby table.
"I don't know how you can stand it love, I really don't. Husband gone, child to care for and what that horrid man did to you...Well I suppose you're just stronger than I am. I could never have lived through it." the baker said moving over to the babe's cradle. "And how is little Johanna
RomanoxWinged!Reader: Dropped From the Flock Pt.3((WHOLE CHAPTER THIRD PERSON))RomanoxWinged!Reader: Dropped From the Flock Pt.32 years ago in Drama More Like This
Spain woke up, groaning as he slowly got out of bed.
He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he walked to Romano's room to wake up the cranky southern italian.
But what he found was a surprise, his little Lovi and (name) curled up against one another in Romano's king-sized bed. A large smirk painted itself on Spain's features.
He quickly took out his cell phone and snapped a few photos.
"France is gonna love this. Ya, Lovi, get some!" he snickered to himself. He felt a hard book hit him in the head, he doubled over, clutching his head.
"Bastard! Stop being such a creeper and you better not send that to wine-bastard!" Romano hissed in a whisper, careful not to wake up (name).
(name) groaned a little and rolled over, large wings knocking Romano off the bed.
Spain burst into uncontrollable laughter as the brunette cursed in italian under his breath. The laughter of the spanish man woke the small girl quickly.
"What the? What happened?" she rubbed her eyes sle
Misunderstandings (Canada x Reader) Part 2It had been days since ____ had last talked to Canada.Misunderstandings (Canada x Reader) Part 22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
America turned to ____, "Yeah?"
"Do you know why Canada has been avoiding me?" She asked.
____ shook her head. "Never mind, you can think about it," She said, walking out of the room.
____ asked the rest of the countries the same question, ending up with the response 'Who?' each time.
After asking more countries than she meant to -She didn't intend to ask every country she ever met...- ____ started to head home.
After she got home, she kicked over her coffee table, "I don't understand!" ____ knocked over a few chairs, "Was I being to forward?!"
This went on for a few minutes, until it looked like a tornado had hit the room.
After achieving maximum damage, ____ sat in a corner where a bookshelf had previously been, and examined the room. She said nothing but left the room.
In ____'s room, ____ was sitting on her bed with an open notebook in front of her, and a pen in her hand.
'I don't know why, but Mattie's avoi
Hetalia The BTT x Reader: Eyeless part 4(Your POV)Hetalia The BTT x Reader: Eyeless part 42 years ago in Settings More Like This
"W-what do you mean you've been watching me for a while? How long? Why did you choose me to come here?" You blurted out. Why did they want you? Couldn't they just grab a different girl? One that is not you?
"I told you, we wanted to get you away from your dumb boyfriend." Alfred started. "And you don't wanna know the rest... Trust me." He smiled, then turning to the British man.
"Hey Artie where is everyone else?" Alfred looked down the hall, without leaving the room.
"They are over in-"
"Who is everyone else?!" You interrupted the British man, he looked at you, with kind of a surprised look on his face.
"That was rude of you, poppet. Don't go interrupting me like that or you'll regret it." The brit man said. He glared at you, you saw blue flash in his eyes. He closed them as soon as you saw his new eye color.
"A-Arthur are you alright dude?" Alfred questioned, to the man who was apparently Arthur.
"Yeah I'm fine, I think I just need some sleep is all." He answered, sh
Scar X Reader you were walking through the city late at night, you heard the rumors of the man hunting down state alchemist and killing them so you were danger since you just passed your test. you looked down a dark alley and saw a boy with long blond hair that was kinda on the short side. he was hurt and there you saw the alchemist killer, Scar. he had his hand on the boys face you acted off of instinct and punched him in the face. "Leave him alone!" you shoutScar X Reader2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Stay out of this little girl" he responded "this isnt your fight"
"you're the one whos been killing state alchemist right?" You ask with a slight growl in your voice
"its for the sins they have done, all the innocent lives taken"
"i know how you feel" you hissed "my parents were killed during the Ishval war, and guess what, alchemist are the ones that killed them! but i learned to forgive them and now, im a state alchemist too!" you said slamming your hands onto the gr
Red Skull x Reader - Beauty (OneShot)Request for :iconmistwolf4:Red Skull x Reader - Beauty (OneShot)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder” – Red Skull/Johann Schmidt x Reader
Hydra, to most people in the world, it didn’t exist. To those who knew of it, a terrorist organisation who wanted nothing more than total and utter control… But to you, Hydra was home. It probably would be considered an odd statement; however it didn’t bother you at all. You had your reasons for joining them…
Your mother had worked as a nurse throughout the First World War for (Country), she had told you stories of the brave men who she had treated and saved, and even of those who she had lost. It was all to teach you of the terrors of war, and to hate fighting and war... You had admired her so, her spirit was as strong and keen as her mind, she was beautiful and kind, and everything you wanted to be. She was the reason you decided to become a nurse, she was the reason you pu
Twisted DeathTwisted DeathTwisted Death2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hiding from light exists twisted death, it slithers and screeches for one measly breath.
Around the edges it bleeds and lies, gushing red from under its eyes.
How shriveled and misunderstood this being is, yes, so please invite yourself in, and become its new guest.
Alliterative Erik (Silly!)Erik, for you, I'd crawl through catacombsAlliterative Erik (Silly!)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seek your safe-place of solitude
And risk your wrath.
I'd traverse treacherous traps
And pale-lit passageways.
The Seine's secret tributary
Would carry me, covertly
Lantern-lit, by row-boat.
Fie on your fictionality!
Damn your definite derangement!
Dead one hundred years? Whatever!
I'd sing a hymn to he who hovers,
Unseen under-dweller of the Opera House,
But there, perhaps, there lies a pesky problem:
I cannot trill a top-C
Or pour forth Puccini.
I may belt out ballads in the bathroom
But nothing to capture a compelling composer.
(I hear you're literate in many languages,
Which is just as well- my French is frightful)
I think I haven't thought this through...
Why would you allow my impudent intrusion?
I'd more likely meet my meddling end among the mirrors
Of the terrible torture chamber,
Or looped in a lasso, before
I could attest to my affection.
Whether you have a nose or no means naught to me!
I've seen the films and the theatrics
Fed on t
WeWeWe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Start the flames and pour in the water, dinner will be made of the wise man's daughter.
She came into our house, she did, and put her nasty fingers in the trap we hid.
Simple cookies caught her eye, their fresh appearance made her laughing mouth cry.
And here is she is, about to die, let's chop her up, and leave her to fry.
For, we are the witches, the nasty witches, the ones that kill children and their twitches.
We fry them up like eggs and ham, later preserving their intestines for jam.
How wicked we are, indeed, indeed, for we are witches not born from pure seeds.
One piece fanfic chapter one: Luffy x Hancock Luffy had returned to Amazon Lily after a long journey. He had begun to call this island his home. Relaxing on the coast, Hancock walked up and sat down beside him. “Are you ok?” said Hancock, wondering why he looked so down. It had been two years since his brothers death, and though he was mostly over it, it still haunted him. “No, not really. I just got to thinking... Its so easy to die. It takes our loved ones, whether it be now or in twenty years.” said luffy, a tear falling from his eye. Luffy still had no idea just how much Hancock loved him, but that was about to change. He had feelings for her too. Luffy leaned in, his lips touching hers. ~HE KISSED ME! I DIDN’T KNOW HE FELT THE SAME WAY!~ Her cheeks turned a rosy pink, and she pulled away. “I... had no idea you felt the same way I do...” Luffy laughed in his usual fun way. “Course’ I do! I just didn’t realize it until recently!” Hancock blushed agaiOne piece fanfic chapter one: Luffy x Hancock2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Blue JayFrom her swollen centerThe Blue Jay2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A blue jay cries
It calls out gently
Displaying her lies.
It longs to be free
From the chains that pull down.
The wings beat weakly,
But are left on the ground.
She clasps it near.
Its song is for her.
And none shall hear
The bird in the dark.
Ill-willThe illness in meIll-will2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Has my bones in shambled peace
Torn apart by you
SJVC2 Win Quotes: Regina(Regina) Stage Theme: Regina’s ChallengeSJVC2 Win Quotes: Regina2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
There’s no room for allies in my line of work, but I’m going to be my trust in *partner name* for the time being.
I knew this wouldn’t be an easy mission. Every time I take care of an enemy, another comes up soon thereafter.
Got through that battle with plenty of time to spare. We had better get moving before another pack closes in on us.
(vs Ryu) You’re insistent on giving me some one-one-one action, so who am I to refuse.
(vs Chun-Li) So you’re an Interpol agent. Given what I’ve been through, you’re better off backing off this case before you get in too deep.
(vs Alex) Did you just choke slam a Raptor?! What kind of combat training did they put you through?!
(vs Morrigan) The most dangerous predator is always the most persistent. You’re getting a big thrill out of this aren’t you?
(vs Falcon) Th
Nightmare Before Christmas Fan FicPrologueNightmare Before Christmas Fan Fic3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Jack groaned, blinking his eye sockets open and gazing upward. He was on his knees, his skeletal arms shackled by his wrists to the wall. His suit was torn and disgustingly dirty. He had smudges on his skull. He was battered and beaten, even for a skeleton. He didn't see Sally, nor heard anything. It took a moment for his eye sockets to adjust to the pitch-black darkness surrounding him. Once he could see better, he realized he was in a dungeon, dark, dank, dirty, and foul. He tried to break his chains, but to no prevail. He let himself go limp. He thought, panic rising from within him "I need to hurry, get out.. Where is Sally?" he forced the panic away and started to frantically work himself out of the dreaded chains connecting him to the wall, but then froze. Sally was screaming. She was... In deep pain, horrible agony as it sounded. " No! Sally! SALLY!!" he roared thrusting himself forward furiously to break the chains. Her paine
Larry Stylinson: Your not CuteLouis was in his bed, sketch pad on his lap and pencil in his hands drawing out a new design for a tattoo he wanted when he faintly hear the sound of keys rattling and the door opening, two peoples footsteps and his mom’s muffled voice, a loud ‘clank’ - obviously something metal hitting something- and heavy footsteps fading away, before the sound of the door closing could be heard.Larry Stylinson: Your not Cute2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Louis! Can you come downstairs please?” He heard his mother call, rolling his eyes and setting down the sketch pad before hoping off of his bed and jogging down the stairs, his eyes immediately drawn to a large, cube shaped object with a blanket draped over it. “Louis, I want you to mee-” Louis’ mum cut off when she turned around to face him. “Louis! Another? Really? Your face is going to be full of metal soon” Louis’ mother scolded, eyeing the new lip ring Louis had gotten earlier. “I dunno, I like it.” Louis shrugged, his tongue
Power Decades - Chapter 1Power Decades - Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Leonardo heard the servant enter the room, but didn’t raise his eyes from the page. Instead, he finished drawing the last kanji with focused fluid movements. He contemplated his work for a couple of seconds then put down the brush, parallel to the paper.
“Usagi-sama and Michelangelo-sama have just arrived, Master,” the young boy said.
“Good,” Leonardo got up, “I’m going to greet them immediately. You go and inform Donatello-san. I need him to shield the room.”
The servant bowed. “Yes, Master.”
“Oh, and Kichiro... Do not disturb us for any reason.”
The servant bowed another time and left the room, while Leonardo walked behind the screen to get changed. He took off the brown kimono he always wore at home and grabbed his most formal one: dark blue with light blue obi and decorations. At the top of the right sleeve the symbol of the ninja, the Seven Ki, was
Crushmy heart skips a beat,Crush2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my eyes wide like a caught doe,
oh how you have this effect on me?
Guess I'll never know,
but you're always on my mind
and it's getting quite distracting
and I'm a nervous wreck
who doesn't know what to do
oh how life troubles me
with throwing you in my way.
I'm crushing so bad,
and I'm sure you can tell.
but I'm too afraid to do anything
I'm scared of getting broken
so here I'll be
crushing on you from afar,
because I'm too scared.
and when I see you,
my heart will skip a beat
butterflies will fly in my stomach.
but this I'll keep to myself,
because I'm afraid of being crushed
Guess we'll see how life plays out,
and maybe just maybe
(and here I am hoping)
you'll like me back and
we could get something started.
But for now and maybe forever
(unless I get the courage)
I'll keep this too myself
EnchantedEnchanted2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
CG: SO, YOU READY?
CG: OKAY, EVERYTHINGS SET UP HERE. THE PARTY STARTS AT EIGHT.
EB: Got it!
EB: Now, I gotta go and finish getting ready.
EB: But before I forget, thanks a lot Karkat for making it happen.
CG: SH-SHUT UP AND GET READY.
CG: DONT BE LATE.
[CG (CarcinoGeneticist) stopped trolling EB (EctoBiologist) at 6:44 p.m.]
I laugh to myself, closing the laptop and stretching. Oh Karkat But really, I do appreciate what hes doing for me. Knowing how much I wanna meet her, hes setting up a party and inviting everyone. Not only does it mean that Im gonna see her for the first time, Im also gonna see the other trolls! Im really excited; all I know are Kanaya, Terezi, and Karkat.
I place a hand over my heart, feeling the thump-thump of it. I dont know why, but it feels like its beating for her.
I smile stupidly to myself when Dave barges in my room.
Yo John--what are you doing?
I snap out
BrokenUp in the barbershop, Mrs. Nellie Lovett was edging closer and closer to her beloved Sweeney Todd. She tilted her head to the side, trying to see his face better in the dim light. He was standing by the window, staring out into the night, but not really seeing anything.Broken6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nellie came to the conclusion that he was in one of his trances. She continued searching his face, trying to decide if he was "awake", and before she could think twice she closed the gap between them. She took Sweeney's face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. She knew it was potentially dangerous for her to act so suddenly and spontaneously around him, but the minute she kissed him she was in heaven, so to speak. She knew there would be consequences for what she was doing, but she didn't care. She couldn't pull away now, not even if she wanted to.
After a second or two, Sweeney came to his senses and reacted immediately. He grabbed Nellie's shoulders in his hands and shoved her away roughly.
"What the bloody hell
Accursed ReluctanceShe holds back with splendid reluctanceAccursed Reluctance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ever so slightly, spending her glances upon me
I too, remained kept in silence
Warding off my most primal urges
Favoring this new found infatuation
A stunning spectacle
Swayed with perfect execution
Her glances, chiming for my company
Chaperoned by a sensual, captivating grin
And far too soon
Energized by my foolish reluctance
My prized visual has fled from sight
Taken up by the winding concrete
Full on its own contempt
All carefully accented, with a sarcastic monotone
After her I tumbled with vigor
Driven to a new hope
Heaven bound and drunk on forgiveness
To heal once again, in the presence of adoration
Yet scathed I relent
Held off by a mounting and tiresome distance
Her flawless persona
Meshes and interweaves with the bland and blank
Squandered upon the other side
All for the liking, of a spiteful wretch
All for her status quot, embellished by luxury