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
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 fever3 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?''3 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
RomanoxWinged!Reader: Dropped From the Flock Pt.3((WHOLE CHAPTER THIRD PERSON))RomanoxWinged!Reader: Dropped From the Flock Pt.31 year 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 21 year 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
WeWeWe1 year 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.
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
Just PretendJust Pretend1 year 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?
Ill-willThe illness in meIll-will1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Has my bones in shambled peace
Torn apart by you
Nightmare Before Christmas Fan FicPrologueNightmare Before Christmas Fan Fic2 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
Crushmy heart skips a beat,Crush1 year 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
Proxy Ch. 1"Can you believe it? It's been an entire year since they caught that monster."Proxy Ch. 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I know! It's so nice knowing that we can walk through the streets without having to watch our backs."
Many people celebrated. It had been a year since the police finally caught and locked up the maniac known as Jeff the Killer. Many adults were still shocked that a 15 year old boy could cause that much damage. Although, some others thought that they were being too harsh. He was a murderer, but he was still just a child. The debate whether the monster child should be given the death penalty or not continued.
"I say he should be killed." A boy commented.
"So do I!" Another agreed. Some adults scolded the children, saying that they were too young to know anything about something like death.
"All I know is that he's locked up for good in the nut house." One of the boys turned and watched someone curiously. ".....?" The person seemed to be hiding from all of the others. The top-half of the kid's face was covered
EnchantedEnchanted1 year 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
Phan - Summer love? - Part 1 - Collab Title: Summer love?Phan - Summer love? - Part 1 - Collab1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Author: LennieP and Cilleswolf
Genre: Fan Fiction
Rating: Think everybody can read it?
Warnings: GuyXGuy, nothing else... yet :3
Disclaimer: We do (unfortunately) NOT own Dan or Phil... This story is all fiction (except for Phil and Dan, they’re not imagine)
Summer break had finally arrived and I was going to enjoy it, party, drink, sleep, sleep, sleep and drink some more!
I was supposed to meet up with this girl at the cinema so that’s where I was heading, but the fact is, I really didn’t want to, like, not at all.
I’ve dated LOTS of girls, but I’ve never felt anything towards them, not even once, I hadn’t met the right one yet, I guess?
My problem with girls didn’t mean that I was still virgin, hell no, I enjoyed myself, maybe a bit too much, but nah, nobody cared about it anyways.
I wasn’t far away from the movies now, maybe I should just dump her at the entrance and g
the phantom of the operaDark soul hiding in night walk with me through the night,the phantom of the opera3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
come with me.
beautiful soul which no's not love come with me and i
will show you some
my love is for you my angel of music come to me and
sing song's in my head the music of night speck's to
Erik, sweet, Erik, i give you my love i ask in return
the same in from you
the face you hate and hide with a mask is beautiful to
me you sweet lost soul
Hetalia The BTT x Reader: Eyeless part 4(Your POV)Hetalia The BTT x Reader: Eyeless part 41 year 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
Meaningless StatementsReaching for the switch that will shed no light,Meaningless Statements1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Banging against the door of an abandoned house,
Grabbing the glasses that magnify nothing.
Here are some pointless things,
That are completely meaningless,
Nothing hides behind them,
Nor in front.
These are simple statements,
They tell no story.
Now I shall leave you to your banging
As you don your glasses and try for that switch.
Twisted DeathTwisted DeathTwisted Death1 year 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!)1 year 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
Word Prompt: We Lost"Are we lost?"Word Prompt: We Lost1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"... slightly off course"
Story of My LifeYou're not invited to my funeralStory of My Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're why it's so soon
You can cry at my grave at one o'clock
The service ends at noon
If a picture tells a thousand words
A scar paints a thousand paintings
The grass around my grave is dead
The blood has done its staining
Pain, pain, go away
Stop chasing my life away
I cannot keep you at bay
Once you're here, you're here to stay
Though I may still love you
I'm done with all your strife
I don't want you to be the title
To the story of my life
thomarie-a.m.a. 7--cap7:enamoramiento-thomarie-a.m.a. 71 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
#senti un gran dolor en la parte de abajo de mi estomago por instinto toco con mi mano y me llevo con la sorpresa que mi mano luego estaba cubierta de sangre..me caigo lentamente solo veo a thomas corriendo hacia mi para ayudarme y roberta corriendo hacia direccion opuesta...solo fue cosa de pocos minutos para ya no ver nada...#
--hospital---(narracion de thomas)
#estaba mas angustiado que nunca todo es mi culpa yo me deje por roberto me deje por las malas influencias y casi cometo el mayor delito de mi vida...lo peor es que marie esta en el hospital..papa y yo estamos en la sala de espera mi madre no pudo venir porque esta con algunos problemas de salud...despues de unos minutos el doctor sale del cuarto de marie#
ferb:marie esta bien?
doctor:no lo que ha tenido es poco probable que se salve y si se salva igual sufriria con las consecuencias..
thomas:a que se refiere no lo entiendo?
doctor:la bala que recibio la señorita le cayo justo en los
The Blue JayFrom her swollen centerThe Blue Jay1 year 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.
SJVC2 Win Quotes: Regina(Regina) Stage Theme: Regina’s ChallengeSJVC2 Win Quotes: Regina1 year 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
Sangre contra Voluntad - cap 12C: Dime en este mismo instante ¿Qué te hizo?Sangre contra Voluntad - cap 121 year ago in Romance More Like This
F: Estoy tan feliz cake - evadiendo la malintencionada pregunta de Cake -
C: Dime muchacha ¿qué paso? - Seguía insistiendo -
F: me dijo que le gusto, que me quiere que no sabría decir si es amor lo que siente por mí, me trato tiernamente, nunca había visto a Marshall ser tan tierno con nadie y… - luego de decir todo eso atropelladamente sin tomar un respiro, se detuvo de golpe y se sonrojo -
Cake se alteró, se agrando quedando diez centímetros más alta que Fionna, la tomo por los hombros y la miro preocupada.
C: ¿Qué te hizo ese desvergonzado?
F: No le digas así - un poco molesta - es solo que… me beso Cake, me beso y fue tan dulce - decía saltando de alegría abrazando a Cake que volvía a su tamaño normal -
Cake no le dijo nada solo le sonrió mientras Fionna seguía saltando y dando vueltas