Make mama proud...Every night I dream of my mama...Make mama proud...4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Every night... I have a nightmare of how she was killed...
those ruthless people with the "R" on their shirts...
They killed my mama... in my sorrows, I wear her skull so she will always be with me...
Sometimes... I wondered "what if..."
What if mama were still alive...?
What if Mr.Fuji hadn't come...?
What if... I ever saw the man who killed mama again?
But... that's impossible right? After all you know Mr. Fuji said mama was at rest.
That's what I thought too...
It was in Pokémon tower... I was still fairly young... when I saw the strange Pokémon... it was black with red eyes... and a mask on his tail...
He said he was a Yamask... that he came here from a region called Unova in search for something...
We became fast friends, that Yamask and I... and he became almost a ... father figure to me.
Had I known who or what he truly was... it would have never happened.
Sometimes I noticed, he would look at his mask and cry.
It bothered m
CP- Perfection Is BlindLook around you, right now. What do you see? Your home, or a school, or perhaps you are using a Poketch or Pokegear to view this tale. How much pollution do these things send into our atmosphere? Well? No, you don't want to face the truth of it... but I assure you, it's a lot. A huge quantity. Destroying the perfect balance of the world. Now look at nature, whether it be around you, or outside a window or door. Heh, what nature? All I or you can see is roads, more houses, cars... and the few remaining spots of nature are tainted with man's touch. Look what has been done... Nature is no longer perfect. Finally, look at your friends, your family. Their smiling, happy faces... How many of those faces are guilty of some crime? How many are guilty of being weak, pathetic, imperfect individuals?CP- Perfection Is Blind4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of them. Everything is imperfect. Everything is tainted, impure. Earth must be perfect.
So all blemishes upon Earth... must be removed.
I really despise quest
Creepypasta - CursedAn old woman knelt in front of the grave, a bouquet of violets in herCreepypasta - Cursed3 years ago in Horror More Like This
arms. Her body shook with sobs, and there was a small, wet stain on
the floor where her tears had fallen. A carved Ninetales was crouched
on top of the stone in front of her, and an inscription was carved
into it in slanted, elegant letters.
"Here lies Moonshine, the best Pokémon her owner could ever ask for."
The Ninetales's eyes were a pair of blue gemstones, and the tips of
its tails were covered in slightly rusted copper. It was beautifully
detailed, with each little claw carved out, each strand of fur viSible
if one looked hard enough.
Only the best for her little Ninetales.
Oh, what she wouldn't give to see her again.
It was Eve's tenth birthday, and around the table were scattered
presents, their wrapping paper covered with intricate designs,
shimmering bows stuck onto each of them. The little girl squealed
excitedly, almost shaking from anticipation. She couldn't wait!
After snapping several pictur
Angry GayDon't assume that when I go to yell, all that will come out will be rainbows.Angry Gay3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I yell, I breathe fire with abrasive colors, and it will hurt.
Don't assume that when I hit you, you will be slapped and I will walk away like a diva.
When I hit, there will be a stamp of ignorance on your face, and I won't leave until you're on the ground.
I won't go and "bitch you out", I will let you know who's boss, with a deep mighty voice, and by the end of our conversation, I will get respect.
When you get your intrusive gang to beat me up, and you assume I'm going to lie there on the ground, waving my purse or my rainbow flag at you begging for you to stop.
HAH! You've got another thing coming, sir, because I've got a mighty fist, lessons in Tai Kwon Do, and a gun, silly goose.
All these things could be passed by peacefully.
Tolerance, Tolerance, Tolerance
Pokemon Creepy Pasta GuideEdit 3/24/15Pokemon Creepy Pasta Guide4 years ago in Horror More Like This
I wrote this guide four years ago and am leaving it and my other stories up only for novelty's sake. Use at your own discretion.
If you are continuing to actively read Pokémon creepypastas and are considering writing one, my only advice is
So you're new to the Pokémon creepy pasta world, and have no idea where to start. You may have an amazing idea, or none at all, but you do know for certain that you want to write a really great creepy pasta that thousands will love. You just don't know exactly how to accomplish that. That's where this guide comes in, to help you create a new masterpiece that many will love and save the rest of us from suffering through another n00bish story.
Getting an idea
First thing's first: You have to get an idea. If you don't have an idea for the pasta and make up stuff as you go along then it's not going to turn out good, or make any sense. But before you even get an idea, you need to know what style you're
A Letter to the WorldAs an optimist, I have always believed that the world is filled with good people; people who are kind, compassionate, cheerful, and honest. People who balance out the bad in the world, simply by being who they are. The angels in the world; being good in their hearts so that they shine like a light in the darkness. Leading by example, and sharing their love with those around them to help make the world a better place. I still believe this. However, increasingly often these days I see people who I know to be kind, gentle souls slowly losing the faith in humanity that they once held sacred.A Letter to the World9 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Seeing this always breaks my heart. Smiles grow dull, laughter starts to come not from that place in our hearts that feels joy but from the part of us that seeks to hide our pain; troubles and sorrows steal away our innocence, and we lose touch with that sense of wonder, the love of life, the ability to feel like we make a difference in the lives of others... People who have lost it simply call it grow
IndigoIndigo:Indigo2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The color of her soul.
If you’d ask me, I wouldn’t know.
Everyday at 8am, she would come inside my paint shop.
Hiding her face with her hand, turning away with a smile showing. And in a pleasant timid tone, she would ask,
"One tube, of Indigo"
The only color she ever asked for—ever needed really.
I found it queer, very weird, but what was worse is when she asked me for her paint brush.
I handed it to her, but not in haste, just to see how she would react.
She paid me, like anyone else, but unlike everyone else, she tore the bristles one by one from the handle; just humming.
Then she asked, “May I have a pair of scissors?”
I chuckled inside, was she a wizard? Standing there with what was left of the brush, her wand. Cutting a piece of her locks, she just smiled and left.
And every morning, I’d watch her paint. But what was so odd, so very strange; she painted full color pictures...it was insane. Picasso works; it was incredible.
The OwlThe Owl3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There stood a fence dark as coal, with iron spikes and rusty pole.
Beyond that fence a stony path, which snaked and weaved past the dying grass.
The hill in which the grass had died, where wind made no sound, stood a place un-found.
And in that home was a lupine, cadaver eyes frozen in time in which he stared from his window.
"Tell me " he whispered. "Tell me old abode, creak your walls, settle your beams and tell me when will it stop?" questioned he, the lupine, eyes jet like a shark, forever staring.
Furry paws meet his face, "See no evil, yet I am shown the same?"
Breathing a long breath he spoke again, paws pan-caked grey old ears, "Hear no evil, yet the words are still the same?"
Agony, his soul ruptured and held heart, he went to scream, scream so loud but muffed his muzzle with the same paw but not spoke, but thought. "Speak no evil, but yet what is said is the same?"
Yesterday he wept. the day before he cried. Today was not new.
The Talk"Vegeta it's time."The Talk4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Time for what?"
"You know "
"Obviously I don't if I'm asking you" He said sarcastically while rolling his eyes.
"The talk for Trunks "
"Care to elaborate on this 'talk'? Damn it Bulma just spit it out I don't have time for your games today!" Vegeta crossed his arms and began to tap his foot impatiently. He had training to do and right now she was wasting that precious time he could have to get stronger.
"The puberty talk Vegeta, Kami do I really have to spell it out?" she yelled out and was really embarrassed that she even had to go further on the subject with him.
"Oh that one, well if it's so important then you talk to him about it. I see no point in having me do it."
"No! You're the father and he's the son. YOU talk to him about it. If we ever have a daughter one day then I'll do the talk. We agreed on this!"
"I did no such thing! I would never agree to something so ridiculous!"
"Doesn't matter you're doing it or else you're sleeping on the
To Write Love On My SoulWhen giving up is all we've ever hadTo Write Love On My Soul3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To be happy is only a wish that most of us have ever wanted.
When scars and loneliness seem to be our only comfort
Every scar which makes an impact, it wrote pain on my soul.
When you feel like there's no way out and every day is a work out to stay sane and trying to remember the reason to live
When you feel like no one is there to understand..
SO THEY THROW THE COUNSELORS AND THE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS AT YOU
When they think they could change you with only THAT
When I see the undead look in their unhappy faces
I have many signatures of love on my soul.
I am here with you. WE are not alone
Planet CancerPlanet Cancer2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Planet cancer, is the answer.
Build it taller.
Build if faster.
Fate controlled, by tyrant masters.
Planet cancer; is the answer.
Soak the Earth,
in smog and brine.
Choke this world,
in soot and grime.
Healthy Earth, left behind.
Planet cancer; why oh why?
Planets laugh, the time is nigh.
One of them, nature dies.
Our roles for Earth, we defy.
Planet cancer; why oh why?
Pokemon Creepypasta: JessicaI love Pokemon. I always have, and always will. Not just the game... but the characters themselves.Pokemon Creepypasta: Jessica4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I was about six, my Dad bought me my first ever games console; a Yellow Gameboy Colour console with a copy of Pokemon Yellow. I was overjoyed; I had been a hardcore Pokemon fan ever since I started watching the TV shows with my brother and some friends, and every time I would start trying to re-enact some Pokemon. Due to my young age and naive nature, I didn't know it was just a kids' show and a game.
My brother was with me, and his own colourless Gameboy (the see-through one that shows all of the funky machinery inside of it) had a copy of Pokemon Blue. I would have gotten Red, but they were out of stock. My brother began his game, along with me, in the car on the way to my Grandmother's house and we were both instantly hooked. I fell in love with Pikachu instantly, and my mind being naive at a young age made me call it a weird name. Thinking of a girl who I knew who had moved rece
Future RavenxPresent BB part 2Future RavenxPresent BB part 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For those of you who have been waiting for me to continue this story, here's what I've done so far ^^ Enjoy.
Beast Boy walked over to the pale-skinned girl, who was surprisingly trying to get a tan. "R-Raven? C-Can I speak with y-you? I-It's something important." Beast Boy asked.
"Sure Beast Boy, what did *slight gasp* y-you want to talk about?" Raven said as she was nearly overwhelmed by Beast Boy's sudden rush of emotions.
"M-May I sit d-down next to y-you?"
She looked at him suspiciously, but said "A-Alright."
He sat down next to her and began to fidget.
"Beast Boy, what's wrong? You're acting weirder than n-normal, even for you."
"Well, y-you see Raven...I-I wanted to t-tell you how I felt a-about you."
"What? W-What do you mean?" She looked away and blushed slightly.
"R-Raven..." He grasped her hand, afraid she would do something to him, but he needed to tell her how he felt about her. Her head snapped back t
IsolationLucario stood within his stronghold, unable to keep his white-hot fury under control. Zoroark had taken their son and left!Isolation4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His tail lashed back and forth in a violent manner, and his pupils were barely visible, being reduced to slits as thin as paper.
"What gives her the right to take away our son?!" he thundered, with no answer. "He is my son as he is hers!" He began to pace, clenching his paws, and uncurling them in a failed attempt to release his energy. "She has the temper of a Primeape, and very little reason, as well!" He whirled around to pace in the other direction. "I was angry as well for our son's treatment, but I kept myself in check! But she-!" Here, he gained an almost sarcastic tone to his voice, "She decides what justice truly is!"
Eventually, after he had finished his ranting, he sat down in exhaustion. "But the true problem..." he murmured in worry. "Doesn't she remember Zorua's need for the both of us?"
That thought clawed at him the most. "Zorua will
Crossroads nowhere I am my friends,Crossroads now4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
at the crossroads of life,
I have probably lived a quarter of my life,
now the choices have surfaced,
to my right I see the path of very hard work,
one which I will not enjoy,
there is no balance I belong to the people,
they call me to their whim and want and I must obey,
that is the path of extreme selflessness,
one I am not willing to take,
to my left I see the path of a leecher,
nothing big awaits me there,
I have quit on life and now i roam the area to make a living,
life disatisfied me and I gave up,
Not the path I am willing to take,
Now before me lies the path of balance,
work hard enough to make ends meet,
work hard enough to have some spare time,
everything in this path is even paced with its own hardships,
I will have a family through this path,
I know i will not be alone and I will be rewarded well for my efforts,
this is the path I take, the one of balance the one I know I won't be alone,
Love, work, and future... that is what I long for,
and that... i
CottonCandy: Body ShotsCottonCandy: Body Shots3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Jannnnnneeeeeeeeey" That lovely drunken voice pitched so sweetly.
"What now Lalonde?" Jane was way too busy baking a cake right now to even think of what her ridiculously drunken friend was doing in the living room.
"Let's dooooooo soemmthing! Let's go dancin, I want to daaaance wif you!" Roxy was already on her eigth shot and swaying around her martini glass as she was swaying over to opposing sides. "Lalonde, no! I'm already making a cake and besides if we went you'd fall over onto everyone. You can't dance now if you wanted too!" Jane was exclaiming at the drunken girl with a smile on her face. Roxy Lalonde wasn't going to take this foolish nonsense. She slammed her glass onto the counter. "Fuccckin Challenge acccccepted bitch!" Roxy slurred the words out as her red blush spread a little further. Jane just rolled her eyes and tried to pay the girl no attention. "I bet if yur dad was here he'd fuckin love to seeee meeee on the pole!" Roxy winked at her friend which made her eyes rol
Bullied!ArminxBullied!Reader - Pride“What happened to your cheek?”Bullied!ArminxBullied!Reader - Pride9 months ago in Drama More Like This
It was an innocent question, a harmless question, but Armin dreaded it. He wished it had never passed _____’s lips.
But it had, and he was required to answer.
Armin kept his head down, eyes focused on the wooden floor. “I-It’s nothing,” he sputtered, his voice breaking.
_____ frowned, taking her friend’s jaw in her fingers and examining the dark bruise on his cheek. “Did someone come after you again?”
Armin drew back and spit out, “N-No! I just. . .”
There was a long silence as they waited for the other to speak. Footsteps outside the room could be heard, as well as casual conversation and laughter passing by the closed door. The lighthearted sounds only succeeded in weighing down Armin’s heart. _____ broke the silence with a sigh.
“You really think I haven’t had to put up with it, too?”
Armin froze, his blue eyes widening at the floor. His brows knitted together as
Levi x reader x Armin | Two Boys, One Heart |pt.2When you woke up the next morning you changed into your uniform and walked out into the morning air. Everyone else was awake, changing into their uniforms and lining up for role call. You on the other hand walked towards the building where Corporal Levi's office was, and prepared yourself for a scolding.Levi x reader x Armin | Two Boys, One Heart |pt.21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When you reached his office you knocked on the door. Having no response you turned the knob and walked in. The room was dim with some sun shining in and nobody sitting at the chair, his office was as you had imagined, spotless and organized. You walked a few steps in when the door closed and the room got darker.
You turned around to find the Corporal only few inches away from your face.
"C-corporal" you murmured.
"Sit" he said without moving his eyes from yours.
You sat in the chair quickly while the Corporal opened the curtains letting sunlight in.
"Y-you wanted to see me sir?"
"Levi" he said sitting down folding his hands in his lap.
"Sir?" you said timidly.
"Call me Levi, sir is too
Love's Path: Chapter 1 - AdjudicationLove's Path: Chapter 1 - Adjudication3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
On a beautiful afternoon in Ponyville, Twilight Sparkle is running down a dirt road from Fluttershy's cottage, with two green and blue tickets levitating in front of her face. She was on her way to the library after having a conversation with her favorite yellow pegasus. Twilight galloped into the library with a large smile on her face. She ran to the center of the room and eagerly jumped in circles squealing with joy, while upstairs a certain baby dragon slept peacefully.
In Twilight's bedroom, Spike was sleeping in his bed, taking his afternoon nap before going back to work. Twilight was studying again so he needed his nap today. Spike was having a wonderful dream about a certain white unicorn he's fixated on. He muttered in his sleep, "Rarity, I love you so much .will you marry me .what do you mean someone else " he started twisting and turning. A frown on his face, still asleep "fine .who needs you .I'll be only forever .no pony will ever lov- Twi
Levi X Reader - To VictoryLevi X Reader - To Victory1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Return to greet me, colours that were my joy,
"Captain... Captain Levi, did we win?" Friends around you lay dead, even the people you didn't know. One of your blades were shortened, clothes ripped, and the pins that held your hair out of your face had fallen out and were lost. No one you knew was both alive and in sight.
Not in the woeful crimson of men slain,
You looked around for signs of life, signs that someone might be there. "Hello? Is anyone there?" you called. "Squad Leader Hanji? Captain Levi?"
The faint sound of Titan's falling was made out, and you decided to stay where you were, knowing someone would come looking for you. If not, you could always look for your horse. The chances were that it ran away or was dead as well as the people around you, so...
But shining as a garden; come with the streaming
You followed the sound enough, and saw a crowd of Titans just up ahead. Each one f