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
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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?
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.
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
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
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
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
Bullied!ArminxBullied!Reader - Pride“What happened to your cheek?”Bullied!ArminxBullied!Reader - Pride7 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
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
Levi X Reader - To VictoryLevi X Reader - To Victory9 months 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
Armin x Reader: Cinnamon BunsArmin x Reader : Cinnamon Bun.Armin x Reader: Cinnamon Buns8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were sitting outside smiling happily while biting into the yummy cinnamon goodness. A Cinnamon Bun that your sister had gave you. You glanced around and your [e/c] orbs stopped on a certain blond boy.
'Hmm..I wonder if Armin wants some.' You thought to yourself and beckoned him over.
Once Armin was in-front of you, you grinned and held it out to him.
"Armin what some~?" You asked [e/c] eyes shinning and a sweet smile on your face Armin blushed and smiled shyly.
"N-No thank you [Y/n].." You pouted.
"But Armin~" You whined pressing it to his lips. "Taste it~ Taste it~ Taste it~" Pressing it against his lips, He sighed and opened his mouth and took a bite. His blue eyes widen as the warm sweet cinnamon taste in his mouth and he let out a soft moan.
"I-It's good." He said looking down blushing a bit. You noticed a bit of icing at the corner of his mouth. Your grin widened.
"Armin look at me." You said smiling, He looked up and gasped as you lent for
Sleep and Food Necessary. (Levi/Rivaille x Reader)Sleep and Food Necessary. (Levi/Rivaille x Reader)8 months ago in Humor More Like This
Several running footsteps passed his office on the way to the Mess Hall for breakfast. That, he was used to. He didn't even look up from his paperwork. He heard the then faint footsteps as they left the hall about half an hour later on the way to the training grounds. That too was normal and in all his years at The Survey Corps, that was what he had grown accustomed to. However...with the graduation and subsequent acceptance of the 105th Training Corps graduating class into the feared military section, there was a sound he was not used to. And it happened every morning.
After the mad dash towards the Mess in the morning, a short while later, he would hear the light tread of feet back towards the dorms. After a few minutes ,they would head back in the direction of the Mess Hall. Oddly still was the fact that just before the thirty minutes the soldiers had for breakfast were up, he would hear a pair of feet quickly dash towards the training grounds, just missing being tardy and facing th