Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)Fear Isn't His Only Power Now ( Rotg Fanfiction)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The big jolly white bearded man squinted at the globe once more, making sure this wasn't happening again . Tooth, the tooth fairy watched the globe in fear as North watched the lights go out on the globe. One by one. The Baby teeth crowed around her, trembling. " It can't be, it can't be again" She mumbled
"Oh why yes, it is happening again!" Boomed a voice that was familiar to all ears. " Pitch" Whispered North, stepping closer. A large black sand figure formed into the shape of Pitch. " Why yes, it's me, did you all miss me?" He asked in a mocking tone. Sandy glared at it, trying to figure it all out. " I thought we defeated you" The large bunny commented. " You thought you did, but you didn't " Pitch explained to them, walking all over the globe in his black sand form.
" You see, I'm much stronger now, due to my newest source of power. " Tooth glared as well." New source of power? Just what is it?" North asked Pitch. Pitch boomed another laugh. " Why it's some
Jeff the Killer - 7 Minutes In HeavenYou're at party that your friend Mike invited you to yesterday. You considered not going but decide to go immediately when you hear the rumors of Jeff coming.Jeff the Killer - 7 Minutes In Heaven2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sat from across the room staring at the love of your life, Jeff. People always spread rumors about him and that he killed people. They also mocked and ridiculed him for his signature smile. But you didn't believe these rumors, and you loved his smile. However you wished you could smile like he could, but you couldn't, knowing that he would never notice you.
"Hey come over here and put your name in this hat." Mike said as he motioned for you to come towards him.
So you walked towards him and wrote your name down on a scrap of paper and placed it inside the hat.
"Ok, that's everyone. Time to start seven minutes in heaven!"
So the group of people crowded around Mike and the hat and he was about to pick the names out of the hat.
"Ok the first one is....Jeff." Mike said.
You started to feel as if today was th
Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 1Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cake scattered the floor.
It was a beautiful red color. Red velvet. Splattered all across the tile that was yellowed with time. There was one big chunk, surrounded by others that slowly grew into smaller and smaller crumbs the further they were from this central fragment. A few of the slightly larger pieces had been grinded into the kitchen floor, smushed into it, trampled by angry feet. They looked like random dark crimson blotches among the innumerable crumbs. The way the broken cake looked, the whole scene strongly resembled a horrible, grotesque, quite unique murder scene.
Like the floor was tainted with blood.
It would have been quite the wonderful, delicious cake, too. It was moist, but not too much so. Fluffy. Just the right balance of ingredients. Holding together on your fork until the moment you ate it. Melt-in-your-mouth. A delightful quality only found in the culinary creations of true masters of pastry. She had quite the plans for this cake. It was going to be shaped like
MemoryWe sit down beneathMemory2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
our favorite tree
who only shares its shade
with you and me.
Crack open that picnic
basket, let's start to eat,
enjoying it with
critters at our feet.
Do you remember how
you and I
fell for each other? Oh, how
our love reaches the sky.
Your smile simply melts
all of my worries away.
Don't you see how our love
continues to grow each day...?
"Who are you?"
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 34Everlasting Snow: Chapter 342 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warm, furry, feathery, and sandy.
You embrace each of the Guardians in turn, bidding them farewell.
You can see the worry behind each of their eyes, especially Tooth’s.
Jangle hugs the bottom of your leg, his stout arms almost too short to reach all the way around. You laugh and crouch down and pat his head, fearing that you’d squish the little guy if you were to actually return the hug.
You give a final wave as you follow Jack—your hand in his—outside into the arctic weather.
Just as you’re about to lift off, North runs out behind the two of you, yelling, “Wait wait wait!”
The two of you turn to face him.
After he recovers his breath, he holds out another snow globe in the palm of his hand.
“I hhhave better idea,” he says.
Jack holds up his hand, shaking his head. “Thanks, but no thanks. Fun as magic portals are, we don’t need that. Nothing’s going to happen to us on the way back, so you can stop worrying.”
LifeOne moment, you're there. The next, you're not. Simple as that. And yet, it's so complex, so mystifying. It easily perplexes many. How can it be so close, so intimate to us, and yet remain a mystery like that? Such a small event being so big? Having such a huge effect? These unanswered questions express the mystery and uncertainty of those who feel its effects. They were so healthy, so happy...Life2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But now you'll never see their face again. Hear their voice. Feel their touch.
The tears stream down the faces of the close ones. They hold onto one another, thinking that, if they hold on tight enough, that person passed might feel as well, and come back to them. They don't want to recognize the fact that it's all over. All of it. They cling to a wish. That wish is slowly pushed away as time progresses and sanity returns. They run out of tears. The future is dark to them, filled with some more of these tragic cases. They turn to the past, where everyone is still "there." They let themselves get
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 52Everlasting Snow: Chapter 522 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sleigh skids to a stop on the lake’s surface, the skis leaving long white marks on the ice.
Above you, the tired stars begin to fade as the first light of day breaks over the horizon, giving themselves over to sleep until the night returns to reign once again.
North scoops the limp Jack back up into his arms, and the three of you wordlessly disembark from the sleigh.
You follow North off the lake, trying hard not to fall on the slippery surface. You breathe a small sigh of relief as you step onto the snowy bank, then continue after North, forced to jog a little to keep up with his long strides.
He stops in front of a tall tree with a thick, sturdy trunk, its leaves and branches dusted with white snow. It’s quite a few yards from the lake’s edge, but its view goes uninterrupted by other foliage. He crouches down and sets Jack in front of it, sitting him down so his back is propped up against the trunk.
He really does look like he just nodded off, his head bowed, ar
Not A PsychopathDrugging, Drowning, Incineration;Not A Psychopath10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fears can become a temptation.
Observing how it all comes to be,
Things like this are what intrigue me.
You say that I suffer from wrath,
I say I'm not a Psychopath.
Gassing, Choking, Asphyxiation;
Thoughts in my mind are at rotation.
How was it set up? How did it start?
Every piece plays a crucial part.
You say that I am twisted inside,
I say I have nothing to hide.
Shooting, Stabbing, Bleeding out;
Some seem certain, others I doubt.
Manner in which it is done can prove
Whether or not it's a vengeful move.
You say that you could never know,
I say it's perfectly normal to show.
Strangling, Poisoning, Falling down;
After these they'd hit the ground.
Trying to find the source is fun
Especially when there's more than one.
You say that it should never grow,
I say some thoughts should flow.
Suffocation or Explosions;
Both of these require motion.
Majority of these require a trap,
Others not so much as a single slap.
You say that I should not have begun,
Imaginary FriendsMy reflection in the mirror hates me,Imaginary Friends1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I know because she told me so.
She twists and turns and fogs the glass
bending unnaturally while moving with me
she pinches her skin and leaves blemishing marks
tearing off pieces she deems she does not need.
“Just wait,” she whispers as she bites her lip
“only so much longer and I can be free,”
her lips are bleeding again, but I’m brushing my teeth
“free to hurt and bend and break that wonderful body of yours.”
I can hear the whispers, I can hear her skin tearing.
She reaches up and touches the glass
and it bends under the brushing of skin
I finally speak with a tilt of the head
“Imaginary friends shouldn't be able to do that.”
Gimme MoreGimme More2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You sure about this, Roxy?"
I snort. "Of COURSE babe!" I wink at Jane as we make it to Meenah's door. Jane blushes and looks at the lavish mansion, biting her lip. "Janeyyyy, don't worry about it," I assure her.
"I know," she sighs. "It's just that it's Jake, you know?"
"I get it. So you better make out with him!"
Jane blushes harder. "You better not drink within the next five minutes," she mutters before moving to knock on the door. She barely makes a tap when the door flies open, revealing Meenah and Aranea, giggling and holding drinks. My eyes zone in on the cocktail in Aranea's hand, itching for a drink already. Jane nudges me, and I restrain to not make a move.
"WASSUP BITC)(--ES?" Meenah yells. Aranea keeps giggling.
"Come in!" Aranea says, opening the door wider and pulling Jane and I inside. I assess the scene; the party's pretty much going really strong. Everyone's dressed in semi-casual clothing. With my awesome sense of style, Jane and I totally fit in. I look over at
Cries of Fluttershy 2Cries of Fluttershy 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Is it because...I have a pair of wings...?
Would you be the same...
If I shed my pair of wings?
-Vader, Wings (for Fluttershy)
The rites are drawn...to celebrate,
The fall...that never happened.
Over. And over...you kill the same god...
Whose name, I don't even know...
-Vader, Wings (for Link)
CRIES OF FLUTTERSHY
The tortured body of Fluttershy rested in the strong arms of the dark armored Link as he quietly searched for the exit in the endless maze of earthly stone, her hurt body wrapped up carefully in the black cape of the armored Hylian to keep her warm. She was too weak and blind to walk on her own, even so, he would of carried her still. There was no telling what she had gone through down in this haunted, hellish web of tunnels beneath the surface of the world. And if they were attacked, he wanted to ensure she could keep up with him.
Link was busy watching the many entrances to go down and thinking who, or what, would want to do this to his friend. She was l
Tear Me Into PiecesTear me into pieces againTear Me Into Pieces10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Starting with my heart
Tell me that I do not have one
Heartless from the start
Rip me into shreds now
Going deeper into my soul
Saying I can never get close
To people that I truly know
Gouging out my eyes then
Telling me what to see
Nothing but darkness is inside
Darkness and death for me
Causing my ears to bleed out
Making this abysmal sound
Beautiful things cannot be mine
It all pours out into the ground
Poison my mouth with your words
That ought to do the trick
A serum you inject so playfully
With words that make me sick
My hands incinerated in hell fire
Because I am not allowed to touch
Embracing is a curse to the bone
A warm feeling for me is too much
Fracture every bone in my body
I cannot stand firm anymore
You wish to see me crumble down
Collapse weak like a beggar poor
Pouring out the blood I contain
Watch me sink into the dust
Do not bother with a proper burial
It has no longer become a must
Tear me into pieces once more
Dissecting every part of my b
Jack's Winter LullabyWhen you wander through the forestJack's Winter Lullaby2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So perfect and white,
I want you to know it was me
Who was working all night
So I could bring you the snow
That makes you smile
And so you would know
I stopped and stayed a while
And I want you to know
That when I’m flying around
And bringing snow days to other small towns
I never stop thinking of your beautiful eyes
And how you never pay attention to the world’s vicious lies.
Because you are my snowflake,
My diamond in the snow.
And I think about you
Wherever I go.
And even though I can see you
But you still can’t see me
I will be hopeful
That someday you’ll believe.
Because when you do
I will hold on to you tight
And I will hold on to you
For the rest of my life.
So I will wait patiently.
Because you see
You are worth waiting for
And my princess you’ll be.
So when you are frightened
At night in your bed
Please think of these words
And rest your tired head.
Because the day is coming soon
When invisible I will no longer b
Pillow Thoughts II - Chapter 7 --AppleDash--Pillow Thoughts II - Chapter 7 --AppleDash--3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pillow Thoughts II
NOW you wanna talk?!
Muffled voices were running around Rainbow's mind. She rubbed her forehead trying to make sense of it all.
"Pinkie! What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing, Rainbow!" replied the pink pony frowning. "I understand when you girls hide stuff related to my super secret awesome birthday party, but my birthday is a few months away! So what gives?"
The voices kept growing louder and louder. She was starting to lose her patience.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!"
"Well I think you do! And you're not the only one who does I think you and Applejack--"
The door suddenly swung open and the aforementioned earth pony walked in. Rainbow's heart skipped a beat. Applejack stopped, confused, seeing the other two in the room. She quickly glanced at the door's number.
"Am Ah in the wrong room?"
"Oh, hi Applejack!" said Pinkie, cheerfully, as if she forgot the discussion she was having. "Rainbow and I were just talki
It is 9 in the afternoon& I have forgottenIt is 9 in the afternoon1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
how to write in poetics-
tongue kissed & gaping like
a siren missing from her sea.
I have been coughing up black
for days. Unable to clean the taste
from my mouth, these broken
typewriter keys sewn into my
fingertips scream something fierce.
They ache with longing
to tell of a story
that left them
for a better high
a story that never deserved
to make a home under the skin,
to crawl breech through an
-& out through the wrists
of young girls much too ripe
to fall from their beds.
I am so damn tired
of looking over railings
& wondering what
it would feel like
Fate carved on Ice 1 - The AssignmentHello there everyone! My name is Miki and well, this is the first story i have written in almost 7 years. That is some rust and dust. Wahaha.Fate carved on Ice 1 - The Assignment1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We all know there are apparitions in the world that we humans cannot normally see. Call them spirits or ghosts if you will - they can be benevolent or unkind, and are as old as time. But there are certain entities tasked to spread joy, wonder, hope, and dreams. Especially to children.
These are called “Guardians”, a title bestowed upon a certain spirit by the Man in the Moon. He was responsible for beloved icons that children know today: Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Sandman and the Tooth Fairy. He had recently chosen a new one to add to the fray.
It had been 2 years now since Jack Frost was chosen to join them. The spirit of winter, the one responsible for the frost on your windows, the blizzards, the snow days, and of course, the cold nip
Jelsa (4): There are things which never changeHer white braid stood out from the multitude. In the past, I would have flown towards her and surprised her by appearing in front of her, like I knew she loved me to. But I could no longer do that. Not here, at least. I threw myself towards the zebra crossing without even checking whether the lights were green for me, consequently having to dodge a car which just by chance didn’t run over me. I worked my way through the crowd which, even though they could finally see me, their routine seemed to absorb them so much that they appeared to be blind.Jelsa (4): There are things which never change1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Elsa!” I cried
She stopped short in the middle of the sidewalk, her hands hidden inside her blue jacket’s pockets in order to pretend to feel as cold as the rest of the humans. She did overact sometimes…
“Hello, Jack” she smiled.
There was something in her enormous blue eyes, which occupied almost half her face and her immensely black eyelashes, which contrasted with the tone of her skin, that stopped
Happily Ever After...(Jack FrostXElsa)Happily Ever After...(Jack FrostXElsa)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The Arendale Castle,Arendale
All the Arendale people including the people from outside country have been invited to the Arendale Castle to celebrate the wedding ceremony between Queen Elsa and her love life. They were so happy and accepted her with loud supportation because she finally found a very good man that came from Burgess. They also were very excited to see the Coronation ceremony for the new King of Arendale.
The wedding ceremony was held together with the Coronation ceremony. The Coronation will started once the wedding ceremony ended. Looks like they will have a new King. They were very happy and absolutely happy.
“Oh,I’m so excited to see them getting married. They are so adorable together…so much cute and meant to be.”A female townfolk said to his husband.
“You’re absolutely right!!I hope our new King can rule Arendale with love and fair. I also hope that h
Soul Eater Seven Minutes in Heaven SpiritSoul Eater Seven Minutes in Heaven Spirit2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's your turn to pick an item. Following Lord Death's lead you place your hand inside the large basket and begin to feel around. After a moment of looking you decide on something small, that feels like glass. You lift it from the basket, it's a shot sized bottle of alcohol. "This is a little odd. Who put this in the basket?"
"I did actually." Spirit stood from his seat next to Maka and began walking over to you with a smile on his face.
"Wait, you're going to play this game? What about mama?" Maka looked at the ground with a sad look on her face.
Spirit stopped dead in his tracks, his smile disappearing and looked back at Maka. "I won't play if you don't want me to. Do you not want me to?" His eyes were huge, he was obviously afraid to do anything that might upset his daughter.
"No, no. That's not how the game is played. You can't just go and quit because your little girl doesn't want you to play." Lord Death gave Spirit a shove towards the clos
FrostQueen: Kiss The GirlHe first saw her sitting in a table during the cafe's rush hour.FrostQueen: Kiss The Girl1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was hanging out with his friends at their usual table by the far wall, laughing and talking about any topic that came up under the sun.
She was alone at a table by the window, reading a book and sipping a cup of coffee with a smile on her face.
He didn't normally notice the others in the cafe once they sat down.
She didn't seem to notice anyone while her eyes were fixed onto the pages before her.
He didn't know what it was about her that caught his eye for that moment.
But when he watched her for a beat longer as she brought the cup to her lips, a passing wonder came of how it would've felt to kiss her.
He didn't see her for a while after that.
Life was becoming a little too busy for him and his friends to return to the cafe.
He thought that he would've seen the last of her then.
After all, she had been a complete stranger.
A stranger that lingered in his mind for a while, he admitted, but a stranger nonetheless.
Rainbow FactoryRainbow Factory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Aurora Dawn
"Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice"
There's long been rumors as to how, exactly, rainbows are made in Equestria. While a great amount of Pegasi ponies are employed in the Rainbow department of the weather factory, almost all of them do the low-end work. What's know is that great streams of Spectra, the individual colours of the rainbow, flow through large grates and into vast vats. From there, workers carefully and equally mix the spectra into the coagulated rainbow pools that dot and run through the factory and surrounding city. Next, that mixture is pumped to the floor below, where other employees atomize it and store it until the active weather Pegasi deploy it in field.
However, no one knows how individual Spectra is made. Supplies are never seen being brought in, leaving not even a clue what goes into a rainbow. Tourists, when visiting the factory, are treated to an extremely foreboding and plain
reasons why we should be in loveif I couldreasons why we should be in love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’d love you like
those couples who grow
into each other and make
poetry out of body language
and wear one another’s
weaknesses when they get
too heavy and talk about
the weather without ever really
meaning the weather at all;
and you’d keep me from
falling asleep in the ocean
and I’d lie about little
things, always confusing
Sunday for Tuesday and
you for somebody with
the same face who
was always afraid of
me. you’d chuckle and
hold me and I’d cave in to
you like the hungry tide
and you’d say I looked
beautiful when I cried
and I wouldn’t believe you
but I’d cry more anyways.
if people were alive,
you’d be the brightest
one. I don’t have much
to offer but I could write you
a million dedications
in the sand, and give you
pocket change when you
needed a wish; I could
take you to New Zealand
to paint water lilies or England
to go skydiving or Italy
to fall in love and mean it
and I would promise you
the moon an
CourageYou ask me, 'what is courage?'Courage7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Courage is seeing the hail of fire that surrounds you;
The flashes of light that blind.
Projectiles that score flesh and bone,
Sending red rivers splashing through the sky.
Courage is seeing all of that and staying on to fight,
Simply because there are those who cannot.
(1) Seasons: Spring...in the air?Rapunzel sighed in relief as she watched the last of the snow melt off the grassy plain she had been working on to revive from winter's cold touch.(1) Seasons: Spring...in the air?1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Good. It's over...
Now, she thought, she could relax. The transition from winter to spring went off...relatively without a hitch for that year. At least, in the Spirit of Spring's eyes, it was quieter than normal. There were no blizzards that came out of nowhere with no prior warning, there was no hail that had been at least the size of eggs and there were no displaced icicles where spring flowers should be.
Rapunzel waved her hand, a smile creeping onto her face as the flowers grew in response...but worry stood at the back of her mind. Although she wanted to be optimistic, there was something about the general peace that unnerved her.
After all, ever since the Man in the Moon had made them spirits and Mother Nature appointed them as official Guardians of the Seasons, winters (and consequently autumns and