Remember me...Glob... what a long month it had been.Remember me...2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A long and very stress-filled month.
After Caramel had awoke, things had not gone as well as he had hoped they would. She had lost her memory, and yes, it was devastating horribly so.... but he had high hopes. He knew it could not be permanent it would be a temporary problem that, he was sure, would be fixed right away. All she needed were some things to remind her, that was all. So for the first few weeks after she woke, he continued to stay at her side, talking to her, reminding her of things that came to pass. And to help in her recovery, he started bringing her things as well: her favorite foods, her favorite music, their songs, some pictures, anything really! And he showed them to her, spoke of those times, giving as much detail as he could recall. For the most part, she seemed to take everything in stride. She was healing well, she seemed to have no damage to her motor skills! Besides her memory loss, the only othe
''You can't keep doing this!''''You can't keep doing this!''3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cal groaned, turning himself around in the tunnel of stars. "I've got stuff goin' on, y'know! You can't just keep pickin' me up and droppin' me places when it's good for you!" He crossed his arms and glared in no particular direction. "You know you coulda gotten Caff killed, throwin' us into the snow like that! She was sick!"
The was a long, annoyed sigh. "Oh get over it," Tex's voice echoed. "She's fine now, isn't she?"
"I wouldn't know, you picked me up and left her at our campsite!"
"She's a big girl!" Tex spat. "I won't keep you longer than twenty minutes okay? My final exam's tomorrow and I've got transport times to make up for, stupid! You had to go and play house with a princess while I was busy falling behind because of it!"
"I never asked for you to do this!" Cal fumed. "You're the one who decided to pick up a 'stupid' guy and toss 'em around Ooo!"
"Oh so that's why you're always calling for me," the younger boy scoffed. "Because you d
They were staring at him.They were staring at him.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't unusual for Tex to toss Cal in a place where the inhabitants dislike humans. In some cases his arm could get him off the hook and, considering the gray scale granite that surrounded him he thought this would be a similar case. However the grey, stoney people seemed to actually be glaring at him. And in some cases they seemed to be studying him as though they weren't quite seeing something right. Though he was unsurprised by the odd looks he was not prepared for when two men came up behind him and grabbed him by the arms.
"Come with us," they ordered. Cal didn't seem to get much choice in the matter.
"What thehey, what's the deal?! Lemme go!" He struggled in their grasp though their stone arms didn't budge as they dragged him away. "Where're you takin' me?!"
"You have been summoned," the man to his left said flatly.
"Whatwhy?! I've only been here an hour, what could I've done?!" He continued to struggle in their unbreakable grasp.
"You have been
Adventure Time Presents: The BodyAdventure Time Presents: The Body4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Adventure Time Presents:
(In a forest outside The Veggie Village, Finn and Jake are trying to outrun each other as they race with a parcel at hand, to the Veggie Kingdom.)
Finn: (laughing) Haha! I'm gonna beat you to it, Jake!
Jake: haha! Dude, you'll never beat me in a race! (stretches his legs, picks up Finn and places him in his back. Both are laughing) Say, what did Princess Bubblegum made for Herbal Princess this time?
Finn: (shakes the gift-wrapped parcel and hears something fragile in it) Dunno, but whatever it is, it must be sciency enough to make my brain smells like rotten eggs and pickles.
Jake: hehe, yeah been there!
(Finn and Jake made it to a giant hollowed Tree stump turned green house with a house on top of it. Jake turns to normal as Finn jumps off from his back and knocks on Herbal Princess' door)
Herbie: (from inside) who is it?
Finn: It is I! Finn!
Jake: AND JAKE TEH DOG~!
Herbie: wait up, dudes. (opens the door and a green skinned girl with lea
1: His Butler, Clever1: His Butler, Clever6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That was the only way he could explain the sensation that had taken over his body. For the past five years, he felt little warmth in his life since the day of his seventh birthday, a day that was supposed to be happy and spent with family though that was only known to him as the day that he lost everything and so willingly handed over his soul.
He hadnt realized right away that there had been a difference. He had grown so accustomed to the cold of his life, that he had barely recognized the bullet that had jolted through his body. The pain he was waiting for hardly came. A subtle stinging bit at his flesh, but it was nothing compared to what he was expecting of death.
This was peaceful.
Ciel Phantomhive was well aware of the fact that he would never get into heaven or anything of the sort, if it truly existed. He had given his soul to the devil, and lived without regrets. He lived only to serve the queen and his own name. Darkness was all there was around him, his mis
AT: Kingdom of Broken ToysAT: Kingdom of Broken Toys4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kingdom of Broken Toys
(Finn and Jake are outside in a rocky mountainous path, running and hiding behind a giant rock as an angry wizard with lasers stuck on his shoulders starts blasting at them)
Jake:Finn! What did you do to this guy?!
Finn: Nothing! I just asked him for directions! This guy's a total NUTJOB!
Lazer Wizard: (roars and angrily shoots more at them)
Finn: (looks around and then examines his sword. He got an idea) Jake, stay down! REFLECT ATTACK!(Finn stood up and uses the sword as a shield and reflects a laser back at the Laser Wizard, destroying him)
Jake: AWRIGHT, FINN!
Finn: YEAH! Who's the man?!
Jake: You're the man!
Finn: Nu-huh, I'm a Boy and Boys VICTORY DANCE! (dances) Join me, dear comrade!
Jake: uh, maybe later man. Hmm (looks around him) we sure got ourselves lost, w
Where was this?Where was this?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man's eyes opened half way. He was in a roomhad he made it to civilization before he'd passed out? He couldn't remember. And what was he laying in? It was soft and squishy; he felt as though he'd fall through it. His thoughts were interrupted when a woman entered the room. He quickly became fascinated by her and all of the colors on her bodyher orange hair, the pale, peachy tone of her skin, the bright blue of her eyes. He smirked at her lazily as she came over to him.
"I died, didn't I?" he joked. "And now I'm in heaven."
She looked down at him, surprised to hear a voice. "No," she replied simply, "You're in Atelpo village." He laughed a bit, earning a smile from the girl. "I'm Michelle."
"Well, Darren," she said, sitting at the foot of the bed. "You've been asleep for almost three days now. What in Ooo were you doing?"
"Running," he chuckled, looking down to her. "Far as I could."
He smirked and raised an eyebrow. "To find you, of course." While
Tell me story"Why you read zat book, hmm?"Tell me story1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Victor had come to pay a visit to his Princess, whom he had found up in her library -as always- reading her afternoon away. Though he rather liked it when she read, especially when she read aloud to him. The sound of her voice was always soothing (and exotic, with that accent she had) and he always found it a treat when she offered to read to him.
So after she chose a book, they had left the libary and gone to her room, where she gathered up her pillows and made a sort of nest for them. Oh, this he really liked. Not so much the pillows (too soft for his taste) but more that he got to snuggle up next to her.
His finger curled and uncurled her strand of hair idly, resting his chin upon her shoulder as he looked over the words of her books. So many words, and no pictures? How did she stand to read so much without pictures?
"I's one o' mah favorites in this book." was her answer, holding up the large book, the title of 'Grimms Fairytails' written across it. "I
AT: The TrialAT: The Trial4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Adventure Time presents:
(A Giant tree stump is glowing as people cheers from inside; this is the Veggie Kingdom, and Herbal Princess is holding her Weekly Themed Veggie kingdom Sundown Parties, this week's Beatnik Night.)
(At a "large crowd", made up of Finn, Jake, Cinnamon Bun, Lumpsy Space Princess, and a waving snail, along with the veggie villagers, (ordinary fruits and vegetables), is watching Beatnik Princess plays a song.)
Every time I see Him
He's grown older
But his uniform always
For its Mushroom War simplicity
And the toy he is,
The joint-like way
Army-legged in my dreams,
Boomer - Meet BoomerBoomer - Meet Boomer3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
>You slowly raise the knife over the cutting board.
>"Nuuu! Pwease don't daddy!"
>Your little yellow-orange fluffy pleads you to stop.
>"Boomer, you know the rules. I have to do this."
>"Pwease daddy Boomer no want!"
>You bring the knife down with a loud SCHUNK!
>You bring the knife back up and down, each time cutting off a small chunk
>Boomer is still begging you to stop.
>"Boomer no wike dis! Why daddy do dis?"
>"Boomer, stop whining." You say as the knife keeps chopping.
>"Nu! Boomer no wike dis! No wike cawwots!"
>You roll your eyes as you cut the last bit of carrot into small chunks and use the back of the knife to slide it into a bowl.
>"You know the rules, Boomer. It's Thursday. That means carrots for dinner."
>Boomer sits on the counter in a huff. "No wike cawwot! Cawwot yucky."
>"But carrots are good for you, buddy. They keep your fluff pretty."
>Boomer puffs his little cheeks out. Not as a sign of aggression like a smarty friend; he's ju
Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!Now, imagine this situation for a moment:Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that
Haters are Gonna HateHaters are Gonna Hate3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Haters are gonna hate
Some people in their lives will have haters stalk them ,send them hate mail,
make their friends stab them in their backs, and make others hate them with their lies, pretty much try to hurt them in any possible way that they can...
If this sounds like you, well then listen up your not alone,
around the world there are people like us that seem to get hate all the time and
enemies,,, , why do you get them and what can you do?
Well first of all we get haters for these reasons
1) We have a talent
2) you're a people person
3) others like you
4) Your life is successful
5) you feel good about yourself
And last but not least
6) You have something they want
That is pretty much the summary of why we get haters….
Most of the time, it is best to ignore, after all there will always be people who will envy you.
Unfortunately, when you get a pro hater, in other words a hater that really hates your guts and has the evil skills of making you miserable, that
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,You Were Not An Aquarium Boy1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Child!Canada X ReaderChild!Canada X Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were walking down the snow covered sidewalk, swinging your arms as you headed home. It was winter in Canada; all you wanted to do was curl up next to a fire... Until you heard very soft sniff and what sounded like quiet sobs, making you freeze in your tracks. Yep, you could clearly hear it; it was from a little boy next to a large tree. He had chin-length hair with a strange curl that drooped from his blonde bangs; but he had a scared look on his adorable face and tears ran down from his light blue eyes, dripping onto his snow white teddy bear. Your heart broke at the sight and rushed towards the boy.
"Are you lost? Where are your parents?" You asked softly, kneeling down to his height. The child jumped at the sudden voice and looked at you with the most saddest expression.
"Pa-arents? W-where am I?" He spoke in a quiet voice as he hugged his bear closer, he seemed like he was an orphan.
You smiled warmly, "I'm (Name), what's your name?" "Matthew W-Williams..." "Well, Matthew, you
Pretty FluffiesPretty Fluffies2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
>Be a lady.
>Because almost nobody writes fluffy stories with girls, except Mayclore, so it’s worth pointing out.
>You’re getting ready for a date, and are currently applying your makeup.
>Your toy fluffy, Lando, sits on your bathroom counter while you work.
>”Mummy wook so pwetty! Wan be pwetty wike Mummy!”
>Awww, he always knows just what to say.
>You rub the lipstick on your lips, and Lando’s eyes follow the metal tube with a childlike wonder.
>Ready to roll.
>You pick up Lando and carry him to his playpen, giving him a soft hug and a quick belly rub.
>”Mommy’s going to be back late, alright? So don’t try to stay up waiting for me like last time. Remember how tired you were the next day?”
>”Wando wemembew. Nu wowwy, mummy, Wando be good fwuffy!”
>”Glad to hear it. Good night, Lando.”
>”Nigh’ night, Mummy.”
>He settles into his little bed, which is mostly a pile of socks you never use anym
WaitingWaiting3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stand by the roadside
Waiting for myself to come.
I wait for hours, it seems,
For him to come into sight;
But he never comes.
I wait, and I wait,
But as night draws near and I feel sleep approahing, I realize:
He's never coming.
I'll never see his face. I'll never hear his soft voice again.
I shall forever be waiting by the roadside.
Waiting for myself.
I am eight years old.I am eight years old.I am eight years old.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My lips are perfectly pink. They don't need to look glossy or tinted redder. My cheeks don't need this, either. My eyes stand out well enough on their own without being lined with black paint. The mascara weighs on my lashes and makes me tired and itchy. This shit on my eyelids shouldn't be there, either.
That was a bad word. I am afraid to say bad words, but I've got a few in my head. My friend told me that the word "bitch" means "female dog," but I think she's wrong. I don't think I've ever heard it used in this context. Actually, I think it's a word for people like you. I say this to you with my eyes. You threaten me because you hear me loud and clear.
Every other weekend, I have to sit here and endure as you put this shit on my face. But that's not why you're a bitch. That's why you're an idiot. What makes you a bitch is the fact that you expect me to be silent and still every time your hand slips and the curling iron burns the top of my ear, or you
A Very Short StoryA Very Short Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone was two inches tall.
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinYou're Not?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.
Fionna and Cake- When conferances go wrongFionna:Alrighty then! So we are here to-Fionna and Cake- When conferances go wrong3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Marshal Lee:I thought we were here to watch a movie
Cake:Too bad Marshal
Marshal Lee:Thats not fair!
Cake:Life isnt fair
Fionna:Can we forget all of this?
Marshal Lee and Cake:Fine....
Ice Queen:Look, I have better things to do *looks at Pg*
Prince Gumball: Dont even try Ice Queen!
Fionna:GUYS!This isnt supposed to happen!Well at least Lord and Austin are sane...
Lord Monochromicorn: (spoken in morse code) You are a wimpy little man who sings like a girl and smells like a hobo!
Austin: >8( Oh thats it!
Fionna: HOLD IT!!!!RIGHT THERE! We are supposed to discuss the episode where we finally apear to the worlds eye! Isnt that great?!
LSP:*Whacks Fionna in the back of the head with a plastic bat* DISCUSS THAT JERK!!!
Fionna:*Tries to stand up and gives a dirty look at LSP* You people are just impossible!
LSP: Dont look at me!
Cake:Fionna is right,we should'nt start to fight and we should get on with the project.
*everyone nods and sits do
Insomnia ThoughtsSo it's late, but alas I can not sleep once again! Therefore, I am going to write a poem, out of the blue,Insomnia Thoughts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Curious thoughts, running through my mind,
But what answers, do I need to find?
Questions, Questions, Questions,
Such questions, but curse my procrastination.
This poor boy's journey, deep into his soul,
Into the nether, his story untold,
The boy venture's in the new world,
With the overwhelming pressure, almost gave him quite a hurl,
Though beforehand, he met a lady,
A charming one at that, she made his mind hazy,
His heart flutter, he gleamed with joy,
They met, though odd, via distance,
With the great technology of "the internet" to be of assistance.
There was much about this girl,
The more he thought about her, the more his heart twirls.
It's a funny feeling really,
I could tell you about her, but that's going to take a lot of pages, and I will get the feelsies.
She is pretty, beautiful, and most certainly wonderful,
Her eyes shone bright with elegance,