To all Markiplier fans! I NEED YOUR HELP!Hello everybody,To all Markiplier fans! I NEED YOUR HELP!11 months ago in Personal More Like This
since Markiplier have said that he will come to the Games Convention in Germany, I just wanted to make an A3 mosaic picture of him with ALL the fan art he got from all of us and it must be submitted to one of the many Markiplier-groups which are out there! ;D
Unfortunately, he announced recently, that HE WILL NOT COME because he´s too busy, but I will make this mosaic anyway, because I can´t disappoint all the fans!
But I need your permission to use your fan art for this present and I will give you credit!
I´m not gonna use your fan art without your permission! I promise! ;D
So, if you want your fan art to be submitted to this mosaic picture, just let me know in the comment section below with the link to your fan art!
You have time until the 1st of August! ;D
(I have over 2.770! artworks right now, over 670! fans have participated in the last days! and I hope that I will get about 3,0
I am the Whipping BoyI am the public whipping boyI am the Whipping Boy9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The friendly public's abused toy
I smile as the tears course down my face
As I'm beat so that I know my place
It is alright, it will be okay
It's just another bruise anyway.
Yell at me; I'm here to take the blame,
Tethered to a post to shoulder shame
And when the day is done, I'll be here still
Whipped and beaten until they've had their fifll
And I cry my troubles to stars that cannot hear
Salty tears fall on wounds that burn and sear.
They pass me by, ignore my mere existence
My sad, uncaring smile my only one resistence.
Everything is my fault that they can conjure,
And thus the reason it is me that they injure
For a moment I can see beyond the end
And then it's just another lash they send
It will be fine, it will all work out
Just another bruise and a strangled shout
Collapsing to the sweet ground with no relief
Only sleep a welcome robbing thief
Long growing tired of the pain and abuse
Wondering if I'll outlast my use.
They laugh and scoff, expecting me
Writing as LifeDescription bleeds from my eyes dripping always downWriting as Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
onto my hands, you see, they are red,
My paper, my parchment, my opportunity
white as the snow until in red it finds its beauty
Scenes I create , never for nothing, each line tears
life, my canvas, blank walls all waiting my command
Naked and bleeding I spin, the walls eager, smile
In short, on the long, I grow ever more tired
Finished, where is white to be found
none more can be written here,I come to a stop
haggard and old without a drop of crimson life
Knees bent head bowed my tears leak, pure
and everything fades
Truth or Dare Chapter OneChapter One: A Dream is a wish.Truth or Dare Chapter One11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Miss Granger, are you quite alright? Miss Granger?" Slowly, Hermione opened here eyes to look up at Professor McGonagall. Her favourite teacher looked worried. Quickly, the seventh year Head Girl apologised.
"Miss Granger, I don't know what's come over you! You've never slept in class before. Maybe you should go to the hospital wing." McGonagall insisted that Ron and Harry escort Hermione to the nurse's wing, since the boys were obviously worried as well.
Once they were out in the hall, Ron took her hand as Harry fell into place on her other side before speaking. "Hey, 'Mione, you ok? McGonagall's right, you've never fallen asleep in class before. Are you sick?"
Releasing her hand, Ron placed his against her forehead, checking for fever. Smiling at her friends' worried expressions, Hermione assured them that she was perfectly fine. "I'm fine you two! I didn't get much sleep last night, that's all." She didn't tell them about the dream she had that had a
Red Green And Gold Chapter OneChapter One: Wise Men Say…Red Green And Gold Chapter One9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*~*~Two days before graduation~*~*
Hermione Granger gingerly walked into the potions room after hours, her hands thrust in the front pouch of the black Hogwarts hoodie she wore. She looked up from the ground, tossing her bushy pony tail back against her back as she walked to the figure cloaked in black at the head desk. Her black canvas dance shoes barely made a sound as she ascended the single step and walked behind the man at the desk, wrapping her arms around his neck idlely, laying her chin to his shoulder. "It's Saturday…why are you still grading papers?" she whined, turning her head to lay on its cheek as she nuzzled her nose into the man's neck.
He chuckled slightly in his throat, turning his head towards her. "Perhaps because some are not lucky enough to be graduating by the beginning of the week, and thus are not exempt from doing any more paper work."
Hermione raised her head with a mock look of shock. "Severus Snape! How dare you ma
Forest of DeanForest of Dean6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summary: Hermione knew exactly who was behind the bright silver Patronus that met Harry in the Forest of Dean. Post-DH. SS/HG. One-shot.
Disclaimer: Not mine! Its all J. K. Rowlings.
Warning: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows spoilers.
Beta reader: Annie Talbot thank you very much!
A/N: A missing scene from chapter nineteen, The Silver Doe. I hope you enjoy it! :0)
Hermione woke up to Harrys voice.
No. Come back!
She rose from her bed and saw the bright silver light that still shone strongly from the Patronus withdrawing from the stall. She saw Harry hesitating to follow, but finally deciding to go after it. Hermione stepped outside in time to see Harry disappear in the pitch black of the night.
She heard the crackling of broken wood coming from her right.
Professor Snape? she called. The woods ahead were silent again. I know its you. Please come forward and show y
To Forgive and Love - One-shotHermione stood before her fellow peers, soon to be graduates of the Wizarding World. She was dressed plainly, yet tastefully, in a simple blue robe embroidered with silver. Her hair was tied back in a french twist, and she wore no makeup or jewelry. Everyone was sitting quietly, politely waiting for McGonagall to end her speech. After that, Hermione was up. Then, they'll hand out the diplomas and it would be over - they'd be graduates.To Forgive and Love - One-shot9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The war had raged and lives had been lost. Harry had struck that final blow, killing Voldemort and causing his Death Eaters to scatter. Severus Snape had been put on trial, but new evidence, provided by a mysterious source, proved his innocence. While Dumbledore really was dead, Snape had acted on Dumbledore's orders, despite any misgivings. It had taken awhile, but Harry had done the right thing and forgave Snape. Ron quickly followed, and although Snape and the two young men would never be friends, they had reached an understanding.
Hermione, of course
Hp Fanfic: Goodbye To YouHp Fanfic: Goodbye To You9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Title: Goodbye To You
Summery: Graduation day. Hermione wishes it would hurry up and leave her be because Snape's eyes still burn into her soul.
The Gryffindor sat on the front row of chairs, her eyes fixed on the tile flooring. Her face was blank sheet. She could still feel him: his hands roaming over her body, his breath as it tickled the delicate skin of her neck. It hurt to remember those nights. For three years, she had been his; his lover who was at his bidding when he wished anything of her. But she couldn't do it anymore. Today was her graduation, and tomorrow she would be heading out into the world. She would no longer be in these sheltering walls, no longer in her familiar dorms…no longer in his arms. She glanced up from the floor, tears welling up inside her eyes. There he stood: unmoved and incapable of anything more than an on-again-off-again relationship. Dumbledore called out her name and she stood. Carefully raising