Creepypasta Fanfic - Behind Closed Doors Chapter 1Creepypasta Fanfic - Behind Closed Doors Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What if the monstrous killers we read about are just characters they play in the public eye? What if they return to a safety where the masks can come off and they can be their own person? But what if the masks must return when they are once again given a ‘job’ to do: ridding the world of it’s scum. Inside the safety of their home, they become people. Twisted and abnormal, of course, but they become people nevertheless. So what if something was to come along and break into the circle? Disrupt it somehow possibly. Just remember: Not everything is always as it seems…
Chapter 1: Doors Closed
We read the stories, listened to the tails, seen the art-work; no doubt even created our own visions and ideas for them. There’s a twisted sense of admiration that we hold, wanting more and searching endlessly until the next phase comes along. Oh we fear them also, but that’s what intrigues us all the more. The unbeatable monsters. The heartless murd
CreepyPasta Survival Guide Part 1CreepyPasta Survival GuideCreepyPasta Survival Guide Part 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello sweet protagonist. You’re probably reading this because you can’t stop pissing all over yourself because of the monsters in your closet, the demons infesting your house, neighborhood and/or game consol, psychotic serial killers or your just so goddamn paranoid because you’ve read WAY too many creepypastas in the dark and now you want some new tips to protect yourself or avoid creepy shit.
Honestly that last scenario is your own damn fault, but I’ll be nice and help you anyway. Now, before the ghost haunting your brain falls asleep, let’s get started!
1.) Don’t fuck with clowns
2.) Other people’s children are dangerous. Especially if they have black eyes.
3.) If you find something in your possession that you don’t remember having or borrowing, destroy it.
4.) Don’t go out for walks. At night. By yourself. Seriously.
5.) If you see an animal that looks like some kind of mutant rat or giant bear dog or
30 Day Art ChallengeThink of these all as prompts, I tried not to be too descriptive in what you are to draw for some of them. This is about creativity as much as finishing the challenge.30 Day Art Challenge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2. Original character
3. TV character
4. The forest
5. Indoor activity
6. Book character
7. Birds in the sky
8. Mind, body and soul
10. Song Lyrics
11. Black and white
12. Night time
14. A couple
15. Light, bright and happy
16. The savannah
18. House cat(s)
19. The workplace
22. Favorite movie
23. Expressionless emotions
24. Dark and gory
25. Inanimate object(s)
26. Someone you know
30. Deep thinking
Human Experiences 6Human Experiences 64 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 6 (The Prince's Tale):
"Once upon a time, there was a young Prince who lived in a castle in a faraway land. The Prince had lived in the castle his whole lifehe was even born thereand knew very little of the world outside of his home. He was not troubled by this as a young child, for what more could the world possibly have to offer him that was better than the luxury of his castle?
"The Prince had no siblings and never knew his mother. His father, the King, had always found his son peculiar; he would spend hours on end talking to the Pokémon he brought home as if he could understand what they were actually saying. He chalked it up to the innocence of youth, a child's imagination. His son truly was a romance seekerhe was always off in his head, dreaming of places he had read about or seen in pictures. The King was particularly troubled by this; he wanted a scion who was worthy of bearing the title of King of Team Plasma, not a foolish day-dreamer
The Radiant BrokenLovely one...The Radiant Broken1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
...stop breaking yourself into
these tiny little pieces that sparkle and shine.
Splashing down from your tentative pedestal,
to shatter and sweep forward in glittering filaments.
Don't you know that each fragment is precious?
The world could drown in your scent...
...swim through your voice...forever.
Your laughter sends souls into paradise,
rising unfettered to the heavens.
Yet you take that pretty little heart,
and you smash it to dust...
...watching your essence disappear in the corners.
Those fingers crumble into ash,
your smile falling like so many gemstones catching the light...
...please stop hurting.
Stop shattering and mend,
so we both might be whole again.
Fanfiction Writing GuideA Guide to Writing a Good Fan-FictionFanfiction Writing Guide2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Written by Cataclyptic
Edited by Cataclyptic
Original Concept by Cataclyptic
Published by Cataclyptic
Well, I figured I might as well make this for a couple of awesome reasons. 1) because I did a poll and a grand total of 12 people said I should. 2) I’m bored. 3) Hopefully this will make all the n00bish writers better so that the next time I try to find a good OC she isn’t Mary Sue.
And yes, I purposely used “She” back there. This is because most people tend to make OC’s that are the same sex as themselves and THERE ARE NO GUYS WHO ACTUALLY WRITE FANFICTION. SERIOUSLY. WTF IS UP WITH THAT I DON’T EVEN WE’RE ENDANGERED AND NEED TO INCREASE OUR NUMBERS SO LET’S MAKE YAOI TO EACHOTHER TO PROCREATE AND-
*Is shot in the face by Hinata*
Okay I’m back to normal. Anyway, male characters are rare is what I’m saying.
You AskedI want to feel your lip ring brush against my cheek.You Asked1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to evaluate whether it is plastic or metal by first hand experience.
I want to take it between my teeth as I softly bite your lower lip.
I want you to feel the dryness of my mouth dissipate, as your selflessness and comfortability are given as small, appreciative gifts from your tongue to mine.
I want you to understand the non-coherence of your words, as you deeply sigh into my neck, my lips preoccupied with your collarbone.
I want you to physically merge with whatever you lay upon, as I slowly administer ecstasy to your ever-radiating skin.
I want you to moan in fervid bliss, as the overwhelming night envelops the timid sky.
I want us to cradle each other's physicality, as we lay, silently contemplating the inexplicable meaning of this meeting- a meeting that neither one of us has fully registered as true.
I want to kiss the hands you create the Universe with.
I want to whisper into the forests of your hair my secret passions