survey - Sam and Spikesurvey - Sam and Spike4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Part One: The Violent/Sadistic/Angry Side
1. Does your character have temper problems?
Sam: uhm... I can get pretty angry sometimes, but I don't think I have temper problems? Right Spike?
Spike: You broke my jaw.
Author: your turn, Spike.
Spike: I tend to get easily pissed off, yeah.
2. Has your character ever beat someone to the pulp?
Sam: *cough* once..
Spike: yeah, I have, a few times..
3. Does your character get angry over stupid situations?
Sam: no, I mostly have a fair reason for getting angry.
Spike: Me? dunno.
4. Have they ever destroyed/killed something out of blind rage?
Sam: no. Or I hit Spike out of blind rage but I didn't de-... oh, righ, I destroyed his jaw...
5. Does he or she often get into fights?
Sam: I got in a fight with Spike's bully once. I couldn't stand seeing someone so dear to me being hurt, so I, well, beat him up..
Spike: I get into fights all the time. Hardly me who starts it, though.
6. Is your character violent to
BttxDepressed!Reader: Part 4BttxDepressed!Reader: Part 42 years ago in Drama More Like This
Previously, after having a meet-up with 2P!Alfred, he finds out that you don't have any memories of when he attacked you, you went off to your first period class, history, with the BTT escorting you, then silently vowing to leave you be after that. Not paying attention in class, you finally zapped back into consciousness when the teacher started assigning what the groups for the end of the year history project would be. Unfortunately, to your utter disappointment, it turns out to be three of the people you would have least want to partner up with. The bad touch trio.
A/n: I didn't mention earlier that the history project is a big 'End of the Year' thing; so the time right now, is just a few weeks before the end of the school year. It'll make the rest of the story makes sense so... XD Gosh, I need to plan out future stories a bit better than what I'm doing right now, so sorry!!
You had a double-take when the teacher informed you that you were partnered up with the thr
I'm Soaring NowI'm Soaring Now2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm Soaring Now
This is a different level of fear
It's wounding my truth and morality
It's strong enough to bring me here
On the edge of life- peering over to serenity
It's not impossible to grasp
But it's typical to assume
The last breath is the fact
That after death- peace will follow soon
Countless flashing memories
Ready to be set free
From this skin of...treachery
My scars peel off
Erased from my sight
The remains become soft
So this is what...innocence feels like
Destiny is somehow connected
Fate deems to be natural
The circle of the two is perfected
The beginning to the end is...peaceful
I offer and accept my own form of mercy
Before I miss out on forgiving the vulnerable side of me
Splitting and fusing fragments of calming memories
I would like to believe my life was somehow worthy
My tears have aligned wi
Fruity Dragons species referenceThe Fruity DragonFruity Dragons species reference2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Okay so here, I'll write about the Fruity Dragon species that is my own creation. This species isn't free to use.
Fruity dragons are about 70 cm tall from their feet to their foreheads, yet, some can reach 90 cm. They are very different from each other since they display features from the fruit they ate the most when young. These differences vary both in anatomy and colors, yet their snout is almost always the same shape in the variations. The weights vary from 20kg to 60kg.
They normally walk on 4 legs but some can stand on the 2 back legs, yet they'd rather walk on 4 legs, since it's easier to bear their weigth.
They also smell like the fruit they're related with.
These dragons live up to 200 years.
*0-25 years - child.
*25-40 years - adolescent.
*40-120 years - adult.
*120-200 years - elder.
Fruity dragons are normally social and calm creatures that live in groups from 2 to 10 members, leaded
Four seasons without youWhen the earth is coldFour seasons without you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when the bitterness unfolds,
when tiny crystals fall down,
I stand here and drown
Because I miss you...
When first flowers awake,
when the earth shakes,
with the first warmth of the sun,
I force myself not to look at the gun
Because I miss you...
When everything is green,
and warmed by a single sunbeam,
When everyone seems to be bright,
I see not a glimpse of light
Because I miss you...
When the first leaves begin to fall,
when the earth hears the sun's last call,
when everything bursts into color,
I see myself shrink in black and white ...
---to something much smaller...
Because I miss you...
Because I miss you...
WerewolfLet me run and howl under the moon,Werewolf9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What does it matter I'm never going to die.
I won't return, not very soon,
I need to get away; all I need are wings to fly.
Don't come after me or I'll turn on you.
You won't know what to do or to think,
I'm the monster, the beast, with a hate you never knew,
So break my leash, just one link.
Bend the bars of my cage,
So I can spread my wings,
Fly away with all my curses and rage,
I'll return when the Thorn bird sings.
Above all my senseless dreams I'll soar,
Floating through all my old childhood memories,
I'll go on, faraway from here, and know so much more,
So break these bonds, I beg you, please.
So under the moon I can howl and run,
Singing my praises to the one above,
I'll run away at the first ray of the sun,
And chase after the one I love.
I'll come back one day,
Just wait and see,
I'll take your own chains away,
And together we'll run free.
Ice Cream (Mini Fiction)Big Macintosh yawned as he groggily walked down the stairs to find Rainbow Dash leaning on the kitchen island. She had always complained about the fact that she woke up so early, and now it had become a competition to see who could wake up the fastest. He was surprised that she had woken up earlier than him today, also because of how ridiculous she looked.Ice Cream (Mini Fiction)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Set stage in Ponyville on a Saturday morning," Big Macintosh narrated dramatically, "Rainbow Dash stands at the counter, wearing only a bra and my sweatpants, also my reading glasses for some reason which I do not know. She reads the label on an old box of pita chips which I didn't know we had until now, and has also woken up earlier than me this morning,"
Rainbow Dash smiled at him, "Suck it, jealous?"
"I must paint you," Big Macintosh picked up the milk, "Is this expired?"
"Yea," Rainbow Dash tossed the box on the counter, "So are these. I just found them in the back of that cabinet. We don't have any food. Which is a problem cuz
5 Years Time Chap. 25 Years Time Chap. 23 years ago in Humor More Like This
The bell chimed on the door as Lightning Blossom hopped into Sugarcube Corner. The smell of frosting and flour immediatley filled her nostrils. The store was empty except for a plump woman with pink hair that looked like the top of a cupcake flipping through the pages of a huge recipe book. Lightning's eyes widened as she peered into the many sheves filled with different pastries. Cakes, tarts, puffs, cookies, brownies, blondies, pies, eclaires, every dessert you could imagine. Lightning Blossom quickly flittered twoards the lady and stood up on her tipt-toes to see over the counter."
"You have CAKE!" A giant grin spread across her face.
"Indeed we do," the woman looked down onto the girl from her book, "Strange, i've never seen you around here before. Are you not from around here?"
"Gimme cake!" Lightning demanded, slapping her hands on the counter and totally disregarding her question.
"Oh," The lady was startled,"Well, sure, do you have any money?"
Lightning scrunched her face, "...
5 Years Time Chapter 15 Years Time Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You guys!? Come help me with all these bags!"
Rainbow Dash dropped two heavy paper bags of groceries on the hardwood floor beneath her. Whenever she went shopping, she always forgot something, and it would nag her untill she had already put all of them away. The worst part was that it was always the thing they needed most.
Lightning Blossom came sliding down the hallway into the kitchen and slapped her hands against the kitchen island to maintain balance.
"What did you get at the store?" She pointed an accusing finger at her mother.
Rainbow Dash held up one of the overflowing bags of food, "A puppy."
"You did!?" Lightning's eyes widened and she scurried twoards the bag and jumped up to peer inside of it.
"No," Rainbow Dash scoffed setting the bags down on the counter, "Did you seriously think that's what was in the bag?"
Lightning Blossom climbed onto one of the stools surrounding the island. "I'm hungry." her big green eyes peered at Rainbow Dash as she placed different items on the
I'm going to cry.I'm going to cry for all I've lost,I'm going to cry.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you can't or won't stop me.
I'm going to die for all I was,
And all you'll do is watch me.
I'm going to hide from you,
Afraid to show my weakness.
I would happily die for you,
But I still regret this.
I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these tears.
I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these fears.
I used to cause myself pain,
To make sure I still feel.
I'll do it now and again,
To make sure it's still real.
I'm going to cry for all I've lost,
And you can't stop me.
These tears I cry at my cost,
For once will flow freely.
Writer's block.A thirteen-year-old poet,Writer's block.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whispers frolicking among her tongue
As a ballet dancer across a stage.
What to write, oh, what to write…
Her fingers wrapped around a pencil,
Gently tickling the page
With a language between herself
And her imagination.
Thoughts race through her mind,
Frozen hands on a silver clock
Turning moments into
D r e a d f u l h o u r s .
What to write, oh, what to write…
Crickets stop their chirping,
Birds start to sing.
Five thirty in the morning,
And not a single word on paper.
What to write, oh, what to write…
She begins to scribble across the page,
Doodles and anything that crosses her mind.
Words begin flooding her thoughts,
As she wrinkles the paper and grabs a clean sheet.
“A thirteen year old poet,
Whispers frolicking among her tongue
As a ballet dancer across a stage…"
And just as she nears the end
Of these words,
LovesickLovesickLovesick5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm allergic to you:
your scent makes me tremble.
Each time our bodies touch,
my skin tingles;
like millions of electrified needles
are stabbing at my heart.
And yes, I'm ill:
your voice gives me fever.
Every time you look at me,
I'm dazzled by the shine;
it's as if thousands of silver spiders
are weaving glistering webs into your eyes.
You're slowly killing me:
I can barely breathe when you are not with me,
because I'm buried, underneath the craving,
in which you've dug my coffin when you said goodbye.
I'm lovesick for you.
So Lovesick For YouSo Lovesick For YouSo Lovesick For You5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I said your name in my sleep
If I heard your voice when I screamed
If I smiled every time you laughed
Would you even notice?
Would you even care?
Do you even know my name?
I know yours
How could I not?
It's what I write when I'm bored
What I draw with a little heart
What I see floating in darkness
Every time I close my eyes
Dot the i
Curl the g
I'm so lovesick for you
I cry myself to sleep
I think of you every time I hear
Every little emo song on the radio
But let me tell you
You are the light in my darkest night
I couldn't even live without you
All the things that make me cry
Are all the things that keep me going
The way you look when you're with
I'm just so, so lovesick for you
BTTxReader: Bad Touch PartyBTTxReader: Bad Touch Party2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on _________, just this one party," your friend Eliza begged. For weeks she had been trying to get you out of your basement and to one of the many parties that were being thrown for the last few months of the school year.
You looked up from your math homework, "For the last time no. However, if you want to go and get wasted be my guest."
"But ____________~ anybody who's anybody is going to be there!" she whined. "Please, please, please, please, plllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaase!"
"But Roderich is going to be there!" she whined. Her elaborate plan was to confess to him and if he didn't accept she could say she was drunk off her butt. "If I don't have a wingwoman I'm doomed!"
"Seriously wingwoman?" you asked. "Why don't you ask I don't know anybody but me!"
Eliza scowled, "I won't force you to wear a dress."
You glared at her.
"Ok, ok, I won't force you to dance either."
"Fine," you spat.
Eliza's face lit up, "Thank you, thank you, thank y
Still a better love story- RomaniaxReaderStill a better love story- RomaniaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Okay, just incase the pic and title didn't make this clear enough, this story contains some twilight bashing. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ. GOT IT?!
On to the story!
"Come on, ________!" Your best friend (bff's name) begged for the umpteenth time. "Just give it a chance!"
"No!" You replied, for the umpteenth time.
"But whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?" She whined.
"The premise of the book is just asinine. Vampires are supposed to be feared, not made into the object of several horny teenage girls' - and a few moms'- affections!"
In case it wasn't apparent already, the subject of your current argument (the only argument you two were having lately) was the infamous Twilight series. Your friend wanted nothing more than for you to share in the joy of the series with her, but you were just not interested. It wasn't like you hated it or anything, it just didn't appeal to you.
" You're being so unfair, _______. How can you say you don't like it when you haven't even g
Sudden SadnessSudden Sadness2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
She looked away from the large window in her room and sighed as another unprovoked and intense sadness racked over his small frame. She shivered, and clenched her eyes tightly shut in an attempt to fight the tears that would soon flow and not stop no matter what she did.
She had no idea why she cried like this. She knew there were things in her life that were sad, but, honestly, she didn't know why she was so overcome.
There were those in this world with lives far worst then her own, why should she cry over something as simple as a man, and a death that had been forgotten by everyone else.
Five months, and she was still crying.
The maddening sadness soon passed and she began to inhale through her nose and exhale through her mouth. It helped, sometimes, but sometimes it made it worse.
"Hey," Her brother said as he poked his head into the room without a single knock, not that it mattered, she couldn't lock her door anyways, "Dinner is done . . . hey, you okay?" He as
No Ball in the HallNo Ball in the Hall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Jack, I said no ball in the hall."
Reminded Jinny with her call
-"But what is it about my ball
that I can’t play with it in the hall?"
Jinny glared at the little clown
"It will turn the hall upside down."
-“Turn upside down? That's a neat trick!
How do you do that? With a kick?"
-"You kick that ball and I'll pull your ear
You can play outside, but never here."
Jinny walked away and left Jack aware
about the ball in the hall, it was no dare.
Jack quickly ran the hall to play outside
but running made his shoelaces untie
He tripped and the ball flew off his hands
It knocked four vases and two table stands
And right after the loud "crash" and "crack"
Jinny came back furious shouting at Jack
'What did I say? Didn't you listen at all?!'
- 'Yes, I did, you said no ball in the hall!'
- 'Then why did you disobeyed me if you knew?'
- ' I didn't! It was the ball, it didn't listen to you.'
The angry Jinny walked over to Jack
whose big, silly head got a smack.
Invasion in the Pridelands: Chapter OneInvasion in the Pridelands: Chapter One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was dark by now, the stars just beginning to peep out in the sky while the sickle-moon shone faintly through the smog of the city. Zim walked down the sidewalk with his fists clenched angrily at his sides. Hours of walking looking for GIR and the little SIR Unit had been back at the base the entire time! That horrible robot! Next time Zim would make sure GIR would tell him when he was going out and exactly where he was going.
Suddenly Zim stopped mid-stride, looking back over his shoulder. For the past block and a half a suspicious looking bush had been shadowing him and sure enough it was still there, only five feet from him now. Zim narrowed his eyes. "Dib, this is your most pitiful spying attempt yet." He said. The bush rustled and the unmistakably big head of Dib popped out of the top. "Took you long enough to notice." Dib sneered. "Did you only just now realize I was here?"
"Of course I new you were here! Yes! It was… uh… all part of my plan. Yes! You have walked ri
Forgiveness?Forgiveness?Forgiveness?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What makes you think you're worthy?
You think just a few kind words will fix everything?
That everything shall be forgotten because you wish?
It doesn't work like that.
But I'll smile and say everything's okay,
when really the memories never fade
and truly never forgive you for what happened.
You don't deserve my forgiveness
and to think that you not only do, but are entitled to it,
shows just what kind of person you are.
No, I will never forgive you,
so while I smile and pretend to tolerate you,
don't let your guard down for a second.
I'm just waiting, waiting for that perfect moment
when I can hurt you,
as much as you hurt me.
You're not worthy of my forgiveness.
Short Valduggery FanFic Part IShort Valduggery FanFic Part I6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Skulduggery lead Valkyrie through the darkened chambers of the catacombs by the light of a flaring torch, they had been travelling like this for a while now, and, according to Skulduggery, they werent even half the way there. He was careful not to stumble over any loose bricks; Valkyrie hung onto his boney arm, following his footsteps very carefully.
Are we there yet? Valkyrie whispered to him.
Am I stopping? Skulduggery whispered in answer to her.
Well then apparently not
It had always amazed Valkyrie that Skulduggery could talk or, even the fact that he was somehow alive, but him speaking, without a tongue, always made her wonder. Its magic. He had replied, but she wanted to know how it was done, exactly the method, but with things he either didnt know, or wanted to keep secret, Skulduggery was always vague; which also happens to be how they ended up in the catacombs of Paris
An Old LegendAn Old Legend3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ages long gone and ages long passed
Shades of grey, man's memory fades fast
The glory days told of old
Shines as brightly as silver and gold
Before the dark, before the strife
Before many of the spans of life
There lied the glory that men bore
The gilded light of Westernesse's shore
That era of brilliance, that age of wealth
That time of wisdom and of great health
Those days are passed or so it is said
As now the great kings of lore lie dead
Is there a hope against such reckless hate?
Where does it lie? The enemy's gate
Draws nearer every day
And now there is little that holds him at bay
But still we hold on to legends and tales
What more will we have when the strength of men fails?
There is still one yet who holds the power
To aid this land in its darkest hour.
From father to son, the title has been given
In the shadows these brave people have striven
To drive away the darkness that besets all
While there is still life in them, men shall not fall
I know the king shall come again, f
The Last Uniting Gesture of a Geriatric LabradorOn this day, the world did not end.The Last Uniting Gesture of a Geriatric Labrador2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
In the past month, I had a feeling it was happening. Cogniscently, it registered that this was an inevitability. I was counting down the hours, though no one tells you how many there are to count. Work. School. Food. Mess. Things don't slow down in the last days, they speed up. Little things eat up more time than you ever thought they would. Food. Bread. Toast. Butter. Take the bag out of the fridge. Take a slice out. Put it down. Wait. In the meantime, see if she needs anything.
Some days were better than others. We didn't go for walks anymore, but pride made her champion up and down those stairs every time. In her later years, she wobbled, but accepted no help. If a dog could show disdain, she managed it better than any other. She started to turn her nose up at her old food. We gave her canned. After six months, she turned her nose up at that. We gave her the vet stuff. The good stuff. The lamb-and-rice premium aged dog formula. I think my dog beca
.: SILENCE :..: SILENCE :.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never liked silence.
It's why I leave on my TV while I sleep
Or blast music when I'm home alone.
I'll even sing a tune myself,
If it keeps out the silence.
So why is it so surprising, then,
That I've grown so overly frustrated
With your unresponsive critical hit?
I can only do so much myself---
I've reached out,
Cranked up the volume,
I've shouted and sang and cried and screamed!
But you let the silence creep in,
And now there's just... n o t h i n g.
I hate your silence.