AsylumHehe. He looked around the room... White, white, white. Tile. Paint. Metal. Bed. Cotton. Pillow. Sheets. SHEETS. Sheets. To be strangled. Hehe. Metal barred windows, white bars, dirty glass. Door, white, locked. Little corner with dirty toilet, covered by low white - wall and a cloth door, beige.Asylum7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Bell rings. Baang. Baang. Baang. Baang. Baang. Ring. Dinner soon. The sheets, he grabbed them. Stretch them, move them, make them like a rope. Hehe. Doorknob clicks. Door creaks open, white door, metal doorknob, little metal window up top.
He grinned. So wide, that grin, with the teeth and the wrinkles and everything. The person, white clothes, female, ugly face the voice in the back of his head whispered, asylum worker brought in the tray. Mysterious meat, vegetables, mush. Metal tray, painted white. Person his mind repeats, asylum worker, more loudly this time enters room, puts tray on metal, white painted table.
He brings the cloth the sheets
Wolves and DogA slim and beautiful specimen of a British golden retriever runs for its very life in a dangerous forest known to be filled with animals. But the dog doesnt care in the slightest about animals; he only cares about the humans. Two humans, two male, redneck cameo-covered, shotgun-wielding human men chasing the poor dog through the forest, and are currently shooting at the animal with the guns. The only thing saving this poor animal is the obviously drunk humans inability to aim while running and trying to keep their balance while also avoiding trees.Wolves and Dog5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This dog has never run so fast in his three years of life, never felt such fear, never felt such a hate for the humans that used to care for him. The humans chasing him are yelling gibberish, their words just drunken slur and attempts at cursing. The sound of leaves crunching, twigs breaking, the heavy sound of the boots clomping on the ground, a startled deer darting away, and gunshot are the only things the dog can hear past th
Morby 3 p1-2(MordecaiXRigby) Fanfiction Spanish 3LEE PRIMERO LA DESCRIPCION PORFAVOR!!!!!D:Morby 3 p1-2(MordecaiXRigby) Fanfiction Spanish 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rigby y Mordecai ~
Parte 3 1-2 (si lo seccione en 2 XD)
1-2 "Una cita desastrosa"
hecho por karlastafani
-Mordecai siguió besándolo pero de repente se le vino a la mente el que eso estaba mal e intento finalizarlo-
La persona que había entrado a la casa empezó a acercarse a la sala, escuchando el sonido de los otros dos en la cocina.
-Rigby no quería parar y al notar las intenciones de Mordecai siguió prolongando el beso-
-Se detuvo dispuesto a levantarse de la mesa tomando a Rigby de la cara para sepáralo-
Mmm El mapache aun con sus ojos cerrados buscaba más-
El tercero ya cercano a la cocina pudo escuchar la conversación entre ellos.
-Se separa del todo- Amigo . No puedo seguir con esto... Solo somos "hermanos" Le dijo algo asustado-
Oh Por favor... No... -Pidió avergonzado-
Si Emmm Este...
MurdererIt’s so easy to take a life at any given time.Murderer1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I’m in a good mood…
…so I’ll settle for that spider.
Kill it before it lays eggs.
It’s so easy. Too easy.
Shut the blinds;
Close the door.
You don’t want anyone to see this.
Bring her to her knees. Watch her scream.
What a beautiful scene.
Life is a cruel joke,
Is there a point to all this?
There has to be, right?
He grew up to be the tallest tree
Just to be burned down.
That’s too bad.
No one will remember him anyway.
Friend says she feels alive when she’s dying.
How do I reply?
Whatever, I’ll say something.
Murder these feelings.
They don’t exist if we hide them.
We’re all killers.
Shall we talk about it instead?
Luna de MielEra un día regular en el parque y como de costumbre Benson ya le había encargado el que hacer a Mordecai y rigby.Luna de Miel3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ya casi terminamos!
Genial! Ahora hay que jugar videojuegos y luego terminamos Propuso el mapache-
Si, eso será lo mejor -Deja el rastrillo a un lado y entran a la casa- Oye amigo, no esta todo muy silencioso?
Umm Tienes razón... Pareciera que Benson no esta, ni tampoco Papaleta y los demás, que raro...
Cierto... Conecta el juego y se sienta en el sofá- Bah, da igual
Cierto amigo, deben haber ido a pasear o yo que se!
De seguro... Le alcanza el otro control al mapache cuando al sentir el rose de sus manos se detiene por momento observándolo fijamente a los ojos-
Je... -Lo mira fijamente y da una sonrisa tímida-
Tanto mantenerlo en secreto para los demás hace que casi hasta se me olvide -Acaricia suavemente su pelaje-
A mi también...
Bleeding heartThe events fall into placeBleeding heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One by one
The bells toll slowly
A wind of change blows through
The once peaceful meadow
And one thought is on the sole inhabitants mind,
The victim's heart is placed on the silver altar
The first man steps up and raises his black dagger
To the lightning filled sky
The dagger comes down,
Slicing through the bleeding muscle
It stops its tortured beating for but a moment
Before continuing on
And the one thought on the sole inhabitants mind,
Others come and take stabs at the heart
Some with needles
Some with knives
Yet the heart stays strong always beating
Never to fall silent
And the thought on the sole inhabitants mind,
A small storm starts brewing as the attackers pierce the heart
The clouds and lightning snarl at the foes
But they continue
The thunder roars like a lion
It soothes the heart
Yet the heart knows it cannot always rely on the growling storm
The attacks lessen and the storm's roars grow less frequent.
And the o
TokensBlind wanderer advance,Tokens4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Grief forbear his soft prayer,
His eyes, my own sight.
Of Peeps: Revisited: 2 Youre kidding, Wolfe went pale.Of Peeps: Revisited: 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Not that Im good at recognizing voices, but I heard mechanized revolution while he was muttering. Then he started singing. Radar was still shaking. He couldnt have survived could he?
I doubt it. If the blade in his chest didnt get him, then James cremating him would. Ive gotta see this. Wolfe headed downstairs, Radar following. Almost unconsciously, Wolfe formed a dagger of ice in his hand.
They reached the door to the lab. Sure enough, there was a voice coming from within. Wolfe listened carefully...
La donna è mobile, Qual piuma al vento, Muta d'accento e di pensiero... Wolfe raised an eyebrow.
Whys he singing Rigoletto? Wolfe asked. Radar shrugged.
Whats a Rigoletto?
Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 5Walking on Thin Ice Ch. 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Walking on Thin Ice
That's what he called you that day. Snowflake.
You'd thought nothing of it at the time. It was Jack, after all. He probably called lots of children Snowflake...
But it was after that day...after the evening you'd spent together...that you realised just how endearing the pet name was...
Jack Frost could do many things...But one thing always warmed your heart.
He made snowflakes by hand.
Each was precious.
And no two were alike.
And you realised then...
That's what you were to him. A precious little twinkle unlike any other.
A special little twinkle.
His little twinkle.
The tear that rolled down your cheek was wet. And cold.
But this lone, cold tear didn't signify sadness.
why did u do this to mewhy did you do this to me ?why did u do this to me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what did i do to deserve such pain?
tears falling like rain
painful like a bullet in the brain
heart wounded like its been stabbed
still seeing the claw marks from where it was grabbed
why do we have to hurt each other
painful words you would never say to your mother
love isnt real i think its a lie
a deceptor one uses to make feel better
but in the end the one starts to cry
why do we give our heart out
just waiting for a shout
i love you
i love you
but in the end a person ends up blue
so to what extent is the point of love
is it supposed to fit like a glove?
i say not it can never be
just throw away your heart and let the blood run freely ...
Echoes in the Night Ch. 4Echoes in the Night Ch. 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Excellent," said Ratigan with a smile as he pulled me gently to my feet. He may have been a rat, but at least he had manners. He swept past me to the exit and opened the door. "Well," he said, holding the door open for me, "Shall we?"
But I seemed to be frozen to the spot. I just couldn't make myself move. My shoulders shook slightly, and I felt tears stinging my eyes. This would be the last time I ever saw Basil again.
"Please, Ratigan," I asked quietly. "May I at least say goodbye?"
Ratigan hesitated, but remarkably, he nodded and granted my request. "You have precisely two minutes," he said, pulling out his pocket watch.
Before he could even finish his sentence, I ran over to the cell door and knelt down by the little window, fighting back tears. I looked down at the floor, unable to meet Basil's gaze. I felt as if I were betraying him by agreeing to work for Ratigan like this. Basil was the world's greatest detective; joining forces with a criminal would make me the enemy.
Mommy doesn't knowMommy doesn't know.Mommy doesn't know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mommy doesn't know this
Mommy doesn't know that
Mommy doesn't know that she makes me feel like a monster
Mommy doesn't know how mad I am at her
Mommy doesn't know that I can snap too
Mommy doesn't know that makes me feel ugly
Mommy doesn't know it but she makes me feel fat
She says "I'm putting you on a diet"
She says "We need to go buy you bigger pants"
She says " you have enormous hands"
Mommy is thin
looks 19 but is 35
People think at first
Some way wonder about me
"What happened to her"
They might think
"Her older sister?"
Mommy makes me feel like a mindless slave
Mommy is somewhat carefree
I got a C on a history quiz
Mommy said "it's better than an F"
That made me upset
Does mommy even care?
She says "maybe you didn't study hard enough"
Sorry I'm not thinner
Sorry I don't hate chocolates like you
Sorry I watch cartoons instead Teen Mom
Sorry I do
Luna de Miel 5 -Rigby despierta bostezando- Ayer fue un día muy... "apresurado"Luna de Miel 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mmmm -Se estira enderezándose en la cama- No quiero hablar de ayer
Mordecai... Perdón por no haber estado allí para haberte defendido... Recuerda el papel higiénico-
No, tu no te disculpes amigo, solo... No hablemos de eso -Se levanta-
Esta bien... Pero... Se levanta de su trampolín- Yo... tú... Este...-Se retracta- Nada, mejor olvídalo
Vamos a desayunar, me muero de hambre Sale de la habitación dirigiéndose a la cocina-
Claro Siguiéndolo en cuatro patas hasta entran el la desolada cocina-
-Se pone a preparar el desayuno para los dos como siempre, sabiendo que el resto ya se encontraba trabajando fuera-
-Se sienta en la silla pensativo- Mordecai...
Que pasa, amigo? Sin dejar su tarea-
-Sacude su cabeza arrepintiéndose- Emm no... Nada...Nada...
If It Wasn't For YouIf It Wasn't For YouIf It Wasn't For You2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have the biggest smile on my face,
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had such a big laughing fit.
If it wasn't for you, these happy tears would have never been shed,
If it wasn't for you, I would have turned off my laptop.
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be alive,
If it wasn't for you, I would've committed suicide.
Thank you for making me smile.
Thank you for making me laugh.
Thank you for making me cry.
Thank you for making me watch your videos.
Thank you for making me snap back into reality.
Thank you for making me realize there are people here who love me.
Thank you, for all that you've done Emile.
Thank you for saying "Hey everybody, It's Chuggaaconroy!"
I'll always say Hi back.
Of Peeps: Revisited: 1 Wolfe sat alone in his one room apartment six months after Fangs and James got married. Hed been thinking about the week before the marriage for a while now. It had been one of the most dangerous and exhilarating experiences of his life.Of Peeps: Revisited: 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
They had fought each other, been chased, done some chasing of their own, and had received Avatar-esque powers as Wolfe liked to put it. Strangely, Wolfe had barely used his Ice since.
James, on the other hand, used his Fire at every possible opportunity. Mostly extinguishing and relighting candles when he was bored. Radar, too, found his newfound element very useful in his work. With his Electricity he could create magnetic fields, which he used to float his tools around so that he didnt lose them.
Since that week, the Peeps had got together just about every weekend. They were a good deal closer than they had been before. Sqwid called it bonding by trauma. As yet, no on
A Common TerrorDarkness is constantA Common Terror5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And a killer
-earth's most venomous creature.
We like to think
the world revolves around
But you're appalling, and lesson to all.
the Heart of Light
BTT X Reader: A Un-Fantasico Turn of EventsBTT X Reader: A Un-Fantasico Turn of Events2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
BTT X Reader: A Un-Fantasico Turn of Events
I thought this was going to be a breeze… I was expecting a nice and
(somewhat) romantic week in Italy… But I guess not since dumb, dumber,
and dumbest, decided to join the ride… Here… Let me tell you what went down…
*****~~~~~1 Day Ago~~~~~*****
“Kesesesesese~!!! ZEH BTT IS BACK”, yelled the
Prussian, throwing his bag into the Limo.
“Could you be quiet”, I asked him with every bundle of annoyance.
“Que? What’s wrong chica. You look down”, the Spaniard
said as he took a seat next to me in the back of the limo.
“It’s 2 in the morning… I’m tired”, I sighed
as I rubbed my eyes.
“Mon ami, you do look a little flushed”, the French guy said as
he got into the limo as well, taking a clean campaign bottle and
already pouring some campaign.
The Prussian, Gilbert, soon got into the car and took a seat towards
the driver, who looked qui
LaF R1: EpilogueLaF R1: Epilogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A star-spattered blue velvet began to dominate the sky, as the sun slowly retreated into the horizon. The golden haze dyed the clouds with delightful shades of pink, orange and yellow as it masked behind them, setting a beautifully disturbing atmosphere onto the ghastly Hotel.
A cool breeze blew in the warm night, bringing in a faint keepsake of remote snowy peaks. The solenodon curled up in the springly grass, tail circling the legs. She wasn't fond of open spaces, but had to admit the caress of the breeze was a like a balsam for her sore body. In the distance, the murmur of the participants gathering in the Hotel added to the sounds of silence. She raised her elongated nose, enjoying the scents of the dew-soaked herbs.
"Codie is doing well, I just went to see her. Finnian told me she's hurt and broke some bone, but no permanent injury or whatnot" The animated voice of Capuli fell like a rock in the silence, and the unpollute quietness of the moment fell like a broken glass as he flut
Of Peeps: Revisited: 4 How in the world are we getting to the Himalayas? Fangs voice came from Wolfes watch. All seven Peeps were in a conference call over the watch-phones Radar had built.Of Peeps: Revisited: 46 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Airplane, suggested Ashes. Whats the big deal?
Money mostly. And we dont know how close we can get to where we need to go, Storm said. If only Radars helicopter
Dont. Radar was depressed again. And Ive got a plane, guys.
There was instant uproar.
You never said anything about that before!
I liked my helicopter better. And a plane isnt going to be easy to land on a mountain, Radar explained.
Hes right, Wolfe said. Whatever size it is, its gonna need a landing strip. I wonder if our spirits hav
Writers and Poets“Why are you a poet?”Writers and Poets2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“I’m not a poet.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Then what are you?”
“A word-rhymer, a heart-breaker, a word master. I could go on for a very long time, you know?”
“Oh, I know.”
“And how do you know?”
“Because I’m not a writer.”
“Then what are you?”
“I am a word slinger, a heart’s reflection, a person maker, a story teller. I can go on you, know?”
“Indeed, you are not a writer.”
“Nor are you a poet.”
“We’re much more than that.”
“We’re the guides to our worlds.”
Theoretical Dog GeneticsWhen I was a kid I can remember being confused by the logic of dog genetics presented in cartoons. When two different looking dogs had puppies, the boy puppies looked like the dad and the girl puppies looked like the mom. I can only guess that this lack of originality was an attempt to cash in on the new character's resemblance to an older character that had already won people over, but where's the fun in that? Being the animal nerd that I am, I resolved to give myself a way to design a realistic guide to prevent such blandness.Theoretical Dog Genetics4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
How to use
Much of this has not yet been proven in studies with real dogs, so if you want to learn more about a real dog it is useful to research the specific breed or likely breeds that are in the dog's background.
Each locus is a spot which can hold two possible alleles out of any number present in the whole species. All together the alleles (genotype) give you the final appearance (phenotype). To decide the appearance of offspring of two characters, g
Eyapi - Species infoOverviewEyapi - Species info1 month ago in Profiles More Like This
The Eyapi is a small creature that is always on the move and don't really like to settle in one place. They can easily adapt to different climates and can therefore be found in almost any habitat.
They live in a world similar to earth but much smaller and contains many different forms of magic.
Their diet consists mainly of berries and fruit but they can eat almost anything if needed. they just prefer berries and fruit because of the taste.
They are very defenseless creatures and their best chance of survival is to make sure no enemies gets near. To do so they regularly make really loud noises which keeps enemies at distance. Eyapis are immune to this noise and can not hear it.
Eyapis live together in groups of 5-20 individuals.
Their lifespan is very long, around 300-400 years.
The Eyapi is a small creature. Their average height is 25 inches measured from the top of their head.
Their appearance somewhat varies depending on where they live. The c
Pokemon Rhapsody[Sung to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody]Pokemon Rhapsody4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Is this the real game?
Or Final Fantasy?
Caught in a rock slide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, you could be the champion,
I'm just a trainer, I need no companion,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little
Any way the grass grows doesn't really matter to me, to
Mama just killed 'mon,
Not a thought went through my head, Gary told me he was
Mama, my game's just begun,
I've barely gone and thrown a pokéball
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my turn has come,
I'll send out Mr. Mime, Thumbs are aching all the time
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta catch 'em all (again) and face the world
Mama, ooh, I don't want to lose,
I sometimes wish I'd never been named at all
I see a little Pidgeotto of a man,
Salamence, Salamence, will you do the Magcargo
Thunderbolt and Light Screen, very very frightning me!