The Anime WorldI have many different lives and personalities.The Anime World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm reborn in many unique worlds as new people.
In one life, I'm watching a headless rider ride past me on a motorcycle with no headlights.
In another life, I'm a soon to be magical girl making a contract.
Another, I'm working beside the greatest detective of all to solve an almost impossible case.
Another, I'm perfecting the art of alchemy.
Another, I'm selling my soul to the devil.
I have many different lives, I experience new things each time I'm reborn, and I learn new lessons and make mistakes along my path.
I’m taken from my worlds when I shut the TV off.
I really wished I lived in an anime world.
Dress up- Create ShakeDress up- Create Shake5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
WELCOME TO CREATE SHAKE!
is not a dress up game flash but,
THIS IS A GAME I CREATED while playing with my bud.
Ok so i have a dress up game app on my ipod so pick a number from each of these list.
When you are done telling me the # of each of the list i will upload the character to DA and send you a link. ^^
its fun ^^
so ready? steady? CREATE SHAKE!!!
Skin tone [1-5]
Hair style [1-17]
Hair color [1-48]
Eye color [1-48]
Eye brows [1-5]
Pick a number. ^^ you can say none of them on one of them like the hat or jacket or something. pick a number ^^
tell me the number on each subject on the list here in the description and then i will send you the character ^^
Thanks and Have fun!
Why I oppose spankingTW: Mild self-harmWhy I oppose spanking2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I was spanked as a child. I was a well-behaved youngster who needed little discipline and was generally obedient and respectful to the best of my ability. I can probably count the number of times I was spanked on my fingers. I was not scarred for life by this ordeal, I am well-adjusted, and I have never reacted by being violent to others. To all appearances, I am a testament to the value of the practice of spanking.
And yet, I oppose it. Vehemently.
This was not always so. For most of my life, I assumed that spanking was a generally useful practice that taught kids to expect consequences to their actions. It promoted personal responsibility, I was told, and enforced respect. I fully expected that I would spank my own children (hopefully not often). I further expected that children who were not spanked would likely be unruly, disrespectful, and lack a sense of responsibility and self-control.
However, as I began to
The sin of sexual attractionBeing raised Pentacostal meant adhering to the strictest possible modesty standards. Long before I had any idea of what sex was, I knew that it was a sin for women to wear pants, jewelry, modern clothes, cut their hair, or do anything else that might distinguish them from the illustrations in the “Little House on the Prairie” books I read. The reason given was “modesty” which I understood in the vaguest sense to be a way for women to not exalt themselves or draw attention to themselves. A loud woman was an immodest woman, by my reckoning. I’m sure the church would not have disagreed with me there.The sin of sexual attraction3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
At an older age, however, I was introduced to Josh Harris’ “I Kissed Dating Goodbye” series, and all of the toxic purity drivel that came with it. Suddenly I had a new idea of modesty. It wasn’t about the woman at all… it was about the man. It was explained to me that men would be caused to
My Vampire Romance 5 -edited-"How long is she staying? Forever!?" Elizabeth smiled hopefully up at Mark, but his smile almost seemed to instantly fade once </I>forever</I> escaped her lips.My Vampire Romance 5 -edited-8 years ago in Teen More Like This
"Elizabeth," He stared down at his sister. Elizabeth sighed, nodding a bit before smiling up at me.
"I should probably head home soon..." I trailed off, not really wanting to leave. "But I could come back tomorrow." I smiled.
Mark and Elizabeth both nodded, smiling a bit.
"Tomorrow's my last day though, I have to go back to grandmother's to go to school."
"That's not a problem. Luscious could come pick you up from school and you could come over to my house. You having problems in any of your subjects?" Mark asked.
I hung my head, nodding a bit.
"Yea. Algebra II."
"Not a math kid?" He teased.
"No! I hate math with a burning passion that burns like the fiery flames of hell!" I yelled, getting into my little explanation.
Mark busted out laughing and I looked up to him, smiling sheepishly.
"Sorry. Obviously, I really
Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 1Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘Drip, drip, drip, drip…’
The distant sound of persistent water filled your dark consciousness, the swirling mass of shadows that was your mind seeming to brighten if only slightly by the recognition of a sound. Your thoughts struggled to surface from the abyss of ebony, a dull feeling of pain from somewhere on your body seeming to lull you back into the far depths of sleep. Finally, with more effort than you had thought, you managed to complete a thought.
The booming echo of thunder seemed to consume your entire world of blackness, the deafening sound answering your thoughts post haste. The sound, in most circumstances, would have frightened you. However, in your state of semi-consciousness, it only served as the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Your train of thought came back to you abruptly, causing you to let out a light groan as the once dull pain resonating through your body suddenly became prominent. Your
Male Empowerment?Whenever I enter the world of feminist debate, I inevitably end up talking about men. Strange. I think a lot of people see it as a sign of the male-centric viewpoint that we are trying to overcome, but I think it is something more... something that shouldn't be ignored. Feminism is not all about women. Feminism is also about helping men.Male Empowerment?3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
However, I want to make it clear that this is the very antithesis of the male-empowerment fad which basically states, "men have problems too, so why don't we get a rights movement?" Not only is this sort of argument incredibly self-centered, it is completely backwards. Society's idolization of the masculine is, in fact, the root of most of these problems! Consider some of the most common complaints about inequality against men.
-Men are expected to support a family.
-Men are expected to treat women with chivalry and pay for their drinks/meals/etc.
-Men are placed under much more restrictive gender-role ex
AloisXCiel: Chapter 1 AloisxCiel Chapter 1AloisXCiel: Chapter 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Yoai warning! Dont like it, dont read it!
"Time to wake up, Your Highness."
Lights flood into Alois Trancy's room,and he opens his eyes.Staring at the ceiling for a moment,the Trancy Earl sat up.It was November 16th.
"What are we doing today, Claude?"Alois asks, as the butler dresses him.
"Today,I'm off to the city with Hannah.You and the Triplets will be the only ones home today."Claude answers in a monochrome voice.
Alois sighed knowing that the day would be boring."What time are you leaving?" he says as they walk out of his r
Fuck the SystemThis is the poem that will change the world. It's about;Fuck the System6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Lonely nights when
Waking up is the last thing you
Want even when the
Risk of night terrors could have
You screaming into the night.
It's about sex, drugs, and
Even more sex because love doesn't
Exist in a world like ours.
We'll spend our whole lives waking
In different strangers' beds
Until we find one that smells like home.
It's about growing up too fast and
The pursuit of happiness.
Coloring outside the lines.
Fighting the system and breaking the rules.
It's about stardust
Dreaming, wishing, and kissing.
This poem is about the fat girl who still manages to call herself beautiful.
The drug addict who still has a family to go home to.
The widow who can still smile for his children each day.
The rebel who strives to be different.
The child who's always wanted to fly
And the young poet who dreams of changing the world.
Canada X fem! America. Here's a tip for Ya.Canada X fem! America. Here's a tip for Ya.3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Allison walked down the street to her favorite little cafe, a happy go lucky grin adorning her face. Her dirty blonde hair bouncing, and baby blue eyes shining behind her thick framed glasses. She would always go to the new café called, "French & English Maple Tea." whenever she got hungry and had some free time Which was pretty often. Turning the corner, she entered the café, a little bell signaling someone had entered. The café was kind of small, big windows everywhere, wooden tables and chairs, comfy booths, a little bar to watch any sports games that happened to be playing that day, and a cozy little room with a fire place and couches to snuggle in during winter time.
Happily plopping herself down in a booth near the window, she picked up a menu, even though she didn't really need it. She knew everything on the menu like the back of her hand. She put the menu down and took out her phone, playing unblock me, while waiting for a waiter to come and take her order.
2p!Canada x reader- yeah I'm badass! (part 4)Alright there is slight...slight sexual themes but I didn't feel the need to put a censor. If you think I should...tell me! Oh and there is slight violence and language...enjoy~!2p!Canada x reader- yeah I'm badass! (part 4)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"U-uh! I was suppose to see Nancy this Weekend!", you reminded yourself and shook your head.
"Screw that, you're staying here", Mathew smiled and nuzzled your neck.
"N-not fair. I don't know my way home"
Mathew bit down on your neck. You cursed loudly as you grabbed a hold of his shoulders.
"O-ow! That hurt!"
"Shut up", he told you while kissing on your shoulders and trying to get your shirt off.
"M-mathew! I just started dating you like twelve minutes ago"
"So?", he responded back and blankly stared at you. You looked at his sunglasses, trying to see his eyes through them. You got annoyed when you couldn't then slapped them off his face.
"That's better. Those pissed me off"
You ran your fingers threw his hair and slammed your lips into his. After a few seconds, he pushe
This is LoveAll whores and sluts- love doesn't stand for- Legs Open Very EasyThis is Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To all the players who treat women as game- you don't know what love is..... maybe you should try and find out
adults who don't want love, they just want sex or money- the day you meet your special person sex and money won't matter
For all you rapists, sex offenders, pedophiles- burn in hell you rotten pieces of human flesh
Love is varied from person to person. It means many different things
But usually it averages out to be the same.
In my point of view
When you love someone you don't love them because they are the prettiest girl in class. Or the skinniest. Or the Smartest.
When you love someone you don't love them because they are the most popular guy. Or the funniest. Or the most athletic.
Its loving the person because they have a good interior.
Love means holding that special boy/girl in your arms as tightly as you can not just to comfort them but to comfort yourself; goin
Switzerland x Reader: Chapter 1 Switzerland x Reader: Chapter 1Switzerland x Reader: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a month since [Name] had left the United States for Switzerland, to attend the University of Bern, in the capital city of Bern. It had taken the [h/c] young woman some time to adjust to not only living on her own but getting used to the professors speaking German. Good thing she was pretty damn fluent in the language. But she did enjoy speaking English with the friends that she made. She was really close to her roommate, a Hungarian girl named Elizabeta. She also hung out with a Belgian girl named Laura who she met through Elizabeta. Currently [Name] and Elizabeta were both absorbed in doing their homework at their desks in the room they shared. The Hungarian finished her homework first and put it away before standing and turning her attention to [Name], “Would you like me to get you something from the restaurant that Roderich and I are going
I Dream of Swiss Chocolate Ch 1 SwitzerlandxReaderI Dream of Swiss Chocolate Ch 1 SwitzerlandxReader4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"That time of year is coming again..." You sighed as you rest your head on your hands. You sat at one of the lunch tables outside along with your friends Elizabeta, Bella, and Lili. (Hungary, Belgium, and Liechtenstein)
You gazed over at your crush, Basch. (Pronounced Vash; Switzerland, of course) He sat with his so called "friends". You laughed as he brought out his revolver gun and shot it at the ground, Roderich (Austria) was making him angry again so he gave a warning shot into the grass.
You could even hear him yell,"I CAN'T DO THAT! SUGGEST THAT AGAIN AND I'LL SHOOT YOU!" You thought his Swiss accent was just so adorable. You giggled.
"[Y/N], it's Senior year, you've been staring at Basch ever since our Freshman year. Go talk to him already!" Elizabeta tried to persuade you into talking to your all time high school crush. Well...you liked him since Kindergarten, you knew him ever since then. You couldn't help but fall for the Swiss boy. He was even the first kid to talk to you on
On To Dead Little GirlsSpiders hang from threads made of shadows.On To Dead Little Girls3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood dripping from his tongue,
Silence flooding the sky.
He’s pouring salt along open wounds,
Bandaging them with dust,
Disinfecting with poison.
Black roses on a coffin
For a small little girl
In a pale pink dress
And cuts along her
Frozen clocks begin to move
The sun has risen,
Early morning light
Shining brightly in the sky.
He walks to the graveyard,
Setting white daisies on
The little girl’s
Days go by,
And he sits there.
Tearing petals off the flowers,
And a butterfly lands on one daisy.
He crawls on his hands and knees,
Holes in his clothes,
Dirt on his fingers.
He tickles the butterfly
And treasures it until it dies.
For the best thing to do
Is rip off the wings of a butterfly…
And sew them onto dead little girls.
VOCALOID SynchronicitySynchronicityVOCALOID Synchronicity6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There is a realm which lives in constant fear of an evil dragon that lives on its outskirts. The dragon is not only evil, but also pretty much all-powerful, so you don't want to cross it...ever. Because of the dragon's influence over the realm, the kingdom's main religion is "dragonism", also known as the Draconic faith. In general, though, the dragon leaves the kingdom in peace, with one small exception. He demands that a young girl be brought to his cave, for him to keep as his prisoner. That girl is forced to sing and dance for him, until she starves to death or collapses from exhaustion. A new "Dragon Diva" is selected whenever one dies. This is pretty much the only thing the dragon demands of the kingdom, so in general, the country's people are more than happy to get the heck out of his way when he's choosing his next victim, or even openly help him, if it means that he'll refrain from wreaking any other kind of havoc on their realm. This is the s
Abuduction.Abduction.Abuduction.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Another convicted paedophile free to walk again.
Currently living by a primary school looking for some new prey to stalk again.
Masks himself as a confidant, someone that the children can call a friend.
Specialises in seducing and lulling its victims in to a false sense of security.
With an ulterior motive driven to defile and desecrate their innocence and purity.
How is this ungodly predator somehow able to evade all configurations of authority?
No one is capable of figuring out why this predator has these vile and vindictive thoughts.
No one can possibly understand how much torture and suffering his actions have brought.
To every family and carer that nurtured, loved, raised and taught
Their young to avoid and not to communicate with strangers.
Performing their duties as guardians, preparing and protecting them from any danger.
For them one day to be kidnapped, taken, leaving only their clothing as remainders.
After the investigations and DNA testing all the headlines will
In Which I Tell Myself To (1) Survive2. Do not choke yourself withIn Which I Tell Myself To (1) Survive1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the name of a murderer
around your neck.
Instead, let it in.
Give it the chance to testify,
because more than likely:
it will understand.
It will tell you we all must
kill something which we love.
But do not let it give you its name:
you, white rabbit girl, grow
too attached (too fast),
and you do not yet know
the angle at which to break
snowcapped knuckles into
3. Open your chest like
dislocated jaws swallowing
down the ends of
AmericaxReader - April FoolsAmericaxReader - April Fools3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Theres a spider in the bath. Normally youre not afraid of spiders, but its a HUGE spider. You scream and run out of the bathroom, Oh my god! AlfredAlfredAlfredAlfredAlfreeeeed!!!
What? he asks.
Spider! Huge spider in the bath! I dont care what you do, just kill it! you yell, running behind him and pushing him towards the door.
He calmly walks into the bathroom and comes back out with his hands cupped, Kay, Ive got it. Open the window.
You run over and push the window open and he approaches you. Suddenly he throws his hands out towards you, launching the spider and making it land on your chest. You scream and freak out, patting yourself down until you pause and look at your feet. There, by your toes, is the spider, upside down with made in china written on the bottom.
You growl and throw yourself at Alfred, hitting him on the arm repeatedly, ALFRED! What the hell, man?! God, I hate you,
Opposites Attract pt.1"Come on, come on!" I muttered to myself as I leaned against Soul's motorbike, waiting for Mr I-need-to-fix-my-hair to hurry up.Opposites Attract pt.14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finally after a few more seconds of waiting, he hurried out the door with half his hand still trying to spike his hair. I sighed in irritation, my eye twitching slightly
"Hurry up Soul, you're hair looks fine!" I snickered as he grumbled at me, jumping on the bike quickly. I got on behind him and we were finally speeding off towards the school. My head was stuck in a fit at the moment, and the air on my face really helped.
Stein was setting a small exam today, but of course, being me, I studied extra hard for it. I've been clumsy all morning, thinking too hard and not exactly seeing where I was going. My head was thumping by the time I had reached Soul's motorbike.
Even Soul had been studying for the test to make up for his failed exam not so long ago. I shuddered visibly remembering his score also.
I was the one who had forced him to study
Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 2Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kizami watched you carefully from his place at the back of the trio, his dark eyes narrowing as Yuka clung to your uninjured arm. For some reason, the young girl had taken with you, despite your obviously uncomfortable demeanor. His gaze hardened.
He would have killed you on sight, had Yuka not been with him. His hand itched to slice at your pale skin with his currently hidden knife, to tear the screams from your rather silent form. You hadn’t talked since your short introduction, and the male was left to wonder why. Perhaps you were just the distant type? Regardless, he wanted more of that soft tone of yours. Directed only at him.
But, Yuka was here.
His plan had been to somehow make up for his past crimes by helping the young girl, but given his current thoughts he knew that in time he would only seek to kill her as well. He had always wanted a younger sister, after all. To repay in kind to how his own treated him. He smirked at the thought, careful to not alert either of you o
Finality-JoshuaxNeku-TWEWYAfter all he'd been through.Finality-JoshuaxNeku-TWEWY3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Those were the only thoughts that helped themselves to the shallowest workings of his brain as he clenched his hands in the bed sheets, numbly thankful for the new absence of chemical smells and the slow, steady beat of a heart monitor. He was utterly blank, besides the few bits of words that floated through his foggy brain. A cough bubbled to his lips. This wasn't fair.
He'd fought too hard to lose it now.
There was no way this could be happening, no possible chance that he was this weak, this helpless and sad. What had everything been for? Three weeks of battling to save himself and the ones he had come to love and he would be struck down by something so… Trivial. Something so painfully mortal when he, while in less-than-humble moods, had thought himself quite great at having achieved what he had achieved. He simply couldn't understand this kind of cruelty. And he, admittedly, was scared. Scared for himself and for his friends, how they would cope