In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyes
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she sits on the ground
Keeping their distance and letting her drown
In her own worries and things she won't tell
Waiting for her mind to kill her as well…
Hollyleaf's Insanity- Chapter 2"Hollyleaf, time for the dawn patrol." It was Cloudtail, Firestar's kin. Hollyleaf groaned and forced herself up. She shook the moss from her pelt and stared at Cloudtail. "Now that Leafpool's dead, Jayfeather'll need help gathering herbs," he mewed. Hollyleaf grinned. She used catmint to cover up her scent on Leafpool's body so no one would know who killed her, and she sneaked out of camp to wash her blood-stained black fur. Everyone was shocked at Leafpool's horrific death, especially Jayfeather, who was now the Clan's new medicine cat. They buried Leafpool and sat vigil for her on the night of her death. Firestar and Sandstorm were devastated. Leafpool was their kit, and now she's gone. Both were sad, but the one who was the saddest out of all of them was Squirrelflight, Leafpool's sister. Squirrelflight! Hollyleaf thought with disgust. She planned to kill her next, since she was the other cat that lied to her about being her 'mother'.Hollyleaf's Insanity- Chapter 22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Hollyleaf!" Cloudtail's growl sn
England x CurlyHaired!/Natural! Reader“…….Owwwww , ow, ow, ow, OWWWWWW!!!!” ______ screamed in irritation.England x CurlyHaired!/Natural! Reader2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Arthur sighed and took another sip of his of Earl Grey. This could mean one thing: his wife was attempting to straighten her hair again.
“AAAAARRRGHH MY EAR!!”
He sighed again and sat his cup down on the coffee table. Honestly, he didn’t see what the big deal was. He loved ______’s hair just as it was. Why did she feel the need to straighten it? He leaned back in his chair and tilted his head towards the bathroom. “Need some help in there, love?” He projected loud enough to be heard over the sounds of utter chaos. “N-no! I’m fine! I’ll be out as soon as I get the ba- OW, DANG IT!!” Arthur chuckled lightly. She was just as stubborn as he was the time he tried to cook her breakfast on her birthday. He wondered if he had gotten all of the ‘scrambled eggs’ off of the windows…
Character - Fortune AdjusterCome in, boy, come in. No, I will call you boy. The carnival manager is Boy to me too, do not think yourself so high and mighty. Come in, you want your fortune told by the old circus hag, yes? Come in, sit here, let me peer at you in the shade. You want your future told? A simple task, for I have already seen it in my inner eye. But more than simply tell, I will change. In truth I am not a teller of fortunes, but an adjuster.Character - Fortune Adjuster4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The youth of today, worried about the future, ha! The future happens over and over, will happen just as it has happened. All I need are your anchors, the things deciding your future. For example, that pretty little thing you left outside, she is no anchor. She will change you, yes, she will eat up your pocketbook! I saw her, I saw her jewelry and fake breasts. No, look at me, not at her. You did not bring her into the tent, you do not see her as part of your future, yes? She is a fun little fling, am I right? Oh, you think it shameful for me to speak of such thing
LoZ Four Sword 2PrologueLoZ Four Sword 25 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Green looked at the clock. 'Five more minutes...' He thought. Blue, sitting in front of him, looked like he was ready to explode. Vio, in the back of the room, was reading a book quietly. Across the hall, Red was almost vibrating in his seat he was so excited. Shadow was trying not to laugh at how silly Red looked bouncing in his seat the way he was. Suddenly, the bell rang and the classrooms roared with cheers as the clock read 3:00 P.M. Green immediately got out his phone to call Princess Zelda, as she had left the day before on a long vacation. Vio put his bookmark back in his book, put his book in his bag, and went out to his locker. Shadow was already in the hall digging through his locker for any extra stuff he had left in it. Vio opened his locker door and grabbed a few books he had read but was going to read over the summer and put them in his pack. Vio's locker was by Shadow's and Red's, with Blue's on the other side of Red's and Green's beside S
Slenderman*Thump*Slenderman3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Wha-...What was that?
I wake up from a dreamless sleep just in time for the second blow.
The walls shudder and suddenly I'm on the floor, gripping the carpet fiercely as the room rattles around me. I shut my eyes tight, hoping for the worst. Then, all of a sudden, the shaking of the house comes to a complete halt. No aftershock, no rumbling. Complete silence.
I stand up, dazed and confused, as I hear a small patter down the hallway coming towards my room. Scared breathless, I had no idea what to expect. Was someone trying to bomb us? Had someone broken in our house? I had no time to think.
The room was pitch dark, so I felt down the plaster walls frantically, circling my bedroom until I found the closet door. I opened it slowly and jumped inside, leaving a small crack to observe the inside of my dark room. Sitting down amongst clothes and other personal belongings, I waited silently in a blanket of darkness.
The patter I had heard down the hallway became mu
Evelyn the OCD"Did you check the lock?"Evelyn the OCD4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I shoot a death glare towards the figure perched on the counter. "Yes, I checked the locked."
"Jeez! No need to get snippy! I'm just trying to help."
"Sure you are."
Gracefully, she slides off of the counter to her feet and strides over to me.
"Where are ya goin'?"
"I'm going to bed now. It's late."
She smirks and I feel uncomfortable. Her smile is never comforting or warm. It's always cocky and every time I see it I want to beat it off her face with a frying pan.
Now she's in my face. I try to look away but she cups my face with her hand and forces me to look into those black eyes.
"Are we sure that we checked the lock?"
Her eyes are so hypnotic. It's like I'm looking into a black abyss. It makes my chest feel cold.
"I already checked the stupid lock, now let me go to bed."
"Come on kiddo, I'm just looking out for you. I don't think that you checked the lock properly. Why don't we go have another look, hmm?"
She leans down and speaks softly in my ear. "Do it
One WishSorry.One Wish4 years ago in Settings More Like This
That was the only word that was constantly ringing through Wheatley's head for the past three years in space. Or at least he thought it was five years. After a few meteor showers he went through caused his internal clock to break, he could only rely on a hunch. But back to the matter at hand, he was sorry. Sorry he was bossy and mean and evil. As the little robotic sphere drifted endlessly around the moon he only could think of one thing, to say sorry to that lady
If I had one wish, only one It would be to apologize to Chell Wheatley thought. The only reason he was thinking and not jabbering his non-existent mouth off was because he was saving it for
"SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!" A screech of joy came from behind Wheatley. It would have made him jump in surprise if he wasn't use to the usual outbursts from his constant companion.
"SPACE!! We're in SPACE!!" A sphere similar looking to Wheatley ecstatically yelled as it twirl
TFP FurFormers: Knockout x BreakdownDon't like slash, don't read please..TFP FurFormers: Knockout x Breakdown2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Pairing: Knockout x Breakdown
"You're far from your territory aren't you cat ?" Breakdown sniffed the air, big ears pointing up when he turned around and looked up into the tree. The wolf stopped what he was doing when he heard that smooth chuckle and purr. "Aww how'd you know big mech ?" the cat asked playfully. Breakdown snorted, but nonetheless moved closer, wanting to see the cat for himself. He ducked his built form under a few branches and searched the tree with big golden optics.
There he was. His red coat could be spotted a mile away. The small cat smiled and winked down at the wolf, lying back against the branch and arching his back off it as he stretched. "Hey there " he said with a smirk. "What are you doing here cat? You should be in your own territory. You'll get yourself killed out here." Breakdown responded gruffly. The red cat chuckled again. "Oh, I didn't know you cared for my safety. And the name
Dissidia Quotes: CeodoreCeodore HarveyDissidia Quotes: Ceodore3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. Let's get this going.
2. I'm not going to run away from this.
3. I'll show you what I'm made of.
4. Here we go.
Low HP: I won't be counted out yet.
Low HP: All I have to do is press forward.
Strong Opponent: I'm not letting you beat me!
Strong Opponent: I'll show you my strength!
Weak Opponent: Maybe this is a bad idea.
Weak Opponent: I'll try and make this quick.
Warrior of Light: Let us see if you can live up to expectations.
Garland: You will never surpass me, child.
Firion: I guess we can give this a shot.
The Emperor: You pose no threat to me whatsoever.
Onion Knight: Let's see who's the strongest!
Cloud of Darkness: Hindered by doubt are we?
Cecil: And just who might you be?
Golbez: I look forward to seeing your strength.
Kain: In need of assistance?
Ceodore: There's no doubting who I am.
Bartz: Why does everyone like flying so much?
Exdeath: Your existence is less than nothing.
Gilgamesh: Wait! You're not Bartz!
Terra: I'm willing to go as
2. Love"Mermaids!" yelled one of the crew members. The Alliance, our ship, burst into total chaos. I had never seen a mermaid before. I snuck a peak of the side of the boat while tying down something. The pandaemonium slowly settled as the entire ship was encased in the most beautiful sound ever heard.2. Love3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The mermaids began to sing. The sailors all ran to the sides to catch even the littlest glimpse of the mermaids. There were three, with glistening golden hair and tails. Skimpy shells covered their chest giving them an un-needed boost to their attraction. All three sang in the most beautiful harmony. That was the moment I knew, I was in love.
We could hear many crew members take boats or even dive down into the depths of the water. All the pirates still safely aboard the vessel watched either the beautiful mermaids singing or the horrendous ones clawing the 'sacrificed' men to bits.
One by one, men peeled away and started working again. Everyone but me. I stayed watching the love of
1. IntroCassandra is what most people call a dreamer. She had wanted everything ever since she was little. She wanted to learn every type of magic. Cassandra wanted to ride all kinds of dragons. She wanted to tame a wild griffin like she saw on tv. Cassandra wanted to see a real unicorn in the wild. That little girl wanted everything she could or could not handle.1. Intro3 years ago in Settings More Like This
When Cassandra turned 16, like every other 16 year old in Eporue, she was forced to live on her own.
Network Races: NymphsRACES OF THE NETWORKNetwork Races: Nymphs1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
TERMS- HISTORY - POPULATION - RACIAL FEATURES - TODAY - NOTABLES
- 'Nymph' is the general term. Major classes of nymphs are those of water (naiad), vegetation (dryad), land (oread), caves (lampad), and fire (igniad).
- 'Nymph' can have nudge-nudge-wink-wink connotations, so they're alternately called elemental humanoids by the politically correct and the stuffy.
- Are traditionally referred to with female pronouns though they're not inherently gendered beings.
- Technically they're not a race or even a species, because they have no hand in the creation of new nymphs and existing nymphs have nothing like a social society or culture. If anything, they are a sporadic natural phenomenon that happen to be self-aware.
- Nymphs are sentients that come to be in places of concentrated natural magic. (Such places are the result of the Network's closely overlying neighbor dimension- which leaks the mad
Naruto OC: Character Info TemplateNARUTO Shippūden character infoNaruto OC: Character Info Template3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
*Remember to remove anything in [BRACKETS]
Age:[ Remember to add an age for Pre-Shippūden AND Shippūden]
Species:[Ex. Human, Zetsu (Half Plant), Kisame (Half Shark), Etc]
Fear(s): [Try and make it unique, Google a list of fears; EX. Try not to make it something like Blood or The dark these are overused and cliche :c ]
Weakness(es): [Remember everyone has weaknesses!]
Kekkei Genkai:[If any,Remember not every clan needs a Kekkei Genkai :3]
Status: [Is your clan fully functional,In hiding or is everyone dead? ]
[This is what members of your clan usually have, for example Hyuuga's usually seem to have paler skin,and brown or black hair, and of
GermanyxItaly - IntoxicatedGermany x Italy - IntoxicatedGermanyxItaly - Intoxicated3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Germany was once again annoyed to find that he could not concentrate on his work. Normally, he would give his workload his full attention and finish it in quick succession, and then he would concentrate on even more work. He liked being productive; it made him feel useful when he managed to complete his paperwork on time and get praised for it. Lately though, he wasn't being very productive. No, this one thought had been swimming around in his mind for a while, washing away any other thoughts. This thought was Italy. Of course he'd thought of Italy before; he usually wondered such things as whether or not he was safe, and what way was the best way to teach him to tie his laces; but he'd never thought about him this much before, and it was driving him insane. He ended up getting worried out of his mind for Italy's safety, and concerned as to whether Italy would ever tie his laces by himself, thus becoming independent (Though Germany didn't really mind Italy
2P england X Reader Evil twin chapter 4“See, I told you this would be fun.”2P england X Reader Evil twin chapter 42 years ago in Settings More Like This
‘Alex, but call me Al Babe,’ as he said his name was, had now tied you to a chair in what you assumed was a basement, or some kind of abandon warehouse. you tried to put up a fight earlier, but soon realized it was useless and gave up.
Al leaned back against the wall next to the chair, his eyes focused on you.
“So, (name) was it?” you nodded.
“How did a girl like you get mixed up with a psychopath like Oliver?” you felt a scowl grow on your face as he said this.
“What do you mean ‘psychopath’?! Oliver is nothing like that! How dare you say that!” you shouted, offended that he would call him that.
“Believe what you want doll but Oliver is the craziest son of a bitch I’ve ever meant.” Your brow wrinkled.
‘How dare he talk about Oliver like that. Calling him a-a psychopath!’ you huffed, wanting to yell at him, but knowing better.
“You might consi
Malec:: The KissI spotted him in the crowd, his hair pulled back out of his face, wearing fighting gear. His eyes were lined with sparkling black eyeliner, but except this his face was void of any makeup. I knew it was him before I even took all of his features into account.Malec:: The Kiss3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"There's Magnus!" I exclaimed, pushing my way towards him, leaving Simon and Isabelle alone in the crowd. As I left, I heard the two of them whispering behind me, but I did not care.
"Magnus!" I hollered, nearing the warlock, who turned, a look of almost surprise on his face that was calmed very quickly.
"Alexander." He spoke.
"It's Alec." I corrected him, and did not let him respond before I continued speaking. "I was wondering; perhaps you would want to be my partner for this Alliance rune?" I asked him. He looked slightly taken aback.
"But, Alexanbut Alec what about your pare"
"I don't care." I interrupted. "And my parents shouldn't care. I need a partner, and I'm asking you."
Magnus was silent for a moment. Th
AustriaxReader Moonlight SonataAustriaxReaderAustriaxReader Moonlight Sonata3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
You had always loved music. Not the kind that people commonly listen to, but classical music. It had always been your safe haven, no matter what you were feeling. When you were angry, Ride of the Valkyries composed by Richard Wagner would do, no matter how silly the title sounded. When you were sad, Lacrimosa composed by Mozart was your music of choice, but when all other music failed to make an impact on your mood, one piece of music could always be counted on.
Moonlight Sonata composed by Ludwig van Beethoven was your favorite piece of classical music without a doubt. The beautiful piano piece always sent a chill down your spine, and so as you sat in the Musikverein, one of the most prestigious and world renewed Austrian music venues, you couldn't help but let the beautiful piece of music wash over you. It took four years and countless hours of work to even be allowed inside the building. Sadly, the only way you could get into the show was by working as a stage hand fo
Against Nature"Mommy!" The call shatters the peace I fumble to carry like a bell in an abandoned cathedral. I can't stop myself from looking for the little girl whose voice pierces my heart.Against Nature2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I can't find her. The park is full of children - too full. Shrieks bleed with laughter, buried under the heavy pounding near my temples. Children push against me, protesting as I rush by. Heads raise as nearby adults track me with wary eyes. They see a frantic parent seeking her child, but no amount of sympathy inspires them to do more. The sharp tang of fear burns; no matter how quick I am or how many times I search the colorful maze of jungle gyms, I can't find her.
It's faster to work around the crowd but now the trees block my path. Shadows peek from behind sprawling trees, giggling at my misfortune. It's hard to remember if the girl's voice was panicked when she called for me or if I had imagined it. Was I wrong?
A familiar sound stops me. The giggles I hear belong to a wild blonde who waves to me
Pitch Black aka The Boogie ManListen children, listen wellPitch Black aka The Boogie Man2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I have a story that I must tell
The Boogieman is here you see
And he has come for you and me
The Boogieman is here
He's right above your head
He comes for you in the night
And hides under your bed
He's very tall and lean
His eyes a glowing yellow
He's not very mean
But he is a scary fellow
Pitch Black is his name
And he likes it that way
Scaring is his game
So good luck today
It's Halloween night
The day to get scared
Get ready for a fright
Not some giant Easter hare
You can't see him
But he can see you
Now he's getting ready
For some little kid stew!
You may not like him
But he doesn't really care
He'll make the lights go dim
And he'll give you quite a scare
Black horses made of nightmares
They are his loyal steeds
With a flick of his wrist
They will follow, yes indeed
Still don't see him
He'll be under your bed
Monsieur Charlatan - The novelMonsieur Charlatan - The novel2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Central Paris; April, 1931.
As the mid-morning sun climbed high into the spring sky above the Parisian cityscape; from within the apartment of a building to which the curtains were all tightly drawn, a song by Lucienne Boyer could be heard playing on a gramophone.
“Parlez-moi d'amour, Redites-moi des choses tenders, Votre beau discours, Mon cœur n'est pas las de l'entendre, Pourvu que toujours, Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes, Je vous aime”
Sucking on the dying embers of his twelfth cigarette in the past hour, Isidore Charlatan; once a noted Private Detective of some repute, was standing alone in his salon wearing the same shirt and trousers he had changed into several days ago. He was drunk. He remembered the last time he felt this drunk; yesterday and the day before that and the day before th
Drowned : Pokemon CreepypastaI was playing my Pokémon SoulSilver. It was a bright, sunny, summer afternoon. One of my brothers was over at a friends', playing Modern Warfare 2 as usual. The other was in his room. I was battling Moltres, the third bird of the Legendary Bird Trio. I was in Silver Cave, right between Kanto and Johto, and was down on my last Pokémon, already. Sadly, I had pretty weak Pokémon. I had only my Lugia, Wake, left. My most favorite Pokemon in my entire team. Even he was on low HP, even though he had a major type advantage. I could've almost sworn that Moltres was glitched. 'Moltres used Flamethrower! Wake was burned!' A textbox read. Wakes HP lowered, just turning red. "Damn " I whispered to myself. I had Wake use Dive. 'Wake used Dive!', a textbox read. 'Wake hid underwater! Moltres used Ancient Power! Wake avoided the attack. Wake is hurt by burn! Wake drowned.' Woah. Wake DROWNED? No please, thankyouverymuch. The screen read, "MadDrowned : Pokemon Creepypasta3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Dissidia Quotes: MaenadMaenadDissidia Quotes: Maenad3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. You cannot win.
2. You will die.
3. Very well.
4. You waste my time.
Low HP: So we fight.
Low HP: I will win.
Strong Opponent: You are still too weak.
Strong Opponent: An inferior species.
Weak Opponent: Incomprehensible.
Weak Opponent: You fail to see the gap between us.
Warrior of Light: You shall not go beyond this point.
Garland: What a pitiful creature.
Firion: Do you even have a dream?!
The Emperor: I see potential use in you.
Onion Knight: There's something not right about you.
Cloud of Darkness: Bringing about the end, are we?
Cecil: I demand to know who you are!
Golbez: I shall put a stop to you.
Kain: I will show you my pride and strength!
Maenad: And where are the others?
Bartz: 'Incomprehensible'? Are you calling me stupid?
Exdeath: Do away with this pitiful realm.
Gilgamesh: Wait, where am I? How'd I get here?
Terra: You're not taking anything!
Kefka: Hehe~! I like the way you think!
Cloud: You don't have the right to end our existence.
Imagination StationImagine you're sitting on a bench. It's a public bench, it's black, plastic and spartan. But oddly, it's not uncomfortable. Now look around you. You're in a subway station, it's that sort of calm period between trains. The curved white tile walls are barely visible behind thousands of flyers, posters...thousands of unfinished thoughts. It's like being in a psychadelic tornado. You are trying to read each flyer, but there are too many, too many details, you can't process all this information, just accept it and move on. Some of the colourful sheets peel away from the wall, dissolving as they float to the ground. For a second there is silence. Then you hear it, a rumbling It's getting closer and closer. It's shaking the walls and more flyers fall, autumn leaves in a gale. Then the train bursts into the station, blowing thousands of these ideas into oblivion. It stops. With a polite ding the doors open and suddenly new posters and flyres are covering the walls, flocking from the train likImagination Station4 years ago in Profiles More Like This