I don't careI don't care if you're black, white, Asian, ugly, pretty, gay or lesbian. If you're gonna be nice to me, I'm gonna be nice to you.I don't care1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
PortretMi s-a spus că iubesc copilăros, dar nu sunt de acord. Copiii iubesc intens, cu cea mai onestă pasiune posibilă, nu una impusă de vreo normă de intimitate a cuplurilor. Eu iubesc mai mult ca un om bătrân, pentru care dragostea nu înseamnă pasiune, ci mulțumire interioară. Eu iubesc... pașnic.Portret5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
El e ca mine din multe puncte de vedere. Are ochii albaștri mai mult ca ai mei; e miop și el, dar refuză să meargă la oftalmolog. Îmi mai fură ochelarii ca să citească Dostoievski, desigur. Face mișto de mine că-mi plac SF-urile, dar știu că și lui i-a plăcut Fundația lui Asimov, așa ca n-are decât să fluture marii clasici ruși prin fața mea pentru că știu că o face numai ca să-și păstreze aerul de pseudo-intelectual.
Da, da, se mai poartă ca și cum nimeni nu-l
Me and Buried AliveOne day I got A Pokemon Game.The version was Red(original Red).I decided to play it.(It was already owned)Me and Buried Alive4 years ago in Settings More Like This
At first,Professor Oak came up and asked me what Pokemon I want.He gave me FOUR choices instead of Three.Celibi,Eevee,Dragonite,and just a normal Squirtle.I was pretty sure the previous owner just hacked it,and I wanted to play it NORMALLY.I choose Squirtle,but for some strange reason,it turned into a level 400.But it used to be level 0.....
I beat all the trainers,until I finally reached.....LAVENDER TOWN.At first,the music was all glitchy,so I just healed my Pokemon.I went straight to the Tower,and when I walked inside......NOBODY was there,and NO music was playing.That was just PLAIN creepy.And when I walked up to the TOP floor....what I saw at the END was....Buried Alive.This was a LONG time ago,so I had no idea who was Buried Alive was.Buried Alive said the following words:
Buried Alive: You're Here.
BA: I'm trapped
BA: And I'm lonely&
Real or fakeFake people, have an image to maintain. Real people, just don't care.Real or fake1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Mona The Turning Mona, the TurningMona The Turning4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Is Halloween night.The full moon was glistening on the sky,pouring out the pumpkins that had sprung on the backyard of the old mansion with a pale light.And searching on the place was Mona Parker, now a pretty nymphet 12 years old,with cute bumps pretty bubble butt and curvaceous legs,wearing her usual vampire disguise:black wig with several braid hairs,red shirt with long sleeves,black skirt and purple cape ornated with flowers.On the hand,a brim bag with a somethings inside.Walking aside,her kitty Fang like company.And whil
Chapter Four: Manipulated Decisions Cora woke up at the break of dawn, Vladimir had called a meeting with his commanding officers. As she exited the sleeping cave, she was surprised at how many wolves were up.Chapter Four: Manipulated Decisions1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Looking around she saw the willow looming in the middle of the clearing, Vladimir, Brenza,and Hurk were already there. Strutting over she noticed Stark was nowhere to be seen.
Hurk; a dark brown wolf with grey stripes on his back and grey eyes, using his tail he gestured Cora to sit between him and Brenza.
Taking her seat Vladimir's ghostly white stare rested on her "Commander Cora of squad 2, it's nice to have you join us. As you can see Stark isn't here." He shook his white fur, making it cover his scars "I hope you take good care of my daughter.... It's been her dream to become a ground troop ever since she moved here, don't let me down."
Cora bowed her head "It's an honor to have such a spirited wolf on our team, I promise I'll protect her with my life, Vladimir-father."
OC stories Story 1 ch. 1- Moonlight Chapter 1.OC stories Story 1 ch. 1- Moonlight2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
One day, two little wolf pups were born: Sunlight and Moonlight. There parents could only afford to take care of one, so they sold Sunlight and kept Moonlight. The father was not very happy with this, since he never wanted children anyways. Every time Moonlight's birthday would come around, Moonlight's mother would ask him:
" What did you get for Moony, honey?"
" That idiot?" The father would reply. " Nothing. She was a mistake, after all." And then the two would start fighting until Moonlight had to start howling so they could stop.
However, the night before Moonlight's 8th birthday, she had trouble sleeping because her parents were fighting more than ever, and her howling trick didn't work. Suddenly, she heard a gunshot and screaming and laughing. She ran downstairs and said:
" Daddy? What's going on?" The father turned around with a
Tarja Turunen TGTarja Turunen TG3 years ago in Settings More Like This
I was walking home from a superb performance from Nightwish on their final tour together. I had spent months saving up enough money, even finding random jobs that I could do just to get a little extra cash. It was so worth it. The band were excellent, easily my favourite gig of all time.
However, I was very disappointed with the seat that I got, I wish I'd saved up enough money for a standing seat near the front. My seat was quite far back so that I couldn't see my favourite singer, Tarja Turunen. Her voice was incredible but she was also incredibly good looking. She was one of those people who was just perfect in every way. She had looks, fame and fortune. Sometimes, even though I'm a guy, wish I could be her, just to see what it's like.
So anyway, there I was, walking home from the gig. It was about seven by now. It was so dark, all the street lamps were on. I was walking down the street, when I saw something strange. Within all of the regular, yellow street lamps, there w
Mimura's BioName: Mimura Akami (Nickname: Mimu)Mimura's Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 251 (or 25 for his kind)
Background: Mimura's parents were a male human and a female dragon. His father died before Mimura opened his eyes so he never knew what he really was. When Mimura did open his eyes his mother abandoned him (as most dragons of his kind do) he was born in a place very close to another dragon named Taki, they consider each other brothers since they helped each other survive. Mimura was very violent and thought humans where stupid and inferior. So he murdered hundreds of humans, and destroyed a bunch of villages.
One day a man who's family had been killed by Mimura found him and attacked him. Mimura managed to kill the man but lost his eyes in the fight. While recovering he thought about what he had been doing, he came to the conclusion that humans weren't as stupid as he thought and decided to stop killing them. Well, stop killing them so much. He still eats people sometimes but not as much.
The TreesIn the heart of the forest, resting underneath snow covered Chestnuts, stood several beautiful Cherry trees, aesthetically completed with a variety of species of mosses, fungi, small mammals and birds, all of whom adored them. Though provided anything they wished, the Cherries campaigned for freedom from the oppressive Chestnuts, claiming injustice in not being equally able to feel the gorgeous winter sunshine on their low branches, just as their lengthy neighbors had.The Trees10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
After rallying up the support of many surrounding organisms, as well much deliberation a hearing was held in which a new policy was introduced instating the mandatory shortening of the Chestnuts, seeing to it the woods be at a strict uniform height. The tree’s neighboring wildlife were soon employed constructing the newly enforced order in the woodland, both beavers and woodpeckers began to slowly wear away tiny wood chips on the peaks of towering Chestnut trees, ignoring desperate cries echoing from them which las
Gataki mouGataki mou3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was always sunny where he was. An occasional cloud would pass over the sun, but sandy winds would quickly protest and sent it away. The heat was nearly unbearable, even for those who had been born and raised in the forsaken desert.
Heracles knew what the people in the caravan thought of him. As a Greek boy, sold into Egypt along with his brother, they thought him of less worth. As a slave, they thought him a strange contradiction. He was often found sleeping and lazing about, but he never left a job undone. His broad shoulders carried dense muscles that held the capability to lift an ox right off of the sandy ground.
It was no mystery, the man was strange. But needed much y the large caravan. His exemplary way with the animals and strong back made him valuable. The same couldn't be said as much... for his older brother.
"Oi! There you are!" Sadiq's gruff and annoyed voice sounded in the Greek slaves' ear. Heracle's sleepy green eyes looked up to meet his brother's. "Playing with the
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 Adjuster5 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
Northern english translationNorthern English translationNorthern english translation5 years ago in Settings More Like This
For times untold, the sacred forest of Baalhiam has seen bitter strife between humans and the Elf people. A high magic place, foremost sanctuary of druids and mages, the forest is home to the Elves of Nür. They are the guardians of a powerful magic taking its source at the heart of the old forest.
As human mages came to steal this magic, war broke out. The Elves closed down their borders. They concealed the pathways through Baalhiam with magical spells, driving humans away from their territory. From then on, Baalhiam became a forbidden place for foreigners. Cendre and her family are among the banned people, who soon discover what tragic curse has befallen them. While the immemorial forest is a mighty source of magic, those who are expelled after being born and raised there stand condemned. After several years spent far from the forest, they fall inexplicably ill. Try as she might to fight against it, Cendre loses mother and
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
Switching Places - Part TwoSwitching Places - Part Two3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Slamming the decaying wooden door shut behind him, I focused with concerned eyes as Stephano deliberately slid down to the floor, panting heavily.
"I knew you were telling me to go the wrong way!" Stephano exclaimed, clasping me tightly in his clenching fingers, squeezing my fragile being.
"I'm sorry Stephano! I'm sorry. . . " I murmured as he stood, regaining his breath and clearly ignoring me as he placed his golden scimitar away, causing me to whine.
"Aw, come on, be a bro Stephano.." I complained as he continued to ignore me even further, stretching his long limbs above his head tiredly.
"Stephanooo. . . " I pressed on, my small voice desperate as I tried to capture the Frenchman's attention.
He shook his head as he began walking again, finally tuning me in to capture what I was saying, "Just don't make a noise. . ."
I complied, keeping my mouth quiet as we continued adventuring. Stephano carried me for what seemed like hours that were, in reality, only slow passing minutes as we w
Special to meIf I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then would you realize how special you are to me. -UnknownSpecial to me1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Chapter One: Some Questions Don't Deserve Answers A yellow gold wolf paced back and forth, she growled in frustration "Where is that sorry excuse of a general?!" She then sat down under neath a tree and closed her eyes "He's such a waste of space."Chapter One: Some Questions Don't Deserve Answers1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"Hey is that any way to speak to your commanding officer!!" He voice said jokingly.
Her eyes shot open "General Stark!?" She dipped her head in respect, her ears flat against her skull.
He smirked "I'm only two minutes late Zeta, you don't need to be throwing names around," Zeta looked at the ground with shame "this is your first time on a patrol right?"
Zeta nodded, her tail twitched uncomfortably "I was hoping to go with the party my friends were in, but commander Cora told me to wait for you at the willow."
"She was right too." She looked at him threw her long fur "She doubted your patience. Hunters need patience, that's what you must practice." Zeta nodded
Stark ruffled her hair "Come on kid, let's catch up with commander Cora." She smiled and w
HealingHealing doesn't mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our lives.Healing1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
PrussiaxReader Doesn't Everybody.......PrussiaxReader Doesn't Everybody.......4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
PrussiaxReader - Doesn't Everybody Want To Fall In Love?
Herro ;w; This is my first reader insert so don't hurt me I have relatives that live your country! Please tell me your thoughts!
ohh and please listen to this = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08l4gk2poFA while reading! Well hasta la pasta~
"RUN, (NAME), RUN!!!!!"
You and your best friend Gilbert were laughing at the prank you and he pulled on his brother Germany. Well let's just say Ludwig + frilly pink shirts = bye bye. Gilbert made you two hide in a tomato crate, hoping that Romano or Spain wouldn't find the both of you.
"Keseseseses this is the world awesomest prank don't yah think (name?)" You could tell that Prussia was trying to hide a snicker. "Of course, did you see his-"you stopped when the top of the crate ripped open. "PRUUSSIAAAA!"
"(Name) I think you shouldn't go near Gilbert anymore, he is a bad influence and I don't want you to-""NO, I WILL NOT STOP SEEING GILBERT" You spat back at Arthur." (Name
Detailed Profile Layout=Basics=Detailed Profile Layout5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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Into Shadows (RWBY fanfiction) Adam stood on the peak of a mountain, eyes holding their hawk-like gaze to the horizon. He eventually picked out a thin line of smoke moving rapidly across the treetops. Right on time, he thought to himself. He took one pace back and leapt off the mountaintop. Falling hundreds of feet, he landed in a crouch with cat-like and almost superhuman grace. He stood and walked toward a grove where his companion was waiting. He stepped out of the tree line and saw Blake sitting on a lone rock, gazing pensively at the sky. "Blake, it's time," He droned in his flat, emotionless voice. She turned and looked at him, her striking yellow eyes distant and empty. "Okay," she simply replied.Into Shadows (RWBY fanfiction)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Adam nodded and turned, before taking a step and vanishing with his incredible speed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Blake had done the same and was perfectly keeping pace. He stopped at the edge of a cliff and looked for the smoke. It had covered a great distance and the train
PT6: I SURVIVED.PT6: I SURVIVED.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Am I crazy?
Slowly, I walked, feeling the eyes that didn't exist on his face watching me. Watching my every movement. His proxy failed to get me, I wondered why he didn't just come and get me now. Just get it over with. I guess he fed on the fact that he was driving me crazy. My eyes were so tired, but they were stuck open. I wondered what time it was. I wondered who that girl, Cassie, exactly was. When did she get taken? It hardly mattered anymore. She was dead, set free from the suffering. I didn't know if it was a good idea to kill her. She could've helped me.
It doesn't matter. I told myself. I couldn't change what I did. She was dead. I killed someone.
I killed someone ...
I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to be alone, sleeping alone. I needed to be with someone I trusted, a sleep over. I had no blood on me other than the bottom of my shoes, but it wasn't noticeable. I walked for what seemed like an eternity, trying my best not to just pull my hair
Washington's BirthdayDavid always hated his birthday. He didn't get what the big fuss was about. You were celebrating the fact that another year had slipped by. Besides, his birthday just happened to be the same day a George Washington's. Oh the irony. At least Epsilon was quiet. He sighed. Better get ready for another day of missions.Washington's Birthday3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Before he could get off his bed, holographic confetti sprayed all around him.
Theta appeared in front of him. "Happy Birthday Wash!"
David couldn't help but smile, especially once he he noticed that Theta was wearing a birthday hat. He looked to his doorway to see North casually leaning against the frame.
"Theta insisted that he should be the first to see you."
Still smiling, David got up. "I'm sure he did. Thank you, Theta."
"I'm glad you liked it! Now come on, the others are waiting!"
"Others?" David looked at North, clearly confused.
"Yeah, everyone got you a gift. Even Texas! Do you have any idea how hard it was to convince the Director to let us have