51 Things Sam Temple is not allowed to doAstrid and Caine's POV51 Things Sam Temple is not allowed to do2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Sam is not allowed to whack annoying little kids on the head with his surfboard,
2. Especially if said kid happens to be Little Pete,
3. Although when choosing between his surfboard and green light he is advised to go with surfboard.
4. Sam is not allowed to make out with Taylor,
5. or Diana,
6. or Dekka, although that's improbable.
7. He is also not to run around half naked.
8. Or fully naked.
9. Sam is not allowed to stick little Sammy Suns under his shirt and say "Imma ghost!"
10. Or to throw darts at the photo of Caine hidden in his closet.
11. On that note, Sam shouldn't throw things at the real Caine either,
12. Because it's really stupid to throw stuff at people with telekinesis.
13. If Sam ever finds bacon in the FAYZ, he is definitely not allowed to try to cook it with his light.
14. But again there probably isn't any bacon
15. And we're hoping he's smart enough to know you're not supposed to cook/burn Nutella.
16. And soda.
17. And computers.
I think you left a piece of you in me.This tangled mess you call a heart,I think you left a piece of you in me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
daisy veins & sin;
She's bringing me down.
& you were merely shivering
pressing winter bones
against my sun-stricken mouth,
darkness searching for a home
buried in my lungs.
You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide.
She speaks only of you now,
lonely & mourning beats-
Crack open this damn ribcage;
51 things Drake Merwin is not allowed to doSam, Diana and Caine's POV:51 things Drake Merwin is not allowed to do2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Drake is not allowed to post "chains and whips excite me" as his Facebook status.
2. because it will give the FAYZ residents disturbing images in their minds,
3. forcing Astrid to explain what it actually means to him.
4. Drake is not allowed to not understand her explanations
5. since if he doesn't Astrid might decide to demonstrate with Sam.
6. thus creating even more disturbing images for those poor residents.
7. What are you talking about? She is more than welcome to demonstrate
8. no, Sam, no.
9. Drake really shouldn't attempt to copy their demonstration.
10. He is advised to wear a bra at all times
11. preferably hot pink.
12. because who knows when Brittney will suddenly appear?
13. He is not allowed to wear a skirt though.
14. At least not a tight mini one.
15. because who knows when he will suddenly appear with all his male parts?
16. Drake is not allowed to whip people just for the hell of it.
17. especially not Sam.
18. Instead of whipping p
Lithuania x Belarus ~There's Always Tomorrow~ 1~There’s Always Tomorrow~ 1Lithuania x Belarus ~There's Always Tomorrow~ 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
The air was still as death in the white room. There was little to no noise in the entire bulk of the chamber, and the bleached linen cloth smelled like the scent of death. Thank goodness Toris didn’t come to these places very often or his mind might have gone numb from all of the events going on in such a sterile place. He hated hospitals.
“We can now accept non-familial visitors,” a nurse said, her body carried by the clopping of hard, black flat-soled shoes. Toris was surprised they’d even allow her to wear something so distracting in a place where the mood was so heavy.
Regardless of whom he was listed under, Toris had always thought of himself as being part of Ivan’s long-lost direct family. He and the others had spent so much time living together that when the time came that they were free to go, he had found himself suddenly wondering what to do and where to go.
Either way, Toris wasn’t related to Ivan’s
Homestuck Land TestSo, it's finally arrived!Homestuck Land Test3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
First off, this is COMPLETELY DIFFERENT than the title test in the way this will work. In fact, this really isn't much of a test. It's more of a guide to creating a land based on your/your fan character's personality.
As such, this is not going to give you a straight answer! You will have to use your imagination to create the actual land.
The test instead tells you the "feel" of your land and the quest of your land!
So, enough rambling, lets get started!
First off is the "Feel" of your world!
This is based on the FIRST word of your personalDNA result!
personalDNA test here: http://www.personaldna.com/
Once you have your result, go here to see the feel of your world: http://tinyurl.com/FeelofLand
Now, for your land's quest, you'll need to take the MBTI, or the Myers Briggs test.
Found here: http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm
Don't worry, there aren't 16 different quest types. There are only 4!
If you are a Guardian (You have both S a
Sweet Release Sweet ReleaseSweet Release7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Jade eyes shuddered and ran over the place once again. She was still stuck here. Just like the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that. In fact, she didnt know how long shed been here. It felt like forever. Maybe shed been born here? She couldnt remember anywhere else shed ever been. Occasionally she would have a flash, a memory echo through the darkest recesses of her mind, but it was shadowy and the voices were as soft as a ladybirds footsteps. It was like watching an old film, everything was fuzzy and black and white, in places she couldnt recognise. Maybe shed never been to them? Maybe they didnt exist? Maybe it was more of their tricks?
She flicked her pink quills out of her eyes and took off her headband to reposition it, however she stopped before doing so. She thoughtfully regarded the object in her hand. It had once been brilliant red and shiny, she coul
you're my little secret. Englayou're my little secret.you're my little secret. Engla2 years ago in Drama More Like This
England X reader
The girl was only six when I met her, I was nine. I had gone out for a scroll with my butler Alan. I was the son of a wealthy family I was an only child. She was a peasant and an orphan. It had been raining that day. I watched as she curled up into a ball with a dirty rug people passed her by, acting like she doesn’t exist.
I walked up to her. She looked up to me with her big (E/C) eyes; they shined with hope, hoping she can get at least a cent just so she can eat tonight. But I had something better in mind; I extended my hand to hers.
I lightly held them into mine I whispered into her ears. She flinched lightly but I got even closer and I said,
“Would you like to live in a land of no worries and only be filled with joy?” she nodded shyly
My carriage pulls up from behind. Alan had opened the door so I could enter. She held my hand tightly, she was shaking I knew she was scared but as long as she’s with me now, she
The Bard Describes the Harbinger I saw Gray—not silver—the skippingThe Bard Describes the Harbinger1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stones waiting on the water’s edge,
Smooth, sleek, to the touch
Slender enough to race the river
I saw White, flowering largely
A lotus blossom fully bloomed
To cup the air as tightly would
A suckling pup his mother
I saw Black—ash laid out neatly
From ear tip, to tip, to tail
Remnant of a flame burned
Recently—soon to flare again
I saw Blue, as if her eyes saw the
Whole vast sky in the midst
Of day, when the sun shines
On even the darkest shadow
And I saw Moonstone shimmer—a
White blue glaze coating
The exterior to give pure
Light to the heart within
Sometimes..Sometimes things don't work out..Sometimes..1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes you want to see the sun but
the clouds beat you to it.
Sometimes you want the rain when the sun is
burning you alive.
But the sun burned it all away and now you're
Sometimes you feel like walking to the end of the plank
but when you've but one foot left on the edge
he pulls you back and you remember that you're loved.
Othertimes, there was no love.
No one to hold you, and nothing to anchor your soul to hell.
Sometimes things don't work out.
And sometimes they do.
And sometimes it seems like they will work for the last time
and always will.
Until they just come back and in the heat of desperation, manifest
as your nightmares
and consume you
you're back at square one.
Sometimes you're stronger than othertimes..
and you pull through like you know you always have, and will.
sometimes I think you could do well to know that I'm here too.
And you can always give a little of it to me
SuicideIn the dark, the blade slid across her arm.Suicide2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The blood seeping from the wound relaxed her.
Although her heart beat fast, it made her calm.
The scars on her body spread like cancer.
She sat alone and thought of suicide.
She thought her death would make the world better.
A few times that was what others implied,
And so she began writing her letter.
‘Goodbye’, she wrote, ‘this is the end for me.
I wish you all the best of luck with life.
I am afraid mine was no good, you see,
Now it must come to an end with a knife.’
And for the final time, the blade drew blood,
So far deep in her veins it caused a flood.
Doll!Japan x Reader: Meikon (1)Doll! Japan x Reader: MeikonDoll!Japan x Reader: Meikon (1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author’s note: For now, let’s just name your parents Margereta and Henry.
When you opened your eyes, you made note of two things. One; it was very dark inside your room, although it was morning. Two; your sickness had gotten worse.
You sat up in your bed slowly, not trying to aggravate your raging migraine. You began to wonder why your mother or one of the servants of the house had not come in to open the curtains in your room. You usually woke early in the morning, just after the blue of dawn left the sky. You shakily walked over to the curtains and pulled the cord that tugged them open.
You hit the ground and gasped. You covered your eyes with your hands and tried your best not to scream. Yet still, an ear-piercing scream exited your mouth as you tried futilely to adjust your eyes to the insanely bright light. Franticly you began to scream for the members of your family, and soon the door of your room burst open.
You couldn’t see her, bu
Forget me notLife has become a dead weight;Forget me not2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is Love? When all is Hate.
What once was a peaceful dream so
Lucid, so daring, so bold!
Now but remnants of a past-to-be-forgotten, I’m told.
As a child, I knew not of you,
What was false, or on the other hand, true
As eyes turn on me, cold,
You alone take me in your arms and hold
On to what is left of a little girl who never made it out
Of that dream to be forgotten.
I thought things were forever
Dare I say anything could die, for that was never.
But life is a funny thing, you know?
You believe so strongly in Now that when you look back..
Now was only Then and then you thought things were perfect
But as it passed, your view collapses. It shatters. Like a cracked window,
The view you saw, now distorted. Contorted. Deformed. Horrific.
I still believe in you. Even though all that has come to past has been nothing but true
And true it is, true with all the evil life could do
Though I look at you now, through seemingly flawless
shugo chara- amuto1SHUGO CHARA AMUTOshugo chara- amuto16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I walked down the path where it leads to the parks fountain, there was only one thing I could think of, I wonder how ikuto is doing. I said as I sat down on a bench.
Im doing fine what about you? said a voice out of the blue, I stood up and looked for the source, ran ready to transform just in case. Blue eyes was all I could see and some strands of purple hair.
IKUTO! I screamed as he jumped down and hugged me, I havent seen you in such a long time, where have you been.
I had exams all month; I need to graduate, Im not prisoner of Easter anymore.
I looked up, I know that. I waved my hand for the three charas to let their guard down.
But that also means im leaving.
What where! tears poured like a faucet filling the glass with water and the person filling that cup just forgot about it making it spill over.
I am going to Tokyo university
BonniexReader: The New Security Guard (CHAPTER 6)BonniexReader: The New Security Guard (CHAPTER 6)6 months ago in Horror More Like This
You decided to walk over to the man on the stage. You weren't sure why, but you found the stage itself rather interesting—not to mention that when the hellish creatures of the night were on that stage, it meant you were safe.
The man on-stage wore rather light clothing and a beanie hat that hugged closely around his head and ears. You couldn't even see his eyebrows because of how much the hat covered. His skin was fair, and his cheeks were lightly rosy. Just below his right eye was a small beauty mark that added youth to his appearance.
Approaching him, you noticed that his gaze was focused solely on the purple animatronic, Bonnie, standing to the left of the stage. From what you could tell, this man seemed to be observing Bonnie very closely, so you were quite surprised when he turned to look at you.
“Oh, hello there!” he greeted quickly, startling you. Although he seemed friendly, he seemed a bit… Hyper, you thought.
MaybeJust give me one dream that isn't see-through.Maybe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One substantiated claim to reality,
that I might hold onto life with.
Every quivering cell, mid-osmosis, begs you
for a shred of dignity with my tea.
Just one chance for something heavy,
something hard and room temperature. Real.
I don't want to look through my day dreams
and see someone else's face there.
I don't want to dream of those people
who may make, or break me, in the future tense.
I am tired of milky white and reflective black.
It is time for a life of colour and hope -
and not looking back to see if the past
matches up with the jigsaw map to the end game.
I want to be in the game, participating,
feeling, like I might make it there one day.
Just give me something, that I can hold onto;
something harder to see through than a whisper
of that voice in the back of my mind that says
This GameThis Game3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
A simple word can change us.
A life that changes everything.
Can we think before we act?
Those words hurt,
Causing us to do something to ourselves.
You hurt us enough to make us kill ourselves.
You murdered us with your own words.
The once close bond we once had,
Has now turned to dust.
Nothing seemed to go right with each other,
So we drifted apart.
You call us words behind our backs.
The people around you listen
Because you are the loved one.
No one listens to what I have to say,
They call me names that hurt to much.
The pain I can not bare,
All I want to do is give up.
Everyone is waiting,
Laughter echoing in my ears.
They're waiting for me to die,
Waiting for someone to give them the news of what I had done to myself.
All I see is your smirk,
The sign that you have won.
But what have you won?
I don't know,
I didn't even know we were having this contest.
You giggle and point,
Saying cruel things to me.
I have done nothing,
Yet you have done something.
This one t
Bulgaria x Reader ~Isobaric~~Isobaric~Bulgaria x Reader ~Isobaric~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Vladimir’s legs were dangling in front of you. He had a knack for knowing when something was troubling your mind, but instead of going with the normal friendship process of asking you how he could help you, he continued to pester you.
“Come on, _____________,” he grinned. “Say it!”
“No,” you pouted.
“Say it…” he urged.
“Not going to.”
“You know you want to,” your friend said in a singsong voice.
“Vlad, have you been picking up cues from the Magic Club?” you groaned. “It’s bad enough when I’ve got just you noticing these things, but Lukas and Arthur are two completely different cases.”
“What’s this about the Magic Trio now?” a familiar, friendly voice said from behind.
“Dimitar!*” you gasped.
“Hi, Dimitar,” Vladimir beamed completely unwary of your flustered state.
Your friend looked bemused and curious. “Are
Warm BloodWarm blood fallsWarm Blood2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in red rivulets,
Weeping from five wounds
to form lovely quintets,
Warm blood oozes from
holes in hues of black,
Leaking from pores,
And descending in
streams down the back,
Warm blood departs
from the veins,
That are fueled by the heart,
A strong man accepts that
the essence of his life
is soon to depart,
Clutching his sword
whilst watching the red,
The absence of warm blood
soon left him dead...
-----Nameless Samurai dying from his wounds
GermanyxAlopecia!ReaderAlopecia, a condition that leads to chronic hair loss for both males and females; there are many types, many causes, but no cure.GermanyxAlopecia!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had this rather uncommon disease, but you’ve dealt with it for practically your entire life. Seasons passed to where in the summer your natural (h/l) (h/c) hair started to grow back in patches, and in the autumn through winter it would all start falling out again. Alopecia had it’s perks that your friends were quite jealous of; you didn’t have to shave as much, you saved time on getting ready in the morning, and you could get any style of wig you wanted for any color and any length. However, you still felt like your condition was stopping you at some points, you felt like you could never get a boyfriend since your hair would keep falling out, and you were paranoid that they would think that you were ugly without hair. The thought of being rejected because of the lack of hair on your head nearly made you burst int
DaddyDad, what are you doing?Daddy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How do we walk?
Teach me, dad.
Dad, what is that?
What is an elephant?
Tell me, dad.
Dad, What are these?
How do I play blocks?
Show me, dad.
Dad, Where is Disneyland?
How to go there?
Dad, what is that?
Water coming from your eyes?
Tell me, dad.
Dad, how come?
You stopped smiling?
Answer me, dad.
Dad, why is that?
Mommy has water from her eyes too?
Tell me, dad.
You're eyes don't open?
Answer me, dad.