STRONG (Sadstuck!Equius poem/song)Everyone is dying now.STRONG (Sadstuck!Equius poem/song)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Everyone is no longer crying out.
And I can’t save you.
But I will try to.
I will fight until my blood runs out
everything with blue.
I will win, now.
Yes, of course.
I shall never lose
because my luck is literally
nailed to the bottom of my hooves.
I will fight for you.
And I will be STRONG.
Though I yearn to be weak
and I wish to be meek.
I can’t help the body I was given.
The life I never chose to live in.
And whether I will fight or submit,
I won’t last very long.
Because I can be nothing but
I’ll deal with what I’m given
I’ll make a shattered arrow fly.
I’ll make the world turn upside down
Just so you won’t have to cry.
I’ll cherish the life I’m living
I’ll make use of my broken bow supply.
I’ll make you never have to frown
Just so we don’t say goodbye.
I’ll return to you (but probably not)
I’ll not submit to rule (no, I’m
Ragner the Red (Homestuck Parody)Oh, there once was an Alternian named Karkat the RedRagner the Red (Homestuck Parody)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Who came trolling to LOFAF from ole LOMAX
And the ol' troll did mocker and vanish his hate
As he told of cold curses and spams he had made
But then he's all silent, did Karkat the Red
When he saw the Grimbark Wolf Jade Harley, who said;
"Oh, you talk and you lie and you are of no need
Now I think it's the time that you die with no sleep!"
And so she came clashing and stabbing of steel
As the controlled Jane Crocker charged in, without meal
And the Red troll named Karkat was hatefull no more-
When his ugly red body lied there on the floor!
Unfulfilled Wish - SADSTUCK She gently pushed aside the mounds of boxes, looking at the great big picture she had decorated the wall with. On the wall were two trolls, engaged in something the humans called a kiss. She smiled a bit to herself, wishing that fantasy would come true. But her feelings she was too nervous to bring them up to the troll she loved. His adorable grouchiness, his continuous doubt in himself when he was perfect just added to everything she loved about Karkat. She knew if she would ever bring up those nagging feelings of hers to the troll she loved, she knew he would never speak to her again. Tracing her hand over the crudely drawn photo, Nepeta let out a small sigh and then returned the boxes to their previous location, hiding the picture with ease.Unfulfilled Wish - SADSTUCK4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Someday she would tell him. Someday.
Proceeding to the grate, she tucked herself into the small grate with an emotion of growing unease. Placing the c
Homestuck Skyrim ParodySburban-born, Sburban-born, for Skaia it is swornHomestuck Skyrim Parody2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
To arise from death into god tier.
As the universe falls, A new one shall be called
Sburban-born, Sburban-born, may your own voice be clear
Be warned now, herald foes, to a time, long ago
And the worlds, godly formed, of the ones.
Who are kin to Sburbans, whom saved races of life
from the fate that lies on the green sun
As the seers have revealed, by ruins of old
That when this game shall collapse to the cold.
Caliborn, Lord of Time, let this new threat arise,
With corruption to humble the bold
But their time, will come now, when the Time Cherub's ties,
Will be broken for once and for all!
May our universe be free from vile Caliborn's maw!
Sburban-born, Sburban-born, for Skaia it is sworn
To arise from death into god tier.
As the universe falls, A new one shall be called
Sburban-born, Sburban-born, may your own voice be clear
Sweethearts and Sweetarts (Jane Crocker fansong)--sung by Jake English to Jane Crocker in a friendly way--Sweethearts and Sweetarts (Jane Crocker fansong)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Feelin’ down dear?
No need to...disappear.
The fear is all you need
to make cupcakes and bleed
a bunch of rainbows with your smile.
Come, sit, let’s chat a while...
You’re a sweetheart, baby,
and I can’t get away from the
way you bat you eyes, swing low,
your head full of clouds,
your words of cookie dough.
They’re all rebels, baby,
You must get away from the
way they make you cry, I know,
the ignorant crowds,
your words an innocent bow.
why don’t we
just escape this place on the fly?
why don’t we
throw pastries into the sky.
I’m telling you,
why can’t I?
Fill your day with sprinkles for rain?
why can’t we
coat it all in sugar to stop the pain?
Oh, yes! She’s a Crocker
and I don’t think I can stop ‘er.
My hands full of worry,
Troll Will SmithLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)Troll Will Smith5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
The person you are talking to has verified their identity as @trollwillsmith.
@trollwillsmith: Hey, what's up? I'm Troll Will Smith.
▲: T-TROLL WILL SMITH???
@trollwillsmith: Yup, that's me.
▲: YOU....YOU'RE MY IDOL!
@trollwillsmith: Heh, I get that a lot.
@trollwillsmith: You been keeping it real, my brother/sister?
▲: AND YES
▲: YES I AM TROLL WILL SMITH
@trollwillsmith: Cool, cool. Been sassin' highbloods?
▲: ONLY ALWAYS
@trollwillsmith: That's the way you do it, my tiny brother.
@trollwillsmith: Highbloods bring nothing but trouble, let me tell you.
▲: W-WILL YOU BE MAKING ANYMORE MOVIES SOON TROLL WILL SMITH?
@trollwillsmith: Actually, I'm kind of on break right now in the middle of a shoot.
@trollwillsmith: Can't say what it is, we're still doing the trailer.
▲: OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN
Johnkat Fic 1Your name is John Egbert, and you are currently cooking supper for your boyfriend.Johnkat Fic 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
You're seventeen, and you've long since gotten over the whole "not a homosexual" thing. You came to terms with it during one of your usual movie nights with a certain nubby-horned troll about two years ago. Sitting close to him didn't usually have too many effects, but when you watched that last scene in Con Air, and seeing a few red-tinted tears stream down the cancer's face, something in you just snapped, and you really wanted to lean over and kiss him. So you did.
You look over at the troll sitting at the kitchen table, and grin at him. He looks at you with a deadpanned stare. He's wearing his symbolic black cancer sweater, with black skinny jeans that hugged his small frame pretty enticingly. The troll's jet-black hair is slightly askew, and his candy-corn colored horns can barely be seen. His now bright red irises almost glowing in his yellow sclera.
"Oh, come on Karkat! Lighten up, I'm
Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!EnglandxReader] 10Her Captain's Treasure [Pirate!EnglandxReader] 103 years ago in Romance More Like This
The moon's silvery reflection shimmered on the dark ocean as you stared out over the ship's side, your gaze lost and far away. You wore a simple, cotton shirt and trousers, your feet bare, and your [color] hair was down and still damp from washing. The majority if your weight was supported by the sturdy wood of the ship and you could hear nothing but the roar of your own thoughts.
Why didn't you jump?
You were free. You could have gone home.
Why did you not jump?!
Your necklace felt like an iron weight against your chest, the stone fiery hot against your skin, but the steady pulse of its energy only made you more confused. What had stopped you from jumping? You could have been miles away by now, not confined to this ship, and swimming carelessly in the warmest waters of the world.
But you were still here, aching and sore, and feeling betrayed by your own heart. Deep down, despite how your mind could make no sense of it, you knew why you hadn't jumped.
Arthur. You tighten
The Dash Diaries Finale: Chapter 9The Dash Diaries Finale: Chapter 94 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
8:13am - Home
Mom's going home today. She won't be here when I get back from work. I really am going to miss her.
We hugged for ages and ages before I had to leave for work.
"You've dealt with all this stuff pretty well. You hung in there better than I would have, trust me." she told me. I laughed.
"Thanks. I never thought I'd say this, but... you've been a great help."
She grinned. "That's what I'm here for, sweetheart. And hey, you can phone me anytime. I'll be right there."
I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. Oh, not again!!!
"Oh, Dash, don't cry... You couldn't wait to see the back of me three weeks ago!" She giggled, and I just cried harder. She held me tight, and I buried my face in her mane.
"I don't want to live alone anymore, Mom..." I mumbled.
"But you have the power to change that! You need to follow your heart, and it'll take you on the right track. I have a feeling you won't be alone for long."
We shared one last long hug before I made for the door.
DaveXJohn: Caterpillar"Hey, you. Derp. Derp. Derp. Derp."DaveXJohn: Caterpillar4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He kept repeating your petname over and over, but for the life of you, you couldn't figure out why. You were groggy and his voice was close to your neck, and his breath was a heck of a lot warmer than the air in the room.
You sigh and don't respond, mostly just wanting to sleep.
"Derp. Derp. Egbert, I'm talkin' to you, babe!"
You finally scowl a little and turn over to see his freckled face and bright red eyes.
"Seriously, ya' said you'd get up like an hour ago." He says, leaning down and taking your mouth and kissing you for a moment and then pulling away.
You mumbled something about not wanting to get up, but he doesn't seem to notice, and wraps his arms around your midsection and presses onto you from behind. You murmured something again and turn around into his grasp; this feat alone exhausts most of your energy, and he seems to know that, pressing his lips to your forehead now.
"Ya' can sleep as long as you want I guess, but if you complain late
God Tear"Are you sure you wvanna do this chief?" Cronus asks, looking over his shoulder to Kankri who sits poised and ready on his (dead) god tier bed. It seems unlikely that they would even be together like this seeing as the pair aren't even both Derse dreamers but somehow the dream bubbles merged and there they were... together.God Tear2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cronus plucks his ever unlit cigarette from his mouth and twirls it between his fore finger and thumb, while Kankri takes a moment to think through the request he just put to his co-adventuring pal. Consideration is not to be taken lightly. "This is 9ur 9nly way 9f pr9gressing, c9rrect?" A clipped, chastened reply comes forth from the seer, worried yet prepared to take the blow. The surprisingly short reply pricks the others attention, he must mean it to be so quiet and sounding so urgent. Cronus blinks, smiles his sly, sharp 'nice guy' grin and shrugs like it's nothing.
"You knowv best babe-" Kankri cuts him off quickly.
"D9n't call me '6a6e'."
"On our death beds a
Making Do/Dave: Month 1Your assistant called yesterday, saying some social service worker had been trying to get ahold of you. Some shit about a minor and some custody issues. You had told her to set up a meeting for the following day. You met up at ten, wondering what this was all about.Making Do/Dave: Month 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The social worker had to tell you everything. You were glad for the shades you always wore in public so she couldn't see the emotions on your face. Your parents are dead, she said. Killed by a drunk driver, she said. And you've got a brother. He's 17, and you're going to be his guardian until he turns 18. She gave you all of his papers, told you his name was Dirk, and that he'd be there around two.
"I trust this won't be too much of a burden to you, Mr. Strider," the social worker said.
"Um, no. No, not at all..." was all you could reply.
As soon as you get home, you begin to clean out your spare bedroom. After your movies became a hit, you bought a large apartment with plenty of space. It was a bit opulent sure, but you li
Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 11The gentle sunlight dancing on your eyelids rouses you.Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 113 years ago in Sketches More Like This
You wonder what time it is. Your alarm hasn't gone off yet, but you probably need to get ready for school soon. It's the last week before summer break, and the excitement to sleep in soon fills you. You feel comfortable and warm as you begrudgingly sit up and grope around on your night table for your glasses. Your room blurs into focus as you fit them on your face, the clock reading 6:53 AM.
You yawn and shift your gaze around, eyes widening when they rest upon the figure beside you. Last night's events had been temporarily forgotten by you in your groggy haze, but you remember now.
Karkat, in human form, is curled up beside you. You're shocked to see his usual angry face look so smooth and peaceful.
Your heart thuds loudly, and you wonder if it'll wake him up.
Slowly, you reach over and run a hand through his hair. Just like his fur, it's so surprisingly silky and soft. The dark locks tickle your nose as you gently lean in. He sm
Ode to KanayaYour name is KanayaOde to Kanaya2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
And you are a troll
With blood not particularly low.
Your kind loves the dark
But you yearn for light
So much that your skin starts to glow.
You're bright, yet reserved
With style as sharp as a blade.
But others behold
Your fury within
Unleashed in a revved chain-saw raid.
Yes, you're hardly a typical maid.
You're surrounded by foes
And friends you hesitate to trust.
A ghost and a princess
A horse and lioness
You once knew, but are now drifting dust.
Out of 12 lost souls
Only 4 now remain
As one, you must glow ever more.
But you cannot glow
Being so alone
Save for the clown, judge, and mutant poor.
They only continue to spread the gore.
Though, it no longer shakes you
To the core.
You're used to it now.
But Alternian Hell will freeze
Before you let some troll
Bring you to your knees.
BrokenThe silence in the room was absolutely haunting. He looked at her with desperation in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth tweaked up in a weak smile. The soft beeping of a heart monitor in the corner did nothing but cast a veil of dread over the already hazy atmosphere. Delicate feet stepped past the doorframe as she entered the hospital room, her expression devoid of tangible emotion. But he could tell that concern was there, despite the blankness in her eyes. This was how she was, and had been for a while. One might call it insanity. He only called it her unique touch, the completion of her wonderful personality.Broken3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sylvan " She whispered, cocking her head to the side and blinking as if caught by surprise. The lack of emotion would be unnerving to some, but to Sylvan, it was one of the things he loved about her. Her mental instability meant nothing to him, as he had fallen for her while she was in the midst of the horrid slip into insanity. Biting her lip slightly, her true fee
The adventures of Hoofman and Nepkitty.Becoming hilarious superhero parodies with corny theme songsThe adventures of Hoofman and Nepkitty.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Being on alternia, there wasn't much to do when you aren't with friends trolling each other or when your are on pesterchum with your buddies, and that's how the highblood Equius and the roleplaying addict Nepeta felt when the others are away. Then..Nepeta decided something really stupid and silly but Equius decided to play along, just for the sake of killing boredom.
Nepeta: :33< *AC thinks of a way to kill all this boredom, it sure is wrecking her brrrrains out,*
Equius: D---> Just a little more metal, and this metal like h00fbeast will be STRONGLY c0mplete!!
Nepeta: :33< *AC runs as fast as her little limbs could take her to, rushing to Zahhak to purrrpose about this idea!* Equius, there you are!
Equius: D---> GAAAH! Nepeta! D0 N0T SNEAK UP0N ME LIKE THAT!
Nepeta: :33< Seowwy Equius! But I have the purrrfect cure for our boredom here.
Equius: D---> Hmmm...I might be a little busy with these m0dificati0ns but a
Who's the Hero Now? (Sadstuck! Vriska Fanpoem)Blue butterflyWho's the Hero Now? (Sadstuck! Vriska Fanpoem)2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wings so quiet
I could cry…
Out of laughter
When I catch you in my strings.
Oh you weak little thing!
I used to be like you when it all began.
My feelings were tampered with
And stomped on in the sand.
For everything to go my way.
For everyone to do as I say.
Even if I have to break
The rules all down to dust.
This is not something good or just,
I just know I must.
'Cause you all are losers and it’s hard to see your pain…
Are better off
Slain by your own game.
So I’ll make my own
Find my way back home.
None of you understand the risk I’m taking.
I’ll get my way
From the pleasant smile I’m
You see right through me.
You see right through me.
I should be the one in your head!
So why do you see through me?
I’m truly no fun to play with.
Sure, you might end up dead.
But you see through to how I really am.
You see right
Rin Okumura X Reader You'll Never Be LonelyYou took a seat down in the now almost full classroom. Pulling out your books you gave a pleasured sigh as you pulled out a thin blue pen. The name “Okumura” was written on it’s side. This pen had been given to you the day before since you had forgotten to bring you own. However it had formerly belonged to, the one and only, Rin Okumura. The guy you had a crush on ever since you had first enrolled here at True Cross Academy and decided to attend the cram school in hopes of being in exorcist.Rin Okumura X Reader You'll Never Be Lonely2 years ago in Romance More Like This
However you weren’t on a very good start. Only a few weeks ago did you find out that Rin Okumura was actually the son of Satan, the father of all demons. The demons that you wanted to rid the world of.
But it wasn’t all that bad. Rin wasn’t anything like the stereotypical “demon”. He was really nice, and although he tended to leap before thinking, he really did care about protecting those he loved. You really loved those things
Stay [Dave x Reader]Stay [Dave x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hey there! You’ve reached [Name] and Dave’s residence- Seriously residence? Who says that? Shush, Dave! I’m trying to record! Anyway, sorry we couldn’t come to the phone- No we’re not. David! Leave your name and number and we’ll get back to you when we can! No we won’t.
\\I’d sell my soul just to see your face, And I’d break my bones just to heal your pain.\\
”Dave, it’s Dirk. I know how much you like throwing yourself into your work and music, but come on bro. I mean, you still have the same answering machine. It’s been a couple of months now, and we’re all worried. Being like this isn’t gonna make her come back. Call me when you get this. I love you, dude. We all do.
Dave’s hand hovered over his turntables as he listened silently to Dirk’s message. He had already guessed all of them had been worried about him. Hell, he could se
It Only Made Sense (An Amporacest Fanfic)It made sense that this was how it would happen. The snobbish Violet blood and his bloodline was terribly awful, something no one wanted to deal with. So, it made sense that a lasting Kismesis for the caped nuisance would be himself- or rather, a version of himself.It Only Made Sense (An Amporacest Fanfic)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He sat in his hive doing nothing in particular, as was per usual to a loser with no friends, when he heard someone come in. He looked up, scowling as he saw the smirking face of his Dancestor, Cronus. "Wwhat do you wwant, Cro?" He spat, trying to get him to leave with a poisonous tone alone. The older troll was unfiltered, though.
"wvell, chief..." He began, sauntering over to where Eridan sat, "i came to see you, of course." He sat next to the younger Ampora, uncomfortably close despite the size of the couch they sat on. Eridan squirmed, attempting- and failing- to push the greaser away. Cronus smirked, seemingly amused with the affect he had on him. He draped an arm around his caped shoulders, pulling him to his chest.
Need (An Amporacest Fanfiction)Kismesitude. Eridan had one once before, but she left. Not like Eridan cared. She wasn't good enough for him anyways. He didn't need a Kismesis. He didn't need a moirail. He didn't need a matesprit. He didn't need anything.Need (An Amporacest Fanfiction)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Except, he did. He craved a relationship, like those earthlings craved chocolate. He'd take anybody who was willing to enter a quadrant with him. It was all the same to him.
Eridan groaned as he woke to another span of waking time alone. Why must everyone hate him? They hated him to a point they wouldn't even enter a kismesitude with him. They didn't want to be near him. Didn't want to touch him. They wanted nothing to do with him. It wasn't fair!
Oh, who cares about fairness. Maybe he deserved it. Great. Now he was falling into a pit of self pity. That was always good. Pump up the self confidence, right.
Eridan was too busy bullying himself the hear the knock on his doo
HideDave’s been incredibly quiet. Usually you can’t get him to shut up, and you would have enjoyed the silence if you weren’t so worried. Dave was a tough, independent kid, but suddenly your parental protectiveness has come back from hibernation.Hide1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It all started a month ago when you were just lounging in your room, doing updates on the site and sorting some payments out. Usual work stuff. But you had flinched when you heard him yell your name. It couldn’t have been anything serious, so you yelled back, “What?”
He didn’t reply. Instead he rushed into your room and you spun your chair around to face him.
“I thought we agreed that knocking was a courtesy we practice in this household,” you said.
He looked exhausted. He was panting lightly, and his knuckles were white as they held the doorknob on your bedroom door. His shades weren’t even on, which was a huge surprise, because you couldn’t remember a time that he wasn’t sel
The Green UmbrellaIt’s raining outside and it feels sad. Everything is grey and bleak and it makes me feel sad, which just makes all of this so much worse.The Green Umbrella2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I usually love the rain.
I love looking out the window of my apartment and watching the clouds gather in great billowing heaps, collecting more and more moisture until they can’t possibly hold it back any longer and the sky bursts open. I love seeing the first drops of rain hit the pavement, leaving tiny dark specks of fresh water on the ground until suddenly everything is wet, and you can’t see the droplets for the torrential downpour they’re caught in.
I love to watch the streets as it begins to rain. First, the ripple of awareness as everyone looks to the sky, faces upturned as if to welcome the showers. Then, the storm of black as umbrellas spring up where before there was nothing. I like to watch the streets empty as everyone takes shelter in cafes and shops and libraries and hotel lobbies.
I like to imagine people meetin