LoveHe loved her, but this wasn't her, not anymore.Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It looked like her, it sounded like her, but it wasn't her.
The thing inside her looked out through her eyes, it had all her memories, it knew who he was. He was the one who loved her and a part of her loved him, but she surpressed that.Every day the two being were together the lady got weaker and the spirit got stronger. It only needed a few more days.
The man knew all this, he knew she was inside there, deep down. The woman he loved was still alive, he just had to find a way to make her stronger, strong enough to push through the spirits defenses.
Strong enough to come back to him.
He breathed her name, remisnising on how he used to say her name all the time. Looking into her eyes, knowing she felt the sam eway about him as he did about her.
The love they shared had been strong, once. Now it seemed that their love just wasn't strong enough. It hadn't been strong enough to stop the spirit and it wasn't strong enough to bring back his sou
Pain in the Axel Ch. 2Pain in the Axel Ch. 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gentle notes filled the air with a wordless lullaby, it was a beautiful yet sad tune plucked from the strings of an oversized guitar or maybe it was a sitar. Whatever the strange instrument, its master truly knew how to work the magic of song across its stings.
The notes slowed, and then there was a strange 'twang' noise as it stopped all together. The figure that sat on the stool in the middle of the room remained still, hunched over the instrument. A slight sigh escaped his lips as he leaned over and picked up a pen, scratching notes across a paper on the little table next to him. He surveyed his marks, tilting his head slightly. Soon a smile crossed his face before he began to hum the tune he had just played, he leaned back running his hand through his blond hair trailing back to the long tail that had fallen over his shoulder. He then strummed the instrument in tune with his gentle, quiet humming.
.All that exists of what used to be you is an organ,.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drowning In The DarkDrowning,Drowning In The Dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s never the most pleasant feeling.
No matter how unpleasant, people drown every day.
All around you, every day, humans constantly disappear.
Darkness filling their lungs, their screams never heard.
And while it may just feel like a nightmare, darkness grips many.
A very, very real darkness.
When someone takes a nosedive into the depths of darkness,
Does anyone hear them?
Or is everyone deafened by the crashing waves, not able to hear the screams,
All who drown destined to die alone, darkness filling their bodies?
Never to be seen again, forever lost to society.
People on the shore, they usually don’t understand.
They just stare into the dark sea.
Some of them throw rocks into the abyss, aiming for bubbles,
The bubbles of those gasping for air, yelling for a savior.
Echoing for assistance, their voices lost before ever meeting ears.
It’s hard to believe how many are truly alone in the dark sea.
Hard to believe how many people truly need help.
How many time
Better Than Maple Syrup~ (Vore Contest Entry)Canada stared at the maple syrup bottle in Russia's hand. The Russian had invited him over to visit, and Canada couldn't find a way to say no. In fact, Russia had been asking him over to visit a lot recently. This was probably the sixth or seventh time he was visiting Russia. Of course, America had tried to convince him not to see the "Commie bastard" and that Russia was going to "make him become one with him", but Canada believed that Russia deserved the benefit of the doubt. Even if he scared the living daylights out of Canada sometimes. Surprisingly, all the times he spent with Russia had been rather nice. Other than the occasional times Russia went into creepy mode, of course. They spent most of their time talking, and slowly Canada grew to start liking Russia's company.Better Than Maple Syrup~ (Vore Contest Entry)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Well Matvey, do you want it or not?" he asked again. America had also warned Canada not to accept anything from Russia, but it was impossible for him to say no to maple syrup, especially if it was free.
stains you left behindThe ring of tea from the bottom of your mugstains you left behind2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is all that I have left,
Memories of you have gone.
Stains are all that are left.
Permanent reminders to me that,
Every waking hour of my day,
I should have loved you,
Maybe then these stains would have washed away.
I killed something beautiful,
Stripped it naked and left it
In the cold to slowly freeze
Nightmares creep in the day light
And stab me in the back at night,
My screams echo in the moonlight,
All I can do is cry.
Your tea stain on the table,
I sit beside it and weep
With my new best buddy Smirnoff,
He helps me get to sleep.
I finally lost my job,
Now I’m living on the streets.
They said something about alcoholism,
I don’t know what they mean.
I’ve taken up the needle,
Helps me pass the time.
Got some new friends now
But every night I cry until I’m blind.
Just got out of prison,
People say I have no hope left.
I still scream at night, thinking about yo
Making Comics is awesome! What do you think?I recently read a Journal on FrontPage, "Tough Love: How to Make a Comic".Making Comics is awesome! What do you think?1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Nothing against the writer, i really appreciate the willingness to share some true advice by the writer, but i felt compelled to write my thoughts about it, as i feel it is misrepresenting what making comics actually is like, at least if that's what you want.
It also made me curious to hear more opinions on what making comics feels like for you!
This is a great opportunity to talk about this matter, would love to hear your opinions as well, so i encourage you to comment!
Doesn't matter whether you are already making a comic or have doubts about beginning one, let's talk about this!
This is a topic i really care about, since supporting beginners is something i love to do (as you can see by my tutorials/videotutorials) - there's nothing better than sharing your passion with people who are struggling but want to do the same thing you love!
Since some found it useful/inspiring, I'm sharing with you my reply, hoping
The Hawkfrost dating show"HHHEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO CLANS!" Echoed from the big-screen HDTV's surround sound.The Hawkfrost dating show2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What?" Tallstar asked, putting a paw to his ear. "I can't hear him!"
"Cause you're going deaf, you old coot." Lionheart rolled his eyes.
"I heard that."
"Oh so you made a magical recovery? Wow, we must really be in StarClan after all!"
"Just shut up and turn the volume up, Lionheart." Whitestorm rolled his eyes. "Is that Brambleclaw?"
"Yes, it is. And he's wearing - a kittypet tie?" That was Oakheart, who was gaping at the screen. "A black kittypet tie?"
"He must be going for the Kitty Bond look." Redtail remarked, munching on his popcorn. Yes, they have popcorn in StarClan. Bet you didn't know that, did you?
They also have couches and TVs, too. Take that.
"Welcome to The Hawkfrost Dating Show, in which we will torture random cats randomly. I am your host, Brambleclaw - "
There was a deafening screech of "WE LOVE YOU BRAMBLEY!"
Brambleclaw just stared at the small group of she-cats gathered. "Do n
Crona's PoemCrona's Poem5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moon dips down and the world
forever casted in this lake of darkness.
No place of shining light
to guide me through the trecherous maze
of death, sadness, sorrow, and pain.
In this life,
I stand all alone,
only imagining to have a light.
I'll watch the devistation I have wrought;
watch all of the people suffter
in agony just like mine,
I would take their pain.
The sun forgot to take it's reign
and the moon weeps,
starts its twinkling tears.
Perhaps I wasn't meant to
simply be here at all.
The wayI cause destruction where I stand...
I must only be no more than a burden.
This realm of eternal night
takes hold of this twisted, tainted
soul of mine.
Please forgive me~
For what I have done
and what is only on my path
I'm sorry I'm here;
I'm so sorry I was born
Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.5Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.52 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Jeff the Killer X Reader
A.N.: Hope you all loved the cliffhanger!! XD There MIGHT be one in this chapter but not sure. Guess we'll see where it goes. OK well enjoy this chapter! Btw! Jeff's look is that of the picture but you are allowed to see him in a different way! That's just how I see him! ^^
You wake suddenly to the feeling of being watched. Opening your eyes you look around the room. You were laying on you right side and all that was in view was the door of the room and the desk with the laptop. Sitting up you look to your left but almost screamed as a hand covered your mouth. Your (e/c) eyes looked at the holder of the hand but were surprised to meet a mask. It was white and held black feminine lips and penciled on eyebrows. Dark blue eyes stared at you through darkened holes on the mask. The unknown person wore a yellow hoodie with the hood up but he had messy brown hair sticking out. He stared at you intensely and you almost couldn't blink from fea
Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.2Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Jeff the Killer X Reader
A.N.:Chapter 2 guys! Enjoy! Remember: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16!
You ran and ran, barely slowing down for your two best friends as your legs carried you to your house. They were aching as you rounded a corner and reached your street, your house about three down now. You run until you reach the doorstep then finally stop, breathing heavily out of exhaustion. Terra and Sam stood before you, trying to catch their breaths as well.
"Wh-what the hell, (y/n)?" Terra coughs out, glaring at you. You stand for a moment avoiding their gazes and stared at your feet. Your shoes were muddy from the run in the woods and you hoped your mom wouldn't notice. You get your breath back and face the other two.
"It's late." Was all you said. Sam and Terra, both fine now, look at you with confused stares then look at their phones. Sam gasps.
"It's already 12:15?!
Forgetful - A Brute's StoryForgetful.Forgetful - A Brute's Story3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Summary: I am the Brute. I wander the castle, and only have a single purpose. To serve my master, and kill the one that is after him.
High screeches from my body resound through the long corridors as I patrol the dark corridors. The darkness is everlasting, and the prisoners more quiet than ever before. For what purpose my Master sends me to murder a man, I don't know. I have wondered, and I have forgotten to care. A sudden roar rumbles through the castle, and I almost lose my footing, my blade waving through the air as I try to keep my balance.
A strange soft flesh forms beneath the soles of my feet, and I quickly pull my foot away from the offender. It has been like this the entire day, maybe even longer. Ever since our Master descended into the Inner sanctum, the castle has been shaking uncontrollably, red tissue spreading across the entire castle. I don't know what to think of it, and I don't particularly care.
A sound catches my ear, and I swivel around, blade at the re
Confessions of a Biracial HumanWhite people think I'm blackConfessions of a Biracial Human2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black people think I'm white
Yet they always say
I hate being two races
But I love it too
I am sometimes ashamed
To be half white
When I read about White america
Or those white supremacist idiots
I feel my mind rip open with anger
and my heart beat so loudly with sadness and confusion
They say God punished the Israelites
For being with other races
every race is to remain separate
I can't walk into a store
Without someone asking
"You need any help?"
Yet they leave the white people alone
I can't even converse with people of my Father's skin
Because they too see me as an outsider
I'm too "white"
I scowl at those disney princesses
I roll my eyes at magazines
Same blue eyed
But no- if I complain then I'm
Being a overreactive person who thinks all whites
So then I keep quiet
and drown in my own discomfort
And let society bash my identity day by day
I am afraid to date white men
Afraid to date black
Tired.Most of the time, I am lying awake.Tired.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though, I'd give
a n y t h i n g
just to sleep through
e v e r y t h i n g.
These things strap me down like anchors,
Or drag me out to sea.
Sometimes I show the world what leaves me
i n s p i r e d.
Paint on canvas,
Words in a notebook,
Or sometimes, just untouched works in my head.
Wading through the waters,
These burdens get the best of me.
Sometimes I think about the
p a s t ,
Though I'm always looking for the
f u t u r e .
You'll never know what I've been through.
The waters are rising,
I'm getting over my head.
Sometimes I like to grip onto my
m e m o r i e s .
Sometimes they're everything I'd rather
l o s e .
Sometimes I waste my days
t h i n k i n g ,
Even though I know I never deserved the shit she put me through.
Take in a breath,
There's not much time left.
Sometimes I think I'm not
g o o d e n o u g h .
Most of the time, I'm convinced.
Sometimes the words gnaw at my bones,
"You're not good
Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.6Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.62 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Jeff the Killer X Reader
A.N.: Alright bros, Chapter 6! Still surprised you all like this story XD
Jeff, Hoodie, and BEN: 17
You and Masky: 16
Letsa go! (who else thought of Mario after I said that XD) ENJOY!!
"You ready to go, Jeffy?" BEN asks, looking at Jeff. He was putting two switchblades in the pockets of his green pants, looking at the other murderer. Jeff was stabbing his sharp blade into the boxes and barrels surrounding the area. Stopping he looked to BEN with his unblinkable eyes. Standing up straight he nodded.
"Yeah, what about you and Smile?"
BEN looks over to Smile with Jeff. The smiling dog was licking his leg, cleaning off what Jeff guessed was blood on his furry limb. The dog looked up to them, hearing his name and let his tongue lap out his now gaping mouth and wagging his tail. With a bark the two boys look back to each other. BEN nodded.
"Well Smiley's ready so I guess I am too. Better go look for your girlfriend." BEN said turning and
Cosmos, and Outcasts and a blind GirlToday she made the cosmos in a quilt.Cosmos, and Outcasts and a blind Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Constellations in bolts of sequins stitched behind Neptune,
Mars imprinted, wishful icecaps dripping down
Saturn with patchwork rings
Star signs embroidered, Zodiac,
even the Cat
forever imprisoned between Venus
Libra, won't you be my friend? To
tell me where Rat is hiding? To take my side,
Libra, Oh can't you see,
Oh, I can't find a friend, don't Judge me,
I just want a friend, don't Judge me,
I said Libra don't Judge me.
Her favourite part are the Pleiades
She weaved them right behind Aquarius,
sisters are holding hands & waltzing
& holding hands
in blue dresses.
This is all cotton, she said,
Because cotton is Earth. Cotton breathes
like Mother Earth
& is home
Except for the Zodiac,
which are silk,
so they feel more alive
& Except for Neptune, who is satin
(because she likes it that way)
& Except for Libra, which is something coarse
and lovely, and wrinkled all
saline & alkaline
from when tears dripped do
Something You Couldn't StopSometimes when it's very dark, sometimes when the air becomes infected with deadly silence, sometimes when all I can feel is coldness and pain and sometimes when life seems to solidify into uncaring concrete, I hear your voice. Just yours, whispering into my ear.Something You Couldn't Stop4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And you only ever say two words.
This murmur in my ear allows some light to filter in through the darkness, it shatters the silence, melts the ice, soothes away bitter pain and brings softness back into my world. Only these words are never true, they sound in my head but never in my ears. Because you aren't here anymore to speak to me. I lost you a long time ago.
Once I was crossing the road and a car came towards me. I stopped and stared at the machine, I stopped and allowed the tinny scent of pollution to fill my nostrils. It wasn't that I wanted to die, it was just I lacked the motivation to live. However in the next momen
Fading Colors - Chapter 1(V2.1)Fading Colors - Chapter 1(V2.1)4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1: |
|Shipping| |Sad| |Dark|
*Note* This update(v2.1) is the final re-writing of this fic which I should have learned to let go of but somehow can't(it being my first fanfiction and all). However, please enjoy this latest retelling of Fading Colors, I hope that my skills as a writer now truly display what I have wanted to first share with you guys years ago.
*Note* The concept of this fanfic is based upon real life events that I went through in school. The story is fiction, but the emotion is real. Please enjoy.
The fading sun burned against the distant horizon like a massive forest fire. The sky was flushed with color, colors of pink, purple, orange, blue, perfectly mixed together and spread as far as the eye could see. Sat atop of a small, grassy hill close by Sweet Apple Acres, two friends observed the dwindling sun together. Their shadows projected over the ground below them like stretched out, featureless, duplicates. The wind pick
Only the Leaves - (Levi X Petra)Autumn… Levi’s favorite season had come. It wasn’t too hot, it wasn’t too cold, but it was just right with its usual refreshing, cool temperature. He sighed, his warm breath slightly condensating once it came in contact with the cold air, as he walked through the apple orchard, searching for the perfect tree to relax against.Only the Leaves - (Levi X Petra)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He wandered past many different types of apple trees. Some of their offspring were a crisp green or a warm yellow, and others were either a striking crimson or a mix of the three. However, despite each of their differences, they were unified with the colors of their falling leaves. All the leaves resided within the spectrum containing sweet yellows, light browns, and stark oranges as they crackled upon hitting the yellowing grass. He soon found the perfect tree, a thick-trunked one bearing Golden Delicious apples and cinnamon-brown leaves, slumped down, and laid against it, trying to relax as he adjusted the thin scarf he wore to give his
Lipsour lipsLips2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
are directly tied to the world.
we are connected to broken railways
and snow days,
and expecting mothers.
that the snow outside our windows
is not a product of our own doing
did not foresee
tearing apart the eggshell seams
He has given us
that grace is a period
not always given:
can only shine
if the sun is behind them
are directly tied to the world.
call out insecurities and injustice
as frequently as
sings in the midst of April’s winter
and remind yourself
that this world
is not just the product
of God, but
also of those who have the
are directly tied to the world.
grow right outside of your bedroom
press them into your books,
and tell yourself
that you will make a
are directly tied to the world.