[Tutorial ] How to get points everyday ?Hello Sweeties,[Tutorial ] How to get points everyday ?2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Are you okay ? Hope you're !
To be honest i wanted to do my first tutorial about little chibis for everyone, but... everyday i receive note or comments with:
Donate points ! or Please take a com from me ! or I need points please !
With of course, some bad or pitiful reason (or nothing) with this. But i've to say something, that people who really want points have to understand:
Points are like Money ! They were bought or gain ! You have to "work" for it !
There is no miracle, but i'll give you all the way i know to get points. To get points EVERYDAYS (i got 10-50/day) and how to try to win great price.
How to Get Points Everyday ?
Dahub & Datrade :star:
:icondahub: & :icondatrade:
There're the place to be if you want points everyday ! Of course they wont come without doing nothing.
You just have to watch, fav, g
A Deadpool StoryA Deadpool Story2 months ago in Humor More Like This
“In a world where crime runs unchecked in the streets…where innocent citizens cry out for a hero in their darkest hour…who will it be who answers that call?…Well whoever it is, it ain’t me…because I don’t have a working phone anymore. I ain’t getting ANYONE’S calls. I was gonna get that fixed today, but I guess I forgot…or maybe I just wanted a chimichanga really bad…yeah that’s it.” I smirk. You’d probably think I sit day after day on roof tops and monologue like this to thin air…well you’d be right, because deep down I always know that there’s an invisible face watching, reading, or playing my games, movies, and comics! I must REACH that invisible person and shake their hand and tell them to STOP WATCHING ME WHILE I PEE!
The name is Deadpool. Actually it’s Wade Wilson, but if you know anything about me, you know all this by now right? The big walking tumor who can’t die,
Rigby's Little Secret Chapter 1 - Pt 2Mordecai trailed back and forth of his bed, thinking for a question for the raccoon. He finally thought--Rigby's Little Secret Chapter 1 - Pt 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Rigby, is Muscleman beating you up again?" Mordecai says in a questioning tone, the avian sounded a little upset.
The raccoon let out a loud yawn and said "No....". The raccoon nervously turned his head away from Mordecai, trying to avoid eye-contact. Rigby got embarrassed quite easily. He was so nervous, yet he didn't feel to weird about telling the avian about the whole situation; The raccoon was close to coming out of the closet.
"Well then what is it dude? I swear if he is messing with you..." Mordecai says, raising his voice, trying to get an answer out of the raccoon.
"Honest, he's not hurting me, its just..." Rigby says, trailing off his voice.
"It's just what? Come on, it can't be that bad." Mordecai says, hoping the raccoon isn't being hurt.
"Mordecai---" Rigby says while scooting closer to Mordecai. "I don't want to ruin our friendship but..." Rigby pauses and sighs.
Linkin Park Tribute PoemLinkin Park Tribute Poem7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hybrid Theory states that within minutes to midnight,
A meteor will come down and show off a dark light.
But the collision was miscalculated, it went off course.
And it slammed into the ground with an explosion of force.
This reminds me of you with your hand held high.
It swooped down against me and smacked my pride.
Now I give no more sorrow because all this time you've lied.
I was always by myself, you were never on my side.
You told me it's easier to run, to search far and long.
As long as I don't stay here, to find somewhere I belong.
Now I'm looking for a place to leave all the rest.
A place for my head, somewhere I can suppress
My evil thoughts of you, they're trying to runaway.
They came to you in pieces during the shadows of the day.
They're crawling in your skin, you'll need a cure for this itch.
They eat at you from the inside, in between every stitch.
Nobody's listening to you, they hit you down to the floor.
You bleed out your anger, you can't take it anymore.
One step clos
A pet for StarfireThe shrill beeping of his alarm dragged Robin out of bed. He was almost always the second or first one up, but that did not mean he enjoyed doing it.A pet for Starfire10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ugh," he groaned, checking his calendar, as he shuffled his feet getting ready. Tomorrow was Starfire's birthday, and he still didn't have a clue to what he would give her. He needed the perfect present, something that could very subtly hint his true feelings for her. At first he considered a necklace or some other item of jewelry, but that reminded him of Batman. Sure, he loved Batman dearly as a father, but Wayne was well known for being a womanizer. As corny as it sounded, Robin didn't want to "womanize" Starfire. He also knew Batman had warned it was never a good idea to fall in love with a team mate, but it was too late for that. Robin was madly in love with the resident alien. Slapping himself on the forehead, he headed fo
Mold Greg was cleaning behind his toilet on a Friday when a voice came from within the wall.Mold3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Hey!" the voice said. "Look, I give, all right? I'm coming out!" Greg watched as a stream of black-and-white goo poured out of a crack near where he'd been scrubbing. It smelled of mildew, and, when enough of it came out, formed itself into the shape of a man.
"What are you?" Greg asked, looking up at its globby face.
"I'm the mold that lived behind your toilet," it said, "and I'm here to be your friend."
"Because I didn't develop self-awareness without reason, and you're a loser who cleans his bathroom on a Friday. Get your keys; we're going to the park."
Greg drove. They went to the basketball courts and the mold won in one-on-one against Greg. Twice.
"You need to exercise more," it said. "
Hayloft KidsHayloft Kids6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1: Johnnys Dilemma
Okay remember the last thing that happened? Me and Johnny went to the dance? But first we totally kissed in front of his room? I kept his sweater? Blah-di-Blah-blah?
It seemed like there couldnt be anything to break us up. But something did: time. Johnnys Aunt was getting old. She was only in her late thirties, but had lung, kidney, and heart problems. Living on a farm is healthy, but its strenuous, too. Since Johnnys aunt was alone after Johnny left for the ARC and Metajets, and she was still young and spritely so she didnt hire many hands, she had to work on nearly 300 acres everyday, with only two or three helpers. She wasnt getting on too well; the check-up bills were decreasing the farm income, and she didnt think she could stand it anymore.
So she called Johnny to visit her for a day. He did. Left about five in the morning. Got home nearly midnight.
I knew something was up.
So when he flew in 1
The Truth About HufflepuffsHufflepuff: The Nearly-Forgotten House of Hogwarts</i>The Truth About Hufflepuffs7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the Harry Potter series, there are four separate houses of Hogwarts: Gryffindor, the house representing courage and justice. Ravenclaw, representing intelligence and wisdom. Slytherin, representing ambition and resourcefulness. Hufflepuff, representing loyalty and tolerance. Each of these houses embody important virtues. So why do many people assume that Hufflepuffs are useless?
I recall the Sorting Hat song which mentions Helga Hufflepuff's statement "I'll take the lot" when the other founders revealed what virtues they would value in their students. I feel that this statement by Hufflepuff has been vastly misinterpreted by many fans of the series. As the importance of blood status has always been a major issue in the Wizarding World, to the point that that Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin (who were great friends before founding Hogwarts) came to resent each other
500 Theme Challenge Themes1. Introduction500 Theme Challenge Themes3 years ago in Settings More Like This
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
10. Breathe Again
22. Mother Nature
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
30. Under the Rain
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
42. Standing Still
44. Two Roads
50. Breaking the Rules
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
56. Danger Ahead
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
61. Fairy Tale
63. Do Not Disturb
67. Playing the Melody
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
Goodbyei didn’t fall in love with youGoodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
until your skin was already grey and i
had to tell you what the weather was like
since you couldn’t leave your bed.
i didn’t mind long nights in the hospital
because making you laugh brought a warmth
to my cheeks that burnt hotter than a
forest fire, you never laughed at me for blushing
i snuck you in alcohol and forbidden foods
and pushed you around in that rusted wheel chair,
and all the nurses looked at us with
miserable eyes that said more than the doctors
would ever tell me.
naively i thought it was good news
when you said they were sending you home; but
when i saw you strewn across your wine red sheets
my heart was heavy with foreboding, and
neither one of us said anything while i
slid an iv into your paper-skin hand, so
i never asked if you were okay.
we kissed and i didn’t comment
on your snowflake lips or the fact that
your hands shook like earth quakes when
they grazed my thigh and i held you tightly
like if i could keep
Ask You Out"It stuns me how some people just don't see the obvious." Natasha muttered to Clint. The team had just finished a mission and they were in that Shawarma place Tony had suggested in the first day they worked together. It has become a kind of tradition.Ask You Out3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are you talking about?"
"Just look at Rogers and Stark. I can smell the sexual tension between them and they just don't see it. How hard can it be to see that someone is attracted to you?"
"Tell me about it." Clint replied ironically, scratching the back of his neck. "What do you think someone should do on a situation like that?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... Hypothetically, say I'm attracted to you and you have no idea. What should I do?"
"Go for it, take the risk." Natasha replied without hesitating. "Maybe I feel the same for you, maybe I don't, but you don't know until you try."
"But things could get weird if you say no."
"If things get weird, then I'm a bitch and don't deserve the attention you give me."
"So, even if I'
Marvel OC TemplateMarvel OC Template1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Accent: (Do they have an accent)
OC's Clothing Style
Social: (are they shy or not shy)
Bravery: (are they brave or a scardy cat)
Rebellious: (Do they follow rules or they don't)
Tidy: (Are they clean or messy)
Daredevil: (Do they love challenges or not)
Bookworm: (Do they love to read or avoids it)
Favorite Tv Show:
Least Favorite Food:
Least Favorite Drink:
Least Favorite Movies:
Least Favorite Music:
Least Favorite Tv Show:
Least Favorite Book:
Least Favorite Holiday:
FunnyWhat's two things Brittney Spears and Paris Hilton don't have that we people have?Funny8 years ago in Historical More Like This
Underpants and brains!
You can't fix stupid, but you can fix your face, but Michael Jackson can't fix his.
Say this three times fast:
How many sheets can this sheet slitter slit?
Say this five times fast:
Say this three times fast:
I am sofa king we todd ed!
Bill Nye the science guy is not Davey Jones in pirates of the carribean people its Bill Nighe from Underworld as Victor you stupid idiots geesh!
Why did the chicken cross the road?
So that way he can prove to the possum he could do it.
Adam Sandler in 50 first dates
Drew Barrymore as Lucy: How's the cow?
Adam Sandlar: Same as you everyday but we still have to convince her she is a cow.
Ula's kid: Daddy whats a nimpho?
Ula: oh uh the nimpho is the state bird of Ohio
Adam Sandler: Ya and you're the state idiot of Hawaii
Ula: one day u just go for it and the next thing you know poof you're gone
Adam Sandler: See I'm not so sure about th
Catch me if I fallCatch me if I fallCatch me if I fall7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mrs. Lovett woke up early that morning. At first it was unclear to her what the particular reason for this was: at Sunday morning she usually slept until ten or maybe even eleven oclock. But today was different. There was a strange expectation in the air, a restless energy.
She opened the curtains and peeked outside. The sun was shining for the first time in months. She sighed, relieved: finally, another seemingly eternal London winter came to an end for now at least. The weather changes before you know it.
Mrs. Lovett felt the sudden need to go out and enjoy the warmth now that it was possible. Maybe her pale skin would look a bit healthier and perhaps she wouldnt feel so cold after she had been out for a while.
She dressed quickly. Because Toby was still sleeping and she even didnt dare to think of what Sweeney Todd was doing, she just made breakfast for herself. Toby would eat hours later, and Mr. Todd seemed to be able to live witho
FakeFake10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My plates are made of plastic
A regal shade of blue
As are my knives and forks and spoons
And serving dishes, too.
If, by some chance I stumble,
As I am passing by
And knock them off the table
They do not break....they do not die.
I have two plastic goldfish
Within a plastic bowl
To ease a troubled soul.
As long as I am careful
To keep the batteries dry
They'll swim along forever
They do not sink....they do not die.
I have a cocker spaniel
I named my buddy Ruff.
He doesn't run or chase a ball -
How can he when he's stuffed?
But he is always there for me.
Where I am-there he lies
And, though he'll never lick my face,
He does not leave....he does not die.
Your picture hangs above my bed.
The glass and frame are fake
But if it falls down from the wall
It has no chance to break.
Your beauty takes my breath away.
Your smile of sweet delight
Dispels the gloom from my small room;
Illuminates the night.
I place my fingers on your cheek
And, teardrops in my eye,
ArtWhy does art need to be perfect?Art4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Why throw rules on how to become a good artist onto us?
Why give us direction on how to do it right?
Why send us to the greatest artists for learning?
Why do we need the best learning to become good artists?
Cant we choose what we want to create, in the way we want to create it?
Our flaws is not a negative barrier.
Our flaws can create new and exiting things.
With our flaws we can create something no one else has created.
Only going for what is and looks natural is one of hundreds of paths.
And its not the only "right" one.
You have the choice to go all the paths.
There shouldnt be just a few to choose from, you make up your own.
Art isnt restricted and neither is your imagination.
Art doesnt need to be perfect to be amazing.
BelieveSomebody once asked meBelieve7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"In what do you believe?"
And I answered them simply
"I believe in everything"
I believe in you,
I believe in me
I believe in hope and faith,
And so much in reality
I believe in innocence,
Because it makes me smile,
And I see it every single day,
On the face of my child
I believe in passion,
And a love that burns so deep,
Yes, I believe
In the little steps of my life,
And where they'll take me
In living in the moment,
And that you make your destiny
Someone once asked me,
"Do you believe in anything?"
And I answered them simply,
"No, I believe in everything."
I believe in you,
I believe in me
I believe in sunny days,
When the sky is so clear
I believe in laughter,
I even believe in tears,
These two can be the same thing,
In case you think that's weird
I believe in joy,
And yet in pain,
These are the things that shape us,
They make us who we will remain
In the little steps
CaseClosedxArtemis - Intrique2Three elements were essential to any crime: means, motive and opportunity.CaseClosedxArtemis - Intrique26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The previous heists had proven that the thief had access to sufficient technology and, moreover, the skills to use them.
The motive was still uncertain, though both Conan and Artemis believed it highly likely that the thief was only a hired hand. The slim profile they had constructed suggested that the burglar was a highly trained individual, more interested in money than art. Going after, specifically, the Pendragon figurines and the figurines alone, without taking any of the other valuables, suggested that the thief had a very strict agenda and high level of professionalism.
It was certainly possible that Sir Adam was the man behind the curtain the one ordering the thefts. They had arrived here to investigate that possibility. Sir Adam was a noted antiquarian and scholar. He doubtless knew the value of the dragons. He was also familiar with police procedure, having worked with a local police chief on a
A World of BloodA World of Blood:A World of Blood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...
Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...
The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...
My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...
The blind shall follow in his burning steps;
They will see within him a flame and fire.
And he knows that the hearts of passionate men
Are easily laced with glorious desire...
In dreams he calls and grants them strength
He sends his 'angels' to enchant the night.
He turns the blind into seeing creatures
And robs them of the light...
But it is h
RosuraLucius Malfoy had been sending Narcissa Black a letter every day for the past two weeks. She hadnt replied. He had sent flowers and chocolates - she sniffed them, she ate them - but she still hadnt acknowledged him.Rosura7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Even Snape, who never had any trouble believing the worst of people, had been unprepared for how cruel she could be. She read Malfoys letters out to her friends at the Slytherin table over breakfast, giggling scornfully. And it got worse. Desperate to hear some kind of response, Malfoy talked openly about the Dark Lord in these letters, telling her that he had powerful allies, warning her that the revolution was coming, promising her that he could ensure she was Queen over the entire wizarding world someday, with hordes of muggles and wizards alike paying tribute to her.
Bad enough if the Ministry heard about these letters - Malfoy would be sent to Azkaban without trial - after all, what need for a trial if you had written confessio
How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.How to love a girl who can't love herself.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
100 themes challenge list100 themes100 themes challenge list5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
10. New arrival
11. Dream land
14. Forbidden love
42. It wasn't me
43. He did it
44. The dog ate it
45. Run away
50. On top of the world
51. Feeling good
52. A night under the stars
53. Please go away
54. Running from your problems
57. Pretty girl
58. Handsome man
76. No hope
79. Light at the end of the tunnel
Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girlYes, I am a teenage girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I am okay with mice
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I'm different
Yes, I'm strange
Yes, I'm my own person
Why is that bad?
Why do you hate me for that?
Why can't I just be myself without your criticism?
Why is it horrible if I'm not just like you?
I don't have a problem with it
Maybe the problem