Just an Ordinary Day [Vardoc x Xoda][Parte 13]Número de palabras: 2000 aprox.Just an Ordinary Day [Vardoc x Xoda][Parte 13]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Canción: ioewhdeoi no sé c:
Sacó el remedio que le correspondía, reprimiendo las arcadas que amenazaban por salir mientras engullía la asquerosa píldora verde, en un intento de pasar el repugnante sabor lo más rápido que podía.
—¿Por qué sabes a mierda de Batman? —Preguntó por fin, frunciendo los labios—. ¿Por qué, por qué? Explícamelo.
Claro que no recibió ningún tipo respuesta de la pastilla, y sabía que iba a ser así (Pues, ¿Qué pastilla habla?), pero al vivir solo ya había adquirido la costumbre de hablar consigo mismo. Y de darle personalidad a las cosas.
— Porque a mí me gusta la mierda de Batman —susurró con un tono agudo, tratando de imitar la voz que haría la píldora si tuviese vida
Confused Love Markiplier/Darkiplier X Wade Chap. 1Well~ it's been a while since I do dis'. But, this is a story that progressed in an RP with my girlfriend :iconx--Darkiplier--x:Confused Love Markiplier/Darkiplier X Wade Chap. 16 months ago in Romance More Like This
Anyways, enjoy the randomness -walks away- -runs back- Oh, oh, oh, one more thing this has SMUT in it, so you don't like it. GTFO.
Mark sighed as he came downstairs from editing a video to the kitchen where Wade was raiding his fridge. "The hell you doin', Wade?", he asked, coming up behind his taller friend. "Nothing, I swear." Wade said as he turned around and kicked the fridge closed and smiled innocently. Mark rose an eyebrow at Wade, "Don't be that guy, Wade. Please," he said. "What kind of guy, Mark? I swear I wasn't doing anything" Wade proceeded, "Sure" Mark muttered, slightly irritable, as he took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Hey, man you sure look tired. Maybe you should take it easy" Wade said, Mark muttered something inaudible and walked over to the living room as he slipped his glasses back on
angst scars on my stomach andangst 4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in between my ears
and i'll be sixteen tomorrow
and mom bought me a swimsuit
it's the first two-piece i've ever worn
when i went out and showed her, she cried
and said she didn't care about the marks
on my abdomen
that i could still wear it and
i was still beautiful.
and i'll never win because
if you're not being tossed around by life
you're dead, my dear
and i've realized in the past few months
i don't want to die just yet.
Breathe with meOh my darling girl,Breathe with me7 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Listen to me.
We are all here for you.
You are not alone.
And you do not need to be
Anything more than you are.
Let me tell you a secret,
No one is perfect,
And even if they were
They wouldn't be able to see it.
So breathe my dear,
One breath in
And one breath out.
We'll get through this.
We have a 100 percent
Success record already
For days we have lived,
Lets not throw that away.
And if it feels too much,
If your chest gets too tight,
And the chasm opens at your feet,
Then I am here.
Just grasp my hand,
I will not falter,
Not with you.
So remember to breathe,
One breath in
And one breath out.
Do you think you could do that for me?
For ten minutes?
What about an hour?
Do you think you could
Manage an hour?
If you can't
Then let's go back
To those ten minutes.
Ten minutes to breathe,
Maybe cry a little,
But ten more minutes
Before you act
On all those impulses.
And then shall we try
Ten minutes more?
Because my dear,
No one expects you to b
beloved/be loveddo not let someone else be your sunbeloved/be loved5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
fill your universe up with stars and
clouds and planets and
let others be within your
let them shine their brightest
gleam for all that they are
and all that they can be
notice their twinkle
if they dim down and
explode in a supernova
do not let them be a black hole
do not let other people's
darkness consume you
be your own sun
because the first thing you see every morning
is your own skin
and you deserve to be the center of your own universe.
loving on suicide watcha spilling of cornflakesloving on suicide watch4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
skittering across the counter--
thoughts crunch over themselves,
words like tranquilliser; suicide;
hospital hospital hospital.
it's been three days since i took him in
handed the responsibility of his life
to the professionals,
and still, the fear follows me,
the way the razor would look
on his nightstand, missing
the one most vital piece
and it, fallen to the floor
the gasping of air at 2am
when i'm convinced he's tied himself
to the ceiling, a breathless kite
on a belt-string
the sudden bang of a backfire
raising my heart rate,
an easy overdose, pills slipping
from his fists down his throat,
all the ways i'm expecting to find his beautiful mess
no longer beautiful.
it's been three days and when i visit
his brain is fogged, medicated
into submission, and he is in there
somewhere, held captive
and screaming for freedom--
his eyes don't light up anymore.
and i'm too tired to move,
so i visit and i come home
and i fall into bed.
the cereal on the benc
Songs that are missingDo butterflies cry?Songs that are missing7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do they try
To be more
Than we are looking for?
Do they aspire
To be the flower?
Do birds mourn?
Do they continue to listen
For the song that is missing?
Do they see the bodies
Broken and Bloodied
And wonder why they never worried?
Do we see despair
In the butterfly's flitting?
Are we listening
To the songs that are missing?
Can we hear the gaps
In the harmony?
The loss in the symphony?
Are we so unaware
Of the things that were once there?
Because I can think of
Nothing more devastating
Than the creatures that are hoping,
That are wishing,
For more than they are seeing.
We see beauty and perfection
Within the shimmering colours
And find wonder and inspiration
In their mere mention.
But what if we are not the exception?
What if it's a misconception
That we are sentient
While they are ignorant?
If we can feel
Love and insecurity
Why can't the butterfly feel ugly
Or the Hummingbird lonely?
hope(less)?i get so uncomfortable when i'm complimented.hope(less)?4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
your words are pressing against my chest and
i am nothing but black smoke
swirling around your eyes and
filling you up with stories of a redhead in
the middle of southern nowhere
and there's a hand gripping at my lungs and it's
beating my breasts bloody and bruised
and my eyes are still watering from
the last time i looked at myself naked
and my weight is always
anchoring in the back of my mind
and i guard my stomach with my arms
but my limbs are too big, too thick
and i'm clawing at the pieces of me that are
trying to slip out
because i'm always too much
physically and emotionally
and one of my friends keeps
telling me not to apologize so much
but it's hard not to feel sorry about your presence when
you've had the people closest to you
call you fat
and no, that's not my excuse for
hating myself and hurting myself
but it might help you understand why
every other word out of my mouth
is an apology
because i'm a people pleaser
They sing 'one for sorrow' and now you know whyA fortune-teller once told her that she hadThey sing 'one for sorrow' and now you know why3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyes made for crying and that there would be
sparrow-boned boys with fledgling sharp beaks
who would smell it on her. And they would peck
peck peck kisses on her eyelids and leave claw-prints
on her palms, leave tears welling in her eyes as they
She would forever be the branch, never the bird. Spring
could paint her sakura-pink and summer could coat her
in honey-amber sap but there would
always be an autumn, a winter, when
the geese would mark out arrows over
head, calling the birds to migrate to tropical
freckle-faced girls and pebble-beach-back
women, all sunshine all the time. But she was
a girl that waned and waxed, cycling through
the seasons, inhospitable in the late December
nights, frostbitten in the February fortnights.
She had eyes made for crying, watching lovers fall
from her fingers like leaves, flying to warmer climates
and exotic seas. She had eyes made for crying, when
she fell in love with a magpie-eyed boy too hard,
on being at war with yourselfif you've ever seen a car pass byon being at war with yourself7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and wanted to jump in front of it
you know how it feels.
i know how it feels to have everyone leave you
it wasn't three months ago that i had to be homeschooled
after i was bullied by people who were previously my best friends
and it was only thirteen days ago i lost my first love
so i know how it feels to want to scream at the stars
and ask why the hell you're here.
there's so much pain in this world that
sometimes you want to take yourself out of it.
leelah alcorn was at war with herself
she was a woman trapped inside a body that
didn't feel like her own
and i'm not transgendered, but
i know how it feels to hate your body
i know how it feels to
want to break out of your skin so badly that
you'd shoot bullets through it.
leelah wasn't just at war with herself, though.
parents who trapped her inside a closet
locked the door and swallowed the key
also shot arrows at her hollowing chest--
and if you've ever been afraid to be yourself
you know how i
Things to avoid when making horror ocsThings to avoid when making horror ocs6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
I give creepypatas a lot of crap around 'ere. But there's a reason why, not just because they're incredibly overplayed and have some of the most irritating of fans, but also because they inspire some of the most cliched, 1-dimensional, dull and poorly developed original character's only the sonic fandom could rival. In fact, I doubt Sonic oc's aren't as overdone as some of the archetypes presented by creepypastas.
However, to cut creepypastas some slack, these clliches are beginning to grind into a lot of horror-themes original characters in general (Ones that have no relation to creepypastas I.e Five Nights At Freddies ocs).
Here's the lowdown, I'll list a collection of traits beginning to really cheese me off that are being assigned to pretty much every horror character (mainly cps) I've been seeing recently. I'll give my thoughts on them, and why I think they need to go curl up in a corner and die slowly, or under what circumstances the trait should be used in.
Of course these are o
how to eati. set three alarms each morninghow to eat4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you get up on the first one
you're already on your way to feeling
powerful and unstoppable
if you don't
well, maybe you'll feel better tomorrow
or next month
or next year.
ii. go to the bathroom
look at yourself in the mirror
turn to the side and lift up your shirt
try to get a grasp on your reality
even though you know you can't because
you have fucking body dysmorphia and
you have no idea how you really look
check your weight
if it's high, you're fat
if it's low, you're still fat
but not that fat
brush your teeth three times and
shrug at your hair
because you're not going anywhere, anyway.
iii. get your brother up for school
drag him out of bed and check the temperature outside
pick out his clothes
stumble into the kitchen and have the
mental wrestle of eating breakfast
if you do, you count the calories carefully
the numbers consume you and the hunger does too
and you know that you'll eat again later
no matter how much y
RP-Guide - Character Creation and DevelopmentCharacter Creation and DevelopmentRP-Guide - Character Creation and Development3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
((Whether you're writing your own story or RPing, there's a lot that goes into making an interesting and realistic character. I know that some RPers prefer to come up with characters literally on the spot before they start playing. Others prefer to have one prepared and ready beforehand. I'm one of the latter. Some people can pull off just whipping a character up out of nowhere; if you're able to do that well, you have my respect. But for the rest of us, I have some helpful tips! Not very much of this is WG exclusive, but hey, it helps for any kind of RP.
Once again, most of these are based on my experience and personal opinion. You might have different ideas about things that do and don't work. Take it with as many grains of salt as you wish. The most important thing about RP is that both you and your partners are having fun.))
1. What do they look like?
This might sound like a silly question. They're your characters, after all
.maybe hearts become cold because their.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
chests broke and
too much wind came in.
maybe people cut themselves off because their
television ran too long and
they shut off automatically.
maybe the reason i keep getting left isn't because
other people are horrible
but because i am.
there's no such thing as hopelessclouds roll inthere's no such thing as hopeless2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
black and churning
my surroundings are tinted with green
leaves are flipping
flip p ing
f li ppi ng
the air is filled with irriguous electric potential
the sky is getting darker
i-- i-- i--
i lock the door once
just to be sure
i have to be sure
because rain is starting to pour
and i can't let any get in
or everything will be covered in mold
m ol d
i can feel it already growing
growing on my ski i n
and i scrub my arms until they're red
and now thunder is
and i check to make sure the windows are shut once
just to be sure
i have to be sure
and now i check the ceiling
and i do that for exactly
because fifteen can only be divided by five and three
cactus planetslet me be your anchor until youcactus planets3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
get so battered and bruised by your own emotions
you fall asleep
before you can finish your last sentence
the night sky always seemed so beautiful
to me, when i was younger
i wanted to be an astronomist
stars are free and brilliant
fiery balls full of potential explosions
which is pretty similar to having a dynamite heart
locked inside your chest
but as i got older i realized that
everyone's heart worked in mysterious ways
and we were all just potential eruptions
so i thought
"how wonderful would it be if i could save them?"
not older, but wiser
i scraped my knees across
broken buildings that were left behind from
trying to piece back all the shards i could find
that were laid out by your own
then i had a dark epiphany and
discovered that i really
can't save anyone
so i thought
"i might as well try, anyway."
i still have people curl in
towards themselves and
apologize for being the beautiful human mess
that they are
these numbers mean nothing (everything)i. i'm 138 poundsthese numbers mean nothing (everything)3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
5 foot 3 inches
my waist is 28 inches
or 71 centimeters
my hips are 39 inches
or 98 centimeters
and my bust in 35 inches
or 89 centimeters.
ii. red hair
perfectly angled and cut
i'm letting my natural hair come in
because i'm trying to show people
where i've been
(where i'm going)
with mismatched colors and scars
i started cutting off locks
from the top of my head
just as maintenance
because i'm a perfectionist
if i don't like the way things look
i cut them off
i'm realizing that
my body, my friends
can't be worked with that way
so i'm always cutting my hair
because it's the only thing
i can control.
iii. my forehead stretches on
and on and on and on and on
(it's why i got bangs in the first place)
until it's finally relieved by
my pair of brows
which are looking alright, lately
although they've always been
too dark for my liking
and they're neve
The Tanker Files #1Ghost No. 9245; Elmer Toddson:The Tanker Files #111 months ago in Profiles More Like This
A Geist we have had recently on our radar. At first we believed this Poltergeist to be a threat like the others we have encountered but, he seems to actually be fighting off ghosts and demons, and claims to be an exorcist. In his previous life we learned he was a pastor and married. His cause of death was a possessed wife, possessed by the Bloody Mary. We are surprised this Geist has yet to go rogue or do malicious actions as of yet. What's interesting to note is that we have checked the records about the Toddson family and.... They have an odd history... Actually a member of that family was previous associated with this foundation. Whatever the ties, it seems the family tree Elmer is tied to has had some major influences in the world no one knows about, except for us.
If you encounter him, please request him to see you with a debriefing. He is important.
Ghost No. 0234; Bloody Mary:
This ghost has been on our list for a while, out data shows she has been
iii. help me land"why do you want to write all this, anyway?"iii. help me land4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
"huh? what do you mean?"
a cocked head and wide eyes
my expression upturned
i glance up towards mikey
sitting in the plush chair
across from my bed
"i mean...who gives a shit about my past?"
"i do, buddy."
"yeah but...you're you. no one else is going to care."
i scribble a few more notes down, taking in his clean-cut appearance
it'd be good to add that
about how much he's changed
his hair is cut short, wetted down
he dawns a suit and a tie
his formal speech started disintegrating when
i asked him about the angels and
and how he came out of the closet in a town
so violent towards homosexuality
his life is so interesting
terrible, but interesting
i think it says a lot about us
about who we are as a society
"they killed johnny-boy, ya know."
set my pen down
well, me and him became a thing
and it was hot and passionate and crazy
i've told you about that, before
you know ho
4 Tips for Indie Writing4 Tips for Indie Writing4 Tips for Indie Writing1 month ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 9 “Types of Writers” – Section 3 “Indie Writing”
With Links to Supplementary Material
Continuing with our series on types of writers, today we'll discuss indie writers. Indie writers are characterized by originality, their abundance of ideas, desire for superb quality, and creativity—countered by a strong repulsion against trends, popular literature, and traditional conventions of writing. The challenge is to balance these two sets of tendencies, and to put indie writing in the most constructive context possible.
Tip 1: Think of writing a story like a recipe—in terms of its elements.
The most common type of indie story I encounter tries to be so creative and so unique, that it vaguely resembles anything close to a story. I want to like it, to applaud its originality, but i
it may be the calling, buts is for scream and shoutit may be the calling, but6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
u is for understanding what life's about
i is for i thought i was stronger
c is for can't take this much longer
i is for investigating cause of death
d is for dragging final breath
e is for everyone will miss you
i is for i never got a chance to kiss you
s is for sorrow melted into my heart
n is for not knowing how much you've torn our lives apart
o is for open veins behind close doors
t is for trying to heal our aching sores
t is for taming the sadness inside
h is for hating the way that you died
e is for envy for those with loved ones alive
a is for asking to find a way for survive
n is for nearing the darkest edge of the mind
s is for saving yourself from being blind
w is for we miss you like hell
e is for everything i never got to tell
r is for resting with you would be swell
(but i'll stick to life, despi
Creepypasta The Fighters Blank Boss TemplateBio: (Brief summary of your Character's/OC's backstory/bio)Creepypasta The Fighters Blank Boss Template8 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Powers/Weapons: (What are their abilities and weapons they use in combat?)
(what are the normal attacks they use in combat?)
(what is the one move used (X-ray move/special battle combination..))
(What is their finishing moves/fatality moves to their opponent?)
Friendship: (What happens when friendship is established?)
Intro Pose: (How does your Character/OC enters the area?)
Winning Pose: (what does your Character/OC do if he winning?)
Victory Pose: (What does your Character/OC do after the battle?)
(What does your Character/OC say after victory/during battle?)
Defeat Pose: (What Your Character/OC Says When You Defeat Them?)
Ending: (This you get if you lose to That Character/OC Boss and don't select continue?)
CeCe's Headcanons: Slender's Proxies-All proxies are capable of telepathy, though some cannot transfer words. The more experienced/powerful proxies can transmit thoughts, feelings and conversations to multiple people, as well as broadcast their location, like a distress call. The less experienced or those who simply do not use telepathy can send feelings, described as pushes, tugs etc.CeCe's Headcanons: Slender's Proxies1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
-There is a distinct difference between the different proxy classes.
----There are administrative/observer proxies who primarily observe and help control the other proxies. There are frequently the most loyal or the most desperate proxies. Examples of this class are Masky, Paranoia, and the Observer
----Attack proxies go out and specifically murder or terrify people. There isn't much else they do besides this. They are usually the most insane, quickest or strongest proxies. Examples include Ravon, Ticci Toby and Insomnia
----Guardian proxies stay behind and defend the Slender Forest and Asylum. They very, very rarely ever leave the area. O