Laughing JackHello there, my dear! My name is Laughing Jack!Laughing Jack1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Should you ever need a friend, always know I have your back.
Though I might not be supportive in quite the way you think.
You see, I'm mad in the head and my sanity is on the brink.
Some compare me to the Mad Hatter, but worse will be your fate
When you open up my box and fill me with your hate.
My giggles and monochrome colors will leave you dizzy.
My, haven't you found yourself in quite the tizzy!
Just take a handful of my candy,
But don't be foolish to think things fine and dandy.
I may be a clown but you be the fool.
The last thing you'll remember is Pop Goes the Weasel.
A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 6You wake up in your bed on top of the covers, face down on your pillow. You move your (H/C) hair out of your face and glance at your alarm clock. It read 2:30 in the morning. You take a deep breath and sigh, sitting up. Strangely enough, you weren’t tired in the least bit, so going back to sleep wasn’t an option. To your surprise, Jack was nowhere in sight. You sigh and get up off your bed, about to head out of your room, when you saw someone outside your window.A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 62 years ago in Horror More Like This
You gasp and stumble back onto your bed, your heart racing. Outside your window was a person, presumably a boy, with a dark blue mask on and black circles on the mask where the eyes should have been, and black lines leaking down from the eyes, resembling tears. He wore a black hoody with his hood up over his head, so you saw none of his skin.
He stared right at you, not moving at all. After a few moments, you slowly got up off your bed, trembling.
“W-who are you?” you asked loudly and sternly, though a
No More TearsThey fight.No More Tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She's caught in the middle.
Unable to make one side see reason,
Unable to make the other feel better.
She can't take it.
She hates conflict,
They should know that.
She just wants to run away,
Find someplace free of arguments,
Curl up in a ball
The accusations bombard her,
Even away from the stinging words.
"Tell him I'm right!"
"Tell her she's not listening!"
They don't care what she says.
But she can't run away.
She's trapped with them.
So she buries her head in her hands
She can't stop.
It hurts, all of it.
She covers her ears
But they scream,
They cut through it all.
So she just tones it out,
Aware only of her book
And the tears still streaming down her face.
And even that doesn't work.
So she steels herself.
Grits her teeth.
What she says?
No more tears.
A interview with Laughing JackMe: Thank you, Mr. Jack, for meeting me for this interview.A interview with Laughing Jack1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack: You got any cheese?
Me: What? No, why?
Jack: Because I am hungry, and i like cheese~
Me: Well lets get back to the interv-
Jack: Did you ever see the movie, "Frozen"?
Me: What are you talking about?
Jack: Ya know, that Disney movie with the ice powers, and the abomination of god named Olaf the snowman?
Me: Jack......Are you high?
Jack: I don't know. Am I? I always thought I was relatively short.
Me: (Facepalm) With that out of the way let's continue the interview, shall we?
Jack: Okey dokey!
Me: So, Jack.....What do you think of your fellow murderers. Like Jeff, Ben, or Sally?
Jack: Jeff owes me $5.
Me: That is almost nothing to do with the question I asked...
Jack: Have you ever realized that spam, rhymes with ham!
Me: Wow, you were dropped on your head as a child, weren't you?
Jack: (Shrugs) Maybe, I haven't checked...
Me: So Jack, What is your favorite food?
Jack: Yep, beaver...
Slipping Into InsanityThere is no darkness inside the lightSlipping Into Insanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No frantic ramblings of twisted fright
No bleeding wrists of barbs held tight
No screaming fangs prepared to bite
No demons gathering in dark delight
To torment you every day and night
Such bliss in these flames alight
Until insanity snuffs out your sight
Dance the dance within the day
No letting nightmares have their way
Refusing to look beyond today
Closing your eyes in hopes to stay
To dance within the light's bright ray
Feeling the cold being held at bay
Ignoring the winds that tear and fray
Until insanity comes into play
So much for light and smiles dear
Happiness forever lost inside the fear
Within this cold no friends come near
You are very much alone without a cure
No gentle voices will you now hear
No arms to hold and sunlight cheer
Just the welcoming demon's sneer
No denying insanity is right here
A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 2It’s been a few days since your argument with your mom. She seemed to stop mentioning Laughing Jack, probably because of your father. You’re sitting on the couch with your parents. Your mom is reading a magazine and your dad is flipping through the channels. You haven’t seen Jack in a while, and you hope he’s alright. He’s normally back the next morning.A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caroline also hasn’t been at school either. Nobody knows what happened to her, not even the teacher. You guess she’s sick. You might stop by her house later today.
It’s about seven thirty at night, your dad eventually stops on the evening news channel. Your mom looks up, slightly intrigued.
“The average temperatures in (T/N) for Friday afternoon are 80 to 85 degrees Fahrenheit. The low is 70 degrees and the high is 90…” The news man said. Just as your dad was about to change the channel to something more interesting:
“In more important news, police have foun
Deadly VictimShadow driven she reeks of old blood and dustDeadly Victim2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dried up dreams that scorched and turned to rust
Dark eyes glow with a demonic thirst to slake
Believing her still human is a very grave mistake
Daughter of countless nightmares consumed
Skin deep beauty shelters the covered wound
Slinking the dark corridors in a predatory pace
This darkling demon with a glowing angelic face
A victim of madness grown into an awesome force
Of rage and hatred with absolutely no remorse
Born of the most demented abuse and insane desire
Now darker than even her tormentors tried to inspire
A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 3(12 YEARS LATER)A Tale of Nightmares (LJXReader) Part 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You are now 20 years old, and it’s the second night in your very first apartment. You’re in your new room, unpacking all of your clothes and other boxes. As you bend down to get more clothes out of the box, you notice another smaller box labeled “Old”. You put the clothes down on your bed and cut the tape open with a kitchen knife.
You open it up to find several toys and trinkets from when you were a kid that you never wanted to get rid of. You get out a coloring and activity book and look through it, chuckling at yourself at how messy you were. But, a few pages in, you notice that some of them are actually very neat. The pages were actually filled inside the lines, and the colors were either correct, or in a rainbow pattern.
You get an odd feeling for some reason, like there’s a certain detail you’re missing. You shrug it off. Your parents probably just helped you or something like that. You put the coloring book back in the box. Yo
Look around!Look around.Look around!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who are you?
Where are you?
What are you?
The walls are white
There is no sound
Merely breathing -
White as milk
Glow like stars
There! In the Corner!
Who are you? A faceless person...
Where are you? A cell for the mind...
What are you? The beast that they fear...
In the corner of your eye.
There's nothing there.
But..There, in the corner.
The white looks red.
Tendrils of red, creep up your walls.
The heavenly white bleeds out
Like a ravens wing, over a battlefield
Look around - You can't deny what you see
White runs red,
And security dies.
Who are you? A monster.
Where are you? Hell.
What are you? Insanity.
Fills desolate halls.
An empty room
Is all they find.
A girl wearing white
Arms, strapped to her chest.
Cries on the floor.
"The walls! They're bleeding!
Come With MeA little girl with tear filled eyesCome With Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ran silent down the hall.
She didn't want to hear the sound
Of the noise beyond the walls.
She reached her room as the tears began
Falling softly down her cheeks.
It seemed that nothing could stop the tears
That came to her throughout the weeks.
Safe in her room she cried and cried
Not caring who might hear.
Perhaps someone could come and help her
Calm all of her fears.
Now as she cried a breeze came by
Through the window that was open.
And with tear filled eyes the girl looked up
And prayed a prayer unspoken.
"Please stop these things, oh please, my Lord.
And show them they are wrong.
Send an angel down to show us right
By words or yet by song."
The wind that came took away her prayer
High up into the heavens
Where an angel sat looking down
On the little girl of seven.
He' d heard her prayer, though silent it was
And pity touched his heart.
He could go to her and comfort her
He could maybe help in part.
With a careful leap the angel left
His perch u
Foolish...You can't undoFoolish...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the damage done-
You can't relive
those lonely years-
You can't resuscitate
someone who has
long ago since drowned...
And you cannot mend
a broken heart
with the use
of a simple
Queen of DelusionsThe outside doesn’t countQueen of Delusions2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the inside is burning hate
Jealousy devising vicious schemes
To drag everyone else down
Confined to your own deceit
Controlled by your own delusion
That you are the queen
But you’re strung upon the gallows
As you should
Surrounded by the darkness you emit
Taunted by the face in the nightmares
It only drags you deeper
Towards your own demise
Dave X Reader"Dave! Dave!"(Name) yelled at her boyfriend, as she opened his. "Happy New Years!"Dave X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"(Name). It's four in the morning, why are you still awake?" Dave was in his bed, he threw a pillow at her.
" you sure...?"She walked out of his room, and into hers. She looked at her rad alarm clock, it was indeed four, almost five.
"time, sure flies by quick when you are on the internet..." She laid on her bed and fell asleep.
==>Be the cool kid.
Dave woke up like a regular person would, at a decent time. It was eight thirty, in the morning.
He sluggishly got up, and walked to the kitchen. He noticed his girlfriend's door had been closed, she was probably asleep.
Now through the next few hours, Dave managed to clean the house, draw some new comics, and record some sick beats.
The time was now three thirty o'clock, and Dave still waited for his girlfriend.
==>Be the the energized other person
You are now (Name).
(Name) just woke up and felt very excited, happy and energized. She walked out of her room,
Pretty Blue PillsPretty blue pills,Pretty Blue Pills2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
shiny in my palm,
the ticket to my peace,
to my eternal calm.
They're so perfectly round,
and soon they'll be in me.
The closest to perfect
that I'll ever be.
They go down so smooth.
Five, ten, fifteen and twenty.
Soon I'll be gone.
Twenty-five and Thirty.
That should be enough,
but I'll play it safe.
Thirty-five and forty.
Now I have no more to take.
The bottle is empty,
as empty as I feel.
None of this is happening,
too good to be real.
But soon I start to drift
into a dark unknown fog.
Somewhere quite distantly.
I hear a muffled sob.
But I blow it off as fake.
Nobody could possibly care.
I doubt anyone's noticed
that I'm no longer there.
But then I hear my name,
just a distant call.
I feel myself lift higher.
No! I want to fall!
I ignore the voice in earnest,
but it's calling me up, up, up.
Please let me be.
That life was too tough.
I like this fog,
this numbing haze,
free from the ridicule,
from the judging gaze.
But inevitably I come up,
eyes open so slight.
The Death of Her......And so the heavy handThe Death of Her...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of human nature crushed
the remnants of her sanity.
Reality stilled the
irregular beating of her will;
the Darkness further shrouded
her withered innocence.
"She was drowning...
But nobody saw her struggle..."
She succumbed to her misery.
The Darkness triumphed.
i'm not good enoughI had a dreami'm not good enough2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I woke up without acne
and that you wanted to date me
like in the movies but I'm sorry
this is not a dream and I'm sorry
that I am waking up with flaws this time
and I am sorry
Goodbye KissYou want me to stay, but it can't be.Goodbye Kiss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't you see what I see?
I'm so sorry. I really love you.
That doesn't reflect on what I'll do.
Problems have become too great.
I just can't deal as of late.
You know it will be goodbye.
I can't stop, though you try.
Here is where the chips land.
I wish you could understand.
It doesn't matter what you say.
There isn't any other way.
I'm sorry this is how it is.
Please give me a goodbye kiss.
I wonderI wonder who’d careI wonder2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I’d crash and burn
At this very moment.
I no longer do.
I no longer have the fight in me,
Like an engine without oil,
I’m out of juice.
I feel cold.
I wonder what’s wrong with me.
I wonder why I’m still here.
I wonder about these tears rolling down my cheeks,
I wonder if they’re a sign.
I wonder if I've given up.
I feel as though I have.
My body’s still moving
Drawing haggard breaths
That rattle into my aching, empty skull.
I wonder why.
A New LoveSoft...A New Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Honesty????A sweet dark perfume that entices and luresHonesty????2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A lingering smoke that successfully obscures
Behind these masks how do we really know
What is fantasy, desire, reality or just show
Whispered promises that will never come true
Where honesty is buried under a sultry brew
Lies are quite frequent and spread far and wide
While honesty they always very carefully hide
So be careful when you willingly enter this place
Where deceit often hides behind an honest face
How To Survive As A VampireBy Luther B Campbell, Hartview Vampire SocietyHow To Survive As A Vampire2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you are reading this, this is because you
have been recently been turned into a vampire
and unsure of what to do next.
Don't worry. That's what this guide is here for.
First off, we're sorry of what had happened. None
of this is your fault, it happened against your will,
and we're here to help.
Compared to the olden days where one is left to fend
for his or herself after being turned into one,
nowadays, we keep an eye out for each other, show
them the ropes and best methods of survival, giving
them to live peacefully without bringing any attention
I am sure that in your past life, you have heard, read,
or watched material dedicated to vampires. Some
of it is true, but keep in mind that these materials are
made by individuals with little to no knowledge on how
They did get one essential component right.
Namely, vampires are quite sensitive towards sunlight, beginning
from 0800 Hours until 1900 hours. Your sk
Ashes to ashesAshes to ashesAshes to ashes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dust to dust
and all the rest
is blood and rust
In the end
it will all fall
Devices will be useless
bodies fed to
nothing but ashes
Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
and all the rest
is blood and rust
lost to the world
covered in dust
No one left
to clean it up
none is there
to brush away the dust
Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
and all that's left
is blood and rust
Nothing left of us
to be found in the,
ashes and dust
nothing but blood
blood and rust
Iceland x Reader: You're my Everything [Art Trade]“Hey that was cheating!” You giggled as you and your best friend Emil were playing videogames.Iceland x Reader: You're my Everything [Art Trade]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“No one saw.” He responded as his character crossed the finish line. He gave a rare smile as he put his hands up in the air for him winning. “Who won?”
“You cheated.” You laughed playfully punching him in the arm. You didn’t mind who won and who lost you just loved to spend time with your crush. You’ve felt this way ever since you two were kids playing hide-and-seek in your backyard. His white hair that fell into place so nicely and those violet eyes that you could get lost in. Of course you were the best friend and he would never see you as anything else. You were brought back into reality by a knock at the bedroom door.
“Hey dinner is ready.” One of Emil’s housemates, Tino, chimed with his happy attitude. “Are you going to be joining us, ______?”
“I wish I could.” You shook your head.
True soldierHe laid in bedTrue soldier2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
old and weak
he fought the good fight
but it ends in defeat
Three years with cancer
and it was finally gone
But his old fragile body
won't last very long
He outlived his wife
his sons were at war
his brother also sick
and his body very sore
But through the problems
his mind stayed young and free
he always knew what he liked
and held tight to what he beleieved
When his eyes slowly closed
for the final time
he tightened his old fist
and he started to smile
And he said, " I'm a true soldier,
and i've happily served my time
we may go M.I.A,
but we don't ever die!"