Rules Of The Internet1. Do not talk about /b/Rules Of The Internet6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. Do NOT talk about /b/
3. We are Anonymous.
4. Anonymous is legion.
5. Anonymous does not forgive, Anonymous does not forget.
6. Anonymous can be horrible, senseless, uncaring monster.
7. Anonymous is still able to deliver.
8. There are no real rules about posting.
9. There are no real rules about moderation either enjoy your ban.
10. If you enjoy any rival sites DON'T.
11. You must have pictures to prove your statement.
12. Lurk moar it's never enough.
13. Nothing is Sacred.
14. Do not argue with a troll it means that they win.
15. The more beautiful and pure a thing is, the more satisfying it is to corrupt it.
16. There are NO girls on the internet.
17. A cat is fine too.
18. One cat leads to another.
19. The more you hate it, the stronger it gets.
20. It is delicious cake. You must eat it.
21. It is delicious trap. You must hit it.
22. /b/ sucks today.
23. Cock goes in here.
24. You will never have sex.
Would You Treat Me The Same? (Poem)If I was gay, what would you say?Would You Treat Me The Same? (Poem)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I was a boy and not a girl would you even treat me the same?
So take a second to tell me, if I was changed by my look and not how I act would you even come to say hi?
If you were to change my weight, or perhaps my eyes what would you do if I knocked on your door?
Would you just slam it in my face without a word, or would you invite me inside?
So tell me great people what would you do if my looks were changed but now how I act?
If my hair was blonde and not brown would you think of me as dumb, or if my skin were to be brown would you even trust me?
So everyone tell me if I were changed by my look but now how I act would you even treat me the same?
If I were to be what everyone calls 'fat' would you date me?
If I were to be elderly would you leave me alone?
Tell me your answers, tell me them please, if I were changed by my looks but not how I act would you treat me the same?
You all tell me you won't but sometimes I fear, if I were to change my clothe
Let`s talkHello, my name is Kenneth M. Johansen otherwise known as Kenna20.Let`s talk2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And this is my attempt to talk until through my problems
Maybe one hour ago, I made a journal post asking if any would recommend this approach, I got many responses, very kind hearted and sincere people, some saying no, others saying yes, some saying do whatever you feel like.
As a result, I decided to try this, but for all I know this may not get put up at all.
However, if it does, any feedback is welcome, consider this a good opportunity to get to know a bit of who I am, for ill be going deep.
And remember, if this makes no sense, no story really does.
I suppose we can start at the root
In Norway there are various different approaches to education one can take, in difference from America, where aiming for collage is a given, its not so here.
The most common chooses educational path here is as follows:
kindergarten- school- middle school-high school and then depending on what you do, either unive
The VoidYou ever heard of a place called the Void.The Void2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Some say it is an arcane realm, where all manners of magical energy come from.
Others say it is a place of darkness, where all feelings like doubt, sorrow and anger come from.
Some would say it is a place like purgatory, where one is cleansed by ones sins, with nothing but emptiness around them to do so.
I hardly care which one is the correct answer, but Im stuck in this void right now.
A place of darkness and doubt, a place of magic bad magic, and a place of nothingness.
How I ended up here is hard to say, but it rendered me a broken man.
The darkness is closing in on me, and for the first time ever, I cannot muster the strength, I cannot find the light, Im trapped trapped like an animal going for the butcher, sitting in unfamiliar surroundings not knowing what is about to happen.
All I feel down here is a wind, a cold breeze penetrating my skin, my flesh, my bones, leaving me shivering, screaming in despair, crying fo
How To Clean Your ToiletHow To Clean Your ToiletHow To Clean Your Toilet2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
1) Add the necessary amount of shampoo into your toilet. Open both lids.
2) Get the cat and carry him/her into the bathroom. Sooth the cat and carry him/her to the bathroom. Then in one motion place the cat in the toilet and close both lids. You may have to stand on it (don't mind the noises coming from the toilet. The cat is actually enjoying it)
3) Make sure that the door to the outside is open and nothing is in the way. Flush the toilet 4 or 5 times to create a power wash.
4) Stand aside and open the lid. The cat will shoot out and run outside. Your toilet will be sparkling clean. So that is the way to clean your toilet.
A ResponseThe world is big, several millions of people.A Response1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
The DeviantART community is big, so what would lead me to take notice of one guy? Or more specifically, That-guy.
One could call it a gut feeling, or intuition, or maybe it was both of them.
The way I prefer to look at it is this, while I was drowning in a sea of sorrow, someone of equall sorrow reached out, now why would someone do this?
That I do not know, but strangers helping out in such a manner is a rare thing.
so I did not reject it, and as I rose again, I could see a young man, full of potential, and a hidden light, a weak shimmer, which I knew, and still know, will blossom into a full blown beautiful star with the right support, encouragement and friendship.
Through his writing I got insight into his life, and I can respond to it all.
Why does it matter that one got ignored, called dumb, or was the laughing stock?
For I can assure you this, before the end they will recognize the wisdom you have that they did not see, they will noti
CBNS ch.1I don't own the characters of this story nor the form they are presented, that belongs to 123soleilCBNS ch.14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Our story starts somewhere in the south-east archipelago of Australia, specifically in a certain castle, where an evil scientist is preparing his plan to conquer the world.
"Hahaha! Finally! Both the Evolvo-Ray and the Cortex Vortex are completed, now we just need the animals of these dreadful islands in order to turn them into my loyal army" said Dr. Neo Cortex to his assistants N. Brio and N. Gin.
5 months later
At night, in the laboratory, both Cortex and Brio were experimenting with the animals they have captured.
"Master these are the last ones" says his second assistant bringing a cage with three eastern barred bandicoots from Wumpa Island.
"Excellent!" exclaimed Cortex leaving Brio to finish alone the mutation process and the obeying teaching. So far, it looked like their plan was a success as a brown haired man with yellow eyes came out of the Cortex Vortex (123soleil's hu
A Challenge of Love: The DateA Challenge of Love: The Date3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"A Challenge of Love: The Date."
After his mission in Rouran, Minato returns to the village of Konoha with his team to deliver the report of the mission to Sandaime. However, Minato was a little anxious to get home, since he'd promised to take a certain redhead on a date.
Every year in Konoha, there's a festival called Sakura Matsuri, which celebrates the changing seasons and welcomes the spring. As expected, Minato took this opportunity to ask Kushina out.
It's been almost a year since Minato and Kushina have been going out as a couple, though neither of them has officially committed since both spend too much time on their missions and they didn't have time for themselves. Kushina was promoted to one of the highest ranks in the Anbu squad and Minato was being considered as a candidate for Hokage, as one of the strongest Jounin in the village.
Meanwhile, Minato made haste to where they were supposed to meet. As he walked to the meeting point in all he could think about was what
Allegrezza - FinaleAllegrezza: ConclusivoAllegrezza - Finale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mounting entries on her to-do list coupled with a draining amount of time in which to attend to them had made Octavia somewhat irritable. The night of the Gala was upon them, and she was expected to be in attendance with her ensemble in no less than an hour. As such, it was very much to her chagrin that she discovered Vinyl asleep on the bed, where she should have already begun changing into her outfit.
A burst of sharp jabs to the stomach remedied the situation, and Vinyl's bleary eyes were met with the sight of a rather indignant Octavia bearing down on her.
"Vinyl, are you asleep?!"
A brief respite was given from the intent glare, as Vinyl's hooves shakily rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah...I was, what's up?"
Octavia practically cuffed Vinyl to her hooves, her benevolence somewhat lessened by copious amounts of stress, and an impatient cart driver waiting outside to bear them away to the palace.
"You're what's meant to be up! Come on! Ge
Dear LokiDear Loki,Dear Loki2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take the chaos that is all around me.
Calm the stormy seas of my emotions.
I cannot travel this path alone.
Christ is the Prince of Peace,
and my first love among the gods,
but I feel I need someone beside me
Who knows the dark.
Who knows pain.
Who knows destruction can lead to creation.
Help me make something beautiful
Out of the ashes.
Ice CreamInspired by the pic in the artist comments. Light BowserxPeach Fluff. Don't like it? Go away.Ice Cream3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Bowser paused at the window and stood his head out. The sun was bright, and the sun was bright, and the sky clear. Perfect weather for Kidnapping his favorite Princess, it was a beautiful day in the Mushroom Kingdom...or at least it would have been if it weren't so freaking hot!
The Koopa King leaned out the window over looking Peach's garden, not caring if anyone saw he was there, its not like they could stop him anyway. His initial plan had called for a quiet kidnapping, for a creature of his size and weight he could be surprisingly stealthy. There was a slight breeze that blew against his face, making the heat of the day almost bearable.
A soft squeak of alarm forced him to pull himself back inside. A toad stood at the end of the hall, frozen in terror at the sight before him. The guard made a few noises, attempts at raising an alarm, but he was simply to scared to do anything. Bowse
The McKinnons' CatWhen the McKinnons moved out from next door, they left their cat behind. Nobody really blamed them. The thing was an enormous fat tabby female which stank and had fleas. It was, more importantly, a vicious killer. Usually it lived on a diet of songbirds, but it would catch and kill mice, rats, other people's pets and whatever rare little furry creatures it could find. Nobody really bothered to feed it after the McKinnons left, but it didn't grow noticeably thinner. I never knew its name, but my dad always called it "you BASTARD, get the HELL out of my garden."The McKinnons' Cat3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Not long after the McKinnons moved out, Miss Timmons moved into their old house. She was old, tiny, grey, timid and mouse-like. When she spoke, it was in a little excited squeak. When she went to the shops she moved in quick, darting movements and when she stopped to talk to me in the street she twitched constantly like she couldn't
Alone in the Dark Ch4Tiny droplets of rain fell onto the already soaked grass slowly, one by one, as if sent by the clouds to ask for permission to rain. It was a strange thing to see, even if it had been raining for the most part of the last days. Soon it would have been a week since my brother’s death. A week. It was hard to believe, still. It had only been six days since then, and the time had seemed to pass so slowly and yet quickly at the same time. It was a strange occurrence, something that I hadn’t really gone through before. However, I had a strange feeling that the next weeks would be very similar to this: Slow, and yet quick. As if this strange pace of time would continue until who knows when. Yes, a feeling told me that the following days or weeks would be the longest of my life. It didn’t exactly surprise me. It would be strange to get used to ‘normal’ life again.Alone in the Dark Ch42 years ago in Drama More Like This
Grey clouds covered the entirety of the sky, giving the entire town a strange and slightly eerie feel
Why I Laughed at His FuneralWas dull, as funeralsWhy I Laughed at His Funeral2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was nothing I could help, the sound of it
left me. And in the moving crowd of black
around collars and scarves and
the formless grays of our town
, bowel movement of black,
broken by a laugh, then two, then
a whole cascade. Who is to say
I wasn’t mad from knowing the truth
or wanting to, not knowing enough?
Bobby Sweethouse died
throwing himself off the school roof.
His mother was the first to collect his remains,
ashamed almost to see
all the mess her boy had made.
Many of my friends had said,
he deserved this for being a queer,
or something along those lines, I’m sure
they could pull whatever they wanted
from a long checklist of things to say,
or spit, or hurl. Words, after all, like these
are pre-prepared, ahead of time.
It wasn’t his fault for being outted.
Or born here, where the cruel earth fought
to make flowers shoot from the ground
only to be crushed by the lightning of words,
sneers, and stares.
I’d like to think he wasn
a grief-stricken moonseti collect small detailsa grief-stricken moonset2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your denim smile
(the smirk i could never learn to unravel...sexsexsex)
your wheat-shocked hair
(my gasoline hands cauterizing the fields, smoldering with adoration)
your sandpaper-husky voice
(you siren-sing to me in dreams, preserved formaldehyde-perfect)
you keep me alive just barely
celadon whispers are never enough
to keep a bereaved heart thudding
like it actually has something to live for
Unsure I Stand AloneUnsure I Stand AloneUnsure I Stand Alone4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Written by John Swartz
I feel lost within a storm of sand and glass,
The wind whirling around me blinding me, confusing me,
I am unsure if I can compare my life when I think of her,
This storm a burden, a reminder that I am false,
A small glass soldier broken apart from the wind.
Unsure I stand here alone
Complications from life and she dies
A fragmented memory that often lies
She will never experience the precious moments
Bride Of A MadMan 2p!England x Goth!Reader Part 7Bride Of A Madman Part 7Bride Of A MadMan 2p!England x Goth!Reader Part 77 months ago in Horror More Like This
A few days went by and my life with Oliver is starting to get really good. Though I was surprised that no one had called the authorities to find me. Not even my family knows. Now my mind and curiosity mostly wanders why Oliver wouldn’t let me in his basement and the fact he’s blushing when he looks my way. I would blush too whenever I look at him but would turn away when he looks in my direction.
One day, Oliver told me he has arranged us for a special occasion but didn’t tell me what it was. He just told me that it’s a secret, so I guess he wouldn’t want me to know.
I woke up to find an empty spot next to me, making me worry. I opened my mouth to call his name but found a pair of pink and light blue Lolita dress, decorated with ribbons, a pair of pink stockings, a sky blue bonnet and gloves and a note. I picked up the note carefully and unfolded it reading the message.
Regret"Dean."Regret3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Not now, Cas."
No. Dean can't listen to this right now, wouldn't listen. He knows what Castiel is going to say, and he doesn't want to hear it. It wouldn't matter anyway, not now. They have more important things to worry about--like the souls of every damn monster he'd ever hunted in his life trying to kick their asses. Damn his luck. Damn his job. Damn Purgatory. Damn everything.
"Damn it Cas--" He turns to look at the angel--his angel, still, after everything--only to stop at the ancient, sorrowful expression on Castiel's face, the haunted look in his eyes; the eyes of someone who had tried so hard to do right, and only ended up doing everything wrong.
The Balance of the Mind, Body, and Spirit TeaserThe Balance of the Mind, Body, and Spirit Teaser3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Balance of the Mind, Body and Spirit
Her name is Korra.
She is the Avatar.
The spirtual embodiment of the planet in human form with the unique ability to wield the four elements: Water, Earth, Fire, and Air.
Her presence brings balance and peace throughout the entire world.
She is headstrong, rebellious, powerful, courageous, and compassionate.
But she still is unable to gain full control over her emotions, one of which that was still managing to cause her and those closest to her vast problems.
An emotion that she is unable to successfully control, one that can overwhelm even the most serene and placid of beings.
Korra had once again failed to connect with the spiritual side of her Avatar training. She has overcome so much in her life, individually mastering the four elements, yet it seemed that her
Imprisoned 2p!England x Reader x England Part 6Imprisoned 2p!England x Reader x England Part 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
It has been two weeks since the both of you have spoken about Elizabeth Knight. She was still shrouded in the dark, for Oliver refused to continue after he confessed he had killed her.
How did he kill her? Why did he kill her?
Nobody is willing to answer your screaming questions. No matter how much you yell, you could only hear your voice echo in the hollow halls.
During the weeks, on the other hand, you have survived your evening ordeals. With great emphasis on the "survived" part.
Every night, you wield some curious sort of weapon and head out into the midnight alleyway, the shadow giving you distinct directions. It is almost like she is trying to take you somewhere, to someone's house. However, you do not have the slightest clue as to who this "someone" is.
Oliver has been very busy lately, giving you brief kisses as he leaves the house often. You are trying to extract information out of Nynx for more about the girl but spectacularly fail. You even tried to get some of those