MarBall Comic Script 1. (Draft)Page one:MarBall Comic Script 1. (Draft)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
(First panel has Candy Kingdom in the night time)
(Second panel zooms in on a lit window.)
(Third panel shows GB brushing his teeth, wearing the rock band T-shirt Marshall Lee gave him and red and white stripped boxers.)
GB: (singing happily, in a slightly dorky way) “Brush your teeth, brush them right, because horrors live in cavities, and they come out at night~!”
(Panel four: Hears a loud clatter in his room, GB jumps startled, turns around towards his door, and looks through the door, his eyes narrowed slightly in confusion, toothpaste dripping from his mouth)
(5th panel) GB: (GB is off panel and is calling from the bathroom, sounding confused/nervous) “Um…hello…?” (Can see the window is open and the curtains flowing in the breeze coming through the window)
(6th panel: GB walks out of the bathroom, his face clean, closes the window and sh
Chandler x Reader, Finding YouChandler x Reader, Finding You1 year ago in Romance More Like This
----Chandlers P.O.V. (I hope it doesn't suck I'm not used to writing about him, sorry if it sucks)-----
I was watching random videos on youtube, I came across this one video, someone was recording a teenage girl dancing to a song. (The Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lo4OCTO73tc&feature=kp ) (I love the song so I added it into this fanfic). She was great at dancing, she was so into it she didn't even notice someone recording her. She finishes and the video ends.
I look in the part where it tells about the video seeing if it said her name, but to my luck it didn't. I turn my laptop off and fall onto my bed and close my eyes with a sigh.
-------Your P.O.V. (You where the dancing girl if you didn't know)------
I wake up and look out the window glaring at the sun for being so bright. I sit up and grab some clothes and go and take a shower. (Your Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=125650336 ) ( People hate me for putting outfits why I think its cool, plus I like making the out
You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 2*Carl's POV*You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
This new girl...(Name) was different.
She was a (tall/short), pudgy, kinda..cu- average, (Ethnicity) girl. Totally normal. But yet something nagged me from the back of my mind that she was different. And I just couldn't keep my eyes off of our new member.
All I could do was stare at her as we headed back towards the prison.
My hand gripped at my gun tightly, my eyes leaving (Name) for a moment to sweep the area for any walkers before they bounced back to her figure.
I lowered my gaze, my eyes roaming her body.
'She has the right curves, a bit of a stomach even..' I thought to myself, my gaze lowering even more towards her plush rear.
I shook my head, my eyes training at the path, quickly catching up with my dad. After being so deep into thought, I seemed to have lagged behind.
'These are just the hormones.' I thought, stealing a glance at (Name). 'These are nothing more than...hormones.'
But I knew, deep,
You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 4Your (e/c) colored eyes glittered as you gazed at the well sized prison. It wasn’t much to look at, yet…it was everything that could possibly make you feel happy. Your plump lips curved into a beautiful smile, causing a certain boy’s heart to flutter at the precious sight.You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 41 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rick smiled at you before growing serious. “There are some walkers up ahead surrounding the gates.” He pointed off to the distance. You looked towards the fenced gate, noticing about a dozen walkers moaning and groaning as they tried to force their way into the prison. Your eyes narrowed slightly, noticing some figures walking. They were inside the second fenced gate. You examined them. (After a while, your eyesight had greatly improved especially during the night. It’s what kept you alive for so long since you could spot any danger that was a good amount of feet away from you.) One was a girl, probably around 16 and she seemed to be holding a young girl, maybe one or two years ol
Thank The Apocalypse (Carl x Reader 1)-Your P.O.V-Thank The Apocalypse (Carl x Reader 1)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You've been running for a while, trying to get away from the biters, Ugh, I've gotta stop calling 'em that! You think to yourself. You had fled from a small town named Woodberry, run by a crazy man named the Governor.
As your running your sweaty (h/l) (h/c) is hitting your face, feeling as if millions of miniature bullets were piercing your rough, dried blood covered skin.
You turned slightly to see that the bit--… cannibals, yeah, that was a good name for them, were far enough away from you now that you could catch your breath for a second.
Reaching down to your boot, you grab your pocket knife. One of the cannibals gets to close for comfort so you stab its skull and try to push it away, but since you were only like 14 or something, you fell down with it. Your staggered back up as the next corpse came to try to sink it's teeth into you.
"You guys are just ruthless aren't you?" You say, panting slightly. It moaned and you laugh roughly, as if think
Carl x Chubby!Reader .:. You Found Me .:.Carl POV.:.Carl x Chubby!Reader .:. You Found Me 1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
(Name) was still shivering in my arms as I led her towards the back where the showers were at.
I tightened my grip on her and muttered, "It'll be alright. Uh I-I'll get you all cleaned up okay?"
Her bright (color) eyes glanced up at me sharply, her lips pulled into a frown. "Yeah...but Carl. Put me down...I-I'm probably too heavy for you."
I blinked. Here I thought she was traumatized but she's actually worrying about her being too heavy? Sometimes girls are too weird.
Either way, I still gave her a smile. "You're not heavy (Name). Actually, you're pretty light." I commented, setting her down nonetheless once we arrived at the showers.
She stared at me for a bit before sighing, her hands already tugging off her jean jacket, revealing her dirty, torn tank top.
I blushed, staring as she undressed herself until she was only on her underwear. She had on a (your favorite color) strapless bra and (your second favorite color) boy shorts. I gu
The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|"Why dont we get Chandler's girl up here? Play a little game?!" The interviewer called. You and Chandler were at a Con, and he was up on stage with Norman Reedus (Daryl) and Andrew Lincoln (Rick). The day had been busy and it had been hard to keep up with your two year boyfriend, Chandler Riggs.The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You blushed, your (e/c) eyes scanning the place for a way out. You couldnt go up on stage, being far too shy. Chandler looked down at you with a smile, the cameras now on you. You rubbed your hands together and headed for the stage. Chandler stood, taking your hand in his and gently ran his thumb across the back of your hand. You sent him a smile.
The interviewer clapped his hand on your back, giving you a photogenic smile. He rattled a box of candy, which you and Chandler quickly recognized as Pocky. A Japanese biscuit candy coated in chocolate or strawberry, "Do ya know the rules to the Pocky game?" The interviewer asked with a smirk. You two shook you head as the crowd hushed and listened ca
Carl Grimes x Chubby!Reader (The Walking Dead)Run.Carl Grimes x Chubby!Reader (The Walking Dead)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
That single word rushed through your mind as you tried to escape those non living things that were currently groaning and moaning as they chased after you, a killing intent in their actions.
You were just barely 14 years old and you've been trying to survive the zombie apocalypse ever since it first started. You had (h/c) hair that was usually in a messy bun. Your once shiny (e/c) colored eyes now only held fear and fatigue. Your clothing consisted of an old brown tank top and a long sleeve jean jacket with shorts that stopped mid thigh and black combat boots. They were worn down and has tears on them from the poor condition of where you would stay at or when you were trying to escape the walkers. Your once chubby figure (although you still had some chunkiness on your bones) slimmed down lately, something that would've pleased you before but now it only screams at you that you haven't been eating. But all of that didn't matter.
All you ever
He only dates broken girls.I will destroy you. I willHe only dates broken girls.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
make you love me
without even trying;
you’ll love the scabs
on my knees, the bruises
under my eyes, my
singed hair. You will love
the rush of holding
my hand as we cross
the bridge; you’ll feel
like a hero each time
I don’t jump. You will buy
me chocolates, the most
expensive, to guilt me
into eating. You will buy
me seeds instead of flowers,
to give me a reason to
get up in the morning. You
will make me dependent,
even as I feed your white
knight complex. I will destroy
myself, and so you,
and you will know why storms are named after people.
Missed CallSometimes the dial toneMissed Call2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
jostles when I call, as though
the other side was disrupted
in the ringing. When you don't
answer, I like to pretend it was
you, phone clattering on the tiles
in your haste to connect.
You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 3After a few more moments of silence, Carl slowed down and stopped next to you.You Found Me (Carl x Chubby!Reader) Pt. 31 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your (e/c) eyes stared at him curiously, your bangs falling slightly as your head tilted.
He seemed to gulp and opened his mouth, as if to speak, but he just closed it back again.
You blushed softly, as his face flushed a deep red while you sucked on your bottom lip, unaware of the affect you had on the boy.
You felt your cheeks flush even redder. You crossed your arms under your well above average for your age chest area, your actions causing your chest to pop out more. You tried to shrink yourself, your eyes shyly peaking up at him.
Carl's eyes widened, looking as if they could pop out of their sockets at any minute. His face was even more flushed, a bead of sweat slowly dripping down his forehead.
You thought you heard a snicker from your right but you shook it off. You stepped away from Carl in a uncomfortable manner, his perverted young eyes staring at your well endow
Organic Produce OnlyGod planted a garden because HeOrganic Produce Only2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
still likes those, and having
fresh tomatoes for spaghetti.
She had never thought of herself as brokenShe had never thought of herself as broken,She had never thought of herself as broken3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as missing, as unfinished, as incomplete.
She used to think she was complete, accomplished;
her flaws hidden, her heart healed and soul varnished.
Her Creator had made her independent -
she did not need her "other half" to be whole.
When he left, a cold hand wrapped around her heart;
she ached, trapped under the weight of missing him.
She craved his presence, his arms around her waist,
his hands in her hair, his eyes locked on to hers.
She realized she'd simply been fooling herself -
He was her "other half", a 'yin' to her 'yang'.
She had never thought of herself as broken,
until feeling broken was all she had left.
SapiosexualI don’t know what I’ll doSapiosexual1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when the first fistful
of dirt hits the bottom.
Maybe I’ll follow you to the grave.
Or maybe I’ll pray
for a zombie apocalypse,
so we can dine on each
other’s brains one more time.
the way you talked to meyou used to pausethe way you talked to me1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you spoke,
letting the spaces between your letters
and words breathe and expand,
waiting for the right moment
to hit me with your voice again.
you were soft spoken,
the energy of your vocal chords
was water on the spine.
your notes floated and landed tenderly
on abandoned sheets and decrepit walls
and echoed endlessly in the halls of my brain
philosophy has lost its appealYour absence isn't the elephant in the room;philosophy has lost its appeal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s the invisible parasites lounging in the floorboards
Just writhing for a taste of lonely flesh.
My repaired left half is gone;
Without you, I’m faulty once more:
The half-blind broken wind-up doll is here again.
There aren't words to describe the emptiness:
just return soon.
Morpheus Hexi.Morpheus Hex1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the moon walker,
the black coffee athlete
in the star-dotted evening gown.
I am young, but I feel old,
like an antique with
Sleep lives in my shadow,
a morphine caregiver
with gentle hands,
but I dare not fall into his arms.
There is a sad knowledge
in his eyes
that I do not trust.
You left me behind,
but my pillow still
smells like you,
and now my bed feels
like a fucking coffin
without you in it.
Nights like this
make me wonder
what it feels like to die.
It bothers me that
only the dead know,
and they refuse to share their secret.
One day I will find out
the truth for myself,
and that scares me.
Three a.m. teaches you
how to suffer quietly.
Sleep pulls on my sleeve
like a black-cloaked child.
He tells me everything will be alright
(but by morning, I know
he will be gone, and
I will be alone again).
strong, held the seashorelet yourstrong, held the seashore1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and then collect
every grain of sand
AcceptanceI was never bornAcceptance1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be cookie cutter,
I was always the brownie baker,
turning the oven up to 451 degrees Fahrenheit
with a dagger in one hand and a bar of gold in the other
flicking specks of the metal
into my words and watching the town below
blossom into what we call a generation.
Always birthing phrases and dialects about
understanding and acceptance
but never being understood or accepted myself.
"How can that be?" Schrodinger will ask.
I am unwilling to open Pandora's box,
so I guess we will never know.
june fifteenthtoday isjune fifteenth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and your fingers between mine,
warm and damp in the heat.
my legs stick to
plastic lawn chairs,
my body sticks to yours
like bubblegum-fresh paste,
melting into you
and liking what it becomes.
black asphalt boy,
you are sizzling leather
and suffocating air
in an overheated car.
we walk across the shore
and the soles of my feet
yearn for the cool damp sand
struggling for breath
between the waves.
"I don't want to
forget this," I say,
and you smile and
close your eyes
like the sun setting,
slowly, streaking down
the sky of your face.
the sun is so far but
you're right here
and I think I might
be in love with you.
I'll move on to autumn
but you'll still be
in summer, forever,
living and living
until the day you die.
stellarhe loved you to the moon and backstellar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I loved you past Saturn,
swiftly missing the arrows of Orion
and cupping my hands into
the heart of the Milky Way,
running back down the stairway of heaven
with palms full of diamonds and fireflies.
if his love was the light of the moon,
then my love was the glare of the entire galaxy.
SurrogateI stopped using his full titleSurrogate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because it started sounding too formal,
and it’s hard to be standoffish with someone
who swaps albums and memories so generously,
who loves German chocolate but hates the smell of oranges,
who knows me by my boneless,
drowsy form on the couch and by my words.
And maybe one day he’ll ask
me to drop the title altogether and call him Brad,
but I won’t.
Because it sounds too much like dad,
and I’m afraid of slipping up.
Sudden ImpactGod gets a pain in HisSudden Impact2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
funnybone, but He doesn't think
it's funny at all. He bumped His elbow
on a continent once and accidentally
killed all the dinosaurs. He liked those.
DeathPeople are hereDeath1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and then they are not.
we brush our teeth,
workout everyday all the while forgetting
that these temporary mechanisms,
these compilations of pleasures and blood,
of bones and bruises,
of vessels and kisses are just hosts
for a party of angels and demons.
I am here to talk about
a boy that I loved.
The one I held in my hands
like a baby as he breathed like
a leaf sunburned by the June sun
he held on to me,
more than physically,
begging me to understand that we, as human beings
are not bodies with souls,
but we are instead souls