Beauty and the Beast- 1Beauty and the Beast- 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once upon a time in a far away land, there lived a young prince, who had everything you could wish for. He was intelligent, handsome, rich, skilled in all kinds of sports, games and could also play various instruments such as the violin and piano. However… he was far from perfect. His personality was quite…shameful. The young prince was arrogant, conceited, overconfident, heartless, spoiled and had a short temper. He could care less if people liked or disliked him, but one night he would have to pay the toll for his shameful behaviour.
On the prince his 16th birthday an old woman knocked on the front door of his castle. It was a rainy and very cold night and the woman asked the prince for shelter. In return she would give him a single rose. The prince just laughed a bitter chuckle and turned his back to the poor old woman, saying "A filthy old hag such as yourself isn't even worth of setting one foot in my castle." The old woman shook her head in disappointment and gave t
Sly Cooper x reader ch. 1((Read the discription for a....discription I guess of this XDSly Cooper x reader ch. 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
But something's you will need to know,
(Y/N)- Your name
(F/C)- Favorite color
(E/C)- Eye color
"Insert text"- means speaking
'Insert text'- means thinking))
You head you arm which had black and blue brushes, almost unseen under your black fur on your wrist, your eyes watered in pain from the needle like pain from your...we'll everywhere. You wiped your eyes with your long sleeves of your favorite (F/C) over seized hoodie. Rain gracefully dripped from your muzzle mixed with salty tears. You tried to look up into the gray sky, your eyes half closed, you lie on the side of your school, the rain feel onto your face, some got near your black eye, you squint and blinked, looking back down at your hands and wrist.
You signed, 'when is it going to stop raining?' Your frown sank more, as did your heart. 'Why do they need to pick on me?' You refered to the jocks and popular kids, they picked o
Beauty and the Beast- 4Seto was sitting in a comfortable chair in front of the fireplace of his favourite pub. All villagers came to greet him, but quickly turned around and simply left him alone as they saw the moody expression on his face. If there was one thing nobody in town would ever do, then it was pissing of one of the most famous dragonslayers in the land. Mokuba walked over to his big brother while holding a glass of beer in his small hands. When he stood next to the chair he smiled and held the glass up to his elder sibling. "If you don't wipe that look of your face soon, you'll grow wrinkles brother. Here drink some beer, that will cheer you up!" The little boy said jokingly, hoping he would be able to cheer Seto up. But the dragonslayer just sighed and looked away. "Leave me alone Mokuba, I'm not in the mood." Mokuba shook sighing his head and walked back to Tea, who was standing behind the bar. The brownhaired girl looked up as she saw the little boy and smiled. "How did it go?"Beauty and the Beast- 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mokuba just sho
Beauty and the Beast- 5Beauty and the Beast- 52 years ago in Romance More Like This
Yugi shook her head again and crossed her arms. "I'm still not going." Mai was about to say something when she suddenly heard someone knock on the door. Yugi's eyes darted towards the door as it slowly opened and revealed…
"Bonsoir." A creature that Yugi had never seen before walked into the room. Mai frowned as she looked at the cameleon and crawled towards it. "Duke? What are you doing here?" The cameleon looked frowning at the python before looking at Yugi. "Well obviously I've come to get the lady, dinner's ready after all."
A certain demi dragon crawled from one side to another of the room, he was obviously nervous but most of all impatient. Soft hisses escaped his lips as he ran a hand through his tri-colored hair. "What's taking her so long?!" Joey and Tristan, who were sitting in front of the fireplace, nervously watched their master. "Be patient my lord, this can't be easy for the girl. She just lost everything she loves after all." Tristan tried to re
DragonBall S RP *Updated*STORY IN DESCRIPTIONDragonBall S RP *Updated*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sharing the ButlerAs he worked away in his office that Wednesday morning Bruce could only hear two words in his mind. God daughter. God. Daughter. Alfred had a mother freaking god daughter. How in the world could he keep such an important secret from Bruce? He's shared every secret he has with the Englishman. He told him about his Batman persona, he told him about all of the intimate details of business deals he's made and he even told him where to locate his stash of emergency funds. Bruce has shared everything from life experiences to common colds with that man! How could he only tell him such a thing so much later on when he knew that Bruce didn't like secrets?Sharing the Butler2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're the very definition of secrets." Alfred's words repeated to him. And of course he was right. There were some secrets that Bruce didn't tell his guardian until much later as well. But still! He could have at least told him before the woman showed up.
Bruce groaned and stopped signing paper work so he could rub his templates. The billion
Beauty and the Beast- 9Beauty and the Beast- 92 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Atem where are you taking me?" The demi dragon looked down at the blindfolded girl and smirked. "A bit more patience little one, we're almost there." Yugi softly sighed and nodded. She knew he wouldn't tell her where they were going anyway, so she shut her mouth and let him lead her. After some more walking Atem suddenly let go of Yugi and crawled away. Now that she lost her guide Yugi stopped walking and patiently waited till he'd come back. Suddenly she heard a loud creaking sound and realised Atem had just opened a door. After a few more moments she felt how the dragon grabbed her by her hands and started to pull her inside the room. "Huh, I didn't scare you did I?"
Yugi slightly pouted and shook her head. "No, though I have to admit I thought you had pulled a prank on me… and were going to let me stand here for a long time." The dragon snickered as a wide smirk spread on his lips. "I'd never do that, I'd rather pull other pranks on you. Like the one from th
Monique wrestling profile for ACWName: Monique (cat form)Monique wrestling profile for ACW2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wrestling Persona: The Heated Star
Look: Black gloves without fingers, ripped denim shorts, black shirt with blue puzzle piece in the middle, though the shirt is partially clawed, and combat boots
Entrance theme: Monster - Skillet.
Wrestling style: High Flyer
Heel or face? Face
Signature moves: Head smash (Springboard DDT) and Death Claw (Sharpshooter)
Finishing moves: kicking top (Shooting Star Press) and Pouncing Tiger (Frog Splash)
Contending for: ACW Women's Championship
Nightmares from that night, Mary Cooper I looked at my door, which I had heard my parents scream from, I froze as I heard foot steps and recuse from downstairs. I hid under my bed, like my parents said I should to try to not let anyone see me. The door creeped open, I saw giant feet, black ones. He started to look around. He approached my bed, and looked down, I stared into the pandas eyes, fear, my eyes started to shead tears as I backed up a little. My tail half covering my face. I looked into my eyes, he didn't seem to want to hurt me.Nightmares from that night, Mary Cooper2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What's happening to my mommy and daddy?" I asked the panda.
He signed, "I found someone else..." As I then saw someone break down the door, my father screamed,
"Don't touch her! Mary, run!" I looked again into th pandas eyes as I backed into the corner of my bed. I started to hit the wall as the bird slowly came to where he was. I started to silently cry and hit harder, my knuckles screamed as I tried to hit
Character Profile: Pat (Sly Cooper)Name: PatCharacter Profile: Pat (Sly Cooper)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 20 in human years.
Nicknames: Penguin Thief, Weatherman, Master Thief in training, Penguinator.
Height: 5 feet 7 inches
Weight: 245 lb.
Sexual orientation: Bisexual.
What he wears: Normally a grey t-shirt, has blue gloves with yellow trim, and a utility belt with his icon on it.
Story: Originally from the midwest of the US, Pat moved to Paris, looking for a job. Sly found Pat one day in a park in Paris. They became friends, and Pat became part of the Cooper Gang. He is being trained to be a Master Thief by Sly. He's currently single. He is also quite smart, and helps Bentley on his inventions whenever he can.
Friends: Sly, Bentley, Murray, Carmelita,.
Enemies: Clockwerk, Le Paradox, Muggshot.
Mag's Crossover Chaos chartName.- Margaret Henriette CooperMag's Crossover Chaos chart2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Species.- Anthro- Fox-Coon
Weapons.- Double sided cain (yeah I changed it back XD)
Powers and/or abilities.- Controlling fire, Cooper family thief moves
Advantages.- Strong leader (still divelopting that skill though), very stealthy, usually does orders well
Disadvantages.- Can be bossy, has anger issues
Bio.- Finding out her parents were thieves at 19, she tried to get into the family line, when her parents moved, along with her siblings, she went to collage, there studying the Thevious Raccoonus. She learned and memoried the books secrets. She soon, after collage, joined Interpol for a short time to get herself started. She then went into thieving. (Crappy, I know)
Impossible Child ~ Chapter 1William Shea Goodwin. That is the name given to me by my father, William Charles Goodwin, the king. Yes, I am a prince. Prince Goodwin is what I am called among my people. My father is no longer with us. The people of my kingdom betrayed him and my mother, Katarina Victoria Goodwin, and sent them to their graves. I survived.Impossible Child ~ Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“A-ha…. Prince William Shea…a member of the Goodwin family,” said the woman, grinning with a slight laugh as the name rolled off her tongue, “and now the Head of your family, if I am not mistaken?”
I lifted my eyes from the ground and looked her over, my eyes lingering along every feature of the woman’s face. The woman’s name was Lady Vivian Rose Montague. She had short, chopped red hair, and lipstick almost as red as the blood in her veins. She had a pointed face and a snobby attitude. She was a friend of my parents, from long ago. I wasn’t too fond of her, but I let her come by the castle whenever she please
Haunted pie UGH – A yawp, a scary raspberry by divine sweet pie.Haunted pie2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
SNARL- animated sweetmeat haunted artlessly via my own delusion.
*SNAP* finger of wizard
Chilling pie, my lovable deceitful sweet patisserie.
Oh dreadful ethereal cake, a ceaseless miracle, a wicked deception man conceived, ambrosial pie.
Wishing badly a delightful grand fraction of preeminent unearthly dessert, Lord Anonymous took some rifle, targeting my pie.
The mistery of the bride's murderWhat I’m going to tell you is, in a few words, the hardest mystery I met as a detective. Or it is just me? You may find the truth before I did, so if you please, take this as a challenge to test your reasoning skills. This said, let’s start the story.The mistery of the bride's murder2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
It was the evening previous to the marriage. People were gathered in the reception of the hotel where the bride and the groom were staying, celebrating. It was a big night and, as the bride’s friend, I had the opportunity to witness the following events.
We found her in her room, death. In fact, it was the groom himself who had the bad luck of discovering her body. He was all shocked and started to scream like he was being dragged to hell. As soon as we heard his sorrowful laments, we ran toward him.
“We” consisted in eight persons; the bridesmaids that were two, the parents of the couple and me. All of the remaining guests were asked to stay in the reception, where the party has been taking place. A last bri
O, Brave Knight!Love pierces a lover's heart like an arrow shot to kill;O, Brave Knight!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's unexplainable, inescapable, undeniable, and true.
Love binds two hearts as one,
But you'd never love or accept a widow like me.
O, bold knight, how my heart fills me with such longing;
I want you to hold me and to call me yours,
To place a kiss on my sweet, red lips,
I want you to save me from this broken heart.
You saved me before, brave knight,
From a fire that burned hot and threatened my life.
You brought me safely home, on the back of your steed,
And you stood there in the night, as I watched from my window....
Your dark cape flapped like the wings of raven, a dark shade of blue like the waves in the sea.
The shadows covered your pale face, but your eyes! O, how they shined, blue in the moonlight!
Your hair flowed in the wind as you drew your iron sword and put down your silver visor, covering your eyes from my view,
Then you left, you galloped off; tearing my heart into two.
I am in love again and I never thought it po
Briny Deep BlueThey run like lemmings into the unforgiving seasBriny Deep Blue2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mister and monster
Lapping at my knees.
Sand ground toes and sun kissed skin
Call of the void
resonates from within
Impossible Child ~ Chapter 2I opened my eyes to see Jasper swiftly pull open the curtains, letting a blinding light into the room. I blinked the sunlight out of my tired eyes and sat up, waiting patiently. He went to the drawers and pulled out my uniform for the day; underclothing, long navy blue bottoms, and a long-sleeved black top. He placed them on top of the drawers and turned and smiled at me.Impossible Child ~ Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Good morning, Your Highness,” he said, bowing politely. “I hope you slept well. Your breakfast is made and ready, if you would allow me to dress you in your uniform for today, my prince.”
I stood up. “What is today’s schedule, Jasper?”
I walked over to the mirror and stood in front of it as he started to undress me. “We’re going into town today, my prince. I believe there is someone there who would like to see you.” He helped me into my underclothes. “He claims to be an old friend of your parents.”
“Did he give his name?”
105 Things I'm not Allowed to doThings I should not eat/drink in large doses, do, and say.105 Things I'm not Allowed to do3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But I still will
Wally (My best friend) learned these through his and I's various adventures!
1. I will not drink more than a medium-sized glass of Moutain Dew per day
2. I will not do this because I will become too hyperactive
3. I will not eat 10 pickles in my hyperacticity
4. I will not then proceed to puke the pickles up on Wally's favprite pillow
5. I will not then refuse to wash the pillow
6. Wally will smack me upside the head as only he can with a book
7. I will not sing as bad as I can for the next 10 minutes
8. Wally will duct tape my mouth
9. I will not playfully (in my mind) go up and smack someone on the butt
10. I will not hug-tackle people
11. I will not pounce-hug people
12. I will not jump-hug people
13. I will not tackle people for fun
13. I will not play King Of The Mountain with random people and completely dominate them
14. I will not race Kurtis and then proceed to fight him wh
Small world (prolouge) "Small World" ProlougeSmall world (prolouge)3 years ago in Settings More Like This
-Splat- Blood hit the hard concrete. A tiny explosion came away from the drop, little splats went around the main drip. Laughter came from the darkened city streets. A light was on a girl, torn gray hoodie, skinny jeans with holes, torn dirty converse, and black knoted long hair, hung over a face. The girl was crouched and had a razor in her hand. Her other wrist oozing blood. "Jerome" the cuts spelled. She felt dizzy and she made the last red, cut. A broken heart. She sat down against the light pole. A tear dripped and hit the bloody "o" in Jerome. She pulled her arm away, as the tear stung the stinging cuts. She sttod up and walked down the street a little and collapsed, her face hitting the cold, hard, cement. Her mind filled with black, and she lied on the side-walk, bleeding away.
tell me what you think :3
So I heard you're leavingIf you left,So I heard you're leaving2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And had to go,
I'd be sad you went away.
But if your dreams,
Did take you there,
I'd be sad to see you stay.
Mandela's ChariotIn silence your chariot approaches. Bright light, a piece of heavens.Mandela's Chariot2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A man of destiny, a prince, grandfather of his nation, returns home
to the heavens that birthed him. A moral authority, of grace and peace
who helped lay aside the chains of oppression with a soft laugh and guiding hand.
Your ride home is here, not to the village where you took first breath,
but to the heavens where your soul was forged to change the course
of a people, a nation, a world and the history that is to follow. Relax,
enjoy the ride home, knowing that you have sown well the seeds of peace.
Madiba, you are a leader who did not need a gun or threats of terror,
but lead by simple moral authority, not so simple in this graceless age.
Twenty seven years in the stone belly of the apartheid beast, released
to forgive his jailors for the betterment of all, rising above fear and hate.
Once around the sun and then back into the heavens, Mandela rides proud
and the angels line his route home, his chariot carrying evi
Slender: The Rebuttal (Parody) In a dark, gloomy *** forest there was a pale, faceless man[nequin] living alone. He was an aspiring artist who would draw self portraits then hang them on walls and trees hoping to get them noticed. He waited and waited for travelers to see and to his dismay his art was missing the next day. He wandered around the forest investigating for clues, "I wonder where my art has gone" said the man. Oh yeah he doesn't talk. "hm mmhmhmhmm mh mh mhhm hmm mmmh" said the man. He noticed an obese hipster girl wearing a deviantART sweater and a cat ear beanie holding a few of his artworks walking near some trees, he wasn't going to stand for this. Actually he was, he was going to stand behind her like my Facebook stalker until she stopped then he was going to ask her why she's stealing his masterpieces.Slender: The Rebuttal (Parody)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He succeeded in gaining distance between himself and the young, morbidy obese hipster, but everytime she looked behind her she started sprinting
What should she do?What do I see?What should she do?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A girl weeping in a corner...
She is hugging herself...
Crying in the most hurtful silence...
Why is she crying?
Because she feels lonely...
What a nonsense...
What should she do?
Everything except give up...
Smile at the problems...
That somebody died?
Be happy for having the chance to know him or her...
That somebody betrayed you?
They will lost you..
That you feels alone?
You will find someone...
Do you get it?
Yes, I do...
So, tell that girl in front of you to stand up...
To not give up...
To gaze forward...
If she does... She will look at you...
And you will look at her...
Tell yourself those things...
And walk away from the mirror...