Children On HooksChildren On Hooks3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Children On Hooks
Stitching thread and mechanics help the children smile,
On each face, in this demented place, children have never been so vile.
Cannot say they have thoughts and dreams, although you can see their brain,
even if there no one would care, for they are all insane.
The children hanging on hooks, filing row by row,
In a horrible place, a terrified face, but their expresion will never show.
Cause of Doctor Bumby ``the puppetier`` puts their new doll face on,
no expression, all the same. down the chute. gone.
Where the chute leads to i truly cannot see,
Probrably to the infernal train, where he thinks all memories should be.
he runs the its schedule and its itinerary too,
But it can be stopped, it was all made by you.
Un amor sincero Jeff x MaskyCapitulo 2Un amor sincero Jeff x Masky1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
El reloj de mi celular marcaba las 23:45 y aun no hallaba nada importante. Mis parpados prácticamente se cerraban solos por el sueño que tenia, me dolía la cabeza y me dolían los pies de tanto deambular en el bosque. Camine unos metros más allá, para sentarme al lado de un árbol, lentamente apoye mi espalda en el tronco.
_ Tengo sueño… y frio. Para que hablar del hambre…
Me estaba quedando dormido cuando sentí unos fuertes pasos que hacían crujir las hojas del piso. Ya ni siquiera tenía las fuerzas para levantarme. Mi vista se volvió borrosa, lleve mis manos a mi rostro, estaba muy helado.
_Tim… como desearía tenerte aquí… en mis brazos.
Tenía la sensación de que me iba a desmayar. Me levante para no rendirme, pero era demasiado tarde. Caí sobre algo realmente cómodo. Alguien me estaba afirmando y a la vez me estaba abrazando. Suavemente me acorralo contra el árbol, no podía ver su rostro ya que llevaba puesta una máscara blanca, pero estaba segur
CreepyPasta - I see youCreepyPasta - I see you10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vailly Evans was a young 15 year old lady, a responsible, studious and lovely girl who was kind to everyone. A girl who wanted to live long and who had many dreams to accomplish. She was very beautiful, she had a long wavy dark hair, that flowed all over her back; her skin was pure white porcelain… but the most striking thing about her was her eyes. She had heterochromia, and her eyes were of different colors. Her right one was deep dark brown, almost black, and the left one was of a bright light blue color- and when the sun shined on her face, it looked like a diamond. Anyone who met her for the first time was shocked by her beautiful, impressive eyes.
Like every day, Vailly got up wanting to begin a new day. She put on her school uniform; she ate her jam toast with a big glass of milk, and went to high school. Her friends were there, at the door, waiting for her. She approached them and said hello to them in a very energetic way. The most boring subjects were the first h
Madness Returns (AlicexReader) One-ShotMadness Returns (AlicexReader) One-Shot11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Vorpal Blade was a weapon that could slice enemies quick and swift. That was why you used that weapon. It was one of your favorites and easier to carry. Alice was carrying was the pepper grinder that she had upgraded when she had accumulated enough teeth to do so. The currency in Wonderland was strange but if they wanted teeth, then teeth they would get.
"(Name)!" Alice yelled. "Behind you!"
You spun around, knife ready to stab whatever would come your way, to find an eyepot charging after you. The thing's legs clattered the entire way and stopped when it was just two feet away from you. Your eyes widened with fear when you saw that thing take in a deep breath before spitting boiling hot tea at you. You weren't even sure if it were tea. It felt more like acid.
You managed to jump out of the way in the nick of the time however some of the "tea" had grazed your hand. You hissed because of the pain and ran towards the creature. It was about to spit tea at you again except you ma
Sherlock BBC headcanonSherlock BBC headcanonSherlock BBC headcanon2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. John is highly allergic to poison ivy
2. Because of experiences as a child, Mycroft is now afraid of the dark
3. Molly Hooper was adopted
4. Sherlock and his security blanket were inseparable until he turned ten and his father told him he was an adult
5. Mrs. Hudson has a son who lives in America, and two grandchildren, but she hasn’t seem them in years
6. James Moriarty hates Christmas
7. Lestrade has a 5-year-old daughter, and he and she love to dress in matching pink clothes
8. John used to have a bulldog puppy named Bilbo
9. Mycroft was married, but his wife either died or left him, nobody knows, not even Sherlock, and Mycroft never talks about it
10. Molly Hooper likes dogs and cats and has two of both
11. Sherlock has nearly died ten times
12. Mrs. Hudson met her husband through a dating business – he lied on his profile
13. As a kid James Moriarty liked to strap toy army men to fire crackers and watch them explode
14. Lestrade likes 30
Sherlock vs Youtube 2: Youtube Strikes BackSherlock vs Youtube 2: Youtube Strikes BackSherlock vs Youtube 2: Youtube Strikes Back1 year ago in Humor More Like This
It had been over a week since John had shown Sherlock a strange little video about puppets with “creative” tendencies. For awhile, John noticed that Sherlock kept glancing at notebooks, waiting to see if they were going to jump up and start singing. John found it amusing, seeing as the detective never mentioned anything about it, that the video creeped him out a bit or anything like that.
Well, that was until the day that they met up with Lestrade on a case.
It was warm, but Sherlock was still wearing his damn coat. John was in a shirt, because a jumper was too warm. Lestrade had shed his suit jacket and was just wearing a nice, button up shirt. Everything was fine until Sherlock looked up at him and his eyes widened.
“Sherlock?” John asked, noticing the quietness of his friend. “What’s wrong?”
“Green is not a creative color.” He said.
“What?” John asked. Sherlock ran and tackl
A Good Man Went to War - Preface and Chapter 1PrefaceA Good Man Went to War - Preface and Chapter 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Stop it! Stop talking using his voice! You're not him, you're not John Watson! Who are you?!"
Two and a Half Months Ago...
From a dark corner outside of the British Parliament Building, a pair of brown eyes peered into the moonlit path before the front entryway. The path was lined with military men as if the Queen herself had ordered it to be so. After the attempted raid the week before though, it should have been seen as an inevitability.
A sigh accompanied the eyes at the sight of the military men. They looked suddenly disappointed at what the sight meant.
The man the eyes belonged to raised a handheld radio near his mouth. "Fili, Kili," he whispered harshly, "the mission's being aborted."
Another male voice came back over the radio: "After all the preparations?! Why?!"
"Too many guards," he replied. "We'll have to try again another night."
He ground his teeth together at the alias. "How many times do I have to tell you to call m
Alice Madness Begin Part 6‘This is it’, Alice said firmly. ‘The Jabberwock’s Lair.’Alice Madness Begin Part 61 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
After re-joining with the others, Alice, Sora, Donald and Goofy travelled to a desolate and forbidden place with lava fountains and skeletons scattered all over the place. Inside, they could hear the growling of the Jabberwock, the Red Queen’s champion.
‘Must we go in there?’ Donald asked, his legs shaking.
‘We came so far.’ Goofy said. ‘There is no turning back.’
Sora looked at Alice. He grabbed her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. Alice squeezed back and smiled at him before letting go. The group readied their weapons and strode slowly into the lair. As they enter the lair, they stopped as they behold a creature that was most horrifying so far during their encounter. The creature resembled a giant, green lizard with mechanical wings, glowing yellow orbs for eyes and a burning furnace attached to its’ chest. This half-monster and half-machine was en
HatterXReader(SyFy Alice):Part 1It was late, just a few hours before midnight. You were curled up on a comfy beige sofa in a blanket while mindlessly watching tv. You were currently staying with your friend Alice at her large apartment in the city for a couple weeks. You had met the beautiful British girl a few months ago and the two of you had become friends almost instantly. She was quirky, highly imaginative, and always had a way of going with the flow no matter what kind of crazy situations you both got into. You felt comfortable around Alice because you could tell her all your ridiculous fantasies and daydreams and she would never judge you for them. In fact she seemed rather to encourage the impossible. Some days you would both just make up silly scenarios and stories and get caught up pretending they were real. Being around Alice was as natural and comfortable as breathing. You never felt the need to hide who you really were or watch what you said in her presence. She truly had accepted you just the way you arHatterXReader(SyFy Alice):Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Angel, The Demon- The HumanI'm the Angel,The Angel, The Demon- The Human9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm the Demon.
They call me perfect,
They call me evil.
I say I'm good,
I say I'm bad.
I say I'm happy,
and I say I'm sad.
I'm the usual,
but I'm the norm.
I'm very obvious,
but I'm in some form.
I'm seen everyday,
I'm seen running away,
We are normal, for
we are just human.
Her Name is AliceHer Name is Alice2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
("If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense")
("Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't")
I invite you to a world where there is no such thing as time
And every creature lends themselves to change your state of mind
And the girl that chased the rabbit, drank the wine, and took the pill
Has locked herself in limbo to see how it truly feels
To stand outside your virtue
No one can ever hurt you
Or so they say
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
And even though she's dreaming, she knows
Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain
And every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain
And through the looking glass we see she's painfully returned
But now off with her head I fear is everyone's concern
You see there's no real ending
It's only the beginning
Come out and play
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
BBC Sherlock: The Ghost of YouOctober 31, Halloween. Just another day, another empty date in the calendar. All days were the same since Sherlock had died. John woke up, took a shower, went to work, returned from work, sat idly while staring blankly at the wall, took shower again, went to bed. Stuck in a loop. Dull, tedious, predictable, unbearable.BBC Sherlock: The Ghost of You2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The stupor and ennui weren't all that bad, though. They helped John to distance himself, to switch his mind off, not to think about what he had lost and how hollow, how broken he felt. Nothing could change his miserable state. His friends' efforts to help him move on were all in vain. John noticed the grinning jack-o'-lantern that Mrs Hudson had put on the table in the faint hope to cheer him up, but the doctor didn't care. Not anymore. He closed his eyes slowly, sinking in Sherlock's armchair. Oh God, how he missed him...
He still could hear Sherlock in his head. The man's deep voice, magnetic eyes, distracting cheekbones, his lean figure, his dark, curly hair
Alice - Screenplay: 1. BrokenAlice - Screenplay: 1. Broken3 years ago in Drama More Like This
SCENE TITLE: "BROKEN"
MEDIUM: (Alice's POV)
Alice is being carried down a hall by two men in an old-time gurney, surrounded by a doctor (Bumby) and a nurse (Witless).
What's wrong, Alice?
My parents are... gone....
The shot changes showing Alice lying in the gurney, wrists slashed.
What else is wrong, Alice?
A flash of black pass through the frame creating a:
Alice's face is extremely pale, the area of her eyes is heavily darkened.
What's broken, Alice?
EXTREME CLOSE UP:
Alice's eyes, weakly opening, fluttering then remaining closed.
Cut to: Black
A HOUSE INTERIOR
Alice's house is on fire. Young Alice (blond) is in her room, and smoke is rising from underneath the door. She is holding her doll, covering her mouth
Careful, AliceShe spun around so gracefully, her blade gleaming from the blood splattered across its surface. As the last eyepot fell to the ground dead, she slowed to a halt, regaining her breath.Careful, Alice3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Cheshire chuckled at her, "Care for some tea, love?"
"After that encounter? I'd rather eat paste."
He strode over to her, butting his head into her shoulder, indicating she could lean on him.
He walked her over to a slight ledge, helping her sit. Alice flinched as she moved, one of the eyepots having struck her quite viciously across her back when she was turning to attack her other foes.
"Alice, what's wrong?"
She clenched her teeth as the fabric of her dress brushed across the fresh wound.
He moved around to stand behind her, and paused for a moment, concentrating hard, feeling a rush of energy course through his veins, letting it drift through his every cell, pulling him, changing him. Cheshire shuddered, disliking the adjustment of limbs. He knelt next to Alice,
Prelude: Alice Liddell vs. BabydollPrelude: Alice Liddell vs. Babydoll10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
These two doll-like beauties hail from stylistic takes on one of the most famous works of Victorian literature.
The Gentleman: Alice Liddell, American McGee's gothic mad flower.
White Raven: And Babydoll, Zack Snyder's dream girl.
The Gentleman: He's White Raven and I'm the Gentleman, and we will analyze their strengths, weapons and weaknesses to determine who would win a Death Battle.
Age: 19 as of the events of Alice Madness Returns
Occupation: Maid (formerly)
Weight- 120 pounds
Disclaimer: We all know the story of Alice in Wonderland. It was made popular by Lewis Carroll’s Adventures in Wonderland as well as its sequel Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There. It has been adapted and "re-interpreted" several times over across the many mediums of fiction, but personally I enjoy Through the Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor where Wonderland is ho
Closing InThe walls are closing in, Alice.Closing In7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They are closing in, locking everything into place.
Turning the key, pocketing it. The gears turn, squeaking.
Run, Alice! Run!
Care not for the fools in your way, nor the children who swarm like bees.
Avoid the pests, they are merely insects.
The citizens mean nothing.
They are nothing, Alice.
The riddles the Cat made, you must miss.
They twist your mind to fit this place...
Your mind becomes more confused than ever.
Fight it, Alice. Battle your curiosity.
Those enemies of yours will cower easily... but you let them stir fear in your heart.
You do not know your own mind!
It is your own doing, your own fault... Your own life.
Is this what it is meant to be, Alice? Is this what you intended?...
Your efforts are squashed, ripped apart by your doctor.
He burns your memories, shatters your family...
Will you listen to his words, Alice?
Will you give in?...
But you are.
You are taking in his lies... corruptions...
If you listened more
As The World Falls Down--1It was mid-afternoon in Salazen Grum; and both the sun and the Red Queen had reached their peak and were now beginning to descend. The sun was traveling west; the Queen was allowing herself to sink into a state of nervousness.As The World Falls Down--15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was testy and irritable, as she usually was, but today's events seemed to goad within her a certain anxiousness to accompany her bad temper.
Stayne, standing dutifully next to her, watched her fingers clench and unclench on the arms of the throne. She bit her lip and made a visible attempt to relax, leaning back into the large throne as far as her massive head would allow, only to lean forward again, picking up her small scepter to flick some imaginary dust off of it.
The Knave's brows creased, not so much out of concern than for curiosity. Normally when the Red Queen had something on her mind, some trifle or another, she wasted no time in whining to him about how it wasn't fair or that it was giving her a headache.
Gorillaz quotes"Before Gorillaz took off I couldn't get anyone to talk to me. Now I can't get them to shut up."-Murdoc NiccalsGorillaz quotes6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sometimes good things come in big packages! I arrived in a FedEx crate!"-Noodle
"Well, we went through a lot of names. But seeing as, musically, I wanted to swing through the jungle baring my arse, I thought Gorillaz was a perfect name."-Murdoc Niccals
"War does not determine who is right. Only who is left."-Russel Hobbs
"Stripping for cash is yet another of my many talents"-Murdoc Niccals
"Sign us at our first gig, man. It'll be great press for both of us, kids will think some kind of phonenum...phenomunen, ph...some kind of movement's happening. Oh yeah, do something wicked that'll get us noticed."-Murdoc Niccals in a call to Mr. Whiffy Smiffy
"From the day we met we were inseparable. Even after he died."-Russel Hobbs about Del the Ghost
"Every great band is destroyed by their success. Cartoon bands are no exception."-Noodle
"Ask not for whom the bell tolls."-Murdoc Niccal
Ciel X Reader IntroIt was a somber day in the Phantomhive manor. There was heavy rainfall pounding against the windows and death clung to the air. The young earl sat in his study, pretending to read over his paperwork.Ciel X Reader Intro2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Can i get you something youn master?" His butler asked.
"Perhaps you crave a steaming cup of tea-"
"No Sebastian. I do not favor anything at this moment!" Ciel snapped.
"Of course youn master." As he wrapped his fingers around the doorknob, Sebastian turned back to see his master glance at a photo on his desk.
"It is no use mourning over one that has already passed. It is especially bad for business." He quickly averted his eyes from the picture of Lizzy as the butler stepped out.
Her funeral was at least 2 weeks ago, but Ciel's heart still ached. He had no one. Even Sebastian seemed so. . . distant.
But the demon was determined to fill his heart again.
About 3 miles away, S