StarNo, I don't have a death wish,Star in Free Verse More Like This
Just an inkling to step out into the sun.
No, I'm not a vampire nor a crusader,
Though sometimes I wish I could be the knight
Who rides the terrors of the sea,
Or even wants to catch that fiery ball of flame
That shoots skyward,
Up, up until it disappears,
And is gone.
Slowly But SurelyWe lay there,Slowly But Surely in Free Verse More Like This
in the cornfields
for quite some time it seems
the frost covers
the ground underneath the ears,
beneath the leaves.
Lost in that sleep,
your eyes closed,
cold as ice, it seems
that my flashbacks
of you and I
don't seem to make a niche.
You're still stuck
at the worst part of you
lost in what you want to be
misguided, you try it,
desperate, and yet it seems
this is slowly but surely killing me.
VolumesI can't see out the windows here. It's way too foggy. All I can make out is the wisps of fog around the trees. Or should I say, the specks of trees in the fog.Volumes in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This place is huge. I'm in the library of this giant mansion, and bookcases line the walls from floor to ceiling. When I first walked in here, I was awestruck. Old, tea-stained books, with a musty, well-read quality.
It's been two days since we arrived here, my friends and I.
The first day we were completely confused as to what was going on- we arrived here without much of a clue as to why we were here. We'd been on a road trip to somewhere, and then the next thing we remember is arriving here. The last thing I remember is asking Lucas, who was sitting in the back, to hand me the Twizzlers. Then I remember blinking and realizing we were sitting in the den of a mansion.
Unable to leave because of the weather, we decided to stay and try to figure out what was going on. We explored the place and reported what was where. No one live
Hello Skyhello skyHello Sky in Free Verse More Like This
I am a stranger
to your horizon
I have seen you from a distance
but thoughts cloud my mind
I'm high up here
wind whispers in my ear
sun shining on my face
so far up
I think I can reach you
if I stretch my arms enough
like a lift-off of a space shuttle
as your eyes twinkle like stars
I lay down my own lids
and rest beneath you
oxygen is all that
from planet Mars
I'll count down the seconds until I rise
and lite the air with colors bright
fire in the east my eyes
will light up like the morning
I will keep the dark at bay
so goodbye night
and hello day
Wordsthere are only five elementsWords in Free Verse More Like This
only five ways to leave
only seven planets?
only this here. only me. lonely me.
I'm a sap. I'm just mellow. Just depressed at today.
Hello, I'm me, I'm all I can be and yet nothing, no one.
These are just words.
(Just symbolism maybe?)
I ThinkI thinkI Think in Free Verse More Like This
that dreams are hard to catch
you make them up, stretch your hands high enough
but in a way they're like balloons
and you let them float away
laughter heals the wounds away
crying helps the pain fade
but you may not believe me
failure is something to learn from
no matter how many times it happens
no matter how many times you say
you cannot do this, you'll be okay
because everything will turn out in the end
it may take time, I'm sure
for this to come to pass,
for the ways you think now,
to change in times to come
what they say isn't always what they mean
but what's more important is to find things out for yourself
for you're your own person, no matter what they say
no matter what they tell you
no matter who you think you are
a failure, stupid, ashamed.
because you can try again.
you can move on.
whatever you turn out to be,
you are unique
but don't let what others say
get the best of dreams.
no one knows your own thoughts,
but at the end of the day,
Gamesting of the raven claw,Game in Free Verse More Like This
Martians in the matter,
now save me from these scars
or make them all look better
don't know what the problem is
while we sit and shoot the stars
at the moon, deathly pale above us
months will pass, but time won't hold us near
our paths take the air of a different atmosphere
of the game we're surely playing,
you're cheating on the dice,
snake eyes will be the lofty price,
for now before you end up slaying
what you have not begun
and taken a chance not worth the payment
stuck between the grass and pavement
to die in the game you've made
to die without a name
the path we takeHe reaches out a handthe path we take in Free Verse More Like This
to steady himself
and wraps his palm
around a rose
the thorns prick his skin
but he still holds on
A raven calls
off somewhere in the world
somewhere near or far
just making its way
The pale glances of the moon
sweep a gaze across
the frozen trees
and across the shoulder
of the man
His black travelling cloak
waves oh so softly
as a breeze glides the tail
oh so gently
The man digs his nails
into the stem
and breaks it from the bush
Staring up into the northern sky
he brushes the petals
over his left cheek
and closes his eyes
for just a moment
And then as soon as he came
he was gone
the long forgotten path
The rose lay in the snow.
Upchuck "Sometimes, you make me feel like throwing up."Upchuck in Short Stories More Like This
I blinked, frowned, and looked up from my survey. "What?"
She shrugged in thought, and idly flicked off some eraser-shavings from the table. "Like, you make me sick of not hearing you talk."
I looked back to my survey. Question number one: Have you ever been to the zoo? If so, when, and how old were you?
I was sixteen, and took my neighbor's devil spawn to see the penguins. By the end of the day, I was out of money, covered in ice cream and the food pellets you feed the koi fish, and banned from the zoo.
"But not really."
"Not really, what?" I asked, noticing I forgot to write my name at the top and doing so.
"You don't literally make me sick. You just make me tired and fed up. Like after I've thrown up
Google Can't Tell Us WhereThere's a stain on my carpet.Google Can't Tell Us Where in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not sure when it got there.
My hair needs to be cut:
too long for my tastes and
it's getting in my way,
but that's getting in my way too.
I want a bit of change;
none in my pocket but lint.
Plastic quarters, where did you go?
Too-big shoes now empty-soled.
When swings were rockets
and we could sail where we wanted:
When we ran around chasing each other.
Now where did it all go?
The trees are cold.
Frigid branches, they reach out to me.
When did the weather get so old?
Was it when we reached the age,
where dogs were gone, where we were akin to life
and the trees were full of green
that reached the sky and past.
Snow covers us, we are frozen.
How long has it been since we saw the sun?
We promise to ourselves, and yet we can't just let it go.
Where did it all go,
so far away from us now,
did it go when the winter came?
Maps and geography can't solve the puzzles we once played.
There's a rose on my bedside.
The petals have all died.
When did it get here,
Are You Listening?Don't pretend you aren't listening.Are You Listening? in Other More Like This
I know you hear me.
You are what you choose to be, so
Stop covering your ears.
Listen to my words, I'm begging.
I know you don't want to.
I know it hurts, but I need you.
Please, please, stop covering your ears.
What will it take for you to see?
Open your eyes and look around.
I know it hurts, but I need you.
Please, please, stop pretending.
Just this one time,
Be the one to take the lead.
Hold me up; tell me that it'll be okay.
I just need to hear it.
Listen to me.
Where Is He?An explosion, then silence.Where Is He? in Other More Like This
Rushing in, they find her,
Bathing in a thick, red pool.
In her hand they find a crumpled note,
Bearing but one question.
Where is your God now?
So...I hate how you smile.So... in Other More Like This
I can't stand how you laugh.
I don't like it when you talk to me.
The sound of your voice makes me scream.
I really just hate everything about you.
And you hate everything about me.
So you tell me,
Why should I call you my father?
Learn to LiveThis is how you walk.Learn to Live in Other More Like This
This is how you speak.
This is how you live your life,
Every single day.
If you don't do it this way,
If you don't do it right,
If you don't pay close attention,
You're a freak.
Learn to be just like this.
Learn to be the same.
Learn to not be different,
Or live to regret it.
This is how you live.
If you don't like it,
Stand By MeI want you to see what I go throughStand By Me in Other More Like This
And if I cry I want you to cry with me
I dont want you to suffer but
I want you to stand by me
Just stand by me
Let me lean on you
And you can lean right back
Well support each other until we break
I see the world for what it is
I hope that I can show you
Just see what I see and
Ill try to see what you see too
Together well fall through it
Well stumble as we go
But I promise that well make it
This isnt where it ends
I wont let you fall to your knees
Because I dont want you to go
I want to stand here by you
Forever and ever and always
Keep LookingUntil you've lost hopeKeep Looking in Other More Like This
You are a prisoner to no one.
Until your hope is gone
There is nothing that can hold you back.
Until your hope is depleted
Your life has not truly ended.
If you haven't lost hope yet
And if hope has deserted you
It doesn't mean that it's gone forever.
All you have to do is
Take the time to find it again.
When You're a ChildIf you could hearWhen You're a Child in Other More Like This
The words that you are spitting
You would be scared too
Because when someone
Is screaming in
There is no place
To hide, or run to
You just have to
Take it in
And remember not
To cry until later
Because when you're a
There is no escape from
What scares you most
Answers UnknownAm I selfish,Answers Unknown in Other More Like This
If I feel angry?
Am I stubborn,
If I have an opinion?
Am I boring,
If I know the difference between reality and fantasy?
Am I foolish,
If I like to have fun?
Am I evil,
If there are times when I am serious?
Am I cruel,
If I am honest?
Am I stupid,
If I have not yet learned?
Am I foolhardy,
For asking these questions?
So SorryI'm sorry for what I said.So Sorry in Other More Like This
The things that I said
Left my lips before
They entered my head.
I'm sorry for what I did.
My actions were
Already done before
Common sense caught on.
I'm sorry for ever being born.
Maybe you'll forgive me
If I just leave you now
And take away the life I don't deserve.
Whoever You AreScreaming until my lungs burst.Whoever You Are in Other More Like This
Begging until my voice is but a whisper.
Wishing to be free.
Yearningto get out.
Suffering until the end.
Someone, please, help me.
Take my hand.
Don't let me go!
Don't let me fall into this...
I'm screaming out for you,
Begging for you to help me!
I wish you would listen.
I just want to leave this place...
I don't want to suffer anymore.
Whoever you are...
I need you.
It makes no sense, sorry.For every truth you murmur,It makes no sense, sorry. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'll yell back a lie;
looks like I'll be extra honest,
so don't give me that eye.
You think I'll just forgive and forget,
but you can't see this;
I've forgiven completely,
but forgetting is a miss.
Perhaps someday, you'll realize
all the damage you did;
I'll still be so supportive,
but I won't close my lid.
Maybe eventually, we'll part ways,
and move delicately on;
I don't suppose we'll be together,
given the facade you don.
You've now outgrown me."Just say,You've now outgrown me. in Free Verse More Like This
'... I love you.
I need you,
and no one will do but you.
... I love you.
I miss you,
and no one will do but you.'
No one will do but you."
If you told me
that you needed me
and that you wanted
I'd have you.
I don't want you, though,
and that's the funny thing:
I just don't want
to have you.
I would rather be
alone and lonely
than to see you
aside from me.
I know it's wrong of me,
but I can't help it,
and it makes me so
I give up.
No one will do.
Black days...You were never good with promises.Black days... in Free Verse More Like This
We promised each other so much,
and I tried so hard to keep my end.
I guess that's my fault, too.
Don't get me wrong here, though.
I haven't told anyone specifics,
just that there are parts I can't say.
Have you done the same, dear?
I sincerely hope my trust isn't wasted.
My focus is barely on the latter,
because it's on not falling apart.
Denial helps immensely, you know.
Maybe you would know that.
I'm not sure you're always honest,
at least with yourself, that is.
Perhaps I'm imagining things.
Was I imagining the sparks flying?
All the chemistry we have hurt,
and hurts now not to acknowledge it.
I don't want to acknowledge anything.
Sure, the pain before was extreme.
Somehow, this pain is far worse,
despite the time difference.
Are you hurt at all?
We're both hopeless romantics, yes.
Your second excuse hurts to hear,
that she was the one who got away.
Well, dear, I was the one who begged to stay.
Oh, crap.I like coming homeOh, crap. in Free Verse More Like This
and crawling into bed
just to wake up in the
middle of the night.
I wake up at that time
no matter when I sleep,
so what's the point
in waiting for sanity?
Even then, sleep doesn't
offer too much peace
when the dreams claw
at my subconscious.
They're not even really
dreams to begin with,
because they're the
epitome of nightmares.
I need to shed the skin
I have for so very long
but I think I'll sleep instead.
Tife.I remember oh, so long ago,Tife. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when my heart was in pieces,
and my sanity was nearly gone,
and I thought, "It never ceases."
He left me in tatters, so very
alone and positively broken,
and I could barely breathe,
and he refused my token.
I struggled immensely to get
to where I sit this very day,
and it took a lot of helpful pushes,
and I still don't know what to say.
You found me when I was nearly
falling apart yet again,
and I latched on when you did,
and you took away the pain.
Iuthah.I never burned quite brightly enoughIuthah. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to satisfy this thirst:
I want pain, I want suffering,
I want to be put forth as first.
I never reached the limits and surpassed
in an effort to be clean:
I sat back, I sat alone,
I sat waiting for another to be mean.
I never failed to the extent that screamed
with the force it needed:
I pushed myself, I pushed others,
I pushed until succeeded.
I never mended completely,
but that doesn't really matter.
I did not make myself this wayThey don't understand,I did not make myself this way in Free Verse More Like This
they don't understand,
how am I supposed to quit?
It helps to keep my words at bay,
it aids to keep me alive,
do you really want to make me stop;
do you really want me to die?
Sure, I hate myself aplenty
and others hate me, too;
now, just how would you feel
if that pressure was on you?
XOMistakes, mistakesXO in Free Verse More Like This
and regrets galore,
remorse, repress, forget;
so you let go
to make it disappear,
but it only gets worse.
You lie, you hate, you scream -
they never understand,
yes, no, maybe;
you can't decide
what you really want,
so you just let go.
Of Course - As AlwaysSuddenly, it's hard to breathe;Of Course - As Always in Free Verse More Like This
suddenly, I'm hating myself all over;
suddenly, I don't know what to do;
suddenly, I miss the awkward days;
suddenly, I hate a person I've never met;
suddenly, my knees start to weaken;
suddenly, I'm trembling uncontrollably;
suddenly, I'm questioning myself;
suddenly, my stomach starts to churn;
suddenly, the tears won't stop;
suddenly, I'm so terrified;
suddenly, I'm far too deep in love;
and it's all because of you.
Uh oh, oh no.Attached?Uh oh, oh no. in Free Verse More Like This
Honey, if I were just
attached, this would
be so much simpler;
if his ocean blue
eyes didn't set me on
fire every time they stared
into my vibrant greens,
I wouldn't be so
attached, nor would I
have all this grief or
even all this blindness
that comes only when
the emeralds see the sapphires.
Game Over SCREAMGame Over in Free Verse More Like This
when your voice burns
Cry while your eyes sting
to your last dying breath
This impossible pressure is
Rising up to pull you down
Restricting your life
Let it out
Let it go
For a moment you are
Claustrophobia from the
pull you in
MasksPut on your masksMasks in Concrete Poetry More Like This
to be a mystery
Put up your masks
to conceal your sins
Hide behind your masks
pretend to be someone else
Plaster on your faces
Fake smiles and tears
to keep yourself safe
from all your fears
Fade into the shadows
of your masks
Fall in line
put on a show
And lose yourself
to the puppeteer
Dancemove with the spiritDance in Free Verse More Like This
run with the song
lose yourself to the rhythm
sway with the wind
stress melts away
as you dance to the drum
move with the spirit
and become one with the song
InfectedHere it comesInfected in Free Verse More Like This
Creeping up out of the blues
Some call it sadness
Others call it weakness
But you know better
It's a disease
That attacks your smiles
Feverish delusions of your flaws
Is there a cure?
The therapy your doctor prescribed you
Laughter is slowly eaten away
by this virus called depression
and you're Infected
SleepMy life I give youSleep in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Now yours to keep
Wrapped within my nightly shroud
Lay me down to sleep
Tuck me in
To a bed six feet deep
Pull my sodden blanket to my chin
Do not weep
Hey YouHey YouHey You in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You with the perfect smile
and the soulful eyes
Put your chin up
and hide your scars
Don't you know?
You with the silly jokes
and the hard working hands
Fake a smile
and dry your tears
JamesFlashbacks.James in Free Verse More Like This
An old friend with a knife to the wrist.
A speeding car on a main road.
The driver texting his only life support.
My cellphone buzzes.
SplintersI'm giving myself splintersSplinters in Free Verse More Like This
as I'm beating my fists at your door
My fingers are bloody
from clawing at this coffin
My screams become wails
as I become your banshee
There are bloody streaks on my face
where the salty tears have eaten away at my skin
I become a lost soul
as you remove your love from me
Journal #1My name is Helen Linda Cook. I remember that. I seem to have a hard time remembering things recently. The kind lady who tends to me says that I have dementia. I don't know what that means. I do know that a lady comes to visit me every week. She looks a lot like me. I think she might be my daughter. When she first came to visit, she looked so much like me that I thought she was my ghost and I was dead. I was afraid of her. It wasn't until after she left that I realized who she must be. I think I hurt her. I feel bad. I wish I could tell her, but I can't seem to remember the words. I can never remember the words.Journal #1 in Short Stories More Like This
But then there is the man who goes around singing. When he sings, I can actually remember the words. And I can sing. I just need someone to start me off so I can remember. And often e
A trip to the FairA trip to the Fair in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Into the shadows
of darkness and mist
a little girl runs
holding flowers in a fist.
Footsteps behind her
soft yet clear
She looks but the emptiness found
arouses her fear.
All around her
their menacing gazes
making her cry.
swirl in her mind
their mocking laughter
make reality hard to find.
Their hideous mouths
tell her lies about her past
bringing out dark memories,
making her feel like an outcast.
Walls closing in
she falls to the ground
no breath on her lips
her heart makes no sound.
Opening her eyes
she awakes at a fair
people pass by
as she wakes from her nightmare.
Compared to HimYou make me angryCompared to Him in Free Verse More Like This
You make me hate
You make me seem inferior
That beautiful image
Of silent bad wishes
And restrained hate.
You make me stupid
You make me young
You make me immature
That flawless dealer
Of deadly glares
And condensed anger.
He is everything
I cannot be.
Because I Am AfraidI don't speak,Because I Am Afraid in Free Verse More Like This
Because I am afraid of what is spoken
I don't cry,
Because I am afraid of the repercussions
I don't hide,
Because I am afraid of being hunted
I don't love,
Because I am afraid of being broken
I don't live,
Because I am afraid of dying alone
These Tears FallI'm ready to let these tears fallThese Tears Fall in Free Verse More Like This
And release me from my sorrows.
It feels like my heart's in a brawl
And my eyes pecked out by crows.
My hands are bruised and beaten
From punching the walls in my room.
And it feel like my brain's been eaten.
Now, before you go and assume
Remember that I am insane
And mentally dead inside this shell
Every try forget is made in vain
And I'm stuck in a personal hell.
So I'm going to let these tears fall.
And forget my pride and your face.
I'll slow my pace to a crawl
And I will end this race
A Few StarsThere are a few stars out tonightA Few Stars in Free Verse More Like This
They remind me of you
Because I know you can see them too
And that breaks my heart
Because I know
They don't remind you of me
Envy, Danger, HeartbreakI wish you could see how lost I am.Envy, Danger, Heartbreak in Free Verse More Like This
How screwed up my thoughts are when I see you.
When I see her...in your arms.
I'm listening to songs about lost romance,
And broken hearts shattered by solid love.
And somehow they remind me of her...not you.
My sight goes earthly green when I see you,
And when I see you holding her in your arms.
The jealousy almost kills me inside.
Back when you knew me you knew I wasn't jealous,
No matter how much you hung around other girls.
That was then and now jealousy consumes me.
You used to know me so well,
And for some reason it seemed like you didn't think so.
But you knew me then...you don't know me now.
I changed after that morning into a monster,
And I hardly recognize myself in the mirror,
With my eyes narrowed and lined in heavy black snakes.
I stand taller, with my back straight, and my head up,
But don't be fooled, silly friends, I'm just afraid,
And I've become a warrior walking to face her death.
I'm just another girl in this crowd of kids,
IntroductionI remember the day you met me.Introduction in Free Verse More Like This
You asked me who I was,
Something, or Nothing?
I told you I was one in the same,
I am something, but altogether,
I am nothing.
I told you I was ice cream on a
too hot summer day,
And that I was a parka,
On a freezing winter night,
I told you I was the hatred within
The light of the sun,
And that I was the love beneath
The darkness of the moon,
And behind the darkest shadows.
I told that inside I was made of,
Ice and rain and cloudy skies,
All the bad of the sun.
And horseplay on the pool's edge,
Along with the emergency room visit,
Including the 14 stitches.
I told you I was death,
And the fear of being buried alive.
The life of the morgue technician,
As he deals with preserving the dead,
And the constant exposure to decay.
I told you I was like the cancer he developed,
After he touched too many chemicals.
You looked at me as if I was insane.
Again, I told you that I was something,
But if you put those somethings together,
You come to the conclusion of no
Dear You....Dear you,Dear You.... in Free Verse More Like This
You think you're hurt?
You don't even know. You couldn't
I'm too far under now,
And I can't swim up anymore.
I loved you so much,
But it is time that I've gone.
I'm not moving on,
Just giving in to the sun forever.
No one here to catch me now.
I'm not looking for anyone either.
I'm going to leave now and forever,
Don't wait up.
Implode5...Implode in Free Verse More Like This
Time to go internal.
Destroy myself from the inside out.
External destruction: Complete.
Internal destruction: 15%
Working on the demolition.
The bulldozers are rollin' in.
It'll knock the rest of my shattered heart.
Into pieces so small they're unrecognizable
It'll look like grade A cocaine,
And I'll blow it into my brain.
I'll implode the day I forget
And that won't happen...yet.
But I'm fighting it all.
So I can torture myself a little longer.
I'm going to be the imploding masochist
Heads up! Duck the pieces!
I'm an imploding dark star,
A falling, spiraling, speeding angel.
Watch out for the feathers and star dust.
They'll bury me if you don't touch.
Broken BoneThere are words,Broken Bone in Free Verse More Like This
that we both want to speak,
but refuse to.
I'm hiding the words in myself,
behind my tough girl facade,
(though it really fools no one,)
so that I can avoid a breakdown.
I refuse to cry in front of you again.
I won't start the conversation,
in fear of that new girlfriend of yours.
If I broke your heart like you said,
how did you find another so fast?
I honestly don't mine though,
just know I'm still broken over what I did.
Although, I must admit to this,
I am not sorry for it.
I have something to say to your face,
but when I practice in the mirror,
I always cry.
When I can say the words to the mirror,
without the tears staining my shirt,
I'll tell you everything.
I will not cry and let you see,
how truly weak I am.
I broke my own heart.
Just know that.
But in this instance,
it needed to be done.
Like re-breaking a broken bone,
so that it can grow back properly,
in its right place.
Diet Coke and MentosSometimes I think that,Diet Coke and Mentos in Free Verse More Like This
There is diet coke and mentos,
stuck in my throat.
The coke is the angry words,
Waiting to be spoken.
And the mentos,
Is the final straw,
My burst of temper.
The burst of bubbles,
Explodes through my throat,
And out of my lips.
They pour down my chest,
And hit the shoes of the person,
I'm talking to.
I laugh a bubbly laugh,
And choke a little,
On the reaction.
Coke and mentos,
Boil in my throat and chest,
Waiting to be spoken.
The Friendly Creeper Part 3The Friendly Creeper Part 3 in Short Stories More Like This
Something blew up, though. I walked back to my bed. The sun was beginning to come up again. Outside, Endermen, skeleton, and zombies burned, and cows, sheep, chickens, and pigs began to dot the landscape once more.
"Hmm." I said to Courage, who was backed up against the wall, panting quickly and whimpering as usual. "Something is up, Courage. Somebody rescued me from the zombie. We need to find who did it. I feel like it's time for an adventure!"
The baby creeper hissed joyfully. Courage whimpered.
"Sorry-" I tried to address the creeper, but I realized he didn't have a name.
"Hmm," I thought to myself. "How about Charles?"
The moss-creature shook his head.
"Um," I thought some more, "Zach?"
The creeper hissed listlessly.
"Err," I tapped my cheek. "AHA!"
Courage jumped back.
"I know!" I picked up the baby mob, which seemed slightly larger. "Cobble! That's your name! Cobble!"
Cobble hissed happily.
"Sorry, Cobble." I hissed back to him. "You can't come with us just yet. Wait
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We headed down the hill to the nearby village. I usually came around to trade things, and catch morning gossip. The citizens there seemed to be doing well by themselves. I ignored the peddlers and wandering peoples and headed straight for the town elder.
The town elder, Ralph, according to legend, knew a time before Endermen and zombies inhabited the world, before the portals appeared and pig could stand. He would be able to understand what was going on, and what was with the creature.
"Hello, oh Town elder," I bowed before the holy man.
"Stand up, citizen." He commanded.
"Um," I replied, standing up, "I'm not a citizen. I actually live a little ways up the hill."
"Speak." His voice was raspy, and with an imperative tone, with a touch of sadness to it. He probably lived through hard times, I thought. He must've seen the portals open up, and the undead pour through, and millions of people killed. I can't imagine living in a time of such prosperity. He must've seen empire fall and-
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As soon as we got back to the village, it was soon dark again. Time seems to fly when you adventure for more than 10 minutes. Villagers were beginning to head back to their houses. Some parents were ushering their children inside, and a few guards began the outside creeper checks. Most villages had a patrol system where a few trusted men would patrol the village for signs of creepers, and dispatch of them appropriately. It was the creepers that were the most dangerous, because they were the only ones that could damage housing property. Spiders were also an issue, but most houses had roofs and overhangs, to adapt to the strange wildlife. Most patrollers wouldn't have to worry about zombies, or even skeletons, because they were easy to kill. Guards also had to have acute peripheral vision, because no one knows when Endermen would show up. Ironically, they could keep their eyes looser during the rainy season, for Endermen would disappear back to wherever they came from when in contact wit
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I could tell something was up immediately after we walked over the hill. My house was in shambles. Smoke was still rising from the ashes. Someone had blown a hole in the wall and looted the house. Courage howled, and Ralph shook his head.
"They must've known," the old man squared his shoulders.
"Who?" I asked.
"Someone," he started, "that wanted that creeper of yours."
"Uh, maybe." I started towards my house. "Look, let's search for the creeper, maybe they didn't take him. Maybe they were going for my mining materials."
The Elder nodded, and we headed to my house.
The inside was wrecked. My food chest was smashed open, and pieces of bread, meat and fish were sprawled on the ground. A few of the meats and raw wheat seemed to be chewed on. Most of the glass was destroyed. My crafting table and enchanting table was flipped over, and my bookcase was spilled on to the ground. Strangely, as I ran over to my mining chest, I found it untouched. Not a single cobblestone block or diamond was out
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I opened my eyes, which were still blurry.
Was that a tiger in front of me? I couldn't tell-
The figure pulled my jaw open and threw a bucket of milk over my face. The cold milk sent chills through my body, and the unexpected milk flowed into my throat.
"Pleh!" I spat. My vision was getting a little better. That was a tiger?!?!?!?
"AHHHH!" I backed up, scooting myself to as far from the tiger as possible. Unfortunately, I was backed up in a corner next to the bookcase. Snatching up my sword, I pointed it at the big cat. "STAY BACK!"
"Calm down. I'm not gonna hurt you!" The tiger was standing on its hind legs, and its voice was rather high pitched. It had white stripes running up its orange back, with a white furred chest. It had long straight hair running down its back. "Jeez. Can't people just get used to tigers walking around on two legs?"
"Um," I asked, still pointing the sword at the up-right tiger, "who are you?"
"You," it, or she, since it was now sa
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"Step aside, civilian!" A guard grabbed me as I joined their group.
I came back to the village the morning after fixing my house up. I had dressed up in iron armor, snatched up a couple pieces of pork and fish for the journey, and even brought a crafting table along. My trusty diamond sword was pressed closely to my hip, and a couple dozen arrows and a few bows were brought along for backup. For emergency uses, I packed a bit of TNT. Many of the Elder's trusted men were going to track down the creepers, and take back Cobble. I wanted to join in. I have much combat experience, from my mining, hunting, and woodcutting trips. Plus, I had a feeling Cobble would be able to recognize me.
"You're not going!" The guard laughed. "A mere farmer is not going with us on this official expedition!"
"Hey," I retorted, "Firstly, I'm a miner. In case you don't know, miners have it the worst in this world. Secondly, Ralph trusts me to lead this rescue operation."
"Well I don't, and I'm the head guard, T
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An arrow whistled through the air, and caught the wolf by the neck. The wolf acted as though it hit a wall, and flew backwards. I smacked the next wolf away with my fist, and Gillian appeared beside me, swinging the sword at the pack of wolves, and scoring a few slices on the red-eyed creatures. Two rolled into the ditch along with Courage, injured. One was limping away with an arrow sticking out of its pelt, but was knocked back by another arrow. The last one was still recovering from my punch. I grabbed the wolf, and twisted its neck. Roaring, I finally scared the wolves away, which scrambled to leave the ditch and run into the forest.
"Courage!" I sprinted over to the dog, which was starting to puff white smoke and blood from his wounds.
"Don't die on me " I cradled the creature with my arms, while Kitty and Gillian slowly walked closer.
Suddenly, I had a thought.
"Kitty! You looted the armory! Did you pick up any potions?"
"Uh yeah," she replied, not understanding.
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I looked at the distance that Gillian was staring at. There wasn't anything wait. A group of men were coming through the gate. They were walking straight down the road. All of them were men.
"The white creeper, legends say, is crucial to helping a group of adventurers reclaim the land from the undead plague that scourges us now," Gimi continued. "He is a very powerful ally, and will only help the purest of hearts."
"Tons of men are coming into the tavern," I warned.
"What?" he exclaimed.
"Yeah," Gillian pointed. "They all have swords and armor."
"That's not good," Gimiglider stammered nervously. "I might have neglected something I should've mentioned to you earlier " He wiped his brow. "Let's greet them, shall we-"
Gillian grabbed Gimi by the throat.
"You monster!" Gillian barked. "You knew they were coming!"
"I didn't know!" he choked. "I didn't know you were coming, and I obviously didn't know that you had possession of the creeper! All the people told me was that a strang
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I woke up finding myself being dragged by two guards across the ground on my butt. The two guards threw me onto the floor. I slowly looked around, and recognized familiar parts of the village. I was too weak to know for sure, but it seemed villagers were throwing things
Something hit me in the face, and wet, sticky goo dripped down my forehead. I tasted it, and I recognized it as egg yolk.
"BOO!" "KILL THE TRAITOR!" "DIE, YOU MONSTER!"
"Huh?" I tried to duck out of the way of the eggs. "I didn't do anything!"
"Don't listen to the traitor!" I looked up at the direction of the voice. A guard was standing atop a speaking podium. "He is the reason many of us perished in the rescue! He was helping the monsters capture and keep our men! He owns a poisoned blade, and stabbed your husbands, your fathers, your men!"
"Kill him!" "Rip his head off!" "Poison him, and his pet!" I was pelted with more eggs, and even snowballs. It was hard to avoid the projectiles, because two men were holding
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Gillian and I jumped back. Kitty dropped from one of the trees.
"I saw the fighting, and I really wanted to join in, but I didn't want make it worse," Kitty eyed Gillian. "Did you get any info on that white creeper of yours?"
"Not really," I mumbled, still trying to suppress laughter. "Not much more than we already know."
"Well," Gillian thought, "he did say something about a group of travelers "
"That would be us, right?" Kitty exclaimed happily.
"Maybe," I changed the subject. "So, how are Cobble and the other creeper getting along?"
"Good," Kitty bounced around cheerfully. "I think Tabesto's trying to teach Cobble to speak!"
"So that's its name," I grumbled. "I was trying to figure it out!"
I suddenly realized how hungry I was. I was inches away from some good mushroom stew when we had to leave. I tried to hide the fact that I was starving.
"I want to see Cobble!" We climbed the tree, into the canopy. I could see Tabesto speaking to Cobble.
"Gillian. Gill EEan. Gil
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What We Had
I think it was the lack of connection.
The lack of... touch?
I didn't mean for it to happen.
My desire for love was too much.
He was right there,
In my peripheral vision.
The party was intense.
Nothing but flashing white lights
Filling the room.
He walked up to me,
Wanting to dance and I said
I was with someone.
It's not like it was a
We only ever kissed and said
A whole year of just
Maybe he didn't love me
Like I loved him.
Maybe he was straight.
Maybe he didn't think of men
I still loved him.
I didn't want to let him go.
But I desired something.
I desired something more than
I wanted to touch.
Wanted to be touched.
I wanted to feel another's skin on mine.
I was feeling too much desire to care
I woke up that morning next to a
I never knew his name.
I never asked for it.
Because I didn't
I just got up and
Days after that night,
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"Wait! So that means Caleb is going to be at the club when I'm there?!" Danni giggled as she slammed the car door, making Alec gasp in alarm.
"Hey! Easy on the car," He hissed, putting his hand on the hood and rubbing it tenderly, sticking out his bottom lip. "It's okay, baby. I won't let her hurt you anymore."
"You're so lame," Danni murmured, grabbing her fencing bag.
They walked up the steps and pulled on the insanely heavy door. As it opened, air rushed into Danni's face, making her braids flutter backwards. Alec noticed her eyes widen as she saw Caleb walking out of the locker room, his mask tucked under his arm and his sabre in hand. He seemed to be in a deep conversation with the Asian man that was yelling at him at the tournament. He glanced up from their discussion and waved at Alec and his sister. The hazel-eyed boy smiled warmly and waved back, Danni in too much of a daze to respond. Her brother smirked and grabbed Danni by the arm
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He was always late, nowadays. Did he not care about me anymore? Was he really just out with his friends and losing track of time? I was his friend too wasn't I? Was he sick of me?
I ran a hand through my spiky, golden hair, as I stared out the window, waiting for my boyfriend. Or whatever he was. The less we saw each other, the more I doubted he wanted me. But when he pulled into the driveway, my heart leaped out of my chest, my deep, blue eyes widening with anxiety.
"Roxas?" The red-head called from the doorway as the door slammed shut behind him. "Sorry I'm late. My boss kept me longer than I expected because one of the new guys was having trouble fixing one of the cars."
"Hey, Axel," I greeted him, meekly, as he walked into the living room.
Axel collapsed on the chair across from me and exhaled with exhaustion. I glanced at the open seat next to me on the couch and tilted my he
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We used to live in a peaceful world. Until now. Humans had long since faded from this vast land. Demons, faeries, warlocks... anyone of that nature were all who were left. Staying alive in a world like this was rather difficult.
I saw nothing but blood and violence. Nothing but idiots going out and getting themselves killed for a reason I had yet to figure out. Alensia was where I lived and it was home to the elves. It was a strong country but it was stupid. We ignited a pointless war. We endangered innocent civilians. We sparked the fear in their eyes. We caused... everything. And I was part of it. Why? Hell, if I knew, I would tell you. But I didn't know. I was forced. From the start, I knew I would die. I knew We all knew that we couldn't stand a chance against Saraphyls. It was idiotic to think we'd ever be able to defeat such a powerful army. They were better. They had wings, making it easy for them to fly out of ha
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"Ugh! It's hot! How can you wear that thing? It's like 100 degrees!"
AJ fanned himself and stuck his tongue out, panting heavily like a dog would. I shook my head, smiling as I zipped up my sweatshirt.
"It's 60 out and perfect for a sweatshirt."
"What? It's boiling!"
"You are so over-dramatic." I laughed and stared down the road, my eyebrows furrowing.
"What time did they say they were picking us up?" AJ asked, mimicking me as I stared towards the corner.
"Talen said he'd be here around 5:00. It's 5:30 now."
"Of course, he'd be late," the blue-haired boy scoffed and crossed his arms, sticking out his bottom lip. "I'm hungrryyyy."
"Quit complaining," I snapped with irritation. "Why didn't you eat lunch?"
"Because I needed to save room for the greasy, fried shit at the carnival. DUH."
"Well, he should be here any minute."
Just as the words came out of my mouth, the familiar red mustang pulled around the corner and up AJ's driveway, sounding the
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"What's going on?" AJ asked, an eyebrow rising in confusion. "Why are we going to Cain's? I thought you and Talen"
"I want to get him back," I interrupted, putting my hands to my temples and rubbing slowly. "I realized how much he meant to me when I left him."
"What were you doing for the past two weeks that kept you from calling or texting me? You could have at least told me you were okay!"
"Nothing," I laughed dryly and stared at my hands. "Literally."
"You don't know how worried I was. I'm serious."
I glanced over at AJ, his blue hair was disheveled and dark bags were under his eyes, making him look older than he really was by a few years. He looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"Why would you worry?"
"Because you're my best friend. I care about you, man."
I turned my head away, my eyes lowering and my cheeks turning a light shade of pink.
"W- Well," I stuttered. "You shouldn't."
"Yes. I definitely should," He laughed a bit, raising a
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A Small World
I took a step back, gripping my chest. It felt as if the room was spinning a hundred miles a minute.
No. Absolutely not. Impossible! It was impossible! My dad was not abusive! He never hurt me! He never hit me at least. He well he had always acted like he wanted to hit me but always held back. He had tried to only once because he was drunk. But since it was that once, I forgave him. He couldn't have seriously thrown a bookshelf on top of Kieran. Kieran couldn't have been my brother! Wouldn't I have known if I had a brother? And we looked nothing alike! This made no sense!
"Kieran," Cyrus breathed, taking a step forward.
Kieran, shuddering intensely, went to grab for the doorknob but the sweat forming on his hand made it slip off the metal and he lost his balance, falling onto the carpeted floor.
"Please," He pleaded, as my father took another step closer to the helpless blonde. "Stay away from me. Please
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The whole family stared at Caleb in alarm, Alec furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
Didn't he just tell me I was his first friend? He thought to himself. How does he get a girlfriend when he's so busy with fencing?
"Um," Caleb looked down, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Yeah, I met her through my parents. Her name's Haley."
Danni and Elaine glanced over at Alec, who was glaring at his plate, his fist clenched tightly around his napkin, his knuckles turning white. They noticed his eyes becoming glossy with the threat of tears. He quickly pushed himself away from the table and stood up, his hair falling into his eyes.
"Excuse me," He whispered, tossing the napkin onto the dinner table and stalking out of the room. Caleb's gaze followed the golden-haired teen through the doorway, his eyes spelling confusion. His head turned back to the table, his expression filled with perplexity.
"What just happened?" He asked, rubbing h
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"En Garde, ready? Fence!" The referee shouted, bringing his hands together.
Ethan rushed forward, surprisingly quick for his size, and Caleb advanced as if he planned to meet him in the middle of the platform. The brunette saw him sink down, a motion he had noted in the last match as preceding an attack for the larger fencer.
The prodigy scrambled backwards as Bradford lunged towards him, the blade rushing past Caleb's mask, so close he could hear it whistle through the air as he reached out and tapped the black haired boy on the shoulder. They stayed frozen like that for a second after the buzzer went off and the ref called out Caleb's point. Caleb finally stood and walked calmly back to his starting line, rapping his blade three times on the ground so quickly that the noise blended into one sound.
Alec watched with wide eyes.
"Wow…" He whispered, Danni sharing the same, awestruck expression. "Ethan doesn't stand a chance!"
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I awoke to the sun's rays illuminating my face. Why the hell were my shades open? I always kept them closed so that this didn't happen. Demyx. I gritted my teeth as my eyes fluttered open.
"DEMYX!" I screamed, grouchily. "Get your ass in here!" A mullet of two different shades of brown bobbed in, a pair of bright teal eyes suddenly appearing around the door frame. He smiled, cheerfully. Was there ever a time that Demyx wasn't happy?
"Oh Goody!" He giggled, warmly; sauntering into my room and spreading his thin arms as if he was going to jump on my bed and glomp me. "You're awake!" I rubbed my eyes of grit and glared at Demyx.
"You know better than to open my shades." I uttered, heatedly. "What are you even doing here?" I was pretty used to Demyx's spontaneous visits, but It was always a good idea to ask why he came over just in case he actually had a reason. He usually didn't.
"Well... I heard you met someone!" He said, rather qui
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The Easter Bunny stood on the balcony of Santa's Workshop, looking out over the vast white expanse of the North Pole. The cold wind whiped his fur around, the thin layer doing nothing to protect him from its biting chill. He shivered in spite of himself, he wasn't used to cold like this, his brow furrowed as he tried to remember the last time he had felt this cold. It had been just over one hundred and four years ago, just before- "No." E. Aster Bunnymund said out loud, cutting the thought off right there.
He heard the sound of the door behind him opening a moment before the voice reached him "Bunnymund, what happened?" Said the Russian accented voice of Santa as he walked over to stand next to the rabbit. With no response forthcoming North continued "You need to talk. You show up in middle of workshop, carrying an unconscious Jack who is barely clingi
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Well, here it is, the last part! Enjoy!
Aster spun around, his eyes growing wider as he saw a patch of ice in the middle of the pond, slowly expanding outward. Aster stared at the slowly spreading sheet of ice, not sure what to make of it. At first his heart had jumped, the impossible thought that it was Jack bubbling up within him until he tamped it down. Wild hoped wasn't going to do anything, that fact had made itself abundantly clear over the last month. So Aster sat on the bank, content to watch the slow progress of the ice as it took over the pond.
Aster had been sitting there for nearly an hour, the ice having just covered the entirety of the pond when he saw something that caused him to do a double take. There, in the middle of the pond, was a dark shape, a dark blur just visible through the ice. 'You're just being hopeful again' Aster told himsel
Love Interrupted Chapter 7“Jackie…Jackie” the soft words slowly roused Jack from his deep sleep, though apparently not fast enough for the voice as a thin hand connected solidly with his cheek, snapping his head to the side and his mind to alertness. “Come now Jackie, you simply must be awake if we’re going to make any progress breaking your boyfriend.” Pitch said with a vicious smirk.Love Interrupted Chapter 7 in Romance More Like This
Despite the situation Jack felt a brief flash of hope, no not hope, the possibility of hope, at Pitch’s words before he forced it down and glared at Pitch, hard blue eyes boring into light gold. Jack wished he wasn’t gagged, because “go to hell” sounds a lot less defiant when said through a wad of fabric, still he felt he got the message across.
“Oh don’t be nervous Jack, I’m sure you’ll do fine. Just…do what comes naturally.” Pitch said with a dark chuckle that made Jack’s stomach crawl. Continuing with a toothy grin
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Jack was flying through the sky above Los Angeles, the city's lights twinkling in the night. The cloud of Deathlings spreading over the city, the mass of living shadow that marked Black Death flew through the sky, perusing a figure through the sky. Jack flew closer, wanting to help Pitch, knowing what was coming next. As he grew closer though Jack saw it wasn't Pitch, but Aster flying in front of the black cloud. The rabbit, HIS rabbit, was wearing a black tux, and looked very good in it. Jack watched in horror as Aster flew past, leading Black into the time rip, yelled so loud his throat hurt as the bright light swallowed his fiancé. As the light faded Jack found himself walking down an aisle, flanked by rows of chairs on either side. He was wearing a bright white dress, a veil covering his face. The chairs on either side of him were filled by nightma
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Much had changed since those ancient times. Grief and time had tempered much of the anger and rage that had so controlled him in his years as a young spirit. He had let the darker side of himself go, choosing to embrace the fun loving parts instead. He had made peace with Nifor and all the others from his past, he had made peace with his place in the world-and apparently he had shown true repentance.
“What’s up Jack?” said the thin brunet boy currently resting his cheek on Jokul’s chest. In response to the inquiring gaze Jokul leveled at him he said “You’ve got that look again.”
Love Interrupted Chapter 6“We have to find Bunny! Tomorrow’s Easter, if he’s not here…” Tooth said, her frantic voice trailing off as she looked around at her fellow guardians.Love Interrupted Chapter 6 in Romance More Like This
“No, we must save Easter. Even if Bunny were found, there are no eggs to be hidden, no baskets to be found…it seems he has been missing for long time.” North said seriously.
Jack stood there listening to their conversation as they discussed possible ways to save Easter and figure out where Pitch was holding Aster. Jack couldn’t help thinking of the first time he’d gone to visit Aster and found the warren locked nearly three months ago. He wondered if Aster had already been captured at the time and shuddered at the thought of the Pooka being at Pitch’s mercy for so long. Jack couldn’t help feeling partially responsible for the situation; he’d known there was something wrong long ago; he’d just assumed at as about him. He should have told the others about
Love Interrupted Chapter 8 Jack could never accurately recall just how long he and Aster hung there, gazing at each other with bright eyes, a large smile playing on Aster’s mouth and Jack’s eyes crinkled in a close to a smile as he could manage. After a time, Aster broke the silence; his voice was thick with poorly contained joy as he spoke. “Ya…you do? But…when…how?” Jack let out a chuckle through his nose and shrugged, looking a bit sheepish as he did so, his eyes shining as they gazed at the Pooka. As suddenly serious demeanor fell over Aster as he looked at Jack, determination clear on his face as he said “I will get us out of here, I promise.” Jack nodded his head, wishing more than anything that he could tell the Pooka that he believed and trusted him.Love Interrupted Chapter 8 in Romance More Like This
The next few days passed in a strange stare for Jack, sometimes time dragged on and on, others is raced forward faster than Jack would have thought possible. Pitch still vis
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"This isn't working; we can't keep up like this." Jack said, pacing back and forth in North's office.
"Well we don't seem to have much of a choice, unless either of you have a brilliant idea to save the world, in which case I'm all ears," Pitch said sarcastically, looking from Jack to Jamie.
"We have to try, were the only thing standing between black and the rest of the world." Jamie said grimly.
The three were in North office, Jack pacing the floor, Pitch sitting in the throne like chair behind North's desk usually reserved for the large man himself, and Jamie leaning against the wall near the door. Jack looked at Jamie for a long moment, and when he did finally speak his words were slow and measured "How. We are losing, it has been four night Jamie, FOUR! And were down Tooth, Aster, North and Sandy!" Jack said holding up his hand and counting off the
Love Interrupted Chapter 3 Aster sat in the shade of a willow tree on the bank of one of the many smaller, dye free, ponds that dotted the warren. He rested his head against the soft green grass and let the earthy scents of grass and tree and dirt wash over him, trying to force his other thoughts away. A light breeze, warm and friendly blew past, ruffling his fur slightly; his thoughts immediately went to Jack before he realized that Jack’s wind was much colder…and he was back here again. Aster let out a deep sigh somewhere between anger and resignation, closer to the later then it had been yesterday. He had spent every waking moment trying to deny what she’d said, and every sleeping moment dreaming of things that greatly undermined those waking arguments. He was lying here, and not in his favorite chair, because of the stupid pixie. He’d sat in it for another few hours trying to think of even a single suitable explanation to explain these feeling, but for the first time in over halfLove Interrupted Chapter 3 in Romance More Like This
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Jack woke early the next morning, feeling usually aware for having just woken up. He could feel Aster underneath him, the rabbits breathing slow and rhythmic as he slept. Jack stretched, adjusting his position slightly and smiled, memories of the previous night activities coming back to him. He nuzzled his cheek against Aster's chest, loving the feel of his soft fur. The moment was wonderful, and Jack didn't want to ruin it, so he lay there for a long time, listening to the soothing sound of his mate's breathing stroking the fur along his neck, weaving his fingers through it.
After a nearly an hour, Jack felt Aster shifting under him, the large rabbit stretched and yawned. He opened his eyes, smiling when they fell upon the bright blue of Jack's and wrapping his arms around Jack's waist. "Good morning love." Aster said "How long have you been up?"
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Sam Fenton Dearest Unborn Progeny,
I appreciate that you seem to be clearing out space in my body for when you begin to grow, but at this rate the only thing left to throw up is you. Think about that.
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Sam Fenton of course you would like this. It's because of your special genes that I got pregnant so fast.
Sam Fenton also why the vomit glows.
Danny Fenton ...sorry.
Riley Matthews baking a cake for a baby shower! Business is so taking off!
Sam Fenton oh honey. You've already had several complaints. Just because you bake cakes for parties does not mean you are invited to them.
Riley Matthews I don't get it!
Tucker Foley you trashed my house on my birthday last year.
Valerie Gray and mine.
Riley Matthews PAAAARTAY
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Mikey Lucas so then what ARE you going to do?
Danny Phantom maybe some trick or treat action.
Sam Manson your Halloween costume is built in. You're terrifying.
Danny Phantom I might find a costume.
Danny Fenton I go dressed as you and you go dressed as me.
Danny Phantom ...awesome. Everyone will ignore me.
Danny Fenton YOU KNOW WHAT MAN--?
Danny Fenton time to go out to the farm outside of town for...PUMPKIN TIIIME.
Maddie Fenton think about PRACTICAL sizes, honey. I know you found one almost as tall as you, I know it meant a lot to you, but we can't transport things like that.
Danny Fenton butbutbutmoooom D:
Maddie Fenton I don't care how big and sad you can make those eyes of yours look. That only works on grandma.
Chatting to Chat: What a Bunch of TwitsSmarmy | Sam MansonChatting to Chat: What a Bunch of Twits in Humor More Like This
why the hell is it Justin Beiber day? We should be focusing on more important things.
OhsnapitzRiley | Riley Matthews
smarmy like what
Smarmy | Sam Manson
@OhsnapitzRiley like combining strawberries and kiwis into one super fruit.
OhsnapitzRiley | Riley Matthews
smarmy YOU NEED TO BE OUR NATION'S PRESIDENT
Smarmy | Sam Manson
@OhsnapitzRiley all in a day's work #ForReal
MrDPyo | Danny Phantom
I only use this name because all other variations were taken. You guys need to not name yourselves after me. Seriously. It's weird.
Starstronaut | Danny Fenton
I almost named myself after Danny Phantom, but all the names were taken. #IAmDisappoint
MrDPyo | Danny Phantom
@Starstronaut I SPIT ON PEOPLE LIKE YOU
Technologic | Tucker Foley
I JUST RAN PAST A WET FLOOR SIGN #YOLO
Starstronaut | Danny Fenton
technologic YOU'RE NOT BADASS WEAR
Ashland Academy: EpilogueYou call that a throw? Coraline Jones heckled her friend Wybie as she watched the rock he had thrown skip across the stream.Ashland Academy: Epilogue in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lets see you do better, Wybie challenged, handing her a rock. She stuck her tongue out at him before throwing her rock. It skipped about the same number of times before landing on the opposite banks.
That was no better than mine, Jonesy. Wybie smirked, youve lost your touch.
I have not! Im just bored with this now. Lets do something else.
Good idea, Wybie conceded, on my last turn I almost hit Cat.
The cat in question growled slightly from his perch, a tree branch behind them.
I said I was sorry, Wybie turned to face Cat. He just stared back indifferently.
It had been only three days since Coraline and Wybies latest adventure in the Other world. Since then, Coralines arm felt better (her shoulder had only been dislocated)
Why Don't You Love Me? -DP-You ought to have heard of me, hm? No? Oh, well let me introduce you to the wonder that is me: Mimi Allison Isabella Ashley Barbra Samuels. You ought to know I'm beautiful, too--even when I tumble out of bed on Saturdays (oh, I'm such a klutz! Cute, no?) I am gorgeous from head to toe, and that's before my shower! I smell like strawberries--it's natural, too. My gorgeous knee-length brown hair always shines, even when it's humid it doesn't get frizzy (not like normal girls' hair, ha!), and the purple streaks? All natural, baby.Why Don't You Love Me? -DP- in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ah, my eyes are a stunning shade of green--right now, at least. When I'm calm and serene the color looks so natural, but don't get me mad! They turn red--so you can tell when I'm about to bust out my completely irrelevant kung fu skills. Jealous? You ought to be.
Just how special am I? Oh, you haven't had a chance to see my ghost form or my super sexy cat girl form? You're missing out, babe. My gorgeous hair turn an absolutely radiant
AtrophyMaxwell Benson had spent most of his existence taking things apart. Everything from toys to furniture to appliances. He could even remember the day hed gotten a hold of a dead car battery. That had been his most exciting project, and it still was. Everything, everything he could find was fascinating to him, even in the simplest of ways.Atrophy in General Fiction More Like This
Many people queried and wondered the same thing: why was Maxwell Benson so fascinated with ordinary items? He never answered; he thought it was a stupid question, and he had better things to do.
Some said he was just doing it for attention, which was wrong. Some said he was doing it because of some form of mental illness. Wrong again. And there were the select few who thought the boy was doing it for the purpose of thoughtful ingenuity. Perhaps he was dismantling and dissecting his mothers toaster to see if he could rebuild it again, and that he was some sort of prodigy. As flattering as that was, it was also incorrect. As soon as the
Callow Conviction -9-Demis punishment for destroying half of the school library seemed to be working out in his favor.Callow Conviction -9- in Humor More Like This
He was stuck in his room. Thats where he wanted to be.
His parents werent speaking to him. He didnt want to listen.
They wouldnt look at him all the way home. He didnt want to be looked at.
They wouldnt come into his room. He wanted to be alone.
Demi forced himself to do what they had ordered him to do--Think about what hed done. It wasnt even his fault, and if he could just have a chance to prove it
No, Demi. No more chances. They never gave you any in the first place. No more. Demi knew it deep down, and it kept repeating in his head until he felt sick.
He reached under his bed and pulled out a tattered notebook--his journal. He hadnt written in it for so long, but now he wanted to. He forced himself to write down his day even though his mind was telling him to just curl up under the covers and hide. Forever.
Chatting to Chat - CrockpotTucker Foley Breaking news: The Casper High football team has changed their strategy from "we shall win" to "let's all just cross our fingers and hope for the best."Chatting to Chat - Crockpot in Humor More Like This
Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, and Riley Matthews like this
Danny Fenton HAHAHAHA
Sam Manson Oh how very very true
Dash Baxter who the f*ck do you think you are, Foley?
Tucker Foley uhm, one of the people who went to watch the homecoming game to see us lose 35 to 0
Danny Fenton and the fumble by the Quarterback! Oh wait...that's you...
Dash Baxter somebody made it back to the top of my list
William Lancer - Danny Fenton all right. If I give you a 1000 word minimum on a paper, that means I expect you to write productive things to fill it up. I have honestly never had to explain this before, BUT--
If you can't think of anything else to write, do NOT just look at the Krispy Kreme donut in your hand and decide that's good for padding your paper. I did not see an analy
Coraline: GoofballThere were certain things Coraline hated about Ashland, Oregon. She hated the dreary weather, the poison oak (youd be surprised about how much of it there is in the Pink Palace garden alone), and the boring town.Coraline: Goofball in Fan Fiction More Like This
But the thing that Coraline hated to do most had nothing to do with the town itself. Hanging out with Wybie? That she could handle. Listening to Miss Spink and Miss Forcible predict her future and argue over who was right? That was a cakewalk compared to this.
Going shopping with her mother had to be illegal. Somewhere.
Unfortunately, her family had decided to go to town that day. Charlie Jones had an appointment with the editor of both his and his wifes catalogs, and it had been said that only one of the two needed to be there. Coraline wished her mother would have gone, because at least her dad would take her somewhere fun, somewhere better than this place. The department store in Ashland had a fancy name that Coraline couldnt remember, and it smelled of pe
Ashland Academy: Coraline -7-Wybie Lovat had finally been forced awake, and had the scratch marks to prove the effort it had taken to achieve this feat.Ashland Academy: Coraline -7- in Fan Fiction More Like This
All right Cat, the boy yawned, what is it?
Cat just jumped in Wybies lap, still holding the locket in his teeth. Placing his paws on Wybies chest, the feline practically shoved it in his face.
Coralines locket Wybie murmured, taking it out of Cats teeth, whyd you bring me this?
Cat just pawed at it once more, a low meow emanating from him.
Open it? Wybie had no idea how he could so clearly understand Cats actions, okay
As soon as Wybie open the locket, he swore his heart just stopped.
In the panel of the locket where one would normally place a picture. There was a blurry, blue-toned image, a moving image that depicted Wybies worst fear. Sebastian was with Coraline, and he didnt look so friendly anymore. All Wybie could make out was th