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Leave me now, my dear.
Just like that you were gone.
I meant nothing to you anymore, I'm just someone to fall back on when she's not around. It was never something for me, I was an object, something to make you feel better about yourself.
I'm sick of being only 'that'.
'That' a thing, no identity, no reason why.
I'm done with making you feel good when I'm sat here for nights on end feeling worthless, having no one to turn to, not even you despite the fact you told me you'd always be here for me. You're like everyone else who claims to be a 'good' person. Spouting what they have to just to make you stay around.
I'm tired of just being the back up plan, the fail-safe, the everything that she's not.
I'm sorry that without you these endless monotonous nights are so melancholic and lonely.
Help. - Creepy Pasta style
Why me? Why do they choose, ME? Every single night their voices echo throughout my slowly unraveling mind. Every night their shadowy figures scurry around my room, slowly becoming larger and larger.
Now, they are fully fledged apparitions, they utter my fears, my insecurities, slowly making me go insane.
Many have had theories of what it could be. What THEY, could be;
My fears and stress in manifest.
Just my mind playing tricks on me.
I'd like to think that it's the last one, but I know I'd be wrong, these things are too real. Too, personal, to be tricks of the mind.
I know a way to stop them. An, oh-so, bitter way of stopping them, the way makes me feel worse, makes me weaker, makes me feel so..., Dead inside.
I try to stop letting them win, but having them here every night, telling me over and over how worthless, how useless and how the one I love doesn't love me back... Well, it gets to you, it sticks inside your mind.
I try my best not to worry the people around me, b
The Cannibal's Ball.
A sickening darkness deep within,
You revel in your every sin,
Cutting away at a strangers flesh,
Making a new party dress.
Pulling out your victims heart,
This is your very own kind of art,
Dissecting every body-part,
Your mind slowly starts to fall apart.
Screams of pain are all in vain,
This is an addiction you cannot abstain,
You try your best to save the brain,
As your dinner guests may complain.
The left overs you care about the most,
Using the blood to raise a toast,
A new future is what you boast,
That unworthy stranger is now just a ghost.
The perfect meal for one and all,
To be served again at the next ball,
Although it would make their skin crawl,
If they knew that they were eating eyeball.
New School, New World- Ch. 15Chapter 15- BTT and Pie (Sounds Good to Me!)
You pushed open the doors and raced down the steps, your eyes searching for your usual table. Ludwig was sitting there, working on something; homework probably. You smiled wide and ran faster, calling out to him as you got closer. He glanced up at you as you parked yourself next to him.
“H-hi”, you greeted him, panting a little. Maybe you shouldn’t have run so fast; you felt drained.
“Hallo”, Ludwig answered, returning his gaze to his paper, which was, as you had guessed, homework.
You stayed silent until you had gotten your breath back. “So”, you began, “I had a ton of fun in English class! Arthur, Matthew, Alfred, and I had to write a story together and it was really enjoyable!”
“Hmm”, Ludwig hummed, looking back at you, “That sounds interesting”.
You nodded and smiled again. “How was your class?”
“It was fine”, he replied s
tGB: Kinuri Adoptions:iconthe-golden-butterfly:
Alrighty guys, you all knew it was coming sooner or later.
A great big howdy doo to everyone reading and welcome to:
:icontgb-firetribe: The Official Kinuri Adoption Page! :icontgb-firetribe:
That's right folks! Kintsu (played by yours truly) and Nuri (=creabooty) have received their kitten roll, and 4 liddle babies will be making their way into the world! One of them, sadly, will be meeting a rather tragic end to their brief beginning. Due to stress and changes in the environment, one little she-kit will be still born.
Another kit has already been adopted out. Cassie, the first born in the litter and a future Primary Water-Tribe cat will be played by ~Kounix. She was named after Kintsu's best friend/adopted brother, the Grey-Fire Caspian.
Not to worry though! There are still 2 little kiddos up for grabs ;D But before we get to that, we gotta lay down some rules!
You can only apply if y
Sucky "While I was alive..." Oakclaw thought sadly, sitting in Starclan looking down at his beautiful grey and black mate, Sootstep. He was afraid she would get a new mate. He sniffed holding in a cry. "I will protect you from up here.." He promised himself. He got up and walked away to his den. He laid his head on his paws. He closed his eyes and breathed in. He thought about all of the times Sootstep and him slept together. That brought a chill into his den and he shivered. He felt more cold then every. He sighed, missing Sootstep's sweet scent, her beautiful blue eyes. He soon drifted off into a deep sleep.
He woke up, but it was different. It was Snowclan, the snow, the dens, everything. But then he fell down on the snow. He looked up and saw Sootstep. "S-Sootstep?" He stuttered. "Hey." She purred, getting off. He jumped on top of her. He rubbed his muzzle against her cheek. "Whats the matter Oaky, you act like we haven't seen each oth
Waking up in hospital beats not waking up at allIt took him a while to recognize where he is, even though he's more than familiar with the place really.
In fact, in the first few minutes of his awakening he genuinely thought this is just another night he spent in a hospital bed- Until he tried and failed to move as the wave of sore and burning pain hit his entire body.
Well, that's new... ,he thought to himself. Normally the pain comes from the inside.
He gazed down, almost out of pure curiosity, and saw the wracked body of his own- not much different than a patched up, worn out doll. Like Duke, actually.
At first glance, he numbly thought to himself just how much more money he has to pay to get rid of all these scars. He barely even had the time to schedule an appointment with Doc for the dragon burnt before!
Then as he tried to revisit his memory as to what has caused these new hideous wounds (he praises himself for being quite careful about this sort of things), it felt like as if he's staring into a pitch black room with
How I percieve Queen ChrysalisForm and Appearance
All in all, Chrissy looks exactly the way she is portrayed in the show. Needless to say, she appears in much greater detail than what can be displayed in an animated show. One of the biggest things to note, that others will not know just by seeing her in the show, is her skin. Rather than pony fur, her coat is actually composed of a chitin-like substance, much like the exoskeletons of insects. Rather than anything rough, however, the chitin is incredibly smooth, like the shell of the finest beetle. It is quite cold to the touch, yet still very pleasing when felt, and also gives off an ever so slight ‘moist’ feel.
On the topic of her body, her most taboo feature is perhaps the holes in her legs. It is important to know that these holes do not penetrate her skin, giving off any sights of her insides. Instead, they are a natural part of how a Changeling’s body is. Ever seen how they make Chrysalis plushies with the holes? Think that, only compo
Character Profiles- The Killer TwinsLiam:
Eye Color: Icy blue
Hair Color: Chocolate-brown
Hairstyle: Short ((Like his father’s))
Clothing: Black shorts, white hoodie ((black shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Lauren- sister
Weapon: Kitchen knife
Personality: Liam inherited mostly his mother’s traits; he’s a reasonably loud and fun guy, whose activities include talking and killing. He kills just like his mother; not being afraid to just jump right in and make the kill.
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Black
Hairstyle: Long and wavy, all the way down to her waist
Clothing: Faded blue jeans, black jacket ((Red shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Liam- brother
Weapon- Switchblade knives ((Two of them, duel wielded))
Personality: Just like her father, Lauren is a calm and quiet girl. But if she’s in the position where she needs or wants to kill, she will have the
Connall Robotnik Bio
Name: Connall 'Robotnik'
Relatives: Unknown mother and father
Height: 5 ft 9 in
Weight: 74.0 kg
Hair: Light brown
Attire: Red and black dictator suit, white gloves, goggles, dark glasses
Affiliation: Eggman Empire's head scientist, tactician, and general dogsbody
Personality: Quirky, prideful, loyal, yet kind, courteous, optimistic
Abilities: Higher than average IQ mechanical expertise, swift acrobatic abilities, excellent piloting skills
Trivia: He has no memory of his last name, but he changed it to 'Robotnik' to make it more fitting for his role in the Eggman Empire.
Description: Tricky, smart, and one to avoid direct conflicts, Connall Robotnik is one of the Empire's highest-ranked operatives. Known for occupying large, mechanical monstrosities larger than himself, this young scientist intends to help his boss Eggman to accomplish domination over many settlements of the planet Mobius. However, this is primarily due to respect and loyalty, as t
TnM-Corriendo por AmorTnM-Corriendo por Amor
Nuestra historia comienza con una chica de 23 años que vive sola en un departamento esta misma tiene un novio y vive en Mexico esta es Maria Elizabeth Flynn Garcia-Shapiro, esto va a empezar YA , estan en un restaurante
¿¿??: Marie, nos conocemos desde hace un tiempo y me preguntaba *saca una cajita* te quieres casar conmigo??
Marie: Claro que si Jackson *lo besa*
Jackson: Oh, Marie no sabes lo feliz q me haces
Marie: Y tu a mi siendo tu esposa
Jackson: Que tal si vamos a celebrar
Marie: a donde??
Jackson: Al casino
Marie: Claro amor *se van*
Jackson era muy lindo y guapo y todo lo que quieran pero tenia un defecto y ese era la adiccion al juego, ya saben por donde va esto...
Ellos van al casino y una vez alli Jackson empieza a jugar
Estaban en una ruleta que gira y el tiene que escoger el numero y si la pelotita terminaba en ese numero ganaba.
Jugador de la ruleta: Escoja un Numero
Character Profile: Tricia Romanov TennysonFull Name: Tricia Alexandria Romanov (Adoptive name: Tricia Rose Tennyson)
Nicknames: Princess, Monster (Referring to her ice powers by the Duke and Hans), etc
Birthday: April 17th 1994
Voice Actress Speaking/Singing: Elizabeth Gillies (Tori Vega on VicTORIous)
Young Voice Actress/Singing: Eva Bella (Young Elsa in Frozen)
Adult Voice Actress: Idina Menzel (Elsa in Frozen and Elphaba in Wicked) As Black Star: Tabitha St. Germain (Nightmare Moon in My Little Pony Friendship is Magic)
Live Action Actress (As A Teen): Lea Michelle (Rachel Berry on Glee)
Child Live Action Actress: Mackenzie Foy (Nessie Cullen in Breaking Dawn and Cindy Perron in The Conjuring)
Adult Live Actress: Holly Marie Combs (Piper Halliwell in Charmed)
Genderbent Voice Actor: Jensen Ackles (Dean Winchester in Supernatural)
Languages: Speaks Spanish, Japanese, French, Russian, Asian, but normally speaks American. (There are rare moments when Tricia speaks Russian though)
Normal outfit: dark brown wavy
Her perfect lips, her hazel eyes they're tainted by something I once despised.
The thrill of her chase left me with the bitter taste of guilt, but now it leaves me holding onto the hilt of, this knife. I'll draw it back because I know, without her smile nothing will feel like home, now. Nothing will ever feel the same. And I guess I am the one to blame for the pain that courses through my veins.
I can't help but to think, that you only ever needed me because you didn't have her.
She was the one you always wanted, she has it all, the things i could never give... But I'd try so hard to see that that smile again, even if it breaks my heart...
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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