Sing Me To Sleep (Original Song)Sing me to sleep and if I wake up I'll justSing Me To Sleep (Original Song) by XeruFury
Sit and stare and wonder if I
Could maybe survive if you just sing me to sleep
I still cry and try to get some
Sleep tonight and when everything fails
I'll be choking on air and on my broken mind
I see you by the window and I smile
I see you tend my wounds all through the night
Sing me to sleep and I know I'll be okay
Dreams drift by and everything else just
If I close my eyes the world hurts much less
And I feel so blessed by the sound of your voice tonight
The clock ticks on and my eyes they close
And then you're gone along with the joy I heard
In every note of your beautiful song
Nightmares die and teardrops fall
From my eyes the singing has stopped
And back comes the lost broken mind
Sing me to sleep
I feel empty
Dreams become nightmares and
I cannot sleep
Nightmares and bad dreams
Just sing me to sleep
All that I need
Please sing me to sleep
Before I die out on this
When The Lights Are Out (Original Song)You're beginning to fall down, my friendWhen The Lights Are Out (Original Song) by XeruFury
You're beginning to fade, fade away
But if they knew
What it is you do
When the lights are out
Then maybe they'd think
Or just shut their mouths
And maybe you'd sink
Down to the ground
But you can't help it today
These scars they numb all the pain
This blood it helps wash it all away
And then you scream out for help
But you're just kidding yourself
But if they knew
What you do
When the lights are out
You're beginning to hate the way you've changed
You're beginning to see the wrongs inside your ways
But maybe you thought
This isn't the way
But maybe it feels
Just like every other day
Come, take my hand
We'll go to another land
Where we can play
All day and night
The haunted thoughts inside your mind
.:Starting A Novel Guide:.~Getting Started~.:Starting A Novel Guide:. by PrennCooder
I’m writing this with novels on the mind since I am almost at 30 novels. I have written over 20 additional novella length stories as well with a ton more books on the way. So you could say I know a thing or two about this more than the average person. And it’s about time I made a guide for it! So I hope this thing helps you.
• WHERE TO START: If you are feeling flustered as to where to start writing in your story, DON’T BE! Honestly you can begin anywhere. You can write out of order! I’d say write out whatever scenes you find yourself inspired with and just keep typing till you run out of inspiration. Then add to fill in the gaps and edit where/if you feel the need to. I have never ever EVER written a book in complete consecutive order. So in fact, I encourage it. Writing the scene you are inspired on instead of forcing yourself to write something you're not inspired for just yet will work to your benefit. Readers can tell when writing is
.:Mary Sue Guide:.~OH ISN'T SHE PERFECT?~.:Mary Sue Guide:. by PrennCooder
• MY OPINION: This is what I have gathered based on reading and analyzing all of the major Mary sue-related articles and looking at the tests multiple times. I hate reading, but I do read fast and its character stuff, so it does interest me. I didn't write all this for you or for anyone to say “___ doesn't make a character a sue! What are you talking about?” I typed this for you to know in general how I perceive them and list the traits based off an analysis. I’m not saying all sues have to have these—no, Mary sues are more often than not based off a combination of things, but how they are written is key.
• NO ONE IS SAFE: It typically varies fandom to fandom and most people make their own views of what a sue is or isn't. But a sue can be any character, fandom or otherwise. Unfortunately, any character can become a sue if they are written like one. So watch how you write and be careful to avoid the things mentioned abov
.:Character Creation Guide:.Creating Your Character.:Character Creation Guide:. by PrennCooder
o Overall Character
Writing Your Character
Fan Characters And Fandoms
Focus on personality and interests when making your character and those are the categories that should have the most information because they describe who this person is at a specific point in time, or how they develop over time.
Try to avoid listing standard things about your character that are super predictable or could describe just about anyone. Add details that show character depth and set them apart from the other characters out there. Certain ones you may want to make more memorable than others.
Don’t throw too many diverse things into your character. If your character is all over the place, they will easily lose their identity to the reader. Try to focus on a few main interests or skills for your character to highlight.
Your character sh
.:Character Stereotypes To Avoid And Fix:.~Character stereotypes and how to avoid em~.:Character Stereotypes To Avoid And Fix:. by PrennCooder
• WHY: Why are stereotypes bad? They are predictable, boring, annoying, cliché, flat, one-dimensional, need I go on? There’s no advantage to a character stereotype. They water down amazing plots and hinder a mediocre story that could become a great one. I’m not saying at all to avoid predictability so much that your character is all over the place, but, avoid complete stereotyping.
• START: For the sake of simplicity in describing your character to someone else, you may want to use some stereotype wording to paint a quick idea. BUT be careful, and show that your character is more than just that. For example my character Cecelia Hazel is a dumb pretty popular cheerleader with powers. But she’s a kind person who doesn't really get mad. She has powers but she is never a good fighter. She tries martial arts but fails at it. From the assumption of the stereotype “cheerleader” you could assume Cecelia
AnorexiaThis is flesh,Anorexia by HecticHarmony
pinching my arm.
You are alive,
I tell myself,
to make myself laugh.
It's 5 am I am on my bedroom floor,
staring at the mirror,
and talking to my reflection.
I am quite certain I am dying.
I continue to make myself laugh.
A Little Bit Less of A PersonI think I've had myself convinced for a long timeA Little Bit Less of A Person by HecticHarmony
that if I could somehow scrape the
marrow from my bones
to be just a little bit lighter,
If I could shrink-
take up just a little less space,
If I could somehow become a
negative amount of a person-
maybe I wouldn't be too heavy a burden
This and ThatMy best friend told meThis and That by HecticHarmony
as well as my dad
that the thing about struggling
with an eating disorder is that
"I've just found another way to hurt myself"
and that's true.
But it was never my intention.
The thing is I personally constructed
my own private hell,
I made my body a prison,
unaware of what I was doing.
It's totally sick and completely irrational
but I find myself thinking often
in the back of my mind,
that if I destroy enough of me
there will only be good parts left.
It took me a long time to realize
that I was destroying the good things,
and digging myself deeper
into the hell I've learned to call home.
I was left with one part this,
some parts that, no parts me.
This is Not a TragedyWhen my life endsThis is Not a Tragedy by HecticHarmony
do not weep.
My death is not the tragedy
my life was.
Ridden with anxiety
I was stuck on the carousel of life
kicking and screaming
for a blind audience
for deaf family
for a mute God.
Convinced by voices
that i could fly
I made the leap
and now blissfully I am gone.
Do not remember me
I was a bad example
a story told to often
a soul left unloved
i did nothing worth remembering,
but remember this
my death is not a tragedy.
I'll never have to explain my razor kissed skin again.
Never again will I have to drown my blood in alcohol.
The nurses won't hold me down and force feed me pills anymore.
No, this was not a tragedy,
my life was.
And if i was around to respond the the black veils and dresses,
to my hole in the ground
if I saw the white flowers and the tombstone
if I saw the mute, deaf and the blind I would wish I could ask one more question.
Why are you weeping?
The Legend of a Patronus Chapter 1The Birth of a Special WizardessThe Legend of a Patronus Chapter 1 by Esterial
A long time ago in Easterbloom, a small village in Allily, was born a white-haired girl with shiny, ice-blue eyes. The shinny eyes was a characteristic only wizards or wizardesses had and because it was considered that wizards and wizardesses were people who sacrificed their humanity in order to get greater power, if a child was born with shiny eyes as the law dictated, they had to kill it immediately. So when the Kiyoshi family discovered that their newborn daughter had the curse of a wizardess, the shock was so strong that they felt paralyzed by their fear. They didn't want to kill their daughter, but if they didn't, they would put themselves and their 10 year old daughter, Kuroha, in danger. Not wanting to take any rushed decisions, Mamoru and Rin Kiyoshi, put their still unnamed daughter in her crib and then, they went downstairs until they would decide what to do.
In the meantime, their 10 year old daughter, Kuroha, s
God's Forsaken PreludeGod's Forsaken by Angel-of-war5
The masts were like twigs compared to the colossal tentacles. The dark red mass wrapped its suckers around them and snapped the manmade trees in two. Flames streaked through the night to assault the rubber limbs. Sailors rushed about the deck. Demons hacked away at the alien while merman fired shotguns. The spread of bullets ignited on impact. Yet the limbs continued on with their delightful play, snatching up sailors and crushing prey.
During the madness, a random man knocked over a lantern. Glass shattered upon the blood-soaked deck, the liquid unable to keep the hungry flames at bay. An average sized, dark-skinned man paused long enough to examine the flames. He ducked under a tentacle. A spray of blood splattered onto his white shirt and dark pants.
“Manil!” shouted the dark skinned man. “Manil!” It
What do these remind you of? #3(read the description to see how this works)What do these remind you of? #3 by mysteriouskey
1) A Banana Leaf
2) A Pair of Ballet Shoes
3) An One Dollar Bill
4) A Polar Bear
5) A Pair of Headphones
6) A Parasol
7) A Pair of Dice
8) A Snail
9) A Baugette (French bread)
10) A Bird Cage
11) A Bowling Ball
12) A Pair of Boxers
13) A Piano
14) A Rose
15) A German Flag
16) A Rug
17) A Bow Arrow
18) A Crystal Ball
19) A Sailor Hat
20) A Mirror
Alternate future evolutionAlternate future evolution by Viorp
I heard once a ridiculoud idea about adding Wi-Fi to trees.
Si in this scenatrion it happens and many other ideas are implemented.
Humanity goes extint in 2050.
And the lifferoms who develop are on earth 100 000 000 years from now on.
I will only mention a few of my crazy ideas here, I'd also like to mention that those are not singular species mentioned, but whole families of them. Like we have mammals or insects.
1. Gray Goo
This is the "life from" that cause the end of the world. It is a huge autoreproducing crowd of nanobots. dDue to it's rapid growth it did actually devolve trough the years. It split into a few crowds actually trying to devour each other uppon meeting. It attacks and destroys anything changing it into a grey goo that is created out of really small nanobots.
2. Tree Hubmind
Wi-Fi trees are trees that had symbiotic nanobots in them allowing for trees to act as routers. Routers basically use radiowaves.
Trough evolution. The nanobots gain other functions like a
Love and dueling chapter 7 reign of darknessJim povLove and dueling chapter 7 reign of darkness by michelous
While looking for Sho O’Brian and I wondered upon a man and child that said “things have been getting worse since the supreme queen came.” I then asked “who is this supreme queen?” his reply was “nobody really knows just she picked up were Brron left off but is stronger and more ambitious. She took over all of Brron’s lands in the last few days.” Soon after that 3 Ultra Athlete monsters, Blockbacker, Midfielder and Playmaker came and checked to see if any of us were duelists. That forced the 2 of us defeat them with our decks.
Hearing of the supreme queen made us think that Judai might have gone to face this queen, but before we could leave the scene of our duel the comet overhead began to react. O’Brian then looked at my face and said “what kind of reaction would make your bandage get covered in blood?” I said “my biggest reaction yet. I lost my original eye saving Shirley when I was younger. After I did a
fullmetal girl in new world chapter 1 the avengerthis chapter will cover how Ediline gets to Earth-199998 [my version of marvel movie earth] it will also explain what powers she gets and how she meets captain America and fall in love with himfullmetal girl in new world chapter 1 the avenger by michelous
this chapter will most cover the events of first avenger
there will also be a few x-men elements in this chapter maybe more next chapter
After defeating father, I wanted one last thing to bring back Al. my brother deserved a life back in the world. he needs to gets healthy. I then used myself as material to meet truth again and then I shouted to him “what do I have to do to return Al? he replied to me “I want you to save the multiverse.” I then asked “wait what is the multiverse I thought there was just a universe?” he said “wrong little girl there is more than one each born from different choices. There are 2 universes where you were born as a boy one you had to leave after defeating the mother of the homunculi and another jus
Stricken - 1The sunlight glittered on the girl’s dark skin like diamonds, as if she were all that was precious in this world of the mundane. To Six, she was gold and jewels among steel, velvet and satin among cotton. She was meant for better things than this world; she was meant to be a god, like herself, to live forever in perfect harmony with her in Hell.Stricken - 1 by Drewciduous
Six had been keeping tabs on her for some time, since the human had stumbled into one of her churches. She’d felt the shock radiating from her when she saw the statue of the God, a creature stronger than Six herself, who was fabled to bring the end days. All powerful, all seeing, this God would rain hell upon earth, and destroy all that was holy. It was something Six saw with a measure of resentment, but she was too resigned to it. Nothing could stop Him. Nothing.
The girl had run from there, never to return. Not unless Six had anything to say…
“Queen?” came a voice, and she found herself scrying into the gla
As One - 5“No, I will not allow the girl to be tutored by anyone other than Mister Bal’el.”As One - 5 by Drewciduous
“But sir—“ Kore began, but Sramus scoffed as the other children snickered. They had group trainings once a week, and Adamaris sat somewhere in the back, head bowed as she scribbled into her notebook with a very different pen than she was used to. It’d taken some time to scrounge up this one which was far more similar to any other common pen.
“I’m surprised you’d even want to help her, honestly, with your desire to end all fighting. Perhaps there is more to your character than first anticipated.” The children snickered again, there being only ten of them in the class overall. Bal’el sat further up front, arms crossed as he leaned back against some other poor person behind him.
“Humble opinion,” the Empress’ son said, “You should let Kore teach her. I don’t have time to waste on her.” Kor
Stars. (Cloud Strife x Reader)Stars. (Cloud Strife x Reader) by xKiaraAngelx
Trigger-warning: Mentions of self-harm and anxiety.
She stared into the darkness. The darkness that contained everything and absolutely nothing at all. It was the only thing she could do peacefully, no one could tell her she was doing it wrong, right? Slowly, a light emerged from the shadows, then another and another. Soon enough the sky was filled with stars. She took out a cigarette and lit it, its end burning audibly in the quiet night. She inhaled again, puffing out a little ring of smoke.
The blond had been looking for her for at least an hour now, and then it hit him. There was this one particular place where she retreated to when she felt overwhelmed by, well, everything. Minutes later, he found her. You.
You were still in the same spot, sitting on the cold ground, puffing your cigarette.
"They're beautiful tonight, aren't they?" you said, to let him know you were aware of his presence. He approached you ever so slowly, as not to disturb you. You seemed at peace for once, someth
The Giant nightmares of a tiny heartThe Giant nightmares of a tiny heart (Hug a Giant/tiny)The Giant nightmares of a tiny heart by Dalinkahzel
It was nearing morning in the knight academy on Skyloft. All were asleep: the teachers, the headmaster and who can forget the students? Well... almost all of the students... One particular student was rudely awakened from slumber once again, yet it wasn't at the hands of another nightmare, no... rather it was at the hands; or vocal chords if you will; of a surprisingly small resident!
It has been weeks since Link slept soundly throughout the night. Constantly tormented by nightmares of a dark matter that would transform into a gigantic monster and destroy everything and everyone he loves, that is... until he hears the soothing voice calling out for him...so angelic...so calming...but he's yet to find out who or what it belongs to. It has settled down a after while, but he still fears that nightmare would return again.
But tonight was different though. Yesterday he found his day turned topsy turby by a stran
The GuardianVili walked through the steadily darkening woods, alone. His weakly lit torch offered more smoke than light. If his younger brother, Odin, were there he’d offer an explanation in such a way that made it seem like he was looking for a fight. But Odin was not there with Vili. He had not been seen for days. This was nothing new; Odin would often disappear for weeks at a time only returning home for reasons only known to him. No, it wasn’t the length of time that Odin had been missing that concerned Vili, it wasn’t even the creeping cold that was known for stealing the lives of sleeping men. No what worried Vili was the Guardian.The Guardian by sir-hattington
Rumours had begun to spread about this spirit like being that terrorised travellers. It stole and destroyed their possession; it toyed with men’s minds like a wolf with its prey; it set fire to travellers’ tents and wagons, leaving them with nothing but their lives and sometimes it wasn’t even that generous. The Guardian protect
thankless Work was hectic; it was always hectic. Olivia liked coffee, sure, so it had made sense at the time to be a barista – what she hadn’t quite accounted for at that time, though, were the people she would have to deal with. Or the monotony of it all. Any of it was frustrating enough, but she needed the money. She had textbooks and tuition to pay for, ideally without the help of her parents. Sure, she had a couple of scholarships, but she still needed income, and that’s what the job was for.thankless by nothing-creative
The routine was easy enough, and there wasn’t much variation in the drinks customers ordered. Maybe Olivia would enjoy it more were there more of a challenge; she couldn’t tell. But it was all very repetitive, and very dull, and generally something she didn’t have fun with. Some of the customers were bratty, and she couldn’t stand that – if her job weren’t on the line, she’d spit in their drinks. They deserved it, af
What If?I have a question what if:What If? by Stories-of-lives
A man in a box came?
An owl flew through the window?
Your name was the one drawn?
You heard the people sing?
A note book fell from the sky?
The fire nation attacked?
A Russian's scarf tried to kill you?
Hollows attacked your family?
You get decommissioned?
You had a paper with lipstick on it?
You got a new groove?
There was a chemical X?
Would you go on to be,
The hero of the story?
Who I amIf asked to tell,Who I am by Stories-of-lives
Who I am, I'd say:
I'm a gamer,
Late nights online,
I'm a Role-player,
Always in character,
I'm a Otaku,
I'm an Animal lover,
Cats, dogs, even fish,
I'm a writer,
Ideas in my head,
I'm a cosplayer,
Good costumes my goal,
I'm a nobody,
Not that I care.
Fairy TaleSometimes what I wish,Fairy Tale by Stories-of-lives
Is that everyone's life,
Was like a fairy tale,
Kids are the royalty,
Doted on by everyone,
Hated by no one,
Teens are brave heroes,
Fighting for their beliefs,
Protecting the weak,
Adults are wise men,
Sharing their knowledge,
Helping the new,
Sadly, it's just a wish,
That'll never come true,
So long as we're imperfect.
From Jerry (A love poem)Dear Marie, my lovely wife.From Jerry (A love poem) by xXWitherXx
I'm sorry he ended your life.
I love you dearly, I miss you so,
I miss you more than you'll ever know.
Tears of blood leak from my heart.
I never thought we'd be apart.
I remember when you held me tight.
Brought me peace every night.
You said we would be here forever.
Was that a lie? Did you mean never?
I'm on my bed, I'm all alone.
I have a chill along each bone.
You left me, why I don't know.
Why did you give up? Why did you let go?
Cancer had won, took another soul.
Slowly he's reaching his morbid goal.
He'll continue to take every single life.
Each kid, each husband, and each wife.
He took you away from me,
Now I live in misery.
But I love you, I miss you so.
I miss you more than you'll ever know.
And hour ago, I lost you Hun.
But this doesn't mean we should end our fun.
A fairy tale ending I promised you, true?
Do you remeber, Do you? Do you?
I lost you an hour ago my dearest wife.
I can no longer live this life.
I write this letter to let you know.
030Don't give me the recipe for disaster030 by brownhairedmaiden
and then blame me when
I make a hurricane.
031My heart has always been spun from gossamer threads and031 by brownhairedmaiden
Your fingers were pinpricks in the seams.
You breathed smoke down my throat
But I filtered the toxins out of my lungs
One gasping breath at a time.
I was always one breath from my knees.
I RememberI Remember HimI Remember by trowastorm
I Remember Her
I Remember Love
I Remember Hate
I Remember Joy
I Remember Anguish
I Remember Happiness
I Remember Misery
I Remember Laughter
I Remember Tears
I Remember Contentment
I Remember Pain
I Remember Excitement
I Remember Dread
I Remember that day you got up and left.
I Remember those times we've said goodbye
I'll always remember one little thing
Above the old and above the new
I'll Always Remember You!
Dying From LoveDying From LoveDying From Love by DarlingAngel0565
His sweet words touched her heart
Now it is bleeding and torn apart
His gentle touch as he held her hand
Now it is empty as a barren land
His tender kiss across her lips
Ignited something deep within
Now they are parched and dry
Craving moisture that he would provide
He caressed her heart with his love
Now it is screaming from the pain
Dying slowly as she cries in the rain
The Final ActThe Final Act by ImmortalizedLies
The Final Act
♪Slide blades through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Take pills to cure my pain
I will taste the depths of death♪
If you're reading this-
I can't say that I'm sorry
Too low have I fallen-
I gave into 'those' memories
I allowed this to happen-
Because I yearned to find peace
♪A hollow note left behind
The last embrace before the disgrace
A thousand cries rewritten a thousand times
I am the reaper of such fragile faith♪
You tried to help me cope / When I was at my very worst
But as soon as you left me alone / The emptiness became my curse
♪Slide blades through my veins
Put a bullet through my head
Take pills to cure my pain
I will taste the depths of death♪
You were my crutch-
As I walked on shadows
You were the dawn to my dusk-
Getting me through another tomorrow
But the burden was always unjust-
Platinum Otaku Wrestling Prologue 3/3: MisirlouThe sight that greeted the eleven women who stepped aboard the aircraft carrier was a surprise to them all, regardless of their various upbringings, backgrounds, and time periods. A massive, flat, concrete and steel expanse that hovered in the middle of the South China Sea surrounded by armed guards, filled with various war planes... and in the middle of that, stood a woman pale and white as the rider death itself. And if you considered her day job, that might not have been far off.Platinum Otaku Wrestling Prologue 3/3: Misirlou by WBLForever
Koko Hekmatyar, the psychotic arms dealer and owner of Platinum Otaku Wrestling, greeted the assortment of women who would make this place their home over the next thirteen weeks. Her expression soured, however, as she came across the Underground Student Council and stood face-to-face with the enigmatic Crowmaster. Mari stood and stared back calmly, Hana and Meiko flanking her on either side, as with a muttered “we’ll discuss this later”, Koko’s expression ret
Platinum Otaku Wrestling Prologue 2/3: Roster Leak“You know what to do, right, Revy?”Platinum Otaku Wrestling Prologue 2/3: Roster Leak by WBLForever
Revy almost shivered at the sound of the woman on the other end of her earpiece. She could almost picture the creepy grin... or better yet, the disinterested glower... of that pale white psychotic arms dealer behind the other end of the mic. Regardless, this was the job she was given. And nobody could say that Koko Hekmatyar didn’t pay well. As it was, Revy adjusted her earpiece and loaded both of her guns.
“Yeah, I know”, replied Revy, knowing Koko could hear her. “I don’t like the idea of a stowaway any more than you do. You sure the rest of them are accounted for?”
“Absolutely,” Koko replied, rifling though the paper bios she’d gotten from Little Washu as she sat at her laptop in the comfort of her office... or at least, what passed for an office aboard the aircraft carrier... fashionable in her suit and tie as always, even when there was nobody t
Julie's ValentineOne morning in Living Island, in H.R. Pufnstuf's cave, Julie Anna Jellybean woke up from her sleep, got out of her bed, went on Jimmy's bed, and started jumping on it to wake him up. That's because it was Valentine's Day, one of Julie's favorite holidays of the year.Julie's Valentine by KrofftFan96
"Oh Jimmy!" cried Julie, jumping on the bed. "Wake up! Today's a special day!"
When Jimmy felt Julie's movements, he woke up, saw her, and said to her, "Julie? What is it? Why are you so excited this morning?"
"Because, you silly Jimmy, it's Valentine's Day!" said Julie, happily. "One of the best days of the year! It's about love, you know."
"Aww man," said Jimmy, rolling his eyes, "not again. Valentine's day isn't really a good day to go through."
"Why?" said Julie, all curious. "Is it because you don't have a valentine?"
"No, that's not why," said Jimmy. "It's just...well...you see...I-
"It doesn't matter, Jimmy boy," said Julie, pinching his cheeks. "How about I can be your valentine for today? And you can be my valenti
Something's MissingIt was a nice afternoon on Living Island. Everyone was happy and enjoying themselves without the witch or her henchmen in sight. It was a wonderful scene. Where Mayor H.R. Pufnstuf was, him and his Rescue Racer Crew, Cling and Clang were about to play a game. But they had to do something first.Something's Missing by KrofftFan96
“Hey Cling and Clang,” Pufnstuf said to his partners, who were tugging his arms. “We can’t join the circle for roundy-rounds without our friends, Jimmy and Julie. Have you seen them?”
Cling and Clang shook their heads.
“Well, that’s a little oddly odd of those two kids,” said Pufnstuf. “Maybe the witch is up to her wicked plans like always. Gee, I hope she didn’t kidnap them.”
Clang tapped Pufnstuf’s arm.
“Yes Clang?” said Pufnstuf.
Cling suggested through hand signals that they should look for Jimmy and Julie.
“Good idea, Clang,” said Pufnstuf. “Let’s look for them.”
Death Battle Season 2 promo!(Heart beat after every line skip!)Death Battle Season 2 promo! by torygreen
Through out time
As long as anyone has ever known
Man has always guessed
(Shows pictures of Fights throughout the ages!)
One Man has put 24 warriors in random fights and only 1 prevailed over the others!
Tory: The Winner of Season 1, is Steven Quarts Universe!
But Now, it's serious!
Tory Green Studios presents!
28 fighters this season,
14 will move on to the finale for..........
The 7 Chaos Emeralds!
(Back to normal now!)
Tory:...... If you think I've given up on ideas for names, THINK AGAIN!
Tory: Wait, wait, first, Forget that Justice Leage promo, I changed it and... Look, I was gonna do Green Arrow and Daryl Dixion,.... but figured Arrow has a more creative arrsenal and an unfair one for Daryl!.... So, It's gonna be Jhane Arc and Hercule Satan... More fair I guess!
Tory: Hold up, I;m also changing Hinata and Ren.... to Hinata and Nami from One Piece!.... Okay, cont
The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's Fate ch. 2The ghostbusters explore the home of Mrs. Cunningham in suspicion of the ghosts lurking nearby the area; in addition, they eavesdrop as Egon dons his stethoscope to track for any inadequate conversations prior to the misfit spooks. He places the chest piece in front of the center of the door and listen carefully even his PKE meter flashes if a ghost lurks around the substance. Egon signals the other ghostbusters and directs to the exact location according to the signal he picked up. Ray understands his strategy, so he places his hand to his mouth and keeps quiet unless the ghost of Principal Glenwich appears to them to warn about the potential dangers. Egon's PKE meter flashes to a green color as it detects gravely a paranormal anonymity, so they descend to the basement and witness ectoplasmic residue. Egon doffs his stethoscope after analyzing for any replica of the ghostly massacre.The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's Fate ch. 2 by GBMelendez23k
"principal Glenwich, principal G!" Ray hollered, but Peter elbows his right arm, "ow!"
"You idiot, do
The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's fate ch. 1It was a chilly November 2016, and the ghostbusters members are currently in their seventh period class, paranormal phenomena 101 with magic and novelty, studying for their latest exam their instructor and mystical ally, the Mysterious CariDee, covered. They're covering Ghost Hunters, a documentary they watched, for they jot down notes on the basic facts about the episode. The mysterious CariDee jots down the information on the white board with her red erasable marker.The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's fate ch. 1 by GBMelendez23k
"ok class, pay attention. In the documentary of Ghost Hunters' A haunted house is not a home, what causes the Eberland family to feel uncomfortable?" the mysterious CariDee quizzed them, and she places her teaching stick back to her desk using telekinesis. However, none of the students understand her questions but her best students, the Ghostbusters, "come on people, we've covered this. Don't expect me to rewind the documentary again to share with you the specific answers."
"Come on, people. We've covered this, can you p
The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's fate ch. 3The mysterious CariDee tries to adjust the pieces to combine the weapon again; in addition, Slimer enters with the boxes of blueprints Glenwich sketched out, and he places them under her desk. For one thing, the mysterious CariDee has trouble connecting the pieces together despite the parts not in order. She hears a knock on the door from outside, and the mysterious CariDee turns to Slimer immediately.The Young Ghostbusters: Manhattan's fate ch. 3 by GBMelendez23k
"Slimer, can you get the door? I'm in the middle of reconstructing the destabilizer rifle." CariDee suggested.
"Yes ma'am." Slimer saluted, for he opens the door for the lab. It was Janine Melnitz, for she drops her school bag off the stool.
"Hey CariDee, what are you doing?" Janine questioned.
"Hi Janine, I was reconstructing a kind of ghost hunting weapon Egon created during his art class with Mrs. Solistia. It seems there has been an accident at the school earlier during fourth period. Glenwich brought visitors from the New York board of education and visited his class; unfortunately,
Entry #11: Shocking DevelopmentsSo I electrocuted myself.Entry #11: Shocking Developments by CreativelyAddled
Well, that was embarrassing to admit.
I can’t remember much about the incident itself other than it took place during a routine electrical test. I usually don’t black out during those. Not entirely.
The next thing I know, I’m on my back unsure of where I was, who I was, or if I was even a person. I was just a being suddenly coming out of darkness. It’s like gaining sentience for the first time, being conscious that whatever you were you’re alive now. And in that moment, everything and nothing makes sense. It’s terrifying, confusing, and weirdly exhilarating. Also a little bit nauseating if I were honest. One of the first thing I wanted to do as a sentient being was throw up.
My ceiling was a kaleidoscope of colors. It was first a strange lapis. Then slate. Until finally settling on an uneasy crimson that turned my stomach.
The Woman in the Television looked down at me and shook her head. Her image blinked in and out again, l
Here and nowNo hope a crap job and shit money,Here and now by MeanbreedDave
Piss off don't laugh it ain't funny.
Pardon me if I don't seem chummy,
But Life ain't so bright or sunny.
I've got no-one to call honey,
Must be 'cos I'm fat and ugly,
At least I've got some buddies,
But they all think I'm a dummy.
Dwelling on my past mistakes,
I think it's time to make a change,
but it might be far too late.
But hey, who cares,
Who said that life was fair?
Forget the shit from yester-year,
You might just succeed if you dare
Give yourself a fresh new start,
Or you'll tear yourself apart,
We all only get one try,
To enjoy life before we die.
So say fuck off to the past,
And be happy at last,
And swear yourself a vow,
To live in the here and now.
Got so drunk I was seeing double,
I was a mess, it made me chuckle,
But in truth I was in trouble,
Each day a different struggle,
I saw another happy couple,
Living in their perfect bubble,
I cried myself a puddle
My life's a total muddle.
No point to bitch and moan,
They'll see when they bury
Wake Up (Original Song)[Soft Intro]Wake Up (Original Song) by XeruFury
Wake up, wake up
Do you hear me?
Are you listening?
And still breathing?
Wake up, wake up
I'm here beside you
Lost without you
What can I do?
These nightmares aren't over
Please stay strong hold me closer
Do you ever wonder where you go when you sleep
Is it just a world of make believe, of fantasy
Is it just a dream?
Please tell me
How to help
Wake up, wake up
Can you hear me?
Do you feel me?
Wake up, wake up
Please don't leave me
Are you empty?
Can you save me?
Is it a surprise that you are falling ever downward?
I would apologize if I thought that you'd be saved
(Is it just a dream?)
I can't handle myself
Eyes are blinded
This is itI know this is it,This is it by MeanbreedDave
I’ll never get to see you again.
I know this is it,
You will be leaving and I’ll remain.
Time was never enough,
Now here I stand, with no one to love.
I know this is it,
I’ll never get to see you again.
I know this is it,
You will be leaving and I’ll remain.
Helpless, I can’t find the words,
As I watch you drift from my world.
I know this is it,
I’ll never get to see you again.
I know this is it,
You will be leaving and I’ll remain.
I’ll never get to see you again,
I'll never get to see you again,
I'll never get to see you again,
I'm never seeing you again....
The Lake's WatcherThe Lake's Watcher by DK-X-ILE
Alleyne is together with all the other girls from of Queen's Blade, and they have gone to a beach in the quieter region. Every girl is wearing bikinis and especially Alleyne's quite special, as it's completely leafes bundled together to cover her privates, while the small vines hovers around her hips, and the upper part of the bikini, has two major leafes covering her nipples, and with the vines holding the bra upright, by a knot tied up behind her neck. She's very open for anyone to see, and she's not the least embarrassed about showing off her body to anyone, though some courtesy when males are nearby. They are all having a blast in the water, sunbathing while laying in the sand or with at least a blanket under their ample bodies. But after a while, Alleyne wants to investigate the inland more, and to see what she can find out. The girls let her do it, and she would have gone, if they had said no to her go.
She walks in her bare feet around the forest, s
Why I hate Bart SimpsonAllow me to explain why I hate Bart Simpson.Why I hate Bart Simpson by QuantumInnovator
I was a nerdy goody two-shoes growing up. I guess this was largely due to two factors. First, I have severe food allergies, and I had to grow up with these allergies before food allergy awareness became general common knowledge. This meant that my parents were more involved in my life than can be said for many kids my age. It also caused me to quickly realize that I could never really "be like everyone else", so I spent most of my time trying to please my parents and teachers than trying to please my friends. I had friends, but I usually only socialized with them on my lunch breaks at school. Secondly, I am a highly sensitive person, and I do not enjoy making people mad. An angry outburst that you would laugh off or quickly forget will scare me to death and haunt me for years afterward, even decades.
Because of these two factors, I did not engage in any of the antics that are far too often considered
Worry Less For MeMy hands used to be all nice and clean.Worry Less For Me by CaitieBree
Now they are somewhere in between.
My heart it floats.
My mind it rains.
Remembering what my embodiment retains.
A memory relapse.
The cries and screams.
The throwing of things.
My path it tilted.
My innocence wilted.
It all crept into my mind.
Now it only lurks
Somewhere far behind.
I’ve left it there
I’d like to say
But it still shadows me
In my life, everyday.
My shattered pieces,
They’re pretty aren’t they?
Yes, they’re real.
No, they don’t go away.
There’s nothing to fix.
I am broken.
Don’t give me suggestions;
Because what do you know?
I know who I am.
Bent in places people never see.
They don’t fully know me.
I’ve been so many things.
I’ve sunk far below.
So before you worry for me;
Tell me how much about yourself you know.
N.A.O, Mission 1.2 [FRENCH]Mission 1 : RiseN.A.O, Mission 1.2 [FRENCH] by Ploppy-Plop
Le docteur était tout interloqué. Ces armes étaient tellement belles ! C’était son péché mignon, les armes à feu, il pouvait reconnaître chacun des modèles simplement en les regardant. Là, deux colts de 32 et 38 mm, deux armes légères de policier. Ici, un sniper m700, de police aussi, une petite beauté très fonctionnelle. Accroché juste en dessous, un fusil à pompe classique au canon scié. Des autres petites armes à feu étaient accrochées, certaines munies de silencieux. Jensen lui avait-il donc caché ses talents les jours où il l’avait emmené au club de tir ?
- ‘lors, s’la ramène moins, l’Doc !
- Mais alors pourquoi est-ce que tu bois ? T’as été
N.A.O , Mission 1.1. [FRENCH]N.A.O : La Non Agent Organization.N.A.O , Mission 1.1. [FRENCH] by Ploppy-Plop
Mission 1 : Rise.
Ah que Jensen regrettait ! Il se faisait crisser les dents a force de se contracter la mâchoire. Il se faisait mal à force d’agripper cette bouteille comme une bouée de sauvetage. Il se demandait de milles et milles façons comment il allait s’en sortir.
Quel idiot il a été !
Il a évité le pire, comme il savait bien le faire, mais à quel prix ! Il se battait tous les jours pour ne pas qu’on le traite comme le fils de sa grande, fabuleuse, géniale et inatteignable mère, et sur un coup de faiblesse, il demande une réduction de peine au nom de l’amitié qui liait le directeur et sa défunte génitrice.
Faible il se sentait, lâche. Il ne pouvait d
SehnsuchtIch blicke hinaus auf das weite Meer,Sehnsucht by Shayuna
wo das Wasser glitzert im Sonnenschein,
doch schon jetzt vermisse ich dich so sehr
und steh hier am Fenster ganz allein.
In der Ferne seh ich ein Segel stehn,
ziemlich verspielt und aus Schnee gemacht,
verspürt es ganz leicht wie ich, den Wind wehn,
schaukelt von Welle zu Welle ganz sacht.
Lieber Wind, leg deine Flügel um mich,
trag mich aufs Meer, nur fort von hier.
Geliebter, vielleicht find ich dann dich,
dann wär'n wir beisammen, dann könnten wir
unser Leben in Zweisamkeit beginnen.
Wir zwei könnten, entfernt vom Rest der Welt
uns auf unsere Liebe besinnen,
weil es nichts gibt, was mich noch hier hält.
Die Gardienen tanzen, rauben die Sicht
auf das weite und saphirblaue Feld,
ich fühle Furcht mit Sehnsucht vermischt
und frage mich ob es dir dort gefällt,
wo du als nächstes vor Anker gehst.
Liebster, ob du mich auch schon vermisst
und ob du die Gefühle verstehst,
die sagen, das du der Einzige bist?
Ach Geliebter, welch furchtbarer Schmerz!
Hotel de PasoHotel de paso es mi corazón,Hotel de Paso by machucarules
Gente viene por un acostón.
Otros se quedan, porque hay lugar
Pero al ir la noche se van a marchar.
Viene el oso aquí a hibernar,
Mas la primavera lo hace despertar.
Mariposas monarca revolotean alrededor,
Mas desaparecen con el estupor.
¡Allá van marchando al sur,
Siguiendo a la primavera en su tour!
No se vayan, pues no puede estar
Aquí tan solo este lugar.
Viene por ahí un hombre de ciencia
Pero vive atado a su consciencia
No dejes que vean, no pueden mirar
Pues entonces todos van a juzgar.
Llega el matemático cuando éste se marcha
A contar lo incontable
Y buscar la revancha
Midiendo lo inmensurable.
Ahora el analista pide habitación
Y abre ampliamente su corazón
Mas su madre viene a buscarlo
Pues es ella quien quiere amarlo.
El músico entra llenándolo todo
De risas, humo y filosofía
Pero ya no se halla de ningún modo
Se va, se lleva su polifonía.
Solo de nuevo se encuentra e
Miranda's New Life Part 4Miranda's New Life Part 4 by fares002
Morning drew near. Miranda's first full night being a naga was nearly done. The night was full of saving a neighbor, then meeting up with a Spector that claimed to know her mother was enough for anyone to handle. Miranda found that she was starting to become tired after the long night of trying to learn about herself as a naga. But instead she found out about things that would have been beyond her if she was still a human.
It is nearly 4:30 am and the sun was just beginning to show its rays. Although the actual sun had not risen over the eastern horizon, its rays have started to fill the sky and the dark hues of the night are fading into the lighter purples and dark blues of the early morning. The new light of the morning seemed to be a little brighter to her eyes than Miranda remembered. Miranda blinked a few times before her eyes completely adjusted.
Miranda slithered her way out of the cemetery
Miranda's New Life Part 3Slithering through the wooded area Miranda was rattled, almost scared. She saved her neighbor without even thinking about and was astonished that she reacted to her new form with such ease and self-assurance that it surprised her. Miranda questioned her own sanity, could people really accept her in the form she currently found herself in.Miranda's New Life Part 3 by fares002
"I can't deal with or think about that right now," thought Miranda. "I have to figure out why this is happening".
Miranda put on her brave face, although her fear was eating her inside. Continuing to slither through the wooded area, Miranda found herself at the edge of the other end of the green belt. An expression of surprise crossed her face momentarily before taking control of her emotion once again.
Scanning the area, Miranda saw no one around. Slithering her way onto the sidewalk and then onto the dark street Miranda made her way Northward. Lookin
Miranda's New Life Part 2Waking up from troubled dreams about snakes, cemeteries, and nighttime Miranda felt sore. Blinking several times, it took a moment for Miranda to gain all of her bearings. Looking around she noticed that she was on the floor of her room, at the foot of her bed. The sunlight coming through the window proved to be minimal at best; it looked like the sun had just set by the angles of light filtering through the window.Miranda's New Life Part 2 by fares002
Her eyes adjusted to the light. Miranda turned onto her side so she could stand up, only to find the feeling of two arms propping her up. Looking down in shock she saw the two right arms lying on the ground. She then looked to her left side to find the other two arms as the memories of the night before came flooding back. Fear washing back into her mind, fear of what she had become. Looking at her snake tail she found the feeling of both of her legs were now fused and intertw
War effort Ch 17 Part 2War effort Ch 17 Part 2 by MegaAnimeFreak7
Alfred smiled at his newlywed, who was currently looking out of the limousine's tinted window, taking in the Canadian sights. He chuckled at the excited, yet childish expression his lover was making, whether he realized it or not.
"Oh. It's so beautiful!" Arthur exclaimed. He turned to look at the American with a determined expression on his pale face. "We must take some time off of our busy schedules to come and enjoy ourselves."
"Well, there's no better time than now," Alfred suggested. "Why don't we take a tour?"
Arthur's thick brows burrowed together. "Are you suggesting we spend our honeymoon here?"
Alfred grinned. "It's not a suggestion," he took hold of his husband's hand, gripping it tightly. "My brother has a second house here. We could stay in that one."
"That would save us the time of looking for a hotel to stay in." Arthur supplied. Alfred nodded.
"Also, he kno
One Broken Dream Ch. 2Chapter 2One Broken Dream Ch. 2 by Nekaku
I couldn't help laughing at the name. It was so unoriginal, so stupid. Ms. Umeki raised her eyebrow. I cleared my throat a bit and pretended my laugh was a cough.
"Secret World? Is there a portal leading to that?" Everyone laughed. I felt embarrassed.
Idiot, of course not! It must be some secret guide or club.
"It's the world inside this world. All the stories you've heard about mythical creatures are real. The only reason it's never been heard by normal people is because we have rules stating we must keep ourselves a secret. If humans knew what we were, fear will find its way into people's minds, causing them to break out war. This school is to help creatures from the Secret World act normal. Of course, there are others who believe that this school is only forcing the creatures to change their traditions. Vampires are the biggest race who believes that." I looked at Catherine when she said that. "Catherine is one of the few fam
One Broken DreamPrologueOne Broken Dream by Nekaku
Fire licked at the walls, overpowering heat warmed my face. Two dead bodies lay on the ground, blood spewing out of their bodies. I inched closer and realized they were my parents. Their bodies were distorted and their face was blurry, yet I could tell for a fact they were my parents. Why were my parents here? I kneeled by their bodies, shaking them, hoping they were still alive. Blood covered my whole body, not just my hands. Somehow this all made sense to me. And this house, it looks just like my old house, except it was wider and didn't stand straight. Yet I was comfortable inside this house. Normal houses looked like this, right? I suddenly notice the smoke and couldn't breathe. Smoke crawled down my lungs like spiders. Each breath I took was more painful than the one before. I tried to run away but my body was glued to the floor, I couldn't scream as my lungs forced me to inhale more intoxicating smoke. I was dying and no once could save me. It was over for me.
The Seven Sins Of My MadnessWith every type of greatness, comes some type of ingenious madness. I am mad, but I am in control. Innovative and beautiful, with danger as my hypnotic sense of flair. My stubborn traits and persona truly fuel this burning fire within my soul. This madness controls my habits.. My sins.. And oh, how they love to corrupt me and remind me of their continuous existence.The Seven Sins Of My Madness by thepumpkin-queen
Wrath: I will take down my target with an undying force that inevitably determines your fate. Domination, control, passion and freedom, I am unhinged from the very grips of authority and society. Finally away from the judgment. Destroying pacifists with their unknown yet insignificant language created by the means of oxymoronic ignorance. Brutal honesty unveiling pure corruption at its absolute finest yet, for all to be shocked and paralyzed by its horrific truth and reality. My best work will be displayed to the world around me. The involuntary pressure that anger creates as it constricts ones muscles and veins, making one
BJ/Mo Contest EntryBJ/Mo Contest Entry by MegaAnimeFreak7
Richard James Wells quickly turned on his heel, landing a neat, clean punch on his assaulter.
"Bluejay! Behind you!" cried Wesley Evans, his crime fighting partner. He threw a nearby trash can lid R.J.'s way as the blue jay spun, raising his arms in the process. The dark clothed attacker grunted as his fist connected with the hard aluminum of the lid. He pulled his now red hand back and cried out, beginning to shake his hand vigorously. R.J. took this opportunity to bend down low, swinging his right leg past the burly man's feet in a slight "corkscrew" type move, effectively knocking him over. The man's head hit the ground and he let out yet another grunt of displeasure. R.J. turned him onto his stomach and sat on top of him, keeping him from moving, then he reached into his back pocket, pulling out a pair of handcuffs he'd had beforehand. He cuffed the perpetrator, breathing a sigh of relief at the same time. Wesley came up behind him, throwing his own catch on top o
A cry of a girlI hear a cry of a girl. She sounds terrified and scared. From the sounds of her sobs, I think she is not far. So I start running toward her and as I run her screams get louder and clearer. She's screaming "Mommy, Mommy wake up!!?" I start to run even faster. She's so close but I can't see her. In the darkness, a sliver of light catches my eye. It's coming from the window of an old shed. I rush to it and peer in. A girl is curled up in a ball on the ground. She's shaking and staring, I look to see what's she is staring at. I see a young, pretty woman lying on the floor. She looks peaceful and tranquil. Then I hear a noise. I turn my eyes back to the girl. She was in the same place as before. Then I hear it. The voice is velvet and as soft as a feather. I can only make out a few words at first; "I sorry I can't " It takes me a minute until I am able to piece it all together. It's the voice of the mother, she's saying, "I'm sorry I can't stay and watchA cry of a girl by meemee2222
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