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Big-Ass Character Sheet (Updating)

Verse: (The universe your character belongs to. Can be original or fanfiction. [Ex: Original : The name of your book, movie, game or whatever. Fanfiction: Pokemon, Star Trek, Naruto, ect.) Date: (The date this sheet was completed.) Full Name: (Self explanatory) Pronunciation: (Self explanatory) Nickname/Alias: (Does your character have a pet name, fake identity, or any other thing they like to go by? Put it here.) Meaning: ([Ex: Emily means "admiring" and William means "protector"] If you aren't sure your character's name has a meaning look it up, I'm sure you'll find something. If it's a fantasy name you made yourself, give it a meaning.) O

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Big-Ass Character Sheet (Updating) by Character-Resource, literature

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Big-Ass Character Sheet (Updating)

Defiance by SerenaVerdeArt, literature

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Defiance

"Quite a lovely cage you built for her, huh?" Messirama strode slowly across the room, her arm crossed on the chest in a slightly contemptuous stance. "Now what? Are you planning to keep her in that room for the rest of the fucking time? Feed her like a bird?" Apparently unconcerned about her rowdy attitude, Vehnas lazily raised his head from the book he was reading and glanced at the woman, which now stood before him. "Oh dear, dear... holding a grudge, aren't we?" He addressed her casually, "I wonder what could that be for..." She huffed at his mocking tone and leaned nonchalantly against the wooden bureau behind her, folding her arms

You Slept Through The Alarm Again - Little Aubade by sarehptar, literature

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You Slept Through The Alarm Again - Little Aubade

If, perhaps, you had turned at that moment and your hair had caught in your fingers, the straw being fed into the spindle, struck by the high, thin light of first waking, the whorl of a single line descendent from the sun, born watery from the gap below one velveteen curtain, all of it staining over gold and dusty and slow, the edge of your mouth might have met the edge of my mouth, narrow gaps both without attention opening—if, perhaps you had turned again, your hand could have met the curve of my neck, your canvas rough fingers tying knots of my hair and I would have sighed, thick spreading in your ear like the light it

Guiltless Murder by Doodelay, literature

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Guiltless Murder

Come here little girl Your heart is mine Been trailing you For quite some time You've got no friends You're all alone A life of violence You've condoned But that's alright That is to say I'm here for you Starting today We'll make a pact Just you and me I, Slenderman And you, Nadine We'll dot all "I's" Cross every "T" Signed with our blood So take your knife, Cut into me Don't be afraid I mean no harm I'll be your father Let's see your arm Yes, pale as ghosts Let's make the deal I know how children make you feel You want them dead, I'll be your host Possessing you til' their skins peel Put faith in me, And I won'

APH Beast Teaser by Chiarochi, literature

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APH Beast Teaser

Shadows danced on the walls of the small shack, and the shelves on its walls were littered with bottles, scraps of paper, skulls and other odd objects. A table was pushed off to the edge of the shack and a sturdy stool was placed nearby. In the center of the room, a small fire was slowly dying. There was a single door that was covered with beaded rope, separating the inside of the shack from the dark night outside. A thin hand suddenly slipped into the beaded rope, parting it with soft clinking noises. A head peaked through, searching the shack. Slowly, the person entered the shack, letting the rope fall back into place. The fire lit the fea

Feeding the Fire by DreamAmongStars, literature

Love by menmoli, literature

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Love

Love doesn't need common sense. It needs a heart that feels. Love doesn't ask why or how. It just comes and it comes to stay... Love is not reason, it is feeling deep feelings churning inside. Don't ask... Love has no answers. Love is not rational, it is emotional. It is not governed by sound thinking. At times it turns to be ungovernable until it rules you. Sometimes it does not think at all, it just acts. It is impulsive, it is not moderate, it is excessive, extreme, hard to handle but so good to feel...

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