jealousy. | tsukishima keijealousy. | tsukishima kei22 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Tsukishima didn't like it when boys would come up to you and confess their feelings.
He disliked it even more when you didn't do anything about it.
But he couldn't really blame you. You were only being nice and considerate about their own feelings, and didn't want to hurt them. You'd always kindly tell them that you were with someone else already, and that you couldn't return their feelings. The boys would always have a frown on their face; the hope that glinted in their eyes were gone and away. Of course, you'd be upset by this—you never really liked it when you made someone sad or upset, but there was nothing you could do. You were in a relationship with him, and as much as you appreciated the affection, there was no way you say that you had mutual feelings for them as well.
"Aren't you getting sick of this?" The blonde mumbled, pulling his scarf closer to him. "The confessions, I mean. You've been getting them a lot lately. Aren't you getting bothered by it?"
"I'd be ly
Hush.No matter how tight his arms were around her, he knew she didn't believe him. Everything wasn't going to be alright. It didn't matter how many times he said it or how often. He even knew it wasn't the truth. She was the furthest thing from alright. But still, the words came out of his mouth as he ran his hand up and down her arm.Hush.17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He knew the feeling of heartbreak better than most. Had been through it countless times, but he didn't have experience in consoling someone else suffering from it. Still, he tried. He did what he would want someone to do for him. What she had done so many times for him.
“I always thought she was a bitch.” He whispered in her ear, his grin pressed against her cheek.
“No you didn't.”
“How do you know?”
“You would have mentioned it before now.” She shifted in his arms so she could face him. Her tear stained cheeks burrowing into his tee shirt clad chest. Surely, it would be ruined after tonight. Her mascara w
The Spider Queen's Door For as long as I could remember, the field by my neighborhood was empty. The ground was too soft for construction equipment, and the soil wouldn’t nurture anything but weeds. Only two dead trees, surrounded by mushrooms, broke up the emptiness of the field.The Spider Queen's Door1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
The owner couldn’t do anything with it, so he left it empty. My parents wouldn’t let me play over there. They called it trespassing. My friends called it something else.
They said the trees were the doorway to her cobweb kingdom. They said if you went between them she’d catch you up and eat you. No one ever found the kids who wandered into the Spider Queen’s home.
We never played in the field, even though it would have been perfect for any game we could think of. But no one wanted to risk death, or worse, getting grounded. So we played in the streets and driveways and broke up games whenever a car drove through. And we n
The Real YouDay after day, you busy yourself with things that you enjoy, hobbies that make you content, spend time with people who make you laugh. Your friends see you smile and love the sunshine it brings to them, and you yourself are glad you could give them happiness. They see you as someone to turn to when they need to be reminded that life isn't so bad, that there is a way to express joy through the hard times, and they thank you for helping them, even though it seems like you were doing nothing but being yourself. But it was being yourself that spread those smiles to others, wasn't it? A chain reaction caused by the simple act of your own face preforming the ever so contagious grin. They see you as carefree, jubilant, energetic, and nothing seems to bother you. You love when people tell you you've made them smile, and it makes you smile, glad to know that you brought them happiness.The Real You23 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Then you remember who you really are. You remember that they've never seen the real you. You remember that the
A Big Price to Pay For Comfort The humming of Linda's car was incessant, as were all others, as they were all waiting to move on their way past the traffic light. Linda's ears rang with constant shouting (that went past the closed windows) and loud honks. Being stuck in standstill traffic is a fate worse than death itself.A Big Price to Pay For Comfort22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My goodness," she said to herself, "If I have to spend another hour, I'll starve!" Linda honked her horn, and joined the others. But that was not before she found a small opening at a random hotel, and she quickly drove in. Recognizing the logo in the bright wall, she knew that she could finally reach her destination in time: a trendy club only she and her esteemed colleagues knew about. But alas, her tired body wouldn't allow it, even if she was awake. She couldn't make it to the club, regrettably. Still, as long as her body could function, she was golden.
Linda, dressed in almost business attire, struggled to keep herself up while approaching the front
The Joys of College - Dave x Reader Just a regular morning. The sun was being a dick. The chirping bird outside every damn window I walked past was being a dick (pretty sure it was stalking me). The professor was being more of a half dick than a full dick. Oh yeah, that essay that I had to write last night was also a dick. Just to top off the regular morning featuring many dicks, I had to get up really damn early, giving me an hour tops to sleep, because once again, the essay that I had to write last night was also a dick.The Joys of College - Dave x Reader22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Earlier than usual, like way earlier than usual, the guy with the bleach blonde hair and shades strides into the room, the usual 'fifteen minutes late with starbucks' thing not applying today.
Instead, he's got a fresh coffee that looks like it's been half drunk and is thick with sugar in his hand. He takes his usual seat by me, however today he decides to sit next to me because, like it was said just a moment ago, he is early, not late.
He mutters something about the essay keep
AU- Tides- Ch2: Sonic.EXEChapter 2: Sonic.exeAU- Tides- Ch2: Sonic.EXE1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A sharp gasp followed by a low moan came from underneath white stained sheets, tucked behind stainless-steel railing at the foot and left side.
Dark blue ears flattened with tire before darting forward at the sound of footsteps outside his dorm.
A low growl emitted from his sore and dry throat before muting itself as the same footsteps hurried away.
Sonic.exe emerged from the sheets, the over-sized long sleeve white vest, draped way over his hands as he used the back of his right hand to rub his eyes profusely. ‘Goddamn.’ He inwardly gasped as pain shot up his spine, ‘they must’ve put more needles in the beds last night.’ He mused as he looked down at the rotting mattress beyond the rusty stains on the once pristine white linin, as he noted the needles sticking out, one of which had drawn blood from his back during the night’s sleep.
‘God, if I had never made that dumb decision to book myself in here… I would be bette
[TGB] A Morning Melody (Assignment)"Taren, Aoba," he called, "I want you two to be in charge of overseeing this. You have both proven to be valuable members of Earth-Tribe, and I know that I can trust you with this task."[TGB] A Morning Melody (Assignment)23 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a wonderful, but disheartening feeling to hear these words spoken by the Yellow-Earth - A cat who, however, was not meant to be the one speaking to his tribe mates, a deputy who tried his best to make the right decisions while their true leader was held at some unknown location, as a hostage. Being in charge and being of important use somehow was something Aoba had aspired ever since the day Rey had blessed him with his tattoo and real name by lending the Earth Spirit his body, even if he had wished it would have been for other reasons, at a different time. Although he was not among them anymore, the Green-Earth still felt like the former Silver of his tribe would have been proud of him. A wistful sigh left his chest through his jaw as he thought about the black-and-white tom, as he
InsatiableThere's a legend in the upper North.Insatiable22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You know, the type some call an 'Old Wives' Tale'; but the wives here won't speak of it. It circulates mostly among the children, but even then very little. A young one will sit by the fire with the fable on its lips and witch the others into wide and glassy-eyed terror. Then the mothers come and threaten to beat the young one 'within an inch of their lives' if they don't stop speaking nonsense. The threat usually works but the tale is still there, and it won't go away. It wouldn't matter if the whole village forgot it. A babe would be born with the legend writ in their mind; waiting only for the day when speech comes knocking to bring it forth again. In any case, it goes something like this:
Over the mountains and into the glaciers lie two standing stones fallen. Some say they were righted, but they are horribly wrong. In earlier years, the people used to climb the peaks to pay homage to the Gods, but tradition
Link VS Steve: Season Two Finale DEATH BATTLE!!!Link VS Steve: Season Two Finale DEATH BATTLE!!!22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Killer: Well, good news! We ain't leaving! But this is the Season Two finale!
Zac: All set. It's time....
Mr. Krabs: FOR A DEATH BATTLE!!!!
Never, on his travels, had Link come across such an... Odd place. How did one describe it? It was a land, made entirely out of cubes. The dirt, the stone, the sand, even the wildlife were made of cubes!
Link, hopping onto Epona, continued on his journey through this land, hoping to find Zelda somewhere...
Somewhere, miles away.....
Steve looked in satisfaction over the improvements he had done to this village. The houses were bigger, there was an obsidian statue of the town's resident Iron Golem on the outer ends of the village, more farms had been built for food, and the Slimes that plagued the villages were as good as dead.
He knew nothing go wrong in this peaceful village. Nothing at all!!!
Killer: ... Something's gonna go wrong, right?
Zac: Of course.
*About 30 minutes later*
Link had not found Zelda, heck, he didn't find any si
Halloween Night ( The Hiccups )" Guys! The sun is setting!"Halloween Night ( The Hiccups )20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Midnight filled a large bowl with candy, calling to her kids from the kitchen. She was dressed as Hiccup; an effort to not be biased.
Thief Jack- dressed as Robin Hood -attempted to steal a candy bar. She swatted his hand.
" Don't make me tell your mama!"
As she was focused on Thief, Spy Hiccup and Toothless- as Batman and Robin, respectively -each grabbed a handful of candy and ran away giggling.
They brushed against Prince Charming Jack as he entered with Snow White Hiccup. In an effort to switch things up, they were Sleeping Beauty and Prince Phillip. Snow made an effort to yawn frequently. Each time he did, Charming would laugh and kiss his cheek.
Angel Hiccup was holding hands with both Hunter Hiccup and Demon Jack. He was in a white gown borrowed from Angel Rapunzel, and had a flower crown on his head. DJ was all in black, with a hood and a scythe in his free hand. Hunter was covered in black and yellow stripes. He had bee antenna on a headband.
House on the CornerThe House on the CornerHouse on the Corner13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the corner of Elm Street and Travis Drive, about 5 kilometers from the campus of Miskatonic University, Arkham, Massachusetts, there stood a grand old mansion of 200 years. It was a dark cedar wood structure with Victorian design and gables but few windows.
People in town rumored that the owner had a disease that made him avoid bright sunlight. But they neither could explain the disease nor provide any evidence. Typically the reports were regarded as mere rumors. This was the case for about 3 years.
It happened that the university accepted the application from one Atwill Reade, an alumnus and professor from Kent, United Kingdom, who had taught the subject of rare diseases at his university. Reade would teach 'psychic link disorders' at Miskatonic.
His application mentioned that these diseases were transmitted psychically by sorcerers and various unaligned users of psychic skills and magic. He felt the need to transfer his knowledge and research in United Stat
Tribe Cat General InfoMOST of the tribe cats are/have These Physical Traits:Tribe Cat General Info23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Long or Medium furred
Lighter to pale pelts
Hard pads, perfect for climbing those snowy mountains
A large variety in height, Cliff-guards being normally larger than average and Prey-chasers being normally smaller than average
Varied skills: If Cliff-guard, high in attack, strength, etc. If Prey-chaser, high in speed, endurance, etc.
Fur tends to double layered, consisting of a long outer coat and a downy under coat of fur.
Large paws for walking on snow and ice.
ALL tribe Cats Have These:
To-bes and kittens do not have Spirit Feathers and war-marks, only the adult tribe cats do.
To-bes wear green war-marks, while the other adults wear a range of one single color each
Tribe Healer and Spirit-guide wear 2 different colors of war-marks
Because I Don't JustFab.ComI hadn't planned to kill her with my $1,000 leopard-and-gold-bangles shoe. I mean...I'd planned killing her. Hell, I had journals FULL of techniques. Improperly cooked blowfish delivered to her favorite table in her favorite restaurant was the one I'd been leaning toward. The problem was, Demii (emphasis on the double-i) was a snake in blonde ringlets and Louis Vuitton. A very gorgeous, very LOTIONED snake.Because I Don't JustFab.Com19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Snakes have a bad habit of...slipping out of things, if you know what I mean, and Demii's engagement ring had a bad habit of falling off. Including, just before I shoved my stiletto through her right eye, my ex-boyfriend's crystal-lined fishbowl. The expensive four piece suit from Ann Taylor she HAD to have were bound to follow, and I could only imagine the reaction Facebook acquaintances would have to finding out my fiance had left me for someone else the night before our wedding. Again.
Dollhouse (Prologue)Once upon a time, there was a doll named Hephannea.Dollhouse (Prologue)18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hephannea lived in a nice small dollhouse in the toy closet.
No other doll ever liked her, and no human played with her.
One day, a princess named Molly opened the closet and saw Hephannea.
She played with the doll all day, and Hephannea was delighted. She never wanted this to end, all she wanted was to be played with- forever.
But of course, Hep
I'm Sorry Guys :(First off, I want to start off by apologizing from the bottom of my heart for closing down my DeviantART page. I wasn't in a good place. It was an impulsive decision that I made, which I do too often for my own good.I'm Sorry Guys :(22 hours ago in Letters More Like This
I have realized my mistake and I'm putting up my page again. I was a fool to abandon you all like that and for that I am so, so, so sorry. I should have just said I was going on a break, god what a dumb thing I did, I'm so sorry you guys.
Eternal-Violet-Void is back, she's ready to go, but first.
Let me take a self-
What I meant to say was, I really want to take this time to thank formerly Fe0 and TonyStarks-Girl who were real troopers for putting up with me.
Those two are the real Deviants, above and beyond friends and the most amazing people I could ever have the pleasure of meeting.
This is all you guys, thank you for kicking my ass in gear.
But yes, Eternal-Violet-Void is back to stay.