Marijuana Smoke Filled the AirMarijuana Smoke Filled the Air11 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Marijuana smoke filled the air
"Are you sure we should have done this?"
"It'll be fine "
down from his mouth
He never imagined what this would have been like.
Angelo Sotira, InterviewedAngelo Sotira, Interviewed11 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A brief history of deviantART
Angelo Sotira helped pioneer deviantART after the internet's "boom days" with Scott Jarkoff and Matt Stephens. Scott ensured that deviantART functioned code-wise and community-wise, Matt focused on making sure that the world knew about what promise deviantART offered to aspiring artists, and Angelo covered the legal and some techinical bases, including directing the business concerns of deviantART as a company.
As with any venture, there were the "usual" hiccups, though it's debatable whether anything about deviantART or how it came about can be considered "usual". The founders and the site weathered the storms that hit, and because of the initial and continued dedication of Scott and Angelo, along with the rest of the core developers and volunteer staff, deviantART continues to function, evolving continually to meet the demands of artists, exponential increases in deviations (and consequently necessary space) and operating costs, along with dozens
Naruto: My Immortal(I'm so tired of being hereNaruto: My Immortal10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suppressed by all my childish fears)
Blankets draped over Uchiha Sasuke's waist as he lay in bed. His eyes were blank, a faint redness at the edge of his eyelids. In the darkness, none could really see that he had been crying. Not that anyone was there to notice. He kept on having the same dream. Over and over, every single night. He would dream that Naruto and him were just together, being friends. Laughing together, smiling. And Naruto's smile shone brighter than any sun above him. But that wasn't an exaggeration of the dream; far from it. For the angel that had surpassed on to Heaven had the kind of smile that could cleanse the hearts of thousands, had they any heart at all.
And so it had... For one individual.
(And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave)
Sasuke wanted those memories. He grasped them with everything he had. Every fiber of his being. He didn't want to forget Naruto, ever. Even if he was gone, he could swear he heard his voic
Don't... - AnonymousDon't discriminate against me because I am different, as you are different tooDon't... - Anonymous11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't hate me because I have flaws, as nobody is perfect least of all me
Don't love me with hopes of changing me, love me for who I already am
Love me because I am unique, as that is why I love you
Love me because of my strengths, as things would be better that way
Love me for who I already am, as I am not going to change myself for you or
Into the NothingI'm on the edge and misdirected.Into the Nothing10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I look to find you, but confusion blocks my way.
Beyond my eyes is miles of zero.
Beyond the zero, only darkness and decay.
I'm on the ledge and unprotected.
I wander through the dust, then further into gray.
Above, the skies are clouds of worry.
This building fury will uncover my dismay.
Don't let me fall into the nothing.
Don't let me drop into the black.
Don't let me slip into the empty.
Take my hand in yours and hold me back.
Inside your arms I'm resurrected.
I look into your eyes and listen to the things you say.
Electrifying pulses ever-burning,
Through my skin and into where my heart will always stay.
Don't let me fall into the nothing.
Don't let me drop into the black.
Don't let me slip into the empty.
Hold my hand in yours and hold me back.
what is an emo kidwhat is an emo kid10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He's sitting there quietly
In the corner of his room
Painting his nails black and crying
He can't breathe but
He isn't quite sure
Why on the inside he's dying
Is his heart really exploding
Or is his knit sweater
and goodwill tshirt
just a little
the girl he's pining for
the only hope for true romance
already has a date
so he stole her pants
he feels like he hurts so much
that he's going blind
but really he just has
3/5s of his face covered
with hair parted at the side
No one understands him
They just don't get it
Despite the fact that
Half the guys in his school
Wear chick pants too
But he's really different
He wears converse shoes
One time he heard a rumor
That girls like guys who feel
and he dyed his hair black and cried
So his story goes
So he's so emo
Together they talk about
How their comfortable suburban lives
Are so miserably oppressive
So wonderfully expressive
He writes her a poem
He'd set himself on fire for her
Poor guy has more swings of mood
Than emo girl and so
Such Dark Silence...Nothingness.Such Dark Silence...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cold. Black. Absolute.
Stretching to infinity back and as insufferably lonely as the ocean floor, a whispered thread of sorrow before slipping silently through the cracks. Everything was dead. Dead walls, dead floor, dead machinery. Littering the derelict vessel like steel and glass plants, thick pipes worming into the mechanical ground, looking for their electric fuel. But, nothing. Ever since the last organic creature had died countless aeons ago, the lifeforce had gone with it, leaving the ship as cold as the space through whence it came and its hull as battered and ancient as the deadly debris it had travelled through.
The Hunter was silent, not even the faintest of sighs escaped her pursed lips. She never did like it here. For even though the gloomy underwater ocean of Maridia was sad, the wrecked ship was sadder, and where the roaring voice of Norfair screamed in rage, the wrecked ship was infinitely angrier. The only place surpassing it in terms of emotion was Brins
The Conscience of a HackerThe following was written shortly after my arrest...The Conscience of a Hacker10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
\/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/
Written on January 8, 1986
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They'r
for how long can you love?for how long can you love?11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
can you count the days of eternity?
can you trust the moonbeams to watch you at night?
can you hear the faint song of the sirens?
tell me, for how long can you love?
can you escape the ghosts of your past?
can you seek solace in your dreams?
can you pacify the disquiet in your spirit?
my dear, for how long can you love?
can you tell the extent of a shoreless mystery?
can you sing a song you never heard?
can you hear the thin whisper of silence?
let me know, for how long can you love?
can you feel the strength i bear for you?
can you see my tears for your pain?
can you hear the words i long to say?
for how long my dear,
for how long can you love?
empty clipthe kind of womanempty clip7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
who deep-throats a gun barrel
Punk!PrussiaXPunkReader Boy in the Back of Class 5A/N: Chapter 5.1 actually o u o, enjoyPunk!PrussiaXPunkReader Boy in the Back of Class 52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He didn’t questions at all why (Name) would want to go to a place of gloom and doom like that. Not one second on the ride there did he bother her, nor did he talk at all.
Maybe I should say something, He thought to himself. Maybe that’s what she wanted him to do. But he was already enough of a fuck up and didn’t need another reason for (Name) to get pissed at him.
And that was the thing, he didn’t mind the angry pissy (Name), because if he got past her brutal wall he’d see the childish happy girl he became friends with. Yeah, maybe she was a little mean, but he didn’t take it seriously, maybe she was a little rude, so was he. She was just another person with her own problem right?
Slowing the car into a stop, Gilbert shut it down and got out of the car with her. He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets as he trailed behind (Name). This day is totally not awesome at all,
Shadilver Journal Jacker-P21Shadow pulled away just relising what he had just done. Silver was blushingShadilver Journal Jacker-P215 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
violently but he had the cutest smile on his face.
"Your a good kisser," silver said laughing a little.
Shadow was now the one blushing violently.
Out of no where Fernando came into the room , holding some text books.
"Hey shadow i thought you might nee--...." he trailed off as he saw them on the
floor, and he dropped the books in shock. "I'lllll....come back later..." he said
Silver and shadow looked at one another and then burst out laughing. Silver got up
and held his hand out to shadow. Shadow took it and silver helped him up.
"Thanks," shadow said.
Shadow could see his bag behind silver, all packed and ready to go. He looked
at his watch it was 8.00am, he had an hour to get off campus or who know's what
else the principal would do, come to think of it what ever happened to that kid
who got expelled near the start of the year....
Shadow shook his head, getting his head clear.
SuicideSuicide11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is a poem to no one
But to the world
Where is life and love,
When there is so much pain?
You know of what I speak.
The endless lines and rhymes
Scribbled by desperate souls
Such as you,
Such as I,
Seeking, searching, praying
For what else but freedom.
But that freedom you fool
Is the illusion.
Could you ever see why?
Why pain is the chain
That weighs our souls down.
Why freedom is nothing more
Than the walls of our prison.
You may break free of none
And live a simple life
But I no longer can.
And still, and still I'm trapped.
I've clawed at these tiled walls
All these many years.
Now my bloody fingertips
No longer feel the salty tears
As I wipe them across my face.
So you see my unfortunate friend
The walls are my flesh
And the chain, my lonely thoughts.
No matter how deep I dig and tear
No matter how much crimson tape I bled
These very walls,
My tortured soul could not have fled,
So this night my tired feet will float
In a porcelain pool drawn
Shadilver-Journal Jacker-P26It was the following day. Tuesday. Exams....Shadilver-Journal Jacker-P265 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Silver was on his way to the library to pick up a book since he had no idea
where shadow had run off to this morning. Maybe he went to study and didn't
want to wake him.
Shadow was far off from studying, he wasn't even at school. He was back at the
motorway. Luckily there were still some police officers looking round. He ran
up to one and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Excuse me," shadow began.
The officer turned round and had a scornful look on his face.
"What do you want kid. You're not allowed round here."
"Yeah yeah I know that but have you--
"Wait a minute...are that guy from the newspaper photos!"
"Eh...yeah....moving on, look did you happen to see a book of any kind like
a journal for example, its blue has a leather buckle lock, says silver on it..?"
"Hmmmm I dont think so....oh wait i did!"
"Well I saw some other kid run off with it when i was on duty yesterday. I shouted
at him to get off site and he just took of
Shadilver-journal jacker-P38His mom folded his arms leaning agaisnt the wall of the open garage.Shadilver-journal jacker-P385 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Does he even know how to drive..."
Silver was sitting in the car,kind of uncomfortably in his outfit, with one of
his arms resting on the ledge while he gazed out the window.
He sighed and set his head down on his arm. He pressed the button where the window
came down and the wind gently blew in through his hair, around and out again.
It felt comforting.
"You alright?"seth asked placing his hand on his shoulder.
"I know what you mean little buddy,"he sighed slumping down in his seat.
"Yeah i heard."
"Her name was Carmin. Had the face of an angel..."
Silver looked over at seth, with his head still resting on his arm.
"What was the argument about, or is that too personal?"
"Its fine really. We were arguing about the future."
Silver sat up a little.
"The future?" he repeated.
"What about the future?"
"She was thinking of having a kid in a few years time."
This time silver
She Will Be Loved- FxF Chap. 3CATION: FLIPPYXFLAKY!!!She Will Be Loved- FxF Chap. 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Flaky awoken to the sweet aroma of food coming from downstairs. She got out of bed and rushed down to eat.
"Good morning, honey." Flippy called to her, smiling. Flaky blushed.
"Honey?" She asked. Flippy blushed.
"Oh sorry about that I made you pancakes." He said, trying to change the subject. Flaky smiled.
"I Can tell. Thanks so much, Flippy." She said softly. Flippy nodded.
"Sure. Now come on, lets eat." He said, pulling out a chair for her to sit in. Flaky happily took it. After they were done eating, Flippy stood up.
"I thought we could go hang out at the park for a while today." he offered. Flaky smiled.
"Sounds fun!" Flippy nodded.
"Lets go." He held out his hand. Flaky took it joyfully. They headed out to the park. Flippy smiled. He thought that they looked like a couple. While Flaky was still thinking about last night, the bad parts of it.
"Flaky?" Flaky looked up, hearing her name. Giggles and Petunia were standing in front of her and Flippy. T
HTF Our Date Ch. 1If you don't like FlakyXFlippy, then I suggest you don't read this story (Yes, Flaky is a GIRL). Characters' thoughts start at one star and end at another star.HTF Our Date Ch. 16 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: The Question
Flippy's black pac-man pupils stared at the shy, red porcupine sitting alone in the small corner of a booth, silently eating her strawberry ice-cream. He came into Cro-Marmot's ice cream parlor to enjoy a nice, cold chocolate ice-cream, but his appetite disappeared once he caught a glimpse of her. He was just sitting at the bar, watching. He liked Flaky ever since he met her. Her beautiful smile, her cute laugh, her wonderful warm presence, her shy and sweet demeanor- everything about her made his heart melt. Every minute that he spent with her made his feelings grow stronger. What really made his feelings expand was when she organized a surprise party on his birthday, although she knew that he was mentally unstable. That event deeply touc
Happy Tree Friends:Dark KillerHappy Tree Friends:Flaky's Evil?!Happy Tree Friends:Dark Killer5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part 1: Flaky's Desire
metalyan94: Could someone please tell me the freakin' plot of this damn story?!
(a blue anteater with nerdy glasses and a pocket protector on his chest appears)
metalyan94: Who are you?
??????: I'm Sniffles. Allow me to...
metalyan94: Hey, nerd. Why don't you get me some chili cheese fritos in the meantime?
Sniffles: But don't you wanna...
metalyan94: Get on with you!
Sniffles: (walks out of scene grumbling angrily)
metalyan94: Now, I just need to know WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!
(a blue skunk with a pine scent deodorizer and a pink flower on top of her head appears)
metalyan94: And just who are you?
??????: My name is Petunia.
metalyan94: Petunia? But, that's a flower's name. And aren't you a skunk?
Petunia: Yes, both those questions are true.
metalyan94: And skunks spray a terribly smelly odor?
HTF Zombieland- Chap. 1God Bless America,HTF Zombieland- Chap. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her
thru the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam
God bless America, My home sweet home.
I wish I could still call this America.
Six months ago, Lumpy, now known as patient Zero, ate a contaminated burger.
He turned into a more hideous, yes; he turned even MORE ugly, cannibal creature.
Well the now undead dumbass went on a rampage. He bite three people before someone finally killed him. But, the three people he bit turned into zombies. And they bit people, and those people bit people, and those people bit some people .
Eventually, there became more zombies than Happy Tree Friends.
Quickly, everyone turned into a flesh eating beast.
Everyone but me of course.
My name is Flippy.
And I'm surviving the zombie apocalypse.
You're probably thinking, "How can a guy like him be the last person alive?"
I was signed up for the army, but I ne
Nursed to Health and Love Pg.4WARNING! SONIC YAOI!Nursed to Health and Love Pg.45 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As Silver finished recording the information from the various monitors and screens, he pulled out a black binder and set it on the covers next to me. "What's this?" I asked, grabbing the hard folder and flipping through its pages. "It's a menu." The nurse responded, turning towards me and leaning over the side of my bed, pretending as if he wanted to read the contents of what I held. He came very close to me, close enough that if I tilted my head I could lightly touch his It was a tempting thought. "You just choose anything that looks good and I'll get it for you. You must be starving after what happened."
It didn't occur to me until just now, but the instant that hedgehog said those words my stomach roared from hunger. I placed the folder over my belly, clasping my hands together as if it would mask the embarrassing
Sonadow-Strict Love-P6Sonadow-Strict Love-P65 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stood where I was, as I looked at her scornfully, but quickly put my head down.
"Oh dear sonic are you alright? You're crying, I didn't bump into you that hard did i?" she asked worriedly.
"I'm just fine, it has nothing to do with you," I spoke.
She stepped closer and patted my shoulder. I looked up and she then reached into her pocket and took out a fancy cotton handkerchief and wiped away my tears. I was surprised.
"What happened? Did you hurt yourself? You've got a skateboard did you fall off it?"
I blinked. She was so caring, and worried about me. But why? I have hardly had any contact with her and hate her soul and yet she wants to help me out.
"Why are you doing this " I said to her suspiciously.
"Because I care of course. I didn't really get to meet you properly; you must have had something important to do with how quickly you ran out. Shadow does talk about you from time to time you know."
"Yes, well Mr Hedge to you."
Shadow. Hmm I liked the sound of that. Talk
Our Life Together- FxF Chap. 2This is written in Flaky's POV.Our Life Together- FxF Chap. 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I watch out the car window as the scenery passes by like time. I glance at my mother driving the car. Her long, red quills draped over her shoulders like a spring waterfall. I could see her worried eyes. She wasn't happy about me carrying a baby at age sixteen.
I don't have a dad anymore. He was an alcoholic, always drinking, and doing drugs. He treated my mother and I unfairly, so my mom left him when I was about three years old. I don't remember much about it.
But I'm glad.
I fell a small kick coming from my belly. I put my warm paws on it.
"Flaky," My mom begins. I sigh.
"Mom, we've been through "the talk" about me carrying a child a million times already. I get it. Flippy and I never should've had sex, unprotected or not. And I'm sorry." I say to her. I've said this to her before. A lot. But she's just worried about me, and I don't blame her.
"I know, honey, but sixteen is not when you should be holding a child. You sho