Eeyup - Chapter 1He closed the red barn doors and locked it up for the weekend. Finally after a long week of plowing and heaving, it was finally time to relax. Big Macintosh took a final sigh as he watched the sun set on the farm's horizon. "I guess I should get ready what do ponies do to get ready for parties ?" he thought inquisitively.Eeyup - Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pinkie Pie had somehow done it. She finally convinced Big Mac to attend one of her famous parties. "Silly Macintosh!" she giggled a few days earlier. "All you do is work, work, work! Come to my party on Friday and have some fun!" Big Mac shrugged without changing his usual facial expression. "I'm sorry, Pinkie. I'm just not a party kind of pony."
Pinkie stomped her hoofs down in protest. "Don't be ridiculous! Every pony is a party kind of pony!"
"Every pony but me." Big Mac replied calmly.
Pinkie was growing desperate. "C'mon Mac! Pleeeeeease just try one teeny little party?"
Big Mac looked up and cocked his head. " How 'teeny'?"
Eeyup - Chapter 5Applejack, Applebloom, and Big Mac approached the library doors. Applebloom cantered up to ring the doorbell. Twilight answered within moments. "Hey guys!" she welcomed.Eeyup - Chapter 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Inside, the other guests had already arrived. Sweetie Bell and Scootaloo greeted their fellow Cutie Mark Crusader and ran off to play. Applejack sat down in the circle with the rest of her friends while Big Mac awkwardly sat down beside her. He felt uncomfortable as every pony in the room watched him sit in anticipation. Maybe they didn't realize how uneasy it made him. Applejack did though. She quickly broke the seemingly elongated silence. "So what did we miss?" she stammered out. Rarity immediately picked up the conversation and began to talk about her business and latest creations. Big Mac blew a sigh of relief now that the attention was off of him. He took in his surroundings. To the left of Rarity was Twilight and Spike together. Spike was listening with half closed eyes, dead on Rarity. To her right was Rainbow
Crafted to the Core (Team Crafted Parody)Sky: C’mon guys, you all know this one!Crafted to the Core (Team Crafted Parody)1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Deadlox: We do dis!
Bajan: Wa ‘sup?
Sky: We travel the road of kings and legends, joined by a brotherly bond~
Husky: We journey across the Minecraftia nation, from the Overworld to beyond!
Refrain: Team Crafted forever, Crafted together! We’re best friends but so much more~
No matter what comes, we will face the Nether! We’re Crafted to the core!
Jerome: There’s no place that I’d rather be, than hanging out with my best buddies!
Deadlox: Friends all around wish us luck, you see, so we’ll carry on across the land!
Refrain: Team Crafted forever, Crafted together! We’re best friends but so much more~
No matter what comes, we will face the Nether! We’re Crafted to the core!
Seto: We’re peas in a pod, cool as Caterpies! Any Poke-pun, you can throw at me!
Bajan: We’re here for each other, through thick and thin. You’re always welcome, let the games begin! W
You Know You're a Team Crafted Fan When...You call everyone BiggumsYou Know You're a Team Crafted Fan When...1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You're way of greating is "Hey dood!"
You always spell dood right
You always ask yourself, "Do she got a booty?"
Do she? She doooooooooooo
You say you got _____ for daaayyyyssss
You're always saying something along the lines of "dat ass dooooeeeee"
You put way too many o's on dooooooo
You do anything and everything to play Minecraft with them
You spend 22 and a half hours a day watching their videos
You hate squids
Bats are named Dillon
Pigs are named Jeffery
You say "why, isn't that just.............................. egg!"
You cried hardcore when you found out Sky had a seizure
Your OTP is a TC pairing (Skylox, Merome, SkyMu, Truelox, Huskylox, etc.)
(Plz read Disc. Thx!)
Eeyup - Chapter 4Green eyes slowly opened as a rooster blared on the fence outside. Big Mac heard his sister call after him and the rest of the Apple family.Eeyup - Chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Up and at 'em, every pony! Soup's up!" proclaimed Applejack
"Soup's up!" Big Mac heard Granny Smith wobbling over to the kitchen. "Ahck afing qoig!"
Big Mac got out of bed and smiled. He walked into the kitchen in time to see Granny slowly chewing her mushy oatmeal.
"Mornin' Mac! Apple pancakes?" Applejack offered.
"Yes please," Big Mac accepted. He looked around, but there was no sign of Applebloom. "Where's the tiny one?"
"She's over at the club house with her friends. They had a little sleepover last night once I got back from the party." Applejack paused. "Speaking of which, where were you last night? I thought you said you were gonna come to this one?"
"I was there," Big Mac replied. "I just hung out in the backyard. It was much calmer out there."
"So lemme get this straight: you finally come to a party an' spend the whole time sittin' outsi
Chinese Zodiac - GoatChinese Zodiac - Goat (1919, 1931, 1943, 1955, 1967, 1979, 1991, 2003, 2015)Chinese Zodiac - Goat5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Occupying the 8th position in the Chinese Zodiac, the Goat (or Sheep) symbolizes such character traits as creativity, intelligence, dependability, and calmness. Comfortable being alone to ponder the workings of their inner minds, Goats enjoy being part of a group, but prefer the sidelines rather than the center. Their nurturing personality makes Goats excellent care-givers. They're quite and reserved because they spend much time absorbed in their thoughts.
Home and alone is where Goats feel most comfortable. There they can express themselves artistically, whether it's by painting, cooking or participating in whatever artistic endeavors they enjoy. Goats prefer the couch because there they can relax and explore their minds. They don't need elaborate furnishings; only items reflecting their desire for art.
When traveling or seeking entertainment, Goats prefer groups or venues that hold many people. G
Eyes Like Onyx Chapt 1On the cape of an old fishing village lived a man, his wife, and his daughter. The wife was overly optimistic and the husband went out on the sea everyday to provide for his small family. The daughter would help her step mother because her mother died in her sleep long before she could remember even seeing her face. The girl had ebony hair and eyes that were dark yet shining at the same time nevertheless they were lovely all the same. The step mother was not wicked at all if anything that might have been better than being insufferably uppity twenty four hours a day and seven days a week. The father was the exact opposite it even made the girl wonder what her father really saw in such a woman. One day while she was wondering and sauntering back home from a walk to gather various herbs for her father when she saw someone talking to her stepmother and her father about something The person was on a horse and she saw her father fall onto his knees. Upon seeing this she ran to him andEyes Like Onyx Chapt 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
TNBC-MistletoeJack wasn't sure how much time he had left to get this task done. Sally had left the house to go to the Witches' shop for some ingredients she needed to make dinner that night, and to go buy some more fabric and patterns, since she wanted to make some new curtains. And that was barely an hour ago. She could come back at any moment!TNBC-Mistletoe4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Then again, Sally was never gone very long when she left the house, despite that Jack insisted she had all the freedom in the world to do as she wanted, and go in and out as she pleased. Of course, she always told him where she was going, which she figured was fair enough, so that he would know where she was and when to expect her back. She had stated she wasn't sure how long she would be gone, but within an hour or two.
What Jack was doing, was positively silly to anyone who would catch it. He couldn't even believe he was doing this! What started as a wishful, though joking thought, became...this.
Jack Skellington, the Pumpkin King...was decorating his home
Custom-Making and general FAQThis is an FAQ list for those interested in custom-making, or somewhat curious about me and how I do things. It was originally posted under the journal submission "The Warmare Answers" but since that's now buried in the journal archives, I'm submitting it as a text deviation to make it easier to find. This is based on my limited experience in custom-making and is in no way a comprehensive, ultimate guide to pony making. All the same, I hope perspective custom makers find it useful.Custom-Making and general FAQ3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
How did you learn to make customs?
Pre-G4 I wanted nothing to do with My Little Pony, but I had seen people making custom toys on sites like MLPArena.com. Once I became hooked on the new show and wanted to try my own customs, I went back to the old Pony fora to gather techniques from the pros. CustomAnon created one of the first tutorials spe
Bulletproof Heart Pt. 1Chapter One - To Be Alone With YouBulletproof Heart Pt. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The club is loud, and Roxas is wincing a little, unused to the noise. He knows he's uncool everyone else had a fake ID and was out getting drunk for years before they were legal, but he wanted to do this properly. Course, he sort of reckoned that at twenty-one he'd have some friends to get celebrate with, but this has been planned in his brain for three years, since he hit college and failed to look back, and he's not letting the lack of company stop him from living out one of those dreams you have when you're a kid. So he's trying his best not to make a face at the music, trying his best not to sweat he's worn too many layers for the cold outside and not thought about how warm it will be inside. They checked his ID three times before they let him in, and even then there was a look of disbelief. Probably if he had tried getting in on a fake ID a few years go, even with a group of con
Journey to scamalot pt. 2Wind blasted in Lydias face, her eyes were squeezed closed and mouth grinding her teeth. Her small pale hands had a death grip on beetlejuices coat. Her heart was pounding.Journey to scamalot pt. 26 years ago in Humor More Like This
They were going so fast, if she open her eyes, she was certain they would be pushed back all the way threw her skull. She just gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, shaking slightly, and hanging onto beetlejuice for protection, after all they were running faster than the speed of light. She desperately waited for themselves to stop she could barley breathe with all the madness!
She could hear the wind whistle threw the air, along with beetlejuices familiar shriek. She tried to yell at him but all that came out was a scream of her own and a mouthful of windy cool air clogging her windpipe. She coughed and choked whimpering as the wind made her weaker and weaker her grip loosened on his coat, and her eyebrows raised faintly beetlejuice sounded worried and frantic before her ear
How to turn a hater to a BronySend them a link to something that's peripherally related to the subject you wish them to become enamored with. Like a funny image macro or meme, something they can find funny and understand on some level while leaving them ever so slightly confused about its connection to ponies. Maybe even something innocently silly they will enjoy.How to turn a hater to a Brony4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And then you wait. It might take a while but the idea is spreading, taking over their psyche. They will begin to recognize ponies here and there; the images and videos will keep replaying in their heads. And at some point they will wonder: "What is it about those ponies?"
And then they will ask you, you who first brought it up. This is critical, don't oversell it; they've let their guard down, they've accepted that maybe, just maybe, there may be something about those ponies. Nothing that's, you know, girly and stuff but something funny, something interesting. They're curious, like a little squirrel slowly approaching a human who's offering food. Don't ma
Creepy Rugrats Test-AngelicaCreepy Rugrats Test-Angelica4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My mommy and daddy left me home alone again. Both of them ran outta the house without even giving me breakfast. They left me alone. No, wait! I am not alone! The growned-ups brought the babies over! Stupid babies! They make me so mad! Always going on adventures without me!
Stupid Tommy and his bald head! And Chuckie, all that stupid red hair and those stupid frecklers! Then Phil and Lil! Always eating bugs and dirt. Blech! SO nasty!
They bug me! The bug me so much! They are so stupid! Dumb babies! I can always trick them into doing whatever I want! I can make them give me there candy or their cookies. Cuz they are so dumb!
They always get me into trouble too! Whenever mommy and daddy would come home, they ask me, Angelica, who are you talking to. And I say the babies. They say, what babies? And I say right here! Mommy and daddy gives me funny looks and say there is no one there. And then I point at them they aren't there anymore. They run and hide and make me look
Jack Met SallyMemories of his father flash through his mind, replaying moments of contentment, sorrow, and vital; his father was always proficient when it came to noble responsibilities, demonstrating wondrous leadership. His superior and masterful ways of scaring always made an impression and played a role model for the people, especially on Jack and his grandfather. Everyone expected more from him, but since that tragic war, the loss of Fredrick Skellington was tough to bear.Jack Met Sally2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Father was quite…the extraordinary man." Jack sighed.
Lost in his thoughts, Jack wandered aimlessly into the outer gardens of the town; the solitary graveyard. He usually finds himself here when he's left to dwell or ponder, oblivious of his behavior.
The first thing Jack notices whenever he emerges into the garden gates is the large crescent moon that peaked above the Spiral Hill, settling over the town amid of its radiance. As he furthers down the path of the garden, he walks by old pumpkins and gravestones, ignoring the g
Slender StalkerBlack on black,Slender Stalker4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
never looked so good.
Stop this and forget you.
I know I should.
I'm not the only one,
that you haunt.
But to discover your mystery,
Is what I want.
To go deeper into this,
will only end my life.
The shadows start to move,
and I hold on to the knife.
Tall, like a giant,
and oh so slender.
Cut into their meat.
It's oh so tender.
Burn the evidence,
forget what I saw.
Why is curiousity,
my greatest flaw?
Not enough sleep,
or maybe too much.
I don't remember things,
but I still feel your touch.
The days are a blur,
and I don't know the week.
People question my behavior,
but I do not speak.
I'll stop this now.
I promise, I swear.
This is way too much.
I can no longer bear.
Smooth, like silk,
where your face should be.
I'll forget you,
If you forget me.
Hush now, don't worry.
There's no need to weep.
This won't hurt at all.
I think you I will keep.
My NightmareShould have stopped,My Nightmare4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
before it began.
At the edge of the woods,
but then I ran.
Every shadow is you,
every bump in the night.
If we finally meet,
would I put up a fight?
Eyes opened or closed,
It's always you I see.
Could I ever haunt you,
like you do me?
They say you don't exist.
He's not real, he's not real.
So who watches me sleep?
Whose breath do I feel?
I wish I could see you.
I pray that I don't.
I know you would kill me.
I dream that you won't.
Controlling my every move,
clouding my mind.
Get lost in the darkness,
Is it you I will find?
Afraid of every corner,
of every closed door.
Terrified of every second,
yet still I want more.
Words help me breath,
"He's made up, dear."
Why do I love you?
You give me nothing but fear.
Come hither, tall one.
Please don't, just stay hidden.
Do not worry, it's okay.
No it's not, it's forbidden,
You won't go away.
Secretly, I'm glad.
What's wrong with me?
I've finally gone mad.
The Age of DarknessCheckmate. The white queen is dead.The Age of Darkness3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Krueger Crazy Part 5Krueger Crazy Part 56 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Chelsea! Chelsea, wake UP! Youre already waking half the neighborhood!"
Audrey shook Chelsea until she came around and stopped slapping at her.
"Chelsea, look at me! You were having a nightmare. It's ok now. You can stop screaming. Thomas is fine. He was worried about you and you had already woken me up from screaming so loud. I could hear you next door. Thomas was worried about you and he asked me to come over and talk to you. You kept slapping at him."
Chelsea gave Audrey a blank look, tears still pouring from her eyes.
Thomas was dead, he was hanging from a shed door. Someone wrote the lyrics to some sick nursery rhyme in his blood. She sobbed hysterically, barely getting the words out through her tears. Her body quaked as she curled up on the couch.
Chelsea, Im fine, see. Thomas came into the room and knelt next to the couch and playfully tugged at his cheeks.
Chelsea seemed almost catatonic. She kept mumbling about hearing
Writing tutorialSo you wanna write huh? You got your pen/ keyboard ready? well slow down there because the first rule of writing is to think.Writing tutorial9 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Well screw that the first rule is to have inspiration, you need inspiration? Sit down at your tv watch your favourite tv show/movie or go read your favourite book, try and figure out why you like such and such genre and what parts you like about it. Yes it's copying but that's what writing is about, it's about taking things you like and putting them into your own plot. Ever heard of the book "A hero with a thousand faces?" there are only so many plots out there what's important is to mould it into your own creation. However this doesn't mean you write a book called Mayor of the Bracelets and set it in Higherearth -_- you need to use your imagination! and take this hint, often made up names of places and cities sound stupid, look at an atlas or handy dandy ancient name list and mould it into your own. Always always mould! You can find inspiration in even the smal
Sollux x Reader Chapter 4You hadn’t seen a ROMCOM in ages and it’d take your mind off things. Karkat seemed ok with your outburst. He hadn’t left like everyone else you knew would have. You were still afraid it would happen again though. You hadn’t burned up all your rage but at least you were calmer now.Sollux x Reader Chapter 41 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
After much insistence on your part Karkat let you helped him get the needed supplies for a proper ROMCOM night, like blankets, tissues, drinks, popcorn and snacks, etc. You get an idea and go get to your room and bring back as much snack stuff as you can carry. Your snack trunk has the ultimate stash. You guys got everything together and organized it on the coffee table. And now you two were on the sofa, with the lights off eating popcorn and Doritos. Karkat had just put the ROMCOM in.
These were troll ROMCOMS not human ROMCOMS but you had basic knowledge of quadrants. Oh who were you kidding you knew everything about quadrants! You’d seen plenty of these with the Karkat back hom
Sollux x Reader Chapter 9I’d been a week since Leyani contacted you and what do you know. She contacted you again, same time same day. You weren’t surprised in the least bit. You felt good today so you figure you could do a little trolling.Sollux x Reader Chapter 91 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
clockworkParadox [CP] started trolling [chumHandle] [CH]
[CP] Hell♠ (name). I hear y♠u have a m♠irail and are g♠ing t♠ play the game.
[CH] Yeah why?
[CP] ARE Y♠U FUCKING NUTS?! I’m having en♠ugh tr♠uble getting y♠u back here ♠n my ♠wn and y♠u’re ♠ver there making it harder ♠n me! I d♠n’t want t♠ use my bl♠♠d ♠n this!
[CH] Sorry Ms. Oil blood. I didn’t realize you’d quit when you hit a little bump in the road.
[CP] I’ve sh♠wn y♠u h♠w my bl♠♠d w♠rks. I’ve t♠ld y♠u ab♠ut h♠w black bl♠♠ds were hunted f
Sollux x Reader Chapter 3Despite how much you had slept the previous night, err, nights you’d fallen asleep easily and managed to wake up before Karkat had a chance to get annoyed and wake you up. You stared at the ceiling for a while thinking about home.Sollux x Reader Chapter 31 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sure missed it; you missed Dave and Jade, and even John even though you’d broken up weeks ago. You missed Leyani, even with her annoying quirks and arrogant personality. You really missed her stories. You used to sit in her underground work shop when you needed a break from everyone and listen to her talk about her life on Alternia. You sat up and ate some of your snacks. You didn’t want to get anything out yet incase Karkat moved you again. You thought a while. You thought about home and how you missed it.
You thought about Dave and John and Leyani and… Who did you miss all that much? Of course you missed everyone but the real question was did anyone miss you? Probably not yet. It’d only been a few days after all. They prob
More Than Just A Moirail Karkat x Reader PART 12You had absolutely no idea what to do, never mind what to say. You were panicking. Karkat was standing. You were pacing. He was shaming himself. You took a sip of your drink. Karkat was putting his shoes on. You twirled your hair. Karkat was opening the door. You walked up to him. He left without glancing at you. You re-opened the door. He had already disappeared. You were already crying.More Than Just A Moirail Karkat x Reader PART 122 years ago in Romance More Like This
"No... please, Karkat, I'm really not that... er, um, mad?" You mumbled to your feet. Why couldn't you shout, nonetheless form full sentences.
If you couldn't talk, you could at least run. That's exactly what you did. You ran down the path, and when you came to a corner, you took a hard left, and slammed in Karkat's front.
He laughed at you, and DAMMIT was it cute. He helped you back up, and picked a piece of something gross out of your hair.
"I knew it!" He shouted.
"Knew what?" You asked, wiping away some tears.
"It was kind of a test... basically if you came running out for me, I knew t