The Party Girl's RoommateThere was a knock at the door. Oaklee's eyes fluttered open. Another knock and Oaklee forced her head from her pillow. The third knock and Oaklee sprang out of bed. She slipped some short shorts on and ran down the hallway of her apartment. She overslept again, and today was the day she was supposed to meet her new roommate. Stopping to check herself in the mirror she realized she had slept in her make-up and her hair was more disheveled than usual. She considered fixing it, but a fourth knock on the door made her jump in front of it and then crack it open.The Party Girl's Roommate4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She peeked around the corner at her new roommate, and had only talked to the girl on the phone. Her name was what? It was Willow! She remembered thinking it was an odd coincidence, Willow and Oaklee. She swung the door open and threw her hands up. "Hello!" she said in her sing-song voice, "Nice to meet you roomie."
The smile she wore and the excitement she had were fortunately covering up her surprise. Oaklee was good at that sort o
The RaveThe bass was pumping and multi-hue lights flashed and strobed over the gyrating mass of dancers at the dance floor encircling the central island bar. Tomas took a long drag from his smoke and casually exhaled as he looked over the crowd. This was his place, more than simply being the owner, it was his natural environment The Fulcrum was a large converted warehouse with the capacity of a couple hundred and tonight the place was jam packed with partygoers. He dressed casually compared to the rest of the crowd, a simple bright red button up shirt and black slacks in contrast to the scantily or elaborately dressed patrons. He swept back his brownish red hair, tied back into a pony tail which matched the rest of his fur. A small smirk showed on his short snot and his wolfish ears pointed forward as he saw Capri, his girlfriend work her way through the crowd towards him, his teeth just showing.The Rave6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Capri had a much more serene vibe than Tomas flamboyant rogueish looks. She was petite but voluptu
Filly Fantasy VIIFew paid any notice as yet another train rolled its way along the top of the massive divider wall, one of many that divided the city into numbered sectors. As far as anyone was concerned, it was just another shipment of materials and personnel headed for the old #1 reactor that stood at the city's northern edge.Filly Fantasy VII3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two ponies stood guard alongside the track as the train slowed to a halt near the power plant, neither suspecting that anyone would be so bold as to launch an attack on such a vital facility. Neither noticed the ponies concealing themselves along the length of the engine or the fuel car until it was too late.
The first of the guards had only begun to react to the sudden appearance of a turquoise Unicorn when he found himself thrown through the air, his head impacting the side of the train engine with sufficient force to send him straight into unconsciousness. When the second guard rushed to help his comrade, a sudden kick to the side
The Pregnant EscortThe Pregnant Escort6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The pregnant escort
Authors Note: This is strictly a work of fiction. Though it would be cool if it could happen. Rated PG since there are no real naughty bits in it. (If you feel it is too risqué, let me know and Ill change the rating) However, I doubt you should read this if you are under the age of 18 or 21 depending on your states laws. And yes, before I get spammed by people complaining for the lack of names. I stayed away from them to try something new this time. Names can sometimes be very annoying when reading a story. So here it is, I hope you enjoy. Just put on your imagination cap and away we go!
I hurried to the door, trying to straighten my tie and failing horribly, as I did so. I managed to nearly choke myself as I struggled to turn the knob on my apartment door. All thoughts of my discomfort vanished when I saw her.
Five foot four inches, long brown hair, the most gorgeous emerald eyes I
painIts like having the skin shredded from you're body. It bares the soul. All of its intricacies, its hidden depths, the parts you tried so hard to hide from everything and everyone, even from yourself, exposed to all, unable to stay covered. A volcano, magma pouring forth, rolling, tumbling down the mountain's rocky side, slipping and sliding to the ground, destroying everything in its path. And, with it, comes the tears, falling like rain from normally stony eyes, now bright and alive with the fresh pain they've discovered. There is nothing left to hide behind, no way to valiantly pretend you don't care. You're open, shown to the world and all of its cruelty, unsheathed, unprotected, unable to stop the torrent of emotions flowing through you. And still you never learn.pain9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
wristsSkinny wrists --wrists2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
these you notice first.
Her bones press
taut beneath skin,
stretching it thin
and beneath breath
you could eat her alive.
EmotionlessI only show you the outside,Emotionless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the inside. I'm broken.
I keep all my emotions bottled away,
you think I can't express them.
but I do. I want you to see that.
These are my emotions,
scared, hurt, angry, sad, happy.
Plenty more, but you can't see that.
You wanted my life,
my emotionless state, it's a curse.
I can't bear to show you my emotions,
my sorrows, my pain.
Always know just because you don't see the inside,
doesn't mean it's not there.
NarcissisticI have fallen in love with myselfNarcissistic8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
knowing that no one else will.
And I may have a sour attitude,
But my beauty strikes chills.
They say I’ll end out alone,
But who needs a man
When you’re pretty on your own?
It’s true, I’m full of myself.
But I can’t say I’ll change my ways.
I don’t see why I should settle
When no one will ever stay.
I’m alone, that’s that.
I’ve come to terms that I’m
worth as much as a nasty sewer rat.
I am stunning,
But my mind is gross.
I’m aware, and insecure of that fact,
So don’t blame me when I boast.
Don’t blame me for loving myself,
Because damn it, someone’s got to.
I don’t have an ounce of the potential
That I stage in front of you.
I have no potential,
No love, no flame.
I’m truly bitter,
But only I’m to blame.
I blame myself for giving in
To the games you jesters play.
But please don’t hate me when
I send you far away.
I don’t need your l
Inflated revengeThe day seemed to be a normal one. Nothing bad happened. Nothing out of the ordinary. Same old, same old.Inflated revenge7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
That was the thought going through the head of this young vixen by the name of Kelly. She was a cute, young girl, somewhere around 17-18. She had short blond hair down to her shoulders, her breasts were around the B to C range, and she had a cute rear end that any guy would want. Kelly wore a black blouse, blue-jean like shorts going down to her knees, and although you really couldnt see it, wintergreen underwear.
At this point, Kelly was driving in her car; not really a fancy car, but a nice one either way. She had just gotten her license a few months ago, so she did her best to stay safe. Such a great day. No rain clouds or anything she said as she looked up at the sky, her hair blowing in the wind. Uh oh. Better pay attention. If I hit something, Ill never forgive myself. Unfortunately for Kelly, something jumped in front of her car. She tried
To Be An AlicornSweet Apple Acres was a busy place in the spring. Two young stallions walked the fields with plows in tow, while a mailpony dragged in shipments of seeds and tools, and a couple more ponies were visible amonst the apple trees. Adding to the general bustle was a visitor to the farm who gingerly stepped out of the sky, looked around, and opened the gate into the main homestead area. A filly, not quite yet a mare, with a light green coat and straw-colored hair and baskets strapped to her saddle had been trotting through the area, and noticed the visitor first. She stopped dead in her tracks, eyes as big as the moon.To Be An Alicorn3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, hello." the visitor said. "I'm here to see Applejack. Is she around?"
"G-great-granny Applejack?" the filly asked. The visitor paused, and nodded. The young pony kept her eyes on the visitor and pointed towards the barn. There, in a rocking chair, an ancient mare sat with a worn brown steltson covering her eyes. Her coat was gray but with a healthy sheen, a
DAYBREAKChapter 1: Glimpse; the FirstDAYBREAK5 years ago in Erotic More Like This
On this day, a bleak and dreary April the 6th, my generally unclouded quintessence was momentarily thrown into a convoluted fickle when I swiftly entered my local coffee shop. I was instantaneously given the indulgence of discovering that the cashier was fresh, that he was of the male species, and that he was exceedingly good-looking. Before I could even attempt to approach the counter in the graceful manner in which I always carried myself, I had to momentarily place my hand against my chest to feel my heartbeat, which was increasingly quickening with every heavy exhale that escaped my moist, parted lips; I had to make sure I was still alive, that I was still breathing and that this implausibly beautiful man wasnt an elaborate fantasy I had cooked up in my girlish, adolescent mentality in order to appease my crippling loneliness, more so my lack of gentleman company. As I observed the impossibly attractive man hand the first woman in line the
Wendy and the Pregnant PotionWendy and the pregnancy potion. By Ruben (email@example.com)Wendy and the Pregnant Potion8 years ago in Erotic More Like This
One day Wendy, a 18 year old blonde, walked into a curio shop in a small town. There were things hanging around the shop like dolls dressed up like witches on broom sticks and jars hold pretend things like eye of newt and lizard's brain.
Wendy then noticed a bottle. It had written on it "Petuna's Pregnancy Potion". She looked at the bottle, which looked just like one that they would put baby food in. Wendy tried to find ingredients list on the label, but couldn't find anything. All it said was to only take one teaspoon only. She laughed at this, but thought she might buy it anyway, just for a laugh.
She took the bottle over to the counter. The old lady, who looked like she was in her seventies picked up the bottle to look at the price tag.
"Careful with that" said the old lady, "or you'll end up like her." She pointed to a fourteen year old girl with a stomach which looked like she was 10 months pregnant.
"Don't worry" said
PossessedPossessed6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an organic demon
overwhelming her body
it's tendrils wrap around her
slowly taking her over
a parasitic plant
poisoning her mind
it's seeds rooted into her subconsious
slowly taking her over
a terrible nightmare
conquering her soul
it's darkness steals her spirit
slowly taking her over
she will be
i love himI love Himi love him9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I gaze down onto his sleeping face.
When I look at him,
I think that,
he's the most beautiful creature on this earth.
I can't imagine why,
why he would choose to stay with me.
He's so perfect.
He makes me laugh,
he makes me cry.
He makes me feel
what I've never felt before.
Every emotion comes alive.
I hold his hand
and never want to let go.
I can't imagine never having
I want to wake up every morning
and see that perfect face next to mine.
I want to feel what I'm feeling now with only him, and no one else.
I want to be a part of every
aspect of his life.
If I didn't have him,
I think I would stop breathing.
i love you Russell....
Social AnxietyThe closed, locked doorSocial Anxiety3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The cold, hard floor,
I know I've been here before.
I hear the noise,
The dreadful voice.
It seems I do not have a choice.
You don't understand.
You can't comprehend
The things that haunt me deep within.
FriendsLost in a sea of darknessFriends10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling low and very down
I see a pinpoint of light
That grows helping me to see the way
Through the maze of life
The comfort of the light surrounds me
And I feel the need to find its source
I look and search until finally
I find the origin
And realize that it's you
Helping me along when I really needed it
Guiding me through the dark
My dearest, oldest, wisest friend
Lifted me up to see
That life's not really all that bad
For this I'll always treasure you
And keep you're cheerful face in my thoughts
As I continue my journey and try
To help you in yours
Anxietythe mind attacksAnxiety2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a virus it ravages
the body responds
-legs that need to move
-digits that must act
destroy or be destroyed
When all is said and done,
Will I hurt myself?
Or will I hurt you?
Language of Spring-CleaningI wanted to sweep away the disappointment on her tongue.Language of Spring-Cleaning5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Somewhere there was a dustpan for this kind of fluency, clear plastic trash bags meant for the squished insects of forgotten phrases. I wanted to mop out the remains of frozen phonetics, wipe off the dead skin cells that clung like intonation around the corners of her eyes.
This was the language of spring-cleaning, the slick vowel-clusters of new magazine subscriptions and changed return addresses. This was the language of shock.
Doormatday by day I lay, takingDoormat6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
little notice of who treads upon
my fibers fill with dirt
carried to me, smeared
into my being. I don't mind
this fact; experience has faded
Women's loveThe best way to Please a WomanWomen's love4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Is to Touch Her Heart
Before Her Body
Landing on Point Rain Part 2Landing on Point Rain Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone just stared at the young clone as he stood there pointing at Captain Rex who was momentarily but equally startled as the rest at the sudden challenge.
Yularen Now really do we even have time for this?
Unduli Indeed we must . . .
Washu You asked if he is capable. How long until we are within Geonosis?
Yularen We will be entering the planet's atmosphere in twenty minutes.
She pulled out a timer of some sort from her coat.
Washu Perfect the time limit will be ten minutes; as I will need to leave before we are within the atmosphere.
Unduli . . . . . I assume it would be quick then?
Ahsoka (To Toboe) But are you sure you want to fight him? I mean Rex
The Drow's Tale, part 2The Drow's Tale, part 29 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
... continued from http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15391732/
They let me go again.
On the way back, a dozen thoughts whirled in my mind. First and foremost of them was that Alak was dead. With Sinafay's help, I could try and put in my bid for power, for command of our camp. With a priestess behind me, nobody would dare to oppose me.
I thought of the two humans. My drow perception of the world insisted they were stupid beings, having let me go twice, on nothing else but my word that I would not harm them, or that I would return and bring help. Stupidity meant that my word was not binding.
But then I thought of Tal, who had been very cautious where I was concerned, and had not seemed stupid in the least. I thought of the power I had felt in the old man, and power was never stupid. I thought of his smiles, of the way he had treated me, guardedly, but always benignly.
I would assume power of the camp, and I would find a way to bring Sinafay out to the druid, to see I she could heal h