tIMEtickstIME2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tock t h e
tick as it
with every second
tock and when he grows
tock he will stop it tick
Civil Disobedience"Let me advise you, my dear young friend-nay, let me warn you with all seriousness-that should you leave these rooms you will not by any chance go to sleep in any other part of the castle. It is old, and has many memories, and there are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely. Be warned! Should sleep now or ever overcome you, or be like to do, then haste to your own chamber or to these rooms, for your rest will then be safe. But if you be not careful in this respect, then "Civil Disobedience3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
~ * ~
Jonathan was not a brazen man. He wasn't on par with some of the men he'd gone to school with, the ones who dived off treacherous cliffs and swam with enormous and carnivorous fishes to entertain themselves. He was usually content to spend a day seated in a
Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 1Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Forever Hetalian Fangirl
“Aaah, hitofude de, miru subarashii sekai…” You sang the words of the ending song as you closed your eyes, imagining every scene ever created in Hetalia, your hand looping and swaying through the air as you did, as if you were conducting it. “Nagagutsu de kanpai da…”
Putting some effort into the last couple of words, you smiled cheerily and let out one last shout of: “Hetalia!” Then you let out an exhausted cheer as episode 10 of the first season was ended.
“… Now… on to the next episode.” You glanced up at the clock. It was already 10:42 PM, but that didn’t really matter… it was the Saturday, after all, and you’d been waiting all the week to be able to just lie back, relax, and watch Hetalia all day. Well, not all day--there were still other things to do, such as the terrible amount of homewo
Skanes bio thingy o3oSkanes bio thingy o3o1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Helga Ingrid Oxenstjerna (formerly Køhler)
Real Age: around 1600
Languages: Danish, English and Swedish
Hair: Short, blonde
Height: 170 cm
Cup Size: C
Other: She has blue hairpins, before 1720 she had red ones
Skåne is very friendly, most of the time cheerful and kind of childish and fierce.
She is also quite the rebel as well as bold and audacious.
There's a lot of horses in Skåne and she has three of them.
She isn't as heavy drinker like her brother but she sure does like her Vodka*
She had Sweden buy her a car after she moved out from his house, otherwise she's have long way to walk to Copenhagen from her house in the infa
Thank you...Thank you...Thank you...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For making me laugh when I wanted to cry
For helping me live when I wanted to die
For being with me when I feared being alone
For holding my hand and walking me home
We were two parts of one mind
Finished the other's sentences
But now you're gone, no end my words ever find
But secretly I know you're not really dead
You're just living in my head.
You were one of the best friends I ever found
And I will miss you for every single day that I have left.
I hope you find happiness wherever you are, and I'm sorry you couldn't find it in this life.
Wing's OC Creation GuideDEFINITION;Wing's OC Creation Guide7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To start, Im gonna educate you guys on exactly what a Mary/Gary Sue is. (We all have to learn somewhere, after all ) Generally speaking, these are characters that are too perfect to be believable. Theyre the ones that are the smartest, prettiest, strongest, fastest, most charismatic person in the world and who have no flaws whatsoever. The main character usually falls in love with them on sight, and vice versa.
The terms also being used to apply to the characters in plots that have been used so many freakin times that its BEYOND overkill. An example of this is the New-Halfa-Comes-To-Town thing you see every other fanfic. Im not trying to offend anyone who writes these kinds of stories, but you have to understand that after a while, these things get monotonous, and fanfic-readers tend to appreciate a little more creativity then that.
At any rate, these are the characters you want to avoid creating, and to help you I
-she knew he was a grave, but she buried herself in him anyway.-8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black Label rough draft scriptThe Deathlings: Black LabelBlack Label rough draft script5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
© 2010 Ian Struckhoff
Summary - A Deathling, The Nameless Cowboy, breaks into a series of apartments in the City of Fog, looking for something. Once he discovers the right place, he leads a group of refugees there-- and we see that he chose it as a safe place well-stocked with cigars, whiskey, water, and a bit of food. (Cowboys and Zombies!)
Black Label -
The Man with No Name - (TMWNN in this script) - A Deathling who used to be a cowboy. He's gruff, unshaven, and scarred. He doesn't have a name, but he does have guns.
The Undead - Hordes of zombies and other undead. They range from the recently-dead, to the horrifically rotting, to skeletons. Can also include undead fantasy creatures, vampires, wraiths, etc.-- but only rarely if at all in this story.
The Refugees - Five pour lost souls lost in a world of fog and zombies. Ideally, it shouldn't be entirely clear whether they are modern poor people or medieval peasants. Just that they are poor
Bill Kaulitz QuotesNo matter how sick she is or how bad she's looking at the moment, you still see her as the most beautiful person in the world. And if you're really in love, you don't care about all the other girls that are standing in line for you. You don't want another night with any person. You just want her.Bill Kaulitz Quotes5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
We are definitely four good reasons not to have children
You know...being on stage..in front of so many fans, is the best thing in the whole wide world
When Tom and I were young, we could stay up and go out later than most kids our age but we never misused it. I never came back home drunk and threw up on my mothers feet
Always remember, believe in today, believe in tomorrow, believe in yourself, and whatever happens, don't jump."
And the next song is a very personal song. I wrote this one to just give some help. And I just wanted to say, whatever happens... believe in you, believe in life, believe in tomorrow, believe in everything you do, any time. And this is Don't Jump.
I choose red because
I'm sorry I never loved youI'm sorryI'm sorry I never loved you8 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm sure you want
that to mean alot of things
but in truth it means one
I'm sorry I never loved you
not in the way
you would've wanted me to
not in the way you needed me to,
I'm sorry I loved the ideal
of you and me
the wonderful beauty that
be birthed from our attractions
more than I loved the person
within that fantasy.
I'm sorry I forced
the delusion of perfection
upon you and held
you to those
of my selfish imagination.
I'm sorry that I placed
the necessity of us
above the desires of you.
that I wasn't the guy you deserved
and that I wasted my few chances
with someone as wonderful as you.
I'm sorry I never loved you
till you were already gone.
Vampiric Insomnia -VampiRed-Mike couldn't sleep.Vampiric Insomnia -VampiRed-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The lead Vamp didn't know why. He just couldn't sleep. The land of peaceful slumber just wouldn't come.
There was a cure for his insomnia however; located fight next to him in the bed and wearing a pair of black silk pajamas (courtesy of Mike). Unable to hide a smirk, Mike gently poked the silk clad other's shoulder.
"Dyl Dyl, wake up baby."
Dylan moaned, swatting the hand away. "Knock it off."
Mike chuckled, poking his lover's shoulder again. "Dylan "
Another poke. "Dyl-"
"Mike!" the small Goth whined, curling up into his side of the bed.
The Vamp smiled and snaked his arms around his boyfriend's waist, pulling him closer. "I can't sleep."
"Then why the fuck did you wake me up?" Dylan complained, curling up against the much warmer Mike.
"Because I wanted to cuddle."
"Will a nice hot cup of coffee make it all better?"
" It better be piping hot when I get up. With extra creamer."
"Anything else, darling?"
DA Name, comp! 30 points!Fancy winning yourself 30 points? - Just submit me a name!DA Name, comp! 30 points!3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I'm a photographer, although I really enjoy writing little stories, poems, and other small pieces. I'd love to make myself another deviantART Account to submit my writing and expand as a writer & also take some photographs that match my stories.
If you think you know what my new account could be called then Suggest your entry below!
Maximum 3 enteries per DA Account.
Winner is picked by me
the deadline is 26/01/2012
GermanyxReader Birthday GirlGermanyxReader Birthday Girl2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Please Luddy!" You pouted up at the tall German. He scowled, crossing his arms.
"I don't know ____. I really don't like people in zere." His cheeks turned pink.
You stared at him.
He stared back.
"Jesus Luddy. It's not like it's your porn closet. It's just your kitchen." You huffed, rolling your eyes.
His face flushed red. "I don't have a....... FINE." He moved so you could walk past him. You smirked, waltzing into his kitchen.
You had come to Ludwig's mainly because he had the best equipped kitchen you had ever seen. And you liked to have everything at your finger tips when baking a cake.
Who was the cake for?
You of course. It was your birthday.
"Oh, um Happy Birzday ______." Ludwig held out a tiny package. "Feliciano und I got zis for you."
You hugged the big man, smiling. "Thanks Luddy, you really didn't have to do that!"
He blushed, mumbled something, then left the room. You opened the p
Too BeautifulToo Beautiful3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was always the same. Wake, travel, eat, battle, fly, sleep. Was it ever gonna change?
I was back in Unova to see Rose again. I went to the Ferris Wheel to wait. And wait. And wait.
"Did ya hear? The Champion is gonna sing at the Pokémon Center tonight!" someone said.
"You mean Rose?" another asked.
"The very one!"
So she beat Alder and became the champion. Good for her.
'N?!' a Pokémon said. I turned and saw a Ponyta walking up to me.
"Yes?" I asked kneeling down.
'Won't Rose be surprised to see you!' the Ponyta said.
"Can she hear you guys now?" I asked. The Ponyta shook it's head.
'No, but if we are in a really good mood then she tries to fugure it out,' the Ponyta said smiling. 'Rose is over at the gym talking to Elesa. Rose always seems to be talking to her or the other female gym leaders, or it's the ninja gym leader.'
"Really?" I said surprised that she wasn't at the Pokémon League.
'Really. She crys at night too,' the Ponyta said. 'Well, I better get back. Don'
whywhy must we dream,why3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when in life their are hardly any,
when we awake,
we wish for sleep,
but in sleep we wish for awake,
wouldnt it be better to be in between,
to be happy, and to know that it is real,
not a dream
Win yourself some points!C O N T E S TWin yourself some points!3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
I'm really bored, and I have a few points lounging around that I'd like to give away to people if they can win my contest.
All you have to do is unscramble the words. ~ these words are related to me
here we go..
- n a c o n
- g r p t p y o h o a h
- t a r u n e
- s m i n a l a
- d a t e l i
- d a c p e l n s a e
- c o t b e o r
- p e h l o e o t t
- c m a o r
- t u f r e r e n d s v o f a r
- m i a l l w i
it has things to do with my personal life, my hobby, my deviantart life and my outside life.
20 points to the winner.
10 points to second place.
5 points to third place.
20 points - AngelArt123
10 points - YellowHusky23
5 points - Jazz-girl-4ever
SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch3SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What's written in -...- means a person talking.
I should apologize that my stories has a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes, but that's just something I can't control So I APOLOGIZE about it
Please don't get angry about it..!
SasuHina. Encounter: Hidden Secret. Ch3.
The more Hinata thought about it, the scarier it got Why would Uchiha Sasuke bother her with things like these? Why would he want to make Hinata fall for him?
It was useless anyway as Hinata was more attracted to the nature of the person, not to the appearance. And Hinata was really well informed about the kind of guys Sasuke was She had to work with a lot of them.
-Hime, would you please hurry up? Her thoughts interrupted Kurenai. Hinata was already for fifteen minutes taking a rest and drinking coffee. She was standing on the balcony and looking at the nice view from tenth floor.
-Yes, I will be right there. Hinata answered and smiled. She ha
Creando un nuevo PersonajeEl siguiente artículo fue escrito basado en mi propia experiencia.Creando un nuevo Personaje5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
No digo que sea la verdad absoluta o que deben seguir todos mis pasos porque si no sus personajes no sirven. NO!.
Simplemente comparto con ustedes lo que aprendí cuando fui RPC y estuve inmersa en ese mundo.
CREANDO UN NUEVO PERSONAJE:
Un nuevo personaje es algo más complejo que solo dibujar una monita o monito X y darle camisa y falda/pantalón para que no esté desnudo/a. Hay muchos más detalles que cuidar detrás de la apariencia.
Este artículo será un poco largo, y constará de varias "secciones", además de que estará enfocado a los famosos RPC's que tan de moda estuvieron en su tiempo, principalmente del fandom de Naruto, pero tengan en cuenta que los consejos aqui presentados pueden ser aplicados en cualquier otro fandom diferente.
Antes de continuar, aclaremos diferencias para evitar futuras confusiones:
RPC: Es el acrónimo de "Role Play Character", es decir, un personaje que se utiliza para lo que no
101 Ways To Kill your teachers 101 Ways To Kill Your Teachers101 Ways To Kill your teachers6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*dont try this at home*
*try it at a friends house or at school*
1. Poison their coffee/tea
2. Ask them to help you, when they bend over, stab them
3. When they are on duty accidentally throw a rock at their head
4. Shoot them
5. Hide at the back of the classroom and shoot them
6. Poison their apple/lunch
7. Shoot them with a poisonous dart
8. Put a length of wire on the door when their about to walk in
9. Put a guillotine on their office door
10. Do a project on the guillotine and ask the teacher to help demonstrate how it works
11. Push them out of a window at the top H or M block
12. In science accidently spill deadly poison on them
13. In science accidently set them on fire
14. In Society and History make a model catapult and practice aiming
15. Practice archery in class
16. Practice your new circus act knife throwing and ask for a volunteer
17. In PE - Baseball
18. Accidently stab them in
Mi BebeManuel pov...Mi Bebe4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hace mucho tiempo que conozco a diego, diría casi que fue a la primera persona que conocí, aun recuerdo cuando vivía con abuela Mapuche y salía a jugar al bosque que quedaba cerca de la ruca en la que solía vivir, me encantaba ese lugar, tan frondoso, lleno de vegetación y animales, bellos paisajes, y horizontes majestuosos ensombrecidos por la enorme y blanca cordillera de los andes.
Mi abuela solía decir que cuando jugara no me alejase tanto, pero desde muy pequeño decía que me se cuidar perfectamente y le desobedecía, no me gustaba ni aun me gusta, ser sometido por nadie, yo era libre y hacia lo que quería.
Un día de esos desperté muy temprano en la mañana, salí de mi ruca y pude apreciar el bello día que era, entonces tome unas provisiones y algo en donde llevarlas, y me dispuse a caminar tan lejos como mis pequeños pero fuertes pies me lo p
Distractions|NorwayxReaderDistractions|NorwayxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Request for otaku-wolfs-xD
"Cupcakes?" you shrieked, horrified. Your fist clenched around the used-to-be perfect assignment sheet. "It's the first day of school, and we're going to make cupcakes?!"
Your friend, Eliza, rubbed your back sympathetically. "Well, I know you absolutely suck at cooking, but at least it couldn't get worse than this, right?" she said with an encouraging smile.
You were about to agree when your eyes drifted to the seating charts. Then you felt like you wanted to die all over again. Your jaw nearly unhinged, not believing what you saw. "(y/n)?" Eliza asked in an concerned tone.
You grabbed the arm of your Hungarian friend, dragging her to a quieter part of the corridor. "I have to sit next to Lukas!" you whisper-shouted. A massive blush spread across your cheeks.
Eliza sucked her teeth, throwing her arms in the air. "Well, now it can't get worse." you groaned. Eliza raised an eyebrow. "I thought you liked Luk
ImageAn image is fluidImage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and refuses to stagnate.
As you see it, it changes,
ever after different,
no more what you once perceived.
Eight parts of ten,
muscles hard as stone
dance under caramel canvas.
Three shy on twenty,
a pale expanse covers
hills of goo.
insults like water on duck feathers,
now sits in tears,
unable to cope.
Outgoing and eccentric,
is soon hidden and tamed.
The flamboyant joy
turns to a shell of one's self.
The image of an author
changes every day.
Gone is the stable,
welcome, the quaking.