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Justin Law x Reader 11 Visions of Mystery, The Team Holds Strong?Justin Law x Reader 111 year ago in Romance More Like This
. “Wait, what happened?” You asked, suddenly remembering the entire fight. Stein simply smiled as he started to walk out of the room. “I’ll explain once I get everyone in here.”
It took me a while to calm down even after Dr. Stein came in to the fight. The small girl Atone quickly lifting (Y/n)’s small fragile body and placing it onto that black beast Tod. I had almost forgotten about Leif, (W/p), and the damned witch as I stared at (Y/n)’n unconscious body. Stein tightly gripped my shoulder, pulling out one of my headphones in the process. “I understand that you are worried about (Y/n), I am too, but you need to get rid of that Kishin egg. I’ll take care of (Y/n).” I tried to ignore the storm of emotions that were welling up in my chest as I nodded, lunging at the Kishin. He would pay for tou
11 paradojas del Grafic Desing11 paradojas del Grafic Desing5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
En los siguientes párrafos, leeremos toda una serie de paradojas.
1) No hay tal cosa como malos clientes: sólo malos diseñadores.
A nosotros nos encanta culpar a nuestros clientes por un trabajo pobre. Cuando los proyectos se vuelven amargos, siempre es la culpa del cliente -- nunca nuestra --. Por supuesto que hay malos clientes. Pero diseñadores tratándolos mal usualmente los convierten en malos clientes. Como diseñadores, terminamos con los clientes que merecemos.
2) La mejor forma de aprender a ser un mejor diseñador gráfico es convertirse en cliente.
En las pocas ocasiones en que he pagado por un diseño gráfico, he aprendido más sobre ser un diseñador que en cualquier otra cosa que haya hecho. Es sólo al encomendar a otros diseñadores que descubrimos que muchos de nosotros no somos muy buenos en articular lo que hacemos o cómo trabajamos. Para muchos clientes, l
Health and Love part 1Health and Love part 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
A dramatic love story starring Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy
The day had begun like any other before it for Fluttershy. That is until she got a wonderful surprise visit from a certain special somepony.
Her rooster Filibuster had made it his mission that Fluttershy would greet the day as per usual along with the rising sun. After rubbing the waning memories of her dreams from her eyes she drifted down to her kitchen to start simmering a pot of alfalfa soup. As she carefully added the savory and basil into the pot she realized she decided to try something a little more bold that morning; so she indulged herself with a single sprinkle of nutmeg for a bit of extra spike.
Fluttershy turned the burner to low so it could simmer while she tended to her pet chickens in the yard. By the time she reached the coup with the feedbag resting on her back Filibuster was already strutting about the pen. He seemed to be putting on a show for
To Court the Shy Heart (Chapter 1)It was a sunshine-filled afternoon in the village of Ponyville. To be precise, it was the first day of Spring, and the day after the annual Winter Wrap-Up. The flowers were in full bloom, the sky was clear (compliments of Rainbow Dash), and the animals that resided around a small cottage on the outskirts of the town have fully awoken from their wintry slumber.To Court the Shy Heart (Chapter 1)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This was Fluttershy's favorite time of year. To her, the colors of nature seemed more vibrant in the Spring. The sun seemed to shine brighter than ever before. It was hard to believe that this whole valley was covered with pure white snow just the day before.
Fluttershy was taking care of her animal friends. She had missed them dearly and was glad to get back into her usual rhythm.
As she strolled around her cottage, with her loyal pet Angel, she heard a familiar bouncing noise. She looked in the direction of the noise and saw a pink form coming from the horizon. She recognized this form very well; it was her dear friend Pinkie P
We're all a Little Scared Sometimes 1.We're all a Little Scared Sometimes 1.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A one-shot fanfiction on the MLP:FiM shipping pair, PinkieShy.
Fluttershy trotted down to Froggybottom Bog. She wanted to check on how the frog population had been doing, and if some needed to be moved. Timidly, she whispered into the murky water, "Come out little frogs. It's okay. It's just me, Fluttershy."
Soon, ribbits were heard all around her. "Slow down little frogs," she whispered hesitantly. "I can't count you all at once! One, two, three.."
"Hiya Fluttershy!" called an energetic voice. Suddenly, a rocketing pink figure burst out of the bushes and landed uptop the timid yellow pegasus.
"EEK!" Fluttershy screamed. "Who, w-what?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?" It was Pinkie Pie.
"Yes, and you made me loose count," replied Fluttershy curtly. "I was checking how many frogs were in Froggybottom Bog, and if they needed to be moved."
Fluttershy stared back at Pinkie, trying to be mad. But, as usual, she couldn't. There was just something about her that made Fluttershy fe
One True Pairing - Nepeta x Reader DrabbleYou watched as Nepeta giggles at Karkat's flustered expression of his newfound nickname, "Karkitty".One True Pairing - Nepeta x Reader Drabble2 years ago in Settings More Like This
You forced a light laugh along with her.
Until she starts nuzzling her nose against his cheek.
Your laugh falters, watching enviously. That would've been you, Nepeta nuzzling against you instead of Karkat. If only you were in Karkat's place, then you would be the one for the cat troll's eyes. What does she see in that nubby-horned troll when he doesn't even want anything to do with her?
You were one of Nepeta's best friends she could ever had, besides Equius of course.
You love her silly antics, her laugh, her voice, her cute appearance, her cat-like tendencies, almost anything about her. You also love to roleplay with her and help her update her shipping wall. Every now and then, you would look at the matespriteship section. You would love to see a new shipping of you and the cat troll.
You were snapped out of your thoughts when Nepeta exclaimed, "Be right back! I'm gonna throw my lunc
Pesterlog: Jade X KarkatCURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board TEAM FUCKASS.Pesterlog: Jade X Karkat3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
CCG: HI JADE.
CURRENT gardenGnostic [CGG] RIGHT NOW responded to the memo.
CGG: password, please!!!
CCG: HERE I AM TRYING TO BE ALL POLITE, AND YOU ASK ME FOR THE FUCKING PASSWORD?
CCG: THE ONE TIME IN MY LIFE WHEN I GO OUT OF THE WAY TO BE NICE TO A HUMAN, AND LOOK WHERE IT FUCKING GETS ME.
CGG: sorry. password!
CCG: THIS IS IMPORTANT. LOOK AT THE TIMELINE, YOU CAN SEE I'M FROM RIGHT NOW.
CCG: I REALLY NEED A FAVOR.
CGG: uh well, what kind of favor?
CCG: I REALLY NEED SOMEONE TO AUSP
CCG: I MEAN, MEDIATE
CCG: BETWEEN ME AND MYSELF.
CGG: i really did not expect that, karkat!
CGG: idk if i would make a very good mediator
CGG: especially because the last time we had a three-way conversation, it ended in a shouting match
CGG: one of you trying to kill the other, one of you trying to kill me, and me yelling my head off! :O
CCG: NO, THAT WAS PERFECT.
CCG: I NEED SO
No Tears -Dirk/Jake-"Say, what was all that at the diner about?"No Tears -Dirk/Jake-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your name is Dirk Strider and wow is he really this stupid? Or are you just not already making it apparent enough? Either way, you say nothing and continue staring out the window.
Jake prods you in the ribs with his fingers. "Come on now Dirk, answer me! We've already had this discussion before, you ca-"
"-n tell me anything, yeah." You finish, rolling your eyes. Some things just can't be told.
"Then why won't you assuage my curiousity, Strider?" Jake asks, and you refuse to look at him.
"Jake, please just leave me alone." You say, forehead bumping against the car's window.
"You're acting off tonight." Jake comments, settling back into his seat and looking at the back of Jane's seat.
Things had been much quieter in the car once Roxy'd been dropped off, but it was nearly too quiet now. Jane had fallen asleep and it was just you and Jake, the latter pestering you to death about your behavior.
You take to picking at the skin around your fingern
Wally x Reader: Ready for AnythingIt wasn’t like I thought Wally couldn’t take care of himself, because he really could, and he had proved it over and over again. It was just that his physical health had always been poor at best, and dismal at worst. His parents constantly fretted over his decision to become a pokemon trainer, but he had improved greatly once he had pokemon partners. Every so often, however, his health would rapidly decline; usually after something particularly exciting or stressful. He didn’t want his parents to find out and make him come home, so I (being his best friend ever since we had met several months ago) always flew to his aid. This time, beating Brawly was his trigger.Wally x Reader: Ready for Anything7 months ago in Romance More Like This
I was in the middle of preparing for the Slateport City contest when my pokenav rang. I set down the bow I was putting on my Delcatty to see who was calling.
Call from: Wally
I cursed under my breath, my heartbeat picking up. There was a 50/50 chance that he was either calling me to celebrate a win, or
Zack's ChocoboZack's Chocobo3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sephiroth, Sephiroth, Sephiroth!" a loud voice called through the thick, closed door and mercilessly shattered the previous peaceful silence in the general's office.
The silver haired man ignored his SIC with the weak hope it would make him go away faster. It never did before, but as the saying goes:
'The hope dies last'.
And maybe, if he was really really quiet and didn't make a sound, maybe the puppy would think no one is in here, and would leave to find someone else to distract and annoy with whatever has him exited now.
'Knowing the puppy, it's probable a bone. Or a squeaking rubber chicken.'
But failing to answer or inviting him in had never stopped Zack from entering a room anyway. On the contrary, normally it just encourages him to try even harder.
To be true, not even trowing him through the closed d
OctaviaAndTheDoctor PrologueIt was fast. Whatever it was, it was fast. Fast and filled with a rage too powerful for its own good.OctaviaAndTheDoctor Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At first, the gray pony didn't even notice the thing was there. She heard a small scratching sound near the floorboards around her hooves, sure, but she wrote it off as the creaking of her old home blowing in the wind or something, for she was too preoccupied to do anything about it. It was a rather bland place, her home was. The walls were a simple eggshell white, which was fading from the wear of the years, and the floors were no more than bare, brown boards. The only decorations were the multiple sheets of music that enveloped the floor, each one displaying a different, classical song written by praised classical songwriters. There was a single stool in the middle of what appeared to be the living room, which sat right next to a large, contrabass. Also in the living room was a coffee table made of glass, a small, unused television set, a tiny, two pony couch with a
Reasons We Love Homestuck“Reasons we love H O M E S T U C K.”Reasons We Love Homestuck10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do this love this web comic, you ask?
Maybe it’s just the way the fandom rolls,
or how mean Andrew Hussie trolls.
It could possibly be Eridan’s accent (WWyeh?)
or even Feferi’s keyboard trident. (---E)
Some people say it’s Equius’ broken bows and arrows, ( D →)
but what about Nepeta’s meows and roleplays? (:33 <)
We really do love Sollux’s lisp,
and also when Karkat’s pissed. (FUCKASS!)
Including Kanaya's fabulous lipstick,
it's also Rose's amazing magic.
How about when Dave starts rapping
and Jade Harley begins napping?
We love Vriska’s eight-pupiled eye,
and how John is such an adorable guy.
Or maybe it’s with all the sprites
or how prospit glows bright.
Can’t forget about Derse’s darkness
or Gamzee and all his soberness. (WHOOPS.)
There’s also this thing with Tav and stairs
which he t
Vati!Germany X Child!Reader ~ Pwetty Pwease...~ A/N, You are five years old in this story. And this was inspired by an ad I saw on the TV. Inspiration can come from strange things... And there's currently a blackout, so I'm getting sh*t done whilst I don't have internet... ~Vati!Germany X Child!Reader ~ Pwetty Pwease...1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You loved to bother your Vati, being the demanding, confident, yet innocent child you were. You knew how busy your father always was, and it was your job to bug him. Oh the reaction, the sweet reaction you got from him. You loved to see your Vati's red face in anger and frustration from his sweet little (f/n).
You skipped down the large hall in your (f/c) frilled dress, little polished shoes tapping against the also polished floor, as you sung a sweet tune which echoed throughout the large residence of the Beilschmidt family. Which consisted of yourself, Vati, and Uncle Gilbert.
You knew that your Vati would be in his office, doing paperwork of some sort. You rarely saw him in any other room, except from when he came to tuck you into your bed. Unless he
Move Along Chp. 1Move Along Chp. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Move Along Chp. 1
By: DolphinBuster starring: Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and others
It’s been a crazy and hectic day here at Sugarcube Corner; a lot of ponies have been coming by to buy chocolate and other scrumptious treats for Hearts and Hooves Day. Cinnamon hearts…pink, red, and white cupcakes topped with tiny heart sprinkles, and conversation hearts; ya know! Those delicious heart shaped candies with phrases like, ‘I love you’, and ‘will you be mine?’!
Holy molly, we sure sold tons of those. They seem to be the most popular at the moment. Which isn’t really THAT big of a shock; they usually sell the most every year.
So yeah! Sugarcube Corners been busy, so I haven’t been able to get much of a break from working. Which totally isn’t fun, but don’t me wrong; No, no! I really do love working with the Cakes, and spreading joy by selling candy to the residents of Ponyville, and the few ponies that stray into town from time to
neptune gave him his eyes.You gave me all you had but i amneptune gave him his eyes.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
ten times more broken than ever before.
people will tell me to move on and get a life
but i don't know how to do that without
mother told me never to fall in love with a
boy with the eyes of neptune,
but i couldn't help but kiss the saltwater tears away from his
the fates wouldn't be cruel as to take you away
i think i was meant to love you forever [would they?]
remember, 9 years old my daddy died
And you held me in the pouring rain.
oh the battles we fought together [i took that knife for you]
and you ran, ran, never let me go
but then they took you away and left me with
butterflies of shadows erupting from my bloody chest that
used to hold your heartbeat
i wish i wish
gods do you remember
me staring at your broken body
and you staring at my broken heart
don't go don't go
but it's all over now.
i found a place to call home in the warmth of your arms,
in the happiness in your laugh
i will break free.i. remember the songs you loved to play all the time on your violini will break free.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I told the musicians to play them at your funeral.
Just to let you know, okay?
ii. woke up at 4 am with waterfalls down my cheeks
and your arms weren't there to comfort me
iii. i came back up from underneath
but the oceans in your eyes are dimmed now
they're sinking my soul down deep, and I am the only one who knows i am drowning.
iv. all alone now
Daddy's forever dead and mother's forever alive
v. can't breathe, can't breathe
it's too late, it's too late now
So I'm giving up, giving up now
vi. I think I still feel your last heartbeat ringing in my ears from when i
pressed my salt-stricken face to your bloody chest
vii. never thought there would be a last
viii. with tears streaking down my face
last time i kissed your lips
Dirk and Dave Strider X Reader: Part 2.[[I THINK THIS ONE IS GOING TO BE REALLY SHORT. LET'S JUST SEE HOW I FEEL WHILE I'M WRITING.]]Dirk and Dave Strider X Reader: Part 2.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As Dave and yourself continued to walk, he looked up and noticed how close you were to his apartment. "Hey, my apartment building is right there." He pointed at it and looked at you. You blinked. "Woah, really? That's where I live!" He raised an eyebrow and smiled a little, totally thinking of a devious idea. He looked away and smirked. "Hey, why don't you come over and chill out? I've got nothing to do." He peaked at you from the corner of his sunglasses as you started to blush again. 'Oh gog, oh gog. What should I say?!' You thought to yourself. You looked down and then up at him. "Sure, sounds cool." You were blushing and smiling. 'Why the hell not?' You thought. 'I can meet Dirk and play some Xbox. It'll be fine..' You laughed softly to yourself as you walked up to the apartment building entrance.
"Me and my Bro's apartment is on the ninth floor. Wanna take th
Britannia Angel ProfileBritannia Angel Profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Country Personification: Great Britain
Angel name: Britannia
Actual name: Arthur Kirkland aka Artie
Human age: 23
Attributes: medium height, petite, pale skinned, messy mop style blonde hair, emerald green eyes, huge eyebrows and a large pair of pure white wings with a blue tint to them.
Type of Angel: Guardian Angel
About the character:
Britannia aka Arthur is shy and quiet towards people he doesn't know, but once he gets to know you, he will act completely different. Arthur also has amnesia (see "How he became an Angel" ) so he will find a lot of things surprising and ask if they are "magic" as the Brit loves anything to do with magic. He often wears a toga as he claims it's the easiest thing to wear while having his wings out. Arthur had also decided to return to earth but again, he cannot remember why he did. (See "Why he returned to Earth"). The Brit was also dating the American, Alfred F. Jones before he died.
How he became an Angel:
Arthur first became an angel after the British
Jake x Reader - Little AdventurerYou sat on tall hill covered in beautiful flowers. It wasn’t just you on the hill; however, there was also your boyfriend, Jake. The two of you were watching the sunset behind the mountains that surrounded your town. This is what you guys did everyday. It was romantic and it always gave you guys something to talk about.Jake x Reader - Little Adventurer2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Isn’t it pretty?” You said dreamily, watching the sky turn dark orange.
Jake slipped his arm around your waist. “Not as pretty as you.” To seal the deal, he gave you a small kiss on the cheek. You felt your face heat up. You rested your head on his shoulder.
“One day, I’m going to climb over those mountains with you,” You whispered, “and then we’ll go adventuring together.”
“Remember [Name], adventuring is dangerous.”
You sighed. “But Jake, you tell me about your adventures all the time. If it’s so dangerous, why do you do it?”
Jake ruffled your [h/c] locks and c
dear depression,(master of the umbra)dear depression,11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i hate you.
broken whispers, lonely promises,
you are the worst of lovers, owning all, but
never seeming to be satisfied
even with your name branded scarlet into my wrists.
i am no longer the golden songbird as when you first met me,
you still hang onto me
raking across my heart like
my pen ripping across the bloodstained page, like
lightning across the skies, (vengeance
raining down from the gods i used to believe in)
"don't let them catch you,"
you breathed into my ears.
an ounce of life, in exchange for a cloak of darkness (i thought i'd only stay one night)
the fog was sluggish and deep.
so blinded, I hid
in the shelter you offered me
(i still hear those echoes)
my rib cages are my prison bars, my heart bound by these chains...
you chopped off my wings and left bleeding stumps
and told me i was never bound for the skies.
(shattered glass, lifeless eyes)
Set me free.
things that fall apart2:36, new york city, i canthings that fall apart6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
looking out your window,
watching the cars pass by instead of the waves, and
something isn't right, because there's ocean in your blood and
i anchor you.
you still believe in the girl i used to be, but
she's been gone longer than this white sky summer.