Hippogriff Amigurumi PatternBuckbeak the Hippogriff AmigurumiHippogriff Amigurumi Pattern4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Pattern by Bandotaku
You will need:
-F hook (main body), G hook (wings)
-Light gray yarn (head, wings, and upper body)
-Medium gray yarn (lower body and back legs)
-Dark gray yarn (front legs, beak, wing tips)
-Black yarn (hooves, tail)
-White or cream yarn OPTIONAL (for chest and upper-front-legs. It's m ore difficult to do, but it looks very pretty.)
-plastic safety eyes, approx. 12 mm. (felt or button eyes would also work)
Feel free to choose colors other than what I have directed. How about a brown hippogriff? A black one? Multi-colored?
Please make as many cute little hippogriffs as you'd like for you or your friends or sell them locally, but please do not sell them online.
The toe design I tweaked from this pattern http://sarselgurumi.blogspot.com/2011/05/toothless-amigurumi-pattern.html
The wings I borrowed from the same website, which was borrowed from a different source.
Because this is a free pattern, it has not been offici
Western OG: Light Up the SkyThere's a story people round here used to tell. People don't talk about it so much now. They act like they've forgotten, afraid of the truth in it. The only story no one ever tells, the only taboo in a city of sinners and scoundrels, burglars and bastards. Shame too, since it's a good one.Western OG: Light Up the Sky4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Mana glanced down at the small compass in her hand, with her eyes narrowed under a discerning brow, "we're still going west," she spoke to no one but herself.
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For my purposes, I will discuss Fine Art and Illustration, which is what I am most familiar with.
With fine art, the price tags can run incredibly high. This is where the price is most subjective, because something that is crap to one person is priceless in worth to another. Art speaks to all of us in different ways.
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His voice barely came out as a whisper. "It's you - you were behind everything, it's always been you!"
The detective grinned and took a step forwards, waiting for the criminal to blink.
He didn't have to wait long.
As soon as he did, Sherlock felt the air move behind him as multiple stone angels appeared, reaching out. Jim crawled backwards towards the wall, terrified, but Sherlock stayed where he was. Because they both knew that they wouldn't hurt him.
"It's been you all along, you you're on their side!"
Sherlock's grin faded slightly. He began to walk slowly towards Jim, and he crouched down so that his mouth was centimetres away from his ear. He could hear the criminal's breathing - unsteady and thi
HAPPY NEW YEARHAPPY NEW YEAR4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sherlock was already dressed and sitting in his armchair, reading, when John came downstairs for breakfast.
"How long have you been awake then?" John called from the kitchen, not even glancing in the detective's direction. Sherlock peered at the robed man over the top of his book and turned the page nonchalantly.
Sherlock's ears picked up the tell-tale chink of the kettle turning on before John started rummaging through the fridge for something even remotely edible.
"Sherlock, what happened to the fruit I bought yesterday?"
"I let Mrs Hudson use them for a pie she was making,"
John shut the refrigerator door with a snap and squeezed his eyes shut in silent frustration.
"So much for breakfast."
"There's a tub of cream cheese on the top shelf of the fridge,"
"Yeah, and would you consume an entire tub of cream cheese plain for breakfast?"
John just shook his head and turned the kettle off, tipping scalding hot liquid into his mug as he heard Sherlock turn
Dystopia! Chapter 1The MaskDystopia! Chapter 15 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Of all the people that could have been lurking in the filing room after hours, it had to be Doctor Harriet Huxley.
Ed held his breath as she prowled past the closet he was hiding in. He only saw a sliver of her through the crack in the door, a slightly denser blackness passing through the dim space, but there was no mistaking her for anyone else. None of the other reformation center personnel had been wearing dark clothes that day, and he thought he caught a blur of silver hair.
The footsteps paused once she was out of sight, and he closed his eyes. Keep walking, keep walking, I may never get this chance again...
The door shut with a quiet thud. Ed waited, his eyes still closed. It wasn't until he heard the snap of a lock and her footsteps fading from earshot that he eased the closet door open.
Filing cabinets loomed in rows like blocky soldiers standing at attention. Their ranks passed out of sight beyond the slots of his rest
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Year 845: After the Fall
Knees cradled to your chest and head buried in crossed arms, you sat in the furthest, most hidden corner of the dilapidated storage building.
The blood-curdling screams echoed in your mind and the fresh splatter of crimson blood replayed throughout you memory- like a broken record. The events of that day would run smoothly and the music would flow in a beautiful serene melody before inevitably the needle crossed the crack in the record, making your body tense and cringe in disgust and your mind flash with the reminder of pain caused by the titans.
Tears soon followed when the realization had set in of this path in life, this beautiful flowing music produced by the disk was now rotten and eerie from damage. Yet, it was impossible to throw the ruined record away, so it continued to play- smoothly and then scratching.
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TEXT: The Frauline and the FeyTEXT: The Frauline and the Fey4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young fey lord lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the lord was cold, selfish, and unkind to others. The only person he showed compassion to was his younger brother, whom he loved with all his frozen heart.
But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Laughing at her foolishness in seeking respite from the snow in a winter fey's home, the lord sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she stepped forward instead and warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for truth is oft concealed. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's guise melted away to reveal a sly demon.
The lord tried to drive the demon away, but it was too late, for he had gained the threshold of the castle and thereby power over all within. For his own amusement, the demon transformed the lord into a hideous beast and place
The Reference Ch. 3The ReferenceThe Reference Ch. 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 3: Questionable Impressions
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"Shut up," Shadow snapped.
"He's here if you want a look at him," Scourge said.
Shadow stared at him. "Really?"
"Yeah." Scourge nodded. "He's standing with Drake and Mephiles' mates."
Shadow rolled over to have a look. It didn't really matter, but he had to admit he was a little curious. There were three Carriers standing at the window, the silver one was Mephiles' mate, the lime green one was Drake's mate, and the blue one, he guessed, was his mate.
His mate was slim and weak-looking, his face was framed with a peach muzzle and he had cobalt quills that all went down instead of up like his own, and he couldn't tell because of the uniform but he guaranteed that he had peach arms and a peach chest, sorta like Scourge's. But the most striking feature about him had to be his eyes. Shadow had never seen
Lady of the LabyrinthLady of the LabyrinthLady of the Labyrinth4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
by: Ismira Daugene
Labyrinth (c) Henson & Froud
o O o O o O o
Sarah Williams sat on her bed, staring at the mirror on her vanity. Pictures of her mother and herself and news clippings of her mother's Broadway career decorated the white painted frame. It wasn't the pictures or clippings she was looking at though. Where normally there was her pale faced, dark haired reflection staring back at her, Sarah saw a man with a wealth of fair blond hair, his slanted eyes under winged eyebrows stared back into her hazel gaze. She slowly rose and moved toward the mirror; the man watched her approach, smirking. "What did you just say?" Sarah asked not believing that she was talking to people in mirrors in the first place.
"I asked if you are ready?" the man's cultured voice with a hint of a British accent repeated.
"Ready for what?" Sarah asked sitting in the chair before her vanity.
"Need I quote? 'Ev
Pocket Guide to Ba Sing SePocket Guide to Ba Sing SePocket Guide to Ba Sing Se4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
THE DEPARTMENT OF URBAN OCCUPATION, MINISTRY OF COLONIAL AFFAIRS
BA SING SE has been at war with the Fire Nation for one hundred years. During that time, she has resisted any attempt by our people to conquer her militarily. It was only by the cunning of Princess Azula and Prince Zuko that finally brought defeat to the Earth Kingdom's capital.
You and your outfit are now charged with overseeing the peaceful occupation of Ba Sing Se. It is in your hands that the Fire Lord has entrusted the safekeeping of our empire's crown jewel. While this mission is a military one, it is very different from the kind you may be used to, for your battlefield will be in the hearts and minds of the city's inhabitants.
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Tugger was standi
A Cat's Whisker AwaySherlock stretched a paw lazily, his claws catching on the silken pillow. Sherlock was not usually one for sleeping all day; usually he was out exploring the world. He was of Havana brown origin, but for some weird reason he had sleek black fur. The vets thought it was due to a rare genetic mutation.A Cat's Whisker Away3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'There goes John again, meowing his little ears off.'
John was a small Siamese cat, and was a loud little cat, and always trying to talk to everyone. But he was also vicious, and if he was human would be an excellent soldier. John and Sherlock were two cats that would not normally get along, but somehow they got along, and if any cat tried to hurt the other, one would fiercely defend their friend. Sherlock looks around and sees the meowing John on the chair in front of the fire. He then flicks his tail in his brother Mycroft's face, and Mycroft quickly responds by biting his tail. Mycroft was a pure bred Havana brown, like his brother. He was however a stodgy cat and disliked mo
The Goblin Games Chapter IThe Goblin Games Chapter I2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Labyrinth of London
A Sherlock/Labyrinth Crossover
The Goblin Games
"The Thin White Sleuth..."
Chapter I: Place Your Bets
"You threw a knife at my door Jareth!" Sarah shouted.
"I was throwing the knife at the target I had put there! I didn't realize you would be coming out at that moment!"
"I was in my room! I could have come out at any second!"
"I thought you were out with your family!"
"I TOLD YOU that I had to stay home tonight because I work early tomorrow! You don't need great powers of deduction to know that!"
"Oh dear, the Lord and the Champion are fighting again?" Sir Didymus asked as he popped into the room.
"Yep. The Rat almost impaled Sarah when she came out of her room," Hoggle said.
"Two tankards of ale on Lord Jareth punching the wall," Zinger said.
"Two tankards of ale that Sarah storms out," Hoggle said.
There quickly was a round of bets laid on who would be leaving, with Sir Didymus (the only honest one) in charge of the accoun
Captain Antarctica>Captain Antarctica3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Babe, babe, babe!"
"Come to lab. Right now. And bring a coat."
Steve quirked a brow as Tony hung up on him and he stared at the now silent cell phone. Really? He called him to tell him to come to the lab? Okaaaaaay….Well, he might as well find out what the man wanted. So he went to Tony's lab and didn't bother making the stop to grab a coat because why would he need a coat? It wasn't like he was going outside.
But upon entering the room…he should have grabbed a coat.
"Tony?" he called, not immediately seeing his boyfriend.
"Right here!" came the reply from behind a table accompanied by a waving arm. Tony was wearing a coat…and gloves. Because it was freezing. Ice crystals had even begun to spiderweb along the various surfaces and Steve carefully made his way to Tony, trying not to slip. He beat Red Skull. He should be able to walk a few feet without slipping and breaking his ass. Whilst he was traversing the potentially fatal area, he could hear To
On the Side of Angels"Oh I may be on the side of angels, but don't think for one second that I am one of them."On the Side of Angels3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The wings Sherlock never knew he had, but that John could always see.
The wings that saved him from the Reichenbach Fall; the wings of a unique angel.
A Study in Glitter Chapter IVA Study in Glitter Chapter IV2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter IV: Dreams of a Victim
The Almighty Disclaimer
Oh Moffat and Gatiss,
Henson and Doyle,
Pika-la Cynique the generous,
To you belongs all the characters
And none so for me!
A/N: This story was inspired by "The Thin White Sleuth..." by Pika-la-Cynique(http://pika-la-cynique.deviantart.com/art/The-Thin-White-Sleuth-277488920) of Girls Next Door fame.
Jareth was drowning in Sarah's curiosity. He really needed to discuss with her about her projections. It was beginning to be distracting.
"I need you to answer my questions," Sarah said.
"And I need you to answer some of mine," Jareth said, "Let's make it a game."
"Oh, Lord," Sarah said.
"Nothing malicious. I answer a question and you answer a question until we get to the crime scene," Jareth said.
"Nothing... unsavory," Sarah said.
"Fine then, first question," Jareth said, "Do you know that you project your emotions? It is getting bloody annoying."
"I really don't know what you're talking about Jareth," Sarah said.
"Well, that answers
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Is that a threat
Disability Acknowledgement: Also, I want to state very clearly that while in this piece of fiction Charles finds himself pathetic or useless as a result to his injury, I do not feel that is the case in general. I have the up most respect and admiration for anyone who lives a similar lifestyle. Please do not read anything negative into this. This will show one mans struggle and hopeful triumph with a difficult situation. I have done my research and tried to be as accurate and respectful as I can while approaching the situation with realism and honesty. Please feel free to PM me with any comments, suggestions or corrections. Thank you so much.
Reader's Choice Challenge:There is a slight possibility that Charles will regain the ability to walk given the specific spinal injury he received. Now, Frankly - I'm torn. So I thought I would throw this up to the readers. I have created a poll where the readers may vote on what they think should happen to Charles. Wh
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Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Loki is pregnant, coming back as an exile in chains from the final events from the Avengers movie. Nobody seems to know about his ongoing pregnancy, nor the father of the child. Loki doesn't know how to handle it, from bearing the child, to his constant thoughts that he will be killed, surely, for the crimes he had committed.
But what is he to do when he's welcomed back home with open arms? What if, although still at fault for the horrors he had done in childish vengeance, his old friends, his family, still missed him so incredibly? Would Loki have the growing courage to speak of the unborn child? And, above all else, would he manage to fix the broken bond and heart he once had with not only Thor, but with himself?
The sun feels almost foreign on the pale skin, what little there is to fall upon. Loki is covered up with his seeming normal garb. His long black jacket curls down the
Lab Rat - Part TwoLab RatLab Rat - Part Two5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part Two: Lab Rat
The lab was quiet after my latest plea, save for the faint humming of the nearby machines and the slight buzz that ran through the cuffs around my limbs. Also silent were my parents, until my father absently replied, his tone reflecting the thick tension that still clung to the air.
"Not anytime soon, Phantom; sorry." I craned my head up to see him fiddling with one of the machines by my table, his back turned.
I could tell from his tone of voice that he really wasn't sorry. He was triumphant, delighted! Here he was the great Jack Fenton with Amity's most famous ghost in his clutches. He'd finally be able to stick his fingers into me and there was nothing I could do to stop him and no one to help me. Pity was probably the last thing on my dad's mind.
I let my green eyes flick upwards to my mother. She'd been completely silent in the few minutes that had passed since her little