A Poetic Tribute to Derpy: InspirationA Poetic Tribute to Derpy: Inspiration2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Source of laughter
Summited the peak
Hero ever after
Gait, a pirouette
Birthed from adversity
Verily, a barque
Courage of the world
Daughters' guardian, mentor
Fan and producer
Never more graceful
Never more unwavering
Never more inspired
Loki X Reader. x AlOnE xLoki X Reader. x AlOnE x3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
X~Loki x Reader~X x AlOnE x
'WHAT?!' You shouted, waving the platinum sword, clashing against
the energy-filled staff with a Clank.
'Yes,' Loki grinned, eyeing you.
You glanced at him, eyes wide and you proceeded to run at him,
once again clashing the weapons.
'YOU... YOU'RE A SICK MONSTER, YOU KNOW THAT?!' You screamed once
more. Your face was tense, but your eyes were watering. It made
you look like you were crying. Losing your guard, Loki ran at you,
aiming his staff at you, hitting you and causing you to fly back.
You eventually hit the floor, and you looked up. You had tears
coming down your cheeks. Bruises and Scratches all over your face.
But most of all, from your eyes, you could see your broken heart.
He walked, slowly, grinning at you. Whilst you were in the corner,
he crouched in front of you. You looked at him, eyes soaking. He
just laughed lightly, and then his smile dropped. You thought, that's
how fast your heart broke. Puttin
RomanoxPregnant!Reader (1)RomanoxPregnant!ReaderRomanoxPregnant!Reader (1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
(romance,fluff, alot of timeskip)
"Lovino, something came up."
"What hell are you talking about? I had an entire night planned you can't just bring your spanish ass here and screw things up. Where's __________ anyway? She should've been home by now."
"See now chico, that's the reason i'm here.__________ is in the hospital."
"WHAT THE FU-
" Yes yes Mr.Vargas please calm down she's right this way."
A doctor with slicked back hair and round glasses was being shoved down an hospital hallway by a very worried and slightly irritated Italian. Behind him were Antonio, his brother Feliciano, and Ludwig.
"Brother please calm down you might bump into som-
"Who cares, as long as I get to where I want to go!"
The doctor stopped at a door labeled 15. He knocked then opened it quietly. Lovino charged in, eyes glaring around you until they fell on your body. His face became one of worry. He wen
Bad Dreams Russia X ReaderYou thought you could hear the house burning like in your dream. The bad men were outside cheering and yelling. Soon you ran down the steps quickly and soon ran to him. Your big brother was sitting in his chair almost asleep in front of the fire until you clung to his legs. He jolted to reality and soon heard you crying gently.Bad Dreams Russia X Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Sunflower?” he leaned down and soon picked you up. Right then you just clung to him for dear life. You didn’t want him being taken away from you.
“Sunflower, what’s wrong? What’s happened?” you sniffled and soon looked into his violet eyes. You could see how worried he was.
“I had a dream big brother…. The house was on fire and you were trapped… there were bad people outside…. I don’t want to lose you!” you clung tighter then and he just sighed and soon held you close. He didn’t have his jacket on right now but his soft sweater and pants did let you know that he was ok.
Magic Pt. 1Across Ponyville, the entire town was mostly silent. The night sky was hovering over the town, but some pony were going around and tossing newspapers on the stoops of houses, while other ponies were still asleep in their beds. It all quickly changed though as the night sky slowly turned orange and the first beams of sunlight were popping up over the horizon. Slowly, but surely, the sun crept over the hills and mountains and soon shined upon Ponyville. Inside the large Golden Oaks Library, an orange pegasus filly with a purple mane along with pink and lavender highlights, was already hard at work.Magic Pt. 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“ . . . 17, . . . 18, . . . 19, . . .20,” she said as she grunted. Her wings were against the floor, pushing her up and down steadily. She placed her hooves on the ground and panted a little as she straightened up. “Well that was good. I just hope that rainstorm that’s scheduled for later today holds off until I finish my training.”
A knock then came from th
Daddy! France x Mommy! Reader x Baby! Canada--You woke up to the cry of your little baby, Matthew he was only two weeks old and one of the best things to happen to you, the other being your husband of three years Francis.Daddy! France x Mommy! Reader x Baby! Canada--2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You turn to face your husband who was knocked out. You slowly got out of bed, drained of sleep and kissed your husband soft cheek, the crying got slightly louder, you rushed to the nursery when you got there, you dashed to the infant's side.
"Shhh, it's okay mommy's here," you said to the whimpering child while brushing his hair away from his face, trying to avoid contact with his curl. You cradled Matthew in your arms, ever so gently you began to sing his favorite lullaby:"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear,how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."
You began to hear footsteps behind you as the crying stopped. "Hmm mm mmm hmm hmm mm hmm hmmmm," you felt Francis' strong arms wrap around your waist, rocking his hips slowly to the rhyt
MLP: La guardia realMLP: La guardia real2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
La guardia real
Caía el hollín y las ascuas diminutas en el cielo nocturno, iluminando el cielo con toques naranjas y pinceladas rojas en un fondo negro y estrellado. Alzándose imponente en el panorama de Canterlot, el humo hacía ver la figura de ponys corriendo cargando a sus cuestas a potrillos o semejantes, siendo perseguidos por figuras sombreadas que se asemejaban a los guardias reales. Por el otro lado, las mismas figuras combatiendo las unas contra las otras; todo esto siendo observado por siete miembros de la guardia real que avanzaban poco a poco entre el fuego y las ruinas.
Seguían su marcha lenta por las ruinas llameantes de la antigua ciudad capital, aquella que decidieron y juraron proteger. Caminaba sobre las calles, cuyas brechas entre piedra y piedra se iban llenando con sangre,
Flu Season: Chapter ThreeFlu Season: Chapter Three2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Chapter Three: Epidemic
Sweetie Belle awoke this morning, from a rather pleasant dream. It was about a day, not too long ago, that her and Spike had decided to put off their plans and just go out for the day. It brought a smile to her face, thinking about the memory. However, she quickly adjusted to the present upon realizing that she had not awoken in her bed, but Applebloom’s.
Sweetie Belle yawned and stretched before making her way out of bed and downstairs. Once she had entered the living room, she saw Spike and Applejack discussing something. As she drew closer, she could begin to hear what was being said.
“Applejack,” began Spike, “I don’t want to freak you out, but if things get too bad in Manehatten, we may have to come out here. I just need to know that you’re okay with that.”
The orange cowpony nodded. “Of course, Spike. You and Sweetie Belle are always welcome here. And don
Inception - ExAri - My Name IsMy Name IsInception - ExAri - My Name Is5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inception (c) Christopher Nolan
"So when are you going to tell me what your first name is?"
Eames looked up from his ramen cup, slurping the last of the noodles a little too quickly, causing the hot water to splash over his beard. He put the cup down and reached for a napkin to clean his face. The two had opted to have lunch together at his work desk, while Arthur and Cobb ate and discussed the details of their new job in the other room before they'd fill in the forger and the architect on exactly what the plans were after the break.
"Pardon me?" he asked through the paper cloth.
Ariadne was mixing the remaining contents of her own ramen cup with her fork. He'd tried teaching her how to use chopsticks before, but that had ended in utter failure as she gave up after the sixth piece of food dropped to floor. But the way she looked into his eyes at this moment told him that this wasn't something she
Reasons to CelebrateCybertronians did not celebrate birthdays.Reasons to Celebrate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There were many reasons for this, although the foremost one was probably the fact that no Cybertronian was born. Without birth, it was kind of hard to have a birthday, wasn't it?
That was not to say that Cybertronians didn't come into the world in some manner. All things come into the world in some manner or other, otherwise they would not come into the world at all. For a transformer, the process was rather straightforward, if not arduous. It happened in multiple steps, involving application forms, various instruction booklets, the occasional do-it-yourself kit, a fluctuating waiting period, and, depending on whether the outcome was for a sparkling or pre-program, a drawn out questionnaire administered by the nearest approved medic and/or Caretaker of the local Youth Sector.
The most important part, one would assume, was the day their spark was drawn from the Allspark and laid home in their chests. Whether sparkling or pre-progr
Pretty Would HappenWhat would happenPretty Would Happen4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if I did this?
I would look like an ugly doll
who just got attacked by razors
And what about
I would have many scars
covering my face
Would something happen
if I did this?
I would become a mess
stained black, I would be
And how about something
I would be covered in crimson
fluid that came from others
And if I took this
and placed it here
I would look pretty
with shredded hair
and scars all over
and black smudges on my cheeks
and a beautiful white dress
splattered with blood
a cute little pink bow
atop my head
Don't I look pretty?
Scars - SwedenxDepressed!ReaderYou hated your life. Your parents despised you, your schoolmates teased you, and your siblings (pretend you have some if you are an only child) treated you like the lowliest of insects. A pesky fly buzzing around in their life that just wouldn't leave. You pretended to act like everything was fine, when it was anything but.Scars - SwedenxDepressed!Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
To deal with the pain, you slit your wrists whenever your burden became too much to bear. But there was one light in your life, one that kept you from ending everything. And that light was the Swedish transfer student, Berwald Oxenstierna. You had befriended him almost instantly, along with the Finnish student, Tino Vainamoinen. He didn't talk much, but that was what you needed.
Someone who listened. Berwald was certainly a fantastic listener, and he didn't judge you. You told him every secret, every pain you had ever felt, because you could trust him. But never did you tell him about your depression. The cutting. The knife, the blood, the way your skin was sliced l
Broken Heart ..Broken Heart ..3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
ربــمآ لستــ بتلــك الفتــآة الطمــوحهـ ..
لستــ أطمح إلى لمس النجــوم ..
لستــ أطمــح لأن أجري حديثاً مع القــمر ..
لسـتـ أطــمح لأن أصبــح طآآئراً بجنآحيــن ..
Inception - AxA - EverythingEverythingInception - AxA - Everything5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inception (c) Christopher Nolan
"Then you put your fists up like this. No, no. Bend your elbows more. Mm Not quite." Eames reached out and took her left wrist and elbow, repositioning her arm before taking her right and changed its pose as well. Once he seemed content, he resumed his own stance. "There."
"So, like this?" Ariadne smiled as she pretended to punch him on the back of the hand that he held over his ribs.
"You could, but you're leaving yourself wide open for a counterattack." Without shifting his position, Eames brought up his left leg and tapped the back of her knee with his foot to prove his point.
She dropped her arms to her sides and laughed. "Ahh, I'm never going to get this!"
Eames put on a puppy-dog face and threw back his head, overdramatically holding his hands out towards her. "Aw, come now," he pleaded
Exposed to a Rose, Chapter 1Sonic was cocky. He had a go-to attitude, and he would never back down. He could, and would take any challenge that life threw at him as if it were a game. He laughed in the face of death and trampled over those who challenged his speed. He won metals for saving the world; he even had girls just begging to have eye contact with him, for Pete's sake! There was nothing he couldn't do, right?Exposed to a Rose, Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Being the brave, courageous, and frankly cocky guy that he was, he naturally took it upon himself to get into plenty of trouble. This included fighting off Eggman's dastardly deeds, racing those insane enough to dare question his agility, and of course
When Sonic had mocked that Knuckles couldn't keep himself from falling for Eggman's silly tricks within the time frame of a month, Knuckles was, of course, greatly offended. He was a great guardian, and by gone it, he was anything but gullible, right? They argued over such petty things before, and this was no different
One More Mistake.With every word that I sayOne More Mistake.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With every smile I fake
Every moment I live
I'm making one more mistake...
All the tears that I've cried
Have fallen unnoticed
No matter how hard I try
Nobody will know this...
Every friend that I've made
Everything I create
With every door that I open
I'm making one more mistake...
I hate what I've done
And this person that I've become
I hate these scars on my wrist
Is there no ending to this...?
With every beat of my heart
With every breath that I take
Every day I wake up
Is just another mistake...
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #73, 74, 75!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #73, 74, 75!3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
#73) My best bro and I have been bronies for a while now. I would never bring up being a brony on purpose to anyone who didn't know. But now we're doing a project in Literature class, and my friend is doing his on how he became a brony. I don't think it's a good idea. In fact, I find it embarrassing. What should I do?
Answer: This is something that seems to happen reasonably often people become big fans of "Friendship is Magic", and then fancy teaching the world to sing by shedding light on it in a class. And while you could argue that older individuals liking the show is an interesting point of observation, it's not particularly academic (not in terms of literature, at least) and so a presentation on it doesn't seem appropriate in general for that type of class.
It might be because I'm in the UK, but I know for a fact that if I presented on MLP in one of my university seminars I wouldn't be taken seriously by the teacher or the students. We tend to do
Thorki: SleepThor was tired. Not only tired, but exhausted. But, for some reason he couldn't sleep. He guessed it was because of the person sleeping next to him in his bed. Thor watched as his brother's chest heaved up and down slowly and gently, meaning that he was peacefully asleep.Thorki: Sleep3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was early in the morning. Too early for anyone in Asgard to really be awake. Thor thought about a lot of things as he watched Loki sleep. He knew, truthfully, that Loki was the reason he couldn't sleep. Thor didn't want anything to happen to Loki. He loved him too much for anything bad to happen to him.
Loki slept like an angel, Thor observed. Thor was not only watching Loki, but he was studying him. Loki wasn't snoring, much to Thor's delight. Thor also noticed that Loki's eyelids fluttered a tiny bit every time he exhaled. And the moonlight from Asgard's three moons shined down directly upon Loki's pale skin. It made him seem almost ghostly. But Thor knew he was real, and that Loki was th
The DreamMy eyes are closed to darknessThe Dream3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't know it's there.
What rests behind my eyelids
Has me prisoner in its lair.
The colors are swirling and bright-
An abstract world I'm in.
But my mind is sharp and tight,
I see how it will end.
The people here I know,
Tho' some from very long ago.
My conscience wonders and questions
How they entered this world.
My eyes are closed- The dream is there
My eyes are opened- The dream is there
My thoughts stray and it leaves me.
I grasp at the swirling strands...
Curse these unworldly, earthly hands.
Mischief Managed: Harry PotterMisters Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and ProngsMischief Managed: Harry Potter3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It says, though no one knows the identity of these
Super heroes under the disguise of Marauders.
Could someone take the place in the
Hallowed halls of Hogwarts and walk
In the shadows of these
Exhilarating prank lords of days gone by
For the shoes are big to fill.
Marauders who knew the school
As well as they knew the back of their hands.
No one knows of these
Aged heroes of pranks.
Gone are all the things that claimed their fame
Except for a single map and
Documents of their punishments.
My Worst Fear"Come on, Stephano!" Pewdie cheers eagerly as he marches out of the room with his lantern in hand.My Worst Fear3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I hop off the desk he found me on and follow close behind. No matter what, I'm always close behind Pewdie. I always will be.
"EEEEEYYYAAAAAAA!!!" He screams as a bro smashes through the door behind us. It growls and chases us down a hall and through several rooms, Pewdie screaming and crying all the way. Finally, we lose it in a room full of bookshelves.
"Whew." Pewdie sighs, looking around to double check that it's gone. "That was scary, eh, Stephano?" He nudges me with his elbow.
"Yeah, that was pretty scary." I reply, looking around the room cautiously. If there's anything here, I need to warn Pewdie. It's my job to look out for him. I don't have many fears. Yes, there are things that scare me sometimes, but not much I would list as an actual fear. Well, there is one thing that haunts me all the time. But it's nothing I should worry about. Nothing at all.
We keep walking until we get t
Death Note: The Unexpected MeetingDeath Note: The Unexpected Meeting3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Death Note: The Unexpected Meeting
B and L - Cannon pt.1
Lawliet: There was a giant building standing in the middle of the town, shining beautifully in the weak sunlight. Every inhabitant noticed it as they passed by although it was quickly forgotten by the constant stress and pressure the every-day life caused. However; there is always someone with a good memory. Rumors were being spread about the odd building. Some claimed it was completely and utterly empty. Some accused it of being haunted by a revenge-seeking spirit. Neither of these alternatives were true. The building was not empty and it had never been, either. It was always graced by the presence of a young man with an extremely intelligent mind; L. Of course, nobody except for the man and his assistant alone knew of this. Or so they thought.
It was a silent evening and the detective had been left alone in the cold, dark building. A genius mind was sitting in an odd position in front of a big com