Hippogriff Amigurumi PatternBuckbeak the Hippogriff AmigurumiHippogriff Amigurumi Pattern3 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
This is Gonna Sting - Chapter 1Pain. Sudden, sharp, and excruciating. His vision flashed and all air was forced from his lungs in a choked gasp as he felt it pierce him.This is Gonna Sting - Chapter 19 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I told you.” Her words seemed more gloating now than ever, dripping with pleasure. She pressed her blades in farther and Mustang let out an agonized groan. Lust held him there a moment longer and studied the look on his face. His eyes were wide with shock, and his lips parted in unvoicable agony. She had seen it before; the beautiful look of anguish, of panic, and of horror that comes upon a man only when they first realize just how pathetic and mortal they are; when they feel the first kiss of death’s cruel sting. All the same, it seemed to suit him particularly well. “The Philosopher’s Stone is my core.” She continued.
Gritting his teeth to suppress a cry, the Colonel’s body was limp, paralyzed, useless in her hands. Just as quickly as she had pierced him, she drew the two sharp blades back out, wit
MxP - The Secret Forest"It's just up there, Princess. Just look right where I'm pointing! That group of stars is in the shape of a P! P for Princess Peach!" exclaimed Mario.MxP - The Secret Forest1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Peach looks carefully at the stars Mario was pointing at. Together they were sitting on the front porch steps of Mario's house watching the stars. Fortunately, the wooden steps were quite comfortable. So it was perfect for stargazing.
"Oh... Oh! I see it! Right there, it DOES look like a P! That's so cool!" said an impressed Peach.
"Can you see that little Mushroom constellation over there? Look exactly where I'm pointing." Informed Peach as she raised her arm upwards.
"Uh... I can't see it- Oh wait! There it is! Wow!" Mario beamed upon seeing the stars in the shape of his favourite Power Up. Peach lets out a small chuckle.
"How many stars do you think are up there?" asked the blonde haired monarch.
"Lots. Lots and lotsa stars." He replied whilst staring deeper into the sky. The crickets chirped away into the night along with a few owls
Green Team Episode 1: The Beginning of TroubleGreen Team Episode 1: The Beginning of Trouble1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Max kept running. His feet start to hurt and his lungs are struggling for air. Keep going. Don't stop he thinks feeling scared and worried. He tries to make it out of the stone hallway but as he's going he feels a tap on his foot and he stumbles to the ground. He gasps for air then looks over his shoulder. A shadow looms over him. He closes his eyes and uses his arm to shield his face, frozen with fear. As the shadow's hand reaches for him, he opens his eyes and sits up in bed, breathing deeply in shock. Looking around, he sees that he's in his room. He sighs in relief and says, "what a nightmare."
The door creaks open. "Max are you all right?" says Lucy, peering her head through the door.
"Yeah," says Max, "I just had a horrible dream.
"More like a nightmare" Lucy says, holding Max's hand. Max swings his feet off the bed and stands up. "Come on Max" says Lucy, "Everyone else is waiting for you at the breakfast table."
"I'll be there in a minute," Max says, placing his Green Team banda
I Can Forget...I can forget the good,I Can Forget...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why can't I forget the bad?
I can forget the things I want to remember,
Why not the ones I wish to escape?
I can forget the periods with people who love me,
Why not the times when I was hurt?
I can forget the good,
Why can't I forget the bad?
Mall Trouble Chapter 1Tak sat on a chair, annoyed with the fact she got dragged into this. The mall? Really?Mall Trouble Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
How she got convinced to come was still a mystery.
Not too far away was her companion, eating human ice-cream. The very stuff would burn
her insides, but she seemed immune to the HORROR of Earth food.
The purple hair of Taks disguise swayed a bit as a quick breeze shot by.
"Can we go now?" She asked, very much annoyed.
"Oh come on, it's not so bad," Tik said between licks of her ice-cream.
"This place is so ANNOYING. AND IT SMELLS!" She yelled, causing everyone to give her a funny look.
"Would you mind keeping it down?" Tik muttered as soon as the crowd went back to their normal business.
"Whatever," She replied and got up ," I'm going to go explore this "mall" thing,"
"Suit yourself," Her companion replied, licking some ice-cream off her face.
Tak found herself walking straight in a book store. Human literature. Bleh. It made her sick.
She was just about to turn back when she bumped into a certa
waiting for fate.alone I wait -waiting for fate.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a million hopes plaguing my stuttering heart.
a million dreams threading together my sanity.
I wait and
Not wanting to break this silence within me.
Dreaming again and again of silly fantasies.
Denying my fate to be my own,
No longer wanting to be alone.
Wanting six walls to become five.
Wanting to see with these blinded eyes.
As a voice makes its way to me.
And a face breaks through valiantly.
For the first time.
Am I a fool?
Or just stubborn?
As I wait for my dreams to come true.
But what more is there to do?
When I'm tied up and gagged
In the same string
that they say will lead me to destiny.
Lucario Sheldon Aura Ch1Lucario Sheldon Aura Ch11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I've seen and experienced more horror than my friends, family, even my own master. I was a riolu when I had my first emotional scar. But I'll start out with the day I was born, I assume that some of you know how most Pokemon are born, some are born the same as humans, but others are born from eggs. I was one of those Pokemon that was born from an egg. My mother and father were the only ones that were there the day I was born, I was a wild Pokemon when I was born. My mother placed me in the center of Entera Forest for my birth place. The second I hatched, a bright ray of an angelic sun light shone through. My mother and father were both astonished, soon after I was born, my father prepared for the war.
My mother and I bonded very quickly and took me everywhere she went. She was the only friend I've ever known in my young life. But soon, hunters came to take me, but my mother put me in hiding, I couldn't even bare to look, so I just ran as far as I could. I stopped for a while to
Soul CollectorBloody murdererSoul Collector1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Damned soul collector
Tell me, how could you extort the life out of those shiny, brown eyes?!
I'm vividly smiling as he slowly dies
Tell me, didn't you fell a thing while giving the poisonous kiss?
I feel every beating of his heart as we are immersing in the bliss
A soul collector, destroyer of the mind,
I'm about to extinguish his light, to leave him lost and blind
I'll encage his ripped soul,
Just after he'll lose the self-control
Don't drag another soul into your disgrace,
Just one more blanked face
Don't kill again with your breath-taking embrace,
I promise, just one more one more stolen core
You know you shouldn't, but your claws are digging already in his chest,
I'm spilling his blood, the flesh I wrest
Don't collect this soul, not this time,
I must capture his soul before he captures mine,
I promise, just
AT: LonelyCuboneAT: LonelyCuboneAT: LonelyCubone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What if Daisy was in Brawl? What would her final smash be? How would she enter the stage? What would her role be in The Subspace Emissary? These questions and more will be answered, as how I think they would be.
Daisy enters the stage by floating down on a parachute made of flowers.
Her personal stage would be Sarasaland Castle.
Her Final Smash: If Daisy gets the smash ball and uses it, a crapload of crystals spike out of the ground. When her enemies are touched by it, they take a considerable amount of damage, and a flower pops out of their heads, increasing the damage.
Up Fighter stance: She flexes her muscles and says "Yes, Daisy"
Side Fighter stance: she waves to the audience and says "Hi, I'm Daisy."
Down fighter stance: She pulls out a flower, then puts it away.
During the Subspace Emissary, When King Dedede, Ness, and Luigi are venturing, a hole opens up, and Luigi falls in. Ness is about to go in after him,
That Light..it's so cold and dark. what happened? why am i in here? where did you go? all i remember is being in your arms then your eyes go wide and you pushed me away, then there was an odd bright light that caused a silent explosion. you were gone and all i saw was that light straight ahead with odd tints of green and blue. it was so pretty then out of no where blackness. am i dead? no i don't think i would be cold if i was, would i? my stomach lets out a growl and i realize my growing hunger. i hear bolts being unlatched and a chain falls to the ground. a huge door above me opens, the light coming from it is too bright for me to see who has opened it. i feel something soft wrap around me. agh! someone has picked me up in their arms. but who? they feel oddly familiar.. wow, its far warmer and bright up here. i realize i am in a secret room behind a huge study. my eyes slowly adjust to the sudden brightness. i look at the person who is holding me in their arms. *gasp* its you! my love! what happThat Light..1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Art is...What is art?Art is...11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Art is the tears of its creator
A stream of relentless sorrows
Of dark and tortured colors
Poured upon open canvas
Art is the smile of its maker
Mouth curved in a happy grin
Ideas and creativity
Spilling forth in all shades
Art is the love of its composer
The key to life’s beauty
Passion and love
Bleeding onto paper
Art is the anger of its constructor
Through scorn and pain
Bitterness and contempt
Terrifying beauty is formed
Art is the soul of the artist
Laughter and tears
Frowns and smiles
Pulled from the deepest part of our hearts
Art is whatever we want it to be
The IntrudersIt enters your mind; not agressive at firstThe Intruders2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You think about it once or twice a week, not for long
You distract yourself easily.
It becomes more agressive with time
It starts a war inside your head
You against the intruders
You're still strong and doesn't give in to them.
The intruders attack you with their heavy artillery
Showing you unpleasant images undermining your defenses...triggering you
It weakens you...you think about it more each day
The intruders grow stronger
You can't barely manage to fight them
But still in the faint hope they go away
The intruders become parasites
Draining you...consuming you
You don't think about anything else
You can't focus
You wish not to wake up until it disappears on their own
But you can't (you have a job you can't afford to lose)
After a while you can't sleep properly because you have nightmares about it
You wake up trembling...with those images passing in front of your eyes
You have no peace...sleepin
::Rainbow Factory::Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice::Rainbow Factory::2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
As the story we knew of sugar and spice
But a rainbow's easy once you get to know it
With the help of the magic of a pegasus device
Let's delve deeper into rainbow philosophy
Far beyond that of Cloudsdale's mythology
It's easy to misjudge that floating city
With it's alluring decor and social psychology
But with all great things comes a great responsibility
That of Cloudsdale's being weather stability
How, you ask, are they up to the task
To which the answer is in a simple facility
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through
Trapped Inside.Trapped2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's where I am.
That's where I am.
That's where I am.
Inside my own mind,
My mind no one else
No one else
Living The DreamLiving The Dream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We were both born, we met
each other and it was
pleasant; more than pleasant.
We fell in love, got married, stayed together,
started a family and it was
lovely; more than lovely.
We went back to school,
moved around, got old,
retired, and eventually died
in our sleep.
But for such a deadpan remembrance
of our lives, there was
love love love,
so much, and I...
And I always
wake up, and you are not there.
Loveless PoemMy name is BreathlessLoveless Poem6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because you steal it from me
My name is Memoryless
Because the past hurts too much
My name is Bondless
Because theyre all cut away
My name is Friendless
Because Im alone with or without you
My name is Sleepless
Because I lie awake and think of you
My name is Painless
Because all there is is the void
My name is Tearless
Because Ive cried so much I have none left
My name is Trustless
Because of the lies you told me
My name is Skinless
Because whats inside me shows through
My name is Nameless
Because I dont know why Im not who I am
My name is Warless
Because youve already won me over
My name is Endless
Because nothing is resolved
My name is Loveless
Because I dont know how I feel about you
DoneDone.Done2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I'm going to
Continue to fall
Down this hill,
I'll do it completely.
I won't try to
Force myself up
I will live
But I will not force
Myself to be okay.
I will allow things
To hurt me.
I will allow
Myself to cry.
It's time to
Let go of all
My false hope
And focus on what's real.
This downward fall
Is not over
And I'm done
Trying to skip the bottom.
Glossi.Gloss1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is a poem
for lip gloss
and the pre-teen
who wears it
and the old woman
This is for
sparkle and stick.
For bodies like
For all the boys and girls
who would breath in
when the wick turned black.
Before their hair
turned grey with ash,
and their eyes fogged over
from the naked heat.
Before young love dies
and is buried in a shoebox,
with a little pile of rocks
to mark where it was.
This is for
the scared little boy
who spent all his time
While pretty girls
lay on autumn hills,
and even the crickets play
in major key.
With their noses
face down in the soil.
With their discarded jackets
on the grass, limp-
and making angels.
dans le bleu ch. onedans le bleu ch. one4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: dans le bleu
Summary: Every girl wants to play dress up. And every girl wants a cowboy.
cover art by KittySkywalker
Ahsoka had been through every cabinet, closet, and cupboard in the bounty hunter's living quarters, but couldn't seem to find anything that would hint to the combination on the door. He had punched it in quick before leaving for the night, and that's just what he did; leave. He went to go do whatever he did during the night hours, which Ahsoka only presumed, was less than savory activity. He had said, "I'm going out," and that was that. To be honest, she was surprised he even said anything at all. Usually he just grabbed his coat and his hat and that was it. But tonight, a whole three words. Wow.
She had been his 'hostage' for a whole two months now. She used the word 'hostage' lightly because it wasn't a terribly 'hostage like' situation. He just kinda dragged her along with him
AnimalsAnimals, what can I say?Animals2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are our shoulder to cry on,
The only one who can truly understand us.
They rely on us for everything.
Food, shelter, and most of all, love.
How can anyone harm such beautiful creachers?
People can beat,starve, and torcher their pets,
And yet....thier Love is still there.
Animals are amazing.
All That's Passed - Sweet Imperfections: Chapter 1All That's Passed - Sweet Imperfections: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The glow of a summer evening bloomed before Fluttershy's eyes as her bird choir struck up an effortless melody and the sweet sigh of a breeze drifted across the highest hill of Sweet Apple Acres. Fluttershy inhaled the scent of ripened apples that danced on the wind and let her jade eyes soak in the twilit scene before she turned them to the crimson stallion who sat beside her. She felt her cheeks flush as his apple green eyes gazed into hers; in them she could see all of her own contentment and sincerity. She peered deeper and also saw the uncertainty and fears which for so long had kept them from one another, and though these trepidations remained in him just as they did in her own heart, they were quelled by a trust that had been built over two years of shared joys and tears. At times, she still felt the earth drop from beneath her hooves when she allowed herself to think about how much she truly cared for him and how scary it was to give so much of her heart to somepony else. She n
When Talking To DragonsWhen in the presence of a dragon...When Talking To Dragons11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You must stay calm,
and let your fears wave away.
Like the gentle pull of the ocean.
They look down on you with slender eyes.
Judging your every breath.
As you shallowly take in your gasps,
like quick streams of water rushing down a steep hill.
When speaking to dragons...
You must be brave.
Act with confidence that your words speak well,
and go without vexation or indignation
For a wrong word could mean termination.
They will listen to what you have to say
with the ears of a thousand mocking birds.
Until of course you speak astray,
and the rest is left to their flaming breath
When listening to dragons...
You must behave.
Allow them their prudence and wisdom,
for dragons are the perfect beings.
And they know all.
Why do you wish, oh young one, to consult the dragons?
Is it because your lost is a world without paths?
A world so dark and without any maps?
Does the life you live serve you no happiness?
Is it your own kind to blame?
The ones w