lil' Red Riding Hood"Now, Red, you better hurry up and get that Prinivil to your grandmother."lil' Red Riding Hood1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Announced Red's mother, waggling a finger in her daughters face and shoving a thatch picnic-basket
into her arms.
"Heaven knows how high that womans blood-pressure gets! Now hurry along!"
Red's mother rushed out in one breath and all but threw her daughter out of the little log-cabin.
"Geez, mom! Don't you think-"
Red stammered out as she tried to regain her balance but was cut off by the hasty slam of the door,
the sound echoing into the forest behind her-sending a flock of black-birds screeching through the
"...You should give Gran more respect...?"
She sighed from under her blood-red hood, blowing pitch black strands of hair out of her bright crimson eyes.
She screeched snatching up and hurling a stone ,from the dusty path that led from her house into the forest,
the size of an almond into the sky.
"Now I have to get there AND back BEFORE dark!"
She scolded the darkening purple sky, and st
The legend of the Silvertear lakeOnce upon a time, in years beyond our own, a dragon of the Timekeepers flight fell in love with a mortal woman. Her hair was the colour of sunlight, her lips like a rose in bloom, and her eyes rivalled the midnight sky.The legend of the Silvertear lake3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But their love could not be, for no dragon may love a mortal, and no mortal will ever live long enough to share a dragons life.
Yet, they met in secret under the weeping willows, pledging their undying love under the moon, and for just a few hours, he made time stand still.
As years passed by and mortality withered her beauty like the leaves of autumn, the dragon decided to stop time eternally so his love would never die. He travelled through dreams, through time, through life itself to find the means to end all times. But his brethren had learned of his love, and of his madness, and they ended his flight, chaining him to the bonds of the earth. Cast out from his flight he sought refuge with his loved one and lived by her side, eternally young, watching as she withered
The EveryDay AlwaysI fear, the everyday always.The EveryDay Always8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Always, thoughts parading through my head
Following choreographed patterns of Ideas
Always, the same hopes and aspirations
Thwarted by the same fears.
The only window in the room was adorned with second-hand curtains that once belonged to an antique store. Maybe in a different lifetime, a different story, they were beautiful. Now, only thin fabric hung limp from the plastic frame, drained by years of exposure to the sun. Pale sunlight filtered in lazily, exposing individual dust particles in their mischievous dance about the furniture.
From the coffee table littered with bits of memorabilia, to the neglected corners filling up with lint, the air hung heavy with sighs. Two bowls which perhaps belonged to some beloved family pet lay discarded on the floor. Bits of dried food surrounded the area and grains of evaporated water covered the porcelain. No other signs of an animal could be traced throughout the house, and no patter of loyal paws could be heard.
Meeting NadiaMeeting Nadia3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It isn't quite often you see an attractive woman as a regular in a bar, but when you do, she tends to become quite a magnet to the drunken men.
* * *
It was once again a late night, and I was dragging my single self down to the local drinking hole. It was quite routine for me now, especially since it was only two months since my breakup with my ex-girlfriend, but I still ended the same way every night: a lonely man teetering drunk home to cry himself to sleep.
I was determined to move on sometime to get myself a new girlfriend and just forget about my ex breaking up with me but I just couldn't. I didn't know where to start, and even if I did, the sheer thought of doing so was enough to bring be to tears. All I could do was just drown these sorrows in a couple of glasses of beer and hope to just forget my ex and move on.
That was, of course, until I saw the new regular at the bar.
* * *
As I said before, it's not often you see an attractive woman as a regular at a bar. Thi
The Encounter Melissa, a beautiful young woman, had gone to an office dinner that night. She was never too fond of these social events where people get together to talk about work and get drunk, so she left as soon as possible. She was walking home when she noticed this mysterious man watching her from the other side of the street. One would normally be scared, but not Melissa, not tonight.The Encounter7 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Her footsteps echoed into the night and the dark figure was haunting her mind, leaving her restless, wondering who it was and why he was piercing her soul with his look. She was used to getting male attention, but that felt different and alluring to her.
She stops. Her big dark eyes focus on something not very distant from her. It was him again, disappearing into an alleys darkness. Not thinking twice, she follows him. Maybe just out of curiosity, but she had no clue on what she was getting in. She walked slowly, alway
What is on the other side?When you're staring at your reflection, what do you see? It is obvious to most people that you see anWhat is on the other side?9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
exact image of yourself, but how do you depict that lingering 'image' that surrounds you?
What exactly do you 'see' when you look into a mirror? Light is everywhere and no person can escape
it. The same can be said about a person's feelings no matter how hard they try to cast a shallow mask
behind their true emotions.
Just how fragile are we? There are some who have more willpower than others, but lack in other
departments that help to build us up. What is it that makes you a strong or weak person?
What are you gazing at? Do you perhaps see a strong individual on that other side of the light? Is
there something dark and mysterious about that 'impostor' that you just can't figure out yet? Where
are you? Who are you?
What is on the other side?
Bleach HitsuHina FanficHitsuHina Fanfic- HHBleach HitsuHina Fanfic7 years ago in General More Like This
Hitsugaya was taking his morning patrol, just to think. He was passed the Fifth Squad and continued to a deserted area, where not many people go to. He saw someone curled up, hugging their knees. It was Hinamori. He walked over to her.
Whats wrong? he asked her. She didnt respond. Hinamori. he placed a hand on her shoulder. She got up and hugged him. What was that for? He said as she backed away.
Im sorry for everything, she said, looking away.
For what? Hitsugaya asked.
I pointed my zanpakutou at you. I was going to kill you, Hinamori answered avoiding his eyes.
To tell you the truth, I dont think youd be able to, Hitsugaya replied.
Thats not funny! she exclaimed, noticing he caught her eyes. She tried to look away.
Just kidding, Hitsugaya grabbed her hand and kissed her pale cheek. She blushed slightly. It
How to be Found in Eleven Simple Steps1. Understand that you must be willing to give up the fragile solitary universe you created from the instructions given on page three.How to be Found in Eleven Simple Steps2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. Spend more time building from the ground up. It will take longer, but you'll like the result.
3. Rest when you are weary and remember the times when you were strong, hear that strength in every word that you speak.
4. Keep in mind that you are human, and that survival is weighed against life more heavily. You are survival. Life is your goal. If you disagree, move to step 5. If you agree, skip to step 6.
5. Return to 4 and repeat until you believe.
6. Live not in fear of doing something you'll regret, but in order that you won't regret not having done something.
7. Leave for home and release the heartache. It is not your home now. You are a wandering spirit.
8. Taste the different air in every footstep, weigh the light that feeds your shadow, and take comfort in your solitary walk...
9. See the countless colored souls that walk about, and how eac
And it involved... +yaoi+And it involved... +yaoi+8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And it Involved a School-Girl Uniform
The practice session with his Thursday afternoon student was just wrapping up when Adrions doorbell rang and rang, and rang and continued to ring. Irritated by the obnoxious noise, Adrion swung open the front door poised to give whoever was stand there a piece of his mind. Only when he saw just what was standing at his front door all thought process came to a screeching halt, and he could only stare.
Until his brain finally registered just what was in front of him.
Akira? What the hell are you wearing?!!
There standing in front of Adrions apartment door was the
Pansexuality I think out of all of the different types of sexualities, Pansexuality is probably either the most unknown or the most shamed.Pansexuality4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sure, Homosexuals of all kind usually unite together, but some bisexual or lesbian or gay people look down on Pansexuality. And a lot of Heterosexuals in the first place look down on anything related to that.
A lot of pledged gay men and women just think of being a Pansexual ludicrous because obvious you can only like one or two genders in their book. Heterosexuals aren't the only ones who hate on gays! A decent sized portion of the Homosexual community 'hates' on pansexuals and transgenders and polyamerous people. Polyamery isn't even considered to be homosexual, a lot of straight people are polyamerous... AND PROUD!
Pansexuals are known negatively to being people who 'can't make up their mind' about what gender to choose from. It's not a gam
Rules for Dating My Daughter1. If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure as hell not picking anything up.Rules for Dating My Daughter6 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her as long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your hands off my daughter's body, I will remove them.
3. I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys to wear trousers so loose that they are falling off their hips. Don't take this as an insult: you and all of your friends are morons. But I want to be fair and open minded about this, so I propose this: you may come to the door with your underwear showing and you pants ten sizes too big: but in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, fall off your ass during the course of your date with my daughter, I will use my nail gun to fasten your trousers securely to your waist.
4. I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing some kind of "barrier method" can kill you. Let me el
Nobility and Concurrence -Part 1Nobility and ConcurrenceNobility and Concurrence -Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The setting was an ethereally creamy chamber, so bright; it seemed to glow with the life it lacked when people were not present. It was set for the courts viewing this evening and although it was my first time to be there for such an event, I felt no nervousness from it.
The court had gathered high on its podium of seats which from my angle was to the right. The Queen had even come for this event… the ushering in of some season which escapes me. It had to be planting season, because the weather was good and the sun sat high during the mildly warm, bright days. Soon it would sit higher, when the great heat waves would crush hundreds under its deadening weight. But for now, it was cool, and the presentation I was to be part of drew near. It was a dance, a mock battle, set to music as a dance. It almost took more skill than a real fight- every movement was graceful and fluid, every swipe of a weapon, precise.
I had p
Dissentience of a Mut prt 52Dissentience of a Mut prt 526 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The events of the shelter occupied my mind for the rest of the day, and well into the next. It was good to have something unusual even mysterious to think about, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out what had really happened. For some reason, Cougen's explanation of 'telepathy' seemed ridiculous to me. But I was beginning to wonder if we had different ideas of what that meant.
I was hesitant to leave the house on my own, for fear that Averil might worry about my...whereabouts. I made certain that I assured her I wasn't going far. If there was one very good thing about the location of her house, it was that Jame's place was far on the other end of the cityand it was a major hassle to get there from her place.
After lunch, I decided to head out. I wanted to talkreally talkto that lady I had encountered the day before. Maybe she'd be able to explain to me what happened. Or at the very least, share my confusion. Twenty minu
100 Ways to Abuse Boba1. Drink all your milk tea and leave the boba. Then, use your straw to shoot boba at your classmates when the teacher isnt looking.100 Ways to Abuse Boba6 years ago in Editorial More Like This
2. Go to Lollicup and ask the lady working there how much it would cost to fill an entire regular-sized cup with boba.
3. Dump boba across your neighbors yard and tell him a rabbit pooped all over it.
4. Go into a long, lengthy and confusing question and answer conversation with a lady at Lollicup about what boba is made out of.
5. Find a person that doesnt know what boba is and dump it into their coffee as a prank. Watch their reaction.
6. On a quiet, sleepy Sunday afternoon, run to Lollicup and smash your body against the doors. Scream, MUST HAVE BOBA! Then run away before the security men arrive.
7. Put boba in water bottles with drinking water and take it with you everywhere, flashing it around.
IN-THE-MACHINISM a religion p1IN-THE-MACHINISM: the only right religion.IN-THE-MACHINISM a religion p15 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
THE THIRTEEN COM-(WO)MAN-DMENTS:
1. The supreme ruler and creator of the universe and everything else is "in-the-machine" AKA god AKA not you unless you're in-the-machine AKA the master of [anything].
2. in-the-machine is neither male nor female, neither old nor young, neither wrong nor weak.
3. All followers of this accurate religion are considered MACHINITES, and all unite to form one true cult fandom.
π. you can't please everyone; there's always ONE person that gets offended at ANYTHING
4. when necessary, USE CAPS LOCK
5. in-the-machine can win the game, can beat up chuck norris, and can turn water into football soup.
6. good guys go to heaven, bad guys go to villain school to learn to not be so pathetic, trolls go to MACHINELAND, which is like DISNEYLAND but not only the happiest place on Earth: THE HAPPIEST PLACE EVAR!!1
7. The native language of MACHINITES is sarcasm (or cookieling) NO, WAIT; IT'S
A dollop of ChaosA dollop of Chaos2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pinkie had been randomly trotting around Ponyville for almost two hours, her gaze constantly checking the sky above her, looking for a cotton candy cloud, a drop of chocolate rain, something that could tell her that Discord was floating somewhere nearby. But that didn't seem to be a lucky day: she let out a deep sigh, sitting on the ground and finally lowering her look: only the sharp pain she felt on the back of her neck made her realize how long she had been inspecting the sky.
When Discord converted to the good side (as much as a Spirit of Chaos could do), she couldn't be more happy about it: she always felt like the draconequus would have been such a great partner to have fun with. Chocolate rain, balloon gardens, popcorn fields, he surely did speak her language! Moreover he was also so random and crazy, topsy-turvy just like her, whose behavior was always shrugged off with an "She's just being Pinkie Pie". And now, there was someone else being Pinkie Pie… Or being Discord… Bei
oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challengesOukamiyoukai’s list of anti art block challenges.oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challenges2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
These are just a few things I think about if I want to get rid of art block. I will probably add more in the future, but here’s a few now to get you inspired. These are to be done at leisure and don’t have to be in any order. They are for fun.
1 gesture drawing. This is super easy. Basically find a relatively complicated shape, and draw it with as few marks as possible. It doesn’t really have to resemble it in any way. As long as you know what it is. I probably do about 30 of these a day. Honestly they’ve helped a lot with everything. You can add color if you want. For this challenge I recommend doing enough to inspire you rather it be 10-100. (I’ll link some examples).
2 combining an animal and an inanimate object. Select one animal and one object and combine them. I would highly recommend thinking about general shapes of both and using repetition in your design. No imaginary animals (you
Nighttime SssnackIt was a beautiful night in the African Jungle. Tami, a young jungle girl, was happily swinging through the jungle on vines, marveling at the stars in the sky and enjoying the breeze against her body.Nighttime Sssnack4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Woohoo! This is so much fun," yelled Tami as she swung. "I wish I could keep doing this forever, but I'm getting tired. Let's find a nice place to stop for tonight."
She spotted a tree just ahead and shifted towards it. As the vine approached one of the branches, she released her grasp and landed near the center.
She walked closer to the tip of the branch and stood there, continuing to marvel at the night sky.
"Aww, what a beautiful night. It just makes me feel so good," said Tami.
Unfortunately for her, she wasn't alone that night. Hiding higher up in the tree, staring at Tami, was a hungry African rock python.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here," hissed the snake quietly. "If it issssn't a little jungle girl. Tonight musssst be my lucky night."
The snake began to silently slither
Dear DeviantsDear Fellow Deviants,Dear Deviants4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Why is it that people feel that they can be rude to other deviants simply because they are hiding behind a computer monitor?
Call me naive or old-fashioned or what-say-you, but is it really right to do so?
When I speak with someone, anyone, else online, I remain just as courteous (if not more) as I would be to someone I hardly know in person. I suppose that most people nowadays don't even have the proper courtesy to say "please" and "thank you", or to hold the door open for the people behind you in the hustle of the world around them, but even waving at the kind driver who actually let you cross the street without almost running you over goes a long way in person.
Now I shall ask this: if such things are true in person, then why should they not be true online as well? While you may not be speaking to someone else directly, there is still someone else behind another computer screen who deserves the same courtesy as the person whose pencil you picked up after
.:. Violence against women .:..:. Violence against women .:.9 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Violence against women is about the control and coercion of them. It is a significant problem all around: and in some parts of the world, violence is taken to another level: including female genital mutilation, child marriage/forced marriage, dowry-related murder, honor killings, female infanticide, chauvinism, and trafficking with women. But violence has many forms: until this day, many still believe that if they aren't psychically hurt, they aren't experimenting abuse, but they are. The most common forms, are:
physical such as punching, kicking, choking, stabbing, mutilation, disabling..
sexual such as rape, any unwanted touching or act of a sexual nature, forced prostitution and obscene talk
verbal/psychological such as threats to harm the children, destruction of favourite clothes or photographs, repeated insults meant to demean and erode self-esteem, forced isolation from friends and relatives, threats of further violence or deportation if the woman attempts t
The Skull: A Love StoryBuried beneath a debris of odds and ends - discarded carnival masks, willow patterned tea cups, toothless combs, and mauled little clown dolls - a curve of yellowed ivory, like an old woman's tooth, peeped. Smoothly translucent, surprisingly so, and he wondered if a bit of bleach upon an old toothbrush might not wear off the yellow sheen and convert it to a gleaming alabaster, like a bust of Nefertiti, and indeed there was something of Nefertiti to its cast, something exotic; a slant to the eye socket, perhaps? And he wondered, and pondered, and rubbed the cheekbone (zygomatic process, his mind faintly reminded him) and debated how much such a thing would cost him and if it really were for sale, in this dingy little secondhand shop, and wasn't it beautiful (stopping a passer-by), wasn't it unearthly beautiful?The Skull: A Love Story6 years ago in General More Like This
(The passer-by, not unexpectedly, cast him a glance of befuddled astonishment, and hastily backed away, nodding, into a rack of moth-eaten coats.)
And he clasped it to his chest,
Hayden's Psychiatrist Show: 8Haydens Psychiatrist ShowHayden's Psychiatrist Show: 87 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Quick! Run for your meaningless lives! The Verge are Gah!)
Maurice Chavez: Raaaagh! Veeerge!
Camera statics out and shows a crooked angle of the stage. The stage is smothered in the Verge, with a group of people standing cornered at the back
Hayden: Give in Veeerge! Has his own sword driven through his head
Lord Animus: Give back my PSP Veeerge!
Johnny: Ooo, isnt this great? Its just like Dawn of the Dead!
Mortarius IV: Shut the hell up! Getting assimilated by the Verge is anything but great!
Jackal: The last time I was here there wasnt a plague of zombies, there wont be again when I leave.
Victor: I feel bad about this; its kind of my fault isnt it?
Mortarius IV: Were you the one that killed Tyro?
Mortarius: Im going to kill you if we get out of this; I hope that thought comforts you.
Johnny: Ooo, I want cheese on mine
The Bookworm LamentsThe Bookworm Laments11 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
We all know the advantages of being a Bookworm – the richness of imaginative experience (a.k.a. day-dreams), the broadening of horizons (a.k.a. someone else's ideas), the constant friend always by your side (a.k.a. book) and vast built-up reserves of general knowledge (a.k.a. trivia). But who talks about the disadvantages, huh? Besides the all-pervasive semi-myth about geeky bookworms (Simply stated, the myth goes Bookworms are geeky), who can speak, off-hand, about the problems, the real problems?
Think about it – you excavate your nose from the Lord of the Rings (the one they made the movie on, yes) and realise that in the past hour, your mom has volunteered you for dishwashing duty, your boyfriend has left you (you're not sure why, you weren't paying him any attention) and a little dog has begun to gnaw on your ankle… It's just so easy to get lost in the make-believe worlds the authors lay down for you – for that matter, it's easy to lose yourself in a book
Reasons NOT to Hate TianaReasons NOT to Hate Tiana4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
17 Reasons Not to Hate on Tiana.
1. She's the first princess since Mulan (1998), and shows that Disney hasn't given up on the Princess Franchise.
2. The Princess and the Frog was the first 2D Animated Disney film since Home on the Range (2004), and shows that Disney hasn't given up on 2D animation.
3. The Princess and the Frog has beautiful animation, unlike many direct-to-video sequels.
4. Tiana works for what she wants, unlike some weaker heroines, who don't prioritize work.
5. Tiana can also have fun! She makes jokes and is funny.
6. Tiana never loses sight of what's important, and knows the value of family.
7. Finding a prince isn't her top priority. She sets other things above that.
8. She is beautiful. Stunning eyes, a lovely smile, and a pretty face. What's not to like?
9. She has a splendid singing voice (thanks to Anika Noni Rose)!
10. She has great friends: Charlotte, Ray, Louis, and the rest.
11. Her prince is HOT. Very hot. Who doesn't think Nave