Slenderman's Lullaby Welcome to my world little one,Slenderman's Lullaby3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why have you run away?
What has brought you to my woods today?
Don't be afraid little child,
I won't hurt you,
Let me take you away,
Everything will be okay,
Don't worry now,
Take my hand,
Come with me little child,
For I, am the Slenderman
HonorHonorHonor11 years ago in Open More Like This
In the soul?
Where is it?
Where does honor reside?
A man can touch the stars
But his soul is a mystery?
Maybe because its society
But I say bullshit.
Honor is a right
Valor a dream
Respect a way a life.
A samurai's way
Is the sword
To live or die.
Honor a code
Honor is life
Dishonor is death
Is it a cult?
Are these men so little?
Or so much more.
Honor is respect
But this respect is aimed at one's self
Where you gain honor by doing
By helping and standing up for your beliefs
I dare you to live…
Can't you see?
What is wrong with people are people
Valor unheard of
The world disgraced.
What do you have?
Will you stand for your beliefs?
Will you stand up for someone weaker?
Will you respect yourself enough to have honor?
Will you respect others enough not to take what they have and share what you have?
Will you be the one to say no to persecution and hate?
I dare you.
What ever happened to the love in this world?
Raindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and Cloudbubbles4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alternate Ending to Bubbles
Author's note: I don't usually write fanfics, but after reading the story "Bubbles" and viewing RizCifra's picture based on it (http://rizcifra.deviantart.com/#/d3gdd85), I was moved so greatly that I felt that this story just had to be written.
Recommended Song: A Summer Long Since Past by Virginia Astley (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=002pBPeRorg)
Derpy was all alone. Some time had passed since Mommy had left Derpy under the tree on top of the mountain, and Derpy was getting very hungry. Derpy decided that Mommy must be coming back soon, so she would make a few more bubbles while she waited. As she made more bubbles one of them seemed to be bigger than the others, and she stopped and watched it intently as it floated slowly in front of her. All the rainbow colors swirling around in the bubble was entrancing to Derpy, and she felt very happy. As she watched the colors play our their endless dance, she no
LA:Ballad of the Windfish SongBallad of the Windfish: Link's VersionLA:Ballad of the Windfish Song7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I could see,
The storm then,
As it came near me.
I was struck,
By the sea,
And I fell.
I sailed up,
On the shore,
And you came to me.
You saved me,
So that I,
Could go on.
But there is one thing,
Which so pains me that I must now say,
I won't forget,
How to Fix The WorldHow to Fix The World2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
an execution, while play
The howling strings
Of the cellos
Of the veins
Of the time
To the discord
Are the who and what,
the how and the why
Ever lost to that
of the cords
of the strings
of the howling
"Fix this", they cry,
the masses whose
words fester and boil,
carried words, spoken indirect
of the leaders
of the struggles
of the home
of the brave
The final breath
of humanities dying words
"in ashes, from ashes"
She speaks, so melancholy
of the future
of the present
of the past
"World!" She pleads
with a cry, so finishing
"Heed and listen!"
To them she speaks
Of the necessary
of the desired
of the curses
of their blessings...
Dear Princess Celestia....Dear Princess Celestia....4 years ago in Horror More Like This
The First Letter
Dear Princess Celestia,
Fluttershy learned a valuable lesson this week. Two days ago, a dragon stumbled into Ponyville, roaring and stumbling down the street. It didn't try to attack us, but only seemed hurt and unable to see. It eventually collapsed in the town square and couldn't get up. Everypony was in a fuss, of course, but Fluttershy and Doctor Whoof were there at once to try and take care of him. Fluttershy tried everything she could to help the poor dragon and used all the knowledge she had for helping animals to make him well, but there was nothing she could do. In the end, the poor creature passed on, comfortably at least, among loving ponies.
Everypony felt sad at this turn of events, made worse because we didn't know the dragon's name or where he came from, but he was put to rest just outside Ponyville (Pinkie Pie turned out to know a lot about holding funerals) and we were at least satisfied we'd done all we could to help him. Well, all of us were s
Peripeteia: ProlougeThe hole is open. The story begins.Peripeteia: Prolouge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sky is dark over the Everfree forest. There are stars that shine in the air, but they do not glitter. They seem painted on, mainly for show. They seem slightly wrong. Even the moon, caught between half and crescent as it wanes in time and fades away, seems strangely artificial, with a shape too bulky, and craters too big.
The Everfree forest seems natural enough, darkened to near blackness as it is, but it is strangely without sound. There is wind, as it blows at Force Three or Four, tugging at every branch and leaf, whistling as they undulate in the breeze. But the animals are absent. Nature seems silenced. As if all that grew, moved, thought and ate were at some secret place of worship. Or if they had fled from some great, powerful force of destruction.
A few leaves individually flit between the trees. Was that a rabbit, darting behind the tree? The grass bends and sways.
Then comes the step. Water parts and leaps, in the wake of the ste
Golden Crests and Apple pie 1Golden Crests and Apple pie 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
The ballroom lay in ruins. Chunks of marble littered the tiled floor, scattered around in broken heaps that nearly meshed together to create a solid blanket of rubble. The local band's instruments, dented and fractured far beyond recognition, lay in assymetrical positions around the room. Many of the animals from the garden still skittered about through various rooms, their loosely-aimed sprints unceasing until they'd explored every last nook and cranny within the castle walls, leaving muddy pawprints everywhere. Many of the royal guards and servants were tending to the enormous mess, for the most part ignoring the animals, but the occasional shout and hoof chase was not uncommon. After the pillars collapsed, most of the remaining partygoers had moved outside into the still-intact garden, small groups of ponies still gossiping and chatting about the six mares who were responsible for this disaster.
Holding glasses of punch in their hooves and still contemplating shock,
Seven Days with SpitfireSeven Days with Spitfire3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Day 1 Shattered Dreams
The bright yellow pegasus with the fiery colored mane flew as fast as she could. In her years with the Wonderbolts, she had never pushed herself like this. Her wings felt like they were on fire, but she pushed her muscles even further. Her goal was coming into view. She just hoped the help she needed would be available.
Rainbow Dash rolled over and rubbed her eyes. Yawning, she grumbled about having to even get out of bed. She was so comfortable. If the sun were just not as bright, she could go right back to sleep. Still, today was a big day for work. She knew she had to get up and get moving. Rolling out of bed and thumping heavily on the floor, she blinked her eyes and smacked her tongue in her mouth trying to figure out the taste the morning brought. Walking toward her bathroom, she placed her hoof gently on the one p
Soaring with the Rainbows Chapter 3Soaring with the Rainbows Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Soarin beat his wings, forcing them to carry his body for just a minute more. He gritted his teeth, straining to give no sign of how much this pained him. If he was going to lead the squad, this pretense of invincibility was necessary. The acting captain coasted on an updraft, using its energy to glide in to the training field. From what he could see, the team was already there, with the exceptions of Fleetfoot and Spitfire.
The squad hung around in bunches on the field, lazing about. Surely the stallions should be a bit more skittish than this? But what he had thought to be a violent panic had, in fact, merely been a localized pocket of mayhem. The stallions here hadn't been affected, although they seemed to be more alert than the mares; everypony here was unaware of what had happened over at the other side of the base. Well, that would change pretty quickly. Gossip spread fast here. He'd better take the chance to tell them the truth now, before the stories reached them.
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XVVampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XV3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're in a place of fear." Good with Grenades.
My blood was no different from anyone else's. It was red; it tasted like iron, and ran through veins. However, they did mention how my blood was valuable somehow to others, but immediately mentioned Arthur. Arthur was practically king of vampires, most vampires feared him. This was the first time I heard of other vampires wanting to fight him, like the Nordic vampires. I never really realized that if I were to take out Arthur all the other vampires would attack humans more often. I glanced at Arthur; he seemed annoyed with what Berwald said. He slouched in his seat looking away from everyone else.
"Why my blood though?" I asked.
"Your Arthur's w'fe, no?" Berwald asked, even though he knew the exact answer.
"Her blood is much sweeter because of it " Alfred mumbled, "I've been getting an urge to bite her this whole time even Matt! And you know he has never had the urge to drink human blood." He exp
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XIIIVampire!Arthur x Reader: Part XIII3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"When the world turns to darkness she will be the light to guide the Way" Patamongirl.
Chika's eyes were full of darkness as she told me her request. Honestly, the Nordic vampires were hard to get rid of. They had been around since the town was founded. First of all there was the leader Mathias Kohler, he was rather exotic at the way he would take the blood away from a person. Then there was Lukas Bondvik, he was different, as a vampire they shouldn't be able to evoke spiritual power, however he could, making him a huge threat. Then there was Berwald Oxenstierna, he was the most vicious of all of the Nordic vampires, always leaving his messes around, however he had gone missing recently. Finally, the youngest of all of them Emil Steilsson, was very skillful at getting blood from his victims.
I had told her I would think about it. The sun had gone down, and the leeches in the basement were waking up. Gilbert had gone to his own home to bring Lutz back, a
FoE: Broken SteelFoE: Broken Steel4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stable 88, a control Stable constructed by Stable-Tec over two hundred years ago to protect over five hundred ponies from a Mega Spell Disaster. It did its job, it saved those who made it into the Stable when the call came out, but it also sealed the fate of them all too. When the bombs fell and the giant steel door rolled into place and was driven in by the mechanical arm, it broke. No pony had ever found out what happened but they say that the vibrations from the bombs damaged a vital internal component that jammed the steel door's locking system in place, permanently sealing the Stable from the outside world.
For two hundred or so years the huge Stable continued life, everypony lived and died as the years passed. The Stable was supposed to house six hundred but when the door closed, only five hundred and fifty two made it in. Despite this, the Stable was said to house enough genetic diversity to allow the populace to live in the Stable for at
Resistance, PrologueResistanceResistance, Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Simply the thing I am, shall make me live."
Prologue: Lost in the Fire
Thrumming rain and thrashing leaves overwhelmed the usual silence of the mid-afternoon air. The library was dark, much too dark for anypony to see properly. The tall, book-filled rooms were usually flooded with sunlight, which on most days would pour through the great tree house's numerous windows and spill onto the floor like an overturned barrel of Sweet Apple cider. Today, however, there was no sun to be spiltat least none that could be seen by the unicorn filly that crept through the shelves of the library in search of a family treasure. Apparently, the building's resident dragon had not cared to light even a single candle.
The Pegasus ponies had set up a regular tempest, something that they had to do every so often when a scheduled drizzle was skipped. That seemed to happen quite frequently lately, though no pony was entirely sure why. Lightning arced across the sky, connecting with the