behind....behind every beautiful thing there is some kind of pain...behind....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
being strongGettin pushed around thinking no one cares that's not true cause i do,being strong3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So put your head up high,
stay strong wear that fake smile,
move on dont let those bullyies get you down
your stronger than that razor,
You think that your alone but your not,
every one here is to help you with faith we will guide you...
it will got better...
i know it's hard,
it'll take a while to get easier
but i will...
one day you'll realize,
you are strong
scarsi stay up all night thinkingscars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"why does nobody like me?"
"why was i born?"
"what if i just take this razor and
but i can't because i know there
is so much more to live for,
but i still stay up every night in my bed
crying and sliding the razor across my wrist
i need to feel that burning sensation,
why do i do it?
because i need to numb the pain,
i know it takes forever for the cuts to disappear
but i'll feel lost without them,
i know people will ask what they are
i'll just have to make an excuse...
i never realized that blood and scars were so beautiful,
i know people will wonder why i have scars
but i can't help it, i need them...
i'm in too deep, just like the scars...
they are part of me, nobody will
notice until your in too deep....
Hello MusiciansHello musicians.Hello Musicians5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Look at your band, now back to mine, now back at your band, now back... to mine.
Sadly your band isn't mine, but if you stopped writing pointless pussy-footed love-songs and switched genres you could sound like you're my band.
Look down, back up, where are you? You're on a stage, with the band your band could sound like.
What's in your hand? It's a setlist with intelligent songs about awesome things that your fans love. Look again: the setlist is now a record deal!
Anything is possible when your band sounds like a real band and not a boyband.
I'm in a music video.
Thinking of YouI have to wonder; why am I thinking of you so much lately? Even as I ask that question I know the answer.Thinking of You4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You gave me back my hope.
What exactly caused it to return? Was it when you said
"You're jealous, aren't you?"
- with a smile that made it seem like you knew everything, even the one secret I've kept so carefully hidden?
Or maybe it was those teasing eyes of yours. I'm still so marveled by their remarkable beauty that I stare at them longer than I should, and this time, it felt like you gazed back.
Regardless of the reason, you pushed me off a cliff I was climbing up, just when I was nearing the summit.
Perhaps this time, I can make you fall with me.
After all, it's quite unfair for me to be the only one with unfinished math homework because my thoughts of you take my other responsibilities and hide them. They especially like feeding my jobs to the monster in my chest.
It's irksome, dealing with the beast day after day. It wants you so badly it will
fakeI smile and laughfake8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but inside I'm dying
you can't hear my thoughts
you don't see me crying
I've learnt to be quiet
I've learnt to hide
to pretend to be happy
and ignore what's inside
you like to think nothing's wrong
you like to think I'm okay
you like to see me "happy"
even if it's not really that way
happy and bubbly
can't you see it's fake?
you choose not to see past it
and that's your mistake
one day when I'm crying
no longer able to hide
then you'll see the pain
that all along has been inside
The Real ZombiesZombiesThe Real Zombies3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You neither need a necromancer
Nor a virus in the air
The zombies are around us
Some looking like you and me
Some you can easily discover
While others remain a mystery
They don't have brain on their menu
No blood on their face
They don't move like robots
They've got elegance and grace
They are controlled by something
That's what they all share
Some want you to be like them
While others don't care
The zombies I'm talking about
Have nothing to do with movies and books
The zombies I'm talking about
Are what the media has on its hooks
What the fashion says is law
And the TV's never wrong
The internet's the world
Where those zombies belong
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let your heart sill, don't despair
Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.
You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.
You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,
be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.
Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,
much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.
Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.
Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is inside you.
Any possible help or light is gone,
you are here, and you are alone.
No matter how much you hide, how much you run...
The nightmare has just begun.
Drawing FAQDrawing FAQ5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
EDIT: This is REALLY LONG, so feel free to search for the question you want answered by hitting Ctrl+F to bring up your browser's search function. Any and all insults contained herein are for comedic purposes only (except when I'm addressing excessively stupid people, in which case, they started it. I find ignorance offensive. Even my own). If it helps, I get tired of being cruel about a quarter of the way in, and although I'm still quite sarcastic after that, I'm at least informative. You may have better luck just looking at my tutorials. More pictures, less sarcasm.
My Drawing FAQ AKA The Long-Winded Philosophy Of Pencil Drawings
Q. Can I ask you a quick question?
A. I guess, but make it snappy. I'm pretty busy.
Q. You're just sitting there... and spinning around in your swivel chair.
A. That is not true! I'm also trying to balance a pencil on my lip. Anyway, what may be perceived as staring slack-jawed into space, or gawking at screenc
Roxas' Faiding: FY styleRoxas' Faiding: FY style5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I...I guess this is...good-bye..."I looked into his eyes, the pain and suffering over whelming.
"...to everything...every one..." He sighed and looked over his shoulder at the body behind him, it had fiery red hair and an arm missing, it was surrounded in a pool of crimson blood, his eyes rolled back into his head and a loving smile tugging at his cold lips, giving the body an ominous feeling.
This is when I realized that the boy standing in front of me, who was so much like me we could have been twins, was covered in the same blood. It coated his hands, legs and the large, floor length cloak hanging from his skinny shoulders. The blood left small splatter marks in a diagonal line across his stone face.
I took a step forward.
"Isn't there anyone you want to say good bye to first? I mean, it's not like we have to do this right now, a few more hours wouldn't hurt..." I placed a hand on his shoulder, the blood slick between my fingers. The boy looked away, his face pale and emotionless b
Catching Butterflies Chapter 2Catching Butterflies Chapter 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rarity moved forward at a slow and nervous pace; her mind had never raced this much before. She had no idea what to expect, she didn't want to get yelled at and shut out again, but she also couldn't just leave this problem be. This must be solved today. Time seemed to slow as she walked up the narrow path leading to Fluttershy's front door. The time had come; it was time for Rarity to find out what was really going on.
She was about to reach for the door handle, but stopped herself. "It would be rude to just barge in," she thought. "No, I must handle this with dignity, and respect." She then positioned herself to knock on the door, however just as her hoof was about to make contact, she heard something; the most beautiful singing she had ever heard:
Lovely Rarity, I know that you're the one for me
I think you'll see, our love can come to be
Be it night or day, I won't stop, I won't delay
I'll storm their walls; I'll break your falls, just so that I may
Get close to you, I know it's tru
Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch. 4A strange smell permeated through the nursery. It smelled faint and foul. Goosekit thought it smelled a little like a bad mouse Mumblepaw had caught once. Gingerpelt had bristled when he had dropped it on the fresh-kill pile, quickly taking it away and making sure the prey underneath it was clean. "Disease follows bad prey." She had explained to a curious Goosekit.Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch. 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of course, Goosekit was used to the smell by now. He reeked of it.
"HARGHK HORCK HAARRCK!" Thick, ragged coughs spouted from his lips, clawing out of his throat. His body shuddered with each cough. From somewhere far away, he thought he heard Silverheart's voice, felt her tongue rasping against his back. But his mind was lost in a fevered haze of pain and confusion. He felt as though his chest were made of stone; each cough was like brittle fangs scraping out of his body. He had been in this state for a few days nowor had it been longer? Maybe it was a moon. Maybe it was five moons. He really hoped that Moonkit
Pinkie's Tooth"This is the best birthday ever!" Pinkie Pie's words broke through the walls of Sugar Cube Corner, her exalted voice being almost painful to her friends standing by her if they hadn't already been forced to become used to her overzealous voice over the years. The party pony bounced around the room in her new bright pink dress happily singing one of Rarity's many dress making songs, which only confused the unicorn who was sure she never sung it while in her friend's presence.Pinkie's Tooth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My present is next!" Twilight stated, thrilled to show her new discovery to her friends. Pinkie suddenly stopped bouncing and flashed across the room to the table growing an even larger smile.
"Ohhhh, what is it?" The earth pony shook the large box but heard no rattling sound, confused she hit the box against the table but again heard nothing. With an unsatisfied frown she brought her teeth to the box and tore the wrapping off with a single clean sweep.
Upon seeing the large scroll unfold in Pinkie's hooves Twilig
Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch.26Gingerpelt hovered over Littlestream. The white she-cat convulsed, moaning, and Goosefeather licked her ears, trying to calm her. "It's alright, Littlestream." He meowed gently. "It'll be over soon."Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch.264 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His mentor looked over, and nodded. "Alright, one's coming now. Ready? Push!"
The queen went rigid, gasped, and a wet bundle of fur plopped into the nest. Goosefeather scooped it up, licking it vigorously. As its fur became dry and fluffy under his tongue, it let out a long mewl.
Littlesteam relaxed at the sound, and she sighed deeply. Goosefeather looked at her, and then at Gingerpelt. "Is that it? Only one? That's unusual."
"But not unheard of." Gingerpelt gently picked up the one kit and set it beside its mother. "It's a tom, Littlestream. A handsome little tom."
Littlestream purred in joy, leaning over and nuzzling her son. His mewls cut off as he latched onto her belly. Goosefeather couldn't help but smile. He was an energetic little scrap with gray tabby fur. Like his father.
Catching Butterflies Chapter 3Catching Butterflies Chapter 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rarity wordlessly stared at the white unicorn with the electric blue mane. Her judging eyes scanned the pony, taking mental note of every flaw she saw, noticing how her mane was disorganized, how her cheeks were filled with food in a most improper way, and most of all, how she acted like none of this was a big deal in an establishment such as this. However, the analytical fashion designer did notice redeeming factor: her dress was absolutely stunning and elegant. The piece flowed so brilliantly she was surprised it wasn't something of her creation.
"So are you just going to stand there or are you going to take my order?"
Rarity quickly snapped out of her trance. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Alright, I'll have the pork."
Rarity continued to stare at her as Fluttershy shrank back a little bit. The mare burst out lauging.
"Oh come on! Why don't carnivorous jokes ever go over well with you people? It's like you guys have no sense of humor, sheesh. Anyway, I would like a large dinner platter for two
Porky's Super Cool Journal..Porky's Super Cool Journal of Why He is So Awesome and How He Made the World a Better Place. ...and he's Super Cool. Part 1Porky's Super Cool Journal..6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Day 1: The time machine won't time travel anymore. What a piece of junk. You'd think that with Giygas gone and all I'd be the best thing alive in the whole universe, but apparently this stupid time machine doesn't think so. I insulted it a lot today. I sure showed it, stupid time machine.
Now I'm stranded here in some hick village. It reminds me of home, with the exception of my loving mother and my goody-two shoes neighbor. I'm bored.
Day 2: I modified the machine so I can walk around and stuff. Walking is for chumps! I'll just let the machine do all the work for me, I AM the best thing in the universe after all! I met some guy called Locria. That's a stupid named. Stupid stupid stupid. After
Te QuieroTe quiero.Te Quiero5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
How many times have I heard that statement?
How many times has it made me smile?
How many times has it made me feel loved?
I don't know.
I think it was the first thing he said to me. I remember being throughly confused. Those emerald eyes laughed at my face.
I remember when we had our first fight and I wouldn't speak to him. He told me, "I'm sorry. Te quiero." It was my turn to laugh at his expression.
Everytime I would have a lapse in self-worth, he was there. He would hold my hands and look at me with those green eyes narrowed. "Te quiero." He would say.
Everytime I felt alone, he was there. He would ruffle my hair and smile that great big grin. "Te quiero." He would say. I would smile back.
When my father left and I went into a rage, he let me vent. He listened attentively and coulde relate to my anger. And when I ran out of steam, he slapped me on the back and challenged my high score. We spent the rest of the n
TheRunawayGuys in: Trapped in a Videogame!?TheRunawayGuys in: Trapped in a Videogame!?3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Runaway Guys in: Trapped in a Video game!?
Hello Deviant-art, Dark-Wizard-Seth here, And I had an idea for a story and I thought I'd post it, In this Story, Based on the Youtube Group TheRunawayGuys, After Emile (Chuggaaconroy) buys a Mario game that no one seems to have heard of, He thinks it's a good idea to buy the game and bring back to his apartment and do an LP of it with Jon (ProtonJonSA) and Tim (NintendoCaprisun), but when the game swallows them up, the gang will have to fight through great trials and Defeat many Fearsome Foes, Oh, Also, Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story, Except the O.C.'s and the Concept,
Somewhere in Florida, A Young man is arguing with the clerk of a local Gamestop
"C'mon!" He yelled, This is Emile, A.K.A Chuggaaconroy, "I've played ever Mario game you've got, and my friends are coming over so we can record, Do you have anything else?"
"Sorry, Dude" The Clerk replied, Then she looked as though she remembered something "But look, since your
Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch.14The sun climbed higher in the sky. When it was at its peak, those in the guard patrol went out to set up their perimeter. Silverheart licked Rockpelt and he laughed, but she looked more serious, following Lightfur and Moonpaw out of camp.Goosefeather's Judgment--Ch.144 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Goosepaw sat by his father. He was still running herbs through his headgoldenrod and cobwebs for open wounds, burdock for infection, dock to slow bleedingwhen Rockpelt looked down at him. "You know, I'm proud of you." He purred.
"Huh?" Goosepaw looked up at him, surprised. Where did that come from?
The big black and white tom nodded. "I am. I sorta wish you had become a warrior, of course, but you can bet I'm proud of how well you're doing as a medicine cat."
The young tom flushed, looking shyly at his paws. "Thanks, Rockpelt."
He leaned down and licked the top of Goosepaw's head. "Now, when Branchstar gives the word, we'll go teach those mangy ShadowClan cats a lesson, huh?" He chuckled.
"Yeah." Goosepaw said.
"I just hope I can ke
3 Days Regret - Part 7Celestia's burning sun hovered sternly out of reach, basking Ponyville with the light of the inevitable day. All Rainbow Dash could do was wait, wait for her hopes and dreams to crumble around her as her friend's voices echoed in her ears. 'You will see your girlfriend tomorrow.' Rainbow's hoof slowly slid down the pane of glass as she lowered her sight from the window feeling the recurring pain as she limped over to Rarity's bed. Rainbow gazed down to her best friend curled up in a ball, breathing delicately in her sleep. "I'm sorry." She whispered before limping towards the door.3 Days Regret - Part 73 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Before she could reach the door Rainbow felt something grip around her leg. "Where are you going?" With a sad sigh the injured mare turned to face Fluttershy who's hoof held her in place.
"I just, need some air."
"You just came from the window." Fluttershy responded unmoving from her grip, staring up at her best friend.
Rainbow looked away, wishing she didn't have to talk. "How long have you been watching me
Catching Butterflies Chapter 1Catching Butterflies Chapter 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fabric flew through the air as sewing machines buzzed and threads weaved. A white unicorn was hard at work preparing an ensemble for a client. "Work," she said to herself. "There's always so much to do, which I suppose is a good thing, of course. Naturally I should expect an increase in my work load as my clients get bigger and bigger. Oh my! It's such an exciting thought! Rarity's designs worn by the most regal ponies in Equestria! Now, now, dear, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves."
In the midst of her external monologue, her timer rang.
"Oh dear, is it that time already?"
She swiftly grabbed her robe and galloped out the door to meet a certain yellow Pegasus at Ponyville's spa. It was a small business, as the luxuries of a spa were not affordable to the average pony, but being one of the high class ponies in Ponyville, Rarity could afford to take her and Fluttershy weekly. They normally discussed current events and minor gossip, of course with the dress maker running the conve
the paved and the dusty pathOnce there was a young man walking along a path. He had been cautioned to stay on the path, and not scamper into the swaying fields beyond, for the grass was tall and he could lose his path amongst the billowing sheaves.the paved and the dusty path5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes his path would intersect with other paths, and sometimes he'd see other young men walking along the paths. He wondered where they were going that their paths would take them to, and how far they had left to go. He wondered the same about his own path, on occasion, but it didn't bother him. It was his path, and so it was where he would walk, and he felt safe in knowing it would take him right where he was meant to go.
The summer heat bore down on him from above, and he grew hungry and thirsty. He sat down in the shade of a convenient tree, unslung his sack from his shoulders and ate of his bread and drank of his wine. As he looked out over the open fields he spotted an apple-tree. It was quite far from his path, but bread was all he had eaten for days, and he
50. Breaking the Rules part I50. Breaking the Rules part I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I pulled the key from the rusted, squeaky lock, shoving the heavy oak door in, stepping into the stuffy hall. The smell of cigarette smoke, whiskey and barbecue filled my lungs and I coughed lightly; ah, so good to be home. I stared down the smoky hall, my eyes already half-lidded as I grunted loudly to signify to any one or thing that could hear me that I was home, not that there were any to hear me.
Slamming the door shut with excessive force from my foot, I sighed, some sort of god awful racket coming from the flat below, great, I could feel a migraine coming already. I start down the smoky hall, dumping my overly heavy briefcase on the stand, a small, shaky table given to my by my ever so loving mother when I moved into my current residence with my 'hot new boy toy'. I'm just gonna say it now, that last sentence contained heavy sarcasm. The only reason I am actually living in this hell hole is 'cause that wondrous mother of mine threw me out of the house when she found out I was ga
Pokemon Creepypasta1: Wonder Mail SI've always wanted a shiny Glaceon in my team on Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Sky. I booted my Nintendo DS, with my trusty DS card always plugged in. After three long hours, I could not find the Wonder Mail S code for a shiny Glaceon (Only Celebi is shiny in Explorers of the Sky), but then something caught my eye:Pokemon Creepypasta1: Wonder Mail S3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Wonder Mail S code for shiny female Eevee
XXXX XXXXX XXXX
XXXX XXXXX XXXX
Anyway, I don't remember the code, but I remember the first odd instance: even though the letter 'O' was coloured a dismaying red, I still managed to key in the letter (unusable letters and characters are coloured red, while available ones are white). A warning message popped out after I tapped the 'END' option:
WARNING: THIS CODE MIGHT DISRUPT YOUR SAVED FILE. CONTINUE?
WTF? All in caps? What is this? But then I just shrugged it off and tapped 'Yes' anyway. After selecting continue, I went to 'Job List' and saw the job request:
Eek! Absol has my Nectar!
It was taken... Please, get it back