| Deviant Login | Shop |
 | Join deviantART for FREE  |
Take the Tour  |
It Feels Like WonderlandEyes flicker open and I blinked in confusion at the blurry, swirling mess that was my vision. I stayed that way, lying still as I could until the cloudy haze cleared and I was left staring at a tiny crack in the faded panels of the ceiling.It Feels Like Wonderland9 months ago in Settings More Like This
Where was I?
How was I there?
I was suddenly aware that the bed (I assume it was a bed) that I was lying on was rock solid, almost like a table and the pillow was thin and barely offered any comfort from the solid surface beneath me. I could hear a soft beep of what sounded like a heart monitor in the distance but this was accompanied by the tick of a clock or cogs moving.
Curious to see if I could m
Short Story - Snow fallDelicately falling,Short Story - Snow fall5 months ago in Settings More Like This
silently through the crisp night air. Teeny tiny little snowflakes
dance through in the wind. Pushing them around in swirling circles.
Creating small tornadoes of snow traversing across the flat snow
covered land. Tossing the infinitely different sizes and shapes that
make up the snow flakes as they fly around. Then they hit the ground
silently, only to be seen by the nocturnal creatures, who were
staying close to each other to stay warm.
The snow began to then
gather together in little groups, clinging to each other and and
freezing to each one another like interlocking hugs. Though they were
bigger, the massive wind still pushed them around just as much as the
tiny single flakes who were so desperately finding one another to
hold onto each other. To not be alone in their plummet to the ground
filled with all the other layers of snow.
There had been shoe print
in the snow earlier that night, but with the heavy fall of the snow
they had been covered up quite q
All Hallow's SilenceTonight was meant to be a night of fun and games like every Halloween before it. Tonight was meant to be filled with laughter while they snickered at her scream over a speck of dust fluttering past her eye. Never in the most horrendous of night terrors had she imagined what was soon to come when they entered the rundown horror house.All Hallow's Silence9 months ago in Settings More Like This
Rumors had circulated concerning what resided inside, but her companions had assured her it was all a load of bull. Residents claimed it was the gate to Hell and a source of all of the world's demons. Those who entered were never heard from again, but any skeptic was likely to challenge that.
For those reasons
.::.The Long War Ahead.::..::.The Long War Ahead.::.6 months ago in Settings More Like This
- Fanfiction - Cross Over - The Long War Ahead.-
Loki glances towards his brother Thor, they were fighting for hours, the enemies showed no sign of giving up. He was clearly across the street, his brother busy at the next one down but able to see him from a distance. He didn't want to join a war or even yet help rescue Midgard from an invasion of demons and fallen angels.
Why Demons and Fallen Angels? Aren't they supposed not to exist? Guess he was wrong. It was his first encounter with these creatures and they were controlling human bodies or corpse that was lying around.
Loki swung his scepter, the side smacking into the possessed human
Discorded Chocolate MilkDiscorded Chocolate Milk7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
DISCORD CHOCOLATE MILK
WITH
COTTON CANDY
VIDEO--->http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZzjrHlsFts&feature=g-upl
2 TO 3 TEASPOONS OF CHOCOLATE COCO POWDER OR CHOCOLATE SYRUP
1 1/3 CUP OF MILK (16 OUNCES OR SO)
COLD WHIP CREAM OR REDDI WHIP OF ANY FLAVOR
COTTON CANDY(PREFERABLY PINK)
Long straws
Take the coco mix or syrup and stir it into the milk until fully blended and dissolved. Let chill in the fridge for about 30 to 60 minutes.
Fill the glass with the milk leaving 2 to three inches from the rim (top
Slenderman. Stop.Slenderman.2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Don't breathe.
Don't think.
He might hear you.
I am pressed against the wall. My fingers are spread as wide as they will go as my palms press heavily on the drywall. I take a deep breath. Hold it tight. I feel the air escaping my lungs, my circulation; my blood thinning of oxygen as I hold, one, two, three….
I hear Him slither down the hallway. His movements are languid, snake like, as He comes after me. I can imagine it all in my head: the long, thin arms, coiling around every turn and corner, searching for me. Have you ever noticed His face? His eyes—or lack thereof? I have a theory. He doesn't have eyes because
Sta.sh
