Discorded Chocolate MilkDiscorded Chocolate Milk1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
DISCORD CHOCOLATE MILK
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)
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) of the glass. Take the cold, thick, whip cream and line the top of the chocolate milk leaving a inch or two from the top of the glass.
Now finally take the cloud of cotton candy and gently shape it to fit in the remaining space of the glass, lightly resting it on the whip cream covering.
Now you have a Discord inspired cotton candy drink! Dip the straw
Stories"Here you go." Fluttershy said as she set down the palette of sandwiches on her coffee table.Stories2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Thanks Fluttershy." Big Macintosh said as he picked a sandwich and started to munching away.
"It was the least I could for the pony who helped me repair my cottage." The mare responded, smiling and sitting down right next to stallion and picking up a sandwich of her own, which Big Mac's heart did some sort of flip flop. And just than a little bunny popped its head out from behind a chair, bounced up to the pegasus mare and rubbed its head against the mare's pink tail. "Oh, hi Angel Bunny," she said as she picked up the rabbit and hugged it. "This is Big Macintosh," she continued while she held the bunny to Big Mac, "he is going to stay with us until the storm passes. Say 'hi' Big Macintosh,"
"Well howdy there Angel." Big Mac said to the rabbit with a smile. "It is nice to meet you."
"Are you hungry?" the pegasus asked the bunny, "Do you want some carrots?"
"Here let me get them Fluttershy." B
CaptiveLittle nightmares, floating closeCaptive2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With little blankets, little ghosts
With little ropes that gag and choke
With little ropes, little ropes
And little tears that draw the dirt
Along my cheeks that glow with hurt
My tears fall down onto my skirt
With lines of tears filled with dirt
The anguish burning on my breath
Makes me pray for a silenced death
No more sleep; no more rest
Just silence in a blissful death
But shackled hands cannot wait
For rage to turn from mislead hate
For we all know our own poor fate
With mislead whips and mislead hate.
Pikachu's StoryPikachu's Story5 months ago in Emotional More Like This
July 20, 2013
Kyla E. Sorell
When I was little, I watched an episode of The Suite Life of Zack and Cody in which the twins are begging their mother to let them get a pet. At one point in the episode, Cody asks his mom if they can get a chinchilla. When she asks what a chinchilla is, he responds, “The world’s largest domestic rodent.” His mother’s eyes widen and she emphatically said, “No!” I laughed so hard at that and asked my own mother multiple times throughout the years if I could get a chinchilla, and when she would ask me what a chinchilla was I’d give the same response Cody did. My mom would always give the same reaction his mom did.
About a year and a half ago, my ex-boyfriend and I started accumulating a wide variety of pets from both PetSmart and PetCo, starting with reptiles and slowly moving towards a couple types of rodents. Every time I went to the pet store, no matter who I was with, be it my ex-boyfri
The Siblings the Apocalypse the Colony - ConcludedThe Siblings the Apocalypse the Colony - Concluded3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you have not read the previous part of the story please go here http://lilleahwest.deviantart.com/art/The-Siblings-the-Apocalypse-and-the-Colony-397545563
I really debated on ending the story where I did before, namely because I did have half of the following already typed out.
I still kinda prefer ending it where I did before, but then I decided that, since it existed, the full ending deserved to be an option for readers.
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The Siblings, the Apocalypse, and the Colony - Concluded
Upon hearing the news the sister's sniper friend could not believe what was happening, her own heart ached for she too has a strong bond with her own brother and could not imagine placing herself in her friend's shoes. The friend knew there was no way out of the law of putting someone down, opposing would be seen as treason, punishable by death.
The friend brashly stepped in to be sure that the target would be incredibly hard to accomplish but not flat out impossible. The sniper friend and her fe
Carrot Cake RecipeCarrot Cake Recipe2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2 cups flour
2tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup sugar
3/4 cup buttermilk
1/2 cup veg. oil
4 CUPS grated carrots
8oz crushed pineapple
1/2 cup chopped walnuts
3oz flaked coconut
2 packages cream cheese
1 stick of butter
3/4 cup powdered sugar
1+ tablespoons of lemon juice (add as much or little as you want, until the flavor is right)
1. Pre-heat your oven to 350, you dont have to do this FIRST but my oven is a slow piece of shit so I have to start it up right away.
2. Grate your carrots up, I like to use a salad shooter for this, makes it go way faster. This is a good time to chop your nuts and drain the hell out of that pineapple, or you're going to have one juicy mess.
3. Flour, baking soda, cinnamon, nutmeg, salt: sift them together into a big bowl. DO NOT PUT THE SUGAR IN HERE.
4. Crack them eggs, use an electric mixer to beat them until they foam up a litte, make them squeal.
MorningWhere the ocean meets the sky,Morning11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
on the horizon far from your eye,
lost in wishes and dreams,
the world is bursting at its seems.
A fire burning bright and strong,
as the sun rises and day sings its song.
The moon and stars take shelter,
in this new dawning light.
From the mountain peaks to the valley,
from the crowded city and the shrouded alley,
to the farmstead and the church,
reaching to the trees where the crows perch.
This new light, this bright new day,
shines upon the path, showing you the way.
Eyes open and dreams fade in the wake.
A smile greets the hours of light to come.
blank canvas.a picture ofblank canvas.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the friends she has
the people that like her
the attention she gets
what she knows
what she can do
what she's good at
the people who love her
what she has to be happy about
what she has to live for
she slits her throat
and paints it red.
Creepy Pasta:Pokemon BloodboneI'm sure we all know how this story starts. There's always someone, getting a game from Gamestop and I am no different. I had always wanted to own Pokemon Heartgold or Pokemon Soulsilver. I had remembered my days playing Pokemon Crystal version. Sure, I owned Black version and White version. But I didn't care. I wanted Heartgold or Soulsilver. One faithful day, I had dropped by Gamestop to check out the games. I was scavenging through a used game pile, when I found a tattered up copy of SoulSilver. The box was cracked in several places and the paper for the cover was ripped. There was a large stain on the front. I wasn't sure what the stain was.Creepy Pasta:Pokemon Bloodbone2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I took the game to the man at the front counter and asked if the game still worked. "Yeah, that game works just as well as any other. But I don't think you'd like it very much. Everyone who buys it returns it the same day with new strange complaints." the man explained to me in response. "Now, I ain't never played it myself, but there must be s
Warrior cat name maker - 2nd PartWarrior cat name maker - 2nd Part2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
UnderstandWhat would you do if i cut my hair?Understand4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What would you do if i changed my clothes?
What would you do if i changed my name?
What would you do if i got surgery?
What would you do if i changed what you perceive as me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still care?
Would you still call me your friend?
Would you still call me your daughter?
I can understand if you don't.
I know I'm a freak.
I know I am wrong.
I know I do not belong.
But for me...
Could you try to understand?
I HATEI HATE2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I hate Racists
I hate Stereotypes
I hate American Imperialism and "God Bless the USA" Bullcrap
I hate ignorant Fundamentalists
I hate Dictatorship
I hate Misunderstanding
I hate when someone interrupts you when you are on the verge of an Epiphany.
I hate Comercialism
I hate Fast Food
I hate Facebook Fads
I hate "Crazes" (Like Planking)
I hate Arrow to the Knee Jokes
I hate when your computer freezes or the driver stops working
I hate Politics
I hate Politicians
I hate Arguments
I hate having to cut the lawn on a hot day
I hate Call of Duty
I hate COD Fanboys
I hate Ignorant Videogamers
I hate Rabid Weaboos and Furries
I hate When some corny fluffy photo of a notepad gets the front page of DA
I hate snobs.
I hate Jerks and Immature excuses of Humanbeings
I hate Dad Jokes and Corny Puns -_-
I hate Cars 2
I hate Batman and Robin (The Movie)
I hate Trolls (doesn't everyone)
I hate when I stuff up a sketch
I hate when I overdo artwork or colour progression
I hate getting a cold
I hate Blood
Chapter 4: Rob's StoryOver 1000 years ago, humanity was at war. Nobody knows exactly why, that information has been scattered to the ages, but what can be confirmed without a doubt is that the forces that drove the planet Earth had become desperate in their struggle. The war was one of attrition. No faction could hold territory, no resource could stay secure, no people safe. Years went on and casualties, as with any war, skyrocketed. Knowing that no faction, in all their hubris, would bring themselves to surrender or make peace; a renowned scientist by the name of Franz Rosenblum took upon himself a great and dire task. Commissioned by President Hunson Abadeer of the United States, it was his duty to take charge of various secret weapons projects in order to end the war and prevent further escalation. Two of the biggest and most ambitious projects, "Project Gladio" and "Project Proteus", were meant to be the deciding factor in ending the war. "Proteus" was a biological weapon, a virus designed to seek out sChapter 4: Rob's Story1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
survivor of stuck: cronusxkankir fanficsurvivor of stuck: cronusxkankir fanfic1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Survivor of stuck ship 1; kankri n cronus
so it long n scarey nite n kankri is tryn to hop in sweatr but he is rly scare n cronus is out in his tent and he look moddifully at sky and say o no dat can be ok but he blush cus he so wish star and that no ok and he cry becus he wil never find that he will luv kankri. kankri cry sexifilly into his bed and contumpulate wat is goin on n he cant slep becus it is pocky nite 4 eridn n sollix n they kiss in tent (i need drw this!! <3w<3) n kankri rly lone cus he wnna play poky game 2 but he trigr them and not good so he wandr an then he meet hanah motan (tat is me xDD im the trol girl) n he kiss him bashfuly n quikly trip on sweat n hanh gigle at him and pik him up but she wit gamzee so she jus mildly yandere yaoi him n pat on cookie n leave. dirk n jake were spishing in beach n gigle but meen meena say that her beach and kik them and they cry n kis n then cronis come save day n throw bakll at her and she go n kankri say that socal justic n
Read this.My only rule for my bases at this time is NOT to upload them as your own. This INCLUDES minor edits to them such as eye options and parts and uploading the blank base as your own (crediting me or not). DO NOT DO THIS. Other than that, do whatever the hell you want with them.Read this.4 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Also, yes they're ALL useable in MS Paint (Paintbrush on Macs).
I don't care to see your finished edit, so please don't bother linking me. If you HAVE to, spam my profile I guess. Not here, not anywhere else.
EVERYONE!! You no longer have to link back your base edit(s). If you mention me in the deviation description (meaning you properly credit/link my name, such as :dev softybases: or :icon softybases: without the spaces) I will see it thanks to the Mentions system!
The Goosemother Scroll Episode 1Once upon a time, many once-upon-a-times ago, the beasts of the earth spoke a common tongue and walked upright like men. Each of a kind followed the laws of his own ruler, and all beastkind followed the laws of the First. The First Beast, the Great Winged Watcher, the Goosemother, they called her. Legend told that the world had been created when she first unfurled her mighty wings, but grief over its future had turned her to the stone that made Historius, the Mountain At the Top of the World.The Goosemother Scroll Episode 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her laws, written upon an ancient scroll and kept by the Eldermice deep below the mount were but three:
No beast chooses himself above his herd.
No beast shall take more than he must to survive.
No beast shall eat of his own kind.
But the scroll also contained a prophecy. A terrible day would come when the earth would be cloaked in the shadow of a profaner. This Shadow Bringer would break all three of The First Laws before crushing the world under his feet. The scroll spoke of countless agonies, o
The Goosemother Scroll Episode 5Pyg fainted and dreamed terrors. Nightmares of strange symbols spelled out in her brothers' blood. Of tall, hairless creatures with large, rat-like claws. Of shadows that sucked her in like quicksand.The Goosemother Scroll Episode 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But it was a prickly, tickly feeling that finally woke her. It felt like a dozen tiny hairs were brushing just-so against her cheek. Pyg opened her eyes to a dim orange light and saw, perched upon her nose, a mouse in a long gray robe.
"Ah! Awake at last. Good, good!" the mouse said pleasantly. His whiskers twitched as he smiled. "I was beginning to worry!"
The mouse felt around her snout with his paws as if unsure and then hopped down beside her upon the bed. How Pyg wound up in a bed, she didn't know, but she hadn't the will to ask any questions now. She saw that her bed was in a humble, cavelike room lighted by candles. Instead of walls, there were dull brown curtains, and she suspected by the sounds outside that her little curtained room was one of many.
"Brother Redfern!" the
The Hate of a Demon Hate. That's all I feel for him. Hate. His mocking eyes, his smart attitude; the smirk he always has. I hate him. My claws unsheathed and I hissed out a warning. He was unfazed. He thinks he can just kill me. He's dead wrong.The Hate of a Demon1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He laughs at me, taunts me; thinks that I'm too soft to hurt; to kill. He's dead wrong. This fiend has messed with too many lives. And I had allowed myself to fall victim. The chains of my past haunt me still. The chains he put on me. He will pay.
Mocking me with a red cloak; red; the color of blood; the blood of his victims in every thread, making up a large, beautiful, gruesome, cloak; I hate him to no end. I shall avenge the souls of those who perished to make his cloak.
I am not a pussycat. I am no one's pet. I am a demon, who has been chained under the laws of a tyrant, and will have no more.
He unsheathes his whip, his weapon; that many have bent their backs to, m