Lyrics: Nightmare NightPerformed by Mic the Microphone feat. WoodenToasterLyrics: Nightmare Night5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yeah. Watchu know 'bout Nightmare Night, son?!
Welcome, fillies and gentle-colts. No reason to scream.
Your favorite Princess is back, she's walkin' up on the scene.
She has been stuck on the moon, but that's no reason to fret.
She's not a Nightmare no more, so buckle down and get set.
She's comin', gracin' her subjects. She ain't leavin' no choice.
She's gonna blow you all back with her Equestrian Voice.
So cover all of your fears and stow away all your fright.
The lunar Princess is back, to bring the Nightmares tonight.
She's living in the past.
So you won't last, Without the proper care.
With a royal farewell, and an animate spell.
You won't have long to prepare.
Now little fillies, this is Nightmare Night.
Your ruler Nightmare Moon is back to come and
Fill you with fright. So hurry.
Now get your goodies and fill up all your bags, and
Go and leave a candy offering for that big ol'
Switching Dimensions pt. Ten (LokixReader)I pulled the jacket on as I opened the door into my room, yelping slightly as an arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me out of the room.Switching Dimensions pt. Ten (LokixReader)7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
‘Bruce!” I sighed at seeing him standing in front of me, blushing as he lifted me into his arms and quickly wrapped my arms around his neck. ‘Bruce what the hell?!”
“I’m sorry I can’t do anything about your voice, I’m not sure how to counter act Loki’s magic.” Bruce said quietly as he walked into the elevator, holding onto me and sighed. “You really are just skin and bones, aren’t you?”
‘I’m perfectly healthy.” I glared at him.
“What’s the look for?” he blinked, stepping out into the kitchen as the door opened and set me on a chair.
“Eve thinks’ she’s perfectly healthy.” Loki said as he sat next to me.
“That’s absurd. Even without the medical exam I gave you the instant you arrived anyone can clearly
Lexi's Tied Up Tickle Torture*rrrrrrrrr*Lexi's Tied Up Tickle Torture3 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Lexi sighed. Despite finals being only a week away, she was unable to focus the least bit on the textbook sitting in front of her; she hadn’t eaten any breakfast that morning and her belly had been growling hungrily ever since she arrived at the library, growing steadily louder as it got even closer to lunchtime. She stretched, reaching her arms high above her head. The motion pulled the hem of her long-sleeve navy blue shirt up past her belly button, and she rubbed her bare belly.
Her friend Shane, sitting next to her at the library table, looked up. Lexi smiled at him, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry!” She whispered. “I’m just so -” her belly let out a loud growl that lasted a good four or five seconds before trailing off into a soft gurgle. She blushed.
Shane smirked. “Hungry?” he guessed. He reached over and patted her belly, causing Lexi to laugh.
“Nooo, I’m ticklish,” she
Equestria Girls - Big brother's watching youHe tapped at the window to mark the seconds as they passed. He hated waiting, but he knew that it was important that he do so. This was a conversation that was needed, even though he was certain that he'd probably get in trouble for it later. Shining Armour, former captain of the Equestrian royal guard, and current co-ruler of the Crystal Empire alongside his wife, Princess Cadence. He was in his office, in the royal palace of the Empire's crystal city, looking out of the balcony-window at the city below.Equestria Girls - Big brother's watching you8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been over a year since the two of them had taken the throne of this place, but they had settled into their roles well. Having had a military background, Shining had taken on the role of instructor of the nation's new guards, and they'd all turned out well. And speaking of the guards, it was that which now concerned him. For it had recently come to his attention that one of his guards had been seen doing something that, needless to say, had surprised the stallion a great deal.
Kids These Days.I don’t have swag.Kids These Days.4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have integrity.
I am not a boss.
I am a leader.
I’m not a hipster.
I do what I like.
I do not live only once.
I live every day of my life.
The Ideal Gift - Jack Frost x ReaderIt was Christmas Eve, and you were spending the night locked in your bedroom with the lamp on beside you while drawing small sketches in your binder. You ended up doodling snowflakes, each of them having a different design and size. Suddenly, a small knock interrupted your moment, but it wasn't coming from your bedroom door, but your window.The Ideal Gift - Jack Frost x Reader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leaning forward to see, there you saw a young boy with silver hair grinning at you. A grin automatically appeared on your face as you held up one finger, telling him to wait. You quickly placed your pencil and binder on the desk beside your bed then quietly opened the window.
"Hi there, Jack." You said as the cold air from outside came rushing in, making you slightly shiver. Jack Frost greeted back as he flew into your room, and landed on your bed with a soft thud then placed his staff on your bed.
A rush of joy filled your heart as your stomach started to tickle, you weren't expecting your friend, Jack Frost, to make an appearance today. You could
viii.you tell them how you've been seeing his face in clouds lately,viii.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
and how fast your heart races,
and how tightly your hands clamp shut,
and how his eyes are just too green
for you to speak.
swaying and smiling,
a sigh in your chest,
you call it love.
they call it fear.
3 Weeks Party - Part 2It was closing time for Sugar Cube Corner. Mrs. Cake was changing the sign on the door to 'closed' while her husband was finishing cleaning the last of the tables. "I'll go let Pinkamena know, dear" Mrs. Cake told her love as she went upstairs to Pinkie's room. They didn't have a foal of their own, and looked after Pinkie Pie as her parent figures. When she first appeared in Ponyville years ago, Pinkie was only a small pink filly and her mane was strait from sadness and the rain. The couple soon found out she had no family nearby, if any, and feeling sorry for her they decided to adopt her, at least until her parents could be found. She was such a sad pony back then.3 Weeks Party - Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"AH! No you didn't see anything we weren't doing that your imagining it there's nothing going on!" Pinkie yelled as her door swung open. The pink pony was holding the plush of Rainbow Dash which she quickly swung from her mouth to behind her back.
Mrs. Cake was sure of one thing, Pinkie had gotten happier since the early d
Inflation ExpressionThe Inflation ExpressionInflation Expression5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(or, "A Twist of Inflationary Fate!")
______by Alec Deluxe_________________________________
Kitty sighed as she seated herself on the veranda, looking out over the city. She sat back in her chair, stretching out her long, slender, perfect legs and didn't even bat a pretty eyelid as Lorella stepped into view.
"I wondered when you'd show yourself," Kitty mused aloud. "You've been following me close to a week. Were you getting up the nerve to ask me out?"
The short but sleek-figured blonde swallowed but was determined not to let the seated brunette rattle her. "You popped Calum. Popped him like a balloon."
"I'm sure I did," Kitty said calmly. "Who's Calum?"
"He was my boyfriend!" Lorella's eyes flared. "You don't even know who he is?!"
"Who he WAS," Kitty corrected. "And no, I don't. You
why i never wrote you a poem.last summer i triedwhy i never wrote you a poem.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
to use the words that you fell asleep to
to write you a love song but
every time i tried
my fingers froze up.
i failed the test of describing you
in a paragraph
in a sentence
in a word
there is nothing in my head adequate enough
to describe how you look
on the train station platform
when you smile at me.
i can tell you that
my heart climbs into my throat and
my body prickles with heat and
everything disappears, for just a moment, but
the thing i cannot describe
your mouth caresses my name
like it’s the most beautiful sound
it’ll ever know,
like it understands me perfectly,
you are not made of verses.
you have no meter.
you are not written in stanzas
that i understand
and i find myself captivated
at how beautifully complex
your language is.
you say i’m the mesmerizing one, but, baby,
you've stumped me.
you have left a girl,
a person who wants to build their life
NaPoWriMo Day: 1I’ve got 30 daysNaPoWriMo Day: 11 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to defy Icarus:
teach this rose thorn heart
how to fly.
[ All I want to be
is the space between
But, I’m here,
ripping holes in blank pages
while nursing nebulae knuckles
with white plastered walls.
Girl Leaving a Barthe wind picked paceGirl Leaving a Bar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
she could feel the sound
of the music, very
he was telling her
about his sister
through her hair
saying, "You remind me,"
"You remind me."
it was too early
stir with a sudden
turn of crooked fingers
as a car passes,
on broken glass
last night she dreamed
Me and the ComputerThe computer:Me and the Computer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My only friend & confidant
As I'm sitting here tonight,
Like so many other nights,
I'm sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings
With a lifeless box of circuitry
No matter what I say
All it knows is 1s and 0s
I could tell it every fear, sorrow, joy, desire, and obsession
That fills my heart, soul, and mind,
And this cursed machine won't care
It doesn't know how to care.
I want to scream;
I want to cry,
But I can't.
Nothing is stopping me.
I'm hurting so bad,
Yet I'm so numb and emotionless.
I feel so alone,
I sit here wondering if there's really anyone on the the other end,
Or if it really is just me and the computer.
The Inflation RoomThe Inflation RoomThe Inflation Room6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(or, "Balloon Fetisher Meets Body Inflation Fetisher")
_____by Alec Deluxe_____________________________
All eyes turned on Gary as he entered the high school library. He walked awkwardly to a distant desk, far away from other students as possible. He slouched as he walked, trying to keep a low profile, but his eyes ran across Shelly, a pretty blonde who, having never paid attention to him before, now smiled and waved at him.
He smiled back, surprised at the positive attention. Could his new-found notoriety finally be working in his favor?
But then, Shelly puffed out her cheeks and stuck her arms out in front of her in a semi-circle, mimicking the effect of a sudden inflation of her body. The girlfriends at her table burst out laughing, directing most of their hilarity at Gary's reddening face.
Gary had set
Equestria Girls: A Rising SunsetEquestria Girls: A Rising Sunset4 months ago in Drama More Like This
Equestria Girls: A Rising Sunset
An MLPFIM Fan-script written by Julian Yeo
Twitter: @judacris judacris.tumblr.com
Caution: Non-Canon Elements Treated Canonically
The following fan-script explores a storyline that takes place after the events of "My Little Pony: Equestria Girls" and contains a non-canonical pairing. Reader discretion advised.
SCENE: Ponyville Park
Twilight Sparkle and new beau Flash Sentry walk down a path in the park, watching the leaves provide a splash of colour to the ground below.
Flash Sentry: "I gotta say that I like autumn leaves."
Twilight: "I've always loved the leaves falling. They're so pretty."
Flash Sentry: "Not quite as pretty as you."
Twilight: (long pause, Flash Sentry remains still) "I am not... You're such a cheeseball!"
(another long pause)
Twilight: (leans closer to Flash) "You're my cheeseball."
(Flash Sentry produces a weak, embarrassed smile)
(cut to expanded view, we see the co
3 Weeks Party - Part 1Celestia's Sun was slowly rising over Ponyville, almost every pony was seemingly still asleep, that was except for the lone light shining out from a bedroom window of Sugar Cube Corner. Inside sat a pink pony, playing with plush versions of her friends.3 Weeks Party - Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No one can defeat my power I know all your weaknesses with my super brain!" Mimicked Pinkie Pie moving a miniature Twilight Sparkle. "You may know everything from books, Nightmare Sparkle! But you didn't know that's a fake book!" She said while trotting Rarity around in a circle. "What, my super brain cannot handle this no book cannot be correct!" Replied the Twilight plush. "The being weak to a Sonic Rainkick was actually YOUR weakness you told us all!" Replied a worn looking Rainbow Dash as Pinkie threw the Rainbow plush at Twilight knocking her into the wall as Pinkie yelled "Nooooo not again, Super Dash!" "Weeeee you did it Dashie!" Yelled Pinkie holding a smaller version of herself bouncing with it up and down. "I knew you w
3 Weeks Party - Part 3“FINISHED!” yelled Pinkie Pie happily. It broke Rainbow out from her extensive thinking as she looked down her body. She was almost covered in bandages, most areas she was positive didn’t even need them, but Pinkie did them anyway. Including areas very close to her, personal, area. Rainbow was annoyed at herself for being taken away in thought when Pinkie's hooves were down there. Knowing her luck that's the closest she was going to get to Pinkie.3 Weeks Party - Part 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Well I'm happy for ya, doubt y'all be needing any real doctor when you’ve got Pinkie 'flimsy hooves' Pie helping ya out” Applejack said gleefully patting Pinkie Pie on the back, who was nervously giggling to herself.
“What are you talking about?” Dash replied. Unknown how long she was stuck in inner thought oblivious to her friends interactions around her. She looked at Pinkie Pie in the eyes who was still looking surprisingly shy and nervous for the fun lover she was.
“Pinkie doesn't rea
Whispering Death CreepyPastaWhispering Death CreepyPasta7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
There is an old fable, my grandmother would tell us every night of the full moon. When I was younger, I never thought one true, but now I believe in one more than death. It happened one night after my grandmother told me the fable of Whispering Death. I can still see his cold, satanic purple and blackened eyes and that ax.
It was a typical Saturday morning, as I sat at the table eating my eggs with my sisters, my grandmother came in with her fable book and we prepared for another boring tale. She opened the old, worn book and said “You must never repeat this story to anyone, do you understand?”
We all responded with a bored “yes Nana.” before she continued.
“The tale of the Whispering Death. About five hundred years ago, there was a small village that stood in the very spot in which our town now stands. Well one day, a beautiful woman conceived a child with a bandit who often raided graves. She was shunned for conceiving this child and each day she‘d
The making of a blizzard (Loki's fall)The air is cold to touchThe making of a blizzard (Loki's fall)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the burn of frost
Before a teething blizzard
Ice as eerie and green as Death
Stretches bony fingers
From window sils
And the snapping kiss of silver
That electrifies the sky
With chill'd clarity beyond words
Is so dry and cynical
That your tears shrivel
Back into your eyes to freeze
Your bloodstream clot by clot
Mocking your broken world
With whispers of suns as pale
As diamonds, starbursting across
The ancient horizon to blind
Cruel eyes into emerald crescents
Fey as the poisons kings inhale
From crystalline goblets studded
With amethysts and the taste of ozone
(After the dark purple temper
Of charcoal'd thunderstorms)
You wish you minded the cold
That it hurt more, soothed less
But from this altered angle
In the barren, bitter ice and snow
The shattered pieces of your heart
Catch the light, prisming beautifully
Your tragedy is art beyond perfection
And a smile curls at your blueing lips
Even as you choke laughter
More fragile and derisive than curses
I am the Cardinal SinsSay hello everyone to my siblings of sinI am the Cardinal Sins3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Each sister housing a Capital Vice within.
The classification of objectionable flaw
Seven Demons who'll invite you to Satan's Door.
Meet Gula, Miss Glutonny, she'll swallow you whole
greedily indulge in the desires of your soul.
Temptation will drive you to gladly take her hand
and she will lead you away from the promised land.
Fornicatio, her desires and lustful needs
lechery and devotion to sexual greed
Ferral dark passions devored the pure in her mind
A soul overpowered by a love unrefined.
Avaritia, like Lust and Gula at best
denotes greed herself, another sin of excess.
She'll betray you, trick you, pursue her rapacious needs
simply steal from your soul among other misdeeds.
Invidia, Miss envy, has bitter resent
desires that of others to a dramatic extent
Her envious heart craves what she does not possess
A jealous soul a little more than obsessed.
Then there's Socordia, Miss Sloth, pure laziness
or the failure to use the gifts o
lub-dubThere are loverslub-dub1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will never be able to
crawl out from underneath;
I’m caving in, lungs
no longer able
to exhale lovely things.
However hollow, I’ve got
these artist hands,
these god hands of mine
that can save lives.
What’s the point
when I’ve got little
& no one can ever seem
to find my pulse?
colors.red is a power color.colors.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
red is stoplights, anger. rage.
red is my nose when i cry about my parents.
“women are more attractive to men
when they wear red,” he says once
so you cut yourself
because red is blood
and when he ignores the bandages, you say,
“no. look what i did.
look what i did for you.”
but he doesn’t fall in love with you
red is the scream that
comes out of your mouth.
blue is the veins under your skin and
blue is depression that tells you to slice them
blue is the weeks you spend after him
and blue is the great, wide sky above you,
trying to remind you that the rest of the world
is still waiting.
your brother says he’s looking for the light
at the end of the tunnel
but the world is full of light.
(you would know. we can hardly see the stars
because of it.)
the world is not full of you
so you try.
black is what surrounds him
and black is burns
and you’ve been burned, scalded
so you blend in.
My wordsThe amount of words spoken everyday can become repetitive.My words9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
“I want to be stronger.”
They don’t sink in anymore because we've overused them.
“Why doesn't anyone love me?”
No longer can we start a revolution, or inspire a world.
“We can do it! Keep on fighting!”
Instead we wind up sounding cliche.
“I want to die”
No longer are we the poets who make people cry.
“Life is shit”
Instead we leave a blank feeling, because we've heard it before.
So we are left with this emptiness.
But that can’t be true.
Because it’s too cliche.