When I Say SoCross me once,When I Say So2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cross me twice,
My eyes, on you I'll set.
Cross me thrice,
Better make a run for it.
Best be prepared,
I won't care for the tears you'll shed;
I will be after your head.
Fear Hell SaviorFear Hell Savior1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It’d been a few months now since everyone I knew had disappeared and nothing I did helped me find them. Admittedly I didn’t know a ton about the world but I had already gotten some of my early reaper training done. Ridge was the first to disappear. No one had noticed until I went to my reaper lessons and notice that no one was home. Rythian was the next quickly followed by Zoey. We never noticed Sips was gone until Sjin disappeared and I was nominated to break the news to him. I didn’t find him and for once I was sad I didn’t. Simon and Lewis went the same day. Probably together knowing how close they were to each other. I wondered when Martyn and his friend Toby disappeared since I didn’t going looking for them till I was completely alone. Duncan was the final one along with Hannah. They had been working to find everyone and one day I woke up to them being gone. I found a cryptic note from Duncan that read:
Hannah and I figured out what’s
Asylum of the Damned - Chapter 5The forest was dense, causing Xephos to frown as him and the rest of the away team cut through the dense foliage. He could hear Worf behind him struggling with a branch that he, as the smaller of the two, could easily duck under. Geordi was concentrating on his scanner with a frown, following Worf closely.Asylum of the Damned - Chapter 52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Xephos frowned at the men following him. "Worf!"
The Klingon stopped a few feet away, grunting when Geordi ran into him. "What is it commander?"
"Shouldn't you be at the back of the group?" Xephos stepped towards the taller man. "Maybe you should take point and I will take the rear."
"My apologizes, commander." Worf frowned. "I will do whatever you order. I should take point however, since you are correct. I am head of security."
Xephos looked at him with a expression that told the Klingon to get moving. "Thank you. Geordi, maybe you should get your nose out of the scanner and pay more attention to your surroundi
You can't breathe in space."You can't breathe in space. It's not like suffocating because someone puts a pillow over your head, or drowning in the ocean. You breathe out a lungful of oxygen and then there's nothing at all to breathe back in."You can't breathe in space.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I took a step away from the captain's station, looking around at the gathered crew, all twenty-six of them at attention. Everything seems so light, as if the entire room is full of lens flare. The ship has just been commissioned, and the crew, in jumpsuits of blue, grey, and red, listen with grave seriousness. I am near the end of my talk, the seemingly endless parade of regulations and clarifying tales all captains are required to tell their crew. Misconceptions are common, even after all the training.
"Unlike some stories say," I continue, "you don't explode, and your blood doesn't boil. You just stop breathing. You turn blue, and you try to cry or scream, but there's no sound in a vacuum. You lose consciousness, and then you die.
"Even if you're brought back, oxyg
When Himchan gets drunkWhen Himchan gets drunk2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were at your breaking point; it was the last straw. He hasn't spoken to you in any way, shape or form for the past week and a half and you were done with it. He didn't call you, text you, nothing, zip, zero, zilch. You wondered what you could have done wrong and after you put the question of you in the wrong you think of Himchan's schedule.
There was not much going on from what you knew. They were on a break for a while and he was blowing you off for sitting in his dorm with five other boys. You'd understand if he'd tell you that he was going to hang at his place, but you don't even get that. You get nothing.
"Some boyfriend he is." you hissed while you put the last plate in the cupboard.
Thoughts raced through your mind as you thought of things to say to him when you finally did speak again. You weren't really sure what could have happened. Was there someone else? What could have went wrong? The two of you hardly ever got to speak, but he used to make an effort. Did you not intere
The Price of Dying“I want to be interred after I die,” Mr. Peters said. He made that clear to his family while he was still lucid, before old age and illness rendered him unintelligible. Seventy wasn’t that old, but he recognized the symptoms that were creeping up on his ailing body – the aches, the fatigue, the feeling of helplessness and despair. Despite his daughter’s attempts to assuage his concerns, he sensed his own mortality.The Price of Dying3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The worst part about dying, Mr. Peters thought, was what happened afterwards. Even since he was a small boy, he had been afraid of fire. He could never forget the scorching heat of the orange flames searing his skin, the dark billowing smoke entering his nostrils. The time that his house burned down, the fire almost took him with it. How ironic then, to escape the fire only to be fed into it after death.
So one day, he sat his son and daughter down after dinner. “I want to be buried whole,” he said, emphasizing the
They Screamed WitchSobbing to myself, lap as a resting place for my handsThey Screamed Witch6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's going on, I don't understand?
Oh, why, why did this have to come to be?
Why, why... Oh God, why me?
This red light around me serves as no condolence
Nor do these fellow creatures who seem so absent-minded... What!
Why does this fool get near me!? This is not something of my tolerance!
I can't take this, get out of my face! Stay away from me, go elsewhere to run amok!
Are my growls not enough to deter you from my space!?
I'm growing impatient, get away from my place!
Must I stand and scream at you to get you to go away!?
Get the message I don't want you here, or you will pay!
Stop shining that light in my face!
That's it--I'll give you a chase!
Run away you little idiot! I don't care what you do!
Or how fast you run, I'll still catch you!
I've got you, I've struck you down!
Is this what you wanted, how you want to be found!?
Die now, no more will I let you be disturbing!
With your little flashlight and gun, your foosteps near
Now I Lay TheeNow I lay thee down to sleepNow I Lay Thee1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thy heart I still, thy breath I keep
I give to thee a rest profound,
May it keep thee safe and sound
A hellish day has brought us here
To shed our blood and pour our tears
‘Twas hatred foul and anguish pure
That caught us in its false allure
It brought us here to our demise
With vengeance false upon our eyes
No quarrel ‘tween us truly was
Yet nowhere did we dare to pause.
We've come now to this solemn end
I’ve taken away your life, my friend
If only we had seen the force
That drove us to this frightful course.
But we did not, and now you’re gone,
An ally from his friends withdrawn.
And now I lay me down to sleep,
Hell for this, my soul will keep.
An oathOathAn oath3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Things were finally settling down again in Canterlot's court, well over a week after the attack and subsequent spectacular defeat of Chrysalis' hordes.
Among those particularly relieved by the change were the royal guards, who were no longer expected to be ready to help the clean-up at all hours of the day or night. While the guards trained hard, they were used to at least something of a schedule.
But it was the nature of the cleanup itself that still rested heavily on the mind of one Mirrored Shield, pegasus guard sergeant.
Cleaning up after a hostile attack by changelings He knew it was something that had to be done, but it made him ill. As much from remembered guilt as anything.
A decision solidified itself. It was surprisingly easy.
The unicorn standing duty with him looked over. "Sir?"
"Mind covering for me for a moment? I've got something to talk to Her Majesty about."
Spear nodded understandingly. Celestia had long had the policy that any, p
Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-Garry flicked his smoked cigarette to the ground, stomping it out with his heel as he faintly heard the final school bell ring. He waited patiently as the students began flooding out the entrance gates, talking of how they were going to just waste their days away, as opposed to studying for tests or working on school projects. He exhaled the plume of smoke he had been holding back, and settled his hands into his pockets. It was just like every other day.Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever since their reunion after the art gallery, Garry made it a point to see Ib everyday. After school he would walk her home or to his house to help her study. If it were a weekend, the two of them would go to the cafe and have some macaroons and some drinks—juice for her, coffee for him. Then after that, they'd stop at Garry's apartment just to hang out and talk about random things. There was quite an age gap between the two, but Ib was Garry's best friend.
The aforementioned girl rounded the corner to the entrance, walking to
Quotes from the GamersQuotes from the Gamers7 years ago in Humor More Like This
What do you have against peasants, you murderous troll?
Oh yes, Oh yes, Oh gods, yes
Yes my master!
I wonder why, you only farted on god.
Are the zinjas, are the nombies? Well never know
Theres 37 more of me, asshole!
Hide behind the bound of dead bards!
Theres a hidden door here!
Its from the trunk
You did just explode.
Super! Can we go to bed now?
In a minute, Bardboy!
Its experience points and waffle time!
Raise Dead on the turkey
P.S. Buck Futter
You raised our dinner from the dead!
My, what fine and rustic architecture. I must examine it more closely!
Nodwick, youre still alive?
No wait, Ill charm him.
You have to admit that mandolin is quite persu
The Wild West Part 2The Wild West Part 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Benny, Leo, and Johnny's Adventures of Short Stories
The Wild West Part 2
Morning came and every resident of Jackrabbit are rushing over to the northeast side of town, where the hot springs are located. Ben, Leonardo, and Johnny followed the crowd to investigate what has happened.
They have reached the hot springs, or whatever's left of it. The water has been disappeared!
"Even in the desert," said Johnny. "It's impossible for a hot spring to dry out."
"I don't think it dried out," said Leonardo. "I think it's been sucked away. Look, there is still small amount of water left."
Kathy and Xavier arrived at the scene, gasping in horror.
"Where did all the water go?" Kathy asked.
"We don't know exactly," said Ben. "But I have a feeling we'll be finding out soon."
The boys met up with Rhea Sue at a nearby saloon, drinking a mug of root beer.
"Hey, Rhea Sue," spoke Johnny. "You shouldn't be in here. Your uncle will be worried a
Hate Sleeping AloneEach nightHate Sleeping Alone2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I lay in bed...
Letting my covers
Try to keep me warm
Though they're never
As warm as your arms.
Letting my dreams
Try to soothe me
Into a deathly calm
Though they're never
As calming as your
Letting hundreds of sheep
Try to caress my eyes
To finally close
Though they shall never
In the way your gentle hand
In mine will.
And while the covers may try
They will never fill the place
Where you slept beside me.
My dreams will never
Fill the emptiness left
Without your breathe.
The sheep will never
Lift me away
Like the comfort of knowing
That your near me
And that you
Will be the first thing I see
When I wake
And each night I stay awake
Because without you
I'd rather not sleep.
Crys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 10Cry's girl:Cry X ReaderCrys Girl: Cry x Reader Part 102 years ago in Romance More Like This
For the last few hours you and Ryan had talked about the stream, he had given you a few pointers on what you should do and say but other than that you really had no clue what to expect. Ryan had set up his laptop so that you would be able to join the stream properly and play games with everyone. You wanted to be as involved as you could since this was your first stream you wanted to really show people what you were like.
It was about an hour before the stream was due to start and you were supposed to call everyone so that you could all meet and break the ice. You had to admit you were really nervous to meet the crew. You had been a fan of them for ages now and you had watched them do the stream every Saturday night without fail. You couldn't actually believe that you were going to be streaming with them it was like a dream come true.
“You ready to call everyone, you look a little nervous.” Ryan
Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal WindListen To The Whisper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.
Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.
Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.
Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin
QUEST FOR ROMANCE MOUNTAINBETHANY WAS A HUMAN WHO DID STUFF AND THINGS UNTIL SHE LEARNED THE MAGIC OF PONIES. THEN SHE BECAME A PONY. BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU DO, YOU BECOME SOMETHING YOU LIKE.QUEST FOR ROMANCE MOUNTAIN4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SO ANYWAYS, SHE WAS A PONY AND SHE LIVED IN PONYVILLE.
AND SHE HEARD ABOUT 'ROMANCE MOUNTAIN' ONE DAY AND ITS MAGICAL WAYS OF MAKING PONIES FALL IN LOVE. SINCE SHE HAD DEVELOPED A WEIRD CRUSH ON BIG MACINTOSH SHE DECIDED TO FORCE HIM AGAINST HIS WILL TO GO FALL IN LOVE WITH HER.
THERE HE WAS AT THE BARN. SHE APPROACHED HIM. HE WAS TALL, MUSCULAR WITH A TONED FLANK UNLIKE ANY OTHER COLT EVER. BECAUSE HE WAS THE MOST HANDSOME PONY EVER. IN ALL OF EQUESTRIA EVER. EVER. SHE ASKED HIM "WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME WITH ME TO ROMANCE MOUNTAIN?". AND HE SAID "NO".
SO SHE BEGGED AND HE SAID NO BUT THEN HER FACE BOILED UP IN A FIREY RAGE AND SHE SAID, "BIG MACINTOSH IF YOU DO NOT COME TO THE ROMANCE MOUNTAIN WITH ME I WILL THROW YOU INTO FUCKING VOLCANO OF FUCKING LOVE AND TOLERANCE. NOW YOU COME WITH ME RIGHT NOW OR HAVE ME LOVE AND TO
Twilight ParodyJust-before-Evening SagaTwilight Parody5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Book 1: Just before evening
Hi, i'm Ella Duck and i just moved to a little town called Spoons. I go to school and meet my one true love... Edmund Collin... but he hides a terrible secret... he is actually a Yeti escaped from the Himalayas.
My hair is so tangled that all the Yetis want to cut it off and make it into hair extensions. An evil Yetti called Jamez is going to track me down. What will i do?
Book 2: Blue moon
Suddenly Edmund leaves me and i am left alone. All alone... I shall now moan for 400 pages about it. Then i decide to kill myself so i meet this bloke called Yacob Darker-than-grey. Everything is fine until i find out he can turn into a Rabid chipmunk he is... A werechipmunk with a six pack... oh yes!
I decide to go disco dancing off a cliff, and nearly drown. Alicia, Edmund's sister thinks i am dead. She comes to see me and discovered... that i am not [but i sometimes wish i was, cause then i wouldn't have written two more books after
6 Steps to Writing a First Turning Point6 Steps to Writing a First Turning Point (Call to Action)6 Steps to Writing a First Turning Point4 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 4 “Plot Points” – Section 3 “The First Turning Point”
With Links to Supplementary Material
We have finally arrived to the last part of Act I in your story, when your Protagonist-driven story will really take off. The First Turning point, also called the “Call to Action” or the “Minor Inciting Incident,” can be thought of as a tremor event after the earthquake, (Inciting Incident) that disrupted the balance that was your protagonist's life. Only this time, it will drive your protagonist to specific action.
Step 1: Connect some dots between your planned
Austria x Reader - She Wants the 'D'Austria x Reader - She Wants the 'D'2 years ago in Humor More Like This
While surfing the internet one day, you decided to look for some new t-shirts since spring had basically sprung. And being as happy as you were at that moment, you decided to find a funny t-shirt.
“Funny…t-shirts,” you stated as you typed those exact words into the Google image search engine. Pressing enter, you waited eagerly for the results. Upon receiving them, you scrolled down the screen, letting your eyes graze across the different pictures in unfathomable interest. It was at this point where you found a shirt that made you wish the internet had an insta-buy button. Clicking on the image, the computer quickly brought up the webpage. You grinned as you read the information for buying one of the shirts and hastily ran to get your debit card.
After waiting for a week, your new shirt finally came and you were super eager to show it to your musically inclined boyfriend. Changing into said shirt, you made your way out the door and towards his house. During yo
Slippery SlopeTiny crystals floated down from bulging clouds, dancing lazily through the still air before merging with the white blanket that cloaked the earth. The roan stag caught one on the tip of his nose, licking it experimentally and feeling the snowflake melt instantly at his touch. More flakes continued to fall as they had done all evening, and he was reminded of the story his dam used to tell him about how each snowflake was a star raining from the sky, which was why you could never see the stars when it was snowing. They all fell to earth. Lonán had demanded immediately why they came back if they all fell down, and his dam had reminded them that they were Óganach’s pelt - they simply grew back.Slippery Slope2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shaking himself vigorously before he collected his own small galaxy on his back, he dusted a few of the more stubborn flakes off with his tail before pressing on. Winter was always a time to be on alert, for though there were no new foals on the ground hungry foxes might get bold
Boy Meets World QuotesLet's light this candle.Boy Meets World Quotes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I am Plays With Squirrels
But TV's not funny. Cory's life is funny
It's hard to imagine you as a boy. Did your parents call you Mr. Feeney?
Your grades, my friend, aren't good enough to get you a Slurpee.
Is it just me or does anyone else wanna hurl from boredom?
That's just what I want - to be Topanga's boyfriend. And then we can name our children Chewbacca and Plankton
If stupidity were in the Olympics, you'd win a Nobel Prize
With this outfit and this hair? Hello, buh-bye, I am SO at the mall
I walk alone in this world... Alone I walk... Except for the grilled cheese sandwich in my pocket.
When a crime breaks out, all the cute girls shout, 'Get the good-looking guy.' When there's a crime out there, he's going to comb his hair, cause he's the good-looking guy
I, Cory Matthews, am a PO-TAY-TO
Life's tough, get a helmet
AskTheArtist InterviewInterview with *JonasDeRo 11/11/12AskTheArtist Interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
<thefluffyshrimp> Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *JonasDeRo, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
<thefluffyshrimp> Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, JonasDeRo.
<JonasDeRo> Hello all, the pleasure is all mine!
<thefluffyshrimp> ~Fisharto asks "Without sharing too much of your ways to making environments how do you come up with ideas for painting?"
<JonasDeRo> Hello Fisharto, good question!
<JonasDeRo> I would say my main source of inspiration is traveling. I love painting but I love to travel even more; seeing cities, towns, nature really inspires me in the first