MLP: Cotton 'n GregMLP: Cotton 'n Greg2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Greg was stealth incarnate. He was the rushing shadow in the dark, that little shape in the corner of your eye that was gone long before you could get a decent look at it. He was the ultimate infiltrator, the perfect spy: a creature capable of melding into any environment, slipping around completely undetected. Until he wished to strike, that is. As a changeling, he was the perfect predator, living atop a food chain in an order that none dared challenge.
Alighting on the roof of a tiny farmhouse, Greg ditched his pegasus disguise for his natural, glorious changeling form. In a flash of green fire, his light-blue fur and warm, inviting eyes became the black chitin and cold blue orbs he was born with. Licking his reformed fangs, he grinned. ‘Too easy,’ he thought as he skittered along the edge of the roof and made his way to a darkened window. Pressing himself against the glass, he almost sighed with how easily it slid open.
StillbornStillborn9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
I died before I was born.
Since I had never actually lived, I have no means to forget anything. I can still remember what I saw before my death.
I was still in my fetal position. The womb I had grown in was trembling. My mother was close to birthing me.
But something drifted through the walls. I saw green glowing eyes, a red curved horn and a fanged, toothy grin.
His body was a swirling black cloud. He looked me over as if I was a precious gemstone.
A tendril drifted across my cheek. It was the
Little WordsLittle Words2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
For my lovely Lexi~
Candles flicker softly to illuminate the room as we sit comfortably on the couch. You lay in my arms, your head resting comfortably against my shoulder as I stroke your hair, brushing a few stray strands of your golden tresses away from your eyes and behind your ears. We mumble soft words to each other, allowing the gentle words to be the only thing to break the silence in the otherwise empty house. You draw the thing blanket that covers us up around your shoulders a little bit more to fight off the slight chill that is caused from the sounds of the winter winds outside howling across the chimney and audible in the fireplace.
You close your eyes as I start to hum softly, one of our favourite songs that reminds us of our deep love and affection for each other. The candles begin to burn brighter as time goes on, and the scent of lavender fills the room. We inhale deeply and relax against each other, our favourite scent emitting from the candles making thi
Latias's behavior with trainer studyLatias's behavior with a trainer studyLatias's behavior with trainer study3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Latias, as many know, as the eon Pokémon that is a dual dragon/psychic type. What many don't know is that they choose who they get as a trainer. Latias are known to travel in herds separate from Latios. The only time Latios are known to travel with Latias is when they are siblings. Being able to sense emotions, they can "feel" the potential and kindness of trainers and avoid those who are often found out to be rough on Pokémon or parts of criminal syndicates. Being able to turn invisible helps with avoiding humans, as well as being able to transform into a human. Whether or not this transformation is real or not is not known, as they can fool all 5 senses if it is not.
When they find a human that interests them, they break off of the herd and reveal themselves to the trainer away from large populations. Then, they often like to play a game of "tag" with the trainer, often forcing the trainer to travel around. If it disappears-don't worry
Dreaming with PoniesDreaming with PoniesDreaming with Ponies3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Edited by Foolonthehillz
Today was another calm and relaxing day for Twilight who, sitting on a park bench, watched as Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie ran around in a game of tag. Applejack and Rarity stood at the edge of a pond, bickering over something to do with their manes. Finally Twilight looked to her right, seeing Fluttershy on the bench beside her, looking down to the ground and lightly crying.
"Fluttershy? What's the matter?" Twilight asked softly.
Fluttershy tried to look more cheery, wiping her tears away. "Oh, n-nothing is wrong."
Twilight looked into Fluttershy's sorrowful eyes. Something about herself was bothering her friend. Did she say something? Or do something? Maybe there was something wrong with her she hadn't seen before. Seeing the pond, an idea came to her, so she stood from the bench. Something felt wrong; her bones and entire body ached in pain. She felt as though she had been in a fight or put through intensive labor.
Fanfic Mlp-FiM: I Do Care... I Care For YouMlp-FiM Pinkie Pie & Discord Short Fanfic.Fanfic Mlp-FiM: I Do Care... I Care For You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I Do Care... I Care For You."
"This is a great and sunny morning for a nice ponywalk." said Pinkie Pie walking downstairs in the Sugarcube Corner, "Where shall I begin my fantastic day?!". When she came down, Pinkie started thinking.
Until she jumped so high and said, "OOH! I know! I'll go to the Canterlot Sculpture Garden! I love to see those great pony statues in the fresh morning."
She ran out of the Sugarcube Corner and hopped all the way to the Sculpture Garden. It turns out that the garden was just about to open, so she became first to visit there.
The gate swang open and Pinkie Pie walked in, "Woo, great! I'm here first." she said with pride.
"Good Morning, Pinkie Pie." A pony Guard said.
"Good Morning!" Pinkie waved.
After a while, Pinkie enjoys her fresh and beautiful morning, until she remembered something when she walk further into the Garden...
"It has been a long time since I've been here. A year, if I can remember it well..." Sh
Epic Rap Battles of Equestria: Celestia Vs Luna[Celestia] My sister, dear sister, we've now come to blows?Epic Rap Battles of Equestria: Celestia Vs Luna2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That's happened once before when the darkness you chose!
So jealous of my fame, my prestige, and power,
Even when you return you won't sleep in my tower!
You think you can take me in this battle of rhyme?
Well, maybe you could... if you had more screen-time!
A royal by birth but you're just a disgrace,
Bow down, my sibling, or be cast into space!
[Luna] Big talk from my sister, you regal mistake,
Tell me, just how does one become addicted to cake?
You abuse your power, sitting high on above,
Aww, poor Celestia, with no one to love!
You still getting letters or did your pupils grow wise,
You are just a troll pretending to advise!
The whole fandom would gladly bow down at my hooves,
Ensemble Darkhorse, Tia, and you can't match these moves!
[Celestia] Oh come now, my sister, you think you they adore?
Look into their dreams, yes you I implore!
For let us just say that you do get around,
Rather base for a princess who shouldn't be
Different sides (A O.O Fanfic)Ch.1- A new beginning.Different sides (A O.O Fanfic)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Masky looks at herself in the mirror,trying to live another day without crying herself to sleep. She walked out of her house,she sees an object looking at her. She started to walk towards him.
“So,I see that you are lonely.” he said.
“H-How did you k-know that?” Masky asked him.
“I know a lot of things,my darling.”
Masky didn’t know what to say,she was speechless.
“Would you like to join me?” the man asked her.
“Join you in what?” Masky asked.
“In destroying the world.”
Masky started to walk backwards,she trips and lands in a mud puddle.
“Yes,and you won’t have anything else to worry about.”
Her eyes looked at him,trying to choose what is the right thing to do.
“No.” Masky said in a weak and tiny voice.
“What did you say?”
“I said no!”
He shook his head.
“You should have said yes...”
Breaking NewsArchaeologists have just verified that a pair of weathered trousers found last July in a peat bog in Ireland, preliminarily dated to approx. 4500 BCE, are in fact ordinary jeans. While the brand label is no longer legible, K. Whitman, leader of the dig, has confirmed that the make of the trousers is undeniably modern.Breaking News11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The scientific community is raging with debate as to the correct interpretation of these facts. Some factions insist that this is definitive proof of the possibility of time travel – either the jeans in question traveled from our time to the Neolithic period, or the design of jeans in general is in fact ancient and traveled to our present by unknown means – while others believe that the find is indicative of an alien influence on Western human culture, both 6500 years ago and now. Religious leaders worldwide are claiming that “God placed those jeans there”, with reasons cited variously as “to test our faith”, “that we may know jea
ReformedReformed7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Clyde walked down the street towards the beach, a wide smile on his maw. He was in a good mood, one he was sure could only get better. He shoved his flesh paw into the pocket of his police jacket, running it over the velvet surface of the box inside.
He loved surprising her.
It was probably his favorite hobby. No, he was sure it was his favorite. Even when she hated him, he had still loved doing it. In fact those were some of the best times. Silly yes, but the memories of those first few weeks of life back in Jumbas lab were some of his fondest.
And 149 hadnt just hated him she loathed him. She never passed up an opportunity to tell
Two Who Were Different -WG-WARNING: This story contains WG. If you are offended in any way by the prospect of a chubby Gardevoir, I'd suggest you click that Back button and find something else to read.Two Who Were Different -WG-5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gardevoir looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She felt conflicted. On one hand, she had finally managed to get herself a steady boyfriend, and he was a great guy. Gallade clearly cherished her he took her places, bought her gifts, and spent great amounts of time with her. He was always concerned about what was on her mind, and although she'd tried to confront him about this she just didn't have the guts. Funnily enough, she had plenty of guts of a different kind, and therein lied the rub: She was getting pretty heavy.
She had always been a little bigger than other Gardevoirs something about her metabolism not being as high, the doctor had said. It had never been a problem before, really, but lately she'd noticed a serious weight gain. Over the past five months or so, she had ballooned
Call It LoveI have to admit that I've never much relished the irony.Call It Love11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Love child” was their polite euphemism. Though I rarely heard it, I knew that the phrase was used to describe me, when I wasn't close enough to listen. An improvement, you might think, on “bastard” ?
Depending upon whether you prefer to be patronised or denounced. Either form of words confirmed my status. I had been pre-judged. Society had formed its consensus long before the time came for my mother to suffer the pangs of birth.
Mother: such a resonant title! Yet what was my mother but a senseless scrap of a girl, who hadn't had the wit to keep her legs crossed, as good girls should always do. She had taken her interpretation of the phrase “in service” to its outer limits; appreciated, no doubt, at the time, until “before” became “after”. After birth, that's me. After and disowned by the dashing hero,who could easily dismiss the “wild oats”
Love is a Rarity Ch.03Love is a Rarity Ch.031 year ago in Romance More Like This
As the great spires of Canterlot came into view, the last rays of sun dipped below the horizon and shrouded Equestria in night. Stars twinkled in the sky above, and lights from the brightly lit castle glowed just a short distance away.
Right on time, Kydose thought, galloping along the stone road towards the structure. As he neared it, he slowed to a trot and took in his surroundings. There were numerous carriages and ponies already in the area, and everypony was dressed for the occasion. The suits had not a wrinkle and the dresses were lavish and flowing. Looking down at his own suit, Kydose began to feel inadequate.
He shook his head, clearing his mind of any demoralizing thoughts. He hadn’t come this far just to beat himself up over nothing. Taking in a breath of mountain air, Kydose gathered his courage and began walking forwards, trying to blend in with the crowd. All the while, his eyes darted around nervously as he looked for guards.
Surprisingly, there weren’
Returning Shadows Ch.5Ch.5-Do you like me?Returning Shadows Ch.51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trophy woke up beside Knife,he quickly got on his feet. Trophy felt a little dizzy,he could hardly stand up.
“I see that you are awake...” said Shadowness.
“Oh,yes. I must have fell asleep on the job.” Trophy replied.
“It’s doesn’t matter,let’s start on the next part of our plan.” said the shadow girl.
“And that is?” asked Trophy.
“Leading Microphone here.”
‘M-Microphone? Why her? Why not Suitcase?’ Trophy thought.
“And how do we do that?”
“Why do you ask me so many questions?”
“Ehhhh,I really don’t know.”
“Anyways-” Shadoness turns into a Knife copy. “- I’m going to trick Microphone that,I’m Knife.”
“So are you just going to go to their house or?”
“I’m going to the house then tell her to meet me in the woods.”
“Well,what about Suitcase?”
An Angel is watching over youThough the road you take may be hardAn Angel is watching over you8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And life may prove to have too many obstacles.
Always know that somebody is there for you,
They will guide you and lead you in the right direction.
Through the good and the bad they will stand by you,
They will never leave your side.
If darkness starts to take over your very being,
They will light your way through the darkness.
So no matter how hard your life may be just remember,
An angel is watching over you.
Scoot Along LooScoot Along Loo3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Uh... are you sure about this?"
"I really, really, really don't think that this is such a good idea."
"Oh come on you nilly fillies! This is a great idea! We'll get our cutie marks in no time."
With timid eyes, Applebloom looked down to the hap-hazard bed of pillows and hay resting a good twenty feet from where they were. Attached to a couple of trees sat a taut, thin line of wire. Currently, the three of them stood on a thick tree branch, a few balancing sticks resting in the crook above their heads. It was a sunny day in Ponyville, and the three Crusaders had left class, eager to try out Scootaloo's newest scheme on how to get their cutie marks. The only problem was, as young Sweetie Belle and Applebloom were starting to figure out, most of Scootaloo's ideas usually ended badly. And sore. However, she swore that this would be different. After all, what was more important than staying balanced?
"Listen, Scootaloo," Sweetie Belle began carefully. "Why don't we at least try this
The Path to Love ... : Chapter 1Ludwig held his jacket above his head in an attempt to shield himself from the wind and rain. It was a difficult task, and Ludwig wished not for the first time that he hadn’t wandered so far from his home. A particularly strong wind tore his jacket from his hands, causing him to get drenched in the pouring rain. Scowling, the German had to fight against the cold that spread through his body as he forced his way through the woods to his house.The Path to Love ... : Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His house was within sight, when the man heard a faint wail from nearby. Squinting through the rain, Ludwig scanned the surrounding area, wondering if he had imagined the sound. Could somebody else have gotten trapped in this storm…?
As if to answer his question, the voice cried out again. This time the German was able to make out what the person was saying. “Someone, please help me!” the voice, although obviously male, sounded rather feminine to Ludwig’s ears. “Is anybody there?! I can’t hold on much lon
Chapter OneChapter One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a split-second decision. She hardly knew that she made it before the consequences were upon her. It was an instance that scarcely graced her consciousness. A sudden movement that felt more involuntary than controlled by actual thought. A response like breathing or the beating of her heart.
Yes... she remembered that feeling. That moment of spontaneous explosion of reaction. But... she couldn't remember what had prompted it, nor what the consequence of that action was. She didn't even know what the action was...
All she knew was that she was surrounded by strange faces staring down at her, either with contempt, or with curiosity, or with excitement. She couldn't say how she had gotten there. For all she knew, the existence of the world could simply contain these faces, this carpeted floor, the white-washed cinder block walls, the poorly put together ceiling tiles that drooped pathetically.
No, that couldn't be it. There has to be more. One simply doesn't pop into existe
Power of LoveGardevoir TF Request.Power of Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun gleams in the dusk sky lined the heavens in a fantastic manner, as if the lord had made it happen himself. On the road below the glorious sky walks a Pokemon trainer along with her fellow Pokemon Gallade, in the middle of the long trip back home. Both of them had just returned from one of the biggest events of their lives. The Elite Four.
Two years ago Sally had set off on her Pokemon journey from her home town. At that time, she managed to capture a Ralts shortly after leaving town. That Ralts eventually came to evolve into Gallade. Sally and Gallade never left one sides from one another. Everything they did was together. Shopping, eating, even sleeping. Although Gallade couldn't speak the human language, he fully knew how to understand it. It was very romantic, for one of them at least.
Gallade was madly in love with Sally. There was just something about her that made him trapped in love. She had always been a good trainer to Gallade and Gallade had alwa
Samus's New LifeBursting through the crowds of the planets atmosphere, Samua Aran piloted her ship bringing it down as she took a good look at the scene before her. The scenery was that not different from civilized planets as a part of it was civilized and had space docks and landing ports for her ship as within the last fifty years the planet had establish trade relations with other planetsSamus's New Life2 years ago in Drama More Like This
She had been ordered to capture and bring back alive a strange creature, it was one of the last of its kind so they said and bring it so they could put it in a secure area. Normally she wouldnt feel right about capturing an endangered species and taking it from its natural habitat but there was rumors that The Space Pirates were also interested in capturing it, planning on using it in an experiment and Samus knew that she could not let that happen, no way would she ever allow them to experiment and mutate it like they had done to numerous species across the galaxy she would not let that happen. The Bou
Monsanto CafeHe looked up from his chemistry notes to see her staring at him intently from across the table. She sat with her hands clasped around a cup of dandelion tea, eyebrows furrowed and lips frowning bright red over the white china rim.Monsanto Cafe10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Do you ever stop and think,” she said, slowly and purposefully, “that you could have been a binder?”
He looked down at the binder in his hands. She’d been staring at his notes, not at him. “Sorry, what?” he said, slightly annoyed.
“Just think. Your body is made of billions of atoms. What was the probability those exact atoms would come together to make you?”
“Your point being?”
She sipped pensively at her tea. “Well, what if something had happened? The chances those atoms would get like this –” she jabbed a finger at him “– right here, right now, were amazingly small. One mishap and they could have become anything else. You could have been a dog, an asteroi
Scales Of Life01010010 01001001 01010011 01000101 - We begin our quest on the scales of lifeScales Of Life2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I- The newborn wolf cub: The first emotion reflected in his tired eyes is that of mystery; a
curious devotion to the enigma of the moonbeams that cut through the trees, reflecting in
his inexperienced gaze. He calls out to the blinding light, beckons for its shadowed silence,
and eventually finds comfort in the embrace of mother's love. In that moment, he hears no
cruel sound his purity can't contest. He shuts
out the light as he slowly drifts away to rest. // Perfection was a value whose worth /
//was queried due to Perfection's birth./