MLP: Hooves of Harmony Ch. 1MLP: Hooves of Harmony Ch. 16 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Within this vast world where many creatures of great elegance and malevolent intentions live, the one species that is considered to be the greatest and most prosperous of them all...are little ponies. Three different species of ponies are the greatest among them all and the few cousins they have living with them or elsewhere:
The Earth Ponies live upon the ground, and are well versed in the art of farming crops. They also know the meaning of strength and what to do with it in the ways of helping others; The Pegasai live among the clouds that roam throughout the skies above, while maintaining the weather during each and every season; The Unicorns practice in the magical arts, always pushing to improve their skills and achieve greatness.
But what makes these three great species of pony so magnificent is not their traits they are born with...but what they have done in the last thousand years or so. Setting aside their differences in a time o
Let it Go (hetalia x reader) (multilingual)Let it Go (hetalia x reader) (multilingual)11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You weren't drunk when this started see your friends had dared you to sing Let it Go but, you wanted it to be a tribute to your friends so when you walked onto the stage dressed like coronation Elsa they had no idea what was about to happen.
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight not a footprint to be seen"
Your friends Alfred and Arthur smiled until you continued then it changed to shock.
"In royaume de solitude, ma placé est là pour toujours"
Francis put a giant smile on his face but one thought surfaced how many languages could you speak?
"Der wind, er heult so wie der Sturm ganz tief in mir"
Gilbert smiled so you could speak german?
He werd mij te veel, hoe 'k mijn best ook deed
It was Tim's (Netherlands) turn to smile
"Bié ràng tāmen jìnlái kànjiàn, zuò hâo nühài, jiù xiàng nâi de cóngqián"
Mandarin(Chinese) also? Ludwig had said that anyone whose language you spoke had to raise their
She is...The kind of girl who stares at a screen,She is...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Searching for the right words.
The one who doesn't hear,
But has always wanted to be heard.
A liar who can't speak,
A coward who can't hide.
Swallowed by her grief,
Poisoned by her pride.
And yet she's found a deeper love,
Flawed as she may be.
Though left in horrid darkness,
She finds that she can see.
And with all her insecurities,
She's slipped through prison bars.
Broke through her imperfections,
And is reaching for the stars.
Sonic High Ch. 1: The MirrorSonic High Ch. 1: The Mirror2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a bright sunny day on Mobius and well known hero, Sonic the Hedgehog, was out on a run through the grassy fields of Green Hill Zone. He was keeping a good pace as he sped through the hills and slid through a tight opening into a cave then emerged out on the other side. He decided to relax for a few minutes before heading back.
“Whew! That was quite a rush! I wonder if taking the even longer way back will be just as thrilling.”
He sat down and looked around before he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. Sonic turned around and saw a bird hovering in front of him. In its talons was a chilidog.
Sonic smiled. “Hey! Thanks little guy! I really appreciate it!” He said before taking the footlong and biting into it, chewing for a few, and finally swallowing.
Just as he turned back to the bird, the blue hedgehog noticed something in the distance.
“Hmm...Experience has taught me to investigate anything out of the ordinary.” He said before dashing off to get
ErosionYou tell me love is sacrifice,Erosion6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but us is a complicated word,
and I've never realized that
equality isn't meant to be part of.
Darkest VishesWhen the sun goes down and the sky turns dark blueDarkest Vishes2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Its time when my vishes finally comes true
At first no one knows vho I am?
Vell, Once I vas a normal purple bat from Pi'illo Island
Then somehow I fed of sveets of nightmares
Thanks of nightmares: I become bigger my claws, my body and my wonderful vings
In the pass of time I become a powerful king
There is one thing to do
I only vanted is having the Dark Stone
Those idiots of Pi'illos they imprison me in Dream Land
At my last act... I destroy the Dark Stone
Making those Pi'illos turned into a stone one by one
Now I'm here... In my dark prison
My only company is deepest of darkness
It's driving me into madness
Yesterday: I'm bat... Today: I'm king... Now: I'm prisoner ... And Tomorrow?
No one can hear my pain or my sorrow...
But don't worry, my dear friends: I vill be free any soon...
And I vill have Dream Stone on my claws
I vill have the whole vorld in the palm of my paw
I'll be the scarest nightmare that the vorld has ne
ClassicLet's throw away the princes,Classic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the knights in shining armor.
No servant boys and princesses.
No magic, no villains.
Because our story isn't like
a fairytale. There were no
battles. There were no wars.
We both know that neither of
us has read Romeo and Juliet,
and I doubt we resemble Elizabeth
There were no family feuds,
and no love triangles to
throw us off balance.
Because we're anything but a classic.
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 25Chapter Twenty-Five: It’s Tool Time!The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 252 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Ummm. Mmmmaaaa. Mmmm. Mmmmaaa.” The chick sat back, curled up in a cuddle with Fluttershy. Her beak worked to form syllables that swam in her brain, specifically one individual word.
“I think she’s trying to say something,” Fluttershy declared, excitement brewing within her. “Come on, sweetie. You can do it. Say mama. Say ma-ma.”
Smokey’s ear frills perked and he instantly removed himself from the oven, having just popped the lasagna into it, and went as far as to scramble over the counter dividing the kitchen and living room instead of going around it. Somersaulting forth onto his back as he climbed over, he gathered himself and made haste to Chenoa and Fluttershy, dropping to his hands and knees.
“Come on, sweetheart! Mama! Say mama!” the dragon encouraged the baby with a large grin plastered upon his face, his earlier gloom abating.
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 23Chapter Twenty-Three: The Worries of ParenthoodThe Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 232 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Twilight Sparkle ambled back inside of the house looking a bit reserved, the slow and deliberate clopping of hooves on the stone floor sounding almost as reticent as she appeared.
“Oh! You’re back. Did you find out anything?” Fluttershy asked as she sent the ball back at Chenoa.
“No…” the alicorn responded with a shake of her head. “I asked Zecora, but she said she hadn’t seen anything unusual in the woods--well, anything more unusual than what she’s used to. She wasn’t even aware a family of griffons may have been in the area, though she did say she would keep a lookout.”
“Thank you, Princess Twilight. We really appreciate it,” Smokey stated, releasing a disappointed sigh. If Chenoa’s parents were still alive and searching for her, he would rather find them and give her back before he--and Fluttershy--got further attached.
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 22Chapter Twenty-Two: An Early ArrivalThe Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 222 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“No, no, Chenoa. You must keep that on. It’s to keep you from having accidents.” Fluttershy plopped down on her haunches beside the baby and pressed lightly at the material with her good hoof. It was plush and certainly soft enough, but she figured the baby just simply was not used to wearing diapers.
The chick was instantaneously distracted by her adoptive mother, and subsequently pouted for a pair of moments that she wasn’t permitted to take off the white, fluffy thing enveloping the lower half of her body. While she understood the word "no", she had yet to learn her name. After those moments passed, she began to converse with Fluttershy about how much fun she had with the dragon in a series of babbles, coos, and giggles. During halfway, she laughed more frequently as her mind trailed back to the trouble she caused. Of course, her young mind had not classified her actions a
9/11 TributeGUMMY BEARS9/11 Tribute2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On the way to elementary school,
I’m screaming bloody murder
About how it’s the worst place on earth.
Mom hands me a pack of gummy bears
So that I stop making her ears bleed,
And suddenly it’s as though I don’t have to endure
Seven whole hours of watching paint dry.
I cheer and save the treat for later.
In class my teacher is teaching us about bees,
And it occurs to me that she is quite like one as well.
A woman moving about slowly,
Droning on and on in a language I don’t understand.
She even has a dress
That is yellow like the sun.
But, like a bee’s suit,
It would look better on something else.
The droning is broken by a crash
And miles away,
I see a puff of dust go up
In the two towers I can see from school.
My teacher is wide eyed
And she stares at the spectacle
Because her husband works there
So it’s impossible to tear her eyes away
Just like me.
Everyone is cringing around me
And it’s a while before
An unwanted white roseYou think you know who I am?An unwanted white rose1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How pathetic and foolish can you be?
I am chained! I am bounded!
I will never be free!
How can you like a monster like me!?
I am a white rose,
Who is powerless and weak
And yet my thorns
Have cut you deeply.
Don't you get it!?
Don't you see!?
Can't you realize that
My wrath and anger
Have harmed you greatly!?
I am dangerous!
I am polluted!
Turn back on me!
I am not any white rose
Who is innocent and pure.
I am a monster, a monster!
A filthy, "ugly" monster
A monster, a monster
And my wrath is growing stronger!
Leave me alone!
Before I hurt you.
A Low Brass Romance. [SwedenxReader] Ch. 1 A Low Brass Romance.A Low Brass Romance. [SwedenxReader] Ch. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
A story based on Marching Season.
[Tuba Player!Sweden x Tuba Player!Reader]
The following story is based on real-life events, situations, and memories. It has been altered, of course, to fit the story. Your lovely Author has decided to share her views of this season with her lovely watchers. She hopes sincerely you like it as much as she enjoyed writing about life events.
"I long for that sensation. The feeling of her soft, pink lips against my own. My fingers running through her [h/c] locks. Her deep [e/c] eyes not being able to look away from me. I long for the moment when I can claim her as mine, and mine alone. I want to fill this empty void inside of me. The abyss of pure loneliness that had been swelling, corrupting more of my once-happy heart. I know she can fill it. I know
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 24Chapter Twenty-Four: CondolencesThe Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 242 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chenoa squealed as Pinkie Pie swung her tail at the ball, lunging forth at the incoming object… and getting hit in the face. The chick halted briefly, but she laughed and batted back at the ball, unfazed from the gentle impact. Had Smokey seen it, it would’ve provoked his protective instincts. As of now, he was busied crushing the tomatoes and blending the ingredients for the sauce. Fluttershy, however, expressed prominent trepidation.
The equines exhaled on relieved sighs, having expected the baby to burst out crying. Giggling, Pinkie Pie bumped the ball back.
“Excuse me, Fluttershy,” Rarity began, her full attention on the addressed mare. “I had been mulling over something. Ever since I saw that sweet little chick yesterday, I was struck with inspiration! Perhaps developing a small line of clothing for little ones.”
The yellow pegasus ent
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.1 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.1SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I dont. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered not normal for liking the same sex. How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my cl
hetalia x reader intro ~ trappedlet me just say that this series was the first ever x reader I have ever wrote, even though it was written in a diary journal I took everywhere, so as a thanks to all the people who have stuck by me and my writings plus helped me get to 50 watchers I present to you this little series~ leonehetalia x reader intro ~ trapped1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Am I dreaming? Or is this real? That's the only thing that came to my mind as I was floating down the seemingly endless but beautiful drop, the ice looking walls around me looked as though their was a Antarctic aurora inside it changing color to the beat of a soft music box playing in the background. All the sudden I landed on a pair of pure white stairs that seemed to of appeared out of nowhere, I began walk up to wherever the stairs may lead me and each time I put my foot in one of the steps the step changed into a (light/dark/bright) shade of (f/c) until I finally reached a large circle platform that looked like it was made completely out of stained glass of many colors.
Cry.I remember the monochrome screamingCry.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of sure fired spits and banes,
blue-red flickering out my window
while I allowed hateful hours
and was scared to show my own face.
I remember more adrenaline than fear
when I underwent a painful grip,
a knowing of experience I never imagined,
the night of ultimate humiliation
by being tossed in the extremeties of plunderers
and not just stripped of my only comfort,
but given so little dignity left over.
I remember falsehoods and deceit,
the persons I called friend
due to poor judgement and lack of know-how
and due to excitment of finally being loved
by someone who didn't have to call me pretty.
I remember the blood from dreams
which still lead on this sleeplessness
so I lay in shades of violet and lavender
and the smell of burning righteousness,
only speculative of what a sane one
with dreams of sex and gumdrops
might say if I told them
of these never ending cycles
behind these pretty little eyelashes.
The Baron x Reader (Watchful Guardian)You loved your grandparents ever since you were little. Your grandpa was an artist who loved to make sculptures, while your grandma was a painter.The Baron x Reader (Watchful Guardian)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Because both your parents were always at work you got to stay with them a lot. They both influenced you with their love for art, which gave you your love to draw.
Just like them you put everything you had in your drawings, both your heart and soul. It was your grandfather who had taught you that if you put enough of your soul and heart into your art that it would come to life. Which you truly did believe.
However, by the time you entered high school your grandfather had died. So, did your love for art. Without him you felt that you had no reason to draw, the old man was your inspiration in so many ways and drawing only reminded you that he was no longer with you.
Even though he was gone he had left behind his many sculptures he had created over the years. Many which you were given as gifts for your birthdays.
But now those
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 27Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hesitations and ComplicationsThe Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 271 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Though Smokey didn’t mind the cold much, he was glad he had a set of winter clothes to wear. His silvery breath drifted skyward as he exhaled on a content sigh before following Fluttershy towards their destination.
“How many ponies usually show up for Winter Wrap Up?”
“Oh, pretty much the entire town gets involved,” she replied nonchalantly, hugging Chenoa tighter as the baby pressed her body into the pegasus’ torso. “We split the ponies up into three groups - plant, animal, and weather. Only pegusi are on the weather team, and they’re responsible for moving the clouds to warm everything up and melt the snow and ice. The plant team gathers up the snow, clearing the fields, and planting the seeds. Finally, we, the animal team, wake up the animals from hibernation, clean out their homes, and provide new nests for the birds migrating back from the south.
Lyrics: 'Cutie Mark Song' [MLP Season 3 Finale]"What My Cutie Mark is Telling Me" LyricsLyrics: 'Cutie Mark Song' [MLP Season 3 Finale]2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
These animals don't listen. No, not one little bit.
They run around out of control and throw their hissy fits.
It's up to me to stop them, cause plainly you can see.
Its got to be my destiny, and
It's what my cutie mark is telling me.
I try to keep them laughing. Put a smile upon their face;
But no matter what I try, it seems a bit of a disgrace.
I have to entertain them. It's there for all to see.
Its got to be my destiny, and
It's what my cutie mark is telling me.
[Pinkamena Diane Pie]
I don't care much for pickin' fruit and
Plowin' fields ain't such a hoot.
No matter what I try,
I cannot fix this busted water chute!
I've got so many chores to do.
It's no fun being me; but it has to be my destiny,
Cause it's what my cutie mark is telling me.
Looky here at what I made, I think that it's a dress.
I know it doesn't look like much, I'm under some distress.
Could y'all give me a hand here and help me fix thi
DogAmerica is an overly purebred dog,Dog6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
With rheumy eyes,
And a coat designed to be pretty,
But was ruined along the way.
The dog is ferocious,
A good hunter,
But with eyes so filled with overactive tear glands,
That it can scarcely tell the difference between
The decadent flesh of prosperity
And the rotting flesh of a broken society
Until it’s digesting it.
Its arthritic knees
Are twisted so strangely that it runs absurdly fast,
But, although it can tell that it’s going down the wrong road,
It can’t turn off of it.
America’s coat may be beautiful at first glance,
Convincing the onlooker that it is healthy,
But anyone who has ever seen a healthy dog
can tell that America is in the process of dying.
The swollen organs pushing at the thin, matted fur
Gives way to her illusion of grandeur.
God, how I miss the majestic beast of the past,
A grand creature that could snap a fish out of a river like lightning
As easily as it comforted every child that came
Hetalia x Pirate! Reader Chpt-1Hetalia x Pirate! Reader Chpt-13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
StoriesI’ll tell you a storyStories1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
About hospital waiting rooms
And love letters lost in the mail.
About people who leave
(There are so many who walk away)
But more importantly about the rare ones;
The very few that stay.
It’ll be about the sound of warm rain
When it dances down from the summer sky,
About the taste of grief and salt-stung eyes.
There would be a passage to describe the colour of joy,
And one about the stormy eyes and warm, safe skin
Of a taking and breaking boy.
I’d tell you about frigid winter snow
And seaglass settled in the sand,
Washed ashore with shells and shining in the sun.
I know there are some things I could never understand,
But I would do my best to explain
What it means to love
And what it means to hate.
I’ll tell you that getting lost is not a waste of time,
And it’s always worth it
When you see what you’re meant to find.
And I hope I can tell you one thing that I know:
In the end, it will merely be
About loving things
And learning t
Idjits - SPN x Winchester!Reader Based on Bobby's final memory in 7x10 - Death's Door, so be weary of spoilers if you haven't seen it yet!Idjits - SPN x Winchester!Reader7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Alright, scoot jerk face, show your elders some respect.” Dean said as he sat down beside Sam and switched on the television.
“You scoot, asshat!” Sam replied and tossed popcorn at his brother. You climbed up on onto the sofa behind your brothers and sank comfortably in the space they left for you.
“Did you make yourself a separate batch of popcorn?” Sam wondered as he noticed the bowl in your lap. You shoved a handful of popcorn in your mouth and nodded.
“Why?” Dean asked as he leaned over to grab the plastic bag filled with snacks. You swallowed the popcorn and raised an eyebrow at your oldest brother,
“Halfway through the movie, you use the popcorn bowl as an empty beer bottle holder. I hate it when the popcorn smells like beer.” You complained childishly.
“(Y/n), beer is life.” Dean chuckled as Bob