Jeff x Reader - Long Time No See 3Jeff x Reader - Long Time No See 3 1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You huffed. A puff of smoke billowing out of you as it hit the cold air, and slowly drifted to the trees where it faded into thin air. The pitter-patter of rain filling your ear drums, and muting your surrounding as you let your imagination wonder again. For once feeling free enough to do so without having to be worried about getting rapped or beat if taken off guard. All you could do was play dragon in your head now. Letting out more hot breaths just to get the smoke affect as you pretended the rain drops were a bunch of mini people. Having no choice, but to flee or struggle to fight against your mighty fire breath.
Though your imagination had only occupied you so long. The tall creature you had met in the woods having stopped causing you to bump into him. The sudden wall having thrown you from your advance to the castle, and back into the real world. The real, cold world. You were about to ask why he had suddenly stopped when your attention w
A Masked Romance Masky X Reader FINALMasky's POVA Masked Romance Masky X Reader FINAL2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"That's for trying to kill me!" I yelled at Red as I punched him right in the gut. Slender gave him a black eye and a few broken bones, but at least he left some bones for me to break. I've killed a lot of people, but I can't kill Red. He can get bruised up, but sadly he's immortal. Which sucks. I punch his jaw and heard a cracking sound. He fell to the floor and spit out a tooth. I grab his shirt and look him dead in the eye. "You better listen Red cause I'm only going to say this once. Stay away from (Name)! She's mine! So you better deal with it or else!" I throw him to the floor and walk away. I thought of (Name) and how great our relation ship was. I know she really does love me, and I love her.
Could my life be any better?
Give Me a Name"Excuse me, do I have a name? I think I should have a name, it seems only fitting that a living person should have a name." There were astonished stares at the human-like figure sitting on the table. There were scattered tools everywhere, everything from a screw driver to a soldering gun. Circuit boards and chipsets in static resistance bags were sitting neatly on shelves, and the sound of hard drives whirling could be heard over the amazed silence in the room.Give Me a Name2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We've done it!" The room full of people jumped up and down, clapping their hands and laughing happily. "Six years of work and we've done it!"
"Excuse me, what have you done? What is my name? I need a name."
"You are not living, therefore you do not need a name, but you will have a designation. You will be Pal100."
"I am living! I can think for myself, I can move, I can do anything I want." The people in the room looked at the man who had been talking and quickly made themselves busy. No one wanted to explain these things,
Pillow Pet. (Chopper x Reader)'Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breath in- Wait, did I just breath in twice?' Blinking into the deep abyss of darkness, your head slunk down further under the blanket. Hearing the creak of the wood from the ship settle against the water, rattled the back of you mind, causing you to imagine things that it wasn't. And being so dark in the Merry at night didn't really help matters, for you hated the dark with a burning passion. Maybe it had something that was etched into your mind as a child from stories, maybe it had something to do with actual experiences, you weren't sure- you just knew you wouldn't get to sleep. Letting out a shaky sigh, you weighed your options on how to deal with this; you could try and fight through the night, not sleeping at all or maybe.. just maybe.. you could- no, that would just be embarrassing! Just the thought of it made you want to slink further under your blanket and further you went!Pillow Pet. (Chopper x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Another creak, a jerk movement, the sound of a crack<
Interview with an ArtistResponding to questions that I mentioned in this journal - http://fav.me/d6vor3v (These are, obviously, all of the questions that were asked; but if enough questions are still asked after this batch, I may do this again with the new ones)Interview with an Artist2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1. Why does your left eye bleed in every drawing?
- Because it is a mask.
2. How were you introduced to devianart? And how do you feel about your growing popularity?
- Hmm, can't quite remember. It was a long time ago, well, it feels like a long time because I stopped using my account for like 1-2 years and then came back. And for the popularity, I usually just sit down like 'why do people like me I don't get it' ehehehehehe damn you low self esteem
3. How do you deal with hate on the internet? Do you have any sassy comebacks? -flees-
- Depends on the hate. If it's obvious griefing that's empty, then I just ignore it. If it's idiotic rabid fangirl brats saying retarded things like OMG JEFF IS IMMORTAL BECAUSE HE IS SO
Episode 0: The arrival of the two zeros12:15 PM Tokyo time 2013/03/05 SundayEpisode 0: The arrival of the two zeros2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was a another day in Tokyo the people were living out their daily lives just as they did every single day but today wasn’t going to be like every other day this was the day that will change the lives of two worlds forever
"Say mom can we get some ice cream later please?" Said the little girl to her mother.
"Will see sweetie." Said the child’s mother.
"Ok mama." Said the little girl happily.
"Yes sir I’ll get those reports done soon as soon as possible." Said a businessman over the phone.
"Say baby do you love me." Said the young man.
"Of course I do silly." Said the young lady to the young man.
"This is a big move Nintendo and Gamefreak are making right guys?" Said a young boy.
"Yeah that’s right!" Said the 2nd boy.
"I mean come on a worldwide release that’s completely crazy right?" Said the 1st boy.
"…" but the 2nd boy was silent.
"Uh hey you ok man?"
Fix it with holesFix it with holes1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Close your eyes, silence your cries,
grab that gun, take a breath then decide.
With nothing left said, write it in red,
on the wall, with the ink in your head.
Living With A LieYou sit there shaking; emotionally frozen.Living With A Lie2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You check the time on your watch, despite knowing it already.
The ever-present numbness, the cold feeling which clutches at your soul;
That is what you feel upon the dawn of the lie.
To know its nature, to know its being;
To have it spill upon your awareness.
What words would surmise such a bitter feeling:
Perhaps the use of dejection, p
Jessie and the Zealot Creature: A Weird Dream It was grey outside, overcast. All the colors within and outside the car were muted and washed out; like their color had been bled away through thumbnail punctures, or as if they were just ghostly imprints. A cold fog lay just behind the treeline, and was creeping closer. Green was the only real color. The green seemed bright and vivid in a world of hazy grey-blue. The world felt cool and damp, and it smelled like walking to school in the drizzling rain.Jessie and the Zealot Creature: A Weird Dream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was the first thing I noticed about my dream, the colors.
The car I was in was small, two door, and a faded blue. Two teenage girls sat in the front seats, they were around the ages of 18 to 19, while I sat dead center in the back seat away from either window. The girls were my sisters and we were taking a road trip, but...That didn't make sense. I had never seen either of them in my life (both with long, straight brown hair. The one in the driver's seat was the eldest).They were both Caucasian where I take my looks from my
FNaF Oc- FULL Bio Alfonso/Bo the Blue AlpacaFNaF Oc- FULL Bio Alfonso/Bo the Blue Alpaca1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfonso the Alpaca,
Bo the Blue Alpaca
Reason for name change:
During his first week of service in the newest restaurant (FNaF Pizzeria) Alfonso wasn’t doing too good many parents felt uneasy around the animatronic waiter, didn’t like the way he spoke to them/their children, felt it inappropriate (use of the words babe, doll, little lady seemed outdated). Alfonso lost his balance during a party, fell backward and had to be reset & reprogrammed to improve his "sense of" balance when using his wheels, to prevent adults from feeling uneasy around him (and complaining) they ended up reprogramming a new name, returning him to his original Fredbear’s programmed personality. He was re-dubbed as Bo (after the first digits of his serial number/code BO). It was supposed to be temporary but they didn't bother to change him back due to having bigger problems i.e. money, dead security guards.
He will still respond to Alfonso, Alfie if addressed as such.
Zemyx--DawnA pair of bright green eyes cracked open, and blinked a couple of times. The room was dark, but he was able to make out the bob of dark blue-gray hair sticking out of the pillow beside his own, thanks to the minimal light from the plug-in nightlight across the room.Zemyx--Dawn6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Demyx smiled sheepishly. How adorable. The blonde lifted his head and allowed his eyes to stray over his companion's head, to the clock on the bedside table, blazing a wonderfully early "7:03 AM" in annoying crimson numbers. Demyx blinked twice, before slowly sinking down onto his bed again.
It was way too early, he decided easily, shifting around in the warmth of his bed sheets and gently scooted closer to the Schemer, who lay snoozing quietly.
Despite being infamously known for being an early riser, Zexion was basically a rock right now. The smaller teen was curled on his side, his back facing the blonde, with one arm up and under the pillow his face was half-buried in, and his hair was a royal disarray. Demyx bit the ins
The Musik Shak_Zemyx_A music store. It was the summer just after my freshman year of college and I was working at a music store. And of course, to my great displeasure the place was called "The Musik Shak," a moderately sized shop located on the second floor of the Hollow Bastion Centre Mall. Being a walking spellchecker with a case of OCD had me glaring at that sign every time I walked into the store for my morning shift.The Musik Shak_Zemyx_5 years ago in Romance More Like This
In an ideal life, I would be working at the bookstore directly across "The Musik Shak," but somehow the opportunity had been swiped from me by research lab partner, Vexen. He managed to secure the last open position weeks before I did, and to spite me, sent an application to "The Musik Shak" with my name. So, despite my qualms about the store's name I accepted the job. After all, the pay was nice and I wasn't going to look that horse in the mouth.
It was a Saturday afternoon in July and I was just finishing up my shift for the day, making some last minute checks on t
In the Night -For Zemyx Day-Demyx woke that Saturday morning, taking in his first few breaths as an 18 year old. He had been waiting 4 years for this day; the day that he would finally be free to leave the village and visit the castle in the mountains without anyone to stop him.In the Night -For Zemyx Day-6 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had been 4 years since he had last seen his dear friend Zexion, and not a day went by that the blond didn't miss him. Demyx was a mere 14 years old when he last saw his best friend; Zexion had just turned 18.
'Prince Zexion I will see you today, whether I'm allowed to or not.'
Demyx hopped out of bed and eagerly prepared himself for the day to come. He quickly checked the backpack under his bed, making sure he had all the supplies he would need to make his escape later that night after his birthday party.
The villagers weren't allowed to go up into the mountains, a practice, which Demyx noticed, began 4 years ago. Still, Demyx was going to sneak out that night, hell bent on seeing his old friend.
Dysphoriashe sells 9mm shells by the seashore,Dysphoria2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
says she can hear the ocean.
but if you listen close to these shells
you can hear ghosts.
something borrowed, something blue,
something broken, something bruised.
she traces her fingers across the autopsy scars
while she counts her bones like currency.
she'll leave your skin screaming,
and sink into the whites of your eyes like a shipwreck.
can you hear the ocean?
Echo przeszeszlosci 07Echo przeszeszlosci 074 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stanęła w progu jego drzwi. Nie zrobiła jednak kroku, nie weszła do środka.
Nie dla tego, że cuchnęło papierosami.
To była jego przestrzeń.
Przestrzeń, w której było miejsce tylko dla jeszcze jednej osoby.
Nie dla niej.
Wiedziała to od chwili, gdy zobaczyła jego twarz tak blisko tej drugiej. Gdy zastała ich razem, leżących i patrzących sobie w oczy. Może nawet zobaczyła fragment tego, co było kiedyś między nimi?
Wtedy się wycofała... zostawiła ich razem, uśmiechając się do siebie.
Nie chciała psuć tego obrazka.
Wszystko nagle się poskładało. Stało się tak oczywiste. I była w sumie pewna, że nazajutrz będzie jakoś inaczej. Po prostu cieplej.
Jednak powinna się już nauczyć, że nie można ułożyć sobie wszystkiego po swojej myśli.
Mom, What's a Vagina?At 9 years old, I rushed home late from my school's "Just Say No" assembly to catch a new episode of Oprah with Dr. Oz. My mom didn't know I watched it, but Oprah was my idol, and I hadn't missed a single episode that year. The doctor strutted on the stage, with all his years of medical training and mastery guiding his tall step and wrinkled smile. He stretched the blue gloves to his elbows, and dragged the tarp off of the organs he called "healthy". They were a dull pink, and I could almost feel my own fingers scraping against the spongy flesh when he held it up for all to see. I felt a chill in my spine as I raked my own hand over my shirt, and I tried to see what I can feel through my skin and ribs. Only a young beating heart, locked away and dancing to the commercial jingles.Mom, What's a Vagina?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soon, Oprah and Oz were back, and taking questions from the audience. I groaned when none of the grown-ups knew what to ask. Sure, heart blockage was all very interesting, but when would they ask the goo
Echo przeszlosci 03Echo przeszlosci 034 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wstał z ciężką głową. Nie wypili wczoraj aż tak dużo, a przynajmniej nie tyle by mieć kaca.
Ale może była to kumulacja tych paru dni. Albo niewyspania... albo...
tak. Tego co wczoraj się stało.
Strzał w dziesiątkę.
Wstawił wodę na herbatę, usiadł na krześle, założył ręce za głowę i popatrzył w sufit, jakby chcąc znaleźć na nim jakąś wskazówkę.
Żadne objawienie nie nastąpiło. A co lepsze, zachciało mu się zapalić.
Sięgnął po paczkę papierosów, leżącą już od dobrych kilku tygodni na lodówce.
Czerwone. Lubił je od czasu do czasu. Jakoś dziwnie przyjemnie gryzły w gardło.
Oparł się stopą o krawędź stołu, odginając ciało lekko
Dave x Demon!reader: Finding HimDave x Demon!reader: Finding Him2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You gazed into the sky, counting airplanes and just about anything, your tail flicked lazily as your legs dangled off the side of the skyscraper you were currently on. Your horns went up from right above your ears and then curved forwards like a bulls, fading from black at the base to a light blue. Your tail was similar in color and ended in a wicked point, both edges sharp, glinting in the setting sun. Your hair was parted heavily to the right, the left side of your head shaved and pitch black, your (e/c) eyes flashing in the sun as your large wings unfurled, also fading from black to blue. Most demons got to choose what color it faded to, but you had never been able to, being stuck with blue. You wore tight black leather pants with combat boots and a ribbed tank top, an upside down cross hanging from a chain around your neck, along with a ring on the same chain. You don't really remember who the ring was from, just a flash of red and almost silver, the feeling of smooth lips moving a
To HellI might be insaneTo Hell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like I am
Nothing makes sense anymore
Life means nothing
So look out
If you mess with my heart
I'll take you with me