Random interview filledCharacter InterviewMore Like This
Hey guys, I've brought you here for an interview, nothing major, it's not like you killed anyone, we just want to know about you. So can you tell me your names, gender, birthday. You know the basics information?
*both sit rather unpleased at a table*
Lilly: Lilly, female, 09-03-99
Erik: Erik, male (cant be heard)
Cool, so do you two know each other? If you do how'd you meet?
Lilly: saw a move bout' him...and yes...broadway shows...theres a story behind this all
Erik: I have no clue
Ok guys, I know we kinda um… brought you here quite quickly, but um…how do you guys normally dress? Anything of importance, like a lucky charm, or a funky cap?
Lilly: I has a sweatshirt : D
Erik: *sighs* I wear a mask and all black
Awesome, well where about do you guys live? Some funky apartment? Or maybe a 30 story mansion?
Lilly: Im crashing with him *points at Erik*
Erik: you are not! you simply wont LEAVE! (Paris, Under the Opera house)
Sounds great, now let's find o
AAAAHHHH TONIGHTS THE NIGHT I DIEEEEEEEITS THUNDERING OUTSIDE AND IF IT STARTS TO LIGHTNING! THEN IM GUNNA DIE! I HAVE TO TAKE SOME SORT OF BATH OR SHOWER AND LIGHTING CAN KILLLLL MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -ahem- Okay....Im good nowMore Like This
Drunk Memories (Jean X Reader)"Should we really be doing this?" You asked, following the two-toned haired boy down the dark hallway, the only thing keeping you from not stumbling into him a small lantern he held high above his head.More Like This
"Calm down (f/n), it's not like he'll notice." He responded, keeping his head faced forward. He stopped at a corner, and held his arm out in front of you, stopping you in your tracks. He peered around, waiting a moment before continuing down the next hall.
"How do you know?" You continued in a whisper.
"Let's just say I've been down there before, and I know which ones he pays attention to and which ones he doesn't." He mumbled. You could almost hear the smirk in his voice. He stopped in front of a door and looked at you expectantly. You sighed and pulled a hairpin from your (h/c) hair, handing it to him. He picked the lock quickly, as if he'd learned and practiced it, and opened it slowly, making sure it didn't creak. He stood to the side and waved an arm in, signaling for you to enter
Drunk for the first timeWell, survived the leap into the new year, among my D&D friends and their friends. Good company, good food, fun games and good times was had.More Like This
I finally managed to drink enough booze to at least get tipsy and get a bit of an idea what it's all about. My friends were a much appreciated support and explained it's normal for first timers to just sit and bawl and cry and ramble and needing hugs while not wanting hugs.
Won't say it has scared me off completely from trying again, but I'm in no hurry to see if the second time truly will go better. Although the dizziness was a rather fun feeling. I got through this without any hangover, which I appreciate.
Well, a new experience richer as I step into the new year *Looks around* Looks the exact same as the old. Huh.
Got half a year left on Tech College, gotta be looking for a proper trainee job after that. Entering another tough month where I need to focus on commissions. My vacation from that is over and I really need to pull myself togethe
Internet FriendsInternet friends are fake, unreal, untrustworthy.More Like This
Parents say , “Don't give your information
to someone who may do something dirty!
They're liars, evil and rapist in waiting.
Their compliments and gifts
are just another form of baiting.”
I'd like to think that we judge without
getting to know,
what happens on the other side of the mouse.
Internet friends are there when we're alone,
till 2 a.m on weeknights,
chatting with us until the pain is gone.
They're always there to confide,
when we're sometimes
on the verge of suicide.
Pulling us through our depression,
begging us not to relapse,
not to succumb to our regressions.
“Get help, not attention,” they'll tap in chat,
as a response of a picture,
that'll show our wrists all hatched.
Sometimes it's the little things they do for us,
like sending “You're amazing” “You're beautiful”,
“You're so full of love.”
They encourage us at times when our “friends” don't,
Oh we're doing THIS again XD?[link]More Like This
so my robot overlord friend of madness, :iconunstablereactor:, tagged me to do this weird journal thing. It's like some deranged version of a Q&A...that's a good thing
1. You must post the rules.
2. Each person must say 5 things about themselves in their journal. (Now I gotta confess my sins. Byotiful)
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and create five new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to choose 10 people to tag and post their icons on your journal. (Or just as many as I can think of)
5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged them. (The mention feedback function can do that for me, I DON'T HAVE TO DO SCRAP!)
6. No tag backs. (DAMN IT! I WANTED TO PUT A TAG ON BACKS!...oh wait...)
7. No stuff in the tagging section about "You're tagged if you're reading this". You legitimately have to tag 10 people.
THEM FACTS SON!!!
Webcam Alternative, DAID Embeds TutsARE YOU GUYS ALL DONE CRYING ABOUT THE WEBCAM WIDGET?More Like This
Well I know how it feels as being a non premium but don't worry, I found an alternative.
I know most of you probably know about this already but not many actually know where to put it.
So in this alternative tutorial, I will let you guys have pops for your page again as non premiums.
Take advantage of it before the deviantart BADmin take the ability out.
Badminton cause these badmins want to play badminton with our feelings.
ALTERNATIVE WAY VIA EMBED OPTION
You can do this alternative way in all available widgets in your profile page however I recommend the ID because the border limit is much bigger giving you a wider range of pixels.
Step 1 > Go to your Deviantart ID Profile and go to the pencil thumbnail which is edit.
Step 2 > Click it and then click "Edit this widget."
Step 3 > Now go through the bio section of your ID widget. (In other wid
A Message From My Heart to YoursSure, the destination is important, but until you get there you need to focus on what's just as important: getting there. See, the destination is just one thing. You can get there a million different ways. Just be sure you take the path that is right for you, not only which way you go, but also who you decide to take along for the ride. Surround yourself with good company, while also being good company yourself. You bring people along on your journey, but remember that other people are bringing you along on theirs. Don't focus only on your destination. Focus also on how you get to it. Will you step on other people just to get yourself a little higher? Will you crawl on all fours, carrying tremendous burdens and wallowing in self pity? Or will you gleefully hop, skip, and jump without a single regret? Don't get discouraged by how far you still have to go. Be proud of how far you've already come. Getting lost? Keep God on your mind and in your heart, and He will guide you. Remember to peMore Like This
Silver X Reader ~ Emotional TimesSilver was moping around in his house, his face set in a deep frown. He was in a fussy and bitter mood.More Like This
"Silver?" You asked tentatively, not wanting to upset him. "Go away, [Name]." He grumbled, facing away from you. He was flashing all of his warning signs, but you all of ignored them. "I don't want your help."
This was happening too often lately, and you felt you were damaging what fragile relationship you had with the moody redhead. You haven't seen him smile for weeks (or, show any hints of a smile). You needed to know why, because it would destroy you if you were no longer friends. It would also break your heart, because you secretly loved him.
"Am I doing anything wrong?" You ask again, your voice soft. He put his forehead in his hands. "No. Leave me be." He said shortly, sitting down on a couch. You sat down on the opposite end.
"Then what's wrong?" You inquired, inching closer. "Somebody won't leave me alone when I want to be." He said grumpily. You placed a hand on his shoulde
Companions (ORAS X Reader) IntroLight dances in through the window, brightening up the large, spacious room, shinning on yet to be unpacked boxes stacked against one wall. A low groan escapes the pile of blankets waded up on the bed and they shift slightly. A (h/c) mess pops out of the blanket nest and sleepily looks around the unfamiliar room. Another groan leaves you lips as you lightly rub the sleep out of your eyes.More Like This
Your starter pokemon climbs onto the bed and slides into the nest next to you, and starts squeaking at you to get up and dressed so the two of you can start your journey.
"Oh, shush, let me sleep a bit more..." You pout.
You know, that even with saying that, the small pokemon won't let you sleep any longer, and your mother would be coming up to scope out the loud cries it's making, and to see if your finally awake. You stretch your arms up and yawn before swinging your legs out from the blanket pile and wobbling down stairs, drawn by the smell of breakfast.
"Morning, sweetie! I was just about t
Rivals x the Reader1. SilverMore Like This
Much to your shock, Silver roughly pushed passed you and made his way into the cave. Well, maybe not that much of a shock. More like the shock came from the absence of your hotheaded, rude rival not nagging you for a rematch.
With that thought in mind, you followed after the redhead. “Silver! Wait!”
As usual, he completely ignored you and continued stomping his way through the twisty path of the cave. You soon became irritated and decided to be a little devious. Gripping his wrist and yanked him towards you with unbelievable force.
You knew he was shocked, because the minute he looked at you, his silver eyes were as wide as saucers. Taking full advantage of this, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his. It didn’t last long though. You pulled away almost instantly and winked at the now blushing Silver.