My story (4,000 pageview special!)It started back in early February 2012. It was the 15th, I just recently downloaded the internet channel onto my Nintendo Wii. (This was four months before I got my Xbox.) I mainly used it for......Okay I don't remember, but I used to watch a lot of youtube video's using it.
A few days later I was on Google looking up some pictures. After a while I found a picture with a story link. That's when I found this site, good ol' deviantart. The first deviant I ever found was TheBlox. He has INCREDIBLE stories and I higjly recommend that you go check them out. Now let me tell you how browsing dA on the Wii was. It f***ing sucked. Search pages only showed four results, there were no themes to use so I had to put "stories" in the related search, if someone typed A++++++++++++++++++ so much it would go off of the website, and the comments always went by weeks. Ex. 160 weeks. You couldn't view account comments either. Having to use dA like this was very tedious but it was okay. If a deviation had
The end of Equestria?Important note: This fanfiction is based off a dream I had a few days ago, so if anything is out of the ordinary, which is probably everything you will read in this fanfiction, please remember this fact. With the note out of the way, let the story begin.
Norfy: "Hey Fluttershy, has anything seemed a little weird today?"
FS: "No, at least, nothing that I noticed."
Norfy: "All ri- oops, almost fell down that hole. *proceeds to jump over the hole, but when he does, he jumps higher than the clouds* WHAT THE HECK!? HOW DID, WHAT?! *Falls back to the ground, landing on his face* OW! WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?!"
FS: "I don't know! Are you okay?"
Norfy: "I'm okay, but what the heck happened?! Wait, doesn't everything look slightly smaller?"
FS: "I think we should go find Twilight and the others to see if they know what's going on."
Back at Twilight's house
Norfy: "Twilight, have you seen what's happening?"
TS: "Yeah! I don't know what's going on!"
RD: "Where's Rarity and Appleja
Proxy High: Day 1 log
A Skirt, a goddamn skirt. Slender knows i wear pants for a reason. Damn it all, these outfits are hideous *sighs* My stitching shows more now than it did when i had my regular outfit. I miss my turtle neck. I miss alot of things. Death is not fun. If i hadn't died- No. If i had been more prepared I wouldn't have died. Meow wouldn't be dead and i wouldn't be the useless crap I am.
This school seems alright. I met a few people already. Furio, Richy, Diesel. Living in Oregon and only working in the Rockies has got me out of touch. Then again I've been exiled for a few years. God theres so much i want to talk about.
The P.E. Teacher scares me, i know i should be fine in this class but... He's cat like, so i'm going to have to try really hard.
Someone thought i was the librarian. Don't even know who she is and i don't plan on meeting her.
Okay, the german teacher seems alright if not a bit confusing.
Light bringer|Lucifer x reader| 8
"Can you seriously stop it." You hissed, slouched back on the couch staring at the news channel as the familiar blonde haired angel loomed over you. His visits had been starting to get more frequent, ever since you two had mated with each other, and he was back to his annoying self who kept turning the television on and off when he wanted attention.
"Lucifer! Stop. I'm trying to see what's going on!" You whined, propping yourself up on the couch and turning to glare at the angel, who only met your glare with a pouting face.
"Lucifer, please. I'm trying to watch the news." You sighed, turning back around and leaning into the couch with a grumpy expression. He obviously wasn't going to let up anytime soon, so you gave in and picked yourself off the couch, dragging yourself towards the kitchen. However, before you could enter the next room, Lucifer was there blocking your path.
You blinked, momentarily dazed, before pushing at the blonde man's
2P!Canada x Reader: Amnesia- Day 2 (pt.3)
You wondered why this little fucker was still lingering around these parts. You hadn't seen him since high school, and he only now decided to come back. You narrowed your eyes at him, trying hard not to punch him square in the face.
"What the hell are you doing in here, Luciano?" you forcefully questioned.
He gave you a small shrug of unknowing.
"I don't know. I needed to come back to take care of a few things. And one of those things involves you and AJ", he explained.
"I'm assuming you already know, then? About AJ...", you stated with a heavy heart and irritation.
He nodded in understanding.
"You might want to let him do it, too, _________", he started.
"For the love of God! How many times do I have to tell you idiots that I refuse to let it happe-"
"-You haven't spoken to Matthew...have you...?" he asked in concern, interrupting you as usual.
You scoffed at him, not knowing what his question had to do with anything. But, then again, you haven't spoken to anyone since Al passed away.
Stolen Treasure: Part 5Stolen Treasure
Part 5: Some wounds heal, some don't.
Warning: M/M, Light Tcest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Usagi.
“No,” Is all Leo said as he took Mikey by the hand and led him deeper into the forest, Donnie right behind them. Mikey didn’t fight Leo, he was happy to go with him. He was also happy to hear his best friend was not dead.
“Leo, we should go back and follow the path, or find a place to bed down for the night. Darkness is falling and the forest is not safe to travel at night.” Donnie said as he looked up at the setting sun.
“Why isn’t it safe?” Mikey asked nervously as he looked over his shoulder at Donnie while Leo continued to pull him along.
“Murderers, other thieves and bandits, “Donnie explained, “Monsters, demons …. The list is endless, you know?” Mikey’s eyes widened and h
Space Cadet History Part IMankind before the Federation (pre-4500 BFC)
Records on human history prior to the rise of the Solar Federation are scant, given the great collapses that occurred between then and the modern era. What have survived are mostly secondary sources, copies of Federation historical documents made during the Imperial Era. Some of these sources’ details contradict one another, which can be attributed to author bias, imperfect access to information, imperfect copying, or some combination of the three. The most detailed source on pre-Federation history are from The Ages of Man, an Martian-era historical text made in 2586 BFC. This text claims that human civilization has collapsed three times prior to the rise of the Federation, the greatest being the Ash Winter, which occurred around 10000 BFC. While the most reliable text available to modern historians, the authors of The Ages of Man admit that they lacked reliable sources, and as they were uncomfortable with conjecture they only p
Stitches death.(PLEASE NOTE SHE IS NOT DEAD AGAIN I'M JUST WRITING THE SCENE WHERE SHE DIED.)
Splice laughed at his dead victim, sitting back and enjoying the red blood that leaked from the gaping holes in Stitches chest. “Worthless Proxy” His laugh cut short as the body twitched, her eyes rolled back in her head as she gagged coughed blood, fingers digging into the concrete ground and leaving marks.
“DEAD!” She screeched, head thrown back. “SHE’S DEAD!” 2 Mourning voices screamed in agony and loss, the head swiveling to Splice. Dead eyes stared at Splice, the body crawling towards him before staggering up on shaky legs. “DEAD! SHE’S DEAD!”
“You’re still alive?!” Splice snarled ready to stab her again, tendrils up. The body slumped, black bubbling from its lips and wounds. It stepped forward. And was gone.
Jolted by screaming Slender got up and hurried from his office and teleported down stairs where Stitches body