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HearthfireMy body groans with weakness; it has been nearly three days since I have eaten. Thank the Fates, I was forced to flee during the hearthfire season. While the deep snowfall has made travel difficult and rendered food scarce, it has also ensured that my waterskins remain full. Had I been chased out of Hewden in the opendoor, I may not have been Fated to subsist so long. Nevertheless, I fear my journey is drawing near to its end. If I cannot locate food before next moonrise, the Fates will surely reclaim me.
This ancient forest will serve as a better place than most for that. The trees here are old and frail, so there is little reason for any Hewdian to traverse it. Thus, they will never be granted the satisfaction of knowing the Fates have retaken me; my body will remain here, essenseless, until warmer times return to take it back into the ground. I pause to survey the surrounding portion of the forest. In the distance, I can see the exposed roots of a long-dead oak. They appear to rise
Not Your CanvasStupid, stupid steel--always in my head
Drawing pictures on my brain
of pictures it wants to draw on me.
Get the fuck out.
You are not the artist; I am not your canvas.
Ashes to AshesI am a pile of ash
Burning briefly as a phoenix
Before finding myself
Reborn, through flames
A pile of ash once more
AuthorshipPeople attempt to glorify authorship. So often you find writers proclaiming, "It feels so good to write again! It's been too long!" And in some circumstances, they're right. When you craft elaborate fictions entirely from your mind, it may be enjoyable (whether the thrill comes from creation or sharing), but that is not true writing.
True authorship is written in red from a silver pen--a pen that is first driven into the author's chest to draw ink from their still-beating heart. When it is completed, the author lies still on the floor, all they are poured into the words they penned.
True authorship is a curse; true authorship is Hell.
Till the World Got Us FallinSo they were wrong. All those crazies thinking they could predict the end of the world, they didn't know anything. According to their claims, the end of the world was in precisely twenty-three days. Obviously, they were wrong, because this was the end of the world.
Darryl was dumbfounded. For once, he had been confident in their predicitions, but now he had no idea what to do. All around him people were screaming and running in every direction. To where, he had no earthly idea. If the world was ending, what use was running? Better to spend these final moments...doing what? What was worth doing with the end so close?
Finally, it hit him--the one thing he had heard over and over to do in a time like this. Countless songs proclaimed it.
The world was ending; it was the last night of his life.
And so he danced.
You're Ridic"And here. We. Go."
"Can you please stop saying that like the Joker?"
"I'm fairly certain that I cannot."
"Jake, that's ridiculous. Just stop."
"Um, excuse me?"
"You're ridic. You. Are. Ridiculous."
"Ugh. I regret ever shortening a word around you."
"Whatever. I've about had it with your antics today. You're driving me crazy."
"Do you want me to lose it right now?"
"I want to be the very best."
"The best at what, Jake? Making people hate you? Ticking people off? Being an immature, annoying idiot?!"
"Like no one ever was."
"Just answer the freaking question."
"To catch them is my real test."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"To train them is my cause!"
"Is that th--"
"I will travel across the lands, searching far and wide."
"Are you singi--"
"Each Pokémon to understand the power that's inside!"
"Yep. Pokémon theme song. Yet again."
"Pokémon! Gotta' catch 'em. It's you and me!"
"You sing this song ev--"
"I know it's my destiny!"
Phantom SpiderYet again, Phillip was up at two in the morning, aimlessly flipping through channels. Thousands of channels and never a thing to watch. How that was possible was something he would never understand. Inevitably, when he did find something worth watching, he found about a hundred things all on at the same time. The whole system was irking enough that Phil decided to be done with it alltogether, but that decision fell apart quickly when he tried to actually go through with it. So, regardless of how it annoyed him, he kept his myriad of channels and continued his routine of searching for something he could stand to watch.
Phil knew he should just go to sleep, but knowing that had never changed his odd sleep habits. Instead, he finally settled on watching a documentary about arachnids. He was pretty sure he had seen three others like it before, but it was the best option he could find.
After watching countless spiders bind their helpless prey in webs, Phil could feel the miniscule footsteps
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Pranks
Today, you woke up three in the morning with brilliant ideas to prank your family. Maybe even take videos of their reactions?
First of, you started with Allen's prank since it's really easy. You just put his bottle of milk inside the freezer and wait until it became ice. Second of, you did Matthieu's prank. You replace his diet soda with sprite and soy sauce. Then you replace the Oreo cream into toothpaste for Francois and replacing Oliver's mayonnaise with vanilla yogurt.
After it's all set, you went back to sleep.
~~~Timeskip to when everyone woke up~~~
You ran into the kitchen first and put the frozen milk back into the refrigerator before Allen enters.
After that, Allen enters the kitchen and grab the frozen milk and a bowl of cereal. He entered the dinning room and sat down. That's where you started to record.
It took him a minute to realized that the milk was frozen. You giggled as he slam the milk bottle on to the table, "MATT!!"
Loving You- (Levi x Reader) [AU]
*A/N: The song lyrics are included in the fic, so listening to the song would be perfect with this fic~
( X )
Just once in a day, I remember you, miss you
“I’m not spending hard earned money on your coffee.”
You pout, letting a small huff escape your lips as Levi takes hold of the shopping bags, a grunt emitting from his throat.
“But, come on this is the last day I can fully spend with you before-
2P!Italy x Child!Reader - Restaurant
Oliver decided to take you to an Italian restaurant near your school since you'd always talked about going wanting to go there. Now, you were sitting at the restaurant table, looking at the menu. Oliver told you that he needs to go to the boys room and that he wants you to order any food you like.
Right then, the waiter came. A brown haired man that has a magenta shade eyes with red-ish pupils.
"May I take your order?" he asked.
"Two Lasagna please~!" you responded.
"Oh, I'm sorry, bambina~ We ran out of those ingredients."
"Oh... Um, then I'd like two Veal marsala."
"We ran out of that too."
"Shrimp fra davolo?"
"Isn't that a little spicy for you?"
"What does this restaurant have then?!"
"Spaghetti with tomato sauce and Pizza~!" the waiter smiled.
"But there's Lasagna and the others in the menu!"
"Si, but we ran out of ingredients bambina."
"Quel type de restaurant est-ce?!" you yelled.
"Come osi parlare Francese nel mio ris
2P!Canada x Reader - Day Off
"[Y/N], I've seen that you've been working hard for the last two months without taking a single day off," you boss said," And I must say, I'm very impressed!"
"Thank you sir! I love doing my job!" you smiled.
"Well, every ones a while, you need to take at least two days off."
"No thank you sir. I-"
"No no! You need it! To clear your mind and all, you know." your boss smiled.
You thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay sir! Thank you!"
"You can go home now."
You nodded again, grabbing your handbag and left your work.
While walking, you dialed your best friend's number and waited until he picks up.
"You Mattie! Wanna come and hang out with me?" you asked.
"Aren't you at work now?"
"Nope! My boss gave me two days holiday~ Meaning that we can hang out!"
"... Where to?"
Walking towards your favourite café, you were stopped by three men.
"Hey, babe~" one of them said.
"Back off bastards." you said wh
Drunk!2P!America x Reader - Don't Trust Me
You hold your camera close to you while watching TV. You had a feeling that Allen would do something as you already seen him drinking earlier. You waited for a while until footsteps, that sounds like someone was wearing high heels, can be heard.
You peeked from the couch and found Allen walking downstairs, wearing a black dress and black high heels. He also wore make-up which amused you. You then started recording when you noticed that he was too drunk to notice that you're in the living room.
Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress,
But she ain't got no need.
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east." Allen sand as he flips his skirt over.
He then sat on the chair that was beside the stairs. Once he sat down, he crossed his leg and continued singing,
"Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth,"
"Ew." you muttered.
"Tell your boyfriend if
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Do You Want Pie?
Matthieu looked away from his book to finding you holding a pie, "Did you make that?"
"Uh-huh!" you nodded, "Wanna try it?"
Matthieu took of his glasses, "Lemme try."
You walked towards him then threw the pie on his face. You giggled and ran away.
"Why you little!" Matthieu angrily said before chasing you around the house.
Drunk!2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Drunken Night
Today, you were sitting with your family on the dinning table, watching them get drunk as you drink your strawberry milk. Allen, Matthieu and Francois seems to be calm and dumb while Oliver just gets angry. Just angry enough for him to slap the three. You tried recording but Oliver took it and threw your camera on to the couch. You were relieved that it landed safely and it's position was on your family, meaning that it was recording the whole time.
"Hey," Allen spoke, "Remember when I stick my leg out and Oliver tripped over and fell on the pool?"
"Well, of course! That's when you were just a baby." Oliver growled.
"No... I was just... Nine?"
"No, you were 96 that time." Matthieu corrected him.
"Then how old am I now?"
"2014." Francois replied.
"Hey hey! Remember that one time I tried to propose to Al?" Matthieu asked.
"I should have said yes!" Allen spat.
"Well, there is still time to propose." Francois suggested.
Mathhieu nodded as he holds Allen's hand
Physical check up | Doctor!Levi x Reader
As you entered the clinic, you were greeted by a woman with ginger hair and eyes with glasses. She looked up and smiled at you.
"Hello and welcome to Survey Corps Clinic! How can I help you ma'am?" You took out a paper out your purse and handed it to the receptionist.
"I'm here for a check up," Your voice sounded a little croaky, like a frog trying to talk. She laughed under her breath, making you blush in embarrassment. She looked at it for a second before signing something, then gave the paper to another receptionist with short black hair sitting across her.
"Alright, I will call you when the doctors arrive, got it? For now, you may take a seat in the waiting room," Sighing, you sat down in one of the room's cold chairs.
After a what seemed a long while, you heard a soft, feminine voice call you out.
"[Full name], we will be seeing you now," You saw the girl with the same short black hair. You stood up, and walked over to her. She guided you to a room and made you sit.
Child!CanadaxMama!Reader: Mama Do You Love Me?
You groaned as you tried to pick up one of your fallen knitting needles. However the bulge at your midriff prevented you from doing so. Sighing you tried again.
“Al!” you called to your 6 year old son.
After a groan from the direction of the twin’s bedroom and then dirty blonde haired boy appeared. “What?”
You sighed, “Alfred, could you get me my needle.”
Another angsty huff and Alfred did as you asked.
“Whatever,” he grumbled and stomped back off to his room.
You sighed. He was, evidently, at that age when mom and dad weren’t ‘cool anymore and becoming just a pain to be around. Going back to your baby booties you let your mind turn off as you went back to your work.
You were so immersed with your work that you didn’t even hear your son the first time he called to you.
“Mama?” Matthew asked.
Your head finally snapped up and you smiled, “Hey, Mattie. What is it?
Pallet Evening NewsApril Hawthorne was born in late September, which put her just outside the cut off date to being her adventure alongside her friends, Julia Linderman and Nina Pike. This meant she was the rare eleven-year-old in the following year's group of hopefuls. April began her journey with a squirtle, but always dreamed of training a weepinbell, a jolteon and a pikachu to perform in pokémon contests, because her favorite color was yellow.
Alongside April were 10-year-old twin brothers Blaine and Brock Richards, named after the late Kanto gym leaders. These young boys grew up constantly scuffling and each was determined to best the other in a challenge to become the next official Pokémon Indigo League Champion. Blaine, true to his name, selected a charmander as his first partner, and Brock set out with an eevee by his side that he has rescued and nursed back to health when he was only seven.
These three children set off on their journeys almost two months ago. None of their parents had
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