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PMD-E Side Story: A Humble Request [Part 2]
Leila sighed, annoyed. "How long does this place go on? I'm getting awfully bored. These enemies are a waste of time; it's like they don't even try to fight back. Jeez," she remarked.
Leila's journey this far had been nothing but tedious. She mowed down pretty much everything in her path.
"Hey, there's a clearing up ahead!" gasped Leila, happy to finally know that the mission was about to be over.
Suddenly becoming wary, she stopped just short of entering the clearing.
...That's strange, she thought. There was hardly any challenge at all in this mission! I wonder why? Come to think of it, everything kept avoiding me... She brushed the thoughts aside. It's probably because I'm so strong, she grinned.
Wait, is that someone over there...? she wondered.
She entered the clearing to find a Minun with a sky blue superhero mask and a Graveler, surrounded by about 3 Geodude.
"Please, help me!" yelled the Minun. "Or at the very least, tell Amelia that I regret
PMD-E Side Story: A Humble Request [Part 1]
"C-c-can I ask you s-something?" a small voice called from some distance behind her. Leila turned around to find a Budew looking at her, on the verge of sobbing.
"Me... a-and my friend Cecil... we got in a fight. Then, Ce-Cecil said he was going to Tao Woods! He said he never wanted to see me again," the Grass-type said with hazy eyes. "Can you go find him?"
Leila glanced at Pascal, and back at the Budew.
I can do this by myself. Pas is weak to Grass-type moves, so he'd only slow me down. I'm good against Grass types... This shouldn't take long. I won't even have to let Pascal know I left, she thought.
"Of course I'll find your friend," she said cheerily. "I won't be long, either," she added.
The Magby confidently walked away. This is genius! If I can find this Cecil character in record time, no doubt Team Voyagers will start on its way to a good reputation! She walked off with just a hint of arrogance.
She daydreamed about the mission while walking, and bumped into Pasca
PMD-E Written App: Team VoyagersLeila: I can't stand this downpour anymore! You're just standing in the middle of this rain, and you're enjoying it, for Pete's sake! ...Hey! Pas! I'm talking to you, Pascal!
Pascal: H-Huh? What? What's up, Leila?
Leila: *furrows brow* We've been standing outside of this guy's house, in the rain of all things, for 15 whole minutes!
Pascal: ...Oh, that's my bad. I got distracted by the rain. I guess I better knock, then, huh?
*He knocks on the door, and is greeted by a silverish-white Ninetales. The expression on the Pokemon's face is one of surprise.*
Callahan: Come in, come in! My goodness, come in! I can't believe you've all been waiting outside in the rain all this time! You could have knocked earlier, you know!
Pascal: *smiles* I'm sorry. I just like the rain a lot. Sometimes, it helps me sleep, even.
Leila: No, I'm pretty sure you're just sadistic and like watching me suffer.
Pascal: *ignoring Leila* So, sir, what is your name?
In the GameThe girl incoherently mumbles obscenities as she kicks a can down the sidewalk, dotted with puddles.
It has just stopped raining, but she still carries the faded pink umbrella open on her shoulder, the last of the rain clinging to it.
The air is crisp for a second, and then a truck speeds by, splashing muddy water and spewing thick smoke everywhere.
Almost involuntarily, she blocks the water with the umbrella. She chokes in the smoke for a second, and resumes walking.
She wears a scowl on her face, disgusted with the world. Every step took her closer towards her private haven, and the very thought of it was reassuring.
She enters the suburban house through the front door, and quickly heads towards the cabinet. She grabs a pink box and opens it.
Its two screens light up, and she is ignorant of the world around her. She smiles.
sometimesSometimes I feel like a million bucks. Others, I feel like I may as well die in a hole.
This was one of the latter times, and I had a great reason to feel as I did.
I'd been dumped, and the stress and longing sped up my heart, and made me puke on occasion. Everyone seemed out to get poor Sean.
He'd mistakenly thought I would be better off solo, but some days, I wish he'd come up to me, stare me straight in the eyes and tell me about how I should go die in a hole alone, like an animal.
... Maybe I should just give up on life, and resign to my fate as a future crazy cat lady.
Thinking about it, that'd be nice, because cats don't ever tell you to move on, or break your heart, or nearly drive you to suicide.
So, why don't you love me any more?
...Answer me, damn it!
Here, will pressing this gun to my head provide incentive for you to answer, or am I no longer anything of your concern?
Am I just a broken toy you've discarded, without regard to the glorious years we spent together?
When You're GoneDrop the razor, put down the knife, get that gun away from your head! Do you know what you're worth?
Contrary to (your)popular belief, your parents do care about you.
Have they ever used you as a human dartboard? No? Then they care.
It's that simple. You're not abused by your parents, you're not used, stop the tears!
That boy ain't worth taking your life, no matter how much you think he is.
Suicide is a sin, sweetie,
and if you expect to wake up in the hospital with him standing over you, teary-eyed like in cheesy TV soaps nobody watches, well, you'll be pretty darn disappointed.
As your life flashes through your eyes, you'll be informed that you're gone for good, you will be judged and sent to Heaven or Hell, no repenting now, only the living get to do that.
You, however, can watch how the lives of your loved ones are without you.
You watch your funeral, watch your family
become slowly torn apart without you.
You watch the boy you loved so much grow up,
VERY WONDERFUL STORYONE DAY THERE WAS A GUY NAMED BOB WHO LIKED STUFF. HE LIVED IN HIS MOM'S BASEMENT AND WATCHED BAD PORNOS ALL DAY.
THEN ONE DAY HE WATCHED TWILIGHT BECAUSE HE HEARD RABID FANGIRLS SQUEALING OVER IT SO HE THOUGHT IT WAS GOOD.
BOB WAS FOUND DEAD IN HIS MOM'S BASEMENT THAT DAY. THE END, THEN THE WORLD EXPLODED.
never forget themdo something right, nobody remembers
do something wrong, nobody forgets
and when nobody forgets, and they pick on the person who did that, that person will just happen to be emotionally unstable.
they'll take it too seriously,
"ha ha ha look at that loser remember what he did"
will turn into
"poor kid why did they kill themselves"
and people will be forced to accept the harshness of their words staring at their feet on a wednesday afternoon and when they're questioned, they'll look up with teary eyes and say
"yes, i'm a murderer.
b-but i didn't mean it.
i didn't realize words could hurt."
For What Really MattersI'm usually silent around people less than friends with me.
I have reasons.
Not opening your mouth keeps you at a nice neutral reputation with just about everyone in the hick school I go to,
but it's really because
I don't take my happiness to school with me.
I keep it safe in a jar, at home.
I save it for what really matters,
like my family,
and my real friends,
the kind with open minds, open arms, and open hearts.
I don't risk someone breaking my happiness.
That's an almost irreplaceable treasure.
Use it wisely, like me.
Prank war (Martin.F/Reader vs Benedict.C/Andrew.S)You sat beside Martin reading over the script for the last episode of Sherlock season 2.
“Hey Martin” You said looking over at him.
“Yes?” Martin replied putting down his script.
“How pissed would Andrew be if I slap-cam’d him?” You asked smirking slightly.
“I have no idea” Martin shrugged.
“I need your assistance!” You grinned standing up. Martin rolled his eyes but stood up anyway. The two of you planned where and when to slap cam Andrew and went out to buy some whipped cream and a pie.
“You sure you wanna do this?” You looked at Martin who nodded.
“Definitely” Martin replied holding the cream pie in his hand.
“Ok then is Mark in position?” You asked. Martin looked over at Mark Gatiss and saw him standing there holding up your phone.
“He’s either waiting for us or playing Angry Birds” Martin nodded.
“Ok then…..There they are!” You smirked pointing
BBW Rainbow DashSighing in boredom and flicking another strand of her rainbow colored hair from her eyes, Rainbow Dash droned on punching in numbers on her computer; taking another quaff of her cup of coffee. Working a desk job was the last thing she ever expected to do with her life, especially with all the sports scholarships she received during high school. The highlight of her life was when she signed on to her favorite women's football (soccer) team and put on her jersey. The following month proceeded to fill her with elation as she got to know her team and shined among them during practice. Things unfortunately went south come game time however, as the true face of the whole organization revealed itself. She could handle the trash talking from other teams, as she allowed her skills to speak for themselves; making her opponents eat their own words as she dealt with them on the field. But it was the sheer amount of underhandedness that went on with other teams and her own, that truly began
Marco X Reader: Flames of A PhoenixCelebratory cheers were heard, ringing out across the deck of the Moby Dick as every ship division and its commanders gathered on the main ship, downing barrels of sake in thick wooden mugs with their great father, Whitebeard.
You were among everyone of course, celebrating the great win against some random, but formidable pirate gang that dared oppose you. Happening a mere ten minutes ago, doing your usual work on one of the ships, it was suddenly attacked by some outrageous outlaws. Sadly for them, it was the ship managed by the first division commander, Marco. The man you were proud to be working closely with, powers matching equally when fighting by each other’s side. Not counting his devil fruit ability of course. That put him on a whole new level. The random battle taking place, a few injuries happened here and there, but overall, you caused a serious amount of deaths, as well as Marco, wiping out every sly shit that thought they could take down the first division alongside
F.A.C.ExReader Randy Jackson!
You were bored so bored and didn't know what to do
You can't watch T.V. There was nothing interesting showing so you couldn't watch anything
You couldn't play any games because you felt like playing horror games but you knew you were gonna have nightmares and stuff
So since you couldn't do anything you were just walking around while wearing a long brown coat
"What am I gonna do? It's 5:00pm and I already ate dinner early...hmm maybe I should buy some Manga?" You suggested to yourself then you remembered , "I don't have enough money..." You then grumbled ,"Wait, Maybe I can call Eliza and maybe hang out with her!" Then you pulled out your phone and called her , "Hey El--" You were cut off by hearing the message thingy , "Tsk She's not available "
"Hmm " You said and remembered you actually had a boyfriend , And it was Alfred . F Jones!~ , "I should call him and play horror games with him!" Then you dialed his number on the phone you still had in your hand , "Hey
Bremon's Fruit Bowl BlunderOlivia is a medium for the gods in human form. She uses her powers to predict the future of mortals on earth by posing herself as a fortune teller. Being part of Olympus really has its advantages, especially when all of her predictions came true for every human she talked to.
Bremon is a Succubus, a female demon who seduces men. Not only does she have the right body for the job, she's also a trickster to boot as well. She plays tricks on humans and even the Gods themselves.
However, one day, one of her pranks gets the better of her.
Olivia was predicting her fortunes to humans, while Bremon was planning another prank in her realm.
Bremon: *walking back and forth* "What to do, what to do on this particular day?"
She noticed her sister, Demonia, who was listening to death metal.
Bremon gives her sister a wedgie to notice her and, hopefully, stop the music.
Demonia: *fixing her underwear* "What the hell, sis?! Why did you do that for?!"
Bremon: "Because I'm trying to think of a way t
The Gilded Age- Part One“That was a really fun day, Ferb.” Phineas said. “What should we build tomorrow?”
“Perhaps a stable.” Ferb said.
“That could be fun.” Phineas said. “We could invent a robot horse to live in the stable.”
“And my cow.” Ferb said.
Phineas pushed open the kitchen door and the two of them went inside.
“Wow, it’s already almost one in the morning.” Phineas said. “I had no idea we stayed out that long.”
“It’s easy to forget how much time has passed when you’re playing giant pool.” Ferb said.
“Ferb, that’s it!” Phineas said. “Tomorrow, we should build a-”
“WHO THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO TURN ME INTO AN ICE CUBE?” Someone yelled.
“Uh oh.” Phineas said.
The boys ran upstairs and skidded to a stop in front of the upstairs bathroom door. Perry was standing in the doorframe with a towel wrapped tightly around his middl
Lia: TUA (Ch. 6, The Labyrinth Part 2)The flattened Rinko pushed the equally flat Lia away from her. Lia landed face down into a neatly folded heap. As Rinko was about to lift herself up, a curious-looking tube popped out from behind one of the nearby wall's stone bricks. The tube extended, placing itself over Rinko's mouth. A sudden blast of air escaped the tube and found its way inside Rinko. The continuous flow of air began to puff her up back to normal.
Unfortunately, Rinko couldn't seem to remove the tube from her mouth. As she pulled relentlessly at the tube, the air began to swell her up to gigantic proportions to the point where she resembled an airship's balloon floating over the Labyrinth. After a good five minutes of this, Rinko finally managed to pull the tube from her lips; she was surprised she hadn't burst at this point. The air quickly began to escape her body, blowing her in every possible direction as she slowly deflated. Before long, she landed elsewhere in the Labyrinth with an unspectacular *THUD*.
Star Trek Prank Week Part II (Reader x Kirk)
You grinned evilly as you swiped the key card you stole from Jim on the keypad then walked into his room and over to his desk. You sat down and looked at the holocomputer and tried to figure out his password. When you were in the Academy, Pavel used his genius abilities to help you hone your hacker skills and boy did he come in handy!
You furrowed your brow and bit your bottom lip lightly then tried out a few things. captainperfecthair? Nope, bust. thekirk, still nothing. bunsofsteel? You couldn't keep a straight face as you typed that. spongebob? (What like you never used something totally random for your password?) Then it hit you! captainsexy. BINGO! You rolled your eyes at the password then scrolled through his contacts. This would certainly make up for him beaming you onto Delta Vega without your clothes AND him stealing your bras, plus teach him a lesson. However the best part was that you would get to laugh your ass off.
You selected the right contacts and wrote an email th
Lia: TUA (Ch. 5, The Labyrinth Part 1)Lia did not like the sound of losing the Labyrinth. The "Juggernaut" didn't sound like the hugs and kisses type, more like the "stretch you into a stringy thread" kind of guy. Or was it a guy? Maybe it was a beast, a monster, maybe a being from another dimension! Lia shuddered at the thought. For now, her focus was on winning. She arrived in the Colosseum's women's locker room. At first, the room seemed to be empty. This place must not get many female challengers, Lia thought to herself.
"Hey, you must be my opponent," someone said boisterously. Lia spun around; the girl facing her was incredibly beautiful. She had lightly tanned skin and short, golden-brown hair. Her yellow eyes contrasted the dull environment around them. She was about the same height as Lia, appeared to have roughly the same measurements, and looked about the same age. Even her outfit was similar to Lia's: a dark yellow vest that cut off at the waist, a pair of long shorts that ended just below her knees, and what a
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