A Walk through Burleigh Wood on a Spring EveningTwo wanderers pursued a lonely trail
Beneath a truss of banished tears;
Avast! A distant hazel pale
Endured the evening's mewling gale:
A welcome sight for Eden's exiled peers.

A sprightly saunter down the virgin pass
Brought forth a sea of lorn bluebells,
The heavens weaved through earthly grass
Where silent vespers did amass
To worship springtide's sudden winsome spells.

A timeless tinkling of bereft azure
Withdrew the curtain of decline,
And once two rovers stood demure,
Now children, elegant and pure
Walked side by side in that secluded shrine.

In that wild ever eclipsed winding wood
Was heard the bluebell's soothing knell:
It

Life and DeathI had gotten the new game less than a day after it came out. I beat the Elite Four a week and a half later. After that, I lost interest pokemon and got into other games. Nothing ever satisfied my gaming needs like pokemon, though. So I eventually I wanted to play it again. That is, until I found out I had lost the game somewhere in my room. I knew I didn't have any chance in finding it, so I went out to get another one.

I got to the game stop at the mall and saw that they didn't have pokemon black or white. It was getting late so I decided to leave and look again tomorrow. But as I was leaving, something caught my eye. It was a ds game card

Electric Food WebA young Buneary hopped along a nature made dirt path. She had gotten separated from her family and as she hopped along she would call out to them in hopes that they would answer back, sadly though the little Buneary's cries fell onto deaf ears.

She hopped along for the longest time until she had become tired. There was still no sign of any of her family members and the sky had started to get darker. The crisp cool autumn air blew softly on her fur and made her shiver a tad. Buneary wanted more than anything to be snuggled up against her warm mother's fur. With grace the little bunny Pokémon sat under a shady maple tree that was streaked

Pokemon Creepypasta: Pretty I'mma bit ova nuisance, I 'spose. 'Speon says that she don' like me 'cause I don' talk like a proper lady, but she wouldn't like me anyways. None ov 'em would. They're all the pretty ones, an' I'm... tarnished. There's six ov us. Audino, 'Speon, Gardevoir, Delcatty, Petilil. An' then there's me. Sneasel. If you think about it, you can kinda see why they don' like me. They're all pretty, I ain't. They're proper an' cultured an' fancy, I ain't. They're Psychic an' Normal an' one of 'em's a pretty Grass type. I ain't. Petilil was the only one ov 'em who ever had the decency to me nice to me. She thinks I'm pretty, but I dunno why. Not like it

CP - What Innocent Eyes See"DAAAAAAAAD!"

Your father bursts through the door to find you, a child at the mere age of seven, bawling your heart out, tears streaming down your face, covers pulled right up to just below your eyes; your terrified gaze is focused on the corner of your room, above your wardrobe. The man sighs, slowly approaching the bed and perching on the edge. The gentle motion causes you to jump incredibly hard, your intense crying increasing in volume for a few seconds until you recognise your father's face and nigh on throw yourself into the man's welcome arms. The man pats your back in slow, circular motions. His eyes drift to the top corner of the ro

My Little Creepypasta pt1.My Little Creepypasta
Part 1

It was a cloudless autumn night. The stars shone brightly, clearly defined in the dark sky above Ponyville as midnight drew ever nearer.

The town itself was quiet. Most of its population was already asleep, except for those unlucky enough to have to work the late shift. Two bakers, husband and wife, were putting the finishing touches to a large order that had to be shipped to Canterlot early the next morning.

Apart from that, everypony had retired to bed – the only other lights in town were coming from the lower windows of Twilight Sparkle's library, where she was hosting her second ever slumber party wit

Iceland X Reader: Cold LOVE Emil Steilsson - Iceland
Lukas Bondevik - Norway

'I wonder what Iceland will look like~?' you wondered while still waiting for the cruise ship to make a stop over

           "WE'RE ALMOST NEAR TO ICELAND, PLEASE WAIT FOR A FEW MINUTES" said by a crew

                  'I'm so excited~!'


     Your long waited time finally come!

TemponautSundays: no one's butterflies are
going to affect the wavelength
of the sun magnifying ants
(nothing will happen anyway).

Rewind, the air wrinkles into
sundays: no one's butterflies are
stuck on weeping quicklime (not yet)
that doesn't hesitate; floor it.

High-pitched tires are slashed by the
hissing water, parked sometime on
sundays: no one's butterflies are
run over by broken sunshine.

One last time to make this right, keep
blinking back - stop flapping its wings
'fore they reek like pelting rain from
sundays: no one's butterflies are...

Pony POV Series Fluttershy FlutterCruel PearlsMy Little Pony "Pearls"

And it was done. Fluttershy's horrible nightmare was over, as was the nightmare of every pony that lived in Ponyville. Most only confided in their loved ones what they had done after Discord had turned them stark raving mad. With the status quo fully restored and repaired, not a single pony wanted to so much as dwell on that horrific day (technically several). Big Macintosh for example wouldn't say what happened, but he seemed very uncomfortable around the Apple family's pet dog.

There was however one purple pony with a screwball cutie mark who was dragged away in a straightjacket mumbling how "The world finally ma

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Huh? Don't go! There's no need to be scared. I've never seen this monster before... Must be rumours.

So, what do you call yourself? ... Hehe, that's a strange name. I used to have a name, but now I can't remember... That makes me sad...

Oh, never mind the itching. You probably brushed up against some poison ivy.

So, are you lost? This forest is pretty big... Why don't you stay here a while? I could use the company... And when you need to leave, I could help.

Hm? Oh, no. That looks like a bug bite. No, it doesn't look like an allergic r

NM Fuel - Never Forget...I don't like being a bug Pokemon. I don't like being small and young. All the big birds chase me. It's really scary. But mamma says that she will keep me safe. I love my mamma. When I have a bad tummy, mamma always rubs it better with her feelers. At night she sings me lullabies; my favourite is 'there were two birds sat on a stone; one flew away, and then there was one; the other flew after, and then there was none; and so the poor stone was left all alone'. Mamma says I'll never be left alone. She and papa will always be there. She promised.

My tummy feels strange. It's all warm and tingly. The rest of my body is starting to feel that way

Spain X Reader X Romano: Tomato or Me? Part 1 You're in the middle of research then DeviantArt caught your attention so you opened your DA account

"Let's see who's online..." you mumbled while clicking the 'Friends' button

'That sucks... only Antonio?' When you refreshed your browser you saw a note, It's from Antonio

Hola! I'll be making tomato soup this night so, can you come over? I'll be making lots of them, I'm sure me and mi amigos can't finish them all...

&#

Japan X Reader: Manga Fella' In Japan...

Your phone ring, Kiku was calling you

"Yes Kiku?"

"__-san, i have the manga you want"

"Really!?"

"Ah, Hai(Yes)"

"Can i come to your house?"

"You're always welcome here __-san"

"Okay, i'll hung up..."

You get ready as soon as you can, just to read the manga

"Kiku..? I'm here"

"Oh, Come in"

"Ojamashimasu(Sorry for disturbing)"

"Whom did you know that?" Kiku asked

"From you~" you giggled

"Here..." said Kiku, lending you the manga (Axis Powers: Hetalia)

"Oh thank yo

MLP:FiM - and Forever Together

It was a cold and windy day of autumn, colder than the weather ponies had predicted, but the sun was high in the sky and warmed the ponies from its glow. Like everyday, ponies tended to their tasks. Some enjoyed the coolness of the breeze while reading a delightful book, some worked hard to buck the very last apples off the branches before the freeze, and others were tucked inside sipping some warm cocoa. Like everyday, ponies had their ups and downs; a humongous party for a loved granny, a foal tripping on a rock calling for her mommy. Each and every pony concerned by the events of their daily life.

It had been a full month since her the lo

Creepypasta - 5CR34MIt all started when I was wandering through a thicket in the Kanto region. What's a thicket? Too many damn trees, that's what a thicket is. Every step brought a branch slamming into my forehead or scraping across my bare legs. It was nearing the end of winter, but the wind was still bitterly cold on my bare skin. "Why doesn't the Ranger Union give us a winter uniform?!" I mumbled angrily, rubbing my goose-bump covered arms... before walking straight into a huge and very solid tree trunk. I groaned as I fell backwards, my vision swirling around and flickering. Hey, where did all those Minun come from...? As my vision focused again I saw my par

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-The sun is setting; let's watch the twilit sky, shall we?

Princesses and peasants, illness and truth, sunlight and twilight, optimism and pessimism, birth and rebirth. These are the feelings of our faithful companion, Doctor Whooves. After having witnessed the coronation of Twilight Sparkle, he fears that Twilight may not be prepared for the future. He has watched Twilight from afar since day one, and begins to realize what impact she may have had on his life.

There's only two hours before she arrives back home. Follow Doctor Whooves on his self-reflection to understand the new era that is arriving. And maybe, put yourself in Whooves' shoes to better understand the perspective of ourselves...-

Another fanfiction, this time with a character I've been meaning to write with for a long time: Doctor Whooves.

FUN FACT: This is, actually, my response to the whole "Alicorn Twilight" controversy; read between the lines, you'll see it in there. But if you can't, I think that we shouldn't judge the premise without giving the production team a chance. I mean, Season 4 is confirmed; there could be some solid episodes built off of Twilight being a princess. Or not, I don't know. The point is that I have the benefit of the doubt; I loved the episode and how it was played out! Sure, it's a big change, but so was learning about Shining Armor, and introducing a whole other princess, and creating a whole other kingdom. They're expanding the universe of the show, and who knows? Maybe something will happen to stop Twilight from being an alicorn. We don't know that yet; so now, we play the waiting game...

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~jbkong22 May 20, 2013 New member

私は黒と私は人種差別主義者だ

*HawkeyedElite May 20, 2013 Student General Artist

なぜあなたはそれを言うでしょう？

*h3ll0-u Mar 3, 2013

_{HEY EVERYONE CHECK OUT HIS OTHER DEVIATIONS leaves quietly}

*HawkeyedElite Mar 3, 2013 Student General Artist

Advertising on my thing, Cap?
*Hug*

*h3ll0-u Mar 3, 2013

_{; v ; /hug}

~BluColour Feb 22, 2013

I apologize, for some reason I commented on the wrong deviation... very strange

*HawkeyedElite Feb 22, 2013 Student General Artist

Oh. No problem.

~BluColour Feb 22, 2013

This is in popular 1 month. Deviantart is going down hill with all this my little pony and hentai.

*HawkeyedElite Feb 22, 2013 Student General Artist

If you've read this, it has nothing to do with hentai. Plus, just because it involves MLP doesn't make it inherently good or bad. The content speaks for itself, and apparently, it's good content.

Don't judge a book by it's cover.

~TheLupineReturns Feb 21, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Wow... I'm sorry for not reading this sooner! I gotta say, this is pretty interesting! The point of view is one thing; a background pony. Instead of one of the mane six, Spike, or a Princess, this is coming from the humble yet most favored background pony, Dr. Whooves. I liked the way you characterized him in this as being nothing like the actual Doctor (because we all know that Dr. Whooves is NOT The Doctor). I have two favorite parts in this story: the story of Dr. Whooves' cutie mark and the extended metaphor comparing life to a grain of sand. I loved the little anecdote about how he got his cutie mark; it really explains the cutie mark well, and was also a very touching story. Not to mention, it did help with Whooves' reflection about how he really doesn't hate Twilight. The reason why I liked the metaphor is because it simply makes so much sense, and not on just a MLP fanfic level, but on a life level, if you get what I'm saying. I just think that it's easily applicable to daily life, and that's what makes this piece so interesting! Some of the lessons reflected here can be applied to real life, at least, in my opinion. I just really love this story, and it makes me want to watch the actual episode now. 83 Excellent work, Hawkeye.

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