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So They Went To A Beach... Whyyyyy did he let his freaking pet convince him to go to the pier? He doesn't really like the heat of the sun beating down on him but her fucking huge ass eyes were so cute he couldn't say no. He held Nuisance close to him, making sure she was safe and comfortable. "Ehhhhh....I wish Amelia was here, and Sol." he sighed, "Nuisance, I did set up my traps right?" she would just look up and smile sweetly. "Hm..." he hoped that he did. || "O-Oh man... erm..." Chester shuffled his way down the sandy beach. Though he did love the feeling of sand between his paws he hated being around SO many people....being judged, being hated....all for his species. They hated him! HE COULD FEEL IT, DAMN IT!!! He twitched before looking back down to the ground until he found a nice place to settle, a quiet spot under an umbrella.... "HEY! WATCH IT PERV!" A tail slapped him straight in the face, the wonderful spot was taken!! "O-Oh I'm really sorry!!" he managed to cough out, spatting fur when
(Horror story) I like you!
He gently pulled Thade's flame to his face. "Alrighty then.." he looked around the room. "Got one!" "Little Harley was new in town, she wore nice, comfy clothing on her first day of school. When she was introduced to class, a little Aipom named Amelia took a liking to her, they both dressed with the same taste, and soon discovered they liked the same things. A few weeks after, Thade, the school bully and his three companions Randall, Blare and Soleus began to pick on the girls. But ESPECIALLY Harley. It was because she was different, she was a shiny. Harley never seemed to mind, infact, she always had a smile on her face when they would tease. It made Amelia feel a bit...eery, she couldn't understand how she could be happy about them since it made Amelia feel awful.."I like your fur today!" Harley would say to Randall, "I like your eyes!" she'd say to Blare. "I especially like your tail, Thade. And ooh! Your eyes are also to die for, Sol!' Soon after the bullying, the bullies vanished
Dear Mom and Dad Dear Mom & Dad,
You both mean so much to me, and sometimes I don't realize
that. I feel so guilty for saying "I hate you!" or even
thinking it sometimes. I love you both with all my heart, and
I can't keep myself from crying if I think about when its your
time to go... thank you for all that you've done for me. I
really appreciate it.
#3i remember the colour of your hair the day that you were born
and the way that your eyes gripped like vices,
refusing to see anything more than your own inner sanctum;
i can still hear the first, curdled cries you let loose into the world.
i remember holding the talisman of your birth against myself
and hearing your gurgling as we drove,
desperate to find relief at the end of yet another road.
i remember the curve of your mouth as you ate softened apples,
the way you struggled to fit your fist between your gums
and the saliva that coated your fingers when you finally gave up.
but mostly i remember the ways i tried to love you,
and the ways in which i managed to fail.
#1we have lived within close proximity of one another for years but it has never been peaceful and now, when i am twenty-one and vacant, all i can say is that you have driven me from grieving for never having had your love, to the silent insanity of not understanding why i should have to try to earn it at all.
let's start nowto those who fall in love with me:
my way with words isn't always right, not because English is my second language - but because there are moments that are just indescribable and those moments deserve to remain in our memories where we can replay them over and over again.
prepare for me to write about you and all that you do (and don't do) in my journal. prepare for me to write you notes and letters with my half cursive handwriting about how i feel about you and all that you are from the inside out.
unlike majority of the United States population, i am probably the last person you want to watch football with because i have no idea of how it's played nor do i care, because i would rather watch games of hockey, or baseball, or soccer instead.
however, that shouldn't (and probably won't) stop me from buying snacks for you and your pals to munch on while you enjoy the game; i might even steal some snacks from you guys from time to time.
maybe you're like me - you would rather sta
Dear SelfDear Self,
It is okay to have bad food days. Meaning not feeling like eating for what ever reason. We still need to eat. I know it is hard. Still eat. Food is good for you. Food is your friend. Food is fuel. Remember that.
I know it is hard for you hear it from media. Must me super super skinny. No matter what your age is. Must be super super skinny. The media does not care about your health. Your body does though. We want to be healthy.
So eat today. At least twice and snacks. We like snacks. It's not like you over indulge on food ever. You are the person that goes to a buffer and get a salad first. Then a main course meal. Then dessert. You do not over eat.
So eat food. We have a long life ahead of us. We wish to live it.
We are gonna get back to you about exercising more. That keeps one healthy too. Starting with food and being good to yourself about eating.
Be good to yourself today. Eat.
#2when we speak, i hear the plasticity of my bones echo on the curve of your pronunciation as if i were made for you to fondle, as if i were made to order for your pleasure, and i hate you for it.
[Senpai] My life with Senpai
I have never expected it to turn out this way, when I met my senpai.
But, if it’s true, if you really have a dream, don’t wait—act.
I wish I could do that…
My name? Barb.
Oh, right, I am sorry if you expected this to be a Reader-Insert…!
I am the girl who is currently running around the Seasonflowers department, brushing the metal tables that the plants are on off, and cleaning said flowers as well.
I am a trainee at the start of my third and last year of being an Apprentice. I am learning to be a garden center shop assistant.
My sudden interest in these cute, harmless and gentle living things was triggered by one of my main hobbies; watching anime.
Our branch is not big considering the ones in the nearby areas, or the one next to central, but it’s not small either. I’ve been to the Houseplants department, the Florist department and the Hardware department, which mostly consists of pots, flower seeds and the like. Non-
A letter (unread by the person addressed)Hey.
Been a while huh? You must hate me after leaving you for so long, without a goodbye even! I can only imagine how much you do but... let me say this:
Move on. It's been too long.
You mightn't know that I've been keeping an eye on you, just to see how you're doing and it's a good thing you don't. The last thing I want is for you to beg me to come back. It's strange though, don't you think? Pretty counter-intuitive to look at you from a distance if I didn't want anything to do with you. A fool's action really but we both know I'm not the brightest -to top it off, rather stubborn. So I shall continue this... as my watch becomes less often until, I won't be there any more. There, I will truly be gone but then again I suppose it makes no difference to you; you don't know a thing.
From my observations... it's almost as though you're dead. Now, I don't like that. What ever happened to that person who was all ready to flow with creativity; who wasn't afraid of speaking u
two peopleI say ignore my such talks that appeared directly insulting or cheap to nonwhites...
I dont mean to profess racial hatred..but yes a seclusion of caucasian race, for sure. I know nonwhites wont have any problem agreeing to our right and need to save ourkind.
In fits of amused amour i have insulted who so not...so please forgive me..let me repent...
of course nonwhite are equally respectable as whites.,...just seperate and different...lot of my state of mind is affected by my neighbours treating me like a dog in notion, just for supporting white cause..and that makes me feel silly and retarded..
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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