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i-i don`t feel so good pt 2
shortcake: i thought for a moment, maybe... no no no i-it can`t be or NO it can`t be vinyl. i let out a sigh and went back down stairs i looked at him once again, he was gone, his body wasn`t there and not blood was where he was, at first i was confused. Then started to here walking noses but it sounded like a a cat! i looked around the room till i saw a shadow run by, every fur on my body went up, i was scared i didn`t know what do. i looked behind me BAM! i was tackled by some cat but it wasn`t some cat it was DENNIS! he was on to top of me. but some thing dousen`t feel right, his eyes was red instead of blue and looked as if ................ he would kill me
to be continued...
i-i don`t feel so good
shortcake: it was about night time, i was ready to go to bed. My master was already asleep.So i hopped in bed in till i heard glass break, it seemed as if it came from down stairs. So i deiced to go down stairs to look, there i saw Dennis covered in blood, i let out a very load meow and ran back up stairs. I was shaking in fear and thought "who could have done such a thing?"
to be continued...
Why did she want to go see Thalia so much? Evira is always sticking around Thalia, why doesn't she just stay and play with us?
The small cub's thoughts burned through her mind. She watched absent-mindedly as the dark colored ocelynx cub Argyl chomped somewhat reluctantly on a hard-shelled beetle as his lighter-colored brother, Roanoke goaded him on with teases on how "good it tasted", not about to let his brother out of this one.
Stupid Evira... Thalia's my friend too... She focused on the ground. The words that were exchanged a short while ago, were slowly being turned in her little head. Just because she's bigger, she thinks I can't learn too? Who is she to tell me what I should be?!
Evira and the brothers had been hanging out with Thalia and Laertes a bit more often than usual. They would disappear without saying anything to her, usually for hours on end. The boys would come back and play with her readily, but Evira would stand off more and more. It was almost a
Cheap Commissions OpenHi, So, as some of you may have heard, im trying to sell some of my art, as Im in need of money for school supplies and a new bag, as mine is nearly unusable.
Im opening commissions.
Prices CAN be negotiated with.
Chibi: (Style will be varied, as the examples are on the older side.)
Headshot line art:
Andriod girl by Lovely--Lust
Polo pout! by Lovely--Lust 2014 by Lovely--Lust Kiara the Neko[With speed paint] by Lovely--Lust
Aka [Requested/Gift] by Lovely--Lust
Haru Chibi Page Doll by Lovely--Lust Catty Chibi Page Doll by Lovely--Lust Rio Chibi Pixel Doll by Lovely--Lust
Application(with you OC) For this, you MUST give me a chosen background, i will NOT use the one shown) :
Sayuri [Ref] by Lovely--Lust Kira[Ref] by Lovely--Lust Ritsuka[Ref] by Lovely--Lust
How to play... a TzimisceAgain, the Sabbat isn't really my thing, but I actually have a kind of love to the Tzimisce clan which can have such strange characters, yet playable and interesting!
The Tzimisce clan is the clan that puts together so many concepts and so many myths around the vampire that for me, they're not just "one clan". Animal control masters, mansion holders, creepy dominion owners, eastern-european accents... Also, walking in long corridors with certain fabrics. That's all of what the Tzimisce make me think of when I first consider the clan. Of course it's cliché. That's the point, and that's what I'll try to fight or twist into interesting characters here.
Of course, to me, the urban monster is the Nosferatu, not the horrible alienesque Tzimisce, but that's because I'm European and if there's one clan I have a hard time imagining as modern, it's the Tzimisce.
It would be easy to make a difference between Old and New clan
The lion and the shotgun
There he was...
In all his glory...
He was known as different names and meanings...
But what humans thought about him....
What animals thought about him....
No one could define him...
He was what he felt....
What he breathed...
He was the air...
He was just free....
His brave eyes feared others....
But he was just being himself...
He was brave....
He never hide....
He face his fate...
He created his fate...
He was not good....
He was not evil...
But than just for fun a shot....
The lion was bleeding...
The one who shot him...remain in the shadows...
The lion with a strong roar...show all his strong...
And than another shot...and another..
The human laugh...feeling strong for defeat the beast....
But for a seconds....even with all the distance between them..
Even with a weapon in his hands...
He felt the brave spirit from the last roar...
The claws was defeated...
The fire weapon was the winner...
In a world the cowards
Merry Sport.featuring Lord Rowan of Glenmore
Hills between Glenwood and Loch Kerr
AUTUMN - Year 756 of the New Age
With his nose to the dirt Rowan picked his way through the underbrush of the northern Glenwood, his eyes only half opened as he tried his hardest to concentrate. He moved slowly, his hooves hesitantly taking one step after another as he attempted to feel the forest around him. Where the hell was that meadowoak? He knew it grew in this area, but for now, it was eluding him. How long had he been out here? Pretending to know what he was doing… as he aimlessly wandered around. He’d seen his father pick a lone, single plant of his choosing out of a dense field, simply by using his magic to locate it. He made it look so easy. Frustrated, the grey stag snorted at the forest floor, sending up a spray of leaves as he stopped to glance skyward.
His breath turned frosty white in the autumn air as he again sighed. The hillsides were quiet this time of year
Art_ Drawing_ Challenge Today's Challenge
This is Test to see if good at Drawing Emma X Ryuga
What Types Drawings~
Emma Sama Drawing
Fullbody and back Ground
Bestfirend Drawing~ Ryuto and Yu and Emma
Fullbody and BackGround
your oc and emma
ENJOY! Comment on here,
This Challenge Of This test does have Point Cost~ 10 points each
CreepyPasta: The Watcher
NO ESCAPE! ALWAYS WATCHING!
Do you ever get the feeling that you’re being watched? Have you ever seen something out of the corner of your eye, and turned around to see what it was, only to realize that there’s nothing there? Have you looked in the mirror and saw something standing behind you, but realize that it disappears when you blink? Have you woken up in a cold sweat and swearing that you felt something touch you in your sleep? What if I told you it wasn’t just your mind playing tricks on you? What if I told you that I’ve seen… It?
About two weeks ago I decided to invite two of my friends to spend a few days at my house. We had all moved away from the town where we first met, so we hadn’t seen each other in months. The three of us agreed to take the same vacation days off of work, and would all meet up at the airport. Leslie and I both lived only a couple of hours away from the agreed airport, so we were able to meet there relatively
InfirmityShe is too frail to do what she loves to; too sickly and pale to be the pretty girl she once was; too young to be this close to the precipice that marks the stark difference between life and death. Those who have left her alone in the darkness of her depressingly plain room, entangled in bright white tubes and unable to do anything but listen to the halting beeps of her own heartbeat, know her life could end at any moment. Each breath is fainter than the one before it; inhales laboured, and exhales softly fading away before more oxygen is forced into her lungs. She does not want to go; she knows that leaving will only bring pain to all those poor, poor people who fought to keep her alive, if only barely. She finally stops resisting the inevitable as a thought dawns on her- there is no point in fighting against fate; no point in refusing to accept what has already been planned long before. Darkness slowly clouds her vision as she takes a breath for the very last time, and gratefully acc
Fight for Survival RPFight for Survival RP
You play as yourself in this rp. You happen to get invited by your friend (me) and when you get there you noticed that your friend is acting weird. You later find out that he is hiding tiny people! You found this out when one of them happen to bump into your foot. What do you do?
A) Be nice and dont bother any of the tiny people
B) *Squish him and goes to find the others*
my animation to do list
1. sober kat`s revenge AMV
2. written in the stars meme
3. animal i`ve become
4. discord kat`s revenge AMV
5. renal circlion shortcake x dennis
1. finish art trade
2. the sky
3. i-i don`t feel so good
4. kat`s revenge
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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