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Melodious Happenstance 11: Well Now What?
Chapter 11: Well what Now?
I slumped onto my bed, glad to have snuck away during the impromptu dinner that my bandmates hosted at their apartment with the guys. I wasn’t ready to see Kiera and Logan being open with their very real relationship since everyone knew and it was basically given the Griffin Green Light as long as it was out of the media. I looked at my folder at at the notes I was to remember for the press conference I was to have in a few days. It was so hard to believe it was all over. I finally admitted how I felt for Logan and he’s gone. I finally found out what is going on with Beck and the threat of him was gone. All of my insecurities are all but gone. I didn’t know what to do, I felt so empty from losing those things that were a big part of who I was. I was alone in my little pocket of the world, and to be honest, it was starting to weigh me down.
Sighing, I decided to try and talk to somebody. I tried calling Cat-now shifted
Twisted Fates Chapter 11
Chapter 11: In Which Nia tries to Cope with being a Vampire
My arms were crushing in the grips of my crazed friend, splintering like a glass tube under a vice: my bones were shattered. My lip was bleeding from biting down the scream in my throat and I couldn’t concentrate any of my magic to throw her off of me.
“You can’t have them, Vicki…” I groaned, my vision spotty from the pain, and my voice growing hoarse, “Don’t..do something you’ll regret…” I thought about Jeremy and how much it will hurt him to have Vicki die when someone finally stops her.
Fear rose from my gut and into my throat as her eyes went black, the veins popping out as she smiled with her fangs pointed at me, “Oh...but I won’t regret this.”
She sank her fangs into my neck, shaking her head back and forth, my throat ripping. I finally couldn’t hold out the scream as it rose and died in my mouth. My neck was shredded meat, and my blood
Twisted Fates Chapter 10
Chapter 10: In which Nia maybe trusts Damon
When I woke up, I felt like I had been asleep for a year. When I stretched, I felt a pain in my wrist. Looking down I gasped as I saw my blankets covered in my blood and my neck and wrist bleeding. I untangled myself from my covers and nearly fell out of my bed if it weren’t for the two strong arms that caught me.
“Easy there, little witch, don’t need Stephan worrying about you.”
I froze, a chill running up my spine over who spoke. “How did you get out of the cellar… I thought you were-”
“Desiccating while you and Stefan watched? Oh yea...I got out...about a month ago.”
“A What?! No...it’s only been a few days.”
“Actually, it’s now the very festive month of October, the last day in fact.” Damon’s eyes gleamed mischievously, “Happy Halloween, Nia.”
“But...no that’s not possible! What the hell is going on?!
Twisted Fates Chapter 9
Chapter 9: In Which Damon is taken care of...for now
“Are you sure this is going to work, Stefan? I know Zach’s convinced seeing as it’s his favorite scotch and all...but something tells me he’ll see it coming.”
I paced Stefan’s room as he sat down with his glass of scotch and picked up one of his shoes, in his slacks and a wife beater. I was wearing a black one sleeve dress that clung to my body and ended at mid-calf, the sleeve was stripped in slashed lines along my shoulder and halfway down my forearm and my hair was done in tidy updo with girls framing my face and curling along the bottom. I wore little jewelry, save my pendant and a tight chain with an elegant key at my collar bones that had a matching pair of earrings. and the look was completed with a pair of simple black pumps that gave me an extra three inches, making me only slightly shorter than the girls would be if they didn’t wear heels. As I paced, I moved my own glass of scotch
Twisted Fates Chapter 8
Chapter 8: In Which Nia tries to deal with both boys.
“Tyler? Tyler!” I shout looking around the school, and slipping inside. “Tyler?”
“What do you want already?” I jumped at the sudden voice behind me, and face him.
“Are you okay?” I look at his tense muscles, but still risk resting a hand on his forearm. He twitched at the contact, but didn’t make move to remove my hand.
“Shouldn’t you be checking on Gilbert? You made it pretty clear whose side you’re on at the Grill.” He said, moving closer to me, as my back met the wall.
“I-I’m not on either side, Ty. I care about you both. And right now, you’re the priority.” I smile weakly, scared of him in this mood and where I was. Tyler noticed this and his expression softened, he rested his hands on my shoulders, and leaned forward, looking into my eyes. “Are you scared of me, Nia?” I shook my head, unable to look away or to even
Alright, Time for a Vampire Diaries Rant
So yea, I was watching this Video (link in description), and I looked over to the comment sections and I saw all this hate for my girl Caroline. And this is what I have to say about it.
I will absolutely be the first one to admit that at the very start of this show, I wasn’t much of a fan, but I actually like how Caroline has grown. She started off as the typical anal popular girl who has to be in charge of everything and is full of confidence that is just a mask for all the insecurities she actually has. However, after she gets turned by Katherine, she gets some major CCs of a reality check. She learned to control herself and become, in my opinion, one of the best Vampires on the show. Sometimes, I even forgot she was a vamp, she was that good. She even ignored the danger to her vampire life to help Tyler with his transition into werewolf-dom and has been Stefan’s sober-sponser to help him stay on his good side, and away from his dark one.
As far as her being negative abou
Twisted Fates Chapter 7
Chapter 7: In which Nia starts to see Tyler’s Nature
I brought Vicki to Matt, who set to work fixing her bandage, and immediately started to head home. Damon, however, had different ideas, and stopped me by the time I reached the park like field in the town center.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going, short round?”
I widened my eyes, too tired to keep up my charade of being tougher than I was. “Well, home...where else? I mean, I can’t really stay here where all of this tension has risen among my friends and I saw what you almost did to Vicki. I mean, I’m not over reaching when I estimate that you were going to kill her and pin it on Stefan?” I glanced over at him, not really wanting to poke the bear. “ I mean...why are you even trying to stop me from going home? It’s not like I can escape you!” I let a lump rise in my throat. “I’m just a weak human, who yes is a witch, but is a witch out of
I know: A story of Unseen love or so I thought
I know: A story of Unseen love or so I though.
Okay, so I know most of you are going to discard this story are cliche after the beginning, and hell, maybe even the end of it, but I just want you all to know that sometimes, it's okay to have hope in better things.
It was the end of our senior year at Palm Woods high and I've been best friends with Kendall Schmidt since we were middle schoolers. It was thanks to him that I came out of my shell and got into the 'in crowd' of his friends. I didn't fade into the background when it came to him. As a matter of fact I introduced him to my ex-boyfriend, now best friend, Dustin. Though I didn't know that they were going to hit it off nearly as well as they did, or even that they would Create Heffron Drive (Where the two of them found out they grew up at). Later, Kendall would make a band with his other friends, Carlos, Logan, and James, called Big Time Rush. Even though I'd grown close to the four of them, Dustin and Kendall were my p
Melodious Happenstance 10: No Idea
Chapter 10: No Idea
The first thing I heard the next day was someone knocking on my door. I roll around in my bed, getting more comfortable and refusing to leave the warmth of my blankets, feeling even more tired than when I had gone to sleep. The knocking persisted, and I sit up with a groan, and glance at the clock. It was three in the afternoon, but seeing as I went to bed at around eight in the morning after putting away my laundry, catching up with people I hadn't seen yesterday in e-mails, working on new song and music video ideas, doing homework and unpacking completely, that was pretty impressive. The fact that I was still uncontrollably groggy and tired wasn't, and I tried to hide it as the knocking continued still and I made myself decent by throwing on a pair of faded flares and an off the shoulder black sweater. Pulling my hair out from behind it, I opened the door.
"What do you-Logan!" I gasp, rushing to fix my hair and moving to the side. "Uh...come in…"
Protective--Belarus x Blind!Male!ReaderBelarus is protective of her family. Always has been. And when I say protective...I mean really protective. If you were to even THINK about hurting someone dear to her...
You'd end up in a body bag for sure. Don't take me wrong, Belarus isn't a murderous person. Not at all. She's not as cold and shallow-hearted as most people think. She's really kind and lovable once you get to know her. Sure she's a little clingy...but you'd be too if you were in her position.
So, as I was saying. Belarus is very protective. That's why you should never ever mess with her family.
Rule 1: Don't touch Russia.
Rule 2: Don't touch Ukraine.
Rule 3: Don't EVER touch (M/N).
Seriously,unless you want to be hunted down like a rat,don't touch her capital. Minsk, also known as (M/N), is dear to her. Dare I say it,maybe even dearer than her older brother.
So that's why,the man standing in front of her now,is gonna get the beat down.
Unexpected Survival I slowly and groggily opened my eyes, which surprised me. I shouldn't be able to do this, I should have died! But somehow I was still alive, in what looked to be some hospital room.
Slowly, I regained awareness of my body. Me? alive? It mean…
Trying to find a shortcut I got lost, again. Alas, this time I stumbled on some shady business. I would have thought to be killed right then, but instead I just ended as another article.
My captors were into human trafficking, or rather ex-human. They were forcefully transforming young women and teenage girls into succubi, before selling them to prostitution rings. Apparently it became something usual these last years.
They planed to change me too. Seems being female isn't required to become a succubus, it only give you less chance to die in the process.
Rumor Has It"Princess Victoria?" A voice said from outside my door.
"Yes Kai?" I yawned, stretching and feeling the sun on my skin.
"Princess, the ship from Corona has arrived. It is currently at the docks." He said, his voice slightly muffled.
"Oh, ok. Wait, what!?"
"The ship from Cor-" he started, by I couldn't hear the rest of what he said, I was already sliding down the banister of the stairs.
I skipped down the docks, up to the ship with a large sun against a purple background on it's mast.
I saw a young man, only a few years older than myself. He had messy brown hair, green eyes that shone like stars, and a cheeky grin on his face.
The man tackled me to the ground, kissed me on the cheek, and pecked my collarbone.
"Vic, not a day passes when I don't think of you." He said poetically.
"Luke, the sun will rise in the east, and set in the west, but I continue waiting for you." I replied.
"Did Heidi write that for you?" He asked, standing up and brushing off invisible dust form his shoulders.
Pity--Nordics x Blind!Male!ReaderTonight is pretty peaceful. The crickets chittered and sang their songs,hiding in the shrubs and plants. The birds every so often made a soft snore or a chirp inside the nests. A few hoots and trills from the owls. It was a pretty calming and relaxing night.
...except for inside one of the houses. The Nordic house,to be exact. 'Come sit down and talk' they said. 'We're going to deal with this calmly', they said. It doesn't take rocket science to know that the Nordics aren't very good at being calm.
The talk had started out pretty well,but then the stupid Dane had to remind (M/N) of his...uhm...problem. That's when things started flying. Most of them hit Denmark's face.
"How many times do I have to tell you guys,my blindness is NOT a problem?!" The young capital yelled,struggling to fight a hammer away from Sweden,but with not avail. Norway sighed,crossing his arms and furrowing his brows.
Awesome Maple ~We're Pregnant!~
~ICH BIN EIN VATER~
The first person that I called was my sister Alice Williams, who happened to be married to my husband’s friend Matthew. I couldn’t get through. I tried again. And again. Until I realized Alice was calling me at the same time. So I decided to stop and wait for Alice to call back. For ten minutes she didn’t. Must have had the same idea. I thought and picked up the phone and dialing her again. I got through.
“ALICE!” I exclaimed, “Finally!”
“You’re telling me!” Alice said laughing, “So I have some news for you.”
“Really? I have some news for you too.” I responded.
“Really? What’s your news?” Alice asked.
“Nein, you first.” I said.
“Non, you.” She insisted.
Microfiction #2 PeacePeace
There is a familiar burn in my eyes. I blink one, I blink twice and then 5 more times to let them rest. After an hour of gazing into the brightly colored screen of my laptop my eyes have fallen dry.
That is not the worst of it, for my body is warning me of other alerts. My throat feels as dry and raw as a hollow drought.
There is pressure in the temples of my head and my nose is also itchy and dry. According to the weather website on my laptop, it's allergy season again; I can feel the flush on my cheeks, they are warm to the touch.
My breath is normal but has lately been falling short. What a harsh hit from the world to make me suffer like this. In my laptop there are no allergy seasons and there are no droughts or itchiness.
I could go to another world that is virtual and different. To think, with just a few rolls and scrolls I could easily learn everything my laptop has to teach me.
The bright door opened for me again, a song was taking me as the phones on my head projected me
EjahIt had been a few minutes since Rion has been waiting outside the door and even fewer minutes still had passed since Ihara had gradually stopped screaming, the low hiccups of a new life echoing in the room. The defender nervously biting his finger, not really knowing which sight was going to greet him behind that door. He hated not to know. He worried about his wife. She meant more to him than anything else, he didn't know how he would handle losing her...most likely not so well. He would lose it. Her earlier words, from the first time he mentionned his desire for children to her, entered his mind.
"What if...what if I did not survive the delivering process?"
Rion shook the thought away. He didn't want to think about that. No, it wouldn't happen.
It was then that the doctor came to greet him. Rion sucked in his breath and stood up abruptly.
"Is...is she okay?" He asked shakily.
The doctor nodded with a tired smile. "Yes, she is alright and the baby is healthy. Please, follow me."
The Dream I choose to DreamShe walked swiftly and smoothly down the road. Her gorgeous red hair blowing gently in the breeze. Kushina often loved a long walk in the afternoon cause it gave her the chance to think and clear her head. She loved them because they reminded her that she could be as gentle of a creature despite what some people thought of her.
Kushina had been on a little bit of a happy high all week. She had learned last week that she and her husband Minato were going to have a baby! a little boy to be exact. They had already decided that his name would be Naruto and that he would be their perfect little son. Kushina smiled to herself thinking of Minato. She decided to greet him once he was off from work.
She then spotted a miraculous small batch of purple wild flowers growing in a small bunch together off the side of the road. She smiled to herself as she gathered a small group of them between her finger tips, as she knelt down beside them to feel them. All of a sudden she started to picture a small
Summer misery with a silver liningHey all~!
Sorry I haven't been on except to chck messages! I've been at work at a Sumer camp. I fucking hate who I'm working with. They've changed into apathetic assholes who I don't want to tolerate. But I Only have weekend shifts with them and otherwise don't really need to talk to them at the lunch shift. It was much better when my mom was here but, I'm over it. If I quit I would only miss one week of work because you have to give two weeks notice, so it's not even worth it. Only three weeks and I can write and draw peacefullyZ whenever I'm home injust sleep and relax cuz I can't do it here. Anyway, needed a bit of relief.
Thanks for bearing with me.
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