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Leave me now, my dear.
Just like that you were gone.
I meant nothing to you anymore, I'm just someone to fall back on when she's not around. It was never something for me, I was an object, something to make you feel better about yourself.
I'm sick of being only 'that'.
'That' a thing, no identity, no reason why.
I'm done with making you feel good when I'm sat here for nights on end feeling worthless, having no one to turn to, not even you despite the fact you told me you'd always be here for me. You're like everyone else who claims to be a 'good' person. Spouting what they have to just to make you stay around.
I'm tired of just being the back up plan, the fail-safe, the everything that she's not.
I'm sorry that without you these endless monotonous nights are so melancholic and lonely.
Help. - Creepy Pasta style
Why me? Why do they choose, ME? Every single night their voices echo throughout my slowly unraveling mind. Every night their shadowy figures scurry around my room, slowly becoming larger and larger.
Now, they are fully fledged apparitions, they utter my fears, my insecurities, slowly making me go insane.
Many have had theories of what it could be. What THEY, could be;
My fears and stress in manifest.
Just my mind playing tricks on me.
I'd like to think that it's the last one, but I know I'd be wrong, these things are too real. Too, personal, to be tricks of the mind.
I know a way to stop them. An, oh-so, bitter way of stopping them, the way makes me feel worse, makes me weaker, makes me feel so..., Dead inside.
I try to stop letting them win, but having them here every night, telling me over and over how worthless, how useless and how the one I love doesn't love me back... Well, it gets to you, it sticks inside your mind.
I try my best not to worry the people around me, b
It's 00:25am on October 5th... The only light I have is the one from this laptop, and even that is pretty dim due to the fact it hasn't been charged for two days. I'm not sure how long the battery will last, I'm not even sure how long I will last anymore...
She's been stood in the corner of my room watching me for quite some time now, that girl. Every time I move, she moves closer and closer. I'm trying not to move, hell, I'm trying to breath as little as possible hoping that she might somehow, forget about me.
She won't though, just like I've never forgotten about her.
It started off a few months back. I'd recently not been sleeping as much, and when I did get sleep, I was having awfully realistic nightmares. After a while I noticed my nightmares becoming more frequent and more vivid, as if I wasn't dreaming at all. Every nightmare I had contained the same girl, although, she wasn't always the main focal point, more like an 'Extra', I guess...
Soon, though, I began to see the girl out
Prelude: Dan Hibiki vs. Magikarp
Dan: The underdog, the greatest fighter held back by the world. They've battled oppression their entire life.. but in a clash of unleashed potential, who would pull off a victory?
Lacie: Magikarp, the.. God-slaying.. Fish Pokemon.
Dan: Hibiki Dan, self-taught assassin artist of the Saikyō-ryū style.
Lacie: I'm Lacie, that mad bastard is Dan, and it's our job to analyze each fighter's lack of weapons, armor, and skill to see who would survive..
Dan: A DEATH BATTLE!
Lacie: You're an idiot, Dan. A big dumb idiot-head. Screw it. Non-canon it is.
(Dan: You've never heard of me? Give me a break! I'm Dan Hibiki!)
Name: Dan Hibiki
Height: 5'10'' | 177 cm
Weight: 163 lbs. | 74 kg
Occupation: Dojo Master of the Saikyō-ryū style
Defeated Chun-Li, Balrog, and M. Bison
Defeated Sagat to ave
Art for me
Creepypasta OC Bio SheetCreepypasta-Misery: A little Original Character Bio Sheet for the Proxies/Pastas out there. (mainly for people like me who can’t draw their Reference Sheets because I lack the talent ;-; but anyone can use this)
Meaning of name:
Date of Birth:
Place of Birth:
Occupation (before becoming a Pasta):
Are They Dead:
If Yes, How’d They Die:
Date of Death:
Place of Death:
*artist feature series*
Q/A: AinaHey guys, glad you could make it! I got Aina to agree to answer one of those Q&A's going around, and now I'm here waiting for her to show up. Hope you guys like it, and stick around cause I'm gonna have her answer your questions later!
Hey Aina! Take a seat, and we'll go ahead and get started with these questions.
"Alrighty then~ What's with the camera?"
They just wanted me to have one on to show you while you talk.
"And who's they?"
Good question! Let's find out!
1. What is your name?
"Aina! Aina Lagorio!"
2. Do you know why you were named that?
"My mom says it's cause I'm the only one of me there is! That, and I'm an only child..."
I get the feeling it's not the latter one.
"But I am an only child!"
3. Are you single or taken?
"I'm definitely taken, you know that "
4. Have any abilities or powers?
"Well...maybe...does farting count?"
With you, I imagine it could.
5. Stop being a Mary-sue!
"Stop feeding me bad chi
Cold's ForestCold's Forest- 9/27/2014 usa 1:47am
The world seemed completely deprived of any kind of light both on the world and inside of everyone's hearts. The world basked in coldness from the night taking away the days heat. Outside there was nothing but echos waiting for someone to speak letting them out; for no one to hear. A hoodie holding a cold soul wan't heard screaming, asking to go inside. It was speechless and unable to cry out that the cold was to much. The hoodie was only able to keep it's inside warm thanks to what was inside. A boy- teenager- man? Someone who knew to much and learned to little. Walking out in the cold late at night was a normal occurrence for this individual as things like this didn't bother him, just the things before and after a midnight's walk consisted had effect. Walking through fields, hopping over fences, and climbing on top of building many who knew him could think he was very brisk when not around him. He wasn't that person anymore. For a matter of fact he
(APH) PruHun- ZemstaFeliks od lat był złodziejem. Był drobnej, wręcz niewieściej budowy chłopakiem o dużych zielonych oczach i złocistych włosach. Koledzy zawsze przezywali go damą, co strasznie urażało jego dumę. Niestety, z wiekiem jego tężyzna fizyczna nie wzrosła zbyt wiele, przez co nie nadawał się na chłopca okrętowego. Pewnego razu usłyszał od kilku marynarzy, o cechach jakie powinien mieć dobry doliniarz. Wtedy po raz pierwszy zrozumiał, jak może wykorzystać swoje atuty.
-"Ręce delikatne jak u damy by móc wyłuskać monety, pewne ruchy, by nie zdradzić się okradanemu, oraz serce odważne jak u lwa"-był pewien, że miał wszystkie. Z początku kradzieże szły mu opornie, często cieszył się z tego, że osoby okradane są pijane lub strasznie nieuważne. Ale im większą mia
My Little Profiles: The Sanshinshou
Supporting Characters of My Little Pony: Clash of Light and Darkness
Group Name: 三神将 / The Sanshinshou (Three General Deities)
Name: 隠れ 大将軍 / Kakure Daishogun (Left); 翼丸 / Tsubasamaru (Center); 無敵将軍 / Muteki Shogun (Right)
Titles: Patron Deities of Neighpon / Protectors of the Land of the Rising Sun / "The Sacred Ones" (referred by the Japanese)
Ages: Over 4,000 years old
Species: Kami (formerly earth pony for Kakure Daishogun, pegasus for Tsubasamaru and unicorn for Muteki Shogun)
Alignment: Lawful Good
Current Status: Unknown
Allies: Neighpon, The Spirits, The Guardians, Great Mythical Chi Beasts, Amareterasu
Enemies: Amon, Youkai, Any who threaten Neighpon
Powers: Holy godlike p
Her perfect lips, her hazel eyes they're tainted by something I once despised.
The thrill of her chase left me with the bitter taste of guilt, but now it leaves me holding onto the hilt of, this knife. I'll draw it back because I know, without her smile nothing will feel like home, now. Nothing will ever feel the same. And I guess I am the one to blame for the pain that courses through my veins.
I can't help but to think, that you only ever needed me because you didn't have her.
She was the one you always wanted, she has it all, the things i could never give... But I'd try so hard to see that that smile again, even if it breaks my heart...
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