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Fluffy OneShot by lovestories4, literature

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Fluffy OneShot

"Don't go..." A teenage boy says, grabbing hold of his companion's large hand. "Please don't go." His companion, a man of 20 something, looked back with anger. He smacked the teen's trembling hand away. He then grabbed a handful of fair hair, yanking the teen brutaly close. "Don't touch me," he growled, lips pulling back in a snarl. He spat a curse at him, tossed him back, then stormed out of the dark room. The teen watched the man go, tears brimming. As the door slamed, he curled up in a tight ball, chin resting on his knees. With that slam, he acutely felt his heart shatter into a million small, sharp pieces. "And all I did was love you.

Where She Found Solace by lovestories4, literature

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Where She Found Solace

Lights flashed a variety of hues across the makeshift dance floor that was at any other time the Gym. The air, once chilly, was too warm and humid. Music blared from speakers set up in three of the four cornors. In the fourth was a table containing refreshments of sweets, caffeen, and water. Teachers and adults in gerneral mixed amongst the crowd, breaking up the more suggestive dancers. Just a typical high school dance, not too big but not too small either. Like Homecoming, but for basketball. A girl stood off to the side, leaning against the back wall. She looked at the crowd, undecisive as to whether she sould join or not. She wasn't a

The Beast Within by lovestories4, literature

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The Beast Within

The beast's eyes blazed with a firey rage. Smoke puffed from the creature's large nose in a way that resebled a chimney. Its black scales shown in the moonlight. Its eyes were black, like a starless night. From its mouth protruded long fangs, drenched in the old blood of its last victum. Its tail, long and slender, whipped about on the cave floor, showing the beast's rising irritation. On the ground by its taloned feet lay bones, human and animal alike. Behind it lay what every human had sought, a moutain of gleaming golden treasure. The knight stood firm. He chased away any dought and fear with a single image: His Lady, the beautiful daug

To Love Again by lovestories4, literature

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To Love Again

PROLOGUE Had I known the things I know now, I would have done things alot differenty..... A beautiful young girl laughed effortlessly amongst a crowd of spell bound admirers. It rang out like a bell, sweet and harmonic, leavng everyone within hearing rang awestruck. For she was in fact the most beautiful girl in the whole kingdom. It was rumored that people came form far away lands just to simply gaze at her, and that they payed money too. She was the most talked of resident of that particular region of the world. For she was the wife-to-be of the Prince, but already adopted by the King and Queen. Their Majesties couldn't bare the thought

The Forgotten Path by lovestories4, literature

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The Forgotten Path

Rough fingers caressed their way down my shoulders, up and down, so gently I shivered. Soft warm lips connected with the nape of my neck. I wanted so desperately to open my eyes, to see his sun worn face that always looked so happy once more. Three years of heart ache has left me all but numb. The memories hurt too much, yet I'd rather suffer 1,000 years than forget him. He's not the type of person you ever want to forget. But.... If I did I'd wake up. I'd have to face the reality of the waking world, where William the Farmer's son is dead. His touch and kisses is nothing more than a dream. Presently, a wondweful dream, but when I wake I

Raindrops by lovestories4, literature

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Raindrops

Rain pattered loudly on the Gym roof behind me. It had been raining for an hour or so, and puddles had formed. With a mischeivous grin I jumped in one close by, squealing in delight at the coldness of the water splashing up mt legs. I spun around in the rain feeling mt weary soul glow in pleasure. Today had been another day that I wish I could go back and change everything I did. Joyusly, I turned my face to the weeping clouds and wondered apesntly how people can become so sad when it rains. It makes me so happy! I jumped up on a small rainslick rock, holding my arms out, smiling up at the clouds. I cried out, loosing my footing. I fell

Up A Tree- Part 3 by lovestories4, literature

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Up A Tree- Part 3

I dreamed I was sitting on my branch watching the sunny forest floor below. A squirrel and a raccoon sat beside me staring intently at on the sunny floor what appeared to be a race. Two sticks were set out about ten feet part. One was checkered one just a normal stick. An apple core and an acorn floated over the normal stick. Floating? Even for a dream that's strange. A leaf fell slowly to the sunlit ground. When the leaf touched the ground, the apple core and the acorn began to float their way over to the checkered stick. The raccoon and squirrel burst out shrieking and yelping. I rolled my eyes at the silly animals. Why are animals racing

Up A Tree- Part 2 by lovestories4, literature

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Up A Tree- Part 2

I've never gone up this far, so I wouldn't be able to get down without falling. Plus in the fading light would be even more difficult. I rolled my eyes at myself and sighed. Leaning against the truck I began breathing deeply letting my mind wander. Before this became boring and I fell asleep the leaves around began to rustle. Looking around I was very startled when Zephan suddenly appeared on the branch beside me. "Uh… Hi Katelyn," he said trying to sound casual. "Looks like we're both stuck up here." "Hi," I replied softly. "What are you doing here?" "Well… I ran into you and I wanted to apologize and… ask you s

Up A Tree by lovestories4, literature

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Up A Tree

It's the end of another day, normal and boring. As I was putting my heavy bright blue 8th grade Pre-Algebra math book into my small locker, a piece of folded paper fell out. I hesitated before picking it up off the dirty school floor. It was another one of the same notes I've been receiving for about a week. It was a regular piece of notebook paper folded in fourths with a heart sketched in pencil on the front. Quickly I put my other books into the locker and closed it. Then leaning against the locker door I open the note. It contained a poem, but most of it was crossed out or to hard to read. I rolled my eyes, folded it back up, and st

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No Room, Just Mates by Ginger-Curls, literature

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A Night Out by Readswaytoomuch, literature

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A Night Out

This is based off of a RP I did with WhiteWolfArtist. She was Prussia, and I was Canada. ___________________________ "Well that could have been worse." Canada muttered as he left the World Meeting. "At least nobody sat on me this time." Canada hugged his white teddy bear (Kuma- something) against his chest in an attempt to console himself. Everyone at the meeting had ignored him…again. He brightened up when he saw Prussia coming toward him. The two had first met when Canada introduced Prussia to maple syrup and they had become friends since then, much to Canada's delight. Prussia remembered him, and never mistook him for America. Can

Never Again by Readswaytoomuch, literature

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Never Again

Breathe in...Breathe out. Breathe in…and breathe out again. Prussia closed his eyes and repeated the mantra to himself in his head, feeling a wayward breeze stroke his silvery white hair and blow through his unbuttoned shirt. After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked down from the edge of the roof he was standing on. His heart beat a frantic tempo against his chest and his breathing was deafeningly loud in his ears. Every detail he saw seemed sharper and more in focus. How ironic, that he felt more alive now, moments before he prepared to jump, than ever before, even in battle when death had loomed over him constantly. Once, h

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Jan 18, 1996
United States
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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My Bio

I can't draw very well, and I don't draw anything minus doodles on the sides of my paper at school. I'm a writer, a huge Zelda fan, a Warriors fan and a Brawler.
And that's about all you people really need to know.

Current Residence: just west of nowhere
Favourite genre of music: Alternitive
MP3 player of choice: My best friend's
Personal Quote: "Fine! Be that way!"

Favourite Visual Artist

My best friend, Jenn

Favourite Movies

Tangled (I loved the ending!) Beastly,and alot more

Favourite TV Shows

idk don't really watch tv shows

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Linkin Park, Nickelback, and such. I like rock

Favourite Books

Beastly, The 9 Lives of Chloe King, and alot more trust me

Favourite Writers

James Patterson

Favourite Games

Zelda, Brawl, and Kirby! He's sooo cute! :3

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii, ds

Tools of the Trade

pencil, paper, and the laptop

Other Interests

videogames (Zelda), reading, writing, chic-flics, and... stuff

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lovestories4

Jun 3, 2012

N/A (as in I can't think of a title)

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So, I thought it time I update this thingy. (Not that anyone cares.) Origonally I thought that maybe during the summer I might actually type something and update this.... thing. But, I got a summer job that's very far from home. My dad, my brother, and I all live in this one room apartment on location. I only come home I think once a week. I would take the laptop with me, but me, but my mom is stubborn and dosn't like the other computer. It's kinda sad. I've got so many plots and charactors swirling in my mind, and yet no way to share them. I don't know if they'd be liked, and honestly I'm torn between careing way too much and not at all

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lovestories4

Mar 26, 2012

Fake Deviants

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No offense, but... There are some people who are getting too fake on dA. They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends and page views they can get. So let's see who will actually re-post this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people in my friends list actually pay attention to me. Copy and re-post in your own journal. Let's see who the real people are. Re-post this if you aren't a fake. Don't comment on this journal, just copy and paste this and say Fake Deviants.

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Jul 19, 2011

Finally

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So I finally moved into my new house and got my internet re-hooked up. I've got so many ideas for stories. Some I won't post at all cuz I suck at typing. Or they aren't good enough to post here. Here are a couple I can remember off the  top of my head.  :bulletpurple: Dave and Bob: my all out fav charactors that I have created. My teacher was out and we had a sub with our asssignment written on the boared. We had to create 5 sexual harassment senarios. Let's just say I got alittle carried away. Dave is a 1st grade teacher and Bob is an artist. :bulletgreen: There is this one semi-long story I've almost finished. It's about this girl, a