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The Avengers

254 deviations
Literature

Battle of the Bands 2: Part 8

Battle of the Bands 2 Part 8 What day… what time… where are you? Everything went black, and now you're waking up in a strange location. Where are the others? What happened? How long have you been knocked out? Let's find out… The air is cloaked in a repugnant scent that reminds you of wet dog mixed in with baked beans. When you start looking around, the strong odor burns your eyes and forces you to shut them. Then your ears begin functioning again, and you hear the violent whir of a truck engine rambling its way down a bumpy road. When you attempt to open your eyes again, you notice that it's extremely dark. Only some streaks

Battle Of The Bands

26 deviations
John and Paul

The Beatles

1868 deviations
Don't think twice, it's all right

Bob Dylan

84 deviations
Kimba Portrait - Maine Coon Cat

Cats

434 deviations
Bowie Trippin

David Bowie

13 deviations

Depths Of The Vortex

13 deviations
Literature

Do you want to know a secret 7

Chapter 7 Gina cared her suitcase out to George's car. He finally talked her in to staying with him.Gina told him a few days, but to him it meant forever. Her father has been missing for 48 hours, Gina thought it might be at the pub ,but her boss said he hasn't seen him. "Only a few day Georgie" Gina told him "ye say a few, but I say forever!" "Forever is a long time" Gina laughed  "so me parents are still together" George kissed her hand "yes,but they're married and not everyone stays that way." She looked at him. George pulled the car over "What if one day we got married?"  Gina looked away from him, her breathing turne

Do You Want To Know A Secret

7 deviations
Geronimo

Doctor Who

72 deviations
Cook Book Challenge: Week 41

Food Photography

65 deviations

He's A Woman

10 deviations
Literature

CwtB -Little Green Riding Hood

There was once a dear little boy, loved by all, especially by his grandfather, who would give anything and everything to him. Once, he gave him a little riding Hood made of green velvet that fit the boy so much, he would never be seen without it, hence the name 'Little Green Riding Hood'. One day his father said to him: 'Come, Little Green Riding Hood, here are some rolls and a bottle of wine; take it to your grandfather, for he is ill and weak. These will do him some good. Set out before it turns hot, and take care to walk nicely and quietly, and do not stray off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle. Then your grandfather will ge

If I Needed Someone

1 deviation
Literature

It Ain't Me, Valerie: Chpt 5

Chapter 5 Valerie sat in silence, staring at Bob's troubled expression. It looked as though he was about to burst out into tears. "It's okay!" Valerie exclaimed. "I'm sure I can see you again sometime this week!" Though this was true, she wasn't satisfied with this truth at all. She noticed that Bob had already begun putting the keys into the ignition, turning them slowly to start the vehicle. The engine revved, sounding slightly more violent than it usually did. She looked at his face, his now blank, pained expression was looking into the rear view mirror. The car was not setting off in reverse. Bob's foot was lightly tapping the gas ped

It Ain't Me, Valerie

5 deviations

Jacqueline And The Seven Pauls

11 deviations
Jimmy Page

Led Zeppelin

125 deviations
Literature

I've Just Seen A Face

 He sighed, sprawled on the couch. He reached out for a fluffy pillow, cuddling it under his stomach. I didn't stop playing. The poignant sounds of the piano that normally cheered him up now just seemed to irritate him, especially whenever I screwed something up from my anxiety. After the seventh time I did, he finally lifted his head. "Can you just stop?" he snapped. I did for a minute, caught off guard. My fingers jumped, breaking the complete rhythm of the notes as easily as a mistake on the keys themselves. "You never usually want the sound of a piano to stop." I said hesitantly. I set my fingers against the keys, but didn't play.

Liturature

84 deviations
Literature

Lonely One: Chapter 10

"I'm thinking we should go elsewhere," I said, pulling my shirt over my head after a well received shower.  I smoothed out the wrinkles as I waited for a response. "Why? We just got here," Epona said cautiously.  She ran a comb through her long brown hair. "I dunno, I just don't feel safe here," I hinted. "Why not?" "Well, what if we're found?" I said, staring right at her.   "Found by who?  Those thugs?  Unlikely.  We're way off the grid as far as they're concerned," Epona huffed.  "Now can we please go get something to eat?" I let my shoulders sag.  I had to agree with her about finding a meal.  We hadn't eaten in a few days.  I'd been tryi

Lonely One

10 deviations
Literature

Loving You Loving Me- 15

One and a half months later... I looked around the empty living room where I used to sit and watch TV or read my books quietly. I had a few small boxes that carried my books, small trinkets, my records and record player, blankets and pillows, towels and other things that meant a lot to me, that had a story behind them.  After I got the ofer for my place I sold all the furniture so I could have extra cash for taxis or cabs, as I heard from Kristen, who in the past few calls we have had with each other, who taken her time to tell me British words for certain things and British slang. I am grateful to know this info, so I wouldn't get too confu

Loving You, Loving Me

15 deviations
Literature

Meet The Beatles Ch.8

        ***Nadia's P.O.V.*** I banged on the door. "Let me in!" "Never!" John responded. I took out a pin and let myself in. "Hi there," I said jubilantly. He gave me a look. "Get out!" he cried. "Why? I like it here." I poked him. "Go hang out with Paul. Or George and Sadie." "I don't wanna," I answered, throwing a pillow at his face. He sat down. "I give up," he pouted. "I win," I stated triumphantly, sitting down on the bed beside him. "How come we beat each other up?" I asked. He shrugged. Bored, I got up and looked in his closet. "I wonder what you keep around here," I wondered aloud. I found Playboys and condoms.

Meet The Beatles

8 deviations
Literature

Michelle, Part 6

Michelle, Part 6 Paul was nervous. He paced back and forth in his room in front of the window looking onto the street. He had been brash with Michelle and now he was beginning to regret it; it led him to make this decision so quickly. And now Jane would be here any second. He bit his thumbnail as he considered the soon-to-be wedding. His parents were dead, but Jane's mother would be present at the ceremony. But this was of no comfort to him. He sat down in the adjacent room, taking a cup of tea to calm himself. At last, he heard the blat of a car horn. He shot up out of the chair and went back to the window in his room; there was the dr

Michelle

6 deviations
Jello

Nature shots

920 deviations
Literature

Needle and the Damage Done 11

     I woke up to someone drumming at my back. I craned my aching neck to the side just to see Bonzo smiling down at me. "Are. You. Fucking. Serious," I snarled. I had a deep sleep going on for once. That meant more easier hours not wanting to shoot up. And Bonzo kills it with his urge to drum on other humans. "Hey Pagey. What's goin' on?" he asked, seemingly oblivious to the deep shit I was in. "What's going on? I'll tell you what's fucking going on." I pushed his hands off of my side and raked my greasy hair back. "The only peace I get in hours, and you fucking wake me up?! Who the fuck told you to come here anyways?" I felt a bit bad l

Needle And The Damage Done

11 deviations

Over Men And Horses

6 deviations
Paul to Paula 13

Paul To Paula

13 deviations
City at night

Photography

507 deviations

Pimpstache...

16 deviations
Literature

Russia's Secret Songs- Ch. 3

October 7, 1967, Moscow, Russia "Stephan! Stephan! Look what I found!" Ivan was practically skipping towards the man, his brown hair wild and ruffled. He had something behind his back and a most playful smile on his face. "Well, what did you do? What's up your sleeve now?" Stephan smirked, as he raised a thin eyebrow in pretend suspicion. "I think you should be nicer to me, and not be all wary and such. After all, I have something that was very hard to get." "And what did you get?"Stephan questioned, curiosity clearly on his face. "Предположение." "Oh my good

Russia's Secret Songs

4 deviations

Sex Tape

14 deviations

She's A Woman

6 deviations
Sherlock: Steampunk Soulmates

Sherlock

112 deviations
Jared Padalecki portrait

Supernatural

31 deviations

Title-less Paul Story

7 deviations
Literature

Torn Final Chapter

Torn Chapter 16: The End The morning had gone by calmly.  Afternoon came and went before they knew it.  As evening neared, they realized that time was flying and that they probably needed to rest up for the next day to come.  Busy as they were, they knew that they needed to make up for lost time.   Ringo, Paul and George said their good-byes and were gone.  But Jessica wanted to talk to John some more.  One on one… As they sat in his living room once more, they sat in silence while they sipped their tea.  Five minutes pass and finally they decided to talk.  "Do you really think I am anything close to what you say I am?"  John asked

Torn

16 deviations

Warrior Cats

47 deviations