Angel x Demon RP OCsName: Desiree DuboisAngel x Demon RP OCs7 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: Appears to be 19, but she's 560 years old
Race: Fox demon
Crush: Bryan Archer
Bio: Desiree is the daughter to the leader of the fox demons that reside in France. From birth on, she's been told that angels are dangerous creatures and should stay away from. One day while she's traveling through England in her fox form, she's shot and injured by a hunter and a young man saves her. When she wakes up in her human form, she shocks the guy who saved her into revealing his angelic wings and she's shocked to see that her savior is someone she's supposed to hate, but she can't help but to fall in love with him.
Name: Bryan Archer
Age: Appears to be 21, but is 435 years old
Crush: Desiree Dubois
Bio: Bryan died in 1580 due to an illness and is now an angel guarding over England. He never believed that al
Give Me Back My Toe, Please"Give me back my toe, please." I smiled at toddler, whose mouth was attached to my big toe. "That's icky Mariana. Stinky toes."Give Me Back My Toe, Please14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Mouth still around my toe, my daughter pinched her nose. "Stinky toes." She mumbled. "Stinky."
I finally bent over and picked her up. "Let's leave mommy's toes alone now, okay?"
Mariana bobbed her pudgy face. She wrapped her arms around me, and I carried her into the living room. Doing the thing all mom's do but swear its terrible and that they would never, I turned on my free babysitter and placed it in Mariana's lap. She started tapping away at the screen, so I headed for the kitchen to start my day.
Ten hours later, all meals were served and cleaned up, laundry was nearly caught up, and I had checked off half my to-do list. Pretty good day from a mom's perspective.
I plopped down on the sofa next to Mariana. Her sleepy eyes drooped as she continued tapping. I glanced at the TV. The six o'clock news and yet anoth
Hello, Gravity FallsHello, Gravity Falls22 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fanfiction: Gravity Falls
POV: Bill Cipher
I floated in the abyss, formless. Suddenly, I felt something dragging me towards the gates. On the other side, someone just said my name. I was curious who would it be this time. Some old mage? Traveller pleading for rain in the dessert? The gate was smaller than I was used to and strangely shaped. I couldn´t push my essence through it. The pull jerked me forwards again and I angrily hissed. Patience, meatbag. Travelling between dimensions takes time. I wished I could enter the world in some of my favourite forms but I had to arrange my essence into weirdly flat form to push through it this time.
“Aaah…” I sighed, inhaling the air of the other world. What a strangely smelling dimension. I could feel something wet and something bitter. There was also something sweet and something salty.
I tried to make myself comfortable in my new triangular form and I looked around the current di
Rusted Oil: Chapter 3 (bloopers 2) "When are you gonna be out of our hair!?" Klyde demanded.Rusted Oil: Chapter 3 (bloopers 2)14 hours ago in Humor More Like This
"I fixed the time machine, now I have to check Connie's heart." Daniel replied as he opened up Connie's chest, revealing a mess of organs and a heart placed perfectly at the left side of his chest.
"What's that weird red stuff in his body?" I.B. asked.
"It's his body. A while back.... or later on.... he gets stuffed in a suit. The heart and brain bind his soul to the suit. One slip up and I can sever his soul and kill him, which is why I use copper wire a-"
"Yeah yeah, copper wire. Can I touch it?" I.B. asked.
"You might not wanna. It can sever the soul fro-" Daniel began, but I.B. was on her hind legs, her hand against Connie's heart. She tapped on it twice before Connie flopped backwards, dead.
"Look what you've done!" Brody scolded. I.B. backed up and casually wiped the blood and tissue on Klyde's hand.
"Yeah uncle! Look wh
Weaver FragmentsPly Whipstitch was not sure what she was looking for, but she searched for it anyway. As soon as her apprenticeship was over, her former master had opened a passage for her which lead to a realm outside the Netherworld. Ply didn't question it. She knew her fate was fulfilled somewhere outside the void, so she didn't hesitate to leave. There were no goodbyes, no reason for wishes such as "Good luck" or any advises. She was a full member of the guild of weavers now. This meant Ply was expected to be able to take care of herself and also, whatever was going to happen to her, it was nothing she could change.Weaver Fragments21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The weaver was walking over barren land. There was only dust covering rocks or dried ground. Above her was an empty, blue sky. Ply knew there was no reason to worry about a direction or supplies. It was doubtful she was destined to die here, but there surely was a reason why she was here.
There was no sound except for the faint sound of her footsteps and the tip of the staff she used a
[RQ] DemonessRequest - Demoness[RQ] Demoness10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Demons. They're expected to be disgusting and horrifying, right? Well that's not actually the case all the time. Some demons are born with the appearance of beautiful women, they are able to captivate humans with their looks and once trapped humans are willing to follow the demons every command. These demons are commonly known as succuba or Succubus. For example, one Succubus who is widely known throughout hell for her pornographic films...
A loud groan emitted from a beat-down house, signifying that someone had awoken. Sylvia -the one who had awoken- brushed her fingers though her long emerald green hair -while being careful around her long horns-, taming it and getting out of her bed. The well-endowed Succubus took her favorite black bikini out of her small dresser and quickly slipped into it, Then Sylvia placed her one and only black beret on top of her head. The green haired girl then took to grooming her velvety black wings -nothing could look disorderly, she di
A.S. RTTF Ch. 12"Gez!" Lir cries, races over to the Azaroth, dives between his paws, and hides behind his furry legs. Gez stands over him while glaring at the two Azaras. "How would you know, G'esh?" Zethvock growls, though his fur is starting to lie flat. "I have lived with L'irr for two years, and I can say with absolute certainty that he does not have it in him to murder to innocent pups. Plus, he is one of the most respectful humans I have seen. He has never talked back, has always followed orders, and is too pure to even fathom murder," Gez says.A.S. RTTF Ch. 1219 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
Zethvock lets out a disbelieving snort. "Sh'eshv'ock Sēwāgā'am (Zethvock of Broken Echo), THINK about it. R'annt'arr B’ishch’arr'am (Rantar of Lonely Bow) had to have smelled her cousins' blood on L'irr, and yet he is still alive. If he had really killed them, R'annt'arr would have killed him as well," Gez says. "That makes sense, even to me. He has a point, Sh'eshv'ock," Zerkiz
9 Circles - Calm Before the StormROUND ???: Kneeling Before the Throne9 Circles - Calm Before the Storm15 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For a place called ‘the inferno,’ she never pictured that Lucifer’s throne would be so cold.
Once again, the tortured ferryman Charon arrived to be her escort down to the final valley of sin. This time, however, there was no boat for them to sail across. The final of Hell’s rivers, the Cocytus, was completely frozen over, its infernal waters forever buried under a massive plate of ice.
Once again, there was no undertaker present to regale her with tales of the circle to come. Instead, she had to settle for Griffith’s ambiguous parting note, and the few pieces of information she could wrestle from her escort.
Treachery. The last three of Dante’s nine circles were designed to punish the sins against man and god. Violence, Fraudulence…and now the most despised crime of them all, betrayal. Charon explained that Lucifer’s personal domain was broken into four pieces, just as the Malebog
scarletts three main forms (demon form) Form- atoku wolf demon- atoku meaning in japense stands for devil. And this form of Scarlett's came when she was close to her dying death bed. But there's always a price when dealing with the devils powers. She cannot control her actions, killing randomly and attacking randomly as well. This form is very unpredictable tho there are signs. Being pushed around so much and being pushed to limits. For example. Shes on the battle field fighting an enemy powerful than her. And she takes a devastating blow to her frontal lobe (head) having this been happening she instantly will get angry. And turns into demon but the pentagram is a sign she's transforming into atoku. Her appearance does change and her strength does add but it decreases her speed by one. She will not rest until everything under a 10 mile radius is still which means NO LIFE under that perimeter.scarletts three main forms (demon form) 22 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Form- titan wolf demon- this form is the killing machine. She does have hint of conscious but her red vision makes it hard to see the
Demon Director "No, no! The demon statue is on the left! Not the right!" Screamed a very angered succubus. She had red skin, very long green hair, huge horns, batlike wigs, and was smoking a cigar. Today was going to be a very hot day, so she was wearing a black bikini with a black beret.Demon Director15 hours ago in Fantasy More Like This
" B-But ma'am, we-" " No buts! Looks can kill is going to be the most popular movie in hell!" This ones name is vicksie, by the way. Vicksie is a movie director of lewd films in hell. She lived in a beaten up house, near most of the lava.
" Uh, i'm going t earth. You guys are a big pain." Vichsie stated. One of the actors broke her chair, the others weren't doing their parts, and the repair man was late.
Vicksie went home and shoot herself out of her demonic cannon. She was going to be having some 'fun' on earth.
After about three hours on earth, Vicksie went back to hell. " Has any one
FFM 5 - Five is a DemonI wait surrounded by elders. I was given the number twenty-seven.FFM 5 - Five is a Demon1 hour ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The woman in front has been taking blood for two hours.
On television, grown men struggle putting a leather ball in hoops.
Beside the woman, another woman says, "there are only five left."
It is twenty-one. I am twenty-seven. I leave and go home.
Demons Talk To MeI've a love for dark things, but often I get ridiculed for it, as if it were forbidden to be yourself. And always, nobody takes the time to get to know me...Demons Talk To Me6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nobody understands me...
I wait until I feel drowsy and fall asleep. But with my insomnia, it seems like it's impossible. So I lay there on my bed. God, do I love the dark! But what I saw that night was what changed my life forever. You see, I talk to myself, when really it's not me, sometimes I felt like a puppet having its strings pulled. I was definitely not alone, that's for sure.
In the darkness that is my bedroom, I saw a lurking shadow, a mysterious black figure. It had glowing white pupils that were piercing their way into my soul. Had long, sharp teeth and dark gray skin. Jet black hair, and black horns. I know that this must've been an actual demon trying to trick me so it could devour my soul. Then all of a sudden I hear a voice... I just ignored it the first time. But the voice grew louder and lou
Yuma Thundermoon Profile -reboot-Name: Yuma ThundermoonYuma Thundermoon Profile -reboot-16 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Race: Human (Apache)
Hair Color: Dark Brown, short and wavy
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6' 03"
Personality: kind, strong, proud, virtuous, quiet
Attire: blue T-shirt, red vest, red headband, white jeans, brown athletic shoes
Favorite Color: Green
- excellent at using spirit power to strengthen his body so he can take and deal more damage than a normal human can.
Likes: fry bread, haggis, horchata, spiced hot apple cider, cartoons, comics, movies
Dislikes: demons, booze, yoga, wearing kilts
Weapons: knives, tomahawks, is also a decent hand-to-hand combatant, he's generally skilled with blades of all kinds.
Additional notes: mildly autistic
Occupation: Demon Hunter
Mentor: Master McTavish
Living relatives: Grandma whom he calls Shiichoo
Back story: Yuma had a somewhat troubled life. By age seven, his parents died while he was with his grandparents (father’s side). The police ruled it a homicide, but Yuma
Shadows Don't Show Up On Black PrologueHe looked up again at his fighting parents, his mother saying, "We can't just get rid of our only child!"Shadows Don't Show Up On Black Prologue19 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
While his father replied, "The demons cursed him! He's better off gone!"
His mother would continue to argue that he wasn't cursed, resulting in his father yelling loudly then hitting her. He would then leave the room and bump into his son as he went out the door grumbling, "Move it Rogue."
'Rogue' would growl back. "My name's Yusuke."
His father would turn back slightly. "What was that freak?"
He was only four at the time so he didn't know what the word 'freak' meant, he just thought it meant people like him. People with demonic markings.
After his father didn't hear a reply from him he would turn around and ready his fist to hit him. When his father brought his fist down his son didn't even flinch, instead his mother would hug him right before his father hit him and get hit instead. His father would then exit angrily.
His mother would hold his face softly saying, "Don't listen to
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Sixty FourAmber Silverblood: Chapter Sixty Four16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Sixty Four
Kaylie led me through the mall, not stopping or saying a word until we reached an empty bench at the other end of the building. She sat in it, and I took a seat next to her.
“Tyler told me that it’s hard for a wolf to disobey its alpha,” I said to start off the conversation. “But Tyler’s huge, and D.K.’s like a stick. Aren’t werewolves supposed to be able to challenge their alphas if things get too bad?”
“Yeah,” she answered, “but there’s more to it than that. D.K.’s only alpha because he took down our last alpha.”
“Say what?” I exclaimed, leaning forward. “You mean that little squirt actually—”
“Don’t say things like that!” Kaylie snapped, her expression suddenly angry. “Just don’t!”
I held my hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay, sorry!”
Kaylie took a minute to cool down.
Unexpected ConsequencesUnexpected Consequences18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“This doesn’t seem safe.” Aieszr said looking around in the small outhouse sized metal box. Aieszr’s older brother looked up from his control desk. His eyes slowly closed and he let out a sigh.
“Not this again, look you’re lucky your evening going to be apart of the history I’m making and all you want to do is complain! Fine, just go upstairs and wait. Fulgrum it’ll be up to us to make history!” Aieszr rolled her eyes and got inside as Belrath turned his head to look at Fulgrum while talking to Aieszr.
“Enough with the speeches, this thing probably won’t even do anything, aside from running up the electric bill.” Fulgrum said while walking to the door. Belrath ignored Fulgrum and set the machine to teleport them into the living room above.
“Ok, it's all set. The frog made it, the cat made it, amd we’ll make it too!” Belrath said closing the metal door behind him and locking it in place.
Horror House (Personal Experience)Horror House (Personal Experience)10 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was about a month since we had moved to our new house and had only just gotten officially settled into our room. My wife and I were staying with her mother to help her out since she was having some medical problems and was requiring assistance with simple household stuff such as cooking, cleaning, and watching the children. So far life was…adequate to say the least, we had the necessities plus had recently gotten cable hooked up in our room. So we really couldn’t complain too much. That is until we cleaned out the closet.
Our closet wasn’t trashed or anything, in fact it was empty. Well, all except for some left over paper and little bits of randomness. At the time we didn’t have a vacuum so we had swept most of it out; regrettably leaving a bit but, since we were just going to store some of our boxes in there until we could get a dresser it didn’t seem to matter. Nothing out of the ordinary had really happened yet until we did get our dresser and proce