Moon and the BridgeThe stars, spread across the night’s sky, were brighter than usual tonight. The grass felt soft and welcoming with its light touch; the longer I walked, the more therapeutic it felt. Even when my foot scraped against a rock, it didn’t take away from the building serenity; I only needed a few more steps in the grass to wash the pain completely away.Moon and the Bridge5 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The last few nights had been too cold for these walks; and when my only way to relieve stress was from walking, it was nice to be able to do just that. Most would argue that I could’ve worn a coat on the colder nights, but it wasn’t the same without the night’s breeze touching my skin, or without feeling the soft kiss of the grass on my feet. I took in a deep breath, and I could almost taste the stars and the clouds. I felt so close to the sky on nights like this.
I traveled as far as I could on the grass. There was a dirt road up ahead, and further up that road was a bridge. I allowed my feet to saturate
redamancy. | sugawara koushiredamancy. | sugawara koushi5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
【 redamancy 】
(n.) a love returned in full; the act of
loving the one who loves you.
“You have chocolate on your face, [Name].”
Sugawara lets out a delighted chuckle escape from his lips, “Here―let me do it..” Without any warnings, the boy leans his body close to you and wipes off the chocolate icing that stained the corner of your lips with his thumb. You blinked owlishly, and wiped your mouth with the sleeve of your jacket. It was a good thing that your jacket was black and not white. Sugarawa laughs again. You looked at him, large, brimming, [e/c] eyes sparkling in his direction. There was a pout on your face which he thought was adorable, but stayed silent with a contented smile etching his lips.
“I could have done it myself,” You told him childishly. “You need to stop babying me.”
“But I love babying you!” He exclaims, laughter erupting from his lips once again. Your pout turn
Grub Sollux x ReaderGrub Sollux x Reader5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“There, now you are even cuter than before,” you sad to an excited grub. You had dressed little Sollux up as a bee and he began running around trying to make a buzzing sound. His yellow tongue was sticking out of his mouth as he made more of a raspberry sound. You laughed and picked up the baby bee. “Calm down, Sol,” you patted his head. He shook it in response and clung to your shirt. This little guy had become attached to you. There was still no explanation on how he got this way, but you didn’t care. He was so squishy, warm, and cute. Wrigglers looked like caterpillars and caterpillars were always adorable to you.
“Hey!” a voice called. It was your best friend, (friend’s name). “What is that?” (he/she) asked staring ath Sollux in your arms.
“It’s Sollux, remember the trolls that we met? Somehow he turned into a little baby troll,” you explained.
“You’re really going to take care of it?” y
Ying Joins the Halloween Party! It had only been a few minutes after Ying had arrived at Elise's house for the Halloween party, as she was already in the kitchen devouring the large bag of candy she had acquired from trick or treating. Everyone else were playing games when she arrived. Apparently they had set up a smash tournament and she would have to wait until someone lost before it was her turn. Not that she gave much mind to waiting, her candy was calling to be eaten anyway.Ying Joins the Halloween Party!3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So this IS where you came to." Said Elise as she entered the kitchen from behind Ying.
Ying's ears perked up, skunk ears that was, as she froze in place as though she was caught stealing. She slowly reared her head around to Elise, who she had yet to really meet. Once their eyes met, Ying quit her silly act and smiled.
"Heh, I was hungry." Ying shrugged.
"Hehe I'm not going to scold you for that." Said Elise cheerfully before she gave her belly a pat. "I already
.: Reader x Karkat: Merry Snmgfiehp! :..: Reader x Karkat: Merry Snmgfiehp! :.2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your name is ___ ___, and you, today, are feeling fairly tired and bored.
Your laptop was sitting lazily on your stomach as you lied on the floor of you bedroom, staring at your ceiling fan with a neutral expression.
'Bing!' your computer made the one noise you oh-so hoped it would chime.
Quickly, you sat yourself up and leaned against your bed, opening the new message from none other than your potential matesprit, Karkat Vantas.
-- carcinoGeneticist [ cG ] began pestering ---___ [ -_ ] at 01 : 38 P.M --
CG: HEY ___.
-_: Hey Karkat! What are you doing up? Didn't you have to go hang out with John today?
CG: WHO TOLD YOU THAT?
-_: ... John.
CG: AND YOU BELIEVED HIM.
-_: Let's change the topic! Are you actually busy today?
CG: NO. TO BE HONEST I AM BORED AS ALL FUCK.
-_: As am I, dude. Do you maybe wanna come over? We can go to the mall!
CG: LIKE LAST YEAR?
-_: Yup! I promise no more Mall Santa shenanigans, okay?
CG: ALRIGHT. BUT I SWEAR TO GOG IF
My Tickle Torture Experience, Part 1This is a recount of a very intense tickling session I decided to do with a very hot guy I dated for a while, who shared my tickle fetish. This guy was gorgeous; short, dark hair, blue eyes, charming smile, toned body...I wanted to let him have fun with me, lol.My Tickle Torture Experience, Part 15 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
He asked a lot to tickle me tied down, because I was always able to stop him physically when he tickled me playfully. I was nervous about it, but to be honest, his level of hotness leaned me towards doing it...and I really liked him. He wanted to exploit how ticklish I am without me being able to stop him, so I was nervous about saying yes for a while.
So. One afternoon, I decided, ah hell, why not. We both had bondage gear and we did it at his house. I was wearing a singlet, board shorts, and shoes and socks that day. I was slightly sweaty because it's hot where I live, so I was hyper ticklish as always.
I was laughing nervously the whole way to his room, but he already had his shirt off so I was a bit excited already. He had
Grub Gamzee x ReaderGrub Gamzee x Reader5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the corner of your eye you saw a hint of purple. Then a loud honk came into your ears.
“Gamzee?” you asked. A small grub came out from behind the huge chair near the door. In his mouth was a horn and he bit on it releasing another honk. “What happened to you? You’re a wriggler now.”
Gamzee dropped his horn and squeaked. The he stepped on it releasing another honk. He came up to you and climbed onto your lap. He was kind of cute, and so innocent looking, especially since he didn’t have on that creepy clown make-up. Not to make any mistakes, you did enjoy Gamzee’s company, but still you weren’t a fan of clowns. He was really your only exception to that hatred.
A voice interrupted your thoughts. “There he is,” it was Karkat. “I fucking told him not to go off!” A laugh escaped your mouth.
“How did this happen?” you asked.
“How the fuck am I supposed to know? We found him like that sleeping on his h
Dark woods and Red hoods Rough draft.Dark woods and Red hoods Rough draft.3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The whistle of the winds traversing the everfree a common untamed sound of that can send a chill down the mightiest stallions spine. The wailing of the broken winds also had a habit of alerting the dangers of the forest to those who would dare look past its fear and traverse it. Yet for others the sound was just the empty reminder of loneliness they had to face every day, Though the wail today would bring on other such feelings for one lost soul of moss,wood and flower. Today the forest was alerted to just a small filly entering its forsaken hollows, on its way to visit a dear friend with a basket of goodies having missed her so.
The little filly was none-the wiser that she had attracted the attention of anything just yet, let alone how it thought about her. How the stone heart of the beast pulsed a bit at the sight of her crimson hood, with its little adorable patch of river watch and a golden pony on the side. Its breath was stolen when her hood fell from her head reveali
My Tickle Torture Experience, Part 2He moved down a little and sat on my ankles, then squeezed into the muscle of my thighs, his thumbs probing the inner flesh, his outer fingers massaging into the tops of my thighs. I jumped from that and squirmed, laughing again, and he just grinned and kept doing it for a minute, then stopped and kissed my stomach. He asked how I was doing, and I just smiled sarcastically and said ''yeah great, thanks.''My Tickle Torture Experience, Part 24 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
We both laughed and he wiped my hair to one side, as it was messy from thrashing around.
He then kissed my chest, down my stomach, flicking his tongue over my bellybutton again, which made me yelp a bit and curl my toes in my shoes. He then slipped his thumbs down the waistband of my shorts and dug in little wiggling circles, just above my groin, which I didn't realize would tickle as much as it did! That alone made me giggle and slide my legs around, but he stopped pretty quickly and started slipping my shorts off.
I was loving that moment; he did it super slowly, dragging his
Grub Meenah x ReaderGrub Meenah x Reader4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a splash when you entered the bathroom. Some grub was happy to see you again. Meenah had been playing in the water most of the morning. When she was first placed there she didn’t care to do anything. Then she began to swim around. In with her was an octopus toy and a plastic shark.
“I’m surprised you’re happy to see me. Usually you don’t like me,” you crossed your arms. The fuchsia wiggler pouted. You picked her up and put her in a towel. “Are you hungry, maybe?”
A smirk appeared on her lips and she squeaked. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
In the kitchen you held a fork that was shaped like her favorite rubber trident. It was always hard to find something for Meenah to eat. She was a picky one. To start her off you had put some cheerios on the table in front of her. A squeak made you turn around and a cheerio hit you in the face. What sounded like a laugh came from the small one. You frowned at her behavior.
Eridan x Drunk!Reader- The Things I Do For YouEridan x Drunk!Reader- The Things I Do For You5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Heuy, Eridaaaan, c’mere,” you motioned to the high blood troll. He looked at you and walked over.
“Okay, wwhat in the wwide human wworld wwould you need me for?” He asked. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, leaning against him.
“A tailooooor~” You whispered. He just stared at you. “BECAUSE I RIPPED MY PANTS!” You fell down off the chair you were sitting in laughing.
“Wwhat the fuck is wwrong wwith you? I think you’vve had too much to drink (y/n).” Eridan told you, pushing away the drink that was offered to you and helping you off the floor.
“Naw, I’m...I’m fine duuude! I’m just, y’know, in another wurld. And it’s pretty fuckin’ fantasticccc~” You slurred. He groaned.
“C’mon (y/n), wwe’re takin’ you back to your hivve. Sol! Sol!” Eridan yelled. As if out of nowhere, Sollux appeared beside him.
“What the fuck do y