You Are Changing TGYou Are ChangingYou Are Changing TG1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see you flooding with energy, dark and purple.
The energy pools at your feet first. It feels cool, almost moist.
It’s not anything solid or slimy but it has an unnatural hold on you.
The hair on your legs gives in to gooseflesh. Tingling and cold, the energy moves up your feet.
You hear your toes pop but you can't feel it. You just feel warmth rising above the coldness as the energy moves upwards.
The tiny sensations your legs gave you from the air moving across your thighs are gone, along with the hairs themselves.
Your legs have become thinner, more toned, and completely hairless.
The warmth rises up from your shins, like blood rushing through an erection. The sensation is both hot and cold with a moist feeling.
The energy passes over your crotch and your balls instantly shrink in their sack. Its cold. So cold. Almost like ice. The warmth rushes up from your knees and into your loins.
A gush of liquid feeling flows from your shifting groin as yo
[Naga!Kenny] Pride and Primates"Whiskers..."[Naga!Kenny] Pride and Primates12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Teal eyes pierced the dim lighting of the jungle as their own cursed under his breath. He couldn't believe it had happened--and neither would the others if he came back empty handed. He'd never hear the end of it either and he was tired of being scolded and treated like a child, even by the actual children. What made it all the worse was that it was a monkey that had stolen it. A tricky, no-good, thieving 'Monkey King'. His fangs gritted at the thought of that smug face looking down at him from the trees before vanishing into the jungle growth, and ears flattened at the sound of that voice that still pinched his brain.
You want the sword, pussy-cat? Come get it!
Lion-O's face scrunched as he ran forward through the brush and along the footpath that was barely visible beneath his feet. When he got his hands on that ape--! The sun was still high, only around noon from what he could tell. Plenty of time to catch the monkey and get back the Sword of Oemns before
Three Men and their Prey - Day 112Three men, built like temples, forged a path through the rubble-lined street. Without using their hands they pushed rock and brick out of their way and onto the abandoned broken pathways that were once bustling with tourists and workers on their lunch break. They did not attempt to remember what the world had been like. This is what the world was now. They had made their peace with that.Three Men and their Prey - Day 11212 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In this new world, people like them reigned supreme. Mortals were their slaves. Their hostages. Their property.
One of their mortals was trying to escape as they moved, hobbling over the rough terrain as quickly as he could. Earlier, one the owners had sent a rock flying his way and had severed a tendon. After that they could have easily caught him but they let him think he had a chance of escaping. They liked to play with their prey.
That was ten hours ago.
The runner finally tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face. He was too tired to get back up and continued forward by crawling. The ow
My Dear ApprenticeMy Dear Apprentice,My Dear Apprentice16 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Valliard Rosenhill, I have trained you since the age of eight, when I found you the desert; dying. Your will to live and seek justice surpasses even my own. I have taught you everything I could possibly embody into you. You carry a heavy sword now, as have I. The weight of those you've slain, of the faceless men who disturb your sleep, I understand all too well. When you came to me in the end days of the Revolution, I told you that you must carry the weight of the burden you sowed. I could not you take you back as my apprentice, not as you were. I was so ashamed. Not of you, but of me. I failed you, Valliard. In the end, it was you who taught me.
I learned to forgive, but not to forget. Valliard, I have committed many sins. As have you, now. But you must always remember that all sins can be forgiven, it just takes time. And
Adventure Time In Gravity Falls With Steven P2It's been two weeks since I found my dad's journal and I just finished the 51st chapter called "full disclosure". My mom read some pages to me before bed but once we got deeper into the story I started read myself more often.Adventure Time In Gravity Falls With Steven P210 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I close the book and get off the couch in the living room of the temple. The warp pad then is activated and a blue beam shoots up from the crystal blue platform. Once the beam is gone Ruby is suddenly standing there. I suddenly giggle.
I remember how Garnet used to came from missions all by herself.
I don't remember that! I never met Garnet. Why did I just think that?
"Uhh, Serena? Are you feeling okay?" Ruby asks. "Oh, uhm, sure?" I say unsure. Ruby raises her eyebrow but then shrugs it off. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Monster on the loose!" Ruby rushes to the temple door and activates it. It opens and she goes inside while the door closes after her.
Monster on the loose? Maybe I can help! I wanna help! Okay, think Serena. From the journal
Written off a Writing Prompt from Friend“Go ahead, make your choice. The outcome will decide whether you’re ready or not.”Written off a Writing Prompt from Friend11 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Puzzled, Llanyi re-read the note out loud. She glanced back at her companions, uncertain what to say. "I... I could have sworn the map said it was just here," she began, fumbling for words as sudden fear constricted her throat.
The impassive countenances of three stoic thieves stared back at her, daring her to make a single wrong step. They could easily wring her neck and dump her back in the sewers for leading them on a wild goose chase.
The dry air and dark confines of the tomb suddenly closed in on Llanyi, and she gulped, her sweaty fist tightening around the crumpled, useless paper in her hand.
After what seemed like years, the first villain gave a grunt and stepped forward, shoving her aside.
Trembling with temporary relief, she flattened herself ag
Eyes of Stone (Leaping into Freedom) pt 1 Chapter 1Eyes of Stone (Leaping into Freedom) pt 15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Jackson woke up suddenly without a reason feeling the moon shining down on to his fur trickling through the window of his owner’s bedroom. And for a sudden moment he could hear rustling out the back window in the kitchen which sounded like somebody had either jumped up into the window or jumped out of the window so he jumped out of his place on the bed, walked into the hallway, and sat down feeling his ears twitching back and fourth to the sound of walking outside. Finally when the walking stopped Jackson continued on to the kitchen and as he stepped onto the cold tile floors he could hear the pads of his feet gently but quietly hitting the floor with each steady step he took.
When Jackson looked up at the counter underneath the window sill he could see the moon’s beam shine onto the tile
HeartsA slender woman with a tumbling waterfall of black hair and piercing yellow eyes stood at the end of the road. In her her hand was a deep red apple the size of her fist, she tossed it boardley a couple inches in the air and caught it.Hearts7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Up it went and then with a soft hollow thunk she caught it without moving her hand.
Up and then thunk as it came down, over and over as a small smile played on her lips.
She was captivatingly beautiful but that smile made me uneasy.
“Hello Maggie, it’s nice to see you here again..What is it that you need?” She asked in a steel voice and it snapped me out of my trance.
“I want it back!” I shouted from the safe distance of a good twenty feet.
“Your heart?” She hummed before tossing the apple high into the air she reached up and caught it, but this time the hollow thunk didn't come with it. Instead a squishing noise came and I cringed.
“You gave it to me fair and square. Its mine now and if I see your face agai
Between the Thunder and the Sun ‘Svaha’. It is a word from a people long gone, that describes the time between a flash of lightning and the roll of thunder that follows it.Between the Thunder and the Sun13 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Tonight I watch as the devastation I launched plunges down upon an enemy far away.
There is a rumble, felt more than heard. Then a nuclear sun rises over an abruptly moribund metropolis.
I wonder, at these times, what the word should be for the pregnant silence between those two things?
Archaic's Vignette Camera XV7 Destroyed.Archaic's Vignette21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Camera XV9 Malfunctioning.
Cause: internal components have reached melting point. Spontaneous combustion imminent.
Switching all security protocols to code orange. Initiating fire extinguishing in tunnel 3A.
Switching to backup cameras.
Please identify to prevent lab lockdown.
Please identify to prevent lab lockdown.
With a sigh, I removed my glasses and leaned over the computer terminal, allowing it to scan first my right and then my left retina. Then I typed in my password as quickly as I could. I had hoped to get some work done before my new client arrived, but apparently that wasn’t going to happen. Grandfather had said he had a worthwhile project for me, but so far all he’d managed to do was destroy two of my cameras for absolutely no reason. I watched him carefully