Craig's Magical NightCraig's Magical Night1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Craig's Magical Night
Requested by theDragonKing100
In the streets
It was precisely 8:00 PM when the sun was setting, allowing the shadows to engulf the roads and buildings that sat in the path a hooded strange. Nothing about this mysterious pedestrian tells much, save for the black hooded cloak and the lower half of the person's face. Although the winds blew fairly strong, the stranger held on to his cloak, unwilling to let any of his features be revealed. He eventually stopped and turned towards a certain building. At the top, there was a sign reading Night House.
"Night House," the cloaked figure said with a smile. "Yes. This is where he said he would be."
The figure in black walked in.
Inside Night House
"Happy Birthday Craig," said a girl as she clanked glasses with her boyfriend.
"Thanks, Chrissy," Craig said as he took a sip of his first glass of wine. "Hmm. Not bad. Maybe a little bitter."
"Yeah, well just be glad this state made the drinking age 20 instead of
Passion Of The Dragon (Part 1)This story contains vore. Reader discretion is advised.Passion Of The Dragon (Part 1)20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a quiet and lovely day out in the woods of Canada. Since it was spring the grass was a light green, the trees were in full bloom, and the water appeared crystal clear. The wildlife was very active due to no humans being in the area. The Canadian wilderness was a vast sea of trees that any human could easily get lost in.
On this seemingly nice day a dragon was out hunting for a meal. His name was Crimson, and why he lived in the Canadian wilderness was a mystery. Crimson was a fire-breathing North American dragon. His scales were a crimson red hence his name, and his belly looked to be solid gold. There was no doubt Crimson was a powerful and amazing creature. But that didn't mean anybody liked him. He was the apex predator and was feared by all. He knew no other dragons and was very lonely.
Crimson was stalking a lone deer that was grazin
The Greatest Tour On Earth: LA [Collab]Greatest Tour On Earth: Los AngelesThe Greatest Tour On Earth: LA [Collab]12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Written by Braverunner and Vinomath
The seats in the auditorium were filling up fast. Nobody ever wanted to miss this kind of show. The self entitled “Greatest Show On Earth” quickly rose in popularity due to its unique spin and pizazz they used for their tricks. Unlike other shows, the Greatest Show On Earth didn’t rely on illusions, rather temporarily transformations that would last for the duration of the show, everyone returning back to normal after a big finale. Behind this was the glamorous Mr. M. The show had just arrived in Los Angeles at the Staples Center for a special one night only appearance as a part of the show’s Worldwide Tour.
The lights dimmed down and the audience fell dead silent. Then in spectacular fashion, a beam of light seemed to shoot down towards the stage and explode outward with fireworks. As they went off a tall man with an
Marissa Point of View: Spirit StoneHey everyone, Marissa here! Benji told me it was my turn to tell a story, so I wanted to share one of my journeys with you. It all started while I was looking for a new adventure to go on. I was at my house taking care of my pet, Ely. For those of you who don’t know, he’s an armored dragon I found from an egg.Marissa Point of View: Spirit Stone19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was having breakfast and feeding him, when he started to make crying noises. It’s what he does that means someone is near, kind of like how a dog barks. I went to the door to see who it was, when I noticed that there was a letter.
When I went to open it, I found a map inside. I wondered what it was exactly, but I decided to follow the map regardless. After dropping Ely off with my sister, Lyren, I packed my bags and started my journey.
The trip itself took about two weeks, but I made it to a mountain range where the map led. I noticed it had a lot of tall peaks and jagged passes. It took a lot of time and some careful planning, but eventually I made it to a pl
Swell InkDISCLAIMER: Contains BE - that's Breast Expansion - of the slower degree. Avoid reading if sensitive to such topics.Swell Ink14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She usually stayed quiet, stayed in the corner. Practiced drawing Burtonesque characters. She got good at it, and over time she weaned herself off of pencils and started drawing in pen. Shading in textures rather than applying levels of pressure. She found that if she wore black, then it didn't matter if anything smudged onto her clothes, didn't matter if she wiped her lips with a stained hand if she wore black make-up. Purple worked too, to some extent. Nobody questioned regal purple with black streaks. And if she wore the right outfits, laced up intricately but delicate at the same time, then she could easily change without smudging her clothes at all. She found that if she wore sheer black tights, then smudges would sort themselves out on her legs as well, since they were always there in front of her to see as she leaned her latest drawing pad on them. Not that she
Stolen, part IIINo matter how hard Chris tried not to think of the worst, she couldn’t. She could see herself standing in front of Maria’s little, mutilated body. She could see Maria’s pale skin covered in bruises and scars, and her little neck snapped in two, along countless other injuries. Chris could even see herself, standing there, in front of a tiny coffin. She could imagine Maria’s tiny grave, with her little sister buried down under layers upon layers of soil and rock. These thoughts plagued her constantly, hammering themselves into her brain. That night, Chris woke up screaming her sister’s name every other hour.Stolen, part III11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next morning, Chris awoke late, curled up in Jack’s hand. She didn’t move for a while, just sitting in her boyfriend’s palm. After about five minutes, Chris slowly slipped from the giant’s grasp, then mo
The SpellNathan was miserable. He was living alone, in a one bedroom apartment, unable to sleep, unable to think, unable to just do something . He had a job he hated, he could never keep a relationship for very long, and to top it off, he was slowly slipping into a depression. If things didn't turn around... he didn't know what would happen.The Spell10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
This night was no different from any other night, as he tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable spot to sleep in. He sighed, and sat up, before grabbing his laptop, and walking out to his living room, which was a small affair, with a low ceiling and minimal furniture.
Desperate for at least a good nights sleep for once, he started to look up a few ideas for relaxation.
Sifting through page after page of information ranging from new-age wisdom to various drug ads, he stumbled across a forum post with the title: "Strangest thing I've ever done to get to sleep"
Look, I know I sound crazy, I know it's dumb to think this could happen
Hunt the FoxWinter was slowly turning to spring, with grass peeking through the snow. Small tufts were everywhere, giving a sense of new birth, a sense of hope. The sun beat down upon the forest, turning everything into a bright, sparkling, glowing world. It was picturesque, the way the world appeared. More than picturesque, it was perfect. The best day to go out on a hunt. The Tokotas were restless, eager to enjoy the sun and catch some new prey. Today, Luke was once again taking on a dangerous fox hunt in rabbit form. His Tokotas, along with some friends, would both catch prey and defend Luke from becoming prey himself. Of Lukes pack, Partas and Kuon were along for the day. Partas the large tawny male, with his white stripe on his forehead. All Partas loved was hunting, so he was pleased to take part once again. Kuon was a small piebald male, playful and obnoxious. Kuon also suffered from an inability to stand still for any moment, and so was energetically running around the pack.Hunt the Fox14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now, three oth
FriendsFriends are here to comfort youFriends11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Friends are there because they care
Friends are everywhere so you'll never feel alone
They don't care what you wear
Friends will come and support what you do
Friends will go to other things with you
Friends are there to laugh with your jokes
Did you get the big clue
Friends are formed to meet new people
Friends will greet to make others glad
Friends are there so you have someone to talk to
There's no need to feel sad
Friends will do the things you like
Friends are there to support you
Friends are there to look out for you
And you all know that's true.
On the Verge of a Permanent MergeIn a field of grass surrounded by flowers two young girls were running, clad in only breezy sundresses. Both were laughing contently as they stayed connected by the hand the entire time. One of these young ladies, a fair-skinned girl with puffy black hair fastened into a ponytail, slipped as she neared the beginning of the incline.On the Verge of a Permanent Merge19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The other, a dark-skinned, androgynous youth bearing hair in disheveled crimson, quickly attempted to pull her companion back up to her feet, but was helpless to keep herself from being taken down the hill as well. When the two came to a stop, the redheaded child found herself lying directly on top of the other. Gentle smiles were reflected on both of their faces as they seemed to know the other was unharmed.
With the most peaceful of smiles adorning her face, the red haired youngster moved her hands toward the sides of the other girl and began to let them slowly and playfully scribble across the dress that lay between her hands and the stomach of the other
Family ReunionsSummer, year 760 of the new ageFamily Reunions13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blackwood, Widow’s Hollow
Featuring: Skoll, Hati, Deyanira, Ashka, Skjalddas
The two brothers had talked about all kinds of more or less random things on their way back to Skoll’s den, it might also have been a bit due to the fact both stags were likely a bit nervous about Hati meeting Skoll’s family. It wasn’t like Skoll doubted Hati getting along with Nira or the children, actually he believed Hati and Nira would probably get along very well, but it still was something special to him, to finally be able to introduce his brother to them, after all these years he had not seen anything of him, but merely heard about his well-being through old Varr. It was a special moment for sure, his family finally reunited.
“Have you heard anything about Draak?” he asked his brother, while they walked through the dark forests. Skoll had neither seen nor heard of their vile half-brother and hoped it meant he was dead, yet
Human Race - America x Depressed!Suicidal!Reader(Hey, this may have the feels, sorry about that, but hey, I wanted to make something like this for a while now, so yeah, enjoy)Human Race - America x Depressed!Suicidal!Reader8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't belong here,
Not in this atmosphere,
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
You sat at lunch, your best friend Alfred by your side. Smiling at him, masking the deep sadness only showing in your dull (e/c) eyes. Not that Alfred would notice anyways, he was always happy, sometimes not noticing some others pain, if it is hidden that is.
I don't belong here,
Guest (G/t)This is a continuation ofGuest (G/t)10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
. While it is possible to enjoy this story without having read the original, you may find yourself confused on certain references and details.
As she walked back from the kitchen into the bedroom with her plate of berries, Victor grabbed Carla’s arm and gave her a stern look. “Are you getting attached to her?” he hissed, and the two instantly knew who he was talking about. Addie, the pregnant teenage tiny Carla had brought home from work a few weeks back. A few weeks back on the day that changed it all. She didn’t tell Victor this, but since then she had been a little more... lenient when dealing with tinies.
“Of course not!” she lied.
Victor saw right through her, but let go of her arm anyways. “She’s due any day now,” the man warned. “And Carl
The BoxThe Box is one of the greatest inventions known to man and will aid in all space problems. Now you might be asking what the Box would be used for exactly? Well the box is a small, white cube that can hold any and as many objects you need in the entire world.The Box12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You might not believe that the Box could hold anything in the world or numerous items without having a limit but due to the Box's design it can do just that. The Box has DNA recognizing surface so that you and only you could open up your personal Box. Not only does the Box surface have surface recognizing fibers it also is made out of a rare extract of white obsidian making it virtual indestructible. It also has a setting menu where you can change its color, pattern, and size. Then the Box has a miniature space bender to enable it to hold objects or any size and amount along with Wi-Fi to tell if what items you have just purchased.
Through the advancements of technology this will aid in many problems that people
Banished Six/EightThor sat on a bench in one of the many royal gardens, his hands were clasped together and his head hung slightly, things were going slow, really slow between him and Loki, he had been back a little over two months and he hadn't had any physical contact in that time. As much as he loved his husband he loved to have sex, he was a man and all men had needs and right now he was feeling so frustrated, there was only so much he could do on his own. Giving a frustrated sigh Thor lifted his head and looked to the skies, silently praying to the gods that they would help Loki unwind and open up like he used to, but giving his past behavior Thor guessed that the gods were going to ignore him.Banished Six/Eight21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The trickster barely let the thunderer touch him on the best of days even though Thor continued to smother him in gifts, it just wasn't enough to win Loki's heart back.
“Feeling lonely mighty Thor.”
The thunderer was brought out of his thoughts when he heard Sif, he looked over at her and smiled.
TftW: Blood Moondance.TftW: Blood Moondance.TftW: Blood Moondance.1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Danny Trejo TF/Vampirism theme.
It had all started with that one dream our shapeshifting friend Nathan had a long while back, that dream in which he found himself hulking out and becoming Danny Trejo - only it wasn't a dream at all, there were indications that it may have been real. He remembered at the very end of it after waking up he saw Danny Trejo as his reflection.
Perhaps it had all happened for real, perhaps he had somehow involuntarily shifted into Trejo without knowing it. Or maybe his increasing bloodlust combined with his recent activities during the luna cycle was responsible. He couldn't explain it, but somehow he knew it would probably be a recurring transformation.
As a shapeshifter with some rather....vampiric instincts and traits, he was easily influenced by his own bloo
.:Chemical Reaction:. Chapter 2.:Chemical Reaction:. Chapter 220 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
.:The Scientist and his Experiment:.
"Y'see I just fitted this new engine and it works like a freaking dream! It's a huge upgrade from the last one, it has a heck of a lot more power and..."
Leigh felt her right eye twitch as she continued to listen to her 'delightful' company go on and on and ON about his car or 'baby' as he referred to it lot. She didn't know a person alive who could talk about one thing for so long, every time she tried to change the subject , he somehow thought up something new to say about it. The brunette felt like she was slowly loosing her mind, she had learned way too much about this car in the past half and hour or so than she could in a day. Leigh was seriously re-thinking the whole idea of hanging out with Emerald, if this was all he talked about she didn't think they'd get along too well.
"So, how about you Leigh, what are you in to?"
Leigh's head snapped up. 'Finally!' she thought 'He took h
[TGB] Just Forget the World (RP)[Sheba | White/Blue-Air | The Rolling Bridge/ N. Pheasant Woods][TGB] Just Forget the World (RP)11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She had enough of Air-tribe for the day. Apprentices had come and gone, looking at her with pity, hell even Abel looked at her oddly as if she was going to fall apart with so many scars on her. Sheba completely despised the stares as if they were judging because of the injuries. The she-cat huffed, a light cloud forming after her breath. The evening was getting colder, even if it was spring snow seemed to linger here and there, but no longer entirely covered all Nandryx in its deadly grip.
Shivers passed through the cream body when a breeze swayed her fur. Her nose twitched as she laid down, her paws tucked beneath her trying to conserve the little heat her body produced. Another breeze racked her body, annoyance had pushed her away from the camp and instead of looking for some shelter like she had always done when she stayed out; Sheba huddled against a tree hoping the cold winds of the n
Trinket Search #013 - Hiro and HarryHiroshi as usual was up at dawn, creeping out of his cage and onto the plush ground that was oh so familiar. Glancing left and right, a silent routine to make sure nobody was awake- the male crept along the floor, at his quietest out of respect for the others in the room.Trinket Search #013 - Hiro and Harry15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oops.” He mumbled, and a realisation that he probably should have slept longer kicked in. A noise as though a thousand miniature marbles were colliding filled the air as the toy rolled along the floor- never failing and halting until seconds had passed. Too many seconds.
“Hiro what are you doing up?” The curly haired ratty emerged from his cage, almost triumphantly sitting on the top and watching down in amidst yawns. A barely audible sigh escaped mouth as Hiroshi realised he’d have company. “It’s a bit early to be playing around.” Harry slightly scolded the other male as he landed, deciding to jump off of his cage as it wasn’t too far.
Chains of Mist The man stumbled over the corpses of his fallen comrades, his clothing was in tatters and his left arm hung uselessly at his side, blood running freely from a gaping wound at his shoulder but he paid it no heed. Instead the man seemed to be mumbling something to himself as a manic gleam shone in his eyes. “Lazy, lazy, all sleeping,” he said a little louder in a sing song tone as he knelt next to the corpse of a young man. Running his fingers through the blood on his arm he smeared it over the body’s eyelids.Chains of Mist17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Time to wake up, time to fight!” This came out fierce and completely lucid though the madness was still in his eyes. Rage and hatred flowed through his body and he reached inside himself to focus and refine it, just as he had been told to do in his dream.
Looking out around him the man made sure…yes each body had his blood over the eyelids. The great one would be pleased. Fo
Mission I: A Clear Cut Battle (Training) [OOS] Akili looked at the door to the office and thought for a moment, //I haven't been here for long, but I would very much like to prove that I will be a valuable asset to the order... hopefully asking for a mission will show it in a way.// She knocked on the door, waiting for a reply to ensure that it was alright for her to enter.Mission I: A Clear Cut Battle (Training) [OOS]18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Demitri was currently finishing the last bit of paperwork he had to do for the month. He heard the knock and was about to motion for whoever it was to come in when he realized the door to his office was shut. "Oh right, come in." He finished the last page and placed it down, looking up to see who it was.
She let out a soft sigh of relief, she guessed that she was 'glad' that it was one of the second-in-commands and not one of the superiors. "Hello Demitri." She looked to his desk and saw the paperwork, "Are you busy? If you are i'll come back later." She crossed her arms and frowned a bi
Raga's Reward“Yes, this is exactly what I needed.” A female voice said as she looked on at the item in her hand. In her hand was a black pearl, a type of pearl that was extremely rare and valuable and perfect for what she needed it for.Raga's Reward12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The voice revealed to belong to a mermaid with long orange red hair that was drifting down to her back, on top of her head was a crown as well as seashell earrings. She had a orange colored lower half and a lionfish tail.
Saleen, that was her the Mermaid was, looked on with a smile as she stared at what she had gotten. Having retrieved it as the self proclaimed Goddess of The Seas had hatched another scheme. This time everything would go in perfect order and nothing would stop her once she put in into effect.
“I suppose thanks are in order,” She said and turned her head to glance behind her. “Those wretched sharks would’ve been quite a hassle in me getting this if not for you.” She told that who had aided her.
With Saleen wa
Spectral Lights“Dinner is ready!” Jonathan called out, setting a bowl of fruit salad in the dinning table as he exited the kitchen. Behind his pair of glasses, his red eyes scanned the living room to make sure all his family members were present. After counting them, he gave a smile, which went along pretty well with his freckled face.Spectral Lights20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Family resemblance on this family was quite obvious and sometimes even creepy. For instance, his younger brother, Andrew, was like an exact replica of Jonathan in even the smallest details, except that he was shorter. To specific traits in particular contributed a lot to the strong resemblance, their pale, freckled skin, and their messy red hair.
These traits were exhibited the best in Victoria, Jonathan's mother. Her long, curly hair complemented perfectly her face which looked a couple of years younger than you may expect from a woman her age. She was also noticeable for being taller than the average woman and had orange eyes, shared by
LeaderI am a born leader,Leader11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whose been put through too many tests,
Did I fail them?
I don't care anymore.
I was born to be the leader,
Except all the adults.
I can't count how many times,
That I've been placed in a group of idiots,
And the dumbest was voted to be leader.
They always mess up,
As I already know how things will go.
Nights before I've already planned things,
And I watch the rest of the group rush.
In the end,
It's always me who saves their butts,
But never has a adult complimented me.
They complimented everyone else,
Of course I'm jealous.
I did so much,
I'm stuck in the shadows.
Is this another test?
Or is fate just cruel?
I'll secretly lead everyone,
As the leader messes up,
For I'm the true one,
I'll lead them to sorrow where they belong,
Or lead them to greatness.
It's my choice,
The true leader shall make or break everyone.
Don't you just love,
Knowing you could do such things?!
I've been placed in another group of idiots,