BeastI dream of wolves every night.Beast3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
There are times when I simply watch them race through cold, shrouded forests. When I stretch out a trembling hand and silently beg one of them to place their muzzle against my fingers so that I may feel true strength with my own skin. When my heart pounds louder than a summer storm as they sprint together in one pack, their breaths stirring together in savage harmony. When I long to run alongside them, my soul more free than I could ever possibly imagine.
And then there are times where I am one of them. I can taste the crisp moonlight on my tongue as my paws kick up half-frozen mud; I can smell the fervor of the pack as we hunt, a scent so rich that the first time I experienced it, I felt as if I would go mad. I can hear everything from the exhaling of the wolf bounding beside me to the scrambling of a squirrel desperate to flee as it scampers up a tree fifteen feet away. The darkness of the night is just a pale curtain when I have the eyes of the
Desert ThiefDesert Thief1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
The horse of Kairo Amari was well trained and adapted to endurance riding across vast sand dunes, fields of dry scrubs, even jagged rocks. The gelding’s glossy black coat was a testament to the care his rider put into grooming him, preventing the debilitating curse of saddle sores, when dirt gets underneath the leather and cloth of the tack and rubbing the horse until he is sore.
Kairo’s horse needn’t fear such injury, as Kairo was careless with his own life, but never his faithful horse’s life. The equine was stopped and browsed the foliage around him as above, Kairo ambled up the sides of the great temple nestled in the heart of the great Bedoan Desert.
The Bedoan was surefooted in his climb up the cracked and weathered stone face. A gap in the wall above was big enough to fit his rather short stature through. A peek into the great temple revealed little, as it was dark and musty inside, with only the light from breaks in the walls and of course, the large ent
Spending Time With Maylene“It’s been over fifteen minutes. Did I get here early?”Spending Time With Maylene2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lucas, a powerful Pokemon Trainer, is seen sitting in the middle of a red colored sofa in Veilstone City’s Pokemon Center, located to the left of the building. He glances at his Poketch, on his left wrist, to check the time once more. The clock’s time read about 12:17 in the afternoon. He looked up from his Poketch and looked straight at the entrance to see a couple of trainers entering. He sighed a little bit and went to his Poketch and started playing with the Coin Toss app.
“Well she hasn’t shown up yet so I might as well mess with this till she shows.”
“Lucas I’m so sorry for being late!”
Hearing a familiar voice, Lucas tilted his up and away from his Poketch. By the entrance door, he saw Veilstone City’s Pokemon Gym Leader Maylene, who he had been waiting for all this time. He stood up to his feet and made his way to her. Once he was right in front
Sky Flowers and Burning DesiresBOOM!Sky Flowers and Burning Desires4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What was that?" Rhymepaw asked, her eyes wide. Most of the other apprentices looked as frightened as she, tails puffed up to be twice their size and eyes the size of the full moon.
"Sounds like the Sky Flowers again," Fawnspots purred, looking up at the sky. Rhymepaw followed her mother's gaze to see another one burst open, illuminating the night sky with a loud bang.
She tilted her head, as soon as it had appeared, it was gone. "Sky Flowers?" her brother repeated. "What are they?"
Fawnspots licked Wasppaw's head as he sat between her paws, watching the night sky too. "Twolegs set them off sometimes, I think. I don't know why."
"They sure are loud," the tom wrinkled his nose.
"Maybe they should have named you Skyflower instead," Marigoldflame laughed, nudging her sister Skylily as the calico herded her frightened kits under her protective tail.
The queen laughed in response. "Because I'm so loud? Is that what you're getting at?" she batted at her littermate's
Princess to SuccubusSeated on the throne carved from Marble, The being sat there one arm laid on his lap and the other on the arm of the chair his head resting on his palm.Princess to Succubus1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
The figure was an handsome figure, with short red hair and golden eyes. He was well built and handsome as his abs and stomach were exposed as he wore a simple vest with no shirt and a long brown loincloth that went to his knees.
He was a Demon…an Incubus to be exact. A creature that could seduce a female with a mere look if he wanted to and a powerful being in The Demon Realm as he ruled over many lands. More than once he had gutted those who had challenged him for power although his true joy came from having women in his bed with him and the pleasure he got from them.
He was also bored with the lack of things that had been going on. Nothing had happened in months it felt like. And for a creature such as him, who thrived in exciting events, it was enough to drive him mad.
A small winged imp creature floated before him letting out
Ichigo and the TG Questionnaire (Chizuru Edition)Goddamn that Ichigo! It had already been two months since his (anti)climatic battle with Aizen and, much to Chizuru Honshō's chagrin, such time did little to diminish her precious Orihime's interest in the guy! Sure, he was awesome and could make stuff blow up with his hand, but, as far as Chizuru could understand, he was completely powerless now, because of something involving swords and evil Superman or whatever. There was no reason for Orihime to still be in love with Ichigo for being a super Shonen hero, yet she seemed more smitten with him than ever! It seemed as if poor, poor Chizuru was doomed to simply fade into the background of her own life...Ichigo and the TG Questionnaire (Chizuru Edition)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The lunch bell rang all throughout Karakura High, allowing all of its inhabitants to begin scurrying about. Some stayed in the classrooms, while some hung out in the halls. Really, it didn't matter where any of the students went at this point, whether they go up to the roof to eat their
Blood and SmokeIt was Falconpaw’s sudden burst into the apprentice den that woke Dreampaw. The she-cat was half tempted to put her claws to the tom’s muzzle for interrupting her sleep, but it was the words that followed his interruption that made her claws that retract. “Fire…?” Her head tilted to the side in curiosity as most of the other apprentices started screaming and running, totally ignoring Falconpaw’s words.Blood and Smoke4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was it. This was her chance.
Right as Hopepaw moved to run past her, she grabbed his scruff and actually managed to pull the tom on his back, much to both of their shocks. “Where are you going?”
“To get dad and Uncle Breezy.” Hopepaw’s eyes were wide, but Dreampaw’s were narrowed. However, she smiled slightly and rolled her brother back onto his stomach.
“I’ll get dad and Uncle Breezemoon. You get out of here. I’m faster than you anyways. We’ll catch up.” With that she flicked her t
tGB: End and BeginningSo much was happening. So much had happened. Busy week. Busy life. Some good – some bad. Despite it, she couldn’t help thinking about it.tGB: End and Beginning2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why now of all times? It sounded silly to question your own leadership over your tribe that you loved. For the past six months it had felt right – like she deserved that silver tattoo. That she had deserved that gold one in the first place.
But she knew entirely that that was untrue. Somewhere deep down she knew that a leader needed to dedicate themselves entirely to their cause – their people. She knew that she couldn’t. She had a life outside of Light-Tribe. One that made her more happy then being a leader ever could. She knew that if she ever had to, in an instant she’d choose her mate over her tribe, time and time again. Despite who was in it. Despite what went on, her tribe never held the same kind of love…
Her tribe was her home, but her home wasn’t everything to her.
And she figured that was why
Gone Astray Steel on steel clanged through the courtyard, mingling with battle cries and shouts of pain. The excess of attack magic hung thick in the air, buzzing all around with energy and growing more palpable by the second. Blaire swore she could smell the magic the same way she could smell rain.Gone Astray2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
She sprinted towards the courtyard, her long skirt slapping her legs. As she rounded a tight corner and emerged into the open, she tripped over something heavy and fell on her face. Spitting out dirt, she looked over her shoulder and paled. She had fallen over a motionless body, and she looked at it only long enough to make sure it wasn’t Klaus or Yvette. She recognized the man, and though she had detested him, she felt a chill at the knowledge that he was gone now.
Up ahead, a blast of magic fire cut across the air, clashing with a bolt of lightning. Blaire scrambled to her feet and kept to the edge of the
Sylveon Gasses ValerieOne day, Valerie, the Laverre City Gym Leader, was walking through a forest path with her best Pokémon friend, Sylveon. They were both taking in the serenity of their beautiful surroundings, but that peace was suddenly cut off by a loud rumbling which shook the two of them, as well as shaking plumes of leaves out of the trees.Sylveon Gasses Valerie1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What was that?" Valerie asked, looking around curiously for the source. "Was that some sort of earthquake? Or maybe it's some vicious Pokémon here to disrupt the peace!" She expected Sylveon to take action, but she just stood there, with both a pained look and a heavy blush on her face at he same time. "Hmm? Sylveon, are you well?"
"Actually, I-I'm not." Sylveon said, moaning in slight discomfort."I think that the Berry Juice that you gave me earlier has given me a bit of a stomachache." Valerie looked at her in concern.
"Are you sick, Sylveon?" She asked, gravely worried for her Pokémon partner.
"No, I'm just really... REALLY gassy." Sylveon nerv
Take Me Home Aimee IV: ThreeTake Me Home Aimee IV: ThreeTake Me Home Aimee IV: Three1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aimee's eyes widened and she looked up to see the nurse stepping up closer to Heath. So many words bubbled up inside of her, but the nurse knew nothing about her relationship with Heath. And as weird as it sounded, she wanted to keep it that way for her sake. Heath felt cornered. He knew keeping Aimee at home was easier. Selfish too, seeing as he probably would cause her further pain in handling her over the next few days. He wanted her close, but in his mind, Aimee deserved to be healthy.
Heath's eyes slid toward the whispering lips before side stepping to face her. They were nearly nose to nose. While he stood his ground, she kept glancing at his lips. He felt Aimee grow absolutely still in his hand.
"That's a very generous offer..." He finally shook his head. "I'm going to have to get back to you."
“She'll be fine,” the woman continued to purr, looking down at the human. “We could drop her off now... and I'm just about
Forgotten Legends: The Battle of HeavenAs I lay here, leisurely outstretched among a shimmering field of grass and soundlessly gazing up at the night sky, I can't help but count the twinkling stars which sit far above. Those infinite specks of gleaming ivory, they bind me in the chains of their beauty. I do not even dare to muster up an ounce of my willpower to rid myself of their bewitching charms.Forgotten Legends: The Battle of Heaven1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
I continue to ponder their magical allure until a memory whips through my mind. It was subtle like a whisper yet forceful like a raging maelstrom circulating within the deepest bowels of the ocean. I remember my father bequeathing unto me a myth, a fanciful tale which painted a pretty picture of how the stars came to be.
Eons ago, when a vast majority of the inner spheres were nothing but a miasma of untamed darkness, a great war was waged under the waving banner of dominance. The demon lords, infuriated by the notion of divine supremacy, called forth their dark and vile powers in an impetuous effort to usurp the god
The Second Coming of the MilestoneKris was once again subtly checking his deviantART page when a shocking discovery had been called to his attention.The Second Coming of the Milestone1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Marisa?!" he called, "Ness?! Lizzy?! Come quick!!"
Both nekos and the skunkette burst in worried as to why he was screaming for them....or rather Marisa was pouting, Vanessa sighed while looking slightly concerned and Lizabella looked away with her arms crossed over her large breasts.
"What is it?" Marisa whined.
"Whaddya want Kris?" Vanessa whined.
"Is it another one of your stupid ass stories getting recognition?" Lizabella mocked.
"BETTER!" Kris screamed with his mouth agape and giddily giggling like a little girl, "WE'VE REACHED OVER 102,000 PAGE VIEWS!!!"
"So 2 people refreshed the page 51,000 times?" Lizablla back sassed.
"Ha ha. Funny jokes Lizabella..." Kris replied monotonously, "But seriously, that wouldn't be accurate because we also have OVER 300+ WATCHERS!!!"
"WOAH!" Marisa squeed, "That's like...298 more than what Lizabella predicted!"
"Wow," Vanessa retort
Extinction [A Vore Story]Washington DC.Extinction [A Vore Story]1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
May 2nd, 2018
Human Population left on Earth: 20,154,602
Jack stumbled inside the abandoned house and slammed the door behind him as bullets ripped through the walls around him. He grips his M4 until his knuckles turn white as he stumbles through the dimly illuminated house. The house's foundations and walls rattled as the battle was rampaging outside. Showers of dust and drywall fell around him. The old light fixtures swayed as the explosions outside vibrated over the land. Jack's heartbeat was trying to jump out of his frightened chest. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. He stumbles over to a wall and unclips his helmet. He pulls it off and drops it onto the wooden planks that made up the floor as he slid down, with his back against the wall. He sighed and put his hands on his head. He knew any moment is life was going to end and he was going to die in the dreary place. Tears appeared a
Naga Sonadow part 1In a dark jungle several miles from here an exhausted, blue hedgehog lays under a tree shrouded in greenery. He lay there helplessly as his twisted ankle swells more and more, the pain of the pulsing force of his blood drilling through his veins making him whimper. His cries drawing the attention of a beautiful, majestic beast, it's large scaly body slithering silently closer and closer to the poor injured being, and examining him from a distance, the creature saw an easy meal, yetNaga Sonadow part 12 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
for some reason the monster continued to stare at the young boy, his fare skin glowing in the dimly lit jungle, his blue fur commanding the primitive beings attention.
The young hedgehog let out a tiny moan, luring the creature closer and closer until it lay beside him carefully pressing it's cold wet nose against the boy's pale, soft arm. The boy jumped fearfully the tears in his eyes finally swelled large enough to fall.
"P-Please! D-Don't eat me!"
The frail and frightened male fell back making him yelp as
Dungeons and Towers (GT/GTS RP under maintenance)Since the start of human society, mankind has made its prophet and farmed its resources in adventuring through various dungeons and towers that, ever so oftenly, appear across the world. At least one of the two appear between a week and four months, full of riches and supplies to be claimed. As such, resources are quite plentiful with the fact that the towers are the size of small mountains and dungeons having endless mazes of giant tunnels to travel through. It can take adventures many years to complete one of the two types of buildings, but mostly because of what inhabits the towers and dungeons.Dungeons and Towers (GT/GTS RP under maintenance)3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
It is believed that towers are connected to heaven and dungeons are connected to hell for the types of monsters. The tower monsters are called angels, however, they are certainly not angelic when it comes to encountering mortals. The monsters in dungeons are obviously called demons, for obvious reasons, however, both monster types have proven to be merciful at times, allowing parties to flee
Wander Over Yonder: the DiseaseSomewhere within the vast recesses of space lay a planet that appeared to be made entirely out of pastel-colored daises. From afar, it seemed to be at peace, but toward its Northwestern hemisphere, disaster was at hand.Wander Over Yonder: the Disease3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Daisies were not only this planet's key feature; they also made up its entire population! Each one had a cartoon face where their yellow patch of pollen stood, and two pairs of leaves for their arms and legs. They were currently using their tiny limbs to run back and forth across their soil ground in a panic, for in the midst of their colorful land sat a fifty-foot-tall, dark-gray troll. Starkly contrasting the daises soft petals, the troll had over six-hundred pounds of rock-like flesh, much of which covered the dense flabs of fat on its limbs and belly. It also had three curved horns on its head, a pair of elongated bat wings on its back, and an enormous, yellow eye, with which it stared down at its fist. The beast had taken one of the plan
Sick Day (G/T RP Prompt) -CLOSED-You and your friend spent all day hanging out in the rain yesterday. You insisted they wear a jacket, but being the stubborn person they are, they didn’t and now their sick. Being the great friend you are though, you stop by to bring them some soup and medicine. When they come to the door to let you in, they sneeze, and you’re shocked as you watch them…Sick Day (G/T RP Prompt) -CLOSED-3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
c.) Switch (You’re sick).
No 18+ content
No anthros (nekos, nagas, neeras, etc. Are fine)
No fetishy stuff. I only do fluff.
Paragraph format preferred. I won’t berate you about grammar, but please give me something more to work with than *stares in shock*
If there’s a particular thing your looking for in this prompt, just tell me.
Mixed Signals (TF)(An Aldous the Angry Wizard Story)Mixed Signals (TF)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was getting late, and Aldous was swiftly becoming a very angry wizard. He was stopped in a sea of traffic, due to an accident at the very corner where he had been trying to get a stop sign placed.
He had seen far too many accidents at this intersection, and had importuned his congressman, mayor, and whoever else would listen, to have a stop sign put there. But to no avail. And now his wife was going to kill him if he didn't get home in time. Dear friends were in town for the weekend, and they were coming for dinner. Not that he really cared, but he didn't want to get on his wife Cora's bad side. That was always a risky endeavor.
He moved forward two car lengths and then stopped. “Damn, I should have just teleported,” he mumbled. But he didn't feel like expending the energy to do it. Sometimes, going to the grocery store was done best using a car. And you didn't have to worry about
Mercury's NetMercury sped down Fifth Avenue at a speed that was lethal. Well...it could have been lethal for a human bike messenger. He certainly looked human. His earthly form was young- he was going for that indie-slacker look with hair down to his shoulders partially hidden by a knit cap. He wore jeans and a hoodie, a Radiohead t-shirt underneath, and his golden winged sandals had been replaced by a pair of Converse All Stars. He had wanted to bear his caduceus but a real one wouldn’t work out in public- people seemed really freaked out by the snakes- so he had the image of one tattooed on his left forearm. He’d taken to pushing up his sleeves when he made deliveries, letting clients see his mark. He was a God, after all, but he needed people to know who he was without being too obvious.Mercury's Net2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
He would miss looking like this. He had become rather fond of this appearance but giving it up would be worth it. Venus was unequivocally worth it. She was everything. She was a
tGB: Even if I TriedLife has been incredibly hectic over the last months - with the death of his deputy's mate, Kintsu has had to juggle the responsibilities of both a Silver and a Gold while also training his apprentice, and somehow making room for his own life somewhere in all the chaos. He hasn't seen his sister or Coud since before Cyrus' kits were born. And he and Sylvani have only managed to meet up a couple times, and only briefly. Both times, he'd tried to talk about Coud, to confide in her and ask her what she thought, but in the end, he'd been too afraid of her reaction, and when asked, he'd denied anything being on his mind. But now, he's determined to tell her the truth. He's had a lot of time to think about it, and with things calming down in FT, the time has finally come. He's made his way to Earth-Tribe, a small leafwrap dangling from his jaws, containing a gift he's saved for this moment. Doubt lingers on the outskirts of his consciousness, but he tries to ignore it, remembering his sistertGB: Even if I Tried1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Swamp Scent FFFRRRBBBRRRrrrbbaaallrrrpppfrrrsssstttt!Swamp Scent 2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
A massive bout of greasy flatulence roared throughout the savannah on the edge of Jaron and Z’s jungle home, bouncing off the mossy cliff-sides as it echoed its endless sulphuric song for as long as the ancient land could be travelled upon.
It was a brassy backside-belch of a particularly nasty and wet variety that lasted for an extraordinary twelve seconds long, sending an invisible wave of diarrhoea-smelling aromas cascading across the golden plains and into the nostrils of every unfortunately living thing.
The fart grew increasingly louder and damper as it lengthened out into its final, deeper tones, rattling against every baobab tree in the area until each branch was barren of its thick leaves; rippling through previously peaceful waterholes sending herds of antelope scattering to safety. It caused the once tall, lush green grass downwind of the source of the ill gas to collapse on its side, exposing hundreds of tiny da
Tales of Ayralef- The Last Campaign Chapter OneChapter One- Before the DawnTales of Ayralef- The Last Campaign Chapter One2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
After ten years of bloody combat the situation looked bleak for the various fairy factions fighting the war. The Western Kingdom and the Crimson Wood were suffering severe manpower shortages while food and other essential supplies were also beginning to run low. It was decided that a fairy army under the command Grand Captain Liatris would try and break through the siege lines and attack the Empire directly. The attempt proved successful and on week three, day two of Junga Liatris’s invades Imperial territory with army of 70,000 Crimson Fairies and Valka Fae. They moved quickly, using the Imperial road system to their advantage. Her main goal was the capture or destruction of the supply depot being constructed at Lake City and with secondary goal being to ravage the countryside and to lure one or more of the Imperial Frontier a