Day 27: Humanoid There once was a man named Billy. He enjoyed long walks and smelling flowers. The forest and meadow near his house gave him the perfect opportunity for both of these.Day 27: Humanoid7 minutes ago in Short Stories
But neither the forest nor its occupants liked visitors.
On one particular day, the occupants finally got tired of Billy’s flower smelling. The flowers themselves had become quite distressed at his persistence, thinking their floral scent gone. And replaced with some foul odor.
So when Billy entered that forest. Billy had to die.
A particular occupant, who had been slacking off on his duties was charged with the task. A fairy named Jian. He tapped his foot against a tree branch as he waited for th
Florence's new lookSpecial story for :iconstarwarriorrobby: and :iconmcmxc2:Florence's new look27 minutes ago in Short Stories
One afternoon at Beatrice's house,the Simmons sisters were in an argument.They were constantly complaining about Florence was always so perfect just because she was the oldest and the most talented.But,little did they realize that Florence's dark secret was about to be revealed.One that'd shock her sisters.
Melody:Quit belittling us,sis.
Olivia:It's not like you're so perfect.Just because your inventions helped saved the world on a daily basis doesn't mean that you're better than us.
Beatrice:And besides,you're no different from us.All four of us were struck from the same mold.
Florence:Same mold you say?Well than girls....it's time you knew the truth about me.
Melody:Which is what?
Florence:*Walks towards the window and pauses*Well...up until now...I've used hair pins to hold this hairstyle....wore contacts to hide my real eye color(Which I won't reveal) and wore make up to cover my skin color...*Removes hair pins*in the end...
Father-son bonding with magicFeaturing: Brago and NoctisFather-son bonding with magic43 minutes ago in Short Stories
In-between their training with fighting, Brago decided to see where Noctis was in his magic, so approaching the young six year old, the scarred light older male stood behind him with a blank, calm expression.
“Noctis, let’s take a break and practice your magic”, the older male spoke gruffly, making the younger male look at him with a raised eye ridge. He waited until the younger male agreed before Brago asked him what he had learned so far and Noctis told him what Zero told him. Thinking on this, Brago looked at Noctis and summoned a small pack of wolves, made up of, at least, four wolf spirits that stood around the two scarred blackwood males.
They looked so realistic which seemed to unsettle his son greatly, Brago was very aware at the fact that the younger male’s instincts was trying to get him to run from what appeared to be a threat. The spect
To the grave [Gretta's Initiation]To the grave [Gretta's Initiation]59 minutes ago in Short Stories
Upon her discovering of the Di Trieste pack, the white shepherd new that was the place where she wanted to be; that was the family and pack she wanted to belong to. Showing submission towards the boss wasn't a hard task at all, seeing how Gretta had instantly looked up at the capo cane after their meeting. She didn't mind being beneath him, in fact, she felt better having someone she knew she could rely on, even though the hardships of life had taught her how to look out for herself quite well. She was willing to fight and protect the pack, to follow and listen to Vicenzo's every order; she agreed and loved their moral code as soon as she heard it, which meant she would willingly put all of her strengths into following it for the sake of the pack. Inside the territory, Gretta looked up at the Boss with admiring blue eyes, before showing her capability to follow his lead and to swear submission.
After the first part was done with, the shepherd knew more was coming, and probably tasks ha
Furry TF RP(mature in notes! All fetishes allowed. Anthro is required.)Furry TF RP1 hour ago in Short Stories
I receive two anthro costumes in the mail and I call you over. Being a furry, I try to convince you to put it on. Eventually, you give in.
(Costume materials would be nice. Latex, pooltoy, rubber, ect.)
Archway of Night***disclaimer***Archway of Night2 hours ago in Short Stories
This was a piece I wrote for a creative writing class in college. It was meant to be in the style of Lovecraft, Poe and others like them.
It isn't very good, at least I don't think so, but I wanted to show my progress a writer and to honor the wishes of a very nice person who asked me to.
***end of disclaimer***
as I watched the Sun gently touch the mountains in the distance, a feeling of fear crept over me as I thought of the upcoming night.
I thought of the nights myriad terrors and mysteries man was not meant to know.
I shivered with more than cold as I thought of the eyes that stared and of the nameless sounds that caused imaginations to soar.
As I shivered the old Owl alighted beside me, his wise eyes sorting through my scattered thoughts.
Than he spoke to me in the quiet measured tones that all owls possess.
"Do not fear, young one, for the night is not to be feared but embraced.
It sounds and sights are to marvel and enlighten the wanderer.
(WF28 Taming 2) Shadows ApproachAnnik pounced taking down the deer easily. Padfoot in dog form trotted up beside him giving the young tokota an approving smile. Annik's tail wagged happily. Padfoot left him to his meal shifting back to human and sitting below a tree. The tree was large almost completely alone in the field surrounding it. It's lowest branches where high leaving plenty of space for Padfoot to relax and enough cover that it was relatively without snow. She pulled out a sketchbook and settled in to think. Panik was going to be an issue that Padfoot wasn't quite sure how to deal with.(WF28 Taming 2) Shadows Approach2 hours ago in Short Stories
Padfoot paused for a moment a bit of movement caught her eye it was Balan again standing a few feet away from the deer. Padfoot watched wondering what Annik would do she wasn’t worried about a fight between these two even tempered tokotas so she didn't feel the need to get involved. Annik looked up noticing the sphinx there was a pause before Annik wagging his tail walked up to Balan and licked his nose before returnin
Dirty Artist (Anthro Vixen TF/TG) [TF MONTH]Josh was an artist, and would often post his works online. It was a common practice, but you wouldn't find his pieces on most art sites. Mostly because his drawings were very mature. Were they popular? Sure. Family friendly? Far from it. Granted he was kind of a big deal to both the community that actively searched for that kind of thing, and those against that kind of thing.Dirty Artist (Anthro Vixen TF/TG) [TF MONTH]2 hours ago in Short Stories
As such, Josh's inbox was filled with both fan and hate mail. He read them all. From people praising his work to personal attacks at him. It was kind of the life of an artist who drew those kind of works. Of course, as they say the show must go on even when the signs can tell you to stop.
This would ring true for a series of emails. One had no title, and simply had the word "Stop." It was odd, normally those kind of messages had more effort into them. He shrugged it off and kept on working. Next day another email from the same person this time with the message "2 more days. Stop." The next day would ha
On The RunEllie was so excited, she had recently heard of a pack of wild Tokota’s that had settled nearby and could not wait to take Redd and Rosso out to investigate. Though they were both still very young and quite inexperienced, Ellie knew taking them to visit wild Tokota’s would be a good learning experience for the both of them. She also would be in need of Rosso’s tracking skills and in need of Redd if their interaction with the wilds turned sour. Also tagging along with them on their adventures, was and old friend of theirs, Balan, he was known to have a calming effect on Tokota’s most notably wild ones, and would occasionally act as a mediator when things turned ugly.On The Run3 hours ago in Short Stories
Though she was quite young herself, Ellie was quite experienced when it came to dealing with other Tokota’s especially wild ones. She had always loved being around them when she had the chance and found each individual one unique and quite fascinating. Ellie was also quite prepared for th
DotW: Goner (Lykos|Anders)---DotW: Goner (Lykos|Anders)3 hours ago in Short Stories
Their trip to the river had begun during the morning, by the time that Lykos and Anders had gotten out of harms way and rested up from their ordeal the sun was setting. Even though it was still relatively early in the evening, Winter had a way of taking the day with it. Curled at the base of the tree, Lykos laid awake with his chin propped up on his front paws. His body was exhausted from the earlier chaos with the cougars, but his mind raced with endless thoughts.
A golden eye flickered to the spot next to him where the Magister's form laid. The Viper watched the older wolf's frame rise and fall as her breathed before looking at his newest wound. Anders hadn't been gravely inured, but the four rows of scratches did look deep and a bit painful. The fear Lykos had felt when the mountain lions was different than his last run-in with them, it did not feel like this when he was running for his life with that Fellfang wolf, this was a far more overwhelming feeling...o
Something FlawedShe waited for it to wake, as she knew that it would soon; it was just a gut feeling, though. Not even she knew what this creature was, what it was capable of, but that's just why she was so interested in it. She couldn't recall ever seeing a creature such as this; not in books and old tomes, nowhere. That was strange in and of itself: the existence of even the most obscure of creatures are recorded somewhere.Something Flawed3 hours ago in Short Stories
She was brought out of her thoughts by a slight stirring of the creature, which hadn't moved at all since she found it. Besides the slight movements of its body, there were no other signs that the creature had woken up. The air around it was thick and almost rancid, and it felt like the air was vibrating; it was a wholly uncomfortable feeling. She began to back away, the heels of her shoes knocking pebbles loose from the ground, but froze when she when she saw the creature move, more than just slight stirrings.
It sat up stiffly, and its joints made a sound akin to old floorboard
Poor Little Rich BoyFeaturing Officer FitzwilliamPoor Little Rich Boy4 hours ago in Short Stories
Spring, Year 764 of the New Age
Glenmore, In the Forest Near Earrann's Rest
It had been a year. A year. A year ago he had been promoted, a year ago King Rafe had called out his name over these forests. A year ago he had felt, for the first time, that he had made the right decision. That all of this wasn't for naught. That maybe, just maybe, he could make something of himself without the shadows of his father's name holding him down and drowning him in privilege. He thought, back then, that he could maybe be the Captain that this herd needed, the one that would return Glenmore to greatness. The one that could protect the kingdom from all those who dared to race into her forests with blazing eyes or watery threats, with pelts as black as night and hearts as cold as ice. He thought, perhaps, he would do something grand.
But that was then. And this was now. And
Maple Lore (aka Monster-Girl World Lore)Section 1: A Brief Overview of Maple Empire & Autumn City.Maple Lore (aka Monster-Girl World Lore)4 hours ago in Short Stories
Once upon a time, there was a corrupt kingdom called Maple Empire—well honestly, it was really corrupt—but let’s skew things into a more positive light shall we? The sun rarely shined, horrible beasts roamed the land, and things were in a perpetual state of autumn. But on a brighter note, look at that titanic monster of industry bellowing smog into the sky.
That city is beautiful isn’t she? This leviathan of cold steel and pollution is Autumn City. She’s the capital of Maple Empire. Queen Mary lives in that castle which towers above everything else.
You think this is a gloomy world?
I beg you to change your perspective, friend. While you may see the horrors of industrialization, gluttony, and greed: I see the boons of capitalism and individualism.
But Autumn City isn’t a metropolis where the extremely fat and wealthy pull the strings. In fact, Maple Empire
Taming Attempt 1 - WF28Tyr sighed as they bundled up in their winter furs, their day in their clan had gone worse then ever before. Normally they could shrug off the biting words of the other teens for not having a tokota but today had been really bad. There had been rumors of a wild pack roaming near by – the Ila Pack to be specific as this technically was still their territory – and all the other members of the clan were boasting about how they would be the one to tame one of the gorgeous creatures. Everyone, even their parents, had told Tyr that they would be unsuccessful at even finding the pack, let alone taming one of its members. Because of this, they needed to get away for a while just to find some peace and quite.Taming Attempt 1 - WF285 hours ago in Short Stories
Grabbing their elk skin bag, already packed with basic camping gear, Tyr ran to the kitchen to pack some provisions for their trip as they had decided to go to their private cabin some distance down the mountain and near the valley – namely some bread, cheese made from th
A Journey Across The FlatsSarah Jones shivered quite violently as she sat up in the saddle upon Hades's great and very broad back. The two of them were both once again in the territory of the Ila Pack (Or 'Companion' Pack as it was translated) which was in that of the Qammutiq Flats, which consisted mostly of a barren snowy valley which further surrounded the Qammutiq Lake. The Ila Pack was well known by the local townsfolk especially as being the largest of the four wild packs that inhabited the lands and the wildernesses of the land of Tokotna. However it was not just that every single person whether it was a member of the TCA, normal townsfolk or tokota handler knew that fact there was also the fact that, the Ila pack was a closely knit pack of remarkably well dispositioned individuals. Aesthetically, they appear to be comprised of mostly bright coat colors, and the pack members tend to lean more toward a diet of hare and small mammals rather than large game unlike those members of the Desna PA Journey Across The Flats5 hours ago in Short Stories
Checking on the LocalsHe was at it again. But why stop? These massive beasts known as Tokotas had captured his imagination. They were intricate creatures that often lived in packs, but had also been seen alone. And each one he’d ever met had a unique personality all their own!Checking on the Locals7 hours ago in Short Stories
Tikaani sighed wistfully, earning himself a cold, wet nose to the cheek. He started and turned to find the honey-colored eyes of Ramses watching him. Smiling, the Ancient reached up and scratched the dire’s thickly furred neck.
“Hello, Ramses. Did you sleep alright?” The Tokota gave a soft grunt in reply, turning to look at the drift of snow that had built up behind him as he slept. It was winter, but the Qammutiq Flats always seemed to have an abundance of snow. Perhaps it was due to the large lake at the center and relatively barren landscape that surrounded it. The windswept land around the lake had flurries all season long. However, it was here that a very well-known Tokota Pack made their home: the Ila Pac
Full Moon FireThe broken sign hangs by weathered strings outside the abandoned mansion, or what’s left of it. A mansion that once ruled the town below like a castle now stands in the overgrown forest reclaimed by the earth. The sign outside the tilted interlocking gates used to read “Here Lies Heaven’s Gate” but now growls “Here Lies Hell’s Gate” the n torn apart to resemble two ‘l’s. The other letters leaving behind holes for birds to nestle in for cover from the neighborhood children. Tonight was no different than any other full moon night but some folly driven teenagers decided to trespass on my homeland.Full Moon Fire7 hours ago in Short Stories
“You can’t eat them.” The voice rattled me from my thoughts. Turning to him I saw my partner staring down at the children like a hawk stalking its prey which ironic considering he is a hawk. He didn’t glance at me even after gathering my attention.
“Geeze. Can’t you find another way of talking to me? You ne
Death in the Noros familyUn matin, le professeur Noros sorti de son laboratoire. Il ne savait pas quel jour il était, mais ce n'était pas nouveau ça. Il se perdait bien trop souvent dans ses recherches, les soirées se transformaient en journées et les journées en semaines. Mais ses études, ses projets ne pouvaient pas attendre. Découvrir l'origine du pouvoir des pokémons feu était une porte vers une énergie renouvelable. Bon, peut-être pas propre, mais mieux que l'essence.Death in the Noros family7 hours ago in Short Stories
Le problème, c'était de trouver un moyen de contrôler cette explosion qui prenait vie dans les glandes des pokémons feu.
Il avait disséqué nombre de ces dernières (ne vous inquiétez pas, il n'a pas braconné du pokémon pour les avoirs), fait d'incroyables progrès, mais le mystère restait toujours entier.
Des cernes sous les yeux tellement profondes qu'on aurait dit l'empereur Papalkia, il tâtonna vers la cuisine. Il ava
Rising SmokeSummer, Year 763 of the New AgeRising Smoke7 hours ago in Short Stories
Silverthorne, The Silverwood
Featuring Cleon and Ild
Why did he let himself get talked into fawnsitting his sister? Sure, he did not loathe her anymore like he had in the past - talking and spending time with his father had greatly helped him understanding why he did not like her - but he still just could not understand it. He had better, funnier, things to do! Ild was still slower than him and you could not exactly call her brave, so she was very far from how his friends were. The only thing she was good at was magic and he would not play around with that. Oh no, he was not going to let her rub that in his face!
Lifting his head for a moment he looked around to make sure that Ild was all good and safe - having her get hurt while he was looking after her would not look good after all - before he settled back into the lush grass that grew between the forest’s trees. Why did he even need to be here? It was not like she was doi
The Trial III (fox tf)Ben swallowed the rest of his meal and wiped his muzzle clean. Now he had to find water for a change; the dry bread had left his throat scratchy and parched. He strained his ears, hoping to hear a stream or river nearby, but he wasn’t lucky, of course.The Trial III (fox tf)7 hours ago in Short Stories
A strange thought occurred to him, something he had never thought about earlier. Was he in hell? A demon brought him to this place. And if there were demons, was there a devil and a god above all of this? Ben had never been a very religious person, but he never thought that he’d deserve such a harsh punishment. But then again, who was he to judge?
Suddenly a wave of sadness and melancholy flooded through him. Ben whimpered and his ears dropped. He missed his wife. Even if he did cheat on her, he still loved her so much. Ben leaned against a nearby tree and slid to the ground.
Her smiles. He loved her smiles. What did she say on their wedding night? Ben somehow found it challenging to recall. The memory was faded, but i
Meet the Clan: Vore Warning Hi, I'm Joshua Fang. I'm a human, twelve year old boy, who has been adopted by a family of dragons. I'm not kidding! I know it's hard to believe but it's true. I live with my brother and sister, Jack and Marria. Usually, we hang out in our ‘haunted’ house, and play with each other. Today, however, is special. I'm going to see my new parents for the first time! I can't wait to meet them! Jack says that they're huge and can't wait to see me as well.Meet the Clan: Vore Warning7 hours ago in Short Stories
The trip there is going to take at least a day. Jack and Marria are going to fill their bellies so they can fly nonstop. I'm packing some pairs of clothing and dried food for the flight. Jack was eating a large amount of turkey and deer when Marria licked my face.
“You should fill me up for the trip!” she said. Okay, if Marria ever licks someone, not only is it a sign of affection, but also a black spot reminding you that you are going to wind up in her stom