Pregnancy Cravings (2P!Canada X Pregnant!Reader)Pregnancy Cravings (2P!Canada X Pregnant!Reader)12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mattie!" you call to your husband of two years from the couch. "What?" he replies gruffly, walking into the living room. "I'm hungry." You state. "Again?" Matt asks in a disbelieving tone. "You forget, I'm eating for two." you say gesturing to your mountain of a stomach. "Okay. What the hell do you want me to make?" he sighs, defeated. "French fries and chocolate sauce. Oh wait no! Strawberries and balsamic vinegar. No wait. Last time i ate that i puked my guts out. WAIT. HOLD THE PHONE. I GOT IT. MAKE ME A FLUFFERNUTTER." You decide. "Everything you just listed sounds fucking disgusting. And what the actual fuck is a "Fluffernutter"? Is that even an actual thing?" he says, scrunching up his face. "You think that’s disgusting? Have you actually thought about some of the things you eat? Sushi pizza? Rice with maple syrup on top?" you point out. "Maple syrup is good on fucking everything! But other than that i get the point. So you want me to make you one of those
The EncounterThe Ninja entered his sanctuary, a little bit surprised to see Whisper standing there, watching the screens.The Encounter20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She seemed to be watching different dissolveds involved in different activities.
The Ninja would do this all the time, and he became curious to why Whisper was doing such as well. He remained hidden in the background, watching his young companion carefully. He noticed a strange, yet familiar look on her face.
Whisper sighed and lowered her head. "I'll never fit in..." She mumbled to herself, "As a grey... As a Dissolved... It doesn't matter. They are either bullies or pretenders... No one really cares..."
"I care..." The Ninja thought, but did not say out loud.
The Ninja stared at the young dissolved, understanding her loneliness all too well, and heartbroken to see her this way. He averted his gaze in thought.
No young blood should have to feel this way. He had years of experiencing this kind of pain, but had even more time to learn how to cope with it.
The Ninja wanted t
The Carrington Christmas Capers“Thanks very much for stopping by to put up the tree tiger,” Grandma Marie told me as she handed me a sparkly red bauble.The Carrington Christmas Capers5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Like I was going to miss this,” I replied, finding a spare branch on her authentic fir tree to hang the ornament from. “The decorating of the Merton Christmas tree is a tradition second only to mince pies.”
“Well you do such an excellent job Sara,” she told me as she opened a second box, containing a set of bright green ribbons to tie around the branches. “Shame your second in command couldn’t be here.”
“What, Chris?” I snorted. “His gig isn’t until this evening, he could have at least come for an hour instead of practicing for the hundredth time.”
“Come now Sara, it’s fantastic you both have such active social lives. You shouldn’t feel like you have to go out of your way just to spend time with me and yo
Silvermane BioSilvermane Bio10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Name : Silvermane
Age : 26
Gender : Male
Sexuality : Bi
Weight : 376 lbs
Cutiemark : Scroll and quill
Mane colour : black with dark grey strips
Tail colour : Black
Body colour : light grey
Hoof colour : Black
Extras : Black spot at the base of his horn
He comes across as a shy pony and tends to be a shy pony but when around friends he tends to betray that and can be very social.Not much of party pony as being social for long periods of time wear him down quickly. However desipte this he can very assertive with ponies under his command or when he's doing his job rarely showing fear instead holding back.Not being very social means he struggles to form lasting relationships annd has been rejected by mares many times adding to his shy nature.
He was born in Canterlot castle hospitals.Being of a long line of pure blood unicorn of the the Silver family who stretch back to before equestria and have roots in the original unicorn royal court
Ratchet and Angela: ChristmasIt was Christmas time in the Trinity of Galaxies (A/N: my conceived idea of Polaris, Solana and Bogon united as one) and with no imminent threat posed since the defeat of the Prog siblings; everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Christmas.Ratchet and Angela: Christmas16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the Apogee Space Station in the Nundac Asteroid Belt, the intergalactic heroes Ratchet and Clank were with their friend Talwyn, helping her put up decorations.
Ratchet is putting the lights around the Christmas tree while Clank, using his copter on his head, places the Christmas star on the tree. Clank smiled and chuckled.
"Eh he, he, he, a nice fit," Clank commented, as he hovered back down.
"You said it, pal." Ratchet smiled, as Clank flew down and the duo looked at the Christmas tree as it was bright and beautiful.
"At least I didn't have to use the Winterizer this time." Ratchet mentioned a weapon he used during his adventure against the Prog siblings who were going to use the Dimensionator to release the Nethers into the Polaris g
THE DIRTY DOGTHE DIRTY DOG18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Dirty Dog
By Philip Brocklehurst
Down a green meadow, across the blue river, lay a quiet little village. A peaceful community never stirred by any chaotic hustle and bustle, never frantic as the city life many miles over. Located on the outside of the small village lived one family in particular: the Trenchers.
Mr. and Mrs. Trencher, a humble farmer, a big bushy beard like that of Father Christmas, warm greeting eyes, a face of a worker and a bulging gut, and his wife, flowing locks of blonde hair, eyes the shine of sapphires, the face of the sweetest that could be. People often wondered why she married a man of such gruffness, the answer was simple: she loved him. The husband and wife lived with their two kids, Ian and Tisa, a cheeky rascal of 8 and delicate sweetest angel of 5. Mommy's boy, Daddy's girl.
Although not a perfect family by any means, they'd have their quarrels, disagreements, family feuds. The family stood together through thick and thin, through thunderous storms a
Chapter 7 - Saying Goodbye to FriendsThere was a rumbling in Camp following the Rogue attack, and it was only just beginning to surface. Cindermoon had been visited by Starclan and had been instructed to form a new Clan, Dawnclan, taking with her some of the Rogues that had changed sides to help the Clan Cats in the battle and with them some of the Moonclan Cats that had opted to leave to help her begin her new Clan.Chapter 7 - Saying Goodbye to Friends11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Softpaw just naturally assumed that the Cats that would go wouldn't be those that she knew, after all they were loyal to Moonclan and Patchstar, why would they want to leave? Mudpaw seemed to be of exactly the same opinion which was why it didn't take long for him to tell them that Mosspaw was planning on leaving with Cindermoon.
"But why?" Featherpaw exclaimed, sitting down in shock as she heard the news, "Why would you want to leave?"
Exactly the same question was running through all of their heads as they stared at Mosspaw waiting to hear what possible answers she could have, because they couldn't think of
10What would you do if you had 10 left to live. It could mean years, months, weeks, days, hours, miniutes, seconds or something else. Mindless, what would you do. Say goodbye to everyone you care about? Confess anything? Try to do what you always wanted? Do whatever you wanted? What would you do?109 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Me, I didn't do anything. I sat there and waited for my end, I regret that, and now that end has been passed onto you. So, will you do what I did? No, of course you won't. You're better than that, aren't you? You have friends and family and others, don't you? There are things you want to do, to get done, to finish, to start, right? There's so much of your life that isn't complete, isn't there?
So, what the fuck are you going to do with the rest of it, because...you don't have long. Better get started before your time is up.
[HT] Seven DaysI WROTE A THING.[HT] Seven Days7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A DEPRESSING THING.
READ THE DESCRIPTION FOR DIGRESSING.
Warning: Umm, violence I guess? It’s heavily implied. And there’s blood. A puppy may or may not get kicked.
On the first day, it rained. Not heavily, but enough to throw off his usually reliable nose. He almost missed the scent- old tobacco, cheap leather, and gin on his breath. He had to try even harder to catch the metallic scent of blood. Blinking through the darkness, Argus spotted the silhouette, shoulders hunched, fumbling for keys in worn suit pockets. Master is home.
When the figure reaches the door, the dog pressed himself against the tree trunk, peered over crossed arms and prayed for the wind to pass, for the rattle to stop and for the sound to pass the man’s attention. There’s beer soaking the man’s blonde hair.
Now, Argus knows a thing or two about alcohol. He’s never drunk any, not on purpose, but he knows. He can especially relate
Not What We Wanted - LostSpring KitsNot What We WantedNot What We Wanted - LostSpring Kits11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Roleplay between sparkeythehamster and Nugchuppy
She felt like crap.
Early in the morning Lostwish had woken up with a sour feeling in her stomach and had disappeared into the forest when the sun hadn't even brushed against the horizon. But now the sun was almost halfway to sunhigh and Springthorn had somehow managed to find her, crouched behind a bush, retching every now and then. This was some bad mouse that she'd eaten. However, luckily the nauseous feeling was subsiding a little, although this only provided little relief. She still felt positively horrible and knew that she looked the part too, not even having the chance to groom herself in the time she'd been awake.
"This sucks" Lostwish breathed to Springthorn quietly.
"Maybe we should take you to see Mothtrail..." He knew Lostwish wasn't fond of the Medicine Cat, but she was clearly very ill, and surely it would be be
Scarlet bio thingName: Scarlet, 'Lette', 'Let', 'Finny'Scarlet bio thing8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Height and weight: About 6 ft. tall, 167 lbs.
Body type: A bit more thin and tall
Eyes: Normal eye shape + size. Green.
Hair: About halfway down her back, red (She dyes it so it's more red than orange)
Nationality: American, lives in America, American accent
Birthday: April 11th.
Other phys. traits: A few freckles on the bridge of her nose, Right-handed.
Preferred outfits: T-shirts and skinny jeans (daytime), Any comfortable + cool clothes (nighttime)
Family background: Lives with mother (Karen Finnegan, 45) and sisters (Spring Finnegan, 24, Summer Finnegan, 23, Autumn Finnegan, 26, Winter Finnegan, 25, and Annie Finnegan, 17)
General history: Grew up in average family, etc.
Schooling: 12 years, full education
Talents and skills: Writing, editing, being a lazy ass, read
FOG 3.5: ACC, part XClose-by me forever, and love me I prayFOG 3.5: ACC, part X20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Winter, 1 TA
"Watch out below!"
The shout lifted the heads of the Elves, and they scrambled for cover as a heap of snow slid down from above, just narrowly missing a few of them.
Anárië wiped her forehead and looked up, screening her face from the pure whiteness, but she couldn’t really make out much from the top, only that the voice had sounded remarkably like Erestor. And she actually wouldn’t put it past him to be right where he shouldn’t be to begin with.
Someone touched her arm, and she turned to see Berien, standing in the relative safety of one of the archways.
"I’ve brought some warm tea; you could use it, I think."
Gratefully, her friend placed her shovel against the pillar and stepped into shelter to take the offered cup; all around her, the others of her team were doing the same.
Berien watched her with worry on her face: "You work too much, Anná."
Anárië shook her
no Title Chapter Prologue part oneShe opened her eyes slowly, she tried to reach out in front of her only to feel her hand get hit by glass. She was confused, she looked around; she herself was encased in a glass cylinder. She looked down and saw some type of breathing device in her mouth. Then she noticed the bubbles, she was floating in water. She had to wonder, How did she get in this glass prison? Why was she floating in water?no Title Chapter Prologue part one23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She looked out, she saw people. Men and woman in white coats and clipboards. The little girl was confused, they just stared at her like she was some type of animal in the zoo. She didn't appreciate the looks they were giving her and she wanted to crawl away, but there was no where to go.
Looking out she saw other kids her age, all of them in small cages. But she herself was the only one in glass. She placed her palm lightly on the glass, and the people looked interested like this was the first time she made contact. She wasn't thinking all she wanted was out, O-U-T; OUT. She felt the water b
hoilday cosplay ?thanks guys for doing exactly what i said not too x'D ill make sure to never ask for you guys to vote on stuff ever againhoilday cosplay ?1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
trying to decided who to do for my hoilday shoot tomorrow (if i have one) so far the choices are (mind you who ever it is, is going to be in a suit) : miku, mikuo, dandy, jean , or noiz.
probably going to try to lean away from miku and mikuo since i have a lot of vocaloid pictures already. who would look good in a suit ?
and dont just favorite this lmfao. actrually answer it if you saw it
The Prank Club: PrologueThe Prank Club: Prologue31 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue: Welcome to Northwest Secondary
The school smells like rotten eggs and perspiration. The rotten egg smell emanates from the floor I am traversing and I believe such a scent is created by the floor wax the school board insists on using every year. The perspiration is evidently rolling off the nervous grade eight kids who are standing beside me. It is the first day back and the halls are a blur of all different ages of students making their way to class or something of that sort. The grade eight’s roam the halls looking for their classrooms, the grade nine’s prowl the halls looking for grade eigh’ts to pummel, the grade ten’s smoke in the corners, the grade eleven’s sneak sips of vodka from their water bottles and the grade twelve’s act as if we don't ex
A Brotherly RelationshipA Brotherly Relationship9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thanks to the power of Shadow's chaos control, the group of heroes and Eggman were teleported inside the Black Comet. The inside of the comet was not what anyone had expected it to be. The entire place was organized, technological and made so that travel through the comet would be simple for anyone.
"The Black Arms are more advanced then I had first thought they were." Eggman said out loud.
"But which way do we go now?" Tails asked.
While everyone was busy choosing a path to take, Shadow saw Black Doom's Eye floating down one of the passageways. Toni could also see what Shadow was looking at.
"So which way do you think we should go, Shadow?" Sonic asked his counterpart. Sonic received no response from Shadow.
"Shadow?" Sonic asked once again.
The group looked back to find that Shadow had already left.
"Aw man. He ditched us." Sonic complained.
"Wait a sec…" Noah look around and sees that Toni had also already left "Toni isn’t here too!"
The group look around and see that wh