Linajes Sanguineos Durante mi larga existencia eh estudiado una gran cantidad de ciencias, artes y campos de sabiduría. Desde criaturas que habitan las profundidades oscuras del océano, hasta los movimientos cósmicos de las estrellas. Pero un tema que jamas dejara de intrigarme es la relación de este ser, que eh empezado a llamar mi compañera en este largo camino, con el mundo y la historia de los mortales.Linajes Sanguineos17 hours ago in Short Stories
Se que es capaz de cambiar su apariencias, incluso su genero, pero ciertos rasgos se mantienen constantes. Según ella estos representan los aspectos de su nacimiento: Sus ojos representan ambición, codicia, orgullo y progreso, males que plagan la mente de los hombres. Su cuerpo, sin importar su genero, uno exquisito y tentador representa los deseos más carnales y primitivos de la carne. Finalmente su cabello, de ese colo brillante y salvaje, representa las pasiones, no de la carne, sino del corazón. Ira, envidia, locura, entre ot
Dormed to Meet (1/2) I pulled into parking spot 307, like the tag hanging on my rear view mirror said. I turned my car off and stepped outside on the driver's side. I opened the trunk and grabbed as many of my bags as I could. I gazed around my surroundings and a wide grin spread it's way onto my face.Dormed to Meet (1/2)10 hours ago in Short Stories
I was finally here, the college of my dreams, TCU. I was ready to start a new chapter in my life here and begin my journey to becoming something great. I closed my trunk lid with my elbow and tried my best not to drop any of my bags. I figured I'd have to make multiple trips, but that was perfectly fine because the campus was absolutely gorgeous.
I started to pass the trunk, with my wedges clicking on the concrete, when another car zipped in front of me and parked in spot 308, right next to mine. A green Mitsubishi RS, and I believe the 1995 year edition. I must not have seen them coming due to the loads of bags in my arms. I very quickly put out my left hand and wav
Circus by KiraCircus by Kira12 hours ago in Short Stories
Do you like the circus?
I've never been to one.
There was this man.
He was a clown.
He had a big red nose, and big purple shoes, and a big yellow bowtie.
He didn't have a name.
He was simply, "clown".
Clown had many ???
An old baggy donkey,
A lady with a hairy beard,
A man with a big furry lion,
A fantastical magician.
There was a ringleader, too!
Clown would make people laugh whenever he got on stage.
He would make people laugh so much that his mere presence would cause people to burst out in laughter.
What a wonderful noise...
It's a wonderful noise...
The audience is happy...
The white paint washed off.
There was this man.
He was "clown".
He had a big red nose, and big black shoes, and a big white flower.
Clown had many ???
A donkey way too old,
A bald lady,
A big furry lion,
A fake magician.
There was a ringleader, too.
He made people laugh.
Do you like the circus?
I've never been to one.
Info on RequestsSo I've been receiving some notes as to if people can request for things and if they can what are the rules. Despite that I made a Journal entry listing all the rules, I've had fans bring some things to my attention. So I'm going to re post the rules here with some updates.Info on Requests1 day ago in Short Stories
Rules on Requesting:
In order to request, in which ANYONE can, please send me a note containing a person and situation/reason as to why they're getting transformed.
"I have this idea where a man named Jimmy gets scratched by a shadowy figure walking home. When he gets home he transforms into Jennifer Lawrence."
What I Accept:
If you have seen my past work, you get an idea of how I write my TG's. If you send me a request, it is going to be in my style of writing. Sometimes its in third person, sometimes it's in first person. It depends on the story I'm telling.
Things I typically write about and accept are,
• MTF transformations
• MTF Celebrity Transformations
What I Do Not Accept:
I don't write any s
PKMN Skies: True TreasuresKamala had enjoyed her island get away. This floating island was nothing like the tropical trips she had taken in her youth. There were no palms, no fruit trees, and the only Ukulele singing during the night was her own. Still, she had never stayed out in forest like this. There were all sorts of trees out here and it made her think back to Moss Green.PKMN Skies: True Treasures18 hours ago in Short Stories
Pine, fir, maple, and birch trees. So many growing in harmony on an island that seemed more like something out of a work of fiction than real life. Still, Kamala hopped down from her branch. In this world strange and wonderful things had a way of happening. Kamala went up to the board and was shocked. She had enjoyed the slow pace of her camping trip so much that time had slipped through her claws without her even noticing. The last days of the trip were coming and Kamala had failed to use this time to get to know her neighbors better.
Kamala groaned and shook her head. How foolish she had been, but there was still time. She closed her e
Loki Spongeson Oohhh…Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?Loki Spongeson19 hours ago in Short Stories
“If I have to hear that stupid song one more time I’ll have to break this thing the Midgardian’s call a Television,” Loki mutters to himself.
“Then change the channel,” suggests Charlotte without looking up from her book.
“The thing you call a remote is to far away,” the god complains.
“It’s eight inches from your face, so move your arm and get it.”
“Will you change the channel?” asks Loki sweetly.
The god groaned as the theme song finished. While he didn’t understand this Midgardian entertainment, Loki did know that this strange talking sponge show was mindlessly numbing.
“Hey Patrick, want to go je
Day of Reckoning - R3: Jade vs. Megan (part 1)IV. THE FINAL ROUNDDay of Reckoning - R3: Jade vs. Megan (part 1)15 hours ago in Short Stories
It was probably sometime after 9:00 in the morning when an earthquake struck the complex, or rather a Fartquake. My room began shaking violently as I could hear the explosive sound of a fart coming out and echoing throughout the entire place for up to two minutes. And then the sensation continued for another 15 minutes off and on as each quake produced a slightly diminished effect. All the while the aroma of gas began to flow even underneath my door, despite all the lead-lining doors and long corridors and whatnot the sound and smell of female flatulence was finally going to reach my nose in the one spot I thought was going to be spared. I knew immediately who that smell had originated from, but it was soon after that I felt a smaller shaking sensation from an opposite direction with a little bit of green gas being pumped through in a similar fashion, it was at that time I had figured that Jade was finally waking up. It took about 45 minutes for the girls to get the
The Mansion The moon is out, white and bright, shining over the mansion. The clouds are overhead, slightly dark and foreboding. The wind blows a gust of cold air, passing by over the tall trees and bushes. Leaves are strewn about near the gate, orange and yellow in color. The gate creaks slowly, as if rusty for being exposed to the outside for so long. Creak, creak. The path is barren and muddy, for rain had just poured down earlier that evening. Up the path led to a giant mansion. It was made many years ago and now it eroded with time. The bricks were dusty and sandy, rough to the touch. The windows were broken and cobwebs grew by the windowsills. It looked as though someone had broken into the mansion and vandalized it. The red color faded, and it looked nothing more than haunted. The stairs were creaky and ready to break, should someone step on a step. The wood was peeling off and was weak, not able to hold on for long. The platform was not sweeped up for the housemaid had left much long ago. TThe Mansion 12 hours ago in Short Stories
[D-C] What were those days? (part.1)The wind blew that lifeless day, but with the sound of cards, there were existences.[D-C] What were those days? (part.1)5 hours ago in Short Stories
During this called lifeless day, no one could tell what was different. They couldn’t tell what life forms do the skies and trees, nature in general, take in the surrounding. Everything was the same—everywhere—in everyone’s eyes.
There I was laying, who can “see” the beauty of this gambling life that only comes within flashes. I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that it was rare to experience this type of value, though, I also knew that my comrades were conventional about the society so I didn’t bother asking them.
“Fuck, another Full House. Thanks a lot, Olen,” said one of my friends, Hunter.
Olen’s been my best friend since we both met and the one who taught me gambling could make a living. He is also the best player out of our group and he likes using tricks to win in a fair deal. That’s how I’ve gotten better becau
MincuficareaToată lumea din ateliere avea ochii hămesiţi şi adânci înfipţi în orbite, pielea transparentă şi scofâlcită şi gura rânjind în parabolă perfectă.Mincuficarea14 hours ago in Short Stories
Începuse cu studenţii din anul 4. Când până şi cel mai chillax din cei 350 constatase că lucra de peste 24 de ore sărind de la o predare la alta, izbucnise epidemia. La început, câte un student-doi din fiecare atelier se bloca lucrând, ridica privirea către infinit cu mâinile întinse în faţă şi începea să se descărneze. Dezintegrare lentă, ireversibilă, dar sigură. Ceilalţi nu îl băgau în seamă. Erau obişnuiţi să le mai cadă câte un echer, să îşi mai înfige cuţitul în câte un deget lucrând la machetă sau să li se mai lipească ochii cu ade
RoF - The Longest TestACF Leo - Ridden by PandoraCato - Ridden by HidenkaRoF - The Longest Test6 hours ago in Short Stories
Arulia and Sakari could not go with them for the second test, and so Cato and Leo, along with their riders, Hidenka and Pandora, went together for the second trial the tokotas would have to face. A five day trip across the wilderness. Shokou helped Hidenka to pack her supplies, packing a small, light tent, some rations, flashlight, and other necessary supplies for out on the wilderness. He did not want to allow her to go, but she insisted and refused to let him take her place. She finished packing and headed out to meet Pandora and Leo. Pandora was nearly packed, just finishing going through her rations that she would bring along and getting them all in bags attached to the saddle. Leo stood and watched her patiently as she tacked him up, tying the final bags onto the saddle and double checking her mental list of what she needed for the trip. She could not think of anything else she needed and so she got into the saddle and they heade
~Danger and Repulsion.~Ciel grunted, Dixon still half asleep by his side. His ears were still processing the rustling the great, lumbering brown beast made as it trudged through the undergrowth, snuffling for supposedly its next meal; which was not about to be him and his mare.~Danger and Repulsion.~12 hours ago in Short Stories
The cream stallion nudged the golden mare, who immediately woke up, her eyelid shooting open, like he’d just saved her from some traumatic event in her dream. “Hey, we gotta get out of here,” Ciel hissed, one ear trained on the bear, another on Dixon.
“Why?” She groaned, her voice thick with post-awakening grogginess.
“Bear.” He stated simply, his head snapping to where he last heard the plodding footsteps. The mere one syllable word made the overo mare bolt up. “Shh..!” Ciel gave the mare a sideward glance, pointing his muzzle in the direction of a distant treeline. “Go, I'll catch up.”
Dixon rather ungracefully tripped over her legs a few times before getting th
Report: Part 1I’m doing what I have to. This is what I tell myself as I write out what I know. I’m doing what I have to. I know that I should tell someone about this. I know that I should probably tell Conrad or something.,They would know what to do. They would know how to help. But I can’t risk it. I can’t risk letting anything happen to her. She’s far too precious, and I can’t throw that away for anything. And the man said that he would kill her if I didn’t do this. Truly, I am at a loss. I cannot… I don’t know what to do.Report: Part 19 hours ago in Short Stories
I try not to let my doubts get in the way of my writing this report. If I do this right, if I just keep this act up long enough, maybe he’ll stop blackmailing me. Maybe he’ll release me from the constant threat of Gin being killed. I couldn’t live with myself if she died because of something that I could have prevented. I just couldn’t. I would rather die.
I knew what I had to write about this time. Ev
VT fanfic Part 5'I don't know about this...'VT fanfic Part 58 hours ago in Short Stories
'It's for the best, ma'am.' Ugh. What happened? I sat up slowly, groaning. Rubbing my eyes, I saw... A needle pointed at my face. 'Wha-!' I gasped, lying back down.
'You're awake, Jimmy.' A doctor said, hissing.
'Jimmy? What do you mean by Jimmy? I'm Johnny!' I explained, confused. The doctor blinked. It was then I saw mum, standing a few feet away. Why didn't she tell him my name?
'Okay, so he's back...' The doc muttered.
'What do you mean by back? And how did I get here?' I said, voice rising. The doctor put down the needle. But he didn't tell me anything. Which I found annoying. 'Just tell me!! I deserve to know what happened to me!!!' I yelled, probably startling other patients. I glared at him and both the doctor and mum backed away from me, fear spelt on their faces. I didn't pause to ask myself why.
I stood up, breathing heavily. 'I- Well, the police still don't quite know what happened...' The doctor stuttered. I gaped. The police were involved in t
WallowWith a nudge and a bump, Rabbit went skittering off towards the fridges of the territory with Rattler and Tramp pressing in at her from behind --the latter tossing and shaking her head in an attempt to look silly and chide the darker mare into a more playful mood. The Rabbit would not accommodate the youngster though, and all attempts to convey that she wanted to be left alone were ignored, so the black mare simply ended up kicking out with her back hoof whenever Rattler got too close.Wallow1 hour ago in Short Stories
Tramp was too preoccupied scanning his environment to intervene on the shaken mare's behalf; Lichen's absence had motivated him to search with both eyes and ears wide open and finely tuned. While it was characteristic of the older chestnut to meander off, it didn't cause Tramp any less heartache.. Perhaps he didn't have much of a connection to her beyond the fact that she was simply a mare in his territory, but he certainly knew that it was in his best interest to keep close tabs on her. He couldn'
Going to even more sites!I've just joined anonkun and started my first story there. I'm spreading my roots across some more writing sites, as you probably know. You can vote for the next thing that happens in anonkun stories! Would appreciate if you guys took a look!Going to even more sites!2 hours ago in Short Stories
From A Boy To A Man, Chapter 1 Episode 1 Chapter 1From A Boy To A Man, Chapter 1 Episode 122 hours ago in Short Stories
The white cloud flew above me, the sun brightly shone my being as I breathe the air around me. I am now sitting behind the hall building of my high school. I'm here not because I'm a loner, but because I'm in a depression. My grades were plummeting like an asteroid. I have too much assignment to complete in matter of days! For me, this is just one of many depressing moment I'll experience throughout my life, if I stay here of course. Although I have this rebel thought for years, but the reason I would execute that plan is never more reasonable. And I also always feel something out there, on the jungle, is calling me every single damn time! Like it desperately need me to be there. I also has rebellious mind of leaving the city, and head to the wilderness, to either find a new civilization, or make one every night before I went to sleep. I
ZOCT R1 P3. Mistakes Were MadeZOCT R1 P3. Mistakes Were Made21 hours ago in Short Stories
Shae Dra’hk sat in an empty courtyard on top of an unused cart. The warehouses that loomed all around provided many places for an ambush, making him restless. A breath of wind tugged at his cloak and it was the only sound, aside from the occasional bird call, that could be heard. He casually tapped his scythe, which was now folded inwards, which now resembled a baton, against the cart just break the tense silence.
“Such a noise would alert an enemy.” Master Alstred chided. Standing next to Shae, Alstred stood tall and proper as if he was at a formal reception. Shae’s tapping had caused several birds to fly away just as Alstred was about to identify their happy chirping. He thought about his meeting with Selah. Since he was not a contestant and because she trusted him, she had told him about Shae’s opponent and her concerns. He’d listened intently but the only advice he had offer was a letter to cool Idrasate off before he beg
Exploring: The Search BeginsA slight breeze blew through the trees, rustling the orange leaves. Birds flew back and forth between the branches, catching bugs while the sun slowly rose on the horizon.Exploring: The Search Begins14 hours ago in Short Stories
Two tokotas and their riders slowly made their way along a forest path, listening to the chirping of the birds above them.
One of them, a brown yeti, the other one a reddish-brown, walked next to each other listening to the birds and the chatting of their riders.
Embla and Sozin were out searching for a glade that they had heard about, it was said to look like it was taken straight from a fairytale.
They had gotten the general direction, and knew of a few landmarks that they needed to keep an eye out for, as it was difficult to find without them.
“You know, I really like your clothes. They just look fantastic!” Embla said giving Sozin a smile.
“Thank you! Indigo really suits you.” Sozin replied.
“And I’m really jealous of your braids. I can never manage to get my hair to stay in on
Out of Touch Part ThreePart three is up and load to read, here it is: http://www.manic-expression.com/out-of-touch-part-three/Out of Touch Part Three16 hours ago in Short Stories
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El jardin de las luciernagasEl jardín de las luciérnagasEl jardin de las luciernagas16 hours ago in Short Stories
La noche aún era joven. El resplandor de la Luna llena brillaba con todo su esplendor de plata sobre el bosque, y el lobo café estaba complacido de poder estar aún en su presencia. Acababa de aullar, dejando salir un poco de lo que afligía a su corazón, liberando las tristezas que en él se llegaban a refugiar. Y ahora, con el viento soplando aún sobre su pelaje y el Astro Reina cubriéndolo con su luz de plata, se levantó de su lugar junto al lago para caminar hacia su otro lugar preferido: su claro secreto.
Caminó con paso ligero, sin prisas. Sabía que el tiempo, una cálida noche, era idóneo para que sus luminosas amigas estuvieran presentes, y la Luna otorgaba la iluminación perfecta para tan bello espectáculo natural. Recorrió un camino que solo él conocía, pasando entre arbustos cuyas ramas y hojas acariciaron su pelaje, impregnándolo con