The Bad Feelings..... Some of use can hide how we feel by bottling up how we feel until the cork pops off, some have friends they know they can confide into with their darkess feelings, some post rants to get the frustration out, and some set back quietly feeling like they are the only ones that can handle the feelings they have.The Bad Feelings.....6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A lot of these people use their art, their stories, their original character(s), and their journals to express how they feel, but yet ther are some that set back and put a fake smile on to hide all their pain they have. You may not be near them to see this, but if you know the person and get to know their patterns you'll be able to tell when their hurting on the inside by their artwork, stories, journals, how they treat their original character(s), and if they are going through a lack of posting anything without giving a reason.
It's always the quiet ones that need the most help. Not saying the ones that actually express it don't, but the o
The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 1THE GASSY COUSINS 3The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 11 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was late October and here I laid on the ground, a flatten surface that had been cleared out for a distance that covered about five acres. A blue tarp was pressed between my slumbering body and the ground. I could hear the small chirping noise of birds around me as a cool damp air descended upon the area. A fog was forming within the valley that I was sleeping in. The sun was just starting to rise in the southeast over a grouping of hills nearby and the light was starting to get to my eye. It was about time for me to get up as it were, but I decided to wake up whenever I wanted to. I could already hear the commotion about a mile or so away from me as breakfast was being cooked for me, but something much bigger was cooking within me that I knew just had to escape, something rather large and rather foul: my Morning Thunder. I made sure my ass was positioned in the right direction, that alone could make or break the day for me and I prepared for the h
HT: Beat and Brutus' Blind DateAfter receiving an unknown text about the dating festival telling him where he was supposed to meet his blind date. So, here he was sitting outside some local cafe await someone apparently called Brutus. Beat sat at one of the outer table flipping through music on his phone, his head phones on. He looked up every now on then to see if anyone was coming near.HT: Beat and Brutus' Blind Date3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Brutus was bored; it seemed interesting to go on a date with a stranger. Perhaps he’d get a free steak and a night’s stay at some human’s house. He approached his location, having been given a note on where to go that morning. Brutus stopped at the cafe, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked around
Beats dual colored eyes caught on to a man... Well man dog that had approached. Whether or not this was the guy he was supposed to be paired up with... He had no idea and he wasn't sure if he should get up and ask either. Beat sorta just continued searching through his music and glancing up toward the other ever
RusPru DreamRusPruRusPru Dream6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gilbert stared up in fear at Damien’s dark blue eyes. He struggled against the rope tying his wrists to the door knob and small noises came through the cloth tied to his mouth. Oberon’s body covering a third of the small room. Damien grabbed Gilbert chin to makes sure he continued to look at him.
“Gilbert, why did you run away, it hurt my feelings, do you not like me anymore?” he purrs leaning down
Gilbert struggled more.
‘Ivan, help me’
Damien continued to lean closer until a sudden SLAM caused him to jerk back. He turned to see Ivan standing in the doorway holding his pipe. Damien smirks. He swiftly unties the rope from the knob and pulls Gilbert to his chest. Ivan growls and lunges but Oberon uses his tail to block his path. Damien drags the squirming Gilbert out to the patio.
“Come Oberon, let’s go” he calls
Oberon growls and leaps out the window. Damien grabs hold of one of the side straps and pulls himself onto the sadd
Pride and PitilessHe was growing suspicious.Pride and Pitiless16 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
She could practically taste it on him when they were together.
Still Friki had ways to take his mind off of things rather quickly.
She could still effectively silence his questioning tongue and fog those doubtful eyes with a haze of lust. Males could be somewhat predictable. Nonetheless Friki knew she was running out of time. She couldn’t keep the foolish feline from thinking too hard on the matter forever.
For now Friki would keep up with this charade. She wanted to see what fruit she and this Sever could bring into the world. Friki also shuddered in anticipation at the thought of seeing his eyes when he realized what he had done. Spawned something he hated and laid with another. Oh, the very thought made her mouth water.
Another night together.
Sever was snoring in the grass and Friki disappeared into the shadows before transforming.
‘Dream well now cat, for soon not even the sweetest dreams will save you from the ni
HPM Safari Zone Catch - A Gentle And Caring SoulIt was a brisk autumn afternoon and Victor was really disliking it right now, even if it wasn't that cold out. The reason he wasn't liking it right now was the fact that it was a clear sign that winter was coming and that it was just going to keep getting colder and colder to the point that the dreaded 's' word would begin to fall from the sky soon.HPM Safari Zone Catch - A Gentle And Caring Soul30 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
And the Garchomp was so not looking for it. He was really missing the warm days where he could go to the beach and swim or surf. He stopped in his tracks then, realizing he didn't do much swimming or surfing during this past summer, he was just too busy with fixing up both his home and clock shop.
Only recently did he finish up the needed repairs.
Victor was slightly startled after feeling something touch his leg. He looked down and smiled at the Shiny Turtwig up on his hind legs with his forelegs against the Garchomp's leg, trying to get his 'mama's' attention.
The Garchomp knelt down on one knee to get close as possible to eye level with
The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 4The sound of my mushy brown excrement was actually heard as my anus expanded to allow for this thick and massive log of shit to leave my ass. To me, it felt like a normal sized turd on a normal-sized bowel movement, but at my current height, nothing was that “small” anymore. The turd I want to guess was about 35 feet in length with a thickness of about eight feet. That was about the size of a school bus, and perhaps close to the weight of one too. I’ve been told that the size of a turd like this was likely near ten tons or so, with some of my largest turds weighing out at about 50 to 100 tons, a lot of shit from a girl like me. As I finished off my first turd I heard it snap away from my ass as it landed on the ground, shaking it a little bit. I smiled a bit as I smelled the increasingly worsening aroma of the air around me, polluted by the high-intensity smell of my dump.The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 451 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
Digimon Tamers-Adventures of Takato and Jeri, Pt.5Takato, Jeri, and their friends were enjoying their plane ride to Okinawa. One female attendant came up to where Takato and Jeri sat. She then noticed that Jeri had no shoes on.Digimon Tamers-Adventures of Takato and Jeri, Pt.51 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Attendant: Excuse me, miss. But is there any reason why you have no shoes?
Jeri: Well, I've been going barefoot for a while now as a lifestyle choice.
Attendant: Oh, okay. As long as your feet aren't too cold. Anything I can get for you two?
Jeri: How bout some soda?
Takato: Oh yeah, me too.
Attendant: coming right up, you two lovebirds. (giggles, walks away)
Takato blushed a little, and so did Jeri.
Soon the plane landed in Okinawa as scheduled. With that, the bubble containing the Digimon soon came off the tail of the plane and landed on the ground, popping and allowing them to move about. Meanwhile, after getting all of their stuff, the Tamers soon heard...
Voice: Yo, Takato!
Takato turned, and they all saw Takato's cousin, Kai Urazoe, racing up to them.
Kai: Hey, cous, it's been a while. Been waitin' for ya
Hard Time - Part 33 - Epilogue (Rhink)Title: Hard Time - Part 33 (Epilogue)Hard Time - Part 33 - Epilogue (Rhink)2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: This is TOTALLY NOT REAL. It is fake. I made it up. Nothing is meant to be implied about any actual real-life people.
Warnings: None, except perhaps extreme fluffiness
Word Count: 2414
10 Years Later
Rhett woke up nervous. He’d planned the day down to the last detail, even going so far as to leave work early the day before and make the two-hour roundtrip to the river to confirm the spring thaw hadn’t washed out the dirt road. He’d bought a bottle of champagne and some fresh-squeezed orange juice and stashed them in the back of the fridge behind the milk. He’d picked up the ring from the jeweler’s: a modest silver band that would flatter Link’s slim fingers, set with a single round sapphire the color of the man’s eyes at sunset.
He might be more ner
Hunting GroundsThe finely carved oak feels warm to the touch. My fingers intimately follow the curves of the wood, tracing the etchings and markings of the master who created it. A taut string runs from top to bottom. A bow of the highest grade, held firmly in hand, will be used for its sole purpose. My arm reaches back for the feathery tip of the hollow arrow in my bound quiver. The arrow sits neatly in the grooves of the bow. Sweat drips from my forehead, splashing neatly on my exposed arm. I draw back, the bow creaking in protest, the string pressed tightly against my fingers, and the arrow perched calmly, ready to unleash its fury. I raise my aim, adjusting the trajectory, as a calm wind blows in from the west. An easy target moves through the brush of the sun bleached forest.Hunting Grounds2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The head is exposed, and as it turns towards me, my prey’s pupils widen in near disbelief as the arrow pierces it’s skull with ease, blood painting the old hunting grounds. It had been so long since the last hun
Bound By WarBound By WarBound By War4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
We are bound by war.
Every single one of us, no matter how much you deny or disbelieve, it is the truth.
Throughout history we as humans have strived to push on and live, even if it means to end that of another life, whether it be by choice or not.
There will always be that, to live on others will be lost by our hands or by another. Within war it is something of equal truth.
Senseless violence, senseless death, bloodshed and insanity.
Though many of us in our generation have not felt the true effects of war, our blood has, our ancestors who fought with bravery and honor. Who fought to preserve what familiarity of life they had, whether it be for others or for themselves, they fought.
Many had lost their lives, lost their way in the horrible madness that is what we call war.
Liberation, freedom, crusades, justice, beliefs.
Unneeded, horrible, evil, atrocious, never ending.
These are a few of the words that many a man, woman or child has uttered when speaking of war no
Unwell fateThe day was closing to the end, as was the assassin’s teashop, with the last customers making their way home together with the Sun. It was Arya’s day off and she expected a quiet evening all to herself, but of course, it was never the case with the kind of life she had. Before the last old man could go out through the door, the doorbell rang and a tall, black haired man stepped through the door – it was Cedric himself. He crossed his arms and winked at Arya; she returned with a nod. When the redhead’s customer was done, Cedric walked to the till and gave Arya a piece of paper.Unwell fate5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Bonjour!” Arya took the note and while reading it, absentmindedly murmured a greeting.
“A mission? Again? Here I was thinking I will be able to catch a break.” The redhead sighed and went to her back room. “Give me a minute – I have to change.” Cedric took the paper and read it himself. The mission was bluntly described and ordered to hunt and kil
A Really Arbitrary Story that is PointlessOnce upon a time, there was a strange person.A Really Arbitrary Story that is Pointless6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her name was Nana Mizu.
In the year 2011, she used to be a fan girl of Kodai.
For three and a half years, Nana would draw fan art and write dumb stories relating to him.
In 2013, the madness continued. Nana met a new friend named Mana.
Together, they trolled Kodai for god knows how long.
Things continued to be like this, and they actually still are.
Then, everything changed when the year 2014 came.
Nana finally got her Super Smash Bros. game.
As usual, she would play as her favorite character Kirby.
But, one day, she played as someone else.
This someone was someone more...prettier....than Kodai.
This someone was a young man named Shulk.
The more Nana played as Shulk, the more her love for Kodai would diminish.
As the days passed, her love for Shulk became immense,
to the point of making Nana even forget who Kodai was in the first place.
Then, the worst thing happened...
Kodai's existence was completely wiped out of Nana's memory
The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 3At my current size, the top of the stadium was below the level of my butt, so I could have clearly stood over the stadium and watched the entire game as if I were in a blimp, but it’s my birthday and I couldn’t be standing the entire time. Therefore, space was created by taking out individually some 15,000 seats in the southern part of the stadium, the bottom of the horseshoe so to speak and the space that remained was created into a special seat for me to view the game. Even with that, I was still higher than the top of the stadium, but everyone was more than accommodating for the football game. The only bad part was…I was still feeling very gassy. I already knew when the first opportunity for me to break wind would be. Prior to the game’s beginning, as the crowd filed in dressed in scarlet and gray to cheer on the Bucks a special ceremony was done to honor my birthday. Everyone applauded me for the effort and seemingly enjoyed the fact that I was here attendinThe Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 357 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 2Walking was really my only way to head up to the city, though it was a real pain in the ass. We tried to carry my body up on some truck one time but my enormous weight kept on buckling the highways as well as demolishing the truck beds themselves, it’s not like I can help it I’m only a 19-year old 8,000-ton girl…well a little over 8,000 tons but that’s beside the point. So I had to walk along a few two-lane highways before moving out onto the expressways that lead north to Columbus. I would get a police escort in the front as well as one in the back, roughly five minutes behind me so that they could stand the toxic fumes of the farts I may cut on the way up. After all, I was quite notorious in my family for farting on road trips, luckily in the open air I could no longer hot box anyone with my farts, but if you were to drive up right behind me after I let one rip you may end up crashing into something….as you know my farts are quite stinky.The Gassy Cousins 3 - Part 21 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Briana and Sam
Never-ending Punishment? (Loki x Avengers) (12)Much to Tony's amusement, it seemed Loki was talk of the town and there was no way in hell the inventor would be letting that go anytime soon.Never-ending Punishment? (Loki x Avengers) (12)1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Mr. Hero, what are you doing today?" He grinned when Loki joined his brother for breakfast as usual, the Jotun glaring as he sat down at his spot at the table.
"I would advise you to stop mortal, lest I curse you." He hissed, clearly not a morning person to be messed with. Tony only laughed as Thor chuckled from where he was making the morning meal for the two.
"Do not mind Loki, he is not one for the mornings as you can tell." The god chuckled, serving Loki before joining him at the table. Tony grinned as he sat across from the two, tinkering with the arm joint of one of his armor arms. There was an odd comfortable silence that descended upon the three, broken not long after by the roar of the Hulk from several floors below.
"Um, Jarvis? What the hell is going on?" Tony asked in alarm, the three standing as they heard crashes from below. A
Game Over TimeWhere. . . . Was she? She felt weighted, sinking, and floating all in the same time. She creaked her eyes open, so heavy she nearly gave up. A sky above, dark and blue and speckled with stars . . . Just like Traverse Town, the first world she had met another person after Lorna.Game Over Time1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
She felt so lost still, so new to everything. Lorna had kept her under close eye and even closer instructions, separate from most anyone that could hinder her path or deter her. But Marcus . . . He had nearly done both on the first two hours they had met.
If she had mind, she would have laughed at herself. He had given her just direction and area to shop, her own clothing not suited for the many days and nights she would travel. Even charged her a fee for assisting, one Mara had no issue in paying, as she should have. Two golden dangled earrings with a ruby studded in each plate. They meant nothing to her without her family. His eyes had gotten so big.
She finally learned what pants were that very same n
NCIS: Stryker Meets World Trigger's TeamNarratorNCIS: Stryker Meets World Trigger's Team2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
After the training...
"Seems you met your fighting ally Reiji"
"I did? How do you know?" Yuma
"Well, he's also an all-rounder. He uses his fists to take down enemies too" Wally as he showed him Jordan's profile
"Woah, wait. He looks like me, yet he's also an all rounder?" Reiji
"Yeah, believe it or not... He's around your power level when it comes to toughness. So much so that him and Marty took down almost everybody's HP to 1. And you know how the ending goes." Wally
"They knock out him with a Mystic Arte?" Yuma
"Yeah, they get surrounded by this aura."
"But... what if I were to tell you that there was a new Trigger On, that could be activated with two fighters of the same class?" Replica
"Is that even possible?" Osamu
"Well knowing you and Yuma, you guys can barely fight the Neighbor creatures."
"Then there's the barrier of C-Class fighters not being able to activate Trigger outside of Border" Replica
"heh I heard you had a tough time with that" Jordan
"Yeah, one of the Aras
What's Your Favorite Flower?The young girl's head sprung up in fright. She wasn't expecting anyone to be around, and some weirdo snuck up on her. "Come again?"What's Your Favorite Flower?2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I asked," the woman laughed, "what's your favorite flower?"
"Um. My favorite flower has got to be a lily, ma'am."
The lady laughed again. "No need to be so formal!" She walked away, leaving the girl alone with her confusion.
The young girl, whose name was Finity, decided to go home, so no other stranger would get a weird idea to approach her.
A few days passed. As many stories go, the coincidence was unbearable when Finity went to the only flower shop in her city to find the strange woman she met those few days ago. She sighed to herself and approached the front counter to place her order.
"Oh! Little miss!" The woman beamed, "I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"Oh, well, here I am."
"Yes! Here you are." She quickly ran to the back and returned with a small bouqet of lilies. "Name?"
"Your name, silly!"
Finity was hesitant to give the woma