Frankie Foster GTS RPFrankie Foster GTS RPFrankie Foster GTS RP4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
No sex stuff
No toilet stuff
Was It Something I Said"Was It Something I Said!?"Was It Something I Said1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
written by: Sara Hervey
(aka IzzyMarrie , also 'The Major')
Fan lyrics for GuruGuru of Naruto
Hey there, are you lost?
You fell down far an' hit your head.
Hey there, little guy,
you don't look fine,
(like at all!)
Oh what am I?
You don't care?
I'll tell you anyway!
I have no name,
but if it's all the same,
let us begin!
We are so much better than you can imagine,
so much greater than you can fathom,
but if you don't mind I have some questions,
like what is that you are sayin', in your sleep,
an' on that note, what are dreams?
But most of all, what has been botherin' me!—
what does it feel like to—
"What is wrong with you! I don't wanna hear a
My Diary, by Lt. Kruger, Entry #17"Up to now, I have been describing the Maramasai and Rackenroon, and the hyenas living there. It may have become obvious that I do not have a very high opinion of them. My own people are somewhat different...My Diary, by Lt. Kruger, Entry #1714 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
The Krugers are not like other hyenas. Smaller on average, they are also smarter and more inclined to use craft and cunning than brute force. We trace our line back to Pawl "Lucky" Kruger--also called "The Alchemist"--who was a "wizard" or scientist. He disapproved of the savage ways of the Maramasai, and, using scientific methods, figured out that there would be a large vein of gold in a particular dormant volcano in southern Africa.
Taking a number of like-minded pioneers with him, he had his wife stake a claim (as males could not own property) and within a few weeks, struck the gold he knew would be there. In order to share the claim with their loyal group of settlers, the Krugers adopted them all, giving them all the surname of Kruger
Explain (DeadpoolXMutant!Reader)Explain (DeadpoolXMutant!Reader)5 hours ago in Short Stories
Bullets flew past you left and right as you dived behind a turned over car for safety. You held your broken arm to your chest as you caught your breath and faintly heard the laugh of your friend over the loud gun fire. Glancing through the broken window of the car you saw Deadpool pulling one of his katana's out of a guys throat. Just as you stood up to resume fighting, your phone rang in your pocket, blaring 'Who let the dogs out'. Groaning you pulled out your phone and saw an angry picture of Wolverine flashing across your screen. Honestly was it to much to ask for him to smile in a photo instead of glaring and wishing the device would explode?
"Hey Logan what's up?" You answered hoping he couldn't hear the gun fire.
"Where are you?" He asked unamused.
"Just...out. Buying groceries and stuff" You replied before a severed head flew past you.
"Heads up! Ha! Heads. See what I did there?!" Deadpool called before he started laughing at his own joke.
"Scott said you
The Cat Ladies CabinetI can feel her coming. She's galumphing and trundling over the floor like an old steam train. It's an outrageous lie to call her and her kin light-footed. Her pitter-patter sounds like sabre rattling, her purr like a battle cry. She's pitiless. First she'll rub her head against my old and broken leg, then she'll stretch herself, circle me and sniff on my back before she rams her claws into it. She doesn't even have the decency to attack from the front. It will take between 26 and 58 seconds until the old lady will interrupt this daily torture. I counted. I've been undergoing this ordeal for years. After shushing her, this furry beast of bad intentions will put on her I-can-do-no-harm face, sink her claws once more into me and jump into my broken drawer to nap and gnaw at its border in turn.The Cat Ladies Cabinet7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Last week something so horrible, so unutterable, happened, that I'm inclined to creak out of embarrassment only by recollecting it. The fluffy brute became leaky. The remnants of her overly expensiv
A Helping HandA Helping Hand22 hours ago in Short Stories
(Before we begin, I would like to first make a few points known.
Number one is SPOILERS. This story covers the most recent events of RWBY as well as a proposed aftermath. So if you are not current with the series. You will be spoiled. Number two, as I am writing this. The series is currently at Volume 3 Chapter 11. Thus the finale is currently unknown to me and what you will read is my own ideas on what may come. Finally for those of you who have come here expecting a tickling story may be disappointed.
While i will include some tickling. It will only be for a minor plot device.
I would like to include my usual fare. But the tickling would be forced and likely ruin the overall affect of the story. With that said, I hope you all enjoy.)
At one time the students who walked through the halls of Beacon Academy were filled with pride at being accepted into one of the finest combat sch
Wolf's birthday part oneWolf walked down the hall, and he whined “OLLLIIIVIAAAA!” he rubbed his eyes, “I got coooold! And loneeely!” he peeked in the kitchen, he saw Olivia cooking and the twins sat on the counter to watch, “Can I come in?”Wolf's birthday part one22 hours ago in Short Stories
Both Alex, and Aaron yelled, and Wolf pouted and sat on the floor, “FIIIIINE!” he waited in the hallway till he was giving the green light to go in the kitchen, he tapped on his knees, and he heard two squeals and little heads peek around the corner, “Can Daddy come in now?” The both giggled and held out their arms wanting Wolf to carry them.
Wolf smiled and picked them up, and they both played with his hair, and he looked on the table at all the food laid out on the table, “What is this?”
“its your present..” Olivia stared at him, he looked at her confused, she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, “Wolf....its your birthday”
“oh god it is...I'm hella 19” Wolf
A Regular Appointment at Chapeau VertA Regular Appointment at Chapeau Vert1 day ago in Short Stories
"Chapeau Vert Couples Therapy. Where All Your Problems Are Bound to Change!"
"I don't know, Hayley. This just sounds a bit too suspicious. Besides, why do we need this?" He asked. Sure, he and Hayley had been dating for only a few weeks now, but couples therapy just seemed like too big of a leap.
"But Saaaal, we need it! How are we gonna be able to live together?" She whined, knowing he wouldn't be up to the idea.
"...fine." He sighed. Anything to make her happy, he supposed.
The address on the flier led them to something they didn't expect- instead of a normal office-looking building, the two had found something that looked like a refurbished pub. Inside they could see what appeared to be a waiting room, and it seemed empty. So the two went in, not sure what to expect. A few minutes later, they were found by another man coming out from the next room.
"Oh, hello. You two here for couples therapy?"
"Yeah!" they both chimed in at the same time, Sal reluctant,