BEN x MAJORA'S MASK MOON CRACK SHIPPING THINGBEN x MAJORA'S MASK MOON CRACK SHIPPING THING9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Night of the 420th Day
69 Hours Remain
(oh aren't you funny)
It was night, and the moon was about to crash for like the millionth time because Link keeps dicking with the time and wanting to score with ugly chicks over and over, while everyone else is just like "oH NUUUUUU THE MOON BRO"
Twas the perfect night for BEN to confess his love to that sexy ass moon. Just thinking about those hella scary eyes and that giant ass mouth made BEN's vagina penis harden like the Stone Tower Temple. (ooooh see what I did there)
He walked up the steps of the Clock Tower and gazed upon the moon, which was eerily creeping closer to Termina.
All it took was one look and then BEN said "Fuck me."
The moon's orangey-yellow eyes got brighter. "I...I shall consume. Consume...consume everything."
"Dude I would like, love for you to consume my ass right now. Like dude, you should totally open your mouth and let me stick my dick in it or you can get smaller and I can shove y
Past, Present, Neverland (Dr WhaleXReader) P10Past, Present, Neverland (Dr WhaleXReader) P109 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Unfortunately supplies on the ship ran low meaning a trip to the Island. Hook offered to go by himself but since Pan was the last person you trusted you and Mr Smee went with him. Hook led the way slashing at vines and branches with his sword while Mr Smee followed in the middle with the lantern and you behind with your sword out just encase. You paused when you heard rustling in the bushes near you and looked over cautiously. Mr Smee and Hook continued on and went right at the forked path up ahead. Convincing yourself it was nothing you continued on and took the left path after seeing a glimpse of light down it. Only when you couldn't find Hook or Mr Smee did you realize you were lost on Neverland.
"Damn Neverland. Damn Peter Pan" You grumbled to yourself turning back to go the way you came. After an hour of walking you just ended up getting more lost. Rustling in the bushes alerted you once more causing you to grip the hilt of your sword tighter. You raised it when some
Dragon's TouchShe looked over at the girl across the way, the wind started to blow slightly, it swept up her hair and her hooded cape a little ways. This is the moment in her life she had prepared for, to destroy the woman who had tormented and hurt her for so long.Dragon's Touch4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today the woman would feel the Dragons Touch.
“A Dragon can not defeat a demon much like myself girl” She has said with a smirk, “My strength is far greater then yours Demi.”
The Dragon, Demi was her name just closed her eyes and ripped off her cape letting it get carried by the wind. Her arm, which had scales and talons like a dragon now becoming visible, and the scares that wrapped around her neck and spiraled down into her shirt now hidden underneath the fabric.
“I'm about to show you the strength of a Dragon Olivia” Demi hissed, her eyes turning a blood red. Patches of scales appearing around her body, and also making an appearance on her body where giant wings and a tail. Demi was cursed with this
Marcus and Dr Jack Oneshot“Dr Jack?” The familiar voice called out to him. The oncologist smiled, finishing his chat with one of the other child patients of Ward C. He stood up from his kneeling position beside the young girl’s bed, moving towards his favourite patient, Marcus Andrews. He bed was in the corner of the room, surrounded by IVs and machines, none of which were attached to the patient. In fact, from a distance, the bed looked completely unoccupied. That is, until his eyes skimmed across the crisp white pillow at the head, where a tiny lump rested. As he got closer, the lump became a tiny blanket, and then an equally small five year old boy, at most four inches tall in height.Marcus and Dr Jack Oneshot12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Dr Jack?” Marcus called again, his blanket pulled up to his chin tightly. Jack could see his tiny features lit up by one of the flashing machines by his bed. Marcus was by far his cutest patient- a mop of yellow bangs framing brilliant blue eyes and a small smile. At the moment he wore a miniaturi
Kiki Origin StoryKiki sat behind her desk at school, listening as her teacher droned on and on about the fall of Rome. God she hated school… this was all SO boring… all she wanted to do was leave. Eventually the class ended and she sat up, picking up her backpack and walking out. Her cat, Fantasma, poked her head out of the book bag and looked at her, her little witch hat slightly askew.Kiki Origin Story14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey Kiki, we going home now?” she asked.
“Yea…” She responded, walking down the sidewalk.
After about 10 minutes of walking she heard a small rustle in a bush a few meters away. She peered over to it, and saw a face poking out. It was a weird face… a big red smile, clearly a mask. She was mildly startled by this.
Fantasma saw him and hissed.
“He’s weird!” she said.
As she finished her sentence, he climbed out of the bush in his dark regalia, black hood, pants and gloves along with thick black boots hiding any scrap of skin. He began to walk toward her,
CookingI blinked repeatedly to assure what I was seeing was not the result of my masochistic, sleep-deprived imagination. The spaghetti? It was alright, a dish no starved college-level cook would dare turn their head at, the tomatoes finding solace with their brief skirmish with the chef in being part of an adequately prepared quick meal. The roasted potatoes? They were the definition of perfect; an outer layer as crunchy as running wildly in a field of trees in autumn as leaves keep falling over you, interrupting the occasional golden glimmers of light from overhead warming your soul. An inside as fluffy as a happy prize sheep wandering through a meadow, so bouncy and tantalising to the watchful eyes of a pack of rabid wolves hiding in the forest ever so quietly. If I had placed any stock in my ability to cook meals that barely required any attention or effort, I would be happy with myself with what I had already made. But spaghetti and potatoes were not everything.Cooking15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stared at the saucepan.
Courage Test (Rebel Arcade) [Incomplete]Darkness encompasses our path. The lights flicker dimly, and the sounds of heavy metal can be heard in the distance. Is it because the frigate we’re in is starting to split in half? Or is it possible the station itself can sense fear too? Heavy breathing comes from my side. It is rhythmatic, going at a certain pace that only people who’ve lost their will to live produce. I look to my left and see her hands trembling and her eyes focused on the ground. She’s lost it, there’s no way I’d get her back now. Suddenly a crashing noise from directly in front of us startles us both into looking straight ahead. What was that? Was it one of them? Where did it come from? My mind was racing, I had no idea what to do. I thought I was in control, but now I find myself quivering in fear with nothing to save me from my impending doom. I move the sidestick up and down, left and right, just so I could see what exactly caused those sounds. The large and heavy mech was slow, sCourage Test (Rebel Arcade) [Incomplete]4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
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working on TBS!
Twisted FateTwisted FateTwisted Fate12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Jack Brock
I felt something hit me, something fast and metal, my bones crushed under the weight, the speed launching me a few feet back. The vehicle stopped and the owner ran out, screaming, asking if I was okay. I would love to answer her question, but I can’t move, I can’t feel anything, except for a broken rib spearing my lung. I felt myself slip from consciousness, a shadowy darkness rimming my eyes, the darkness spread from the rims of my vision, covering my view. I felt a warm light greet me in the darkness, and suddenly it was ripped away, replaced by a blistering heat, the heat of what I had feared most…
“Welcome to Hell.” A man standing before me, his eyes were dead and soulless, wearing a suit which seemed to vibrate with a green light, I felt like the suit was…
“Its a nice suit right? Made out of human souls. I am the Devil, Satan
Trip of Destiny.I yelled out as my foot got caught on the bus step and I fell over, I looked around and saw a girl smiling at me, so I quickly brushed myself off and walked over to her.Trip of Destiny.12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey, you’re that girl who works at the bookshop right? I saw an interview in the paper.” I said, she nodded and blushed a bit, she seemed shy. I asked her about any sort of maps or maybe an Atlas of Russia. I got a good look at her, she is really cute, with brunette hair down to her shoulders and her bangs brushed to the side, she has a cute shy smile and is blushing a bit, her red cheeks lit up her pale skin. Her blue eyes were framed by her blue glasses, which matched her blue button up shirt and blue knee length skirt, as well as her blue converse shoes.
“Yes, actually I own the store.” She muttered, she had a soft voice.
“Oh that's cool, so you have the maps then? I need one for some uh… business related travels.” I said. She nodded and asked me to follow her to her