Time to be Ship TrashSooooo hello hello! I guess I will do some cheesy pick up lines and/or a ship picture so what do ya wanna see cx? I can draw like Ice Walker trying to be the man he can never be~! Haha.. Sorry *rolls away*Time to be Ship Trash3 hours ago in Short Stories
Peter's Big Day- A HOTFUB StoryDISCLAIMER: This story contains absolutely no sexual content whatsoever. If that is what you seek, please seek help instead. This story was not written by me, but by my friend Starwarrior. I am posting these stories here on his behalf.Peter's Big Day- A HOTFUB Story10 hours ago in Short Stories
The following is an expansion upon an im rpg I had a few weeks ago. It should not be considered HOTFUB "canon".
Eleven year old Peter walked into the HOTFUB studio. He smiled at the security guard while he held up his ID card and made his way into the facility. Excitement bubbled in his belly as he walked along, dressed in blue t shirt, jeans, and flip flops. Today he was about to live out a fantasy.
At some point in his childhood, thanks to his interests and a combination of Where's Waldo books, Peter had become fascinated of the idea of being tickled while locked in a set of stocks. He had joined HOTFUB two years ago and had done several tickling pictures and videos for them and now it looked as though he was going to get his chance to try ou
Papercuts (AKA The Failed Human Experiments) It all began with my friend Mickey and I listening to the radio. The reporter said girl named “Rosie Saxxon”, whose parents were friends of Mickey's, went missing. I was shocked! I didn't know “Saxxon” was an actual surname. Even now, my word processor doesn't recognize it. Anyway, we visited Rosie's parents who were sad and stuff. Then, we decided to visit my other friend Larry. Larry said he was working on some project that he didn't want to tell us about. Mickey and I went home.Papercuts (AKA The Failed Human Experiments)12 hours ago in Short Stories
However, the next day Mickey was missing! Next to his bed, the word “PAPERCUTS [sic]” was written in what I am sure was red ink. So, I went to my other friend Tommy's house. But, he was missing! So, I went to my other, other friend Katie's house. But, she was missing! So, I went to my other, other, other friend Nick's house. But, he was missing! This cycle continued until I decided to go to Larry's house. Af
Lullabye Mask CommercialHas this ever happened to you?Lullabye Mask Commercial23 hours ago in Short Stories
Perhaps you're reading a book late at night. [An attractive full-figured lady of color is shown sitting in a comfy chair with a copy of The Collector.] Or watching a movie. [The same woman is rapt with attention as Who's Harry Crumb? plays on her television, the screen filled with a dramatic close-up of Renee Coleman as a cloth is pressed to her face.] Or even a classic television show. [The woman's eyes are wide behind her glasses as she watches Lynda Carter sag peacefully in the arms of a man as he holds a badly folded cloth under her nose.] Suddenly, you find yourself craving a similar sort of attention... but there's no one there to assist you in this endeavor.
You try to make the best of it. [The woman tips a bottle of Beddy-Bye into a fluffy cotton pad.] But either you find it difficult to self-administer a satisfying dose. [The woman's hand -- holding the soaked pad -- falls away from her face, her bespectacled
Coffee shop meet up: Dane/Bryce rp logDane shuffled out of his last class, adjusting his bag over his shoulder. Posters advertising the Valentines formal were plastered on the walls, around every corner the pink posters warned every one of the incoming date, and Dane had yet to find someone to go with. He had had worked himself into quiet the problem with that. He had run into a Guardian at the mall not too long ago and _may_ have insinuated that he had a European super model boyfriend, which, he did not have. He didn’t have a boyfriend at all! That was something he wanted to fix, but right then, he just needed to focus on getting a date to the dance, work about the rest later.Coffee shop meet up: Dane/Bryce rp log1 day ago in Short Stories
He had planned to ask Bryce, the guy was amusing company, nice arm candy, and probably wouldn’t be opposed to a ‘late night’ considering the last time they spent some solo time together, but the guy had been mysteriously missing from school. He hadn’t seen him around at all, it was like he hadn’t shown
TWA | Zarpa de Ajonjoli | Rol de EntrenamientoEra una mañana silenciosa y tal vez algo fría, todos los gatos del Clan Primavera se disponían a realizar sus tareas, algunos todavía aperezados, como era común en el clan.TWA | Zarpa de Ajonjoli | Rol de Entrenamiento1 day ago in Short Stories
Zarpa de Ajonjolí trotaba con paso alegre a través del campamento, se dirigía a encontrarse con su mentor por primera vez y era en lo único en que podía pensar desde que despertó. Llevaba una sonrisa pegada al rostro y su pecho estaba lleno de emoción por la nueva experiencia, pero también ocultaba un gran temor a fallar o a terminar humillado, el cual intentaba ignorar.
Como era costumbre en el, desde que el sol comenzaba a asomar los primeros rayos en el horizonte, Mordisco de Alcaudón ya estaba fuera de su guarida. Desde que se le había asignado su primer aprendiz la tarde anterior no cabía en su propia emoción, al menos tenía la tranquilidad interna de que el pequeño al que enseñaría era un gato de clan, cosa
Hello parody by BelarusHelloHello parody by Belarus1 day ago in Short Stories
I was wondering if after all these years you'd become one with me
They say time makes love fade
But I still love you
Hello, Big brother?
I'm in Belarus dreaming about when you become one with me
We will be older, and free
I've forgotten how it felt before I break down the door
There's no differences between us
and only like 100 miles
HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE
I'M GONNA BREAK DOWN THE DOOOORRRR
THE HANDLE THAT WAS KEEPING US APART
IS GONE NOW SO PLEASE BECOME ONE WITH ME
HELLO FROM THE OUTSIDE
PLEASE OPEN UP THIS DOOR NOWWW
I JUST WANT TO BECOME ONE WITH YOU
AND I CANT SEE THAT YOU DONT WANT TOO AT ALL
Req: Lauren3222I'd love a story about my friend riley and I having a farting contest in the school hallway, so like we're causing a bunch of other schoo girls to faint. till I pass out from her stink, think you can do that? lolReq: Lauren32222 days ago in Short Stories
It was after lunch at school. I ran into my friend Riley in the hallway.
"Man, I love Taco Tuesdays," I said.
"Me too," Riley replied. "'Cause I get to do this..."
Riley let out a smelly trumpet fart. A few nearby students started complaining.
"Nice one," I said. "But I can do better."
I let out a nasty fart of my own. The other students began to cough as our gases filled the hallway. We were far from finished, however. We continued passing gas for another 3 minutes.
Students began to pass out in the hallway, but we were still gassy. Suddenly, Riley stuck her butt out and ripped the biggest, nastiest fart that afternoon.
Teacher, Please Potty Train MeLet me get this straight, we as high schoolers are in school for approximately seven hours. We are in class for exactly 330 minutes and outside of class for 85 minutes, but let's cut that in half to 42.5 minutes for the time needed to go to our lockers, to get our books, make it to class on time and pass a few words to our peers. So that leaves use 42.5 minutes outside of class, but let's take away 20 minutes to eat lunch. Okay, so we are left with 22.5 minutes to go to the restroom compared to the 330 minutes we are in class, not to forget that we are allowed to eat and drink in class! That 22.5 minutes is now is a small number and we all know that within that time nobody says, “Oh I’m going to go to the restroom because I don’t want to make my teacher angry by asking!” or “I’m going to go to the restroom even though I don’t feel like it but I’m still going to go…”. NO! Nobody wants to or even thinks about using the JohTeacher, Please Potty Train Me2 days ago in Short Stories
Wolf's birthday part TwoWolf frowned as he laid on Demi's lap, he didn't know what to do, he felt completely destroyed, and being at home alone wasn't really something he wanted.Wolf's birthday part Two2 days ago in Short Stories
“Hungry?” Demi asked quietly
“no” Wolf whispered, “I'm just so tired”
“Take a nap” Demi smiled and covered him up, and he yawned and closed his eyes. Demi frowned and told Jeremy to hand her her phone. He did and she scrolled through it and waited.
“Hello?” Ezra said
“I have a favor to ask and only you can do it” Demi said, “Olivia left Wolf a-”
“Give me a day” Ezra said and hung up
Demi looked at Wolf who was still asleep and rubbed his back, she got up gently and put a pillow under him, and smiled, “We'll find her Wolf”
~ ~ ~
Ezra knocked on a door, and a woman opened, he said sorry because it wasn't Olivia, he went to the next door, knocked and again no Olivia, he had been doing this for hours, and he was going to knock on e
PicturesPictures2 days ago in Short Stories
Jesse looked across the room at Hollie and her friends, she was sitting on Jackson's lap painting her nails. She laughed at something Janelle said, and Jesse thought he was gonna melt. He blushed, and he quickly got up and grabbed a chair, dragging it over to the table and sitting in it backwards. Jesse smiled at Hollie and she rolled her eyes and looked the other way. Jesse frowned, and Jackson held Hollie closer to him and lifted his leg up to Jesse's chair, then shoved it back across the room to Jesse's friends. Jesse pouted, and watched Hollie grab Jackson's chin and lightly kiss him. Jesse frowned and look back at his friends, Sam and Pryce were each handing $5 to Mason who smiled proudly.
"Damn I thought for sure he was gonna punch him this time" Sam frowned.
"Man I thought he was gonna just scare him a bit, grab him by his collar and such" Pryce shrugged.
Jesse pouted, "you guys put a bet on it?"
They all nodded, "sorry, but you never know what he's gonna do" Mason smir
Kick Buttowski MMC: SuperstarKICK BUTTOWSKI: SUBURBAN DAREDEVILKick Buttowski MMC: Superstar2 days ago in Short Stories
Main Mellowbrook Crew
KENDALL: If you are what you say you are! A superstar!
WACKY JACKIE: Then have no fear! The camera’s here!
BOTH: And the microphones and they wanna know! Oh oh oh oh!
KICK: Yeah, uh,
A fresh cool young Lu',
tryna catch his microphone check 2, 1, 2.
MAL: Wanna believe my own hype but it's too untrue,
The world brought me to my knees,
what have you brung you?
KICK: Did you improve on the design? Did you do somethin' new?
Well your name ain't on the guest list, who brung you? You!
MAL: The more famous person you come through,
And the sexy lady next to you, you come too.
KICK: And then it hit me,
standing outside of Heaven waiting for God to come and get me,
I'm too uncool.
MAL: Unschooled to the rules and too gumshoe,
BOTH: Too much of a new comer and too uncool.
KICK: Like Shadow and Lavelle, I battle with it well
Tho I need holiday like lady who su
Explain (DeadpoolXMutant!Reader)Explain (DeadpoolXMutant!Reader)2 days 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
A Helping HandA Helping Hand3 days 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 one3 days 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 Vert3 days 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,
ECI - Episode 1 - Welcome to the Sleepy CityEclipse City InvestigatorsECI - Episode 1 - Welcome to the Sleepy City3 days ago in Short Stories
Welcome to the Sleepy City
Eclipse City. A sprawling metropolis, yet by some bizarre twist of fate, one with hardly a night life at all. Once the sun set, most people just decided to head home. Very few had the tenacity or willpower to stay up late for partying, dining, or any other of the commodities common to other cities. This had led, several decades ago, to its nickname of “The Sleepy City.” However, there was more meaning to this name then would be visible at first glance.
For Eclipse City, although lacking in a night life, was not a ghost town once the sun set. Vagrants prowled the lower streets of the city, hiding from the prying eyes of authority figures. The most notorious of these, however, were those in the drug business. There were several drug rings in Eclipse City, each headed by a drug lord. They all dealt in the same business – anesthetics, narcotics designed to render a target unconscious. Gas, injectable,
RED HOOD By: Bryan Seeley (Re-upload)RED HOOD By: Bryan Seeley (Re-upload)3 days ago in Short Stories
Once upon a time...nope, it’s not what you think. This isn’t one of your typical, run of the mill fairy tales, but rather a sequel to a typical run of the mill fairy tale. Rene Hood is now 18 years of age. You may know her better as “Little Red Riding Hood”. Yah, I guess “Hood” is supposed to be a family name.
Rene has had a traumatizing experience as a child do to a wolf attacking her poor Grandmother. Ever since than, she has been a tad unsocial and has a small number of friends. Nevertheless, her most loyal companion is a girl same age as her named Gabby Lorain. Her nickname was “Goldilocks” because of her bright yellow hair, and she became well known at school for surviving an encounter with a family of bears. Sometime after a particularly rough day at school, Rene came home to find her Mother crying on the couch with a blood stain on her special baking apron.
“Mom”, Rene nervously said, “Are you o.k.”.
Komisarz Alex: Dawna MiloscOrlicz i Alex dzielnie brnęli po oblodzonym chodniku. Musieli zaparkować aż pod marketem, gdyż pług nie odwiedził jeszcze strzeżonego osiedla w głębi ulicy Różanej. Wezwanie do morderstwa. Czyli to co zwykle! Rysio dzwoniący z samego rana, krótko opisuje sprawę, po czym podaje adres. Następnie razem z Alexem pakują się do samochodu, nie zjedliwszy wcześniej śniadania. Na miejscu zbrodni czeka już Leon, który dokonał wstępnych oględzin zwłok, po czym sypie czarnym humorem, dodając na koniec mrukliwe "Reszta po sekcji". Dołącza do niego Ryś, który ma już podstawowe informacje o ofierze. Zaraz potem podchodzi Lucynka z listą świadków oraz ich zeznaniami. Na "do widzenia" Alex znajduje narzędzie zbrodni lub coś z czego można pobrać odciski palców.Komisarz Alex: Dawna Milosc3 days ago in Short Stories
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