The Moon's New Children"I'm so glad things have returned to normal."The Moon's New Children18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Silversoul giggled, licking her new mate's head. "Me too," she agreed with the calico, intertwining her tail with the green-eyed she-cat. "It's nice to not be fighting all of the time."
"I feel like we should do something to celebrate," Frogsplash mewed, pawing at the empty bones of what was their lunch. "We already ate though, so, I don't know what we could do. I'm kind of just restless right now," she wound herself around the silver furred she-cat.
A voice called out from the other side of camp. "Hey lovebirds," it was Scratchpad's voice, and Frogsplash stuck her tongue out at her brother. "Get a den--you're making my stomach churn!"
"You're just jealous!" Frogsplash called back, laughing. Turning back to Silversoul, the calico purred, "Maybe we should get out of camp. We can go exploring--maybe we can go near the twoleg's den again. I was kind of curious about that place."
Silversoul nodded, licking a paw and swiping it over an ear to cl
Moon's RebirthIt had been three days.Moon's Rebirth16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fallenstar hardly remembered anything the previous few days after losing most of his lives; Spiceshadow had insisted the leader stay within his den and rest and allow the Deputy to do his duties.
But this was one duty the Deputy could not do.
Though Fallenstar didn't technically possess the 9 lives a leader should, Cinderstar and the other leaders had explained what StarClan had told them to the awaiting MoonClanners after bringing Fallenstar home. Though most were alright with this, some were still very much against Fallenstar staying as a leader, let alone calling him with the sacred -star at the end of his name. Many of his warriors referred to him as Fallenshadow once again.
Fallenstar couldn't blame them.
Spiceshadow's voice was the one that rang out this time. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan Meeting!"
"Thank you, Spiceshadow," Fallenstar mewed to his deputy, dipping his head to the blue-eyed tom
A Hero and his 'Villian'It had been a normal patrol that night. He’d been out, running from rooftop to rooftop when he'd heard the sounds of a robbery. Quickly he'd rushed down the nearest fire escape and out into the street heading towards the direction of the crashes and shouts. He’d found the scene of the crime with little effort; it wasn't hard to noticed when the entire front part of a pharmacy had been ripped apart. he'd entered the pharmacy, expecting to find drug dealers steal stock for their next batch; what he hadn't expected was to find a 9 foot tall hulking turtle mutant with razor sharp teeth and claws, gorging itself on any and all the drugs it could get it's claws on.A Hero and his 'Villian'14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He’d rushed in, blinding attacking the mutant turtle thinking he could overpower it. He’d been VERY wrong. The turtle mutant had been able to easily hold its own; using its massive size and strength to savagely attack him, even managing to dislocate one of his shoulders before hurling him through a b
Strip PokerStrip PokerStrip Poker19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
TransFun Serum story
Alex looked into the round with a sly grin. "All right." he said and pushed his staple of chips towards the middle of the table. "All in."
Then he leaned back and crossed his arms, daring his poker friends to take up the challenge. Of the six other players, Marcus, Sean and Jonah had already retreated before. After a short moment of hesitation, Jesse joined them.
"Me too, fold." Keith followed Jesse's surrender with a sigh. "Somehow, I don't think that you're bluffing..."
Alex simply gave his friend a vacuous smile. Then his gaze went towards the last remaining player. "So what, you're folding, too, Colin?"
Colin replied Alex' stare levelly. Oh, just you wait. I'm sure you have no idea what I have in store for you... "Call."
AmericaXMute!Reader (Fluff :3)AmericaXMute!Reader (Fluff :3)AmericaXMute!Reader (Fluff :3)18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A box. That’s all it was, well, what it appeared to be. A box on your bed with your boyfriend nowhere to be seen. Knitting your eyebrows, you reached down and picked up the note, the writing looked like it belong to a three year old, this made you laugh inside your head, Alfred always ad terrible hand writing.
Tonight, we’re having a romantic evening, it’s gunna be awesome! Meet me at our favourite restaurant at 6PM, I can’t wait to see you!
And soon after reading, you felt the butterflies erupt in your stomach. Clapping with happiness, you quickly opened the box to find a magnificent dress, it looked beautiful, and to top it off it was in your favourite colour! You grabbed the dress and rushed over to the tall mirror and held the dress close against yourself – from the looks if it, a perfect fit.
Time rolled around and 6PM was approaching. Your hair looked gre
InaniMates“Hey, Donny—you okay?” Beth hugged my arm tightly, smiling up at me kindly. Whatever apprehension I’d felt a minute ago was quickly washed away with love, and I tilted my head down to kiss her on her forehead. She was a gorgeous girl, a little bit short, cure freckles going nicely with her deep auburn hair. She always had an air of innocence about her, even in this fetish convention.InaniMates20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I mean, it sounds crude, but that’s what TransCon is, isn’t it? This year was its opening, and from the description alone, you could tell that it wasn’t exactly... normal. “TransCon 2014! TransFun has decided to open up a convention to exhibit the latest and greatest in transformative technologies! From our simple vials to the chambers that started it all, we are proud to exhibit both our technologies and those of any other companies. Enter at your own leisure—but know you might not leave the convent
His deathFor years now he had prepared himself for this day, and now it had finally come.His death22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He grabbed his hat and his shotgun and barricated himself behind the brick wall of his house.
Through the mirror he stared at the horizon. He knew it was coming, he was ready.
Finally, in the distance, death appeared, riding a beautiful black horse.
So he took a deep breath, pointed directly at the heart of his enemy, and took his shot.
Both the beast and the rider fell, giving in to the cold ground below them.
As he went out of his house to look at the corpse of the two creatures he felt happy, satisfied; he had accomplished his goal.
When he was going back to his house he tripped over a rock and fell.
THE PURPOSELESS MANTHE PURPOSELESS MAN1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Purposeless Man
by Philip Brocklehurst
Here I stand, a ghost in the machine, sealed in my confined box, wrapped in a fleshy container that feels no sensations.
I long to know the senses that others feel that I am so devoid of: warmth, joy, importance, love. I yearn to feel, to be felt. Alas I can not for I am a being of no worth, cold, distant, meaningless and unwanted by all.
I desire to express myself. Everything I say, everything I do is as invisible as I am to others. They can not see me, nor do they care.
I'm the loner standing on the other side of the mirror to society, surrounded by my reflected loneliness.
I mean nothing to all. I strive to make contact but every time I am shunned. Rejected by all, judged before someone has even got to know me. Cruelty, sorrow and torment is that awaits my kindness, my sincerity, my love.
Everyone tries to bring me down, it's a struggle to rise up again. When I need a friend, the only shoulder I have to lean on is my own.
What is worthless
Discovery of Titanic On this day in Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five, the great black seas of the North Atlantic were parted by crafts never before seen in this realm. They plunged beneath the surface of the waves, beneath the rolling tide, and as they descended, the sea became dimmer, and dimmer....and dimmer still until all grew black and infinite. The lights from the craft shone upon the strangest of fishes, and many waves of small plankton-creatures glazed past the windows, and on to their way in this strange and ethereal world.Discovery of Titanic20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Down, down, down....farther still. Then, with a soft 'plunk', the craft lands upon the sea floor. The white Atlantic sand drifts up in waves, floating in the water like smoke. Drifting around and away. The lights shine on this world, but they do not show much. The ocean is too vast, to immense for them to illumine much. The fishes dart back and forth, curious as to who this intruder really is. They have never seen anything like it in all th
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 3)Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 3)15 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.” –Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
I let out yet another sigh, Alfred’s cell phone in my hand. He let me use it to call Arthur but that was almost an hour ago and I haven’t even had the nerve to dial the number. I sit up form where I lay on my bed and look out at the window, seeing the destroyed land that is my country and see Alfred working in the farms, smiling and laughing as he chats with the other’s while picking weeds.
I smile at seeing such a happy sight for once here and then look at the phone in my hand. I take in a deep breath as a dial the number and listen to it ring, my heart beating a million miles an hour.
What if he doesn't want to talk to me?
He could easily be mad at me for wanting to leave…
DieselDiesel2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Images of raids on the homes of drug addicts; taking down her first big time bank robber; catching the famous 'faceless killer' where all images that filled her head. Hour after hour Hannah would fantasise about being the head of the police department, sitting in her fathers chair and receiving all praise and attention she wanted. To her being a cop was a dream, one that was so close to becoming true. Through the eighteen years she’s been alive Hannah had always wanted to be in the police fource and to make her father proud of her.
"Hannah!" Shouted the teacher from across the room and the daydreaming brunet. “Will you pay attention in class!" He shouted again, silencing the class once more.
Hannah snapped out of her daydreaming then stated her teacher dead in the eyes. “Sorry, it won’t happen again.” She huffed, never once breaking her gave.
With a sight the teacher turned back to the bored and continued to wright. As he did so Hannah yawned and sta
Fiolee- A un paso mas Cap.79Fionna: En que estará pensado Bmo...no entiendo lo que me quiere... ano ser....Fiolee- A un paso mas Cap.7915 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Marshall con el brazo con el que rodeaba a Fionna, la giro hacia él, para darle un beso en la frente
Marshall: a mí también me gustas
.......................FIN DEL FLASH BACK...............
Fionna: ¿cómo se enteró?
¿?: No se
Fionna se sobresalta, voltea y mira a nadie, mira a abajo en se encuentra con Lia (se acuerdan de Lia ¿cierto?)
Lia: hola Fionna
Fionna: hola, ¿dónde has estado?
Lia trepa por la pierna de Fionna hasta su hombro derecho
Lia: por ahí, nunca había salido al exterior así que quise explorar un poco
Fionna: eso me recuerda... ¿porque no volviste con Sabio?
Lia: es una costumbre nuestra, al momento en que me dejo venir, y ustedes dejaron y quisieron que viniera estoy a su disposición, mientras así lo quieran ustedes
Fionna: pero Sabio no se sentirá
A Rabbit HoleI was late and to cap it off, I had a run in my stocking all the way up the front of my right leg. I made a pit stop knowing that I wouldn’t make it to my cousins’ wedding on time whether I stopped or not and no matter what I tried next, I would have to sneak into a seat in the back of the outdoor ceremony before my mother noticed my absence. It would be easy to sneak in since it was outside, though the lack of a building would make discretion a hard task. Fate wasn’t doing me any favors, probably because my desire to attend the wedding at all had been dangerously low from the start. The cousins—April and June (no joke)—had decided that they needed a joint wedding and so they were having one: a lavish, unnecessarily large, ridiculous affair as they married two of the biggest assholes I had ever met. April made out slightly better than her sister since her asshole was at least a rich asshole; June’s had nothing goiA Rabbit Hole16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[TGB] Here There Be Bears~ (Lime)Green > Fire Tribe | Character: Damon | Area: The Outskirts | Season: Spring ~[TGB] Here There Be Bears15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Afternoon sky clear, the Spring weather finally kicking in for the cats of Nandryx. Spring, the season the Green-Fire was born in which simply one will think that this ebony and white cat would be in depression, but yet he isn't. The season means rebirth, so this season Damon would be living to his fullest! Paws crossing from the grassy terrain onto the rocky terrain of The Outskirts, the wind was a bit more heavy as he entered the Outskirts and a slight chill ran down his back, but the spring wind brought warmth to him which he recovered his warmth. Metal necklace making a chiming sound when the wind came by, but it didn't bother Damon at all. Why? He was too focused on discovering The Outskirts. What mysteries does this terrain withhold? Jumping onto one of the rocks, Damon laid down to rest before he got even further up the rocky terrain and he felt like he needed all his strength for this.
Skydance(Doctor/Reader)Skydance(Doctor/Reader)18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cobalt streaks swipe quickly across the canvas, each stroke calculated, the intensity of the colour mesmerizing. Swoops here. Waves there. The thick brush spreads it well, every clump dissipating. It forms the beginning of the sky, the foundation it should all be built upon.
Small steps lead you into the space, hesitant in the first as your nerves kick in. But he leads you, knows exactly where to go. Guiding you in positions. Hand here. Feet there. Stand up tall, that's it, you're getting it!
Careful strokes of majorelle, light as a butterfly, barely noticeable alone but a beautiful mixture within the blue sea of hue there.
Step. Step. Step. Tentative steps begin to flow into softer movements, lovely already but growing ever more perfect.
Dip dip. Brilliant sapphire is now being applied in wide strokes. It cover over more of the white and sweeps into the other shades, a harmony of colour crossed over the canvas. Yet white still dominates spots. This will not do. Splash! Into the Ultram