The Chrysalix-Chapter 6Gathering the FleetThe Chrysalix-Chapter 62 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shining Armor placed the call out for ponies to fight. Both Celestia’s and Luna’s guards’ naturally answered, but other ponies from all over Equestria answered too, even Applejack’s brother Big Mac. When Applejack found out, she was furious. Big Mac arrived to the training camp led by Shining Armor, and Applejack was there to give him an earful.
“Have you plum lost yer mind?! There are plenty of other stallions that are capable to fight! What about Granny Smith and Apple Bloom?! What’s gonna happen to the farm with you being here?! They need you back home! Please reconsider this big brother!”
Big Mac was one for not saying much; even if he did say anything, it was only a simple “Eeyup” or a “Nope”. He listened to his sister vent and when it seemed that she was finished, Big Mac calmly replied.
“Sis, I know yer worried about the family back ho
Summers In BishoujoLand 3 The Rooster Gets ScrewedIn case you missed the last exciting episode of The Karl Summers Show featuring HypnoBishoujoLand, here is a recap of the epic awesomeness that went down!Summers In BishoujoLand 3 The Rooster Gets Screwed1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Karl Summers, super cool badass extraordinaire, was taken from his world into the Anime Dimension by the evil Professor Meito. Meito granted Karl all the same powers as Jake, as well as turning him into a cyborg, which obviously makes him waaaaaaaaaaaaaay cooler than that prudish loser, Jake. Karl defeated Meito without even breaking a sweat, before heading to the Mato House, where he used his powers to put the bat-girl Dawn in her place with the command to never come at him again. Following this, Karl left the losers at the Mato House behind and encountered a group of villains attacking neko police officer Tabitha Tigris. Karl then hypnotized her, took her back to his new apartment and pumped that pussy until she could barely walk. But Meito managed to escape with help from a digital copy of himself.
A Silver BrideBlood covered his arms. The floor, his clothes, anything within five foot of the corpse at his feet was covered in the red wine of life which once ran through the veins. He felt no regret; he felt only sadness. She would not be back. She was still gone. Tears of anger, tears of a broken heart ran from his eyes. They poured down like rain onto the bloody mess beneath him. He was alone; ever was he to be alone.A Silver Bride3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He did not bother to clean up; the man simply left the room, walking through the streets to the inn in which he was staying. He wore no shoes, so when he opened the door, he continued to dredge into the bathroom. The water he fetched this morning was still there; he used it to clean the caked blood from his face, hair, and arms.
Leaving the bathroom, he tossed his clothes into the still-lit fireplace. The blood hissed at him, but he paid it no heed. He didn’t care. It simply reminded him of the forge he swore to never touch again; never would he m
Acquario (2001)AcquarioAcquario (2001)5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inizio il mio viaggio salendo su di un treno di cristalli geometrici che riproducono esattamente la struttura dei miei reni.
La hostess multimediale appare sullo schermo del mio scompartimento augurandomi buon viaggio. Radiazioni si diramano dal televisore e vibrano nell'aria respingendomi in faccia il fumo acre della sigaretta.
Incrocio le gambe ma non trovo mai una posizione comoda sui treni.
Il finestrino mi sta accanto ma siamo ancora all'interno della stazione sottomarina della capitale e fuori è tutto buio.
Mi arrotolo un'altra sigaretta e digito il nome del mio compositore preferito sulla tastiera del sedile.
Mi collego ai riproduttori sonori. Posso vedere la musica volteggiare nell'aria, dare forma alle radiazioni del video. Cerco la mia dimensione tribale e preferirei il treno si mettesse in moto.
La mia borsa è come quella di Mary Poppins e quando vedo un clandestino che fugge da un controllore lo nascondo lì dentro. I clandestini sono una razza
Almost Miss FireAfter she was placed on the floor of the tunnel by Alistar pulling his knife form his side sheathe that caught her attention. To only be told to stay put while he started to back track away from her further saying. She had to watch his back with one of two of her guns while he went out to fetch her some Cactus. Before she could tell him off or she could handle her self in a fight with him watching over her. She had face full of his hand as his way of not wanting her to protest against his way of keeping her safe. To only be kissed the cheek in which she took advantage of him by grabbing him face a re- directing his lips. Instead of setting on her cheek like he had been doing since they started this trip together as a individuals.Almost Miss Fire6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“After what we did.” She lets his face go. “I think we're passed kiss on the cheek....My knight..”
He shook off the lingering taste of her sweetness to tell her he will be back in ten minutes taking in her scent. Not knowing her natural
E.G.G Episode 65AND THERE CAME A DAY, A DAY UNLIKE ANY OTHER. A DAY WHERE THREE FRIENDS HAD DEALT WITH THE IMPENDING DANGER AT THEIR DOORSTEP, AND FINALLY HAD THE TIME TO DO WHAT THEY DO BEST. ON THAT DAY, E.G.G STARTED OVER.E.G.G Episode 657 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
To Steal and Eileen
Eileen walked into her room wrapped in a towel, drying her hair off with another one. She scanned the ground for her slippers, but could not find them.
“Dang it Acacia.” She said. Suddenly she heard something fall. She quickly turned. “James? Are you in here?” She walked over to her dresser and saw that an Agent of the Month Award from her days at S.H.I.E.L.D had fallen to the ground. “Huh, weird.” She said, picking it up and putting it back on the dresser. She opened her top drawer.
“Now then… wait a minute…” She observed the clothes. “I had this blue shirt on the left and this green one the right, how’d they get switched around?” She switched the shirts back and smil
SuenosUna mirada. Eso es lo que hacía falta muchas veces para poder conocer a la persona indicada. Una simple y sencilla mirada. Como la que acababa de recibir el oso polar, sentando en la mesa de una cafetería casi vacío, y que hacía tan sólo unos instantes se encontraba profundamente apenado en cuanto ese imponente y atemorizante tigre fue consciente de la discreta forma en que sus ojos negros se posaban en él, estudiando a detalle la contrastante imagen que formaban unos brazos y pechos bien formados con una corta pero dura barriga. Era la clase de macho que el oso difícilmente lograba ignorar, y cuyos cuerpos no tardaba en desnudar con la mirada, imaginándolos en un sin fin de situaciones eróticas que llevaban siempre a lo mismo: a esos hombres dominándolo con su fortaleza física mientras él recorría con sus garras la curvatura de su abdomen. Ese tigre no era la excepción. El lívido aSuenos8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A normal Creepypasta prank week... Part 1Melody cautiously walked into the living room, her light blue eyes scanning for any prank in sight... Prank week... Every creepypasta in the mansion was playing to win prank week. Little Anthony teliported into the room, startling Melody.A normal Creepypasta prank week... Part 12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Anthony! You know that it's prank week!" She said to the slenderchild.
"I know, just BEN told me to distract you" Anthony said calmly.
"Wait what?" Then a bucket fell onto Melody's head, it was full of photos of her mother, Melody screamed and threw the bucket over Anthony's head. "BEN! You're dead!!" Melody yelled.
"You're no fun to prank Melody.... You are really not scared of anything so it gets boring... What are you scared of?" Melody looked around hearing BEN's voice.
"What's the opposite of me?" Melody said grinning.
"A human with no over extreme happiness, with brow