Demyx's LunchDemyx was resting on the branch of a tree when he heard his stomach grumbling for the fifth time. It's been five years since that human kid turned up and all the naga could think about was devouring the boy. But ever since he got to know him, his intentions changed. Now, he didn't really want to eat the kid just for food, but out of pure pleasure, just to feel him moving around in his belly, the taste of his soft skin on his tongue. And just as he was thinking this, Roxas walked into view below the tree, calling out to something. Demyx smiled, deciding this would be the moment.Demyx's Lunch5 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"Bo, here boy!" Roxas called, stupid sheep. It probably wasn't smart enough to know it's own name. If he didn't find it though, Axel would be pissed. They didn't have many sheep, they'd gotten a small flock a few years back by trading some chocobos with another village, but that had required Axel to make a three day journey to the trading post. Sheep didn't have as many babies as chocobo, and wool was just as im
Repliku Vores EverybodyThe naga awoke in a tube, surrounded by water. A small mask was placed over his face to allow him to breathe. Even so, he didn't much like being wet all over, so he climbed out.Repliku Vores Everybody5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He hit the floor with a wet smack.
"Wha-?" A tall man with very long hair came sweeping around another row of giant capsule tubes. The naga hissed at him inquisitively, twitching his long and never-before-used tail.
"Oh," he said with a sigh. "It's just you. Let me get my notes-"
"Vexen? Sir? What happened?" another person came from the same direction, this one much younger. He was dressed head-to-toe in spandex and feathers, and his hair was a distinct silvery color. His eyes were fixed on the naga's own face, and his lips twisted into an immediate expression of disgust.
"What is that? And why does it look like me?" The naga pulled some of his hair in front of his eyes. It was indeed a distinct silvery color, just like the boy in front of him.
"Another experiment. Don't antagonize it," the first man, Vexen, sa
Riku Eats A DragonSora got out of school and paddled out to the play island to visit his friend Riku. Riku, being somewhat other than human, did not go to school with Sora. He spent most of his days stretched out in the sun, coiled up on his very snake-like tail. He wasn't the only unusual creature on that island, but he was the only one Sora was friends with.Riku Eats A Dragon4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today, Riku was hard to find. Usually he came down towards the beach in the late afternoons, knowing that Sora would be looking for him, but today he was nowhere to be seen. Sora moved up through the trees, dragging his heavy backpack along, calling his friend's name.
"Riku?" he shouted. "Hey, Riku?" After a long while and a good deal of climbing, he was finally answered by a long moan.
"Riku?" Sora pushed a large, tropical leaf out of the way, and finally found Riku, sprawled in a clearing.
The bulge in his tail was the size of a large boulder.
"Hi Sora," he gasped, before the end of his tail thumped the ground in a pouty, feeble gesture of irrit
Rise of the Guardians Vore Fic 2 Fear's NightmaresRise of the Guardians Vore fic: Fear's Fears 2: Fear's Nightmares.Rise of the Guardians Vore Fic 2 Fear's Nightmares2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters are all © The studio/creators of Rise of the Guardians (2012)
Warning, contains soft m/m non-sexual vore. Don't like? Don't read.
I strongly advise that you read my previous Rise of the Guardians Fic before you read this one, as this is part 2. You've been warned.
This takes place AFTER the film, directly following on from my previous story.
As Jack slumbered peacefully in the icy-hammock, his belly full of happily resting Pitch, elsewhere, things were not so peaceful.
At the North pole, there was considerable excitement, as several yetis charged particularly excitedly into North's office, loudly and simultaneously trying to explain something odd that they had all seen.
North struggled for a short while to get any idea what the problem was, standing up with a loud stomp, and setting down the assortment of cogs and such that he had be
Rise of the Guardians Vore Fic: Fear's Fears.Rise of the Guardians Vore fic: Fear's Fears.Rise of the Guardians Vore Fic: Fear's Fears.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters are all © The studio/creators of Rise of the Guardians (2012)
Warning, contains soft m/m non-sexual vore. Don't like? Don't read.
For the benefit of those who haven't seen the film, but want to read this, there are character pictures in the description :3 But the concept of the fic will still more than likely not make very much sense to you. You've been warned.
This takes place AFTER the film.
Jack grinned, skimming rapidly over the treetops, brushing them lightly with his fingertips as he passed, giving them just the lightest dusting of frost, as it wasn't late enough in the year in this area to require any more. He loved making mornings like this though... they were so much more delicate than carpeting the area with solid snow and frost, and he got to go super-fast as it didn't require as much work and focus. He flipped over in the air and gave a wave towards
Back EffectBack Effect3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A quietness feed the darkness around me, "Run, run, run, run!" was the voice I kept hearing, I ran, as fast as I can, but the dark kept on going. I couldn't move I was rooted to the spot, it then felt like the ground gave way and I was falling, I couldn't move my arms or legs, or scream, fear gripped me. Sweat cover me, as I sat up trying to breath, a group of people stood around, that I never seen before, one of them was kneeing beside me, a tall thin looking man, it was his eyes that court me about him what a strange colour almost animal looking, turquoise is the only colour that came to mind.
"Is she alright?" said a woman, short dusty blond hair cropped hair styled, she doesn't look happy.
"Yeah she okay now, we could take her to a hospital to make sure. Logan what do you think?" said the strange eye man, I started to feel I was not going to like the answer that he was going to give.
"She has to come with use. Gerard could there be any Back Effects from your life saving show?" said
Beautiful DeathBeautiful Death3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I Heald you in my Arms Taking every breath with you
I feel you sliping away and there is nothing I can do
Embracing you to the very end, one final Kiss
Free from Pain free from Sin,Into the dark Abyss
Tears I cant control as I look into your lifelesss eyes
Time stands still I dont want to say Goodbye
Memories flash, yet life is so cruel
Even in death you are so Beautiful
My love Come back to me, I cant live without you
The world has no meaning, there is only one thing I can do
One year to the day, into the Cemetery At night
Crying by your tombstone I take my own life
Free from pain free from sin
we Dance in the heavens our souls are together again
She Can't TrustChain smoking in secret with his back to his lover,She Can't Trust1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hiding the hidden tick as best he can with subtle hints.
No lies are spoken,
No truths are told.
She may suspect but he doesn't know for sure.
Cliff diving and clearing his head for a minor second.
Resisting an old friends comfort for fear of falling back into bad habits.
Fighting off a demon half while giving in to the anger to fight behind enemy lines.
Weapons here are forbidden to use,
For fear of injuring innocent bystanders,
Like his lover sitting back to back with him.
He cleans away the cigarette smoke and hides the battle wounds inside his chest,
Although they bleed through the bandages and so he cannot completely hide them from the sad beauty.
He holds her close,
Keeping the demon caged for the moment in order to comfort his love as best he can.
HelHELHel1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ungrounded, floating on the whispers of a memory,
Secretly kindling the tantrums of one’s victory.
Faint yet chaotic render of pure rage tapping, striking,
A symphony of fire, a sonata of the land burning.
Hel is thy mistress, ruling the maddening underworld,
Leisure in your rotting vessel, a ritual for the undefeated Gods.
Hel, gazing upon your flesh, your tormented world.
Calling upon thy reclining faith from a river following the odds.
Yet still ungrounded, still balancing on the edge of a ripping tapestry.
An emblazing relic digging in your palm, between blood and atrophy,
Runic treasures and charms hidden under your broken armor,
Hailing her Cimmerian name, at last lifting the valiant Hammer.
Librarian- Beginning of a Universe p.1Mother was not the only name given to her.Librarian- Beginning of a Universe p.110 months ago in Settings More Like This
But It was the only important one.
For she was the mother of all, creator of the universe and everything within.
Her prized children were the Dragons
Given power greater than any other
Magic flowed in their souls
Power through their bodies
Thought through their minds
Wind under their wings
And for them the world was created
Animals populated the world to feed them
Streams to satiate their thirst
Oceans to swim in
Skies to fly
A Paradise given
They had everything
The Dragons however grew lazy and greedy
They demanded more from their Mother in her Kingdom
Mother was upset with her greedy children
So she worked to create new children
Thus rose the humans
She would give them less
In the hopes that they would avoid the Dragons faults
So to them was given only a single gift
Dragon CultOnce upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a dragon. The dragon lived off the kingdom like a parasite, swooping in and helping himself to whatever he wanted to eat, whenever he pleased. He considered himself unbearably clever. He ate well, and often. If this kingdom's resources were ever depleted, he'd just move on to another one. He was certain that he'd created a situation in which he could eat forever, and never be taken by surprise.Dragon Cult2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Until one otherwise unremarkable day, when a single human man walked in.
The humans had tried to attack the dragon's lair before, but unsuccessfully, of course. Each time it happened, the dragon would eat his fill and then fly away, leaving the survivors stranded on top of the mountain. This time, though, it was only one man, and he didn't appear to be carrying any weapons. He stopped just inside the entrance.
"What do you want?" the dragon asked, out of curiosity. He was going to eat him, of course, but he wasn't in the mood to get up ju
Vampire ValentineSora woke up late in the afternoon, like he usually did. That way, he would have time to shower or whatever, before the sun went down, and he'd be able to go outside without his face lighting on fire. For a long moment, he lay stretched out in his bed, perfectly naked, since he couldn't get cold.Vampire Valentine4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Were you planning on getting up, ever?" someone asked, from across the room.
"Mm. I dunno," Sora laughed. He rolled over onto his stomach. "Maybe I'll just lie here like this all night. You know, see what happens."
"Get up. We're going out." Sora's roommate sounded impatient. They hadn't 'gone out' farther than the end of the street in years. He was curious.
"Going out?" Sora sat up. He blinked. "What are you wearing?" Sora's hot vampire boyfriend was tricked out in full, fancy finery. His long, silver hair was combed for once, with his bangs carefully swept to one side. Riku was wearing a full tuxedo, complete with a blue-green vest and bowtie, that matched his eyes. A white rose was pinned
EpicPersephone ate six seeds, and fell from grace -Epic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I eat a punnet with impunity, 42 calories full,
And ponder on the loss of legend, whilst
Reading Wikiwisdom on that ancient fruit;
Oh, how far we have come.
The muse is a female form no more
But flickers in light emitting diodes
Dancing dull upon a solid screen -
The wonders of Helicon documented
In footnotes on a summary page.
No Writer Should Be SilencedAlways write your words in blood.No Writer Should Be Silenced4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
ImmortalImmortalImmortal1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soft-spoken evidence, an opaque forthcoming,
Day after day, night after night.
Subsistence of an eternal, O so solitary being,
Roaming the air, scavenging an aeonian blight.
Longing for an ending to this perpetual state,
Hollowed, yet stained existence who knows no fatality,
Waiting for the bedding of oneself in the arms of faith,
The answer to this never-ending tragedy.
Come to me. Come to me, dear apogee.
Carry me to my kin, my darling souls with whom I parted ways.
For so long, the torment, the agony.
Lethality, I beg you to take me, I pray.
My sorrowful mind knows no rest,
A storm of imagery, a picturesque collision of souvenirs.
With this curse I once believed I was blessed,
Until my heart desired no more than the soft sting of a spear.
Without You, I'm a wreck.No one prepares youWithout You, I'm a wreck.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the moment that your life changes.
When the air thickens,
becomes solid in your lungs,
leaving you drowning in a sea of open space,
suffocating under the pressure
of crushing, looming atmosphere.
Words are whispers seeking help.
Screams nothing more than intangible syllables
laced together on broken, shuddering lips.
Tears are our defenses crumbling into streams
of silent self loathing-
like this was somehow your own fault,
it was preventable-
it didn't have to end this way-
It didn't have to end like that.
Instead nights are filled with dim lights,
casting shadows on walls-
another sip of liquor stained coffee
to keep back the looming responsibilities at hand.
The gentle touch of fingers on skin,
the warm breath of a kiss on naked bodies,
the sweet hush of sheets in the deepening night-
phantom reminders in the night
of what was lost-
what will never be once more.
Mental asylumIt begins every fight. No matter if its day or night.Mental asylum9 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The secrets that must not reach the light.
My mind may no longer be whole.
It may as well corrupt my soul.
They say my eyes are like burning coals.
That your own sanity may take a toll.
Surrounded by external doubts.
And some rather violent bouts.
Abandon those who make the descent.
You cannot escape without consent.
I don't know where the wound begin.
Maybe you should look at their sins.
The past can't be undone.
But being mad has been quiet fun.
The words of fate that I await.
So that I may walk out the front gate.
Bard's LamentMy steps are attached to the ground that holds your kingdom. I saw you once upon a time, when I first came with my humble lyre to play some joy and some pain, and I never left.Bard's Lament1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I wonder ; forgotten princess, could the comb you once held in your hand now untangle the torment of my mind?
I wonder; does the mirror that reflected your eyes still stand unbroken; and could it take me where wanders your mind?
I wonder; did the two thousand steps of your castle porch kiss your feet when you climbed them for the last time?
I wonder; do the walls cry at night seeing you forever asleep?
And I, the poorest of all minstrels, I shall destroy my instrument and use its strings to make a bow. And send my everything to you, on an arrow, since I cannot climb up to you holding on your locks, like Rapunzel, or fighting the dragon like Sleeping Beauty. I will send my most beautiful scores, and maybe the touch of my heart’s ink will at last wake you up.
I will sit under your balcony, on the very spot
VORE FEELINGSVORE FEELINGS: a cult sensation that spawned five sequels. "The brilliance of the series," said vore expert Merle "Eat Me" McGee, "was that it combined elements of the cinema-going audience's favorite things: intense emotional turmoil, monsters that eat people, and the intense emotional turmoil that people feel while they're being eaten by monsters that eat people."VORE FEELINGS5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I don't really know how I came up with the idea," creator Ham Bacon said in a telephone interview. "I just, well, you know how it is. VORE FEELINGS. It just clicked."
This month, the VORE FEELINGS series is back in the public eye, because one of the lead actors has released a statement announcing that he will not sign on to a seventh installment.
"I love the VORE FEELINGS series and the experiences it has given me," actor Sora Slyme said in a press release. "However, at this point in my life, I would like to pursue other opportunities. My days of having feelings about being eaten by imaginary monsters are over."
Four HorsemenFour HorsemenFour Horsemen2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My name is War, my hands are red
Like the mud where the soldiers fell down dead
My ears are ringing, my gaze is hard
My boots are laced with shrapnel shards
I am Pestilence, brother of Death
I speak every word with a racking breath
My lungs do bubble, my fever roars,
My skin is rife with weeping sores
Oh, I am Famine, and I ache
No wine or water my thirst can slake
The hunger has me in its grasp
No food my trembling fingers clasp
I am Death, my stride is long
I hear your final rattling song
One day come I, as cold as ice
For you were born and IÕm the price
A Swollen Hand Since YesterdayMy fingers are numb.A Swollen Hand Since Yesterday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the ice.
Sometimes they quiver and it feels
Like electricity is flowing through my blood.
I wonder if it is safe to clench my fist.
My fingers slowly curl but it hurts.
It hurts a lot.
I didn't notice right away.
You walked out and my knuckles were
Dripping blood everywhere.
I paced around the house and took
Another swing at the bedroom wall.
That time I didn't leave a hole.
That time I saw red as the pain shot
Up my arm. I felt sick.
I woke up and still haven't heard from you.
You would say I need an x-ray.
I pack the ice tightly around my hand and wait
By the phone.
Staring at the dry wall crumbled on the floor.
Hunting PartyVentus and Terra sat together in the forest, near a small human village. Today was the last of Ven's hunting lessons, and Terra was brimming with excitement- in a very professional way, of course. He'd led Ven to patch of woods rather close to a human village. Ven was unsure what they were waiting for, and Terra remained silent and mysterious, up until the very moment that, a few hundred feet away, two human boys, no older than their early teens, wandered into a clearing. Terra launched straight into the lesson without pause.Hunting Party4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Humans are very dangerous prey," he said smoothly. "But sometimes, when you don't have any other options, you have to go after one. So, we're going to learn how."
"Why are they dangerous? They don't have claws or anything, do they?" The boys looked perfectly harmless. They were clearly friends- a quiet, blue-haired boy, and a loud red-head. They were playing with some sort of toy, a flat disc, throwing it back and forth.
"They're dangerous because when you attack