Good Morning, Crystal Beach! (Request)Good Morning, Crystal Beach! (Request)5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Good Morning, Crystal Beach! Today, it looks like it will be smokin’ hot at 92°, so don’t forget to put on some sunscreen, hit the beach, and enjoy yourselves! With that being said, continue to enjoy the rest of this fine morning by listening to these summer classics on 93.8 Platinum.”
I groan as I get out of bed. Besides not having a good night’s sleep, I’ll also have to endure an entire day of heat. Shrugging, I turn off my radio and head off to my kitchen.
As I make myself some breakfast, I decide on what I want to do. I could always stick it out inside by watching TV or browsing the internet, but then again, I’ve been quite the shut-in lately. I haven’t seen or talked to my friends lately, nor have I gone out just to have fun.
I look out of my window, and I sigh. Though I don’t live right on the beach, it’s only about
Bleach OC: Caitlyn CozzoBleach OC: Caitlyn Cozzo2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Caitlyn Cozzo
Alias: The Tempest, Sword of the Sea
True Age: 200
Visual Age: 30
Squad (Former): Squad 6
Rank (Former): Captain
Other Groups: None
Ambition: To preserve the memory of Byakuya Kuchiki
Hobbies: Devotion, training.
Dislikes: Disrespect, cruelty
Among the new set of Captains that serve as the highest military force of the Soul Society, the most notably calm and compassionate by reputation is Caitlyn Cozzo. While still incredibly strict and expecting of her squad, she in no way subjects them to harsh punishments or shows any sign of cruelty towards those under her charge, or to the majority in general.
Though her appearance can be slightly off putting, especially with her eye-patch, she is a kind and somewhat gentle, which is a rarity among Captains ever since the conclusion of the Violent Fires Rebellion and the restabilising of government in Soul Society.
She consults and teaches fairly, even personal
Dear deviantART: Free The AuthorDear deviantART: Free The Author4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
In a world as colorful, diverse, unique and beautiful as it is today, I’ve learned through my 10 months on this website that many people enjoy expressing themselves in many different ways when it comes to art.
Whether it be through romance, nature, darkness, light or everything else there is to express with, it becomes even more interesting when I see the people express themselves with so many different mediums.
Myself? I enjoy expressing my artistic abilities through many mediums: Digital art, poetry, but most avidly, the xReader fandoms. Avengers, Sherlock, Free!, Shingeki no Kyojin and many, many others.
99% of my stories are romantic. I love to write romance, though I usually don’t take it much further than a little something like a sweet little kiss, the beginning of a new relationship, a baby being born, or occasionally, the odd sexual innuendo. Once, I tried writing a lemon. However it didn’t work out very well, and I decided to remove it for personal reasons.
Another Satisfied Bleach BabeAnother Satisfied Bleach Babe3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was 8:00 AM on the second day. The giant neighborhood garage sale was active once more. Cars were already pulling into the area and parking all over the streets. Rachel and JD were both busy putting the remaining items out on their tables, hurrying to get ready for the morning rush. Both of them had returned to their Bleach girl forms, JD as Rangiku and Rachel as Yoruichi, for fun and to help sell the remaining supply of Costume in a Can's they had left.
"Okay then!" Rachel said stretching her arms, "Everything is all set! Bring on the customers!"
"Well hopefully they aren't all here for the spray cans," JD, now back to being Jessie, spoke, "I just counted, we are down to 20 boxes, some of which aren't completely full. I think we should put a limit on how many people can get so we don't run out."
"Good idea," Rachel said, watching as Jessie put a couple of a cans on the main table next to the laptop, "Probably should
Beyonce TGBeyonce TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drake was an average teen, didn't much care for pop artists, like rap and metal instead. He loved to listen to comedians, and he heard so many of them mention the song called Single Ladies by Beyoncé. Drake decided to look it up and found it to be rather catchy like most pop music, but he liked the video, mainly because of her looks, but he didn't mind the music either. He looked at the related videos and he saw one named if I were a boy, the title seemed rather odd, so he clicked on it to see what it was. As soon as the song started so did the transformation. His hands shrank and became dainty, his arms slenderized, while his body hair fell out and his skin color grew much darker. He looked down at his hand and jumped in shock at what he saw, his shoulders crashed inwards as he arched his back in pleasure as two voluptuous breasts formed on his chest. His stomach was reshaped into a sexy core like that of a model or dancer. His hips shot out and his butt filled in and made his pa
darwin's revengein the embryo of the citydarwin's revenge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in their cage
they paint their nails not
that the sun is watching
from his trap door
in the cloud ceiling where
whales can't swim but go
and drop down their weight in rain
not measured in pints
but lives overflowed
in lost archipelagos full
of automatic islands
that catch the eyes like needles
when viewed from further away
than the end of the world
Sex is...Sex is sacred,Sex is...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sex is dirty.
Sex is bodies driving against each other for pleasure,
For reproduction, for love, for need.
For desire and lust, and want and passion.
Sex is something that every human wants to do,
Needs to do,
Sex is the driving force behind our minds,
Pushing us forward and preserving us in time.
Fucking and loving, caressing and holding.
Tongues moving together and folding
Bodies against bodies, and sex against sex.
Sex is the want, sex is the need.
To push together and forward, spilling the seed.
Sex is beautiful, sex is rough.
Sex is grinding and moaning
Sex is gentle and moving.
Sex makes us cry, sex makes us laugh.
Sex is a secret, hidden away,
Sex is a pleasure, brought out to play
For new life or for fun, sex will be had
And if you don't like it, well that's too bad.
A Curious FindA Curious Find3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And you have a good day yourself!" Jessie said cheerfully, handing the customer's shopping bag. The customer smiled brightly and skipped off, happy as could be. Why shouldn't she though? Only a few moments ago, she was a young, grouchy sort of guy in a foul mood. After a quick spray of the Costume in a Can, he had turned into a peppy and cheerful looking Loly Aivirrine (A far cry in personality from the original version to be sure).
It was 11:17 AM and things were certainly underway in at the neighborhood wide garage sale. After a big burst of people right away, things had settled down in the area, now at a nice and more manageable rate. Jessie *coughJDcough* and her partner, Rachel, were busy selling off their wares and dealing with the waves of customers that came through. At that last person left, there was no one left at their particular sale, allowing themselves to take a quick break.
"Phew!" Jessie said
TToG:Chapter2 pt3 SlimeTToG:Chapter2 pt3 Slime4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Where am I?
Oh no...tied up again, oh god. Someone!
Anyone! HELP ME!" I shout.
There's no answer...just the sound of water dripping.
The dungeon is unbearably cold...how do I always end up in these places?
"What is that? Hey! HEY! St-stay away from me!" I say in fear.
"GeeheheHEHEHEAHAHAH! GET AWAHAHAY!" I scream.
The strange slime reaches out, tenderly stroking my bare skin, sliding up my shirt and fondling my helpless belly.
I tug and tear at the ropes holding me down...but they hold strong!
The slime moves closer, covering my body.
"AAAAAH! AHAHAHAH! WAAAAAHAHAHA! GET OFAHAAHAHA MEHEEHEH! GEEHEHET OAFAH!" I scream.
The slime pulls my clothes around, attacking every inch of flesh it can find.
Tiny fingers dig into my belly, poke an prod my belly button, and feather like strings slide in between my toes.
The slime's tickling is soft, but relentless...it reminds me of my nightmarish encounter with Lady Venus.
Fear floods my heart, the though of su
Sleep Tight: Chapter 3Sleep Tight: Chapter 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The last time Jack had felt so awestruck and so caught off-guard by something was when he had first seen North’s sleigh, which had sprouted jet-like wings and was far more modern than he had expected it to be.
They had come whilst the five Guardians were arguing amongst themselves, trying to determine the reason why the Man in the Moon had gathered them all at the North Pole (apparently North had had a feeling in his belly) and, more importantly, why he hadn’t established communications with them. The five had been so engrossed in their argument that they hadn’t noticed the newcomers until their large figures had blotted out what little moonlight shone into the grand reception room, their massive, flapping wings creating a powerful artificial wind that had knocked a good number of elves over. Needless to say, their arrival silenced the Guardians, making them turn their attention to the three insects that stood before them. They were moths.
But they weren&
A Rose by Any Other NameA Rose by Any Other Name5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
In a white hospital bed, pale as the lifeless bones of a decaying skeleton, with my flesh exposed through the backless dress of my hospital gown, I listen to nurses discuss my mental health. I can taste the quiet tap of a pen on paper and their tiny smiles of contempt.
Shame comes in waves. Its not like a scalpel or the cold touch of a surgeons hand. They never tell you that it can eat away at your insides like a virus. (That it eats you alive). Shame is not a symptom of the mentally ill. Its just a side effect.
In my creased hospital dress, I wish for death. The sweetest sleep away from detached, gloved hands and dissociative expressions. The never-ending hostile questions and the silent blame and accusations lying unspoken on dry lips.
You did this. Youre not sick. Youre just a twisted, manipulative lunatic.
Under medication and the slow Novocain drip of sedation, I wish for another disease. I want a tumor in my head something t
Maid For A DayMaid For A Day3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was the week before summer began for Jerry and he was in a crisis. He needed to find a summer job. They were all taken but he needed one badly to be able to buy the stuff he wanted since his parents cut him off weeks before. So he decided to go through town again on another job search.
"Stupid parents, why did they have to cute me off?" Jerry angrily said, stressing out and frantically rubbing his hands threw his short black hair. "This sucks!" He said looking around again.
Jerry looked around town again and nearly came up with nothing. He was about give up until...
"Crap, nothing aga-..." At that moment he stumbled and bumped into an older woman. When he got up he opened his eyes to see a woman lying before him but she was in a black and white maids outfit. She looked to be in her early 20's and had flowing black hair and blue eyes. He helped her up to notice she was a little shorter than he was.
"Oh sorry bout that I wasn't looking where I was going." He explained.
"Oh no no, it's
To be a Werewolf...To be a Werewolf...9 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Imagine for just a moment. Imagine what it would be, to be a Werewolf...
Imagine yourself standing in a field. It's dark, wind is blowing lightly, and moonlight is spilling out over the grass. A silvery light that steals most color. Clouds hide the moon for now.
In the distance, a howl. The howl is much larger and louder than a dog's, or even a wolf's. This howl sends a shiver down your spine. You stomach tingles with excitement, and fear.
You'd like to believe that you're not afraid. Deep down you are. You're frightened at this horrible sound.You quickly try and force it out of your mind.
You try to think of something else. Anything else... but you can't.
Again you hear it, closer now. The fear returns. The excitement returns.
This time it's lodged in your mind, replaying the horrible disturbance of the quiet, again and again. Your breathing starts to pick up, without your consent. The grass around you is rather tall, but still below waist level. You'd see something if it would approa
The story of-The story of-7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One day she woke up,
got in the shower.
She just stood there and thought,
for hours and hours.
As the water trickled down
her androgynous flat chest,
she thought to herself,
"I need to get Breasts!"
So she went to the store,
and bought a large pair!
She got out the duct tape,
and stuck them on there!
She walked outside,
with a skimpy black dress
Huffed out her front,
and away that she went!
The big men all hooted,
the young boys all stared.
At the silicon bags
she'd taped on right there.
A man called from a limo,
"Hey toots, nick rack!
How'd you like to show it off,
and then get money back?"
She thought about it for a minute,
then decided "okay!"
And that's How we got
Pamela Anderson today!
FIOLEE- UN AMOR INESPERADO CAP. 18FIOLEE- UN AMOR INESPERADO CAP. 181 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
M: mmm… creo que tengo una idea
F: cual es tu idea marsh?
M: ahora lo veras
Marshall se volvió a convertir en murciélago y paso por entre los barrotes para poder abrir la celda, una ves que estuvo de otro lado intento abrirla pero no puedo, el dijo que podía abrirla si se convertía en un murciélago gigante pero haría mucho ruido y la reina flama nos escucharía asi que descartamos esa idea.
M: mmm… fi seguramente la reina flama tiene la llave en algún lado ire a buscarla no tardo okk
F: esta bien pero ten cuidado sí
-se acerca a mi y pasa su cabeza por entre los barrotes y me da un beso en la frente- tranquila estare bien te sacare de aquí no tardo- fue lo que me dijo antes de irse
Mientras Marshall se iba y seguramente arriesgaba su vida para sacarme de esta celda yo tengo que esperar sin poder hacer algo al respecto, me siento como una inútil no puedo estar aquí sen
A Devil in ParadiseA Devil in Paradise2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam watched the jagged Miami skyline melt into the horizon as the cruise ship chased the sun towards the Bahamas. He pondered his reasons for agreeing to a seven day single’s cruise as he looked out over the sea, entranced by the seagulls hypnotic soaring.
Sam was a chiseled, hansom man with an insatiable lust for beautiful, athletic women. He had perfected an efficient process of seduction that produced perfect results and no unwanted byproducts. At first, he was in search of love, but he had quickly grown addicted to the fruit of his labor. He was in love with the lustful hunt and capture, his slain prey were merely trophies to be forgotten upon the next challenge.
The ship’s foghorn sounded, reviving Sam from his trance. He looked around the decks of the vessel, scouting for potential targets. The cruise ship was populated by a perfect one-to-one ratio of men and women, but few women were doing much to peak Sam’s interest. Sam decided to find a bar;
I See The Light: Disney Songtalia Contest entryEngland, or Arthur Kirkland, had met (Name) in high school ever since, he developed feelings for her. She always loved stars, and other things from space; she told England she wanted to be an astronomer or an astronaut. The one thing she never got to see where the Northern Lights she always dreamed of seeing them, so for her 20th birthday, he decided to surprise her with a trip to Iceland to see them.I See The Light: Disney Songtalia Contest entry2 years ago in Drama More Like This
All those days, watching from the windows
All those years, outside looking in
All that time, never even knowing just how blind I've been
"Arthur, why are taking me to Iceland? My birthday's tomorrow!" "I know, (Name)...it's my present for you" He said, still keeping the reason a secret. "All right " (Name) said, a little suspicious at his answer. When they finally arrived in Iceland, they checked into the hotel. Around 11 pm, (Name) was woken up by England. "Come on outside, love" He said, leading her to the door. Once outside, she was met with the most beautiful sig
You're FamilyThump. Thump. Thump. To Yowane Haku it felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Nervously she stared at the large oak door to the mansion-like house.You're Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She slowly brought her fist up preparing to knock when the handle to her suitcase slipped from her grip and slammed into the door. Haku put her hand on the door as she bent down to retrieve the fallen luggage.
But to her horror right as she reached the handle the door opened sending her crashing down inside the house. Red with embarrassment she scrambled to her knees staring up at the person standing over her.
Above her a tall young man with blue hair and eyes held an ice cream cone. After an awkward moment, while they stared at each other quizzically the boy dropped the sugary cone and creamy liquid onto Haku's long white hair.
"Agh my ice cream!" The boy screamed.
"W- What is it?!" A shrill voice screamed. Haku watched a small blonde girl run down the stairs leading down to the front door. "
I thought he loved me motherI thought he loved me mother3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I was always in such a rush.
Trying to fill your shoes.
In the end I turned our love into dust.
There is so much I rue.
Does he remember our school days together?
He'd pull my hair, I'd punch his face.
Then we both grew older, and he said forever.
Soon we had our first embrace.
How I miss the quiet safe haven of his arms.
Our hearts intertwined in what he said would be an eternity
Then he met her, and fell for her charms.
Oh, mother how I wish I too couldn't see....