Only In Your Dreams, Fionna IIOnly In Your Dreams, Fionna II3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A little word of advice to all of you readers: never anger a vampire. Sweat began to roll down my face as I ran, swinging my arms at my sides. I gasped and stumbled and got lost often, but on I went. All my limbs felt like they were on fire, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop.
Something red flashed about a mile in front of me. I squinted to see what it was. The object fluttered in the wind, reflecting red light from the dim winter sun. The object was a flag, with reflective tape in the shape of and "X" embezzled upon it. The base, I thought with glee. Once I made it there, he couldn't get me. I would have a nice cold glass of water. I would take a nap to rest my sore muscles. I would be safe.
With my head thrust forward and my my eyes tightly closed, I charged on with all my might. The long contents in my right hand made one side of me heavier than I was used to, which created the problem of maintaining what little balance I already had. Then I realized it would just be easier to put i
Direct ApproachMarceline's elbows, his fingers felt, dimpled nicely under her skin, slightly pointed more than usual. Memories of his skin recalled that Bubblegum's were slimmer than Marcie's, almost an unvarying smoothness, and Flame Princess' were astoundingly soft and yielding, plump like his own arms were; Marceline's arms were stronger than theirs, all angular feminity that was so ideally suited to him. Her arms were easy to hold onto, for him to brace against as her free hand nervously grabbed him by the shirt while he leaned into her, lips brushing against her mouth.Direct Approach3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He felt the prickle of her fangs on his lips, pressing too gently on his flesh to tear. A brief moment, so short he swore he felt his heart beat just once, and the taste of her was cool and brisk like a wind blown in from the apothesis of all nights curled around itself somewhere beyond the world.
Her fangs, he noticed in the blank sweetness of the kiss, were slightly moist. Her hand twitched, her surprise evident as he felt her m
Only In Your Dreams, FionnaOnly In Your Dreams, Fionna3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Caaaaaake" Where was that cat? "Come on. I'm too tired for this, girl." I mumbled. Note to self: NEVER be the seeker when playing hide and seek with Cake. I sat with my back against a near by boulder and sighed. I had been looking for her for two and a half hours. I was exhausted, but I couldn't let her win so easily. That's not what adventurers do. I was going to win, one way or another.
"Hey Cake," I shouted, "I'm done. You win. Guess I'll head home now! Buh byyyyyyyyyyyye."
I stood up and walked in place to make it sound like I was walking away. Then I quickly sat back down and strained to hear any movement on the other side of the boulder.
Nothing. There was a long, eery silence. Then I heard the small snap of a twig. I leaped from behind the boulder and grabbed the animal.
"Haha! I got you good Cake! I win! I win! I-"
But what was in my arms wasn't Cake. It was an extremely over weight squirrel. I let it go like it was hot iron. "Sorry!"
The squirrel was not happy. It clawed its