The Midnight SnackThe Midnight SnackThe Midnight Snack9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
This story is copyrighted 2004 by Phrooglevore/Phrooglefa
I don’t own Sonic or Tails or Amy Rose, or any other character in this story, Sega does. Dic entertainment,
Archie, and Disney own Princess Sally Acorn. If I owned Sonic I would not be writing this right now.
Before you read this story I should warn you that this story contains vore/stuffing. So if you don’t like vore
or stuffing, or don’t know what they are, well then you probably don’t want read this story. Please note: All events and characters in this story are completely fictional and are not, in any way, based off of any real life people or events.
Now that I’m done here, on with the show…
It was a beautiful night within the Great Forest. The sky reviled only a few clouds, and a full golden moon that seemed to shine like an otherworldly streetlight that caused the village of Knothole to, almost, aberrantly glow. Unfortunately no o
Tails's Giant PlanTails's Giant PlanTails's Giant Plan1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Request by CynicalGage on FA
"Come on Tails! They finally opened the theme park up again and i actually wanna go this time with no interruptions.."
"Sonic, are you sure Eggman isn't running the thing again? You know what happened last time with the *Using the Wisps for World Domination* ordeal, remember? I could have helped you with that final boss!"
"Yeah but i took care of him..besides isn't he still in Lost Hex or something....also someone else is running it...i don't know who but honestly i heard everything is safe, no wisps are involved, and the first day is free! Hopefully..all-you-can-eat chili dog buffet :3"
"Let's just explore the park this time, Sonic...you did get our hotel room, right?"
"Of course i did! We're staying here for a week, remember?"
"Of course i remember!! I'm just saying, you forget sometimes....and i had to help you the last time you booked a vacation."
"It's not my fault Amy came in and was giving me the Stalker Hug of Death...i HAD to b
ASKtheARTIST InterviewASKtheARTIST Interview2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with algenpfleger
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *algenpfleger, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, algenpfleger.
*quietly sits down and sips on a mysterious beverage
WAIT ARE WE DOING THIS OR WHAT
*Vellez asks "What is your creative process? Do you just research and then begin drawing when you get an assignment, or do you mull it over a bit?"
Hmm it usually starts with me getting the assignment since I spend my freetime drawing other things mostly (these days at least). As soon as I know what the client wants, I leave it alone for a couple of days and wait for ideas to sprout in my head. The rest is just craftsmanship, you know, drawing the stuff and everything. The real work is done as soon as I put down the thumbnail sketch.
~smarff asks "How saturated do you think the illustra
With Grace And GloryWith Grace And Glory1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
“Huff... huff... gotta get home fast...”, Gracie, or as most people called her Grace, said as she pedaled her bike home as fast as she could. Her slender frame made it easy for her to stand up and pedal her bike, using her weight as a way to force the pedals to turn at a higher speed. Her wavy light brown hair which looked like bronze and that was usually by her shoulders was now flying wildly behind her as the speed of her movement. Her purple eyes with regards to contacts were watering as the air battered against them in her quest to arrive at her home as fast as possible. She had to get home fast because today was the day that most people dreaded. The day that her school had mailed their student's progress reports home.
She didn't mean to fail that test. She had just stayed up too late watching her favorite TV show and couldn't bear to let something as lame as Algebra get in the way of it. And because of that she was now paying the price. She was so scared that her paren
ATA Interview with theCHAMBAATA Interview with theCHAMBA2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with =theCHAMBA
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview =theCHAMBA, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, theCHAMBA.
~BaneNacent asks Chamba “Are you going to do new Darkstalkers art for the XBLA release next year?"
Darkstalkers on the XBLA release : I WISH
No news on that if UDON is doing anything on it
If they are, I've not been told
But that would be neat!
~jel asks "Hi Chamba! Can you talk about what professional projects you're working on right now? What can we hold in our hands in the near future?"
Digitally : there's the Shiftylook stuff which has been fun
In Print: there's that Street Fighter next generation Trade
and that's it as far as I know
there could be more
but again, I'm usually told just before I need to do it
and since I tend to get things done very promptly, it'
PalindromesPalindromes11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sotades invented palindromes in Greek-ruled Egypt, back in the 3rd century BC. In fact, palindromes were once known as "Sotadic verses." He was thrown into the sea (wrapped in lead) by King Ptolemy II, for insulting the king in one of his verses.
They were quite popular in the 1800's, but have not shared much popularity since around the 1930's.
Palindrome comes from the Greek words "palin" (again or back) and "dramein" (to run). So if you read that backwards, it translates loosely into "to run back."
The palindrome simply reads the same forwards and backwards, usually with a central focal point from where it begins to read backwards. There are several ways to write palindrome poems, three are presented here, along with examples.
1. It can be read backwards, with the same words, such as the example below.
by Paula Brown
Passionate always, forging forward.
Unquiet rage screams
My WorldMy WorldMy World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's my world, my time
The mazes abundant in it's own crime
To pick apart to build again
I am left alone, to only me I fend
I indulge myself in the sweet nothings
In complete bliss- yes quite becoming
It's something that only belongs to me
No you can't see, it's meant to only be
Words of GlassWords of GlassWords of Glass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You got what you wanted
I can't believe I trusted you
Not only that but I gave you the chance
I done with chances
This time I am not turning back
Of course you will think:
"She will come back-she always has"
I am done
Playing your game, believing your lies.
Have a good life, without me in it.
(not like you cared much to begin with....)
Capitulo 1. El primer dia-Vuelve a casa…Capitulo 1. El primer dia2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Daniel Urrutia, un cocodrilo de 35 años, abrió los ojos y miró por un instante el techo de su habitación, sin expresión alguna. Segundos más tarde, agitó su cabeza y se levantó hasta quedar sentado en la cama, justo en el instante en que su despertador comenzó a sonar. Falló dos veces antes de poder ponerle la garra encima para pararlo, mientras sus fauces se abrían por completo en un largo bostezo. No había dormido bien en los pasados días; durante toda la semana había tenido que permanecer hasta tarde en el colegio, haciendo trámites para tomar la dirección de la escuela al final del semestre. Cuando el actual director se lo comentó, pidiendo total discreción, él no pudo hacer más que emocionarse, sobretodo después de que el director le confesará que lo considera la persona más capacitada para el puesto
The AnswersThere are so many mysteries left in the dark.The Answers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like what ever happened to Noah's lost ark?
Why did the Nazca draw there lines?
How did the Maya keep such good time?
Was Napoleons death natural or foul pay?
Is Amelia Earhart alive to this day?
What is at the bottom of the Money Pit?
Is the Holy Grail real, and were can we find it?
They say Lizzy Borden was devoid of all good,
And was there really someone called Robin Hood?
The crew of the Mary Celeste, where are they now?
We know the druids built Stonehenge, but how?
The Ark of the Covenant, were could it be?
Forever these questions will puzzle you and me.
MusingsWhat keeps me upMusings2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Helps me fall asleep
Street LightsThe city sleepsStreet Lights4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Care gives way to slumber.
A mile from home
The street lights blink
A siren's song:
Their rhythmic pulse
Matches the music
And the city glides,
Can't we come here,
Streetlights off duty
Blinking shadows mute
The lines of our faces.
The city sleeps
And we breathe.
Alone is this routine place
We feel alien,
So far from mundane
Weight Loss PlanI told you that I loved you.Weight Loss Plan5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You said nothing, then apologized.
Love doesn't come in
Sing a Song of Sex and SeductionWhen the noise under your bed's just a little too scary,Sing a Song of Sex and Seduction3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Mommy, Daddy, a monster's coming to get me!"
So they'd check under your bed so you would see
That the monster in your room was only in your dreams.
We live in a world of lies.
What really happens when you turn out the lights
And half the world goes dark for the night?
None of us really knows what's right.
It's a world of destruction,
That we allow ourselves to divulge in.
And the sad thing is it's like a suction.
We allow ourselves to be sucked in.
Do you want your child, your baby girl, to ask,
"What's sex and seduction?"
Put two and two together to make the deduction;
Media's about to make an eruption.
My writing teacher once said,
"Ouija boards don't talk to the dead!"
It took me a while to get it through my head
That maybe he's right...
But I tried it instead.
It's so hard to see the truth anymore.
Kids younger and smaller are looking at porn.
Capitulo 5. AtraccionAquella noche Daniel salió de casa. Tres de los profesores que son cercanos a él suelen reunirse cada noche en un pequeño bar en el centro de la ciudad; Daniel llega a ir con ellos una vez cada dos semanas, y no solía pasar más de dos horas ahí. Esa noche, sin embargo, decidió que dejaría de encerrarse tanto en casa, tras las sencillas palabras de Alexis. Esther no pareció tener problemas con que fuera, al contrario, aceptó con gusto, como una forma de disculparse por no aceptar el plan que Daniel ideó por la mañana. Sólo le pidió que no llegara muy tarde. El cocodrilo no pudo evitar sentirse como un jovencito que iba de fiesta por primera vez, e incluso imaginó la mirada inquisidora que su esposa le daría su llegaba después de media noche.Capitulo 5. Atraccion1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
El bar "Amnesia", antes conocido como "El cordero elegante", recibió su peculiar nombre gracias al sin fin de historias que
Cold Clouds Go OverCold Clouds Go Over1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold Clouds go over
with the rain secretly guarded inside
White Islands suspended in the sky
at the Winds favour
Old trees wave their black fingers
the Witches of Time... whispers filling the air
to turn their shapes into Wings
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The Swallows Departure I seeThe Swallows Departure1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
SymbioticThis is the story of two.Symbiotic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Symbiotic: mutually beneficial; interdependent.
Death and Life. Life and Death. Such heavy words, such heavy words…
Let it be known that Life is indeed a fragile scale that must be balanced. Without balance, Death can take over. The one single thing that tips this balance so often is this idea of happiness.
Happiness: the state of being happy.
Happy: feeling pleasant or content; satisfaction.
Satisfaction in ones life is so incredibly rare, and one must wonder how the word keeps turning...the balance is so greatly disturbed with this un-happiness that it has driven many to end their own Life. Death has taken over. The balance is crushed under the weight of dissatisfaction.
I often wonder why people are unhappy. The gift of Life is bestowed upon them. I do not say by God. I do not believe in God. But this is not to be discussed now.
Life is, without a doubt, a gift. A gift from the universe and all things considered, we have no right to live. We shouldn&
That Is the HeartOur nerves were high strungThat Is the Heart11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the top of the ladder -
pinched between bones with
the red arteries and blue veins tangled
as we were pinned down and dissected
piece by piece
between the crumpled pages
I don't know where they went wrong
because I didn't think
that there was any such thing
as right or wrong, but
they labeled the heart as the lungs
and by that time I no longer
had any vocal cords
Torchwood: Wake up call for Mr JonesTitle : A wake up call for Mr JonesTorchwood: Wake up call for Mr Jones4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author: Darkenrose/ blackenrose
Pairing: Jack Harkness/ Ianto Jones
Jack Harkness smiled softly as he lent on the doorway to Ianto's bed room, where Ianto Jones was currently completely under the covers and refusing to move.
"Ianto time to get up, we're going to be late." Jack said softly knowing full well Ianto was awake hidden under the duvet. He got a mumbled reply but no movement. Silently Jack made his way over to the bed and pounced on his young lover, throwing his legs around Ianto's hips over the duvet. In reply he got a surprised grunt. Smiling still Jack pulled back the covers to revile Ianto's head and torso. Ianto looked to be asleep apart from the adorable pout that danced over his lips.
"Ianto," Jack warned before kissing those full lips softly.
"10 more minuets Jack," Ianto's reply was rough from sleep, Jack's smiled broaden as he wiggled and found a place to lean on his forearm above Ianto's h
Night Lighttwilight drapes the world in the suns last light,Night Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
moonlight brightens night's shadows,
starlight brings the wishes for dawn,
and midnight is a black shadow with a fire in its soul.
Born with BoobsYou walk in the door and I'm practically drooling.Born with Boobs4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stunningly, amazingly beautiful
Brilliantly, stunningly, amazingly beautiful
Magnificently, brilliantly, stunningly, amazingly beautiful
You sit down right next to me.
You turn to start talking to me.
Your blonde hair flows gracefully down your back
Your big, violet eyes make me melt
I want to kiss your perfect, pink lips
I wish I could just tell you.
You have no clue...
You will never love me back
We're too different
...Actually, we're too the same...
I can smell your Peppermint gum...
You will never love me, because I have a vagina