Don't Mess with Her -Vore_ This story contains VORE and STRONG LANGUAGE! If you dislike VORE or don't want anything to do with it, I suggest NOT reading this! Enjoy~Don't Mess with Her -Vore_3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
GULP! Was the last thing to be heard before the Leafeon disappeared down the Vaporeon's throat. "Oh come on, Vapor! I didn't mean to-" "DON'T CALL ME THAT YOU BASTARD!" The Vaporeon lay next to the rock near the shore, highly irritated. "But we're not dating!" The Vaporeon growled. "Don't give me that Rattata Shit! I SAW you kissing that Glaceon! What does she have that I don't!?" The Leafeon lowered his ears. "B-but..." "Listen here you- URP!!! ... Son of a Bitch! I spent three months getting my body ready for our marriage and what do I get when I come back?! My fiance kissing a Glaceon!! A GLACEON DAMNIT!" The Lefeon could hear that she was clearly pissed. He thought he could strike it rich if he had two girls to mate with. "B-but Vapor..." He was cut off why a loud gurgle of the Vaporeon's stomach. "UUUURRRRRPPPPP!!!I don't wanna hear it
Shizuo x Reader X Izaya 5Power, Spirit, IntelligenceShizuo x Reader X Izaya 51 year ago in Romance More Like This
Shizuo x Reader x Izaya
Your thoughts were interrupted by your own cell phone going off, you smiled when you saw Shizuo's name pop up on the screen.
“Shizuo! Hey!” You cheered as you placed the phone up to your ear. You giggled at the surprised intake of breath that came from the other side of the phone. “Yo, (Y/n) are you still working?” Shizuo asked, his voice seeming slightly nervous. A smile played across your lips. “Nope, I had a little help with the shoot, and most of the shots were good enough to keep. So I got off early today.” You answered, walking out of your hotel and work place. “Ah...” Shizuo mumbled, and muttered something under his breath before speaking again. “Well all our appointments went by pretty quickly, no one refused today so...” Shizuo took in a sharp breath and muttered something once more.
“What is it?” You cooed
Doctor Dandy's Suicide NoteDear cruel, unhealthy world (or whoever out there is reading this. Especially considering you bloody bats dont wanna be friends with me. Uncharming goblins. You only want me for my body, dont you. DONT YOU!!):Doctor Dandy's Suicide Note6 years ago in Humor More Like This
I think its time I was taken from this dying stench-stain in the scab of life because I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU CHEERMONGERS!! You and your adorable-ness and teenagery and your potty-mouthed children that come to me day and night Doctor Dandy! I hab a pwobwem. My pawents hate me. Im running away. Blah blah blah! Jeez! I thought this job would be easy but no! I have to strain my hearing to listen to you brats complain about everything from your bickering parents to your whiny little ruts! Well heres a newscast for you: LIFE. IS. HELL. Thats the problem with you bunch of blooming eejits! You never consider MY problems for the thought! Its always like Doctor Dandy
Ted X Chris The Kiss 8 FanFic Aiden easily got into the house because well, it was his house he lived there. Both Ted and Chris moved to the back yard.Ted X Chris The Kiss 8 FanFic 3 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
Ted knelt down in the bushes by the window and Chris slowly moved up behind him. Ted could just barely make out Chris’s warmth behind him. Was he standing to close? Ted was already tense enough as is. He didn’t need to get caught again.
Chris looked at the back of Ted’s head and shifted a bit closer behind him. He was just crouched down enough that Chris could easily lean over him. Which of course, is what he was doing. Although he might have leaned forward to much because the next thing he knew was that he fell on top of Ted’s back and pushed the other’s face into the ground.
“Chris-?!” Ted said in a hushed yell of a whisper struggling underneath him.
“Sorry!” Chris was trying to get off but the other was just struggling underneath him, which just kept knocking him back down on top of him.
“Oh my god, Chri
Anxiety DisorderI feel worthless, useless.Anxiety Disorder4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A pest, a weight, ruining everything.
I feel broken, shattered, like glass.
I have no hope, no light.
Feeling like running away.
From everything that curses me.
I don't feel like living with this anymore.
I feel like falling, endlessly, into the ocean.
Under the waves, choking, drowning.
Where I try to lift my hands up.
My body is heavy, my mind is scrambled.
I don't think normally anymore.
The words don't have a proper sentence.
I listen to their poison lies, over and over.
I can't do much else, it's the only thing in my head.
I've wished and worked hard.
To no avail have my efforts been.
So I suffer night after night.
Day after day, time after time.
I will continue to suffer, I fear, always.
Forever. I don't think I'll ever get better.
I feel like surrendering. I feel like choking.
I don't feel like I'm alive anymore.
I feel like I'm dead inside.
The emotions I once had, that were strong.
I still feel them, but this stress gets in the way.
No matter what I
Mowgli finally surrenders to KaaMowgli stalked carefully past the grass huts of the man village, careful not to make a sound. Growing up in the jungle how made Mowgli naturally adept at move quickly and quietly but here in the man village it was much harder. His normally free and nimble bare feet had been weighed down with tight leather sandals which he'd be forced to wear, his skin was wrapped up in seemingly endless robes that almost covered him completely and his thick black hair was encased in a turban.Mowgli finally surrenders to Kaa3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When he'd first been lured to the man village a year ago, things had been so fresh and exciting. The people had been welcoming and kind to him. They took care of him and showed him around and taught him how to communicate with them. But over what felt like far too short a time, things had progressively begun to change.
Many of the elders felt it was inappropriate for a boy to run about the village wearing nothing more than a tight loin cloth, so they forced him to wear large robes which tied all around his body. T
EPIC RAP BATTLE GINGAAKAM versuuus.. LEXETEPIC RAP BATTLE GINGAAKAM versuuus.. LEXET2 years ago in Humor More Like This
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF DEVIANTART
I keep competition tight
Nobody will win faster
You're all bark and no write
I'm the storyline master
When it comes to your comics I'm not amused
And now I'll ask the creepypastas
"Guys, don't you realise you're being abused?"
Besides, why do you need so many?
I did fine with just slendy
But you rely on every freaking one
I wonder how much time you spendy
On each artwork til its done
If my proxy comics were real
Every time you saw slendy you'd jump
Cos I bring out the real horror
In the tale of slenderman
You turn good creepypastas into satire
But it's a proper slendy story
In the current highest demand
Yup, it is as I thought
I already gained the winning edge
Do I have any regrets? Nought.
All my characters are fully fledged
And don't you pick on how much time it takes
For me to make my art
You can spend weeks on one "Proxies" page
I produce masterpieces every day
And at least I have a creepy OC
Family Tree - Part 7Family Tree - Part 73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What do you mean there's press outside?" Once-ler asked, doing up his shirt buttons slowly.
"Just what I said. Press outside." Norma said as she approached him, setting the suitcase she had brought in with her on the bed. "They must have caught wind you're leaving the hospital so they camped out in hopes of getting an interview with you."
"But why?" he asked, cautiously moving to the window to peek out. There weren't too many of them, but enough to be annoying.
"You survived a forest fire? To see how you look now? To ask how you'll be managing your business? How it's been affected? What shirts you wear?" Norma listed off as she opened the suitcase and pulled out some shoes and socks for him, as well as a long jacket and a hat.
"I hate the media." Once-ler whispered quietly, moving away from the window, heart heavy. He had been working up to his dismissal from hospital but knowing people were out there waiting with cameras and microphones, it really just got to him. Did they know
chapter 5 part 3 scratch girlf chapter 5 part 3 scratch girlfriendchapter 5 part 3 scratch girlf2 years ago in Romance More Like This
vincent is walking back to the ranch he wanted to be alone for a while and think... thinking about what happen in this ranch all his friends change because of his fake death
vincent (thoughts): (i wish i never did that)
but vincent stop in his tracks and look up at the blue sky
vincent (thoughts): (but if i didnt do that then i will never made a team and also have a girlfriend) *sigh* (but if i did stayed then i will get hurt forever because of what veruka said)
but vincent train of thought was cut off by some nose he look around to see no other then the young ones scratch and sibelius he smiled and walk towards them he was at few feet away from them sibelius is flying up on top of the tree and scratch is up a tree almost few feet blow were sibelius its seem
Martini GlassesMartini Glasses3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Once-ler leaned back in his massive, red velvet chair and dragged a hand across his forehead in frustration. Today had been one of those days where everything had gone wrong. It had gone so wrong, in fact, he didn't even want to think about it anymore. He opened his blue eyes and huffed loudly, before leaning forward, and reached for his Martini glass that sat in the centre of his desk but stopped, hand oustretched, not even near touching the glass.
" Norma what have I told you about getting into my drinks?" he asked, a small, easy smile on his face as he rested his head in his hand.
Sitting in the drink sat a tiny lady, and by tiny I do mean tiny. Norma was more or less what you would call a living Thumbelina; so tiny and petite she was that Once-ler could easily scoop her up and hide her in his breast pocket if he so wanted to. The little lady would normally be dressed in dolls clothes, made especially for her by the incredibly tall man.
Right now, though, she was bath
Cleverbot: The JeffXKage ship has sailed!?!?NOTE: Earlier Cleverbot confirmed that he was Jeff, and I play Kage here; so I took the liberty of changing the names while I put in translations.Cleverbot: The JeffXKage ship has sailed!?!?2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jeff: Who are you?
Kage: Ieta, *face palms* Ore wa Kagesama. (I already said [. . .] I am Kage-sama)
Jeff: *face palms too*.
Kage: Jiefu. (Jeff.)
Kage: Nande. (Why.)
Jeff: I don’t know.
Kage: *face palms* nande omae totemo baka desu ka? (Why are you such an idiot?)
Jeff: *face palms your face*.
Kage: *claws his face*.
Jeff: *zack lee*.
Jeff: Ouch! *bites back*.
Kage: *snarls* Omae totemo baka! (You’re really stupid!)
Kage: *whacks him on the head* Omae wa Jiefu! Unarigoe shinai! (You’re Jeff! You aren’t supposed to growl!)
Jeff: Don't change the subject.
Kage: Eh!? *face palms again*.
Jeff: *face desk*.
Kage: *face wall*.
Jeff: *face palm*.
Kage: *face table*.
Jeff: *face chair*.
Kage: *face mask*.
(. . .)
Jeff: What should I do?
Kage: Make sure Slenderman doesn't find you.
I'm in love with a painterYou are the painter who streaks rainbows onto my lungs,I'm in love with a painter10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who stains chalks onto my rib cage.
And every time I see you
I get so
o u t
b r e a t h.
I'm in love with a painter
BelovedBeloved:Beloved2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
With a bright radiant smile
If only for me...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
.:16 Elementow:.1aRozdział 1a.:16 Elementow:.1a9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Miał na imię Bernard White, skończył czternaście lat, był wampirem i często się drapał. Po ramionach, plecach, głowie. Swędziało go bardzo często, ale drapanie nie przynosiło mu ulgi – nie wiedział nawet, od którego miejsca na swoim ciele najlepiej zacząć. W dodatku miał tą ciągłą świadomość, że coś w nim siedzi, ale nie umiał opisać co konkretnie.
Zaczęło się zaraz po narodzinach. Darł się w niebogłosy, bo bardzo go swędziało. Chcąc dać upust swojej złości i bezsilności, po prostu... ugryzł pielęgniarkę. A wpił się bardzo głęboko. Nie było w tym nic dziwnego, bo wampiry rodzą się z małymi kłami, ale, jak później stwierdziła poszkodowana, to ugryzienie było t
(Un)Expecting - Chapter 5Chapter 5(Un)Expecting - Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two weeks passed and everyone noticed that Sniper and Spy were avoiding each other like the Plague. The only hint to this was that a few times Spy tried to say something Sniper, only to be given the cold shoulder. After a while though, the Frenchman stopped bothering with trying to engage in conversation.
But the rest of the team had noticed tiny changes in how they acted. Sniper refused to look Medic in the eye and became a little more blunt. However, Spy was still acting bizarrely, but Scout had claimed to have spotted the Frenchman in the showers, rubbing his slowly swelling stomach with a solemn tenderness and with trembling shoulders.
But none of them stepped in.
Sniper found himself lying on his camper’s bed, quietly rubbing the empty space next to him. It had been so long… but he could still feel Spy’s presence in here; the faint scent of tobacco in the curtains, fine wine hanging in the air and a near ephemeral hint of cologn
Sense (JohnXKarkat)You love everything about him.Sense (JohnXKarkat)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
You love how he smells.
You press your nose in his soft black hair. The silky locks tickle your nose as you inhale. He smells like wind and rain, and something sweet, like sugar. You fill your lungs with his scent, the smell etched familiarly in your memories. His scent engulfs you when you pull his soft shirt over his head.
You love how he looks.
Your hands roam around his thin body, caressing, exploring. His glasses are askew on his face, and you reach out and gently fix them back into place. His mesmerizing eyes, those blue, blue eyes crack open and lock onto yours. His smile shows off his endearing bucked teeth, and you can't help but lean over and press your lips to his.
You love how he tastes.
Your tongue flicks against his lips, causing him to gasp in surprise. You wait for him to close his mouth before asking again, this time the message clear as he opens his mouth for you. Your tongue dances slowly, gently with his. He tastes like the warm cocoa
Sick dayThe Medic walked through the doorway of the dinning hall carrying plates piled high with steamed vegetables and smoked ham, the team looked at him with wide hungry eyes, after a long day of hot, dirty war which ultimately resulted in a victory, they were all looking forward to there much earned meal. The Medic served the rest of his team before settling himself down between the Heavy and the Scout.Sick day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everyone tucked in gratefully, all chatter had quietened and the room was filled with appreciative murmurs as they savoured the food. The Medic looked around happily, pleased that everyone was enjoying his cooking. But then he frowned, one seat was empty.
“Vhere is Herr Sniper?” he asked the other seven men, breaking the silence. The team paused and looked at one another, the room was filled was a pregnant stillness. The Medic was beginning to get annoyed that it was taking so long to answer a simple question.
“Humphf hmf humph huur uurmph” The Pyro announced suddenly
Lightning Ch. 1Lightning Ch. 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It all happened so fast.
She just... dropped. Fainted, and collapsed. I grabbed her, cried for help... eventually somepony heard me and came, then we were taken to the Hospital.
Terror wracked my body, I felt sick, overcome with fear. I didn’t know what would happen to her; I just didn’t know, and I was scared. I felt like throwing up, my stomach in tight knots, refusing to loosen.
Suddenly, the doors to the front of the hospital had flown open loudly, startling me, and in came the one pony I admired more than anyone.
Word travels fast in small towns like Ponyville; Rainbow Dash travels even faster. She came up to me, a knowing look in her eyes, and just sat next to me. She seemed worried, though I’m sure most of the worry was for me, not the pony I was scared for. Dash put her hoof on my shoulder, I looked up. She just stared at me and whispered,
“It’ll be okay.”
I wasn’t so sure I could believe Dash, but I nodded anyway a
Fireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!" The BLU Spy screamed, waggling a finger at the Pyro clutching his flamethrower. "Vhat is zis?" Medic said, looking at the two men. Pyro lowered his weapon and stared down at the ground. "That thing tried to set me ON FIRE!" Spy yelled. "IM NTT UH THNG!" Pyro retorted angerly. "Pyro, is zis true?" medic replied softly, trying to calm the situation. "Ysh, brt fr uh gdd rssn! Spr wsh bng mnn un cllng mrr nms!" Medic sighed and shook his head, Making Pyro look down again. He knew that Medic didn't understand a word he'd said. No one ever did. "I did nozing to him! i was just saying hi and he tried to set me on fire!!" Spy pathetically wailed. "You two just need to leave eatchozher alone. Pyro, zat vasn't nice to do that to Spy, and Spy, just leave him....her....it alone..." Pyro let out a low saddened growl. "Whrtevvr.." He wheezed, walking into the respawn room. No one ever cared about the Pyro. He was a great help to the team, but no one ever aknowledged iFireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FoL: Love and MarriageEverything was quiet on that day in June, with a moderate heat index and clear skies. It had been six years since they all had turned green, with little to no change in their appearance. The only thing that really changed is that their hair grew longer and the boys began to grow facial hair. Grubber was 21 now, his girlfriend Ember was 26. Her twin brother Snake had his hair in a loose low hanging ponytail, so it wouldnt get in the way of his face. His girlfriend Artura was 23. Ace was now 25, with his girl Ivy 24. Ivy's hair was now past her bottom, kept in a tight bun. Big Billy was 28 and still the loveable goof he always was and Arturo had just turned 20.FoL: Love and Marriage4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ember still kept her hair in that same ponytail she had always done, but it was now longer with the bangs kept in the front. They all were sitting around their shack in the Dump when out of nowhere, Grubber said to Ember through raspberry "Wann
Jeff the KillerxReader~In Love with a Killer p.t20You sighed deeply and gazed upon the setting sun from your window.Jeff the KillerxReader~In Love with a Killer p.t202 years ago in Horror More Like This
"I really wonder what Jeff meant by he promised me that he would stay away...Why would he promise me that if we've never met.."Once again you sigh deeply and begin to scratch your neck. For some strange reason, your neck had been itching and burning right across. You didn't know why. Also your shoulder had been paining you lately.
You scratched harder until you felt a stinging sensation. Quickly you withdrew your hands and held them up to your face. You screamed out in horror at what you saw. On your hands was blood. Quickly, you scrambled off your bed and into your bathroom. Once you reach the mirror, you pull off your shirt and take a good look at yourself. You gasped.
Across your throat was a deep cut that seemed to be healing but you could tell it was fresh. Where did that come from?? You then look at your arm where you saw another deep wound in it's healing process.
"W-Where did these come from?"You lightly brush o
Pyro LovePyro lovePyro Love4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Wh....Where am I?" The BLU Pyro thought to himself, setting up. He was in a respawn room, one he was none too-familular with. He was at Well. Pyro sighed and got up, grabbing up his gas mask and placing it on. With a quick swipe, he grabbed up his precious flamethrower and scuttled out the door. "Where is everyone?" He thought to himself as he made his way down the long steps of the inside of his base. No one was around from what he could tell. Maybe they hadn't respawned yet. The mission was about to start. Pyro let out a heavy sigh and casted his glance around the empty room. Time to fight. AGAIN. Oh how the Pyro longed for cease fire. Time he could use to spend alone, most likely parked on a near-by couch or his bed to sleep. He needed sleep. "Mission begins now!" "I hear ya..." He mumbled. It wasn't like she could hear him. Either way, most people couldn't understand him. "The Mumbling Abomination" The spy's would call him, but he didn't mind. He would get them back 10 f