Fionna's Love Adventure Chapter3Fionna's Love Adventure Chapter31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Three: Untold Secrets
Fiona: Cake, PG was acting so weird when we were all alone in the treehouse. H-h-he took off his shirt..a-a-and he grabbed me by the waist..he started kissing me..h-he threw me onto the couch, he unbuttoned my shirt, then tried to "touch" me...and then Marshall Lee and Flame Prince walked in when he was kissing me...it was so awkward, Cake..
Cake: Oh glob..
Lord Mochronomicorn: -_----_---_---__-_-___----_--_-- ((That's just plain wrong of PG...o.o"))
Cake: I know right..Fi? You okay though?
Fionna: Yeah, I'm allright..
Cake: You wanna go over Marshall Lee's house and explain everything?
Fionna: N-no..I mean..yes..I might as well..just to explain to him..you're right Cake. And thank you Lord Mochronomicorn. *smiles gratefully*
Cake: See ya Mochronome. Come on Fionna, let's go.
Fionna: Yeah, see you later Lord Mochronomicorn. Bye....Wait! I ch
Nava-Verse Character Biography: DenfumiaNava-Verse Character Biography: Denfumia4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Bloody" Denfumia, also known for a time as "The Drainer", was a mutant Wabacawler female who was born with an "advanced", uniquely ravenous form of vampirism, as opposed to the "mild", benign form of vampirism that afflicts every other member of her kind. Before proceeding, do be warned that her life story is, in the most literal way possible, the bloodiest by far among those of all "superheroes", to the point of being a horror story in some ways. Indeed, the term "superhero" seems a rather inappropriate one for her; perhaps "folk hero" or even "anti–hero" might be better, though many would argue that labeling her as any sort of "hero" is overly generous. Even if one considers her a flat–out "villain", though, it cannot be disputed that Denfumia stands as an extremely unique, notable and very much "super" individual among her race. She is also one of the few modern "superheroes", insomuch as she "counts" as one, known specifically not to have been cons
sloppys returnsloppys return1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"my friends are such dorks" Sarah muttered to herself as she texted them back, she was wearing a tight black skirt and a blue shirt that was tucked into her skirt, she was a rather lovely girl with a slim figure. she was lying on her stomach, texting away. sloppy joe was watching from behind her, he licked her legs then ducked down. she got up and looked behind her, she couldn't spot anything.
she remained sitting down on the bed. sloppy popped back up and reached his arms up, then he grabbed her shoulders and stuffed her head into his mouth. "MMMPH!" Sarah cried as sloppy began gulping her down, she kicked her legs madly as he held her down, she punched at him as he flipped her onto her stomach, her skirt crept up her ass revealing her pink undies, her legs kicked helplessly. she continued squirming and protesting as her breast entered his mouth. her cries were muffled, she tried flipping over onto her back but sloppy held her down on her stomach.
her skirt was still up her ass, she s
FluxName: FluxFlux2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Original Name: Tomath Vayron.
Height: Below average no matter where he is.
Endurance: Above average
Common Sense: Rather high actually. He just tends to ignore it.
Personality: Flux is the kind of person that's always smiling and joking. He's always there for his friends and doesn't like to bother people with his own problems. Flux is rather hyperactive and dislikes sitting still for too long. Unless of course he has a sketchbook and a pencil. Flux has very low self-esteem, but he habitually brushes things off as they come. Making jokes about his own perceived uselessness. However, despite this he never stops trying his very best to help.
History: Flux started off as Tomath Vayron, a young artist. He enjoys drawing and is very good at drawing and frequently sketches the many things he sees in his adventures.
At some point,
PerfectionFinally he did it. Finally.Perfection4 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
It has taken him years to find out.
After hundreds of tries. Failures.
He found the formula to bake a human body.
It was perfect.
No difference to any normal human body in consistence and construction.
No one ind this world would have been able to find a fault.
It wasn't easy. Many incrediences were hard to get.
The heart of a newborn or the big amount of blood for excample.
But now he had everything together.
The mold was perfect.
The high temperatures fixed everything together perfectly.
A female body beyond every imagination.
Porcelain skin, so soft and white.
Lips as red as win. A scent of lavander.
Hair as dark as the night was waving softly around her shoulders.
Her bright eyes blue and deep as the ocean.
She was of such stunning beauty, such perfection. It was hard to look at.
It was the last thing he ever saw.
Fun at Dark Woods Circus ~Li' MeikoFun at Dark Woods Circus ~Li' Meiko1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh come here, come here! Tonight, we'll be showing the sad fate that some of this world carry."
"Children that God has abandoned, restlessly creeping out."
It's a girl. She looks a bit older than me but what is she talk- A flyer?
"Children who can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with. Their shaking tongues even accidentally cry out."
---'Dark Woods Circus?'
I never heard of it but it's still a circus. That girl's eyes... they were-
"The crowns of their head that caress the dark clouds. They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace. Ooh, The deformity! DEFORMITY!"
She sounds crazy but... it does sound like fun. I never been to a freak show before. Hmm. Is that her brother? He looks like her but then again i can't see him that well. He's tugging at her. Seems like there leaving.
"Drop by and see him. Drop by and see him. It's Fun!"
---'WAIT. See who?'
I better follow them.
Wow. It's huge and beautiful. It does seem like it will be
Commission - A Game of StrategyCommission - A Game of Strategy6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Name: Naomi Hartsfield
Hair color: light brown
Eye color: brown
Attitude: Naomi is usually a quiet and reserved who focuses on accomplishing her own goals. She is an intelligent individual who participates in school sports and takes many risks. Being a bit stable and practical, she respects the laws and rules of fair game but if she has her mind set on something, she will do anything to achieve that goal for herself, excluding personal feelings from the latter.
Likes: sports (soccer and volleyball), ramen, music, winter, hanging out, singing, parties, going to the movies, fluffy animals
Dislikes: rudeness, illogicalness, stubbornness, girly things, sweets, liars, haters, cheaters
“I’m open!” Naomi yelled towards one of her teammates. She quickly ran forward into the soccer field. Her teammate passed her the ball and she was on her way towards the goal, dodging her opponents and doing some tricks with her feet and th
NM-WIC chapter 5NM-WIC chapter 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The dragon came out of the cave slowly, still felling the effect of the gold. It faced me and Kendrick. I thought it was going to attack, so I lifted my sword. But instead, it bowed its head. It opened its mouth, and the fang I cut off dropped on the ground.
Kendrick reached for the fang. He put it to his chest and closed his eyes for a moment. "The fang doesn't have its calming energy now." When he opened his eyes, he raised his other arm and touched the dragon's nose. The dragon didn't move
"Uh what?" I didn't know what was going on.
"I'm sorry we had to take your fang out, but it already was cut." Kendrick was speaking to the dragon. The creature grumbled as if it understood.
"How did you " I said, not able to finish my sentence.
Kendrick picked up his weak body. He kept his eyes locked with the dragon's eyes. I couldn't believe this he had tamed the beast. The dragon was even purring .I didn't know dragons could purr!!!
"Joshua!!" I heard someone
Cheri and me chapter 3Cheri and me chapter 311 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
this is Yuri, girlxgirl
if you don't like it DON'T read it!
I hope you'll enjoy it
12th of August
Daddy waited for us in the living room, facing the front door. "so... there my little girls are." he smiled a creepy and emotionless smile. "have you decided already Sam?"
Cheri smiled brightly as she nodded "She'll go with me Daddy~!" I peeked up at him and nodded slowly. "great dear~, you'll love it." "D-Daddy?... c-can I take M-Miley with me?"
"no. you can't. no pets allowed." "but please Daddy~" Cheri added.
He shook his head sternly and peeked at me. "now shall we go pack your bag together dear?" he got up form his chair and walked to the stairs. As we got up into my room he pulled my hair and held me up against the door.
"Now dear, I want you to do just as I tell you. Don't be such a selfish spoiled brat. You'll go with Cheri to boarding school, if you like it or not. Cheri has bagged me to sig
Meet SilkieMeet Silkie9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sky high was looking into a mirror, brushing his long red hair. He and Gurdurr were going out tonight, and he wanted to look right. Satisfied that his hair was finished, he began to preen and straighten his feathers. "Those things look simply IMPRACTICAL." Said an all-too common voice from the doorway. Sky High glared at the figure's reflection in the mirror. "My feathers work just fine, Decitpurr." He said to the cat. Decitpurr just laughed. "You damn birds, trying to look pretty all the time. When not One of you really looks even vaguely nice." Sky high slammed his fist into the counter beneath the mirror, and turned to look at Decitpurr. "Look you, I'm sick and TIRED of you and all your nasty comments about me!!!" Decitpurr Snickered. "oh what are you going to do? Kill me with wing beats? I'm SOOOO scared!!" "No, I'm going to show you a bird that even YOU think is pretty." Decitpurr Blinked, then doubled over in laughter. "THAT IS THE DUMBEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD!!" Decitpurr blink
Legendary Pokemon Gijinkas! Prologue Route 7 of the Unova region was being pounded by a thunderstorm. Rain came down in cold sheets and the sky was an ominous dark grey color. The dark, tall grass shivered as a figure ran through them, trying to find shelter. The tall stalks concealed the figure, whatever it was, so that you couldn't see what it looked like.Legendary Pokemon Gijinkas! Prologue9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Eventually, the figure reached the edge of the tall grass and stopped. After a few seconds, the figure stepped out into the downpour. It was a girl with fiery orange hair in two fluffy, low ponytails. Her hair looked darker from the water that soaked it. She was wearing orange shorts with a cream colored shirt and jacket with orange gloves. She had knee-high cream socks with an orange stripe going down the side and orange ankle boots. The attire wasn't very suitable for rain, as the girl was shivering.
However on closer inspection, this wasn't just some normal, human girl. She had orange ears pert
Gift- A Change in his heartWho....who is this girl? This beautiful Burnett girl? Who is she? She's...... She's.......Gift- A Change in his heart8 months ago in Settings More Like This
"Logan! Play with me!"
"Ok, cousin! Let's play!!!"
"Tag! I wanna play tag!"
"Tag it is!"
She's...... Who is she?!
The light faded as I opened my eyes. I was laying in a meadow. My arms and legs spread out, I was like a doll thrown on a bed. I looked to my left. A little Kitsune, blue eyes, and yellow fur.
"Hi cousin Logan!" he wagged his tails
I looked at him for a moment. "Yeah, hi Tails...."
I looked to my right. "Hi, cous."
"Hi, Jenny." I seemed pretty aggravated, but I was just spacey.
I looked at her, and I remember my flash back I just had. I thought for a moment.
"Cous.....do you remember when we were young? And how we use to play together?"
"We use to play together? How do you remember that?"
I shrugged "I don't know, I just remembered all of a sudden. But I think you loved to play tag the most."
"Yes. Normally you picked that, and we use to play all day......."
Through the Eyes of a FoolThe man suitably thinks to himself, He's so... photogenic. Click.Through the Eyes of a Fool1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A snapshot is taken of a man - a partner - hard at work, studying. Through the eyes of Mafuyu, Kei had managed to fill three important roles in his life: a reliable, vigilant coworker, a fiercely devout friend, and most currently, a fond and generous mentor.
This film... May have captured all those relationships with just one photo... But maybe I just have the eyes of a fool. Helplessly, the young Mafuyu's eyes are bound to that photo's preview until it fades, leaving a new thumbnail of Kei's calm, yet inquisitive face looking back at him.
"What was that, Mafuyu?" The animated thumbnail asks softly.
Perhaps the question was not heard, or perhaps he had no appropriate explanation to offer his mentor. Mafuyu hesitates, "It's nothing. I thought I saw..." But what could he say?
In response, Kei does not heed the false warning of Mafuyu, but rather, the friend simply questions once more, "Is everything all right
Emios - Alia LagranEmios - Alia Lagran2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alia was born the daughter of two nobles. After both of them died when she still was young, she was adopted by the family's best friend, a commander of the military of their country.
As she learned to love her new father she soon began to admire his skills with the sword, and he began to teach her to his utmost capabilities. Been taken care of tenderly she grew to become a sophisticated aristocrat as well as a fine swordswoman.
Even though she found love in the aspiring military hero Sâviuz, who's calmness and warmth she would not have wanted to miss ever since, their country engulfed in yet another war; one hopeless to win. Despite being freightened about not knowing what would happen to Sâviuz she beared with the uncertainty, knowing he would be fighting for the sake of both their country and his own beliefs.
Then the message of his death arrived, unforeseenly and suddenly. What broke within her that very moment could not be hoped to be repaired, anymore.
How long her fragi
For One Shining Moment...The funniest thingFor One Shining Moment...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is when mum tells me
To draw a lung
On a swing
Wearing hooker boots
A fluffy short skirt
And fishnet pantyhose
For a project on tuberculosis.
Then goes on to tell me
About how she
Made a pot leaf out of pipe cleaners
And a joint out of a napkin
Because the OTHER teacher
Made it look too much like a tampon.
Sakura's Angel 2 Sakura woke up with a smile on her face. Looking around, she realizes Naruto was gone. She then saw a rose in her hand, and her smile grew even bigger. Sakura walked to school as happy as ever. "Hay Sakura." Ino said running to her. "So Sakura, did you find a date?" Ino asked. Sakura started to blush as she nodded. Ino was amazed and joyful. "Really, OMG what's his name, is he cute?" Ino said nudging.Sakura's Angel 26 years ago in Teen More Like This
"I'm not telling. You have to wait." Sakura said in a tempting voice.
The night of the dance came quick and Sakura was so excited. She got a note in her locker from Naruto saying to wear something easy to move in. She decided to put on her favorite pink dress. Luckily for her, her parents were out for the night so she could meet with Naruto outside. When she got out she sat down on the steps waiting for Naruto. She sat there until something blocked her eyes. "Guise who?" a familiar voice said.
I'm Just A PoetI'm just a poetI'm Just A Poet5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Stringing together words
In a way that tries to force you to feel,
To understand what I feel.
I'm just a manipulator
Gaining recognition by
Warping what you understand
Trying to change your emotions
Till they fit my own.
I'm just an instigator
Using my words
To try and lead you along a path
That was created in anger
And fueling your passion to follow it
Until you can't even remember
Why you followed this way.
I'm just an interpreter
Translating your feelings into words
While ignoring the very fact
That in doing so
I'm ruining the very thing
That made these feelings so powerful
But I don't care
I'm just a recorder
Writing the pain of a person,
Of a entire nation
With a few measily words
While deluding myself
That this actually helps someone,
That writing the same pain
In a different way actually
Makes anything less painful.
Priding myself that my words
May one day move people
To change the world
When all they actually do
Is garner a few mo
InuYasha Funnies and Idiocy...InuYasha Funnies and Idiocy...6 years ago in Humor More Like This
THE DAMN THINGY!!
Chu, Chu, dat right. WHAT UP DAWWWWG!?
InuYasha's Secret Identity
Ah... InuYasha. The story of the wonderful dog demon who is stuck in a lovely love triangle. He's been called many names, like 2 face, dog boy, kid... few I shouldn't name... but one name sticks in my head. InuTrasha. Sure, it's innocent enough. Not to those who know the true story. You see, there was a time, not that long ago...
It all started innocently enough. Kagome brought InuYasha back home with her one day to tour the modern world. Why? Don't ask me, ask her. Anyway, while Kagome was gawking in front of a store window at a bunch of dresses, InuYasha saw a bunch of stray dogs run by. Being a dog (well, half dog anyway) he followed them and ran away from Kagome. She noticed this about 10 minutes later. He might blow his beautiful disguise she had made so she went looking for him.
"HOOOOOOOOOOWL!! BARK, BARK! YAP, YAP, YAP, YAP!! WOOF, WOOF, WOOF! ARROOOOOO BARK, BARK!" "Huh dogs?
Is This Love?I finally found you.Is This Love?6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I remembered you.
Actually I never forgot you.
I remember the times I spend with you.
Every time I saw you,
My day was instantly brightened.
And when you held my hand,
My heart beat fastened.
Is this what people call ‘Love’?
Everyday afterschool I would rush to your class.
Because I wanted to see you before you left.
Because I couldn’t wait to see you again.
Because I was waiting all day just to see your face once more.
Because I love you.
It’s embarrassing to say,
But if it’s you I think I can manage.
Do you remember how you felt when you were with me?
Do you remember that flower we would see when we walked home?
Do you remember when I picked you a bundle?
And said you were beautiful for the first time?
If this feeling of remembering you bring a smile to my face,
And makes my heart hurt,
Because you are not here….
Is this love then?
If it is,
Then I still love you.
And I’m sorry I hurt you.
Please forgive my acti
Etheral Presence“ Etheral Presence”Etheral Presence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t let go.
Don’t force my hand. Don’t try to.
The room stifles my breath. As I gasp for air,
I look back and spit into the swirling despair.
This sort of crap never even bothered you.
When hurt, you struggled on forever true.
I wish I had just some of that strength. But I would
stay the weakling I am just to have you back. Even for a moment.
I shut my lids passed tears being forced out, that tight.
And then I looked over my shoulder to the right.
And I started to see you. Just a vague image but there you were
hazily staring back. And then you faded. But it was you I am sure.
I remember smiles and bubbly laughs.
I remember pains and divergent paths.
I won’t let go.
Dig your nails in. Nothing will change.
The weight continues to grow. As it snaps my spine,
I stand on my broken bones refusing to whine.
You bore weights that dwarf this into a mere crumb.
When crushed, you smiled brushing away the depressive glum.
I wish I had jus
Everlasting EverythingEverlasting EverythingEverlasting Everything1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I fell asleep half-dead,
too exhausted to rest my head,
eyes swollen with blood,
hands covered in hardened mud.
My nose itches and drips
as my sanity slips.
But what did I expect
from crying in the rain again?
I'm such a weak person
crying in the rain again.
You're not supposed to be able to tell
if its water or not so there I fell
bawling like a baby
and thinking maybe just maybe
you were still here
but you're not and ya won't my dear.
I was crying in a street corner,
being the only mourner.
Really, what did I expect
from crying in the rain again?
I'm such a weak person
crying in the rain again.
People walked by quickly and gawked,
adults snickered and mocked
but who are they to judge?
This loneliness won't ever budge.
They all walk by purely happy
wondrous lives with ecstasy
the way ours used to be
before you met eternity.
Now it's only this guy
that can't help but endlessly cry.
How could they know this pain?
It grinds away, making me insane.
But really, what