Meeting Your Maker (G/T) Part oneMeeting Your Maker (G/T)Meeting Your Maker (G/T) Part one1 year ago in Settings More Like This
I needed a hug.....I was kind of feeling down....and felt a little alone at the moment. So how about get a nice big hug from someone I know? Well....I knew him very well....but he had no idea of my existence.... in fact it was about due to give him a little visit. I'm sure he was just as lonely as me, if not more because people tend to stay clear of him due to obvious enough reasons.
I knew exactly where and how far away his house was from the city, I took a few sandwiches and a water bottle so I could save him the trouble of fixing anything for me and went in my journey.
I wasn't used to walking such a long distance....and had to make many breaks along the way. But eventually I made it to his house, it was of course VERY large from a humans point of view, but it just a normal sized one-story house to him.
Now was the tricky part....how was I going to get inside while still keeping it a surprise? I had to put some stuff on me so i
Jungle Cubs: Shere Khan and Bagheera - Sleeping 2A couple of weeks passed, and there was no sight of rain. "C'mon guys, it hasn't rained for awhile. We need to save the water, and use it only when we need it." I was on an exposed root of a tree, which its lower half was covered by the lake. "Aw c'mon, Bagheera. We are using water when we need it," Louie said to me. "But we need to be prepared! Haven't you ever heard of droughts?" "Yeah, I've heard of droughts, Bagheera. They're something...big...and ferocious," Hathi said, while rubbing his trunk on his head, clearly unsure of what droughts are. "They're not animals, Hathi. It's when there hasn't been any water in weeks, at all. And soon all the water will be gone; none will be left. That means without water, for about two months, we all could possibly die." "We won't die, Bagheera," Louie said before crashing into me. I fell into the water, almost drowning. Until I remembered it was only knee-deep. I walked towards shore, and shook my body until it was almost dry. "I'm telling you gJungle Cubs: Shere Khan and Bagheera - Sleeping 24 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Jungle Cubs: Shere Khan and Bagheera - Sleeping 1I wonder where those buffoons are. My so-called 'friends', but only one is. My true friend is Bagheera, the only one who cares for me. The others just make fun of me, pick on me, and such. But he doesn't. "Bagheera?" I called out. The panther emerged from some bushes, yawning. "What is it, Shere Khan?" "Do you know where the others are?" "Oh, yeah. They said they're going on some kind of 'journey to the Middle Jungle' or whatever." "I thought the Middle Jungle was a myth, the one about that big snake or whatever." "Well, they're going anyway. I guess we're all alone." "Yeah. So, what do you wanna do?" "Say what, Shere Khan?" "I said, what do you wanna do? Play or somethin'?" "You never want to play with any of us before, what makes you wanna play now?" "You know, we're all alone and...um..." I wasn't able to finish my sentence. I would be too embarrassed if I did. "Alone and what, Shere Khan?" "I-I kinda...like being around you, Bagheera," I was blushing under my fur, hopefully BagheerJungle Cubs: Shere Khan and Bagheera - Sleeping 14 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Memories from the MoonlightMemories from the Moonlight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
--------Memories from the Moonlight---------
☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ❤ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽
Dancing underneath the moon,
Its shining touch,
Remembrance of life and love,
All to be forgotten,
In the blink of an eye,
as long as the wind whispers on my back,
The howls of the night whispering softly in my ear,
The memories of time gently fading,
The black and white photo dusty and broken,
Slowly aging as time trickles by,
How many minutes go by?
How many seconds have left the serenity?
Will everything be forgotten?
Only Time may tell...
Will hearts still be true?
And the wind still guiding me?
As one sits...
As one waits...
As one dances underneath the moon...
In hopes to find its lost memories of time.
A Perfect MateTitle: A Perfect MateA Perfect Mate4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Shere Khan/Bagheera; Bagheera/OMCs; Bagheera/?
Warnings: AU, angst, h/c, innuendo, interspecies, mentioned death (not main characters), slash, violence
Summary: The perfect mate has always been in front of Shere Khan.
Disclaimer: I do not own Jungle Book/Disney characters. I make no profit from this.
A rich, musky scent lingered in the hot jungle air, making Shere Khan hungrily sniff at the air while drool dripped from the sides of his mouth. The sweet scent of heat was nothing new to him. He had numerous liaisons in the past, but the scents always led to females of his species. This alluring musk was laced with Bagheera's scent. A male entering heat and being able to produce cubs was rare, but what shocked him the most was the sudden spike in his arousal. Normally, he could control his primal instincts, but the thought of the beautiful panther carrying his heirs took over his mind. Ever since childhood, he had a deep fondness for Bagheera, alth
Alone and UnseenAlone and Unseen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chill in the breeze,
The frost on the ground,
Crisp on a moonlit night.
A young boy's figure
Glides through the streets,
His breath a clouded fog.
Eyes like crystals,
Hair like snow,
He walks with staff in hand.
Alone in the world,
Unseen by all,
He strides like a ghost through the town.
Young children seen
Through a window pane,
Bask in the glow of the hearth.
Unseen goes the boy
Who stares unnoticed and lost
At the joy before his eyes.
A tentative move,
A soft hand to the glass,
Which freezes beneath his touch.
He turns away,
To the dark of the night
And raises his head to the sky.
A tear flows unseen,
Silent and soft,
To be dashed on the frozen earth.
Calling winds forth,
Around him to swirl,
His feet lift off from the ground.
Invisible and alone,
He flies higher until
He melds with the sky and the stars.
"I want to be seen
And I want to be heard."
Only one hears this desperate boy's cry.
The Man in the Moon
Stares down on the scene,
At the lost and forgotten child.