Writing is....Writing is....Writing is....5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Writing is art that flows on to the empty canvas of paper. It colors the empty soul of blue lines that horizontally straighten the white.
Writing is music that screams into your ears on an exciting cliffhanger, it might whisper when all is still in the fantasy, or it gently sooths your happiness, when everything works out.
Writing is photography that shows you pictures and scenes of calm or frightening things. In your mind, you think if it will all end soon, or if it will continue on in your imagination.
TG - Kevins in BikinisKevins in BikinisTG - Kevins in Bikinis5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All her life Kevin Jo Starkel had wished for two things: a little sister and a first name that she wasn't forced to share with her older brother. Through an odd clause in the will of her great-uncle Mendel, Kevin's parents had to name their first two children 'Kevin' after Mendel's father to inherit college annuities for all their children from his estate. They were given the right to choose a different middle name for each.
Miss Kevin Starkel had long loathed her great-uncle for assuming she would be born a boy. When it came to school, her parents made sure that the teachers and principal knew that her name was always to be "Kaye" or "Jo" for the sake of anything around her peers. For years, she kept the secret of her real first name from most friends and would always tense up when there was a substitute. Oftentimes, she just skipped those classes.
Once, she was chosen to get an award and a fill-in speaker spoke the "hated" name. While she tried to show no rea
The Genetic Park 8 part 3The Genetic Park 8 part 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Genetic Park 8 part 3
I sighed as I sipped my drink, barely paying attention to my surroundings as nothing that was going on around me caught my attention. It was all background really, and nothing worth looking away from my drink for.. My tail slithered and coiled around the stool as I minded my own business, the weights felt barely palpable, as if there was nothing there at all. Maybe this wasn't gonna be a problem after all. I kept minding my business until I heard a voice, a girl asking me "Are you a TG too?" My whiskers twitched as I glanced right, only to see a tigress with a beer in her hand, she seemed somewhat depressed as her ears laid hidden on her orange hair.
Ever since I've gotten this body I managed to learn how to detect emotions through subtle actions such ears falling down or standing up top, the swishing or limpness of the tail. It all managed to tell the mood of a person. Fur bristling when one was angry on cats, vapory snorts on equines and bovines when they we
TF AlterVerse Zoe Custom SuitTF AlterVerse Zoe Custom Suit6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Zoes Personal Custom Suit
Code Number: X-40A
Type: Custom Design Accelerator Suit
Manufacturer: KeysTech Coporation
The helmet is armed with a slot up visor, and has a small communication link at one side. It also has a 360 degree HUD (Heads-Up Display) screen that interfaces with the user itself, allowing the user to see everything around him or her and interface with the suit. The helmet acts like a kind of omni-sensor visor, which allows all the tactical and situational information to be available to the user at all times in the field
The suit is comprised of three main layers, and a few other sub-layers of nano-machines and secondary armour plating. The first layer is made up of an acquiescent and flexible one piece (like a swimsuit) that allows the user to interface with the circuitry and sub-systems of the Suit. The second layer acts like an additional muscle layer, consisting of small pistons and hydraulics that complement the S
Eye Candy - TGMy back came against the wall, my breath coming a little bit heavier as I gently peeked around the corner. He was walking towards me, his eyes focused on the ground above his foot. He didn't look up the entire way, seeming to evade people by instinct more than anything else. Or maybe it was just that he was so damn scary they were avoiding him, I decided, and he was just weaving around for the sake of it.Eye Candy - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't so much that he looked scary. In fact, he looked sorta cute the way his soft pink lips fit his feminine face, the eyeliner accentuating his looks. The air of mystery that caught her interest yet kept her at bay, along with every other breathing being in a five foot radius. I blushed at the direction my thoughts were taking, holding my breath and slamming myself back against the wall as the boy in question walked onwards.
A hint of thrill passed through me when I saw that he was still holding the papers, with all their odd marks. Freakish and weird, filled with numbers
One Size Fits AllWARNING: Version 7 has been known to cause damage to PC's from frustrated uploaders.One Size Fits All5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One Size Fits All
"What do you think of this one?"
"This would probably clash with our cuff links."
"Dude, you're not even looking at it!"
"Hm?" JT looked up from his PSP at his fellow teenager. Boredom was plastered over his face, showing no interest in the suit under discussion. "I'm still saying this is a waste of time and money, Kent."
The blond haired boy sighed, draping the suit across JTs arms before video games could reclaim priority. "Come on, man, its prom. Don't you want to graduate saying you at least tried?"
"I'd rather play that HaloDST tournament." Shutting off his game, JT stared at the garment forced upon him. A pretty standard button up suit, given that he did not care about its distinct looks from the rest of the hanging samples. Still, it would make a good blend in with the crowd. JT considered his options for a second before giving Ke
Prom Dates - TG"I don't know about this..." Jim fidgeted, wishing he could put more force into the words even as he said them. He was still lifting the wand, though, the willow wood digging into his hand a little as he clenched it.Prom Dates - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rand just shook his head, grinning. "It's the perfect solution. We both cast a spell, and whoever gets theirs done first gets a prom date. We both cover for whoever 'stayed home,' and no body ever has to know which guy was wearing a dress."
"Yeah, but transformation magic is... I don't think I can do this, Rand. I'm not good at that sorta thing." He felt like his skin was going to crawl off, thinking about the idea of magic crawling on him like that. He preferred using it on items, making new things. He could barely bring himself to point wood at a slug. But he couldn't deny Rand, either. Not when he was so worked up over something.
Rand shot him a smile, the type that always made him want to quiver, either from warmth or fear. Rand never smiled like that except to cajole
A Family inflation part 2This is a piece of non erotic fiction, and it does involve body inflation. In particular the Belly. This is the first of a few in a series and there will be more to come. If you do not like or care for body inflation and the thought of someone inflating to an huge size is disturbing to you....... you have been warned and should not read this then.A Family inflation part 25 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Lisa was laying on the ground, she could fell the grass under her and the warm sun shining down on her. She smiled and placed her hands on her stomach. Running her hands up and along its curve to rest on top, she had to extend her arms a bit to get them to the top of the expansive curve of her swollen stomach. Her eyes opened and she was startled at how big she was. She was way bigger than she had ever thought possible, she craned her neck to look at herself and was in awe. Her stomach towered over her and had to be at least three feet high and almost as wide! How was this possible? The shock quickly wore off as
SW: Kaira, The Grand InquisitorSW: Kaira, The Grand Inquisitor1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Commandant Aira-ty Nokta watched as the Jedi captive took another solid punch in the jaw from her Storm Commandos. This wasn't her first interrogation, in the past months since the fall of the Republic and the formation of the Galactic Empire she'd conducted dozens of these interrogations on Jedi and other enemies of the Empire. This was just like any other.
With another blow to the woman's gut, Aira-ty walked forwards, her men stepping aside, one of them lifting the Jedi's head up by her fur to meet her gaze.
“This doesn't have to continue.” Aira-ty said gently, looking into the bothan's eyes. “Tell us what we want to know, and we'll end this.”
The bothan's eyes blazed defiantly as she gazed at Aira-ty hatefully, her jaw remaining shut.
“Keep it up, but don't break her jaw. We need her to talk.” Aira-ty said with a sigh as she stepped back again and let the pair of Storm Commandos resume their ministrations as she leaned against the wall and continu
The White Gem part11This text contains TF and/or TG as well as mild sexual scenes and bad languageThe White Gem part115 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So if you don't like any of the above, go find something else to read
The TGF Writer
The rest of the day went by rather fast, once they had finished eating, Samantha managed to convince Eric into going shopping with her; it was a toured course of hell for her.
They spent four whole hours going from one shop to the other, trying out clothes and more clothes; Eric refused to put anything that had as much as a flower on it or a skirt, so most of the trying new clothes was done by Samantha; and despite the sheer amount of time spent on each of the stores, the amount of clothes they ended up buying was almost naught, though the stares that Eric got every now and then were enough to make her want to go away as soon as possible.
Once the sun began to go down, Samantha began to show signs of being tired, so the
TFAV Drab05 RP Seeking AnswersTFAV Drab05 RP Seeking Answers4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's right. That is what a soldier is all about, yes they go to war, yes they have to end people's lives for the greater good, but is it really for peace or is it a political reason these people need to die? I was told by an old general a while ago that he would rather live in a world without the need for generals, soldiers, or wars."
Victor Keys, when talking to James McAlister about the dangers that await humanity in the inevitable upcoming war and about his scar that defines him as one of the McAlisters.
Year 2009 A.D._
Residence of Matthew Chagon_
One year ago_
(The events of this Roleplay takes place after TFAV Russian Roulette [Parts 1, 2 and 3] and before TFAV Aftermath.)
~Talamone, a small Italian town in Italy, One year ago~
~ The silver-white Lamborigini Reventon sped through the streets of Italy; leaving a maelstrom of dust and air currents in its wake. ~
Victor: [comlink] Ah yes...I have having a meeting
Closing Time "Hey, you." said a familiar voice as I entered the shop. I looked up to see Sophie smiling back at me.Closing Time6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Hey. Busy day?"
"Ugh, no. It's been so dead in here, I considered closing up and going home. I mean, who would know?"
"I would..." I said playfully. "I could get you fired!"
"Yeah but then they'd replace me with someone else who probably wouldn't give you free stuff."
"Well you've got me there."
"So, what will it be?"
"Well I'm pretty hungry but I don't have much money so I want as much as I can get for..." I noticed a sly smile start to spread across her face.
"I might have something..." she said seductively. She walked over to the door and locked it before pulling the blinds down. "...but not for just anybody."
I watched as she went back behind the counter and pulled out a small bottle containing two blue
Original evahulk 1Brain dead 12 ½ studios presents:Original evahulk 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Either the best idea Ive ever had or the worst.)
I own nothing thats going to be showing up anytime soon
Okay this one Well frankly I figured itd be done eventually by someone so I might as well just go ahead and be either the one or a one. Ill say Im sorry in advance. Oh by the by were starting at the Jet Alone bit (But dont expect a dialogue transcript), since till then things arent hugely different, and after Well youll see. Ill probably be hopping around a lot during this, since there are a lot of things that arent going to be that much different then how they went in the series (like most of the angel fights)
Chapter 1: New developments
Or this time Jet Alone has a reason to be in the series.
Well the whole sordid affair began (or at least began to get more sordid) on a typical morning in the Katsuragi household. Meaning Shinji and Pen Pen were ro
Scarlet vs Discord Part 1Scarlet vs Discord Part 12 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Scarlet was flying around Angel Falls looking to start up some trouble and create Havoc on its unsuspecting residents when suddenly she felt a anomaly in the planet's life force. She flew to it's source which turned out to be a young woman, about 5'10 and well-endowed, who was dressed in a strapless black bustier held up by a brace of gold resembling two W's, a large golden belt and black briefs with five white stars on them, black boots with a white stripe on the front side, silver bracelets around her wrists, a golden diadem with a red star on her forehead. She also had a golden lasso, which hanged from her belt. Scarlet, being confident of her own ability, didn't think twice about confronting this unknown female. She landed on the ground next to an run-down apartment building. She wasted no time skipping the pleasantries.
"Who are you and what are you think your doing in my territory! You have 30 seconds to explain yourself before I correct this error...permanently!" The extra-terre
my friend friday My friend Friday spends Tuesday afternoons looking for things that no one else can find. These things are small and blend with the everyday so suitably, that they elude most of us, even after our morning coffee or cigarette. But invariably Friday finds them with ease, and sets them upon my doorstep every Wednesday morning, pawing at my breakfast with his fresh wonders.my friend friday8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I saw a boy die yesterday! He howls, the door slamming behind him. He is not in the same room as I; he is yelling this across my house at 5:30am, eliciting angry grumbles from my somber roommates. Sending the saloons doors clacking and banging, he gushes into our kitchen and tosses a mangled G.I. Joe on the table in front of me. The boy was in the car in front of me. I was driving to work, laughing at NPR, as ya do, and there in front of me, a man was flying, this man! He grins, snatching the disable veteran off the table and waving it in front of me
HimIt always begins with him.Him5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"He", though arbitrary, seems to be the only way I can open up to myself. "He" being a father I had, a lover I once knew, a friend I cherished, and the son I loved. I tend to collect my thoughts pensively whilst circling the momentous impression he has left upon my person; these ordered words and ideas are outwardly meaningful only because they have been gathered in the shadow of his essence. I appear to understand my place only in relation to him. I measure my joy to the standard happiness that he created for me and judge the gravity of my sorrows to the depth at which he let me fall. I knew contentment by knowing him and destruction by losing him. He, being every man I have met and have wished to meet, makes for me the will to imagine my life with and without him.
My story always begins with my better half. My other half. My frame of reference. He is more than where I start because he is also why I begin.
Even in my languor and bitterness, mere e
Shipping Surprise, Part 1Shipping Surprise, Part 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Quick, come on!" Jeff whispered. Cody and I hurried over to the factory door and slipped inside while Jeff held it open. "Take your shoes off and leave 'em by the door. I don't want to get caught 'cause we tracked dirt in, or something. They're really careful about food contamination." Cody grinned at me. "You don't think Cal's socks will set off any alarms?" he said, then yelped as I poked him in the ribs. Once our shoes were off, Jeff led us into the factory.
We looked around the cavernous space in awe. "Wow. Look at this place! It's so cool your dad works here," I said. "How'd you get us in?" Jeff grinned and held up a key. "I swiped my dad's spare. Come on, I wanna show you around."
It was Saturday evening, and the factory was empty for the weekend. Jeff said he'd been here plenty of times before with his dad, and he knwe how to turn on the lights. He'd told us he wan't too worried about anyone noticing the light from the
Odd Jobs: Chapter OneOdd Jobs: Chapter One4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Universe, there are an infinite number of dimensions, an infinite number of realities where people of different species go about their lives, most utterly oblivious to the fact that such an infinite number of possibilities exist. For those who do know, this knowledge is more often than not considered to be too mind-bendingly overwhelming to think about and they do their best to ignore it, usually over a hot cup of tea.
But this story is not about any such people.
The ones in this story are completely unaware that they have lived many different lives, being reborn again and again, destined to be the best of friends, bosom buddies, two peas in a pod you get the idea. Their names are Cera and Garadun. These names were given to them when they first came into Existence, and they've been stuck with them in one form or another throughout all their various lives.
SW: Sparring with DarknessSW: Sparring with Darkness1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Hanabi knelt in the training room, meditating and trying to find her center after the day's frustrations. She didn't know how much longer she could continue to do this. She was not cruel enough for this new life. She knew that the only reason she was still alive was because Master Kahan, the Grand Inquisitor, allowed her to live and protected her from the ire of his peers, superiors, and subordinates. In her turn she tried to follow his new path but found it hard to execute the level of cruelty that such required. At least Aira-ty seemed to have adapted well to the New Order. She was almost as bad as Master Kahan had become though she was often left at a disadvantage when he interacted with her.
Hanabi sighed fretfully. She knew that Master Kahan still loved Aira-ty and that she loved him...but she knew that neither of them would ever admit it. Love was a vulnerability in the Empire. It was an avenue for an attack that needed to be defended. Hanabi herself was a vulnerability for Maste
Organic Bovine Experiment - Chapter I-----------------------------------------Organic Bovine Experiment - Chapter I1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Read the description for details about this story; you'd probably save yourself some time.
What is the most amiable to a young adult from the city? A chance to go to a successful college would be an appropriate conjecture. What is the most amiable to a young adult from a rural area? A crack at preserving and continuing the lifespan of their family’s farm, most likely; college also fits within these parameters as well, but rural folk tend to make their lives simpler by raising a family on a farm.
However, this certainly did not apply to young Angela Barsen. She was a ripe twenty-one years old, ready for both the college scene and the drinking scene. She spent three years after high school working to raise money for college. Now that she felt applicable for schooling, she was ready to hit the road for Brown University, a privilege she greatly earned and was ecstatic to be granted admittance to. She
Just Me TGJust MeJust Me TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I can focus best in a dark room. I sit and breathe. I stretch my arms out and all the worries and stresses are subsumed by the darkness. In a dark room, I can be me.
This morning I was given two roles in the quarterly play for the drama department, as I had requested. It would not be the first time. But both characters would be on stage at once. It had been done before in previous productions with masks and sometimes special costumes or puppets. I had something else in mind for this time.
For several years, these strange, gray stones had been sold locally as meditation aids. They caused quite a stir when it was found they could be used to, among other things, draw out parts of one's self and give them physical form. While regulated in sale only to medical institutions, possession of them is still legal and there are means of obtaining them through the black market.
In my dark room, I sit with the gray stone before me. I take a breath and set my fingers on its cool surfac
Chapter 7: HelplessChapter 7: Helpless4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Romance erótico entre Wesker y Sherry, desde que ella cumple los 18 años.
Actualmente la versión online esta desactivada, mira el comentario para descargar los capitulos
Jean - TG with a GenieBrian stared at the pink orb in front of him, pinching the tiny thing between his thumb and forefinger. "You want me to swallow this?" the eighteen year old asked, after a moment.Jean - TG with a Genie5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, Mr. Daniels, that is exactly what we want," smiled the woman who had introduced herself as Sally, leaning over the table a little bit to show off her cleavage. Brian swallowed, the pill sliding down his throat on automatic as he did his best not to stare at the brown locks floating on her cleavage as she absentmindedly dusted them off.
"So, you um going to tell me the effects now?" he asked, after a moment, wrenching his eyes upward to meet her crystalline blue ones. They sparkled a little, as she smiled.
"The test trials you have agreed to represent a rather large interest our firm has, regarding a contract we hold with the Djin world. This is our latest endeavor, the maturation of which you are to be responsible for,"
"And I get five hundred bucks, right?" he asked, nervously. He did