Becoming MuckBecoming MuckMore Like This
( or, how i stopped worrying and learned to love the Slime )
"Don't worry, i have enough bow ties for all of you!"
Those boastful words echoed in Minako's mind, taunting her. She kept replaying the scene in her mind. They entered the negative space to rescue Ami and Usagi, and found that their friends had been... enslaved by that hideous creature. The red woman who was composed entirely of that disgusting red slime had somehow transformed them into things like herself. Ami and Usagi were prisoners of her will, and attacked them while the repulsive beast slithered out of reach. They were at an immediate disadvantage, unwilling to land any lethal blows against their brainwashed friends.
"Then what happened?"
"I told you, Artemis... she got them. Rei and Makoto, she got them both. They were both taken and enslaved, the same as Ami and Usagi."
"How did she do it?"
"She stabbed them.
Lesbian PregnancySo, I've been reading a a lot of pregnancy fan fiction lately...mostly Hetalia of course. Anyway, it's made me think about the idea of pregnancy.More Like This
I've always believed that I would meet a wonderful man and have a child. Actually twin boys, if I was lucky. However, lately I have found myself more attracted to females and have been pondering the question of, What if I fall in love with a woman? Who I want to have a family with?
I strongly believe in family genetics and I want my family DNA passed onto my child. I've been thinking about this, and have come to several decisions.
If I marry a woman. (Which I have no issue with! By the way.) I'd really like to be the mommy in the family. My ideal situation would be that both my wife and I get pregnant together. That way I have a child with my genetics and she has her own as well.
But, if my wife doesn't want to get pregnant, which I would support, then I would really want to be the one to suffer through the tedious pregnan
Transgender and Transitioning Warning: This contains mature content. If you are uncomfortable with mentioning of Transgender or Transitioning or blunt language then please do not read any further. I am warning you, ahead of time, so no mean or hurtful comment please. This a very important and mature subject matter.More Like This
So, recently I have been looking into Transgender. It began because someone I know is going through a transition themselves. A male to female transitioning. I really wasn't well informed on the subject of Transgenders, so I decided to dive into their world.
I've read many blogs, watched personal videos on Youtube and even got some information from people here on DeviantART. Before I go any farther I just want to say this:
"To the people transitioning or feeling trapped in your own body,
I wish you only the best. Someday soon I hope you can look at yourself in the mirror, and see a reflection you are truly satisfied with. Nothing is worse then being trapped in a foreign body. What started off
Who Do You See?I'll always be the first person to tell you that I'm difficult, demanding and a struggle to understand. My past, or what I can remember, is always fading.More Like This
Memories that do remain are impaired or distoried by a constantly growing fog over the details. Since a young age, I've been aware of my personality.
It wouldn't be the truth to say that I'm sorry for the friendship(s) I've lost. This may come across as horrible, and I can see from the reader's view, I honestly can.
To many, I know I'll be seen as a monster. That's alright. People see you as they want to, you can try and change their views, but it hardly ever works. I've discovered this and will continue to believe in it.
When I see myself? Who I see looking back? Well, I don't believe that's for me to answer now, is it? I can think of many different answers, but none of them would be true. You see, to speak on the behalf of yourself, is to be ignored. People have their own minds and will make them up with or without your voice in th
Knowing The TruthWhen I began to question my sexuality:More Like This
In 8th grade I had a crush on this guy who was bisexual, later turned out to be gay, but I didn't know that. When in the locker room with my friend I said, "How can someone be bisexual?" She seemed to be offended, so I asked her what was wrong. That was when she informed that she was also bisexual.
Being raised in a household where it is known for a woman to marry a man this came as a shock for me to comprehend. Don't get me wrong, my parents aren't homophobic by any means. I just wasn't exposed to that kind of love or lifestyle at the time. Anyways, after I had a talk with my friend and she told me more about being 'bisexual' I began to question my own feelings.
Curious & Changing:
I was told, "If you can see yourself a long term romantic relationship with a female then you are bisexual." So I began to theorize if that was possible for me. After a couple weeks of thinking I came up with the answer, "I would kis
California's 2012 Law on Gay and Lesbian...One of California's new laws is that all college students will have mandatory classes on the contributions from Gay and Lesbian people through history. Now, anyone who knows me, is aware that I'm VERY supportive of the Gay community, however...this seems be a HORRIBLE decision.More Like This
People are people, why the hell should sexuality have anything to do with their historical contributions? Would we care more or less about Martin Luther King Jr, if he was gay? Or Rosa Parks? George Washington?
Don't shove religion, or SEXUALITY down people's throats, this is one main reason why people are so against sexuality. Be proud, be safe, and happy with your life and sexuality, but it's not all you are as a person. People are people, why the hell should we care about their sexuality with gender?
This was written in three minutes, but I think it speaks very clearly.
North Carolina's Ban on Gay MarriageSo, I'm sure most of the public has become aware that North Caroline decided to Ban Gay Marriage in their state. I have several things to speak out on this subject matter, however I'm going to take the more direct approach and just be completely honest, no sugar coating or fancy wording.More Like This
Plain, simple, truth.
When I awoke yesterday to the news of this event, not only was my anger nearly surfacing, but I actually felt tears scratching at my eyes. Knowing how directly this affects several lives, it pains me to have knowledge of such injustice.
Now, everyone is entitled to their own opinions and I believe that firmly. However, can I just purpose a question here? In the state of morality, justice and humanity...
Which of these seems more sinful?
Marrying one's own family, such as first cousins? or Same sex legal unions?
Well, according to the state of North Carolina, it's acceptable to taint the blood shared between family so long as you avoid rom
Never Forget, Always AdvanceSometimes the worst thing for someone to do is actually nothing at allMore Like This
Never questioning, attempting anything, foreseeing themselves solely in the decay of their doubt.
I'm the prime offender of this crime.
Transformations aren't entirely a solidified truth. The past can't be changed, altered or forgotten.
It lingers in our very selves.
Despite the anger, fear, or uncertainty of those memories you'll never be cleansed of the impacts they created. Those last through eternity.
Even for me, a woman burdened by my own savior at infancy unconsciously I am the result of actions lost to my own accounting and recollection.
All someone can ever hope to achieve is acceptance.
Understanding those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years
Why you acted, thought, assumed, cheated, refused
What's the goal of your life? Why make the struggle? If it's only pointles
FearfulIt's frightening to realize...More Like This
I'm becoming accustomed to canceling out my own emotions. I suppose this isn't entirely horrible, it keeps me from exploding with anger.
However as a result, I don't care about anything or anyone.
This has been happening a lot recently. Absolutely no remorse or sympathy. I believe it's my logical explanation to solve overwhelming stress, yet if this becomes normal...
I fear for my friendships.
They mean everything to me.
Emotions are painful, exciting, lovely, exhausting, nerve wracking, and uncertain...
I want to remain human.
To Figure Out a Life: Cordelia TF/TG (Request)More Like This
Requested by Anonymous
"Damn it, do they have one anywhere?!" Mike said in frustration.
Mike was in his room, at his computer doing some heavy searching online. There was a big annual gaming convention going on in a couple of weeks, and Mike and his friends finally had enough money to go there. This was the first convention they'd go to, and they were all excited for what was coming. But what they were most excited for was the fact that this time around, even the dwellers had their chances to shine. There were tons of contests being held this time around, and Mike and his friends were all competing against each other.
There were plenty of things to compete for, with things like largest trivia, best cosplay, and most dedication (they were all scared to see that go down), but what Mike and his friends were going for was greatest collection.
Mike and his friends all had their own collections going on. Brian was collecting Pokémon cards, Rachel was collecting those Final Fantasy paper
The Mrs. ClauseMore Like This
“The storm is 5 miles out. You better bunker down quick before this gets any worse.”
“Alright, roger that.”
After I hear the familiar static buzz, I put my walkie-talkie down and sigh. Right now it’s the morning of Christmas Eve, and I’m where most kids would dream of being: The North Pole.
For the past couple of days, my team has been set up here to study seismic activity happening around the northern geographic pole. Though it is by no means unusual for seismic activity to occur, the pattern in which it happens is baffling. In fact, it only happens one time a year, and that’s Christmas.
Though most people would think this would have to do with, dare I say, “Santa”, my superiors have already ruled him
Family History“There it is. Carmilla Manor.” The woman said looking on at the sight before her. The woman had her brown hair in a ponytail and wore a green shirt and brown khaki shorts. “Took a long time to get here but finally made it.” She said as she looked on at it with binoculars.More Like This
Lara Croft, world renowned archaeologist and treasure hunter looked on at the manoe before her. A castle that was a thousand years old. She had come here to explore it. She had made her way through the forest hacking through the trees and foliage to make her way to it at last. It was one of the oldest castles in all of Europe and that had made it tempting to go see. She had wanted to visit this place for many years and now finally she could.
Lara looked on at it as she remembered The Locals telling her about it. Carmilla Manor had once been the home to a powerful family that all had been wiped out eons ago during The late Medieval Times during the early fifteen hundreds. When she had pressed fo
Thankful!I wanted to do like I sometimes do where I offer up my thanks for watchers and favoriters. It’s a long process but this is faster than sending thanks person to person. It’s a feature of people who have favorited or watched me.More Like This
Thank you so much!
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Melinda's Touch TGMelinda’s TouchMore Like This
I love my friends. Every single day I want them to smile more and more. I seek them out when they are crying, I wrap my arms around them, and I whisper the warmest words I can imagine.
Stacy Cartee is one of my best friends. When she was really young, she used to smile all the time when I played with her. She drew the best pictures. As she got older, she hurt a lot. I tried to rub her where it hurt but she’d shy away from me. All I could do for her was linger and wait with my gentle smile.
She wailed into her pillow. Sometimes she recognized me but through dark memories. She’d see her father’s harsh hand and gray demons in the shadows. In her heart, she saw me changing into those dark things, a vision of fear. I giggled against such things. They have no power before my smiles.
I still visit Stacy a lot and wrap my arms around her but she only pauses in place like she forgot something and then goes about her day.
So many of my friends are l
The Puzzle Box TG - Chapter 28The Puzzle BoxMore Like This
Chapter 28 – Eternity
Lifting her hands to the boxy, jumbled sky, Simona yelled, “I’VE WON!” She spun in place, her feet moving like she was dancing.
Marisa scowled with a pained Nicolas. They both looked like they were barely holding back from assaulting Simona. Olivia sobbed against Jessica, who moved weakly but did her best to comfort her. Sim kept his head bowed to hide a scowl in Simona’s direction.
Once she was done celebrating, Simona held her hands behind her and proclaimed to those left, “Now, each of you have a choice to make. Accept that this is your fate or thrash around a bit until your fate meets you…And I remind you, I’m now the only one in charge…” Standing there, Simona felt a faint sensation on her ear like a tingle. With it, she imagined offering a different choice. A kinder choice. She’d made her point. But she flicked at the tickle like a buzzing insect and raised her hands to
Abducted school Route C part.3More Like This
Day 19 (dream)
We were all sited at the base of the tree; Violet, Lillie and me. Even if this situation look totally normal from someone else point of view for me 3 people sited next to each other... in the same dream... in the same body, it was kind of weird. Lillie was talking with Violet about some codes, probably the one of the nanobot... talking about nanobots.
"Hey Lillie you said something about nanobots in my body, can you explain what you mean by that" I cut Violet
The two of them looked at me, Lillie with a confused look and Violet with a embarrassed one.
"She didn't tell you?" asked Lillie
"Tell me what?" I answer a little troubled by what she just said
"You know that we are AI, right?"
"Yes I know that already"
"And you know that AI are data and by the same way can only be treated by a mechanical device?"
"I guess so..." I said seeing where it was hiding
"So it will not surprise you if I tell you that your body is now full of nanobots permitting AI like Violet and I to cont
The Puzzle Box TG - Chapter 2The Puzzle BoxMore Like This
Chapter 2 – Contact
Seth wandered around in the dark, feeling nothing in his way and hearing only his footsteps until the whispered words…
*Never open the box…*
“Who said that? Who’s there? What box?”
Silence answered in the void. He turned in place. Even little flashes of after-image light behind his eyes were gone. Just darkness.
Sighing in frustration, he muttered, “Nothing at all. I don’t know where I am… I should’ve stayed inside…” Granted, he had to admit that he didn’t know where he was inside the cube either but at least the dimensions were perceptible and somewhat familiar.
Continuing to talk to himself with his words dying just past his ears, Seth admitted, “Bit too late for that though. Now I’m stumbling in the void….”
He mulled to himself, “If only it wasn’t quite so dark. I’d love to have a wall….” Miming in
The Puzzle Box TG - Chapter 1The Puzzle BoxMore Like This
*This is the story version of the comic script for The Puzzle Box, posted with permission from Anna. I've made some changes from the bare-bones script. Eventually, this will be a comic series. But, for those who prefer stories over adaptations of them, this is for you. I was hesitant to post this because the comic will take a while to catch up with the story/script. But the two are different things and the written story will be able to go into more interior perceptions than the comic. Hope you enjoy both. Feel free to skip this if you prefer to wait for the comic in the coming weeks*
Part 1 – You Are Here
Chapter 1 – Cube
In unending darkness, silence is broken by the words…Never Open the Box…
His eyes squinted halfway against an unknown, brilliant light above him. Wincing, he shielded his face with a hand and looked around. He lay on the floor of a cube-like room. Cautiously, he got to his feet.
The room was a pale bl
Trunks' New Look: BabysittingTrunks sighed once again as he looked into his mother's vanity mirror and looked at himself. How did he manage to get into this mess? Oh, that's right, he remembered; it was because of those little terrors downstairs. They were the ones responsible for this!More Like This
It all started when he decided to use visit Goku and his friends again, so he used his time machine. This time, he was curious to see how they had been doing after the battle with Cell, so he adjusted the coordinates to land him a few years later. Imagine his surprise at discovering Gohan, Earth's mightiest warrior, had given up training to focus on his studies!
While he was there (or should it be then?), he decided to visit his parents at the Capsule Corporation. And that's when he met them. His younger self and a miniature version of Goku.
After introducing himself to his present day counterpart and Goten, he was aproached by Bulma, his mother.
"Trunks, I'm glad you decided to come here no
Naruto's New Look: Day Five~~Day 5 - Kiba Inuzuka, Akamaru, and Shino Aburama~~More Like This
Kiba yawned. It was getting late, and Hinata was nowhere to be seen. His pet puppy and lifelong friend, Akamaru, was paw at the ground irritably. He glanced over to his other teammate, Shino. As always, his dark glasses and face-covering collar made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"Damn it, how much longer do we have to wait?" he finally shouted, Akamaru barking in agreement. The insect lover simply adjusted his glasses, before speaking in his usual monotone.
"Normally, Kiba, I'd tell you to keep quiet and be patient. But tonight, I must agree. Hinata is inexcusably late this evening." He would never mention it aloud, but tonight was the season finale of his favourite show. While cold and impassive on the outside, he was desperately itching on the inside, in more ways than one.
"So, what? You think we should leave?" asked the tattooed youngster, clasping his hands behind his head.
"Correct. I believe we have waited long e
Vixen's New RoleIn Africa, a woman is shown looking on at the sight before her as she was in the jungle and looking on at the ruins before her.More Like This
Dropping done to her knees and placing her hands on the soil, scooping them up and dropping them back down, The African Heroine inhaled the scent.
“Home.” Vixen, The Superheroine stated as she looked on around her surroundings with a smile. Mari Jiwe McCabe looked on at what was before her. This was her home, from when she was a baby. She had rediscovered it at last as this was were her family and her ancestors and people had lived before. She looked on at it, although worn down with time, it was carefully preserved and done by them as despite cracks appearing in the monuments, they were still sturdy and everlasting.
She walked around taking in the sight, faint memories coming back to her of this place as she examined them.
Vixen continued to look on at the sight before her, feeling the soil beneath her feet and the air going into her lungs. She fe
Princess to SuccubusSeated on the throne carved from Marble, The being sat there one arm laid on his lap and the other on the arm of the chair his head resting on his palm.More Like This
The figure was an handsome figure, with short red hair and golden eyes. He was well built and handsome as his abs and stomach were exposed as he wore a simple vest with no shirt and a long brown loincloth that went to his knees.
He was a Demon…an Incubus to be exact. A creature that could seduce a female with a mere look if he wanted to and a powerful being in The Demon Realm as he ruled over many lands. More than once he had gutted those who had challenged him for power although his true joy came from having women in his bed with him and the pleasure he got from them.
He was also bored with the lack of things that had been going on. Nothing had happened in months it felt like. And for a creature such as him, who thrived in exciting events, it was enough to drive him mad.
A small winged imp creature floated before him letting out
Harley's new Friend“Wakey Wakey, Batty Watty.” A voice said and playfully a gloved hand slapped across the unconscious face of the bound heroine. “Time to Raise and Shiney and smell the roses!” The voice said and playfully tickled her face.More Like This
Slowly a pair of eyes opened and the masked person found herself face to face with a woman wearing a Harlequin outfit who was grinning at her.
“Harley!” Batgirl shouted and lunged at her but wasn’t able to move. Harleen Quinzel, or better known as Harley Quinn let out a laugh at her. Batgirl found herself in a room and she was currently leaning up against board with her arms and legs tied to bonds as she was immobilized.
“About time you woke up, I thought I might’ve hit you with my sledgehammer too hard.” The insane villainess said with a smile. Batgirl struggled against her bonds as she was tied and bound facing her.
Batgirl chastised herself mentally for getting caught. She had given chase after Harley who
TG Teacher PossessionMore Like This
James isn't what you would call an ideal student. He barely ever pays attention in class, and he rarely does his homework. The one class he does do good in, though, is English. In that class, he has Miss Rivers. She is the hottest teacher in the school, and James will do anything to please her. Every night, he studies furiously just for her to give him that wink and a "nice job".
One morning, while walking to school, James notices a coin on the side of the road. Thinking that it's a quarter, he pockets it. When he gets to school, James immediately rushes over to class to be the first one. Miss Rivers, who is already there, smiles. "Good morning, James." "Good Morning, Miss," James stutters.
As he sits down, James can't help but admire his teacher's figure as she bends over to get some stuff out of her bag. Fingering the coin in his
Almighty Dragon - TF - TGThe sky was dark, the air was cold, and everything seemed too quiet. My heart was racing as I held my sword out to the dragon, glaring at me, and piercing my soul. Though I knew she was a danger, she did nothing other than stare at me. In fact, her stare wasn’t even evil like, it was actually calm and comforting. She took a step closer and I tensed up, directing my sword towards her eyes. She spoke in a low voice for a female, “Young mortal, you act afraid of me when I know that you just want to join me. You see me as a danger because of this accursed game, but you love how strong and ferocious I am. You wish to fly among me and my comrades, but alas, you just flee when you see us, because you know that this is not real. But when you awake, you will have a new chance at being in the sky with us. Whether you take the chance or not is up to you, for we are all real. You will be stronger than any of us and you will rule us. The weak shall fear us, but we shall not hurt them, bMore Like This
Dragon TG TF Chapter 1."Stop! Thief!"More Like This
Oh great, I'm boned.
I break into a run with the wallet, opening it up as I sprint in between pedestrians. I quickly stuff the bills into my pocket without counting them. The man is hot on my tail and mad as a bull. He kind of looks like a bull too: a broad shouldered, balding, red faced man in a tailored suit plowing his way towards me. He's gaining on me.
I throw the wallet at him and he ignores it entirely. He has eyes only for me.
I start really running now, he means business. I sure know how to pick them; not only did he feel me lift his wallet, he was also prepared to murder me for it.
He's almost caught up with me when I duck into an alleyway, using an old couple as cover in hopes that I might lose him. It doesn't work, and now I'm trapped.
"You!" he shouts as rounds the corner, laughing crazily and coughing as he tries to catch his breath. "Thought you'd get away didn't ya? Didn't nobody tell you it's wrong to steal?"
Well, yes. Someone did in fact tell me it was
Costume ShopCostume ShopMore Like This
"I found this really cool place," Jane said. "It sells the best costumes."
"Really?" I said, kissing her forehead. We were curled up on the couch, watching a movie. "Halloween isn't for another year."
"Yeah," Jane agreed. "But because of Halloween, it's having a clearance sale." I groaned. I knew what that meant.
"What?" Jane asked.
"Every time you see a sign that says 'clearance', you have to go for it," I said. "And every time, you take me with you."
"Well, then," She said, smiling. "What could you possibly be doing that's more important than shopping with your girlfriend?" I made a face, as if I was pondering deeply, then said:
"I've got a date with Karen tomorrow," I said. Jane responded by smacking a pillow into my face. "I'm joking!" I exclaimed. "Fine, I'll come with you."
"Thank you!" Jane said, giving me a kiss.
The next day, we stood outside the shop. It looked old, like an antique store, with fa
Belly Dancer - TGNorton flipped the channel up; nothing. He flipped the channel down; no better results. Undeterred he checked the menu for what would come on next, and then sighed. He wondered whether there were any good books in the house.More Like This
"God I wish something good was on TV," he muttered after a moment, and then blinked. He had the sudden sense of being watched.
"Something with belly dancing maybe?" asked a voice. He jumped a little, lifting a bowl of popcorn he couldn't remember getting in the process. A manicured hand dug itself into the bowl, lifting it to a perfectly formed and pouty lips. "Hold that for me, will ya?' she demanded around a mouthful of popcorn. "Wish detection is hungry work. And thirsty," she admitted.
There was a soda in his hand. She leaned forward to sip from it, granting an extent of cleavage in the process. He pulled his eyes away from that for a moment in order to take the intruder in. Full brown hair framed a delicate looking face in what looked to be an equally delicate