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DOES A QUICK PRUVEN ONESHOT BEFORE I ABSCOND"Honestly? I don't know where we are going, just tell me!" the Prussian's voice sounded from behind her bike. Of course, Vendsyssel has decided to bring him along today. Well, to be honest it was him that wanted to see where she went on her 'little walks'. She usually just took her bike all alone, but this time the albino wanted to join in. "See, you wanted to tag along this time, but seriously you have to respect my rules while doing so. And my rules are that you have no clue where we're heading!" She yelled behind her, as she tried to keep her voice completely down. It was quiet with the wind blowing from the resistance of the air, until Prussia spoke once again. "If I end up missing, you're really going to get it, Vendsy!" "Oh God not that name again" Vendsyssel retaliated with an annoyed tone. 'I get it, my name sounds like a cutesy name if you put it like that, but I'm over a thousand years old, I'm not cute!' her thoughts raced.
When they reached the field right outside th
Oh lookies, its real(ADMIN) Fun thing, eh'? After researching a bit on the Magic Anonymous' curse pairing to see if it was actually real (I'm not that interested in politics so I didn't know so much about it, only that Denmark and America actually has much history and relations together. That's the reason I accepted the M!A) I stumbled across this. I didn't honestly know that Denmark shared SO much relationships with America, jeez :/ The reason I really haven't uploaded any pics (Even If I'm a shipper x3) is because I'm practicing drawing America. He's really hard to draw :/ So many of you may be pissed saying "BUT DAT'S DENMARK, NOT VENDSYSSEL YOU ASS-HAT!" But I don't give a fuck if it's not America x Denmark, bullshit. This is a blog for North Jutland, VENDSYSSEL not DENMARK for pete's sake. North Jutland (Vendsyssel) is a DISTRICT of Denmark FYI for people who haven't been here when I posted the character info of Vendsyssel. This pairing sort of isn't crack, seeing it's historically correct. So there,
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About a month had passed since the danish mare Blizzard Shard has moved in with me.
I guess I'm beginning to feel something for her, and how unexpected was it that I got a MARE as my roomie! I've never had a mare as my friend. They all keep saying I look weird. What. Because I'm a half-zebra? Hahahaha, You're completely right.....
Anyhow, I really seem to like her a lot! She doesn't act like any other mares I've ever met. She really IS hard to get. Really, the previous day we were strolling down Ponyville so Blizzard could see the place. She came across some colts who bullied me when we still were in school, and they tried impressing her by saying how much stuff they had. All she replied was, "If you really want to impress me, you've got to do it another way. I mean seriously, what kind of mare do you take me for?", whipped her tail and walked away along side me. That's the kind of mare I've been looking for all my life! So yeah, I kinda like her. I have the weirdest feeling she likes
Please sharePLEASE VISIT THIS LINK
FOR ASKING VENDSYSSEL A QUESTION.....
BTW I GOT MY FIRST MAGIC ANONYMOUS TODAY
SHARE IT IF YOU LIKE IT SO FAR, CAPS LOL
Sereously, if i should continue it, i might actually make a mini-comic, or just a plain text story for it......
Talking about some stuffI want to talk about a bit more serious stuff now.......
But of course i wont make it completely sad, maybe I'll add some humor, with the stupid people i meet in real life! Yay!
Okay. I'll just reveal one thing. I do get bullied, but nothing that i don't expect...... it just would've been better if none called me theese names....
But this is a bit extreme to call me, when i was 9! Yeah! I was called the worst name i could have ever gotten, as a 9 year old, by an 9-year old classmate. And people wonder why i hate him so damn much.... *sigh* When it had been a week since i had revealed i had A.D.D, my classmates began giving me unsure looks (like i was some murderer was going past them to the jail) They probably thought that it meant i was insane, seeing i revealed i had to go through several phsycoligists... But i had just had my finger hurt severely bad, and couldn't moove my entire hand (right hand, that is...) for about 3 days, so i couldn't do my work in school. He then claimed i
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Fox Serum story
"This seat isn't taken, I presume?"
Dale looked up from the stein he was sipping from as the man who'd voiced this question seated himself on the barstool next to him. Warily, Dale raised an eyebrow in speculation as he mustered his sudden and unwanted companion.
Damn, I just want to finish my beer and then go home to bed... what's Jensen doing here?
While his department head at work, the sales department at a large company which was developing, producing and selling Fox Serums, was a companionable and friendly fellow, he wasn't known for visiting bars late in the evening - even less at a workday. The probability of this being a chance encounter therefore tended to be virtually zero, which meant that Jensen wanted to talk to him about something. Since he hadn'
Flora's Arrangements (TF)Flora’s Arrangements: a simple store in the middle of southeastern Florida. It’s out of the way, too far from any landscaping opportunities to make its wares desirable... But its business doesn’t rely on the selling its wares. Its business relies on a little bit of change.
Flora is a witch, and a damned good one at that. Most of her kind preferred to use others, changing humans against their will. After all, transformation is the key to immortality for their kind. But Flora is in no way a typical witch. She only nibbles on time borrowed from people’s changes, preferring to ask for permission first. Finding voluntary subjects helps her stay abreast of the law, of any authority—and it makes her popular and well-liked with her usual clients.
So, without further ado, let’s take a step into this quaint little shop with a magical owner, watch a few chapters from the life of the kind witch with a green thumb.
Trina's Monkey BusinessDay 0:
Where to begin? Well, one of the top-recommended things people had for me to become was a monkey. Which is more than a little lucky, since my keyboard hasn’t shipped to me—I’d imagine that having some opposable thumbs will come in handy with the typing.
I took the vial a little an hour ago, so there’s nothing yet to see changed. But give it a little bit of time... Anyways, you know what’s coming next, some good old fashioned TF! Hope you guys are ready, because I know I can’t wait!
It’s great to be back! -Trina
I took the serum yesterday, and as expected, today I feel... Odd. Like, I’ve shrunk a little bit, and my legs look like they’ve grown a coat of fur. Isn’t that weird? I didn’t think that I’d first be changing into a primate, but I have to admit, I think I kind of like the idea. Monkeys and humans aren’t that far apart an
Force Bound (a SWTOR DiD Story)
The battered Corellian freighter glided through space, powered on by heavily modified ion engines as it flew towards its destination. Christened the Troublemaker, the freighter consisted of a saucer-like hull with a tapered cockpit protruding from its centre, with an off-set cargo module on the hull. It was currently flying on a familiar course, making its approach towards the infamous moon in the galaxy: Nar Shaddaa, the Smuggler’s Moon.
Sitting in the pilot’s chair, Tria “Troubelle” Tzanti grinned as she watched the moon grow closer, always happy to be returning to that neon nightmare. Young, slender and fully of mischievous energy, Troubelle whistled to herself as she piloted the Troublemaker into orbit. As a zabrak, she sported short, torn-like horns than protruded through her short wavy hair, and her pretty heart-shaped face was segmented by traditional line tattoos. A smuggler by trade, she was dressed in a revealing yellow tu
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 4Chapter 4
The next morning the princesses were oddly quiet. The turtles and Casey looked at each other for most of the day trying to figure out what had happened. Today the princesses started their classes that were made to help them rule as queens.
“I can't believe were doing this,” Karai mumbled as they walked to the east wing of the castle, where the scholars and study rooms were located. “I bet we already know everything they're going to teach us. It'll be our princess classes all over again.”
The others nodded and entered on of the larger study rooms. An old goat humanoid turned and smiled, “Welcome princesses.” He bowed, “My name is Dr. Caprinae.”
The girls curtsied and smiled at him. They took their seats and the boys sat at the back of the room to listen. The lessons included commerce, politics, speech, mathematics, history, and literature. Once Dr. Caprinae was done lecturing, he assigned several assignments and left.
The Lamb and the Lion - Leeta and Dorian rp CDLeeta:
Leeta waited until night fell at the circus. She was a lopunny and should her sight fail her she could always fall back on hearing. She crept silently up to her objective and quickly retreated to her own cart for the evening after completing her mission.
Her objective had been the cart of the fellow doll maker of the circus, Dorian Van Bösartig, and the mission had been to drop off a doll she had made in the likeness of her fellow doll maker.
She had seen the luxray around the circus, but had been a bit nervous approaching him so she figured a cute plush with a welcome note may be the way to at least introduce herself.
She would receive no word from the luxray till the following night, when she was attending her trinket stand. The main show was commencing in the big top, so there were very few patrons about.
It was then she was silently approached by the very luxray, whom she gifted the plush look-a-like.
His blacken hair was
Intuders, Reports, and beatings* Esaki: Avallocks left foot would hoover for a moment as he sat along a fallen rusted fence. He had been out marking the turf...keeping things in order...and just now he had decided to take a scratch break. Damn fleas and bugs. The bats would need to work harder...He'd scoff to himself before lifting his left foot to carefully scratch at his left ear. Gettin a gooood long scratch in there he'd make small pleasure grunts as his foot moved rhythmically against his ear and head. After he had enough he'd shift into a stand and shake out his fur...but pause half way through. Standing alter...ears perked...eyes wide and intense...he'd listen...he thought he heard somedog nearby...
* Rubbalite: Blue eyes were watching the young rottie mix quietly from a distance, licking her maw ever so slightly as she laid on the ground for the time being. Skelter had been wandering the territory earlier, thinking over something and seeing what was a good place to maybe do that something. Her
<dragonmissy> The gusts of wind hit her face as she was ontop of some rubble Sniff the air and look around thinking of a dog to bring along and get to know as well. She would think of the young dog that helped the other night with the beatings and she never is able to get a conversation out of her. Shes been wanting to talk to the dog for some time. She start moving through the compound and use her nose to find Skelter. Her tail relaxed as she padded through. She hummed in a better mood now from these past days.
<Rubbalite>Skelter was laying underneath a tree at the moment. Her closed eyes and calm posture suggested to others that she was asleep. On the contrary, she was wake and very much aware of her surroundings, she was just merely resting after she had done a little workout. Her mind was going over a couple of thoughts she's been having the last few days now, wondering how to go about doing certain things, when pawsteps comin
I AM SORRY
"Well, it kinda is a long story." Shiny stated and let out a giant sigh, only to see a more curious Luna standing in front of her. Why? WHY?! Her thought screamed in her head. "I was just a normal animal bleez, but then i was tested on in a labratory. After some time Sunfury saw me, and asked me if i wanted a life mark. I replied I'd rather die, than sin against the laws of the gods. And he just.........." Shiny suddenly began gasping, and coughing, like something was stuck in her troat. "He what? Is something inside your throat?" Luna asked softly, to not cause any damage. Shiny looked at her, and Luna understood what was in there. Pain.
Enter your personal hell.
"He just stood and smiled at me, and i fell unconsious. When i woke up, it was sunny. Rainbows from after the rain had just appeared. I looked for a puddle, cause something hurted in my head. When i found one, i screamed. The bloody paw mark was there." Shiny took a deep breath, and looked at Luna. The ex
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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