Kindred Spirits, White Fangs in White Snow
"So, Doctor, tell me about this new augment that you implanted." Archer said, looking out the window of the observation room of the infirmary. Down below, the wolf prototype was laid out on his stomach on one of the beds, sleeping off the anesthetic,...
Speech Practice
"but you got a degree in the theater arts," donner said, elbowing blitzen in the ribs. "i also studied chemistry, unlike you, you rock-solid doofus," blitzen said, thumping the larger reindeer on the shoulder.
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 17
art said. "when did you get replaced by a pod person?" venti scooped up art and tossed him onto his broad shoulder, carrying him like a sack of potatoes.
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 16
"i'll try not to let my adoptive dad get to me either," venti said as he put art down. art took one of venti's hands into both of his. "too late on that front," he said. "he's been getting to you since he entered the front door."
Chapter 2 - Pomba Vou
"it is a martial art from my homeland. it is called capoeira." "capoeira," the boy repeated in awe. "please can you teach me capoeira matheas? please oh please?!"
Fighter and a Lover
Based on your shoulders and upper body size, probably some sort of grappling art. i'm just going to give it a shot and say brazilian jiu-jitsu, possibly?" "you're just as good," he said after a momentary pause.
Pokearth
If they weren't, i doubt they could have kept up with my karate, tai kwando, ninjitsu, aikido, kung fu and virtually every other kind of martial arts lessons on top of sword fighting and pokémon.
After Practice
After Practice As Writen By; ToKu (Torakuma) Edited By: Kaine, Thowan, and Rakko Thank you \<3 It was wrong... So wrong... I couldn't help it though. He had confessed his love for me and I...
'Just a little' by ZayneComacho; a 'secret Santa' featuring Flower the Saluki
Flower had only been watching over reginald for a few weeks now, having been hired as the little dog's art tutor for at least this semester of school.
Mother Trucker
Kodyax revs up his harley and rockets forth as zombie bikers on rice bunnies slash at the cabs of the caravan with kusari-gama, a chain and sickle martial arts weapon.
Heatless
Here's a bit of microfiction inspired by art from pandalover on fa: i wonder if he's all right.  "mother russia, mother russia..." ivan sang as he jogged down the sidewalk alongside tank.
You don't know me...
You don't know me. I don't know you. You pass by me, Every day, On the crowded streets. You say hello; I say goodbye. You serve me food, Ring up my beer, Tax my cigarettes. I give you money, And your life goes on. We see each other...