Bear burdens of life (Chapter eleven)
Scrolling over i saw the next one read "combat classes" and my eyes lit up. in games of this nature your "class" is essentially how important you are. i will have to choose carefully! moving down, i read through them all and was amazed at the variety.
Anger Management (WARNING: READ DESCRIPTION AND KEYWORDS)
I will also say this story is inspired by stories and art i've read, mostly from bahamut6sic6 (fa) and neopuc (fa). so a lot of the things you see in this story (if you do read it) are from some of the things i've seen there.
Clifford and Emily's Alone Time 1 - Curiousness
Don't read if you hate watersports, drinking and being covered in it, and scat, eating and being covered in it. please comment :d "emily, your father and i are going on a business trip tomorrow. make sure you take care of clifford."
Fleabag and FANG (Old/Non Canon, Read Director's Cut)
read, when in the bunkhouse. i don't talk with anyone because the other prisoners are vapid fucking retards and i hate all of you furry fucks." “do you hate me?" asche looked at him, tilting her head. “yes...
In The Name of God
Though if you do read this anyway, thank you! in fact, if you did read all of this, give me something like a god bless in the comments to help continue the joke. as for the joke, i'm going to nip in the bud any obvious complaints.
Bear burdens of life (Chapter thirteen)
A small smile crept over me as i lifted the human sized mug and read my name in large, dark, green letters. a sigh fell from my lips, as i set the mug down and took a moment to absorb the gift.
Interwoven Souls - Chapter 3: The Book of Familiars
read at your own discretion. ..............
Clifford and Emily's Alone Time 4 - Cleaning up
After Clifford's knot goes down and he slips out of the window clifford goes over to Emily who is shoveling up Clifford's accident in his house. His penis is still unsheathed and bouncing as he walks. Emily walks by him with a pile of poop in a shovel...
If You Are Reading These They May Be About You
Husbands beside me Breathe loud in the darkness Just before sunrise. I ought to sleep more, But all my dreams were passion And I am too roused. All my dreams have turned To smoldering near-erections And poems half-remembered. Poems to...
How to Train Your Master
It was always a little strange to read such things. reading minds meant she had access to their senses. sight, smell, touch, taste.
The talk
I can only read peoples minds when they are close to me, a bit farther when i am super comfortable with them, yes i can read your mind from 10 miles away but that is only because i love you, and even then you have to be thinking about me, and i have to want
Spasm's New Body
It was just a normal day in New Joy, the birds were chirping and the sun was shining just as bright as ever. The newspaper boy came cycling by each house, just like every morning, and just like every morning, Officer Laurence Spasm was already on his...