A Daspletosaurus’ Longing
With a pounding heart she entered the shadows of the forest, an assemblage of towering tree giants, ancients ferns and other, smaller plants to complete the thicket. Deceptive calmness reigned in the cool shades, creating the a counterbalance to the...
Filled With Love [Pt2]
Bal made his way to her vent. asara apparently was enjoying being chained up and teased. there was a small puddle underneath her. her vent was dripping wet. as she felt her mate bite harder as he got closer to her pleasure spot she moaned and bucked.
Warm Up - 9
#9 of daily warm ups another vent piece because i've been thinking of my last break-up way too much. a few of these warm ups were made to cope with that. this one's a bit edgier on the side, and unfortunately falls outside of the normal canon.
Sinner, Monster, Friend
Spoken word vent poem those on the other side of the screen i feel sorry for them they cant see the heart that lies under the skin all they see is the sin that somehow makes you inhuman not worthy of forgiveness or love it makes me what to throw down
Random Fight Scene
I roared loudly, partly to vent my frustration, and partially in hopes of deterring my foes for a few more seconds to give me more time to think. i was unsuccessful in the latter attempt.
The Delay Only Made It Hit Harder
The Delay Only Made It Hit...
Thinking Of You Through the Remnants and Renovations
Earlier when the loss was still fresh he'd vent to and take comfort in just talking to others but now it's been months with every part of the loss's aftermath handled more or less and him feeling like any more venting he did about that loss and what came after
Warm Up - 17 | Gut Feeling
**Warm Up - 17 | Gut Feeling** "There was a whisper, the dying of the flame. Oh hushed voices speak no more, oh their cold fingers reach me not. Only poison remains." Ricky whispered to himself. Snow piling up in the...
FnaJ 2 (part 2)
I brought-up mt maintenance panel and re-booted the vent system. i looked at my watch 5:30 a.m. i brought up my camera and started flicking around to find this grey rabbit. i got to cam 2.
Untitled venting story or "Oh dear."
_WAAAAAAAGH!_ A shrill, pathetic cry of pain reverborated off of the walls in the cold, empty warehouse after a loud thud. Three figures were the only thing moving in the derelict building. Holding up a bloodied, bruised rabbit by the neck, a...
A Still-Beating Heart
**A Still-Beating Heart** There was an empty space in the middle of Ricky's chest. And he himself was in the middle of emptiness; a dark surrounding though he himself was not bathed in its shadow. His breathing was...
Don’t Need Your Guilt
A poem i made after coming back from a bit of a break from them to vent out some frustration over something personal that happened back then. was also coincidentally relevant to then current events and i suppose continues to be relevant now.