Yells of exertion and the splitting of wind filled the air with noise.
A lone tiger stood atop a hill with sakura trees all around him, a katana with a worn grip in both of his paws. The surface underneath was making his paws itch, small imperfect...
No-Yiff, One-shot, Samurai, Skyclaw Story, Tiger
The storeroom was unbearably hot, even without my shirt on. One of the many horrors of being a long-haired Rabbit. I took a break from packing teabags to open one of the high, back windows, letting in a slight, but very much appreciated breeze. I was...
Anal, Badger, Bunny, One-shot, Oral, Rabbit
### Can you feel me, when I think about you, with every breath I take, Every minute, No matter what I do, My world is an empty place, Like I've been wanderin' the desert for a thousand days, Don't know if it's a mirage, but I always see your face,...
loneliness, misses some one, sadness, song lyrics
Scott walked briskly through the mud, his paws stained with Private Martin's blood. He had caught up with the two anthros carrying Private Martin and had taken his legs, making the dead anthro considerably easier to carry.
"Corporal, we need to see...
Blood, Death, Trenches, raid, world war one
What if by this odd chance,
and this is out of the blue;
You where allowed any single wish,
and that one wish would come true.
Would you ask for money,
for wealth and success?
Or would you chose prosperity,
health, just ask for a bless?
Would...
Mate, One Day, Poem, Sad, Wish, together
It's something everyone seems to make a big fuss about and I never really bothered to see the attraction in it. So the numbers on your wrist count down to when you'll meet your "soul mate" or something. I honestly couldn't have cared about meeting my...
One Shot, Otter, Short, Soul timer, wiger
We race through the sky and bring daylight to this sacred planet.
We are the thoughts of Gods made flesh ordered to put the mortals on the path of righteousness.
Hope fills the people when they see our feathered forms patrolling the heavens.
...
Avian, Bird, Clean, Drabble, One-shot, monologue
Grunter was a stubborn old bull of a man, in the literal sense. The red furred, well built and thickly muscled 45 year old sat, naked as the day he was born, on his brand new white couch. It might have seemed odd to most that a man would sit around...
Breeding Bull Daddy, Chapter one, ColorlessAngelz, erotica, smut
There is little to tell of hans, no one really knows why he kills, what is his goal, or where he was from, but my guess would be germany.... to be continued
Assassin, One in the Shadows, Pain, Sorrow, Wolf, killing, shadows
**This story is a little off the beaten path for me. I wrote it in like a day when I was in a strange mood (strange even for me). There is no yiff in this one as it is very short.**
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**Joan...
M/F, No-Yiff, One Shot, Police, Violence, murder
Nightfall came early in Passchendaele, the sky was overcast and light fled much earlier as a result. Scott sat on the steps of an unoccupied parapet, feeling an intense sensation of sorrow go through him. He looked over at the stripes pinned to his...
Rain, Taking Command, Trenches, sadness, world war one