The Frigid Wastes Part 2 (Commission for lobopunk93)
_This story was commissioned by lobopunk93 but uses characters of my own creation. If you have any comments, or if you'd like to put in a commission of your own, be sure to post it down below._ * * * “Mmmm… khoroshiy krolik.” Mark felt a tad worn out...
The Wastes- Chapter 1: To the Victor...
Around the back of the school were rusted remains of cars, buses, and the usual skeletal frames that were scattered across the wastes. looters wasted no time salvaging scraps of iron or plastic from the cars that had once stood here.
A Waste of Desert Sand, Part Two
#2 of a waste of desert sand in this conclusion to the novel, havsa the jackal merchant and reluctant soldier callen finally meet and confront the danger facing them.
The Needs of Superheroes
Once, she had even squatted down and excreted the waste from her body right in front of a gang cluster.
The Frigid Wastes Part 3 (Commission for lobopunk93)
._ * * * the wind ripped at the three figures crossing the barren arctic wastes, rusting the polar bears' fur and threatening to rip the human's hood off his head.
The Frigid Wastes Part 5 (Commission for lobopunk93)
The fifth part of the frigid wastes, where mark gets entangled with yana's predatory mother.
Wasting time with your curiosities.
No wasted time with your… curiosities.” he slams the door on his way out. leaving the man and two kobolds alone in a large room. tables filled with jagged instruments. cords and pulleys.
When you Gotta Go...
Wonder woman smiled, keeping her eyes fixed on arisia, rather than her waste.
A Friend In The Wastes: The encounter
#1 of a friend in the wastes a friend in the wastes: the encounter the husky walked into the room, a musty smell assaulting his nostrils. the room is dark and decrepit, the cement walls starting to crumble.
The Fox General: Lay Waste the Land
Https://discord.com/invite/m86wecx lay waste the land not long after taj was laid to rest, we received messengers from both livio and vito. vito reported on a seemingly effortless march through the balkans thanks to the promise of slave liberation.
Burdens - Chapter 47: Wasted Time
Chapter 47: wasted time it was another day. it felt that way, time and time again, it would just pass along, and it seemed like there was no halt to the ever accelerating cycle. there it was, the light that shone through and brightened his room.
Bull Milk
**Bull Milk** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by anonymous_ _ _ _ _ Lisa hummed to herself as she checked out the dairy aisle at the grocery store – a smaller store than the one that she would usually go...