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Gift: I Only Dreamed of This You could call it a long day when you spent hours keeping up with someone like Smokescreen. The mech was a complete train wreck on steroids with a touch of ADHD as far as Akila was concerned. She couldn’t stand patrolling with him but the mech needed a firm servo to keep him in hand, so she was almost always the one assigned to keep an eye on the young rookie.
At least by the end of the day, she got to return to base and flop down upon her berth. Limbs spread wide apart, faceplate hidden against the cold metal of the flat surface of her sleeping area. Peace, relaxation, and alone time to wallow in her processor ache and throbbing limbs.
Well, as alone as one could get on the cramped quarters on a planet named for its dirt. There was constant commotion; the rustling and movement of femmes and mechs moving just outside her quarters. The Techno Organic femme could groan and mope
Do You Wanna Build A Jaeger RemakeDo You Wanna Build A Jaeger Remake
Do you wanna build a Jaeger?
Come on lets destroy things
We never drift anymore
Come out the door
Its like a Kaijus eaten you-
We used to be compatible
And now no one knows
I wish that you would come out!-
Do you wanna build a Jaeger?
It can have a rocket launcher.
Go away, dude.
Do you wanna build a Jaeger?
And crush some category fives?
I have some bad news here to share with you
I hear the Wall has just
Began to really fall
(Hang in there, guys!)
Everything is really
Going to hell
Fuck, I think we're all gonna die-
(Tic-Tock x4 [from the Clock that counts down Kaiju attacks])
Dude, I know you're in there,
People are asking where you've been
They say, "Penetecost is dead", you know
It freaks me out a lot
So come on out
We're supposed to be partners
Yeah, you and me
Drifting inside a machine.
Do you wanna build a Jaeger?
Steel Armor and Tender Heart Ch.4 Separation anxiety had adhered itself to Duskwalker’s very Spark and was feeding off her willpower in great, hungry gulps. She was used to spending days without seeing her sister here; she had been for some time, but after the last time she’d seen her sister, frightened and scared, it was a physical pain to be away from her. She had nothing but quiet and time for her friends now. It gave for plenty opportunity for her to dwell on her thoughts until she was very nearly driving herself mad.
Her uncle Shockwave had been generous to allow one of the few nurse maids see to her head wound, and then had so graciously had her locked within her chambers once more. A room that now had barred windows and doors with guards constantly on the other side to make sure no one entered or left the room without their permission.
No one came to visit, howeve
Six Word Stories: RomanticCaress my heartstrings like a guitar.
You're my greatest weakness
I'd follow you
Looking into your eyes:
Heaven has nothing
On your lips
You had me since day one.
Kiss me softly
And I'm yours
I don't bite...
Unless you beg.
Straight through my soul
You rewired my heart.
Color my life
"They'll never make it."
He destroyed worlds
For her smile
I've searched forever to find you.
Across her gooseflesh skin
Six Word Stories: DarkNobody
How to love
Wasted nights spent
Praying for you
You sucked the light from me.
I promised to live.
My soul shattered
And you laughed
You haunt my dreams at night.
"What's your problem, girl?"
A smile so sinister, Satan wept.
I whispered to darkness.
When I'm gone
Cry for me
"For how long?"
I hope to overcome this, eventually.
Minions of Madness : Part 4Minions of Madness : Part 4
Age (Translated in Human Years): Roughly 8, closing in on 9
Isolation was beginning to become Novastrike’s only friend. She didn’t know why she was smaller than the other Techno-Organics, or why they seemingly ignored her. Was it simply because she was smaller; harder to notice? Was it her appearance; the fact she was so light colored compared to the others? Did she simply not fit in because of her looks?
That seemed a great deal unfair to her, but what else could it be? She had grown steadily out of her shyness and into the more curious, adventurous thing that Galacticwave was finding it harder and harder to keep her optics on. By all accounts, Nova thought she was actually growing far more interesting than her companions; who all simply played around and joked, pulling pranks and causing
Steel Armor and Tender Heart Ch.3 The air of twilight was chilled on the third night whilst the moonlight bathed the castle walls in a pale glow. A thief or runaway could only wish for the cloud cover that didn’t dare to threaten the moon’s beautiful sight. Everything appeared so peaceful; untouchable as lovers would swoon in one another’s embrace and the last crows delivering messages at even this late an hour flitted about and cried into the moonlit darkness.
Through the veil of light that whisked through the window and blanketed her floor, Novastrike sat upon her windows ledge and looked out with a cold and unappealing gaze. This was their only shot at getting out, and they had to make the best of it despite the bright lunar display. For the sake of their happiness, and possibly their own lives, this had to work.
As though reading her thoughts, Nova could feel her sister Duskw
Minions of Madness : Part 3Minions of Madness : Part 3
Age (Translated in Human Years): Roughly 7 1/2
This was exactly why Novastrike hated story time so much. When she was an even younger sparkling, the stories used to be told by her caretaker Galacticwave, but over time the femme had stopped telling the stories in place of keeping up with the other, more active Techno-Organic’s of the clan. The sweeter stories of the Thirteen, of Primus and of knights and courageous bravery, had come to a halt as the triple-changer fussed over the children more and more.
With her busy; distracted trying to keep a good lot of the group to stop destroying the room and causing a ruckus, the eldest mech model Skycomet had taken command of ‘story time’ himself. He claimed all the stories he told were true, that he had heard them from other Decepticons on the
Steel Armor and Tender Heart Ch.2 Her feet felt like lead all the way back to the passageway that would take her to the split spiraling staircases. Novastrike could only imagine the look on her sister's face when she explained to her the news that had not been provided to her; that on top of these arranged marriages they were being thrown into, they would have to stand naked for the first time before complete strangers to be assessed.
Assessed on how beautiful they were; if they were worthy of bearing the future offspring of Lords and Kings. There was no way they could stay here, and yet they only had five days to plot, prepare and try to escape from their uncle Shockwave. Just a mere five days to grasp for freedom and then from there, who knows where they would go. They couldn't exactly stay in the Kingdom of the Decepticons; where prying optics, spies and trackers would hunt them down for the highes
Fitting RelationshipFitting Relationship
Mesmerized, Ben strode through the small aisle, his gaze sweeping over the sparkling gowns and dresses displayed left and right. His heart was beating madly, and part of his excitement was the fear of being caught, of a shopkeeper or other customer spotting him while indulging in his most secret fantasy.
It had happened several times, and each time he'd wished to evaporate on the spot, the sneer or disdain on the shopkeepers' faces when they expelled him from the store hurting like a thousand stabs with a knife. Each time, he'd swore anew never to do this again, but his cravings were too strong, and after a few weeks at the uttermost, he'd be strolling through the clothing stores' ladies sections again.
The reason for his frequent sackings was obvious - when th
(Request) A Smash Bros 4 TG: Moe into Rosalina
Moe Sthoky was an a-typical gamer and an anime enthusiast. 18 years of age and already 6'4”, very sociable, and, above all else, outgoing, this rare mixture alotted for pretty whimsical behavior... One day, he could be working on stories, playing video games, or watching anime; the next day, he could be playing “amateur” sports with his friends from school or going out for a hike. It was during one of the latter-most nights that he discovered an abandoned telescope along the side of the road, one that was, surprisingly enough, in fairly-good condition, aside from the scratches along its white-and-cyan exterior and the one, bent, tripod leg, all of which he knew he could fix with some small materials and the proper application of man's favorite tool... duck tape...
Setting up his new telescope and tripod on the patio outside his room, Moe observed the late-night sky, the stars and planets stretched out before him on the moonless night that was the end of the current lu
Grell x Reader: You're Beautiful“Worthless…that’s what I am.” You mumble to yourself while lying on the floor of your cold metal cage. “I wish I could just d-die…” You start sobbing into your arm. You belong to the circus. Every day, you perform your ‘talent’ to crowds of people. They always called you names. ‘Freak’, ‘Monster’, and ‘Property’ were some of the tamer ones. They remind you of the day ‘they’ took you away.
~Flashback 10 years ago~
“NO! MOMMY! DADDY! DON’T LET THEM! STOP THEM, PLEASE!!!” Your 6-year-old self screams.
“Hmph. Pathetic freak. Why do you think we ever cared about you? Now you can be with the other freaks. Have fun, little thing.” Your mother icily told you.
Tears formed in your eyes. “HELP ME! PLEASE! MO-Mph!” The strange men tied a gag around your mouth and carried you off. They threw you into a carriage and started riding off.
The Neko Outbreak Part 4
The Neko Outbreak
Part 4: The Confrontation
Hi, everyone. Jack speaking. I ran into Tina, but still managed save my mind…not to mention my male identity.
But, you really would’ve looked cute with cat ears and a tail-nya.
…Anyway, Emily’s been taken by whom Tina claims to be her “big sis.” Just, what is going on here?
I don’t care what’s happening, let’s get on with it.
…Well, guess there’s no time to waste. Someone’s getting tired of being kidnapped. Take it away narrator.
“Do you remember which way your big sis went,” Jack asked as Tina had a death grip on his hand.
“I-I’m…p-pretty s-sure big sis w-went that way-nya,” Tina stuttered as she pointed to a vague spot.
“…There are several buildings there,” Jack remarked. “It’ll be hard to tell which way you’re really talking about.&
Danny and BrieDanny paced back and forth clutching his swollen belly as Brie warmed the water in the birth pool. His contractions were about seven minutes apart and getting closer together each time they happened. He was actually more bothered by trying to walk with such wide hips swaying back and forth. He didn’t know how girls could do it, and wasn’t used to this female body shape even after over nine months of it.
Danny and Brie were an odd couple. For one thing, Brie was tough and serious, yet also sweet on the inside. Danny could be easily mistaken for a lesbian. He had a bowl-shaped boyish haircut and a very feminine face. He wasn’t muscular at all and had very narrow shoulders like a girl. But Brie had the most unusual attribute, for she was a witch, and had the power to switch one’s gender or sex role. That is, she could take the genitals of a boy and a girl and switch them. In this scenario, the girl would be on top during sex.
And that’s precisely what she and
Prisoner 1827“When she exploded, she left nothing behind. Except she did.” Trembling, his hands covered in Prisoner 1827’s last breath, Officer Daavie catches the Captain’s eye. The man’s mouth is stern, cutting deep lines across his face. This is the tenth time they’ve gone over Daavie’s story. Not one detail has changed. Not one detail makes sense.
“That… It just doesn’t add up, Officer. People don’t just explode--do you see any brains or bones or other human debris splattered across the walls like paint?”
Daavie grimaces, reaching for a bottle of hand sanitizer on the Captain’s desk. “No. I know. But she did.” He depresses the plunger as he speaks. Nothing. After thirty tries, each more frantic than the last, Daavie flings the plastic to the floor and rakes his hands through his thinning hair.
Hema's Balloony Morning
Hema woke up on a sunrise when the morning light shone over her face. She yawned and stretched and got out of her bed. She wore her royal yellow nightgown and opened the windows.
"If only I could fly like morning birds," she sighed happily and dreamed about it as she watched the birds fly past the castle.
She wondered how she can fly like a bird for a minute. She soon came to an idea as she remembered of obtaining B.I. (Body Inflation) pills. The pills she has were the ones she secretly sneaked due to her adoration for round things.
"These will do," she said shaking the bottle of the B.I. pills and took one.
She swallowed the pill and got herself a glass of water and drank it.
The pill she took began to kick in. Her body felt like it's starting to balloon up her body as if she is inflating like a balloon. Her nightgown began to stretch with a few minor rips and tears. Her feet lifted up from the floor as she flew up a few feet in her bedroom.
"Here I go!" Hema giggled and flew out of t
The Last Tickle Warrior: Chapter 1"Hahahahahahahahaha! Be careful moron! That tihihihihihihickles!" giggled Arianna, scrunching up her toes cutely against Sam's rubbing fingers.
"Yeah, yeah," Sam said in a bored tone, not really listening to anything that she was saying at all. The two were sitting underneath the big oak tree in the center of the Temple of Life, Arianna was leaned back against the tree with her hands behind her head, and she had her feet in Sam's lap and he was rubbing them for her...against his will.
"Don't take that tone with me, buster!" Arianna said smugly. "You lost the bet, and you promised to do whatever I said. So put on a smile and rub my feet!"
Sam rolled his eyes, but he did as she had ordered and forced a smile onto his face. Arianna smirked at that and nodded with approval.
"Good boy!" she said slyly, she then lifted up her left foot up and poked Sam's nose with her big toe, causing Sam to cringe, but he
The School Of Pokemon: SPECIAL!: Lucaria's TruthAs i sat in there, getting, LITERALLY, hugged to death by Lucaria. I couldn't help but want to break out of her grasp and then hug her to death myself, certainly the strength she had was just from her being a Lucario... right?
Well when she let go of me and i attempted to hug her crushingly back, she took it all with stride, and broke my grasp like a twig.
"You... very... strong" I said wide-eyed.
"Well... i am a senior after all~" her note read, as she then kissed me sweetly.
My greenish-blue furred face suddenly turned a bright scarlet as i was unable to handle that sudden show of affection, i desperately looked around for something to distract me! ARCEUS PLEASE!
I suddenly get my wish as there is a knock at the door.
"Oh thank Arceus" i muttered under my breath. Before i spoke audibly. "Allow me you Angel."
I hurried over to the door to see what distraction had been granted to me, opening the door and seeing...
The door suddenly closes, without me doing anything. Then I am
Bloodlines You may think being a vampyre would be easy. Suck an innocent virgins girls blood, kill other vampyres, claim a territory where you feast until there no longer is a territory... The list goes on. But I can assure you, being a vampyre is not all easy. Especially when you've been that way for over 300 plus years and still going. Thoughts become isolated, congruent, consistent. Things repeat and all you can do it watch it go by slowly, tortuously and painfully.
Face it; things get tedious and boring after so long. Yes, even the sex becomes dull. The only thing fueling your actions by this point is purely instinct. Everything's scrambled, mashed and tarnished with time. Time. The one thing you have plenty of since befriending immortality.
To keep that immortality though, one needs to feed on the
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