Runaway Thot She stepped out of the carriage in the rehearsed position, chin up, chest out, back straight, feet close together, and hands down. She moved with all the demure grace that was beaten into her since she was a child. She observed the mansion she was walking into, once the home of a nobleman he sold it to pay off gambling debts reducing the palace into a giant brothel. The rooms glowed from the red lanterns inside and the sounds of drinking, whoring and debauchery of the worst kind echoed through the air. The night air was unkind to her body given that she was forced to wear the most humiliating and scandalous of outfits. She wore a loincloth of the finest silk with a string thong stuck between her butt-cheeks, as well as a minuscule jewel-encrusted bikini top. She also wore golden armbands and various other thin pieces of jewelry. On her tiny feet were stilettos with long needle-thin heels that dug into her feet with every step she took. The only thing on her attire
The Apprentice of the Witch by JakeCrusher4, literature
Literature
The Apprentice of the Witch
The Apprentice of the Witch By Quinn Fletcher In a land cut off from all others, there was an old castle made of black stone. The imposing fortress was all needle-like points and sharp edges. It remained isolated from the world, solemn, unapproachable, and impregnable. Suddenly a massive explosion tore through a window and a good chunk of the wall. Shoving open the wooden door and tripping out was a nine-year-old girl coughing and sputtering to relieve herself. With a loud bang, the smoke in the room instantly evaporated. Stepping out of the potions room was the master of the castle, Lady Jezebel, “The Lady of the Bones”. The little freckled brunette girl got up and forced on a nervous smile, showing off a large gap from where her missing tooth was. She took off her witch hat and started to squeeze the rim nervously “Sorry for the mess Mistress Jezebel.” Her mistress stared down at her with her usual unreadable expression before raising her sceptre into the air, a long piece of
Vanguard: Pilot Episode by JakeCrusher4, literature
Literature
Vanguard: Pilot Episode
EXT. ALIEN PLANET - FOREST - NIGHT A group of humanoid aliens are silently marching. They have purplish grey skin and antenna's. They are nervously wandering through a forest. They shiver when they hear noises. Suddenly a burning slashing sound is heard, they look in horror to see a tree falling down, a cauterized stump where it once stood. The assailant was a demon wearing black spiky armor wielding a glowing red sword with blood red eyes. Various creatures and monsters loom behind him. He points his sword commanding them to attack. The aliens run for their lives as the monsters chase them, they panic and run to a cliff where they see massive black ships blasting the burning cities. The aliens were huddling at the edge of the cliff. A little
Even if my life, like all others, was but a dancing, ephemeral light, I was happy to dance alongside her...In her orbit. She was a passerby, a mere flicker, but her flicker lighted my firework... Perrenial, near mortal, personnal.... Emerald, sanitizing Tantalizing, mesmerizing... Absoluting my bling... Ting-a-ling...
Ever saw an apple tree? It is very much like love. First, two buds (or more) meet...Timid and hesitant, they grow, bigger and bigger...Encouraged by one another. Then, one day, the buds changes to flowers with delightful nectars and bees buzzing and tasting all around...All is awash with sweetness and rapture... Then, slowly, the petals fall, one by one...Until there is only the green stems. And the stems wonders: “Where, oh, where are the flowers, the perfumes and the dance of the bees? Is it all gone for eternity?” Oh, misery! Oh, indignity! But...All is not lost, for if the buds are willing to indulge in patience, work and observation of each other...The stems inperceptibly form a green lump...Full of promises, but of a different nature than the flowers even were able to offer...Expanding, florishing, maturing...into...a ripe red apple. Sweet, nourishing and more satisfying than the obsolete blooms. And what is so grand about an apple? It can now be shared, far beyond the
A rant against buttmonkeys in fiction... by sampea, journal
A rant against buttmonkeys in fiction...
A rant against the disgusting (and totally useless) use of butt-monkeys in fiction... by sampea https://www.looper.com/54047/terrible-things-smurfs-ever-done/ I readed this article above about all the bad things the Smurfs have ever done and I can't believe that the author omitted the most obvious one: the relentless bullying of Brainy Smurf. Seriously, Papa Smurf doesn't do a SINGLE thing to stop it, so it's litterally condoned by the WHOLE WIDE village to hurt Brainy. I mean, gee! Even freaking Clumsy is better treated than him and, by buttmonkey's logic, Clumsy would be the most hated because he DOES ruins everything with his clumsiness. And for what reason Brainy deserves so much hate, exactly? Because he likes to talk about things he readed about? Because he's useless? Because he's a "know-it-all"? Because he plain exists and is somehow cursed to be hated for the rest of his blue life? Even as a child, I NEVER understood WHY Brainy was hated so much. What horrid message to
Potential plotline. Main Character: Armanis Weaver For some unknown reason (for now) Armanis is incapable of displaying outward emotion. He is currently a high ranking officer in the empire (the name will be decided one day). A woman named Daysha claiming to be his sister suddenly appears in his life and drags him involuntarily into a plot to assassinate the Emperor/king (depends on how I want the structure of government). She blindly follows a man who claims to be her father and believes every word he says. this unknown man has taken the demonic underground city (beneath the capital, crime and such runs rampant basically it's own thing) and turned it into his own twisted powerhouse army. Armanis begins to discover that there was more to the world than his post in the military. He meets many interesting characters both human and demon. as his world begins to expand he learns what it's like to be human while developing a connection with the woman who could be his sister. not only
(WARNING: THIS SONGFIC CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE MOVIE STAND BY ME, DORAEMON. This is a sort of deleted scene for the movie, which came to me as soon as I woke up, today. I hope you enjoy. :-) NOTE: I will use their original japanese names for this fanfiction. )
Doraemon couldn't believe his eyes. Just a few steps away from him was Nobita....On the ground with every inches of him covered in bruises and bleeding cuts...Panting, the little boy wearily crawled towards his blue robotic friend...Beaming. Alarmed, Doraemon rushed to his side, in tears.
"Nobita! Are you okay! What have you done?"
The little boy in a tattered, dirty yellow shirt r
Help! I'm a fish!- Fly's Black Out (YOU as Fly) by sampea, literature
Literature
Help! I'm a fish!- Fly's Black Out (YOU as Fly)
You and the crab tumble for a good while before you let go of him, still having the antidote by your side. You stand up and approach carefully the place where, according to the smoke, the crab has land. You uses the potion as a mace. Suddenly, showing himself out of the smoke, he appears. You realize he is at least twice as big as you. He rises up his claws menacingly at you and your lips tremble in fear as he gets closer. You can read 'Death' perfectly in his eyes.
You try to look brave and lift the potion, but your eyes clearly show you are scared to death. Silently, the crab raises his claw, ready to strike. You are too scared to even bac
Danse Macabre (Saint-Saiens)
The Beautiful Stranger (A legend from Quebec)
A woman named Rose that loves to dance too much convinces her father to have a Mardi Gras party at their home, on the eve of Ash Wednesday. The father agrees on condition that everyone stops dancing at Midnight. Rose promises until, during the evening a beguiling stranger appears and invites her to dance (although she is promised to another man) When midnight strikes, they keep dancing until the stranger reveals himself as the Devil and, weren't it from a priest throwing holy water on him, would have dragged poor Rose to Hell. Nevertheless, he kisses her before diss
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