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Gustavo in the Auroral Woods by White-Rose-Brian, literature
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Gustavo in the Auroral Woods
Within the woods, among trees as pillars, Gustavo sat in the debris and leaves and grass. When sunlight yellowed his moreno skin, he stirred, And his robust muscles glistened like blown glass. Black hair like a black bear’s fur Flowed down his back in a lengthened dance. A butterfly landed on his gently squared jaw. Narrow almond eyes gazed to the dawn. With one deep breath, then another, Gustavo’s heartbeats attuned to the full drone From the gathering of floral and faunal sisters and brothers. His hair floated after a gust had blown, And his shoulders felt an astral embrace of a lover, And his throat released a deep and soft moan. Gustavo, with both moreno hands raised, Spoke a guttural, primeval, enchanted phrase. Antlers grew from Gustavo’s forehead and he gasped. The colors of the dawn flooded his brain’s sight. Sudden sweating provoked him to feel damp. A visage of a god grew from an astral vine, Who likewise bore antlers and also an asp And a torc, and his muscles smelled of
Ballad of a Penguin by White-Rose-Brian, literature
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Ballad of a Penguin
Have you yet been introduced to my friend Arturo Reyes Pinguino? Not everyone has met the talking penguin Who explores and learns and grows. He tells stories and sings songs Of trees and crystals and beehives And gods and angels to show the people The wonders within their lives. Guiding the bird is an Irish druidess And her beloved elven Filipino husband who tend to his needs at their home. They form a lovely trio. In his green and red Celtic-styled Ensemble the bird roams The streets of the city and gains fame Within his new home. The penguin and druidess and elven soul Encounter ancient spirits And survive lurking human threats. They hold each other as dearest. The enchanted seabird from Elfhame Island, As a bard who narrates and sings, Comes to you to be a friend So your heart can feel like spring.
Carter: the original story. by AndriyHAV, literature
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Carter: the original story.
Note from the author: You can call me insane, but the plot of this story came to me in a dream. Enjoy reading. Fictional Story «Carter» Prologue William Carter was a member of a small mercenary group of eight people called the Jericho. This grouping was created as a military security organization, which included former military men from various fields and specialties. William had a higher medical education, and in the group, he had a very important role. The commander of this group was Captain Bartolomeo (Bart) Bishop. He was a former Marine with very broad military experience and merit. SpaceLabs is a world-famous company for the study and research of alien life forms. Many years ago, in one of the first bunker-labs of the SpaceLabs, clandestine research and experiments were carried out, during which an accident occurred. Due to the huge number of victims of the incident, research was stopped, and the bunker was sealed. Part 1 Beginning After 15 years, several independent scientists
Manni/Quinn {Original PREG} by SonicScrewdriverDD3, literature
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Manni/Quinn {Original PREG}
Manuello thought that his whole life was just going to be cleaning the tacky tiled floors of the mall he'd worked at since he was in high school. Little did he know that a strange set of circumstances (as well as his sexual tastes) would throw him headfirst into a new life he couldn't have even thought to imagine. [Warnings of crude descriptions, cultural references to the Hispanic community, Agalmatophilia (sexual attraction to mannequins, duh), descriptions and acting out of unsafe workplace health and safety (WHS) practices, rapid pregnancy and graphic labour.] He wasn’t even five minutes in the door when he already saw what lay ahead of him and Manuello “Manni” Gonzalez winced loudly before sighing and muttering in Spanish “Dios, ¿por qué yo?” and trudging towards the changerooms to get his overalls on. Hopefully this time, management had prevented the teenage kids who roamed the door after school from stealing the cleaning equipment again. If he was down one more
The Statues {Original MPREG} by SonicScrewdriverDD3, literature
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The Statues {Original MPREG}
When Maddison’s boyfriend touches a statue while they’re on vacation, things are going to get a little more strange than just the food at dinner. [Warnings of rapid pregnancy, rapid weight gain, graphic labour.] “Oh, come on Maddie, baby, really? This is what you wanted to see?” The exasperated voice came from behind her as she peered across the phone’s GPS and towards a large building with all sorts of strange things coming out of the top of it. “This is just made up shit, come on, let’s just go to that stupid teddy bear factory you wanted to go to and then hit up a bar. It’s cheap down here.” “Nash, please. This is the only time it’s in town, I have to see it.” Maddison sighed, turning to her boyfriend of 2 years. She was a tanned and short, petite woman with long dark brown hair to her waist and doe brown eyes that looked up and stared into hardened hazel ones as she talked again. “It’s only just for 30 minutes and then we can go where you please, okay?” Looking down at her
Name: Laphita Askens Age: 22 Gender: Female Height: 168 cm Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Lesbian Nickname(s): Love Angel Asshole Entitled Bitch Date of Birth: 14.8.1X98 Astrological/Zodiac Sign: Lion Species: Angel Nationailty: Irish Appearance: Laphita is a young woman of average height, with short purple hair and blue eyes. She's rather slim and has a hard time building up muscle mass or fat on her body. Personality: Laphita is a rather curios person trying to know everything which lead to her love of reading. She's really good at memorizing a lot of information at once. Tough she tends to get into mix ups now and then. Laphita is a person that's really good at dealing with her emotions and always feels justified in her use of them. (Ex. when she's yelling at someone). While she's good at the theory of fighting she tends to freeze up a lot in practice even when they're training fights. Laphita also tends to lose control of her emotions when she's in panic or in stress
Working Boy: Chapter 7 (The Project) by Insomniiyac, literature
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Working Boy: Chapter 7 (The Project)
"So Chase! How's that science project going?" Samuel inquires with a “friendly” pat on the back.
Chase was slumped over his desk, tired. Two days had gone by since the whole blackmail incident and he was already getting on his nerves. They, well Samuel, agreed to exchange numbers so he can keep an eye on the other’s whereabouts. What or why he would need to know what he’s doing was beyond him.
"Fine. Would be nice if I can get a little help," he grumbles, shuffling through the papers. They had an introduction paper due today and he stayed up all last night doing it. Right now, they had a free period to converse and co