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Anal payload - Ponies in the mistTwilight Sparkle's anus exploded with sheer delight, a thousand foul beasts summoned from the darkest recesses of her innards. Derpy Hooves screamed as the air grew heavier with the memories of Twoiloight' Sporklos past meals. Ponyville was already suffering major losses from the cosmically proportial anal forces unleashed from Tweeleeght Speerklee's rump, the plot thickened, so did the fog.
Soon after Russia was at DEFCON 1, the Pentagon swarmed with suicide bombers who had come to claim back the coffee machine, it was an intense battle, supression fire was provided by Pinkie Pie, who was also in charge of the artillery, she shot dismembered gyraffes into the mouths of the bombers, filling them with disgust and failure, the gyraffe twitched. The artillery, of course, came from her rear, the air turned dense as a pink fog poured out of her rectum, filling the control room with toxic gases, and the spirits of the past Christmas.
attack on titan: nerd!marco x reader FIC
Her reputation amongst the students compromised of nothing but good things - honesty, kindness, ability to bring a smile to just about anyone's face. (Name) was all manner of resilient and friendly and beautiful. Her smaller frame and sweet outer appearance aside, she was smart as well. To Marco, the fear and stress of having to confront (Name) with his feelings seemed like a distant worry. He had never been forced to think, nor talk about, the fact he had been infatuated with her since the beginning of their high school career. (Name) was the most enticing person he had ever met - hell, even Jean liked getting a rise out of Marco by always bringing up "that babe in History". Why
wouldshould anyone as pretty as her think of dating someone like Marco? He was sweet, incredibly clever, and he recognized these positive attributes about himself - he was all for 'not judging a book by it's cover'.. but this was different. This was (Name). She was flawle
A Fairy Tail TG: Cana Alberona
This is a bad idea, Stan thought as he stared at the mug in front of him. He’d been on his way home from the gym, when he saw the poster. It was posted on the wall of an old tavern that was apparently open this early in the afternoon. Some sort of drinking competition was advertised, one with a $500 cash prize. Stan had never been much of a drinker, maybe a beer here and there. He’d always preferred staying fit and in-shape. Getting drunk seemed like a waste of time and an abundance of bad calories. But he could really use that money, and out-drinking someone couldn't possibly require any effort, right? With that thought he reluctantly entered the bar.
About an hour later, and Stan was six glasses in. They’d all been beers of different colors and names; he didn't really know the difference. A few people had dropped out already, and while Stan wasn't quite there yet, he was starting to feel a little unsure about his chances. He su
Sweet Lullaby [ErenxReader]
You would aways take the blame for things the others did just to clean. Of course, you werent much as a clean freak as Levi was but cleaning rooms or doing the laundry just helped to relax your mind while alone and lost in your thoughts. Also, it was a great oppertunity to do what you did best alone. You sang. It was always the same tune, same song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ0VnLwBwNE)
Your mother used to sing it to you when you went to sleep while platting your (H/C) hair. But, now that she was gone, you would sing it either while you where upset, angry, sleepy or cleaning.
All alone again,I find myself astray,In the middle of a journey
Only my heart, Wandered about,When the rest of my body remained still.
Your hair in a messy bun with hair picked out form the sides, you began to sing the sweet song with your angelic voice while washing people's uniforms that where stained
Valentine's Day (Will Graham x Reader One-Shot)It was just another ordinary day on the job; you and Will were investigating a crime scene together as Jack supervised and bugged Will with questions. Something was a little off on this day, though. Will kept looking at you, not that he didn’t look at you all the time anyway, but the look in his eyes was different than it usually was. And every chance he got, he would pass by you and whisper ‘Love you, (F/n).’ You were used to Will’s anti-social self, which was just one of many reasons you loved him. You were both anti-social for the most part besides when it came to each other, but this was just very unlike him.
When you got back to the forensics lab you waited until Will left to approach Beverly and talk to her quietly.
“I think something’s wrong with Will,” you started.
Beverly cocked her head at you before replying, “What do you mean?”
You sighed, “He’s been acting really weird around me today. I don’t know wha
I Will Follow You Into The Dark Nico x ReaderI Will Follow You Into The Dark.
Death Cab For Cutie
Nico di Angelo x Reader
Love of mine, someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
Nico and (y/n). (Y/n) and Nico. That’s how it always was. There friendship was different. For it did not blossom into what it was meant to till the very end.
It had happened at Camp Half-Blood in the woods. At the hands of a monster
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
Nico didn’t see what happened. He only heard the blood curling scream and the picture that followed it.
The two were fighting monsters for fun, but at some point they got separated, neither had truly noticed.
The scream brought Nico out of his bubble. He killed the monster in front of him and ran towards her.
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they are both satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
When Nico saw you, he ran f
Mika Munch: The Hungriest ExplorerExploring the ancient world is a profession that requires a certain flair of finesse. You needed a distinct respect for the aging lands you traversed, showing them the admiration their great legacy’s deserved, while remaining on your feet in case of crumbling platforms or long hidden traps. A respectable job only for the most patient souls with the most delicate touch…
And then there was Mika Munch, who wore a bright purple top, had spent the first twenty minutes of her journey through the temple singing along to ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’ as it played on a loop on her iPod and had written ‘Mika wuz here XOXO’ on the entrance.
“Hmmm,” it had been a long trek, and not without its obstacles or hidden treats, but finally she was presented with a real puzzle.
Fortunately, it was her kind of puzzle.
Before her stood a set of three podiums, each bathed in light shining in from the ceiling. Behind them stood a mighty door, sealed shut with what
A New Star's CeremonyFallenstar slowly padded to the top of the Moss Rock, reciting the words in his head that he needed to say. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey..." this part he had heard so often it would be hard to mess it up, "gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Timidbreeze ushered out a well-groomed Mosskit, Saplingkit and Kestrelkit. Mothkit tottered after them timidly. The first three kits bounced excitedly, they had turned six moons and they were supposed to be apprentices. Mothkit looked a bit scared about the whole endeavor, but Timidbreeze whispered something to him to help calm his nerves. Fallenstar was lucky to have Timidbreeze to tell him these things, he hadn't kept track of anyone's ages like a leader needed to.
He waited for the Clan to settle, some eyes staring at him angrily as if to say, 'what now?'--Fallenstar couldn't blame them. It was actually Timidbreeze's idea to do a ceremony, to kind of remind the Clan that they were still that--a Clan. The voices
Pokemon, Misty's Destiny With The Feather - Part 1(Current events are set in the Johto Regions of Pokemon, just mentioning this so I don't get yelled at by the hardcore Pokemon fans.)
Our story begins with Ash, Brock and Misty stopping off at the local Pokemon center, They decide to stop off and rest for the night after a long day of traveling through the Johto regions.
Misty: "Ah good to finally stop off at a pokemon center, my feet are tired and I need to get them out of these red trainers"
Misty came up with a little idea to annoy Ash,
Misty: "Hey Ash..... want to rub my feet, they are sore and tired? "
Ash looked at Misty in a worried type look and tried to come up with a quick plan to get out of it, thus he said
Ash: "No Misty -Yawn- I am tired I am going to bed NIGHT"
Ash ran off as quick as possible to his room, Misty stood there in a confused look thinking what just happened,
A Few Minutes Later
Misty walked to her room and she could not wait for her dirty red trainers to come flying off of her sexy feet.
Misty came up with
Alternate Past - BajanThe saddest time of his life had become his happiest.
It was a normal spring day: Kids playing in the cool air, flowers blossoming; it was just like any other.
...Except for him.
Sitting in the back seat of his parent's minivan, he kicked his feet and asked the question that all kids did. "Are we there yet?" The whiney tone that he used only added on to the exasperation.
"No, honey, we still have a little more time until we reach Aunt Jenny's house." His mother said, weariness evident in her voice. It was a long ride for her, too, "Do you want something to play with? I have a few toys in my bag."
With a quick nod from her son, she fished through her pocket book and took out a Rubix cube, soon handing it to him, "It'll keep you busy." She smiled, before returning to a sitting position in the passenger's seat.
"Now, Mitch, when we get there, you better be on your best behavior. If you do," The elder man paused, "We can go get that game that you wanted."
The boy bolted upright and flashed
STU'S ALPHABETICAL MADNESSChapter 1:
Stu woke up from his ancient barrows tomb
wielding the sword of Gorgontor, Lord of throats
He pelvic thrusted his way out, only to be blinded by the day of sunlight, which he rejected INMEDIATELY. Making it night in the thrust of his amazing stone hips.
As the dark fog fell into the room, Stu's eyes glowed a bright green
the walls seeped chocolate pudding like blood from his mother's vagina.
HE'S STILL IN YOU FUCKASS
MOTHER OF GOG
But he rejected both the fog AND the chocolate, like a spoiled brat he did shun both of them away. Stu had the very elements that held the universe together under his eternal command, it was more than just duct tape, there was gum in it too, memories of fixing a circuit box came to him, the smell of dusty recesses invaded his flashback's nostrils, the nostrilalgia was too much for the universe to handle, the memory sneezed and came back to present.
The moon, which held the vissage of Angelica had a wicked smile
there would only be pudding and torme
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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