Legend of the Sekrei - Part 2
"Wee!" the tiny, blonde girl giggled as she ran after a few butterflies. They fluttered around her, their pretty blue wings enticing her even more. "Butterfly, grandpa!" "I see, Sunshine," the much older male replied, keeping a close eye on his...
Etiquette for the Modern Lycan--Ch.1: Don't Change in Public Places
I thought that you had said that there wasn't a history of mystical lycanthropy in your family. is that not true? i mean you stand in front of me after a customer clearly saw you mid-change.
Enchanting Tails and how to get them
**mystical sparkle tail glitter** (€23) **growf!** the next product i tried was mystical sparkle tail glitter which claims it will "bring out the kitsune in you."
Grand Duel Academy: Tournament: Rose 1
I summon valerifawn, mystical beast of the forest! a little deer appears on the field, rose smirking. rose: i use her effect!
the dark arts
"mystic sword art: twirling blockade" i shouted and threw my sword. i went infront of the group of 20 dragons and twirled so fast it looked like there was a metal circle there. the demon's sword hit my sword and he staggered.
Within This House
#4 of poetry a nostalgic bit of my time within a bdsm household i've found that in this new dominion there's something mystic in the sky upon the dawn of moon light i guarantee there's to be no plight surrounded by family not of blood but of faith
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Beth
Nomadic as a wandering troubadour, beth the fortune fennec drives her moose-drawn caravan from village to village, offering in exchange for jewelry mystical revelations and lemonade, although the latter is more often chosen.
Realms of Valeron - Chapter 9
Aria had doubtless spent a considerable amount of time on crafting her avatar, ensuring that the shade of her ebony hair offset her dazzling eyes to create an exotic sense of mysticism.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vlad
#2 of fluffybutt prose poems for fa: darkerlight99 once the blanket for the cottage of a lonely boy, vladmir cherkovsky now only watches him through his mystic pearl.
The Death of Worlds - Chapter 3: Encounter
Mordak reached for the mystic cannon at his waist, pointing it towards the stranger "it seems you know who we are." he said "in that case, you probably know why we're here too.
Art
#12 of poetry i thought about art and friends for a bit early one monday morning i found myself clutching the air, i tried to reach for something etheral, mystic and profound.
The Star Chaser
Sun my thoughts burnin' like a solar flare he's the greatest, he's number one and if this planet ain't keen, see if i care i wanna be like gravity to this sagan-esque guy and dance in the dark like earth and moon we don't just get to see those mystical