Honey Bear (HMOFA)

\>tfw you'll never sit next to your bear wife on the couch, a heavy blanket draped over the two of you as the freezing rain outside batters your windows and thunder booms off in the distance \>In front of you is a cackling fire hastily assembled when...

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Sad Tribal Wolf (WIFWOLF)

\>Have tribal anthro gf \>An attack against a neighboring tribe is planned for tomorrow \>Spend the night devouring a mighty feast as ceremonial war chants and dances are played out around a massive bonfire \>When the night is finished and you're...

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Creative Writing Prompt #1: The Library

See: two floors, or just one floor with a mezzanine, if you count that sort of thing. But anyway, two floors. And the whole place is fancy as you please. There’s the shelves, with all those carved and lacquered and filigreed little...

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The story of Fang1000001212: Chapter 1

I would never expect anything about me, until my friend came to my house. He said he wrote a story about me. I was kind of surprised by this, so I took the stack of paper he had in his hand and read it. I was impressed. I didn't realize he posted this...

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A Feathered Wit

"and you, you're a human person. humans are pretty clever. so maybe you can answer a question." you nod slowly. if it helped the raven to calm down, you suppose that one question couldn't hurt.

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Strange Deviations (Chapter 6)

Although there was something strange about it, almost like it was someone else trying to convince her, like another person speaking from inside her head.

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Unexpected Help

The attacks seem completely random, a burnt house here a missing person there. when we sent soldiers they disappeared a few at a time with only the faintest glimpse of the beast. there is no pattern to them, at least none that we can figure out.

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In the Service of Mystery (Pt.1)

The setting sun shone through the windows of the nave scattering abstract coloured patterns across the stone-flagged floor. The voices of passers-by and the clattering of wheels on the road outside were muted by the thick, ancient walls of the church....

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In Your Dreams

In the early hours When you lay your head To sleep Close your eyes And think of me In the predawn light When you have lost yourself To your dreams I will seek you out And covet your fantasies In the time before you're waking When all is...

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Where do they go...

For the last couple of months now, i've had these thoughts in my head, about how the family of a transgendered person feel. it's never talked about. so i'm sharing my personal experiences in a story since i found it hard to form into words.

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My Heart

If I offered to you my heart, Would you promise to keep it safe And always make it warm? If I offered to you my heart, Would you promise not to ruin it And always make it race? If I offered to you my heart, In it's entirety, every broken bit of...

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Doppelganger

The corners are quiet The places I hide inside my mind Where I can sleep Find a little peace Fill the spaces With the me That I keep away Secret from everybody For fear they couldn't understand For shame Of what's become Of the me I...

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