Imperfections

no human is perfect and i stand as proof. if only there were people not so blind to see it would there never be any violence or negativity. competition is what drives people's lives.

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Cry Me a Murder, Part III - a Strange Crunching Underfoot

It was a man's voice, but it wasn't the howl of a human in agony, or a desperate wail of sorrow; it was the long scream of paralyzing terror; a horror so stark, the only way your mind can express it is through screaming, for no human words exist to describe

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sleeping dragon

Good let us hope no human messes with my son as they will have burned hands if i'm not there supervising what they do then my son's shield will burn the hand.

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Accompanied by Tornado Siren

no human work will ever ever-keep. if so, what shall i hold to, if not thee? what other flotsam could survive this tide? if everything is as ending as we have feared, where could i end but by your side?

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Monster Food

Peter was getting ready to pack his bags up for his trip back to the UK. Looking over all the stuff he was ready to grab, he noticed that he had forgotten one obvious bit - some of his warm-weather tee shirts and shorts. He left a few over in the UK...

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The battle but not the war (Yu Gi Oh Fanfiction story, cards only)

I'd like to state that this is a card exclusive story, there are no humans nor anthros. (as listed in tags) as for the rights to yu-gi-oh, i do not own them myself.

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World of Dead Earth

Vicentendia, Dead Earth- The largest and most 'productive' city of Dead Earth. It has the largest concentration of humanity, and has some places where Feral do exist with Pures but there is a lot prejudices. However, there is large parts of the city...

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My Lonesome

human creature and that just makes me feel so cold and how am i to find other people?

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Piercing the Swordsman: Prologue

no humans. what's not to like? dive into a world where classic themes like 'family' and 'true love' are fondly pulled apart and put under a magnifying glass.

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Dear Concerned Estranged

There are hours in the the hours beyond midnight that no human clock has yet known. all these you would have me abandon in exchange for a chance to come home. i think i don't think you remember what i once had to do to survive.

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Cederwyn Whitefurr - Profile (Clean version)

He has no human-like hair, taking after his feral sire in many ways, primarily his fur; which was once a beautiful white, with a dazzling black blaze from forehead to nose, black ear tips, 'gloves' that come almost to his wrists, and black socks

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The Romance of War Ch. 1: No Peace

War. War was upon them. The year? Who can remember, all that matters now is surviving. Earth II, the last hope of earthlings after countless attempts to colonize other planets and failing to do so. Beast-kind and Mankind alike did their best to work...

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