She never wanted to be
what she became;
the irony of which
is not lost on her.
Experimental, Poetry
Blood thirsty eyes and a crooked smile showing his razor sharp teeth stared down at her a minute before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to the dungeons whistling a tune of peace the irony was over welling because this being, this monster was not
M/F, Torture
Blessed is imagination,
stretching our minds of innocence,
although truly a sensation,
is true irony brought to sense.
Poetry, reality
This looks serious
he almost panics,
almost
but he's free
he laughs
his heart struggles
too much excitement
he sweats
pain
god, the irony of a
heart attack
he starts the car and speeds
to a phone booth
he calls the hospital
fast now
the doctor
Clean, Dark, Poem, scorpion
The irony is not lost on me.
[signed]
h.b. brewster
Body Horror, Dulce Base, Gothic, Horror, Insect, Male, Mystery, Roswell, Transformation, UFO, cia, conspiracy, new mexico
The wolf searches for the scent he's been longing for, that irony taste of his victim's warm blood. he tastes it briefly on the tip of his tongue, before the eternal flavor of the pines come back to him.
his yellow eyes look down briefly at the deer.
Cubs, Deer, Female, Feral, Forest, Fox, Grey wolf, Male, Meadow, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Poem, Red Fox, Squirrel, Wolf, animals, autumn, fall, grazing, wind
One could find irony where he could be found, even made hans crack a smile at the thought...
as hans grew near to the shop he could see some of the butchers men on the street, the were unaware of him, for the momment.
Assassin, One in the Shadows, Wolf, killing
He had joked that morning that he was bad for me,oh the irony._i thought glumly to myself. it was bad.
Gay, Winter, Wolf
_ the irony of the question didn't occur to him.
he gradually came to realize that all of his senses seemed to be unresponsive.
Death, Hell
I wake up giving a click with my beak and stretch beneath the blankets i hate the new place but pry my self up seeing my breath as i sigh out i look at my mate an arctic wolf shi always hated the cold, heh have to chuckle at the irony there.
Female, Griffin, Gryphon, Herm/f, Hermaphrodite, Mild Violence, Pregnancy, Pregnant, Wolf, h/f
Poetry is lost on him, having spent the majority of the day trying to find his game, irony abound in his quest to hunt he has only caught himself in an unfamiliar territory wherein the verses of the wildlife were silent and he could not find his way back home
Death, Food, Forest, No-Yiff, Opossum