He picked the deliveries in one apartment building a bit far from the courier office, several of the were no contact types but there was one which was person to person in a small manor like row house. a bit further from the said apartment building.
Fantasy, Third Person
Coffee shop, cafe music playing, showing ads, buses passing, showing ads. Browsing website showing ads. Rampant consumption and consumerism culture that touts the belief that there is something wrong with you and the only way to fix it is to buy our...
Experimental, Second Person
Another 2nd person tf, this time written for glenhall. enjoy!
the initial feeling is one of warmth. there's not any pain, just a general warm, fuzzy feeling, like you've had too much to drink.
Glenhall, Hippogryph, Transformation
Glowdane's personal research notes
march 3, 1943
with the bridge complete finishing construction on the manor was much simpler. consider i have made no attempt to hide my wealth no one should be suspicious of the manor's size.
Alakazam, Magic, Pokemon, diary, espeon, experimentation, log
Hunters are like the wind. Swift, powerful, and everywhere at once. Our pack's hunters provide the main supply of meat. Without them, food is more limited.
The word "hunter" actually servers as our description for what they have to be:
Hungry- No...
Alpha, Firt-person, Wolf
What am I doing? I'm lying down on the couch doing absolute nothing while wanting to do something like I always do. I wish I wasn't so bored. I wish genies genies were real so I could wish that I wasn't bored. I wonder if they are real but it's just...
First Person, genie, narrative
I lost the echos.
I didn't mean to. It sort of just slipped away, and now whenever I try to yell, I don't hear anything anymore, that far-off voice is gone. No one responds back, here in the deadlands, especially to me.
I don't live alone. That...
Abstract, Fiction, First Person
What would you do if you were suddenly the last person on earth?
what if you woke up one morning with friends and family and by nightfall you were all that remained?
Anthro, First Person, Wolf
**This is my first story please be harsh in your critisiam. Well here goes.**
I close my eyes waiting for the blow to come. It's a perfect strike. The moment the fist colides into my jaw I am sent realing backwards. While rubbing my chin i...
Fighting, First Person, No-Yiff
As I try to pray in bed
And think of what you said
I hear a piercing slam
And your "I don't give a damn!"
You say you're at the brink
As you grab another drink
You say to follow His life
And not your road of strife
You say this path of...
First Person, Poem, addiction