He knew that the suit was a very good light combat unit with armor and sensors that could keep him alive in a hard vacuum fight, but it itched. "heads up. this is the tactical situation. the cargo ship pinged us.
Character Development, Feudal Japan, No-Yiff, Sci-Fi
Welcome to the realm of purring,
never-ending, and itches ever eased,
by scritches in all the right places.
welcome, little one,
to the softest of laps.
to a place where every chase,
leaves you with a prize.
Cat, Compassion, Cute, Death, Feline, Friendship, Love, Poem, Poetry
Maintain the will to survive
the hate they spew to bring you down
may feel like nails and glass splitting your brow
power drills and saws grinding through your skull
they grin and laugh as they watch, ready to cull
menevolent fingers ready to strike
itching
Dark, Enduring, Pain, Poetry
Nbsp;
my never-ending disagreement with time & joy
a fight for what i feel is right i've had since i was a boy
common ground lost in the blink of an eye, leaving only hesitation & doubt with who, what, where, & why
to the bone, i feel at times, alone, itching
Poem, Short Story, slice of life, thought
._ i start to reach for a spot on my head that has started to itch when i feel the cold, hard metal of a gun barrel poke into the back of my head. "i wouldn't move if i were you."
Action, Short Story, War
The itch only got worse as i began heading home, but i decided to take a slightly different route in a feeble attempt to silence the howls of desperation from inside of me.
Adventure, Angst, Bittersweet, Fox, Furry, Gay Relationships, Gray Wolf, No-Yiff, Young Love, apocolypse
Last time i went here was back in second grade, when dad was itching to buy some foreign perfume. and like the kid i was back then, i went for the candies.
"hey, look at this!" tatsu-nii said, holding a mini-car.
fanfic, morenatsu