Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Hugo
#9 of fluffybutt prose poems irish boy. take a dip in the shynimeron sea, and chances are, you'll encounter hugo, a shark not so much interested in munching on intruders than partying all summer long with his fellow inflatable friends.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Fear
#15 of fluffybutt prose poems for a guy who was very nice to me.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vesrynn
#7 of fluffybutt prose poems my first dutch angel dragon as little known the act of universe-hopping is to mankind, angel dragons have made unfathomable leaps, inspiring some of them to consider it a duty.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Midnight
#11 of fluffybutt prose poems description goes here. he comes from a long line of mafia goons. he fights for the justice of his home country's citizen. he boxes blindfolded in representation of his ancestors' missing moral compass.
Writing Prompt #7: An Ideal Shape
Type: prose length: \> 500 words (yes, at least!) description: write a self-contained scene centered around physical intimacy.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Cocoa
#4 of fluffybutt prose poems for an irish friend of mine. a trail of watermelon seeds stretch across the savannah as cocoa rolls along in his rind, leaving behind vines and patches, awaiting the sight of his six brethren.
the body goes splash
The lion was a body. The body was slumped in a wheelbarrow. The wheelbarrow was starting to drag. The dragging was hard on his paws. His paws were covered in blood. The blood was from somebody else. A somebody who wasn't a hare. A hare who was...
A Day of Infamy
**December 7, 1941 Lower Decks of the Japanese aircraft carrier Hiryu** It was a calm winter night in the North Pacific as the Japanese battle fleet began making preparations for their planned attack, months in the making and the result of a...
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Beth
#5 of fluffybutt prose poems lemonade is dandy.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Peppermint
#13 of fluffybutt prose poems easy to upload here than on fa or weasyl. little is ever seen of peppermint, but the fruit of her labor can be seen in the sparkling, glistening trees of candaroo valley.
[PE] To The Third Power - Chap 5 Excerpt
EXCERPT BELOW: ------------------------------ As she worked at re-shelving books, she caught a glimpse of a Hat Man, disappearing around a bookshelf out of the corner of her eye. Spike sighed and glared at the bookshelf in question. "I saw that,"...
How to become a fur
There were only a few clouds outside that night, lazily floating across the sky like baby lambs chasing stars. So pure and peaceful, she began drifting off, her eyelids slowly starting to meet. She was thinking about life. The life she had now... was...