It was as if now you could feel the quiet violence, the seething anger of the town.
an old otter one night, drunk off his face in the town pub, forgot the unspoken rule.
Cheetah, Drama, Gay, M/M, Male, No-Yiff, Possum, Relationships, Story Progression, Wolf
#22 of poetry
a poem i wrote while thinking about some of the physical abuse in my past, and how meaningless it all is; how destructive violence to the abused and the abuser.
Abuse, Poetry, Violence
(Working title. Comment if you have better ideas... or if you "actually" want to read more of this.)
Isaad felt like his body was being torn apart by a thousand hands as he hurtled through a tunnel of colors. The pain was unimaginable, despite his...
Fantasy, Magic, Medieval, Violence, combat, rats, religion vs state
We respect strength, we respect violence and we despise restraint and cowardice. restraint... restraint is hesitation.
No-Yiff, Philosophical, Sins, Wolf
With each slight breath he managed to take, he let out a violent cough, losing more air in the process. he tried breathing through the nose to help himself regulate his intake, but the air wasn't enough and he soon found himself gasping.
Bull, Dragon, Fox, Gutpunch, Horse, Literary discussions, Magic, Minotaur, Rape, White, gut, punch, wizard
Though unwilling to argue, alex refused to think his decision to help his friend, however violent it turned out, was anything besides just. sneaking a look in marcus' direction, he was paying more attention to the officer speaking to him.
Novel, Werewolf, Werewolf Tale
The mist lit up a violent red with each of the three blasts, and the seas aroused in chaos, rocking both of the ships as waves pushed against the sides with an incredible force.
Fantasy, Magic, Medieval, bunnies, pirates, rats
In the carriage, Heath continued to apply his mix of herbs to the side of Tayin's face. With a sharp inhale, Tayin complained. "It stings!"
Heath smiled kindly as he pat down the wound made from the pirate captain's boot. "You sound like a kitten,...
Daemons, Fantasy, Magic, Medieval, Squirrel, Violence, combat, rats
Isaad stood out at the rim of the deck. His fleshy hands were crossed over each other, and he was enjoying the breeze. Being on a boat, he had abandoned his combat gear back in his private quarters, and felt free to wander the ship in just his dark...
Orc, Violence, combat, rattus
**Chapter 13**
The black and orange armored one slowly treaded down the path that Russo and Jem had traveled days before, his heavy boots leaving noticeable impressions in the earth. The sun had been shining brightly here in this part of the...
Armor, Canine, Collie, Craters, Giant, Knight, Villain, interlude