Thunderstruck (Manectric Muscle Growth). by XpGamer13, literature
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Thunderstruck (Manectric Muscle Growth).
It was a dark and stormy night as Rodrick the Manectric was walking home. He just worked the nightshift at the local poke cafe, and he sure was tired. He had no idea of the thunderstorm, nor did it seem to bother him too much, he got a metal umbrella and walked home. It was raining for miles, and occasionally thunder was heard. Rodrick wasn't worried about the thunder, but rather getting soaked more. As he walked he thought about the one zoroark who he saw during his work shift. When he thought of him, he was focused on the big arms and chest. Something m a zoroark wouldn't have. He had visions of him flexing his biceps and stretching them pecs. The manectric drilled and grinned for the muscles, but his mind came back to him after hitting a pole. "Whoa, gotta watch where I'm going". He said as he got up and continued walking. After a couple minutes walking, he was almost home, only that he was hearing thunder sounds getting quicker and louder. Until suddenly lightning hit the ground
Matured to Perfection (TF/MC/AP) - CH2017 by A-C-Crowley, literature
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Matured to Perfection (TF/MC/AP) - CH2017
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Just a gift right for you. Saw it and thought ‘hey I know you’re usually saying you’re a bit on the tired side, so hopefully this would help you a lot buddy!’
Not that I would know if it did help, but there we go, you got something.
Enjoy the season!
~M
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Wolf could only do one thing as he saw the odd box that was parked outside the front door of his house. He narrowed his eyes. First of all, how the hell did someone get his address when h
(5) When One Door Closes... - (Sigma Klim TF/MC) by A-C-Crowley, literature
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(5) When One Door Closes... - (Sigma Klim TF/MC)
I looked down at the piece of paper on my counter. My pen had not made any contact for the past half hour; instead I had spent that time just glaring at it, almost as if I was hoping whatever I was suppose to write would appear on the page. I lied. I did write: “Ideas for the store's name” in my neat penmanship, but that was the only thing I could think of. I clicked my tongue before putting the paper away, admitting to myself that I needed more time to think on it.
The door opened, causing me to look up.
“Good day” I said, bowing my head. I had learnt...well tried to learn how people here like to be interacted in a
(65) Unconditional Offer (Ifrit TF/MG) by A-C-Crowley, literature
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(65) Unconditional Offer (Ifrit TF/MG)
“Dear Algernon,
There is a rather pressing need for me to do this and it is one thing that was so very hoping that I would avoid doing.
But times are tough and times do change; now is a time that I do need your help with something.
I am in desperate need for a new member of staff. I do not care what they were, for I shall ensure Sebastian train them up in what they need to be. Though, if you can provide one who is very eager to assist in my issue, then that would be all the more greater.
Oh, and if you can, do make sure its one who would be willing to defend my mansion to the very end. I am heading off to university next month and
Werewolf/Werehog -Werewolf tf- by Courage-and-Hope, literature
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Werewolf/Werehog -Werewolf tf-
Chris woke up with a start as a howl filled the dark night sky. He rolled around in his bed, and decided that he couldn't fall asleep again. Chris jumped out of his bed and walked up to the window. A large, pale, white moon stared back at him, shining its dark white light over Chris' bedroom.
"Hey," Chris whispered to himself. "That's pretty cool."
Chris changed from his pyjamas into a red short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of old jeans. Chris silently made his way downstairs and slipped on his sneakers before opening the door to the backyard.
The moon lit the whole backyard, as if somebody held a dim light bulb over the grass. Chris stepped