Poll

You have up to 3 selections and you are allowed to change your votes

BDSM (The entire thing, subcategories included)
0 (0%)
PVC/Rubber (occasionally a BDSM subcategory)
0 (0%)
Bondage (occasionally a BDSM subcategory)
0 (0%)
Feet
2 (15.4%)
Vore
0 (0%)
Necro
0 (0%)
Fur
1 (7.7%)
Breathplay (occasionally a BDSM subcategory)
0 (0%)
Teeth and Bitemarks/Biting
0 (0%)
Futanari (hermaphrodites/women with male and female genitalia)
1 (7.7%)
Socks/Long Stockings
0 (0%)
Scanty Shorts
0 (0%)
PantyHose
0 (0%)
Panties
0 (0%)
Red Heads
0 (0%)
Glasses
0 (0%)
Mechanophilia
0 (0%)
Pissing
0 (0%)
Dragons
0 (0%)
Asian
0 (0%)
Tentacles
0 (0%)
Nurses (preferably the attractive ones)
0 (0%)
My Little Pony
0 (0%)
Elf Ears
0 (0%)
Small breasts
0 (0%)
Large breasts
0 (0%)
Hair
0 (0%)
Hands
0 (0%)
Lactation
0 (0%)
Amputees (people with an arm or leg missing)
0 (0%)
Ebony
0 (0%)
Loli
0 (0%)
Hebephile (a preference of the young that range from 11-14)
0 (0%)
Siscon (a strong loveual attachment to your sister)
0 (0%)
Fat
0 (0%)
Inflation (Anything that relates to the expansion of the body)
0 (0%)
Leather (Can sometimes fall under PVC and Rubber)
0 (0%)
Vanilla
0 (0%)
Other
0 (0%)
Agalmatophilia      Statues, mannequins and immobility
0 (0%)
Yoga Pants
0 (0%)
Legs
0 (0%)
Vampires
0 (0%)
HA HA! I'M USING THE SHAVING FOAMS
1 (7.7%)
Shota
0 (0%)
People who just had the snot beaten out of them (A TeslaCoil personal favorite!)
0 (0%)
Underwear
0 (0%)
Twin Tails (or pig tails)
0 (0%)
Urethral play
0 (0%)
Propane
0 (0%)
Underwater (love underwater? Sounds interesting)
0 (0%)
Gore (decapitations, killing, dismembering the victim)
0 (0%)
Incest
0 (0%)
All of it
0 (0%)
Short skirts
0 (0%)
Wet clothing on the body
0 (0%)
Legos
1 (7.7%)
Transformations
0 (0%)
arm/leg warmers
0 (0%)
toned muscles
0 (0%)
Blushing
0 (0%)
entomophilia
0 (0%)
Xeno special interest
0 (0%)
Crossdressing
1 (7.7%)
Voices
0 (0%)
Scat
1 (7.7%)
Laughing (NS)
0 (0%)
Intelligence (NS)
0 (0%)
tickling (NS)
1 (7.7%)
Games (NS)
0 (0%)
Physical sports (NS)
0 (0%)
School (NS)
0 (0%)
Food (NS)
0 (0%)
Drink (NS)
0 (0%)
Cars (NS)
0 (0%)
Cuddling (NS)
0 (0%)
Latina
0 (0%)
Caucasian
0 (0%)
Black
0 (0%)
Green
0 (0%)
Frontrox
1 (7.7%)
Spiders
1 (7.7%)
Knife Play
0 (0%)
No pants
0 (0%)
Caught
0 (0%)
Maxwell
1 (7.7%)
Computers
0 (0%)
Butt/Ass/Hindquarters/RearEnd
1 (7.7%)
Eyes
0 (0%)
face
0 (0%)
Chubby
0 (0%)

Total Members Voted: 7

Author Topic: special interestes Redux -Forum Mental Institute...-  (Read 479302 times)

how have you not noticed this before? he's probably the biggest attention whore here and can't go one minute without talking about himself or something
There's a reason why I dislike axotol

It had started out as something innocent, just to see what it would be like. What love might actually feel like. But to be in love, you had to open up to someone, to let your feelings show. Something I rarely did, often putting false ones that people wanted to see in place of my true feelings. I shoved them down; refusing to let them see what would only shock them.

I had always been quiet as a child, always the one to stick close to my parents, clutching and hiding behind their legs as I was introduced to someone. Soon, I grew, and began to venture out from behind them, mumbling my name and asking for theirs. I had met my match one day, as I felt I was always destined to:
It was the first day of kindergarten, and everyone was staring. I had never felt comfortable with how I looked- just a little pudgy, a hint of baby fat lingering, dark hair and piercing green eyes. I clutched my book to my chest as the teacher dismissed us for recess, running towards the swings.

A small herd of girls walked up, hands on their hips, staring at me. I kept my eyes down on the pages, looking through the book absent-mindly.

Finally, one girl, obviously the leader, marched up so that her shadow fell onto the picture. Compared to me, she was painfully confident, and I shrank down in my swing as she peered down at me.
"What are you doing?" She said with a nasty look on her face.
"R-reading," I replied quietly, still looking down at the book in my hands.
"Reading?" She sneered, as if she didn't know the meaning of the word. "Why would you want to do that when you're outside?" The other girls laughed, pointing at me with accusing fingers.

I didn't reply, scared that I would start to cry. She stood there for a moment, relishing her small victory, and turned to leave, knocking the book out of my hands and into the dirt. They laughed again, and walked away, complimenting her the whole time. I bent down on shaky legs, sniffling, reaching for the scuffed book.
A hand gently picked it up, and handed it to me, tennis shoes coming into view.
"Why are you crying?" A curious voice asked, wiping away the tear and smearing the dust.

I sniffled again, wiping my nose on the back of my hand. "I'll never fit in," I mumbled, lip trembling and voice wavering. "I'm not pretty like the other girls. I don't even look like them."
The hand tapped my arm, and I looked up at the boy standing in front of me. He had jet black hair, like most of the others, but sparkling blue eyes, clear as the summer sky above us, not at all cruel like the other girl's.

"You look pretty to me," he said, roostering his head to the side. "Even though you have cooties," He scrunched up his nose at the thought.
"I'm still not like them," I insisted, "They like to jump rope and braid their hair. All I like to do is read." I dug my heels into the dirt, swaying back and forth slightly.
"You can read?" He asked, shocked. I nodded, pig tails brushing my ears and shoulders. He sat down on the swing beside me, rocking back and forth with me. "I've never met anyone who's my age that can read." He confided, peering over at the picture. "What's this story about?" I hesitated before jumping to explain.

"There's this girl named Cinderella, and she works for her nasty step mother and sisters. They're not very nice to her. They make her do all the work, and one day the King throws a ball in honor of his son the Prince. He's looking for a bride to help him run the Kingdom. Cinderella doesn't get to go because she has chores to do, but the rest of her family does."

"But that's not fair!" The boy protested, his eyebrows scrunching together.
I nodded in agreement, continuing on. "Then her fairy godmother appears, and turns her into a beautiful princess. She goes to the ball, but she has to be back before midnight before the spell wears off. As she's leaving, one of her glass slippers falls off, and the Prince finds it. He starts searching the whole kingdom to see which girl the slipper fits. He finally goes to her house, and she tries it on. They get married and live happily ever after."

He paused, as if taking it all in before he nodded slowly, as if deeming it acceptable. "That's a good story. Will you read it to me tomorrow during recess, or will you be playing with your friends?"
I blushed, digging my toes into the dirt. "I don't have any friends."
"Everyone's got to have friends," he said, pushing his hair out of his eyes.
"Not me," I muttered, flipping to the next page to avoid looking at him. Cinderella had just been transformed into a beautiful princess, and was being warned about the spell.

"I'll be your friend." He said suddenly, holding out his hand. "I'm Merit."
I looked at it before I took it, shaking it gently. "I'm Annabelle." He smiled at me as the bell rang, and clutched my hand tight in his, tugging me up. We walked back to the classroom, hand in hand, already on our way to becoming friends. And just like that, I had been transformed into a princess. It was just a matter of time before the clock struck midnight.


ok so i just finished this after working on it for like a week and a half and it's ok

I love it!


And by the way red that was fantastic
You should write a book

Ugh, you guys got a lot of infatuation in my hatred in the last six pages. :(

There's a reason why I dislike axotol
that's one of my reasons, he's probably in love with every loving blockades here and wants to forget them.

And by the way red that was fantastic
You should write a book
no it was disgusting :((
Ugh, you guys got a lot of infatuation in my hatred in the last six pages. :(
dont blame you i hate myself

you're in the wrong topic pacha
we were discussing something i wrote a couple of pages ago and something that i wrote felt slightly relevant

I have a romance based fanfic but i don't think anyone here'd be interested, unless you're interested in:

1. League of legends
2. Main characters are furry
3. M/M
4. An actual STORY, that's not just entirely based on the romantic part of it.

-Story Snip-
ok so i just finished this after working on it for like a week and a half and it's ok
Skip a few years until they're in the middle of primary school, then do another chapter like that
Then skip another couple of years until they move to highschool and do a chapter like that
Repeat that process until they're leaving for university or whatever.


I have a romance based fanfic but i don't think anyone here'd be interested, unless you're interested in:

1. League of legends
2. Main characters are furry
3. M/M
4. An actual STORY, that's not just entirely based on the romantic part of it.

It's actually really good guys! I quite enjoyed it (for obvious reasons...)!

whenever i try to write slash of any kind it always comes out bad and that makes me sad :(

that's one of my reasons, he's probably in love with every loving blockades here and wants to forget them.
Ew no, I am in love with only one person!

I only like the others as friends now, because I've changed from an I-want-to-forget-everyone moron to somebody else!

I will put it this way: I realized my mistakes and I am telling the truth. I really would get creeped out if any of you guys came into my house for love, even my "boyfriend".
« Last Edit: December 15, 2012, 10:58:37 PM by Axolotl2 »

whenever i try to write slash of any kind it always comes out bad and that makes me sad :(

:c

Practice makes perfect! You should also talk with Evar, because I think he does a pretty good job...

Ew no, I am in love with only 2 people!

I only like the others as friends now, because I've changed from an I-want-to-forget-everyone moron to somebody else!

I will put it this way: I realized my mistakes and I am telling the truth. I really would get creeped out if any of you guys came into my house for love, even my "boyfriend".

I hope I'm not one of them
I would be legit scared
So scared I would die

hey guys
wanna have a threesome
attractive people only!!!