Treat this as a writing prompt and I'm not that good at grammar I would like to apologize The synopsis and the title tell just about all you need to know about what you should expect I'm hopefully going to create a world since I technically just created the Multiverse each individual world will be created by you guys or myself I'm not going to really censor...
Disclaimer: Yes, we know this drill all too well. We know I don't own a single iota of any of the gorgeous gals of DOA XTreme Beach Volleyball. None of them, nor one stitch of the dazzling swimsuits they prance around in so prettily...Ahem! Anyway. It's me, JohnB73, back with more fanfiction fun! This is part 2 of 3, and I have a couple of ideas regarding an...
Do you ship characters who's canons are completely separate from each other? Here you can make stories with all of the crossover ships you could possibly want! Before you all start posting stuff, let me lay out a few ground-rules... Rules: No underaged content. That being no sexual content involving minors AT ALL. If the characters are canonically of non-co...
The stereotype gun created by http://shadow211e.tumblr.com/ why not go say hi to them and for more information on the gun and its origins check out the original story here; http://shadow211e.tumblr.com/post/169847043695/caption-176-stereotype-gun-asian-schoolgirl All characters in this story are at least 18 years old Stereotypes, who needs them right? The bi...
Bob slept fitfully on the couch in his outer office, and when the sun came through the window with his name and the words “Private Investigator” lettered on it, he got up. He showered in his back room, changing the bandage on his shin as he did so. He put on a pot of coffee, and got dressed in a brown suit, blue oxford shirt, and red tie. No one would ever a...
A/N: Co-authored with Christine Thessen Chapter 1 -- First Taste She ran through the dark forests not looking back only forward her long crimson hair flowing like blood behind her, her crimson eyes looked around in fear as she ran not caring where her legs took her just to what she felt was safety. He smelt the rich scent of fresh blood on the air and loo...
As always, both comic book logic and crazy sex fantasy rules are in effect. ***** Even though she'd rested alongside Superman for a long time after he'd finished, Barbara still felt wobbly when she pulled herself back into her wheelchair. She had more than enough upper body strength to move herself around, yet she nearly fell. Getting fucked made all her m...
"Get out of my bar, you frigging Indian bitch, as I told you before, we're closed," said Bill Hughes, owner of Hughes Pub in the west end of Winnipeg, Manitoba. The towering, silver-haired and blue-eyed barkeep glared angrily at the short, round Aboriginal woman who stood defiantly before him, simply refusing to back down. She'd been coming around the bar fo...
Author's Note: This is the second story. I still have sometimes trouble to find the right syntax. I hope you still have fun in reading this second story. A third will be following. The characters involved will appear more 'human', not real good and not real bad, and make sometimes bad decisions. Chapter 2C. Dr. Catherine. The next morning when Rob wake-...
Kory was bent over the bar, broad shoulders hunched, waiting for her pitcher of beer to be refilled. "I miss Dick," she said seriously. On her left side, Dinah instantly turned to shush Helena, who refrained from laughing, but gave Dinah a broad grin. Yeah, Dinah admitted to herself, it was kind of funny. Then she patted Kory on the back, because she was...