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Another anon spell wearing offAbout two days later Andrew snatched his sunglasses back from his brother with a growl.
“Man you are So grumpy ever since your eyes started going rainbow. What did you switch personalities with 6 or something?” Brian said in an irritated tone.
“I’m just annoyed this is still going on!” Andrew explained, “Even Danny and James have been snickering at it!” As Andrew sat there grumbling, Brian snatched back the sunglasses. “Hey!”
“Well AJ, you can either do one of two things” Brian began, putting the sunglasses on himself and giving a toothy grin. “You can either be a whiny stick in the mud about this, OR try to have some fun with it!” After asking this, Brian looked over the rim of the sunglasses at his brother. “What? You worried you left the oven on or something?” he joked.
Andrew wasn’t currently worried, he was actually pretty annoyed. How were his eyes showing worry? Had they gone back to
Funny Anon Magic on Tumblr 3The hunter in the brown hoodie stood tapping a clawed foot on the ground. His arms were crossed and his normally special infected yellow eyes were currently an angry red due to reasons he didn’t know. He was currently watching his twin brother rolling around on the ground laughing at his current state of color changing eyes. He wasn’t going to tell him that this was happening knowing he would react this way, but sadly his eyes gave it away having changed to a naughty orange while they were planning some pranks.
The hunter in red who was currently laughing looked back up at his brother and started laughing even harder seeing the other with red eyes now.
Growling he tackled his brother “ok! Quit it, Brian!”
Brian kept laughing for a little more but finally stopped when the other looked like he was about to hit him. “Ok ok AJ! I’ll stop!” He snickered however has he shoved Andrew off and got up, giving his brother a toothy grin. “Ok I&
end of anon magic for the smokersLong after the two made it back to their building, randomly and irritatedly the older Smoker would keep trying to move his tongue, after about two hours of trying it finally started to be moveable again.
Turning to the younger smoker with a grin Smokes spoke “hey, mine’s working again Danny. Try yours.”
The younger smoker’s head bolted up when the other spoke after so long of just angry hard to understand swears and he immediately started trying to move his own as well, giving a delighted little squeal when he was also able to move them. He then curled them around himself in his protective little tongue ball.
Smokes smirked as he lit up a cigarette, able to enjoy them again now that his tongue was working. “That’s the first thing you do? Hide? I can think of something better.”
One yellow eye peeked out from inside the tongue-ball. “Like what?”
The older Smoker let out a puff of cigarette smoke. “Catching survivors of course! G
Nick L4D2 headcanonSven the Chivalrous Sweeper A says (5:34 PM)
Ellis: What about you? You like any music?
Haruka says (5:36 PM)
Nick: I like lounge music more than the stuff you like. There was a few actual bands I used to like though, Pink Floyd, and AC/DC
Sven the Chivalrous Sweeper A says (5:37 PM)
Ellis: Aw, man! Pink Floyd! Ya'll ever been to one of their concerts? The Wall was trippy, man.
Haruka says (5:39 PM)
Nick: yes actually. And yes it was that one. Went with my ex-wife, before it was an ex.
Sven the Chivalrous Sweeper A says (5:40 PM)
Ellis: She a fan, or was she one o'those "I don't get it" ladies?
Haruka says (5:41 PM)
Nick: she was a fan and would like to bring me with her to a lot of things she liked trying to get me to like more things probably.
Sven the Chivalrous Sweeper A says (5:43 PM)
Ellis: Aw, man. Why's she an ex, iffin you don't mind me askin?
Haruka says (5:45 PM)
Nick: … if you must know it's because she got sick of how I would gamble and con people.
Sven the Chivalro
Funny Anon Magic on Tumblr 2Camilla: *runs up to her girlfriend, Mikaela, alarmed about something* Mikaela! Something’s happened! As if I wasn’t enough of a freak!
Mikaela: *blinks* what’s going on, Cami? *hugs her and pats her on the back* and you are NOT a freak.
Camilla: *seems to panic when she touches her* wait! Don’t do that! Something happens where I can then control others by touching them!
Mikaela: Cami, I’m sure you’re just stressed out and imagining things. *smiles at her and pats her back*
Camilla: I’m not! *brushes some of her long black hair out of her face* I dont know what happened… but but watch, do a jumping jack
Mikaela: *starts doing jumping jacks* …huh? *tries to stop herself* what-what’s going on?!
Camilla: o-ok you can stop. *she gives a long sigh, sitting down resting her face on her dark hands* see? I dont know what’s going on…
*Mikaela stops jumping and still goes and hugs her girlfriend tight*
*Camilla, still sca
Funny Anon Magic on Tumblr*the teen smoker whimpered terrified while clinging to the older smoker, even though they haven’t heard the gunfire for a while now he’s still shaking*
*The older smoker carefully looks around the corner, moving his head back quickly just in case something spotted him. A look of concern flickers over his face for a fraction of a second as he instinctively tries to grab something with his tongue, and scowls as he remembers he can’t.*
Danny: *looks up still crying as he has been for the past hour and tries to ask why hadn’t their tongues grown back yet but sounds really weird which only makes him start to cry harder, trying to stay quiet*
Smokes: *watches his movements and figures out what he’s trying to ask, but gives a shrug with his left shoulder and pats him on the back. Not too much of a pat, but enough to say, “Calm down.”*
Danny: *tries his hardest to calm down but he’s just gotten so used to having his tongues and doesn’t know
Hunter Pup learns his name*the next day he headed down to where the pack tended to stay and soon found the little hunter Pup* ok, ready to go see if we can find your name? *coughing lightly on his smoke*
Pup: *hops onto Danny's shoulder with a grin* you bet!
*Danny heads off in the direction of the lab they were both trapped in and tortured for so long, even without being able to see the Pup can tell when they finally get there by the way Danny kinda tenses up*
Pup: ...we...we're here, aren't we...*grips onto Danny's shoulder, sort of shrinking down and lets out a tiny whimper*
*Danny lightly pats him with one of his tongues*
Danny: y-yeah but no one’s here, it looks like it did after the explosion... *taking a deep breath having not really wanted to willingly enter this place again he climbs in though a broken and burnt window*
Pup: *sniffing around at the area* There's a lot of ash in the air...and rotting bodies...*holds onto Danny more tightly*
Danny: *pats him with a tongue while quickly hurrying pas
Hunters 1-6 learn their names5: *the hunter in a dark brown hoodie with a large white number 5 on the back finishes pulling Danny, a teen smoker, to where the rest of the pack is, then grins at the pack-leader, Jack* alright! Packs all here!
Jack: *in the classic hunter dark blue hoodie* good. Now we can go on a Proper full pack hunt
4: *the hunter in a green hoodie with a number 4 on the back and missing his left eye* 5 that was an excellent capture! I'm sure Danny never saw it coming!
3: *the hunter in the dark maroon hoodie with a number 3 on the back*Hey, Danny! *grins* you ready to curl up into your ball again?
Danny: *pushes 5 off of him and gives the finger to 3*
1: *a hunter in an orange hoodie with a number 1 on the back of it and missing his right eye* let’s get going already!
Pup: *a small hunter child no more than 6-years-old all in blue and completely blind hops up on Danny's head, sitting on there*
Jack: *starts heading off, leading them in a direction and making sure 1 doesnt pass him*
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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