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fandomsecrets2012-09-18 06:42 pm
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[ SECRET POST #2086 ]
⌈ Secret Post #2086 ⌋
Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.
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Secrets Left to Post: 03 pages, 060 secrets from Secret Submission Post #298.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ], [ 1 - posted twice ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-19 01:21 am (UTC)(link)no subject
"Knowing she couldn't leave him in her bushes, (What would the neighbors think?) Samantha dragged the unconscious man into her house and locked the door. Then she hefted him onto her couch and put two pillows over his crotch.
I'm burning those pillows, she thinks, or selling them on Ebay.
With bat still in hand, Samantha inspected the naked man on her couch. He wasn't hard on the eyes. He had large, manly man-muscles. He obviously worked out. He probably even had a membership to a gym.
Or a ranch, she thinks.
The most stunning thing about him was his stark white hair, the same color as the unicorn he had been. And from what she saw outside when she so wasn't looking, (Why would you even think that? Samantha was not that kind of girl, oh my gosh, stop it.) the shades very much matched the carpet. Not that she would know.
Samantha huffed suddenly; she had forgotten to check, was he even breathing? What if he was a dead man on her couch? What then? Oh fuckbucket, she thought, what if they think I killed him?
She leaned over his well-toned body to check. All she had to do was see if he was breathing. Her face was mere centimeters from his and she felt his breath. Yes, he was alive.
And then his eyes opened.”
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-19 02:04 am (UTC)(link)iawtcsfm
you're so good don't keep us hanging please!
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But I'll try?
"He screamed.
She screamed.
But there was no ice cream.
Samantha drew back and held up her bat while the unicorn man struggled backwards and fell off the couch. He quickly stood up but seemed woozy. His... limbs swaying back and forth.
Samantha couldn't take it. She was supposed to be afraid of this guy? She really couldn't help it. She started to laugh.
The unicorn man frowned at her, looked down at himself, and then scooted behind the couch.
"What were you just doing?" came the same deep, rich, husky voice from before. That clinched it. With no other evidence Samantha concluded that this man was, in fact, the unicorn because they had the same voice. There was no other explanation.
She stared at him in wonder. Drool may or may not have dribbled down her chin. (What? He was still naked.)
"What," he repeated himself, "were you just doing?" His voice made her shiver. But he sounded peeved. Well he shouldn't be peeved. He was the one who passed out on her lawn and she took him in out of the kindness of her own heart and loins. Mostly the loins. But no one needed to know that.
Samantha drew breath. "I thought you may be dead."
His frown only grew. "So you're a necrophiliac?" But he paused and looked at her. "No... you can't be..."
"I am not a necromancer!" Samantha shot back, "I don't even bury the dead, let alone raise them." She was very satisfied with her witty answer. She was so smart. The best in her class. Just another reason for her classmates to hate her. Samantha looked away from the unicorn man. She couldn't think of her tormentors now. No, she needed to concentrate on him.
"I... I was trying to check if you were still breathing," Samantha admitted.
"With your face?" The unicorn man pawed his foot against the carpeting twice.
"I don't know! I'm not a doctor." Samantha dropped the bat and covered her face with her hands. She felt so stupid. How could she have known something so complicated as how to check a unicorn's breathing?
She started to cry but in the really pretty way. She didn't hiccup or snort. Instead, the water flowed from her eyes, down her cheeks and turned into diamonds as they hit the carpet.
Samantha blushed pink, oh no, now he would know of her inexperience.
For as everyone knows, only virgins' tears turn to diamonds.
"Please, please just go." Samantha turned away.
"Beautiful maiden, please do not cry," came that wonderful voice of manliness again that filled her with joy and all the wrong places. Large, thick arms embraced her from behind, cocooning her in the warmth of another. She felt so safe and so content, even knowing the man who hugged her was sharing with her the only thing he could, the warmth of his own body flush against hers.
No, she shouldn't feel this way. Should she? Samantha pulled away.
"I don't even know your name," she said.
Two large hands came to rest on her hips and his breath flowed past her ear and neck as he said, "My name is Hyyyuuuuphhhummffff" His name was beautiful. Like the sound of a horse neighing. "But you can call me Tim," He added."
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-19 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-19 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)AND NOW YOUR TEARS ARE DIAMONDS!
thannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnx
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-20 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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"two pillows over his crotch"
He's that well endowed, is he?
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Well, she did say his horn was so big it could kill her.
I figure with all the overly-large penises in fic, what's adding one more monstrous one to the pile?
...great, now I'm imagining a pile of penises.
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(Anonymous) 2012-09-19 03:02 am (UTC)(link)no subject