She had fangs like a lion. I didn’t know what to do. She trapped me inside as if I were a tiny penguin fighting his way through the cold, alone, lost, and hungry. It was my only weakness. Trying in vain for a way out into the heat and sunlight, opposed by her imminent clutch. Dead forever.
Vampires. Has there every been such a more amazingly interesting thing that has become such another teen fad? I remember when vampires were feared, or mocked, or for the “goth” kids. Now teenager girls love them? They sparkle now? It just goes to show what society has become.
Jess
I remember when I had fangs. It was humiliating. I was embarrassed by how I looked, blushed when Katherine’s classmates snickered and elbowed. I don’t know how I survived it… my mantra. My love for me, even when I had fangs.
People ask me why i don’t bring people over. Why i complain. why i’m a relatively mean peson. i blame my parents. i got unlucky enough to have each bad trait they do. They sunk they’re teeth into me so deep, the damage is long lasting and irreparable.
fangs? oyeah ! you’re right! bwahahahahah!
I love him! IKR!
I super duper love him !
You know whooooooooo?
His name is ..
is ..
is..
Oww. sorry.
no time left. :(
Pearl
I love you.
I want to be with you.
I will marry you.
Make a life with you.
Conquer the world with you.
The words sink their tiny pinprick fangs into my heart, gnawing on the lingering fear and doubt and apprehensiveness that has made itself present.
I don’t know if I am capable of this.
his fangs sunk into her neck. She was surprised by how much they hurt. She always thought the experience would be sensual. All she could feel was the pain and the burning. So much for all those romance novels. She wondered what else they had lied about.
Jessica
The white wolf pup came up and licked her fingers.
“Where did you come from?” She tentatively asked the pup, afraid she’d scare him away.
He howled and looked up at her with his big eyes, his big eyes reflecting the moon and the midnight blue.
“I’ll get you some more milk.”
She went back in and came out with a bowl.
He lapped at the milk, creating ripples on the surface of the milk.
She stared with loving eyes, he was just so adorable.
Anny
She sat at the edge of the table, saliva dripping from her fangs. The food looked so delicious she could not help but salivate. Worms,
Freya
I dug my fangs into his neck and sucked until all the life flowed out of him into me. When he became useless to me, I discarded him like the back-alley refuse of grade C restaurants along the broken, gray city streets.
Jackie
very appropriate for the day. biting flesh biting the cold of the night away. Just want to be with someone I can sink my teeth into.
jag
The fangs of the snake were so close to my ankle, it was a wonder that I jumped away as fast as I did. I then grabbed a palm tree branch and smashed the rattler to death.
Mary Lou Wynegar
But suddenly, a horrible monster was upon her, it’s fangs bared, ready to sink them into her throat. She let out a scream, but before the scream had even finished, the monster was flung from atop her, where it lay dead on the forest floor.
today i saw people wearing fangs since it is halloween, there is not many people out tonight despite the fact that it is halloween, everyone is at home watching the giants game.
Produces a paradox. Poisonous enough to kill and healing enough to bring life.
CJ Eller
teeth, imprinting into my neck. a cascading burning feeling over takes my body. I stand, barely able to hold my own weight. I knew this was coming, but not this kind of pain
Dannnni
I have fangs and I’m not too happy about it. I with they were shinier…perhaps a bit sharper. My girlfriend says that kind of stuff doesn’t matter but I mean… how can I really be sure in this day and age?
Steve
He opened his mouth as the structure beneath twisted in the light of the full moon. Fangs grew in longer, his canines coming in fully from where they normally hid in his jaws as his face shifted to allow for a muzzle to develop.
It’s halloween, if I had fangs I would be a dumbass vampire. I would eat the shit out of some people and drink their blood and whatever. Then I would take over the world. I wouldn’t glitter like lose Twilight FAGGOTS. Fuck Twilight and fuck women sometimes. Jesus Christ just blow me and let me suck your blood.
Pork
if only i had fans and grew wings at night and could be a part of some higher conspirecy. i would use my swiftness and cunning for my own pleasure. blood drips. my fangs sparkle.
demetria
I don’t even know what to say to this. Like, just because it’s Halloween you want me to write about vampires and fangs? Well, guess what? I’m not going to do that. Let’s talk about centipedes and their fangs. Do they even have fangs? Fuck it, I’m making a centipede that does. The fangipede. The fangipede’s a cool ass bitch. A bad ass motherfucker. It will creep you the fuck out because it has so many legs. When you’re paralyzed with fear it strikes with its fangs.
Alana
It all stops here. They grip at us, pulling us away. We don’t know if we will return.
Oh I thought you said fags
and that would be really impolite
seeing as my daughter is a dyke
Oh, I mean queer
That was her idea of ID
not mine
We have problems with the Q word in my generation.
He gained her trust and lured her to a sucluded park, and to her dismay he sunk his sharp fangs into her neck, he held his grasp until all the life was drained from her body
Leah Smith
He leaned in and brushed his fangs against my neck. I shivered and leaned closer. I felt them pierce my skin and I flinched as I felt the venomous tips slide into my flesh. His scales bristled under my touch and he hissed in pleasure as his forked tounge flickered against my artery, sensing the flow of my blood and the pulsing of my heart. Warm and alive.
The teeth sank deep into the skin. blood oozed out ever so slowly as she lifted her head to see his red stained fangs.
Andy
“Sparkly vampires. I don’t get it. I really don’t.” He shook his head, laughing to himself.
“No vampire is prettier than you are, Chris,” Dean said, deadpan.
“Of course not. Besides, put all of us together and there’s enough glitter and makeup to knock Edward on his ass!”
There was a round of vehement agreement.
“Not to mention epic fashion sense,” said Tom.
“And vocal ability,” added Janine.
“And massive amounts of sex appeal.”
“And we’re real and he’s not.”
“And… we’ve run out of things with that last one, I think.”
iron fangs bite through yellow fields, carving a path where the children will walk. their small feet tread where the maw of harvest has passed. cornstalks litter the ground.
There was blood surrounding its mouth. The monstrous wolf bared its fangs in anger. Its eyes were black as the bottom of the ocean. It stalked closer and closer, growling and snapping its jaws. “Back off human” its demonic voice sounded in my head.
The fangs in the cat’s mouth were ridiculously long. I kept staring at them as if they were the most interesting things I had ever seen before. I’m sure people thought I was strange, but the feline’s mouth was the most enrapturing thing I had ever laid eyes on. To have teeth that long, to be a predator of that standard, is what I wish to be.
Asia Gruber
They were as sharp as the blacksmith’s best sword creation.
As white as a newly formed pearl.
As scary as dying.
They gleamed, they glimmered, they beckoned.
One look at the fangs sent the boy stumbling away from the vampiress.
I saw him pull his lips back in the most delicate of ways. His canines were as long as fangs, like the kind you see in those cheesy B-rated Halloween movies. His teeth were as white as snow, and I could just imagine how bright his smile would be if he ever decided to shine that light at me. I sat and I stared, and he sat and grinned.
Asia Gruber
durin halloween there are a lot of people wearing fangs because of their costumes.. i think they are cool and would want to wear them every day.. people will get freak out when they seee people adnormal like that.. fangs are cool becuse they remind me of
nubia
one manifestation of function, built from the connected cosmos, a means to a purpose, which in turn another to another, what is violence here, is completion somewhere else, and what looks like destruction to us, can only be the truest way that life continues.
She had fangs like a lion. I didn’t know what to do. She trapped me inside as if I were a tiny penguin fighting his way through the cold, alone, lost, and hungry. It was my only weakness. Trying in vain for a way out into the heat and sunlight, opposed by her imminent clutch. Dead forever.
Vampires. Has there every been such a more amazingly interesting thing that has become such another teen fad? I remember when vampires were feared, or mocked, or for the “goth” kids. Now teenager girls love them? They sparkle now? It just goes to show what society has become.
I remember when I had fangs. It was humiliating. I was embarrassed by how I looked, blushed when Katherine’s classmates snickered and elbowed. I don’t know how I survived it… my mantra. My love for me, even when I had fangs.
People ask me why i don’t bring people over. Why i complain. why i’m a relatively mean peson. i blame my parents. i got unlucky enough to have each bad trait they do. They sunk they’re teeth into me so deep, the damage is long lasting and irreparable.
The fangs pierced her skin. She tried to run, but how could she? . . . The teeth were her own.
fangs? oyeah ! you’re right! bwahahahahah!
I love him! IKR!
I super duper love him !
You know whooooooooo?
His name is ..
is ..
is..
Oww. sorry.
no time left. :(
I love you.
I want to be with you.
I will marry you.
Make a life with you.
Conquer the world with you.
The words sink their tiny pinprick fangs into my heart, gnawing on the lingering fear and doubt and apprehensiveness that has made itself present.
I don’t know if I am capable of this.
his fangs sunk into her neck. She was surprised by how much they hurt. She always thought the experience would be sensual. All she could feel was the pain and the burning. So much for all those romance novels. She wondered what else they had lied about.
The white wolf pup came up and licked her fingers.
“Where did you come from?” She tentatively asked the pup, afraid she’d scare him away.
He howled and looked up at her with his big eyes, his big eyes reflecting the moon and the midnight blue.
“I’ll get you some more milk.”
She went back in and came out with a bowl.
He lapped at the milk, creating ripples on the surface of the milk.
She stared with loving eyes, he was just so adorable.
She sat at the edge of the table, saliva dripping from her fangs. The food looked so delicious she could not help but salivate. Worms,
I dug my fangs into his neck and sucked until all the life flowed out of him into me. When he became useless to me, I discarded him like the back-alley refuse of grade C restaurants along the broken, gray city streets.
very appropriate for the day. biting flesh biting the cold of the night away. Just want to be with someone I can sink my teeth into.
The fangs of the snake were so close to my ankle, it was a wonder that I jumped away as fast as I did. I then grabbed a palm tree branch and smashed the rattler to death.
But suddenly, a horrible monster was upon her, it’s fangs bared, ready to sink them into her throat. She let out a scream, but before the scream had even finished, the monster was flung from atop her, where it lay dead on the forest floor.
today i saw people wearing fangs since it is halloween, there is not many people out tonight despite the fact that it is halloween, everyone is at home watching the giants game.
They bangs the fangs of tang with Craig the Thai Cane.
Produces a paradox. Poisonous enough to kill and healing enough to bring life.
teeth, imprinting into my neck. a cascading burning feeling over takes my body. I stand, barely able to hold my own weight. I knew this was coming, but not this kind of pain
I have fangs and I’m not too happy about it. I with they were shinier…perhaps a bit sharper. My girlfriend says that kind of stuff doesn’t matter but I mean… how can I really be sure in this day and age?
He opened his mouth as the structure beneath twisted in the light of the full moon. Fangs grew in longer, his canines coming in fully from where they normally hid in his jaws as his face shifted to allow for a muzzle to develop.
she bite her fangs into the meaty flesh of the deer’s haunch. the warm blood dribbled down her throat. mmmm. its so wonderful being a wolf
Fangs, long pointy, ready to break your skin at a moments notice. Drawing blood a sweet delight to those who crave it and disgust to those who do not.
It’s halloween, if I had fangs I would be a dumbass vampire. I would eat the shit out of some people and drink their blood and whatever. Then I would take over the world. I wouldn’t glitter like lose Twilight FAGGOTS. Fuck Twilight and fuck women sometimes. Jesus Christ just blow me and let me suck your blood.
if only i had fans and grew wings at night and could be a part of some higher conspirecy. i would use my swiftness and cunning for my own pleasure. blood drips. my fangs sparkle.
I don’t even know what to say to this. Like, just because it’s Halloween you want me to write about vampires and fangs? Well, guess what? I’m not going to do that. Let’s talk about centipedes and their fangs. Do they even have fangs? Fuck it, I’m making a centipede that does. The fangipede. The fangipede’s a cool ass bitch. A bad ass motherfucker. It will creep you the fuck out because it has so many legs. When you’re paralyzed with fear it strikes with its fangs.
It all stops here. They grip at us, pulling us away. We don’t know if we will return.
Oh I thought you said fags
and that would be really impolite
seeing as my daughter is a dyke
Oh, I mean queer
That was her idea of ID
not mine
We have problems with the Q word in my generation.
Fangs. Sharp. I get it!
He gained her trust and lured her to a sucluded park, and to her dismay he sunk his sharp fangs into her neck, he held his grasp until all the life was drained from her body
He leaned in and brushed his fangs against my neck. I shivered and leaned closer. I felt them pierce my skin and I flinched as I felt the venomous tips slide into my flesh. His scales bristled under my touch and he hissed in pleasure as his forked tounge flickered against my artery, sensing the flow of my blood and the pulsing of my heart. Warm and alive.
The teeth sank deep into the skin. blood oozed out ever so slowly as she lifted her head to see his red stained fangs.
“Sparkly vampires. I don’t get it. I really don’t.” He shook his head, laughing to himself.
“No vampire is prettier than you are, Chris,” Dean said, deadpan.
“Of course not. Besides, put all of us together and there’s enough glitter and makeup to knock Edward on his ass!”
There was a round of vehement agreement.
“Not to mention epic fashion sense,” said Tom.
“And vocal ability,” added Janine.
“And massive amounts of sex appeal.”
“And we’re real and he’s not.”
“And… we’ve run out of things with that last one, I think.”
iron fangs bite through yellow fields, carving a path where the children will walk. their small feet tread where the maw of harvest has passed. cornstalks litter the ground.
There was blood surrounding its mouth. The monstrous wolf bared its fangs in anger. Its eyes were black as the bottom of the ocean. It stalked closer and closer, growling and snapping its jaws. “Back off human” its demonic voice sounded in my head.
oh no. not another vampire novel.
This is my puppy, Li’l Fangs! Yep, he’ll bite’cha!! Don’t touch him, cus he’ll bite’cha. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HIS NAME IS FANGS>
AHHH GOD I TOLD YOU DONT TOUCH LI’L FANGS
The fangs in the cat’s mouth were ridiculously long. I kept staring at them as if they were the most interesting things I had ever seen before. I’m sure people thought I was strange, but the feline’s mouth was the most enrapturing thing I had ever laid eyes on. To have teeth that long, to be a predator of that standard, is what I wish to be.
They were as sharp as the blacksmith’s best sword creation.
As white as a newly formed pearl.
As scary as dying.
They gleamed, they glimmered, they beckoned.
One look at the fangs sent the boy stumbling away from the vampiress.
I saw him pull his lips back in the most delicate of ways. His canines were as long as fangs, like the kind you see in those cheesy B-rated Halloween movies. His teeth were as white as snow, and I could just imagine how bright his smile would be if he ever decided to shine that light at me. I sat and I stared, and he sat and grinned.
durin halloween there are a lot of people wearing fangs because of their costumes.. i think they are cool and would want to wear them every day.. people will get freak out when they seee people adnormal like that.. fangs are cool becuse they remind me of
one manifestation of function, built from the connected cosmos, a means to a purpose, which in turn another to another, what is violence here, is completion somewhere else, and what looks like destruction to us, can only be the truest way that life continues.