Chiroptophobia CH 1 + 2 -Batman ficChapter 01Chiroptophobia CH 1 + 2 -Batman fic5 hours ago in General Fiction
“GCPD, has once again found another gang tied up and served to them. They referred themselves as the Wet Bandits, active in human- and drug trafficking. Witnesses claim it was once again ‘A man looking like a bat’ who did GCPD’s job for them. It has been third gang these six months that this Man-Bat or Bat-Man interfered with and seized their scandalous activities here in Gotham City. I wonder what we see next time. Back to you Scott.”
With the press of a button the TV screen snapped to black. Taking all light and that damned annoying voice of the reporter with it. It made her head ache.
Evelyn pinched the bridge of her nose and laid down the remote on the coffee table in front of her, finding a bare spot amidst all the files and notes scattered across the surface. Some were blurry pictures, others hastily scrabbled, but all were about this ‘Batman’ as the public wanted to call this man. This vigilante.
He never seemed to kill
(2p!canada x reader) Challenge: write a story using only dialogue(2p!canada x reader) 7 hours ago in Humor
"why exactly do you need chloroform at 2AM?”
"no reason, i just it, so do you have any?"
"no, who the fuck has chloroform?"
"umm lots of people and what do you mean you don't have any aren't all your friends crazy psychopaths"
"ok first of all that is a rude a stereotypical depiction of us and i am hurt that you believe it, second of all i fight people like a man, i don't need to drug them out"
"alright fine i'll let you get back to fucking milk bags then"
"i do not fuck milk bags alright, that's what you're for"
"are you calling me a milk bag?"
"oh my god you know what i'm too tired for this shit, goodnight and fuck you but also fuck you"
"don't get too hard thinking about me"
"go you are so weird, do you wanna come in i have tim horton's"
"I'M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR TIM HORTON'S"
"jesus christ it's 2 in the morning just get in here"
"you love me"
At the End of SingularitySome things in life are inescapable,At the End of Singularity7 hours ago in Free Verse
Set in motion long before—consequences
As mindless as weather, as persistent
As clockhands, marching forever forward,
Toward what is unknown and unknowable,
Except to what thoughts might echo in madness.
Once the final move begins, the chains come
Up from darkness, pull you down quick as light,
Far too fast to see, let alone escape.
You cease to exist for anyone else
Outside the clutches, nothing you do there
Will ever make it out, no matter how
Desperately hard you have scratched at the walls
Or how many marks you’ve etched on the black.
For all others, you are dead, scattered ash,
Blood smeared on the lips of the gaping mouth
That pulled you in. But you, you continue
In an ghostly half-life always onward,
With the weight of stars pushed on your shoulders,
Under the heel of one you now can never leave.
The Mermaid of SkibbereenI’ll tell you a story of a place I have been,The Mermaid of Skibbereen7 hours ago in Free Verse
Where the ocean breaks upon the shore,
Of South West Cork and Skibbereen,
And the strangest sight I ever saw.
I rose one morning with the sun,
And wandered down to the wild seas,
And though alone, I felt at one,
With the crashing waves and the biting breeze.
I sat a while beneath stormy skies,
And listened to the Atlantic foam,
When from the corner of my eye,
I saw a glittering golden comb.
T’was on the rocks beneath my feet,
Where the ocean meets the land,
The rocks they formed a kind of seat,
Surrounded by the golden sand.
I waded out into the waves,
To see what treasure I had found,
Perhaps washed up from watery graves,
Of ancient ships once run aground.
The precious comb held in my hand,
Was smooth as marble and icy cold,
And in its teeth one single strand,
Of the finest hair of greyish gold.
As I strode back towards the beach,
I heard a splash as clear as day,
And turned around in disbelief,
For before my eyes a mermaid lay
After Twilight sagaAfter Twilight saga7 hours ago in Romance
"I never thought much about how die -.. Although in recent months had enough reasons for this (...) No doubt it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved Nobre until That should tell for something."
I was going to the airport, so my mother answered
- Belle- she said -you do not have to do this ..-
my mother is older than me, and it's also just like me, but these hairs were short, and mine were long.
-I Want go - lied to me, I do not like lying, then my mother said:
-go Tell your father that I sent remembrance -
I'm going tell answered
My mother gave a very tight hug, I could barely breathe
My chest hurt when I will separate my mother and then I'll live with my father, my mother had another and now ... I entered the plane and went ....
when I arrived in the city Aurora is in the capital in Liberta, then it was raining, a lot of rain ...
there is ... My father and police car, my father is Police Chief Swan, he
He knowsHe looked downHe knows7 hours ago in Free Verse
At the body before him
Helpless and void of life
He felt his heart crunch
Like a discarded sketch
He kneeled to look them in the eye
As their eyes met
His heart dropped
It was him
All the women who tore his heart apart
It was clearer now
He had tore apart his own
He breathed heavily
He must change to save himself
And to fix his broken heart
But he cannot
No one can change
His hand considers the knife
A familiar hand graces his shoulder
He can only be when he is filled with another soul
He cannot be alone
He cannot be alone
Angel EyesAngel EyesAngel Eyes8 hours ago in Free Verse
Only sin lies in your eyes
Terrible and sadistic
Fantastic and sweet
Bring me down
Lay with nothingness and flies
Hold your breath
Here it comes
Look at me
Take it in
With your Angel Eyes
Heavenly and sweet?
No darkness is where we meet
Bring me down
I'll pull you down
At the Angel eyes in my hands.
Character Analysis-The Supreme Master of DarknessLord TirekCharacter Analysis-The Supreme Master of Darkness9 hours ago in General Fiction
Greetings, and hello. My name is Kahnac, and welcome to "Character Analysis". Similar to both Kaiju and Transformers Analysis Discussion, this will be a discussion concerning a character from a certain kind of media. Whether it be television, fiction, or Fanfiction. But unlike those two, the topic has no specific selection. Any character from any media can be chosen for this discussion. And i happen to have a character already in mind. One that happens to not only be a villain, but one who was createdin the 80's. And has recently made his return in the ever famous show "My Little Pony: Friendshipis Magic". That's right. I speak of none other than the very first villain ever to exist in the "My Little Pony" Universe: Tirek, Master of Midnight Castle, and The Supreme Master of Darkness. And for a show featuring pastel colored ponies, noone could get as darkas Tirek is. His featured appearance showed him to be a vile, ruthless villain who has with stood the test of time. Ashe n
In the eyeThe most beautiful eyesIn the eye9 hours ago in Free Verse
On the most beautiful face
Stare at mine
And I stare back
Feeling the love
Feeling the desire
And everything else
All the reasons for me
To want her
As my partner
In this cruel harsh life
Love StoryI wanted to write you a love letterLove Story9 hours ago in Free Verse
But, sadly I know you better
Than you seem to know yourself
I know your body better than I know myself.
I want to write you a classic love tale
Because of you and your love I'll fail
You avoid my loving stair
You sit alone in your chair.
I want to tell you of my love
I wonder what you think of
It's like an echo in your heart
You've got ignoring me down to an art.
I don't know how to show you
That I simply adore you
Would you even care?
Would that be your worst nightmare?
My heart it emits little cries
It doesn't have long it slowly dies.
Now what will I do without you?
I guess just walking out is what I'll do.
Not Everything EndsNot Everything EndsNot Everything Ends9 hours ago in Free Verse
"At least one thing will last."
At least one thing will last.
Time will last.
So will true love.
So will my love for her.
It has lasted until today;
I see no end,
Even after I die.
For only body dies;
And our love is a love of the soul.
The unadulterated scene「The unadulterated scene」The unadulterated scene9 hours ago in Free Verse
Nature boasts of beauty,
Humans love discovery.
But yet we hunger,
Take so much,
Yet give so little.
Have we ever thought that
maybe that is what
makes our society,
We attempt to show
We like to showcase
But once this world
is gone to waste,
Will this not be
wasted as well?
DisappearHow I wish that I can just disappear… disappear into the thin air which surrounds me, I can barely breathe in it. My heavy head feels like it’s a spinning-top, what a headache. Cold of the night rushes through my body, my warmth is nowhere to be found. Suddenly a hand is placed on my shoulder… I heard a comforting voice call to me as I still hang my head down in sorrow. “Why are you crying?” It is a familiar voice to me, but my head still remand where it was.Disappear9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word
“Why would you like to know?” I
Deutschtalia - Der StuhlBy askhetahazardengland.deviantart.comDeutschtalia - Der Stuhl10 hours ago in General Fiction
Deutschtalia – Der Stuhl
Gilbert never thought that he would ever love a dining chair, but damn, Roderich had the coolest ones! “Gott, Roddy! Where did you get these? You normally have ze stuffiest taste in shit, but those chairs are awesome!”
Roderich beamed, puffing his chest out with pride. “I bought these beauties at auction. Elizaveta was with me at ze time und said that ze bird designs would go perfectly in ze dining room.”
Gilbert had a dreamy expression on his face as he thought of Roderich's wife, whom was incidentally Gilbert's childhood friend. “Good ol' Lizzie. She has awesome taste.”
“Ja, I have to admit, ze bird designs were not mein first choice, but ze mahogany und gold trim looks exquisite! In fact,” the Austrian sidled over to his grand piano and swapped around his music sheets. “I was inspired to write some music from ze colour scheme und ze interli
Learning To Step AwayYou are tempted.Learning To Step Away10 hours ago in Free Verse
The desire to give into lust is nearly overpowering your will.
You can feel the thin shell you have built up around your self-control cracking.
The pull towards giving up is taking its toll.
It’s so easy to give into it, but so difficult to fight the urge.
You wriggle in something so close to pain that a whimper escapes your lips.
There are so many emotions inside you.
And an ever growing ember of anger.
You want it so badly;
You’re dreadfully frustrated;
You are so angry at him for tempting you, for making you feel the desire that is attempting to break through your strong hold. You’re angry because he makes you feel guilty, as if saying no to him is cruel and betraying. Most of all, you’re angry at yourself, because you want to give in—and it’s hard to say no.
Revel in the pain, in the struggle, in the escape.
You repeat to yourself,
“He wasn’t there when you needed him, he was only there w
A True PoemI have been asked to write a poem,A True Poem10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word
One that lies true.
Coming from my heart,
Is there such a thing?
Am I allowed to feel?
Or will I be told how to feel or act?
I wish not for that,
Yet I am told otherwise.
Should I listen to my heart,
And try to write a poem of feeling?
Or instead listen to a learing crowd,
And write with a lack of feeling,
Though with a more crowd pleasing event?
I ask again if such a thing can exist,
A true poem, if it only holds true for me,
Can it really be true?
I know that in my heart,
There are many that I could write for
And write I shall, if only for one,
It will be my truth,
A truth that only I hold,
"I am but a young girl,
Though a senior in high school.
My age may be seventeen,
Yet I still consider myself young and childish,
As a teenager and a minor.
Though in a year, I'll be a 'major,'
I still know not of many things
Such as the feelings of a job,
Children, betrayal, and the like,
Yet I feel I can say,
I understand true love, or at least love.
Yes, he is
love stage!cosplay stage !"Whys nobody coming to our clubs stand?"an zenon futoyama asked (took me forever to fee Ind the names........)love stage!cosplay stage !10 hours ago in General Fiction
"Not attractive enough?"kaneda replied.
"Of course not?kanade, "futoyama replied sternly then made an cutie pose with his hands as an peace sign over his eyes. "Who says otakus can't be attractive? "
"damn right! Lets charm the people with our otaku charm!"as kaneda said that last lone he started to copy futoyamas pose, trying to indraw some people with their charm...............
"what are you two doing "kuroi asked Approaching the two oh-so-attractive-otakus along with an seemingly excited izumi.
"Trying to lure in costumers with our otaku charm!"futoyama replied changing into an sailor moon pose.
"But so far nobodies coming,"kaneda contained copying futoyamas pose "I wonder why?"
It was no wonder why no ones coming to the stand, I mean why would ppl done to an stand with 2 fat guys trying act girly *cough* psycho*cough* and cute? (Pardon)
Who BeaconedMerlin's eyes snapped open as he lay in the cave to which Nimue had banished him. Although he owned great lands and a castle, he sometimes wandered into the hills to become a hermit. As he grew older, he began to see many flaws in others and it distressed him to see that their actions were often the result of greed or venal desires. Only in nature could he cleanse himself of the tainted thoughts of the mortals surrounding him.Who Beaconed10 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Why had Nimue become so special to him? He often pondered this question. Was she really that beautiful? Surely, none could deny she had a prodigious beauty! But that was not all. She seemed to have a mature sense of humor that was out of all proportion to her tender age. She also teased everyone around her, especially Merlin, and while he groaned at her lovely puns he could not forget that she had turned her minions on him twice. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. The old magician might have a deep fondness for the little nymph, but he
I love youI love you10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
Let us take a walk my love
to the 'I love you trees',
enjoy the rows of flowers
and the gentle buzzing of the bees.
There we´ll sit and stay a while,
I will take you in my arms,
our love will make us smile again
we´ll relax, feel warm and calm.
We´ll lie under the tree my love
and there we´ll share the sky
and the wind will whisper through the leaves
this love will never die.
Written by Suzanne karbach
16th August 2015
One Minute Melee! Deadpool vs. ShikiOne Minute Melee! Deadpool vs. Shiki11 hours ago in General Fiction
ONE MINUTE MELEE!
WHERE ALL THE FIGHTS ARE FINISHED WITHIN SIXTY SECONDS!
"X Gon Give It To Ya, huh! X Gon Give It To Ya," Deadpool was currently singing along with the above YouTube video as he started to dance, gathering many confused looks from the people all around, "Oh geez, I love that song, it was the song for my trailer after all!" HE said with a joyful tone of voice.
"So..." Deadpool crossed his arms, "What's my next battle? I mean, knowing the many problems almost everybody has with me, I think I'm gonna lose. Like...am I really going to lose?"
Probably! I mean, the chances of you dying is high in this fight! ...Again.
It's true. For some reason, no matter if you're in a One Minute Melee, you lose.
"Hey! Name one fight where I- Oof!" D
Death of Archangel: Aftermath (Psylocke x Asma)After the abortion of WWIII, the return of a status quo between the Avengers and the X-men and the deliberate « I ignore you while I still can » attitude from the government, it was time to rebuild the mansion and rise from the ashes. Well... Rise. I The X-men were trying as hard as they could to heal their wounds but they seriously could not. Asteroid M, in spite of how harsh the experience was, still was a glorious idea and could have really turned into a full success. It didn't matter who they used to be, where they came from and how they did look like. It didn't matter if they were past enemies or newfound friends. They all became one, they all became a huge family and in a matter of three years and fear-mongering hate-filled politicians, that safe haven was seen as a menace and therefore destroyed. Many perished during the explosion caused by the missile the American government sent to the Asteroid. Many more died in the crash of the Asteroid in the desert and some moreDeath of Archangel: Aftermath (Psylocke x Asma)11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters