Steven Stone x Male!Reader [[One Shot]]Steven Stone x Male!Reader [[One Shot]]1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
A soft wisp of air passed by [Male Name], as he yawned and tugged at his dirtied grey shirt for a little bit of warmth. He leaned back into the Pokemon that was lying behind him, gently pressing his back into Arcanine's side with a quiet little 'hmph'. The large beast blew a smoky little sigh on the top of it's owners head as if to say, 'don't worry. We're almost done'.
[Eye Colour] eyes boredly glanced to a torch that was resting upon the wall. It wasn't a very modern torch; a simple block of wood with the end on fire. "Steven," [Male Name] piped up softly, drawing his arm back to rest his elbow against Arcanine's fur. "Are you almost done?" Arcanine growled softly, as if reinforcing the question, clearly bored as it waited.
Steven, who was crouched down beside the wall, his silver hair illuminated from the blazing torch above him, nodded. "Don't worry, darling," he answered, looking over his shoulder with a soft smile. "They're loose. It's not long now." His icy blue eye
Fire Magic - Delphox TfFire Magic - Delphox Tf11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Clicking on the computer mouse in the middle of silence, Kyle looked at his computer anxiously, he had been up late that night to finish up some homework, at some point doing his homework routine he came across a ad for a new shopping website, and although Kyle wasn't the type to be distracted from his work the ad was very colorfully designed, enough so that he couldn't focus on his work after looking at it and instead decided to take a short break from his homework and check out the website. Upon clicking on the ad, his computer reflected a multitude of bright and happy colors in his face, revealing thousands of various products and items for sale. Kyle's jaw widened, all kinds of stuff that he had always wanted and never thought he would ever find online were there, things that would normally sell for thousands of dollars on eBay like Antiques, rare video games, and general uncommon items were quite cheap and plentiful on this site.
Yet even with all of the thin
Growth Drive: Micro Chapter 2 - HarrietGrowth Drive: Micro Chapter 2 – Harriet's Spark Ignites!Growth Drive: Micro Chapter 2 - Harriet20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(This is a micro chapter for my Female Muscle Growth Drive! It's a story series where the audience can direct the growth! Chapter 1 is here: http://magnusmagneto.deviantart.com/art/Growth-Drive-Meta-High-Chapter-1-FMG-533206242
Please don't get confused, this is micro chapter 2, not the actual chapter 2. This was unlocked thanks to user donations! Check out the donation track here: http://magnusmagneto.deviantart.com/journal/Growth-Drive-by-the-Numbers-May-20th-534284948
Also, this is NOT all of Harriet's Growth from chapter 1! This is simply the beginning stages of aforementioned growth!)
School had finally ended and Harriet was ready to implement her plan. Without delay, she made her way to the chemistry lab, and as she calculated it was completely empty. Meta High had a program with the local community college to host evening classes, so the lab was stock
The SaluteThe Salute19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Didn’t I tell you how fantastic that place was for Brunch, mom?”
“Yes, dear you did,” Eleanor Braddock said as she followed her daughter Elle out into the warm Seattle sunshine. It was early summer, and even the wettest of states was enjoying a seasonal dry spell. She had come to spend the weekend with her daughter, and also to have a chance to get away from some of the pressures of the office.
Eleanor had ash blonde hair cut to frame her face, and was wearing a black and white striped short sleeved dress, the round neckline hidden by the triple row of beads she wore around her neck, the hem coming to just above her knee. A white watch and bracelet were on her left wrist, in which she also held her pink leather purse, and a pair of leopard skin mules enclosed her feet.
Elle had longer chestnut brown hair, which fell in soft curls down the front and shoulders of her combat print blouse. A silver and jewelled necklace hung round her
PRELUDE: JoJo vs. Fullmetal: Remastered!PRELUDE: JoJo vs. Fullmetal: Remastered!12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lyn: Most heroes fight mainly with their brawn; Heroes like Superman, Goku, and Asura. But every once in a while there comes along a villain who needs a bit more than an Infinite Mass Punch or a Kamehameha Wave to beat.
Xander: That’s when you call in the brains!
Lyn: Joseph Joestar, the 2nd JoJo…
Xander: And Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist.
Lyn: I’m Lyn and he’s Xander…
Xander: Strap yourselves in, kiddies! Get ready for DEATH BATTLE!
A.K.A. JoJo, New York's JoJo, The 2nd JoJo
Weight: 214 lbs.
Occupation: Hamon Master
Themes: Bloody Stream, New York's JoJo
Lyn: The date is February, 1889. After an attack by Dio Brando, Jonathan Joestar sinks beneath the waves, ending the events of Phantom Blood. Fortunately, Jonathan was able to save h
The Casket Caper - Part TwoAmanda Jones – anthropology student and amateur detective – was very partial to coffee, particularly when it came with free wi-fi. On arrival in New York, she had turned her fine detective skills immediately to finding the best Italian espresso within a few blocks of her father’s Upper West Side apartment.The Casket Caper - Part Two11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her need was not only for refreshment – her father’s parsimony had left Amanda's summer base lacking the basic human right of high speed internet access. His unsatisfactory excuse was something to do with saving $100 a month while away in the Middle East.
The quest for coffee and wi-fi had led Amanda to Benny’s Tea Shop, on the corner of Columbus and West 73rd St. Benny, short for Benedicto, was a generous, middle-aged man who took an instant liking to Amanda; plying her with pastries which the slim girl refused demurely. It was only after a sustained week-long assault that Benny discovered Amanda's weakness – iced ci
WedrowkaByłeś kiedyś w górach? Sądzę, że nawet, jeśli nie doświadczyłeś tego osobiście, to słyszałeś lub czytałeś wiele opowieści o trudzie zdobywania szczytów i pięknie górskich widoków. Każdy szlak jest inny, nie da się porównać dwóch różnych podejść, dwóch karłowatych sosen, dwóch schronisk. A już na pewno nie do porównania są widoki ze szczytu i to niesamowite uczucie, niemalże nie do opisania, towarzyszące zakończeniu wędrówki.Wedrowka22 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Za każdym razem, kiedy staję na początku szlaku, wychodząc z bezpiecznej turystycznej miejscowości u podnóża góry, myślę, że szczyt nie jest daleko. Opuszczając gwarne, barwne miasteczko, mam wrażenie, że moja podróż będzie jedynie lekkim spacerkiem, niewiele trudniejszym ni&
mankindmankind22 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“When did you finally give up on mankind?” asked Jesus.
“When they started cooking with microwaves,” said God. “Any people dumb enough to take technology that scary and try to cook dinner with it were lost, as far as I’m concerned.”
“Really? You held out that long?”
“What can I say, I love the underdog. But now, I just can’t find much to root for.”
“Yeah,” said Jesus. “Good thing there are plenty of other inhabited planets.”
SithVamp Reviews: Ace Ventura Pet DetectiveSithVamp Reviews: Ace Ventura Pet Detective21 hours ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome to the 50th episode of SithVamp Reviews! For this occasion, I would like to review a movie that’s very, very close to my heart; my most favorite comedy movie ever: SithVamp Reviews bring you a review on… Ace Ventura: Pet Detective!
Ace Ventura: Pet Detective came out in 1994. The movie opens with our main character: Ace Ventura, played by Jim Carrey, disguised as a delivery man, walking to the apartment of a man. On the way, Ace plays basketball with the package, which says “fragile” on it. Ace then arrives at the apartment of the angry-looking slob of a man, hands him the package, then leaves. Angry Guy opens the package, takes out the shattered remains of the glass ornament, but notices that his dog keeps standing in front of the door. He finds that it’s a toy dog, this is when he realizes Ace stole his real dog, so he runs outside with a bat.
Outside, Ace is about to take off in his car with the dog, but Angry Guy attacks him and smashes his win
Take Me Home Aimee III: FiveTake Me Home Aimee III: FiveTake Me Home Aimee III: Five22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Despite her nerves, she had really just said that Heath could sample her like a desert. Heath raised his hand so she could climb off him. Her little body slid down his pant leg and soundlessly landed on the counter. He was surprised with the ease with which she did so.
When Heath realized what she had just given him permission to do, he didn’t hesitate to comply.
He bent down over her, grabbing the edge if the counter for support. His other hand came over to gently pinch her elbow, and guide her hand to his mouth. His experience with women shone through in the slow, drawn out pace of his motions. He closed his lips around her mid forearm and slowly let it slide back out as he raised his head an inch.
"Tastes good to me."
Aimee let out a breathless sigh. She had finally done something for Heath. With the size difference she had thought that he would have to initiate everything, but somehow…she had let the words come to her mouth. Heat
Amalgamation - Chapter 33, Trojan HorseAmalgamation - Chapter 33, Trojan Horse17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect, Dragon Age
Characters: Alistair, Kaidan Alenko, James Vega, Morrigan, Flemeth, Samantha Treynor, EDI, Anderson, Solas, Garrus, Leliana
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Bioware.
WARNING: There are Dragon Age Inquisition spoilers therein! If you haven't beaten the game, turn back now.
Chapter Thirty Three - Trojan Horse
"Garrus, it's us, your friends." Kaidan tried to stay calm while he prepared to biotically lift the turian if need be. Garrus' response - chest heaving, clawed talons outstretched, and a heavy growl rumbling low through his flared nostrils - indicated he wasn't registering recognition. The harsh red lights gave the room a sinister glow, as though the walls were painted with blood yet to be spilled.
"I don't think we're his friends right now," Joker uttered an octave higher than normal.
"And he's between us and the exit," Vega added as he off
TLK Crossing Boundaries Chapter 10TLK Crossing Boundaries Chapter 1017 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Josh was raised from his nightmare-plagued slumber of the British Army, led by Burton, conquering and burning the Pride Lands, by a certain mischievous lion cub tugging painfully at his ear. Nursing his now very red ear, he sat up, glared incredulously at little Rosa, who gave him a wide, childish grin. Despite the rude awakening, he couldn’t get mad at this little monster and returned the greeting by patting her little coconut head.
Rosa giggled, “Good morning, Mister Josh!”
“Morning,” muttered the Texan, turning to look at the horizon. It was barely after sunrise, “Aren’t you up a little early?” Beside him, Denzel and Chen had also been awoken by Josh’s cry (and in Chen’s case, by Rosa accidentally hoping onto his face as she had rushed over to wake Josh). The cub continued to jump excitedly between the three explorers.
“I couldn’t wait to play!” she squalled, tugging Josh by the sleeve, “C
c"I'm really embarrassing, but that's part of my charm, you see!"c8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Left BehindYue is a fish. She lives in the water, breathes it, doesn't need to surface. Air is the enemy, could dry her out and leave her gasping, still the spasms of her body as she struggles for life.Left Behind12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She breaks the surface, swallows down oxygen. Strands of ginger hair are plastered to her forehead and freckled cheeks. Her lungs ache. If only she really was a fish, if only she didn't have to remember and could live forever in a watery world. There would be no heartache, she tells herself. Treading water, she wishes she could sink down into the depths, into the welcome embrace of the river bottom.
That isn't possible.
She allows herself to drift, carried by the current. Yue drops her head against the water, her brilliant blue gaze riveted upon the sky. She looks like her father; has his eyes and his hair and his lanky build. It's obvious that she is his daughter.
But from her mother? From Nuri she has inherited freckles. It's not enough, she constantly wants more, grasps at any similarities.
Experimental (GT/GTS RP)In modern times, you found your life was starting to look a little bleak or was getting worse. With the population growing rapidly, finding a full-time job seemed impossible now within your home town. You could try moving to other states or perhaps leave the country all together, but do you have that kind of money on you, especially to go as far as to leave your home country? Not only that, if you did have that kind of money, who is to say you'll be able to manage the people outside your country, if you somehow find a well paying job there?Experimental (GT/GTS RP)10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
By and by, it wasn't looking very good for you. So far you've just barely managed off of part-time or odd-jobs. Things were looking very downbeat. Then one day, when there came the possibility of losing your home, suddenly, you come home to find an envelope had been slid under your door. To your surprise, what you found in the envelope was a strange, brief application that only asked for your name, date of birth, address, phone-number, email-address
A Golden Fox? - HuntAngelo Della Neve (Angel) - FemaleFlorence (Flo) - FemaleAlbion (Albi) - MaleJane - FemaleXeno (X) - FemaleNaihou - Male FoxA Golden Fox? - Hunt14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angel took the lead as the team set out for their day of hunting. Florence and Jane stayed near the back, Flo very shy about the new tokotas and Jane taking it easy for the sake of her spine and not wanting to hurt herself early in the hunt. Xeno stayed off the the side of the rest of the team, unsure whether to trust the others or not. Albion was in the middle of the group, his paws lifted high to keep them out of the dirt and mud, hating being out where there was no paths to walk on. Otherwise he seemed like a happy and bubbly tokota who enjoyed being in the in the fairly big sized group. They had no particular target, they were gonna go after whatever laid in their path, and whatever it was the season for. They knew for sure, no caribou. The caribou were long gone, having moved on to a new location far from the reaches of these particular tokotas. They moved,
[T. Aeon Excerpt] Rosco's Hare"I don't see why I can't have him in my room!"[T. Aeon Excerpt] Rosco's Hare21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The chicken clucked as the one holding it raised his voice slightly, not at all pleased with being held, nor with the increase in volume. Its feathers rose and fluffed as it kicked in the long fingers, and the tiny head bobbed and swerved, black eyes glancing nervously. Clearly, the creature was not pleased with its current position, though it was hardly in a place to voice its concerns--after all, it was the source of the debate going on around itself and it could hardly be expected to get a word in edgewise with all the shouting and growling. Chickens are many things, but prone to interrupting others is not one of them. Not without good reason, of course. All the same, that didn't seem to help its case now, since the one arguing it was finding no footing. "He ain't botherin' anyone! He's just gonna stay in my room!"
"First of all, Hare, it's a chicken--a hen. If you're going to argue about keeping her for her eggs, at least get the gende
Disciples of MorteDisciples of MorteDisciples of Morte21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Disciples of Morte are a small religious organization often depicted as a doomsday death cult by outsiders, but the Disciples themselves do not consider themselves as such. They embrace what they refer to as The Great Cycle: the inevitable change from life to death to rebirth. The Disciples view Morte as part of the forces that maintain this Cycle and feel that during her slumber it is their duty to ensure that every living thing meets its eventual end. They refer to Morte as the Fair Lady, as she does not discriminate who dies and who doesn’t. All are equal in her eyes. They also claim that her reign over a thousand years ago was not as horrible as many believe, as history is written by the victors and thus it is possible that part of history was deliberately miswritten as a means of slandering the good image of Morte by fearful Pokemon.
However, they do not just go out and kill all willy-nilly like. They seek to esta
Circe gets her startDerek Hartsworth was busy tidying up an apartment that rarely got that sort of treatment. He was the local Arcane Council representative for the city and was about to take on a new apprentice mage. The girl had given a number of instructors fits and eye ticks so he was getting burdened with the task of finishing her magical training. He'd received pictures of her, but no matter what sort of device was used to capture her image the result was full of grain and static, he could make little out of any of them except for red hair and bright, even electric blue eyes. It was a fitting color, most mages had an element or two they were most in tune with and for his future student that was electricity. The static and other issues in her photos were caused by the fact she constantly emitted what amounted to a low level EMP pulse. She was a teen that couldn't own a smartphone, or even come within a few feet of one most of the time. She must have a rough life trying to fit in...Circe gets her start18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He'd spent a lot o
Drunk - Teen!Mycroft x Teen!Reader (part 2 of ?)You awoke the next morning, your head pounding and the ceiling above you was spinning. You groaned slightly and scrunched your eyes shut again and buried your face into what you presumed was a pillow on the bed you were currently sleeping on. It wasn't until said pillow started to move underneath you that you realised that it was in fact an actual person.Drunk - Teen!Mycroft x Teen!Reader (part 2 of ?)16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh my god." You whispered. "Oh my god." Images of the night before flashed before you, Mycroft's soft lips against yours, his hands big and strong holding onto you...his perfect lips. Your face flushed red and you peeked under the covers.
You were still fully clothed and so was he, good. You didn't want sex with him... you didn't...Okay, you wouldn't exactly complain if it happened, in fact you wouldn't complain at all. You did like him after all, you liked him a lot. You liked him a lot more than Steven. Last night though, you were pissed, it didn't exactly mean anything, people do stupid things when they'
Salikos - Introducing Mamma AudeajA cold day, well- that was pretty obvious now wasn’t it? Cold, with some cold, with an add-in of, you guessed it, cold; ice, wind, snow, a big white mess of forever lasting winter known as the arctic tundra. But today wasn’t so bad: the sun high in the sky, warming what little it could of the ground below it, bringing a bit of peace to the creatures roaming both land and water. A pair in particular had decided to branch out from their resting place, stretching beneath the sun as they both managed to sleep the day away nearly completely. They were both male, one a tiny bit smaller due to his younger age than the other and greatly different from one another according by the colours of their pelts.Salikos - Introducing Mamma Audeaj14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A more blue fellow shuffled forward, skinny stripes reaching down his body with a rather messily scattered mane of different shades of blue and near black followed by piercing yellow eyes that scanned the world before him. He reached a back
From Self to Selfless Loveself-conceive, self-imagine, self-hypnotize, self-deceive, self-blind, self-absorb, self-complacently self-admire, self-serve, self-aggrandize, self-righteously self-justify, self-consciously self-criticize, self-divide, self-accuse, self-loathe, self-punish, self-alienate,...From Self to Selfless Love18 hours ago in Philosophical More Like This
lovingly and curiously self-observe, openly self-question, unrestrictedly self-inquire, unashamedly self-reveal, unlimitedly self-understand, fearlessly self-doubt, selfless love
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