anarchistThe gray dove cries, "Coup, coup!"anarchist1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Aina Destroys the WorldOnce upon a time I was strolling through the park and I realized I needed to fart SUPER bad. so I bent over and stuck my cute behind out and pushed as hard as I could like FFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT AND let loose a BIG stinky one that killed everything in the park. I just giggled as I heard the bodies hit da floor it was great. Then I decided to go visit my favorite Mexicanese restaurant to get gassy again. I ate all their food and closed their shop before letting out a big FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT out that blew up the entire restaurant. I didn't think I could get any gassier, but then my belly was all like BBBBBLLLLLLOOOOOOOAAAAAAATTTTT, and I was like "Whoa belly you need to chill dat pill" and then we went over to the club and I farted up a storm it was awesome. It was all like FART FART FARTY FART FART and I was like just laughing my ass off as it got to the poiAina Destroys the World6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
AddictionYou will fall in love with a boy who overuses the word ‘fate’ but never the word ‘luck’. When he first locks eyes with you outside a packed bar, where the drinks are over-priced and the silence under-rated, he will worry at his lips in a way that will mean you never notice his eyes, his hair, his anything else. This pair of chapped thin lips will ghost towards you, a flash of ivory enamel, a hint of velvet red gums. You will watch them curve and curl into slightly differentiated shapes, a will o’ wisp of words barely audible over the background hum of your friends, buzzing like wasps, on the other side of the door. And you will smell smoke, and didn’t mother tell you where there’s smoke there’s fire. Only then will you notice the cigarette crumbling between long spider fingers, disintegrating into a fine ashen cloud of overcast-january-sky-grey. But he never moves it to his mouth, leaves it to dissipate in slow spiralling streams. And thoAddiction2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Deathlist (LevixReader) AU!The Deathlist (LevixReader) AU!1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What to do today. Oh what to do today." A young woman said as she walked down the streets of Washington D.C. She twirled the (color) hair that came loose from her black hat. Who was this woman? What was she up to?
Slowly she climbed the steps of the large building and looked up at the sign. THE SURVEY CORPS. Also known as the SC, this is where this woman was walking. She walked through the spinning doors and into the lobby filled with ladies in dresses and men in suits with pressed ties. Everyone watched the oddly strange woman in the top hat and black cloak go to the check in desk.
"Name please miss." The woman said behind a panel of glass. The woman smiled from under her hat and looked up at the woman with fierce (color) eyes.
"(name). (name) (l/name)." The woman said before walking back into the middle of the room.
She set down her small, decorative cane on the floor and then gently took off her hat so that she would
Death Battle: Shovel Knight vs. The DovahkiinDeath Battle: Shovel Knight vs. The Dovahkiin8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Layne: That’s it! We’ve analyzed the combatants’ weapons, skills, and tactics! Let’s get this fight underway!
Xander: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!
A door burst open in a dimly lit catacomb as a rather small man clad in full blue armor, his face obscured by his horned helmet, crashed through, clutching a shovel that was planted in to a zombie’s neck.
“Haha!” the blue-armored knight laughed haughtily, “So the rumors were true! There is treasure and adventure to be had in this land of Skyrim!”
He looked upon a massive double-door. That could only be the door leading to the treasure! He’d heard rumors about what was inside this particular catacomb, but they were all conflicting.
Some said it was riches untold and too vast for any man to comprehend.
Others said it was a weapon of an unsurpassable make that could make one a King among men.
Still others said it was a power that would cause the one worthy to wield it to
My Novice Malik x readerMy Novice Malik x reader1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Master Malik this is too hard.” You let your head hit the many papers that was scattered on your table. Malik rolls his eyes at you.
“Stop complaining it is not that hard.” You rest your head on its side and looked up at him. Malik was trying to help teach you the history of the Assassin’s. It was actually encouraged by Altair for Malik to be your personal teacher. “Now stop complaining Novice.” Your eyes widen, then quickly narrowed. Yes you were a beginner and one of the few girls in the Creed but you were mostly treated with respect. But you hated to be called Novice.
“Don’t call me Novice. I don’t like being called Novice.”
“But you are one [Y/n]. You are a Novice.” You stood from where you were sitting and looked him in the eyes.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not .”
“Alright then. How about you prove it to me then.” Malik smirks do
Things I NeverA father,Things I Never2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Deadly Thank YouDeadly Thank You2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
After your alarm goes off you lean over to shut it off. You yawn and rub your eyes, ready to start another day but then you’re startled by tall figure standing at the end of your bed and looking at you. The figure was draped in a spandex suit; that was covered in colors of red and black. The mysterious individual wore a spandex mask with black circles around the exterior of both eyes while the rest of the head was covered in a red color. The figure had to sword handles sticking up from behind its back. Its waist had an arsenal of weaponry from grenades to hand guns. “You know you drool when you sleep? And pee-eww do your farts stink, might wanna cut back on beans before bed” said the mysterious figure. “Get out of my room or I’ll call the cops!” you yell. “REALLY? YAY! I love police dogs there so cute, especially when there mauling on my arm but we’ll save that for later, right now I’ve got something to do for my brother from
Gakuen!Hetalia X Skatepunk!reader“Okay, that will be all for today, enjoy your weekend,” the teacher said as the last bell rang as the students cheered before flying out the classroom for a well-deserved weekend.Gakuen!Hetalia X Skatepunk!reader2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You walked towards your locker stuffing your books inside before grabbing your skateboard with one of your favorite designs on the bottom also pulling out your head phones resting them on your neck.
You made your way towards the school gate with a relaxing weekend in mind but your own personal bully just had to wait for you. It was (B/n), the most popular girl at school acting like the queen bee because her dad was the most richest guy in town and daddy’s little girl thought she owned the school as her own personal stage with her as the leading female.
“Ooh, girls. It’s ours favorite genderbend freak,” she called out in her annoying lady-like voice making sure everyone was looking as her girl squad laughed along with her.
“Ugh, Piss off. Princess,” you gru
The morning mamboBasically Every MorningThe morning mambo1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Somehow they always ended up in a tangle. It was the same every morning, arms and legs everywhere and the covers half off. The position of the morning was a twisted sort of spooning with a lot of elbow to the chest. And despite the rather uncomfortable nature of this, they had both slept soundly throughout the night. It was only when Sprinkles woke up did he feel the sharp, pointed edges of Jirou’s body digging into his own.
“Jirou,” he groaned, pressing his face against the dog’s back and trying to rub away the sleepiness. “Wake up.”
Jirou didn’t, of course, and just continued to snore softly while locking Sprinkles’s limbs tightly out of use. He could feel the fuzzy static of his arm that was pinned under Jirou
50 Ways To Annoy The TF2 Mercs1: Sing "I'm Blue" at the top of your lungs when you're on or around the BLU Team.50 Ways To Annoy The TF2 Mercs6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2: Use Soldier's helmets as a drum set.
3: Show Scout a picture of a rainbow and ask him if it makes him cry.
4: Hide their hats.
5: Ask Spy if Scout is his son. If he denies it, look shocked and say "That's not what Scout's mom said!".
6: Put a potato in Soldier's Rocket Launcher.
7: Blow up the company truck and blame it on Demoman.
8: Loosen all the bolts on Engineer's Sentries and watch the fun.
9: Switch Sniper's Jarate with lemonade.
10: Ask Pyro if he/she is a robot disguised as a Pyro.
11: Dress up as a hippie before fighting Grey Mann's robots. When questioned, say that Soldier told you that hippies are the robots' one weakness.
12: Ask Engineer to show you his Gunslinger. When he does scream and yell "I knew it! I knew you were secretly the Terminator!".
13: Switch Demoman's Scrumpy with apple juice.
14: Ask Medic if he's related to Dr. Frankenstein.
15: Whenever Medic Revives someone yell
Leo and Usagi's Lame AdventureLeo and Usagi's Lame Adventure2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Not every foray into Wonderland is necessarily wonderful...
Written for :iconwriter-nexus: with the prompt being Let's Go On A Mission by AnoSheakai
Beneath a tree our hero slept quite soundly
When a smartly-dressed hare came a-bounding
"Come with me!" he cried so profoundly
"Or we'll be late for an adventure most astounding!"
A world filled with strangeness and wonder Leo espied
Aghast he said, "where the heck am I this time?"
"Hurry Leo-san!" The most anxious rabbit cried
"And why am I compelled to speak in rhyme?"
"Leo-san, there is no time to explain!
Now hurry, or we'll be late for the game!"
"B-but, why am I dressed like a french maid!?
And wherever you're taking me better not be lame!"
"Its a pinafore Leo-san," the rabbit tersely said
and on down the lane he led the confused terrapin
"She awaits," he went on, "now hurry, or you'll lose y
Prelude: Generator Rex VS Berserker LancelotPrelude: Generator Rex VS Berserker Lancelot1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kra: "Weapons. People use them for fighting."
Natalia: "....Great intro dumbass. These two warrior have the power to take or make any weapon and turn it against you. Not to mention they can punch buildings around like nothing."
Kra: "Rex Salazar, the Agent of Providence."
Natalia: "And Berserker Lancelot, Knight of the Lake. I'm a centaur named Natalia, and thats Kra thr Troodon. And its our job to analyze their weapons, skills, and tactics to decide who would win, a Death Battle."
Rex Salazar (AKA Generator Rex)
First Appearance: April 23, 2010. Cartoon Network
Occupation: Providence Soldier
-Fought the entire Consortium to a standstill. In other words, 6 people with similar abilities
-His Nanites have altered incredibly complex alien technology, namely the Omnitrix
-Has defeated and cured hundreds of mutated humans and animals
-Fought Ben 10 to a standstill
The starvation of angelsThe starvation of angels2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soft beeping from my alarm work me that morning. The same sound as always, a pulsing of noise that was like a heartbeat. Over the years, I'd grown used to the noise signifying another day at the station. I was positive about my lack of work, but I could just feel some new and horrific case would be looming over me soon. Turning my clock off to prevent it waking my slumbering wife, I pulled myself out of bed and got dressed. I had breakfast and read the news; old cases printed on the cover. Almost in sync with my need to get up and head over to the station, a knock came at my door.
"Back to the grind," I hummed as I kicked my shoes on.
On opening the door I found my work partner, a spry woman in her late thirties with curly red hair pulled back into a pony tail. She wore a light brown coat and a sweet smile.
"Morning Harrison," she chirped before pushing a coffee into my hands. "Boys want you over at Saints Lane apartment block. Seems they’ve found a body."
I took the coffee from
A Baby Cries Knows No War Chapter 10:A Baby Cries Knows No War Chapter 10:2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thursday December 25th 2014: 8:14 AM:
5 Months, 16 Weeks, 1 Day Pregnant.
Merry Christmas Veronica.
'Knock knock knock' “Daddy V! Wake up Daddy V! It's Christmas!” Henry hollered as he knocked on the door again. “C'mon Daddy V wake up!” He yelled knocking some more.
I yawned and sat up running my hand through my hair. “Alright Henry I'm up.” I called out to him.
“Santa's been here, he left us lots of presents. See you downstairs.” He said and then I grinned as I heard his little slippers clomp down the steps.
I was just standing up and stretching when there was another knock on the door. “Come in.” I said then gasped when I turned and saw Cameron standing there holding 2 boxes, one with a bow on it. “Hey.”
“Merry Christmas... I got you something, I hope you like it.” He said as he set the box on the bed.
As he did I heard a whimper from inside. I looked at him with conf
Virtual Haikyuu x Reader [Ch. 1]Virtual Haikyuu x Reader [Ch. 1]21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes you wish that this virtual game is not the same as the reality and you blame the company for it.
They should at least try to make the sun's rays a bit weaker, but NOO! they wanted to make this game the same as the real world!
You were still ranting in your head as you tried to stand up from you bed while glaring at your windows, and didn't notice the blanket that was still wrapped in your torso, causing you to fell down from your bed, your head making contact with the floor.
"Itai!!" And now you were sure that this will make another bruise in the real world, and it was all your fault. It was because you bought the latest Coffin in the market -that has the most sensitive wires that will make your body feel the pain and bruises in the real world, your latest Microchip in your Core not helping a bit.
[Core is chip transplanted into your brain so you can activate the Coffin]
"Stupid (y/n)." You muttered, now clutching your head and was trying to make your way towards
Jeff the Killer x Reader - Not Gay!! -ONESHOT-''Peaceful'' is hardly an adjective you'd use for Slender Mansion. ''Douce'' yes, sometimes. But definitely not ''peaceful''. For one, there are a lot of people living here, which you've certainly heard of, so I have no intention counting them down.Jeff the Killer x Reader - Not Gay!! -ONESHOT-1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of them, a certain pale teen with messy tousled longish black hair, was just lying on the couch, reading a random book — or was it random?
„What have we here?“ the book disappeared out of the male's hands in incomprehensible speed, leaving him puzzled for a moment as a good looking (h/c) haired female dressed in denim shorts and loose black t-shirt passed him by and made a few more steps away from the couch so she could have a better look of the book content without being distracted.
„What the—(F/n)!“ the elder male threw his hands in the air, his eyes wide in irritation.
„Well, well, well“, (F/n)'s mouth tugged into a sadistic grin and her brows creased viciously. „I didn't know you
Stranded - Day 87Peter stared out across the sea on the little, picturesque island, thinking deeply, thinking fondly, of the world he had lost. He was a world-famous millionaire out there. He was renowned for his research in neuroscience. It had made him a fortune. But that fortune hadn't been enough to stop his plane crashing.Stranded - Day 871 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He had been flying to Bei Jing for an Electronic Arts Exhibition a friend of his was hosting when lightning had struck the left wing of his private jet. Within minutes the entire plane was dead and falling out of the sky like a rock. It hit the ground with a bang and he was certain that he'd died. But miraculously, he was the sole survivor. The giant tin can had managed to crumple in such a way that Peter had been protected from crash. Now he could live forever on this tiny isle littered with trees and bushes.
Since then he'd had to learn to survive here. Luckily it seemed as thought there was no shortage of fish and crabs here. He had a little sort of mattress thing made of lea
Moral Rifts“You shouldn’t smoke,”Moral Rifts2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Esmar, it will fade your youthful beauty.”
“Beauty is fleeting, and no one ever knows exactly when it will fade. If I was lit like a torch in the night, my beauty would flee and leave scars in its wake; if I was hit by a car tomorrow, blood would stain my face a permanent and coppery red. If I lose my beauty, I will also lose my life, not because I choose to, but because society is fickle.”
“Goddamn,” Arthur Deans whispered, turning his gaze from the younger man to the silent stars. His breath was like a ghost in the cold December air—indeed it was a replica of Esmar’s cigarette smoke, and he laughed upon making the connection.
“If you could command God, Arthur, we would all be in a predicament that the devil would envy.” Esmar Kirsanov said
Vore Legends I She rose from her bed like a reverse in the law of gravity, limply waving her arms in defilement as she moaned with displeasure. The alarm was ringing, as seven 'am' read on the digital screen, one of her eyelids weakly opening as she looked upon the time. It was time to go to school, the worst possible thing she could’ve known at that moment in time. Shannon was unlike most other girls, yes she was svelte and lithe and beyond curvaceous, sporting a head of rich, black hair that tickled her smooth shoulder blades, but she was quite dark at heart. Even as she leapt from the warmth of her bed sheets and walked into the bathroom to clean her teeth, shadows followed her. Shannon had been born with a most unusual gift, to attract the forces of evil from all around.Vore Legends I1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Indeed, she had given her family a lot of unwanted grief over the years, and now as she broke into her late teens, was just about to ready to move out and leave them
Fade to BlackFade to Black3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the cloth went over my eyes, I let out a muffled gasp, matched by Jess as she sat next to me, and I wondered what was going to happen next.
They took me by surprise, putting the folded scarf over my eyes from behind me, but I couldn’t do anything to stop them, say anything to say how uncomfortable I felt about this. In fact, I was now completely at their mercy, and all I could do was pray they had some.
Mercy, that is...
To calm my nerves, I tried to think about everything that had happened today. Mom and I had gone to a charity luncheon at the Country Club. Mom’s on one of those charity committees that seem to exist solely to occupy the time of the Stepford Wives, as some of my friends rather cruelly call them.
At any rate, she had invited me to come to this one, as I was home from college and at a loose end, so I eventually (after much argument) agreed. It must have been about eleven when I came into the front room of the house.
First Assignment"Flame?"First Assignment1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The soft mew broke through the night's silence, gentle, questioning, slipping from the mouth of the white and ginger she-cat, whose brown eyes flicked up to watch the tom across from her. It had been some time since they had come to PebbleClan, and she had learned so much since then, met so many wonderful cats. Her pelt prickled at the memories both good and bad thus far, and she kneaded the ground with her paws, ears laying flat against her head.
"Or is it...Tumblepaw?"
"Swan," the brown tabby stretched out to touch noses with her, encouraging her to stop sounding so...lost. "I'm the Flame you grew to care for and trust. Just because...we found out more...that doesn't change who I am, who you know. It just means that I'm...more than just that."
"You're completely more. You're a clan cat, they know you, they remember you," she said feebly, "You...belong here." It sent a chill down her spine at the thought of Flame, the brother she and Duck had grown to love, being one of these
Kellyn x Reader .Clean Freak.Kellyn x Reader .Clean Freak.2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kellyn x Reader .Clean Freak.Kellyn’s pov
I was known for my somewhat OCD attributes and photographic memory. I know every single student and top ranger that I have encountered or read about. I immediately freak out or go berserk if something I treasure got even the tiniest spot of dirt. One might think I would never be able to like anybody in my life but…
There’s this one girl I just can't lose my sight for just one second.
A girl with the purest (h/c), sparkling (e/c) eyes and a jovial, angelic smile at her crimson, bow-shaped lips. A classmate of mine back in the ranger school and yes…
My girlfriend… (Name).
Believe it or not, its true. Our relationship started rather chaotic. We argue on where a certain item should go, how many and many more. It was when I learned that she’ll be sent to Fiore region with Keith when I realized that I don’t want to lose her. Before departure, I yelled my confession to her and she yelled ‘yes!
Beware the Magic Fan (Episode 4)Beware the Magic Fan (Episode 4)1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“It’s your move.”
“What?” Marcus looked up at Maoko who was staring at him from across the table. It was Sunday, and there was nothing going on, so Maoko had decided to challenge Marcus to a game of chess. However, he was losing horribly. Not because he was bad at the game (quite the contrary, he was actually pretty good), but because he couldn’t stop thinking about the fan upstairs and how it had changed him.
“I said it’s your move.”
“Oh, right…” Maoko got up and smacked Marcus up top the head. “OW!”
“Get your head out of the clouds, bro.” She ordered. “I know what you’re thinking about…it’s that fan again, isn’t it?”
“Well yeah…wouldn’t you?”
“Are you really so caught up in your transformations? What? You fall in love with being that magic girl?”
“NO!” Marcus shouted defensively. He wasn’t thinking ab