SilentSilent2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters
Author’s Note: One thing I really hate it’s when people change a fictional character’s canon sexual orientation in fan fiction and self/reader-inserts, just because they feel like it (AKA they are really disrespectful towards both the reader and said character). It pisses me off all the time. As far as we know, Dirk is gay. I’m not saying that he couldn’t be pansexual or anything, but we do not have any evidence in canon that he is interested in females (or any other genders, really) too. I’ll just roll with canon this time.
In order to respect my previous statement the reader is going to be a male in this story, but if people want me to I’ll write a version in which the reader does not have a specified gender. Please just flow with my writing and ideas; they are really important to the story.
Clocktober #4 - Things Tombstones SayClocktober #4 - Things Tombstones Say2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Here's what happened: last year, a local magazine held a contest for their Día De Muertos edition. You had to shoot 'em an e-mail (writing "Death Certificate of YourName" in the subject) filled with as many epitaphs as you pleased. The staff's favorites would be published. I forgot all about it until the deadline, at which point, I improvised some on the fly and sent them for kicks. Several ended up chosen! Read 'em and a some new ones below:
"I saw the light at the end of the road. Had I known it was a train..."
"You'll never believe everything in here, and just for being so skeptic, I ain't telling nothing"
"They actually never found my body. The watchman hides his garbage here"
"Okay, first step done! Now, how do I charge the insurance?"
"Heat here is horrible, but better this than Arizona"
"I can confirm every belief is correct. All of them, but especially atheism"
"Heavy metal isn't actually the devil's music. He's
CreepersCreepersCreepers15 hours ago in Short Stories
The unexpected return of a lost ship and its skipper
Everyone in the city limits of Perth, Australia, was certain that the ship had been lost, sank, in the storm The storm was worse than ones in previous years. So it had hit the ship when the ship was miles away from the shore and away from hopes of rescue. That year, the skipper, Matthew Carlyle, 26, a resident, had planned to wed his fiancée, Edna Walston, 22. Then, Edna heard about the storm. Her heart sank like the ship. She was certain that all aboard were lost and dead.
Edna’s mother and father did their best to console Edna. They suggested that she try to find a new boyfriend and marry him instead. Edna was at first reluctant, because she and Matthew had exchanged vows even ahead of their planned wedding. At last, she conceded and looked for a new love. Edna began with their childhood friends, due to familiarity. Many boys she and Matthew knew were very willing. Edna was a standa
To Summon a GiantThe library was empty. The mousy librarian named Mrs. Jones sat quietly behind the front desk, eyes wide as she read one of her favorite Charlotte Bronte books.To Summon a Giant2 days ago in Short Stories
She looked up at the sound of light foot steps approaching. Mrs. Jones glanced up from the text and smiled. A young girl, around 20 or so was waiting patiently.
Her hair was long and braided, her skin a light brown. Her large eyes were a fascinating hazel, gazing kindly at the older woman with respect and excitement.
"Ah hello, Kara," Mrs. Jones greeted the young girl gently. "It's nice to see you again. How was your winter break?"
Kara smiled weakly and shrugged. She wore a long navy blue dress coat, that hug snugly around her waist. She was carrying a book bag.
"I was just wondering if I could renew a book?"
Mr.s Jones nodded. "Yes of course. Just sign in on this sheet here, and I'll make sure you aren't fined,"
Kara nodded and took out a pen from her pocket. "Sounds good, thank you so much Mrs. Jones.
Fire Emblem Awakening: An Odd Tome(BEFORE READING, READ DESCRIPTION)Fire Emblem Awakening: An Odd Tome3 days ago in Short Stories
It was another exciting battle against the Risen. A particular set of shepherds were fighting what seemed to be an impossible battle.
"Rexcalibur!" Morgan bellowed as she formed a powerful gust of wind underneath a risen pegasus knight. "GAAH!" The pegasus knight croaked. Herself and her steed fell and disappeared into a purple mist. The tactician-in-training chuckled in victory. "Too easy!" She said very cockily. "Not bad, Morg!" Cynthia said, raising her hand and giving Morgan a high-five. "Great job, Morgan!" Sumia said. "Thank you, mother." Morgan said. "Those tomes of yours are amazing, Morg!" Cynthia said. Suddenly, their father, Robin, was thrown across the ground. "Father!" Morgan and Cynthia screamed. Sumia ran over to him and used her stave to mend his wounds. Robin cracked his neck and sighed.
"How about less talking and more fighting, girls." Sumia and her daughters nodded. "Alright then. Sumia, your with me. We'll storm the fr
Tierra Firma [APH Spain Mexico oneshot]Spain ordered for certain things to be brought to his chambers immediately. He had work to do. Although he had triumphed over The Aztec Empire, he was not yet done. He needed this land to be his, completely and officially. The shimmering, extravagant capital city had made it clear that there was wealth here. If he could control this land, Spain could be richer than any other country in Europe, richer than he ever dreamed possible. He, the discarded bastard son of Rome, would no longer be a collection of warring kingdom; he would be an empire of his own. He now held everything he needed to establish that dominance in the form of a young boy.Tierra Firma [APH Spain Mexico oneshot]1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Aztec’s son had cried against him as they had left Tenochititlan, but the tears had dried quickly, leaving only dry shudders in their place. Apparently exhausted by the grief, he had fallen asleep. Spain’s heart had fluttered as the child wrapped his tiny arms around his neck instinctively for comfort. Something paternal that Spain
The Creatures of... The following transcript was taken from a radio message sent by a man whose identity is currently unknown. The message was picked up by personnel at Robins Air Force Base and was later disclosed to the public in hopes of civilians jumping in on the investigation. It is currently unknown where the signal came from, or who it was sent to.The Creatures of...14 hours ago in Short Stories
23:15:58, Tuesday, November 18th, 2014. "...but I don't know what to do. I've been in here for hours. Nothing's looking up. If you get this message, please let the police know I'm in here. As I said earlier, the only way out is too high up. Tell them to bring a large ladder with them as well. I don't think I'll stand a chance at getting out of here without one. It's funny now that I think of it. I had a sneaking suspicion that I would need a rope when I first looked down into this hole. I wasn't expecting the cave walls to [inaudible]."
"[distant] Hey! Are you in there?"
Kanna's DeathKanna lay alone, barely a speck upon a bed the size of an ocean liner. It was laughably too big for the tiny, elderly woman nestled there, but she couldn’t bear to part with it- though there had been many offers to move her to a place more human-accessible. After all, her husband had been gone for five years now. Never in a million years did she imagine she would outlive Adrian, healthy as a horse his entire life and seven years younger than her to boot. Life had its own cruel irony to play out.Kanna's Death2 days ago in Short Stories
Kanna turned her head to the side, casting a tired gaze towards the nightstand. Level with the bedside, Megumi had fallen asleep in a little rocking chair, a book of Kanna’s favorite poetry still half-open in her lap. A little smile twitched upon the old woman’s lips before she resigned deeper into her layers of pillows. Megumi was a grown woman herself now. Edging near fifty-two this coming fall, with four of her own children to raise.
And they were beautiful
Elena's Puffird EncounterElena is a beautiful blonde haired girl who is the daughter of Redlyn's Governor Maxwell. She is a childhood friend of Nova and Pepper as they frequently play together almost every day. She also harbors a crush on Nova's older brother, Kurai.Elena's Puffird Encounter5 hours ago in Short Stories
One day, Elena walked to the plain grassy fields on a bright warm day. She raised her hands up in the air and spun around like a ballerina giggling.
"I hope my father doesn't mind me stepping out of the town," she said to herself. "I know how he gets worried sometimes even when Nova and Pepper are not here to protect me this time," she added as she thought about her friends.
After she spent more time running through the fields, she then ran into a strange ballooned shaped bird called a Puffird and smiled at the ballooned bird.
"Hello there big round birdy," Elena waved to it gently with her hand. "What are you doing out here?"
The Puffird looked at Elena by tilting its head and blinked its little black eyes for a moment. To answer Elena's question
Gust of MusicMany years ago, the wind was just one. Yes, just one. If you wanted wind, you have to go looking for it; looking here and there, in every corner, under each mountain and behind any rock. It could be anywhere.Gust of Music3 days ago in Short Stories
When the wind wasn’t on its travels, in which it dragged leaves and sand or pollen and rain, it rested in some quiet place where every living thing would go to hear it sing. Its voice was sweet; its eyes, peaceful; its figure, beautiful. Its concerts were heard for hours and even days. No one dared to interrupt its magnificent music, not because of fearing its rage, but it’s listeners’, who only cared to listen and listen, because nothing was more important.
The plants were the wind’s favorites, but mainly the trees, which were, and still are, its most fervent fans. They had to learn to walk just to go there where its music could be heard, moving slowly but determinedly. They didn’t let themselves miss not even one concert. They ventured in campaigns
Halloween story #1Halloween story #11 day ago in Short Stories
Carmela; "I got the shortest so I go first! Time to beat you all of you with my best story!" She got up and pulled a book from nowhere.
Sin; "Everyone get ready to be put asleep."
One day a young man called Andrew was peacefully doing his school work. It was physics he was working on. It was late at night the moon was high. He had to get it done before five weeks.
When suddenly he felt a hard blunt object hit him aside the head. As he lost all sight he saw a little being just standing there with a wrench in his hand.
His eyes began to open to see he was in a room. It was littered with toys and peices of machinery. A prince sized bed was there in the corner of the room. He tired to get up but he was tied up.
Dino's happy mealWarning this story contains vore, read at your own riskDino's happy meal3 days ago in Short Stories
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN JURRASIC WORLD (And I might be changing up what happens a tiny bit but like I said, I DON’T OWN THE MOVIE)
Prologue (6 hours ago 10:00 A.M): I had been running with my family away from the swarms of pterodactyls that had appeared outta nowhere. My mom was trying to keep me ahead of them both but I stumble multiple times from the screaming around me. Many people were getting pinned and attacked by the pterodactyls or getting carried away by them. I run with the crowd before screaming when I feel something grab my shoulders and I started to feel myself get picked up off the ground. I thrash wildly as the medium sized pterodactyl started to try to fly away with me but it gets slammed into by a larger one going for another person. The medium sized one lets go from being startled by that and I fell, blacking out when I smacked into something that shattered.
Now (4:00 P.M): I groan as I started to come to.
Human!Goldie X Human/Animatronic!Reader One-ShotHuman!Goldie X Human/Animatronic!Reader One-Shot8 hours ago in Short Stories
Temps: This is a rough draft. No editing or revising, so expect errors a-plenty. Plus…this entire plot would’ve gone so much better with Foxy, but…I dunno. I was in a Goldie mood, I guess…And I will be doing another one-shot series with the human/animatronic readers, ‘kay? Oh, and I stole that from Kaijiiro!
Just…nothing. Your screams still rang in his ears though, your cries, your pleads, your begging for him to stop, to have mercy. He’d ignored them then, and he ignored them now. His honey-gold eyes swept over the grotesque mess before him, the broken remains of what had once been a girl he’d loved within the suit of a feline animatronic. Those beautiful irises which he’d caught you admiring many time were now empty.
He took a step back. The wall brushed against him, and he released a shak
Creepypasta: Regalia of ConsumptionCreepypasta: Regalia of ConsumptionCreepypasta: Regalia of Consumption1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Nothing matters but the action of ingestion. Not even the practical need we all have for foodstuffs, or the carnal pleasures we associate with it. Just the act, the action, the process of tearing gristle and splintering bone and reinforcing the superiority we have over our prey.
Me and Prey. Me and them. Me and food.
I am a Wendigo, or that is what I have learned Prey calls me, at any rate. And if it bleeds, I will hunt and eat it. I am just as content to maim and butcher a rabbit as I am to (quite literally) slaughter a lost traveller.
Me and Prey. As it has been. As it always will be.
“I’m tired” Derrick yawns as you observe the crackling of the dying campfire’s embers play off one another’s light.
“Then go to sleep” you suggest.
“I guess that’s a good idea. G’night” he says before shuffling back to his tent.
The air is crisp and the night is
Table For ScarletTable For ScarletTable For Scarlet1 day ago in Short Stories
I press my foot on the break and the car goes to a sudden stop. As I open the door, I try to be careful enough not to rip my dress because of what happened last year. Excited, I walk towards the restaurant and a large sign in front of the door catches my eyes reading, "La Petite Room." Guessing this is a French restaurant, I head on inside waiting for a table.
A warm looking waitress walks up to me holding some porcelain plates and their menus. With a smile, the lady says, "Welcome to La Petite Room, one of the finest restaurants in town. Can I take you to your reserved table?"
"A reserved table?" I ask confused, not remembering about any reserved table.
"Why yes. Follow me dear." She smiles, then leading me to a table far from the entrance where I came from.
Surrounding me are small tables with two chairs each. The one she takes me to has a paper letter on it reading my name, "Scarlet." That's strange, I don't remember calling for a reserved table. In fact how
Sweet Punishment: A Sweet Too Far Emily was the daughter of an extremely successful trainer, and with that came the list of expectations. To her end, Emily managed to live up to many of them. Only when her mother saw her in a bikini (for the first time), showing off muscles, tones legs, and a smooth stomach did she acknowledge her daughter.Sweet Punishment: A Sweet Too Far2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters
But everyone had a fatal flaw.
Emily's fatal flaw was her sweet tooth. Oh, how it plagued her mother! Ever since finding out about her daughter's latest candy-binge, she began trying everything she could to bring her back to what she was supposed to be. Unfortunately, her daughter beat her at every step. By the end of the year, she was sure that her daughter was gaining weight.
It was then that she was encouraged by a friend to turn to magical assistance.
"So, you wish to turn your daughter from junk food forever?" An oddly garbed woman said, with old age in her voice.
Life of Bea - Chapter 1Humans hate giants. It’s in our blood, as humans, to be scared of people hundreds of feet tall that us, right? So it’s not completely irrational.Life of Bea - Chapter 11 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
Giants have been on earth easily 50 years before I was born and from what the books say, they saved us from ruin. Wars were tearing the earth apart and nuke threats were being delivered daily. The giant’s saw this and decided to ‘help’. Apparently their idea of helping a civilization was to enslave it. The giant’s came and took over our societies, our government, our free will. Giants would periodically come to earth, round up as many humans as possible and take them back to their home planet and distribute us into pet shelters to be adopted out. Humans were no longer people, they were pets, an accessory, ‘companions’. And that is why I hate giants. Those of us who have not yet been taken have to spend our lives hiding, hoping that we won’t be found. Their ships come every 6 months with te
10 Minute Story |Action| - Don't Wake The Devil"What are you doing?! Run! NOW!"10 Minute Story |Action| - Don't Wake The Devil2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
In just a few seconds, my entire life flashed right in front of my eyes. How did things suddenly become this way? The both of us were finally seeing each other again after so long, so why did this have to happen?
"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU BEHIND, IDIOT."
I couldn't waste anymore time. From here on, I know it was either kill.. or be killed. To be honest, if I knew ten minutes ago that this was going to happen, I wouldn't have chosen to walk through this dark alley that serves as a shortcut to where I was headed to. But it was the first time in six years that I was finally going to see him again. I just couldn't wait.
I wanted to get to him as quickly as possible.
"Look, unlike you, I grew up all roughed up. I can handle this. So if you can keep up with me, do it. Otherwise, YOU run."
I knew I sounded crazy considering I'm the woman and he's the man here, but we both know it's true anyway. When faced with a situation like this where you me
The Princess From Venus!“Howdy, Sheriff!” Dixie was a country girl, born and bred, and as she was playfully exaggerating her accent, her speech was filled with long vowels and numerous dropped consonants. “I reckon this escaped prisoner has got to give herself up, seeing as how you got me cornered.” She stopped abruptly. “Zeb! Where’s your sheriff costume?”The Princess From Venus!12 hours ago in Short Stories
Dixie wore a black-and-white striped costume dress, with COUNTY JAIL stenciled over her right chest pocket and INMATE 67801 over the left. She wore a matching striped hat, and black high-heeled cowgirl boots.
Zeb, however, still wore his overalls. “Dixie, you ain’t going to believe this, but…”
Dixie threw up her hands. “Oh, no. No, no, no! We’re not going through this again this Halloween. You’re not about to tell me you captured another girl you think is from outer space.”
babysitting (kid!kasuka x g!natural reader)babysitting (kid!kasuka x g!natural reader)13 hours ago in Short Stories
A/N: this is my first time writing fanfics so it may be bad and please excuse my terrible English
It was on your 13 spring your neighbor the heiwajima family asked you to babysit their youngest son named kasuka that is 10 years old while they take care of their oldest son at Raira General Hospital.
“kasuka..this is (f/n)-kun. He/she will take care of you while we gone to take care of your brother..”said mrs.heiwajima to her son kasuka.
“konbanwa(hello there)..im (l/n)(f/n) it nice to meet you kasuka-kun” you said while smiling charmingly .
“heiwajima kasuka..nice to meet you too..”kasuka said while looking away and blushed a bit.
“we are going now..please take care of him okay (f/n)-kun..and kasuka remember to behave and listen to what (f/n) said okay?”mrs.heiwajima said
Wedgie Date (Human)(Ok just a few things to point out this is based on a true story, but I'm not calling it a true story because it's not quiet the true version of it, second if you read my MLP stories with my OC Wild and notice Alyssa acts like her that's because I based Wild off of her, last of all Flame in this story is real life me)Wedgie Date (Human)2 days ago in Short Stories
Flame and Alyssa just got to Flame's house and got out of his car Flame was dressed like Soul from Soul Eater and Alyssa was dressed like Maka from Soul Eater. "Thanks for cosplaying with me Flame" Alyssa said as they walked inside. "No problem anything for you Alyssa" Flame said trying to sound convincing meanwhile all he was thinking was 'How did she convince me to do that again?'
"I know it's not your favorite thing to do, but I really enjoy it when you cosplay with me" she said before giving Flame a kiss. Flame smiled "Anytime Alyssa I really don't mind" He said while thinking 'O yea that's how.' Alyssa laid down on Flame's couch "You know that's a lot of fun, but I'm
Computers...I was babysitting ten-year-old Josh. The brunette lad sat barefoot at his computer, with a can of coke in one hand and his feet propped up on the sofa next to me. I stared at the television, bored out of my brain. Josh was currently playing a computer game, and whilst I wasn’t too interested, I listened to what he had to say hen he explained things to me.Computers...20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
“Shouldn’t you do something else besides computer games and coke-drinking?” I asked.
“Nah I’m good,” said Josh. I turned to look at him, and when I did, all I saw were his feet.
“You sure? Because I thought I was supposed to look after you and play games with you today, not sit here whilst you played games and drank that stuff,” I said with a chuckle.
Josh wiggled his toes by way of a response. It was too overwhelming now. I reached out and skittered my fingers across the soles of his feet. The boy burst out laughing, his toes curling as he pulled his legs back.
The Forgotten GirlShe awoke in a strange room. White tables and metal stands on wheels lined the walls of the small room. The walls looked strange, almost, abandoned. The white paint was peeling off of the walls and mold grew on the ceiling. She looked down at herself. She was laying down on one of the tables with her legs strapped down. It looked like at one point her arms had been strapped down too, but the straps had either worn or fallen off. She pushed herself up off of the bed and walked around the room, studying each crack in the walls meticulously. On the metal trays, there were some tools. She didn’t know the names of them but they looked sharp.The Forgotten Girl2 days ago in Short Stories
She doubled over in pain. Agony writhed throughout her body, making it twist in unnatural ways. She let out a piercing scream and then it stopped. Somehow, in all the confusion, she had ended up on the floor. Placing her arms on the ground, she picked herself up and dusted off her white gown. Doing this she noticed that her dress was
Dan Hibiki VS Paul Blart-PreludeDan Hibiki VS Paul Blart-Prelude2 days ago in Short Stories
Only: These two morons really have it bad, almost like the universe has it out for them.
Jerry: Dan Hibiki, the laughingstock of Street Fighter.
Only: and Paul Blart, mall cop extraordinaire. I'm Only and he's Jerry, and it's our job to find out who would win a DEATH BATTLE!
Only: Among the Street Fighter cast, there is great power. From Ryu Hoshi, to Ken Masters, to M.Bison, this series is legendary for the sheer strength of it's characters. However, there is one above the rest....
Only: Well....he at least thinks that.
Name: Dan Hibiki
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 163 lbs.
Only: Despite being completely and utterly worthless, Dan Hibiki is actually the son of the successful and legendary master of martial arts, Go Hibiki.
Jerry: Like father, unlike son! Am I right? Can I get a high five? No? Aww....
Only: Everything was going fine for Dan, until the Shadaloo agent Sagat ap