A Story of How a Horde of Elephants Saved My ButtThe problem about wearing a dress is that it gets in the way of everything. The problem about wearing pants is that people yell at you claiming you’re a disgusting witch and should be burned to death before men walk up to you and just shrivel up and die from the sight.A Story of How a Horde of Elephants Saved My Butt5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Okay, so the witch thing wasn’t completely wrong. I mean, it’s not even my fault. It’s not like I wanted to have magic powers that just randomly conjure up a hoard of elephants. I mean, having magic powers is cool and all, but not when you live in the late 1600’s and everyone wants to kill you because you’re wearing pants.
And like the worst part about having powers is I literally cannot tell anyone otherwise these brilliant town folk will surely want me burned at the stake. And it’s ridiculous because they’re just shooting people down every hour, claiming “she’s a witch!” just because they don’t know how to take care of their cows and literally they
PietroxReader - Life in Color (One-Shot)PietroxReader - Life in Color (One-Shot)PietroxReader - Life in Color (One-Shot)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Contains: Violence, cussing, two alternate endings c:, Brutasha is still a thing. A slight change for Peggy Carter. Not accurate towards AOU
This is going to be an AU soulmate thing. It's based of some of those soulmate stuff from Tumblr. It's when you see everything in black and white but when you first touch your soulmate, you see life in color c;
Song: Life in Color by OneRepublic
Seeing the world in black and white was such a struggle. You've always wanted to see what the color red looked like or the color blue. You always wanted to know what your favorite color would be too. What sucked the most was that basically your entire team, save for Steve, was able to see color. Tony and Pepper, Bruce and Natasha (that one surprised you), Clint and whoever, and Thor and Jane. You and Steve thought perhaps maybe it was the two of you, sinc
Shelob and Amy: The Victorious Arachnid It was a warm, July day. The sun glowing bright and basking down through the leaves of the trees. But still, Amy shivered. A lot of that probably had something to do with the soaking wet school uniform that was pasted onto the young woman's sensitive skin. But she had to admit that some of it probably came from the uncertainty of what was ahead of her. Not the path through the forest — she knew it'd lead where it always did. This pleasant wooded path would take her through the prettiest parts of the forest, then out into town.Shelob and Amy: The Victorious Arachnid4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
She always liked to come here when she wanted to be alone. No, Amy was uncertain because for the first time in her life, she had no idea what was going to happen to her tomorrow.
For as long as she could remember, she had been attending school — the same classes, day in and day out. Her daily routine seemed like it was hard coded into every fibre of her being. It seemed like she could alwa
[ Ushijima x Reader x Oikawa ] Notice it[ Ushijima x Reader x Oikawa ] Notice it3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
This story takes place during the Shiratorizawa vs Aoba Johsai match. Note that Oikawa apparently broke up with his girlfriend during training camp arc.
You couldn't help but feel sorry for Oikawa. He had worked so hard, and yet Aoba Johsai was still barely keeping up with Shiratorizawa. However, you couldn't help but also feel happy for Ushijima. He too, was your friend... or something like that.
You distinctly remember meeting the boys in junior high. You were in the year behind them. That time, Kitagawa Daiichi lost against Shiratorizawa, too. You'd comforted Oikawa whilst he was down, and approached Ushijima to give him a piece of your mind. To your surprise, although he was rather blunt about his egoistic views, he did end up apologising for supposedly offending you.
Somehow, you ended up keeping in touch... you never quite knew what kind of relationship you had with Ushijima. He seemed to consider you a friend of some sorts, sometimes inviting you to hang out or come
Supernatural Chatroom 9 (BalthazarXReader)Supernatural Chatroom 9 (BalthazarXReader)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Y/n) has logged on
HolierThanThou has logged on
IPFreely has logged on
IPFreely: Hello darling
(Y/n): Hush Balthy
HolierThanThou: So anyway he used to have such puffy wings I swear to father they were like little clouds on his back
HolierThanThou: Since you have taken it upon yourself to mate with (Y/n) I thought I would tell her some stories of you when you were a cherub
(Y/n): Are your wings still balls of fluff?
IPFreely: My wings were never balls of fluff!
HolierThanThou: Yeah they were. You had the fluffiest wings in heaven. We called you fluff ball behind your back
(Y/n): New nickname acquired
IPFreely: Call me that and I'll send you straight to Purgatory
(Y/n): Go ahead. I'd love to see Dick again. I miss his shark like temper
HolierThanThou: You should've seen him when he got sick from all the candy Gabriel fed him. Refused to go to the healers room and clung to a tree for dear life while screami
Aoba's Sleepover (DMMd X Male!Reader)Aoba's Sleepover (DMMd X Male!Reader)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"____, don't leave mee! I love you!" your child-like dad groused, latching to your leg to stop you from moving to the front door of the house.
You frown and look down at your dad, who still refuse to let go of your legs.
"Dad, it's just a sleepover... Let me go" you said, heaving a sigh.
Your dad frantically shakes his head, hugging your legs tighter "Tell me what have I done wrong?! I'll fix it! Please, let me make things up for you! I promise I won't do the same mistake again!" he wailed while looking up at you pleadingly.
You struggled to get your feet free from his insane tight grip while trying to reach for the doorknob.
"D-dad, let me g-go! I'll just be away for one night for a sleepover at Aoba's place!
It's not like I'll be gone forever!" you argued while trying to desperately grab the doorknob that's within your reach.
Ever since your mom ran off with a random female she 's having affair with, your dad became super clingy to you in fear that you might someday leave him alone t
The Message Don't leave, please, you have to read this. It's important and will save your life. You just have to trust me.The Message6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Only I can save you, I am your last resort. What I am doing isn't a very easy thing to do. This is the only way I could warn you though, so bear with me.
Never have I tried so hard to save a life before. But you're important. You're going to do great things one day, I can't tell you what, but just know the world needs you alive.
Tonight, they are coming for you, I can't tell you who they are either. I can't tell you very much, honestly. I'm not supposed to be doing this either, but I'm trying my best. I can't be straight forward, so think of this as a code to decipher.
Getting tired... This is really hard work for a time traveler. You'd think technology would be advanced enough to where I could visit you in solid form, but it's not. So I've found something you pay more attention to than a person at your
Master Clock Tick. Tick. Tick.Master Clock 5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
June stared at the alarm clock. She didn’t know where it came from, how it got there. All she knew was that it looked almost exactly like her father’s old one, with a yellowed face and bold, old style numbering.
It sat on the shelf in the antique shop, and while a thin layer of dust coated everything else, it looked newly cleaned. It seemed out of place in general, she thought, still staring. It was the only mechanical thing in the shop; there were mostly just carvings and furniture.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Maybe it was the owner’s alarm clock, and for some reason they’d forgotten it there, though the yellow sticker with the price—ten dollars and seventy five cents—said otherwise.
Ami's New LifeA tired sigh escaped the lips of the blue haired girl who sat down on the bench at the park. She was dressed in a schoolgirl outfit as she had just gotten off of school and instead of heading home with her friends had decided to take a detour and come here for a bit. The park was empty and quiet as it was just her all by herself.Ami's New Life6 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ami Mizuno slumped on the park bench and aimlessly looked up at the sky, a few clouds white clouds. She sat there looking up at them for a long moment. Aimlessly feeling around her bag she found and pulled out a blue brooch and looked on at it staring at it as she held it in front of her.
“I just wonder if it was possible for someone else to have been Sailor Mercury?” She mused to herself before putting it away.
Don’t get her wrong, Ami wouldn’t have traded the friendships she had obtained with The other Sailor Scouts and the bonds she had created with them for anything, but a part of her wondered how life would’ve been if she had
The Great Battle of the Kronstadting sea(PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS A PARODY AND IS NOT SUPPOSE TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY I REPEAT THIS IS A PARODY THAT IS NOT SUPPOSE TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY SO PLEASE ENJOY)The Great Battle of the Kronstadting sea5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Date: April 1, 2420
Location: Kronstadting sea
It was a calm day at sea, Dolphins were jumping around while the local population of Fin whales were in the middle of thier mating season while at the same time a great white shark with a god damn laser gun strap to his head for some reason ate its fifth human victim cause reasons.
All was perfectly fine, that was until Two fleets enter the area, one fleet being compose of a Iowa-Class Battleship (ASWS RV), a Kirov-class heavy missile cruiser (ASWS SCH), Four Bismarck-class Battleships (ASWS CONQ, ASWS SPUNZ ASWS GERMANIA,ASWS ROMMEL), five Ticonderoga-class cruiser mark 41 (ASWS DELTA, ASWS CODY, ASWS MEP, ASWS SWORDSGIRL, ASWS CHIM), two Nimitz-Class Aircraft Carriers ( ASWS DA, ASWS SHIRU) and a Virginia-Class Submarine (ASWS SOUL)
The other fleet was
Princess of eternal candyPrincess of eternal candy2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Princess of eternal candy
“So, you've got the stuff?” Mandy asked the moment she sat down next to Will on the bus.
“Sure, I-” He began and wanted to unpack his bag.
Instantly Mandy grabbed his arm to stop him from continuing. “Not here!” She hissed, causing the boy to sigh.
“Mandy, it’s just candy! What's your problem? It's not like I'm trying to sell you illegal drugs or so.”
Mandy stared at him with an expression of utter disbelief. “Just candy? How can you even say that, Will? You know that's not true. It's more than just candy. It's the sole reason to live on this godforsaken planet and-“
“Want some chocolate?” He interrupted her monologue and held out a plastic wrapped candy bar to her. Immediately she stopped her rambling, grabbed the chocolate and began stuffing her cheeks.
“Crazy girl...” Will shook his head. “You're like Gollum. Only that you're after sweets
The V Word (Take 2)Somewhere far off glass broke and there was a sound like a scream.The V Word (Take 2)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Someone had hit the fire alarm, the klaxon wail echoing through long, empty corridors with no one to answer.
No one but her.
There was no fire. Susan clutched at her knees and rocked gently back and forth, back and forth. This was all just a bad dream. A stupid, awful, terrible dream. You could wake up from a dream, any time you liked. She squeezed her eyes shut and pinched herself, but when she opened them again, there she was still. Under the table.
In the distance, closer than the broken glass sound, there was a laugh and a roar like thunder.
THREE HOURS AGO
Doctor Susan Armitage checked the magnetic field readout, before turning to her other instruments. She watched the tiny green dot of the oscilloscope jump and weave, she pushed up the thick rimmed glasses on her nose and tried to jot down what she was seeing.
She straightened up and looked over the banks of equipment to the window, and what lay
The Poet and The Philosopher“Am I real?”The Poet and The Philosopher3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“That’s a grand question.”
“And valid, considering the circumstances.”
“What’s your answer?”
“I thought you were the Philosopher here.”
“Are we not entwined?”
“Not necessarily. Unless that’s your answer?”
The restaurant was like the dress from a Klimt painting, stretching down for opulent floor after opulent floor. Sideway marble pillars stretched like a hand, into perfect fractals and then perfect foundation, in which walls of gold leaf and semi-precious mosaics curved into a domed cylinder. The dome itself was made of crystal, and the night sky above showed the light of its infinite stars shimmering, forever.
The crowning features of this restaurant (not named yet) were the colossal chandeliers, hanging from a massive screw in the centre of the dome above. Thousands of bulbs glowed like white-hot eggs, lining the sloping arches and curves of each ornament, before
PASWG: Beach BalloonsPASWG: Beach Balloons3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Anarchy sisters were out on a job to find and eliminate a demon causing chaos at the beach.
"I can't believe there isn't a single f*cking ice cream stand here. It's like a million degrees, I'm wearing all black and I need some cooled sugar." Stocking said pouting.
"I'm not surprised you're not used to being hot, you being you and all." Panty said, waving at some surfers.
"F*ck off, slut."
"Hey, what's that over there?"
"Looks like a volleyball match. I wouldn't mind competing in one of those?"
"What, you wanna be the ball fatso?"
"You probably wouldn't be able to pay attention to the game because you'd be be busy with balls, whore."
"You wanna have a match b*tch?"
"Ohhhhhh you're on!"
The two sisters went to the sign up stand fuming. They quickly signed up for a 1v1 match , but the attendent said they needed to wear a uniform. Stocking went to the bathroom to change but Panty felt no shame in disrobing in public.
The two prepared on the court in their new tank tops, short shorts an
Death Battle: Charizard vs DragonbornDeath Battle: Charizard vs Dragonborn1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kiryu: Alright, the combatants are set. Let's end this debate once and for all.
Gwangi: It's time for a Death Battle!!!
Walking across the snow-covered ground, the Dragonborn traversed the slope of the mountain. Ever since Alduin had been slain by the strange centaur creature, the Nord had been a bit lax in his work, his main foe of concern finally gone, even if by the hands of another evil being.
Reaching the peak of the mountain, the Dragonborn scanned the area. This place of concern was just the kind of area for a dragon to be residing at.
What he found wasn't quite what he was expecting.
Looking into the distance, the Dragonborn spotted a creature resting atop a large boulder. At first, he believed the beast to be a dragon, but as he walked towards the animal's perch, he was confused by the details. The creature was indeed very dragon-like, having broad leathery wings, horns atop a head with long jaws, and a generally draconic look, but this creature had orange skin, a y
Trapped by the Sticky Scent(This story contains TF, Pokemon, Corruption/Mind Control, Assimilation, Goo, Latex, and other stuff. If you don’t like these, find something else for reading material.)Trapped by the Sticky Scent4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Aromatherapy was something not quite new to the world of Pokemon, yet not many people knew of it. Rather, aside from the more traditional or homely towns and cities across the regions, it wasn’t much of a common practice. Of course, it still had its uses, and in fact those who took the time to really learn about it would find that its effect on both the mind and body of Pokemon and people alike were not meant to be ignored!
And so it would come to no surprise that there were several shops out in the world, dedicated to spreading the wonders of incense and aromatherapy. Yes, for there was one such shop in particular that was of note.
One such shop, with a young trainer within its calm wooden walls. This trainer’s name was Marie, a fresh traine
The Casket Caper - Part TenBack safely at the Belleclaire Hotel, Lafarge ascended to the fourth floor by means of a tiny elevator. He stepped out, shuffled past a young couple with backpacks and admitted himself to room 412.The Casket Caper - Part Ten5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inside, his case was already packed; he would be leaving the country in a matter of hours. He sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the plastic handset of the hotel telephone.
“Reception?” he asked calmly, though he was far from calm, “I would like to place an international call.”
There was a pause. Lafarge pulled JB's crumpled letter from his pocket and unfolded it. A tinny voice in his ear gave him permission to proceed.
“Thank you,” he said, and dialled the number on the letterhead.
A few seconds passed, then he heard a faint, intermittent ring tone. The phone crackled. A distant voice responded:
“Bureau de Villard.” The voice seemed flat - perhaps because it was after 1am in France - but Lafarge was merely following instructions.
Forced TogetherForced Together6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Although, over the course of my career, I have visited a large number of homes of differing sizes and locations, somehow – and I am sure a psychologist could explain why given enough time – it is those where I have had to ensure more than one person is unable to raise the alarm that give the greatest satisfaction.
Maybe it’s because I show my dominance, or it’s not quite so bad when there’s more than one person struggling, I’m not sure, but – look, let me give you an example. Couple of months ago, I decided to visit an apartment downtown. Not important where, you may have seen the reports – anyway, I managed to get in using the fire exit and looked round.
It was a nice place – well furnished, tasteful pictures, and a nice big safe in the bedroom which I was looking at, and preparing to open, when the apartment door opened and closed.
Peeking out, I saw a woman in her late fifties, with hair obviously dyed red, and
Remaining Stationery [sic]All the company’s heads were at the meeting, but after four hours they were no closer to coming up with a solution.Remaining Stationery [sic]5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Head of Administration looked round at the other three heads with a twinkle in his eye.
“Come now, my dauntless, pulchritudinous colleagues…”
“...pul-chri-tu-di-nous colleagues…” murmured Tim the PA, as he took the minutes on his laptop.
“...surely we can find an answer to this mighty problem between us?” He took a deep breath. “How on earth are we going to fit this new delivery of envelopes into the stationery cupboard?”
The Head of Marketing stared back blankly. The Head of Human Resources leaned over and poured out yet another glass of carrot juice, while the Head of Sales stirred her own juice listlessly with a fresh stick of celery. She leaned closer to the Head of HR as he took a sip to keep his throat moist.
“Would you like to add a little ethanol to that?” She discreetly showed him a
[/#1] The Tale of Waru OkamiThis is not a tale of princes and dragons. This is not a tale of good versus evil. This story has no epic climax of the raging fire of a battle burning over miles and miles of land, or ends with a peaceful happily ever after. This is not a thriller that will have you on the edge every single line, nor is it a story about love and heartbreak.[/#1] The Tale of Waru Okami6 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But most of all, this is not a story about a hero.
This is the story of a girl, just an ordinary human being like you and me. A girl nobody would ever dare to call a monster, yet which with time she became. If you try hard enough, you can imagine her. Over there, sitting at her bedroom window, staring out over the pavement road under her as rain pours down from the heavens above. Those dark brown locks falling to her cheeks and her green sweater. She seems so calm and in peace now, don't you think? But look a little closer, see the blank stare in her eyes. She's deep in thought. Look at the slight frown on her face as her gaze follows t
Viola TG (Request)Viola TG (Request)5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jordan Fisher's life consisted of electronics, food, and sleeping. At the age of 19, he had all but ensured that triple bypass surgery would be in his future. He had seldom laid a hand on any food that was considered healthy, and the thought of exercising crossed by his mind as comical.
Living at home with his parents, the only thing that kept him from further killing himself was his enrollment at a local community college. Even then, there was only so many classes to take and he mainly blew through most of his work. Long story short, his life wasn't heading anywhere good.
To try to salvage the hopes of their only child outliving them, his parents signed him up for a one-year plan at a nearby gym. When Jordan refused, they told him it was either this or a part-time job. Choosing the former, he was forced to do something good for his health, much to his displeasure.
After he was done with schoolwork for the week on a Friday afternoon, Jordan made his first trip to the gym. Five seconds
A Denim DemiseMarco and Jeanie had been dating for around a year now, with... Well, with admittedly less than what could be called success. It really wasn't Jeanie's fault, she was just a little boring for Marco's tastes.A Denim Demise4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it was only natural that he'd find someone else; would be with someone a little better for him. And this new girl, Carrie, was something else entirely!
Unfortunately for him, he hadn't exactly broken up with Jeanie yet, something that he was looking to fix now. She'd asked him to meet with her at the department store where they'd first met.
It was almost poetic, a place that was the birth of their relationship would also be the death of it. Marco was leaning on a post by the women's jeans, his hands in his pocket and an easygoing smile on his face as his phone continued to stream some light rock.
The song in his ears ended, and he pulled his right hand from his pocket to check his watch for the time.
Though he might not look it, he was on a schedule. He'd break up with Jeanie; t
Fight the UnfightableSummoned from its eldritch sea, the Hydra reared its heads, unfurling, silhouetted against the moon. The first head approached with a vicious twinkle in its yellow eye, its needle teeth bared in a deadly grin. Moist acid breath stung my eyes like ethanol.Fight the Unfightable4 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Tell me a ssstory,” it hissed.
I swallowed. “Once upon a time-”
“A sstory about a barbarian. And forgiveness. And a carrot.”
“Once upon a time there was an orcish barbarian called Raknar. A legend in his own time, the tales of his exploits are many, but this one is perhaps the greatest of all. Raknar journeyed the length and breadth of fiction, and no foe could offer him a sufficient challenge. Ennui set in, but as he travelled, he heard tales of one place all monsters feared to tread. One day he found himself at its gates, and it was anticipation, not fear that filled his heart. This was where the greatest monster of all dwelt. This was his ultimate quarry. Dauntless in the face of certain d
ACTION! - Day 211“What are you doing!?” The Director yelped at the Actor and the Actress as they started laughing like idiots. The pair had gotten very little sleep the night before and now were as giddy as hamsters on speed.ACTION! - Day 2113 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“He, he made a bunny with his hands.” The Actress chuckled as the laughter tumbled out of her lungs.
The Director sighed. “Can you just get a hold of yourselves for five minutes? We’ve been trying to get this scene done for an hour.”
“Alright, alright, we’ll try.” The Actor commented, and the two took their positions. The Director grumpily walked back to his chair and yelled “ACTION!”
The Actor and the Actress approached each other. This was supposed to be the epic climax to the romance in which the characters finally get together. The Actor looked deeply into her eyes with a hint of shock muddled with his confused joy. The Actress looked back in his with a simple look of calm happiness. The pair embraced. The