Intelligent DiscussionThere was only one seat left in the bar. Richard slid into it without a second thought, without even glancing at either of his neighbors…until he heard the one on his right call for the bartender at the same time as him. Then they both looked.Intelligent Discussion2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The patrons immediately around them hushed. Over by the door, the bouncer looked quietly attentive.
“Is there a problem, gentlemen?” the bartender asked, a clear warning in her tone. Richard gave his neighbor another side-long glance, saw his own narrow-eyed, wary expression reflected back at him, and offered the first tentative flag-wave of a truce.
“No. I’m here for a vacation.”
“…me, too,” said the other, and since there were still no other empty seats to be had, they settled back into their adjacent stools and did their best to ignore each other as the rest of the bar relaxed around them.
Unfortunately, ignoring your arch-nemesis, an arch-nemesis apparently on vacation i
The Fermi Pair o' Socks“Captain, I’m getting a reading from the device with the blinky lights.”The Fermi Pair o' Socks1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“The one that goes ‘Voort-voort BING’?”
“Voort-voort BING!” pinged the device.
“The very same.”
“Great Scott...” The Captain stared around at the alien landscape. It seemed the least likely planetoid in the universe to be capable of sustaining life, but the device with the blinky lights was never wrong. “What are we dealing with here?” he demanded. “Is it carbon-based? Silicon-based?”
“Cotton-based,” said Science Officer Bunsen, waving the device over a nearby crocheted conifer. “And further, the flashing device that goes ‘beep beep’ indicates that there is movement just behind that knitted knoll.”
The Captain whipped his weapon from its
Ship (Avengers/DeadpoolXReader)It was never a good sign when the new Avenger's base was quiet. Normally you could hear Cap barking orders at the new recruits or Tony yelling 'Language' at someone while Cap was in the room. But today it was silent. Assuming Tony was up to something you cautiously made your way to the wreck room only to see the Avenger's lounging around bored.Ship (Avengers/DeadpoolXReader)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
"(Y/n)! Finally someone fun!" Tony said when he saw you.
"Nuh uh Stark whatever it is your planning I'm out" You shook your head.
"Dont be mean (Y/n)" Tony pouted when you sat down next to Sam who sent you a small smile.
"Fury's letting us have the day off" Steve explained when he noticed your questioning look.
"Ah good old patchy having a random act of kindness" You replied leaning back in your seat.
"Hey (Y/n) did you know the media ship you with some guy named Wade?" Tony asked randomly making you look over at him.
"Say what now?" You asked hoping you misheard.
"Yeah apparently a reporter got the scoop when this guy was heard yell
Enduring AtlasGrunting, Atlas shifted the weight of the heavens to his left shoulder so he could check his phone. Dionysus' party looked insane, it seemed like everyone who was anyone was there. Every other photo on instagram was Dionysus with his arms around a different Maenad. God of the grape harvest? More like god of the grope harvest.Enduring Atlas1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Logging in to Facebook, Atlas saw that Zeus suddenly had a lot more female friends. His relationship with Hera had been changed to 'it's complicated' again. According to his status update, Apollo had played a few songs from his new album on his magical lyre. Reception was apparently positive. Atlas wished someone had posted a video.
He browsed a collection of party photos. Everybody looked like they were having fun. There was Demeter, pouring out her new microbrew. There was Hecate, chatting up some girl. He lingered on a photo of Aphrodite and sighed. After a while he 'liked' it, but then 'unliked' it again and scrolled away.
Was there a single deity in al
Death Battle: King Kong vs. Indominus RexDeath Battle: King Kong vs. Indominus Rex2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let's settle this debate once and for all...
Steel: It's time for a primal DEATH BATTLE!!!
The broken land of the long-lost Skull Island were a host to a variety of species, all of differing size, and many of monstrous nature and appearance. However, recently, a new addition had come to the island. Not by chance, so to say, but because someone had put it there. The creature in question was dumped onto this savage island because it had proven too much of a hazard and had put its captors through hell as they tried to contain it.
Deemed too dangerous to be exposed to civilization, the captors had decided to leave the creature on an island they knew was doomed to sink below the waves. Their hope was that the creature would die with the island.
One thing was certain, though--this creature wasn't going to die without taking a few of Skull Island's inhabitants with it.
Out on the swif
Death Battle: Bigby Wolf vs GoliathDeath Battle: Bigby Wolf vs Goliath1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hydro Frez: The sun has set and the mystery is afoot! I can see the ending!
Xl: It's time for, a DEATH BATTLE!
New York, Manhattan, Nighttime
Outside of a club, a young man covered in piercings was tossed outside, his face beaten and bruised. Hurriedly, he got to his feet and hightailed it out of there as a rather gruff looking man walked out. As the doors swung open, one could see the inside of the rather dishevelled club, bodies lying unconscious all over the dance floor.
Lighting a cigar, Bigby breathed out a cloud of smoke, letting the delicious scent fill his nostrils.
Walking down the empty street, Bigby looked up to the night sky, ignoring the thugs that dashed away when he walked past their alley.
He had to admit, it felt pretty good to be feared. All it took was one glance of the wolf eyes to have the young whelps shitting their pants in fear.
Taking another inhale of his cigar, Bigby looked up to the stars again when he no
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 Butt3 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
The New GodsThe humanoid mechanism leading the tour had a nasal, grating voice. "If you look to your left, we are approaching Planet 32X7Y, known to its inhabitants as Earth," it regurgitated, reciting from a scripted code input into its hardware soon after coming off the factory line. As the craft hurtled through space, the passengers crowded to the window, ooh-ing and aah-ing in their respective languages at the planet that came into view.The New Gods1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
If the guide had emotions it would be feeling a mixture of boredom and disgust. Only the richest of each species could afford to go on this particular space cruise. Though the android had to admit that this job was better than, say, being a crew member with a red shirt.
"All right, if you've seen enough, please follow me into the debriefing room," it chirped, gesturing at the passengers. It led them away from the sight seeing deck and deeper into the craft. A buzz of excitement could be heard from the crowd as they walked down the hallway, eager to finally get
p h i l e oHer brother had fallen in love again and of course this time the unfortunate girl was a priestess of his. Just as every other mortal Apollo became infatuated with, her end would come swift and true by the time his passion decided that she was no longer amusing.p h i l e o1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Artemis loathed her brother.
He was a disgrace of a god and yet, in every corner of Greece, the humans worshipped him. They sacrificed their finest of cattle and ram, wrote the most profound poetry in his name, even prayed for his light to bless their children so they may grow strong and healthy...but they did not know the true Apollo as Artemis did. They did not know how his heart was black and twisted like a rotten fig hiding underneath a pristine, golden exterior. Lascivious and cruel, her brother made Artemis want to plunge an arrow through his chest so that no further strife would be caused to another unsuspecting human.
But, of course, it would be treachery to voice such desires aloud. The huntress kept these thoughts lock
light / CreepypastaA 10 year old girl with pitch black hair, grey eyes, and pale skin was sitting on her front porch awaiting her mother's arrival. You see, her mother has been on a three month business trip and the girl only could rarely talk to her on the phone. This girls name, was Joan. Aside from her rich family she was bullied at school because of what she was like. Her personality was sweet and kind, but there was a darker twist to her. She would often talk to her "friend" but everyone claims that it isn't there and that she is just a creepy, insane, weirdo. But that didn't stop Joan from talking to it! She had already named her friend shadow because her description of it was quite unsettling. She claims that it has white glowing eyes and a black shadowy body. Joan has been sent to a counselor many times because her parents where concerned about her. But she ignored that fact and kept being herself. As she waited for her mother she looked at the crimson, cloud filled sky. She eventually saw a carlight / Creepypasta1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
promises. | denmarkpromises. | denmark3 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“You’re leaving already?”
“Ugh. I have an important meeting to go today and I honestly don’t want my boss scolding at me again for being late.” You got yourself up from the bed grudgingly and stretched your arms and looked back at Matthias who was still in bed, looking at you with a frown on his face. You frowned back at him. “We talked about this, Matthias. This—” You made a circle gesture with both of your hands between you and Matthias. “—It means nothing. That’s what you said, right? Our relationship is purely physical; nothing more, nothing less. We agreed on this.”
“I know,” He says, sitting up. “I know that. But at least stay for a bit. Let’s talk.”
“Talk?” You bend down to pick up your shirt and jeans on the floor and looked back at him. “If you want to talk, then that’s alright with me. We’ll talk, but not now. Right now, I’m prioritiz
Plattery Will Get You NowhereMr. and Mrs. Bartle had enjoyed their day out at the Great Exhibition.Plattery Will Get You Nowhere1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They had admired the phonograph that could store an incredible twelve wax cylinders and play them in any order; they had seen the amazing hydraulic hand (which had a slightly unfortunate range of gestures); and they had even made a purchase—a vessel that was kettle, pot and cup combined, and sold already filled to the brim with steaming tea.
And now to finish the day off, they were watching a charming gentleman in one of the booths demonstrating a serving platter.
“...so you see, you wind it up here—” The gentleman placed the platter flat on a table and rotated a handle. “—and then put this lever to ‘on’…”
The platter vibrated into life.
“Now you just have to enter your instructions.” The gentleman indicated the keyboard on the side of the platter. “For example…” His fingers clattered over the keys and there was a ping. The gen
Obnoxious Flirt Final Chapter(DracoxreaderxHarry) The next morning (Y/N) woke up happy and content. She had been struggling for so long to get everything done and now she was finally able to slow down. Everything was almost back to normal for her, she just needed the rest of her memories to return.Obnoxious Flirt Final Chapter(DracoxreaderxHarry)1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She was almost done getting ready for the day. She stood in front of the mirror combing her hair as she hummed. The humming soon turned into words.
"Someone to care, someone to share, lonely hours and moments of despair, to be loved, to be loved, oh what a feeling to be loved," she sang.
Suddenly there was a flash of black, she saw her bag breaking on the Hogwarts train, then Draco helping her pick up her things. The memory of when they first met ran through her mind clearly. Another flash of blac
convos"I worry about our conversations."convos3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two Stars on the Human Race"You hear them?"Two Stars on the Human Race1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes. They're screaming."
Say that to my face.Garr was a big viking but he liked flowers. He grew the best garden and then chopped his neighbor's head off because he had said it wasn't green enough. The end.Say that to my face.2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Link x Captive!Reader x Captor!Dark Link Safe & Sound - Link x Captive!Reader x Captor!Dark LinkLink x Captive!Reader x Captor!Dark Link3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
You try to run, but your legs are frozen in fear, not listening to any command that your body makes. Everywhere around you, children screaming for their parents, people grieving over their lost sweethearts and old couples holding each other tightly. Smoke surrounds the town from every angle. Your head feels hot, as though you may faint any moment if not for the panic surging through your body, making your heart beat faster than a cheetah. You pant, looking at the monsters surrounding you, wishing they would just go away. Why? Why did this happen to you? Where is he when you need him? How could he do this to you?! This isn't fair! You're only an innocent maiden in Castle Town, you don't deserve any of this; none of the people do! So why? Where is he, you ask? Your precious beloved is the cause of this destruction. He stands on top of the castle roof, throwing his head ba
Laura's too fat to be a Barista"So... in other words, you have no kitchen experience, no customer service experience, and you have no reliable mode of transportation." two sharp green eyes narrowed in on the applicant, blissfully unaware of the seething frustration hiding behind the crinkled copy of her resume, "And your references aaare...?"Laura's too fat to be a Barista2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My aunt and uncle." the applicant said cheerfully, "I've done some babysitting for them. I didn't really know who else to put, since I was told I shouldn't put down my parents. I've never had a real job before soo..."
"Uh-huh." the manager said sharply, "We'll, uh... we'll keep your resume on file."
"Lemme get two Caramel Ribbon Crunches, venti size extra whipped cream!"
Kaye's dark-skinned hand plopped the twofer stack of cups down on the counter, rattling slightly in place as they teetered into position. Slowly, Laura extended one pillowy arm and wrapped her meaty fingers around them. She brought the cups up to eye level, reading off the shorthand. H
Don't Ever Make LemonadeDon't Ever Make Lemonade1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I sat chewing on yet another lemon rind as I stared across the lemon fields. Yellow fruits as far as the eye could see, and I was sick of it. Why couldn't my grandparents have been wealthy peach field farmers? Peach farmers have giant, three story mansions and wrap around porches. I have a three room shack. They have barn-fulls of high power equipment. I have a single tractor that's costing me a thousand bucks every other week for repairs.
Lemons, it had to be lemons. Rows and rows of sour, golden fruit. Maybe it was growing up on sour lemonade and lemon pie, but I don't even like the things. Can't stand them really.
I leaned back against the fence a bit more, studying those colorful little pests. I spit the rind out. It landed a few inches shy of the rind pile and its gnat storm. Shaking my head, I peeled another fruit and slurped its juice.
"I'd of though you'd have gotten used to the taste of lemons by now." My neighbor, a large man with a loud mouth personality th
FFM15 - 9: Rodent on a StringYou have items with missing data. Please update missing fields.FFM15 - 9: Rodent on a String1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Oh no.” Zeus bit down on his lip and squinted at the message on the screen. The little box was blocking his page. He wanted it gone. He nudged the small rodent until the arrowhead rested on the OK button. He pressed down on the rodent and the offending box disappeared.
Zeus sat up with a grin. That wasn’t so hard. He didn’t know what Hera was always complaining about. Dealing with computators was easy. You just needed to keep pressing on the rodent and everything would work out.
Before Zeus’s smugness could build any higher, another box appeared on his screen, causing him to groan. This one wanted him to put things into boxes. Well, he could do that. He used the arrowhead to select each box, then pressed the letters on the writingselectorpad to fill each one in. Pushing the arrowhead down to the bottom of the box he pressed OK again.
There. Easy. No need to call the grandkids after all
Ingenue | Scotland x ReaderIngenue | Scotland x Reader3 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I n g é n u e
(Scotland x Reader)
Ingénue: A naive young woman
A woman played with the edge of her gown, it was a light teal color, the pastel paired with her skin tone appeared to make her glow under the dimly lit candles. The girl bit her lip and shuffled in her white-heeled shoes, the lace fabric of the dress and the heavily applied makeup caused her to nearly walk away from the usually elated event. For whatever reason she only felt somber, her dark (e/c) eyes lacked that light that almost always seemed to engulf all of those around her. She had that ability to sip up the atmosphere in a room and catch those around her in a web of fantasy like a black widow.
But for once no one seemed to pay mind to the eighteen year old as she stood alone besides a clothe covered table, the classical music danced around he
DeathBattle: Neo vs. Po, Part 2DeathBattle: Neo vs. Po, Part 21 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Continued from Part 1...
Where we last left off...!
the Hall of Warriors
'I failed to introduce myself thus far. My name is Neo.'
Huh. That sounded really weird to Po. ...and weird, of course, meant awweesoome. 'So, Neo... what's say you and I get this started for real?'
Po rushed forth, creating a tremor in the floor, to deliver a punch- a punch that was ducked beneath. Po followed with an onslaught of fierce punches and kicks, pulling to mind every move that Shifu had taught him- and yet, Neo simply dodged each and every one, as if he knew exactly what he was to do each time. Sweep kicks, palm thrusts, spear paws, chops, all were simply d
The BagelHe spread the cream cheese thickly over the toasted bagel. He had toasted it for a few seconds too long, the unfamiliar toaster did not know his tastes precisely and they had had a disagreement over the matter, but the bagel would still taste good. Especially after the hard day's work he had just put in.The Bagel1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rummaging in the fridge further he found some sliced ham and decided to add it to his bagel. He wanted it to wave artistically and make it look like those artsy bagels he saw on the internet but the ham lay flat and cold on top of the white cream cheese floor. He sighed. Did everything have to be so difficult these days?
Eventually he gave up on making the bagel look pretty, shredded the ham and repeated the action on a second bagel for her. He started to rush. The sun was drooping sleepily in the sky and he didn't have much time left. He had to go soon.
"There you are dear" he said, placing the bagels on the table with a corresponding clack as the plates hit the wood. "Just as you lik
HetaliaXDog!Reader: IntroHetaliaXDog!Reader: Intro4 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Hello~! OtterxSorrel here! If you read and like my work, please consider leaving a comment! Comments are what motivate me to keep writing, and helps me produce my work faster. Constructive criticism is also very much welcomed! I hope you enjoy~!
You let out a small sigh, resting your head on your paws. This was great. It was fantastic! You had been caught by the dog catchers and now here you were, stuck at the pound. It was in no way a good place. Well, it was if you were looking for a headache. All day, the other dogs barked nonstop. It only got worse whenever someone came into the kennels to feed, water, take one of the dogs for a walk, or when someone came to take a look at the dogs. The only time there was peace was at night, when they all went to sleep.
Sighing, you thought over how you had been caught.
You trotted down the street, overgrown nails clicking against the concrete of the sidewalk. You were hungry and in need of a drink. You were hor