.:Simple And Needy:.Alex very rarely found himself regretting some decisions he made in his life, especially during the period when he was just trying to feel the most alive after all that had gone down prior to this point. Now, laying there between the brothers on the king sized bed in the master bedroom, eyes locked on the ending credits of the movie rolling on the television screen, was definitely one of those moments he would be regretting in the morning..:Simple And Needy:.3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Why had he thought it was a good idea to, one, bring the television upstairs for the day and especially for this occasion and, two, have Jael talk him around for playing a goddamn drinking game while watching the most horrible movies he could pick out from his collection. To be honest, Alex wasn’t afraid to admit being fan of some of the trash cinema he happened to own, but putting it all in line for the plum haired man’s drinking game rules?
That was starting to be a bit too much as the bru
HOG/Mimpossible Black Sheep Chapter 34All currently available Descendants were gathered in the Main Cavern. Vincent, the Beck brothers, and a couple of Tracey’s pack were currently tracking Colin, giving regular updates on his position.HOG/Mimpossible Black Sheep Chapter 349 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lupine had also been spotted, which didn’t help Jackie’s nerves, neither was Taboo’s constant growling. The ice tiger was looking forward to tangling with them again.
Currently Jackie and Jason were the only ones fully kitted out in armour and with weapons. Jackie wasn’t sure whether she’d get used to weight of the staff on her back, but decided to ignore it for now.
The other three Heads, the Medic team and Holly were all sitting out of this. They needed someone to man the fort, the Medic’s were tired, and Holly was not suitable for this kind of thing, since they already had their eye on Colin.
“So.” Jason said into the cavern, decked out in red armour with a downwards pointing longsword intertwined with a ‘H’ where Jackie
The Replacements Have you ever had a loved one in the hospital? Family or friend, deathly ill and you know that their time is closing in. The doctors ask you to leave for the night due to closing visitor hours. You go home and worry in bed all night. Crying and weeping, praying that God won't take them away before you see them one last time. When you wake up you hurry back to the hosptial in hopes for something good. When you get to the hospital the nurses are surprised. Your loved one has made a huge recovery. Still sick and under medication, but they're going to make it. They just have to stay in the hospital a little longer before they can be released back to you. You're amazed and relieved. What was it? A miracle?The Replacements6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
After knowing the truth, you'll wish it was just a miracle.
Your loved one died. There was no recovery, no miracle, there are only lies. Just think of the reality of it. How can someone so close to death, be fine and dandy in less t
Dog Days I love my master so much, and things were always beautiful back in the days when I was younger and it was only the two of us. He used to give all of his attention to me and actually wanted to be close to me. We used to go on walks every day and, at night, we would snuggle into the warm bed and go to sleep together. He used to love it when I greeted him, as he walked through the door, often joining in with his own loud enthusiasm as a greeting back to me. He never seemed to forget to feed me and often shared some of what he was eating with me, knowing how much I loved human food over my own bland and very dry pellet food. What I loved most was our relaxation times when we would curl up on the couch and watch television, as he would rub my belly and scratch all of the itchy spots which I could never reach with my foot. Those were the times when I thought he loved me as much as I loved him. Oh, how I miss those days and wish they could have lasted; I wish that everything had nDog Days4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Town. - Friends To The End, Chapter TwoMy eyelids slowly rose, before immediantly falling down again. A groan left my mouth and I twisted onto my side, scrunching up my face. "Five more minutes..." I mumbled, stuffing my face in the scratchy blankets. "Lazy..." Elliot grumbled, rolling his eyes. "Well, your no better yourself." I retorted, lifting my head from the blankets to stare at him with unamused eyes. "Just get up." He snorted, nudging my side lightly with his foot. "Fine..." I grumbled, lifting myself up from the blankets.The Town. - Friends To The End, Chapter Two5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Anything happen while I was asleep?" I said, arching my back as I stretched my arms above my head, a yawn escaping my mouth. "No, not much." Elliot shrugged, still holding the rifel close to his stomach. "...We need to get you a gun..." I spoke, pointing my finger at the rifel. "Yeah, but it's pretty hard to find guns in England." The other laughed, handing me the rifel and stuffing his hands in his hoodie pockets and flashing a smile.
I glady took the rifel from him and glanced at the pile
Here They Come [Preview]"Don't leave me. I beg of you...," those were the only words the boy remembered as he stumbles through the dense forest at a frantic pace. Not looking back. Or down.Here They Come [Preview]4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tripping on an exposed root the boy's lanky legs become tangled and he crashes to the cold, dark, forest floor.
He looks at his hands now caked with blood and grit from the crude impact. Tears well at the edge of his vision and he clenchs his teeth.
What am I running from, he asks himself.
He doesn't understand. Nothing makes sense. This shouldn't be happening.
A rumble comes from nearby. It sounds similar to a revving engine. The boy makes his way to his feet as he decides that he better be able to run if needed when he turns to look behind him.
But... why is someone chasing me, he frantically grasps at a slight remembrance but it slips threw his fingers.
He turns and sees nothing... at first.
His heart stops beating in his chest.
Barreling towards the boy was a hulking amount of rippling muscle. It was the biggest wolf h
Fire-startersPrompt 38—Fire-startersFire-starters7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Fire requires three things to start:
oxygen fuel and a catalyst (spark)
I should know; you see, starting a fire is what killed me the first time. It started when I was at home. I got a call from one of my good friends, who needed me to start a fire for him. It went a little something like this,
“Hey, its me,”
“I need you to start a fire for me,”
“Sounds good, I’ll be right over.”
Things went smoothly at first. I arrived precisely when I meant to, and followed my good friend to the location. It was an old wooden building, all dried out and collapsing. Excellent for fuel. I looked around and made note of a couple trees here and there. You may or may not know this, but trees produce good oxygen. Luckily, I had brought my
The Face in the CrowdHorror I guessThe Face in the Crowd10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blue Avenues: Greg and JillianBlue Avenues: Greg and Jillian3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There are those who consider my husband Gregory moody and withdrawn; I think of him as reserved. Some people say he's not very talkative; I say he's laconic. Still others deem him self-absorbed; I would argue he's introspective. It took awhile for me to unravel the mystery that is Gregory Stallard, aspiring detective that I am, but in the process I discovered that still waters run deep and beneath his aloof exterior there beats a passionate heart.
Granted, we've encountered one obstacle most married couples can't conceive of: my propensity for being abducted and held captive by arch villains with old grudges against my new husband, most of whom have this pervy fascination with keeping me bound and gagged in my lacy underthings. Not to worry: Gregory always comes to my rescue. We hope in time to achieve some semblance of a normal married life and start planning a family.
[aph] Cardverse 2/? |1| - Joker[aph] Cardverse 2/?8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Ał! – Matthew skrzywił się, czując ukłucie kolejnej szpilki.
- Wybacz... – służka spojrzała na niego z dołu, wbijając kolejną szpilkę w jego spodnie, które trzeba było skrócić tuż przed wyjazdem. Jej zielone, radosne oczy zaraz spoczęły na materiale, któremu powinna teraz poświęcić całą swoją uwagę. Książę miał już jednak dość bezczynnego stania przed lustrem i czekania, aż w końcu służka skończy swoją pracę. Owszem, był bardzo cierpliwą osobą jednak...został tu wezwany ponad dwie godziny temu, czy naniesienie samych poprawek, jest aż tak długotrwałe? Chłopak westchnął, widząc jak
The Space TreeThe Space TreeThe Space Tree3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Captain Brennan had seen a lot of things before, but this was not one of them. It was a pine tree. Or from this distance, it looked like one.
"That's not all, Captain. It seems to have as much gravity as the Earth!"
"I mean peak gravitational flux density at the surface of the object, not net gravitational flux, sir."
So it had a lot of mass. Placed somewhere in particular on its surface, a coin would stick to it as well as it would to the surface of the Earth. But it was not a dangerous gravity.
"So, should we bring it aboard?"
"I don't see why not. Does anyone see how it might be dangerous?"
"PLENTY of reasons, Captain!" It was the ship's Bioengineer. Officially. Since he had nothing better than the role of ship's nutritionist 99% of the time, he was not a man of high status, and he was always pissed about something. "Just because the gravity of that thing is not enough to be dangerous doesn't mean that everything else about it is not completely lethal in
2# Nowa kolezankaNo ładnie- szepnęła2# Nowa kolezanka6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Podczas gdy Lila wędrowała wzrokiem po klasie, Aniela zaczęła rysować swojego kota. Nauczycielka zarządziła, że nowa będzie siedziała w ławce obok "Punerka", który miał pokazać jej szkołę. Po lekcji, Aniela niechętnie podeszła do Lili.
- Jestem Anie...
- Puneruś!- przerwała jej Marysia.
- Aniela! Ech... mam na imię Aniela ale mówią na mnie Puner- powiedziała.
- Czyli jak mam Ci mówić- spytała się zaciekawiona Lila.
- Jak chcesz. Wracając do rozmowy, mam Cię oprowadzić po szkole. Chodź za mną- mruknęła.
Podczas gdy Aniela wyszła z Lilą z klasy, Marysia i Ola były czymś wyraźnie zaniepokojone.
- Widziałaś jak ona na nią patrzy?- zaczęła Marysia.
- Dziwne... Ta Lila jest całkiem miła ale nie czuje, aby Aniela zapała
IMS- Ep.1 Get It While It's Hot‘Yours for just $49.99 this gorgeous lock and key bracelet can be all yours. Just call the number on the screen now, and do it quick to avoid disappointment.’ The woman on the screen beamed and she slowly rotated her wrist to display said lock and key bracelet.IMS- Ep.1 Get It While It's Hot6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
‘That’s a bargain right?’ Charlotte asked as she reached across Penny for the phone on the side table.
Penny looked at her friend with a mixture of sympathy and perplexity. Although she was turned immortal almost half a century ago, poor Charlotte was still learning about prices. Having anything you wanted no matter the cost acted as a buffer on her, not that it had helped in the long run. ‘Not really, you could get something exactly like that for less than half the price online.’
Charlotte’s molten honey eyes went wide as her lips formed an O shape as she pulled her arm back. Then she grinned. ‘Thanks for saving me.’ A pause. ‘ Again.’
Penny smiled back.
(you have a nice living room)Her wings are the sky.(you have a nice living room)5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Brilliant blue, limitless sky!
The sheer span of them opens you to the world of freedom, promises of all that is good when her very small, very strong fingers slip through yours and hold tight.
Angel’s wings, soft and downy as the clouds with all the power of the sun. Your barbed feathers could never be the salvation you find in wings like that, the kind of wings that light up your life and carry you on bubbles to all the places you never even dreamed you could go.
Her wings chase away the darkness and shield you with softness. Those are the wings you need, radiance and confidence in every flap of them.
She is salvation in flight and even if you’re scared sometimes, you know those wings will never let you fall.
His wings are corruption.
You can view them in monochrome, splashed with striking crimson and carrying your weight and that weight multiplied tenfold, weight you’ll never know. He’ll bear it all brutally and war with whoev
Narodziny zbawiciela (Creepypasta OC: Origin)Był raz dom, a w tym domu szczęśliwa rodzina. Pracujący rodzice, wprawdzie bez ślubu, ale tworzący idealny związek. Zdarzały im się kłótnie, ale rzadko. Żona pracowała w domu, zajmowała się trójką dzieci: Rodney'em, Adamem i Eleną. Jednak któregoś dnia, jej mąż wrócił ze smutną wiadomością. Stracił pracę, a co za tym idzie, główne źródło ich dochodów. Zaczęły się prawdziwe kłótnie, trzaskanie drzwiami, krzyki, płacz i zgrzytanie zębów. Rodney zamykał się w pokoju ze swoją konsolą i autystycznym bratem Adamem, z którym wyjątkowo dobrze się rozumiał. W tym czasie Elena pozostawała poza bezpieczną granicą, gdzie rodzice bez oporu wyładowywali na niej swoje żale, smutki, cierpienia. Niewiele z tego rozumiała,Narodziny zbawiciela (Creepypasta OC: Origin)6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Monsters in My Mind - Chapter 10Monsters in My Mind - Chapter 103 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the days leading up to her grandfather's surgery for getting the pacemaker, Rachel continued to have similar nightmares. She was always in a hospital, always walking up to find he was dying or dead. Sometimes his body had turned skeletal, and at one point it looked like the grim reaper and reached out to grab her. And always that man would appear as well, and the scar on her arm – the one she had received in a different dream that didn't exist in reality – would burn and bleed as if it were fresh.
She woke in the mornings feeling like she hadn't slept at all. Her eyelids felt heavy, her body weak and weary. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep, but at the same time she was afraid to because of the nightmares.
At one point she nodded off during class, and the teacher scolded her. “If you can't stay awake in class, perhaps you should try actually sleeping at night.”
She would have argued, but she didn't want to get into
Onision x Youtuber!Reader- Toby, you CockblockerOnision x Youtuber!Reader- Toby, you Cockblocker4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This fanfic may be offensive to some readers but if you’re here due to liking Onision, you can probably deal with some swearing and crude jokes. Any hate on Onision or complaining about him in the comments will be flagged as spam and/or ignored.
Sliding across the oak flooring in your kitchen, you twirled towards the counter top and picked up your slice of toast covered in (f/j) jam as (f/s) echoed from your iPod dock. Taking a bite of the food, you smeared jam on the corner of your lip and wiped it off with your arm as you turned to enter the livingroom in your rented apartment. You were currently in Los Angeles for the next VidCon (after constant demands and asks from your fans) and were planning to stay there for a few weeks, hopefully making some vlogs and keeping up with your gaming videos also. Being a semi-famous youtuber was pretty fun, paid well and you got to meet a lot of interesting people. Not to mention how your job had earned you around 969,000 subs
Testing the settingsTestingTesting the settings6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Here’s a test to what a story will look like once uploaded
Let us imagine the plot for a moment, we meet an interesting and sort of relatable character.
We follow him for one day until shit hits the fan, then he discovers a lot of stuff he did not know, along with more interesting characters who are going to join him in his adventures
Then comes the climax
Finally comes the ending, but wait, it is turns out to be a cliff hanger designed to set the plot for the next chapter in this guy’s story
SECRET Agents- Episode 14Oliver Perch’s House- February 27, 12:17 AMSECRET Agents- Episode 147 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A pair of hands began to type on a keyboard with red glowing letters. “Blank Light Thief? How come I’ve only just heard of her?” asked Angel, the light of the screens reflecting from his eyes.
Behind him, Kat was wearing a dark red dress and tying a black ribbon in her hair. “I’m surprised at you, Mister Vivian Ashelocks, she’s been on the job for years on end and SECRET has never been able to catch her.”
“They’ve never been able to catch me either, Miss Ashelocks.”
“Well, they don’t consider her as big of a threat. Ya wanna know why?”
Angel spun his office-style leather chair around. “Yes, I would like to know.”
“Yes, Master.” Kat bowed down to him mockingly.
“I would prefer that you address me as ‘Oliver’ or ‘Dad’.”
“Sure.” said Kat, sarcastically. “Anyway, you’re pre
BicycleShe told him that she needed him like a fish needed a bicycle and arrogantly walked away.Bicycle5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
What she didn’t mention was that particular fish she meant had a bicycle fetish and it kept dreaming about bicycles every night tossing and turning and waking up all sweaty and even at daytime it was everything the fish could think about, cause it yearned for the certain bicycle with all its might. The fish was obsessed and forever hooked on the bicycle for the fish knew it would love nothing more.
But she was too proud to elaborate about that specific fish so he never truly understood and she never got her bicycle.
El Vampiro de Londres #2Sus ojos rojos clavados en mi alma, indefenso ante el más profundo de los terrores. En aquello habitación, su mirada penetrante alcanzó la mía por primera vez. Sangre corría por el cuello de la niña, los colmillos de la criatura aferrándose cada vez más a su blanca piel, mientras me observaba silenciosamente, cómo preguntándome “¿y ahora qué harás?” Pero no lo hizo. Me miraba y no comprendía. Era como si intentase decirme algo, y mientras más lo observaba menos comprendía, pero a la vez menos temor sentía. Ese momento pareció eterno y fantasmal. La luz de la luna entraba completa por los grandes ventanales de colores del viejo templo, podía ver a perfección la escena. ¿Por qué razón un templo? ¿Buscaba acaso burlarse de mí ante la presencia algún dios?El Vampiro de Londres #24 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Él sabía que lo había estado buscando, a tan extraña y terrorífica cri
Fighting off the mob, battle at the junkyard CH 7We see Claw Man rushing around the area.Fighting off the mob, battle at the junkyard CH 73 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"UUUUUUUUUUUUGH, STATIC BOY WHERE ARE YOU?!"
We see Static Boy jump down from high above.
Claw Man screams
"GAH! WHERE WERE YOU?!"
Static Boy is seen totally nude.
"SUGAR! GIVE ME SUGAR!
Claw Man replies
THIS ISN'T YOU!"
Static Boy then bites Claw Man's buttocks.
Claw Man replies
DID YOU JUST....DID YOU JUST BITE ME?!"
Static Boy foams at the mouth.a
GIVE ME SUGAR!
Claw Man waves his hands about.
"Whoa whoa! you gotta calm down!
you're losing it little bro!"
Static Boy knee's Claw Man in the crotch.
Claw Man groans
"Ok...I get that you're not yourself..
Static Boy growls
"GIVE ME SUGAR."
Claw Man sighs
STOP THIS! THIS ISN'T YOU!"
Suddenly, a bullet comes out of nowhere, hitting Claw Man in the shoulder.
Larklin and Madison walk up, with solid white eyes.
"Hello there Claw Man..."
Gran Bluff y la batalla contra Zoroark.*Allí estaba, tras muchos meses de investigación silenciosa para no llamar la atención del escurridizo explorador y provocar su huida antes de tiempo... si es que llegaba a producirse. Con cada paso que daba, la noche parecía cerrarse un poco más, y el silencio, hacerse más y más intenso. Solo cuando llegó al claro bañado por la luz de la luna, se detuvo, dejó su bolsa en el suelo, y escrutó la penumbra con sus enormes ojos azules. Una única frase escapó de su boca, rompiendo con la tranquilidad del lugar* ... Por fin te encuentro.Gran Bluff y la batalla contra Zoroark.9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
*A altas horas de la noche, nadie se atrevía a pasar por los pasadizos oscuros de aquel bosque. Situado a no muchos kilómetros del la aldea Tesoro pues, se podía divisar a lo lejos. El viento agitaba las ramas y haciendo que algunas hojas se cayeran al suelo. Todo parecía de lo mas tranquilo aquella noche mas sin embargo no era con aquellos dos intrusos que se