EBC - don't turn away nowDeep in the cages of the recaptured Empire cats, death and hopelessness was thick in the air.EBC - don't turn away now8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Somewhere down there, an African golden cat lost her sanity.
A leader struggled to reclaim her throne.
A snow leopard was dying in her attempts to raise her newborn litter.
But Scaeden wouldn’t know about any of them, because he hadn’t been down there once since he had returned from Rome. The thought repulsed him. He couldn’t fathom meeting their gazes, feeling their hate for him seep through their bars and through his fur and settling into his chest. He had somehow managed to get out of every guard or check-up duty Thanatos had assigned him. Honestly, he didn’t think Thanatos really minded if Scaeden didn’t do his duties every now and then. There were at least some perks to being the previous leader, and the current one’s best friend.
But the lynx had recently started to feel some sort of urge to go down to the dusty, filthy cages and just look. Just see th
G/t fic: Two Words ch. 2It was a dream the giant had every night without fail. Small things differed but the ending was always the same.G/t fic: Two Words ch. 28 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Damon was eight years younger, at his family house. He sat up slowly, cautious of making a sound, and put his ear to the paper-thin wall. He never realized it was a dream. He considered it a type of strange déjà vu that he tried in vain to understand, like his too-thin fingers grasping at smoke.
He recognized his father’s gruff voice, the voice of a working man. He had always had that voice, and though he was now in his seventies, his vocal coarseness remained intimidating. The second voice was completely unfamiliar to him. This one sounded somewhat more youthful. There was no roughness in it; rather, it was smooth and intelligible. He figured they were speaking of business, as was his father’s hobby. He owned the most popular gun shop around, and he always needed more help for fewer wages. Damon noticed they spoke so informally and laughed often.
Mission 2 .:. The MazeMission 2 .:. The Maze4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Darios hadn't been able to help it... He just -had- to come along. He was a Wyrm of Fortune, a creature bound as closely to Ether as possible. So if there was a new source of it, he just had to witness it!!
Hiding inside the King's bag in his dragon form, the small wyrm made sure he remained motionless to not alarm the other man. Seirian would never ever take him with him if he knew!
But what was supposed to happen? Seriously... it was an old and dusty labyrinth that hadn't been entered since at least thousand years. And seriously, if Seirian died, due to the Ether link, after not even a year, he'd follow, so really, why was the alpaca even bothering?
He wiggled deeper into the pocket when the King reached inside, getting one of his items, a piece of paper, maybe to mark a path of the labyrinth or something... Carefully peeking out for a second, the wyrm looked around. Seirian was indeed making notes, as usual too perfectionistic, not agreeing with the soldier that was drawing out a ma
(Tadashi X Reader) Somebody's World. Part 4(Tadashi X Reader) Somebody's World. Part 45 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was almost...easy...Tadashi continually offered to have Baymax scan you. Which of course you shot down.
But you did it, you made it through the weeks of morning sickness and strange cravings, cucumbers with peanut butter sauce to be wash down with cup of black coffee with a dash of lemon juice. This baby was already hating you. Course you only gave into your cravings when others weren't looking. But finally today was the final check up.
"(Name), I believe the term is good to go. A week ago, we were a little touch and go but now?! I don't think I've ever seen a healthier 3 month fetus." He grinned, one stress was simply replaced with another, how were you to tell Tadashi?
That's how you found yourself in Hiro/Tadashi's shared room that afternoon.
"Hiro!? What are you doing here?" you stuttered.
"Uumm, my room?" Aunt Cass took Dashi to the hospital, his ribs were bugging him a little last night." The sadness dripping from his voice. Afte
Bravo Chapter 5Bravo Chapter 53 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The doorbell rang, signifying a presence.
"You should get that, it might be that cookies salesman again," Chelsea said while stealing the remote from Sergio's grasp. Before he could react, she switched to the food channel with a press of a button. "I don't know if you notice, but I'm hungry," she added.
Sergio made a half-hearted attempt at retrieving it. With a roll of his eyes, he shoved her playfully. "C'mon, this is my house. My place, my rules."
Chelsea didn't remove her gaze from the television screen. "I'm hungry. Now go get the door."
Releasing a groan, Sergio dragged himself off the comfy sofa. He opened the door, half-expecting a cookies salesman like Chelsea had claimed, only to meet Arthur dressed in casual attire.
This was one of the worst inopportune timings ever.
"Uh, hey man," Sergio greeted. "What's up?"
"I thought I would visit since I don't work at Salads Galore on Sundays like I used to," Arthur said.
"Ha, you're lucky to not be stuck sweating in that lettuce outfit
Mirror Image Chapter 9Chapter 9:Mirror Image Chapter 92 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I don’t know about you bro but I’m not even hungry…” Hideki sighed as they came up to the front door.
“Then we’re in different boats I wish we had gotten gyros… Or hit that other shawarma place…”
“Shawarma…” Hideki’s stomach growled as they both sighed. “Can we eat downstairs?”
“Do you wanna make up the biggest load of crud we ever spat? Cause I dunno about you but I don’t think Aunt Cass would take kindly to hearing all about… That!” Hiro shook his head. “And why us!?”
“He’s a creeper and should be assumed as such. Until I see a dead body he’s been alive since that night!” Hideki hissed.
Hiro sighed rubbing his temple. “Look, we can plan whatever once we get our robot fixed and then we can sleep… And then we can focus. Okay?”
“And eat wings?”
Hiro winced at the puppy eyed look his younger t
PerfectionThere is dirt underneath my fingernails.Perfection4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My hand is everything but perfect.
A weird red scratch extends over its surface and the bracelets tied around my wrist are worn and wrecked.
They have already gone through far too much.
How small my hand looks lying on top of yours.
Your long, slim fingers clasp mine and I can feel that they are once again so much warmer than I am.
Due to all the hours you spent with your guitar your fingertips are rough and your skin looks pale against mine, which is tanned by the sun.
Your fingernails are cut short, untidily, as if you have been far too impatient to really concern yourself with them.
I hold your hand tight and smile, because I know that although we can never be perfect, this moment always will be.
Last Journey HomeLast Journey HomeLast Journey Home4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"We forgot Kitty!"
"Honey, it's fine, we can just spin a new Kitty when we get through the portal."
"WE FORGOT KITTY!"
"Jerrodd, I got it." Jerrodine looks inside her toolbox, rapidly blinks some commands, loads a photo, extrapolates, and the toolbox compliantly spins a new plushie. She hands it to her daughter.
Jerrodette glomps the plushie, holds it to her cheek, smells it. Too new. "That's not Kitty! Bad auntie!"
"We can try to go back. I don't want to enter the singularity knowing that the last thing we did with our charge as flesh-and-blood people was lie to her. Probability of success?"
Jerrod's watch returns a number in the eighties.
"Great, so there's a chance in six that the sun will go supernova before we get back to the portal..."
The two adults look at each other and quickly step out of the line; it's long, but it's moving fast. Some things you do because they are right.
They turn on the maglev packs and glide home. Above, the sun flares.
Factual RealisationHis dark brown hair strikes his face, as his deep brown eyes blink momentarily. Sitting up in his bed, he wonders where he is. Staring at his hands, he wonders who he is. His mind searches for answers. 'What.. What, am I doing here..?' But nothing. The answers don't come. A small child comes in to the room, placing her little frame on a near by seat. She smiles cheekily, pulling at the sheets. "Hello, what have ya been doing today..? I just come to visit. Cos my mumma said so. Yep." She showed a small toothy grin. He stares around the room, still unsure of what is happening. "Who are you child..?" He states abruptly. Her face becomes pale and her skin changes to a seemingly white texture. "You, you.. You don't know who I ams..?" His eyes squint some what. "No, should I..?" Assessing the child once more. His hand edges towards her. Stopping as a woman enters the room.Factual Realisation4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She swiftly walks towards him. "Morning Michael. How are you feeling today..?" He looks her up and down "Michael... Who'
Birthplace | Shetani and WakaliNote: this rp was started 2 years ago when Hodari had just gone missing. Just keep that in mind!Birthplace | Shetani and Wakali8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shetani (c) moi
Wakali (c) Katsurei
Shetani grumbled as she prowled the range. She felt like she'd lost her purpose... she didn't know what to do with herself. Hodari was gone... the Babukurs had no leader, Shetani was at a loss. What was she supposed to do now? Obviously someone had to take his place or else the coalition would be disbanded... and she couldn't let that happen. She refused to become a loner again, and she'd fight to the death to become leader herself. With a shake of her head, she looked around and realized she was in Hukumu's range. She narrowed her eyes at the scenery, obviously unhappy that her paws had led her here when she was in such emotional distress. She didn't really wish to run into Wakali right now, with his flirty attitude. She wasn't in the mood to amuse him and become a play-thing.
Altair ratuje Malika ciag dalszy czesc 7Po rozkosznej nocy i wyjątkowo przyjemnym poranku Altair był zaskakująco radosny i pogodny. Lekkim krokiem szedł przez twierdzę. Ku bezbrzeżnemu zaskoczeniu nowicjuszy i asasynów niższych rangą odpowiedział na każde pozdrowienie i nie była to wroga czy oschła odpowiedź. Wszyscy byli zdumieni i trochę przestraszeni, co mu się nagle stało, że jest taki miły.Altair ratuje Malika ciag dalszy czesc 72 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
On jak zawsze wcale się tym nie przejął. Wyszedł przed główny budynek twierdzy. Przymrużył oczy w blasku słońca. Było tak przyjemnie ciepło. Podszedł do barierki i usiadł na niej jak to zwykle był czynić, kiedy tylko miał wolną chwilę i nie był w wyjątkowo podłym nastroju. Grzał się w promieniach późno porannego słońca obserwując, co dzieje się na dziedzińcu i placu ćwiczeń. Wia
Cheer Up Mission 8 - The HelpClangs ran through out the empty hallways. The Goddess of Music, Jinitive, followed those clangs, wondering what Abtule was making. When she stepped into his quarters, she was instantly filled with worry. She ran up to the God of Forging and pulled on his shoulders, stopping him from smacking his face against his anvil.Cheer Up Mission 8 - The Help1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Just what do you think you're doing?!" asked Jinitive. "Are you trying to smash your face in?!"
"No... I'm trying to think of something to make."
"You're having trouble coming up with something?"
"I'm sure anything you can make would satisfy Vocca's tastes."
"It's not for her... not this time..."
Abtule couldn't look her in the eye.
He didn't need to. His lack of an answer was enough. "Delmora?"
He slowly nodded his head. "I want... I need to make her something... special... one of a kind. Something that NO mortal can make, but I can't think of anything..."
"Was this something she requested?"
"...no... I..." He took in a deep breath. "I'm going to
~Lights of Heaven~I've woke up from a strange but beautiful dream this morning. It was so vivid, so surreal, Its unbelievable but..~Lights of Heaven~5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was just like any other night, I was in bed waiting to drift off to sleep. I was laying comfortably in my bed, silently in my pitch black room, with only the sounds of nature outside my window in the night. With the howling wind, roaring outside my window.
A few moments past and my eyes lids began to feel drowsy, slowly my eyes were beginning to close. And the next thing I knew, when I opened my eyes....
I saw a stone entrance covered in vines and pretty white flowers, that grew from the cracks of the ancient stone entrance. It had some strange looking hieroglyphics written- or should I carved above the stone entrance. The pretty white flowers began to glow softly as I came nearer to the entrance. My feet were moving on their own, like something was pulling me to enter the stone pass way. I brush the vines and a few flowers out of my way as I entered inside. Those
Shattered | Lit.✖ T H E • S T O R Y:Shattered | Lit.2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh God, what was that smell?
The stink of blood, death and fear permeated the air. Shea couldn't breathe without smelling it, and neither could her irate mule. The john tossed his roman nosed, big head and snorted in disgust as another, shambling corpse stepped out ahead of him. He turned his ears back and twisted to eye the near catatonic woman on his back before puffing an aggrieved sigh. Of course she was useless. She was always useless. The only good thing she ever did was get off his back and feed him!
'You're so fat,' she'd say. 'You're going on a diet!' And she had tried, twice. Good exercise, a correct diet- and Jack still clung to his great, round belly. He was a fat thing despite being fit for roping, and working cattle, and general walking trail rides. Nothing she had done could slim his silly butt down. So Jack remained fat, and fluffy, and Shea kept all her fingers at feed
team secret chapter 3 a bond stronger than bloodicea looks at ruff she will need medicine i say as i stand up and walk into the kitchen and pick up "pain killer" and "zodic" (zodic is a medicine i made up Btw) and a needle i walk over to ruff and say welp here goes nothing i pick up the needle and inject the needle with zodic and inject her arm with it next i give her the pain killer now then i should give bani mint for shock icea thinks hmm sigh alrightteam secret chapter 3 a bond stronger than blood6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
as the song her mom used to sing to her
(the song is from attack on tittan wings of freedom)
we are the hunters huh huh huh huh huh we are the hunters
icea sang the last part "what? bani asked"
um nothing icea replied quickly here she mewed handing bani the mint
and left icea says quickly i will go find food alright? bani looks up and nod's
icea takes off for the mountains if they we're going to survive they would need food she stops once she hears.............a mouse? a vole?
she looks up and gasps a COW is standng there now she may be 10 but she was
Under the Mask- Chapter One“Give it back.” Holly said, glaring up at the Ursaring.Under the Mask- Chapter One5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“If you want it, try getting it from me, Skullhead.” He taunted, dangling her bone club high above her head.
The Cubone gritted my teeth. Like most of her species, she got a panicked feeling every time her only weapon was taken away from her, but she was determined not to show it. “I said give it back.”
“Aww, is the grave robber missing her mommy’s bone? Why don’t you go steal a new one?” The Wigglytuff next to him sneered.
“You’re right, she can steal another, so I guess we might as well keep thi-“ The Ursaring was cut off by a Focus Blast hitting the back of his head. He staggered forward, then whipped around to glare at the Riolu who stood there, another Focus Blast forming in his black-tipped paws.
“You heard her, she told you to give back her bone club.” The Emanation Pokemon said, glaring at both the normal types.
“Ugh, keep your
The Master part 27"Oh no, it's just jealousy Will." I held my arm close to my side so that it didn't look injured. As much as I was angry I still remembered Christopher's rage. I didn't want the girls to get in trouble. That would only make my situation worse here. They definitely would hate me then. Christopher turned in his seat to watch me approach as red head and dirty blonde stood in front of him. I had left marks on her neck and I swallowed. I had been a little too angry at what she had said. Shit Anwen. You are so stupid.The Master part 272 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Anwen, these girls said you attacked them?" His voice was flat, showing no emotion.
"I only attacked her." I pointed with my right hand at blondie and he frowned. "The other girl is her friend and helped her escape." I frowned. "I never meant to. My anger got the better of me." He stared at me.
"They said you attacked first." That was going right for the jugular.
"No. They said some harsh words first and cornered Char and I in the bathroom. I told them to drop it but they didn'
Daily Quickie #140: Vija's VisionDISCLAIMER: This story contains absolutely no sexual content whatsoever. If that is what you seek, please seek help instead. This story was not written by me, but by my friend Starwarrior. I am posting these stories here on his behalf.Daily Quickie #140: Vija's Vision6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Kite woke up to the hot seashore breeze. The thirteen year old boy sat up and rolled out of bed, his bare toes touching the cool stone floor. He took a deep breath, relishing his time with the Eridan. His father had decided to leave some officials behind to manage the new trade routes and had permitted Kite to stay behind as well. He was overjoyed. He had been with the Eridan for a month now.
Kite delighted in the life he now lived. A boy accustomed to danger and perpetual infighting, the gentle ways of the coastal people were soothing to his spirit. He never wanted to leave. He learned more about their religion, and had developed as respect for it as well.
As Kite got out of bed, he dressed in thin white knee length pants, a blue vest which he left unbu
OW: Meet RosalitaWhy was everything so…OW: Meet Rosalita5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A short girl, perhaps not much over four feet tall, timidly walked through the bone dormitory in order to find a room. She didn’t want to be too high up just in case she fell from the window, but she didn’t want to be on the lower floors just in case she was forced to interact with people. Despite the fact the mute had already met several people, most of which scared her half to death basically; she was convinced that certain people were nice just from appearance.
Like Kind. What was his original name again? Avery it was. A pretty name for a kind boy with beautiful wings. They were just so soft and easy to hide behind, how could she not admire them. She wasn’t as scared of Avery as she was of everyone else, she called him Kind for a reason, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t still wary of him.
Though there was that one time she refused to leave him even though she had to.
With a loud squeak Rosa tripped over something.
Regret.I started to speak, and in the end, I replayed it in my memories.Regret.5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I should have known to speak a little less.
But it was always more – too much more.
And here I am, with the screams in my throat.
I shouldn't have said so much.
Vriska x Reader Smile SONGFICYou know that I'm a crazy bitchVriska x Reader Smile SONGFIC6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I do what I want when I feel like it
All I want to do is lose control
Vriska has been your moirail since you were little kids. Growing up with her, you're starting to develop feelings for her. Seeing her tomboyish and punk attitude, you loved her even more. And she's up for every challenge you throw at her.
You've grown used to it, of course. She started out as a nice girl, actually...but grew up to be a bully. You didn't know why, but you just let it out.
But you don't really give a shit,
You go with it, go with it, go with it.
'Cause you're fucking crazy rock'n'roll
Vriska and you have tried out a few instruments, including drums and electric guitars. Her 8-Ball 'predicted' that both of you would be amazing rock and roll singers in the future. Vriska, of course, is flaunting it out to everyone. Especially to Terezi, who doesn't seem to believe it.
You chuckled at Vriska's narcissistic behavior. That's one part about why you love he
Pathways: Chapter 2“Baggy! Get off him, bad, NO!”Pathways: Chapter 27 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I quickly move closer and lift the wayward dog out of the stranger’s lap. He struggles, wiggling his doggy body, indignant at being relocated to the ground near my feet. The man laughs softly and begins to dust himself off when to my dismay Baggy again jumps toward the stranger, landing at his side and laying down. The obstinate pooch ignores me completely and gazes up at the object of his affection adoringly. Dumbfounded, I begin to reach for him when the stranger finally speaks.
“It’s ok, he isn’t doing any harm.” His amusement with the situation is apparent. The man’s light hazel eyes turn to me, a fetching little grin on his lips. “Really, I don’t mind.”
His gaze becomes questioning when I don’t respond. I don’t know why, but as soon as he speaks, my mind turns to Fin. Finean, my older brother. I can see his face clearly in my mind’s eye like a high definition ph
Work SongThere's something about dancing with my lover at midnight that sets my soul on fire.Work Song4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe it's the time, when you're either meant to be sleeping alone, or shouting in a building packed with hundreds of other people. But it's just the two of us, breaking those rules. Alone, but never lonely. Swaying gently side-to-side, hand-in-hand to whichever of our favourite records is spinning in the background.
Maybe it's the light. The artificial dusk of the tungsten streetlights bathes our apartment in an orange glow. Shadows are scattered to the far walls, away from us. We are protected from the dark. We are sheltered from the night. And I can pretend that the day doesn't have to come.
Maybe it's the way they touch me. They way their fingers drag over my skin, leaving trails of heat or chills as they go. Their breathing slows, and sometimes stops, as they lose themselves in the moment. And I do too.
I love it. Adore it.
These precious minutes together. Just us, I live for them.
The music fades
Troubling Thoughts100 Theme Challenge Mix-UpTroubling Thoughts4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
#51: Troubling Thoughts
Sitting at the counter in her mate's kitchen, Ayla had one arm laid upon it, hand grasping her mug of hot tea. The other was propped by the elbow, her forehead braced upon her palm. Eyes of ruby stared at the patterns in the granite, lost and unseeing.
Behind her and unnoticed, Ambra leaned in the bedroom doorway, arms loosely crossed as she considered the other woman. For a long while she let her brood. But eventually, she straightened her posture and entered the belly of her villa, her long robe trailing behind her. With gentle hands, she grasped her mate's shoulders, feeling their tension like a mouse caught in an owls talon's. “Please try to relax, amore...”
“How can I?” Ayla demanded, her voice tinged with sadness, anger, regret and fear. “How can I sit here and pretend that you weren't nearly executed mere hours ago? By Raven no less? I trusted him! I trus