My Head Is Thor (SteveXTeenReaderXThor) OneShotAnother violent coughing fit erupted from the woman’s bathroom of the middle school. Steve cringed in response wanting to go in. His poor little baby girl was hacking her brains out and it killed him to know he couldn’t do anything. But rules like those preventing him from saving her were ones he couldn’t break. Being the gentlemen he was he wouldn’t enter the ladies facilities. He just couldn’t mentally do it, every time he tried his muscles would jam up and he wouldn’t be able to move. If only he was Tony, than he could go in easily with no guilt. Sadly, for this one situation he wasn’t. So he was forced to wait until she finished.My Head Is Thor (SteveXTeenReaderXThor) OneShot2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
And when she did finally step out (F/N) looked like a zombie. Her face pale like she had seen a ghost and her eyes puffy and red. Steve almost expected his daughter to insect on going back to class denying that she was ill. However it seemed like the normal feisty (F/N) just wasn’t there. Instead she help her
Digital Hugs. I was going to end my life. I was gonna take a razor, and slide it deep into my wrists. But I was saved. By something so unbelievable, by someone so powerful. By someone I would never forget. They call him online thehero1, but I'll forever call him my savior..Digital Hugs.1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
**** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
Logging in to Savvy Nights online chat..
Connecting to a random stranger..
thehero1: What's up?
thehero1: Are you okay?
SaveMe: No, not at all.
thehero1: Can you tell me what's wrong?
SaveMe: What isn't?
thehero1: Me. If somethings bothering you, you should tell someone. Even a complete stranger can help.
SaveMe: Wow, sounds total cliche.
thehero1: Then humor me on your issues.
SaveMe: My father is hitting
Mechanid World - Brother NickYoung Nick Lopez scowled as he looked out his bedroom window, seeing the rain coming down in sheets with lightning and thunder accompanying it.Mechanid World - Brother Nick3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hate it when it rains… I don’t get to play outside and it’s hard to get to bed with all the racket the thunder makes… Oi… Ridiculo.
He sighed as he leaned over to his night stand, picking up the book he had left there.
Might as well see what happens next… He grinned as he opened the book. Lead the way Frodo.
As he read on he heard a creek from the door to his room. He looked over and saw nothing. He shrugged, looking back at this book. Then he felt a tug on his blanket.
He looked down, his brown eyes meeting with pale amber ones. The eyes of his younger sister, Miranda… who looked on the brink of tears and was holding her stuffed helicopter close to her.
Nick got a worried look. “Hermana? What are you doing out of bed?” He asked as he slipped of his bed, knee
Lista de programas transmitidos por VenecityLista de programas transmitidos por Venecity2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Esto es todo el contenido que tendra mi canal venezolano de television ficticio: "Venecity"
Esto no es un horario,simplemente es un listado de los programas,peliculas y bloques que tendra este canal familiar.
Derbez en Cuando
El Chapulin Colorado
El Principe de Rap
Los Tres Chiflados
Agua Teen Hunger Force (solo en el horario nocturno)
Coraje el Perro Cobarde
Dragon Ball Z
Don Gato y su Pandilla
El Espectacular Hombre Araña
El Fantasma del Espacio de Costa a Costa (solo en el horario nocturno)
El Laboratorio de Dexter
El Nuevo Show del Pajaro Loco
El Oso Yogi
El Rancho del Pajaro Amarillo
El Show de la Pantera Rosa
El Show del Raton (Disney's House of Mouse)
Garfield y sus Amigos
Happy Tree Friends (solo en el horario nocturno)
Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi
Johnny Bravo (solo en el bloque de Cartoon Cartoons)
La Vaca y el Pollito (solo en el bloque de Cartoon Carto
El perro 2James P. Sullivan, se paseaba de un lado a otro de la sala, sin detener sus pasos pesados que resonaban a pesar la existencia de la alfombra debajo de él, emitiendo por momentos, suaves gruñidos amenazadores por la indecisión que vivía en ese instante.El perro 216 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Por unos segundos se detenía levantando la cabeza como si una idea llegara a su mente, para después reiniciar su camino negando suavemente con la cabeza y bajándola nuevamente, sin dejar de mover su cola de un lado a otro.
El pequeño Michael James Sullivan, se encontraba sentado en el sofá más grande y largo de todo el set de sillones que adornaban la sala, mismo que podía tener tres monstruos de tamaño media, cuatro o más de tamaño pequeño y a su madre cuando le daba por dormir en ese sofá, manteniendo las manos unidas al frente, colgando, y la mirada agachada, esperando que empezara en cualquier momento el regaño, o le jalara del pellejo del cuello par
Dyeing“Please?”Dyeing3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Come on, Gloria. It’ll look amazing, trust me.”
Gloria Winchester glared at her twin, narrowing her eyes. Couldn’t he tell she was never going to agree to his idiot plan?
“Please?” Sean asked again, pouting at her and clasping his hands together over his heart. Gloria found it hard to believe that he was older than her, even if only by a few minutes. He was acting like such a child.
“No,” Gloria told him flatly, looking him in the eyes seriously. Sean’s eyes were a pale silver- the mirror image of her own. They looked similar, both having pale skin, silver eyes, and thin bodies. They had the same well-defined cheekbones and boney shoulders, and on the occasion when Sean was angry, or Gloria was actually happy and smiling, their expressions were the same. It was almost like looking at herself in the
K9 Laboratories- Zadanie #1 BeatriceOtworzyłam oczy i spojrzałam na zegar zawieszony na ścianie.K9 Laboratories- Zadanie #1 Beatrice4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Czemu mama mnie nie obudziła? Zwykle przychodzi mnie budzić punkt ósma.
Oh no tak, przecież od roku mieszkam sama. Jakoś nadal nie mogę przywyknąć.
Zwlekam się z łóżka i idę do kuchni. Jeśli można tak nazwać małe pomieszczenie, gdzie mieści się tylko stół, lodówka i raptem dwie szafki, a obecność więcej niż jednej osoby wywołuje okropną ciasnotę.
Po kilku minutach wracam do pokoju z kubkiem kakao i kanapkami z Nuttellą. Lepszego posiłku sobie nie wyobrażam.
Opadam na krzesło i odpalam laptopa. To jedna z niewielku rzeczy w tym mieszkaniu, które pochodzą z tego dziesięciolecia. Reszta to jakieś przestarzałe śmieci, weźmy na przykład meble w salonie czy w kuchni.
Jak zwykle po zalogowaniu urucham
heaven.I wondered tonight as I wandered besides the sea, the sky shrinking and the moon casting a pastel glow against the waves. I wondered as to whether this was heaven, a long sandy beach, quiet at sundown, ragged and beautiful.heaven.5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
So I stood for a while until the waves lapped over my boots and I remembered soon, the tide would come in and sweep me away.
And then I contemplated instead upon whether heaven could really exist and if it did, could it ever be truly perfect?
Compton Bay, 28.10.14
Squirt “Alrighty, kiddo, time for bed!”Squirt2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“But Mom!” Ryan squirmed in Kat’s arms as she carried him over her shoulder into his tiny closet of a bedroom, pummelling her back with his tiny fists. “Bunny and Saul get to stay up late!”
“Well, I’m not their mother!” Kat dropped Ryan gracelessly onto the bed. The springs creaked and groaned as he bounced. “Don’t whine! It’s seven o’clock, and we both know what that means.”
“Time to shut my mouth and shut my eyes, I know!” Ryan sighed with all the dignity his six-year-old self could muster and pushed his mop of black hair from his face. “Tell me a story, Mom? Please?”
“If you wanted one, you should’a asked half an hour ago, Squirt.” Kat grinned and put her hands on her hips. “Did you have a
Cuando me acuerde de tiCuando cruzabas la puerta para salir, veía cómo desaparecía tu figura en la oscuridad del pasillo de más allá. Olvidaba tu rostro cada vez que te ibas, olvidaba cómo diferenciar los colores, las formas. Eras como una sombra que contrastaba con la luz que llevabas contigo y en la que me bañaba cuando venías, y de la que me veía desprovista cuando te ibas. Mi vista quedaba nublada tras una marea de lágrimas saladas en la que podía ahogarme durante horas.Cuando me acuerde de ti4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
¿Cuántas noches oscuras pasarían hasta que volvieras?
En la noche, hacía un frío que no me hacía tiritar, un corriente de aire pasaba por mis adentros. ¿Qué era esa irritante melodía que sonaba cada noche junto a esos muñecos de miradas vacías que danzaban incansablemente encima de mi cabeza? No me quedaba suficiente tiempo despierta como para recibir una respuesta válida. ¿Acaso les preguntaba siquiera?
A Sibling Bond Scarlett rested on a tree branch, swinging her legs back and forth. She looked around the snow covered forest while she waited for someone; her older brother James. He had forgotten something at home and went back to get it really quick. A formed on her lips when he came into view. She was about to call out to him when he was close enough to hear her clearly when something cold hit her in the face. With a yelp, she fell off the branch backwards and landed on her back. Her foot became entangled in some sticks on the ground. She sat up and brushed the cold substance off her face. She looked down and discovered it was snow. James was laughing as he got closer.A Sibling Bond5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wish I had a camera, you should have seen your face." He continued to laugh.
"Glad you found it amusing." Scarlett said. She struggled to get up because of her stuck foot.
"Need some help?" James asked.
This is LoveTadashi huffed as he drove on his scooter out into the brightly lite San Fransokyo night. Hiro had texted him at about 2 AM telling him that he needed help. Tadashi knew that he had been out bot fighting this late at night, and it made him very angry that Hiro had contacted him now and wanted help. He decided that he was going to have to give a solid punishment to Hiro in order to get the point across to him.This is Love19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As he turned the corner he came up to the ally way where Hiro said Tadashi would find him. He turned off his scooter and began to walk down the ally. "Hiro? Hiro where are you? I am so mad at you! if you weren't being such a bonehead!" he cried. Then he suddenly looked over, and a few feet away from him he saw Hiro lying on the ground in a small heap. He could see dried blood on his forehead and he had bruising all over him. Suddenly Tadashi's angry emotions drained out of him like water, and he felt it suddenly being replaced with fear and worry for his little brother.
The Best Mom EverToday was a very important day for Hiro, and in more ways then one he wanted it to be very special and perfect. Why you may ask? well today was Mother's Day and Hiro decided that this year he wanted to do something very special for Aunt Cass because she had been there for him very well this past year after he lost Tadashi. Plus, she had always technically been his mom for him, because Hiro never remembered his mom, unlike Tadashi who had.The Best Mom Ever20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hiro had sent Aunt Cass out for the morning so he could get started. He had his friends come over and they all helped him to bake some really great treats for Aunt Cass to eat. Baymax helped Hiro to decorate the cafe so it looked all nice and decorated pretty for Aunt Cass. Honey helped bring in flowers, as GoGo brought in a large and beautiful cake.
Wasabi and Fred followed Hiro's recipes of special foods that Aunt Cass liked as they worked on making them together.
As everyone was working Hiro began to reminisce about past times in life with having A
I Love you so, so Much it HurtsHiro never liked being trapped in small spaces, and he never liked the idea of being alone in small spaces either. Luckily Tadashi was always the one to help him out. He knew that Hiro was embarrassed by his morbid fear of small spaces. So he kept it quiet to keep Hiro happy. Luckily on a day like today Hiro had Tadashi to be there for him when it came to his claustrophobia. They were leaving the university one day after Tadashi had shown him some new stuff that he was working on. The boys then entered the elevator and began to head up.I Love you so, so Much it Hurts1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
However the elevator gave out halfway up and the boys found themselves trapped inside. "Oh my God! were stuck!" Hiro stuttered as he started clutching the wall in fear. "No! no we can't be stuck! I don't wanna be stuck in here! we need to get out! it's too cramped in here! and the walls are closing in! and why does it feel so hot in here?!" Hiro started to fumble with his sweater feeling sweat pouring down his face.
"And.. and.. and!" Hiro couldn't spea
Reflection“What do you want to do Simi?”Reflection8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Simi and Canoas were sitting on the edge of the Bridge, their feet dangling over the Zasha River. Simi gazed at the river with respect, her reflection staring back at her.
“What do you want to do Sagra?” she called to it. Then she nodded to herself as if the girl in the river said something.
“We want to skip rocks.” She led the way to the bank. Canoas followed, not at all fazed by the behavior. He had learned why she does this when he was very young. Now at age sixteen, he just accepted it; after all, he was her only friend. Once he had questioned it, she hadn’t talked to him for six months. They were at the same river…
“Sagra likes to watch the birds fly. She likes their pretty feathers,” said Simi.
“How do you know that? She’s not even real. It’s just your reflection.”
Her face flamed and she clenched her hands. For a twelve-year-old, she was very furious.
I need a hero.I need a hero.I need a hero.1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Time really doesn't heal; it just blurs things. I still remember how he made me feel. Like I was choking on butterflies. Butterflies. A stomach full of them. Full. Full to the brim. Now I'm just choking. No butterflies. Drowning. No fluttering. I can't breathe. Breathe. He made me feel better. Much better. Helped me breathe. His touch was soft. A contrast to how my father treated me.
I'm hardly better than I was before. Before he left me. Left me alone. His absence used to be a stabbing pain. Now it's only numbness. Numbness. I don't want to feel anymore. He could have saved me. Saved me. He was almost my hero. I need a hero.
I'm still blue. Blue like the sky on the day you left me. He left me. My first picnic. I love picnics. Maybe not as much as I used to. I did love picnics. You- he caressed a hand print left on my arm. Marks left on me. Black and blue bruises. Blue like the sky. You- he left marks too.
You looked antsy. Antsy. Antsy why? Antsy- break up. I don'
Teenage Male Tree Spirit Birth!Steve was a normal teenage boy only 16 year old, and never had a girlfriend in he life. One summer change his life forever, the day he met Fran and gave birth through his mouth to a tree spirit. That made him think about his life more, and the new friends he met that summer who help him through everything.Teenage Male Tree Spirit Birth!2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Steve honey we are going to be late,” Steve mother called down the basement stairs, and did not want Steve to be late for their family trip to the lake.
Steve groan waking up, turning over in his bed with covers all over the place, and waking up to yelled up to his mother, “Ya mom I am coming!” He got out of bed, walking to get change into a pair of shorts and t-shirt, brushing out his hair, and heading upstairs to be greeted by his family. Steve was the oldest of seven children, and seeing his younger brothers and sisters ready to go. Steve grab his bag, walking to the big van, setting his stuff in the backseat of the van, and sat down there playing on his T
The HouseThere is a house that sits on top of a lofty hill that overlooks a beautiful landscape with flower patches and trees. Many would think of this place as nothing more than a simple house and giant front yard, but to me it was more. It wasn’t just a house; it was my house. It was where I would wake up with a big loud yawn with my arms stretched far into the air and the scent of my mother’s breakfast would arouse my senses. It was where I would run down the stairs; greet my family and the world with open arms. It was where I would run around and play with my toys. It was where I would decorate with a plethora of objects depending on the closest holiday. It was where I would go outside and admire the beauty of nature. It was where I began to find interest in television shows with a relatable cast. It was where I had my first slumber party. It was where I would discover a bit of who I am. It was where I would nearly fall asleep from the several life speeches I would receive fromThe House3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caiden's Journal - Entry #2Caiden's Journal - Entry #24 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Journal of Caiden Alexandria
Entry: Boredom…so this is what it’s like.
Date: 01/21/2022, 1050 (Friday, January 21, 2022, 10.5/35 hours Central Zentalis Time)
Location: URX Terra V, AlphaTerra City, Signus VI Colony, Infinite Sacrifice
Glancing toward my sister, I smile as she slides a clean pair of blue shorts over a fresh diaper and sets me on my feet with a playful swat to my padded bottom, “Thanks, Utsu-neechan.” I wrap my arms around her waist and purr as I snuggle into her hold. Warmth travels through me when her warm touch response to my hug and I’m lifted into her arms then placed over her shoulder. “Neechan, I just wanna lay down right now. Please Utsu-neechan?”
Her confused visage focuses on me once I’m laid down on my bed. She places her hand on my forehead then retracts
Happy ThanksgivingHappy ThanksgivingHappy Thanksgiving4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
What are you going to have for this Thanksgiving
me i am having a Thanksgiving dinner and a Birthday Party for my Older sister
Clouds and Lakes “So, so, hey!” the little voice broke through the music being piped into the room; teenagers turned expecting the seven-year-old but finding instead, the college senior. She slid into the room bonelessly, eyebrow raised at the things passing hands and the looks scattering around. “Uh huh.” She stood on top of the nearest table, kicking empty cans and cold butts from the glass surface; she paced the length, leaving footprints of whorls and blood in the beer and ash. “You’re a wonderful example, you know that? There are little kids upstairs, like under ten little. Fine example you’re setting.”Clouds and Lakes4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Says the whore on the table.”
“Uneducated swine lover says what?”
“That’s what I thought.” The giggles were quickly killed, “Get it together boys and girls, or else…” she shrugged as she landed graceful