100 Themes- 019Light100 Themes- 0192 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Miriam flipped through the photos of her phone, deleting every single picture that she deemed useless now. Why keep memories of something that brought her pain, anyway?
Behind her, she could hear a group of people her age laughing and talking loudly; her grip on her phone tightened enough that her knuckles turned white. They were probably having the greatest time in the world, and what was she doing? Keeping to herself and being stuck on her phone and computer for what? She stuffed the phone back in her pocket, having deleted all her photos and all her messages. Miriam started to head towards a deli, determined to eat all her problems away. Besides, who was there to stop her? No one knew about the imaginary problems she had, about the imaginary people that caused those problems. For all she knew, they, too, were shouting to the world about their own imaginary friend.
She was long gone before they've decided to announce it, anyway. M
How going are things?[name], hey. How you are? Fine personally, am I. Very been busy, but good things are. Though brain work hard to make it's. Unsettling something away me at eats. Makes it speak hard very to.How going are things?7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Doctor hopefully, can a I go to. Make to just sure, out checked this get all. nothing knows who, it might be. Nothing probably.
feel bad why do so I time the all? Why communicate can't I normal like person a? Living what point is the of if feel you bad so time the all? Living point is what of the if normal are not you? If can't you people to other relate? Fit in where do you? Inhuman.
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Rogue's Gallery: The Kings and Queens K.O.Rogue's Gallery: The Kings and Queens K.O.8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Kings & Queens K.O.
“Oh, I just hate this cell. It’s so damn uncomfortable.”
The Kings & Queens all sat in one cell on Sublevel 8. Due to their impressive cooperation and teamwork, they were all grouped together, and thus, their overall threat to the universe was higher. That meant that they were in a lower Sublevel, with the rest of the worse criminals.
KQ sat against the cell, sharpening his triple katanas. The other members of the Kings & Queens were sleeping. It was an odd prison, in his opinion. The sheer fact that you were not stripped of your weapons just proved how insignificant you were to the guards.
“I hate it here!” Hearts complained. “Why do we have to spend eternity cooped up in this stupid cell? There’s absolutely no privacy in here!”
“Oh, shut up already!” snarled KQ. “The Gladiator Devils have once again gotten the better of us. The only thing we can do now is accept defeat.
ConnectionsGhost cat bit cable…Connections11 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
RoommateVince regretted bringing up the topic. He couldn't see Dominik's face as it was hidden behind a gasmask, but he could feel his sadness. I suppose when you've been roommates with the same person and suffered through the same college exams with him for a year and a half, you start to know their moods. Biting his lip nervously, Vince said, "Dominik, I'm sorry. I know you don't like-"Roommate11 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"No," Dominik inturrepted looking at Vince. "You've always been very supportive of me and you've told me a lot about yourself. It's only fair that you know about my parents."
"I guess it is fair, but if you'd rather not talk about it right now-"
"I'm fine with talking." Through the the eye holes of the gasmask, Vince saw a twinkle in Dominik's eye. "You know I don't like procrastination."
Vince chuckled. "I know. You make me feel terrible for putting off my homework."
Dominik leaned back on the old sofa they shared in their dorm and propped his feet on the coffee table that groaned under the weight. "There is
.:Carpe Diem:.”What about him, then?” Alex lifted his eyes from the drink in his hand for a moment, eyes scanning the direction the brunette woman nodded her head into. By the bar he spotted a relatively tall looking blond man, his hair brushed neatly over his head as his hazel eyes glared down to the glass in his hand..:Carpe Diem:.14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Alex snorted quietly, Viola sending him a glare. “Come on, you don’t know if you don’t even try!”
“How do you even know he swings my way,” Alex questioned the woman sitting by him, Viola rolling her eyes at him. “You know I know these kind of things. Look at him,” she motioned towards the man by the bar with her free hand, the other one holding up her drink, “He’s dressed so much more neatly than anyone else around here – well except maybe for you that is – his hair is actually well maintained and I swear I can smell his cologne all the way up here. No s
.:People Will Drive You To Bad Habits:.JJ was sitting outside in the dark, leaning his arms against his legs and supporting his head up with his hands under his chin. He stared away into the darkness, both of his legs doing little nervous shakes, making the raven hair barely keep his balance in the tight little position he was sitting in. Pushing his arms down, JJ reached for his legs, pulling them closer to his body as he lifted them up on the garden chair he had claimed for himself, trying to stop the nervous trembling of them..:People Will Drive You To Bad Habits:.20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Are you cold?” JJ jumped a little, eyes shooting over his shoulder, getting a friendly reminder where he actually was as he noticed Alex standing by his chair, looking down at the man with questioning eyes. He shook his head slowly, returning his eyes to the darkness as he hugged his legs just a slightly bit tighter than before. “Nope, just nervous.”
“Hey, I told you it’s alright, right?” JJ nodded, eyes star
i've got your back. | nishinoya yuui've got your back. | nishinoya yuu1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Where else does it hurt?"
Nishinoya proceeded to point at the area where he had gotten a bruise. You clicked your tongue, but you didn't say anything. Instead, you took out the ointment and carefully applied it gently, your fingers delicately moving across his bruise. It hurt. It hurt a little bit, and Nishinoya had to bite his lip so he wouldn't make any noise. But at the same time, it was comforting. Your touch—you were so cautious not to hurt him, treating him like a delicate glass that could break any moment. After you had finished applying the ointment, you then took an elastic bandage and wrapped it around the bruised area to reduce the pain.
It was still painful, but he decided not to mention it. You did so much for him already.
"That all?" You said, raising a brow at him. Something about Nishinoya was odd today. He was quiet. He was usually loud and filled with life, and as much as you hated the obnoxious out-bursts, you weren't going to deny the fact that
ForgottenI slid my finger down a book. It was the most depressing thing. Not a single crease on its cover. Flawlessly waiting for someone to pick it up and read the story it held. The word 'Forgotten' went down it's spine. Gold letters flickering against its dark blue color. Forgotten. I sighed deeply. I'm just like this book, forgotten... Nobody wants to hear my story. Forgotten. A lonely heart wrenching feeling. To be forgotten... Nobody wants to be forgotten, that would mean their existence to everyone else would not exist. To everyone they did not exist, just a useless tool forgotten out of hatred and sorrow. Not important, that is to be forgotten. A nobody, a nothing, nonexistent. My eyes burned my hands trembled. 'No!' I told myself. I am not forgotten. Neither is this book. "I will remember you!" I yelled at the book. I looked up several people were staring at me. I felt tears rolling down my face. "I won't," I whispered. I have a job... To remember the forgotten. I smiled at the thoughtForgotten1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
FE: October 14: Raishi [Kina] Cigarettes. That's what he smelled like. The sun hurt his eyes and shone on sweaty skin as he looked for punctures. Kina would be mad that their plans went up in smoke.FE: October 14: Raishi [Kina]1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He checked their body. A few bruises, sore, perhaps a brawl, but no blood drawn. No punctures. He sighed and meandered to the bathroom, and yet froze in the doorway as the cold light flickered on.
Red on white.
There was dried blood everywhere.
He stared for a moment before it started to process. They were uninjured. If all this blood was not theirs... then whose was it?...
FE: October 14: Kina Izune “Izune, get out!”FE: October 14: Kina Izune1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“He can't hear you!”
“I can't put it out. If I try to suck the air out I'll suffocate or roast him in the back-draft's fireball. If I try to clear the smoke I'll only spread it more and add fuel.”
“How close are the nearest water elementals or witches?”
“Not close enough. The local officials can't get through, the roads are choked up.”
Face in his elbow, flames licking at the walls and devouring furniture, he pressed inwards. It was a slow burn comparatively. He went back for the white cat.
The WordIt was a dirty wall with chipped white paint. In big blue letters was that word that started with a "c" and ended with a "t." She didn't like that word. She had tried to rub it out, but Elissa had only managed to smudge the “u” a little. It was written in pesky permanent marker, the bane of her existence. Those curvy blue letters were just sitting there, staring her in the face with that smug little look.The Word1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Elissa’s nostrils flared. It was obvious. Terribly obvious. Someone had written it for her. Just for her. They thought that she was a- The word was just too obscene and too offensive. She couldn’t handle it. She couldn’t handle the indisputable fact that it was true. She was a worthless piece of trash.
But it didn’t matter.
Elissa stepped back and examined the word. She couldn’t get rid of it, but she could at least find the culprit. Very carefully, Elissa scanned the station. Someone there did it. That someone was probably snickering at her a
Lesson 61: Quincy [Monica]10/20/14Lesson 61: Quincy [Monica]1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Shibusen NP Infirmary
"He shouldn't be here. He should be in a proper hospital..."
"He's going to stay here."
"He needs real, proper, medical treatment." Nurse M watched Nurse S as both frowned. "As much as we deal with madness on a daily basis this place is not an asylum nor is it a prison."
"But it IS a functioning hospital and we. Are in charge of the treatment of these children."
"We can't give him the kind of treatment he needs and you are hurting him by keeping him here."
"What he needs is to feel safe and stability."
"And this school is just that? A Shibusen School? THIS Shibusen?"
"He needs the friends he has here. Quincy is being targeted. In his current state, he needs to know that there are capable people around him to protect him. Ever since he and his family came forwards as witches he's been in a state of decline. Bef
The Last KittenThe Last Kitten1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Harry always held a keen eye for the meek; even in shadowed places. And one morning in June of a year for which he’d stopped caring to keep the number, he happened upon a hidden grove in the outskirts of the ruins of Seattle. He hadn’t thought much of it, at first—he’d seen plenty of overgrowth since the Sickness all but destroyed civilization. But after closer inspection of what he’d initially presumed to be a discarded coat, he found a lone feline mother and her kittens, only recently dead. Even through the foggy lenses of his gas mask, it was obvious they weren’t breathing.
Although he’d felt the sadness welling up within him, he knew there was no relief for it, and turned to leave. That is, until he heard the faintest of sounds. The tiny, weakened mewing of a kitten. He froze. He waited.
There it was again! Harry turned then and quietly stepped back to the group
Calling HQCamera caught breakthrough… Still frozen… Over!Calling HQ1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Light of the TownThe Light of the TownThe Light of the Town1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I gripped his hand, my fingers warmed by his calloused palms. Although his appearance was still unkempt with the five o’clock shadow dusting his jaw, I had to admire his endeavor to dress in more suitable fashion. He was wearing a long white sleeved shirt with a deep emerald vest clipped on over it. The shirt was frayed at the edges with a loose thread here and there, but all in all, he looked ravishing. For once I was glad he was not wearing his gun holster. I tried to observe him discretely as he slid his arm through mine and drew me close to his side.
“Shall we, M’lady?” he gave me the softest hint of a smile. I narrowed my eyes in what I hoped was a disapproving expression.
“As I have said before, you may call me Vivian, just as you appeal to me as Axel. Surely we are on a first name basis by now,” I pointed out.
“If it’s all the same to you, Miss Eyre, I would prefer to address you properly,
No TitleDrowned Kitty today;No Title1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Eight more lives.
I'm In Love With A Girl Named SeventeenI'm so fucking happy. Wanna know why? I'll tell you why, but I've gotta tell you a story first...I'm In Love With A Girl Named Seventeen1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was waiting in line at a sandwich shop when an an enormous chicken walked in. I hastily pretended to go down the hall to the bathroom - I am very frightened of large chickens.
Standing by the bathroom door I busied myself with the Words-With-Friends game on my iPhone. I made the word "et," which means "and" in french. A beautiful girl came out of the the ladies restroom across the hall. She was wearing a ginormous purple sweater. When she saw me she stopped and flashed me a big friendly smile.
"Hello!" she said, "you look pretty! Would you like to go on a date with me?"
"I would," I said, "but there's this big chicken in line and I'm afraid of big chickens."
"Oh you poor thing! I'm sorry you're having to go through this. Here - I'll stand with you so
you won't get bored."
the corbomite manueverthe corbomite manuever1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“We have to try the Corbonite Maneuver,” said Captain Johnson, “It’s our only hope.”
“I thought it was ‘carbonite’,” said First Officer Ibbott.
“No, that doesn't sound right.”
“Captain?” said Communications Officer Skeels, “I just got a message from Starfleet and it’s ‘corbomite’.”
“OK, fine,” said Captain Johnson. “Who cares? The important thing is this: does anyone know what it actually is? Show of hands? Anyone?”
No one on the bridge raised their hand.
Splash!Deep inside her body there was a rumble, a circular, roaring squirt. She continued making a molehill in the ground so she could continue to hear the beautiful subterranean music, flowing, flowing.Splash!2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Soon she left and went to see her friend bonny who lived next door.
"Sup bonny?" she said.
"nm u?" said bonny.
They sat on a bridge, watching the leaves flow under. What a day! The sun was shining over the shine-limit like a jovial libertarian's smile and the perch in the stream were moving in an aesthetically pleasing manner. Nothing was wrong today. The squirt had been taken care of. Bonny jumped into the water without wanting to commit suicide, and she followed, working under a similar rationale.
They bathed, smiled, gave each other kisses. She and bonny were both fat with red hair and they let the river carry them downstream.
The two fat red haired ladies met two fat red haired men further down. the two pairs examined e