DoTW: Trials of Nature Part III (Samwell x Echo)EchoDoTW: Trials of Nature Part III (Samwell x Echo)15 hours ago in Short Stories
Echo’s heart was racing as she searched the pup for signs of life. Flashbacks of Mother’s last moments began to spark through her mind and suddenly she wasn’t sure if she was trying to save a pup or her mother. Reality became muddled with memory and she could feel the sting of tears in her eyes as she grew desperate to not lose her mother a second time.
Then her heart stopped as she froze. There. Was that? Yes, it was. The faintest movement under the pup’s fur. The smallest of heartbeats. She blinked, snapping back to reality. The pup had a heartbeat, though weak. He was alive! Echo gave a shaky breath of relief as Sam approached. “He’s alive.” She breathed as he turned the pup away and started working to try and get the water out of the pup’s airways. They still had to get him breathing or he wouldn’t be alive for much longer.
Already growing protective of the pup, Echo tried to take a step closer to see if Sam w
Posh Frocks and Cocktail SticksPOSH FROCKS AND COCKTAIL STICKSPosh Frocks and Cocktail Sticks21 hours ago in Short Stories
An Anna Pendragon story
By John Paul Dodds
“Just smile?! What do you mean 'Just Smile”, I hissed as loudly as I dared, hoping the microphone would pick up my irritation. “I feel like an extra in a bloody James Bond movie. Morgainne? ...Morgainne!”. My voice went up an octave in panic when he didn't answer.
“Sorry. His voice came through the earpiece I was wearing after a couple of seconds. “Who's James Bond?”.
I actually spluttered, quickly hiding it behind my drink and almost stabbing myself in the eye with the cocktail stick for my troubles.
Then he laughed. It was a warm, charismatic sound, like his voice as a whole.
“Bastard”, I mouthed into my drink. But I was smiling all the same. The smile in his voice was infectious. And for a minute, I forgot how nervous I was.
“Your mission, Anna. Should you choose to accept it.
Twice Again: PrologueTwice Again: Prologue9 hours ago in Short Stories
Loki kinda wanted to go home.
He banished the thought - out of sight, and out of mind - before it can take root and blossom in his turmoiled thoughts. Perhaps the green monstrosity had hit him too hard, if he was missing "home" - wherever that was. Asgard? Where the Aesir looked at him with poison in their eyes and spoke to him with venom on their lips? Jotunheim? Whose king he had stabbed squarely in the back, who would welcome him with no less than a cold death?
Back to the present, Laufeyson. Focus. Loki bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. Focus.
Today hadn't really gone the way he had planned. He would give the Avengers that much credit - and nothing more, of course. Instead of sitting on a large, golden throne, with all the mortals clamouring to kiss at his feet, Loki found himself... Well. Where should he start? With his still-smarting back pressed painfully against the wall? With the arrow nocked and ready, aimed at his eye? With the scepter - with HIS scepter - firmly claspe
Trael Realizes The Cost of Love It had been months since Trael had come to Autumn Creek and had that horrific run-in with the bee. Valentine's Day was approaching rather swiftly and he refused to spend another one alone in his drafty stall when he could easily be snuggling up with a loved one. The problem wasn't that he was unlikable; no, plenty of mares seemed to like him. Unfortunately, he was too blind to see that for he had his sights set on only one mare, the one he had tried to court before. With a sigh, he realized that if he wanted her to be his this time, he'd have to make big plans, and make sure no bees got in his way.Trael Realizes The Cost of Love18 hours ago in Short Stories
He spent hours trying to devise the perfect plan, watching his choice mare to see her interests. When the plan was ready, he took a deep breath before writing out a note. It read,
You're my sun, you light up my world. You're my moon, you give me hope. You mean so much to me it hurts. If you feel the
The Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 03“Be with me please.” She asked as I walked back over to the table. More farts rumbled out of her ass, spewing forth more toxic gas with each rip, my sister couldn’t be contained. She continued farting for another minute like that before there was a relative calm. By this point my mind was off the game, her gas had become something else entirely and then she asked me to feel her stomach. I felt it through her shirt and it was enough to feel the bubbling go on inside. It was a cauldron of gastric juices brewing up something incredibly powerful as she looked at me with some concern in her voice. My sister was feeling rather giddy earlier about her gas but now she had a look that signaled something big was about to happen.The Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 0317 hours ago in Short Stories
“I’m sorry.” She apologized before she sunk her head into one of the couch cushions and pushed deep on her bowels to prepare for the bomb, her other farts had been mere appetizers to what left her ass next.
i am an avenger chapter 2"So, Mr. Pym-"i am an avenger chapter 218 hours ago in Short Stories
"Call me Hank." Hank interrupted.
"Yes, sir. So, as I was saying, why did you want ME on the team? I mean, I am just a kid." I asked, pointing to myself.
"Well, you are very confident, and you are strange. We like strange." He answered.
"Actually, I hate strange." Iron Man walked up.
"Okay, then don't make eye contact, Mr. Stark." I explained.
"It's Tony, and I never make eye contact." He said with one of his famous smiles.
"Your smiles don't work on me. I have been through TO much." I mumbled.
"You know what I need to talk to Clint." Hank said and walked away.
"Haven't been through more than me. I can tell you that." He stopped.
"Really? Wanna prove that?" I smirked.
"Yeah, I've fought GLACTUS." He thought he won it.
"I've fought the Earth Goddess herself, Gaea." I crossed my arms.
"I've saved the world."
"I've saved the world twice."
"Three times." He knew he'd won.
"I fought 2 gods, flown on a warship, walked through Tartarus, lost my sister, and fought in 2 wars." I
RoM: Taking on NanukNanuk, polar bears, whatever you wanted to call the great ice giants it was hard to forget just how dangerous the creatures were. More than once in recent times they had attacked lone explorers and hunters. They were not a creature to be taken lightly – swift and deadly killers either on land or in the sea. The most recent attack of these creatures had the locals in uproar, and now the need to deal with this problem was dire. Talks in the town had come up with numerous solutions – find a way to scare them off, set sentries and ensure that people were educated on the dangers of venturing out alone. But one solution had proven more popular that others – to reduce the numbers in the area by asking tokota handlers to help.RoM: Taking on Nanuk7 hours ago in Short Stories
It was a beautiful night, the dark sky glistened with a thousand stars and the moon cast a soft, silvery light upon the earth. The soft snow on the ground seemed to glow and none could deny the beauty. The only thing which might have made it more perfec
Why Humans Shouldn't Mess With FaeThe two boys laughed, their brown eyes dark and lifeless even as they guffawed.Why Humans Shouldn't Mess With Fae10 hours ago in Short Stories
“Yeah, bitch, get back in the kitchen and make me a sandwich,” the second of the boys echoed, tapping his friend on the shoulder and gesturing at the soft, darkly colored girl. She continued playing her violin as she sat on the park bench.
“You ignoring us?” the first boy shouted, grinning like he’d won.
“I certainly am,” the girl said, her oaken skin shifting over her bones as her violin let out a beautiful noise. It was a shame, really, that the boys couldn’t appreciate the ethereal beauty of her strings.
“Oh, you think you’re hot shit, huh little bitch?” the second one shouted, emboldened by his companion.
“I just don’t think you’re worth the time,” she said, standing up, her violin still singing, a little faster now. She knew the boys’ egos would take a blow at her words. She hoped it would push them into com
Reign of Terror.Reign of Terror.15 hours ago in Short Stories
You're just a little toy.
There is no hiding from what you really are.
There is no denying that you are just a pawn.
Even in his world.
Danni shot up, clutching her head as she frantically tried to catch her breath.
She could still hear that haunting voice in the back of her head, whispering horrible things.
Just constant reminders of the path she once walked in order to survive.
She whimpered softly, trying to fight back the sobs that were caught in her throat.
And all that could cross her mind was,
c... where are you?
You know that he'll never be yours, little elf.
No matter how tightly you cling or how much you love him.
There is no hiding from the truth that he is not yours.
He's just stringing you along, using y
Morning after the stormThe sun rising up over the houses lining the street, blue toned snow clashing against light yellow light. An old but strong tree bending under the weight of snow clinging heavily to it's branches making them dip towards the ground though no where close enough to making contact. From the tips of each branch frozen water glistens; dangling almost like beads in pairs of 2 capturing, and refracting the sunlight ever so brightly making them shine like crystal beading. It truly a beautiful sight.Morning after the storm6 hours ago in Short Stories
FrustrationI’m so sick of it.Frustration58 minutes ago in Short Stories
“You don’t live for yourself, do you get it? You just don’t.”
Then why? Why do I live? I live for nothing, that’s it. You just don’t dare say this to my face. You coward.
“Can’t you see? You think you’re so special, but if you keep acting like that, you’ll be completely alone soon.”
I raise my empty eyes and look at him. Shit, what do you know? How dare you think you know what I’m thinking?
You don’t know me at all.
“I already am. There will be no difference.”
Go to hell.
Electric's Third BirthdaySLAP!!Electric's Third Birthday14 hours ago in Short Stories
It worried Maia that this was the second time in three days that she slapped someone, though the first person was Cameron, it was on the hand, and he had just touched her afro without consent. Plus, Cameron’s real.
The second person wasn’t as real, her hand connected with his face, and he had just pinched her rear.
“I swear to God I will freaking kill you,” Maia said to Electric, who didn’t look the slightest bit phased from the slap.
He smirked. “What? It was too big a target to ignore.”
He was so lucky that that statement was a compliment nowadays.
“For crying out loud, I’m just cutting to the chase with you. Birthday—”
“—Present, you pervert. Just get on…” She paled. “…the…” Electric’s smirk became wider. “…couch…” Electric opened his mouth, and Maia snapped her fingers before pointing at him.
PoisonIn the odd world, a place known as Wonderland, in the odd country with no name, the sun was setting. In a small area, a clearing in a large and wild forest, sat a small boy. He had dark brown hair, and mismatched eyes that matched markings covering his child-like face. His eyes were red, probably from crying, and he seemed to be shaking. In his hands, he held a small vial, filled with a dark fluid. Wiping his eyes, he stared at the vial, fear and sadness in his eyes.Poison16 hours ago in Short Stories
Looking closer, there were bruises barely showing on his neck and face, as well as blood splattered on his outfit.
"S-shou Luzino..." He croaked out, tears coming to his eyes again. "Lavious L-Luzino..." He said, his voice cracking as he spoke, he seemed to be listing names. "J-jynx Decei..." He shook more now, tears beginning to spill down his face. He had to stop himself as he was slowly beginning to get louder and more broken as he sobbed. As he sobbed, he regarded the vial in his hands. It was a gift he had received fr
Honey Badger TheoryTo this day, it puzzles me greatly. How is this animal so fierce and fearless? How could this one creature take on beasts three times his height? Does it come from ambition? Is it a belief in immortality? Well, it’s just as shaky as my other theories before, but I have a speculation that may answer why the Honey Badger is so fearless.Honey Badger Theory18 hours ago in Short Stories
The animals of the world hurried onto the ark in a frightened stampede. They knew of the impending, watery doom that was to come.
“Single file, everyone!” Noah shouted to the mass. “Remain calm!”
He knew the end was nigh, as did his family. The Creator had judged humanity and, based on the actions of a small group of humans who committed atrocious misdeeds, decided to end all of mankind.
“Let us see:” Noah stated, surveying the animals and checking off various names on his list. “Elephants, giraffes, lions, tigers, bears…oh my!”
He suddenly dropped his list and raced towards the bough of t
KurandoHe felt exhausted as he let himself fall onto the wooden bench.Kurando1 day ago in Short Stories
His day was filled with not much else than learning and training and right now Kurando felt sick of it. Everyone was always telling him how much they admired his dedication and hard work and how much he remindet them of his father.
His father... The man whos face he could no longer remember.
Kurando was too young when Kiheita Inugami had left his family to follow his duty and he hadn't returned till this day. There was no letter, no massage or any sign that he was still alive but nothing against that either. The young swordsman knew that there had to be something his mother knew but he didn't dare to ask.
„It is late, Kurando. What are you still doing out here?“
His mother sat next to him. As always Saki w
The Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 02DING DONG!The Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 0217 hours ago in Short Stories
“I’ll get it!” My sister’s voice echoed out as I slowly opened up my eyes, a daze had filled my mind as I looked around and saw the last part of the halftime show on the TV screen. I looked around and noticed the smell of my sister’s farting was still around, but was subdued from what had attacked me. I was surprised to see that I was sitting back in my normal seat, but considering that she was bigger than me I thought she had carried me. I rubbed my eyes as I touched my nose, still warm from the burning hot egg gas that my sister had deposited on me. She was certainly at a level where I could not smell every fart to leave her ass today. As I got up I thought about that for a moment, I was happy that I could not smell everyone at point blank today, it filled me with pride.
“Yeah, sorry about that smell, here’s a tip for you.” I heard my sister in the background as I heard the door close up behind her. I felt her footsteps on th
FWP Chapter 3Chapter Three- The First DateFWP Chapter 313 hours ago in Short Stories
It's been three days since I told her and asked her to go on a date with me. Three long days. But it's been worth it. Or, at least, I hope it will be. Who am I kidding? I know it'll be worth it. If I had never met Canary, my life would be empty. And I'd be almost alone in this world. At least I'd have Lulu and Mom.
It's all I think about while I button up my grey button down, ha, button up my button down, funny, and then run my fingers through my still somewhat damp curls. I sigh softly and roll my shoulders before grabbing my wallet and shoving it into my pocket, then take my usual route down the stairs. Sliding down the railing, as always, is the best thing in the world for wet hair. I grin as I reach the bottom and walk into the kitchen, over to my mother, who's leaning with her elbows on the counter and rubbing her tired eyes. She stops when she gets a glimpse of me, sitting up and smiling softly. "Crimson," she says, walking over to meet
PKMNSkies: Winter Weather BluesNow Kamala understood why her family went to the Orange Islands every winter. This was horrible. The seeds on her back were getting black spots from lack of sun light, her tail had dark patches of brittle brown that had to be picked off, and the cold was worse than she thought. Even with her warm weather gear the Sceptile struggled to go out and be social. If it hadn’t been for Asuka coming over to help her unpack she never would have found the necessary items to make this weather more bearable.PKMNSkies: Winter Weather Blues1 day ago in Short Stories
Still Kamala wasn’t one to complain. Whenever she had company come by she did her best to force a smile and not betray how much it hurt to have a handshake or a pat on the back. Mostly the Sceptile stayed inside.
She took this time to catch up on mail. Her cousins and family had been writing her near constantly, wondering how she was fairing in the winter ‘wonderland’ she was in. The letters from her parents and brothers hinted at their worry, but she always did her best
TBBT meets the avengers chapter 1I walked down the streets of California. Finally I found an apartment building and smiled.TBBT meets the avengers chapter 116 hours ago in Short Stories
'I have enough money.' I thought.
I walked up to the counter and a man asked for rent and told me which room I would be in. I nodded and zoomed upstairs to see my new room.
"Wow, I love it." I smiled as it had a T.V. that had a note on it that said. "I will pay for cable.'
I settled down and walked over to the neighbor's apartment.
*Knock. Knock. Knock.*
A blonde answered the door.
"Oh, hello sweetie. Who are you?" She smiled.
"My name's Grace." I held out my hand and she shook it.
"My name's Penny. I don't know many kids that would talk that proudly to a stranger." She said.
"I'm not a normal kid." I whispered to myself.
"Wanna come in?" She laughed.
"Sure." I walked in.
"Nice place. I wish I could afford this." I whispered.
"Where are your parents." She asked.
My expression darkened. "They're dead."
"I'm so sorry." She rubbed my shoulder kindly.
"No problem." I mumbled.
I walked around and aske