Realization (Loki x Avengers-ish)Loki absolutely hated his gag, his lower face already numb by the time he reached the dungeon below the palace. He hated not being able to speak or scream, especially when many of his so-called protectors surrounded him with sick grins. He hated each burning moment he was not able to call or scream for help, his body being pounded into by men much bigger and heavier than he was. He hated how months passed and he was unable to speak a single word, his body showing with uncounted children while he rotted in his own personal hell. He could do nothing but cry in agony as the same guards that had impregnated him take the children away and killed the triplets he gave birth to, wanting so desperately scream at the pain and injustice of it all. He could feel as he slipped deeper and deeper into madness, the guards more than eager to repeat the same sorry process once suspicions had been avoided and the prisoners who had seen were all killed. The man was limp on his cot as he watched the men coRealization (Loki x Avengers-ish)3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
An unfinished pieceThe grass sped past our ankles as we ran. I could feel my heart thudding against my ribs as I tried to catch up with the others. My legs slowed and I knew that by the time they had noticed how far behind I had fallen, it would be too late. I dropped to the floor, surrendering to the exhaustion that had overwhelmed my body. I glanced up to see the others still running off into the distance. Even from here I could see her bright pink hair at the front of the group bouncing around as she ran away. Jess. Just saying her name makes me smile, I’m not sure why, it could her chipper personality that manages to cheer me up every time in down or just her friendly, trusting smile that makes my heart genuinely skip a beat every time I see it. A large shadow stretched out in front of me so I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable to happen. “TAG” shouted Jack as he jabbed at my back with his fingers.An unfinished piece2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
L:ognerI samma stund som hans livlösa kropp föll ihop på marken slutade mitt hjärta att slå.L:ogner17 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
3 månader tidigare
Jag hade alltid trott att vakterna runt omkring mig fanns där för mitt bästa. För att skydda mig mot alla dem som ville göra mig illa eller på något sätt skada mig. Jag trodde att de var ett tecken på att min far älskade mig. Att han var orolig för mig och ville mitt bästa. I hela mitt liv levde jag på hans konstanta lögner. Lögner som fick mig att alltid titta mig över axeln två gånger, lögner som gjorde att jag inte litade på någon annan än honom. Han var min far. Det han sa var sanningen. Det var så det var. Lögn efter lögn och jag trodde på alltihop, varendaste ord.
När han därför sa att vakterna var för mitt eget skydd trodde jag på honom. När han sa att människorna i slottets k
I'M THE FIRE NATIOOOOOOOOOONEarthI'M THE FIRE NATIOOOOOOOOOON2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
[ ] You have close connections with nature
[ ] You don't mind getting dirty
[x] You have strong opinions on issues that concern you
[ ] You could easily survive in the wild
[/] You care about the environment (I guess :/ )
[ ] You can easily focus on your work without being distracted (Nupe XD )
[ ] You are physically strong
[ ] You rarely get depressed
[ ] You aren't afraid of anything
[ ]You prefer a strict set of rules
1 and a half/10
[x] You have a free spirit (I guess?)
[ ] You hate rules
[ ] You prefer to be out in the open rather then in a small enclosed space
[x] You hate to be restrained
[ ] You are independent and outgoing
[x] You are quite intelligent
[x] You tend to be impatient
[x] You are easily distracted
[x] You can sometimes be hyperactive and annoying
[x] You wish you could fly
[x] You are usually alone
[x] You prefer nighttime over daytime
[x] You like creepy things
A Place of PerditionI had been hosed down, stripped and thrown into a small room which was already beyond capacity. I was not expecting this. This was cruel. A cruel trick meant to tease and twist the ideals we hold dear, before being crushed and left empty. I had been told this would be a better place. A place where we could live in peace without the fear of being judged or beaten. Oh, how they were wrong. Oh, how we were all wrong. I see that now. I shuffled in a circle and edged my way through the throng of people. They were all shaved. Every man, woman and child had been shaved and clothed in a simple grey gown. They all looked identical and rudimentary. They had been cleansed. Cleansed of their identity and personality and set back to factory settings, the way God had intended before we went gallivanting around with Free Will and not realising the potential to the gift He had given us. Now here we were, back to being blank canvases. The only difference this time is that we each have a chain of regretA Place of Perdition2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sparky the DogShelby was a spoiled dog, got anything she wanted, and she had enjoyed life with his two caretakers. They were newly weds, and he noticed that they were more happy and joyful than they used to. She was a German Shepard, but one of the type of weak ones. If she were to play with a different dog, and play wrestle with other ones, she would lose easily. But overall, she was exercised and could sprint long distances, as she was more of a runner. As the woman brushes her pearl-white fur, she then tells her "We will be back, okay? We are just about to go to our honeymoon." As she shows a friendly bark, they giggle, and finally left. She then walked around the house, and went to places she wasn't allowed to explore. She was a obedient dog, this was the reason why she was able to be in the house alone. The husband was a inventor. He had 30 days worth of dog food into a container, and had the ability to pour just the right amount every day. He studied the dog a lot, to see how much she ate. SoSparky the Dog1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
One DayONE DAYOne Day2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
12:00pm. I wake up at the same time everyday. Well, the same time on the same day. The same day over and over again. January 19th 2005. The day that never ends.
It started after I had woken up in a hospital, plugged into a machine, with a massive bruise on my forehead. Apparently, according to the doctors, I had been in a coma for 3 months after a biking accident. I can remember random images such as the screeching of tyres on an icy road and the facial expression of the driver who crushed me and my bike against the cliff face. At the age of 26 I did not expect something this serious would happen to me let alone what was about to happen next. After I discharged myself I carried on the day as I normally would. Until I awoke the next day to find myself once again plugged into a machine, in a hospital, with doctors explaining what had happened. At first I thought it was a dream but when it happened several times over I started to realise what was going on. The day was going to kee
E.G.G Episode 72AND THERE CAME A DAY, A DAY UNLIKE ANY OTHER. A DAY WHERE THREE FRIENDS HAD DEALT WITH THE IMPENDING DANGER AT THEIR DOORSTEP, AND FINALLY HAD THE TIME TO DO WHAT THEY DO BEST. ON THAT DAY, E.G.G STARTED OVER.E.G.G Episode 722 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pro and Anti-Venom
“Who is he?” James asked.
“His name is Venom.” Eileen replied. She, James, and Acacia stood in the bridge of the Peak as four S.W.O.R.D agents and Agent Brand wheeled by with Venom strapped to a table.
“Didn’t you say that something like that… you know…” James hesitantly said. “Killed you?”
“That was a different Venom.” Eileen replied. “Someone named Tanner Powell wearing a symbiote. This is the original Venom, Eddie Brock, with the first symbiote, the one he got from Spider-Man.”
“What I don’t get is why they’re bringing him up here.” Acacia said. “Brock’s been secured on the Helicarrier for long time.”
Sacrifice of a NationEvery Nation had a story. A story unique to themselves, a story unlike any other Nation. Of a life before the immortality. Every Nation was born twice in their life. Fist as a human, and then as a Nation. No one knows how they are chosen. After all, there existed people in their land before them, so it was not as simple as the first human born in their territory. They knew very little of the process as well. Just why would their birth require a death? It's simple when you think about it. To gain something, you must always give something up.Sacrifice of a Nation2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wasn't sure how they ended up in his bedroom like this. Oh, who was he kidding, they always ended up in strange positions and ended up doing strange activities.
This time, Finland mused, they had ended up arranging a sleepover, because Denmark was too lazy to go home by himself, and Norway refused to leave the Finn's bed. "Too soft" was the excuse, but Finland knew he was just being lazy.
Iceland had decided to order Sweden to move the huge recli
Return of the Assassins?Return of the Assassins?3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
So if any of you guys played Batman Arkham Origins, you'll remember that "Black Mask" put a $50,000,000 bounty on Batman's head. Thus 8 of the worlds deadliest assasins (Bane, Copperhead, Deadshot, Deathstroke, Electrocutioner, Firefly, Killer Croc, and Shiva) took up the challenge and tried to take down the Batman. Unfortunately, they all fail and are quickly put behind bars (except for Shiva and Electrocutioner)
So here is the question I put to you fellow Arkham-lovers. Is it possible that Scarecrow might reach out to some of these assasins? I mean Killer Croc is a no-brainer and same with Bane, but could the others appear as well? It would certainly make for a good plot twist as we'd have Kevin Conroy's Batman face off against villans that Roger Craig Smith's Batman faced off against (Roger Craig Smith voiced Batman in Arham Origins).
Just a quick question to you guys.
E.G.G Episode 71AND THERE CAME A DAY, A DAY UNLIKE ANY OTHER. A DAY WHERE THREE FRIENDS HAD DEALT WITH THE IMPENDING DANGER AT THEIR DOORSTEP, AND FINALLY HAD THE TIME TO DO WHAT THEY DO BEST. ON THAT DAY, E.G.G STARTED OVER.E.G.G Episode 713 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“So what about me being completely hot?” Eileen asked, walking through the corridors of the Peak, Josh following right behind her. “Did you mean it?”
“No!” Josh quickly stated. “Not at all!”
“Oh, what about super hottie?”
“Girl of your dreams?”
“Sexiest woman of 2014?”
“We all know that’s Halle Berry.”
“That’s not even a real word!”
“Oh no, it is. You gave me the definition and everything. It’s when a girl is so hot that she…”
“Well I didn’t mean it! Any of it!” Josh shouted. “Anything I said about Lightstream was fake!
Advert - Last SecondThis is part of a choose your own adventure, to get the full experience start here.Advert - Last Second3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the last second you press the button, hoping that it will fix everything. The pop up disappears and the screen turns white. Within moments the light from the monitor gained a greater intensity and seemed to engulf everything. You close his eyes so as not to get blinded by it.
Once the light seems to dim you open your eyes once more and are shocked to find you are no longer in your room. This bedroom looks a swanky modern designer made rooms, with a large bed in the centre, a number of inbuilt wardrobes and one of the walls is just a window, showing a beautiful ocean view. You are still sitting but rather than having a computer on the table in front of you there are a number of mirrors shut boxes and draws.
Still confused about what just happened to you, you kind of want to explore. Do you want to have a closer look at this
Start of a Random Story!Humans, though our minds are strong, we are weak. Weak beyond what we can see, for those whose pride is tainted, shall never see the world the way it is. Yes, the world is cruel, but it is also very beautiful. The world can be very simple, if you win, you live, if you lose, you die, so thats why we must keep fighting. What exactly are you living for? For whose sake do you want to live? Your choice begins here……Start of a Random Story!4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A survival game...my mind speaks as I blink into reality, I wake up to the bright autumn sky. An orphan, thats what I am, i never knew who were my parents, and yet, I chased them through my mind. Why did they abandon me? I think of a bunch of possible reasons and laugh as I get up from my not-so-comfy bed. A dream...I sigh, it's been years since I have had those types of dreams. For longer than I can remember, I always dreamed about being someone special, some valuable, someone worth fighting for. No many how many years I have waited, nothing special has happen
Under My Wing ExcerptUnder My Wing ExcerptUnder My Wing Excerpt5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arthur lay in bed the covers wrapped around his body as he slept peacefully. The floor creaks as someone tiptoes into his room. Arthur turns over and opens his eyes slightly. The figure creeps toward the bed and sits on the edge. Arthur sits up when he realizes its Alfred.
“Alfred, is everything alright?” he asks
Alfred is staring at his lap. He is silent so Arthur moves closer to him.
“Come on, you know you can tell me anything” he says rubbing the young boys arm
“I want to apologize” Alfred mumbles
“Apologize, for what?” Arthur asks astonished
“I’ve been nothing but a burden since I met you and I want to apologize”
Arthur can see tears building in Alfreds eyes. He pulls him into a gentle hug and begins rubbing circles into his back.
“Alfred, you’re not a burden” he says in a soft voice “I like having you around”
Alfred sniffs and chokes out a sob. He wraps his arms a
Postmodern Pygmalion, Part 13Postmodern Pygmalion, Part 13Postmodern Pygmalion, Part 136 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
‘It’s really wonderful,’ Sharon said facing the sky with the horizon turning red as the Sun was going down. Its rays painted red the white clouds as well. Below the balcony was a dense, green forest on a hill and over the hill was the small town of Aphroditia.
‘You see, I didn’t lie to you,’ the doctor responded with satisfaction. Sharon was sitting in her wheelchair and he was sitting in a chair by the other side of a table.
‘Yes, it’s worth to see. Thank you for showing it for me,’ Sharon expressed her satisfaction.
She was talking to the doc but she was still facing to the sunset because she couldn’t turn her casted body toward him. Pete though, it was a strange conversation situation as he wasn’t able to see her face but only her profile and the hard bandages hiding most of her head.
Wearing double shoulder spica, she wasn’t able to drive her wheelchair so Peter had to push it here
Hors saisonEntre l'Hiver et l'Automne, il erre. À travers deux saisons il erre. À travers deux temps, il se perd. Dans le brouillard il cherche à tâtons un chemin vers le lendemain, pour réintégrer un lieu où le temps passe. Il est tombé ici comme une feuille qu'une brise écrasa sur le sol s'en suivant du déluge de l'humidité qui l'étouffa dans son étaux, l'emprisonnant à jamais. Ici, il fut conduit par le souffle de sa voix qui lui souffla sa fin, la voix de sa princesse-sorcière qui le damna à errer éconduit d'amour, écrasé par son souffle, emprisonné par le déluge de ses larmes.Hors saison6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the mall with no pantsI knew it was a mall cause we had been walking around for a very long time, but there seemed to be no existence outside this store. A couple of my best friends and my boyfriend entered into a clothing shop. Something was definitely off however. Never have I seen my boyfriend so interested in jewelry before. He was holding up a necklace, studying it intently. I shook my head and then turned away for someone called me over to the other side of this small shop. "Hey you! Over here!" I noticed the walls were white and pink with glass displays holding different items. Definitely was a girls clothing store. The clerk was an older lady in her 40s with long straight brown hair pulled back into a point tail. She asked me if I would like some help. I told her I was fine and proceeded to walk over to a bunch of winter leggings. I thought I would try some on, so I started taking off my pants right there. I picked out some leggings to try and I heardAt the mall with no pants7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once Upon a Devilish DreamI walked into the lunch room of my high school. It was study hall time. The room was stark white like a heavenly scene, but quiet like a funeral home. Two people graced the back of the giant room, concentrating on whatever homework they had. I could not see their faces nor did I care. I was holding all five of my books in front of me as well as a full backpack on my back. I decided to sit down at the nearest round table to start my work. I put my books on the table and placed my backpack on the floor to my left side.Once Upon a Devilish Dream8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I unzipped the backpack and took out my laptop. I opened my laptop and turned it on, however it did not respond. I remembered I’d forgotten to back up my computer and started to panic a little remembering that all of my files were on that computer, including an almost finished book report. I touched the keyboard of my computer and the keys started falling out of it like brittle paper. I could hear pieces fa
Advert - Curiosity This is part of a choose your own adventure, to get the full experience start here.Advert - Curiosity4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Curious, you decide to click the link, at which point the pop up disappears and opens a new web page, which starts to load. You wonder what the link does, hoping that you’re not going to get a virus out of doing this admittedly stupid act.
As you wait for it to come up, you hear the doorbell of your house sound. You are about to get up to go see who it is when the page finishes loading. Do you look at the page first, or go see who’s at the door?
.:One Mint Julep:. Prologue The air had been freezing for what the forecast said. “...chilly, winds gusting up to thirty miles an hour...” was unfortunately vague for a pony like Mint Julep, circumnavigator extraordinaire. Being in the sky for hours with no reliable forecast was not only frustrating but also dangerous, as gusts could be as unpredictable as an eight year old with fireworks. Plus standing in wind near a weather station and soaring a mile in the sky was a horse of a different colour, so to speak..:One Mint Julep:. Prologue 7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nevertheless, Mint Julep having flown in large circles for the entire evening was growing tired, both in mind and body, and could use a refresher. She hovered for a minute while observing the sky around her. Clear skies were ahead of her, with a waning moon now glowing with the contrast of the darkened day. She looked below to a snow covered town, with few lights on. There was a dim light surrounding the building below her.