[ Aomine x Reader ] The better hero[ Aomine x Reader ] The better hero3 days ago in Short Stories
Halloween. Your favourite time of the year.
Somehow, Akashi had been persuaded to host a Halloween party at his mansion. You didn't really want to know how they managed to get him to agree, you were happy enough that there was going to be a Halloween party in the first place.
Naturally, you came as Batman. Donning the popular figure's clothes and mask, you happily made your entrace by quite literally jumping into the room.
"Have no fear, Batman is here!" you yelled in your best raspy voice.
"Good evening to you, too, (ln)-san," Kuroko greeted you. He was, unsurprisingly, dressed as a ghost.
"Who is this (ln) you speak of? I am Batman," you said, again in that faux raspy voice. Kuroko merely stared at you blankly.
Looking around the room, you saw the many team members dressed up as various things. Akashi was dressed as a vampire, Kise as a pumpkin, Midorima as a pirate, Murasakibara as Frankenstein's monster, Kagami as a werewolf, Momoi as a fairy, and - wait, no way...
Aomine was dress
FTL: Into the Nebula Tom selected the nebula and set the ships course. The ship repositioned itself and it jumped into the next sector.FTL: Into the Nebula2 days ago in Short Stories
Once they entered the nebula all the ships camera's shut down, due to particals that made up the mist like clouds that filled most of the nebula.
Now the nebulas of the galaxy are mainly inhabited by the Slugs. They're humanoid slugs with arms and they're usually the size of an average human. They're known for being devious tricksters. And it doesn't help that they've evolved to have telepathic abilities to help them better navigate their nebula home worlds.
On board the Moonstomper every thing was rather boring. In the engine room Dane was talking to a small robot, it's name had been designated as Qwerty and it helped Dane fix things around the ship.
Back in the cockpit Tom was sulking in his pilots chair. He was still upset about Ariel having yanked his briefs up his butt. And he was trying to think of a way to get revenge.
I'm in Love with the CocoI’m in Love with the CocoI'm in Love with the Coco2 days ago in Short Stories
“Now see it's my fault, angels stabbing me inside…Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time. Once I cave in, what can I fight? I can never win, my self I don't like…”
Razorback mumbled the lyrics to a half-remembered nu-metal tune as she and Third Eye made their way down winding back alleys and side streets, making it a point to avoid ones which were heavily frequented in the early A.M. Any other time this would have all the same been a brazen display of openness for the two, but at present it was nighttime. Darkness was a shroud for the pair, masking the exclusivity they held in relation to the rest of the world. From a cursory look they would merely appear to be like any other pair of vagrants unable to sleep due to a combination of paranoia and crack-cocaine induced nerves.
Of course, in reality the two wouldn’t touch anything harder than pot, but speaking of cocaine, that was in fact the reason the two were out
Bubblegum decorationsToad and Toadette came to Peach's castle to decorate upon the princess's orders. Toadette got out a pack of bubblegum.Bubblegum decorations18 hours ago in Short Stories
Toad: Ummmm, what are you doing?
Toadette: Just blowing some bubbles.
Toadette took a piece in her mouth and blew a bubble. Toad's pants puffed briefly.
Toad: Whoa! Don't do that!
Toad popped the bubble and prevented the mess to touch the floor.
Toad: We're here to decorate, not make a big pink mess.
Toadette: Got it. Let's see you paint the walls. I hear pink is all the rage, be it breast cancer awareness.
Toad: Pink? We can't use that. A rainbow of colors is a better choice, be it pants inflation awareness.
Toadette: You're just mad cause I blew up your pants.
Toad: No, I'm thinking better.
Toadette: Whatever you say.
As the two Shrooms are painting the castle, Toadettw felt a little tired.
Toadette: Phew! All this painting has made me in the need.
Toad: Ummm, don't you mean hungry?
Toadette: Not with this.
Toadette took out her bubblegum, took a piece in her mouth a
So I had to write an essay in EnglishYou are going to write a personal narrative.So I had to write an essay in English5 hours ago in Short Stories
You may have heard the expression, “Sometimes the truth hurts.” Think about a time when you spoke the truth even though you knew it might be hurtful. What was the situation? Who else was involved? How did your speaking the truth make you feel? What was the response of those to whom you spoke the truth? Write a story to relate your experience, and reflect on what you learned. Be sure to use effective technique, important descriptive details, and well-structured event sequences to show what this experience means to you.
Sometimes memories hurt despite how long ago they had happened. This one honestly brings back a few triggers. It's become very hard for me to even stomach the situation at hand without getting overly emotional about it. Sometimes, people of course can't handle the truth. Yet, in younger years you learn the phrase, "Honesty is the best policy." Or, "The truth will set you free." For me, it felt exactly the opposite o
Working the Graveyard Shiftso, I died just a couple weeks agoWorking the Graveyard Shift3 days ago in Short Stories
and have been feeling rotten ever since
it makes my skin crawl to think about it
so I've been laying low
you know how it is
I guess I'm not what I used to be
I'm falling apart
it's a very grave situation
I mean, I'm bored stiff
I'm a no body
being dead stinks...
Die Verwandlung - etwas andersAls Gregor Samsa eines Morgens aus unruhigen Träumen erwachte, fand er sich in seinem Bett zu einem ungeheuren Ungeziefer verwandelt. Er lag auf seinem panzerartig harten Rücken und sah, wenn er den Kopf ein wenig hob, seinen gewölbten, braunen, von bogenförmigen Versteifungen geteilten Bauch, auf dessen Höhe sich die Bettdecke, zum gänzlichen Niedergleiten bereit, kaum noch erhalten konnte. Seine vielen, im Vergleich zu seinem sonstigen Umfang kläglich dünnen Beine flimmerten ihm hilflos vor Augen.Die Verwandlung - etwas anders2 days ago in Short Stories
„Nicht schon wieder“, dachte er leicht genervt. Er hatte diese ständigen Verwandlungen langsam satt und hatte sich sein Leben lang nicht daran gewöhnen können. Dass etwas anders war als sonst, merkte er erst, als einzelne Sonnenstrahlen über seinen schimmernden Panzer tanzten.
Ein leiser Schreck durchfuhr ihn. Er hätte schon längst wieder ein Mensch sein müssen, die Nacht war vorbei!
Im Nebenzimmer ratter
PSI Boy Lucas tickled 3 (Smash 4)A/N:Yeah this was a long time coming, since most of my series based tickle series have three chapters (all 4 of them), not counting the Yugioh one since the second chapter was a request, so yeah time to do this series hopefully way better than the other one since they were terrible. (If any of you go to look because curiosity I apologize.). Also I'm currently working on stuff for Zelda Month (For those un-aware look up Peanut Butter Gamer he'll explain.).PSI Boy Lucas tickled 3 (Smash 4)1 day ago in Short Stories
Lucas grabbed his bags, and walked into the massive Smash Mansion, he couldn't believe he was coming back for another game or Smash.
As Lucas walked through the massive doors, he was greeted by his friend from the last game, also from the same series Ness.
"Lucas!!" Ness said rushing to give his friend a hug.
"Hey Ness been a while." Lucas said returning the hug.
"Come on!" Ness said grabbing his wrist, "Let me show you your room." Ness added dragging him over to his room not waiting for him to answer.
"O-Okay." Which wa
The Watchers.They're watching us.The Watchers.2 days ago in Short Stories
They always have, and they always will.
They're always there.
Hiding in the corners of your vision.
Lurking in the shadows.
If you try to hide, they will find you.
If you try to fight, they will kill you.
They see everything.
They can even see you through your computer.
How do I know this?
I'm one of the few who have seen them and lived.
It was a dark night two years ago.
I was in my bedroom surfing the web on my laptop, and I was searching for some pretty crazy shit.
Conspiracies, occult, the paranormal, genuine snuff, etc.
I must have attracted their attention in the process.
A bizarre sound began to emanate from my speakers.
It was a very slight, wheezing sound.
It was as if someone...or something, was breathing.
Undeterred by this strange sound, I continued my searches and stumbled upon a peculiar link.
It filled me with both fear and excitement, for it was my home address, and below it was a very disturbing message:
“Hey you, the one on the laptop at the
The Origin of OREGINL CARCTRMy name is OREGINL CARCTR and this is my story.The Origin of OREGINL CARCTR3 days ago in Short Stories
When I was born my parents were kidnapped and eaten by orangutans. Then, koala bears burned down my home village of Acjskadhfiusadhicusvk and they slaughtered my entire race of Gefmjskahdfiouash. I am immortal but I have the body of a seventeen year old. I had sex with over FOUR HUNDRED people (I'm bi). I'm a witch, I'm also the queen of a nation called Fsifuhsaiughud9ivh. My favorite band is My Chemical Romance, I actually killed myself when they broke up, but I came back to life because fuck you that's why. I'm the sexiest girl in school and I had sex with every SINGLE STUDENT IN SCHOOL! All the girls in school hate me because I had sex with them and their boyfriends. The death of my parents has haunted me since I was a small child, but everyone else loves me so it's ok. My hair is long and multi-colored and my eyes can change color based on my mood.
Art for tokotasArt for tokotas.Art for tokotas3 days ago in Short Stories
So i'm looking for a new tokota, but I don't really have the points/money to spare right now, So i will be trading art, either of your tokotas for rites/hunting/ect. or of wahtever you want really.
How much art you receive and the details of it will be determined between me and the person i decide to trade from.
What I want:
Something that isn't just a marked with accents XD I would prefer a darker base, but I will look at anything and everything.
If you are interested, please send me a link to the tokota's image and not just the geno/pheno type unless they haven't been designed yet, as well as how much art you would be expecting in exchange.
The Hunt for Steven SeagalOur hotel room was a simple, cookie cutter affair. It was reused design, seen in hundreds of hotels around the world. A kitchenette to our right, a carpeted living room in front with a dining table off to the left. Two doors on opposite sides led into two equally sized bedrooms.The Hunt for Steven Seagal8 hours ago in Short Stories
“We’re here!” I declared. I dropped my luggage and raised my hands theatrically.
Squidz, Ak, and Spider pushed past me casually, each carrying two pieces of baggage in their hands.
“When are you gonna take us somewhere nice again, Earl?” Ak asked. He surveyed the room, going from corner to corner in a square.
“Yeah, like in San Francisco!” Spider chimed in. “That was a nice hotel!”
I picked up my stuff and entered the room to the right, speaking over my shoulder so my words weren’t lost. “We don’t have money for an exquisite hotel room this time around, not like there are any ones nearby.”
Ak joined me in the right bedroom and tossed
My Strange text life:You got to be Pigeoning me!?Text(2:24pm): If hundreds of carrier pigeons are flying through college on Monday, do not panic. They will all be carrying the same message to the same person. I just need a lot of them because 99% will not know who to deliver there message to.My Strange text life:You got to be Pigeoning me!?16 hours ago in Short Stories
Text(2:26pm): (Do not panic though, you are not the receiver of this message.)
Text (2:59pm): Also "happy coming out day" 3 days early. If our leader hears about this and gets concerned, just tell him "the pigeons are friendly and a dog will be waiting for him at the library entrance with a letter telling him,'I am an innocent man until proven guilty.'"
Text (3.03pm): Ps,the message recipient is the subway sandwich cashier dude. Although we are strangers, I feel like its time he knew I'm kind of gay.:/