Writers Block (LokiXReader) OneShotWriters Block (LokiXReader) OneShot5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Gods be damned!" (F/N) shouted while slamming her fists into her table. "I can't think of bloody anythin'!" Yes she was angry and for good reason to. As hard as she tried, which was surprisingly very hard, the woman couldn't come up with a dastardly name. Now she needed one very badly actually because her publishing deadline was only a day away. The book she was writing was a phenomenal romance, action, fantasy, historical, well it was something. But one thing was missing and that was a good villains name, and no story can succeed if the purposely hateable(?) character has a crappy name, no offense Hunger Games fans. Still with all of her struggles (F/N)'s book would go unfinished if she was unable to fathom a believable name.
Perhaps Grimm or Drex she would think but no, all if those were horrible for her character. Maybe the novel was just not meant to be?
"What is all of your infernal shouting about woman?" Though the question was said in a
''Worst excuse ever...''Erhard Muller also known as CR-S01 of Resurgam First Care had seen a lot of odd things in his life. From becoming a convict temporarily to now being a free man, to fighting deadly diseases and saving dozens of lives…''Worst excuse ever...''3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
But this transfer was taking the cake he decided.
“It’ll be good for you! This doctor needs experience and you need experience out of the hospital!” The chief had told him.
“It’ll be fun.” His coworkers had said.
He wondered if they saw what he was dealing with right now they’d say it would be fun.
Because Erhard was wondering just who was going to set him off.
The town he was in was called New Domino City, the hospital he was working at one of the better ones but the odd injuries he received almost daily to treat were just bizarre. Including the excuses.
“So… You told him no… And he stabbed you…” Erhard stated slowly as he tried to comprehend what his latest patient was telling him. “For a
Until It's Gone - Part Two“Perry the platypus!”Until It's Gone - Part Two4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Perry jerked himself awake.
“That’s really rude, you know.” Doofenshmirtz snapped. “You don’t even bother to show up for the last couple days, you don’t even apologize when you get here, and then you go and fall asleep.”
“Are you into some new girlfriend or something? I know all the signs, Perry the platypus.” Doofenshmirtz said. “Especially that being tired one. You clearly got no sleep last night.”
“I bet you two were too busy watching some sappy romantic comedy together.” Doofenshmirtz taunted. “Are you gonna become a softie, Perry the platypus? Are you gonna start wearing flowers in your hat brim and…”
Perry tried to squeeze out of his trap.
“I don’t know why I even bothered to trap you in that old toilet seat cover.” Doofenshmirtz sighed. “I was too sad to even think up a scheme today.”
Welcome Baby Dillon Carter 7/04/15Demi smiled, “Go Jeremy”Welcome Baby Dillon Carter 7/04/152 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“But Dillon will be due soon, I want to be close” Jeremy kissed her hand, since it hit July all he wanted to do was stay close to Demi since Dillon will be born soon, especially since there was no one to watch her, well except her mother, who tended to sleep during the days to work her night ship.
“Jeremy you have a few weeks” Demi smiled, “Go to Work”
Jeremy pouted and kissed her softly then walked out the door. Demi giggled and closed the door softly, waiting by the door hearing a knock. Demi smiled and opened the door again, Aubree hugged her and whined how much he had missed Demi so so much, even though they Skype yesterday, and probably text 24/7. But Demi smiled and hugged back.
Grey hugged Demi to, and told her how he kinda missed her to. She smiled and hugged back, but the biggest hug came from Ariel, she picked her up and did a cuddle/hug thing. Which Demi laughed and smiled. He set her down and Dem
Dino Doom As a hypochondriac, Philip Jackson spent a lot of his life in terror of the various horrible ways he was going to die. Despite his sheer dedication to contemplating the end of his days, Phil wasn’t imaginative enough to expect this.Dino Doom5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phil was stuck in a dino. It wasn’t even a proper dinosaur, so no one could say he went out Jurassic Park style, in some reality defying science fiction scenario. It was an animatronic monster and it smelled like roasted feet.
The first few hours were rough. Phil panicked when he woke up in the dark, only calming down when he smacked his head on a dino-intestinal support beam and blacked out. When he woke up again he took a lot of deep breaths and tried to “Think it through.” This involved him frantically searching for his phone, screaming his throat raw when he couldn’t find it, and then giving up all at once
Phil found a somewhat comfor
True Canadian Facts-This fact list is not available in your country.True Canadian Facts5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Canada only exists because it’s fun to sit on America.
-In Canada, Jay Z is called Jay Zed.
-Peter Mansbridge is Canada’s most popular male pornstar name.
-Our national animal is the Bieber.
-Our national currency consists of coins, paper bills, and small containers of maple syrup.
-Canada’s leading export is smugness about how we’re not as bad as the United States.
-Toronto has two giant dicks. One of them is the CN Tower. The other is the mayor.*
-To declare a thumb war in Canada, one must first get permission from the Queen.
-At any given time, Canada contains more Timbits than people.
-Stephen Harper is actually a robotics experiment that went horribly, horribly wrong.
-The double-double is actually a coffee experiment that went horribly, horribly right.
-Quebec is the only province powered entirely by spite.
-Alberta’s leading export is oil. The Territories’ leading export is d
A Chatty Wise Owl Once Told Me...A Once Wise Owl spent all his nights writing wise words,A Chatty Wise Owl Once Told Me...4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
and all his days dreaming up wise words,
until he realised - too late - that he'd spent so much time
inventing wisdoms that he left no time to implement his own wisery.
He is remembered to this day as A Very Foolish, Unwise Owl.
Just a Childhood Hating Parody: Three Little PigsOriginally posted on Fanfiction.net on 3/3/2013Just a Childhood Hating Parody: Three Little Pigs1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Just a Childhood Hating Parody presents: The Three Little Pigs.
Once upon a time; why does every fairy story start with ‘Once upon a time’? Does it mean that this takes place in the past? Why not the present? Is there anything wrong with the present? Are people just too much about nostalgia to focus on the present?
Sure I enjoy nostalgia, but there is always a limit. I’m talking to you Nintendo! Well you do that nostalgia stuff with your newer games, but not with your virtual consoles. You have a small selection of N64 games. I know you can’t have Banjo Kazooie, Conker’s Bad Fur Day, or Jet Force Genimi (Damn it Microsoft); but there are plenty of others. You still own Donkey Kong 64.
Also why did you only add Mario Party 2 from the series? There’s nothing wrong with the game, but where are the rest? Heck, where’s the FIRST? Seriously, you started with the second, but not the first?!
Maybe I Could Stop by Next TimeStoping, Staring, Thinking thoughts that were there to eat my time like a parasite that kills it's host, i knew they were there.. killing me, but iMaybe I Could Stop by Next Time3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Didn't mind, i kinda liked it, actually thinking about it made me happy.. dying, thinking about nothing else but my thoughts, maybe i could get stuck
on limbo, who knows.. i feel selfish for thinking about my thought, it's like being in a art gallery and not looking at the paintings, instead i was just
standing there imagining how it would be to paint one of my own.
Such slippery thoughts that they could almost fall off my mind...
That appartment that i looked opon everyday, just sitting on a bench the read across looking at it, thinking of how it would be inside of that
building, i know it may sound strange.. but maybe because it is, but being there on that cloudy cold day, on that bench always gave me a good
sensation, wearing my hoodie and my gloves, looking at the cars running by always so fast, but eventually they always stopped on the
ERB: Joe and Grace vs Ticci Toby and Slenderman EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORYYY!!!ERB: Joe and Grace vs Ticci Toby and Slenderman 4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
JOE AND GRACE!!!
TICCI TOBY AND SLENDERMAANNNN!!!
We got a twitching kid
and a mannequin in a suit.
Our rhymes are spit so hot
your covered in soot.
Now stop the static
before we give you the boot.
Come on Joe,
we can beat these morons.
That's right, sweetheart.
Because our rhymes
roll faster than
a Legend Of Zelda
I may not be allowed to watch Harry Potter,
but when rapping against us,
Joe & Grace:
Your jumping into hot water!
You think we're scared
of an overweight child of a man
And a g-girl obsessed with a stupid emo band?
You can't even be called a couple.
Grace, why can't you just hold his hand?
I'm way scarier than anything Deat
With the GrainHair straightened, mascara and eyeliner on, and leaving an empty bowl of hastily eaten raisin bran on the table, she hastily snatched her briefcase and headed for the front door. But right after crossing the threshold she suddenly paused‒she was forgetting something. Letting out a sigh, she closed the door, threw her briefcase on the couch and plodded to her bathroom sink. Throwing on the hot water while lathering her boar-hair brush with the all too-familiar smell of mentholated soap, her muscles did the thinking as they deftly cloaked her cheek and upper neck in lukewarm suds.With the Grain1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
As she passed her safety razor over her face she listened intently for the barely audible *tik* sounds. An occasional blonde hair that three thousand dollars worth of laser had pardoned, a singular whisker, mere specters of a wild brown goatee that she had learned to tame a long time ago. She could count the hairs on her face, not that anyone would be able to notice them or anything. Hell, even her
WTA Entry 7 - This is the last entry I swear"AAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKK!! What is this!? What is that!? I HATE THAT!!"WTA Entry 7 - This is the last entry I swear5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"DON'T YOU COO ME, WHAT IS THAT!?"
"Coo." The Luzon Bleeding Heart pigeon hopped forward, kicking the eight-legged-thingamajig nearer to Feathered Rose.
The fox pond screamed and ran five feet back. "BLEEDING HEART, WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!? STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"
"Coo." Bleeding Heart pecked at the tiny creature and tried to shake it off when it stuck to his beak. Rose was sweating uncontrollably at the sight of that...that thing, that horrible, horrible thing. What the heck is that supposed to be, anyway?
"You have five seconds to get rid of that thing or else I'm disowning you! Five...!"
Feathered Rose forced herself to yell out the last number, but when she continued looking at Bleeding Heart trying to ignore the creature on his beak, she slumped and let out an exasperated sigh. "Darn you, you Luzon pigeon."
Being Parents“Shh…” The blonde female bounced slightly, in a calming manner. In her arms held a wailing girl, her cries echoing around the room. Slagikal just couldn’t figure out what the problem was. Laini had rejected her pacifier, even after her mother dipped it in cheesecake. She pushed all her favorite foods away when she was seated in her high chair and no drink satisfied her tears. Her loving father, Jake had tried to cheer her up but her wailing never decreased. Jake ended up dealing with James who was throwing a fit because he wasn’t able to have more strawberries.Being Parents1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laini wouldn’t fall asleep, she screamed and bounced when put in her crib, and she was just so… No one knew…
“Ugh…” Laini sniffled, through her tears, she was trying to say something. “I can’t understand when you’re crying, Laini…” Slagi murmured.
“W-Wamiii…”Laini wailed. “Wunle Wami wune…” She whin
SCARE STORI - the dooshe with the knife comes thruone day I waz argung with my mom nd she RELLY pissed me off an so I ran to my rom and screamd "UCGH I WISH SHE WOULD JUST DIE!!!" but then I herd a screm and I ran to th living rom and she was stab to deth! But then standing over her was a scare boy with black eys and and a BIG nife and he sad "i am dooshe................your welcom" and jumped out th window!! it WAS SCARE!!!!SCARE STORI - the dooshe with the knife comes thru2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Strange things have happened...The cat stared at me. "WOOF! WOOF!" it yelled. I fell out of my chair and noticed that my porcelain doll had shattered into a million pieces. Slowly, so slowly that it happened in one second, a hole appeared in the floor. The alien crawled out of the hole and smacked me in the head with its pet cookie. "Bad girl!"Strange things have happened...5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Geez, sorry." I replied. My neighbor picked up a crowbar and whacked the alien back into the hole. "OW!" screeched the cat.
That darn cat.
Prompt 23 - SugarPrompt 23—SugarPrompt 23 - Sugar15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pour some sugar on me! In the name of—
Wait, hold on. That’s plagiarism
um . . .
Add 1 cup Brown Sugar and 1 cup Cane Sugar to mixture. Stir until—
No no no no no. This is a recipe for something
Let’s see . . .
It’s surprisingly difficult to write about sugar
You’d think it would be easy considering all the uses of ‘sugar’
“Come here, sweetie. Give Grandma some sugar”
“. . . sugar and spice and everything nice” how does that one start?
I don’t know. There are probably more
But who cares?
It tastes delicious and that’s what counts
An Early Morning MeetingA short girl at around her mid-teens with black hair and electric blue streaks who wore a black hooded jacket to hide her face with despite the glowing electric blue eyes that shown through the shadows and a pair of gray cargo pants sat on a bench on the early dark hours of the morning. Sitting beside her is a boy around her age with brown- almost black- neck length hair who wore a gray shirt and jean pants.An Early Morning Meeting3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alam mo, nakakaaliw yung mga kasapi natin ngayon.(1)" The boy said.
"Hmm... Bakit naman, Bayoa?(2)" The girl asked out of curiosity, turning to her friend.
"Ngayong wala ka na biglang gusto nilang bumalik ka sa grupo namin. Piling kasi nila na wala na yung pagkatakot ng mga tao sa amin kumpara dati nung kasama ka namin.(3)" The boy who was apparently named Bayoa said with an amused face. "Isn't that ironic, Dani?"
Dani's expression barely darkened but she cracked a smile. "Ang kapal naman ng mga mukha nila.(4)" She chuckled. "Sila-sila lang naman din yung mga rason kung bakit u
Miss Shrek and The Publication Manual of the APATake your hands out of your pockets. Get your mouth open. Get it off your chest. Don't forget to breathe, unless you want to die. Keep you eyes on the prize, and off the floor. It's impolite to stare. Tap, tap, tap, tap. I could go for my water about now. How much do shrinks make for forcing those smug smiles onto their faces? Tap, tap, tap. Maybe if I look up now over my glasses I can intimidate her. Oh crap, she's already looking at me. Abort mission. Black, white, black, white. It's a tacky layout and it smells in here. Would she get anxious if I cleared my throat? Oh, doesn't look effective.Miss Shrek and The Publication Manual of the APA1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every minute passing is an hour, and it'll be 60 hours before this is over. Tap, tap.
"Miss, could you please respond so I don't have to ask again?"
What does she expect, to poke a hole in me with her eyes and all this information will come out? Teenagers are complicated creatures, I hope she knows that. Does she see anyone I know? Does she tell her family about these creepy kids at work, even
Looking for TokotaI've been watching Tokotas for a while and i'm finally ready to get my own.Looking for Tokota1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
What I'm looking for:
I'm willing to pay the most for a tawny with grey, though I will be looking at all phenotypes, so feel free to offer whatever you have. I don't need any advancement what-so-ever and I'm not looking for anything super rare at the moment.
I would prefer not to set up a breeding, but for the right price i will do it.
What I'm willing to pay:
Up to 500 and/or two full pieces of art to go towards you advancement or just to sit around and look pretty.
If interested, send me the info and let me know what you are wanting in return.
The Queen, the Kettle, and the Lion with the YachtA QUEEN lived in a HOUSE with a MOUSE. She put the KETTLE on, got her JELLY from the fridge, and put a dollop of ICE CREAM on top.The Queen, the Kettle, and the Lion with the Yacht5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, a ROCKET landed in her back garden, and out climbed a LION with an UMBRELLA in its mouth. "I've lost my YACHT," he said. "It was raining APPLES, and it flew away on a BALLOON. Now my SOCK is wet," he said.
A little GIRL walked by, with a CATERPILLER in her hand, playing a song on a VIOLIN. "I saw it next to a giant TREE," she said. "It was taken by a DUCK, and his friend the ribbety FROG."
So they sent their neighbour ZEBRA with a juicy ORANGE, to see the wise old PIG and his fortune EGG. "Take this [egg] to the duck's NEST," he said, playing his XYLOPHONE with a WATCH on his trotter, "and you will get your boat back."
And so they did - and they lived happily ever after.
Kuroshitsuji online chat episode 1Hello and welcome to Kuroshitsuji (black butler) online chat! Have you ever wondered what would happen if you gave all the characters laptops and told them to get on with it? Well now you can see what happens!Kuroshitsuji online chat episode 139 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
OneHellOf_aButler logged in
TheOneAndOnlyPhantomhive logged in
OneHellOf_aButler: Well hello Master, what a pleasant surprise to see you on here
TheOneAndOnlyPhantomhive: Oh whatever Sebastian, why are you online? You’re meant to be working!
OneHellOf_aButler: Well I have already finished cleaning the manor and I figured I would have some time on the internet…
TheOneAndOnlyPhantomhive: hm.. Well if you say so… But if I even see one speck of dust then no-
ThePlatesWereChippedAnyway logged in
FlameThrower logged in
Finnian logged in
OneHellOf_aButler: what was that master?
TheOneAndOnlyPhantomhive: ugh nothing! Forget I said anything, Se
The Second EncounterDisclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. She is owned by Disney and Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley. Any original characters shown or mentioned belong to me and can not be used without permission. Got it?The Second Encounter44 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Second Encounter
The halls of Middleton Middle School were bustling with activities at students towards their next class. Luna hardly noticed the daily chaos, however, as her mind was focused on a more important matter.
“I hope I did already on that book report,” she worried aloud.
“You do alright on *every* book report!” Chibishin reminded her. “Heck you almost wrote a book about the book you read! You got nothing to worry about!” She then frowned slightly. “Unlike me. I swear I messed up on that report! I couldn’t even finish the book! It was sooooo boring!”
“I’m sure you did fine. Your book report was...adequate,” Luna reassured her in as nice a way
PackingKendall looked at the pile of books which led on his bed, then at the rather small suitcase and then back to the books. He had three choices: 1. Sort through the books and decided which ones he needed more, which could take him even longer. You never know what spells you may need. 2. Go without clothes. This would be both unpleasant for him and everyone around him so that wasn't a choice. 3. Find another way to fit it all it the bag which may involve magic.Packing3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sighing he turned his attention to his feline friend who seemed to be having similar problems to him. Seth was currently trying to zip up his bag while simultaneously pushing the content inside. Of course this didn't work and ended breaking the zip.
An uncontrollable smile spread across Kendalls lip which led to a meaningless laugh. The room began to shake like a ship caught in a rough storm. Seth grabbed hold of whatever his hands could reach and dug his nails in. This lasted for roughly 7 minuets before Kendall managed to pull him
Not that badFuck.Not that bad21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
How did it ever get to this?
I can’t believe I’m standing in front of thousands of people, holding on to the microphone, hearing them chant my name…
And I’m bored out of my mind.
I’d like to say I’m having a midlife crisis. That would be the easy answer. Hell, even the tabloids would buy into that.
But I know it’s not.
The truth is: it’s been more than ten years since I have enjoyed my music. And as much as I’d like to lay the blame on my aging mind, my dispassionate performances and complete despair are most likely caused by…
“I love you/ you are so sweet/ and without you/ I’m incomplete.”
This. What the ever-loving-fuck am I singing?
This is atrocious. This is heinous. This is a disgusting piece of shit.
I couldn’t have written anything worse, even if I had tried to.
Then again, people nowadays don’t really care for good music. As my mana