Fortitude And Faith“Nileas!” Ausrius bellowed again. He could find no trace of his fellow, even with his enhanced senses, and helmet overlay. No trace of the daemon either.Fortitude And Faith3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He surveyed the cavern again, slowly re-examining all the corners. He checked the load in his bolter, and advanced, weapon at the ready, continuing to scan in visible light, infrared, and wireframe overlay. The ripples and folds of the tunnel played tricks on the mind, casting odd shadows and concealing entire caverns behind seemingly solid formations of stone.
“Nileas,” he voxed again. “Brother, do you copy?” Likewise the dense rock played havoc with the vox net. He had no contact with his squad commander, or Imperial forces on the surface, and, up until a quarter-hour ago, only intermittent contact with his battle brother, and that plagued by static. Now it seemed that too was gone.
ODST Brotherhood prolugeWell...its been a year since reach....since i lost many friends and family,since i lost the love of my live,and...since i nearly lost my entire squad.But,i made a soul promise,i'd protect them with my life. I've had to many losses,but that ends this day.Heh listen to me rant i forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jack Christopher noeland.I'm and ODST (orbital drop sock trooper)i was a army soldier on reach....but thats past me now,i cant tell you the horrible memories i saw on that planet.Well anyways let me give you the rundown.Im a commander,and im with a unsc division thats always been known as the best of the best 1st disivion wolf pack.In second in command,and my right hand man,is my childhood friend,Dibs dubbo.He's austrailian,mean,and ready to kill the covenant,just the soldier i need for the second in command.He carries a pretty mean shotgun,its from when we where on reach,the special thing about it,is that it as tree barrels on it.He regrets what happened to us onODST Brotherhood proluge3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 1The feminine figure laid on her bed, examining the white walls of her quarters,seeing all the pictures that crest had drew for her.On these pictures where figures,two with black banged hair, one with white hair with silver streaks,and one with a red goatee,short hair,and a sinister hell-hound smile,like that of a hungry wolf stalking its prey,getting ready for the kill.Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her back and looked at the white ceiling,sighing.She began to close her eyes as everything around her went silent and dark.
She awoke in a forest that seemed endless.The trees where all dead,gray,lowering down sometimes.She picked herself up and began to walk trying to find anyone in this dead forest.Suddenly a figure was seen,a small girl.She came close to her and reached out for her.
It was no female,it was a silhouette of a young girl.She wore a white dress,and held a stuffed bear.She began running.
The female however looked at her hand,and saw a JERICHO MK IV claw.She saw it, she was in the Shinagami a
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
And so Clint tells everyone"Tony, stop!" Steve giggled. "This is not the place to-"And so Clint tells everyone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww come on, Steve, it's not like we're about to have sex, just a little make out session won't hurt." Tony replied before kissing Steve's jaw. "Unless you want sex, we can totally-"
"Oh. My. God."
Both men turned their heads to the door when they heard Clint's voice. So maybe Steve was right, making out at SHIELD headquarters was really not a good idea. Barton turned around and left without a single word to look for Natasha.
"As I was saying-" Tony tried, but was cut off when Steve shook his head with an apologetic look plastered on his face, meaning that the mood was killed. Tony wanted to make a punching bag out of Barton.
"They we're like, making out. And I heard something about sex!" Clint said frantically. "Tasha, they were about to have sex at SHIELD. They are probably doing it right now!"
"Mhm." Natasha didn't lift her eyes from the book she was reading.
"That's it? I will possibly be scarred for life and a mumble is
Steve+Tony Testing the Waters1Testing the Waters: Part 1Steve+Tony Testing the Waters15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Steve Rogers x Tony Stark (Captain America x Iron Man)
NC-17 non-con, m/m
**This story is a combination of the movie-verse and the comic-verse, occurring before the Civil War timeline
For perhaps the eighth time that night, Steve Rogers glanced at his watch, trying to be very discreet about it so as not to offend the group of people milling about him. He felt very uncomfortable and out of place dressed in a drab suit and tie - the suit stretched to the point that the seams were practically groaning in protest. Okay, so he might've bulked up a bit with all the wars and skirmishes that he'd been involved in over the past year. His broad shoulders and muscular arms were constrained enough to prevent much movement inside what he displeasingly thought of as a classy straitjacket.
Why had he allowed Tony to talk him into this?
Steve shifted to lean his right side up against the bar, lifted h
Solitude: ch 1Roaring from the friction upon hitting the mostly Helium atmosphere, the meteor burned red, then orange, then white in mere seconds. It fell with the intent of leaving its mark on the moons surface and struck it with such incredible force it could have annihilated a populated city and lay waste to the surrounding area.Solitude: ch 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Fortunately for everyone, this moon was barren as could be. The Helium atmosphere and lack of natural resources short of the silicon in the soil which gave it it's yellow coloring from space didn't really make it a prime location for terraforming. Another feature of the moon was an irregularity in its magnetic field, which drew a vast majority of the asteroids and meteors that came near straight to it.
In an underground compound on the planet, some 200 miles from the impact site, a red light blinked in harmony with a chirping alarm. The base was originally a meteorite examination facility with the purpose of gathering samples and learning what they could from them. Built
DisturbedDisturbed10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thoughts of everything occurs.
Everything swirls in my head.
I'm happy one moment, and sad the next.
The decisions I make are never right.
The choices I take confuse me inside.
Everything bites me in the ass once again.
And I'm left alone with more of this pain.
Every moment, I feel the need to break down.
You won't find a smile, only a frown.
I can't smile when I feel like this.
My life, is full of tortured secrets.
I need to let go, of all the pain that's buried.
Everything that remains deep inside of me.
I seem to be holding onto them though.
I can't seem to just let these things go.
I guess I'm addicted to hurting me,
Whether it's physically, or emotionally.
I always hurt myself with the paths I take.
It's worse when others are dragged into this mistake.
I'm lost within, this I admit.
Choices I make, I seem to regret.
I always end up getting hurt.
Thoughts will ponder in my head forever.
Steve+Tony Testing the Waters3Title: Testing the Waters 3/?Steve+Tony Testing the Waters35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Tony Stark (Captain America x Iron Man)
Rating: NC-17, m/m, non-con
Universe: A mixture from the movie timeline and the comic timeline before the Civil War
By the time Steve got through the crowd to find the exit, the hallway was empty. How could he trace Tony when he didn't even know the name of the man that Tony had walked out with? Maybe he was over-exaggerating and worrying over nothing. Tony had looked very self-assured when he'd left... No matter how hard he tried to convince himself, Steve could not quiet the black panic that smothered his reasoning.
While Tony could be considered a formidable ally or a deadly foe in his Iron Man guise, without it, physically, he was in no way superior to anyone in his size range. Add to that the unpredictability of the arc reactor that glowed ominously in the center of Tony's chest... Steve dread
SteveTony A Little DistractionTitle: A Little DistractionSteveTony A Little Distraction5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Tony Stark (Captain America x Iron Man)
Steve was in the kitchen, munching and crunching away on a big, red juicy apple, leaning forward with his elbows on the granite countertop. He looked up at the newly installed digital TV that Tony had set up on a bracket attached to the far wall. There was a soccer game playing at the moment, not that soccer had been on the scheduling for today. No, Peter had just illegally downloaded the game, copied it onto a USB drive, and stuck it into the TV. Steve didn't mind. He had no opinion on the Internet or downloading in general.
So into the game was he that Steve hardly paid any attention to Jan wandering past him to fry up some pancakes for her breakfast. In response to her "Good morning," greeting, Steve just shrugged and mumbled something unintelligible before scratching absently at his backside
APH: Nightclub Confessional 2England's head spun as their lips pressed together gently. They were kissing. Oh god, they were kissing. His fingers clenched and dug into America's arms as his eyes fluttered shut. After all this time, and... and...APH: Nightclub Confessional 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And... No! What were they doing! They were in the middle of the dance floor! His eyes flew open and he took a step back, breaking the kiss. He looked up into America's face as a host of unreadable emotions crossed his face, before turning and fleeing across the dance floor towards the restrooms.
America's eyes fluttered open. A mix of shock, confusion, happiness, and sorrow crossed America's face as England broke the kiss, basically making him look like a lost but hopeful puppy. He was unable to move or speak as the Brit ran from him. It wasn't until his companion was out of sight that he raised his arm vaguely as if to stop the long-gone England from leaving.
His hand found its way to his lips and America felt himself whisper, "England."
America sighed and work
Spain. Without Romano 8 It had been a week since the party incident and Romano was still hauled up inside his room, refusing to come out. Italy was getting extremely worried and had tried many tactics to get Romano out of his room, but failed every time. Germany had a hard time consoling Italy and started coming over frequently to make sure everything was alright. He had offered Italy to come stay with him for a while, but he refused saying he wouldn't leave his brother alone.Spain. Without Romano 84 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Everything will be fine. He can't stay in there forever," Germany said one day, joining Italy on the couch.
"I know... But I can't stop worrying. I can't help but feel that part of this is my fault," he said, leaning on Germany. The German put his arm around him and held him close.
"It's not your fault. There was no way you could control what happened."
"I know, but still..."
Steve+Tony Testing the Waters5Title: Testing the Waters 5/?Steve+Tony Testing the Waters55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Tony Stark (Captain America x Iron Man)
Rating: NC-17, m/m, non-con
Steve was lost in a deep, comfortable sleep, having forgotten about the miserable anxiety of the night before. He burrowed deeper into the blankets and the fluffy pillows that Pepper had gone about supplying the Avengers with after Logan had shred his apart again. That incident had led to Carol's complaint about the pillows being old and moldy, a complaint that Peter seconded with suspicions of bed bugs. Needless to say, the Avengers hadn't had any trouble sleeping after most of the well-worn mattresses and pillows had been replaced.
But, the fluffy pillows weren't the source of Steve's content. Most of the credit for his enjoyable slumber was thanks to the warm, unclothed body that snuggled up against his own, wrapped in his arms. Soft, dark hair brushed against h
Hetaoni!ItalyxReader Chapter 9Chapter 9 ~ Meet and GreetHetaoni!ItalyxReader Chapter 99 months ago in Horror More Like This
There's an awkward silence after Japan pulls England to his feet. After a few painful seconds England manages to stutter out an answer, "Y-yeah, I'm fine San Marino..." He stares at your hair for a few moments making you feel self conscious, "Are you aware that some of your hair is..." England trails off not entirely sure how to broach the subject.
You and Japan freeze. You both exchange looks, for a moment you see what looks like guilt flashing in the somber man's eyes.
((Why would he feel guilty? Because he left us alone and then I got cornered? He didn't know it was going to happen...))
"We're aware," Japan answers for you.
Canada, sensing the awkwardness in the air, chimes in with his whispering voice, "I like it, San Marino."
They don't know the story. Maybe they think it's just a fashion statement? One that you got between the world meeting and coming to the house?
((No, that's just stupid. Obviously there wasn
APH: Not on the PianoPrussia X AustriaAPH: Not on the Piano4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Gilbert was pissed.
Not in the 'holy crap I should NOT have had that last beer' kind of way. No. He was pissed in the 'why the hell do Austrians always have to piss on my fireworks' kind of way.
He hadn't even done anything. Antonio and Francis had turned up for a few drinks, a fairly normal occurrence. They'd spent the best part of an hour seeing who could sing their national anthem the loudest. Antonio's effort was impressive, considering his had no words. This was also, fairly normal. Francis had managed to disappear completely for around forty five minutes. Again, they were used to this. When he had returned, he brought with him a giggling, slightly drunk, university student. This was practically a tradition. However, he didn't usually screw said student on Roderich's piano. Which is precisely what had happened. Turned out he wasn't too thrilled about the idea on Francis' butt prints on his precious instrument. Francis and Antonio had managed to escape before Ro
The Fallen HeroThe Fallen Hero6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The Fallen Hero
Flying was the most thrilling experience of my life. The wind in my face running up all the way from the tip my nose over my eye ridges and elegantly dancing down the back of my neck. The powerful downward thrust created when I pumped my powerful wings, only then to pull them back up in position for another beautifully executed stroke. My tail all the way down to the frilled tip, was dancing to its own rhythm in the wind. I was doing acrobatics in the sky, having the time of my life. I watched as my shadow leaped from cloud to cloud trying to keep up with me. I flew even faster to keep away from my shadow, a game all dragons play to entertain themselves. Looking up again, I saw an old friend of mine, Adrania. She was a very special dragon, one that was not from around these parts. Adrania had no wings and was covered in fur, just like her brother. No one knows where they came from, the two just appeared one day. She was a very sweet natured dragon, just very sh
Marines HymnFrom the Halls of Montezuma,Marines Hymn4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the shores of Tripoli;
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea;
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun;
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes;
You will find us always on the job
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve;
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes;
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
GrandmanoAntonio stared. Like, actually stared to the point where his eyes were so wide they might just fall out of his head.Grandmano3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He knew this was a great idea, but damn he didn't know Lovino would look this good.
"Hey, bastard! What are you looking at?" Lovino grumbled, irritated by the fact that the Spaniard just stood there staring, not saying a word. Antonio couldn't take his eyes off him... or rather he couldn't take his eyes off his legs. Goddamn, those legs looked good in that nightdress. And the glasses suited him too. Antonio knew the Italian would look good in anything, even that grandmother bonnet he sported.
He knew that Little Red Riding Hood was a good theme for this year's Halloween!
Lovino looked good.
Lovino looked absolutely fucking adorable.
...Lovino was pointing a shot gun at him.
"Don't fucking stare, asshole!"
"But you look so cute!" Antonio cooed, ignoring the fact that there was a gun pointed at his face as he approached the Italian with a big grin. Lovino ste
30 Minutes In HeavenPairing: Spamano30 Minutes In Heaven3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The meeting was not even half way through yet and Lovino wanted to die in a hole. Why, you might ask? Well, there's that insane Danish nation seated on his right- yes, the one who keeps stroking that insanely large axe of his and winking at a very mortified-looking Norwegian seated across the long table. Then on his left was the small trembling nation that lived near Russia... Latvia, was it? Then opposite him was that perverted French bastard that made strange kissy-faces at everyone and anyone he could, the potato bastard who happened to be in his field of vision and next to him was the tomato bastard.
The tomato bastard: otherwise known as Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, or Spain. But to Lovino, the tomato bastard was a fine enough name for him.
There he was, sitting there smiling at him at every opportunity he got. Before the meeting started the Southern Italian had worked hard to avoid the persistent Spaniard. He hid under tables and behind anyone who was standing
The Kingdom Chapter FiveThe Kingdom Chapter Five6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
REIGN OF SYMBIOTES
Part 1: The Kingdom
A Fan-Fiction epilogue based on the game Spider-Man: Web of Shadows
Story by Orion Petitclerc
THE SIREN'S CALL
Moon Knight jumped up into the throne room and bowed before his seated king and queen, "My lord, the base at Stark Tower was captured, but not by our forces."
Spider-Man turned his attention away from Moon Knight and flirted with Black Cat. "So? We will rule Manhattan eventually, and Stark Tower will be ours." Moon Knight hissed for attention.
"The symbiote clan in control of the tower seems interested in the technology. They have a hostage, a scientist, and he seems to be aiding them in constructing what seems to be a rocket."
Spider-Man immediately stood up, his attention again sternly focused on Moon Knight. "Who's clan is that?"
"I do not know, sire. All I can tell is that it is a woman."
"Prepare a visiting party. You and I are going to have a chat
Ghost of the fallen: PrologueThe year is 2017,russia and america have bene at war with each other for 3 years now.A russian spetnaz squad assaulted a civilian mall ,killing over 400 people inside it.Then detonated a cluster bomb in the process.The us declared war on the russian federation the next day sending in over one hundred fifty thousand active combat units into russian providence's and countries allied with russia.Ghost of the fallen: Prologue2 years ago in Settings More Like This
After two years of bloodshed and conflicts the truth was brought to light.The Russian federation asked the united states if they could send a KGB opertive into a suspects estate in a five star hotel in Dubai.The united states agreed and gave russian 48 hours to find the evidence.A russian KGB operative known as "Sound" went into the suspects estate and found the truth,and brought it into the light, unfortunately giving his life soon after.The evidence was clear,what the united states and the russian federation uncovered shocked both them and their allied states. A man named Joseph marshal attacke
Wayward Flute Lessons"Alright, now you're doing it on purpose."Wayward Flute Lessons3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I am not!" Gilbert protested, taking the flute away from his lips. "The stupid thing is squeaking on its own! It can't take my awesomeness."
Frederick rolled his eyes and came over. He restrained himself from snatching the flute from his hands and gently took it away instead. With the air of a virtuoso, he lifted the flute to his own lips and started to play, going up and down the notes in a perfect scale before handing the instrument back without a flourish. "It's fine," he said flatly.
"Is not," Gilbert huffed as he took it. He almost cringed under Fritz's intense and watchful eye and placed the flute to his lips, positioning it just like Fritz had taught him countless times. He took a deep breath and gently blew. There was a low "toooo" that filled the room for a second before it broke off with a squeak and became quiet. "Dammit!" the albino yelled, almost throwing the flute across the room when Fritz's glare froze him in place.
Steve/Tony: Badges of BloodWe go into battle and each time, I pray we both come out again. Before the fight, I touch your arm, missing the heat of your skin because the feel of metal is not the same. You smile at me, confident, sure, and I remember all the wounds and close calls. They flash through my mind like the horror flicks you love.Steve/Tony: Badges of Blood3 years ago in Drama More Like This
These are things we live with. They follow us to your penthouse like hungry animals, clinging to us. We tend to them quietly, never speaking of how you lost power or how I dropped thirty stories off a building. We don't talk about how close we come as if saying it aloud will mean it actually happened. If it happened, we'll have to deal with the fear. We pour peroxide over our terror and wrap our panic in gauze.
At night, when I've curled around you, it always seeps through.
"Thought I'd lost you," I whisper.
"I know. I'm sorry," you mutter back.
Our lips come together in the dark as we frantically try to prove to ourselves that the other is still with us.
The Captain's Tears They told me I woke up with tears streaming down my face. I believe them. They told me I was in perfect health, despite being an icicle for the better part of a century. I believe them on that, too. Then they told me I said Peggy, using a voice that only a heartbroken man could muster and only another heartbroken man could recognize. I believe them about the last half. The first half is bull shit.The Captain's Tears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's unfair. Me and Bucky, I mean. It's so unfair. We were just two kids from Brooklyn who went to war. I was some skinny kid who was too stupid to know when to back down. Bucky was he was my everything. He was the one who took care of me (at least, until I got the super soldier serum), he was the one who risked his neck for mine, and he was the only one who I ever loved. And he's somewhere, who knows where, dead. And I'm here. Alive. I shouldn't be. Bucky should be the one writing these words, or words a