Confused Mixed FeelingsConfused Mixed Feelings7 years ago in General More Like This
Token lifted his head up from his bed, yawning tiredly as the lights shone in the doorway of his room. Another morning another boring morning. He yanked a shirt on and left the room, thinking of where he might go next in that long white hallway. There were so many locked doors so many places he could start. But first, he needed to get something to eat. Hopefully, Ace was making breakfast. Reluctantly he passed Dezzis room on the way to the kitchen. He heard excessive moaning, which made him stop a moment.
Why am I doing this? What do I care if hes having massive sex again?
Token tried to convince himself that he cared not for Dezzis sex escapades. But he couldnt resist a peek. Carefully, he peeked in the doors crack into Dezzis room. Well, this was new. Dezzi was once again topping someone, but it was an unfamiliar face. All Token saw was the other mans bright purple hair before he got a sick gut feeling. Token twisted around and he
Red RumWhen I was a kid my mother would beat me stiff. Bruises, black and blue, like painful polka dots ran along my body. Im not sure why she was angry all the time. Maybe it was because my dad went away when he promised that he would stay. Maybe it was because we lived in the slums of Boston, and my mom could hardly pay the bills with her shitty cleaning job. Or maybe that the life she had envisioned, having 2 lovely kids and a respectable husband were crushed when that lazy truck driving asshole just didnt come back one day.Red Rum7 years ago in Horror More Like This
She was a Latin girl, dark hair and brown skin, and a tongue that could rival the devils. With a smoke between her teeth and a bottle in her hand, she would smack me and curse at me until I was horrific mess. But in my own sick way I liked it. The only time she really noticed me when she was punching the living shit out of me.
In high school I would have dreams that blood dripped from my torn body, face and lips. And I woul
fluctuat nec mergitur.dear santa,fluctuat nec mergitur.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
all i want for christmas is a smile on my sisters face so big it outshines the bruises.
Last night I fell asleep to the melody of tears. Sister never seems to be able to stop her sad lullaby song. Mommy and Daddy yelled a lot more than they normally did, but only to the faceless people on the other end of the phone. I miss the way the sun used to shine, so bright it hurt my eyes to see. Now theres only darkness and clouds, rain and lightning.
Today Sister came home with blood in her pockets and blood in her hair. Mommy cried and Daddy said it was time to get drastic. No one would rip apart his girl again. Daddy yelled at the phantoms on the phone again, but they didnt yell back, they laughed instead. Sister smiled and said it was fine and Mommy told me that Sister was the greatest superhero of them all.
I spent the whole weekend in a sea of crayons and markers and paper and color. I drew a picture of Sister, a picture for Sister. It was very happy,
Avengers - How to Train your Deity IIThor Odinson was a brave man. He had fought Gods and beasts and beings of magic. Things with fangs and claws and tentacles. Things that would turn lesser men's hair white with terror. He could take being stabbed with barely a flinch.Avengers - How to Train your Deity II2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But, currently his knees were wobbly with nerves.
He was sat sheepishly at the side whilst Hawkeye, Captain America, Black Widow and Iron Man trawled through the suit department of a high-end store. Steve, not being one for ostentation, had recommended a slightly less upmarket shop but Tony had insisted, saying if you were going to get a suit then you might as well get the best one possible. He had also offered to foot the bill, knowing that Thor didn't actually have any money of his own. Or at least, none that was considered acceptable coinage in this realm.
The store attendants were looking at the ragtag group nervously, particularly unnerved by the burly blonde who was carrying a big ornate mallet for apparently no reason.
Thor turned his head as he not
Slice of Life: Avengers fic#01 ThanksSlice of Life: Avengers fic3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Hey, thanks for saving my life back there." None of Tony's usual melodrama, just a simple, clear statement.
"I didn't " Bruce sighs, remembering who he's talking to and what he needs to accept about himself.
"It's not a big deal, but you're welcome."
"It is a big deal, it's my life. You have no idea how important a commodity that is." And the melodrama is back; figures it couldn't stay away for long.
#02 First Name Basis
Somehow, Tony doesn't mind it when Pepper calls him Bruce.
" MWAHAHAHA what? Don't look at me like that, Bruce. It is perfectly NORMAL to cackle insanely when getting your mad scientist on."
" and I thought I was weird."
Tony knocked on the window set within the lab door. One of the lab doors, anyway. "Can Brucie come out to play?"
#05 Drinking Buddies
"So what do you want? Jagermeister? Margarita? Scotch on the rocks?
"A 1936 vintage? A Shirley Temple? Give me someth
The Atheist's BibleAnd the Lord said, "Well, to be quite honest, I think you're all rather delusional."The Atheist's Bible7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No Steve I Am Not Drunk Now Be My ValentineFeb 14 1:13No Steve I Am Not Drunk Now Be My Valentine2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Feb 14 1:13
Feb 14 1:14
Feb 14 1:14
Feb 14 1:15
Feb 14 1:15
Good! You're using the phone I gave you.
Feb 14 1:16
Feb 14 1:16
It's after midnight.
Feb 14 1:16
Do you know what that means?
Feb 14 1:17
Go on, enlighten me.
Feb 14 1:18
It's Valentine's Day, Steve!
Feb 14 1:19
You are drunk, Tony. Go to bed.
Feb 14 1:19
I have to ask you something.
Feb 14 1:18
Once your blood alcohol is low enough that you would be able to drive...
Feb 14 1:19
I'm not that drunk.
Feb 14 1:19
Well, just drunk enough to ask you this
Feb 14 1:20
Is that supposed to be reassuring?
Feb 14 1:21
Feb 14 1:21
Who peed in your bed?
Feb 14 1:22
Uh, Thor, actually. He passed out.
Feb 14 1:22
In my bed.
Feb 14 1:22
Which he then proceeded to pee in.
Feb 14 1:23
Please stop drinking with him.
Feb 14 1:23
Oh. Well, good thing you never sleep, anyways.
Feb 14 1:24
At least I don't have to get plaste
WATXM 15"Elf?" Logan walked slowly against him, still tired from the mind control. He fell to his knees beside the younger man and searched after life signs. He stroked his cheek, "Hey, you ok?" He was breathing softly in and out, but it was too weak. "Come on, wake up." "I can help." Wanda tried, but was in stead shot a master glare from the shirtless mutant. "Thanks, Missy, but I think I know how ta watch my boy." He growled. Wanda drew back a little. "Who's your boy?" Kurt coughed and sat up. Logan grinned. "You ok there, Elf?" "Ja." He answered. "Good. Now someone wanna tell me what's going on here?" "Gladly, but I think we should get out of here." Kurt coughed slightly.WATXM 155 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What a flamin' great day. Being abducted by a huge yellow blob with a sense for TV, brainwashed, forced through woods on the bottom of the ocean, chasing his best friend and some girl, getting his brain frizzed (again) and nearly drowned. So, what could possibly top this exciting day off? Well, being pointed at
Story Of My Life ( Thor X Reader )Story Of My Life ( Thor X Reader )1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You stood up straight after setting the baking sheet in the oven and setting the timer, your furrowed your eyebrows. What was that noise? Was that guitar music?
It got louder and louder the more you listened.
"JARVIS, what's that noise?" You ask, looking around the kitchen in Stark Tower for any of your team members playing guitar or any sign of music.
"It appears to be music, Miss (L/N)." JARVIS responds, the british voice coming from all around you. You rolled your eyes and sighed, setting your hands on your hips, "Thanks, JARVIS, that's very helpful." You say sarcastically.
He doesn't respond and you begin walking toward the living room, the music got louder and louder, and you could hear someone singing. A male voice, singing a soft tune.
You raised your eyebrows and looked around the living room, surprised to see Thor, a member of the team The Avengers, standing in the middle of the room. All the furniture had been pushed away, except for a radio, which you now recognized to be pl
The Avengers - Stony request - Soldier downThe Avengers - Stony request - Soldier down7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steve felt like it was high time to wake up. He was in bed long enough. Get up. On your feet, soldier.
Dammit, he couldn't move.
He briefly opened his eyes. Everything was a blur. Every muscled ached and he felt like vomiting. His skin was burning because of the fever, but he was trembling from cold.
He hadn't felt that bad since the time he took the serum and was a little twig.
No, even then he never felt that bad. He had scarlet fever, sinusitis, asthma, rheumatic fever and the list went on and on.
He didn't know what was in that cloud of smoke he had ran into during the battle, as he was fine at first. Then gradually his vision started to black out and the ground was soft and unstable and he tripped, losing consciousness. Now, he felt like if all the sicknesses and all the beatings he received back in the 40s were combined into one, setting his lungs on fire and lightening up every nerve in his body with sharp pain.
As it was unbearable, he was happy with one thing - pain meant that
Avengers - SleipnirSeasons were different in this realm.Avengers - Sleipnir3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sky above Asgard was perhaps more complex than this one, with the daylight swirling away like a dancer's petticoats to reveal stars and nebulas gleaming like facets in an enormous black crystal. But, there were no clouds in Asgard. Not really.
Thor rather liked clouds. People said snowflakes could never be exactly alike, each one a perfect example of uniqueness. But Thor thought these people rather short-sighted as clouds were exactly the same. After all, all ice can do in the end is melt. Clouds had potential. For rain. Snow. Mist.
And, of course, storms.
Clouds were ever changing. Influenced by a thousand meteorological factors. Each one not only completely individual but constantly changing and melding to better fit with the shape of the world. Wispy cirrus and misty cirrostratus. Woolly cirrocumulus, remarkably akin to the fleece of a lamb. Altocumulus which formed in patches and looked almost like an upside down range of snow-capped hills.
SteveTony AUSo I have a real need lately for a modern ‘Phantom Of The Opera’-esque Steve/Tony AUSteveTony AU6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Like when Steve first arrives as apart of the Avengers at Stark Tower, he has met everyone but the owner of the building. No one ever sees him and no one knows what he is like. The only things they know of him are the messages relayed from Pepper or his AI, JARVIS. Other than that, nothing. Steve is curious about the mysterious man that has offered up his home to all these strangers and about this Iron Man guy that doesn’t seem to stay at the tower like the rest of them.
Unable to sleep, Steve wanders into the kitchen in the middle of the nights to get a drink or whatever, and one night he spots a blue light faintly glowing and moving down the hall. He follows it in secret and it leads him to a lower level and to a room that looks like a workshop. Inside from what he can see from the crack of the door is that blue glow and the silhouette of a man. Steve is curious to whom the person i
Once Again EpilogueOnce Again Epilogue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's funny how
The walk of life
Can take you down
Without a fight
The Avengers had been on Asgard for three days. Huge parties had been thrown, after giving everyone tremendously satisfying scares one by one - Tony had quite a good collection of gifs by the end of the day.
Frankly, the genius billionaire philanthropist thought as he recognized the smug look on Loki's face as everyone fussed over him, it didn't seem like a good idea to give Loki so much attention. He'd tried to blow up a planet, and that was before he gotten a taste attention. Tony shuddered to think what he would do next.
Thor was not wrong about Asgard, the place had food and mead that would put any place on Earth to shame, and the parties were wilder than Tony's, which was to say something.
Still, Earth needed superheroes, and they had to return eventually. The Allfather threw one last feast, the morning the Avengers would leave. Not the whole kingdom was invited this time, just the Ave
Once AgainOnce Again3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started with a difficult choice. Surrender or save his pride. When Loki chose the latter, he marked the start of a strange accident, funny misadventures, and a realization that changed his miserable life.
Loki's dangerously weakened body changes itself into a six-year-old with no memory of what he has done. The Avengers cannot bring themselves to kill an innocent child, even if the child will grow up to blow up a city. Keeping Loki in the Avengers Tower will end with unexpected results, though. After all, this is the God of Mischief we're talking about.
Set post-battle, right before Loki says "I'll have that drink now." Ending may be sad.
The One Man Walking Freak ShowJimmy twitched a little as he looked at the tent flap. "I'm nervous, Mama."The One Man Walking Freak Show8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"You'll do fine," Dolly Dimples reassured, as she patted his back with a soft-skinned, fleshy hand.
Jimmy looked her in the eyes. "But this is a real, paying audience!" he whispered. "What if I die out there?"
Dolly pulled him close to her big, round, cushiony frame, and hugged him.
"We all still love you. And you'll always have your #1 fan... me!"
He let out a big sigh and smiled. "Thanks, Mama." He stretched all six arms around her, and she gave him a kiss and rocked him a little. Letting go, he dashed out the tent flap into the dark to his staging spot. The only light under the bigtop was the bright spotlight shining on the Colonel. He stretched out his arm towards him.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, tonight making his debut performance, in the center ring -- prepar
Walking on Broken Glass - 2"Your father doesn't remember me." Steve says into the phone, and it's followed by a moment of silence as Peter struggles to find the right words. "He doesn't remember the arc reactor, which means he won't probably recognize you either. There's... There's a part of his life missing."Walking on Broken Glass - 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh my God. W-what did the doctor say?"
"That it's most likely temporary. Dr Scott didn't tell him anything though, he said it's better if I tell him, to gain his trust again."
"Yeah, but don't just blurt everything out to him."
"I know, Peter. Listen, I know you want to see Tony but-"
"It's fine, I get it."
"Thank you. There's some money on the top drawer of my nightstand, order a pizza for yourself. I'll get something around here for dinner."
After saying goodbye and hanging up, Steve headed back to Tony's room. He stood outside the door for a couple of seconds, took a deep breath and went in. Tony was looking down at the arc reactor, touching it carefully, not sure if he even could.
"Hi." Steve said to
Miracles - StonyTony couldn't get to the ground fast enough. That last blast took out almost all of Main Street and he knew Steve's shield couldn't hold back something of such force. He prayed he'd find him in one piece instead of a just a shadow burned into the wall.Miracles - Stony2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The ground cracked and crumbled around his feet as Tony landed. He ran the rest of the way and dropped to his knees beside his bruised and bloody teammate. Christ, he looked terrible. His face was dirty with blood staining his lips as it leaked from between them, his eyes were closed, as though he was only sleeping, and his suit, which was designed to be strong and nearly unbreakable was not barely hanging on. Tony could see most of his chest, some of his sides, and a portion of his thighs.
If he was this bad, he didn't even want to see the condition his shield must be in.
"Steve," Tony said, putting a hand on his chest, "Steve! Come on man, get up!" He watched him but saw no movement. He flinched and looked up when airships exploded aro
1 Tail"Don't you get sappy when I leave." He had told Kurt on the way to the Avenger's tower. He didn't want 'Casablanca' all over again. He didn't want any of those sad/awkward good byes, even though he was heading towards certain death today. Dealing with Skrulls anything could happen. He knew, and Kurt knew. But he was set on keeping things as normal as possible. Kurt was driving today. It had been an awful silence ever since Kurt had said: "Sure, I won't cry." But they had no idea what to say now. Logan hadn't told Kurt how long it was going to take, but assumed he would be home by midnight, if anything. He just hoped and prayed that the vessel they had borrowed from Mr. Fantastic really could go as fast as he had promised. Logan had tried to turn the radio on, but today they only played sad love songs on every channel. He had pushed the buttons and ended up with a lovely mix that sounded like: 'All by mys Where do broken hearts g Anything for love, but I won't as1 Tail4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Avengers - Nightmares - SteveThe Avengers - Nightmares - Steve2 years ago in Drama More Like This
There was some impact. A sound of water rushing. He couldn't move. He tried to get away but he couldn't. He felt a gust of cold. Next, freezing water laving his feet. It was so cold it hurt. He shut his eyes at the feeling. The water was getting higher. His calves, his knees, thighs, soon it will be at his midriff. He felt spasm shaking his body. Don't scream. The icy cold water felt like needles. It was beyond cold. But he couldn't do anything. He was just standing there, waiting for the water to engulf him. He could hardly breath. A scream escaped his mouth as water rose to his chest. He felt like the air in his lungs froze, causing him more pain. Any second the water will rise higher and he will start to drown. He opened his eyes, but it made no difference. It was dark. He closed them in pain as water rapidly rose to his chin. He felt as icy cold fingers were crushing his throat. Please no. He took a last breath before he was completely submerged. It was silent. He struggled to
I Know Who I Want To Take Me HomeIt started out harmless enough, as all things involving Tony Stark did. He wasn't malicious or conniving by nature, no, he just knew how to get his way most of the time. And when one has natural charm and charisma, would it not be prudent to use said attributes to one's advantage? Again, no. He really couldn't care less about all the fame and admiration his money and legacy brought him, despite what the tabloids would have people believe. He wanted, and felt he deserved, to be admired and sought after for his genius and engineering aspects that were slowly helping the world become a better place; the natural charm and charisma were just genetics.I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had been brought up adorned with certain privileges, but, as his father made it abundantly clear at every turn, he was never going to be living off of those dispensations. Lucky for him, the genius gene had been passed on as well, and he was able to make his own way in the world while still living in the luxury of his surrounded upbrin
Story of My Life"Mommy! Mommy!" A high-pitch voice neighed, as Loki climbed off his black steed, glancing at his companions, albeit with embarrassment. Thor and Sif stifled a laugh as an awkward, eight-legged horse bounded into view, dark hairs on his tail swishing in the wind.Story of My Life2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello, Sleipnir." The two greeted when the young stallion crashed into the God of Mischief, nuzzling his mother enthusiastically.
"Hi, Uncle Thor and Lady Sif!" Sleipnir brayed. "How was your adventure? Was Mommy the hero? Did you win?"
Loki face-palmed, wondering where his son got all the energy from. It certainly wasn't his mother or father, the latter being incredibly strong-willed and forceful, but not a happy horse.
"Yes, it went well, and we all vanquished the evil monsters." Sif purred, enjoying how sweet the child was in comparison to the one who had carried him. She looked at Loki, who knelt down beside the gray horse and whispered in his ear. Slepnir nodded at whatever he had said, and started prancing towards where
I'm Cold (childish!Loki/TonyxReader)Pt.1 Valentine (A/N) Hello, Darlings! This is probably the fluffiest you will see me write, because it is near IMPOSSIBLE for me to write fluff.. And I know it's not very good and at points seems like it will take a non-fluffy turn, but, I tried. SO enjoy!I'm Cold (childish!Loki/TonyxReader)Pt.1 Valentine11 months ago in Romance More Like This
3rd person POV:
A small and adorable pout graced (Y/N)'s features. Despite the fact it was already February, it was still freezing cold temperatures. Well, it wasn't
What hurts the most [Part:2 - Frostiron fic]Chapter 2What hurts the most [Part:2 - Frostiron fic]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
After Pepper and Rhodey had made all the calls they needed, the duo had decided to move Tony to the spare bedroom. Pepper's roommate, Darcy had just moved out a few days ago, having decided that it was better for her to room with Jane since the two were childhood friends and were taking the same course. Plus, Jane had a Volkswagen beetle and Darcy was all up for hitching a ride on that thing instead of Pepper's convertible.
"I hope he'll be okay." Pepper said softly as Rhodey wrapped an arm around her smaller waist, pulling her close and placing a chaste kiss on the side of her head.
"Tony's going to be okay. He isn't alone and we'll help him get through this every step of the way." Rhodey responded, his tone determined. Pepper nodded and with that the duo retreated from the room, Pepper closing the door softly behind her.
"Good night Tony." She called out softly, just before the door closed with a soft click. She honestly hoped that her friend would get through this without
Pouting "So, if you're going to make that interview then we'll have to cancel um, Tony?"Pouting3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The question was moot. She already knew he was far gone, and that he hadn't heard a word she had said, then again, listening never was his strong point. Snapping her fingers in front of his face, Pepper put her hands on her hips, as he sat at attention.
"Oh, hey. You were saying something, right? Like, words, right?"
"Yes, Tony, I was speaking words, and you were being a jackass. What's up with you lately?"
"Am I not usually a jackass?"
"That you are, but you're kinda " she noticed he was looking past her again, "distracted lately what are you looking at?"
"Huh? Oh nothing." What? No sarcastic comeback? Pepper followed his gaze, raising an eyebrow when she found the source of distraction.