Prize - If The Color Suits"But Batarangs are much more realistic Wally," Bruce frowned, weighing one in his hand. "Those are just not sufficient for a combat simulation."Prize - If The Color Suits5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"For one, I agreed to a training exercise not a combat simulation, and two, Batarangs hurt!" Wally motioned the appropriate number of fingers at Bruce in a slightly (but unintentionally) rude gesture, and the billionaire sighed.
"So does real life."
Wally pulled a face and moved his hand in a 'blah blah blah' kind of way. "I hadn't noticed. That's totally not the point; I'm not doing it unless we use those." He gestured to a bucket full of multi-colored objects, and then he grinned. "Besides, you might accidentally have some fun while throwing them at me."
There was a noise of annoyed frustration from the older man, and then a clang of a Batarang being flung aside. "Fine. No Batarangs it is, then."
"Yay!" Wally zipped to the bucket, picked it up and plonked it next to the Caped Crusader's feet faster than Bruce could blink, and was standing wa
Day at the Circus: part 2Day at the Circus: part 24 years ago in Drama More Like This
The moment Wally was sure he was correct he shouted out "LET HIM GO YOU FREAK! LET ROBIN GO!"
"Ah," said the madman, turning his attention to the bound speedster. "Figured it out have you? That took quite a bit longer than I expected..." His creepy grin broadened an he pressed some controls on his device causing all the weapons to cease fire. "Still, better late than never i suppose."
"What have you figured out?" Artemis asked in a hushed voice.
"He's hypnotized Rob. He's controlling him."
Ringmaster looked up at the boy wonder who stood on another trapeze bar, swinging slightly, and narrowed his eyes. Without hesitation, Robin let go of the ropes and leaned backwards, still not uttering a sound as he fell rapidly towards the unforgiving floor.
Batman X The Reader Part:5Batman X The Reader Part:52 years ago in Drama More Like This
Bruce had taken you to a shop in downtown Gotham, one of course you never be in because you would have had to sell your own life to buy one shoe. "Um you know we could just go to a normal store." You say as stood outside of the store.
"Well for me this is normal." Bruce said back as he opened the door for you. As soon as you walked through the door everybody turned and looked at you.
Some people whispered thing s like: "Ugh who does she think she is?" And: "She can't even afford to look at these things." But you just ignored them, Bruce walked in and then the flock of bitches that were talking bad about you came and push past you to talk to him. "Bruce Wayne, what are you doing here?" They asked.
"Ugh!" You muttered under your breath as you walked to the back of the store. "Why did I even agree to come here?" You asked yourself, "I don't fit in here." But you knew it was pointless to talk to yourself so you looked at some of the shirts. Thats when you heard the voice.
"Well I never exp
Batman X The Reader Part:9Batman X The Reader Part:92 years ago in Drama More Like This
After one hell of night full of riding in the Bat-Mobile and just being with Bruce you need some serious sleep, so after your ride you said goodnight to Bruce and went up to your room to sleep. It was after this Bruce went once again, down to the Bat-Cave and went out as the Batman. His first stop was to visit Barbara Gordon who he saved a few weeks ago from Harley.
Barbara Gordon was the daughter of police chief Jim Gordon, and she was only 12 years old. How did a girl like her get into trouble with Harley and The Joker? Bruce thought as he made his way across roof tops to Barbara's house. The Gordon's house was a small town house in the middle of town, which didn't seem strange considering Jim's job. Bruce soon noticed a girl coming out of the house, it was Barbara. Where would she be going this late at night? Bruce wondered, he had to follow her.
Barbara hated secrets. It was the one thing that seemed to always be in her life. Her father had secrets, lots of them. Criminals had thei
Making Love is More than SexIf I could only touch you,Making Love is More than Sex9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd kiss you head to toe.
Massage out all your worries,
giving you that lover's glow.
When I am into someone,
I'm giving everything.
You have control of every move,
my focus is what pleasure brings.
I have no inhibitions when,
it comes to making love.
I'll slowly kiss your ruby lips,
you point the way, below, above.
And if you only want a flower,
I'll curb my appetite.
Build bed of roses ten feet deep,
that bring a gasp at just the sight.
See,... making love to me takes every shape,
and your desire.
So if I do my job, no matter what,
it quenches fire.
So if you want to be alone and satisfy yourself,
alone is what you'll be until,
you take me down from shelf.
But if you need some cradling,
snuggle deep against my chest.
If you should need caressing,
I will do my very best.
Soft or hard or slow or fast,
I've learned my lessons from the past.
My own pleasure comes, you see,
when satisfied is what you'll be.
I'll do everything it takes,
or anything, with no compl
Holding out for a Hero"Recognized, Batman b-1" recites the watchtower computer as Batman steps off the zeta beam pad.Holding out for a Hero4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Batman to watchtower what is the emergency?" Batman speaks into his com-link as he leaves the transporter room.
"Wonder Woman to Batman, report to the mission room immediately for briefing" with a sigh batman ends comlink comunication. Tonight had been a really bad night, as in a really really really bad night. Knowing he can't rely on the rest of the league to cheer him up he heaves another sigh and puts on his best Batman scowl and takes off running toward the mission room. Suddenly a techno beat begins blasting through the intercom system. He pauses for a moment and the scowl slides off his face only to be replaced with a small smile. He takes off running again to he beat of the song for the enjoyment of a certain hacker that he knows is watching (and for his own enjoyment as well) just as the first chorus of "do-do-do-dddoooo" rings down the long hallway.
"Where have all the g
Batman X The Reader Part:2Batman X The Reader Part:22 years ago in Drama More Like This
You were dreaming, dreaming about a better life. Your were living without a care in the dream but all too soon, like everything else in your life it turned into darkness. A nightmare. You felt hot with sweat, you wanted to scream but you couldn't all you could do was laugh....... Then you did scream, this scream woke you up and you noticed you were laying down on a couch in front of a fireplace. "Are you ok miss?" Said a voice.
You moved you (e/c) eyes in the direction of the voice, there stood an older man with a tray of food in his hands. "Where am I?" you ask your voice still shaking from your nightmare.
"Wayne Manor dear, Bruce Wayne house."
"Bruce Wayne." you whispered to yourself, you were in the house of a millionaire no billionaire THE billionaire himself. "Why am I here?" You ask Alfred.
"Because Master Wayne thought you needed a place to stay." Alfred said.
"Well I'm sorry but I can't stay here so thanks for getting me out of the road but I'm going to go now." You said as you
The Pirate's Captive - OneThe fog rolled in thick and bleak as the waves slapped on the sides of HMS Athena as she plunged steadily onwards through the Icy black waves of the Atlantic ocean towards the new world carrying colonists and dignitaries to the growing town of port royal, Jamaica. Sailors running up and down the rat lines and marines stood smartly to attention on the quarter deck as the ship pitched into the waves. Tamia Meadows stood at the port side of the ship, looking out at the waves. She was just a colonist, a single young woman, seventeen years of age with no family, looking to start a new life for herself. She had long chocolate brown hair and warm hazel eyes, which were scanning the horizon watchfully; already keen for the first day they would make port. She was sick of travelling by boat already. Her patched worn dress billowed about her in the wind, her hair being whipped from side to side with it. She inhaled and sighed softly, her hands clutching the rail firmly.The Pirate's Captive - One5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As she watched, a shape be
Batman X The Reader Part:1Batman X The Reader Part:12 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Shit it's freezing out here!" you mutter under your breath as you make your way down the road. You were wearing ripped jeans a cut off shirt and some worn out sneakers, it was all you had from living off on the streets. And wearing these clothes in the freezing rain was not the smartest idea but what could you do about it you had no home, no money and no one who cared about you. "There's got to be some place out here I can stay dry." you say as you move your wet (h/l) (h/c) hair out of your face. It was after this you noticed a bright light in front of you on the road. You didn't had time to react you became in shock and this caused you to faint.
"Is she ok Alfred?" Bruce had asked his butler.
"She's alright master Wayne, just passed out from shock." Alfred answered, "Should we take her to the hospital master Wayne?" He asked.
"By the look of her I say it wouldn't be the best she was probably trying to avoid the city if she's all the way out here." Bruce said.
"Are you saying we shoul
Always... Book 1 Chapter 5Always... Book 1 Chapter 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Potions Master watched the students trickle slowly into the Great Hall for breakfast. There weren't that many arriving, but it was still early yet. Most of the students would come in later, scarf down some food, and then hurry off to their morning classes, their bags banging against their legs as they rushed up the stairs.
Snape took a bite of his toast, and saw a familiar head of untidy black hair enter the Hall. He was talking animatedly to one of his friends a red-headed boy with freckles on his nose. They sat down opposite the round-faced disaster child who had melted the cauldron last week, and began to eat breakfast.
He frowned slightly as he watched to boys across the room. The boy had many of James' mannerisms, in addition to his attitude. Snape shook his head slightly, and turned back to his breakfast.
It wasn't long, however, until the morning post arrived. Snape looked up expectantly he had ordered a large box of lacewing flies as his supplies had been runn
Always... Book 1 Chapter 3Always... Book 1 Chapter 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Headmaster," Snape matched his stride to that of Dumbledore. "Might I ask a question?"
They were on their way to the Great Hall for the start of the year feast.
"You have already asked one." He chuckled. "But, you may ask another."
"Where is the final protection for the stone?"
"It shall be revealed in time." He replied.
"Yes, sir." Snape dropped the subject. "There is something else that well, makes me uneasy." He confessed.
"What would that be, Severus?" Dumbledore looked at him, the same quizzical look on his face that he had worn earlier.
"First, why bother with all of the enchantments if there is a back door to the chamber where the stone is hidden?"
"Ah." Dumbledore smiled knowingly. "That doorway can only be opened by the headmaster. I'm not really sure why. It is one of Hogwarts' many secrets, I suppose."
"Also," Snape took a deep breath. "I must bring some suspicious behaviour to light. Professor Quirrell was acting very odd down in the chambers." He glanced at Dumbledo
Ch2 - Mudbloods and warTHE DEATH EATERCh2 - Mudbloods and war5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ch. 2 - Mudbloods and war
As soon as she crossed the barrier between the Muggle and the magical world, Lily felt her heart lift. Although considerably less full than it had been at the beginning of the school year, Platform 9 3/4 nonetheless bustled with students. Lily saw the owls and cats and robes and pointed hats and the overlarge trunks with fondness as she dragged her own trunk toward the scarlet steam engine waiting for them on the tracks. Behind her, her parents walked in silence, their usual awe of the magical world replaced with queasiness and mistrust.
Something was definitely different this time. Something strange and heavy lingered on the air, sucking out all the liveliness from the scene, as if a grey curtain had been thrown over the platform, shutting out both life and magic from it. Lily had already started to notice it at the beginning of the school year, and even on the year before that. The atm
CH7 - Lily's DilemmaTHE DEATH EATERCH7 - Lily's Dilemma4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ch 7 - Lily's dilemma
Lily couldn't remember ever being so grateful that potions was over. Standing next to Severus all that time was starting to make her feel awkward. He'd spent the entire class looking down and speaking in barely-audible whispers, slamming things around and then apologising profusely for it. She was starting to get tired of it, and not just because the constant apologising became annoying. It was easier to keep on hating Severus when she wasn't talking to him. After all, she could imagine him as she always saw him on the hallways: dark and sullen and cross and snapping at people just for the hell of it. She could imagine him off in some dark corner of the castle doing horrible things with Mulciber and Avery instead of regretful and diminished by her presence.
But now she couldn't help the sweet and shy boy she used to be such good friends with before he was sorted into Slytherin. Lily co
In Your Arms TonightJoker and Harley - In Your Arms TonightIn Your Arms Tonight5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She deserves to know that you love her.
Was he nervous? Scared? Or perhaps even worried? It'd been a good night for The Joker. Gordon and the Bat were petrified for the Gotham souls. His plans were going well. But he'd been neglecting her. Not on purpose of course, except for those few accessions. He'd just been busy, that's all. Surely she'd understand that. Well tonight was the night. To prove his love for her. He chuckled at the word. Love. Not a word he would have used in his vocabulary before he met her. Is this what it turned him into? A cowering mess, scared to open a door that would lead him to her?
There's still time to kill her!
Don't let her take over you!
As he opened the door to the ware-house, he shook the voices out of his head. They weren't going to disturb his fun tonight. There she was, innocently sorting out the plans that he'd thrown across the room the night before, in a fit of rage. Slowly creeping up behind her, h
If It Meant Living-54: ConsequencesIf It Meant Living-54: Consequences4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
If It Meant Living - Chapter 54
Title: If It Meant Living Chapter 54: "Consequences"
Game: Mass Effect/Mass Effect 2/Mass Effect 3
Disclaimer: Bioware owns all rights to Mass Effect and its characters
Content Warning: Violence, Language
Shepard walked through the door of Kaidan's hospital room then came to a stop. He was reading a news story on his Omni-tool but looked up at the sound of the door opening. She smiled, her eyes lighting up. "Hi."
She took his breath away. She looked so damn amazing, shining hair naturally falling over one shoulder, eyes sparkling, smile breathing life into the room. He swallowed, staring at her wordlessly.
Unnerved by his silence, her brow furrowed. "Can I come in?"
He shook his head roughly. "Of course, please." He quickly flipped off the Omni-tool and turned to her a
AC DrabbleThe hallucinations were getting worse. Desmond tried not to let his eyes slide to the apparitions flanking him on either side but this was quickly becoming ridiculous. Things had been well not normal, but perhaps ignorable for a while. Desmond had only had flashes of things at the beginning, half-seen images of armored Templars, a high walled fortress he suspected might be Masyaf, Venetian alleys things like that. And, while totally not normal, these weird images were fairly easy to ignore. Then there'd been full-blown visions where he'd suddenly come to in twelfth century Syria or fifteenth century Florence and Desmond no longer existed, only Altair or Ezio. And coming down from those had been disorienting as hell. And, as his luck seemed to be the worst kind, Desmond found himself subjugated to even stranger things.AC Drabble3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
At first, when he'd started to see flashes of his ancestors, they had be
Dog, Stag and RatThough no words were spoken aloud, the three boys' expressions practically screamed 'You go first'.Dog, Stag and Rat4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Remus stood by the door, watching anxiously. Every couple of seconds he would make a small noise, as if to protest, but the looks he recieved made him bite his tongue. He had been quivering with fear ever since that morning when James had rushed to breakfast, shirt unevenly buttoned and glasses askew, claiming he'd figured it out. Now Remus's three best friends stood expectantly in the abandoned classroom, ready to make the intense change into Animagi, all for him. He didn't even want to think about what could go wrong, all he knew was that it'd be all his fault.
Sirius cleared his throat. He wasn't one to suffer hostile silences, nor to shy away from a challenge.
"If you two shirt lifters are done pissing your pants, could we maybe get a move on?" he snapped characteristically, although his voice betrayed his twinges of nervousness.
"Shirt lifters?" James scoffed, "You're one to talk. I
To Wonderland - Ch. 2To WonderlandTo Wonderland - Ch. 24 years ago in Humor More Like This
I do not own any of the characters. They belong to DC Comics and Lewis Carroll. "Alice in Wonderland" belongs to Lewis Carroll. This was written purely for fun.
Chapter Two: A Grin Without a Cat
Jonathan Crane opened his eyes and was nearly blinded by the sunlight. He brought up a hand to shield his eyes from the harsh light and had a look around. He found himself standing on a low-rising hill on the edge of a forest. The gentle breezes in the air made the grass around him dance, lightly tapping against his boots. In the distance, he could see the grass disappear into a sandy shore with a wide sea beyond. There wasn't a building in sight.
He most certainly wasn't in Gotham anymore.
Crane lowered his arm to his side once his eyes had adjusted and took in this new environment. It appeared that he was the only one in this strange new land. He co
Gotham High 55Gotham High 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Walking carefully in a dark alley behind an old factory, Jay kept looking around to make sure there was no one else around. "Brucey!" he hissed. "You here?"
Steps were heard coming his way only they came from more than one person and the two school bullies stepped into the light. The former quarterback in front of him, the wrestling captain coming up from behind.
"Brucey's not in right now but you like, please leave a message after the ass whoopin'!" Wayde said making his knuckles snap.
"Brucey never sent that note to meet'm here, did he?" Jay said trying to keep a smile on his face.
"See Ed? I told you he didn't have a balloon animal for a brain."
"Indeed, he does seem smarter than your average prankster."
"Heh, and here I thought you guys didn't have a sense of humour..."
"Trust me, you'll die laughing when we're done with you," Wayde said as the two boys started closing in on him.
"I'd love to exchange a few jokes with you guys but all you care about are the punch-lines," Jay said
SeverusHe was dying.Severus4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Those three words made everything painfully clear as he laid in his own blood. He knew that this day would have came sooner or later and he knew that he would die alone. He would die alone if not for one person that he had utterly loathed since the day he met him for the actions of his father. This young man, the one that he had kept away from him and yet protected him for his mother, was staying here with him as he slipped away from the world. Sure it was to prove that he was innocent and that he had a purpose for doing what he did, but the fact still remained that he wasn't alone.
His ragged breath made him cough blood onto his face, smearing it into his skin to make a disturbed and sad picture to the eyes of the young man that he held onto. His vision was blurry with tears from the pain of the bite and from just from the fact that he was dying after so long of surviving this cruel world while he served two people in order to make sure that one side survived long after
Snape and Lily WIP - UpdatedSnape looked tensely down at the rose in his hands. He'd been holding it too tight for too long and now it looked like a down right mess. More than a few petals had fallen off and the stem now looked brown.Snape and Lily WIP - Updated6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Lily will think I'm too cheap or too lazy to find her decent roses " He muttered to himself.
But before Snape had anymore time to wallow in self-pity he heard an oh-so familiar voice.
"Oy! Greasy!" James voice carried across the lawn and seemed to echo off the castle walls.
"JAMES HARRY POTTER!" A shrilled voice squealed, "James Potter you ditched me in hogsmeade for your freaky little troupe of friends, you loathsome slimey git!"
Lily's face was flaming red and her brilliant green eyes seemed about ten shades darker
"Lily " Snape croaked so quietly, he wasn't even sure he had heard himself let alone Lily.
"Oh Snape!" Lily's tone of force changed and her eyes lightened.
James had a look of pure disgust on his face but he didn't dare do anything to Snape
HP 100 - Don't move11. Don´t moveHP 100 - Don't move4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"...You called me back for this, to tell me that Harry Potter has escaped again? Draco, give Rowle another taste of our displeasure...do it, or feel my wrath yourself!"(Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, page 145)
Terror spread through Draco like ice, leaving him frozen to the spot. He couldn´t have moved, let alone spoken, even if he had tried. After a few seconds of silence, which was only broken by Rowle´s erratic breathing and the hissing of the flames, the Dark Lord turned and fixed his attention on the pale boy, momentarily forgetting about the man he had been torturing.
"Do you need some persuasion then?" His voice was drowned by the crackling fire and the blood pressing against Draco´s eardrums. But even so he had come to learn what that look meant.
He tried to say something, even tried to raise his wand and do what was expected of him, but his lips had become dry parchment and his hand a heavy stone. The Dark Lord came closer
Fenders: AwakeAwakeFenders: Awake5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Age is unbecoming. Time collects stresses and miseries more rapidly as it continues on, and thus ages many men long before their time.
Men with burdens. Men like Anders.
A dispirited man perhaps, or a puppet husk on fraying strings. He can scarcely believe that his youth is still upon him. It has been so long since he's felt like himself, and each day a little more of him wears away.
The little joy that remains, currently colors his lips and cheeks, races the withering heart within his breast.
Rich brown eyes fix upon deep viridian.
Surprisingly clear for all their mystery, glaring meaningfully. Anxious, aggressive longing that seems to feed the empty pull within the mage's chest. Beckoning him closer. A mutual, disquieting sensation.
Ten slender digits work their way through reddish blond locks, balling into tight fists. A frustrated growl escapes their owner. Tentatively the mage explores the li