DreamsDreams3 years ago in Drama More Like This
There is the odd night, here and there, where he dreams of nothing at all.
Some nights he dreams of the feel of a fist hitting a fragile body - the body he used to have before the needles and the vita rays, the body that he had trouble remembering was no longer his. He flinches, sometimes, when people throw a blow, because he remembers that once upon a time the fist would connect and there would be a crunch where now there was usually just a thud - if the fist is even fast enough to connect.
Those nights are ok. He usually wakes up fine. Rested.
Other nights he's back in the room with Erskine and Stark and the other scientists, in the metal tube, feeling the press of needles into his arms and the heat of rays through his body. That peculiar sense that everything was changing through the pain, the feeling of being too full and not full enough.
Those aren't too bad.
He dreams of bullets and guns and tanks and hydra weapons. Of explosions and comrades falling as they fight the g
Secret of the ShadowAdrenaline drowned my muscles, forcing them to press on despite the searing pain that seemed to be tearing my legs in half. My lungs heaved as they took in the precious air, trying to encourage my limbs to make it to the Temple in time. It had been some time since I had been forced to run like this, since the jaws of Death were encroaching upon my person. The Shadows had protected me, keeping me within Their secret graces, hiding me within Their blessings, but alas a time must always come when the Shadows must be cast aside, revealing oneself to the Daylight, he who continually casts his rays upon this cursed land, showing me the memory of the destruction that had happened so long ago.Secret of the Shadow9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
For seven years I have roamed this land, all the while knowing full well the Curse that laid over it. Ruin had befallen the virginal Ivory that stood watch over the land; now the purity had been raped and seduced into Midnight . The forces that stood at silent attention had been twisted, disfigured, and
.::.The Long War Ahead.::..::.The Long War Ahead.::.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
- Fanfiction - Cross Over - The Long War Ahead.-
Loki glances towards his brother Thor, they were fighting for hours, the enemies showed no sign of giving up. He was clearly across the street, his brother busy at the next one down but able to see him from a distance. He didn't want to join a war or even yet help rescue Midgard from an invasion of demons and fallen angels.
Why Demons and Fallen Angels? Aren't they supposed not to exist? Guess he was wrong. It was his first encounter with these creatures and they were controlling human bodies or corpse that was lying around.
Loki swung his scepter, the side smacking into the possessed human head, a loud crack was heard as the possessed human fell down limp on the floor with blood oozing from the side of its head. This was a war, a big war and it seems more and more are just coming. The source of the trouble apparently was started when the devil's door was open due to some cult being the key to unlocking it. Well apparently two particular
avengers - this space betweenHe is as imposing and intimidating as he’s ever been, fire in his electric blue eyes and power in his stance, the hammer in his hand and angry lightning the only illumination. A lesser man might fear the thunder alone would stop his heart. He could have anyone at his mercy.avengers - this space between1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Instead he is offering mercy, the softhearted fool.
If he believes he can overpower me, why doesn’t he do it? And if he doesn’t believe he can, then why has he been pursuing me at all?
Sometimes I hear him, echoing as he had ever since my fall, telling me I deserved what I’d gotten, and what was sure to come to me.
But now he stands before me pleading just the opposite. He tries to tell me I can come home, insists that I can still be who I once was. I never was that man at all. I cannot claim back an identity that did not exist.
He does not understand. He knew a man. I am a monster. What have I to return to but scorn and lies? He offers forgiveness, but what can wash away the bl
Stick Shift"Explain to me again why you got me in this monkey suit?"Stick Shift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Because", Tony cocked his head, "Clint's off playing James Bond with the Widow, Thor's doing whatever it is Thor does, and we all know Bruce isn't exactly hot on being around large crowds of people." The inventor shrugged and smirked, "That leaves you, and who would pass up a chance at having a legendary super solider as his wingman?"
With that, the billionaire put the final touches on Steve Rogers' bowtie, before taking a step back to admire his handy work much like an artist eyeing up a painting. The aforementioned soldier, for his part, seemed more like he was searching for the nearest exit. He nearly glared at his friend's descendant-wondering how the heck he fell into this mess.
Just a few hours before, the Captain had been enjoying a quiet and peaceful afternoon at his Brooklyn apartment; filling up his neglected sketchbook with page after page of new artwork. But all that came to a grinding halt when Stark had sudde
When Making Avengers Readerfics or FanfictionSo, after reading from many a drove and load of Avengers Fanfiction/Readerfics that shall go nameless, I've found things that have made me cringe, scoff, or ridicule said stories, and things I strongly, strongly feel should not go unsaid.When Making Avengers Readerfics or Fanfiction1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Now, I know, I know. I know that many of you did not read the comics before you joined the fandom, and most of you joined because of the movie, I get that, and I totally respect that.
But, still, my God, these characters that you are writing with that have been in the industry for twenty, thirty years, if not more. Captain America, aka Steve Rogers, has been a driving comic book stand character since World War 2, while Loki, Thor, Iron Man, and the Hulk were some of the comics that revived a dying industry.
Trust me. Comics had been slaughtered by the Comics Code Authority and Frederick Wertham, and became so sanitized and pampered for they were thought too violent for children of the fifties to read. By the
Loki x Reader: Monsters“You’re such a child.”Loki x Reader: Monsters3 months ago in Humor More Like This
“But can you still check?”
Loki makes a point to sigh heavily here. “There are no monsters in your closet, darling. Now go to sleep.”
“Oh yeah? Why don’t you open the closet, then?” you challenge, peeping over the blankets with eyes that dare him to check.
“Anything to prove you wrong.”
The closet door swings open with an old creak of its hinges, revealing…
An orderly line of clothes held aloft with their hangars, shoes stacked neatly underneath.
“No monsters in here.” Loki reassures you, leaning his head far into the dark space of the closet. “But if you count dust as a monstrosity, I would say your fate is sealed tonight.”
“Very funny. Check under the bed.”
“Good Gods, woman, how many times do I have to tell you-”
“Just check it!”
He groans in disbelief as he gets down all fours to peer underneath your mattress.
Getting ItGetting It3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It's hard, understanding people these days. Steve grew up with a certain set of rules, rules that have changed more than people might think. You grew up and you made friends through experience and common interest and you stuck by them if they stuck by you and it was… well it was simple.
Or maybe his brain was addled from all those years in the ice.
Most of the others are ok with him… not getting it. Bruce… well Bruce doesn't seem to get a lot himself, every little thing he says is like treading on glass and Steve figures there are just some things that make you second guess yourself every step of the way and that's ok, that's fine he can totally understand that and it means they share a comforting… thing… that while isn't exactly friendship (Steve would call it friendship, but Bruce would be afraid that if he called it that something bad would happen to it) at least follows the forms for it.
Clint reminds him of Bucky — he has that easy
Shades of Green- Chapter 14Shades of Green- Chapter 144 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green
Chapter Fourteen- Conquest of The Leader
Part Five- Savage Monster, Noble Heart
The Leader's Helicarrier
It is common knowledge to know that whenever two females would fight, it was sure to be very violent and graphic, especially if they already have a huge animosity towards one another. Well, this could never be more true than the brutal fight that was being waged between Shego and Red She-Hulk, the confrontation between the two female Hulks making the surrounding adamantium/titanium walls tremble from the sheer ferocity of their blows. One could almost sense the hatred that these two women shared for one another, as if the glares that they gave each other were not enough evidence of this very fact, and not to mention the sheer impact of their blows.
The two female titans lashed out at one another with a fury that could only come from pure rage and animosity, blocking and countering one anothers moves as they traveled the length of the steel flooring w
Two Women, One HulkTwo Women, One Hulk4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: One Month
Two Women, One Hulk
The Realm of Asgard
Thor was now leaving Asgard after visiting his father Odin, who wished to speak with him regarding the mortals that helped saved the nine realms from destruction at the hands of Loki. The conversation between Odin and Thor, like most of their discussions, was very brief and left the Thunder God wondering, for it seemed like Odin knew something that nobody else did and was intentionally hiding it. Thor could only begin to guess what his father was hiding, but whatever it was, it was something that was not meant to be revealed to anyone at this particular point of time.
He could only hope that whenever this secret was, it would be revealed to him and his fellow Avengers before it is too late. Thor continued to walk through the halls, his mind deep in thought regarding his conversation with Odin, and thus did not seem to notice the sound of approaching footsteps. It was only when this particular person announced her presen
HomeNatasha quickly walked across the hard dusty ground.Home3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey slow down!” Cap’s voice called from behind. “I’m not slowing down Cap.” She said. There were footsteps as Cap ran up to her.
“Hey slow down. We can barely keep up. I know you want to find Clint but we have to be careful still. We have no idea what’s out here.” He said.
“I do. Hawkeye is out there somewhere. If you need to take a break go ahead.” Natasha said not even looking at the soldier. “What if it’s not him?” Cap asked. She stopped finally.
“We’re nearly there.” She said then started to walk again.
She walked several more feet and then stopped. She looked over her shoulder at the two. They looked at her.
“You guys don’t have to be here. I can do this on my own.” She said. “Clint is my friend too.” Steve said. “I want to find him as much as you.”
“Then we have to keep going. I
His Feelings, a Avengers FicletS.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Clint Barton laid awake on his bed. It had been a year and half since the Battle of New York, but that wasn’t on his mind. It was something else entirely.His Feelings, a Avengers Ficlet1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It had to do with a certain red-headed partner of his. A partner he has feelings for. Feelings that had surfaced during the Battle of New York.
Barton needed to tell her how he felt, and just didn’t know how to do it.
There was a knock at the door, and it opened. The woman in question stuck her head in. “Come on, Clint,” she said. “We have a mission.” Then just as quickly closed the door.
A mission, Barton thought. He could always count on her to partner up with him.
Chapter .1- The Man-MonsterChapter .1- The Man-Monster3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Villainess, The Physicist... and The Man-Monster!
I don't know when I was born.
I only know that I was with him since the beginning.
I was always there within him.
Seeing and feeling everything that he felt.
He kept me imprisoned.
He never let me out.
I hate Banner.
I hate him more than anyone.
I hate him... almost as much as I hate myself.
He's always there.
Keeping me chained and locked up deep inside.
But he couldn't keep me contained forever.
But he would still always be there.
He let the puny humans torment him.
He could have fought back.
But he chose to keep to yourself.
He chose to lock up all of his emotions.
His loneliness, his sorrow, and his rage.
He locked all of it away.
Just like he's done to me.
Then he began working for the Old Man.
Asleep In the Workshop"It's been three hours...where's Tony?" Steve Rogers (more generally referred to as Captain America) had been lying in bed, waiting for a certain genius to return from his workshop. He rolled onto his side and stared at the clock, letting a soft sigh escape him. He said he was only going to be a few minutes. Steve let out a less-than-manly whine as he unwillingly rose to his feet, pulling on a pair of very star-spangled boxers and made his way to his boyfriend's workshop.Asleep In the Workshop3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The blond super-soldier pushed his way through the doors, the corners of his mouth sagging into a frown when he saw Tony hunched over at his workbench. With a particularly loud groan, Steve approached the seemingly busy Tony and crossed his arm. "Tony, you said you were only going to be a few minutes." When he received no response, Steve continued. "What could you possibly be doing that's so important?"
He never really understood what was so great about it. All he saw was various bits of metal and fa
The Sounds of You Breathing :: StonyThe Sounds of You BreathingThe Sounds of You Breathing :: Stony3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When he wakes up in the middle of the night, panting and still half-stuck in a nightmare, he sometimes panics. Well, he nearly does. It takes a few seconds for his surroundings to reassert themselves; to tell him that he's not being pelted with freezing wind, that it's so cold he can see his breath, that he's reaching out and Bucky's
The thought is always cut off before it can finish.
But then he looks up and there's no grey clouds and snow covered mountains surrounding him, but there's a ceiling and walls and an entire wall of windows overlooking the ocean and Tony snoring peacefully beside him.
That's, ultimately, what grounds him firmly in reality, in the here and now. The walls and windows are nice, but it's Tony sleeping beside him, eyes closed and the faint glow of the arc reactor throwing out a pale blue light, that makes his heart stop racing and a small to start tugging at the corners of his lips.
Sometimes he wakes Tony up if it's bee
Cold - Loki / TonyIt was cold. Not that kind of cold that mortals and asgardians felt when in the snow, he had never felt that kind of cold he was a Jotun after all. But he was sure, judging from the descriptions he had heard of 'outside-cold', that outside-cold would be a much more 'pleasant' experience, than the one he felt in that moment, the one he felt ever so often and which always left his insides raw and bleeding. "Tony" A simple word, twisted by cold, and which never should have left his lips. If only Tony had been there with him, his mere presence would have chased the cold away and given the word more meaning that it should be possible for a word to hold. But the stupid mortal wasn't there, and Loki was for once at his full senses in spite of the cold. He shook his head and rubbed his arms in a foolish attempt to rub away the cold which only exited in his own mind, but also to push away the useless memories of a useless mortal. Loki was a god he didn't need a mortals helpCold - Loki / Tony3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Vampire Yaoi Story p4part 4 of my story....My Vampire Yaoi Story p46 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Back at the APS headquarters, everyone was feeling alright. They hadn't gotten their prey, but he would now be easier to catch since they had already faced him and had seen his moves. The members poured into the dimly lit hideout, all talking at once.
Casey stood in the middle of the room, glancing at all the spirited talking people. She felt uneasy. Keith took quite of few of her men out, but she still felt like some of hers weren't there. Mel was at sniper still and hadn't seen the monster yet... Leroy was dead... Ted...
Casey fidgeted. She scanned the crowd of her men. Ted and Rook were not present. "Ted! Rook! Anyone seen them?" The crowd quieted at their leader's voice. They all looked amongst themselves.
"They're not here."
DesperationFandom: The Avengers/MarvelDesperation3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The last person in the world Tony ever wanted to be compared to was his father. Not because Howard was the worst man to ever live or anything as foolish as that, but because of what it would mean to be like the man. Tony knew Howard Stark in a way that few did. Not as the genius inventor that helped bring the world into the Age of Technology; but as a drunk, mean, detached, less-than-half-decent father and husband.
Tony didn't hate his father; far from it, really. It was his desire to be accepted by Howard that had eventually driven him to bitterness, but never once had he truly hated the man. All the same, the last thing he wanted was to be compared to him.
Yet as he sat crouched over his desk (in the same way he remembered Howard doing so), his fingers tapping a soothing beat into his skull (Howard did that too, he thinks), with a third glass of whiskey empty by his elbow
Apocalyptic Avengers 1 - Marvel-Fallout CrossoverTony Stark coughed violently as he slowly came to. Wherever he was, it was dark, warm, and full of dust. He struggled to his feet, still coughing.Apocalyptic Avengers 1 - Marvel-Fallout Crossover3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ugh... Jarvis?" he called. No response. "... System's dead... damn..." He got up and had a look around. He appeared to be in an office building, but there was no one else there. As the memories of the previous events flooded his mind, he tried to piece together what had just happened.
He remembered Doctor Doom... the Avengers had tried to take him down, but something went wrong... And now he was here. Here, and very much alone. He thought of Steve... hit with the residual blast of Doom's fatal mistake, and with nothing to protect him. He could practically hear Hank and Jan's screams of pain. As each of his teammates came to mind, he felt his stomach knot up painfully.
The silence around him nearly rivaled the loneliness in his head. With another hacking cough, he covered his face with his hands.
"... I need a drink..." he whispered. He was
Convincing Cap, an Avengers ficletWhen Steve Rogers also known as Captain America walked up the stairs to his apartment, all he wanted was a shower, and not the invasion that was already there. One he wasn’t expecting.Convincing Cap, an Avengers ficlet1 year ago in Drama More Like This
When Rogers opened his door, he saw it. He had a flat screen television mounted on his wall and few gaming systems were parked right below it. On the desk, he saw there was a monitor which was on the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo was being used as the desktop wallpaper. The tower was sitting next to the monitor as the keyboard and mouse were right in front of it. On the couch, he saw there was what he assumed was a laptop which also had the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo as the desktop wallpaper on it, but he knew that’s where the music came from. There was also what he what he thought was called a cell phone next to the laptop. On his end table beside the couch, there was some sort of radio and a cordless house phone.
Somewhere in the apartment, Rogers heard the toilet flush and the sink run for a few moments before
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