Two Genius Superheroes Chapter 2/2Bruce shoved Tony through the first open door he found on the fifth floor of Stark Tower. Stumbling in, Tony brushed himself off and sank comfortably into a chair to watch Bruce with a bemused smile. Bruce locked the door behind himself and turned to study the room. A large mahogany desk, a state-of-the-art computer, a desk phone, two guest chairs, a mini fridge, a few questionable stains on the carpet, a couple of family photos. A fairly ordinary personal office.Two Genius Superheroes Chapter 2/22 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is this room secure?" Bruce demanded, rifling through the desk drawers for any possible recording devices. Tony pulled out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, and then nodded. All pretenses gone, Bruce sighed through his nose and dropped into the unoccupied guest chair. "How did you find out?" Tony beamed and sat up straight.
"So you admit it? Honestly I was expecting faux confusion, or maybe even an outright denial."
"I considered it," Bruce grimaced. "But I figured since you outed yourself I might as well return the
Two Genius Superheroes Chapter 1/2Two Gorgeous, Genius Billionaire Superheroes Walk Into A Party...Two Genius Superheroes Chapter 1/22 years ago in Romance More Like This
The cave was dark, the only light being that of the enormous computer screen flickering with incoming data and criminal profiles. The hum of the console mingled with the occasional fluttering of the bats and tapping on the keyboard. Leaning back in his chair, Bruce Wayne rested his elbows on the armrests and steepled his fingers, contemplating the information before him.
"Ahem." Bruce quickly spun his chair around to face his butler. Alfred was in his pajamas, yet his thinning hair was combed and his demeanor was as formal as ever. Slight bags beneath his eyes indicated that he hadn't gotten more than a couple hours of sleep. All this Bruce took in subconsciously, his conscious mind still processing data and patterns. "Master Bruce, a letter has just arrived for you." Bruce raised a thick dark eyebrow and checked his ridiculously expensive watch. 4:02am.
"I didn't know mailmen had night shifts." Bruce accepted the offere
Santo Roma's Richiesta Pt. 1The sun was bright and the day was warm, both of which made Italy so very happy. He was leaning against the balcony railing outside of him and Germany's room in his blue boxers and a pink tank top. The sun felt nice against his pale skin, and he was considering asking Germany to skip training for the day so he could tan. Hey, summer was starting up, he needed to look good!Santo Roma's Richiesta Pt. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Italia," Germany said from inside the room, "come und get dressed. Ve haff to get to training."
"Aw," Italy pouted as he ran back over to the blonde nation, "but it is such a beautiful day Germany! Can't we just skip training and laze around? Maybe tan a bit?"
Germany sighed deeply and looked into Italy's excited light brown eyes. How could he say no to such a cute face? He looked out the open glass doors to the balcony as a warm breeze came into the room. Vell, it is a vonderful day. I suppose skipping one session vouldn't hurt anyzing.
He smiled at Italy and rumpled Italy's brown hair. "Fine I
IIIIt had been three days to date since Jim's little show.III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian was waiting for Moriarty's return. He would continue forth with his daily routine, constantly expecting Jim to sidle up alongside him with that grin of his, hat pulled down low over his sunglass clad eyes, a hand tugging on Seb's arm, dragging him home, giving him a new assignment.
It had been three weeks to date since Jim's little feature.
Sebastian wasn't worried yet. Why should he be? His boss would do this quite frequently, vanishing for months at a time on some sudden whim of his fancy. Whether it was to take down a target or because a new hobby had captured his interest for a short period, sending him dancing around the globe to collect them all.
It had been three months to date since Jim's little exposé.
Sebastian still wasn't worried about his boss, but there was this feeling in the pit of his stomach, much like a lead ball weighing him down.
He made certain to jog by Jim's
Amends They worried, he knew that.Amends2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was true that his mental state seemed to be deteriorating all the time. The joke shop had been closed for days, now. He must have lost a lot of sales.
He didn’t care.
Why should he care? What did money matter, when they were richer than they’d ever needed to be? What did the shop matter, when the only other person who had shared the dream was gone?
What did anything matter, when he was half of a whole?
Yes, they worried. They all worried. His mother most of all, of course, as all mothers did. His father, who always seemed unsure of what to do around him now. His siblings… Well, they had all felt almost the same pain he had. Almost. None of them had lost their other halves.
He didn’t know what he was thinking half the time. The other half, his thoughts were incomplete.
You see, Fred had always been there to complete them for him.
A Tale of Two Ums: Part 1 Argh! That James Potter! I swear he's trying to make me pitch myself off the Astronomy Tower. I hate him and I hate his stupid glasses and his stupid hair and his stupid cute smile...A Tale of Two Ums: Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is your name Flipendo, Evans? Because you knock me off my feet."
"Your smile is like Lumos; it really lights up a room."
"You don't need Stupefy to be stunning, Evans."
"Shut up!" I screech at him. He throws a pick up line at me every time we finish a class and it drives me up the wall.
I realise that everybody is looking at me now and I suddenly remember that I'm a Prefect. I compose myself and say quietly, "Please stop that, Potter. It's very irritating."
I walk away and try to ignore the snickers of Sirius as he teases James. "Ooh, she got you, Prongs! She's beaten you with the powers of smarts and sensibility." He spits out the words like the plague and it's all I can do to not spin around and hex him into obli
Drarry fanfic Pt 2 Harry had just finished his homework when the sun began to set, and waiting for Hermione to get packed up, he played with the grass, tearing the lush blades from the ground and running them through his fingers. He toyed with the idea of trying to get them to levitate but Hermione was finished and Ron had finally given up being patient and was now pestering them to hurry up. As he stood up he saw the familiar figure of Ginny running over to him. He was happy to see Ginny but was aware of a niggling annoyance in the pit of his stomach, before he could figure out what it was Ginny had flung herself at him and was giving him a bear hug. He hugged her back and the four of them went off to the main hall. Harry tried to ignore it, but he had a funny feeling about the way Malfoy, who was in front of them, had given a beseeching and almost sad look towards him before disappearing into the building.Drarry fanfic Pt 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Over the next few weeks, both boys found themselves thinking about eac
One ShotOne Shot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Seb kept his gun in hand, his sight tracking John as he jumped from the Taxi. Jim wouldn't just shoot Sherlock, he had to fall, he would never ruin his perfect ending.
There was only one person that could have been shot on that rooftop, no matter how much Seb refused to believe. He brought a hand to his ear, switching on the com system between him and Jim.
"Sir, I need the word, I've got the doctor in sight. Should I Shoot?"
"Boss, I need the word. Yes or no?"
Still no word.
"Dammit Jim, answer me you bastard!" Seb found himself screaming over the line, as if he
could bring Jim back by cursing and insulting him.
Seb focused back on his target.
He could shoot him.
He could do what Jim had promised.
He could burn Sherlock's heart right out with one bullet.
Instead he found himself watching as John screamed his best friends name and began to run. Sherlock had fallen from St Barts, Jim had gotten his perfect ending, what would he have said if Seb were to shoot right now.
CnDP - ScreamCnDP - Scream4 years ago in Drama More Like This
(Were Gonna) Scream Until Were Satisfied
Daken flinches as sparks shoot up from the console nearby. Wilson! he shouts. Hurry up; the lifeboats about to leave!
Through the smoke, he sees Wilson straighten up and get into his command chair. Not going, he says. They want my ship? Ill ram it down their fucking throats.
Daken swears under his breath and picks his way over bodies and fallen metal panels and debris from the deck above. Are you out of your fucking mind? What the hell good will that do us?
Feel free to run away, Junior, Wilson grunts, punching up a heading. I keep my promises.
Daken pauses for a moment when he sees Laura.
Youre going to need someone managing the engines, he grudgingly admits. Give me two minutes to get
Contrivance: Chapter TwoJohn==> Turn the keyContrivance: Chapter Two3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You turn the key, watching closely as the man who tried to kill you three years ago crumbles at your feet.
Your name is John but your title is much longer. John son of Jake, Sovereign ruler of the Kingdom of Wind and Shade, King of the Kowasites, Heir of Breath. You think that if you were to clump all those names in a sentence together, it could easily serve as an anchor on a ship. Your reign has thus far lasted what your enemies call 'one and a half sweeps' though the war you inherited along with your crown has been going on for much longer than that. Your Southern-most neighbors, the Alternians, have never before met an enemy they couldn't easily crush and they have not taken to the idea of failure well.
You suck in an unsteady bout of your birthright and the sound it makes is a rattle that reminds you of tree branches shuddering against the wind. It is the only indication that the events currently unfolding may not sit right with you. Outwardly, your expression
Staying in bedA/N: Here be Remus/Sirius slash. All the fluff?Staying in bed2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Theme: In your arms
“Don’t wake them!” James said from the other side of Remus’s curtains. The young lycanthrope slowly opened his eyes and chuckled when he heard someone – most likely Peter – run into one of their trunks before their two friends quietly left the dorm room.
It was the first Saturday since returning to school and none of the Marauders had quite gotten used to waking up early morning. That’s why Sirius and Remus were still lying in bed, trying to sleep.
Sadly, now that Remus was awake, it didn’t look like he was going to fall back asleep. Not that he really minded; he was perfectly content just staying in bed with Sirius using his chest as a pillow. Thankfully the other seventh year was still sound asleep so Remus just closed his eyes as he started to slowly stroke Sirius’s black hair.
Even though Remus didn’t go back asleep, his mind did drift off somew
Drarry fanfic Pt 1Part 1Drarry fanfic Pt 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a particularly warm summer afternoon and Harry was letting his mind wander. It was the last lesson on a Friday afternoon, and while everyone else around the school was having a fun lesson in the sunlight, Harry and the rest of Gryffindor, along with Slytherin, was stuck copying out the uses of Asphodel in the dungeons. While they wrote, Snape kept a watchful eye over them, occasionally asking a student, usually from Gryffindor, to stop talking or show him their work. Harry gazed mindlessly around the room and his eyes soon settled on a blond head a few rows in front of him. A thin shaft of sunlight from a small window very near the ceiling of the room came to fall on the boy's head. Harry noticed that the few stray hairs escaping the gelled mass glinted golden in the sun. The boy must have felt Harry's gaze as he turned and glared at him. Harry quickly looked back to his parchment and dipped his quill in the ink, hoping that Malfoy wouldn't no
I love you, yes? Ron Weasley woke from his nightmare with a gasp, his pillow soaked with sweat. Hermione stirred next to him and turned over so she was facing him. Her hair was frizzed up again, forming a thin veil over her face. The rest of it was puffed up behind her head.I love you, yes?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's wrong, Ron?" she murmured drowsily.
He gazed at her for a moment, trying to claw his way out of the horror of his dream by seeing her face: unscathed, unharmed, and right there with him.
"Ron?" Her voice was more forceful now and she propped herself up on her arm. "Ron, if you have something to say, spit it out because you're looking at me in a very unnerving way."
Ron smiled. "Um, it's nothing. Nightmare." he croaked, his voice rough from sleep. He cleared his throat. "Go back to sleep."
"No, it's okay. What was it about?" she inquired, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
Ron didn't particularly want
Halloween Ginny turned as she felt a tug on her pant leg.Halloween2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mummy?” A little voice spoke, high, squeaky and confused. “Mummy, Daddy just left.”
Ginny frowned. “What do you mean, Lily?”
Her little girl sniffled. “Daddy just said something and then he left.”
“What did he say?” Ginny asked, a little worried now.
Lily shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“He said something about parents, and visiting, but you’re here, Mum, so why did he go out the door?” Albus piped up.
“And he wasn’t looking at us. Why was he being so strange, Mum?” James inquired.
Glancing at the swinging door, Ginny gave a little ‘oh’ of understanding. “James, is today Halloween?”
Ginny smiled ruefully. “Daddy went to visit his parents.”
Drarry fanfic Pt 4The boys locked eyes for a second, blushing deeply.Drarry fanfic Pt 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Malfoy, what are you doing around here?" Harry asked him, squirming in the awkward moment.
"Potter, you like me don't you." Draco knew it would just be easier to get to the point rather than try to build up to it, making it even more awkward. He was also worried that putting it off would give him time to chicken out and lose all the confidence he'd spent the last two hours building up. Harry was taken aback at the bluntness of Draco's statement and his heart sped up. What was going to happen?
"No, I..." he started.
"I've seen the way you look at me, Harry," Draco lowered and softened his voice. He knew that being harsh was not going to get the answer out of Harry. Harry felt his heart flip at the sound of Draco saying his first name in a tone of voice which was genuine and silky without its usual sarcastic sneer.
"W...why are you here?" Harry spluttered out the question, shaking hard. He was looking at the floor, not darin
Drarry fanfic Pt 12 The heat hung heavily in the air like an unneeded blanket smothering everything under its weight. Although it had only just gone eight in the morning and the sun hadn't even begun to shine at its full capacity, the air was hot and humid. Even the wind, which had begun to pull at the leaves and chase pieces of paper from the desks as it invaded the room through the window, carried some warmth with it. Each sound was intensified, people laughing and chatting sleepily, owls hooting as they returned from a night's hunting and the deep, rhythmetic rumbles of Ron Weasley snoring.Drarry fanfic Pt 123 years ago in Romance More Like This
Harry contemplated throwing something at him to get him to shut up but decided that he was already awake and had little hope of getting back to sleep in the heat. He reached over for his glasses and slipped them on. He saw that the time was quarter past eight and most of the boys were still asleep, apart from Semus, who Harry knew had gone to the library to practise his spe
Why It was grimly appropriate how these things never happened on bright, sunny days.Why2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I never knew you.
Teddy’s eyes focused on the dirt, darting around the rain.
The cold drops mingled with the hot tears in his eyes.
Why was it you who had to sacrifice yourselves?
He didn’t do anything. He just stood. And he watched.
Why couldn’t you have stayed?
A bitter lump rose in his throat, and he swallowed it angrily.
WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?
He knew it was selfish.
Why couldn’t it have been someone else?
But he didn’t care.
I didn’t get to tell you goodbye.
He didn’t care about anything. Why should he? What was there to care about?
Did you love me at all?
He remembered somethi
Drarry fanfic Pt 5 Draco closed his eyes and wound his arms around the Gryffindor's waist. He felt Harry put his arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. All the confusion melted away, everything was perfect. Draco felt Harry pull away, but he held him tight. He didn't want the magic to end, not just yet. He didn't want to wake up from this dream, not just yet. He didn't want to sink back into reality, not just yet. In his heart, he knew it'd have to end and he'd have to wake up and go back to the cold reality of what his friends, let alone his father, would do if they found out, but not just yet. Harry obliged and kissed him again, even more passionately than the first time, giving Draco a few more moments to feel his stomach fill with butterflies and the electricity race down to his toes.Drarry fanfic Pt 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Harry wound his arms around Draco's neck. This was the moment he'd dreamed of, and it was as perfect as his dream. Almost. A mixture of guilt and worry niggled in his stomach, even over rid
Contrivance: Chapter OneKarkat ==> Be the traitorContrivance: Chapter One3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You are now the traitor.
Actually you have been the traitor for a while. Three years to be exact. That's how long the cranking of the gears within your own rattling carcass has kept you awake at night. You can always hear the metallic parts grinding in the hollow of your chest like your own teeth when someone is stressing you out enough to pull out clumps of your own hairwhich is surprise, surprise: 99% of the time. But the big joke is, you don't hate hate anyone more than you hate yourself. No one can inspire as much disgust in you and no one reminds you more of that deep repulsion with mere sounds.
Not even that bulge-sucking jackass.
But he's definitely the second biggest contender.
You, the traitor, are bowing to him now on one knee, with the knuckles of your fists digging into the soft surface of the red rug below you. The rug trails vermillion all the way up to the throne, a bloodied hunting track, guiding your eyes. The throne doesn't fit him as w
Avengers - Lost in TranslationAvengers - Lost in Translation5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lost in Translation
Tony was not avoiding Steve.
It just happened that, in the hectic, slightly hungover aftermath of the little soiree with Natasha and Pepper and Rhodey and Pete, he was enormously busy.
And Rhodey had brought another batch of non-critical lab equipment with him, including Dummy (that left only one big box of knick-knacks and any spare parts for the cars).
It couldnt be considered avoiding until it stretched on for more than a day.
and the Quin team still needs your okay on the latest blueprint, Pepper was saying, keeping up as he strode toward the private express elevator down the hall from his office.
Theyre not gonna get it until they clean up the wiring to the rear control hatches, he replied easily, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his cuffs. Parties were one thing, but his true playtime would always be tinkering in his lab. Hed been looking forward to having another
Dark Avengers - My DrugDark Avengers - My Drug4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bullseye knows that he has a predisposition for addiction. Things he likes quickly turn into things he needs (goes batty without).
He likes thrills, excitement, violence, pain (in the right amount and situation).
He likes Twizzlers and Amp (sometimes together, because Twizzlers are conveniently straw-shaped).
He likes his meds (especially the aripiprazole, because he turns into a fucking space cadet without it).
And he likes being Dakens pet. (Hes starting to think of the prick as Akihiro latelyhe saw it written down forever-ago in Osborns files, and the kanji for it amused him, attached a human aspect to that egotistical jackass.)
It was annoying at firsthaving his decisions stolen from under him (his clothes, his meals, his goddamn bedtime), being called a name he associates with all his most miserable memories, losing any semblance of privacy because Daken can always tell where hes gone, wh
AloneAlone2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Tee-hee! Stop it!" giggled Korra from down below, causing Bolin to wake up and blink his eyes groggily.
"Why should I?" teased Mako, his voice playful as Korra giggled again. Bolin turned his head over towards the side, his eyes gazing off towards the edge of the landing where his bunk was at. The three of them had returned to Republic City a few days ago, and the Arena had been repaired enough for the brothers to live back up in the attic. Korra had decided to move in with the brothers for the time being, at least until things in Republic City returned to normal.
"Because, City Boy," chuckled Korra, sounding like she was trying to wriggle out of his grasp, "your fingers are tickling me. Do you have any idea of how warm your fingers are right now?"
"Well," said Mako slyly, his voice so slick that Bolin could practically hear him grin, "I guess I found your new weakness, then."
"Don't you even dare-" Korra began to say firmly before she burst into a fit of bubbly giggles,
Clan Overview: Megamart (WIP)Newest Edit: Projectile and Finishing Move added.Clan Overview: Megamart (WIP)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bio: The prospect of Clint City's biggest superstore being recognised as a clan seems as alien to it's citizens as a Sakrohm prophecy, but Martin Maegan has managed to turn his employees into a fine fighting force. And why not? Competition grows more and more brutal and so must the store if they wish to keep their figures in the black and keep the other clans on their toes. Forget the aisles. There'll soon be a clean up required on the city streets.
Clan Creation: Now the Megamart's type demographic of shop workers (e.g., gangsters for the Montana, athletes for the All Stars, etc.) is mostly influenced by the Britcom 'Trollied', but only Colwyn and Barry take any kind of direct basis. I basically looked at the characters' 'roles' in Trollied e.g. shelver, security guard etc., for ideas in regards to the clan's roles in the superstore, and then looked up job sections on supermarket websites for more ideas. I haven't taken on all the role
What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ-"Expelliarmus!"What I'm Trying to Say -LxJ-3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Lily's wand sailed through the air, hit the grass, rolled a bit, and stopped near the lake edge. Her green eyes flashed as her gaze snapped to black-haired culprit. "Damn it, Potter!"
"Don't be like that, Evans," said James, hopping down the knoll to her as Lily stormed over to her fallen wand. James shrugged a bit. "I wouldn't've done it if I didn't know you'd try to Hex me before actually listening to me--"
"Oh--! Bloody--!" James dove behind the tree Lily had previously been sitting against. The force of the jinx hitting the tree vibrated throughout the entire trunk while bits of bark went sailing through the air. Breathing deeply for a couple of moments, he poked his head around. "So...I shouldn't call this foreplay with you, right?"
James ducked back, muttering a quick "Protego" to himself.
Waiting a long moment, James finally dared to poke his head around once more. "Are you done hurling spells at me?"