DeadlineDeadlines. Oh, how Langston Parker hated deadlines. They always seemed to crawl toward him at first, picking their way leisurely through weeks of plotting and typing and revising and retyping; but then they suddenly screamed, "BOO!" and leaped out from behind his computer monitor to torment him through the final weeks leading up to publication. His editors loved setting them. He was all too adept at breaking them.Deadline8 years ago in Horror More Like This
He leaned forward in his computer chair, squinting at the screen through eyes clouded from lack of sleep. Four empty mugs stood at easy reach around him, resting on stacks of discarded manuscript. Stacks that were growing taller with every passing hour when they should have been shrinking – the Day of Reckoning was a mere seventy-two hours away, and he still had fourteen chapters to write.
The bags under his eyes twitched, as though encouraging the lids above them to close. Parker blinked them into submission and rested his fingers on the keyboard once more. They spit out a s
1: The Mistake“Dreyden… We need to talk.”1: The Mistake2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That was what she said. That was where it all ended. Or where it all began, depending on which way you looked at it.
“This just… isn’t working. I mean-… Listen-… I love you. I’m never going to say that I don’t, but-…”
It was already over, and he knew it.
It wasn’t the first time he’d dealt with a breakup, but it was the first time that it hurt.
Dreyden Blazer hadn’t had a single thing ever turn out right in his life. Twenty-five years of absolute failure, constant disappointment, and an impressive amount of rotten luck.
That was just life, as far as he was concerned.
Ever since he was born, Dreyden believed, it had always been his destiny to be nothing more than a screw-up. Because that’s what he was: a mistake.
His brother was the one they wanted. Brian was the good child. Brian was the successful one. He was thirty-two now; handsome, muscular- and everythin
Lucy Heartfilia x Male!ReaderLucy Heartfilia x Male!Reader1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Magnolia was having a winter festival in celebration of the New Year. The entire town was lite up with twinkling lights. Some of the townspeople opened little food stands, others were sellings homemade crafts and other items and some were giving away hot chocolate.
Most of the guild was at the festival. Wendy and Carla ran off to look at all the lights, Gray and Natsu were arguing about what food stand they wanted to go to first, and Erza was sitting on a nearby bench enjoying her stawberry cake. But (y/n), well..he was walking through the streets with a lovely celestial mage.
(y/n) smiled softly at Lucy. The cold night breeze gently ruffled her blonde hair as tiny snowflakes landed in it. Her nose and cheecks were tinted red. Her brown eyes sparkling and full of life as she looked from one stand to the next, giggle when she saw something cute. She was absolutely adorable.
Lucy ran off to one of the stands. It was as if something had really caught her attention. She was standing there
Ryuga x reader childhood friend chapter 3Ryuga x reader childhood friend chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ryuga x reader childhood friend chapter 3
Request for lizzycosplay
You stared at the boy in front of you.
"R-Ryuga." You mumbled.
"Ah Ryuga welcome back. I'm terribly sorry that you had to come back to such a mess."
"Whoa looks like someone had a party." Said Yuu. "Hey Doji who's the girl?" he asked.
"Oh this?" he yanked on your hair making you let out a painful scream. "She is the one who made this mess, she just recently came to her limit. I thought she would be of some use to us don't you think Ryuga?" You looked at Ryuga with worried eyes. He just looked at you.
"Doji give her to me. I'll take care of her for now but I want you to go to go take care of Gingka and his little friends." Your eyes widen.
"Oh yay I get to play with Gingie, Benben, and Yoyo again." Yuu said with a big smile. (Oh Yuu and your way of nickname.)
"Wait. WHa. Ouch." Ryuga picked you up and placed you over his shoulder.
"H-hey put me down." You said.
"You're coming with me! Make sure yo
Black Rabbit - Part sevenThe late October breeze shifted leaves across the sidewalks and roadways, which were usually empty. But tonight, they were filled with children in colorful costumes and teenagers looking to make some trouble. It was Halloween. And every dressed up child that Casey passed made him regret where he was driving even more. Shiloh had somehow pulled him into going trick or treating today, which was nearly impossible for someone to do. The raven absolutely hated trick or treating and hadn't done it since he was around the age of ten. But, Casey just couldn't say no to Shiloh. Maybe it was his baby blue eyes, staring into whatever goodness was left in his soul. Or perhaps it was the simple fact that Casey was growing very fond of the boy. Their agreement was that they he would go trick or treating with Shiloh just as long as he didn't wear a costume.Black Rabbit - Part seven2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But as Casey pulled up to the quaint second story house on the hill, he couldn't help have a hunch that he would actually be in a costume sometim
Zombie CompromiseThere was one constant in Emery's world, and it was the stench. Everywhere he went the smell of corruption awaited him, and contrary to conventional wisdom he never got used to it. The problem lay, he suspected, in the symphony of decay generated by earthly microbes the same way no two bouquets of flowers ever smelled exactly alike.Zombie Compromise4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today's stench was earthy; peaty. He'd become quite the connoisseur of bad smells in the past 16 months or so. He neither inhaled deeply nor breathed any more shallowly than normal it just was. And no matter how many showers he took, no matter what deodorizers he tried, it clung to his hair and clothes, ground into his very skin perhaps.
Oh well. In this small way, the zombie apocalypse was able to touch him physically.
He sat upon the hood of today's car (a Black Rousch Mustang with heinous orange racing stripes, 7.2 miles on the odometer) and watched the undead shuffle back and
Black Rabbit - Part nineLater that night, Casey had left Shiloh's house, saying he had to go home. But sure enough, his car pulled up into the boy's driveway the next morning to give the pinky a ride to school. The whole way there though, he couldn't help thinking about that sweet morning they spent together and the kiss they shared at the park. The scenes just replayed in his head over and over again, and every time, his stomach felt fluttery. As he sat there in Shiloh's driveway, waiting for him to come out, he just let his head fall back on the headrest of his seat and smiled warmly. Even though the chill of autumn slowly crept into the car and through his thin sweater, those memories just made him feel oh so warm.Black Rabbit - Part nine2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pinky soon came out of his house and ran up to the car; his thick pink hair bouncing with his steps as he got in and sat beside Casey in the passenger's seat.
"Hi Casey~ How're you?" Shi asked with his lips curled into a sweet smile as he buckled himself in and pulled his hands into his bunn
Awkward Poetry"I crouched above her gaping maw, and with trembling spirit cast off the lesser parts of me! Eons of struggle, but in the end patience and cunning combined wiley forces to defeat her porcelain silence!"Awkward Poetry5 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Wow. What's your dad on about now?"
I shot Ellen a sideways look. "You really don't know?"
"He went to the toilet."
Her eyes went round. "Oh, god."
"...I chased thee! Through Perdition's flame! Round the rings of Uranus! Past the heaving vast pitch blackness of--"
"So... that's not the planet Uranus he's talking about then?"
"Fraid not," I sighed. "He's never been the same since the accident."
"Yeah. One of his poems got published in The Atlantic Monthly. Terrible mistake."
"...and with velvet roar I BANISHED thee to a watery grave!"
"He's always like this?" She was mesmerized.
"It's worse when he's... um...
Their TruthIt was another normal day in Ikebukuro. And when I say normal I mean Shizuo was chasing Izaya around while throwing signs and vending machines at him.Their Truth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"IZAYAAAAA!!" The ex-bartender yelled out his name, furious that he would show himself again.
"You'll have to do better than that to catch me Shizu-chan~" The information broker called back as he dodged objects left and right.
They ran all over Ikebukuro until the taller man had cornered his prey in an alleyway.
"Like a true monster you stalked me until I had no where to run." He spoke with that usual devil smile planted on his face much to the other's anger.
"Shut up!" He barked before smashing his fist in the wall beside him.
"You missed Shizu-chan. Weren't you aiming for my head?" The shorter man mocked, smirking all the while.
Shizuo stared down intensely at him, watching for any sudden movements. The other man simply smiled and wrapped his arms around the taller man's neck.
"Come now Shizu-chan...Don't be so rude
Gift of the GodsGift of the GodsGift of the Gods8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Smiling, Alex stood on the beach, basking in the warm rays of the morning sun, his bare feet buried in the still night-cold sand. This was it, what he'd looked for during his journey. With closed eyes, he took in the sounds of this place, the gently rocking surf, the cries of the cicadas, a couple of seagulls wrangling over some kind of juicy booty... it wasn't actually a quite place, but besides his breathing, there was not a single human-made sound.
The small Aegean island he'd gone ashore lay far away from commercial shipping routes, and its rocky composition had prevented it from becoming host to one of the hideous looking concrete blocks all too common in popular sea resorts. With beach chairs and waiters, and no difference to thousands of other similar resorts all
Pokemon: Yellow Prose"Oh mighty knight..." The young woman swooned, hand nervously squeezing the skirt of her flowing dress, leaning back on her bed and blushing. The smiling knight slowly approached her, kneeling down by her humbly.Pokemon: Yellow Prose5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You've fought so hard for our beautiful nation...devoting a lifetime of servitude for our nation's people...and I've been so unable to find a fitting reward for your efforts. But you've come today, asking for my hand in marriage...surely it cannot be enough!"
"I can promise you, m'lady..." The handsome knight took her hand in his, kissing it lovingly, and placing his other hand on top of it. "It is all I need to be happy."
"O-Oh...my knight..." The lovely princess gasped out, tears forming in her eyes, a strong blush building in her cheeks from the kiss.
The young girl was jerked back to reality, suddenly blushing rather furiously, clutching her sketchbook up to her slender chest in the hopes that no one had seen it, and no one could see it now. "Wh-What i
Pokemon :: Blue Moon *Blue Moon*Pokemon :: Blue Moon5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yellow sat at the balcony where the dexholders watched the sunrise, listening to the music box playing, "Blue Moon". She cried silently remembering Red and how much this day meant to them.
It was suppose to be her wedding day today. They wanted to be wed on their anniversary and then settle down and start a family. But a few months ago Red was caught in a car accident and he didn't survive. She couldn't get over it the first few weeks but she started to recover recently.
But when she came here, she couldn't stop the tears and hold in her sadness as she listened to their special song. The music box was a gift from Red last year and sh
Black Rabbit - Part fifteenShiloh sat on the mass of red comforters and pillows in his bedroom, propped up against the headboard, staring across the room at the numerous photos plastered onto the far wall in messy discord as he munched the box of crisps in his lap. He dug his hand deep into the cardboard container, the plastic crinkling; he was nearly to the crumbs and he was still hungry. But it was one of the highest protein things they actually still had at his auntie’s, besides the icky greenery kept away in the veggie drawer downstairs- hidden in the towering fridge. He gave a small little sigh, eyeing the little black cell propped on the whale pillow beside his leg. He really started to miss Casey; they hadn't seen each other in days...well more like three weeks and four extra days to tack on. But he felt needy and afraid that Casey would push him away if he got too close; he loved that angsty raven, but he was scared that he may love him too much and didn’t want to scare him off. All heBlack Rabbit - Part fifteen2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
University love story Ch.1Maxwell Charles Bayer who is also known as SUNY Potsdam, and Leon Dana Cook who is commonly referred to as SUNY Canton, absolutely hate each other. It’s a mixture of competition, jealousy, and something else they can't put their fingers on. Regardless this hatred has made them stay as separate from one another as possible. While the SUNY name is tied to both, their campuses couldn’t be more different from the structure of the buildings to the majors and even the students. Regrettably they have begun merging certain things due to budget cuts. Not only has it given them a chance to keep tabs on one another, it also means they have more to fight about.University love story Ch.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I will not share a vacation week with your stupid school!” Leon insists, slamming his hands down on the table. “If the vacation time is the same you and I will be stuck with one another for a week and I will not have that! I’d rather wait til everyone else has finished their vacations to sta
Complaints - FinaleKorris eyes traveled over Dees eyes. She softly asked, What? Her mind ran overComplaints - Finale6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Dees words, struggling to make sense of them.
Dee laid out a hand. I was born female. My aunt is Cerys Newid. Our boss.
Korris mouth dipped open. Confusion reigned in her thoughts. She slowly shook her head. What why how?
Dee shrugged. I have a means of remaining male while I work which Cerys provided me.
All the air seemed to have seeped out of Korris words. Softly, she asked, Why are you telling me all this?
Dee lowered his hand. Because of what you said and what I said.
Korri kept her eyes on Dee. You lied.
Dees body tensed. I dont lie. People just never ask the right questions. She watched his eyes. They didnt waver. They looked right back at her.
Korri dipped her head away. Whatever. What now?
Dees hands splayed
The Demon and the Magician: Part 9The Demon and the MagicianThe Demon and the Magician: Part 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part IX: Stories in the Rain
“The nightmares are unrelenting,” Miyako says softly, placing a warm hand over my forehead. My body, drenched in a cold sweat, lies shivering on the old red couch. “Your mind has lost something.”
“I know,” I say, struggling upwards as I look down at my pale torso. “I don’t know what it is, however.”
“Meditation can help.”
“Not with what I’ve lost,” I answer softly. My hands tremble slightly as I close my eyes: a bright flash, a searing heat, a tremendous force—I can feel it now. This is the fourth night in a row, and my lack of sleep and tremendous fits have kept me from leaving this small apartment.
“Here’s the tea, Miyako,” Clyde says as he carries in a small porcelain cup, the steam rising slowly from the rim. “I added some ginseng.”
“Thank you dear,” she says as I reach up an
AutochthonousAutochthonous2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Definition: formed or originating in the place where found
Words: 500 or less
Evan leaned forward in his chair, his eyes sweeping over the thin paper that Jake was sketching a tattoo design on. It was a woman rising out of mud, one arm half formed the other seeming to drip with mud. "Autochthon or nymph?" he asked, not entirely sure which it was meant to be or if it even mattered.
Not looking up, Jake laughed. "You and your big words. A what or a nymph?"
"Autochthon. A mortal being that springs from the earth itself. Shows up in greek mythology. It can also refer to the original inhabitants of a region, but frankly that sounds far less interesting and isn't what I was referring to."
Jake nodded, shading the hair on the woman. "Ah. Yeah that's it then I guess."
He liked these moments. It really didn't matter what Jake was working on. Evan just
The Demon and the Magician Part FiveThe Demon and the MagicianThe Demon and the Magician Part Five2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part Five: All Hell Breaks Loose
Gray. That’s all I see when I wake up. From the clouds in the sky to the light filtering through them, everything is gray: the kind of dullness that practically pulls the life from your body.
With a soft groan I lift myself off of the thick padded mat and glare out the window. A soft breeze wanders lazily into the room, the scent of the ocean meandering with it as it brushes past my nose. Inhaling deeply, I rub my eyes and look to my left: nothing but an empty blanket and pillow.
“Shit,” I say softly, throwing my legs over the edge and heaving myself up onto the old wooden floorboards. My eyes wander down to the trunk and it worn wooden lid—as gray as the rest of the world outside—before I turn and open the door, my left foot hovering in the doorway for a moment. My head turns back to the trunk, and in an instant anger and pain fill my body.
Rushing out of the door and into the narrow hallway
The GirlStars.The Girl4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every night, she focused on the stars above her head as the monster invaded her room. It's wet tongue and hot breath sickened her almost as much as its touch. She knew what the monster wanted. It was time to let the Stars take her away again, and forget this pain.
Every day in school seemed the same to her. She tried to focus, but the nightly monster attacks just made it so hard to study. In fact, they made her fearful to do anything, really. She just sat in the back of the classroom drawing stars all over her books and papers while the teacher droned on and on.
She had almost resigned herself to the fact she was never going to escape the cycle when she met a purple pony named Twilight Sparkle one Friday after school. This pony was just like her in ever so many ways. She hid from the world, she didn't have friends, and she even liked the stars. The girl and Twilight soon became fast friends, and the girl soon was joining in on everything her new friend Twilight Sparkle experienc
Revue ReviewGod, I hate piano players.Revue Review7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The piano is something too powerful to be put under human hands, (like the ruling of a country or the writing of advice columns in a small-town newspaper) and there are these people that don't seem to get that, who can just sit down at one without any reverence whatsoever and command the voices of angels.
Especially the good ones, like this guy. I don't like his kind.
His music ends like my cigarette, trailing off so gently that you hardly notice it going until you realize that you want more and there's nothing left to take. His hands rest motionless on the keys like two lovers basking in the afterglow of a fit of passion.
He knew how good he was too. I hate that. I lift one foot up onto the bottom rung of my stool.
"It's good. What's it called?"
"The Ninth Child." He lifts his hands from the keys and rests them on the music stand, which was empty. Freak had it memorized too. I wish
Complaints - Part 8Dee casually shook her hand and said, Nice to meet you, too. He watched her curiously.Complaints - Part 86 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
She stretched her arms over her head and asked, So, have you two had an interesting evening?
Dee looked over to Korri, who slumped into her chair. Korri shrugged. Her mom looked at her and asked, So being turned into a girl isnt very interesting anymore, huh?
Korri slouched. Not particularly. I mean its not like I suddenly became someone else.
Regina held her hands. I wonder some days...
Korri rotated her shoulders a little. Likewise, mom.
She gave Korri a lingering look and asked, So mind if I sit a while?
What for, mom?
Regina held her hands out innocently. Im just here to visit my child.
Im working right now. Didnt you say you had a class?
Regina tugged one of the customer chairs over to the side of the counter and planted it so that s
What You Leave Behind -- Pt 06The lair was buzzing with activity in a way it hadn't in a long time. Only the Christmas dinner, so many years ago, when the turtles had invited all their friends to join them came close. Donatello perched on the arm of the couch and basked in the warmth of familial bliss as his brothers and their newest guests exchanged stories and laughs. He sipped at his beer and smiled. It was nice for everyone to be together without an argument in sight.What You Leave Behind -- Pt 064 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mona and Raphael were cuddled together on one of the other couches, with April and Casey beside them. Casey had his arm flung over April's shoulders; her face was a picture of contentment. I remember when I used to wish I could be with her, Don thought. It seems like a million years ago. I never thought I'd be with anyone, but now He glanced down at the top of Desdemona's head, watching as the light shone off the synthetic fibres
TG - The Art of FuThe Art of Fu: A Legend BeginsTG - The Art of Fu5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I've been lucky for a while.
As a little kid, I wanted to get picked for something in class and the teacher just happened to pick me. I got the winning run in a little league game because the other team committed seventeen errors in a single play. A prize machine once paid out all its tickets to me.
It didn't happen with everything. And sometimes, on the things I wanted the most, it never seemed to work. But when I was really focused and relaxed, it was like things bended my way. It got really weird when I wanted a personal fridge in my bedroom and it just appeared one day. So far as my mom was concerned, I'd had it for years.
I thought of my friend with black hair instead of blond hair (like he always wanted) and he came to school with it one day. I always happened upon the biggest secrets in Zelda, I never died in any of the bullet hell shooters I loved, and I always won in matches verses friends.
I was humble about it with all the dirty looks I
Black Night Before ChristmasAll through the house, not a creature was stirring,Black Night Before Christmas5 years ago in Humor More Like This
The mousies were all D-Con'd and gone
When what should I hear: a strange kind of whirring?
From someplace down below on the lawn!
I flew to the window and my eyes did behold
The most curious of curious sights:
A black unmarked helicopter was landing!
Unmarked, I say, and without lights.
Fearing Men In Black, or government goons,
I shuddered with fear, began ransacking the room.
I located my machete and shotgun real quick.
And made for the groundfloor, feeling a bit sick.
I was too late; the door busted in three.
Sounds came from near the old christmas tree!
I heard rummaging and breakage and hideous chuckles
What was it: Agents? Ninjas? Pirate swashbucklers?
And then I saw him, my shotgun forgotten.
A feeling of dread plugging my head like cotton.
Those boots, that suit, and the laser that thaws,
Good god almighty, it was Anti-Claus!
He stomped and he crashed,
He smashed and he threw,
Our presents were tras