Stitched Up (8/?)"Stark, what the fuck is he doing here?" Clint growled, arrow already notched and aimed at Loki's forehead, whose eyes were wide with fear. Tony dropped the knife, moving round the table to push in front of him. Clint lowered his bow slightly, but his face remained royally pissed off. Natasha appeared behind him, hand flying to her gun. Her eyes swept the room, locking on the God of Mischief, who had left his seat and crouched, shaking, in the corner of the kitchenette that was furthest from the assassins. The black widow holstered her gun, approaching the God with unexpected hesitancy. Tony watched, tense, ready to jump to Loki's aid if necessary.Stitched Up (8/?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What happened to him?" She murmured, kneeling in front of him, not touching, nor so close as to scare him. She looked almost....concerned, Tony thought.
"Odin." Clint whipped around to face Steve and Bruce, entering from the balcony. Steve moved rapidly across the room, pushing Clints bow down in his surprise. If the Cap and Banner w
Stitched Up (1/?)Steve left the diner feeling happier than he had in a long time. He had been wandering through a new part of town, when he had found this old diner with a little old lady, Delia, who ran it. He'd settled in a booth, nostalgia washing over him as he thought of the Diner he frequented in Brooklyn , back before the serum made him a super soldier. He had been reading the menu, quietly wondering why he didn't go out to eat by himself more often, when Delia had come to take his order and promptly dropped her notepad, gushing about how she remembered watching one of the Captain America shows when she was younger. Steve had signed a napkin for her, and, when closing time came around, hung around for about an hour afterwards so they could sit and talk without Delia having to help other customers. It felt nice, having someone gush over him for something he did back in the day, before the Avengers. It reassured him that he actually accomplished something during that time, even when he just felt lStitched Up (1/?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stitched Up (7/?)Tony woke earlier that morning than he usually did. A lot earlier. Wiping the sleep from his eyes he looked around him, out on the balcony. Thor was snoring steadily in his place on the floor, spread out like an eagle. Bruce was curled up in the tiniest little ball possible on his mattress, despite having the entire king size to himself. Steve lay ramrod straight on the lounger, a habit left over from his days in the army. The only change, besides his own wakefulness, was Loki. The Trickster God was curled up in the corner of the low wall, eyes closed as though in sleep, though his unsteady breathing gave him away. Tony frowned, concerned at the Gods penchant for isolation, but he supposed it was only to be expected. In his time as an avenger, he's seen his fair share of torture victims, and they all seemed to have a pretty similar profile. Keeping away from others, from a fear or rejection or from fear they would be hurt, was a common tell. Yawning widely, Tony stretched and stood froStitched Up (7/?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Second Time Tony Stark Heard Loki Sing"Wait, you want what?" Tony followed Loki through the hall of his tower as he flitted this way and that, peering through windows. "Are you serious?"The Second Time Tony Stark Heard Loki Sing2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Why would I joke?" Loki said flatly as he jotted down a note on the pad he was holding, surveying the city out the window.
"You are the trickster god." Tony pointed out, trying to step in front of the ex-Asgardian to stop him from continuing down the hall.
"Not anymore." Loki pointed out, side-stepping the man. "I'm not joking."
Tony stood in shock as he watched the man walk down the hall as princely as can be. "But a pop star Loki, seriously?!"
"Rock star. And why not?" He corrected when Tony had caught up to him. "I need something to do while I'm trapped here. I have the talent and, as you pointed out, I already have adoring fans."
He could see that Tony wasn't buying it but he could hardly tell him the real reason. He couldn't explain how those few minutes on stage had been the best moments of
Stitched Up (5/?)Bruce looked around the room at his companions. Steve was sipping slowly at a glass of water, looking vaguely green, and Tony was sat on the end of the bed, rubbing his face with his hands. At this point, Loki was back in the bed, face completely devoid of emotion. Getting him out of the corner after their little conversation had been difficult, considering the three avengers were trying not to throw up at the news they'd just received. Steve had managed to get Loki to eat a couple of grapes, not nearly as much as he needed, but it was a start, by leaving the grapes next to the bed and asking the other two men to leave. As Tony and Bruce watched on a video feed -kindly provided by JARVIS-, they saw Steve telling Loki stories, engaging him in conversation, every now and then picking up a grape for him to eat, and tossing one to lightly land on Loki's stomach, before immediately keeping talking. After a few turns of this, Loki's hands drifted somewhat towards the grapes, eyes stuck firmlStitched Up (5/?)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[ThunderFrost] Path To Redemption[3/?]OOC: Well finally doing chapter 3, don't get mad at me. My muse is sDFGSDFGSFGWERHB.[ThunderFrost] Path To Redemption[3/?]2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Loki rubbed his stomach softly, frowning uneasily. He was pregnant; it was so awkward for him. He sighs deeply and groans. He was 8 and half month pregnant, his roundness of his stomach becoming more noticeable and unable to hide it no more. Thor been stressed out from having to handle his constant mood-swings and hungry all the time.
"Thor, I am hungryyyy." He complained with a grunt, his expression turning to that usual scowl. Thor made a grunt in the background. "I'll get your food in a minute." He said in calmest tone but there was an edge in his tone. Loki rolled his eyes and stares at the ceiling. He's been doing school in the room; Thor made him start walking around, mostly around the hotel building to keep him fit and healthy. It was annoying and he nags for hours on end. Though he manages to shut up when Thor kisses him.
Loki was shocked 2 months ago when got a check up on the child's growth,
INNER DEMONS What is it that drive people go insane?What is it when someone does something bad?What is this inner evil?This inner evil is not just evil but is also a demon.INNER DEMONS10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A demon that is know only as a inner demon.A being that can turn to goodness of souls into dark and anger and hate.The inner demon lives inside you trying to control you and do bad things,but your good will keeps from doing that.As long as your will is pure and strong you will control your inner demon.But if you have a week will it will control and destory the only piece of you that you hold dear.As dear to your heart and soul.If you let your inner demon win you hurt or kill all the people you hold dear and love,but that won't happen.
To contain this inner demon you need to cont
It reviewIt review3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
IT was made in 1990 and is based on the novel by Stephen King.
Its about a group of kids that fight and defeat a demon that takes the shape of your worst fear, but mostly appears as a clown called Pennywise (played by Tim Curry). Years later, now as Adults, they have to fight it again.
Now, this movie had a good cast, like John Ritter and Richard Thomas. But, its Tim Curry who steals the show. His performance as Pennywise the clown has scared kids and adults shitless for years. Hell, my stepmother is afraid of clowns because of this movie. He is definitely one of the reasons why clowns are so scary now.
What I also like about this film was not only the scary moments, but the deep friendship of The Losers Club. It shows the care and love that they had together and how it bind all of them.
Now, this was a T.V. Movie, but it was one of the most famous of Stephen Kings adaptions of his books. It also changed a few details from the novel, but it didn't falter it. I assumed its be
Italy x Reader - Jeff The Killer“Ciao, bella!”Italy x Reader - Jeff The Killer1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The bubbly Italian jumped over to your desk where you were sitting on your comfy black swivel chair, reading fanfiction.
“Hey Feli…” You trailed off; caught up in the beautiful pairing that is Karezi.
“Bella, are you feeling alright?” Feliciano waved his hand in front of your face, trying to rip your gaze from the screen.
You flinched away from the screen; a lemon, eww. You turned your attention to Feli. “Yeah, why do you ask?”
“Well you’re reading ‘Karezi’, whatever that is, and you have a weird-a look on your face!” He half giggled.
“Yeah, don’t worry, I’m fine. Wanna sit with me and watch YouTube? I’m done reading fanfictions for today.” You patted the seat and scooted over to the side.
He nodded and smiled cheerfully, sitting down next to and taking up the remainder of the space.
You stretched out your fingers, un-cramping them, and typed into the search
Under Attack - A Dean X Reader One Shot“Mommy!” The little girl was hugging her mother’s waist tightly, face partially buried against her as they stood together in the hallway. “I’m scared!”Under Attack - A Dean X Reader One Shot11 months ago in Romance More Like This
The (h/c) wrapped an arm around her daughter reassuringly. “It’s alright, Mary! They aren’t going to let anything hurt you.”
Dean and Sam were in Mary’s room, armed with large spray containers. They’d laid various Devil’s traps along the floor, and were currently taking aim at the onslaught of creatures with the powerful liquid. It was effectively torturing them to death.
“We’re under attack! They’re coming from the closet, Sammy!”
“I know, I’ve got it!” The younger man answered, aiming his concentration of liquid on the origin point. “How did they get in?”
“How am I supposed to know!” He turned his attention to a pack of the creatures who were headed his way, hosing them down with the spray.
Asylum UnLifeMy locked room once was white.Asylum UnLife7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
though now it stains to grey and red.
I sit here in the darkest night.
sometimes i wonder if I am dead.
But then They come and tell me true.
I've not been released yet.
They've still more terror to send through.
and They'll not soon let me forget.
The doctors who come they say They're not real.
as they inject my arm with the poison for sleep.
I try to argue, but I no longer feel.
nightmares are pulling me into the deep.
The doctors ask me what I see.
though they think it crazy "dreams."
I tell them just to let me be.
for in they're eyes there's a manic gleam.
I want just for my small room.
stained with blood from me and others.
for the black roses now in bloom.
for the vultures, who are my brothers.
But sadly neither They, nor them
ever will see fit to release me.
for from both terrors evil stems.
and to the prison of my mind, there is no key.
Learning GermanLearning German1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You had decided to go to the library after school so you could study. You sat yourself down at an empty chair and cracked open your books. You read over the tiny print passages and sighed in frustration. Your final exam for your second language course was coming up on Monday, and it didn't help that you never were good with languages.
"Why did I even take German," you groaned as you rested your head on the library table. "I have three days to learn a new language," you muttered.
After you had complained about the language for a good hour, you decided to try and study some more. You looked over your notes in your notebook and tried to recollect the lessons that were taught. All the notes look cryptic, like some alien language used for intergalactic communication.
You glanced around the library, your eyes scanned over the massive stacks of books. The library was pretty empty, except for a few stray people and the librarians. The silence was peaceful though, unlike when you tried to study
I Am LokiI Am Loki10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the outcast of my family.
I am the second child, the one not regarded.
I am always doubted, never trusted.
I am the one who is looked down upon for being different.
Between my brother and I, I am the one that thinks things through.
I am known to get what I want, because I do what it takes.
My brother is well known by nearly all
And praised by many.
People know me to tell me the grandeur of my brother,
As if I do not already know.
Little do they know that I have more to offer.
I hide my feelings for fear of getting hurt.
I have built a wall to protect myself from pain.
I will not admit when I am hurt, for jesting is all they will do.
For this I am deemed uncaring, because uncaring is what I am
If I do not wish to show how I feel.
I am the one that people question,
I am the one whose reputation is dark.
I am a mystery that people fear to search for the light of.
For they think I am truly wicked.
But am I wicked? Not in my heart.
The fašade I have built is what people see.
And so it
The Ice Syrin, Chapter 2Chapter 2The Ice Syrin, Chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fifteen years had passed since that dreaded March day that Oswald and Holly had split up but, not all is lost for Holly had married a businessman named, Patrick Smith. He was rather light complected like Holly but, unlike her he was tall and had blonde hair. He was the only one that she could find that would love her like her ex had done in high school.
Plus Oswald and Holly had a young daughter. She was short like her father, beautiful like her mother and the same deceitful eyes of her father. She happened to seem quiet but, inside her little mind of her whole life she felt that her father was out there and wasnt that man that had raised her. I dont even have the same last name as Patrick or my two brothers Karl and Rainer! Why? she thought many times in her lifetime.
The day of her fifteenth birthday she went off to the same high school on which both of her parents had met the walls all the same as everything since the early 1980s. Nothing had
Leaving III: Left _unbetaed_The only way I know that Im moving is the swirl of beige and white around me. I have nowhere to go, at least, not right now. Right now my legs wont not carry me back to our room and, even if they could have carried out the task, my heart wouldnt survive the familiar surroundings. No, I cant leave the building, not yet. Just give me one more hour here, in the crowd, where the noise of humanity kills my thoughts. Once I leave, it will become real. I will have to walk through rooms thick with her presence and collect what all I have left of her; The knickknacks we bought, her CD player, the jacket she left draped on the rooms only chair last night. I will have to call Beccas cell phone and ask her most kindly if she can pick up myher-- things. It has to be Becca, or Max. One of the others, because if I call her, if I talk to her, Ill end up begging and, even now that its over, I cant let her see that.Leaving III: Left _unbetaed_6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
All that Sexual FrustrationNow it's Girlfriend!ReaderXBoyfriend!Matthew.All that Sexual Frustration1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew had the worst habit of just slipping french into lots of conversation, you wanted to accuse him of being a weeabo but found you couldn't do that to your adorable little canadian boyfriend, plus most canadians did know french but not many slipped it into their english. And at this point you felt like it was at your expense, the little smirk he got when he said the french words made you suspect something but this was Matthew! He couldn't do a dirty or harmful thing to anyone ever. . It happened a lot at the most random times but you needed to find out what those little comments were.
You two were at the super market, getting the regulars. Peaches, mangoes, pancake ingredients, and you couldn't pass up the chance to tease your boyfriend.
"Mattie, do you want regular maple syrup or honey pecan?" You teased knowing his strict hate of artificially flavoured syrup.
"Je veux vraime
SwearSwear6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Was I so proud before
To be untouchable and untouched
Using the hurt and sting of uncaring others
To justify that much
And now you, who demanded nothing
You to whom I would give everything
Have placed me bare and open, willing and wanting
Before you and called me one thing
Isn't that what I wouldn't believe in?
What ruins lives and complicates confusion?
Or is it so different this time
That I can come to the conclusion that we are meant to be?
I can, I do and will
But lover give me this
Swear by your skin and lips and breath
Don't leave me cold and lonely
Lost, hurting and so empty
Then you'll hold my life and death
The Final AdventureThe Pirate Captain searched frantically through the streets of London for the Pirate with a Scarf. He had been doing this all morning, but to him, it seemed like a whole year, and with each hour that passed, he grew more and more worried. The first mate had not returned to the boat with him and the rest of the crew the previous night, and the Captain assumed that maybe he had gotten lost, what with London being a huge city and all, and that he would eventually find his way back. But by the time morning had come, there was still no sign of him, and the Captain began to panic. Not even bothering to get any breakfast, get dressed or even to let the lads know where he was going, he immediately left the boat to look for his lost husband. For hours, he searched every street, every corner, every alleyway, but there was just no sign of the scarf-wearing pirate anywhere! He even called out to him as he searched, but received no answer. In fact, the only response he got was the puzzled loThe Final Adventure2 months ago in Romance More Like This
I'll make a Troll out of youI'll make a Troll out of you3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Let's get down to business to defeat the fags
Did they send me newbies when I asked for pros?
You're the lamest bunch I ever met
But take a seat before we're through
Mister, I'll make a troll out of you
Tranquil as a forest, but with rage within
Once you hide your IP you are sure to win
You're a helpless, slow pathetic lot
Instead of grammar, you ALLCAPS, its true
Somehow I'll make a troll out of you
I'm never gonna appear intelligent
Spamming isn't really easy
How the hell do I change my ID?
Mods have got me scared to death
Hope he doesn't flag my comment
Now I really wish that I knew how to hack!
(Be a troll)
We must be swift
cuz its srs bsns
(Be a troll)
With all the graetness
of a huge macro
(Be a troll)
With all the strength
of a raging guy
You do it for the lulz!
Time is racing toward us till the fags arrive
Always check your spelling right before you talk
You're one step away from leading a raid
So prep up, and just say the truth
I knew I'd make a troll out o
Wait...I'm a Girl?Beep, beep, beep, beepWait...I'm a Girl?9 months ago in Scraps More Like This
Ugh why does my alarm sound so loud?
Groggily I turn off my alarm and stand up; I make my over to my dresser then pull open a drawer to grab my clothes as I turn my head and to find a girl…in my mirror? I slowly move closer to my mirror…to find that the girl…IS ME!!! I back away, tripping over my GameCube controllers cord, falling flat on my butt. I look down to see that I have indeed turned into a girl…so…as perverted as it sounds, I “explored” this new form of mine when I realized…I know nothing about being a girl…great…
Knock, knock, knock
I jolted and stood up looking at my door then started to walk over to it…when I realized…I’m undressed. I scrambled to get into some clothes but found that they are slightly big on me. I rushed over to the door then opened it to find Nansu, my friend who is a mouse or as some like to call them, furries. I just looked
I'm nothing but a tool and a fool No matter what I can do I fail.I'm nothing but a tool and a fool9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No matter what I continue to fail.
No matter what I can't help no one.
And no one cares of me.........
No cares about a soul like me.
I'm nothing but a sorrow shell with a dead soul in it.
A soul with nothing to live for or anyone who would care if I go.
No one cares for a soul like me
No cares and no one will.............
No one cares about me now.
No loves me.
No one cares.
And no will care if I go..............
I tried helping people but it failed
They weren't happy
I tried and failed
They remain unhappy..
They won't care if I go..........
No will care if try to help.
No one will care if I give up.
No one cares.
No one cares that I'm a tool........
I try to find love but failed.
Try to have it
I try to have love but failed
No one will love me
No will love me if I go
I'm nothing but a fool to love........
I'm nothing but a tool to help those that can't
The CollectorA clock without digits,The Collector7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a chest full of fears;
this is just a few things
my dark chamber bears.
Fifteen black lanterns,
a bottle of smoke
and of course my torn and
This is just a few things
I've found in my travels,
of places I've seen and
My wanderings, however,
have bought me no peace,
and I lay eyes on my
collection with a sting of unease.
They bring me memories
of crimes in my past,
and I wonder when
I will rest at last.
The PenguinThe PenguinThe Penguin9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
(A parody on Poe's "The Raven") By Doki
Once upon a midnight funky while I danced there kinda drunky,
Listening to a song that no one's ever heard before,
While in movement, while in motion, suddenly I got the notion
There was someone making commotion, knocking at my apartment door.
Who would come at this late hour, knocking 'round my apartment door?
It is nearly half-past four!
Dude, I totally remember it was sometime in December,
Drunk and cold I sat there shivering, wanting heat and nothing more -