I Dream of Nightmares: Pitch Black x Reader pt.5I Dream of Nightmares: Pitch Black x Reader pt.51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The shadow man looks up at you, “My name?” he asks, as if the concept is foreign. You nod, stepping toward him. He gives a slight, half-hearted laugh. “No one has asked me that since…” he trails off before snapping back. “My name,” he starts again, “My name, is Pitch Black.” The name sends shivers up your spine and you smile widely at him.
“Well, Pitch. Are you hungry?” He looks at you astonished, as if no one has ever thought to offer him food before. You laugh at this, taking his hand and leading him down to your kitchen. You sit him on the couch as you make two bowls of instant mac-&-cheese. Handing one to him, you sit on the other side of the couch, watching him as you eat. “So, Pitch…” you let his name rest on your tongue, cherishing the very feel of it, “what is it you do?” He looks over at you, a smirk playing at his lips once more. He has not touched the macaroni, and sets it down
Three in the Morning Like a panther, I slink my two-hundred fifty pounds of taut, well-toned cellulose along the dark hallway. Even the slightest noise may rouse suspicion and lead to my untimely demise. My wife is, after all, a light sleeper. She was expecting me home from the bar hours ago, but I couldn't call her and tell her I'd be late; I left my cell phone at home. Of course, John's phone was dead, and the last time I saw a pay phone it was on display at a New York art museum. So all that's left for me is to spend 15 minutes creeping past dusty memories hanging on the wall towards my goal: the door.Three in the Morning1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
BONG. BONG. BONG.
I nearly jump out of my skin as the tell-tale grandfather clock on the other end of the hallway lets the world know just how late I am getting home. A brief pause at the door gives me time to take a deep, silent breath and calm my nerves before turning the handle. I have to be patient, to take my time, perhaps even hours. A gentle push, hardly more than a n
Untitled\Untitled2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You were seventeen when you first felt the sting of pain so thoroughly that your mind didn’t know what to do. It was the first time you experienced the phenomena that was ‘getting ones shit pushed in.’
Blood ran from your nose to your mouth. You were fairly sure the blow to your jaw had dislodged some of those last stubborn baby teeth.
Your eyes were okay, as far as you knew, but it still hurt to try and take in the world.
Your mind did not have any coherent council for your body, and your body was too busy flooding your mind with nervous signals of extreme duress. Oft hard it was for the two to reconcile, pain notwithstanding.
Over the years your shit would get pushed in many times, due to the mantles you would take.
Yet in this moment of adolescent firsts, a bleeding face and a headache that might have been a concussion, you felt enraptured in wonder.
The simple fact your body could take this pain would be the single greatest thing you would learn. The sim
Into The MarshesMama once sayed not to go down to the marshes because the snakes and monsters and creeping crawlies live there. They gone eat you up, she says, gone eat you up like a sundae on Saturday morning.Into The Marshes1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
What you think Donny Two Cents and I gone do on a boring afternoon?
We gone down to the marshes.
“You don’t think this real bad, do you, Squeaky?” Donny Two Cents asked me. Boy is scareder than a fish in a crocodile pond. Makes me scared too, but I ain’t never telling him that.
“Course I don’t think that, why you ask?” I snapped back. “We gone to the marshes to look for the Oogey Boogey Man.” I raised my arms real high and grinned like one a them crazies you see down by St. Ann’s. They just walk around in circles all day in St. Ann’s fenced in yard and sometimes stare at the sun.
“Oogey Boogey Man?” repeated Donny Two Cents. He already trembling, that shakey boy. If we filled him with pecans he’d be a walking ma
Skyrim Mod ListJust in case anyone is interested at all, this is a list of the current mods I have running. A lot of these are simple immersion mods, added to enhance effects and make the world more realistic.Skyrim Mod List1 year ago in Personal More Like This
DLC I have Installed
Dragonborn - Don’t really care for this one so far. Just hasn’t peaked my interest yet.
Dawnguard - I’m REALLY enjoying this one, although as you’ll see it’s necessitated that I add some mods to help keep it from breaking my game.
Hearthfires - I enjoyed this one too. Very relaxing and fun to hunt the world for resources to build your own homes, marry, and adopt children.
Birds - Adds extra birds flying around the world.
Enhanced Wetness and Puddles - This is a work in progress mod that makes puddles appear in towns when it’s raining. They’ll grow to a specific size then shrink to nothing when the rain stops. Just giving the world a little bit more realism. Unfortunately it’