TF2: Quick story about Little MikeTF2: Quick story about Little Mike2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
On Mike's 10th birthday, his mom gives him an old looking plush with a human body and eight octopus legs. She said it was named Mr. Tenta and belonged to his uncle who disappeared a few years ago.
Mike loved the present so much. He promised he will treasure it forever in memory of his dear uncle.
In school, Mike was really happy about the present. He had no friends and often sat alone, but thought he could make some pals by showing them Mr. Tenta to them, but sadly they all laughed at him. Soon most of his classmates were calling him 'baby' and jeering at his 'silly' stuffed toy.
However, for every kid that bullied Mike, Mr. Tenta came alive in their dreams. His mysterious abilities allowed him to enter their dream and horrify anyone that dare harm Mike. The bullies left Mike alone after that.
Mike never knew about his plush's strange powers until his mom died. His mum was the only family left for him so he was forced to stay in an orphanage where his only friend became Mr. Tenta
Set Me on Fire - Part 1 - (Tentaspy Origins)Set Me on Fire - Part 1 - (Tentaspy Origins)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Set Me on Fire
He had been one of the first successes of the project, but not the first result, and that was fortunate for him. His surgery wouldn't have gone well, considering how the procedure had ended for the first two. The list of operations and modifications was endless. Years of theoretical research on the alteration and manipulation of the DNA of two different species had been done and completed. However, no matter how thoroughly the scientists had calculated and analyzed their data, from the very beginning failure had been taken into account, sacrifices for the progress. After all, a plan such as this hadn't been considered ever before, let alone executed.
The idea of combining two different creatures was older than any Greek myth. When a scientist one day had the idea to not only sew body parts together, but also to splice and rearrange the DNA of two species and implant it, the possibility to create a functioning, breathing chimera suddenly had b
Cryaotic X ReaderChapter 1Cryaotic X Reader1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Cry frowned as he put down his drink. He was having trouble downloading a game that his fan, ____, had recommended. He finally managed to download the game, then realized that he’d been sent an email. Thinking that it was from the game company, he deleted it, knowing that they were just thanking him for downloading the game. Then another message popped up. URGENT. He clicked on the message, wondering what was so important. The screen flashed, and then changed to a piercing light blue, before his mouse wire flashed too. The Virus passed through his skin, possessing him, before pixelating to the unknown realm of the web.
____ scrolled through her messages, deleting all the junk mail from companies and stalkers. Just because she was a Youtube hit, didn’t give them the right to bury her in mail and cram her inbox! ____ sighed, wishing that people understood how she felt. She knew that Pewds, Cry & Ken understood. They did go through it too, but… N
OCDI count the cracks in between the blocks of cement beneath me as I walk. Two. Two. Four. Four. Always four sets of that. Always two, two, four, four. Four times each. Look up. Blink 8 times. Two sets of four. Then back down. Two, two, four, four.OCD3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Safe. Those numbers are safe. Even, not odd. Odd is bad. 'Odd' is what people call you when you're different. Bad. Wrong.
Two, two, four, four. I try to focus on something else, not on how many steps I'm taking, because there are people behind me. Person. One set of footsteps. Bad. Half of two. I think of it as two feet, and that's better. I feel better.
I round a corner, looking for my goal. Always a goal; always a pull. It's getting stronger, so I'm getting close. I have to hurry, I have to lose the person behind me. They kept walking straight. Good.
It's raining again. It's been raining every three days for the past week. Three and Seven. Not good, but not the worst numbers. They add up to ten. Even. Safe. I duck into an alley, and stop sho
A Sight for Really Sore EyesSweet Apple Acres was cool this time of year and as usual Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash were in a pranking mood. Normally, they would aim for Applejack, but this time they were targeting her older brother Big Macintosh. They had set a surprise for him on a path they knew he would take eventually. The prank was that once he hit a tripwire they had set up a pulled back branch would be released and hit him in the chest. For Pinkie and Rainbow it was set at face level, but Big Mac was taller not to mention that his yoke would protect him so he was not in danger. They only wanted to surprise or scare the quiet stallion. What happened was still a surprise but was not fun.A Sight for Really Sore Eyes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fluttershy was walking along Ponyville square when a sudden craving for an apple pastry came over her. She immediately headed to Sugarcube Corner to find Pinkie Pie. The town bakery was alive with happy activity and smelled wonderful to the pegasus who was used to the simple quiet smells of nature. Fluttershy walked to the co
Meet the Team's New Hobby 1When BLU Scout walked in the kitchen, there was a solid two minute period where he honestly didn't know what he was looking at.Meet the Team's New Hobby 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
" Hey, uh, Sniper?"
" Da hell are you doin' on top of the fridge, man?"
"'S called 'planking', ya little ankle biter."
Scout proceeded to get a glass of milk and Heavy's sandvich from the fridge, and was already seated at the table before it fully registered that his question hadn't been answered.
" Wait, what?"
Sniper gave a long, weary sigh similar to the one Scout's mom gave that one time he asked why her hair was suddenly ten times the size of her head in middle school. "Plankin', mate. It's an Aussie thing. Ya go up on somethin' strange an' lie down on it like ya were a piece of wood."
Scout stared at him like he'd grown a second head. " WHY?"
"BECAUSE, THAT'S WHY," Sniper snapped irritably.
"That's probably th'stupidest thing I heard in my entire life!" Scout continued. "And I used ta bunk wit' Solly, man! What
TF2: A Scout's Story Chapter 1"BONK!" announced the Scout as he smashed yet another cranium with his metal bat running away before his slightly dazed target manages to hit him, diving at nearby explosives to hide in the clouds of smoke and debris. It was just another day for him; hit-and-run and that's just how he liked it.TF2: A Scout's Story Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He continued to run as he made his way around from the surrounding cross-fire between his team and the BLUs, towards the enemy base, he could see blurred figures of his fellow teammates but he didn't have time to worry about them, they can handle their own problems.
He had a job to do like the rest of them.
The Scout knew his whole team depended on his speed to get the enemy intel and finally get the upper hand in this never-ending war with the BLU team, and here at 2fort is were they'll do it. He ran through the sewers, the smell didn't faze him for he didn't think about anything else except to get that intel.
"Take the route that leads to the winding staircase, there is an Engineer lying in wa
Dreaming With a Broken Heart-Dreaming With a Broken Heart-Dreaming With a Broken Heart4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Summary: Many people have childhood friends. I had one too. The only difference is that I was the only one who could see him. USUK O/S
A/N: I was watching the Smurfs on my TV one day and I remembered how the Smurfs replace some words with something similar to 'Smurf' and I'm like, "What if a child Alfred did that?" Then, I began thinking even more. And it eventually came to this long-ass one-shot. The title comes from John Mayer's 'Dreaming With a Broken Heart' you'll understand why I chose this song as the title later on. But as of now, the song is just so beautiful (to me) and fits the situation perfectly later on. I recommend you listening to it later C: and to those who know the song already, you will probably know why before that part of this story.
Lol Arthur POV again, well; sort of. xD I love writing through his thoughts for some reason. But anyways, Normal POV= Present time, Arthur POV= flashback
TF2 - Beginnings in the DarkA thick, rasped, breathy snarl, hissed out. "N-Neiiiin."TF2 - Beginnings in the Dark4 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Ah, ah, in English. Let me understand you." He held the hips of the once human above him, keeping him still and hoping the request didn't earned him a torn apart throat and chest cavity.
" . . . . . .Nevahhhhgh. . . . . .Not you. . . .Sssp . . . ."
He was considered unusual at best, a man dedicated to keeping his face hidden and identity, even to his teammates, only known as Spy.
Until he met the forgotten man.
Once upon a story, a decade or so ago, the RED Team was complete, all nine needed members, the team wholly complete, a perfect set of killers and capturers prepared to do their job, their base at the famous 2Fort, their home.
The Medic of the team was a bright-eyed young man, fresh to the team and full of life and hope, aiding those who needed him without complaint. He was a doctor after all, and a damn good one.
But he worked for RED, and it corrupted him, to an extent.
My Love Scares Him part 13Home....My Love Scares Him part 133 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The place looked as old as time itself, as if I was looking into a distant memory instead of seeing it right before my eyes. In my mind I saw the kelp revert back to it's old bright colors and the seaweed untangled and tiny SpyCrabs peeked their tiny heads out into the open. I remembered swimming around the cave trying to catch whatever fish swam in front of it, thinking I was some sort of imperial guard and my home was a castle. I remembered going back inside to be hugged by my Papa before he laid me down to sleep and told me a story. I remembered happy times gone by. I remembered being a child.
The cave returned to its now melancholy state and the happiness was ripped from it as my eyes betrayed my reminiscing mind. The state of my home made my guilt intensify, and as I slowly entered the cave I hoped that when I left it would somehow magically revert back to what it looked like in my childhood.
"Hello?" I called out to the darkness. No one answered, yet something see
UsUk: Be My Hero1940, London.UsUk: Be My Hero5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The London Blitz.
Reducing me to a writhing, screaming child every night. Suffering the impact of the bombs on my city, hearing the screams of my people, seeing the damage and the fire and beaten, broken faces. My people would fight them any way that they could; my citizens rebuilt every morning. My pilots would fight the Germans every night. The dark night air was broken by the sounds of explosions and gun fire.
I was completely alone. France had fallen to the Nazi war machine, and the Soviet Union had a pact with that insane bastard. And the United States was neutral.
Then again, I couldn't expect anything else from the American; last time we met, I'd shouted and screamed at him, telling him to stay out of my life forever. And I guess he'd decided to do just that. He'd sit on the side lines whilst I was bombed and battered every night, he'd sit back and watch whilst my people died. But it's none of his concern, he'd tell himself. He has a duty to his own people, never m
In the Shadow Of Independence: Chapter 1In the Shadow Of Independence: Chapter 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sound of footsteps outside the door, made me let out a low gasp in surprise by the sudden noise. I fluttered my eyes open and scowled at the door. Why the hell didn't those servants understand the words 'Leave me alone'? I let out an annoyed growl, but didn't move away from my spot in the uncomfortable armchair. What was I doing here again?
Knocks were heard on the big wooden door to my room. "I told you to stay away and-" I was cut off when the door opened and a small slender man peeked in. "A-ah, sir, pardon, but You have a guest." He said, obviously nervous. A guest? This didn't make any sense at all. Who would visit me now? After this failure? "Tell them to leave. I don't want to see them." "But he insists, sir!" The poor servant tried again, his fingers trembling against the fabric of his shirt. " hnrrh " I growled again and turned my head to look at him. Why didn't he understand? Jeez, servants nowadays! "H-he's on his way, sir! We couldn't
US x UK - Florida and Big BenAmerica was hanging around England's house one lazy Sunday, the weather was atrocious as usual, nothing on TV looked good, and England didn't want to have a make-out session. America was dead bored. So bored in fact he was listening to Green Day at full volume on his Ipod and doing air guitar whilst Iggy did something (probably looking up sewing patterns) on the computer.US x UK - Florida and Big Ben5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"DON'T WANNA BE AN AMERICAN IDIOT!" America flailed his arms around doing a Jimi Hendrix impression
"Too late" Arthur murmured, clicking the mouse in boredom.
"Huh? What'dya say Iggy?"
"Nothing don't worry"
England was in fact, NOT looking up sewing patterns but looking at a website called FanFiction.net
Where hundreds of Yaoi fan girls post stories they have written of the pairings between the county's.
"Alfred? Did you know these fan girls call your manly organ Florida?"
America who had been rocking out to air guitar and singing, got the complete wrong end of the sentence.
"What about Florida? I like v
Cuanta Vida - MourningSniper didnt like many people. For the most part they danced around what they meant, never coming out with a straight answer or explanation. Red wasnt like that. He would say whatever was on his mind never bluntly or without tact but always with a rogues charm and smile be it a compliment or difference of opinion. As open as the archway that led into the labyrinth.Cuanta Vida - Mourning6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sniper held the body close. He knew it wasnt his lover anymore. The limp figure he held didnt have Reds allure, Reds wit, Reds...anything. It was just a shell. But it was all he had. All he had left, aside from raw memories that only stung his eyes, encouraging more tears. He remembered so much and it was all he could think of. Sniper clung to Reds body, wishing that this wasnt real. Reds blood was still warm. Reds body was too warm for the dead.
But it was real. Sniper gave in to luxurious crying, sobs so deep that they shook his entire body.
Sexy Brow PowerTitle - Sexy Brow PowerSexy Brow Power3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was an Allies meeting. So far only France and America had shown up. They were painfully getting tired of each other's company.
"Dude why are you so old and disgusting!" America moaned.
France whipped his head back. "I'm as young as a baby and disgusting? Moi isn't the one shoving hamburgers down his throat!"
Before they could continue a wind came in, throwing the door open. A fog covered the doorway until one man stepped in.
England wiggled his eyebrows and the door shut behind him. France and America were forced to stare in amazement. His eyebrows were blasting them with sexiness. It was too much for them. They couldn't handle it.
America's iPhone flew out of his pocket and into England's outstretched right eyebrow. It began playing the Lonely Island song 'Jizz in my Pants.'
It was too much for them. Their pants became soiled with jizz as the lyrics 'Yes I jizzed in my pants' played and his eyebrow wiggled to it. Good, desi
Pet Medics for DummkopfsPet Medics for Dummkopfs4 years ago in Humor More Like This
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Disappearance of Kiku Honda- part 1"QUIET EVERYONE!!!" The loud German's voice roared around the conference room, effectively shutting the squabbling nations up. England had his hands around France's throat while America held the Frenchman still, China was attempting to fight off Russia who was trying to pull the Chinese into his lap. Italy was clinging to Germany with his face pressed into the German's back and Japan was staring blankly into space, for once ignoring the bickering Greece and Turkey.Disappearance of Kiku Honda- part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As silence fell, England and America released France, and Russia sat on Canada with China on his lap, despite the smaller man's protests. Germany sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and looking irritated.
"Right. Now I'm sure that we all want to get home before the apocalypse comes, so lets try to keep this short, important issues only! Now, first issue one again, global warming," Groans chorused around the table and a few heads slammed into it.
After several ridiculous suggestions (mostly from America) half of the count
Disappearance of Kiku Honda- part 2"H-Heracles aru! Slow down!" The Grecian turned to see Yao and Veneziano jogging towards him, both exhausted. He hadn't realised how fast he had been running. He slowed slightly to a fast walk.Disappearance of Kiku Honda- part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"We have to... find Kiku! Aren't you... worried about him?!" He snapped at the other two.
"... Of course I an, aru. But we have to-"
"What was that?" Heracles stopped walking suddenly.
"Wh-what was what, aru?"
"You paused before you said... anything... you know where he is, don't you?" The Greek's green eyes stared into the Chinese's golden ones.
"... I... we should get to Japan's house." he stuttered worriedly, walking fast all of a sudden. Heracles narrowed his eyes and followed him.
When they reached Kiku's house, it was eerily quiet. Yao drew out a spare key from his sleeve and unlocked the door, ushering the other two inside, before closing and locking the door behind them, enveloping the three in an eerie darkness. Veneziano, who was scared of the dark, immediately grabbed t
My Love Scares Him part eightMy eyes sprang open to the sound of boomsticks going off, loud as ever. I was back in my green cylinder prison. The only good part of the fact was it was a little warmer....The metal prods were out, but they had left very tiny holes with bruises. My body was still bare, the color slightly returning to it.My Love Scares Him part eight4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The human's birds fluttered about, some looking through a large window that had a good view of the red and blue clans fighting. Their master was obviously not in his lair.
Now was my chance; I dug my nails into the glass and clawed at it over and over making deep scratches. The noise of my nails on the glass was ear shattering, but I continued my work until the entire front of my tube was covered in marks. it did nothing. I watched a single drop of green liquid leak out of one of my marks, but nothing else happened. Then I got a better idea. I moved back a little and rammed my whole body into the front of the tube.
I took a breath and rammed into it again.
That Awkward Moment When.. FemGermany x ItalyItaly was cooking lunch again while Luise was nearby just to make sure he did not burn down her brother's house.That Awkward Moment When.. FemGermany x Italy3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You know," She started walking up to him. "I always vondered vhat vas up vith this?" She touched Italy's curl. "Is it natural?"
Italy stopped cooking, a rush of feelings overcoming um. "Um, y-yes it is." He mumbled, the blush filling his cheeks.
"Feli are you ok- ...oh." She said releasing the curl, noticing what she had done, but it was already too late. Italy grabbed her into an embrace, "Luise," He said. "I love you, so much."
She smiled, "I love you too, liebling." She replied as Italy pulled her in for a kiss. It was longer and more intense than the random kisses she was used to, something deeper. He traveled down to her neck and lowered his hands while she tangled her fingers in his hair, for a moment wondering what would happen if she was to pull his curl again.
Suddenly, the door opened without warning. "Hey Luise- WHAT THE?" It was Prussia! The two separated at onc
MLP:Ponyville: The Next Generations: Chapter ThreePonyville:MLP:Ponyville: The Next Generations: Chapter Three3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Next Generations
Diamond Manor. Once the home to the wealthy and affluent Diamond family, founders and owners of Barnyard Bargains, the former cornerstone of retail in Ponyville, it was now a rotting and decrepitating monument to the fallen first family of the booming town. The outside walls had dulled in colour and brightness and roots and foliage were growing upwards against them, making it look like the earth itself was trying to engulf and consume the estate and bury it in the past where it belonged. More than a couple of the windows had been smashed, the gates had turned almost completely brown with rust and the gargoyles had mostly either been desecrated by vandals or naturally decayed from lack of tending to them. Just by looking at it, you could tell right away the entire place was a sad relic from a fading past.
The inside was not much to behold, either. Much of the furniture had long since vanished, and most the remainder were covered in ta
Goodbye.Goodbye.3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I got nothing left for me.
I might as well die
In me own
Shoot me like a dog
Leave me to rot
And I'll fall apart
While you take a jog
Forgetting I ever was alive
Remembering your job
Remembering your wife
How did you ever survive?
Watch me float away
Into a brighter day
With smiles and love
Up there; up above.
Love is a curse with you.
I can't believe I dreamed it too.
You're charmingly evil
You're methods are medieval
But I wanted you
I needed you
I loved you...
I must say
My time is up
And I can't fight the clock.
Goodbye, old friend
And next time I see you
We won't talk
For you'll be in your grave
And I'll be in my own.
Your wife will cry.
I'll wonder why.
You'll look at me
And I'll look away.
We'll forget our names
And find some other game
my old friend.
It's time for my life
my first kiss.
my first lips.
hopes and dreams.
Everything Left Unsaid: CH2Spy woke up early the next morning, sheets constricting his legs and sweat dripping from his body. He had one of those unexplainable nightmares again. They were always the same: He'd be abused and left to rot somewhere that he could never quite make outEverything Left Unsaid: CH24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sounds of vomiting emitted from the room next to him. It could only be one person: Scout. Poor boy, drinking his weight in Scrumpy and not thinking of the atrocious hangover that would hit him in the morning. Spy shook his head at the thought of how much hurt Scout must be in right now. The Frenchman threw an arm over his eyes and attempted to drown out the horrid noises coming from Scout's bathroom. Maybe he should help him, but Spy wondered just how he could do that without seeming like the boy's mother. With an overly dramatic groan, Spy heaved himself out of bed and somehow ended up in front of Scout's door.
A light knock sounded from Scout's door. "Who" the boy began to say before another heave washed over him. "W-W
Portal 2 - Nine Times NinePortal 2 - Nine Times Nine3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's been a long time.
At least, you have your sheets to wrap your body – a gentle shield against the days that pass, far away, in the outer world. Aperture is your home, the room is your oblivion; you could stay here forever, peacefully resting, if it weren't for her.
She breaks the order, she drives you into madness, killing the true meaning of science. You could never imagine that, without her, Aperture is falling to its destruction.
She is busy seeing you, thinking of you, in her haunted backup system. You cannot guess – you just sleep, running all along your visions, and watch.
On a regular basis, the quiet black screen in your mind leaves room to colour. You find yourself in a dark grey room, which you are sure to have seen somewhere, somehow, in a different time of this world. You assume you have been there before, even though you have no clue what is going to happen – all you know is that she is there, and you hate her, so much.
GLaDOS, printed in huge letters