Jason Todd: Why"Why?"Jason Todd: Why4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Why why why why why?
So many why's.
Why did this happen? Why wasn't he there? Why didn't he avenge you?
You clutch at your chest, trying to stop the throbbing ache in your heart by digging into your own flesh with shaking, trembling fingers. Your erratic breathing is heavy, ragged, shallow; the only noise echoing around the decaying apartment building.
Pure, unadulterated rage suddenly fills you and with a snarl you fling your mask to the ground, trying to hide the obvious quaver in your voice, trying to stop the moisture from forming in your eyes.
"Why fucking not Bruce?"
And Bruce- God fucking damn him -just looks at you with a mixture of anger, of pity, of regret. And damn it, you're so ashamed.
"I'm not talking about killing the Penguin," you spit, the ache in your chest increasing with every, passing, second. You think you'd rather be dead, permanently this time. "Or Scarecrow, or Dent." As your voice rises so does the pain, and the lone
Fathers and SonsFathers and Sons5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A shot blood no, no, no whispers silence death no, no, no A shot blood no, no, no whispers silence death no, no, no A shot blood no, no, no whispers silence death no, no, no A shot blood no, no, no whispers silence death NO, NO, NO!
The screaming woke Bruce up. Sure he was dog tired, but in this house, that was not uncommon, and made no matter. He was already to the room in question when these thoughts surfaced. Speed was his friend, time is enemy. Without hesitation Bruce reached to open the door, but a hand landing on his shoulder ended his single train of thought.
"I've got it Bruce, I'll take care of him," Dick Grayson's blue eyes looked tiredly, but steadily into Bruce's own. Go get some rest they said, lord knows you need it.
"You need to recuperate. Two months off, remember? No debate. You keep this up Dick, and it'll be longer. Your body nee
A Picture's Worth... (1)Going DownA Picture's Worth... (1)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It isn't looking good. The Armada is everywhere, shooting the planet with everything they have. And we are the only defenders. The humans are dropping like flies around here, and I know I have to do something drastic.
"Dib, the only way to take them down is by shoving the power spear into their energy source. I need you to fly the Voot above the main ship so I can jump." He goes above, but grabs my hand before I could even get up.
"Don't even think you're doing this without me." He smiles softly.
"Are you sure?" He leans in, and we kiss.
"This planet isn't worth it if you're not here." I take a deep breath, preparing myself. He does the same. We look at each other and nod.
And then we jump.
If we die, we take all these guys with us.
Defective, they say. The Tallest's joke.
Insane, they say. Someone to knock down.
Alien- threat to the world.
Human- threat to the mission.
The creature that shouldn't exist.
The planet that wasn't
Watch Closely IWatch Closely I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Batman: Arkham Island/City fanfic by SouthernImagineer/ecto1B
Sanity is very rare: every man almost, and every woman, has a dash of madness. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
The phenomenon was paradoxical, in a sense. He was on the qui vive as he made his way down the apparently vacant street, with his eyes snapping at every indication of movement, with fingers delving deeper into his pants pockets, with lips curling, teeth nibbling at available skin. Yet, he felt no fear, for internally, he was rather sanguine; the outward, cowardly nebbish he presented to incoming strangers was false, and rightly so (the behavior coincidentally mimicked Jervis Tetch; he made no motion to acknowledge the impulsive correlation). How on earth could he let himself become paralyzed by the intimidation of others? The figures he spotted quaking in nearby alleywaysthey knew who he was, no doubtwould do him no harm, so long as he kept on his way. He was head
Outfits"Harley, leave me alone." Joker clenched his teeth as he growled at the dancing woman in front of his desk. She didn't seem to notice the seriousness in his animalistic but distracted warning. She held two shirts suspended in the air by hangers, glancing back and forth between them and biting her glossed lips in thought.Outfits4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"First, tell me which one you like better!" She squeaked, holding the shirts over her body one by one. She had her "pajamas" on; a cottony black button up shirt she sewed herself with red hearts all over it, paired up with matching sweat pants. Joker kept his focus on the long pencil in his hand, sketching routes through a complex blue-print of a building.
Once the sirens rang, these doors would be locked first, then these over here. This one would be easiest to break open but the elevator would be shut down, so... we'd have to take the stairs down a couple of floors or should we go up? Hmm... Maybe I should take a trip to the airport and steal a helic
jack and elsa: unexpected meetingjack and elsa: unexpected meeting2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jack landed softly on the snow-covered ground. He had been flying around exploring the world when he had spotted something in the mountains.
A girl was walking lonely in the darkness with a purple cape dragging behind her. Jack felt like something was pulling him toward her. He knew she could not see so he decided to follow her for a bit. She was walking slowly with the wind against her slowly climbing up the mountain.
There was something about her; it looked like she was broken as if she had lost everything.
Suddenly she started to sing, her clear voice filled the cold empty air.
Jack felt like someone just had hit him in the stomach. The song was full with sadness, he wanted to put his arms around her hold her and comfort her.
But just as it sounded like the girl was going to break down she raised her voice and the song got a different tone.
She threw up her glove and ice sparkle from her hands. Jack took a deep breath; she had the same power as him. He
For YouListen:For You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would be lying if I said that I didn't
Think of you every time I close my eyes,
That my mind doesn't wander to thoughts
Of you whenever I'm lonely,
That I don't whisper your name
While I sleep.
Truth be told, I am inevitably in love with you.
In a way that makes my heart skip a beat every time
I see you smile, every time I hear you laugh.
It's the fact that I still get butterflies whenever
You lightly whisper my name in my ear
That lets me know we are something more.
Nothing has ever seemed so comforting than
The feeling of your arms wrapped around my waist.
I smile up to you as we share a brief connection of
Soft lips and grazing teeth that makes me swoon.
Believe me when I say that I think of you
Every time I close my eyes,
That my mind always wanders to thoughts
Of you when I'm lonely,
That I whisper your name while I sleep.
Believe me when I say that I love you,
That there's nowhere I'd rather be
Than with you.
Actualitywhen I was young, I wantedActuality2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be a punk rocker
metal holes lining my body like
trophies of war, hair teased
and bleached and styled for hours
on end until it looked effortless,
inked up with words and symbols
I swore were profound with
a cigarette hanging lazily
from my fingers, lonely
for a reason
(and he told me, sweetie,
you are like a fucking eclipse,
the bloody dawn
God plagued us with
I always wondered
if mistakes understood
the reason they
came to be in this world
I guess not).
Hypothermia"Superboy, stay with Robin and guard him while he is hacking the computers. Kid Flash and Artemis, get to the first base. Miss Martian and I will take the second one."Hypothermia4 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was supposed to be a simple recon mission.
Yeah; if only.
Superboy stood in front of the Boy Wonder as he finished downloading whatever files it was he needed into his wrist computer. "Can't you go any faster?" Superboy growled impatiently, resisting the urge to tap his foot like he'd sometimes seen Artemis do. If he were to be perfectly honest, just standing there and waiting with nothing to do but play guard was boring as all hell.
Robin just rolled his eyes and replied somewhat derisively, "Sorry, but I can't really rush technology. There's a lot to download." Superboy just groaned in response and continued to watch for any potential danger, finally giving into the urge to tap his foot a few times. "Almost..." Robin muttered, more to himself than Superboy, as he watched the digital copies of his face turn fr
Distant MemoriesDamian is recalling everyone in a dream. A dream where he just can't seem to remember. Remember the ones who will now be gone.Distant Memories4 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was dark, very dark and Damian tried his best to find some light. His arm stretched out in front of him, fingers spread apart, he braced for when he would his something.
But there was nothing and Damian started to trip over his own two feet. He fell to the floor, hard, and groaned in frustration and pain, "Damn It!"
"/What's the matter, Dami?/" asked a distant, faint voice. Damian, still on his knees turned to face the sound. The man standing a few feet away was surrounded by an aurora of blue. Hands on his hips, a cheerful smile on his face and an almost familiar, blue mask over his eyes. The aurora around him seemed to come from him as well. One full stripe traveled from each of his middle and ring fingers, up his arms and to his muscled chest. It formed a V-shape. A symb
BargainingBargaining2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This story has been in the works for a very long time. Again, it wouldn't have been possible if not for the lovely and uber wonderful Fiona who worked with me on this during a very difficult time in her life. Hun, you are just too cool for words! Thanks again.
The picture used for the story was created by Mxi665. Actually, the pic is what inspire the story in the first place. It just took me a really long time to finish it. The artwork can be found here: I'm Okay Now.
Thanks, Mxi665, for letting me use the image.
Disclaimer: None of it is mine, which is a crying shame I tell ya!
August 28, 2015 21:27 EST
The engine cut off, sending the garage into silence. Eighteen-year-old Dick Grayson lifted the dark blue helmet off of his head with a wry chu
Angry Birds"JASON!"Angry Birds4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jason recognized that his name was called but blatantly ignored it, involved in repairing his motorcycle.
He gripped the wrench in his hand stronger and jerked a bolt extra tight to let out his annoyance, mumbling, "Tim..."
"JAYJAY?! YOUR ASSISTANCE IS BEING REQUESTED!"
He looked up from his spot kneeling in front of one of the tires. He huffed as he threw his wrench aside into a toolbox and wiped the grease off with a handkerchief, "What do you want, baby bird?"
"DAMIAN'S SMOTHERING COLIN WITH HIS PELICAN!"
He wiped the back of his still oily hand on his forehead, "Again?"
"HURRY PLEA--- AAAGH DAMIAN, MY LEG IS NOT FOR TEETHING!"
Rubbing his temple with his fingers, he walked at his leisurely own pace down the hall, despite Tim's desperate cries echoing down the halls. He finally located where the shouting was coming from and creaked the door open with one hand to peek in.
All three of the young boys were engaged in a frenzied dog pile. Tim was on the bottom, looki
Blindness is a Strength~Dick + Babs~Blindness is a Strength5 years ago in Romance More Like This
In my dreams, I fly again.
I close my eyes and, once more, I've got that line tight in my grip. My fingers are gloved, my face is masked. I can breathe again. I can breathe the air of the night, can breathe in every sound and every sight as the city does its dance of darkness. I can feel the sirens blaring in the distance, their pulsating lights creating a vibration against my skin.
I'm free again.
I can race forward, running on my own two feet, my legs long and lean, my heart pounding against my chest, shooting me with adrenaline like a drug. Fresh, alive, healthy. Not a single thought of doubt crosses my mind as I take that leap, as I dive headlong off another rooftop. I cast my line and it reels me back in and I fly like a spider, like a bird through the open air. I laugh. I cry. I feel something and that's what matters.
And then I'm falling, tumbling, and I remember reality.
My eyes flash open as I wake with a start. I stare ahead of me for a moment, recovering
James's Sketchbook - Chapter 3Chapter Three A Stab in the DarkJames's Sketchbook - Chapter 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Severus hadn't slept well the night before, but that wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Insomnia was something that Severus had already accepted as part of his life. Some nights, Severus stayed in bed, listening to Mulciber snore, as he stared up into the dark depths of the canopy above his bed until some form of fitful sleep took him. Other nights, Severus found means of occupying himself with his own projects, homework having been perfunctorily done long ago.
Last night had been one such night.
When Severus arrived at breakfast, nobody asked where he had been all of last night, no one commented on the fact that he was clearly wearing the same clothes he had worn the day before, no one even said a word of greeting to him. The only indication that his Housemates gave that they had even noticed Severus's presence was Rosier moving over ever so slightly on the bench so as to give Severus barely enough room to take a seat.
As Severus began
Survivng Valentine'sHow To Survive Valentine's Day in Ten Easy StepsSurvivng Valentine's5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Perfect Guide For Singles
DO NOT under any circumstances try to act like you have some 'secret admirier' that's really you in a mustache. I'm sorry, but this is Valentine's Day, not Creeper In A Stache Day. If it were...well...that would be an interesting concept now.
If given things from friends just take them. These people obviously don't have a lover to splurge on so they thought of you when purchasing you fattening food or a piece of thin cardboard with a Disney charecter on it. Be happy that someone thought about you since the one you Facebook Stalk isn't coming around. Maybe it's about time you STOP downloading their pictures and blowing them up to inhuman sizes and placing them on your wall. They don't know you exist, it's time to accept that.
Don't tell your friends that your parents of all people gave you something. Not only does it scream 'I have no life and my parents pity me' but it's just not that intere
Don't leave me againDamian was bored.Don't leave me again4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Well, there was always the option of surfing in the net with his laptop, but he wasn't really the guy for Facebook or whatever other community there was, so he had to settle with reading the books in his room. He had tried to go down into the cave to work on his bike, but his father had stopped and sent him up to his room again. Something about not moving around too much in his current state. As he remembered the events of last week, he tried his best to not growl at his own incompetence. The boy had been supposed to simply get a little information on his mission and he was naïve enough to not see the bombs that were scattered all over the place. Three years going solo and he had not been able to see such a simple trap. The half Arabian winced a little as he moved his broken limb into a more comfortable position. Stupid broken leg. The doctor said that it was damaged so much that he was not able to properly restore it, so it would hinder his growth. Not that it m
Dad"You're never going to call me 'Father,' are you?" I ask Damian with a smirk as he stomps through the batcave with a small scowl. He stops for a moment and turns to me, blue eyes narrowing into a glare.Dad4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Never," he replies sharply. I just chuckle at his childish attitude before turning back to the Batcomputer to type in the report, the cave going silent. About halfway through, a word breaks through the silence, so soft I almost don't hear it.
"However..." I hear quietly behind me. I turn my head just enough to glance over my shoulder and catch a glimpse of the barely noticeable blush on Damian's cheeks before he looks away. I can't keep myself from smiling at it.
"I think the term 'Dad' would fit you better."
KND MusicalChapter one:KND Musical10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"No! ah wont go with yeh on yer cruddy date with a cruddy girl!" Wally said staring straight to numbuh three's face. She looked really disappointed for a second but decided in her oblivious little mind to ask him again. Unwise decision that one. "But why? We could have so much fun together! Besides, I think I like you!" Numbuh four thought he'd have a stroke. Did she just say that in front of a sea of people? There he was in the middle of the cold sea of humiliation and he'd have once choice. To evade it, since he 'can't swim'. "No, no way, evah!" He practically yelled. She looked at him sadly, and he prayed she didn't ask 'oh please, If there is a God, let her not ask' "but … but… why?" From the moment he opened his mouth to speak, he knew he'd regret it for the rest of his life. He squared up to her, like if he was going to try and intimidate her, pierced by the stares of everyone around him, of all his fellow team-members that saw him as 'the enforcer'. "because… becaus
PainWords unspokenPain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heart once broken
Eyes wide open
No more feelings
Pretty messed up
It won't stop
Will it ever?
Elle and Mias: Chapter 23"Nn " Elle groaned as she came to. Her neck ached where Elias had struck her pressure points, causing to lose consciousness, but she couldn't bring her arms up to massage the pain away as her wrists were bound behind her back by some sort of cloth binding. She managed to sit herself upright and noticed something furry brushed up against her leg. Elle gasped and scooted upward toward the large figure slumped over beside her. "Abernos!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 234 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Stag didn't respond.
"Abernos! Abernos, wake up!" She nudged her head down against his shoulder.
Finally, she heard him groan wearily as he regained consciousness. He blinked his green eyes a few times before turning to Elle with a rather confused look on his face. "Elle?"
"Are you alright?" Elle asked immediately.
"I think so," Abernos replied as he sat up and noticed his arms were tied behind his back as well. "What the heck? Elle, what's going on?"
"I don't know, the last thing I remember was seeing Elias Wait, weren't you just in the ma
Switching Places - Part TwoSwitching Places - Part Two3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Slamming the decaying wooden door shut behind him, I focused with concerned eyes as Stephano deliberately slid down to the floor, panting heavily.
"I knew you were telling me to go the wrong way!" Stephano exclaimed, clasping me tightly in his clenching fingers, squeezing my fragile being.
"I'm sorry Stephano! I'm sorry. . . " I murmured as he stood, regaining his breath and clearly ignoring me as he placed his golden scimitar away, causing me to whine.
"Aw, come on, be a bro Stephano.." I complained as he continued to ignore me even further, stretching his long limbs above his head tiredly.
"Stephanooo. . . " I pressed on, my small voice desperate as I tried to capture the Frenchman's attention.
He shook his head as he began walking again, finally tuning me in to capture what I was saying, "Just don't make a noise. . ."
I complied, keeping my mouth quiet as we continued adventuring. Stephano carried me for what seemed like hours that were, in reality, only slow passing minutes as we w
Injured -Prequel Robin was tired. He hadn't gotten more than three hours of sleep the night before, and now, as he ran around with the others, its taking its toll on him. He's barley aware of who they're fighting and how serious the situation is. He only knows he need to focus and that he can rest later.Injured -Prequel4 years ago in Romance More Like This
But his foot slips out from under him, a gasp making its way out of his lips, and hes on the ground, rolling a little before stopping. He lays there for a second, trying to figure out if anything hurts that shouldn't. When nothing hurts, he sits up, scratching his arm, his head, his legs, everywhere. Shit. The thing he landed in was poisonous.
He forces himself up, and broke into a run to catch up with the team. Wally was sent back to make sure he was okay, and when he replied with a thumbs up, he continued on ahead.
Dr. DeAmazo had somehow managed to find his way into some trees, into some rivers, and across a gap i
James's Sketchbook - Chapter 2Chapter 2 Something to RememberJames's Sketchbook - Chapter 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dawn had barely broken when James walked out onto the grounds, broomstick in hand. The chill of coming fall was barely perceptible in this September morning. A light mist came off the lake and clung onto the grass.
"A perfect morning to fly," James murmured as he mounted his broom. Only the silence of the morning answered his whisper.
James kicked off the ground and let his broom rocket up. He was now level with the highest point of Hogwarts. Gently, he tilted his grip, and the broom dove down. He couldn't stop himself from letting out a loud whoop that reverberated off of the castle walls.
He glided over the smooth surface of the dawn-pink lake, so close he looked almost in danger of touching the water.
He loved how the broom responded to his slightest touch. His broomstick always seemed to know James's intentions, even before he realized them fully himself. He only had to lightly adjust his grip, or turn his head slightly, and the broom w
Operation: K.N.D.It was a beautiful day for almost everybody, only one who wasn't too happy about today was Wallabee Beatles, who wasn't looking forward to his first day in kindergarten, and what was even worse was that he was being driven to school with Kuki Sanban, his next door neighbor.Operation: K.N.D.11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Wally! This is going to be so much fun! Aren't you excited!" Kuki asked in an excited manner.
"Why should I be excited about going to some cruddy school?"
"Because it'll be fun! Maybe we can make some new friends!"
"Well, I guess new friends would be okay, and then I wouldn't have to hang out with such a cruddy girl all the time."
Kuki sniffled at that as tears welled up in her eyes, Wally stared at her with a concerned face.
"I-I'm sorry Kuki…I didn't mean that! I love having you as a frie—" Wally started, but didn't get to finish and he was quickly in Kuki's tight embrace. "Kooks…I can't breathe."
Kuki blushed slightly and let go. "Sorry Wally!" She then paused. "Kooks? Is that a new nickname?"