The Music Man Job (pt.1-5)"That was the worst shooting range practice I have ever seen," Zachary Gode laughed, shaking his head as he drove he and his friend Hale back to Hale's home.The Music Man Job (pt.1-5)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"I know, you were pretty bad," Hale replied from the passenger seat, crossing his arms, a wide grin spread across his face.
"Me?" Zach sounded offended. "I made every shot, but you!" He laughed a little harder. "Dude, when you first fired and fell back cause the kickback-"
"Hey, I didn't know it was going to be so strong," the anthro wolf defended himself.
"I just wish Wolf could have seen you," Zach said, pulling to a stop in front of Hale's home. "When I told her we were going, she was bummed she couldn't be there to watch."
Hale watched for Zach to park the car before he opened the door and got out. "She wanted to see me make a fool of myself?"
"You know it," Zach grinned, getting out of the car.
"You're a jerk, man." Hale chuckled lightly. He looked over at Zach, but before he could say anything more, his phone rang. He paused
I Want Your Love, Not Your SexIt's like watching the world behindI Want Your Love, Not Your Sex6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an observational mirror.
Crushes. Relationships. Sex. Marriage. Attraction.
it all seems to be.
I think you're beautiful. So beautiful.
MonsterMonster3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Sann sat in the little, pink, plastic chair by the window. She looked outside and watched as gusts of wind carried the clouds across the bright, full moon. The window creaked and groaned whenever the enraged wind battered it from outside. To Sann, the roaring of the wind sounded like the shadows were trying to claw their way into the house. Their long, gangling claws sliced at the window, but could not penetrate the glass.
She hated shadows. Sann was scared to death of them. Anything could be lurking inside ready to strike. That's why she sat close to the window, where she could bath in the glow of the moonlight. Safe.
Pulling her knees up under her chin, Sann watched as moonlight danced on the trees which were swaying from the wind. She shivered, but kept her gaze on the silent moon.
Something moved in the room.
Sann froze, not knowing if she should turn and look or ignore it. What if she sees one of the monsters? Its beady dark eyes staring back at her as
What if... The sun shone down on the Thunderclan camp, and Bluefur watched as Mosskit, Mistykit and Stonekit tumbled over Thrushpelt, laughing.What if...1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Get out of our territory, Shadowclan flea-pelt!” Stonekit squeaked, charging at Thrushpelt. He battered the tom’s ear with his tiny paws.
“You should never have come here!” Mistykit cried, standing atop the tom.
“Yeah! Because we’re the greatest Thunderclan warriors ever!” Mosskit boasted, climbing up and standing next to her sister.
“Oh yeah?” He grinned and heaved upward.
With squeaks of surprise and delight, Mistykit and Mosskit tumbled from his back. They recovered quickly and tackled his paws. Thrushpelt growled playfully.
Bluefur smiled and laughed.
“Looks like your kits are doing well.” Fe
First Mission Failure"This will test you on all your current lessons," the father said sternly to the young child that sat quietly in the back seat of his family's car. "It's fairly simple. So don't screw it up."First Mission Failure2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
His words were harsh but the child bobbed his head slowly. "Yes, sir."
The child was no older than eleven, but he was small and underweight for his age. He was a border collie pup with oversized floppy ears and big bright eyes. He had scruffy hair black as night that fell in his face, forcing him to constantly shuffle it out of his eyes.
In the passenger seat of the car sat his mother. She was quiet, looking back at her son with worried eyes. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" she asked her husband.
"Of course it is," he snapped, his eyes never once leaving the road. "Zachary. Repeat your mission to me."
The small child took a deep breath and began, "I'll be left in the center of Washington D.C. at exactly 1600 hours. I'll be given an address. Then it'll be my job to go through the city and find
Burning Out, and Falling FastYou're sitting in your parents' old corvette (if you had bothered to check, you'd know it was older than you), flicking your eyes between a lighter in one hand, and a box of matches in the other. You forget when fire became such a need, a distraction.Burning Out, and Falling Fast4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spencer is right beside you in the car, his fingers stroking idly at your forearm, watching you with hooded green eyes.
"If you want to die," he says, "then just kill yourself, but do it with style."
You met The Boy Under the Sycamore Tree when you were four. Your mom encouraged you to go see the lonely boy, and when you first went over to him, he ignored you. The Boy Under the Tree, that's what you called him for the first day you knew him, was a little older than you with dark hair and smoky green eyes.
With encouraging looks from your folks, you walked right next to him and sat down, pressing your back against the tree's rough trunk.
This Inner WarHide me underneath your wingThis Inner War1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Protect me from the storm
Teach me how to breathe again
Keep me safe and warm
I cannot fight the war
What are we even fighting for?
I can't win this battle
All on my own...
Someone save me now,
Before I fall apart,
And stop this beating heart,
From beating anymore
So please, save me...
What are we fighting for?
Darkness within|Inthelittlewood and Sototallytoby|Wth another slash of his sword, martyn took down another skeletion and turned aroundDarkness within|Inthelittlewood and Sototallytoby|3 years ago in Settings More Like This
just in time to see toby nearly get blown up by a creeper. Toby tripped and fell backwards into the hole they had made just hours before just as the creeper exploded,
the blast going over the hole. Once martyn killed the last zombie, he hurried over to
"Christ, dude." Martyn said, helping toby out, "Almost got yourself killed."
Toby flashed a grin, "I know! Awesome rght."
Martyn rolled his eyes and they both picked up their swords. They patched up what the
creeper had damaged and went to build the generator they had been working on before
they were rudley interupted. Martyn pulled some cobblestone out of the chest and put it on the workbench.
"How do we build this again?" He asked toby
"How should I know?" Toby put up his hands
Martyn laughed, "You're a goof."
Martyn turned from the workbech and walked over to the mine, leaving toby clueless as
to what he should do to
AsexualThe girl is afraid of love.Asexual10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The girl is afraid of love?
That can't be right.
That isn't right at all.
I live for love.
It's the empty need I fear.
He's so beautiful.
I love him.
I want to make him happy, but not by sacrificing my needs.
I want to be close to him, but not give up my purity.
But that's all he wants.
That's all he ever wants.
I don't even think about it until he's trying to push my boundaries.
He can't see the other way.
He doesn't want the other way.
He wants me.
But I don't want him.
Not like that.
Texting My BrotherRiver: Brother of mine, how is the fluffy cat, whose name represents the Mighty Hammer of Thor? Does he play well with your long furry friends (ferrets), or has a war unlike any seen before brought tension and destruction to your household?Texting My Brother1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Swiftbreeze (bro): The cat is unharmed and happy. How do thy travels fair the?
River: They fair us well, Brother. Although our butts have grown sore from hours spent in this vehicle, we have had many interesting conversations. Pray tell, what activity are you currently engrossed in? Does work weary your body, or does the glass screen of moving images entertain your mind?
Swift: I travel the area that is Thunderclan mall. A fascinating place as I have found myself trapped in a place known as MarksAndSpencer. I must admit that their articles of clothing amuse me.
River: Ah. Yes, this concurs with my previous experience with your behavior. Strange that I am the female, yet you, the male, have a greater fascination of
Don't Wave No Goodbye "So you've done jobs all over?" Bobby asked Zach who leaned back in his chair, shrugging nonchalantly.Don't Wave No Goodbye1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
"Yeah, back before I joined the agency, I took jobs that sent me all over the place." Zach explained, propping his foot up on Eddy's chair across from him. "I hopped over to Europe, did some work in South America, Africa," he shrugged again. "I don't know. Wherever they wanted me, I went."
"Did you spend time in London?" Bobby tilted his head.
"I'm pretty sure all of us have spent time in London," Hale laughed from beside Zach and he could see Eddy nod and laugh along with him.
"No but, you spent time in London?"
Zach bobbed his head. "Yeah, plenty. What's it to you?"
Bobby hesitated for a moment before rising from his chair. "Pardon me a moment." he said before scurrying out the kitchen and out of sight.
Zach quirked a brow, turning his inquisitive gaze to Eddy. "What's with him?"
Catwoman's Wild 9 DaysDay 1-Catwoman's Wild 9 Days2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Ok Selina, time to get to work. The museum closed 10 minutes ago, which means it’s time to suit up and do what I do best. Rumor has it that tall, dark, and moody has his hands full with the Joker tonight. That means nothing will get in my way.” Selina says as she walks over to her armoire. She opens the massive wooden structure and reaches behind all her dresses to grab her most infamous dress of all.
Selina Kyle, master thief, escape artist, and more famously known as “The Catwoman.” She is tall and slender. Selina wears a thin, black thong, with a black bra. Mascara and eye-liner adorn her face. She quickly pulls her hair reflective black hair back and affixes her cat-cowl. Next, she grabs her whole one-piece jump suit and slides on it. It fits her voluptuous curves perfectly without hindering her agility. She reaches for her boots and puts them on; the sound of their zipper is quick audible. Next, she zips up the front of her catsuit then
A letter to my watchersSmiling through your pain,A letter to my watchers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Till the wounds stop bleeding.
Running through your clouds
Once the sky stops raining.
Never saying never,
Going faster, stronger, better
Even when the
Raindrops seem to fall down forever.
Till the birds start to sing, and
Happiness overwhelms you,
And a smile takes over your face
Now and eternally.
Surviving through the pain,
Until the wounds stopped bleeding.
It never seemed it would end,
Crying, screaming, dying...
Indeed it did, it
Even when the raindrops would never end.
Drunk!2P!Hetalia X Reader - Alcohol MadnessDrunk!2P!Hetalia X Reader - Alcohol Madness3 months ago in Humor More Like This
DRUNK!2P!HETALIA X READER
Created by Paralyzed-Chan--
A bit of sexual content~ ;D
SymptomsThe more he watches Stork, the more he sees.Symptoms5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He sees fear in the pale yellow eyes far too often, even when they're looking at him. He sees nervous tension in the wiry frame, wound up tight in anticipation of disaster, even on the safety of his ship. He sees the pilot flinch in response to loud sounds and sudden movements, and sometimes softer sounds and not-so-sudden movements - especially if a hand ever chances to touch him.
He sees a lot of confusion and uncertainty in his interactions with the pilot, but one thing he doesn't see is trust.
The more he watches Stork, the more he notices.
He notices that Stork's first response to any movement made by another person in his vicinity is to cower in fear. He notices that the merb has no instinct for fighting back directly, that his traps seem to be his only defense. He notices Stork's wariness around Junko, who is big and loud, but has never harmed a hair on Stork's head. He notices St
Loki x reader: DubstepEnjoy the Loki x reader!Loki x reader: Dubstep2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I walked back to my house from buying popcorn and (F/drink) from the grocery store. I blasted Dubstep on my ipod. As soon as I got on my house's porch, My boyfriend, Loki Suddenly popped up. He's stopped being evil and stopped killing innocent people. I smiled as I got out my keys.
He mouthed some words and I couldn't get what he just said. I took off my headphones.
"What was that?" I said as I opened the door as I let Loki in. I closed the door behind me.
"I said You look beautiful today!" Loki said as he he kissed me on the lips. "Ugh, you and your headphones" I smirked at the comment as I set down the grocery stuff on the table.
"I would die if there's no music," I said as I sat on his lap.
"Let me see what music you got on this so called IPod." Loki grabs my ipod and Beats headphones. I smirked as he plays "Kill everybody" by Skrillex. "This is the music you like?! So what do you want to do today?" He said as he fixes his long slicked back blac
Equestria Girls - Is it love?If there was a more perfect day to have a picnic, Twilight hadn't experienced it. The sky was a perfect blue, with no clouds in sight. The sun was shining brightly and there was a cool breeze. The spot they'd chosen was also good, on the top of a green and grassy hill, overlooking the town of Ponyville below. She and her closest friends had gathered here for a day of relaxation. Her duties as princess had been relaxed for the day, so they could all enjoy this time together. And that was something she was greatly appreciative of.Equestria Girls - Is it love?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For as much as she tried, something always seemed to come up that kept the six of them from spending quality time together. it was either some big disaster that needed their attention, or it was some individual problem one of them was facing. But today was different. Today, everything was set up just perfectly. Looking away from the bright and clear sky, Twilight looked at her friends. Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy were all enjoying
The Tears of a Hawk Bruce Banner was not a man who was easily worried. He was sympathetic, yes. He was caring, yes He was compassionate, yes. Overall, he was a very kind man. But he was not easily worried.The Tears of a Hawk3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At least, not until he woke up at three forty-seven in the morning, with S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Clint Barton nowhere to be found.
Clint had been Bruce's close friend, lover, and bedmate for almost a year. They were accustomed to each other's sleeping habits. Clint would leave at odd hours of the night, called away on missions that Bruce could know nothing about. Bruce would crawl into their shared bed early in the morning, having spent all night experimenting with Tony.
Despite their very different schedules-and Clint's "if I told you I'd have to kill you, and I don't want to kill you" attitude towards his work- they had not spent a night wit
Arkham City Bloat-downNature abhors a vacuum.Arkham City Bloat-down3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a busy old time in Gotham. Joker was dead, Batman triumphant, Hugo Strange defeated and Arkham city in ruin and disarray.
Huge numbers of inmates had been rounded up already to be returned to their cells in waiting Arkham, leaving large swathes of the former open air prison empty.
Empty... And unguarded.
The glass creaked, the smallest amount of pressure causing it to flex slightly. Just enough pressure for, say, a diamond tipped claw to trae a generous circle upon it, neatly cutting a hole in the pane through which a lithe, leather clad cat burglar might gain entry.
Doors were so passé.
She carefully slipped the disc of glass out, catching it before it fell to the street below, the resulting crash would be heard by few in this ghostly wasteland but few ears were still too many ears for comfort.
She was in.
Selena whistled at the vast space. The museum was like a tomb, the air still save for the slow pirouette of dust motes, the silence ab
In his office (Levi and reader)In his office (Levi and reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This feeling. This sensual feeling.
I let out a moan. I couldn't deny what my body wanted.
This feeling has been building up a few months now. I wasn't sure why, but it was there. I would ignore it, but then I couldn't stand it. The only one I knew, who could take care of this ache, was my corporal. Sure, no one would expect him to do this, but he was the only one I would let do this.
"C-corporal, be gentle." I said, as I felt his hands roam my back.
Traversal Beta: PrologueTraversal Beta: Prologue1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The depths of hell, wouldn’t you know it, were just as petrifying and painful as they were when he was first dragged in, some four thousand years ago. Despite the many years to empty his brain and forget all he’d known, Meian couldn’t forget his death; it was far too vivid and quite frankly humiliating. Lord of the Desert, Ruler of Ur-ktan, soon to be tyrant of an entire world with his endless desert...! And then the goddess’ ten little pet spirits had bested him. Him! Meian! He was to be immortal, a god! Still burned into his eyelids were those taunting eyes of the Daemon of War as she managed to break the wings of his dragon form, and the heartless gaze of Misfortune as she struck him down to the depths of hell, perched atop a cheery lake of magma Desolation thought would be fitting for one of his...character.
Sure, he’d murdered millions, enslaved thousands more. He treated people like toys and wr
h u m a i n . | franceh u m a i n . | france1 year ago in Romance More Like This
That's all anyone cared about these days. You had to be beautiful to find love. You had to be beautiful to get the job. You had to be beautiful to make friends.
Beauty was all around you. The slender, beauty queens and husky, cool guys at your school. Your "identical" twin sister, who looked exactly like you except for the fact that she was petite and healthily skinny. Even your baby brother was in the "Top 100 Beautiful Babies of 2014".
You, on the other hand, looked much different than all of these people.
Yes, you were on the chubby side, but not "fat" as your classmates claimed you to be. Most girls at school stood at 5'2 1/2 feet, but you were 5'5 1/2, clumsily towering over the others. You also had a small group of freckles that covered the bridge of your nose and cheeks. You wore glasses, not contacts, that were considered "an offense to fashion". You were also know for your emotionless expression
They Say They Don't SmileThey Say They Don't SmileThey Say They Don't Smile6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Newborns don't smile...
it's "just gas" they say.
But, they didn't see my daughter's
face that special day.
I arrived at the nursery
all swelled with pride.
I knew that my daughter
was waiting inside.
The Nurse brought her to me
all bundled up tight
she was born the day prior
and she was all right.
I looked down at her,
and she looked up at me.
A pretty girls eyes
I'm sure recognized me.
With Joy all around us
she looked up at me
and my daughters smile
was welcoming me.
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