Tell me about it - Chap 1Dec 20th: 12:00 AM.: A cold winter night. Or rather a new day.Tell me about it - Chap 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Batman was on his usual night patrol. He made the roof top of a tall building as his operating point, from where he could have a clear view of the street, especially the museum, which, according to his sources, is the site of action for the night. He was alone. He insisted Robin to stay out of these chilly night patrols and concentrate on his studies. His grades were beginning to worry him. He had not faced such problem with Dick, he perfectly balanced between his studies and his work. Tim, on the other hand was so obsessed with his newly acquired Robin persona that he dreamt of flying the streets of Gotham all day. No wonder there was a protest from him to Bruce's decision, but the big man had the final word.
The night was colder than usual. Why could't Joker choose a better day to bother him? There was no reason why he should rob a museum, except to attract Batman's attention. "Crime is no fun withou
The Angel of DarknessThe Angel of Darkness2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Angel of Darkness
Location: Gotham city, 12:25 am .
I find myself sitting next to a statue of an angel ... I see the city from a building ... I only see horror .... anarchy ... fear ... nothing like what my family do.... some of them died trying to help ... green arrow it was one of them ... oliver was strong until the end ... but superman changed all ... i see the city again and I see a gang beating someone up... i jump out of the building to direct them fall at a high speed and use my cape as a glider and fall softly in the dark and use my detective vision to see what happens ...
thug : (takes a bat) .... you should be more grateful to us .... not is that so boys?
man: please I did nothing ... let me go ...
thug : (ready to hit the man but a smoke bomb explodes clouding his view) WHAT THE FU....
i get out of the darkness and hit the men until they are knocked out and see the latest and the fog dissapears...
thug : can not be ... you were ... I saw you ...
Glasses and red scar-Chapter17Glasses and red scar-Chapter174 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The tall man in front of us suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at us with a raised eyebrow, darted his gaze down to his feet, looking very confused, and then continued walking.
"You're so mean, Keroro-kun "
Dororo whimpered as he slowly crawled up from the ground.
"Gero, sorry, Dororo."
"How could you, Keroro-kun? Pushing me under his big fat shoe when he was about to step on you! You sacrificed me so I could be squished flat for you! So sly, Keroro-kun! So sly!"
"Hehe, Dorobune Senpai was used as a meat shield again desu."
"This sure is a crowded street." Giroro Senpai said beside me.
He was right. We were in the very overcrowded city of Nagoya, located in the centre of the country, the Chubu region, being stuck right in between the Kanto and Kansai region. This populated city was like that train station, but instead of aliens, it was jam packed with Pekoponjins. They couldn't see through our anti-barrier and treated us as air. It was about the twelfth time today that some
The Illuminati: ExposedThe Illuminati: ExposedThe Illuminati: Exposed9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The Illuminati are suspected of having an influence on practically every part of our lives from politics to religion and economy, technology, and even major world events. The Illuminati are a secret society closely linked to Freemasonry. Founded on the first of May, 1776 with only five initial members, the group discussed and philosophized about things that were generally thought of as taboo at that time period in France. Among the things that they looked at were the teachings of Voltaire, an anti-Christian who questioned politics and current philosophies. Under the leadership of Adam Weishaupt, codenamed Spartacus, the order never made progress. After a few years, however, much more prominent members joined such as Baron Adolph Knigge, Duke Ferdinand of Brunswick, and Duke Ernest of Gotha. This gained the Illuminati much popularity. However, on June 22, 1784, the French government issued a decree banning all secret societies from o
Beryl and the NurseBy: D. R. Nyan-chanBeryl and the Nurse2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
:iconchitandaneplz: “Thankies for the walkie, Daemon.” I nyued cheerfully as she started to tremble. “It was really fun. I hope we can do it again, sometime-nya.”
:iconscaredmioplz: “N-no! I told you not to make eye contact with me!” Daemon fearfully replied while trembling. I was so happy from our walkie that I couldn’t help but embrace her in-nya kitty huggie, but before more than-nya couple seconds passed-
:iconrunforlifeplz: “KYAAAAA! Let me go! Let me go!” Daemon screamed as she somehow pried herself loose from my loving embrace and ran-nyaway. She could be so silly sometimes-nya.
:iconsuprisedplz: “I wonder if she's nyactually just shy because I might be her type,” I contemplated. “Maybe if we go out on-nya date, she won’t be as uncomfortable around me."
The School Pet's TreasureBy: D. R. Nyan-chanThe School Pet's Treasure2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
:iconconfusedneplz: “Nyu knyow, there’s something I’ve been wondering about,“ I pondered aloud as Asami took my measurements in-nyorder to find the cutest kimonyo for me to wear later on.
:iconkyokokyutplz: “What is it, Beryl-chan?” she wondered.
:iconazunyanplz: “Am I really the only School Pet in the history of the school? What if there were others before me-nya?"
:iconamythinkplz: “Good question. I’ve never really thought about it,” Asami admitted, glancing over at Akira.
:iconyuiyumplz: “I have to find out!” I suddenly proclaimed. “If there were others, were they cute? Were they cuddly? Would I be able to measure up to them-nya?”
:iconyuinodplz: “Speaking of measurements, I think I have some in just your size, Beryl-chan,” Asami said. However, I was lost in thought. Was I really the fi
Norway x Angel!Reader Prolouge You felt numb. From the tips of your feathered wings to the toes that lay exposed to the elements. Your white dress was in tatters, and cuts and bruises lined your once immaculate skin. Your (h/c) hair was wet and plastered to your cheeks from the unrelenting rain. It had not been meant to turn out this way. Your mission to the Mortal Land was to defeat Demons, not be left for dead by them.Norway x Angel!Reader Prolouge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You were a member of Heaven, an Angel sent to bring light and hope to the lost and to guide the faithful. So what had gone wrong? Your mind reeled as you stumbled through the woods, trying to find shelter before nighttime. That was when they were the strongest. The night was th Realm of Demons, and being caught again was not in your best interest.
On wobbling legs you pressed on, folding your wings tight into your back. Many times you had tried to get a message through to Heaven,
SSH - Chap. 9 Harsh, vicious, and malicious laughter tore through that hollowed room as Eggman threw his hands high above his head, chortling with glee as he stomped one foot on the ground, raising his voice as he punched a fist into the air, Finally! I have done it! I have killed the famous Sonic the Hedgehog!!!! AHAHAAHAAAA!!!SSH - Chap. 97 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
There was quite a bit of silence as Eggman continued to laugh, laughing at his nemesiss ultimate and final downfall.
Many of the captors hanging in their bonds against the wall let their heads fall to their chests, tears unbound dripping from the corners of their eyes. Many of the more injured had blood dripping from their wrists, falling through the air, to splatter on the concrete floor, causing several separate pools of darkness all across the ground, the reflections of saddened creatures showing back at them..
With Sonic gone .What would happen now? What would Eggman do to them all!? W-
Suddenly, almost everyone
The Scout and the Crab chp. 18Chapter 18 - Welcome to ColdfrontThe Scout and the Crab chp. 185 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The BLU Scout didn't know how to react as the RED Scout explained to him everything the Spycrab had told him about his cursed. Although he left out a few details, like him being a virgin. Both of the Scouts sat down next to each other and leaned against the door as the BLU Scout tried to comprehend everything that happened. It was hard to believe, but then again, the intelligent crab he held in his hands was evident enough.
"So..." Began the BLU Scout as he held the crab close to him. "...The Spy was turned into a crab by the ghost of Zepheniah Mann at the Harvest?"
"That's what he said." The RED Scout nodded.
The BLU Scout looked at his RED counterpart. "But why? What did he do that was s-so-so wrong?"
"Well don't ask me!" The RED Scout snapped. "I don' know and nor does he! He just went over to Harvest one day to find a way a new way to f*ck me up on the field and then BAM!" The BLU Scout jumped slightly.
The Scout and the Crab chp.13Chapter 13 - Confessions of a cursed SpyThe Scout and the Crab chp.135 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Scout couldn't help but rub his forehead as he stepped out of Respawn, he just had to made sure the bullet hole wasn't there. Nothing. He was 100% at perfect health. That didn't stop him from shivering thought of the bullet shooting through the back of his head and exiting out through his forehead, he swore he could still feel the bullet in his head.
"So...he was tryin' to warn me..."
Scout almost jumped out of his skin, letting out an alarmed yell as he sidled up to the nearest locker of the Spawn room. It was the RED Engineer, sitting on the benches and looking a bit depressed.
"Uh...yeah...I'm fine," The Scout was a bit irritated at being shot just as he was about to enter the RED base. "What are you doin' here? Why aren't you out there doing...y'know....engineer stuff."
Engineer shrugged. " BLU Pyro snuck up on me while I was erecting a dispenser and-" The Scout giggled. "What is so gosh dang funny?!"
Respawn - The Seventh MemoryRespawn - The Seventh Memory5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
= Part One; The Seventh Memory =
Having been ordered by Medic not to go into battle for three days, all Scout could do was sit in his bed, sleeping, or drawing in the sketch book that his mom had gotten him before he left for the war.
She had given one to each of his seven brothers too, when they had left home.
She told each of them before they left; "Here honey, take this. If you see something interesting, or even something that you think I would like. Draw it, then mail it to me in a letter."
It was a sweet thing that she did, just to keep her family together. His mother was sickly, and had to be looked after by his father. She was too sick to go outside, so all of her sons drew pictures for her of what was outside. None of them had enough money for a camera, so they learned how to draw.
Scout was the youngest of all his siblings, and so he got taught by all of them how to draw, what looks the best, different styles and all that stuff. He turned out to be a natural at
OHSHC - Twins x Reader[Twins~] - half and half pt8Everyone stared at Kaoru, He kissed you!! No one has seen that in the host club!!! Tamaki was EXTREMELY pissed!OHSHC - Twins x Reader[Twins~] - half and half pt82 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"uh. Kao-chan? What just happened?" Honey asked,
completely ignoring all of the squeals coming from
the girls around him. Kyoya made his way around the
room, telling the girls that they were now 'closed.'
Tamaki was furious. No one had ever SEEN him this
upset! Mori was holding his arms back as Tamaki
started getting bright red and began trying to charge
at Kaoru. "HOW DARE YOU KISS ____! MY ___!" He
yelled. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOUR ___?" Kaoru
freaked out and yelled back. ___ was his! Definitely
not Tamaki's! He saw ____ as a sister anyway!
Why was he freaking out?! Brothers don't get jealous
like /that/ when their 'sisters' get dates, right?!
~Meanwhile with you~
You and your sister sat on your shared bed. "Did he
REALLY kiss you?" your sister couldn't believe what
she was hearing. Your face was bright red and you
Hearing Half of a Conversation Forgive me for helping you understandHearing Half of a Conversation2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
you’re not made of words alone.
—Roque Dalton; Clandestine Poems
I first learned how to build a house of playing cards in an adolescent psychiatric unit in suburban Chicago. A roommate taught me a trick, a mindset really, to have while placing the cards themselves— that a house of cards is always stacked against itself to stand. My trial-and-error attempts led to a lengthy row of playing cards
SSH - Chap. 15 Let go of me!!! Let go!!!! LET GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!SSH - Chap. 157 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Silver struggled with his own emotions as he was forced to hold poor Dream back, wrapping his arm around the young hedgehogs neck in something of a headlock, trying hard to hold him back from the body in front of him. Silver could feel dreams small hands envelop his own arm and tighten their grip, the hedgehog clawing hard at his wrist as he tried to pry him from his neck. He shook his head in agony as he wailed, beads of tears flying from his eyes, No! Let me go PLEASE!
Silver gritted his teeth as Dream pulled him forwards, he finally receiving a bit of relief when Rainbow grabbed his own shoulders, narrowing her gaze as she tried to help him pull Dream back. Silver felt his own tears wet the corners of his eyes as he muttered, Dream Dream
Stop! Its no use! D- . Dreams cries began to overpower Silvers pl
SSH - Chap. 10 A small and quavering whimper scuttled along the frigid and icy air as a figure silhouetted in moonlight gently bent over, placing the quarry in her arms on the soft bed of moss and snow.SSH - Chap. 107 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Soft cries tingled and sparkled in the air as tears were swept aside by the softly blowing wind, sparkling and shimmering like crystals in the night as they fell slowly, melting into the snow as if it was theyre final resting place ..as was anothers that night.
The night was young, however cold, with the moon sending its silvery light down in streams to the earth, the light gently bouncing off of the snowy surface of the soil as if they were large reflectors, sending the light back up into the misty atmosphere, causing the entire scene to seem to glow with a melancholy appearance.
The young hedgehog with light pink fur sat with her knees in the snow, her entire body shaking violently with emotion, the cold already beginning to take its toll on her e
The Scout and the Crab Chp.6Chapter 6 - Parasite (Alternate name: A Crab-Boomerang)The Scout and the Crab Chp.65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Bostonian already regretted not killing the supposedly cursed BLU Spy. Despite his out of character notion to NOT kill him, the little crab repaid the RED mercenary by talking non-stop throughout the night.
"I understand your insecurities about kissing a man, but at the moment I am not a man; I am a crab," he began. "Kissing a crab isn't as you so colorfully described it gay." Scout didn't respond. With his back turned to the aquarium, he tried to ignore the heavily-accented voice and focused on getting some sleep. "Then again, when you think about it...kissing a crab would be unethical, but you do have to agree, it's not gay, oui?"
"I'm tryin' to sleep!" Scout snapped.
"And I am trying to become human again," retorted the Spycrab, using the same tone the Scout used against him. "As long as I believe you are the only who can lift zhis curse, I will haunt you like a ghost. This I promise."
AtAInterview transcriptAtAInterview transcript3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
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PoliceForcestuck: The 5 Million Dollar Car 2Sollux searches through the trunk of the car "Look at all of this!" The cop pulls out some of the drugs and drops them into a bag, "Meth, cocaine, soper slime, and marijuana?" OfficerPoliceForcestuck: The 5 Million Dollar Car 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Captor pulls out a bag of brown mush that mysteriously looks like shit, "I don't even know
what this is."
The rest of the pow-wow watches him from the sidelines, "So what's the game plan?" Vriska
asks sitting on the hood of the car. "Are you going to find out who did this or are you
going to sell this on the streets?"
Jade disappointingly looks at Vriska, "Of course we're going to find out who did this."
The human turns to Sollux seriously, "How are we going to handle this?"
"Well," lisps the officer, "You and Karkat are going to return the car back to its owner
and find out if they know anything about this." He turns to Vriska, "You're returning to
the station with me."
Vriska throws her hands up, "What? Why do I have to go back to that boring place?" she
argues in defiance. "Things were just starting to
The Life and Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.7)The Life and Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.7)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF KARKAT FUCKING VANTAS
A homestuck a.u.
(homestuck is owned by andrew hussie)
The following weekend, you were grounded. No computer, no phone, no meeting friends or leaving the apartment. Saturday and Sunday just passed by with you lounging on your bed and thinking about Terezi.
You weren't bored at all. In fact, you just kept smiling and burying your face in the covers, just thinking about what would happen on Monday.
It scared your parents shitless too when you came to the dinner table with a huge smile on your face.
You told them you even finished your tutoring homework and that almost made your pa sick.
On Monday though, you woke up with the hugest fucking headache and you just did not feel good.
New thoughts came to mind as you roll over in bed and check your clock. Shit, what if her dad calls your parents? Or changes your summer school classes with her?
Oh well f
SSH - Chap. 8 continuedSonic, Sonic, Sonic .I can hardly say I am surprised that you decided to join us tonight. Too bad it had to be a forced affair .but I digress .SSH - Chap. 8 continued7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Sonic was on his hands and knees now, just in the position he had been at the rooftop, and his head snapped up as an all too familiar voice ripped at his ear drums. Sonic made a snarling noise suddenly in the back of his throat, Nnngh! Sonics arms snapped suddenly to his sides, and his body lifted up slightly in the air, the tips of the toes of his shoes barely scraping the ground as his knees bent a bit. He gritted his teeth and grunted as he shook his head and shoulders, trying to free himself from a chemical bond that was suddenly formed in the core of the dome, with three yellow rings binding his body, causing him to be bound with his arms behind his back. Sonic fell again to his knees with a grunt of exhaustion from his struggling at that voice came again, Oh ho ho!! Oh no Sonic
Your Non-Existent CompetitionMy fingers hover over numbers I have not needed to think about for years, and I urge myself to make the call. Still hesitant, I pick out the digits that still translate to "home" in my mobile, though for years it has been only a house; sometimes mine, sometimes not. It rings once and I hang up, then try again and again and again. Third time might be the charm, but today it takes five of these hang ups before I stay on the line.Your Non-Existent Competition2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Sorry," I say, knowing I don't sound very convincing but banking on the notoriously bad reception we get here to tick it over into believeable. "Sorry. I bet you got about a billion missed calls. My 'phone kept cutting out, you know what it's like." I laugh, an awkward bark that explodes from my mouth like our terrier chasing a cat, and she seems to accept it at face value. "Anyway, happy birthday, hey!"
She thanks me and we meander through the pleasantries she initiates, an elaborate dance of lies we move through every so often. We talk of cheap shops and craf