Becoming the OutlawBecoming the Outlaw2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
4 years prior
'...and so it is with heavy heart that I must resign.'
Her boots slipped on, hair burned brightly in the growing sunlight, a cool breeze wafted from the balcony.
It was beautiful, this hotel in which they'd decided to create one last memory. Of course, the black haired beauty lying buried in those sweat soaked sheets didn't know it.
It was better this way, she kept telling herself. If anyone could understand leading a new life, it would be him.
'I ask you not to search for me. And let me rephrase this for you, my love, Do Not Search For Me (for I know how stubborn you can be).'
Yes, she knew him better than anyone. Better than he knew himself. Which is why she understood why his birdarang was now plunged deeply with the note onto the wall beside her.
"Not quite the way I expected you to wake up; then again, you are the Boy Wonder."
Kory turned around, hair heavily aflame, hand cocked on her hip to watch Dick Grayson rise from the bed with an impassiv
B10 AF-CELESTIC DOMINATION- 1ONE:B10 AF-CELESTIC DOMINATION- 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ben! He's coming up behind you! Look out!" exclaimed a fifteen year old girl whose bright, fiery red hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail.
A towering compost alien with a flame patterned head and green eyes with side-ways , slit pupils heeded her warning and quickly jumped out of the way just a split second before a heavy, stone lance crashed into the ground he once stood on.
"Thanks, Gwen!" the alien gave her a thumbs up.
He then looked up at the monstrous creature that reared up before him. It resembled a giant, mutated bear with a soft, purplish gooey body covered heavily in stone-plate armor. It's eyes and mouth glew with molten rock. It's left hand, which was shaped like a spear, reformed back into a clawed paw.
"You know, Humongousaur would have easily taken care of this rock-brain, but nooooo....the Omnitrix gave me Swampfire instead!" the alien complained.
"You can mope about it after we defeat this creep!" Gwen ran towards th
Family Matters - A Linchpin InterludeFamily Matters - A Linchpin Interlude2 years ago in Drama More Like This
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've been sitting on this one for a while. I didn't know if I liked it when I first wrote it and then I kind of forgot about it. However, my new poll has reminded me that many of you want to see more in the Linchpin verse, so I dug this out and cleaned it up a bit. It's nothing but pure fluff – which is why I think I'm so iffy about it. There is no Robin Torture at all in it! Seriously!
DISCLAIMER: I've said it many times, but I'll say it again because I don't want to be sued: They're not mine! (Please don't sue me!)
FAMILY MATTERS (A Linchpin Interlude)
April 09, 09:15 EDT
The rain was falling lightly, tapping the large skylight with a pitter-patter that was accompanied by the heavy base of Foster the People. Jason tucked in the end of the towel he had wrapped around his waist and wiped the fog from the bathroom mirror. Runn
The Needs of OthersThe four boys sat in Jaime's living room as the credits of an action movie rolled across the screen of the television. Tim and Garfield stood up to stretch as Jaime grabbed another chip. Soft snoring came from the speedster lying next to him.The Needs of Others2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Jaime, we're gonna head out. Gar's staying at my place and Batman's gonna kill me if I'm late again." Tim mentioned as the duo headed towards the door. "We're heading the same way as Central city if you wanna wake Bart up."
"Nah, he's spending the night so it's fine." Jaime explained as the other two nodded and left. Jaime hopped off the couch and turned the t.v. off, figuring Bart was out for the rest of the night. He looked back at the sleeping figure on the couch.
'Better take him to my room.' Jaime thought as he lowered himself to the ground. Jaime picked Bart up, astonished at how light he was. He knew Bart was slim, but he hadn't expected the speedster to be that small. 'How much does he even weigh?'
"The boy weighs 82.4 pounds. BMI is 14.5
No Easy Way to Say...***Warning Bluepulse and slight boy x boy do not comment or read if you are not a fan***No Easy Way to Say...2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The soft snip of scissors echoed through Bart’s ears as he stared at the pile of pink and purple paper hearts sitting before him. Jamie sat across from him humming quietly as he cut the hearts and placed them in neat piles in front of him. Bart tapped his feet anxiously as the heavenly aroma of sugar cookies made it’s way up his nose.
Jaime finished the last heart and looked over to Bart. “What ese?” He asked raising an eyebrow to the younger boy.
“Why are we doing this again?” Bart asked scratching his head and turning to look over his head for the hundredth time hoping that the oven would go off soon.
Jaime set down the scissors and folded his arms onto the table and stared at Bart, “Its for Valentines Day. Are you really telling me you have no idea what that is?”
Bart nodded and again looked back into the kitchen the smell clearly getting to him. &
Celebration (Young Justice, BluePulse, PG)CelebrationCelebration (Young Justice, BluePulse, PG)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They did it, they had won. The REACH had lost and the Light had been fractured. Impulse looked around the cave the Secret Summit had been held and grinned with pride.
Everyone was congratulating each other on a job well done.
"Hey hermano," a voice said from behind him.
Impulse spun on his heel to stare into the blue and yellow face of Blue Beetle.
Unsurprisingly Bart's body reacted faster than his brain and he jumped up to hug the teller teen around the neck. "Dude, how crash was I?" He asked excitedly!
"You did okay?" Blue Beetle commented.
Impulse let go of the armored teen. "Okay? OKAY?! Dude, I don't know what fight you were a part of but I took down The Brain. THE BRAIN!"
"So you broke a glass jar with a pickled body part, big deal! I helped take out the big bad guys."
"Yeah, but not on you own," Impulse pointed out wagging a finger at Blue.
The two friends stared at each other for a moment, baring their teeth and growling at who was the better fighter w
Percy Jackson and the Legend of KorraHey guys! Well, it's been forever since I submitted anything, so I figured I would take you guys up on my last offer. This is a fan-fiction; the characters used therein are NOT MINE!!! Please bear this in mind. This is more of a thank you to the creators of these respective works of fiction. (Not really, but somewhat.) Any who, before I get so far gone no one can understand what I'm typing I present to you a crossover fan-fiction of Percy Jackson and The Legend of Korra. For timeline… I'd say that the Avatarverse (the official term for the Avatar Universe) is just after Amon has been defeated, right when Korra thinks she has fulfilled her end of the deal as the world-saving Avatar. For Percy and his companion(s) (the reason for the parentheses around the 's' is because I still have no idea who will be with him, another factor you should know about: This was made up on the go.) they have just defeated Kronos the Titan, and are taking a nice relaxing demigod break. (Basically, they're bePercy Jackson and the Legend of Korra2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Case of the Outwitted Detective, Chapter IThe Case of the Outwitted Detective, Chapter I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE: THE CASE OF THE OUTWITTED DETECTIVE
Chapter I: "Setting Up the Board"
Dramatised by Diane N. Tran
To the "old" Basilian crowd, you know who you are, I remember you still and think of you still and love you all the more that you still remember me, too.
To Sherringford Basil, she was always the Woman. Before then, her public entitlements were many and varied — the Primadonna Teatru Wielki, la Seconda Donna della Scala, la Reine du Palais Garnier, la Princess of the Renaissance, the Actress, the Adventuress, the Professional Beauty, the Woman in the Little Black Dress, the Jersey Lily, the New Helen, the Gibson Girl, but rarely was the name of Mademoiselle Irene Relda spoken under any other name, under any other entitlement, by my friend than the Woman. In his eyes, she eclipsed the whole of her sex. I can recall vividly our firs
Dias felicesDías felicesDias felices2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Cerró los ojos con dolor, había sido una mala idea ver uno de los videos de ese tipo. Por una fracción de segundo, pensó que lo había superado, pero no. El pecho se le había oprimido dolorosamente y sus ojos le habían traicionado.
-Me cago en la puta- seco sus lagrimas con la manga de su poleron, porque se empeñaba en pensar que algún día el seria parte de esa felicidad, sentía envidia de esos momentos que podian compartir vardoc y su novia, giro su rostro pero aun oía las risas de fondo.
-“Eso, salta, muéstrame tus trucos Hahahah”-
-“Sany, salta hahah”-
Ellos eran realmente felices juntos y él lo único que hacía era ser un mal tercio en la vida de ellos. Se levanto de la silla y tomo a Batman en brazos, el pequeño gato no entendía nada pero aun asi parecía sentir el dolor de su dueño porque a penas Xoda
RobxKF: Valentine's DayRichard had been dreading this morning for months, so much so that he could almost smell it. The stench of romance, butterflies and cheap chocolate filled his nose and ears like mud. 14/02/12 flashed brightly as if it weren't already obvious that the feared twenty-four hours of nonsense had pounced. How did this happen, anyway? Richard could have sworn just yesterday Artemis had been hiding the vodka from Wally on New Year's, and now this? Forty-five daysone-thousand and eighty hourshad passed in the blink of an eye.RobxKF: Valentine's Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today was the day the boy knew could be better spent clawing his own eyes out with a butter-knife, but would instead be used up surrounded by overly-cheery voices, teenagers making out and another way to rub in his face that he was fifteen yet still unkissed and untouched. How could he have the chance, with Batman watching ever-so-sternly over his caped shoulder?
Yep, that's what he kept telling himself; Bruce's alter-ego was the rea
Black Silence 1 - Kuroshitsuji Demons -- do not fall in love.Black Silence 1 - Kuroshitsuji5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not under any circumstances are we to harbor such an emotion in our empty shells. Emotion all together was not something that we generally bothered to deal with -- it was simply an annoyance. That was a principle that I did not live by. I enjoyed being able to laugh at others' stupidity, and feel anger when someone did wrong against me. It was a diversion to retain me from devouring souls.
When I came to be, I ran about feeding on any soul I could find -- even the lost ones. They were cold, stale and bland; void of any sins. But to me they were all the same, just like any other young demon would think.
Some time later -- hundreds of years perhaps -- I was bored of my way of life. I wanted to find and savor only the most sin stained and flavorful souls. That when I made my first pact with a human being. It was a young man, aged around 17.
EVERYTHING WRONG WITH ULTIMATE ALIEN: DupedEVERYTHING WRONG WITH ULTIMATE ALIEN: DupedEVERYTHING WRONG WITH ULTIMATE ALIEN: Duped2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. “People acting totally normal while crazy crap is going on” cliché.
2. How are Forever Knights getting the funding for tanks and weaponry? Are there sponsor companies that take stealing alien/magic technology that seriously?
3. Rath pulls a cellphone out of thin air.
4. Forever Knights somehow quietly slip away from Rath. That’s unforgivable even for Rath.
5. The museum, the stadium, and the later mentioned theater are literally in a rock’s throwing distance of each other. How convenient.
7. Ben somehow jumps from menace to “teen sensation” in between episodes
8. I’m no expert when it comes to sports, but I don’t think announcers are allowed to make this much ruckus over a celebrity appearance during a game.
9. Running into the playing field is also improper etiquette
10. Cloned audience is totally okay with three teenagers arguing in a tennis court in the middle of a c
Why are you..."Why are you so stupid, KF? The whole mission failed because of your mistake!"Why are you...3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Why are you so obnoxious? Do you really think I don't know that already? I don't need you telling it to me again!"
"Why do you always make it sound like I'm the bad guy here?"
"Why do you always have to take everything the wrong way?"
"Why can you never be serious for once in your life!"
"Why do you not get that I just saved your ass?"
"Why do you not get it that my ass didn't need saving!"
"Why don't you just suck it up and shut up!"
"Why don't you get that you're not helping anything by"
"Why is it so hard for you to comprehend"
"Why do you have to be so"
"WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I REALLY REALLY CARE FOR YOU AND THAT THE ONLY REASON THAT I DIDN'T FOLLOW THE ORDERS WAS BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU WERE OKAY!?"
"Why the hell did you not just say that in the first place "
Temporary CompanionIt was extremely early in the morning when odd noises resonated from a park. As the noise dyed down a blue police box appeared. A lean and tall red headed male, dressed in a white T-shirt under a red over shirt and jeans, exited the box and looked around. As the red head looked around another male stood in the doorway of the Tardis arms crossed across his chest, this male had short tasseled brown hair, a slim frame and was dressed in a dark brown suit with blue pin stripes, a light blue button up shirt, dark brown tie and a light brown overcoat.Temporary Companion2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Is this the spot?” The other male asked
The red head nodded, “This is it.” He said breathlessly as he ran his fingers through his hair. Looking back he smiled at the male. “Thanks again Doctor.”
“You have to be one of my mo
1. Soap Suds+Sleep DeprivationJim was tired.1. Soap Suds+Sleep Deprivation4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Incredibly, amazingly tired.
He had been up all night doing paperwork. Paperwork!! Of all of the things he could have been doing last night, it just HAD to be paperwork. Paperwork was evil. If there was a scale for evilness from one to ten, Nero would be a ten and then paperwork would be an eleven. Paperwork was the evilest most evil thing there was. Argh, see? Even Jim could tell he was exhausted because he was rambling. James Kirk does not ramble.
Except now, apparently.
He stretched lazily as he plodded to the bathroom in that sleepy way that people do when they are only half awake. Once he opened the door a waft of warm air hit him in the face, causing him to blink sleepily. ...Huh? Jim looked around the bathroom, puzzled, before shaking his head. The heating system must have malfunctioned again, he'd have to get on to Scotty about that...Right after a nice shower.
The captain closed the door and locked it, just in case. He always had this insane
Hunt and catchHunt and catch3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hunt and Catch
His feet are carrying him all by themselves, faster, faster, through the streets, sideways, through backyards, even though it is a pain to run, each step getting harder to force on his right leg, each time his right foot meets solid ground being answered by a dozen needles and a brief moment of numbness.
His breath comes in a painful, short, almost non-existent gasps and for some reason his sight had blurred, he can't even see where he was running or who was there in his way...
For some reason his ears still work as fine as ever, even with the rush of running around his head.
He can still hear his voice in his back, slowly closing in. But then again he would have recognized that voice any place, anywhere, any time.
His leg ignoring John Watson just runs two steps faster.
This is not true.
This is a nightmare. He himself had seen the dead body, broken and smashed and bloody and still and without a pulse and lifeless.
There is no way on earth he could b
Hello, Is It Me You're Looking For?Hello, Is It Me You're Looking For?2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
HELLO, IS IT ME YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
Written by Diane N. Tran
Peter Jason Quill, better known as the Legendary Star-Lord, if mostly to himself, laced and looped his velvet bow-tie in the glassy reflection of the window with one hand, as he tapped a few key buttons to check the autopilot was functioning properly, careful not to wake the AI, with the other. His small but speedy little M-ship, Bad Boy — he didn't name it, but he might as well have called it that anyway — was to rendezvous with the homeship of the Guardians of the Galaxy, but it would be several hours until then.
Right now, it's all about him and his girlfriend.
The word sounded strange and foreign upon his tongue: Girrrrllllfffrieendd!
He's never had one. A serious one, specifically. Sure, he's had the meaningless one-night stands in every port and dive, hundreds of times, from here to Knowhere, for years and years; but nothing l
Twilight series Breaking DawnBreaking Dawn a.k.a. Epic Fail a rant on the Book 4 of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight 'Saga' Twilight series Breaking Dawn5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
A while ago I managed to find a copy of Stephenie Meyer's Breaking Dawn(BD) in the public library. Since there was no third book of the series, Eclipse in sight; I had to make do and borrow Breaking Dawn first even though I still haven't read the third book.
Frankly, I had only watched the Twilight movie last year, then recently I had read New Moon from beginning to the end, and now I'm reading Breaking Dawn, the order of it doesn't sound quite right since I jump the third book, still I had read a few reviews on Eclipse so I'm confident that I know what the plotline was about so I had no worry following the plot of BD. Plus, since I'm not going to waste my money to even order a copy of Eclipse or Twilight from the library (you got to pay a small fee for your order when using the library's service), I would have to wait to finish all of the four books
Again I struggle
The Case of the Outwitted Detective, Chapter IIThe Case of the Outwitted Detective, Chapter II2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE: THE CASE OF THE OUTWITTED DETECTIVE
Chapter II: "Irregular Opening"
Dramatised by Diane N. Tran
I approached the door with trepidation and, as I turned the handle, my mind raced over what lay beyond the threshold. I gingerly opened it and saw the unfortunate sight of a middle-aged valet whom shivered from head to toe. His fluffy side-whiskers were plastered against his ruddy cheeks, his trousers wetly clung to his knobby knees, and his ill-fitted overcoat, his collar pulled up high to shield himself from the elements, was splattered with stains, holding a small piece of paper in his gloved hand.
Basil's eager grin fled to an annoyed grimace at the sight of the ribston-pippin of a mouse, but ran his words courteously: "Excuse us, but we mistook you for someone else. How may we be of service to you?"
"Sorry to disturb you, si
Drink Part 5Standing in the band room, Dick practiced his music. Dick's snare lesson hadn't gone well, since he had been drinking over the weekends instead of practicing.Drink Part 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He could hear the drumming of the person in lessons at the moment. He did his best to block it out as he practiced the same music. He looked at the multiple 16th notes and rolls. Across the sides of the sheet music were his notes on the choreography that went with the music for the marching band show.
He sighed as he tried to play the music while moving his feat in time and doing the different choreography moves. He started losing time and his rolls were getting sloppy. He threw the sticks down in dismay at the end. It was sad how sloppy and horrible he did on that rep.
Dick sat in the seat by his drum. He sifted through his bag until he found his phone. He had one new message from Wally.
Party tonight at my place! You gotta come!
Dick smiled. His phone vibrated again.
I'm outside right now. Bruce.
Dick grabbed his stu
Young Justice Chapter 16Young Justice Chapter 164 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a month since the Biayla mission and the team was back to normal.......well almost back to normal. Raven and M'gann were still fighting over M'gann's attack on her mind and Raven wasn't happy with it. Earlier that day M'gann and Raven were sparring and M'gann attacked her mind again and kicked her in the shoulder drawing blood with her sharp shoe tip. Raven almost killed M'gann but Robin and Kid Flash were fast enough to calm down Rage and get a calmer but not to less calmer Raven. She stormed off to the infermery to have her arm bangaged by Red Tornado as the rest of the team was to do a sparring session as a team agenst Black Canary and they couldn't wait. The remainder of the team walked onto the training floor and stood in a circle surrounding Black Canary.
"Todays Training excersise is to take me down as a team work together this skill building excersise is to help increase not only you fighting skills but your ability to fight as a team." said Black Canary and a holog
Into the Rush Chp 1Into the Rush Chp 15 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"To be honest," Waxer spat bloodied saliva on the dusty ground," that was a horrible landing."
"Oh ok, smart ass, you land a escape pod while we fly into a atmosphere, I mean, you can't even DRIVE escape pods!" Boil retorted appearing from the dented pod, two blasters in hand.
Waxer grinned as he replaced his helmet," I bet I could do better buddy, but at the moment, we need to figure out where General Kenobi is."
Boil threw Waxer his blaster and went back into the pod. He reappeared, his helmet underarm.
"No, first we need to find where in the hell we are." he griped, rubbing his nose before putting on his helmet.
Waxer warily looked around at his surroundings. Steep rock walls surrounded them, the sky a open blue above. Waxer kicked the dusty earth.
"Why in the hell did the Separatists attack before be even got there? I mean, they weren't supposed to even know that we were coming. Damn I hope everyone else is ok." Boil trailed off, looking upwards.
Waxer silently agreed as he clicked
ST Chulu - Mini DialoguesChekov/Sulu - Mini DialoguesST Chulu - Mini Dialogues5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"End no whores vhile I em avay."
"...Did you just say whores?"
"Yes. Vhy do you ask?"
"Well, you're so innocent, Pav. How do you even know that word?"
"I em not as eennocent as eweryvon seems to zink. I could show you, eef you like."
"Pav, don't you have to go...?"
"Vhat, me? Noooo. I figure a few meenutes von't hurt anyvon."
"And you're going to show me how un-innocent you are...?"
"Well, shit. Who can turn down that offer?"
"Damn it, Pasha! Don't look at me with that face!"
"Vaht, zis face? I know not vaht you speak of. Zis is my face."
"Yea, but you're just so goddamn adorable that it's more like a weapon."
"Yea! It's hard to refuse someone when there's a gun shoved in your face, and right now it is very hard to refuse you when you look at me like that!"
"Vell zen, stop refusing."
"I em wi