H!Fnaf x reader (Part 4)~11 years later~H!Fnaf x reader (Part 4)10 months ago in Horror More Like This
"(Y/N)!!! BEN IS BEING MEAN AGAIN!!!"
You sighed. Today was your sixteenth birthday, and what would be better than having your twin (who you haven't met until you tenth birthday…) Nico and your little sister Bianca (You Percy Jackson fans better get what I did there...) fight about nothing on your special day? You walked to them and you said,"Bianca, what did Nico do?"
"He said that Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria was stupid," she replied.
"Well it is,"he retorted.
"Nico." You glared at your pale twin. He puffed his cheeks angrily and mumbled,"Fine."
"Say you're sorry."
"No way! That's just my opinion (Y/n)!"
"You're really stubborn, you know that? Well, Bianca, how about I make you a deal? If Nico promises to not say Freddy Fazbear is stupid-"
"OH COME ON!"
"- then I'll take you there today. And you-" you pointed at Nico."-If you stop, or at least
Batman (Dick Grayson)Batman (Dick Grayson)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Richard "Dick" Grayson
Height: 186cm (6'2)
Weight: 90kg (198ibs)
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Condition: Peak Human
Likes: Justice League, Gotham, His friends and Family, being batman, Getting advice from Bruce
Dislikes: Joker Jr, Villains, Red Hood, The thought of Bruce Dying
Residence: Gotham City, USA
Family: Daniel Smith (Adopted Son) Tim Drake (Adopted Little Brother) Bruce Wayne (Adopted Father)
Created By: Bill Finger, Bob Kane
Dick Grayson was born to the flying graysons, a group of acrobats that were in the circus. When they were preforming one night, they were killed by a villain when there equipment fell apart during
I'm sorry MasterI'm sorry Master4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I lay here..On the cold floor
fading away into the light..
It's so warm..
It's so peaceful..
I'm sorry i have failed you..
I'm just a broken weapon..
That you can not fix..
I'm sorry for being so useless..Master
I only wish..i could stay longer and be..useful to you..
I took my life for you..
To save you..
for i am just a broken weapon..
It's all said and done, it's real, and it's been fun.
a man comes next to me..
He closes my eyes..
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
i give a small smile..
and fade away..
Into a eternal happiness..
I'm sorry Master..
For it's my time to depart from you..
So..do not be sad..Not mad..
For Goodbye is not forever..
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 Others3 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
Jokers PrincessChapter oneJokers Princess2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Harley looked nervously down at the little white stick in her hand, then at her watch. 30 seconds.
30 seconds standing in between a joyous life of crime with her beloved mistah J or resigning herself to deskwork for nearly a year.
25 seconds. Harley paced in anticipation. She could just be coming down with a bug...
What would he say? Would he be sad? mad? happy? disappointed?
What would he do to her? He never meant to hurt her, but sometimes his anger got the best of him.
Harley stared at the little white stick in her hand. It could change her life forever.
Harley nervously looked down at th stick. On it was a little red plus sign. It was positive, Harleen quinzell was pregnant.
The joker sat scribbling at some blueprints on his desk. He was intensely concentrated. Harley slowly walked into his office, he didn't look up.
"Mistah J?" She squeaked
"I'm busy Harles."
"Harley, I'm buisy."
SNKvsDCU: AquamanSNKvsDCU: Aquaman2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Aquaman (real name: Arthur Curry/Orin Atlan-son)
Occupation: King of Atlantis
Abilities: Super strength, ability to breathe underwater, swimming and talking to aquatic animals
Official Team: Justice Dudes
Debut: More Fun Comics #73
Voice Actor: Phil Lamarr
Arthur Curry is the offspring of a human father and an Atlantean mother. He grew up to the rightful heir to the throne of an exotic utopia known as Atlantis and as its king, he has sworn to protect this both Atlantis and the surface world against any threats from the deep oceans.
*Trident Throw: Aquaman throws his trident at his opponent.
*Strike From The Deep: He summons a trident from the deep that attacks his opponent from where he/she is standing.
*Scoop Up: He stabs his opponent with his trident and hurls him/her to the opposite side.
*Aqua Shield: He shields himself in a watery barrier.
Injustice DLC: Black MantaBlack MantaInjustice DLC: Black Manta2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Voiced By: Khary Payton
Classification: Gadget character (with explosives)
Biography: Arch-enemy of Aquaman, Black Manta is a surface-dweller intent on causing the fall of Atlantis. With his high-tech armor, he is able to breathe underwater, withstand great pressures, and fire laser beams and torpedos.
Intro: Black Mask is seen stepping out of the ocean onto a shore at nighttime, his eyes glowing, carrying a harpoon; he is then shown walking into the arena, saying "You won't survive this!"
Post-Round Taunt: Holds his harpoon forward, pointing at the downed opponent, saying "We're not done here!" or "Lay down and die!"
Outro: Black Manta turns and walks away, and the screen changes to show Black Manta's manta ray-shaped submarine underwater, and then changes again to show Black Manta sitting in the captain's seat, watching as his
DethronedI have created Eden, through the strokes of my pen,Dethroned1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But it was made of promises, and angels
That were too fragile to hold the weight of our sins.
You were my goddess, on a throne made of dreams.
Which you were probably
They didn't glimmer and shine
like the diamonds decorating your rings.
They were the hopes of a man
So madly in love, but you poured poison into his heart
And so he rotted, each time you gifted him with a kiss.
I'll Drink to ThatWrite me a cocktail,I'll Drink to That2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Make it nice and strong,
Make it out of the memories
Hidden in the back of your mind.
Remember your dad walking out when you were nine,
And your mom crying on the kitchen floor.
Remember watching a butterfly
And wondering what you’ll never know about it.
Remember becoming a woman
And learning that you were only good for sex now.
Remember the taste of her lip balm mixed with the rain,
And the feel of drenched hair under your fingers.
Remember black eyes and broken bones
And the “I Love You”s that put them there.
Remember hearing “the cancer is gone”
And crying tears of joy on your mother’s gown.
And how hard it can be.
Mix it with sunshine,
Just enough to remember why you’re still here
And why this poet raises her glass
To hearts like yours baptized in ink.
Thy Fallen AdamO father, thou hast forsaken me.Thy Fallen Adam1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thou hast breathed essence
Into these corpse lungs, and yet
Thou had cast me out
Into this cold black with no regret.
Why dost thou shudder so father?
Thine eyes were the first I
Bore witness to in mine blossom.
'Ere did that grace of life ebb within;
Yet thou did but blench and look
No more upon thy creation no farther.
Dost thou have stomach to embrace?
O father, I ought to have been an angel,
But alas thou hast sewn a villain's face
To hide mine internal beauty.
O father, why thou elude me of love?
Thou elude my diabolic presence
With thy Prometheus hands, and still
Thy plague am I to thou
In pestilence dire I maketh thou ill.
Where dost thou go to weep father?
Look! Even stars insult my frame
Ne'er did the celestial offer me comfort,
Yet thou would dare mock too.
Only shallow rain cries tears ever blue.
Dost thou have conscience to behold?
O father, did thou not dream me as mortal,
But I am a patchwork of nightmares old
As a mirror of thy own cruelt
The crappiest fanfiction written in math everOnce upon a time, there was a turtle named Phil. He had an awesome dino friend named Dan. They were super heros that went around the world fighting crime. They fought an evil monkey named Toby. After a long battle, they went back to their fortress to find a purple duck named Pewds. Pewds was having sloppy makeouts with a pink bunny named Cry. After an awkward moment of discovering the two, Dan and Phil decided to visit the twin puppies named Jack and Fin. Jack and Fin were hanging out with Octopimp the octopus. They were voice acting for a movie. The main characters were Onision the bat and Olga the bunny. Meanwhile, Markiplier the mocking bird was playing a video game.The crappiest fanfiction written in math ever2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
THE END, MOTHERFUCKERS
StillStillStill2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sequel to Broken.
I stared down at my best friend as he lay silently in the cold, metal hospital bed. There were various monitors and IV drips hooked up to him and an oxygen mask covered his pale face. The room was completely still and silent but for the slow, regular beeping coming from his heart monitor. A brisk wind blew through the pen window showing the first signs of the cold winter approaching, still he did not stir.
He hadn't woken since the collision when a drunken truck driver had hit the small car we'd been using to return home from a mathletes competition. Me, the other passenger and the driver had gotten away from it with only minor injuries, I only had a few cuts and bruises and a broken arm, Dick had not been so lucky. The car had swerved to try and avoid the oncoming truck but this had only resulted in the drunk hitting the back of the car, on the side where Dick had been sitting. I had been in the middle seat beside him and everybody said that I'd been lucky not
First Kiss(es) For a nine-year-old, Dick Grayson was looking pretty smooth. He had his dark hair gelled back, his tailor-made tux (that just screamed ward of Bruce Wayne) contrasted perfectly with his fair skin and icy blue eyes. Even at that age, Dick had style…and a way with the ladies.First Kiss(es)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Come on Gordon! I know you want to!” Dick teasingly insisted to his fiery companion.
“No in a million years Grayson.” Barbara snapped back. Her fiery red hair was curled to perfection for this special occasion and her sparkling green dress matched her eyes to a tee. Her white tights were already ripped from climbing under that dessert tables with Dick to try and sneak some goodies (only to be caught by Alfred, that sour-sport). Even at nine, Babs was stunning. And Dick knew it.
“But it’s New Years Eve!” Dick protested, not willing to lose this fight. “Everybody needs to have someone to kiss when it strikes midnight!”
-do not-1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who i should be
what to believe
who i am
i am not you
and you are not me.
Dollhouse ((Sam x Reader)) 1/2 It almost sounds like there’s some kind of music box inside your house. Everyone inside moves in a rhythm to the special music box that controls everyone’s movements with the ticking that almost sounds like a clock because it’s so mechanic. Everyone hears it, you’re sure, but you’re the only one who listens. Not hearing, but truly listening.Dollhouse ((Sam x Reader)) 1/21 year ago in Romance More Like This
On the outside it’s perfect. You’ve got the white picket fenced yard to prove it, and pink drapes that cover the windows. No one seems to notice that they’re never open. Nor are they shut gracefully. No, when one looks close, it’s blatant that they’ve been yanked shut hastily, and never moved.
You remember the moment they were yanked closed. It was the night no lights were on except the one in your parent’s bedroom. There were noises coming out but no one was supposed to be home. So you opened
The Rookie Chapter 3The Rookie Chapter 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mechita sat in a chair across from Katshiro with the front desk separating them, it had to double as his desk since the small garage didn't have a dedicated office. He had performed a quick interview with her, asking only the basics someone would need to know in order to hire.
"Well Mercedes " said Katshiro as he placed a file in the small file cabinet behind him.
"Mechita, call me Mechita" she interrupted.
"Oh of course, my apologies. Well the only thing I need to know is your address." He said, pulling out one more file. Mechita looked at her feet and blushed, then around the room, she couldn't look him in the eyes.
"I uhm, I don't have an address, I don't have a house or any place to live." She said sadly. Katshiro's eyes widened a bit.
"What? You don't have a place to live?" he asked, very surprised by her revelation. She nodded her head and looked at her feet again, clearly embarrassed by her current homelessness.
"Yeah I've been looking for work, I can't afford to live
Smitten.They saySmitten.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when we look at the one
who has earned our affections,
our pupils dilate.
And to me
that's some kind of beautiful:
our eyes must adjust to the light we see
in the one we call home.
(No hellfire could hope
to burn as bright
as your soul.)
and i am a poemi think that her scarsand i am a poem2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
are more like words than they are
old flesh- she is prose.
New Smash Bros Interviews: WaluigiSamus felt like gagging when she caught the scent of garlic that permeated through the air.New Smash Bros Interviews: Waluigi3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Link turned to her. “What is it?”
“You can’t smell that?! Wario is coming this way!”
The swordsman raised an eyebrow in question, but Samus was right when the smelly, evil Mario slammed the door open and entered the room. Following after Wario was a tall, lanky, man who looked like an evil version of Luigi.
“Wahahahaha! Wario is-a here!”
“Waluigi is-a here too! Wahahahaha!”
The two blond/es sweatdropped, wondering why these two always had to act like this.
“Oh for the love of…Why are you two here? Don’t you have better things to do than bother us?” demanded Samus as she glared at the two “plumbers”.
“Waluigi here wants-a to become a Smash Fighter. That’s-a why we are-a here,” explained Wario as he picked his nose with his pinky.
Bucky-x-Reader: The Best of TimesBucky-x-Reader: The Best of Times1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Bucky-x-Reader: The Best of Times
You sighed dejectedly as you pinned the last loose strand of your hair up into your bun. Pure apprehension coursed through your veins as you gazed into the mirror one last time. You stared at your reflection far longer than you actually wanted, but seeing as you were trying to look your best, it couldn’t be helped. Though if truth were to be told, you still looked like hell. Dark circles surrounded your (e/c) eyes making you look like a raccoon, your hands were calloused from hard work, and your complexion was rather pale.
You cursed silently at how bedraggled and bushed you looked. Time had changed you; there was no question about that. The war had transformed you along with everything else in the world, and you feared that you’d never be the same.
You had once been a happy woman who worked at the corner diner with a permanent smile on her pretty face, and a itching in her feet every evening w