Bruce Banner x Reader chapter #2Bruce's Dream POVBruce Banner x Reader chapter #22 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Bruce! Bruce!" I turned around to see (Y/N) before being knocked to the ground. "Hai." She said smiling. "Bruce I'm entering the talent show!" I proped my self on one elbow and put my other arm around her waist. "That's great! You knocked everything out of my bag too!" She looked around to see all the books and papers that had fallen out of my bag. She quickly got off me and started picking up papers and books. She was so cute. Her (H/C) hair swaying with the wind. Her (E/C) gleamed with excitement.
She gave me my books and I put them in my bag. "Sorry Bruce." She said. I threw the bag back on my shoulder. She rapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Sure it was the 8th grade, sure it was middle school. But I truly loved her. My arms snaked around her waist and I could feel her smiling within the kiss.
When we broke apart I asked her, "hey you wanna maybe hang out on Thursday?" She beamed. " like a date?" I held her hands in
Safety FirstBruce helped Dick keep his balance on his skateboard. The small nine year old had a board when he was still in the circus, but since he and his family were always practicing, performing, or on the road, Dick never had the time to learn how to ride it.Safety First4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Can I try riding by myself?" Dick asked eagerly.
"Hm, Okay, but first," Bruce grabbed a helmet, elbow pads, kneepads, and hand guards that were set on the workbench behind him. "You have to wear these."
Dick groaned. "Why do I have to wear that? I run on rooftops and do acrobatics 30 feet up in the air."
"Well, safety first. At least when you're not trained yet." Bruce smiled.
Dick reluctantly put the pads and helmet on and skated down the driveway. He made it to the end and back without falling, so Bruce let him ride around as long as he wanted. When he got back to Bruce, he was ecstatic.
"Did you see how fast I went down the driveway? And I turned and I jumped without falling off!"
Bruce smiled and went into the house as he heard the p
Drink Part 2Monday came around and Dick spent his lunch talking to his friends about the party.Drink Part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I didn't leave the bathroom at all this weekend." Kaelyn said with her head on the table and her eyes shut.
"Yeah, Jack threw up on me on our way home. It was really weird trying to find an excuse to tell my parents. " Rick announced.
"The not being able to stand the light and the puking my guts out part kinda sucked but I still think that was great." Dick said. Everyone nodded and agreed.
"Hey, my parents are gonna be doing some anniversary weekend thing in Hawaii. My brother is supposed to watch me this weekend, and he always gets totally drunk when my parents are gone. I can convince him to get us some drinks and we can party at my place this weekend.
"I'm up for another party."
"This is gonna be awesome!"
"Let's do this!" Dick was a little too excited to drink again, but the fun of another party clouded his judgment.
"Bye mom! Bye dad!" Rick's parents rolled out of the driveway. A
One shot... maybe. 8)One shot... maybe. 8)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ella. La típica chica nueva, comenzando una nueva vida en una nueva ciudad. O por lo menos algo así iba. Vivió parte de su infancia en Danville pero sus padres tuvieron que mudarse por asuntos de trabajo. Mismos asuntos que hicieron que regresaran.
Danielle a sus 16 años, 165cm de altura, complexión delgada, pelo castaño, ojos cafés y tez apiñonada. Tomo con su mano el pequeño dije que colgaba de su cuello. Volteando a todos los rincones de la calle buscando recuerdos. Su madre la llamaba para entrar a casa.
Cariño, acomodamos solo los muebles. Espero y ayudes en la semana a desempacar tus cosas. Por ahora solo saca lo necesario para mañana.- Decía su madre mientras desenvolvía algunos platos para la cena.
Supongo que apareceré mágicamente en la escuela, verdad?- Danielle cruzaba los brazos y alzaba las cejas siendo que nunca le dijeron la dirección donde tenía que ir.
Dani, crees qué no pensé en eso? Toma te hice un mapa y no te preocupes. Deje tu bici en perfecto est
Money and Kilts“I got one! I got a silver dollar!”Money and Kilts2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“The best catch of the day.”
“Can I keep it?”
The Scotsman laughed sarcastically and raised an eyebrow. “Nice try, Lad; we’re playin’ catch-and-release,” he reminded the boy.
Dudley wrinkled his bill and tossed his catch back over the side of the balcony. The silver coin caught the light as it fell downward, like a firefly, and then the vault chimed with the sound of it landing against its fellow coins and jewels. The thirteen-year-old watched as it fell and then looked up at his great uncle when the soft cling resounded around them. The multi-billionaire had his eyes closed and a smile spread over his lips once the ringing had died away. The old duck laughed childishly and adjusted his pince-nez glasses. “Ah just love that sound,” he said. “Absolutely beautiful.”
Dudley recast his fishing line over the balcony where he and his uncle sat, their feet hanging ove
LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted“Scripted; scripted; scripted; argh!”LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Daffy looked up from his 50-page script with little to no interest as the rabbit walking next to him flipped through the pages of his, frustration stamped over his face. It was a rare occurrence to see Bugs Bunny upset about something. He was the one in control of every situation Warner Brothers dished out at him. He was the one who let everything negative slide with a shrug of his shoulders and a chomp in a carrot. Daffy was the complainer.
But if there was anyone who knew Bugs better than anyone, even the studios’ director, it was Daffy Duck. After decades of working with each other, Daffy was the only one who knew every little thing that irritated the hare. And if there was one thing he knew that bothered Bugs more than anything, it was—
“Another scripted episode!” Bugs exclaimed, waving the pack of papers before him. “Dat’s the thoid one dis month!”
Daffy rolled his eyes before
PnF_Poison ArrowIsabella felt it, although she wished she could not. The arrow with the poisonous tip dug into her flesh, making her cry out in agony. The fire of the poison was quickly spreading itself through her veins, causing massive amounts of torture. How had she gotten to this point? In her mind, the answer was simple.PnF_Poison Arrow2 years ago in Drama More Like This
She had needed to protect Phineas, no matter the cost.
That was the only thing that she tried to think of, to try and block the rising pain. Phineas, a phoenix or not, still needed her to watch his back. He needed all of them, but Isabella happened to be the closest. She tried to block out everything to control the pain. She could not, however, block her beloved’s cries of absolute terror.
Phineas was stunned. If only he had seen that arrow, he could have gotten out of the way in time. Then Isabella would not be… She would be…. She…
“Isabella…” Phineas’ feat
As Far as We can Run - 1/2“Who’s turn was it to go trick-or-treating with Greg this year, Velma?”As Far as We can Run - 1/23 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I’ll do it! I’ll go trick-or-treating with him this year.”
He could still remember the look on his parents’ faces when the fifteen-year-old shouted out in the kitchen. Greg had been packing his backpack after finishing homework with his mother, and his father had just arrived from work, ready to help make dinner. October had begun, and the hype for Halloween was upon the city. Greg had even thought of making his own costume again that year.
The age-old question that his parents often asked each other had come to mind, with the holiday a little over two weeks away: would Stanley or Velma take their seven-year-old son out trick-or-treating this year? The previous years, if the parents were working, it had been upon his older half-brother to take him from house to house before going off with his friends. And of course, Wirt had complained profou
PnF_Talk on a WalkFifteen year old Phineas Flynn walked alongside his girlfriend quietly. The silence was comfortable, yet awkward. His thoughts spun wildly in a million different directions at once, tracing the tens of thousands of ways this entire thing could go wrong. However, this was a boy who let what he was thinking show on his face very easily, and his cast-off look of foreboding did not escape the girl beside him.PnF_Talk on a Walk2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" Isabella chimed, gently tugging her boyfriend back to earth. It still caused her to nearly bubble over with excitement, calling her crush of many years her boyfriend. They had already been going out a week and she still couldn't completely digest it. However, just because she was his girlfriend now, didn't mean she wasn't his friend of several years, who could still read him like an open book. She smiled, silently prodding him to answer her question.
"You," Phineas said in an attempt to sound romantic. It came off sounding like a question, but she still under
Tweeter (Steve Rodgers X Reader )Tweeter (Steve Rodgers X Reader )2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Steve Rodgers X Reader
"Honey, where's my shield?!"
You heard Steve shout from another room in the house you both lived in. You dropped the rubber spatula you held in the sauce pan, letting out a few choice words as the red sauce flung up all over your 'I Want You!' Captain America t-shirt you wore.
Quickly, you grabbed a napkin and dabbed at the stains.
Once you were sure that the red stains had been diminished, you turned the stove heater down, letting the sauce stay warm and giving a quick glance to the spaghetti noodles, before walking towards the source of Steve's voice.
You finally reached the room where Steve was at, about to scold him like a little boy for startling you like that. You hated when Steve startled you like that, like the time he asked you to ride his motorcycle. Reluctantly, you said a 'Yes', earning a large grin. Sadly, he had started the bike to early at that moment, when your legs were straddling the bike, but you held onto nothing. You shot off the back of that
Memory Chapter 8“You’re on,” he signaled to Diana once he came out.Memory Chapter 87 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Is it the Kryptonite beam?” she enquired.
“Yes,” Superman said, “hope you remember your part.”
“I do,” she said as she straightened herself and strode towards the infirmary.
Bruce was in a daze. He shivered at the thought of being blind. He tried to remember the day’s events with greater precision. He had left Alfred at the airport and was on his way back. And then…someone had called him. Who was that someone? He could remember the word Emergency, but could not place the voice, or the rest of the conversation. He remembered the truck vividly, it was a LexCorp truck. He was headed for a collision with it. And…
He remembered his hand on the steering, he remembered that he was trying to avert it. He could only see the truck and not his hands on the steering, but he could feel his muscle fibers pull against each other, suggesting a sharp turn taken. May b
Sheriarty/Jimlock Oneshot (Part One) The door of 221B Baker Street closed with a loud slam, seeming to shake the entire building. Sherlock Holmes leaned his back against the door and let out a heavy sigh. It had been a long day - an exciting day of chasing criminals, beating people up, solving cases, and just getting into trouble. Sherlock loved days like this. Taking out the bad guys with John by his side, just the two of them against the world. It was far better than sitting around the flat all day being bored. Unfortunately, John didn't come home with him tonight. He had left immediately after their last case to go over to his girlfriend's house. Sherlock cringed slightly and pulled a face at the childish term. He leaned back in his chair in an attempt to relax. He only lasted three minutes before he got bored and decided to get up and make himself a cuppa. It wasn't often that Sherlock made his own tea, John usually did that for him, but John wasn't there and Sherlock knew that it would beSheriarty/Jimlock Oneshot (Part One)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
BeastThe Ops room was nearly empty when Robin entered in his search, and he found who he was looking for. Beastboy sat on the sofa, his eyes glued to the muted game he was playing, silent determination plastered on his face. “Hey Beastboy, do you have a minute?” Robin waited as Beastboy paused his game. “Sup dude?” Beastboy said, casually leaping over the sofa to face him. “Well I was updating the files on the team when I realized something: the only time that the Beast has taken over has been when Raven has been in danger. Do you have any idea why? Sorry for the topic, but I’m just trying to get as much information for the files as possible.” Beastboy paled and struggled for an answer for a few seconds as Robin patiently waited. “Dude that so weird. I never thought about that before. Yea, I guess you’re right. I guess that no one else has been in as much danger. You know the first time was because of Atonis being another Beast and the wBeast2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I am sorry [Sheriarty fanfiction One-shot!]I am sorry [Sheriarty fanfiction One-shot!]1 year ago in Drama More Like This
AN: This is my first non reader fanfic so hope you guys like it!
And it was done, Jim Moriarty 'killed' himself in front of the great detective Sherlock Holmes, but it was all just acting, yes, acting. He has waited this for long time and finally he could win their little game. His 'blood' steamed out from his head, coloring up the rooftop as his empty eyes watched how Sherlock stepped on the edge, taking his phone and called to his best friend John. They had a conversation about how Sherlock was fake, how he created 'Jim Moriarty' and how it all was just a magic trick. He told his last words to John, before he threw the phone away, raised his hands and jumped off. First, Jim was quite surprised the detective actually jumped, but he couldn't help but smirk for that, he finally won... he finally won the game.
But... something wasn't right, he felt weird. It felt like his chest was breaking into pieces and his head was hurting like hell, it was almost on fire! Of course, it w
The Italy Bros and Spain play with CleverbotFeliciano: Ve~ Ciao! .The Italy Bros and Spain play with Cleverbot3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cleverbot: Oh dear God .
Feliciano: O_o;; what?
Cleverbot: The pony fanfiction.
Feliciano: Umm... Are you, y'know... France secretly?
Cleverbot: The secret of life.
Feliciano: Your hyper aren't you?
Cleverbot: I'm an AI not a ghost.
Feliciano: WHAT THE FUDGE~!?!?!
Cleverbot: What the heck, have a bong on me.
Cleverbot: Are you also male?
Feliciano: Ummm... My name is Felicano Vargas.
Cleverbot: Then what is your name?
Feliciano: I'm Feliciano Vargas
Cleverbot: Feliciano Vargas?
Cleverbot: Ti piaccio.
Feliciano: Umm... I guess I like you as a friend... O_O;;
Cleverbot: You didn't like me before?
Feliciano: Umm... That was Prussia!
Cleverbot: You are a liar.
Feliciano: I'm not lying! ;A; Prussia was playing on here, and he told me I should try it!! DX.
Cleverbot: What if you hadn't told your friend that I was a robot? Would I still be a robot then?
Feliciano: Umm... I don't know o_o.
Cracked The Heart of the BatMy heart has been broken many times.Cracked The Heart of the Bat1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This is why I prefer to be alone when fighting crime.
First, that awful night in Crime Alley when they died.
I never got over it. Every time I think of it, I cry.
It gave birth to the man that I am.
I am vengeance. I am the night. I am Batman.
Then, came along the thieving feline.
She stole this battered heart of mine.
It turned out to be nothing but a bad romance,
I knew we didn't stand a chance.
I knew I had to move on, but it still hurt me.
So I built up walls, shutting them out in order to protect me.
Then I met another beloved, who was an assassin.
Her hair dark as the night and her lips red as sin.
She was a great fighter, and we could've been a team.
But she took lives, which is a big deal-breaker for me.
Once again, I built up walls, shutting any woman out.
Of course, someone was bound to get in again, no doubt.
She started off dating Dick, but then wanted me.
We both felt it, there was deep chemistry.
It was like a dream, despite the differ
Man In A World Of FeministMan In A World Of FeministMan In A World Of Feminist1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I am a man in a world of feminist.
I walk alone, confused and scorn by women around me.
“We want equality!” I hear them scream countless times again, and countless times I’ve tried to answer them, but they accuse me of trying to take their rights away.
“We want to be equal to men!” The chant over and over and I say very loudly, “We are all human, we are all equal!”, but they scowl at me as my voice is drowned in the cesspool of angry women.
I hold open doors, they condemn me for doing so. “We can hold them open ourselves!” They say as they walk away, in multitudes staring at me with eyes, piercing through my soul.
I lift things that are heavy, things I know they will have trouble holding. They spit at me. “We are equal to men, we can do it ourselves.” They leave me, muttering terrible things about my view on women.
The space around me is so vast yet I am so restricted. I fear that if I speak ou
Leave Out All The Rest pt.1Leave Out All The RestLeave Out All The Rest pt.11 year ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 1: Intro
"Raaaaaaveeeen~~~" Beastboy called as he sprang into the main room and hung his arms over the couch, "What?" she asked with a sigh, "..What are you doing?" "Reading," "...Where are everyone else?" "Cyborg is in the garage and Robin and Starfire are in the gym," "Huh... so I guess they won't be back for a wile?" he asked, "...I guess..." "And so that means we have this room to ourselves for a little bit?" "...I guess...." "Great! You know why?" "I'm afraid to ask," "DANCING!" he shouted as he shoved a video game in her face, she lowered her book and looked at it before sighing and moving so that she was away from him, "No," she replied, "What?! Why not?!" "I don't dance Beastboy," "Only because you're shy and don't like doing it in front of people, but no one is around now so we can play!" he said excitedly as he waved the dance game in front of her, she grunted and went back to reading, "Come on Raven please!? You've only played it with me once!"
Joking AroundJoking AroundJoking Around3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Raven sat down in the common room, sipping her tea. It was very early, so no one else was up. She had a lot on her mind these days - most of it about a certain chromatichally challenged changeling, if she was being honest with herself, though she usually wasn't - so she had trouble sleeping. Getting up having finished, she went to the kitchen.
After cleaning hr mug, she noticed something in the trash. Since emptying the trash is the last chore of the night, this meant someone was up earlier. Curious, she took a glance in, and saw a crumpled piece of paper. She'd have ignored it, but the one part that was visible had her name on it. Reaching in, she took it out and tried to unfold it. Taking it back to the table, she smoothed it out, and saw it was a letter to her. Sitting down, she read.
We've known each other for a long time. You've always known me as a r
BMWW - Broken HeartsBMWW - Broken Hearts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I Love You
I know it's wrong
But I cannot help it
The more I think of it
The more I realize that I'm wrong
The more I love you
And that makes me weak
When I fight you
Not your might
But my love for you
I have lost my reason
I have lost my pride
I have lost myself to you
Because I love you
Tears in my eyes
As I weep silently
At the grave of my broken heart
Yes, I have brought it unto myself
But I cannot stop saying
I love you
Petting isn't just reserved for PetsHe hates being touched.Petting isn't just reserved for Pets7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Absolutely frackin' hates it.
The bastards on Half World were always touching him... before.
But since "earning his freedom" (more like blowing the frackin' place up and escaping), he doesn't allow anyone to touch him except Groot.
The prison guards don't count.
They've made a habit of giving him a mild sedative when he gets locked up.
Probably because he almost tore that one guard's face off a while back.
Bastard had it coming for poking around his hardware.
But Groot... Groot had been a simple thing.
Simple but very big and very, very strong.
But even when he would turn on Groot, cursing and biting and scratching, the tree-man never showed an ounce of aggression towards him.
If anything, Rocket would find himself lifted into the air by the scruff of his neck and have his nose gently tapped with a twig, tendril or thin branch.
The message was always clear when Groot did this: "You are angry, I know. But you must stop."
Groot pitied him because he had known he w
Tiny Things Make The World Less ScaryHe doesn't understand why Peter carries it around... absolutely everywhere.Tiny Things Make The World Less Scary7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
It doesn't matter if it's a bar, a meeting with the Nova Corps on Xandar, chasing a mark, a fight or just the bathroom in the Milano...
Where Quill goes, it goes.
Dumbass had even risked going back into the Kyln and not getting back out for it.
Drax had been right in assuming it played music and while Rocket had seen things like it before... he had not idea why this one was so frackin' special.
Peter hadn't realized that Rocket had let himself into his room, so he is definitely not aware that his furry teammate is sitting at the foot of his bed with the "Walkman" (or so Rocket assumes it's called) in his paws.
No... the half Terran is too busy dancing around the room.
Rocket turns the little device over in his paws, being careful not to leave scratches, as he looks it over.
On the outside it appears simple: rectangular, probably some form of Terran metal, with little buttons and a small jack that he knows is me
She Will Be Loved (Steve x Reader) SongficBeauty Queen of only eighteenShe Will Be Loved (Steve x Reader) Songfic9 months ago in Romance More Like This
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
You sniffled, raising your sleeve to your eyes to dry them, practically choking on your sobs. You sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning back against your bed, surrounded by a circle of used tissues.
Tony had been flirting with Nat again- and right in front of you this time, too. She had become your closest girl friend ever since Tony had introduced you to the other avengers, and you couldn't help but grow to think of her as a sister. When she had originally told you that Tony had shamelessly been flirting with other women when you weren't around, you had brushed it off and told her it was just his personality, or he was joking, or he had to keep up appearances, and whatever excuse you pulled out of nowhere to comfort yourself.
And even when you felt your heart break a little as he pretty much ignored you and flirted with the female assassin, you co