The Winter Soldier - Chapter 4 (Bucky x Reader)The Winter Soldier - Chapter 4 (Bucky x Reader)5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Winter Soldier - Capter 4 (Final Chapter): Missing Assassin
You had fallen asleep on the couch a few times – or past out, you didn’t know what it was anymore. You had followed the news, which had, as you expected, broadcasted the whole fight between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. from a helicopter. You swore you saw Bucky several times, but when he was on a mission he didn’t seem the man you knew from your times alone. The media made him seem cold and cruel, even though you knew that was not who he really was or wanted to be.
When the wound on your stomach started to bleed again, you took out the first aid kit you had stored somewhere in your kitchen. The improvised stitches had let go. With some paper towels and alcohol you cleaned your stomach before attempting to stitch the wound again.
You bit down on your teeth hard as the needle went in the sensitive skin. You cursed softly thinking about the morphine you had left behind in the Hydra lab. You wouldn’t
Steve-x-Reader: Raining MenSteve-x-Reader: Raining Men6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Steve-x-Reader: Raining Men
Steve Rogers, the one and only Captain America, had never believed himself to be a particularly soulful man- in fact he’d never even considered such a thought. But despite this, his live-in roommate and ward- (F/n) (L/n) had decided that he housed hidden qualities that made him the perfect ‘Soul-Brutha’ material.
Now what this actually meant, Steve couldn't say. But the man did know was that he would enjoy being a potential Soul Brutha, if it meant that (F/n) was happy. And from all the obvious signs, the young woman was.
Where she had once been mistrusting and skittish, she now seemed at ease, laughing and joking with him on near constant basis. It was a nice change from the abused, disheartened eighteen year-old that Steve had found on the streets nearly twelve months ago.
Now, after the near
The Worthy One (Thor x Reader) One-shotThe Worthy One (Thor x Reader) One-shot3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘Avengers assemble!’ Nick Fury’s voice echoed through Stark Tower. ‘I repeat Avengers assemble!’
You were wobbling nervously on your feet. You had obviously heard of the Avengers after everything that happened in New York the last couple of years, but even though you were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you had never actually met them.
You had only been an agent in training during the attack of New York and when S.H.I.E.L.D. got attacked by Hydra you were knocked unconscious by one of the members of the S.T.R.I.K.E. team. You were one of the few agents Fury still fully trusted.
When he had come to you only several days ago to ask you to join the Avengers, you had laughed in his face.
‘I don’t have any special powers!’ you had cried out.
Fury had frowned at you, probably remembering your ‘vibes’, as you called your instinctive shivers you would get every time something bad was going to happen.
‘You may think you are not special, ag
Bucky x Reader |Optional|Bucky x Reader |Optional|5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
She was different.
Not different like a mutant or an elemental, or even Dr. Strange different, but just...different.
Bucky caught onto this the second Fury brought her in, introducing her as the newest member of the Avengers Initiative.Those (e/c) eyes seemed to see a lot more than most other people’s did. More than Romanoff’s, Barton’s, or even his own.
It was a little off-putting.
“Alright, ladies and gentleman. Say hello to your new teammate; (Name) (Last Name). Also known as ‘The Witch’, according to the citizens of the little ho-dunk town that reported her as having ‘strange powers’.” Fury explained. And before Tony was able to make any sort of comment, Pietro had already zipped up from his seat and stood in front of her, uncomfortably close with a massive smirk on his face.
“‘The Witch’, huh? Well, hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but we already got a witch on our team. Sooo, I’m afraid I’m go
Injustice Guest Fighter: FulgoreName: FulgoreInjustice Guest Fighter: Fulgore2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Debut: Killer Instinct (1994)
Voice: Andrew Kishino
Before the rise of the Regime, there was a mysterious corporation called Ultratech, which was on the verge of taking over all of the world governments. They are also responsible for annual Killer Instinct tournaments. They manufacture robot units called Fulgore. The purpose behind the Fulgore units were to battle worthy opponent they encounter. Now, ever since the Regime destroyed any chances of Ultratech coming to rise, they built a special Fulgore unit and sent it out to kill Superman and his associates.
*Intro: Lightning strikes on Fulgore and he awakens. He then says, "I will bring you to your doom!"
*Outro: Fulgore impales his opponent on one of his energy claws. He lift up his claw with
EnoughEnough tearsEnough2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've had too much
I've had enough
Too many sleepless nights
Too many miserable days
Too much of black and white
Too much of grieve and pain
Enough is enough
And that is where it ends
I wanna be myself
I wanna live again
I want to smile
And laugh like crazy
I want to cry
From being happy
I wanna colors back into my life
I've had enough of black and white
I just want to live and breathe and feel
I want to be alive again, I just want to be me
To Catch MeIt was another one of those nights where Dick had sought out for his boyfriend's warmth so as to sleep peacefully. He was currently curled up against Wally's bare back, rising and falling with each breath, both submersed in a deep sleep. Dick was in a dream. He dreamt that he was back at the circus, performing one of his favorite routines alongside his loving parents. He was laughing and grinning widely, enjoying the feel of flying through the air with so much ease. Outside his dreams, Dick was slowly rolling away from Wally across the bed, heading straight for the edge of the bed.To Catch Me4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In his dream the frequency between flips and airborne sumersaults increased, the tempo of their act increasing at an alarming rate. He felt slightly uneasy but he comforted himself with the fact that he knew his parents would always be there to catch him if he fell, to protect him when he was in danger. Back in reality, Dick rolled again, jerkily, his face scrunching up in wariness. Wally remained sound asle
Shades of Red: MarshallxFionnaxGumball Pt.1"Admit it Fionna…" Marshall gasped, clutching his heart. "You're in love with me…"Shades of Red: MarshallxFionnaxGumball Pt.11 year ago in Romance More Like This
Fionna blushed a deep red as tears blurred her vision. "Marshall! Don't do this to me… Not now…" She looked down at the vampire feeling confused and scared.
Suddenly Marshall sat up and exclaimed, "Faking it! Faking it! My shirt is like full of cream puffs right now." He pulled out the stake, watching Fionna's face. "Glob, Fionna, you're like the realest person I know."
Her eyebrows knit together and she balled up her fist, hitting Marshall across the face.
"Ahhh my cheek meat!" He cried.
She jumped off the stone alter and rushed down the path. Her hands were fists by her sides. Cake was quick to follow.
"Aww Fionna don't let that jerk get to ya," Cake told her.
Fionna furiously wiped away her tears. Her cheeks were flushed red with anger and embarrassment. He had gone too far this time. She couldn't believe she had fallen for it.
"Fionna wait!" Marshall called after her. "Heyy
Religion.How am I supposed to understand religion, I'm still a child and know if you know and think something is true you have to believe.Religion.3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I was taught to believe Jesus Christ as the Son of God, Also to me Christianity seems to be the only religion that has a real documentary, The Holy Bible.
To believe in something you have to believe it yourself.
But how am I supposed to believe, when there is war, other faiths, people who do sin and tempt you to sin too, and also so many influences in the world that make you forget all source of religion.
I want to believe in a religion, my cousin was raised catholic and she was looking for something more in life. She now believes in Christianity and Wicca, (people say wiccan's are witches because they believe in a more natural and nature faith). Finding out about her views in religion hurt me, seeing people say she will go to hell hurts as she is someone close to me.
Why can't all religions get along, why is there so much hate and sin in the worl
Samantha's RunI wasn't afraid when I fell through the world, not at first. I think I was too surprised to be afraid, as if what I was seeing was too impossible to comprehend. It was dark, yet there was light, suffusing the air like dust motes and I could discern any one source, and it gave the entire space a cloudy impression, as if there were bulges and ridges scattered about, impressions of terrain in pockets here and there, trailing off and dissolving once more into the darkness. I floated, weightless, and it wasn't until I focused on this – that I was flying in this empty space – that I fell.Samantha's Run6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was when fear seized me, so tight in my chest I couldn't breath, couldn't scream. I just tumbled, stretching out my fingers and toes for any sort of purchase, falling through the endless dark until I thought my heart would burst in my chest from terror. Then I hit something solid, or rather, it caught me. It was like landing on sand, only it gave and gave
BrokenPart 1- Before MoABroken1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Nico stared off into the distance, gazing over the green hills of Half-Blood from his cabin porch. He recalled the time he’d tried to block out of his memory, the time when he had just arrived and met Percy. He was just a kid then, and his Mythomagic game was his life. Then he came to Camp Half-Blood. It was all a blur: he’d seen his teacher turn into a manticore, whisked off on a flying bus/sports car/chariot by a conceited Apollo and dropped off at a camp where there were kids like him, kids of Greek lineage. And not just any Greek, they were the kids of Greek gods. He was incredibly impressed by Percy- he rescued Nico from his school and brought him here. He also had an awesome pen-sword, Riptide. Annabeth had gone and jumped off of her cliff and Luke had captured her after; it all seemed very unreal and cartoon-action life. Almost like a dream. Nico leaned against the Hades cabin porch rail
Breaking the Ice - SlashBreaking the IceBreaking the Ice - Slash3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Percy/Nico One-Shot
Percy Jackson was determined to break the ice between Nico di Angelo and himself. It wasn't that there was much between the two sons of the Big Three to break, but it was perhaps the hardest obstacle between them that the son of Poseidon needed to get through. Percy had been trying, for a long time, to melt the ice around Nico's heart, to get the younger demigod to finally warm back up to him.
Though Nico was no longer angry with Percy for Bianca's death and had even become a friend to him, the son of Hades was still quite distant with him. Annabeth and Grover had told him that the younger demigod was like that with everyone and, to an extent, that was true; Nico kept to himself for the most part, choosing only a select few to socialize with - if one could consider Nico's presence, quiet nods and blunt input as socializing.
Percy knew that, despite his friends' reassurance, Nico shielded himself from him in particular. He'd seen how Nico ac
Renfield's ClockThe package had no label or return address. It was just left on my front porch, wrapped in layers and layers of packing tape and cardboard, square and slim, about a foot and half in length. It was heavy as I picked it up and rather than open it there on the front porch, I brought it inside, and sealed my doom.Renfield's Clock10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inside, I found a clock. It was clearly old, the rim ornately decorated with motifs of vines, and while I was no expert the material was suspiciously reminiscent of gold. It had to be valuable. I was bewildered as to why I'd find such a thing left on my front porch. I turned it over, inspecting each side of it, and that was when the note that had been tacked to the back slipped off.
'To the person who receives this,' the note read, 'I don't know you and I'm really sorry, but I had to get rid of this. It's killed both my husband and children and now it wants me. I'm sorry.'
For a long moment, I just sat there, the note in my hands, s
10 ways to annoy Leo ValdezWassup peeps? Here are 10 ways to annoy Leo Valdez.10 ways to annoy Leo Valdez2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Carry a fire extinguisher or a bottle of water with you as you use these)
1. Tell him to dress up as the ghost of christmas past for halloween.
2. Stare at him creepily and when he asks you to stop, sing 'This Girl Is On Fire' or "Set Fire to the Rain'
3. Tell him that Katniss was 'on fire' first
4. Tell him there is a waiting list to rent him for a camfire.
5. Roast Marshmellows on him...
6. Don't give him one (marshmellow)
7. Tell him that there are a lot of Leo x Frank fanfictions.
8. Ask him to put a band-aid on your finger, if he does, yell, "IT BURNS!" Very loudly.
9. If he doesn't then say, "But it BURNS!"
10. Write REPAIR BOY in permenant sharpie on all of his shirts, and tell everyone, not to give him anymore (CHB shirts)
Remember the exstinguisher, peace out DA readers!
FFM July 2 - The Gas maskLet me tell you a story about waking up under water. No, not literally waking up under water, but that very same feeling. It's also a story about oxygen. Have any of you ever thought about oxygen, how important it is? Oh, sure, you've held your breath for sixty seconds, felt that surge of pleasant panic. Pleasant because all it takes is to open your mouth and let that sweet, sweet oxygen come back in. Except have you ever thought about what would happen if at that very instant, when you've held your breath for as long as you could someone would come along and dunk you head-first into water? You would suddenly realize you have no power in your limbs to fight; your grandmother could drown you then. If you draw in breath, you will die, but you have to draw in breath. You have to or you will die. No-one really wants to think any further than that, lest they really do start choking.FFM July 2 - The Gas mask6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Maybe you imagined this situation right now. See how fine it is to be breathing, steady, big gu
Depths: Alternate VersionDepths: Alternate Version2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: So, I've been rewatching the series, gearing up for the relaunch this friday (SQUEEE!) and as I was watching 'Depths' this bunny started nibbling and I couldn't shake it. I had to write it. I didn't want to - man, I really didn't want to! - but I did anyway and here it is. I hate it. Uterly, totally, comlpetely, and all because it made me cry. I kid not. Full on sobbing while I wrote it and I really don't want to post, but I will anyway because they say misery loves company and so I'm taking you all down with me!
The sharp intake of air was the first indication that things had gone wrong.
The battle on the beach came to an abrupt halt as the two powerhouses stopped, face to face and chest to chest.
No one moved, no one dared breathe.
And then Aqualad jerked his arm forward and plunged the blade of water completely through Nightwing's sternum and out between his shoulder blades.
"You lose," Kaldur hissed in his former teammates face and pulled the
Far from home-1Deep breathing and groaning filled my ears as I neared the clearing. Stuffing the alder bark I had been stripping hastily into one of my many pockets, I pulled my huge trench coat tighter around my slim frame, and slowly slid my sword from it’s sheath, the steel hissing against the leather scabbard. Keeping to the shadows of the trees, I darted between the trunks. Swift and silent, I told myself, my heart in my throat.Far from home-11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Steeling myself for the possibilities of what lay in the clearing, I checked the runes on my sword were clear, in case the deep breathing thing was undead. Probably some injured animal, but it was the predator that injured it that worried me more. The nights were getting longer, and the forest was filling up with animals I’d rather not encounter if I was being fussy, giant spiders, wolf-men, hags and even some reports of maugs, awful spirits that wore dead flesh like clothes.
I crept round the tree I hid behind, and froze. The creature was no creature, but a
Daddy Doesn't RememberDaddy doesn't remember me.Daddy Doesn't Remember2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In the year 1975,
Back when he was fifteen.
He still thinks his mom is alive.
He still thinks he's going to get beaten
For not being home.
And he still doesn't
Daddy doesn't remember me.
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember my sisters.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In his past.
"Daddy," I cry
Tears filling my eyes.
And after a while
After he lies there, lifeless
For over a half hour..
He wakes up.
"What happened?" He asks.
Daddy didn't remember me.
Daddy didn't remember Mommy.
Daddy didn't remember my sisters.
But Daddy doesn't remember that.
Ravens of WarDonovan Ashton was greeted by only one Raven. His Raven, to be precise. She stood at the end of the narrow hangar, just outside of the marked yellow lines, with her hands folded behind her back. She was dressed in black, her skirt to her knees, her shirt clinging to her body from wrist to just under the chin. Curiously, she was barefoot, and her black hair was to her waist and cut in a severe line across the forehead. The Prime Terras of Foerster unbuckled from his seat, ignoring his pilot's protest that the landing sequence wasn't done yet, and leaned forward across the dash to get a better look, such as he could as the small craft bobbed in its descent. There was a lurch, he swayed as it settled to the ground, and the engines whined as they shut down.Ravens of War2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“She's not very imposing,” Donovan complained.
“Doesn't have to be imposing. Just has to be smart,” the pilot replied, distracted by shutting down the ship.