The Winter Soldier - Chapter 4 (Bucky x Reader)The Winter Soldier - Chapter 4 (Bucky x Reader)9 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 Men10 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-shot8 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
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
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
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
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
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 Run10 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
Depths: Alternate VersionDepths: Alternate Version3 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
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 Clock1 year 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
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
Why Books SuckLet me write you a story of all you want to hear. Of intercourse and romance, drugs and beer.Why Books Suck5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of simple plots and story devices, where no thinking is required.
I'll even make it into a series, everything you've desired.
Pick it up in the middle, why not? It's all the same. So-and-so get together,
there's sex on every page. It's the best story in the world, and it only took me six days!
Don't worry about morals, there's none to be learned.
If you hate life-long lessons, then enjoy every word.
The characters are flat with the basic of descriptions, with no voice of their own.
If one dies, no tears will be shed, there's another just around the bend.
They have no flaws to their name, no special traits to distinguish them, they're all the same.
Don't worry about remembering them, this story is stress-free, here for your pleasure.
You'll hold it like a treasure, believe it's the best thing ever written.
Oh, and do not feel guilty, do not feel smitten.
Each line was without effort, it was wri
Reunited - A Child's Cry Part 21 [END]Reunited - A Child's Cry Part 21 [END]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“The difference between grace and mercy is simple.
Mercy is not getting what you deserve, and grace is getting
What you do not deserve.”
As Loki walked around the palace, he made his way to the gardens. He still couldn’t believe that Thor had simply let him go without a punishment. Yes, he had sentenced Loki to imprisonment in the palace, but it was no different from what his life had been before he’d escaped to Jotunheim. There was no added stipulation, there was no privilege removed. Nothing had changed.
He continued to walk, lost in his thoughts, until he heard someone come up beside him. Glancing over his shoulder he saw that it was Frigga.
“May I join you?” she asked.
Loki nodded. “Of course,” he replied, and the two continued to stroll through the variety of trees and flowers.
“I am pleased with Thor’s d
Among the Ashes Chapter 75Among the Ashes Chapter 755 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Among the Ashes
It's getting dark
And it's all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And it's coming over you
Like it's all a big mistake
Holding my breath
Won't lose you again
Something's made your
Eyes go cold
Come on, come on
Don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breathe whenever you're gone
Something's gone terribly wrong
Can't go back
You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
Never ever thought I'd see it break
Never thought I'd see it
~Taylor Swift "Haunted"
Change of Plans
Manasa woke with a start, roused by the sound of thunder rumbling outside. She whimpered a little and clutched her blankets around her, trying to shut out the sound.
But the rolling growling of the oncoming storm continued, growing louder and louder, closer and closer until the ground shook beneath her bed.
"Banan?" she called out, too scared to venture through the darkness to find him. "Banan!"
"I'm right here, Mana."
She felt the weight of
[Zutara] Breaking through the Surface* PART 1Breaking through the Surface takes place in "The Southern Raiders"[Zutara] Breaking through the Surface* PART 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Katara shook her head to get rid of the confusion. She still couldn't believe what Zuko had suggested. All her anger, pain and sadness had built up inside her. Revenge was the only thing she could think of.
Of course Aang didn't understand. She didn't expect it anyway. He never had parents himself, he was brought up by monks. Even if Monk Gyatsu was a fatherly friend to him, it wasn't the same.
She packed up her things regardless and threw them onto Appas saddle in this very moment.
Her hair was into a braid again and she wore an entirely unusual outfit.
It was a skinny fitting leggings, a knee-long dress with long sleeves and slits on both sides which reached till her upper thighs, a hooded cloak, fingerless gloves and some fabric over her face, everything pitch black like the starless night she would be disappearing in soon. Really quiet footsteps approached her and she didn't need to look up to know it was Zuk
ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 8Staff peered in from either sides of the doorway, but their faces were illegible due to the sunlight pouring in. The smoke coming from the dynamite in the corner continued to rise and only added to the sudden ominous and threatening presence of the studios’ director. A stray aluminium tray rolled over the floor and came to a rest in front of the human, who let it turn and make its irritating noise until he slammed his foot down over it. The sound was even more alarming than the dynamite had been and made every single Toon present cower. He then proceeded to kick it aside until it slammed into the far wall.ToonZ - The Gift of Christmas chp 82 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bugs shuddered at the noise and only looked at Mickey momentarily when the mouse squeaked and covered his face. He then cleared his throat and tapped his fingers together in front of him. He laughed nervously and bared his teeth. “Is there a problem, Sir?” he asked, although he already knew that there was.
The man crossed his arms and glared at him. “Why don
You Know You Love Me (Pearl x Reader)Key:You Know You Love Me (Pearl x Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
_____ = your name
(h/c) = your hair colour
(e/c) = your eye colour
"_____! Get back here right now! I mean it; we'll leave without you!"
At the sound of the voice, you merely turned around, shot the yelling teenager a bright-- and cheeky-- grin, cupped your hands around your mouth and yelled back: "Nah, I'm gonna walk home today!"
You looked up at the clouds, the dark grey blanket covering the sky, and scoffed at the very sight of them; those dull and dreary rain-bearers. You didn't like the rain,not one bit, and today was definitely not the day that you needed rain; especially if you were going to walk home rather than catching the bus with Diamond-- or 'Dia' as you affectionately referred to him as--, Pearl and Platinum-- or 'Platina'. Why you wanted to walks alone was ano
Somewhere Bewteen Oaks and Autumns- Chapter 1Somewhere Bewteen Oaks and Autumns- Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As the girl removed her card from the old, vandalised scanner she turned her head slightly to mutter a small 'thank you' to the driver. Though she turned her head away too quickly to see a smile grace the old man's face she knew it was there and that was enough to make her walk through the open doors and off of the bus, stepping out onto the water-drenched grass. The moment she inhaled the moist air the heavy rained poured down on her; completely soaking her within mere seconds. But she didn't mind though; the girl had always loved the rain despite what others would think.
In fact it gave the girl an opportunity to masterfully disguise the raindrops of her own so that no passer-byers would suspect her of showing any weakness after what had happened. She knew that if anyone saw her in the state that she was in now then her reputation, the one she had spent so many years building up to protect herself, would be discarded and the few people who despised her-- hated her