When Making Avengers Readerfics or FanfictionSo, after reading from many a drove and load of Avengers Fanfiction/Readerfics that shall go nameless, I've found things that have made me cringe, scoff, or ridicule said stories, and things I strongly, strongly feel should not go unsaid.When Making Avengers Readerfics or Fanfiction8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Now, I know, I know. I know that many of you did not read the comics before you joined the fandom, and most of you joined because of the movie, I get that, and I totally respect that.
But, still, my God, these characters that you are writing with that have been in the industry for twenty, thirty years, if not more. Captain America, aka Steve Rogers, has been a driving comic book stand character since World War 2, while Loki, Thor, Iron Man, and the Hulk were some of the comics that revived a dying industry.
Trust me. Comics had been slaughtered by the Comics Code Authority and Frederick Wertham, and became so sanitized and pampered for they were thought too violent for children of the fifties to read. By the
powerless, and reaching."He's the kind of personpowerless, and reaching.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who tells me to 'cheer up'
when I'm depressed,"
he says, scoffing,
and I shake my head
"What a useless comment."
He chuckles, agrees,
but I keep thinking about
about all the "cheer up"s
and "just be happy"s
he's heard in his life.
I want to say "cheer up,"
I want my words to magically
cure him, heal him,
crush his depression
in a way that no pills ever could,
but I know it doesn't work like that.
Happiness is not an item
to be obtained with quarters
it is not a country to travel to
in airplanes and sailboats.
Happiness is a change in the wind,
a flicker from east to west
that cannot be upheld permanently.
For him, it is a road
blocked by people who roll their eyes
and tell him to get over himself.
When I wrap my arms around him,
he laughs again,
sinks into my body.
I think about hollow rooms,
sound echoing off the walls.
Fiolee: L for Love or Lust? (1/2)+18Fiolee: L for Love or Lust?Fiolee: L for Love or Lust? (1/2)+181 year ago in Settings More Like This
It was very lonely when Cake would go to Lord Mono's house to spend the weekend. It left Fionna to wander the woods by herself to find someone in need of her help just take the edge of her mind.
She hadn't had much luck all day. Everything in the land of Aaa seemed to be calm and safe. There was no monsters assaulting innocent people or Why-wolves attacking innocent house-people. Not even the Ice Queen had poked her blue self around Prince's homes to take them hostages. What was she to do?
She had the idea of going over to the Candy Kingdom and just hanging out with Prince Gumball, but it made her feel like she was still after his gum.
After chasing after him for all her young years she decided that now that she was nineteen she would at least try something new. She had already messed things up with Flame Prince and there was no chance of ever returning with him. Yet, now that she was older, she caught herself th
Stupid Cupid (One shot)Fionna and Cake were heading to the Love Kingdom for an important mission...Stupid Cupid (One shot)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
When they got there, the princess stood there waiting for the two adventuress'
LP (Love princess): Fionna,Cake! I need your help! My brother, the Cupid has been kidnapped by the Ice Queen!
F: I should have known!
C: We promise to get Cupid safe to the kingdom!
LP: Thank you! Good luck on your quest Fionna and Cake!
F: Why doesn't Ice Queen just give up?
C: The world may never know...
*At the Ice Queen's castle*
IQ: I can't wait for our wedding!
CP (Cupid): There won't be any wedding!
IQ: Yes there is!!
CP: But we're not meant to be! I should know...
IQ: Why, of course we are...
CP: I can know who matches who, and LADY you're the last on my list!
IQ: Ah! So I'm ON the list *smiles and giggles*
CP: *face palms*
They were interrupted by Fionna and Cake as they came crushing through the window
F: The wedding's canceled Ice Queen!!
C: You should stop kidnapping princes you cr
Unsaid truths and spoken hateunsaid truths and spoken hateUnsaid truths and spoken hate2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
will forever be how I remember you.
I won't remember your petite
and deliciously sweet smile.
I won't remember the nervous way
you'd embrace me
as though my open arms
might be retracted at any moment.
I won't remember your kindness
wrought from a belief you deserved
none of what life had been willing
to bless upon you.
I won't remember how I nearly loved
every little part of you
from your crooked smirk
to your large hands
molded perfectly to fit in mine.
I will remember your cowardice
your fear of the possibility of my love.
I will remember your lies
whispered sweetly to me
in that empty library
of how you thought
we could last together.
I will remember all the embittered
and loving words
which choked me as you forced
Grip me or Free me (1/4)Grip me or Free meGrip me or Free me (1/4)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Finn sat on a fallen branch from the tree house; thinking. He had removed his hat, clutching it tightly in his fist. He always remained thoughtful after a serious adventure. He always thought of strategies he might have used or about the complications of a single mistake he might have made.
But at times he just thought about what it would mean if he died in one of his adventures. It would mean that there would no longer be any humans in the Land of Ooo. What would happen then? Would people just forget that he had existed, or that there was once humans and not just something out of a story book? Could it really happen?
What did it mean to be human anyway? He could say that most of his free time; he was soul-searchy. He thought of who his real parents might be. Where did he come from? Why was he there? Why couldn’t he be something more?
He wanted to be like everyone else. Maybe that way he could fit in better. Maybe he could be made of s
Judgment Ghirahim X ReaderJudgment Ghirahim X Reader11 months ago in Romance More Like This
The small, doorless, windowless room echoed with the sound of your weak heart beating. You had been promised judgment, but that seemed like a long time ago. Instead of judgment what you received was silence, loneliness and fear. You had no idea how long you'd been shackled to the cold stone wall, but if you stayed like this much longer, you knew you would go mad. Perhaps this was your punishment. Though your body felt weak from lack of movement, and your head ached from lack of sleep, your mind remained strong and your spirit unbroken. You wouldn't let Ghirahim win, especially not when you'd done so little to provoke him. The wall in front of you grew fuzzy, as if they were fading away. You'd seen this enough times now to know what it meant, Ghirahim was coming. His smirking face phased through the wall, immediately filling you with rage.
His smirk widened as he entered the room with a small bowl of a grey, scentless, shapeless food.“Good morning
The Vampire Dude 15 Fiolee FanFictionFionna's POVThe Vampire Dude 15 Fiolee FanFiction8 months ago in Drama More Like This
I stared into his flamey eyes and blushed. He was cute. "What are you doing in my kingdom human?" The Flame guy spoke, with a straight face as I walked towards the fire castle. "I-I I needed to find you, I need your help" I looked down to the ground and stopped. He looked at me, with the same constant look. "Then I will help you, what's your name?" he finally smiled. I froze there, trapped in his gorgeous smile, "uh um.."
"Do you not remember your name?" he giggled at me
I blushed and covered my face "What no! My-My name is Fionna!" I finally spoke and reached my hand out for a handshake.
He looked in confusion and then smirked, he reached out and touched my finger, I screamed in pain. "I'm sorry"
"Anyways my name is Flame Prince nice to meet you Fionna" he smiled again. I caught his eyes and suddenly the pain in my fingers went away, I felt comfortable around him. "FIONNA! WHAT THE HELL?"
I heard a familiar voice and turned around, Marshall was flying do
FioLee They're frist meeting Chapter 1 page 1FioLee They're frist meeting Chapter 1 page 1FioLee They're frist meeting Chapter 1 page 19 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _Fionna_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
It was a clear morning as our beautiful heroine Fionna the Human leaped from her treehouse to go see Prince Gumball for yet another scavenger hunt for ingredients for some magical pastrie , it was lame but for Fionna it was a chance to impress Gumball.
"Come on hurry Cake!" Fionna said with excitement in her voice.
"I'm hurrying I'm hurrying don't get your panties in a wad." Said Cake the Cat.Cake knew Fionna liked Gumball even if Fionna didn't know it herself for Fionna was ingorent of things of the heart.
They made it to the Candy Kingdom and raced through the Candy Streets towards the Castle . They burst through the doors to Gumball's lab . Gumball turned to face them and smiled this caused Fionna's cheeks to turn a soft pink color and give her tummy flutters .
"Hello Fionna thank you for coming." Said the pink Prince
Mommy? -Cloverfield-WARNING!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED CLOVERFIELD AND/OR HAVE NOT BEEN PAYING ATTENTION TO THE REVIEWS/THEORIES/VIRAL TIE-INS. THOUGH THIS SHORT STORY MAY END UP HAVING NO RELEVANCE TO THE PLOT OF THE MYTH OF THE CREATURE, THERE ARE STILL SPOILING ELEMENTS TO THE FILM AND FAKE NEWSCASTING ON THE WEB. WATCHING THE FILM FIRST IS STRONGLY ADVISED!Mommy? -Cloverfield-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And now for those who have passed by the warning or don't give a damn, please enjoy the following interputation of the monster of the movie, based on recent reports of what the design and concept of the creature was "to be" or "were" based on.
What has happened to the world?
Where did these fleshy ants come from?
Why have the oceans gotten so small?
Where is my mommy?
I was sleeping for so long
The days have turned to years
I thought I was safe here
Knowing my mother was with me
Then something crashed from the sky
And the ants began to make so much noise
I finally awoke to a fright
My mother was nowhere to b
The Music We MakeI feel your heartThe Music We Make1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Beating softly with mine
A pure harmony
Burrowing deep inside
Crescendos and allegros—
intertwining mirrors of our
actions, your baritone echoing my alto,
our hearts the metronome to the rhythms
of our voices lifted raised in the wordless
music of our song.
Though I don’t know the words
I merely sing the melody
letting the beating of our
hearts slowly lead me
to the words waiting inside
The cavernous organ where words
coalesce and convalesce, unearthing
phrases yet unspoken and thoughts
undisclosed…our song—my song and
your song, two favorites written and
recorded as night stretches unending
And I listen as
our song weaves together
a lazy, loving ballad
telling tales of both
now and forever
So let’s listen to the stories
we hear in our heartbeats
as our pulses race and soar,
aching to synchronize beneath
the moon’s glow as
We let the world fall away,
disappear into the flowing of
our music, the lovely lyr
For The First Time- [1/3]If Marshall's heart was still beating, it would've been going like never before. One of the benefits of being undead, he supposed. It was much harder for your body to give away your intentions. Though it still gave away plenty in front of Fionna. He smirked as her image rose up in his mind. She gave away even more, innocent little thing.For The First Time- [1/3]7 months ago in Romance More Like This
But if he got his way, then that might change.
Oh, she'd still be innocent compared to him. But not like she was now. All he needed was.. permission? Nah, more like begrudging acceptance from her psychotically protective cat. But maybe she'd be a little less strict seeing as it was Fionna's birthday tomorrow and everything. He was her boyfriend, after all. Kitty couldn't exactly expect him to wait until he put a ring on it, if Fionna ever let it go that far. His feelings for her weren't an issue in that respect, as they were never going to change. Not after everything that had happened.
Speaking of which, it wasn't like he had to lay down all his plans
Apologies to a friendYou pour your heart out to me,Apologies to a friend2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and are willing
to submerge me
in an ocean
yet when I see the water
rushing towards me,
I convince myself
I don't like
liberationI feel the sin of my being condensedliberation11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
between forefinger and thumb,
taking form of a tarnished half-
of sharpened silver
I race my own breath,
stairwell steps beating against
the rhythm of my wild heart;
the syncopation of adrenaline screaming
in breakneck meter
doors fly open and I find
myself breaching the silence
of dead-city rochester, streetlights
conversing with the glint
dancing on razor's edge
I run, accelerate
in full momentum against
my mental inertia-
a contraction of muscles
strings my arm in angry might
the catapult of my limbs
flying in full motion, a complete
demonstration of my human passion
Sonadow - A pure heart ch 6The two hedgehogs were sitting on the floor in Shadows room still shocked about the note they had got.Sonadow - A pure heart ch 64 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shadow: Please! Calm down Sonic! *hugs him closer*
Sonic: He knows that I'm here! *shaking*
Shadow: Don't worry, I will protect you!
Sonic: *Shaking badly*
Shadow: Shhhh calm down.
Sonic: I'm trying but it's not that easy.
Shadow: I know
Sonic: What do you think will happen now? *looks up on Shadow*
Shadow: I don't know
Sonic: What are we going to do?
Shadow: I don't think it's much we can do right now, just be little more careful I guess.
Shadow: Hey, let's try to get some sleep.
Shadow: Don't worry! I'll be here.
Sonic: Thank you so much Shadow! *hugs him tight*
Shadow: *blushes again* you're welcome.
Sonic: Are we supposed to sleep now?
Shadow: Huh I guess so.
Sonic: Ok. *Crawls up in Shadows big bed*
Shadow: You know, I'm glad to see that you feel comfortable.
Sonic: I'm feeling comfortable
ChernobylChernobyl8 years ago in Historical More Like This
The placid lake, so tranquil and solemn, hides a horror that seeps through cracks. Beyond the still waters and the blades of grass lies a box: a concrete sarcophagus, supposed to subdue her. No one can subdue her. Once a queen, now a fiend, she lurks in the shadows, in the unseen. Her cloak is intangibility itself. Her crown long tarnished, lies broken, beyond the placid lagoon. Like an invisible fog, she seeps through the cracks of her sepulcher, taking with her the horrors that lie inside. She then solidifies into the monster she has become. She passes through the pale malachite grass, and even stoops down too look at the wormwood a while. As a queen, she promised to bring wealth to her children. With her iron wings, she would bring winds of promise. But iron corrupts under heat and rain. Such a sadistic entity she is now. Her power expanded without boundaries. Her bitter spittle leaked into the waters. Her putrid breath tainted the air. Her corrupted hands planted evil in the earth.
RussiaxReader - Letting GoRussiaxReader - Letting Go11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
I am warning you now...this is a tearbending zone. Even I had trouble not losing it. Proceed at your own risk.
At nothing really. Or maybe something. Just sort of staring at the bottom of a shot glass through the amber liquid filling it. It’s not like Ivan had anything better to do.
His sad violet eyes kept searching the vodka before him and then gripped the shot glass and downed the whole of it. It stung, but only for a moment. He was well accustomed to the strong burn of vodka. Ivan shook his pale head, and as if suddenly triggered by the alcohol, memories began to flood back in.
“Why don’t you at least try it, da?” a thick, heavy, but friendly Russian accent said to a beautiful, laughing, woman with sparkling (e/c). He held a large bottle of amber vodka he had bought from the bartender watching them a little ways off.
“No way! Vodka
The Girl Who Became a FishIt was on Tuesday, at nine in the evening, when Mandee saw she was growing scales. She frowned at the bathroom mirror, at her chocolate brown eyes, and frowned at the small hard plates growing right below her elbow. There was a patch of them covering a quarter of her forearm. Under the yellow glare of the lightbulb that needed replacing, they seemed to gleam. They were scales, she was sure. Not snake scales. Fish scales. Mandee was sprouting fish scales.The Girl Who Became a Fish7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
'This is because I don't lotion regularly,' she thought. 'Maybe I need more vitamin C. Or more something.'
She tried scratching the plates loose but they were perfectly nestled in her skin. She tapped on them, rubbed them, tried washing them away with soap and water. They remained, small, hard scales roughly the color of her flesh.
Outside, she presented her mother with the growths on her arm.
"Mom," she said, "I'm growing fish scales."
Her mother was on the phone with someone Mandee didn't know, a man whose voice was a static buzz fro
Choices and Consequences Ch 1Choices and Consequences Ch 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Peace. It filled the city to the brim on this summer's day. Golden midday rays fell silently on the vibrant green treetops that swayed joyfully in the hot breeze. Birds of every color fluttered from the trees to pledge their undying love to the sky. All seemed well on this perfect day but one person was not convinced, his red eyes scanning the happy scene suspiciously. He walked close behind a slender girl who had her sandy blonde hair pulled neatly into pig tails. She walked proudly with her shoulders back and at first glance seemed full of self confidence. On a closer inspection, the girl's eyes seemed to be glazed and she appeared to be shaking lightly. She staggered slightly, the sway so small a casual observer would have missed it completely but not her red-eyed companion. In a moment he was beside her lending support.
"Soul I'm ok really." She said in a tired and slightly exasperated voice. Soul looked at her with irritation and indignation.
Halo: When worlds collide chapter 11720 Hours, April 23, 2530 (Military calendar)Halo: When worlds collide chapter 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Eridanus star system, Eridanus 2, New Williamsburg
Plasma shots and bullets flew through the air as Covenant and Human Militia forces fought at the courtyard of New Williamsburg high school. "Hold them of," yelled Major Rick Saivetz, "Sam is close to fixing the radio!" Corporeal Sam Connors is their Tech expert and has been working on the radio for 2 hours so they can call for UNSC (United Nations Space Command) support. Rick popped up from behind his cover and shot the last Grunt with a 2 round burst from his Assault rifle "That wave is finished" he looked up at the roof "do you see another wave coming Chris?"
Sergeant Chris Andrews was on the roof looking through the scope of a sniper rifle, "Yeah, about a dozen Grunts, 10 Jackals and 4 Elites." Chris was preparing to snipe the Elites when they got in his range but not the Grunts or Jackals because he needed to conserve his 12 rounds for the heavily armored targets. There was a loud BANG