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Thunderball -CHAP.01--XMEN- Bored. Peter Maximoff was so bored. This was something that was happening more and more often lately and it was really starting to become a problem. Even super speed failed to keep him entertained nowadays. What good was it when you had nowhere to run to?Thunderball -CHAP.01--XMEN- by punkette180
Even stealing held little interest to him now. He'd built a hobby out of using his gift to thieve sweets and videos games from houses and local stores - he could be in and out of a building before anyone had realised the door had even opened. But it just wasn't the same anymore. He had a taste for much bigger things now and robbing supermarkets just wasn't going to cut it any longer. What he needed was another Pentagon.
That day from two years ago was still burned deep into his memory. Breaking into the Pentagon's high security prison to help free a known murderer had been more than exhilarating - it had been his greatest achievement. Some days he felt like going to break in again just to prove that he coul
Good Vibrations -CHAP.01--THEFLASH- "Are you sure about this?"Good Vibrations -CHAP.01--THEFLASH- by punkette180
Merry nodded firmly. "I've gone this far. I'm going to get into those labs."
"Alright. Then watch your head," was the light response.
Matthew Myrrh drew his 9mm Glock and fired twice at his niece standing before him. He was a superb shot. The two bullets hit the wall of the alleyway behind her, missing each side of her face by mere inches and burying themselves deep into the brickwork. Merry opened her eyes and took a breath. Though she had complete faith in her uncle's marksmanship it was quite another thing to stare down the barrel of a gun without reaction.
"Why'd you close your eyes?" Matt asked, lowering the gun slightly. "What if something had gone wrong? You could have stopped those bullets if you'd wanted to, but not with your eyes closed."
"It's called having a little faith," said Merry, untroubled by the idea.
"A little faith won't do anything for you if you're dead."
"It's nice to know you hav
|I really want to upgrade VA-alliance to a super group and need points to do so! Setting an easier target to start with so I can see if this is an achievable goal |
NOTE ME WITH COMMISSION DETAILS FIRST <3
I reserve the right to refuse commissions... I won't draw OCs that I feel aren't realistic or original. Some of my pet peeves with OCs include:
-Clones of canon characters
-Furries, animal ears, etc.
-OCs based on their creators
New commission optionsHey guys! I recently added all of my commission options into proper widgets on my page to organise them more and make them look a little more professional. I'm a little slow with them but commissions are definitely open, so feel free to check them out!<< For more info regarding life bottles see here.
I added this piece a couple of days ago...
I said that I wasn't sure whether to offer them as a commission option or not, but several people have already told me that they'd be interested so it's official! I'm adding them to the list!
The idea is basically drawing a character with their "Life Bottle". Inside the bottle are several charms that represent key aspects of their life - whether it's a hobby/interest, something to do with their career, with their independence, a significant other, etc.
The commissions will be 30 per character with their life bottle. It may seem a little steep but it's SO hard to draw those charms so small. My drawings are always on a small portion of a page anyway, so the charms real
The Meaning of Christmas -ONESHOT--DN- There is no greater meaning behind life. Such as there is no true meaning of family, love or anything else that people may care to apply the statement to. It's a personal ideal. More of a practicality than some hidden truth… It all depends entirely on what you, as an individual, make of it.
For myself, there are no hidden meanings. Everything is practical. It has to be if you want to make it through life and put your own stamp on things. But recently I had it proved to me that maybe these things have no meaning because I have never allowed them to. Because I've blinded myself against these things that I feel should have no importance to me.
And recently I also learnt that that is actually okay. Things didn't have to have meaning behind them if you didn't want them to. And strangely enough, I was taught this through Christmas. The personal values of Christmas that somebody I…
Well. Love isn't really a statement I can apply when I have never known how t
Santa's Little Helper -ONESHOT--DRRR- Ritchie had never liked Christmas… And this particular Christmas was really trying her patience. The only thing she'd ever liked about the holiday was receiving presents – she was still as materialistic as ever. But even that one aspect of Christmas had caused her to rethink this year…
She'd received the most gorgeous pair of Gina stilettos in the post that morning. The address on the packaging had been printed, but there was a tag inside with a single letter 'M' written across it. To say that she was surprised would be an understatement.
The only 'M' she knew was her ex best friend Maddie from her hometown back in Nerima. They'd fallen out because of Maddie's psychotic boyfriend and hadn't spoken for over a year. Was this her way of making amends? Sending her the most amazing present she'd ever received?
Either way, it put her in a very good mood and she decided to wear the shoes to work.
Damn. Work… That reminder was certainly enough to put a dampen
“Hey! Let me borrow the two of you!”
Andie looked around from the silver candlestick she’d been polishing. The master’s young fiancé Lady Elizabeth was gazing at both her and Mey-Rin with an expectant look on her face. She seemed eager about something – so eager that she looked like she was about to burst.
“What do you need, Lady Elizabeth?” Mey-Rin asked politely.
“Not here,” Elizabeth hissed, looking up and down the corridor. “Quick, let’s go in there!”
Without waiting for a reply she grabbed Andie’s arm and dragged her through into one of the nearest rooms. Mey-Rin hastily followed. Sebastian had already invited Elizabeth to the manor several times beforehand – believing that she would be the best candidate for Andie to try and learn better emotions from – but the empath still wasn’t quite used to her.
Elizabeth seemed nice and harmless eno
What's In A Name -A is for--DEATHNOTE-
Dammit! The tower wobbled precariously as I tried, as carefully as humanly possible, to inch the block out of its foundations. I was the only one who seemed to be struggling. Stupid game... I'd quickly learnt that playing Jenga with L was instantly a losing battle from the word 'go'.
Oh yeah, we were playing Jenga. I wasn't trying to demolish a real building or anything.
I'd discovered that playing Jenga was L's superpower. I played Jenga like a normal person. L on the other hand... I swear he had some kind of x-ray vision that allowed him to see through the tower. He had some ridiculously perfect ability to know which blocks were loose and which weren't going anywhere without even having to touch them.
No wonder he'd chosen this when I'd pushed him into playing something with me. I knew how much he hated losing. Though I could tell that the game didn't offer any challenge to him, so maybe he'd chosen just to shut me up.
I could hardly complain though
Snow -ONESHOT--BLACKBUTLER- Why was it so bright?
Andie sat up and rubbed her eyes as she tried to adjust to the light pouring in through the window, apparently unfazed by the thin curtains. It was still the winter season. It couldn’t be that sunny outside… could it?
She pushed the covers back and crawled out of bed. She padded across the cool stone floor with her bare feet and peered through the window opposite her bed. She was right that it wasn’t sunny. Instead the light was coming from the thick blanket of white that was covering the grounds, stretching out as far as she could see.
Andie had only ever seen snow twice before. She’d never been allowed to play in it – she didn’t even know what snow felt like. Her mother had always kept her housebound when the weather had become so cold. As the main source of income for their family, she couldn’t afford for Andie to become ill.
But maybe… Maybe she could go and play
It's Tradition -ONESHOT--HP- Tee was sat in front of the fire, watching the dancing flames reflected in the gold baubles of the baby tree on the mantelpiece. She wished that their fire was connected to the Floo Network. Surely it couldn't be long now... Rose had said two o'clock, hadn't she?
She guessed that she just had to be grateful that Rose came from a full wizarding family. There'd be absolutely no problems getting the twins to her house. And with Rose not wanting to spend Christmas afternoon with her grouchy extended family, it presented the perfect opportunity for her to come along to Tee's house too.
As Tee was thinking about the day ahead for the millionth time, the doorbell rang. She scrambled excitedly to her feet and bounded to the front door, beaten only by the two dogs that had eagerly pushed in front of her. She managed to persuade them out of the way so that she could open the door.
"Merry Christmas, Rose!" she exclaimed, flinging herself onto her best friend.