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The sound was like a gunshot.
Taylor startled into a painful jerk that was half reflexive fright jump, half aborted dodge roll out of her bed. She looked left and right around the messy, pastel colored room, certain that there was a sharply dressed woman just around the corner holding a gun...
Dinah Alcott had a lot of weird dreams. Her doctor and parents assured it that it was because she had to take a lot of melatonin to help sleep, which did something along the lines of reducing brain inhibitions or whatever. Dinah was 12, she didn't care, the doctor never had anything interesting...
:D This thing was mostly written by AI, I just liked it enough that i thought i might as well share it. :D
The first thing Taylor Hebert learned about having superpowers was that they didn't have to be useful. The second thing she learned was that they didn't have to make sense. She lay on the...
The rain of Brockton Bay hammered against the cracked glass of Greg Veder's bedroom window, a rhythmic, dismal pulsing that matched the thrumming headache behind his eyes. On the screen of his ancient, dusty CRT monitor, the glowing interface of Parahuman Online flickered with brutal finality...
INFINI TY
(A Multi-Crossover)
Miles Morales had fought many insane battles in his life.
Alien invasions: check. Evil gods descending from the sky: check. A mad titan trying to wipe out half the universe because he had the world's worst dating strategy: somehow, also check. Honestly, by...
I sure hope this is the correct box to type this part in. (It wasn't, I had to switch the first threadmark and the thread description)
Hi! This is my first story, and I'm not sure how long it will go on or how much time I will be able to dedicate to it. Please do not raise your expectations...
The sky over Bellwood was usually a pristine, postcard-perfect blue, but today it was currently being painted with streaks of obnoxious neon pink and radioactive green.
"I'm telling you, Rhombus, the package said highly explosive, not highly flammable! You went and ruined the structural...
People tend to think powers are flashy, attention getting. That capes have to be heroes and villains in spandex, monologuing at each other.
Taylor Hebert knew better. Her power was weak. Some sort of stranger/master combo, where she could trick people's memories. She could create a temporary...
Greg Veder had rules.
He went over them on the bus the way other people checked their phones. Do not talk too much. Do not correct anyone unless they ask, and they will not ask. Do not sound too excited — excitement is a smell, and they can smell it. No anime examples, no game examples, unless...
Falling.
Mori Jin was falling.
Plummeting through the sky like a dying star, wrapped within a blazing cocoon of fire that scorched the heavens around him. The winds screamed past his body at terminal velocity, yet even that deafening roar was nothing compared to the storm raging within his...
The alarm went off at 6:14.
Not 6:15. He'd tried 6:15 for three weeks in February and something about the round number made his brain decide the whole morning should be round, which it never was, so he spent every single walk to school that month feeling like the day had already broken a...
Chapter 1
Brockton Bay General Hospital
Taylor Hebert's room
January 7th, 2011
23:11
'Taylor looks so frail.' Danny Hebert thought, looking at his daughter being near-comatose in the bed of the hospital.
He didn't know yet how wrong he was.
Brockton Bay
A lonely alley, not far from the...
Been reading a lot of Xianxia and Worm and I've the most horrifying realization.
A Xianxia world was exactly what the entities were aiming for. Where power dictates everything, where conflict happens based on the smallest infraction and where progress is gained through the loss of humanity and...
AN: Honestly, should have reposted this to QQ a long time ago since I do most of my writing here, but I wanted to wait until I had new content to make it worthwhile. Enjoy!
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They woke up staring at the ceiling. Sleep was not technically...
I am seeking other perspectives on the themes inside of W.B. work or what the work itself wants to say.
An easy example to make is how Kohei Horikoshi in his work My Hero Academia (BNHA) start with the very simple thematic premise that “anyone can be a hero” or rather that a hero can come from...
Decay
"I've got eyes on them," Armsmaster heard Shadow Stalker report, having sent the Ward to the rooftops to scope out the situation. Her 'patrol' this night had been unsanctioned, but rather than coming down heavy on her, he had thought to turn it into a learning moment, and perhaps make...
{Test bip, italics, bold, ¹²³}
£ - Foundations 1.1
⁂1.1
(January 2nd, 2011)
It was snowing as we drove home. Dad had wanted to take me ice skating at a lake he used to visit with his family when he was my age. I'd been reluctant at first, but really we hadn't done anything together in a...
Chapter 1
It was over. Finally.
And I was so, so tired.
I could feel her, still in the back of my mind, plotting to take control over me. Nesting plots within plots. The Administrator, desperate to reach her puppet strings to everything.
I heard Contessa drone on behind me as I sat, kneeling...
Yo!
This is a story-only version of a quest currently being run on my patreon!
You can find the Patreon Post, where you may submit your votes, at this link: https://www.patreon.com/posts/149708773?pr=true
All votes are counted, though they don't all count the same, and the poll is run every...