Sexy Ass Kitty

"Amara.....sweetie how exactly did you get here? " Aryess asked as Bentley carried Amara in his arms, " ummmm" Amara put a finger to her bottom lip deep in thought, " can you remember? " Bentley asked as he and Aryess continued walking down the street. " Where were you all this time...where did you come from sweetie? " Aryess said looking at her. Amara burried her cheek in Bentleys chest blinking back tears " a dark place mommy.....a scary place..." Amara breathed out, " baby don't worry you're safe now..." Aryess muttered. Amara suddenly gasped out a cry clinging to Bentley tightly " no im...

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The emerald eyes opened, eyelashes coated with ashes. Skin cold to touch, and scars that she had claimed from her confidence and fear alike. Her wings were shed, ripped away, burnt off her sacred body. Her innocent mind was not innocent, and it filled with memories that scarred her. Slowly, and painfully, the hero arose from the ash. Emerald eyes widened as memories flashed through her mind.

I screamed in my head. I screamed in pain, and I grew weak, falling to my knees. It hurts so much, God I just want it to stop! Stop! Please! Stop! I gave up, snapping out my...

Don't ask please

You're going to let her go?
“No.”
Then you know what you must do.
“I do.”
She placed the cup to her lips, drinking down the warm liquid. It tasted foul, like warm milk with onions. But she made no face to indicate so. She tossed a light blue powder around in a circular motion. She muttered a short chant, eyes taking on the appearance of a blazing fire. She could hear the slow beating of a drum, the cry of a viscous bird, the howl of a wolf. She moved, as if she were dancing. The beat got faster and her feet responded. She moved until the powder was gone. And all at once,...

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They fell through the skylight without it shattering, and landed onto the floor of the room without waking anyone up. Letting go of the two teens, Richi turned off his powers, and they all became solid once more. The trio could hear the two girls in the hammock quietly breathing.
He felt bad, but knew there was nothing else he could do. In a loud voice, he said to the sleeping teens "Surprise."
The words had barely left his mouth before a figure pounced from the hammock. A flash of white caught in a ray of moon moonlight, and the teen suddenly found himself on his back. He froze...

(( You all better know who these people are, cause if u don’t, just skip to the end and I’ll give you the story in layman’s terms. ))

Harley’s arms were chained, and blood stained everything around her. And the blood wasn’t even hers. She coughed, when a voice boomed from the shadows, “Why if we could not get the Last Son of Krypton, just get something better. Exact powers, same weaknesses, but more. Stronger, more power. The Last Daughter of Krypton. Give into hopelessness my dear. Freedom is a lie.” A body came closer, wrinkled face, bobbed white hair, and sly and dangerous eyes....

Dear Every-OC-And-RPer-Out-There-In-This-Club,

FIRST OF ALL I WANT TO STATE YOU ARE ALL SO stupendous!

>;D did I have you going? Did the title trick you? No? -_-

LOL! Anyway!

I want to thank you, for all of the articles and awesome memories you have made. All of you are awesome people and deserve to be awarded THE-AWESOME-AWARD! This goes FOR EVERYONE! ^-^ I love the articles you guys post! I want you peoplez of the world to know I READ EVERY ONE! Even if I'm too lazy to comment... :P
This is really random and stupid but people do hate on us and I thought it's time for some appreciation. EVERYONE...

District 11:

She dressed in her black skirt and blue dress shirt, " wow. don't you look fancy " her brother Daemian said behind her, she turned around giving her brother a smirk " thanks ", she turned back around attempting to braid her hair but failed miserably, he laughed " here " he walked up behind her and untangled her hair and braided it neatly for her. She smiled hiding the fear inside so her brother wouldnt see her cry, though he could tell, he put his hands on her shoulders " Silver....it's only your first year......you have one name in there...their not gonna pick you..." he said....

I have a serious lazy problem.

Fang snapped back into reality and flipped back out of Ari's reach, his claws grazing Fangs face. Sift leaped on top of van, and held up a can of fear gas.
"How 'bout a little fear!" She threw the can and it exploded in front of Fangs face. 
"What the heck?!?" Fang coughed as the world around him crumbled, Fang clutched his head and fell to his knees. "Dang fear gas." Fang kept his eyes shut, knowing what would happened if he opened them. Ari kicked Fang to ground and put his boot on Fangs chest. 
"Jess now!" Ari yelled and she leaped off the van. Jess landed...

Shipping is something every fan boy, girl, cat, dog, etc do. Whether we admit or not, we all have that power couple we root for. It's a fun topic to talk about, shoot you can even create bonds over certain couples. At the same time you can create a continental divide with others.

It's fine, ship whatever you want! No one can stop you other than yourself. Like me, for an example, I ship Tim Drake and Conner Kent. I do get a lot of crude because people believe "they will never become canon" or "you just want hot gay sex between them." At first it did bother me, someone was putting me down because...

Harmonian.








Name: Ciel Norrian.

Alias: Harmonian.

Appearance: 6'0 tall, purple eyes, white hair.

Gender: Male.

Civies: Usually a white t-shirt and jeans will due, an occational jacket aswell.

Hero-Suit: Blue tailcoat, a top-hat and black jeans.

Weapons: He carries around a spoon. And a pocket knife he carries around in civies. And a (A spoon XP) And with his power, (see powers) can make a weapon.

Skills: Fair singing voice, extreemly agile.

Powers: When he sings a special chorus, he can create or repair items such as..... a necklace made of pearls, he sings "Build it up with silver and pearl, silver...

Time line: Some point in the past... Figure it out yet?

"Daniel!" Marquez growled. "You li'l cheat! Why do you always gotta steal my thunder."
Jaguar's cocoa dark skin paled as he realized his mistake. "I- I didn't know- I didn't realize you- I mean, how could-"
"How'd you find this out?" Will asked, saving the speedster from his frantic stuttering.
"I was coming back from reconnaissance," Jaguar said, "and I heard Spence and Jessie talking about it with the other superiors and Sam in his office-"
"Hold up a sec," Will said, holding up a hand. "You were spying on the superiors? Outside Sam's office?"...

Name: Nevara Legna
Alias: Veil
Occupation: dark angel, hero
Powers: can create fog, expert swordsman, expert hand-to-hand combatant, flight (wings), minor shape changing (making her wings disappear, eye color shifting, can appear between the ages of 17-20)
History: Not much is known about this Dark Angel. She was born in 1330. Killed in 1347. How she was killed, she will not reveal. She will also not reveal how she became an angel of darkness. Around when the Justice Society was created was when Nevara became a hero. She took care of mystical disturbances from hell (literally) and small things...

Name: Casey Reynolds

Hero Name: None

Powers: Levitation

Appearance: Green hair, green eyes, 5' 8", thin, small tattoo on left shoulder

Personality: Friendly, hard-working, more of a leader than a follower, focused, loves to smile

Hero Outfit: Black tank top and black skinny pants, silver utility belt, white gloves

Civvies: dark green turtleneck, jean shorts

History: Was a secret agent for SHEILD and quit, then she started to become more of a "nighttime" vigilante. One night she bumped with Superman, who was impressed with what she could do and convinced Batman to let her in on the team. She has no...

**based slightly off the Batman: Under the Red Hood movie**
“There. Stop the footage” Dick said. It showed a person, presumably a male, in a biker’s outfit with a red helmet on, waving, like they knew they were being filmed.
“Do you think it’s him?” Tim asked
“It can’t be. He’s dead. I know that for sure this time” Bruce said. The Bat-Clan was huddled in the Bat-Cave trying to identify the person who had been interfering with their missions for the last little while. An alarm went off.
“Proximity alert! Someone’s getting into the Cave!” Barbara exclaimed, pulling her...

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I woke up and dragged myself out of bed. I slipped my slippers on and opened my door. Wolverine, Jean Grey, Cyclops and Beast were standing there. I slammed the door closed and moved against it. Shit! How on Earth did they find me?! Wolverine’s claws stuck through the door on either side of my head. I ran from the door and pulled out a tranquillizer gun, arming it. Wolverine burst through the door and I shot him ten times in the chest. He blacked out.
“Sorry, old friend” I said. The gun was taken telekinetically from my grip. I stood ready....

((This is super late, sorry <3 Also, sorry-not-sorry, Blade is an idiot))

"I'm bored..."
"Shush...."
"Uhg... I hate this."
"Shhhhh!"
"I don't like you."
"Shut up!"
There was sudden silence.
Then a sigh of relief.
"Your hair smells nice..."
"Plea-"
"So does your blood.."
"Dis-"
"Can I bite you?"
"Shut. The. Fuck. Up!"
"I really don't like you..."

Two girls were posted up in a small enclosed closet. The team decided to go out on a mission; and like any third grade field trip, everyone got a partner. Rene went to gather her equipment and by the time she returned a very specific vampire was lounging on the...

"*cough*"Ari had been coughing all morning and Dick had just checked her temperature,"100.1 yep you have a fever,"Dick had told her,she grabbed him buy the shirt and leaned him near her and said,"put me out of my misery and shoot me,"he smirked,"but that would take all the fun out of it"he said sarcastically,she gave him a wierd look,"What's so fun about a very painful fever!"she said in anger,"relax relax I was just joking"he said then he left her room and went down stairs to get some medicine then he came back up and gave her the medicine,"Here this ought to help some" he said to her,and...

This became a lot darker then I meant it to.. Which should just be my motto for my writing. Also meant to finish and post this two days ago. All well. BTW, if you don't immediately recognize the name, "Whisper," this will make so much more sense to you if you read these quick one-shots first:
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Thank you, and enjoy!

Setting: Hudson River. Gotham City. 12:36 EST. March 3, 2014.
19 years to the day of the birth of the late Maevis de Vent, a.k.a. Whisper

The beam if the flashlight guided Aleksander down slope of loose rocks and damp soil. When he finally made it to the bank if the river,...