Writing Prompt

The pungent scent of spoiled milk wafts through the home, emanating from the open refrigerator. I scrunch my nose, gagging, as I plunge my hand deep into its mouth, extracting the week old carton. The cardboard is wet and it immediately mushes in my hand, crumpling to the floor like a dead rat. Milk goes everywhere, pooling around my feet.

"Great," I mutter, watching my shoes slowly turn a greeni...

Oren meets Charon.

Oren- “So what do you do?”

Charon- “I take souls to their underafter while taking care of a child who thinks she can ignore me and do everything herself.”

Charon- “You?”

Oren- “Same but I make people go to their underafter.”

Charon- “Cool.”

Oren-“I’m going to leave now.”

Charon- “Same.”...

"Hey, Trouble," Ade kissed the top of Valencia’s neck. Ade was casual clothes today. He felt relaxed to be out of his golden armour— less stiff. "What’s this about?"

He looked around the room. Cyrus was on the leather sofa with his legs lifted up high as he stared at them. Anastasia was sat on the arm rest of the sofa while talking to her husband, Eiran, who was leaning against the wall beside h...

Ft. Tim Drake and Chat Noir

Tim stared at the blinking red dots on his gauntlet projection.

"You were right, Oracle." He muttered into his comm link. "The Riddler is up to something.”

Chilling winds blew over the rooftop, smacking Tim in his face. The bitter cold bit him through his Robin suit. He rubbed his arms, huddling beside the ventilation shaft.

“Bet it couldn’t get any worse—"

**_BA...

(Btw, Jasper Vicari is an OC I made featured in my book “The Snail”. Link is in my bio)

“Mr. Vicari, I would really like to advise for you to not invest into the Trodajon Company. Their records are shady and unpredicatable. I’ve read so many articles about them, you really shouldn’t give them thay billion. Their last owner was arrested for corruption and tax eva-“

“Karen. Shut up, look at me i...

A bell rings as someone big, hairy in a messy, unkempt way, wearing a white t-shirt, a pair of shorts, sandals, and a nice-looking cardigan. “Hey, uh, man, I have been in New Jersey for a bit for a friend of mine and his upcoming wedding with a sweet Jewish girl from here and I just wanna nice drink to-“ the Dude gets interrupted. “Okay, dude. Shut the fuck up. Let’s talk about something important...

The room had no walls, no floor, and no ceiling. It was a place between moments — a gap in the ticking of the universe's great clock.

Spock stood perfectly upright, his hands behind his back, one eyebrow slightly raised.

Moments ago, he had been conducting a sensor sweep aboard the Enterprise, when an improbable energy surge had enveloped him. Now, he was here — wherever *here* was.

A figure ap...

“Oh, hello.”

“Ack!” With a yelp, the small raccoon jumped around and aimed a metallic canyon the size of his own scruffy body at the speaker, baring his teeth. “Stay where you are and put your paws where I can see ‘em!” he snarled.

A young human girl with waist-length blond hair just stared back with dreamy blue eyes, widening slightly with an owlish look to her surprise. Even as she slowly rais...

The portal came before I realized it. Like I was ever supposed to know it was coming. My name’s Brightheart, and I live in ThunderClan. Oh? You want to know about the portal? Well…

Before I even knew what had happened, I felt something…wrong. Something wasn’t right. The Clan leader at the time, Firestar, called a meeting as soon as I woke up.

“Cats of ThunderClan!” He yowled. “Something strang...

Once there was a world

A world of joy and magic threads

Once there was a world

A world of light bathed in red

Once there was a boy

A boy with an all black eye

Once there was was a boy

A boy who lived a lie

He traveled the worlds

Yet was bound to one

He traveled the worlds

Yet belonged to none

Four worlds there were

One of death and one of pain

Four worlds there were

One of joy and one munda...