So I did the thing I definitely shouldn’t have done. I sawthis postby @gittana and things spiraled out of control from there. It’s much too long and still I haven’t finished writing up to the point where my muse has stopped speaking to me.
Also because The Lightning Thief was written in the first person I decided to start writing in in the first person from Marinette’s P.O.V beginning at Chapter 1 however the prologue is still in 3rd person. Bear with me on this.
Just a little farther!! I’m almost there! Please please, whoever’s up there, please let me make it! Marinette thought to herself as she dashed up the hillside where a large pine tree signified a place of safety.
“Come here child!” The woman behind her screeched sounding much closer now.
Marinette dared to glance over her shoulder where the creature was fast approaching. The top half of the monster was that of a woman with wild unblinking eyes and razor sharp teeth. The lower half of her body was that of a serpent. Her tail slithered up the hill as her arms propelled her forward in an unnatural way. Marinette’s lungs burned as she pushed herself to run faster up the hill. She swallowed hard, tasting blood. Hands clasped around her ankle sharp nails digging into her skin. Marinette screamed as she was pulled down to the grassy earth and was dragged backwards. Marinette grabbed fistfuls of the soft wet grass in an attempt to slow her pull towards certain death. She was pulled through the grass with fumbling hands searching for anything to catch hold of. A clumsy hand wrapped around a stick. A stick was hardly a weapon but Marinette was grateful for anything at this point. I’m going to go down fighting with a stick! This is so embarrassing, Marinette thought to herself tightening her hold on the only thing she had to protect herself. Clawed hands ripped as her back. She could feel hot breath blow against her neck. Now was her chance. Marinette whimpered as she turned beneath the monster’s grasp to come face to face with it. The serpentine woman smiled wickedly at the young girl showing all her pointy teeth.
“I’m sure you taste as sweet as you look child,” The monster cooed her breath smelling metallic, like blood. Marinette’s stomach churned uneasily.
The woman opened her mouth inhumanly wide preparing to take a bite of Marinette. With shaking hands Marinette swiftly plunged the stick into one of the woman’s unblinking eyes. The woman shrieked in pain releasing Marinette from her grasp. Marinette scrambled to her feet charging towards the hill. The monster quickly recovered, leaping towards Marinette. Marinette dove to the side barely missing the woman’s claws. The monster turned to face her with her one good eye, the other was missing leaving a bloodied black hole behind. Marinette grimaced as the creature hissed. She began to slowly back up towards the tree while keeping her eyes trained on the woman. The monster flicked her tail out knocking Marinette to the ground and letting the woman slither on top of her once move. Marinette struggled beneath her pushing her face away with her hands and trying her best not to let the nails burying themselves into the flesh of her arms bother her. In the scramble to avoid the creatures teeth and keep from losing a hand one of Marinette’s thumbs found it’s way to the creatures lone eye. Without any other weapon in her arsenal Marinette began to press against the eye’s slick surface with as much force as she could muster. The creature yowled in pain her head reeling back but where she went Marinette followed pressing harder into the woman’s eye. The creature’s claws raked down her arms. Marinette stifled a scream as she kept pressing down. Her stomach lurched when she finally heard that sickening pop. The woman’s body stilled a smile spreading across her features looking strangely out of place as she slumped to the ground with a contented sigh. Breathing heavy Marinette, hands slick with- well she didn’t really want to think about that- staggered up the hill. As her feet drug themselves past the borders of the pine tree Marinette fell to her knees a lump forming in her throat. Finally! After all this time she was safe. Marinette breathed a sigh of relief tears filing her eyes as she heard the startled shouts of campers. Safe. Exhaustion swept through her. Without the threat of death hanging over her head she could finally let herself rest. Slumping against the soft bed of grass beneath her she let the darkness overtake her.
Damon hurts reader when his humanity is off and Kai comforts her.
WORD COUNT : 1793 ______________________
Y/N woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise coming from downstairs. Having supernatural hearing sucks. she thought as she got up and walked downstairs. Ever since Damon flipped his humanity switch after Elena was forced into a sleeping curse , things at the Salvatore Boarding House have been a little out of control. Y/N walked down the stairs and tripped over something … or someone. She could smell the blood. “What the hell?” she muttered , kneeling down. Whoever it was she had tripped over , was already dead. Y/N sighed in frustration. “Damon !” she raised her voice. “Damon !” she called out again , carefully walking over the body , nearly tripping over another. Suddenly someone grabbed her foot. “Help me…” a young girl said. Y/N kneeled down , biting her wrist and bringing it to the girls mouth. “Leave and forget this ever happened.” she compelled the girl. A few more steps away she found another survivor. “Damn it Damon …” she cursed under her breath. A few steps ahead there was a guy still bleeding out on the carpet. Lovely. she thought. This will be hell to clean up. It was dark in the house , but the fire in the fireplace was burning , lighting up the living room enough for Y/N to see Damon draining yet another body. He wasn’t alone. Kai was on the other sofa , draining some random stranger. “Since when are you two buddies ?” Y/N asked annoyed. Kai let the body drop on the ground , blood dripping from his chin , the black veins under his eyes slowly fading away. “Oh hello.” Kai said. “We didn’t wake you , did we ?” he said glancing for a second at Damon who grinned at the comment and then returning his gaze to Y/N. Y/N rolled her eyes. “No , no … I was just randomly sleepwalking and tripping over dead bodies in the house.” she said with a sarcastic smile , glancing at Kai and returning her attention towards her brother. “You can’t keep doing this. So many people missing will draw too much attention.” Damon finished his snack and turned towards Y/N. “You are an even bigger buzzkill than Stefan.” Y/N scoffed. Her brother had gone off the deep end and Stefan had picked the worst possible moment to go out of town leaving her to deal with Damon alone. “Look , I know you miss Elena , but this is not you. What do you think Elena would say when she finds out the first thing you did after leaving her in a coffin for the next 50 years was to throw a ‘dinner party’ killing dozens because you couldn’t deal with the pain of losing her?” she paused for a second , pointing at Kai. “And why are you hanging out with him of all people ?!” Kai had an amused look on his face. “Oh , you think this is funny?” Y/N asked him. “May I remind you , none of this would be happening if you hadn’t put that spell on Elena.” “Ouuchh.” Kai muttered. Y/N couldn’t belive any of them at that moment. Damon was looking straight through her. It was like her words weren’t even being registered by him and Kai … well , he was Kai. “Are you even listening to me Damon ?” she asked , a second later Damon had pinned her to the wall , his hand wrapped around her neck. “Listen to me , you are better than this -” she started to say but was cut off by her brother. “No , you listen to me. I am better like this and I do not need you coming to my rescue because guess what - I don’t need to be rescued.” Damon hissed at her. Y/N rolled her eyes and pushed him away , sent him flying across the room. “You are the big brother Damon . You are supposed to be looking after me , not the other way around.” she said just as Damon came after her again. This time punching a whole in her chest , wrapping his hand around her heart , queezing it. Y/N was struggling to breath. “I never should’ve gone back for you in 1867. Turning you was the biggest mistake of my life.” Damon hissed. Y/N felt as if the whole world has been turned upside down. Damon , her brother , the one who loved her so much and had convinced Stefan to go back for her … who always protected her and looked after her even before he became a vampire… Her brother was gone. She had no idea who was standing in front of her. Tears filled her eyes , not because of the pain in her chest , but because her brother had shattered her heart with those words. “Kill me , Damon. At least I will be free of you.” she said angrily , barely uttering the words. Her brother stared at her , his expression blank. “Go on. Do it! Kill me !” she raised her voice , a tear rolling down her cheek.
Kai who was enjoying the show until this point , suddenly got up muttering a spell reaching his hand. Damon screamed in pain , pulling his hand out of Y/N’s chest and holding his head as if it was about to explode. “I think that’s enough…” Kai said , his voice scary calm. “Stay out of this , creeper! ” Damon snapped back at him. Up until this moment Kai was having fun watching them argue…but watching Damon break Y/N’s heart while also trying to literally rip it out of her chest ? Damon had crossed a line. Before the merge Kai probably wouldn’t have cared at all what happens to Y/N , but now emotions got in the way. Y/N was always nicer to Kai than the others , always willing to listen at least while the others directly shut him out. She didn’t deserve to die , not like this. Not at the hands of her own brother. “And they say I am the monster…” Kai muttered , flicking his wrist snapping Damon’s neck. Kai kneeled down next to Y/N who had a shocked look on her face. Who could blame her ? Her brother just tried to kill her. he thought and suddenly felt a peck of guilt for all the things he had done to his siblings , to Liv … “Y/N , are you OK?” he asked , Y/N glaring at him in disbelief. “Right , dumb question.” Kai looked at the girl standing before him unsure what to do. Emotions are so hard to navigate , he thought. A moment later he sat on the floor down next to her and wrapped his arms around her as she started crying. The pain in her eyes made him feel helpless and he hated that. He also hated the fact he had no idea how to get her to stop crying. “Do you want some ice cream or maybe chocolate ? In movies that usually helps … ” he asked but she just shook her head. Kai took a deep breath , deciding to take a different approach. “You know , he didn’t mean it. You are his little sister and I’m sure he loves you … even without his humanity.” he said gently brushing her a tear from her cheek. Y/N looked at him through tears. Kai was last person Y/N had expected to ever comfort her , to make her feel safe but in this exact moment thats exactly how he made her feel. Safe. If it wasn’t for him , she’d probably be dead. She wrapped her hands around him and he hugged her tight. This feels nice. she thought with a surprise , warmth spreading through her body. “Thank you…for saving me.” she whispered. “Any time.” he said rubbing her back. They stood curled up on the floor for a while longer before Y/N’s breathing calmed down a little and her sobs stopped. Damon was starting to come back to life.Y/N wriggled out of Kai’s hands and stood up , taking a few steps towards the hidden vervain stash. All of the sudden Kai felt empty. Not having her in his arms somehow felt wrong to him. He watched as she injected Damon with a concentrated dose of vervain and turned towards him , her eyes still filled with hurt. “Do you mind umm… could you help me out with this , please ?” she asked pointing at Damon. Kai nodded and together they dragged Damon’s body down the cellar , locking him up in a cell. Kai glanced at Y/N who had wrapped her hands around her chest , looking through the small window on top of the door at Damon’s body laying on the ground. He wanted to say something but words escaped him. Since when do I have trouble talking to girls?! he thought. He followed Y/N upstairs and he watched as she poured herself a drink, looking around the living room. THIS will have to wait until morning. she thought glancing for a moment at Kai. Kai.. she thought a small smile across her face. “I .. I should go.” he said heading towards the door. Y/N hesitated for a split second. She still felt warmth on the inside … It was because of Kai , she knew it and she didn’t want him to go. “Or you can stay ?” she said in quiet voice. Kai turned around looking at her. There was something in his eyes that had changed. “Please , stay… ” she asked again. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.” “Yeah , sure.. If that’s what you want.” he said walking back towards her. Y/N could hear a smile in his voice. She poured another glass with bourbon and handed it to him but he refused. She sat on the sofa , Kai sitting next to her. “You know something’s tickling at my mind.” she said trailing off. “Why did Damon leave any survivors? It’s very unlike him … ” she thought out loud. A small smile showed up on Kai’s face. “Those weren’t Damon’s victims …” he said , Y/N turning around with a surprised look on her face. “Who would’ve thought…” she said , a smile on her face. Y/N snuggled closer to Kai and he wrapped his arms around her pulling her close. She listened to his breathing for a while before they both fell asleep , exhaustion catching up with them.
“Y/N , I’m home … ” Stefan said , freezing on the spot noticing all the dead bodies around the living room. “What the -” he started to say as his gaze fell on his little sister and Kai snuggled together on the sofa. He walked towards them , poking his little sister awake. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Stefan looking at her with a curious look , his eyes darting between her and Kai. “Care to explain what’s going on here ?” he asked.
Imagine Person A always saying “Ooh, kinky” every time Person B does something, even if it’s not remotely kinky at all. Bbrae please 😂😂😂😂
Typical Beast Boy.
That’s what Raven kept telling herself when it first started.
A simple roll of the eyes, maybe an irritable scoff, but it wasn’t anything more than a simple annoyance.
Garfield had a bad habit of overdoing it with memes and phrases, and this was common knowledge at Titan Tower. It was only a week ago that he’d still been using the “That’s what she said!” commentary, after all. Raven had grown to despise that one, too.
This one was no different, she’d surmised.
Except, of course, unbeknownst to her at the time, it was.
Something I’ve been thinking about, especially in light of Higuchi’s revelation that Toho and Legendary can’t produce live action Godzilla movies in the same year, is the idea that the MonsterVerse might, as it goes on, transition away from being Godzilla-centric. Skull Island was well enough received that I would be shocked if we didn’t get another solo Kong movie, and they’ve set things up in a way that could allow them to make movies about other monsters as well. I could imagine Legendary getting to a point where they’ve made their three Godzillas, maybe another after that depending on when they renew the license, and move on to continuing the series with other monster movies, maybe bringing back Godzilla for a big Destroy All Monsters style mashup flick. It wouldn’t be like we’d be missing out on Godzilla, either, as Toho would love to fill the gap with their own for some time to come.
So I kinda wrote a different kind of fanfiction. It’s nothing as in depth as my other fics so I am going to post it here. ENJOY!!
***Actor, Real Person Fanfiction, Walking Dead RPF***
Featuring: Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Original Female Character, Norman Reedus and others.. (FYI this is total fiction, as in I know nothing about JDMs life or that of his real SO and son etc. Because of this, for this work of fiction, they don’t exist. Jeffrey’s been a typical actor playboy dating fellow stars etc. This is written for sick daydreaming pleasure.)
Aria St. James is a busy woman with a thriving restaurant. She thought she had everything she needed until a few famous faces visit her dining room. A tall, dark and handsome actor decides Aria’s just what he’s been looking for.
Rating: Mature : NSFW
“What the fuck was I thinking?!” Aria exclaimed after standing in the staff bathroom with Cheryl for close to an hour. The hair and make up woman had taken over to prepare them for the shows background interviews and Aria was second guessing her decision to participate. ‘It’s for a good cause.’ She kept repeating to herself as the director went over all the questions they would ask and what areas of the restaurant they’d set up in. “You weren’t.” Cheryl quipped, her grin widening. “You were staring at your boyfriend’s stupid, handsome face and nodding.”
i feel like a freak for this but i actually hate aliens. like the original alien is one of my favorite movies ever but aliens just struck me as a generic action monster flick... i also feel like the writing took a step down. but everyone loves aliens and i dont get it
I think the thing is, Alien and Aliens are in completely different genres, so there’s a bit of compartmentalization involved when comparing them. As a straight-up sequel to Alien, Aliens is awful - but at the same time, repeating the same approach as the original would just result in a sequel that (most likely) would feel like an inferior retread. So taking it in a different direction was the most logical choice for a sequel, and while its appeal is very different, Aliens absolutely nailed the whole sci-fi action flick. I have my share of issues with Aliens in relation to the franchise as a whole (mostly with how it started the whole “giant ants” approach to the Xenomorphs), but when taken as its own thing, it’s a great-ass action movie - just one that’s such a departure from its predecessor that it makes complete sense that some folks would like one over the other.
A/N: These two are such horny teenagers. And also, this is my first time writing anything smutty, so those who have actually read smut, go easy on me. ^_^’
The first two times was after a battle with monsters. They
attacked the fortress when the sun was highest and the Gerudo were hot and
tired. Most of them were taken out by the monsters, leaving only two standing,
one a blond Gerudo, the other a tall Twili.
Link dodged another strike from a claw, lashing out with his
scimitar, cutting off the offending creature’s arm. He then went in for the
kill, stabbing the creature in the heart. As it collapsed and burst into flame,
Link flourished his weapon, smirking.
Suddenly there was an explosion behind him, causing him to
stumble a bit. He snapped around, wide-eyed, and saw the ground covered by
monster guts and limbs. Looking up, he saw the Twili Princess, hair holding a
huge, dark chakram that was covered in the green blood of the monsters.
“You better close your mouth there, hon,” Midna said, her
hand on her hip. “Unless you want to eat some sand.”
Link snapped his mouth shut and cleared his throat. “I… I
could have got that.”
“Uh-huh.” She then threw her weapon toward him, making the
Gerudo dodge the flying death trap, only for it to kill the monster behind him.
When it came back to her, she spun her whole body, chopping off the heads of
two other monsters around her. “Just like you got those?” She twirled the chakram
with her hair.
He was stunned. His mind blank. The next words out of his
mouth were not of his own doing, but out of pure, unadulterated lust.
“Did I ever tell you look hot covered in monster blood?”
Ah, kaiju. Those completely irrational nuclear monsters that destroy Tokyo with a regularity that makes one wonder how the Japanese keep their country running, all the while taking a dump on the Square-Cube Law. They emerge from the water, wreak havoc and are either bombed into oblivion or duke it out with another similarly insane beast and then fuck off right back into the ocean. Thank God nothing like that could ever happen in real li-
I CALLED IT OKAY. I KNOW YOU ENOUGH, EVOLUTION, I WAS DAMN SURE YOU’D COME UP WITH A REAL LIFE KAIJU JUST TO MAKE OUR LIFE MISERABLE.
This is the coconut crab, also known in scientific circles as Birgus latro. It’s really the closest real-life analogy to a freaking crab monster from some cheesy 60s monster flick I know of, and for a good reason. Not only it is the largest land-dwelling invertebrate in the world, it’s also the largest possible land-dwelling invertebrate. This is because the way it’s breathing works; it’s based around oxygen density, and any bigger size would require a higher density to work. For the record, we should be thankful for all the soulles evil megacorps relentlessly poisoning the air, because the last time the oxygen content of the air went over 35% it ended up causing shit like this.
how about no
But now, that the oxygen level is a measly 21%, the day of freaking enormous, creepy arthropods is long past. The coconut crab cannot possibly be that big, right? Right?
Oh who are we kidding, you already know the answer.
I don’t even have words for this right here. I wanted to write an article full of creative flowery swearing and witty commentary, but I’m pretty much speechless. A crab the size of a trash can that, by the way, would have absolutely zero problem snipping your hand off. Mother Nature is now more or less known to be on drugs.
The freakiest thing is probably that this guy is actually a hermit crab. Yeah, you know those adorable, sweet little crabs in their cute tiny seashells the beaches are practically full of? They are very close relatives of a ravenous, terrifying fuck-you crab that will kill and eat its own comrades if sufficiently hungry.
Not only are they big and fearsome, they are also crafty as all hell. They naturally love coconuts, and while it comprises only a small portion of their diet, it’s understandably hard to forget the sight of a crab cracking open a freaking coconut with just its claws. Or disemboweling one using its legs, for that matter.
They are also covered head to toe with armor that would make a Space Marine Centurion weep with joy; they are so confident in its quality that they gather coconuts by climbing up a palm, snipping off the coconut and then literally jumping off the top of the tree, a feat that would cost an ordinary human, at least a broken everything.
And yet, the coconut crab has the titanic, chitin-covered balls to do this regularly. That it actually works and they shrug off 5-6 meters high falls without a scratcj proves that they are absolutely in the right.
They primarily feed on fruits, but they are also opportunistic scavengers, which means that they eat pretty much everything they come across. They are also known for chasing, killing and eating smaller crabs and even members of their own species which counts as a kaiju battle in its own right.
Oh, and also there’s this.
If you have ever heard of the undeniably badass pilot chick Amelia Earhart, who, among other things, flew a half-functional plane across the Atlantic Ocean, not giving a shit about the fact that the rotor stopped working twice mid-flight, you probably know that she was lost on her last flight and her body was never found. Well, it’s widely theorized that this is because she crash-landed in the Oceanian area, where ravenous coconut crabs proceeded to more or less scour all flesh from her body, after which they built her bones into their nests. And if you combine this with the native belief that coconut crabs can be possessed by spirits of dead people, this means that one of history’s first and foremost ace pilots might still live one, in the body of a ravenous giant crab monster. A truly worthy resting place you’ve got there, Mrs. Earhart.
The setting. For the longest time ATOM was set in the present, with the conceit being that all the giant monster flicks of the 50′s and 60′s actually happened (or something close to them happened at any rate). The modern setting felt stifling at times, though - the spread of civilization in our time, and the march of technology, has killed most of the fun tropes associated with giant monsters that I wanted to play with.
Eventually I hit a sort of rut with it - I knew the story wasn’t what I wanted it to be, but I couldn’t pinpoint why. A friend of mine suggested setting it in the past, since the 50′s and 60′s were kind of important to the plot anyway, and things started falling into place. Even though it’s increased the amount of research I have to do by an astronomical amount, it’s made for a much better story so far (in my opinion - no one’s actually read the chapters I’ve been working on yet, so I guess we’ll see).
Genetic engineering used to be a central part of the story too, since in the early 2000′s there was a big trend of treating it as the new origin of superpowers and monsters in fiction in place of radiation, and also because teenage me was SUPER into the Resident Evil series. It’s far less prominent now, being mostly replaced by good ol’ radiation, but elements of it (mostly Pathogen) remain.
A behind the scenes look at one of the aliens from “I Married a Monster From Outer Space” (1958). Don’t let the B-movie title fool you. Like “Invasion of the Body Snatchers,” the film’s Cold War paranoia subtext elevates it above run-of-the-mill ‘50s monster flicks.