worm

An idea I have is a party themed biotinker. I absolutely love Biopunk and wanted to explore that more in fiction. For example, she could perhaps make party themed weapons and gadgets. IT could be a cake that is a poisonous bomb or it shoots out toxic spikes. I can make it foul and make her make...

The break had been coming for a long time, months at least. Ever since you said “better her than me,” ever since you had turned a blind eye. Standing up for yourself had never worked, so you’d stopped trying, and the fact the bullies had someone to bother other than you was a blessing. But it...

Prologue Annette Hebert loved both of her daughters dearly, even if they were as different in personality as you could imagine two preteen girls could be. Her older daughter Taylor was excitable and loved to talk about her favorite interests, mostly heroes. She and Emma Barnes were as thick...

I made a post about writing something funny, asking for help. But people said not only was it not funny, the character was unlikable. I never thought that characters being likable really mattered, they just have to be funny. But everyone proved me wrong by saying they hated my main character...

"So you understand, right Emma?" Sophia stressed to me. "I mean, it all sounds kind of…" psychotic, I didn't finish. Because I wasn't that dumb. "Look, do you want to get over that alley or not?" My mind flashed back there again, eyes ears nose mouth, my hand reflexively reaching up to my now...

I'm freeing up some space in my snippets thread so time to launch a new thread for a story I'm enjoying writing. January 3rd 2011 As the young heroine Flechette slowly made her way through the cold sterile hallways of the Rig she desperately hoped that she'd correctly remembered the directions...

i It was a rainy night, the sort where I had this godawful, maudlin habit of looking out the window and -- the city lit by sporadic, staccato lightning -- reminiscing about this guy I used to know. The sort of night where the whisky glass -- smoky, peaty, tasting of ancient bogs full of gods...

*Author note* Firstly, everyone keeps telling me that my English is horrendous, and I do agree with them, so be warned if you see too many grammatical errors. That said, I do use Grammarly, so do not comment on it. You don't need to read it if you don't like it. That said, enjoy my take on my...

January, 2011 You'd been enjoying winter break, for lack of a better word; it was a welcome reprieve from the personal attentions of those three bitches. Well, you had been enjoying it, right up until the big snowstorm. Overnight, a whole foot of snow fell on Brockton Bay. So you got a bit of...

1st April. 2011 Have you ever felt like there was a bomb and you had no way of defusing it? Like a ticking time bomb, yeah, that’s what I was thinking about. “What are you even doing?” My brother Richard asked as he looked at me, and I just couldn’t get it you know? How different the two of us...

The new town was quieter than I was used to—where there used to be distant car horns and sirens, there was now nothing but the whistling howl of wind at night and the gentle whirring of an air conditioning unit during the day. The house—and it was a house this time, instead of a ramshackle...

1971 at an undisclosed Italian naval base. A gate opens up. Out of it steps a young woman in her twenties and a pale girl with curly hair in her mid to late teens. “Contessa, are you sure this is necessary?” The woman asks “Yes, this is step 468, in the path leading to the savior of the...

BIG TRIGGER WARNING: THIS STORY OPENS WITH SUICIDE AND WILL CONTAIN REFERENCES TO SELF HARM. It also has a bunch of other stuff as well but those'll be tagged as they come up. _________________________________ In hindsight, Taylor wasn't sure where it had all went wrong. Sure, the ceiling fan...

Pale grey eyes glared hatefully at the encroaching…. abominations. Teeth bared in response to rumbling snarls and bellowing roars, the Mage-Warrior letting out a responding battle cry as a metal clad hand lashed out, serrated red metal extending to rend rotting flesh from- A gasp sounded as a...

1 - Falling Leaves First, there was filth. Then, there was gold. And finally, there was something rather different. Taylor slammed her hands against the inside of the locker, screaming for someone, anyone, to let her out. Conscious thought had fled entirely, all that was left was an animal...

A/N: Once again I greet you with something I created. This time we are visiting a different fandom. This one will be a shorter fic (hopefully) and I posted this part to force myself to write more under peer pressure! : ) I hope everyone has a nice week and have a happy reading! Crossposted from...

You are at the age of.. [] 12 [] 15 [] 17 [] 18 ..and you remembered the one time you rejected your father, affectionately named "Papa Louie", when he requested you to join him on his journey to become the greatest chef and food-related business man in the world. However, it was.. [] After a...

So apparently you're legally obligated to make one of these if you start writing worm fic. I wish someone had told me sooner. Kidding aside, I wanted a space like so many others have to explore ideas that I don't intend to flesh out into a full work. So the iconic (and dreaded) snippet thread...

Daichi "Leet" Asano Brockton Bay April 15, 2011 It was an accident, you know, we weren't exactly planning to do what we did. We were just trying to show those Undersiders how a man really robs a bank, with costumes, tinkershit, gamer-fueled energy, and smiles. After that time Geoffrey hit the...

"would you like to be adopted by Danny Hebert?" I blinked. Adopted? Danny Hebert? What? - "what?" my words mirrored my thoughts, well, it mirrored one part of my thoughts, the rest just sounded farfetched enough that I couldn't even parse them appropriately. Since when I was thrown for...

Diamond In The Rough Arc 1: Dimension It Chapter 1 November 18th. Quonehtacut, east of New Haven. A little white sedan drove down Quonehtacut State Highway 1. The sunset at its back, reflecting off the rear-view mirrors, orange light setting the autumn treeline on either side of the highway...

Weeping 🢕 🕷️|🦊 🢗 It was surprising how quiet everything was, now that the rain had stopped. No rumbling of cars passing on the fractured, unnavigable streets. No chatter of locals or tourists either, with everyone focused on leaving the city. None of the attractions and advertisements for shops...

March 12, 2010 You had triggered, it was the truth, you got powers. "How are you feeling?" Markus asked, he's your best friend, having met him when you were 4 years old. Markus also triggered, couple months ago, he didn't tell me how he trigger, I didn't ask because he didn't ask mine...

Brockton Bay 201' On a field of desolation, bird sounds, and a great swab of fog, a sound of horse's sprint could be heard as a figure goes over a hill..galloping an invisible horse with someone behind it running along while banging coconuts. "Woah there!" A closer look at the figure shows a...

Thirty years ago, the world stopped making sense- that's what everyone says anyways. The way things are is all I've ever known, so I couldn't really understand. The day my world changed was completely different to all that, but hopefully I don't sound too pretentious thinking it felt similar...