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Good Guy

Jake stumbled out of the alley, splattered with blood and speckled with gunpowder. A bit of the blood belonged to him, but most of it had been stolen from the mobsters a few blocks away. Jake would argue that they had stolen the blood from others in the first place, and if he was able to donate this blood to a bank, he could consider himself a modern-day Robin Hood. Maybe with a squeegee… Turning his head, Jake looked at the street he'd wandered onto. A convenience store's lights still beckoned, though the crackling noises indicated the impending death of a few letters. Aside from that, the street was as dead as any other in this neighb

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Literature

Good Guy

Jake stumbled out of the alley, splattered with blood and speckled with gunpowder. A bit of the blood belonged to him, but most of it had been stolen from the mobsters a few blocks away. Jake would argue that they had stolen the blood from others in the first place, and if he was able to donate this blood to a bank, he could consider himself a modern-day Robin Hood. Maybe with a squeegee… Turning his head, Jake looked at the street he'd wandered onto. A convenience store's lights still beckoned, though the crackling noises indicated the impending death of a few letters. Aside from that, the street was as dead as any other in this neighb

Featured

59 deviations
Literature

The Queen and the Soldier

Arlen took a deep, frosty breath, watching it dissipate into the air. Stepping forward, he braced himself for the onslaught of cold that struck him. The frost cracked noisily beneath his feet as he gingerly crossed the lawn. He looked up at the breathtaking Victorian estate with fearful awe. Those who knew nothing of the woman who dwelled within would compliment the house on its quaint atmosphere. However, Arlen knew far better than that. Other Winter fey watched with morbid curiosity as Arlen approached the door. They moved like shadows across the lawn, invisible to any human who passed by. Scorning them, Arlen knocked firmly on the door, h

Arlen and Freya

8 deviations

Rami and Sasha

12 deviations
Literature

Good Guy

Jake stumbled out of the alley, splattered with blood and speckled with gunpowder. A bit of the blood belonged to him, but most of it had been stolen from the mobsters a few blocks away. Jake would argue that they had stolen the blood from others in the first place, and if he was able to donate this blood to a bank, he could consider himself a modern-day Robin Hood. Maybe with a squeegee… Turning his head, Jake looked at the street he'd wandered onto. A convenience store's lights still beckoned, though the crackling noises indicated the impending death of a few letters. Aside from that, the street was as dead as any other in this neighb

Superheroes

4 deviations
Literature

If there's a rocket...

November 6th. Nana sat at her table, sipping some coffee, staring blankly at the vacant white chair before her, as if waiting for someone to sit down on it. She didn't have to wait long. Minutes later, she saw Kathy staring back at her with that stupid grin on her face, and rubbed her eyes furiously.

Nana

6 deviations

Miscellaneous Stories

18 deviations

Writing

50 deviations
where you are

etc.

2 deviations
you are my sunshine

Scraps

2 deviations