fan fiction
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Fantastic Fan Fiction Asks: What If Marvel's Black Panther Met The ThunderCats?
On November 9, Atlanta-based comic book maker Marcus Williams (Tuskegee Heirs) caught the nerdiverse by surprise when he posted to his Facebook page the first spine-tingling installment of a 6-part fan art/fan fiction saga, Black Panther/ThunderCats! As one might rightly expect, the followers of his feed have been loosing their $#@% ever since––and who can blame ‘em? Most Black Panther fans right now are wound up tighter than a one size fits all tube top on Power Girl.
By Paco Taylor8 years ago in Geeks
Stephen Rogers
The Avengers have assembled into their situation room with Steve leading the discussion about the current threat. There were news reports of a female using magic, stealing things around the world, always the same description: female, brunette, tight clothes, black cloak. And the stuff she was stealing? Graveyard dirt, chicken bones, banishing oil, dragon’s blood, and an Agimat.
By Nicole Cormier8 years ago in Geeks
Why I Love Writing Fanfiction
I think a lot of people talk down about fanfiction. They say it's not really fiction and consider it the lowest form of entertainment. A lot of people out there still don't know what fanfiction is and the ones that do don't talk about it so much. It's often considered a guilty pleasure or something that is sinful. Why is that? Is it because the first thing that comes to mind when somebody says fanfiction is either an Ash Ketchum harem or Harry Potter coming out of the closet or have heard about the legend of infamous fics as My Immortal or Agony In Pink. The latter inspired the banning of all NC-17 rated fics on Fanfiction.net, but many still make it through.
By Chloe Gilholy8 years ago in Geeks
Little Cap
The Avengers are fighting Thanos and his army. Iron Man and Falcon are fighting them in the air; Thor and Loki are using their godly powers; Natasha, Hulk, Bucky and Captain American are guns and hand-to-hand combat. Then we have Hawkeye with his bow and arrows, ping! Ping!
By Nicole Cormier8 years ago in Geeks
The Somewhat Successful Discovery
I woke up on a bright, beautiful morning as the sunlight shone through the window above my bed. There was a little white letter at the door to my room. My dog, Asher, must have brought it to me from the front door earlier that night. Yawning, I got out of bed to obtain the letter. The words "Urgent: Jessica's Exploration Team is Needed" were present on the back. Excited, I opened the letter and saw my bosses cursive hand writing.
By Jessica Chappell8 years ago in Geeks
The Mind of the Guardian
The future is here, and I’m one of the thousands responsible for protecting it. I’m a guardian. I die. I’m reborn. I die again. I’m reborn again. I am like a phoenix, rising from the ashes of my previous life with only one objective: to protect humanity. I must protect humanity from the countless factions of the darkness that wish for nothing more but to see us burn in the fire they leave behind, to feel our skulls crushed between their oversized boots.
By Yangy Young8 years ago in Geeks
The Mandrakes
Chapter One: The Disappearing Bin Bag Rachael Digby woke to her alarm buzzing tirelessly, it could have been going off for ages for all she knew. She cracked her eyes open and looked at the time flashing on her digital clock. 8:15! She was in the shit! School was starting in half an hour and being the first day back after the 6 week holiday she really didn't want to be the last one in. She didn't want to have to walk into the classroom late again and be the center of attention so early in the year. She just wanted to blend in and not be noticed. Rachael didn't have any friends in her class, or in school for that matter–she was what everyone called a loner. She wasn't a complete loner though, she had a best friend out of school who lived on her road called Charlotte Mandrake, but Charlotte attended a fancy boarding school far away, so Rachael would only see her best friend during the holidays. But, this being the last year in school, that would all change soon. Charlotte was a bit weird, she was very secretive, as were her mum and dad. They had kooky things in their house that Rachael couldn't even explain, but Rachael loved Charlotte's family. They were much nicer than her own family. Rachael didn't much enjoy her own family, she would much rather be at Charlotte's than at home. Rachael's mum and dad were always away on "business" although she was sure her mum and dad were just doing what they could to get away from their hermit of a daughter. Mr. and Mrs. Digby were social butterflies in every sense. They would forever be attending social events and were big in their world of jacuzzi sales–nearly 80% of their neighbourhood owned a Digby Jacuzzi. The Mandrake family certainly didn't own a Digby Jacuzzi. In fact, they didn't mix well at all with the community, which suited Rachael down to the ground. She couldn't really stand the people her own parents mixed with. Talking about Jacuzzis and tennis and blah blah blah. Rachael remembers that Charlotte's father, Dimitri, didn't even know what a Jacuzzi was. When Rachael explained what it was he exclaimed, "Ohh like a giant cauldron for people"! Rachael thought Mr and Mrs Mandrake were funny people. They didn't even own a car or a television set. And she loved their eccentricities. Their home was dark and old fashioned, like they hadn't changed their furniture since the house was built in the Victorian times. They had beautiful gas lights and candles, old leather bound books and stuffed animals. She loved it there. Her own home was a pristine, modern day, state of the art home. They had a maid and everything was up to date. But it didn't feel the slightest bit homey, especially so since her parents were away so much of the time. Rachael got her uniform on and rushed out the front door to the black Mercedes waiting on the grey slate driveway. "Hello Fredrick," Rachael said sunnily to her chauffeur in the front seat. "Good day, Miss Digby, we are rather behind this morning, but no worries, Miss Digby, I will do my best".
By Roxie Mitchell8 years ago in Geeks











