Blader Thrym never meant to get into trouble, but it always seemed to find him. So when he is offered a chance between allowing his trouble to bring shame upon his family or enlist in the einherjar, thereby restoring his honor, Blader chooses the latter. Each incoming einherjar must prove themselves worthy to join the ranks of the finest warriors, those belonging to the Reborn Cosmos' High King Baldor. The rite of passage, the Reenactment, sends all the new recruits into a reality that is a remembrance of the old Nine Worlds, of the worlds before Ragnarok, in order to test their courage, strength, honor, cleverness, and combat skills through a series of trials. The stakes are life and death. Only those good enough to survive have what it takes to be an einherjar. But the wolves are beginning to sneak out of the darkness and talk of conspirators is increasing. When allegiances are called into question and suspicions of the Reenactment's effectiveness to select the best recruits for the einherjar start spreading, Blader must do his best to both survive and hold to the values he prizes. He will have to pull on everything he ever learned about his reality's past in order to have any sort of a future in his world. Cover created by @CelticWarriorQueen17

Mon nom est Violet Mercer. Quand j'avais quatre ans, j'ai regardé mes parents mourir. Quelques semaines plus tard, je fus marquée et expédiée avec un tas d'autres enfants vers mon nouveau destin ; être entraînée et éduquée pendant dix ans jusqu'à ce que je sois vendue à quelqu'un d'autre en tant qu'esclave. Je traduis cette histoire avec l'accord d'Earthstone, l'auteure.

❝Do me a favor, Wynona Benoit: tell me that unselfish deeds exist. Be careful though, because I'll start to believe in the world again if you do.❞

*UNDERGOING EDITING* A year after the incident with Loki, the Avengers are assembled once again. But, this time, there is no crisis- at the moment. There's a new recruit at S.H.I.E.L.D, or a 'prisoner' as she calls herself. She's a complete mystery. They have no idea how powerful she is or where she's from; she's not in any system of any computer they've searched. It's almost like she'd never existed before they'd found her. But, someone out there, besides the Avengers, knows of her existence, and after receiving a series of bone chilling threats, it's apparent that this someone will stop at nothing to end it. (All Avengers characters belong to Marvel. This story is for entertainment purposes only). [Cover art by JohnlockedIn221B]

how are you still suffocating me? you're dead. you killed yourself. [ this is a story about me experiencing the suicide of someone close to me ] (lowercase lettering is intended)

BECAUSE WE ARE MORE THAN THE SUM OF OUR PARTS. [74 POETRY]

we are the broken//we are the corrupt//we are the shallow #54 poetry (2/23)

[BOOK TWO OF THE PHANTOM TRILOGY] It has been two years and five months since Fycon City's flesh was seared by silver, leaving it a graveyard of charred bones and empty streets. Two years and five months since the League was smothered. Two years and five months since Captain Steve Rogers lost the woman he had begun to love. The Avengers thought the threat had died with Quinn. In reality, it was just the beginning.

Six word stories to fill in your thoughts. highest rank: #1 in Poetry

WATTY AWARD WINNER OF 2015 - #JustWriteIt Challenge ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ The hero of her dreams was too bad to be true. ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ Villain Academy; where all the psychotic teenagers are trained to be the world's best villains. Try being the baddest of them all when the Puberty Truck is smacking you in the face--repeatedly. It's a hard time for young, attractive villains who haven't reached eighteen. And you'd think they already have enough to deal with when their worst urban legend fear appears: The Hero. So isolating evil-minded, puberty-hitting, aggressive teenagers into a confined brick building may not be the most intelligent choice of mankind. It was inevitable for there to be one hell of a problem. And that problem was me.