Dark - Dark Verse“Ven!” Terra called when he saw Ventus approaching him on the cliff. It was too dangerous for him to be out here, the darkness too strong. It was best that he stayed indoors with the others.Dark - Dark Verse38 minutes ago in Drama More Like This
“Terra,” Ven replied, as Terra raced over to him.
“What’s wrong? Is Aqua alright?” Terra asked, fear gripping him. Ven shouldn’t have left the house and if he shouldn’t of left the house the only reason for him to have left is if something bad had happened.
“Nothing’s the matter. Aqua’s fine, stop worrying,” Ven replied smiling lightly and Terra relaxed slightly.
“Why are you here then? You know you shouldn’t leave the house,” Ven shrugged in response to Terra’s question. “Come on Ven there has to have been a reason.”
“I don’t know, I just couldn’t stay there anymore you know? Had to get out and see something other than its walls, thought I’d come see what you we
Crash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes C30Chapter 30: Moments TogetherCrash and Spyro, A Friendship Across Lifetimes C3056 minutes ago in General Fiction More Like This
IT had been about two weeks since Spyro and Crash had saved the Dragon Realms from Gnasty Gnork, and his life certainly changed afterwards. He had earned the respect and admiration of all of Artisans. And Spyro thought it was bad being the only purple Dragon. He had even been interviewed a couple of times. He became tired of explaining what happened over and over, lying about what happened to protect Crash’s privacy. Flame’s annoying personality had been replaced by one of admiration and jealousy, not a good combination. Ember truly had a reason to love him now. Though now her flirting had changed somehow. It was at this point that Spyro new she truly loved him, and it started to become harder and harder to push her away. The constant rejection was wearing on her. He was breaking her heart, but what was he supposed to do?
Spyro’s only reprieve from the attention was his secluded spot where Crash was currently living. Spyro
BEN Drowned x Reader Part 1You slumped in the back of the police car as it sped towards the station, siren wailing. Of all the dumb things that could've happened, you had to get arrested. It wouldn't be for the first time, but you were still pretty pissed. How incompetent could your gang get? For God's sake, even the greenest trainee knew not to smuggle drugs in broad daylight!BEN Drowned x Reader Part 11 hour ago in Romance More Like This
In the city of Hyrule, there were numerous gangs, many of them comprised of adolescents, but yours was probably the most infamous. The Skull Kids had been operating for seven years now without being broken up by the police. With you as their leader, they were pretty much indestructible. No matter how many times members were captured, they always got on their feet again. That is, until today, when you and some of your new recruits had been caught delivering illegal substances to your clients.
You shook your head in disgust. You were only there to supervise, seeing as it wasn't a very important job. But apparently someone had anonymously to
FallOn the twenty-first of Elient, Jarlaxle lays underneath a maple tree, looking up into its reddening leaves without a care in the world. The mercenary has many plans for the day, most of which involve enjoying the Autumn Equinox to the fullest. How he loves fall, loves all of the seasons, in fact, for such changes are not known in the Underdark. Yet autumn is perhaps his favorite, especially when it gloriously brings vibrant colors to the World Above.Fall4 hours ago in Drama More Like This
He holds up a hand over his face, squinting against the orange-dappled glow of sun through the leaves as it paints his coal-black skin a rich mahogany. In that moment, his hand does not look as if it belongs to him, or to a drow at all. Jarlaxle whimsically imagines himself in the body of a human, a considerably tanned and swarthy human. Like one he spent many years traveling and adventuring beside.
It had been a similar day in autumn, though later in the season, with the wind carrying the first of winter’s chills. All the leaves the