drunk // [ levi ackerman x reader ]drunk // [ levi ackerman x reader ]9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Wohlan Freund! Jetzt hier est ein Sieg! Dies ist der erste Gloria!"
Levi groans and pulls his covers to his face. His attempts at trying to shut out his phone's blaring ringtone are futile as his steely eyes slowly slide open. He narrows his eyes at the phone vibrating and loudly singing on his bedside table. The teenager ungracefully throws his arm on the table, fumbling with his hand until he feels the grip of the phone. Bringing the phone to his face, he squints from the almost blindingly bright light that the device emits. Levi doesn't bother to read the caller ID before pressing 'accept' and putting the phone near his ear.
"It's two fucking a.m." he deadpans.
He is greeted by a loud background noise consisting of shouting, glass, and obnoxious music. Then an overly cheery tone nearly blasts Levi deaf and he winces as the girl practically shrieks into the phone, "Levi! I'm so glad you picked up! You're a saint!"
Crucified Christ, he thought, his mouth turning into hi
Baby!DeanxHunter!Reader:CermaicAngels/RockingChairThunderclouds raged outside with violent sentiment, the air vibrating with electric sparks. A back window, bursting open to allow solemn autumn leaves to sweep through. The entire room is putrid, the carpet festering at the edges and the linen folded in puffs of dust. One can hear the scattering of mice through the walls. On your knees, eyes closed you whisper an old prayer your great-grandmother use to say:Baby!DeanxHunter!Reader:CermaicAngels/RockingChair1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Angel of God,my guardian dear,
To whom his love commits me here,
Be thou always at my side,
To love protect, guard and guide.
That age-old fluttering of wings greets you. And before you stands a trench-coated individual, a stranger now from times past. His baby blue eyes glassy with tears that smear his gaze with melancholic grime. His tie undone and his shoes caked in red mud.
"Hello Castiel," you barely whisper, a gentle smile residing on your face.
"(Name), how are you?" for once the angel actually sounded forcefully polite.
KHR fanfic: Colour of rainShe watches the blue flower in the vase by the window.KHR fanfic: Colour of rain4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's fresh and the clear water sparkles in the early morninglight, a breeze plays with the curtains and it seems as if the flower shakes it's petals in the wind, ridding itself of the heavy burdens and worries of the night.
"It's the colour of rain, kora! Like the both of us."
A small warm feeling spreads in her chest and she pushes the duvet of and leaves her bed.
"Idiot. Rain has nothing to do with me."
Her eyes fall on a smooth grey sphere on her bed stand. Something black is writhing itself inside. Like the last shadows from a sleepless night, it's trying to escape the light. A dull worry slowly engulf the warmth she felt just a moment ago. It's her small piece of night to carry; her burden.
It truly was a long time since the calming feel of rain had come from within.
She sighs and turns her gaze to the window. The blue flower dances in the wind
SuperWhoLock Head CanonSuperWhoLock Head Canon Made By My Sister and I (This will get updated if we think of more, which we probably will.)SuperWhoLock Head Canon4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sherlock and Dean hate each otherDean is jealous of Jack because Jack can get all of the hot girls that reject DeanCas and The Doctor are BFFsSam and John are the research departmentJack will not give up until he successfully seduces DeanSam thinks the above is hilariousCas finds Jack’s immortality fascinatingSherlock will never believe in demons, ghosts, or monsters, no matter how much proof he is shown.Dean has gotten lost in the TARDIS many timesDean refuses to stop hitting on Amy, no matter how many times she tells him that she is married and won’t cheat on RoryThe Master, Moriarty, and Lucifer are BFFsThe Doctor and Sam are BFFsAmy and Rose are BFFsRose, Molly, and Jo like to go to the movies together and hang
Homestuck RantI do not like Homestuck. Anyone who knows me on here knows how much I loath this comic. I hate it, I hate the insane fans, and I HATE having it shoved down my throat.Homestuck Rant4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Now before you get up in arms about this let me say something first.
At one time I considered reading it and I actually did read it eventually when a friend of mine, who actually is not a friend anymore, suggested I should. Well I did read it. I read a LOT of the pages. Over 1000 or so. I started out with the trolls because "it's not good until you reach them". So I started reading from there.
Edit: As of November 9th I have read the comic from the beginning... yeah still boring.
I can say this... I didn't see what the big deal was. Most of the time the characters would sit in their houses and chat on the computer. Oh every once in awhile something would happen but it wasn't all that interesting. To be honest the only character I liked was Terezi even if she is rather crazy. The comic, to me, was rathe
Saviour Chapter 1 Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that belong to Tolkien, that would be a contradiction of terms.Saviour Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The door to Legolas room bust open with a loud bang. Legolas dropped his book to the floor and leapt to his feet, out of his chair. He relaxed when he saw who it was. Estel, what are you Are you well mellon-nin? The young man was trembling, pasty white, and his eyes were red and wild.
No, no I am not, the human choked.
What is it? A hand on his shoulder, Legolas gently guided his young student into the room. Please, sit. The human rejected the offer, and went to stare out of the window. Talk to me.
I can not, said Aragorn. His face was tinged with a cool emerald glow from the trees at the window. I can not speak of it now.
Legolas paused for a moment, but Aragorns back was rigid. He could not tell whether the tension was from distress or from anger, so asked, Why
Saviour Chapter 12It was dark, but Legolas was not tired. The moon was full above them, and it was so peaceful out in the middle of nowhere, with no one to ever interrupt them, no one to ever pull them apart. He had thrown his robe over Aragorn to keep him warm, but the human had kicked it down so that it only just covered his waist. Carefully, Legolas traced a finger down the curve of his lovers back, up to his shoulders where Aragorns head was pillowed on his bag.Saviour Chapter 127 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The soft curls were splayed out on the leather sack, and Legolas could not resist playing with them, just a little bit. Not much more than two months had it been, and passion soared at so many moments. But Aragorn insisted that they keep it secret, and Legolas was quick to concede. This was theirs, it did not matter if Erestor and Glorfindel knew, they would never tell or treat them differently, but it was a secret that would keep Aragorn and Legolas warm every night, as if they were not kept warm enough by each other.
Regret - A Dean X Reader One ShotThe Impala came to a stop, stirring Sam from his previously peaceful sleep. He rubbed a hand over his eyes and looked to his older brother.Regret - A Dean X Reader One Shot2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Where are we?”
“Maybe if you hadn’t been sleeping for the past four hours you’d know!” Dean joked, sliding out of the car. “I’ll be right back.”
Once his eyes adjusted to the light Sam started to recognize their surroundings, and a frown pulled on his lips. He watched as Dean disappeared into a flower shop.
When Dean entered the brightly decorated store, the woman behind the counter flashed him a friendly smile. She looked to be somewhere in her forties, and had curly brown hair. “Hi there!”
“Hey.” He smiled.
“My name’s Jackie! Is there anything I can help you with today?”
“Uh,” he ran his right hand through his short hair and sighed, “I need to buy some roses.”
“Yeah, that’s what most guys who come in want.” Sh
Saviour Chapter 2Aragorn could not believe where he was. This beautiful woman had swept him off his feet and into her room. And her bed. It had, frankly, been the most amazing thing he had ever felt. But he had woken up feeling as if there was something wrong. There was not though, but he had dreamed and not of Arwen. He had dreamed of Legolas, and that kiss, over and over again.Saviour Chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When he had woken, he thought at first that the slim body he had his arms around was Legolas, and that thought had made him smile unintentionally. Then the wrong feeling had set in. How could he feel that? He had just made love for the first time, to a woman, and he was thinking of Legolas. Not long after though, Arwen had opened her heavily lidded dark blue eyes and looked into his, and calm had washed over him. Everything was fine, and perfect, and he was loved.
Good morning, lover, Arwen said, leaning over, and planting a kiss on Aragorns mouth. Then she frowned and drew back, It is light. What
Saviour Chapter 3Cantering, pushing his horse as fast as he could go, Aragorn could only hope that Legolas would halt at nightfall. As soon as he was out of Rivendell, he left the path and headed into the wilder parts of the forest surrounding his home. Once before, Legolas and he had visited Mirkwood together, and had gone through the bush rather than following the path to keep any enemies off their trail. It was practice, Legolas had said, for when they reached Mirkwood and had real enemies to avoid. Aragorn assumed that Legolas would take the route again. Only last time they had been on foot, trekking through. This time, Aragorn had his horse, and he could see the marks of where another horse had ridden through, snapping twigs, a catch of dark hair on a bush, hoof prints leading the way he intended. Who else would it be but Legolas?Saviour Chapter 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
However, there was a problem with pushing his horse at such a fast pace through the forest. The trees were too close together for them to gallop, the ground was uneven s
Saviour Chapter 11Aragorn woke feeling warmer and safer than he ever had felt before. It was bliss, feeling himself in anothers arms, held securely not too tight against the persons chest. It took a moment for remembrance to flood him, and then Legolas. The name was a breath of delight even in the humans mind. Everything about the moment felt right, and almost heavenly. He could feel Legolas chest move behind him as the elf breathed in and out, and the soft, warm breath on the back of his head.Saviour Chapter 117 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Every nerve tingled at the feeling of Legolas hot skin against his, moulded along Aragorns back, and the arm over his chest. Only the cold metal of the pendant Legolas always wore marred it. Aragorn noticed with a start that his and Legolas hands were intertwined, and carefully he unlaced them.
There was a soft snuffing noise as Legolas shifted behind him, distracted by Aragorns movement. As slowly as he could manage, Aragorn turned around to study the elf. Hi
Being MeI'm the girl you find in the libraryBeing Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one who's hiding her face behind the book
Because I'm scared to show my true self
You see me in the halls
Sandwhich between my friends
So I don't get lost
I'm afraid to be different
Scared no one will understand
That this is who I really am
So I'll continue to hide behind anything I can find
Waiting for someone to see me
And show me the way to being free
Saviour Chapter 6Aragorn heard the involuntary scream and, although it had been very brief, he knew in an instant that it was Legolas. Wheeling his horse around, he said, Go, Salile, go. That was my friend.Saviour Chapter 67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They cantered and weaved through the trees, towards the source of the sound. Aragorn could only hope that they would be able to find the elf in between the thick groves of trees. Abruptly, Salile reared under him and twisted to a halt. A blonde and two brunettes lay face down in front of him.
Legolas! Aragorn exclaimed, swearing as he leaped down from his horse. He noticed the deep pit that his horse had swerved and stopped to avoid, and he made sure to keep his gaze away from it. He knew that what he would see would be unpleasant and he had the more important matter of Legolas to deal with. He carefully climbed down from his stallion and moved towards the blonde elf. He paused for a moment, frowning. Surely, this was not Legolas. Why had he screamed? How had he screamed? The
Saviour Chapter 4The huge gates to Legolas Mirkwood home were intended to be intimidating, but for Legolas they were a welcome sight. After eight days of riding Legolas was exhausted, dirty, and feeling rather alone and depressed, although that wasnt much of a surprise. The dark, winding, heavily concealed paths through Mirkwood had an effect on people; they suppressed any happiness, made travellers paranoid as they got accustomed to constantly watching for some danger or another, and inspired hopelessness.Saviour Chapter 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But now, Legolas was back home. When the doors were opened to admit him, the guards recognised the younger prince and bowed deeply. A young elf standing in attendance offered to take Hanoni to the stables, and Legolas accepted the offer with a smile of thanks. He would visit the loyal horse later with treats, after he finally took a bath.
Having requested food and hot water, the Prince headed up to his rooms. As he was unpacking the few personal possessions he had decided to take with hi
Saviour Chapter 5A sunless summer dragged past, and turned into a cold autumn. Aragorn brushed the wood and brick dust from his hands, and stood back to admire their work. The long weeks had been spent renovating the homes of the Dúnedain in the settlement, so they would be secure and whole during the winter months, when the Dúnedain would be sent out on patrols for the first time under their rightful captain. Their wives and children would be staying at home, and their houses had to be secure. There would be no men to help them with repairs.Saviour Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is perfect, he said, more to himself than anyone else.
I think it needs a coat of paint, said a voice behind him, and Aragorn spun around, hands on hips.
It does not, Aragorn told his mother. It is fine.
It is my house and I think it should be painted, argued Gilraen, mirroring Aragorns stance, feet planted wide to show she wasnt about to budge.
Tough naneth. We do not hav
Saviour Chapter 7It was an impatient wait for Aragorn whilst Legolas slept. He had come here to apologize to his friend, to make up with him. Hed also come to say that friends was all they could ever, would ever be. Now, though, it seemed he had been banned from doing that. He wasnt allowed to discuss his feelings. Eventually though, Legolas azure eyes fluttered open and met his with a delighted smile that set his heart aglow. Already he was looking better, healthier, a warm flush in his alabaster cheeks, and his eyes were bright.Saviour Chapter 77 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You are still here, Legolas said, sitting up to look around at him. His smile faltered for a moment, his face forming a grimace as he moved.
Here, let me help you, Aragorn muttered, holding out his hands, but Legolas shook his head.
I am fine. The elf forced another smile onto his face, and though he was sitting up, he leant back against the pillows again. The colour that had been in his cheeks had drained away.
Saviour Chapter 8The snow fell around him in flurries, clinging to his hair and clothes, biting at his exposed skin. Hanonis dark mane was littered with white flakes. Almost there mellon nin, he murmured to her. She snorted, her hot breath making clouds in the cool air. Ahead of him, Legolas could see Imladris: its towering white sculptures cold, but the warm firelight spilling from inside was more than inviting.Saviour Chapter 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They crossed the freezing cold river, the droplets spraying up like tiny daggers, but they quickly arrived at the other side. Rapidly, Hanoni picked her way down the paths up to the maze of a house. Stable boys and guards met him, but he shook his head. I will take her, but if you let the Lord Elrond know that Prince Legolas Thranduillion has arrived and wishes to see him.
Of course my Lord, said the guard, before the group left Legolas to settle the horse down. He brushed her down, sorted out her stall and found her rich oats, before deciding to sit a
MoonMoon4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The moon is my guide
It shows me the way
It watches over all who sleep
And all who, in the dark, come out to play
Pale white light shines
lighting the path lovers go
Dark shadows shift
Nightingales sing low
Faeries of the night
pass on dreams under the ghostly glow
As Cynthia gleams
Wolves howl as she shines
For this is their prayer
Then as the sun begins to rise
The Moon dissapears from its blazing eyes
It shall return come what may
We only have to wait
Till the wolves begin to pray
SuicideYou called me up,Suicide11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
down the phone,
you said you'd taken some pills,
and didn't want, to die alone.
Is your life,
that messed up,
you had to take steps,
to make it stop?
I cried to you,
to call 999,
you said you couldn't listen,
to voices other than mine.
your voice sounded weak,
fighting for breath,
the silence was noticeable
as if i was deaf.
The streets of heaven,
are already full tonight,
full of souls,
souls of angels,
souls like yours,
souls of people,
whose life ended too soon.
has brought nothing but pain,
upon this world.
If you don't come back (BBC Sherlock Reichenbach)If you don't come back (BBC Sherlock Reichenbach)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Roses are red,
Your scarf was blue
Please come back
Or I might jump to
My New Pokemon team~My New Pokemon team~4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Allie the Buizel. Female. Brave Nature. Somewhat of a clown.
Myde walked down the long road as she came across a small lake. She smiled and grabbed the water nymph's Pokéball and released Allie. "Neh, Allie do you wanna play in the lake with me?" The girl asked as she smiled down at the small weasel Pokémon.
'Are you kidding me? I'd love to go!' Allie chirped happily at her trainer. The teenager took off her clothes to reveal her blue swimsuit and she placed her bag next to her clothes as she dived into the lake she came back up and giggled at her Pokémon.
Allie dove in after Myde and splashed her trainer who smiled back at her.
Kevin the Machop. Male. Bold Nature. Somewhat jealous.
The trainer was taking a short break in Floaroma Town resting in the flower fields when a wild Drifloon laid next to Myde. Kevin popped out of his Pokéball to play with his trainer but only to find she was asleep and petting the Drifloon.
'Hey! That's my trainer. Get away f
Theme Park FieldTheme Park FieldTheme Park Field3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Swiftly as a river ever flowed,
humans head down a plain, scentless road.
On that gray, they make their lives less dark,
or so they think on that road so stark.
They come to a place called a theme park
thinking they'll be happy as a lark.
Some of them act like they would have died
without going on a theme park ride.
I know my boredom can be healed
within a serene, breezy field.
I don't need an expensive pass
to relax on some nice, green grass.
Here, it is quite easy to find
many a breeze on which my mind
can ride in many different ways
before sliding down nice sun rays.
Those humans are all racing clocks,
but that means nothing to this fox.
They deal with when a park will close
and try to fight time as it flows.
Yet look, no locked doors or barred gates
block this field any times or dates.
This is another kind of park
where memories may make their mark.
Noseboop PoemNoseboopNoseboop Poem6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A ball of fluff, fuzz, and energy
dashes in circles. The center: me.
Though I laugh, I hope the small Missy
doesn't end up making me dizzy.
However, although she was wired,
the Pomeranian gets tired.
I soon witness the very last whirl
of my darling little canine girl.
As the small, dizzy dog comes to rest,
I spot more cuteness in that fur nest.
It really should be against the law
to not adore each cute little paw.
I feel my eyes happily tearing
looking in the fur jungle clearing.
That pretty face with black nose so small.
That's the feautre I love most of all.
That black nose is such a simple thing,
but it's better than a diamond ring.
Diamond rings can't lovingly nuzzle
like the precious thing on that muzzle.
I lift the one whose love has been shown
and press her special nose to my own.
I do not need a platinum hoop.
I'd rather have this special noseboop.