Jotun Love: PrologueJotun Love: Prologue11 months ago in Romance More Like This
You were on your way home from work when a black van pulled up in front of you, you looked at the van curiously and quickly pulled out your phone scared that whoever was in the van might kidnap you, you were about to dial 911 when a man got out of the van, he had an eye patch and wore a black coat.
“No need to call the Police, we are the good guy’s ____________, I’m Director Fury…” He said.
You just looked at this man curiously.
“We need you _____________ to go under cover; since you’re a professor of Norse Mythology… you know most about Asgard than any of my people…” He smirked.
“Who exactly do you work with?” You asked.
“We work with a secret organization called S.H.I.E.L.D.” Director Fury said.
“Why would you need a professor that thinks that Asgard exists… no one believes such a thing…” She muttered softly.
“But you do, and that’s why we need you…
Joel x Fem!reader part 1Joel x Fem!reader part 13 months ago in Romance More Like This
You watched the cashier check out all of your canned food, thousands of water bottles, hundreds of first aid kits, ammunition, bows and arrows, and much more.
"Wow ma'am, this is a lot of stuff your buying."
You shrugged and pulled your full wallet out.
"Who knows, maybe starting tonight a zombie apocolipse may accure, you never know."
The cashier laughed and finished checking out everything, you paid the cashier and left to go home. You placed an elbow on the car door while driving back to your house.
'But... what if it were true, something doesn't smell right.'
You thought while pulling up to your house and into the garage. You closed the door and walked inside your house.
"Mom, Dad, I'm home!"
You called out while placing your keys on the table while taking your jacket off, you heard shuffling and groaning from upstairs.
"Oops, must have woken them up."
You let your hair down from its tight ponytail, retching up your shirt and unclipped your bra. Letting out a relieved sigh,
ClockworkOrnstein disliked the silence around him, expanding the room until its limits were unreachable in one lifespan. In time he had discovered those were the hours his heart was closest to stopping, it was the time he was motionless enough to make others believe he was dead.Clockwork3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Others? How long has it been, my friend, since they last came here? How long, again? Thou art gone, for such a long time as well...
But he would never be able to completely be killed, condemned to stay in the silence for just another thousands of years.
Ornstein's heart would just keep on ticking in its mechanic cage, calm as the clock it was. In ancient times, as a scientist was lured to their lair by the seductive presence of the treasure, it had mattered. The feeble human's word were long forgotten, his body withered and decayed by now. In death, he had stopped the analysis, in death, they were all the same. They would approach as a renowned person, a famous artist in their own line of business... once th
Descent into the Void: Chapter OneDescent into the Void: Chapter One2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Loki: Descent into the Void
The Winter Solstice had fallen on Asgard, and as such there had been much merriment in the past days. Every night without fail, a banquet would be served in the Great Hall of Valhalla and everyone was welcome, peasants and royalty alike, to come and partake.
It was a joyous time, when stories were told and ale was guzzled to the point of extinction.
The festivities were that of legend. Every man, woman, and child was happy within the warmth of Valhalla, save one.
This particular man walked through the deserted streets of Asgard, with only one thought on his mind. He had to get away. . . He had to leave, for the sake of all those merry-makers, and his sanity.
The man had no idea where he was going, but it didn't matter, as long as he got away from the person that had caused his pain.
Loki stood at the edge of the city of Asgard; his shoulders bared high in the blizzard, despite his low spirits. The sense of betrayal filled him to the brim, making his hands sh