Assassin's creed black flag x Siren! ReaderAC black flag x Siren! Reader.Assassin's creed black flag x Siren! Reader1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warning: this Series will contain Assassin's creed 4 black flag spoiler's!
There will be separated ending's. Swears and the such.
When you were a little girl you always listened to stories about "Mermaids" or rather Siren's as their called.
How they came to be and how they weren't real or actually were. You would stand by the tavern straining to listen too the pirate's talk about these half creature's.
Siren's were told to be beautiful creature's a woman's upper half while under the waist a dolphin's tail with fin's of many shapes and sizes would be there instead of leg's.
Siren's also had the most melodic voice's any would... could ever hear and could draw any man near to either take the life of a guilty man or grant a wish of one who was innocent.
But how can you tell?
Well it's said that Siren's were made by women being thrown over board by men in the middle of the ocean if caught and let them drown while other men would sta
Levi x Reader-The Monster Within Me (Part 1) Humans are such odd creatures.Levi x Reader-The Monster Within Me (Part 1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
They readily ride off to their deaths by following another's command. You always watch their struggles from affair from your favourite tree. Yet, you can still see everything so clearly. Today, they begin the process like they usually do. They create a loud ruckus from the gates, screaming that this time will be the time that they return in triumph. This changes nothing, you know that they'll return with fewer members. The smiles gone from their faces and replaced with horror.
Titans are such odd creatures.
They eat the odd humans, with no need for the nutrition. You cannot understand why they do it, is it to cure their boredom? You seek to find out, always following the humans from the treeline. The Titans always get to them, in the end. Ripping humans apart, spilling their pretty red blood all over the ground. You wonder if it hurts, it must for they scream loudly in pain. Sometimes, they even beg to the Titans for them to le
Hunger Game Oc ProfileHunger Game Oc Profile3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hunger Game Oc Profile
Here's is another Oc template profile kind of thing for your Hunger Game character.....so enjoy.
Date of Birth:
On the Field:
Family & Relationships
Air Gear - Mary Sue TestWarnings: I tend to curse alot. Also, sarcasm. Crappy english, deal with it. SPOILERS.Air Gear - Mary Sue Test4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Trick 01: The Name
1. Is your character named after you? Yes, that includes every single name of yours. (+4)
2. Does your character have more than one first, middle or last name? Without reason? (+1)
3. Is your character's name an unusual spelling of a more common word or name? (+1)
4. Or a noun / adjective not normally used as a name? (+2, another 2+ if it's raven, shadow, angel, devil, wolf, sparkle, sky or neko/cat/kat.)
5. Is it something you made up? (+2)
6. Does the name contain unnecessary hypens, apostrophes or punctuation? (+2)
7. Does the name describe the character's personality? (+1)
8. Does your character go under another name? (+1)
9. Did they choose their name by themselves? (+2)
Trick 02: Appearance
The Hunger Games OC TemplateThe Hunger Games Tribute MakerThe Hunger Games OC Template5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Appearance (be descriptive!)
Personality (three words isn't a freaking personality!):
Strengths: (No more than 4)
Weaknesses: (No less than 3)
Weapon of choice:
Special Skills: (These are things that they do well that might make them stand out from the other tributes)
Reaction to reaping:
Interview Angle: (i.e. aloof, flirty, dangerous, mysterious, etc.)
Training room strategy:
What skill did they show to gamemakers?:
What kind of score would they get? (be realistic):
Way of death?: (How would you like them to die?)
Other: (Anything else you want to add?)
*EDIT* This is for anyone and everyone to use. Please leave me a comment if you used it! I'd love to see your OC!
I kissed a boy XII ENDWhen Gerard had opened the door he had been met by a shrieking Elena and andI kissed a boy XII END7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
a stressed out Monica.
She stretched out both her little hands towards him with a bright smile. He returned it and lifted her up
in his arms holding her tight for a while before kissing the top of her head.
"I've missed you a lot" He breathed and sat her down, his eyes a little watery.
She cracked a big smile showing off all of her white, nubby teeth. I wondered if they would stay small
I stood behind Gerard not to interrupt the reunion, but when she spotted me she ran over to me and clung to
"Frank" She exclaimed with her high pitched voice, pressing her face into my knees.
I bent down gave her a hug, grinning.
Monica was leaning awkwardly against the wall watching us with her arms crossed.
"El, Can you go put this in your room?" She asked holding up Elena's backpack with Mr. huggle's head sticking out.
Elena nodded and grabbed the backpack with both her arms and left the hall
astrology.i lost my cigarettes today whileastrology.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sparing kisses to too many witches
with apastron blackberry tongues.
& like the scattered stars of scars,
saturn's rings whispered secrets
to the telescope eyes of these strangers
cradling galaxies between lovely bones-
( their fingertip heat
knowing nothing of intermissions. )
Lifrasir Wars : 01Lifrasir Wars : 015 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is an old version of this work. I am leaving it up simply because it has been featured many times and I don't want to break the features links. Please visit the link in the artist's comments to view the most recent version of this story. Thank you for your support.
"Camus said that the only true function of man, born into an absurd world, is to live, be aware of one's life, one's revolt, one's freedom. He said that if the only solution to the human dilemma is death, then we are on the wrong road. The right track is the one that leads to life, to sunlight. One cannot unceasingly suffer from the cold. [ ]The track he followed led into the sunlight in being that one devoted to making with our frail powers and our absurd material, something which had not existed in life until we made it." - William Faulkner on Albert Camus.
The Massacre at th
House of Life OC TemplateBasicsHouse of Life OC Template4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Following the path of
Blood of the Pharaohs?:
General magical capabilities:
(Something that explains everything well, but doesn't overdo it.)
Doctor Expert on Child Development (BrucexReader)Doctor Expert on Child Development (Bruce x Pregnant! Reader)Doctor Expert on Child Development (BrucexReader)7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Looking down at the filaments in your microscope, you were suddenly startled by a kick coming from your swollen abdomen. You sighed, swinging your body away from the counter and looking down at your growing middle. You had just hit the twenty four week mark and it was starting to show. Trailing your fingers across your skin, you received another kick, gaining a giggle from you in response.
"He should be able to hear that now," you mused, thinking about how your son might be reacting to your laughter.
"(y/n)?" You turned to see Bruce, your husband, standing in the doorway with a smile carved onto his face.
"Yes, Bruce?" You answered back, swiveling your chair towards his direction.
"I got a surprise for you, that is if you can walk," Bruce joked, walking towards you and holding out his hand.
"I can walk just fine, Bruce," you retorted, getting up on your own accord, "Now show me."
"Not yet! It's a surprise," Bruce smirke
FoxholeDearest Ella.Foxhole3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Excuse my handwriting, for I am in an uncomfortable position as I write this. Please take the time to decipher what I have penned down because it is of the utmost importance. You see, Ella, I am cowering in a foxhole. Every few seconds, a shell will land and spray me with dirt and shrapnel. I cannot hear anything but the earth-shaking thunder of explosions, and I cannot see anything because my head is pressed close to the dirt, for fear that a stray chunk of rock or mud will take out my eye. I am waiting to die, you see, just like everyone else in this God-forsaken country. Waiting for that mortar round with my name on it to whistle down from the sky, fall into my little trench and blow me to kingdom come. There is nothing to do, but wait. Wait for that shell.
I wish I could tell you I am brave. I wish I could tell you I am fighting for my country. But I am not. I am not a savior, or a liberator, or a symbol of freedom. To the people of this country, I am the represent
Forgiveness (Clint x Coulson)Barton watched Phil work from his perch in the expansive duct system in the Helicarrier, smirking to himself as he heard Natasha searching elsewhere for him. The archer was still avoiding Coulson after the whole Loki incident, not wanting to face the onslaught of guilt that he knew he would feel. So he just started to watch the man from afar, always hidden as Coulson went about his days with the knowledge that Barton was watching him.Forgiveness (Clint x Coulson)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Barton, you can come down you know.” Phil spoke as the night shift started, filing some papers as the archer debated quietly before dropping down from his spot. Phil looked up from his work and offered a smile, getting up when Barton was looking everywhere else but the agent coming towards him.
“Don’t…” Phil frowned softly as he gently cupped Barton’s face with a soft sigh, pulling the man close for a sweet kiss. Clint froze for a moment before hugging Phil close, sighing deeply as the two parted and pressed thei
MatryoshkaMatryoshka5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
kangae sugi no messēji
dare ni todoku kamo shira nai de
kitto watashi wa itsudemo sō
tsugi hagi kurutta matoryoshika
zutsū ga utau pakkēji
itsu made tattemo hari wa yoji
daremo oshie te kure nai de
sekai wa sakasa ni mawari dasu
ah waresō da
kioku mo zenbu nage dashi te
ah shiri tai na
ano ne motto ippai matte chōdai
karinka? marinka? gen o hajī te
kon'na kanjō dō shiyō ka?
chotto oshie te kure nai ka?
kando ryōkō 524
furoito? keroido? ken o tatai te
zenbu zenbu waracchaō ze
sassa to odore yo baka tamari
tende yōchi na te o tatakō
waza to madotta chōshi de hora
kitto watashi wa dōdemo ī
sekai no ondo ga toke te iku
anata to watashi de randebū? randebū?
ara ma ton detta abanchūru?
ashidori yugan de
ah hakisō da
watashi no zenbu uke tome te
ah sono ryōte de
uke tome te
ano ne chotto kīte yo daiji na koto
karinka? marinka? hoho o tsunette
My iron blood flows...My iron blood flows...My iron blood flows...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My iron blood flows lika a black river over the cold dust of the ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present like the curse of the Lord himself.
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus (Bruce X Reader)I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus (Bruce X Reader) (One-shot)I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus (Bruce X Reader)9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh my! Look guys! It's Santa!" you yelled to your kids as you opened the door. They came running to the door from the living room, their faces full of excitement.
"Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas." Santa said as he entered the home. Justin coward behind you as Maggie ran to Santa and gave him a hug. "Hello Maggie, and how old are you this year?"
"Five!" she shouted.
"You're getting so big!" Santa grinned underneath his beard. "And what about you Justin? How old are you this year?" He shied away, not answering.
"He's three, gonna be four on New Year’s." you answered for him.
"Well a happy early birthday to you." Santa continued smiling.
Soon the celebration went on into the living room. Santa gave out gifts, an Elsa doll and costume for Maggie, and a toy Harry Potter wand and costume for Justin. Then Santa had to leave, waving goodbye as he went out the door.
"Alrighty, time for bed." you said as you motioned your children to
Bleach: Looking for a FightAt the beckoning of light streaming through the window, Grimmjow reluctantly awoke with a groan. This was, indeed, a situation he was not used to. Blinking away what grogginess he felt, the Espada sat up on his elbows and took a look at the sleeping form next to him. He mused a moment, thinking about the events of the night prior.Bleach: Looking for a Fight7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Looking for a fight, the blood-lusting Espada had entered the material world with the intention of starting a fight with his favorite punching bag. It was nothing, trying to find the redhead. When he did, he carelessly kicked in the glass window, which littered Ichigos bed and floor with shards and splinters. The redhead was anything but excited to see him, and even less pleased at the method of Grimmjows entrance. Ichigo had yelled; Ichigo had cursed. Yet, it didnt go further downhill. Somewhere in the middle of his taunts and Ichigos complaints at his broken window, the situation derailed. In just a few quick moments, the two went fr
Unexpected, Chapter 1Do not like slash? Then do not read, it's as simple as that!Unexpected, Chapter 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This story is Jakeward. Or is it Edcob? Well, whatever it is, it's Edward/Jake. Enjoy!
I let out an irritated sigh as he walked over to Sams house. They, as in, all of the La Push wolves and the elders, had invited the leeches to OUR reservation to discuss the treaty. I, thankfully (or unthankfully?) had just discovered my roots, as Dad liked to call it and could therefore go to the stupid meeting. Yay. I was really curious to find out what we were going to change about the treaty, though. I mean, wouldnt we meet them on the boarder of the reservation? Bah. Whatever.
Heeeeey, Jake! Embry shouted, grinning. Nice to see ya, kiddo! He pulled me into a noogie, making my ponytail fall out.
Embry, I whined, grabbing the rubber band off the floor. Dont call me that! Im only a few months younger than you!
Embry grinned, look
AAO/Doctor Who: The Signals of Chicago: Part 1WARNING: (several actually) DOES contain Mpreg (well it would as this is based on Loosescrappers fan comic Against All Odds, sooo BLAME LOOSESCRAPPER, IT'S ALL HER FAULT!) so just to let you know, you've had fair warning.AAO/Doctor Who: The Signals of Chicago: Part 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Second, I will be using both British and American English in the narration. but Lance and Pietro's dialog will use American English and the Doctor and Donna's dialog will use British English, though they will use some American words.
Also, DOES contain some bullshit science Doctor Who is well known for.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who and everything associated with it belongs to the BBC (except for the daleks, they belong to the Terry Nation Estate, but that's besides the point).
Lance Alvers (Avalanche) and Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) belong to Marvel.
Everything AAO belongs to Loosescrapper.
The villains of this story however, belong to me.
Oh and just to let you all know, Lietro is going to be the only pairing in this fic. The Doctor and Donna are just friends like in the
Creepypasta X Reader Intro"I think this is the right place..." You murmured to yourself as you knocked on the door.Creepypasta X Reader Intro2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Coming!" You heard someone yell and before you knew it you were pulled inside
"Hey (y/n)!" Your friend Nicole smiled
"Hey..." You looked around and saw people and creatures you knew as "Creepypastas" in the room partying.
"....the hell...?" You murmured
"You remember them right?" Nicole asked you
"Yeah...I remember..." You replied
"Good! Now c'mon!" She grabbed you by the hand and ran with you into the crowd.
"Oh god..." You said to yourself
RosesYou love too much, I am told by a man with a briar heart, thorny sinews and collapsed ventricles bearing down on him, hardly beating in his tight chest. He looks at me with flat, slate eyes, chipping and eroding. His hands are dark with cigarette burns and rough with calluses; I feel them on my shoulders as he looks down at me, face collapsing in at his eyes like a dead man's.Roses3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
For the first time, I realize he is dead. His briar heart dried up when winter killed his rose; my father, he is all thorns.
He squeezes my shoulders, too tight. You look like your mother, you know, he whispers, eyes shifting to the garden, to the yellow rose I planted for her. It is a rambler, sending shoots to the sky that sink back down. We never gave it a trellis. I loved her too much. And there are tears in his eyes, wet, heavy things that slip down his cheeks and on to the grass below us.
I don't know what to say, so I think of the rose, of her. I think that I'd like to send this
(Maximum Ride) Iggy x reader(Maximum Ride) Iggy x reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Maximum Ride) Iggy x reader
Your name is _________. You are a freak technically you have wings like the rest of the group. When Jeb took everyone out of there he also took you. You, Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel grew up together in the school. You and Iggy were really close and still are before he was blind, so he knows what you look like.
We were all at the house on the mountains and nobody was up except _________. You decided to go sit out on a tree branch outside the house at like 7:00am. About 3 hours later you hear people in the house walking and talking. “Hey guys does anyone know where __________ is
:Forbidden- Ch 3::Forbidden- Ch 3:3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm going on my jog!"
I zipped up my sweatshirt, as I thumped down the stairs, coming face to face with my mom at the last step. Her arms were crossed and her eyes were fixed on me with a stern glare.
"You're not going to meet up with that emo kid again are you?"
I exhaled with aggravation as I recalled the occurrence that happened a few nights ago. I had lied to my mom about who I went out with and got home late, causing my parent's suspicions to rise and their trust to diminish like leaves in the wind. It was difficult now to even take a step onto the front porch without them sticking their noses into my business. It was more annoying than anything.
"You know I go for a jog every Sunday morning," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Nothing about that has changed. I jog to the city, visit the music store, and jog home."
She stood there for a minute, her hand to her chin, as if contemplating on whether she should let me go or not.
Unconventional, But Unique (StevexTonyxReader)You looked throughout the hallways of Stark Tower, searching endlessly for your boyfriend of many years. You'd consulted the entire team except for Steve on his whereabouts, simply because you couldn't find Steve either. They both had been rather distant lately and none of you could understand why, and when asked about it they just shrugged or laughed it off. But now you really needed to see Tony and talk with him about things Pepper had pleaded with you to convince him to do, and you felt extremely sorry for the poor woman, so you agreed.Unconventional, But Unique (StevexTonyxReader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
After checking all of the usual spots you had resorted to every single area in the Tower. Jarvis was not responding to you, and you were starting to believe it was under Tony's word. You couldn't understand why, but you had your theories. Well, theory. Tony had found out Pepper had