Lalkarz PROLOG by Eo NagisaPROLOGLalkarz PROLOG by Eo Nagisa2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zbierało się na burzę. Stara znachorka od rana zmagała się z uciążliwym łupaniem w kościach, które utrudniało jej codzienne czynności. Mieszkała sama, w chatce na skraju puszczy, za towarzystwo mając jedynie wychudzoną kozę i kilka kurczaków. Nie posiadała rodziny, ani dalszych krewnych. Przez lata spędzone na odludziu zdążyła zdziczeć i przejąć nawyki nieprzystające kobiecie. Była dokuczliwa jak pasożyt i natrętna niczym mucha. Czasami, w chwilach refleksji zastanawiała się, czy nie powinna wziąć uczennicy na termin. Kiedy znachorka do reszty zniedołężnieje, będzie potrzebowała pomocy przy najbardziej błahych czynnościach. Kto zastąpi ją w wiosce, jeśli zmorzy ją choroba? Na szczęście podobne przemyślenia nie trwały z reguły długo.
Xull'rae FactsXull'rae Facts9 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
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Description: Xull'rae is a beautiful drow and does her best to display these qualities. While arrogance and fashion play a major role in her appearance, it is obvious that Xull'rae takes care of herself well. Most drow woman care only of the beauty they have, while Xull'rae splits her priorities between that beauty with fitness and strength. The hour-glass figure is not a concern; she has the perfect portion of soft and firm that give her the look that is sleek and supple.
Truly believing her face to be ugly, Xull'rae is far from it. She has smooth, tight skin the color of smoke, many find her too light skinne for drow which under light has purple or gray undertones to it. (She has freckles but uses makeup to hide this fact) Selective breeding has given her proud cheekbones, a plush bow-shaped mouth, and a nose that compliments her face with its long shape, giving an air of majesty to the slight rounding shape of her face.
The oddest part of Xul
Makoto Tachibana X Reader : S u r p r i s e sMakoto Tachibana X Reader : S u r p r i s e s4 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Huh?” You raised your eyebrows, questioningly, and held your hand out in front of you, watching as droplets of rain began to collect. “It wasn't supposed to rain today, was it? Makoto?,” you asked, looking around to locate the gentle giant who had previously been by your side. After a quick moment, your [e/c] gaze found the brown-haired boy taking shelter underneath an awning of the closest building, but you stayed where you stood, looking up to have the raindrops fall down onto your face, a refreshing feeling.
“[N-Name]-chan! You need to get out of the rain, or you'll catch a cold!,” he scolded you, his emerald-green eyes showing signs of concern. A small feeling of guilt washed over you for making the caring boy worry about you and a small pout formed on your lips. You walked towards him with your head down, shoulders hunched over, sulking.
When you reached him, however, you lifted your head to reveal a mischievous grin, before grabbing his hand a
Hang on! Hold me! Makoto x Reader - Chapter 1Hang on! Hold me! Makoto x Reader - Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The New Student
“I AM SO LATE!!” you shouted, running down the streets as quickly as you could. Your short, straight, chin length hair was now a complete mess as you turned the street. You began running down the stairs, hoping to see the school you’d practiced walking to for the past week since you moved here. You hadn’t met any of the students of that school during that time, so you were incredibly nervous. It was half way during the school year when your parents had decided to move here and enroll you in a different school. You’d left your best friend from your previous school due to your father’s work, and your mother had finally landed her dream job. Both were so busy now that you rarely saw them. So you had no choice but to settle yourself into your new school.
Finally you approached the school gates. The students had just begun filing into the building to get ready for the day. You quickly jogged inside, carrying your school case in y
We Were SoldiersYou'll never hear me say that there's glory in war.We Were Soldiers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is ugly, it is painful, it is frightening...
But I know, in my heart;
Deep within this soul born of freedom.
That what I do, at times, is a necessity.
It is nerve-wracking, most days,
Knowing that when you wake up you may not make it home.
But still I am proud,
Because of what I have managed to achieve.
And tonight; I hope that you're proud of me,
Because I'm sending a hundred of my boys home.
I just wish that I was joining them this time...
Island Paradise- Mer Makoto X reader CHP 3Island Paradise- Mer Makoto X reader CHP 33 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rain drizzled down from the sky. I hadn’t left the tent all day. The weather forecast has said nothing about it raining; it was meant to be sunny during our stay. Seijuro was outside making sure things were covered. He was still busy taking notes under a sheltered.
I let out a small sigh. I really wanted to go down to the beach and see them again. Seijuro had told me no, he wanted me to take a break from seeing them. I was bored and had nothing else to do. I picked up one of Seijuro’s sketch pads and started flicking through it. The pictures were incredible. I stopped on one. It was of Makoto, Haru and me talking. I laughed at Haru’s expression; he must’ve been glaring at Seijuro when Seijuro was drawing. Makoto was watching me a lot of interest while I talked.
I put down the sketch pad and crawled out of the tent. The rain ran down my face, Seijuro looked at me.
“Where are you going?” He as
So You Want To Date My Mom Ch. 5 KillianHenry's hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked down the docks looking for the Jolly Roger. It wasn't where he and his family had docked it when they'd gotten back from New York but that didn't really surprise him. If someone stole his ship he'd move it when he got it back too. Luckily for him though it didn't take very long to find the spot it had been moved to.So You Want To Date My Mom Ch. 5 Killian2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello? Captain Hook," Henry called as he scanned what he could see of the deck from his spot on the docks. He hadn't thought of it before but what if he wasn't there? He couldn't just go around town looking for him. Luckily his fears were put to rest when the pirate in question peered over the side of the ship.
"Ahoy there! You're Swan and Baelfire's boy, Henry, correct," Killian called in response as he looked the boy over. He could definitely see the familial resemblance. But what he couldn't see were the lad's parents. And since he doubted that either of them would let the boy visit him unaccompanied that meant he was he
Chapter 1 - I think I like YouThe Hound did not know who was behind the jape, though a few names came to mind. He was certain it began the day he and the other members of the King’s entourage arrived at Winterfell. Sandor was well accustomed to people staring at him, be it in disgust, horror, or amazement; a freak show to be gawked at.Chapter 1 - I think I like You2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Northern folk, unlike their southron counterparts, were less troubled by his burns and more curious to his person. Sandor presumed it had much to do with being raised in such a harsh environment. His grandmother often spoke of the North in loving tones, but she respected its merciless cruelty as well. It took a certain sort of character to survive the unforgiving land; yet these people did just that, and they made it a home.
Unfortunately, not all the northerners were so respectful.
As soon as he arrived in Winterfell, Sandor found himself under the attentive gaze of Lord Stark’s eldest daughter. Often when she believed he was not looking, Sandor would catch the young
SH - Echoes of EvensongFor a very long time John Watson had feared sleep.SH - Echoes of Evensong3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So often he would wake in a cold sweat with the echoes of nightmares screaming in his ears, or lurch awake in a panic as his body confused simple rest with returning to the coma from which he had barely escaped.
He took to drinking lots of coffee, forcing himself to remain awake for as long as possible until he balanced on the brink of exhaustion before crashing over into unconsciousness. It was not as restful as sleep but it kept him sane and it kept the nightmares away.
It took several months after he had moved into 221B Baker Street to change that.
Three o'clock in the morning and he was padding down the stairs, eyes half lidded, steps shuffling and irregular.
He needed a cup of tea.
A light was on in the kitchen.
Sherlock's skinny frame was swamped in John's oversized towelling dressing gown. His own one had been badly stained in an experiment and so John had loaned him his.
He was stirring a cup of tea.
One of two.
Wordlessly he t
SH-The Ghost of Covent Garden2"John?"SH-The Ghost of Covent Garden23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sleeping man didn't stir.
A hesitant moment, then a gentle shake to the shoulder through the quilt. "John?"
Sherlock sighed and ran his hand through his hair, lowering himself to sit on the side of John's bed. He was always reluctant to wake John up He'd had to administer his own awkward, tentative brand of comfort to the man in the traumatised aftermath of a nightmare much too often to take for granted the undisturbed sleep the man did have Nevertheless, he was tingling with the need to move and he'd implode from sheer frustration if he had to wait for the man to wake naturally.
So he decided to try the, admittedly slightly dishonourable, but sure-fire method of waking someone up.
He hauled the end of John's quilt up and tickled the man's bare feet.
The doctor lurched into consciousness with a yelp and a thrash, staring up at Sherlock with a bleary, bewildered face.
"Oh good, you're awake." Sherlock said, cheerfully, deciding to feign obliviousne
BBC Sherlock - A Good ManLestrade lived on his phone. He'd be the first one to admit it.BBC Sherlock - A Good Man3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was always reluctant to lend his phone to people. Partially because of his phone's practical value. But mostly because of one number in his contact list.
Most of them he was fine with. But this one made him unaccountably nervous.
He knew he was being irrational, his motives for having the number in his phone really were completely pure.
However, his line of work made him automatically distrustful of the kind of man who had the number of a thirteen year old girl in his phone who wasn't family.
Originally, after he had had to scrape Sherlock off the floor and take him to hospital, he had attempted to contact Sherlock's big brother. He knew Sherlock had one and that he was some bigwig in the government.
Imagine his surprise when a slender, dark-haired girl of thirteen with curiously familiar eyes turned up in his office.
Upon opening the door and finding her in there he had frozen in shock.
" . . . Can I help you?"
Osananajimi 1 (Tachibana Makoto x Reader)Osananajimi 1 (Tachibana Makoto x Reader)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(h/c) = Hair color
Note: There's other areas where you select a certain phrase to say, etc.
You were suddenly in an old park, your conscience was slowly coming back.
You scanned the area, wondering what was happening.
There was a slide that imitated an elephant, and swings that had colorful seats.
The monkey bars were striped in light shades of pink and blue.
The playground you were seeing seemed to be a place where many children would play at.
Unexpectedly, though, no one seemed to be here.
Where am I..?
This place is really familiar.
You look around the park a little more to try and find the cause of this nostalgia you were feeling.
Far ahead of you was a sandbox.
Two children were playing in it, a girl and a boy.
Your eyes widened after a sudden realization in who that little girl was.
Hey- That's me!
A younger version?
Seems like when I was six.
I'm playing in the sand with someone.. A boy?
Woah, his hair is so soft, it's getting blown by the wind so
Heart of a Soldier [Levi x Insomniac!Reader]Heart of a Soldier [Levi x Insomniac!Reader]5 months ago in Drama More Like This
In times of war, a soldier possess no time to grieve over his fallen comrades. In the heat of battle, a warrior cannot afford to stop and grieve over the lost and departed. It is not until the quiet of sleep or the peace earned from a long struggle do the memories weigh his tired mind and wrestle with his bruised emotions.
2:30 AM, and [Name] engaged in such a battle. She counted the grooves in the stone ceiling. She listened to the sorrowful moan of the autumn wind rustling the bare trees. The tired rays of the pale moon glowed behind dark, billowing clouds. She figured a storm was brewing. She perceived the calm breaths of the slumbering soldiers in the darkness. Despite the serene setting, every time she closed her heavy eyelids, her mind reeled through memories of her childhood, those grueling days of living in poverty, rejected by society. She remembered her first encounter with the Titans, those first few weeks of agonizing training in which her body nearly broke from the strain.
7. Heaven (Makoto x Reader)Together, Makoto and I walked along the park hand in hand.7. Heaven (Makoto x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Let’s go sit over there for a while, okay?” He pointed to a hill slightly farther off from where we were. I nodded and continued on, enjoying the peaceful silence that rested between us.
We reached our destination and began to advance up the fairly steep, grassy green hill.
“Gyaa!” My foot slipped on a particularly muddy spot and before I was about to tumble down like a rag doll, a pair of long, strong arms reached out and grabbed me.
“(Name)! Are you all right? Did you get hurt anywhere?” Makoto frantically asked with worry written all over his face.
“I’m fine. Relax, Mako. I just slipped.” He gave me that familiar warm smile of his and pulled me closer. He leaned down to my height and rested his forehead against mine.
“Be careful next time. I don’t know what I would do if something were to happen to you.”
“Yes mother~” I jokingly teased
AC - InvictusAC - Invictus4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Tell me, Malik".
"It's dawning. We should go".
Two powerful bodies hit the gate with all of their strength. The hinges moaned in pain, the iron collapsed to the ground.
"Such a rusty old lock" Altaïr smirked. "How idiot of them".
"How lucky for us".
"Oh, come on".
They laughed softly, enjoying the last glimpse of their lost happiness.
Altaïr's hazel eyes shone in the darkness.
"Are you sure of this?"
Malik smiled softly.
"I've made my choice, brother" he answered, lifting his gaze to the ladder. "I once swore treason is something I'll never know. The last thing I want, thereby, is to die for it, and even when I am guilty of nothing".
"Executed by our brothers" the other spat. "I'd never beg for it, really. But here we are".
The stone floor of the tower was colder than usual, but the sight from there was as beautiful as ever. The first sunbeams lit the mountains all around, bringing a pleasant warmth in their hearts.
"Look, Altaïr" M
Say FarewellSay Farewell5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the tears that once fell,
And the thoughts that used to dwell,
As I won't be joining you in hell.
You're the one I wish to see no more,
The one who watched my teardrops fall,
The one who laughed as I hit the floor,
And left me alone to crawl.
You were killing me with the microphone,
The vocals, well they had me thrown,
I was dying but I was in the zone,
You were sending me off to the unknown.
Looks like yours could kill,
Torture and torment until,
I'll appear lifeless and still,
Your intent will clearly fufill.
But if there's one thing I've found,
It's what goes around comes around,
So watch out for that sound,
The gun shot, the fall to the ground.
Time to turn off the rock N roll,
Sex and drugs killed the soul,
The whisky and the wine stole,
The sanity left, that kept you whole.
Nagisa x Reader - kids together - DrabbleNagisa x Reader - kids together - Drabble2 months ago in Romance More Like This
Life itself is the most wonderful fairytale of all.
-Hans Christian Andersen-
They’re wrapped in a thin blanket like a little burrito, the warmth of one another’s affection providing enough heat for them to stay toasty in the arctic feel of the night. Her knees are drawn in towards her body while his legs are awkwardly splayed around her form. They don’t care what it looks like with the close cuddling and the restrained hand gestures. They’re willing to love, any enduring and endearing relationship will do.
Her arms are tucked into her body while his are trying break the burrito they’ve made. He’s easily excitable and remarkably tough to break. He’s the type of person who is persistent in his quests, and consistently happy. People like him are precious and are to be held dear to the heart. You don’t get many people who are this committed and motivated.
Rin Matsuoka x Tsundere!Reader - 'Libretto' Ch. 1Hello! This is that Rin MatsoukaxTsundere!Reader fic I promised a while ago! School got in the way this week, so only got this little snippet done, but I planned for the next few chapters too!Rin Matsuoka x Tsundere!Reader - 'Libretto' Ch. 11 year ago in Romance More Like This
So basically, Reader-Chan is a tsundere, a common anime archetype where the character acts a little violent and rough and protects their small, squishy feeling within. I had this idea a while ago and decided it would be super fun to write. Reader-Chan is also a student at Iwatobi High, yet her father is the music teacher at Samezuka. Reader-Chan is studying music, and can play a mean "La Foila". Basically, my love of violins got into this, even though i actually play piano. Sorry for the uber long foreword, but here we go!
It really was an unfortunate location for a girl’s bathroom, all the way up on the thir
plot prose Iplot prose I3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"They left us here," Emily explained, folding her arms and rubbing them slightly against the damp chill of the draughty old house.
Her companion's eyes shifted uneasily around the room. She knew the pattern well. He checked the exits firstthe front door, the windows, and then glanced warily into the darkness of the adjoining rooms. When he was satisfied they were alone he checked the exits again, to keep sure it stayed that way. While she admired and appreciated his thoroughness, she felt a twinge of sadness for him. What kind of life had he lived if he was constantly glancing over his shoulder? Was he ever care-free?
He caught her frowning. "Try not to look so disappointed that you're stuck here with me."
"I-" she stammered, snapping out of her thoughts. "I was thinking about-"
He laughed abruptly. "Oh sure. You don't have to hide it. I know you're right thrilled."
She wasn't, but she wasn't about to admit that to him. She was stuck with him in more ways than she'd really been c
blue.her eyes are like the sky,blue.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her hair is like the clouds.
no one laughs at her when she makes a joke.
no one smiles when her bare feet
hit the blacktop
and the sidewalk cracks.
and all the world's her grayscale, the only color
a musty shade of blue
strung in her hair.
and she thinks of her first memory
as she lets go of the balloons in her hands
and they rise as she falls and screams at the world that everything will become a picture
in a history book one day.
her lips are melting ice
and her cheeks are dead and pale.
her hair is wet
her eyes are lost
her hand, once clasped
around a wispy lifeline,
is now limp.
she floats like an ethereal
spread across a dream
that drags her to the deepest ocean
How to Annoy Kakashi Hatake!How to Annoy Kakashi Hatake!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1) Tell him to stop staring at your ass (funniest if you're a boy).
2) Seduce him and steal his book while he's vulnerable.
3) Read the first page of it and call him a pervert, throwing the book at his face.
4) Say that you think Gai is cooler than him.
5) Draw a face on his mask.
6) While he's taking a shower hijack all of his masks.
7) Give him poorly drawn Yaoi featuring him and some absolutely random character for his birthday.
8) Ask to do his hair.
9) Cry when he says no.
10) Repetitively say "Please" In different voices until he says yes.
11) Dye it lime green.
12) Take his pants...or underwear if you prefer, and sell them on eBay.
13) Sneak into his room and blast Screamo while he's sleeping.
14) Steal all of his bedroom furniture and watch from a distance as he wakes up and gets an epic "WTF?" face.
15) Call him a pedophile for butt poking Naruto.
16) Tie him to a tree and spoil the ending of Icha-Icha Tactics for him.