A Deal And A HandshakeA Deal And A Handshake4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Snapping awake in the dead of night, I hear him. He's calling to me again but the tone has changed. What a wonderful voice; soft and melodious like a song. Its not even real. Its in my mind.
Nonetheless, I go to him. After looking into the abyss for too long, something has finally returned my gaze.
Still partly in a dream state, a small scared voice screaming in protest, I dress quickly and leave out the back door with the distinct feeling that I'll never return again, at least not the same.
A colossal force is shifting on my behalf. Its cold intellect throbs like clockwork in my skull.
The wind is breathless with anticipation and sentinel oaks and other trees are like ink paintings against the icy sky. I don't know why I'm listening. It is a bad thing to do. The old me wouldn't approve. But its...so wonderful. Surely something that puts off such soothing vibes doesn't deserve
Brothers: Sherlock x Reader x Mycroft (part 3)Mycroft’s eyes were fixed on you as you gazed at the stone floor of the kitchen. Sherlock leaned against the wall surveying the situation. Nobody spoke, you all stood in perfect silence then all hell broke loose.Brothers: Sherlock x Reader x Mycroft (part 3)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“How was I supposed to know you knew each other?”
“You don’t own her.”
“I can what I please.”
“If you actually spoke it would have made this a lot easier.”
“How come I never noticed?”
Each of you started talking at once, not listening to the others. Casually you leaned against a wooden chair and looked between the two brothers both of whom were silently fuming. Unable to think of anything to say you pulled your hair back and secured it in a ponytail. Sherlock unbuttoned his coat and loosened his scarf whilst Mycroft remained motionless.
Clearly he was annoyed that he had not noticed your connection with Sherlock, the small frown playing across his face gave him a
Bad Memories. (Loki X Reader)A/NBad Memories. (Loki X Reader)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
This is told from 3rd person, just in case anyone gets a little confused! ^-^
In Asgard, the city was usually swarming during the day. But, today was different. The only people out on the street were the homeless. Most of the stalls were closed, and (y/n) couldn't understand why. She walked over to an open stall and smiled at the owner.
"Hello, I was wondering, why is there no one on the streets today? The city is completely deserted!" The shopkeeper smiled kindly at her. He was a fairly tall middle-aged man. Quite plump, dark brown hair, with grey streaks, and a beard.
"There's a storm brewing, some say. But, I think it's because the young princes' are returning from war any minute soon. They come right down this street to get back to the palace" He motioned towards the huge golden palace. (y/n) looked at it, her (e/c) eyes twinkling. She adored the palace. When she was a little girl, she always dreamed of living there as a princess, to marry prince Thor. She turned h
Ice - Mycroft x Reader (Chapter One)Mycroft Holmes was a busy man. He was constantly working, protecting the citizens of Britain and even though he only claimed to hold a ‘minor position’ everyone who knew him knew better than that.Ice - Mycroft x Reader (Chapter One)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Mycroft’s life was surrounded by threats so much so that on occasion he would almost fear for his life. So when it came to you, the one thing that could thaw the heart of the ice-man, he wanted to keep you separate from his work as much as possible. He wanted to keep you safe and protected and innocent from the things he heard and saw.
However that proved harder and harder as your relationship became more serious: and now, Mycroft was internally going out of his mind while he maintained a calm façade.
You should have been home an hour ago.
For most relationships this would seem controlling, but you knew enough about Mycroft’s work to understand his reason to fret about you. So the fact that you hadn’t returned home or, after checking, had actually been see
Head over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 4It had taken you a full week to recover from your injuries; especially the concussion had healed slowly. You still couldn’t lean on your leg and were bound to crutches for a while. But you were capable of thinking without a headache, so your mother had decided to send you back to school.Head over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 41 year ago in Drama More Like This
Actually you were kind of glad. First of quality time with your mother hadn’t been much fun and now you hopefully could meet Jim at school as he had written in his letter. You hoped he would be waiting because you were a week late and he hadn’t seemed a man that liked to wait.
During your week of absence, you had only received two messages of friends who had been a bit worried, but you hadn’t responded for they were both sent the day before your return.
If only they had shown you a bit more love, things would’ve turned out a lot different, but they hadn’t.
The smiley-face that Jim had drawn on your window was still there. After he had left, you’d dragged
Levi X Reader: Need [SnK]The dark, cramped space was familiar to Levi. He had been there many times before. Each time it was always the same. He could hardly move; his limbs were too heavy; his movements were clumsy and slow. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise as an icy chill crept up his spine. He wasn't alone in the dark. It started as a gentle touch. Like a draught, so light, that he hadn't noticed it before. But, now he could feel the weight of them against his legs. Pinning him to the spot. All he could do was watch as the horizon began to glow softly around him. Listen, as the air was filled with the distant ringing of the bell. He could feel the temperature rise. Feel, the sweat, beading on his forehead as the world intensified around him, until it was ablaze in red. The ringing, was now accompanied by cries of fear. The heat, unbearable. Looking down he could see them clearly. They stretched out around him, as far as he could see. Their bodies, cold and clammy, pressing upon him from allLevi X Reader: Need [SnK]7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Comfort"John, it's okay, it's alright now."Comfort3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"NOW IT'S NOT! It is not okay!"
I had never seen John so scared, so angry, so out of control. It frightened me. He was always calm, held himself back, always in control. But he wasn't as I watched him. He breathed rapidly and shallow, I could practically see his heart pounding away in his chest. He was scared stiff by what he had seen, even if it wasn't real.
"Okay John, you need to calm down," I soothed.
"NO! I just ARGH!" John yelled. He was falling apart right in front me. I needed to comfort him somehow, I just didn't know how. Feelings isn't something I know a great deal of, they'd become even more confusing since I had met John. My stomach doing strange things every time he looked into my eyes, the hate I felt for all of the women he went out with, the urge to hug him after he comes home from a long day at work burning in body, the need for him to be touching me, having his lips on mine, raging in every fibre in my body, the strange feeli
Merlin x Reader: New Year's ConfessionYou were busying yourself with cleaning Guinevere’s chambers when a familiar pair of hands covered your eyes.Merlin x Reader: New Year's Confession1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Guess who?” the warm voice said right next to your ear. You put your hands over theirs and smiled.
“Hello, Merlin,” you chuckled, twisting around to see the smiling young man. He moved his hands from your face and rested them on your hips.
“So, do you remember what tonight is?” he asked. You cocked your head in mock thought for a moment which made him chuckle. You smacked his arm and laughed.
“Of course I know what tonight is, Merlin, it’s New Year’s Eve,” you smiled before turning back to your work on organizing the desk. You felt his arms sneak around your waist from behind you and he rested his chin on your shoulder like he always did when the two of you found each other playfully flirting with the other.
“And… there’s something else going on,” you could hear the smirk in his voice an
Pyjamas: Mycroft x ReaderHe always said that emotions were weak, a disadvantage, but his current thoughts were not reflecting this mantra. He looked at you as he sipped his tea; the way you laughed, (h/c) hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, the stains littering your apron. He could read you like an open book, one look and he knew what you had for breakfast and if you had any plans for the evening. So why you of all people, how come you were causing him, the ‘ice man’ to melt? (E/c) orbs met his across the bustling tea room before focussing in on the next customer. Mycroft finished his tea and left, the genius failing to notice yours following him as he did so.Pyjamas: Mycroft x Reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mycroft was fuming. During the meeting he had been attending it had started to snow. Soon more than half a foot had fallen and he found himself unable to return home. After finding himself suitable accommodation he headed to Oxford Street to find something suitable to wear later.
You wandered happily through the store looking for the last
Levi x Reader- Remember Me Like This Your (e/c) shift from the pale white sheets towards the awaiting window. The sky is a beautiful blue today, soft white clouds roll across it gracefully. The hills look so green against the blue of the sky, you can see the trees dancing in the wind. How you long to feel that cool wind against your pale face. Birds smoothly soar across the blue canvas, how wonderful it is to be able to be that free. To not fear nothing.Levi x Reader- Remember Me Like This10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You slowly sit up, your frail body struggles to do so. You brace your hand against the window sill as your chest heaves with the effort. Sweat rolls down your face, it has already soaked your bangs. You wipe the sweat away, already hearing his disgusted "Tch". Your body slumps back into the comfort embrace of the pillow. You close your eyes and your mind goes towards him.
He must be soaring now, between the green trees. The wings of freedom dancing across his back as the scenery zips by. He must be surrounded by danger by now. Just by his stories
For Squall/Leon LoversYou were heading down to the bailey in Radiant Garden when you heard an explosion, so you took out your weapon and ran toward where you heard it. What you saw was Merlin and Cid unconscious next to a crater. You quickly ran to Merlin and shook him awake.For Squall/Leon Lovers2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When he did wake up, you asked him, "Merlin, what the happened down here?"
"That infernal technology and my magic do not go well together when I use a little too much," Merlin said as you helped him up and leaned him against the wall, then slapped Cid awake. He got up grumbling something about how much munny it's gonna take to replace whatever technological device it was. He then helped you take Merlin down to his house, where the rest of the restoration commitee was. You helped Merlin into a nearby chair and then helped Aerith with checking and curing the injuries. You were too busy to notice a certain tall man with long brown hair leaning against the wall watching you. Cid was busy explaining to Aerith what Merlin's magic had done an
Akatsuki love Fanfic. DeidaraAkatsuki love Fanfic. Deidara3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Akatsuki love Fanfiction
Today is silvester evening, that means a new year is beginning with lots of fireworks and explosions. You are excited for this evening and can't wait, 'till the party beginns. You tied to ask someone to come with you to the fireworks place. You wanted to ask Sasori first, because you had a little crush on him since a the day you joined akatsuki, but it seems like you couldn't find him anywhere. You where hoping to find an answer by asking Deidara.
"Hey, did you see Sasori anywhere?"
It looked like he wasn't very amused to hear this question from you.
He just grumbled, "Tsk, Mr. Pinocchio is on a mission or something and won't come back soon, yeah."
"Oh nevermind...", you looked down and walked away.
"Dammit, I can't go to this place alone, it wouldn't be the same without someone by my side. *sigh* Maybe next year ", you though to yourself.
Suddenly you hear Deidara ask,"Was it to ask him to join you to the fireworks place, un?".
You turned b
Moriarty x reader Chpt. 1- The BakerWe need help.Moriarty x reader Chpt. 1- The Baker1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Those were the last three words that John had ever thought would come out of Sherlock’s mouth.
Even Sherlock seemed rather disgusted by the notion, but it was true nonetheless, and it wasn’t doing them any good to ignore it. He knew that there was something he was missing. He had been going over the case for days now to no avail and time was running out.
Sherlock scowled as he pulled out his phone and dialed the number of the person he despised most and waited as it rang twice before a voice answered, “This is a pleasant surprise Sherlock. But, as you know I’m very busy, I shall assume that there is a pressing reason for you calling.”
“I need to know where she is Mycroft.”
John jumped, had Sherlock just called Mycroft willingly? This couldn’t be real. He pinched himself to make sure which Sherlock noticed rolling his eyes.
“If that is all you are calling for then let me get back to my work because I shan’t be tel
Unexpected Revelations"Sherlock." John warned, stepping back, his heels clipping the wall.Unexpected Revelations3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What?" He stared at the army doctor, his ice blue eyes glinting in the light.
"I said I was sorry." John said cautiously.
"You're still angry, aren't you?" He didn't answer, just keeping his gaze on the man in front of him. John swallowed and looked carefully up at Sherlock.
"What have I told you about telling my brother things?"
"I'm sorry." John said quietly.
"Sorry won't cut it." John didn't speak, he took his hands from his pockets and tried to stand tall. Sherlock stalked around for a bit, dragging it out. He did so like his flair for the theatrical. John stood perfectly still, watching Sherlock carefully, not daring to move. He leaned up against the wall a little.
"Are you nervous, Dr. Watson?" He asked in his silky smooth voice, back to the man.
"What of it?" Sherlock carefully slipped off his scarf, then his coat, throwing them over the nearest chair, his purple shirt stretching tight over his arms
Head over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 1The workmen shovelled away the dirt, while the radio played softly in the background and a couple of them were whistling. When a classical composition sounded instead of the usual pop music the men laughed surprised. One of the guys even took a bypassing woman in his arms and tried to dance with her. The other men apparently found it very hilariousHead over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You wished you could laugh along with them when you saw everything happening through the window. The test you were making wasn't going as smooth as you hoped and you started to look at the loud workmen below.
Picture this: you were on the third floor of the school building and were trying to focus on your test, but when you couldn't remember a thing of what you had learned the day before, you started listening to the sound of your writing classmates and the loud breathing of your teacher. All these things together made you sigh deeply and automatically as if you were in need for more breath.
When the sound of the classical music reached your
Moriarty-X-Reader 8: BulletproofIt had been months since your gift exchange with Jim, and god did you miss him. Once school started back, you'd been swamped with homework. Plus you had to choose which college you wanted to go to, and whether you wanted to live in a dorm or get your own apartment. And of course there was Graduation.Moriarty-X-Reader 8: Bulletproof10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Well, at least you could text Jim.
You'd been keeping him updated on college. After all, you didn't want to go somewhere too far away from him.
'I've decided to get a flat. It's about 30 min away from here, so not far. My mom's going to help me move in tomorrow. -(name)'
'Good. Now I can finally stop texting and actually come see you. Congrats on graduating btw. Expect gifts~ -JM'
'Ok, but nothing too over the top. - (name)'
'No promises. -JM'
"This is the last one", your mom grunted as she put the beaten up, brown, cardboard box on the white kitchen counter.
You opened it. "I was wondering where my books were." You then picked the box up and carried it to your new room, a tall wooden
AssassinAssassin1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know who you are, walking alone
With that look in your eye,
And your own secret throne,
The secrets you hide,
You know that I know.
Don't know your destination,
Disgust of Assassination
I know why you're you, out in the dark,
With that look in your eye,
That electric spark,
That past that you hide,
It's no secret anymore.
Your not at all cliched,
Double blade, a maid,
Made to assassinate
I know your past, why you hide away,
The family and friends you lost,
The price you had to pay,
It's not really your fault,
Your not that alone.
You take a long time deciding,
Your striding, colliding
Your own world your dividing
I know you begged, when you were young,
In streets at morn, dusk and dawn,
To feed yourself, I know that it stung,
Scars in your heart,
Though of course you won't
Shirts : Mycroft or Sherlock x ReaderOn the particular evening in question, it would have been seen as very unwise to venture through the doors of 221B Baker street. This was because the three people inside were in a sour mood, caused by extreme tiredness. John sat in his chair with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. Sherlock sat in his chair with his fingers firmly planted under his chin. You, (Name) were sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other in a feminine sitting position but your face held utter exhaustion and anger. The poor mood shared by the three had been caused by the over abundance of cases. Normally Sherlock would have been like a child in a candy store but these cases were boring and repetitive and required very little thought. However, looking for any sort of distraction Sherlock had been dragging you and your brother John all over London for an entire month. You had all gotten minimal sleep and sustenance.Shirts : Mycroft or Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The door of the apartment opened gingerly and Mrs. Hudson dropped another two
Moriarty-X-Reader 10: BulletproofAfter you'd changed back into your casual t-shirt and jeans, you'd taken the dress and hung it up in your closet.Moriarty-X-Reader 10: Bulletproof9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"So why exactly does Jim want you to move in with me?" you asked as you flopped down onto the couch a cushion away from Sebastian. Even though he worked for Jim, you still weren't sure about him.
He slipped off his aviators and hooked them on his shirt collar. "You know that bombing at Baker Street today?"
You nodded, not liking where this was going.
"That was Jim."
Your body stiffened.
"And he's going to bomb other places too, but there's a catch. If Sherlock can solve his puzzles within a time limit, he won't set off the bomb."
Sherlock? Wait, is Jim like Sherlock's arch enemy or something?
"And", he paused to make sure you were paying attention, "he knows about your 'acquaintance' with Sherlock and that doctor."
Your eyes widened slightly as a wave of adrenaline powered fear rushed through you. Sherlock and John were two of your best friends and you cared for and respect
Why Do You Cry? - Loki One ShotWhy Do You Cry? - Loki One Shot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mitra ran down the hall as the tears streamed down her face. She had once again been screamed at for not doing an “adequate” job. She had tried hard and done her best, but it seemed that the lady she served could never be pleased. Never mind that she was always criticized for spending too much time writing and drawing. She didn’t even have much time to do any of the things she liked, but that was still too much apparently.
Mitra ran until she was in a place of the palace where she was thought she was alone. Glancing around, she sat on the stairs and leaned her head against the wall as she continued to cry. She was told so many times everything that she did wrong. She was constantly reminded of all her faults, but never once was she commended on the things she did well. And even in those rare moments that she was given a compliment, it was immediately followed by a rather lengthy dissertation of everything that was wrong with it.
-Deidara One-Shot-Deidara One-Shot...Enjoy!!-Deidara One-Shot-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You were in your room painting an elaborate flower.It was a deep red color,and its petals fanned out sort of like the end of a kunai blade.You were covered in paint of all colors...red,to start with,since that was the main color you had used,as well as various shades of green,white,orange,and gold.You were just about to put the finishing touch on your picture when you were interrupted by a loud BANG!!
You jumped abruptly,causing the paintbrush to jerk slightly and make a mark right down the middle of your art.You already knew who was responsible for the sudden blasting noise,and that certain someone was going to end up with a kunai up their...well,basically,they wouldn't bother trying to sit down for about a week or more.Snarling you burst out of your room,searching for the blonde whom was about to regret interrupting you.
Before you could go a step further,though,he bumped into you.
"Deidara..."you said,keeping your voice as level and calm as possible.Deidar
The Fear You Won't Fall- Mycroft x ReaderDigging a hole and the walls are caving inThe Fear You Won't Fall- Mycroft x Reader8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Air's getting thin, but I'm trying, I'm breathing in
Come find me
It hasn't felt like this before
It hasn't felt like home before you
I have some information for my brother. Tea at noon?- MH
Mycroft let out a heavy sigh. How had he gotten himself in to this? Years and years of nothing and then you come along and change everything in an instant. He felt like every encounter with you was just making him fall further into the hole he’d dug himself and yet he still sought you out as often as he could. It was a direct contradiction to his beliefs and a continuous source of confusion for him.
All his life he’d felt above it all, like some superior entity watching over this insignificant world- a world he didn’t belong in. But when he was with you it was like he’d been blind, the world suddenly seemed interesting and so comfortably real, and suddenly he felt at home.
How long could he keep hiding that f
Cold - Merlin x Reader One Shot‘Now remember Merlin, my niece is going to arrive either today or tomorrow, depending on how her journey goes. So I want you on your best behaviour and no funny business, got it?’ Gaius lectured Merlin just as Merlin was about to walk out of the door.Cold - Merlin x Reader One Shot1 year ago in Romance More Like This
‘No funny business, got it,’ Merlin smirked and Gaius couldn’t help but to return a smile.
Both Merlin and Gaius went about their daily work with Gaius keeping an eye out for your arrival.
Merlin was just about to go to bed and Gaius had long since claimed that you must be arriving the next day when there was a gentle knock on the door.
‘Gaius?’ a soft voice called.
He opened the door quickly to revealing your shivering form. You were drenched and seemed to have gotten in a fight as your knuckles were bloody and you had a split lip.
‘You poor thing, come inside quickly before you catch your death,’ Gaius said as he hurried you inside. Merlin stood by his door, unable to take his eyes o
Sinnerman (Moriarty x Reader)You have never quite gotten used to the unique ache of high heels, but, like many things, you're leaning to bear them. They clack as you walk down the pavement, and you hope that people walking by you can't tell that they are somewhat hurting your feet. But the lady who sold them to you assured you that you had to break them in, and they would stop pinching.Sinnerman (Moriarty x Reader)7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The receptionist of the hotel barely glances up as you teeter into the lobby, an uncertain smile on your face. He just slides a key across to you and tells you what floor to take; clearly, he has done business with your boss before.
Jim Moriarty is, of course, in one of the nicest suites in the hotel. Not the penthouse (attracts too much attention), but close. He has a taste for both the finer things and anonymity, and they don't come cheap. Your stomach feels fluttery as the mirrored lift sweeps you upwards, and you twirl to make sure you look decent. Aside from a random piece of hair that always seems to flick in the opposite dir