Swordplay Marth x ReaderSwordplay Marth x Reader4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Marth looked over the sleeping campgrounds, still covered with thick morning dew from the night before and sighed. The air was still and quiet as the first rays of the morning sun peeked over the large hill on which the troops had pitched their tents. Though the blinding sunlight made it difficult for him to see, Marth was able to make out a single female showdown in the distance. Surprised that anyone else would be up this early, he cautiously made his way over the figure. Once close enough to actually see what was transpiring, Marth stopped walking, tilted his head to the side and stared at you with confused eyes. “What are you doing exactly?”
“Good morning to you as well, Lord Marth. You're up early aren't you?” With a huff, you swung your sword, much too heavy for your size and weight, against a thick wooden beam. Though the air around you was cold, you could already feel your cheeks getting hot from the unfamiliar exercise.
A short poemThe light falls...A short poem11 months ago in Settings More Like This
The shadow crawls...
I see this all...
As I call...
No one hears the plea...
To save me...
So maybe I should stand...
Upon this land...
If I can't be saved...
I'll keep people from being enslaved...
I'll fight on...
From dusk to dawn...
I may fall...
But they'll hear my call...
My allies will arrive...
They will survive...
And I will be by their side...
As they stride...
I lift my sword high...
It will pierce the sky...
I will swing with might...
It'll be my last fight...
I'll make sure I succeed...
I will not recede...
I will do what's right...
It's die or fight...
Let this be written in history...
As strong as electricity...
I'll fight with my last breath...
As I kill Death...
Objection (Tango) - Loki/Reader FIRST READ THE DESCRIPTION!!!!!Objection (Tango) - Loki/Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The feelings you were experiencing when Loki turned you around and pushed his chest against your back with a quick and rude movement were not to be named. You realized you weren't going to dance the sensual tango filled with lust and love. No, this was a macabre version of the famous Latin dance. One you never dared to imagine dancing. But this also meant that you had accepted your fate, because this fling was probably the last dance of your life and with no doubt your ending.
You lifted your head a little bit and turned slowly around while pushing the Trickster away with your hand. Loki looked down at your hand on his chest and started grinning. He slowly eyed your body and when his eyes met yours, he stopped. Without any touch you stepped 2 sensual steps forward and he followed your lead moving backwards, perfectly synchronic with you. When he attacked back with three steps your way, you moved your feet in step with his. This sudden motion cau
The Trouble With Roommates, Pt One -Gabriel/ReaderIt had been exactly seven months, one week and four days since you had begun living with Gabriel. You knew, because you had been keeping track – and you had been keeping track because what kind of scientific mind didn't keep accurate records?The Trouble With Roommates, Pt One -Gabriel/Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Yes, the circumstances of your current living situation were a bit strange. Considering you lived in an apartment with an archangel, that is. Hadn't everyone lived with an archangel at one point or another, though? It wasn't like Gabriel had asked you to move in with you because he wanted to take your relationship to the next level. In fact, you hadn't even really had a relationship beyond 'Wow, I really admire you as a mythological figure, it would be a honor to stake you, sir'. That bit hadn't gone over well with him the first time you had blurted it out. He had refrained from killing you though, and you greatly appreciated that. Actually, he had basically saved you.
It was a long story, really. You had been ever so in
BatmanxRWBY Crossover Chapter 2BatmanxRWBY Crossover Chapter 210 months ago in Drama More Like This
As Ruby slept a nightmare began to form in her dreams. First, she saw a horrible looking clown. It appeared to be playing with a bat! She hated clowns she would rather die than come in contact with one. As it swung a knife at the bat the clown saw her and turned to face her. It started to run towards her with the knife gleaming from the little light there was in the room. The clown was laughing hysterically "WHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." The clown reached out and started shaking her and swinging the knife toward her.
In the far distance she heard "RUBY, RUBY, WAKE UP!" She leaped out of her sleeping bag as she was opening her eyes. Her eyes and face were wet from crying, her body drenched with fear. Weiss was standing over her with a glass of water. Yang was holding her arms trying to calm her down. Ruby said. "What happened?" Yang said, "you must of been having a nightmare. are you ok?" Blake walks by them saying." We have to get to class soon." Seeing the expression on everyones face she asks. "
HETALIA THEORY - Canada [Creepypasta]HETALIA THEORY - Canada [Creepypasta]1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Listen to this while reading:
I SWEAR LISTENING TO THIS WILL HELP SOOO MUCH.
It was a cold winter afternoon.
There sat the blonde boy,curled up against a wall,trembling violently.
"Why can't they see me?Why?"He whimpered quietly as fits of laughter erupted from downstairs.He slowly crawled out from his spot in the corner,peeking through the door only to see his parents laughing with some neighbors.He watched them intently as they ruffled the child's messy golden locks before them that had belonged to the quests.His purple eyes scanned their faces,filled with pride and joy at this boy..This boy that wasn't even their son!Rage coursed through his body as he stomped down the stairs furiously.The two adults whipped their heads only to see the child stomping down the stairs."L-Laura can you please take care of..him?"The man whispered to the brunette woman.She nodded,and stood up to
Fatal Move"Worthless."Fatal Move3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"You're not good enough."
"You'll never be."
Those were the words told to me, a sickening fairytale.
"Part of the plan."
"Part of the game."
The lies you fed me, flawlessly portrayed, exposed through facade.
What do you take me for?
A fool, a pawn?
Don't make me laugh, as you had.
I know this game in a way you will never expect
You just won't know until I've won.
Harsh words, spawn through hatred over simple thoughts
Your true self coming through in a moment of darkness, destruction.
I have you now, right where I want you and where you want me
Question remains, whom can sort through the masks and lies?
"You're so stupid."
"It makes me laugh."
"Just how dense are you?"
Lingering thoughts spilled to me.
"I love him."
"You don't understand."
"I need out."
Oh darling, your lips never cease to move.
You fire your bullets
Quickly and daftly, slicing like a knife.
I try to ignore the penetrations of my heart
As I catch your bullets, waiting to use them.
The way you portra
Nowadays. Side Ways.thisNowadays. Side Ways.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
there is more paper here than clothing
my iron is broken
the water leaks onto pages
with their own ink
it boils when it spills
my shirts are ironed dry
they and I
crave the water
the paper is indifferent
The Unforgivable Truth ~ (AmericaXEngland) ~ Ch.2The Unforgivable Truth ~ (AmericaXEngland) ~ Ch.22 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter Two: Little Belt
Alfred strolled down the short pathway leading down from his small farmhouse in Virginia.
It was a relatively new house, recently built by Alfred himself since he has been having to go to meetings in the capitol building more frequently quite a long while now.
This was because the British Empire had only become more hostile.
It was 1807 when the United States sent out the Embargo Act of 1807 to stop trade with Britain.
Now, it was the spring of 1811, and Great Britain was far from cheerful.
Alfred thought about these things as he reached the end of his driveway to pick up the daily post.
Alfred flipped open the newspaper to the large, bold printed headline.
It read "The British Are At Large." No surprise there.
"How despicable" he said out loud.
He continued reading down the article. It was all about the British impressment of American sailors. This still was nothing Alfred hadn't already known.
Basically, as an act of revenge and desperation, the Royal Navy st
Someone Like Me (Depressed!Grell x Reader)Someone Like Me (Depressed!Grell x Reader)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Someone Like Me
(Depressed!Grell x Reader)
“Stupid Shinigami…stupid rainy weather…stupid FROG!” The frog that you had just yelled at for no apparent reason just stared at you, its eyes large and innocent. It let out a guttural croak before hopping off of the lily-pad that it was previous sitting on into the deep green pond. An anime sweat-drop slid down your forehead. “Sorry, Mister Frog…it’s not your fault I’m in a bad mood.” You watched the water for a moment. After the ripples stilled you decided that the frog had either accepted your apology or was pouting underwater. As you looked up at the gray clouds looming over the horizon, a small drop of water tapped against the tip of your nose. You sighed. ‘Better get going I guess…’
“GRELL!” You shouted at the top of your lungs. You were getting tired of William nagging you, so yo
Gabriel/Reader - SeatigerIt had been ten minutes since your friends had left you alone in the apartment and you were already bored. After wiping away some non-existent dust, you were now pacing up and down the hall. The place wasn’t big, but still you had managed to be afraid of every little sound and every little movement.Gabriel/Reader - Seatiger1 year ago in Romance More Like This
After 3 months of hunting down that son of a bitch Crowley, Dean had decided it had been the right time for a short vacation trip to the beach. Sea, sand and baking people wasn’t really your idea of a relaxing weekend, but Cass wanted to see the seaside and nobody could say no to his ‘butbut-face’ and the pouting lip. Actually you and Sam could easily say no to that, but Dean ... Dean thought too much with his dick instead of his mind.
Why didn’t you like sand? That was also one of the questions that Sam had asked you while Dean had been shopping for swimming trunks with his angel. Your mind had already provided you with enough mental images of Castiel in swim
Just promise me....Promise me you will never betray me, because if so I am bound to fall apartJust promise me....8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Promise me you will never hurt me, physically or verbally
Promise me that I will not be used, abused or anything of the sort
Promise me you will be dedicated, as I have seen a lifetime too many failures
Promise me I can trust you, without someone to trust I am nothing
Promise me I can love you without having to seal the gates over my crippled, weak heart
Promise me you will not talk to me as if I am not there
and promise me that my death will not part us by you not failing me
Because I promise you I will never betray you, because I do not want you to fall apart
I promise you I will never hurt you, physically or verbally
I promise you that you will not be used, abused or anything of the sort
I promise you I will be dedicated, and I have not heard much of your failures
I promise you you can trust me, without someone to trust you are as good as nothing
I promise you you can love me without having to seal the gates
Times Like These...Times Like These...3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Caitlin slaps the baggy onto the tabletop, a proud look on her face as the small figure of a dead goldfish floats about under the transparent surface. I look up from grooming my small Pomeranian, Optimus Prime, to see the tiny, dead golden body on MY kitchen table.
"Caitlin..." I sigh, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer, "...what is that?"
"Uh-huh," I nod, allowing Optimus to flounce from his grooming and onto the floor, "And uh, is it alive?"
Nope. That single word said so casually as if I were simply asking for the time or another trivial information, not if a goldfish were alive or not. And on my table at that. I take a few steps, looking down upon the fish, it's small body limp and obviously dead. The poor things eyes stare up at me vacantly and I notice a few pieces of pocket lint floating about in the water.
"So...where'd you get him." I inquire as casually as I can when talking of the occurance of dead fish.
"The pet store."
"The pet store?" I e
Head over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 1The workmen shovelled away the dirt they had caused by planting new flowers 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 hilarious and 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.Head over Heels - Moriarty/Reader PART 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
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 th
Sherlock-Reader: Face Forewards FINAL PART That evening.Sherlock-Reader: Face Forewards FINAL PART1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“What are we doing here again?” you asked Sherlock with a sour look on your face while you looked around in the restaurant.
“Mrs. Hudson asked me to take you out, because you have been stressed out lately and after living three months with you, it has been made clear to me that you clearly adore food.”
“Yes, I do,” you mumbled angrily and gazed out of the window, “but that doesn’t mean you have to pay me dinner.”
“Oh, I’m not paying,” Sherlock said on his normal and simple tone.
“Didn’t I speak clear enough? I said that I’m not paying.”
Did this arsehole expect you to pay the dinner he invited you too? After all the food you had cooked for him? He had to be kidding or you would leave this place immediately.
“That’s because it’s on the house! For Sherlock and his date!”
You slowly turned your head and met the face of a j
Dragon Cave Story - The First Generation, P1Dragon Cave Story - The First Generation, P11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
In a strange hut sitting by a cliff face, a short distance from a cave full of dragons, there sat a table. Upon that table sat a patterned rug sewn with different shades of brown. Upon the rug sat a nest of blankets, sticks, and warm pillows. And within that nest sat three large eggs.
One egg was a dark gray in color; surrounded by a light, gray fog. It was placed in a part of the nest away from the others ensuring that it didn’t cover the other two eggs in needless moisture. The second was a dark blue and covered in patterns of a lighter shade of blue, like the breaking of waves. This one was put amidst a small pile of sand. The last one was different shades of pink and appeared like a delicate candy. It was wrapped carefully in a very light and warm towel and had small candies at its base.
Slowly, one of the eggs began to move. It shuddered, the young hatchling inside starting to awaken. It let out a loud peeping sound
GabrielxReader -The Late Shift PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION… it might make more sense?GabrielxReader -The Late Shift1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Working the late shift brought you more pleasure than it ever should have.
The crowd… unsavory.
The noise… unbearable.
The tips… terrible.
The smell… God awful.
And yet, you still chose to work those hours. Any normal person would have lost their mind, but you… well, you found yourself very sane and comfortable. Perhaps it reminded you a bit of home?
Whatever the reason, you were working the shift when you saw him. It had been a long time since you’d seen anyone at the bar during your shift that looked even half-way decent. This man… well he looked better than half-way decent to say the least.
The man hunched over his drink was blonde, his light hazel eyes focused intently on the counter. He wore an old jacket over a dark red shirt, his hand absently tapping as he took another swig of his beer.
After a few moments of internal turmoil you walked over casually,
Behind Closed Doors (Rivaille x Reader)Behind Closed Doors (Rivaille x Reader)6 months ago in Romance More Like This
The night was young and the air in the dining hall was lively. Cadets and ranked officers alike sat along the rows of benches and chattered amongst themselves over the funny mishaps of today’s training. And so, nobody gave it much thought when the dark haired captain abruptly stood after finishing his meal and stepped away from his table as he placed his dirty dishes in the bucket for the cadets to wash later. His subordinates merely bid him a goodnight as they watched his short stature exit the hall.
Rivaille walked through the familiar twists and turns of the empty corridors as most of the Legion’s soldiers were gathered around for dinner. His boots halted their movements and the captain was once again brought to the front of his office, its towering oak door was tightly closed just the way he had left it.
His pale fingers reached out to rest on the rusty bronze of the handle and his eyelids fluttered shut as he exhaled. Mentally, he asked himself just what in the hell wa
Accident-Prone - Balthazar / ReaderDate night with Balthazar was always perilous. When he had first broached the topic of having a set date night, you had rolled your eyes. How boring, you thought, how predictable. A few months into your relationship with the angel, and already you were slipping into the doldrums of routine. You hadn't thought he would be this dull. Still, you humored him because you knew it would make him smile - really smile.Accident-Prone - Balthazar / Reader1 year ago in Humor More Like This
You really hadn't been expecting your date night to be set in sixteenth century Denmark, though.
Balthazar had worked his magic on some nobles and he had them thoroughly convinced that you were the Guildenstern's, on a diplomatic mission from Norway. The two of you had the best treatment the country had to offer at the time and for once Balthazar didn't even have to lift a finger to make the night perfect. He had a well deserved rest as the two of you dined under the stars. It was all very romantic.
Until you got dysentery.
He dismissed this as a one time thing. Jus
Dusty dancing. Parent!Bobby/readerThe scent of old dusty paper and whiskey penetrated your nose when you sniffed the air of your new environment. The first seconds of this new scent felt like it was burning your nasal passage, but soon it reminded you of something you could call a home.Dusty dancing. Parent!Bobby/reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You noticed an older man sitting at the desk, staring right at you and the guys who brought you here, now standing behind you. He sighed at the sight of Dean and Sam's faces and looked at you with regret written all over his own. “Guess you'll be stayin’ here for a few days, miss.” He stuffed his nose back in his books and wasted no further attention to you or the guys.
In a normal situation, you would ask them the in’s and out’s of everything, but if it wasn't for the tremendous duo, you'd be a vampire snack by now. So, you kept quiet and stared around the room, looking for a spot to claim as your own.
Bringing you here seemed like a bad idea at first, because you'd rather be with friends and family, but i
True Yol species infoMOST IMPORTANTLY, this (both Type T and Type H and Y-MTTs) is a closed species. Please do not make your own without my permission!True Yol species info1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
To avoid confusion with the modern Yol, the true Yol will be referred to as T-Yol or Type T Yol (or origi-yols because everyone loves puns) outside of this species info.
The T-Yol are the race the MTTs assimilated before they moved on to humans. The T-Yol went extinct long before the time MTTs arrived on Earth, but for convenience’s sake I will speak of them in the present tense. The modern Yol are nothing but bare remnants of Yol genes that will disappear within a few generations.
Please be aware that the T-Yol exist in the past, several hundred years before the current MTTs and Yol, and so the two kinds cannot interact with each other.
Type T – the origi-Yols
Bodybuild – The Yol are of a slender and sleek bodybuild. They stand about 7 feet tall. They have wide hips, digitigrade feet and long, rather bulky arms. All limbs ha
Game of HeartsI lost myself in winning you.Game of Hearts8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I cared. You didn't. - Rivaille/Levi x ReaderI cared. You didn't. - Rivaille/Levi x Reader8 months ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: This FF is a sequel to my other FF which is "C-Corporal?!" but it may also work as a standalone. If you are interested, the link to the 1st part is in the description. Enjoy!
It has been 5 days. No explanation. No conversations. No interactions.
Levi has been ignoring you and you feel irritated about it.
He kissed and punished me and now he's ignoring me? What is his problem?
Your mind couldn't focus on anything you did. Everything seemed pointless. The only thing you thought about is Levi. Levi Levi Levi Levi. You've been running into people, breaking plates and glasses, tripping on the floor, and crying in your sleep.
I feel like a baby. Shut it, baby tantrums.
But you didn't want it to end that way. You wanted to confront him. You wanted to tell him how you feel. The feeling of simply being a toy, thrown away once useless, crossed your mind. However, you believed in him. You trusted him.
Is he even a ma