Chapter 1: Appearances Part II of II"So you admit he's back to-" Leander started, but it was Koshei's turn to shoot him a look. The paladin quieted back down, though he did so rather unhappily. He wondered if the mage was ever going to get past the 'introductions' and ask her any real questions. This was a colossal waste of time.Chapter 1: Appearances Part II of II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"There is a belief that he is connected with the disappearance of specific corpses and prisoners. Possibly for the use of blood magic."
Koshei was careful to stress the word 'belief,' trying to get across to her that they didn't have any actual proof and it was only speculation. Hopefully she would continue to firmly deny the accusations. Honestly, Koshei didn't even care if they were true or not. It was their own business.
"Would you be willing to clear up any of these incidents?"
"Yes, he's back to his voodoo practice," Yarifeth snapped back. There was no secret in that. They had been performing services openly as of late. The accepted ones, at least. "Is that illegal? Shall we go over to the
The Half-dead"How could this happen?" Thor's hands were clenched into fists. He wanted to destroy the magnificent table in front of him with one bat. "How could anyone dare to act against your judgment, All-Father!"The Half-dead2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Calm down!" Said Odin. His voice filled the room. "Almost everyone here in Asgard harbored a grudge against Loki."
"This is not an excuse," cried Thor. His body trembled with rage. Odin's word was law. No one was allowed to act against it.
"But above all it was an act of cowardice." Thor bowed his head. The last one he spoke in a whisper, almost not hearable, but Odin knew and nodded approvingly.
"How is Sigyn?," asked the young god, after he had calmed down a bit.
"Bad", the All-father said. "The poor thing is still completely distraught. I just hope she does not think she is guilty. "
"How could she? She only did what was told her. She could not know that the meal was poisoned and she will hardly be in a position to carry out such an act. "
"Certainly not," sighed Odin. "But I do not
Ch 5: Lights Out: Part I of IIThis is for you, Esmeralda! The beginning is tame but the end is very NSFW. Sorry it cuts off right at the good part! You'll have to wait for Part II for the rest since we're jerks. - JisukCh 5: Lights Out: Part I of II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And since this is DA, I'm going to have to cut it even sooner, but the rest is on the Tumblr! - Yapi
Koshei couldn't sleep. He knew he was supposed to be sleeping, as it was dark out, and he was in a bed, and his hosts were supposedly asleep as well. Still, he couldn't silence his running mind.
His 'bed' was more of a stack of furs in Jin'thekk's loft. The elf would have accepted the floor he'd slept on many floors in the past, but was grateful that he'd been offered a more comfortable option. Luckily, it had been Meiles' idea for him to stay in Jin's half of their connected home. Koshei had a feeling he knew why.
He wasn't normally big on fur, especially not in the heat, but he had to admit it was nice. He turned over, closing his eyes and letting the tex
Chapter 2: Bridge: Part II of IIAside from the occasional gust of wind or distant howl of wildlife, the desert was more-or-less quiet. So of course the sounds of gourds and glass accompanied by a steady, ominous rattle was something that drew the attention of all three men. They didn't see him at first, but his visage soon because clear as it was surrounded by writhing, glowing spirits. The rhythm was eerie, and initially they weren't sure if they were staring at a real man, or a ghost. But then, ghosts didn't drink potions or talk. The troll's voice seemed to snap them out of their stupor, and the trio snatched up their weapons with a battle cry to rush out and 'meet' the newcomer. The hot dagger was left forgotten on the sand at the mage's feet.Chapter 2: Bridge: Part II of II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Koshei, meanwhile, couldn't help but stare as well. He wasn't a stranger to witch doctors or their way of doing spells, but he had never seen blood magic before. It was really quite fascinating. To those that knew him, the mage's curiosity was nothing new. He liked t
Ch 3: The Good Son: Part I of IIIPart I of III. This is where the story sort of departs from Yarifeth and Meiles and takes a big screeching turn into Gaysville. If you are not into male/male pairings we would suggest reading no further. This post is safe for work, but the next one will not be. You have been warned.Ch 3: The Good Son: Part I of III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The world was still washed in blue as the sun began to peek into the horizon when Jin'thekk stepped out onto the porch. His torso was bare and he wore a stitched kilt that only went down to his knees as it seemed like it was only going to get warmer as the morning progressed. With half-open eyes, he waited for the sleepiness to drift away, listening to the sounds that welcomed the barely risen sun: the birds chirping, the leaves rustling, and from the other side of wall of the home adjacent to his the sound of Meiles' snoring.
Fucker be home, already? he thought to himself. Last night he went off to smoke in the trees to avoid being on the other side of the wall w
Mermaids IN SPACE -- ficletMermaids... IN SPACEMermaids IN SPACE -- ficlet7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Fanfic for my own original fic. u.u;;
"Arun!" Lìadan's voice rang over the rocks, dismay clear in her tone. "Arun, you get leafs of green-blue flower in food, yes?"
On the other side of the ledge, in the dry hollow of the tiny island, Arun looked up from his laptop and the progress report he was typing up. "Uh. Yeah? You said it was alright to eat..."
"No, no! I say blue-green, not -- ahh. Bad -- wrong flower. Wrong."
Arun straightened up, alarmed, and scrambled over to look at her, half-expecting to find her or the pirate greenish and foaming at the mouth. "Oh shit. Is it poiso...?"
In the shallow cove, Lìadan and Blue sat, Lìadan in the water, with her gray tail curled around her, Blue with his long legs stretched out; the man was frozen on the spot, a half-eaten plant cake still in hand. His tanktop was sliding down a still lanky, but now rounder and narrower shoulder, low enough to offer glimpses of round bumps that should never have exist
Chapter 2: Bridge: Part I of IITanarisChapter 2: Bridge: Part I of II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Koshei should have known better than to go off alone. Nothing good ever came of it. But it was inevitable heartache was a tradition in his life. It was something he couldn't escape, no matter how hard he tried, or how strongly he loved. The desert at night was quiet, empty, and beautiful. Arcs of sand grazed from the tops of dunes as the wind sighed over them. In the far distance, he could see the lights of Gadgetzan. The elf was sitting on a pile of bones, ancient and chalk white as they jutted out of the sand. He was silent as he watched the moon, its light bathing the desert below. For being one of a race of sun-worshippers, he certainly didn't enjoy the daytime as much as he should have. At the moment he was fine being alone, just thinking.
The problem was he wasn't alone. The desert didn't have many places to hide, but the trio of Alliance scouts managed somehow. They'd been observing him for a while, confirming that he was indeed a Horde soldier, and he
Ch 4: AcceptanceThis one is only one part! Also, it's safe for work and mostly just full of derps. -JisukCh 4: Acceptance3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's slightly plot significant, but mostly it's just us fooling around and relaxing with a "slice of life" type of RP session So I dunno, it may bore you, it may not! -Yapi
Meiles leaned on Jin'thekk's door frame, smoking his thin, long handled pipe as he stared at his son who was working on his crafting at a highly accelerated speed. He knew what it meant the boy was working through an emotion.
"So wat ye cryin' about now?" the older troll asked, taking a puff.
"Get yer ugly face off me doorway, old man," came the reply. "Ye be blockin' me sun."
Meiles snorted and walked away to smoke on his side of the porch. It was as much fathering as he knew to do.
Jin'thekk whittled away the the grimacing idol that stood at half his size. He paused for a moment, and saw those angry eyes looking straight at him. Immediately he remembered the stern look his
RefugeSigyn did not know where she was. Fear controlled her body and countless tears ran down her cheeks. It was cold, ruthless cold. She sobbed, froze and panic filled her body. Wherever she was, she was far, far away from everything she knows, far away from Asgard. Cold wind ruffled through her hair and made her shudder. What had happened? Was she punished? Sigyn remembered how Odin's guards have come into her room and made her following them. She remembered the stranger who has surrounded her suddenly, this strange woman who brought her into a room where she has persevered and suddenly, quite suddenly, from one moment to the next she was located here. Outdoors in an unfamiliar environment. She felt her legs sank up to her knees in the snow.Refuge2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Had Odin punished her for the death of the prisoner? She did not do that! No, she did not! She had taken care of him. She had done everything to ensure he stayed alive. For weeks she had taken care of the man why should she had done something to him th
ReluctanceSigyn felt a cold breeze on her face. Her fingers touched the beet sheet on which she sat. It was cold. No one had been slept there in the last hours. Sigyn knew that she was no longer in the hut. She felt that the world around her was a different one and that it was not a good one. The young woman stood up, with tottering steps, she explored her new surroundings. The walls were made of bare stone, wet and humid. The room was not large, and it seemed to contain no furniture, except the little bed she had been sitting on it. On one side of the wall she sensed a small window. Cold wind blew in her face. Sigyn's hands were resting on the window sill and she felt little snowflakes which melted on her the back on her hand into tiny drops of water.Reluctance2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How did she come here?
With a wailing cry Sigyn pulled her hands firmly on her body and staggered back to the bed. What had happened? Where was she and where was he? Why had he left her or was it himself who had brought her here?
Suddenly Sigyn se
ResurrectionSigyn`s fingers twitched nervously. She saw how the flames in front of her became smaller and smaller. The fire needed food, otherwise it would be go out soon. The young woman waited. Usually he would come now and light the fire in the fireplace again. Every time Sigyn rejoiced when she saw the flames flame up again. The crackling flattered around her ears, it was the only sound she could hear.Resurrection2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sigyn felt anxiety rising in herself. Where was he? This morning he still had served her a bowl of corn and bread, but now he seemed to have disappeared.
So she thought at least. Loki was actually only a few meters away from her, panting and gasping on the floor. He had stood up and wanted to walk to her. But his gait had looked more like an drunkard and suddenly everything went black around him, his legs collapsed. This was the result of his lack of appetite and sleep now. The God wasn`t able to stand anylonger. Loki cursed. How could he be so weak? He did not know this feeling. On Asgard Loki
Ch 3: The Good Son: Part III of IIIThis one is actually pretty safe for work, more or less. Thanks, by the way, for reading! We're really happy you're enjoying these!Ch 3: The Good Son: Part III of III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jin'thekk smiled back, a little out of relief in seeing that the elf could still smile after that. He tried to be gentle, he did, but when one's mind clouds and you become a slave to your senses, sometimes you just forget. But Koshei, he just took it all.
Sighing, he reached a hand out and brushed dust off the elf's cheek with the back of his finger. "I got ya dirty again," he said regretfully. Dirt that had mixed with the sweat and water from their bodies clung all over Koshei, even a little on his hair, making him a dirtier mess than when he started.
Koshei laughed at that statement, and then immediately winced. It hurt to laugh it hurt to move at all. Even breathing in too deeply was painful. How the hell was he supposed to clean himself off again? Not to mention get back to the hut? This was not one of
Ch 7: Bleed: Part I of IIIOh gosh, it looked as if some of you thought that was the end of this story. Well, it's not! There's still a lot more smut -er- plot ahead! This one is SFW, unless you count semi-violent fighting. All of these logs can be found in order on the master list. -JisukCh 7: Bleed: Part I of III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And oh yeah, I don't think we really made it clear in the log, but this takes place a few weeks after the last log! -Yapi
"I've got a lot of silver against you, troll!"
"Yeah, well I've got gold on you, don't let me down!"
"Smash him good! We want a good show over here!"
Jeers, cheers, and all sorts of yells filled the air around Jin'thekk. From the corner of his eye there were dots of green, blue, brown, purple, and every other pigment there was to all the races gathered around him and his next opponent.
"I'll tear those limbs and feed them to you," taunted the large black tauren standing before him.
Jin'thekk brought up a finger to rub his nose and cocked his head to the sid
Loki`s shadowThor didn`t sleep well that night. Wild dreams plagued him. He dreamed of a deadly fire that burned through the golden walls of Asgard. He saw men and women carbonized in the flames. He heard mothers screaming for their children, all their laments. There were so many charred bodies, burnt walls. He saw death everywhere, all this destruction by the voracious flames. Relentless, unstoppable, arbitrary flames.Loki`s shadow2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Writhing and sweating the god lay in his bed. But yet at the same moment in his dreams Thor saw a group of strong men warming themselves by a campfire and how these small flames secured their miserable lives from a merciless cold around them. He saw a woman who cooked the meal over a fire for her six hungry children. Many little offshoots sprang again from the charred earth. Thor could watch how burnt cities were rebuilt. Much Bigger, more impressive. From several chimneys smoke was belched into the air and there was Sigyn in all those pictures of Thor`s dream. She danced in all tho
Viera Mating Rituals:IntroViera Mating Rituals:Intro8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mating Rituals of the Viera
An account of data collected and complied for the behalf the Ivalician Society of Anthropology.
Very little is known about the mysterious Viera race. Having little interest of the goings on of other races in Ivalice, they have always kept to themselves and have, for many centuries, remained secluded in the depths of the Golmore Jungle hardly ever venturing outside its old growth borders.
In resent years some Viera have ventured out of seclusion to live among the other humanoid races of Ivalice. But even so, little is known about them still, as they choose to remain rather tight lipped about themselves and their race. Very few outsiders know of their customs and those few also prefer to keep that knowledge to themselves.
One of the greatest mysteries of the Viera is how they breed. Though quite a few Female Viera have ventured from their solace of the forest glen, not one Male Viera has ever been seen out in the world of Man. Nor, f
DesireIt was already day as Loki awoke. But he did not want to get up. Sigyn still nestled in a deep sleep up to him. He felt her soft, gentle breath in his neck, a firm grip on his hips and her legs clasped his. But he had an uncontrollable desire to see her face. Carefully he tried to turn arround without disturbing her sleep.Desire2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her face was like of a porcelain doll. So graceful, yet fragile. Gently he stroked her through her curly hair. The god gave her a kiss on the forehead. He wished he was just able to watch her forever, but he could not. Just as he had tasted her skin on his lips, his desire grew to more. Immediately he gave her a kiss on her cheek again, and another on her bright red lips.
Sigyn began to smile as she felt all the kisses on her face. A soft giggle escaped her throat and immediately she felt her body was pressed firmly against his. The young woman felt Loki`s quick breath on her forehead, followed by another kiss. She enjoyed his caresses. The fire which was kindled in
the ring on his fingerLoki was walking through the snowland. His luck seemed to run out. Just now a snow storm had come up, which made him watch into the distance impossible. The new snow and cold wind destroyed all the traces of the young woman, but still he did not give up and trudged in the direction in which he had followed her footprints til now.the ring on his finger2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loki gasped, it was not the cold, which bothered him but the strong headwind almost forced him to his knees. Even if he had to summon all his strength just to get ahead at all, how did she manage it go along? The God shuddered as he had to admit that the frail woman might already succumbed to the cold and has been covered by the snow. Was he even booted on her white grave without discovering her? No, no, it could not be! He tried to convince himself that if he had really lost her in the ice, his daughter Hel would have already been appeared as early as the soul of the young woman appeared in Niflhel. There was still hope to find the young girl alive.
DevilishLoki was cooking the fish, when Sigyn awoke from their sleep. It was already daylight and God looked to her. She sat up in bed apathetic and motionless. Loki took the pan and put it on the table, in the middle of the room. The cabin was warm and a fire was crackling in the fireplace.Devilish2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loki walked to the bed and nudged the young woman gently against her arm. Her shoulders shuddered and her head persisted in a slanting position. The god took her hands and pulled her into the air as a request that she should follow him. First Sigyn refused, but the smell of freshly cooked food made her to move finally. She had to admit that she was indeed suffering from hunger. Waverers step she let him lead her to the table, but when Loki wanted to feed her, she whipped the fork out of his hand. Suddenly she gave him a deprecating stare. She didn`t need someone to feed her. Afterall she was not in chains. Loki sighed. He gave her the fork and just watched her eating without touching his own meal. The god
Freezing coldWas not that the deal?" snorted Loki. "I obey, and you let her go?"Freezing cold2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angrboda lips formed into a wide grin. "I can not remember to have signed such a pact with you, dear. I just gave you only a more solid reason for you to return than your word, which you once gave me. "
"But that I will let her free... I never mentioned," the giantess said delighted.
In the first moment the God was ossified by what he has heard, but he was quickly caught again and remembered his rhetoric art. With his head raised, he walked up to Angrboda, hiding his fear when he sat down beside her and looked at her with wide eyes.
"You want her to be your prisoner? Locked her up in this cold walls for all eternity. Make her life miserable.”
"Wouldn`t you like that? You were the reason for her spoiled life. You would see her suffer and know that this is all your fault and that you will never be able to rescue her", hissed Angrboda.
"But I would still be able to see her." Determined the God
Viera Mating Rituals: MatingViera Mating Rituals: Mating8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In which Balthier experiences Viera Mating Rituals first hand
(Yes finally XD)
Warning: Language and Adult Situations
The look that Fran gave Balthier invoked a profound sense of fear from deep within him. There was a mystifying aura about her and she cast an air that hinted a threat of danger. The look Balthier saw in Fran's eyes was a look hunger; the hunger of a fierce beast that has not eaten in a great while.
When the Viera started stalking slowly towards Balthier, he unconsciously took a step back. Balthier's heart started pounding as if it were trying to escape from his chest. Fran walk towards him with slow gracefully calculated strides. Balthier might have appreciated the beautiful and elegant way she moved if he hadn't felt like he was being stalked like a damned happy bunny.
Balthier stood perfectly still as Fran approached him. When her hand reached out to bush his shoulder Balthier jumped a bit. The flinch brought an impish smile to the Viera's lips. Fran's hand tria
Ch 6: MorningThis is a short one so it's all in one post! Also, it's SFW. All of these logs can be found in order on the master list! - JisukCh 6: Morning3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Koshei awoke to the sound of birds, surrounded by warmth. His first, strongest thought was to immediately go back to sleep. His entire body ached and he couldn't remember ever being so comfortable before, not even in his magnificent bed back in Dalaran. Had last night actually happened, or had it been some kind of cruel, teasing dream? No, that ache in his body wasn't from battle. It was definitely evidence that it had indeed been real. His muscles protested with painful throbs at even slight movements, yet he still felt perfectly contented.
His eyes flickered up, taking in the sight of the body that was pressed so perfectly against his own. He felt the steady rise and fall of Jin'thekk's chest and the slight rumbling sound deep inside as he inhaled.
His eyes closed again and he slid his arm over Jin's side, holding him ev
GuiltLoki was shocked when he saw icy clouds in front of his mouth. He felt an icy, well known shiver ran down his spine.Guilt2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It has been a while," he heard a voice behind him. He hardly dared to turn to her.
"Angrboda" gasped the God. "How unexpectedly to meet you here on Midgard."
The giant grinned. Her big red eyes fxed him and her long black hair blowed in the wind while she slowly went to Loki. Her skin was pale, so pale that you could see her veins through it, which gave her body a bluish sheen. Coldness enveloped her.
"Did you really think, I wouldn`t be able to find you, Loki," she said with a smile on her blood-red lips. "I told you that I will always find you. That you can`t escape or hide you.”
Loki tried to utter a cramped smile. "I must admit, I did not expect you here. I'm a little surprised. "
"So?" They stood in front of him and her cold hand stroked the God`s cheek. The giantess was a head taller than Loki and her fingers adorned long, sharp nails. All in all, she was a
FingertipsLoki was sitting in his cell moveless, silent. Trying not to think so much, but thinking was the only thing he could do now. His bandaged eyes covered himself in endless darkness.Fingertips2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The god even didn`t know if it was night or day. No light reached his eyes. How long has he already been there? He didn`t know. He lost all his feeling for time. His eyes became useless to him.
His bounded hands even didn`t allow him to raise his arms more than few centimenters and if that wouldn`t be enought, Odin had also bounded his feet to the ground. Forced the god to sit there in an unatural posture. Oh, how much Loki wished just to move his legs in a different position. But it was senseless. His whole body was useless to him now.
He already had tried to rip out the chains from the wall the very first time he was imprisoned. He screamed, yelled all the time. Threats and insulting came out of his mouth followed by beggings for mercy. But after a time he gave up. There seemed to be no one who was there to
Dancing with the fireSigyn loved the fire.Dancing with the fire2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She sat in front of the fireplace. While sitting there she felt so much more than just the heat of the flames. Her hands played with the sparks that leapt about, but they never burned her.
Fire had always a special meaning for the blind woman, because it was the only thing her eyes could see. Even if the whole world around her was hidden in the depths of darkness, for some reason it didn`t count for the golden flames. She loved to watch them dancing. Sometimes it felt like they were dancing just for her.
Since their birth Sigyn was blind and deaf, she had never seen her mother, never the sun nor the moon, but she saw herself every night in her dreams. Since the beginning of her time, she had only one dream, over and over again. Back then as a child, now as a woman she saw herself on fire. Although she had never seen herself in any reflection, Sigyn always knew that it was her who was ablaze in her dreams. But instead of pain, fear and suffering she felt nothing bu