Come Out and LoveI watched as Fionna ran across Ooo with Cake. They were so carefree They didn't have any worries, like parents, or loves. They just had each other. Ew, okay that just sounded wrong. Cake had that horse-guy. Oh, I'm Marshall Lee. Call me Marshall or Marsh. Most people do.Come Out and Love4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Okay, so Fionna may not have someone, but she did have a crush on Prince Gumball. That was weeks passed, though. Before it all happened. Maybe I should explain from the beginning.
Prince Gumball's ball sucked like lollipops. I was bored like normal and just ended up floating around the whole thing. I noticed Fionna entering and gave her a "yo" sign before floating on. That's when I noticed Gumball leaving with her.
Out of sheer curiosity where the love of my life was going with Fionna was going, I floated out just a little before flying up to his room. Somehow, a battle between the Ice Queen and Fionna had sprung into action, and things had hap
Sherlock x Reader : GreyWhen you opened the door to 221B Baker Street you did not expect to be assaulted by the wafting fumes from the pipe of Sherlock Holmes. Entering the flat you saw the tall man leaning by the window, gazing out with hazy eyes. Watching with worried eyes, you saw Sherlock slump against the window forcing his pipe to knock against his teeth. You rapped your knuckles on the thick wooden door and Sherlock turned to you slower than a slug. He acknowledged you by blinking his glazed eyes and then turned back to the window with no more speed than before. You were used to this, Sherlock’s depression. John had mentioned in letters how frequent his bouts of melancholy were, but when you moved to London he mentioned how they were progressively becoming less frequent. This caused you to, unhealthily, take Sherlock’s happiness and take responsibility for it. Ever since you met the amazing man through your brother, John, you had a soft spot for him. Seeing the amazing, brilliant man so helSherlock x Reader : Grey2 years ago in Drama More Like This
KiliXReader 2 (Baking in Erebor)The Lonely Mountain had been reclained by it’s rightful owner, Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, from the Great Dragon Smaug the Terrible. Kili was well and you were living your live to the fullest with him. From your first meeting in the Jails of Mirkwood, to reclaiming the Mountain had been quite an adventure for the both of you. You became one of Erebor’s greatest chef’s, and Kili was one of your greatest admirers. He courted you whenever there was time, you watched the stars fly through the night sky together, you ran through the forests and the plains, picked flowers in the meadows and braided each other’s hair. And sometimes he would sneak into the kitchens just to see you.KiliXReader 2 (Baking in Erebor)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Kili! I told you , I’m really working today! It’s Bombur’s birthday today , and I have to bake a whole bunch of items.” You smiled at the sight of Kili, but wished not for monkey business during this time tight schedual. He leaned in the doorway for sup
A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 9You kept stealing glances at him, trying to not let your curiosity get the better of you as it would likely disturb the delicate peace between the two of you, and he noticed, of course.A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He felt like he knew you... how could he not?
All those years sharing thoughts with each other, giving each other advice… he’d always considered the scribbler his friend, his only friend. He hadn’t knew he needed friends until that distinctive scrawl had started appearing in his favorite books and after that he wanted only one.
He enjoyed the anonymity of it, there were no social niceties to worry about, no need to be concerned about the things that normally came with making friends, just simply one mind connecting to another in the purest of ways.
That did mean he didn’t wonder what they -you- were like, he was curious of course, but with only your writing to go by he came up with little. From the way you wrote you were very intelligent and well educated but your hand writing r
A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 10After a surprisingly pleasant Afternoon tea with a thrilled Violet, Mycroft excused himself to take care of some work and John complained of being tired, slipping off to his room, leaving you and Sherlock to your own devices. You were fairly tired as well but after six years of missing him you weren’t about to waste this opportunity to hang out with Sherlock, smiling up at him deviously, “I challenge you.”A Second Chance- Mycroft x Reader x John Chpt. 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Violet chuckled, getting up to leave the two of you to your inevitable antics, as he folded his hands beneath his chin, “What are your terms?”
“The usual rules beginning fifteen minutes from our agreement. If I win I get three hugs at three separate instances of my choosing and you have to read me one story. If you win I will tell you about my scandal and watch one movie of your choosing with you without complaining about your commentary.”
He considered this and then nodded, reaching out a hand for you to grasp as he stated, “I agree to
Caring / Chapter 9 Mycroft x reader“She's sleeping. Don't bother her, Sherlock.”Caring / Chapter 9 Mycroft x reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Yes, but she is grimacing. It is obvious she's laying wrong on her wound. She needs to be moved.”
Mycroft dropped his head with a mute sigh, rubbing the corner of his eye. As he went to open his mouth, you shot up with a wince.
“I told you.”
You eased your way back down with minimal hissing, but very shaky breathing from the pain in your abdomen. Sherlock covered you over with the blanket, eyes running from your face down to your toes. You knew exactly what he was doing.
“Not now, Sherlock. I'm tired.”
“You've been sleeping for over ten hours.”
You covered your ears, burying your face in the pillow. “Shhhh. I was stabbed to death, remember?”
“Four weeks ago. Except you spent three of those weeks in the hospital.”
“It takes a while for a person to heal.”
“But that doesn't mean you need to sleep excessively. You've been doing that for the pa
The Lions Chapter TwoChapter 2.The Lions Chapter Two3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Several years had passed now. Luvan and you have become the best friends ever. And she fulfilled her promise to came back to play with you almost every day. She also brought you pastries. A lot.
Even if she was the Princess of the Iron Throne, Luvan was still visiting you often. You never had a real house, a real place to belong to, and you were always wandering, exploring. But Luvan had a special skill, and she always found you, no matter where you were.
« My Lioness ! »
You started, recognizing the voice which was screaming your « name ». It was Luvan who gave it to you. Luvan used to refer to you under the name of « her Lioness », arguing that you were just as untamed and wild. She never suffered the idea to leave you anonymous, but she didn‘t want to give you a real name either, thinking that your identity wasn‘t hers to decide. Hence this nickname.
You couldn’t express the way you were f
My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 16“Jim!” you exclaim, throwing your arms around his neck gleefully, not as gently as you had intended as you were sure that you heard something in Jim’s neck crack.My Weakness- Moriarty x Reader Chpt. 162 years ago in Romance More Like This
He didn’t seem to mind though, him chuckling softly as he tightened his arms around your waist to compensate. This action caused you to sigh with content, with you leant your head on his shoulder and nuzzling into his neck. “I’ll take that as a yes,“ he murmured, pulling away from you so he could kiss you on the cheek.
As much as you had wanted for him to kiss you just a little lower, Mrs Hudson eyes were still on the two of you, and it made you more than a little uncomfortable. “No, what ever gave you that deluded idea?” you say, flicking him on the nose playfully while giving Mrs Hudson an awkward look.
She got the message, mouthing an apology before sauntering away to allow you some privacy. “While I’m very glad to see you, aren’t you supposed to be wo
The Boy With Oceans In His EyesThere was a time when she leftThe Boy With Oceans In His Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That everyone knew you still loved her,
because upon each word
Sat a pinched note of longing.
And though the memories skewed your face
Your eyes still sparkled
When you felt her name on your tongue,
and your hands still twitched
When you thought of her fingers within yours.
There was a time-
When you realized she was never coming back,
and everyone knew you were broken,
because tears gnawed on your voice,
When your words were not screams.
And the memories contorted your features
As your eyes filled with rage,
because her name brought nothing but hurt,
and your stomach ached
In the places her hands had once roamed.
There was a time when you stopped leaving home
When everyone knew you needed us,
but no one knew how to help,
because we never heard your voice anymore,
For you were tired of screaming.
And your eyes were dull and full of a hate that we hadn't realized was there;
Your skin was a fire on the bed you never left,
and at night
The Lions Chapter OneChapter 1.The Lions Chapter One3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your stomach tightened under your hunger. You felt dizzy, and cold, and the moaning wind did nothing to improve your state. You curled up against the wall scratching your back, almost invisible, stuck as you were in this tight dead-end.
Footsteps suddenly brought you back to reality, and your head rose from your light blanket. A mother and her daughter were running to take shelter from the weather, stopping under the awning of a merchant.
You could tell by their clothes that they were from high nobility. The little girl especially, was drawing everybody’s attention by how shiny she was. Smiling and laughing of the mess in her hair, she was incredibly joyful and looked like a little sun among the rain. Furthermore, she was wearing the most beautiful dress you’ve ever seen. It looked soft and warm, and the material was incrusted with diamonds and woven with golden threads. A long ribbon of silk bedecked her waist.
Your eyes darkened under the influence of your jeal
Caring / Chapter 7 Mycroft x readerLight. Too much of it. Close. Much more bearable.Caring / Chapter 7 Mycroft x reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You could hear voices. Was that Sherlock? Mycroft? Someone else.. a voice you didn't recognize.
Was there someone poking your arm? What was that annoying beeping noise?
Your fingers twitched in protest of the sharp feeling and the room went silent.
The light still wasn't very welcoming so you kept your eyes screwed shut. That voice definitely belonged to Mycroft. It held a tint of relief in it. Had something happened? Now that that was thought of, where were you? Wait. Poking your arm. Constant beeping. You were in the hospital, but why?
“Take it easy,” that was a woman, nurse maybe? “You've been asleep for a long while. We're glad you're back with us.”
“Do not lie to her, “ Sherlock. “Tell her what has really transpired. She's been in a coma.”
“Mr. Holmes, if you could please be quiet.” The nurse seemed irritated, though, that did not surprise
Fili X Reader: Battle Wound?-Part 4 (final)A couple minutes later, the two of you made it back to camp. You walked towards where Fili was and the sight that met you made all the fear and worry you felt before melt away. Fili was sitting upright; his shirt was back on but it was open so his bandages were peeking out from behind. He was talking with the other members of the company, even Thorin. They were laughing about something, you didn't know what it was, but the very sight of it made you smile. The two of you approached the group, who all turned their heads in your direction. Upon seeing you, Fili flashed you a smile that made your heart skip a beat.Fili X Reader: Battle Wound?-Part 4 (final)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Well, hello there, fair maiden!” He said. You blushed at his words; thankfully it was too dark for anyone to see! However, although you were happy that Fili was well and in good spirits, his words still stung a little. You knew that Fili didn't actually think of you as fair, he was just teasing you like he always did. No matter how badly you wanted it to be true, he
Mycroft x Reader pt. 2/2 : Request.Mycroft was there and waiting for you at 1pm sharp. He was dressed in a striped suit. You chose some dark blue skinny jeans black boots and a black button up shirt with red strips. Mycroft smiled at you and extended his arm for you, you gladly wrapped your arm around his. You quickly grabbed a long jacket, which looked something like Sherlock’s, and shrugged it on and linked with Mycroft once again. The rain poured down unforgiving. Mycroft held his umbrella over your heads and he led you down the little alley ways of London, places you didn’t even acknowledge were there. A little café stood nestled between two old buildings and the warm light pooled out into the grey and wet streets. Mycroft held the door open for you and you entered a quaint little café. You chose a table at the back as it was almost completely empty. Mycroft also pulled your chair out for you in a gentlemanly gesture. You smiled at him and he returned the action.Mycroft x Reader pt. 2/2 : Request.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kili x Half-Elf!Reader ~ A future I need to changeA/N: SPOILER ALERT! There are a few spoilers here concerning a few characters. If you don't want to know how the book and the movies end for them, well... you know what I'll say. xD Enjoy anyways~Kili x Half-Elf!Reader ~ A future I need to change2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Night had fallen well over three hours ago. The multitude of stars the sky held were already shining, casting their soft, white light upon the face of Middle Earth. Everything bathed in the rays of the small celestial bodies, and the full moon hung gracefully above, illuminating what the stars couldn’t. The entire scenery seemed to be so peaceful and relaxing, yet, there was something somewhat… saddening to it. But, of course, none of them noticed this, as they were laughing the night away, sitting around the fire they had started to keep warm. And, again, no one noticed someone was missing.
She was farther away, sitting on the edge of the nearby cliff they had stopped by. She watched as t
TMNT: Liz's Beginning Ch 1 A Normal WorldChapter 1: A Normal WorldTMNT: Liz's Beginning Ch 1 A Normal World2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A long and merciless winter gave in to the rays of sunlight, bringing life to awaken once again. Spring for all was the season of new beginnings and life. The warmth of the new season brought many fierce storms upon the grand city that never sleeps. Usually people would just run for cover to save themselves from getting wet from natures gift.
As its citizens ran for cover to escape the droplets of rain, one young lady continued to sit on a metal park bench beneath the oak. Elizabeth Gordon spent most of her free time in Central Park, especially if she was lucky enough to be there when it wasn’t too crowded. Normally people would duck and cover from the harshness of the raging storm, but she enjoyed it really.
The roars and crashes of the darkened clouds continued to release their mighty sounds down upon the earth. To Liz, the fearsome bangs of the storm were like the drums of the skies beating its rhythmic sound of its powerful music. She closed her eyes
Moriarty x Reader:pt7 (Wwdwhh)ENDMoriarty x Reader:pt7 (Wwdwhh)END2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A month passed since your last encounter with Jim. For that month Sherlock had been on edge, his dealings with Moriarty becoming more and more dangerous. However, your feelings didn’t stop, as the saying goes; absence makes the heart grow fonder. However, you couldn’t let what happened last time happen again. Jim had tried to contact you; he called everyday at 8pm like clockwork. It wasn’t easy but you tried really hard, convincing yourself his absence from your life was for the best. But on that particular day you couldn’t resist any longer. So at 8pm your phone rang and taking a deep breath you answered it. You heard Jim gasp on the other end realizing he had reached you.
“(Name), I-I” He started but couldn’t form a word let alone a sentence. You bit your jumper sleeve waiting patiently. You missed him so much, you wanted him close, to see him, feel him and hear him. Jim seemed to pick up on these vibes through the phone or else he was feelin
Kili x Reader Chapter Four Part OneKili x Reader Chapter Four Part 1 Extra!!!Kili x Reader Chapter Four Part One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sorry guys, I totally forgot when they went to Rivendell, sooooo this is going to be out as an extra....hope you enjoy x but remember, the hobbit and everyone in it belongs to the author, I just changed the story a bit x please leave nice comments
Just as you and the dwarves exited the troll cave, you'd been walking some time before Fili called out saying he had heard something coming, you all braced yourselves, clumping up into a tight group. Suddenly, out of the forest, burst an old looking man of a sleigh pulled by hares. Gandalf greeted him kindly, knowing him as the Brown Wizard. You looked at Kili, confused. He just shrugged and grinned, his face saying, "Dunno"
He talked to Gandalf for a while, they whispered. Even Kili had lost interest and was playing with the end of his arrow. Your ears picked up on their conversation just in time. Wargs, large wolves. You shuddered at he memory of first seeing one, carrying the circus of a far
APH- Apologies- JapanJapan was rifling through boxes and boxes of old stuff that had been lingering in his attic for god knows how long. So far he had found three boxes of broken swords and armour, two boxes of old sketches he used to do and all of his fantasy stories he made up when he was young. He flicked through these, smiling at the spelling mistakes and how incredible his young imagination had been. Under those boxes were smaller, more battered boxes that Japan barely remembered packing. He got out a small knife and started to cut the rope holding it shut. He got halfway through the rope when it practically disintegrated in his fingers. Easing the box open, he coughed wildly for a few seconds as a huge cloud of dust rose from the contents. He waved a hand over the box to disperse the dust, then peeked inside. What he saw made him gasp.APH- Apologies- Japan4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Messily shoved inside the box was a heap of his old toys and clothes from when he was a child living with China. He reached inside with a slightly shaking hand and pul
To the Struggling ChristiansMy cross broke the other day,To the Struggling Christians3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
snapped off of the chain,
and nearly rolled away.
I caught it in my hands,
though it nearly slipped through
like tiny grains of sand
I'm a college student.
I attend a public school,
Nine hours away from home
and my faith too.
There's no emphasis on Catholicism,
no morning prayers through the Saints.
No “Our Father” to guide me,
no Mary to keep me through the day.
In fact it's the opposite,
grace comes in the form of drugs.
The new morning prayers
are deadly smoke to lungs.
I've never had a problem with Sexuality,
you know me.
You can tell this by looking through my old poetry.
Though what I cannot stand
is when you feel the need,
to invalidate one's Christianity
because of your sexuality.
They're giving me reasons not to believe,
in long list like shopping recipes.
Telling me what I already know,
begging me to tell God to go.
It's not easy to keep your faith,
when people are giving you reasons
to throw it away.
Though I'm lucky I sup
Wholock Chatroom (MycroftXReaderXMoriarty)Wholock Chatroom (MycroftXReaderXMoriarty)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Y/n) has started a chatroom.
Sherlock has logged on.
The Doctor has logged on.
‘Hey Sherly – YN’
‘Hello (Y/n) – Sherlock’
‘Hello all – The Doctor’
‘Who are you? – Sherlock’
‘Who is that?! WHO IS THAT?! SHERLOCK THAT IS THE DOCTOR!! – YN’
‘Wow no need to get touchy – Sherlock’
‘HAVE SOME RESPECT SHERLOCK! – YN’
Mycroft has logged on.
Amy has logged on.
‘Hello – Mycroft’
‘Mycroft! ^_^ - YN’
‘Could you be more obvious? – Sherlock’
‘Yes……..Oh my god Mycroft you are lookin fiiiiiiiiiiiine today ;D – YN’
‘Doctor who are these people? – Amy’
‘I dunno – The Doctor’
‘I’m (Y/n) that’s Sherlock and his hot brother Mycroft – YN’
‘I think I just threw up in my mouth – Sherlock’
‘Jealous she likes me better?
Ten Things You Didn't Know About Mycroft Holmes1) Mycroft isn't strictly Christian, but he is Agnostic and has been since he was fifteen; the last time he prayed was at his little brother's side when he ODed again, just as Mummy Holmes had instilled in him with all those Church goings.Ten Things You Didn't Know About Mycroft Holmes3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2) Mycroft lived in fear of only seven men in England; two are dead, and two are Sherlock and James Moriarty. And the remaining used to be his closest friends.
3) Mycroft's father was a terrible drunk, and Mycroft, when something that even he cannot take happens, falls into the same trap. And he hates himself for it.
4) Is NOT a virgin thank you very much. Indeed, Mycroft has set his own system of coping with such things rather than his little brother's way .God knows why he is like he is, Mycroft has never asked and honestly would rather not know.
5) Loves Mummy very much, though she is also completely insufferable.
6) When he was a young man, he was much like Sherlock and had plenty of his own rebellious fun; however, it wasn't as self-destruc
A Vampiress' TaleA Vampiress' Tale11 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
How Dost Thou Kill?
I kill by feeding and existing,
I kill by living my cursed life.
I prowl the alleys at midnight
To search for prime prey
A pretty, youthful harlot,
A buff, young, athletic boy
Just a few of the entrees
Spread across the city's buffet.
When I find what I search for
I follow them till they drip
With fear and paranoia
I let them hear the rhythm of
My footsteps on cold cement
The sound slowly bends them
And steers them to insanity.
Then I go in for the kill.
Cornering them, I bow my head
So reverently into their necks
Sweetly scented supple flesh pops
Under the tips of my teeth
Hot red life flows over my lips
And catches on my dead tongue
It renews my strength as it
Gushes down my waiting throat.
I lick my lips free and clean
Of the glistening ruby remains
That were my nightly feast.
I abandon the body and turn
To walk down an ad
I want to tell you a story"I want to tell you a story."I want to tell you a story5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Germany looked up at his brother, tilting his head back to better see Prussia as he towered over the small boy. Lowering himself to the ground, Prussia mimicked his younger brother's posture, wrapping his arms around his legs and resting his chin on his knees.
"Once, a long time ago, there was a small boy and his younger brother. They lived together with their father, but when their father was killed by a wolf, the two boys were taken in by their oldest brother.
"In his house, the boy decided to fight the children of the wolf, so left his youngest brother with the oldest and went to battle. He became strong, strong enough to kill any wolf that attacked him and seized many vital regions. He went back to get his younger brother so they could live together again.
"But when he reached the oldest brother's house, he was told his brother had been sent out to fight the wolves and had gone missing. Everyone believed he had been devoured. The boy despaired, leaving