In a Giant LandMike leaned his elbows on the railing, eyes staring down into the dark blue water. A yellowing white rope clung tightly to the railing as it dipped down into the ocean. He followed the rope until it disappeared into the depths. He let out a long sigh, eyes rising towards the horizon, gently rising and falling as the boat made its way across the open ocean. As his eyes scanned the horizon he noticed a little blip where the sky met the ocean. He squinted at it but after a minute forgot about it. He turned his back to the water and looked up to where his father was steering the vessel. His eyes scanned across the blue letters painted on the cabin, "Juliet" the mother he only remembered through old polaroid photos. He sort of blankly stared at the name until he heard a knocking.In a Giant Land4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His vision shifted upwards, his father was knocking on the window. He rotated his hand, a slightly concerned look on his face. He slid the window open, "Pull up the net"
Mike turned and started pulling the crank, e
Ice Cream OutingThe darkness brought no relief from the heat as it crept in on velvety tiptoe from the drowsy bay. The streets were still the same narrow torrents of seething lava, all trickling slowly towards the market square, the great blazing furnace. He flexed his shoulders uncomfortably, boiled alive inside his hooded robes. Each step along the roughly cobbled pavement was a tremendous effort, as if he was moving through melting butter. Feeling beads of sweat moisten the hairs over his upper lip - still few and thin, but very cherished - he took a deep breath of whatever dust-like substance those humans had to contend themselves with instead of air, and whispered to himself the words of the code he had to recite but a few months ago when his initiation was completed.Ice Cream Outing2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Who are we?
What is our duty?
To cleanse the minds of the unworthy of blasphemous filth.
Where do we belong?
We belong to the shadows, so that our prey will never see us coming.
What do we bring with us?
Solitude: ch 1Roaring from the friction upon hitting the mostly Helium atmosphere, the meteor burned red, then orange, then white in mere seconds. It fell with the intent of leaving its mark on the moons surface and struck it with such incredible force it could have annihilated a populated city and lay waste to the surrounding area.Solitude: ch 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Fortunately for everyone, this moon was barren as could be. The Helium atmosphere and lack of natural resources short of the silicon in the soil which gave it it's yellow coloring from space didn't really make it a prime location for terraforming. Another feature of the moon was an irregularity in its magnetic field, which drew a vast majority of the asteroids and meteors that came near straight to it.
In an underground compound on the planet, some 200 miles from the impact site, a red light blinked in harmony with a chirping alarm. The base was originally a meteorite examination facility with the purpose of gathering samples and learning what they could from them. Built
Sister (Farkas X Dragonborn!Reader)“But there is a stream filled with fish over there.” Farkas complained for the 9th time this morning.Sister (Farkas X Dragonborn!Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“We need to get to Solitude, I don't want to be late.” You explained, shaking your head. The man had a bottomless stomach.
“You are the worst sister ever.”
You sighed, he still saw you as a sister. You wished he could see you for more than that.
A trio of wolves spotted you two. Farkas unsheathed his sword and charged, killing them all in 2 strikes. His fighting style always amazed you. It seemed like he was never injured, he always looked graceful.
You remembered when you found out the secret of the Companions. Farkas transformed to 'rescue' you from the trap you set yourself in. You could have shouted the door right off, but then he would know you were the Dragonborn.
Nobody besides the Greybeards and Paarthurnax know, and you intend to keep it that way.
The both of you had somewhat similar stories. His father left him and his brother with the Comp
The Girl with the Voice - OnmundBy the nine seven thousand stepsThe Girl with the Voice - Onmund3 years ago in Drama More Like This
No one lied when they described the journey to High Hrothgar. Onmund wasn't quite sure how he had gotten himself involved in this journey. But he suspected that she'd have gone alone had he not accompanied her.
Curse this hard-headed Breton!
Marieka had found herself in trouble no matter where she turned. But he'd have followed her to the ends of the nine holds and beyond. When they'd first met at the College of Winterhold, she took an almost abnormal interest in her fellow apprentices, including Onmund. He'd not met many Bretons in his travels. She certainly was his complete opposite in so many ways Nords didn't normally embrace the use of magic, but Bretons did. And she undoubtedly had the natural affinity for the arcane that her people possessed. His blood made him stronger taller than her he towered over her. Gods most Nord women towered over her. As well as Orcs, Khajiit, Argonians, Redguards and most
China x ReaderToday is the first day of you making them fall in love. The first for today is china. You have learned few things about him. Like he is the oldest country, loves pandas, and some what looks like a girl.China x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"How I am going to make him fall for me" you thought
You started to walk around so you could find him. As you walked you thought of plans for this.
You were knocked out of your thought when you felt someone garb your hand. Then you notice you almost fell in a river. The person pulled you, and then you notice it was him.
"That was close was it" he asked
"Yes that was. Do you know where I am at" you asked
"You're at Zhouzhuang" he replied
"Zhouzhuang how did I get here you said
"You don't know how you got here, are you lost" he said
"I guess I am lost" you said
"Do you need help finding your way" he asked
"I would but I don't know where I'm going" you replied
"Then how about I show you around" he asked
"I would love that" you replied
The both of you walked around the town. This town seem
RussiaxReader Request: Come Live With Me, Da?RussiaxReader: Come Live With Me, Da?RussiaxReader Request: Come Live With Me, Da?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I didn't expect to hit rock bottom. I tried everything I could do to prevent my house from getting repossessed. Unfortunately in the end, it just didn't work out. I wandered the streets my first night without shelter when I went through my head who I could possibly stay with. My parents were an option, but they already had a handful considering they still were raising my brother and sister. I had my best friend who would help me in a heartbeat, but lately she's been going through a bunch of stress. I wouldn't want to bother her. In the end, every single person I thought of I decided wouldn't be a good idea because I'd be a burden. Plus, I didn't have the money for rent.
My nightly stroll came to a halt at the park when I sat down on an uncomfortable wooden bench. If I fell asleep here, I would have definitely been arrested by the police. They weren't fond of loitering. Still, I decided to take a rest and think about my options on how I could earn m
Cicero's ListenerThe Dread Father would laugh and dance with him before loyal Cicero would let that sly, honey-worded thief take his Listener away from him.Cicero's Listener3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He had honestly liked him at first meeting. Sweet Listener had taken him to Riften, the home of cutthroats and thieves. She had mentioned that the reason behind their visit was a mix of business in pleasure. Listener was the Guildmaster to the thieves, so Cicero understood that she had to talk to Byrnjolf. He ran things while she was gone. Humble, loyal Cicero knew that he was Dark Brotherhood, and not Thieves Guild, so he agreed to leave the two alone to talk Thieves Guild business. Cicero was even agreeable to the fact that Byrnjolf and Listener were friends and had to catch up when it came to their personal lives.
But they weren't lovers.
So Cicero didn't know why it was so necessary for Byrnjolf to silently demand that he be closer to her. At dinner, he sat next to her in Listener's little Honeyside home. Cicero sat across them from, giving sil
Pirate!SpainxReader Part 4The storm that Antonio had seen was worse than he thought. The ship was approaching it at full speed, since there was no way around it. The storm took up the entire sky ahead of them, rolling and boiling like it was host to a swarm of demons.Pirate!SpainxReader Part 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
To add to the storm, there was another pirate ship behind them. From what you saw, Antonio was really pissed now, ever since he had seen the pursuing ship's flag.
Down in the kitchens, you were helping Feliciano pack up the produce so that thy wouldn't loose it in the storm. You ask Ciano what Antonio was so angry about.
"Figilo, there are only two people that Antonio hates so much. He killed the first one, only leaving one. That man is the most notorious English pirate, Arthur Kirkland."
You silently gasp. You had heard of Arthur Kirkland. He was known for ravaging villages and stealing away their women and their children to be slaves overseas, sometimes raping the women for his own enjoyment. He was also known for
EnglandxLittle!Reader- Tea Party Trouble. "Hm. I'm bored...", You mumbled as you played barbies in your room.EnglandxLittle!Reader- Tea Party Trouble.3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"What should I do...?', You layed flat on the carpet.
After moments of thinking, you knew exactly what to do!
"DAAADDDYYY!", You yelled, running down the stairs. "What is it, love?", England asked.
"I'm bored.", You pouted up at the Englishman.
England was hesitant. "W-What would you like to do?", Your eyes lit up, with an idea.
"Let's play tea party!", England was hoping you wouldn't say that. Oh what he was in for.
"Okay", England sighed. He wasn't going to put up a fight.
You grabbed his hand, and started to drag him up the stairs, smiling all the while.
"Okay", You said, going through your closet. "You're going to wear this, daddy.",
You pulled out a red dress, with an open back, and a long slit u
Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf-The Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf-Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Castle Volkihar was along the North-Eastern edge of Skyrim. Not too far from The Forgotten Vale. Aarvak disappeared with a cry as I made my way to the boat leading to the castle. The Castle was almost always shrouded in mist and fog, darker than anywhere else along the coast. Its dramatic walls and poised gargoyles at the front entrance made it very ominous. It was early afternoon and the castle looked darker and quieter than I thought it should be. It was only a second later that I realized it was a trap.
The Mages came from both sides and knocked me over. I attempted to use a shout, but a cloth covered hand covered my mouth, I fell unconscious.
I woke to shackles on my wrists and ankles. I was chained to a wall sitting down. My bow, my blades were gone. My armor was gone. I shivered in my small clothes. I heard noises coming from outside the door. I was locked in one of the torture chambers. This was not good. I heard the voices ge
Out of Eylsweyr - Chapter 2.1Out of Eylsweyr - Chapter 2.17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun had set long ago on Bravil, the shanty town of Cyrodiil, one of the most decrepit cities of Tamriel
There was not much to see around, apart from Skooma dealers and cunning beggars, and the only sound attraction of the place was the statute of the Old Lady, which was said to bring luck to anyone who kissed it.
If people knew the stature was in fact a monument in the Night Mothers glory, and that, under it, was hiding her crypt, they would certainly not be as enthusiastic to kiss it, especially now the Unholy Matron seemed to be particularly enraged
I knew it! spat her voice, echoing between the walls in the crypt. I knew it! The situation is a complete mess again because of her!
Dont you think you are over dramatising a bit?
They said the Night Mothers voice had the ability to freeze people life in their veins. But the second voice was literally sucking it out
No! I am not! th
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The Girl with the Voice - Mirabelle ErvineThe Hall of the Elements was typically a place of learning at the College of Winterhold. A peaceful place for lectures by Tolfdir and quiet instruction on the nuances of the restoration magics by Colette. Yet now, it was all but defiled. Some would say that Tolfdir's expedition to Saarthal was successful; bringing with it the discovery of an incredible artifact full of energy and light. Though, whose bright idea it was to transport the large floating orb the Eye of Magnus to the middle of the Hall of Elements, Mirabelle didn't know. She certainly would give them a piece of her mind once she discovered who they were.The Girl with the Voice - Mirabelle Ervine3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Aside from the fact that Tolfdir had done nothing but stare at it for days since it was brought there rendering him more useless than usual it gave her a bad feeling. There was something about it that needed taking care of. Exactly the reason why the Arch-Mage Savos Aren sent one of the College's newest apprentices off to seek out the Staf
Skyrim MeMe TemplateSkyrim MeMe Template3 years ago in Settings More Like This
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Yes, My Lady : Butler!England x Lady!ReaderYes, My LadyYes, My Lady : Butler!England x Lady!Reader2 years ago in Horror More Like This
: Butler!England x Lady!Reader :
“My lady…it has been an hour past your curfew.” I was acutely aware of the door opening to reveal my butler, holding up a lit candelabrum and giving me a dissatisfied frown.
“Leave me in peace, Arthur.” I murmured, returning my gaze to the multiple sheets of paper, quill held suspended in my grip. The candle in the oil lamp beside me flickered and cast shadows that seemed to dance and come alive about me. My butler, being the stubborn man he is, refused to heed my demands and stepped into the room to stride towards my desk. He grabbed my wrist firmly as if to stop me from writing any further.
“Please, my lady. It is inappropriate for you to be staying up this late at night; it will only deteriorate your health. As my lady’s butler, I will take the honor of finishing the paperwork for you.” His voice was soft, gentle and firm that I soon found myself feeling drowsy from staying
Germanic TrioxReader -Pt 2- The next morning, you awoke in warmth. The first thing you assumed was that the people from the orphanage had found you and you were taken back.Germanic TrioxReader -Pt 2-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Looking at the cloths you wore, your eyes widened. "M-My pictures...! M-Mommy...! N-no...!" Beside you, someone shifted as they awoke and you were taken into a warm pair of arms.
The second you saw the stranger's face, you began bawling. "S-Shhh! Liebling...! E-Everything is okay...! I-It's okay...!"
"D-Daddy!" You sputtered out in betwixt sobs. "I-I thought I'd never f-find you!"
"D...Daddy?" Looking around the room for a moment, he sought out anyone else in the room. "W-Wait...I'm not a dad...who are you kind...?"
"I-I'm _-__________...m-my mommy..." Putting your hand to where your pocket was the night you left. Suddenly, new tears sprung to life and sobs erupted once more.
"Might you have been looking for zese, kind?" A voice forced your head to turn, a man with dark-brown hair and violet eyes
Alone in the rain Germany+LittleReader+Prussia Pt1Alone in the rain Germany+LittleReader+Prussia Pt13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You winced as you shoved your (s/c), weakening hand back into the jar, desperately reaching the scraps of chocolate from the bottom in a desperate attempt to eat. Pulling your hand out, your skin caught of the sharp edges, cutting your hand up more. Ignoring this, you licked the chocolate of your slightly bloodied hand, as it reached your mouth, your hand began shaking in need. A sudden flash of light appeared far behind you, illuminating your (h/l) (h/c) and soon rain began to fall down onto your little head, a few drop slid down your back, making you shiver. You sniffed, tears beginning to pour down your face to match the falling rain.
Your small hand holding the jar lost grip and dropped the food source, you fell to your knees as you heard it shatter. As you fell, your body began to cut on the glass that now lay on the floor. You felt weak, unable to survive without help. The new little country of (country name), only just gaining independence from (country of choice), you were weak
Skyrim!CiceroXReader: To Rebuild a BrotherhoodSkyrim!CiceroXReader: To Rebuild a BrotherhoodSkyrim!CiceroXReader: To Rebuild a Brotherhood1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Y/n=your name h/c=hair color e/c=eye color f/n=faction name
"Oh, Birdie! Cicero has returned with pretty flowers. Most of them are for Mother, but Cicero made sure to get Birdie some, too!" Cicero danced around the Sanctuary and entered his room. He hummed and danced, skipping around the room before finally setting his eyes on your limp body. "Birdie, what are you doing? It's time to be awake right now, not sleeping! You have to keep poor Cicero company. Birdie... Cicero doesn't like this... Birdie, come on!" Cicero began pushing on your shoulders trying to stir you awake, but all the shaking caused a small puddle of blood to pour down your chin.
After a few moments, you began to hear Cicero's mumbles, and felt him shoving on your shoulders. The last thing you remembered was the almost intimate moment you had with the jester before the Listener opened the door, scaring both of you. After another few shoves, you furrowed your brow and asked
Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 19Daddy!England X Mommy!Reader: Kirkland Family 193 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur felt quite nervous, he was trying to think of a way to propose to you. He asked France for advice, and he said that Arthur should take you to an expensive restaurant (preferably his) or a romantic place, but to Arthur that as far to cliché. Besides, romantic places didn't suit your taste, in short: you hated those kinds of places. Afterwards he regretted that he asked shit beard for advice.
Later that day, he was gazing at your face, searching for an idea, a memorable way to ask for your hand. You smiled gently at him, noticing his intense gaze upon you. He suddenly jumped up as his neurons decided to stop sleeping and assist him in planning.
He ran off, only pausing in the next room to talk to Alfred and Matthew. You heard Alfred's exited yell, and Arthur run outside. A little while later, Matthew came in and told you that Arthur wanted to see you. Of course you went to see your brit. You stood on a grassy hillside, looking for Arthur. You couldn't see him. Then a pair of
Tamriel's Second Great War: Prologue "I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil! I fight for their wives and children, whose names I heard whispered in their last breath... I fight so that all the fighting I've already done hasn't been for nothing! I fight... because I must."Tamriel's Second Great War: Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
―Ulfric Stormcloak, during the Stormcloak Rebelion
Imperial Camp North of Hjaalmarch, 4E 201
Hadvar took another swig of ale. It was always good to calm down before a fight, or he might do something stupid, like at Riften, back when he had first joined the Imperial Legion. It had been his first mission, with the objective of retaking some of the wild lands outside the city. He had still been green. He hadn't known how to calm himself down before a battle.
Skyrim!CiceroXReader: Cicero's BirdieSkyrim!CiceroXReader: Cicero's BirdieSkyrim!CiceroXReader: Cicero's Birdie2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
y/n=your name h/c=hair color e/c=eye color f/n=faction name
A crimson moon slowly began to rise over the horizon of the mountains in Skyrim. 'Time to go,' you thought, staring up at the blood moon, after all, it was your faction's symbol. You were a member of a faction that was related to the Dark Brotherhood. It was f/n, and it focused on secretly keeping the peace. No contracts to tell you who to kill, no dead corpse whispering into someone's mind to tell them who to go to, just killing whoever caused trouble. The only thing that held the f/n back, was the moon.
You only killed when a blood moon was out, for that was when the night stayed night longest, and people are uneasy. Tonight, you had to kill a certain fellow who threatened the peace of a town called Falkreath. You dreaded heading to Falkreath because that is where the last Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary hid. You were unsure as to the exact location of their hideout, but you knew that it was