Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 5Cindy forced herself not to giggle as it looked like Freddy’s cheeks were burning up, despite being just fabric, wires and metal.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 5 in General Fiction More Like This
“Y-Y-EEEESS-ZZ-SS.” He said as Ruby walked around behind him.
“Let’s fix your neck first Freddy. That does not look comfy.” She could see an unnatural object sticking up through what she guessed was his chassis but without ripping the fur on his costume.
Cindy just stared at the bear as Ruby couldn’t find any zipper or openning.
As if Freddy heard her thought, he said.
“M-MY BA-A-ACK POPS O-O-OOOOFF BY-Y-Y COMMMMMA-A-A-A-ZZZ-ND.” He said and a hydrolic hiss was heard as his back opened, slowly until it was parallel with the floor.
The fur was securely attached to the hard metal piece that protected the hardware underneath, which explained why she couldn’t find a zipper and how they got Freddy open for repairs. She wondered why they didn
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 33Garda twitched after Ruby vanished, his eyes changing from brown to a sickly grey as Golden Freddy appeared in her place.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 33 in General Fiction More Like This
He fell onto his arse as everyone else was tense except for Freddy, he was frowning.
However Garda had fallen silent, despite his face holding a screaming expression of fear, sweat dripping down his brow as he violently.
Whatever Ruby did, it ruined what was left of his mind.
Crystal looked at the two bodies in the next room, feeling her heart throb in sorrow.
Ruby was truly gone...She walked over and knelt, letting out a pained sob as the new Chica lowered her head, trying to stop herself from crying, even though she was failing horribly.
“Lass?” Foxy knelt beside Crystal, giving Ruby a sad look until Crystal spun around and hugged him, burying her face in his chest and cried.
He could only rub her back soothingly as his only working eye glazed over, fighting so hard to not cry despite losing a member of his family.
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 4When the two finally got home, the pizza was finished off long before as Ruby skillfully reversed up to a large shed, parking just in front of the door.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
“I still say you should’ve left him.” Cindy repeated for like the millionth time.
“Oh shut up and open the door, I’ll get the tarp off Freddy.” She replied, easily stepping up onto the bed tray, since Freddy’s weight had make the bed a lot lower then normal. Taking the straps off that held Freddy in place, she managed to get the large tarp off the bear, throwing it to Cindy, who flinched, complaining it was hot.
“Well it’s been in the sun, what do you expect?” She asked before looking at Freddy. He was currently motionless, slumped against the cabin.
“Alright, how to get you down...” She knelt, looking at the bear’s face. “I wonder...Freddy?”
The bear’s head twitched violently, faint whirring as his eyes turned over to look at her before-
Hunk a Junk-Five Nights at Freddy's-PrologueSo the new restaurant had been opened. Mr. Fazbear had passed away from heart failure and his son, having children of his own, plus knowing their secrets, had sold the company to a new family that moved into town recently.Hunk a Junk-Five Nights at Freddy's-Prologue in General Fiction More Like This
However, after hiring a new night guard for the first couple of nights, he complained about the old animatronics and new ones trying to attack him.
The new owner, Mr. Lanners, assured him that the animatronics had no night modes, so they were searching for people, thinking they were in the wrong room.
To prove he wasn’t losing his mind or lying to them, he asked Mr. Lanners if a separate security camera could be set up, hidden, behind him so that both sets of animatronics couldn’t see it.
Surely enough on the guard’s fourth night, all evidence was recorded and now, Mr. Lanners himself was caught in a difficult position.
If he got rid of the animatronics, their popularity would fall to shambles, it was the only reason he bought the forsaken company.
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 34“B-but Ruby said you died!” Cindy’s eyes were wide with shock, thankfully the others hadn’t heard, who knows how they would’ve reacted, then she realised something.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 34 in General Fiction More Like This
“You sang that fucking lullaby to an infant?”
The woman blinked.
A fierce, almost angry breeze blew, sending some debris flying as they flinched. More thunder rumbled through the heavy, dark clouds high above their heads. It was like someone was standing beside them, radiating rage...or misery...but as soon as the breeze came, it went.
Cindy recited it, nearly bursting into tears again, forcing herself to shut her eyes to stop herself from doing so. When she finished and looked up, Opal had an expression of mute horror.
“I....how could she?”
“What do you mean by that? Why would you even care?” She hissed, trying to keep her voice down despite everyone looking at them now.
“The thing is, when I had Ruby, I didn’t have time to
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 6By the time Ruby had finished, Cindy got to know a bit about Freddy from his response to certain questions.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 6 in General Fiction More Like This
She walked over, a small grin on her face before kneeling in front of Freddy and installing his new voice box with high quality pieces rather then the cheap crap they originally had in there.
“It’s great to see you two getting along. Alright Freddy, how’s that?” She asked, leaning back as he still had a really bad odour.
“I FEEL FANTASTIC!” He boomed happily, wiggling his ears-until one got stuck but he didn’t care, he was just so happy to have his real voice back! However he looked at Ruby and winced. Her ears were ringing.
“S-Sorry.” He apologised, forgetting Ruby was right there.
“Dang you really weren’t kidding! Can you sing-”
“WELCOME TO FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZERIA, WHERE CHILDREN AND ADULTS COME TO PLAY.” He sang loudly and proudly, despite their neighbour yelling at them to keep it down
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 9Ruby and Cindy looked at each other, nodding.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 9 in General Fiction More Like This
“I got Bonnie and Foxy.”
“I’ll fix Freddy and Chica.”
Freddy was already awake and for the most part, was fine. The real issue was activating the others...or at least seeing if they were still able to do so...
Cindy knelt next to Chica, looking her over.
That face was terrifying.
“I’m going to see if I can repair her outside damage and what I can, then you can try to activate her.”
“Good idea, let me know when you’re done. I’ll be repairing Bonnie first.” Ruby said, looking at Bonnie’s exposed endoskeleton. His original face was there beside him but it looked like it had been crushed.
“The other Bonnie attacked him, tearing his face off.” Freddy answered when she looked over at the bear.
“Jesus...” Ruby shook her head. “If anything, those animatronics are way more dangerous then you guys.” Freddy looked sadly at Bonnie as Ruby m
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 2“What the HELL is Freddy doing here?!” Cindy yelled, already backing up. Since Mike escaped from the old pizzeria, he told everyone about the animatronics, even showing footage he caught on his phone at one point. Now everyone in town was scared sh*tless of the old animatronics.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
However Ruby wasn’t the outgoing type and as such, had no idea why everyone was so scared of a friggin bear. Though those exposed wires and eyes did make it creepy. She walked up to it until Cindy pulled her back.
“What the HELL are you doing?!” She gave Cindy a blank look.
“Come on, dude, it’s a bear. Besides, no one would leave it here if it was dangerous, that’s just stupid.” Ruby walked over to the robot. It was ridiculously tall, even with it slumped out against the, *ahem* Vintage couch.
It looked badly worn and damaged. If she could fix it up, it would look wicked in her workshop! She had knelt near ‘Freddy’ to have a closer look. It didn&
Hunk A Junk: Ask the Crew! Part 1Sailormbmoon walked into the pizzeria, climbing onto the stage as all the animatronics stretched and started moving about.Hunk A Junk: Ask the Crew! Part 1 in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey guys, we got some questions in!”
“LEMME SEE! LEMME SEE!” Chica cried enthusiastically, instantly rushing over and snatching the paper before reading it.
Freddy walked over.
“Well Chica? What are the questions?”
“Zeusthefox asks: I would like to ask them a group question,”
“So it’d be fer all us?” Foxy asked, sitting down on the ledge of Pirate’s cove, swinging his legs.
“Looks like it, anyway, he asks, ‘What would they think of living in a world like Mobious?”
“What’s Mobious?” Bonnie asked, fiddling with his guitar while looking at Sailormbmoon.
“You remember that game I brought in a couple of weeks back with the fast blue hedgehog?”
“Aye, ol’ Foxy reme’bers t’at. Ye alw’ys dr’
Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 14So after an intense scare, they started repairing Chica. Now Cindy had already fixed everything external while Chica was unconscious so Ruby just had to fix all the circuitry inside, then Chica would recover and feel a lot better. The sun was just starting to set.Hunk a Junk -Five Nights at Freddy's- Chapter 14 in General Fiction More Like This
Ruby’s eyes widened.
No wonder Chica felt crap,
Because she was FULL of crap. Literally!
She had a large hole on her hip and something had decided to make her inner structure their home. Thankfully it wasn’t still in there, but it looked like an old rat’s nest and it took several hours to properly get everything out, clean it, put it back in and replace whatever that former tenant had chewed through or scratched up.
Cindy looked like she was going to be sick once Ruby quietly whispered in her ear what was wrong
Now she was going to have nightmares.
Ruby even found spare yellow minky laying around from Cindy’s other hobby, making toys, and used it to completely replace all of the old disgusting f
PirateJapanxPirate!ReaderxPiraPirateJapanxPirate!ReaderxPirate!Scotland (With Bounty Hunter Australia)PirateJapanxPirate!ReaderxPira in General Fiction More Like This
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You watched as the cupped, worn hands shook roughly. The fingers were dyed yellow from too many years of smoking and dealing with mysterious plants. The said fingers splayed, letting the treasure held within spill over the cracking table top. Bones, each carved with a different rune, were spilled across the table.
The man across the table leaned in close, his brown eyes narrowing as he studied the runes. His eyes darted back and forth, widening, then narrowing, before he scooped the bones up and threw them again.
"Yao, you've been doing this for the past hour."
"Shhhhhh." He scowled at you, studying the bones again, this time picking one up and licking it. You grimaced, lips pursed. Yao grinned crazily, eyes unfocused. He shook his head violently, eyes shut tight.
"Aiyah, no matter what I do, your future suck ass!!"
"Thank you so much." You roll
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Queen of the seas
The heels of your white leather boots made a clicking noise as you made your way through the silent cobbled streets of Cassis, France. Jones followed you along with Yao, both looking slightly apprehensive. You continued on your way, trying to ignore the fear preying at your mind.
Finally you arrived at your destination. A small, cracked, greying doorway tucked into an alleyway. You knocked, leaning on the crumbling wall next to it. Yao looked about, tugging on his hair, while Jones nervously tapped on the burnished gun holstered to his hip.
You knocked again, harder this time, more insistent. Yao let out a sigh, pulling a dragon head pipe full of tabaco out of his ridiculously large sleeves. You knocked again, feeling your already short patience growing thinner.
The door was yanked open and a very sleepy, irritated and
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Fight for life.
Yūrei- Yūrei are a type of Japanese ghost, usually female (though males do exist), traditionally shown as wearing all white with long black hair that hangs in front of their face. They are typically bound to specific places or objects, and often have a mission of vengeance.
------England's point of view-------
"You Fucking Wanker." I grumbled at Alfred's back. Tripping on a tree root, I growled out a curse.
"Not my fault the car broke down." He shot a glare at me, the moonlight glinting off his glasses.
"Guys! Fighting fix nothing!" Yao walked next to me, his mouth full of dumplings. The basket in his arms was piled with more.
"Oui." Francis swatted branches out of his way, shrieking when they tangled in his hair.
I glanced at Ivan. The tall Russian was unfazed by the foliage around us. Of course.
Why were we out in the middle of a bloody forest?
Because Alfred just HAD to ride in that crappy
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"None of you fucking business."
He fell to his knees, sobbing like a newborn child.
"PLEASE!! I NEED HER!"
-------Arthur's point of view------
"Piss off." My voice was tight with anger. My fist were clenched and it took all of my will power not to hit him.
Tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes. He glared at me with a ferocity I never thought possible of him.
"You don't understand." His voice was shaking with what sounded like a mixture of anger and sadness.
I scowled, knowing that soon the neighbors would be looking outside, the commotion he was causing was a nuisance.
"Come on in then." I stepped aside to let him in. Francis entered, still glaring at me.
I held up a hand before he could open his mouth.
"I'm not telling you were ______ is."
His face contorted with anger, "WHY?!"
I glared back, "She doesn't want to be the fallback anymore. She's tired of you walking all over her."
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There was another one. Another lily.
You sighed, gently picking up the beautiful bloom and tossing onto the winter frosted lawn. They always appeared every morning in the mailbox.
It was fifth one this week. The twentieth one that month. There was no need for you to try to remember how many in the past year.
At first when these little flowers had appeared, you had thought that your boyfriend, Francis, was the one doing it. But he had told you he would never do something as distant as that. He would much rather bring you a bouquet of flowers personally, just to see the expression on your face.
"Anozer one?" Francis looked up, a frown on his lips. You nodded, flipping through the mail.
Bills, advertisement, card from your mother and, You frowned at the last one, an unmarked letter.
Ripping it open, you paled at the words on the light blue paper.
Roses are red
Violets aren't blue.
If your boyf
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Pixies and Tea
"Listen Mint Bunny, there has to be a spell I can use to let the others see you." Arthur leaned forward, staring seriously at the small green rabbit.
"You might accidentally kill me, you know your spells go wrong."
"Yes, but maybe--" The British man stopped talking as he saw the rabbit shake it's head.
"I'll pass. It's fine that just you can see me." Mint bunny chirped, Arthur grinned and patted his friends head.
Arthur with the rabbit talked a few minutes longer, He was still a bit disheartened that Mint Bunny was the only one of his friends the other countries couldn't see. It had happened a few months back, Suddenly Alfred could see Unicorn and Francis the faeries, pretty soon all of the other countries could see all of Arthur's friends, except Mint Bunny.
"ARTIE!" He turned and saw ______ Walking into the kitchen. Smiling Arthur ran over sweeping her into a hug.
You smiled at Arthur. He
FrancexReader OneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
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Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Even though your eyes were closed and you still felt like you were in bed, you knew something wasn't right.
When you finally gathered up the courage to crack an eyelid open, you felt your heart sink as your suspicion was confirmed.
You were still in your bed, but your bed wasn't in your house. Instead, you were staring, dumbfounded, around a large cavern. A large, drippy, moldering, cavern. Your eyes narrowed as you looked about, studying your surroundings.
There were seven archways leading out. Each one had a word chiseled above it.
luxuria gula avaritia acedia ira invidia superbia
You frowned, the words...No.... The names were familiar.
lust gluttony greed sloth wrath envy pride
The Seven Deadly Sins
The only way to leave was to choose one. You stood up and headed over towards them.
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A man was walking across the park, the hem of his long coat flapping about his ankles. You frowned, he looked familiar some how.
He turned his head slightly, flicking a cigarette into the snow. He froze, looking at you. You stared back. Even though his hair was slightly shorter and shaggy, and stubble covered his cheeks you knew who it was. His emotionless violet eyes stared back at you.
You shivered, wrapping your arms around your torso.
It was Francis.
The scruffy remnant of a man you used to know stood silent.
"Francis? Is that really you?"
He nodded slightly, lifting the cigarette to his lips. You stared, still astonished at how changed your friend had become.
"Take a picture _____. It'll last longer." Francis's voice was hoarse and his tone uncaring.
Your jaw dropped. Before you had left, Francis would have
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For most people cleaning is a job that is preformed quickly. A duty that is a boring necessity. For others, cleaning is a habit, something that is done at the end of every day.
For you, cleaning was nothing, mainly because you never had to. Not anymore.
Not since a Brownie had decided to make it's home in your walls.
At first you had thought that the tiny scratching noises and low chattering in the walls was a mouse. But then you noticed the small changes in your house.
Clothing you had left on the floor was suddenly clean and neatly folded on your dresser. Dishes left in the sink vanished, magically reappearing in their respected cupboards clean and dry. The house was no longer dusty and every room looked as if it had never been touched, much less lived in.
You first had thought that you might be sleep cleaning, it seemed probable and an option not to dismiss. However you soon came to realize that there was some
The Link of HeroesNintendo is full of heroes:The Link of Heroes in Free Verse More Like This
Some tall, some short, some hardly seen.
Yet one young hero was chosen,
And now wears the old hero's green.
His hair was the colour of wheat.
His eyes were a pure shade of blue.
And while his smile made him look sweet,
His cold glare could cut you in two.
Opposed to all who love evil,
And cherished by all that is good:
The people's loyal Protector.
But humble, yet noble, he stood.
He came from a lowly forest,
Not a proud and wealthy household.
His past is shrouded in secret.
His origin story, not told.
He became a Knight of Hyrule,
The Defender of light and peace.
Guardian of the wise Princess,
Whose rule, all hoped, would never cease.
Arrayed and skilled with his weapons,
The envy of respected Lords,
He holds the shield of his Kingdom,
And he wields the Master of swords.
With a tune, he summons the storm.
The Sages hear him and rejoice.
With one call his horse runs to him.
The Fairies respond to his voice.
He bears the power of Courage.
The Triforce i
Dis' Story - Part 29"Mother? Remind me, did I leave my bow in the bedroom or in the storehouse?"Dis' Story - Part 29 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dis looked up from her book as a young dark-haired Dwarf lad poked his head around the door.
"It's in the cupboard," she replied.
Kili was 25 years old and had shown impressive talent when it came to archery.
"You tidied it away again, didn't you Mother?" He said with a shake of his head. "Of course I did," Dis told him, raising an eye.
If her family couldn't find something, it was usually because Dis had put them away. Really, it was various weapons she didn't care to see lying around.
The many years of hiding away swords and daggers and things because of exploring infants had meant Dis had developed a habit of putting away anything a baby might hurt itself with.
Not that there were any babies or toddlers crawling about now.
Kili and Fili were young boys, not babies.
"And how could anyone hurt themselves with a bow?" Kili had thought, not caring to recall the one time he had caught his
Dis' Story - Part 25 2/3______continued________Dis' Story - Part 25 2/3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For so long, he and Dis tried not to think of the loss of their brother. But Fili looked so....sweet.
"Your Uncle Frerin...went away, to wait," he answered.
"Wait for what?"
"Wait...for us to go and join him,"
"Why doesn't he wait here?"
"He doesn't live here,"
"But he won't see the baby,"
"He will one day, Fili. He'll meet both of you,"
"He didn't see me as a baby as well?"
"No, he wasn't here. But he will see you too,"
"When we go and join him?"
"When will that be?" Fili was now looking right at his uncle and Thorin blinked a couple of times, trying to work out what to say.
"I...I do not know, my nephew. It may be any time, or it might be in many years. I would like it to be ages until you meet him,"
"Why? Why not now?"
"You're not ready. You are too young and it would be sad if you went and joined him now,"
"Can't Uncle Frerin come here?" Fili looked upset. Thorin was sad too. He wished Frerin could.
Dis' Story - Part 27To begin with, only Dis held Kili.Dis' Story - Part 27 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Doctors were still unsure if he would live for very long. But Kili seemed to show no sign of wanting to die. He carried on living.
He wasn't in perfect health, for though he lived, he was, after all, a premature child.
Still, if it were not for Thorin, Fili, and Kili, Dis would have given up ages ago when news that her husband was dead came to her. But she knew that, rather mourn and brood over what she didn't have, she should cherish and nurture what she did have.
What she had was her older brother, the Dwarf that saved her when she was 10 years old and never left her side. And she had her two sons. Two precious treasures from Krili.
One had his looks.
The other had his name.
She was content with that.
Life needed getting used to.
Ered Luin was slowly rebuilt with stone while the residents slept in tents until their houses were restored. Dis knew that it was in one of the buildings that Krili had met death. She knew not which building...nor
Dis' Story - Part 41 (Finale)Dis walked along the path and climbed as high as she dared.Dis' Story - Part 41 (Finale) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the air was too hard to breathe, she stopped climbing and gave a satisfied sigh, her smile making one last appearance.
The sun was setting in the West, and it was to the West that Dis turned.
The World was at peace now.
Mordor had been beaten, there was a King in Gondor, and Middle-Earth was happy.
But Dis no longer belonged to Middle-Earth. She wasn't wanted here.
She had heard a calling in her sleep.
Her left hand opened. Still shining, was Fili's ring, which Krili had given him.
Fili had wanted it back. She would give it to him.
Tenderly, Dis sat down and leant against the Mountain, feeling her body relax...and her heart...beating....slower...
Each breath she took seemed tired and her eyes began to droop. Her energy was abandoning her for good.
But Dis did not mind.
The burnt orange sky shimmered above h
Dis' Story - Part 20Fili was with his mother again. He snuffled and cooed happily having been fed. He was now resting on his mother's shoulder with his proud father on one side and a proud uncle on the other.Dis' Story - Part 20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He was blissfully unaware of his future and the family he had been born into.
But everyone else did.
The sun had risen over the Blue Mountains.
While the infant prince dozed, watched over by his three guardians, Ered Luin was alive with excitement.
Balin had given the official announcement that a baby prince had been safely delivered. Many Dwarves had eager eyes fixed on the house, wanting to see the prince when it was presented. The prince's presentation would be at mid-day and the Dwarves were already preparing a grand celebration.
To Dis, it seemed that her time of sorrow was finally over.
Time seemed to pass quickly and life with a baby was a new experience for all of them.
The Dwarves had celebrated for weeks after the birth of the prince and many loved the child.
Dis' Story - Part 39Since receiving the letter, Dis hadn't uttered a word.Dis' Story - Part 39 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She would never speak again.
Not out loud.
The Burglar, who her family had befriended, had already left with Gandalf when she arrived but had promised to return again one day.
(A year or so later, he did, accompanied by Gabdalf and Balin who had fetched him. He was a curious creature called Baggins and he watched her as she walked about her mountain, still dressed in black. He could find no words to say to her. The Wizard had approached Dis, but he could not think what would be appropriate to say either).
So it was with all.
No-one could even think of beginning a conversation with her.
She would only turn and gaze at you with her empty brown eyes.
Those eyes burned through you.
You felt ashamed to be there.
You felt ashamed to be alive and living while her family had died and gone.
It took years to fully restore Erebor.
In that time, Dwarves had arrived from Ered Luin and were happy to be home and rebuild it
Dis' Story - Part 40The years wore away at Dis.Dis' Story - Part 40 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She grew older, wiser, and ever more solemn.
Yet her beauty was still there, hidden in her face. It was an ancient beauty, like old pieces of furniture or artwork.
That was Dis: a beautiful old painting which stirred sorry emotions in the hearts of others.
All had forgotten the sound of her voice and all had forgotten the sight of her smile.
At night, guards would be sure they heard quiet, eerie singing from the depths of the tombs. It was a haunting sound...but that sounded very beautiful too.
However, upon investigating, all they found was Dis, knelt by her brother and sons, head bowed, lips still shut as firmly as it always was, and hands, pale, delicate, porcelain hands, held to her chest, where the remains of an aged and burnt out heart still went on beating.
She lived through many, many years.
She heard of Balin leaving the Mountain with Ori and Oin, and of the growing threat in Mordor.
But she no longer cared for such things.
News came that Oin
Dis' Story - Part 31Thorin and Dis hadn't noticed at first...but Fili, of course, had.Dis' Story - Part 31 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But as the problem grew, it became more and more apparent that something was dangerously wrong.
It first became obvious when Kili was crawling about. Whenever Fili left the room, Kili would look sad. The longer Fili was away, the more agitated Kili became.
When Kili was three, Fili had gone to have his first training session with his Uncle. Kili had responded to it very badly. He kept trying to get out of the house and he wept bitterly. Nothing Dis could say or do would pacify him.
He wouldn't eat.
He wouldn't drink.
He wouldn't sleep.
He simply cried...until Fili came home. Then he was fine.
Dis had called a Dwarf of Medicine and he had diagnosed Kili with a form of anxiety disorder, probably due to his early birth, he thought. The good news was that Kili was eventually grow out of it.
"What do we do until then?" Dis had asked.
"Keep Kili calm and don't let the boys be separate for too long if you can possibly help it,
Dis' Story - Part 11The darkness was so thick it was suffocating.Dis' Story - Part 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dis blinked, trying to discern where she was.
"Something is wrong...something is coming," raspy, hollow voices said around her.
All of a sudden, fire sprang up around Dis and the sky was tinted with bright orange, pink, and red. A shadow loomed up: Erebor! Her Mountain! Her home.
Then there were screams.
Fire rained down like hail and the Dragon swooped down and perched on top of the Mountain in triumph. He roared and raised his winds in a victorious show. Then, still in his scarlet splendour, Smaug descended and landed in front of Dis.
Around were Dwarves running for their lives and were being eaten up, one by one.
She couldn't move.
Out of Erebor she saw, running, her grandfather and her father. Smaug turned and snapped them up in his jaws.
"Sister! We must run!" Thorin was next to her, tugging at her hand. "We must run!" he repeated.
But Dis could not move.
"Thorin! I can't," she whimpered. Her voice sounded different. It was the voice o
Soft Keys...Gently...Soft Keys... in Free Verse More Like This
my fingers touch the keys
and the music starts...
slow and soft it plays like a river...
with calm tunes and uplifting voices...
and time stops for four minutes.
Nothing else matters...
Just me and the keys.
With each note my thoughts cease
and everything is full of peace.
Then I stop.
Why did I stop?
And I stare..
At the black and white bars staring back at me...
But the music is still playing in my mind.
FormToo wideForm in Free Verse More Like This
Be Quiet..It starts quietly.Be Quiet.. in Free Verse More Like This
The authoritative says only a few words
and it starts quietly.
All is kept busy
second by small second
a quiet one
and the silence,
soon it's short-lived
Another whisper joins the first
and then a
ArmsI wish you would hold me in your armsArms in Romance More Like This
like you used to
and sing me songs of old and new.
Of lilies turning into roses
and children growing into adults overnight.
But that's just one of my dreams.
I wish....I wish you'd look at me.I wish.... in Free Verse More Like This
I wish you'd stare.
I wish you'd see my tired eyes,
And my uncombed hair.
I wish you'd cringe,
I wish you'd scowl,
At my sight, which is so foul.
I wish you'd spit in my face,
And laugh at my tears.
I wish you'd make fun
of all of my fears.
I wish you would tell me I’m ugly
and a lie....
though I still don't want to say goodbye
I wish you could see all of my scars
for there are as many as the night stars.
I wish you could view the pain
I wish that i wouldn't stumble so much when i walk.
I wish i would never fall
And leave bruises on my body
"Everyone makes mistakes" they say, and
"Nobody's perfect" and
"You have to forgive yourself" and
I wish I could be worthy of you.
I wish I could for once smile at my reflection
I wish I...
didn't start every sentence with 'I'
What do you wish?
Life's to short for frowningHey guysLife's to short for frowning in Free Verse More Like This
is anyone feelin sad?
depressed or down?
Anyone ever feel like
they'd keep livin with a frown?
Well it's easy to say
"Cheer Up! Be happy!"
but words are just words.
And actions speak louder!
So i'll write you this poem
and hug you tight.
Reminding you that everything will be alright!
Keeping u warm.
And showin u love.
Life is too short to for crying
Life is too short for sighing.
is that a smile i see?
just a reminder of how happy
you make me.
To Be a....(read description)Wouldn't be niceTo Be a....(read description) in Free Verse More Like This
to be who you aren't?
To have no worries
To be a cat.
Nap all day,
Play all night,
grow fat on cans,
and chasing after birds
in the sky?
To be a dog.
to chase your tail mindlessly,
to chase after rubber toys,
and bark at squirrels
To be a fish.
To swim in circles,
Yeah, it would be pretty easy...to do that
all the rest of your life?
Thoughts..I sit.Thoughts.. in Free Verse More Like This
The teacher's dull words make want to
I try to pay attention,
but my attempt is short-lived.
I am now aboard on my own train of thought.
about worries and cares.
What should I do?
This question I always ask,
but it's the answer I fear.
Will my decisions cause harm?
Or will I let the worry murder my mind?
What do I do?
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - BONUS 2'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - BONUS 2 in Romance More Like This
----'Just Be': BONUS 2---
(The other trainees discuss the Reader's performance during the latest graded exam. The chronological position is after the events of Part 7)
In the evening following the conclusion of their exam, the other trainees gathered around a crisply burning fire. Nowhere to be seen, you were off visiting the medical office to tend to a slightly sore wrist.
Your rivals - and comrades - had quite a few things to say about your performance during the exam that afternoon. Most of them were of differing opinions. Not all were of praise.
"I have to admit," Reiner said, frowning his thick brows in thought. "While the use of stealth and pseudo-invisibility is nothing new in on the battlefield, she's taken it to an entirely different level. It's what makes her unique and valuable as a soldier."
"Is it practical, though? Getting the jump on humans," Eren argued vehemently. "...is not nearly the same as sneaking up on a Titan. The way we detect other humans is just n
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 28'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 28 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 28---
Your heart was racing like a turbine as you prepped yourself for battle. Remembering Armin's earlier warnings, you checked your gear one more time. The mechanism looked a little overheated, but not enough to hamper your maneuvering. You had already replenished your fuel supply, so that wasn't a problem. Your harnesses were in good condition, and your handles were working fine.
Check-ups like these were necessary. It would certainly be an immense about of suck if one's 3D Maneuvering gear were to break in the middle of battle. That said, you thought about how Jean had also overworked his own gear earlier. Better remind him about that, you thought.
Your physical condition could have been better. It could have also been worse. Being a soldier, you were no fragile doll when it came to enduring physical injury. The various bruises and scratches you had collected were discomforting, but not in a way t
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 2'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 2 in Romance More Like This
----'Just Be': Part 2---
(This chapter retells the events of Part 1, with a focus on how Jean sees the reader upon their first meeting.)
His thoughts as he lay crumpled on the ground in pain, hands clenched against his head?
That motherfucker has a forehead like a sack of bricks.
He was, of course, referring to the instructor Keith Shadis, having had a taste of Sergeant Nasty's favourite way of rewarding blunt, impudent honesty. Some fucking reward. Not that it was any less than what he had expected. As Shadis moved on to sink his teeth into the next trainee in line, namely yourself, the young man on the ground slowly climbed back onto his feet. Grunting with discomfort, he shook his copper-blond head to clear it out. Then, doing his best to emulate the professionalism of a soldier, he planted his feet apart, straightened his back and shoulders, narrowed his eyes forward, and resumed standing at attention.
...An irritated eyebrow twitched. His head was still
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 6'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 6 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 6---
You slept fitfully that night. When you blearily blinked your eyes open the next morning, your head was spinning - and your body was sore beyond comprehension. Your muscles screamed in agony and protest as you struggled to rise from your bunk, and your bones felt ready to snap at the slightest touch. You felt a strain pulling your back and abdominal muscles - a reminder of the hellish run in which you were strapped into the 3D Maneuver Gear. Alarmingly enough, you also felt a strange soreness crisscrossing over the surface of your skin, around your chest, back, shoulders and legs.
Nearly tumbling out of your bunk, you slipped behind the changing screen to investigate.
You checked underneath your clothes, and found that the full-body harness had left painful, linear bruises all over your body. Black and purple lines, though faint, tattooed the surface of your skin, wrapping around your thighs and torso. As you gingerly touched them, they flared with a dull ac
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 27'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 27 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 27---
With the fall of Trost, the front line receded to Wall Rose, where the remnant forces saw to their injuries and tensely awaited orders. When the surviving cadets of the 104th Training Division finally ascended the wall and were cleared to enter Rose, their superiors reacted with surprise. Everyone had all believed that the majority of their newest recruits had been killed in the initial attack. But no, a modest handful of them had made it to safety against all possible odds.
Truth be told, most of them were mistaken for half-dead. All of them were drained, pale, and shocked to the core, as though they had just combed their way through a living hell. The veteran members of the Garrison looked upon them with varying expressions of weariness, pity, and contempt.
Christa Renz, having heard the news of their return, ran as fast as her legs could carry her to the Wall. Ymir was at her heels, looking rather annoyed.
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 10'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 10 in Romance More Like This
[minor nudity and language. ...8D]
---'Just Be': Part 10---
Eren Jaeger was dripping from head to toe with bathwater, donning nothing but a towel around his waist as he hurried in frantic pace through the hallways of the bath house. In tow behind him was Armin Arlert, who looked just as bewildered (and red-faced) as he was. And trying desperately not to drop his towel.
"Oi. You guys!" he said loudly, demanding attention. "I heard Connie freaking out in the changing rooms just now - and was that [First] wandering around in here?!"
With footsteps that squelched with water and left shining puddles on the steam-slicked tiles, he approached the crowd of men that were, for some bizarre reason, packed tightly in front of the laundry room door.
" Guys? ..." Eren stared at them, dumbstruck. "What the hell are you all doing here? Gathered around like this... the fuck is going on?"
None of them answered. Once Eren took the time to visually survey the situation, he immediatel
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 11'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 11 in Romance More Like This
[Warning for mild suggestive themes 8D]
---'Just Be': Part 11 ---
The wind was a deep rumble in the crisp afternoon air, sending smoke-coloured clouds rolling across the sky like a breathing, shifting canvas. Filling the ambiance was the mild buzz of rain, as a light shower descended upon the outpost in gentle, noisy cascades. Nature and civilization alike gleamed under the rainfall, with cool droplets of water dripping steadily from leaves, rooftop edges, window panes... and wandering trainees caught in the torrent.
Avoiding the brunt of the rain, Marco and Jean had managed to find shelter inside the covered deck of their dormitory building, which by chance also afforded them a suitable amount of privacy for the discussion that was about to take place. With the exam period steadily reaching its end, most of the trainees, the two men included, were out of uniform. It could be said that a good number of them were enjoying an afternoon of leisure, especially following an entire month
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 25'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 25 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 25---
The surviving Cadets settled in to rest up and tend to their wounds. All of them removed their 3D Maneuvering Gear and set it to the side for the time being, yours included among them. It was both a relief and a source of nervousness - taking off the gear left you a little less burdened, but you felt naked and vulnerable without your best advantage against the Titans.
Not that you had to worry about Titans breaking into this part of the castle any time soon. With the Rogue Titan on the warpath outside, that bought some time for you and the others to determine the next course of action.
Survival, of course, remained at the very top of the list. All the while, you tried not to think about the ones who hadn't been able to make it this far. So many dead, so quickly...
"Jean. Connie. How is the situation looking right now?" Marco asked.
"Amazingly enough, Armin's idea is getting along without a single hitch," Connie r
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 7'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 7 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 7---
---Year 850 --- 2 Years After Enlistment --- 5 Years After the Fall of Wall Maria ---
"MOVE THOSE ROTTING LEGS, YOU MISERABLE DOGS!" The roar of Keith Shadis shattered the tranquility of the forest, like thunder in the pouring rain.
[Songstamp: DOA - Shingeki no Kyoujin OST]
The water-soaked ground was hammered into mud by a stampede of footfalls, all belonging to the 104th Trainees Division. Mounted on horseback, a cloaked Shadis herded his charges relentlessly through the torrential rainstorm, his demonic eyes scourging the crowd for anyone who wasn't pulling their weight.
The trainees, wearing hooded cloaks and bearing heavy supply packs, were all soaked head to boot as they sprinted through the watery onslaught, barely able to see beyond their noses. At every pumping step, their legs sloshed with rainwater and mud. Rivulets of water mixed wi
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 18'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] - Part 18 in Romance More Like This
---'Just Be': Part 18---
Back at headquarters, you encountered Marco alone, standing outside in the open air on the second-floor parapet. As always, he greeted you with a cheerful smile on those pleasant, mild features of his. This time though, you sensed a hint of sadness on his face.
You knew the reason why. It was strange. He had been your dear friend since the beginning. You had always relied on him, and recent events had only served to draw the two of you closer together. It seemed a twist of cruel irony that you and Marco would see less of each other in the coming days. Because of that, you felt a little awkward and more shy approaching him now. Well, there was another reason...
"Something wrong, [First]?" asked Marco, noticing your unease. "What's on your mind? If something is troubling you, you know you can always tell me."
Looking at your feet, you turned a little red. The other cadets were elsewhere, so the two of yo
1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 42[Name] Hmmm...*looks at the back of the dress* Does this bodice make my butt look big?1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 42 in General Fiction More Like This
[Name] Nothing! Ahem, now lets see....its reasonable to assume that we just went through a time portal-
[Name] Shut up! Like you said before, we look like we stepped out of the early 1800's. SO its also safe to assume that THAT is where we are...wherever 'here' is.
[Sam] Well fiddle faddle. Now what do we do?
[Name] *shrug* Go exploring?
[Sam]...sure why not!
[Prussia] Gak! Your crushing me!
[Russia] Oops~! Sorry~! ^J^
[Prussia] Save ze apologiez und GET OFF MEIN BACK!
[Russia] *stands up and brushes the dust off of his lapel* Wait a minute...*looks himself over* How did I get into these clothes?
[Prussia]Nnnng *slowly stands up* Vat are you talking ab-*looks at Russia* Vat are you vearing?
[Russia] *shrugs* Don't know...
[Prussia] *looks at himself in similar clothing* Who-ho! Not to shabby!
[Russia] I wonder where (name) and Sam ended
Russia and Reader: Prisoner part 1"Tell me what your doing here!"Russia and Reader: Prisoner part 1 in Humor More Like This
"Who are you to ask that? I was just minding my own buisness then BOOM I get knocked out and here I am!"
"I know your working for someone"
"Why are you here?!"
"Why are you doing here? And whose that guy? He kind of looks like a gi OW don't hit me!"
"Every minute you don't tell me anything I will cut off a finger"
"Mine or yours?"
"Well that doesn't seem fair" You got hit the girly looking guy again. "OW! what was that about? Don't you know I have enough problems with this guy going to cut my fingers off!"
"You got 20 seconds"
"WOAH MAN! anyone tell you have a big nose? ITS HUGE!"
"Im dead arn't I?"
"Tell me what I want to know and I may reconsider..."
"I don't know what you mean"
"oh yes you do"
"well fine um let me come up with some story to get you off my back um.... okay Im a distraction, yeah thats it! a distraction that was sent here to distract you people from what not... or am I? maybe i'm just saying
Russia and Reader: Prisoner part 2"I think you are lying" said the tall russian.Russia and Reader: Prisoner part 2 in Humor More Like This
"Oh you think? I am just here on vacation leave me alone dangit!" The russian picked up your right hand and held a knife to it.
"Since you refuse tp tell me what you are doing here. I will cut your fingers off. I will start with the middle one..."
"NAO! I NEEDS THAT ONE TO FLIP PEOPLE THE BIRD! I ALREADY TOLD YOU I KNOW NOTHING! NOTHING!" you exclaimed a tear or two formed in your eyes. The Russian pulled away and sighed.
"I think you are telling the true, but I will not take the chance that you are a threat. You will remain here as my prisoner"
"Well thats fine! Also there is a slight detail you should know, I will make you regret ever taking me." you let out a semi psychotic laugh earning you weird looks from the jerks. "oh wait what are your names i need to know so i can be dramatic"
"Ivan braginski, the country of russia"
"no wonder your so big and sound russian" you quietly said annd giggled
"what was that?"
"what was what?
Hetalia scenes from a hat 7[Alfred] Welcome to whose line where the point don't matter! point's are like a justin beiber song, it just doesn't matter! Our contestance today are -name-, Ivan, Gilbert, and our spectial guest Vladimir! we are going to start with a game called scenes from a hat, this is for everyone. i'm going to pull a piece of paper out of this hat and they have to come up with something to go with it. lets see the first one is... what would a real vampire think of twilight?Hetalia scenes from a hat 7 in General Fiction More Like This
[Vladmir] twilight? *censored* please! I suck blood, burn in sunlight, and get ALL the ladies!
[name] i bet you do
[Vladmir] Would you like to come back stage after the show?
*laughter from audiance*
[Alfred]*buzzer multiple times* Unlikely conversations inventors have
[name] hey i have an idea, lets combine a fork and a spoon together, that way we can have something thats practically unusable for most foods!
[Ivan] Hey joe, do you think this steel pipe will be used as a weapon?
Pickup lines HetaliaXReader 7France tries again...Pickup lines HetaliaXReader 7 in General Fiction More Like This
"-name-! Oh sweet -name-!"
"Oh snap it's France! Hide yo sealand, hide yo Finland, and hide you Sweden cause he be"
"Oh -name-! I finally caught up to you! How about you and I"
"France I have a boyfriend.... sort of but not really "
"And I have cloths on"
"Oh I thought we were playing a game where we name things that don't matter."
"You don't matter! *kicks France in the family jewels and runs off*"
"I will get you someday -name-, I SWEAR IT!"
And then things happened
"Sup guuuuuurl! I'm the awesome Poland and you should like totally become my girlfriend because I'm Poland!"
"Eh, good enough reason as any"
"Hey there bella, do you want to see why I am considered one of the greatest countries ever?"
"Are you flirting with me?"
"You could say that, but it's more like a personal invitation if you know what i mean"
House Guest 35You had some pretty legit cosplay at your house. If you were to go home and dig for something that resembled her... Nope that's a horrible idea! Guess you only have one thing to do... Leave the country! Then you realized you were broke and on top of that didn't have a passport. Well guess it's time to just hit the road on foot! Live of the land. You had nothing but Ivan at this point. You didn't want to be with him forever! You wanted to be free! Free as the wind! If you wanted to be with him it would be on your own terms, gradually and in public! Non of this "get dared to go over to his house for a week and somehow dying and having to stay with him forever and ever" crap! Today you start your day as an adventurer! Discovering the already discovered by either other people or google maps. You think, as you head out on this concrete road to the outskirts of town, this moment needs a song or two blended together just because!House Guest 35 in General Fiction More Like This
"Haters gonna hate, haters gonna hate! Haters gon, haters gon,
Pirate England X Reader part 20"We looked everywhere for them captain! We couldn't find a trace of them anywhere"Pirate England X Reader part 20 in General Fiction More Like This
"but they have to be here! Antonio's ship is docked here! Are you sure you looked everywhere?"
"yes captain they are no where to be found."
"fine then! We will continue the search tomorrow. I'm going into the cavern for ale, tell every one to return to the ship"
"Now" Arthur growled menacingly.
"y-yes captain!" the guy said.
Arthur walked down to the tavern in a horrible mood. There were girly screams comming from inside mixed with laughter and cheering and things being broken. He didn't want to get involved in a fight in his bitter mood but that didn't stop him from at least looking inside to see what the hell was going on inside. He peaked through the door.
Inside was a female standing on one of the few wooden tables inside. There was fire in her eyes as bright as he red hair. She was laughing. On the ground was the motionless body of a muscular guy. Another muscular guy with a sword drawn c
1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 39[Prussia] Ja. Vell here! *shoves doughnut box at (name)* Here are your precious doughnuts! I'm getting out of zis outfit *starts to walk away*1 hetalia Game Night: Monopoly with Russia 39 in General Fiction More Like This
[Russia] Nyet *stops Prussia* That is what you will be wearing this week, remember?
[Name] Yeah, remember. That's your punishment. *takes out a doughnut and takes a bite*
[Prussia] You are mean (name)!
[Name] *grins big*
[Prussia] Can I at least take zees heals off? Zere killing my feet!
[Name] I suppose.
[Prussia] YES! *kicks heals off in (name's) direction*
[Name] Hey! *gets hit in the head with both heals and gets knocked out*
[Russia] Little one! *rushes over to (name) and touches her head* Little one!
[Prussia] Is she alright?
[Russia] Nyet. She is knocked out.
[Prussia] Oh really? *walks over to (name)* Zat sucks *thinks* Wait. Sam and (name) are both passed out...
[Russia] Oh dear...poor thing.
[Prussia] Hey Russia?
[Russia] *turns to Prussia* Da?
[Prussia] *grins like an idiot* I have
2. Hetalia Game Night: Monopoly Madness part 3[Lativa] uh 7 *moves piece*2. Hetalia Game Night: Monopoly Madness part 3 in General Fiction More Like This
[Name] Are you going to buy it
[Name] BUY IT BUY IT
[Lativa] no thanks im fine
[Hannah] you guys are not getting the point of monopoly! your suposed to
*knocking sound of door*
[Russia] who could that be? Lithuania, could you go get the door please?
[Lithuania] yes mr russia *goes and opens the door and a look of shock appears on him*
[Hannah and Name] *looks to see who is there
[Name] *whispers* oh my...
[Hannah] *whispers* what ever you do, don't laugh
[Name] *whispers back* im trying not to
At the door
[Romano] *in a maid's dress* House cleaning
[France] *also in a maids dress* oui! house cleaning
[Hannah] *whispers* well gret to see France is okay after sacraficing him to russia earlier...
[Name] i know right thats really weird...
[Hannah] well at least prussia was quick when sending help for us... lets just hope there plan works...
[Lithuania] U-Uh...o-one m-moment please *walks over to Russia* U-Um M-Mister R-Rus
Pickup Lines HetaliaXReader 8 AmericaPickup Lines HetaliaXReader 8 in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey good looking!"
"Are you talking to me good sir?"
"Yeah -name- I am talking to you"
"Well don't call me good looking... it's weird."
"Whatever I just wanted to tell you something. It's really important!"
I can't go to the airport anymore. It's too much of a hassle to explain why my abs of steel set off the metal detector."
"arg! stupid bean bag! I can't get up!"
"O hon hon hon hon hon stuck are you?"
"How did you get into my house? Also. Haven't I rejected you enough already? Shoo!"
"Well you are in a, how you say, compromising position right now, no?"
"Try anything and I will kill you to death!"
"I like them feisty!"
" Oh hell na! ARTHUR SAVE ME!"
"Whisk me away from the frog!"
"Alright! Eyebrow powers activate!"
"Damn... I was so close this time! I will not give up though. The ladies love me, especially after my make over!"
You were just chillin' out browsing the internet when suddenly
Thor x Child! Reader |Ill|Thor x Child! Reader |Ill| in Romance More Like This
Thor wasn’t one to worry about many things. That was mostly because anything that could threaten him or hurt him he could take care of with a punch of his fist or a swing of his hammer. Basically, physical things weren’t that big of an issue for the prince.
But issues like getting sick? Those were a problem for him. Not personally for him, seeing as he was Asgardian; Sickness wasn’t exactly an occurrence in the society. No, it was only a bad thing when someone he loved got sick. In this case, it was his darling daughter, (Name).
He’d adopted her when he’d accidentally orphaned her during one of his secret attacks on the Jotuns, which she was one of. And unfortunately for him, that meant his daughter was susceptible to falling ill, which just so happened to be the case that morning when they awoke.
“F-Father…” She called for him weakly, her room directly across the corridor from his. He always came in to wake her up, however it appeared h
Loki x Pregnant! Reader |Long Enough|Loki x Pregnant! Reader |Long Enough| in General Fiction More Like This
You sighed softly, watching the two princes of Asgard about to leave for their latest mission. Exclusively for the brothers, you couldn’t help but feel a little worried. They weren’t allowed to have backup, and barely any outside conversation.
Which meant that your husband of one year was going to be gone, for who knows how long, and with the bare minimum of communication with you. It couldn’t have made you feel worse.
“Loki, the supplies have been secured. We meet at the SHIELD base in twenty minutes.” Thor stated, pulling you from your thoughts. The small frown on your lips had deepened, realizing it meant that they had to leave now to get there on time.
Loki nodded, putting his personal bag to the side as he came over to you. “Are you going to be alright, (Name)?”
“Of course. I’ve already scheduled the doctor’s visit. It’ll be tonight.” You replied, and he offered a small smile, despite the concern hidden in his
Steve x Reader |For Everything|Steve x Reader |For Everything| in Romance More Like This
That was a long, long time for someone to be gone. In fact, that’s about enough time for someone to leave their pregnant wife, and by the time they come back she’s gone and had the baby, and it’s sleeping soundly in a crib in the master bedroom.
Or at least, it’s supposed to be.
(Name) Rogers, absolutely exhausted wife of Steven “Steve” Rogers, felt that way as she stood up for the fifth time that evening only to drag herself over to her newborn’s crib and lift her out, cradling her close to her mother’s chest as her sobs eventually began to die down.
This was, let me remind you, the fifth time that night.
A heavy sigh escaped (Name)’s lips as she gently and carefully nestled the darling Sara Marie Rogers back down into her sleeping place, swaddling her up with the adorable blankets emblazoned with a Captain America shield, courtesy of a certain billionaire who thought they would look “absolutely precious” w
Questions About Frozen No One Ever AsksQuestions About Frozen No One Ever Asks in Reviews & Guides More Like This
~There Are Spoilers Here. Also, Read the Description, Please~
How is Elsa born with ice powers? Why don’t her parents have them?
Why is it Anna and Elsa can go downstairs and make a ton of noise but neither parent hears them until after Anna gets hit with the ice?
Why is it that the father suddenly knows who can help them, but goes and finds a book and searches through it?
How is it the father knows where the trolls are merely by looking at a picture in an old book of an obscure opening with a bunch of mossy rocks?
How is it the trolls know how to speak English? And why are they either British or black people from the South?
How is it the old troll can take some memories and keep the others?
Why can’t the old troll fix the problems with the heart? The head is just as important as the heart. Without the brain, the heart wouldn’t be able to pump blood. She also wouldn’t be able to see, hear or smell. What makes it so much easier to heal the head?
Avengers x Soldier! Reader |Homecoming| IIIAvengers x Soldier! Reader |Homecoming| III in General Fiction More Like This
A few hours ago, (Name) had been stuck in the middle of Stark’s party. You know, the one he’d promised to throw her barely an hour after she got back home? That’s the one.
It was totally amazing for her, to be honest. She loved every minute of the loud music, forcing Bruce to dance with her and “loosen up a little”, then getting Clint, Tony and even Pepper in on the dancing. The only one who hadn’t been there was Fury, Steve and Natasha. Which was okay, seeing as they were a little caught up in their lives at the moment.
Which secretly made her wonder why Clint hadn’t gone with Natasha and Steve, but she could hardly care more or less. Having a sexy archer with a really nice butt wasn’t anything she was about to miss out on.
However, the festivities had very quickly come to an end for her when she received the call from Steve. It had been a sudden one, and a very, very traumatic one at that.
”(Name), I need you to listen t
Tony x Baby! Reader |Open Your Eyes|Tony x Baby! Reader |Open Your Eyes| in Romance More Like This
“(Name), Honey, I need you to look at me.”
“At least...at least move, or something. Let me know you can hear me.”
The attack had been brutal. It was an act of revenge, of terror. He’d left the Tower for a meeting at S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ. He hadn’t really left (Name) on her own since he'd adopted her, and he just had such a bad feeling when he left her alone. It was a strange, terrifying and ominous feeling that he just couldn't shake the entire time he was gone.
A time that had been cut short when J.A.R.V.I.S. had suddenly notified him that the house had been breached and (Name) was being targeted.
Long story short, when the enemies realized that they wouldn't be able to kidnap her because of his sudden arrival, they resorted to the next best thing; beat-a-baby.
Needless to say they were all hospitalized shortly after the encounter, and Tony had scooped her up, wrapping her in t
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You grabbed your head in your hands, trying to keep from banging it against the keyboard. The blank paper that had been staring at you for the last twenty minutes wasn’t getting filled with words, and that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. But instead of trying to write anything down, you opted to just glare at it, moving your fingers towards the keys for a second, but giving up again.
Sitting in the Tower on the couch, you were attempting to finish up a story for writing’s sake. But to no avail; Every time you came up with something resembling an idea, it got botched with bad writing. Your frustration level just kept rising, and you were two seconds away from giving up.
“Ugh, I just want to write a story! Why does it have to be so hard??” You cried, practically tearing your hair out over this. You heard someone snicker nearby, and looked up to see Loki sitting across from you on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn, wearing quite the smir
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Being married to Loki Laufeyson has its ups and downs. Of course any self-respecting woman who could have even the most minimal understanding of logic or sensibility would know that.
And for (Name), she was one of the smartest and most logical, realistic person any of the Avengers had met. So she was full well aware of what she was getting into when she said “yes” to the Asgardian prince and gave herself to him with a ring, a vow and a steamy honeymoon.
It’d barely been a week since they’d come back to the Avengers Tower since then, and Tony, Pietro and Clint were still messing with her and Loki, teasing them about their lovely romantic month in Tahiti (Coulson had suggested it because it was a “magical place”), and every so often the trio ended up with a punch in the face, a kick in the gut or a warning shot fired near their heads.
They got the message fairly well, but being the idiots they were they still liked to poke fun at them from afar.
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“No, Daddy, don’t leave!! Please, please, please don’t leave!!” Adelaine cried, pulling at her father’s cape as he fastened it to his armor. The man smiled sadly, kneeling down to her daughters height. He still remained a foot taller than her, but it was better than standing six feet higher.
“Adelaine, my darling, I must go. Your mother and I have business to attend to in other worlds.” Thor explained gently, but elicited only a cry from his young daughter.
“B-But you can’t just leave us again!! Mathias and I will-- we’ll be really, really mad!!” She threatened, crossing her arms and pouting. Unfortunately her quivering lip only gave her away. Thor laughed quietly at her attempt at defiance, and pulled her into his strong arms, holding her against his chest comfortingly.
“My dear, I know you will be, but this is something we have to do. If we don’t go and serve our duties as protectors, then we could all be h
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Sophia, Stephen and Spencer Rogers were not particularly fond of thunderstorms.
Although, when you think about it, there aren’t many children who really are. Loud noise, flashing and startling light, not to mention the pounding of rain relentlessly upon the roof and walls of the home. The only issue with them was that because they were triplets, their fears were three times as worse as the usual child.
Which was why Sophia sat planted in her mother, (Name)’s, lap. Her tiny frame clutched onto her mommy’s pajama shirt as they were seated on the floor, playing with the foam-like building blocks while they waited the nasty weather out. Spencer was seated across from them, shaking ever so slightly as the noise was a little more frightening for him than anyone else. However his brother, Stephen, always told him that big boys don’t cry, no matter what they’re scared of. So he tried to hold his own, playing blocks and trying to keep his cool and look like a grown
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Luciano no entendía el por qué Sebastián andaba tan pensativo el día de hoy. Era como sino estuviese en el mismo sitio que él, oteando distante el cielo rojo del atardecer, labios apretados y por la noche sentado junto a la ventana, observando el mar con cierta melancolía en la cara, las rodillas contra el pecho, el rostro ladeado. En ocasiones hunde la cara entre sus brazos, molesto, pero nada dice, nuevamente convertido en ese salvaje acertijo que Portugal siempre intentó esquivar mientras corría envuelto en llamas hacia él.
Brasil no odiaba más un recuerdo de vuelta en su mente que éste; la carne de Sebastián en sus manos y el corazón atrapado en la selva o entre las palabras bonitas de Martín. Le da la impresión de que aún hoy se encuentra en ese sitio contra su voluntad, el llanto por los recuerdos rotos atrapado en el pecho oscureciéndole la mirada, destrozándo
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Poco podían saber los ingleses de estos ritmos secretos llenos de emoción entre sus rígidos modales. Sin embargo, Arthur conocía bien el tango; lo escuchaba a hurtadillas a veces intentando sonsacarle el ritmo y así ser capaz de expresarse con su querida guitarra Green Special, para exorcizar de su cabeza la idea peregrina de adueñarse un poco más de Argentina (¡qué ironía!).
Sabía de sus letras melancólicas y esperanzadoras, denunciantes del mundo que las oprimían; sabía también que eran el latir de un corazón triste o el latir de dos corazones enamorados, envueltos en un lazo cargados de alegría y tragedia; irrompible, inmutable como una condena.
¿A dónde iban? No se inquietó, sólo lució un poco más ansioso que antes. Apretó la mano de Martín y corrió junto a él.
Argentina se sintió complacid
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Hubo resistencia, naturalmente. Un inglés no se deja sorprender así como así. Sin embargo, esperó esto por tantos años; aún sobre las regañizas de su buen amigo, Chile, los ojos preocupados de Antonio, las bromas de Francis y las malvadas, malvadas palabras de Alfred... que no hizo un verdadero gesto de desasirse de aquella unión. Abrió su boca generosamente, replicó el contacto con sobrios movimientos para disfrutar ese beso de la manera más intensa posible. Las manos apretaron aún más el cuerpo de Martín para que no fuera a arrepentirse y se sintió algo estúpido también: Si hubiera hablado antes...
¡Oh! Chile se burlará de él por los próximos treinta años si llega a saberlo.
Pronto se apegó más a la pared, para permitir la posesión de Argentina sobre sus territorios. Ceder un poco no le pareció del todo mal. A
El JuegoBenjamín no es una persona que muestre sus virtudes de forma fácil o casual. Es un hecho por todos sabido que mientras menos sepan de él, más tranquilo está, por lo mismo para Martín fue toda una sorpresa que, a pito de nada, su hermanito le hiciese un ofrecimiento como este.El Juego in Fan Fiction More Like This
¿Por qué me miras así? La extrañeza en su rostro es para enmarcarla, sólo te dije que quiero que me escuches tocar la guitarra.
No seas exagerado replica Martín ofendido. No te miro de ninguna manera particular
Lo que sea la corta paciencia de Benjamín se acaba .Si quieres venir, bien, sino tú te lo pierdes amenaza avanzando hacia su habitación, dejando tras sus pasos la invitación dispuesta para Martín, quien no desaprovecha la oportunidad de ver satisfecha su curiosidad.
Avanzan hacia el mítico cuarto del fondo del patio, ese que siempre está cerrado con un ca
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Callate boludo ¿O querés que Kirkland nos joda haciéndonos limpiar sus bordados otra vez?
La simple (y fleta) idea de volver a lavar a mano esos bordados como viejas del campo le hizo cerrar la boca de inmediato, volviéndose otra vez el muchacho obediente y quieto que todos los mayores suelen halagar, ese niño "serio y educadito", como solían llamarle.
Puta, igual no estamos haciendo algo por lo cual no merezcamos lavarle a Honda sus hakamas a mano...
¿Por qué dejó que Martín lo metiera en esto, para comenzar? Si, cuando Martín lo dijo como una idea sonó bastante beneficioso para sus propósitos ulteriores, sin embargo, al notar el gozo en los ojos verdes, empezó a preguntarse sino estaban yendo un
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La lluvia cae incesante sobre la calle y un joven rubio corre sin aire en los pulmones. Está lleno de emociones contradictorias y siente que el corazón dentro de su pecho se tornará piedra en cualquier momento. Alcanza el restaurante con pasos lastimeros, mojado y desprovisto de cualquier protocolo; frente a él, té de por medio, otro hombre de cabellos ondulados y mirada extrañada le contempla con científico interés: No tiene idea de qué diablos hace allí y mucho menos de quién es el hombre desaliñado y nervioso frente a él.
Es un gusto conocerte declara el hombre de ojos verdes, recompuesto aunque el corazón aún no deja de sacudirse violentamente dentro de su cuerpo.
¿Se me permite preguntar cuál es la razón de mi presencia en este lugar?
Te he buscado durante varios meses replica el otro con absolu
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Hay cosas que Martín y Manuel odian del otro con todo el corazón y hay otras que, a la manera de cada uno, los unen grandemente.
Hace frío, Manuel con su Kefia atada al cuello, Martín con una enorme bufanda de seda que su primo le regaló para que no pasara el Bicentenario resfriado, sentados ambos en el borde de una de las ventanas de Manuel, simplemente disfrutando del clima con una taza de té y una calabaza de mate bien calientes.
- Probalo -insiste de nuevo Martín ante la mirada recelosa de su compañero -andá, le puse azúcar para que lo probés sin ponerme cara de asco.
- Sólo si tomai' de mi té con limón -negocia Chile con una sonrisa maliciosa, porque sabe que eso le recuerda a Martín sus encontrones con Inglaterra.
Hernández se lo piensa un poco.
- Dale -termina por conceder.
Ambos toman al mismo tiempo un sorbo de la bebida del otro, Manuel sigue sintiendo amarga
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Martín cerró la puerta de su casa sintiendo algo más allá de lo que la palabra "Sorpresa" es capaz de encerrar. ¿Cómo no se percató antes? Sebastián dejó escapar el comentario como si nada y él, creyéndolo una broma, aceptó la proposición más "descabellada" de toda su vida.
Agarrando su mate con manos un poco temblorosas, el joven se sentó a rememorar detalle por detalle la inusitada escena, intentando entender cómo lo habían atrapado.
¿Has notado esa moda de sacarse fotos "sugerentes"? inquirió Uruguay con naturalidad antes de darle otra chupada a su bombilla.
Martín volteó la cara para que su primo no viera cómo casi se le salió el mate por la nariz.
No me cuentes, por favor le rogó porque ya sabe por dónde terminará esa plática.
Es innecesario, ya te lo imaginaste
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La debacle de Argentina era inminente. En los albores del nuevo y famoso milenio, envueltos en medio de un caos que, creía, acabaría con las redes informáticas y con las influencias norteamericanas a flor de piel en casi todo el planeta, Martín se debatía entre la desolación de sus hijos y las promesas de sus jefes, hijos suyos también.
Miró hacia la ventana dentro de su despacho en la Casa Rosada, mientras terminaba el último cigarrillo del tercer paquete que nervioso había fumado en menos de medio día. Desde hacía meses estaba así. Se acercaba fin de año, el siglo XXI estaba por empezar y él ya no sabía dónde tenía los pies puestos; solo flotaba atrapado entre una tristeza profunda y la convicción de caminar el mejor sendero posible para su pueblo.
Pero la realidad era que al salir sólo había caras tan tristes como en los silenciosos a
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Llegó el momento de acabar con toda esta estupidez.
Arthur se hizo presente tras sus fuertes pasos, musitando con tono claro y aún de mando.
Martín se sobresaltó terriblemente y dejó caer el cigarrillo cuando confirmó sus inconscientes sospechas por la voz. La orden le crujió como una patada en el estómago, el tono le supo amargo en la boca y esa mirada de desprecio... esa soberbia.
Todo lo de siempre, entonces, volvió. Mas la remembranza siguió allí; una que escondió en lo profundo de su pecho.
Se puso de pie en automático mostrándole la diferencia de altura. Lo miró unos segundos, pensando que molerlo a golpes no sería más que inútil en esas circunstancias. Maldijo la debilidad humana de sus guardias, pero no los pudo culpar. El relámpago elemental que conformaba esa alma es
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Finally you got a break from run after Sherlock. He’d had been making you run around the whole of London looking for small clues which only Sherlock seemed to understand. It was very stressful working with Sherlock but you loved it and you kind of loved the way that Sherlock’s mind worked. You didn’t know if that was a good thing but really you didn’t care, he was brilliant in his own way.
Now that you had some time to yourself you decided to take a such needed shower.
30 minutes later…
You wrap yourself a towel as got out of the shower and then you heard a knock at the door. You sign and started to make you way over to the door.
As your vision became clearer, you looked around at what used to be your flat and within minutes you minutes you heard police sirens coming closer to what used to be your flat.
25 minutes later…
You had giving a full report to Lestrade on happened when you saw John and Sherlock outside o
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Both John and Sherlock had gone out a while ago and left you watching TV which was now starting to get boring. Then Sherlock walked in putting some bags down on the floor. He glared at you for a bit then he dragging you in to the Kitchen. Soon John joined you and Sherlock in the Kitchen and suddenly started to look through the cupboards. �
You were slightly confused at first but then he brought out a first- aid which explained everything. �
As you sat down, he got out some bandages and anti- septic wipes out of the box. “John was seriously going to play doctor with Me.” you thought as Sherlock walked off.
“I assure you, I'm perfectly fine,” you insisted but John wasn't listening; he had already seen the cuts that you were hiding and as he was your brother, he knew you hated him acting like father did whenever you got hurt as a child.
“What happened before your flat was destroyed?” He said as got out an anti-septic wi
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“You can't go by yourself, you'll be killed,” Sherlock shouted at John as he tried to keep up with him.
“I’m not waiting for those morons at Scotland yard to do their hair while _____ is in danger! Anyway you're coming with me.” John said signalling a taxi
"Right, but we need a plan…" he said as he jumped into the back of the taxi with Sherlock.
~~~~ Back at wherever you are~~~~
"If she moves wrong--" he started, nodding to you.
"—kill her…" he said and walked off.
He had injected you with something that made your whole body burn with pain that was so intense that you couldn't move. All you could do was scream in pain. The room was now covered in darkness. You lowered your head. You had done some less then reputable things in your life but you didn't deserve this hell. You wanted to be with Sherlock, in his arms and have him tell you it will all ok but you hopes were disappearing as you lay there in
Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 1- Client needed!The living room door bursted open and Sherlock charged in, stopping just inside the room and slamming the end of his harpoon down onto the ground.Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 1- Client needed! in General Fiction More Like This
As John returned from the kitchen, he stopped dead in his tracks. Sitting on the sofa, you looked up from your book and your eyes widened at the sight of Sherlock, who was completely covered with blood – far too much blood for it to be his own. He looks round to you, breathing heavily.
“Well, that was tedious.” Sherlock said catching his breath.
“You went on the Tube like that?!” John said shocked.
“None of the cabs would take me.” Sherlock said Irritated.
You laughed as Sherlock exited the room to his bedroom.
1 hour later…
After he was back in the room having cleaned himself up, he was still carrying the harpoon and paced rapidly between the door and the window, looking round repeatedly at you and John as you both sat on the sofa flicking through the newspapers.
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 7- Going to hellYou regained consciousness sitting on a chair somewhere dark. A fire is burning in a dustbin behind you. You slowly raised your head. There is a bleeding cut on your left temple. You wiped the blurriness away from your eyes to see a sharply-dressed man with immaculate hair and a murderous look on his face. It was him...Sherlock x Reader Chapter 7- Going to hell in General Fiction More Like This
“_____ how are you? Not very well, of course” He said walking around the room.
You took a deep breath. You were scared but couldn't show it. You had to be strong as you knew Jim could use it against you.
~~~~ Back at John‘s and Sherlock’s flat ~~~~
“How the hell could you let Moriarty kidnap her?!” John shouted in Sherlock’s ear.
“I've told you John, I’m sorry.” Sherlock said staring down at the floor.
(After you was knock unconscious, Sherlock attempt to save you but end up getting beaten up. So he’s feeling a bit sorry for himself.)
This argument had been going on for a while and John looke
Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 6- Your vulcanThere stood in front of you, one of your best friends from college, Robin. You hadn’t seen her in years but she still had stylish short brown almost black hair that stood up and pale skin. She was wearing a Shield agent uniform and with a serious look about her, she looked the part.Sherlock x Reader (2) Chapter 6- Your vulcan in General Fiction More Like This
“Major I am shocked that you could show so much disrespect to a guest. Let alone your commander. Now I shall show the guests out if you don't mind. You're lucky I'm not reporting this” She said gesturing for you and the boys to join her as she exited.
“She had changed a lot!” You thought as you got into the car as the boys and she started to talk to one of the scientist you guessed.
As Sherlock had asked Robin to come with you, an awkward silence broke out. You were still at the front with Sherlock where John and Robin were in the back.
“Hey beautiful, how you doing?” She spoke up as you guys got on to the open road.
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 2- Angry MeetingIn the back of the Taxi, you realised that Sherlock still had a firm grip on your hand which you thought was might have been a weird way of showing some kind of affection but you remember what the others had told you about him so you slowly tried to remove your hand. Your attempt not going unnoticed, Sherlock let go of your hand and seemed to look a little disappointed which was led by both of you, sitting in silent for the rest of the journey.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 2- Angry Meeting in General Fiction More Like This
15 minutes later…
Lestrade when met you and Sherlock at the police tape but hesitant when he saw Sherlock.
“What are you doing here?” Lestrade said with hint of anger in his voice.
“I'm helping _____ with this case. Isn't that obvious?” Sherlock said as you both bended under the tape and made your way to the scene of the crime.
As you put on some gloves, Lestrade told you the victim’s name was Jack Harris who you knew worked at the café near your house also you were told he had died of loss. Now knowing mor
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 3- Violins and brothersYou phone was ringing angrily at you, and you slowly moved your arm to get out from your back pocket. Soon you found out your phone wasn't there, you blearily raised your head to start looking from it properly. It must be John, you thought as tried to sit up on the couch. You had put the most annoying tune for John as he was your brother but it was now backfiring on you as it rang in your ears.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 3- Violins and brothers in General Fiction More Like This
As it stopped ringing, you heard Sherlock telling John you were still asleep before having yet another argument about his violin. Quickly you grabbed the phone off Sherlock and told John some random excuse to end the call to avoid any damage being done to your phone.
“Hey! John was about to tell where my violin is.” Sherlock protested, throwing his arms up in frustration.
“Well we need to do some work so your bloody violin can wait! Now back to business, I’ll meet you in the café in 15 minutes; we need to get some background information from his co-workers and see about
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 9- Pretty bandaged upYou looked around and attempted to sit up but Sherlock who was now wide awake stopped you.Sherlock x Reader Chapter 9- Pretty bandaged up in General Fiction More Like This
"That's not a good idea. I was already threatened in the calmest way imaginable that if you woke up, to not let you do anything that could put you in a painful position," he said calmly.
You were a still confused on how, what, when everything had happened while you had been unconscious. Let alone how Sherlock and John had found you.
“What happened?” You asked in a hoarse whisper.
“It’s simple really; I used something I pick up for the study in pink case as your brother calls it to found you. Then we went to rescue and you get the idea what happen next as the both of us ended up in a hospital.”
As you slowly looked at Sherlock you saw, he was pretty bandaged up and you felt a jab in your heart.
The doors to your room slammed open and two figures stood in the doorway. Your doctor hurried in with John not far behind.
“Christ Sherlock you could have told me she was
Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 4- Your little actFlashback to a woman being grabbed by something in Dewer’s Hollow and younger self’s horrified face. You flinched, your eyes closed as you stood in the doorway of the Cross Keys inn. The flashbacks continue to haunt you until you opened your eyes as Sherlock put his hand on your shoulder.Sherlock X Reader (2) Chapter 4- Your little act in General Fiction More Like This
Sherlock gave you the look, the look that said “What are you hiding from me?” However you ignored it and ran your hand through your hair, trying to focus on the present before turning your attention to a young man who is apparently a tour guide is talking to a group of tourists.
“... Three times a day, tell your friends. Tell anyone!” The man exclaimed.
You and Sherlock walked past the group and see that the man was standing next to a large sign on which is painted a black image of a wolf-like creature with the words “BEWARE THE HOUND!!” above it.
“Don't be strangers, and remember ... stay away from the moor at night if you value your lives!&
Un Poema DesesperadoTinta transparente, los colores no existen y las hojas amarillas tampoco. El fuego las consume en su esencia, eliminando todo rastro de su fugaz estancia entre mis dedos. Se hacen cenizas negras y se quedan así. No van a sufrir más metamorfosis.Un Poema Desesperado in Drama More Like This
El sonido de las llamas moviéndose encerradas, impacientes por recorrer un espacio que no conocerán jamás, despierta mis sentidos y los ojos se me desvían desde el libro hasta la chimenea. Y allí está, el triste intento de carta de amor que alguna vez intenté escribirte. Lo hice, pero no resultó ser más que literatura barata. El sello de envío jamás se adhirió al sobre. Los dobleces jamás fueron deshechos entre tus manos, y es el fuego quien me hace el favor de arrebatarme esa fantasía.
Es hermoso mirarlo mientras se lleva mis sentimientos escritos, o la mitad de ellos al menos. Es más hermoso que leer los veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada. Saberme seguro en mi inseguridad, en mis angustias, que estos dolores al corazón jamás te t
Hasta que te duermasNo puede describirlo. La historia y la sangre se recuestan a su lado, como un campo sangriento. La almohada llama a su cabeza, las sábanas intentan cubrir lo que es incapaz de ocultar frente a Argentina. Los relieves de su cuerpo, pintorescos, frescos y delicados se ven manchados otra vez. Ya no hay caso en querer cubrirse hasta la nariz con las sábanas blancas escapando de su felicidad. Mira el techo con gesto paranoico, la respiración se agita, su cuerpo tiembla y no es por el frío. O tal vez sí, pues el calor de los cuerpos unidos ya se disipó. Si no hay unión no hay calor, ni siquiera cuando el mismo infierno está durmiendo plácidamente a su lado. Explicarlo resulta trivial, inservible. La redacción se le escapa de la mente como un gato alzado. No puede unir las palabras, no puede encontrarle el sentido a eso; lo que lo mantiene atado al colchón, a las tapas, al techo descuidado. Siente dejar parte de sí, percibe cadenas aHasta que te duermas in Drama More Like This
Falsa Traicion. Epilogo: Derecho de vivir en PazAño 1991, Santiago, Chile.Falsa Traicion. Epilogo: Derecho de vivir en Paz in Drama More Like This
La democracia había llegado. El dictador había caído y su gente salía a las calles en la noche a hacerse escuchar. En el bar todos celebraban: ese día se cumplía un año luego del fin del Régimen Militar. Un gobierno firme, estable políticamente y lo mejor de todo el pueblo volvía a tener el poder. Ya se había unido al cacerolazo, había salido a marchar, tuvo miles de reuniones con su actual superior y conversaciones del tema.
Su situación era perfecta. Su gente era feliz y si eso era así, Chile también lo era.
La música sonaba detrás de él, algunos de sus hijos lo miraban atentos mientras sus manos sostenían el micrófono frente a sus labios. Quiso recordar a uno de los artistas más revolucionarios de aquellos años que tanto deseaba olvidar. Ese que también fue víctima de torturas y burlas antes de morir cuando los militares lo ha
No es que lo QuieraNo es que se trate de celos cuando Martín coquetea con Uruguay o con quién sea. Ni de que de la mismísima nada se le salgan gruñidos inconscientes cuando lo ve sonreírle a cualquier persona. No se trata de un confuso sentimiento abrumador que le carcome el pecho cuando los ojos dedican la mirada por el cuerpo de Hernández entrelazado tan íntimamente con esa chica mientras baila tango; ni de un deseo enloquecedor por llevársela hacia las afueras del lugar jalándola del pelo y enseñarle al maldito argento que con Chile no se juega, y menos de ese modo.No es que lo Quiera in Romance More Like This
No es que sienta náuseas de saberse temeroso por perder lo que tanto anhela cuando ve que Martín está hablando con Paraguay sobre mate, o con Uruguay sobre tangos. Ni con Francia sobre quién sabe qué cosa. Ni mucho menos con Inglaterra mientras pareciera encogerse por el mundo cuando Argentina, sometido a la inconsciencia que el alcohol del whiskey significa, le regala miradas odiosas y llenas de picardía.
No es que deteste que Martín lo i
Falsa Traicion. Cap 4: JamasAbrió sus ojos verdes luego de escucharlo, como si a sus oídos llegara el tango más hermoso. Sonrió casi sin querer, pues la dulce melodía de las sílabas en la boca del chileno eran más que deleitantes. Por fin, luego de años, había conseguido oír esas maravillosas palabras.Falsa Traicion. Cap 4: Jamas in Drama More Like This
Aunque claro, no lo esperaba con los próximos dos adjetivos. Pero lo había logrado al fin.
Yo también te amo, Manu Respondió, hundiendo su rostro en su cuello, aspirando ese aroma a mar y a pólvora que desprendía su ropa, y que luego de años se había impregnado en su piel, volviéndose parte de su esencia.
Él giró, mirándolo a los ojos. Enfrentando la miel con las esmeraldas que brillaban con intensidad, buscando encontrar en las hermosas pupilas chilenas la respuesta al anhelo.
Supo entonces, que Inglaterra mentía.
¿Por qué lo hacía?, le importó un bledo el motivo.
Falsa Traicion. Cap 3: La decision mas dificilDormía sobre el sillón luego de la horrible sensación que se le vino al pecho al pensar en todo lo anterior.Falsa Traicion. Cap 3: La decision mas dificil in Drama More Like This
Chile, Inglaterra, Las Malvinas
Golpearon su puerta repentinamente con agresividad. Frunció el seño al escucharlo entresueños. Uno de sus criados fue a abrir la puerta, y con caballerosidad, unos pasos distintivos se escucharon contra el suelo de la Casa Rosada.
Buenas noches. Busco a
No necesitó escuchar nada más para identificar esos tonos de voz. Era el británico, era el idiota de habla inglesa que toma té como si su vida dependiera de ello.
El criado lo hizo pasar, y como intentando huir de allí, Hernández se puso inmediatamente de pie llegando a marearse por la repentina acción. Inglaterra se acercó a él, extendiéndole la mano cordialmente, sonriendo con ironía. Una que lo descolocaba.
Good night, ArgentinaLo saludó personalmente. Ma
Falsa Traicion. Cap 10: Traicion y DeseoDos de Abril susurró en plena mañana frente al calendario que tenía colgando de una de las paredes de su habitación dos de abril de 1982 y parece que fuera ayer cuando era libre, feliz verlo sin que nadie ande jodiéndote con ironías macabras.Falsa Traicion. Cap 10: Traicion y Deseo in Drama More Like This
Sonrió apesadumbrado. Sus ojos se desviaron de las hojas con números y se fijaron en el espejo pequeño que tenía a un lado. Arregló un poco su cabello rubio, ordenándolo luego de haberlo secado. Sus botas militares, el uniforme; todo lucía como debía. Aunque no dejaba de ser extraño: Argentina no era una nación formal. Para nada. Le molestaban esas situaciones de extrema formalidad, en las que juntarse con sus hermanos y sus tíos europeos eran asuntos de negociaciones frías y no jornadas de risas como lo eran hace siglos.
Estaba nervioso, y temía que aquello le jugara en contra. En ese día se definía absolutamente todo. Ese día su corazón albiceleste tomaría el verdadero rumbo hacia el corazón tricolor de su veci
Falsa Traicion. Cap 13: EscombrosEsa mañana fue víctima del frío. Estaba aún desnudo sobre una cama, sin nada que lo cubriera. Se miró, se sintió sucio, traidor ¿Con qué miraría a Martín a la cara? ¿Cómo le diría que sus sentimientos jamás habían cambiado?Falsa Traicion. Cap 13: Escombros in Drama More Like This
¿Con qué valor? ¿Con qué sentido?...
Recordó lo de la noche anterior La respiración estridente de Arthur pasar a través de sus dientes rechinando, esas manos que parecían estar en todas partes al mismo tiempo Y esos ojos
Esos ojos verdes que nada tenían que ver con el verde que Chile amaba
El verde siniestro se dibujaba en su memoria. Sabía que Kirkland buscaba algo cuando lo miraba. Más que el contacto y el acto carnal en sí, era la mirada. ¡Demonios! ¡Y esa mirada tenía que ser anglosajona! ¡Tan odiosamente inglesa!
Se aborreció por ser tan débil. El asco se apoderó d
Sonrie!Intentó distraerse un momento con el control remoto sobre su pierna. Ya se había cansado de ver ese odioso programa de problemas ajenos. Tenía suficiente con los suyos como para amargarse la vida con los de esas personas, así que tomó el control y apuntó al televisor, buscando otra cosa.Sonrie! in Romance More Like This
Parecía que había untado la cara en el fastidio hecho crema. Sopló hacia arriba levantando su cabello marrón y apoyó su mentón en su mano que, a su vez, se sostenía como un pilar sobre su rodilla. Cuando al fin hubo encontrado algo que llamó medianamente su atención, dejó el control sobre la mesa de centro y se echó hacia atrás pesadamente, estremeciendo a su inesperado, desesperante, irritantemente sonriente y rubio compañero argentino.
—¡Che! ¡Cambiá esa cara! —Oyó que le decía. Pero lo miró de forma amenazante alzando una ceja y, como Martín se lo esperaba, lo mandó a freír monos. Volvió a concentrar las pupilas en la pantalla, cosa que irritó un poco a Argentina por saberse menos importante que un
ExcusasLas montañas blancas se perfilaban delante de ellos, a kilómetros de distancia. Las tocaban con los ojos, resignándose a la idea de que desde allí sus manos no se posarían sobre esas puntas frías. Era de noche, una de las más frías de ese invierno. El exceso de ropa parecía ir de sobra, pues el calor de sus cuerpos se escapaba por sus poros a pesar de todo. El viento se levanta haciendo ondear las bufandas y los mechones de pelo que se colaban por debajo de la capucha. Las luces de la ciudad de Santiago están más vivas que nunca y, a pesar de la oscuridad reinante, los pequeños destellos, como luces de un árbol de navidad, seguían allí dando señales de energía entre los suyos. La vida nocturna era un amor que tanto Argentina como Chile compartían.Excusas in Romance More Like This
—Ya no es excusa.
—Eso—Martín señala con su dedo índice, como un niño entusiasta, el cordón montañoso que los separa a ambos. Vuelve a guardar su mano en los bolsillos de su parca, buscando un poco de calor—.Y, a decir verdad, nun