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The tiger and the wolfThe tiger and the wolf
- gift for sergiothewolf –
“Come on Eugene, it’s time for me to close up.”Sage spoke as she hoisted up the regular drunk from a table in the corner and guided him towards the door. “Oh come on Miss Sage!”Eugene slurred. “One more pint of ale?”.
“No.”she answered and pushed him out of the door. “Your wife will be grateful. Give Edith my regards.”. With that she quickly shut the wooden door and locked it since she knew all too well Eugene would come back in if she didn’t.
“You’re going to give me the same treatment?”an amused voice asked on which Sage turned around on her heels only to lay eyes on her last costumer: town hero Derek Hale. He was seated at the bar nursing a pint of ale.
“Depends.”she replied as took her place again behind the bar. “Are you drunk?”. “Nope.”Derek assured her. “Then you’ll have to be able to fin
The Thorns of a Rose 6The Thorns of a Rose 6
- The saltiness of tears –
“Goddess, please accept my offer.”I muttered as I threw a Drachmae into the rainbow coloured light. The moment the coin hit the light, it disappeared. “Camp Half-Blood, Annabeth please.”I said next with a sigh.
It took a few seconds before Annabeth’s face appeared and she wasn’t alone. Also Grover was with her. “Percy!”she spoke the moment she saw me. “Hey guys.”I said with a sad smile. It had been three days since our encounter with the Amphisbaena. Three days since Althea’s dad had died.
Annabeth and Grover had returned to Camp the next day but I had stayed. Althea needed me for the moment. “How’s our flower doing?”Grover wanted to know. He and Althea were quite close. Guess it had something to do with the whole ‘protect nature’ thing they shared.
“Not so good.”I told them. “She hasn’t said a
Blue Dragons 22Blue Dragons 22
I stood in front of the torture chamber where I had brought Serah to a good hour ago. Galbatorix had made it clear he wanted me to guard her at all times, so I had been standing here in the hallway for that same entire hour. I cringed as the slashes of a whip echoed through the building followed by a knife being sharpened and the sound of some sort of liquid dripping on the stone floor. I didn’t need to see it to know it was the princess’ blood.
Finally the door opened and a very unsatisfied looking man stepped out. He was broad and muscled and had a scary look in his eyes. His clothes were covered with blood and dirt.
“She wouldn’t say a thing.”he grumbled at me. “Couldn’t even make her scream or whimper. I don’t know what our Lord is planning to get out of her but I can tell you this boy: it will take a while. Maybe we have better luck tomorrow.”.
With that said he marched away. When he was comp
One for all 4One for all 4
“So, Miss Charlotte…”Aramis spoke when we were seated at the table at the musketeers’ home and got a dagger thrown at his head in response which missed him by only a millimetre. “Charlie.”he corrected himself causing said girl to grin pleased with herself.
“What brings you to Paris?”he wanted to know as he pulled her dagger form the wall and handed it back to her. “I live here.”she replied. “Well… I live on the streets and the roofs.”. “And yet you fight like a musketeer.”I remarked earning that everyone looked at me, except for Charlie who looked down at the table.
“I saw you fight Charlie.”I told her. “I know your moves. It are the same ones my father taught me. How did you learn them?”. Charlie looked up from the symbols she was carving into the wood with her dagger.
“The same way you did.”she said as she glanced a
The unclimbable treeThe unclimbable tree
Art trade with AKgirlie98 – A Percy Jackson one shot
“I’ll show them how it’s done.”I muttered to myself through gritted teeth as I pulled myself up onto a higher branch of the so called ‘unclimbable tree’. Why it was unclimbable? Very simple. It was a giant amongst his fellow tree friends that surrounded Camp Half-Blood plus he had over a million of branches from which only a handful were good enough to support your weight.
If you picked one of the not-so-good branches to stand on, it would snap and you would tumble all the way back down. I’m speaking out of experience here. This was the thirteenth time already that I tried to climb this tree today. But I wasn’t going to give up. Oh, no… Julie Morgan would be the first one to climb this unclimbable tree and the whole camp would now it! After all, wasn’t there some saying that said ‘thirteen is the charm’?
By now I had
Meeting the shadow runnerMeeting the shadow runner
A Percy Jackson one shot
Forcing my tears to stay inside of my eyes, I marched through the woods of Camp Half-Blood. I had been here for only a small week and already hated it! Why, you ask? I’m a four-year-old demigod in a camp full of demigod teenagers who see me as a baby!
‘No Althea, you’re too young for sword fighting.’.
‘You’re also too young for practising archery.’.
‘Everyone ready for a game of catch the flag? Oh, not you Althea. You’re only a little kid.’.
My blood was boiling so hard from all those ‘too young’, ‘too small’ and ‘little kid’ comments. The last one was made by a kid from the Ares cabin who happened to be now hanging upside down from a tree above a pool with very enthusiastic piranhas. Seriously though… Why was I here if I couldn’t participate in any of the activities?
Well no, that’s not true… The
18(.2). Love18. Love
Fandom: The Fantastic Four
Couple: Johnny Storm x Haylen Lodge
It had only been yesterday that the Silver Surfer has sacrificed himself to save our planet, yet life continued as if we didn’t just survive an Apocalypse. Sue and Reid were planning yet again their wedding, Ben was helping Zyan with his astronomy homework and Haylen was doing research on the latest artefact she had received.
Haylen and Zyan Lodge had been friends of us for years now. Both had gotten superpowers through Doom’s machine in order to help us survive our first ‘Fantastic Four’ adventure. Zyan was nicknamed Laserlight since he was able to shoot energy beams from his hands and could move at the speed of light. His elder sister choose the name Hex and could bend energy the way she pleased.
You would think the fact we both have superpowers brought Haylen and me closer but in truth it was exactly the opposite. You see… Haylen is afraid of fire. When she was s
17(.2). Vengeance17. Vengeance
Couple: Seymour Birkhoff x Hadley Kriss
I made my way through the large property known as our newest headquarters. Since Michael and Nikki were in the living room cuddling on the couch while watching a movie and Alex pretty much had claimed the pool, I choose to check up on my partner in crime: Hadley.
Finding her however proved to be the problem… She wasn’t in the computer room, nor in her bedroom, not in the garage, not in the weapon fold,… Right when I was thinking about placing a tracking device on her for the future, the sounds of silenced gunshots reached my ears. I smiled since I knew now where Hadley was hiding. The shooting range.
Entering said room I quickly covered my ears with my hands to block out the sharp sounds. Hadley wasn’t bothered at all by the noise because she was wearing red coloured headphones and a pair of safety goggles while she pumped her gun empty at one of the four paper targets acr
The Thorns of a Rose 5The Thorns of a Rose 5
- Poisonous party-pooper –
I clenched my teeth as the Amphisbaena rammed again against my shield. Scolding myself that I didn’t bring my sword, I quickly pressed on my bracelet that popped open to reveal the ten lotus shaped throwing stars inside.
“Of all days to be attacked by a monster, it has to be the day that I choose to wear a dress.”I scoffed to myself and threw two throwing stars at the Amphisbaena. The creature howled in pain when the blades buried themselves in the leather-like skin. Seeing this as my chance, I choose this moment of distraction to roll away from the monster’s grasp.
Every throwing star that I threw, hit its mark perfectly but then I ran out of blades. Of course, like every mythical weapon, my throwing stars would return to my bracelet but that would take a few minutes. Minutes I didn’t have.
The two headed snake looked at me viscously and rolled towards me with incredible speed. Aga
Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshotThe can hissed as your pressed the nozzle down and swirled a generous amount of whipped cream over your microwaved slice of apple pie. It was the last slice… You were craving something sweet. You shoved the can of cream back into the fridge, a naughty smile on your lips as you scurried across the bunker to hide behind a bookshelf and eat your pie in secret.
You slid low into a chair, pulling your knees into your chest and trying to make yourself as small as possible. If Dean caught you sneaking the last slice of pie, you were dead. The forbiddenness of it all made the pie even sweeter.
Your fork scraped against the plate as you took the first bite. Your eyes rolled in ecstasy. It was the perfect blend of caramelized apple and cinnamon. It was surprisingly delicious, despite being a gas station dessert. You couldn’t help but sigh through your nose and slump back.
‘I feel like I need a cigarette,’ you thought to yourself with amusement. Seriously. This pie was li
Way WAY Too Many Apple PiesThe spirit of autumn was in full effect as the Fall Festival lasted well into the evening hours. This was when things really started to pick up. Everywhere one looked, one could see the homemade lamps hanging from the clotheslines on high along all the beaten paths, illuminating the booths and pavilions in an ambiance of natural and artificial light. More guests arrived as the golden sunset took center stage. Every so often, a cool breeze would carry with it scents of lavender, pine, and cinnamon; a seasonal bouquet perpetuated by the merchandise of the many vendors and booth owners present on this festive evening.
“Ugh…” Diamond Tiara rubbed her groaning belly as she made her way through the park. “Explain to me again why exactly I let you drag me all the way out into the boonies for some hick festival?”
“Oh, don’t be like that.” Chirped Silver Spoon, placing her hands on Diamond’s shoulders as she walked closel
Ghosts of the Past
Title: Ghosts of the Past
Game: Mass Effect Series
characters/pairing: Garrus x Reader
Disclaimer: Bioware owns all things associated with the Mass Effect series. You own you. I just own the plot.
Garrus groaned as he crouched behind the wall, clutching his wounded side, hoping to slow the bleeding as he caught his breath. It was hard to believe that it’s come down to this. Hurt. Cornered………….Alone. Garrus clenched his free hand into a fist at the memory of what happened……...the pain still fresh and raw at the thought. His entire team, gone in nearly one fell swoop, the few survivors dead minutes later. He felt sick to his stomach…..he failed everyone……...it was a joke to think he could be a l
Vacation in Puerto Rico: Part 3
Jess clapped a hand over her mouth at hic-urping from feeling him slide inside her stomach like that, while her face turned a bit red. She ran her fingers along her waist as she felt his form within and those little, rubbing hands. Slipping further into the hot tub, she sighed as she tried to not find this awkward. It was meant to be fun after all. In fact, it felt even better with Ike in there while the bubbling, warm water rushed over her form. Her hands flattened out as they massaged over the belly deeper in order for him to feel, but did not resort to flexing her abs. She figured that might not feel quite as nice as this.
I was familiar with the noises that Jess' body made, but there was something new? Pressing my ear against the inside of Jess's belly, I could hear the low rumbling of the hot tub on the outside, as bubbles streamed to the surface and flowed against her body; it felt a bit like a massage as I snuggled against her
Dragon-Girl Feeding HabitsWisps of steam and polite, muted feminine voices filled the warm air. Occette sighed, sinking up to her neck in the pleasantly hot waters of the spring. A princess by birth, Occette was accustomed to extravagant luxury, but the tranquil, rocky environs of the hot spring, where she and five other equally nude princesses currently relaxed, was a treat even to her royal sensibilities. The large, circular pool was over 100 feet in diameter, with the center being quite deep, and ringed by tall, impenetrable rock formations except for a single small path that lead to the exit/entrance of the area, providing ample privacy. It was no ordinary hot spring either, of course, or else such a collection of female royalty would not have all been attending at once. Indeed, this spring was situated in a strange and fantastic land know as Felarya, and was fabled to provide longevity and lasting beauty to any virgin maiden who bathed in it . . . and the spring itself
Gone (Contest entry) Simon hadn’t moved in a week.
They had been about to go on another adventure, just the two of them; Lewis had told him to be at the wide meadow an hour’s walk from Yoglabs by noon. The spring day had been clear, and Simon had taken his time walking down the beaten path to their usual meeting place; he was late, but Lewis was used to that. The sky had been a brilliant robin’s egg blue, the poppies were nodding in a soft breeze, and birds chirped softly as they flew overhead on their daily errands.
The sky was clear now, and he hated it. How could the sun be shining like nothing had happened? The sky would be eternally gray for him now.
He’d heard the struggle before he’d seen it, the worn boots which clad his feet scuffing up small plumes of dust as Simon increased his pace. One hand had risen to adjust his horned helmet in preparation of a fight. The sounds had gotten louder as he’d approached: voices raised in anger and d
Born of Lightning and Death ( Hijack )Jack mumbled quietly, his arm tightening around Hiccup. The viking and the spirit were fast asleep, snuggling in the pitch blackness of Hiccup's bedroom. With a soft squeak, Hiccup curled up in a tighter ball, clasping the corner of the fluffy blanket. Jack had insisted on it, the viking had been shivering in his sleep and it was December on Berk.
Jack smirked in his sleep- no shivering. Just a peaceful night with the sleepy brunette tucked under his arm.
Jack shrieked, jumping up in the bed, clutching the blanket.
Half-asleep, he flung open the shutters of the window, whacking Toothless with a well-aimed pillow.
" Born of lightning and death itself indeed! SHUT UP TOOTHLESS I'M SLEEPING!!"
With a grumble, Jack flopped back down on the bed, wrapping his arms around a very shaken, very sleepy, and very wide-eyed Hiccup.
Snowdragons ( Hijack, Frozen AU )" Even Hiccup..."
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap.
Jack's head snapped up, and he glanced over at the door, fearfully. Reaching across the bed, he shoved on his gloves, before leaping off and pressing himself to the cold wood.
Frost formed on the wood as he tried to listen to his stepbrother through the door.
" Do you wanna build a snowman? C'mon, let's go and play! I never see you anymore! Come out the door! It's like you've gone away!"
A child's gloved hand reached for the doorknob, touching it with tentative fingers.
" We used to be best buddies! And now we're not...i wish you would tell me why! Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman-!"
Jack ripped his hand back, holding it to his chest, " Go away Hiccup!"
He grimaced and roughly wiped the tears with the back of his hand.
A few years passed.
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap!
" Do you wanna build a snowman? Or read 'bout dragons in the halls? I think some company is overdue,
Swing-Style ( Hijack, Swing Kids AU )Jack laughed as they ran, holding tightly to Hiccup's hand.
The Secret Police attempted to chase them, but the two Swing Kids had a big head start, and the policemen were imbeciles anyway.
" So!" Jack called over the wind against their faces, " What would your dad say about you in a dress?"
" He'd hate it!" Hiccup giggled.
" And the German police?"
" 'Son! You take those women's clothes off right this instant, and you come and join the HJ-"
They both finished it.
"-'Like sensible young men!'"
Flirting their inevitable escape, they swing danced a few steps before running again, shouting record music at the top of their lungs.
In a break in the song, Hiccup tugged lightly on Jack's sleeve.
" You know what else the HJ would hate?"
Jack blinked, "...What?"
Hiccup jumped into his dance-partner's arms, swing-style, but instead of being flipped over Jack's head, he kissed him.
" Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, you are the craziest Swing Boy i've ever met!"
" Then you must just looooovee crazy
HP. 27 A fine line27. A fine line
Being raised in the pureblood thoughts of the Black family, Sirius learned at a young age that nothing or nobody was grey. They were either white or black. Good or bad. Accepted or not.
When it rained, there was nothing else to do then take a seat in front of the window and be gloomy all day because you couldn't play outside. When you were sick you got angry at yourself because you had to stay in bed all day while there were hundreds of other things you rather be doing that day.
It took until he met the little Sarah Starnight that this view of Sirius changed. She teached him that how dark the situation may look, there's always this fine silver line at the edge of that black cloud. And that fine silver line became only clearder to the Black boy when he arrived to at Hogwarts.
Nothing became more fun to do on a rainy day then laying on your bed and listen to the newest muggle music. When he did this at his house, it was of course 'smuggled' muggle music...
Being sick was
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