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Not slaves anymore 10Not slaves anymore 10
“For crying out loud!”I said and pushed Combeferre and Joly away from me. We were back at La Musain where Enjolras’ friends had gasped in horror the moment I had walked in. Yes, walked. Enjolras kept his promise of not carrying me into the café. “I already told you guys, I’m fine!”.
“No you’re not.”Combeferre countered as Joly took another chance to grab my injured left hand to inspect the wound. “You’re bleeding what means that there is a high chance on infection if the wound isn’t looked after. Especially with all those street germs.”. At the word ‘germs’ Joly squeaked and dropped my hand instantly.
“For the love of God.”Enjolras sighed and took the medical supplies from the germ shy medical student before he took it upon himself to clean out the gash that now decorated the palm of my left hand.
“So, let me get this straight…&
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“Wow…”I said as I stepped after Mike and uncle Ryan into the dormitory to be met with the dead bodies of the female students that lived there. “Is this the wrong moment to tell you that I’m grateful you denied me to live in a dormitory and stay at home instead?”I asked my uncle. “You’re mostly welcome.”he replied and I could swear that I saw a tiny smile tug at the corner of his mouth.
“The eyes are cut out with every single victim.”the new agent, Debra Parker observed. “A bigger ode to Carroll doesn’t exist.”my uncle pointed out with a sigh as he looked at the students who didn’t survive this night before he looked at me. I could see in his eyes what he was thinking. I was thinking exactly the same thing he was thinking actually. I could have been easily one of them.
“We need Carroll to talk.”agent Parker said. “Then let’s go.
Not slaves anymore 9Not slaves anymore 9
“You sure it’s Darnoire?”I asked Gavroche as I followed him through the dark streets of Paris. “Well, that’s how Evi called him so yeah… I’m pretty sure.”the little thief replied and stopped at the entrance of a small street. I froze in place when I saw how two men held Evi up while a third one was slowly making his way towards her, a familiar dagger in his hand.
“We need to find a way to get rid of them.”I quickly observed. “Already on it!”Gavroche assured me and took off not bothering to tell me what exactly he was planning to begin with. Guess I have to trust him and that meant I had to stall…
“Hey!”I called out as the guy with the dagger was just a step or three away from Evi. My shout didn’t only make him look up but also his companions. “Leave her alone!”. With that I stormed forward, adrenaline running through my body and tackled
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I opened up the silver pocketwatch I got from Enjolras to check the time. It was already ten past eight what meant the meeting at La Musain had started already. “Come on Gavroche.”I whispered into the evening air. I was waiting for the young boy in front of my apartment accompanied by a bag filled wit hall sorts of metal from my thiefly activities. I figured maybe the boys could use them to melt into bullets.
With a sigh I placed my pocketwatch back into the pocket of my pants. Gavroche wasn’t know for being punctual, especially not when he was with his little friends of the streets. No doubt they filled their time today with annoying the police here and there…
That was the moment Gavroche appeared around the corner of the street and ran towards me. “You’re late.”I pointed out. “Well, I’m sorry that I don’t have a boyfriend who gives me a watch so I can keep track of time.”he remarke
Is this love?Song for my Les Misérables fanfic 'Not slaves anymore'.
Is this love?
Sung by Evi they day before the start of the revolution.
- Evi takes a seat on the windowsill of her apartment and looks down at the passing people on the street. There she spots a young couple and her mind flickers back to the time she used to dream of her Prince Charming and just like that Enjolras invades her mind. -
Evi (spotting the young couple below on the street):
“Look at them... So young and in love.
It won’t take long until they’ll release a wedding dove.
He’ll lose the count of sweet words to say,
She’ll stay with him forever and a day.
As if written by Shakespeare’s hand.
A story of love, this time with a happy end.
Yes, I too once had dreams like that.
Meet my prince who’d save me from the darkness that I met.
But the storms of life aren’t for childish fantasies to weather...”.
- Thoughts of a certain leader in red invade her mind. –
A Slayer's sword 11A Slayer’s sword 11
“You sure she’ll be okay?”I asked Remus as he bounced his son onto his knee. Moony had been so kind to take care of my wounds while Tonks was with Sarah. I really thought I had lost her the moment she flew through that veil and crashed into a wall unconsious.
“She will.”Remus assured me. “Don’t forget, we’re talking about Sarah here.”. “Right.”I sighed and looked at the small blue haired boy on my best friend’s lap. “You and Tonks huh?”I asked. “Yeah, who ever would have thought that she would see something in an old guy like me.”Remus mused. “My cousin always was a bit strange like that.”I pointed out with a smile while Moony rolled his eyes. “Now that I think of it, since you’re married to my cousin and produced my little nephew over here, we’re officially family.”I remarked.
“As long as Teddy doesn
HP 45. Mischief managed45. Mischief managed
“I swear Fred, if this is a joke you won’t have a twinbrother anymore at the end of the day.”I told the eldest part of the twins who chuckled and handed me yet another note together with an object from which I knew was the Marauder’s Map. “Trust me Jaws, this is anything except a joke.”he assured me with a wink.
With a sigh I folded open the red coloured note to read the next ‘clue’. Let me explain to you what’s going on here. Well… As far as I can explain that is, because honestly I don’t exactly know what’s going on here either…
So George and I have been dating for a good month now and normally we meet each other every morning in the Gryffindor common room so we can walk to breakfast together. This morning however I didn’t get greeted by the youngest gingerhead of the Weasley twins but by a very sleepy Ron who handed me a note where my name was written on and mum
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“Evi. Evi.”. “Five more minutes.”I mumbled and turned around so I was laying on my stomach and burried my head in my pillow. “Five minutes are up!”the voice –Gavroche- announced and pulled the blanket off of me. The cool morning coolness of Paris chilled me to the bone as I pealed my face from my pillow and glanced at the twelve-year-old boy who I had taken under my wing.
“How is it that you can be so active in the morning?”I asked him sleepy. I swung my legs over the edge of the old matress I used as a bed and yawned. “I’m meeting up with my boys.”Gavroche told me with a smile refering to the other children who lived on the street and he befriended. “And since I know you hate it when I just leave without a warning…”. “You decided to wake me up.”I finished for him.
“Don’t be so grumpy.”the young boy told me with a grin. “I d
HP 9. Memories9. Memories
The young girl’s blue eyes widend the moment she, together with her fellow still unsorted first year students, entered the Great Hall of Hogwarts. They followed the woman who had introduced herself as professor McGonagall to the front, each of them aware of the many eyes of the older students that were upon the new magical blood.
Cassi glanced quickly over her shoulder as McGonagall started of her speech and introduced the Sorting Hat to the new students. She swallowed at the sight of the four long tables that started at the front of the hall and ran all the way to the back.
The one at her farest right was decorated in yellow and black tones and the twelve-year-old knew this was where the Hufflepuffs were seated. The next table belonged to the lions of Gryffindor, the table coloured in items of red and yellowy gold. Then came the one with hues of blue and black: the Ravenclaws and last but not least, the snakes of Slytherin who loved their green and black housecolours
France X Sick! Reader - I'll Be There For You
Alright, let's see what I can do~. Hopefully I'll do good.
France X Sick!Reader - I'll Be There For You
You lay in your bed, stomach pains and a constant nauseated feeling. You've already puked twice today and you feel like you don't want to anymore. You sigh and hear a knock at the door. You got up and your head pounded, causing you to hold a hand to it. You walk to the door and open it to reveal your flirty, best friend Francis or better known as the personification of France.
"'Ello (Y/N)! 'Ow are you doing?" Francis asked with the accent that you found pretty cute. Okay you admit, you have a giant slight crush on the Frenchie. "Terrible." You simply replied. "Oh? What's wrong?" He asked. "I'm sick. That's what. I think I have a stomach virus." You replied, grumpily. Sickness messes with your emotions, makes you kind of grumpy.
"Do you 'ave a fever?" Francis asked as you moved aside to let him in and you closed the door. "I dunno to be honest." You replied. "Zhen you must ta
Husband!Norway X Pregnant!wife!ReaderHusband!Norway x Pregnant!wife!Reader
you sat in the living room with the T/V. on in the background he you weren't watching it, why you may ask, you were focused on your 7 1/2 month pregnant belly with a motherly smile as you ran you hand gently over you large belly,
you were startled out of your trance by the sound of the front door being opened and Lukas you husband walking in out of the snow, being as it was the middle of December and it had sowed at least 6 inches in the past five hours, he took his coat off and hung it up and called "(y/n)?" from the entryway "in the living room" you called back being unable to get up on your own any more, at that moment he walked into the living room "how was work?" you asked looking up at him "busy..." he said looking down at you,
"how are you doing?" he asked "I doing just fine, Tino has been a huge help, I almost got stuck in bed this morning" you said looking up at him, a smile just barely noticeable on his face, "we it's good you're ok" he s
Tarzan [A Signless x Reader fanfic] Chapter 2You woke up to someone poking your side and murmuring something in your ear. You groan, swatting the hand away and trying to fall asleep again, only to be poked again much harder this time.
“Okay, okay I’m up!” You groaned, pulling yourself up in a sitting position, eyes droopy and hair bundled up in knots. The creature, you really needed to stop calling him that…it sounded quite rude, stood up and walked over to your book.
You watched him with weary eyes, that was your favorite book and you swore if he caused any harm to it, you were going to hurt him…a lot. He examined the cover, before looking at the contents inside with curious eyes. It was cute…in a way. You sat on the leaf-bed for a few more minutes, watching him as he leafed through the book before a brilliant plan came to mind. You could teach him your language, and then he could teach you…his?
Yes such a brilliant plan! But first you needed to give him a name, just so you wouldn
Since the day he hatchedIt was late at night, and the room was completely dark, save for a small flickering candle on a desk beside the nearby window. For many pones, such light wouldn't have been enough to do any real reading, but for Twilight, she'd grown used to it. This was not the first late-night study session she'd done, and it wouldn't be the last. She was occupying herself with her latest book, a tome on all the knowledge ponies had about dragons, the most ferocious creatures known to their kind.
Recent events had made her realise just how little she knew about them. For it was only a few short hours ago that she and her friends, Rarity and Rainbow Dash, had been given a first-hand experience with a few dangerous specimens. But the experience had all been worth it, because now, they'd managed to save one who was very dear to her. Spike, her "number one assistant", who had gone to the dragon migration to find out more about what it meant to be a dragon, as well as to perhaps find others of his family.
The Guardian of the Narford Vale(vore-non fatal-)
The melancholy full moon hung over the night sky like an ever watching god. It cascaded its reflective rays down upon the land that fell silent under its gaze. Tree tops swayed back and forth in a ballet of movement with the rustling of leaves acting as its symphonic instrument. Forest animals slept under the darkened shadows of the towering trees; while avian creatures dreamed peacefully among their high perches.
Deep within The Narford Vale, east of the Verillon Highlands, the once quiet and tranquil night was disrupted by the disturbing sounds of crunching leaves and rasped breathing. Vyncent tiredly pulled himself from the still burning battleground; constantly fighting the never ending fight of survival. His left hand tightly grasped his bladed staff. The amethyst jewel implanted at the end of his weapon glowed like a divine hand that caringly guided him through stressful tribulation.
His right hand and arm cradled the sole reason for his elongated travel a
Shinigami x reader - Pocky game (Shinji)Heya~ sorry for the wait minna!
"Who's there...oh, you." Shinji walked over to the rustling bushes in the park and saw Rangiku's face.
"No, it's _______!" She shoved you into his arms.
With your crush currently processing what just happened, Rangiku made a run for it. Shinji took a close look at you and saw the pocky. You smiled awkwardly and gave it to him, asking if he would play it with you.
"What for?" He asked.
"Because..." you couldn't give a good reason really.
"I get it... yo
Shinigami x reader - Pocky game (Kisuke)Heya~ sorry for the wait minna!
Rangiku brought you to the Urahara Shop. You were nervous... you've always heard that Kisuke and Yoruichi were an...item . As you entered, it was empty. There was only Yoruichi standing alone with crossed arms. You figured it was Rangiku's fault...it always was anyways.
Yoruichi was smirking. Oh boy, is she planning something with Rangiku? That's not good.
"So, ______ has a crush on Kisuke, huh? This'll be fun." Yoruichi chuckle
Shinigami x reader - Pocky game (Izuru)Heya~ sorry for the wait minna!
Rangiku locked you up in a room. It sounded random and a tad weird but it happened. There was no windows either. Just a metal door that was sealed shut, a speaker, a CCTV camera and a single light bulb to make the room bright. Was she going to interrogate you? No way... but it's Rangiku we're talking about...
Serveral minutes later, the door opened wide and you saw Rangiku, hands behind her back with a grin that stretched from ear to ear
This Feather of Ours
“Xzavioooor…” A female vampire whined. “Slow dooown. You’re speed walking again.” She had to pick up the pace to catch up to her mate. “Why are you so persistent? It’s the brightest time of day. We should be back home or staying in the shade.” The dark haired woman covered her golden eyes with her hand. She could feel the sun draining her energy.
“Sorry.” He slowed down and walked at her pace. “There’s an interesting item in the shop at the dock.” Xzavior explained. “Jake called and was wondering if we could check it out. He said we could take it with us if you wanted.” The older vampire intertwined his fingers with hers. “Do you want me to carry you all the way there Piper?” He asked her with a smirk.
“N-No!” She blushed. “I’m not a child…” She
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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