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Roman Runaway (Romano x Reader)
(Romano x Reader)
Song(s) to listen to, ‘Opus 33’ from Dustin O’ Halloran to get the full feeling of this story.
“FIND HER! WHERE DID SHE GO?!” I could feel my heart beat from within my chest as I ran towards freedom.
“A-almost there!” I called out airily as I proceeded to make it towards the large sign of the hotel we were staying at.
“I THINK I’VE FOUND HER! CORNER HER BOYS!” I looked behind me to see a large group of guards, at least ten of them.
Protect me my ass, these fools just wanted their pay.
“GAH!” I felt my body suddenly collide with the cold, icy, ground. I crawled my way o
Heir Loki x Baby readerThe night air was crisp as Loki casually strolled through some Midgardian woods. The full moon illuminated the bare trees and the snow covered ground, creating a very beautiful scenery; but there was one sound that shattered the sought after serenity, a baby’s wail- high pitched and annoying. Loki went on so deep in thought he remained oblivious to the wails that grew louder and louder. In fact he wasn’t pulled out of his mind until the source of the screaming was directly in front of him.
“Silence you mewling quim!” Loki bellowed as he glared at the child that could be no older than a year old. You quieted immediately and all tears in your (e/c) eyes seemingly dried up. Blood glistened in the moonlight against your (s/c) skin and led Loki to notice you were clad only in a diaper in freezing weather; a feat only capable by Frost Giants and Fire Fae as far as he knew.
“Where is your mother?”
You gurgled, causing the blood on y
Chitauri Loki x Baby readerTakes place between Thor and The Avengers.
Wind whipped all around Loki as he fell from the Bifrost. Darkness surrounded him and if it wasn’t for the fact he was blinking his eyes he would’ve never known they were open at all.
‘I’ll never be as good as Thor’ Was his last thought before he gave into the darkness completely.
“Who is he?” A female voice penetrated his mind and pulled him from his sleep.
“I am Loki of Asgard.” He piped in while the two Chitauri females before him jumped back at his sudden interruption.
“Our King would like to meet you.” They stated in unison after they recovered from their mild case of shock. Loki swung his legs over the side of the bed and followed the pair through large golden hallways until they stopped in front of gigantic double doors. They said nothing as they stepped to the side and motioned for him to go in.
“Loki of Asgard wel
narcissism (i can't get you outta my skin)she's fucking fantastic.
that girl, i mean. fucking fantastic. everything about her--greasy hair, cloudy irises, chapped lips. doesn't matter that she ain't model material or anything. her hipbones jut out just enough to touch mine when we fuck. her lips sure know how to dance better than her feet. and she's got this idea in her head that killed her, but i can't figure out just what it was.
her cat still circled my legs like i'm half prey half predator. orange tabby cat with no tail and a stubborn mouth, but she loves that thing to death. ironic.
she came from japan, you know. her mother came over when things were getting tough because she thought in america you were invincible and when she realized she was wrong she killed herself. boom--right in the head. she found her mother dead on the floor when she wasn't even three. the neighbors found her next.
so yeah. she's pretty fucking fantastic. she runs t
Death Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton was about to draw his bow across the
For What It's Worth [Daryl x Reader] Ch.6Your muscles clenched; your heart froze mid-heartbeat; and your breath choked in your airway as the deafening sound of a gunshot exploded into your ears. Your brain only had enough time to process the scream of a Walker before it went completely blank with shock; your ears were only able to register that sound at a muffled, almost unintelligible volume before they lost the ability to hear anything but a painful ring. Your eyes went wide, wider than fear had pried them before, but the blindfold rendered them as useless as your ears. You were deaf and blind...
But you were alive.
You were alive.
And that could be fixed. Easily.
With nothing but sheer panic at that realization to drive you and nothing but a nature cultivated to survival to guide you, your body shot into motion before your mind abandoned its shock. You weren't thinking about whether or not the men would see you. You weren't thinking about whether or not your actions were futile. You weren't thinking at all. Your bod
Coming Home for Christmas20th December
“It really is very kind of you to have me staying for Christmas this year, Karen – with your father passing on this year, I didn’t want to be alone.”
Karen smiled as she pulled up outside her flat, and turned off the engine of her Skoda Octavia. “It’s my pleasure Mum – the last thing either of us needs is a Christmas where we feel sad. Come on – I’ll show you the new flat.”
Karen smiled as her mother got out of the car. For a woman in her sixties, she still looked remarkably good, her greying hair cut into a short bob as she walked over the cobbles and onto the pavement. Gail was wearing a black leather jacket, v-necked jumper and a grey blouse with a frilled front, dark trousers and short black boots.
As for Karen, she was wearing a black military style jacket over a dark round necked top, grey pants and knee length brown boots, the legs of her pants covered by the tan leather.
hives.things i've done since i left you:
written a book.stopped self harm.cut my hair off.stopped sleeping.made myself get a B average.started/stopped smoking. we were a mess. you were the one to tell me that i was perfect, and i believed you right up until i didn't. that happened about the same time as me realizing that i did't want to be perfect. i decided that i would rather be like the stars (almost chaotic and always beautiful) and i guess you decided you'd rather be like the Dust Bowl; always moving. Always destroying.
things you've done since i left you:
started drinking again.stopped thinking about college.continued to love me, even though i asked you not to.broke promises.
you told me that i promised to never leave you, but that's not true. see, i swore to always love you, and i'm sure i always will. the ground and the galaxy are just so far away, you see, and our arms aren't long enoug
Shopping for Ebony“Come along ladies, see how we can make you look a new woman!”
The shoppers were looking with mild interest at the cosmetic stand in the department store, one of many on the shop floor. The two assistants were wearing grey dresses with capped sleeves and a thin black belt around their waists, and knee length black leather boots, while red scarves were tied around their necks.
“So what sort of style are we talking about here?”
The two women looked at the tall, good looking dark skinned woman standing in front of the counter. She must have been at least six foot tall, and had the body of a model, the black sheath dress fitting her like a glove. The sides were sparkled, and the material ruffed, while she was also wearing a pair of over the knee black suede boots with a three inch heel and a black leather jacket.
“Take a seat madame,” the first woman said, “and tell us your name.”
“Janice,” she said as she sat do
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Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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