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Nightmare || Titiana Squellard's version Silence.Nightmare || Titiana Squellard's version by finnfan98
A young girl, nowhere above 12, sat alone on the beach of a small island, her long blue hair a tangled mess as she stared down at her feet. It had been 6 years since she first arrived on this island, 6 years since she had to take care of herself and fight to survive.
6 years since the hauntings began.
And just like that, the girl felt a presence beside her, causing her to look up. She saw none other than her older sister, staring down at her...despite the deep bullet hole marking her forehead. A frown made itself present of the older girl's lips, as she crouched down to her sitting sister's height. The smaller could only stare, her voice catching in her throat as one word squeaked out.
"Titiana...why didn't you just admit it? You could've told Father the truth..." Jezebel said solemnly, standing up and staring down coldly at her little sister. "You
Josuke Higashikata X Reader: Protection “Oi Josuke! Where are you going?” Jotaro called out to the teen that was currently striding away from his home.Josuke Higashikata X Reader: Protection by SheerIridescence
“To hang with _______. I’ll be back some time before dark or something.” Josuke called back nonchalantly without even tuning around. “I need a break from fighting stands every once in a while yo.”
“Ooo he’s going to see his girlfriend~!” Tomoko cooed teasingly from the door frame.
“SHUT UP MOM!” Josuke shot back, turning around angrily with a flushed face of many different shades.
She snickered and snuck back into the house while Jotaro mumbled his usual ‘yare yare daze’ with a slight chuckle. Josuke growled with his still red face and spun back around, stomping off down the street while contemplating on even coming back home for a while now.
“Lighten up Josuke! Just go have fun
|This is where I put all that good stuff. Sometimes cute. Sometimes sad. Alwasy best.|
FenrisxReader: Play Drunk
The mug of ale slide down the bar top being stopped by a slender a hand. The young woman brought the mug to her lips taking a sip. A dark skinned woman sat next to her leaning on the bar making many of the man leer at her open collar. The other young woman was more dressed in her usual fighting attire.
“I’m just not sure what to do anymore Isabella.” You said placing your mug back on the bar top. “I…I love him.”
“You should tell Fenris that (Name).” Isabella said gently taking a sip of her own drink. She was always the ear for you when you needed one. Right now, you really need it.
“What good would that do? After what happened…” You trailed off thinking of it. When you and Fenris had spent the night together, only for Fenris to leave in a rush the next morning saying it shouldn’t have happened. You could have sworn you heard your heart shatter. “I think he’s made it clear that he has no interest in me
7 Minutes in Heaven Dragon Age - FenrisTitle: 7 Minutes in Heaven Dragon Age - Fenris
Game: Dragon Age
characters/pairing: Fenris x Reader
Disclaimer: Bioware owns anything associated with Dragon Age. You own you. I only own the plot.
I let out an irritated sigh and walk towards Zevran and his helmet full of goodies, knowing that even if I refused to play, he and Isabella would’ve found a way to rope me back in. Once I reached the elf, I closed my eyes, not caring what I picked out. After fumbling around, my hand brushed across something soft. Intrigued, I grab the item and pull it out to see what it was. I feel my face heat up as I stared at the simple shred of red fabric I held in my hands, not needing to ask who’s item it was; I already knew that this was the red cloth that Fenris almost never removed from his wrist.
Dance LessonsTitle: Dance Lessons
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.
Commander (y/n) Shepard let out a heavy sigh as the headache inducing thumping of the obnoxiously loud music thundered all around, making her insides vibrate along to the fast paced beat. She had never liked clubs…..well, despised was the word that was better fit her feelings towards these kinds of places. So why was she spending her valuable time here in this bar when she should be out saving humanity from the Collectors? Well, the long and short of it was that her companions thought that she was working herself too hard and needed to let loose, even if it was just for one night at the near
G u a r d i a n [Reaper X Reader] Day after day after day,
in every match you have fought in, supported in, scouted in,
it was always you who dies first.
You were a support and the assistant of Angela Ziegler, or known as her hero name Mercy. You functioned similar to Angela and her Caduceus Staff and blaster, but instead your was more 'fancy' and heals more; sadly it had to come with it's disadvantages of your blaster being significantly weaker. Which can be a large pain in the ass, for you anyways.
You were always left to the flankers and they always seem to like you more. As your gaze scouted through your back lines, you could always see Tracer or Genji behind you and you could see their determination to kill you. Even if Angela or Zenyatta was on your team and they were in the back, they always target you. It gets on your nerves and after the game was over, you always have the temptation to scream in their face, tell them why
M e l o d y [McCree X Reader] The soft tune of your eerie melody brought unknown peace upon him; your voice was like a dark angel.
McCree felt his pain drift away with your soothing voice; he could no longer feel the burning sands of the abandoned Route, nor hear the cries of gunfire. " (Y/N).... " his voice was hoarse and dry. You immediately paused in your singing and silenced him. " Shhh.... Mercy is on her way to this location, Bastion and Reinhardt are protecting us. " you responded with a whisper.
You weren't a proper healer in any medical situation, take it you were more like a nurse than anything. When you were born, you had a marvelous gift, your voice. Your parents were clueless on how you had such a amazing flair; what made it more interesting was how you, with a simple song, washed everyone's pain away. Though, you only sang the same song, which you've named the 'Moonlight Melody'.
'Where is she...?' you thought, panicking a little as ti
[Overwatch] Jesse McCree x Reader - ArtistFor the first time in a very long time, there was a free day for everyone at the base.
There was no training to attend, no schedule to follow, and best of all, no angry Jack Morrison barking orders at you.
For once, you had time to do what you loved to do: draw.
Quickly, you dashed up to your room to grab your supplies before making your way outside, to the open field behind the Overwatch facility.
You set your supplies down and made yourself comfortable, propping your back against a tree.
You opened your sketchbook to the next clean page before letting your pencil hover over the pristine white page.
What should you draw..?
Your gaze wandered around the field, looking for a source of inspiration.
Finally, a glint of metal caught your eye.
Your gaze fell upon your longtime friend (and even longer time crush), McCree, who was leaning against a tree, puffing on a cigar.
Quickly, you got to work, sketching his face.
You had to erase a couple of mistakes, but the finished result turned out
Jesse McCree/Reader: Ruining the Moment
It wasn't often that you and Jesse got to see each other. Between briefing and going on (seemingly pointless) missions, running around doing crowd control for the general public, and overseeing the rebuilding of cities caught in the destruction of the Omnic-Human war, there was no time to spare.
You not only were a soldier, you also acted as the voice of Overwatch - a friendly face the people of the world could recognize and trust, you relayed any and all information to the general public so that they may seem safer and connected to the world they now lived in.
The few hours you had at the home base was spent sleeping, eating, or preparing yourself for yet another venture out into danger.
You stepped inside your room, which was shared with many other agents, and took a moment to sit down. Your bed was less than desirable, it was not very comfortable, leaving the times you did get to sleep on it filled with restless tossing and turning, often waking up and having to readjust the pillow
Little surprise! (KakuXReader) You bounded quickly and swiftly to find your husband. Your deer legs astounded many as you passed them and others were on the ground with nose bleeds at your beauty. You had a situation. One hell of a situation. You needed to tell Kaku immediately. You bounded your way to where Kaku worked with a smile on your face, but you then stopped.
You can’t tell him like this?! This absolutely kills the mood! You had to find a more clever way of telling him. You immediately went to a woman that you affectionately refer to as ‘Big sister Kalifa.’
“Kalifa?” you skittishly walk into her room. She had the day off from her job and she was currently reading a book. She looked up from the rather thick book that she had gotten as a gift fro
Package. (Kaku x Reader)That was it! Finally after hours of thinking, you decided what you were going to make for Kakus gift! Well, no, it wasn't exactly his birthday, but you still wanted to make him something. Just a gift, to make him happy. But you wanted it to be something special, something personal. And with that in mind, you brought some things and set off to work. So, after three days of sewing, stuffing and no sleep, you finally finished! Holding up the finished product, you grinned brightly. It was perfect.
Running over to your closet, you grabbed some real clothes and quickly changed. You had to get it to him before you decided it sucked and wanted to re-make it. Plus, they probably worried about you, you hadn't left your house once you started. You didn't even open the door, or reply when they knocked to check on you. Silently you wondered if they thought you died. Tilting you head to the side, you stopped in the middle of putting your sock on. Idiots. You shook your head and finished putting your
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So basically here we have the place where I dump all the art I'm not ashamed of
I watch a crapton of anime and I also watch Supernatural, Doctor Who, Game of Thrones, Vikings, and Fargo
I play Minecraft, Skyrim, Portal, TF2, Left 4 Dead, OFF, Animal Crossing, Harvest Moon, and Pokemon
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