The time has come... (A lovely Begining part 2) by Taxsylrc, literature
Literature
The time has come... (A lovely Begining part 2)
Finally the day has come. You, dear one, will see the world outside your darkness. Wiggle your fingers, wiggle your toes, for you must be ready to go, like a knight to battle. Will you make it? Try as you might, it's not for you to decide, you are only a pawn in the game of life and death. You struggle, kick and punch, the darkness pulls away and then tightens around your form. Run, run as fast as you can, before it's too late. Ahead there is something not like the darkness... Is it ''freedom''? Is it your ''Mother'' or your ''Papa''? What ever it may be, you trug forward, fighting against the forces trying to pull you back.
Something wraps
A small movement, barely noticeable to many, but can definitely be felt. A pair of slender, elegant hands to her stomach, lightly rubbing the whole. I hear her giggle, cooing; such a pleasant sound. I watch her, my sweet angel, radiant with a mothers’ glow. Amazing, simply and utterly amazing how she, a human, and I a Nosferatu, have managed to create life.
She jumps, rubbing her bloating stomach, now lightly laughing. My love, what is it that keeps your fear at bay? Do you not fear the fact that you are to be giving birth to a monster?
Ah, it seems you see me. You smile, tilting your head head in my direction. I guess I have been nea
The time has come... (A lovely Begining part 2) by Taxsylrc, literature
Literature
The time has come... (A lovely Begining part 2)
Finally the day has come. You, dear one, will see the world outside your darkness. Wiggle your fingers, wiggle your toes, for you must be ready to go, like a knight to battle. Will you make it? Try as you might, it's not for you to decide, you are only a pawn in the game of life and death. You struggle, kick and punch, the darkness pulls away and then tightens around your form. Run, run as fast as you can, before it's too late. Ahead there is something not like the darkness... Is it ''freedom''? Is it your ''Mother'' or your ''Papa''? What ever it may be, you trug forward, fighting against the forces trying to pull you back.
Something wraps
Time Doesn't Stop | Genos by ObscurePhoenix, literature
Literature
Time Doesn't Stop | Genos
With an incomplete research paper due next lecture and several grade-defining tests coming up, stress isn’t foreign. Being a sleep-deprived college student working in the communications department of The Heroes Association never works to your advantage. Dealing with regular people is hard enough, but throwing heroes—especially S-class—into the mix?
Hell no.
It isn’t that they’re terrible at their jobs, because that’s not the reason. They’re exceptional, exemplary—whatever term they’d use to describe their astounding abilities. There’s just an attitude that develops w
Connor Kenway x Reader ~ Tea Time by Shyerue, literature
Literature
Connor Kenway x Reader ~ Tea Time
"How do I look ?" You ask, standing on the upper end of the staircase.
The Mohawk assassin could hardly stop his jaw from falling.
Even Achilles, who is standing next to Connor, takes off his head and bows down slightly.
Gracefully, you walk down the stairs.
Achilles extends his hand, holding himself upright on his cane with the other.
You place your hand in his, rotating around your own axis.
The feather light, white dress is swaying around you, your (h/l) (h/c) hair flying with you.
"You look amazing, kid." Achilles compliments you.
"Thanks, old man." You grin at him.
"But... what about your weapons ?" Connor finally says.
You turn towa
I'm sorry for not posting anything in so long.
I've been in a creative slump and can't seem to find my way out. I hope you all are doing better than me XP