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La Magia del Bosque
Me sentía dolida, llena de ira porque me obligasen a hacer cosas que no quería, así que pensé en desafiarlo todo, buscar un refugio que me aislase del mundo.
Rodeé el tronco de un árbol, pasando los dedos sobre su corteza mientras su tacto rugoso hacía que la piel se me erizase. Me aferré a la primera rama, impulsando todo mi peso hacia ella hasta que mis pies comenzaron a escalar el tronco, subiéndome más y más hacia el cielo. El viento comenzó a susurrar entre las hojas, rodeándome con una cascada de miles de luces verdes. Jugó con mi pelo, lo convirtió en una cascada ondulante que me hipnotizó por completo. Y cuando alcé la mirada hacia las nubes, me quedé paralizada por la magia que se mostraba ante mis ojos. Las hojas me protegían de la mirada del mundo, proporcionándome el mejor lugar para contemplar las praderas verdes que se extendía ante mis ojos, sucediéndose unas tra
The Daugther of the Sea
The young man turned, looking at the girl he had before his eyes.
Ayshel, the strange blue-eyed girl who had come into his life, he had changed everything I knew. Every time I looked at his eyes, whenever he admired the smile on his lips loomed could not help wanting to be with him forever but could never achieve his only dream.
> Asked him once after the blue tide, when the girl had revealed his destiny, the destiny that the world had dictated. There was no answer, never did. That girl was mysterious, never said anything, it seemed that the words are unable to leave their lips.
Now, that was the last time that would happen to him, this was the farewell he had never wished to arrive. He looked at her, watching white dress that fit his waist told again and again that he would never be able to reach it, it would never even touching it with your fingers.
-The first time I saw you, I thought it was my destiny to be with you, he said, enjoying the silence that surrounded dumb-but I see that
~Who to Betray~ Bertholdt x Titan-Shifter!Reader
*WARNING: SEVERE SPOILERS AHEAD*
No. Nononononono. This isn't real. "Shut up," you said, breaking out into a cold sweat. Standing mere meters away from Eren, Reiner, and Bertholdt, you heard their entire conversation. They wanted Eren to run away with them. Not exactly uncommon, considering the state of the world at the moment. It was their reason for asking that chilled you to the bone. Reiner had just proclaimed himself to be the Armored Titan, and revealed Bertholdt, sweet, shy Bertholdt, to be the Colossal Titan.
Stepping towards them hesitantly on the top of wall rose, hands shaking and lips tight, you stared at Bertholdt with wide, (e/c) eyes. He was your friend, no matter how odd and quiet he was. But he was more than that to you. Unspoken words had lingered in the air about you two, as clear as day, yet never expressed. Was everything a lie? Did you fall in love with a master manipulator who only pretended to care? Looking away, feeling somewhat ashamed, you thought of your own
attack on titan: nerd!marco x reader FIC
Her reputation amongst the students compromised of nothing but good things - honesty, kindness, ability to bring a smile to just about anyone's face. (Name) was all manner of resilient and friendly and beautiful. Her smaller frame and sweet outer appearance aside, she was smart as well. To Marco, the fear and stress of having to confront (Name) with his feelings seemed like a distant worry. He had never been forced to think, nor talk about, the fact he had been infatuated with her since the beginning of their high school career. (Name) was the most enticing person he had ever met - hell, even Jean liked getting a rise out of Marco by always bringing up "that babe in History". Why
wouldshould anyone as pretty as her think of dating someone like Marco? He was sweet, incredibly clever, and he recognized these positive attributes about himself - he was all for 'not judging a book by it's cover'.. but this was different. This was (Name). She was flawle
A Fairy Tail TG: Cana Alberona
This is a bad idea, Stan thought as he stared at the mug in front of him. He’d been on his way home from the gym, when he saw the poster. It was posted on the wall of an old tavern that was apparently open this early in the afternoon. Some sort of drinking competition was advertised, one with a $500 cash prize. Stan had never been much of a drinker, maybe a beer here and there. He’d always preferred staying fit and in-shape. Getting drunk seemed like a waste of time and an abundance of bad calories. But he could really use that money, and out-drinking someone couldn't possibly require any effort, right? With that thought he reluctantly entered the bar.
About an hour later, and Stan was six glasses in. They’d all been beers of different colors and names; he didn't really know the difference. A few people had dropped out already, and while Stan wasn't quite there yet, he was starting to feel a little unsure about his chances. He su
Sweet Lullaby [ErenxReader]
You would aways take the blame for things the others did just to clean. Of course, you werent much as a clean freak as Levi was but cleaning rooms or doing the laundry just helped to relax your mind while alone and lost in your thoughts. Also, it was a great oppertunity to do what you did best alone. You sang. It was always the same tune, same song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ0VnLwBwNE)
Your mother used to sing it to you when you went to sleep while platting your (H/C) hair. But, now that she was gone, you would sing it either while you where upset, angry, sleepy or cleaning.
All alone again,I find myself astray,In the middle of a journey
Only my heart, Wandered about,When the rest of my body remained still.
Your hair in a messy bun with hair picked out form the sides, you began to sing the sweet song with your angelic voice while washing people's uniforms that where stained
Valentine's Day (Will Graham x Reader One-Shot)It was just another ordinary day on the job; you and Will were investigating a crime scene together as Jack supervised and bugged Will with questions. Something was a little off on this day, though. Will kept looking at you, not that he didn’t look at you all the time anyway, but the look in his eyes was different than it usually was. And every chance he got, he would pass by you and whisper ‘Love you, (F/n).’ You were used to Will’s anti-social self, which was just one of many reasons you loved him. You were both anti-social for the most part besides when it came to each other, but this was just very unlike him.
When you got back to the forensics lab you waited until Will left to approach Beverly and talk to her quietly.
“I think something’s wrong with Will,” you started.
Beverly cocked her head at you before replying, “What do you mean?”
You sighed, “He’s been acting really weird around me today. I don’t know wha
Who'd Have KnownAN: This takes place before everything that happened in Thor. Loki still doesn't know he is adopted and such. A random One shot that popped into my head and now it's developed into a story. You might see more.
Adalwin never trusted anyone. Ever since her parents gave her to Odin during a ritual to gain his favor and immortality. Odin had taken her away from that dark room with the burning candles, and the incense so thick in the air she had been coughing.
She never knew why he had taken her, then refused to give her parents what they wished. The look on their faces of shock was priceless, but she couldn’t help but wonder why the Allfather didn’t refuse her as well. She never got the nerve to ask.
Odin looked down at her. “I shall accept your offspring,” he said.
Her parents had nearly cheered.
“Yes, please, she is yours.” Her mother had ushered her to stand up. Adalwin shakily stood up. She didn’t want to go with this man. She wanted to stay wi
I Will Follow You Into The Dark Nico x ReaderI Will Follow You Into The Dark.
Death Cab For Cutie
Nico di Angelo x Reader
Love of mine, someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
Nico and (y/n). (Y/n) and Nico. That’s how it always was. There friendship was different. For it did not blossom into what it was meant to till the very end.
It had happened at Camp Half-Blood in the woods. At the hands of a monster
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
Nico didn’t see what happened. He only heard the blood curling scream and the picture that followed it.
The two were fighting monsters for fun, but at some point they got separated, neither had truly noticed.
The scream brought Nico out of his bubble. He killed the monster in front of him and ran towards her.
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they are both satisfied
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
When Nico saw you, he ran f
Homeless man to Servantwomantg
It was just another day for Steven. He was broke, homeless, and his drunkenness has made him lose another girlfriend.
"Way to go you drunken idiot! Trying to remain sober for her failed. This is your fifth one within a month!" Steven thought to himself.
While walking, a beautiful, red-hair lady with an all-green attire was walking passed him. As soon as she looked at him, she turned around.
"You're Steven, right?" the woman asked.
Steven turns, "Yeah. And you are?"
"My sister was the first one to dump you. She asked me to help you out." the woman smiled.
Steven remembered back to when he met the woman's sister. Aideen was her name, and she was a hot-tempered red-haired Irishwoman. She drink twice as much, but was half as drunk as he was. She dumped him because he can never hold down a job.
Steven sighed, "How? I can't hold down a job, and my drunkenness made me lose another girlfriend."
The woman smiled, "That maybe true, but there is hope. I'm Teagan, by the way."
Teagan motioned t
A New Star's CeremonyFallenstar slowly padded to the top of the Moss Rock, reciting the words in his head that he needed to say. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey..." this part he had heard so often it would be hard to mess it up, "gather here beneath the Moss Rock for a Clan meeting!"
Timidbreeze ushered out a well-groomed Mosskit, Saplingkit and Kestrelkit. Mothkit tottered after them timidly. The first three kits bounced excitedly, they had turned six moons and they were supposed to be apprentices. Mothkit looked a bit scared about the whole endeavor, but Timidbreeze whispered something to him to help calm his nerves. Fallenstar was lucky to have Timidbreeze to tell him these things, he hadn't kept track of anyone's ages like a leader needed to.
He waited for the Clan to settle, some eyes staring at him angrily as if to say, 'what now?'--Fallenstar couldn't blame them. It was actually Timidbreeze's idea to do a ceremony, to kind of remind the Clan that they were still that--a Clan. The voices
A veces pienso que el mundo se mueve mediante fuerzas que nadie comprende, que se escapan a los ojos de quienes niegan su existencia, que son cosas tan increíbles que muchos creen que las han soñado pero... ¿acaso eso no es la fantasía?
Muy pocos somos los capaces de "conectarnos" a ella, por así decirlo. Y no somos magos, ni brujas, ni hadas, ni elfos, tan solo somos gente normal que nos atrevemos a ver más allá de las leyes lógicas.
Tenemos la capacidad de plasmar las formas mágicas del mundo.
Podemos descomponer las múltiples formas de la fantasía, podemos moldearla, cambiarla a nuestro antojo para darle la forma de las más bellas palabras.
Somos los canales por las que el sonido de la magia llega a los que son sordos ante ella.
Conseguimos viajar a lugares extraordinarios, donde las cosas son inalcanzables para muchos y deseamos alcanzarlas, creando cosas que para muchos son inconcebibles.
El camino para nosotros no es f
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