RavenFudo9501

It was hard to survive in post-apocalyptic Hyrule. "Take cover!" You tackled the cerulean-eyed hero, shoving him away from an Armos. With a violent tremble and sudden combustion, it sent you both flying. Though, surviving wasn't what you would call it. Both you and Link ran out of the temple, breathless with laughter, embracing the Shadow Medallion victoriously. "You did it!" You laughed. "No-" Link grinned, "-We did it!" It was something far more important. You sat by the fireplace, playing with Link's soft, blond tresses. You glanced at the hero, who laid sprawled on your lap, fast asleep- his features as calm as the night that surro

1. A Sibling’s Sacrifice “Well…?” Lucina asked nervously as she watched Morgan eat her homemade broth. Anxiety etched at every inch of her face; eyelids fluttered like little bee wings and teeth loudly clanked in fear and anticipation. Once Morgan had taken a sip of the dish, truth be told, he was quite surprised. When Lucina asked him to taste it before serving it for tonight’s dinner, he was ecstatic. Who wouldn’t be when you get to taste something cooked by your beloved family member? However, when he did see the broth – bubbling gush of green with unknown substances floating on the surface R

Please listen to the song "Don't cry Joni". You could actually just search for the lyrics. Thanks! -----------                                                                          - DAVE'S POV - I fell in love with my neighbor. My very beautiful neighbor. Sadly, she's younger than me. Me being 22, and her at the age of 15. We both kept this a secret from her parents and my older bro, Dirk. Everytime we saw each other outside, we tried our best not to look too obvious. o - o - o - o - o                                                                         - 3RD PERSON POV - "Yo, Dave,"Dirk called out with a serious voice. "I'll f

Club Ironic Iconic Dirk x Reader *For the sake of this reading, most stuff will be AU. Just with the Strider's I think. Idk what I'm even doing okay. – Your name is [Full Name], and you finally finished packing your things. With a sigh and a swipe of your forearm across your forehead, you tuck the last box into the corner and smile to yourself. You grew more and more excited as your [color] eyes brightened with anticipation. In less than a week, you were going to be flying out to California to live your dream as a famous DJ. You had started liking the sick beats when your best bro Dirk started laying them out for you when you were j

I was rather happy today as I worked with Mira Jane in the counter. She was helping people with the request boards as I gave drinks to people. Mostly Cana but still it was a great day today . . . well almost. I was missing my boyfriend. He had been gone on a mission for a long time now, at least a month now. He said it wouldn’t take that long because he took his friends with him. Gray was always so calm and relaxed but before he left he seemed tense about it. Natsu, Erza, Lucy, Happy as well as Wendy and Carla went with him. I swear with a team like that nothing could stop them. How Gray and Natsu weren’t S Class wizards was beyo

God Tier Aspects Dirk Strider ---"Oh," you began. "Hey there, didn't expect to see you.." You opened the door, to see Dirk Strider. He gazed at you from behind his triangular shades. "Yeah, I guess you didn't," he began. "But wouldn't you want to let me in at least?" You scoffed before stepping towards the side for Dirk to enter. "Well excuse me Derrick." you said as you rolled your eyes. The man walked in and plopped down on the couch with his hands in his pockets. "Don't call me that." Dirk said with irritation. You giggled slightly before sitting next to him. "But Dirk is short for Derrick, so why not?" You asked with the tilt of

(TRIGGER WARNINGS: #OOCNESS #STRIDER SEXYNESS #SWEARS #SEXUALIES ) [chumHandle] [CH] began pestering timaeusTestified [TT] at (TIME) CH:Calling Flaming Homo CH: Dirk help me CH: I need help CH: DIRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK TT: What? TT: Wait did you call me a flaming Homo? TT: Why thats not even Ironic CH: Fuck Your Bullshit Irony!! CH: I neeeeed heeelllllllppppppppp CH: help Me!! TT: with what? CH: Im dryer than the desert right now TT: Well.... TT: Thought I was a flaming homo TT: talk to my bro then TT: bye CH: NOT LIKE THAT CH: I MEANT I HAVE ARTISTS BLOCK CH: YOU RAGING ASSHOLE TT: whoa there okay TT: what am I suppose to do about it? CH:

A/N: Before you continue reading, I'd like to warn you that this consists a death of a character.  Happy reading Homestucks! --- "Excuse me! Pardon me! Move please!" Jake huffed as he made his way through the numerous doctors and nurses. After hearing of your recent injury, the man quickly made his way to the hospital and rushed to see you. He sprinted through the corridor, a bouquet of roses clutched in his fist. After finally reaching to your door, he let out a sigh and tightly held on the flowers. He let out a shaky breath before resting a hand on the door handle. "Yep, 413. The exact number." Jake murmured to himself, reading you

“Dinner!” Sam called, his voice traveling through the halls of the bunker. Sighing, you unplugged the heating pad you had pressed to your stomach and got up from your bed, albeit painfully. You were having some pretty bad cramps today, but hopefully a good meal would make you feel better. Walking to the main room, you saw Dean and Cas were already there, helping Sam put out plates heaping with pasta. You sat down, the room silent for a moment as everyone started eating. “Oh, (yn), I forgot to tell you.” Dean started. “We have a job tomorrow, a vampire nest in Indiana. Be packed and ready in the morning.”

Link To Song This is for the lions living in the wiry broke down frames of my friends bodies. When the flood water comes, it ain't gonna be clear. It’s gonna look like mud. But I will help you swim. I will help you swim. I'm gonna help you swim. He remembered her oh so clearly. They met in a coffee shop, on the corner of parkland street, across from the old church yard. She was at in the corner booth, staring out of the window as the rain splashed down on the pavement as the civilians hurried to get home. The leaves of the trees were dusted with the colours of autumn, bright red and orange leaves littering the paths. Her attention was

You peered out the window at the busy town, all you could was sigh. You had been locked up inside this house since you were diagnosed with an illness. Nobody ever came to visit you, in fear of catching your disease, and when people came to your house your parents never would talk about you. A war was also raging on outside, one that has been going on for five years now. It seemed that you were stuck in this tiny world of emptiness... You stood up, clutching the bedside to help you walk. You where heading to the knife that was across the room. You'd have to struggle to get there, but it would end soon. Each step was like a dagger in your knee

How to Say Thank You (Germany x Reader) "Ugh!" Someone wasn't watching as they accidentally knocked you over. Papers flew everywhere along with your report which landed out of view. "Are you alright?" A thick German accent spoke behind you. You flung your head towards a tall muscular figure whom wore a concerned expression. "Oh um-" Before you could even utter any intelligible words, the German began helping you gather your things. "Thanks," you muttered before you remembered where you were heading. "Oh! I'm sorry but I really have to run!" And with that you rushed to turn in your report ignoring a voice that called out for you. Little d

                                *~*~Your POV*~*~      You stood at the entrance of the tall building you will now be calling your high school. The nerves were high as you walked into the building. It was easy getting in. The halls were deserted... Were you late?! You looked up fearfully at the clock overhead... 6:14. You were early... So where was everyone else?      You walked down the hall leisurely, knowing you had plenty of time before you had to go to class, much less getting stampeded by a rabid group of fangirls. Wait a minute...      You were flat on your face before you heard them... Which was almost impossible because they were

It all began with a single text. Why don't you die fat ass?! It was from one of my only friends. She turned on me to become popular. Then more poured in. Slut. Retard. Go die. Bitch. Whore. They slowly got more detailed. How about you do yourself and the world a favor and slit your throat. Wassup bitchy? I got an idea! How about you go die under a bridge, kay? I was just wondering if you might consider loosing weight. You know, so there won't be anymore earthquakes during gym. They all stung, and the words rang through my head as I dragged a knife against my shoulders, letting the blood drip freely into the sink. I was home alone, because I l

     "No one."     You sat there, depressed. You were in your room, drawings on paper and unfinished stories on paper were scattered everywhere in your room, making you look like a workaholic. But you weren't, really. You just have tons of free time to do things and no one visited that much. You didn't even bother to set up a Christmas tree or lights.     But today, on Christmas, no one greeted you 'Merry Christmas' or 'Happy Holidays' or what not. You had a phone of course, cell and home, but no one called or texted you. It was like you were being ignored. No, not even your best friends. Not Alfred, Arthur, Gilbert, Feliciano.     You

You had your small samurai sword in your hands ready to attack or defend. The steps were coming closer and soon you saw the figure. The sluggish movements, the garbling. It was them. The nopperabou was here. You were going to defend your big brother alone. No one was going to take his face. right then it gripped your door handle. You got ready and soon it opened. “For japan!” you jumped going high to knock it out with your eyes closed. They weren’t going to get your face. Only hands caught you as you both fell. “Nee-san!?” you soon opened your eyes and saw only your big brother. “nii-chan!” you hug

You sat at Lumiose station, twiddling your thumbs. This was your last moment in the Kalos region. You were moving to the Johto region. One of the gym leaders had dropped out of the league, and you were referred to as their replacement. You would fight challengers with (y/f/t)-type Pokemon. It was depressing to leave the place you were born and raised in, but the Johto region was full of many more opportunities for you. It was also pretty depressing to leave behind Calem. He was your childhood friend, and supported you in everything. But this was the one thing you knew he wouldn’t approve of. You tried to tell him yesterday by asking