It was late and the nightclub you had entered was jam-packed. Everywhere you looked there were people dancing to the explosive beat that pulsed from the large speakers, and drunken souls making fools of themselves. Normally, you weren't comfortable in places such as this, but tonight you had made an exception. Because tonight you had every reason to party.
From your place at the bar you could see everything that the club had to offer. From its flashing lights, to its excellent sound-system and wide variety of beverages, it was pure heaven. Well, to any hardcore clubber at least.
You sighed gently as you took another sip from your glass of water, and moved to ask the bartender for another when someone exhaled loudly right next to you. You already knew who it was before you turned to look, but it was a sad fact that you couldn't blow off your companion forever. No matter how tempting the idea might be.
Darcy Lewis stood in all
The Monsters Within Us- Loki/OC Commission
The Monsters Within Us
The sky was dark and dismal gray rain fell from the heavens in a torrent of water and despair. Such weather conditions were rare in the Realm Eternal, and due to this, the streets of Asgard were scarce of life.
From the sanctuary of her home, a single woman watched the rain cascade and let several tears escape her soft amber eyes; staining her porcelain cheeks with miniature rivers.
The woman- whose name was Bryn- reached up a hesitant hand to swipe at her face, and then returned her steady gaze back to the winding streets and regal dwellings of Asgard. But as she looked out over the maelstrom of buildings and rain, she was blinded; sightless to any of her surroundings or past obligations. For her mind was preoccupied with something so massive that she could comprehend nothing else.
Only one thing prevailed upon her senses, and that was a face. It was the face of som
A Very Unusual Way: Commission
A Very Unusual Way
In the depths of Gotham City, the light faded. Not that there had ever been much light to spare, but now what little was left, was diminished. Though seeing as the metropolis thrived on smoke and deception, light wasn't something that was usually noticed or missed. At least, not by the main populace.
But then again, for Kristina Moran- the right hand woman to Black Mask- the hours past sunset were more often than not, more than she could bear. For she feared the darkness and the night terrors that always accompanied the night. But having forced herself to be optimistic- despite her natural fears- several hours prior, when the new darkness had just fallen, the woman had believed it to have been the makings of a productive night. Or at least she had, until her job had gone south.
Currently, Kristina- or Nightmare as she had so ironically been named- ran through the back alleys of t
Mischief's Child: Commission
Loki heard it, first in a whisper and then in a loud cry of anguish. Oh yes, he most definitely heard the call. But due to the fact it had started as nothing more than a hum on the wind, he ignored it. Believing the sound to have been a moment’s fancy, something his imagination had concocted for the lack of something more amusing.
But then several days later when the hum had turned into a nerve-wracking echo, the God had no choice but to give it his attention.
With keen blue-green eyes he scanned the realms, using his ultimate knowledge in magical arts to track the noise. It took him nearly a full day of soul sifting before he was finally able to pinpoint the direct source. He had known it was important when the call hadn't subsided, but Loki hadn't had a clue just how serious it truly was.
The sight that met him wasn't something he had ever expected to see, and it made his hands clench i
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
Into Eternity: Thor-x-Reader
Into Eternity: Thor-x-Reader
It was frightfully early, but being such an optimistic morning person, you were quite happily awake. Silently, you sat in the comfortable confines of your fenced backyard, with a homemade quilt draped around your shoulders as you observed the sky change from midnight black to a timid periwinkle hue.
Watching the sunrise had always been one of your favorite pastimes, and from the way the tints of orange and pink were beginning to mix with the off-purple blue of the cosmos, you knew that this particular sunrise would be nothing short of breathtaking.
Sighing dreamily you fixed the blanket and tucked your bare feet beneath you in an effort to keep them warm. Though in all honesty, your feet’s welfare was the furthest thing from your mind.
Your eyes were focused on the sky, but your mind was stuck on the man who currently sat behind you, with his arms wrapped around your middle. Your head had been resting on his chest
|My first Reader Insert story, that I'm quite proud of.|
Through the Years
It was October once again; a sublime and most mellow time of year. Amestris had suffered a blistering summer that year, so when the cool autumn wind finally blew in from the South; it was accepted with a surprisingly warm welcome.
Though it was still early in the month one could already see the tell-tale signs of the season, in nature’s natural transformations. The leaves were shifting from their usual green for more flamboyant shades of red and orange; the grass was yellowing around the edges, and the sky now held an assortment of purple and gray clouds. It was the same simple adaptions every year, but to one man who currently sat alone in the growing evening; it was truly awe-inspiring and thought provoking.
This man sat calmly upon his porch- covered in a thick coat- and leisurely watched the sun as it began to set over the rolling hills of the countryside Resembool. This man- who was obviously quite old in age- was a striking figure even with his wrinkled skin and mild expression. One could clearly see that in his youth the man had been quite handsome, for even now he was kind to the eye of those who beheld him. Shoulder length white hair encompassed a smart, rounded face; sculpting around eyes the color of freshly burnished gold.
These eyes that had witnessed a lifetime of activity still burned with the bright fire of adolescence, though they were no longer insatiable. As a younger man, this relaxed figure on the porch had been a scholar and fighter; rarely able to sit still for all the things he was meant to accomplish. He had had a family to love, a career to perfect, research and hypothesis’s to test, and a country to help rebuild. But now, after nearly 90 years of living his life to the max, the man was finally slowing down.
For the last handful of years- after the passing of his beloved brother and wife- the man had ceased his mad-dash of an existence and started to enjoy things he had never really had time for. It was as if he was indulging in an extended vacation; but instead of his usual anxiousness to get back into the true flow of life, he had remained placidly contented in the soothing lull of his childhood home.
After the upheaval of Amestris many things had changed- most for the better- but Resembool had remained almost exactly the same. Sweet farm land rising up from rolling dells and high grasses; it was the perfect place to go to remember. And that was exactly what the Fullmetal Alchemist had been yearning for.
As the last rays of the sun began to disappear behind the large hills, Edward Elric- the man upon the porch- sighed gently and let his golden eyes wander along with his memory. Absently, he reached a hand into his coat pocket and let his finger trace the ancient pocket-watch that was housed there. Though he didn’t take it out, Edward remembered the inscription that lined the clocks frame without any trouble. He had looked at it enough time throughout his life.
Don’t forget 3rd October.
Edward had never forgotten, though the urgency that had once fueled him to transmute the message had long since faded. Now as he remembered the words, he was met with bittersweet memories and feelings, involving both his younger brother Alphonse and himself.
Their journey had started with their mother’s passing, but it was only when they had lost their bodies to the Truth and burned down their home, that they had been unable to turn back. They had watched the orange-tinted flames spread over the place they had grown up with absolute conviction, and had left Resembool to find a way to return their bodies to normal.
It had been the 3rd of October and they had never looked back.
Edward cried silently now, as thoughts of Alphonse resonated in his mind’s eye. Whether it was wonderful adventures and heart wrenching ordeals, Ed and Al had faced it together. Time and time again they had stood up for the other, helped ease their siblings’ burdens, loved each other unconditionally through good and bad, thick and thin . . . and now Alphonse Elric was gone.
He had died peacefully in his sleep- having been an older man who had used his life wisely- and yet despite this peaceful end, Edward had never been more broken. He missed his brother more than he could verbally admit, but those who knew him were well aware of his loss. The Elric Brothers had done everything together, even when they had had families and lives of their own.
“I promised to go first, Al,” Edward said aloud- though there was no one there to hear him- as his golden eyes closed one last time. “After all you went through . . . it was supposed . . . to be . . . me. . .”
The world seemed to stop as the man said this, and the autumn wind carried the words far past the Resembool hills, floating out of sight or memory. Thus leaving the night tranquil as the Fullmetal Alchemist fell into a painless, everlasting sleep.
Edward knew that something had changed, but it took him a moment to realize what it was. Quickly he observed his surroundings, and it was then that he understood.
He saw himself- an old man- sitting relaxed on the porch step, head resting against the rail with eyes closed, as if taken by slumber. But Edward knew better. He knew that his golden eyes would never open there again.
For a brief period of time, the Fullmetal Alchemist mourned the fact, picturing those he was leaving behind and the life he had lived. But then, just as quickly the sorrow was gone.
Slowly- the now younger man- turned away from his old shell and found himself face to face with someone he had long since thought lost. For a time he thought that it was his imagination, but as Edward continued to look he knew that it was no delusion. This was real . . . somehow . . . some way. . .
And when he realized this, Edward ran towards the familiar figure with a soft cry, drawing her into an embrace the moment he was close enough to reach her. And as he felt arms wrap around him in return, tears of disbelief ran down his face.
“My brave, brave boy; you’ve been through so much. I’m so proud of you.”
With bright, clouded eyes Edward looked up at the beloved, beautiful face he had missed so much.
“Yes, Edward,” she said placing a tender kiss to his temple before pulling away to smile at him. “I’m here, and I promise that we will never be separated again.”
Trisha Elric’s vow was simple, but to Edward it meant everything.
Since the day Trisha had died, she had been missed. Though the Elric brothers had learned to shoulder the loss of their beautiful mother, the pain had never really gone away. Even upon recovering their bodies, they wished she could be returned to them. And now, to finally be reunited with her and told that she was proud was a dream come true.
“Love you, mom,” Edward said warmly as joyful tears continued to flow down his youthful cheeks.
“I love you too, Edward.”
Then, from behind them a new voice spoke making the Fullmetal Alchemist turn around immediately.
“Welcome back, brother.”
“Al!” A large grin instantly grew on Edward’s face as Alphonse drew closer. “I missed you!”
“I missed you too, Ed. Me and Winry both,” the younger Elric replied before he reached out his arms and embraced his brother. It was a hug of welcome and brotherly affection, and when they pulled away from each other, both had happy golden eyes.
“Come on you two,” Trisha said lovingly. “It’s time to go home.”
Edward took one last look at the autumn night around him before he hooked his arm around Alphonse’s and grinned. “I’m ready.”
Then as the first stars began to twinkle in the heavens, Edward Elric- the Fullmetal Alchemist- left his old life behind, with the two people he loved the most at his side, ready for the next step in his grand and wondrous adventure. Never once looking back or feeling regret.
|My own personal ending scene for our beloved Fullmetal Alchmeist, Edward Elric.|
Sebastian x Angel Reader: When He FellSebastian x Angel Reader: When He Fell by Tarnisis
Sebastian-x- Angel Reader
When He Fell
Footsteps echoed gently on the cobblestoned streets of London, marking the presence of a singular figure. It was late- close to three o’clock in the morning- and the being that currently traversed the desolate roads was nothing more than a black shadow on the bleak canvas- moving unseen and unbridled through the empire that he had come to know so well. Though England hadn’t always been his home, the Demon knew that it was undoubtedly the best place he had ever called home. There was a raw sort of power behind the gothic buildings and rising designs that made the dark entity feel right at home. There was a sorrow; a bitterness that clung to the air- and it made his senses surge in a most pleasing way.
The Demon went on his way through the empty streets unhurriedly, taking in the familiar city with calculating wine red eyes. For the first time in years there was no one that he needed to serve; no
Sebastian x Shy Reader: Chess Piece- Part 5Sebastian x Shy Reader: Chess Piece- Part 5 by Tarnisis
Her Gentleman, Chess Piece: Part Five
(F/n) gazed out thoughtfully upon the Phantomhive grounds that were currently covered in snow and ice; the cold and blustery midday matching the swirling movement of her thoughts rather nicely. And for once, her rather subdued disposition wasn’t chilly; her actions of late were not familiar or planned. Where (F/n) should have been fearful or uncertain, the young noblewoman was quiet, contented and calculating. She wasn’t upset by what was happening; instead she was rather curious and even a bit excited. So much had happened since she had arrived at the Phantomhive Manor with her mother almost three days prior; so much had changed with nothing more than a simple meeting. . . Though in truth, meeting Lord Michaelis had been anything but simple.
During the three days since that fateful conversation beneath the Willow tree, Sebastian and (F/n) had gotten closer. Though they
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy's GirlWolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy's Girl by Tarnisis
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy’s Girl
(F/n) was crying again.
No, not crying . . . screeching. And as Logan (her amused father) watched the baby cry with her little mouth open as far as it could go, he had to admit this his child’s vocal power rivaled Banshee’s. Not that it was something he needed his six month old daughter to prove, now or in fact ever.
“Come on kiddo, ya gotta stop sometime.”
When the wailing just got louder, the man sighed and picked the bawling baby up out of her crib. Gently, he bounced her in his arms in hopes to sooth her, but (F/n) only continued to cry her heart out. She had been at it for nearly twenty minutes now and apparently had no intention of stopping until she got what she wanted.
“(F/n), mama will be back soon, so you can stop crying.”
With innocent eyes (F/n) gazed up at him, before a new and definitely louder sob left her small mouth. Well the barg
Hacker and Assassin- Birthday OneshotHacker and Assassin- Birthday Oneshot by Tarnisis
Hacker and Assassin
Why am I doing this again? . . . This is a freaking bad idea. . . I can’t do this. . . I seriously can’t do this! She’s never going to agree. . . Then everything will be awkward and my life will suck!
Scott Carlton- the newest member of the Avengers, and man in training- cringed at the inner monologue that was currently running through his head as he walked around the gym facilities that were housed within the S.H.I.E.L.D Headquarters. He spent most of his days in this place- Cap had insisted that he be able to pull his weight physically before he joined his fellows out in the field. But today Scott wanted nothing more than to run back to the Avengers Tower and hide. For what he was planning on doing in the next couple of seconds would almost definitely get him dumped or killed. . . Well at least he’d had a good life before this point. Perhaps gaining a pair of wings and a
Loki x Depressed!Reader You're Never AloneOk, warning. This one is a little depressing but Loki saves the day. If your not into sadness then I caution you not to read. I really don't want to offend anyone either. Welp...Here you go.crimsonfrostx
You had had enough. From the laughing faces of kids at school to the parents and siblings that were never there for you. In your mind you were all alone. You had no other family that truly understood you and you had no friends at school. School life was painfully slow as the kids talked about the shy, quiet girl who sat alone at lunch and would always sit in the back of the classroom.
Hopefully tonight, you could get away from all of the loneliness. You had left a note on the kitchen counter, saying farewell to your family for the last time. They weren't home, as usual. They had went to the movies and left you alone in your room. You didn't even realize they were gone until you ventured down for a glass of water, wher
I'm Tarnisis, or otherwise known as Lyn Harkeran. I'm not an artist but I love art, and writing stories. I am a fan fiction writer by trade, though I do write originals. I just don't post them online, because I have hopes of publishing.
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Some of my Favorite Pairings:
Rumpelstiltskin/Belle - Once Upon a Time
Mr. Gold/Emma Swan - Once Upon a Time
Rumpelstiltskin/Cora - Once Upon a Time
Loki/Jane - Thor (Avengers)
Loki/Darcy - Thor (Avengers)
Loki/Sif - Thor (Avengers)
Jareth/ Sarah- Labyrinth
Thorin Oakenshield/OC - Hobbit
Skulduggery/Valkyrie- Skulduggery Pleasant
Erik/Christine- The Phantom of the Opera
Joker/Harlequin- Batman the Animated Series
Captain Hook/Wendy Darling- Peter Pan
Dorothy/Scarecrow- Wizard of Oz
Caspian X/Lucy- The Chronicles of Narnia
Snape/Hermione- Harry Potter
Draco/Hermione- Harry Potter
Gaston/Belle- Beauty and the Beast
Howl/Sophie- Howl's Moving Castle
El Gallo/Louisa- The Fantasticks
Eric/Sookie- True Blood
V/Evey- V for Vendetta
Cain/DG- Tin man
Vegeta/Bulma- Dragon Ball Z
Clopin/OC- Hunchback of Notre Dame
Gringoire/Esmeralda- Notre Dame de Paris musical
Zuko/Katara - Avatar: the Last Airbender
Ichabod Crane/Abbie Mills - Sleepy Hollow (TV Show)
V for Vendetta and Beetlejuice fan
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Rumple, myself, and Loki chillin' together. Best half of a trade ever created.
Loki chibi prize from the very talented
: Thorin and my lovely Dwarf OC Vargkom drawn by my wonderful and talented friend
my Dwarf OC Vargkom once more but as a wolfie! My lovely new friend created this lovely design!
The Cover for my Skulduggery Pleasant fanfiction drawn by the amazing
My amazing avatars created by the very artistic
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