Held (G/t) pt. 2There are many different kinds of fear.Held (G/t) pt. 2 by hoshirozu
There’s the kind of fear you get when talking to your crush for the first time. Or the irrational fears, like fear of the dark, or bugs, or roller coasters.
But this… this was a fear that I could never even begin to fathom, begin to describe with words. A fear that I never imagined was possible to feel. The heart-wrenching, suffocating iron fear that felt as if it were eating away at your insides. Aching.
And as I stood, mouth agape, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, legs shaking so hard it felt as though they would crumble, and chest aching so deep that it felt like an iron grip had been taken on your heart, and slowly squeezed the life out of it. All air escaping your parched lungs. This is the only thing I could think. Fear.
My hands began to quiver uncontrollably, and I placed them up against the ice cold glass to steady me, as I fell into the sea of grey. I became pai
Held (G/t) pt. 4My heart drummed wildly in my chest as I began to feel the ground tremble, almost as if it were as scared and shaken as I was. The footsteps became heavier and heavier, vibrating deep in my chest as each foot collided with the ground, I was completely overwhelmed with thoughts. Wanting to escape, run, scream, anything, and knowing that none of these would accomplish a single thing. Emotion vs. reality. My stomach churned. All I could do was remain curled up in the corner of the box, dry tears stinging my cheeks, shaking as I anticipated my fate. I felt the earthquakes come to a stop and my eyes widened, heartbeat struggling to remain constant.Held (G/t) pt. 4 by hoshirozu
I never would’ve thought that the sound of a car door creaking open would terrorize me.
And even though there was still this cardboard separating us, I could still feel his intense pressure thickening the air. I struggled to breathe. My heart plummeted to my feet as the box was slowly lifted, the force pushing me against the ba
Held pt.3*Flashback*Held pt.3 by hoshirozu
My feet pounding heavily against the hot cement.
But I cant hear my footsteps
There is screaming
Screaming and crying and wailing as people watch their loved ones plucked away. Where are my loved ones?
Their looming shadows daring them to escape.
I was never one to put down a dare.
I am running, my insides screaming “What have you done?!”
Sweat is barreling down my sweat drenched face
And they’re still singing “ Run, run, run”
Im just running and running
And my world whirs to a suffocating halt as I make a harsh impact with what feels like a brick wall. It feels as if my skull had cracked open, eyes stinging, as the darkness consumes me.
Theres another thing about fear: It is completely and utterly illogical.
Given my current situation, rationally, running wouldn’t make any sense. At all. But this is fear we’re are talking about, and it was screaming RUN.
I don’t know where I am going, but my legs ar
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He was back. I could feel his stare piercing through me, even as I was faced the other way, making my heart bang wildly against my ribcage and my eyes gloss over with fear. And even though we had the thick, fogged glass of my prison walls separating us, it still felt as though I was trapped by him.
Well, technically I was.
A large, glass tank, sealed from all sides was not exactly my definition of home. It reminded me of a fish tank. That’s all we were in this dimension: mindless pet fish, made to be kept, to be owned. The thought made my stomach churn. But I did this to myself, did’nt I? I would never be able to end this nightmare I had inflicted upon myself. It was only a matter of time before he wou-
My thoughts were sharply cut off as a deafening thud that veberterated all around me and hummed deep in my chest shot me back to reality. My reality being the grey- eyed, messy haired literal giant peering
The Big The Bad The Blue Moon.They stand at the ready, weapons drawn, five of them in all selected by the Queen herself to take care of this task. Yet, as well trained as they are in the art of hunting, "they" do know better that this is no mere human female they have to capture alive.The Big The Bad The Blue Moon. by JAFNOVA
Their leader steps forward in front of his team as he draws out his large broad sword which gleams off the light of the full white moon itself high above in the clear cool night sky. He slightly turns it's blade until the image his face in seen on the well polished metal surface. He gives a slight sneer at his own reflection which exposes most of his sharp front teeth, and then he particularly looks at the one tooth that sticks out the most from his wide mouth. A long oblong fang that comes up from the bottom of his jaw, all five inches of it as it presses outward against his lower lip. As he examines it more closely he notices a small piece of dark dry meat was still attached to it nearby the tip. Something left from that bag that w
The Big The Bad The Blue Moon3Paul was able to stop himself from his wild spin by forcing his body to spin the oppose direction and just in enough time to get his bearing as he began to make a fast decent toward the treetops just below him. He then grabs the first tall tree he can get.The Big The Bad The Blue Moon3 by JAFNOVA
The old pine tree's crown bends forward as it stops Paul's flight; he then makes his way downward to the ground by once again jumping from limb to limb by the old softwood forest.
He was just a couple jumps away to the ground when the next living limb he landed on was weaker than it appeared and snapped as easily as a dry twig. The next thing he realizes is he's falling down and wasn't able to get his footing back in time. He lands onto the loamy ground with a heavy thump.
He quickly jumps up to his feet, yet, lets out a small wail and falls back down while grabbing his right leg within a grunt. He then sees what has happened. A metal stake left behind from a tent that was once there, sticking half way in the ground where he just lan
The Big The Bad The Blue Moon2 Heat is what Paul feels first over his body as he begins to come around, next it is sounds, one of which is familiar to him, the sound of wood snapping or cracking. The other sounds which were from muffled voices he could not recognize right away.The Big The Bad The Blue Moon2 by JAFNOVA
Then the strong acrid smell of smoke fills his nostrils which makes him open his sharp blue hassle eyes in where he comes to face a large wall of orange flames. For a split second the thought of that he died today and ended up in Hell stuck him to the core. Alas this was false because last he was told once by a vampire that was the smell of brimstone was there, not the smell of burning hardwood from the Sugar Maple tree, right?
He shoots his head up and shakes it side to side which now feels a few extra feet thick thanks to whatever they used in those strange arrows to bring him down.
He soon discovered that he was laying on his right side with his hands bound tightly behind him and in front of a roaring bon fire just few feet a
OdysseyThis ends tonight. He promised her he would make things right and he was a man of his word. Now if he could only figure out how. He kept hidden in the dark passages behind the walls, waiting for the right moment to move. Keeping track of the glowing light beyond the door, in this world the sun never rose and the only light came from the over sized moon that hung in the sky. Bright and unmoving. It shined on a massive complex of white pearlescent buildings reminiscent of ancient Greece that had been carved into the side of a mountain. Aside from the moons light, numerous pillars that contained a softly glowing light illuminated the many outside walkways. Lights that he was waiting for to dim, singling the arrival of sleeping hours.Odyssey by nscmseiyaryu
With no working watch he couldn’t tell how long he had till then, all he could do was wait and try not to nod off until it was safe to traverse the halls. Thoughts of his beloved medic filled his mind as he unconsciously fussed with the makeshift weapon
Autumn nights“Where will you sleep?” He asked, superiorly, gazing at the forest floor around them, after carefully choosing his own spot, which was both dry and sheltered, squinting as the autumnal light fled fast. She padded here and there, pretending to inspect the ground, as a critic might examine a work of art, before finally meandering back, and promptly falling down on top of him- which wiped the smirk off his face to her vast amusement, replaced by a blushing one which made her chuckle. She snuggled into his shirt, fitting perfectly on his huge chest.Autumn nights by artifexus
“I’ll sleep here,” she said in a superior tone, “it’s far more comfortable than the rest of the ground, I’m sure.” It was a bold move, however correct her statement was; he was so warm. And autumn nights were cold. Despite this irrefutable logic, she couldn’t look into his face, still scared of the rejection it might hold. She tried to reassure herself, reminding her head she’d d
The Wizard and his fairyRhoslyn was just an average fairy... Nothing really all that special, especially compared to other magical beings. At least, that was how she saw herself... She never really saw herself as important or anything, and she never really had what you would call close friends. Not until she met Gwyddno. Ordinarily, Fairies kept only to their kind, or animals, and normally she would not associate with a wizard either, particularly one as old and powerful as Gwyddno. It had been quite by chance that she had come to be with him, but she would not trade it for anything in the world now. She could not deny that she had been frightened of him at first, what with his enormous staff, ark, flowing robes, and long silver hair. Not to mention the fact that even to humans, he was of quite an impressive size, and to a fairy, that size was only made larger... She had been scared in the beginning, and very hesitant to get near him, let alone come with him, but after time had passed, that had faded, and sheThe Wizard and his fairy by MicroNekoGirlPur
My tiny little friend (Pocket!John) Ch2Hi everybody and thank you for your little reviews ! I am happy to know people like my fic :')My tiny little friend (Pocket!John) Ch2 by Chipupull
Here is the 2nd chapter ! Enjoy~~
Chapter 2 –Everything begins-
The morning, John woke up at 10 a.m. It was the first time for months that he had a night that long. Not any sound of gunshot, nor an awful insect climbing on his back while he was freezing on the floor. In Sherlock's scarf it was warm and comfortable, he felt like a little puppy (a corgie in fact). With his eyes closed, he could almost have forgotten that he was 5 inches tall, but it wasn't easy as he heard something next to him, therefore he opened his eyes and saw someone's face looming over him.
"What the hell?!" he shouted, getting up and looking up at the man,
"Who the bloody hell are you?!" he yelled, he was astounded and chocked. The man was wearing a suit and carrying an umbrella, weird though, it was sunny outside. The suit-man grinned:
-"May I ask your pardon?" John said with widened eyes.
Family Matters. (Read desc)Elena sighed happily as she slipped through the crack of a large door, entering the giant room in front of her before setting the backpack that was slung over her shoulders down onto the floor. She looked ahead of her at the huge bed that was across the room, grinning as its occupant focused his gaze down at her, and smiled softly.Family Matters. (Read desc) by Omyrah
“I was wondering when you’d get here…” the giant’s deep voice said.
“Sorry Tirion, I had to get something to eat after school before coming here.” She said with an apologetic tone in her voice.
“It’s alright, I know how it is…” he said.
Elena laughed slightly, making her way over to the large bed, Tirion smiling even more so as she got closer. Being a giant whose height reached well over 150ft, he rarely got any company for a number of reasons, so he was lonely when she was not with him.
“Miss me?” she asked.
“You have no idea, little one…” he said softly to th